Ever since your two adorable catboys have started to regularly play mate, you keep a closer eye on them. Like every good owner you have them on contraceptives, so you won’t end up with the task of rehoming an entire litter any time soon, but a little voice inside your head tells you to keep a firm watch.
You soon come to realize why. Your tabby catboy has always been a bit bigger and stronger than your little calico, so really you shouldn’t be surprised when you notice a pattern in their play mating that has him coming out as the sole winner. It irks you. A couple of denied or even ruined orgasms are fun and all, but the way they play isn’t really fair to little Calico. It usually starts out as normal kitten’s play; your two catboys will paw and swat at each other which then turns into a wild chase through the house and ends up with them roughhousing on the floor. This is the point where Tabby almost always gains the upper hand. He will wrestle Calico into submission until he’s towering over the smaller cat and then rut against him until he finds release, which has always come easier to him than it did for Calico.
You can’t be mad about it either, not when you’ve never taught Tabby better, but their play mating has only started recently and you’re a very busy person so there simply hasn’t been the right time to train him just yet. Still, it isn’t very fair to Calico, so the next time you see it happening you intervene.
It happens like it always does and ends with Tabby rutting against Calico's ass until he cums and his little catboy cock sprays milky white cum all over Calico's panties. He stops moving not long after, his body heavy amd motionless on top of Calico's, the bulk of his weight leaving your smaller boy unable to move. This time, though, when Calico's big eyes find your own and he let's out a whiny mew, asking for you, you move into action. Lifting a confused and slightly grumpy Tabby up and to the side, you free your calico catboy and pull him up into your lap. With his back pressed against your chest and his legs spread apart wide, his pretty cunt is perfectly exposed to the room. Shying away, Calico squirms and winds in your lap, but as soon as your fingers find his clit he realizes that you are helping him and practically arches into your touch. Gathering up the slick that's running down Calico's quivering thighs, you don't hesitate to pick up the pace.
Tabby watches wide-eyed and open-mouthed as you fingers quickly work over Calico's clit with enough enthusiasm that it has your catboy mewling and panting in your lap as his hips studder and twitch uncontrollably. "Oh, you poor little kitten," you coo at him, "has Tabby not played nice with you? Do you need my help to cum, little thing?"
"Ye- Yes, please. Please- Please!"
You smile and tighten your grip around Calico's middle, pressing him harder against your own body, knowing that the close contact is crucial for a catboy. "Don't worry sweetheart, I know what a good boy you've been. I won't keep you waiting," you promise and double your efforts. With how pent up your poor kitty has been, it doesn't take long for him fall apart underneath you. Calico cums with a loud howl and your name on his lips. His small body twitches and trembles from the aftershocks of his orgasm and you proudly praise him for being such a good boy. You give him a moment to breathe, idly petting his sides, before one of your fingers dips into his entrance. Oversensitive and confused, Calico let's out a helpless little "Huh?" and you grin at him.
"You came so prettily for me, sweetheart, I think you deserve a little treat."
