The things we do for love
Hehe, this is a short little hot one-shot, just for funsies. I hope you all enjoy
Random hookups, they ain't really my sort of thing. However, since I haven't met the one and I am a full red-blooded Texan male, I would have to admit I've had a couple. My first was in my final year of college. Now I know I have the body of a rather well-built bull. However, I was actually there to study not just to try desperately to have a career in pro football. I was smart enough to know that I couldn't make it full pro but that I could ride that line to a decent degree. So I was studying science, biochemistry to be exact.
Now, about this hookup. It was nearing Christmas and in a few days, I'd have been heading home for the holidays. My parents were looking forward to it, even though I had made things super awkward at Easter by letting them know I'd broken up with my boyfriend. Not the smoothest way to come out to a highly religious conservative family. Yet once my mother calmed down enough to let me explain I was actually bi-sexual, and my father had stepped in to mansplain that bi-sexual meant this was just a phase. Things got right back to the normal level of awkward for my family.
None of that is really relevant, but I learned mansplaining from my father and just can't stop. Back to the hookup. It wasn't one of those catch eyes or friends with benefits type of things. It started in a gay bar, where let's face it a lot of hookups start. I was there hiding from my roommate who was killing me with a Game of Thrones binging session. I never got past the brother and sister doing it, call it a problem of my upbringing.
So I had left that jackass, not an insult that was his species, to his bingeing. Now I know I could have gone to a sports bar. However, I was twenty and never felt right ordering beer and pretending to be twenty-one. In a gay bar, nobody ever comments on you just ordering a coke. Plus my ass looks great in jeans and it doesn't hurt to hear it. Guys tend to be more vocal with their compliments in my experience.
"Hey good looking, can I buy you a drink?" I looked up from my coke to see who was offering. He was nice looking, tiger but Siberian, with white and black stripes. Older than me, if I had to guess I'd have said nearing his thirties. He was in a tank top, plain black and his shoulders showed he worked out. Not really that surprising. My eyes spotted a few other details.
"Just got a fresh coke," I replied with a friendly but not too friendly smile. "Honestly not here looking, still getting over my last relationship."
The tiger looked a little nonplussed, "it was just a drink. I wasn't looking for anything serious. Maybe a bit of fun."
"Your wife or husband not fun enough?" I replied back my eyes darting down to his very occupied ring finger.
"Good eyes, pretty too," the tiger replied with a smile "my husband he... well, he is kinda the reason I'm here."
"Well, thanks for the compliment on my eyes," there are stunning; golden brown big cow eyes on a well-built stud bull. They can be both lady and men killers.
Against all reason and logic, the tiger pushed up to the bar next to me, "my name's Winter."
"Well, my name is...wait, Winter?" I asked, it being my turn to be nonplussed.
The tiger shrugged and took a swig from his bottle of light beer, "speak to my parents, they thought it was cute; a white tiger named Winter."
"I hear that I'm Billy," oh yes that's right, Billy the Bull from Bovina Texas my parents may be guilty of child abuse through obtuse methods.
"Ouch, I feel your pain," he replied with a chuckle. "Look, clearly the ring is a problem for you. If it makes you feel better I could take it off."
"I am not allergic to the gold," I replied with a snort that only a bull could manage.
"Would it help if I said that I understand?" He could see from the look on my face that it would not. "My husband, he is into some stuff I wasn't expecting. However, I love him and I want him to be happy."
"So you are here hitting on a random guy you just met to make him happy?" I retorted with another extra derisive snort.
"Actually, yes," the tiger replied with a shrug. "He likes it when I hook up with random guys. Well, actually he likes it when I hook up with other guys. The random's kinda my choice. I want to make him happy, but figure if I do it with the same guy too much... well feelings and that. You understand." I did not.
"So... he knows you are..."
"See that big bear over by the jukebox?" Now if you had asked me to describe a cuckold I'd have probably gone to a skinny little guy, physically weak and unintimidating stereotype. Well, that wasn't what I saw. Eight-foot tall if he was an inch. Built like a fucking barn, I could see his huge pecs through his very tight t-shirt. His shorts let me know he dressed to the left and that he was packing some pretty heavy artillery. Though that might have just been because he was turned on to see his husband hitting on me.
"He... he's your... and he wants to watch you..."
"Oh no, you don't have to worry. He doesn't want to watch. He just...likes to know that I'm off getting... You know, stuffed," Winter replied with a chuckle. "Look, it's strange. I get that. Believe me, it's taken years to get into a rhythm that I am comfortable with. However, I get to have fun, he gets to have fun and you get to have fun. I assure you, I am fun."
I couldn't help but laugh, "I believe you. So if I said yes, and this isn't a yes just a question. If I said yes, we'd just leave him here and go back to yours?"
"Naw, I have a hotel room at the Imperial across the road," the tiger replied, flashing a hotel room keycard. The Imperial was a pricy place so I knew that one or both of these fellows made decent cash. As a student, I was used to one-star motels if I went anywhere and the idea of a night in a fancy hotel with a handsome guy. Well, it certainly sounded better than going back to my small flat eating ramen and trying to block out the sound of the T.V. "Room seven twenty-two. It has a balcony looking out across the city. You could bend me over it if you like a view while you screw."
It was shallow and if I am honest it wasn't exactly something I am proud of. However, the idea of being able to say I did that, well, I must admit I enjoyed the mental image. Winter could tell this, mainly because like his husband I was packing my own Howitzer and he could tell it was being primed to fire. "I'll just leave this keycard here and head back to my room. If you want to join me there, you can."
I opened my mouth to say something. Only I couldn't think of anything to say. So I just watched him leave, noticing that he stopped by his husband and gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered something. That left me in a bar alone staring at a keycard and thinking of just one thing. It had been a long time since before Easter when Dale and I had split. If you had asked me if I was the sort of guy to have a one night stand I'd have said: "Billy don't do that." Hell, I didn't even put out on a first date. Guy or girl, you have to earn your way into my pants. I am talking about dinner, dining, movie and maybe even some dancing. However, I promise I am worth the effort.
Downing my coke I could feel my cock swelling in my pants. Making sure that my eyes stayed very clear of the big bear, who I knew was watching me with just as much arousal. I picked up that card and shoved it into my pocket. Pulling on my jacket I was out of the bar feeling suddenly far too hot and uncomfortable. I can't say what I was thinking. Maybe I was just telling myself I was going over to return the key, or to say they should find a healthier way to do things. It would have been a lie, I knew I was going over there to stick my meat into him and they both knew it too.
Hell, Winter hadn't even gotten into the lift in the hotel before I caught up with him. He didn't say anything, however, he did purr. The doors had only just begun to close when he threw himself on me. His lips were on mine and his arms closed around me. For a moment I froze, prey before a hungry predator. Then my body responded for me. Pushing him back hard against the wall of the moving elevator, my tongue hungry and wild in his mouth. I gasped as his fingers stroked down my length and he groaned out loud at the thickness.
My cock throbbed to his touch and I felt a burning desire to take him. As the elevator stopped and a soft ding announced our arrival he pulled back, panting heavily. "Last door on the left," he panted and pointed. I said nothing just grabbed his hand and pulled him down the corridor, far too aroused and eager to think things through.
Opening the door I found myself in a rather nice opulent hotel room. Bed big enough for a party, minibar, kitchenette and of course a balcony looking out over the city as evening descended. It was chilly out, but we were on fire. The door wasn't even closed before his tank was on the floor. Shoes and jeans followed next and I stood agape as the sexy graceful feline stalked over to the glass doors leading out to the balcony. "I believe I promised you a stunning view."
"And you delivered," I replied earnestly and I saw a slight flush of maybe embarrassment on his cheeks. However, he pulled the door open and walked out brazen and naked. Pulling off my t-shirt so fast and eager that it got caught in my horns and I almost fell over as I struggled to get free. My shoes and jeans were kicked off and I followed him, my thick length dripping copious pre onto the carpet.
Winter was standing right up against the rail, his stripy tail lashing around drawing my eye to his perfect perky buttocks. A thought suddenly hit me, "condoms?" I asked feeling a little stupid, I hadn't brought any with me. Though I certainly had no plans to use them.
"Table to the left, with my phone," the tiger replied smoothly and with a smile. "Bring the phone too." That request made me pause. I certainly hoped he wasn't expecting any calls while we... enjoyed the view. However, I was thinking far more with my dick than my brain. Picking up the phone and a couple of rubbers I stepped out into the cold air. As a bull raised in the south I was not a fan of the cold. Yet I battled through my natural desire to move someplace warm. Thinking that soon at least part of me would be inside something snug and warm. The rest of me would be grateful for that.
I held out his phone as I arrived and he took both it and the condoms from me. "I'm all prepped back there," he informed me with a wink and purr. "So no need to go slow." He bit the corner of a condom packet and torn it open. Taking the rubber disk out and then I mooed in a full bellow as his warm paws grasped my eager and drooling cock. "Mmmm I love it when my lover is vocal." He purred pressing his nose into my neck and I could feel him sniffing my musk. It had been a long day and I certainly had not expected to be intimate so I was extra musky. Not that he complained, I swear his purring got louder. "Hold nothing back, I want to hear just how much you enjoy my ass."
Gulping, I had to admit I liked his certainty. My lovers to date had been young like me. Most had not really developed the confidence to just ask for what they wanted. It was gloriously refreshing to just be told what to do. With the lights below sparkling in the crisp night air. Thousands of flashing moving fairly lights of thousands of people going about their lives far below us. While my trembling paws reached down to grasp his buttocks.
"Wait! Here," Winter suddenly announced and thrust an object at me. It was his mobile phone and I was so very confused. "To take photos and videos if you want. For my husband."
Staring at it like he was handing me a knife dripping in blood I hesitated. "You... want me to take pictures and video?"
"Yes, you can keep your face out. However, don't be afraid to be vocal." He replied and I had to admit despite how aroused I had been I started to have some second thoughts. "I certainly will be." While I stared at the phone in confusion, he pressed his perfect ass back against me. My thick and eager length suddenly hot dogged between those sweet and warm mounds. My mind may not have been made up, but my body had no doubts. It had been far too long since I had been hilt deep in anyone and it wasn't going to allow me to be phased by the need to be both lover and cameraman.
I couldn't help but notice there was a text conversation open. Winter had just texted his husband to let him know that we were about to start. I couldn't help but look around the other buildings. I'm not sure what I expected to see, his husband on a rooftop with a pair of binoculars and his pants around his ankles. What I saw was nothing and then I felt those furry buttocks squeeze around my aching shaft.
Gulping, I flicked the phone onto camera mode and looked through the screen. Somehow that helped me. In a strange way, it made it less real and far more arousing. I wasn't ploughing some married guy. I was watching a video of a sexy feline purring as some big bull shoved his length against his eager glistening hole. The tiny red light letting me know that it was recording. I watched his hole stretch up and swallow my length and I gave a deep guttural cry as I felt my cocktip press inside him.
"Fuck... oh that's it. Please more, I need it," he cried out and his words went straight from my ears down to my hips. I thrust forward again harder, driving half of my length into him and he mewled out loudly. While my own voice lifted up. Winter might have enjoyed more than a few lovers, but he clearly kept himself tight back there. My cock was in pure silken heaven as it slid further inside.
Grunting I grasped the base of his tail and he purred out," fuck yeah. That's it... you gonna show me how a real man fucks?" In retrospect I knew that this was theatre, it was all for his husband to watch later and jerk. Or maybe fuck. I never really found out. However, at the moment I found myself buying into his words.
"Yeah, you like this?" I asked as I thrust again harder, pushing my thickness fully inside his depths until my ample balls smacked hard against his furry nuts.
"Yes!" He screamed out in reply and I felt his entire body tighten around me. I gasped loudly as he clamped around me. Biting back a growl as my instincts told me my lover was challenging my authority trying to hold me inside. I grunted deeply like the pure stud I believed myself to be. Pulling back enough cock to show on the video, my length glistening in the rubber wrapping. Then disappearing as Winter cried out in bliss.
My voice lifted up again, in a deep bull roar of pleasure. I was glad of the rubber around my cock. I knew if not for it I would likely have already pumped my bull milk into this eager kitten. However, I bit my lip down and in my mind, I knew that I wasn't just trying to impress Winter. I wanted to show his husband just how good I was, that I was better than him.
With each thrust, we both moaned and cried in bliss. "You like my cock, don't you?" I moaned out as his stripy hips pushed back eagerly trying to force every inch back inside him.
"Fuck... yes, so much better than my husband's," he purred and I felt my cock throb to hear it. Feeling bigger and stronger than I had ever felt I rutted forward harder and faster. With my free hand, I slipped my paw under him and found a perfect and wet feline length ready and eager.
"Fuck you are so hard," I moaned as I thrust into him, my paw jerking his hot length rapidly. My desire to make him cum growing with each passing moment as my own need to orgasm built quickly.
"You are so hot," he moaned back at me, pushing back again. "I need you... please put that phone down and just fucking take me." Those words were music to my ears. The video was stopped and I placed the phone on a small table beside the balcony that I suspect had been placed there specifically for that purpose.
My huge black paws grasped his hips and I spread my stance a little, finding the perfect balance. My lover was asking me to take him and I was a polite well mannered Texas boy. I would oblige him. Pulling him back hard I thrust forward with all my might. Our hips smacking together with the most wonderful and lewd sounds. Our voices were never silent, our cries of pleasure probably could be heard all the way down on the street and yet I felt no worry or concern that we might be caught. I was utterly lost to the bliss of his striped rump.
The view was amazing, not of the city or the lights. Of my glistening black length pulling out of his striped buttocks and thrusting back inside. My eyes were transfixed by the beauty and I couldn't tear them away. Suddenly I heard his voice roaring and his body strapped down around my aching shaft. His spunk flying free, some splattering on the bars of the safety rail, the rest rained down below. I try not to think if anyone might have been walking beneath us to be caught in the short sharp shower of tiger cum.
His sudden tightness was all that it took to drive me over the edge. With a bellow that any bull would have been proud of I claimed my cow. My thick length pulsing hard and flooding his depths with cream. Or at least inflating the condom to beyond factory-approved tolerances. I couldn't stop my hips moving, I rutted and thrust bucking into his ass over and over as I pumped every last pent up aching drop into his ass.
"Fuck, that was good," Winter purred as I felt a little woozy. I pulled my cock from his ass and the overfull condom popped free and slipped off. It splattered on the balcony floor like some lewd water ballon, my fluids oozing out. I spotted Winter grab his phone and snap a picture of the condom on the floor my cum flooding out. He didn't explain and I didn't ask.
"That was really nice," he observed. "Getting a bit cold out here though. Shall we go back inside."
I didn't resist, in fact, I was grateful to get back inside. My cock had retreated to the safety of my sheath and the chill air was biting at my shaggy furred body. Inside he waved at the minibar. "You want a drink."
"I... am not twenty-one yet," I replied a little shyly.
Winter's brow creased in honest confusion, "you're over eighteen right?"
I laughed and nodded, "twenty. I just... my parents were very emphatic about following the laws and stuff." I replied feeling a little embarrassed, certain in the knowledge my mother would rather I down a pint of scotch than do what I'd just done. Despite the fact, only the former was against the law.
"Ah, my parents were a little bit more relaxed about that," he replied with a smile. "Can of coke?"
"Please," I confirmed and deftly caught the can he tossed me. My mouth felt dry and I drained the small can in seconds.
"Someone was thirsty," Winter chuckled."Me too actually." At first, I thought he was talking about the light beer that he tosed back in almost one gulp. However, as soon as he tossed the can into the bin he advanced on me with hungry lustful eyes. With a light shove, I found myself sitting back down on the bed, legs spread akimbo.
Warm furry paws stroked over my leathery nuts and sheath and I groaned in pleasure. "Kitten wants some bull milk." Winter purred up at me, and then I gasped as his warm tongue lapped over my emerging cocktip. I bit back a cry of pleasure as my cock slid out and into his wonderful warmth. I gasped deeply and then felt something pressing against my fingers. Glancing down I could see the phone, the tiger was asking me to take some pictures or a video.
Once more I picked up the phone and pointed it at my stripy lover. This time I got to see his face, twisted in pleasure as his lips sealed around my cock. I snapped a shot instantly and moaned, bucking my hips to feed him more. Taking another picture showing his cheek swelling with fullness. Winter purred loudly and I felt those wonderful vibrations running down my length. With each moment the pleasure grew.
His stripy head began to bob and I lay back on the bed just letting him service my cock. I love getting head, especially when my lover clearly enjoys giving it. With his purrs and moans, I had no doubt. I took a few more pictures actually enjoying the thrill of capturing something so intimate. Watching his face on the camera bringing the detail of his every expression to my eye. The glisten of my black shaft as he pulled back. I made sure to get one with just the tip and my entire shaft glistening with his saliva.
I began to thrust my hips up just a little, loving the feel of his mouth. Taking a short video of me fucking his muzzle and then dropping the camera. Maybe it was selfish but I wanted to focus on the moment more than the shot. "Y... you ever go cowgirl, with a cowboy?" Ok, it was a corny line. However, the more he sucked on me the more I wanted to fuck him again.
A purring feline pulled off my cock and replied, "no, but I'd love to ride a bull." Winter replied and a heartbeat later he was on his feet. Leaping with a grace only a feline could manage he was on the bed before I could respond. His thighs spread across my waist and I felt his ass pushing back to my cock.
"C..condom!" I gasped out urgently, knowing that if he suggested it I would probably make a very dumb choice.
"Sorry, the heat of the moment. I forgot." He replied with a smile. I was rewarded for my diligence with a view of the feline on all fours crawling over to grab some condoms from the small table just in reach of the bed. Once more he took charge of the situation opening the packet and with practised and expert motions he wrapped my maleness in safe rubber protection.
I said nothing, just enjoyed the show and the service. Winter climbed back over me, his cock much smaller than my own, standing proud and erect over my stomach. Picking the phone back up, I waited for him to lift himself up and then I snapped a picture. A perfect shot of his ass just hovering above my shaft. The phone slipped from my fingers, bouncing off my firm chest and onto the bed forgotten, as his snug body was suddenly driven down around my aching length.
Winter purred deeply. His paws stroking over my chest and then I felt his fingers touch my sensitive nubs. My nipples have always been my big on button. Dale, my last boyfriend, had known this and had used it against me mercilessly. All it took was a simple squeeze and I would do anything he asked me too. I cried out, as a bolt of pleasure shot through my body and I thrust up hard on pure instinct.
"Oh... someone likes his nipples played with," chuckled the tiger. His fingers grasped and squeezed and I was lost to the moment. My hips slammed up suddenly. Reaching out I grasped his hips as I began to rutt up into him hard and fast. He grasped my nipples firmly as if using them as a hold to stay on the bucking bronco I had become. With each squeeze and tug thrills of pleasure and arousal drove my lusts more and more.
My thickness rammed fully into him over and over. On instinct, I reached out and grabbed his cock. Squeezing and jerking it as I gave him a ride any cowboy would have been proud to have taken. Stuffing my thick length into his purring body over and over. With each passing moment, our voices got louder and louder. Cries and bellows of passion and pleasure echoed around the room as I milked his drooling cock desperately.
Somehow, through my utter lustful haze, I felt a small hard object pushing against my shoulder. It was the phone, sliding around on the rocking bed as we fucked. My head spinning and my orgasm near I grasped it with my free hand and turned the video on. Pointing it at the tiger as I kept thrusting and my paw worked over his meat.
Winter's purrs and moans of pleasure were captured for all time as I fucked him right up to the edge of his orgasm. I'm not sure why but near the end I flicked over to photo mode and as I stuffed my thick meat in to the hilt. Winter's cock erupted and I captured a perfect image of the feline cock jetting his seed over my belly. Winter's face twisted in pure feral bliss of the orgasm I gave him.
Roaring like a lion I gave him my everything. My hips pounding into his striped rear as I fucked every last drop I could into his tight depths. Once more pushing some rubber to the very limits. Eventually utterly spent I lay back panting heavily. While Winter's sat on my lap, his eyes closed. Purrs of contentment filling the room. I picked up the phone and noticed his husband had texted, "hey Winter, what's happening? He looked a little flaky, did everything go ok?"
Flaky? Me Flaky?! I was incensed and like any true red-blooded Texan would I felt the need to defend my honour. Flicking open the gallery I selected the picture of Winter twisted in bliss as he came over me and typed out a simple reply. "Winter is cumming." Then I sent it.
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