The Aftermath: Enjoying the Show

Story by Shakal on SoFurry

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#10 of Valhalla Industries

Jaythen heads to the Meat Locker to enjoy a night of hot strippers. But he gets more then he'd planned for when he ends up on stage himself as a 'prop'.


This story was written by Danath as one of his free themed livestream story events, without knowledge of the rest of the Valhalla collection being created. Edited by Shakal with Danath's permission and approval.

Originally posted here -> Freebies Vol. 52: Indecent Exposure Edition!

The Aftermath: Enjoying the Show

For not the first time during the night, Jaythen wondered why, exactly, he ever let his friends take him anywhere.

He would have asked them, but it was hard to talk with nine inches of throbbing wolf cock shoved so far down your throat the knot acts as a ball gag.

Jaythen's arms were pulled behind his backside, tied together with his wrists at the opposite elbow. He was kneeling on center stage, the stripper pole grinding between his cheeks, while his raging erection throbbed between his legs. The tight cockring circling his cock meant he couldn't cum, even if he were able to touch himself. The shy, lean snow leopard's tail was lifted up, attached to the collar around his neck by a matching collar around the tip of his lushly furred tail. Finally a pair of leather thighcuffs kept his legs squeezed tight together.

The wolf, meanwhile, was Carl. Carl was a "dancer" at the Meat Locker, a live sex show club in the seediest part of town known for its "audience participation" nights. Jaythen made the mistake of telling his friends he thought Carl was the hottest dancer that night. His friends, naturally, pooled together their money and offered the muscular black wolf $500 if he could tease Jaythen into begging for more.

The wolf, unfortunately for Jaythen, agreed - and after taking one look at the snow leopard's attractive, twinky physique, offered to do it for only $250.

He'd been thrust on stage for what he'd assumed was a grindy dance. Instead, the big black wolf had slapped a collar on him, tied him up, and vigorously fucked his muzzle into pulp while his friends and the rest of the rowdy, horny club goers cheered them on.

Carl's thickness was deep red, popping with veins. It twitched deep in the back of Jaythen's throat and the leopard thought for a moment the wolf would cum. Instead, Carl pulled out, inch after inch, dragging it over the feline's rough tongue.

"I love you little cat bitches... best muzzles," Carl growled at Jaythen, panting hard as he watched saliva and pre-cum drip down the skinny feline's lips.

Jaythen moaned and hung his head, ears burning, eyes watering. His throat was raw, sore from the vigorous pounding. The wolf was brutal - hard, rough sex. Jaythen's pucker clenched at the thought of the wolf taking him from behind and his lower lip trembled, making spittle and cum fly off.

The thick red pole ran over his face, smearing thick pre-cum into his fur. He coughed, gagging on the thick musk, and moaned into the heavy testicles the wolf dragged over his lips. He licked and sucked at them automatically, ignoring the jeers of the crowd as he enthusiastically went after them.

Carl stood still, hips out, paws on his hips, watching as the subby feline licked his nuts. The wolf's muscular chest rose and fell as his cock draped over Jaythen's head, between his triangular ears. He licked his lips, white teeth glinting, and leaned over to check the cat's erection. It was hard as ever, a deep red, almost purple, as a faint trickle of pre-cum burst from the tip now and then. The cat was edging, Carl knew, and he'd stay that way until the $250 was in the strap of his jock, currently hanging around Jaythen's muzzle.

The snow leopard moaned again, shuddering, cock aching like it never had before. His balls hurt, so full and pent up; they protruded from under his shaft, throbbing and bobbing, too full to even swing as they pulled upwards. He gasped as the fat wolf cock pushed past his lips again, deep into his throat, and curled his lips over his teeth as the huge knot plugged him up.

His chest hurt, burned for air, by the time Carl pulled back again. The wolf thrust with short, hard, jerky movements, brutalizing the back of Jaythen's already sore throat. The cat coughed and hacked when the cock came out, cum dripping from his nose. His eyes watered as Carl grabbed his shoulders and hauled him upright. His legs shook and he fell forward, into the wolf's powerful chest and arms. Sharp black claws grabbed his ass, squeezing roughly and lifting him up onto his tiptoes. His cock rubbed against Carl's deep-cut abs and he whined uncontrollably, mewling like a kitten as the wolf had his way with him.

"Whadda ya think, boys, has he had enough?" Jaythen heard Carl shout above the throbbing music.

He couldn't hear the reply, but Carl laughed and spun him around.

"Hear that, kitty?" he growled, leaning over the feline's backside. "They're gonna throw in another hundred if I fuck your brains out."

Jaythen's legs went out from under him and he collapsed to the floor. Carl followed him, straddling the backs of the feline's gray thighs. Jaythen's tail hole, already exposed thanks to the straps on the tip of his tail, puckered as the wolf's maleness rubbed over it. Jaythen turned his head, eyes red and watering, still drooling cum and saliva.

"Uunnnnggh... nnnn... noooo... let me... let me cum!" he pleaded.

Carl laughed and grabbed his jockstrap from the leopard's muzzle. He shoved it between Jaythen's lips, stifling his cries. The leopard gagged as the intense smell and taste of musk and sweat overwhelmed his senses, increasing his heat even further.

"I'm gonna earn every penny," Carl growled, claws raking down Jaythen's prostrated backside.

The wolf's powerful thighs squeezed around the outsides of Jaythen's bound legs. The leopard's fingers twitched against his elbows as the wolf leaned forward, weight descending on his backside. His cock prodded his tail hole, testing how tight he was. Satisfied the leopard wasn't a virgin, Carl grunted and pushed forward. Pre-cum sprayed into Jaythen's rump and he thrashed under the wolf, his cock feeling as though it would burst beneath his belly.

Carl, fortunately, didn't start out fucking Jaythen's ass as roughly as his muzzle, but the wolf was still anything other than gentle. Claws pricked Jaythen's side as the thick-set, muscular male rested his entire weight on the skinny leopard's backside. The crowd roared as he sunk in, burying his length to the knot. Jaythen's cheeks, bulging with used jockstrap, expanded as he screamed with pleasure. The wolf's tip hammered his prostate; the other nine inches ground open his hole, stretching him like he never had been before. He could feel every vein on the wolf's shaft as it plunged into him, over and over. He felt the hot seed trickling down his thighs as the wolf's pre-cum was squeezed back out around the fat red shaft.

Carl grunted, grinding his knot against Jaythen's hole. There was no way it would fit, not with the feline's thighs squeezed together, tightening his tailhole - the wolf was far too big. But he was content to tease the leopard with it, using sharp thrusts to pummel the bound feline's ass again and again.

Jaythen's head lifted, along with most of his chest. The jockstrap, covered in cum and spittle, flew from his muzzle, flying out into the crowd - a souvenir for a lucky member of the audience.

"Grraaaahhhhh! Fuck me harder!" Jaythen screamed, eyes wide and unseeing as the wolf's fist closed around the short-cropped hair on top of his head.

Carl growled and did just that. Hauling backwards on Jaythen's head, the wolf thrust savagely into the cat's ass. One paw reached around, clenching on Jaythen's chest and nipple as his other paw yanked on the feline's hair. His hips pistoned back and forth, slamming home with wet, hard grinds.

Carl's teeth, bared in a feral grin, clenched together. Spit dripped over his trembling lips as he thrust into the leopard, giving in to his base instincts. He rolled over suddenly, taking Jaythen with him. The feline yowled as he ended up on top of the wolf's thrusting hips, bouncing in midair uncontrollably.

His cock flopped against his lower belly, then against his thighs, then smacking back into his belly. One of Carl's powerful arms wrapped around Jaythen's arms and chest, holding him tight, as the other found his cock.

"Beg for it, slut!" the wolf commanded.

The audience watched, enraptured, as the feline's voice broke.

"Ooooh, god, let me cum, please! I'll do anything, just... take it off! Please!"

"Good boy."

The much larger canine thrust upwards hard and yanked on the leather cockring around Jaythen's shaft, undoing the snap holding it in place. At the same time, the muscular canine came, roaring his dominance as he ground his tip deep into the leopard's ass, filling his guts with spunk. As soon as the cockring came off, Jaythen was cumming, shooting streams of white seed well over a dozen feet, over his head and into the audience. The feline's whole body shook, wracked in orgasmic lust, hips clenching around the meaty shaft grinding into him, his tail hole spasming around the fat length of wolf flesh plugging his hole.

Carl didn't stop grinding in, lifting his hips off the floor, flexing his whole body as he lifted Jaythen up. The feline' body bent, legs straining as his chest pushed against Carl's strong arm, trying to push his body into a arch. His teeth clamped together as he growled and moaned, lips pulled back, eyes rolling up into his head as the pleasure continued. He came harder than he ever had in his life, splattering his chest and muzzle with twice as much cum as he could normally produce.

Carl's thick cum stayed inside the leopard's rump. The wolf's fat knot ached as it pushed forward, plugging Jaythen up totally from the outside. Carl grunted, feeling the spasming feline wriggling around his cock. The cat really was something else, the wolf thought. He panted hard, lips pulling back into a wide grin instead of the lustful, feral look from earlier.

He felt something on his forehead and tipped his head back. The cat's friends were leaning over the stage, batting at his ears with a stack of twenties.

"Hey, we put a little something extra in there for you," one of them said. "Feel free to take him home tonight!"

"You earned it!" another said, before high fiving the other.

Jaythen leaned his head back, his breathing still rough and labored. He turned his muzzle and whispered to Carl, who nodded sagely. The exhausted Jaythen turned his head back and went limp, too tired to even squeeze on the wolf's fantastic cock for another second.

Carl motioned for the bouncer to come over. The burly polar bear's erection was quite noticeable in the black leather thong he wore, the only uniform the bouncers had in the Meat Locker. Carl whispered to the bear, who glanced up a few times at Jaythen's friends.

The bear disappeared as Carl slowly extracted himself from the twitching feline. The crowd applauded and broke up as he helped Jaythen to his feet and undid the restraints on his arms and legs. Behind them, the polar bear and two of the other bouncers at the Meat Locker approached Jaythen's friends.

As the three bouncers pulled the protesting males into the backroom, Carl grinned at Jaythen.

"I still can't believe you got them to pay me," the wolf said. "Like I've needed a reason to fuck your throat the last few weeks. Glad they paid the extra though, wanted an excuse to finally get at that tight tail of yours."

Jaythen laughed weakly and hung on the large wolf's arm, a purr rising in his throat. "A comment here, a comment there... they never saw it coming. But if you're taking me home tonight, you'd better fucking knot me. That was a rotten trick."

The two laughed as they made their way off the stage towards the back room, where the sounds Jaythen's friends were making were already reverberating through the entire club...