Gompers had finished off Stan (Stan couldn't jizz any more after about fifty orgasms) and left the man covered in a huge pool of his own cum in the middle of the living room floor. Gompers hoped that Stan would clean it up, or eat it, at least.
And so Gompers returned to Soos for his "reward". He galloped up the stairs and went to the door of his master's secret room, smelling BO, butt cheese (the moldy, sexy kind), and tacos from Taco Bell as he did so. When Soos opened the door, Gompers realized that the smell was coming from HIM.
All the better. Gompers' mouth and dick salivated sweetly in anticipation.
"Hey there, partner!" Soos yelped, chins giggling as he did so. And then he let the goat cum in.
It would have been hard for him to resist anyways. Gompers was very intent about getting his way, so resisting is rarely worth the effort. Soos pretended to give his horns a handjob, giggled a bit, and then sprawled out on the couch, penis beginning to rise.
"So, how was Bill?"
"Baaaaaa."
"I knew his cheesy Dorito dick was too hard to resist. Anyways, I'm almost ready to give you your reward!"
"Baaaaaa!"
This was good. And good in a dirtyway. Soos waited for his 1 inch peenas to become erect and then turned to Gompers.
"Do my hambone, hambone! I want you so bad! And… well, that's pretteh bad." Soos growled sexly.
Gompers dove in for the snack. Back and forth and back and forth he sucked, aroused by Soos' small dick and the moldy bacteria cheese in his pubes. There was some dried blood in there, probably from the last time Soos raped Mabel when she had her period.
He liked it when she was saucy.
Anyways, he turned back to the blowjob at hand, reveling in the way Gompers was so eager to swallow his moist, jizz-smothered, mold-covered, and blood-encrusted pubes. They smelled even BETTER than Bill's had.
"Oh, yeah, hambone! I want you to goat fuck me so hard like you did Stan!"
"Baaa?" Gompers bleated in confusion. How did Soos know?
"Oh, I know."
On and on he continued the blowing, like a firework of tense, goat sex energy. Until Soos came. And came. And came again and again and again.
His reward was done.
Soos patted the goat on the head, making sure to catch of few dribbles of his drool and savor the pubes - his and thick - that were inside of that same drool. He swallowed a bit of it. Smiled. And then…
"Alright, the time has cummed. Your new mission is to go find that red-headed, sexy bitch that works in the Gift Shop and her sexy zombie boyfriend that I've always wanted to buttfuck."
"Baaaa!"
Soos liked the way Gompers talked. After taking another swab of Gompers' pube filled drool and eating it, he nodded.
Gompers set out, but not before licking some of the jizz off of Stanford, who was still passed out in the living room. He had to nudge Waddles away from the jizz first, though. That pig was so greedy!
Gompers tore Stan's boxers off and licked some of the jizz that had oozed down to his butthole. The shit (Stanford never wiped!) and the semen was too much, like how strawberries and chocolate go together….
He orgasmed. Twice.
Then he skipped off to find the people Soos had told him to fuck. He remembered hearing the two talking about getting back together and hanging out in the graveyard that night. Dipper looked really sad…
But Gompers would make him happy again.