The Theater
The Blackwell Theater was a well-known venue. Located a couple of floors underground, it specialized in offering its audiences homoerotic dancing and live sex shows. These shows often involved relatively extreme fetishes, and tonight's headliner would be engaging in at least one of them.
Malek Ganem, the headliner in question, was a burly middle-aged lion. More specifically, he was 45-years-old, 6 feet tall, and 250 pounds of feline muscle, with a trimmed golden coat and a deep brown mane. Every part of him was large and well-defined: broad shoulders, thick pecs, ripped thighs, and wide calves. Even the muscle gut which hinted at his age failed to conceal his abs. He was viewed as an excellent performer, a natural exhibitionist who loved to dance and fuck for an admiring audience. Finally, aside from indulging in any number of obscene fetishes, he was also notorious for using the stage to pounce on patrons who caught his eye, oftentimes tearing their pants off and fucking them right there. All of this helps to explain why the theater was packed that night, and why the mice straddling Malek's thick thighs were so eager to perform with him.
The big lion had only been introduced to the twins about five minutes ago, when he returned to the dressing room after finishing the dancing portion of tonight's performance. But it came as no surprise to Malek that both of the little twinks were eager enough to get started while they were still backstage. Malek alternated between brothers as he kissed them, first making out with Neil, the brother sitting on his left leg, and then Anthony, the brother on the right. The lion growled as they played with his body, sucking on his nipples, smelling and licking his sweaty pits, even stroking his erect cock through the old and heavily stained sweatpants he had thrown on after leaving stage.
"Mmm, how's that meat feel?" Malek asked, flexing his cock in the twins' grasp.
"It's so big and thick, Mr. Ganem."
"Yeah, and hot."
Returning to Neil's mouth for the fourth time, Malek grumbled as he felt Anthony suck his right nipple, his dick throbbing as it pumped another glob of precum into his pants.
The door to the dressing room opened and a lithe pony stepped through. "Uh...it's time for the l-live show, Mr. Ganem," said the theater manager's timid little assistant.
"Okay, Tim. Thanks for letting us know," Malek responded, noticing that the equine was staring at the massive wet tent in his pants. He was really going to have to remember to fuck that kid sooner or later.
The big lion lifted his two companions up and off of his legs. Standing up, he tossed Neil over his left shoulder and Anthony over the right.
"Comfortable, you two?"
"Definitely," the twins replied.
"I'm glad to hear it," Malek said, carrying them out of the dressing room and down the hall. As they moved towards the stage, the big lion teased the twins' assholes through the fabric of their tight, brightly colored briefs. "Are you looking forward to servicing me?"
"I am," Neil mewled, his 5 inch dick throbbing against Malek's chest.
"Me too," Anthony added, moaning as his own cock leaked precum through his briefs and into the closely cropped fur of the lion's pecs.
"Good."
Malek carried the two up the stairs and onto the stage. Waiting for the show to begin, the lion continued to play with the twins' tailholes while he listened to them kiss behind him. The sound was enough to make his dick twitch, causing the large tent in his pants to shift.
The curtain parted and the audience cheered. The stage was set up simply, with a wide, almost bed-like ottoman in the center and a single chair off to Malek's right, close to the stage's edge. Malek smiled as he stepped towards the chair; the lion was horny as fuck, and it was finally time to get off.
He carried both twins over to the chair before dropping Anthony down onto it, where the mouse would stay for much of the first half of the show. Neil remained on his shoulder, however, until Malek deposited him onto the ottoman. He would return to Neil soon enough, but the lion initially moved away from the mouse and towards the edge of the stage. Kneeling in front of the crowd, Malek flexed his thick arms and roared, his dick throbbing under his sweatpants. Members of the audience clambered to touch the heavily muscled dilf. They ran their hands up his abs, groping his pecs, forearms, and biceps when he deigned to bring them within reach. Malek purred with satisfaction as he was worshipped, the attention paid to his fat cock being especially welcome. The thick log of meat was squeezed and stroked through his sweatpants by anyone and everyone who had the chance to touch it. One enterprising husky even sucked on the lion's cockhead through the fabric of his pants while jacking the rest of his dick with both hands. Malek rewarded him with a particularly strong jet of precum, which shot through his sweatpants and into the dog's mouth, filling it up in one go.
Finally Malek couldn't wait anymore. The musclebound feline stood up and walked back to the ottoman, his rippling back flexing with every step. He picked Neil up and filled the little guy's mouth with his tongue, kissing him roughly before turning around and depositing him on the floor.
"Get to it, kid," Malek grunted, taking hold of the mouse's head and shoving his face into his musky crotch. The lion flexed one arm and dominated his mouse with the other, growling for the crowd as he filled the mouse's lungs with the stench of his cock and balls. Once Neil could move of his own accord, he obeyed his master's instructions. Taking hold of the waistband of the lion's stinking sweatpants, the mouse slowly dragged them down, every inch pulled down revealing more of Malek's long ebony dick. Neil had moved his head down and out of the way of Malek's cock, so the audience could fully appreciate the sight, and the crowd was practically in a frenzy by the time the turgid length was fully revealed. Once the last bit of Malek's pants had been pulled down, fourteen inches of fat black cock sprung upwards and smacked against the lion's muscle gut. The motion flung a glob of precum out into the crowd, the thick wad splattering across some bear's face.
The muscled lion wrapped his left hand around the back of the mouse's head and lined his cock up before shoving it into Neil's mouth. Adding his right hand to the back of Neil's head, Malek let out a low growl as he steadily forced more and more cock into the mouse's maw and down the teenager's throat. The mouse gagged as his esophagus was filled with dick and his feline muscle god's heavy balls pressed against his chin, his nose disappearing into Malek's thick and sweaty bush of brown pubic fur. Saliva and precum soaked his chest as Malek pulled halfway out before going balls deep a second time.
"Fuck yesss," Malek said, moaning as he drooled onto the mouse's head, his cock throbbing in the younger fur's throat.
Anthony jerked his dick as he watched his twin's throat expand and contract with each of Malek's slow thrusts. He couldn't help but envy his twin. He wanted to be dominated like that, he wanted to be the lion's bitch.
Neil gasped for breath when Malek pulled his entire dick out of the rodent's throat a couple of minutes later. Taking whatever time he had to catch his breath, the mouse jerked the big cat's cock from tip to base. The pillar of flesh was slick and shiny under the stage lights, and it pulsed every time Neil's hands slid down to the base. Malek teased his nipples and flexed for the audience as his dick was stroked, moaning and grunting at the sensations coursing through his body. A few minutes later, Malek placed the tip of his cock against Neil's lips and slid it back inside. This time, however, Malek didn't force the mouse to deep throat his length. Neil sucked on the lion's fat cockhead, played with his generous foreskin, and gulped down mouthful after mouthful of precum. The mouse stroked the eight or so inches of hard cock he couldn't fit in his mouth, his small paws running up and down the vein-covered rod.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself," Malek said, turning to Anthony as he took hold of Neil's head. "Care to join in?" Malek asked, his eyes rolling back for a moment as he pushed his cock back into Neil's throat.
"...Sure," Anthony responded. He picked up the bottle of lube that had been placed beside his chair and walked over to join his brother.
Malek kissed the mouse briefly before shoving him down onto his knees. Pulling his cock out of Neil's throat with an audible schlurp, Malek grabbed the back of Anthony's head and roared as he hilted himself in his new worshipper's gullet. The hulking lion's toes curled as the mouse's throat massaged his penis in its attempts to clear the thick intruder. Anthony's own dick, on the other hand, was hard and leaking pre onto the stage. The face fucking continued for over a minute before Malek finally decided to give Anthony a break. Pulling out of the young mouse's esophagus, Malek took hold of his cock and rubbed it across the twins' faces.
"Worship it."
The twins set to work immediately, licking opposite sides of Malek's shaft from base to tip, tracing the veins which covered the length with their tongues. They stroked and sucked with obvious enthusiasm, all the while playing with their lion god's warm, heavy balls.
"You know," Malek said, looking down into Anthony's eyes as the mouse bobbed and sucked sloppily on the first six inches of his dick, "I think I want to watch you fuck your brother's ass."
Anthony took the lion's cock out of his mouth and smiled. "Whatever you want, Mr. Ganem," the mouse responded, giving the lion's piss slit a single lick.
Pouring some lube onto his five inch penis, Anthony stood as Malek lifted Neil onto the ottoman and turned to face the chair by the side of the stage. Neil fell to his hands and knees, facing Malek, so that the trio were perpendicular to their audience. Anthony pulled his twin's soiled briefs off and tossed them off the stage. Rimming his twin briefly, he teased his brother's asshole with the tip of his dick while Malek inserted his own penis back into Neil's mouth, commanding the mouse to suck it. Their audience cheered and the mouse groaned around Malek's cock as he felt his brother's shaft fill his ass a moment later.
"Shit yes. God, I haven't gotten to fuck your ass in forever!" Anthony said, moaning as he thrust into his twin's tight butt.
Malek initially allowed Neil suck his dick without interference, enjoying the show and what the little twink could do with his lips and tongue, but he could feel his orgasm getting closer and it was soon time to take a more active role again. Placing one hand on top of the rodent's head and the other under his jaw, the lion looked into Neil's hazy eyes, smirking rudely as he filled the mouse's throat with cock. The audience's reaction was varied, with some cheering, some whistling, and others muttering something generally along the lines of, "Holy shit," as they all watched the teenager's esophagus expand with every inch of dick forced into it. Malek pulled Anthony into a forceful kiss as they fucked Neil from both ends, the flow of precum drooling from the mouse's mouth growing thicker with every one of Malek's increasingly rapid thrusts. Finally, the lion stood tall, squeezing his nipples and roaring as his balls pulsed against his groin, pumping the first of many jets of thick spunk into Neil's stomach. The lion's cock throbbed in the mouse's throat for upwards of a minute, ultimately feeding the kid over a gallon of spooge before he started to pull out. He was still ejaculating when his schlong left Neil's throat, and although the volume of cum had decreased, it was still enough to fill the teenager's mouth and coat his face. The hulking lion breathed deeply as the mouse swallowed his semen. His slowly softening ebony cock was draped across Neil's head, the dregs of the leonine muscle god's load running down the mouse's neck and pooling on his back.
Anthony thrusts into his brother's ass had slowed to a stop in the wake of Malek's orgasm. Anthony had felt his brother cum shortly after the lion started to fill his twin's belly, and now he could smell the scent of his twin's ejaculate. It was faint, barely noticeable in the face of Malek's much stronger musk, but Anthony could tell it was there. He watched as the feline began to lick his brother's cum-drenched face. The lion's broad tongue lapped up all of the semen he could find, and kept on licking even after no more cum was visible.
"Since you've tasted me, it's only fair that I get to taste you, right?" Malek asked, his stomach growling audibly.
"Mmm, yeah," Neil responded, lost in his afterglow.
Malek opened his maw wide before closing it around the mouse's head. Pinning the teenager's arms to his sides and pulling the mouse's shoulders into his mouth, Malek felt his cock lurch as he swallowed Neil's head. Anthony stepped back and away from the ottoman, jerking himself off as he watched the lion take several hard gulps, pulling his twin's shoulders and upper body into his bulging throat and forcing the rodent's head behind his pecs. The audience cheered as Malek lifted the much smaller fur up from the ottoman, tilting his head back and swallowing Neil's cum-filled belly, hips, thighs, and calves. Moments later, the beefy lion gulped down the teenager's feet, too, and felt them slide into his stomach. Sauntering over to Anthony, Malek took the mouse's head in his hands and belched into his face. The now well-fed lion dragged Anthony down onto the ottoman and let out a satisfied sigh as the lights dimmed, signaling the end of the first part of the show and the beginning of a twenty-minute intermission.
Most of the audience got up from their seats and milled out of the theater and back into the lobby/bar. The few who chose to remain behind were generally too busy to be interrupted. The bear whose face had been coated in Malek's precum, for example, was bent over the back row of seats as a muscular young stallion fucked his ass. Anthony was lying on top of Malek, his head resting on the lion's bloated muscle gut. He listened to the gurgling emanating from the stud's stomach, the sound of his twin being rapidly digested. He stroked the lion's thick pillar of black flesh as he slowly humped Malek's rippling thigh, knowing that his brother's body was being converted into nutrients to feed his leonine muscle god's much larger form.
"Hope you don't mind that I ate your brother," Malek said, burping again.
"No, we knew what we were getting into. We wanted to do whatever we could to please you," Anthony replied.
"Good, because you'll be doing your fair share to please me before this night is over," Malek said, petting the mouse's head.
Anthony smiled before dozing off, lulled to sleep by the sounds of sex and digestion.
The lights rose some fifteen minutes later, and Anthony awoke in Malek's arms. He was being lifted, and then positioned. Placed on his knees, he kneeled atop the ottoman and faced the audience.
"Face down, ass up," Malek said, growling in his ear. The mouse felt the lion's hand press against his back, urging him forward and down onto his forearms.
Kneeling behind the prostrate teenager, the lion gave Anthony's asshole one long, slow lick. Immediately the mouse's half-closed eyes shot wide open, a loud gasp escaping his lips as Malek continued to rim his hole. Malek enjoyed the way his mouse squirmed and mewled as he was rimmed, the twink's condition growing more frantic each time the lion forced his tongue through Anthony's sphincter. There was enough of the meaty organ to fill the entirety of Anthony's rectum, stretching and prepping the tunnel for Malek's cock.
"Ohhh, that's thick," Anthony gasped, drooling onto the furniture as he felt the lion replace his tongue with two and then three fingers.
"Well, you've got a tight little ass here, kid," Malek replied, pushing his fingers all the way in. He chuckled at the way the rodent jumped when he started to tease the teenager's prostate, first with his fingers, and then with his tongue. His mountainous back splayed out as he held Anthony's cheeks apart, the lion rimmed the rodent's asshole until he was too horny to wait another minute. Malek spanked Anthony's ass as he stood, smirking as he pushed his cock between the mouse's cheeks, humping his butt and drooling precum onto the small of his back.
"Ready for this dick, Anthony?"
"Oh yesss, please fuck me, Mr. Ganem!" The mouse squeaked as the crowd egged them on.
Malek needed no further encouragement. Pressing his wide cockhead against the rodent's tailhole, the lion gripped Anthony's hips and snarled as he rolled his hips forward. Muscles flexed and veins popped as inch after inch of cock sank into the mouse's ass. Malek didn't stop until his hips pressed up against the kid's firm ass cheeks, stretched wide by his girthy schlong.
"How do those fourteen inches feel?"
"Shit!" Anthony shouted between breaths, panting as he tried to get used to the feeling of being so completely filled.
"And what do you mean by that?" Malek said, grinding his hips against the mouse's ass.
"I mean you're fucking huge!"
"In what way?" Malek chuckled, flexing his cock inside the rodent's ass and posing in a double-bicep flex. His upper arms were as big as his head, biceps, triceps, and deltoids standing out in stark relief.
"Ohhh, in every wayyyy," Anthony gasped, his eyes half shut and arms shaking as he struggled to hold himself up.
"Mmm, damn right, kid."
Returning his hands to Anthony's hips, Malek started to really fuck the rodent. The first thrusts were slow and deep, but his pace increased steadily, every thrust harder and faster than the one before it. Eventually the middle-aged lion established a rhythm, pulling about nine inches of cock out of Anthony's butt before hilting himself with every thrust, his heavy balls slapping against the teenager's thighs.
"Such a fucking tight little butt," Malek grunted, drooling onto the mouse's ass. His saliva ran down between the teen's glutes, flowing over Anthony's gaping sphincter and the veiny piston stretching it.
Once he had driven the mouse to collapse against the ottoman, Malek crouched over the kid and hooked his arms under Anthony's armpits. Lifting the mouse into the air, the lion held the rodent against his torso and fucked him while standing. Anthony pressed the back of his head against the sweaty slabs of muscle that were Malek's pecs, moaning as the lion rammed his penis up and into him over and over again. Even over the din of the audience and the lion's grunts, Anthony could still make out the sound of whatever was left of his twin being digested in the feline's now slightly less pronounced stomach. The sound made his hard cock twitch, his own precum dripping onto the ottoman as Malek's ran down his flexed quads. The mouse's arousal increased when he realized, as the minutes of rough fucking ticked by, that he could actually feel the lion's gut shrinking. It was very slow, and very small, but it was there, and with it he knew that his brother was now little more than nutrients feeding the gigantic lion's incredible body.
Lifting Anthony off of his cock and turning him around, Malek belched in the mouse's face a second time before kissing him. Anthony whimpered in pleasure when the lion's tongue entered his mouth, not least because Malek's fingers were exploring his rectum as he ground his leaking cock against the lion's belly. Breaking their kiss, Malek lay the rodent down on his side and then crawled down onto the ottoman beside him. Both now facing the audience, half of the lion's broad torso was still visible behind Anthony's wiry frame. Malek lifted the mouse's right leg and moaned as he slowly forced his cock back into Anthony's ass, the mouse's thin abdomen expanding obscenely as he was filled.
Malek fucked the mouse hard after that, the crowd hooting and cheering while they watched the teenager's belly expand and contract with every wet thrust. Taking the mewling rodent's throat in his teeth, it wasn't long before the lion felt his second orgasm of the night coming on. Rolling over on top of the little mouse, the lion slammed his cock into Anthony's ass until he couldn't hold back any longer. Malek hilted himself inside the mouse, his roar filling the theater as he came. His heavy cock and balls throbbed and pulsed as they pumped pint after pint of thick, hot cum deep into Anthony's bowels. The mouse nearly passed out as his intestines expanded to accommodate Malek's creamy ejaculate, his own much smaller orgasm passing almost totally unnoticed.
The lion rode out his orgasm uninterrupted, allowing his balls to fully empty themselves and his cock to finish throbbing while still buried in the mouse. But rather than lay back and enjoy the afterglow, he instead stood and pulled his still hard penis out of Anthony's now gaping asshole. Malek struck several poses for his audience, his dripping length visibly swelling, before walking around the ottoman to stand in front of the mouse he had just fucked.
"Mmm, did you have fun, little guy?" The lion asked, lining his penis up with the rodent's head.
"Yes, that was f-"
Before Anthony could finish answering, Malek thrust his massive cock forward and engulfed the mouse's head in one smooth motion. The rodent's shoulders were quickly dragged inside, and then his chest, and so on. There was no resistance from the exhausted mouse as he was sucked into Malek's gigantic pillar of ebony flesh.
"Feels so fucking good," the lion muttered, placing his hands on the back of his head as he drooled onto himself.
It was all Malek said or could say. The sensations coursing through him as the young mouse was sucked up his urethra and deposited into his increasingly large sack were overwhelming. The big stud was in ecstasy, and it was all he could do to walk towards the audience as the last of Anthony slid into his scrotum. Hanging his legs and massively swollen balls off the edge of the stage, Malek collapsed onto his back with a sigh. Some of the bolder members of the audience approached to massage the lion's scrotum, licking the sweaty, cum-covered balls and listening to the sounds made as Anthony was churned into lion spooge.
Malek closed his eyes as he waited for the mouse to digest, his balls shrinking slightly with each passing minute. The way his audience worshipped his thickly muscled thighs and calves when they weren't playing with his scrotum was very relaxing. It was actually difficult not to fall asleep, but the lion somehow managed it. Once his testes were down to a manageable size, though still larger and much more full of cum than they would have been otherwise, Malek stood and took a bow. Thanking his audience, the lion gave them a couple more poses before leaving the stage.
The lion rubbed his muscle gut while he walked back to his dressing room, letting out a few final burps along the way. Stroking his erect cock as he approached the door, Malek decided that he would need to empty his swollen balls before heading home. A pity he had digested both of the mouse brothers, the lion thought. Oh well. The custodial staff would just have to deal with a toilet overflowing with his cum again. Malek opened the door and smiled when he saw him. Sitting on the dressing room couch and surfing the internet on his phone was none other than Tim, the theater manager's assistant. Looking up from his phone, the pony stared with wide eyes at Malek and his dripping penis as the horny, grinning lion closed the door to the dressing room behind him.