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The Honey Pot

By: ©Scheknul

Ben: : ©Scheknul

Brad : ©Scheknul

As the sun rose on a new day, Ben, and Brad cuddled up tight under their covers. The sun pierced through a small opening in the curtain just right to hit Ben right in the eyes. "Ugh fuah..." Ben rolled over, and buried his face into Brad's chest fuzz.

It took Ben a bit to realize it, but they both had a case of morning wood. Throbbing softly against one another's maleness as they cuddled. Idly thrusting, a soft, girly moan escaped Brad's muzzle. His ears twitching, Ben focuses on the moan. His penis tensed, causing precum to slide down his length, drooling onto Brad's.

Both slowly opened their eyes, and began to blush as they slowly realized their predicament. Leaning in, Brad presses his lips to Ben, and presses in. His moist, warm tongue sliding out, and into his lover's muzzle. Immediately, Ben wraps his arms around Brad's back, and begins to massage slowly around his wing base.

Pulling softly upon him, Brad's penis grinds a bit harder along Ben's throbbing maleness, eliciting Ben to break the kiss, but only slightly. A soft moan passed around Brad's cheeks, which is met right after by Ben's lips once more. They begin to grind slowly. Leaking precum onto one another.

Mixing their flavors, and lubricating each other slowly. Their tongues exploring each other, as they serve to get into the swing of their morning situation. Brad grunted through his nose as his stinger retracted. He could feel himself going into a mating mode as his body warmed up, more, and more.

Moments passed, as they kissed. As Brad pulled back, a rope of saliva was left between them. Brad reached down, gripping the covers, and tossing them off. There was a very obvious wet spot below them from their mixed precum.

Brad pulled back, causing a sloppy, wet sound around their crotches. Weakly re-positioning, he shook his rear to Ben. Lifting his thorax into the air, showing off his black pucker to Ben. Licking his lips, Ben rolled, and crawled up behind his lover.

He giggled, as Brad's stinger hole winked with excitement. "Just, don't poke me with that thin, alright?" Brad giggled. "I'll try not to. You know how I get, when my favorite kitty cat mounts me!"

With a bit of caution, Ben scooted in. Using his knees, Ben allowed his weat to bare downwards, spreading Brad wide. The thorax went up high as Brad's black taint sank right down onto Ben's tip. In unison, they both moaned softly, as Ben's tip was swallowed up by the warm innards. Ben didn't even have to move.

Brad just lowered himself down, as Ben used his knees to spread his friend's legs wider, and wider. Eventually balls deep, Brad let out a girly gasp as Ben's sheath rubbed his already sensitive back door. Brad moved his thorax to the side, just like a cat or dog would. This cued Ben to lean over his backside, and nuzzle into the back of Brad's head.

The warm insides of Brad's back door gripped, and pulsed around his feline friend's member. They both relaxed there, enjoying one another in their morning glory. Ben pulled back slowly, after feeling Brad's anus contract just enough. Brad let out a pained grunt as his lover teased him so.

Upon feeling Ben's tip about to slip out of him, Brad clenched down as firmly as he could in a submissive attempt to keep his feline friend inside of him. Ben grinned, and leaned down to Brad's left ear. "D'aw, is my busy bee a horny little slut this morning? Hmmm?"

All Brad could do, was blush profusely, and nod. His mouth was agape as he shook slightly, and panted heavily. Loving every single moment, movement, and vein inch of his lover's prick. "Hmmmfffuuck. Fuck me, Ben! I can't take it any more! Fuck the honey right out of me!"

With that, Ben set to work. Rotating his hips slowly as he pushed back in. Grinding around every inch of his friend's inner ass. Brad's pucker clenched down, chewing toothless on Ben's thick member.

Leaning back up, Ben placed his fore-paws upon Brad's hips, and gripped tightly. "Here I come babe. I hope you're ready for it!" Yanking backwards, then slamming forth, Brad was sent face first into his pillow. Biting into it instantly to keep himself from screaming his lover's name, and waking the neighbors.

Their apartment was small enough, that any loud, rough sex would surely elicit complaints. Whimpering into the pillow, Brad raised, and lowered himself over Ben's length. Meeting him thrust, for thrust. Reaching back under himself with both fore-paws, Brad gripped his own black dick, stroking over it playfully.

Not exactly masturbating, but enough to tease himself into precumming more, and more. Ben arched himself upwards, pressing the underside of his length onto Brad's prostate, causing Brad to muffle his extacy into the pillow before him. Ben was blushing profusely, and panting hard as he ravished his friend's backside.

Now thrusting, only like a feline could. Ben's tail flagged high, showing off his own taint to the apartment behind them. His tail tip flicking about, as he set to mating his friend good, and hard. As he dug his foot-paws into the bed, Ben stumbled forth, falling onto Brad's backside.

His twitching member sank to the balls, causing Brad to bite the pillow hard. Coating the bed below them with his warm cum. Brad could only shake, and writhe as his friend's thick member ground into his insides. Ben gasped, as Brad's pucker chewed even harder on his length, but he was far from done.

Ben gasped as Brad's pucker needily chewed, and spasmed around his member. "Hmmff, fuck, that feels great!" Brad, looked back to his friend, with heavy panting, and grinning, blushing, and moaning. "I-I'm mmmf. I'm glad!"

Ben began to pull back, and off of Brad, causing him to whimper loudly. Though, he wasn't dismounting, just getting back up. Even though Ben's tip almost slipped free, he gripped Brad's hips. With his body weight, he rolled them over. Brad yelped as Ben's member was forced back into his backside.

How ever, from the thrust, it hit Brad right in the p-spot again, causing him to cum once more, but less. Since they were in more of a cuddling posture now, Ben leaned forwards, and nuzzled the back of Brad's head, and neck. "Mmmf, I'm sorry dude, I couldn't help myself." Brad looked back, out of the corner of his left eye.

All he could do was pant, swallow hard, and whine loudly. Ben bit into Brad's scruff, and tugged as he began a slow rut into his friend. With his left knee, he spread Brad's legs wide, giving him a better vantage. Now, thrusting quickly, Ben began to pant through his nose.

"Aa-ah! Ben! Ben it feels so good!" Brad whined, and began to thrust back against Ben's thrusts, matching his pace. This made Ben mischievous. He tugged on the scruff in his muzzle dominantly, causing his friend to stop, and whimper submissively.

Ben leaned in, thrusting harder. Beginning to give longer, more calculated thrusts. Brad thought, (surely Ben is getting close)? Ben's tip was surely fattening from stimulation, leaking precum into his friend more, and more.

As Ben mated Brad harder, Brad's pucker worked tirelessly to clamp, and spasm around his friend's length, trying vigorously to milk it. Reaching back, and under himself, Brad tried fondling Ben's hefty nuts. This was met with a hard swat to the rear from Ben. Growling, and baring his fangs, Ben dominated his friend into just laying there, to enjoy the thrusts.

Ben was panting profusely though his nostrils. Feeling his own nuts beginning to wrench upwards. As Ben got closer, he let go of Brad's nape. Resting his head on Brad's shoulder, Ben began to whimper. His thrusts were becoming more, and more vigorous, but random.

Brad took this opportunity to reach back, and pull his friend onto him, hard. In the same motion, Brad thrusted himself backwards, making sure that Ben couldn't escape his honey pot of a rear. Ben screamed out Brad's name, and held on for dear life.

Like a jolt of electricity up his spine, Ben began to cum. Firing off rope, after hot, white, sticky rope of feline cum into his friend's honey pot. They both panted, and ground onto one another for minute on end, trying to empty Ben's heavy nuts. It took nearly ten minutes for them both to calm down fully.

After a time, Ben's limp member slipped free of Brad's rear, and back into his sheath. This elicited a whine from Brad. "H-hey! I wanted to keep that in!"

Brad protested, and wiggled around on the bed. Ben chuckled, and pulled Brad to him, hugging him close. As they lay there, Ben ground his sheath against the rear before him. "Is this any consolation, Brad?

Does my wet, sticky sheath feel good on your honey pot?" Brad nodded slowly, but assuredly. They laid there, panting softly, nuzzling, and loving on one another for some time. Eventually, Ben movied, but found Brad snoring.

"What!?" Ben was amazed that, after such a rough reception, his bottom, and his friend could sleep so soundly. Biting his lip, he rolled out of bed, and stumbled about weakly. His legs not having regained their strength fully.

Working over to the kitchen, Ben began making breakfast. Reaching down to itch his privates, he noticed them to still be wet. Looking down, he saw cum, and lubricated bee ass on himself. His fur stuck out oddly, which made him cock a brow, and grin.

"I'm gonna fuck that buzzer sideways." He took a moment to think about that. "Wait, didn't I already fuck him sideways?" This question perplexed him, since it was both a figure of speech, but also something he did already.

As breakfast was being made, he didn't notice Brad silently walking up behind him, with a look in his eyes. One paw over Ben's chest, and one around his package fully. Ben gasped, and pressed backwards softly, arching his tail to the side. With out thinking, Ben let out a mewl.

Biting his own tongue, he blushed profusely. "Oh? What's this? Kitty can be cute after all?"

Ben looked down, but nodded slowly. Brad gropes harder, and with more intent, making Ben's tip reveal it's self. "H-hey, can we eat first?" Ben chuckled nervously, not realizing his friend's apatite.

Slipping away, Brad flapped his wings, and want over to the table. Leaning his face down onto one of his hands. With the index finger of the other, Brad drew an infinity symbol on the wooden surface. Breakfast was made quickly, but thoroughly.

Coming back, Ben set down cooked fish, and smiled to Brad, who's face was twisting from the smell. "You're not expecting me to eat that, are you?" Ben frowned, and placed a bowl of royal jelly down in front of Brad. "The hell!? Where did you get this stuff?"

Ben grinned, and chuckled devilishly. "Oh, I've got a source!" Sitting at the table, Ben began to dig into his fish, as Brad lapped at the royal jelly. Brad finished quickly, but the room was beginning to get fuzzy.

"Wh-what was i-in that?" Ben hadn't realized that, Brad hadn't had royal jelly in some time. Remembering that it makes male bees very, very agitatedly horny. There was a repeated tapping against the table.

Ben looked under to investigate. What he found was Brad's tip slapping the underside of the table, leaking precum. This made Ben grin. How ever, before Ben could say anything, he was being carried off to the couch. He looked up to his friend, who was flying through the room.

"Uh, are you OK, Brad?" Brad just looked down at Ben with a high smile, blush, and half lidded eyes. Ben was set down onto the couch, followed by Brad, who had him pinned. Ben struggled a bit, but meowed when he felt Brad's tip against his pucker.

"A-ah!" Was all Ben could say, before Brad's tip wedged it's way in. Not giving any thought, or time to think, Brad began sinking in. Ben went wide eyed, and gripped the couch hard.

Using his wings for added force, Brad flapped them backwards. Thrusting in the same moment, he drove himself forth. Burying into Ben's rear like, he was drilling for oil. Ben was pressed into the arm of the couch, which he bit into, to keep from moaning, or screaming loudly.

Brad never stopped using his wings for added force. Down for back, up for in. Thrusting slow, but very, very hard. Brad's left hand found it's way to Ben's throbbing, leaking member.

Gripping it roughly, he began to pump it. All the while, Brad kept his right hand on Ben's hip, dominantly. He had less skill than Ben, but he could thrust like no tomorrow. Looking down at Ben with a high grin, he chuckled.

"You kept calling it, my honey pot! I'm going to show you my warm honey!" Ben gulped. He could already feel profuse amounts of hot precum leaking out of Brad's tip.

Brad wasn't wasting any time. He was mating Ben, as if mating the Queen herself. With in only a short time, Brad bit into his lip, and buried himself to the genital slit. Ben squeezed his eyes shut as he felt hot ropes of "honey" being pumped into his rear.

With in a few moments, Brad's weight was baring down against Ben's back. Ben thought Brad to be hugging him, until he heard a snore. Not only does royal jelly make bees incredibly horny, but susceptible to sleepiness as well. Ben helped to re-position under Brad, after Brad went back into himself.

Pulling a blanket off of the back of the couch, Ben pressed back against Brad in a cuddle, until they both fell back to sleep.

"What a morning.."