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"Come on, it's cold out." The lion, in an oversized shirt and loose workout shorts held at his waist with a string, opened the door to let Finn into his house. He was right, of course; it was nearly 30 degrees out and destined to get a lot colder in the next few hours as the sky darkened further and stars began to peek through the veil.

Finn muttered a small thanks as he entered the lion's den before taking off his coat and kicking off his shoes. The lion pointed to an open hook on the wall as he shut the door behind the ferret. The heat being on already made it quite toasty in the lion's house, explaining his unseasonal choice of casual wear. Finn wouldn't dare don so little in a temperature that threatened frostbite, even in his own home.

"This your first time meeting with someone like this?" the lion asked as he guided Finn past the humbly decorated living room and into a bedroom near the back of the house.

"Well... yes," Finn admitted. "Sorta..."

"What do you mean 'sorta'?"

Finn had to think about his answer for a moment as they got to the bedroom. "Well, uhh... Big Pouncer... you got another name I can use?"

"Jake."

"Finn."

"A pleasure."

"Well, Jake, I've met guys a few times for lunch or dinner, but never met anyone just to have sex." It wasn't a thing he was looking for, either. Boredom caught him at an opportune hour and the invite was expected, considering the images and messages they shared between each other the past few days.

"Well, we can have fun, and you will think about whether you like it or not," Jake pressed a button on his phone and the lights in his room dimmed. Fancy.

"I'll think about it."

Jake nodded thoughtfully as he walked up closer to Finn. The lion towered over the ferret in a way that caught Finn's words in the back of his throat, leaving his mouth agape. Jake used the opportunity to move in and kiss Finn.

The kiss knocked Finn out of his reverie and he returned the action as best he could. When Jake added tongue, Finn gleefully sucked on it. Lion tongue is particularly coarse in a way that Finn found tantalizing and fascinating.

Jake wrapped his arms around him. It was clear the lion didn't take it easy at the gym; had he chosen to do so, he would have no issues picking Finn up off the floor. As the younger man pressed himself more deeply into their tongue battle and wrapped his own arms around the gentleman, he could feel Jake's cock rubbing against his waist. Much like the picture he received from Big Pouncer the night before had indicated, Jake had quite a prominent blessing underneath his shorts.

Finn was a little nervous.

Oh, how magnificent modern technology was that allowed for such access to experiences like this. Had it not been for Meatr or apps like it, Finn would never have the opportunity with such a striking man like Jake.

For better or worse.

Finally letting off the kiss, and breathing heavy, the two moved over to the bed where they could both get comfortable. Natural. Jake ripped off his shirt and loosened the drawstring on his shorts as Finn worked to take off his several layers as fast as he could to keep up with the lion.

"Take your time," Jake said as he laid across the queen-sized bed, leaving ample room for Finn to join him when he was ready.

"Take my time?"

"I like to watch you undress." Jake spoke with the slightest accent that Finn couldn't quite pinpoint. Some form of Eastern dialect?

Finn smiled to hide a bit of a blush that formed, and slowed down his disrobing process. He knew he was handsome, in a youthful sort of way. Some would even call him cute, as Jake did on Meatr the night before. His thicker winter coat had just started to come in and, though it was a hassle to keep trim and clean, he liked how it looked on him. He was a ferret, and while that did give him a natural advantage in metabolism– which meant little in the grand scheme of things– he was still proud of the lithe body he worked to achieve and maintain. Only being 20 must've helped as well, how much that played a role was up in the air as far as Finn was concerned.

Jake, on the other hand, had the dad bod of all dad bods. His mane was pulled back in a tail that only made him seem more mature than anything else. Like his profile said, he was twice and a half Finn's age and then some. His fur formed a natural beard and some fat carried in his cheeks made his face both round and angular at the same time. His shoulders were broad and his arms, though undefined, were quite powerful along with his torso. He had a nice belly, perfectly pillow shaped, and his waist, though still garmented, had some looseness to it that looked like it would be fun to grab and hold. His thighs boasted limitless potential in power and stamina. How much of that was true, Finn could only guess. And his cock, based on the tent it made in his shorts, made Finn salivate.

The ferret finally reached his pants and faced away from Jake as he pulled them down, revealing a jock strap that perfectly outlined his ass in what he hoped was a provocative display. It must have worked because he was rewarded with a rumble from Jake that sounded both Wild and approving. Finn gave him a small smile as he stepped out of his discarded pants.

"You are beautiful," Jake said. "Come to me."

Finn obliged eagerly, practically diving into the bed on top of Jake, kissing and getting his hands all over the man. Jake was no less enthusiastic with his touch, in an instant reaching down and grabbing a hold of Finn's ass and giving it a light, but not insignificant smack, which evoked a small yelp from the young man's throat.

Not long into their erotic wrestling, Finn began pulling down Jake's shorts, exposing his front and rear to the ferret's keen observation. Jake assisted by pulling them the rest of the way down and kicking them off.

Like the images, Finn almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was one of the most perfect uncut cocks he'd had the pleasure of encountering and now feeling. Seven or so inches and thick enough to gag on. Finn's next plan was to do exactly that.

As Finn broke the kiss off and moved down Jake's body, the lion spread his legs to give the younger man better access to the goods. Hesitating only to catch his breath, Finn went to work on becoming acquainted with his new friend. Licking the shaft, pulling down the foreskin to trace his tongue around the head, and getting it all, or as much as he could, into his mouth.

The lion's smell was intoxicating. Freshly showered but not overwhelmed by any sweet soaps or fragrances. He smelled of a light sandalwood or cedar mixed in with a healthy dose of manliness that could only be described as, well, him. Finn made sure to get as much of that scent into his nostrils as he could between oral ministrations.

Alternating between loving licks and manual manipulation, Finn would also fondle and suck on Jake's nutsack, enveloping one orb at a time into his maw. Occasionally Jake would move a hand down to pet his head between the ears, sometimes he would just hold Jake's head fur as the ferret went to town. All the while giving soft encouragements like "so good," or "fuck yes."

As much as he enjoyed those words, it was the moaning and the growling that really got Finn's blood spiking. He loved hearing those wordless sounds of approval. As if he were doing something so incredible that language failed to give proper description of the sensations one was feeling.

Before too long, Jake pulled Finn off of him. "I don't want to cum yet." But Finn forgot that was even the goal of oral sex.

Instead of humoring a verbal response, Finn moved up the lion's torso and gave him a kiss. This time the kiss was more sensual, less ravenous. They explored each other's mouths as Jake slowly shifted the two around, rolling them over to be above Finn. As Jake moved his hips between Finn's legs, an instinctual response kicked in and he wrapped his thighs around the older lion's waist.

Finn could feel Jake's saliva-soaked cock tease his ass crack, not quite getting an angle to penetrate, but leaving a chill-inducing impression on the ferret's mind. Jake even reached down, spreading apart a cheek to try and get a better angle, but it was a no-go. Had he succeeded, Finn knew he wouldn't have wanted to stop him or slow him down.

"You're so sexy," Jake said, breaking off the kiss.

"You too," Finn was breathing hard, trying to keep up with the oxygen required to perform.

"Turn over for me so I can appreciate you better."

"Do you have a condom?"

"Hehe... Ahh... of course, my dear." Jake reached over to his night stand and into the drawer, pulling out a small square package.

As Finn rolled onto his belly, he heard the package get ripped open, but before anything else could happen, he was pulled via his tail onto his knees and felt the lion's muzzle press against his asshole. Jake's tongue swept over the sensitive flesh and Finn nearly fainted from the feeling. Lion tongues are simply something else!

As the assault against his hole became an assault within his hole, Finn began to see stars. Not only had he never been rimmed before, but he had never been so emphatically treated. Jake was a pro at this, and he seemed to love doing it. He tackled it with the enthusiasm you would tackle a job if you'd been looking to get that big promotion. Lick after lick after lick, each one more enthralling than the last, had Finn biting his paw just to keep from screaming, though that didn't stop the barrage of uncontrolled noises bubbling up from his throat.

When Jake finally let off and allowed Finn to collapse again onto his belly, Finn was barely aware of his body. He wasn't sure if he orgasmed already or not, but he was feeling all sorts of bliss. Through the bliss he felt a cold liquid dropping on his asshole, followed by one of Jake's fingers pushing the liquid in.

"Ooh, you are so tight."

Finn could only respond with the wordless sounds he had available to him at that time.

"And you taste so good," Jake added a second finger along with more lube.

"Fuuuuuck." Finn finally managed to get a word out, and it was as useful a word as any other noise he had made in the last ten minutes.

"I can't wait to fuck you," Jake said as he moved his fingers in and out of Finn's hole, getting it slick and wet with whatever brand lube the lion chose to use.

"Yeah?"

"Oh yes," Jake removed his fingers and positioned himself, aiming right at the perfect spot, and slowly slid himself into Finn, but not before the younger man reached back to confirm the organ was properly girded.

Finn let out a sigh as he felt the burning sensation of entry, but with all the prep they did, it wasn't nearly as bad as he expected it to be. Though a sharp yelp from the ferret did stop Jake's advances. Good sex is patient sex, or so Finn was told, and after a short time, Finn gave Jake a gesture of approval to continue on pressing.

Jake had finally hilted his entire cock into Finn. He held that position for a time– though time had lost all meaning to Finn– before lowering himself onto the ferret, wrapping him up in his powerful arms, and beginning the act of fucking him proper.

The lion started off slow, each thrust was meaningful and deliberate, as if to see what movements made Finn react the most. After getting a good sense of what caused the loudest moans to escape Finn's lips, he began to pick up his pace. It was like he had a metronome beeping in his brain, each thrust was perfectly timed. The rhythm of a drummer, beating the hell out of Finn's prostate and getting all sorts of strange music out of the two of them.

Occasionally, the lion would whisper sweet nothings in Finn's ear, some of his favorites being "good boy," and "beautiful man." He would throw in a deep growl every now and then, and with his chest and stomach resting on Finn's back, the reverberation would shake the young man's very core. It wasn't the best position to exchange kisses, but that didn't stop Jake from licking Finn's cheek, ears, and neck. The ferret was a drooling mess before too long, and it felt like Jake could keep it up forever.

After what seemed like hours, but was probably closer to fifteen minutes, Jake lifted himself up on his hands and got even more speed in his thrusts. It even felt like he was somehow hitting deeper points within Finn's body, maybe even grazing his very soul. Between the lion's comments about how tight Finn's ass was, or how hot Finn's ass was, or how good Finn looked in this position, Finn started to feel pressure boiling up in his gut. He was about to experience his very first hands-free orgasm.

That was, until Jake's movements began to slow down. Finn could feel it too. It was in him. It was a part of him. Jake was starting to lose density. They were both a sweaty, smelly, breathless mess, and Jake was going soft.

When the lion made a disappointed growl and pulled out of Finn entirely, the ferret spoke up.

"What happened? Did you cum?"

Pouring more lube out onto his hand and spreading it over Finn's ass and his own shaft, he grumbled. "No, not yet."

Finn nodded and reached back, rubbing Jake's thigh in reassurance as the lion stroked himself back up to full mast. Finn was _so _close! Just a little more...

The lion grumbled something under his breath as he switched between fingering Finn and stroking himself.

"What's that?"

"This damn thing..." Jake griped. Finn wasn't sure what his partner was doing behind him, but he trusted he was doing all he could to keep the fun going. Was it a matter of age?

"Anything I can do to help?" Maybe some more oral sex would do the trick?

Whatever it was, it had the lion sweating trying to rub himself into action. Fingers were moving in and out of Finn, but they weren't going to do the trick. Jake pulled on Finn's jockstrap as he teased his deflated cock along his cheeks, but that was even more disappointing. He needed to get back to the actual thing. Jake let out a soft whimper behind him, and Finn started to feel a little bad. As much as he wanted this, he still had to remember that this was another person sitting on his legs, and dysfunction was no laughing matter. He shouldn't be so selfish.

"Oh, Finn..." Jake was pressing himself against Finn ineffectually, though he seemed to have gotten at least a bit harder. Between his hand and the ferret's ass, they'll get it to work out. Finn was confident.

"Hmm?"

"Please... Finn..." Finn heard a rubber snap behind him and full understanding came to him. "Let me breed you," Jake practically whined as he dropped the discarded condom on the bed next to them. "I need to feel you."

Finn shuddered at those words. Of course he wanted to play safe, but he also wanted to get fucked. He needed to get fucked.

"Let me fill you with everything I have," Jake teased the tip of his bare cock against Finn's hole. "Let me take you the correct way." The lion was fully hard again. Probably harder than he ever was before. Finn could feel every detail of Jake's plump head rubbing up and down his entrance.

"Nnnh..." the young man whined as he thought about that beautiful cock and that beautiful lion on top of him. How good it felt...

"Please, sweet boy," he pushed himself in. Just a little bit. It was so smooth. Like butter. Like nature.

Finn had never been barebacked before. He wanted the first time to be with someone special, not a random hookup from an app. He wanted to go through the whole boyfriend experience, get tested at a facility together, exchange results, and celebrate with a proper date night. Make it a whole thing. He never expected a dilemma like this tonight. Never expected such a large turn of events. The option was still there, he could say no and keep himself "pure", for lack of a better term. He also knew, of course, that Jake would lose his erection again and the night would, at best, end in somber handjobs that had shadows of greater possibilities.

But damn, it felt so good.

Jake pushed in further and slowly pistoned his hips in and out, as he moved back down to hug Finn. "My sexy boy," Jake hilted himself again, but this time there was no barrier between them. Finn felt everything. Every vein and fold of his partner's skin. "Please let me cum inside you."

Finn felt... dirty.... vulnerable... The lion fucked him raw, slow and reserved, as if each movement was asking for consent. Finn knew he needed to say something. He needed to tell him yes or no. Lands, it felt so good when he was this hard. Even at this moderate and deliberate pace, Finn found himself rising back up to that peak of orgasm again. His mind was reeling from the griminess... the primality of it all. He wanted it. Jake must've known he wanted it. The question was: how bad?

"I want you to feel my seed in you," Jake began moving with more speed. Still not up to the velocity he was going before, but enough to really get Finn riled up. "I want to drain every drop into you." The lion's maw was right next to his ear, each heavy breath sent shivers down the ferret's spine, each whisper caused his fur to stand on edge. He could say no– part of his brain was yelling that word– and he even believed it would stop the older, larger man, but another voice in the corner of his mind wanted the lion to continue anyway. A very deranged, horny voice.

Finn was about to say something... anything, but his speech faculties broke down as his buttons were being pressed over and over. He was so close to blasting a load in his jock strap that all that came out were moans and whines.

"You feel so good," Jake whispered between pants. "You feel so much better now."

He was right. This felt better. Jake didn't have to pick up speed or angle himself in any way, the difference was all-encompassing. Finn even pushed back, just to get more of that sensation.

"Doesn't this feel better for you?"

Finn and Jake both moaned with each thrust. Every push was one step closer to that desired end. One step closer to Finn being claimed 'the correct way'. The lion would receive all that he hungered for, and the ferret would receive all that was given.

"Oh, Finn..." Jake began to speed up and push even deeper than before. "I am getting close."

Finn's moans increased in volume and desperation as the older man's bucking reached a reckless pace. All sense of rhythm was gone, and they became two Wild animals together.

"I'm going to breed you, my love."

Finn came. With a loud cry, his ass clenched and his dick spasmed in his jock strap. Jake was guaranteed not to be too long behind him, and that only added to the otherworldly experience that Finn was having.

The older lion latched his fangs onto Finn's shoulder, not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough to signify exactly what they both knew was about to happen. Jake rocked himself in as deep as he could several more times before letting out a growl and hilting himself as far as possible.

Finn felt every pump. He felt hot liquid coating his inner walls. He yowled as the lion's cum flooded deeper and deeper into him. Each rope of raw DNA accompanied by a thrust to give the fluid enough velocity to travel as deep as it would.

After a particularly potent volley of cum poured out of Jake's cock, the man held himself there, hilted as far as biology allowed him to go, licking and kissing the ferret's neck and cheek as the final throbs of his passion abated.

Finn clenched and unclenched his ass on impulse, trying to draw out every bit of essence from his partner, absorbed by the sensations brought upon by the slow, short, and subtle movements of the man on top of him. He was a panting mess and he was utterly exhausted. They were both breathing hard by the end of it all.

After a short time, and after Jake's cock softened enough to fall out of Finn on its own, the older lion rolled off of Finn's back and onto the other side of the bed. Finn felt liquid dribbling down his taint, which elicited a final quake in him.

"You were wonderful," Jake cooed. "Thank you." The lion rested his hand on Finn's side and traced a finger up and down his body.

Finn rotated his head and made eye contact with Jake.

"Sure," Finn said.

He actually wasn't sure how he should feel. It isn't like he hadn't been fucked before. Besides his occasional use of toys that he smuggled past his parents, he fooled around with a friend once. There wasn't a lick of experience to be found between the two and it didn't feel too great. Aaron wore a condom and finished before he could get it all the way in. It was so shameful that they never tried it again and they certainly never talked about it again. As far as experiences go, Finn didn't have a deep well to draw from. He did have dreams, though. Fantasies and ideas about how his life would go...

About how he would find the one.

It's not that he was some pure religious boy that was staying chaste to please some higher deity; no higher deity would likely be pleased with how he lived his life anyway– not even counting tonight's actions. He wasn't planning to save himself for marriage, either. He just wanted it to be... well... not this.

Finn realized he should say something– that he should've said something already was obvious– but nothing came to mind for him to say. He got lost in his thoughts often, so this wasn't unusual, but he also felt the need to reassure Jake– to reassure himself.

A slight tug on his side and Finn rolled over to Jake. An arm and a pillow was placed under his head as the lion pressed his body up against Finn once again, spooning him from behind. The jock strap, wet and sticky from his own cum, was uncomfortable, so Finn pulled it down and off. Jake reached over and grabbed the ferret's balls, giving them a comfortable grope, before moving his hand up and down Finn's stomach and chest, exploring every angle and edge of his torso.

It was nice to be held. Finding out that the lion had no intention of dumping a load in him then kicking him out was a comfort. Finn lined himself up with Jake to make sure every square inch of his back and legs intermingled with the older man's body.

There were no words exchanged, just touches and the occasional lick. Maybe he was giving Finn room to process, or maybe there was nothing to actually process. It isn't as though they had done anything unnatural, in fact it was the most natural thing they could have done.

"You are wonderful, my boy," he whispered.

"Thanks uhhh..." Finn almost forgot he needed to respond. "You too."

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"I did," Finn reached his hand down to hold Jake's. "It was uhhh... It was good."

"I'm glad. You feel very good," Jake interrupted himself to lick Finn's neck. "I would very much like to have you again."

"Oh? Yeah, sure... any time," Finn felt a slight movement against his thigh. "Oh... right now?"

"Not right now," another movement. "Well, maybe. You are so beautiful I can't help it."

Finn never thought the man would be so charming.

"Can you stay tonight?"

"Yeah, I can," Finn said.

"I would like to have fun with you again in the morning."

Now it was Finn's turn to have movement between his legs. "Okay."

"And you will come over again, yes?" It was subtle, but Jake began humping him again.

"Mmmh..." Finn felt the lion behind him harden underneath his tail. "Yeah." He began to match movements with Jake, backing his hips into him once again.

But the energy wasn't there. The hip bucking stopped and boners deflated. That was fine, of course. Finn didn't think he could take another thirty minutes of sex and Jake didn't seem like he had the energy for it either.

When morning came, Finn found the bed empty of the lion. That brief moment of confusion was quelled as he heard the sound of a shower turning on in the connecting bathroom. This would be the perfect chance for him to throw on his clothes and get out of the house without any awkward conversation, if he so chose. Another option, since he was already in his shower garb, was to join the lion and clean up some, and most likely get fucked in the process. Finn was already touched by the morning muse, and the blood rushing through his erect cock made the decision a simple enough one.

When he opened the door to the bathroom, Jake pulled the curtain open to allow him into the stream of warm water. Few words were exchanged while Jake bred him under the shower.

After they cleaned up, Jake made them a healthy breakfast of eggs, chorizo, and tomato scramble with a glass of orange juice. After which, Finn got another load pumped into him over the table.

Finn felt a wet spot on the seat of his pants as he got in his car and waved a farewell to Jake. He shuddered one last time as he pulled out of the driveway, and it wasn't just from the brisk temperature.

As fun as it was fooling around with Jake, and as good as the man was at getting Finn off, it left a lot of questions floating around in his brain. Should he go get tested? Of course, just to be safe... Should he avoid hooking up with Jake in the future? Honestly, depends on the test... Should he stop worrying about this sort of thing and just enjoy what life has to offer? Only to a healthy degree... What was a healthy degree? He would be lying to himself if he said he didn't enjoy it. But lots of enjoyable things are no good. What does it feel like to fuck someone raw like that? Is it truly that much better? Maybe Finn will have to find out one of these days. Would he ever let something like that happen again? Well...

He'd have to think about it.