Compensation

 

A.N. Lorax/Once-ler RP featuring Kitty as Once-ler and Terry as Lorax

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The Once-ler paced back and forth in his huge office, he'd been waiting all day for the delivery of his new double neck guitar. He sighed and sat down in his large chair, taking off his oversized top hat to run a hand through his hair before replacing it. His obsession with biggering had really escalated in the past month and he found himself buying huge versions of everything, but it still didn't seem like enough. He groaned and leaned his chin on his desk. What was taking so long?

The Lorax burst into the room, his eyes blazing with anger. "Beanpole!!! We need to talk!" He ran across the room and hopped up onto the Once-ler's desk. "I have had it up to here with your biggering!" he exclaimed. "Do you have any idea how many trees you're killing? How much habitat you're destroying?"

The Once-ler sat up straight, his eyes going wide as the small creature burst through the door. He crossed his legs at the mention of his biggering and crossed his arms, glaring down at the Lorax, his face red. "Get out of my office!"

"No." the Lorax glared up at him and put his hands on his hips. "Honestly, Beanpole, this is really upsetting. Why won't you listen to me?!"

The Once-ler sat back in his chair, pouting. "I don't have to listen to you." He glanced down at his own crotch, then back at the Lorax without even thinking. "You can't stop me from biggering."

The Lorax raised an eyebrow at the Once-ler's strange behavior, but he shook his head and continued trying to reason with the man. "Listen to yourself, Beanpole, you're acting like a spoiled kid!"

The Once-ler huffed. "I don't care. I like biggering." He glanced from the Lorax to his crotch a few more times, his face grew red when he caught himself, and he cleared his throat, shifting his position to change which leg was crossed. "I like biggering." he repeated.

The Lorax shook his head. Something odd was going on here, but he couldn't put his finger on it. "Beanpole..." he began slowly. "Uncross your legs."

The Once-ler's eyes went wide and he forced his legs closer together. "Wh-why should I do that?"

Within seconds, the Lorax was in the Once-ler's lap, sliding his hand down between his thighs. "I said spread your legs, Beanpole."

"G-get off of me, you weirdo!!" The Once-ler squirmed under the Lorax, parting his legs as he tried to get away, his cheeks bright red.

The Lorax sighed and snapped his fingers, instantly binding the Once-ler's arms behind his chair. "Now, let's see what we've got here..." He grabbed the Once-ler's trousers and shoved them down his hips. He immediately let out a sharp, barking laugh as his eyes fell on the man's extremely short appendage. "Ha! Oh my god, Beanpole, what even is that?! Now I understand why you need to bigger so much!!!"

The Once-ler squirmed desperately, tears stinging his eyes. "D-don't laugh at me!" He bit his lip, glancing away, and squeezed his legs together, trying to hide his small cock.

"How could I not laugh? It's hilarious!!" the Lorax shook his head with a shit-eating grin and gave the Once-ler's cock a flick. It bounced pathetically and the Lorax found this even more hilarious, slapping his leg and cracking up. "Oh my god, Beanpole," he laughed, wiping a tear from his eye, "We are going to have so much fun with this."

The Once-ler yelped as his cock was flicked and he lowered his head, his cheeks burning, a few tears slipping down them. "It's not funny!!" he cried, shaking his head.

"Oh, you just don't have any sense of humor," the Lorax chuckled, hopping off the man's lap onto the desk and rummaging around in his drawers. "Let's see...oho!" He let out a triumphant laugh as he found a large drawer filled with toys, most of which appeared to be brand new. "Don't get laid much, do ya Beanpole?" he nodded at the collection of unused toys, looking almost sympathetic. "Well, we'll change that!"

The Once-ler's eyes grew wide and he glanced up at the Lorax. "What? No way, don't even think about it, Moustache!" He narrowed his eyes, his expression serious. "I mean it."

"Oh shut up, Beanpole," the Lorax replied airily, picking out a vibrating wand from the drawer and then hopping back onto the Once-ler's lap. He shook his head with a grin as he gazed down at the Once-ler's tiny cock. "Seriously, though. How do you even jerk this thing off? The entire thing fits in your fist."

"S-stop it!" the Once-ler whimpered. "You just think you can come in here and... and... belittle me?!" He glared at the Lorax. "You suck," he grumbled.

"No," the Lorax replied, "But I will. Now let's see what we can do to make this guy a little bigger..." He flipped the vibrator onto it's lowest setting and carefully lowered it until it was just touching the tip of the Once-ler's cock. He skimmed it over the head playfully, glancing up at the Once-ler to gauge his reaction.

The Once-ler's breath caught in his throat and he slowly looked down at the Lorax. "Th-that's-AH!" he cried out as his cock quickly grew to its full hardness, which was still only a few inches, and he involuntarily bucked against the vibrator.

The Lorax made a 'tsk' sound and pulled the vibrator away. "Now, now, you need to control yourself, Beanpole," he chided. "If you can't, I may as well just leave you like this." He dipped the vibrator down again and ran it along the Once-ler's shaft in small circular motions.

The Once-ler whimpered and squeezed his eyes shut, trying his best the keep his hips from moving. "Wh-why are you doing this?" he gasped.

The Lorax shrugged. "Can't seem to teach you a lesson any other way." He flicked the vibrator onto its medium setting and dragged it along the head of the Once-ler's cock, coaxing a drop of pre-cum out. "Oh, there we go! Your little clit's getting nice and wet."

The Once-ler cried out and shook his head, his face growing increasingly red, more tears forming in his eyes. "D-don't call it that!!"

"Why not?" the Lorax laughed as he continued to tease the Once-ler with the vibrator, skimming it lightly across his balls. "That sure as hell ain't big enough to be a cock, Beanpole!"

"S-stop it!" The Once-ler pressed his head back against the chair, clenching his hands into fists against it. He couldn't help but thrust against the touch, his cock aching even though he felt so degraded and humiliated.

The Lorax shook his head with a grin. "Hey, Beanpole, what did I say about keeping still?" he pulled the vibrator away and sat up on the desk, spreading his own legs. "Lemme show you what a real cock looks like, hmmm?" He began massaging his crotch with the vibrator, slowly coaxing his cock from its sheath.

The Once-ler's eyes widened as he watched the Lorax's large imposing cock emerge and he glanced up to meet the Lorax's gaze, his eyes saying everything he was thinking.

The Lorax laughed at the Once-ler's expression. "Impressive, eh Beanpole? Well, I'm glad you like it, because you're going to suck it." He grabbed the Once-ler's chair and yanked it forward, pulling the Once-ler's head down and pressing the tip of his cock against his lips.

The Once-ler shook his head, pressing his lips together and glaring at the Lorax. There was absolutely no way he was putting that thing in his mouth.

The Lorax raised an eyebrow skeptically. "Beanpole, I'm a guardian of the forest. I have powers way beyond anything you could hope to comprehend. Now, think about whether or not you really want to say no to me."

The Once-ler's gaze softened a bit and he slowly opened his mouth, whimpering as he took the barbed tip inside, blood slowly beading on his tongue as the barbs caught on it.

The Lorax let out a soft moan, thrusting lightly into the Once-ler's mouth, the barbs digging into his tongue. "C'mon Beanpole, you can do better than that," he coaxed, running his paws through the Once-ler's thick black hair.

The Once-ler groaned, but leaned forward even more, taking the Lorax's large length further into his mouth. He glanced needfully up at the Lorax and bucked his hips lightly into the air, his cock dripping precum, and let out a small whine.

The Lorax shook his head. "Nu-uh. I'm not touching your clit again until you get me off." He pushed his hips forward slightly, biting his bottom lip as the Once-ler's mouth engulfed him. He slowly began to thrust in and out, the barbs on his cock dragging painfully over the Once-ler's tongue.

The Once-ler let out a muffled cry of pain, but attempted to pleasure the Lorax as best as he could, though he could taste copper pooling in his mouth, filling it more with each painful thrust. He crossed his legs, rubbing them over his cock in a weak attempt at masturbating.

"Beanpole!!!" the Lorax swatted the Once-ler's knee, thrusting more roughly into his mouth. "What did I just say?" He let out a loud moan almost immediately afterward, however, as the Once-ler's tongue ran over his cock. "Fuck..." he bucked his hips faster, shoving his cock in and out of the Once-ler's mouth.

The Once-ler let out a muffled cry as the Lorax thrust into him, but he needed to be touched, he couldn't take it anymore, so he tried his best to get the Lorax off, swirling his tongue around the sharp barbs and dragging it along the length.

The Lorax gasped and came with a loud cry, bucking desperately and shooting hot semen down the Once-ler's throat. When he finished, he sat back and tried to catch his breath, removing his cock from the Once-ler's mouth as it slowly returned to its sheath.

"Alright Beanpole, c'mere," he murmured, leaning over to gently kiss the Once-ler before pushing him back against the chair and climbing into his lap. "Let's finish you off, shall we?" He licked a generous swathe up the Once-ler's cock before taking it into his mouth to the hilt (which, admittedly, was not very far.)

The Once-ler swallowed down the cum, making a face as it slid down his throat along with a large amount of blood that had been pooling in his mouth. He gasped as the Lorax licked up his length and cried out as he took the entire thing into his mouth. "O-oh fuck, Moustache!"

The Lorax grinned up at him, ravishing his cock with his tongue, swirling it around the head and into the slit, then bobbing his head up and down on it. He grabbed the vibrator and set it to its maximum speed, teasing the Once-ler's balls with it.

The Once-ler writhed under the Lorax, moaning and gasping and repeating his name. "Oh my god," he breathed, bucking into the Lorax's mouth. "Oh my god."

The Lorax sped up, his tongue teasing and caressing the Once-ler, and he massaged him quickly and deftly with the vibrator, his eyes locked on the Once-ler's gaze, as if willing him to come.

The Once-ler couldn't hold back any longer and he came with a sharp cry, spurting in hot ropes in the Lorax's mouth. He leaned back in the chair with a groan and glanced lazily down at the Lorax.

The Lorax swallowed down the Once-ler's cum and licked his lips, then snapped his fingers, freeing the Once-ler as quickly as he had bound him. "Y'know, Beanpole," he grinned, cuddling up against him, "For such a tiny dick, you're not a half-bad lay."

The Once-ler huffed, but wrapped his arms around the Lorax. "...Maybe I can give the biggering a break," he murmured. He didn't feel quite so inadequate around the Lorax... even if he did tease him.

The Lorax looked up at him in surprise, then smiled, nuzzling against his chest. "Thanks, Beanpole."

The Once-ler smiled back, leaning down to kiss the Lorax on the head. "No problem, Moustache."