Busting A Nut Job
The story is (c) to me
Hammy, RJ, and Verne are (c) to Dreamworks Studios
Busting A Nut Job
Written by: Zylen Andel
Commissioned by: Leonusx
"Are you sure that Verne is okay with this?"
Hammy found himself kneeling in front of his newest friend RJ. The raccoon was sitting on rock with his legs spread open, exposing his fuzzy sheath and full balls.
"I told you already Hammy, Verne wants us to be friends right? And I showed you that movie the humans were watching late that night. This is what friends do with each other." The raccoon flashed his best and friendliest smile to convince the rather naive squirrel that he was telling him nothing but the honest truth. "You want to be my friend right?"
"Yes! I do, I've just never done anything like this before."
"I know, we're gonna take it slow." He smiled slyly, "Do you like nuts?"
Hammy perked up with an excitement that a child would have when asked if they liked candy. "Of course I do."
RJ touched his balls, "That's what these are, but they're not for chewing on. Try touching them yourself."
With slow uncertain fingers, Hammy reached up and touched the warm fuzzy balls. They were soft and he could feel them shifting under his hands. He looked up as he heard RJ making the same sounds he heard from the movie he had watched. The raccoon's expression conveyed pleasure and lust as he was touched. The squirrel grabbed the nuts in his hands, watching RJ carefully to make sure he wasn't doing anything wrong. Seeing no such expression, Hammy leanec close to the furry orbs, his tongue darting out and tasting the fuzzy flesh. The raccoon moaned again, smiling as he sees the big green eyes of Hammy looking up at him.
"That's good. Keep going, Ham bone."
Hammy did was he was told, the musky scent driving him to press his nose against the balls. But a flash of pink caught his eyes and Hammy went for it instantly. His warm tongue teasing and licking over the ermeging shaft and thicking sheath. The fuzzy skin tickling his tongue, but he didn't even stop to laugh as he kept licking. The pink cock growing even faster under the barrage of the squirrel's hungry and curious tongue. This was such a good idea that RJ had had. Hammy would be the best sex pet ever; he could get him off and if he ever told any of the other critters around here everyone would think it was just Hammy being Hammy. So, the raccoon laid back, closing his eyes and enjoying the pleasures.
"Just like that Hammy. Suck on it...don't chew."
As the pink shaft continued to grow longer and thicker, Hammy's eyes grew wider as well. He had seen his own cock upclose before, but this was the first time he had seen another male's erect cock - and it was RJ's. Not wanting to do anything to make RJ stop what was going on, Hammy forced himself to slow down. He remembered back to the movie and did what he saw the girl do. he grabbed the base of the raccoon's cock and kissed the head of the musky member. His tongue then swirled around the tip before he opened his mouth and took that throbbing shaft into his willing mouth.
"Oh yeah...just like the movie." Rj was impressed with Hammy's memory and watched his cheeks bulge out as he took more and more of his cock into his warm mouth. The squirrel gagged and backed up, not being able to take RJ's entire length into his mouth, but he kept sucking on it as he had been told to do. The taste was warm and slightly salty, it was taste that tingled his tongue and only made him want to taste more. He pushed himself deeper down over the warm cock and gagged again, pulling back just a bit. He kept sucking and licking against the hot flesh, tasting the drops of pre that leaked from the tip.
RJ was shaking a little, but managed to remain in control, "En...enough, Hammy. Stop."
Hammy's ears falltened against his head as he imagined the only reason that RJ would stop him was that he was doing something wrong. "I...I'm sorry."
"No...don't be buddy. You were doing great! But, I want to do something else. Can you get up here and sit on my dick, like they did in the movie?"
The squirrel was so happy that he hadn't ruined the good mood and was ecstatic to do whatever RJ wanted him to do. "Of course! I can do that!"
There was barely a second between when Hammy stopped speaking and when RJ felt the squirrel's weight settling on his waist. The raccoon wasted no more time and prodded the rump on his lap until he found his target, pushing his cock into Hammy at the same time that he pushed down on his friend's hips. Both of them moaned at the same time, making Hammy blush as RJ just grinned. The raccoon had his friend right where he wanted him - there was no stopping this now. He began to thrust up into the virgin squirrel's tight hole. For Hammy it was nothing short of the most powerful sensations he's ever felt before. There was pain...but for Hammy it was all about the pleasure. It was just so much all at once - he was instantly hooked on it - and he wanted more.
"Oooooh...RJ...this feels so good...go faster..."
The raccoon grinned and opened the throttle, hammering the moaning squirrel even harder. The wet slaps bouncing around the forest, making them both blush as they looked into one another's eyes. They were friends in Hammy's eyes and were sharing a loving bond that was getting deeper. But to RJ, this was just a way to help him get his rocks off in a much more powerful way. And from the way that the squirrel was riding his cock and clecnhing so tightly around him it was milking him thic cock. RJ suddenly arched his back and shouted loudly as his blew his hot cum into Hammy's ass tight ass. The squirrel's cock, however, was barely throbbing.
"RJ...I need to blow. Can I...fuck you?"
The raccoon chuckled, seeing the cute expressions playing over Hammy's pleading face. "Sure. Just let me r-!"
Hammy had gotten his answer and he moved much faster than RJ could move, lifting himself off of his friend and turning the bigger raccoon over with strength that was well hidden by his smaller size. RJ suddenly found himself on his belly on the rock that he had been relaxing on. Hammy was not slow about his actions and rammed his already thobbing cock into the tight and warm ass of his friend. The pressure was incredible and RJ let out a cute little moan before wincing at the burning pain of being stretched around Hammy's cock. But the pain was quickly smothered as the hyper-active squirrel pumped his hips so fast the wet slaps seemingly being coming a constant noice.
The speed with which he was getting fucked was so surprising to RJ, but it did make sense. he gripped the rock, unable to control the rising arousal he felt growing swiftly inside him. Hammy was hammering his prostate with such force and speed that it was building the raccoon up for another orgasm. He moaned but Hammy never slowed down, the squirrle was lost in the pleasure now. Had RJ made a mistake by moving too fast with Hammy? Maybe, but there was nothing he could do about it now. Another wave of electric pleasure surged in him and he shouted again, cumming hard agaisnt the rock. But still Hammy kept up his hard and fast thrusts.
"Ahhhh...Hammy...st...oooooooooh...stop..."
The words feel on deaf ears - ears that heard nothing but the sexy moans and the wet slaps. The sensations were all around Hammy, the scents of his musk mixing with RJ's, the feel of his body underneath his own and the furr rubbing against him, the sight of RJ's flexing muscles as he held on to that rock for dear life - it was all so intense and yet somehow Hammy wanted more. He pushed his throbbing cock into RJ's ass, even as the raccoon had another orgasm. Whenever RJ had an orgasm, he would instinctively clench tightly on Hammy's cock which gave the ravenous squirrel even more pleasure.
"So...good...so good..."
Finally, after RJ had lost couny of his orgasms, he felt the cock inside him explode with it own seed. But like the squirrel himself, Hammy's balls were just as active. It was almost as if he was creating as much cum as he spilled into RJ. There was even more pressure inside the raccoon and then Hammy's cock popped out of his ass but continued spraying warm cum all over RJ's butt cheeks, legs, feet, tail, back, arms, and even his head. Then Hammy turned RJ over and sprayed his cum over his front, covering his friend in all the cum that he had built up inside his balls.
RJ felt his body go numb, but he was feeling nothing but intense throbbing pleasure pulsing over and throughout his body. He couldn't move - and didn't want to. Hammy fell to his knees and let out a sigh of relief, for a moment he was satisfied and he smiled. At least until the hyper-active squirrel saw a bit of his cum leaking from RJ's ass. Instantly Hammy dove for that drop of of cum, sucking into his mouth before grabbing the raccoon's thighs again. Before RJ could even ask, Hammy showed him what he doing when he pressed his mouth against the stretched pucker. The warm cum oozing out of the twitching ring and right into the ravenous mouth. Hammy's tongue dove deep into the warm tunnel, licking and sucking out the cum he had left inside.
RJ was sqirming on the rock, but Hammy was stronger than he lithe appearance would suggest. He didn't move that far and when he did move, the squirrel simply readjusted himself and went back to rimming him. The raccoon moaned again as yet another orgarms was forced out of his aching balls by the hungry mouth of his friend. Hammy pulled and stood up, walking over to RJ's face, kissing him hard and pushing some of the raccoon's own cum into his mouth. Hammy wouldn't break the either, RJ had no choice but to suck down the cum and the squirrel's tongue in that deep kiss. Hammy broke the kiss and smiled widely, still tasting RJ's sweet cum. "That...was fun. Can we do it again?"
"S...sure..." RJ breathed out slowly, "We can do it tomorrow."
"No...I meant now."
NOW?! He couldn't be serious - could he? Sure enough when RJ looked up at Hammy, barely able to hold his head up, he saw the squirrel's cock was hard and ready to go again. "Hammy...I can't. Go find someone else to play with."
The squirrel looked sad for a moment that he wouldn't be able to have any more fun with his friend but he nodded and lifted himsself to his feet. "Okay RJ...I'll go have more fun."
Hammy ran off further into the woods and RJ had a clear moment of recollection. He had just taught Hammy how to have sex. "I think I created a monster."
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It had only been a few minutes but already Hammy was feeling the burning in his balls for release again. He takes another shaky step and falls to his knees, his legs buzzing and his mind racing with lusty feelings. He needed to blow again and he needed to do it now. But then he heard some wet sounds coming from the other side of a nearby fence. The squirrel picked himself up and walked over to the fence, hearing the wet slurping noises getting louder with every step forward. Peeking through the fence he saw the source of the sloppy sounds. Nugent the local rottweiler was bent around his body and was - licking his own cock and balls. Hammy gasped when he saw this, turning around and smiling a very excited smile. "I bet I can do that."
Without a second thought, Hammy bent down and found that not only could he do it - he could do it better than the dog. His long throbbing cock sliding easily into his waiting mouth, the dripping tip of that cock tickling the back of his throat. He gagged a little, but continued, the taste was too great to stop himself. He could feel the warm pulses of his cock as it throbbed with pent pleasure. He had just had an orgasm a few moments ago, but it felt like he was desperate to burst again. He licked over his own shaft, tasting his own cum and bit of RJ still on him. The pre was salty and warm on his tonuge and sucked it down - pulling it right out of the tip. He shuddered and fell forward, his hands on the ground, but his head was shoved further down on his cock. He gagged and choked, lifyinh his body up just enough to pull his head back a little.
There was no one around, but even there was, Hammy would still be doing what he's doing. The pleasure was too intense to ignore as he sucked his own cock, his tonuge dancing over the tingling flesh. Hammy could actually see his balls twitching and he wanted to touch them, but if he lifted either of his hands he'd fall. Hammy was in desperate need of more pleasure sucking his own cock just wasn't enough. He lifted his hand and feelto the side, grunting but not loosing focus, his now free hand went to his quivering balls. Squeezing the orbs he found the pleasure he needed, sending shocking chills up his spine. He kept up his sucking and licking, squeezing his balls occasionally.
Eventually after a few seconds of the self-pleasure Hammy moaned around his cock as it blew his stickly load straight into his mouth. The squirrel choked and gurgled as he was unprepared for hos much his balls would empty into his mouth. The air ran low and his head started to feel light and get dizzy. How long had it been since Hammy took a breath? He wasn't sure but he didn't want to take his mouth off of his cock - even for air. Soon though, the need was too much. His cheeks had started to darken and so he instincetivelt forced himself to roll onto his back. Hammy pulled his head off of his still erupting cock, the hot cum blasting over his face and body.
"That...was fun."
Hammy laid there on the ground, looking up at the sky. He had had so many adventures with his friends both old and ne, but it was only now that he felt the most alive. The pleasure had been so intense - like nothing he had felt before. The clouds passed slowly overhead, they seemed so oblivious to the raging arousal just below those wide green eyes surveying their simple beauty. Hammy lifted his head and looked towards his crotch, grinning when he saw that his cock was hard and standing up proudly again.
"Okay. Let's go again."
Hammy jumped to his feet and bent over again, sucking his warm cock into his mouth, His tongue instantly licking over the hard flesh and tasting his own salty cum. The taste made him drive down harder on himself, his cock ramming into the back of his throat and making him gag. Hammy never even slowed down, he just kept bobbing his head up and down over his throbbing shaft gagging when he pushed too far in. He felt the grass crunch under his paws, the sound to him was something far away from his perceptions. All that mattered was the pleasure he was getting with everything else around him being drowned and dulled,
The world around was muted as he grabbed his thighs and pulled deeper, gagging and couching as pre leaked into his mouth and throat. Still he continued sucking his own cock with reckless disregard for his own safety - the deep throbbing pleasure pulsing in his body was all that governed his actions at this point. His head was a blur against his crotch as he drank down the pre that he wasn't choking on. He was watching his bouncing balls - still dripping iwth sweat and cum - as he rocked his hips hips up against his ow face. Once again he began to feel dizzy and lightheaded as he went longer and longer without a good breath, Everything about this was amazing - the sight of his balls slapping him in the face, the smell and taste of his cum, and even the sounds of his gags were turning him on. His cheeks puffed out and started to turn a faint shade of blue. His eyes started to droop as he began to slip into unconsciousness from the lack of oxygen.
The very next moment it felt like he had been completely reenergized as his orgasm hit him. His eyes snapped open and he gripped his thighs tighter and moaned along his own shaft as he blew another large load straight into his throat. He choked and fell forward, his cock slurping out of his mouth and blasting him in the face with his cum. He continued to roll until he landed on his back, his cock still blasting cum into the air - where it rained down on him from above. Hammy just laid there for a moment, breathing evenly and smiling wildly.
"That was more fun than the last time."
"Hammy? Wha...what are you doing?" The voice was calm and tranquil, but sounded concerned and curious.
The squirrel rolled over to his hands and knees and saw Verne standing there, the turtle looking just as concerned as his voice sounded. "Oh Verne! I've been having so much fun! RJ showed me h-"
"RJ? He made you do all this?" Verna wanted to be upset, but seeing Hammy's face made the turtle relax a little. Of all of RJ's stunts and schemes involving Hammy, this one seemed the most tame and brough the most joy to Hammy's face. The squirrel seemed genuinely happy, but the lewd scene also made Verne sigh in frustration, "How are we gonna clean all this up?"
Hammy got to his feet, walking towards Verne with a once again fully hard cock. "You know Verne, we don't have to clean it up right now. In fact, I'm thinking we can leave it. I've done this before and left it and it goes away after a few hours." scooping some of his cum up with his fingers, Hammy licked them clean, "Though we could just lick up. It tastes really good."
"No, Hammy, we can't just l-" Verne stopped and blushed deeply, his voice calmer and lower as Hammy got close enough for the turtle to whisper to him, "You think your cum tastes good too?"
"Of course!" Hammy hugged Verne tightly and smeared the cum he was covered onto the turtle's shell. Verne could smell it now, the musky scent was heavy as it drove itself deep into his lungs. He tried to pull away, but Hammy held him tight - and started grinding against the hard shell. "Ooooooh...Verne your shell feels good."
"Hammy...stop." Verne said firmly, trying to push the aroused squirrel away. Due to Verne's smaller height though, Hammy had better leverage to keep his grip strong. The turtle blushed deeper, feeling the unwanted growth of his own cock inside the shell that Hammy was grinding against. He moaned softly and continued his futile struggle to get the squirrel away. The was so strong that it was the only thing waking Verne's normally very controlled arousal.
"Smell's good doesn't it?"
That voice! Why did it have to be him that found them in this situation. RJ simply grinned as Verne looked over the orange furred shoulder at him. Feeling such an overwhelming mixture of arousal and shame, Verne wanted to crawl inside his shell and never come out again, But Hammy was applying the right amount of pressure to his neck with that hug to keep his head out of the shell. The raccoon stepped smoothly towards them and smacked Hammy's butt hard when he got close. The smack made Hammy look down at Verne and moan so he could see how happy the pleasures that RJ had shown him really did make him happy.
"This...is wrong. We can be better than this. We can control ourselves." Verne said even his arousal grew to a favered level, his hard cock rubbing against the smooth inside of his shell.
"Verne..." RJ said with that same smug confidence that Verne had detested, but now found quite charming, "...take off your shell."
"What? N..." The look on the raccoon's face told Verne that no amount of denying his arousal would fool him. "Okay. But can get him to back off?"
RJ nods and grabbed Hammy from behind, wraping an arm around his waist and a hand around his cock. He started stroking the squirming squirrel, whom offered no further resistance and moaned against the raccoon. Verne - being a man of his word - slipped out of his shell and exposed his soft body and hard cock to the other males.
"Oh wow...Verne...ooooooh..." Hammy was speaking in a fevered voice, full of pleasure but not finding the right kind of release.
RJ grinned wide, leaning close to Hammy's ear and licking it before whimpering to him, "Get on your back, Ham bone." The seductive raccoon walked around Hammy as he laid down, his eyes on Verne. The turtle was blushing and smiling, despite everything in him telling him to get away, he stayed. He felt a soft finger on his chin lifting his gaze until he was looking RJ in the eyes, "You like being close to your friends, right Verne?"
Verne looked past RJ and saw Hammy stroking his own cock while looking quite aroused. The raccoon's words seemed targeted to lower Verne's guard, but the turtle was wise enough to know that RJ was more manipulative than that. The words were meant to give Verne the reasoning to let himself enjoy this moment under the guise of getting closer to his friends and allowing him to have a clear conscience about what he was about to do. Smiling, Verne said, "Why yes. I love getting close to my dear friends."
Using all the smug swagger he possessed, RJ, moved behind Verne, pressing close to his back and nuzzling him from behind. His hand moved down to stroke the green member to full hardness, his voice a whisper but the words sparked a fire. "Then let's show him a good time."
No further encouragements were needed as Verne walked forward, pulling himself from RJ's grasp. The raccoon watched as he neared the prone male, walking slowly after him. Hammy lifted his head and grinned at Verne, "I'm glad that you're doing this, Verne. I want to lick that cute butt of yours."
"What?" Verne, stopped, but he felt himself moving forward again as RJ, gently pushed him forward. The turtle was blushing never imagining that that was what Hammy would want to do. But the look of desperation on the squirrel's face was real - what kind of friend would he be to deny him. "Okay, RJ, you can stop pushing me now."
The raccoon smiled over Verne's shoulder, "Alright then."
Hammy grinned as he watched the turtle's apprehension in turning around and straddling his face. The plump and green skinned butt cheeks looking so tantilizing that Hammy couldn't wait for them to get lower. He leaned up and grabbed Verne's hips, shoving his tongue between those cheeks, driving a full bodied moan from Verne. RJ, caught the urtle's flailing arms and and moved them down to Hammy's belly, which did much to calm the frantic male. Then the pleasure hit him and all his trepidations were melted away under the hot pleasure of that skilled tongue massage his tunnel.
"Oh wow...Hammy..."
RJ kissed the green skinned cheek, "He's good, huh? But he's not the only one that wanted a taste of you."
Before Verne could ask waht he meant the raccoon, bent down and licked slowly over the hard green cock. The shock of feeling tongues touching him where none had been before made him shake with nervous arousal. Verne wanted more and RJ was more than willing to give it to him. The raccoon moved between Hammy's legs and pressed his cock into the squirrel's ass at the same time he lowered his head down over Verne's cock.
"Ooooooooh...this...this is...fantastic." Verne said as he rocked his hips instinctively between the face of his friends - friends that have just gotten much closer than they were before. A sudden twist of the tongue in his ass made Verne lurch forward, forcing his thick cock further down RJ's throat, but the raccoon took the cock in stride and continued sucking hard on it. But the raccoon was also thrusting hard into Hammy's tight ass, making him moan into Verne's ass. All three males were enjoying these forbidden carnal desires and had no intentions of stopping or slowing down.
RJ felt his body start to get tired again, from the fun that he had already had. But he ignored the fatigue and pushed himself harder. Trying his best to thrust harder into Hammy's clenching ass while also giving Verne the best blow job he's ever had. Rj licked over the smooth cock, feeling how smooth it felt in his mouth and carefully held himself back from closing his mouth too tight lest he bite down on the sensitive flesh. Hammy had done good with following his instructions during the blow that he had gotten from the squirrel earlier, so RJ was really wanting to to give him all the pleasure he could and drove even harder into him. Hammy it seemed was enjoying the rough thrusts immensely from the muffled moans he offered with his tongue still working over Verne's prostate.
The pleasure was finally too much for RJ and he felt his cock throb before his balls tightened up. The next instant was filled with white hot pleasure as ice ran through his body and the pressure that had built up inside of him vanished. His hot cum flooding Hammy's body. RJ' pulled out of Hammy, but kept his lips wrapped around Verne's cock, intent of giving the turtle a good climax. His soft furry hand reached and seized the green balls, squeezing them gently and in a slow and deliberate milking motion.
"Ah...ahhhhh...that feels wonderful..." Verne said, rubbing the brown furred back of the male currently sucking him off.
Hearing that, the raccoon continued to play with those emerald nuts. The raw physical bliss was unlike anything that Verne had ever felt before or could even describe. Hammy moved his hands over those round butt cheeks and hips, groping them as he licked inside the turtle. He was happy that Verne had allowed himself to be in this situation because he was enjoying this. Even though RJ had stopped fucking him, the feel of his warm cum squishing in his ass was exciting him almost as much. That excitement rippled though the squirrel's lithe but strangely strong body as he forced his tongue deeper into the ass he was so fervently licking.
"I think...I'm gonna..." Verne breathed out between heavy moans, his hands one either side of RJ's head. He wasn't holding the raccoon in place, but rather just needing something to hold onto to keep him from flying as high as the pleasure raging in his body.
RJ grinned arouns the plump green cocn feeling it throb in his throat. he squeezed the balls again while licking around the head of Verne's cock and was rewarded with a gasp and blast of hot cum. He drank down the seed and pulled away so that some of the turtle's seed was splashed over his face. "Wow...you were pent up buddy. But now its Hammy turn on top."
The raccoon pulled Verne down to his back, making the tongue slurp noisily out of his ass. Verne landed on the soft grass and felt his hands get pushed and held to the ground. Hammy suddenly appeared over him, looking down at him with a gaze he's never seen on the normally carefree squirrel's face. Hammy grabbed Verne's legs, gently pulling them open and pressing his cock into the tight ass that had been so adequantly lubed but his saliva that his cock slid in with little resistance.
Letting out a soft sigh, Hammy started thrusting harder into Verne and making him loudly. RJ continued to hold Verne's hands down while he watched Hammy do to the turtle what he had done to him moments before. The raccoon shuddered as he remembered getting fucked by Hammy, it was a lot more intense than he had expected. And once again, the squirrel did not disappoint. He thrusted fast and hard into Verne, the wet slaps making this whole session even hotter. RJ let go of Verne's hands and laid on the ground next to him, kissing the turtle deeply to silence his loud moans. Verne immediately wrapped his arms around the furry neck, kissing the raccoon back just as deeply. The moans that were forced out of him filled RJ's belly but couldn't stop the pleasure from heating up his body.
The kiss was broken by Verne, who laid his head on RJ's soft shoulder, "Oooooooh...wow...he's...so good..."
RJ just smiled as Hammy was panting hard with the effort. But then the panting stopped when Hammy gasped and shot his white hot cum deep into the hot body of Verne. Finally, exhaustion caught up with Hammy and he fell onto Verne. The three friend just laid there; happy, satisfied, and breathing through smiling lips. The pleasure were still so vibrant and warm and neither of them wanted to move lest this slice of heaven disappear forever. Verne looked down and saw Hammy sleeping on his belly and chest. He turned to look at RJ, both of them smiling and laying back down on the soft damp grass, happy and content in their lives and the friendships that they share.
"So, what are we gonna do tomorrow?" Verna asked hearing RJ chuckle as they lay there covered in sweat and cum, the warm air soothing their tired bodies as they slip into sleep.
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