Taking Advantage
Story by nehemia on SoFurry
A finished commission for a user on discord~
Taking Advantage
by nehemia#0415
A quick sweep of his eyes told him the locker room and adjoining shower room were both empty. Regardless, he remained still and unmoving, straining to listen for anything with his nigh-useless human ears. His heart was thumping lightly within its ribbed cage, providing a soft percussionist background against the otherwise silent environment.
Finally convinced he was alone, Allan heaved a quiet sigh, beginning to strip out of his clothes. He would often wait for the gym’s locker room to be vacated before utilizing the showers, as it was quite common for others to try and sneak a peek at him. He supposed it made some sense—he was human, after all, in a world where humans were oh-so-deliciously rare.
Allan straightened, wholly naked, and glanced around one last time before making a beeline for the shower room. He was so utterly focused on merely getting there that he didn’t notice the two lions who had just silently entered the locker room. But they certainly noticed him, both heads cocking with piqued curiosity as the human male briefly exposed his backside before disappearing into one of the showers.
The two furred males glanced at each other, and didn’t need to exchange a single word to know they were on the same page about this. Without another moment’s hesitation, they began stalking for the shower room, stripping out of their own clothes with graceful feline ease.
Allan himself had just turned the warm water on before stepping under the spray and dunking his head in. Water droplets sluiced down the muscled flesh of his body, his dark brown hair clinging wetly to his skull. Because of his head angled under the rush of the water, he didn’t hear anyone approaching until there were two voices sounding behind him.
“Shit. I’ve never seen an ass so perfect, Hunter,” one growled. Allan turned around with a gasp, so startled by the sight of the two lion males before him that he didn’t think to cover his exposed cock with his hands until a few seconds afterwards. He should’ve been more careful—
The one known as Hunter said, “Agreed, Leo. No wonder the humans are viewed as little treats.” His voice was a rumbling purr, not entirely threatening, but both lions were larger than Allan in height and muscle—and standing shoulder to shoulder, they blocked his only exit from the shower. Their ashen blond fur swept across corded muscles and strong bodies, dark brown manes framing harsh but somehow alluring angles of lion-like complexions.
Allan was at a loss for words, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to think of something—anything—to say. “Um… Excuse me, but this a p-private area—”
“Look how flustered he is. What a fucking cutie,” Leo snickered, taking a step closer to advance on the smaller human male. A blush crept across Allan’s cheeks as he glanced between the lions, still cupping his cock and remaining under the spray of water.
They thought he was cute?
He swallowed tightly, again at a loss for what to say, meekly standing within the shower as he gazed at the lions. His back hit the tiled wall behind him as he yielded a step away from them, and instead found himself cornered with nowhere to go, no escape.
“Can you be a good boy for us, cutie?” Hunter asked, his strong arms crossing over his broad chest. Allan blinked, stunned by the question.
“A… good boy?” he echoed shyly, that blush remaining on his face. Leo nodded, reaching his paw forward to stroke the human male’s wet hair in a sort of taunting but affectionate gesture. Allan swallowed again—he suddenly felt parched.
“A good boy,” Hunter confirmed. “We just want to have a little fun, that’s all.” The lion stepped closer, as Leo had done, effectively trapping the smaller male against the wall in the shower. Leo’s paw, which still brushed through Allan’s hair, paused while he leaned in as he was spurred by curiosity, and ran his rough tongue along the human male’s cheek. Allan sucked in a sharp breath, practically quivering against the tiles as his fingers curled around his cock and balls. Hunter bent to nibble playfully on Allan’s chest and nipples, those sharp teeth frustratingly gentle between the laps of his own tongue.
Enduring both lions’ teasing attack of nips and licks and sucks that would surely leave hickies, Allan already felt overwhelmed, flustered—but in a heated, arousing sort of way. It left him confused and speechless as they teased him with their tongues, only offering groans and little gasps. Hunter and Leo both seemed content to endlessly lick and suck on the smaller male, as though they wanted to taste every inch of him to test their little treat theory true.
Leo bent first, burying his muzzle against the side of Allan’s neck and teasing there until Hunter rose and joined him on the other side. Their tongues stretched up and down the column of Allan’s throat, delivering taunting nibbles and sharp but coaxing sucks that had his heart kicking against his chest. After giving the smaller male a particularly prominent hickey, Hunter slowly leaned up and placed his hand atop Allan’s head.
He pushed, and while Allan initially resisted and hesitated, he soon found himself sinking to the tiled floor on his knees. Suddenly eye-level with their crotches, he lowered his gaze from their faces to look at the two significant cocks standing proudly before him, already throbbing with need. Their lengths were thick and veiny, much larger than Allan could have anticipated—his throat suddenly went dry.
“You see what you do to us? This is all for you,” Leo rumbled, staring down at the human male on his knees. Allan felt his face flush again, but was overwhelmed by their expectations.
“I-I’m not sure I—” he tried. But they were having none of it. Taking advantage of his already open mouth, Hunter stepped forward to sheathe his length down Allan’s throat. Allan gasped through his nose in surprise, jerking back slightly only to bump against the wet wall behind him.
“That’s it. Just take it,” Hunter purred, a paw on Allan’s head to keep him steady against the tiles. His hips slowly began to thrust, easing in and out of the smaller male’s mouth. Allan stiffened, but didn’t resist, keeping his jaw unhinged for the formidable cock that now slid along his tongue, thick and heavy. He… hadn’t expected for the lions to be so big—but nonetheless found himself rather aroused by the situation.
All too distracted now, Allan’s hands fell away from his own cock, freeing the length that was now hardening even as Hunter continued to use his pretty little mouth. He moaned softly around the thick cock, daring a glance up at the lion males to gauge their expressions. Hunter, still pumping away down Allan’s mouth, was grunting and growling in pleasure, his face contorted with effort. Leo was merely watching intently—both seemed unfazed by the shower stream still pouring out over the three.
“Come on, Hunter, I need a piece of that,” Leo grumbled, his length twitching with anticipation. Hunter reluctantly stepped back, pulling out of the human male’s mouth with an exasperated sigh—as though he were frustrated in having to share. But that annoyance was wiped from his countenance as soon as Leo plunged his own cock down Allan’s throat, seemingly sated by the voyeurism he received.
Leo groaned and gripped Allan by his chestnut-hued hair, quickly picking up a rough and steady tempo that satisfied his own needs. In and out, out and in, he fucked the smaller male’s vulnerable mouth, thrusting hard enough that his entire length was pumping within Allan’s throat. Allan gagged and choked, managing small and helpless gasps through his nose whenever possible—which wasn’t often, considering the lion’s size.
“Look at this little cutie taking all of me,” Leo huffed, a savage smirk shaping his features. Hunter grunted his approval, and then glanced at Leo, giving him one of those looks that they both understood without needing words. Utilizing his grip on Allan’s hair, Leo stepped back but pulled the smaller male with him, peeling him away from the wall. Allan staggered forward on his knees, struggling to keep up with the cock in his mouth—until Leo knelt in front of him, placing Allan on all fours. But he never missed a beat in his thrusts, continuing to pump away vigorously, now able to enter Allan’s throat at a deeper angle.
With his mouth thoroughly occupied, Allan didn’t notice Hunter’s change in position until he felt the larger male behind him. Stunned by the surprise, Allan tried to jerk back and sit upright, but Leo’s grip in his hair was unfaltering and refused to allow him any leniency. So Allan was forced to remain on all fours, even as Hunter ran his rough paw over the curve of his ass, causing the human male to tremble slightly. Hunter gripped his cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing that puckered little hole to the spray of water. Allan shuddered at the sensation, tensing with anticipation.
Unable to help himself, Hunter bent down, burying his muzzle between those cheeks and slowly sliding his rough, heavy tongue along Allan’s sweet little asshole. Allan moaned around Leo’s cock, causing his throat to reverberate slightly around the other lion, who in turn gave a growl of approval. Hunter lapped his tongue again and again, licking the smaller male relentlessly—so much so that he was practically feasting on Allan’s ass. Gradually he moved down, laving his curious and attentive tongue along Allan’s balls and then down the bottom of his shaft. As he moved back up, he used a paw to grip and stroke Allan’s cock, and eagerly returned to eating his delicious ass.
Allan couldn’t help the little moans and whimpers that escaped him around Leo’s cock, stunned and overwhelmed by the amount of pleasurable sensations he felt. Hunter continued to lick and feast on him while simultaneously stroking his length, causing the smaller male to tremble slightly and shudder with need. But it was then that Hunter stopped and leaned back up, aligning his cock to the asshole he could clearly spend hours worshiping.
“Relax, cutie. This will go a lot smoother if you’re relaxed,” Hunter encouraged, smoothing a paw down the length of Allan’s spine. Allan closed his eyes and attempted to do just that, willing his nerves to calm. The arch of his back deepened some, and Hunter grinned with delight, watching as the smaller male’s ass became more exposed. He didn’t waste another moment, lining his cock up to that puckered rosette and eagerly beginning to shove his way in.
Allan yelped through his nose, still gagging around Leo’s length as it pumped in and out of his throat and kept him utterly immobile. Hunter pushed, and pushed, and pushed, driving every single inch into the tight confines of Allan’s ass until he was fully sheathed and buried within the human male. Allan whimpered in turn, practically shaking between the two lions.
“Fuck. He’s so goddamn tight, Leo. I’ve never felt an ass so goddamn tight,” the lion growled, already panting through the pleasured ecstasy that coursed through his veins, his cock. Leo only smirked, all too focused on his own pursuits of fucking Allan’s throat over and over again, claws tangled in that chestnut hair. Hunter’s first few thrusts were slow, taunting and exploratory—but it gave Allan just a few seconds to adjust to the length that was now buried in his backside. All too soon, however, Hunter matched his companion’s pace, adapting the same rhythm in a relentless and vicious fuck that had him pistoning in and out.
Allan’s mind spun, his eyes rolling back into his head as his body was jerked back and forth between the two lion males. Despite their tempo matching, their movements were opposite of one another—where one pulled out, the other plunged in, and when one thrusted back in, the other eased out, leaving Allan stuck in a seemingly endless cycle of dicks entering his body. Hunter’s paws braced on Allan’s hips to help steady him, but they also maneuvered his body into bouncing more smoothly between the two.
All that Allan could manage now were little gasps and moans through his nose, utterly lost to the pleasure-pain that was searing through his body. Just when he felt he’d finally adapted to the lions’ opposite notions, they suddenly synced together, now plowing into him simultaneously. There were split-seconds of time when he was completely devoid of cocks as they both pulled out, only for them to plunge back in again, over and over, abusing his orifices to no end. With one lion stuffed down his throat and the other lion ravaging his ass, Allan felt wholly overwhelmed, struggling to keep up with their notions and desires.
Without warning, Leo rammed himself to the hilt, burying his length into Allan’s mouth between those swollen lips and finding his release. Rope after rope of thick cum painted the back of his throat, and he was forced to swallow it all down, practically drowning in the seed. Hunter, too, orgasmed hard—but he instead pulled out, spilling the contents over Allan’s backside and allowing the water to wash it all away.
Slowly, finally, Leo eased himself out as both of the lions caught their breath, gazing down at the smaller male. Allan trembled and coughed, sitting back on his heels now that they’d released him, his mind still reeling. He was already exhausted and spent—yet the lions seemed far from done. Still behind the human male, Hunter hooked his strong arms under Allan’s knees, standing back to his feet as he linked his hands behind Allan’s head to lock him into a sort of full-nelson position.
Allan yelped in surprise, feeling more exposed and vulnerable now than he had just moments ago. He squirmed against the larger male’s hard-muscled yet soft-furred body, gazing helplessly at Leo who also rose to his feet and observed Allan intently. Leo gave a little smirk, stepping between Allan’s splayed legs, and ran a single claw down his chest and torso. He stopped, however, just above Allan’s erection—inferior to their own—and seemed to merely enjoy the sight of the human like this. Weak. Helpless. Vulnerable. Ready for fucking.
“Try that ass for yourself, brother,” Hunter said gruffly, keeping Allan firmly positioned without a single bit of freedom. Leo studied the smaller male a moment longer before moving—not closer, as Allan expected, but down to kneel in front of him.
“There’s something else of his that I want to try,” Leo growled, lowering his golden gaze to the human cock in front of him. His mouth watered, and he eagerly took Allan into his muzzle, beginning to suck the smaller male off. Allan moaned loudly, his toes curling under the stream of water and his balls tightening already with pleasure. Leo purred low in his chest, causing his throat to vibrate around Allan’s cock as he bobbed his head back and forth, his tongue stroking along the bottom of his length.
“Such a good boy,” Hunter said, still holding him as his companion sucked him off. “Why don’t you cum for us?” The muscles of his arms tightened some, straining to keep Allan perfectly positioned and utterly powerless. It was all Allan could do to just remain there, ensuring the lions’ onslaught and enduring wave after wave of pleasure until finally he came, shooting his cum into Leo’s muzzle. He’d already been so worked up from Hunter’s actions that it was a surprise he hadn’t busted right away. Leo eagerly licked it all up, even going so far as to suck Allan a little more afterwards—as if wanting to ensure he got every last drop. Allan was practically mewling and quivering, and gasped when Leo eased back to pull him out.
“He doesn’t just look like a treat. He tastes like one too,” the lion purred, rising back to his full height. Leo stepped closer, his cock aligning just below Allan’s already-abused asshole, one paw bracing on his calf. Allan squirmed again, his cheeks flushing at the amount of primal desire he witnessed in the lion’s golden eyes. Leo only gave an arrogant smirk before ramming himself up, burying the entirety of his significant length into the smaller male’s ass.
Allan cried out, his body jerking against the notion but never going far because of Hunter’s unrelenting strength. Leo only waited for a second, adjusting to the sweet, tight confines of the human male’s backside before furiously pumping away. Within a moment he was fucking Allan viciously, utilizing his grip on Allan’s calves to steady himself for the merciless rhythm he sought. Allan couldn’t help but gasp and moan, writhing between the two lions as he was helplessly sandwiched.
Leo let out a hellacious roar, hardly able to contain his primal lust as he lost himself to the intoxicating sensations of Allan’s asshole. His thick cock drove up into the smaller male repeatedly, pistoning in and out in a savage and almost callous sort of manner. Allan grunted and groaned, feeling like he could hardly breathe around the formidable length digging so deep into his ass that he swore his guts were rearranging. His mind was reeling, his body tense and loose all at the same time, forced to struggle to keep up with them.
“Fuck!” Leo shouted, gripping Allan’s calves roughly as he sheathed himself fully and came hard in the smaller male’s ass. His cock throbbed from the orgasm, and Allan whimpered, still attempting to orient himself after enduring so much of their onslaught. Leo finally eased out and momentarily enjoyed the sight of his seed spilling from the human male’s asshole, now gaping slightly from the abuse.
Then the lion nodded to the other, and Hunter passed Allan over to be restrained in the same position—only by Leo now. Leo linked his massive paws behind Allan’s head and held him tightly, wielding his exposed form for his companion. Hunter grinned wickedly, drinking in every vulnerable detail with his dark brown eyes as his gaze swept along Allan from head to toe. He stepped closer, but didn’t align his cock just yet—rather, he angled his head down to lean in.
Allan watched with rounded eyes as the lion male ran a rough tongue over his nipple, laving across his pectoral and then up the column of his throat. Hunter let loose a growling sort of purr, presumably at the taste of Allan’s skin, and bent his head back down to the smaller male’s other nipple, licking over it as well. Allan moaned softly, his eyes fluttering shut against the unfamiliar yet electrifying sensations.
Hunter suddenly knelt, taking Allan’s cock into one paw to stroke it eagerly. “I need another taste of this fucking ass,” he snarled lustfully, not wasting another second to dive in and shove his feline-like tongue into the smaller male’s asshole.
“Gaaahhhh!!!” Allan cried out, pleasure threatening to seize him entirely despite the fact that he was practically being held there against his will. Hunter feasted and licked and tongue-fucked his ass, continuing to palm his length simultaneously with a vigorous need. Allan panted, already trembling against the climax that was threatening to overwhelm him, his toes curling.
“Come on. Give it to us. Be a good boy,” Leo purred in his ear, his tail coming around to stroke against Allan’s chest. Allan could barely keep his tether to reality, let alone hold himself together. The smaller male gave out a strained groan as another orgasm barreled down his spine, tightening his balls and sending his cock twitching with spurts of cum, which was quickly washed down the drain. Hunter licked his ass through it all, and only then did he stand again, finally lining himself up with that tenderized asshole.
Allan’s body was limp in Leo’s strong arms, utterly spent already. But Hunter didn’t give him any time to even formulate a protest before sheathing himself all the way into his ass. Allan merely gave a little moan, biting his lower lip as the lion pulled out to the tip and rammed back in, quickly easing into a rough pattern of pumping his entire length in and out of the smaller male’s ass. One of his paws gripped Allan’s leg, absentmindedly running down to his ankle and skimming over his bare foot.
Instinctively, Allan’s toes curled and his leg jerked slightly against the touch, revealing that such a particular area was rather sensitive. Curiosity piqued in Hunter, and even as he continued thrusting his hips, he turned his attention to the foot with its toes still curled. He grabbed it, paw bracing around the top of it as his thumb swept across the pad of Allan’s foot. Allan whimpered and squirmed again, trying to pull his leg free from the lion’s grasp—to no avail.
Hunter put his maw to it and licked his tongue along the bottom, dragging the rough yet warm and tender surface along Allan’s sensitive foot. He brought the toes into his mouth and sucked them each individually, tongue dancing between each little digit, before taking them all in and massaging his tongue against the ball of Allan’s foot. Meanwhile the movements of his hips never ceased or faltered, fucking the smaller male relentlessly, mercilessly. His tongue swept along the bottom of the heel, and then up the expanse of the bottom, devouring every inch as he had Allan’s ass. As if he couldn’t get enough.
Stuck in the full-nelson position held firmly by Leo and forced to endure the thick cock in his ass and the tongue orally worshiping his foot, Allan could do nothing but groan and gasp and writhe. He felt his spent, flaccid cock slowly grow hard again, and Hunter was suddenly moving to lick at his other foot—as though he desired to see if they tasted the same. His attention and pattern of licking and strokes of the tongue were similar to the first foot, and his cock repeatedly pumped within him, growls and purrs of pleasure beginning to tear free from the lion before him.
It was without warning that his pace of thrusting suddenly increased in speed and strength, so much so that Leo was forced back and hit the tiled wall behind him even as he remained holding Allan. Hunter snarled and bucked hard, vicious and fast, laving his rough tongue all over Allan’s foot as he pounded into him without restraint. Allan cried out between desperate pants, and behind him, Leo grunted with effort—as if it were difficult against his companion’s primal fury.
Hunter fucked him good and hard, wild for another few minutes before finally burying himself deep and cumming inside the smaller male’s ass. His cock throbbed, and both the lion and Allan groaned as he filled Allan’s ass with his seed. When he pulled out, it spilled from that gaping and abused asshole, sliding along Allan’s cheeks before dripping down the drain.
“His feet are so sensitive. And he tastes so damn good. He really is a little treat,” Hunter observed, stepping back and glancing at his companion over the human male’s head. Leo finally lowered Allan to the ground, but he pushed him to lay on his back as he turned off the shower. Allan obeyed, laying down, only for each leg to be folded back, feet angled up in the air by the lions. They were both on their knees on either side of him, and his mind was too sluggish now to put up any sort of fight.
“I want some of this,” Leo growled, gripping Allan’s ankle and running his tongue along the bottom of his foot. Hunter instead busied himself with bending down to suck Allan off, taking his cock into his muzzle and slowly beginning to bob his head. Allan shifted on the tile floor and groaned, balls tightening and breath hitching from the lions’ primal notions. “Think we’ll get another orgasm out of him?” Leo suddenly asked, glancing down at Hunter before resuming his licking and sucking of Allan’s toes. Hunter only smirked around Allan’s cock, sending the smaller male a challenging glare—as though he were determined to make it happen.
“P-Please, I can’t—” Allan tried, his breath sawing in and out of his chest as he tried to ignore the climax that was slowly building within his core. He couldn’t endure another, he couldn’t—
It didn’t matter. The sensations of his cock being sucked paired with his feet being licked sent him tumbling over the edge, cumming down Hunter’s eager and awaiting throat, the lion dutifully swallowing every last drop and then some, continuing to bob his head and ensure Allan was spent, as Leo had done. Allan shuddered on the tiles as his cock twitched and throbbed, his toes curling within the other lion’s maw and his eyes growing hooded.
As he caught his breath, the lions adjusted positions around him, Leo moving between his legs and Hunter kneeling over Allan’s head, curling a claw under his chin. Allan tipped his head back at the silent command, instinctively opening his mouth for the hard length that hung over him and awaited entry. As soon as his lips parted, Hunter plunged in, and Leo sheathed himself into Allan’s ass in the same moment. Allan moaned through his nose, his spine arching slightly as both lions quickly adapted a harsh and unforgiving pace that had them pistoning in and out of his body like before. Their movements were again matched, fucking him with the same aggression and speed as the other, his mouth and ass being forced to swallow their thick cocks simultaneously.
Hunter fell forward, bracing his hands on the tile on either side of Allan to fuck the smaller male’s throat at a deeper angle. His snarls had again turned primal, and Leo was soon echoing them with his own as he savagely pumped into Allan’s ass. One of his paws slid down Allan’s leg to grab his foot again, guiding it to his muzzle to casually lick at the arch. Allan gasped and groaned around Hunter’s cock, writhing between the lions—and truthfully unaware of how much more he could endure.
They both increased their tempo, but somehow fell out of sync, taking turns alternating who pumped in and who pulled out. Allan’s body rocked slightly, his breathing tight around the significant size of the lion, his form limp with sated pleasure and his mind foggy. Leo finished first, hilting himself deep within Allan’s asshole and finding his release to paint the smaller male’s insides. Hunter orgasmed only a minute or so later, stuffing Allan’s throat to cum and forcing Allan to swallow every bit of it. Allan obeyed, his mouth tightening and throat working around the lion’s cock before Hunter gradually eased out—as did Leo.
Both lion males took a moment to catch their breath, drinking in the sight of Allan spent, worn, and dripping with their cum. And then they rose to their feet, gazing down at the smaller male, who remained on the tiled floor as he was too tired to move just yet. Still panting slightly, Allan glanced up at them, meeting their feline stares.
“Thanks for the ride, cutie,” Leo purred, making his exit.
Hunter turned to follow him, and said over his shoulder, “Maybe we’ll see you around.” He winked, and strode out, leaving Allan alone to recuperate.
Allan only had enough energy to wordlessly watch them go.