Brad chirped again, and wiggled, a curiously eager little motion. Thomas chuckled and dared to let his hand rub right down to the sheath. The fur was a little thinner there, the skin just showing pinkish through it. It felt very strange to be looking at an animal’s genitals. Yet of course it was also Brad, who’d been his lover for nearly a month now, and he couldn’t think of any reason why he shouldn’t, if Brad didn’t mind. Which Brad didn’t seem to, he was still purring deeply as Thomas stroked his hand across the thin belly fur just above the sheath.
Thomas found himself more than a little curious about what might emerge from that sheath, so he shifted his hand and drew his fingers up along it. Brad made a somewhat startled sound, a kind of meow-squeak, but he lifted his hips to the tou
