Need of Bells By BeefcakeLlama >It was a long long night out in the city side, the shops were closing up and the moon hang high in the sky, as the stars began to flicker in and out of the darkness of the night sky. >You were out in the city doing your usual window shopping, looking to see what was worth while in the city, and what to spill your bells on. >While you were out looking, you find a wonderful little trinket shop in a alleyway of the city. It was actually really well lit inside the alley way, as the trinket store had a window showing off its wares. >As you got closer to the shop you found Marshal doing some window shopping as well, his face two inches away from the glass as he looked eagerly at the bits and bobs that the shop showed off. >Marshal was wearing his usual Denim Jacket, with some jean short shorts. His white Fur and fluffy tail gave him away as it glowed a bit from the lights of the shop. You notice how rather...plump his rump is as he stares into the trinket shop. >As you approach the shop, he looks behind slowly, before seeing you, turning around fully, facing you. Giving off a sorta smile. "Ah Anon, I uh, good to see you! Didn't know you came to this store as well. It's how I always look nice and chill all the time, this shop has some wonderful pieces on keeping me looking stylish." he said, his smiling growing a bit bigger as he looked pleased with himself. >He then looked back at the window, then back at you, his smile fading back to his usual frown. "Well, I would be, if...I had enough bells to buy what I needed. Alas, even wonderful things have a price to pay..." he said, looking down a bit. >You nod as you listen, before piping up that you could lend a hand, asking him how much bells he needed. Marshal shook his head. "Goodness I can't just take money from you! That would make me feel really bad!" he objected, his frown still staying as he looked down. >You eyed Marshal, really noticing that the short shorts, didn't really hide his bulge, it was rather plump, like his thighs for such a Squirrel, you couldn't help but eye it more, feeling yourself get a bit hard at the sight. >Marshal wasn't no dummy, he would soon notice your erection in your pants, and he would blush really bright, his cheeks turning a shade of pink as he shook his head. "Oh uh, oh dear, that's a bit uh...unexpected." >Marshal's short shorts were doing a terrible job, as his own cock grew hard at the sight of yours, pushing against the jean shorts rather harshly, you swore that his cock would pop out at it laid stiff, growing a tent. >"I....I uh....think I can uh....pay you back for some uh, bells." he mustered, his frown turning to a slight smile as his blush only grew redder, as his erection bounced a little in his shorts. >You return with a smile and a nod, saying that it would make fine payment, as your eyes were locked on that cute smile he had. >The both of you would look around before finding a pile of boxes near the store, looks like recycling boxes left out, how nice and convenient for the two of you. The both of you would shuffle over, letting you catch another glimpse at his round fat ass as it was barely contained by the shorts. Marshal would walk first into a wall, as a small wall of boxes would cover both your sides as he set it up. He would face his back against the wall, as he softly panted, a wet spot could be seen against the pointed tent of his shorts. >You proceed to take off your pants, sliding it down as your cock is whipped out, erect in the air and making Marshal cover his face a little with arousal and embarrassment. "Jeez, you look yummy...." he would say. >Marshal would clear his throat. "Then again you look good in pretty much anything you wear." he said, smiling, before getting down on his knees without asking, getting close to you and looking up. >Before he did anything he would suddenly strip off his denim jacket, putting it neatly on top of a box. "Don't uh...wanna get anything on it." he would say, exposing his bright white chest and chuckling. >He would get close to you, his little nose nudging the bridge of your dick, before suddenly rolling out his tongue, licking up and down your length really slowly, his right hand feeling your balls, bouncing them a little bit in his grip, as the other pulled back your foreskin, before stroking you a little bit. >Man it felt really good, you notice that a drop of pre would trinkle down onto his nose as he licked, he would reel back to lick it up, licking his lips as he smirked at you. He would move up to the head of your cock and slowly lick around it, getting the head and under the foreskin a little, rolling it around in circles as his other hand felt up your balls, squishing them a little bit,rolling his hand all over it. >He would do this for a bit, his idle hand moving over to unbutton a button on his shorts, well the only one, allowing his fat fat cock to slip out, throbbing and erect, as it began to leak onto the ground below as he serviced you, his eyes locked onto yours as he continued. >He would finally stick it in, opening up his mouth as he slowly slide your cock inside. It felt really good, so warm and hot and wet, your cock throbbed and leaked more precum inside of Marshal's hungry mouth. He would begin to bob his head up and down as he blew you, his eyes still locked onto yours as his face was as pink as ever! His free hand stroking himself off as his other hand continued to play with your balls, squishing them a bit harder, but not as hard. >Marshal's cock spurted pre as he stroked himself. He would pick up the pace as he pulled your cock in deeper. You found your cock sliding in and out of another hole, no holes? You take your eyes off of his and notice that his cheek pouches grew and shrank as he blew you, going into each pouch as he pushed in your meat, left, right, left, right, cycling between each Cheek. This felt Amazing. >You begin to hump and pump your cock into his pouches more and more, your cock drooling precum as you felt yourself get closer and closer, Marshal closed his eyes as he continued, gagging and breathing out of his nose as he serviced you. >Marshal picked up the pace with his own cock, stroking it madly as precum drooled out of his own cock as well, his dick coated in precum as he rubbed it all over himself. >You were about to cum, so you thrust your cock into one of Marshal's cheek pouches, causing him to press his mouth all the way to your base, gagging loudly as his right cheek pouch throbbed. >You began to pump hot and sticky ropes of cum into his right pouch watching it inflate with liquids, before having them spurt out of Marshal's mouth, his gagging growing louder as you came inside of his cute little pouch as you felt his hand squeeze hard on your nuts as if he was trying to milk it all out of you. >After cumming, you pull out after a few seconds, Marshal coughing and gagging as his mouth was full of the white hot goodness that was your cum as he laid on his back, his cock throbbing madly as he eagerly stroked it, barely able to get a word out as he swallowed and breathed in your cum, his cheek slowly deflating as he drank your cum. >You reach down and smirk giving him a thank you as you stroke his meaty cock, watching him wiggle in place as he sat against the wall, before having him groan, spitting some cum as he came all over himself, his own cock shooting his own cum all over his cute body. >Marshal laid in the mess, panting and breathing, looking up at you and weakly blowing a kiss, as he groaned, his cock slowly going flaccid. "I hope I did good sir...." he weakly said, his smile returning as he looked up at you. >You pull up your pants, and reach into your wallet, tossing him a couple of bells his way, he nodded as he continued to lay there, almost naked with his cock out, cum all over his belly and face and running down his mouth, a completely drained squirrel cutie. >You look at the time and realize that it was time to head home. You go to the bus station and look outwards towards the Moon, sleepy and drained, and realized that you made a really good purchase today.