It's been about two weeks since the Sergal named Enzo arrived at the Western town of Dustview. He wakes in his room at the local apartments, standing and stretching out his seven-foot-nine body before heading out to the main floor, not bothering with clothes – He prefers to go without, as it's hard to find stuff that will fit someone of his size! He pays his rent before heading outside, taking in the dry air as he walks to the general store to pick up a few things for himself.

Unknown to him, though, he's followed out of the building by a red-furred jackrabbit, grinning a scheming grin as he tails the tall Sergal…

Meanwhile, at the town saloon, a Nightstalker sits at the bar, sipping some water and munching on a chicken sandwich. Grimm had become fast friends with the town's newest resident, and it makes him smile whenever the two of them get to chat and whatnot together. Enzo may be a bit of a pawful, the nightstalker will freely admit, but his hearts are certainly in the right place!

That long, forked tongue flicks out, idly tasting the air, and Grimm smiles softly, catching his friend's scent coming from outside. But his smile quickly lowers as he picks up something else, and he stands and straightens his brown overshirt and tan pants, before speaking to the bartender.

"Watch this for me, will ya? I'll be right back."

The cougar behind the counter nods. "Sure thing. What's on your mind, Grimm?"

"I smell trouble," he responds, tail rattling. "Reckon Crimson is up to his usual tricks. But he's picking the wrong Sergal to mess with."

The nightstalker adjusts his black cowboy hat before stepping outside.

Outside the general store, Enzo is listening intently to the jackrabbit, who's holding a glass bottle of red liquid.

"So you see," the rabbit explains with a toothy grin, "that's why you need some of Crimson's Special Elixir. It'll grow back your hair and buff up your muscles in no time at all!"

The Sergal smiles vacantly and nods along, commenting "But I already have a full head of hair!" without breaking his smile.

Crimson chuckles. "And you don't want to lose it, do you? Just two silver dollars, and you can be guaranteed a full head of hair for the rest of your-"

BANG!

The bottle explodes in the rabbit's hand, glass and liquid falling to the dusty ground below.

Crimson yelps, looking around in fear – While Enzo's eyes widen as he says "Ooh, pretty!"

From several paces away, Grimm holsters his Colt Peacekeeper while casually strolling to the pair, addressing the rabbit in a calm but threatening tone. "If you don't want me aiming a bit to the right next time, Crimson, I suggest you leave Enzo alone."

The jackrabbit stammers, crouching down to sweep up the remains of the bottle. "O-Oh, Grimm! I didn't realize he was with you!" He sheepishly gathers the shards of glass and dumps them into his satchel. "I-I'll just be going, then…"

Grimm nods. "Damn right you will."

Crimson scurries away, leaving the Nightstalker alone with the Sergal.

"You gotta watch that fella," Grimm advises. "He's nothing but a snake oil salesman."

Enzo tilts his head. "But he wasn't selling me snake oil; he was talking about a hair elixir! Is that made out of snakes? I didn't think snakes had hair!"

The Nightstalker blinks, then lets out a chuckle. He's mostly grown accustomed to his friend's non-sequiturs and off-the-wall statements, but they still sometimes catch him off-guard.

"No, it's just an expression. 'Snake oil' means a worthless junk product being sold like it's useful, when it isn't."

"Ohh, I see," Enzo says with a smile. "Sort of like the foot scrub I bought at the store yesterday?"

"Huh?"

The Sergal shrugs. "Yeah, I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed all night but I didn't grow another foot! It was really disappointing."

Grimm's jaw drops at this, and he slowly facepalms, laughing. "Oh, Enzo…"

After taking a moment to collect himself, the Nightstalker leads his friend into the store, quietly asking "Do you know what all you need?"

Enzo nods. "Yes! I even made a list so I don't forget anything!"

He shows Grimm a piece of paper, and the Nightstalker nods.

"Sounds good. I've got to pick up a few things too."

From the back of the store, a female voice calls out. "Hang on a sec, I'll be right there!"

Grimm calls back "Take your time, Molly; we're not going anywhere."

A few seconds later, an older mare steps into view, smiling warmly at Grimm. But her expression drops when she sees Enzo.

"Look, I've said ya can't come shoppin' here no more."

Before Enzo can say anything, the Nightstalker raises an eyebrow. "And why's that?"

Molly scoffs. "I've seen ya hangin' around with him. You oughta know he's a loony!"

Grimm's expression lowers to a serious look at this. "First off, he's my friend, and secondly, he's an alien; he's not used to normal conventions. But how about I help you two out?"

He looks up at the tall Sergal. "Here, let me see your list."

Enzo nods and hands Grimm the paper, still giving his usual silly smile.

"Alright, let's see… Uh…" The Nightstalker's expression turns confused as he looks back at Enzo. "What do you mean, 'one red, two green, one yellow, one green, one orange'?"

Enzo beams proudly. "I'm gonna make a salad!"

Grimm's eyes widen in realization, and he turns to Molly. "He'll take a tomato, two heads of lettuce, a yellow bell pepper, a cucumber, and a carrot, please."

The mare blinks. "You could understand that?"

"Yeah – It was a lot of trial and error, but I'm pretty good at understanding how he thinks." He chuckles softly. "Most of the time, anyway."

"Huh," Molly says with a shrug. "Well, anythin' I can get for you, Grimm?"

The Nightstalker smiles. "Yes, please – Just a bottle of wood wax and some metal polish. And a bit of gun oil too, if you would. Oh, and…" He leans close, whispering something in the mare's ear so Enzo wouldn't hear him.

The storekeeper nods and heads back, gathering everything for both orders before returning to the counter.

"Alright, Grimm; your order is four dollars, and Enzo's is two, please."

Enzo goes to offer some money, but Grimm shakes his head. "Don't worry, bud, I've got it."

The Nightstalker counts out six silver dollar coins and hands them over to the mare, who smiles and puts them in her pocket before giving them their items.

"Thank you! Have a good day, ya hear?"

"You too, Molly," Grimm replies.

The two customers leave the store, and Grimm smiles. "How about we get that back to your place, alright?"

Enzo nods. "Yeah, that's a good idea!"

They make their way to the apartment building, where they spot Crimson trying to sell his elixir to another hapless resident. But the jackrabbit cowers when he spots Grimm, muttering "I'll, uh… I'll tell you more later…" before cowering away out of sight.

"Hmpf," scoffs the Nightstalker.

Enzo leads the way to his apartment – 108 – And he unlocks the door and lets Grimm inside.

It's nothing too fancy; just a cozy room with a table and an eight-foot-long bed, a small kitchen, and a bathroom with an extra-tall shower. But it's enough for Enzo to call home, and that's all that matters to him!

The Sergal sets his veggies in the icebox before sitting down on the armchair, stretching out with a trill.

"Rrrr! Hehe!" Enzo's ears wiggle as he gets comfy. "So what did you get that wax and polish and oil for, Grimm?"

The Nightstalker chuckles. "Taking care of my guns. It's about time they got spiffed up again. And speaking of what I bought…"

He takes out the fourth item he had bought – A wooden toy train – And hands it to Enzo.

"I got this for you, friend."

The Sergal's eyes widen as he sees the plaything, and he takes it to look it over closely. "Ooh! It's so cool! I love it!"

Grimm smiles and chuckles softly. "I thought you would. Now you can operate your own rail line."

Enzo places the toy on the table and drives it around in circles, giggling ecstatically. "All aboard the Enzo Express! Woo-woo!"

The Nightstalker watches with a soft smile. Seeing his friend so happy makes him feel warm inside – And much like a curious child, the Sergal doesn't need a lot to be happy!

"I'll let you have some fun with that, friend. I'm going to take a shower, if that's alright with you."

Enzo nods. "Oh, sure! Ooh, maybe when you finish, do you think we can play together?"

"With your train?"

The Sergal giggles. "No, the innie-mitt fun we play after we shower, in bed!"

This invitation catches Grimm off-guard, but he soon chuckles and nods. "Sure, we can play in bed together. Actually, I've been wanting to try something with you. Let me get this dust out of my fur and scales, then we can have some intimate fun."

Grimm chuckles again as he heads to the washroom, feeling a tightness in his pants already. Enzo may act somewhat childlike, but he's still very much an adult and capable of thinking like one, even if in his own unique way.

After taking plenty of time to clean up, the Nightstalker steps out of the shower and dries off before stepping back into the main room without bothering to get dressed again. His hybrid-like body, featuring the scales of a rattlesnake and the fur of a coyote as well as features of both, is on full display. His heavy balls hang low, swaying with every step he takes as he heads toward his Sergal friend in bed.

Enzo, by now, has taken the time to dust himself off and clean a bit with some dry shampoo, ensuring his cyan and purple fur would be extra soft and fluffy. He's sat in bed, and his purple-and-cyan-mottled, fifteen-inch, ridged cock pulses softly at full mast. He's quite eager to play with his friend!

And Grimm is just as eager to play, his thick, ten-inch humanoid shaft bouncing at the sight of Enzo before him.

"I never get tired of seeing you like this, friend. Such a handsome Sergal you are."

The Nightstalker climbs onto the bed and takes Enzo's cock in his hand, giving it a few gentle strokes, which elicits a happy trill from the Sergal.

"Rrrr!"

Grimm chuckles at the noise, taking it as encouragement to continue!

The smooth pads on his furred hand caress that exotic shaft from tip to base and back again with slow, delicate movements, ensuring his partner feels nothing but the loving pleasure he wants to share.

Enzo shudders, his cock throbbing in Grimm's hand as he relaxes and enjoys himself immensely. The Nightstalker seems to know exactly what to do to make the Sergal happy, and soon, a bead of precum emerges from the tip of that shaft. Grimm smiles wider at this, his tongue flicking out to take in the almost fruity scent in the air, and he pauses his strokes to smear the slick fluid over Enzo's dick, making it nice and lubricated.

Soon, Grimm speaks up, his tone low but lustful. "You know how I said I had something on my mind I wanted to try with you, Enzo?"

The Sergal nods, trilling softly again. "Yes! What's inside your mind?"

The Nightstalker pauses, shaking his head and muttering "Goofball" under his breath before answering the question. "You know how I like to stick my cock inside you?"

"Yeah? It's a lot of fun!"

Grimm smirks wider. "Well, I was thinking, I want to feel yours inside me this time. Been wanting to ride your dick since I first saw it, actually."

Enzo's eyes widen at this. "Ooh! That sounds fun!" Though his expression lowers softly as a realization hits him. "But I don't know what to do!"

The Nightstalker chuckles. "You won't have to do anything this time. Just lie there and enjoy yourself; I'll take care of everything."

With that, he climbs over Enzo and grins softly, angling himself to line the purple cock below with his own rear entry. Slowly, Grimm lowers himself down, and a hiss escapes him as he feels a firm prod against his scaly taint. He adjusts a bit so Enzo's shaft pokes against his tight rim, and he chuckles quietly.

"Mhh, hold on tight now; hope you're ready for a ride…"

Lowering himself further bit by bit, Grimm groans softly as the slick shaft spreads his pucker and sinks inside him. Both he and Enzo shudder, Grimm from the sensations of taking such a thick shaft inside him, and Enzo from the warm and soft squeezes of his friend's rectum around his cock.

"Nnngh," groans Grimm. "It's been too long since I was penetrated…"

The Nightstalker lowers himself further, feeling the ridged shaft stroking his anus and rectal walls as it disappears further into him. He braces himself as he slides it deeper and deeper inside, spreading his depths and caressing his rectum so wonderfully.

Soon, he reaches the halfway point of the Sergal's cock, and he pauses to steady and prepare himself for what's about to come. He can feel the length throbbing inside him, and he grins widely, happy to provide his friend with such pleasure – Not to mention how much he's enjoying this himself!

"You feel incredible, friend," the Nightstalker says with a pleasured hiss.

Enzo trills, panting softly already as he relishes in the warm and snug squeezes to his cock. "Y-You do too! Mhhrrr!"

A chuckle escapes Grimm as he hears just how happy the Sergal is right now, and it only encourages him to continue!

Grimm lifts himself, sliding his friend's shaft back out until only the head is left inside him, before lowering down again to push it back in. His muscles tense as he repeats this motion, taking things nice and slowly as he rides Enzo's cock at this easy pace, not wanting to overwhelm his friend – He wants to make sure the Sergal is enjoying every moment of this just as much as he is!

And it seems his efforts are paying off as Enzo's trilling moans of pleasure sound out, showing the Nightstalker he's making his friend very happy indeed!

Continuing with these motions, Grimm gradually increases his pace once he feels Enzo can take it, sending that ridged shaft deeper into his rear with every push. The Sergal's ears wiggle as he sees a very visible bulge in his friend's belly every time he lowers all the way down!

"O-Ooh! You… You got it all inside!"

The Nightstalker chuckles, groaning softly in delight. "That I did, Enzo. And it feels so amazing in me."

Grimm keeps going with his movements, lifting until only the head of Enzo's shaft is left inside him, before dropping to push every last inch into his depths, repeating this at a quick pace for them both. He feels a tingle building in his balls and a throbbing from the cock inside him, and he knows it won't be long until they hit their climax!

"Nhhf… I'm almost there… Just a little-"

But before he can finish his sentence, Enzo reaches and grabs his friend's hips almost on pure reflex and pulls him all the way down, burying his cock as deeply inside of Grimm as he can! He trills and merps loudly as his shaft pulses, firing a hefty load of raw Sergal cum deep inside the Nightstalker's rectum!

"Awwrrrr! Mrrrp!"

Grimm pants softly, groaning as he feels the almost tingly flood of thick fluids filling him up. His own shaft bounces softly, so close to climaxing, but not quite ready to let go. He's tempted to reach and stroke himself the rest of the way, but a different idea comes to mind. A wide grin crosses his muzzle as he instead reaches to grab Enzo's head.

"Heh, sorry about this, friend, but I need to cum too…"

Before Enzo can ask what's going on, Grimm pulls him forcefully down, shoving him mouth-first around his cock! Thankfully, the Sergal is quite flexible, and his initial confusion is quickly replaced with ecstatic delight as he ends up swallowing Grimm's dick!

The Sergal huffs and sucks on the shaft in his warm maw, swirling his purple tongue all around the thick humanoid cock while the head plunges into his throat. He wiggles his ears as he slurps on the Nightstalker's shaft, eager to please his friend!

Grimm lets out a deep huff as his tail rattles eagerly while he forcefully pulls and pushes Enzo's head back and forth, fucking his friend's face to push himself over the edge. He knows the Sergal can take it, though he is attentive enough to make sure there are no signs of discomfort from his friend. But it seems Enzo is every bit as eager to give him this pleasure as Grimm is to receive it!

After a few more pushes, Grimm groans deeply and pulls Enzo's wedge-shaped muzzle all the way to his groin, pushing a few inches into his friend's throat as he shudders and reaches his much-needed peak. A torrent of raw Nightstalker cum pours from his heavy balls into the Sergal's gullet, and Enzo swallows everything down like a professional. Grimm holds on tightly, giving his friend a nice load after the fun they shared together.

Enzo's cock pulses again inside his friend's rear, letting loose another two spurts of cum and making Grimm's belly bulge that much further. It seems he enjoyed this quite a lot as well!

It takes a good several seconds for them both to come down from their respective peaks, but after some time, Grimm lets go of Enzo's head, damn near collapsing atop his friend. Enzo lets go of Grimm's dick and lies back on the bed, and the two of them huff and pant to catch their breath, both enjoying a deep, tingly afterglow together after the intense intimacy they shared.

"Mhhrrrf… That was… So much fun, Grimm…!"

"Heheh… You said it, friend…"

Even as Enzo's cock begins to soften, Grimm opts to leave it inside his rear to keep it warm. He smiles, petting his friend's chest and sides, and not long later, he drifts off into a comfortable rest, holding tightly to the Sergal.

Enzo isn't far behind as he lets out a nice big yawn, succumbing to exhaustion as he wraps his arms around his friend, hugging closely in a warm snuggle as he fades into unconsciousness as well, sleeping soundly with the Nightstalker.

The two rest comfortably with big smiles on their faces, dreaming of each other – And imagining even more fun they could share in the future.