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1. Doggy Style

"Mister Creedmore?"

He finished writing before he looked up at the Badger in the door way. "Yes, Miss Korrigan?" He put the pen down as he waited for a response, his other paw idly drawing circles on the gleaming surface of the desk with one paw.

"I wanted to inform you that your delivery arrived." This made the Tiger at the desk grin widely.

"Well, Well, we don't want to leave anybody waiting do we?" He chuckled, tail thrashing out of the hole in the back of his chair. He stretched his back. "They can bring in here." He stated.

Miss Korrigan nodded curtly and tottered out of the office.

While he waited the tiger peered around his office and couldn't help but smile, A case of articles and plaques were a testament to his success, not to mention the deep red gleam of a solid mahogany desk. But there were other, more hidden, perks of being so successful as well. He opened the bottom drawer of his desk and pulled out a collar and leash and dropped them onto the table top. He ran his fingers around the well worn leather of the collar, smiling at the memories this action brought.

The door swung open once more and he grinned. "Welcome." He purred as he stood motioning for the other to enter. He watched the slender male approach his desk, and peered down at the other male. He fingered the collar again and smiled a bit. "Hmm, cat got your tongue?" The boy's ears twitched and he looked up.

"N-no, Just not sure what to say."

"Sir can I suck your dick would be a good start." He chuckled as the boy fidgeted more, his paws ringing the tail he held in front of him. The tiger stepped out from behind the desk and moved to the front, resting back against the desk, even sitting on the edge he had at least head and ears above the fox. He inspected the other as the boys' breathing hitched in his throat. "Well...." He goaded a bit undoing his own tie tugging on the knot. "Didn't like my suggestion?" He tilted his head and frowned looking down at the other.

"N-no i-it was fine." He stammered.

"Then why" He took a slow breath as he tugged the tie from his collar and draped it across the foxes' slender black muzzle. "haven't you asked it, hm?" He quirked an eyebrow upwards. He reached out and curled a paw into the front of the others shirt, a powder blue button down. He felt the fox tense as he claws snipped off a few buttons. "I could always entertain myself if you don't have any ideas."

Shirt now revealing his soft grey belly fur the boy was squirming more visibly. This just made the tiger grin as he reached back for the collar on his desk. "On your knees then." He urged cooperation with one heavy paw on his shoulder. Once the fox was in a suitable position he rid the slender male of the rest of his shirt, letting the other squirm his arms out and it fell to the floor.

A fox on his knees, ears folded back and quivering with nerves. The sight made the noticeable bulge in the tigers khakis twitch as he rubbed one paw on the foxes neck, the other slipping the collar around it. By the time the boys paws went up to grab at the collar it was already fastened. He chuckled. "Mine for the night then, you know the contract." He tugged the foxes nose into his crotch and rubbed the trapped hardness against his cheek. "Take a good sniff." He released the leash so he could slip his suit coat off and then removed his own button down shirt to reveal his white belly framed by black stripes. A deep rumble of pleasure emanated from his chest as the fox, who was seeming more relaxed, was nuzzling and quite eagerly sniffing the tigers musky crotch.

The tiger leaned back on his paws, one holding the leash keeping the fox in his place between the tigers knees. "Enough of that." He growled lightly, the fox squeaked and fumbled first with the tigers belt and then with button and zipper, he tugged the flaps open and was faced with a musky sweaty moist cotton bulge of the tigers underwear. The tiger gave an encouraging tug on the leash. "Keep going." He moaned as the fox peeled the boxer briefs down and tugged it all to the tigers knees. The fox stared at the tigers bits for a while as the pants slipped completely to the floor. He licked his lips and yelped as he was suddenly yanked against that crotch, getting a face full of tiger musk, the moist sweat rubbing against his cheek. "too slow." He grabbed the fox by one ear He put the foxes nose to the tip of his swollen cock. "Been waiting all day, no wasting time." He growled at the fox as he pushed him downward. When the fox resisted he just kept pushing the musky member into his muzzle. His barbs tickled against the foxes' warm wet mouth and he moaned pushing till the fox gagged. "Gonna do it yourself now?" The tiger smiled as the fox nuzzled his cock and couldn't help but grin as the fox giggled when his barbs tickled the canids tongue. He tugged on the leash again when the fox took to long and rubbed one ear lightly. "nice and wet now." He urged stroking around the edge of his ear with one claw.

He groaned with pleasure as his cock was slowly enveloped in warm wet muzzle again. He enjoyed the boys efforts as that slender snout pleasured his rigid tool, soon glistening with saliva. He pushed the fox up and smacked his nose with his cock, leaving a spot of pre and saliva. He suddenly moved forward hoisting the fox to his feet and turning around, dragging the canid with him. Hearing a yelp he chuckled as he bent the fox offer the desk, attempting not to puncture his toy on any of the pen stands. He reached around, gave the trapped fox cock a vicious squeeze and then shrugged the trousers keeping him from his prize. He tore the pieces out of his way and pulled the foxes under wear down batting his tail out of the way. He growled. "up." He snapped snapping the leash handle against his ass, causing the small male to yelp. But the tail was soon lifted to reveal a tight pink hole which the tiger planned on thoroughly abusing. When he spotted the fox looking back at him, he forced to fingers into his muzzle and ordered him to lick, those same fingers were soon plunged into a squirming mewling fox.

That tight hole squeezed and twitched around his fingers as he moved them in and out. "get ready for the main show mister foxy." He chuckled twisting the fingers around once more before withdrawing them. The pre leaking lightly from his member was rubbed into the foxes rear, some even against his hole before the barbed tip was pressed into the center of that pink ring of muscle. One paw still holding the leash he put both paws on the foxes hips, causing the boy to strain his neck back. "Ready?" and before the fox could respond he pushed inwards overcoming resistance with sheer brute force, his thigh muscles bulging as the fox squealed. Twitching hole and squirming male, as his cock was engulfed in warmth, this is why he did this. He moved the paw with the leash to the foxes back to hold him down as he made sure his cock was well seated balls deep into the panting whimpering male. He enjoyed the sensation for a few moments before he drew out, as soon as his cock barbs tickled the innards of the foxes entrance he slid back in, this time delving into a much more relaxed warmth.

He moaned as he eased into a firm steady rhythm, bottoming out each time, giving a sharp push on the last inch, that caused the fox to let out the cutest little squeak. He leaned down to growl into his ear. "Not bad." He commented He gave a sharp jerk of his hips, banging the fox against the desk. As he went back to his rhythm, he felt the fox begin to meet his thrusts, this only caused the tiger to take much more liberty with his pounding. His balls soon slapping against the foxes rear. He could smell the scent of fox and just knew the front of his desk was being painted in pre as he continued his conquering of the smaller fur.

His thrusts became jerky and unsteady as his balls tightened with the familiar feeling of climax. "Soon foxy." He growled leaning down and pounding the fox into the desk, not caring as a jar of pencils slipped off the other side. He let out a roar as he buried his cock once more into the fox and began painting the others innards in steaming tiger jiz. As he road out his orgasm he felt the fox working his own rigid member to a howling climax, adding thick cream to the pre all over his desk. He stayed there for a while panting against the foxes back. "So, whats your name?" He asked between pants.

"Carl."