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Hey! Almost two years have gone by without a single story I've published. Sorry about that; writing has just become more of a hobby than a passion of mine. Anyhow, I got into a mood and wrote this up. This is completely self-indulgent and it was written really fast, so it might not be the best (I'm also quite rusty when it comes to writing). Hope you guys enjoy it and don't be shy to leave a comment!

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A heavy beat seemed to make the floor resonate throughout the club. A crowd of furs danced in rhythm to the music, as others simply stalked the walls to find their prey for the night, much like the imposing cat leaning back.

The tiger's own flickering ears enjoyed the music, but tonight wasn't the time to party. He had only one goal in mind: he needed to fuck.

Of course, sex wasn't a rarity for the studly feline: a tall, beefy body with sharp dark eyes and the appropriate leather jacket and jeans made him an easy catch. Tonight, however, he craved the feeling of stuffing his thick cock in a tight ass far more than usual, and his lurid gaze proved it as he scanned the crowd hungrily.

He had just finished talking to a rather attractive wolverine that teased him and almost seemed ready to bounce on the tiger's lap before leaving with a bear that had been staring at him all throughout the night. Feeling quite frustrated, he had resorted to just eyeing the furs before him and hoping to find a nice ass to breed.

The feline noticed that it was starting to get late and he figured he might as well order a drink before leaving. He made his way around the dancing crowd and sat down at the bar, telling the bartender to get him a shot of vodka. As he waited for his drink, he let his eyes wander when he noticed a boar sitting at the other end.

The boar himself was definitely shorter than tiger (even while sitting down) and what caught the feline's attention was his weight. One of the tiger's greatest kinks lay in chubby partners and boy did the boar fill in; literally as his t-shirt seemed to be a few sizes too small and perfectly hugged his round belly. He seemed to be quite shy and uncomfortable as he sat upright, alone, occasionally sipping on a pink coloured drink and absent-mindedly looking around.

The tiger grinned and after receiving his drink, he confidently stood up and sat down right next to his prey with a loud rumble.

"Hey," his rough voice said, nodding towards the pig.

The boar looked him up and blushed before clearing his throat.

"Hi."

"Noticed you were sitting all alone, so I thought I'd come say hi," the tiger said as he swallowed his drink.

"Very thoughtful of you..."

The tiger shrugged.

"I try to be."

They sat in silence and the boar took another sip of his drink.

"Name's Brad, by the way," the tiger said as he shoved his paw towards the boar's for a handshake.

"Connor," the pig shook back.

"Hm..." Brad purred, deep from his chest. "Cute. Just like you." He added a wink for good measure.

Connor blinked and stiffened, looking away as he took another sip from his drink.

Brad continued to stare at the boar while his striped tail carefully rubbed itself along Connor's lower back, causing him to sputter on his drink. Once he felt no resistance, however, he became much more aggressive and had it stroke him faster, even trying to hug around his chubby waist.

After several minutes of playing around with him, Brad leaned over towards him and placed his paw on the boar's thick thigh, rubbing his thumb up and down.

"How about we take this back to my place?" he whispered into Connor's ear, causing the porcine to shiver slightly.

The boar looked back over at him, a little unsure as he tried to make his decision. Brad, on the other hand, waited with tired patience, his jeans already quite tight after all of that teasing.

Connor nodded his approval and the tiger gave a toothy grin before he grabbed his wrist and quickly pulled him along outside of the club. He hailed a taxi, gave the driver the instructions towards his place, and they drove along.

Brad noticed that the boar seemed quite tense and nervous. He placed a paw on his thigh as his tail went back to play with him.

"You okay?" Brad asked genuinely, his paw rubbing up and down his thigh.

"Yeah," Connor stuttered. "Just a little nervous, is all."

The tiger's ears flicked for a moment and he stood up a little straight.

"Wait, you a virgin?"

"No!" the boar exclaimed, blushing deeply as his eyes darted towards the tired driver. "No, it's just that I've never really done anything with a stranger before."

Brad relaxed and went back to stroking Connor's thigh.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to bite," he said as he kissed the boar's neck.

Connor let out a little moan and the tiger grinned, attacking his neck with soft and sloppy kisses that left both of them panting and eager to reach Brad's place.

"In all honesty, I don't mind a bit of biting." Connor breathed.

The tiger purred loudly and gave a little nip at his neck, a little squeal escaping from the boar's snout which made Brad's cock throb with excitement.

Their moment of playtime ended when the cab stopped and the driver announced their arrival. After quickly paying and almost running up the stairs, they found their way into the tiger's quaint apartment.

Barely had he taken off his boots, Brad grabbed the boar and pushed him against the hallway wall with his bulk and stuffed his tongue in Connor's snout. A deep purr came from his chest as his paws felt the boar's round sides and his stomach pressed against his rotund belly. He could hear Connor's moans in the kiss and he felt his paws grabbing at the feline's shoulder blades, sending a throb to Brad's cock.

Hardly wanting to break the kiss, Brad grabbed the boar by his thighs and pulled him up, to which Connor wrapped his legs around his waist, and carefully made his way through the apartment and into his bedroom where he simply toppled over onto the bed with the porcine squirming under him.

Several more minutes passed as Brad and Connor kissed; the tiger's tongue licking quite a few times at the boar's tusks and his paws rubbing his belly in circles, before the feline pulled back and went back to attacking the panting pig's neck.

"You have no idea how riled up chubby guys like you make me." Brad mouthed against his neck as he grabbed the boar's paunch and jiggled it.

Brad could feel Connor squirm under his touch and he snarled loudly before sitting up and quickly pulling off his own shirt. The tiger's patience started to wear thin, and he unbuckled his belt before the boar's widening eyes.

"Get up and start getting undressed," he ordered as he unbuttoned his jeans. "Take off your shirt slowly: I love seeing a cute belly like yours being unveiled like that."

Brad stopped as he allowed Connor to manoeuvre his way from under the feline and watched him strip. The boar laid back and grinned nervously at the big cat before carefully starting to undo his pants first. Brad's lip curled as he realized the pig was deliberately teasing him by keeping the best for last.

Off the pig's pants came to reveal a pair of tight white briefs. If the tiger didn't have a thing for briefs before, he did now as he openly stared at the boar, panting and snarling. Connor then removed his socks before kneeling on the bed and grabbing the hem of shirt. Agonizingly slowly, he lifted it off his body, revealing a nice sized belly that stretched with the pig's arms. Once he removed his shirt, Connor threw it aside and his gut bounced back to normal, topped with grabbable fleshy pecs that drove the tiger wild.

"Fucking hell..." Brad breathed as he quickly shuffled out of his jeans and underwear, to reveal a sizeable hardon.

The tiger noticed Connor's gaze widen at his thick member, and then blush as he looked away.

"You really like my belly, don't you?" he asked, his paws unsure of what to do.

"Fuck yeah I do."

The tiger pounced on to the boar and pinned him down to the bed, his paws going everywhere to feel Connor's belly and his tongue stuffed down his throat. He quickly ended the make-out session and trailed his muzzle down his neck, to his chest, and he stopped at his belly.

"Aw, Jesus Christ..." Brad moaned.

He rubbed his muzzle against the pig's belly, kissing it as he wrapped his arms around his midsection and squeezed it tightly. Doing so caused it to push out even more and the burly tiger snarled all while he worshipped the boar's gut. He grazed his sand-papery tongue across it and stuffed it into his navel much to the feline's delight.

Finally, he gave it one last kiss and pulled his head up, panting.

"Fuck, that is one amazing gut, kid," he said as his paws pulled down on the chubby boar's straining briefs.

He stared for a few moments at Connor's small but thick dick before he pushed his muzzle against it and took in a deep breath. Brad purred at the boar's musk and opened his maw, engulfing Connor's cock in one swallow. The tiger held him down by the stomach as he heard the pig gasp and arch his back. Without waiting, he started to suckle on his member, generously lavishing it as his paws continued to fondle the boar's belly.

Brad lifted his head and kissed the tip of his dick, a raunchy grin on his face.

"You ready to take a pounding?"

Connor nodded vigorously up at him and the feline quickly got off the bed, heading towards his night table and opening the drawer to fetch the condoms and lube. He unceremoniously tore the packet open and rolled the latex over his throbbing dick before the beefy tiger made his way back to the bed and opened the bottle of lube.

"Lay down on your stomach," Brad ordered the boar.

He watched as Connor rolled over and showed him his ass. The tiger rumbled and grabbed one half with a rough paw to pry them apart and let the lube drool on his pucker. He squeezed his chunky ass cheek and tossed the bottle of lube before bringing an impatient finger to the pig's hole and churning it in him.

He grinned widely as he listened to Connor moaning under him, squirming as his finger spread the lube in his tight ass. Satisfied with his work, he removed his finger and climbed on top of the boar: his strong legs straddling his ass and his dick poking Connor's entrance.

Slowly, he bore down his weight into the pig's ass and his dick slipped in, causing the feline to groan and the tubby boar to moan. Brad lowered himself down on to his prey and he stuffed his muzzle into the boar's neck as his cock carefully pushed its way into his innards, before his hips finally met flushed with Connor's own.

"Fuuuuck..." Brad sighed.

"Oh God..." Connor squealed.

The tiger adjusted his hips for a few moments and, without skipping a beat, started his rough pounding into the squirming boar. He growled and snarled as his cock bred into Connor, his tail thrashing wildly and his claws almost barely scratching the moaning pig's sides. He fucked the boar with all his weight, thrusting and pounding him with such ferocity that Brad started to feel light headed.

"Oh my God! Y-Yeah!"

"Oh fuck yeah... Your sweet chubby ass feels way too good, kid."

Brad snaked his arms under the tubby boar's body and held him tightly against his wide chest. His hips flew as he continued his rough and violent barrage into Connor's ass. The thrashing feline started to nip at his catch's neck all while the pig moaned, squealing out his name. The big cat could feel his orgasm building up and he squeezed Connor tighter, breeding the boar under him.

"Gonna fucking cum in you, yeah, gonna fucking cum!"

He was rather taken aback when he felt the pig under him twitch and his asshole clench. A heavy musk permeated the air which drove the tiger over to his own orgasm. With a loud roar, he slammed his hips into the boar's own and came hard, string after string of cum being caught by the condom around his cock.

After a few moments, Brad gave one final weak thrust and fell limp on top of Connor, panting heavily into his ear. They stayed like that for a moment, silent, before the hearty feline cleared his throat.

"How'd you like that?" he asked, licking the boar's neck softly.

"That was fucking amazing..." Connor sighed.

The tiger purred and he kissed the boar's cheek, giving a small thrust into the pig.

"Glad you liked it," Brad rumbled.

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