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"I think this is the first time I've been to your home," Klein commented as he closed the door behind him. "Or, at least, one of your homes..." The living room of the modest European townhouse was spacious enough for the large and handsome older boar that sat down on the couch facing a modern TV set. The older man smiled whilst patting the cushion next to him, inviting the cream-furred feline to sit down. He happily obliged with a seductive swish of his tail, winking up at the wealthy DILF who invited him over for a fun time. "I figured that since this is our third time, chivalry, dictates I would bring you to my place," Keith Irons spoke in his baritone accent. "What do you think?" "Hmm," Klein pretended to ponder aloud, acting coy. "Well, it is different from the alleyway where we first met. And it's more spacious than your red Mercedes-Benz." "It sure is, lad," Keith said while unbuttoning his purple tie. "Might I say, those are some really sexy leather trousers you are wearing." Klein smiled while glancing down at the slick petroleum pants that went well with his shapely legs and complemented his fine ass as it sat down on the couch. It also went really well with the denim jacket he wore too. "Thank you, Keith. I got them from a friend at the club." "Mmm, you look delicious in them," Keith hummed with lust. "Mind posing for me? I want to see you at all the perfect angles." "Is this for that role you promised me," he asked playfully, "or for your own pleasure?" "A little bit of column A and column B," Keith flirted back. He winked, then motioned his tusk and snout towards an adjacent wall. "Now, jut out that tail for me, please." "Yessir," Klein giggled and did as he commanded. Klein stepped off the couch and placed his paws to the wall, widening his legs into a lewd stance. The leather pants squeaked. So did Keith, who let out a delighted snort as he drank in the feline twink's feminine curves and how those trousers did little to hide. The older pervert especially moaned at how Klein's tail swished invitingly, kind of like the golden chain of a hypnotist's watch. Except the supposed object was virile, sexual, purred delightedly from the attention, and turned to wink at the boar. "You like?" Klein asked. "Very much so, laddie," Keith rumbled while unbuttoning the top half of his long sleeve shirt. "You're perfect..." Of course, Keith liked Klein for more than just his visual appeal. The boar liked the cat and enjoyed their previous two trysts. The time had come to make it three. Standing up, the old boar approached the posing feline and ran a groping paw up the back of Klein's inner thigh. Warmth radiated through the material as Keith huffed through his nose, relishing in touching the lad just as much as Klein enjoyed being touched. It made the cat purr louder and the boar bolder. Without letting go of Klein's right side, Keith rubbed his tented crotch against those beautiful leather pants, the fabric squealing as that covered, throbbing boar dick traced the limber feline's ass crack. The two mammals let out a duet composed of shuddering grunts and rising moans. Particularly when Keith pressed his length harder against that leather valley. The two laughed in mutual lust. "Dirty old pig," Klein huffed out between purrs. "I'm old enough to be your fucking grandson." "What a mouth you have, Klein," Keith teased. "I'll deal with that later, but for now, you ought to be punished." Klein started to trill out, "Yes-AHHHMFH!" That few behind tail thrashed from the sudden jolt of pain, followed closely behind with pleasure. Keith smacked the beautiful globes of that leather-squeezed ass rather hard, causing them to jiggle for a moment before resting again in their tight confines. The perverted, warthog grunted with satisfaction. "Now, will you be a good boy for me?" Keith playfully asked. Klein let out another coy, more impatient trilling noise. "Please, fuck me already!" he begged. "Fuck me, Pig Daddy!" "That's the spirit, lad!" he chuckled, then turned the cat around to sloppily kiss him, who returned it with gusto. "Mmmm, still taste sweet..." The old boar reached under his denim jacket and shirt to tweak some nipples. The cry of pleasure vibrated through Keith's lips and tusks. "Mmmm, sound sweet too!" "P-Please...fuck me!" he begged again, drowning in the boar's saliva and feeling that boner press obscenely against his thigh. "Please..." "Your wish is my command, Klein." Together, they feverishly undressed the other in quick succession. During which Keith greedily fondled and caressed every inch that was exposed underneath his clothing. During which Klein let his fingers and cause explore the matted chest for and bulbus stomach of the boar once he unbuttoned the rest of that shirt. Keith happily hooked his thumbs around the waist line of those leather pants and peeled them down, huffing at the surprise of finding the feline without any underwear beneath. The older man knelt slightly. He ravenously grasped the Twink by his hips and gave a long lick from his pubic fur to the to the lad's belly button, tasting sweat and the smell of leather. He also caught a whiff of something else. "Is that lube?" He sniffed again. "Strawberry flavoring? Boy, did you lubricate yourself before I picked you up?" "Figured a dirty pig daddy like you would stop by, and I prepared," Klein nested, sticking out his tongue. "Oh, you are in for it now!" Keith lounged himself back on the sofa while reaching over to the nearby side table and grabbing something from its drawer. The tiny bottle emptied that contents all over his rigid dick as soon as he uncapped it and sighed at feeling the molasses-like liquid coat his thick, throbbing shaft. Particularly with the help of a pair of soft fingers belonging to a certain feline. "Get it real slick and wet, Klein-y boy," Keith laughed. "It's gonna spread you open. Again." Klein purred, "Yes daddy." The smug boar sat back down on the couch and spread his legs wide, inviting. His thick and dark cock stood proud and pointed at the feline, who turned around and sat backwards against his older lover. They shifted each other slightly until only the leaking tip of that pulsating dick kissed Klein's entrance. He shivered at feeling it slowly push up. He relaxed his muscles and let out a slow breath. So did Keith Irons as he gently penetrated the trembling lad, whispering sweet, nothings and assurances that he would be careful. That Klein only needed to say the safe word and would instantly stop. Klein returned a whiskered smile at the reassurances, stiffing a gasp and shivered once the head of his daddy's cock finally went in. "Nyahhhhhhhh!" "Mmmmfh, still cherry..." "G-Go...harder!" Squealing out a cackle, Keith grasped the bottom of his lover's legs and slammed his hips repeatedly up inside the tight Twink. The cat cried out in gasps and joyous grunts. Keith sang along too with every hungry hip thrust. His tusked grin grew even more satisfied and lecherous as the younger feline clenched around his boar cock, that slim body purring like a soft vibrator against Keith's chest with every upward thrust. He relished every sensation and second, huffing and grunting and snarling as he utterly railed the younger male that was his sexual conquest for the evening. Possibly more evenings to come in the near future. Possibly along with others. Keith loved to mix and match with sexy lads. Meanwhile, Klein's eyes rolled all the way back in their sockets as sweat and chills ran down his body. True, the rich boar actually was old enough to be his grandfather, and yet Keith was so charming and handsome for his age. Approaching sixty and yet fit and virile enough to sleep with multiple men a day, Klein was still surprised by Keith's energy as he fucked him on that couch. The boar was barely breaking a sweat as he and the feline synchronized their hip movements. Klein felt so full, and his own cock twitched and throbbed in the air with need. He wanted to come so badly. It hurt. However, the feline was too focused on the seismic pleasure quaking through his body with every savage thrust from the boar to initially notice. When he did begin to reach for his cock with the yearning desire to stroke, another pair of fingers beat him to it. They were older and more experienced and calloused, despite rarely going through hard labor. The fingers were also hooved. "Ahhh, D-Daddy!" he yelped and purred. He stroked hard and rough. He made the feline like an engine about to reach its top speed. They were both approaching their peaks. "Enjoy yourself, kitty cat," Keith laughed, snarling as he went faster in and out of the fight hole. "Grrr! Get ready, boy! Ngh! Mfh! Ah! Here! I! Come!" "Me! Too-Ahhhhhhnngh!" A duet of euphoria filled the living room. Keith pounded into Klein one final time before the kitty collapsed rigidly into his chest and fully onto his dick. The cat came all over his stomach and nipples while being filled to the brim with hot semen. Initially silent and gasping for air, Keith craned Klein's muzzle towards his snout. The lad looked tired and just as satisfied. They both laughed softly. "Wanna...shower...?" the boar asked. The cat chuckled. "Once I...feel my legs..." Keith snickered. "Agreed..." They kissed leisurely, moaning as they each looked forward to the rest of the evening. First a shower, then a relaxing dinner ordered from a restaurant, then perhaps a movie in the upstairs bedroom. Maybe even round two? The night was still young for them.