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Bartlbe took a slight inhalation and pointed his phone at the hotel mirror. Sadly, even breathing in did not really hide the curves of his chunky form. Badgers seemed designed to be curvy and chunky and ten years of married life had encouraged him to succumb to his species' genetic trait to take up space. No wonder Dorris had divorced his chubby behind. Not that his waistline had been the only thing. Their marriage had been pretty much arranged by their parents, two setts of conservative badgers who thought they would be a match made in their specific type of heaven.

That had not exactly worked. Bartlbe had, despite his upbringing, somewhat more of an open mind than his parents considered good for him. They blamed his university, the internet and that lefty media. It never entered their heads that their quiet intelligent accountant of a son had added things up and come to his own conclusions. Someone had to have led him astray. Dorris had been the one they tasked with bringing him back.

It had not worked. The young dutiful badger had let them push him into a relationship, forcing him into a shape that simply did not fit. Dorris was nice, in her own way. Though her tongue could be sharp and it had been more of a relief when he got the divorce papers. His parents were horrified and, of course, blamed him. “Should have knocked her up, son. That would have put pay to this silly business." That had sent shivers up and down Bartlbe's spine. He was not opposed to kids, but he was opposed to weaponising the reproductive system to chain a female to him.

Letting out his breath, his pert tummy returned to its normal chubby size and he clicked to take the picture. Lies, his life had been lies. He had lied to his parents, pretending he was what they wanted. Lied to Dorris pretending to be what she wanted and lied to himself telling himself that all the lies had been what was best for everyone else. New life, new Bartlbe, no lies just the truth, as chunky and curvy as it was.

The badger checked the image, it was him. Well mostly, his face was partially obscured. Technically that was not a lie, he just was not ready to put that out there. Not yet anyway. Sitting on his hotel bed he started to fill in his profile. Bart69, a name he was already regretting. His quiet mind had rebelled for just long enough for him to put that out there. Now he was worried it gave the wrong message. That it said he was some sort of slut, or Jezzabell, as his mother would have called it.

However, he was unable to find a function that allowed him to change that name. So he guessed he was stuck with it. Bart Sixty-nine, the new him. A free, fun-loving guy. One who laughed at shy chunky accountant Bartlbe while he screwed like a pro, or was screwed by pros…or something.

If he was honest the badger was not entirely sure. He put himself down in the bi-curious section of the app. Thus far his sex life had been a once-a-week with Dorris. Sex was scheduled for Thursday evening, after date night. The dates had been fine, always the same restaurant, the one Dorris liked. Light some candles, then close his eyes and think of the porn he hoped none of his family ever found out he sneakily looked at. After a few minutes of thrusting it was done and he supposed it was pleasant enough.

One time he had suggested they try to spice things up with toys. He could still see Dorris's face; the sheer disgust and horror etched into her eyes. While her perfect composure never slipped and she calmly, clearly and firmly explained why that was a silly idea and that there was nothing wrong. Sure there had been nothing wrong, which was why the gardener had been banging her like she was a steel drum. The badger had just wanted to see if he could make her make the sounds he heard that horse had made her make.

Shaking thoughts of his past life from his mind he focused on the phone. Age: thirty-two. Not too old, not too young and yet far too inexperienced for his own liking. Height and weight, he typed in, maybe shaving a few pounds off. Just a few though, the few he was sure he would lose quickly on his new diet. His description was brief. “Bi-curious, new in town, looking to expand my horizons and see what's out there."

He stared at the line for a good ten minutes, editing it over and over in his head. It was stupid and lame, and so was he. With a determination nobody who knew him would suspect he had, he wrestled that demon aside and moved on. What was he looking for? Man or woman of similar age, for friendship or fun. That last bit made him pause again, was that being too forward, or was he just putting his cock out there? Then he took another breath, why not? Why not put his cock right out there? Maybe someone would want it and damn it… he was thirty-fucking-two, he could have a few one-night stands if he wanted. That's what guys were supposed to do, right? Sow some wild oats? Plough some fertile fields?

Checking the last box to say he was open to trans males or females too, he forced himself to upload the profile. Then he looked into the mirror, stared into his own brown eyes and said. “There, it's done." Once more he exhaled a deep breath of relief, feeling his shoulders lighten a little. He was out there… sort of, in some minor yet tangible way he was putting himself out there.

“Now, get your arse showered and dressed, you have a conference to go to," the badger said with a nod. That was why his boss had sent him to the city after all. Though part of it was he was transferring, in a few weeks. The badger had requested to move to somewhere he had no friends, no family. So nobody who knew the old him would see the new him. Not yet, not until he was ready.

The badger stared at his phone for a moment. He was out there now, there was no going back. Or more accurately there was going back, but he was determined not to. Bartlebe wondered if anyone might be looking at the app this early. Maybe he would come out of the shower and find a few people had liked his profile, maybe even a message. He jumped into the shower feeling excited and also questioning if he should have taken his profile picture after showering instead of before. Though he rather liked the fluffiness of his fur in the morning. Others might be looking for something a bit neater. Was he presenting the image of a scruff?

Forcing his mind to stop with the questions and doubts. He had a quick full body shampoo and rinse. Spending a while in the full body fur drier unit, just enjoying the jets of hot air as they blew his fur dry. Followed by a half hour of careful grooming. New City, New colleagues and new Bartlbe, he wanted to make a good impression.

In a freshly ironed shirt and a perfectly tied tie. The badger pulled on his suit waistcoat and then jacket and checked himself out. “Smart, and businesslike," he reassured himself. He picked up his phone and tried very, very hard to not notice the complete lack of messages or alerts. Then he grabbed his small briefcase and wallet before he left the room.

A taxi had been ordered and he settled down in the backseat and gazed out the window. Trying to drink in the new sights, and not look at his phone screen to see if anyone had liked or messaged him. There would be an alert so he would hear it anyway. The silence coming from his phone was almost deafening. He knew it was silly, it was early, and most people were dealing with work, just as he was. They were not checking out guys on an app. Maybe he could look and send out some likes himself when he got back to his hotel. Some people probably did not check it every day, there might be someone nice he could like and… the taxi stopped and his driver let him know they were there and money was expected. Bartlbe paid and added a generous tip, feeling more optimistic he headed into the conference centre.

After registering and being given the conference pack he found where his company's table was. He was not expected to man it, but he thought he should go and say hello. Finding the table manned by a single female lion in a sharp suit he put on his friendliest smile and went up to introduce himself, “Hi, I'm Bart. I'm from Ecobosnic too." He said, holding out his card and hand for a shake.

The lioness glanced at his paw and then gave him a rather tired look, “So they did send someone else, you could have got here sooner and helped me set up. I'm Selena." She took his card and tossed it down without looking at it, then gave him a very short and very light handshake. “Can you man the booth for a bit, I need to go to the ladies? The booth needs to be manned all day!"

“Err.. sure," the badger replied. His boss had been quite explicit that he was not supposed to man the booth, he was supposed to be mixing and looking to create networking opportunities that could generate some revenue. However, clearly, it was not fair for Selena to work the booth alone and everyone needed bathroom breaks. “There's a lecture on recent tax legislation at ten. I really don't want to miss that. Oh, and it's nice to meet you, Selena!"

Selena barely acknowledged the badger's response with a noncommittal shrug as she made a direct line away. Bart sat down behind the desk trying very hard not to note that Selena had been going in the opposite direction of the toilets he had passed on his way in. However, it was a big centre, there probably were other facilities.

Two hours later he spotted Selena as she was talking and laughing with a group of other people in suits. Glancing at the clock which was showing it was eleven he took a frustrated breath and stood up. Pushing his way over to her quickly, “Hey, Selena!" He said as he shouldered his way into her group. “Sorry, I just. I was not sent here to man the booth and you said you just needed the toilet, two hours ago."

“Oh right, Bert!" Selena said with a smile that reeked of insincerity. “I just bumped into a few colleagues and clients. This is Kurt and Tony from the Gleeson account and they had some questions, however, you are right. I will get back to the booth. Maybe you can help them with their problem."

Bartlbe bit back any anger and gave a friendly nod and hello to the two males the lioness had been talking to. “Hi, sorry I'm Bart, not Bert. Bart Thompson, I'm transferring here in a couple of months. I can't help you right now. I am sure Selena can. Now I've missed my lecture and I have some networking to do. It was nice to meet you, Kurt and Tony. Selena, I will check back with you sometime. I look forward to working with you." The lioness shot him a look that let him know he had made an enemy already. Though he suspected she might regret that if she read the card and realised the badger was going to be working with her boss, as his new boss.

The rest of the day was not much better than the start. He shook a few hands and made some small talk with people. Shared cards and discussed tax laws. Conversation so dry that it seemed to evaporate the very soul of the people engaged in it. What was worse was that every few hours he checked his phone and every few hours he had no new messages. Save for a text from his boss asking how things were going, to which he responded with a slight lie; that things were fine.

Taking a brief break from the melee the badger ducked into the toilets to relieve himself. Looking in the mirror, his ironed shirt was slightly crumpled, his tie crooked and his cheeks hurt from the fake smiling he had been doing. Leaning down he splashed his face with water, enjoying the coolness on his eyelids and fur.

There was to be an evening event. A large dinner and some awards or something. Bartlbe was supposed to attend. Glancing at his phone, once more to see nothing, the badge knew he had nothing better to do. “Fuck it!" He said loudly to himself and then flushed with embarrassment as a few other gentlemen using the facilities glanced at him. New city, new job, same old Bartlbe. Just a boring accountant, nothing had changed except for his marital status. Nothing was waiting for him, save for an empty hotel room and a lifetime of helping rich people stay rich.

Bartlbe left the bathroom at speed and made a beeline directly for the company booth. Selena gave him a smile as he approached, one that oozed insincerity. A smile he was so very sick of seeing and not just on Selena's face. He was not sure what his intention was, but in the end, he just stormed past her and right out of the convention centre. Welcoming the cool late afternoon air on his fur. He spotted a line of taxis no doubt just sitting and waiting to take convention goers places.

He made a direct line for the nearest one. Bartlbe could see a jaguar sitting in the driver's seat. The feline was holding his phone and did not seem to see his approach. Just as Bartlbe's paw touch the door handle a buzz went off in his pocket. The driver looked up and they made eye contact and he nodded. Jumping into the backseat, Bartlbe said, “The Hilton hotel please."

“Yes, Sir," the driver replied, his voice heavily accented with a nice almost musical Latin quality. Fastening his seatbelt the badger pulled out his phone and saw his profile had gotten a like. A grin instantly hit his face as he opened up the app to see the alert. Following it back to the account that had liked him. Twenty-eight-year-old male, a jaguar. Bart eyed the profile pictures eagerly. They were far better than his and there were multiple of them. The cat clearly worked out, he had muscles that showed through his thick plush fur. Bart was not sure why someone that attractive would be liking his profile. However, he was not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, not today of all days. So he hit the like button.

From the front, there was a soft bzzt, bzzt a half second later. The driver's eyes glanced into the rearview mirror. Bart did not notice either of those events as he opened the messaging part of the app. His head filled with a dozen different things he could or should say. In the end, he went with something fairly short and noncommittal. “Hey, how are you?"

Bzzt Bzzt! The driver glanced in his mirror again as they stopped at a red light and picked it up. “Sorry, Sir. Just checking." The driver said, Bart shrugged, far too intent on his own phone to pay too much attention.

A moment later his phone gave a bzzt bzzt! To alert him of a message response, “Hola, guapo. Doing good, just working. How're you?" A quick search on google translate made Bartlebe flush a little.

Then he responded, “Not bad, just escaping a boring convention. I'm in town for a few days, you want to get a coffee or something, maybe?" It was forward, but today was a day for the badger to give the reverse gear a middle-finger salute. Onwards and… onwards! He pressed send, and once more a soft bzzt, bzzt came from the driver's phone.

Bartlbe felt his heart racing. This was it, he was getting out there. Oh to see his parent's faces if they knew their only son was trying to arrange a date with another guy. A really hunky guy. The pictures really were nice, especially the ones in just underwear. Bart knew a lot of gay guys liked jockstraps. Getting a little flash of a pert jaguar ass in one, he really could see why. It seemed almost like a frame for the delicious mound. He tried not to picture what his own chunkier ass would look like in such underwear. Bart wore baggy boxers, though… he was thinking maybe he should put on some briefs or something, just in case the guy was up for a meeting that day. Certainly, he would want to wear something more appropriate for any date. Though he knew he was getting a few steps ahead of himself.

The car stopped at another red light and the driver checked his phone, “I'm free this evening, guapo." The purred words confused the badger. It was not until his eyes looked at the screen on the jaguar's phone and saw the message he had just sent that the penny finally dropped.

“You're Mateo28?" the badger asked, stuttering a little as he was suddenly hit with a reality he was expecting a lot more time to prepare for.

“Si and you're Bart69," chuckled the jaguar as the light turned green and he started to drive.

“Oh… I'm sorry…" the badger began to say.

“Nothing to be sorry for, guapo. Though this may be the fastest I have gone from liking a profile to meeting," Mateo responded and Bart felt a nervous excitement rising inside him.

“I… I'm new to town, and if I'm honest, new to dating guys. Just got out of a divorce and… I kinda wanted to explore," the badger said, and then added. “Sorry, I also tend to overshare when I'm nervous."

“Nothing to be nervous about, is nothing wrong with trying new things," the feline's words were purred and his soft accent felt really pleasant in Bart's ears.

“Yeah, I guess. Still can't help it. I hope that's ok," replied the badger feeling slightly awkward as he realised very soon they would get to his hotel and he would have to pay and tip his date for the evening.

“It's fine, guapo. Don't worry, everyone feels such on their first time," Mateo replied smoothly. “You just let Mateo know if you want things to slow or stop. I will listen."

“T…thanks, “ Bart muttered, still feeling incredibly warm. “D… do you mind if I ask… why you picked my profile. I mean… you're really hot and I'm…"

“Tú eres guapo!" cut in the feline firmly. “I see you and I enjoy what I see. I like bigger guys, they are very sexy."

“Thanks… sorry, I just haven't been called that before," technically Dorris had said it a few times, but Bart had never really trusted that she meant it. Less so when she saw her legs around the waist of their gardener. Though he knew that Mateo had no reason to lie, the jaguar clearly could get almost any guy, or girl, he wanted. “Also, I don't speak Spanish, sorry. Never was much good with languages."

“That, Bart, is a travesty!" Mateo replied. “I was saying you are handsome and I meant it."

“Yeah… I used Google translate when you said it in your direct message," the badger admitted. “I… would like to learn Spanish sometime. I certainly would like to get better with my tongue… ohh! I mean… oh my."

“It's ok, guapo. I know what you mean," Mateo interjected and Bart was grateful. “Y it was very cute too. Quiero darle a ese esponjoso culo tuyo toda la noche."

Bart flushed a little. He had not been called cute since he was a cub. “Sorry, I didn't catch that last part."

“It was nothing," Mateo replied, and for the first time Bart thought he caught some embarrassment in the jaguar's tone. “However, if you want I could help you learn to use your tongue."

“You mean with Spanish?" Asked Bart, strangely hoping that the answer was something different.

“Si, and other things," the words were once more purred and as they were stopped at a red light the jaguar turned and Bart could see some lust in the dazzling emerald green eyes.

Gulping and feeling his cock starting to firm in his boxers, “I… would like that. I mean… if it's no trouble."

“No trouble, I know a place we could park for some privacy." The jaguar replied as he turned back to watch the road.

That was an offer so clear even Bart knew that they were not going anywhere private for a Spanish lesson. “I… would like that. I just… I've never, with a guy."

“Si, you said, pero I have." Chuckled the jaguar. “I'm pretty good at it too." As he spoke the car turned off the main roads and Bart felt his excitement growing. This was something he had never even dreamed of doing. However, he knew he wanted it, at least once he wanted to do something just for himself. To give in the pleasure and his needs and see where it led him.

The car took a few turns and then pulled into a shady alley. There was no sign of anyone else, it looked like some hidden nook between rows of buildings. The sort of place only the residents might know. “W…what should I do?"

“Just stay there, guapo. I'll come back and give you your first lesson," Mateo's purring was getting louder. With the engine off it was the only sound Bart could hear. That and the crazy beating of his heart as he realised what was about to happen. A very hot guy was about to let him suck him off. Bart had seen so many videos and even practised on some of his toys. He hoped Mateo would let him know if he did anything wrong, and guide him through.

Mateo slipped out of the car. The walls of the alley were so close there was only just enough room for him to get out. He slid to the back door and opened it. Bart's heart raced as the feline slid inside, crawling on all fours. Closing the door behind him. Bart almost yelped as the jaguar's paws stroked over his crotch. “Sorry… you surprised me… I thought… I thought I'd be the one to…"

“Shhh, guapo. Soon. First… I demonstrate, then you imitate," chuckled the feline. While those dexterous fingers began to unfasten his belt and unbutton his pants. Bart gasped as he felt the pressure around his crotch lesson. Then moaned in shock as two warm palms reached inside and grasped firmly around his trembling cock.

Closing his eyes he whimpered, “sorry… if it's…"

“Bart sixty-nine, you must stop apologising, or I will think you do not want this. This is beautiful and perfect, not everyone expects you to be hung like a porn star. You are a cute guy, with a beautiful cock and a very, very fuckable ass. So just relax and let Mateo make you feel good, then you make Mateo feel good, si?"

“S…Si!" Bart's words were yelped out as fingers squeezed down around his cock making him gasp in pleasure. This felt so different to everything he had ever done before. The thrill of being with a lover he barely knew, and yet already was beginning to trust. The feel on those hands grasping him, words that were not just reassuring they were spoken and purred with such confidence that he did not question their sincerity.

“Ha, see you learn quickly, guapo," Mateo purred, the feline's head lifted up and Bart gasped as soft lips pressed to his. He returned the kiss, hesitantly and cautiously at first. Yet as the purring vibrations made thrills run through him, he kissed with increasing passion. Their lips parted and their tongues danced, Mateo tasted sweet and yet savoury. Bart found himself hungering for more and so when the kiss was broken he moaned in disappointment, wishing it could continue. “Now, the lesson really begins."

Bart had barely registered those words when the dark-furred head dove down. His squeal of bliss was almost deafening in the quiet of the car. A warm muzzle slipped expertly around his cock. A rough feline tongue lapping over his glans and meatus. The barbs on his tongue caused so much increased friction that he almost came on the spot. However, he managed through sheer will to force himself away from that moment.

He closed his eyes and rested against the car seat, noting that he had not even unfastened his seatbelt. It seemed such a silly detail and yet he was determined to remember every last detail of this encounter. His mind tried to commit every sound, every scent and sight to indelible parts of his memory. The vibrations from Mateo's purr sent little pleasant waves of pleasure running down his shaft. The feel of an expert tongue teasing his cocktip. The suction seemed to take him right up close to the point of pain and then relaxed enough to feel good.

Those purring lips slipped down and he felt hot breath on his crotch and he winced. “I haven't had a chance to shower… s… I hope that's ok." He at least managed to stop himself from apologising once more. The jaguar gave a soft moan of pleasure that someone said very eloquently that Mateo did not mind the badger being a little musky on his tongue. Bart's paws grasped at the sea, wanting to grab that head. To run his fingers through the jaguar's thick fur, and trace the beautiful markings. Yet he held back, worried that if he did something wrong he would break the spell, the moment and he might lose everything all at once.

Mateo's head bobbed faster, his tongue ever eager and never still. While his maw suckled and slurped. Bart gasped as he felt a slight pressure and heard the sound of gulping. His lover was swallowing his precum, and he wondered how it tasted. Was it bitter to the feline? He hoped it was pleasant and that the jaguar wanted more.

Moreover, he thirsted to taste the jaguar's own. To wrap his eager inexperienced lips around the feline's cock, to suck it for all he was worth. God he needed it so bad, he needed to show the feline he could be a good lover too. That even if he was inexperienced he was eager, oh so fucking eager. He wanted to try it and so much fucking more. Maybe he could get Mateo to come back to his hotel room, he had lube and they could order room service afterwards and … hell he'd cover the guy's wages for any lost fares. He just wanted this moment to never end.

Biting his lip the badger fought his own desire to thrust, to fuck the wonderful warmth that surrounded and teased his meat. However, he also felt his orgasm fast approaching. Whimpering he knew this time he would not be able to hold it back, “I'm… close." He whispered in warning, expecting those lips to be pulled off and replaced by a talented paw that would milk him dry. Or maybe he would have to use his own paw as he had with Dorris.

However, the only thing that happened was Mateo picking up the speed around his cock. The feline purred louder and louder as it milked his dripping cock. He knew the jaguar had heard him and all he had done was make him hungrier for badger cum. Bart cried out in desperate bliss as his orgasm took hold. Waves of pleasure flooded down his cock as it throbbed hard, thick jets of pent-up seed flooding the muzzle of his lover. He felt pressure around his cock and heard the gulping sound once more and he trembled to think his lover was drinking his cum with every sign of enjoyment.

His orgasm began to fade and Bart lay back in the chair panting heavily, “Oh fuck… that was… that was so good."

“See, Mateo knows what he is doing," purred the feline, licking his lips.

“I… I should… I mean I want to…reciprocate," the badger replied with a nod towards the feline's crotch. He could see a tent pitched there and he very much wanted to enjoy some camping in that tent.

“Si, pero maybe we could… you have a hotel room yes?" Mateo's words seemed to have been pulled from his own mind. Not that it had not been hot to get blown in a car, but he was very aware they could be caught any moment.

“Si… yes, I do. Are you… I mean you're working…"

“Not anymore," purred the jaguar. “Working has ended, fun time is just beginning." Mateo placed another kiss on his lips and Bart gasped to taste his own musk on his lover's lips. Then the feline climbed forward into the driving seat. It wasn't until the car started moving that Bart remembered himself and refastened his pants. He wondered just how far they were from his hotel. His cock was already starting to swell with the thought of getting to repay the favour, to wrap his lips around the jaguar's cock and see what it felt like, what it tasted and smelled like. He wondered what it would feel like to run his fingers through the feline's silky fur and if he would want to do more. Fuck, he hoped the jaguar wanted more.

The taxi pulled out of the alley and less than a minute later he saw his hotel come into view. Mateo must have known they were that close. A couple of minutes later they pulled into the hotel's underground parking. The badger was so excited that he almost forgot his briefcase when he jumped out of the car. Mateo let the badger lead the way into the lobby and to the elevator.

Bart hated the slightly nervous feeling in his stomach as they walked past the front desk. The desk clerk was the same one who had booked him into his room, a room for one, the previous evening. They did nothing but give a vague and polite smile as the two lovers walked through the lobby. However, in his own mind, the badger instantly wondered if they knew that he was bringing a guy back to his room. They knew he was staying there on his own.

Fortunately, the elevator was waiting on the ground floor and no other patrons were getting on. “It's ok, guapo," Mateo whispered softly in his ear as the door closed. “They don't care and have already forgotten they saw us."

“I… was it that obvious?" Bart stammered as the elevator began to rise.

“To them, probably not, pero I have been where you are," the jaguar said with a reassuring and yet sad smile. “Catholic parents, mi Madre has never forgiven me. It hurts, pero no para siempre. Not always."

“Thanks," Bart whispered as the elevator stopped and the door opened.

“De nada," purred the jaguar. “Now, less thoughts of others and more thoughts of what we will do with each other, si?"

“Si!" Agreed the badger, knowing that it would be far easier once inside his room to forget everything outside it. Especially if what happened in the taxi was any indication of what he could expect. He could feel his excitement start to rise again as they dashed down the narrow hotel corridors to his room Rushing inside and shutting the door behind them, closing the world out for a while.

Feeling a little nervous, the badger gave a smile, “I… do you want me to… I mean…"

Mateo gave a broad grin and strode confidently to the bed and a moment later his jeans hit the floor. He sat down on the bed with his legs well spread. A half-hard black cock resting between his muscular thighs. “If you would like to taste me, guapo, you may. If that is your choice."

Bart's eyes went wide, as he took in the beautiful specimen before him. The nice-sized length rested snuggly on some plump balls. He had run through scenarios like this a dozen times in his mind, with a paw on his cock. Yet this was somehow different to every single one of those fantasies. “I… will you guide me?"

“Si, it's not so hard. First on your knees and get a sniff, then a taste." The feline pointed to the floor between his feet and Bart obediently fell to his knees between them. Bart leant forward and gave a light sniff, and then inhaled deeply letting the scent flood his nostrils. Earthy and musky, with a bitter tang that tickled his nose gently. His mouth began to flood and he pressed further forward, opening his lips and kissing the half-hard tip.

An explosion of taste met his tongue, mixing with the scent. Sweat and something positively tangy, the musk even stronger. While above him a deep rumbling purr erupted from the feline's chest. Never did he think he would hear something so deliciously erotica as that sound, the sound of a lover he was pleasuring. The black cocktip throbbed against his lips, growing firmer and larger by the moment. It jerked again and he glanced up, to see Mateo smiling with mischief in his eyes. The cock flexed once more, pulling free from his lips for a second and then swinging back down in the lewdest pecking kiss Bart had even dreamt of.

“Now, guapo. Time to take it in," the words were purred and yet there was a slight sharpness, a commanding tone. It triggered something in Bart's mind that had lain almost dormant save in his most salacious dreams or internet searches. He knew he had to obey those words, not because he lacked the choice, but because he wanted to do whatever his lover wanted. Whatever it would take to have him make more pleasured sounds.

His lips pushed forward and he felt the full cocktip slip between them and onto his tongue. Trying to emulate what Mateo had done to him, he let his tongue glide over the swollen glans, the tip teasing the meatus. His ears drank in the deep gasp and soft moan that echoed down from above. He felt the most delightful thing he had ever sensed, a cock growing fully hard against his tongue and swelling between his lips. “Mmmm bueno, guapo. Now let's see how much you can take. Don't force it, watch your teeth, they can hurt. Use your tongue and lips to protect me. Biting is a much-advanced thing, too advanced for my tastes."

The badger followed every word, pushing forward. A thrill ran down his spine as he felt the smooth member slipping slowly between his lips. Every tiny bump, every vein tickling his lips in a wonderful lascivious way. While the jaguar's rumbling purr grew in direct relation to the depth of his cock inside the badger's muzzle. He pushed forward until he felt his jaw starting to ache from stretching, and he felt the blunt tip pressing near the back of his throat.

Two warm palms stroked suddenly over his cheeks and he almost jumped from the sudden sensation. He resisted the instinct, fearing that his sharp teeth might slip free and his night might end most ignobly. “Bueno, guapo. Now, pull back and increase the suction a little. My cock is not so fragile that it can't take a bit more force." Bart pulled back, sucking slowly firmer as he let that cock out of his mouth. Stopping as he had just the tip inside his maw.

“Mmmm muy bueno. Now, guapo, faster and suck more," the cat purred and for the first time, Bart noticed a strain in that controlled voice. It took him a moment to realise the voice was strained because of the pleasure he was bringing his lover. As his lips pushed forward, his brain replayed those words and he heard the tremble in that voice. His second push forward was rewarded with a throb of the thick length and a sudden new taste, tangy, bitter and sharp. Precum, dripped over his tongue and he swallowed instinctively.

“Bueno, more, faster," Mateo purred louder. The badger this time picked up instantly on the strained yet pleasured tones of the feline's word. He closed his eyes, focusing on his other senses. The feel of cock between his lips, every tiny bump, twitch and throb. Those paws stroking his cheeks so reassuringly. The taste and smell of his lover. While his suit pants were heavily stained with the copious pre his own unregarded cock was leaking in his excitement.

“Oh dios, more… faster," the jaguar gasped and he responded. Moving faster and faster, a great swell of pride in his chest. He had taken that first step and he was doing well, the jaguar's guidance had been good. With each motion, his confidence grew and he started to pick up the speed, taking control for the first time. Listening to his lover making guttural sounds of pleasure. A feeling of control he had never expected hit him, he may be on his knees serving the other and yet he knew he was suddenly in charge.

Mateo's sounds only grew louder and louder, his words almost entirely Spanish and he made a promise to himself he would learn their meaning. Even though he could not translate, he guessed they were lewd and wonderful. He kept his rapid pace up, feeling his neck muscles start to complain, but he fought to keep going. The last thing he ever wanted to do was stop, his muscles be damned, he was going to suck this feline until he got the mouthful he had dreamt of.

“Oh si guapo, te voy a llenar el culo de leche," the feline practically roared out loud. Bart had no idea what any one of the words was, and yet he knew their meaning was something deliciously lewd. After all, no man screams out a shopping list, or a detailed critique of the latest movie while someone is sucking on his cock.

More precum leaked onto his tongue and he swallowed greedily, keeping up the pace as his feline lover cried out more lewd phrases he could not comprehend, but badly wished he could, “te voy a dar tan duro que lo vas a sentir toda la semana". He relished every syllable and the sounds spurred him on. While the dull ache in his neck became more acute, he pushed himself to go faster. Wanting to prove to Mateo and himself that he could do it, that he could bring his lover to orgasm. Those paws on his cheek grasped tightly, he could feel claw tips lightly pushing through his fur as they slid out of feline velvet. Mateo gave a deep-throated cry of pure bliss and Bart found his head held still.

A heartbeat later the cock between his lips began to throb and floods of viscous feline cum sprayed to the back of his throat. The taste was less potent than the precum, waterier and yet what it lacked in strength it more than made up for in volume. He swallowed just before his mouth filled to capacity, and then again and again as the feline held him firmly on the erupting maleness. Not that it mattered to Bart, he would happily stay there all night just drinking in the pleasure he had brought to another.

As the flow stopped, Mateo's grip on his head began to lessen and he pulled his paws away. "Muy bien, guapo. That was good, for a first time." The feline purred softly. Bart felt the softening cock pull free from his lips and he wondered what he should do next. The erection between his thighs screamed that he had better do something fun.

“T… thank you," the badger mumbled, getting to his feet, his legs feeling wobbly and the pain in his neck fading to a dull; ache. “D…do you want something to drink or eat? I could call for some room service."

“No, ahora, I am hungry for other things. Te quiero coger ya mismo," the words were growled with passion and Bart's eyes spotted the feline's cock twitching as they were spoken. “If you want to fuck, I would like that." The jaguar explained and Bart's cock screamed at him that he had better say yes or die with the bluest of balls.

“I… would like to try that, yes," the badger admitted, once more feeling nervous, a thousand snakes seemed to be having a party in his stomach.

Mateo gave him a confident smile, “better prepare you first, guapo, are you clean?"

Gulping Bart replied, “I haven't been tested but I've only ever been with my w…wife."

The jaguar shook his head and rolled off the bed, for a moment Bart worried he had given the wrong answer. “I mean, when did you last wash? In the morning? Shower time. If I'm going to eat your ass I want it clean and fresh."

Bart froze like a prey animal spotting a predator, caught between the fight or flight response. Mateo pulled his t-shirt off and strode confidently into the bathroom, “if you want me to eat you out first. Eat, finger and fuck." The badger still had not quite processed what was being suggested. However, the beautiful jaguar was asking him to shower with him. That much was an easy thing to say yes to.

His three-piece suit was removed in record time and his fully erect pink meat bounced as he dashed into the bathroom. The hotel bathroom had both a bath and a separate large shower cubicle, currently occupied by a large predatory animal steaming up the glass door. Bart opened the door and a feline paw grabbed his wrist and he was pulled into a wet embrace and a deeply passionate kiss.

The feline spun him around and under the full flow of the shower. While their tongues danced, strong hands caressed down his flanks and stroked around the curves of his belly, making Bart squirm just a little inside with embarrassment. Bart's hands grasped the back of his lover, enjoying the feel of a warm firm body under his fingers. While his mind wondered if Mateo really would do all he said.

As if answering his question the feline broke the kiss. With a tug, the jaguar turned him around to face the wall. Warm water from the shower cascaded down his back and over his buttocks. He gasped when Mateo's paws grasped his buttocks, pulling them apart. Bart cried out as three fingers stroked down between his buttocks. Running over his puckered entrance, running back and forth over his entrance. For a moment Bart thought the jaguar might have decided to skill straight to fingering.

“Nice and clean," Mateo purred over his shoulder and the jaguar slipped down to his knees. Bart started at the hotel's faded blue shower tiles as his heart raced. His furry cheeks were pulled apart and a second later he gasped out loud. A warm raspy sensation stroked up his taint slowly. Mateo's barbed tongue pulled and scratched his flesh. When it stroked over his puckered ring he whimpered, closing his eyes. His cock throbbed, with warm water flowing down his length.

He wanted to say something, to offer words of encouragement, or gratitude. However, he could not think of anything and as that tongue wormed and squirmed against his entrance he soon could think of nothing but the strangely enjoyable tickling sensation. The feline tongue worked its way deeper inside him. A firm paw grasped around his cock and began to jerk it quickly.

Biting his lip, Bart's paws rested on the wall, and he leant forward. While his mind and boy raced. The sensations and emotions swirled far faster and stronger than he had expected. That tongue delved deeper and deeper, squirming inside his rump. He never thought any lover would be willing to do that to a chunky ass like his. Hearing the deep purr of content, even feeling the vibrations of it through the cat's tongue, Bart could hardly control his lust and need.

His cock was tingling as the paw worked it over. It was clear that Mateo was very used to handling other males. The warm water from the shower made his cock slick enough, washing the heavy precum away. Bart could feel his balls growing tight already. After his excitement from giving head, he started the shower several steps down the road to his orgasm.

With the pleasure building far faster than he was expecting, Bart gave a warning whimper. “I…oh god… I'm close." The tickle from inside and the paw deftly stroking his needy meat. His mind was lost in a mixture of lust and physical sensations. Bart gasped and moaned, his entire body tensing up, the tongue pulled from his buttocks. While his cock began to throb and jets of badger spunk sprayed over the shower cubicle wall. Mateo's hand sped up, milking everything they could from his needy length.

Bart panted and gasped as the last few drops were squeezed from his softening cock, “I'm sorry… I just … wasn't ready for so much." The badger flushed, once more worried by how quickly he had shot.

Mateo laid a light peck on his buttock, before getting to his feet. “Is nothing to apologise for." The feline leant forward, water raining down on them both as they kissed passionately. The jaguar's paws grasped on his buttocks and his fingers found Bart's pucker once more. The tips lightly teased his entrance and Bart could not help but push back against them, wanting so much to do more. Mateo broke the kiss and growled “Me muero de ganas de follarte."

“Huh?" Bart asked his mind still in a daze from the passionate kiss. His cock was miraculously already back to half-mast.

The jaguar gave him a quick peck, as he turned off the water and whispered, “I want to fuck you, very much, right now."

“H…here?" Bart asked though he knew if the answer was yes, he would do whatever Mateo asked. Assume any position.

“Bed," Mateo growled, grasping his paw and pulling him from the shower. The jaguar walked past the fur drying unit and the two left watery pawprints all the way back to the bed. Mateo paused by the bed to rummage in the pocket of his discarded pants, pulling out a couple of familiar items. “Lube." The jaguar said by way of explanation.

Patting the bed Mateo growled, “here, on your stomach." Bart's body moved before the words had even reached his brain. The badger threw himself face-first down on the bed. His stumpy badger tail quivering in expectation. Looking back he saw Mateo tearing open a packet of lube with his sharp fangs and covering his fingers. Glancing lower, he could see the feline's fully erect cock twitching. Gulping he realised within minutes that cock would be inside him. So many years wondering what it would be like, fingering himself and riding toys and finally, he would get to try the real thing.

The feline licked his lips and Bart jumped a little as he felt a cold wet lump press to his pucker, “shhh, it's ok. Just relax, guapo. If it hurts tell me, if you want me to stop or slow just say." The words were purred soothingly and Bart nodded dumbly in response. While he grasped and clenched the now wet bedding under him. “Don't clench," Mateo growled and Bart realised he had tensed every muscle in his body in expectation.

Taking a deep breath, he did his best to make his body and in particular, his butt relax. Then he felt a push, just a gentle one, followed by another and he felt his ring open a tiny bit. More pushes and soon Mateo's fingertip was inside. There was no pain from a single finger and he focussed on his breathing, long slow deep breaths in and out. He had fingered himself many times, so he knew he could take several fingers. Three had been his maximum so far, though he suspected that soon his maximum would be described by the girth of Mateo's cock.

“That's good," purred Mateo. The jaguar's finger was easily halfway inside him, just pushing in and pulling out over and over, twisting and pushing. With each thrust, the digit probed a little deeper and the sensations grew a little. Under him, his cock was already fully erect again. However, Bart did his best to ignore it. After shooting early twice, he did not want to do so this third time. He wanted to wait until Mateo was inside him, ideally filling his depths with cum.

The badger felt a strange pang of pride as he felt Mateo's knuckle pressing to his taint. He had taken the first finger easily. “Bueno, guapo. Next finger." The feline purred and Bart felt something new teasing his entrance, the thrusting inside him and stretching his ring much wider. He took a sharp intake of breath and the finger's stopped, “are you ok?"

“Yes, please don't… don't stop," murmured the badger, feeling slightly embarrassed, and yet at the same time reassured. “I have fingered myself before, and taken some toys. I might not have been with anyone before, but… I know I want this, I really really fucking want this, you know?"

Mateo gave a soft chuckle, “sí, lo sé." The purred words were punctuated by two fingers thrusting deeper inside him. Bart gave a cry at the strange tickling sensation. Somehow it was different to his own fingers. Partly because he was not having to twist at awkward angles, but also because he had no control of the fingers. He vaguely remembered reading that a person cannot tickle themselves because they know where and when their own fingers will move or something like that. Bart guessed it was the same for this sort of intimate action, you could finger fuck yourself into oblivion and still not be ready for what someone else would do to your rear if they got the chance.

Two full fingers stuffed into his rear, and he felt the first twinge of discomfort as they reached the knuckle. It faded quickly as they pulled out and then thrust in again. Bart tried to focus on his breathing again, letting his ass relax and stretch around the invading digits. All the while in his mind he was thinking that he was doing it, he was finally doing it. “One more." The words surprised him and he could hear the slight question in the jaguar's tone and nodded his head enthusiastically. Wanting more than ever to move on to the next part, to being fucked. His mind was flooded with images of Mateo's cock, stretching his ass, to the jaguar laying over him, that perfectly pert ass twitching and thrusting away like he had seen on so many videos online.

The third finger stung as it pushed in, Bart tried to hide his pain. However, Mateo paused several times anyway. Each time he felt his body relax around the invading fingers. “That feels… good," Bart moaned softly as he felt those knuckles once more on his taint. Three full fingers, moving and teasing his insides. A pleasant sensation as they slid in and out, his ring stretching and contracting around them. “I think I'm ready… if you want to that is."

“Want to?" Mateo asked with a laugh. “Voy a darte por culo hasta que te tiemblen las piernas." Those words were said with a mixture of a pure and growl.

“I don't know what that means," snorted the badger and then he gave a slight yelp as the fingers inside him thrust back and forth several times quickly. The change in sensation took his breath away and made his cock throb under him.

“Don't worry, guapo, I will show you," laughed the feline and Bart moaned as all three fingers were pulled from his rear. Two paws grasped his hips and tugged on them, “back a little and lift your ass a bit." The jaguar commanded and he obeyed, letting his more experienced lover position him. “Now clench down as hard as you can and stay clenched until you can't anymore."

That confused the badger, everything they had been doing was to get him to relax. However, as the jaguar's black cocktip pressed to his pucker he clenched on instinct. “Trust me, guapo. Clench hard." Bart bit his lip and did as he was instructed, so far the jaguar had given him nothing but reasons to trust him. However, if he thrust while the badger was clenched it would be unpleasant for both.

Bart bit down on his lip, closing his eyes and he clenched down and waited for whatever was to come. The seconds passed and became a minute, his ass muscles began to ache and burn. He fought to hold the clench for as long as he could until with a gasp he relaxed his exhausted muscle. Then he gave a cry of surprise as the feline pounced. His tired ring was stretched almost painlessly as half of Mateo's length slid inside him with only the mildest twinge of pain. “Fuck!"

“Si, now we fuck," chuckled Mateo. The jaguar's natural confidence came through in his tone. However, his actions were far gentler, making small thrusts, and working his cock deeper. Bart moaned loudly as his ass was stretched further. The discomfort grew a little, while his lust grew a lot. His sexy lover was halfway inside him and the badger was not going to accept anything less than feeling Mateo's entire length buried in his rump.

With each little thrust, Mateo paused for a few seconds. Bart found the rhythm helped him prepare. Biting down on his lip he felt his ring stretching wider than any toy had ever stretched him. The discomfort was turning to pain, but he fought back on saying anything. He needed to take it all, to prove to himself more than anyone else that he could take it. “You feel muy rico." Mateo purred as he paused. Bart was grateful for the words as well as the pause. Flushed with joy and lust to hear his lover enjoying being inside him.

“It feels… good, a bit uncomfortable, but in a good way," the badger replied honestly.

“It feels better the more you do," replied the jaguar. Bart was pretty sure that was true, the first few times using his toys he had not felt much. Later he had grown to enjoy the sensations. Mateo's paws stroked up and down his flanks, following the natural curve of his belly. “Muy guapo." The feline purred and Bart suspected those words were not for him, no matter if he enjoyed hearing them.

Mateo's thrusting resumed and Bart felt that warm bulk inside him pushing deeper and deeper. It was a strange sensation, stretching him and yet warm and welcome. Then he felt Mateo's hips pushed firmly to his rump and he celebrated in his own mind. He had done it, the jaguar had bottomed out inside his tight ass. “Damn… there it is." He moaned happily.

“Indeed," purred the feline behind him, just holding still. The jaguar's paws roamed over his back, butt and flanks for a few moments. Bart knew the feline was giving him time to adjust.

“Fuck me," the badger gasped, and he looked back to meet Mateo's surprised green eyes. “Please, I need it… fuck me!"

“Si, guapo," Mateo purred and Bart groaned as the cock inside him slid back slowly. He felt the strange tickling sensations returning, the pain had eased and as it was thrust back in the pain did not return. He moaned happily as he closed his eyes, just basking in the sensations. Mateo pulled back and thrust again and this time the feline gave a soft moan of pleasure, his constant purring grew louder. Bart smiled to himself, the sounds of his lover's pleasure made his cock throb and ache. That was what he craved more than anything, to make others happy, it made him happy.

After a few more gentle thrusts, he pushed back suddenly into Mateo's thrusting hips. His reward was a deep gasp and cry of pleasure from his lover. “te gusta mi verga, eh guapo?" Followed by several faster thrusts, each one making him groan in pleasure. The tickle inside him was growing stronger with each thrust. Mateo's paws were no longer roaming, they grasped onto his hips tightly, possessively. The feel of his grip triggered submissive urges Bart had never experienced before.

Gasping, the badger pushed back again. Mateo's pace grew faster. The jaguar's voice lifted up, and a string of Spanish words flooded out, far too fast for the badger to keep up with. However, the lust in his tone let Bart know he was doing well. Taking a breath he gave a light clench on the jaguar's thrusting cock and was rewarded with a louder cry of pleasure and a much harder thrust.

His confidence and lust were higher than they had ever been. Bart pushed back more. Clenching down regularly and listening for every purr, every cry and every word of Spanish spoken by a male lost to the pleasure of his body. “Ah! Sí!" Bart held nothing back, while under him his cock stained the sheets heavily with precum. However, despite his cock tingling and begging him to grab it, he held back. This was his time to pleasure Mateo, to show his lover that he could bring pleasure as well.

Mateo's hips smacked off his, the thrusting growing in speed and strength. The room echoed with the slap of their wet furry bodies crashing into each other lewdly. He could feel that cock teasing his insides in a way no fingers or toy ever had. With each passing moment, Mateo's control seemed to be slipping and Bart wondered just how much longer his lover could last. A few seconds or a few minutes, neither made a difference to him. All he wanted to do was feel the big cat emptying inside him.

“Fuck…oh fuck!" Bart gasped, as the feline reamed his depths like no toy had even come close to. Mateo's fingers dug into his hips almost painfully tightly, he could feel the claws slightly. With such a strong grip, pulling him back into every powerful thrust, his head spun. While Mateo's voice grew more and more bestial, and desperate. With each passing moment, the strength of his thrusting grew.

Suddenly, Mateo launched himself forward, landing on Bart's back. The feline's hips did not skip a beat as they bred his rear desperately, with short, powerful and rapid thrusts. His purring mixed with snarls of passion and Bart cried out as the feline bit down on his shoulder. The pain was sharp and yet somehow wonderful. He reached back with a hand, grasping the jaguar's head and holding him down in the bite as Mateo's cries of passion grew louder, even while muffled by his shoulder.

The jaguar delivered one last savage thrust and he felt the body above him convulsing and twitching. Inside him, he thought he felt a warmth spreading and soon he felt a trickle of warm liquid flowing down his taint. The bite on his shoulder eased and Mateo began to pant heavily. Bart could feel his dick aching under him, but with the weight of Mateo pressing him down he could not get to it and he wanted nothing more than to lay like that forever.

However, all too soon, Mateo seemed to come to his senses and the jaguar rolled off to the side and lay beside Bart, stroking his flank softly. Bart rolled to look at the jaguar, unable to stop himself from beaming with pride at having taken everything. His rump was telling him he was going to pay for it over the next few days. However, it was a price worth paying and as a trained accountant he was qualified to make that judgement.

“Me hacia falta un culo como el tuyo." A dark-furred hand grasped around his cock, “now, let me finish you, guapo." Mateo purred, his other paw catching Bart's cheek and their lips met. The kiss was far more soft and tender. While the paw on his cock moved rapidly, milking his needy shaft. It took just a few strokes to push the badger over the edge and with a cry of pleasure into Mateo's mouth, he came. Spraying his lover's perfectly trained stomach with ropes of badger seed.

This time Bart did not feel the need to apologise. But he did whisper some thanks. Mateo kissed his nose and whispered, “I think I am ready for some room service, now."

Bart chuckled and crawled to grab the menu from beside the bed. They ordered some food and ate together talking more. While in Bart's pocket his phone buzzed many more times as other guys found the new profile. Though the badger paid it no attention, he was not sure where things would go with the jaguar, but he hoped that they would have more than one night together. He knew that someday he would need to face his parents and for the first time, he was certain that when that day came, he would be ready and hopefully not alone.

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