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The sun was invitingly warm on Clayton's wings. Warm updrafts carried him higher into the air above the ground below, giving him a wonderful view of the Cafe Plaisir grounds and the surrounding Pryor area. The patchwork of varies green fields seemed to stretch to the north and south forever, but was broken up to the west by a small range of tree covered hills, and a lake with dense woods to the east.

Deep blue sky laid a wonderful backdrop for the epic, towering plumes of clouds to the northwest, building higher and higher and hinting at possible storms. As clayton rose higher and higher, he could feel the air temperature drop from sickly heat to wonderfully cool. This was the best place to be right now when the weather was so hot. June in Oklahoma was bad.

But he needed to return to the ground now. The Staraptor tucked his wings back and pointed his beak straight towards the Cafe Plaisir, his altitude beginning to drop drastically. Clayton could feel the temperature increase as he dropped at immense speeds, and when the Cafe's grounds took up the whole of his vision, he spread his wings and let the air stop him. He landed right in front of the front doors to the Cafe, taking a moment first to center himself.

In actuality, Clayton could have been here at least five minutes quicker than he was. It was a pretty easy, quick flight to the Cafe Plaisir from his apartment. But on hot, windy days like today, it was easy to let the updrafts carry you to cooler places. Few places were better than a few thousand feet in the sky on hot day.

As Clayton stepped into the Cafe, though, he was reminded that the Cafe might very well be one of those places, and not just because of the wonderful air conditioning. The receptionists smiled and nodded his way as he stepped in passed a couple customers talking to them. The bright, sunshiny day outside was contrasted greatly with the dark, atmospherically lit main bar. It was fairly busy today, which was typically a good thing. With the absence of a clock in the room at all, Clayton checked his phone. Still had a little bit before his shift started.

The bird Pokemon decided to wait out his time in the water's lounge, rather than stand awkwardly around the bar. He returned back to the foyer and hung a left, heading up the stairs towards where the lounge was. It was quite busy, with lots of other afternoon shifters buying their time around up here as well. Clayton looked around boredly for someone to interact with, seeing no one he would normally talk to.

On the far wall from the entrance he took, though, was a Flareon waiter by the name of Viola, looking defeatedly up to the top of the fridge. A few other Pokemon were standing by her as well, but they all seemed to be too short to reach what she wanted.

Clayton walked over and cleared his throat. “Do you need some help here?" he asked, stepping up to Viola's side.

The Flareon nodded, her ears drooping. “Yeah, I want that bag of chips, but no one can reach them."

“I wonder who even put them up there…" commented a Froakie standing there as well.

“That's what I'm saying. Unless they were trying to hide the chips from others, which is taboo. If you put chips in the waiters lounge, they're public chips!" Viola stomped a paw on the ground, and went from pouty face to angry face pretty quickly.

“Seize the means of production!" shouted some Pokémon or other in the corner.

“Well, I'll see if I can get them," Clayton said with a hint of bemusement in his voice. “Stand back, I need some wing room here."

The Staraptor spread his wings out to their huge, full length and the others stepped back. He hopped as high as he could and gave several large flaps of his wings, creating a small gust below him. It was very difficult for him to find the lift he needed inside the building to hover his way up to the top of the fridge, but he did start to slowly ascend, creating a large gust below him. If he were still a Starly, he thought, this might have been much easier. He eventually got up to the top of the fridge, grabbed the bag with his beak, and attempted to descend.

Which turned into him dropping straight to the ground and flinging the unopened bag of chips behind him, where they smacked a midnight-form Lycanroc right in the face, causing him to yelp. Clayton squawked loudly as he hit the ground,lying there for a moment to ponder the incredibly embarrassing blunder he'd just made. Then he opened his eyes to see the other Pokemon standing around him, several with big grins on their face.

“You okay there?" Viola nearly snickered, offering a paw to him. He grimaced as well as a bird could.

“Yeah. Did I get them down at least?" He grabbed the paw with a wing and pulled himself up back to his feet.

“You did, though you whacked Baron in the face with the bag. All in all, I'd say it was successful."

Clayton flipped his head so the hanging red hair spike that hung down wasn't in his eyes. Could birds blush, he probably would have been right then. He nodded to Viola and went over to Baron, the Lycanroc he'd pelted with the bag of chips.

“Sorry about that," Clayton said, hanging his head fairly low. The spike dropped down in front of his face once more.

Baron also had a spike hanging down and covering his face. “Oh, it's no problem. It didn't hurt or anything obviously, I just… was surprised, is all. No harm done."

Viola hopped over and grabbed the bag of chips from Barons lap, “Fank you for 'etting fese for 'e," she said with the bag in her mouth, smiling widely.

“No problem," he replied with a nod. He then turned back to Baron, “Have a good shift. See you down there in a bit."

“Yeah, you too."

Clayton went to the bathrooms to put is apron on, then left his bag in a small storage place for waiters to leave their personal belongings on their shifts. With a couple minutes to spare, he walked out into the main bar for the second time that day. It was still busy and bustling for his shift.

He checked in with the bartender — a purply Espeon named Vara — about the situation so far that day. It was a pretty standard day.

Clayton immediately started getting straight to work, making some rounds at the tables and checking on customers, as well as seating several new people. The lunch rush was in full swing. After about thirty minutes, he found himself attending to at least seven separate tables. Clayton had heard from lots of the senior waiters and staff that lunch rush was actually mostly filled with locals from the town. People didn't seem to care too much about the fact the Cafe was a brothel if the food was good, apparently.

Three of the tables were regulars, two of them were visiting for the spa later that day, and one table wasn't necessarily receptive to the idea of taking a bird back to the bedrooms, and opted to wait for the right waiter to come along. That was something that happened more often than Clayton would have liked, but he did understand. It sucked, but he couldn't blame people for wanting to stick to the Pokemon more like themselves. The majority of the waiters at the Cafe were more mammalian for a good reason.

Two more customers walked in about forty minutes after his shift had started. The lunch rush was booming, and they had to wait to be seated. It was a fairly dark skinned man with black hair, wearing a v neck t-shirt and tight, dark-blue jeans. With him was a large male Luxray that sat with intense eyes, scanning the main bar area. After one of the tables of regulars had finished their meal and Clayton had bussed it clean and gotten it wiped down, he sat the two down at the small, two person booth up against the wall.

“Can I start you two off with anything to drink," Clayton asked the couple as they took their seat.

“I'd just like a water, please," the man said. He did take a menu though, so maybe he intended on eating something. The Luxray said nothing, but was staring pretty intently at the Staraptor, causing him to feel somewhere between incredibly nervous and incredibly excited. He had the feeling that this duo would be the one to take him to the back for a more private session. If the Luxray's eyes were anything to go on, it was going to be a very intense night.

“He'll have a water, too," the man said, pointing at his companion. “Apologies; he doesn't talk too much."

“That's not a problem. I'll be right back with your drinks!" He stopped by a few of his other tables, a couple of which were finishing up their drinks and meals. After collecting some plates and tips, he returned from the kitchen with two glasses of water perched on a tray strapped to his left wing. Bird wings were always more powerful than people gave them credit for, and his allowed him to at least hold a couple plates at a time without any worry of spilling anything.

“Your waters," Clay said as he sat them down carefully in front of the two. “Are you two looking to have anything to eat today as well?" he asked with just a slight hint of deviousness in his voice, trying to determine if they were here for more than food.

The man looked down to his menu and pointed at one of the items. “I'll have the… pesto lin-gween," he said.

“The pesto linguine, you mean, right. And for you?" Clayton looked to the large electric cat. The red eyes looked straight into his own.

“Chicken. I'll have the grilled chicken." Even if the Luxray hadn't licked his lips right afterward, it didn't take an experienced waiter to figure out what he was insinuating. This was going to be a very intense night for sure.

“O-of course, I'll have your orders put in right away. My name's Clayton, feel free to flag me down if you need something." He stepped away with a small bow, returning quickly to the kitchen.

Clayton could feel the Butterfrees in his stomach rising quickly. He had only worked at the Cafe for about a month at this point, and was still getting used to the feeling of being an adult worker like this. He came to the Cafe from Reno, Nevada, after having worked there in a casino as a waiter. That job had not paid nearly well enough for the amount of hours they had him work, so he started looking for more job opportunities.

When he found the Cafe, he was excited to work in a place that straight up paid more, and he could work less. Oklahoma was also much cheaper to live around than in Reno, and was much prettier and and very green. Clayton had always prefered cooler weather, and while Oklahoma got very hot during the summer, it was usually much cooler in the winter time as well. All in all, it was a good move and good choice for him.

But, his previous occupation did not include the sex. He didn't originally plan to come here and work as a bedroom waiter, but here he was, with a very large Luxray defeathering him in his mind.

Fifteen minutes went by, and Clayton had made a couple more rounds of the main bar, acquiring more drinks for people and cleaning tables and seating other guests. When the table with the man and the Luxray's food was finished, he ferried it out with his tray, still piping hot.

The Luray watched him the entire way from the kitchen to the table. Clayton gulped as he stopped at the booth and started placing the plates down. “Here you two go. Is there anything else I can get for you two?"

“Yes," the man began before ever touching his fork. “We'd like to get a room for the night, please, and we'd like you to be in it."

He had expected that, but the conformation made Clayton's heart skip a beat.

“O-of course, sir. I would be more than honored to accompany the two of you tonight. When you're finished eating, I can lead you to the room. Until then, please enjoy your meal."

Clayton nearly hopped his way to the counter to let Vara know he was going to be pulled away pretty quickly and would need someone to help cover his tables. Until then, he worked extra hard, making sure he attended to everyone under his watch as quickly and efficiently as possible, and making sure as many needs to attended to as he could before he handed it off to someone else.

When the two had finished their food, Baron was the one to relieve Clayton of his tables. The Staraptor gave him a curious look, though, as he walked over. The Lycanroc's fur was a bit poofier than it had been when he saw him earlier that day.

“Baron, didn't I watch you get dragged off not an hour ago? And why do you look extra fluffy right now?"

The Lycanroc shook his head and pulled his little book out in preparation to take some orders. “I did. And let's just say I needed to take another shower before coming back to the main bar."

“Woah, dude. That's pretty intense," Clayton said with a look of shock. “How do you handle so much in one day?"

“Extensive practice," was all he said before returning to the floor.

Clayton retreated to the back for a minute to compose himself. He breathed slowly and tried to slow his thoughts. He normally wasn't this nervous, but this was going to be rough if his suspicions were correct. He was okay with that, certainly, but he was still nervous. One last deep sigh and he headed back out, straight for that table. It was time.

“Okay, boys," he said in a low, sexy voice, leaning in over the table. “Are you two ready to hit the bedroom?"

“That we are, please lead the way. By the way, my name is Marco, and this is my best friend, Vladimir." They both exited the booth and stood. Both were much taller than he was. He had to actually look up to Vlad's eyes. He swallowed.

“Nice to make your acquaintance. If you'll just follow me." The bedroom he had been assigned today was a bottom floor room on the southern, inside ring of rooms looking out into the garden. It was a minute or so walk from the main bar, with not a word of conversation on the way. He unlocked the door with the key card and opened it, allowing the guests to enter first.

Marco immediately started to undress and throw his clothes on the small bedroom table. Clayton closed the door behind him and slipped the key card back in his apron pocket. Getting the apron on was tricky, and taking it off sometimes proved to be equally tricky. With a few wiggling motions, though, he dropped it by one of the chairs under the table.

Now came the hardest part of being a bedroom waiter in his opinion: getting started. It was sometimes incredibly awkward starting sex with complete strangers. These two seemed to be pretty confident, though, and would hopefully take the lead a little bit. Clayton was a sub, and knew these two were going to be doms. That made his life easier.

Though, instead of getting pounced on by Vlad, the Luxray actually pulled one of the chairs out from the table and laid his front end across it, with his hind legs still planted on the floor. He raised his tail up, presenting himself to the bird Pokemon. Was he… wanting to be mounted?

“Okay, bird. Start licking." Nope. No he was not. Still unexpected, but not quite bottoming.

Clayton said nothing and moved over close to the Luxray. The electric cat had his tail raised high in the air, waving easily back and forth. The long, slender tail ran down into a very spiky bit of fluff on the Luxray's rear, but the fluff did not obscure the pink puckered tailhole at all. It twitched and flexed in anticipation as Clayton leaned close, his breath just slightly teasing it.

The Staraptor's beak parted and his tongue cautiously eased forward, giving one slow lick up the warm flash. Vlad breathed out slowly on contact, his tail swishing around a few times. Clayton licked again, then pressed his tongue firmly at the entrance to the Luxray's fleshy ring. It didn't give, but it flexed and twitched at the stimulation.

Just as Clayton was getting used to the feeling, he felt something very cold rub against his own tailhole from behind him. He jumped and looked back to find Marco with a bottle of lube in one hand and a blue, tapered dildo in the other.

“Don't worry, just having some fun for warm up," he said with a devilish grin. The dildo was not thick because of its shape, but it was quite long. Clayton wasn't sure he could take the whole length of it if he tried.

“Right. Sorry about that, the lube was cold." Clay returned his attention back to the Luxray. He pressed his tongue back to its previous spot, licking circles around the tight entrance and probing at the center every now and then to see if it would be more receptive to entering. Marco's finger was applying a healthy amount of lubricant around the Staraptor's own asshole. He pressed his finger inward, and Clayton gasped as his entrance parted. The lube was extra cold on his insides, but it felt great; the shock of the temperature difference sent a shiver through his body, and the slight bit of pain gave way quickly to a soothing feeling.

Clayton's tongue was doing a good job, and had coated the Luxray's ass in a nice amount of his saliva. Getting inside the Luxray was proving tricky with his just tongue, though, but he had an idea. Clay pulled back for a second, licking his beak to slicken the hard surface, then pressed it easily against Vlad's tailhole. Just like Clay's ass did, Vlad's opened up fairly easily to the firmer object. The Luxray let out a low, soft moan, and his internal muscles clenched down on Clayton's beak. He could feel the pressure holding his beak shut, but he opened it against the muscles and let his tongue slip into the warm depths of the cat's ass.

Marco was busy with his one finger, driving it in and out of Clayton with a quick rhythm, causing the bird Pokemon to moan to the insides of his cat customer. When one finger became too easy, he switched to two fingers. Clay gasped, but groaned right afterwards, starting to feel some life at his slit. The Staraptor's member peeked out from its hiding place, thin and light pink. The cool air against his now exposed flesh caused it to twitch and grow even faster, and it wasn't long before his full length stood below him.

Vlad's insides were very soft, and the musky smell was intoxicating. Clayton explored every single fold and crevice he could find, and the flexing muscles massaged his tongue for its efforts. Clayton could feel the Luxray starting to thrust his hips forward a little bit, which probably meant he was hard as well, or getting there at least. Clayton worried about him cumming too soon, but he then remembered back to the training class when they talked about cat Pokemon: cats didn't last very long, but could go several times in quick succession without losing much stamina.

Having no hand to reach under the cat to feel around, he figured the thrusting meant he was doing a good enough job with the rimming that he didn't really need to. It was almost strange to hear the dominant male making the delicate moans that he was. So far, Vlad was proving to be not as hardcore as Clay had thought he was going to be.

Marco removed his fingers, leaving Clayton's ass feeling cool and empty. It took only a moment, though, then he felt another cold presence press forward, slipping easily into the Staraptor's nicely warmed up ass. He groaned loudly as the long shaft pressed its way inside, well passed the point that Marco's fingers had reached. The silicon toy was surprisingly fleshy feeling, and was just soft enough to slightly bend to the curves inside Clay. As natural feeling as the toy was, it was in itself unfeeling, so when Marco started to quickly thrust it in and out of him, Clay wasn't quite prepared for the sharp, jabbing sensation.

Clayton pulled back out of Vlad's tailhole and moaned openly, feeling the pointed tip poke sensitive parts deep inside of him. It felt somewhere between really good and very painful, but wasn't quite leaning close enough to really good for his tastes.

“A-ah, j-just a little softer please! It's too long for me…" Clayton breathed in the fresh air deeply, panting softly and shifting on the spot. Marco stopped the dildo.

“Sorry about that. I'll be more gentle."

“Get back in!" the Luxray yelled. He was panting heavily, and Clay could now see a leaky feline cock hanging below an impressive set of balls. He has probably pulled out as he was getting ready to cum. Woops.

“S-sorry!" Clayton leaned forward once more and shoved his beak into the tight pink pucker, getting right back to the work he left off. The dildo resumed its movements in and out much more carefully this time around to Clay's relief.

The Luxray really had been close, because not thirty seconds after going back in, the large male's thrusting increased and his moans turned to deep growls. Clayton opened his beak wide inside against the tight muscle, delving his now aching tongue as deep as it could go. The growls climaxed as Vladimir did, and with a large thrust into nothing, Clayton heard the soft pattering of semen being sprayed onto the floor. It was only a few spurts, and none too big, but it certainly sounded like Vlad was enjoying himself from the sounds he was making.

Clayton pulled his beak from Vlad's rear, still moaning from the tapered dildo thrusting in and out of him. Any of the pain that he'd been feeling from before had now faded into a nice, warm, pleasurable sensation. But now that the Luxray had cum and was now sitting off to the side, licking himself clean, Marco pulled the dildo from the Starptor's ass.

“That was certainly fun to watch," he commented as he sat the dildo off to the side and started to stroke his already erect penis. He poured a tiny amount of lube on it and rubbed it all over, pressing his head to Clayton's entrance. It was a modest size, but much smaller than the dildo. “It was just what I needed to see."

The more uniform length of Marco's cock felt good as it pressed into Clayton, and the warmth was much nicer than the coldness of the silicon. The other nice thing was when Marco reached his hands around Clayton's body and grabbed into his thick feathers, pulling him back into the thrusts.

Clayton moaned and leaned forward onto the floor, raising his rear further up to make it easier for the human. Marco took complete control and used one of his hands to pressed the Staraptor into the wet spot in the carpet, rubbing his cheek into Vlad's cum. It was rough and slightly humiliating, but Clayton loved it. It felt so good to have a bit of forceful treatment. With his head pressed into the carpet and the human thrusting firmly against his ass, he was very much in a place where he was starting to really feel good. With no physical stimulation at all, his cock was twitching with pleasure.

Marco's shaft, while not nearly as long as the dildo, was proving to be a much better feeling than the silicon. The way it twitched and flared slightly at the peaks of thrusts, and the way the texture of his head rubbed against the Staraptor's inner walls felt absolutely amazing. The human was still holding tightly onto Clay's front side, forcefully pulling him back. The slapping sounds mixed with the voices of both males filled the small guest bedroom nicely. Vlad sat off to the side and watched, a paw rubbing his already erect cock slowly.

Clayton was starting to feel the warm sensation of the cock pounding his ass begin to grow into something more. His body started to feel like it was glowing, with the focal point of it being right beneath his slit. It was growing and building, and his moans grew with it. But before the climax took over him, Marco's voice echoed out in a loud groan, and he slammed his cock deep into Clayton, emptying his hot, sticky load inside. It wasn't enough for Clayton to cum, but the hotness of the liquid and the stickiness still felt amazing. Marco's cock twitched with each shot, and slight hip motions gently rocked Clay back and forth on the floor.

After Marco had finished completely, he pulled out, leaving no sign of a cumshot. It was all very deep in Clay's ass. Marco was panting and had a smile on his face. “Wow, Clayton, that was a good ride. You were certainly a good selection. Good job, Mittens."

Clayton swore he saw the Luxray's eyes start to glow with anger. Vlad stopped rubbing himself and gave Marco an incredibly threatening look.

“Don't. Call. Me. That. Here." His teeth were barred, and his tail flicked around angrily behind him.

“Mittens? Where does that even come from?" The question left Clayton's mouth before he could hold it back. His eyes went wide, and he saw the hatred in Vlad's eyes turn straight towards him. He got up from the spot he was sitting at and walked over towards Clay.

“Sorry, Vlad. And to answer your question, Clayton, it's part of his full name. Vladimir Mittenski. Affectionately, Mittens. He even likes being called that name in private, believe it or not."

Clayton was ninety percent of the way to telling Marco to shut up, because all the teasing was going straight to the hate boner Vlad had, and all of it he knew was going to go towards him, not Marco. The human chuckled heartily behind Clay, but that wasn't even the worst thing. The worst was the giggle that Clayton couldn't hold back. It was small, quiet, and almost not noticeable.

Luxrays had good hearing though. Vlad jumped on the Staraptor and twisted his body, lining his hips up with Clayton's feathered rump. He growled and bit down on Clayton's neck, digging around in the bird Pokemon's rear feathers until the tip of his cock lined up with Clay's now well-used ass. Clay would have been absolutely terrified, but the Luxray's bite was incredibly gentle. It was more the kind of grip a parent would use to hoist a kitten by the scruff. This was just play. The bird had no need to fear for his life just yet.

But as gentle as the bite was, the thrusting was certainly not. It was a much different experience getting fucked by the Luxray than by the human or the dildo. Vlad's cock was not big, as to be expected of a feline. It wasn't particularly long or thick, but the one thing it did have was those barbs. The fleshy hooks created a texture that Clayton was quite unsure of at first. On one wing, it really did kind of hurt. The barbs pulled at his flesh each time the Luxray thrusted, and the tugging was almost uncomfortable. Almost being the key word.

What was actually happening, was Clayton's orgasm was rising again, hoping to find its release this time, and the warmth flowing through his entire body was turning that tugging and pulling into sharp bits of pure pleasure, causing him to groan out into the floor again. Vlad had both front paws on Clay's back, pressing him harshly into the floor. The bite at the back of his neck slowly increased in pressure, but never enough that the bird Pokemon felt actually threatened. Vlad was making him his fuck toy, and it felt so good.

The cat's thrusts were shallow but harsh, and very fast. It didn't take long, and finally Clayton could feel the wave of pleasure wash over his whole body, and the release crashed down. His moans turned into chirps of pleasure, and his wings spread out slightly at his side. Clay's long, pink cock started to spray the carpet underneath him violently with his seed, and the muscles in his ass squeezed the feline cock inside of it.

Vlad's clamp on Clay's neck grew just a little bit harder, not quite enough to break the skin underneath the feathers. But, his growl sounded primal, and his hips thrusted forward one last time, spraying another load of cum to mix with Marco's inside of Clayton. It was small and short, but it still felt amazing, just as Clayton crested over the peak of his orgasm and rode it down.

Vlad withdrew quickly after cumming, and a bit of cum wiped off in Clayton's feathers. When the Luxray was off of him, his legs gave out and he collapsed on the floor, rolling on his back and breathing heavily. A bit of cum leaked out of his tailhole dripping down his feathers and onto the carpet with the rest of the mess.

“I think Vlad really likes you," Marco said with a grin. He was now sitting over on the bed, leaning on some pillows and watching.

“You don't have to speak for me," the Luxray replied with a cold voice.

“Maybe you should try speaking up more often then, bud." Marco was fondling his cock gently, not really working to even get erect.

Clayton rolled back over on his stomach and stood up after a minute or so, having finally caught his breath. Vlad had joined Macro on the bed, where they were cuddling together with Vlad licking Marco's neck.

“Hope you don't mind, just taking a small break here. Don't want to wear ourselves out too quickly," Marco said, stroking the large tuft of mane on Vlad's head.

“That's perfectly okay with me," Clayton replied with a nod. He walked over to the bed and hopped up, setting down at the foot of the bed. He wanted to join in with the two, but was also a little worried about intruding too much. It was starting to get awkward for a few seconds, before Vlad's voice spoke up:

“So why do you work here?"

Clayton blinked, not expecting a direct question from him. “Uhm… Well, it's pretty good money, I suppose."

“But is it not degrading, having sex for money?"

“Be nice, Vlad," Marcus spoke up.

“No, it's an honest question," Clayton replied quickly. He shifted around at the foot of the bed and settled in, poofing his feathers out a little bit and getting comfortable. “The way I look at it, getting paid well to do something I genuinely enjoy and don't have to pretend to like is much less degrading than getting paid badly to do a crappy job that I don't like, but have to pretend I like doing it, you know?"

Vlad didn't reply right away. He had stopped licking Marco and had sat up, looking through the window through the curtain that was right next to the bed. He turned back and asked, “Where are you from?"

“Nevada. Reno, specifically. I worked in Reno as a waiter at a casino there, and absolutely hated it. It wasn't the waiting part, but the environment and the pay that I hated."

The Luxray actually smiled! That was not something Clay had been expecting at all.

“I used to be a waiter at a casino here in Oklahoma, actually," he said. The smile dropped immediately. “I also hated that job. It was exactly as you described; the environment you would think would be pretty cool in a casino, but it sucks. They overwork you and under pay you."

“Exactly. Funnily enough, though, I didn't originally come here to be a bedroom waiter. I was just going to work tables and that was it, but I accidentally agreed to to the try out for adult waiter. I was too nervous to tell them I didn't mean it and wound up making the adult job. Turns out, I like it quite a bit." Clayton chuckled to himself, giving a quick look around the room.

“Well you seem pretty good at the job to me," Marco said with a grunt as he sat up on his knees to look out the window with Vlad. He stopped for a second, and grinned.

“... I can see into some of the other rooms across the courtyard here that have windows open. That means they can see in here if we were to open the curtains, right?" He looked to Clayton with that grin growing wider.

“Uh, I suppose so, yes. Why do you ask?"

“All the rooms with open curtains don't have people in them from what I can see. And, there's a fairly large group of people out in the garden right now."

Clayton's eyes went wide as he realized what Marco was implying. Fucking with the curtains open was by no means frowned upon, but it was still something that made him feel a little bit nervous. But, Vlad also grinned. That meant they both wanted to do it.

“W-what exactly were you thinking?" Clayton asked, swallowing and looking between the other two males as they eyed him.

“Come here," Vlad said, motioning him over more in front of the window.

Clayton slowly moved towards the window, then was grabbed by Marco and laid on his back, ass facing the window. Vlad threw the curtains wide open. Clay's ass was now on display to anyone who happened to be looking through the window. He couldn't see out, but he could see Marco's face above him; the human looked like he was looking someone in the eyes.

Before Clay could say anything, Vlad crawled on top of him, smiling widely down at him. Clay could feel the Luxray press his crotch against his ass, rubbing his sheath through the ruffled feathers. The Staraptor felt the cat's pink tip start to poke at him, and quickly the whole length was out and rubbing against his lower region.

“Oooh, we got some onlookers, Vlad. Make sure you put on a good show." Marco waved to the people outside. If Clay could sweat, he would have been sweating bullets. He wasn't exactly sure what about the whole thing was causing him to be so nervous; these people had no way of really knowing who he was, and they couldn't even see his face. But, there was just something about it.

There was also something about the feeling of a Luxray cock jabbing its way into his ass that made him groan in pleasure, his cock starting to emerge once more from his slit. Clay's vision was obscured suddenly by the face of Vlad, who had leaned down to rest his head against the bird Pokemon's breast, and his large head tuft covered Clay's eyes.

The Luxray was wasting no time, and went right to full speed thrusting. Clay began to moan, and his lower body wanted to thrust upwards into the soft belly fur that was grinding up against his cock. Through the barrier of fur, Clay could see Maro above him, rubbing his cock for some people in the window, giving them cheeky smiles the whole time. Then, the human brushed Vlad's fur to the side and started to rub his shaft on Clay's face.

The Staraptor began to lick the shaft when he could, making sure to be extra careful with his beak. Instead of letting him suck it, though, Marco kept rubbing himself. He wasn't watching Clay's face, but was rather watching his Luxray partner pound his ass. His eyes kept glancing upwards to the window.

“There's a big crowd now. You getting close, Vlad?"

“M-mmph, yeah. Almost." Vlad paused for one second to readjust himself spreading his legs out a little bit further before resuming his thrusting. The feline's barbs were doing their job just as well as they were earlier, and were grabbing onto Clay's inner walls just enough where the slight pain felt amazing. Clayton couldn't help but be shoved back and forth with the powerful thrusts, grinding up against Vlad's under side and leaking pre into the light blue fur.. The fur was soft, but had enough texture still to really massage the sensitive underside of his cock.

Vlad let out a low growl and pressed his face firmly down into the soft breast of Clay. Soon after, his hips slammed forward once and his barbs flared outwards, gripping the bird's insides as it shot forth several shots of hot cum just as it had before. Clayton was beginning to feel quite full from the several loads of cum that had been deposited inside of him tonight already.

Luckily for him Marco seemed content to unload on his face instead, and was panting heavily with his hand moving quickly. Vlad rose up off of Clayton and moved over to the sidejust in time time for the crowd to see the human moan and buck his hips forward, spraying a big load all over Clay's face and chest. Clay's cock twitch and he thrusted at the air as he watched it, licking at any cum that landed anywhere near his beak.

Clayton felt quite wet when Marco rolled off to the side. Marco waved to the window again, and Clay decided he needed to see. He rolled over on his front and stood up, turning around. There were about ten people standing around their window, all looking in. He stood and stared, a couple of them waving back. One man was masturbating, but was trying to say something to Clay. He was pointing his finger and making rolling motions, indicating him to lay back on his back so the man could see his cum filled ass.

Clayton grimaced as much as a bird could, but nodded and did as he was asked. He rolled back onto his back and flexed his tail down towards the bed.

Marco and Vlad were watching the man intently — Vlad was rubbing himself again already, in fact. Felines really could go at it quick. Clay grunted and flexed his muscles, and a big glob of cum oozed from his tailhole and down onto the bed. That had been what the man wanted for sure, because Clayton could hear the sounds of squirts on the window. It was a huge turn on, Clayton thought, having some completely random dude blowing his load on the window to him showing off.

Marco waved one more time to the crowd before closing the curtains back, causing the room to darken considerably. Clayton returned to his feet and poked his head through the curtains to see that the man had indeed unloaded on their window.

With his face still sticking through the curtains, he felt a presence behind him shove him forward and press his face into the glass. A few people were still standing around, getting ready to leave when they saw the cum covered face of the Staraptor get flattened against the window by a large black paw. His eyes were wide, glancing all around the inner garden. He had come to terms with getting his ass fucked in front of all these people, but now that he could see them, he was starting to get nervous once more.

But, no one was crowding around like they had been before; now he was just getting some looks and smiles as the people as they dissipated and returned back inside the Cafe where it was cool. Clayton was beginning to wonder why he was being pressed against the window, but then he felt something against his rear again. It wasn't a cock this time, but a tongue.

Specifically, it was a harsh, rough tongue — that of Vlad. Clayton moaned against the warm glass, his breath slightly fogging it up. The tongue was relatively small for how large a creature Vlad was, but the texture was much like the fline's cock: it almost hurt, but that made it feel amazing. Just as he did before while presenting to the man, Clayton let a large amount of his combined customers' semen leak out of him. The deep rumble he felt from the Luxray signed that he enjoyed it, and he lapped it up greedily. Clay's pucker was starting to feel a bit worn from the rough tongue when Vlad pressed it forward, and it slid deep into him.

The Staraptor's hole was so used and stretched at this point that the tongue had no troubles squeezing in. Clayton gasped, but let out an even louder groan when he felt the feline's tongue brushing up against his inner walls. It was like the sensation of the barbed cock, but much more intense. Every lick caused the bird to shiver and grunt, clamping his beak down hard together as a stand in for gritting his teeth. He was reminded of his erection now as the harsh licks of that tongue caused it to flex painfully below Clay, wanting to release for a second time that night so badly.

When Vlad pulled his tongue from Clay's depths, the Staraptor retreated from the window and flopped onto an empty spot on the bed.

“O-oh God," Clay commented, his cock still flexing in the air. “Your tongue is amazing."

“I've been told that a lot. I've also been told it hurts a lot," the Luxray replied flatly.

“It did, but it was a good kind of hurt. In my current state of beyond aroused, it felt amazing."

Vlad chuckled and nodded. Clayton had just realized that Marco was missing when he heard a flush from the bathroom and saw Marco step out. “Okay, boys. What do you say we turn things up a little bit in here?"

“Were things not already turned up?" Clay asked with a slightly bewildered tone. “I'd say things have been pretty turned up for a while now. I've already done two or three things today I've never done before."

“Well maybe we can make that number four or five by the time we finish, eh?" Maco cracked his knuckles and rolled his neck a few times. “Are you ready, Vlad?"

The Luxray responded by gracefully raising to both feet from laying down and dropping silently to the floor. His tail flicked around in the air behind him and his head turned to look at Clayton. The Staraptor took a deep breath and followed him back to the floor where they started. Marco gestured for Clay to lay down on his front side, and he obliged.

“I think I've got one more round in me before we take a long break here. We do have you for the whole night if we want, right?"

“If you want, yes. I can stay here as long as you want me to."

Vlad placed a paw on Clayton's neck and pressed him firmly down to the floor, ever rough. The Luxray straddled Clay's head and leaned his hips down so that his shaft sat right in front of the bird Pokemon's face.

“That's good, because we only get to stay for the one day, and I want to get the most out of it."

Marco grabbed hold of Clay's tail feathers and pressed his cock against his ass. Clay had not gone soft yet, and now he was having his shaft pressed into the carpet below him. The carpet in the Cafe Plaisir was not the softest in the bedrooms, as it was much easier to clean. To keep with the sort of theme they seemed to be having this day so far, though, the texture of the carpet was rough against his long, thin member, and when he flexed it pleasured it down the whole length.

At the same time, both males inserted their cocks into the either end of Clay, effectively spit roasting him on the floor. All three of them moaned in unison, with Clay's being the clear loudest. His ass was so used to having something in it at this point that he almost didn't notice; or at least, he didn't compared to having the Luxrays cock in his beak. Blowjobs were not something people usually wanted from a bird, even though he knew he was quite good at it. He'd been complimented several times since being at the Cafe that he gave fantastic blowjobs, and he had a feeling he knew why.

It wouldn't help him here, as the Luxray's shaft wasn't too long, but he didn't have a gag reflex. He could take a cock all the way down his throat and not worry about it. It was hard to breathe, sure, but that was something that just took practice. What made Vlad's cock so distracting was the same thing that made it feel so good in the other end: those barbs.

They felt so different in his mouth compared to his ass. They weren't quite as sharp as they seemed to feel against his more tender anal muscles, but they still tugged and pulled against Clay's mouth. He kept his beak open to its widest and angled his head just slightly so that the feline's cock was entering at an angle, avoiding the more pointed beak tip. Vlad had not seemed to notice all too much, and began thrusting away as he had multiple times already that night. His cock tasted distinctly of semen.

On the other side of things, Marco was being equally not gentle and was slamming away at the rear end of the bird Pokemon. Clayton was being bounced back and forth between both males, each one thrusting in rhythm but opposite of each other. Clayton kept his eyes closed and focused on one thing that was starting to nag at him: his own erection.

He'd already came once, but all the teasing and rubbing between this point and then was driving him absolutely crazy. His cock was grinding against the carpet and causing him to groan around the Luxray's cock. Now that Vlad's cock was in his face and not his ass, he was beginning to notice that the girth was turning out to be much less easy to handle.

After a while, when the burning sensation in Clayton's insides was beginning to grow, he was slowly becoming less and less interested in the Luxray though and was really feeling the hot length of Marco pounding him. The head was managing to prod at a particularly sensitive spot inside of him, and that was driving his body absolutely crazy. Clay was practically quivering with anticipation, and his brain slowly melted into jelly as the overwhelming amount of sensations started to become too much.

He still very much noticed though when, before his orgasm hit, a hot spray of cat cum shot into his maw. He gulped the first shot down, then the second, but had to pull off to gasp for air, which left the third and fourth shots to cover his face. But gasping for air and getting a face full of jizz wasn't enough to distract from the overwhelming sense of pressure building and building, until he could stand it no more.

There was no holding back; when the surge finally came, Clayton did nothing to try and stop it. With a mighty yell, the Staraptor bit the cum-stained carpet with the tip of his beak and held on for dear life. His cock erupted and sprayed the floor and the underside of his chest with a forceful blast of his seed. His internal walls spasmed, milking the human's cock for all he had. Marco moaned and kept slamming the bird Pokemon's ass.

Clayton felt like his orgasm lasted forever, but after the actual ten seconds were over, he lay on the ground limp, hardly noticing that Marco was still going.

“Sorry, Clay, but I've got a little ways to go yet!" Marco said with a pat on the Staraptor's back. He was still high in the sky from one of the most intense orgasms he'd had in a long time, saying nothing in reply.

As the numbness started to wear off, however, the thrusting was beginning to grow a little bit more uncomfortable. His soft moans of pleasure turned to grunts of dissatisfaction. It wasn't so bad that he needed to stop, but he was now completely spent and ready for a break. He was starting to feel relieved when Marco's voice was growing a bit louder after a little bit, but was taken aback when Vlad walked behind him and whispered something in the human's ear.

The thrusting stopped, the human's cock left him, and Clay found a pair of hands around his side.

“We're going to try something a little bit new, okay?" Marco asked.

“Yeah, that's fine," Clay replied tiredly. Vlad slowly slid his way around to Clay again then laid on his back, tail end facing Marco. Marco's hands lifted Clayton up into the air and laid him down on his back on the Luxray's front side.

“Hey there, birdy. Ready for the ride of your life?" Vlad practically whispered into Clay's ear. He had the same eyes that he wore when they first started that day: they bored into his own, causing the Staraptor to swallow nervously.

“I-I think so," he replied meeky.

Vlad gave a single lick to Clay's beak, then Marco pressed Clay's ass downwards until the Luxray's cock was pressed against his ass. It was at that moment he realized what was about to happen.

Vlad thrusted upwards, his cock burying itself into the empty hole and filled it as much as he could. Clayton moaned softly, but when he felt Marco's cock press against his entrance as well and start to slip in, those soft moans turned loud very quickly. His muscular ring had felt comfortably stretched before, but having nearly double the girth was now making sure he felt it again. Marco slipped all the way in and sat there for a moment, allowing Clayton to get used to the thickness.

“You doing okay there?" he asked with a rub to the Staraptor's belly. Clay's eyes were clenched shut and he was breathing in sharply through his beak, but he nodded.

“Y-yeah, go for it." He braced himself mentally for what was about to happen, and found that even though he had just cum minutes prior, his erection was back. Clay was really hoping that the human would rub him off to go with this new challenge. It would certainly help, he thought.

Soon, both pairs of hips started moving at different speeds. The other two males seemed to not like that too much and quickly consolidated their motions together. Clayton groaned slowly, finding both cocks at once to be on the edge of what he could comfortably take without doing some stretching outside of work. The bird Pokemon's cock stood full mast above his cum stained body, twitching and begging for something to touch it.

Marco was too occupied at first though, moaning and grunting loudly and holding Clay down to keep him from rolling off Vlad's front. The slapping and schlorping noises coming from the Staraptor's lower section were quite impressive and were very audible even over the myriad of noises all three participants were making. The human and Luxray's cocks were covered in semen already from the several previous orgasms they'd left inside of their waiter's ass, and that was helping the process along nicely.

Clay wasn't sure how Marco felt about the spiny feline cock against his own, but the Staraptor was really feeling the intensity of those barbs as they bit at his tight pucker each time the Luxray thrusted. The sensation was harsh, but after all they'd done already today, he was getting quite used to harsh. He was beginning to really like harsh. These two had been using him as their own plaything since they'd started, and Clay loved it. He'd been with enough customers at this point to know he was a sub, but this had really pushed and tested him, and now he was certain of that fact.

Finally, a hand reached out to Clay's cock. He'd orgasmed twice tonight already, but either of those times had either of his two customers touched his cock once. Now, as soon as the hand closed around him and started to stroke the very wet member up and down, it was all Clay could do to keep from yelling. His body was tired and his mind was tired, but that surge of pleasure was what he needed to finish this session off the right way. With the first, real pleasure his cock had all day, any sort of pain he was experiencing in his ass melted away. It turn from sharpness to smoothness in the matter of seconds.

Clayton almost felt like he could black out at any second to wake up covered and stuffed with cum. His mind was floating somewhere above his body, observing the scene and watching himself get fucked in the ass by two people at once. It was a wonderful thing, and even though his eyes were fixed shut from the pleasure, he didn't need to actually see the scene to know everything that was going on.

The first one of the two to cum was bound to be Vlad. Clayton could feel the cat holding back some, skipping out on a few thrusts every little bit as he tried to contain his orgasm until Marco could cum too. But, with another cock rubbing against his own so forcefully, there was only so much he could do to slow himself down and wait it out, and finally the feline grabbed ahold of the red spike of hair on Clayton's head in his maw and bit down hard, moaning loudly into the feathers as he resumed thrusting at full force, his orgasm striking hard.

His hips kept going through the whole time to keep up with Marco, who was getting incredibly close as well, judging by the noises and the gusto with which he was pounding Clay. With the Luxray cumming on his dick as much as inside the Staraptor, Marco was not long behind, and just as the feline had stopped squirting, he too reached his peak. Marco had so much more cum comparatively, and instead of lasting for six or so seconds, his orgasm lasted at least fifteen seconds of twitching and moaning. Thick strands of the white seed added to Clayton's growing collection of loads.

Vlad growled as he waited for his human friend to finish, still biting down into the feathery spike on Clay's head. It was now time for Clay to join the two, for Marco hadn't stopped stroking the bird Pokemon even as he came. He kept going, and as the two males pulled free of Clay's ass, bringing with them a massive gush of cum, the popping free finally sent Clayton over the edge.

The Staraptor called out, his whole body shaking as his cock shot an epic load up into the air, landing anywhere from his own chest, to on Vlad's face, to the floor behind them as well. It was an incredible amount for having just oragasmed a few minutes prior, and it felt even better than both of the other two combined. Waves of pleasure crashed over Clay's body, and when the final spurts ended and his cock stopped lurching in Marco's hand, the numbness finally started to take over.

The three males sat there in silence, merely panting to themselves and trying to catch their breaths. Clayton eventually rolled off the top of Vlad and onto his stomach beside the Lxray, laying his head on the feline's thick chest. Marco leaned backwards to lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling while the two Pokemon cuddled and embraced for a little bit.

Clayton's body was absolutely exhausted, and he wasn't sure if he could go too many more times later in the day. He hoped the other two would be tired as well, and might just decide to do some easy stuff or something. It was wishful thinking on his part, and didn't really expect that to happen though.

Vlad was licking Clay's face, which helped to clean the semen out of his feathers. Clay nearly fell asleep right there, but Vlad eventually stopped and stood up, stretching his body out.

“You might need a shower, Clayton," the Luxray said. That was the first time Vlad had said his name, he was pretty sure.

“Yeah, I could certainly go for one. I need to eat here pretty soon, and I don't want to go out covered in semen if I can keep from it."

Marco chuckled and sat up to look at him. “I think it's a good look for you, personally. I think you could pull it off."

“It's not about that so much as it is I just feel kind of gross right now. Also, I've got way too much semen up my ass that needs to come out." Clayton chuckled in return and stood up, stretching his wings out before heading for the shower. “I'll be right out."

After showering and cleaning himself out as well as he could, Marco had gotten dressed again. He and Vlad were reading on their respective cell phones, but stopped when Clay stepped out of the he bathroom. They accompanied him back to the main bar, which had thinned out a little bit since he had left it earlier.

Clayton ordered some salmon and couscous, and the other two got some ice cream since they had only eaten a couple hours earlier. After conversing with them for a while, it turned out that Clayton and Vlad actually shared quite a bit in common with each other. They both liked the same kind of music, watched a lot of the same movies, and several other things.

“You two live around here?" Clayton eventually asked them before eating the last bit of food on his plate.

“Sort of. We're from Shawnee, which is about a two hour drive from here. It's fairly close, all things considered," Vlad said. His ice cream bowl was empty and licked spotlessly clean now.

“Well, I'll tell you what," Clayton began. “I'll give you my number, and any time you find yourself close to here, give me a ring if you want to hang or fuck or anything. Even if you're just in the area, I can easily fly my way to any surrounding town without much problem."

Marco pulled his phone out, “I like that idea. This isn't the first time we've been to this part of the state, just the first time we've been here specifically. I'll gladly shoot you a text next time we're close."

Clay gave them both his number and sat back in the booth, enjoying the fullness from his food. Before he was able to get too comfortable, though, the other two slipped out of the booth and looked back to him.

“Well, I'm ready for some more fun already," Marco said with a grin. “I've heard that this place has a place for clubbing as well, and we're both into that."

“Oh, you mean Dark Pulse? Yeah, it's down the hall this way." He pointed with a wing and groaned as he got up out of the booth.

Vlad and Marco exchanged looks before turning to stare at Clayton, who gulped and smiled wearily back at them.

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Clayton groaned as he stepped up into his apartment. The house was dark as the outside sky. He closed and locked the door behind him and went straight for his bedroom.

Each step was uneasy, and he felt like his legs would collapse with each one. The trudge to his bed was a slow one, but when he finally got there, dropped his bag, and climbed up, he splayed out with his head on his pillow. Besides his legs, his head was still throbbing with bass and his ass was still throbbing from all the times he'd gotten slammed that night. He was done.

He had just enough energy to pull his phone from his bag and plug it in on the nightstand next to him. Just as he'd locked the phone and closed his eyes, the phone buzzed. He growled and reached over to check it, seeing the time was about three thirty in the morning. The message was from an unknown 405 number.

He unlocked the phone, and read: “Hey, it's Vlad. Tonight was fun. We weren't going to leave tomorrow until about 2, when your shift starts again. Wanna meet up before your shift and have some more fun before we leave?"

Clayton glared at the screen. He turn his phone back on its front and locked it, then turned his head the other direction and fell asleep.