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Kima's exhibit felt refreshing as Nathan dressed, the cool breeze sending a shiver through his oversensitive body. Fluttery feelings tickled his stomach as he watched the sleeping snow leopard, and he felt as though he'd rather spend the day with the affectionate cat, but his duties called. Mr. Nall specifically asked him to clean the 'big cat exhibits,' not to dote on Kima.

Careful not to wake the leopard, he quickly cleaned the enclosure's viewing window and mopped the floor before tiptoeing through the door, shielding his eyes from the hot summer sun. It felt like an eternity since he entered Kima's exhibit, but from the sun's position, it was only a few hours later. He could almost believe that he was waking up from a dream if not for the dull throb of pleasure in his softened cock and the rapidly evaporating water soaking through his clothes.

Taking a deep breath to clear his thoughts, Nate thought about his options. Nall's office was close, but would speaking to the man about his omission do anything? Nate knew he wanted to work in the park, and Kima's company was one hell of a perk, so what was the problem? Creatures like the snow leopard wouldn't find a home in the outside world if humans couldn't stop fighting about RACE, let alone species. This place was paradise if Nate thought about it rationally, and he genuinely wanted to help improve it.

Before he knew it, Nate's feet carried him to his next enclosure. Rather than the cute sticker adoring Kima's door, the other big cat's door held a simple nametag. If the door was correct, his name was Fang, and as Nate gathered his supplies from the nearby alcove, he noticed something peculiar. A small box with a handwritten note sat next to a roll of paper towels and a bottle of unknown cleaner, holding an assortment of brightly colored condoms.

[Fang's favorites. Make him wear one if you don't want your ass shredded. I couldn't walk for a week after our first time. Worth it, though. -B]

Nate gulped at the note's good-natured warning and took one of the condoms. Being a switch, he was no stranger to anal play, but somehow he was sure that a feline cock would require an altogether different approach than even the most well-endowed human. 'Shredding' Nate's ass didn't sound like a fun prospect.

Gathering his courage, Nathan stepped into the enclosure, wiping sweat from his forehead with one sleeve. Like Kima's exhibit, Fang's was immaculate, but the vibe was completely different. Unlike Kima's bare concrete and chilly breeze in an enclosed space, Fang's exhibit was a dense forest exposed to the open air.

"Well, hello there, handsome." A deep purring voice manifested from above as Nathan walked toward the viewing window and a massive orange and black paw dragged him into the air. Like a small animal in its owner's hands, Fang pulled Nate into his lap, sitting him on a massive sheath.

Fang was, in a word, gigantic. Every part of him was huge, from his muscled arms to the fat sheath squishing lewdly beneath Nate's ass, and his fur was an immaculate reddish orange striped with ebony. Pecs that would put a bodybuilder to shame lazily rose and fell with his purring breath above a barrel-like stomach with a small layer of fat covering well-developed abs. His maw opened in a toothy grin, revealing two blunted silver fangs in place of his canine teeth and a drooling tongue covered in wicked-looking barbs.

"Fuck yeah. Nall finally listened to my suggestions. I've been craving lean meat instead of these breakable little twinks." Trailing claws down Nate's chest, he dug them in, catching pointed tips in the fabric and shredding it until Nate's hairy chest exposed itself to his appreciative gaze. "You go to the gym often?" Taking greedy paws full of Nate's chest, Fang squeezed his pecs, licking his lips with an unabashed trail of drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Gulping as those razor-like claws tickled his chest, Nate was at a loss for words until Mr. Nall's words echoed in his head. If all the animals received training to respect their keepers, he wasn't in danger, was he? Fang's attitude must be some elaborate act for a visitor's benefit. Comforted by the thought, he cleared his throat, putting on a stern look like a master admonishing their pet. "My name isn't 'Meat.' It's Nate."

Cocking an eyebrow, the tiger dropped his dominant facade, leaning back and placing his hands behind his head. "They told you, didn't they? It's so much more fun when they don't." Flashing an easygoing grin, Fang looked Nate up and down with a yawn. "Usually, I can work the new guy up before he realizes I'm not gonna eat him. Nothing funnier than watching them get a terror boner."

"That's kind of mean-spirited, isn't it?" Nate sighed as he tried to settle the tatters of his shirt back into place, giving up and shedding the garment. Thinking for a moment, he let his pants follow suit, pressing bare flesh against the tiger's manhood and palming the condom. "Might give someone a heart attack."

"Hey, it's not like I'm biting someone's neck and throwing them to the ground. It's just a bit of teasing." Like a chastised child, Fang pushed out his lower lip and put on his best 'kitty cat' eyes. "It gets lonely in here. You can't blame me for taking my fun where I can get it. Too few guests want to take their chances with a dangerous animal like me when they can have that sweet little grey buttslut bouncing in their lap." Adjusting his position, the tiger sat up, placing his massive paws on Nate's hips. "Us big boys need love too."

A fog of animalistic musk seemed to puff from the tiger's body with every moment, filling the air and bringing a bit of stiffness to Nate's manhood. He couldn't deny that Fang was cute once you got past his gruff exterior, and his scent was almost addictive, like pure masculinity. "Why don't you leave your exhibit then? You could try showing everyone that you're friendly."

Contemplating Nate's words, Fang chewed his lower lip thoughtfully. "You know, you're different than Brad was." Flicking a thumbpad over Nate's chest, the tiger rolled his hips, grazing a peeking tip against Nate's vulnerable hole. "I don't mean that as an insult. It's strange that you're not afraid of me or trying to cram my dick in your mouth. It's been a long time since I've had a real conversation that didn't consist of someone screaming 'Daddy harder!'"

"Isn't that my job? I don't recall filling out an application to be a professional animal fucker." Still, Nate couldn't deny that Fang had talented fingers, arching his back and groaning aloud as his cock rested against the tiger's plush fur. "I-I'm supposed to take care of your needs." With the tiger's cock threatening his ass, that was a brave sentiment, but he trusted that Fang wouldn't take advantage of him.

In an impressive show of flexibility, Fang leaned down, wreathing one of Nate's hairy pecs with his teeth. With a mouth as large as his, it was as if he was taking a bite out of Nate's chest, but the sharp prick of his teeth never crunched down, simply holding the human in place as his wide tongue laved at him, tickling his sensitive nub with a sandpapery tongue. "I can think of- Mmm- One need for you to take care of." He growled out between long licks as a dripping dribble of arousal glazed Nate's ass from his awakening monster of a cock.

Under the dual assault of Fang's insistent tongue and hotdogging cock, Nate nearly attempted to sit on his awakened monster without protection. Thankfully, the condom in his hand fell to the tiger's stomach, reminding him of the written warning outside Fang's enclosure. As he reached for the prophylactic, a clawed paw took it out of his reach.

Licking his lips, Fang chuckled, then tore open the wrapper. "I swear, you make one guy walk with a limp for a few days, and everyone's terrified of your cock." With a grunt, he maneuvered his hips to flop that thick feline sausage between Nate's legs and bring it into view. With practiced ease, he sheathed his member in latex, leaving its red flesh a cheery pink. "Not that I mind. What are a few moments of pleasure followed by a few weeks of a dry spell? At least with one of these, you might be willing to sit on my dick again."

"What makes you so sure you'll get a repeat performance? Or even a first round?" Grabbing the tiger's latex-wrapped shaft, Nate weighed it in his hands, trying to imagine how he could fit it inside. A pulse bucked the massive cock, releasing a bubble of arousal into the plasticky prison and nearly throwing Nate's hands off the length.

"That curious look in your eyes. I recognize it from every other visitor. You want to know how I'll feel inside you." With a cocky grin that hid a certain sadness, Fang lifted Nate and slotted his tip against Nate's hole, wiggling his hips to rub the lube-coated latex against the sensitive flesh. "I don't know that you'll want another round, but I can try to make it memorable, right?"

"Well, I plan to stick around, so you don't have to try very hard," Nate reassured the tiger, meeting the slow push of his dick with a wiggle of his hips to help it slide into his clenching hole. "Why don't we focus on you- hnngh- instead." Interrupted by the intense sensation of the slickened shaft popping past his defenses, Nate stilled his hips, riding out the stinging pain.

"You want to know what I want from you?" Looking away with a suddenly shy expression, the tiger mumbled something incoherent. When he noticed Nate's questioning look, he cleared his throat, unable to meet his eyes. "Can we kiss? I've been curious about how it feels for so long, but-" trailing off, he pointed at his teeth, wordlessly indicating the reason for his lack of experience.

Sitting down to take the rest of the tiger's shaft to the hilt, Nate comforted the tiger with a hand on his fluffy cheek. Idly, he wondered if he were developing a bleeding heart as he leaned in, closing the distance between their mouths. "Of course, we can. Gently, though." He breathed, tilting his head and waiting for Fang to make the next move.

Unsure, the tiger pressed surprisingly sweet-smelling lips to Nate's, bumbling through his first attempt at a kiss and rasping the human's lips with his sandpapery tongue. He corrected himself after a moment, settling in to tease the tip of his sandpapery oral appendage with Nate's. With a frustrated growl, he pulled back, his cock bouncing wildly inside the human. "Shit, I suck at this. I'm sorry. I won't make you sit through something this embarrassing."

With a patient smile, Nate tilted the tiger's head, playing with one silky ear. "No, you're doing fine. Let me show you something, though." Leaning in, he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue past the surprised tiger's lips and swirling it over his sandpapery appendage. Exploring the tiger's mouth with his tongue, he slipped it over sharp teeth, then wrapped it around the tiger's bumbling appendage in a slow dance.

Bucking like a fire hose, the tiger's cock expanded inside the human's depths, ballooning the condom's tip with a premature eruption. A growl vibrated through their kiss, clawed fingers gripping Nate's head and holding him in place as Fang met his delving tongue with growing prowess. It wasn't until his cock bucked its last that he pulled back for a breath, his muzzle dripping with combined saliva.

Taking a deep breath, Fang stared up at Nate like he'd had a religious experience. "You- I- Fucking hell, that was the best thing I've ever experienced." With a genuine smile, he massaged Nate's ass, withdrawing from his inner walls with a lewd, wet noise as the water balloon of his seed popped free. "Shit, you didn't finish. I was too excited to think." Apologetic for his early emission, he gathered the human in his paws, kissing his way down Nate's muscular chest until his extended tongue cradled Nate's shaft.

"It's okay. You don't have-" With a gasp, Nate trailed off, straddling the eagerly bobbing tiger's face and letting him work his magic. If he wanted to return the favor, it wasn't Nate's place to stop him. All he could do was massage the tiger's ears and hang on for the ride.

For all his inexperience with oral activities, Fang was a fast learner, sucking as though he wanted to pull Nate's balls through his piss slit and laving at the underside of his member. What he lacked in technique, he made up for in excitement, practically begging for Nate's orgasm.

The human couldn't hold back for long, pressing his groin against Fang's maw and holding himself there as he unloaded down the tiger's throat. Satisfied purrs coaxed every drop from his bucking member, prolonging his orgasm until he felt his mind would go blank, but he barely managed to hold on until the blissful suction ended. Feeling raw and overstimulated, he withdrew from Fang's maw with shaking hips, scooting downward until he rested against furry muscles.

Dragging Nate into a snuggling hug, Fang rubbed his cheek against the human's and rasped his tongue over Nate's neck. "You are officially my favorite person." Growling happily, he released the human, popping the condom off his retreating cock and tying it off. "You're not a temp, are you? Did Nall hire you permanently? Please say yes, or I'm running the bastard down and demanding he let you stay." Like an excited puppy raring to play, Fang seemed to drop any pretense of dominance, pawing at Nate's body with affectionate fingers.

"Relax, big guy. Today's my first day, but I plan on sticking around." Nate reassured the gushing giant, sighing as he surveyed the tatters of his clothes. No use crying over something unfixable, right? The sanctuary seemed like a place where you could easily walk around in the nude without problems. He'd have to avoid the entrance, but it shouldn't be a problem.

"Oh, um, let me help you down." Realizing Nate was stuck in his hammock, the tiger gathered him to his chest and slid from the comfortable sling, hitting the ground noiselessly. Another hug squeezed Nate tightly, and then he set him down, stretching and watching the human expectantly. "Can I help you clean? If you finish faster, we might be able to find a nice place, and you can teach me how you did that thing with your tongue?"

"See, this is the side you should show the guests if you want more attention." Nate teased the excited kitty, patting his muscled rump and bending down to retrieve his cleaning supplies. Spraying the nearby glass window, Nate took a rag to the dripping glass, turning his back on the tiger. "Maybe if you didn't try to scare them off and asked for what you wanted, they'd play with you."

"Would they?" Sounding vulnerable and wishful, the tiger approached, and a shadow fell over the scrubbing human. Kneeling, he wrapped his arms around Nate's midsection, licking over his neck and pressing his soft pecs against Nate's back. "Maybe I should try with you first?" With a pleasant sigh, he followed Nate, showing his cuddly side and helping the human reach higher spots with boosting arms. "Maybe we can spend tonight together? I'll hold you close and keep you warm."

"Slow down there, big guy. I'd love to spend the night with you, but I have a prior engagement." It wouldn't be fair to Kima if he ran off on the poor thing, even if Fang was equally adorable. Unless they were willing to share, he couldn't spend the night with both of the big cats.

Tugging Nate backward onto his lap and sitting stubbornly down, the tiger enfolded him in his arms, snorting derisively. "It's that buttslut. Trying to steal you from me." With a steely grip and a face buried in Nate's neck, the tiger mumbled against Nate's sensitive skin, his paws roaming over the human's stomach. "I can lift my tail for you, too. I bet I taste better than him. Less strange cum bubbling out of me."

"No one is stealing me away, silly cat. Look, how about this. I'll spend the night with BOTH of you. If you can't stand each other, even after I introduce you, I'll split my time between the two of you. You two are the only big cats I've seen in this place, so it shouldn't be that hard to manage." Soothing the jealous tiger with slow strokes over his muscled arms, Nate rested his head against the cat's chest. He couldn't admit it to the jealous cat, but his attitude was adorable, and it took everything the human had to stop himself from laughing at the tiger's antics.

Thoughtfully stroking Nate's hairy chest, the tiger seemed to think about his options, drumming his claws. "I guess that would be alright. As long as you're there." Squeezing tightly, the tiger lowered his paw to Nate's soft cock, nipping at his ear. "If we don't get along, promise you'll try my ass? Maybe I'll coax you away from him. I'll work myself loose for you and everything."

Nate laughed at the tiger's attempts to seduce him, shaking his head at the massive cat's jealous tone. "Alright, fine. I promise. Now can I please finish doing my job? I'm not getting paid to rub up against you all day." With his body held hostage for another round of intent snuggling, Nate tried to plan the cats' introduction out in his head. If only for his enjoyment, he had to succeed. A warm tiger and snow leopard sandwich sounded like fun, and it would be easier to take care of them if they didn't hate each other.