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I'm a pretty happy Lion, despite how my life has gone so far. I've been working as a Physician for three years now and I'm only 23. I graduated Medical training at age 20. (I'm considered a Genius, like my biological father) I'm an Internist and I work with my mentor, a Munich born Walrus, Dr Emil Brunner. I love what I do, and my patients love me. We have a third Doctor practicing with us. Dr Vladimir Breshnikov, a Russian emigre who I helped through Medical school when his parents were killed, and he lost their financial support. Their assets were seized by the Russian government, and Vlad was unable to get any money. Vlad is a huge Grizzly and he's brilliant, he's one year older than me and he went through school quickly like I did. Vladimir is a big, fierce looking Grizzly, but he has a sweet manner and a heart of gold. And our patients love him too. He's an amazing top, masculine, a bit aggressive yet loving during sex. He's well hung too. Long and amazingly thick Ursine dick.

I was raised for my first 10 years thinking I was the son of Martha and Jim Kitman. Jim Kitman is the uber rich CEO and owner of CMK Industries. I had been told he was my father, and his own father had put a Hell of a lot of money in my name, as well as giving my older brother money as well. (I was named after Jim's own father. Claude Micheal Kitman II was my name. Grandpa Kitman was proud of that, he was always so good to me until he died when I was 9, the year before Mom did, and I discovered I wasn't Jim's son. I felt bad, Grandpa K had loved me so much. And I loved him. Knowing I wasn't his 'real' Grandson would probably have hurt him badly. Jim, though, thinks his Dad would have forgiven me as I had nothing to do with who my 'real' father was. And that I had loved my Grandfather as much as he loved me.)

Rory Micheal Kitman is a Polar Bear (Ursus Maritimus), he was fathered by Jim Kitman but he is a throw back to Martha Kitman's Polar Bear father. (Grandpa Russell is a big, attractive, older Polar Bear, he still loves his Grandson. Even though he was shocked when he found out who my father really was. He comes out to visit me at times. He's a kind and gentle lover. Yes, I fuck him too. He's good and he loves Rory and I so much) (With so much Bear blood in me, I'm truly amazed I am not a Bear myself.) (Between Rory, Grandpa Russell and Takeru, as well as Vladimir, I've certainly taken more than my share of Bear semen. But I digress)

My mom died when I was 10 and it was then that my world turned upside down. Mom told me right before she died that my Dad wasn't my 'real' Dad. That I was the biological son of Dr Takeru Hikari Suzakawa, a long time friend of my father's. Dr Suzakawa owns and runs a huge Japanese conglomerate, Funari Corp. He also happens to be an Asian Black Bear (Ursus Thibetanus). So I had to have taken after Mom. In one moment I lost both my Mom and my Dad, well, he was around, but I never felt quite the same about him after Mom told me I wasn't really his. (I wondered too, what would have happened if I had of been an Asian Black Bear like he is. What would my life have been like? Would Mom have left Jim and married Dr Suzakawa? Would I have been raised in Tokyo alongside his other son, my half brother Yoshi?) Mom had proof to back what she told me. My Blood type is AB - and she's O + as is Dad, no way he could have fathered me. Takeru on the other paw is AB - as I am. Enough evidence to stand up in court. Though when I told him, Dad had DNA tests run on both of us. I have a rare few markers of his, the ones that make us both Lions. He's not my Dad, not even remotely related to me. He checked Rory too. And Rory is his for sure. Once Dad knew for sure I wasn't his he lost his temper at me. Like it was my fault Mom conceived me from someone else? I'll always wonder if it really was an accident. And if it wasn't then why did she do it? I wish in a way she'd never told me as it totally derailed my life for a while when Jim Kitman found out.

I'm an African Lion (Panthera Leo serengalensus) just like she was. I don't look at all like Jim and I only vaguely look like Mom. I am shook up but I don't say anything to anyone. It's too big of a thing for me to know what to do or who to talk to about it.(Genius I may be, but I am only 10 when I find out, I'd think it could be excused, Jim doesn't think so though) I was very depressed and Dad talked about sending me to a Child Psychiatrist. But I wouldn't go. I'd tell him of my parentage and I have no guarantee he wouldn't tell Dad. And if I couldn't talk about that I had nothing else that I needed to talk about. After a few attempts to get me to go, Dad gave up. Rory started paying a lot more attention to me then. It helped a lot. And I almost told him. But I couldn't burden my beloved older brother with this. He got enough grief about being a Polar Bear, and really being Dad's son. And here I was a Lion, yet the son of someone else. (He took the news well when I did tell him. Told me I'd always be his brother, and stayed very close to me. He fussed at me for not telling him sooner though. He knew then why I'd been so upset and depressed, and he knew he could have helped me. But he knew I was so young that I didn't have a clue how to cope.)

When I am 13, I have graduated from High School. And when Takeru came to see me graduate. I confronted him on his first night in Alabama, telling him Mom had told me he was my 'real' father. I showed him the papers Mom had given me that proved it, but he knew I was his son already. He was not wanting to upset me, or his other son, and he did not think Mom would ever tell me, especially since she was dying. Problem is Dad, I mean Jim Kitman didn't know. And to say he didn't take it well is a bit of an understatement.

Bonds though, true bonds of love transcend blood, Rory still loves his little brother a lot. (In fact, knowing I wasn't his 'blood' brother made Rory give way to his urges, and he took my virginity when I was 14. He was an amazing lover, and to this day we fuck frequently. Though he did seduce me, it wasn't forced by any means. We played a little bit of show me yours, and it got out of hand. Seriously out of hand. When he started kissing me and petting me, my blood was on fire for him. I begged him to make love to me, and he did, rather masterfully. We spent the weekend in my dorm room making love.. It was a hot weekend and we had the windows open. The wind blew the scent of the jasmine climbing up the building into the room. To this day the very scent of jasmine makes me horny as Hell. Rory's my second favorite top, my favorite top, well, you'll seen very soon)(My mate, Rory and Vladimir are my top tops, so to speak.)

I go off to College in California that Fall, and Takeru tells Jim I'm his once I'm out of the house. He's furious at Takeru for it, and for keeping it a secret. And when Takeru tells Jim that my Mom had told me when she died, he's really angry at me for not saying anything to him. He refuses to see 'the bastard he raised' after that. I'm not happy about it, I did love him still, but I think I can understand. He feels betrayed and he's right to. Mom's been dead a while. He demands I have DNA tests done and sent to him. I do. And he gives Takeru the results of both his and my tests. No matches. Takeru has his own DNA tested and I'm almost a 90% match to his DNA. I'm his alright. And he's so proud of that. Actually so am I. He loves me, he always did, and I know it had to be hard on him to know I belonged to him, yet keep it secret so as not to hurt me or his Yoshi. I knew Yoshi, we'd been friends and had gone on vacations together. Yoshi got through High School and College as quickly as I did. We both inherited our Dad's genius mind for sure.

Takeru and I are the only targets for his rage left. I hate that it hurt him so, but I couldn't figure out what to do, or how I could tell him. Maybe I hoped if I ignored it it'd 'go away' somehow? I'm kind of glad Grandpa Kitman is dead, if he hadn't been it would have killed him for sure. He loved me so, and he loved Rory too. I know I'm innocent in this, I didn't tell him, but I'm not responsible for who my biological parents are. Mom didn't tell me why she'd had an affair with him. And truthfully, I didn't want to know why or how. I know Jim was good to me before he knew I wasn't really his. And I have tried to thank him for it. I know in some way I am partially the Lion I am because of Jim's raising me as he did. But he has my number blocked and Rory tells me just mentioning my name sends Jim into a rage still. I can't make it up to him and I've stopped trying. He cut me off, he disowned me, I didn't want him to and a part of me still loves him. I grieved for losing his love for quite a while. But I can't change what happened and he won't forgive me for something that hurt him so badly. The fact that I'm totally innocent doesn't seem to matter to him. It hurt me too. I wish Mom had of died without telling me. While I'm happy to know I'm Takeru's son, I could have done without the uncertainty and anger that accompanied that knowledge.

Rory on the other hand, tells me I'm still his brother (Half brother, we share a Mom) and we stay close. I told Jim Kitman I'd return the money Grandpa Kitman gave me if he wanted me to. And he told me to keep it.($700 Million at present)

"My Dad loved you so much, and he gave you that money because he loved you, he'd of forgiven you, saying it wasn't your fault, and wanted you to keep it for all that you loved him" Jim says. "Me, I'm nowhere near that forgiving of you, but he'd of wanted you taken care of" Jim said angrily. "As far as I'm concerned you're a lying, literal little Bastard" he snarls.. It hurt me badly, though I can understand how he feels. That was the last time I was able to talk to him, he called me about something and I told him I still loved him and I'd give him Grandpa's money back if he wanted me to. After he told me he was not that forgiving he hung up without asking me what he'd needed to know. I sent him a letter to his office and it was returned to me unopened. Rory said he came home in a rage that day and wouldn't talk to him.

But Takeru happily adopts me legally. Takeru is happy and proud to be finally able to acknowledge me as his son. He wants me to go to Tokyo and live with him and his other son, my half brother, Yoshi. But I want to finish my schooling here. I've always wanted to be a Doctor. And Takeru does understand. He visits me frequently as do Yoshi and Rory. One night, drunk on Sake, he tells me he too is gay and we make love. He's good and he loves his son a lot. He's determined to stay close to me, he knew I was well taken care of, and he came to visit as often as he could. But he hates missing out on so much of my life when I was little. I truly love my Black Bear father in so many ways. And he adores his Lion son.(He gave me 10% of Funari stock, as much as he could give me, with me being an American citizen. He told me it was mine by birthright.) His love is strong enough to quash the pain from Jim Kitman's rejection. Takeru is proud of the Lion I grew up to be. And I'm glad he's my father, and he loves me so much. Still, Jim Kitman's hatred, and rage at me hurts at times.

I'm now Dr Claude Mirai Suzakawa after Takeru adopts me. He asked me to take his father's name as my middle name and I was glad to do it.(It means future in Japanese. And it's also Yoshi's middle name.) I would do anything for my loving Black Bear father. I wonder at times about Takeru's father though. The Grandfather I'll never know. He died young, Takeru was barely my age when he died. And though I never met him, I'm kind of proud to carry his name now. One night, when I'm on a School Break and visiting him in Tokyo, I ask him to tell me about his Father. And he does.

Mirai Suzakawa was a hard working and poor Black Bear who raised Takeru on his own, as his wife died in childbirth. He loved his son, and he did all he could to get Takeru into college and he was proud of how Takeru built up Funari on his own. But as Funari was taking off and making a lot of money, his father died. Takeru is sad that he could never repay his Dad for the love and support he'd gotten from him. Mirai instilled a strong work ethic in Takeru that kept him going. And though I can be a bit lazy at times, I seem to have inherited it too. I'm proud of all three of my Grandfathers, and I know Mirai Suzakawa would of loved me too if he was still alive. (It seems ironic to me, but two of my three Grandfathers were Bears. And though I share no blood with Jim's father, I still think of him as my Grandpa Claude. He was a fierce businesscat, but he was a pussycat towards his Grandsons. Both me and Rory.)

I'm a young and handsome Lion. I do look like Takeru, if Takeru was a Lion anyway. And I have his ears, pointed at the tips, but mostly round and I have his Deep Sapphire Blue eyes. We're built very similarly. Stocky, with big paws and foot paws. 6'4" and we both weigh the same (220 pounds) My dick is the same size as Takeru's. Except I have the usual pointed tipped, barbed Feline dick. 15" and with a slight up curve to it, like Papa-San's. My fur is Golden, and my mane is a Deep Caramel color. As is my tail tuft. I have my Mother's caring and intuitive nature, but I have my Sire's genius mind. It's amazing that as much as I resemble him, that I'm a Lion like my Mom. I'd of been proud to have been an Asian Black Bear like he is, maybe I'd of even been raised by him. Growing up in Tokyo, raised by him and Mom, and growing up with Yoshi, I'd of loved it. Either way I'd of been pretty much the same. Takeru is actually richer than Jim is. And Yoshi is a pretty cool Bear, so I'd of been fine being raised by Takeru as well. I'd of still had a half brother, and I'd of hoped Rory would love me still like he does now. Like Yoshi does.

Both of my half brothers are awesome guys. And we all love each other quite a bit. Rory and Yoshi get along really well. Takeru's proud of Rory, and he loves him like he was his own son. Jim Kitman backed away from Rory too, when Rory would not cut all ties to me. While I'm sad for Rory's sake, I didn't start any of this. If Jim Kitman keeps pushing Rory, he'll lose his 'real' son too. Rory's not the sort of male to be pushed at all. He's very easy going and a happy soul, until you make him angry, then watch out. His temper is actually worse than mine. He'll make sure you know not to ever fuck with him again by the time he calms down. Rory and I have never fought, I love him too much, as he loves me. We'll sit down and talk if we disagree.

Takeru spends as much time here with me as he can, as does Rory. Rory's going to school in Alabama still. I moved out to California as soon as I started Pre Med in College.. I finished my Internship and Residency here. At Demontfort University outside of Sacramento. No reason for me to have gone back to Alabama when I graduated as a full fledged Physician. . Jim doesn't want any part of me, and Rory will happily fly out and see me, and the flight to California cuts five hours off of Takeru's flight time. (It made Papa-San so happy when I told him it was one of the reasons I chose Demontfort.) Rory loves California when he comes to visit me.

I happily go to Tokyo on school breaks and spend time with Takeru and Yoshi. Yoshi took the news surprisingly well. He just wishes I'd of been around when he was younger, but we have become even closer. He's a great Bear. Smart and caring. We're the same age and we talk on the phone a lot and he will come see me when he can. We always would get together when we could even before we knew we were half brothers. Between him and Rory I have two great and very loving Bear brothers. Takeru teases us about how much alike the three of us are, and he treats Rory like his son as well. (Yoshi is a bit possessive about Dad. It flares up if he thinks Dad loves me or Rory or really anyone more than him. I've never fought with him about it. He knows Dad loves us both as his biological sons, and that he kept it quiet that I was his son as to not upset him.)

I bought a large Condo here when I went into Internship. Too much hassle to stay in the dorm. 6 bedrooms, 7 bathrooms and a big patio where I put a hot tub in. The complex has a pool but it's usually way too crowded to bother with. It is a nice condo, but as it's a bit older, I want to update it. I've been here for about six years now. I've called a contractor who's been highly recommended to me by the Condo management. He's updated and renovated other Units in the Condo Complex. A bit of most all of the rooms will be changed and I want to have the kitchen renovated and get the sort of appliances and fixtures Edward wants. We're going to add another bathroom and redo the study so I can use it as an extra guest bedroom if I need to.

I'm not living alone. When I moved out here, Jim's long time family retainer made arrangements to get me someone from his family to be my retainer. .(Alfred was brokenhearted that Jim banished me from his house. He loved me a lot too. He'll talk to me when he calls Edward.) A Cousin of his, a big Gray Fox who's as good as he is. Edward Feathers tone's previous owner had died and his family did not want to keep him on. I happily took him. Alfred has been such a gem, and he kept our household running perfectly. Edward is just as good.

Edward is bigger than Alfred, he's a big stocky Gray Fox, as opposed to Alfred's being a slender Red Fox. Edward has deep Green eyes and is a very attractive Fox. Edward has over the last few years I've had him, relaxed a lot. He was a bit on the staid side and he was a bit rigid, and I went along with him, and it made him happy. Edward was sad that his previous family didn't want to keep him, and he had to get over that too.. He's an amazing cook and he keeps the house running smoothly. He says it's easy for him with just me to look after. And he's happy when I get others to move in. (With everyone who eventually ends up moving in with me, Edward's much happier having a bigger family to take care of. He makes it all look easy and seamless.)

My best friend and his mate moved in with me two years ago. Nigel's a great guy, no one understands me as well as he does. He's an English born Badger and he's a Physician too. He's an Endocrinologist. We met in Medical School. And he's a poor kid from a bad section of London who lucked into a scholarship and has worked hard to better himself and he is supporting his parents back in London. His Mum is an amazing female, and his Dad, a huge, stockily built Badger thinks Nigel and I ought to just bond. He's accepted that Nigel has his mate now. But he'll still grumble a bit that Nigel should have taken me. Nigel's mate is a big Grizzly. Not to be coy about it, but he's mated our Vladimir. And they're very happy together. Vlad is devoted to his Nigel. As much as Nigel is devoted to him.(Vlad is just so hot after my ass. Has been all along. Surprised us both that we didn't bond, but he's after me as often as I'll let him.)

Edward calls me at the office one day, a sunny Friday afternoon in May, about 1PM. "Master Claude, the contractor is here and he wishes to know if you could come home early so he could go over things with you, and make sure he knows exactly what you want him to do." Edward says softly. "I showed him the rough sketches we've done up but he wished to make a few changes and he wishes to talk to you" Edward says. I check my schedule, I had light scheduled today so I could do paperwork. I can make it up on Monday though. If I finish with my next patient and Emil is OK with it I could leave. I tell Edward I can be home in a bit. He checks with the contractor and I can hear his very sexy deep voice in the background. He says he can start taking measurements and wait for me. His thick East Texas accent turns me on a lot.

I sit and start working on paperwork. After a bit my last patient of the day is shown in. George Oster. He's a big Siberian Tiger and he's older, he's 60, and he and his wife were among my first patients. He's not sick, he's got the usual problems due to old age. But he's in pretty damned good shape for 60. But he insists on seeing me once a month. I fought so hard to keep his poor wife going, but she died despite my best efforts. He was there when she died as was I. He likes me, and he was happy with how I tended his beloved Edith. He was lonely, and he finally took my ARNP's advice. And moved into a Senior housing apartment building. He's popular with the widows and he's a lot less lonely. He has friends and a girl friend. And he's sexually active still. He complains this time of a bit of trouble peeing, it takes him a bit of time now to start.

I ask him to pull his pants down. And I turn away to get a glove and some lube. I turn back and he's naked from the waist down. He's gorgeous for being 60. Firm build that's softened a bit. Big Feline dick. A big, round, and very firm ass, that makes me want to get down and lick it out for hours. And I explain what I'll do and why. He smiles and he bends over the exam table. He tells me a friend of his told him he'd face it sooner or later. He's got a muscular ass still. I look at it appreciatively for a second or so. I could just stick my face between those firm muscular cheeks and lick him out for hours. But I shouldn't have thoughts like that about him, he's not only a patient, he's a male I like and respect. And I have to be therapeutic.

And I lube his ass ring and I gently push my paw finger inside him. He moans softly. And to my amazement, he's rock hard and it's massive. He's embarrassed but nowhere near as much as I am. I focus on the task at hand. And I can feel his prostate is mildly enlarged. I give him a prostate massage and he's moaning. "Doc, is it supposed to feel that good?" he moans. "It can, I always thought it did" I say trying not to smile. "Your prostate is a bit swollen" I say softly. "It sure feels good, my dick is hard as hell even without the Cialis you gave me" he moans. "Mr Oster, it's a common thing, some guys are very sensitive to anal stimulation, nothing wrong with that" I say smiling finally. "Would it work at home?" he asks. "Probably, you're sensitive to the stimulation, and the massage would keep it from bothering you, and if you had someone do it regularly I could keep from having to put you on pills that can have other side effects" I muse. "I know my girlfriend would, especially if it makes me this hard" he says grinning. His tail is thrashing now. He's mrrrowling a bit too, so I must be hitting a good spot.

"Please, Doc" he begs. "What?" I ask. "I know you're gay, I heard about it, could you help me?" he asks. "What do you want me to do?" I ask."Keep moving that finger and maybe give me a helping paw" he growls. I smile. "Never mention this to anyone"I say and keeping my paw finger moving in him I slide down and take his massive Feline dick down my throat. He moans and cusses. "Never got a blow job before" he growls. "I think I like it a lot" he purrs. I deep throat him and he's twitching. And his ass clamps down on my finger. He picks a towel up off of the exam table and he clamps his jaws down on it to keep quiet. Shaking and trembling he fills my mouth with his copious load of Tiger cum.. "Doc, that was amazing" he pants.

I pull my finger out and I pull off of his dick. And I take my stethoscope and I listen to his heart and take his blood pressure. His heart rate is only slightly elevated, amazing for a Big Cat his age. His Blood Pressure is good too. "Why'd you do that Doc?" he asks. "It's a great opportunity to check how you handle sexual exertion" I say smiling. "How'd I do?" he asks. "You're in amazing shape, I'd advise you to keep it up, the more sexually active you are, the longer you'll stay active and you'll keep your prostate healthy too" I say smiling. "My Girl will love you for that, she wants it all of the time" he says smiling. "Just don't over do, but if you don't feel tired after then you're fine" I say.

I slip a bottle of Nitro tablets in his pocket. "One of those under your tongue if your heart acts up, but you're not prone to that so far, but I think you should be prepared" I say smiling. He pulls his pants up.. "The prostate massage, if she can do it at least once a week, it'll keep you going well" I say smiling. "I know she will, she wanted to put her tongue there once" he says blushing. "If you're clean there is nothing wrong with that, let her and then let her slip a finger in you and tell her how I moved it" I say.

And I hand him a box of gloves and a bottle of KY. He grins. And he pulls me to him and he nuzzles my cheek. I grin. "Dr Suzakawa, you've been so good to me all along" he says smiling. "You're my oldest patient, I mean you've been with me the longest, I have to keep you going and happy, and this will make you happy, and help you live longer too" I say smiling. He's one happy Tiger now. I'd wonder if he was Bi, except it seems more like he just gave into the sensations and found he liked it. He's always been fond of me and he trusts me tremendously.

I walk him out to the waiting room. A female Cougar runs up to him. She's got to be late 30's at the most. "Is he OK?" she asks. "He's great, he's gonna bury me at the rate he's going" I say smiling. George grins. He whispers a few things in her ear. She grins. And she leans forward and kisses me. "Thanks, I was afraid you'd tell him not to do it so much, and instead you told him to do it more" she says grinning. I whisper in her ear. "See I told you it was a good thing" She says grinning. "Add a prostate massage once a week and he'll keep going for years" I say smiling. She blushes a bit. "I know what to do, Dr Suzakawa, and I'll be happy to" She says. I turn to George. "You ought to marry her, she's too big of a prize to let get away" I say smiling."Not a bad idea, Meg, wanna make it legal" he asks. She smiles. And George gets down on one knee and proposes. She throws her arms around his neck and kisses him and tells him yes. I tear up watching how much they care for each other. She's a lucky gal. George is an amazing male. (I don't do OB/GYN stuff but I break that rule to agree to deliver George Albert Oster Jr when Meg comes and tells me she's pregnant. George is one proud Papa Tiger. He's so happy, and he asked me to deliver his son. George Jr is as beautiful of a Tiger as his father is.)(I set up a College/Trust fund for George Jr. And in case his father doesn't live to see him go to College, he'll still get to go.)

I hear laughter behind me. Nate Porter, my Snow Leopard ARNP is laughing. He hugs them both. Nate's 2 years my senior and a great guy. "Good for you, George" he says. He likes George, he told me George reminds him of his Grandpa who died many years ago. George gets back up, Kisses Meg and they leave. "So what happened?" Nate asks. I explain. He laughs. "He'll get her to blow him too, she's hot for him, and he loves her" Nate says. "He got so hot from the prostate massage, and I know you know how that is" I tease Nate. He's as big of a bottom as I am, and he loves it when Rory's here, he loves how Rory fucks. Can't blame him as I do too. (As things turn out, I have no idea now how much Nate really does like Rory)

I tell Nate I'm going home to work with the contractor. "I'll stay, got a few appointments still" he says. "Jack will drop me home when he takes Emil home" Nate says. Jack Martin is Emil's mate, a big happy White Bengal Tiger who loves and adores his German Walrus. He's big and boisterous and a great top. We dated twice. I had to come by the office and he saw Emil and fell like a dropped safe. He immediately started courting Emil hard. And Emil took him. And they've been happy ever since.

I go tell Emil and he's fine with it. We chat a minute or two and he's happy. None of us have to deal with coverage this weekend. We belong to a group of Physicians and we have one week of night coverage and one weekend to cover every six months. We have a lot of patients to cover at those times. But I'd rather be busy. And we can access their files too so it's not so hard. I kiss Emil and I leave.

I drive home slowly and with the sunroof open. It's such a beautiful day. Sunny but nowhere near as hot as in my native Alabama. Nate once teased me about being a half Japanese Lion from Alabama. It is true. I'm relaxing on the drive home, it'll be a nice weekend. (I have not one idea of how nice it's gonna be.) I go home. And I park in the garage and go into my Condo. I admit I'm curious to see if this contractor is as hot as his voice was. I don't even know what species he is. But that voice tells me he's probably going to be hot looking. I can enjoy that at least, he'll be a big guy and hot looking and I can look at him at least.

Edward brings me a Diet Pepsi when I walk in. I take it and I smile. "Master Claude, the contractor, a Jebediah Wallace is in the study taking measurements" Edward tells me. "He is fairly efficient, he has completed all of the measuring almost, when he is done with the study it will all be done" Edward says smiling. His English Retainer soul is very happy when things are done efficiently. I kiss him and I laugh. He blushes. He's fine with me being affectionate, up to a point. We can't have sex, he'd be recalled and I don't want to lose him. As much as I'd love to be under such a masculine and sexy Gray Fox. I couldn't bear to lose him. He'd fuck me if he could, he's told me that. But he doesn't want to leave me either. He's happy to know I want him, but that I want him as my retainer more. Truthfully, we both kind of like the sexual tension between us. It's hot. I've masturbated thinking of Edward fucking me. I've seen him naked once or twice and he's just my type of male.

I go into the study. And I am amazed to get my first look at this contractor I've already fantasized about.. The contractor is a huge African Lion, he's a lot bigger than me.. (He's a different subspecies of African Lion. he's a Panthera Leo nubica. He's got a broader face and a thicker, and more lush mane than I do And his tail is thicker with a bigger tail tuft than I have.) He's sitting in my chair with his huge, bare foot paws propped up on my desk watching a Baseball game on the 65" OLED TV mounted on the wall. His jeans are bulging out too. His shirt is open and he's got a broad barrel chest. Everything about him screams hot and butch.

"Ya like sports?" he asks in a husky, deep voice.. "A few, but those sports packages are mostly for my brother when he visits from Alabama" I say smiling. He's hot as Hell. He stands up. He's massively built. I fight the urge to swoon. I know folks say I'm attractive, but he's the biggest and most beautiful male Lion I've ever seen. His accent is definitely East Texas. And I have to laugh. He's a Southerner still, a Texan for sure, and he's got his boots off. Like me, we Southern boys hate wearing shoes. (Takeru teased me about liking the Japanese custom of taking one's shoes off before entering a home. So I got it from both sides he says.)

Jebediah Wallace is big, he's 7'2" and has to be more than 350 pounds. He has beautiful Azure Blue eyes. Huge fore paws and foot paws. A very thick and long Leonine tail. His arms are bigger than my legs. And he's just beginning to develop a tiny bit of a beer belly. His fur is a Tawny Gold and his mane is a darker Tawny Brown color, he looks like a huge version of Dad...I mean Jim. He's stocky and he's got a deep smile. His Leonine musk is so intoxicatingly sexy. He's slightly sweaty now, and he's sweating more since he's seen me. I notice he's looking me over as intensely as I am him. And that fat bulge just keeps growing bigger and stiffer in his jeans.

"I'm Jeb Wallace, Dr Suzakawa" he says smiling. He has a very deep and very sexy voice. Almost a low rumble. "You can call me Claude, everyone does" I say softly. He's looking intently at my face. "Ya don't look Japanese, ya look more Southern" he says smiling. I flush. I can scent his Lion musk even more now that we're closer. And he's hot for me. His testosterone level is going up, I can smell it, he must be really attracted to me. My tail won't stop thrashing, no matter how I tell it to stop. Jeb's grinning at me and it's very sexy. Everytime he fixes those Blue eyes on mine, I feel warm and flushed all over. With a massive effort of will I prevent myself from purring when he has his eyes on mine. "I am Southern, I was born in Auburn, Alabama" I say smiling. "Suzakawa is my father's name" I say softly. "I'm only half Japanese" I say smiling. "My Momma was a Lioness from rural Alabama" I say smiling deeper. He nods. "I knew the accent was Southern" he says grinning. I'm glad for the distraction now. And then I see the growing wet spot in his jeans where the tip of his big Feline dick must be. I'm making his precum flow and it's rather copiously oozing out.

"We should go over this stuff now, Doc, I wanna start on Monday if'n it ain't too soon" Jeb says smiling. Jolts me back to reality for a bit. "No that'll be fine" I say. My tail is whipping up quite a breeze now. He shows me a blueprint he's worked up and we go over it, the changes he suggests are to get it done quicker and at less cost and the changes are things I don't care about. He makes a few notes on the plans. He leans over me, and I hear him sniffing me. "Ya smell real nice, Dr Suzakawa" he says softly. And I can feel his Feline dick poking into my leg. It's massive. "I told you you could call me Claude, Jebediah" I say. "Call me Jeb" he says grinning.

The sexual tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. He obviously is really turned on by me, but he's not doing anything about it. He has to smell my own testosterone. Maybe he really isn't interested. Maybe I'm misreading him. But yet, his own tail is now thrashing as much as mine is. His scent is almost intoxicating to me. I want to drop to my knees and beg him to fuck his Lion kittens into me. I'd do anything he asked me to. Date him, Fuck him, or Marry him, and carry his litters. I'd be for him anything he wanted me to. And I've never felt for anyone the things I'm feeling now. He puts his huge paw on my back and points to a part of the blueprint with his other paw, and I break. I can't keep from purring. And my tail is moving like a helicopter blade now. He's got to know. I've practically put myself on a Silver platter for him. He's sniffing me rapidly and his own tail is whipping up a storm too. But still he says nothing. If he'd just kiss me I'd do anything he wanted me to. Take him forever, go down on my back and be his little fuck toy for the rest of my life. Anything he wanted, I'd give him. I'm seriously gone on this big, hot Redneck Lion.

"I gotta get going" He says. "I gotta pick up my mate and we got things ta do tonight" he says softly. "I see" I say. I am severely disappointed, he has a mate and since he's not on top of me now, they must be in a closed bond. I can't blame his mate in a way, I'd do all I could to hang on to him if he was mine too. But a guy like this, he can't be happy not being free to do who he wants. He's a Redneck Texan, I'd let him fuck who he wanted knowing full well he'd always have more than enough for me when I wanted him. Sometimes it's better to keep a guy by letting him fuck who he wants, knowing they're trusted and wanted means they'll always come back to you when they're done with the other males. (It will work well with Jeb. He loves knowing I want him to fuck who he wants as long as I get mine.)

He picks up the blueprints. "I'll call ya Monday morning and we'll get started" he says." I think it ought to take four days, I'm shooting for three though" Jeb says smiling. He shakes my paw and he leaves. I hear Edward and I know he's escorting Jeb to the door. "He ain't mated is he?" I hear Jeb ask. "No, Master Claude is single, he dates a lot but there is no one he is serious about" Edward says. I'm a bit surprised, Edward is the soul of discretion usually. (He tells me later he knew what would happen)(Sometimes it's as annoying as Hell. Mix a psychic with an English Retainer, and you get someone who sees and knows things that will happen but will never say a fucking word to you about it)

I go up and I change out of my suit. I have recently prevailed upon Edward to permit me to be naked around here. After dinner when there is little chance of anyone else coming here, Edward will strip too. He's a well built Fox, a bit of a pot belly developing, but he's hot. I'd be under him so fast, but I can't, part of his life contract states that I can never have sex with him or I'd lose him. He'd be recalled. And I don't want to lose him. He's an amazing retainer. We've discussed it. He'd fuck me the minute I bent over if he was allowed to. But we don't dwell on it, he's happy here and he wants to stay on until he retires. And I'd be lost without him. I can keep house, Alfred taught me to cook and clean. But Edward is more than just a Butler. He's given me great advice and he genuinely cares about me. And as I said earlier we both kind of enjoy the sexual tension between us.

I go watch TV in the living room for a while. I'm nice and relaxed. Nigel will be home in a while. He and Vlad said they wanted to go out and eat and go to a movie afterwards. Friday nights they like to do that. They let Edward know so he won't fix dinner but for me.

I decide to go out onto the patio and I lay on a chaise lounge and sun myself. My mind keeps going to Jeb. He's so gorgeous. His mate is lucky. When I think of him, I feel a thrill. And I wonder, have I fallen for a closed bonded male? That'd be like falling for a married man. He keeps popping up in my mind no matter how I try to distract myself. And his scent lingers in my nose. And it's both hot and somehow comforting. I wish he wanted me as badly as I want him.(He does)

I'm really horny now, Jeb's set my Leonine blood on fire. I need to think a bit, see if anyone of my guys are available and horny, so I can get laid. I take my cell phone and I look through my numbers. Not sure who to try first. I decide to call my Big Cuban Bull, Samuel Montoya. "Sorry, mi amo, I have a date, I finally asked that Mexican Bull, Oscar Perez out, and I've been looking forward to it all week" Sam tells me. "I hope you have a great time, Sam" I say genuinely. "I know, mi amo, you like this big Cuban Bull a lot" he says happily.

I do really like Sam. He's a great top and he's got a big heart, as well as a big dick. "Thank you, mi amo" he says and he hangs up. Damn! I was looking forwards to it. Sam will be sweet and loving and make love to me the first few times. Then he'll turn Bull Daddy on me and turn me inside out. And he'll keep fucking me hard til he just can't anymore. Then, Edward will cook for him, he'll eat ravenously, and fuck me a bunch more times. Edward will fix a huge breakfast and Sam will eat and kiss me and go off to open the gym he runs. He's amazing. We spent a weekend together and he damn near killed me. He fucked me so much we lost count of how many times we both came. I was sore for days after. And passing thick Bull cum for the rest of the week. Part of me was surprised I didn't get knocked up with a herd of Sam's Bull calves. Before I met Jeb, I thought Sam was the most beautiful, macho male I'd ever seen. (He and Oscar will bond, and I'll get them to move in with us) (Sam and I will still rut each other after they bond, but his Oscar is hot for Jeb and they fuck a lot too)

I call a few other guys I play with regularly.. So much for waiting til Friday afternoon. Everyone I've reached has plans for tonight. And one, my favorite Horse top, Ed Kolinsky got bond mated just this afternoon. He met a Scots born Lion. Jock Mac Gregor and they are open bonded but are on their first few days together. And they want to spend that time alone together. I'm happy for Ed, he's a great Palomino. And he'll keep his Jock very happy. Ed will still fuck me. He loves how easily I can take his huge Horse Cock, when so many bottoms can't handle the big size and fat shape of it. But I can understand how they feel. I'll go and get him a nice bonding present this weekend. (I'll end up getting them one and one for Sam and his Oscar. As well as for a few others.)

I had hoped one of my favorite tops, a Big Russian Lion, Boris Ivanovitch was home and not busy, but his roommate tells me he's gone to a Weight lifting competition in LA. Damn! Boris is almost as big as Jeb. And he's a very well hung, and a gentle and tender lover. And I wonder if being with Boris would make me feel better, or just remind me of the big Lion I really want now? Boris is big, but he's so gentle and tender of a lover. He'd never hurt anyone with that massive piece of Feline dick. I love how when he gets hot enough, he'll start talking dirty in Russian. Makes me hotter. He's going to one day make someone a great mate. Not me, but some lucky soul will catch his big heart eventually. (Boris will still come by and fuck me. He likes Jeb and they get along well. Plus Jeb loves to watch Boris fuck me and Boris has even given Jeb some of his Lion ass. When Boris meets his little Mark, a Leopard bottom, Jeb and I convince them to move in with us.)

I'll have to hope I hear back from the ones I left messages with. I know it's a bit egotistical but they usually come to me if they have no other important plans. I'm feeling lonely, as well as horny. Which is not my usual. I'm wondering if it's not time for me to do more than fuck. Dates with me are usually only sexual, I've tried to bond a couple of guys. Sam for one, Ed is another. An Australian born Roo, Paulie Christopher and I have tried to bond. I'd be happy to belong to that big dicked, big hearted Red Kangaroo. He's a bit career directed at the moment. He's a Pharmaceutical Researcher and his latest project is at a critical stage and he's been busy for the last month or so. I know he'll be really horny when it's done. And I look forward to a full weekend with a really 'horned up' Paulie.

But I know in my heart I haven't really tried hard to bond anyone. I'm 23 and my life is going well, except I'm now realizing how lonely I am. Mostly late at night, whether alone or when with someone else even. I know I am an attractive Lion. I usually have no trouble getting laid. But I think I want more than just laid. Has Jeb got me thinking it's time for a mate? I know Nigel and I have talked about it. And thanks to him, I'm pretty clear on what I want in a guy when I do settle down. Someone like Rory, but who isn't my brother. Big built, sexually talented, open and genuine, someone who isn't afraid to let the world know how much they love me. Someone who'll love me completely and who doesn't care that I'm rich or how I was born a bastard.(I'm a bit sensitive about that still, someone made rude comments about it when I was in Medical School and I had to be pulled off of him with my claws out ready to tear him to shreds)

My cell rings. Hope at last? No, not quite. It's Nate. "My folks are having serious trouble with my younger brother again, and I think I'd be better off to get out of the house for a while, can I come stay with you for a while?" Nate asks. "Of course, you want me to come pick you up?" I ask. "It would help" Nate says softly. Nate's a bottom like me, but it will be nice to have him here. Hell, I think I'll ask him to just move in. I call him back. He's happy at the suggestion. He likes this condo. "I won't be a burden to you?" he asks. "No, babe, I'll not ask for rent and you know Edward will cook and do laundry, it'd be really nice to have you here, Snow Meow" I say laughing. Nate laughs. "I'll tell Mom and Dad and pack" he says. "Come when you can" he says and he hangs up.

I go tell Edward that I'm letting Nate move in. "I'll make the room ready, Master Claude" he says. I can't get him to call me Claude, he's loosened up a lot but he's not willing to call me by my name. Well, that means three bedrooms are taken up, but I still have three left and I'm having a Murphy bed put in the study so I can use it for an extra bedroom if I need to. Edward has a bedroom of his own, but it is a renovated store room behind the Kitchen. It was what he wanted and he's happy there. It's nice enough and big enough, even if he gets a mate. I've told him I'd hope he'd find a mate one day, but he's not really seeming to care. (My mistake, he's as psychic as Alfred is, and he knows where and when and how he'll meet his life mate. He's a patient soul for sure. And he's only just turned 40)

I go shower and dress, I put on jean shorts and a tank top. I go to my car. I drive to Nate's parents house. I've brought him home enough that I know where it is. He's not poor, he's stayed at home so he can help his family with his income. His youngest brother is a handful, there have been all sorts of fights and problems. And he's stolen from Nate and his parents in the past. Nate tells me he's had enough. We load Nate's stuff in the car quickly. Nate's Mom thanks me for taking Nate in for a while. I tell her I was happy to, Nate's still going to help his parents out with money. Not that they don't make good money themselves but they've had a lot of expenses from that little troublemaker. He's been a financial as well as emotional drain on the family. I had advised them to have him put into a local Psych facility for help. But Nate's mom has refused to allow it. She doesn't seem to see how badly he needs intensive help. Nate's Dad is overwhelmed emotionally and is busy working an extra job to meet their expenses.

Nate's been the 'good son' and his hellion little brother still gets the attention. Nate's begun looking up to Takeru as a father figure, though he dearly loves and worries for his own Dad. (Eventually his younger brother goes way too far, as I knew he would, and I 5150 him. To his Mom's surprise but not mine, the Psych unit keeps him way longer than the usual 72 hours. The boy's seriously messed up. He'll spend several years locked up in the psych ward. He tried to break into my condo and threaten me and Nate to get money. He's not believing me when I tell him I'll just call the cops. And he threatens me with a knife when I do. Jeb kicks his ass and takes the knife. And I have him locked up and I arrange to 5150 him. He goes right to the Hospital from Jail.)

(Nate's mom is furious and she won't speak to me or Nate anymore. And she divorced poor Jack Porter, but he's happier now. She went back to work and refused alimony. And he accepted his own gay side, and he and Nate are closer than ever. And he adores Nate's mate too. And being a Snow Leopard top, of course I let him fuck me.)

I drive home. Nate's silent on the drive home. "I'm sorry, Claude, but I had to get out of there, he's such an ass" Nate says. "Every other word to me is Faggot" Nate says sadly. "Is he using drugs?" I ask."Just pot as far as I know" Nate says. "I was wondering if he needed an intervention" I muse. "He's had one, didn't help" Nate says. "Poor Dad doesn't know what to do" Nate says. "No matter what he does, Mom babies him and protects him when she can" Nate says. "That's not good" I say softly.

"Nate, I'd suggest you talk to your Dad, I think he needs help, not help with Josh, but for his own sake, please tell him I'll pay if he needs counseling" I say softly. I have always liked Jack Porter. Nate's so much like his Dad. Nate nods. "I will, Claude, Dad needs help, it's almost like Mom and Josh are allied against him somehow" he says. (He does, and we get his Dad into therapy. It helps and he starts to see his own buried gay feelings. And he sees that there is nothing he can do to help his youngest son until he sees he needs help And he sees how his wife is enabling their son's behavior, she's interfering with how anyone's tried to help him. I didn't need their permission to have him locked up and once I started things, they wouldn't release him as he was a danger to himself and others. )

We drive home with no more words exchanged. Edward helps us bring Nate's things in. And he's got the bedroom on the other side of Nigel and Vladimir. "I have to warn you, Vladimir is a very vocal fuck, he makes a lot of noise when they play" I say smiling. Nate laughs. "Now that I'm not living at home I can start to date again" he says. "I'll be making some noise of my own" he says grinning. "Nate, do you want a car to get around?" I ask. "Be nice, but you shouldn't" he says. "Nonsense, I have tons of money still, I make it way faster than I spend it" I say. (True enough, Takeru watches over my investments and it keeps multiplying at an almost embarrassing rate. Even I don't know exactly how much I have, I know it's more than $700 Million in liquid assets alone)

"If you don't mind?" he asks. "What do you want?" I ask. "I want something small but I kind of like the car you have" he says."I could get you an C400, it's like my S560 but smaller" I muse. "We'll go look" I say and he dresses a bit nicer. And we go. He likes the C400 but he wants an even smaller car. So we spend some time going from dealership to dealership. At the Mazda dealership he falls in love with a MX-5. And I buy it for him. He's so happy with it. I call and have it insured and he drives off. I'm reminded of when I bought Vladimir his and Nigel's car. Nigel doesn't drive and doesn't want to learn to. Vlad happily takes him where he wants to go. Vlad fell in love with a car but was ashamed to ask for what he wanted. He wanted an S600, it's bigger and more expensive than my S560 4 Matic. Nigel told me while we were roaming the lot. I confronted Vlad and he admitted to what he wanted. I had him show me the car and I bought it for him. He was such a happy Grizzly. As happy with that car as Nate is with his.

I drive back home. I'm getting hungry and I hope Edward has dinner done. I go in. I can smell dinner and I go sit at the kitchen table. If it's just me I usually just eat there to save Edward work. And I know Nate won't mind. Edward goes to get Nate for dinner and the three of us sit and eat. Edward takes care of the food, buying etc. He has an Mercedes E400 wagon I bought him and he's happy with it. He's talking to Nate like he did when Nigel moved in. Edward wants to know what kind of food Nate likes, and what he prefers to drink. He had me talk to Vlad as I speak Russian. Vladimir speaks English and he understands it well.. But he never really mastered speaking it. His English is a bit broken. Especially when he's emotional. He does well enough with patients. He'll have me translate for him at times too.

I'm quiet. I'm glad Nate's here, but I'm feeling lonely still. And am wondering what it is about Jeb that seemed to trigger it. And I keep hoping someone will call me to play. After dinner I go sit in the hot tub. Nate is happy that we are clothing optional and he's happy running around naked. Edward keeps looking at him. And I think my Fox wants a piece of Snow Leopard tail. Fine, let Nate have him since I can't.

Nate comes out and sits on the side of the tub and we talk. I tease him about Edward wanting him. He laughs. "I had noticed it" he says. "I wanted to make sure you didn't mind" Nate says. "Hell, I want him but I'm the one who can't have him, he'd have to quit and go home" I say smiling. "I'll do him then if you don't mind" Nate says. And he leaves.

Ten minutes later, Edward comes out. "I'd like to..." he says. "I Know, Nate wants you, Edward, take the rest of the night off" I say smiling. Edward grins. "Thank you, Master Claude" he says gratefully "You deserve a good time, I'd be so lost without you, Edward" I say smiling. He grins. And he leaves. Nate will have a great time. I've seen Edward naked. He's got a big, beautiful Canine dick. (A lot of folks forget that Foxes are Canines too. And then are surprised by getting knotted by one.)

I remember late one night, I was helping him in the kitchen and bent over to pick something up off of the floor. When I stood up. Edward was hard and had popped out of his sheath. Big Fox dick and that huge knot, I had to leave. I was almost drooling to feel that big dick and fat knot up my ass. And it let me know how much Edward did want to fuck me. I went to my room and beat off furiously thinking of how it would feel. I love being knotted and turned by a Canine. Or just knotted.

I'm kind of feeling even lonelier. My cell rings. I have a moment of hope. It's Rory. And when I answer I can tell he's mad. "Claude, Dad and I had a bad fight, he's pissed that you and I are still so close" Rory says. "What can I do, Big Bear?" I ask. "I've pulled out of U of A, and I'm coming out if you'll have me, I'll start at Demontfort in the Fall" Rory says calming down. "I'd love to have my Big Brother living with me" I tell him. "Thank you, Claude, I have to admit I've missed you" Rory says. "I've missed my big Polar Bear too" I say happily. "I'll be out tomorrow, if it's OK" he says. "Fine with me, I've got some work being done here but I have a bedroom or two still, Nate moved in today and Nige and Vlad are here." I say. "Nate, your little Snow Leopard friend" Rory says. "Yeah, he's my ARNP and his folks are having trouble with his brother so he moved in with me" I say. "He's a hot little piece of Feline tail" Rory muses. "Like you" Rory adds. "Sure, I'm the second choice" I tease him. "I tried like hell to bond you, but we're kin just enough that we couldn't" Rory says. "Thinking of settling down?" I ask. "I'm getting older, I'm 25 now and it's time to think of it" Rory says softly. I am surprised, we're both having the settling down urge, if only I could take him. When Nigel and I talked about what I wanted in a mate, Rory met all of the criteria we'd come up with. But we tried and I couldn't bond my half brother. We both wanted to though. But I want Rory happy. Nate would love him and be as good to him as I would. So of course, I'd be happy to have them get together. I want my Polar Bear happy, even if it's not me making him happy. Besides, they look great together. As Vlad said "Snow Bear and Snow Meow look hot together"

"I'll call you in the morning and let you know when to pick me up, Alfred had my stuff shipped this morning" Rory says. I'll tell Edward later. I'm not going to interfere. (I sure as Hell don't wanna walk in on him fucking Nate, I'd be too tempted to join in) I wonder if Rory is thinking of trying to bond Nate. Be interesting for sure if he does. And I realize, I can't have him, like with Edward, but I think I'd be happy if Nate took Rory. I know Nate would love him like I would have. And I want my big Polar Bear brother to be loved and happy, even if it's not by me.

I sit and watch an old movie on TCM on the 77" OLED TV in the living room. Not really the way I want to spend my Friday night though. I'll be happy to have Rory here though. I sit and sip my Diet Pepsi and watch the movie. My cell rings and I grab it. "Hey mate, ya want some company?" I hear and I know it's Paulie. "I can't stay the weekend, gotta be back here tomorrow morning, but I got time tonight, and I'm pretty horned up" Paulie says. "Oh Hell yes, I had left a message" I say. "Ain't checked em in a while, I'm waiting for a machine to stop, but I wanted to come to ya if ya will " he says. "I'd love to have you come even if it it just tonight, Paulie" I say happily. "I wouldn't expect to get much sleep, mate, I'm liable to keep going up ya all night" Paulie says smiling. "Fine with me, I've missed my Stud Roo" I say happily. "He's missed the Hell out of ya, Baby" Paulie says happily. "Be there in about an hour, Baby Lion" he says happily. And he hangs up.

Great, Paulie is one of my favorite tops. Second only to Sam and Rory.(Before I get to experience my Jeb.) Horned up, he really will keep going up me, as he calls it. He's a great lover, romantic and tender, but slightly aggressive when he goes for his nut. And he'll leave me full of Roo sperm for sure. He's got big balls and by now they'll be full and wanting emptied. I'll be passing Roo cum for days. He told me once he was sad he couldn't leave me fat with his joeys. I'd give him beautiful ones he said. I know he was a bit drunk, but I loved that he wanted his sons from me. I love looking up into his beautiful Green eyes while we fuck too. He's a lot of fun to be around even when we aren't fucking. I love taking him to dinner, he's such a great dinner companion. Funny, warm, charming as Hell and fun loving. My Sydney born Roo is a great male. I'm sorry we didn't bond as is he. He'd of made a great mate, he will for someone, just not me.

I run and shower. And I leave a note in the kitchen for Edward. To let him know that Rory's coming for good. He likes Rory, he loves that he like me, having been raised by Alfred, tends to keep up behind himself. We clean up as we go along. We don't know how not to.