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They'd been leering at each other from across the club. A subtle wink here, a lick of the lips there; both were primed now. Nothing would stand in their way as the zebra by the bar made his way over to the lustful lion that huddled himself away in the booth.

Theodore had initially come out tonight just to drink and have fun. His last relationship had hit the rocks and shattered into a million drama-inducing, guilt-ridden pieces. He'd been with the otter for about eight to nine months now, and ever since they'd moved in together it had been hell. Now Theo was free, and finally had the apartment to himself. After putting on his best sultry eyes and dark glowering looks for the cute lion, he was more certain than ever that he was taking his tasty ass home with him.

"Hey there..." He grinned as he confidently sat down next to the now-blushing male, a hand instantly going for his thigh. Rubbing up and down with lavishing strokes, he gave his killer smile and had the lion whimpering under his touch.

"H-hey!" The lion squeaked. He was just adorable; the zebra wanted to have him right here, right now. Theo gave him a look over, and growled menacingly at what he saw. The lion was even hotter up close! He had a dusty brown mane that was the softest he'd seen in a while, and the rest of his coat was a vivid gold and conditioned. All he was wearing right now were a tight pair of hot leather shorts and a fishnet top that had a 'v' where his mane trailed down his chest. His eyes were a deep green, and Theo would have fun ravaging the poor lion's body until those baby green eyes were begging for mercy, and yet wanting more no matter what.

Theo himself was dressed to impress; he had his favourite leather jacket on, and a pair of crotchless leather chaps. A barely containing jockstrap held back his meat, and by now he was straining to pluck it out and get the lion's muzzle down on it.

"The name's Ash..." The lion mewled, surrendering more to the insistent touch of the zebra. Theo didn't care for his name. All he could see now was that the lion was a hole to fuck, and something to satisfy his desires. He leant down, nibbling on one delicate ear as he murmured his plans, all the sordid details that he planned on doing to the lion, and that he had a choice. Theo delivered his ultimatum; follow after the zebra and come back to his for a night he'll never ever forget, or stay here and get hit on by plenty more gullible and adequate chumps who would never treat him right.

With the deal delivered, Theo got up abruptly, his hand suddenly leaving Ash's leg just as he was about to grope the feline's groin. He had the cat on edge, and without a glance back he strode purposefully up the stairs and out the door. Part of him wondered if the lion had gotten scared by the forthright equine, but as he clopped his way down the street he caught the faint sounds of claws scraping along the concrete as somebody bounded up behind him. A lewd smile crept across Theo's snout; looks like he'd struck gold tonight.

The zebra had a naturally large gait. He was over six foot tall, perhaps nearing towards six foot three, maybe four at a pinch. The lion can't have been anything more than under six foot... somewhere around five foot six, maybe seven? All it meant to Theo was that the cat was about to be in for the ride of his life. His cock throbbed at the thought of stretching out that tight hole... He couldn't help but openly squeeze his bulge right there on the street as they neared the door to his apartment block. Ash kept hot on the heels of the zebra, stumbling sometimes as he scurried to keep up. Dutifully, he walked through the door as it was held open for him, and he scampered up the stairs. Normally the lion chickened out of hooking up with guys from bars; he was too shy to ever go through with the actually ordeal of sex. He'd only done it once or twice and then never visited a club for months - and never having a stable and firm relationship meant he'd resorted to the internet for his relief. He'd seen what the zebra's type of guy could do to someone... and for some reason he wanted that more than anything in the world.

He was chased up the stairs by the frisky zebra, and slammed against a wall by the muscled stud. His mouth was instantly set open, a thick tongue pushing dominantly in between his lips. It laid claim to his muzzle, and Ash found himself moaning around the tongue as it explored every crevice of his mouth. The bitter taste of stale alcohol and mint stung at his senses, but he remained firm with the kiss - if you could call it that. Theo took what he wanted, his hands groping now heavily along the lion's slender curves and sleek figure. He put a leg in between the lion's own two, and prised them apart, forcing Ash to hike his legs away, exposing him and making him vulnerable. One of Theo's hands went instantly for those hot leather shorts, grinding his own crotch against the fabric as his fingers dug past the waistband and slid along the cat's average junk.

Theo fished out his keys from the pocket of his jacket and kicked open his door, his arms still wrapped possessively around the lion was they staggered inside together. There was no time for pleasantries or niceties; it was straight to the bedroom. By the time they'd already got there, the zebra had whisked off Ash's top and already had his hands greedily peeling away the leather that hid away his lower extremities. Theo shrugged off his jacket and threw it aside, clasping the lion's wrists in one hand as he flipped the submissive male onto his back. He lowered his body onto the lion's encompassing him with the musk and heat of his body, his muscles straddling his own and keeping him fixed. Once more that salacious tongue took control, and the zebra chewed and suckled along the lion's tender nape, moving further and further down until he came to the cute pink nubs that stuck up through the fur. Taking one between his teeth and other with his forefinger and thumb, he ruthlessly toyed with them, fine tuning them until he had the lion writhing and gasping under each slight touch. Ash tried to howl at him to stop, but his voice betrayed him,

"More! Fuck!" He was purring, a deep rumbling in his chest that he didn't even realise he was doing. The black and white striped male knelt over the cat, licking his lips and groaning at the thoughts of what he'd do to such an innocent body. He'd been given an open invitation, and now it was time to call Ash up on that offer.

Theo unceremoniously ripped off his jockstrap - he had plenty more, and could always just go out and buy some others - and tossed the raggedy underwear aside. Instantly his cock flopped out, swelling with blood and becoming hard. His flared crown head bulged obscenely, and Ash become transfixed with its size. He wrapped his paws around the foot long meat, whimpering at the thought of taking it inside him. It made his body shudder as he could barely wrap two paws around the girth, the medial ring rigid. Each time Ash stroked along the entirety of the zebra's length, it elicited a grunt from him, and dribbles of pre trickled over the lion's abdomen. His smaller length stood up, erect and begging for attention, an amiable five or so inches, though dwarfed by the zebra. Their cocks ground against each other in a strange dance of manhood, and as Ash stroked his pre-slick paws along the zebra's length the cock became slipperier and slipperier.

When Theo had decided he'd had enough handwork, he shuffled forwards on his knees, then turned himself around so that his cock slapped against the lion's muzzle and chest, his large balls resting on the cool wet nose. He knew what was to come next, and obediently the lion opened his mouth. Theo grabbed a hold of his base and swung his cock around, spreading a stream of pre all over the lion's chest before pulling back and pushing that fat crown between Ash's lips. A warm moist cocoon enveloped the zebra's meat, and he began to push in gradually, giving the lion little time to grow accustomed. Deeper and deeper went the thick length, and Theo growled at the sight of his hefty size travelling down the lion's throat. Out on the savannah in times long ago, his species was dinner for the lions, but now it would appear that this lion was still eating the zebra, only he was savouring it. It was the kinkiest type of role reversal; predator submits to prey, and nothing could be hotter to Theo who gripped the lion's neck and began to piston his hips with gusto. Each inch would press and grind out against the massaging walls of Ash's gullet, and he would slam in extra deep, his weighted balls crashing against the lion's muzzle.

It was a delicious feeling, and the zebra tried to make the most of it as his orgasm built up. Right as he neared the precipice, as the lion expected a mouthful of cum, he yanked his cock free and let the climax subside and fail to fire. The feeling ebbed away slowly, and Ash let out a pitiful whine of desperation. Theo ran his hand through the lion's mane, twirling his fingers through the lush fur with devious eyes, displaying his power over the male,

"Hush now, little kitty... You'll get my load soon enough." Ash blushed, his tail flicking absently in wide arcs as he anticipated what was to come. With a steady, rough paw, the zebra flipped the cat over so that he was laying on his stomach, his rock hard cock pressed tightly between the fur of his abdomen and the soft sheets of the bed. Theo moved behind him, and Ash felt the bed dip with the added weight. First on one side as the male clambered up, then on the other side of his body. His breathing quickened, his blood pounding through his body as his heart felt like it was about to explode from the sheer thrill of what was happening. His cheeks were parted, and cool air rushed against his taint and starving hole, sending an electric shiver up his spine and along his tail. Theo was reaching to collect something, and pulled from his nightstand a bottle of lube, but no condom. Ash began to worry, and piped up in a squeaky, nervous voice,

"Aren't you going to use protection?" Theo gave a disinterested snort,

"Are you clean?" He asked gruffly, as though it mattered now, and Ash could only nod meekly,

"Well... yeah bu-"

"Then we don't need protection." Ash tried to speak up again, but the zebra silenced him with a sharp slap to his ass, "Shut up, boy. I'm fucking you raw. Deal with it."

Ash whimpered, oddly aroused by the display of dominance when yet it was against his wishes, but kept quiet. He'd let this run its course, and it was probably only for one night. A thick stream of lube splashed down his crack and over his hole. The lion felt like maybe it was too much, but with the large monster that was about to enter him, he doubted it. Theo worked in the viscous liquid into the tight hole, delving deep first with two fingers, then three, then to Ash's surprise four. He was beginning to panic that soon the large male would have his entire fist up there, but Theo pulled back eventually. The hole was open now with a lewd yawn, and was ready to accept his cock with utter greed.

Theo was happy to oblige; he shuffled forwards on his legs, his thighs resting on the lion's plump cheeks as he lined up his cock with the gaping hole. The head just about popped in with ease, and Theo wasted no time in rapidly sinking in the rest, slamming all the way to the hilt. Ash gave a pathetic roar, the pain shooting along his insides until it eventually blossomed into pleasure. The zebra was a born fuck; he knew with his endowment he couldn't just ravage any ass if he wanted them to remain in one piece. For a few moments he waited, rather impatiently, for the lion's quaking hole to calm and for him to become used to the girth and depth he was stretched to.

Slowly, far too slowly for Theo's tastes, Ash became still again and his wriggling and moaning lessened. The zebra took this as a sign to continue, and without care began to pull his monster back. He watched the ebony length pull on that rim so artfully, making it stretch out and melt against the black flesh. He felt his flare tug at the edge gingerly, signalling he'd pulled all the way out before he thrust the whole length back in with astounding force. Ash gasped, the air fucked right out of his lungs as it felt like a train had just careened straight into his gut. What was being ploughed deep into his ass didn't feel like a cock; it felt more like a giant piston, fat and long as it pounded relentlessly away at his inner depths. Theo worked like a tireless machine. There was no let-up, no slowing down, and definitely no stopping. Each and every inch would slide itself out until the very tip remained, and though Ash willed it to exit his sore hole and let him rest, it would just ram itself back into him. His prostate became the buffer for the blunt head, and each time Theo made his presence known, it would send the most intense sensation throughout his body. His nerves were unable to process it, and soon he just gave up and called it pleasure, as he was mildly aware that he'd blown his load between the sheets. He could feel his balls burning with the need for another release, and mewling loudly up into the air, howling out to no one but the grunting zebra; he let loose his second orgasm, painting his abdomen a creamy off-white. The sensation was dulled through his rapidly exhausting body, but still Theo wouldn't relent. Still that bludgeon cock rammed along his walls and battered his prostate into a quivering pulp.

The medial ring would slip to and fro, stroking evilly over the swollen rim of the lion's used hole. Pre and sweat now glistened in the light through the lion's cheeks, and his crack was now dripping with Theo's deposits. Ash groaned, feeling a third need building within him as he desperately tried to fend it off. It was mind-blowing in every sense. He could neither string together enough conscience thought to make a sentence begging for mercy, nor could he throw himself fully into the rut. He was helpless - a sack of meat that the zebra used as his fuck toy. More and more sordid slams, the sound of slapping cheeks and balls cracking against balls filling the bedroom, and Theo's grunts becoming more exhilarated, and thick with the rush of air; he was getting close, Ash could tell, and he huffed out the beginnings of a laugh. He could take a breather after this, maybe go a second round if he recovered well enough.

Theo had other plans though, and giving off a strained whinny and a snort, he thrust his entire length right up deep into Ash's hole, much deeper than the poor lion could have imagined, feeling the rod nearly take up his gut. He could barely howl or scream as once more he found himself clawing for breath, the force having knocked out his strength. Then came the flood; rivers of pouring seed that swelled up in his abdomen, streaming down and coating his depths with white sticky batter. It spurted past Theo's cock, splattering across the bed and Ash's ass in intricate splodges, and his balls soon dribbled strings of cum. He held it for a moment more, holding the lion down, his flat teeth pressing hard against Ash's neck as he kept him submissive and in his true place. Sweet Mother Nature all fucked up; the lion had fallen prey to the zebra. Theo yanked his cock out of the barely twitching hole, groping himself at the sight of his cum pooling out from his conquered ass. This was the power he loved, and the feeling he relished in most; making others his bitch, and leaving his mark all over their bodies. He glanced over the collapsed body of Ash, and he gave the sleaziest grin he could,

"Kitty... You and I are gonna be seeing a whole lot more of one another."