Drive-In Quickie
_Toonces, the Driving Cat, the Cat Who Could Drive a Car
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"What'll it be, big guy?" The diminutive fennec held up a pad of paper, the tip of a pen already pressed eagerly against it.
The brawny panther inside the car whistled a cat-call, and adjusted his glasses. "Wow, they've got you rollerboys wearing less and less each time I come here. If I keep coming I'm gonna get a gut," he undressed the fennec with his eyes, though it wasn't a very strenuous job. A small, tight shirt emblazoned with the drive-in restaurant's logo stopped above the fennec's navel. A few inches below a dark blue thong clung as if vacuum locked to the fox's body, outlining an impressive package. "I was going to ask for a burger but I'll take the sausage and eggs if you've already brought 'em out."
Normally the shy fennec would have rolled his eyes and asked again for an order, but peeking into the loquacious kitty's convertible he was awestruck by the athletic body left uncovered from the waist up to cope with the summer heat. The fur was short and through it you could see steely muscles that didn't bulge frightfully out. His chest was burly and his slender stomach had faint traces of abs. Seemed to defy logic that this cat would have a swimmer's build, but the fennec didn't complain. In fact he could only blush at the patron's come-ons. Very rarely did such blatant schmoozing fall on interested ears.
The fennec didn't even jump when the panther's arm situated on of the window extended out to grab his rump. The panther whistled again as his paw searched over the fox's thighs, then spun him around on his skates to get a look at his backside. "Heyy, you want a big tip? Lift that tail and let me see those sweet cheeks of yours." The fennec obliged with a giggle, looking out at the empty parking lot for another customer to catch him in the act of flirting with one of the diners.
"Oooooo, evolution must be real because no intelligent desiger would put such a nice plump butt on such a small body like yours, it'd just be unfair to the rest of us." The perky butt bulged in a direct challenge to gravity, not sagging under the weight of two round slabs of fatty meat, as if supported by the thin wire of dark blue spandex that split them. The panther didn't hesitate to reach out with both paws and take the generous hams in his palms and give them a squeeze that made the fennec's back straighten. Both murred in approval.
The panther's confidence grew, and now he wrapped his arm around the fennec's waist, pulling him on his wheels against the car. The fennec was actually sitting on the door of the car, held there, though he didn't mind having the panther's sinewy arm around him. The other paw creeped up the inside of his leg and pulled at the elastic thong. "You're just putty in my paws, aren't you? Let's see if I can get some of this putty to stiffen up." The fennec was still wordless, only gasping when the large paw closed over his package. The panther pulled the elastic of the undies and peeked in, his eyes growing wide as saucers at the prize inside. "I thought you guys discontinued super size."
The fennec squealed as he was pulled in, falling into the panther's lap, his rollerskates hanging out the window. "Now how is that all the good parts of you are big and all the rest of you is small? Whose soul did you sell to get such a thin little belly above such a big cock. Do your legs get sore?" The fennec blushed, knowing he was being flattered but not taking any offense to it. He didn't take any offense, either, when the panther pressed his wet lips into the fennec's muzzle, slurping his tongue around. The fennec's large ears stood erect, then slowly he relaxed back into the kiss. He closed his eyes and felt the weight of the skates drop from his feet.
The panther reclined his chair flat back and rolled up the window, finally trapping himself inside with his quarry. He sat back and turned the fennec around, laying him against the steering wheel. Gingerly the panther pulled down the thing string of the thong, which revealed nothing as it had hidden nothing, but let the panther freely plunge his tongue into the fennec's hole. The small waiter boy gasped, the rough tongue licking slowly and tenderly at his hole, a sensation he'd never felt before. He gripped the wheel tight, pressing his body against it, honking the horn. The panther teased the hole, the tip of his tongue circling it before finally sinking in deep. Little bumps that coated the cat's tongue made the feeling something special, and the fennec's cock grew quickly, though trapped by the stretchy material of the thong.
Soon the fennec caught a glimpse of the bulge in the panther's jeans. He unzipped the pants to free the panther's dick, slipping the elastic band of the panther's boxer's under the panther's black sack, which made the balls bulge out. The panther's cock was impressive, touching the steering wheel from his sitting position, though not intimidating. He pulled the foreskin back to reveal the shiny black head underneath. He immediately went to work, slipping the cock into his throat until his whisker's tickled the panther's thighs and his nose touched the big black balls.
Moans filled the car, but the panther didn't have much time to spare, and so he pulled his dick out of the fennec's muzzle and repositioned himself behind the eager little fox. He grabbed the bushy tail and tossed it over his shoulder, pressing his cock against the tight hole. He made sure his aim was true, then impaled the tiny fox.
The panther nibbled at the fennec's big ears, his strong arms wrapped around the fennec, who was pressed firm against the steering wheel. Powerful thrusts made the car horn honk, drowning out the mad shouts of passion from within the car. The fennec's cock was still trapped inside his tight thong and his tight shirt was soaking in sweat off the panther's body, but he couldn't pay any mind to either. The panther's paw grabbed the fennec's package, hidden under dark blue spandex, squeezing it firmly with each long, fluid thrust that made the fennec's meaty cheeks slap. The thong was stretched to it's limit by the fennec's cock, which bent only barely under the resistence.
The thick cock spread the tight hole wide open, red from the rough treatment, though the groaning seemed to bely any idea of rough treatment. He humped with little regard for stamina, already biting his lip as he felt the swell of an orgasm build inside him. He rolled over with the fox, then, laying the small fellow on his back on the reclined chair. He lifted both nimble legs and bent the fennec over, letting him bury his cock deeper, hitting new spots inside the fennec, shrill shouts of shock and bliss denoting their discovery. The panther locked lips with the fennec, filling each other with soothing murrs.
With little warning the kitty's moans suddenly became shorter, clipped, more urgent. The fennec seemed to take a cue from this, his own moans taking on the same distinct tenor as the panthers. The big black kitty bit the fox's lip and, moaning all the while into the fennec's muzzle, emptied himself into the fennec's tight ass. Nearly simultaneously the fox stained his undies, thick globs of cum forcing through the material and dripping down onto his thigh, the thong becoming a darker shade of blue as it soaked in cum.
The two breathed deep, the panther still on top, their lips still moving lazily but passionately with each other.
After a few moments of afterglow, the panther sat up. He reached into the back of his car for a towel and handed it to the fennec, opening the door for him.
"Wrap that around you, go inside and tell them a customer spilled a drink on you or something," The panther said, finding another to clean himself off.
The fennec blushed and wiped sweat from his face with the back of his paw. "Oh, it's fine, it was the end of my shift anyway."
"...well then why did we need to do a quickie?"
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The fennec sprung back into the car, taking his seat to the right of the panther, and off together they sped.