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I had to get out of there first, so when the canopy began to slide back, I was already getting up. It wasn't yet completely hauled back and I was leaping down the wing and landing on all fours on the ground before I headed to the locker.

Damn, it feels good to get out of that jet. It can get stifling there sometimes. And this helmet, oof... Even the damn bandanna is smothering me. I can't wait to get out of this G-suit.

He's following me, I know he is. I don't even have to look back to know that. And I know he's not happy, too. He'll get over it.

I had just stashed my helmet and bandanna inside the locker and was preparing to take off my suit when he slams my locker's door shut with such a loud clang I'm forced to jump a little. The next thing I know, I'm being turned around and forced back against the shut locker's door. I bet my back dented it in.

I try to stare into Chance's eyes behind the mask. He's still not Chance, he's still T-Bone, through and through. What I can see of his eyes shows me he's not angry at me at all!

He's furious!

I simply stare back at him, defying him in silence. Yeah, I snuck up on Doctor Viper all alone and didn't say anything to him. Yeah, his plantimals nearly got me good back there. Yeah, he had to save me.

So what?

I saved his tail many times before, haven't I? Why can't he just save me this one time and let me be? I know already I made a mistake. I know already I shouldn't have acted on my own.

Quit rubbing it in, already!

He's not letting up. When Chance gets like this, I confess I'm sometimes afraid of him. But it's also the times I feel most attracted to him. He's all raging muscled male when he's like this.

Damn, he's a perfect example of tom-kind!

I'm softening my gaze, I know I am... But just having Chance this close to me is giving me butterflies in my stomach... Kats Above, if only he was like me...

I have to end this stalemate.

I prepare to open my mouth and his left hand slams into the locker door, effectively shutting me up. His bare brawny forearm is less than an inch from my face. I can even feel the warmth of his flesh radiating in my right cheek. I try not to look at his biceps, bulging slightly even when it's distended. I catch a small glimpse of his triceps, fully flexed and engorging his upper arm in a raw show of male power.

My face, by now, must be showing my desire. I know my nether parts are springing to life! I can't keep on like this! If he finds out, he's gonna pound me to a pulp! I know he's straight. I've seen him all but salivating over Callie's ass. I've even noticed the slight tent in his coveralls when he thought no one was watching him.

I know he must be big just by the size of that bulge...

He doesn't know I'm gay, though. I've always hid this fact from him. We don't have to tell everything to each other and both of us have been rather discreet when it comes to our sex life. He doesn't brag about the hot girls he bangs when he goes out and I don't tell him how experienced I am giving head - as well as my rear!

I won't lie, I love the feel of a long thick cock up my hole, powerfucking me until I'm forced to cum. But if he ever gets wind of this inclination of mine, the physical pain would be the lesser evil - albeit quite large, nonetheless.

I'm sure our friendship wouldn't survive that. And I couldn't survive the death of our friendship. I love him, I've known for a long time that I'm deeply in love with Chance. But more important than that is the bond of friendship and trust we share. If I lose that...

I *can't* lose that!

So end this stalemate already!

Why is he looking at me like that, as if he's surprised or something? Oh, no! What am I doing?

Kats Alive! I'm leaning my face on his forearm.

Stop that, Jake! Stop it!

But his arm is so warm... I'm not really touching it with my cheek, it's just my facial fur that's barely touching his arm fur and it feels like electricity is flowing from him to me! I feel ecstatic! I can't help to lean more and more into that brawny forearm. I can't help myself!

I've wanted this for so long.

I feel my eyes close as I openly nuzzle the muscles of his forearm. The pleasure is so much I feel I'm on the verge of orgasm!

NO!

I suddenly straighten my head and open my eyes. I know I look scared and I bloody hell *am* scared shitless!

He doesn't say anything. His expression is neutral. Holy Kats, I wish he'd say something! Insult me! Look daggers at me! Anything but this neutral expression!

His right arm comes up. I close my eyes and cringe. This is it! He's gonna punch me to a bloody pulp!

But it's not the overwhelming pressure of Chance's fist I feel. Instead, I feel the gentlest touch on my left cheek, one that sends waves of electricity through my body and make my cock throb. I open my eyes and I still can't tell what that expression that he has on his face is. Is he just teasing me before he kicks the crud out of me?

No, that's not how Chance acts. He may be hot-headed and rough-mannered sometimes but he's not cruel. Something else is on his mind.

He takes his hand off my cheek and I feel like an immense emptiness and death-like coldness there.

Don't take it off!

He rests his hand on the locker's door, so now I have both of his lovely brawny arms on both sides of my head. I have to swallow. If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up! This is the closest he's ever been to me!

Holy Kats, Holy Kats, Holy Kats! He's leaning closer! What's he gonna do? Is he gonna headbutt me? Bash my skull in? Break my nose? Tear off my ears? Oh, Kats Alive! He's burying his snout in the curve of my neck! This is too much! He's nuzzling my neck. Holy Kats, I'm gonna cum, for sure! I have to gasp when I feel all his muscular body leaning unto mine, pressing up against mine. His heat sends shock waves of pleasure through my body! I almost came right then!

He's kissing my neck! I'm too stunned to know what to do! But I can't let this opportunity go by! I lean into his neck too and inhale deeply of his musk. It's almost enough to send me over. I've always loved his scent but actually being able to smell it so close to me is nothing short of pure ecstasy!

He pulls back and stares at me, our noses inches from each other. He cups my cheeks in his rough warm hands.

I want to see him!

I take off his helmet and let it clatter on the ground. Our helmets are delicate pieces of electronic equipment. I would never let either of them fall down to the ground like that. Yet, right now, I don't care. I'm too busy undoing the knot that keeps his bandanna in place. It takes me a while to undo the knot; my hands are just shaking like a June bug. But I get it done. And down it goes.

And I look into his eyes. There's no anger in them. No hate. No malice.

Just tenderness.

And an underlying glint of lust!

He approaches me. I can feel his hot breath. My heart is racing, like it's on my throat and ready to escape.

I want this... I've wanted this for so long...

He leans more unto me. The fur on our chins touches and it's like an electrical storm of ecstasy rushing through me. He closes the minimal gap between our lips and I close my eyes. First, I feel just a slight brush, enough to leave me yearning for more. Then he presses harder. I can feel his tongue probing my lips, asking for permission to enter.

You don't need permission, love! You never did!

His tongue invades the moist interior of my mouth and meets mine. For brief instants, I sense him hesitating but soon that moment of vacillation passes and we kiss with fervent passion.

He wants me! I'm yours!

I've always been yours!

I don't know for how long our kiss went on but when I felt him drawing back I was left there, gasping for air, mouth hanging slightly open, eyes closed, basking in the warm sensation of our tongues wrestling each other and feeling our kiss was too short-lived. I open my eyes and notice a thin string of saliva connecting our chins. My prick throbs. I find it extremely alluring!

His eyes taunt me, as well as that sardonic smile that I came to love so much. He seems to be defying me to proceed. I see he wants me as much as I want him! What a lovely surprise! I could have sworn he was straight as an arrow. To see Chance has the hots for me just as badly as I have for him is... unexpected. But, by the Holy Kats, it's all I've ever dreamed! In fact, if this is a dream, it's the best wet dream I've ever had! And I don't want to wake up! Ever!

I want more!

I fumble with the harnesses locks a little in order to get them open but I manage and down they go. I begin to unzip his G-suit, exposing his muscular chest, still covered by his white shirt. I pass an eager hand over those gorgeous mounds of muscle feeling them hardening when he flexes them. I know this sounds cheesy but I simply find muscular guys, like my Chance, irresistible. Especially when I have all that muscle to myself!

I fumble a little to get the G-suit over his broad shoulders but he helps me a little and down his torso it goes. I help him get his massive arms out of the sleeves and take a good look at my tabby friend. He's just gorgeous! The way the white shirt clings to his muscular frame, highlighting every bulge in that magnificent torso is enough to send gobs of pre out of my cock.

I can't wait to take off that shirt! And that's exactly what I do! I lift up his shirt and peer at his flat stomach. A rock-hard six-pack says hello to me. My heart races faster. I pass a hand over the twin triple mounds and feel Chance flexing them.

He knows just how to get me!

I drop on my knees so as to properly worship those amazing abs but he stops me midway. I think I just let out a whimper of frustration. Maybe that's why he's chuckling, a deep rumble in his throat.

Damn! Is there anything I don't find sexy on this guy?

He motions me to finish what I have started by raising his arms. He wants me to undress him and I'm only too happy to oblige. When the shirt is lying on the floor, discarded, together with the bandanna, the helmet and the harnesses, I can finally get a good view of the object of my affection... and lust! His gloves soon join the pile of discarded items in the ground and mine follow suite. I don't want anything to get in the way of me and Chance!

I caress his bare muscular chest and catch his heartbeat when I move from one pec to the other. His heart is also racing, just like mine. He's not used to this, I'm sure. But he doesn't move away, so he wants this. Probably just as bad as I do!

I can't stand anymore to be apart from him. I plunge into his bare torso, my nose burying deeply between the mounds of his pectoral muscles. I can feel his musk, strong and virile there. I'm ecstatic! I move my head and find one of his nipples, standing to attention, requiring attention. And that's exactly what I give him. I guess it's a good thing we, kats, have such rough tongues. Or maybe I'm just that good! I've never heard Chance moan and whimper in lust like this before. And he's just getting his nipples worked over! He cups my chin with his hand and forces me off his sensitive appendage and into his mouth. We kiss, long and hard, before I direct my attention to his other nipple.

His brawny arm surrounds me, his hand stroking the hair on the back of my head affectionately. I notice his bulging biceps right next to me and I can't resist. I nuzzle the hard muscle and Chance flexes it for me, posing as if he was in a bodybuilding contest. I lick and nuzzle and caress those strong arms, worshipping those powerful muscles that could be tearing me apart right now if things had gone awry, like I feared.

I'm so glad things turned out the way they did!

As I move over his biceps, I approach his pits and the strong aroma coming from there attracts me like a moth to an open flame. I never knew Chance's musky scent could have this effect on me! I find myself with my nose buried deeply in his armpit, nuzzling the soft fur there and inhaling the strong masculine smell. Chance notices my pleasure and does something I didn't expect! He lowers his arm and pins my muzzle there, trapping me in his scented armpit. And I just learned something new about myself! I never knew I had this kind of fetish but as I stood there, trapped under Chance's pit, I felt I couldn't be closer to heaven! I even started to lick the fur there in lust! And when I was done with one, I gladly moved over to the other, licking it clean!

I don't care what Chance might have thought of me when I stood there, licking and sniffing his pits. I was his to do as he pleased and nothing could give me more pleasure than acknowledging that fact! I am his! Body and soul!

When I was done he brought my chin up for another kiss. He's kinky in his own way, to taste his own musk from my snout like that. Who would've thought my tabby friend could have such kinks? Suddenly, I felt him growling deep in his throat as we were kissing. The next I knew, he ended the kiss abruptly and shoved me against the locker door, quite hard. I must have dented it in some more. I was still trying to figure out what was happening when he unsheathed his claws and grabbed me by the front of my G-suit.

What's going on? Everything was so perfect!

Snarling loudly, Chance rips the upper part of my G-suit and shirt to shreds, exposing my torso. I'm dumfounded with his strength! I knew he was strong but I never knew he could do this! Our G-suits aren't exactly fragile and he just tore mine apart like it was a paper tissue!

He leans over me and envelopes my bare torso with his arms as he brings our muzzles together for another kiss. I literally melt into his embrace and his kiss. We separate and I'm again left gasping for air but still thinking our kiss was way too short! We pause for just a second, to regain our breath. I look in his eyes and see lust gleaming in there, burning like a raging fire.

I shouldn't have been surprised with his actions. Chance is sweet and tender but he's also a powerful virile male. A top, unquestionably! Even when we're just fooling around, he plays rough! Sometimes even rough enough to hurt me! I just have to smile! Having sex with him will never be a dull experience!

I know what he wants. It's the same I want.

I lean unto him and play with his nipples as I caress the twin peaks of his abdominal muscles. I slowly get down on my knees, slathering my tongue over those amazing abs while nudging the G-suit's trousers down his nice round firm ass. As I got further down, I entered his pubic region, still covered by the G-suit's fabric. The first thing that I noticed was the delicious masculine aroma wafting up from him, effectively squeezing a few gobs of pre from my prick without so much as me touching it. The second thing I noticed was the bulge bumping against my cheek. I retreat a little and admire it.

Big. As I expected.

I nuzzle that big bulge in his pants and smooth it out, trying to make up the shape of his cock under the fabric. Seven inches, maybe? Same size as mine? I don't know! It's still hard to tell with all this cloth over him! I have to get rid of the G-suit!

It's hard to pull his pants down. They cling so closely to his muscular thighs that I feel tempted to use my claws to rip them apart but I don't want to risk injuring my Chance. I don't want a nick in his beautiful pelt! That is, apart from the thin scars he sports - we sport, actually - from our crime-fighting lifestyle. Like this one, on the inside of his right thigh. I pass a finger over its length. I know he must feel next to nothing when I do this. Thin and concealed by his fur as it may be, I still remember the mission that garnered him that token. I shake my head, trying to make the memory go away and shower it with my soft kisses while I caress his bare thigh. He tenses his leg muscles for me, a private show I'm sure no one has ever had the pleasure of attending, not even his female conquests.

What a privilege!

He kicks off the trousers and now the whole G-suit lies listlessly on the floor. My eyes bolt up, to something that is the exact opposite of limp. The tent in his skin-tight boxers is huge. My guess was way off! He's at least some glorious nine inches long. I smooth it and flatten it out against his waist, underpinning its full shape and nuzzle it, licking it over the fabric of his boxers. He caresses my face gently, a deep-rumbling purr in his throat.

I look up at him. I know my eyes are just begging for him but I don't care. I'm his!

He nods, almost imperceptibly.

Joy!

My hands tremble and my heart flutters. I'm feeling just like a kid on Christmas morning! I slowly pull down his boxers, eager to see him, to hold him, to taste him. His engorged member jumps free from its encroachment, almost hitting me in the face. He's not even an inch from my nose, pulsing in all its glory, slightly curved and pointing up to the heavens. My breathing becomes ragged. This can only be a dream, one I've dreamt oh so many times!

Nine inches, alright. And then some!

A large drop of pre bubbles up on the tip of Chance's cock and slowly trickles down until it falls, its descent broke only by the thin thread of pre uniting it to my tabby's glans. I can't help myself! I hurry to catch it in midair with my tongue! I just can't allow it to go to waste! I close my eyes as the salty flavor assaults my senses. I've tasted my mate, the one tom I've ever truly loved, the one tom I've ever wanted to be mated with.

I believe I've tasted a little bit of heaven!

I open my eyes again and admire than long piece of meat. I reach for its base with my hand and find myself a little surprised that I can't actually encircle it with just one hand!

More than nine inches and almost as thick as a beer can!

I so want you!

I approach my lover's meat and distribute several kisses down along his shaft. I reach his balls and stop for a moment to admire them, large, full and low-hanging, the masculine scent wafting up from his perineum stronger than anywhere else I've sampled it from his body. I nuzzle in closer to get a better whiff of my tom's scent and, instinctively, my tongue lolls out and licks his sac.

I can feel his legs tensing and I can hear the lustful gasp he lets out. I'm giving him pleasure! I'm actually giving Chance pleasure! I continue my oral ministrations and every pleasured moan and gasp I hear is another incentive for me to give my all at it! I then take his balls in my mouth, one at a time and I feel his legs buckle as he calls my name lustfully.

He likes this! I just give it to him!

A few minutes later, I make my way back up his shaft, leaving every inch of it covered in my saliva. When I'm about to reach his glans, I move away a little and look straight up at Chance's eyes. There's still the lustful fire gleaming in them, more so than before, if that's even possible. Now he's the one almost begging me not to stop. He places a strong hand in the back of my head, beckoning.

No, he's not pleading at all! He's commanding me to go on! And I'm only too happy to oblige.

I lap the pre that had accumulated in the meantime and soon I have his glans in my mouth, my tongue twirling around his frenulum. He buckles again and throws his head back, groaning in pleasure deep in his throat.

Time to show him how good I am giving head!

I go down over his shaft and take half of it in my warm mouth while I jack him off with my right hand and fondle his balls with my left. He tenses all over and screams out his pleasure. When he looks down, our eyes meet and I can see the amount of pleasure I'm giving him. He asks me not to stop, encourages me to go deeper and that's exactly what I do. But nine inches are nine inches. I'm no neophyte to deepthroating and I have my gag reflex pretty much under control but it takes me a little time to accommodate such a large member in. Eventually, I manage to get his whole shaft down my throat, my nose crushed against his pubic region. Chance lets out a groan when he feels his whole prick engulfed in my moist interior.

I have to retreat rather quickly, though. No matter how much pleasure I'm having deepthroating Chance, I need air! I only have a moment to gasp for the precious oxygen before Chance grabs hold of both sides of my head and rams his whole length down my throat again. He keeps me tightly pinned to his crotch for several moments and I'm beginning to get flustered due to the lack of air. My lungs are screaming but just before I have to start to struggle myself in his grasp, he lets up, as if our minds were connected. I quickly get off his saliva- and pre-dripping prick to gasp for precious air for a few moments before he thrusts his member down my throat again. It was a little brutal, I have to concede. I've always wanted to deepthroat Chance but I never thought he'd force his cock down my throat like that!

I loved it!

Spit and precum dribbled from my hanging mouth as I regained my breath. I look up and see him smiling, still wanting more. He nods to me, almost imperceptibly, asking for permission to go on. I think I know what he wants next. I want it too! Still, as aroused as he is, he silently asks me if it's okay to continue, if I'm okay to continue. He wants it rough! So do I! He wouldn't be the Chance I know if he didn't want it rough! I nod and prepare myself.

He changes his grip in my head a little and again rams his cock in my mouth, burying it to the hilt. However, he doesn't stay buried long. He takes it off and rams it home again, face-fucking me with an unbridled step. I can hear him huffing and groaning in lust and pleasure as he steadily fucks my mouth and throat. My nose bumps hard against his crotch and I wonder if it could start bleeding from the vigorous bumping. I open my eyes and look at my beautiful tabby. They start to water from the strain I'm being put through and a few tears stream down my face. He keeps grunting and huffing as he humps my mouth and if I could emit a sound, I'd be groaning in pleasure too!

I was so happy to be used so by him!

A few minutes later he suddenly releases me and takes two steps back, grabbing his cock just under the glans, squeezing it. I cough up a few times but other than that, I'm ready for another ride! He stands there, trying to make his impending orgasm subside. I blink in surprise. Did I give him so much pleasure? I'm proud of myself! He grunts as he releases his vibrant member. He managed to control his orgasm... For now.

He comes over and cups my chin, bringing our muzzles closer for a messy kiss. I can feel his pulsating prick against my own slimmer abs. I'm not as muscular as Chance but I've nothing to be ashamed of. My body may not be bulging with muscles like Chance's but that doesn't mean I have an ounce of fat in me! And I think he likes that, he likes to feel my muscles as much as I like feeling his. His hands roam down my back and forcefully cup my round, rock-hard glutes. He puts his thumbs over the torn waist of my G-suit's trousers and inches them over my tail, revealing my briefs-covered firm ass. The trousers easily fall to the ground and I just step out of them. All the time, we kissed each other, ardently. Suddenly I feel the light pin-pricks of his claws on my ass and next I know he's ripping the fabric of my briefs, waistband and all, exposing my ass-cheeks.

I guess I'd better buy some extra pieces of clothing from now on!

We finally separate, only a few inches. My arms are round his neck as his hands cup and feel my rear. His eyes, as well as his fondling of my hole seem to silently ask me if he can have me and I just have to chuckle at that question. As if I'd let you stop now, love! I turn around in his embrace and rub my crack against his penis, showing him exactly what I covet. He turns me around and kisses me.

He lies down on the floor and invites me over with a waving finger. He guides my mouth to his penis while my rear is guided over to his mouth. I understand what he wants. Instantly I go to work taking his member in my mouth and slathering it with my saliva. He begins to work on my hole, rimming it and bathing it in copious amounts of his spit.

Holy Kats! I've had guys rimming me before but I swear no one did it better than Chance. I wonder if straight guys gain any experience in this matter by giving cunnilingus to a girl. Wherever he got his expertise from, I couldn't help myself and groaned in lust as Chance applied his very capable oral ministrations to my puckered anus.

I wonder if I can get him to give me a blowjob someday!

After a few minutes, Chance motioned me to get off of him and lay down on my back. I instantly spread out my legs and presented myself before him. It's strange, really, that I should blush when I did this for him! I've never blushed when I offered my prize to anyone else before! I look up to his face and I see him flushing too! How cute is that? He rests my legs on his shoulders and touches my hole with his glans. I can feel gobs of his pre suddenly rushing forth, slathering my quivering waiting hole, my mate's intoxicating scent strong in it. He's really aroused!

Is it any wonder I'm quite literally gushing with pride to have made him so aroused?

I can feel his member slowly stretching my sphincter. I shudder a little, whether from pleasure, from anticipation or from a slight fear for his cock's girth, the likes of which I've never had within me before, I cannot tell. He notices this and pauses, eyeing me with worry. I nod, encouraging him. Slowly, he resumes his insertion. At a point, I can feel it grazing the flesh just behind my prostate and can't help myself. I arc up my back and turn my head to the side, letting out an exclamation of pure pleasure as a little spurt of precum comes out of my cock and lands right between the twin triple mounds of my involuntarily flexed abdominal muscles. I gasp in lust and urge him to keep going. A few moments later I have all his length interred within my warm confines. I will not lie; I've had bigger cocks inside me but none of Chance's thickness! I felt full like never before!

He leans unto me and we kiss, fervently. As we do, he embraces me, steadying my body, and slowly withdraws, leaving a harrowing emptiness inside me. I whimper softly in his mouth, complaining about it but he soon slowly thrusts back in again, filling me up so completely and satisfactory. He humps me gently, lovingly, for several minutes as we kiss, nuzzle each other's necks or simply watch each other's lustful faces. It's incredible how such large, imposing and strong a tom can be so caring, so gentle, so loving. He scoops me up from the ground as he stands. It seems I weight next to nothing for my loving muscle stud. I hold him close to me as he pounds me a little harder, both of us grunting in pleasure and lust. My own member rubs against the powerful abdominal muscles of my tabby lover, spreading pre and making it glide easily over those wonderful mounds of muscle.

But we want more than that. Both of us.

He motions me off him and lies down on the ground. I'm quickly all over him! I never expected he'd let me ride him! I rapidly go down on his shaft, already missing it inside me as though it was a part of me and start moving up and down, harder and faster. He grunts as I expertly squeeze pleasure out of him. He flexes his muscles and grits his teeth as he grabs hold of my waist, steadying me. I prepare for the onslaught I've waited so much for.

There's almost no warning as he begins pounding my asshole with the rhythm of a jackhammer, deep and fast and hard! I feel his curved cock hitting my prostate time and again. The assault is so intense I have to lean back on his legs for support. Yet, he never lets up! He's unbeatable, tireless, relentless! I'm continuously moaning in pleasure. I feel I can't last much longer.

Within moments, I cry out my bone-shattering climax. A fountain of cum explodes from my cock and spurts over my face and even beyond. Jet after jet splash down on my bare chest as an earth-rocking orgasm ravages me. It's not long before I can hear his grunts turning ragged and feel his humps becoming erratic. He's also about to go over the edge.

It is with a deep and powerful thrust that Chance hits his own orgasm inside me, roaring like a lion in rut. I can feel his warm seed filling me up with never-ending streams. Still dazed from my own orgasm, I hardly noticed him getting off me and standing before me with his cock tightly grasped in his hands, throbbing madly as huge ropes of semen were discharged from it, landing heavily all over my face and torso. I kneel just in time to catch the last few copious spurts in my mouth as I close my muzzle over his pulsating cock, sealing it within the moist and warm interior of my jaws. I suck him dry lovingly, reveling in the feeling that I made him so aroused that he had this amazing climax.

When he's spent, he falls down to his knees and leans on me for support. He's breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down forcefully. He's covered in sweat as I am covered in the juices of our passionate lovemaking. He lies down and I lie on top of him, holding him close to me. I hear his heart slowly returning to its normal rhythm, his breathing steadying as he recovers from his orgasm, as we recover and bask in each other's warmth. I feel his arms enveloping me tenderly and he brings his muzzle to snuggle up against the curve of my neck. I do the same to him.

Softly, he pledges his love for me and asks me to stay with him. For always. Tears come up to my eyes and I nuzzle even closer to him, reassuring us both.

My loving Chance... I never want to let go of you...