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Monkian stood in front of the wall-to-wall mirrors, looking over his massively sculpted body. He gazed hard at his reflection from behind his mask, a deep-red face bandana tied to the back of his head that went down to the bridge of his nose. Small tuffs of pure-white fur poked out beneath his mask around his ears. His gorgeous backside was covered by a thick fur pelt, as were the front of his calves, upper arms, and the back of his hands. He flexed his arms, deliciously ripped from years of living in the jungle up and down. With deliberate slowness he brought those same cannons down the sides of his dazzling pectorals, smirking to himself as his fingers flew lazily down his sides, before coming together in the clump of hair that shot out from the top of his bright red trunks and drew them, slowly, up the treasure trail that ran down his abs, all the way up his chest.

Smirking Monkian brought his hands down to the front of his trunks, tracing circles around his prodigious bulge. Bringing his hands back up he locked them behind his head, chuckling deeply as his junk, so tight against his wrestling trunks that they might as well have been a second skin, flopped in the air, making little squishing sounds whenever they struck his abs.

He stopped and took a few steps back, smirking at his reflection, when a small, furry arm shot out and stiffed him right between the legs. Monkian groaned as he hit the ground, clutching his injured package.

"Nyea, Still leaving your valuables unguarded I see."

The scratchy voice of Jackalman reached Monkian's ears. The lanky body of his attacker was covered in fur, from his tips of ears on his head to the claws on his feet. He didn't wear as much as Monkian did, sporting nothing but a small, bright green speedo that did nothing to hide his pride.

"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson monkeyboy," Jackalman sneer, reaching down and grabbing a handful of Monkian's mane. "Let's go."

With a grunt Jackalman hefted a wheezing Monkian up by his mane and threw him into the ring, hopping in after him. He slowly made his way to where Monkian had rolled, savoring the outline his deliciously plump little bubble-but made on his bright red trunks. He watched as Monkian rose to his feet, clamping his fingers around the undersides of his breasts before he could collect himself.

"Uh uh monkey boy."

Monkian yowled as Jackalman tweaked his pecs with his long fingers, his willpower waning in the face of Jackalman's assault. Monkian writhed in erotic agony as Jackalman pushed him into the turnbuckle, pressing him further into it with his furry body. With a loud grunt Jackalman twisted his fingers up, drawing the moaning Monkian up along with them. The simian powerhouse roared against the lock, grasping at the small. Eventually Jackalman lowered his hands, his movements slow and deliberate, grinning up at Monkian when they found their target.

Monkian roared in shock when he felt Jackalman's talons squeeze his man-pouch, jerking it around. Jackalman's other arm had stuck itself across his chest and started to push, forcing Monkian's body upwards even as his other hand were yanking down his hefty man-bits.

After a few moments of dick torture Jackalman released Monkian, who wearily slumps into the ropes. Grabbing one of Monkian's thick arms Jackalman pulls back and sends the simian running across the ring and crashing into the opposing corner. Jackalman runs after him, turning at the last minute and ramming his ass into Monkian's pecs.

Monkian huffed involuntarily as Jackalman's ass-drive stole the breath from his lungs. Jackalman continued pounding him, smashing his ass into Monkian's pecs. Monkian's winded huffs turned to gasps of pleasure when Jackalman lowered his pert little ass from his tender chest and started ramming it into his venerable monkey-sack.

Jackalman smirked to himself when he heard Monkian yowl, anguished with a twinge of lust. Placing his hands on the ropes on either side of the captive Monkian he continued his assault, stabbing the masked monkey's man-sack into his speedo-clad ass-crack with a small, wicked smile. After several more jabs he his hands on his thighs as he bent his knees, pulling back slightly before he rammed his pert little cheeks once more into Monkian's man-pouch and held it there.

Monkian moaned as he felt Jackalman ram his ass into him and jiggle about, grunting through grit teeth as he felt his ass grind his pouch-filling monkey meat . His junk, fresh from their earlier groping, were still rather sensitive, and Jackalman's twerking ass was starting turn him on. He could already feel his twitching, gasping body begin to stir, his lower-lip starting to drool as he felt himself about to blow. Slowly he put his trembling hands on Jackalman's sides and, with a loud roar and burst of will-power, shoved him away.

Jackalman cried out as he was sent flying, collapsing somewhere around mid-ring. Monkian used the time to collect himself, absently rubbing his hands over his sore and sensitive bulge, before clamping his arms overhead and with warrior's shout, throw himself at the recovering mutant.

Jackalman, however, easily dodged the simian's clumsy charge, sidestepping the lumbering brute's overhead smash with ease. When Monkian turned around Jackalman leg shot up, smirking as his bony leg connected just between Monkian's groin.

Monkian's hands flew to his junk as he hobbled about on wobbly legs, groaning and cross-eyed. He didn't see Jackalman throw himself to the ropes, and wasn't generally aware of what was going on until Jackalman legs collided with his backside and sent him sprawling to the canvas.

A crackling Jackalman turned Monkian over, holding the simian's hands above his head while spreading his furry frame across the bigger chest of the ape-man. Locking the hairy brute's legs with his own Jackalman reared back and rammed his speedo-crad crotch into Monkian's man-pouch.

"Like that Monkian," he said, rearing back, "Well there's more where that came from."

Monkian writhed under Jackalman's assault, grunting with every one of the canine's thrusts. Every now and then Jackalman would arch his back, rubbing his furry chest into Monkian's swelling package, never missing an inch. Monkian's breathing started to hitch, Jackalman's erotic assault sapping his strength.

Seeing this Jackalman picked himself up, giving Monkian's crotch one final squeeze before rising to his feet. He stared down the rasping, trembling form of his victim for a long moment, noting with a smile the growing wetness forming on the front of his trunks.

Smile still in place Jackalman hoisted Monkian to his feet, his fingers lingering on his shapely biceps as he helped him stand. He stared long and hard at Monkian, taking in the dopey expression he had on his face, the glazed eyes he held in his mask. Without further ado Jackalman grabbed hold of the goatee on Monkian's face and pulled him in for a kiss.

The kiss caught the exhausted Monkian off-guard. And when Jackalman leaned into the kiss and started swaying his pert little bod Monkian found no strength to resist, and started swaying to the jackal's beat. His hands instinctively started to traverse Jackalman's body, running his fingers gently through his furry pelt. The feel of Jackalman doing the same thing to him set him moaning, his knees rocking from his pent-up lust. He felt Jackalman start to push him backwards, and tried to resist, but Jackalman's skilled kissing had placed him under his sway, and before he knew it he was against the turnbuckle. He opened his eyes when Jackalman pulled out of the kiss, his body taking in deep, heaving breaths of fresh air. He stood there motionless as Jackalman climbed the ropes and, pulling him back by the back of his mask, started to grind his crotch into his face. Monkian moaned into Jackalman's pouch, his eyes closing of their own accord, entranced by the thick canine musk emanating from his sweltering pouch. After a bit more rubbing Jackalman pulled Monkian's face off his pouch, giving the enthralled simian some breathing room. Slowly he slid down Monkian's front, grazing Monkian's drooling mouth with a kiss along the way, giving Monkian's bulging pouch a few teasing presses of his furry chest before falling to the ground. Jackalman continued to toy with Monkian on the ground, crouching down until his face was directly in front of Monkian's breadbasket. Jackalman rubbed his face furiously into the bulge in front of him, inwardly delighting at the sounds Monkian was making. The fingers on Jackalman's hands found their way into the front of Monkian's trunks, tugging at the edges. Jackalman pulled his face back off Monkian's front-side, as his hands begun to pull his trunks down. Monkian's gargantuan monkey cock knocked Jackalman on the tip of his nose, even though Jackalman took care to back away for bit. The pink head of Monkian's bulbous cock wept dollops of pre-cum, spurting a bit more when Jackalman pulled Monkian's hefty ball-sack from his trunks.

"Mighty big weapon you got there Monkian. Let's see how it handles a little action."

Monkian bucked at the hip as he felt Jackalman's mouth on his length. He shivered as Jackalman ran it all over with his tongue, up and down and all around. He spared a look down to find Jackalman looking back at him, his tongue trailing down on of his thick veins. The sudden pulling of his heavy scrotum left Monkian seeing stars. Monkian's thick dick throbbed as Jackalman pulled at his ball-sack, squirting a bit more pre-cum as the jackal's tongue swept the crown.

Jackalman opened his mouth and sucked in as much of Monkian's beastly dick as he could. Above him Monkian started trembling, a prisoner in Jackalman's mouth. Monkian's legs bucked, swaying uncontrollably as Jackalman sucked up and down his cock. Monkian's low-hangers drew closer to his cock, alerting Jackalman to what was to come. Opening his mouth as wide as he could Jackalman went down on the swollen meat-stick in front of him, swallowing Monkian right down to the base before the subjugated simian moaned out his surrender.

Monkian's orgasm rocked the back of Jackalman's throat, threatening to knock him off. His hips bucked as he felt load after load of hot monkey-spunk being sucked from his captivated fuck-rod. Beneath him he felt Jackalman work his furry low-hangers, milking them for all they were worth. Harder and harder he squeezed, each pull drawing out another load of monkey spunk for him to drink. The masked simian cried out like an animal, helpless and horny, as Jackalman worked his man-pole for all it was worth.

As Monkian's orgasm started to taper off Jackalman pulled back a bit, but not before giving his balls a few more squeezes. That last squeeze earned him a shot in the face, which he licked off that damned tongue of his. Jackalman felt something wet on the front of his emerald speedo, and didn't need to look at to know what it was.

"Looks like I had a good time too Monkian," Jackalman said, rising to his feet. He gave his simian foe a deep kiss on the lips, smirking as he felt him moan. "Just for that I've got a special surprise for you. Don't go anywhere." With that Jackalman pulled back and turned away, stepping out of the ring. Kneeling down he reached beneath the ring and pulled out a small box.

Monkian, still reeling from the blowjob, leaned wearily against the ropes while his trunks hung beneath his sagging cock. He'd just enough energy to pull them up and, when he tried to pull out of the corner he found himself slumping against the ropes, his arms flailing over the top rope as he wheezed pathetically into the mirror. He saw Jackalman's reflection and tried to turn and face him; but in his weakened state, however, he wasn't very fast, and Jackalman was on him before he'd fully turned. Jackalman promptly spun him around, catching his tender groin on the ropes.

"Didn't I tell you to wait," Jackalman said, wrenching his right arm behind him, "You'll going to have to pay for that."

With a grip on his right arm Jackalman forced Monkian to his feet, and with his other he reached around and pulled the top rope over Monkian's tender groin. When he felt Monkian cry out he knew he'd struck true and gave the rope a few good shakes, smirking at Monkian's ineffective escape attempts. He continued to grind the ropes into Monkian's pouch until he felt Monkian tremble, and promptly throws him to the mat.

"Ah ah ah, Monkian," he cooed, as he watched Monkian's heaving form collapse onto the canvas. "I'm still not through with you."

Jackalman goes over to where Monkian fell and, grabbing a fistful of his hairy backside, pulls him to his feet. Jackalman then makes a run for the ropes and, bouncing off them, drops Monkian with a kick to the back. From his position on the ground Jackalman crawled over to where Monkian was laid out, climbing atop his exquisitely fleshed out backside. Jackalman settled himself into a position where his crotch was nestled between both of Monkian's ass cheeks and started to grind, grunting as he felt himself grow out of his speedo. In his own deep state of arousal, it didn't take him long before he blew; spewing large strains of jackal-jizz all over Monkian's back. Jackalman continued to rub Monkian's ass, a big wet mark forming where his cum had soaked in. Panting heavily he pulled off Monkian, stuffing his leaking cock back into his speedo before reaching down and flipping him over. Jackalman lowered himself onto Monkian's chest, dropping his moist pouch onto Monkian's face.

The potent scent of musk, sweat, and fresh cum served to re-energize Monkian, their heady aroma calling his loins into action. Already he could feel them swelling within his moistened trunks. Monkian breathed deeply of that scent, his mind clouded by Jackalman's musk. He felt Jackalman pull off him by the hair on his chin, helpless to resist. The smaller mutant spun him around and, grabbing a firm hold on his furry backside and plump ass-cheeks, ran full-speed into the corner. He felt Jackalman lean into him, guiding him with the full force of his furry frame. He let out a small cry when his crotch brushed against one of the turnbuckles, shouting out another, longer one when Jackalman started to grind him into it. Monkian cried out in pain as his plump package was ruthlessly ground into the turnbuckle, his legs hobbling around as he tried to displace the pressure. A sense of relief overcame him when Jackalman pulled back, allowing him to step away. But Jackalman's body was directly behind him and in his current state he found himself unable to resist him when Jackalman spun him around and forced him back against the ropes. A cry of surprise melted in Jackalman's mouth, the latter initiating a devastating lip-lock immediately after Monkian's back hit the corner. Once again Monkian felt his resistance fading, his body submitting to the whims of its canine conqueror. Instinctively he leaned in, his body aching for another go, but Jackalman's hand forced him back. That same hand sent down his chest, spinning at the area between his abs, and down his trunks. The other hand had found itself around his head, its dancing fingers driving him wild. They made their way to his front, where they trailed up his cheeks and under his mask. Monkian's feeble attempts at pulling them away came to a complete and total stop when he felt Jackalman's tongue enter his mouth, his eyes closing as he moaned out his submission. Jackalman's tongue waged war within Monkian's mouth, swatting the latter's tongue everywhichwhere. Monkian's labored breaths were often stolen by Jackalman, each breath pulling the hulking brute further into Jackalman's sway.

Once Monkian's trunks were down Jackalman pulled closer, grabbing the monkey pole that was poking out and stroking it. And once it was at full-mast Jackalman pulled it in the thick confines of his furry thighs, straddling Monkian's big pig-sticker. His other hand had the mask almost completely off, save for small bit that rested between Monkian's eyes. Timing his movements he started to gyrate his legs, slowly at first but gradually increasing speed, all the while removing Monkian's mask with deliberate slowness. Monkian's breath hitched as he felt his baby-makers bloat themselves, and it wasn't too long before he gave out.

Monkian's roar as he came, rope after rope of thick monkey spunk spewing out of his subjugated cannon. Jackalman's legs had stopped squirming and were holding his giant man-meat in place while it unloaded its creamy fare onto the canvas. Monkian's body lurched against its captor, struggling to pump it all out. Monkian's breath hitched as his body humped forward a bit, its cummy output slowing to a drizzle before stopping completely. Jackalman released the softening gun between his legs, stepping away from Monkian, who slumped wearily against the ropes, drained in mind and body.

Seeing an opening Jackalman stepped forward, driving Monkian's head into the turnbuckle. He ground his musky pouch into Monkian's face, grinning to himself all the while. He stepped back and pulled his jutting cock out of his speedo. Jackalman grabbed a fistful of the matted mane and threw his cock into the maw of the downed Monkian.

"Suck."

Monkian complied immediately, sucking up and down Jackalman's cock with his ape lips. Grinning at Monkian's expert suction Jackalman grabbed hold of the sides of Monkian's head and started pumping, his ass pinching with each thrust. Over and over again he thrust. Monkian didn't resist him, leaving his mouth open while Jackalman pistoned his gaping maw. He felt Jackalman above him tremble and then shove his cock as deep into his mouth as he could.

Jackalman yowled out his orgasm, pulling Monkian's face forward while forcing his spurting cock further inside. Jackalman's ass jerked forward with each burst, his body secondary to the emptying of his balls. Eventually he felt his orgasm start to die down and pulled out, but not before unloading as much of his doggy dong's baby batter as he could. Jackalman trembled, his furry body spent from such a massive release, grabbing hold of the ropes for strength. He then took his cock in hand and with the other one, pulled Monkian's face, wiped his cock off on his face. Bracing himself he slid down Monkian's front, nestling himself between the latter's perfect chest and his lurching monkey-stick. Grinning to himself Jackalman proceed to give Monkian a good rub-down, slowly drawing his fingers all over his massive chest. His fingers drew lazy circles in the folds of Monkian's magnificent treasure-trail. After he was done playing with him Jackalman pulled off him and dragged him to the middle of the ring, a small cry parting his lips when Jackalman let him go and he fell, face first, to the mat.

"Now don't go anywhere," Jackalman called out, as he left the ring, "I've got a little surprise for you."

Opening the box he'd brought out Jackalman took out what looked like a small ovular tube and remote control. Taking them into his hands Jackalman got back into the ring and made his way over to where Monkian laid. Kneeling behind the downed simian Jackalman brought his head down to Monkian's magnificent rump, and proceeded to give him a rimjob to end all rimjobs.

Monkian let out a long, winded moan as Jackalman went to work on his ass. His languishing body instinctively rose to meet Jackalman's mouth. Monkian's eyes crossed in his head when he felt Jackalman's pointed tongue pierce his ring, his bubbly cheeks bulging as he felt Jackalman's tongue coat his innards. Jackalman's darted his pointed tongue in and out of Monkian's hole, the sensations making his body shiver with lust. Monkian felt Jackalman pull out and put his fingers in, his dick lurching as they found his prostate.

When he was done Jackalman pulled Monkian's trunks back up, after which he got up and made his way into one of the corners, where he played a bit with his own mounting package.

"Ready for your present Monkian?"

Monkian's eyes went white as he felt something buzzing around his prostate, breathing huskily as the tingling increased. His body twisted and turned on the canvas, lost to the overwhelming sensations of whatever it was that Jackalman had put inside his ass. And whenever Monkian tried to get up, the vibrating thing nestled beside his tender prostate sped up, driving his writhing body back collapsing onto the mat.

Jackalman watched Monkian's body squirming on the mat. With a smile he increased the vibrator's speed whenever it looked like Monkian would overcome it, smirking wider as he saw Monkian's body collapse again to the mat. He kept up this torture for a while, stopping only when the drool had begun to pool around the sides of Monkian's mouth.

"Come here."

The vibrating thing in his ass had slowed down, granting Monkian a bit of clarity with which he used to comply with Jackalman's command, his dick drooling within his trunks. Slowly he brought himself up, his trembling from still weak from the effects of the still vibrating intruder on his prostate, and made his way over to where Jackalman stood.

"Worship your master."

Jackalman raised his arms over his head as Monkian started touching his body. He'd increased the vibrator's speed to keep Monkian's from regaining his senses, and turned round and round so that he'd get to where he wanted him to. Jackalman's eyes closed in bliss as he felt Monkian muzzle his furry pits, breathing deeply of his musk and sweat. With his free hand he brought Monkian over to his chest, which he commanded him to worship. Monkian obeyed immediately, drawing his tongue all over Jackalman's tight chest. Opening his eyes Jackalman reached down with his hand, grabbing hold of his captive's generous package and squeezing. Monkian's dampened front made it easier for him to grope his leaking rod. After a good bit Monkian started to whimper, his body jerking from lust. Jackalman felt Monkian's rod pulsate within his trunks and pulled his hand to the front, subtly encouraging him to let go.

Monkian moaned out piteously as he felt himself cum in his trunk, his hips jutting weakly as his body worked to let out as much cum as he could. His furry low-hangers held snug against his shaft, pulsing as they worked to expend their milky load. Monkian came with such force that his cum shot through his already heavily-moistened shorts, coating Jackalman's feet with his musky spunk.

Jackalman's hand traveled to Monkian's jerking body, which trembled from his delicate touches. Drawing his hand up Monkian's chest Jackalman gently cupped his chin, and brought him in for a deep kiss. Jackalman smirked as he felt Monkian sink into him, leaning his sagging, heaving frame against his own smaller body. Twirling on heel he swirled Monkian around, leaning his bulky form against the turnbuckle.

Monkian sighed when he felt Jackalman's hand slither into his trunks, gasping when they toyed with his softening phallus. Monkian's form swayed a bit from Jackalman's touch and when Jackalman's hands worked to bring down his trunks he offered no resistance, moaning deeply into Jackalman's mouth as he felt the canine's knee, grazing his beastly fuck-rod.

Jackalman was quick to take off his speedo. Jackalman sighed into Monkian's spellbound maw as he rubbed his jutting cock into Monkian's weeping phallus, inwardly smirking as he felt Monkian moan piteously into his mouth. Leaning forward he braced Monkian's form into the corner, pulling away from the kiss and lowered Monkian to the mat.

Monkian turned his head up at Jackalman, staring through tired eyes at the doggy dong weeping crystal-clear pre-cum onto his chest. Getting himself into position Jackalman started to squat, using the ropes as leverage as he lowered his pucker-hole over Monkian's jutting cock. Monkian shivered when he felt the crown kiss Jackalman's outer-ring, the tingling sensation driving him crazy. Monkian let out a small, surprised yip as he felt his cock pierce Jackalman's defenses.

Jackalman moaned as he felt Monkian's cock go up his ass, stopping when it was halfway in. He could feel every inch of the hairy ape's overly sensitive fuckrod, his soft inner-walls massaging Monkian's every inch. Slowly Jackalman lowered himself, clinching his eyes shut as he took Monkian's fuck-stick all the way down to its base. When he was all the down he threw his legs around Monkian's sides, locking them in place around his furry backside. Opening his eyes he brought his around Monkian's chest, grabbing large fist-fulls of his furry pelt. Looking maliciously at Monkian he slowly turned on the vibrator to its highest setting.

Monkian's cried out as he felt the violating his prostate speed up, his body trembling as he fought to control his surging lusts. Jackalman leaned in, pressing his face into Monkian's chest as he started to ride him, using the leverage to better fuck him with. Monkian moaned out long and piteously, feeling every inch of his bulbous fuck-rod being worked within the tight confines of Jackalman's fuck-hole. Jackalman slowly rocked against him, a sharp and painful contrast to the violent vibrations his prostate was being subjected to. Monkian's breathe hitched as he felt Jackalman speed up, furiously rocking his entire lowerhalf. Monkian cried out through grit teeth as he felt his balls being rubbed against the mat. Not too long later he felt his cock swell within Jackalman and his balls clinch up, his eyelids fluttering as he sunk further into the corner.

Monkian exploded with a muted roar, shooting rivers of hot monkey spunk all over Jackalman's insides. Jackalman moaned as he felt Monkian coat his insides. He continued to fuck him however; massaging Monkian's discharging fuck-cannon with his inner-walls. More and more cum shot up Jackalman's ass as his inner-walls clinched Monkian's cock, so much in fact that the excess had begun pooling out, forming a large puddle just below him. A small, reluctant sounding yowling alerted Monkian to Jackalman's own orgasm. The canine's tight cock shot all over their abs, forming a sticky mess out of Jackalman's fur. Monkian moaned as Jackalman's inner-walls clinched tightly at his cock. Monkian roared as he felt himself being milked of his remaining seed, slumping into the corner as his subjugated cock released the last of its contents deep into Jackalman's gullet.

Jackalman collapsed atop him, feeling as tired and winded. Jackalman flinched as he felt Monkian's softening cock slip out his ass, flopping over his drained balls as rivers of jizz poured of his ruined chute.

"Next time, you get to top."

Jackalman winched when Monkian dropped a hand on his tender rump. Below him Monkian smirked, locking eyes with him and winked, drawing him up closer with his other arm before closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.