Weekly Audit
_So I realized I should probably have had some warnings and other mildly amusing small print proceeding this story. Some folks use these, some folks don't, but better safe than sorry, right?
First, the characters, locations, and events in this story are fictional creations of Reserved Rodent. Any similarity to actual people, living or dead, is completely unintentional (and kind of strange.) Resemblance to other fictitious characters is also coincidental. Any events or locations within, that have similarities to other events or locations should be considered to be the result of a freaky quantum accident and the writer forgiven and pitied as being a victim of literary physics.
Second, this story contains descriptions of sexual interactions between consenting, adult males. If this is something you are not old enough to legally view in your society, please obey the law and turn away. If this kind of subject matter will offend you, I know you can find something else that will not, so keep browsing. (Unless you want to be offended, then, read on, I suppose, just don't complain if you get what you're looking for.)
Finally, this story was written for the Endangered Species writing contest of March 2010 on SoFurry.com. _
Weekly Audit
by Reserved Rodent
Two furs waited in the dark classroom. The bright campus lighting reached through the windows of the third story room to generate a shadowed dusk within.
The chubby tiger flicked on the light of his wrist watch to check the time. "It's after two in the morning, Lee," he grumbled taking his glasses off to clean them with the bottom of his t-shirt. "I don't think he's going to be here."
The thin panda shrugged his black shoulders and gave his friend a smirk. "I said around two, Dylan. He'll be here. Just remember what I told ya."
Rolling his eyes and shaking his head, the striped feline chuckled. "Right. I -" The sound of the stair doors clunking shut brought Dylan's words to an abrupt stop. Heavy footsteps were approaching down the hall.
"Sounds like him," Lee murmured, stretching out his arms to crack his knuckles as well as his back. His stance shifted from lounging against the front desk to confident and alert. Dylan sucked in a breath at the sudden change.
The door to the room opened and a large rhino walked in. "Hey Lee," the easily recognizable defensive lineman said, closing the door behind him. "I hope you didn't think I wasn't going to make it cause it's an off week. I got five hot ladies to look after this week, and I perform so much better in bed with a daily pill. I still can't believe how well..." The rhino paused mid-sentence, mouth open, staring at where Dylan stood in the back of the room. Shooting Lee a panicked look, he then hissed, "Who's the nerd?"
"Mike," Lee said moving up to stand next to the much taller rhino, "I would like to introduce you to a business associate of mine, Dylan. Dylan, I am sure you recognize the university's rising star of the football team."
The tiger walked slowly forward, hand extended, though shaking slightly. "Pleased to meet you, Mike."
"Business associate?" Mike growled, glaring at Lee.
The panda reached up to set his left hand on Mike's shoulder. "He is the bean counter who makes sure the cash that comes in goes where it needs to. I would not have my supply if he did not make all the necessary transactions. He is investigating why, for the past month, I've been getting less cash for the same amount of pills."
" What have you told him?" Mike clenched his fists hard enough to pop his knuckles.
Lee rubbed the big student's shoulder. "Well, he knows you use the pills, but he keeps that as secret as I do. Even though the pills don't show up on any tests, these transactions benefit from both sides keeping them secret. So all that is going to happen tonight is that he will handle the transaction for your pills tonight. However it goes, he'll expect to be how it is handled in future weeks. This allows any customer who has worked out a special deal with me to either share it with Dylan or return to normal payments without knowledge of said agreement being exposed. The thing is, what happens this week is what will be expected from here on out."
Mike snorted. "Is that so?" he asked walking slowly forward. Dylan, hand still extended, took a step back, eyes widening as the taller fur moved closer. "I need my money for all the dinners and movies and crap the ladies expect before they fall into my bed. Doing that, while worth it in the end, doesn't leave me much fun money. So the arrangement I've worked out for these drugs that do everything I want them to do for me is very important and I don't want it to change. So I ask you again; what happens tonight stays secret and will stand for acceptable payment in the future? You, bean counter, stop pressuring Lee and keep getting him my pills?"
Dylan jumped a little as he backed into one of the tables students sat at during class. "Right," the tiger whispered, "just making sure they aren't disappearing without gain for us."
Mike was standing over the feline, looking down at him with a big grin. "Awesome. Suck the gut in kitty, and if you have to lean on something for support, lean back. I'd hate to see you get hurt on my horn."
"Wha-" Dylan started as the rhino patted him on the belly before dropping to his knees and attacking the zipper of the tiger's pants.
Lee grinned at his striped friend as he moved towards the middle of the room where Mike had successfully freed Dylan's member from both pants and underwear.
"Not bad," Mike said, rubbing his fingers over the tiger's balls, exciting and exposing the conical feline penis. "I know you felines are on the short side, but you're plumping up well. Like the quarterback brags whenever we give him grief, quantity of dick size isn't as important as quantity of dick action. So let's get this dick some action."
The defensive lineman's tongue slipped out to caress the point of the tiger's meat while his hands eased the pants and underwear further down Dylan's stripped, shaking legs. The red cone pulsed and continued to swell and extend as the tongue wrapped slowly up and around it.
Dylan's wide eyes looked over at Lee walking up behind the rhino. "Oh... my... God" the tiger mouthed silently as his eyes rolled up when Mike leaned in, wrapping his prehensile upper lip around the side of the feline penis beside his tongue. The moan from the cat made Mike smile.
Lee watched the rhino's short tail wag as he started bobbing up and down on the pudgy feline's tool. With a grin, he walked up and slid the sweats off the football player's ass and legs. "I assume you are man enough to take on both of us at once." the panda said, running his claws over the thick gray skin of Mike's buttocks.
"Mm-hmm," the football player rumbled, sliding all of the tiger's meat into his mouth, stroking with both lip and tongue as he went. Dylan's purr rumbled through the room as he exhaled at this action. He wrapped one paw around the rhino's horn, pulling it against his overhanging belly, burring his shaft deep in the warm, wet confines offered.
Chuckling, Lee pulled up on Mike's hips while sliding to his knees to blow a warm breath under the rapidly wagging tail. Kneading the firm cheeks while spreading them, the panda quickly brought his tongue into play. He lapped around the revealed hole several times, spiraling in to lap at the rosebud, then circling out again. Sliding his hands down, he began fondling the large balls hanging between Mike's thick legs.
The rumbling moan from the mouth around his dick made Dylan groan and push himself hard against the football player's horn, losing the battle to hold off his orgasm. Mike ramped up his suction when he felt this, swirling his tongue around to keep as little seed from escaping his mouth as possible. Panting, the tiger tried to lean back, but the tongue and lips refused to release him, and large, strong hands moved up to grip his ass, holding him close. Despite having just unloaded, he remained firm in arousal.
Mike's hole was winking at Lee as he continued to tease it with his tongue. Having noticed that his friend had already cum once and just how far he was falling behind, the panda began working his tongue into the needy orifice.
Mike was quick to push back as he felt the muscle enter him. He slowly drug himself off the prickly cone in front of him to slurp up what tiger cum had dribbled out despite the suction. "Mmmm. You taste great, tiger. Seems you're trying to prove the rumor that cats are ready to go again as soon as they're done." Panting heavily, all Dylan managed was a nod followed by more purring as Mike sucked him back in.
Lee had moved one hand from caressing Mike's orbs in their leathery sack to pet and fondle the shaft that had slipped out of hiding under the defensive lineman. The solid shaft was almost a foot long with a sharp bend down three inches from the end. The panda could only reach the lower half, and was not quite able to wrap his fingers completely around the flesh. From the shuddering way the rhino jerked back and forth between the sensations of the tongue up his ass and the hand on his shaft, Lee knew he was hitting all the right buttons.
Mike slowed his head bobbing and hip movements, struggling to get control back over his rhythm. He moved one of his hands from the tiger's furry rump to roll the tiger's balls over his fingers. He let out a surprised grunt mid-moan when he felt the balls contract, signaling another blast of tiger semen on the way. The rhino tried to repeat his heavy duty suction to prevent leakage, but his timing was off, allowing several globs to slip out the corners of his mouth.
He pulled back, letting the feline lean heavily against the table. The football player sent his tongue out to collect what was hanging on the left side of his chin while he brought his hand up to scoop the tiger seed running down the right side of his face. Looking up with a silly grin, he asked, "Wanna taste your nerd juice, tiger?"
Lee pulled back from the football player's ass upon hearing the question and watched the chubby feline blink behind his slightly fogged glasses and slowly nod.
Mike stood up slowly, towering over the Dylan, who was staring down at the crooked foot of thick rhino dick revealed. With the large fingers of his left hand, the heavily muscled fur slowly pushed the tiger's chin up to make eye contact. With his right hind, he dotted the feline's nose with his own cum.
Both the tiger and the rhino smiled as Dylan's pink tongue flicked out to wipe his nose clean. "I do taste great, don't I?"
"Yup," Mike agreed, offering his still sticky fingers to be cleaned. Dylan's rough tongue quickly lapped the spunk from the rough grey skin. The rhino's other hand groped the tiger's still semi-hard penis. "You got another load tonight?"
"I think so," Dylan replied after he had sucked Mike's fingers clean.
"Awesome," Mike smiled rubbing his fingers against the spines on Dylan's meat, making it pulse. "Gotta admit, I've occasionally wondered what kitty dick would feel like compared to panda dick up my ass."
Somehow, Dylan's eyes got wider, "Panda dick up your..." he started, mouth dropping open when he was unable to finish.
Lee stepped up behind Mike, running his black furred paws up under the loose football jersey the rhino was still wearing. The panda looked around the rhino's side while rubbing the jock's six pack with one hand, and slipping the other down the saliva covered rear crack. "Ass is the word Mike used. But if you don't like that word, there's others you can use."
"Hey, Lee," Mike playfully growled, giving the panda a gentle elbow in the chest, "Stop teasing the bean counter. I don't wanna have to change back to cash only transactions with you for my pills. The deal was for him to get the payment you normally do, so my ass is his tonight."
"Aw shucks," Lee said, reaching up to pinch the rhino's hard nipple. "After all the work I did back here to get you ready." The panda slipped a finger from his other hand into the winking hole rolling it around.
Mike groaned as his penis slapped up against his stomach from the attention in his rear. "Oh, dude, uncool. I got pre on the tiger."
"It's okay," Dylan said softly, finding his voice again. "You got some on your jersey too."
Mike snorted, reaching down to pull the loose shirt off over his head. "This thing has cleaned up more wet spots than I can remember. Now," the rhino grunted as Lee forced a second finger in. "You gonna fuck me, or is Lee going to loose that right because he can't keep his hands to himself?"
"Yeah, okay, sure. If you mean it." Dylan said.
"Awesome," Mike grinned, moving to the end of the table the tiger was up against and lying back, face up on the surface. He lifted his thick legs up, spreading them and grabbing his knees. "Get over here and get busy, tiger."
Dylan moved over to place the tip of his conical meat at the rhino's entrance. He stood there, looking down at the winking orifice and took a deep breath. "I can't fucking believe this," the tiger whispered, then jumped forward as Mike brought his legs down to rest on the cat's shoulders.
"Oh yeah, believe it, tiger," the defensive lineman moaned as the pointed penis slipped in. "Let's see how long you can last this time."
"Oh, fuck. You're so hot. You...oh damn you're..." Dylan froze, balls deep in the warm, wet, clenching hole. He panted deeply, trying to let the sensations wash though him without tipping him over too quickly. "How are you doing that?" the tiger gasped through clenched teeth.
"Experimentation and practice," Mike grinned. "Now, Lee, while you're waiting and hoping for sloppy seconds, why don't you get up here where I can suck on you and get you ready."
The wiry panda moved up to stand to the side of the pair. Dylan's breathing had calmed and the tiger gave a grin over at Lee as he started slowly pulling back out to push back in. While a slow rhythm, the loud groans suggested both furs where pleased.
"You know," Lee grinned, and pulled his wife beater off. "This is almost as sexy watching you get fucked," the thin bear took a deep breath, leaning forward to get as fresh a scent of the combined tiger and rhino musk as possible, "as it was doing it myself. I think I'm ready for some experimentation myself."
Lee dropped his pants. Having forgone underwear for the night, his short, conical penis was exposed, erect and damp with pre. The panda crawled up on the table and positioned himself so Mike had easy access to his groin but the rhino's penis lay leaking under his masked face.
"Finally decided you wanted to give my meat stick a taste, huh? He eagerly awaits your attention." Mike growled before giving the dick over his nose a quick lick. Tasting a little pre but wanting more, he rolled his upper lip and tongue over and around the moist tool.
"Oh, you do that so well," Lee groaned. "Is this bend natural, or did you get it trying to jam this monster into a woman too small for you?" the panda asked before running his tongue down the last three inches of Mike's penis where the angle in question had brought those inches up off the rhino's chest.
Releasing his legs to rest more fully on the rutting tiger's shoulder, Mike grabbed the panda's thrusting hips, lifting them far enough he could respond. "That's just the way rhino studs are made. Makes the girls squeal in ecstasy."
With the increased weight on his shoulders and the last comment Mike made, Dylan brought his eyes up from watching his meat sliding in and out of the rhino's ass. He was just in time to see the panda extend his tongue to lap the tip of Mike's huge tool.
Lee maneuvered the tip into his muzzle and started forward. Stretching his jaw as wide as he could, he started bobbing up and down on the meat, wiggling his tongue back and forth. When the football player pulled the panda's hips down to swallow his dick, Lee's gasp brought the slick monster he was working on deep enough in to tickle his throat.
Moaning at the twin sensations coming from below, Mike felt himself growing close to climax. Wanting to make sure his supplier had as good a time as he could since he was trying something new, the rhino brought his grip up to the panda's furry buttocks, massaging them while teasing the crack between with a finger. He also increased pressure of suction, causing Lee to moan as he worked over the shaft in his mouth.
Dylan had stopped going slow and steady, the burning confines of the rhino's anal cavity pulling him towards climax like a landslide. The tiger let himself go, slamming rapidly in and out and leaning forward to nip at the black furred shoulder over the rhino he was mating with.
The sharp, quick pricks on his shoulder startled Lee, but the solid bite that followed as Dylan thrust hard into the rhino pushed the panda over the edge in more way than one. He climaxed in Mike's sucking muzzle, but also drew forward deep enough to get the tip of the rhino's massive tool down his throat.
Searing heat blasted into the football player's ass and mouth in quick succession, making his own balls boil. The change from suction to physical pressure around his tip finished the reaction, sending a torrent of his masculine seed up through his long shaft and into the panda's waiting throat.
For his part, Lee managed to start swallowing, but had to pull back before the rush was done, getting his and Dylan's faces soaked, as well as Mike's chest and stomach.
The feline was the first of the three panting furs to recover his senses. He leaned forward to lick Mike's spooge from Lee's face. "Rhino jock tastes almost as good as tiger nerd," he purred.
Licking the tiger's face, Lee grinned, "He's a lot more filling."
Mike patted the panda's ass lightly. "The jock in question would like to sit up," he said into Lee's groin.
Lee rolled off the table, scooping a couple of fingers of sperm off the rhino's chest and into his mouth before Dylan could lap it all up.
Sitting up only as far as his elbows would allow, the defensive lineman chuckled. His legs where still over Dylan's shoulders, preventing him from raising himself higher as the feline was pushing forward in his attempt to clean all the rhino's stomach, chest, and dick. "You're doing your best to get every bean accounted for, aren't you tiger?"
Dylan purred his agreement, tail lashing happily behind him as he slipped the heavy legs off his shoulders so he could reach the last streams of seed before him.
Laughing, Mike reached up to scratch the feline between his ears, "That rough tongue of yours actually tickles. I gotta admit, I was worried you were going to be too uptight, but you took to this fun fast, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I guess I did," Dylan said, stepping back with a grin.
"You interested in some sloppy seconds, Lee?" the Rhino asked, glancing over at the panda, who was rubbing his shaft and balls in anticipation.
"I think I'm up to it," the black and white fur said stepping over to the table. "But why don't you switch position, let me take you from behind? I don't want the love bite on my shoulder to get rubbed raw by your leg."
"Sure thing, bud," Mike said, hopping off the table then turning to lean over it before raising his tail. "From experience, you seem to get a little better penetration this way anyhow."
"Yeah, yeah," Lee said, slapping the taught ass of the rhino, "I didn't hear you complaining last week." The panda thrust his conical head into the sloppy, hot hole with a slick squelching noise. Between the grunts he let out with each thrust, he started asking a question, "How'd... you... like... the... kitty dick?"
Mike fell out of the rhythm of pushing back into each thrust that he had started as a broken laugh came out. "Tiger dick's... different... but I... still... like... you... too," he managed to get out as he returned to the right pace.
Giving the rhino's ass a loud slap, the panda increased the speed of his thrusts, "You... bet... you... do!" Lee ground his shaft hard into the rhino as his balls drew up to pour out a steaming load.
Mike grunted as the pulses scalded his prostate, pushing him into his second climax.
"Wow," Dylan said, reaching out to try and catch a spurt of rhino juice.
Pulling out and stumbling back against another table, Lee smirked, "Wow doesn't cover it."
Mike sighed as his ass emptied, then stood up and scooped a little of his seed off the table he had used for support. "Why do you think I prefer using awesome." Licking his fingers clean, a surprised groan escaped him when Dylan darted forward and began cleaning the cum from his shaft. "I gotta admit, awesome certainly describes your bean counter," the rhino admitted, reaching down to scritch the black stripes behind Dylan's ears. "So what do you say, tiger? This pay for a weeks worth of pills?"
"Mm-hmm," Dylan nodded, stepping back, licking his lips and rubbing his belly.
"So, which room next week?" Mike asked, grabbing his sweats off the floor and stepping into them.
Lee reached down to the floor and pulled a small bottle of pills from the pocket of his jeans, tossing the container to the rhino. "Room 207 in Winston," he replied before pulling his own pants on.
"Biology lecture room, awesome," the defensive lineman smiled, tossing his jersey over his shoulder and heading for the door. "Tiger, you're pretty cool for a bean counting nerd. Keep your Tuesday nights free so you can join us."
After Mike's footsteps disappeared down the stairs, Lee turned to Dylan worried at the tiger's silence. "You okay, man?"
"I can't believe what just happened," he muttered softly, zipping up his pants.
"Believe it," the panda grinned, "You just fucked the number one tackler on the football team."
"No, not that. When did you start dealing drugs? I thought you hated drugs."
Lee laughed hard as he continued looking for his shirt. "That's what you're having a problem with?"
"Yes! How many people are you selling poison too?"
"Relax. I'm not... look, here's the story. Two months ago, Mike approached me after class. I don't know why, but he thought I could hook him up with something to enhance his performance. He didn't want anything illegal or that would show up on tests. I'm not sure why he thought I could hook him up. Maybe he assumed the only panda in school who was skinny rather than your size and shape had to be a dealer and on something. I don't know. But he offered a nice bit of cash per week so I figured I'd play along."
"You call dealing playing along?"
"I call buying a large bottle of fish oil pills and selling seven of them a week to boost a football player's confidence playing along. Fifty dollars a week and a little lie to keep the guy from actually finding a real dealer. A month ago, he admitted that he was running low on money, what with the increase in the number of women he was dating. Before I could say anything, he said he had another way to pay me. The first night was him giving me the best damn blow jobs I had experienced to date. Well, I guess now that you've received a few as well, you can be the judge. I'll admit, I was kind of shell shocked like you were earlier. Who expects the big, macho, always got girls waking up in his bed, football player to kneel down and attack your dick like a hoover? It was great, so of course I agreed that it was acceptable payment. It's kind of grown since then, but we're consenting adults having fun, so no worries."
"A month ago, isn't that when..."
"When I asked Lisa out? Yeah. Somehow, that first encounter upped my confidence level as much as the fish oil seems to have helped Mike. If I could get a blow job from super jock, asking the panda I've been lusting after for two semesters was nothing."
"So you and he aren't... like..."
"Mike and I have just been having fun. I assume he actually fucks most, if not all, of the girls he 'dates.' I know I'm not giving up Lisa's sweet loving." Lee gave his friend a large smile. "Understand now?"
"I think I do, man," the tiger sighed, pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. "You played me like a pro. Even if he decided to go back to paying you cash, you wouldn't have lost any money from the bet you suckered me into making."
"To be fair, betting against me getting Mike to suck you off should have seemed like a sure thing." Lee chuckled as he accepted the fifty Dylan held out to him. "But I'm glad I won this bet. Going back to cash on Tuesdays would have been a let down."
"Yeah," Dylan laughed, "And I've got to say, this was the best bet I ever lost to you. You sure it's not snake oil you're selling?"
Laughter echoed down the hall as they headed back to their dorms.