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Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ralph leaned back, maw gaping with his tongue flopping out, both paws spread out behind him for support. In between his thighs were a pair of massive ears, belonging to the fennec that was currently sucking him off. They twitched about, listening to all the little moans and groans Ralph was currently letting out. The lion's thighs twitched and bounced as that long, quick tongue danced over the head of his cock. The fox's little paws were busy at work, one of them working and teasing his large, leonine balls while the other manipulated the base of his sheath. Finally, Ralph started to feel his imminent climax, as did the fennec, the balls in his paws retracting slightly.

"Ah! Jake, I-I-"

WHAP!

Ralph cringed in horrified disbelief, thighs snapping around his lover as the fox sent a sturdy slap into his jewels. Jake grinned up into the lion's wide, golden eyes before they clenched shut, the big cat leaning forward over him as he doubled up around the ache in his gut. The fox's own sheath filled, the sight of the big feline aching over his groin turning him on far more than the blow job did.

"Goddammit, fox, I told you none of that tonight! I don't wanna be running on the treadmill like this..."

That last sentence came out as a lilting whine and Jake's big ears twitched back a bit as he felt a slight twinge of guilt. It was Thursday night and Ralph always went out on Friday for his weekly workouts. Ever since he had developed the slight belly he'd become obsessed over his physical appearance. Not that Jake cared, in fact he really thought the extra weight complimented the musculature in the lion's chest and arms. He felt his sheath fill again and he continued with a paw job instead, putting a paw against the lion's soft belly to lean him back again.

"Sorry, but we've only been going at this for like, ten minutes. Don't you think you could last a bit longer?"

Ralph hurfed through his nostrils, leaning back again with some obvious effort, his length diminished a good deal by the pain.

"Yeah, whatever. Just know that I won't be going so easy on your rear tomorrow."

Jake smirked, pumping the lion's sheath to get him going again. It took a few minutes, but soon he had erected Ralph back to his original state, the lion seemingly having forgotten the earlier abuse as he turned his chin up again, his mane flowing back from his noble face.

"You know..." Ralph says between grunts, eyes still closed and chest heaving, "you rarely ever last more than five minutes, why the hell would you-"

THWAP!

"JESUS FUCK!"

This time Ralph put one of his huge feet against Jake's shoulder and pushed hard, sending the smaller fox onto his back, paws spread out and eyes wide, though with an obvious smirk.

Ralph curled up, muzzle gaping as he gasped painfully, leaning forward with both paws around his sack. This slap had been a bit harder than the last, and on top of the previous one it was all much worse. His stubby ears were laid back flat in the mess of his mane and the muscles in his shoulders were bunched up from all of the tensing. Managing to open his eyes he looked down at his lover, then drew his lips back in a snarl.

"Why the fuck can't you learn to just WAIT!"

With that last word the lion tries to stomp a foot down into the fox's own groin, but the faster fennec sees it coming from a mile away and turns his hips to the side, the lion's foot only thumping into the outside of his thigh instead. The fox counters with another kick, aimed at the lion's fuzzy pouch again...but it lands too high, instead slamming into the lion's still erect dick and pushing it into his stomach. Grunting, Ralph doubles over, then reaches down, grabbing the fox by his leg and lifting him up from the ground. Jake yelps and struggles, paws clawing at the carpet as he felt himself suddenly become very vulnerable. Ralph was definitely a good deal stronger than he, so often times he had to rely on his quickness to outwit the big lion. Letting out little snarls, the fox managed to kick out of Ralph's grasp and roll away, panting.

Ralph doesn't relent, instead chasing the fox down, and grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, lifting him off the ground again. This time, Jake is ready and launches his elbow back right into Ralph's thick stomach, landing if with a dull_wump_. Another reason for Ralph to work out, the fox wasn't averse to hitting him there either.

"Hmmmmmfh!"

The wind is knocked soundly out of the lion and he bends over the fox slightly, paws leaving the scruff to grab at his middle. Seeing his chance, the fox lifts one foot from the ground, kicking his heel into the lion's now-vulnerable, hanging sack.

It connects with an almost inaudible brushing of fur as the heel only manages to clip the lower hanging right nut. Ralph still hisses in surprise and crumples to the ground, eyes bulging from the lack of air and incredible groin pain that was threatening to overwhelm him.

Jake lets out an excited giggle, turning to face his crumpled up boyfriend. He was filled with that incredible, giddy excitement he had first felt when playing nut tag with his friends in junior high school, and when he had first found another guy who was into it like he was. That's when he realized that he had just left himself open to that other guy. Ralph's golden eyes had managed to uncross themselves and were suddenly zeroed in like lasers on his plump, beige package. Before the fox could so much as yip, the lion had launched his massive arm out from his groin to sweep into a wide arc that started from the carpet and ended up in Jake's nuts, the large forearm completely lifting the fox a good two feet from the ground like he was made of Styrofoam.

Levitating in the air, Jake's black eyes immediately bulge out, cheeks puffed up as his diaphragm freezes. He could feel his rubbery nads shift and slip about the lion's flexing muscles. His prominent erection recedes slowly, just as Ralph begins to set him back down. With a sobbing gasp, Jake starts breathing again and he immediately falls backwards to lay on his back, eyes staring up at the ceiling while he covers his jewels with both paws.

Ralph's smile slowly disappears. He had never hit Jake quite that hard before. Ear's twitching, the lion gets to his feet and quickly walks over to the fox. He reaches down with a paw, steadying the fox by his shoulder to keep him from rolling back and forth.

"Shit, Jake...you alright?"

Jake looks up at the lion, the fur around his eyes wet as he opened his muzzle to speak...but only a strangled squeak came forth.

Ralph's ears pin back fully, tail drooping, reaching down to hold the fox's head.

"Jake, I'm so sorry! I keep forgetting-"

What followed was the deepest thump the lion had ever felt, the vibrations shaking through his entire body, emanating from his groin. The fox had kicked up as hard as he could, square into the lion's hanging balls. Ralph had been in the middle of starting to kneel, knees bending to straddle the fox, but that was immediately brought to a halt as Jake's padded foot smacked deep into his crotch, nearly disappearing between the lion's furry thighs. Although Jake wasn't near strong enough to actually lift the big cat, he did manage to force the lion to straighten his knees and go to his toes. Ralph leaned forward, eyes immediately bulging and the gold irises crossing as his muzzle tipped all the way forward to bump noses with Jake. The fluffy mane puffed out to its puffiest, framing the lion's stunned mug. Jake notices the tufted tail writhing about over the lion's head and grins, giving his toes a wiggle.

"Oooh...oooaahh..."

Ralph gasps and groans and Jake decides it's time to let the lion down. Slowly, he retracts his leg and Ralph comes down with it until he finally comes to rest atop the fox, his balls slumping out from their crunched position as the foot was fully removed.

They both lay there, unmoving besides the heavy breathing, more difficult for Jake as he was being crushed by the larger lion. He feels Ralph heave and blanches, "You gonna hurl?"

Ralph swallows before replying, "N-no, I...I think I'm good."

Jake smirks and starts petting down the lion's mane, "guess you won't be working out tomorrow, huh?"

The fox feels a rumble in his chest and belly as the lion growls in response. The feline shifts himself until he gets an elbow out to prop himself up over the fox, one of his paws still cupping his throbbing gonads. He glares down at him, "Yeah, I'll be too busy teaching a certain fox a lesson in being fucking patient."

Jake tries to look innocent, ears back and large, almond eyes wide. "Hey, YOU were the one that started it. Telling me I'm too fast in be-"

The rest of his sentence is smothered as Ralph leans down to give the fox a long, deep kiss...and a quick grope that sets the fox squirming again.