Thought You Were Sleeping
A sequel of sorts to Seconds . Completely inexcusable. *chuckle*
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Jarvis woke up with something of a startle; he'd been somewhat passed out on the singular chair of the hotel room, having somehow ended up there, sleeping naked and apparently snoring loudly, which led to him letting out strange snorting sounds when his eyes popped open and he finally returned to the land of the living...just about. The alcohol still filling his bloodstream made his head woozy, and he had to blink a couple of times to clear out his eyes.
What he saw sent an immediate stirring through his loins. He had a direct view onto the king-sized bed, and upon it, his buddy Will sat, legs splayed, back resting against the headboard while his big leonine paws gripped the slim hips of the familiar panther bouncing on his lap. A modest pink erection bobbed up and down and kept slapping the panther's belly whenever he was partially thrust and partially lifted up in the air by the lion's energetic actions, all accompanied by a mixture of mewls and hot grunts coming from both parties in the rude, spring-bouncing congress.
Jarvis yawned and scratched a long line along his belly, all the way to his sheath, matted with sweat, cum and lubricant that had caused his furs there to curl into interesting, abstract shapes. His paw found his package and gave it a squeeze, and he felt his cock hardening under the touch, as much as the dirty sounds and scents filling the room.
"Jesus Christ, you still going at it?" the panther huffed.
The lion's thick tail smacked against the messy, rumpled sheets, and he did not miss a beat as he kept humping the panther whom rode him like a pro, muzzle partially open, tongue lolling out, obviously enjoying himself while he kept his paws on his knees for balance and let himself be impaled over and over again on the lion's tool. The messy marks on his belly told the panther that his compatriot had already enjoyed himself a couple of times at the very least.
"Thought you were...ugh...taking a breather..." the lion grumbled without eye contact to the seated panther.
Jarvis hissed as he felt his cock slide out of its sheath. His overused barbs tickled against his palm and made him rumble with delight, and give himself a squeeze, feeling musky flesh.
"I was..."
The panther got up to his stiff legs and for a brief moment his head was swimming, still courtesies of the copious drinks they had enjoyed before. It cleared quickly, though, as he took a few steps and then got to put his paws on the footboard of the bed, before he climbed onboard, to watch the show.
"But I think I'm getting my second wind..." the panther replied as he stroked up and down his curved, throbbing member.
"Well he's all yours once I'm done with him..." the lion grumbled.
"Aaahhh..." the panther groaned with delight at the lion's rough thrusting inside him.
Jarvis snuffled, breathed in another dose of the heavy musk inside the debauched hotel room, and felt himself throb hard in his paw, seeking ways how to relief his newly aching balls...but the panther indeed seemed busy...even his muzzle would be hard to reach, considering the positioning...
"So mind if I join in?"
"I said -"
Jarvis shuffled closer, between the lion's legs, and grabbed the panther's leg to push his body backwards, to expose the place where the lion's cock pistoned into the lithe male, spreading his hole wide as it thrust in and out of that once tight pucker. He spent a few moments watching the veined member gliding in and out of the sloppy opening before he shuffled even closer and pushed his own tip down, thrusting it against the lion's own shaft. Will let out a grumble, and the panther's eyes widened.
"What the..."
"I'm sure he can take it," Jarvis commented, beginning to press forward.
"Oh Jesus Christ..." the lion grunted, forgetting to thrust for the moment, which suited Jarvis just fine, as he grinned to the wide-eyed, panting panther, and slowly pressed himself with further force.
"Heheheheh," Jarvis licked his lips as he watched the panther in front of him rudely, well knowing that he was being subjected to some of the most intense sexual feelings one could have.
"Fuck..." the panther huffed.
"Oh shit, man..."
"Nothing like a double stuffing, bro," Jarvis didn't address anyone in particle, even as he began to overload the panther with his own barbed menace.
"Aaah maaaan," Will mewled, still hidden by the body of the panther on top of him, face screwed up with the sheer sensations coursing through his body.
"Niiiiiiice...." Jarvis huffed as he felt himself, an inch by inch, to slip into the sloppy heat of the panther, almost delirious with pleasure on top of him.
"AUGH..."
"Aaahhh..."
Jarvis grabbed the panther's legs and pushed them around his own waist as he began to thrust into the slim cat's asshole. Slippery, frothy cum and lube were plunged out of the young male as he now got a double serving of cats inside him, with Jarvis doing the work...Will unable to move, for the exquisite heat and the barbs raking against his own sensitive shaft.
"Aahahamaananaananaaaan..."
It didn't surprise Jarvis that the panther was soon cumming, shooting watery splashes against both of their bellies, which only encouraged him to pound even harder into the panther's tender bud, bringing himself, too, and incidentally, the lion, into a messy finish that filled the bucking panther with even further messy heat. The panther on top suddenly collapsed backwards, over Will's front, and Jarvis staggered backwards, his cock slipping out of the panther. Jarvis let out a snarl when his supersensitive shaft smacked against his belly. He felt faint again as he fell on his rump and then rolled onto his side, panting and grunting.
"Aahh..."
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