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Welcome to more adventures of Jimmy aka the lol lion - heheh, what a fun nickname for the guy, apparently first started by Hammerfist , if my memory doesn't serve me wrong - but whatever we call him, he's a curious character indeed! Here's another story about him, and this time we're back to exploring his career...and an interesting episode there!

Looking forward to hearing your commends!

Damn, I just learned that I'd crossed 100,000 profile views - maaan, so many people looking at me so many times...*the tiger blushes and hides*

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My dear readers, after you got to hear about how I told Kurt about my past career, it's again time to share some experiences from my past. This time we go back in time to 2020, when...well...my boss Max got a grand idea....

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"Okay, Lance, I've got a funny one for you."

My ears jumped as I stood there, slightly ill at ease as I always was in my boss's office, with the oversized polar bear stuffed behind his desk that had the whole wall full of naked boys behind it, to constitute his catalogue of performers. Hearing those words come from Max's muzzle always meant that this was going to be something not exactly run-of-the-mill porn he had envisioned in his private personal dirty mind, or possibly in co-production with his naughty cameraman slash editor, Jock.

"Yeah?" I asked, paws stuffed into my pockets and standing there with my shoulders slouched.

"Well, Lance, you were at the launch party of our World of Men collection last May, weren't you?" the polar bear's beady eyes gazed upon my golden, toned form while he stated the somewhat rhetorical question.

"Sure, lol," I replied. "Had lots of fun."

Hooh boy, the amount of ass you saw swinging on the dance floor...

"Well, that is the point, of course," Max the polar bear replied. "We make fun, and furs enjoy having fun with our products."

Funny enough, that didn't always mean that you had fun producing that fun for them to watch, when it came to actually performing in the videos. I'd become a bit more wary after my turn with Craig June on "Motel Piss Fest", which featured me getting hosed by a cussing rat in a dingy motel shower. I thought it took me a week to get the scent off my furs, lol.

"Yeah," I mumbled, wondering where this was going.

"Well, since the success of "The Lion Fucks Tonight Vol I " and "Vol II" and "1001 Arabian Gay Nights", we've had so many requests on our...exotic range, that we really must expand our production base," Max continued. "And that's why we have decided to launch another series in the World of Men collection, that is, the Rising Sun collection."

He looked at me expectantly, and after I just blinked, he let out a grunt.

"Japan, Lance, Japan!" the bear declared. "The land of the rising sun! The land of the rising profits, too, I hope."

I frowned a bit. That didn't sound so good. I'd seen so much Japanese porn floating around the internet, it didn't seem like much of a profitable venue to try to make it into such a saturated market. Guess you could never run out of porn, but still...I wasn't sure where Max was going with this one. Guess I had to listen to him some more and find out what he was planning to say.

"Okay..."

"What's the biggest problem about Japanese porn, Lance?"

Now that was a question I could answer.

"The blur," I replied honestly. "They're not allowed to show the genitals, so they do some sort of a pixel blurring on it, so that it won't be so clear. It's fucking stupid and really ruins it for me."

"Aha!" Max bellowed. "That fucking blur alright. And that's where we are coming in, Lance. We're gonna start making our own porn with Japanese performers, right here in L.A, and we're going to sell it to the perverts all over the US and the world who want to see Japanese furs get it on without any stupid blurring effects."

"Uhmm...cool," I commented, still a bit unsure what my role in all this was.

"We're starting next week," Max said, "Jock and I have already made all the arrangements. We've contacted some interested parties in Japan and we have managed to borrow three top notch performers from a major Japanese adult film studio who are prepared to stay here for at least three months to work with us, and I've also arranged for a place to stay for them, and all the work permit shit and all that...so what we also need now, is to...well...properly introduce our new stars to our fans."

"Uh huh?" I was starting to get a small idea on where this was going.

"And that is why we are planning to first shoot a series of scenes showing our newcomers together with our established stars, to show how great friends you already are, and how you're going to be having so much fun working together, and then of course you'll fuck so that the viewers can get a good look at what these new guys can do, and once we've got it all done, we can go for the grand launch of the Rising Sun collection, and once that's all over the internet, we can keep shooting new scenes, with the new performers or together with our own."

"Okay," I said. "So you've got some work for me, then?"

"We sure do, Lance!" the polar bear rumbled. "Jock and I thought it'd be fun to introduce our new stars as kind of international friends to our established stars, so we're gonna pair each of them up with one of our regulars, and then maybe do some online features about how you're helping these guys settling in and having fun and then maybe doing some shooting together."

I frowned, kinda lazily, as I heard what my boss had to say.

"You want us to babysit them?" I asked bluntly.

Max waved one of his oversized fluffy black and white paws and harrumphed.

"They're grown men, it's not like they need...babysitting," he grunted, "oh Lance, Lance, come ooon, think of this as an opportunity to meet new friends, and new work opportunities!"

"Well, uh...."

"They're arriving to LA on Thursday," the polar bear replied.

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So, on Thursday, me, Damian, a stallion regular on our studio, and Doug Randy, a black panther who did a lot of work for us and was up and coming as a performer for us, the three of us were standing at the arrivals terminal at the airport, along with Boo-Boo, Max's secretary, a camp coyote who was wearing some outrageously big sunglasses and holding up a cardboard sign that read "NEW BLUE PAWS BOYS - KATASHI - KENTA - AKIO".

"I can't believe we're doing this," Damian harrumphed and kicked the floor with his hoof, looking pretty damn hot in his skintight shirt and slacks, which he kinda wore as a necessity, because damn, he did prove the old saying about being hung like a horse, "I'm missing gym."

"I'm sure you can go with your new protégé," Doug grinned, his long, black tail twirling in the air behind him, "weren't they telling that you're getting that bear...what's the name..."

Damn he was flexible...lol.

"Kent, or something," the horse nickered.

"Kenta, dude," I told him as I pointed the name out on the sign the gum-chewing coyote held rather limply while playing around with his FaBphone.

Damian glanced at the sign and chortled.

"Whatever."

"He could be cute," Doug flashed one of his irresistible hunky smiles at the stallion, "a real hottie...a real samurai..."

"I wonder if they're gonna wear swimming goggles," I said.

Both of my fellow porny furs flicked their ears curiously.

"Whut?" Damian grunted.

I shrugged.

"Most of the stuff I've seen, for some reason everyone's wearing swimming goggles," I said.

"That's so weird," Doug said, "but true."

"So you guys watch that shit?" Damian nickered.

"I have, sometimes," I said.

"Sure," Doug chuckled, "some of the stuff is really kinky, too."

Damian's ears perked a little. He didn't seem to mind the fact that we were standing in a rather public place, talking porn. His arms bulged when he folded them over his chest, sexy as fuck.

"Like how kinky?"

"Well, like...torturing a guy's dick with a huge vibrator...bondage...wax..."

"Nothing special about that," the cocky stallion declared, "we do all that, too."

"They just seem to make it look even kinkier, somehow," Doug rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "can't really explain it but..."

"Heeeey booooois!"

Oh damn, that was Boo-Boo, shuffling over to us on his loose footpaws, clutching that phone still.

"Yeah?" Damian's head snapped in the coyote's direction.

"It says on my airport app that the Tokyo flight's luggage just arrived to the luggage hall, so I think they're gonna be here soooooon," the coyote slurred, his muzzle barely visible under those sunglasses.

"Oh, my," Damian harrumphed.

I scratched my chest and did some last minute wondering about what my...hmm...protégé would be like in the flesh. I'd only gotten very little information yet...that he was called Akio, that he was some kind of a primate, and that he'd done a lot of films for one of the Japanese porn studios. That didn't really go very far as far as getting to know someone went...I hadn't even really seen his porn! Lol...

The doors from the luggage hall began to open soon enough, admitting furs from the flight, or so I thought. You couldn't really tell that easily...lol, I mean, we're all furs, they don't look that different...though the constant muttering in what must've Japanese was a big giveaway, lol, and having lots of luggage, and some outrageous shirts and other clothes...hell, some fox that walked past had dyed all her furs purple with yellow stars on it, and was wearing a lace skirt...I hoped that was a she, lol...

"Wonder where they are..." Doug mused nearby.

"...yeeeeah, Maaax, darling we aaaare at the airpooooort..." Boo-Boo spoke to his phone, the sign almost upside down now.

"This is bullshit," Damian grunted.

Probably half a load of a jumbojet passed before, finally, I noticed that there was a tall kind of a of a fox with a bag on wheels gesturing wildly to a black bear...who then turned around and said something to some red-faced, grey-furred fellow...and then they all pointed towards us...and probably the sign...

"I think that's them" I said, nudging Doug.

"You think?" he flicked his ears curiously, peering at the direction where I was pointing.

"Yeees, Maaax..."

"Yeah, dude," I said, watching the quickly speaking trio.

"Hey, Damian, our friends have arrived!" Doug purred as he elbowed the brooding stallion,

"Whut?" he rotated dangerously.

"I think it's them," Doug joined me in pointing at the threesome that was now crossing the space toward us in our vantage point.

The big stallion blinked dumbly and harrumphed.

"Ohhh...those guys?"

"Uhmmm...Boo-Boo?" Doug tugged on the coyote's sleeve.

_"Darling..._WHUT?" the coyote's glasses almost fell off his muzzle.

"It's them," Doug rumbled to the bewildered creature.

Boo-Boo gave a quick look before he lifted his phone up again.

"Talk to you soon darling, they're here," he said before stuffing his phone away and raising his sign high. "Oh boooooys!!"

My ears flattened briefly as I listened to that going on for a bit, with lots of waving, and then the three guests were through the gates, each carrying at least two bags with then, as well as backpack on the bear and the primate, and then...

"Helloooo, Konnicheeewaaa!" Boo-Boo rushed forward with his paw extended, almost smacking Damian with the sign on his head.

The three furs murmured something to each other before the fox stepped forward and took the paw.

"Hellooo," the fox replied, and I just thought...lol, as they shook paw, "I am Katashi. You are Blue Paws, yes?"

"Call me Boo-Boo," the coyote gasped dramatically, "Welcome to the United States of America!"

More nodding and murmurings ensued, while me, Doug and Damian crept by the coyote so that Boo-Boo could get on with the introductions, like we had agreed on before.

"We'll be ready to leave to your new home soon, but first, I'd like you to meet your new frieeends," the coyote recited, "here are the stars of Blue Paws...Damian...Doug aaaand Jimmy!"

The three of us rumbled hellos and waved paws, and then the bear stepped forward and initiated a round of pawshaking the others mimicked, so for a while we were a flurry of paws and murmured hello's and hi's. Somehow we even managed to learn each other's names, I thought...the bear, Kenta, the fox, Katashi, and Akio, the primate, whom I thought was probably a macaque, but I...I wasn't really good at anthobiology at school, lol. That red face and the grey, long furs were kinda suggestive, but I wasn't sure.

It took us a few minutes to navigate our new bunch of seven to the parking tower and then pile into the Blue Paws minibus which was driven by Boo-Boo, of all furs, and he'd made sure that we were all sitting next to our "charges"...sharing seats except for Damian and Kenta, who were simply too big to fit on two adjacent seats, so they each stole one pair of seats for their large asses. I got seated next to Akio, who say by the window.

It was really quiet in the bus except for Boo-Boo's monologue about how it was nice to have our guests around, and whether we should stop at McDonalds' for some sushi.

"...and that nice organic wasabi, yuuuuuuuuuuuuum..."

Lol...

Well, I thought, I guess I should try to make at least some kind of an effort...

"So, I'm Lance," I said, "you're Akio, right?"

"Yes," the primate replied in a kind of soft voice, "Me, Akio. Hellooo!"

Oh God...he was mimicking the way Boo-Boo had said it before! Eeeeh...

"Hi," I rumbled, "How was your flight?"

He smiled broadly.

"Flight, good! Showed movies! American action!"

Riiight...

"Heh, cool," I said, "you like movies."

"Really!" he said.

What...

"Me too," I said, trying to grab a hold of anything that could be counted as a shared interest, I thought. "Are you tired from the trip?"

"Tired?"

"Sleepy?" I asked.

"Aahh sleep...sleep no...no...this..."

He put his paw into his pocket and pulled out a small white bottle with lots of Japanese writing on it, and he mimed pressing on it, and made a hissing sound.

"Hiss hiss," he said, "use..."

He made sniffing sounds again.

"Help...jet lag...jet lag?"

"Yeah, I know what you mean," I nodded.

"Cool!" he declared.

We were stuck on the motorway soon enough, and that meant that I really had to dig deep.

"So...you make films, yes?" I asked.

"Yes, yes!" he said. "Hot film!"

Hmmm....

"Yes, heh," I rumbled, my tail tucking under the seat, "that's what I do as well."

"Hot films!"

Hadn't they send out Japanese porn stars who knew English? You didn't really need all that much to work in the industry, I suppose, but still...did they think about surviving here? I wasn't even sure if this Akio guy understood everything I was saying to him now.

"Yes, I said, "adults only, heheh."

"Heheh!" he giggled.

"Are you gay?" I asked....well, you know...with our luck, they'd sent guys here to do straight porn...for a gay studio.

Akio nodded rapidly.

"Love hot ass!" he said.

I guess that was a yes.

"Heh, cool!" I said.

"Cool!" he repeated.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Mother and father no like," he said, "Take girl home, they happy! Take boy to bed, me happy! Heheh!"

Wow...my eyes kinda widened as he described his nasty down low ways.

"Do they know you do porn?"

"Student!" he said. "Hot films, job! Good money!"

Guess that was a no...

"Oh...what do you study?" I asked.

"French literature," he said.

Oh my God.

"Wow..."

"You study?"

"I'm kinda just doing this for now." I said, "maybe later, I haven't really thought about it yet."

The dude flicked out a hand, a real hand, grey, leathery skin that closed around my arm.

"You beautiful lion!" the primate declared. "Me like!"

He rubbed his strange, if warm hand up and down my arm and kept smiling brightly.

"Thanks, dude," I said.

"McDonaaaalds everyooooone! Suuuushiiiiii!"

Damn...where was the ejector seat, lol?

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