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A Healthy Relationship 2: Learn to appreciate the small things

The next few days were spent in the same relative peace that always preceded one of their conquests: Davin was busy unearthing every little secret about the target he could find while Brutus got to know the guy and listened to his woes, all the while taking notes when he arrived at the bar so a chance meeting with Davin could be arranged.

The details surrounding poor Percy's relationship were quite juicy though.

His girlfriend really was a cheat and not a very discreet one at that. Percy got slapped down every time he so much as tried to hold her hand and the downtrodden stallion had been banished to the guest room. He went about his day with an air of depressed resignation while his girldfriend went shopping with her friends, giggling all the while.

Davin was aware that his and Brutus tastes might be considered unhealthy, but this relationship was pure poison on the outside and got worse the deeper in he went. She wasn't even subtle about her flirting. Tracking down her lover took less than two days, a new personal record for Davin in his career as private investigator. He found her sucking off a bulky doberman not even half a day after he started sniffing around the house and he knew the dogs name and occupation the next day. He was a security guard working for her daddy's company, either she really didn't give a shit if people found out or she was just that stupid.

Pity he wasn't getting paid for the shots. The pictures would come in handy later in case he needed something to confront the pony with.

At least he figured out hown this unholy abomination of a relationship came to be in the first place. Daddy got tired of his princess screwing everything with a pulse and threatened to cut her allowance if she didn't get her act together. Apparently he didn't shower the help with the same attention he gave his daughter because all it took was a compliment, a smile and an invitation to a cup of coffee to entice his maid to spent the rest of the evening gossipping up a storm about the goings-on at the household.

A few days later Davin was confident enough in his research that he sat in the back of the pub, waiting for their Prey to return to The Bull's Head. He brought a little work from home and nursed his drink on occasion, eyes half on credit card statements from another case and half on his husband.

He'd always had a weakness for men in uniform and Brutus looked delectable in his bartender clothes.

If Percy the pony didn't show up today maybe he could convince his bull to take a short break later. His office was on the second floor and the walls were thick enough that they could squeeze in a nice blowjob at least.

An hour with no stallion in sight and Davin sidled up to the bar, empty glass in hand.

"Thanks for the drink dear. Say, how about you ask if Mickey can take over for a while and we take a little break upstairs? You're looking tense. I think you could take a massage. Let me loosen that tension you've got on display."

He could see Brutus swallowing while his eyes flickered to the door.

"It's not that late yet. It's strange, he always came by on friday the last four weeks." He'd been looking forward to this too, both of them had. He'd always enjoyed watching Davin wrap a guy around his little finger, especially knowing that the same guy's lips were going to be wrapped around his dick later that night.

"Love, the pony isn't coming tonight. That doesn't have to mean that you can't."

Davin could see Brutus shift nervously behind the bar and suppressed a smirk. It never took much more than a sultry smile and a suggestive phrase to get his husband going. The bar was hiding the effect he was having on his husband, who proceeded to cough and turn awkwardly to hide his lower body while talking to the stag on the other end of the bar. Mickey nodded and waved over the two patrons coming through the door while Brutus and Davin made a quick exit through the door marked 'employees only'.

A quick trip up the stairs proved to be more of a challenge than anticipated since Davin's eyes remained glued to Brutus' backside. Just because they didn't have much time didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun at least. They couldn't trade blowjobs, at least not if they wanted to get done in a timely manner, but Brutus was pent up enough he'd probably tolerate it if Davin played around a little.

They paid precious little attention to the state of the office, barebones as it was. All that mattered was Brutus' work desk which, as it had demosntrated in the past, was sturdy enough to support a horny bull and his lover.

While Brutus fumbled with his zipper Davin locked the door. Better save than sorry and he only liked an audience when he knew they were there.

Brutus kicked his pants into a corner and turned around, already snorting and breathing heavily. And oh, what a sight he was.

Large even by the standards of bulls, Brutus' cock was the dream of any size queen in the surrounding clubs. Pulsing with his heartbeat, it proudly slapped against Brutus' stomach as he sat back on his desk, legs spread and beckoning Davin to come over.

Davin gave his love a deep kiss, running his paws over the muscled stomach and inserting his leg between the bull's spread thighs, careful to rub against his rigid cock and heavy balls.

"Eager aren't we my dear? Come stud, moan for me." He carefully squeezed his bull's balls, chuckling at the aborted shout that petered off into a slurred moan, the bull's prick throbbing harder.

"Don't tease kitten. We don't have much time, Mickey has to leave in a half an hoooouu-!" Davin noisily slurped as he sucked the tip of Brutus' cock into his mouth, running his tongue along the bottom. The tip was usually the easiest part to swallow since Brutus' prick since it was also the thinnest. Brutus meanwhile had an iron grip on the desk to avoid grabbing Davin's head. His husband didn't appreciate being rushed and unlike the bitches they usually with fun with had a limit on how much abuse he was willing to tolerate.

Working his way down the bull's shaft, Davin continued to play with Brutus' balls, feeling their weight in his hands and lightly squeezing them from time to time. The bull appreciated the extra stimulation and his precome flowed freely from his slit, only to be lapped up by Davin's raspy tongue moments later.

Looking up from his work, the tiger noticed that his husband had his head thrown back, snorting and moaning at the ceiling, lost in the sensation. After running his paws lightly over the bull's sweaty chest and judging him adequately distracted, Davin moved one of his paws from the bull's balls to his shaft, taint, massaging the skin and applying pressure where he knew the bull liked it. The other paw meanwhile started playing with Brutus swollen bovine shaft, moving up and down the fleshy pillar while the fur absorbed the abundant mixture of bull pre and tiger saliva that ran down the shaft in rivulets.

"Poor Brutus. You've had a hard week didn't you? Working in the evening, while I was gone during the day. We hardly had any quality time together. Aren't you glad to have such a considerate tiger at your side?" Davin made sure to cover the bull's cock with short, raspy licks. He could hear the wood protesting under the bull's abortive movements when Brutus made some involuntary half-thrusts with his hips. Davin used the opportunity to pull Brutus to the table's edge, exposing the bull's pucker.

"Kitten, what are you doing? Oh!"

"Well, you did say we shouldn't waste time. I know you can come faster if you get a little extra stimulation. No offense and I truly do love your staying power, but we can't dawdle now can we?" Davin smirked up at the sweating bull while he lazily ran a digit along his taint and stopped at the bull's hole.

Brutus chose that moment to grab Davin's head and pushed him back down on his dick, bellowing loudly as Davin breached his hole. The tiger was only slightly annoyed at the bull while he suppressed his gag reflex. A warning would have been nice, but most of their more energetic couplings without a third partner tended to degenerate into sexual endurance contests anyway.

While Brutus proceeded to pump in and out of the tiger's maw, Davin fingered the bull's ass open, aggressively prodding his prostate all the time. Brutus got increasingly more frantic, he could feel his balls boiling and chased his climax with the reckless abandon of a man possessed. His eyes rolled backwards while he moaned, hands clenching and unclenching against Davin's head, clearly fighting for control.

"Fuck. Harder. Come on bitch, is that all you can do?" The bull yelled at the wall somewhere over Davin's head.

'Well, if you insist. No more Mr. Nice Kitten then.' With that thought in mind Davin shoved a second finger into the spasming hole, relentlessly driving them into the bull's prostate while the bull roared and dislodged the few papers that hadn't been knocked off the desk yet, bills and letters fluttering to the floor. The tiger used the moment to pull the bull's legs over his shoulder, opening his ass for easier access.

The only thing Davin was focusing on was driving his bull over the edge as quickly as possible, while Brutus roared up a storm at the unrelenting stimulation from both ends.

Finally, blessedly, Davin could feel his bull tense and his hole clench down on his fingers while his balls firmed up. He quickly started to swallow around Brutus' massive girth as the bull's balls unleashed a deluge of come down his throat. Continuing to brush over the bull's prostate, Davin watched as Brutus came down from his high and the stream of semen trickled to a stop. He carefully removed his fingers from the bull's ass before the stimulation became painful and wobbled backwards to sit down.

Fuck, his jaw and throat were sore.

Brutus still sat on the edge of his desk, completely blissed out and slowly sliding to the floor. "Thanks kitten, I needed that. Sorry about that. How's your mouth? Wait, let me get you some water."

Davin greatfully accepted the glass and sipped the water to calm his sore throat. At least Brutus going all out meant there was nothing much to clean up, aside form their rumpled clothing and a few scattered papers. One of the advantages Brutus had over other partners was also that he was long enough that Davin didn't have to actually taste his spunk. It was always a bit thick and stuck in his mouth, leading to a long session of brushing his teeth and gargling with extra strength mouthwash each time. At least they'd learned from the past and kept a sortiment of cleaning supplies in the small bath next to the office. The one time Davin had to get home with bull semen in his fur due to Brutus pulling out early he'd made sure to take it out on the bull's hide that evening, with the bull at least having the grace to be sheepish and submit.

He was still hard, but they'd have to take care of that later that evening. Mickey had to be wondering what in the world they were doing that long, and though the stag was unusually thick he wasn't stupid enough not to figure out what they were doing if they came down from the office smelling of sex and sweat.

Five minutes and some deodorant later Davin went down first, telling Mickey that Brutus would be down in a minute. The stag nodded absentmindedly, eyes glued to the rather impressive rack on the doe nursing a margarita on the other end of the bar.

Brutus cleaned up the office and checked his uniform in the rather small bathroom mirror, making sure no incriminating spots were visible. Satisfied, he walked down back to the pub, washing up the glasses and chatting with the customers.

Percy didn't show up that evening, but neither of them minded that much. They'd learned to be patient a long time ago. Davin was content to wait for the pub to close so they could go home, in the meantime he'd sort the pictures he'd taken on his latest case and drink his water. Unlike Brutus, Davin found that alcohol only dulled his enjoyment and he wanted to be one hundred percent sober tonight.

After all, his bull had a favour to return and the tiger intended to collect.

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Percy will make his non-photo based debut in the next chapter. I'm excited!