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A story that was supposed to be for Christmas but ended up on a 6 months delay.

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Sub's place

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The moment he opened up the gift package, he was stunned to see the logo, a symbolic mark of a place that he's been wanting to visit if given the chance, something that only his deepest and darkest desire would manifest. He immediately closed the box and blushed, trying hard not to make a sound despite the wondrous music playing in the background.

"Hank!" One of his co-workers slapped him on his giant back, "What did you get?"

"Ah... Haha... just a gift card." He replied with confidence.

"Seriously? A gift card?" The gift spun to the surface and Hank quickly hug it to his side like it was a prized possession.

"Yes, it's a gift card," he said once again. "Don't tell the others. I mean come on, you guys got some pretty great gifts."

"That's true," he shrugged and winked at him. "Your secret is safe with me." And he walked off to join the rest of the team members.

Hank sighed a breath of relief and stared at the small box that was presented to him. This isn't the first time that he'd participated in company events and working here for almost five years, he should be used to it. Built like a tank, Hank was the biggest male in the entire office, the entire department. A bull by nature, he had muscles popping out of his body even before he hit puberty and within his thirties, he was a man that nobody would want to mess with.

Muscles so large that he had trouble finding an entire wardrobe full of clothing and customizable pants that only he could wear. He had embarrassing encounters before where his clothing or pants ripped apart even when he wasn't flexing. The gym was his only solitude and he walked freely without a care in the world but in this working environment, he had to be professional.

Unfortunately for him, a body that size didn't come in a complete package. He may be a walking talking hulk but he was quite timid. He didn't like confrontations and would always give in to the first suggestions that pops up. At times, he was a complete pushover but thanks to his wonderful colleagues and team, they protected his welfare. There's nothing in the world he would trade for but at the same time, he wanted to keep his life private.

Deep down, he wasn't a bull that was meant to fertile an entire herd of females. No, a far cry from that. Instead of fucking, he preferred to be fucked. That's right, this giant man of a bull, the strength of a thousand men, wants it from the back. Within the four walls of his home, he had a collection of dildos that he would regularly use whenever he had the time. From the smallest to the biggest purchase he had so far, it was a horse-sized and even with experience and plenty of lube, he had trouble taking the entire thing. All that effort came fruitful when he managed to sit comfortably on it and cum just from riding that plastic sex toy.

No one, absolutely no one in the office knew about his desire but with this box in hand, the cat was out of the bag. Someone in this very place, in this very gathering, knew about his yearning but who? Not once had he spoken about it. Not unless it was a prank.

Hank sighed once more and opened the box, took the card in his paw and read the message.

This entitles the customer to ONE (1) 24-hour session with 'Subs' place'.

The full package has been paid but an appointment must be made 24 hours in advance.

The contact number has been provided at the bottom of this card.

The bull gulped and exhaled. This is it, this was the golden ticket that he's been eyeing for the longest time. The "Subs' Place" is an establishment that caters towards men that wants to be fucked; hence the word "sub". A raunchy parlour that fulfils the aching itch that kept bothering a bottom's ass, a remedy that only a cock could provide.

Even as he thought about it, his body reacted positively and he had that massive yearning to be railed endlessly. For a herculean bull with an extraordinary build, many of his respected colleagues thought that he'd be a proper top but that was the complete opposite. It's been his life goal to be used by as many men as possible, to be fucked and used for sloppy seconds or third, to be owned and dominated by any cock that was present; that was his true hidden self.

Hank the bull, a blue-collar worker with an insatiable need to be pounded to oblivion. He sighed and blushed at that thought and kept wondering who gave that card to him. His identity was hidden as much as possible but perhaps, a simple slip might have given that away.

Once the party was over, he headed back home and through his trip, he quietly eliminated all the possibilities of him getting exposed but ended up with nothing. Calling up his closest friends, but none of them gave a valid answer.

"Probably some random guy that you sucked off while cruising through the restroom." One of them said.

"That's a possibility but I always manage to see who I gave a blowjob to," Hank replied. "Discreet as it is, I still wanted to know the man behind the cock."

"What the hell are you afraid of anyway? You've been wanting to go to that place for ages! What's stopping you now?"

That's very true and he has been dreaming about it all this while. The ticket on hand was what he needed but at the same time, he hesitated. Perhaps it was the fear that someone from the office knew about his sexual needs. Even so, work was work and what he does in his free time doesn't contribute to the failure or success of his performance.

Hank ended up calling the place and made an appointment. As he clicked the phone off, he sighed and smiled, his paw still trembling. At first, in fear but now, in anticipation. He was ready for the weekend and he wanted this day to arrive soon.

As far as he knew, that ticket was an all-expenses paid service to everything in the place. They've got special packages that only allowed certain areas to be accessible but with that special privilege, he was allowed on any floor. If that wasn't enough, if he found an irresistible hunk, he had the power to have a one-on-one session with him. Usually, the men in there were wide open for use but with this, he had choices.

Days went by and when the weekend arrived, the giant bull was afraid and yet, filled with anticipation. He just couldn't stop thinking about what he'd be doing in there and the journey had him chubbing right up in his pants. It took several tries to calm himself down and when he did, his stop finally came.

Stepping out of the train, he inhaled and exhaled, riling himself up for what was to come. The night was young and just the right timing as well. He read that this place would be completely full at certain hours and this was it, the night of pleasure and he was going to take it.

As expected from the venue, it was placed in the middle of various clubs and brothels. This place area is well known for its night of sexual escapade and it wasn't a surprise when several ladies tried to hook him in. Hank was an absolute ladies' man when it came to his physique but he wasn't interested in them. That left a trail of pure disappointment from a multitude of females.

There was a beep on his phone and he looked up, at a large signboard that spelt "Sub's Place" and when he saw it, his heart skipped a beat. This is it, he was here, he was ready but at the same time, nervous. He pocketed his phone and slowly walked up to the door.

Once inside, he was greeted with a large reception table, the lights were dimmed to give it an atmospheric feel while loud techno music was playing in the background. Hank inhaled and exhaled, giving himself a second to calm down and when he did, approached the man at the counter.

"Welcome, first time?" A gruff grizzly bear said as he puffed out a smoke.

"Y-Yes..."

"Great," he said and shoved a piece of paper. "Fill in your details."

"Details? I thought this was discreet?"

The ursine chuckled. "It is when you're inside. Not here. We're still liable for any accident that happens there. Think of it as 'protection', yeah?"

Hank didn't know how this works but he did what he said. "Um... I have this coupon." And slide the golden ticket towards him.

There was a grunt as he inspected the ticket, turning it left and right. "Genuine and signed by the owner himself. I guess you're the special guest. Did you make an appointment?"

The bull nodded and he finished filling in.

"Hank, yeah?" He said and took the form. "My oh my, you are the special man for the night. Hey, do me a favour, take off that shirt."

"W-What?"

"Come on, I'm tasked the whole night here. You could at least show me the goods."

He didn't know what else to do but comply. The man blushed for a bit and gingerly took his tightly fitted shirt off, revealing his bulging muscles. Even with poor lighting, his body was big and prominent enough to the naked eye.

"Very nice," the grizzly said while licking his lips, "Massive chest, enormous biceps, beautifully packed abs and a frame that matches mine. You're going to have lots of fun in there."

Hank accepted the compliment. "So... what do I need to do?"

A set of keys were passed on to him. "Towels are in the locker. Don't lose the key, or there's a penalty. No sharp objects. No fighting but most of all, enjoy yourself. There will be a special guide inside and he'll escort you to your special place."

"Thank you," he accepted the key but before he could take another step, the bear couldn't help but ask for another show.

"Bend over and show me that ass."

Somehow, it triggered something in his heart and without question, pulled his pants down and presented his muscled ass, pushing it backwards. Since there was no one else in this room, Hank had utter confidence in himself, with all inhibitions thrown out the window. In fact, he gave the man a special by spreading his butt cheeks wide open, his tight tail hole presented over for his eyes alone.

"Fucking hell, now you've got me worked up!" The ursine laughed. "Go on, get inside. Maybe you'll still be around once my shift is over."

"No promises," Hank said and popped his ass back into his pants.

This was going much better than he thought it would. A bunch of horny men in one place, waiting for the biggest prized ass and the images themselves had him rushing the door. Once inside, a tall and lanky cheetah greeted with him a smile. He gave further instructions and once he was completely stripped off, Hank blushed and had to cover his genitals.

He shouldn't act like this because this wasn't his first encounter with lustful men but this was a little different. The cheetah patted a table and smiled. "Lay on your back. You'll be pushed through this hole and your bottom half will be revealed. Your legs will be locked to the wall and we'll prepare your body."

Hank gulped. "Is this safe?"

"Do not worry, I will be here just in case you get hurt and since this is your first time, may I suggest a safe word?"

"Um... S-Stop?"

The cheetah laughed. "Simple and effective. Duly noted. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll make the preparations."

"Preparations?" Hank said while jumping onto the moving table.

"No matter how big of a power bottom you are, you'll need plenty of lube for the guest that we have here," he said while groping around his covered crotch. "You'll need it." and left the bull in the room.

The worst might happen. What if he gets stabbed in the dark? Kidnapped?

No! This is a well-established place. Nothing of that sort happens. He just needed to calm himself down and hope for the best. There was a knock on the other side of the wall and he remembered that he needed to lay down for this. The moment he did so, the table rolled forward and his lower half was on the other side of the room. Hank couldn't see anything, only the wall in front of him but he yelped loudly as his legs were pushed upwards, and later on, spread wide-eagle.

Hank breathed in deeply and exhaled. This is it.

He shuddered as a pawful of lube lathered right around his slowly stretched hole. So this is what the cheetah meant by preparation. The sensation caused several sparks of excitement and pleasure, and he loved it. A finger prodded inside and in no time, found his sensitive prostate.

The bull suppressed his moan with clenched teeth, fingers gripped onto the side of the now locked table and his body couldn't move. He was trapped and his fate lies on the other side of the wall. Soon, several more fingers opened him up and the amount of lube had doubled. In the end, he was more than prepared for the incoming onslaught of cocks; not to mention his already semi-hardened cock.

Once his hole was deemed ready, nothing else happened for a few seconds, until the cheetah guide entered. "Now that you're ready, let me explain a little of what's going to happen," he cleared his throat. "This is a place for submissive men, like yourself, to enjoy the pleasures of bottoming and that's going to happen. Your ass is now ready on display and at any given moment, someone could just use your ass."

Hank nodded and before the cheetah could continue, he felt a sudden grasp of his ass cheeks as they were stretched out by a pair of paws. It didn't take long for a thick cock head to spear right into him. Thankfully, the unknown man was gentle and within a few seconds, he was filled to the hilt. The bull moaned and threw his head back, panting heavily as the cock began to perform its duty.

"Oh fuck! He's huge!"

"As I said, the guest around here is pretty well-endowed. Are you okay?" He said.

He could do nothing but nod and wince at the same time. How could all that practice with several sizes of toys still not be enough to take in all of that? Hank tried to relax his body and concentrated on taking in every inch and girth of it, breathing in and out, letting out small grunts of pain and pleasure when it slammed right into his hole. That thick cock gently pulled itself out and in the next second, pounded right in.

It took more than a few minutes for him to get used to it and when he did, the pain was gone and immediately replaced with pleasure. Even the cock behind him got the message and started to ram harder and deeper, finally able to fuck like it was intended to. He knew it was going to be amazing but not like this.

Here he was, on his back with a mere partition separating half of his torso, unable to see the man that was pounding into him. The anonymity was thrilling and he wouldn't have it any other way. Meanwhile, his fully erected cock wasn't left alone because while his assailant was fucking him, his paws weren't idle and managed to lube his entire shaft. The added slickness pushed several more buttons on his body and left Hank in complete disarray.

He trashed for a bit and at one point, wanted to pull himself off but with the chains hanging on to his legs, he had nowhere else to go. His eyes popped open and he saw the attendant standing across the room. The cheetah was grinning from ear to ear as he slowly walked towards him.

"How is it?"

The feline was having fun teasing him because he knew very well how intense this was. At one point, he wanted to yell out his safeword but at the same time, he didn't want to show himself as a weakling. Imagine the kind of humiliation he'd get from the men outside, knowing very well how a herculean bovine that was built like a brick house wasn't able to handle a cock like that. Hank didn't want that but at the same time, he was delirious with need.

Not a second spared, the pounding of his ass continued but this time, his entire body shook. His wide chest bounced from each pump, his abs tensed from pleasure and his voice echoed profanities that only sailors would be proud of.

"My oh my, you're really enjoying this," the cheetah said, eyeing his succulent chest. "Let's see your reaction when your nipples are played with."

"No! Wait!"

He wasn't quick enough to stop him and the moment his paw landed upon his sensitive nipples, Hank grunted heavily, panting and groaning. This was made worst when the feline began to fondle and tug at his perked chest. All of this sensation, added in with the hard fucking from the back, was about to send the man into a completely different high.

"Fuck! I'm cumming!"

As he declared his impending orgasm, everything stopped. The ramming stopped, the teasing stopped, and the pleasure halted abruptly. Hank couldn't comprehend what was happening and all he heard was his deep breaths, panting away like he had done cardio for an hour.

"W-What just happened?"

"You're about to cum, that's what," his guide explained. "We don't want you ending this too early. You have a special pass that you get to enjoy pure pleasure for the entire night."

"I... I..." Hank couldn't form words any longer and he took everything in at face value.

The cock that was still embedded into him slowly extracted itself and once it popped off, all that was left is a wide gaping hole, slick and ready for another thick cock. He moaned and felt empty, his paw gently caressed his hard abs and wondered how is he going to survive the night.

However, it didn't take too long for another cock to slither itself into his opened hole. As it entered, Hank yelped and winced. If he thought the cock before this was big, this was a champion! Unlike before, the man was much rougher and didn't give him time to readjust to his size.

"Fuck!" Hank cursed and held on to the table that he lay on, unable to keep his voice down. At least for now, the feeling of orgasm had subsided but the pleasure slowly increased. The cheetah suddenly moved closer and without a word, snaked his cock into the bull's mouth. He didn't need to be told twice. As his muzzle opened up, he savoured that thick shaft, familiarizing himself with the feline. He wasn't large by any chance but a cock is a cock.

That was how submissive he was and this place was the perfect venue to let it all out. He couldn't imagine how much teasing he'd get from work if this ever got out. Hank, the large bovine that could crush boulders, was a man that whined and groaned the moment he was manhandled like this. His ass spread wide open, his cock bounced and sprayed pre all over and his chest was played with; this was the complete fantasy.

Hank moaned even louder as that cheetah face-fucked his maw, making sure he deep-throated his entire length and lodged right in. The hot furnace of that muzzle was enough to push him to the edge but knowing how long the night was, he pried himself off. Right off the bat, Hank gasped and cried out with lust, his body continued to experience utter bliss coming right out of his ass.

The fucking continued and this time, with the intention of cumming. He could hear the hard breaths of the man on the other side and his hips were slamming and crushing right into him, with no remorse. If that wasn't enough, he felt a hard slap coming right at him, the sting smarts a little but it was slightly erotic.

"You like that bitch?" The voice from the other side said.

Hank wanted to reply but gave out a long drawn-out moan that had him trashing left and right, head rolled back and he was put into place. There was a loud cheer from the other end and his ass finally got what it deserved. That cock started to throb and pulse deep inside him and when his anal walls tightened, a rush of cum blasted right up his alley.

Even as the man unloaded - probably several days worth - he never stopped fucking and the more he rammed, the harder he came. It must have been several minutes of cum pumping that the man finally slides his cock out. Hank could feel his ass fully stretched out and better yet, a long trail of cum must have oozed out of it.

In all that bliss, the bull was delirious, his vision blurred in pure bliss but it wasn't long before he was snapped into reality. It seemed that another man had joined the fray and looking at how slick and lubed up his hole looked, it was practically an open invitation. Hank, once again, howled at the penetration.

"H-How many... How many men are there?"

The cheetah stroked his cock while licking his fingers, "A lot but as a special guest, you get to choose a different way to be submissive."

"Another...? W-What do you mean?"

"Being submissive doesn't mean getting fucked senselessly," he chuckled. "It meant giving up your body to other bigger men or men that want to use you. Would you like to experience that?"

Hank didn't know what to think. Here he was, laid open for other men to fuck and at the same time, trying to decide for himself. It wasn't easy when a cock is fucking right into you. The bull wanted to reply a firm, yes but all that came out were bellows of pleasure. This man knew how to play with his prostate because he wasn't just ramming mindlessly, he was fucking like he knew how his body worked.

"Hrmm... I think that's a yes but before that, why don't we invite some guests in here," the feline said and opened the door. At that, three giant males gathered around him, with all three cocks hanging right underneath. "Have a go at him."

The men laughed and gently smacked their wet cocks against his face. Hank couldn't see much but one thing was for sure, all three of them had fantastic physiques. There was one shaft that looked much bigger and longer than the other two and when he looked up, it was none other than a horse. Meanwhile, the other two were a wolf and a tiger respectively.

Anonymity was the game and he didn't even need to know their names to have fun. Soon, his mouth and paws were full of cock, stroking and suckling as they rammed into him. The taste of man meat was incredible and the toxic air of male sex permeated through the room. His muzzle was stretched to fully accommodate the horse but that wasn't going to happen. It was way bigger than what he was used to but even so, he tried to swallow as much as possible.

The equine huffed and grunted with each stroke, force-feeding him that meat but it was just too much. Hank gagged and wanted to be let go but all of a sudden, he felt the pounding of his ass from behind. He had completely forgotten about his thoroughly used tail hole. It was then that his mind began reeling from the pleasures of his cock.

Everything was turning into a complete haze and he had no control over it. The slapping and pounding of cock into his abused ass echoed from behind while his muzzle opened up to slurp on a horny horse. From the side, his fingers still coiled around the other two men and that's when he realized how turned on he was. The bull finally figured out what he needed to do and submitted everything.

His paws worked around two thick cocks, all while getting pummeled and used. The horse above him moaned even louder as my lips pursed around his length, going down to more than half of that girth.

"Oh man, you know how to suck a goddamn cock," he muttered. "Keep doing that and you'll get a face full of horse cum, you like that?"

Hank didn't even need to answer him but even if he wanted to, he couldn't, not when he was stuffed to the brim. The horse laughed and pulled his cock out, slapped against his cheeks and pried himself off. "Hey, I think it's your turn."

It was the tiger that acknowledge his words and he was excited, a huge grin plastered on his face while stroking and fondling his manhood. "About time."

"Hey. it's mine."

The striped feline growled. "I'm bigger than you. Shut up and wait."

"Fuck off!"

Hank didn't want this to turn into an argument. Somehow, even through all of that pleasure, he could still make a proper decision. "How about I suck the tiger off and you, wolf, can use my chest, how about that?"

"You mean pec fuck those giant man tits?" The wolf said with a wide smile.

The bovine nodded and opened his mouth to take in the feline. It seemed that both parties agreed to the arrangement and the canine didn't wait another minute. He grabbed the bottle of lube and slathered it generously all over the man's thick chest. The moment Hank felt his body tremble and quake, he knew what was happening.

Everything was like a dream come true! His ass was used by a giant cock, his mouth stretched open and his chest to be used like a mere slut. Perhaps... he was a slut... Hank couldn't believe it. It finally dawned on him that he was just a body to be used by others. It was degrading but at the same time, a complete turn-on for him.

Once he felt the canine's hard cock right between his chest, he flexed involuntarily and hardened as much as possible. Nothing beats a muscle man like him but at this moment, he needed to relax. He felt rivers of lube caressed all over his body and soon, a cock was lodged right in between. The man's paws were all over him, groping and fondling like he owned this pair of honkers.

Hank moaned with his eyes rolled back. Not only was his chest getting played but so were his hardened nipples. The wolf seemed to know where his weak points were and the bull was lost in his submissive pleasure. He continued to accept each blissful gropes like it was his last. With everything that's going on, his gag reflexes suddenly disappeared. He didn't feel like gagging or choking any longer and the furry feline picked up on this.

He licked his lips seductively and began his sucking. He was about to cum and he wanted it inside of the bovine. Even if he didn't have his puffy tail hole, at least another warm cavern like his muzzle would suffice. A pair of paws held onto his head and began to face-fuck Hank like there was no tomorrow.

"Yo, you're going to break him," the horse said, all while watching from the side.

"He's... ungh... not going... to break that easily," the tiger panted and wheezed, knowing very well that he was about to explode. "Fuck, I'm cumming too quickly!"

At those words, he lost it. Volleys of cum were fired into Hank's gullet and all he had to do was swallow. Pumps after pump feline seed were sent forth and he nearly drown. There was just too much but could do nothing about it. He drained that cock as much as possible and thankfully, he was done. It may not have been the biggest load but knowing the man's feline species, they weren't built for volume but rather, stamina.

As soon as that cock popped off, Hank gasped for air.

"Fuck man, you ruined him,"

The tiger laughed and got up, moving away from the bull with a satisfied smile. "No, he's not. Don't believe me? Try it yourself." He said and without another word, left the room.

In a place like this, there isn't any proper etiquette and Hank knew the consequences. He was just used like a toy and thrown to the side like a dirty rag. It did hurt but at the same time, he was having the time of his life. As soon as his mind reeled into reality, his ass experienced something warm, as if buckets of hot liquid were poured into him. The slamming of his ass stopped momentarily as the stud behind him unloaded and judging from how much he was shooting, probably days' worth of it.

Hank wouldn't have it any other way. The herculean stud smiled with contentment, to be filled to the brim, his ass stretched and prostate used for the men around him. His eyes blurred but when he felt the pumping of a cock right in between his pectorals, he finally acknowledged the wolf that was fucking right on top of him. The male panted and stared lustfully upon him, drool rolling down his lips, hot breath washed all over, all while his hips thrust forward. Thanks to the abundance of lube, he gave quite an exquisite display of pec fucking.

This was a first for him but the taught was always there. He had never felt such submissiveness before and to accelerate the process, Hank flexed his chest out, making them hard and powerful. There was a visible line of chest muscle expanding and that made the fucking even better.

"Keep doing that! Yes! Fuck! This is the biggest chest I've seen!" The canine howled like a madman, gyrating his hips forward.

"Glad you liked it," the bull said seductively but uttered a loud gasp. His body suddenly received another round of pleasure but this time, it was his cock. Another cock was replaced and this time, he knew that this stud was going to be a quick draw. However, his shaft felt an utmost sensation of blissful pleasure when it was stroked to perfection.

With a meat pole like his, it was a surprise that nobody took heed to his needs but as apted as this place is named, it was a place for tops to enjoy themselves. Hank moaned even louder but he was ready for the assault. His eyes fixated on the wolf right in front of him. While he was getting pounded from behind, his body shook and trembled, his chest moved along and it seemed to push the canine towards the edge.

He snarled and snapped, eyes fueled with the fire of lust and in that moment, he had lost himself to pure ecstasy. No longer holding himself back, the wolf planted both paws against his chest and fucked as hard as he could. His growls grew louder and so were his moans. Eventually, he was pushed to the edge of orgasm. The intensity was just too much and he couldn't stop himself.

Large ropes of cum began to spew all over Hank's face and the man accepted his offering. Mouth wide open, he caught most of it while the rest splattered across his muzzle. An entire mess was made and the canine bellowed like an untamed animal, giving himself willingly to the pleasures of man sex.

It was at this very same moment that the man from the other end achieved his orgasm and filled his ass with a giant blast of cum. His puffy ass lips were used to the very end and being a cum dump for unknown men was just how he wanted it. That very thought was just the right amount of push that he needed because the relentless pawing of his thick cock finally got its wish.

Hank bellowed loudly, his body giving in and ended up spewing large globs of cum all over to the other side. There's no telling how much he had unleashed but judging from the intense pleasure that he received, no doubt, several buckets full of it.

"Damn you're good," he heard the wolf even through his hazed state. "The perfect sub that any top needed. Hope to see you again," and just like the tiger before him, walked off without another word.

The only men left were the still horny horse and cheetah. They stared at him with hunger in their eyes but he had enough for now. His orgasm finally came to an end and he panted heavily. There was a soft pop right under his tail as that cock was pulled out. Rivers of cum poured out of his dilated hole and he was all smiles.

"I need a break."

"You sure about that?" The cheetah attendant said. "There are several more men out there that are ready for you."

Hank shook his head. "At least let me explore around the place, rehydrate myself."

"As you wish. Your sessions are already paid for."

He said nonchalantly and pressed a button. His legs had freed themselves and that's when the guys from the other side groaned in disappointment. Finally able to move, Hank tried to pull himself out but with the help of his caretaker. In the end, the door closed and he got to look at himself. Still in one piece, he smeared the copious amount of cum that was on his body.

"Damn, that's quite a load." The horse said.

"Heh, it has been a few days, I guess."

"Hey man, I feel you,"

Hank could sense the slight awkwardness between them and he apologized. "Sorry I couldn't get you off."

"Eh, it's okay," the equine stud replied. "I didn't plan on cumming anyway. I intend to explore the place and enjoy the night but I have to admit, you're one hot fuck. I've seen the first guy fucking you and he said this is the best-muscled ass he's had in a while."

"Thank you, I think," Hank blushed.

The horse waved off and left the room, leaving a partially spent bull and a still horny cheetah attendant.

"To your right is the shower room," the man opened a door to reveal a modest area. "Towel and all necessary toiletries are in there. You can spend as much time as you want in there as you're our special guest. If you need anything, I will be waiting outside."

The moment he left, Hank walked towards the shower and whistled at the mildly decorative place. It wasn't unusual to have a special VIP room for an esteemed guest like him. That very ticket that he received was pretty expensive and he was beginning to wonder who sent it to him. It has been bugging him ever since he received the present and no matter how many times he tried to recall his memory, nothing came to mind.

As he got himself cleaned up, Hank made sure that he smelt somewhat fresh and ready before exploring other areas. Pointless it may seem - because he'd be reeking of cum and sweat at any moment - but at least he looked presentable. Once he was done, the cheetah smiled and pointed out that he looked extremely handsome and manly.

The compliment may have come out of nowhere but he took it. Once they'd left the room, they bumped into another man, someone that Hank may have encountered when he first entered this place.

"Randy, busy night?" The grizzly bear said.

"With a VIP guest? You bet your fuzzy ass it is."

"Ohh... yes... Mr. Breeding bull himself, the talk of the town," he said and smiled devilishly at Hank. "You've caused quite the commotion in there. Everyone has been fighting to get a piece of your ass and I can see why." As he scrutinized the male from top to bottom like a piece of meat.

"Well... It was unintentional... I swear."

"Heh, say what you want," the bear said gruffly and leaned closer, his voice suddenly deep and coarse. "I like what I see and you're exactly my type."

"T-Thank you," Hank replied, his body shivering at the scent of this manly stud.

"Boy, I hope you're still around after my shift is done. I really wanna tap that ass of yours," he said while groping around the bull's thick ass cheeks.

"Hey hey, paws off the merchandise," the cheetah replied.

"You're such a hypocrite," he scoffed back. "You were having your very own fun inside that room. You think we don't know what goes on in there? Pfft!"

"I'm just keeping our guest entertained, that's all." he defended but it wasn't working.

"Whatever," he replied and looked at Hank. "The name's Boris and I will find you."

He laughed and walked away.

"He seems... nice...?" Hank said.

"Boris is a good guy but at times, he can be such a dick," Randy replied. "No matter, there's more to be done. May I suggest this room?" He pointed right in front of him.

There was no door leading inside and all they saw was a complete void. There were some light flashes of white around certain areas but it didn't help illuminate the room.

"This is the dark room where all the tops are ready to mount the sub. Green tags are worn by those who bottom and at the moment, we have two in there," he pointed towards the counter right at the top ceiling. "Here's yours."

The tag itself wasn't anything special but it did glow in the dark. A counter was added to the screen, indicating another sub that was ready to be taken and that very person was him. Hank gulped and didn't move for a few seconds. There was a slight fear coursing through him and the cheetah saw his distress.

"Don't worry. If you feel uncomfortable, just push them off and say no and leave the room. There is a policy in here that says consent is important but most of the time, all our subs were more than willing to offer up their asses."

As long as it was safe, he was willing to open himself up. After all that just happened, most of the fear had dissipated and Hank wanted to experience more of what this place had to offer. The moment he entered the room, he saw nothing but glowing rings, telling him that there were men around him and within a second, a pair of arms coiled around his chest.

"Hey hey, there's a new meat in town."

Hank shuddered and allowed the man to play around with his body. A few short kisses were laid around his neck but it wasn't anything romantic. In fact, the man behind him wanted to fondle and grope around his chest. In no time, his half-hardened cock had grown to its full potential, his body hot and soon, sweaty. Meanwhile, his cock was pressed right in between his ass cheeks and since he had been seeded right before this, it slipped in easily.

The bull gasped and moaned happily, recognising the fullness that his body had accustomed to. His tongue was out, his raspy voice echoed in the room but he wasn't the only one. When he was finally aware of his surroundings, several men were all over him and from another corner, another sub was getting railed and judging from the sound of his excitement, he was loving it.

It was then that the cock was suddenly pulled out and he heard the man whisper, "A fine ass right here but I think I'll let others use this."

True enough, another cock had taken its place and rammed in without a hitch. Hank nearly howled but suppressed his voice. He knew he was a slut and a bitch but at the same time, he didn't want the men around him to take him too easily. The bull merely clenched his teeth and elicits soft and sultry moans of pleasure whenever a cock hits right against his sweet spot.

As all of this went on, his body was placed as a toy for the rest of the men to enjoy. His chest perked right up, and his nipples suckled and pinched at the same time. At first, he thought his cock would be left alone but he was wrong. Every part of his body was pushed to a whole new level of pleasure and all it took was a few strokes to get him to cum.

He doesn't know who was underneath him but he just shot off several buckets full of cum and didn't care how sensitive he had become. Perhaps it was the thrill of the unknown, hands coming from all over and he couldn't see who it was and best of all, he couldn't predict what his partner was going to do next.

He felt his cavern turn warm and realized that someone had dumped another load of cum inside of him. Hank smiled to himself and growled happily. Yes, this is what he wanted... to be used by a myriad of men and the more he was fucked, the more he would cum.

Initially, he feared the dark but now, he embraced it.

He doesn't know how long he had been used but judging from how slick and wet his ass felt, it must have been half a dozen. Despite being pushed into pure bliss, his mind was conscious and was able to stop himself.

"I think I'm done for now." He said.

"Oh come on, you haven't had mine yet." A voice said right beside him.

"Yeah!" Another quipped.

"Heh, guys... as much as this is enjoyable for all of us, I think I need a break."

There were a few groans of disappointment but thankfully, they respected his wishes. The hands slowly retreated deeper into the room, scouting out another bottom that would fulfil their wishes. Hank stood tall and winced for a moment as he felt the sudden ache around his lower half. The price of pleasure, something that he gladly paid for.

Once he was out of the door, he had to squint his eyes as light flooded in. Being in the darkness for too long had this effect and it took a full minute before he was aware of his surroundings. From the corner, his cheetah guide smiled and bowed.

"I see that you've had your fun in there."

Hank nodded and turned to look at his bubble butt. "I think I might have been overused."

"On the contrary, I think you're underused."

"How so?"

"You've only been there for 45 minutes and in that time, several men had given me feedback on how good you were, a true submissive bottom that men like them enjoyed."

The bull blushed and tried to look away. "I... just..."

"So bashful," the cheetah grinned. "But the night is still young. I was given a request."

"A request?"

The smaller male nodded. "He came out and told me how exceptional you were and this client is special, just like you."

"Define special."

"A pass... A special pass, just like yours," he added. "Only those with special passes may fool around with those of the same. However, it is up to the discretion of both parties. He had said yes and now the ball is in your court."

Hank didn't know what to say. "What does he look like? What species?"

"I cannot disclose that and has requested that you and he enter into the 'blind room'."

"The what?" The word 'blind' doesn't bode well with him, he was nervous.

"The blind room is where you'll be blindfolded and he'll have his way with you. Again, this is all anonymous. What do you say?"

A one-on-one sexual encounter while blinded. Not in a million years would he have thought of that and the notion of it was pretty enticing. He's already had fun in the dark play area, what's one more to end the night? He looked at the clock and was surprised at how long he had stayed in this place. It was three hours and he was still ready for more. Time flies when you're having fun.

To make it safe, his guide would be right outside and if he needed help, he'll be there.

"We wouldn't want a dead body to show up in this place," he added. "It's bad for business."

"Has it happened before?"

"No, obviously and you don't want to be the first. Besides, it's a bad reputation if the customer under my care was harmed under my supervision."

Hank laughed nervously. "But I don't know the looks of this guy."

The cheetah smirked and cajoled him over to a door. "Why don't you see for yourself? Sorry," he coughed. "Feel it for yourself."

The bull gulped and walked sheepishly towards him. A large blindfold wrapped over his head and covered his eyes, complete darkness enveloped his vision and he tried not to panic. He hoped whoever requested him was a good top. Even though he knew he could take a cock the size of a horse, that doesn't mean he doesn't have limits.

Soon, he was pushed inside of the room and when the door clicked shut, Hank stood there without a word, clueless as to what should happen next. A few seconds ticked by and he had to utter an awkward hello to break the silence. As if on cue, a door clicked open and someone had entered the very same room.

"Ah, the man is here."

The voice sounded deep and husky, a turn-on if any and Hank knew he was slowly approaching him because there was a scent of masculinity coming off from the male. The bull inhaled and his knees buckled for a second. What is this? Was it cologne? A natural smell? Something that he had smelt before and yet, had no inkling of. Perhaps it was from a departmental store but even so, it didn't have this kind of effect on him.

With his vision impaired, Hank had to rely on the rest of his senses and right now, it was going into overdrive. His nose twitched, the flow of air registered to his mind and all he could think about was the brawny man that stood right in front of him. The sense of touch followed suit and he was gentle, yet rough. His chest was the first to fall as he felt a pair of paws fondled and groping about, feeling up his muscles.

"Now that's what I call fresh meat," he said while chuckling. "Flex them up for me."

His body shuddered just as he heard those words. Hank wasn't a stranger when it came to flexing but it was only for himself, never in front of anybody, but now, he had one. He puffed out his chest, tightened them up and made it hard. There was a low whistle and out came words of affirmation.

"These are amazingly taut. Mm... I can do this all day long," he said and soon, a wet and slippery tongue grazed upon his chest. "And you taste wonderful. Albeit, the stink of several men after that group orgy."

Hank blushed, "S-Sorry. I didn't clean up before coming here. I mean I did before this but I-"

"Sshh..." his finger tapped right on his lips. "Do not apologize. All I want to hear from you are your blissful moans... yes?"

He nodded in response. "But can I touch you?"

The man probably smirked because he was more than happy to offer up his body. Hank gulped and began to roam about, his fingers trailed and grazed along the man's fur. Initially, he thought that it would belong to an average male or twink but he was sorely mistaken. This male was huge! Just from grabbing and touching his shoulders, he knew he was large and coming down to his chest, they felt hard and strong to the touch. Going to his mid-torso, a full set of abs was drawn.

"Are you a bodybuilder?"

"Heh, thank you for the compliment but no, I'm not. I'm glad you liked my body."

"Could you at least tell me your species?"

"Will that change the way you see me?" He inquired.

"No, but I asked out of curiosity."

The paws were behind his back and Hank gasped. "A bull like you should be breeding but instead, you offer yourself to be bred. How much of a sub are you?"

Hank didn't know how to respond to that but he didn't need to. Soon, he felt the man standing behind him and immediately felt the thick cock rubbing in between his already slick ass crack. "Lupine. Canine. Wolf. Specifically. Does that answer your question?"

There was a short nod of affirmation.

Once the pleasantries were done, Hank was pushed to a table, chest laid right on it, bent over with his ass cheeks pried open. There's no denying how much of a turn on this was. Not only was his ass ready and willing to be taken by that canine's cock, but he also came in pre-lubed, with cum. He gasped and rolled his eyes once a breeze of cold air wafted around his bubble butt. A pair of paws groped around them, giving a firm appreciation of this man's dedicated gym routine.

A finger placed around the rim of his abused tail hole, Hank whined without thinking. Coming to a place like this, he expected the men to be rough and horny, and they were. Getting ploughed repeatedly, accepted any form of cum from unknown men; all of what he wanted.

However, this was different. Instead of a quick cum and go, he was teased to the point of madness. His hole continued to wink around that finger as it slowly entered inside of it. The slow prying of his ass was a little too much because he demanded more but quietly to himself.

"What was that?" The wolf asked with a knowing hint.

Hank didn't want to repeat himself and kept quiet. That proved to be the wrong move because that finger entered all the way in without warning, pressed against his sweet prostate. Head rolled backwards, he finally found his voice and demanded more. The bull was pushed to an unknown place, somewhere only his sexually hazed mind could comprehend.

"I can't hear you," the wolf said and continued to tease that hole but this time, with his thick cock. "Beg for it."

Hank couldn't take it any more and decided to let himself go, crying out as loud as possible for the wolf to pound into him. The moment those words left his muzzle, a cock jammed right inside and he had to clench his teeth when a sudden sharp pain shot through his body. He had taken a horse just an hour ago and yet, his hole had slowly tightened up.

"Fuck, I knew you'll be a good ass," the man said with fervour, his hips slapped against that ass, all while watching his cock dissappear inside a warm cavern. "Grade A beef ass. I gotta say, I'm glad that I got the special ticket just for this."

His words could barely register in the bull's mind. All he felt was pain and pleasure as his body continued to accept whatever the wolf had to offer. If his sole purpose was to be used like this, he was more than happy to submit. Thankfully, the man was remorseful because after a few minute, he stopped pounding and made sure to shove his entire length inside and held it there.

Hank felt even more full, fuller than he had ever felt and had a horse cock just a moment ago. The wolf may not have the respected length but that girth was truly something else. His ass lips had widened even further to accept everything, trying to accustom himself but before he could even say anything, his assailant began a new round of assault.

While every pump brought him to a world of bliss, he couldn't ignore the fact that his cock was spraying out copious amounts of pre all over the place. Hung loosely underneath, Hank wanted to jerk himself off but in this position, that's not possible. There were loud snarling and growling, the voice of a voracious sexual predator and he wasn't going to stop any time soon.

Fingers dug right into the man's shoulder but with how thick his hide was, it was nearly possible. Even so, Hank felt a surge of submission. He was the prey, pushed to its limit, unable to do anything but lay there, taking it all. His mouth was wide open, drooled all over the table, his eyes showed nothing but lust and pleasure.

"Dammit! Gonna cum but I'm not going in too soon!" And the wolf pulled out.

Hank felt a sudden emptiness and he looked back, panting and whining out of desperation. "W-What?"

"Look forward, bitch." He commanded and the bovine complied. Besides, he was blind, he could never see the face of his sexual partner.

The wolf grabbed his leg and turned him around, Hank rolled to the side and was now on his back, still panting like a dog. "What are you going to do?"

"Fuck you, what else? I'm not here to play games with you."

With that said, his legs were lifted in the air, pushed downwards and in between, that bull hole was revealed. Quite frankly, his tail hole was kinda loose, a few trails of cum slipped off but most of it had dried around it. All Hank did was begged for more and his wish was fulfilled once again as a cock found its home.

Easy penetration and he was back to where he yearned to be. Hank howled and begged even louder, begged for the man to fuck him harder and faster and that was what he did. The wolf snarled even louder and slammed his hips all the way through, slapping and bouncing against that massive ass. The tightness was no longer there but it was still good.

Hank didn't know how much longer he could take. All he knew was the hard pounding of his ass and after a few minutes, the feeling of orgasm started creeping in. He barely touched his cock and it was harder than granite. Even after several cum shots, surprisingly, he could still maintain an erection. Everything that happened here was a dream come true and he would remember this for an eternity.

The wolf gripped his legs even harder, putting in more force as his cock continued to play around with the bovine's prostate and evidently, he couldn't handle it any longer. As he'd said before, this was a grade A pure refined beef meat and he gladly fucked the living daylights out of it. His body felt the surge of ecstasy, the moment of orgasm and with a bellow, he unleashed buckets full of cum. At first, he wanted to knot the male but gave it a second thought. His red rocket spewed and poured cum with nothing holding back, filling up his prey as an act of final domination.

Hank could feel the warmth of cum and he accepted the gift without a word. Well, besides the usual cursing of pleasure but besides that, he was happy and content. That's when he realized a sudden uncomplete pleasure. Sure, he was seeded deep inside but his own wasn't fulfilled. His cock continued to rage right in between his washboard abs, pouring out pre cum but never cum.

In the end, the fucking stopped and the wolf embedded himself inside, staying relevant for that very second but after a while, slowly pulled himself out. The moment he did so, globs of cum poured out of that puffy hole.

"Shit! Your asshole looks like a pussy." He laughed.

"I... I'm not... a female..." Hank defended weakly.

"You sure about that because from where I'm standing, you look hella like a female," he grinned and with the use of a single finger, played right into his wide open hole.

Hank was beside himself when a finger was inserted. He wouldn't admit it but he does feel somewhat feminine, especially when he's laid in this position. A slut he may be but he still retained his dignity. In the end, the wolf slapped his ass and proceeded to leave the room.

"Hope to see you again, big guy."

And the door shut right behind him. Hank was trying to catch his breath and now that the wolf was no longer in the room, he proceeded to remove the blindfold. He finally got to see the room that he was in but it wasn't anything spectacular, just a place for a quick fuck and that's what he was here for. Eventually, his cheetah guide appeared and offered several refreshments and towels.

Hank sighed happily and gulped down the entire bottle of water. He had been here for hours and this was his first drop of liquid. Well, he was fed some other stuff but that didn't count. For now, he was content for the night. Even if he wanted to fully utilize the facilities in this place, he was quite exhausted from all of this. Besides, he needed to take care of his still-raging cock back home. As much as he wanted to go back for another round, he was pretty sore.

"That's if for the night?"

Hank nodded. "Yes, I think I'll get clean up."

"Understood," the cheetah said. "Unfortunately, the private showers are being cleaned right now. So you'll have to use the staff lounge facility. I hope you're okay with that."

"Eh, it doesn't bother me. As long as I get clean before walking out of here."

"A true gentleman indeed," he laughed. "It's been a pleasure being your guide. I hope to see you soon."

Hank blushed and looked away. He wanted to come back here but honestly, he couldn't afford this on a monthly basis. As much as he enjoyed this session, he couldn't pay for all of it.

As he was led to the shower room, he noticed that no one was there. This quiet time was for his own and he wanted to enjoy washing himself. He sighed the moment hot water cascaded his chiselled body. There was a large amount of crusted cum all over him and it took a while to scrub everything off. Next was his hole and it took much longer than anticipated and judging from the river of cum flowing out of it, he must have taken more than he thought he had.

That's when the door slammed shut and in walked a large grizzly bear. It took a while for Hank to recognize the man but the moment he got closer, there was a large grin plastered right upon his face. "Fancy seeing you around here." The bear said.

"Um... Randy told me to come here. He said the private rooms were getting cleaned."

The bear chuckled and turned the shower on, sighing happily as hot water was poured all over his large frame. "What an unfortunate thing," he said but with a hint of malice. "Or is it?"

Hank looked away. "Whatever man."

There was a sudden grip upon his body and quickly realized that he was caught in a bear hug, pulled backwards with such force that he feared his bones breaking. "Don't be like that. You'll just make an old bear like me sad."

The bull grunted and tried to break free. "H-Hey man, I don't think I can go on any longer."

"I've got a name, you know." He frowned.

"I mean... y-yes but..."

"It's Boris," he whispered while nuzzling his right cheek. "You were so quick to forget about me."

"Come on, I just cleaned up," Hank sighed.

"I don't see why we can't shower again," he said and this time, proceeded to fondle the bull excitedly. "I just got off work and imagine what I found in the staff shower lounge. It's my lucky night."

Hank shuddered. Deep down, he wanted to just go home but at the same time, he wanted to feel the large ursine. All that excitement inside may have pushed him to the limit but that's when he noted that none of the men were as large as him. In fact, the biggest he'd seen was the horse but even so, not this close. The sudden grip of his body, a pair of muscled arms around him; made him shudder in submission.

The bear turned him around and pushed the man to his back, his eyes gazed right back and in that second, their lips connected. Throughout the whole night, not a single male had done this except for him. The taste of tobacco was prominent but overall, he was wrestling against his tongue. It didn't take long for Hank to let himself go and moaned in that kiss. His arms slowly wrapped around the ursine's large shoulders.

Boris pulled the man's hips forward and started to grind their hardons together. Apparently, through their saliva swapping, both cocks had inflated to full mast and a single bear paw was enough to envelope the duo. His strokes came in slow but eager, gripped around both girths with reasonable pressure and Hank had to gasp out of pleasure.

The moment their lips disconnected, Boris pulled on a large smile. "You're a good kisser. I half expected your cock to go into a semi but you're hard. Even after all that fucking, you're still going. They weren't good enough?"

"T-They were..."

"Perhaps this place is not to your liking? I could give your feedback to the management. We're always striving to be the best in the area."

Striving for the best? They are the best! He'd never been to such a place before. All those rumours and stories were true and he was glad that he came here. "It's really good!"

The bear licked his jowls and leaned closer, "Is that so? I guess you've got good stamina. The joy of being young, yeah?"

Before the bull could say anything, he was turned around with both paws against the wall, his back pulled backwards and ass arched upwards, ass cheeks wide open to present that insatiable hole. "W-Wait! I'm still not cleaned out yet!"

"Doesn't matter to me. I'm more than happy to have sloppy seconds," Boris stifled a guffaw, all while slapping his thick cock upon his ass. "Easier to enter. I'm not sure if you've seen me but I'm thick."

Hank whined with his eyes closed. "I've had a horse before this."

"A horse is nothing compared to mine. So get ready."

Nothing happened for several minutes but Hank heard the popping of a bottle. Lube was definitely part of the deal. If he claimed to be thick, he wanted as much as possible. Just as he felt a finger prod right into his back entrance, the breeding bull shuddered. Not only did his body react positively, but so did his cock.

Those strong paws fondled every part of his muscled ass, prying them open and slowly guiding the tip. The cock head was thick as he'd mentioned but he was loose enough to accept the bulb. It slurped right in and Hank moaned in response. His toes curled up and knees buckled for a split second.

"Fuck! It's huge!"

Boris slapped his ass and laughed. "Be prepared! You're gonna know why they call me the Brutish Bucking Bear!"

A weird name but they aren't here for that. Hank yowled when several more inches went in and he ended up slipping from the wall. He no longer had any strength to keep himself steady, not after several fucks within this place. His body needed to recover but at the same time, he was lustful for the bear.

Boris had forced him to stand upright as he pounded into him but the more he thrust, the harder it was to find that sweet spot. There was an annoyed growl and both men ended up laying right on the sofa. Hank was still wet but the giant ursine didn't care. All he wanted was to fuck the bull silly. The moment he re-entered into his warm cavern, one yowled at the sudden intrusion while the other moaned from the death grip of that ass.

Hank clenched his teeth and tried to trash about but Boris held him in place. There was barely any space for him to move when his legs were hoisted up all the way, knees about to touch over his shoulder while his ass was bored with a huge cock. The moment he got into a comfortable position, Boris began his assault, his pace quickened and within the next few minutes, he was fucking his partner like a crazed man.

He didn't have the patience and with how horny and fucked he felt, he wasn't going to last long anyways. Their bodies began to glisten with sweat, the air turned heavy and hot breath blasted right into the bull's face. Hank did nothing but take it all, his body went completely limp, his mind blurry. At the same time, his cock didn't deflate. He was hard like a diamond and all that rubbing between two bodies was enough to please him.

"Fresh meat like you are the best!" The bear snapped viciously. "The moment I saw that body and ass, I knew I had to have you and you didn't disappoint. No wonder you were the talk of the night. It was bull this and bull that. Ass this and ass that. Listening to how much they've dumped their load in you. You're a true slut!"

Hank didn't know what was going on. He was crying out in pain and pleasure, his ass stretched to a whole new level and he loved every second of it. As his eyes slowly opened up, he watched as the burly ursine fucked the living daylights out of him. He felt the girth and length going through him, having great access to his love button and each time he bucked inside, he was on the verge of orgasm.

His fingers dug into the thick fur of the bear, and his voice slowly faltered but increased with passion whenever that cock rammed into him, going into a total frenzy. The bear looked at him with lust, hot breath washed over him and smelt the scent of smoke. This man right here is a beast! While he had fun inside this place, somehow, this bear was the epitome of blissful passion. He had never been fucked like this before and by now, he wanted to remember this moment until the day he die.

Boris suddenly stopped fucking and pulled himself upwards, stared right into the bull and grinned. "I'm the better fuck, right?"

Hank nodded quickly. "Yes! Oh god! I've never felt such passion before, such greatness, such power!"

The bear laughed and gave a single thrust. "After working in here for several years, you pick up a few tricks."

"And I'm glad you picked that up! Ah!!"

Before Hank could finish his words, the round continued and this time, he didn't stop. A pair of paws landed right on his muscled pectorals and began squeezing, feeling up that sinewy meat. He grabbed onto his arm, encouraged the man to buck in faster and when he did, the bull lost all sense of reason. Harder and faster, always going the extra mile and when he couldn't hold it in anymore, he wasn't quiet about it.

Boris snarled those beautiful words of orgasm and exclaimed that he'd dump his load into him. Hank wouldn't want it any other way and allowed that fat cock to do its deed. The moment he heard those words coming out of his mouth, he unloaded volleys of cum right into him.

Those powerful shots felt like an eternity, pulsing and throbbing for minutes on end. Boris finally lets off a loud sigh of relief and he looked down, glad that he finally got to fuck the bull of the night. His ego was further inflated when he saw the man's leaking cock and further up, a few ropes of cum plastered against his hard body.

"Shit! You came like the very slut and bitch that you are!"

Hank didn't want to admit it but he was right. Without even touching himself, he shot off like a complete bottom and this wasn't the first. Hours inside this place, he barely remembered how many times he had cummed but nevertheless, he was pushed to a whole new level.

Eventually, the grizzly's cock came its last and slowly pulled itself out. The man's wide-open hole started to leak cum all over again and Boris was happy with the work that was done. "Time for another shower. Come, I'll help you wash up."

The bull was dazed but thanks to his help, he was able to get himself freshened up. Halfway through their shower, the cheetah walked in and frowned. "I thought you'd be finished by now."

Hank turned to him and blushed. "Um... Washing all this cum was pretty difficult."

"I don't believe that story one bit," he said, annoyed that things weren't going his way. "There's cum on the floor and sofa and judging from that semi Boris is sporting, I bet you were fucked."

"Ain't we the greatest detective in the world," Boris laughed. "Maybe your talents are wasted here."

"Don't patronize me," he retorted. "Hank, get cleaned up quickly. We've called for a cab for you. It's way too late and there's no longer any working train."

"Oh. I didn't know you provided such services."

"For an esteemed guest like you, we provide the best we can."

Boris nodded. "You have a special pass. That's what it's for."

For the next half an hour, Hank got himself cleaned thoroughly and it took a whole lot of willpower on the grizzly's end to not pounce over him and go for seconds. His garments were neatly laid out and he was going to end the night; not before a burly bear came walking in with just a towel around his waist.

"Here's my card," he handed it over. "Call me. Maybe we can take it slow next time, yeah?" And winked.

Hank blushed and chuckled awkwardly. "I'll think about it."

"Don't just thick, act." He winked and bid him off.

--

In the next few days, Hank was a ball full of joy. He was smiling constantly and glad about his decision for the weekend. At least for now, he was no longer curious about the place and whet his appetite for sexual gratification.

"Got laid during the weekend?" One of his colleagues said.

"So what if I did?" The bull chuckled. "You're always bragging about the girls that you bring home."

"You can't compare my sexual encounters with yours! I'm just an ordinary guy. You? Heh! You're a giant! I bet the sex could bring the house down."

Hank blushed and pushed his coworker away. "N-Nothing of that sort! Geez!"

"Aww come on, some details please?"

"Maybe another time," he blushed and pushed his chair off. "Excuse me. Gotta take a leak." And walked off.

"Don't go jerking off!"

"Shut up!" Hank shouted. He knew it was all a joke and in good faith but at times, he wanted to keep things to himself. Hence, why he doesn't declare his sexuality to the guys in the office.

Once inside his safe space, a mere toilet cubicle, he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. The week hasn't ended yet, he still had a few more days to go. Once he was calm and collected and about to leave the cubicle, he noticed something weird in the next stall. As he looked downwards, he saw a shadow but the man wasn't relieving himself. Instead, he was stroking over his cock.

Hank bit the bottom of his lips and couldn't believe it. Something like this? In the office? That's unheard of! He watched silently as the shadow gave in slow and precise strokes to his cock, occasionally shaking, as if luring the bull to come forth. He gulped and quickly realized the growing bulge in between his pants.

"Hey," a deep voice suddenly spoke.

Hank was taken aback and feared for his life momentarily. He said not a word. Perhaps he misheard him.

"I know you're watching," in the end, he was caught.

"I'm not!"

"Hank, you don't need to lie to me."

Fuck! The stranger knew his name! A coworker? But who?! What was he to do? He had nowhere else to go, he was caught red-handed but at the same time, the sudden anonymity was a turn-on, exactly what he felt when he was at that place.

"Come on, I know you enjoyed this dick." The man continued.

This time, he was confused. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Is this the thanks I get for bringing you to that place?" There was a laugh.

That place? Sub's place!

"You?! You gave me that special pass?!" Finally, he knew who gave him that card. "W-Who are you?"

"I guess you truly don't remember me but I do. Your scent was distinctive. Strong, musky, enticing and most of all, the taste of man. You liked it rough. You cum like a slut. I know."

His words hit him like a truck and memories began to flood his mind. That weekend, that place; in that room! When it dawned on him what the truth was, his heart pumped even faster. He was that man... that wolf... the one that had his eyes on.

"Oh god... you're that canine..."

"Smart as always," as he said that, the man walked out of his cubicle and stood right towards his, giving it a few knocks. "Let's get well acquainted."

Hank gulped in fear but excitement. He unlocked the door and the man was no other than his manager.

"Hello, Hank."