TTYS -- He Shoots, He Scores!
#7 of Tailored to Your Satisfaction
A collaboration between myself and Rahir (also on FurAffinity), I provided a sliver of text, which he then illustrated, featuring his own favorite couple of Joe Wolf and Jack Fox and his favorite "borrowed" couple, Simba and Kovu of TLK fame. Art (c) Rahir; Simba and Kovu are borrowed from Disney; citras, as a species, were created by Adam Wan; the story's mine.
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Simba heard both Kovu and Jack moaning loudly as the citras served them well, fondling their balls, sucking expertly on their twitching cocks. Simba could feel Kovu's tight ring clenching against his own thrusting member with each twitch. It was all he could do to keep himself from coming right then and there, but the gauntlet was hurled: He had to wait until Joe exploded first... and from his grunting and moaning, it wouldn't take all that long.
"Gentlefurs, please!" purred Hector, the lithe black panther moving himself to be seen by all four clients. "If this is to be a contest, let's make it a pleasurable one for all of us." Unfastening the buttons and unzipping the fly of his perfectly-fashioned trousers, letting them drop to the floor at his ankles, the tailor finally set free the erection that he had kept barely concealed all this long time. He pawed his long, thick cock freely, pre already glistening at its tip, the heavy foreskin pulling back and spreading his slick fluid all across the large head of his penis. While Roger and Rory, the citra twins, continued servicing Jack's and Kovu's cocks, the remaining citra twins, John and Jeffrey, now knelt to the front and back of the elegant feline, one servicing his large, heavy balls, the other shoving his muzzle underneath the eloquently twitching tail.
The sight clearly affected Jack and Kovu as both of them gasped in appreciation of the panther's endowments. Simba could tell from the delighted grin on Joe's face that he'd seen this spectacle before, and the great lion could appreciate the black-furred cat's features as well. Again, his ego battled for dominance over his husband's tailhole, twitching and clenching as much for the pleasure of seeing the panther's obvious enjoyment as from the mouth of the citra on his drooling cock.
Increasing his speed slightly, Hector made eye contact with each of his four clients in turn. "At this point, my extremely sexy guests," he rumbled from deep in his chest, "I would suggest...ah!" He looked up sharply as Jeffry seemed to plunge his muzzle even deeper into the tailor's crevice as his twin John opened wide his muzzle and captured both of the panther's estimable balls into his maw. "...I think all of us need release... and there is no shame in sharing it at the same time..." The lean, well-endowed feline pawed himself even faster, the glistening cockhead seeming to wink in and out of the thick foreskin.
"One..." Simba felt himself barely able to wait, so close, so close...
"Two..." A quick glance to his side showed Joe squinting his eyes tightly, ready to explode...
"NOW!"
Simba belched a huge roar of passion, hilting himself completely into his husband, his cock spewing rope upon thick rope of his seed into the chocolate-maned lion. Kovu's roar was no less spectacular, and Simba could feel the rhythmic clenching of his husband's tailhole ring as his own orgasm provided more than a meal for the citra who, it would seem, deep-throated the lion and held himself there throughout the explosions. Simba himself was barely aware of the howls from Jack and Joe, as the wolf plainly pulled the fox fully onto him, his knot buried deep into his husband, as the other citra also deep-throated his charge, gripping the fox's rump to pull him all the way inside the citra's throat. Between them, Hector's huge cock let fly with enough panther spunk to paint the head of the citra who still held his trumpeting testicles in his muzzle, not to mention half the floor between the two guest chairs. All four citras, masters of their own controlled orgasms, managed paws-free climaxes, adding their own large quantity of seed to the room at large.
For long moments, none in the room could do more than pant heavily, deeply, slowly regaining their breath. The whole shop smelled powerfully of the mixed musk of five species. Kovu fell back against Simba's chest, and his husband wrapped his arms around him tightly, his cock still buried in Kovu's tailhole. Jack, too, collapsed against his husband, shifting to one side in order to kiss the indigo-furred wolf long and deeply. Regaining themselves quickly, John and Jeffrey brought up another chair for the panther to flop onto, still panting, grinning hugely. "Gentlefurs," he said as John's nimble tonuge began cleaning the feline's cock, "I think we may call it a tie."
"Speaking of ties..." Jack chuckled wickedly as Joe barked a sharp response. Clearly, the fox had squeezed the wolf's knot inside himself. Simba and Kovu laughed.
"So," said the darker lion to his husband. "You like going shopping with me?"
"I never had more fun trying things on in all my life," Simba grinned.
"We are pleased to provide the finest service in the city," Hector bowed slightly from his seated position. "And just so you, my honored lions, don't feel left out..." He snapped the fingers of one paw, made a gesture. Jeffrey brought to him a colorful selection of silk straps which might be considered neckware... or perhaps restraints. "We do offer a wide selection of ties..."
Simba felt sure that he would be very glad to outfit his husband any way he wanted.
_ THE END _ (for now, at least!)