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His back crushing against the corner pad jolted pain and energy back into the lion. Ringing in his ears. His senses returned one by one. The obnoxious buzzing gave way to the cheering of crowds; the void of scent turned into musty stench of sweat; the unintelligible blobs of color that clouded his vision became a boisterous ocelot.

Flashes emanating from the bleachers only intensified his headache. He lost all control and patience then. Clenching those fangs, his muscular yet slim legs propelled his body into the other feline.

Both crashed to the bouncing floor, the lion pinning his spotted opponent. By taking the ocelot by surprise, he prevented retaliation completely.

The referee slid beside them. Slamming his hand down, he counted.

"One! Two! Three!"

And the match was over. The referee hoisted the lion's hand just as he stood; the crowd exploded in unanimous cheering.

"The winner is... El Cid!"

That was his luchador persona, but his actual name was Alejandro Gomez. The twenty-four-year-old lion had barely a proper mane when he got into the feline fighting scene. He had moved to Mexico City to become an actor, but his fate would take him elsewhere.

He walked from the ring into the locker-room; his vision assaulted by blinding silver and obnoxious white. His headache faded as he looked around. A heavy, muscular figure of golden fur with obsidian spots contrasted against the intense brightness.

"Nice work, man!" The jaguar stood from the benches. "You scared me for a sec there!"

Alejandro was yet to reply when the towering frame hugged him tightly. The lion let out a small gasp in surprise.

"Fought like a real pro!"

Pietro Salazar, the lion's personal trainer. That man was tall enough to smother the luchador in his bulging pectorals.

"I am a pro, Pietro."

"Yeah, you are."

The condescending tone of the reply would have gotten to Alejandro's nerves had the jaguar's hand not started traveling down his back.

"Damn, I love it when you're all sweaty like this."

The spotted feline's fingers slid with exceptional ease through the fur. After a good match or an intense workout session featuring the lion, the jaguar would become energetic like that. He made sure, of course, to let his trainee know how he felt.

Those hands went down enough just to tease the sweaty lion and then back up again. The feeling of those brawny hands traveling through his body was enough to make him softly grunt. Alas, the thought of having someone walk into them curbed the lion's excitement.

"Pietro," he said between sighs, "we shouldn't be doing that here..."

"Don't you worry, babe." He broke the embrace so the lion could see his scheming grin. "I may or may have not paid our friend by the door to not let anyone in."

"Tch. Why did you do that?"

"Oh, just a spur-of-the-moment thing."

With fast hands and brute force, Pietro turned Alejandro around. His right hand locking the lion by the shoulders and left hand being dragged up-and-down the man's youthful pectorals and abs. The speed of the action caused the lion to squirm in surprise.

"H-Hey!"

"C'mon... You struggle, but you can definitely break this hold."

Not just because of the lion's skills, but also the grapple wasn't even that powerful. Alejandro knew it; the jaguar exploited it. Nuzzling the younger feline, taking in his scent, and even occasionally nibbling, he made his partner moan and grunt. Never mind the fact they were not in the most private of locations.

"Tell me, Alex." The jaguar teased one of the lion's nipples. "Just tell me to and I'll stop."

No words in response. Alex just breathed heavily; desire taking his mind whole.

"That's what I thought." Pietro softly kissed the lion's neck.

The brawny, spotted hand slid up to the pecs one last time before it traveled down until those thick digits entered the trunks.

"Good to see you're so well protected." Pietro knocked at the protective cup underneath the lion's jockstrap. "Won't be needing that anymore, though."

The jaguar was sudden and abrasive to take the piece off and lob it to the bench. Then his hand went back into the underwear. With nothing to stop him, he groped and fondled the most intimate parts of the lion. Alex couldn't contain himself.

"Oh, fuck!"

In moaning, he turned his head to his companion, who took it as a chance to deliver an impactful blow.

That kiss was as powerful as any strike the lion had taken that night. But rather than causing pain, the tongue that invaded his muzzle granted pleasure. He let the jaguar's tongue do as it pleased; always did. Pietro let his grip go; they never needed it, anyway.

Using both hands, he freed the lion's stiff member from all of its cages. Their snouts let go in huffs. The jaguar shot a smirk at the exhaling lion, the younger man barely broke a smile.

Pietro was back to nuzzling and nibbling the lion's neck. Alex was having his exposed body all felt up by muscular hands. It wasn't long before the lion took action of his own.

Without the trunks, he could feel completely the hardness that bulged beyond his partner's jeans. One hand undid the button, the other the zipper. The feeling of being caressed while squeezing that stiff member aroused him to the point of pain.

"Ready to move on?" Pietro whispered.

"Hm... Yes."

"Good..."

He turned the lion back to face him and drove another, shorter kiss on his snout. While the younger feline was distracted, the jaguar led his body to the bench below. Laying on the cold, metallic seating, he could only hear the jaguar drop his pants to the floor. His imagination completed the scene of his partner stripping off his tight briefs.

Soon the anticipation gave way to pleasure. Pietro had positioned himself between the lion's legs. A slick tongue walked his happy trail to his chest before they took a rest by a nipple. The jaguar sucked and nibbled on it, just like his partner liked it.

Alex's body shifted in delight; his forearm covered his eyes as the blinding lights hurt him. Soon, the feeling from his nipple left, and shadow covered the luminosity. Removing his arm, he found a cocky smile.

"How are you doing?" Pietro asked while advancing his body to the lion's.

"Good. Fuck, so good!"

"Aw. But we haven't even got to the best part."

The jaguar was in pushup position, his snout placed just about to touch the luchador's. Both sweating as excitement grew. Each of their damp breaths hitting the other's nostrils.

"Wanna finish this, huh? Just tell daddy how you want it."

The lion snickered; and then broke into chuckles.

Alejandro happily played along with his trainer's dominant behavior. How Pietro knew to be forceful without hurting him, his flirts and innuendos, and even all the dirty talk during sex, everything so attractive in the lion's mind. However, that word, "daddy", he could not take seriously. To the jaguar's dismay and embarrassment, he had forgotten the fact.

"S-So?" Said the jaguar with a burning face.

"Lemme see..."

The lion put his arms around the feline on top; their bodies finally touching. The sweaty chest of the luchador colliding with the tight white t-shirt of his companion; the weight of the jaguar's manhood on top of the lion's; and their muzzles touching on the edge of a kiss.

"I want 'daddy' to shove his dick in me."

He got just the answer he wanted. Were it not for the mock tone and the previous embarrassment, the jaguar would have been pumped to proceed.

"G-Good! 'C-Cause that's whatcha gonna get!"

His dominating act faltering, it was up to Alex to get him back on track.

The lion was the one to start the smooch, but only so he could make his intention known. His tongue beckoned, begged to be controlled by the jaguar's and, after a bit of shock, it was just what he got.

Muzzles parted, connected by a string of saliva.

"Heh. Aren't you eager? Good thing I got this out before dropping my pants."

He showed a small, shining package to the lion's face. The plastic sound as the jaguar waved the item teased the aroused lion. However, that was just beginning.

"Why don't you open it for me?"

The jaguar put the condom wrapper to the lion's mouth. The dominating feline was back; the lion turned ecstatic.

Alex chomped at the edge of the wrapper and Pietro slowly pulled as the fangs tore it open. Even the cadence with which he pulled had a flirty tone. Once the package was open enough, the lion let go.

"Thanks, babe." The jaguar tossed the wrapper, holding the blue condom close to his grin. "Now what did you say you wanted again."

"Tch." The lion grasped the jaguar's ass cheeks. "Just fuck me already."

After a frail laugh, the jaguar pushed his body off the benches and prepared to appease the lion. His cock had grown slick in the embrace, so the rubber just slipped in. Alex was more than eager to have the jaguar back on him and so spread his fit legs, presenting himself whole. Of course, Pietro did not need anymore encouragement, but the visage was more than welcome.

"Hm... Look at that." He grabbed the lion's legs, hoisting that lower body; he even fit his protected penis between those cheeks, teasing the lion further. "You ready, babe?"

The whole action had set the lion into bliss. He barely uttered a confirmation between his gasps.

"Oh yeah. I love when you're like that." Pietro adjusted his pelvis, seeking that hole. "I'm going in."

The lubed condom combined with sweat, and dabs of pre made the feline dick enter with exceptional ease. The lion released his highest-pitched moan. His experience had given him immunity to the usual pain to being penetrated, only pleasure remained. The jaguar lost control of his mouth, letting a heavy sigh flee his mouth.

"Oh, fuck yeah..."

He could not put into words how pent up he felt; but could certainly display it through actions.

The first retraction, followed by an immediate thrust. The lion's entire body bobbed, even as the legs were being held. There was no need to hold back or relent; both knew it. Then, the pounding turned recurring, and so did the moaning and heavy breathing.

Alex, bathing in his own pre-cum and libido, turned to small exclamations and the calling of his partner's name.

"Well, I'll be!" Said a foreign voice.

Both promptly stopped, trading looks of terror. The jaguar dared to look first, the lion only followed, tormented by curiosity. They would pay for their callousness.

"So now you show you true colors, ay?"

The ocelot spoke with a toothy, almost malicious grin. In the rings they called him "Knight," outside, he was just Simón.

"Caught in the act," said Pietro with a forced smile and giggle. "You shouldn't be here, though."

"Psh. Think that doorstop can stop me?"

The third feline undid his cocky posture and moved closer to them; a stride full of arrogance.

"Just cut the crap, Simón! How much to keep your mouth shut?"

"Impatient, aren't we? It's tempting to just ask for a lotta cash from ya, but..." The ocelot's eyes scrutinized the couple's position and rubbed the manhood beneath his trunks. "I like this scene."

The jaguar spouted even more obscenities under his breath before addressing the lion. Alejandro had gone silent from shock, but the voice of his trainer would break the trance.

"Alex? Are you okay?"

The youngest feline could only return a gulp and a shy nod. The jaguar nodded back, then growled. Finally he whispered, so only the lion could hear.

"I'm sorry, babe."

His gaze returned to the aroused ocelot, with seriousness, but bearing an amicable enough facade.

"You can watch, Simón."

"Heh. Wanted an invitation," the feline sat a bench from the pair, massaging his cock as he moved. "Oh well. I'll take what I can get."

The jaguar growled once more. Were it not for the sight of Alex, he would have remained in anger.

"Okay, baby," said the jaguar with eyes completely on the lion as he returned to the previous position, "where were we?"

The thrusts returned, albeit with a tinge of awkwardness. Soon enough, however, they were back to huffing and moaning. Even if held back, even with the speck of humiliation, they still enjoyed each other.

The sensation of getting fucked by that muscular man was as good as ever, but the lion couldn't help straying his thoughts to the only other man in the room. He fought the instinct to look at Simón. Whether it was mistrust, curiosity or something else entirely, Alex couldn't tell. Regardless, he ended up giving into the losing battle.

Even upside down, the young feline could very well tell what was happening. Of course, the ocelot wouldn't just stay passive. He had freed his own cock; unlike his spotted, streaked pelt, his member was dark and furless. Almost against his will, he took in many details about the man. The new attention didn't go unnoticed by Simón.

"Yeah you like that, huh?" The ocelot shook his penis, then increased his jerking speed. "You love getting railed like a bitch, don't you, Alex?"

Shame rose to the lion's face; to his surprise, however, another feeling rose with it. He was surprised again when the jaguar above him stopped.

"Listen here, fucko." Pietro's tone removed from any sense of friendliness; rage, genuine ire left the feline's mouth. "You can watch, you can even get off to this. But I will not tolerate that tone!"

Alex couldn't tell the face on his partner, but the thought of a enraged look was a concept so far removed from his idea of Pietro that his imagination scared him.

"Tsk. Whatever." Through his voice alone, Alex could tell the ocelot was shaken.

That voice drawing the lion's attention, he watched as the jaguar lowered his body to his. The manly hands grasped the bench, and the spotted muzzle met his partner's.

"Focus on me, okay, baby?"

A small smooch placed in the lion, he could finally respond.

"Okay."

A powerful thrust from the jaguar sent the lion into pleasure again.

"You are close too, aren't you? Let's finish this."

The pounding returned. Holding on to the bench, the jaguar displayed the true power of his virility. Being fucked so powerfully, so forcefully, incredibly arousing for the lion. He hugged the feline above him with all limbs, clinging to all that vigor.

He moaned with every echoing smack to his cheeks, that is until the jaguar silenced him with a sloppy rough kiss.

The final bit of stimulation he needed. Alex painted the gap between his bodies white as he grunted inside the jaguar's muzzle. Since the feline never stopped his movements, the lion's shots came out sloppy, hitting even part of the bench beneath them.

In tow, making his partner cum was the last straw for the jaguar. He broke the tussling tongues, whispered his lion's name between grunts, and filled that rubber. Alex's insides, sensitive from the action, felt the condom expand inside him with detail.

Exhausted by the situation, Pietro plopped over the lion, arms dangling by the edge of the bench. Despite the difference in musculature, Alex could take all that weight above him for a while. The lion kissed the jaguar's forehead and toyed with his messy hair.

"Damn! Now that was a good match!" Said Simón.

The ocelot who had escaped the jaguar's thoughts while in pleasure, walked by the exasperated couple. He spoke yet again as he stopped by the hugging felines; the usual mockery of his previous interactions mostly gone.

"Listen, sorry about earlier, for real. I was just messing around."

Being so close, Alejandro couldn't avoid smelling the spunk on the ocelot; even more strange feelings brewed from that, sending his mind in a spin.

The lion couldn't look at the other feline, but the jaguar had snark to give him.

"Well, if you behave, you'll get an invitation next time."

The ocelot, perhaps out of shock, released a hearty laughter before responding.

"I'll keep that in mind!" He returned to his jog towards the exit. "I'll leave the shower to you guys. Thanks for the show!"

The ocelot's steps faded, the jaguar freed his companion. After getting rid of the blue rubber, he sat beside a dejected lion.

"Damn, what a mess," said Pietro between heavy sighs.

"Yeah..."

"Are you okay, babe? Where's that usual post-mating snark I know and love?"

Alejandro sighed and gulped. It was much easier to just ignore the feeling and act like nothing happened. The sensation would prove too strong to stay in his twisting mind.

"What Simón said, he's right. Feeling another man's body is great, but the feeling of being watched while I do it is..." He sighed again. "I like it, Pietro. I like 'being railed like a bitch' as someone watches it. I am a whore."

Still troubled, the lion's sight never returned to the jaguar as he spoke. The older feline would change that with a hand on the lion's chin.

"You are not a whore, Alejandro." Pietro's eyes met his trainee's, brown marbles full of sadness and regret. "You have a fetish, so what? You know how I feel about some of my kinks!"

"But you like yours! Mine is so shameful..."

"We'll get through this, baby." The jaguar pulled the lion into a hug. "Together."

Alejandro returned the gesture. He hoped, prayed he could believe the lion's words.

"Some other time, though." The older feline broke the embrace as his tone returned to cheerfulness. "If we spend more time here, people'll get suspicious."

"Okay." The lion rose, looking at his partner below. "S-Sorry about the mess..."

"Oh, this?" Pietro tugged his shirt and sniffed it. "I got a spare, don't worry about it."

"Spur-of-the-moment thing, huh?"

"Alright to the showers, you!" The jaguar took the chance to slap one of his partner's cheeks.

While Alejandro cleaned his body in a stall, they talked about the lion's performance in the match. That was the reason for their meeting after the match, lest they forgot.

When criticizing his apprentice, Pietro knew when to be pleasant and when to be tough; just like in lovemaking. Alejandro's many slip-ups that night did not go free of berating; his improvements didn't go unnoticed.

The jaguar was still feeling a little frisky, so even after the younger feline had readied himself to leave, dealt with a muscular kitty rubbing himself all over him; not that he minded at all.

Outside the arena, in the streets of the capital lit by the Friday nightlife, a spry-looking fox awaited the jaguar. The phone lit the face of Júlia Carlota Vásquez; the influencer known as JuLiE, Pietro's girlfriend. She waved at the duo after looking away from the device. Pietro was about to go to her, when the lion gripped his hand.

The jaguar's face snapped to meet a depressed-looking Alejandro. Pietro interlocked his fingers with the other feline's, silent words escaped his lips; there was not much else he could do then.

Alejandro finally let go, in an instant, being left alone as their car drove off.

He looked to the barely visible stars above him. Even if Pietro spoke with no sound, what escaped the jaguar's lips echoed and blared in his mind.

"I love you."

"How cruel," thought Alejandro.

He did not linger. There were still ways to the subway station; and to his home.