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"Oh, damn it..." Alyosha grumbled, clicking his tongue and counting the Mora he had in his wallet. "I don't know if this will be enough for this month's medicine."
He walked through the streets of Zolnyy pouting and frowning, staring at his wallet as if he expected sudden brain powers to magically duplicate the Mora in his hands.
"What a pain," the hunter sighed deeply, running his hand through his hair several times.
Then, he felt a presence behind him, turning around with a start.
"Who is it?!" He relaxed his shoulders. "Ah... It's just you. Hey, Mitya."
"I wanted to scare you, but I don't think I succeeded," the scientist chuckled sheepishly, rubbing a hand behind his neck. His magic scarf swayed from side to side, waving to Alyosha.
"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at work?" Alyosha looked around. "Where's Valeriy?"
"I'm off today, but I managed to lose him!" Mitya laughed, placing his hands on his hips. Then, he tilted his head to the side, looking at Alyosha's wallet. "Hm, is everything alright? You seem a little perplexed."
The hunter took a deep breath, letting out a hoarse, thick grunt, and hunched his shoulders forward.
"Yeah, I’m fine, it’s just... Ah, you know. The usual." He shrugged. "I needed to do some shopping, but I don't know if I'll have enough Mora this time."
"Do you want me to help you?” Mitya raised his eyebrows. “I can pay for you.”
"What? No! That's not necessary," Alyosha blinked, waving his hands.
"Oh, come on..." Mitya rolled his eyes, approaching slowly. Subtly, he slid two fingers along Alyosha's hand, giving him a wink. "We've already talked about this before, you know you can always count on me and the girls no matter what, right? Besides, you can return the favor later! You know I don't mind that type of thing."
Alyosha remained silent for a few seconds, his eyes glancing at Mitya's hand near his, feeling a tingling warmth behind his neck. He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a long sigh.
" Ugh, okay..." Alyosha clicked his tongue. "Thank you."
"Here you go," the saleswoman slid a paper packet across the counter, handing it directly to Mitya. "Thank you for your purchase!"
Nodding goodbye, the two walked a little further before Mitya passed the package to Alyosha, a gentle, smiling expression on his face.
“Here you go, comrade.”
"Thanks again... Sorry for anything," Alyosha murmured, accepting the package.
"Oh, come on! That’s what friends are for, right?" Mitya laughed.
"Friends, huh...?" Alyosha huffed slightly, approaching Mitya halfway and patting his back. "Hey…"
Mitya stopped abruptly, his back shivering, concentrating to avoid jumping out in the air.
"Y-Yes?!" His smile widened, his cheeks turning completely red.
"Would you like me to pay my debt already?" Alyosha half-closed his eyes, sliding his fingers along the scientist's waist. "You're free today after all, right? It's the least I can do to thank you."
Mitya's eyes widened, his smile beginning to twist from how wide it was becoming, holding back from making any strange sounds. He felt a pressure starting to build in his pants, pulling his legs together a little more.
"N- No way I can refuse if you keep looking at me like that," Mitya grunted, staring at Alyosha's cute yet knowing face, who tightened his grip on his waist.
The scientist bit his tongue, looking around, pointing his nose forward.
“Let's go to my house.”
Mitya's breathing began to falter. His trembling hands tried to figure out which key was for the door. "We're going in now, calm down!"
He was breathing through his teeth, feeling Alyosha's hands on his waist. The hunter pressed his chest against his back, begging to kiss the nape of his neck, breathing down and sliding his fingers along the fabric of his coat.
"You're taking too long..." Alyosha retorted, nibbling under Mitya's hair with his canine teeth, followed by a kiss. "Hurry up with this."
The scientist's scarf wrapped around Alyosha's back, pressing him against his own. Mitya bit his cheek, feeling something warm and hard brush against his lower parts, while trying not to make his own bulge in his pants too obvious. It was a good thing he lived in an apartment. It was less embarrassing to do this in an empty hallway than if he were on the ground floor!
"Found it!" He sighed with relief, finally inserting the key and opening the lock.
However, his brief peace was quickly taken away, with Alyosha skillfully pushing him inside and closing the door, grabbing him by the leg and pinning him against the wall.
“Finally,” Alyosha grumbled, sliding his fingers along Mitya's thigh, looking deep into his eyes.
The hunter's expression was a flushed frown, with a furrowed brow and cheeks puffed out with red! Mitya couldn't help but groan; he could still be so cute, even like that. Not to be outdone, the scientist laughed, running his hand through Alyosha's hair and pulling him closer.
"You look hungry," he joked.
Without even answering, Alyosha lunged at Mitya's face, who widened his eyes, relaxing his eyelids before closing them. His fingers fell from Alyosha's hair, sliding down his neck until they pressed against his trapezius muscle. A series of wet sounds began to echo through the apartment walls as the hunter's lips brushed against the scientist's, starting with a small peck that extended into a long, wet kiss with rough tongues fighting for space.
Alyosha's tongue began to invade Mitya's mouth, filling it with a salty taste; a strong hint of meat still lingered on his taste buds.
The scientist, in turn, pressed his back against the wall, resting his outstretched arms against the hunter's shoulders, penetrating his mouth with his own tongue. They soon began a playful wrestling match for breath, the two pressing their bodies together, trying not to suffocate from lack of air.
Mitya opened one eye briefly, breathing heavily through his nose. Alyosha pressed his shoulders hard against Mitya's, squeezing their chests together and rubbing his own groin against Mitya's, thrusting his hips forward. It felt so good!
The two boys couldn't stop moaning. The pressure of Alyosha's hard, robust bulge rubbing against and taking up space from Mitya's was perfect; the kisses were firm and clumsy, but the friction and roughness of their tongues was wonderful! The heat was starting to become unbearable, even for that land of constant cold; it was suffocating and made the apartment seem smaller, but there was nothing to complain about.
"Ha..." Mitya pulled away from the kiss, feeling his clothes begin to stick to his skin, rubbing a thumb along Alyosha's neck. He groaned, watching the hunter lick his lips.
"Tired already?" Alyosha asked, giving a subtle smile. Pressing harder, he ran his free hand along Mitya's waist, feeling his abs through his coat.
"You know that's not true..." Mitya smiled, frowning, and resumed giving Alyosha clumsy, wet kisses, which he equally returned. "Come on. Sofa, now."
“Oh! Fuck...!” Mitya groaned, rolling his eyes and looking down. His coat was already thrown to the side of the sofa, his jacket and dress shirt unbuttoned, giving a view of his own abs and mid-chest glistening with sweat.
His unbuckled pants were around his ankles, while his legs, spread wide, occupied Alyosha's head, whose hand gripped his thigh tightly, giving a light scratch to the pale, soft flesh.
"Hurry up, don't tease me like that..." Mitya grunted, wiggling his foot until he pulled it out of the rest of his pants, wrapping it around and squeezing Alyosha's calf, pushing him closer.
Mitya's cock throbbed hard, a drop of precum accumulating at the tip. He gripped the other boy's hair tightly with one hand, holding the sofa upholstery with the other. Gritting his teeth, he felt the hunter's moist breath itching against his perineum and his mouth inhaling close to his ass; which wouldn't stop twitching. The scientist's face was burning, biting his tongue and moaning softly.
The boy squinted, observing the silent way the other watched him from below with that wide, adorable, and equally dangerous gaze. Alyosha was so perfect that it made Mitya's heart clench, gripping his strands of green hair even tighter.
"But it's no fun if I..." Alyosha began, cutting himself off to lick Mitya's perineum, gripping the back of his thighs to tilt him further back, giving himself more access. "...if I don't let you get nice and loose for me, right?"
He licked his lips, running a hand over Mitya's buttocks, spreading them to observe that pink entrance that wouldn't stop winking at him. Alyosha bent down again, kissing the scientist's rim. Mitya threw his head back, the moan he let out now was thin and loud, somewhat hoarse, curling his toes tight. Alyosha's lips were moist, the tongue that licked him was agile and robust, making wet sounds that tingled in his ears.
"Damn it, keep going!" Mitya bit his own cheek, almost tearing the hunter’s hair out with his grip. "Yes, please! Hmph... Alyosha!"
Alyosha plunged his tongue into Mitya's entrance with more fervor, now gripping his buttocks tightly and devouring that soft bottom. While invading him with his tongue, he also offered more kisses and licks, moving his head from side to side, pausing occasionally to observe the expressions his friend made.
Everyone in the group agreed that the best at using tongue were Alyosha and Vodyanitsa, without a doubt!
"Hmmh...! If you keep going like this I'm going to..." Mitya bit his tongue, feeling his cock throb and his balls pressing upwards. Then he blinked. "H- Hey! Why did you stop?"
He frowned and pouted, beginning to feel only the memory of Alyosha's mouth. A large, pearly drop of pre-cum escaped from his glans, hanging downwards.
"I'm not going to let you come now, am I?" Alyosha laughed dryly, grunting as he got up from between Mitya's legs.
The hunter kept his eyelids half-closed, sliding two fingers along the edge of Mitya's cock, moving them up to his glans, taking a drop of pre straight from the source, bringing it to his own tongue, licking his lips. Exhaling deeply through his mouth, the scientist could see how his chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing. Just the thirsty way Alyosha watched him, like a wolf hungry for its prey, already melted his heart!
Mitya's clear eyes drifted down to the boy's body. Alyosha was still dressed, but the insistent bulge in his trousers was more than evident by then. Alyosha's rock-hard cock pressed forward against the rough fabric, throbbing hard, as if seeking to escape its prison and breathe some of the pure, icy air of Snezhnograd’s apartment complex.
"Fuck... I'm so hard," Alyosha ran a hand through his hair, discarding his blue cloak and overcoat, throwing them somewhere in the room. He pulled up his dark sweater slightly, abruptly unbuckling his belt. "Where's the lube again?"
"I think I left it in my room," Mitya grunted, running his hand over the head of his own cock, beginning the back-and-forth movements while watching the hunter undress. "Want me to get it?"
"No need. I think I remember where it is," Alyosha nodded, throwing his sweater on the sofa, but keeping his pants unbuckled, half-naked.
Venturing through the tundra and running from one side to the other did wonders for Alyosha's body, something Mitya and the others had no problem admitting! Not only his face, but his entire body was enhanced by freckles that ran around his collarbone and robust shoulders, passing through the middle of his chest.
Of course, Alyosha didn't have Valeriy's voluminous pecs, but it was still prominent for his height! Though short and hidden by the numerous layers of clothing and fabric, the wolf-boy was adorned with very well-defined, juicy muscles that contrasted with the soft lights of the apartment.
With long strides, Alyosha went to the scientist's room, further back in the apartment, leaving him alone on the sofa.
"Don't take too long," Mitya grunted slyly, spreading his legs and continuing to pump himself, running his other hand over his own rim, still with the phantom sensation of his friend's tongue invading his interior.
"Found it!" Less than two minutes passed when Alyosha shouted from the doorway, rushing back and standing in front of Mitya, now completely sprawled out on the sofa.
For the hunter, it was a dreamlike vision. The scientist was out of breath, his clothes scattered across his body, giving a thoroughly erotic view of his sweaty skin. Strands of his already naturally messy hair were stuck to his forehead. He didn't even wait before pulling his pants and boxers down, making his own cock spring hard into the air, swinging until he caught it with his own hand, squeezing the lube bottle onto his glans.
Despite Alyosha's adorable and cute appearance, not only his body, but the rest of him was deceiving too! His cock hung low compared to his height, an admirable quality along with those heavy balls that made Mitya's head spin. This was far from the first time the two had make out, and Mitya could attest: the amount of cum Alyosha could produce, disregarding his potency, was greater than that of an average man!
He still remembers how speechless he was when they were together for the first time. Of course, just out of curiosity he’d convinced Alyosha to cum into a small plastic cup (one of those sample ones, you know how they are) and by the Seven, the blush that rose to Mitya's cheeks and the thirsty gleam in his eyes that day was instantaneous!
So, anyway…
Alyosha began rubbing his fingers together, letting out hoarse groans, feeling himself dried out by Mitya's fixed and lecherous gaze. The other boy continued to jerk off slowly, taking advantage of the moment to smear his fingers with his own pre-cum, focusing on the glans.
"I can't wait any longer," the hunter grunted, leaning forward and resting a hand on the upholstery of the sofa back. His muffled breath brushed against Mitya's sticky face.
"You don't even need to tell me!" Mitya bit his lip, letting his gaze slide over the hunter's bare torso, squinting at the sight of that mast of flesh.
With a low groan and closing his eyes, holding his breath, Alyosha ran a hand down Mitya's leg, pushing it against the boy's torso. With the other, he began to brush the head of his cock against the scientist's smooth, pink rim, sliding it and threatening to inseminate him.
"Go on already..." Mitya grunted, speaking awkwardly because of the saliva accumulating in his mouth, feeling the pressure building inside him.
Alyosha didn't argue, aligning his member against the scientist's entrance, letting out a long, hoarse groan as his glans finally began to penetrate him, invading his interior and stretching his folds. He squeezed his eyelids shut, feeling Mitya's insides beginning to swallow his cock with each new inch he added inside.
"Agh! Fuck!" The scientist threw his head back and stuck his tongue out, feeling a tingling in his stomach and the sensation of something strange to his body entering him.
"You're still so tight..." Alyosha breathed through his teeth, grabbing the base of his own cock, continuing to penetrate him, gripping the sofa cushions tighter. "Fuh- How are you still so tight? Fuck, so hot. Hmph, squishy..."
Mitya's insides were already somewhat slick, but Alyosha wanted more. He was doing his best to save money obviously, but the lust flooding his mind threw any logic of saving out the window! If there was one thing he loved to do whenever he fucked his friend's brains, it was to use twice the amount of lube to slide in without any problem whatsoever!
Taking the bottle again, he squeezed it near the boy's entrance, with only half of his cock inside. Leaning even further forward, his nose just inches from Mitya's, he began to slowly move his hips, spreading more of the lube inside him.
"Ah! Alyosha..." Mitya groaned, looking deep into the hunter's golden eyes.
"Say my name again," Alyosha closed his eyes and exhaled heavily, deepening the inches inside.
“A- Alyosha ...!” Mitya grabbed Alyosha's cheeks, touching their foreheads and crossing his legs behind the boy's back, finally feeling his hips bump against his buttocks.
The two boys breathed into each other's mouths. Supporting one hand on the upholstery above Mitya's head and holding one of his legs with the other, Alyosha began to move his hips back and forth in a slow rhythm that gradually accelerated. The scientist's cries and whimpers were whiny, releasing the hunter’s cheeks to squeeze his hard trapezius muscle, trying to press their bodies together in an embrace.
“Oh, fuck! Yeah, that’s it!”
Mitya cried out, feeling Alyosha's glans hit his prostate, sinking in and kissing the walls of his rectum. An intense tingling and an absurdly good pressure spread, making Mitya's cock throb and a little pre-cum splatter on his abs. He looked like a begging puppy, which, apparently, encouraged Alyosha to be even more brutal.
The thrusts increased in rhythm as the minutes passed; at first, they were gentle and affectionate, but with each moan and gasp of Mitya's breath, he felt Alyosha's nuts hitting his buttocks harder. The hunter's glans pressed hard against the entrance of his rectum, kissing and sucking its interior, painting it with his precum that spread along his hung base, expanding its folds.
Wet sounds and the noises of lubricant rubbing between Mitya's pucker and Alyosha's robust cock echoed off the apartment walls. Even though the scientist himself couldn't see, Alyosha licked his lips, watching how small bubbles formed thanks to the excess lube – he would give Mitya another one later.
“Shit, I don't know if I'll last much longer... You’re really squishing me good!”
Alyosha choked on his own breath as his hips trembled and the thrusts became increasingly erratic. With each movement, he pulled his hips back, pushing them hard, hammering and kneading Mitya's insides, molding his interior to accommodate him, careful not to drool on the scientist's chest, so good was the sensation that engulfed him.
“N-No need... to last! I’m closer too!” Mitya looked deep into Alyosha's eyes, grabbing him by the nape and pulling him in for another wet, sloppy kiss.
The hunter gripped the padded backrest tightly, increasing the pace of his thrusts, almost pulling his cock completely out of Mitya's ass before slamming it in hard again.
“Agh-!” Mitya felt an intense emptiness, looking down and seeing Alyosha's hung cock unintentionally brushing against his own, completely slicked and shiny in lube. It had slipped out unintentionally.
"Oops... Sorry." The hunter grunted, taking his own dick in his hand, shoving it back into the scientist with tremendous ease, continuing to knead and breed like a wolf in rut.
"I'm gonna come..." Alyosha warned, breathing through clenched teeth.
"Inside! Cum inside~!" Mitya moaned softly, tilting his head forward, feeling a heavy pressure on his bladder.
"Are you sure?" The hunter was beginning to lose his composure.
"Fuck, yes!" Mitya agreed.
With a hoarse groan, Alyosha thrust his hips a few more times, slamming them against Mitya's sticky, gooey entrance until he felt pressure emanating from his own glans. He howled in a growl and sank completely inside the scientist, feeling his balls tighten as ropes and more ropes of cum began to gush into his friend, completely flooding him with his baby batter.
Mitya choked on a groan, feeling his own cock throb hard as his own cum slammed against his abs and chest, even splashing onto his cheek and staining his dress shirt in the process. The sensation of Alyosha's thick, warm and viscous cream began to take over inside his guts, feeling something wet trickling out.
However, before he could even break free from Alyosha, his still-hard cock began thrusting the dripping jizz back inside, increasing the sound of their wet, sticky thumping.
“Ly- Lyosha...!” Mitya groaned, swallowing hard.
"I can't let it leak!" Alyosha grumbled, leaning forward, continuing to thrust. His load began to thicken and became creamier inside and outside Mitya. "Just a little… more!"
The scientist merely breathed rapidly and irregularly, nodding repeatedly. Alyosha's hands pressed against Mitya's sides, pinning him to the seat as he increased the pace a few more times, thrusting desperately before sinking completely, letting out another howl and flooding Mitya with a correspondingly smaller amount of cum.
"Phew!" Alyosha exhaled heavily, finally detaching himself from the boy and sliding his now half-hard cock out. A generous drop of cum dripped from his glans, hitting the apartment carpet, while a powerful jet of creamy, white jizz gushed and spurted from Mitya's ass.
"Ah! Oh... fuck...!" The scientist's chest rose and fell repeatedly. His ears were filled with the wet squelching of his pucker opening, spilling out that enormous amount of Alyosha’s baby batter. "Ah..."
"Sorry about the carpet," Alyosha said, regulating his breathing, looking at the Mitya’s distraught state, licking his canines and observing that completely sticky and soiled but covered in semen, his semen. "I'll help you clean it up later."
If Mitya could, the hunter had no doubt that he would be pregnant with his pups by now. Well, it's not that he didn't want to, but a) he was too young to be a father, b) he wouldn’t even be able to take care of a child! Of course, Vodya, Odette and Mitya himself earned much more than him, but he would want to provide for his own child if he had one.
Anyway! That wasn't relevant right now. Alyosha's ears drooped at Mitya's whimpering. The hunter shook his head, raising his eyebrows at his friend.
“Lyosha...” Mitya groaned softly, unable to speak properly. His mind was spinning, running two fingers over his own sticky ass. A little bit of cum was still dripping from the entrance, but it was clear there was a lot more inside.
"I know. I know," Alyosha laughed, crouching in front of Mitya, biting his dirty thigh with his canines, looking deep into his eyes. "I'll clean this up for you too."