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I found living in the city to be much more enjoyable than living in the small little town in Indiana where I came from. Back home, you had to drive everywhere if you needed something because everything was so far apart. If you were to drive around in the county I'm originally from, you'd find some small little town, usually with a gas station or two, a few restaurants, a grocery store and some other assorted business and then there was nothing but farmland and forests. Once you got passed that, you would arrive at another small town that looked much the same as the previous one. It wasn't really surprising to me that so many kids I went to school with ended up drinking and even doing meth, because there sure as fuck wasn't anything else to do.

Here in Los Angelas, there was no shortage of things to do and the city never slept. Most important to me, and my wife Vixey, was that no one bothered us. Back in Indiana, everyone seemed to be in your business, though that probably stemmed from not having anything to do too. Given the kind of lives Vixey and I were living, I don't think the people in my hometown would be very approving, and I'm sure there would be gossip and I would get nasty looks when I went into town. Not here. Nobody gave a fuck what you did as long as you weren't bothering them. Here you could be anonymous.

Well, almost.

It was on a Saturday morning and I had already gone for my morning jog and had returned to take a shower. Tim was out of town for the weekend, as were Cal and Carla. Vixey was still sleeping, so I didn't want to disturb her. I was about to sit down and do some reading, when I got an urge for some orange juice. I looked around in the refrigerator, but we didn't have so much of a drop. Sighing, I picked up my set of the apartment keys that I always kept on the kitchen counter and left, making sure to lock up the place.

There was a little corner grocery store just a block away from our apartment, so I just strolled down there and went inside to get my badly needed orange juice. It was a nice little store that the owner, or whoever was working there, always kept nice and clean. I was pretty impressed with their produce section, which was good for me because I ate a lot of fruits and vegetables because I had to worry about my shape. I decided right then that it would probably be a good idea to pick up more than just orange juice. I went back to the front to get a shopping cart and returned to get some produce, selecting some broccoli, cucumbers, carrots and apples. That was probably good enough for now. Then it was time for me to get my orange juice, and I've just gotta say that I'm a bit of a diva when it comes to orange juice. It's always gotta be the Tropicana No Pulp that I pick out. That might sound weird, but its just what I really like. Satisfied that I had everything I needed, I went up to the register to pay.

I got out my wallet and handed the cashier, a fox like myself, a fifty dollar bill and he gave me my change. I hadn't paid any attention to it at the time, but there was a male lion who got behind me in line. For whatever reason, I turned around briefly before I picked up my bags and headed out the door. I wasn't in any hurry, so I just casually strolled down the sidewalk on my way home until I heard somebody calling me from behind.

"Hey," said a voice.

I turned around and saw the lion from the grocery store. I had no idea what he wanted, and the thought crossed my mind that he might try to mug me, but both of his paws were holding plastic bags with his grocery items and he didn't appear to have any weapon on him.

"Yeah?" I said, still suspicious of his motives.

"Look," said the lion, stopping just a few feet away from me. "This might seem like a weird or even offensive question, but do you work in porn?"

I was a little surprised by the question since no one had ever asked me that since I moved to LA, though I wasn't offended at all by the question. "Yes I do," I told the lion.

"Wow," said the lion, smiling. "I saw you in the grocery store back there and I just knew it had to be you."

I grinned at him. "I take it you like my work?"

"Hell yeah," said the lion. "I think I've got all your videos downloaded on my computer. At least I think it's all of them."

"Thanks," I said. I guess it never occurred to me that someone would admire my videos so much, but then again, if nobody was buying them, I wouldn't have a job in that field.

The lion sat his grocery bags down on the sidewalk. "My name's Justin," he said, giving me his paw.

I sat my bags down too. "I'm Phillip," I said, shaking his paw. "But you can call me Phil if you want."

"Okay, Phil," he said, still smiling. "You mind if I walk with you?"

I looked him over, trying to figure out if he was up to anything nefarious. It quickly dawned on me that if he just wanted to rob me, he would have done so without asking the question about me being in porn. As for the topic of porn, I was kind of proud that someone had actually recognized me from what I do and told me they have all my videos.

"Sure," I said. "I just live a blcok away."

We both picked up our groceries and headed to my apartment building. Justin decided to talk to me more about my work.

"I really like the videos you've done with that tiger," he said.

"That's Tim," I said. "He actually lives with me and my wife."

"You're married?" he said, sounding completely blown away by that.

"Yeah," I said. "For about a year now."

"Does your wife know that you and Tim work in gay porn?" he asked.

I laughed. "Of course she does," I said. "She was the one who really encouraged me to go into that line of work."

"Damn," said Justin. "I would have never thought that a wife or girlfriend would approve of that sort of thing. I know my girlfriend wouldn't."

"So you're bisexual then?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he said as we got near the front entrance of my building. "She doesn't know."

"Plenty of guys in the gay porn business are bi," I said. "Lot of them are even straight guys who just need the money."

"Would have never guessed that about the straight guys," said Justin. "I would have always thought that doing gay porn would have made a straight guy sick to his stomach."

"Ah, they're usually pretty uncomfortable at first, but they get over it," I said as I rummaged around in my pocket to make sure I still had my keys.

"So," said Justin. "You like working in porn?"

"Love it," I said. "It pays really well and I get to fuck around with other guys."

"Must be nice, getting good money and sex," said Justin.

I could hear the longing in Justin's voice and could tell that he must have really wanted the opportunity for both of those things. I looked at the front entrance. Here is where Justin and I would have probably gone our separate ways, possibly never to see each other again, but an idea came to me right then and there.

"Justin," I said. "You have anyplace you have to be soon?"

"Not really," he said. "My girlfriend's working today, so I'm just gonna be sitting at home by myself, probably beating off to one of your videos."

"In that case," I said. "Would you like to come up with me and meet my wife?"

He was awestruck by my offer. "You serious?"

"I certainly am," I said. "Come on, come up to my apartment. We'll put your groceries in the refrigerator while you're visiting."

We entered the apartment together and put our groceries away and went out to the living room. By that time, Vixey was up and reading her Kindle Fire HD that I bought her last week. She looked up and saw that it wasn't just me who'd entered our home.

"Hi sweetie," she said, turning her Kindle off. "Who's your friend?"

"This is Justin," I said. "I met him down at the grocery store. Justin, this is my wife, Vixey."

"Hi, Vixey," he said.

"Hi, Justin," said Vixey.

"He recognized me from my brilliant cinematic appearances," I said, grinning at her.

"Is that so?" she said, laughing. "Well, I'm sure you made Phillip's day when you told him that you recognized him."

"He really made my day when he told me he's bought every video I've ever been in," I said.

"Why, thank you for that," said Vixey. "All those purchases help put food on our table and a roof over our head."

"Glad to help," said Justin. "Your husband is my favorite porno actor."

"He's mine too," said Vixey, giving him her best vixen grin.

"After Justin told me he admired my work, we got talking and I decided to invite him upstairs," I said. "His girlfriend is at work today."

Vixey saw the little wink I gave her and knew right away what I was up to. She winked back at me, but I'm not sure if Justin even noticed. I sat down on the couch next to my wife and told Justin to make himself comfortable. He sat down on what I would consider "my chair", though everyone used it.

"So," I said, crossing my right leg over my left thigh. "You know all about my work, Justin, but what do you do?"

"I'm in construction," said Justin.

"Sounds like hard work," I said.

"It can be," he said, shrugging. "I've got a union gig, so I make pretty good money."

"I should hope so," I said. "Working like that you should be adequately compensated."

"Thank you," said Justin. "I'm just glad that the weather is usually so good in LA. You live someplace colder and you're lucky to get much work during the winter aside from remodeling indoors."

"I would imagine so," I said. "You stay busy most of the year?"

"Pretty much," he said. "There's been times I go a month or so without work, but I just have to make sure I've got money saved up."

"Sounds wise," I said. "After all, you wanna make sure you have enough money to buy my videos."

He blushed. I could tell that I was probably making him a little uncomfortable, so I thought it best to help him relax. "Justin," I said. "No need to get embarrassed. Remember me telling you that the tiger, Tim, Lived here?"

"I remember," he said.

"You remember some of the stuff I've done with the cougar and white wolf?" I asked.

"Course I do," he said. " What about them?"

"Cal, the cougar and his wife live here with us," I said. "Wally the white wolf drops by pretty regularly."

"Damn," he said. "You guys are certainly open."

"We sure are," said Vixey. "Phillip and I are completely open about what we do."

"I wish my girlfriend shared your attitude," said Justin, a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"Justin," I said. "Do me a favor, would you?"

"I'll try," he said.

"Just think for a little bit about the reason I asked you up here," I said.

I watched him go from being confused, but seeing the gears grinding away inside his head. Gradually his eyes grew wide as dinner plates. "Whoa," he said. Are you asking me to do what I think you are?"

"I am," I said. "But only if you're comfortable with it."

He scratched at his head for a few seconds and got to his feet. "Fuck yeah, I want to," he said, now smiling. "I mean, holy shit, I get to do something with my favorite porno actor! What are the odds that would ever happen again?"

"I don't know," I said, grinning. "I'm not a statistician."

He laughed. "You've got a pretty good sense of humor, Phil, not to mention a smoking hot body."

"Why, thank you, sir," I said. "And now, how about we go back to the bedroom where you can get a much more view of my smoking hot body than you ever have?"

"Lead the way," he said.

"Vixey," I said. "You'll be joining us, right?"

"Of course," she said. "You know how much I like to participate."

"Damn," said Justin. "Just damn."

I smiled at the lion. Something told this was going to be the happiest day of his life.

In the bedroom, Vixey and I quickly threw our clothes off, but I noticed Justin was a little hesitant. I went over to him, my cock already hard and sticking straight out.

"You okay?" I asked him.

"Yeah," he said. "But I've got to tell you something."

"Shoot," I said.

"I've never done it with a guy before," he said, as if he were confessing to a crime.

"First time for everything," I said. "You'll be fine. Just trust me."

He slowly pulled his shirt off, revealing that the job of working in construction will put some muscles on you. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down. Stepping out of them, he had only his underwear, a pair of white briefs, on his body.

"Go on, big guy," said Vixey as she stood beside me.

Justin pulled his underwear off and threw it in a pile with the rest of his clothes. He looked at Vixey and me and appeared to be almost at a loss as to what to do.

"So," he said. "What next?"

"You're our guest," I said. "Whatever you wanna do."

"Could," he said, trying to find the right words. "You mind if we make out for awhile, Phil?"

"Not at all," I said. My whole kissing other guys was kind of strange when I look back on it. At first, I was far more comfortable sucking cocking and topping than I was making out with another male. Probably sounds absurd to some people, but that was just how it happened to me.

I had Justin lie on his back in the middle of the bed while I got on top of him. Vixey laid down on her side to the right of us, propping her head up to watch our little show. Justin closed his eyes as I licked at his face. Just from the way he was breathing and the sounds he was making I could tell this was a dream come true for him. He put his arms around me and our muzzles locked together. He was really getting into now. Our tongues swirled around together and I have to say, I was really getting a rush from doing it with a guy who had never known how much fun male on male intimate contact could be. I broke our kiss and moved down to his chest, licking at the fur there. He moaned out loud when I put my paw on his cock and stroked it.

"First time another guy ever put a paw on my dick," he said.

"But it won't be the last," I said, moving down to the target area. With his cock still in my paw, I got down to where I wanted to be and gave the lion a good, long lick. I was just about to open my mouth to take it in when I saw something shooting out of it and onto my face.

"Sorry," he said. "I got too excited."

Vixey handed me some tissues from on the nightstand and I wiped my face off. "That's okay," I said. "I know you lions are pretty quick to recharge."

He laughed. "Yeah, we are," he said. "In the meantime, you mind if I return the favor?"

"Not at all," I said. "Bet you've wanted to do this for a long time, haven't you?"

"I have," he said. "And now I get to suck my favorite porno actor's cock."

"Pleasure's all mine," I said, trading places with him.

I got on my back and saw him going down to my cock. He carefully placed his paw on it, I'm sure having never touched another male down there before. I just put my arms back and felt Vixey's paw scratch at the underside of my muzzle. We both took in the sight of Justin going from touching, to rubbing, to licking and finally to sucking. I'd been sucked off by plenty of felines before and knew that they possessed dry, very sandpaper-like tongues. It wasn't a bad feeling though because there was still some saliva there and the texture was certainly making my penis a very happy camper as Justin went about his work. I could hear him whimpering with joy, he was enjoying this so much. Weird as it might sound, at that moment, I kind of felt sorry for him because of what he'd told me. He had a girlfriend who had no idea about his gay side, and it probably was very difficult for him to go about watching my videos, hoping that she wouldn't catch him one day. I was lucky that I had a wife who was completely comfortable with me being bisexual and there were never any problems that arose from that, or from her playing around with females or even having sex with guys other than me. If our marriage wasn't perfect, it was damn near perfect and that was good enough for me.

Justin kept sucking away at my cock. He was clearly having no regrets about going through with this and I was just glad that the guy was having such a good time. Really, I kind of felt like I owed him this much after what Vixey said about the purchases of my videos providing for our lifestyle. Ah, that tongue of his was really working wonders on my cock right then. I hadn't busted a nut yet that day, so it didn't take more than five minutes for me to dump a load right into Justin's maw. I was sure to warn him to get ready for what I was about to send his way, not knowing how he'd react to having my vulpine seed sprayed into his mouth. I was pretty impressed that not only had he managed to take it all down, but he was able to gulp down a pretty big load at that. Exhaling contentedly, I saw him wipe the remainder of my cum from his lips.

"That was absolutely, positively, fucking incredibly awesome," he said. "Thank you, Phil. Thank you,"

"No," I said. "Thank you, after all, you were the one sucking me off. Isn't it proper etiquette for the one being sucked off to thank the one who sucked the, Vixey?"

"I do believe so," said Vixey. "Phillip's just trying to be gentlemanly, Justin."

Justin laughed. "Hey, uh," he said. "You know how you talked about us lions being quick to reload."

"Yes?" I said.

He pointed at his again hardened member. "I ready to go again, if you wanna try sucking."

"Now boys," said Vixey, pretending to pout. "You haven't forgotten about me, have you?"

"Of course not, my sweet vixen," I said, giving her a kiss. "You wanna have Justin fuck you?"

"I do," she said, giving me a sweet little smile.

"You okay with that, Justin?" I said.

"Hell yeah," he said. "I've always heard vixens were wild in bed."

"We are," said Vixey. "And lucky for you, this vixen happens to be a great big slut too."

Justin chuckled. He was about to get down to mount Vixey when I tapped him on the shoulder. He looked over at me. "Yeah?"

I pointed down at my crotch. "I guess I must have some lion blood in my DNA, cause I'm sporting some wood again. You up for a little lion sandwich?"

"You mean that you'll top me when I'm fucking Vixey?" he said.

"Precisely," I said.

"Sure," he said. "You got any lube? I'm probably pretty tight back there."

"Way ahead of you," I said, reaching into the drawer of the night stand. I took off the cap and lathered my cock up and put some on Justin's pucker. He shivered from having the cold liquid placed in such a sensitive area, but I told him it would warm up really quick. I had him sink his bone into Vixey before I climbed aboard myself. I told him to stay still while I entered him, not knowing how he would react to being anally penetrated for the first time in his life. I sank a few inches in, and god he was tight! I didn't hear any complaints, so I took to thrusting away and so did he. The "sandwich", as it was called, was one of the favorite sexual positions of both Vixey and I. It involved just what we were doing right now. I would fuck a guy while he would fuck Vixey. The first few times we tried it, it was pretty awkward, but practice makes perfect, and we were grand masters now. We were even capable of making sure the one being sandwiched didn't lose his balance or even feel uncomfortable.

Our super large bed mattress bounced up and down as Justin plowed at Vixey's cunt and I plowed away at his tight feline ass. I watched Justin's mane flop all around as he went hammer and tongs at it, making Vixey cry out for more. Well, he certainly knew how to please a lady. As I said before, there was never any jealousy or greed or any other negative emotions associated with Vixey and I having these little threesomes, or foursomes, or however many were involved. It was all fun and pleasurable to us.

I had known that lion's were capable of reloading their baby gravy pretty quick, and the other thing I knew about their cocks was that they typical didn't last too long in bed, so I wasn't surprised when Justin roared out loud during his orgasm after a short while. He still kept himself inside of Vixey as I plowed away, my nut sack slapping against his muscular feline butt. He growled, but never once expressed even the slightest bit of discomfort. I must have been inside him more than twice as long as he'd been inside of Vixey when I finally came for the second time that day. I pulled my cum covered cock out of his ass and handed him some tissues so he could clean himself off.

"That was really fun," I said. "Isn't often I get to take an anal virgin."

"You guys have been so cool to me," said Justin. "Thank you."

"We thank you," said Vixey. "You just keep buying those videos, okay?"

"I never planned to stop," said Justin, laughing.

"Before I forget," I said, taking out a yellow notepad and pen from the nightstand. "Let me give you this." I wrote down my cell number and handed it to Justin so he could put it in his pocket.

"Wow," he said. "So, guess you guys wanna do this again?"

"But of course," I said. "Always looking for more playmates."

"Cool," he said. I saw him put the number in his pants pocket and pick up his white briefs. He managed to put one leg in when I stopped him.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"Oh," he said, looking over at me. "I thought we were done."

"Not if you don't want to be," I said. "We don't have any plans, and you said that your girlfriend's at work today, so why not enjoy more of our hospitality?"

"Sure," he said, coming back to the bed.

So, here Vixey and I were with a new member to our little sex club, and all because I just had to have some orange juice on a Saturday morning and ran into someone who loved my work. Lucky us, but lucky Justin too.