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It was dull out today, Cameron Cooper rushed to catch his bus, only crying out in frustration as he turned the corner to see it driving off. "Wait!" The tiger yelled, settling his shoulder pack up higher into his arm and breaking into a sprint to catch the silver and blue metro making its way down the block. "For fuck's sake! Wait I take this bus every day! Stop! Stop!"

No amount of yelling could reach the driver though, as he was; as Cam often described him, old as the sands of time itself. And in frustration he nearly flung his bag, along with a seven hundred dollar laptop after the bus, which quickly turned the block and vanished from sight. Cameron groaned and irritably made his way back toward the bus stop. He had been made late due to his roommate's clowning around in the shower with his girlfriend and for that he would need to wait forty five minutes for the next bus headed his direction to arrive. He grunted and threw himself into the bench, flinging his arms back along the soft wooden backing and finding himself staring at a banner advertisement for Freddy's Pizzaria; it was old and some of was scrawled out with "House of Demonic Toys" but at least the crew's lineup could be easily made out beyond the graffiti. His eyes fell to Montgomery and Foxy the Pirate who were lined up next to each other, giving the appearances of best friends. And if he had anything to go off of with his last experience with the pair, the advertisement couldn't be any more accurate.

It had been almost two months since his last encounter with the pair, and what a time that was. He'd definitely gotten the VIP treatment from both of them, and despite getting autographs and chatting with them from time to time, he found that their trist seemed to really begin and end with that, and now the trio were practically no more than friends at this point.

The tiger's ears flicked as the sound of water pattering against the glass top of the bus stop's shelter began, he looked up to see that it actually had started raining and the sound of rain was accompanied by a pretty brisk and sudden wind. This was definitely the start to the storm announcement that came on the radio that morning and he tucked his feet back to avoid getting wet. While Cam didn't mind a little water, he definitely didn't feel like spending the early part of his afternoon wringing his fur dry. He sat back and closed his eyes, waiting for the bus with a patient silence that only came from the completely empty street and bus stop he now found himself at the corner of. All of a sudden, another sound went off. This one from his pocket as he quickly realized it was his cell phone. Thinking nothing of the text message he just got, he slipped the phone out, flipped the screen up and--

"GUH!" Cameron's surprised gasp escaped his mouth as he quickly looked around to see if anyone nearby was playing some sort of practical joke on him. "That's stupid..." He realized to himself as he returned his attention to the phone.

"Hey Cam, just thinkin about a certain cute tiger."

The message was from Monty, and the image attached was enough to make the tiger's blood boil, and made his face feel like it had just caught fire: Definitely Foxy and Monty's cocks were full in view on the portrait with Monty's feet draped in a pair of black socks and what looked like a starfield coloring as it rested against The fox's thick erect member. The way Monty was leaned down too showed his massive cock had swung into view as well for the shot, his balls nestled against a pair of red and black striped socks on Foxy's feet. Instantly, Cameron's pants pitched a tent, thankfully he was still by himself. His phone buzzed again as another message came in: "Think you want to meet up? Always happy to entertain our biggest fan."

It took Cameron a few moments to actually regain the feeling in his tongue enough to get it wet again and he replied, his hands shaking so badly that it took about three times longer than it should have to reply: "Sure! Where'd you want to meet?"

"Fenton's Friday Club on thirteenth. You know the place?"

"That's where your band is based out of right?"

"That's it! See you in an hour."

Cameron put his phone down, but he couldn't wipe the dumbfounded and too-big grin off his face. He was about to go and get dirty with his childhood heroes again, and the only thing that settled his elation was a pair of elders who happened to come by at that moment and sit on the bench beside him. He smiled and cleared his throat, pressing a smile on his face.

When the bus came at long last, Cam climbed aboard and seated himself for the long ride. Normally his stop was two miles, but if he wanted to get to Fenton's he would need to stay on almost a half hour longer, bringing it to seven miles from where he got on. As it came to a slow stop at his location, he almost clambered off the bus and faced a long, narrow alleyway that went between the club and the grocery store they had put in next door. The neighborhood had run down some in recent years, with Fenton's addition being the first new complex in almost a decade being built fresh over an old burial site. When he was still going to high school, he and his friends used to predict that the reason Fenton's didn't have much of a draw for business was because it was haunted and cursed. It didn't help matters much that as he approached the building, he could hear a large metal door bang open in the alleyway. He jumped and put a hand on his chest for a moment as it felt like his heart was about to leap out of it before walking around to check, only to see the back entrance of the bar slowly swinging slightly back and forth in the wind, the slow squeal of it as it came to a rest open only to be slowly blown back shut caught his attention and drew the tiger toward it. He walked to the door and looked inside, seeing only darkness within.

"He-hello?" He whispered as he peered further into the darkness, trying to gage exactly what was hidden inside. "Hm. Maybe this was where I was supposed to go to meet them." He suggested, pressing the glasses up the bridge of his nose just a bit before stepping inside. As soon as he stepped in, the door slammed shut with a loud bang after a gust of wind forced it closed. The noise was so sudden and so loud that Cameron screamed in response, clapping his hands over his ears before realizing that he was now trapped inside. He turned around and pushed on the bar to open the door again, but found that it wouldn't budge. He swallowed and looked around.

The door he entered must have been a side stage door, he could make out the curtains behind the stage almost directly above his head, the lighting that normally framed it out was turned off or they were out. What little lighting the main room did provide had a reddish tint, adding to the creepiness of the room as Cam made his way deeper into it. It was quiet; almost too quiet for a place that was a regular business that opened in the evening. He slowed his pace and turned a corner, then gasped uncontrollably as he encountered a dummy head shaped like Monty's sitting on the far ledge of the stage.

"Monty? Foxy? Are you guys here?" He asked shakily as he wandered toward backstage. "Hello?" He called out again, only to hear his own voice echo back at him. Could this have been some elaborate prank? His instincts and barely hideable erection told him otherwise, but it was probably more the fact that he was just a complete horndog that would latch onto any possibility of sex with these guys. A dedicated fan like him had to hold onto it, otherwise what was the point?

As he walked backstage, Cam's ears perked up, picking up a distant clamoring of voices in the distance. He picked up the speed of his walk and was moving in the direction of the voices with a brisk pace. Just past the stage, just in the backstage area, he could see a sliver of light in the doorway ahead and as he reached it, he heard familiar voices inside. "You guys are gonna love him. He's a total fan, just ask him." Monty's voice could be clearly made out, followed by the sound of Foxy's voice.

"Aye, he's a fan alright." He chuckled.

Unobservantly, Cameron leaned up against the door to hear more; he pressed his ear up to the flat white surface and closed his eyes to try and hear them better, but something went wrong. He felt the door shove open inward. It hadn't been completely latched, and with a yelp of surprise from both him and the occupants of the room, he fumbled forward, hit the ground and rolled over to face them all at once.

He'd landed at the gator's feet, looking up into Monty's magenta colored eyes was enough to make him tremble in anticipation as the muscular beast glared down with an unrelenting stare on his face through the dark lenses of his purple star sunglasses.. He swallowed nervously as he regained his footing and stood back up.

"Speaking of the devil." Foxy let out with his signature pirate accent, letting out a laugh.

Cameron grunted as he sat back on his knees and looked around the room; there were a total of four other people in the room, Monty and Foxy as he expected, the third he also recognized a large rabbit with a thick midsection, covered in a velvety-looking shiny bluish purple layer of fur. The bunny's ears perked almost entirely in two different directions; it was Bonnie, another member of Freddy's band who played alongside Foxy, but not so much with Montgomery. He was seated on a large cushion with his hand curled in a fist as he reclined on it, resting his head on the fist. He smirked warmly. "Well, you were right. He is sort of cute. Especially with those glasses of his." He sat up and stretched his arms out, smiling at Cameron, who averted his gaze nervously.

The fourth male was a complete stranger, a massive lion, very similar in build to Montgomery. His mane was a deep brown color, his body fur was white in color and his arms were sleeved in tattoo sprays which looked like a tribal formation. He also had a nose ring dangling between his nostrils. "Hmm, you sure this is the guy? When you told me about him, Monty I expected... I don't know...someone who looked less pure."

"Cam, this here rude cat would be Maximilian." Monty explained. "He's part of my new crew, I mentioned you to him and he got curious."

The lion shrugged. "You can call me Max, kid." He said. "You're right, he is pretty cute."

Cameron looked between the four, his throat had run dry and it was only then that he'd noticed that they were mostly undressed; Foxy wearing a pair of boxer briefs; red, almost crimson in color that hugged his cock tight against his leg under the fabric. It was almost too long, but no matter how hard the tiger stared, he couldn't make it move the half inch left to see the flesh. He was also wearing a pair of black socks with red stripes that went from heel to where it ended about halfway up to his knees. The rest was black to the dark red pad that matched up where his toes went. Montgomery was seated relaxed in the couch next to him, one leg curled up under the other. He was wearing his typical jockstrap again, his fuzzy ass resting against the cushions, but this pair was a neon orange color which contrasted his darker green body even more than the last time. He wore a pair of plain white socks that went up to his ankles. Bonnie was the only one that was completely naked with the exception of a pair of socks that lacked any toes, leaving his the only ones already sticking out.

Lastly was the newcomer Max, who seemed to be a stickler to modesty. He wore no shirt, but his tight black pants helped to conceal the rest of his form to the imagination as his tail slowly rose and fell with a flop behind him.

"A little overdressed, are we?" The gator asked Cam with a subtle point.

Cameron looked down at his own outfit and realized that he was the only one fully dressed, but what chance did he--

Cam paused as the gator quickly swooshed behind him with a gleeful chuckle and pulled the tiger close to his massive body. His fingers pressing their claws at his neck before slowly working their way down his shirt, slicing through the buttons one at a time while his palm worked its way down toward his belly. As the last of his buttons flew off, Monty gave him a bit of a push and he fell to the ground. Almost the moment he hit the ground a large foot quickly found his face and Bonnie's toes pressed down on it. He giggled in spite of the moment's innuendo and looked at Foxy. "Oh, you were right, it's like his lips knew exactly what they needed to do."

The next move happened faster than Cameron realized as Foxy's hand and hook each grabbed a side of his taut pants and yanked on them until they reached his ankles. He let out a muffled gasp of surprise but continued to engulf the rabbit's toes one after another. Despite them being aerated, the socks smelled heavily of Bonnie's funk and he began to indulge in squeezing his tongue between each of his digits. Bonnie giggled in spite of himself, being the first to sport a massively obvious erection.

Foxy wasn't going to let the rabbit show him up though, and began to run his snout against Cam's crotch, digging it under the hefty bulge that pressed against the inside of his tighty whities. The briefs were already pretty pungent from his precum drooling down and turning the briefs soggy, but I don't think anyone really minded by that point, everything was just going fifty miles an hour and it wasn't slowing down just yet. Max huffed a bit and leaned back, his large, muscular torso slowly rising and falling with each breath as he fingered at the impressive tent growing in his trousers. Soon, Bonnie lifted his foot from Cam's muzzle and climbed from his seat, having proportionally the largest backside of the lot he stood up and wiggled it seductively over the tiger's head.

"Oh yeah, do it..." The lion coaxed, slipping his meat from his trousers and toying with it by running his thumb along his already-drooling head. As if Bonnie really needed the convincing, the next thing Cam saw was the rabbit's butt coming toward his face and head, followed by an elated "Oh, fuck yes." From Max when it made contact.

Cameron inhaled the musky rabbit's fuzzy butt and grabbed madly at it as it wriggled down over his face. His cock felt like it was about to break free from his underwear on its own, but Foxy helped that by drawing back the elastic band and wrapping his tongue around the flesh in one fell swoop. Cam felt his hips buck uncontrollably as the fox's warm, wet muzzle tightened around his shaft, drawing it in deeper with every throaty lunge. He couldn't see what Foxy was doing, but the tiger knew exactly how he was doing it. That slippery wet tongue wrapping around his cock, coating it with saliva from top to bottom, which only gave more enthusiasm to his own lips and tongue as he worked it deep into Bonnie's ass, letting the rabbit's hole tighten around his tongue again and again in short, quick pulses that seemed to coincide with new wet drippings of precum across his chest. "Fuck he's good." Bonnie panted, riding the tiger's tongue and squeezing his ass even tighter around his face. I haven't had this in a wh-while..."

Foxy grinned playfully. "Didn't we tell you? Monty and me don't lie about that sort'a thing."

Bonnie panted. "Well you've given us some pretty batshit insane stories before, but this one really hits the mark.

"Well then, I don't see why you gotta have all the fun." Monty grunted as he stood up, a growl of frustration emanating from his throat as his massive gator cock swung down between his legs, its sheer girth enough to keep it from every standing fully upright in arousal. He moved up behind Bonnie and pulled him off of Cam's face, wrapping his arms around the larger fellow, he began to grind his cock against Bonnie's drenched and loosened muscle and pressed himself against it, dangling the pair of them only inches above Cam's head who could only watch as the gator's dark flesh slowly pushed its way into the bunny's rabbit hole. He let out a deep growl. "Nnnhh yeah that's it, fucking hard as a rock here..."

By this point both Cameron and Foxy were waiting to see what was going to happen next, and Monty slowly lowered the pair of them again down toward the tiger's face and Cam welcomed the interfacing cock and ass with a warm, receiving tongue. The combined musk was enough to make his toes curl and his knees tighten on the fox giving him a blowjob at the same time, he let out a muffled moan and shuddered. Bonnie reached his foot forward and squeezed it in just under Foxy's mouth, gripping the base of his cock with his bare furry toes and mitten-textured socks, giving it a firm squeeze as he was ravenously fucked by the gator.

This went on for several minutes, and when Cameron could finally get a breath in, he could see Max only two feet away on the couch as he slowly masturbated to the spectacle the four of them were offering. He had his eyes closed though, listening to the soft moans, the gruff growls and smelling the heavy pheromones now swimming through the air. He passed a short glance to the tiger, and in a last ditch effort of defiance, he glanced away.

"F-Fuck yes... fuck..." Monty let out a swift series of growls and pants before finally giving in and climaxing hard into Bonnie's waiting ass. Their sweaty, sex juice pouring down into Cam's face, who had no chance to defend himself as he nearly felt himself drowning in it. The very feeling of it made his body writhe and he too began to cum hard in the fox's mouth. His body convulsing as Foxy strained to contain every last drop. After several moments, Bonnie and Monty lifted themselves off of Cam's coated face and Cameron decided to turn the other cheek by grabbing Foxy by the feet and flipping him onto his back.

He looked up in surprise as all three of them loomed over him. "Wh-what're ye guys thinking?" He asked as Cameron, Monty and Bonnie each placed their socked feet against his throbbing erection. He gasped and winced, twisting around as the fabric dragged along his flesh. "Oh gods... fuck..." He panted and without much more of a fight, he began to cum with a hard and heavy thick stream that shot clear across his rusty-colored body and even into his own face. "AAAAHRRR!" He strained but failed to put a capper on his pirate-y vocals as he climaxed in a violent convulsion that filled the room in an anguished and strained howl which only a fox could make.

Panting, it took a few minutes for his semen to stop flowing and for the trio to remove their stinky, sticky socks from his flesh. "Well that's what you'd call a finisher."

Monty looked back at Max. "So, did you finish too Max? Don't tell me you're a stick in the mud?"

"I'm not." He said proudly, tussling his mane back with a proudful snort. "But I am more of a private man when it comes to finishing." He glanced at Cameron. "You understand?"

"Of course." Bonnie said.

"Sure." Foxy agreed.

"Uh-huh. He probably ain't even that turned on by it." Monty added dismissively. "A real party crasher."

Cameron saw Max cast a soft wink at him, or was it a wink? He wasn't at all sure, but suddenly an idea struck him. "Uh... say guys. I'd hate to cum and run but I've got to head out soon." he said. "I can't go anywhere like this though, you got a place I can maybe wash up?"

"Hm? Oh, sure. The boss has a private bath down the hall and to the left." Monty answered. "Just make sure to clean up the place when you're done, he's a real stickler for keeping shit clean."

Cameron nodded as he made his way to the door, before stepping out, he glanced at the lion again, who had already gone back to watching the others pull themselves together. Cam made his way down the darkened hallway, feeling the cheap but colorful carpeting under his bare feet as he walked, dangling his soaked socks from his hands before dropping them at the designated door and pushing it open. Stepping inside was like stepping into a completely different place, the floor and walls were tiled in here, the floor being a shiny collection of sunset colored floral patterns, while the walls were a lighter peacock blue with a cobalt colored blue as a framework around the window and the mirrors around the room. Further inside, he saw a large walk-in shower behind a large wall of a thick paned window. The accents in the shower were a brass color and they reflected his body as he moved in toward them and turned the showers on, letting the waterfall-like experience begin to rain down over his body. The tiger moaned softly as he leaned into the water, resting his elbows in the wall just between the hot and cold spigots. He let out a long-drawn sigh and began to relax.

Through the reflection, Cam could see the bathroom door open behind him, and the lion step inside. He attempted to ignore the man's massive body, but he could clearly see him from across the room walking towards him, but let the sound of the shower's waters drown his senses somewhat until suddenly, two massive clawed hands thumped loudly into the tiles around either side of his face, and the lion's body pressed subtly against his exposed back. "You know, there's something about catching tigers by the tail, isn't there?" He growled seductively into Cam's ear, his hands reaching back and wrapping almost too easily around the tiger's biceps as he pulled him more upright before giving him an enthusiastic love bite on the neck. "But there's something to be said about being a tease to a lion who wants to taste the fine meat in front of him."

The bite then turned into a slow, tease with his tongue as he pressed his hands against Cam's butt, spreading the flesh apart as he slowly crawled down his back. "Don't think I didn't notice something not being touched." He purred as he crawled even lower, until now his hands and his face met at the same place. Using one of his hands, Max pulled back the tiger's tail and in an aggressive lunge, began to bury his face in Camerons' cleft. Cam was completely surprised, and gasped as the lion's tongue began to run circles around his taint and his hole, each time he reached the tight muscle, he would press inward growling at Cameron's soft gasps. Cam wasn't sure what to think, but he knew he wanted to be fucked hard by that lion, then maybe go into the other room and get fucked by the gator, bunny and fox again and again. But first... this handsome, tough-as-nails and somehow modest lion. He flexed his tail and circled it around Max as a sign of submission Max tightened his grip and thrust his tongue deep into Cam's ass, making him moan so loudly his voice echoed over the running water. He gripped at the tiles in front of him, leaning his head in and pressing his ass out, giving Max whatever he wanted, whatever he needed to just keep it feeling good. Max fondled Cam's balls and his cock, which had immediately begun to grow again, having recharged in the last five minutes was amazing and he could already feel like he was ready to cum again. Cam had never felt this ready before, he wanted the lion to fuck him. Good and hard. And each eager thrust of his tongue only made the feeling even stronger.

Finally, Max withdrew his tongue and purred, standing up and pulling Cameron, full-bodied against his torso with a massive thick hunk of flesh prodding through the tiger's thighs. "Now look what you've done?" He teased. "Do you want me to fuck you, Cameron?"

"Y-yes, please." Cam couldn't contain his desperation, but his body was locked upright so hard that he could barely move to do anything about it.

All of Max's prep paid off, as the lion then pulled his cock back and slipped it up between the tiger's cheeks and all-at-once thrust it in, at the same time, biting down hard on the fellow feline's shoulder. Cameron let out a yowl of pleasure, the orgasmic sensation of this happening all at once almost made him cum on the spot, but instead, Max practically lifted Cam off the floor and began to plow into him hard and fast. His bite not relenting much between each blow as his hot flesh thrust into him again and again, getting faster and more out of control as their balls smashed together under their bodies. How Cameron wished he could just smell Max's musk how he wanted to bend down and drive his tongue into the lion's ass, how he wanted that cat's foot to smash into his face and nearly suffocate him; but maybe that would be a task for another day. Right now it took everything in him to keep from cumming too quickly, his loins burned, he wanted to give in, but he held back as long as he could.

Soon enough though, he came. Cam hardly felt it cumming at first, then he realized he was literally soaking his balls in his own cum, and then the climax hit and be began to spray it into the wall like a fire hose. He felt Max shake behind him, his legs giving out as he too began to spray his seed deep into the tiger's ass. Max was more vocal about his though and let out a roar so loud that even the glass walls of the shower shook. Eventually, both climaxes slowed and the pair held on to each other until their bodies finally unshackled them from the other and both realized they needed to clean themselves again, as well as the surrounding walls of the shower.

"So, did you have a good time?" Bonnie asked as the group made their way toward the familiar exit door to the club."

Monty belted out an uproarious laugh. "Well, yeah, obviously we all did!"

"That's pretty crude. I was asking Cameron and Max."

"Yeah. I'd say so." Max said, thumbing his chin. "I think next time will be even better."

"Next time?" Foxy asked. "You pervert, I wasn't even sure ya liked this time!"

"What can I say? I don't really show my enthusiasm often."

"Yeah." Cameron said, giving the lion a nudge before putting on his glasses. "I'd say next time will be most definitely the best one yet."

THE END