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This is my first furry story so go easy on me, but I'd appreciate any constructive criticism. It was inspired partly by some of tiger-paws' animations along with some other things I keep well hidden in my own sick and twisted mind...

This story contains incestuous gay sex between a father and his cub son, so if you do not wish to read such filth then briskly depress the "back" button on your internet browser of choice.

There is no "T3h pr0nZ" in the first chapter (unless you can get off by only reading a few lines...), but don't worry! The long second chapter contains a large amount of it! If that's the only thing you're after than feel free to skip ahead.

Chapter 1: Jump in the Fire

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"And, cut!" the director yelled.

I looked down at the tiger below me as I took in a few deep breaths. "Nice job Jake," he said back with a few deep breaths of his own, "I think we got some good stuff there."

"Would you really expect anything less coming from me?" I said back slyly as I slowly began to pull out.

"Nug, hey," the tiger said as my cock finally popped free from his tailhole, "Don't steal my attitude, man. I don't think this company can handle having two of me here."

"Yeah, you're right," I said as one of the sound techs handed me a towel to clean up, "you already drive Kyle crazy enough as it is."

"I prefer to think of it as psychotic persuasion," the tiger said back.

"Really?" I asked with a slight smile, "what exactly are you trying to persuade him of?"

"I don't know," the tiger responded as he stretched out and slowly began to sit up, "it's psychotic, remember? I don't have to have a reason."

That was a typical thing for Brian to say. He was one of the craziest people I've ever met, but he could be absolutely hilarious at times. Even though I almost always came away confused from a conversation with him I still kept going back for more. If you could cut through the craziness he was actually a really cool guy. I've been working with him at Until It Sleeps studios for almost a year now, and we've grown to become really good friends. He's a 23 year old bengal tiger who stands about 5'11'. Even though I consider myself straight he's still a real good looking guy. He wasn't exactly a bodybuilder, but he had some nice muscle definition spread all around his frame. And he had the nicest looking ass I'd ever seen on a guy. When he bent over in front of me and gave his ass a playful little inviting slap... man, I forgot that I was actually straight for the rest of the day. And his other end wasn't all that bad either...

I've been working at Until It Sleeps studios for almost four years now (Kyle, my boss, is a huge Metallica fan, so you can blame the name on him). If you haven't guessed by now we make porn, but it's not just limited to gay porn. We do all sorts of porn: gay, straight, fetish... basically anything that someone would pay to watch. We're not a very large studio, but I've been able to make a decent living off of my thirty year old body for quite a few years now.

My name is Jake and I'm a six foot tall lion. I'm built a lot like Brian (not a body builder but slightly muscular), although I do have a bit more muscle than he does, and my shoulders are a bit more broad in comparison. I've been at Until It Sleeps studios almost since it started, so I'm considered the senior member of the crew around here. I'm kind of like the flagship star of all their movies... or I guess "mascot" would be a better term. The studio isn't all that big so the term "star" doesn't really apply, but we do have a semi loyal fan base. They're enough to pay the bills and keep the new shoots coming in at least.

I've been starring in porn ever since I was 18. It's not for everybody, but I've grown to like it. It's every guys dream to have a job where all you do is have sex, right? I even met my future wife on one of my early shoots (it's hard to be in a relationship after you tell someone you have to sleep with so many other people, but we both understand how it is, and we've been happily married for close to eleven years now.) She works at a different studio, but every now and then we get to do a cross-studio shoot...

Anyway, after I helped Brian up off the bed we both made our way to the small shower in the bathroom to get cleaned up. After I had dried off and put my clothes on I was ready to leave (we had just filmed the last scene we needed to finish our current movie), but before I could make it out of the door I was stopped by Kyle.

Kyle is the founder, manager, director, and basically any other position that needs to be filled at Until It Sleeps Studios. He's a short red-tailed hawk with a slightly thin build, but I base that relative to myself and a lot of the people I work with. In fact, he's probably quite average for his species. I first met him back when I use to work as a freelance porn actor and I did a movie for Dreamweaver Studios. Dreamweaver is one of the bigger studios in the industry so they always had multiple movies filming at the same time. During a scene change in my movie I started talking to a few of the other guys, and one of them, a short red-tailed hawk named Kyle, expressed an interest in starting his own company. I jumped at the prospect of having a reliable job (my son was just starting kindergarten at that point so my wife and I didn't have to be home all the time anymore). I didn't think much of it though until I received a call from him a few months later. He told me that he had enjoyed my work during the shoot and he offered me a job. And, well, here I am.

Kyle was a pretty cool boss to have. At times he could be the most laid back person in the entire world. It was always fun to just relax and share a few beers with him on the weekends while we watch a football game or something. On the other hand, when he went into boss mode, he'd could be found running around at a frantic pace trying to do everything at once, and usually failing at something he was trying to do. It became a spectator sport among the rest of the crew to watch him try to do five things at once and mess something up. But he had a good attitude about it though. He usually laughed it off along with the rest of us when he screwed something up. I don't think he ever feels any real stress, he just likes to act like he does sometimes.

Toady though I felt something different about him. During filming he seemed normal, but now he wasn't in either his laid back or boss mode. He seemed to be in an almost serious mood which was very rare for him indeed. As he came up to me still wearing his black ' DIREKTOR' hat (It was a celebration present from, guess who, Brian after Brian's first movie was produced) and quietly said, "Jake, I want to talk to you about something. Do you have a few minutes?"

"Yeah, sure," I replied a little cautiously. He was almost never this serious about a conversation regardless of which personality he was in. I felt a bit nervous about what he was going to say.

He motioned for me to follow him as he led me out the "secret" exit in the back of the building. Once outside he turned to me and began to talk.

"I don't really want to spill this all on you," he started off slowly, "but due to the economic slump the porn business has been hit pretty hard. I know we just finished a movie, but I'm really not sure how well this one's going to sell. The last few haven't been selling well at all, and we're having trouble keeping the lights on in the studio. Keep in mind that this has nothing to do with your performance or anyone else's for that matter. You've all been doing great. It's just that, in this economy, these types of movies aren't people's number one priorities right now."

The first thing that ran through my mind as I listened to Kyle was 'Oh shit, I'm getting fired, aren't I?'

He took an almost awkwardly long pause before he quietly asked, "You've got a son, right?"

"Yeah," I replied quickly. I figured that it could only help to save my job.

"How old is he?" Kyle asked shortly afterwards.

"He's going to be eleven in December," I replied proudly.

"Great," Kyle said without a whole lot of emotion. "You see, I've been digging around the porn scene a bit to get a feel for what people want to see, and, more importantly, what they're willing to pay to see. In my digging I've recently discovered a big market over in Asia which is dying for some quality content. I've been in contact with a few distributors over in Asia and they're starving for a certain "fetish"..."

I'll admit that I'm not the smartest guy on the planet, but even I could see where this was going. "No, no, No, and NO!" I basically yelled out. "There is no way I'm getting him involved in any of this! I can't even believe that you brought something like this up!"

Kyle stood there silently and took my vocal barrage without even flinching. Once I was done yelling he calmly responded with, "Jake, we've known each other for more than five years now. You know better than anyone that I put the actors first before anything else. I wouldn't have even brought it up if I didn't think it was absolutely necessary. If the sales of this recent movie don't improve, and I don't really see any reason that they will, then we'll have to close down the studio and everyone will lose their jobs. The job market is doing worse than the economy is right now so there's little hope that anyone can easily pick up another job around here. And, I mean this in the absolute nicest way possible of course, but to put it on a personal level, there aren't many other producers who would hire a thirty year old lion when they've got droves of younger kids looking for work."

After a pause he continued, "After talking with some of these distributors in Asia they've assured me that they'll be willing to pay BIG for a decent quality father/son incest movie..."

"Woah, wait a second," I blurted out suddenly, "INCEST movie?!? With MY son?!?"

"Jake," Kyle softly started again after I had calmed down a little bit, "I really hate having to put you on the spot like this. This is really hard for me to ask, you can trust me on that. But you're the only one of the actors I even feel remotely comfortable talking to about this. Times are tough, and I'm doing all I can to try and stay in business here without having to make that movie, but it's just not going to be enough. I hate the idea probably just as much as you do, but it's the only thing I can do right now to save this business and everyone's jobs..."

There was something in his voice that told me he was being sincere. I wanted desperately to hate him and to be disgusted by him, even after all of the good times we'd had together, but I just couldn't do it. He really was doing this only because the studio needed the money, and for some crazy reason I had to sympathize with him. "Why do you have to use MY son?" I asked feeling slightly beaten. "Can't you find another lion boy to do it?"

"No," Kyle said quickly, "All of the distributors I talked to said that they would only accept a genuine father/son incest paring. They said that there is a special chemistry between a true father and son that can't be duplicated by any actors. They also said that they could tell right away if the paring wasn't true. And besides, how am I going to hire another lion cub to do this? We're definitely breaking a few laws here. You're the only person I think I can really trust with this. We're going to have to set up a fake studio to run this through and do some under the table dealing to make this work. But, if that's what it takes to save the studio then I'm willing to take the risk."

"But..." I said weakly, "what about my son... what about me! What'll happen if someone who knows one of us sees the video and sees us..."

"The distributors will only have the rights to distribute it in a few Asian countries like Japan, Thailand, India, and a few others," Kyle replied quickly. "So unless you know someone in Asia I wouldn't be too worried. If a copy or two does make it back over here then only pedophiles will watch it anyway, and I doubt that they'll be willing to come forward and confront you about it if they know you. Besides, we'll have Linda style you up so that you and your son look very different as well. No one will be able to tell that it's you unless they really study the video very closely. You know how good Linda is at styling."

There was a pause before Kyle continued. "They're offering up lots of money for this video you know. They wouldn't give me an exact price without a preview, but the estimates they were talking about... man... it could be as much as twenty times what we normally get for a movie! The studio would have the money to start filming several new movies regardless of how well they actually sell. As for you... You two will be the only ones starring in this one so you'll get, pardon the expression, the lion's share of the revenue. You could probably put your son through college with all the money, or put a down payment on a new house or a new car or anything you want..."

I remained very quiet throughout Kyle's speech, and when he finished I was busy looking down at the ground. I just couldn't look at Kyle right now, but then again I was pretty sure that he was having problems looking at me as well. There was a moment of silence before Kyle softly said, "I know this is a hard decision for you. I don't expect you to give me an answer right now. Take the weekend to think it over. Talk it over with your wife. Heck, talk it over with your son. We're not going to make him do anything he doesn't want to do, and there aren't going to be any weird fetishes involved or anything. The distributors are just looking for some high quality straight up sex with a little story to hold everything together. I... I..."

He let out a long sigh as he refocused his mind. "Jake," he began slowly once again, "No matter what happens I just want to thank you for everything you've done over the years. I know that this probably isn't the time, but..." His voice trailed off and there was a bit of silence before I felt him wrap his wings around me in a hug. There was nothing I could do other than return it.

We silently parted without so much as a passing glance and I heard the hawk go back inside the building. I continued to stand there for some time until I finally felt compelled to get into my car and drive back home.

***

"Rough day honey?" I heard my wife say as I plopped down on the couch the moment I got home. "Did Brian rough you up again?"

I shivered at the thought of that bondage shoot... "No," I said back, "Brian actually bottomed today. It's just that..." I could bring myself to tell her. At least, not yet.

I heard her walk out of the kitchen and slowly creep up behind me. She laid her paws on my shoulders and gently began to give me a massage. I sunk down lower into the couch as I enjoyed her treatment, but eventually I tilted my head back and let our eyes meet.

Her name is Jill and she's the most beautiful lioness in existence. Trust me, I've been with a few good looking ladies in my lifetime so I know what I'm talking about. She stands at about 5'6'' and has the most gorgeous hourglass figure. But it's not just her body that attracts me to her, God knows I've seen a lot of those, it's her personality that gets me every time. Sometimes I feel like the luckiest lion alive...

"So," she said in her normal soothing tone, "what's bothering you then?"

I shifted out of my massage position and invited her to sit down next to me. "It's just that... the studio isn't doing all that well. Kyle's going through some rough stuff and... I just don't know what's going to happen."

"My studio is downsizing a bit as well," Jill replied as she reached for my hand. "We've had to release a few of the less popular actors while we always seem to have less and less projects going on. Times are getting tough for the porn industry all around. But you've known Kyle ever since he started that studio, right? He can't just let you go after you've been with him so long."

"Kyle may not have a choice," I replied as Jill's expression grew a bit more worried. "If we don't start making some money soon he's going to have to close down the studio, and everyone, including me, isn't going to have a job."

After a short pause I heard her say, "Don't worry honey, I'm sure something will come up soon. It always has before."

"Something has come up," I said back to her softly, "It's just that I don't think I can do it."

"Is it another bondage shoot?" she asked holding back a slight smile.

"No!" I said back a bit harsher than I wanted to, "and could you stop reminding me of that!"

"Sorry hun," she said back softly as she placed her other arm on my thigh, "but what is it? How bad could it really be?"

It was then that I told her about what Kyle and I had discussed earlier. At the first mention of my son's name she seemed too shocked to really say anything, but as I went on describing everything else Kyle had said to me I could see the look in her eyes begin to change. By the time I had gotten the main points across she was ready to burst.

"There's no way I'm letting my son do anything remotely like that!" she yelled at me. "What kind of sick freak do you have to be in order to drag a ten year old boy into this and force him to have sex with his father! And I can't believe you even took this seriously! What's wrong with you?" She took a slight pause before continuing. "What's Kyle's number," she said suddenly, "I'm going to give him a piece of my mind."

"Jill, don't," I said as she jumped off the couch and went over to the phone. "He's got enough stuff to deal with. Let him be." She shuffled around near the phone for a while looking for his number, but eventually her emotions began to die down and she sat back down next to me.

"You weren't seriously thinking about doing it, were you?" She finally asked after a long moment of silence.

"I don't know," I replied honestly. "I mean, the last person I'd want to work with on a shoot would be Brandon (that's my son's name). We're not hillbillies so incest doesn't exactly appeal to me very much. I don't like the thought of having to do it any more than you would probably like me doing it. But... but there's this whole money issue. Everyone at the studio is counting on me to secure their jobs whether they know it or not. But it's not just about the studio, it's about us as well - it's about Brandon. If we go through with this then we'll be getting a good bit of money for it. Enough to completely pay for Brandon's college education for example. Would getting all that for a few days of awkward work be worth it? I think that if we handle this correctly Brandon will come out of it all just fine if not better from the experience. He's inevitably going to be exposed to our lives and everything we've done in them, so why not get it out of the way now when we have some control over it and make sure it's a good experience? It's not like we're dealing with any strange fetishes or anything. All we need is a few simple scenes and that's it. I love him just as much as you do, and I'd never do anything to hurt him either physically or emotionally, but... it's tempting."

Jill thought about what I said for a moment before responding with, "No, I'm not going to let you do this. I'm just... I'm just not alright with it. There has to be another way."

"If you've got one make sure to let me know," I replied. There was a long silence between us before I said, "Why don't we ask Brandon what he'd like to do? It doesn't seem fair that the most important person in this discussion doesn't have a say."

"No," Jill replied, "absolutely not. You're not even going to mention this thing to him and that's final!"

Almost as if on cue we both heard the school bus pull up outside our house. Within a few short moments the door opened and in bounded a 4'9'' lion cub carrying his over-sized backpack on his back.

"Hey mom, hey dad," he said as he quickly made his way to his room to drop off his stuff.

"How was school today?" I said before my wife could.

I could hear him digging around in something for a few seconds before he shot out of his room and said, "I got a 97 on my math test today!" He held up the paper for everyone to see.

"That's great," Jill said as she took the paper, gave him a kiss on the head, and went to place it on the fridge.

"Good job kiddo," I said as I went over to him, picked him up, and spun him around a few times before placing him back down on the ground and mimicking my wife's kiss. "You're already smarter than your parents are."

"You're already smarter than your father is," I heard Jill say from the kitchen.

All I could do was smile as I watched Brandon laugh and bounce back into his room.