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Standing against the wall of a seedy rest-stop bathroom stall was a white tiger. From his mouth came deep moans and purrs. The source of this noise came from the grizzled dingo on the other side, licking and stroking at his cock. The licks were slow and long, and the strokes were firm. It was not a minute earlier that the tiger, Trent, perked up at the sound of footsteps coming closer and closer until they stopped at the stall next to him. After the sound of urine splashing in the toilet a gruff voice asked if the waiting tiger was expecting something. The tiger gave a curt yes, not in the mood to waste time with vague flirting. The older man gave a hearty laugh and said that it would be rude to keep him waiting then.

Now Trent was gripping the top of the stall, relishing the sensations that spread through his cock. On his tip came the slow swirls of a drool soaked tongue. And on his base were the steady strokes of a rough paw. The opposing textures send different sensations through the tiger, making him hiss one moment and purr again the next. It was clear that the Dingo knew what he was doing, from his tip came a steady leak of precum. It was the longest Trent ever lasted, being pushed and pulled between light pain and soft pleasure. That was until the teasing of his tip ceased.

"Hehe... You're lucky I got some time to kill... But not a lot of time," the dingo chuckled, giving a few more strokes to the dripping length. He opened his muzzle and sunk the tip and half the shaft into his maw, wasting no time bobbing his head back and forth. Loud slurps rung out against the bathroom walls and so did Trent's moans. Soft lips and a hot tongue engulfed his cock, running up and down. From the corners of the dingo's muzzle came drips of drool. Determined to milk the tiger for all he had, the older male removed his paw from the cock's base and pawed at the snow white pair of balls.

Having free reign of each and every inch, the dingo pushed himself on the throbbing spear, gagging and grunting. He continued these motions, driving the cock deeper and deeper into his muzzle until he managed to slip the tip and first in and half down his throat. Trent gripped the top of the stall, digging his claws into the old metal and snarled in pleasure. He tried hard to hold on even longer but his eyes screwed up and his legs flexed as he came. His cock pulsed and jetted streams of cum down the strangers throat. The dingo didn't gag or groan, he expertly swallowed, guiding the seed down his gullet. Once the pulsing had stopped the dingo slipped the cock from his mouth and gave the pair of balls a gentle tug before standing up.

Trent slipped his cock and balls through the hole and watched the pair of brown work boots thump their way towards the bathroom's exit. Left alone again, Trent was left panting and still trembling. So far, that was the greatest climax he ever had. Whoever was one the other side of the stall, they were experienced and certainly knew what he was doing. The tiger had just gotten a hold of himself as more steps were heard in the bathroom. Slowly they stepped towards the stall next to Trent. Opening the stall door and closing it behind, the footsteps stopped.

"Hope this ain't a bad time. I could hear you breathing on the other side of the restroom door," a young but deep sounding voice said. Trent's eyes widened as a lion's head rose over the stall and smirked down at him. "Hmm, another kitty, huh? This should be fun... Hope you're in the mood for some meat..." The golden furred feline sunk back down on the other side and a few moments later came the thump of dropping pants. The pants were black jeans and inside of them was a pair of red boxers.

From the gloryhole slipped the lion's cock. It was pink, average in size but it was as thick as Trent's wrist. While the tiger was versed in taking and giving, the cock before looked to be a challenge. A challenge that he dared to take on. But now without a little preparation. Lowering himself, Trent took hold of the thick length as best he could. He gave the already leaking flesh pole a series of firm licks. His intent wasn't to give pleasure, rather it was to make sure he wasn't speared in half. Gathering spit and slathering it on the cock, Trent aimed to get every inch covered. Though it wasn't traditional foreplay, the lion certainly wasn't complaining. Now he was the one taking hold of the bathroom stall, making pleasure noises as his loins were stimulated.

Feeling that it was all ready, Trent gave a spit of his own fingers and slipped them in his ass, giving a deep moan of his own as he worked to prepare his ass for even more stretching.

"Guess you're not some amateur, huh?" the lion chuckled, hearing the moans and subtle wet sounds of someone fingering themselves.

"Don't credit me yet... I've never taken something this thick before," Trent admitted.

"Oooh... Lucky me," the other big cat purred. Trent turned around, took told of the twitching girth and eased his ass against the slathered tip.

He pressed further, getting a moan of both felines. Trent bit his lip as his rim was stretched around the tip and first inch. The lion purred as he felt softness and warmth surrounding his cock. Out of instinct he pumped his hips, driving his cock inside the tiger. A snarl and hiss was heard on the other side.

"Oops... Sorry, bro," the lion said.

"No... No, it's okay," Trent grunted. "It's in now... I think it's better if you get it moving..."

The lion was all too happy to make that happen, surging his hips forwards, shoving more of his length deep inside of the tiger. Just as quickly he drew his hips back, pulling out. Repeated the motion over and over again, Trent soon got used to the motion and his grunts shifted into purrs. He was certainly fucked deeper but he was never stretched like this. And the lion wasn't letting up in his fucking. The ass around the cock had loosened to take the inches without resistance, getting a pleasure huff out of the maned feline. It had been a while his he got to fuck something and he was grateful to find someone who could take every inch he had.

"Shit, bro... Where have you been all my life?" the lion moaned.

"Mmm... Right here," Trent chuckled before another shove of the cock took his breath away. He gripped his own leaking cock and stroked it in time with the lion's surges. The two of them worked together, Trent pushing his ass against the hole and the lion pressing his dick deeper into the tight ass. A sharp pressure was put on the tiger's g-spot, making his entire body seize up. The lion must have felt this because he gave a slow chuckle.

"I'm about to cum... Hope you're ready for that," the lion said, labored breathing clearly heard between his words.

"Y-yeah, me too," Trent huffed, gripping his shaft tighter. The stalls were filled with huffs, growls, and purrs as the two big cats pushed and pulled against one another over and over again until Trent bit his lip and shot ropes against the other wall of the stall. He was at a loss for words and could only ride out his climax. With his orgasm came the clenching of the tiger's anal walls. That was enough to get the lion to let out a heavy grunt and spill his load deep inside his fellow feline. The seed quickly filled the empty space inside the tunnel and even then more cum came from the flexing tip. With a moan and gasp, the lion pulled his cock free from the now dripping ass and gave it a few heavy strokes, milking two more ropes of cum that splattered and trickled down the stall's wall.

"Kitty's got some talent... Hey, what's your number?" the lion asked. Unable to answer, Trent just fished his phone from his pocket and held it under the stall.