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Kobalt was having a hard time keeping focus with Cody tugging on his ear. The eight-inch-tall stoat was bouncing in place on the buckaroo's shoulder as the pair of them neared the front of the line. "C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon..." The micro was chattering.

"Just settle and let me get the shield ready... Better get in your seat before I close, it, too." The hybrid turned his head and opened his mouth. At the opposite corner of his muzzle was a clear plastic mouthguard partially molded to his teeth. The guard continued forward into a clear panel, and on the opposite end were indentations for his teeth on the other side.

Rules were strict at the amusement park. Micros had to ride secured. The shields they sold near the ticket counters were the best way to do this while allowing the smaller guests a chance to look around.

Cody clambered into Kobalt's mouth, settling down onto his tongue and rolling over until he was in a reclining position. He rested his feet against the inside of the bottom row of incisors. "Okay close it up!"

Kobalt pulled the shield over, wrapping his lips over the center panel and biting down a bit more firmly to get the guard on the other side engaged. Finally, he wrapped the strap around over the top of his muzzle and under his jaw to meet itself, allowing him to relax and not have to bite down the whole time. Although this position made his mouth produce more drool than usual, he found it tolerably comfortable. And his tongue was awash in his housemate's marshmallowy flavor.

He did have practice in controlling his breathing so that his exhales mostly went out his nose instead of the warm, spent air gathering in his jaws around the micro. This helped keep Cody cool and comfy, for the most part, and prevented the shield from fogging up.

Finally at the front of the line, the ride attendant gave the pair a thumbs up and indicated a sled. As an alpine coaster, the ride was made up of individual, open air cars with enough room for two regular sized anthros or one large anthro with a particularly big tail.

Kobalt went in the second category. The buckaroo carefully tucked his tail under his hips and curled it into the footwell, before resting his feet on top of it. He put on the lap belt and gave the attendant a thumbs up of his own.

The sled rolled forward on the rails and was taken onto a lifting belt hidden inside the incline they were going up.

Cody looked around. Already only thirty feet above ground level the views of the forest around the ride were good, and they were getting better all the time. Around halfway up, they could see over the treetops, getting a view of the mountains through the safety netting on either side of the track.

It took almost ten minutes to get to the top, nearly half again as long as the wait in line, but once they reached the peak, the belt disengaged from the sled and they were rolling down the hill.

Kobalt leaned forward a bit, grasping onto hand-bars as he tried to lean into turns. He could feel, however, that despite his best efforts Cody was getting sloshed around off his tongue and up against the shield in either cheek as the track turned and twisted back and forth. Despite it all, he could only hear little squeaks of excitement coming from his oral passenger.

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They must have ridden the alpine coaster ten times consecutively. Like each time previously they arrived at the bottom, Cody was a murmuring, sloppy mess with a dumb smile on his face.

This time, however, Kobalt went into the nearby restroom instead of heading back into line. He carefully undid the strap around his snout, then parted his jaws with a groan. Popping the shield fully free with one hand, he extended his tongue and let Cody slide out into his opposite palm. "Okay..." The hybrid worked his mouth open and closed a little. "Just like I promised, we went on the ride most of the day."

The stoat sprawled on his back in a puddle of buckaroo drool in Kobalt's hand. He dazedly raised one arm and made a thumbs-up.

The larger male walked over to a stall and bumped it open with his shoulder. He tossed the shield aside and started unzipping his pants. "And like you said, you'd spend the rest of the trip secure so you don't get hurt." He unbuttoned his shorts, then tugged his thumb into the waistband of his jock strap.

By this point Cody was regaining his senses. He blushed deeply as he realized just which method of 'secure' his housemate had in mind. The whole week?

Kobalt grasped around the stoat to pin his limbs together, while his other hand worked along his rainbow-colored member. The hybrid's colorful flesh swelled quickly with what he had in mind stoking the lust behind it.

Once he was sure he was hard enough to start, the hybrid lowered Cody to his tip, towards the gape of his meatus. It took a gentle swivel of his wrist, but Kobalt got both of the bashfully fidgeting stoat's feet into his urethra. "Good thing my drool lubed you up, eh?"

The mustelid let out a flustered squeak in response, especially as the thumb braced against the crown of his head started pushing down. The whole hand was descending, fingers only unfurling to let the throbbing red glans subsume more of his body. Cody panted heavily as his chest sank in, then his shoulders... soon his head was wrapped in the slit at the tip of his housemate's cock like an airline cushion.

"See you in a week, Cody~" Kobalt chuckled, easing his index finger down to push the micro's head in. At the same time his drool-covered hand pinched his glans, forcing the stoat a bit deeper. The hybrid adjusted his grip so that his fingertips were over the channel of his urethra and stroked down in one, steady drag.

Cody was squeezed through the tube like the last bit of toothpaste, until his feet felt the embarrassingly familiar freedom of the balls below. The rest of him was soon to follow, plopping him into a warm, musky space, waist-deep in his housemate's genetic essence.

The buckaroo cupped his sac and gave a gentle squeeze, making sure the stoat was fully in place. He exhaled and tugged his jockstrap up and forward, using his other hand to tuck his erection down and into it. Then he tugged his shorts back up, buttoning and zipping up the fly. He exited the stall and walked out of the restrooms, glancing down at his groin. "Okay... just... settle in..." Despite his words, he could feel Cody just continuing to squirm and press around with his tiny paws.

It would be a hard time keeping his boner down all week... but he was up for it.