Wanted Distractions
A pencil tapped lightly against the desk, overtop the fresh, blank sheet of paper. The tiger looked out the window, sighing to himself. The stars shown brightly in the sky, despite the city lights in the background. He was a tiger of average build - at least compared to the rest of the city's inhabinents - with enough muscle tone on his body to be visible. He pushed the pencil eraser against his flat pec, making an imprint. He poked the round, flat eraser again and again until it made a circle form against his chest. He sighed again and let the pencil fall down on the paper again. The poking had done absolutely nothing outside of giving him something to stall his work, looking down that the still blank page.
"I know I said I'd draw more for him, but I know I'm just going to be disappointed with the results." He sighed out loud to himself. Whenever he completed a picture, his friends would rave on about how cute it was, but despite their encouragement, he only rarely felt the urge to start drawing, let alone finish any of them.
"Maybe I need some fresh air." He said out loud, tucking the fact that this was yet another stalling tactic away into the furthest reaches of his mind. He pushed himself out of the chair and walked over to the closet door that hung open lazily. He pulled out a green button up shirt and pulled it over his arms. Next to the pair of khakis he wore, it wasn't fabulous but it was enough for a quick walk down the street. He stepped out his front door, and down the path to the sidewalk.
The city's light shown brightly, illuminating the street much more effectively than the streetlamps themselves did. He idly walked towards them, bringing himself closer to the office buildings and skyscrapers that made up the northern core of the city. His eyes turned upwards to the clear sky, the stars shining downward. His fur ruffled with the brush of cool air that blew through his fur. His fur ruffled with the smack of a hard wall that stood in his path. His eyes turned upwards into the hazy blackness, the stars shining from his eyes.
The tiger shook the dizziness from his mind and looked up towards the wall in front of him. Standing on the sidewalk was a large, imposing bear, wearing a business suit. A dark maroon tie that in the low lighting seemed to match his fur color. The Tiger blushed deeply. He saw against the dark suit something else, below the tie, that matched it's color. The front of his pants were pulled wide open, and just under his belt, through the open slot was a thick, throbbing erection. It loomed over the tiger, threatening to stain his shoes with a thick drip hangng from the end of the length.
"Hey, you need to watch where you're going!" A thick, powerful voice came through. The Bear looked down at the tiger and, for a moment, the striped cat was panicked. Worried that despite the fact the bear was on display that somehow he was the one who had been making trouble. "You smack into me like that, and I might have blown all over you." Suddenly the thick bear laughed. The tiger could see the bear's face clearly. His grin turned upward almost impossibly which made him look like a devil. "Of course, looking at'cha now, you don't seem like you'd mind me blowing all over you, huh?"
The tiger gulped while trying to regain his emotions when the bear held out his hand. He reached up and grabbed the hand, letting the bear pull him up. The bear pulled much harder than the tiger expected, and with purpose - the result of the pull not only lifted the tiger but forced him to smack his face in the bear's chest. His grunt was cushioned by the bear's thick chest, padded by the white shirt and maroon tie that showed through the bulge of his jacket. More than the bear's chest however was the feeling of the long pole pressing into his stomach. Unlike the chest, there was no cloth block the bear's erection from staining the soft white fur of the tiger's belly. His mind raced, wondering what had happened to his green shirt as he felt the goo sticking into his fur, and dared a glance down. The massive erection had somehow pried itself through the open space between the buttons of his shirt. He pulled away and the cock. As if reaching out to grab what it wants on it's own, the bear's manhood ripped the buttons of the shirt open. The tiger blushed deeply, caught off guard by the shirt which opens itself. The shirt fell to the ground from his shoulders, and he backed up very slightly. Slight enough to not break the string of cum that connected his belly to the bear's cock.
"W-we're in the middle of the street." The tiger said out loud mostly to himself. "We should go somewhere private."
"Why should we go somewhere private?" The bear asked with a laugh. It suddenly occurred to the tiger that those words were the first ones he had ever uttered to this man. Despite the fact that there was a massive dick hanging out in front of his nose, and that his chest was bare as a result he had to actively remind himself that they had not even talked of making love to one another or anything at all. The tiger felt like running away, hiding himself away from the bear. The bear only just caught him with his next set of words. "I've been walking with this thing out all night, and all I got were a few catcalls. I think it's time the cat gives me more than that, huh?"
The tiger's face turned completely red. "Out all night." The words rung out in his head again, over and over. The bear reached out and tugged at the big cat's belt. Once loose, the entirety of his pants dropped and pooled around his ankles. His pink boxer shorts stuck out painfully, pressed to it's limits by the erection he only just realized he had been holding this entire time. The bear's fingers slide down carefully, pulling the tiger's dick and balls out of the open slit of the boxers. "Cute. Now we match~" The Bear said, chcukling to himself and pressing his dick forward. The bear carefully lined their cocks up. The Bear was only longer by less than an inch, but he was thicker, and the tiger could feel that the bear's nuts were bigger, too. The Tiger moaned loudly, and feared that if no one was watching them yet, they soon would be.
Whether there were any watchers or not, they stayed silent, and the tiger's mind drifted back to the bear's actions. The bear had reached down, gripping both of their cocks in his hand, and started to pump them both. The tiger could only lean in for support from the bear's chest once again. The slow, methodical pumping soon quickened and the tiger could feel the intense heat coming from the bear's dick. His fist tightened around their cocks and the tiger bit into the tie, trying to prevent himself from grunting like an animal. Suddenly the two of them erupted, cum shooting from both of their cocks. The cum splashed and splattered against the tiger's stomach, and stained the tie and jacket of the bear's suit. He could see the bear's face crunched in on itself, focusing on the same warmth that he felt from the tiger's cock. The bear relaxed again, and his face turned back to that devilish grin.
The tiger pulled away, and the bear nodded a thank you. He took a step to move around as if to walk away, but the tiger grabbed his hand. Despite having cum, his erection was still hard. He took a deep breath and muttered to himself. "I might as well..." He pulled his boxer shorts down, away from his body, and stepped out of the pile of clothing he left behind. The bear blushed seeing the tiger stripping down to his a pair of shoes. The tiger grabbed the half-hard bear-cock, the cum digging between his fingers and coating the length. The bear, without speaking or hearing a word knew the tiger's goal, and to confirm this knowledge, he reached behind the tiger, sliding his cum stained fingers under the tiger's tail. With a moan, he moved in front of the bear, both letting go of each other as he waved his tail in the air.
The bear wasted no time, pressing his cock against the tiger's pink hole. The slick cock pressed in and with a sexual grunt from the tiger, it fit inside with a single smooth motion. The bear had to grab onto the tiger's shoulders to prevent him from collapsing forward in the pleasure, and used his grip on the tiger to help his thrusts. The tiger no longer held any control over his facial movements, his tongue hanging out of his mouth lewdly. He could feel the bear slamming into his ass, the pounding making a satisfied plop. The rhythm of the pounding and the sound soothed the tiger, who felt as if he was melting over the bear's hardness. His legs spread wider, giving more room for the bear to hilt his cock into the tiger's ass. The bear did so, and a new rhythm was added to the bear's pounding- that of his ball sac slapping into the tiger's nuts. The heavy, thick balls felt warm as they bounced into his underside.
The tiger grunted and came, his cum splattering over the streets and sidewalk. The bear continued his movements, digging his cock into the front side of the tiger's cavity. The tiger grunted and moaned, and soon his erection returned. The erection leaked both with the cum from his last orgasms and the pre of a new budding one as his cock slapped against his stomach. The bear's grip tightened on the tiger's arms, and he was pulled back. His back arched over the bear's hips and thick belly. He felt the cloth of the tie press into the back of his head, and his anus began to fill with the hot, sticky liquid hidden within the bear. He could feel the cum shooting down and filling him up. The tiger's cock throbbed into the air, causing more of the tiger's own shots to reach up into the air, attempting to hit the stars. They missed that target, and splashed down across the tiger and bear's chests, making even more of a mess of the beautiful suit.
They could both feel their bodies slowing down, and they spent the next moments panting and breathing into each other and their cocks finally laid down to rest against their thighs. The bear was the first to catch his breath, and he looked down into the tiger's eyes. The tiger's eyes no longer looked up, for he had fallen sleep right then and there in his arms.
The sun shown through the window into the tiger's eyes. The pain of the intense light forced him to cover himself. He grunted, remembering why he had always slept on the western side of his house, and wondered why the sun was attacking him so viciously. He managed to open his eyes with a flutter, letting them get used to the intense light.
"Awake, huh?" Said a older, yet lighter male voice. He tried to glance at the source, and could make out the shape of a man, heavily muscled but thin with sharp ears. He remembered the bear from the previous night, but this form nor voice matched what he remembered. He blinked a few times, trying desperately to hasten his ability to see.
"Where am I?" The tiger asked. "I don't remember you."
"I'm sorry for last night." The figure asked. "My boyfriend just likes cats a bit too much."
The tiger rubbed his eyes and finally he was able to process visual information. The person standing before him was a Puma, obviously male. His chest bulged out, looking almost pillowy, as if he could reach out and squeeze them in the palm of his hand. The light brown fur flicked through his body, making him look absolutely fuzzy. His hands, feet, and ear-tips tapered off into a very dark brown. The only clothing he wore was a white jockstrap. He handed the Tiger a cup of warm coffee before turning around and walking away, his round butt bouncing against itself. The tiger took a sip from the coffee. "Umm, I'm sorry but I don't remember coming here."
"You wouldn't" The puma replied. "You were already asleep. My boyfriend didn't know where you lived so he brought you here instead."
"Oh, I see." The tiger said, letting the conversation drift off into silence. He glanced around the room, the details of which didn't matter at this point in the story, until his eyes drifted back to the puma's butt. He thought about asking more questions, but nothing came to mind specifically. He could already guess that this "Boyfriend" of his was referring to the man he had sex with last night, and considering the tone, the other cat wasn't angry at him. Soon he saw the door open, and the Bear walked in, wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs. Just like last night, the Bear's cock hung out of the briefs, completely erect. The tiger idly wondered to himself if there was any significance to the fact that the bear always left his cock out, especially now that he's seen the bear's lover who seemed to enjoy the underwear that left his ass completely exposed.
"Ahh, I see you're awake. So Did you enjoy last night my little kitten." The bear said, automatically slipping into a seductive voice.
"Little kitten?" The Puma scoffed.
"Come on." The bear said in a half-hearted defense. "You know you're my 'big kitty'."
The Puma sighed and shook his head. "Well, whatever. You know the rules so get out."
"Aww, but-"
"No buts." The puma said, cutting off the bear's objection. "I said out."
The bear slumped his shoulders over, and with a muttered acceptance, he stepped out of the room, the tiger mentally saying farewell to the bare bear erection leaving the room. The tiger pulled the big, fluffed up covered off of himself, revealing that none of his clothes remained on his body. The cat blushed and thought to divert attention to something else quickly. "So, what's that rule you mentioned?" He asked, his curiosity spilling out of him.
"Well," The Puma said, climbing closer to the tiger. He waited until he was lying on the bed, pushing the tiger's legs apart before he continued his explanation. "Since my boyfriend made you cum three times last night, that means I have to make you cum three times before we let you go." His voice ended off with a song-like tone. He dipped his head down between the tiger's legs. The Tiger shot his eyes up to the headboard of the bed. The feeling of a warm tongue thrusting itself between the flab of his butt cheeks. The tiger just dug his claws into the bedsheets and moaned, silently thankful for this distraction from his work.