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Davey was pretty quiet the next morning, and I started to worry for the first time about how much trouble he could make for me at work if he wanted to. Our company was based in Mississippi, pretty conservative. Both our bosses would probably take a dim view of any complaints that were sexual in nature, especially between males. Saying anything about what we'd done would probably get us both fired, but he was young and may not have realized the implications.

We headed to the final training session without saying much of anything to each other.

The last day of training concluded with a workshop that Davey ran completely on his own. This was one of the key things that would show me that he was ready to be a team leader, and I thought he did very well. The trainees liked him, he answered their questions, and he knew the material cold. His workshop lasted until early evening.

When he was done, Davey excused himself to go out for the night while I wrapped up the event. I was a little disappointed to see him go, but maybe it was for the best.

The trainees were now "graduated", and were ready to go back to their home territory and sell product. I gave out their certificates, shook their paws, and all but patted them on the head. By the time the last one left for their flights home, I was panting and exhausted.

Returning to the room after a quick dinner, I was surprised to find Davey already back. He was sitting on his bed reading a book, naked except for a bath towel wrapped around his waist. I noticed that he had stripped all the covers off his bed, leaving only the sheet that he was sitting on top of.

"Well hey," I said, "I didn't think you'd be back so soon." I hung up my suit jacket. "Not going out for one last night before you go home?" Davey looked up from his book.

"Nah, I'm beat," he said. "I thought I'd come back here and relax instead. To be honest I didn't think you'd be back either. I ordered one of those in-room massages. It sounded sweet in the brochure."

"Nice!" I barked cheerfully. "Well I can clear out of here when the masseuse arrives. What time is your appointment?"

"Appointment?" Davey asked, confused. "I just left her a message on the gym's voicemail downstairs a few minutes ago. I figured she'd come up." He put his book down.

"Oh, no," I said, shaking my head. "That's not how it works. I got one when I was here last year. You have to get on her calendar, she's a very busy lioness! They're usually all booked for the day by lunch, so by now she'd be out at appointments. She won't get your message until tomorrow at this rate."

Davey's ears drooped, looking crestfallen. He didn't say anything else for a while. I kicked my boots off, then took my shirt off and hung it up in the closet.

"Awww, that sucks," he finally said with a sigh. "I was looking forward to getting a massage. I've only had one before but it was very relaxing."

"Maybe you can get one in the morning before your flight home?" I suggested. "If you call first thing in the morning---"

"Nah," Davey sighed. "I'm too wound up before a flight anyway. It really should have been tonight." The worried look returned to his whiskered face. "I'm such an idiot, why don't I think these things through?" He slumped down onto the bed, looking dejected.

I stopped packing for a moment, a small shiver running through me as I considered the possibilities.

"Well," I began, "I could do it." I looked at him. "If you want."

"You could do... what?" he asked, looking perplexed.

"Give you a massage," I chuckled. Davey looked skeptical. "No really! I took a few workshops in college, and I used to be pretty good at it. There was a time when my work was quite in demand, as I recall. Anyway it's a good skill to have for 'the ladies'." I smirked at him.

"You are joking!" Davey laughed nervously. I could tell that he was thinking about what we had done last night in the gym shower. I certainly was.

"Nope! Deadly serious," I said. "Anyway I've got nothing better to do. I was probably just going to watch HBO all night. C'mon, lay down and I can give you a sample. Free of charge!"

"You are messing with me," he said, but he did as I asked, scooting down so that he was laying flat on his back on the bed. The towel bunched up awkwardly around his hips.

"You'll see," I said. "I think I saw some massage oil in the toiletry basket. Be right back."

I ducked into the bathroom and grabbed a tube of massage oil from the row of little bottles on the counter top. It was lavender-scented; not entirely appropriate for Davey, but it would have to do. As I returned from the bathroom I flicked the room's thermostat to its maximum setting. Heat began to fill the room quickly, counter-acting the air-conditioned chill.

When I returned to the bed Davey was staring up at the ceiling, his eyes wide. I walked around to the near side of the bed and knelt on the floor next to him.

"Okay okay, don't be nervous," I said. "It won't work unless you can relax." I poured some of the massage oil into my paws and rubbed them together to warm it up. "Maybe you should close your eyes."

Davey took a breath and did as I directed, closing his big gold eyes and then exhaling slowly. I leaned forward and put my oiled paws on his chest, rubbing it into the fur around his firm pectoral muscles. I was gentle at first, but then applied more pressure as I pushed my paws into his chest and slid his muscles slowly back and forth to loosen them.

As I worked I couldn't help but look over him. His eyes were still closed, his ears relaxed and expressionless for the first time since I'd met him. His large, furry chest rose and fell with his breathing, pressing softly up against my paws as I massaged his muscles. I wanted to lean down and kiss him right then, but I didn't dare.

First I did the right side, then the left, working my way across his chest. I moved on to his arm muscles, which were so big I could barely get my own large paws over them. I squeezed his left deltoids rhythmically, working the knots out of them before moving further down to those bulging biceps.

Davey's eyelids flickered and he sighed as I put more pressure on him. I felt a knot of tense muscle in his bicep under my fingers and gradually increased the force on it even more. Davey's arm straightened involuntarily and he winced a little.

"Breathe into it," I said, "slowly." He inhaled slowly and I held the pressure on his arm, waiting for the muscle to relax. I kept holding it, absent-mindedly running my other paw lightly down Davey's chest and stomach, feeling his exposed abdomen. He didn't stop me.

He kept up the slow breathing and eventually the muscle relaxed, finally letting my fingertips sink into his softening bicep. He sighed again as I slid my paw down, massaging his forearm. Then I moved to his other arm and began again.

"Ungh, that felt really good," he said. "I didn't even know I had a knot there until you got rid of it."

"You see, I know what I'm doing," I said with a smile. He shifted a little bit on the bed, sliding a little bit closer to me. The fur of his arm just slightly brushed my naked stomach as I leaned over him.

"Rob?" he asked.

"Yeah, Davey?"

"How did I do this week? With training, I mean."

"I thought you did very well," I replied, truthfully. "You certainly know your stuff. When it's time for you to run these events on your own, you'll do fine."

"So do you think I'll get the team lead promotion after this?"

I stopped rubbing. "So you knew about that, eh?" I asked. "You knew I was considering you?"

"Well," Davey said. He opened his eyes and looked at me as I leaned over him, seeming slightly abashed. "I'd heard from Kathy that you would be picking someone this week, but you've been here with me the whole time so I figured I must be the candidate. Is it me?"

"Yeah, it's you," I said. Then it hit me. The flirting, the kissing, the shower. "So I guess that explains why you've been so... friendly with me this whole week." I went cold, even in the growing heat of the room.

I felt like a fool.

"No!" he said, stammering and leaning forward as if to get up. "I mean... What I mean is, I didn't... it's not..." he flopped back down.

"Out with it, kiddo," I demanded. He sighed.

"Kathy and I are friends from when she was in the Denver office," he confessed. "She told me she'd help me get the promotion. I thought she meant that she'd like, pass you my resume or something." He chuckled. "I was confused when she booked us in a room together, but when I saw you looking at me in the bathroom on the first night, I realized what she was up to."

"That devious little bitch!" I said ruefully. "Well she does know my type, I'll give her that." I dropped my arms to my sides and started to get up. "Well you've got the job. You don't need to pretend to like my massages."

"Wait!" Davey said, grabbing my wrist in one of his big paws as I tried to stand. "You don't have to stop. I mean," he paused. "I don't want you to stop," he finished quietly. He sighed. "I guess I've screwed this up, too."

I looked at him. His paw was still grasping my forearm. He looked straight into my eyes. The worried look had returned to his soft face, his ears sad. I felt a blush of heat in my cheeks as I looked at him, lying there in front of me with a pleading look in his eyes. I knelt back down. He let go, looking relieved.

"So what really happened after karaoke the other night?"

"Well I was really drunk," he said defensively. "And you were an asshole. I remember that much. But then you really were a good kisser. It felt... good."

"Uh huh. And the shower last night?" I pressed.

"That was hot as hell," he said with a grin. "I mean, I've never been with a male before and it's not really my thing. But the way you... the way we..." he blushed. "Nobody's made me feel like that before. It was..." he trailed off.

"Okay, okay," I said, laughing. "Anyway I'm through here. Roll over and I'll do your back." Davey flashed his goofy smile and wriggled onto his stomach, ignoring the towel as it fell away from him.

The room had gotten hot enough that I was starting to pant a little. Davey was propped on his elbows lying on the bed before me, his round, tight ass tantalizingly exposed.

I added more oil to my paws and began to rub his thick, powerful shoulders. I had to stand up and lean over him to get a good angle.

"Mmm, that's nice," he purred, letting his neck go limp as I worked. I could feel the heat of his long, supple feline body under my paws. I moved my fingers gently down the sides of his neck, thinking as I went about how much I wanted to kiss that spot right behind his ear. I could feel my cock hardening as I thought about it, my nose filling with his scent mixed with the smell of the oil.

In retrospect it felt completely natural to simply shuck off my pants and climb onto the bed. I knelt over his bare ass, almost sitting on him. He started to look back at me as I straddled him in my black briefs, but I leaned my weight forward and pushed his shoulders onto the bed. His elbows collapsed and his face whumped down onto the bed with a grunt. He closed his eyes and smiled, submitting to me as I held him down.

I moved one paw down his back, rubbing the tense spots out of his defined back muscles as I went. I let the massage oil soak his fur and smooth the friction of my strokes. I was getting Davey very slick all over.

Eventually I reached his lower back, which I massaged gently with one paw while I continued to gently squeeze the back of his neck with the other. He purred softly.

I planted my paw on the bed next to him, leaned down, and began to gently kiss Davey's neck, just as I'd wanted to all day. All week, really. He purred a bit more loudly as I moved my paw down from his lower back and slid it into the middle of his little round butt. Purring gave way to moaning as my slick fingertip began to explore his hole.

I kissed further down his neck as I fingered him. I knew that he could feel my warm breath on his back even as he felt me working his ass, loosening him up. I smelled his scent, burying my nose in his soft fur. I felt the tip of my finger slide part way into him, and with each little circular motion he took a bit more.

Davey shifted under me. He moved his arms above his head and also spread his legs slightly. Immediately I felt the tension inside him ease, and with a groan my finger slid all the way into his tight round ass.

"That's very good," I growled softly, sliding my finger around inside of him. I found his spot, which had already swelled from his own stiff erection. But instead of massaging it, I pulled my finger out and immediately slid back into him, this time with two fingers.

Davey gasped, but he took it, a little more easily this time. I could feel the pressure of his ass around my fingers decreasing as I stretched him out. I worked my two fingers into him, pushing against his cock from inside and sending little shivers of pleasure through him with each caress.

Keeping my fingers inside him, I let my knees slide back and lay down on top of him, making him take most of my weight. I pushed his tail out of my way and pressed my hips between his legs, spreading them wide open for me. I kept on licking his neck as I fingered him like that for a while. His purring and moaning continued for what seemed like hours.

"Well now," I said eventually, "I think you're ready for one last training session."

"Hmmm?" he replied, sleepily. I stopped fingering him and pulled the waistband of my briefs down. This finally freed my stiff cock, which I stroked a few times with my oily paw. It quickly became very slick, and I pressed the tip of it against his loosened hole.

"Wait! Are you going to---" he started to say, squirming. But since I was already lying on top of him, he couldn't really squirm much. I pressed even more of my weight down onto him, and then, with an extremely satisfying thrust, I buried my cock deep into his ass.

Davey let out a small yelp as I slid inside him. I moaned and growled at the sheer sensation of it, and I realized that I had been wanting to fuck Davey since the moment I saw him. He felt almost painfully tight, even after the time I spent loosening him up. I could tell that he really had never taken a dick before.

"Just relax and take me," was all I could manage to whisper, and he seemed to. I could feel him stop tensing underneath me, and the pressure on my thick cock from his tight ass eased up slightly. I shifted my weight and began to rub my cock against the inside of him rhythmically, making him moan with each slow, gentle little stroke.

"Yeah, I thought you might like that," I said with a smile. I propped myself up on my arms so I could look down at his back as I slowly fucked him. Davey lay beneath me, his fur shimmering in the soft lamplight. His eyes were closed and his muzzle was open, panting and moaning softly in time with the motions of my cock sliding in and out of him. His arms were stretched out over his head, limp.

"Ohhhh, god..." Davey breathed. I put my paws on his waist, holding him in place, and let my rubbing gradually become thrusting. He had stopped struggling by this point. I pushed my cock into him a bit harder and a bit faster, pulling out a bit more each time. After a couple minutes I was drawing the full length of my long, thick cock out of him and then shoving it all the way in to the knot each time.

Davey winced at this treatment, moving his arms down beside him (which had the effect of flexing those beautiful biceps) and grabbing the sheet in his fists. God he felt tight. I could tell that his own cock was rock hard from the pounding I was giving him.

"Oh goddddd..." Davey whispered again, his voice strained.

"You're doing very well so far, Davey."

"So... far?"

"Oh yes. You're almost there. You're just going to do one more thing for me."

"I..."

I started fucking him even harder now, shifting on top of him so that my cock was shoving straight into his spot with every thrust. I pinned his arms down with my paws, laying the weight of my chest on him and nipping lightly at the back of his neck with my sharp canines. Davey grunted under my weight, but he was completely pinned and could now do nothing except take the fucking I was giving him.

My knot was now really swolen, almost painfully hard. I could tell that I was about to tie him so I pushed my dick as hard as I could into him one last time. Davey cried out as the knot passed through his hole, feeling impossibly tight as it popped in and locked inside him, trapping him under me. He was totally my bitch now.

I could feel the heat of my load building up inside me as I got close to cumming. His ass was tightening up as he also got close. His body flushed with heat, his spot swelling as my knot filled the inside of him. He started to moan more, and louder, although I don't think he realized he was doing it.

"Now," I said, whispering into his ear as I lay on top of him, "You're going to cum. Cum for me, Davey."

Davey gasped and arched his back, and I let my thrusts pound into him harder as he flexed one last time. Shivers were going through him like little shock-waves with each motion, his sheath rubbing underneath us on the sheet.

"Oh god I'm---" he started to say, and then with a grunt I felt him blow his load. His achingly hard cock squirted thick, hot cum into a sticky pool squashed between the sheet and his soft belly. I felt him climax again and again, gushing pulse after pulse out of him with each of my thrusts.

The thrill of tying him and fucking the cum out of him immediately pushed me over the edge. With a growl I buried my cock deep into his ass one last time and let it spray my own hot, sticky load into him. Davey whimpered as my knot swelled even larger, straining his ass as I filled him with my cum.

I gasped and coughed at the overwhelming feel of it, still pushing my cock into him a little more with each pulse of my orgasm. Davey gasped too, breathless as I held him down and made him take my cum, load after load of it. He lay there limp underneath me, pinned and helpless as I filled him up.

I felt my strength failing and I gradually relaxed as the orgasm subsided. Eventually I just lay down on top of him, still tied but exhausted. I stopped holding him down and we just lay there together. I nosed and kissed the back of Davey's neck gently, holding him in my arms. I felt my alertness slipping away, my head swimming with half-dreamed thoughts as I distantly felt his heat underneath me and surrounding me.

I don't know how much time passed before we finally stirred.

"That was like nothing I've ever felt before," he whispered. I kissed his neck again and he purred appreciatively. Although mostly soft I could tell that we'd still be tied for a while longer, so I just held him like that.

"You were very impressive," I panted into his ear with a small smile. "I can't believe you took me like that."

"I didn't think I could!" he exclaimed, chuckling.

"Well in that case, I'm glad I could persuade you," I said, and gave his ear a playful nip. He laughed softly.

He was gone when I woke up the next morning. He'd had an early flight, I remembered, so he must have left at dawn. I packed my things and caught a cab to the airport. I smiled the whole morning, already planning my next training trip with Davey.