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He had no idea how this happened. One moment, Kousen is getting into his apartment, greeting the tall monkey man doing the dishes, stretching the exhaustion of a morning walk home. The next, he's being pinned against the wall, that same man looming over him, nose against his neck taking a deep whiff. His lips, those sharp fangs, playfully poking the tender flesh, sending shivers up the younger monkey's spine. Bite already, he thought.

"So that's why you didn't come home last night," Enzo's gruff voice filled his ears, rumbling from the plump chest and making Kousen shudder. He was a beast of a man, dark gray fur covering most of his muscular body, except for the white on his forearms and the hairless chest and abs. That much was partly exposed by a tight tank that barely covered his nipples, but the younger monkey's attention went to that wizened face and the silky, crimson locks falling to each side, framing that teasing smirk of his. "Did you enjoy your evening with one of your many paramours, kid? You smell like him."

"S-So what if I did? I can go on dates with other guys," Kousen tried to look dejected, but the blush was visible even through his bright orange fur. His white shirt, more modest than what the old man wore, didn't hide his rising chest, his breathing rushing at having Enzo so close to him. This happened often: The old monkey teased him about his encounters, whether they were good friends or new adventures, and got him to share his experiences. Sometimes while reaching in his pants and offering to repeat them. It was all part of a game he very much enjoyed.

But Enzo was different today. He cupped his cheek tenderly, made him look up until their gazes crossed. The same seductive smile Kousen was used to seeing, but there was an unusual spark in his eyes. Something about it made the younger man's tail swish nervously, but a more skilled one coiled around it, keeping him in place.

"You can date as many guys as you want, but give this old man a chance sometime," he... he actually said that. Kousen's heart skipped a beat, and given how Enzo smirked, he somehow knew. "I could sweep you off your feet if you let me, handsome."

"Yeah, well..." his mouth was dry, his breathing as heavy as the tent on his pants, making it difficult to speak. "I would say yes if you actually asked me out."

"Oh," and for the first time in his life, Kousen saw that smirk falter. It was a second, a flash, but Enzo's eyebrows rose, his mouth half-open, uncertain. He stepped back, letting the younger man off the wall, and looked away for another second. But that spark returned in no time. "I guess you're right. I should walk the walk before complaining, right? So, what do you say we go out for lunch later today. My treat."

"Are you asking me out for real?" the heat now spreading through Kousen's cheeks was like no other he'd ever felt. Of all the things he and Enzo had done since meeting, this was what got to him in the end. It was his turn to look away, more overtly. "Yeah! Yeah, lunch. Sounds good. I'd love that, actually."

"Great! Look at us, planning lunch when I haven't even finished making breakfast," and he laughed as if nothing had happened. At the mention of breakfast, Kousen couldn't stop his stomach from growling, and that only made the old man's laughter louder. He dove in and rubbed his belly, his smile as wide as ever. "Let me get you something quick for now and you..." that same hand went down, cupping what had become a painfully visible bulge and getting a squeak out of the younger man. "You go take care of this bad boy. Unless you'd rather wait for me to do it."

He didn't give him a chance to reply before going back to the kitchen, chuckling to himself. Once again, this damn pervert got the better out of Kousen, and how much he wanted him to keep it up. But for now, he just scampered away, fully intending to take care of things.

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That afternoon came sooner than Kousen expected, and now he was walking into the park with a hulking monkey next to him. While he put on a snug shirt to let the fabric hug to his torso and show off his broad shoulders, Enzo had managed to outdo him with a teal shirt, the top buttons open and showing his cleft all the way down to the tuft of hair on his chest. A pair of sunglasses hung from the edge, pulling it just an extra inch, and the beige shorts added a casual air that made him even more attractive. Naturally, he got more than a few glances thrown his way.

"So..." Kousen started when he realized he had been staring. "Where are you taking me? How are you wooing me?"

"Like I need to woo you to get in your pants," he chuckled, not noticing the blush on the young monkey's face. "I... I actually don't know. I thought I would come up with something on the way here," he was looking away again. And for a moment, Kousen thought he saw a hint of red on his cheeks. But there was no way... right? "There was a food truck fair here this week, and I'm sure you went, but maybe some of them are still around. Sounds like a plan?"

"I do love a good food truck," and that was all it took to bring a smile to Enzo's lips. His arm fell around Kousen's shoulders, pulling him closer and turning the looks they got into envious ones. He tried focusing on the trees, on the people that were too busy with their own dates to mind theirs, at the familiar aroma of pork that suddenly filled his nostrils as they got further in.

Kousen's nose had yet to fail him. Close to the edge of the park, at a large plaza surrounded by small trees and bushes, there were a few colorful trucks gathered, each one with a small line of people in front. Most of them, the monkey had already tried, and just the memory of fried pastries, of fresh salads and masterfully seasoned beef were enough to make him drool. This time, however, his nose guided him towards the truck with the shortest line, as if predicting the lack of patience his hunger was likely to bring. He was the one pulling a surprised Enzo to that line, but once the older monkey picked up on the scent, his attention went towards the promise of food instead.

"You know," he leaned in and whispered, his hot breath on Kousen's ear making him shiver, "I bet my pork is better."

"You can't say that in front of them!" he whispered as well, faking outrage at what he knew was the truth. Enzo chuckled and nosed his neck, getting a few giggles out of him as they got closer to the truck. "Hi, I'll have a large serving of pulled pork, with a salad on the side."

"Make that two, young man," Enzo jumped in, already pulling out his wallet while the boar inside the truck nodded. As soon as he turned around, both monkeys exchanged a curious glance, knowing smiles on their lips as they tried not to laugh. It only took a few seconds for their food to be served, straight out of a large pot on the back, and as soon as Kousen had it in his hands, he stopped paying attention as Enzo paid.

Just a quick bite, to satiate his craving... The meat broke apart so easily, so tender, he had to scoop it up with his fork. But the moment he took that mouthful, juices danced around his tongue and warmed him to his very core. There was a sweet richness to it, soothing his body and calming his growling stomach, followed by an invigorating spice. He barely noticed Enzo guiding him to a small table on the plaza, and was in the middle of sitting down when he took the second bite. This time, he felt a shiver running from his cheeks and down his neck, bringing a smile to his lips as he chewed. By the time he dared open his eyes, he saw the older monkey sitting in front of him, poking at his own food and staring at him with a smile.

"What?" Kousen said with half a mouthful of pork and his cheeks growing even redder.

"You look so damn cute when you're eating," he actually said it! Kousen gulped the rest of his pork down and looked at his plate, trying his best to ignore the stare burning at him. And failing. "Can I tell you a secret, son?"

"Don't call me that," a flustered monkey looked back up, getting even more chuckles. He was enjoying all the teasing, the damn old man. He was lucky he looked so good... "Go ahead."

"This is my first real date in years," the impossible happened when Kousen stopped eating at those words, staring at Enzo in disbelief, looking for any hint of mockery in the old man's face. But all he found was a strange timidity that seemed out of character for him. Something that only made Kousen raise his eyebrow. "Don't give me that look! Listen, let's be honest: I'm hot as hell and pretty damn charming-

"Don't forget humble."

-so I don't have a shortage of willing partners. All it takes is a smile and they jump into bed with me. So..." and there it was again, that timid glint. That single second when his eyes rolled away, unable to hold Kousen's gaze. "I usually don't need this. The whole dating part. Don't get me wrong, I love easy sex, but I'm kind of rusty when it comes to this. I'm not really sure what to do from here."

"Oh!" and at least for now, that was all he could say. Enzo took advantage of the silence between them and started eating at last, a pleased groan rumbling in his throat. For a while he said nothing else, but kept throwing the occasional glance at Kousen, rekindling the fluster. "Well... You usually flirt on dates."

"I could flirt until your pants are soaked, you know that," and right on cue, as if to prove it, he reached over the table and brushed the younger man's knuckles with his fingertips. Jolts coursed through Kousen just from that single touch, more than any night he had shared with this man. "But you're more than just a fling."

"You're the devil..." the younger monkey said, his blush only growing as Enzo slipped his fingers between those slender ones, close to entwining their hands. Kousen squeezed back at first before pulling away with a pout, getting a chuckle out of the old man. One he decided to ignore as he took his phone, scrolling down. "I'm sure there's plenty we can do, just let me look something up real quick."

"Oh? Are you taking charge now?" he said between bites and low moans at the flavors dancing in his mouth. "Guess you're the one taking me on a date instead, then. I feel flattered such a handsome young man would be interested in an old fart like me."

"Anyone with even the tiniest hint of good taste would be interested in you," that got a chuckle out of Enzo, sounding just a bit higher than his usual sensually deep voice. Kousen was about to look up when a certain post got his attention, his eyes caught by those familiar shapes and colors. "Oh, this looks great!"

"What does?"

"There's a..." and he stopped. There was something in Enzo's face, the monkey trying to take a peek of his screen, eyebrows just a bit raised in curiosity. There was something about that, he wasn't sure what, that gave him just a bit of a fluster. And a lot of inspiration. "It's a surprise. Since I'm in charge of the date now, apparently."

"You really are taking charge, boy. Pretty handsome attitude," even now he was still trying to get him bothered. And succeeding, for the most part.

"Just finish your food, old man," he said and focused back on his meal, taking large bites and letting the flavor continue to warm him up. If he wanted a show, he sure as hell would get one.

What followed was a surprisingly comfortable silence, the occasional foot bumping Kousen and rubbing up his leg, never past his knee. Playful rather than horny, even if it was clear in Enzo's face that he wanted to go all the way up. The younger monkey tried his best to ignore it at first, but it did nothing to stop Enzo, or to keep his own blush from heating up. it was easier to just give in, and that's exactly what he did when he started rubbing back, teasing the old man. For a moment, he was sure he saw hints of a blush on his face, but if there were any, they vanished just as fast.

They barely noticed when their food was done, staying there for a few more seconds just looking at each other's smiles before Kousen finally grew conscious of it. What was he thinking, just gawking at another man in public like that. Talk about embarrassing. He stood up and stretched to get his attention away from Enzo, but his eyes were drawn back to him soon after when the old man took the plates and tossed them in the trash. Even the smallest of movements made the muscles on his back pop out through the fabric, enticing not only Kousen, but many other eyes around the park.

As soon as he returned, the young monkey linked their arms together, claiming him for all to see. Whether it was out of jealousy or simple lust, he had no idea, and his own blush resumed less than a second after the act was done, but neither of them let go. He just started walking, fully aware that Enzo would let him guide him towards whatever he was planning.

"So, are you telling me where we're going, or am I being kidnapped right now?" he leaned closer, nuzzling Kousen's cheek and leaving a quick kiss on it that only made his back grow stiff. "You better tie me up if you don't want me to run away. It's been a while since the last time I got tied up, actually."

"You always have a story, don't you?" Enzo's only reply was a grin, and the many thoughts that were surely hiding behind it. "You'll have to tell me that story later, actually. When we get back home."

"Taking me to your place on the first date? How daring."

"You always need to have the last word, don't you?" and before Enzo had the chance to react, Kousen's arm left his and wrapped around his waist instead, pulling the old man closer and almost making him stumble. "Let yourself be guided for once," and now he was the one kissing Enzo on the nose. It was all worth it for the sake of seeing the surprised and flustered expression on his face.

He just kept pulling him down a small road on the park, the trees spreading around them. Several other people walked through the same road, most of them couples, heading in the same direction. All he needed to know he was on the right path, and his smile only kept growing. He knew Enzo was throwing glances at him, and welcomed as they were, his excitement overshadowed them easily, practically exploding on his face as they arrived at their destination.

A wider area stretched in front of them, the path winding down in elegant curves that went around several tall walls and small stands, each one of them holding different sculptures, paintings and formations that the older monkey couldn't quite understand, yet he couldn't look away from them either. Several people walked around the area, stopping in front of each piece to admire the shapes and vibrant colors that, even at a distance, Enzo found himself enthralled by. He realized who this was for, however, and looked at the younger man next to him, seeing his eyes shining with awe and his lips trying not to curl into a childish smile.

"Art exhibit?" he whispered, getting a jump out of Kousen. He expected a blush, but that beaming smile remained, and it only made his heart skip a beat again. "I didn't know they put them outdoors like this. It's a nice detail."

"Right!? I bet the natural light really adds to them," there was that excited tone again, the kind that he had only heard out of him when talking out of food, or chatting with Silvio about the games he liked the most. That joyous sentiment is what made Kousen take the initiative again and hold Enzo's hand, surprising him again as he pulled him over.

"So, what exactly is all of this?" he asked when they stopped merely a few steps away, with a bit of a skid as the young man stared in awe, not at a painting but at pictures of several buildings, their doorframes adorned with flower engravings, windows in elegant curves and walls painted with a mishmash of colors that somehow worked together.

"Oh! This is art nouveau!" that same excited tone, but this time it was with a much louder voice, practically jumping on the spot. "It's from around the late 19thcentury, when it started as a sort of defiance to the more traditional, academic styles of the time, so it's kind of a rebellion, in a sense. I just love it so much," he started moving again, gesturing at the prints and paintings waiting ahead to be seen.

"Sometimes I forget just how passionate you can get with art," Enzo admitted while looking at a tall golden vase painted with long, winding black vines and large leaves. "What do you like so much about it?"

"Everything! I mean, look at all this. It's brazen and defiant without losing an inch of grace. It borrows nature's curves rather than forcing them, and the colors are always vibrant and mix with each other perfectly. There's harmony between the shapes and colors, everything has its place and it still feels just a little bit chaotic, and the way they used poses and cloth, wow..." his eyes, once again, were shining as he walked next to other pieces, from proper sculptures to paintings that looked both old and new, some of which reminded Enzo of fancy perfume boxes he'd seen in his youth. But as if noticing his own words, Kousen suddenly stopped, blushing. "I'm geeking out, sorry. I just really love this. Kind of dragged you here, didn't I?"

"Nonsense! I asked. And I like seeing you get so into it, it's cute. You're cute," Enzo joined the younger man, walking next to him with an arm around his shoulder. Kousen looked away hoping his date wouldn't notice the shaky, silly smile plastered on his lips now. They ended up in front of a certain picture, one the younger monkey easily recognized: A beautiful woman dressed in a golden dress, against a background of the exact same color. Despite that, the contours of her body were easy to tell apart, keeping her separate from the world around her. A shine of her own, the kind that made it easy to be enthralled by her. Anyone could tell this was just a print, a mere imitation, and it only made the effect the more surprising. The real thing must be spectacular to see, and Enzo stared in similar awe. "Yeah... I see what you mean, son. It just has a way of standing out all on its own. You really have amazing taste."

"T-Thanks..." he heard his own shaky tone and felt like a fool for it. But Enzo heard it as well and looked away, suddenly sheepish. "I told you not to call me that. Won't kill you to use my name."

"You're absolutely right," he admitted with just a hint of a blush and a smile that carried no sex appeal whatsoever. Just an honest, cheerful grin, something he had rarely seen on Enzo's lips, now that he thought about it. The older monkey leaned closer, close enough that he felt his hot breath on his ear, his body shuddering as he remembered the many times those sharp fangs nibbled on him, that tongue played with his skin. Yet, this time in particular, he stayed just far enough that all his ears would get was the deep timbre of his voice. "Kousen..."

That... Of all things, it was hearing his own name that made Kousen's manhood stir in his pants. That deep, velvety voice calling out to him filled him with more fire than anything else.

"It is a lovely name. For a lovely man," and Enzo kissed his ear. A quick, shameless peck that got the younger monkey to squirm. They kept moving, his body guided by that muscular arm around his shoulder, pulled in just enough that his head pressed against Enzo's chest, feeling the warmth of his body and the echo of his heartbeat. "Is this a dating spot or something? There's a lot of couples around."

Only then did Kousen bother looking around, confirming that the older monkey was right. There were many other people around them, but most of them were huddled in pairs, guys talking to girls in whispers, a few guys holding hands while looking at actual paintings, the very occasional group of four that he now figured were on double dates. Most likely, rather than a dating spot, it was more that a few couples decided to take advantage of a pretty event like this. He was the type of guy that would take a date here, as proven, so why wouldn't other folks do the same?

And then a spark of genius hit him.

"Are there? I didn't notice," the younger monkey looked around in the most exaggerated manner, stealthily raising one hand until it held Enzo's on his shoulder, fingers entwined. "I'm too focused on my own handsome man to tell what anyone else is doing."

He heard a sudden cough. And he felt the older man next to him stumble, almost tripping on his own feet. But most of all, he looked up and saw Enzo avoiding his eyes, with cheeks as bright red as his luscious locks. What little he managed to catch of his face, he noticed his eyes spread wide open and his lips pursed, trying to look for the right words to use, the right answer to give. Yet, he came short. It was the first time Kousen saw that, and to be the cause inflated his ego more than any other thing in his life he could think of. He followed up by pulling the monkey's hand closer, kissing his fingers and getting a tiny whimper out of him, wondering just how far he could push him.

"Enough of that," Enzo cut him off before he could do anything else, pulling his arm away and shoving his hands on his pockets. The old monkey was suddenly walking stiffly, his breathing too rushed and his face still with a few rosy hints. Kousen would be thinking he pushed too far with the teasing if he didn't remember all the times Enzo did the exact same things to him, always getting him in bed by the end of it. It was time for him to be on the other end of the exchange. And it only took a few seconds for the old monkey to start chuckling. "You're too damn charming for your own good, kid. It's bound to get you in trouble one of these days."

"You would know about being too charming, eh?" Kousen said. The same tint lingered on Enzo's cheeks, but his confident smirk was back. With no other words, the old man's arm wrapped around his date's waist, pulling him closer as he leaned down. There was little fanfare, no hushed whispers or shaky hands as their lips met in a kiss, tender, heads turning to the side to better link together. A tongue slipping inside his mouth and making him shudder, fangs nicking at his lips to tease him just a little bit more. It was over a few seconds after. Not their first, definitely not their last.

"What do you say we skip all the way to dessert now, handsome?" Enzo's had regained that sultry tone he was known for, but there was just a bit of unusual shakiness in his words. Excitement, that's what it was, for sure.

"What makes you think I'm the type to go all the way on the first date?" at that, Enzo raised an eyebrow. "I should feel offended. You're lucky you're hot."

"I'm definitely taking you out on more dates. But right now," the same arm that was around the monkey's waist was now going lower, fingers slipping under his shirt, teasing his sensitive skin, "I really need to get my hands all over this meal. So, we could go home, or..."

"...Or?" that was pointless, of course. Kousen knew exactly what the old man was implying. A single glance over the edge of the park was enough, the area where the trees were thicker, perfect for the kind of rendezvous they both had in mind.

Kousen looked around nervously, but Enzo simply pulled him as he went on, stepping between the trees without so much as a glance over his shoulder. Maybe it was experience, maybe he just didn't care. Either case, they abandoned any prying eyes as they dove further into the park, the sound of people replaced by the gentle silence of nature. It was amazing how, in a single second, the entire world changed around them, giving them exactly the kind of privacy they needed.

Those were all platitudes that vanished as soon as he was in Enzo's arms, pinned against a tree and pulled into another kiss. Deeper, far more passionate than the last, with a thick tongue forcing its way in his mouth and a pair of hands lifting his shirt, rubbing his abs, thumbs playing with his perky nipples. Mere seconds in and he was already moaning, muffled by that strong mouth, that body looming over him, pressing and grinding bulges together. One hell of a bulge, at that... How the old man managed to hide that beast was something that continued to evade him, but he wasn't about to complain if he had the chance to hold it in his hands.

"Kousen..." he whispered his name again and it made the young monkey shiver. Enzo's hot breath on his lips, on his neck as he kissed and bit his way down was making his toes curl. The shirt soon pulled over his shoulders and fell aside, leaving his chest exposed for those sharp fangs to clamp around his nipple, and in a moment of vanity he flexed to give him just a bigger mouthful. The almost musical groan that left Enzo was heavenly, his free hand groping the other side, tweaking his nipple, the moans coming out richly.

"I-I thought I would- Oh! That tickles..." Enzo had reached his navel, kissing up and down, teasing the edge of his pants with those sharp fangs. The tickle only gave way to more shuddering, and he clawed at the tree behind him, his back arching, his hips bucking forward, desperate to get more out of the old man's mouth. "Thought I'd be giving you head..."

"And miss out on worshipping all of this?" his hands went up and groped both of Kousen's pecs, giving them yet another squeeze. He whimpered and shook slightly at the touch, his body burning brightly with desire, while Enzo's fangs played with the edge of his pants, pulling down just to let him know he was going. The younger man couldn't wait and his own hands reached for his zipper, pulling it down, practically snapping the button off. "Eager much?" Enzo chuckled, right before pulling the pants and underwear down in one swift motion.

Kousen gasped as his legs were exposed, his length jumping out and almost smacking Enzo on the chin. The throbbing member leaked generously, foreskin only covering half of his head, and the old man was the one who took it, pulling it all the way back to the symphony of his loud moans. Enzo gasped at the sight, his hand closing around the base and pulling it up, exposing those heavy balls. He leaned without hesitation, his nose pressed against them and taking a deep whiff of the young man's scent, kissing them with both eyes closed and his entire body shuddering in bliss, just like Kousen himself.

"Enzo..." he gasped, a hand shyly holding his head, fingers slipping through those silky locks, gently pulling him closer to his junk.

"It's been a while since I gave head," he said with another kiss, this time going up to the base, nuzzling it, sucking on the underside and letting his tongue out to coil around it. "Because all the guys I end up with look at this beast of a man and think they must bear my children."

"There's that humility again," and for that particular but of snark, the monkey got one of his balls taken in fully, sucked by the much more experienced mouth around his junk. He had to bite his knuckle, fearing that the moans would be loud enough that they would get caught even this far out.

"Most people see a very strict top. Sometimes I miss the taste of dick," he gave him a long lick, all the way up his length, to mark his words. The foreskin pushed back up and he held it in place, his tongue slipping inside, playing with Kousen's edge just to see him squirm under his touch. When he pulled out, it was with a careful lap, gobbling down the shining drop of pre that had been hanging in front of his eyes. "And you have one hell of a tasty dick, son."

"I warned you, old man," despite his gasping, Kousen still managed to hold Enzo's head, pushing it onto his dick. The old monkey opened right on time to take the head in, but didn't expect being shoved halfway down. A pleased, shaky moan escaped him as his tongue coiled around the length, and he bobbed up and down, licking along the way, playing with the foreskin. The younger man simply reared his head back, his hips swaying lightly with the motions, only teasing that warm throat. "Fuck... Of course you give amazing head, too."

A chuckle, and then Enzo's hands reached around, holding his buttocks, giving them the same kind of squeeze he had so far reserved for his chest. The young monkey didn't need to keep his own pushes when he was the one forced forward, his dick buried deep inside Enzo's throat and his cheeks spread apart, groped as roughly as those strong hands could. He moaned from the shock at first, but the more that tongue coiled around his base, the harder the old monkey sucked him in... His mouth was heaven, easy as that. Kousen's knees started to grow weak just from how good he was being taken.

Enzo looked up, a smirk crossing his lips even while they were occupied, but he did nothing else until their eyes crossed. Only then, when he knew he had caught a glance of his date, did his fingers move closer to his hole, poking against the tender, tight flesh, sliding one in at first. At last, Kousen's knees buckled and he had to hold on to the old man's shoulders just to keep himself from falling to the ground; a chance Enzo took to go as deep down his member as he could, balls pressed against his chin.

"W-Wow! Ok... I-I need a..." his words were caught in his throat, a strand of drool rolling down the side of his mouth from the sheer intensity. And that was with the second finger barely starting to tease his entrance. As his back arched and his neck twisted and turned around, the young monkey pushed deeper, his cock burying further down Enzo's throat. Yet not a single complain came from that old man. Not a grunt or a gag, just that terrifyingly skilled togue coiling around his base, lips kissing his crotch while his throat muscles hugged tightly around him. Kousen gasped, trembling with his eyes rolling to the back of the school, looking for the strength to so much as speak up.

Enzo pulled back, that throbbing cock bouncing back the second it came out of his mouth, slapping its owner's abs and covering them in pre. He didn't remember the last time he leaked this much. The old man didn't even give him the chance to wipe it off, mouth pressed against the tip again, sucking on the side, going up and down with audible slurps as his tongue lapped at every inch available. All for the sake of teasing him of making him shudder in delight just a little bit more, the wicked bastard. He went down and kissed his crotch, his thighs, licking and sucking his balls until they were in his mouth again. A slow, tortuous process that made the young monkey moan louder with every passing second.

"Hey now, if you're not quiet someone might find us out here," he said, and yet kept kissing his length, his thick tongue lapping against the sensitive skin, making Kousen shudder. If only he had the strength of mind to talk back, but in such euphoria he had none. "Turn around."

That's right, he only had enough consciousness to obey. With a pleasured whimper, Kousen turned and leaned on the tree, arching his back to present himself to Enzo, exactly like the old man wanted. He arched his back just enough to expose as much of his butt as possible, and he felt those rough hands knead his muscles, pulling the plump cheeks apart to reveal the tight hole hiding underneath.

"You've been working out, I see," Enzo said with a spank. He told him to be quiet, yet that single slap resounded through the trees, likely heard by more than one person. When the same hand wandered up and yanked his tail up, Kousen forgot all about it with a surprised yelp. Few men could make him spread his legs this far apart, whimpering as that thick tongue pushed against his entrance and teased the tight flesh only for a few seconds. "You're being very quiet, boy."

"No, I'm not..." he blushed when he heard how high his own voice had gotten, all from a few licks. But before he could complain any longer, Enzo pushed back inside, his tongue wiggling all the way in. Inner walls started contracting around it and Kousen felt his body go numb, head rearing back as a low moan escaped him, echoing between the trees. His tail pulled even higher, he pushed his ass back, and Enzo's hands ended up on his hips, pulling him further. With his face practically buried between the monkey's cheeks, he growled inside him, Kousen's breathing now rushed. "You know... I'm u-usually the one... eating pussy out..."

"I know," Enzo said after pulling back. "I hear you and Silvio every night. You make my boy scream really loud, hard not to notice," Kousen felt his cheeks grow hotter, not at the thought of being heard but the memory of sleeping with his friend, his hands roaming all over his body, filling that tight pussy until he squirmed as much as Enzo had him right now. The old monkey felt that and reached around for his length, squeezing it hard, giving him a much needed stroke. "I wanted to see if I can make you get that loud; can't let you take all the glory, after all," he stroked up, pulling the young man's foreskin over his head and slipping a finger inside, trailing his sensitive crown until Kousen gripped the tree so far, he thought it would snap in half.

The tongue lapped against his hole again, slipping much more easily this time. Drool hung from the edges, and that large appendage slowly spread him open, his breathing growing coarse and excited. This time, he pushed back on his own rather than being pulled, and was rewarded with an even harder squeeze that made his cock start oozing pre like crazy. It got trapped in his foreskin until Enzo pulled it back, releasing a glob of it that the old man used to lube him, helping his strokes. It was heaven.

With a reluctant sigh, however, the old man pulled away yet again, leaving Kousen wide open. The air hitting his now soaked hole made him shiver, and he felt Enzo standing up behind him, the familiar sound of a zipper being pulled down ringing in his ears. Neither of them said anything; all the older monkey did was lean forward, his sharp fangs brushing his date's ear, nicking it while his now naked crotch pressed against his rump. And there it was, already throbbing at full mast, bigger than anything Kousen ever had before. Just feeling the head pushing against his hole was enough to make him gasp.

"You ready, son? I know you don't bottom often," his voice was lathered in glee, however. His hands rested on Kousen's hips and his own bucked against him, humping his cheeks, pushing bit by bit, always teasing the tight hole. He was leaning down, his pronounced pecs pressed against the back of the monkey's head. It was moments like this that reminded him just how much larger he was, looming over him so easily, it could make anyone shudder.

Kousen simply nodded, getting a playful lick on his ear and the monster cock pushing harder against him. He groaned when the tip pushed in, a growl coming from behind him, and a few extra inches forcing their way inside. He shuddered, gritting his teeth as Enzo's warm breath hit the back of his neck, and pushed back against him to get more. His muscles hugged tightly around every inch that came in, sucking him further inside, greedy for the intense heat of being pierced. He managed to take half in before his legs buckled under his own weight, literally stumbling on the spot, only to be caught by a pair of strong arms.

"Wow there, you ok, Kous?" there was more of that playful flirting, but with just a bit of concern this time around. Even without trying, this man could only be charming, in his own way. "You sure you can take it all?"

"Damn right I can take it all, old man," it was his turn to be cheeky, and pushing through the sudden exhaustion riddling his body, his neck turned and he pulled Enzo into a deep kiss, tongues coiling and wrestling, both moaning in the other's mouth. It didn't take long for the old monkey to take charge, pinning him against the tree and diving deeper into the kiss, pulling away and nibbling his lower lip. But Kousen wasn't about to be defeated. "Put those hips to work already, if you think you can handle this ass."

"You damn brat," Enzo grinned, one hand around Kousen's body, the other yanking his tail, all of it holding him in place to push an extra inch. He started thrusting right away, not caring about easing it in. He wanted his hips to work, they sure as hell would, immediately making the younger man moan and arch his back. And those muscles responded by clamping around his length, pulling him in and milking every drop of pre they could out of him. He was ridiculously productive when he wanted to, and it didn't take long for wet slaps to join with the monkey's voice, filling the air around them.

Restless hands roamed Kousen's torso, feeling up his muscles, groping left and right as they could. Enzo tweaked and pinched his nipples, trailed his cleft until he was shaking under his touch, feeling those strong pecs rising with every deep breath. He bit his shoulder and got a groan out of him, his own dick throbbing at the sound. The thrill of being out was nothing compared to hearing that rich voice moaning for him. His thrusts got harder, inch after inch of cock driving itself in, balls swinging heavily and slapping the younger monkey's. Fuck, he was big... Enzo only let go of him to rip his shirt open, sliding it off his arms and leaving himself completely bare, chest pressed on his lover's back as he claimed him.

He kissed and bit Kousen's neck again, his crimson locks falling over, and the young monkey reached for the back of his head to guide him. He needed those lips everywhere, and he needed his hips to go harder. Every thrust made that girth press his prostate, getting moans out of his chest and throbs out of his rod. He was leaking profusely, and Enzo surprised him when he grabbed it and went on with his strokes, soaking him with his own pre, thumb pressing against the tip and pulling on his foreskin.

"Fuck, you have a great ass, Kousen..." Enzo sighed in his ear, making him shudder. And push back. He was shaking, gasping with every thrust, every jolt of pleasure that coursed through him and made him yell even louder. And he heard the same kind of moans right on his ear, the old monkey moaning with him. In a moment clarity, Kousen squeezed his length, doing his best to milk him and getting even louder groans out of him, his deep voice growing louder, more primal. "Shit... You're too good..."

Those were the last words before his voice was completely taken over, his breathing rough with he last few thrusts until he rammed himself hard on the monkey's ass, slamming his prostate. The groans turned into a powerful roar as he shot a powerful load deep inside the younger man, his hands squeezing his chest harder. He kept thrusting, blasting hot seed deep inside, shaking yet going even stronger with every passing second. His hand turned into a blur, stroking harder, pre thickening in his hand, slipping between his fingers...

It was all simply too much. Even if he wanted to edge any longer, he wouldn't be able to. A second later, Kousen was humping back against the monkey's hand, moaning as the first few ropes shot out of him in an intense orgasm. His body shook and heated up as his cum splashed on the tree, clinging to Enzo's fingers. His arms and legs trembled with every jolt, and when Enzo pulled him into a tighter hug he started squirming, head turning left and right in ecstasy as his shots kept making a small puddle on their feet. It was exquisite, and he clenched to try and get more of the old man in him, to try and extend his own sensations.

But after a few more seconds, his own shots started to die down and his body was reduced to a shaking mess, with only a pair of enormous arms holding him up. They were both breathing hard, Kousen's member only at half-mast, dripping with the last few dredges of his orgasm, while Enzo's seed dripped down his thighs from what little cracks were left between cock and ass. But he found his energy back when he felt lips on the back of his neck, leaving a trail of kisses up and down that made him blush and grin to himself. Those same lips reached his cheek, his own lips, always doing the same. When he looked over his shoulder, he saw Enzo's grinning face, his heart skipping a beat at such a handsome man.

"Nothing like a top's ass. They're always just as tight as you want them," he always knew just how to make him blush. He finally let go of the younger monkey's dick and pulled up to lick the cum off his fingers, making sure to moan at the taste, all to tease him more.

"I'm a service top. I can take a dick from time to time."

"You know that's not what 'service top' means," he caught on his bluff, and pecked his lips just to make him blush again. Slowly, Enzo started pulling out of him, taking his time to drag his dick against the monkey's prostate one last time, watching him squirm. Once it was out, a trail of seed flowed out, only for him to squeeze it all back in. "That's right, hold it all in. Let it take."

"Enzo!"

"We'll make the cutest baby the world has seen," and for that, he got a smack on the side. Not like that did anything to make him laugh any less. "I'm sorry, I had to! You're so damn cute, kid. Can you walk? I went a bit hard back there."

"I've had it worse," Kousen said with a stretch, trying his best to not let his legs shake too much. "You were done pretty fast, though."

"Love the thrill of doing it in public, but someone will catch us if you keep screaming like that," he made him blush again. He really needed to stop that. "And I do want to hear you scream like that, so we should get somewhere a little more private."

"So you just wanted this ass in the end, then," Kousen tried his best to tease him back, already pulling his pants back up, covering their little indecency and hoping it would show. He looked over his shoulder to make sure no leftover cum dripped down his legs. But just as he was doing that, a strong arm pulled him closer, and he ended up stumbling onto Enzo's bare chest, feeling his arms wrap around him.

"Don't put words in my mouth, handsome. I had fun," he dared look up when Enzo said that, and looked at a pair of shining eyes that betrayed the monkey's excitement. One last kiss was all it took to break all of Kousen's leftover defenses, making him sink his flushed face on Enzo's pecs. "We should do this again. No rule says we can't have fun outside of the bedroom. Well, we just did, but you get what I mean."

"Are you asking me out again?" the still flustered monkey asked, his voice muffled by a pair of large tits. He got a moment of silence as his response, a moment of hesitation...

"...Yes. That's exactly what I'm saying," Enzo's voice, for the first time ever, carried none of his usual confidence. It was a whisper with an almost youthful nervous tinge to it as he kissed the top of his young lover's head. "Go out with me again, Kousen."

"I'd love to," he answered without hesitation. A complete contrast from the old monkey, who could only blush in return. Thankful that Kousen was still buried in his chest, unable to see.