My cock ached as I watched him slide out of his pants. His briefs hugged his butt and clung just slightly beneath the curve of his hips. One eye toward me, Izzy pulled the suit on, his long cock thick in his underwear.
My jaw clenched. The catsuit pulled tight on his legs, but it hung unzipped and looser on top. There were the familiar puffs of fur at the ankles and wrists and that hood hung backward, two pointy ears bouncing as he shifted his weight.
Izzy covered his face with his hands and laughed, and the little tail hanging from his butt bounced in the air. “Okay, now I’m embarrassed.”
The sight of him was almost too much for me. I jumped to my feet and took him in a kiss, slamming my lips against his again, my best defense against going speechless and disappearing into my shame.
“Please don’t be embarrassed,” I laughed. “One of us needs to keep it together, and if you keep acting this cute, it’s not going to be me.”
We kept kissing and laughing, and Izzy pushed my pants down to my ankles. The fabric of the costume was soft and smooth beneath my fingers, and I ran my hands down his arms, then across his chest, flicking his nipples.
Izzy twitched in my embrace. I’d fantasized about this moment endlessly, all throughout my twenties. Now that it was real, I felt like I was walking a tightrope, balancing between deep desire and the shame I tried to bury.
I froze, my pulse accelerating. It was not normal to desire a grown man in a catsuit, but my cock was so hard it hurt, and my skin vibrated, anticipating his touch.
“Kai,” Izzy whispered. He took my hand and brought me to the bed, swaying his hips. “Let me give you a show.”
I sat down, and he started moving. Izzy pulled the hood up, and the cat ears bounced as a grin ate up his face. He posed for me, turning his cute butt and wiggling it, then jumping on the bed and crawling around me.
Fuck, he was cute. And so much more playful than the last time we hooked up. The flirting turned me on, blood rushing to my cock and a flood of endorphins washing the anxieties away.
There was joy in Izzy’s eyes, and that made me so happy I could have burst.
“Kai,” he whispered. “Kai, I’m here.”
I laughed and turned, watching as he prowled the bed. Izzy kissed at my neck, then darted to the other side of me and kissed my cheek. As I spun and tried to keep my eye on him, I caught glimpses of the taut fabric, and I watched his slim muscles tighten with each pose.
“Kai,” he whispered again, coaxing me. “Okay Okai…”
Izzy grabbed me from behind and pulled me down, and we both erupted in laughter. Heat thrummed from my core, and the fun of just playing around with him finally overtook me. Izzy crawled over my body, the suit teasing my skin, and when he found his way on top, our stiff cocks rode together.
“I want to give you a blowjob,” he said as his fingers found the waistband of my boxer briefs. “Do you want that?”
“Yes, please,” I groaned, my cock twitching.
With my legs dangling off the bed, Izzy crawled to the ground. He took my leaking cock in his hand and stroked his long fingers up my length. Looking down, I watched his butt wiggle, the cat tail swaying.
I reached out, pulling my fingers across the hood, then inside to feel his hair. Izzy responded by taking my cock to his mouth and licking my slit, his tongue darting across my crown as he tugged my foreskin back.
Pleasure roiled through me. The suction of his lips dragged down my cock, and when the whimpers started, I knew that I was hearing Izzy.
The two realities in my head, the embarrassing secret online and the real, sweet person I was falling for, finally joined together completely. It was Izzy’s cute butt wiggling the cat tail, Izzy’s soft lips sucking me deeper, and Izzy’s hand, pawing my sack.
I jerked my hips, sending my cock plunging into the back of his throat. Izzy didn’t slow down, rolling my balls in his hand as he sucked me, and I realized I was already at the edge of my climax.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped, tugging on his hood. “I’m going to come. I’m going to come!”
Pulling my balls back as they tightened to my body, Izzy swirled his tongue as I shot my release. The spasms sent me flying backward against the mattress, and Izzy’s garden of a studio dissolved around me.
My bare legs squeezed him from each side, and the soft stretch of the kitty costume tickled me everywhere.
Izzy swallowed me down and sucked his lips off, releasing me with a pop. When I finally managed to push myself to my elbows, he looked at me, one hand on each knee and a loose smile on his face.
“Come here,” I gasped, pulling him to me.
No matter what internal turmoil might be waiting, there was no way in hell I was going to leave my guy hanging after he gave me an orgasm like that.
I pulled him up on top of me and dragged his hips to my face. Izzy’s body rubbed my body everywhere, tingling the post-orgasmic flush that was melting me from the inside. I tugged his cock, stiff and glistening wet, and grabbed his butt to pull him into my mouth.
