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“OH MANNY, YOU SAVED MY LIFE, HOW CAN I EVER REPAY YOU?!”
“Glottis, as much as it was your fault that you.. ripped your heart out of your chest, you probably would have never been fired if I didn’t step in.”
The comedic duo stood beside a sign near the outside of the Petrified Forest, Manny just having retrieved his ‘buddy’ Glottis’ heart from a nest of spider bats.
Manny waved his hand in the air as he explained his plan. “Listen, I’d really like to get to Rubacava, and I need you to drive the wagon. But I’m an old soul and I just traveled by underground passage all the way out here, stealing back your heart on top of all that. Honestly, do you mind waiting a bit? You can repay me by driving me after I get some rest.”
“Wow Manny, you’re really gonna do me a favor and let me drive again?! I owe you BIG TIME!!” Glottis didn’t really get the memo that he was being dragged around by Manny for his car, his small brain and ferocious driving spirit unable to comprehend how driving could ever be a bad thing.
The two of them trotted over to the abandoned Bone Wagon, Manny suavely hopping over the door to jump into the back seat. Glottis waddled around to the other side, cramming his oversized figure into the driver’s seat. Everything but his waist stuck out of the top of the modified DOD vehicle, nearly the size of the frame that was once there. This was one moment Manny was relieved to be of short stature, as he could recline a bit under the cool shadow of the elemental. He sighed, feeling pretty comfortable despite being so far from ‘home.’
“Are you sure you don’t want to go to Rubiclava right now?” Glottis croaked. “I could get us there real quick, if you wanna go now…”
“Glottis, I know you want to drive right now. To be honest, I have no clue what part of this forest even leads to Rubiclava, and I really need to relax.” His sockets tried to shut, maybe attempt to get a nap in, but Glottis turning his head to face him rocked the car and threw his balance off, causing him to grab onto the sides of his chair.
“Well then, wha’do I do about my other debt?”
“Y-your… what, exactly?”
“You’re letting me drive again! That’s not fair to you!”
“I’m getting to Rubiclava, and I’ll probably have you drive me to other places in the future. That’s a pretty big responsibility, not a boon.”
“Manny, I feel restless right now. Can’t you make me do jumping jacks or something?!”
“That would kill us both.” Manny’s mind wandered to actual reasonable requests that he could ask Glottis for right now. Besides driving…
“What if you threw your heart to the bats, and I retrieved it?”
“My heart’s long gone, amigo.”
“Ooooooooouuuugh… “ Glottis leaned back and howled to the sky, unable to think of anything that would satisfy his cohort.
Manny huffed, annoyed with the pouting. But he had come up with an idea on how to relax. A stupid one, but something to do was something to do.
“Hey, Glottis. Do you have a girl at home?”
Glottis’ ears perked up, his expression slightly shocked. “Uh… no Manny. I ain’t got no home or no girl. I just exist for the thrill of the road!”
“So are you married to the car?”
“The Bone Wagon?! No no no, this thing’s a beaut’, but she’s no lover of mine! I’m not crazy enough to marry a car!”
“Well, to be honest, it wouldn’t surprise me if you did.”
Glottis threw his hands to his face to cover his cheeks. “Quit pulling my chain Manny, you’re making me look like a fool!!” He turned his big snout away from Manny in embarrassment.
“Hey, calm down big fella. I didn’t mean it in a bad way. I just thought your love might have run deep, y’know.”
Glottis seemed too shy to respond, and Manny sighed.
“Look, I got an idea of something you can do for me. You like riding the wagon, right?”
A soft “mhm” came out of his big maw, eyelids slightly opening in interest to the idea.
“What about… riding something else?” The skeleton rolled over and propped his skull up with his arm, trying to look sensual.
“Manny, I’d love to ride in other cars, but I don’t think I’d fit. Is there somethin’ you had in mind?” He turned back around to face Manny, his beady eyes not picking up the sexual undertones.
Manny’s expression fell a bit. “Uh, I wasn’t thinking about a car.”
“I don’t have a license for anything else, though! Maybe a truck…”
“No, Glottis, something more… alive?”
“A horse?”
“A man, Glottis.”
His brow furrowed at the elemental, looking into a hollow skull. They both took a couple of breaths, the hamster wheel in Glottis’ head trying to get the energy to rotate.
“...OH! You want a piggy-back ride? I can do that! Or, wait, did you want me to try to get on your back-”
A groan came from Manny’s ribs, as he quickly went straight to removing his belt and pulling his dress pants down, making Glottis stop in his tracks. He raised his eyebrows, just watching his partner kick off his clothes in a frustrated huff.
“Are you uh… you’re-”
“Glottis, I am asking you a favor. I want to get my bones wet so we can just lay back and clear our thoughts. That way I can relax and get your IOU punched. Is that okay with you?” He tossed his pants, shoes, and underwear down the sunroof of the Bone Wagon’s ‘back seat.’
Glottis swiveled his head around, trying to understand this. With nothing but nature and wild animals in the trees, it seemed a bit weird to ask for something like that out here. With him? Did Manny want… that? Right now?
…In the Bone Wagon?
Glottis tapped the tips of his fingers together nervously. “I-I dunno Manny, I never thought I was your type-”
“It’s a favor, Glottis. You don’t gotta be my type, and if you’re worried about messing up I’ll put in some work to make sure you’re comfortable. If you don’t want to, just tell me now and I’ll put my pants back on.”
Manny crossed his skinny legs and crossed his arms. Being a skeleton, he didn’t actually have any parts, but there was a clear through-line between his hips that lead up through his ribs and out. He had had a few encounters with other skeleton’s bodies, ones more experienced with their form. He learned that most everyone just opted for either touching or penetrating the area between their pelvises was enough to bring back the mortal sensation of sexual pleasure, as the usual organs (breasts, penises, testicles, clitori) weren’t around to play with. He’d once been told he had sexy, wide open hips that any skeleton would be jealous to have. He wasn’t really sure what to feel about it, but he carried that in stride.
Glottis mumbled something and pulled on the collar of his jumpsuit, sweat starting to bead on his forehead. He didn’t really know he could feel this sort of way- this kind of excitement was a bit new to him.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind… I’m just not too knowledgeable about this… stuff!” He attempted to scoot back a bit to face his full body towards the man, shaking the car a bit. Manny uncrossed his legs, spreading them open so Glottis could see his entrance. His arms uncrossed and his hands pushed the inside of his knees outward, holding them in place.
“Well, mi cariño, I think I can show you the ropes.”
–
With time, Manny had placed himself in the front seat, legs spread as wide as he could spread them. He removed his suit and tie, but kept on his navy undershirt, trying to keep this encounter casual. Glottis was overshadowing him, standing behind the car’s grill with his hands, fiddling with the zipper on his jumpsuit. His eyes kept glancing back at Manny, making little whimpers as he tried to build up the confidence to take off his clothes.
“...Take your time,” Manny cheered him on.
“A-are you sure it’ll be alright? I’m a big guy, I don’t wanna hurt you or nothin’,” he blurted out, legitimately kind of worried he would crush him once he stepped in.
“Listen, you may be a monster, but I’m the one who’s asking you for this. I’ll watch out for the both of us; I’ll tell you if I need to stop.” He was trying to be sweet, but his voice had some genuine concern mixed in. He was worried this might be too fast for Glottis, that he just wasn’t the kind of guy who could leave his emotions behind and have a quickie.
Shutting his eyes and tensing his body, he forced himself to build the confidence to get naked in front of someone else. His little ears wiggled as he raised his head to the sky. After a big inhale, he shouted,
“ALRIGHT, IF YOU SAY SO-!”
Tilting his entire body down to pull the zipper past his waist, a noticeable shadow emerging from his legs. Manny held back a gasp as Glottis’ member throbbed in front of him, spilling out to reveal a cock of comical size. This thing was nearly as girthy and almost as tall as Manny, a dark crimson beast that throbbed at its base and oozed at its tip. Just behind it were a pair of balls that seemed small compared to the penis it was connected to- little fuzzy dice still barely tucked in the jumpsuit.
“OOO-OOHOO-HOoo, MANNY, I’m not sure I’ve ever FELT like this about another guy!”
Calavera tried to measure the thing with his eyes, as a wide step pushed the vehicle’s weight down. He backed up a bit, trying to make sure he, Glottis, and his partner had enough room to fit in the front. It was easier now that Glottis wasn’t sitting down to drive, but the extra space they saved by not sitting was quickly being filled by a giant elemental dong.
“...If it helps, you can think of me as a lady,” he responded, trying to hide the tremble in his throat from both fear and anticipation.
“It’s- OOH-” Glottis was interrupted by a huge throb from his dick, causing him to jerk forward a little and drip pre onto Manny’s waist. “I-it’s fine! I think I’m… hard… enough!”
Glottis grunted, carefully leaning forward to pin Manny’s left side down with his arm, his snout nearly pressed against his skull. His breath was heavy and smelled of motor oil, not much different than the car. Manny decided to grab the sides of his face to pull himself up a bit, preparing to be engulfed by the rest of his body.
“Keep going then, you’re almost there.” He looked down to see their bottom halves lined up, almost touching but kept apart by Glottis’ stance. He took a deep breath and tried to center himself, the deep fragrance of fossil fuels filling his absent lungs.
Glottis pushed against the seat, the car tilting down and to the left as he brought his leg to saddle up to Manny’s waist. This shifting caused Manny’s position to be compromised, his body falling to lean against Glottis’ arm, left leg moving up to catch his balance. As Glottis pushed forward, his leg was quickly pinned under their chests, the right side of the larger man finally cresting the front of the vehicle to step inside.
“AI- Glottis, I’m pinned under your-”
Unable to stop himself from moving, Glottis was forced to tilt forward and pin Manny’s left leg and left side under his right arm, falling forward into his weight. His snout pressed up nice and close into Manny’s face, shoving him into the cushions as his entrance lined up with the tip of the red rocket. A loud moan came from Manny’s chest as he was stretched into this unique position, Glottis groaning loudly as he fell inside.
“UH OH-”
A creak came out from the wagon, testing every bit of the car’s suspension as Glottis slipped through Manny’s ilium into the area above, not stopping until the heavy bulb at the bottom of his cock SMACKED against his pubic bone. An extremely tight squeeze for Glottis, his cock found itself all the way up, reaching to just barely curve into Manny’s sternum. The throbbing beast was lined up with his spine, his body just barely holding itself together as his hips shuddered in orgasm. His moans turned into a laugh, absolutely dumbfounded by the overwhelming feeling of getting filled up to his ribs. These were no human pleasures- this kind of depraved thing could only happen to the dead. What luck.
Glottis’ jaw was closed shut by Manny’s grip, his teeth clenched together with the bony arms squeezing for dear life onto his massive head, a grumbling purr resonating through both of their bodies. Glottis was completely overwhelmed with this kind of feeling- his lack of experience boning skeletons and his need to please creating a weird cocktail of feelings that drove him to immediately finish, tensing his hips and pushing forward again.
A loud, sticky POP came from their waists as Glottis forced his knot through the hole, a wave of gooey cum splattering the inside of Manny’s ribs as knot, once inside, puffed up and plugged the hole. His dick was all the way inside, now rubbing the sides of Manny’s third and fourth rib. Their waists couldn’t touch- his dick was so large that it was literally forcing their bodies apart, only able to touch upper bodies as they whimpered in overwhelming harmony.
–
Forty minutes later, they were sitting in their respective seats again, all dressed and free of stress. Manny’s body, being undead, was actually pretty resilient as long as you gave it time to rest. Glottis had taken a power nap after their aftercare (for both the men and his car) and was now tapping his fingers on the wheel of the wagon.
“So,” Glottis broke the silence, “talk about a tight squeeze, huh?”
Manny pinched his brow and leaned back, trying to ignore the stains inside his shirt. “Just drive.”
“YOU GOT IT!”