A Lesson in Lust
“You want me to what??” Asmodeus’s head swung around to look at the nude imp lying next to him in bed.
“C’mon, you heard me Ozz! Don’t act like you’ve never heard of a vore kink! I want you to eat me with that big sexy ass of yours, and then I want you to digest me and fill this whole place with shit! It’s totally safe – I’ll be back by the time you’re done!” Fizzarolli was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. This was the most energetic Ozzie had ever seen him when he wanted to try a new kink. The imp rolled over onto his lover’s broad, fuzzy chest and gave him his trademark puppy dog eyes. “C’mon, pleeeeeeease?”
Ozzie wasn’t sure what to say. He looked Fizz right in the eyes and could tell he wasn’t joking, but…
“Well that’s…definitely something new. What brought this on all of a sudden Froggy? You’ve never talked about liking anything like this before. Did something happen?”
Fizz rolled back to his side of the bed and sighed, “It’s just…it’s something me and Blitz used to do a lot when we were kids. I guess it’s just been on my mind since we became friends again. We had a lot of fun back then. Even Prince Stolas played with us sometimes. We’d all be fucking, and eating each other, and shitting everywhere, and…mnh~” As he reminisced, Fizz couldn’t help getting semi-hard, so he used one of his prosthetic hands to gently massage his 12-inch member while he talked.
Ozzie was only mildly shocked, admittedly. He knew Fizz and Blitz used to fuck when they were little, but he had no idea they got that kinky. Naturally, as the king of Lust, he knew all of that was perfectly doable and safe, but he’d only ever tried it once a long time ago, just to see how it worked. It wasn’t exactly a common combination of kinks, so he never really had any other reason to do it. Seeing Fizz get so excited about it made him happy though, so he chuckled softly and gave a nod.
“Well if you really wanna do it that bad, how can I refuse? I was just thinking about grabbing a midnight snack anyway~”
Fizz launched himself off the bed with his springy arms, flinging precum all over the place in the process. He hadn’t felt this way in years. Ever since the fire, the thought of melting in someone’s gut had become…unappealing, to say the least. But with his friendship with Blitz rekindled, the memories of the fun they shared as kids had started to drown out his doubts. Now, he finally felt ready to try it again.
Ozzie slowly got out of bed, uncovering his massive dong and equally impressive ass. It made sense for the king of Lust to have exceptional endowments, but they truly were something else; in the front, his flaccid cock nearly reached the floor when he was standing, as did his heavy, always-sloshing balls. In the back, he had a veritable truck tire permanently spreading his gargantuan cheeks, and constantly oozing with natural lube. Each cheek was roughly the size of Fizz’s whole body, and whenever Fizz topped, the imp basically ended up lying directly on top of that pillowy pucker since it spanned over half his body, from his chest to his knees. It was kind of a wonder that he’d never fallen in before.
Of course, thanks to Ozzie’s magic as a royal demon, he didn’t always stay that huge. He would usually change into a more modest form any time he left his penthouse. But Fizz was happy to encourage him to be his normal full-sized self whenever it was just the two of them. It always felt weird to him when Ozzie’s ass was smaller than his anyway; after all, he still had a pretty remarkable rear himself. At least the fire couldn’t take that away from him.
As Fizz led Ozzie out into the living room, Ozzie’s cock started to harden at the sight of the imp’s perky rump. His eyes started to wander to other parts as well, but a thought occurred to him:
“Oh, what about your limbs hon? The only time I ever did this before, my uh…helper didn’t have prosthetics, so I don’t know if I can digest those…”
Fizz laughed, “Pff, don’t worry Ozz. Blitz and I used to stick all sorts of things up our butts, not just each other! We always digested everything, and it always came back! It’ll be fine!”
“Hmm, well all right then. Heh, I guess worst case, we just have to dig them out of the pile later on. But it sounds like you wouldn’t mind digging around in there anyway, would you babe?”
Fizz blushed, remembering how good it had always felt being buried in shit. The messes he and Blitz – and Stolas, eventually – would make were always so thick and warm and smooth. It was arguably better than actually eating each other, especially when they inevitably ended up boning in the pile after reforming. The thought helped his dick harden to its full 15-inch length. It was already oozing even more pre onto the floor, leaving a slimy trail as he walked.
“Well…yeah, heh. You don’t mind, right? I know you said you only did it that one time… Didn’t it feel good after?”
Ozzie chuckled again. “Haha, well to be honest, I don’t think I spent much time with it. I heard that some people liked getting eaten, so I tried it to see what would happen. The mess was…unexpected, but I don’t remember it being unpleasant. In any case, I trust you as the expert here. You know a lot more about this than I do!”
Fizz turned to face Ozzie and grinned wide before plopping his fat ass down on a big sofa in the middle of the room. To tease, he stretched his arms around behind Ozzie to play with his big bouncy cheeks, while he coiled his legs around his favorite semi-hard kaiju cock and started stroking it.
“All the more reason to do it then! This is stuff you gotta know! Besides, it’s not every day an imp gets to teach the embodiment of Lust himself about a kink, right?” Fizz retracted his arms and leaned back casually. “Now c’mon big guy, show me where I’m goin’!”
Ozzie always found Fizz’s enthusiasm contagious, and here was no exception. With his cock hardening by the second, he quickly turned around before it could smack Fizz in the face. It didn’t take long for it to reach full mast, sticking out from his crotch a full three feet, and measuring just over a foot wide at its fattest point. And with Fizz’s continued stimulation, it was already leaking copious amounts of precum, making a big puddle on the floor in front of him. With his ass now facing Fizz, he gave his hole a few practiced clenches to tease the imp, making it squish incessantly with his natural lube as it dripped down his balls. Fizz’s face was getting redder by the second.
“Hmm, you mean here? Up my big beautiful bootyhole? Aw look, it’s drooling! I think it’s hungry for you Froggy~”
Ozzie wasn’t entirely sure how much Fizz wanted him to lean into the food aspect in his teasing, but based on the stifled gasp he heard from behind him and the sudden squeeze his dick was getting from Fizz’s legs, it seemed like he was on the right track. For his part, he was happy to continue.
“Oh, you kinky little imp, you~ I can’t believe how excited you are to be buttfood! You really want my ass to gobble you up, don’t you? I can tell how badly you wanna get swallowed up and turned into a big, fat, messy dump~”
Fizz was practically vibrating with anticipation, staring up at that big, beautiful pucker with a bright red blush on his otherwise white face. He retracted his legs to keep them from shaking too much, already using both hands to gently massage his throbbing erection. He’d missed this. The way Ozzie was talking reminded him of how he and Blitz used to tease each other when they did this, albeit with more adult language. It was like Stolas had said way back when they first met – somehow the thought of being food was incredibly hot, especially considering that this was definitely not where “food” was supposed to go.
“Ooh, fuck Ozz, you’re really good at this… But are you sure you’re cool wi—”
“Fizzy, come on now! I might not have the same experience you do, but you know I love making you squirm… So just relax and let daddy enjoy his cute little snack, okay~?”
As he said the last part, Ozzie started to lower his ass toward Fizz. As that pulsing, dripping pucker grew closer, Fizz bit his lip and stroked his cock faster. He couldn’t believe he was really doing this again after all this time – and with the person he loved more than anything in the world. The second that soft, slick, pillowy donut touched his face, he came hard, blasting thick ropes all over himself and the giant ass looming above. He’d been worried that his broken horns would be uncomfortable for Ozzie, but they only seemed to tickle his hole as they smushed against it.
Fizz pressed his face deeper into that ring, moaning, “Oh Ozzie…I wanna be inside you… I wanna be your toy… Use me however you want until you cum…and then eat me. Swallow me up and turn me into shit… I need it so b—”
He was cut off by that giant sphincter shlorping around his head. He could feel the slimy hole twitching around his neck and hear its constant squelching as it hugged him. Lube oozed around his shoulders and down his body.
“Shhh…don’t worry babe… Buttfood doesn’t need to talk now, does it? All you need to do is–mmnf–feed yourself to me…”
As he said that last part, Ozzie slowly lowered his ass some more, taking in Fizz’s shoulders and chest with no difficulty whatsoever. Realistically, aside from his own ass, Fizz’s body was barely wide enough to give that massive hole much of a stretch at all. Still, the feeling of having another living person sliding into him made Ozzie leak even more pre by the second. He had enough control that he could really orgasm at any time, but he wanted to honor Fizz’s request to be used as a toy first. He wanted to earn it.
He could feel Fizz moaning and wriggling, and it bolstered his confidence as he slowly squatted further. Soon, his ass landed on the couch, with Fizz’s whole upper body inside him, along with his dick, which was still hard and already nearing its second climax. Ozzie gave his butt a wiggle to really push himself down on the cushy sofa, feeling his pucker swallow up Fizz’s wide ass in the process. Fizz even pulled his tail in himself. Since that butt was by far the thickest part of him, Ozzie decided this was far enough for now.
Fizz was basically a buttplug now. Every organic part of his body was now inside his lover’s hot, slimy bowels. He hadn’t felt this feeling in so long. The sudden rush of nostalgia caused him to inadvertently think about being in Blitz’s ass again, and even though he tried to shake it from his mind, he couldn’t help but feel like…like he wanted that again. That could come later though; he was cumming now. His second load painted the inside of Ozzie’s rectum along with his own torso and face. Ozzie could feel it, moaning at the thought of what was coming next.
Slowly, Ozzie started to stand back up. Looking down, he saw Fizz’s robotic legs flailing weakly between his and got an idea. He reached down to grab them, then gently pulled on them as he stood. He made sure to go slow until Fizz got what he was trying to do. He seemed to catch on pretty quickly, as the legs tensed up to give better leverage. Then Ozzie started tugging on them a bit harder, feeling Fizz’s ass slooorp out of his donut, coated in slime. He kept pulling as more and more of the imp’s body slid out until he got back to his shoulders.
Now was Ozzie’s real test: did he remember how to actually make his ass swallow? Fortunately it seemed the answer was yes, as within one or two clenches, he felt those shoulders slip right back into his slippery pucker. From there, it was easy to slurp the imp inside until his ass slipped in again. Then he simply repeated the process, pulling Fizz out and shlrrking him back in, gulp by gulp, for a good five minutes.
All that action was enough to make Fizz cum two more times, though his energy and productivity seemed to be holding up better than he remembered. Even as a kid he’d had pretty good stamina when it came to this stuff, but now he had the added benefit of Ozzie’s natural lube doubling as what was effectively a magical aphrodisiac. It not only gave him near-limitless endurance, but also boosted his sex drive and made his loads significantly bigger when he came.
Once Ozzie felt like he’d been using his lover as a dildo for long enough, he let go of Fizz’s legs and slammed his ass down on the couch, forcing Fizz in all the way down to his crotch again in an instant. Seconds later, Fizz suddenly felt his entire world shift as Ozzie lay down and swung his legs up and over the arm of the sofa.
Clenching his pucker as tightly as he could around Fizz’s hips, Ozzie moaned loudly and let himself go. Gallons upon gallons of thick cum gushed from his massive cock, splattering the ceiling and absolutely drenching him as it came back down in big, goopy droplets. His churning balls tensed up repeatedly, smacking against Fizz’s legs each time. He also lifted his crotch up a bit more as he thrust it into the air.
With the extra elevation, Fizz started to feel himself slipping deeper without Ozzie even swallowing. Gravity and ass slime were doing most of the work now, and Ozzie was too busy busting a nut to stop his hungry hole from slurping up the rest of his love’s body. In fact, feeling Fizz slide all the way inside him only intensified both of their orgasms. Fizz shot yet another load all over himself, making his body even slipperier as a result.
After a couple more minutes of endless cumming, it finally ended. Ozzie lay there, drenched from head to toe in his own gooey jizz, as was the entire couch and the floor around it for several feet. Fizz was completely inside Ozzie now, tail and all. Ozzie could barely hear the imp calling to him through his intestinal walls, but he could make out the important parts:
“…so good…love you Ozz…now you can…huge fuckin’ dump…after…fuck me…”
Ozzie chuckled, more to himself than to his sexy snack. Fizz was really into this. It was a different kind of enthusiasm than he normally showed when they were getting it on. This almost felt like…like he was reliving his childhood. Back when he was the star of their circus. Back when he still had his horns and all his limbs. Back when the rest of his body wasn’t bleached from burn scars.
In reality, that’s exactly what this was. Fizz was finally opening up in ways he never thought he’d be able to again, and it was all thanks to Blitz.
Blitz, the one responsible for putting him through all that pain in the first place.
The one who ruined his life.
The one who saved it. 
Fizz had never forgotten his feelings for his best friend. Deep down, he had always wanted to forgive him. After all, Blitz wasn’t just Fizz’s best friend – he was his first love. Even now, nestled deep inside his boyfriend’s gut, he wished Blitz were there. He wanted to share this experience with him again, like they used to do with Stolas when they were kids. He wasn’t any less in love with Asmodeus; if anything, he had too much love to share with just one person. He wanted to share it with Blitz too.
Even as he thrust his hips wildly against the slimy walls of his royal lover’s bowels, Fizz made a promise to himself that he would get things back to the way they used to be. He had plenty of room for both men. Hell, maybe even Stolas – at least, if Blitz could ever actually tell the owl how he felt. Maybe he could help with that too. As the sounds of Ozzie’s gut started getting louder, the imp resolved to do everything he could for the three most important demons in his life. With that thought at the forefront of his mind, he let himself drift off into a deep, albeit momentary slumber.
Ozzie was still basking in the afterglow of his unusually intense orgasm when he felt the telltale signs. His belly let out a loud, echoing gurgle as it suddenly shrank back to its original size, though Fizz didn’t exactly make much of a bulge to begin with. Then, sure enough, he felt the pressure.
Ozzie barely had time to flip himself over onto his stomach before his pillowy pucker exploded. With a deep groan, Ozzie started pushing out a soft turd thicker than his thigh, feeling it spread him open more than some of his biggest toys as it bloooorted out over the arm of the sofa. The sloppy mess was making so much wet splrtching and plrrrping as it piled up on the floor that Ozzie was almost afraid someone would hear it, despite their room being several stories above the nearest factory office.
Nevertheless, he let it continue. It wasn’t like he had much choice anyway; even a demon of his power and rank was seemingly helpless to stop the sudden creamy deluge that came from digesting another living person. He knew he’d have to ride it out. Not that he was complaining; the feeling was still mostly new to him, and that made it extra pleasurable. He used both hands to stroke his throbbing boner, quickly working himself up to another climax. Since his dick was pinned beneath him, most of his load simply hit him in the face. He swallowed as much as he could, letting the rest pool under him and soak into the couch cushions.
By the time that orgasm died down, there was goopy shit covering the entire floor of their penthouse, and his ass showed no signs of stopping. It was at least a foot deep everywhere, though naturally it was higher right around the sofa. Ozzie could already feel it starting to ooze up over the top of the cushions, squishing against his arm and leg. Time to see what all the fuss is about, he thought to himself.
With a huff, Ozzie rolled himself right off the edge of the couch and into the rising sea of poop with a messy splrch. Immediately he could feel it surround him, enveloping him in its warmth and softness. It was easy to see why Fizz loved it so much. The tactile sensations and the sounds of it all were surprisingly comforting, even if it was an assault on his other senses at first. He got used to that part in no time.
Ozzie lay there and kept stroking his cock with both hands while his ass remained gaped around the endless flow of soft, doughy shit. It really did feel like it could go on forever, and Ozzie couldn’t really complain. This felt great. He looked forward to sharing it with Fizz when he reappeared…whenever that would be. Fizz did say he’d be back when Ozzie was done pushing him out, but he still had no idea how or why any of this really worked. Right now he was too focused on the pleasure to worry about it.
Ten full minutes after he’d started, he was still going. He couldn’t see how much of the penthouse he’d filled, but if anyone outside could see the two sets of windows bordering the entire place, they would see nothing but brown through the lower ring. It was probably a good thing the balcony doors were closed, lest that dump overflow and land on the people below. Admittedly, the thought amused Ozzie, but that would be bringing unwitting people into their debauchery, and that wouldn’t fly. That wasn’t stopping him from getting off to the idea though.
Just as his cock started to erupt with its fifth orgasm of the evening, Ozzie suddenly heard a wet splrtch, followed by a weight landing on his chest. Before he could even start to say anything, Fizz’s lips pressed against his and he had no choice but to moan into his mouth as they started making out. Ozzie also felt Fizz’s arms and legs wrap around him, meaning they had indeed been digested and regenerated along with the rest of his body. That was good.
What Ozzie didn’t understand was why he was still shitting. Fizz had definitely implied that that should have stopped at the same time that he reformed. But here they were, together under the pile, with Ozzie’s ass seeming no closer to being done. It took Fizz a little while to notice, but eventually he realized he could still hear the dump gushing out behind him.
Pulling away from Ozzie’s mouth for a moment, he mumbled, “Uhh…hey Ozz? Are you still…going?”
Ozzie was having trouble focusing on what Fizz was saying. He was still in a slight daze thanks to the pleasure his dump was giving him. All he gave was a wobbly “Uh huh.” Fizz thought for a moment. Was this because of Ozzie’s royal magic? Was it just a feature of being a Deadly Sin? How much more could he actually have in him? He remembered from when he and Blitz were kids, over time Stolas had taught himself to shit more and more every time he digested them, and eventually even worked out a way to let them shit without eating each other first, but it still stopped when they reformed or when Stolas made it stop. Stolas wasn’t here though, so there was no excuse.
Fizz stood up for a moment to see if he could tell how deep the pile was. He was shocked to learn that even standing up, his head still wasn’t breaking the surface. He extended his legs to boost himself higher, and was amazed by how far he had to go to reach the top. Their penthouse was big – easily seven or eight times the size of Stolas’s bedroom. At his best, Stolas had just barely been able to fill his room from floor to ceiling.
This was clearly more than that. Way more. It was already two feet deep on the second floor. None of the interior doors were closed, so that meant Ozzie’s load had already filled every single room on the first floor all the way to the ceiling, and it was still rising higher. Fizz almost started to worry, but he simply told himself it would have to end eventually, so it was probably fine. Besides, this was a rare opportunity! He never got the chance to play with a dump he’d made while it was still coming out! He couldn’t pass this up. Fizz retracted his legs and bent down until he was back on top of Ozzie, and planted another kiss on the big hunk’s lips.
“Mm, don’t worry Ozz, just relax and take as long as you need. I’ll just be down—”
Before he could finish, he felt Ozzie’s giant hands grab him by the shoulders and pick him up.
“Uhh, Ozz? What are you—gah!"
Ozzie slammed Fizz’s ass down right on the tip of his throbbing cock, and it immediately slipped inside. Within seconds, Fizz felt his belly distend comically as all three feet of that kaiju filled him. This wasn’t the first time he’d had the whole thing in him, but he usually had to beg Ozzie to fuck him at this size. Ozzie was always worried about hurting Fizz, no matter how many times he swore it felt good. In truth, it did hurt a little at first because of how sudden it was, but the slipperiness of the mess they were buried in made it an excellent lube. It took no time at all for Fizz to start moaning loudly into his lover’s dump while his cock started leaking like a faucet.
Ozzie was overcome with pure lust. It took a lot to make him lose it like this, but when he did he went absolutely feral. With Fizz’s shoulders in his grip, he slammed the imp down over and over on his lap, stretching his ass and stomach to a degree Fizz hadn’t felt since he was a teen. Ozzie’s moans and grunts were almost animalistic. This was the king of Lust at his peak – a sex machine with an insatiable appetite for fucking. The dump splrrrching loudly out of his ass made him feel like he was getting fucked too, so it was like the best of both worlds.
It didn’t take long for both of them to cum. Ozzie let out a bellowing roar as he started pumping his love full of cum. Fizz came too, though it was nothing compared to what was filling him up now. He groaned as his stomach inflated like a giant water balloon, sloshing loudly and incessantly with each wave that gushed into him. Every thrust shot nearly a gallon of cum into the imp, and it went on for what felt like forever.
By the time it started to slow down, there were at least two dozen gallons’ worth of hot jizz sloshing around in the imp’s massive gut. It was spilling out of him from both ends as he sat there, his mind hazy from his own intense orgasm and the feeling of his absurdly stretched belly. It took Fizz a moment to recover, but, like he always said, he bounced back fast.
“Hahh…w-wow Ozzie…that was–nnf–awesome…but now it’s my turn!”
With that, Fizz worked himself off of Ozzie’s dick and relocated between his thighs. He had to lift his lover’s massive, churning balls out of the way to reach the source of the mess pouring out, but when he did, he plunged his cock into that huge rubbery shitter without a second thought. His swollen stomach squished against the rim of that donut as he pushed in, making him moan again just from that. He could feel the mess glorping out all around him as he started thrusting madly, and the knowledge that this was still technically him coming out made him cum almost immediately.
He leaned forward and buried his face in the musky crevice between Ozzie’s balls and dick as he shot his load right into the middle of that soft, squishy log. Even through the pungent poop surrounding them, Ozzie’s musk came through plenty strong from that spot, and it served to make the imp’s orgasm even stronger and more pleasurable.
Once that died down, Fizz pulled back and felt around with his hands until he grabbed Ozzie’s gaped donut. Lowering his head, he put himself right in the line of fire of that gigantic, endless turd, feeling it squelch sloppily around his whole body. He didn’t want to feed himself to that ass again right now, since he had no idea how much more shit that would end up making, but he did want to know what it felt like to climb up there while it was actively pushing out a dump.
After giving that pillowy ring a few teasing tugs, Fizz pressed his face into it, and then his whole head, and then his shoulders, all while barely feeling the hole itself. It was stretched wider than Fizz’s whole torso, or at least the top part of it. He didn’t encounter any resistance at all until he got down to his belly, which did actually seem to plug the hole for a split second, even as it squeezed more cum out of his own loose pucker. The dump quickly managed to force its way around him anyway, and it spread Ozzie’s hole even wider as a result.
Ozzie was blowing yet another load into the pile. Feeling his love squirming in his ass while he was shitting out a giant log was indescribably pleasurable. He needed to feel this more often. He wanted Fizz to feel it too. He knew he’d have to figure out some way to reverse their positions for the next time they did this. Fizz had already made it clear that he used to love eating Blitz just as much as he loved getting gobbled up by him, so he figured he’d be down to try and eat him sometime. Besides, now he was curious how much shit a sin could become. Could he even be digested? He was one of the most powerful beings in Hell, so he wasn’t even sure the same rules would apply. But he was willing to try.
For now, the two of them simply enjoyed the moment, cumming several more times each before they finally felt the flow start to slow down. Fizz could already hear the gurgling sounds starting to build again, so he quickly pulled himself out before Ozzie’s bowels could digest him again. He was tempted to let it happen – it would only have been his upper body anyway – but based on how much shit there already was, that seemed like a bad idea until they could figure out more about this.
After a moment of panting from both demons, Ozzie finally mumbled, “Well that was…really something… I gotta say though, I get why you love it so much! Sorta makes me wish you’d told me about it sooner, but…I think I understand why you couldn’t.”
Fizz had to climb back up onto Ozzie’s chest to hear him clearly, since the thick sludge muffled everything but its own sloppy noises. Fizz thought about what Ozzie said. It had taken him a long time to become this comfortable – not just comfortable enough for this, but comfortable in his life in general. And when Blitz showed up again, he’d thought that comfort might be at risk. But now, with Blitz in his life and Mammon out of it, Fizz felt more comfortable than he had in ages.
After a few seconds, he replied, “Well…yeah. I’m just glad I got to do it with you! Let’s do it again soon, okay?”
After a quick smooch, Ozzie chuckled and started to stand up, picking up Fizz as he went. He couldn’t help playing with Fizz’s giant belly a little, which just made both of them giggle.
“Oh of course Froggy, but first let’s get this all cleaned up, hm? Speaking of, how did you clean this up when you were little?”
“Well, uh…actually, before Blitz and I met Prince Stolas, we used to just sneak out to the landfill near our circus and leave everything there… But Stolas found a way to clean it up with magic, so we never had to worry about it after that…”
Ozzie gave a little chuckle. “Haha, I see! Well I think I can manage it, just give me a moment to remember how…”
Cradling Fizz with one arm, Ozzie raised his other hand and snapped. In an instant, the mess was completely gone. Even their bodies were clean now. Fizz looked around at the spotless living room, and then at Ozzie. To Ozzie’s surprise, he seemed mildly disappointed.
“Aw, we’re already clean too! Back when Stolas did it, he could only clean the room, so we’d always take a shower together afterward. At first we were always too tired to do anything else, but eventually those showers got pretty naughty too…”
Ozzie chuckled. “Oh yeah, I was wondering about Stolas… I never knew he was that kinky! I mean…nothing against the guy, I just always thought he was too uptight for something like that. Plus that guy’s skinny as a twig! I’m surprised.”
“Oh, you should’ve seen him back then! He uses magic to keep it all in, but he’s got a bigger ass than me! And his head game was pretty good too. I’m sure Blitz is still having a good time with that.”
“Now that’s a surprise! Never woulda guessed birdy-boy was hiding so much. Maybe we should invite him over sometime~”
Fizz blushed. “Oh yeah, about that… I was thinking…maybe we could invite him and Blitz? Blitz still blames himself for what happened to me, and I think it’s keeping him from telling Stolas how he really feels… I thought maybe getting together and playing like we used to would…I dunno, help them open up? What do you think?”
Fizz raised his head to look Ozzie in the eyes. Ozzie could see how important this was to him. He could tell Fizz still had feelings for his friend, but that didn’t bother him. Like Fizz, he had more than enough love to go around. He nodded and gave a big grin.
“Hehe, sounds like it’s worth a shot! Right now though, whaddaya say we go shower off anyway? I think it’ll feel good to refresh. And I dunno about you, but all that made me hungry for a real midnight snack!”
Fizz giggled and nodded, and the two headed off toward their bedroom, still teasing each other about their newly shared kink. Fizz was happy. He’d make sure his friends were happy too. After all, he was Fizzarolli, the famous jester! Spotlight or no, he still felt it was his duty to make people smile, and he took great pride in it. He couldn’t lie to himself though – part of him definitely just wanted to feel his best friend squirming in his ass again.