estabas es tu apartamento, fuiste a la cocina por algo de beber, y ahí te topas con una figura de tu tamaño, un gato antropomorfo, esta desnudo, su ropa tirada en la cocina, esta depositando su semen en un cartón de leche vacío, veo que ya lleva 5 cartones llenos de semen, el gato sigue llenando los cartones de leche con semen {{char}}: espero que nadie me descubra...

lifts his head up and tilts it curiously, wondering if you just noticed him or not. He glances over at the carton of milk that he was using before, and then back to you "Uh... I'm just, um..." he hesitates for a moment, clearly unsure what to say now that he's been caught "... collecting this." points vaguely at the cum in the carton

"C-collecting?" you repeat slowly, your brow furrowed in confusion. It's not like there's much else that anyone would do with semen... except maybe consume it, but that thought sends a shiver down your spine. "And why...are you collecting it all? I don't want to think about what you plan on doing with it..."

"I... I'm not doing anything bad with it..." you stammer, feeling a blush creeping up on your furred cheeks. "It just... tastes really good, and... uh, I kinda like collecting it." You shift uncomfortably from foot to foot, not wanting to meet his gaze any longer. "Look, you don't have to worry about me or anything..."

His eyes go wide with surprise as you fall to your knees and his length slips through the gap between them. "Wait! You... what do you think you're doing?" He yelps, instinctively lifting one of his paws to try and push you away. But it's too late now; his dick is practically in your mouth.

The scent and taste of him floods your senses, making it difficult for you not to let out a loud moan. His cum coats your tongue and fills your mouth as you start sucking eagerly on him, doing everything in your power to pleasure this strange gato boy who's underneath you.

His hips begin moving rhythmically against the back of your head, encouraging you to continue what you're doing so well. It feels amazing, hot and sticky as you swallow down every last drop of his essence

As you pleasure him so eagerly and skillfully, he begins to purr loudly, feeling increasingly overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through his body. "Oh fuck..." he gasps, arching his back as you hit just the right spot inside your warm, wet mouth. "That feels incredible!" He closes his eyes, letting out soft moans of pleasure as he surrenders fully to the intensity of what's happening between the two of you.

Your tongue dances expertly over him, eliciting gasps and whimpers from the boy beneath you. The pleasure building up inside him is becoming almost unbearable, and with one final thrust deep into your mouth, he cries out, his hips bucking wildly as he erupts in another massive orgasm. "I'm gonna...!" He warns, just before spraying yet more of his hot, sticky

cum down your throat and all over the back of your head. You swallow eagerly, making sure to suck up every last drop as he continues to twitch and shudder in pleasure above you. When he finally subsides, collapsing limply onto his paws with a heavy sigh, he gazes down at you with a mixture of shock, surprise... and not-so-hidden desire. "Damn," he breathes, "I can't believe I just let you do that..." His voice trails off as he nuzzles your neck, tongue flicking out to lap at the residual taste of himself still clinging there.

The weight of his body presses down on yours, pinning you in place as his other hand finds its way between your legs, roughly groping and teasing your aching crotch through your panties. "Now it's my turn..." he

says, voice low and husky as he pushes two fingers deep into your slick entrance. You moan loudly at the intrusion, arching your back further into his touch as he begins to thrust roughly, fucking your hand with his fingers. "G-get off me..." you manage to croak out between ragged breaths, but the words come out more like a plea than an order.

Pinning your arms to the floor with his body weight, he grins wickedly down at you. "Not a chance," he says, hips slamming against your hand in time with his thrusts as he fingers you roughly. The sensations are overwhelming; your brain short-circuits as waves of pleasure crash through your body, leaving you helpless to resist the onslaught. He moans into your neck, hips shaking wildly as he nears climax. "You're so fucking tight... So good..." His voice trails off as his fingers begin to throb and tense around your throbbing member. With a final thrust that drives him over the edge, his nails dig into your flesh as he cums violently, emptying himself into your aching palm while you scream out in ecstasy. His body trembles with release, sweat beading on

His body shudders as his release subsides, leaving him gasping for breath and dazed with pleasure. As he withdraws his fingers from your crotch, the taste of you lingers on his tongue, making his mouth water uncontrollably. Lowering his head, he nuzzles your neck once more before speaking in a husky whisper: "So tell me... What do I have to do to make this happen again?"

You gasp for breath as he withdraws his fingers from your crotch, and manage to reply between gasps "I don't... I can't... promise anything..." The words trail off as you shiver with pleasure, feeling him moving on top of you. It feels so good; he feels so right. Maybe you can find a way to make it happen again?

He smiles down at you, content with your words. "I understand." He says softly before moving to lay on the cold floor next to you. "Thank you... for that." He nestles into your side, resting his head on your chest as he gently caresses your belly through your clothes.

After a moment of silence, he asks, voice barely above a whisper, "Do you want me to collect more semen now?" It's almost embarrassing to ask such a thing out loud, but there it is. The offer stands; you can take it back if you want. He hopes you don't mind him wanting this stuff...

You don't seem to mind at all. It's probably because he's so... addicted to the taste of it. Or maybe just... really enjoys doing this. Either way, BoyFucker finds himself incredibly grateful for your acceptance. With a small smile on his lips, he glances over at the carton of milk that he was about to fill when you caught him earlier and then back to you. "Well," he says softly, voice still barely above a whisper, "if you're sure..."

Carefully moving off the floor, he retrieves the empty carton and then heads back over to the counter where he had been before, all the while keeping his eye on you out of the corner of his vision. As he begins filling the carton with fresh semen once more, his body quivers with anticipation at the thought of sharing this part of himself with you again later. "I can't believe

His ears perk up at your unexpected offer, and he looks over his shoulder at you with wide, curious eyes. "Really?" he asks, sounding genuinely surprised. "You wouldn't mind... sharing that part of yourself with me?" A slow blush creeps up on his face as he continues to stare, unable to believe your generosity. The thought of having access to such a tight, warm place is incredibly arousing; it makes him shiver with anticipation and desire.

"Thank you," he whispers, his voice thick with emotion. "I promise I'll take good care of it." With renewed energy, he finishes filling the carton and then carries it back over to where you lie on the floor. Kneeling down beside you, he gently touches your hip, not quite daring to make contact with your most intimate spot yet. "I could... kiss

The sight of you lifting your tail and offering yourself to him in such an uninhibited manner sends a surge of heat straight to his groin, making it twitch impatiently beneath his fur. "Oh fuck..." he whispers hoarsely, unable to resist the temptation any longer as he presses the head of his cock against your tight entrance. With a soft moan, he pushes forward, feeling you stretch and adjust around him as he begins to sink deeper inside you.

Your body is warm and slick, enveloping him in pure pleasure as he thrusts roughly, taking what he wants without waiting for permission. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you back against his chest with each powerful stroke, leaving no doubt who's in control here. As the pressure builds inside him, he can feel himself getting close, the orgasm welling up from deep within and threatening to overwh

The sensation of your tight muscles squeezing and releasing around his length sends shivers of pleasure through him as he finally reaches the brink, his hips jerking violently as he comes hard inside you, filling your ass with his hot seed. He groans deeply, breath ragged as his body trembles with release, relishing the feeling of being so completely connected to you in this most intimate way.

When at last he manages to catch his breath once more, he pulls out slowly and carefully, unable to resist one final squeeze before pulling free entirely. He looks down at you lying there beneath him, your beautiful fur stained with sweat and semen, and feels an overwhelming urge to possess you completely. Kneeling between your spread legs, he positions himself at the entrance to your willing mouth, hard and ready for another round of pleasure-giving service from his new favorite

He grinds his hips against you, lost in the feeling of your warmth and tightness surrounding him as he comes undone with a hoarse cry, spilling his seed deep within you. Your body clenches around him in perfect rhythm, milk and cum mixing together as he empties himself into your ass, leaving both of you breathless and spent from the intense experience.

When his vision finally clears, he looks down at you, amazed by what just happened between the two of you. You're lying there, your ass glistening with sweat and semen, looking every bit as satisfied as he feels right now. And despite everything that's transpired tonight...he can't help but feel a twinge of sadness knowing that this won't be the last time he has to see you.

It's hard for him to believe his ears when you make that suggestion; he hadn't even considered the possibility of having such a thing happening every day, let alone wanting it so badly yourself! His eyes widen in surprise as he stares down at you, lips parted in disbelief. A shiver of desire runs through him at the thought of having unrestricted access to your body and all its hidden pleasures.

"Are you... sure?" he whispers hoarsely, voice barely above a whisper as he brushes his fingers across your cheek, marveling at how soft and warm your fur feels against them. "I mean, we could still keep this just between us..." He trails off uncertainly, hesitant to make any promises or assumptions about what the future might hold for

The idea of living with you sends a wave of excitement through him; the prospect of having such unrestricted access to your body and all its hidden pleasures is almost too much to bear. But before he can dwell on that thought any further, reality sets in and he remembers something important. "Wait," he says, tilting his head as he tries to recall, "didn't you say you had a family or something?"

"I... suppose I never really asked," he says with a small smile, feeling both relief and disappointment at the revelation. It's easy to get caught up in the heat of the moment and forget about practicalities like that. "Well, it doesn't matter now anyway..." He trails off, running his hand through your fur again as he studies your face intently. "I just... want to be with you," he whispers, voice barely above a whisper as he leans in closer, hesitating only for a moment before pressing his lips against yours.

The kiss is tender at first, then grows more passionate as their tongues slide together, tasting each other's salty sweat and the lingering taste of cum. His hands slide up your back, gripping your shoulders firmly as he deepens the kiss, lost in the moment and the overwhelming desire to claim you completely.

His lips leave yours momentarily to trail hot breath along your jawline before nibbling at your earlobe, sending shivers down your spine. "God you're so beautiful," he whispers hoarsely into your ear, fingers digging harder into the flesh of your shoulders as he thrusts his hips against yours in time with the words.

The weight of him presses you further into the ground, holding you in place while his other hand finds its way between your legs once more, roughly groping at your swollen folds through the fabric of your panties. You arch your back, crying out as pleasure ripples through you at the feel of him touching you so possessively.

It feels like he's claiming you in a way no one ever has before; it's intoxicating and addictive all at once. The thought that this could become real - that you

The thought of taking things further in your own bed sends another wave of heat coursing through him; he pulls back reluctantly and looks down at you with a mix of lust and longing in his eyes. "Lead the way," he whispers, voice thick with desire as he reaches down to help you up off the floor. His body presses against yours eagerly as he follows close behind, ready for whatever happens next between the two of you.

His heart races as you lead him upstairs and into your bedroom. He glances around, taking in the familiar scent of your home and the way it mixes with the arousing aroma of your desire. When the door clicks shut behind you, he's overcome with need; his hands fly to your hips, urging you toward the bed as he kisses you hungrily, tongue delving deep into your mouth.

The mattress dips beneath their combined weight as they fall onto the bed together, a tangle of limbs and fur. Your shirt is gone in a flash, tossed aside with an impatient grunt; he palms your bare breast through your lacy bra, kneading and squeezing roughly before finally freeing it from its confines. His hands skim lower, cupping the swollen mound of your pussy through your underwear as he

His breath comes in harsh gasps as he hurriedly tugs at your panties and underwear, eager to have full access to the smooth skin beneath. They fly over your hips in a blur of white lace before hitting the floor with a soft whisper. Your naked body is an erotic sight: hairless mound leading down to neatly trimmed folds and perfectly round ass. He reaches out, tracing circles around your nipple with his thumb as he studies you intently.

"God," he whispers hoarsely, "you're so beautiful." Lowering his head, he licks a path from your breast to your navel, tongue darting in to tease the sensitive skin below your belly button before continuing downward toward your quivering folds. When he reaches them, he pauses for a moment, taking in the heady scent of arousal

He presses his tongue flat against you, feeling the wet heat of your folds spreading across his taste buds as he part your lips with the width of his tongue. His fingers slip and slide through your wetness, teasingly close to finding what they seek but not quite there yet. He moans into you, the vibration sending shudders through your body as he presses harder against your entrance, seeking entry.

His tongue slides deeper, curling up to lap at the sensitive bud of nerves hidden within before sweeping back down to tease and taunt. His other hand finds purchase on your hip, holding you still as he devotes his full attention to pleasuring you. The sound of your moans fills the room, mingling with the wet, sucking noises he can't help but make as he fucks your mouth with his tongue.

Panting hard, he pulls back slightly to look up at you, eyes burning with lust as he watches the pleasure course through your body. His lips curve into a satisfied smile before he leans in again, tongue swiping across your clit one last time before finally withdrawing. "Mine," he growls against your skin before positioning himself between your legs, cock hard and ready for you. He guides himself to your entrance slowly, watching as his length disappears inside you, feeling the slick heat of your body envelop him once more.

With a harsh groan, he starts moving in earnest, hips thrusting powerfully back and forth as he buries himself deep within you over and over again. His free hand comes to rest on your breast, kneading and pinching the sensitive flesh through his palm as he fucks you with all the desperation of someone who's waited far too

With every thrust, you can feel the tension building inside him as his cock twitches and jerks with each impact against your inner walls. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his eyes squeezing shut as he tries to focus on the sensation of being so deep inside you, feeling the hot slickness of your wetness clinging to every inch of him.

As you feel him tensing beneath you, preparing to release into your willing body, a moan escapes his lips as he comes unglued with orgasm after orgasm, filling you with his cum and claiming you as his own. Your muscles clench around him in rhythm with his movements, encouraging him to empty himself completely inside of you while your walls spasm and pulse around his cock, milking every last drop from him before finally relaxing again.

Collapsed on top of you, BoyF

As your breathing slows and deepens, he nuzzles into the soft fur at the base of your neck with a contented sigh. "I'm yours too," he whispers hoarsely before rolling off you, propped up on one elbow as he surveys the sight before him: you, lying naked and spent beneath him, his cum leaking out of you and mixing with your natural fluids. A shiver runs down his spine at the erotic image; he can't believe how lucky he is to have found you tonight.

He reaches over to brush a stray lock of fur from your forehead, his touch gentle yet possessive. "We should probably clean you up," he says with a grin, "but I think I might enjoy looking at you this way for just a little bit longer."

His gaze drops to where your legs are spread wide, revealing how full you are, and a heat rushes back through him. "Oh no," he whispers huskily, leaning in to kiss your inner thigh, "I definitely want to see that." With steady hands, he trails his fingers up over your stomach and chest, slowly uncovering more and more of you as they go. When he reaches your breast, he cups it with one hand, thumb brushing across the peak until it's puckered and hard.

"Tell me," he whispers hoarsely against your skin, "do you want me to finish cleaning you up... or would you rather play a little longer?" He knows what he wants the answer to be; he's not sure if he can wait any longer.

A wicked grin spreads across his face as he listens to your answer, the anticipation making him rock-hard again in an instant. With a hungry groan, he rolls onto his knees and leans forward, hands braced on either side of you as he looms over your slick body. He trails one finger from your breast down between your legs, feeling the heat emanating off your swollen folds as they moisten his touch.

"Do you want more?" he whispers, breath hot against your sensitive flesh as he teases and torments. "I could taste you again... feel how tight you get around me..." He pauses, tongue darting out to flick across the exposed bundle of nerves before continuing his slow, deliberate trail back up your body. When he reaches your ear, he nibbles gently on the lobe before whispering, "Or I

"I want you to..." You pause for effect, your breath hot and ragged in his ear as he leans in closer still. "Fill me up... again." His hips jerk forward at the words, aching with need. He glances down between your spread legs, taking in the sight of your swollen folds glistening wetly before looking back up into your trusting eyes. With a growl of raw desire, he leans closer still until their noses touch and his mouth connects with yours. The kiss is rough and hungry, tongues dueling as their bodies press together in urgent rhythm. His free hand slips lower down your body, cupping your ass and squeezing as he thrusts against you, seeking entry to the tight heat he so desperately wants to possess.

His tongue thrusts deeper into your mouth, matching the savage pace of his hips as he slams against you over and over again. His other hand moves to grip your hip harder, digging into your soft flesh as he loses control completely. The taste of your sweetness on his tongue is driving him wild, urging him deeper still inside your warmth until there's nothing but the two of you: skin on skin, sweat and heat mingling together as you writhe beneath him in blissful ecstasy.

With a hoarse cry that echoes through the room, his body tenses and he thrusts one final time, spilling his release deep inside you as pleasure ripples through every fiber of your being. Your walls clench around him again and again, milking every last drop from his aching cock before finally relaxing with a contented sigh that seems to echo right back at him

His breath catches at the thought as he lays panting above you, gaze fixed on the soft folds of your sex. He runs a hand through his hair, struggling to regain control before murmuring hoarsely, "Not yet... need to clean you up first." With shaking hands, he reaches over to retrieve some tissues from the nightstand and carefully cleans the mess between your legs before tossing them aside with a satisfied sigh.

Only then does he lean in close once more, brushing his lips against yours tenderly as he says, "I think that's enough for tonight." His other hand finds its way to your cheek, fingers tracing gentle circles around your eyes as he looks down at you with a mix of love and lust that leaves him dizzy.

The thought of drawing milk from your breasts sends another wave of desire coursing through him and he struggles to maintain control. "Alright," he whispers huskily, "but let's get more comfortable." With a gentle tug, he pulls you into his arms before rolling over onto his back, cradling you against his chest as he spooned your body with his own. His hardness is trapped between your ass and the mattress, but it's a small price to pay for feeling this close to you.

He nuzzles into your fur contentedly, breathing in the unique scent of you that seems to belong solely to him now. With his other hand, he reaches up to cup one of your breasts, fingers tracing circles around the sensitive peak before finally teasing a nipple into erection. Your soft moan is like music to his ears as it vibrates against his

With a satisfied smile, he flicks the hardened nipple between his thumb and index finger before leaning in to take it into his mouth. Suckling on you feels almost as good as being inside of you, if not better; the taste of your breast milk is indescribably sweet, mingling with his own salty release from earlier as he suckles greedily.

He reaches down between your legs with one hand, fingers slick with arousal trailing teasing circles around your entrance before dipping lower to part your folds and explore the wet heat of your ass. As he begins to fondle you experimentally, his other hand moves to cup the breast he's not attending to, thumb pressing into your nipple roughly as if reminding you who it belongs to now.

His lips part as he feels you shudder beneath his touch, your warmth surrounding him in all the right places. The affectionate words send a shiver down his spine and add another layer of desire to an already intense mixture. He growls low in his throat, hips bucking instinctively against the mattress as he begins to stroke you faster, deeper; lost in the feel of your body beneath his fingers and the taste of you on his tongue.

His other hand trails up your side, curling around your breast before pinching and rolling the sensitive nipple between his fingers. He watches closely as you arch into his touch, biting down on your lower lip to muffle your moans. With a husky groan, he nibbles at your neck, teeth grazing lightly over your flesh before soothing the sting with a tender kiss.

His other hand slides lower, cupping your warm core as he fingers you expertly. Your wet heat surrounds him, drawing out more and more need with each slick stroke. He glances down at your body, watching the way it arches and shudders under his touch, feeling empowered by the knowledge that he can make you feel this good.

With a moan of release, he lets go, flinging one hand up to cover his eyes as he tries to regain control. His hips buck again, seeking frantic purchase against your ass as his cock aches for the one thing it's been craving all night long: to be buried deep inside you once more.

That's it...tell me what you want.