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Conker & Timmy, H.O.T.
DIR By: S. Criminal
Date: March 3, 2024, 12:14 pm
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One fateful day, as Timmy was immersed in a particularly
exciting session of his favorite video game, a strange,
orange-furred figure materialized in the center of the
television screen. The figure, which identified itself as
Conker, a naughty yet endearing humanoid squirrel, seemed to be
in a state of disarray, his tail askew and his button eyes
twinkling with mischief. "Hello, Timmy," Conker drawled, a
playful grin spreading across his bushy red nose. "You know, I
was wondering...how do you feel about spankings?"
Timmy, taken aback by the unexpected question, hesitated for a
moment before answering. "Um, I guess they can be kind of
embarrassing and painful...but at the same time, it's not
something I've really experienced, so I'm not really sure." He
glanced at Conker, unsure how to react to the mischievous gleam
in the squirrel's eye.
"Oh, come now, Timmy," Conker chuckled, hopping nimbly onto the
coffee table between them. "Don't be shy. There's no need to be
embarrassed. We both know you've been a good boy, haven't you?"
He winked, his bushy tail swishing gently back and forth.
"I have." Timmy replied, "Have you?
Conker laughed heartily, his belly jiggling with each amused
guffaw. "Oh, Timmy, you are such a sweetie! Of course I haven't.
I'm Conker, the world's naughtiest squirrel, remember?" The
squirrel's eyes twinkled mischievously.
"But that's why I'm here," Conker continued. "I need your help.
You see, I've been up to quite a bit of trouble lately, and I've
earned myself a good, hard spanking."
Timmy couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the
thought of being involved in some sort of mischievous adventure
with Conker. He glanced around the room, wondering if they could
get into any trouble without anyone noticing. "Well," he said
tentatively, "I guess I could help you. But what do you want me
to do?"
Conker grinned impishly. "Why, Timmy, I want you to spank me, of
course!" He hopped up onto the couch and plopped down onto his
knees, presenting his furry, orange peach-shaped rump, still
clad in a pair of blue shorts to the young boy. "Come on, give
it your best shot!"
Timmy blushed bright red, his cheeks flushed with a mixture of
embarrassment and excitement. He hesitated for a moment, unsure
if he should really do it. But Conker's hungry eyes and his
obvious trust in the boy made it impossible for him to refuse.
Slowly, Timmy climbed onto the couch, positioning himself behind
the squirrel. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the
task at hand.
His small hands reached around Conker's body, feeling the warmth
emanating from the furry creature. He hesitated for another
moment, feeling the tension building up within him, before
bringing his hands down sharply on Conker's plump, round rump.
The impact sent a jolt through his arms, and he let out a
surprised gasp.
Conker yelped in surprise, his bushy tail twitching wildly.
"Ohhh, Timmy! That's it, that's it!" he exclaimed, grinning from
ear to ear. "Give me another one, harder this time!"
Timmy felt a thrill of power surge through him as he delivered
another stinging slap to Conker's round, furry rump. The
squirrel let out a squeak of pleasure.
"Oh, Timmy!" he exclaimed, his tail twitching even more
furiously. "You're really getting the hang of this! Keep it up,
and you'll have me begging for mercy in no time!"
Conker arched his back, presenting his round, furry rump higher
in the air as he waited for the next smack. Timmy couldn't help
but feel a surge of power and excitement as he delivered another
stinging slap, followed by another, and another. The squirrel's
cries of pleasure filled the room, and Timmy found himself
becoming bolder with each spank.
His hands moved faster, the impact of each slap more forceful,
the sound echoing through the room. Conker's shorts began to
darken from the force of the blows, and his tail stood straight
up, quivering with anticipation. The young boy could feel the
heat emanating from the squirrel's rump, and a thrill of desire
coursed through him.
"Stand up Conker, put your hands behind your head." Timmy
ordered.
Conker stood up, putting his hands behind his head. He arched
his back, presenting his chest to Timmy. "Yes, Master Timmy?" he
asked, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
Timmy grabbed the front waistband of his shorts, "If I'm gonna
spank you, it should be on the bare, right?"
Conker let out a shuddering breath. "Yes, Master Timmy. That's
right." He closed his eyes, feeling a mixture of anticipation
and fear as he waited for the young boy to undo his shorts.
Timmy yanked down his shorts, freeing his fat, soft, jiggly,
rump. "Look at all this booty." Timmy cooed, pawing at Conker's
furry cheeks, "Not even red yet."
Conker let out a shuddering breath, feeling the cool air brush
against his bare fur. He couldn't help but shiver with
anticipation. "You're right, Timmy. My rump is still as orange
as an orange." He paused, taking a deep breath, before adding,
"But I'm sure you'll change that soon enough."
Timmy smiled, he sat down on the couch and patted his lap, "Get
over my knee boi."
Conker climbed over Timmy's lap, feeling his plump, round rump
lift off the ground. He let out a soft moan as the squirming
weight of his body pressed against the young boy's thighs. "Yes,
Master Timmy," he whispered, his voice shaking with desire.
Timmy ran his hands over Conker's soft, furry rump, feeling the
heat radiating from his skin. He paused for a moment, taking a
deep breath, before delivering a hard, stinging slap to the
center of Conker's rump. The impact sent a jolt through his
entire body, and Conker let out a sharp cry of pleasure.
"Oh, Timmy!" he gasped, his voice tinged with desire. "That's
it! Do it again!"
Timmy obliged, delivering another stinging slap to Conker's
plump, furry rump. The squirrel arched his back, moving his tail
so the young boy could have easier access to his tush. "Yes,
Timmy!" he cried out. "That feels so good!"
The spanking continued, with Timmy's hands moving swiftly and
decisively, each slap sending a jolt of pleasure through
Conker's body. His short, furry legs kicked helplessly as he
struggled to maintain his balance, his cries of pleasure filling
the room. The sound of the slaps mingled with the soft rustle of
Conker's fur and the heavy breathing of the two boys as they
became more and more aroused by the sensation.
As the spanking went on, Timmy's grip on Conker's hips
tightened, his fingers digging into the soft fur, guiding the
slaps with precision. The squirrel's rump became hotter and
hotter, flushed with color from the impact of the slaps. His
tail quivered wildly, brushing against Timmy's leg, urging him
on.
"Oh, Timmy!" Conker moaned, arching his back as another slap
connected with his plump, furry bottom. "You're making me feel
so good!"
Timmy could feel the heat emanating from Conker's rump, and the
squirrel's tail brushing against his leg, begging for more. He
increased the force of his slaps, his grip on Conker's hips
tightening as he spanked him harder and faster. The squirrel's
cries filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and pain that only
served to heighten Timmy's arousal.
Conker felt as if his entire body was on fire, every slap from
Timmy's hand sending a wave of heat coursing through him. His
rump burned with pain and pleasure. He arched his back, offering
his rump to Timmy, wanting more of the stinging slaps that made
him feel so good.
Timmy took the hint, increasing the force of his spanks, the
slaps resounding through the room. He could feel Conker's rump
growing hotter and hotter under his hand, the skin under the fur
turning red. Sweat beaded on his brow as he continued to spank
the squirrel.
Conker cried out in pleasure, his hips bucking wildly as the
spanking grew more intense. He clenched his fists, digging his
nails into the soft couch cushion as the sensation built inside
him. His tail continued to wave frantically, brushing against
Timmy's leg, urging him on.
Timmy felt his own breath come faster, his heart racing as he
delivered slap after slap to Conker's burning rump. He could
feel the squirrel's muscles tensing beneath his hands, and he
knew that the release was near. With one final, powerful slap,
he felt Conker's body tense and shudder as he climaxed, crying
out in a mixture of pleasure and relief.
"That's right, cum for me boi." Timmy said with a smug chuckle.
Conker's body relaxed as the wave of pleasure subsided. He let
out a long, satisfied sigh, his chest rising and falling rapidly
as he caught his breath. His tail slowly came to rest on the
couch cushion beside him, and he opened his eyes, looking up at
Timmy with a contented expression. "That was... intense."
Timmy smiled down at him, his cheeks flushed from the exertion
and the arousal. "Yeah, it was." He reached down and gently
caressed Conker's hot, red bottom, feeling the heat radiate
through his fingertips. "You okay there, baby?"
Conker shivered at the touch, his fur standing on end. "I'll be
okay," he said, his voice still breathless. "That felt...
incredible." He glanced around, making sure they were still
alone, then leaned in and kissed Timmy passionately, his tail
wrapping around Timmy's waist, pulling him closer.
As their lips parted, Conker smiled up at Timmy, his eyes
twinkling with mischief. "Now it's your turn." He reached
beneath him, gripping Timmy's hardening cock through his pajama
pants. "Let me help you feel better."
Timmy groaned, arching his back as Conker began to stroke him,
his grip firm and knowing. The sensation was incredible, and he
couldn't help but thrust his hips forward, seeking more contact.
The squirrel's tail continued to wrap around him, pulling him
closer, adding to the intimacy of the moment. Conker pulled his
pants down, gripping and smoothly stroking Timmy's hardening
dick.
As Conker's lips found his neck, sucking gently on the skin
there, Timmy's breath hitched in his throat. He felt himself
getting closer and closer, the pleasure building inside him like
a wave. He reached down, tangling his fingers in Conker's soft
fur, feeling the warmth of his body through the fabric of his
pajamas.
"Suck me off." Timmy said blissfully.
Conker complied, taking Timmy's cock into his mouth and sucking
gently. The head of his dick brushed against the back of
Conker's throat, and he moaned around it. Timmy threaded his
fingers through Conker's fur, feeling the softness beneath his
touch as he thrust gently into the warm, wetness of the
squirrel's mouth. The sensation was incredible, and he could
feel himself getting closer and closer.
As he felt his orgasm building, he gripped Conker's hair, urging
him to take more of him, deeper. The squirrel's tail flicked
against his thigh, a silent encouragement, and Timmy let out a
groan as he came, pulsing hotly in Conker's mouth. The squirrel
sucked and licked, taking every drop, his tongue darting out to
taste the salty fluid at the tip of Timmy's cock.
Timmy collapsed back onto the couch, his breath coming in ragged
gasps as the pleasure subsided. He felt Conker's lips and tongue
circle his cock, cleaning him with delicate care. He reached
down and stroked the fur at the nape of Conker's neck, marveling
at the softness beneath his fingers.
"You're amazing," he managed to croak.
Conker smiled against Timmy's skin, his voice husky with
contentment. "I could say the same about you." He pulled back,
his tongue darting out to lick Timmy's spent cock clean before
he slipped back between Timmy's legs, licking and nibbling at
his inner thighs. The touch sent a shiver through Timmy, and he
arched his back, pressing his hips up into the squirrel's mouth.
As Conker continued to explore his body with his tongue and
teeth, Timmy couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and
intimacy wash over him. He'd never experienced anything like
this before, and he knew he never wanted it to end. The feel of
Conker's soft fur against his skin, the wetness of his tongue,
the warmth of his breath... it was all so incredibly erotic.
He reached down, gently stroking the fur at the base of Conker's
tail, feeling the softness beneath his fingers. The squirrel's
tail twitched in response, and he could feel the muscles in
Conker's back tensing beneath him. It was a small gesture, but
it sent a thrill through Timmy, making him feel even more
connected to the animal.
"A hot spanking and a good blowjob." Timmy sighed, "What a day."
Conker chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against Timmy's
skin. "And you thought you were just going to watch a movie with
your favorite squirrel," he teased. "But I'm glad you enjoyed
it."
Timmy let out a little laugh, feeling the warmth spread through
his chest. He reached down, gripping Conker's hips and pulling
him closer, feeling the squirrel's hardness press against his
thigh. "Oh, I did," he said, running his fingers through the fur
at the base of Conker's tail. "And I'm definitely looking
forward to the next time."
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