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Raze banged his fist angrily against the black-painted pillar deep within the depths of the backstage area. He had lost! After all that work, he'd still lost! Angrily, he pounded and kicked at whatever seemed strong enough to take it or unimportant enough to lose. His heavy boots banged against long-forgotten stage props, his fists pounded against cement walls. His pink hair in total disarray, the large drummer wolf seemed as pissed off now as he was several hours ago. He had basically forgotten about packing up by now, even though he had the keys to the club and was the only one still there.

It was then that Sean, a smaller and somewhat nerdier cheetah boy came by. While Sean and Raze were in Atomic Crush, Sean's position as Sound Engineer meant that he rarely saw the band outside of practices and performances. After all, his job was ensuring that Atomic Crush's music was loud enough to drown out a jet engine, not to determine what was actually being played. Still, he'd always admired the unlucky-but-talented musicians of Atomic Crush, far from professional though they were. But above all, he admired Raze.

Raze snorted as he saw Sean, who was struggling to carry a large and almost antique mixer, shyly moved by. Saying nothing, the still pissed-as-shit drummer wolf lifted up the mixer as though it barely had any weight at all. Sean was clearly impressed, and though Raze noticed Sean's beaming eyes he didn't seem to show any interest. Sean had always admired Raze a lot more than the other band members. While none of them were in it for the money and they were all quite talented, Raze was, in a way, the most original. Rather than giving in to the typical nature of the drummer and sitting in the back like a prop and pounding out a beat, he always had his drum kit on the forefront of the stage. Pounding away madly and howling like the wolf he was, Raze was as much a part of Atomic Crush's stage presence as was the bassist and the lead guitar.

"We were fucking ROBBED!" said the wolf as he hauled the mixer out to Sean's waiting car. It was well into the morning by now and the club wasn't the only thing deserted. Even the road to it lacked car traffic. Sean nodded as Raze spoke, and tried to think of something to say.

"Y...Y...Yeah, you were!" stuttered Sean. Raze nodded. "That judge made no sense. I don't think he listened to any of the music. All he seemed to care about was who looked the most like KISS, and then gave the prize to them!" This made Raze nod again, but the big wolf didn't seem too intent on doing anything other than nod and carry the mixer. Sean, a little put off by Raze's near silence, stared at the ground. Normally an outgoing braggart, his mouth always went dry when he was trying to talk to Raze. Maybe it was just the wolf's imposing size and presence, but more than likely it was how he felt about Raze. He could never admit it, but he didn't just like Raze's brazen

personality and silent-giant demeanor. He had more than a little crush on the big wolf.

Sean looked up just in time to see Raze bend over and lower Sean's mixer into his open truck. He blushed. He didn't want to admit it, but Raze had a fine ass and Sean couldn't help but check it out at every opportunity. Raze turned suddenly, and Sean looked to the ground again. Had he been caught? He didn't know anything about Raze's sexuality, but he knew there were few to no straight guys who enjoyed having their asses checked out by small, scrawny sound engineers. But as always, Raze seemed not to notice. He just plodded back towards the club, clearly intending to either pack something up or lock up the place. Sean gulped down his fear and moved up behind the mountain of wolf.

"H...Hey, anything I can help you with?" asked Sean. He inwardly cursed his current meekness. How could someone so brash, bold and outgoing 99% of the time lock up completely around Raze? It didn't seem to matter though, Raze said nothing, he just kicked an empty plywood locker a few times before heading back to his drum kit. It was still in the storage area, and none of it had yet been put into his van.

Sean sighed. Well, now was his only real chance to say something. He and Raze were totally alone. He summoned his courage and spoke out to the wolf as he walked past a row of club-owned speakers and amps. "Raze, I...I think..." he gulped. "I think I love you."

For the first time all evening, Raze stopped, stunned. Sean gasped and put his hands over his mouth.

"I mean...Not like that! I mean...Well I like you, and I think you're sexy, and I...I...I..." Sean was stunned. He expected Raze to respond with anger, frustration...Something, but as always Raze was calm and silent. He simply turned around, a slightly startled look on his face, and moved towards Sean.

Sean continued to babble out explanations, but was cut short when Raze's lips locked against his. Sean was shocked; his eyes going wide and getting a good look at the pleased look on Raze's face as he began to kiss Sean. The wolf wrapped his big arms around the small, startled Cheetah. Sean wasn't startled for long though, and felt safe enough in the big wolf's arms to kiss back. He even closed his eyes.

Their kiss broke after what seemed like hours. Sean was glowing with happiness, and Raze was smiling and wagging his tail. "I'd always hoped you'd say somethin'. I saw you checkin' me out all the time." Sean blushed.

"Yeah well, there's a lot of you to check out you know? You're very...handsome..." Sean couldn't help but rub and caress the drummer's trunk-like arms. He shuddered at the mere touch of them. His chest, clad in a T-shirt with the band's name and a leather vest, was no less appealing to Sean. He cooed lightly to himself as he reached under Raze's shirt. Raze was cut from solid marble, it felt like. Raze grinned, obliging the aroused young Cheetah by taking off his

shirt and vest. Sean grinned and rubbed, touching Raze's chest lustily. He kissed a little, grinning.

It was then that Sean realized that Raze's right hand had begun to wander. Already he was groping and fondling deep within Sean's pants. "You're wearing a thong." Said the wolf. Sean blushed.

"Well I'm more than a little kinky, if the shirt that doesn't reach my waist means anything." Raze grinned.

"I like kinky." Raze slowly slid his hands around inside Sean's pants, groping and fondling. After playfully skritching at Sean's rump with his claws, Raze's hands leapt up and pushed down the cheetah's tight pants. Sean oohed and kissed Raze's chest, grinning and fondling the big wolf. Raze's pants were much more loose fitting than Sean's, and after his belt and zipper were undone they just fell to the floor.

Sean gasped when I got his first good look at Raze's equipment. Since Raze always wore baggy pants, Sean had never really gotten a chance to check it out before, and it was quite pleasingly large. Nothing huge, of course, but it was definitely well above average. Sean gently wrapped his fingers around Raze's sheath, the wolf's big eager cock practically leaping out by now.

"Wow...Its...Its..." Sean found himself at a loss for words again.

Raze grinned.

"It's great. I wanna see yours."

Sean shyly tugged down his thong, taking care to be especially coy and teasing about it. But Raze wasn't having it, and as Sean tried to hesitate, Raze reached around and gave Sean a decided slap. While the cheetah was off guard and startled, Raze grabbed Sean's thong and yanked it right down. Sean's package, nothing to scoff at but somewhat smaller than Raze's, popped into view with a bounce. Raze's eyes filled with a hungry, lusty look, and Sean met them with his own. They both wanted it, and they wanted it now.

Within moments, they were both completely undressed and in the middle of a big messy 69. Sean groaned and purred into the big cock in his mouth as Raze worked him over from below. They both sucked and worked hard on one another, enjoying themselves immensely. Sean slowly pulled off, his cheetah tongue making a long, slow slurp as it went up and off. "I never knew you were like this!" Said Sean. Raze just shrugged and gave Sean's dick a light nip. Sean jumped at this, but he was very pleased.

It wasn't long before Sean, so aroused he was shivering with excitement, dropped down on all fours. Wiggling his butt at Raze coyly, he grinned and swished his tail. "I've been dreaming about this for months." Said the cheetah. Raze just smiled warmly, gently gripping Sean with his enormous hands. Sean groaned as he was slowly penetrated. "It's big...It's...ahnn!" Sean groaned loudly as Raze hilted him. Raze sighed with satisfaction. Sean couldn't see it, but he was certain Raze had a big smile on his face. The wolf was at least as eager as Sean, possibly more, and he pounded Sean's ass relentlessly.

Groaning, panting and begging for more, Sean couldn't believe how

good Raze felt inside him.

After a few minutes of pounding, Sean decided he wanted a little more. Suddenly pulling himself off of Raze, he stood up and grinned.

"Lie down." Sean said. "Kitty just wants to go fer a ride..." Raze smirked and did as he was asked. Sean slowly walked over the wolf, his legs wide as he straddled the canine's sexy abs. He lowered himself slowly, his whole body shaking eagerly with anticipation. He gripped Raze's wet, eager dick and then began to slowly lower himself onto it. Even though he was good and loose now, Sean took it nice and slow, letting himself sink onto it with only part of his weight. Soon he was firmly impaled on Sean's dick, and rubbed himself around on it a little, grinning and wagging his dick in Raze's direction. Raze took the hint and grabbed Sean's dick in his muscular right hand, working and rubbing at it with eager ferocity. Sean groaned and started bouncing up and down in Raze's lap, working himself as hard as he could. Raze grinned, and gave Sean a sharp spank with his other hand. He needed to remind Sean who was in charge, after all!

"Yes...Just a little...Just..." Sean never managed to finish his sentence, and began cumming like a fire hose. Great globs of white sticky shot all over Raze's chest, and the wolf moaned lightly as he started to gently touch and rub at the cheetah's spooge. Sean grinned and slowly pulled himself off just as Raze's dick began spurting, coating Sean's backside in spooge. Sean put on a fake pouty face.

"Awh, I was gonna get myself a little snack to finish things off..." said Sean. Raze grabbed the cheetah and spun him around, giving Sean's ass and back a series of big slurps as he cleaned the cheetah's spotty fur. Sean giggled, as the wolf's big tongue tickled

him, and as Sean laughed Raze picked up the pace.

Falling all over one another, they took turns cleaning up the mess they'd made. Sean's rough feline tongue working at Raze's chest and abs while Raze's big wolf tongue lapped intermittently at Sean's ass and back, they were soon a tossing, licking, giggling mess. While neither one of them was getting much cleaner, they were both definitely having a good time. After what seemed like hours, they

were finally tired enough to stop.

They kissed on the floor, grinning, groping, hugging, and trying not to get their fur wet with spunk.

"That was incredible." Said Sean. "I've never..." Raze just put his finger lightly up against Sean's lips, signaling the Cheetah not to talk.

"I have the only key and the doors lock automatically. No one

will bother us." Said Raze. "Just stay here awhile..."

And that's exactly what they did.