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Among the cloud of smoke sat two friends one tiger and the other a hyena. A television played a movie, one of those low budget, fresh out of college sort of movies. The LED lights cast a halo around them both and washed the room in white flickers. Half finished pizza remained untouched in its greasy box accompanied by a couple empty bottles of beer. Their shirts laid across the armrests while their pants remained pooled around their lazy legs. Special cigarettes lit and held between their fingers burned bright as they inhaled the smoke. Glazed, bloodshot, eyes stared at the images on screen but neither of them paid attention to it. Bodies relaxed into the cushions as if they were manufactured with the couch, the only sign of life was when they took a puff.

Jared smacked his lips before he leaned forward to put out his joint, the thin roll slipped easily into the neck of a bottle. The hyena sighed and planted his hands into the couch and made an effort to stand. Arms flexed for a moment before they relaxed and he fell back into a comfortable lean. Tongue continued to lick across black lips before he began to stand again.

"Man, this shit has my mouth drier than a desert," Jared said.

"Yeah man," Shawn replied.

"Yeah."

Without another word the hyena was able to accomplish the impossible. With a slight wobble Jared was able to stand and stretch his long body out until a vertebrate popped. All the while his friend's head turned away from the television to stare at his friend's body. Particularly, his interest seemed to be what hid beneath the hyena's boxers that lacked the distinctive bulge he was used to. Not that he looked at many dude's packages in the locker room.

"You don't notice it until it isn't there," Shawn commented.

"Tsk, you looking at my crotch again dude," Jared cackled.

"Just my catty nature. You know what they say, curiosity--"

"Yes, we all know that one," Jared interrupted.

The spotted hyena walked passed his friend and placed his hand over the tiger's face as he passed.

The tiger snickered and wiggled out of his friends palm, "hey man watch it dude."

"Pfft, why? You've been watchin it all night pussycat," Jared said and moved into the kitchen.

The tiger made a noise as he thought of a proper comeback, but when he couldn't think of one his eyes turned to the bong.

He leaned forward and reached for the grinder and bowl, "you gonna want another hit?"

"Course I do, it is the weekend," Jared called back.

A few clinks of glass echoed from the kitchen followed by the sound of a faucet. A freezer door opened but didn't close, though that detail was lost on Shawn. The tiger's emerald eyes were focused on the finely, ground, herb. Finger pinched the bud and began to pack the bowl full of fresh weed. Rounded ears flicked as an idea crossed his mind. Gingerly, he unscrewed the bottom of the grinder, tail flicked in slight agitation. The struggle to not spill the ground bud was a mission to him. But as the silver bottom came loose of the screw threads his ears flicked forward and his lips curled to a wide smile. The yellow powder coated the bottom collected over several months of use.

"Ohoo we're gonna get fucked," he said to himself.

He set the base down and grabbed something to scrape the potent keif with. Shawn added it to the bowl before he put it back into the bong. Jared had not returned, the hyena forgotten in the moment. The tiger grabbed his lighter and brought the mouth of the bong to his own. He lit it up and made it bubble with white smoke before inhaling it. The burn was intense and he choked back a couple coughs before releasing a pillow of smoke. The rush toward the sky hit him quick and made it difficult to reach up to his ear and grab a cigarette. He lit the stick and enjoyed the slight menthol sensation on the back of his throat.

"Oi, Jared you gotta hit this," Shawn called.

"Oh! Shit," Jared called back before the sound of the freezer door closed, "forgot what I was doing."

"You're not gonna forget this bowl man, get in here," Shawn said and relaxed into the couch again.

One of the tiger's ears swiveled as he heard the hyena shuffle into the room. Two glasses of water in hand he extended one toward Shawn and took the other with him. He sat down and spilled some of the water onto his white boxers.

"Dude, what were you doing in there? It got you wet or something," Shawn said.

Of course the tiger missed the simple spill, but as he looked into his friend's lap the water revealed the slight, pink, detail of his pussy lips.

"Cram it Shawn, I'm not wet," Jared said while he reached over for the bong, "just spilled some water."

"Sure," the tiger said, sure of himself. "I used a bit of keif, hope you don't mind."

Jared looked at his friend, eyes lazy, legs spread, his red basket on display.

"Nah man, was saving it for a day like today. Got a light," Jared asked.

The tiger scooted closer to Jared and extended a paw with a lighter. The tiger continued to smoke his cigarette and ashed into an ash tray. The closer proximity allowed both to enjoy each other's warmth that radiated from their stoned bodies. Jared took the lighter and played with it a moment as he looked at the tiger. Shawn's attention had returned to the pretty images on the television screen.

"Hey dude, this doesn't change anything between us does it," Jared asked.

"What dude? Oh! Nah, it doesn't change anything between us. Though it does make me have some questions." Shawn turned back toward Jared, "though don't ask me what those questions are. Couldn't tell you right now."

Shawn brought his cigarette to his lips and frowned when he found it had gone out.

"You got that lighter still," Shawn inquired.

"Yeah I do," Jared said and passed the lighter back, "glad to hear you're okay with it though. Don't get to share that with a lot of people."

"I bet," Shawn said and relit his cigarette, "how do you, ya know, fuck?"

"Lil blunt there huh," Jared said as his ears skewed.

"Sorry man, guess that was one of the only questions I could think of right now," he said and laughed.

When he settled one of his legs landed against Jared's. The hyena noticed this and grinned leg pushed lightly against his friend's.

"I'm sure you'll think of others, done with that lighter?"

"Oh," Shawn's whiskers splayed, "yeah I'm done here, hit that dude."

Jared took the lighter and paused, hand relaxed at his sides to land against the tiger's thigh. His friend's leg jumped in surprise but relaxed back against the hyena's thigh, the tiger didn't seem to object from the touch. Clandestinely, Jared began to run his paw over the toned thigh and used the lighter to tease between the valley of muscles. It was brief but had a noticeable effect on the tiger. The furled, tucked over balls, cock seemed to have plumped slightly and did not go unnoticed.

"Man I'll rip this something fierce," Jared said and finally brought the lighter to the bowl.

He made the long, glass, tube gurgle before sucking in a thick cloud of smoke. Jared was a little more seasoned and was able to hold off from choking. But when his mouth opened he made a choked sound. Shawn looked at him and noticed the hyena's hand was up and flicked as if to beckon him closer.

The tiger leaned forward, "ye--mmf."

Jared had leaned forward as well and smoothly pressed his black lips tight with the tiger's pink one. The shock lasted a moment before the tiger purred and began to kiss back. Their lips parted and sealed and allowed the smoke to pass from one lung to the other. Jared's tongue seemed to want to follow the smoke as it found its way into his friend's maw. The remains of the smoke trickled from their nostrils as their kiss deepened. Shawn reached a hand around Jared's back and tugged him forward onto his lap. The hyena soon straddled his larger friend, hands explored through the white chest and belly fur. They wandered south and cupped the rigid package, thumb along the top of the uncut shaft.

Their lips parted and Shawn sighed as the hyena played with his dick beneath the soft cotton. Fingers traced along the tube and gently began to stroke the thicker built tiger. The purr in his chest grew but was capped with a long moan. Eyes closed as his head rested back against the couch.

"Oh fuck man, that feels awesome," Shawn said.

"I bet dude, you got hard pretty quick. Been pent up lately?"

"You have no idea man," Shawn said.

"I've got a pretty good idea," Jared said and continued to fondle Shawn.

His fingers squeezed and watched the red fabric darken as a thick, blob, of precum was milked from his cock. Encouraged, the hyena grinned and began to stroke the tiger through his underwear.

"The bitches at the bar leaving you blue balled," Jared teased.

Shawn didn't answer and only brought a hand up to his closed eyes. Cigarette had gone out again and remained between his fingers. Whiskers tucked themselves close to his face and ears folded back. His breath came and went through open lips, purr maintained between gentle moans. Jared continued to grin as he felt his friend's cock flex harder, hips jumped into the strokes in need.

"Too bad, I bet they couldn't handle a fat cock like yours," Jared cackled.

"Shut up dude, you're making me blush."

Jared cackled to himself and increased his strokes. The sound of the leathery pads as they glided over the boxer's surface filled the room. He could tell his friend was close, his pants and moans grew in intensity. It wasn't until he felt the tiger thrust up between his legs that he knew his goal was accomplished. He stopped his strokes as Shawn shuddered a gasp, cock flexed rhythmically while the stain seemed to grow thicker. The hips relaxed for a split second before they thrusted forward one last time. Milky white seed pushed through the fabric as the stain from his load crawled down a pant leg. Jared milked the last of the load into his friends boxers whose hips finally relaxed into the couch again.

"Now who is the one who is wet," Jared teased.

Shawn half growled and laughed still firm beneath his boxers, "gross man, I can feel it cooling in my fur."

"Not to mention I can smell it filling the room, you really were pent up," Jared said with a grin.

The hyena leaned into the crook of the couch and lifted a leg to drape it across his friend's lap. Shawn eyed the bare paw before he flopped his hand down to begin to massage the hyena's sole. Jared's eyes closed and toes flexed and weaved with the tiger's fingers, the emerald eyes fully focused on the hyena now. Those fingers moved to the heel and pressed the suede, leather, soft pads milking a deep sigh from the hyena.

"I'm not the only one I smell," Shawn said with a chuckle. "Did, you, did you want me to return the favor?"

The hyena's posture slouched slightly, his head had rested in the palm of his own hand. Eyes remained closed and a deep blush painted the brown cheeks, lithe body fully exposed to his friend aside from the boxers that hugged his waist.

"You don't have to," Jared said and went quiet.

Both didn't say anything, but Shawn's fingers continued to massage. True, the line had been crossed from just two friends enjoying an evening of inebriation and into uncharted territories. But the question on both of their minds were just how far they would take it. It wasn't until Jared shifted on the couch and pushed his foot deeper into Shawn's lap that a clear invitation was given. The hyena's toes pushed against the semi-firmed shaft and began to massage the seed soaked fabric and cock. Shawn purred and brought his hands to his friend's calves and then to his thighs. All the while he leaned himself closer and closer to the hyena's crotch. The taller yena bent his leg and kept his foot planted against the tiger's hard shaft and cooed when the tiger dry humped against it. Jared's eye lids opened just enough to see his friend's head lower toward him and closed in anticipation. But the warmth of breath fell on his chest and over a nipple before a tongue flicked out to tease the erect nub. He gasped and shuddered when those lips wrapped around his areola, tongue flicking across the nub. But what made his body twitch was the feeling of thick fingers as they pushed open the crotch slit. Warm fingers tickled at the hyena's cunt massaging the pink, swollen, lips and playing with the hood.

Toes curled and tugged at Shawn's boxers, legs pushed for and went rigid as fingers sunk into his depths. The boxers slid off the pink, veined, length and parked itself above his white and striped balls. The heavy, thick, shaft laid on the back of his foot and smeared spent seed and new pre-cum across it. As the fingers began to fuck in and out of his cunny they began to grow damp with arousal. The hyena gasped and pushed his hips into the teasing fingers when he felt a blunted claw tickle at his g-spot. The slightly rougher surface caught on it and made the hyena's mane to ruffle.

"That's the spot huh? Glad to know I can please the women," Shawn said and chuckled.

"I don't know about that, but I know you're good with my cunt," Jared replied back and rested back.

The hyena's hand landed on the back of his friend's head and began to scratch behind an ear. Shawn purred and began to scissor his fingers against the soft, velvety, walls. All the while his head lowered as he temporarily got lost in the pets. It wasn't until the pink, wet, nose landed at the hyena's naval did he remember where he was.

"Did I find the kitty's weak spot," Jared teased and looked down at his friend.

"Yeah, you did," Shawn said. "But I intend to find all of your sweet spots too," he added and licked at the tummy fur.

"Oh," Jared shuddered out.

The tiger only nodded and slipped his fingers from the heated cunt. Fingers tugged at the white boxers and slipped it off Jared's hips. The tongue stroked over brown fur and sought out his friend's naval.

When the blunt tip found its mark the hyena's hand gripped his head tight, "not there please. It, it tickles too much."

"Mmm?" The tiger purred, "how about a little lower?"

The hyena's tail twitched under his body before he groaned. Blue eyes followed Shawn's tongue as it traced the slight happy trail down to the top of his swollen cunny. The tiger's tongue teased each labia, broad surface teased open the tunnel of sensitive flesh. Hot breath rolled over the lips and caused the hyena to squirm in heated need. Again the tongue slipped up and under the pink hood until he exposed the swollen clitoris. He used the back of his tongue to lightly flick and massage the sensitive nib and earned a firm clamp and thrust into his face.

"Oh yeah man, suck my cock," Jared said between clenched teeth.

The tiger's ears perked in curiosity, "your cock huh?"

The hyena nodded his head and blushed brighter. Shawn grinned and brought his fingers back to the damp cunt and plunged his fingers into them again. He hooked them up and found the g-spot once more. Lips returned to the clit and began to lightly suckle it while his tongue pinched and squeezed it.

"Oh, oh god, don't stop," Jared said, ears lowered back slightly, "I, I don't usually. Oh god yes, let others touch me like this."

Shawn's tale flicked above his shapely ass as he heard his friend explain. Ears swiveled forward and he began to please his friend with more enthusiasm. The slight, muffled, suckles turned to slurps when his tongue broke the seal of his lips. He followed his fingers with it and lapped up the hyena's arousal tasting the slightly salty fluid. The hyena's gasps and moans seemed to build in intensity and only drove the tiger forward.

"Oh, Shawn man I'm gonna burst," Jared said as he felt a pressure build, "don't stop please, hnng."

The tiger felt a few, hot splashes of liquid spill over his fingers before the hyena's body went rigid. The cunt walls clamped tight around his fingers as Jared hit his climax. The tiger's hips jumped as he felt claws scratch across his cock. He pulled away from the foot but kept his mouth on the clit milking out more of his friends squirt. The fluid quickly soaked the coach, one of the least offensive liquids to be spilled on it. The groans quickly turned to growls and the hyena began to struggle. Shawn's mouth pulled back along with his fingers and the struggle stopped along with the growls. Jared's mouth hung open as he panted firmly in afterglow.

"Sensitive," he said between pants.

"Sorry," Shawn said and rested his head on the hyena's leg. "What did you mean you don't usually let people do that?"

"S, strap-on," he stuttered, "I usually use a strap-on."

"Oh? I bet you make the ladies squirm," Shawn winked and caused Jared to smile and bat at his face.

"And men too," Jared added. "You're hard again, guess it is true felines can go and go."

"You know it," Shawn said.

Jared looked at his stronger friend and smiled to himself, "fuck it."

"Say what now," Shawn said before Jared began to move.

The hyena grinned and straightened his body only to turn over and off his tail. The short length swayed above his ass while he crawled up onto the armrest.

He looked over his shoulder and said, "ever fucked a man before?"

"Can't say I have, whether the drugs or not my cock can't say no to a sight or offer like that," Shawn said with a grin.

The tiger palmed his dick and stroked the foreskin over his glands as he eyed the spotted rump. He crawled forward and draped his body over Jared's back and ground his cock against the offered ass.

"Easy big boy," Jared said and extended a bottle of lube toward Shawn.

Shawn took it and quickly squirted some into his hand before he slathered his cock with it.

"I take it you want it in the ass huh," Shawn said into the hyena's ear.

"Was the lube your hint? Yes I prefer getting fucked in the ass," Jared said and chuckled.

"Easy yena," Shawn chuckled and placed his blunt tip at the center of Jared bud, "never done this with someone like yourself before."

"It's okay kitty cat, only teasing ya," Jared added.

The hyena shivered when he felt the tip press at his entrance and relaxed his body some. Teeth clenched he gasped and pushed back when the cock popped into his tight tunnel. Shawn gasped as well but growled and slowly sunk his slicked cock deeper. The shaft grew thicker the deeper it slipped in and caused the yena's back to arch. Claws dug into the couch fabric and persisted when the tiger's heavy sack rested tight against his taint.

"Oh fuck man you're a big boy," Jared complained and shook his hips.

"Tsk, you're a bigger man than me to take all of that. I don't think I'd be able to take anything up my ass," Shawn said and chuckled.

"Thanks for the compliment?"

"Its the best I can do, you're so tight and fucking hot man," the tiger said.

They both gasped when he pulled back, tight ass hugged around the thick length as it drew back. It pushed in when the tiger gave a testing shove forward, balls twitched between his legs.

"Not going to last long before I breed your tight ass Jared," he said.

"That's okay, you can ride this ass all you want kitty," Jared said.

"Don't mind if I do."