Cruisin' for a Usin'

By Nakeytail

Part Two: Whitewater

Tyrius woke up with a yelp as he felt the world around him start to move, sitting up in a panic before realizing that he was simply on board the ship still. Right. The cruise. Getting up, his gut gurgled as he looked down at it, nodding in approval. There was hardly even a difference in his physique - that catgirl really didn't do much else but be fuel. He preferred that, though.

Drowsily putting his tank top back on, the orca checked his phone and cursed at the time. Nine already? He changed his mind about his outfit, swapping into a pair of slim cut khakis and a flannel. He was glad he did, too, making his way above deck to be greeted by a slight yet nonetheless chilly breeze. The stars were beginning to come out, and he stood there for a few minutes and just watched the dusky sky fade to black before the soft bumping of a distant bass speaker caught his attention. Turning to see some colored lights flashing through the windows of one of the clubs, Tyrius shrugged and went to it to mingle.

It was decently crowded inside, the lights down except for whatever the club's color of choice for the night was. Tonight, that was red. Making his way through the people, he aimed to try and get over to the bar area when he heard something by his feet.

"WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHERE THE FUCKING EXIT IS?!"

Despite the intensity, it was rather quiet because of the music. The orca looked down in confusion, only to find a familiar face.

"Tyrius?"

Holy shit, it was the púdu. The orca looked around in apprehension, then back at… What was his name again? As he crouched in front of him. "Can't see the exit?" He called to the deer over the music, and he nodded in response and frowned. "There's too many legs! I can't see!"

Tyrius smiled, remembering his name at last. "No prob, James," he called back, picking him up as the púdu squeaked in surprise, squirming weakly before he found his feet against Tyrius' shoulder. Blinking, he looked down to see the orca gripping his arm securely and letting him stand almost tall enough to touch the ceiling.

"I can take ya to the exit," the water mammal called up to him. "But I was gonna stay for a bit and grab some drinks. You want to join me?"

James glanced at the door, reaching up to apprehensively rub one of the nubs on top of his head. The orca seemed pretty reasonable, and he could use the company. "I mean… sure, why not?" He called back, and the orca nodded affirmatively as he led them both to the bar.

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"Are you serious?!" James slurred, almost bumping his drink as he repositioned himself on his barstool. Tyrius just nodded, chuckling as he sipped his third Long Island of the night.

"No, really," he snickered. "The first time I won an instant gratification lottery, and it was right after someone else won. I basically earned back the cost of my bet."

James just shook his head, taking another gulp of his mojito. He didn't even know how many he'd had - the drinks here were complimentary. "That's some shit luck. But hey, I'm glad you won this trip, still."

Tyrius smirked. The more James drank the more he flirted, and the more he flirted the more Tyrius was actually growing fond of him. The púdu was absolutely tiny, but the orca liked that. It made him cuter, plus he had three times the personality for his size. "Thanks, Bambi," he teased. "I'm glad you got one, too."

The response had the desired effect, with James getting flustered initially before he heard the second part. Wait a second, was… was Tyrius flirting back? He blushed brightly, offering him a smile as the púdu tried to think of how to test this.

"So…" He said offhandedly, looking at his drink as his head swam with excitement. "Do, uh, do you not have a girlfriend or something to bring along, or did she stay home?"

The orca knew it. James was interested. To be fair, the púdu didn't realize how obviously he was checking Tyrius out from the corner of his eye. "Well, I haven't had a girlfriend since college," he said offhandedly, watching James' reaction. "But I broke up with my boyfriend a couple months ago. It just wasn't working out."

The púdu nearly fell out of his chair - literally, letting out a shriek as his equilibrium went wonky. However, he didn't go far, quickly caught by Tyrius as the orca held him protectively for a moment, then quickly and awkwardly put James back, his own cool and calm demeanor betrayed for a moment.

James was a blushing mess, chugging the rest of his mojito and hiccupping. "I, um… I-I'm sorry," he finally mumbled, looking down again. "I didn't know you were, well… gay, I guess? That had to be a tough breakup."

The orca just snickered, still working on his last drink. "I'm not gay, I'm bi," he corrected him. "But I like men more. Less problems." He kept his eyes trained on James' face, and their eyes met when he finally looked back up. As soon as they did, he couldn't himself, winking at the cervine.

James went red from head to toe, his head spinning again. Before he knew it, he was once again saved from the fall by the orca. Staring up in surprise at Tyrius' mildly amused, endearing expression, the little púdu couldn't stop himself from blurting out.

"D-Don't put me down this time…"

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James' room door flew open, the cervine carried in by Tyrius before the orca slammed the door. Pushing James against the door, he giggled as the deer's legs kicked in the air before pushing his mouth against James' own.

The deer gasped at the treatment, far from bothered by it as his mouth was invaded by Tyrius' tongue. The oversized muscle couldn't even fit completely, tickling the back of his throat and smothering his own tongue as the púdu sucked on the intrusion with lust-driven ecstasy.

Their kiss didn't end even as he was pulled away from the door, Tyrius' lips enveloping his as they made out and he aimed for the bed. Finally ending the kiss, he caught his breath and tossed the deer on the bed. "Strip."

James blushed once again, quickly working out of his shirt and jeans. By the time he looked up, though, he nearly choked on his own tongue as he took in the orca's equally naked body, an erect shaft standing out above two cantaloupe-sized nuts, easily over a foot long and three inches thick.

The deer was going to die trying this, he knew it. Whimpering, he took a deep breath and stroked his own steadily hardening shaft as it slipped out of his sheath. "That's… that's huge."

Tyrius smirked, thrusting into the air to show his gear off. "This little thing?" He teased. "It's average for my species." Seeing the deer's anxiety, however, he reserved himself and sat on the bed, the weight shift making James tumble against his side. "Don't worry," he said softly, rubbing the deer's back. "I don't want to fuck you tonight."

The answer was almost disappointing as James looked down in shame. He knew he was too small, it was why he always had issues finding someone of Tyrius' size to be with. And the worst part was that those sorts of men were the only kinds he really liked. His thoughts were interrupted, though, as his chin was lifted and he found Tyrius kissing him again.

"If I can be honest…" The orca confessed, sounding almost nervous for the first time as he talked to James. "I… I don't want sex at all tonight. But I want you, does that make sense?"

James had no idea what he meant, cocking his head and slurring. "Y'mean… like cuddling?"

Tyrius shook his head, letting go of James to make sure he knew this was his choice. "I want to eat you…" he said in a measured, reasonable tone. "With my dick."

The púdu almost had a heart attack. He didn't actually think he was going to die tonight. He scrambled back, whimpering. "Please, no…"

Tyrius backed up, holding his hands up. "No, no, no, please hear me out. James, please…" He was almost begging, and the deer fell into a scared silence as the orca made his case.

"I digest people slowly in there. Really, I do," he explained. "I know it can be fatal, but I've never let it be before. My boyfriend actually, well… he got me into it when he saw me eat someone." He sighed. "It feels so good, I promise. And if I left you in there overnight, well… maybe you'd even get stretchier."

That word caught James' ear, giving him an incredulous stare. "S…stretchier?”

Tyrius nodded. "He couldn't fit me, either," he explained. "It made things hard for us. But one night when he was in there, it was like he digested just enough to soften up a bit." The orca saw James beginning to panic again, saying nothing as he listened with increasing worry. "It was the first time he was in there overnight, and I was terrified when I woke up. We'd fallen asleep before I let him out, you see. Well… it was like his holes weren't as resistant after that." Tyrius tried to get his point across. "We slept together that night, and it was great. Never had problems with it again."

James finally saw what Tyrius was talking about, drunk enough to believe him even if he had been lying. "You mean you want me to fit you?" He asked softly. "This isn't just a one-time thing?"

Tyrius smiled and scooted closer, tracing his cheek with a finger. "I'd hope not," he murmured. "You're sweet. I'd like to at least make the most of this cruise with you."

James still wasn't sure, but… He couldn't deny that the orca's intent seemed genuine. Nodding faintly, he crept back to Tyrius' lap and stared at that twitching, intimidating member. "And you promise I'll be okay?" He asked. As the orca nodded and pet through his hair, the púdu finally relented, nodding. "Well… okay. I trust you, Ty."

The orca sighed in relief, getting up and picking up the deer as he moved to lay against the backboard. Spreading his legs, Tyrius let his junk sprawl out before him on the sheets and let James stand in front of it. The púdu stared in uncertainty, before Tyrius cut in.

"Just start how you're comfortable. I'll handle the rest."

James nodded, holding his breath as he lifted up a foot and brought it to Tyrius' tip, his big toe pressing into that slit.

It instantly reacted, suctioning around his foot and taking him up to the ankle with a schlrk. The action made him squeal, falling onto his ass and looking at the bulge of his foot in Tyrius' cock as the orca let out a sharp gasp of pleasure. Reaching down, he took James' other leg and slid it in. "Haaaah… tell me if you change your mind…" He panted, sliding the deer in bit by bit.

James could feel the cockflesh creep up over his calves, nodding quickly and letting out a nervous whimper as he flexed his feet and watched the bulges move. He could smell cum and musk seeping out of that gaping slit, a wet ssssslpt sounding out as it sealed around his thighs, a squirt of precum launching up over his torso and face as he spluttered.

Tyrius moaned, bucking his hips to consume James'. His face was bright red, the orca's rubbery black cock stretching as it fed on the cervine before him. A sudden lurch took James in up to his armpits, grunting as he felt his legs filling a sloshing, struggling for a moment before his arms began to be forced over his head. He whimpered one more time before his head was pulled into that tight, slick tunnel, his nose flooded with a mind-melting musk as his fingers twitched.

The orca crooned, slurping those digits up with a glurk as his new boyfriend was sealed away. The shape of his wriggling body slipped lower and lower, before finally falling fully into his sack with a slorsh as it bulged out three times its normal size.

Huffing, he massaged his sack and felt James shifting around. "You felt so good going down… even better now…"

James heard him, blushing as he felt cum seep around him, plenty already inside as he settled in. "Good…" He murmured. "Now that I'm in here… will you actually let me out?"

Tyrius chuckled quietly, pulling James' blankets over them as the faint light coming through his sack was snuffed out. "Of course I am, he said softly. "Whole, too. I've eaten people before and kept them, but I won't do that to you." That would have pissed off that catgirl if she was still around.

James nodded, yawning as the cum bubbling around him started to feel like a spa. "Thank you," was all he could say, his eyelids growing heavy. Half-asleep, he didn't notice as he accidentally mumbled aloud a simple "I love you, Tyrius…"

The orca smiled warmly, simply rubbing the shape in his sack as he closed his eyes as well, the noises giving them both plenty of white noise.

He couldn't wait for tomorrow.