Lion boy
Stud of a bull daddy gets a good kitty lion
Finally got some time to write something out of the blue. It's a short story since I've yet to do a simple fuck fuck go go for a while now.
Lion boy
Slorp slorp slorp
"Who's a good kitty cat?"
Smack smack smack
"I am... I am a good kitty cat..."
Slurp slurp slurp
"That's a good boy," I buried my muzzle on to his mane and sniffed him out. The sweat that formed around his body gave out a musk that smelled more than just a sweaty male but raunchy as well. My paws held on to him and roamed around his mid torso as I discovered every contours and valley of muscle that formed this large lion. He was young, he was viral and most of all, he was submissive but not the normal kind; the kind that willingly submits themselves to guys like me.
He leaned his back on to me and I had full access to every part of his body, from head to his intimate areas but what's better was him settled on to my groin. My bull cock was more than prepared for this and earlier on, this lion managed to slip in at least 10 inches of bull meat inside him. Now he straddled himself on to me like a good little kitty. When I said 'guys like me', it meant lions like him craving for studs like me that are at least twice his age. Older men to be precise but I'm not that old to be the 'get off my lawn you crazy kids' kind but more towards those big daddy bull type, muscled in fact.
Been married but wife found out that me being gay wasn't acceptable in her terms. Instead, we had a huge fight that led to her taking the children away and now they are probably halfway around the globe by now. Which left me with the house and everything in it. By damn this is my house. Blood and sweat was poured into this place and there's no way in hell that that bitch is going to get a part of it; which led to me bringing home this lion stud.
Being in your 40's had its own personal perks but that only came in one whole package. It comes when you're a bull stud that spends way too much time working out. It's not like I don't have a job or anything but when you're running your own business, you tend to have a lot of free time.
"Kitty still holding on to daddy?"
"Ah... hah... k-kitty still... h-holding on. Oh big daddy bull, fuck my ass harder. Please, my ass demands for it. Fuck..." The lion arched his back, allowed my paws to roam about and touch every part of him as long as he loves every single second as well.
Kane was his name and that's all I needed to know when I screwed him silly. This isn't the first that he's thrown himself on to me like this and I'm not complaining one bit. When you're touching mid-forties, your choices are rather limited but I was lucky enough to be born with muscle genetics. Kane was a guy that I met at gym and we became friends when he started giving me stares from afar and did a fairly poor job at hiding it. One day, I decided to strip naked in the locker area and made sure he got to see every part of my God given glory. The expression that was carved on his face was priceless and then after, we got into a 'let's explore the big bad bull' game.
Raunchy was putting it mildly because the more we saw each other at the gym, the wilder and bolder we got. We even had one or two public audience watching us rut in the open while they jerked off but that's another story to tell. Kane couldn't get enough of me and he was practically crawling back for more ever since.
"Mr. Bruno, too fast. Please," he pleaded but most of the time, I paid him no heed.
"What did you say?" I held him close and fully buried my bull cock into him. "You don't want any more?"
"No! That's not it. Just... Maybe you could slow down a bit? I'm still sore from last night's squat work out."
Ahh... yes. Quite true. He was squatting weights twice his bulk and I rewarded him handsomely with a whole night romp filled with bull seed. I would have been genuinely surprised if he wasn't feeling it but I liked it rough and that didn't stop me from doing the same now. For all I know, I own this boy right from the tip of his hair to the edge of his toes. In fact, he even suggested me to be his step-father. Oh, the nerve of the kid. Of course, I couldn't agree right then and there but I did vaguely remember how well my meat sloshed inside him.
Both of my paws pinched against his hardened nipples and I had to bury my muzzle into his sweaty mane. The result was immediate and didn't disappoint. Kane moaned and struggled at such ministration but I was far stronger than he was. He couldn't go anywhere even if he wanted to and I was there to tend to his every need. His broad chest was wide enough for me to grope about and I lusted for such a man to drop on to my lap for quite a while now. If any Gods or deity was hearing me now, I do appreciate it.
The lion's cock was throbbing in need and pre kept splashing about. I could see a few clear strings of it along his middle torso but most missed the spot and made a mess around the bed sheets. His orgasm was about to come and I did wanted him to unload. One thing is for certain, lions like him are quite the tenacious bunch. Oh yeah, he definitely is one. He could cum four to five times continuously with the same moderate amount and that's what made him so special. I grabbed hold on to his large tiger shaft and started stroking slowly, letting him get used to my paw and the feeling of having a bull cock embedded deep inside his warm cavern.
"Daddy Bruno! I'm close!" His voice was shaking from such intensity and I couldn't blame him for that because I wasn't going to stop any time soon. My calloused paws were the only thing that matters and the poor lion didn't even made an effort to stop me. Instead, his deep and manly voice elicits a wondrous roar that brought music to my ears.
Within seconds, ropes after ropes of white splattered all over my paw and his upper torso. The jets were strong enough to reach up till his chest while the rest pooled all over the base. The tip throbbed and his body shuddered from such a powerful orgasm but to me, we just got started.
My milky paw wiped itself on to Kane's panting muzzle and he licked it off obediently. Knowing the big feline, he liked the taste and smell of freshly squirt cum. One of these days, the boy needs to be in the middle of a circle jerk, just so he could experience being the middle guy in the circle while other men poured cum all over him in a good old fashion bukkake. Mmm... He would be cumming just from the memories of that night. Perhaps a good birthday present in the near future.
With a single snap, Kane was down on all fours but this time, with his chest all the way down on to the bed. His rump was raised high and tail moved to the side without even needing to tell him so. He knew what was to come and I didn't blame him for that. My cock continued to stay hard but now, with a fresh coat of lube. I want him to moan for me as I pumped every single inch of my manhood deep inside and the only name he would cry out was mine.
If this continues on, perhaps I might take up his offer to be his more than loving step dad. Fuck, his dad was a wimp and Kane was at least mature enough to build up a better figure than him. Thin and scrawny was the best adjective to describe his old man. What his mum saw in him was mind boggling but then again, without them, I wouldn't have a cock hungry lion obeying my every whim.
I grinned maliciously as our eyes met. "Been playing with yourself lately?"
The submissive lion nodded and gripped on to the bed sheets. "Yeah but yours is always bigger and better."
"Compliments will get you anywhere and our next destination is in between here." My cock tip prodded at his entrance and without further ado, pushed the head right in. It opened up without a fight and a nice warm feeling enveloped my shaft immediately. Oh yeah... That's what I'm talking about. Not many had this kind of sick looking rump and I'm glad it was mine to use as I pleased. Even after spreading that hole several times before, it tightens back up like a spring coiling back. I'm not even sure if he's got some kind of weird ass control power but I'm more than happy with how he's taking care of it.
Kane moaned softly and I knew he was enjoying every second of it by the sound of his whines. His breathing got heavier and inhaled sharply every time I plunged right in. Never once did he complained about how rough I went and that's what I love about my boy; he takes it like how a big man should and I'm proud of him. My cock twitched deep inside him and with the copious amount of pre and lube that was all over my shaft, keeping this lion intact was easy. I smacked his taint and he loves it. Mmm... one of these days, I would have to spank this ass more. Perhaps even tie him up.
I rubbed against his muscled rump and watched it jingle. That got me riled up and I couldn't take it anymore. My thrust got quicker and I could hear my hefty balls slapped against his. Fuck this is amazing! My ex bitch of a wife can fuck some other men cause that guy doesn't know what he's missing. I should have bat for the other team earlier before tying the knot because a stud like this is what I want and willing to take it all. As I went in deeper and rougher, the poor feline didn't do much but cried out in ecstasy.
I watched gleefully at the signs that he was coming for the second time. His claws dug into the sheets, tail hole clenched in like a vice and I could feel him throb underneath and without a moment too soon, I held on to him. The lion yelped and begged to be released. "Sir! Daddy! Please!"
He'll get it alright because I'm not much of a sadist to give him blue balls but a mere push to a wonderful orgasm. My paws pumped on to his length and his desperate pleas were heightened to the point where he couldn't hold it on any longer. Strands of cum covered all over the bed sheets and the sweet smelling scent of lion musk continued to assault my senses. Even through his second release, Kane was cumming like cannon with unlimited ammo. In fact, I was thoroughly surprised that he could go on that long. I caught him as he flopped on to the bed, breathless. The lion purred and smiled away and I watched it all from above but we weren't done yet! No, far from done!
"Hope you're not exhausted cause you ain't seen anything yet."
Kane's eyes popped open like dinner plates and tried to endure the forth coming pounding. I growled menacingly and started moving my hips with abandonment. All sight and senses lost but fixated on only one true mission: to pound the lion silly. My large cock was far from done and it slides into those cute buns like a heated knife. Kitty kat is gonna get a good fucking load tonight!"
"Mr. B!"
"Louder!" I grunted loudly.
"Daddy... Bull..." He moaned like never before and might I say, the neighbours are sure to hear all of this. "Breed your kitty! I have been a good kitty!"
"That's what I like to hear!"
The hour has come and my muscled lion took it all like a champ. I could feel the spurts leaving my balls and travelled all the way to my shaft as it filled its vessel. Even at this age, I was fortunately virile enough to satisfy this lion and loved every single shot that was delivered to him. His moans were lowered within minutes. I was sweating like a farm bull right out of the paddy field but that didn't bothered me a single bit.
Alas, my legs were too exhausted to even stand and I crashed on to him. Kane grunted from the impact but he cared not one but because he felt closer to me this way. I nuzzled on to his partly sweaty mane and nibbled on his ears. He loved it.
"So, how was it?" I queried.
"Do you have to ask every time we fuck around?" Kane raised an eyebrow.
"Sure do. All the best for my little kitty," I chuckled.
"I'm not little, dammit!" He snarled but stopped for a second and blushed away. "You're my daddy bull."
I was elated at those words and gave his ass a playful hump from my still lodged cock. "That's my lion boy."