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So here's the continuation to my story series Blue Paws Memoirs - Confessions of A Gay Porn Star. This VERY lengthy chapter will detail how Jimmy the Lion got into the business in the first place, and he also recounts his VERY first yiff with a guy. Enjoy, fans and newcomers alike!

You needn't have read the past installments to really follow, so tally ho, up the tails go!

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I remember that particular afternoon very well, when I had gotten back from school and showered and got into my comfy home clothes and clicked on my computer and checked my social media and the stuff before entering THE e-mail account that I used for keeping my special business in order, if you know what I mean. I clicked most of the new messages to the trashbin because they were of the usual "WOW LUV YOUR COCK" variety that I had gotten a little bit bored to already, but there was also a message labeled "RE: INTERESTED IN MODELING" and the sender was marked as "BLUE PAWS".

The exact wording eludes me, but I do remember that they said that they were interested in doing a test shoot with me. Hell, you can imagine just how much my ego was brushed by that invitation. I mean, I had just finished high school pretty ok, I had a cheap, old car so I was mobile, and had been thinking about college, too, but yeah, I didn't know what I was going to do with my life so let's just say that I was tempted even before my exhibitionistic streak that gave me a near-perpetual hard-on for the benefit of making a more nice package into the front of my jeans.

I'm sure it doesn't come as a surprise that a week later I was cruising the highway en route to m destination.... PORN! Lol...yeah, I'm a lame cocksucker, but that's how I was at the tender age of 18, already corrupted out of my young little mind. I was feeling hot and bothered throughout the five-hour drive because as a preparation for my test shoot I had done something completely unnatural for a horny, virile feline like me, that being abstinence from pawing off. They had not especially specified that in the instructions for my first "gig" but I did know that spunk equals to cash, and that the big shooters always earned the greatest rewards of spooge from their horny customers, and lots of regulars.

So, there was me, blueballed and a little bit nervous as I followed the GPS on my cell phone to my destination and finally my ass-numbing drive was over when I parked my car over next to a non-descript old office building in a slightly rundown-looking business district of the big city. I checked the address from a piece of paper where I had written it down and then from the GPS and the nearby road sign and convinced myself that yeah, this was it.

I got out of my car and walked through a pair of glass doors on the front of the building, entering a small foyer where a bored-looking zebra guard was sitting behind his desk. I swallowed quickly and went over, trying to effect a swagger to my steps as I did.

"Good day, you," I spoke to rouse the zebra's attention. He had big, wet eyes that seemed to squint a little as he lifted them up from his security monitors which suspiciously seemed to have some football running on them instead of security cam footage, but I guess I can't blame him.

"You need something?" the zebra grunted.

He must've been about thirty and already seemed so bored with life and again I was reminding myself on what kind of a life could be awaiting me if I didn't figure this thing out. The very horridness of that bitter-before-his-time face gave me additional courage and I stopped feeling like a mewling lion cub. I was meant to be the new stud, fuck!

Lolz, memory me is sure making me laugh!

"Yeah, I'm looking for...umm...,"... I was suddenly wordless before I fished my pocket again for the scrap of paper and then spied the scrawled numbers of the postal box address of the Blue Paws Productions, reading them aloud.

The zebra gave me an indifferent look and chuffed as he heard my recital, nodding towards a row of three elevators to the side.

"Third floor, turn right from the fire door and hit the door buzzers on the second door to the left," the zebra spoke in an indifferent monotone, grunting as his eyes returned to his illicit football on the television.

I wanted to flip him the finger but noticed that he was carrying a nightstick and some pepper spray and a taser so I decided to skip being a stupid fuck and instead headed over to the elevators. The ride upstairs was alright and soon I was standing in a badly lit corridor next to the aforementioned fire door that acted as my landmark with its glowing EXIT sign. Following the zebra's instructions a bit suspiciously I ended in front of a nondescript door without any markings on it, though there was the door buzzers I had been told about.

With a sense of finality I reached over to press the black button a couple of times.

There was a beep kind of a sound and then a strange scratching noise followed by a voice.

"What's your business?" the scratchy voice asked.

"Umm, I'm here for the job...modeling," I added quickly, feeling a bit odd for it, not to mention that weird twinge of pride again.

There was a silence from the strange talking box and then...

"Oh, the twelve o'clock, yeah, just minute...", the suddenly expressive voice spoke from the beyond and suddenly the door was yanked open by a bespectacled Dalmatian doggy who to be honest didn't much look like a porn star.

"Hey there," the doggie spoke to me, gesturing for me to enter, and I did.

Now it was starting to look a bit more of what I were expecting. The room I entered must have been a waiting room of sorts, because there were chairs and even the stereotypical stack of old glossy magazines that nobody would want to read as well as plastic potted plants. There was also a big poster on the wall that read "BLUE PAWS PRODUCTIONS - ADULT ENTERTAINMENT COMPANY" adorned by their logo that was unsurprisingly a big stylized blue paw.

That, however, wasn't the most blatant display in the room. There were posters of men, lots of them, all shirtless and most wearing only really small boxers of undies, everyone posing for the cameras with their buff bodies and alluring grins. There were horses and bulls and bears representing the big boys' department I guess, followed by a more diverse collection of felines, canines and the like for the twinks.

There were a couple of lions there, too, and one of them was even familiar to me, because I'm sure it'd be a miracle if someone who had watched so much porn hadn't seen "SAVANNAH HEAT - THE LION FUCKS TONIGHT."

I laughed at the sight of the familiar picture and almost forgot the presence of the Dalmatian who had closed to door and turned to look at me.

"So, yeah, hey, you must be...umm..Jimmy, right?" the Dalmatian spoke to me, giving me a somewhat cursory looking at, eyes going up and down my frame.

"That's me, hehehe," I gave him a grin that must've come off looking more confident than I was feeling.

"Good, so...yeah, I'm Will, welcome to Blue Paws," he said offering a paw that I took and squeezed lightly. "You want a coffee or something before you head in? You aren't in to see the boss until in about thirty minutes."

"Yeah, sure, I guess," I spoke, feeling a bit surprised by this laid-back attitude, but also, thinking about it after so many years, maybe it was also good that things started out gently.

"Come right over," the Dalmatian spoke again, gesturing me to follow him through a door to the left and into a...room that seemed like your typical office, with a couple of desks for computers, some filing cabinets and stuff. There was also a big pile of cardboard boxes to one side, and a clothes rack on which hung T-shirts with the familiar Blue Paws logo. The Dalmatian whom was called Will I guess led me over to the back of the office where there was a small table and a coffee maker on it with a pot full of hot coffee that did sound really nice after such a long drive through the semi-deserted highway. I can't believe it wasn't even eleven o'clock and I had been up for five hours, so I more than gratefully accepted the coffee that was offered to me on a black cup with BLUE PAWS PRODUCTIONS logo stamped on it.

I said a nice thankyou for the kind doggie and sat down on a dingy small couch while the Dalmatian pulled a high-backed office chair from the desk and swiveled it around so that he could sit down facing me. He had a mug of coffee for himself, too and was nursing it on his paws as he sat there, leaning down a little and looking at me again.

"So...first timer, huh? Never did any work for any studio?"

"Yeah, I'm a full amateur, heheh," I answered after giving my coffee a taste.

"Were you referred to or did you apply?" he asked me.

"Yeah, uhh...yeah, I sent my info in, " I told him ,wondering where this inquiry was going at.

"Okay," the Dalmatian said.

We sat for quietly for a while after the initial discussion. There was a bleep from the computer behind the Dalmatian and he turned around again to face the computer and I did see over his shoulder that he was accessing his email service. It also gave me a chance to spy a little bit more on his desk. It had stacks of files on it as I'd expect on a office (though not on a porn office to be honest, but I guess sometimes you have to go past the expectations), and there were an assortment of pens and stuff, but to my surprise, kinda, there was a framed picture of the Dalmatian and who could only be his wife and three kids, all posing happily smiling and wearing neat clothes on the picture.

When he turned around he caught me staring at the picture and gave me a small, almost shy, smile.

"Yeah, I'm sure you wonder...," he spoke at me, reaching to scratch one of his floppy ears. "...you wonder that how can that be possible on a gay porn studio...but yeah, I don't suppose your lot always figure out that a certain percentage of our performers are in fact only gay for pay, or bi...", he mused at me, giving a wave of his paw post-scratch, "not to mention the staff here..."

He gave me a bit of a look and I felt a little bit silly for, to be honest, expecting this place to be real rainbow carnival from the beginning to the end.

"So, yeah, I've got wife and kids but work for Blue Paws and it's alright," he said, "I'm the accountant, if you must know," he told me with a shrug, "lost my job for one of the insurance companies back in the big slump of '08, and I had to apply for every job I could get to keep my mortgage and my kids fed. I got this job and been here since. I also answer the phone and do some work for the website and handle a bit of the mailing of the products...but only the memorabilia, I don't really do the main job on that."

"Uhh, I see," I answered after the heartfelt explanation, feeling a twinge of pity and also a little bit of gratefulness for the fact that my own mom and dad had stable, good jobs. I was way too aware of the fucking crisis too, considering I had been unable to get summer jobs or the like with school and all. That really sucked, but now, maybe just now I had a chance to make things unsucking by...well lol, maybe by sucking a thick cock.

I must say that it wasn't quite what I had expected from my potentially first day as a porn star to be, but I guess this Will guy was pretty cool, and kinda supportive when I told him that I wanted to make some cash and maybe go to college and stuff, and at least he didn't shoot down my dreams like I had heard so many times coming from the people I knew. Like my fucking dad lol.

So there I was, drinking coffee on the back room of a porn studio when the door to the office opened and a big polar bear appeared, wearing a pink collared shirt and black jeans and filling the entire doorway with his big frame.

"Hey, Will, you got the new orders...ohh...,"...the bear stopped as he noticed me sitting out there on the back, and his big eyes were fixed on me rather than the spotted doggie who had been keeping me company. "You the twelve o'clock?"

"Ugh, yep, that's me," I spoke, getting up from the couch so that I wouldn't appear to be any more of a punk than I was for real heheheh and stood there with my back straight and kept eye contact with him even though I was still feeling pretty much like I was gonna shit my pants any moment.

"Well, we're free now so why don't you come right over," the polar bear spoke in a low, grumbling voice.

I nodded at him and gave Will the Dalmatian a glimpse and he gave me a small smile back and I felt a little bit more confident as I put the mug down and followed the polar bear, unknowing of where he would lead me...whether it was directly to the spotlights and a yelled "ACTION!" and an order to drop my pants, or maybe a bondage dungeon or whatever cheesy porn set I'd ever seen in the flicks...

...or, as I found out, into a small, pretty neat office with a big desk that had a couple of chairs in front of it, and another two chairs behind it. There were two computer monitors and an expensive-looking camera on the glass surface of the table, and here too the walls were covered with posters of current and past stars in their sexy poses, something which I had already gotten used to surprisingly fast.

We weren't alone either, since there was another guy in there, a brown-furred horse wearing glasses and who didn't really look gay at all - I mean, he didn't even have earrings or stuff, or dyed mane or..crap...but he stood up as soon as we entered and came over and offered his hand and said I was to call him Mr. Markswood and then he told me to sit down and he sat down too and then the polar bear went to sit behind the table as well. I felt kinda vulnerable again, sitting there all alone while these two big guys glared at me for a while, before the horse spoke to me again.

"So you're Jimmy...Nornton...,"... the horse said, "I'm not sure if you introduced yourselves yet. but my colleague here is Mr. Carpenter, our head cinematographer slash cameraman slash assistant producer slash screenwriter slash cover designer."

"You can call me Rob," the polar bear spoke to me and winked in a really unnerving manner, "I'm not as posh as Jock here."

"That's Mr. Markswood," the horse corrected his ursine colleague, giving him a frown before turning to look at me again. "Right...we've been reviewing the material you've provided us with..."

As he spoke, he flipped one of the computer monitors around and I saw that it was displaying my account page from the amateur porn site, complete with my avatar photo of me crouched naked and sucking my thumb with my face covered in cum and I was winking at the camera.

"And it's pretty hot shit," Rob the polar bear interrupted. "I mean, we rarely get newcomers with such a strong...resume..."

He gave me a pretty lewd grin and I was suddenly reminded of just what kind of people were ogling and would keep ogling at my pictures and my cock and my spread ass for their own pawing-off pleasure. I managed to take it in the stride, though.

"Well, thanks, I guess," I replied.

"It sure does show that you have a nice package and pretty good body and you're not afraid to show off all you've got," the horse continued his talk. "That doesn't mean though that you'd be ready to perform for a movie production, though."

"What Jock says here is that it's not just pawing off that you'd have to do," the polar bear spoke to me again, "I mean, basically...you do know that you're gonna get fucked a lot if you sign up, yeah?"

I felt my cheeks flush a little despite the fact that I certainly was no virgin, having bagged my first fucks already a couple of years back when I had turned sixteen and gotten my driver's license which meant FREEDOM YEAAAAH!! and with the advent of online chats and stuff it wasn't that hard to find other horny teens like myself from within a suitable radius of my own stuffy little home town.

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I had been on a chat room and gotten talking with this random cougar dude and we had found out that we had both recently turned sixteen and were hot and horny and living in small homophobic dump of a towns where the chances of getting some proper cock was a round zero for closeted gay furs like we were.

We added each other to instant messenger and got into talking a little bit more like regularly and then of course it progressed to "I show you mine if you show me yours" and a bit of cam to cam fumbling lolz and I discovered that my previously unseen new friend was a little bit on the chubby side but he was nice enough and knew a lot about all the best computer games around at the time. We hit off pretty nicely and even though he wasn't exactly a male model body type, it was still pretty hot to watch him paw off for me on cam and show him the same experience in return.

It didn't take a long time before I got the courage to ask the cougar whether he'd like to hook up, since even though we lived a hundred miles away from each other, I thought that we could both take cars and drive to a midway point and hook up and maybe get down to some dirty business lolz. That was my idea and the cougar, whose name was Lenny BTW, did agree after a little bit of promising lots of fun if we were up to it, and then we looked at the map together and picked a little town roughly at the midway point between our two fuckholes of hometowns.

That morning I was nervous as SHIT when I told my parents that I was gonna head out and hang at the mall all day, and wouldn't be back until the evening, and lolz, my mum even gave me fifty bucks so that I could get something nice for myself at the mall! I could barely keep my poker face as I accepted the money and jumped into my car and headed out towards my eventual destination of Unvirginity, or so I hoped as I drove along the bumpy country roads and felt both nervous and horny and a bit like I was to fell on the time when I was doing my first drive to meet the Blue Paws people.

I only stopped once along the way, on another small, shitty town, but there was a drug store and I had promised to bring some supplies heheh, so while trying really hard not to act too much like the blushing teen I was. I did manage to browse for some KY lube and some feline-certified XL-sized condoms for my humongous lion prick and a Coke and a chocolate bar and then strutted up to the counter like I was the king of the jungles heheheh and off I was then, supplied with sugary treats and sex equipment towards my rendezvous.

It was around 11 o'clock in the morning I guess when we finally reached the small town where we were supposed to meet, and I drove around searching for the point where we had agreed to meet - a supermarket because that had been marked on the map, and from the parking lot I finally noticed the car that was like the one he had described for me, and sure thing, as I revved down my engine, pulled the parking break and rolled down the window, though the window of the car next to me looked a bespectacled pair of cougar eyes. The poor fellah was clutching the steering wheel and I guess he really looked a bit liked a scared cub there, but I waved at him and tried to smile a bit cutely and he gave me a small wave back and then scooted over to the passenger's seat and rolled down his own window and we said hi to each other for the first time and he had a pretty high-pitched voice but I didn't mind because he was really quite cute.

We chatted just a little bit, idly, asking how last night had been and what excuse we had given for out respective parents and the like and then I boldly asked whether he wanted to get things started and I'm sure he blushed under his furs when he said okay and then I told him to follow me so that we could find some place to be more private and we got on the road again and drove round a bit until our motorcade of two found a road sign telling that the small sideroad led into to the "OLD MCDONALD QUARRY" and I thought that was perfect, because secret meetings should always take place in weird abandoned places.

We only had to drive a little bit further until we reached the old quarry pit that looked like damn deep and like a meteorite had hit it from above, just like the one that had killed all the dinosaurs, and there was this old abandoned factory building of sorts I guess with broken windows and peeling paint and that looked like it might decide to collapse if some stupid fur dared to enter. I drove my car on the cracked concrete and then pulled it down to a stop behind the abandoned building, and Lenny parked his car next to mine and stopped his engine, and just as he was getting out of his car I did the same. There we were, both standing and leaning onto our small old cars and looking ever the more like the teenagers that we were with our baggy jeans and hoodies and I noticed that he had MP3 player plugs and cable resting against a shoulder.

I'm sure we both looked like fucking idiots as we stood there and sort of shyly looked at each other and barely spoke to each other for what must have been fifteen minutes or so. Like, talking about Halo when we ought to have been talking about who's gonna be the first to take it up the tail with teen-aged horny eagerness. The slightly heavyset cougar, though, was the first to take things up a notch in the level of interestingness as he rubbed the back of his neck and kinda smiled back at me and said...

"You...you're really even more hot in nature, Jim," he said to me and I'm sure he was blushing again, and I think I was blushing a little bit as well, but I think he was so cute then when he spoke it so honestly, and I know he meant it, because we were so young and didn't really know to separate horniness from love and affection and caring and all that glorious crap.

I smiled back at him and said that he was pretty nice-looking too, and then he took another big step, literally this time, and padded over to me and put his paw on my arm, and it felt nice, and his big eyes looked at me from behind the geeky eyeglasses, and that approach made me feel more confident too, and I put my paw to his arm, too.

Now we stood there together like that, paws on each other's arms, both squeezing a bit slightly and I'm sure we had clammy paws, but it was the first intimate touch we shared...had ever shared with another fur, or at least a fur that we really liked and wanted.

I can't remember which one did the first move for the next maneuver, but we did end up pretty close to each other and with arms still around each other, and we leaned to the side of my car when we kissed. It was a little peck at first and our nosepads pressed together and that felt a bit funny, and my cheeks felt so hot that you could fry an egg on them, and I'm sure he was feeling like that too, but we did like the kiss enough to do it again, and considering that we were two virgin gay furs we were doing it pretty good after only a little bit of practice, and soon it was starting to be more like proper making out.

My tongue tentatively slipped between his lips and touched his gums and he purred and I could feel his tongue too and damn did it feel nice and ticklish and kinda hot and really good too. We only stopped the making out for him to take off his glasses and put them into his hoodie pocket before we carried on, arms entwined and leaning against my crappy old car, and it was starting to feel hot in the right place as I felt my cock stir in my sheathe and start to peek out and the pointy tip was rubbing against the denim of my jeans. I kinda growled at that feeling and pushed my hips more firmly against his and I could hear him gasp and stop returning the kiss for a little while before he pushed his hips against mine, too, and I could feel that he was getting a hard-on as well.

I did manage to pull back from him a little after a really nice and long makeout session and I looked at him and his face furs were all matted from the drool we had exchanged throughout the hot kissing, and we were both hard and throbbing inside our pants and looking at each other with lust-filled eyes. I had to swallow a bit before I spoke.

"So...how you wanna...keep going?" I asked, wondering what we'd be up to next.

"I've got a blanket on the back of the car...," Lenny spoke back to me, "I guess we could...you know...spread it out and..."

He gave me one of those painfully cute shy looks and a grinned back at him, catching his lips for a really nice and sloppy kiss for a little while and slipping my paws down to grab his cute jean-covered butt and then told him to fetch it while I would go around my car for something else. We got disentangled from each other and I walked on wobbly paws over to my car and retrieved the small plastic bag containing my empty can of Coke and the package of Felinex Ultra Strong and the tube of KY. When I slammed my door shut and turned around I found Lenny again, and he was standing about thirty feet away beyond the concrete driveway and he was spreading down the blanket to the grassy ground. Feeling my heart pounding in my chest and my cock throbbing wildly I headed over to him and grinned at him as I showed him the purchases I had on my paw.

I saw him give them a pretty much nervous look and then he was sitting down on his haunches on the spread blanket, that looked like really old and a bit worn, but I soon found out that it was pretty soft too as I settled down in front of him and flicked my tail around my knees and gave him a smile again.

This time I took the more bold stance for now and reached for him again, putting my paws around his back and moving closer so that we could start kissing again, and our paws could wander around each other's sides and backs and most importantly, our asses. His was really nice and a bit bigger than mine and I found out that it felt fucking good when he groped mine, too, and then it was really easy for me to just push us down to the blanket so that I was lying on top of him. He spread his legs and I could settle between them, and I was on lying fully on top of him with my paws coming to cup his found cheeks as I kissed and nibbled a bit on his neck. He was purring with every outwards breath and growled and even cussed an "Oh, fuck", when I licked his neck just above his hoodie collar, and I felt our erections throb together when they were pressed against each other within their respective denim prisons. I knew I was fucking horny by now and wanted to cum plenty and I also knew that for the first time ever I had someone here with the very same thought in mind and that we might end up having even more fun doing all these naughty things together.

I finally got up from on top of him and kneeled between his spread legs and gave him a cocky grin again as I pulled away my hoodie and tossed it to the side of the blanket, showing him my body that he had seen on cam plenty of times, but now it was all there, and he did reach out with his paws and pressed them against my belly wherever he could reach, and fondled by slightly defined abs and purred at me. I boldly took one of his paws and moved it lower to cover the front of jeans where my bulge was pretty much evident even if the jeans were of the more baggy variety, and I heard him gasp and his eyes went big as he felt my throbbing cock through the thick cloth.

"You're fucking sexy Len," I told him with a grin as I reached down to unclip his belt and open the buttons of his jeans. He almost whined at me when my paw slipped in through the hem of his jeans and I felt some thin cloth that must've been his boxers and then I felt hot, slippery flesh and what tickled against my fingerpads must have been the barbs on his hot and hard cat cock.

I purred lustfully at him and squeezed his cock inside his jeans and gave it a little pawing-off move, too, by pulling down on it a little and I felt the edge of his sheath as I went really down and Lenny growled and I felt his legs push against my thighs while his back arched and he moaned.

"You're...sexier...,"...he hissed between his clenched teeth and I rewarded his compliment with another squeeze of his boy-treasure before I slipped my paw away from his pants and found out that I had a little glob of precum on my palm. I turned my paw around to show him the glistering spot and then, with a great, dirty smile on my lips, I tipped my head and lapped it all up from my paw, purring all the time. The taste was okay, and familiar, but also a bit different too since it wasn't my own pre but Lenny's, and I grinned at the cougar and told him to get up a little so that I could help him remove his hoodie. That revealed his body which did have a little bit of extra, and his T-shirt was a bit of a tight fit, but he still wasn't overtly big or fat or all wobbly, but he simply packed some extra mass on him. I found out that I didn't mind it at all as I rubbed my paws all over his shirt-covered chest and belly and teased us both further by leaning over him a bit as I did it and pushed my jeans-covered cock against his and grinded him a little as I played with his body.

I was breathing heavily and raggedly from my arousal and I could feel that I was making a wet mess into my boxers with all the pre my cock was drooling out and I know that I soon wanted to have what I had come here for...my first orgasm with another person...another dude, heheh. Satisfied with my paw work so far, I leaned back again and went on to remove my own T-shirt, tossing it aside so that I could pose for him a little bit teasingly, showing my slightly toned body and the creamy patches of fur under my arms that he had called "really hot" before, and made a few silly poses and we laughed a little bit before I again leaned down over him and really got into making out with him. His tongue slipped into my maw like an old friend and mine simply tackled it in welcome and we kept trading spit and tongue while humping at each other wildly.

Then I realized that each of my thrusts were making an odd clicking sound, and I let it cool off a little bit and reached with my paw and felt out a bit and noticed that our cell phones had been hitting together in our pockets while we were dry-humping each other. I noted this fact for him and we laughed at the geekishness of it and then I suggested that we got rid of any further potential for interruptions by getting outright naked.

I got off him again and we stood up now fully, standing there, both still semi-clothed though I was shirtless and Lenny was not, though he had his fly open while my baggy jeans were still quite respectable. Smiling cockily again, lolz, I reached for my own belt and unclipped it, remembering to bend down to remove my sneakers and socks before I stood up again, gave him a wink and eased off my jeans, leaving me in just my boxers that were unable to cover me fully, though, since about three inches of my big, slick cock were peeking out from the hem of the boxers in its full barbed, red glory. Lenny's eyes were immediately drawn to the sight and I smiled and gave myself a quick grope through the cloth that made my balls jingle in their saggy sac, and drew a grunt from me.

"Your turn," I spoke to him, and I was sure that his paws were shaking a bit as he pulled off his T-shirt and moved to mimic me in other ways as well until we both stood there in our straining boxers. His were a bit tighter than mine and showed off the outline of his cock and balls, a respectable six inches which he had most kindly once measured for my benefit on cam with a ruler and all heheeh.

Once he had gotten rid of his socks and stood up I moved up to him and caught him into my arms again, leaning to nibble his neck and shoulder while I felt his paws move over to my back, sliding over my golden pelts in a way that felt really nice, and I purred again at him, and nibbled that place where his neck met his shoulder, and then I grunted when I felt his bold paws fondly my ass again, and I liked the feeling a lot like I did before. I let one of my paws move down over his side and then over to his belly, diving into its target with great precision as I sunk into his boxers and grabbed his cock with my whole paw, giving it a tight squeeze and a tug that made him groan into my ear hotly.

I licked his lips while repeating the paw movement and then told him that he could touch me all he liked as I promised, and then I felt his own paw move over to my front, and FUCK did it feel good to have those fingers tentatively wrap around my hard penis like it was a treasure, or a lifeline, or...whatever stupid the porn writers tend to call those kind things when they don't want to just call it COCK.

"It's huge...,"...he gasped at me again, repeating the words he had told me plenty of times enough when I had showed him my stuff on cam, and he had said he was envious of me being so well hung for a feline, but I told him that he had a really nice and hot cock too and I could wait to get to suck it all dry.

Now we were pawing each other off though, slowly jerking on each other's cocks and spreading more pre over slick, barbed skin while our hearts raced and I felt like my blood pressure must have been going through the roof while we made out messily and had the hottest man-to-man sex I had dared to imagine up to that point. Lenny was getting more and more confident with his work too, heheh, since he was making faster, lighter movements over my shaft and using his rough pads to tease my barbs, too, and it felt SO good that I drooled over his maw when I felt him do it for like the fifth time. I decided to ramp up my own tossing off as well and reached down below so that his cock was pressed against my arm and his balls into my wrist and my fingers finally found his round and heavy ballscac which I proceeded to squeeze and tug as much as I dared, since I very well know how much OWIE! a mistakenly heavy contact might hurt on that particularly tender part of a male fur's body.

I played with his balls and he panted and toyed with my own cock and I hissed and purred, and we made out and I could feel my chin was wet with drool and my arm had a trail of pre all over it, and he was kinda humping my arm now, too, as he clung onto me with his free arm, and I was getting the feeling that he was close to cumming. o be honest I wasn't too far away either since I had taken all the will power my teenaged mind had over my body and hadn't pawed off in the night before, so I was really pent-up in the terms of a teenaged lion who is used to having two jerkoff sessions per day with about three cums for each.

God fucking bless for feline multiorgasm capability.

I could feel his cock throb even more and he was all tensing and growling deep in his throat which was really sexy, and I told him that he should cum and that I want him to, and I slipped my paw up to grab his cock properly, and started to paw him off fast and hard with nice, slick strokes eased by his pre, and he looked at me and held onto me and I told him to let it rip, and he growled reeeeeally loud and pressed his face against my chest and I felt his teeth as he did like his nature told him to.

Then I felt his cock jerk in my paw and suddenly the air was full of the horny scent of cum and I felt hot splashes on my arm and I looked down to my first spurting cock that was spitting cum all over my arm and his belly and even a bit on to his chest. The pearly globs of sticky cum stuck to his tan furs and started to slowly run down as I watched while he pumped more and more and I just kinda held onto his cock and didn't even jerk it off more or the like but simply held onto it and let him enjoy his cum to the fullest. After what must'be been like ten shots he finally stopped, lol, and instead his cock puked the final load over my knuckles and stained them with silvery cum goodness.

His eyes were up and he looked at me and I looked back and smiled and gave him a hot kiss and told that he was damn sexy when dripping like that and I know he blushed and then I just gave his cock a further squeeze and told him that I was pretty close too and asked him whether he'd want to help me out as well. With a small flustered nod my newly found sex partner Lenny returned to his task at paw hehehehe and began to jerk me off in earnest against, going up and down on my hot length while I idly played a little with his still firm cock. I was grunting and tensing and flexing a lot by now, and felt my balls churning as they prepared to ejaculate lots of lion cum in a what I expected to be a toe-curling orgasm.

I wasn't too wrong on that count, either, because it hit my almost by surprise when his fingerpads again flicked over my barbs, and it felt like an electric surge was going through my cock and balls and asshole and whole of my body below my waist, and I lifted my head and roared for the empty, cloudless sky and my voice echoed off the fall of that stupid factory building. I moaned and cursed and shot a nasty load of cum all over Lenny's paw and my own belly and chest and some must've landed on his chest too where it got mixed with his own, and unlike I did for him, he kept pawing me off throughout my cumming, as if he was intent on milking all of it out of me, and he did get plenty and some even dripped down to the blanket.

Finally I tapered down too like he had did and got down from my orgasmic high, looking at him with a dirty grin and with my tongue hanging out of my maw. The air was so heavy with the smell of cum that I could pretty much taste it, and that sent another little jolt of excitement through my belly even if it was only twenty seconds since my orgasm ended.

"Pretty hot for your first time hheheheh," I laughed at him and pulled Lenny close for a big hug, our cum-covered bodies slapping slickly together as I sought his lips and we kissed hotly and celebrated our cum-signed pact of gayfurhood that had been cemented by semen and lots of cursing and cockteasing. And as hot as it felt, I was also going pretty hot and horny for the fact that this had only been our first cumming and that with minds as dirty as ours and lots of spunk and stamina in our balls, there was still a lot of mischief we could get into before the day was over and we'd have to head back home.

I gently guided us down to the blanket again and we decided to slip our somewhat cum-stained boxers away for good and tossed them aside as well to litter the ground just like the variety of teenaged clothing and personal electronic items. We lay down to take our actual little rest and cuddled down together, giggling a little bit and giving each other's bellies pokes with fingertips. His belly was nice 'n soft-furred and a bit round but okay, and it felt nice to run my fingers over it and feel how it heaved up and down with his breaths, and also, of course, the clingy stains of cum that covered it were really hot, too.

I played around with them a little and smiled at him lewdly as I scooped a little bit up and licked it away from my fingers and then kissed his nosepad wetly with my slightly cummy mouth and he coughed at me and said that I really was a dirty housecat and I called him a taillifter and he poked me to the ribs again and we ended up wrestling and tussling a little bit like proper tomcats, and then I ended up being under Lenny for the first time, and it wasn't bad because his weight was on his knees and those knees hugged my waist as he was poised over me with his paws over my chest and our dirty bellies pressed together.

He looked at me really long before we started kissing again, and my paws roamed over his back and all the way down to his ass when he moved a little bit upwards so that he could make out with me better. My paws kneaded his nice, really round and hot rump cheeks and they felt both firm and soft at the same time and they sprung back into their original position when I tried pushing them flat together. I heard him rumble at feeling that and I repeated the gesture, this time moving my paws up to his waist again and rubbing over the base of his tail that was swishing from side to side between our entwined legs and sometimes colliding with my own agile tail as well. He kept kissing me and humping his hard cock against mine and our barbs scratched and scritched and I groped his ass and played with his hot cheeks and I really was starting to fall in love with that big cougar ass that I had seen a few times on cam but never had the chance to properly get acquainted with before.

I had known from the first time I saw that ass that I wanted to fuck it, and here was my chance, but there still so much more there for us to accomplish before we could get to something as advanced as that... and I was having an idea even now...

"Len...Len...let's...let's get to our sides, okay?" I grinned up at him, giving his ass another of those nice gropey squeezes and pushing my hips against his.

The cougar rumbled and purred and gave me a short nod, easing us with me safely held with his paws so that we landed comfortably onto our sides, and he leaned to kiss me again, and I responded it eagerly until I spoke again.

"Lemme turn around Len...I wanna taste you," I growled at him, my eyes ablaze with my lust, and I saw it lit on his eyes too, and in the rude smile he gave back at me, and I felt his paws leave my back momentarily as I got up to my slightly wobbly knees and made the switch so that we were now head to tail so to speak, both on our sides and facing wonderful-smelling cum-stained bellies and hard manpackages of big cock and balls combo variety. I was so close that I could see each barb and each vein on his hard-on and he smelled so good that I couldn't help but press my face down over his belly so that I could simply inhale all that male goodness into my lungs and let it stay there forever, I hoped. I head him gasp as I did this and I smiled against his belly while also getting a few well-paced laps over his belly too, my tongue soon getting a coating of cum as well when the tangy fluid stuck onto it and my lips and my face too, but I was beyond caring.

After my cummy adventure I turned to look at him, propping myself up to an elbow as I looked at him, my face lewdly covered with a few cum stains and my tongue still lapping over my lower lip.

"You know what seventy minus one is Len?" I told the cougar, and he just chuckled and told me that calculus was one of his favorite subjects and school and he was pretty sure of the answer to my question as well.

I returned his deliberately geeky remark with a dirty grin that was equally deliberate and then told him that I wanted to try sucking him off and asked him whether he was still as cool with that as he had been during our mutual cyber-pawoff sessions before when we'd imagine what we could do together if we'd hook up. Now the time for action rather than talk was here and boy were I having ideas...

"Just hurry and don't make me beg because I might if you don't," he told me, and I laughed.

"That might be pretty hot, too," I told with a wink, but I did not have any intentions to keep my new fuck buddy waiting for any longer than absolutely necessary.

I took a deep cum-smelling breath and shifted a little bit closer to him again, running one of my paws over his thigh and scratching it a little bit with my claws because that always felt nice when I did that to myself in the shower, and he wasn't any different since he already purred upon that feeling and was starting to mimic it on my own thigh at his respective end. I flashed him a quick smile and returned to ogle at the hot dripping cock in front of my maw, looking so alluringly curvy and hot and wet and sausage-like that I really wanted to devour this particular flavor of a wiener really quickly. I started off by simply breathing over it through my tightly closed lips, making it into an air stream of sorts that caressed over his hot skin in what must have felt somewhat cool over his cock, but he certainly didn't complain since he was already grumbling with pleasure deep in his throat. It also gave me the perfect opportunity to look at him some more, and I did like watching as much as showing, and being this horny I'm surprised I even managed to keep it up that long.

I reached for one of his legs and bent it a little bit for better access and stability, too. I watched his flicking tailtip for a little moment before I again concentrated on his cock and balls, so maw-droolingly juicy and hot right there in front of me...and now, at least in a small measure, inside me. With a sweet cum-tangy breath I leaned and finally got my first taste of cock other than my own as I began to lick wetly over Lenny's cock, going all the way from its base to the barbed tip. Lenny murred deep in his throat and I felt his body tense a little upon the feeling of being such touched, and I found myself becoming addicted to the feeling of smooth flesh under my tongue as I lapped all over his horny member as if it was a particularly delicious ice cream cone.

He let out a constant stream of grunts and moans and then I felt paws on my thighs and a heat over my own nine inches of love meat, and again he was mimicking me...fuck he was MIMICKING me and lapping over my cock as if he was drinking water from a bowl in the classical catlike manner. It felt a bit ticklish but also REALLY good and I groaned against his cock and he tensed and purred against my cock and the hot vibrations went through my flesh like mad and I felt like I might cum there and there. He kept the crazy licking up over my shaft and the messy edge of my sheath and I wanted to give him something good as that and decided to go in for the kill.

My strong paws were hooked under the backs of his thighs just below his ass and grasped him strongly, my fingers sinking into his flesh as I took him into my hold and hands-free moved along, my back curling mightily and my shoulders slung when I finally reached the position I wanted, my chin gliding ticklishly over his cocktip before it landed on his belly again, and I was literally face to face with his one-eyed monster, that was throbbing against his belly and had a strand of pre drooping out of its hot, red slit. I flicked it quickly away with my tongue and then opened my maw wide, silently praising the very curviness and firmness of the feline cock since I could easily and hands free take him into my mouth. I felt him freeze all over as I took the first inch or so between my lips and closed them to make a tight seal around his salty flesh, my tongue moving to brush against the cocktip inside my maw. Lenny grunted throatily and I anted up my act once more, feeling my cheeks bulge as I applied sucktion into that tasty cocktip in my mouth.

The chubby cougar cursed, his lips pressed against my cock, and I felt him push back against my strong paws as he struggled in an attempt not to try and push his entire cock into my mouth in one shot. I continued my rhythmic sucking on his cock while trying to learn how to time my breaths through my nose so that it would not interfere with my oral and soon I was bold enough to take another inch of Lenny. I felt his barbs brush against my tongue as I tilted my head and ended up with three inches of gourmet grade mountain cat dick inside my maw. That was enough so that I could actually get into the -job part of this blow and I managed to get a nice bobbing action going on, letting my lips tickle his barbs on each passing as I almost let his cock slip from my mouth before diving right back in with dirty slurping sound that was quite intentional. I kept my pace slow 'n nice, though, because I wanted this to last as long as possible, and I didn't want to make him lose his concentration all the way - hell, I wanted some maw action too!

Easing my actions a little bit more, I concentrated more on fondling his thighs and his ass again while keeping up hot tongue play around my buddy's cockhead. He lay stricken and almost paralyzed with pleasure for a while, but soon enough he continued with his really dirty-feeling and sounding licky-lappy game and moved up and down my nine-incher until Lenny, too, found the pointed and wet tip of my luscious cock and decided to treat it to an equally horny cat bath. I'm sure it was more the distraction from my blowjob rather than shyness that kept him from going for more a little bit longer, but then I felt his hot breath and lips and tongue and suddenly I was inside his muzzle and it felt FUCKING GREAT.

My approving rumbles coursed through his cock in delirious vibrations along his pleasure tracts and made him tense and moan around my hefty lionmeat. He started to mimic my bobbing, classic blowjob motion and soon got the hang of it, though he did gag a couple of times when he got too adventurous and tried taking an extra inch that made my cocktip press against the back of his throat. He couched around my dick and it slipped out for a second and that felt damn cold for a split second but I quickly told him that it was okay and that he needn't try anything special with me and then I went down on him again, bathing his shaft with my slobber as I made wild oral love to it with all my assets.

At the same time, my paws massages his thighs and rump as much as it was possible in our sideways and splayed position, and I found myself going for the soft furs of his inner thighs. My fingertips played with his ball sac and made the delicious manfruit inside jungle against each other obscenely, and he didn't seem to mind that combined with the fact that I was sucking all around four inches of his thick cock. His tail was flicking around between his legs again and its movement brought my attention to it once more, letting my eyes roam over its tan length and then end up at its very base, which I quite couldn't see, but I knew what was hidden there, obscured from plain sight by his ballsac. Carefully, I brought one of my paws down over his inner thigh and pressed a couple of fingers against his hidden tailstar.

Lenny went really still and tense for a moment, I admit, but as soon as I began to rub slow circles against his strongly clenched muscle while I kept up the other play as well, he relaxed into it and allowed us both to continue our mutual enjoyment. I strokes his thigh and his tailbase and also over his beckoningly warm and tight anus, and I felt him shoot a little bit of pre over my tongue where it got mixed with my saliva and added another thin layer of wetness around the shaft that was slipping in and out of my hot, suckling maw. I kept up the ol' bobbin' while slowly letting my hips take a slow rhythm if thrusting into Lenny's equally inviting mouth.

He caught onto my new actions and wrapped a paw around the middle part of my shaft to control the amount of cock that I could thrust into him, and we both seemed to like it since he soon rewarded me with another tasty spurt of pre, and I paid that back with a little prod against his virgin anus. I turned that into another round of rubbing over that secret hotspot, making more firm circles and hoping to tease the muscle into relaxation. I felt his hole clench against my fingerpads rhythmically and could hear his growls and rumbles and the hitching of his breath whenever the pleasure peaked a little.

We must have made a sight that would've been every porn director's stream, as we were, doing a mad, wet, hot sixty-nine on that shabby old blanket, ours maws bobbing up and down while we gave virgin head to our virgin partners. One of us already had fingers poking around one's anus and soon I found out that I was to become similarly treated as well, when Lenny's thick fingers made shy rounds over my inviting, heated asshole. I rumbled really throatily for that and must've turned myself into a live vibrator for a couple of seconds, and I felt Lenny thrusting against my muzzle again. I could feel his tailhole clench more rapidly and strongly against my prodding fingers and I was sure that he was about ready to cum again very soon.

Lenny moaned around my lionhood once more and I smiled secretly as I cranked up the heat for his big finish and started to apply even stronger, barb-straightening suction to his shaft. I wasn't quite sure if I was really ready for what followed, but I knew I so wanted to do it, and I did.

Just as I felt his entire body tense again I felt his maw leave my cock, letting it slap against my belly wetly as I listened to his groans and moans and calling my name. Instead of slowing down in any way I kept up my administrations, intensifying the mad up and down movement of my maw on his cock while my paw cupped his ballsac in a gentle, teasy grip once more, a couple of fingers also massaging his pliant anus while the floodgates opened and my mountain cat friend let out a spurt after spurt of slightly watery cum into my maw. The stream hit the back of my throat and I gagged just once, but a small adjustment of my tongue caused the viscose globs land upon the back of my tongue and thus were preserved in my maw for my later tasting pleasure.

Eventually it was over as it regrettably always has to be, and I held him in the warmth of my maw for a little moment more before I let him overused member leave the hot confines. A thin trickle of cum fell from the corner of my maw and I licked it up from my chin, turning to look at him again. Lenny had his forehead pressed against my belly and his rough breaths were doing very hot things for my own cock too, but this had been about his pleasure for now. I roused him with a flick of my tailtip over his ears and he looked at me with glazed eyes, still somewhat in a stupor after his second orgasm.

"You are one ymmy kind of a lion, Lenny, " I told the cougar with a cum-adorned grin and released his loins finally as I moved to roll onto my back. He left go of me as well and flopped down for a while to catch a quick breath before he looked up to me, curious and obviously horny still.

"You're damn fucking hot too, Jim," he told me in a voice uncharacteristically low and rumbling for him, as he watched me. I could see his eyes flicker between my face and my cock and my swinging tailtip, and I knew what he was thinking.

"Come on...you deserve a helping of your own, I spoke to him and with a low groan of exertion shifted to sit on my rump properly, spreading my legs all open wide and pushing my paws behind so that I could relax and pose myself into a very open and very inviting posture for Lenny's benefit.

The cougar seemed to be practically drooling once more as he wasted no time crawling closer on all fours which was also fucking sexy of him, and I landed a paw over his head and between his ears to guide him down but unpressingly back to my cock. He set onto it with hunger that I had matched when the cougar' own cock was in question, obediently taking first two and then four inches of my cock into his maw, his maximum like it was before. I scratched the backs of his ears and called him a good cat and purred and cussed a bit when he started to blow me again, kneeling between my legs on that same all-fours posture that really brought my eyes to his backside that was held up in this position, showing off the flare of his hips as they widened into his fantastic...no...beautiful rump that was only accentuated by the thick, swaying tail.

Gods he was hot and I only had eyes for him on that moment when my eager paw coaxed him on his amateurish but wonderfully slobbery and hot blowjob that was taking me towards my second climax of the day fast. I signaled that special fact to him by squeezing onto his neck scruff, starting to moan already as I felt the heat rise form the very base of my tail and spreading through my belly and my balls until it threatened to reach my cock lodged still firmly in his maw. I gave him a warning with the classic "Oh fuck, gonna cum..." line, and didn't even have any time to wonder whether he'd want me to pull out...well, I was probably beyond caring anyway, and as I deposited my tangy offering into his gulping maw, I was in guy heaven again and there weren't any complaints from him either as he took three mawfuls of cum into him and swallowed it all.

Once I was done he let my cock leave his maw and then, looking up at me adoringly, he proceeded to lap the white-stained cock eagerly, until I simply had to push him away and tell him that his raspy tongue was feeling a little bit too raw on my newly spent cock. We both laughed after I told him as much, and we ended up as a boyish heap on the blanket again, purring idly and exchanging some very much cum-flavored French kisses back and forth. His paws explored my body as they pleased, tracing my abs and pecs and he even asked me to make a bicep for him and I did, letting the muscle pop out in its modest size and he even kissed that, heheh! I did the same for him of course, stroking his back and belly and his thigh thighs and of course his ass that I was loving more by each minute I could look at it and touch it, and he liked that and gave me a lots of purrs and sighs as a thankyou for that pleasure.

We lay there like that for quite the while, feeling a mild breeze in the air but with that much sex going on between us, it could not have broken through our furs. We lay there together closely, our tails wrapped loosely together while we kissed and chatted a little bit and I even searched for his nipples and once they were found from their furry hiding places I treated each of them with a nice tongue-bathing of their own. Everything we did, every grope, kiss, rub and stroke was accentuated by our throaty giggling that signaled that we were at ease with what we were doing, exploring all this that was called gay sex, and it was really good for us both...the right thing we wanted to do.

We both knew, however, that this was just one day, one day of madness that might or might not be repeated again, and even though we had been having near nonstop sex for what must have been hours, there was still more spunk to us, and not very much time left to do it.

Lenny looked at me with half-lidded eyes and smiled and pushed his semi-hard cock against my thigh and nuzzled my neck again and even gave me some teeth again, and I responded with a little humpin' action of my own, my paw that was near-constantly groping his ass going high over the muscle and into the crack of his ass cheecks, giving him a really firm squeeze. I looked down at him and I'm quite sure he knew what I was thinking.

"You wanna take this up to the next level, Len?" I spoke to him, smiling and hoping my voice sounded soft and nice and gentle...hell, maybe just a little bit romantic.

I'm sure these weren't exactly the most romantic circumstances to be doing all this, but it sure was memorable, lolz, and I hadn't heard any complains so far, so things were only bound to be good, heheh.

"You know I want to, Jim...,"...he spoke back to me in a purr, giving my own backside a playful slap, even!

I growled at him "menacingly" and snapped my teeth in a very typical teenaged swagger manner and grunted and pushed him down to the blanket again, shifting my body over his again so that I lay over him, looking down into his eyes. He felt warm and smelt absolutely of debauchery and illicit sexual antics and he was smiling and he had a hard cock poking me in the belly, and he was really cute and he was all mine... the king lion's new plaything...

I leaned down over him to kiss him wetly over his lips, and then, lingering really close so that we shared our breath, asked him how he wanted this done.

"Like the ferals do it in the wild...,"...my once-shy cougar buddy grinned at me, and you can just guess how much I was into that idea. I gave him another really silly-looking menacing "bite" of my jaws in the air in front of him and rolled off of him, letting him come up, turn and settle automatically onto his paws and knees, tipping his head down and pushing his tail end up, even rising his tail and heavily batting it to the side so that it fell in a nice, handsome arch over his back. I watched this posturing from my kneeling position and I almost felt my jaw drop when he presented his big cougar ass for me.

I know it was my first ass, really, yes, it was, but hell...that ass...that beautiful ,beautiful feline ass was the hottest thing I could imagine. His hips flared heavily into the wide buttocks of his rump, split into two perfect halves by his crack and taint ,beginning from the muscular base of his tail that was now raised and exposing fully the unviolated opening of his most private place, the anus which I knew to be both hot, slick, warm-skinned and very, very springy from my little poking I had done before. The white fur on his crack led down to his ballsac that hung loosely between his spread thighs, and I knew what a sweet fruit those double mounds bore.

Almost by reflex, my paw was on my cock and fisting it slowly, spreading traces of cum and pre and saliva all over its length as I watched the round rump with fascination. This was it...the ultimate sexual expression...mating...taking...having...fucking...screwing.

I saw Lenny tilt his head and look back at me, his eyes big from nerves and expectation, too, and I gave him a little smile, and scooted closer a bit so that I was kneeling right behind him. I left my cock for now and instead reached with both my paws to cup his round cheeks to the best of my ability and squeezed them, the supple flesh a great feel under my pads. Lenny let out a somewhat broken purr as I kneaded his buns and played with them, alternatively squeezing and spreading them and feeling them all over. His slightly chubby ass was warm and giving and everything you'd want from an ass you were planning to fuck throughout, and my buddy Lenny's did not disappointed.

He gasped a bit as he felt my paws spread his cheeks again and my thumbs moved to rub around and over his anus, occasionally pressing on its edges to make the firm muscle part a little bit. I felt him shake for the feeling and repeating that parting movement and I was rewarded by that same reaction. The secret tailring squeezed firmly shut afterwards, and I allowed it this natural respite before again teasing the hot muscle with all my skill and, yeah, waning patience.

Okay, being the horny bastard that I was, I naturally wanted to try out everything I had seen on all those porn flicks I had seen during my countless pawing-off sessions since discovering that fine art, and playing with Lenny's tailhole was no exception. I let my paws slip to the sides a little, still firmly pressing to the fine muscle as I held his cheeks spread, and..holding my breath, tilted down to start lapping along his silky-furred ass crack that smelled and taste of sweat and cum and a little bit of soap, which was both a relief and a surprise. I started out with wide-tongued licks from his sac, going upwards in slow strides and squeezing more firmly onto his hips when it seemed like Lenny might by tipping over from sheer pleasure, but I had no intention to let him go. Steadfast I was in everything I did, and that included rimming my fuckbuddy with all the eagerness of a horny first timer.

Can't say I wasn't a bit nervous, though, but in I went for my target, his tailhole that was beckoning for me to fill it with by any means necessarily. Lenny shivered and cursed against the blanket, his head hung long when he felt the first contact of my lips over his tailhole, my wet leonine lips giving his pucker a little peck before going for more heavily involved smooching of that taboo area of feline anatomy. I felt him shiver and shudder for it, but I knew it was for the very dirty forbidden nature of this act, and we were willing partakers in its musky allure. I felt the familiar muscle contractions of his hole through my lips now, which was kinda...novel, but also, made me change my tactic briefly as I stopped with the lip action and went for more tongue. I repeated my trail of wide licks from his taint all the way to his hole, licking over it throughoutly as if washing my paws after a particularly delicious meal, and he was salty and nice and addictive to say the least.

He grunted loudly for my actions, and I felt my own cock throb between my spread muscular thighs as I orally assaulted my cougar with the best undertail action I could give him. My tongue made a lewd spiral over his anus followed by more languid licking and then full-on making out, with my lips and tongue in full synch teasing his spit-slickened hole. Deducing from all the grunting he was doing, I'm pretty sure that Lenny was approving of my performance. I left his ass for a brief moment to have a good look at my work, and I was presented with the sight of his crack, all slippery and messy with my saliva that had ran down in an overflowing quality from my maw and transferred by my hot lapping. His hole was slightly parted, relaxed from all the teasing that it had been subjected to, and he was moaning with mild disappointed at the sudden loss of that pleasure.

A dirty grin spread my lips as I grabbed his left ass cheek and gave it a little shake, making his cougar rump wiggle briefly. Lenny was giving me an exasperated look and I knew that neither of us had a lot of patience left. Smiling still, I reached over to pick up the almost forgotten goods I had brought in for this venture. I took the tube of lube first, flicking its cap open with a familiar pop and then squeezing a nice gob of the transparent substance over onto my two pawfingers. I rubbed them briefly together to make warm just a little bit before I put the tube away and used my relatively unmessy paw to spread his cheeks fully.

"I'm gonna lube you up really good," I growled at him with an amused tone as I brought those wet fingers over to his hole and spread the goopy gel all over his muscle.

"It's cold!" he yelped at me briefly, but he laughed, and let me continue without a hindrance, and continue I did, massaging the cougar's anal opening with two wet fingerpads and keeping it up even as I squeezed some extra lube onto the mess that I was making. I began to apply a little bit more pressure with each pass, and I could feel how Lenny was trying to relax his hole since I could very well both feel and see the rhythmical squeezes of the slick muscle. Whenever I felt the muscle relax I tried pushing with my fingertips, and on a particularly well-timed pass I managed to push a single KY-coated fingertip past his ring and about half an inch into my Lenny's back passage.

The ring-shaped muscle squeezed down on my finger and I waited for that familiar spasm to go before I pushed again, this time making through for the first joint or so, and I heard him moan again, and without waiting I brought my other slick finger together with the first and jointly they pushed against the warm muscle and soon he had about an inchful of two pawfingers inside his tailhole. After another pass for adding lube I replaced my paw on his ass again, giving him a reassuring rub as I let him get used to this intrusion.

"Already feels so much better than my own fingers up there, Jim..."...Lenny told me as I managed to get my fingers slowly nudged past the inner sphincter muscle that one couldn't relax willingly.

His tunnel was sucking on my fingers with rhythmical, spastic movements, and it felt hot and dirty and so damn sexy that I just wanted to get going for more. With slow and deliberate push, I managed to get more depth out of him, and elicited a couple of really deep moans when I started to scissor my fingertips around inside his rectum. My fingertips brushed against his prostate, the elusive nub accidentally discovered from the depts. of his tailtunnel by my questing fingers, and Lenny groaned my name followed by lots of cursing that I still thought sounded odd coming from him in particular.

I kept up the finger-fucking for a few moments more, until my hand felt a little bit numb from the odd positioning of my fingers, and my cock was straining so much it looked like it might burst all sudden, and I certainly didn't like THAT idea, and thus I slowly pulled my fingers out from Lenny's ass. He sighed and I watched as the wet pucker squeezed closed and seemed to wink at me as it tried to retain its original closed state.

Lenny's eyes were at me again as he felt me leave him, and he knew what was coming, and he kept watching as I picked up the packet of condoms and almost fumbled with it as I opened the cardboard packing and retrieved the plastic-wrapped rubber. With the condom between my teeth I gave my cock a couple of quick pumps to make sure it was fully erect and ready and then opened the wrapper. I swear Lenny's head wont down in a sort of a nodding movement... nod...nod..nod...nod...with each inch of my lionhood that was enclosed in its plastic suit of armor. I held onto my cocktip gingerly with the fingers of one paw and carefully rolled it down all the way and made sure that it fit snuggly around my cockbase where my sheath not met plastic. I gave my condom-covered length another couple of strokes from my lube-smeared paw, both to make sure I was as slick as possible and also that the fit of the protective gear was fine, and then...moment of the truth.

Lenny watched me still, and FUCK did it make me feel sexy as I stood there, on my knees, and made my way finally over towards the cougar. I placed one of my paws over the small of his back and without further ado used my other paw to guide the pointed, covered tip of my needy cock against the wet flesh of his pucker. I felt Lenny shiver down to the core and I told him gently to relax, and as I made sure I was well in position with a little bit of pressure against his hole, I moved my other paw to grasp his hip for extra leverage and comfort.

I hissed and grunted and bit my lip as I stood there, poised so close to my ultimate goal, and I heard Lenny breath raggedly from the very feeling of that pulsing cock aimed at his tailhole, and I'm not sure which of us was feeling more horny, him or me, when I made the first experimental push against his muscle.

The cougar's flesh resisted me for a few moments, and I needed half a dozen slow pushes before I felt the ring spasm once more and then part quickly to admit the slick tip of my cock into his hot and lubed tunnel. We both grunted and moaned at the feeling, me from having my cock clenched on by his tailhole, Lenny from the very fact that he had one inch out of the nine that were my cock jammed under his lifted, offered tail. I stayed immobile for a little while before I continued with my experimental pushes, at first unable to overcome his muscular resistance that was slowly waning, though, and with a mighty grumble that showed why lions were so often referred to as kings, I pushed until finally my balls made contact with his soggy pair and I was in.

I kneeled there, eyes closed and my head thrown back, my growl rising as I savored the feeling of my very first fuck. I was balls deep in another male and it felt GOOD. I felt his heartbeat through his ass, his tail tunnel that kept sucking on my nine inches of cock placed into his depths by the virtue of my lust for his hot body. I felt his balls press to mine, and his ass cheeks molded perfectly to the shape of my hips that were pressed firmly against his heavy bottom. I glanced down and saw those shapely mounds pressed flat by my quivering hips and I felt a twinge of pride, ever the more as I saw that Lenny had pressed his face against his paw and he was hissing and practically mewling as he tried to get used to the feeling of being impaled.

"You ok?" I asked him hoping that I hadn't pushed him beyond his limits too soon, and I tried to soothe him by rubbing his back and sides with my paws as I waited for his answer.

"Gimme...gimme a...oh fuck....gimme a fucking second...,"...the cougar breathed at me, and I felt his tailtunnel and the ring of his pucker squeeze down at me again, and I was almost overcome by the need to thrust and fuck his hole into submission. I did manage to hold back, though, and forced myself to keep my hips steady as I waited. I listened to his semi-pained sounds and was already considering pulling out altogether and wait for another go a bit later on, but then I heard his grunt again, and felt his hips shift as he moved himself with my cock still fully inside him, and then he somewhat weakly told me to go on.

A rumble rose from my chest as I carefully withdrew an inch or two from within his hot tail and immediately pushed back in, my eyes watching rapt both how his ass cheeks worked with my hips and changed their nice shape with my thrusts, and the heat of my cock as it slowly moved in and out of that spread tailhole. I could see the muscle bulge with my movements, and that sight along was hot enough to spurn me along to start fucking Lenny properly.

Slowly, I leaned down over him, pressing our bodies together just like he had told me to do in the first place, to mate his tail tunnel like we had seen the ferals do in the natural documents, doggie-style, cat-style, whatever it was called, but we were on our all fours and I was behind him and driving my piston of a cock in and out of his smoking tailhole. I must have been really clumsy at it, being first time and all, but whatever I lacked in skill I sure did make up for in eagerness, and soon we had a nice, hard rhythm going. Lenny was also starting to grind back to my thrusts, his hips rolling against mine and moving against the direction of my thrusts. Now as I was pulling out, his ass was moving to the opposite direction and I had to catch up with him. I popped out a couple of times and jammed my slick cock against his balls, bringing some grunts from him, but I was quick to aim myself back and slip into his hot confines once more. All the while my paws roamed his sides and I had my face pressed against his neck and I breathed against it, letting him know by the very sound of my panting breaths of how much I wanted him at this moment.

I skewered his backside hard and fast, releasing all my pent-up teenaged frustrations into his springy and willing receptacle, his tailhole and ass that took my thrusts perfectly. Lenny's own hard cock swayed between his legs and spread precum everywhere due to the pendulum motion caused by my hard buggering of his lusty ass. That tan wonder was really sucking my cock in and doing all sorts of great things for it in process, and I knew I would not last for long.

Still, I did know that I wanted one more thing out of this session...a little bit more...and with massive effort I yanked myself out of him, making a dirty slurping sound and then a sound slap as my lubed cock slapped heavily against my belly. Lenny lay slumped, still on his elbows and knees, and I grabbed him quickly, carefully guiding him down so that I could nudge him to turn onto his back. I was between his legs in an instant, rubbing his thighs briefly as I admired his well-fucked body, and smiled at him as I hooked my paws under his knees and pushed them until they reached his chest and he was contorted so as to expose his slightly opened and oozing pucker for me again. I helped him to get those legs over to my shoulders before I grabbed his hips again and helped my aim by tilting them, and with a loud grunt from both of us I took the cougar again, pushing into him with determination until ours ballsacs kissed wetly.

I was poised over him in a dominant posture, him ass up, bent over in half, cock up in his rectum and a madly grinning or scowling lion on top of him, but my Lenny didn't seem to mind at all. In fact, he seemed to watch me back with pleading eyes.

"Nhhhrrr...I'll make you cum...,"I growled at him, baring my teeth as I pushed on again, beginning a rough rhythm within his tail tunnel as I hunched myself over his body. Our bodies slapped together over and over again while we fucked, our tails trashing, and my saliva was dripping over onto his face, but Lenny didn't mind, only grunted and asked for more.

I gave him a more, as much as my hips and my overused cock could do, and I reamed him until it felt like I was seeing stars, and I leaned down and kissed him, and we made out while we fucked, and fucked while our tongues made out, and it was perfect madness, and our bodies burned and craved for more, even though we had not too much left to give, but nonetheless we carried on, driving ourselves to the limits of sexual fervor. Lenny had his paws over my neck and held me down and I held down onto him with mine while my hips slammed and slapped against his, and we both grunted and grumbled and fucked until I heard him gasp and felt and smelled him cumming again, spraying his watery cum everywhere between our smashed-together bodies. His orgasm made his innards tight like a vice and it was no surprise to either of us that I soon was panting as well, nipping his neck with my teeth in a mating bite as my hips were slammed against his for the final time and held there firmly, my cock pulsing as it mightily tried to pump Lenny's ass full of my cum.

Lenny held onto me still even while I sagged on top of him, tired and spent, and was even stating to feel my erection subsiding slowly, which prompted me to pull out of his anus so that I could safely remove the condom. I tossed the wet and nasty piece of plastic away and returned to embrace Lenny, taking him into his arms as our breaths slowly calmed down and we simply held onto each other and enjoyed the afterglow of our very first fuck. I groomed the side of his neck slowly and Lenny almost mewled again, which I think was so cute, and then I asked him whether he had good time, and he said that he had, and even though he wouldn't be able to sit down to play Halo for a week, probably, he still didn't regret anything we had done so far.

I laughed a bit at his choice of words and accused him of being a particularly horny teen cat, but all I received for that was a nip on my ear and a growl that was accentuated by the familiar slowly humping of his hips against my thigh. I felt his paws move along my lean body again, and as I leaned in to kiss him again, the cougar grabbed my tail and shot a glance up at me that could only mean one thing.

More play!

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I, your burly narrator Lion, Jimmy, ended up losing my anal virginity bent over the hood of my own car, with my legs spread and my tail lifted in the classic submissive pose. Lenny showed a considerate but firm dominant streak for me as he led me over to the car, told me to assume my position and then went to work over my ass first with lubed fingers, then with his nice, thick cock that did take a little bit of time getting used to, but eventually we had quite the nice thing going there. I ended up cumming a fourth time for that afternoon with Lenny's thick rubbered-up cock jammed into my anus with its barbs brushing up against my prostate with each heavy thrust. He really put his body mass behind each of those hard thrusts that almost sent me to stand on my toes, and he held onto me with strong paws and even bit my shoulder, too, when he came and creamed my tailtunnel with his seed that he deposited into the condom.

After all that fucking we both were damn sore to be sure, but we still ended up cuddling out there for a while before we managed to put on our clothes, sort ourselves out a little bit and head back to the small town from where we left. We ate a couple of burgers and Coke at the small diner there and we sat at the small table and Lenny had his MP3 plugs hanging on his shoulder and we talked about Halo.