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This is a piece of anthropomorphic fiction and contains gay erotica. Hopefully you came here to read just that :)

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Hehhey!

If you read my earlier story "Hot And Rough Natural Feline Butt Sex", you might have already met Riley the panther and Jared the tiger. This is another glimpse into their interesting lives, and what these college guys get up to together! There will be another independent sequel to this one as well, so stay tuned!

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Links to earlier story:

http://beta.sofurry.com/view/278579

http://www.sofurry.com/page/278579

Enjoy y'all!

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Riley's long, ropey tail was looping happily behind him when he reached the door to number 22 on the sleepy block of flats where his boyfriend Jared lived, and pressed the doorbell twice before the excited panther got an answer. The old, worn-looking door opened, revealing the tall tiger wearing a striped red and white apron, and very little else, it seemed, because his firm arms were exposed to the panther's greatly appreciative eyes.

"Hi!" Riley beamed and pushed himself past the tiger into the musky cave that was Jared's enviously nice apartment only a ten minutes' walk away from the college where they both worked.

Immediately, a myriad of scents filled Riley's nose, getting past his excited state of mind. The panther sniffled the air, ears flicking when a purr rumbled out of his throat.

"Ahhh...and I came just right on time," the panther turned around to face the tiger in the small hallway, watching how Jared pulled the front door shut, his body twisting comfortably to accomplish the minor task.

"If you mean that you came right on time for the batch of rye bread I've got in the oven, you're right," Jared replied, standing in front of the door now, arms folded over his chest.

Riley could spot flecks of white over their striped fur, a confirmation that the tall cat had been caught in the act of baking in his kitchen.

"I really like your rye bread with some butter and milk," Riley grinned, licking his lips with his pink tongue that was especially highlighted against his dark cheeks.

"Consider it lucky timing," Jared snuffled, airs and tail flicking in amusement over the panther's presence in general.

"Heeeeyyy....," Riley's voice lowered into a purr as he walked across the hall in a couple of smooth, feline steps and put his arms around the tiger before tiptoeing up to kiss his muzzle.

Jared purred too as he shared a good hello kiss with his boyfriend, and his paws found the panther's butt and gave him a couple of appreciative squeezes on both sides while they added a little bit of tongue and some more groping into the mix. Both looked at each other with a special grin once they finally separated.

"I've also got ingredients for some tuna pie for the night," Jared added as they made their tail-looping way down the small hall and into the tiger's living room.

It was definitely not a tiny room, but being filled with most of the tiger's possessions made it certainly look crowded, at least to Riley, whose favorite pastime was to look around the place and see if anything had changed from the last time he was around at Jared's place. It was like one of those old memory games, when you were supposed to look at stuff and then one piece was taken away and you had to tell what was missing. In Jared's case, it was usually a matter of spotting what was new, that much Riley had learnt early on into their intimate relationship, and that's why he was doing the game even now.

His eyes wandered across the room, catching a sight of Jared's bare back and firm ass while the tiger walked through the kitchen doorway to continue whatever food preparations he had been involved in before the panther barged in. Riley stood next to an old armchair that sat opposite the television standing on a traditional apple basket on the corner, and he zoomed around the perimeter formed by fully stacked bookshelves and the piles of boxes that contained some of the tiger's treasures he wasn't really supposed to touch without supervision. There were strange knickknacks too, such as old movie posters, old floor lamps, empty bottles that were kept because they looked nice, rolled carpets, and an old sewing machine, even, stocked with boxes of associated equipment in a disarray of boxes nearby.

Riley chuckled briefly at the fact that Jared was probably the only guy he had ever known who mended and modified his own clothes, but it was a fun thing, nothing to make the tiger even more eccentric than he already was.

"Ha!" the panther's eyes caught the sight of something new hanging from a wall hook by the window, right next to the metal wire basket hanging from the window sill containing jars of bean sprouts that Jared kept on the sunlight to germinate them for making salads.

"What?" came Jared's voice from the kitchen while Riley wandered over to the new mystery object.

The panther found what he was looking for, a leather case with a strap on it, hanging from that hook, something that hadn't been there before. His nimble paws caught the contraption and pulled it down, and he used a convenient claw to snap open a lid on the top to reveal a dusty pair of binoculars inside a purple velvet interior. A little cloud of dust was unsettled by the movement, and Riley sneezed.

"Atshchoo!"

Jared's head appeared from the kitchen doorway, surveying the room for the presence of his boyfriend, and he finally caught him in the act, standing by the window with the makeshift greenhouse poised in front of it.

"Hehheh, I got that for five bucks, cool, eh? I think they're World War Two or something like that, I'm not sure, but they're in great shape and will be perfect for our birdwatching picnic next weekend."

Riley closed the lid on the tiger's new treasure before hanging the binoculars back to their assigned place. The panther leered and stretched a little, enjoying his own body in a very feline manner while bathing in the warm afternoon sun coming through the window and making him look even darker than he actually was, in comparison to the well-lit room.

"Heh, that's nice," he commented, flashing a toothy grin to the tiger who seemed to have accumulated even more flour over his hunky upper body.

"Yeah, my old pair wasn't as good, and I left those to the Market Tavern, so that someone who needs them can get them if they like," the tiger smiled back, ever so considerate.

Riley chuckled, his tail flicking happily.

"Well it's nice that you got a new home for them, I mean...," his eyes zoomed around the room, "you do have a bit of a hoarding habit, you know."

Jared leaned against the doorway, head tilted, his arms folded over his chest so that the stripy apron became slightly tangled under them.

"I just like keeping around things I might need, and most importantly, things others didn't need anymore that I can use," the tiger declared, accompanied by a lazy ear flick.

"It does make your apartment smell like a flea market," Riley smirked, enjoying teasing his recycling-minded boyfriend just a little about his habits.

"That's just the old clothes," Jared shrugged one of his shoulders, "all clothes start to smell like that when kept in enclosed spaces for too long."

"Fair enough," Riley chuckled, still smirking happily, the air indeed musky with old smell, mixed with the delicious smell of newly baking bread floating from the adjacent kitchen.

"How was your day?" Jared asked now, eyeing the panther with characteristic curiosity from his boyfriendly vantage point on the kitchen door.

"Oh, just great!" Riley jumped into action once more, walking on bouncy legs around a lace-shaded floor lamp and an old loveseat couch adorned in brown corduroy and missing a few of the decorative buttons. "I've got great news!"

"Oh?" the tiger's ears perked as he watched his springy partner make his tail-swaying rounds.

"Lemme borrow your computer and I'll show you, okay?" Riley grinned, and winked.

"Sure, I'll just go and wash a couple of pots and come right back, okay?" the tiger suggested, soon to be affirmed by a lot of nodding from the panther, and an air kiss he blew across the living room before Jared disappeared into the kitchen.

Riley flopped himself down upon the couch and pulled forward a painted wooden box that was positioned in front of the sofa, running on wheels Jared had rigged up so that the storage box could be easily moved and act as a table wherever needed. The panther slipped his fingers under the edge of the top of the box and lifted the surface up to reveal a closed laptop computer. By a hinge and an ingeniously rigged spring and a lever - just how did he come up with these things, Riley often wondered - the computer rose from its cavernous hiding place to be level with the top of the box, at a perfect height for use. The panther tapped on the power button to bring the computer out of hibernation, and checked that the broadband was connected before heading out to the mystery world beyond the physical universe.

His clicks and taps were soon interspaced with the swoosh of water and clicking of pans from the kitchen, lasting for a couple of minutes before the tiger re-emerged, drying his paws on a towel.

"The bread will be ready in a while," the tiger smiled as he walked over and sat down next to the hunched panther on the sofa, eyes turning down to curiously peep at the computer screen to see what his boyfriend was up to.

The tiger's ears flicked down as he realized that it wasn't quite what he had expected. The computer screen displayed the home page of something called RANGE PHYSIQUE, and was adorned by the picture of a cheeky-looking shirtless wolf staring at the camera over his shoulder, arms slung back a bit to shim himself off in a perfect handsome, brooding pose.

The tiger snuffled and tickled his panther's folded legs with his tailtip.

"You wanting to watch porn with me was the surprise?" Jared chuffed.

Riley chuckled and elbowed the tiger firmly, non-pulsed by the response.

"No, silly, they sell clothes here, look!"

Riley clicked on the button labeled: "ONLINE SHOP" and brought up a pretty generic front page, displaying rows of small pictures of their wares - all with slashed special offer prices on the offer, of course. He clicked around a few more pages, moving so fast that Jared had trouble keeping up with him while the panther navigated through the online shop, all the way until the wolf from before was back.

Now he was sitting on a chair, again with just his back to the camera, leaning against the back of the chair to show off that ripped back again, and his very nice-looking ass covered in a pair of tight-fitting jeans. The text box next to the picture of the same wolf standing upright with his paws in his pockets told both of them that these were the Rocky Mist model of jeans and that they cost 189,90 ,- plus tax.

"Nice, eh?" Riley's sheath felt nice and plump from staring at the rear-endowed wolf show off the jeans, but that was only a pleasant side effect of browsing the store, not his express purpose.

"I can get jeans that are just as good for five bucks," the apron-wearing tiger shrugged. "Don't need to spend that much on something so ridiculous...that's one third of my month's rent!"

Riley chuckled again and rubbed a paw across his hunky tiger's nearest leg.

"Ohh but they look so nice...I bet they'd look great on you," he winked.

Jared caught the panther's wandering paw and held it down against his thigh, baring his teeth just briefly, but playfully, because he knew how easy it was to get the panther go all weak-kneed in his arms, with just the right amount of who's the boss behavior.

"I don't really wear jeans much," Jared suggested next.

"But your ass looks great in some jeans!"

Jared's paw slipped behind the panther's back and copped a feel of Riley's own mostly hidden rump, giving it a nice squeeze that made the panther's tail loop wildly against the edge of the couch, and brought a pleased little purr from him as well.

"I'm more concerned about how your ass looks like," the tiger grinned with just the right amount of roughness in his usually well-mannered, measured rumble.

Riley chuckled and flicked his ears each in turn.

"So you think I'd look good in them?" the panther's expression was eager and curious as he looked back at the tiger.

Jared shrugged characteristically.

"You look best without anything covering your sweet little butt, Riles," Jared used his panther's pet name with a grin on his lips that wasn't wholly innocent.

The panther purred deeply and smiled, all fluttery-eyed for a moment before he managed to get a little more serious, at least temporarily.

"Well, what if I'd say that if it really does look good, there might be something in it for me?" the panther proposed.

Jared patted the panther butt with his big paw and chuckled.

"I'll fill you right up after dinner, I promise," the tiger smirked.

Riley snuffled.

"And here I thought I was horny...," the college panther sighed theatrically before he clicked on a link on the page to bring up what seemed to be a wall of text, right next to yet another picture of that same familiar wolf, this time standing with his legs wide apart and his arms pushed up to make a sort of an X with his body, perfectly showing off his very nice indeed butt.

"Look at that!"

INTERESTED IN MALE MODELING?

We here at Range Physique are preparing to launch a new collection of high quality jeans in the Rocky Mist Exclusive range, targeted at the easy-going, young, healthy young urban fur who wants to look his best in every situation. Our products are durable, stylish and produced according to the principles of sustained development from the design phase all the way to the final product at paw.

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As a part of our public outreach program to promote our product to our target group, we here at Range Physique have decided to open a public campaign in search of suitable models to promote our new range. We are looking for males of different species between 18 to 30 years of age leading healthy lifestyles. We want the faces of our campaign to be personable and unique, independent, photogenic individuals who lead their lives according to the values of our new product.

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We are ready to offer you a contract consisting of a photo campaign and a ready payment of 10,000 dollars for being chosen for the public campaign.

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If you are interested in joining our campaign, please provide following information and material and send it by email to our contact address:

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• photograph of valid ID license to ensure 18 years of age minimum

• work permit, student visa or green card may be required from non-citizens

• photographs at maximum available resolution in bit map and GIF formats, of following types:

• face (different expressions)

• full body front and back, fully clothed and shirtless

• waist up front and back, fully clothed and shirtless

• full body and sides, fully clothed and shirtless

• closeups of face and lower body, fully clothed and shirtless

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While we approve all pictures that have been taken according to our valid parameters, for the optimal qualification we suggest wearing jeans for the photographs, considering that we are looking for models to display our jeans and other men's wear.

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For any inquiries, please contact the Range Physique public relations department.

Jared the tiger shook his head in disbelief.

"You seriously gonna try to sell your ass?"

Riley chuckled.

"You make it sound soooooo dirty, Jared," the panther smirked lasciviously, flicking his ears.

The tiger's tail smacked Riley's legs as he chuckled.

"Ass modeling, Riles!" Jared exclaimed. "They're looking for ASS models!"

"Well I've got the buns, I hope," Riley retorted. "Ten grand, Jared! That's huge!"

"Doubt yours are worth ten thousand bucks," Jared leaned against the worn armrest and watched his boyfriend with a smirk on his lips, "besides, I'm not sure they want a gay guy modeling straight guy clothing."

"All male models are gay, duhhhh," Riley blinked theatrically and flicked his ears, nudging the tiger's side with his elbow again, "besides, it's called double coding in advertisement. They make it look like many things at once like..uhh...a girl looks at this wolf here..."

The panther's paw waved across the screen with the jean butt wolf well displayed.

"...and they'll see a hot guy they want to make cubs with or just get laid. A straight guy will see him and feel envious of this guy's good looks and want to look like him, and that's why they're gonna buy some of these jeans so that they can be as attractive as this guy here. And then a gay guy's gonna look at it and see some hot tail you want to lift and then push your tongue under it and go to town. Get it?"

The tiger looked slightly and vaguely uncomfortable after the panther finished his descriptive rant, and simply stared at him for now.

"You should major in psychology, not in computer programming," Jared chuckled.

"I think I could be majoring in some major CASH if I manage to pull this off," Riley winked. "I mean, think about it, man, ten grand! I could buy anything! I could buy a...a car!"

The tiger's countenance darkened enough to occlude a small star, Riley decided, and before he could open his muzzle to start going on about carbon dioxide emissions, the panther gave Jared a good, tongue-heavy kiss, right there and then. The resulting purring was much nicer than a rant, Riley decided once he pulled his head back and smirked.

"Not buying a car. Maybe I'll save it up for the rainy day, is that okay for you?"

The slightly warm-cheeked tiger simply nodded, sending bread-scented air in Riley's direction with the motion of his head. Riley's stomach grumbled and he realized how hungry he was after a long day on campus.

"Yeah, it's okay," Jared replied.

"Great!" Riley pecked his studly tiger's lips quickly before he got up on bouncy paws and walked around the room again, trying to burn off some excessive energy that had been gathering all day while he had waited for the time when he could talk about his new scheme to Jared.

The tiger shadowed his panther with his eyes, watching the sway of his tail and how that highlighted the motion of a nice pair of buns currently enclosed in a pair of cheap jeans. It really was a nice ass...he'd never deny that, but he wasn't sure whether it was a perfect one, one worthy of being reproduced in thousands of posters and on the pages of magazines. Whatever, it was still pretty much exclusively reserved for Jared's personal desires. Watching and thinking about it were more than enough to put some extra blood flow into the tiger's loins, and he really had to remind himself that he had some chores to do before he was free for any heavy hanky-panky with the randy panther.

That didn't stop him from enjoying some more eye-butt action before the ringing of an egg timer roused the aroused tiger from his lopsided posture on the bed.

"That's the bread," he got up like a jack out of a box and hurried to the kitchen, displayed a nice swaying tail and an enjoyable ass for Riley's eyes in return to the tiger's earlier butt-ogling, highlighted by the belt of the apron still protecting Jared's furs from getting dirty or burnt.

"I'm starving!" Riley called up from his position by the window where he had taken upon basking in the incoming sunlight a bit.

"Come on in and put down some plates and glasses and stuff, then, I've also got ready-made salad in the fridge and some lemons I found, so you could squeeze some of that, too, if you like some."

Riley chuckled as he made his way to the kitchen, staying well clear of Jared and his frying hot oven tray containing his freshly baked bread. The tiger wore oven mittens to land the tray on top of the stove with a loud bang, and used his tail to close the oven door. Riley's tongue practically lolled out of his muzzle as the full scent found him properly.

"I like it that you call your dived goodies 'finds'," Riley snickered, moving past the tiger to get to the cabinet containing Jared's crockery, lovingly collected from flea markets to create an eclectic but nice enough table setting.

Jared extended his claws and tapped the crust of the loaves of bread, making hollow clicking sounds as he checked out his newly baked delicacies. He flicked in ears in response to the panther's teasing, and was sure to catch Riley's ass with his tail before the panther was beyond tail-slapping distance.

"Well I don't know what else to call them, and since I'm not freegan or anything like that, I don't have to try to bother my mind coming up with an ideologically sound expression to call the stuff I dig out of the garbage," he snuffled.

"Heheh," Riley took out a blue plate and a flowered china plate, both which he placed onto the dining table, next to two greenish glasses he had already found from the kitchen cabinet. "You've got it all figured out."

"It's all a matter of routine," the tiger smirked confidently.

"Some of us only have routine chaos," the panther snickered.

Riley's next stop was the fridge, the mysterious container of vegetarian goodies and the occasional can of tuna and chicken breast, the tiger's favored sources of protein, the panther knew as he picked out a vintage Tupperware box containing a mass of greens the tiger had meticulously chopped to make the salad earlier. Not for the first time the panther decided that Jared would've made a better housewife than most women, not to mention that his proficiency with his paws made him also a better husband than most men, to begin with.

Sometimes he couldn't believe his luck in catching the tiger's tail and holding it on a good grip, and that wasn't just by luring the tiger with his butt.

Jared took out a sharp, serrated knife from the drawer and began to slice pieces off the bread, cutting thick slices from the loaf still steaming hot and not yet fully hardened on the crust. Riley placed the box of organic butter onto the table and couldn't help but take a good whiff of the familiar, great scent so often found from his grandparent's dinner table, too - another thing that made him always feel right at home with Jared. The tiger worked happily on his bread for a few moments more before the basket, too, was placed on the table next to the greens, the butter, the glasses, the cutlery and the pitcher of milk.

The only thing missing was a little flower pot, but Jared didn't believe in picking flowers.

"Seems that we've got it all," the tiger scanned the table, his eyes also passing over the bouncy panther who still politely stood by the table and hadn't attacked the goodies yet.

"Seems to me too," Riley licked his lips, quickly, his tail flicking anxiously and expansively behind him.

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It was a most delicious meal they shared that afternoon, a slice after slice of fresh, maw-melting bread lavished with butter, a hint of garlic and supplemented by plentiful helpings of green salad and milk that left both of them with white stains over their muzzle furs, much to their mutual amusement. The chatter was casual, ranging from Riley's day at the computer laboratory to how Jared had sewed on a button to one of his shirts. The panther's modeling plans were relooked and while Jared definitely thought that Riley was being silly, he also knew that the panther's study loan balance would clearly benefit from the surprise income. He wasn't one to tell furs what to do, anyway, unless it meant stopping them from throwing recycleable bottles and cans to the dumpster.

Riley quite happily let his eyes wander, too, watching the shirtless tiger eat with a healthy appetite, how chewing made his neck muscles flex in a way that was making him want to nuzzle up to the striped boyfriend and see just how many of those stripes he could trace with his tongue before there were other consequences from the act. There was a little bit of tail play, too, flicks traded under the table in a near mock battle of implements, all for the fun, while above them, on the table, paws worked forks and glasses to get more food into their muzzles.

Riley's belly almost felt distended from four slices of bread and two platefuls of salad, and he leaned back on his chair with a content sigh, his paws falling to his sides.

"Ahhh...ohhh man..."

Jared dapped the corners of his muzzle with a cloth napkin before he seated himself down similarly to the posture his panther had sprawled upon, his ears giving multiple content flicks while he rumbled happily.

"Always worth the effort," the milk-bearded feline agreed wholeheartedly.

Riley scratched his belly lazily and let himself flop even more un-ergonomically over the back of the chair he occupied. He felt almost fuzzy from eating so much, and it was a pleasant, warm feeling that was slowly spreading from his stomach to the rest of his agile, lean form.

"Deffo," the panther flicked his ears and winked, his eyes already half-lidded and his breath a near purr on exhalation.

It wouldn't take him much to take a nap, Riley knew as much in his gently muddled mind, and already imagined how it'd be like to curl down on the couch in Jared's arms, his head resting against the tiger's warm, softly purring chest. Maybe they could cuddle and kiss and put their tails around each other and hold onto each other very tightly...resting together with their bellies full and their nosepads touching.

Jared stretched, flicked his eyes and gave Riley a look across the table littered with their used dishes.

"So, you wanna fuck before doing the dishes or after doing the dishes?" the tiger stated.

Riley's eyes widened, and he wasn't too displeased to find out that his cock twitched in its fuzzy sheath for the blunt words touching his often flicky ears, coming from the hunky tiger.

"You offering me a special desert, Jared?" the panther flicked his tail under the table, tapping against the tiger's muscular legs.

Jared leaned on his elbows against the surface of the table, smirking and licking his lips.

"If you want something besides the homemade chocolate ice cream, yes" his eyes wandered over the two stained glass bowls on the table, next to the empty breadbasket.

Riley let out a long, pleasurable purr.

"Well you know I'm always...wanting your special desserts...," the panther mimicked the tiger's forward motion, leaning over the table, his tail flicking against Jared's thigh now.

Jared rumbled deeply.

"If you want some tiger meat filling your tight little butt, it's yours, before or after the dishes."

Riley's cock agreed with the rest of the panther in that he always got seriously turned on when the usually mild-mannered tiger talked dirty, and this was definitely becoming one of those occasions. Inches of richly barbed feline cock slipped out of its sheath within a few pleasurably, pulsing seconds while he looked at Jared over the table, the tiger smirking back to him curiously.

Riley smirked.

"Well, you can count on me and my 10,000-dollar butt, before or after, "the panther flicked his ears flirtily.

The movement of Jared pushing his chair back made a screeching noise over the floor tiles.

"Let's get that butt to the bedroom then," the tiger was up and about, standing next to the dinner table and looking especially hunkable and shirtless under the panther's unabashed gaze.

Riley stood up with determined slowness, so that the tiger could observe his smooth movements and the flexing of his own compact muscles, perhaps not too impressive compared to the extra fit tiger, but still, nonetheless, especially combined with his nice butt, he knew he cut an agreeable figure to behold.

The tiger was doing his beholding alright, watching Riley as he took the few steps required to walk up to Jared, get his paws through the fluffiness of his mane, gripping onto the silky, groomed strands of hair before leaning in for a kiss.

Jared's arms were around him in an instant, his paws splaying across his back and hiss ass, pulling the panther close to his own body, holding his boyfriend against himself while he purred and rumbled loudly, asserting his possessive rights audibly.

Riley's firm butt cheeks flexed under his touch, partially from the touch, also from the fact that his belly, combined with the panther's hard cock, were currently thrust against the tiger's own bursting loins. Jared's fleshy shaft pushed its way against Riley's own cloth-covered feline shaft, creating further pressure over his sensitive flesh comfortably nestled between their sexually charged bodies.

The tiger's naughty words still echoed in Riley's ears. He felt Jared's tongue push against his lips and then between them, dominating the panther's muzzle with its simple presence. The raspy, slick muscle spread tiger saliva over Riley's own flicking tongue, placing his taste to the panther's maw, replacing the earlier hint of chocolate with a feline musk. Riley purred into the kiss, the tremble almost falling down into a moan when he felt Jared's paw squeeze firmly on his right ass cheek, cupping and kneading the muscle of that pleasant tail end intently. Jared's lips parted and caught Riley's upper lip, suckling on it briefly and making both of the groan at the fleshy, hot sensation that was making their bodies tingle with anticipation of all the other things they would be doing very soon.

Riley gripped to the tiger's neck, holding him close to himself, making sure they could not be separated from their lusty embrace. Jared's paws roamed across his back, feeling up the panther through the T-shirt he wore, gripping onto fabric and all the muscle felt beneath the thin layer of cloth keeping him away from Riley's skin. His tail lashed out and tried to wound itself around Jared's legs, but the tiger's own tail batted him away with a firm smack from the strong extra feline limb. Jared responded to the panther's extra groan with another gropey feel over Riley's ass, ending his lustful journey at the base of his tail, which he gripped firmly and pushed their hips even more firmly together, frotting their cocks together messily.

Both cats purred and grunted, their sensitive flesh and barbs teased by the hasty action that left both of them wanting more, soon. Jared took necessary steps towards that in leading them out of the kitchen door, their fervent kissing continuing without a stop all the way through the living room and while entering the bedroom on the other side of the apartment. Someone's tail conveniently flicked on the light switch so that they could actually see each other and not go just by the feel of paw, not that there would've been anything wrong with that, but the visual pleasures were worthwhile, as they both knew.

Jared gripped onto Riley's arms and pushed the panther down, to sit on the edge of the bed, smiling even through his panting breaths that heated his cheeks as well. His tail flicked rapidly behind him, and the panther could watch, amusedly, how Jared unbuckled his pants and pushed them down, along with his underwear. He wasted no time in stepping off them, leaving his few clothes on a bunch on the floor as he stood up, displaying a proud cock at the fighting stance, curved deliciously to accentuate the barbed length of malehood so well in proportion with the rest of his body.

Riley felt that there was a certain disproportional thing going on, though, and hurried to get his own shirt off, and to unbutton his own pants, letting the bulge in his boxers become ever the more prominent while he still sat there on the edge of the bed, eyes fixed on the pink length bobbing so near.

"Come here," the panther grinned, flicking his ears, "let the cat lick some of that nice cream of yours."

Jared flexed his arms briefly, for the panther's amusement, before he stepped forward confidently, to present his masculine tool for Riley's approval and enjoyment, he hoped, as his pre-slickened member throbbed and pulsed. The curved shaft and the pointed tip were carefully looked over by the panther's eyes which seemed to be eating up every detail, that concentrated the look was, which was only soon to turn cross-eyed for the increasing proximity between Riley's nosepad and that spiny shaft.

"Got a fresh batch just for you," the tiger grunted, his paw gripping onto Riley's muzzle with a sudden movement, catching his chin in his palm.

His free paw closed around his shaft and gave it a brief, quick stroke, making the whole pillar of flesh throb even more under the pleasurable stimulation. Jared held onto the base and took a tiny step forward, pushing the sharp tip against Riley's lips which he aligned up for the perfect position by tilting the panther's head with his paw.

Those soft cat lips kissed the cock gratefully, became smeared with musky pre and parted, slowly, to accept its entry into the panther's warm muzzle. The cocktip touched his tongue, about an inch or so into his muzzle, and then Riley felt Jared's other paw move over the side of his head, now cradled in both of the tiger's big paws. Riley's lips smacked around the shaft, audibly, as he adjusted them over the tasty, salty flesh inside his maw.

Barbs tickled over Riley's lips and tongue with the passage of another hot inch of cock into the panther's not so innocent muzzle. Jared's tail smacked against the floor behind him, as he savored the smooth feeling of hot tongue on his cock, something that was also providing nice teasing on his extra sensitive, heavy-duty barbs.

"Hmmm...yeah...," the tiger rumbled, his tone still one only wholly suitable for the bedroom environment, to be used when you had your cock inside something warm and nice, "...been away too long from your sweet muzzle, Riles..."

Another inch pushed through, spreading Riley's lips further, still carefully adhering to the smooth, slick skin. The panther purred, sending vibrations through the flesh inside his muzzle, now declared to be sweet by the dirty-talking tiger. Jared moaned and gripped onto the panther's head more firmly than before, and pushed his hips forward for more of that good sensation.

Jared's sizeable pouch pressed against Riley's chin, and he was in, balls deep inside the panther's hot muzzle. He wasn't huge and Riley was in no danger of gagging, but nonetheless, he murred deeply around the flesh now filling up his maw. It was slick and tasted great over his tongue, the barbs making him feel just a little numb, but he didn't mind that, considering that the tiger was offering the panther one his very favorite activities, giving head to his very favorite tiger.

"Grab my ass," Jared hissed, "play with it and I'll do the rest for you..."

Riley's paws moved from his own lap and grasped the tiger's firm hips, feeling up their curve. He never stopped admiring the tiger's athletic physique that made him so fun to look at, let alone fondle with eager paws while getting muzzle-fucked by the very same tiger boyfriend. Despite his arousal, he took it slowly, only sliding two inches or so in and out of Riley's caressing maw. The lips, the tongue and the warmth of that maw combined into a pleasant, erotic feeling, different from being inside the panther in the other way. This was more controlled, less tight, and the movement of that undulating tongue against his straining cock was unmatched.

Riley's nose filled with ball musk, pressing over the tiger's groin with each inwards thrusts. The fuzzy furs tickled him a little, making him snuffle on occasion, but thankfully it was not enough to break his breathing rhythm, required for the smooth continuation of giving the best blowjob he knew.

There was work for his paws, too, now sliding further back, to do exactly what he was told to, and "play" with that rump he had been invited to manhandle by the lusty tiger. The muscular rump offered plentiful fun for his roaming paws, with smooth, striped curves melting into rock-hard thighs, and on the above, curving to the small of the tiger's back and into the protrusion of the base of his jerky tail.

Jared purred approvingly, enjoying the mixture of the hot blowjob and the nice fondling action going on behind him. He continued his slow, rocking motion, making his hips sway enough so that his ball sac smacked against Riley's chin mildly with each of his movements. The purring panther's tongue was making lazy, erratic circles around his tip, teasing his barbs as much as those padded fingers were doing to his ass, stroking along the muscled halves luxuriously.

The combined tongue play and butt play were making the hunky tiger purr and rumble loudly, his chest heaving with his breaths, his thighs and his ass flexing with the effortless slide of his cock in and out of the freely offered cat muzzle. He was oozing copiously now, making for an even smoother ride for his cock ,and for the rough tongue teasing his barbs, giving Riley a good taste of a REAL male with each forward push of that cock into his muzzle. The musky fluid mixed with his saliva and slowly filled his maw, also acting as a natural lubricant that made Jared's shaft glisten decadently.

Jared looked down at the panther he held in his paws and watched the flow of his pink shaft between those slightly stretched lips, sets of barbs disappearing through that tight seal before they came back into his view, newly flicked against the panther's flesh. Jared groaned and pushed his cock all the way into Riley's muzzle and added an upwards motion, grinding himself in place, his ball sac rubbing against the panther's muzzle and making the nads within jingle and jangle in their own rhythm over the spit-slickened chin.

"Hmmmmmmrrrrrrrrr," his purr deepened.

Riley pushed his paws together, his knuckles touching while his fingers spread to stroke along each side of the valley between Jared's butt cheeks. His pads caressed along the smooth fur of that secret crevice, feeling up silky skin and whispy hair along his way down the sultry trail. He cupped the underside of Jared's groin and rubbed, lightly, before his movement returned upwards, encountering more firm muscle and soft furs. He was determined not to let this be just a side show to the muzzlejob itself, but a great, fun event of its own, and Riley if anyone knew how to treat a rump to fun sensation.

He could fondle and rub Jared's rump cheeks, he could stroke along his ass crack and play with pulling on the two halves of that maximally nice gluteus maximus apart, for added feeling that rewarded him with a moan, a splash of pre, and more lashing action from the tiger's constantly moving tail. The leaky tip throbbed against his tongue, telling him that the tiger was getting really aroused now, and probably wouldn't need much more to reach his messy ending if he'd keep up what he was doing with the panther's lustful maw.

Riley slipped his paws under the tiger's tail again, pushing up along that crevice until the pads of his index fingers met something fleshy and resistant, hidden there at the parting of those firm ass cheeks. The tiger rumbled, deep and low in his throat, and Riley pressed some more, and bent his fingers, implementing more pressure and a little measure of stretch over the tiger's tailhole. Jared grunted at the sensation, and his flesh flexed, but he showed no ill reaction, and that spurned the experienced panther to continue his little anal gave, deciding that the tiger was going to get the best treatment possible.

"Ahh...," Jared tilted his muzzle up as he moaned, "you like playing with my ass?"

Riley rumbled a cheerfully vibrating "hmmm-mmm!" over the tiger's cock and poked his tailhole with his pads again, massaging firmly over the ring of muscle.

Jared's thumb rubbed over a nearby ear, the tiger's whole body tensing and trembling from all the teasing he had to endure. He began to thrust again, deciding that with at least a few orgasms in him for this session, the tiger could as well spare one and fill up the panther's sweet little muzzle before he'd get to the main event.

"Ahhh...mhhmrmrmrrmrmr...keep going...," his balls were again making audible smacks against Riley's battered chin, three, up to four inches now sliding past his slick lips.

Riley rubbed one set of pawfingers over the tiger's taint, feeling the firm base of his cock through the skin and flesh there, while his other paw continued teasing Jared's tight, closed anus with each of his circular, little strokes. He could feel the tiger's flesh contract, all over his butt, and the hot cock in his pre-soaked muzzle joined in as well, just the tiger's purr rose into a final crescendo.

Jared's bouncy balls pulled up, and his body flexed, taking only a moment to prepare for the natural end to the hot sex, that being the pulsing that grew inside his belly and then spread, exploding into a slightly held back groan, just when his body gave another tense flex and his pleasure was there, upon him. A thin stream of cum hit the back of Riley's throat, almost making him gag when the runny fluid made his throat feel numb all sudden, but he held on valiantly, gripping the tiger's flexing rump with both paws as he took the cum down his throat and into his muzzle like the experienced cocksucker that he was.

The barbed cock danced merrily over Riley's tongue, pushing out more and more cum from Jared'd balls, the tiger's purr almost inaudible now, replaced by huffing breaths and snorts. His paws held onto him tight, making sure he would not escape the flow of spunk into his muzzle, not that Riley was about to even try to, anyway.

Jared released the panther's chin and gripped on the base of his own cock and pulled out, keeping himself down so that he could let the last spurt of cum splash not on Riley's tongue but over the panther's muzzle. He painted two white marks across his face, one over a cheekbone, one glob of cum landing on his forehead. The air exploded with the smell of fresh spunk, inhaled deeply by them both. It was almost enough to make Riley cream his boxers, where his own unattended cock throbbed haplessly under all the arousing acts he was performing on the tiger.

To receive his mark in such a sexy manner was just one of them. Riley's muzzle fell open and he sighed, drawing a deep breath filled with cat musk and male rut. A drop of cum dribbled along his tongue and ended at the tip, much to Jared's amusement. He let go of his cock and let it slap up to its natural position for a while, as he panted, and released the panther's head, too, letting his own paws to fall to his side, restfully.

"Ymmm," Riley smirked, feasting his eyes on the cum-slickened, sweet-smelling cock still ever so close in his field of vision.

Jared smirked as he gazed down at the cum-stained face.

"Just wait till I load up your other end, too, Riles."

The panther reached out with a paw and gripped the tiger's cocktip between his pads briefly, flicking that fleshy shaft down and then let it bounce back up, making Jared groan at the feeling of such sensitive post-orgasmic teasing over his meat.

"Think you can do it right away, stud?" Riley smirked, licking his cum-stained lips openly.

Jared huffed and slapped the side of Riley's arm with his long tail.

"Gonna do it really slow and sweet now that I've got my rocks off once," the tiger grinned, "gonna take my time alright..."

He purred again, and Riley's cock throbbed happily upon the promise in the tiger's words.

"Lemme get rid of these...," he murmured, standing up just enough to slip himself out of his pants and his boxers, which fell to the floor, hurriedly discarded.

Jared moved past him, briefly, his tail swaying enticingly. He went to the head of the bed and grabbed a big, comfortable pillow, which he placed to the center of the bed. There was a tube of lube on the nightstand, out there on the plain view, which was also acquired by him, held into a paw as he turned around and faced the panther again whom was now sitting there on the edge of the bed, fully naked and with a jutting erection.

"Here, " he patted the bed, "lay on your back, this is gonna be missionary style."

The tiger's rough rumble and his fiercely burning eyes made Riley feel even the more special as he scooted over and laid down on the familiar posture, and used his own paws to help to push that pillow down over the small of his back so that his rump would be perfectly positioned.

Jared climbed over to the quilt-covered bed and made his place between the panther's outstretched legs. He spent a couple of moments simply admiring Riley's body, tall, lean and firm in all the right places, and his eyes lingered on the ass propped up for him, waiting. Riley's tail flicked slowly against his own ankle, laying off to the side so as not to hinder any lines of sight.

The cork of the bottle of lube made a loud popping noise, making their ears flick. Jared smirked, and Riley smiled back, and tickled the tiger's thigh with a footpaw.

"Come on, baby...," Riley purred suggestively.

Jared decided not to bother adding more lube to his already sloppy cock, and thus simply squirted some of the water-based stuff over his pawfingers and pushed them against the panther's rump, searching for the familiar orifice nestled below the black-furred feline's round ball sac.

Riley purred at the feeling, and wriggled his backside a bit, just for the heck of it, his tail and ears flicking.

"Think about the ten thousand bucks you're gonna own when you do me, Jared," the panther teased ruthlessly, not even stopping when fingertips poked at his tailhole with necessary firmness.

Jared snuffled, keeping up the caress against the panther's pucker, making it all slick for impeding penetration by his own sizeable cat cock.

"Potentially worth ten thousand bucks," he reminded the panther with amused glint to his eyes as he played with the panther's exposed ass.

"Valuable goods, then, so be careful," Riley chucked throatily, enjoying this relaxing lull in their eroticism fully, despite his burning desire to simply be stuffed by a plentiful offering of tiger in the near future.

"Let's hope this kind of workout counts in making it a really good butt for those Range Physique guys," Jared replied with a wink, amused by the prospect of the panther's butt being actually physically re-shaped by the daily pounding of tiger hips against those firm buns.

"I'm counting on my personal trainer," Riley hissed lightly at the feeling of those lubed fingers prodding him a bit deeper now, spreading the lube where it was needed the most.

Jared added another helping of lube to his paws, making everything smooth and nice before he tossed the tube away and moved forward, planting his knees against the panther's rump. His glistening shaft stood ready, simply waiting for the final cue. Jared grabbed a hold of Riley's slim legs and lifted them so that he could fit them around his hips. Riley leaned his head back and hooked his ankles across the small of Jared's back, smiling broadly.

"Come on..."

Jared used his paw to gingerly position his cocktip against the panther's tight entrance, and gave a small push, enough to make sure he was all set.

"Here we go."

The panther watched and felt as the tiger leaned over him, his heavier body meeting his warmly, as much as that pointy cocktip stroked into his lubed hole, and passed through his puckered opening with a firm tilt and a push from the tiger's hips, spreading him open. Riley groaned and threw his head back more, feeling the warmth rise inside his body, deep in that point where they were becoming joined.

Jared groaned, unable to hold himself still any further, and simply continued pushing until he was all the way in, buried into his lover as fully as he could. His back arched, showing off that envious physique perfectly for the panther who, for once, was distracted from ogling.

"Hmmm...yesshhh...," Riley slurred, covered and filled with tiger from all sides, and he could not be more pleased with the state of things.

Jared slid his paws along the panther's body, moving and leaning down all the way until he came to a rest, his body poised over Riley's, his paws firm on either side of his head. He took a moment to simply gaze down to him, hip to hip, body to body, before he leaned down to kiss him deeply.

Their tongues began their usual battle, lapping on each other, making lips wet and squishy and moving smoothly. Jared's hips began to rock against Riley's upturned rump in a smooth rhythm, just the way he had promised that their mating would be. Riley's paws again burrowed themselves over his fluffy mane, holding onto the panther's body happily while their bodies moved together, locked onto another.

Purrs replaced words, rumbles became the norm, and their breaths came in quick gasps through the kiss. Jared had a lot of stamina to spend, and considering he had just cum, he wasn't becoming aroused again as fast as he had done earlier, thus giving them plenty of time to simply enjoy each other fully. Riley's body welcomed the entry of that familiar flesh, opening and closing upon itself with the smooth passage of that tiger flesh within his insides, every tender surface constantly teased by those awesome barbs. That pointy tip seemed to be perfect at touching his prostate, too, making him leak more and more pre between their bellies, matting Jared's abs.

Jared continued on his way, setting the pace for them and keeping onto it, letting Riley give his own flourish to it whenever the panther tilted his hips up to meet the tiger's thrusts. Jared added more angles of motion to his own movement, making sure to hit Riley's insides in a variety of ways, to add to the combined sensation of being mated. Their sweaty bodies glided rather than collided, aided by the bedsprings that accentuated their sensual motions even further.

Despite the leisurely pace, the two aroused felines could not keep onto it forever, however pleasant an option that might have been. Soon their movements became more agitated, more lustful again, forceful, and the purrs became groans, their bodies tensing up and flexing once more. Jared's balls slapped against the panther's taint, making a dirty sound, and he was less controlled, more simply needful, as he continued the most natural of motions with his strong hips.

Saliva flowed, teeth flashed, and Riley groaned as he felt Jared's muzzle close around his shoulder, taking him in a firm mating bite to signal that the end was near. His body tensed, surprised by the sudden pain, just as he felt another thrust take Jared past his prostate. Riley gasped as his body closed down around that invasion, gripping onto the mass of flesh still moving inside him.

"Ahhh!"

Pearly cum spurted out of him, over their chests. Jared moaned against the panther's shoulder upon the hot sensation of suction on his cock, created by the gripping, rhythmic sensation of Riley's tailhole contracting. The itch and burn in his own balls became unbearable for a moment only before it became only pleasure. His primed, once-discharged sex machine unloaded once more, sending the tiger's body into that familiar spasm that forced his seed out of his body and into the panther's butt, coating the walls of his convulsing tail tunnel with a fresh layer of tiger spunk. The added heat made Riley's prostate pulse even more, making his own orgasm ever the more intense, the same way it always was when he'd cum with his tailhole spread open and with such exquisite pressure being applied into his rectum. Their hearts raced, Riley was bred, truly taken by the cat as a mate, signaled by the fact that he was filling the other up, leaving a part of him behind, to keep safe inside the panther. His shoulder throbbed with a mixture of pain and pleasure, still held in the tight grip of Jared's teeth, for as long as their bodies flexed and withered together.

This was until Jared finally collapsed against Riley's chest, spent and overcome with exhaustion from having so much sex in such a strong time, his balls drained twice in the space of five minutes, impressive even for someone his age, he might have wondered if he wasn't feeling so dull in his head, his nose pressed against the panther's chest and filled with a mixture of cat musk and cum.

Riley's black paws cradled his lover's head against his chest and caressed his ears while they both purred.

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