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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Mortimer growled angrily as he sped along the dark roads, the street lights flashing by overhead as he jammed his foot down on the accelerator in frustration after his date for the evening had been a bust. The young lion was looking forward to finally getting to bed Sandra, the woman he'd been chasing for weeks and whom had finally given him a shot after he wore her down. Sandra was an attractive and buxom zebra, despite being a trendy Instagram model with thousands of followers, she was surprisingly smart. As such, she hadn't fallen for his cheesy charm and his flashy Ferrari which actually belonged to his father. The damn bitch had blue balled him so hard, he'd been embarrassed and threatened to end her career over it too, dumb cunt.

The lion was so lost in his thoughts that he wasn't paying attention to where he was going, the trendy downtown nightclubs making way to worn down industrial buildings and broken down or just plain abandoned cars on the side of the road. A sudden bounce and loud bang snapped him out of his reverie, the Ferrari shuddering to a halt in the middle of the road.

"Just fucking great, what else could go wrong tonight!?" Mortimer growled out in exasperation, climbing out of the car and checking on the damage. He'd blown a tire, bent the rim and there looked to be some minor damage to the front bumper. "Fuck..." he groaned, his father was going to kill him for this, especially seeing as he wasn't allowed to ever touch the Ferrari.

Pulling out his phone, he found there was no signal where he was, even as he lifted the phone as high as he could and waved it around. With a sigh the young lion headed back the way he came until he found a trashed and broken bus stop, finally finding he had enough signal to call for help. Though he didn't want to use his father's AAA account, otherwise he'd know what Mortimer had done. His luck seemed to be looking up at least, plastered to the side of the bus stop was an advertisement for a twenty-four hour tow truck service. A quick call to Rocky's Towing to speak with the late night dispatcher, and someone was on their way. By the time Mortimer had made it back to his father's car, the tow truck was already rounding the corner and heading his way. The lion stepped into the light cast down from the one working street light close to the Ferrari and waved the truck down.

"You Morty?" the ugly flat faced bulldog driver asked.

"It's Mortimer, but yes" the young lion scowled, hating being called Morty.

"Alright, let's see what we got here," the bulldog said in a cheery manner, ignoring the lions arrogant tone as he pulled the truck around front of the disabled car. "Well the tire and rim are shot, going to have to replace those. Bumper should be easy enough to fix."

"Really? Can you do that?" Mortimer asked with surprise, unable to keep the slight note of desperation from his voice.

"I can, for a price...heck, can probably even get you a replacement rim and tire to, if the price is right!" the canine chuckled, eyeing the handsome feline with curiosity.

"That would be amazing! I've only got a couple hundred bucks on me now, but I can get the rest for you tomorrow!" the lion offered hopefully.

"Sorry kid, that barely covers the cost of the tow," the bulldog offered with an honest tone, trying to hide his grin.

"What, that's ridiculous! What kind of rip off business are you running here you flat faced fuck!?" Mortimer growled out.

"Easy there, Morty. I don't make the rules, I just follow them. I'm a reasonable guy, I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement that suits the both of us..." the bulldog offered.

"Like what?" the growling young lion asked, smoothing his fingers back through his silky mane and adjusting his black silk shirt, causing his gold chain to jingle against his chest.

"How about a blowjob and a quick fuck?" the canine offered with a sincere smile.

"What? I'm not going to suck your dick, and I am certainly not going to let you fuck me in the ass!" Mortimer snarled out loud, baring his claws.

"Cool your jets, Morty. I'm what we in the community like to call, a power bottom. You're a handsome fella is all, it's been a while since I've had a young stud under my tail or between my lips. Hell, I've been told I could probably suck the chrome off a tow hitch, so you might actually enjoy it!" the bulldog offered with a laugh.

"So...no part of you will be going into any part of me?" Mortimer asked after a moment of contemplation.

"Correct, you get your car fixed along with probably the best blowjob of your life and a nice tight ass to fuck too. Deals don't get much sweeter'n that!" the bulldog snorted and grinned.

Mortimer grimaced at the idea, looking the portly canine over. He was nothing to look at, his flat face and snorting nose, floppy jowls and stained wife beater shirt making him look like a stereotypical tow truck driver. But at least it meant he wouldn't have to let his father know what had happened, he'd just try and picture it being Sandra doing all those things to him.

"Fine...I don't really have a choice. Where did you have in mind?" Mortimer finally gave in.

"Have a cot in the back of my cab, if your highness doesn't mind slumming it for a bit?" the floppy jowled canine offered with a mock bow.

"I'm already regretting this...lead the way," the lion growled softly and followed the canine back up into his rig.

Surprisingly the sleeping area was rather spacious, not massive for sure, but wide enough for Mortimer and the bulldog to lay down side by side if they wanted. A soft air mattress squeaked underneath his knees as he climbed over the seats and into the back of the cab behind the bulldog. No sooner were they both in the back did the bulldog begin stripping his clothing, nodding for Mortimer to do the same. Again with reluctance, the lion did as directed and began removing his expensive clothing, folding them and setting them aside on the cleaner of the looking seats up front. He'd not considered having to be naked for this, but considering what he'd agreed to, it made sense.

With his trousers and underwear off, Mortimer began removing his top, kneeling and tugging the silk shirt up over his head when he felt rough hands begin caressing his cock and balls. A soft growl escaped him from the unwanted touch, but he quickly reminded himself why he was doing this. A slobbery tongue began washing over his cock and down to his balls, the mutt was even sucking on each in turn. Mortimer tried not to groan as he loved having his balls sucked, if only it was Sandra doing this and not some chubby ugly dude old enough to be his father.

Soon the slobbery jowls descended down over his rapidly swelling cock, beginning to bob back and forth as his saliva slicked balls were lightly squeezed and rolled in the rough hand of the bulldog. If he could find a woman that sucked dick like the ugly old man did, he would marry her! Mortimer closed his eyes and tried to imagine Sandra on her hands and knees before him, sucking him off instead of the bulldog. It was no use though, the constant snorting and panting was too distracting, but even that wasn't enough to make him lose his hardon. The bulldog wasn't lying, as much as he hoped it wasn't true, this really was the best blowjob he'd ever gotten.

"Fu...uck..." Mortimer groaned out, starting to buck into the bulldog's mouth. He could already feel his climax building as his balls were squeezed while the canine deep throated him with ease, despite not having a long muzzle to aid him. He could feel the old man's throat squeeze and swallow around his cocktip as his cold nose ground into the lion's crotch. Growling and gritting his teeth, Mortimer fought not to cum so soon, but the pleasure was just too much. Along with the sucking and swallowing around his cock, somehow the old dog managed to wrap his long tongue around the cock in his mouth for extra friction. Mortimer had never felt anything like that, even from the giraffe babe he'd banged a couple weeks back.

The old bulldog swallowed the lions cum with a grin, only pulling his lips from the spent lions deflating cock once he got too sensitive. He loved the look of confusion on young straight dudes faces after he damn near sucked their souls out via their balls better than any woman could. He damn near prided himself on his oral abilities. "Seems your car isn't the only one with a flat that needs a change..." the bulldog teased, giving Mortimer's deflating cock now laying limp against his thigh a little jiggle. "Luckily I have the fix for that too, this one's on the house though!"

Before Mortimer could ask what the old man meant, he found himself pushed to lay back with his legs lifted over the bulldog's shoulders. A cold nose pressed up under his balls and a slick warm tongue began bathing his bare pucker. The young lion gasped out in shock and surprise, he'd never been touched or even considered touching himself back there. But again the old dog knew his stuff and soon he had Mortimer growling and squirming, feet kicking uselessly in the air behind the bulldog as he ate out the young feline's asshole. Again the old dog grinned as he curiously began to work his tongue deeper into the felines virgin behind, noticing that Morty didn't tell him to stop, instead he just squirmed and groaned louder, but that was something to explore another day. For now, the lion was back at full mast and ready to be ridden.

Mortimer groaned and shuddered as he felt surges of pleasure like never before as that slick tongue worked under his flicking and twitching tail. Panting and staring at the old man in confusion as he suddenly stopped, lowering Mortimer's behind down onto the air mattress. "Why'd you stop?" the lion asked almost disappointed.

"My turn!" the dog snickered, giving Mortimer's once again stiff cock a little nudge with his flat nose. The large mutt climbed up into the felines lap, grabbing a tub of something from one of the shelves above Morty's head before reaching back and applying it under his own tail. "Ready kid?"

"Wait...I...rrrfffuck!" Mortimer tried to delay, not yet ready for the next part. But he didn't have a choice, the mutt was already gripping and aiming his stiff cock while sinking down onto him. He'd never tried anal before, not for lack of trying on his part. But now he had lost that cherry and to an old chubby guy, the tight heat slowly sinking down over him felt great, but the view left a lot to be desired. The grinning ugly face of the bulldog stared down at him, the portly belly resting against his own toned abs as the old mutt ground his plump behind down onto the felines throbbing cock. Why did it feel so damn good though? Mortimer tried to ask himself, the way the bulldog's ass clenched and squeezed around his cock was fantastic. He knew he shouldn't be enjoying fucking another guy, but the tight heat gripping all around his length and clenching tightest about the base of his cock was hard to ignore.

Usually Mortimer lasted longer after the second climax, but already he could feel another climax starting to build. The old dog's hands wandered along his form, caressing the feline's muscles and even tweaking his nipples as he started to ride the young man's cock. Morty wanted to hate this, he truly did, but goddamn did he need to cum so bad right now.

"Just a little longer, Morty...nearly...there!" the bulldog huffed and snarled, finally hitting his own release as he ground down against the felines cock at just the right angle to hit his prostate. Luckily for Morty however, the bulldog didn't cum much, barely a few spots spurting out from his short but fat cock across his belly, not like he used to back in his glory days. Still, having another man's cum on him was enough to make the lion wrinkle his nose in disgust, at least before he growled out too and came hard under the bulldog's short stubby tail.

"That's a nice healthy load I'd expect from a young man!" the mutt joked, clenching and grinding himself slowly against Morty's lap as he milked the young stud of his seed. "That was a good fuck! Oh, I'm Rocky by the way, nice to meet you, Morty!"

"Wait...Rocky, as in Rocky's towing?" Mortimer asked with a look of horror, the old dog was actually the business owner and he did make the rules!

"Hey, what're you angry about? Not often the customer gets to fuck the towing company..." Rocky chuckled and slowly climbed off of Morty's softening cock.