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Cody passed on using his little car to get to Kobalt's bed, instead opting to climb the dangling blankets at the foot. The micro stoat grasped the heavy fabric, focusing intently on making it over the curve of the mattress. He made it up onto the more level surface of the bed, panting for a few moments, before he started towards the head.

The bedding was mussed up, three long lumps in the blankets indicating Kobalt's legs and tail to the approaching mustelid. The covers had been tossed up and inverted partway down, however, causing uneven terrain for the micro to have to clamber over.

When Cody reached the apex of the bundled blankets and sheets, he perked. Kobalt's full torso was bare and sprawled out, his blue fur, the blue and green diamond markings on his white chest, the soft, rounded midsection... Looking down, the stoat let out an undignified squeak as he lost balance, tumbling forward.

The micro landed somewhere very warm and soft. He blearily blinked and shook his head. Underneath Cody's body was a soft, elastic green fabric, and in front of him the gentle rise of his roommate's tummy obscured everything except the underside of his snout in the distance. It took a moment for the stoat to put together where he had landed, but by then it was too late.

The hybrid let out a gentle groan in his sleep, one of his arms rising from his side and coming down towards Cody. The stoat found himself pinned directly between the buckaroo's hand and the fabric of his jockstrap. The source of the warmth was fairly obvious now, though the mustelid's cheeks were giving it a run for its money.

Beneath the green material, the sound of his big roommate's heart beating became more and more obvious, able to be felt pressing up into the sleeping male's hand through the micro. Cody's cushion grew less soft and yielding with every throb, starting to stretch the fabric somewhat.

Kobalt sighed and let his arm go slack, hand releasing and tumbling over the side of his hip to the sheets.

Quickly, Cody scrambled up onto his paws and onto the white fur of the hybrid's plush belly. The blush on his cheeks continued to burn for a moment as he hesitated, then turned back to face his landing spot.

The buckaroo's blankets had been pushed back enough for the tops of his thighs and the ample form of his jock-wrapped loins to be exposed to the air. At the moment, there was a very distinct girthy shape straining on the fabric, its contours easily replicated by the soft, elastic material.

It couldn't hurt to peek, right? Biting his lip, the stoat stepped down the curve of his roommate's lower belly to stand on the soft pad of his pelvis. Carefully planting his feet, he bent down from the hip, tail raised for balance. He dug his fingers into the waistband of the jock, then straightened his back and lifted from his glutes.

The blue flesh at the root of the straining arousal was what first that came into view, followed by the green, then the yellow and orange... By the time Cody realized that he shouldn't be able to see the red glans from his current angle, he didn't have the time to avoid the issue at hand. In lifting the waistband of the straining jock, the building tension between swelling arousal and its restraints was smoothly eased off towards said band.

As a result, when the member slipped and flopped up and out, the tip struck Cody directly in the face with a wet 'splut'.

The stoat's face was nearly as red as the flesh pressed against it, the intense heat and throbbing from Kobalt's shaft strongest around his muzzle. Dazed, he reached up to push on the fat glans.

Kobalt groaned in his sleep, rolling his pelvis in the sheets. Unseen to Cody, his lips had curled into a dreamy smile.

As his footing shifted with every roll, the micro mustelid realized the snug, wet sensation on his snout was that with perfect aim the meatus had slipped onto his face. He brought his paws closer to where he was caught and pushed again, trying to force the slit to part. Unfortunately, this push coincided with another hip-rock and a particularly strong throb from the rainbow serpent.

Cody's paws slipped, getting trapped on either side of his head. In his flustered panic he kept pushing towards the head as it throbbed harder and harder. This proved to be counterproductive, as the stoat's whole head and arms were dragged out of sight.

Sleepily, Kobalt's hands began to move again. One curled around his pulsing, eager arousal, giving it a squeeze. The other's palm braced against the micro's rump and held it there as the rolls of his hips turned to needy thrusts.

The stoat mmmphed in surprise as his entire torso sank at once into the intense, throbbing heat. He felt the palm on his rear move away as he was lurched forward and away from his footing, kicking his feet for a moment, before they met something again on the return roll. Cody groaned as he realized that his feet had pressed to the hybrid's hand, unsure he could blush any deeper.

The buckaroo moaned eagerly in his sleep as the micro's body down to his ankles became a snug, detailed bulge in the exposed underbelly of his shaft. His squeezing hand shifted and his thumb pressed down on Cody's hips, using that curve to press down through his own flesh, dreamily working his roommate deeper.

With no part of him exposed, Cody writhed futilely, overwhelmed with the pressure of the inside of the beating, drooling member. He could have sworn that it rippled just like the hybrid's throat did when he was heading for his roommate's stomach on purpose.

Kobalt trembled, hands pulling away from his groin as the lump of the tiny stoat's feet sank through the blue section of his erection and out of sight deeper into his body. He let out a relieved sigh and slumped back down, grinning broadly in his sleep.

On the other side of the jockstrap, Cody found himself pressed through snug, hot flesh into a small, cream-filled chamber. Any part of his fur not already saturated was soaked in the male essence.

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Kobalt woke with a start as his phone started chiming. He looked down at his erection, then back at his phone. His eyes widened as he remembered what that alarm was for. The buckaroo tucked his maleness into his jock with a grunt, before rolling out of bed.

He stuffed his feet into his pants and pulled them up around his hips. With a practiced tug, he got the button done up over the base of his tail and zipped his fly carefully over the green fabric of his straining jock. He would have to take care of that later, after all. He got his shirt and put it on as he headed out of the bedroom.

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Cody was disoriented by all of the sudden jostling about, followed by his world getting that much tighter and hotter. Before he could sort of move around in the small chamber between his roommate's legs, but now he was immobile. The omnipresent heartbeat started to settle down above him, and the direct throbbing contractions faded.

The stoat trembled, blushing as he realized that meant he was in it for the long haul. No hope of getting out until his roommate next needed to let off some steam.

....at least it was cozy.