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Music, laughing and the clinking of glasses and jar filled the air in the bar. St. Patrick's Day, certainly the bartender's favorite holiday, found its way into this humble place in the form of crowds of men and women in bright green shirts, suits and any other form of clothing, all of them in varying sizes and shapes, but holding the common trait of a beer mug in their hands and a drunken smile plastered on their faces.

Quietly drinking on the back was a young wolf by the name Crisp, gently moving along to the music while sipping his own beer. A pair of shorts and a green shirt that barely did any justice to his slim, yet toned physique were his entire getup.

While a tad dizzy he wasn't necessarily drunk. He had just decided to go out on this particular holiday and enjoy the jolly air on the streets, get a drink, maybe meet a tall, dark stranger and take him home.

He looked down at his own paws and the green pair of shoes he had chosen for the night. His eyes closed and he remembered putting them on, his mind drifting as he subconsciously bit his lower lip while tying the laces, looping into one another...

Crisp shook his head and cleared any thought of his particular fetish. While not something he was ashamed of, he couldn't go around sporting a hard-on like the one that was slowly forming on his pants. He turned around on the bar to hide his front and gulped his beer down.

"Well, somebody knows how to swallow, huh?"

Crisp turned back around to a large, muscular lion looking down at him. His green suit was open and he was wearing no shirt underneath, showing off his powerfully built chest and abs with only a pair of suspenders carefully positioned to cover his nipples. His mane was somewhat ruffled and his eyes seemed a bit lazy, most likely from the drinks, although his breath didn't reek of the particular alcohol scent.

"Excuse me?" Crisp asked, playing the part of innocent bystander despite knowing exactly what the lion meant.

"You heard me, cutie," the lion said with a slight slur, reaching down to forcefully kiss Crisp. The wolf fought back at first, but the lion's tongue was abnormally skilled and he let it slide until they broke off. "Why don't we skip this place and go to your place for some fun?"

Admittedly, Crisp wasn't 100% sure about this. While it wasn't the first time he would bring over a stranger for some quick fuck, he had his doubts with a drunken lion.

But what the hell? It was St. Patty's; whoever he hooked up with was gonna be intoxicated in some level. He might as well go with a hot guy and he wasn't sure he could find one hotter than this huge stud in front of him. Not to mention, under the beverage's effects he had high chances of getting him in the mood for some shoe play, something that had been lacking from some of his latest encounters.

"Sure. Why not?" he replied to the lion before pulling him into another sloppy kiss, leaving some money on the counter and pulling him by the suspenders towards the exit, playfully brushing his nipple.

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The door to Crisp's apartment opened and in came the large lion carrying the apartment's owner, roughly making out with him while his hands squeezed the wolf's firm ass. While it didn't have the fetish-fueled edge Crisp enjoyed, it was certainly nice to get the attention.

"The room's in the back, big guy," Crisp said when their lips split for a second, but the lion was quick in getting them back on track and making their way to the room. Once there he dumped the wolf on the bed and looked down at the gasping mess he had become.

The lion jumped at him, their faces only an inch or two away. His mane brushed softly against Crisp's face. "Tired yet, boy?"

"Please! Give me your best shot"

"Oh?" the lion tilted his head in exaggeratedly playful curiosity, almost definitely due to the high levels of alcohol in his blood. Despite the drunkenness his hands remained swift and found their way inside Crisp's shirt, rubbing his chest and playing with his nipples before pulling his shirt off. "Anything you want to be done?" he asked with that lingering slur.

Crisp flashed him as smile as his shirt was removed. "There's one thing. But you can't freak out"

"Boy, I've seen hardcore stuff," the lion said in-between kisses and nipple nibbles. "Hit me"

Well, I really like shoes," the wolf started. "As in, getting them on, seeing the laces get tied... Weird stuff like that," he said and noticed his bulge already rubbing through his shorts and against the lion's own large one.

"That's it? Pfft! Seen it," the lion said while quickly taking off Crisp's shorts and underwear, letting his long, rock-hard erection fly out and poking the tip while gently squeezing his fuzzy balls. "You got any other pair?"

"Um..." Crisp was dumbfounded by his openness for a second, but another squeeze on his cockhead got him out of it. "Y-Yeah, I have a lot more on the closet"

The lion got up and headed for the closet, taking the chance to drop his suit's green jacket on the floor, lose the suspenders and let his pants follow through. Now only in his underwear, he searched inside the wolf's closet, making a bit of a mess of his collection before he came out with a victory cry.

In his hands, he held a pair of bright green shoes that shamed the ones Crisp was wearing. The wolf, however, looked at them with uncertainty.

"Those are... I don't really wear those," Crisp meekly said, hoping the lion wouldn't notice the sudden burst of panic welling in him.

"Oh, I know, cutie," the lion said and with a swift hand movement Crisp's body fell hard on the bed as if an invisible force held him down. "You can practically smell it from the hall"

"Wha- You use magic?" Crisp yelled in surprise.

"A bit here and there," the lion continued. "Nothing as hardcore as these greenies, though! I was hoping for a nice ass to drunkfuck, and then I find this!?" he reached for the bed and leaned down on Crisp's ear. "Guess I've got the Irish's luck, huh?"

The large lion, still in his underwear, walked towards the edge of the bed where Crisp's paws hanged and lifted his magically restrained legs enough for the wolf to see them from his laying position.

"But don't worry", the lion assured him. "I'll make sure you enjoy it all night long"

Slowly, as if it was the most sensual of acts, the lion pulled the laces on Crisp's shoes and started slipping it off. While still somewhat worried, Crisp couldn't help the slight rush that came to his hardening cock in anticipation of what was to come. When the shoe finally came off the lion's tongue quickly started lapping at the paw's sole and a small sigh left the wolf's throat.

The lion's free hand went for the other paw, repeating the process of pulling and slipping the remaining shoe for Crisps paw to come out, and the wolf closed his eyes this time as his cock started spasming for more.

The lion massaged that other paw for a while, playing with the wolf's toes and occasionally squeezing, all the while his tongue still working on the first paw, enjoying the sweaty, earthy taste of it.

"That should be enough foreplay, right?" he asked when he finally pulled off. "What do you say we go to the main dish now?" he held the bright green shoes high enough for Crisp to see them and the wolf let out a gasp, more out of excitement than worry by now.

The first shoe slipped in the wolf's paw and he couldn't help but bite his lower lip as the velvety sensation sent shivers up his spine and made his erection start squirting tiny drops of pre. By the time the shoe got around his heel, the fur around his cock's base was already sticky from all the pre.

The second one was as much of a journey as the first, but this time Crisp couldn't hold his moans in his throat; instead they came out loudly as the fabric enclosed around his paw and the shoes' magic started making its way towards his head, hazing his brain with pleasure and suggestiveness.

"Man! You're really into this, aren't you?" the lion said as he covered his hand on Crisp's pre and started pulling his boner down, getting it slick all over. Crisp was far too gone in his pleasurable trance to reply, so the lion had to squeeze again for him to wake up and a large shot of pre to come out his cockslit.

"What...?"

"This is gonna be easy"

A snap of the lion's fingers later and Crisp was no longer held down by the magic force. He prodded himself on his elbows to look down at his dripping boner and the green shoes on his paws and the laces tempting him. But another snap got his attention back on the lion as he removed his boxers, already strained by the massive bulge and with a noticeable wet spot on it.

The underwear hit the ground and the lion's huge meat jumped out, almost hitting Crisp in the face. As long as his forearm and twice as thick, the erect cock seemed enticing; the bright red head in particular still had a thick trail of pre hanging from it until it fell on the wolf's already damp crotch.

The lion pointed down and Crisp instinctively looked at his paws. His expression then filled with surprise as the shoelaces raised, as if coming to life, and slowly twirling and dancing around each other, pulling and knotting themselves. Crisp clenched his teeth, holding back a moan as the sight only made his dick throb harder.

The lion rested a large hand on Crisps chest and pushed him back down on the bed. He then got on the bed, kneeling on top of Crisp's chest so that his cock dangled in front of the wolf's muzzle and grabbed his legs, lifting them behind him to give Crisp a proper look of the laces magically tying themselves as a wet, pulsing boner started poking his lips.

"Now, why don't you be a good boy and take care of this?" the lion asked, his voice getting more sultry and slurry, as if he had suddenly gotten more drunk.

Crisp didn't talk back and instead licked the lion's cockhead, swallowing what pre found its way into his mouth. The salty flavor overwhelmed his buds as the manly scent from the lion's dangling testicles filled his nostrils and he impatiently took the head into his mouth.

A low rumble came deep from the lion's chest and he closed his eyes as he started pushing his length further down Crisp's muzzle, poking the back of his throat. Crisp couldn't help but gag at the manhood's sheer size and had to take it out for a moment to breath, getting a mocking giggle from the lion.

When he finally got his breath back Crisp looked back up. Behind the lion, his shoelaces were still moving like last time, making little rabbit holes to go through, pulling themselves into the familiar ear-shaped knot and putting more pressure into his paws. Crisp bit his lower lip again, moaning lowly as his cock throbbed the hardest it had, almost hurting him a bit as he strained to edge, letting no more than a single drop of cum out.

The lion wiped it with his meaty finger and licked it off, smiling down at Crisp as if complimenting him on the flavor before poking his lips again. A small rub on the back of his head was all the goading the wolf needed, and in his magical haze he opened up once again, this time ready to take in the lion's monstrous cock.

The lion went in slowly, slipping in only half of his meat. Crisp sucked it greedily and licked on the head, poking the slit with the tip of his tongue. When the lion took his length out, he hungrily went for it, licking and sucking it on the side, getting louder grunts from the man on top of him as he went for the hairy balls, only able to suck part of them due to their size being too much for his mouth.

Another lick from the bas to the tip and the cockhead was once again in his muzzle. The lion started shoving it in and out, slightly faster each time until his balls were slapping against Crisp's chin. The wolf took it in stride, never letting off his sucking and skillfully taking the lion's cock all the way down to the base before one last, long slurp.

"Yeah... Good boy..." the lion panted, stroking his saliva-covered length in front of Crisp's face. "Nice and slick for what's next, huh?"

The lion got off the bed again, letting Crisp's legs plop back on it. Still stroking his meat, he walked over to the edge of the bed, lifting Crisps legs yet again, this time in front of him. The wolf's paws barely reached up to his chest.

The lion licked his lips in anticipation, his cockhead already poking Crisp's expecting hole. But instead of pushing his way in, he simply undid the knot on Crisp's shoes, letting his laces fall down, undone.

"Didn't I tell you?" the lion said in response to Crisp's perplexed expression. "This isn't the first time I deal with your tastes"

With that much said the lion took a lace from each shoe and started tying them together, making a knot between the shoes as if to make Crisp trip over. The sight, however, only made Crisp start moaning as his cock jerked about, begging for release.

The lion took it as a sign and jerked his hips forward, making his own tip push against the tight hole until it slipped right in, getting a louder yell from the wolf underneath him. The lion kept pushing his length, getting inch after inch in, spreading that hole wide open as Crisp screamed back, his own dick spurting pre all over his belly.

Somehow, despite his heavy breathing and panting, the lion managed to stay focused enough to grab the remaining two laces and repeat the process of tying them together, all while his length filled Crisp up to the base. He wasn't even done before he quickly took it out and rammed it back inside, making the wolf moan and yell more.

The second and last knot was completed right in front of Crisp's eyes, just as his ass was roughly pounded by the lion's massive meat, he could no longer hold back. His back arched and long trails of thick, white cum came flying out of his cock as multiple gasps and screams of pleasurable joy escaped his throat. His seed sprayed all over the bed sheets and fell on his chest, his face, the lion's pecs- Pretty much their whole bodies had some of the white substance clinging, matting their fur.

His orgasm was intense enough for his inner muscles to tighten around the lion's dick and with one last push, up to the hilt, he released his own massive load inside Crisp. Warm, thick seed filled the wolf and he couldn't help but keep screaming as his own length jumped and shot a few more ropes of cum, reaching the lion's face before both orgasms finally died out.

"Fuck..." the lion breathed, dropping his weight onto Crisp who gasped at his girth. The lion's cock stuck deeply inside Crisp's ass, spreading it so far that no openings were left for his cum to seep out, sealing them inside the wolf. "Quite a piece of ass you got there, boy," the lion finished before passing out on top of crisp.

Out of the magic haze and slowly drifting into a different kind of haze, Crisp enjoyed the afterglow of his orgasm. Before falling asleep with a massive drunk stranger inside his ass his last thought was how he never found out the lion's name.

Just another St. Patrick's Day, right?