The Man and His Boy
The Man and his Boy
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"...okay, mom, yes...sure, sure, yeah, of course, hey, Jesus, mom, don't you go on like that, of course it's a good deal...yeah...yeah...okay...alright..."
The Man pressed his ear against the door and listened intently, carefully, at the voice of the tiger speaking beyond the thin partition. He was very quiet himself, breathed shallowly, and let his hearing be as tuned as possible to be able to catch every word. He couldn't quite make the replies, tinny as they were on the phone, but the tiger's voice was more than clear.
"...yeah, yeah, okay, maybe you can come up over, but it's still a mess - no, mom, I'm going to get it all unpacked and yeah, but you gotta give me some time, okay?"
Kids, The Man thought, with a smirk over his striped muzzle.
"...okay, mom, yeah, sure, that's it, I mean...yeah, okay, okay, but I need to go and get some food now, so...say... say... hello to dad, okay? Okay...bye now? Bye!"
Sounds of the phonecall being ended.
*
Alec looked at the phone screen until it flashed dark before he pocketed it again. The green tiger felt a bit annoyed over his mother fussing about him moving into this new place. It was a small apartment adjoining a bigger house he'd seen on the local newspaper, advertising it for someone who was clean and reliable, and at an affordable rate. The tiger could barely believe his luck - he was getting a big living room with a sleeping area, a mini-kitchen and his own bedroom above a two-car garage of some big shot tiger who had a spare room up there, and the price was definitely something he didn't mind. Hell, he'd even been told he could invite friends over and they could hang out at the guy's rec room downstairs if they liked, since the house really was that big and had this cool ass den with a pool table and some nice audio and TV equipment.
Alec looked about room that was still in something of a state of disarray. Most of his stuff was in boxes. He'd taken out some necessities, such as his favorite clothes, a few school books and his crucial gadgets to play around with, but for most part his possessions were under lid and cover. He felt a bit tired after hauling it all in up the stairs that went down by the garage, not that he minded the exercise. He was young man in his pride and liked keeping in shape, but carrying the boxes had been surprisingly strenuous. It was already about seven pm, too, which meant that if he wanted to head out to get some groceries for his still empty fridge, he'd have to head out soon enough.
"Knock, knock", the door said.
The tiger's ears perked. Alec glanced at the door which he knew to lead into a hallway on the top door of the house, which gave access into the main part of the building.
"Uh...come in?"
He wasn't sure whether the door was locked, though it could be set so, from the inside the apartment, a fact he appreciated, since privacy was as important for the green tiger as it was for anyone. It seemed to be open for now, because the handle turned and his landlord appeared on the doorway.
"Oh, hello!" Alec said.
"Good evening," The Man said, "I hope I am not interrupting."
"No, not at all," the green tiger replied, "I was just...looking through some stuff and...stuff..."
He brushed his neck and felt like the Man was looking at him, as if sizing him up again, maybe to make sure that he'd done the right choice in tenants when he'd picked Alec as the new fur to live above his garage. The Man was a tiger of about forty, immaculately dressed in an obviously expensive wine-colored shirt, some black pants, gazing at him through slim metal-framed glasses perched over his muzzle. There was something of an air of confidence around him, which probably explained why he could afford such an expensive house. He wasn't exactly sure what the tiger did for his living, but he must've been some big shot. Alec didn't mind that. Maybe he could get a nice tip or two on how to get further in life once his studies were done.
"It seems so, yes," The Man mused, looking about the room, "no need to hurry with it, you settle in at your own pace, won't you, Alec?"
"Sure, of course...uh...thanks," the tiger replied, feeling a little bit awkward.
The Man seemed to notice that, because he smiled.
"It's your home now, Alec, you should enjoy it," the Man spoke with a small smile, "we did go through all the details about the upkeep and the like, so I'm sure now all you have to worry about is which kind of a couch to choose."
"Heh, yeah..." Alec glanced at a pile of boxes at the center of the room, which seemed like the natural location of a couch, really, "I guess I'll have to look for one at some point. At least I've got a bed now, though."
"That's all you need, isn't it?" The Man rumbled.
"Hah...I guess," Alec said. He was kinda happy that The Man wasn't quite as high strung as he thought he might be at first, upon their initial meeting. Men who looked like that could certainly be like that, full of themselves. This guy seemed quite kind, in his own way.
"And the fridge, of course!" the tiger pointed it out next to the little stove.
"Oh, yeah, that too," Alec replied, "I was actually just thinking of popping out to get some stuff to eat, I don't really have anything there because I left all my stuff with my old roommate."
"Splendid that I caught you just in time then!" The Man announced. "I was actually just coming to tell you that I had some dinner ready and I would be pleased to offer you some, as a way of welcome."
Alec's ears flicked with surprise. This seemed extremely nice of the guy, something he could've never expected.
"That is," the tiger stated, "if some steak would please you, Alec."
"Uh...well..." Alec said, but his maw was already watering, "yeah, sure!"
The Man smiled, briefly.
"Wonderful! Come downstairs when you're ready, the food is done so you join me when you like."
"Uh...alright!"
"Splendid!" the tiger smiled.
*
Alec went downstairs about five minutes later, after changing into a clean, plain black T-shirt, which he hoped would look at least a bit neater than the one he wore before, and then he dared into the rest of the house. He'd seen it before, since they did walk through the downstairs and the upstairs before on their way into the flat that was to let, so he knew the basic layout. The corridor on the top floor was lined with bedrooms and the like, the downstairs was composed of a large kitchen, a large living room, dining area, the rec room that was a true man-cave, some utility space, he was told, because he'd been given the rights to using the washer and the dryer. They hadn't checked that out yet, but Alec was sure it was gleaming clean and ultra-modern as well. Everything else in the house fit that bill.
He followed the trail of scent of tiger and food and ended up into the paneled dining room, with its fancy furniture and with soft cello music swaying about from several speakers spread about the room. Their black bulkiness seemed to be at odds with the otherwise carefully arranged interior.
Alec wondered whether an ex-wife had designed it, or whether the guy had hired someone to do it. He didn't seem to be gay, so he thought someone else had to have done it for the guy. Or maybe he just had some hidden talents besides whatever he had for making all the money that'd bought him the house.
"Ah, there you are, Alec!"
The tiger was sitting on one end of the table that could seat ten furs comfortably. There was another plate set on the other end, which meant that quite some distance remained between them. The food had been served on the plate, he saw, but it seemed to be still hot, judging by how it steamed. Alec felt very hungry, suddenly.
"I took the liberty to pour you some wine, I hope you like red," The Man said.
"Sure," Alec replied. He wasn't that much of a wine drinker, but he could down a glass for politeness' sake. There was a pitcher of water and an empty glass for him, set next to a carefully folded napkin and gleaming utensils. It looked like the setup on some sort of a really fancy restaurant. His T-shirt started to feel even more out of place, but the tiger host didn't seem to mind so much. He looked casual enough even in this environment. Maybe he was just used to it, and projected such a presence as a consequence.
"I hope it's good, I don't have so much time to cook nowadays with my work taking so much of my time, but I do indulge myself sometimes," the Man spoke, as his guest had seated himself. "And there's more in the kitchen if you'd like seconds, but don't feel obliged."
"You're really generous," Alec said.
"Never mind," The Man shook his paw, "just hoping you'll feel welcome here. It's been a while since I let that room out."
"Oh, okay, I'm feeling pretty good about this," Alec smiled.
"That's very nice to hear," The Man said, "but do dig in!"
Alec looked at the plate laid with steak, potatoes, salad, creamy sauce, onions...it was a really good meal, and definitely had taken some time to make, let alone place onto the plate in front of him. It was like something from Top Chef, with a little leaf of parsnip and all.
"Sure, heh," the green-furred tiger smiled.
They ate and they chatted this and that. The food tasted delicious, and Alec felt himself relaxing, especially after a few sips of the wine. His host was gracious, friendly, inquisitive, too, asking about Alec's friends, his family, his part-time job, his studies. They were gentle questions, nothing too prying, and nothing that made him feel like he'd have to try to prove himself or anything. Just nice chit-chat, Alec decided, his cheeks warm from the alcohol.
"Would you like a top-up?" The Man asked, pointing out Alec's empty wine glass.
The tiger felt drunk. He was surprised it'd only taken one glass of wine to do it.
"Uh...I think I'll have some water...yeah..." he took the pitcher and began to pour, but his fingers fumbled and water splashed onto the shiny surface of the wooden table, "shit!"
He yawned and put the pitcher down to the table.
"Damn...sorry...uh...got a towel or something?" Alec slurred a bit He was leaning heavily onto the table. The Man sat calmly on his own end of the table, watching him.
"I'll clean it up, don't you worry."
"Uh...but..."
The green tiger collapsed against the table and then rolled down onto the thickly carpeted floor with a thumb, and began to snore.
"And so it begins," The Man said, and sipped from his glass of wine.
*
Alec's eyes fluttered, and closed almost as soon as he'd first cracked them open. A bright light was aimed at them, and it hurt to look at it. His head felt a bit weird, and his muzzle was very dry. He swallowed and coughed at the raspy sensation, and the light was still coming through his eyelids.
"Uh..."
He tried to shade his eyes with his paw but couldn't move it. He tried his other paw, but that one couldn't move either.
The green tiger realized that he could not move any of his limbs.
"What..."
Suddenly the light went out and he could open his eyes again. He blinked and tried to see, but the room was very dark, and he could only really see vague shapes in front of him. A strange clicking, whirring noise came from somewhere behind him, like a rhythmic pumping. He couldn't place that noise. Otherwise it was quiet, but for his own heartbeat and breathing.
"Hello? H-ello?" he called. "What's going on? Am I...is this a hospital or something?"
What if he'd slipped and fell down the stairs or something and was now in a hospital, immobilized for his own safety? His tired, drowsy mind came up with that idea, and it seemed like something of an explanation. Didn't it smell a bit like a hospital? He sniffled, and could get a whiff of something he couldn't really identify.
"H-hello?"
Suddenly there was a flash of light, and in front of him, a massive screen came on, showing the interior of another room, and most if the field of view was covered by the Man. The Tiger seemed calm, measured, controlled, and was wearing a white lab coat. He stared directly a the camera, through his glasses, and seemed very composed.
"Hello, Alec," the Man said, and his voice seemed to be coming from all around the room, which made Alec's brain feel funny, "you are awake now, good. I could have started while you were unconscious, but I decided against it. I wanted you to be awake for this."
"Uh...wha-what is this?" Alec yelped. He tried getting up again, but realized that he'd been tied down onto some kind of a table or a bed, in such a manner that he couldn't move at all. "HEY!"
"I think you'll be perfect, Alec," the tiger on the screen spoke, "our new life together will be very special indeed. We'll both be happier than either of us could have ever imagined."
The Man's expression remained calm, even if his voice seemed to carry some excitement. It just made Alec feel more scared. there was something extremely troubling about that tone, how the tiger just kept staring, how his paws seemed to be moving, to do some unseen things...whatever it would be...and how his face didn't really change even when he spoke such things.
He tried the bindings again, but could not move any of his limbs more than a quarter of an inch to any direction. The material that kept him down on the padded surface was tight on him, and obviously very sturdy.
"I have spent a very long time preparing for this, Alec, and I want you to appreciate this fully before we begin our new life together," the Man on screen spoke.
"I don't...I don't really know what you're talking about!" Alec yelled. "I don't like this I - what's going on here?"
"Your old life is over now, and your new life will begin. We will be together...you, serving me...me...taking best care of you, sweet Alec."
Alec's stomach clenched. He felt like he was going to throw up.
"What the FUCK is this?" he grunted. "Let me out this second you PSYCHO!"
The tiger on the screen shook his head, very slightly.
"It will not be so different, Alec...you will go to school, you will meet your friends and your family, but when you are with me, you are mine...only mine..."
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" Alec yelled in a full feline hiss. His heart was beating so very rapidly, and his breaths came in quick huffs, he was afraid he might faint from it eventually if he kept it up. His tail was puffed out and tense, but unable to lash out since it too had been secured onto the table.
"...you will enjoy it, Alec...even if you don't have a choice, but don't worry, I will not harm you...you will be very precious to me, after all..."
Alec twisted his head from side to side, trying to look for any way to escape, to yell for help.
"You...you...the FBI will find you or something! Someone will- ahhhh FUCK!" he yelled in sheer terror.
"Why do you think this is my solution, Alec?" the Man spoke. "It is very difficult for anyone to disappear nowadays...almost impossible...hence, you will not disappear from the world...you will simply devote yourself to serving me whenever I wish so...when you are here with me...and that'll be often..."
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PSYCHO SHIT?" Alec yelled.
"You're just about to enter a state of altered consciousness where this will become your new purpose," the Man said, "this will cause you no pain."
"WHAT!"
There was a sudden whir, and the surface he was lying on began to move. Alec kept shouting, even when his head disappeared into the rumbling, hissing tube that caused his yelps to echo into his ears and force the down when he kept on going at it.
_"_FUCK THIS YOU - !"
The tube rumbled and made a deafeningly loud noise.
"AAAH!"
What he didn't know was that the superconductive magnets were powered up and a strong magnetic field swung through his entire brain. The tiger's lips stopped mid-move when his cerebellum became disturbed, and his breathing, agitated as it was, immediately began to slow down. He was awake and he wasn't...somewhere in between. If he had seen still, all he could've seen would be the white plastic of the round panel above him.
"Hello, Alec," the Man's voice rumbled into the room, quiet and sublime, "I have a few very important things to say to you. Listen carefully."
*
"Just imagine, Alec...all this time you'd be wasting playing computer games on thatX-Box device I saw at your apartment...put into so much better use, I think."
The Man was seated on the couch in his sitting room, a nice, comfortable space, the TV inside a cabinet where it could be hidden when a particularly cultured image had to be projected for any visitors. Right now the large flat screen was on and showing an art history programme the Man was enjoying immensely, along with his cigar and his wine. He wore an easy shirt, but no pants, because his legs were spread and between them, the nude green tiger worked laboriously nuzzling and licking at the seated tiger's balls. His sizeable erection throbbed against the cat's belly, occasionally brushed upon by breaths from the green tiger's nosepad that swam with musk.
"Hmmmhmhh..." Alec rumbled in reply. He too was hard, and his Prince Albert-pierced cock throbbed hard against a thigh, messing the furs there with his pre-cum. He was aroused, and his mind was full of erotic pleasure, of giving it for The Man. It seemed like a good concern to have, and it made him feel happy. The Man was so kind. He never said a bad word or raised his arm against him. He didn't say anything mean, or made him do anything bad. He just liked pleasure and Alec received pleasure from giving pleasure. He loved sex, too, not like he had to be convinced about that. Sex with the Man was great, too, to see and feel and hear him have so many orgasms while he was with Alec. He usually let Alec cum too, but he understood if sometimes it was only about The Man. Sometimes it worked like that in relationship, didn't it?
"Wonder if you can keep that up until the program ends..." The Man mused. He dropped some cigar ash onto the ornate paw-shaped ashtray on the little table by the couch and tousled the green tiger's head furs.
"I'm sure you will," The Man said.
*
"...rhubarbrhubarbrhubarb-rhubarb-rhubarb..."
"God, can he be any more boring?"
Alec glanced up from his notepad and over to his friend Casey, sitting next to him at the lecture hall that was slowly falling asleep collectively over the horrible slideshow bonanza of Professor Petersen. His own penciled notes didn't appear very useful, all told, mostly consisting of idle scribbles. Casey's didn't seem much better.
"Dunno," Alec replied, not even bothering to whisper. The lecturer's voice was bound to block out everything else for him, so he probably wouldn't pay attention to anyone else speaking around the room. A glance told that most of the furs around on this unfortunately compulsory lecture were just playing around with their phones or tablets, or talking to one another to try to keep the boredom away.
"Fancy going out for a coffee afterwards?" Casey asked.
"Sure," the tiger replied. He wasn't busy. He hadn't been told to hurry home.
"Ugh," Casey snorted and swished his foxy tail from side to side, "my tail's getting numb too..."
Alec didn't have that problem. He was regularly squirming his own, not to mention his rump. The source of this activity was the plump butt plug stuffed into his hole, spreading his anal ring wide and filling up his rectum with its pliant bulk. The pressure on his prostate was sure to keep his cock hard, too, slipped into one leg of his cargo pants for now, to create not too obscene a bulge. He could feel every throb his tool made, though, and how he leaked pre-cum into the fur on his thigh, and every time his cock did that, his tailhole would clench and send another jolt of pleasure through his rear.
The Man liked that, enjoyed thinking that even when Alec was out, he'd be having such periodic reminders of what the tiger was involved in. Alec, in turn, liked everything that The Man enjoyed.
*
"Hello, Alec!"
The green tiger looked up from his coursebook and smiled. Hearing The Man's voice made his tail wiggle behind him as he got up and walked through the house to meet him at the hall. He was well dressed as always, carrying a suitcase, car keys in one paw when he was busy removing his shoes. He smiled broadly when Alec entered.
"Ah, hello there," he said.
"Hello," Alec replied.
The Man rubbed his paw through the green tiger's head furs and smiled.
"Have you been cooking?"
"Yes," Alec smiled, "and reading my coursework."
"Very good," said The Man. "It's good to be busy, isn't it?"
"Yeah," Alec smiled, happy that The Man seemed happy.
"How long until the dinner is ready?"
"Fifteen minutes, perhaps," Alec rubbed the back of his neck. "I think. Want me to check real quickly?"
"Sure," The Man said. He stepped over to the large walk-in closet that adjoined the entrance hall, opened the door, and began to hang his coat. "After you've done that, you should go to the sitting room, drop your pants and bend over the backrest of the couch. I fancy a fuck before dinner."
"Me too," Alec smiled eagerly.
The Man smiled, too, and fondled the tiger's groin briefly, and copped a feel of his butt before Alec headed over in the direction of the kitchen, tail looping eagerly behind him. The Man smiled at the sight and felt his cock jerk. He took his time in putting his clothes in order, and took his suitcase out into his large, spacious office before finally taking the last stroll and into the living room.
There was Alec, paws on the backrest, his sturdy shoulders tense, tail up and coiling about somewhat nervously while he awaited for The Man's arrival. His back was arched, his fuzzy rear presented in a very wanton posture alright, balls dangling beyond a fragrant, sweaty taint. The Man licked his lips at the sight and immediately stepped behind him, paws falling over the gorgeous rump, to feel it under his palms, to fondle those ass cheeks roughly. The younger male groaned and purred a little, pushing back against the Man's touch.
"Uhhh..." Alec moaned.
"Been waiting for this, Alec?" The Man asked in a rough, husky voice.
"Y-yes..." the tiger mumbled. "Feels good..."
The Man kept squeezing and groping the green tiger's rump, while the fingers of his one paw slipped between those butt cheeks and felt up the crevice of Alec's rear. They moved quickly to the very base, to poke fingers against the slickened hole he found there.
"And all ready, too..." The Man mused, poking at the tiger's pucker.
"Ahhh...ah yes...put some of the lube you bought me in there as soon as I was home, in case you'd want some of my ass..." Alec panted under The Man's slow fingering of his hole. "Oh yeah..."
"You know I want it most days when I come from work, "The Man mused casually while he still fingered the green tiger's slick hole, "nothing like coming home to an eager rump to play with..."
Alec's back seemed to arch even more when he pushed himself back, obviously hoping for an even further penetration of his anus by those softly wriggling fingers that were simply teasing at his hole, barely popping in.
"Such a nice, wet hole..." The Man growled in a tone unlike his usual mild rumble, fingers slippery from the silicone lube that'd been generously applied into that pucker.
"Hmmmmyeahhh...ahh..." Alec's eyes rolled back in his head while he enjoyed the teasing. "Hmmmmrr..."
"You want me inside you now?" The Man slapped the green tiger's butt. "Want cock in you?"
"Y-yes, please..." Alec wiggled his ass in the hopes that it would cause the fingers to slip inside. "Need it after whole day without..."
"Well how could I ever deny you anything?" The Man chuckled. He unbuckled his pants, the expensive leather belt rolling aside from the weight of its buckle as he pulled out his own hard, erect shaft. He gave the barbed length only a couple of strokes, added a palmful of spit for good effect, knowing the tiger would be lubed enough either way, and then took aim.
"Oh here it comes, Alec..."
He held the younger cat's tail as a kind of a handle and a guide as he thrust, quite roughly, into the tiger's hole and through his pucker so that all of his shaft was soon embedded inside the young tiger.
Alec moaned hard, his head rearing up when the dick suddenly pierced him and went in so that The Man's balls pressed against his taint. He purred, rumbled and moaned, with his eyes closed, his body full of sensation at the particular event of being filled to the brim with hard daddy cock.
"Ahhhrr..." The Man couldn't stay quiet, either, but let out a little vocalization of his own as he savored the tight warmth of college rump that was perfectly under his spell, so very tight, warm, still to be broken in to some measure, he knew, and felt even more aroused for that fact.
"Huhhh..." Alec breathed deeply.
The Man gripped the tiger's hips and leaved over him, nuzzling over the strong shoulder covered by a rather boyish T-shirt. He smelled musky and nice, like he hadn't showered after coming home (another of he Man's subconscious commands he'd carefully implanted into Alec's mind), he was warm, strong...and delicious, and most of all, he was his.
"Now I'm gonna fuck your ass raw," the mild tiger hissed into the hunk's ear and began to pound him hard.
Alec grit his teeth hard, clawing at the backrest while the older male used his rump for pleasure. He fucked the green tiger with gusto, so that Alec's own heavy, pierced cock bounced and smacked against the leather couch, untouched and dribbling pre-cum down onto the sofa. He didn't care for anything except the heady feeling of a hot man roughly pumping away at his butt. The couch shook, the boy's muscles flexed and tensed while he moaned and grumbled. He was unable to keep all the noises in, and the sweaty man on his back was quite loud, huffing away while he fucked him. It was slick, rough, dirty and musky, and it ended with several slamming, breath-taking thrusts that buried The Man to the hilt in his ass, before his cock jerked and spewed cum into his ass.
The Man stepped away, his cock still hard and dripping, and patted the boy's messy butt, to bring off a little whimpering whine.
"Clean up your taint and the couch and be in the dining room when I come down from showering, I'd like to dine with you today, Alec."
"S-sure," Alec replied, mostly aware of the warm, stinging sensation under his tail and the full hardness of his own musky cock.
"Good boy, Alec," The Man spoke as he pulled up his pants and zipped up.
*
"...ah...fuck, you're big...aaahh...ah...yeah!"
"Yeah...take that cock..."
"Uuh fuck me you stud...ah...breed me...ooh..."
There was a little hole on the wall in the apartment above the basement, accessible from a narrow space that'd been carefully hidden into the structure of the house when the Man had renovated it to fit his purposes. The hole was enough for one eye to spy into the room, and offered a view of the green tiger's bed, placed where it was just so that The Man could put his peephole into use.
He stood in the tiny alcove, pants around his knees and jerking off his shaft while he watched the green tiger fuck a moaning skunk doggie style on his bed. Alec looked quite the stud there, putting his pierced cock into good use while he pounded the black and white fur on the bed. His one night stand was obviously enjoying getting it up from the green tiger, who was definitely not going at it hard.
The Man had difficult time staying perfectly quiet. The wall separating from the tiger's apartment might've been soundproofed, but the hole was open into the room and too loud a gasp might be heard there. He could have installed a high definition camera and a microphone to pick up the sexy noises, but somehow that seemed...impersonal. Spying there in person, watching Alec fuck the skunk he'd spoken eagerly about to the Man upon being inquired about it, it felt truly dirty, and The Man preferred it like that.
He even timed his orgasm so that the spurts of cum he left dribbling on the wall were timed with Alec cumming inside the panting skunk's butt.
"Aaaah....uihhhhhaahhh..."
"Hhhmhmh...aaahh..."
*
"You're quite the stud, aren't you, Alec?"
"Hhmpph!"
"Riding those guy's hard..."
"Uhpphp!" Alec gargled. He couldn't speak, not with The Man's cock inside his muzzle, going deep on each thrust from the tiger into his green playmate's maw.
"Fucking away like you own their asses...the way men should fuck, I think..." The Man mused, almost idly while he humped against the tiger's unquestioning muzzle.
"A great fun to watch, too, of course...maybe one day we'll find you a playmate so that I can join in, too...make a nice sandwich out of you..."
"Gurph!" Alec vocalized, coughing and gagging up spittle that covered his chin, coughed up from the throat that the barbs on The Man's cock raked with each deep thrust.
"Though I suppose that toy is quite nice pounding away there even now..." The Man grinned a the knowledge of the sizeable feline dildo lodged into the green tiger's rump. "Yeah...I'm sure you do...oh, don't talk on my behalf, just enjoy..."
He ruffled the green tiger's head furs and humped even harder into the gagging tiger's full, wet muzzle, balls smacking against the slick jaw.
"Here it comes, Alec..."
He yanked himself out and finished with a couple strokes over his shaft to spray the tiger's open muzzle with streamers of his heady cum.
*
"Well, Alec, I think you're doing really well!" the counselor said with a big smile to the tiger sitting on the chair on the other side of the table.
"Oh, thanks," the green tiger replied modestly.
"Really!" the wolverine said, giving another glance at the computer screen in front of her, "all your grades have come up recently, and it looks you've really improved your work! I think the whole department is very pleased to see that you're living up to your full potential!"
"Uh, guess I've been having a better environment to study at home since I moved to a new place," Alec mused.
"Oh, that's nice!" the wolverine smiled. "It is true that having the right surroundings can definitely do a great deal for working motivation and efficiency."
"I've found out that myself as well," the green tiger said.
*
"Like your new toy, Alec?" The Man asked, addressing the tiger who was on all fours over the silk sheets of the king-sized bed at the master bedroom, and making strange, slightly constrained noises out of his throat.
"Uhh...ah...yeah...yes...ah..I do..."
"Lift that tail for me, Alec."
The green tiger's heavy tail was lifted and curled to the side to further exposure his rump for his fellow cat's view. His butt cheeks were obscenely spread by a transparent piece of plastic sticking out of his ass. The plug that The Man had inserted had a wide base that protruded out of his asshole, a nicely sized knot that locked it on the inside of his anal ring, and a deep, tapering, hollow tip that reached deep into his rear. It'd taken quite a lot of lubrication and a bit of teasing to get it in there, but now the tiger, crouching on the bed, sounded like he was enjoying it, too.
"You've got such a nice ass, Alec."
"T-thanks..."
The Man stepped over to the foot of the bed and fondled the tiger's rump with eager, rough paws.
"Do you want me to fuck your ass, Alec?"
"Uh...yeah..." the green tiger rumbled. "Really need some..."
The Man eyed the tiger's gaping hole, courtesies of the devious toy lodged in his butt, and smirked viciously to himself. It was truly a sight to behold, the hunky green tiger at his mercy...and still bulking up, thanks to the exercise regime he had devised for the tiger to ensure that he would be in the best possible shape, from the tip of that antsily swinging tail to that hunky rump to his chiseled shoulders.
"Aren't you glad that you rethought your whole position about topping and bottoming and decided you like nothing better than getting it deep and hard in the ass?" The Man mused.
"Uhh...yeah..." Alec mumbled, mostly distracted by his spread assring and the feeling of fingers playing with the base of his tail.
"What a marvelous sight...." said The Man," and think about it, I've got one more treat for you, Alec, for doing so well in your mid-terms!"
"Please..." the green-furred hunk moaned, deep in his submissive nirvana.
The naked tiger settled onto his knees on the foot of the bed, scooted up to his green toy-cat, and smirked roughly. He gave his shaft a few gentle strokes, squeezed the tip, and pressed it against the hole on the top of the tunnel plug. The soft, pliable plastic felt quite nice on his dick, and it was also warm as well, just like the tiger, having been inside him for some time already.
"I'm sure you'll like this," The Man spoke. He admired the sight for a single further naughty moment before he released his bladder into the orifice of the tiger's rear.
"Uh!" Alec's ears flicked with surprise at the sudden hot sensation from his rump. The noise was excessively rude, like filling a bottle with water from a tap, his mind suggested, somehow. The tiger behind him kept pissing with a toothy grimace over his muzzle, enjoying the utter pleasure of dominance while voiding himself into his playmate's rump.
"There it goes..."
The Man didn't even care that it soon spilled over the bed. Alec would be more than happy to clean it all up, change the sheets and make sure that the master bedroom would be in perfect order once their special time together was done.
The Man finished with a satisfied huff, remembered to shake up, smacked the green tiger's rear, and rubbed his wet tip against Alec's rump, briefly.
"Good boy," he said.
*
"I used to have a maid come over, you know," The Man stated as he reclined on the chair in his office room.
"Why'd you stop?" Alec asked.
"You do it much better, and for free, of course!" The Man chuckled.
The green tiger didn't make complaints. It sounded like a fair trade for the sex and the apartment.
"Okay," he said.
"Remember to dust all the bookshelves, if you would, Alec, dear," The Man said.
"Of course, sure."
The green tiger was naked but for the shockingly white jockstrap he wore. Its snug pouch covered his bulge, and the elastics framed his perfect rear in a most visually pleasing manner. The college guy was busy at work, despite his attire, cleaning The Man's private room with a rainbow-colored duster.
"I almost regret, now...I never thought watching someone work would be this enjoyable..."
"Hmmm..." Alec breathed.
"And remember over the top, too, and empty the trashcan. I'll fuck you bent over the desk when you're done, so you may want to hurry. But don't make a poor job on that accord."
"Uh...yeah, sure," Alec replied, feeling blood rush into his dick and plumping it up.
*
"So, Alec, why haven't you been on Steam lately?" Casey asked from his buddy over the table at the university cafeteria.
"Huh?"
"You look sleepy," the fox told his friend, "you look like you haven't slept all night."
"I...I do?" Alec flicked his ears curiously. He had yawned a moment ago, and he did feel a bit tired. It must've been because he'd stayed up until late at night having sex with The Man, but he knew somehow, innately, without questioning why, that he was not supposed to talk about that. It was part of the...thing.
"Yeah," the fox chuckled. "If I didn't know better I'd think you've got someone..."
"What do you mean?" Alec asked.
"Well, if you're not gaming all night, or partying all night...really leaves only one thing to do all night, hahah..."
Alec smiled and chuckled.
"Oh, really?"
"Well, yeah..." the fox raised his brow suggestively.
"Nah," Alec smiled. "Not really. Kinda been busy."
"Exactly why you should go out more!" he chuckled. "How about Friday night, hit some nice club, find a nice girl for me and a hot guy for you and we'll have a fun night out?"
"I'll have to...check if I'm free," Alec replied.
"Hah," Casey snickered. "You're getting old, planning stuff like that."
"Just got to make sure I've got the time," Alec said.
*
"Of course you can go, Alec," the Man spoke to the tiger standing in front of him, naked and hard, looking at him questioningly, "certainly you can. You have your freedom outside the house, after all."
"Oh, sweet, thanks!" the tiger grinned.
"Looks like you're eager for it today as well..." The Man stated wryly.
"I'm really horny," Alec blushed.
"Well that is good, very good," the Man said as he got up from behind his desk, only to reveal that he was certainly not wearing pants, only one of his silk shirts that was tented up by his erection. He soon shifted it so that his shaft poked out from under it, hard and musky, the tip glistening with his pre-cum.
"You like it?" the Man asked, pointing at his cock.
"Yes...I do..." Alec stared at the inviting dick intently.
"Lie on your back on the couch," the Man pointed out the leather couch on the other side of the office.
Alec didn't hesitate. He practically bounced on his way over, to lay himself onto the thickly padded sofa. The Man climbed onto the couch, over the tiger's body, and looked at him, straddling him from the upper vantage point. His cock curbed over Alec's muzzle and it looked like he could very easily sink it into that awaiting maw...but he had some ideas in mind before that.
"I think a certain part of my body needs some attention now. Are you ready?"
"Yeah..." Alec whimpered.
The Man lifted himself higher so that he could straddle the green tiger's muzzle and press his asshole against his awaiting lips.
"I expect to be nice and dripping by the time you're finished, and then my cock will go into your ass, my lovely Alec," he spoke up. "Get to it."
The green tiger gripped The Man's fleshy buttocks and without question pushed his tongue against the pink, musky hole that was suddenly thrust upon his face. The Man's moans, when his tongue began to circle the wrinkled pucker lined with ticklish black hair.
"Good boy..." The Man groaned, and Alec felt like he was a good boy indeed.
The Man would be happy with him.
*
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