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Knot a Three Pointer

By Danath

Characters (C) RayO_ElGatubelo

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Kurt jumped into the air, releasing the basketball at the peak of his leap.

"He shoots!"

The ball sailed towards the hoop and swished through perfectly.

"He scores!"

The handsome human ran towards the basket, hands over his head, black hair streaming over his red headband. Fit, attractive, and olive-skinned, the Turkish man grinned at his friend as he collected the ball.

"You wanna go again? Or have you had enough?"

Felix, his brown-haired friend, scowled and kicked the ground with his trainers.

"You just got lucky."

"Lucky? Three games in a row is lucky?"

The sounds of their argument echoed off the brick walls surrounding the basketball court, tucked away behind an old school building. The evening summer sun still peeked over the horizon.

"We've got enough time for another game if you think you can redeem yourself, cat!"

Felix frowned and shook his head. "Basketball doesn't prove anything, dog," he said, putting extra emphasis on the dog, knowing it prickled Kurt's nerves. The werewolf prided himself on his undomesticated appearance when transformed.

"What? You think you're better than me?"

Kurt stepped up to Felix, nose to nose, and growled deep in his throat, an unnatural sound for a human to make, though not especially for the werewolf.

Felix growled right back, golden eyes narrowing. Human one second, after a blink they were changed into vertical cat's eyes, gold in color.

Kurt reached out and grabbed Felix by the shirt. "There's another way to settle this, you know."

Felix growled again and shoved Kurt away. "Don't tell me you think you'll win that game. Or have you forgotten last time?"

Kurt smirked. "Maybe I let you win."

"Hah! Letting a cat pound your ass because you're feeling sorry for me? Likely. Admit it. Felines rule. Canines drool."

"That's it!"

Kurt's shoulders swelled inside his t-shirt as he lunged at Felix, hands outstretched. Thick black fur sprouted from his fingers and wrists as he soared through the air towards the werelion. Felix just managed to avoid the large black claws and twisted to the side as Kurt skidded to a halt, breathing hard.

"Hey!" Felix said, holding up a hand as Kurt readied himself for another run. "Just a sec. These cost me too much money."

Felix sat down on the basketball court and reached for his shoes, undoing the laces even as a mane of golden brown fur sprouted around his chin and neck, covering up the smooth human skin underneath. The bridge of his nose widened and his nostrils flared as he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks.

Kurt watched, still breathing hard and angry, but soon followed suit, kicking off his sneakers and pulling his sweaty t-shirt over his head.

In a few short minutes, both humans were naked and mid-transformation. Felix scrambled to his feet and warily circled Kurt, keeping his shoulders low as more rich fur grew in. Both males growled at each other, arms up, as their changes accelerated.

Kurt lunged forward as soon as his muzzle formed, replacing his human mouth with a long wolven snout. Black fur spread down the back of his neck, over his shoulders, and along his arms. In addition to mere fur, the werewolf's body grew in size. His human figure featured a fit, attractive physique, but as he transformed, that body gave way to a much more powerful one.

Muscles rippled down his backside, shifting the black pelt, as he slapped at his pecs, smacking his palm into the white fur coating his pecs and belly. The red headband he wore as a human remained, though it rode up slightly over his pointed black ears. His claws left scratches in the basketball court's surface as he turned his growing body to keep himself facing the werelion.

Felix's changes kept pace. Powerful thighs blossomed under his golden fur, matched by thick biceps and a strong barrel chest. He roared at the werewolf, jaws snapping, teeth bared, as he stared down the bridge of his muzzle at his basketball opponent. Between his legs, a hefty sheath swung back and forth, complete with baseball-sized nuts below.

The werelion grunted as he felt his tail flick behind him, growing long, the tufted tip swaying and balancing him as he kept pace with Kurt.

"Can't wait to get more of this, huh?" he growled, reaching down to give his package a squeeze. "Canines like you can't get enough, is that it?"

Kurt's shoulders rippled as he flexed, growing taller and more muscular by the moment. His huge legs lifted and fell deliberately, designed for the chase. He flexed his arms out, cracking his knuckles, as he stared down the proud werelion.

"You're gonna regret those words, kitty cat..."

Both males snarled and lunged towards each other, locking arms. Were it not that each was nearly seven feet tall and bursting with muscular power, they wouldn't be out of place on an average olympic wrestling mat. They broke apart, each panting hard, and warily resumed pacing each other, testing their reactions.

Felix feinted left, then darted right, but Kurt recognized the move and countered it. They locked arms again, growling roughly at each other, noses inches apart, black fur mixing with golden brown as they shoved and pushed, claws scraping the court's surface, leaving deep furrows in the painted cement.

Kurt's transformation finished first. The werewolf looked bestial, hulk-like, a brute of muscle. His deep fur clung to his powerful shoulders and V-shaped torso that narrowed in towards his hips. The long white fur coating his stomach hid most of the definition until he flexed as he fought for a dominant position with the lion. Between his straining thighs, the wolf's red shaft drooped from his sheath, betraying his excitement.

Felix finished transforming moments later. The lion was a little shorter, squatter, but no less muscular, and possibly bigger down below. He snarled and snapped his teeth at the canine before twisting to the side, trying to pull Kurt off balance.

The werewolf stumbled, but managed to lean away and regain his footing before Felix could take advantage.

"Gonna have to do better than that, kitty cat!" he said, smirking. "I know all your moves by now."

The werelion's head lowered, though his eyes turned up, keeping Kurt in his sights. He crouched low, knees bent, thighs stretching, backside rippling with power. All seven feet of the feline morph launched forward, arms stretching out for the wolf.

Rather than dodge, Kurt took the hit and rolled backwards. Bringing his knees up, he managed to get onto his shoulders, kick his legs out, and use Felix's own momentum to flip him over. Kurt followed right along and twisted his body in mid-air. They landed hard on the cement, with Kurt on top and Felix growling up at him on his back, the wind knocked out of both.

Kurt shifted his hips, dragging his semi-hard sheath along Felix's own maleness.

"C'mon, kitty... play nice... you know you want it," he said, smirking again.

"Fuck you!"

Felix humped his hips into the air, trying to throw Kurt off, but the werewolf was once again a step ahead. He rolled back and onto his feet, somersaulting, and resumed a wrestling posture as Felix scrambled upright with rather less grace. Kurt grinned again and reached down, giving his full sheath a firm squeeze, and flexed his arms, showing off his powerful biceps.

"Can't wait to feel you squeezing around my dick," he said, his voice pitched in a taunting lilt. "You're gonna love it!"

Felix's face furrowed, his huge muzzle pulling back in a display of teeth. The werelion's tail whipped side to side for a second before he threw himself forward, shoulder down, barreling into Kurt and driving him back into the cement wall surrounding the court. The wall cracked and sagged, indenting around the werewolf's powerful backside, but Kurt bounced off of it, pushing himself away and twisting around.

Felix yelped as he found himself shoved into the wall a moment later, his right arm twisted behind his back. The black-furred werewolf growled as he leaned in, twisting Felix's wrist up between his shoulder blades.

"Bastard!" Felix said, spitting.

"Oh, shush. You lost this time. No big deal."

Kurt grinned and growled into Felix's round ear, this time softer and smoother than when he was angry earlier.

The lion struggled, but Kurt's grip tightened and the cat yelped as his arm was twisted higher.

"You know what happens next, kitty," Kurt murmured. "Spread those legs for me..."

The werewolf's hips pressed forward, sliding his fat sheath between the werelion's rump cheeks, hotdogging his angry friend. The feline's powerful hips shifted forward and back, trying to get away, but the werewolf continued the chase until his semi-hard furry white sheath rested pleasantly between the lion's rump.

"Mmmm... isn't that better?" Kurt said, his voice a low growl. "Cats like you love getting it from big bad wolves..."

"Fuck you!"

"Other way around, loverboy."

The werelion groaned as he felt the werewolf's powerful paw reach around and grasp the base of his sheath, squeezing out a few thick inches of lion-stalk. The stroking continued as the lion occasionally struggled, testing if the wolf would let his guard down.

Kurt's red maleness hardened up quickly between the lion's golden cheeks, heavy and hard, thick as his wrist at the base and tapered slightly towards the tip. The beginnings of a pleasantly large knot showed inside his sheath as he pushed forward, grinding Felix forward into the wall. Kurt kept his right hand holding the lion's arm as his other stroked the male's growing erection, eliciting an aroused response from Felix whether he wanted it or not - though, after a few minutes, when the big golden male's hips shoved backwards, it was clear that, after all, he did.

"There's a good kitty," Kurt said, grinning. "You know you got a nice ass, right?"

The lion grunted as he felt the werewolf's shaft slide up and down, teasing under his tail. The tuft batted at the sides of Kurt's face until the werewolf's muzzle opened and clamped gently around it, holding it still and upright, leaving the lion exposed.

The werewolf's breath came quickly as he grew fully aroused. He could feel the lion's hips quivering, trying not to push the thick feline stalk into his paw. He smirked and tightened his grip, shoving his fist down to push the lion's sheath back. Felix moaned at that and lowered his head, panting hard, muzzle hanging open. He flexed his backside and clenched his rump around the werewolf's stalk as another moan escaped his lips.

"Mmmm... good kitty..."

The sun set, leaving the two massive weres in shadow. Kurt leaned in, pressing his chest to Felix's rippling backside, and nuzzled the side of the lion's neck. Felix shuddered as he tipped his head to the side, recognizing the werewolf's dominance. For the moment.

Kurt felt a trickle of pre-cum soaking into his furry black paw and growled again.

"Kitty likes it when I do this, huh?" he said around the tail clenched between his teeth.

The lion moaned as the werewolf's paw caressed his hard, heavy length, stroking from the base to the tip, smearing the thick clear pre across the sensitive organ with the pads on his palm. Occasionally he withdrew his paw, smearing the lion's pre around his own hard length, getting it wet. The lion leaned forward further, his free arm reaching up to support him against the cement wall, as his legs spread farther apart.

Kurt shuddered as he used more of the lion's pre on his own shaft, then gripped his sheath, where his sensitive knot remained locked away for the moment. He guided his length under the lion's tail, teasing the big male's sensitive ring with his tip.

"Nnfff... just fucking do it!" Felix snapped, panting hard.

"Heh heh..."

The lion moaned again as Kurt's grip on his wrist tightened, keeping his arm locked behind his back. He tried to push back on the werewolf's shaft, but the black-furred male pulled away. Their muscles ground together, chest to back, thighs to thighs, as the werewolf toyed with his prey.

Felix's cock jerked, flexing upwards, but his hips were so close to the wall his shaft simply smacked into the concrete, still pointing downwards, past his heavy white sac. Kurt's hips shifted as he guided his tip under the lion's tail again, leaving it pressing oh-so-gently against the feline's ring.

"You ready, kitty cat?" the werewolf growled, lips parting to take the lion's ear into his muzzle.

Felix shuddered as a thick burst of pre-cum splattered the wall, running down the cracked paint and onto the ground, pooling near his feet.

"Bastard," he gasped, only to let out a loud keen.

Kurt moaned as he pushed forward, his wet shaft flexing as he entered the defeated werelion. Both bestial males seized up as they joined together. The werewolf's thickness spread the golden-furred male wide once he got halfway, and he only got thicker the closer he got to the base of his length.

The werewolf released Felix's arm and shifted both paws to the muscular feline's hips, pulling him back as his own hips surged forward. He buried his length up to the half-formed knot, growling and gasping as he chewed on Felix's sensitive ear. The lion's paws went flat to the concrete wall, fingers splayed, as he leaned forward, chest pressed to the concrete, still warm from the fading sunlight.

"Ahhh! Fuck, easy!" the werelion gasped.

The other male grinned and pulled on the lion's ear with his teeth while shoving his hips forward again, teasing the feline's rump with his growing knot.

"Fuck!"

They soon settled into a steady rhythm. Kurt wrapped his arm around Felix's side, claws dragging over the lion's chest fur and belly. Their hips met again and again as the werewolf's fat knot swelled larger in his sheath. They breathed hard, no longer talking, as their flexing, muscular bodies shoved and pressed and urged each other on. Felix's arousal throbbed and spit pre-cum against the wall, a mess of clear seed that pooled larger, soon lapping at his toes. The werewolf's pre-seed trickled out of his tailhole, down the insides of his thighs, as the wolf's fat balls slapped into the back of Felix's thighs.

"Admit it: canines do it better," Kurt growled, head turning to lick and nip along the side of Felix's neck.

"Never! Nnnggh!"

The werewolf's knot popped free of his sheath at least. The angry red ball ground forward, threatening the lion's tail hole, only to pull back at the last moment, leaving Felix grunting and moaning in response. His head dropped again as he breathed hard, both paws pushing against the concrete, arms locking in place as the werewolf thrust in hard again, and again, and again... the canine's claws raked the lion's sides as he clutched his prize, intent on balling the muscular feline as best as he could.

Felix panted and moaned, drool flecking his lips. His cock smacked against the concrete with every gut-churning thrust and he pushed back against the knot each time it threatened him, biting his lips and groaning with kneed. When Kurt's paw reached between his legs, his eyes went wide and he arched his back, crying out as the werewolf's claws tugged on his sensitive sac.

"Oh, you bastard! Ahhh!"

The lion's hips pulled away from the wall and his cock flung upwards, sending a spray of seed out to splatter over the concrete. He leaned back into the werewolf, shivering as the big black-furred canine groped at his sac. The werewolf tugged the lion's fat nuts downwards, stretching the scrotum, eliciting a series of high-pitched yeowls from the aroused feline.

"You love it!"

The werewolf ground his hips in, clutching the lion to him as they stood together, knot plugging up the feline's rump, threatening to pop inside at any moment. When it actually slid in, stretching the lion before adding a few extra inches to the depth of the werewolf's flexing shaft, Felix couldn't help but slam his hips down and moan needily.

Kurt groaned right along as the lion's rump clenched and squeezed and rubbed his shaft, tight inner walls warm and hot against him. He tugged his hips backwards and gasped as he managed to force his knot back out. The lion nearly sagged in his arms, so Kurt shoved him back up against the wall. He pumped forward, roughly forcing his growing knot back in, only to tug it free once again on the way out.

Felix's eyes clamped shut, his broad muzzle in a permanent snarl. The wolf's red ball of flesh stretched him open another two times before he could feel it lock into place. The lion's cock slapped against his muscular abs, drooling and spitting. When Kurt grasped the heavy, fat member, he almost came right then, and clenched tight as he could around the werewolf's invading knot.

"Fff... ffuuuuck!" they moaned in unison, with Kurt leaning forward, shoving his hard pecs into Felix's backside, hips shoving forward and pulling back an inch or so at a time, locked deep into the werelion's squeezing, clenching ass by the fully engorged knot.

Felix tipped his head back and roared, tongue curling out, eyes shut, voice going out and up into the dark night sky as the last glimmers of light faded. His cock erupted, painting the wall in front of him with stripes of thick, rich werelion jizz. His heavy balls swung as the wolf's hips pumped rapidly, hard, fast, thirty to forty times in a space of twenty seconds, grinding the canine thickness and knot deep, deeper, deepest, until Kurt followed suit and came hard, hips shivering, twitching.

The pressure only intensified Felix's orgasm. The werelion's body flexed, squeezing, rippling, pushing back, hips out, shoulders high, claws raking down the cement walls, gouging the aging concrete. The lion's member flexed, spraying more seed, a torrent of cum soaking into the cracks and dripping down to the floor of the basketball court.

"That's it, kitty... let it all out," Kurt growled, his voice humming in Felix's ears.

The werewolf's paw returned, roughly grabbing and stroking the lion's stalk, massaging the thick, long length, urging more ropes of sticky white cum to fly from the tip and splatter onto the wall. His own maleness ached inside the lion's ass, locked in tight, plugging all his seed deep in the muscular feline's tightly clenched rump.

Felix's head dropped low, between his outstretched arms, as his shaft slowly retreated, half-hard and drooped over, drizzling a steady stream of cum still onto the ground between his feet, mixing with the pool of pre-cum from earlier. His tail flicked, lowering and wrapping around Kurt's hips as the werewolf's thrusts slowed, soon ending with the big black-furred canine leaning forward, chest to back, hips locked together.

"Admit it," Kurt grunted.

"Fuck off," Felix gasped, then seized up as the wolf's hips pressed forward.

"Admit it!"

"Never!"

The two muscular beasts leaned together, panting hard, chests rising and falling in unison. For a few long minutes, neither spoke as the night air grew colder, chilling the heat they'd so recently experienced.

Eventually, Felix spoke.

"How long?" he asked, his voice hoarse from roaring and growling the past hour.

Felix bit his lower lip, trying not to squirm as the werewolf's powerful paws pushed him forward, tugging the knot against his ring.

"I'd say about forty-five minutes, loverboy."

Felix gasped and leaned forward, resting his forehead on his arm.

"I hate you so much right now."

A bright flash of light ricocheted off the wall. Felix lifted his head and turned it to see Kurt checking out the picture he'd just snapped of his knot buried in Felix's rump.

"Hey!"

Kurt grinned. "Don't worry, this is just for me for later. So I can always remember our quality time."

The werelion growled and clenched his rump, making Kurt gasp and jerk in turn.

"Just wait til next time... I'm gonna whoop your ass at basketball and then fuck you doggy style."

"Big talk, little kit-ahh!"

The lion grinned and clenched again. For the next forty-five minutes, he decided, Kurt was going to regret that knot.

The end