FSE

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Hehhey, folks, here's a sequel to my previous story Just Remember to Blow which was definitely asking for continuation, or so I feel, at least! So here we go...more feline awesomeness for you, and I hope you like it! I look forward to hearing your comments, and as always, your feedback is greatly appreciated.

Have a nice read and a nice weekend, everyone!

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"Earth to Shaaaauun....do you read, me over?"

The lion almost jumped, and felt his ears droop guiltily as he turned to look at the otter sitting next to him on the adjacent seat, both of them amidst the sea of furs in the big auditorium-type lecture hall, packed for the evening lecture.

"Huh?" Shaun mumbled, looking at the round-cheeked water-fur sitting next to him.

Jon's brow quirked, looking at his lion buddy who seemed to be really damn absent-minded today.

"Wassup?" the otter hissed from the corner of his muzzle while still looking ahead at the lecturer droning on about the invention of the recorder. "You've been either doodling on your notes or checking your phone all the time!"

Shaun almost dropped his pen - its tip made a sudden smudge amidst the abstract patterns he had scribbled onto the lined note paper, having started with the neatly written headline "CHAMBER MUSIC, 1500 -" , but below that, there was almost nothing of actual meaning there, only the odd word, and lots of...circles, and a stick figure of a lion, and a really crude drawing of a bicycle.

The lion averted the otter's gaze, too, not wanting to look him in the eye, in case that'd give the otter some further hints about why he was in such a distracted state, drawing and the like, while he was usually trying to be diligent enough in the lectures, following carefully and listening to the music samples and making notes. This time he'd managed nothing...no wonder Jon had noticed his unusually slob-like behavior.

"Just a bit tired," he whispered, "long day. Didn't sleep too much."

"Sure, man," the otter chuckled covertly, "why'd you not sleep?"

Why not indeed...Shaun blushed even thinking about the fact that he'd stayed up until three am, exchanging texts with a tiger he knew was sitting several rows away from them, above them in the auditorium, with his own buddies...the same tiger who'd only yesterday, just a bit over 24 hours ago taken Shaun's virginity...at least in one sense, when the striped cat made a move on him and they did the naughty in a practice room...

"Uh, gaming," the lion said, "GTA...eh..."

"Oh maan, you still stuck on it?" the otter hissed.

"Yeah, uh, got carried away..."

Well that was true...the texts had become increasingly naughty as time passed...it'd been as close to having phone sex as Shaun had ever even imagined himself doing...and he had pulled a quick, spoogy load out of his hard cat-hood while clutching his phone...the same one he'd checked at least a dozen times during the lecture, to make sure there wasn't another message there...hadn't Cyril, the tiger, promised to ask him out? He couldn't have been just playing, had he?

Shaun felt nervous...he'd never dated a guy...not for the lack of wanting ,but for the lack of courage to ask anyone he was interested in out, or use a hookup web page, or an app...he'd just been too shy...and now the tiger was being decisively non-shy, and the lion didn't really know what to do...was he even ready to fool around with a guy? Shaun knew he was gay, but still...it was really a big step to make it all happen in practice, too, rather than his naughtiest, most secret fantasies...he hadn't even come out to anyone, not even Jon, who seemed easy-going enough to likely not mind...but you never knew...

"Hahah, man!" the otter snickered while pretending to write onto his notebook.

"Heh, yeah," Shaun mumbled. "So that's it. Think I'm gonna take an early night today, get a really good sleep and be all refreshed for weekend."

"Well you better be, dude, you promised to go to the mall with me tomorrow!" the otter grinned. "Got that shopping to do and food and that movie, right?"

A perfect date, the lion thought, ruefully, if only it'd be one...the otter was completely straight....but he couldn't really find regrets about the fact, not now when he, Shaun, might actually have some proper male company lined up...as long as the tiger wasn't just playing tricks on him...

"Sure," Shaun said to the otter, "Looking forward to it, Jon."

"Me too!" the otter replied, sounding cheerful even in his semi-covert whisper. "Been wanting to see Gravity since it came out, I've heard so much about it!"

"Me too, dude," Shaun replied absentmindedly, "looking forward to it, too."

"Well you bet!" the otter grinned.

Plink.

Shaun's tail batted the underside of the table...that was definitely his phone, telling him that a message had just been sent to its owner...oh my God...could it be...he tried to will his paws to not to shake as he pulled out the phone, woke up the screen and tapped himself into his messages...yes...could it be...was it...was it...

Who's the otter?

need I be jealous?

*pout*

Shaun blushed, peeking at the message under the desk, and hoped that the otter couldn't see it...a quick glance told him that Jon was actually listening for the moment while the professor demonstrated with an extra long recorder... his heart began to thump, and he couldn't help it...he made a quick glance over his shoulder and spotted the tiger, several rows up, sitting between a pretty vixen and a messy-looking German Shepherd, looking...just as hot an unattainable as ever, sitting there, all relaxed and handsome...

Shaun hurried to glance down to his lap again, feeling shy and eager and funny and weird and horny all at the same time, as he forced his padded fingers into action.

Lol just a friend!

He sent the message and quickly put his phone away and tried to concentrate on the boring lecture again, but found it almost impossible - all he could think of was the tiger, grinning so confidently while pressing their muzzles together...his first kiss with a guy...or the same way that paw had pushed his muzzle down to something else altogether...damn...he was sure that he'd grown much more aroused if he hadn't rubbed himself off several times last night, reliving the sexual haze of going down on the tiger...who was even now likely spying on him...

Plink!

Oh...well that was quick, he thought, as he dug out the phone again.

Can u gt rid of him after lecture

and come to prking zone D

wanna see you : )

Shaun's heart fluttered, and he only barely suppressed the urge to glimpse at the tiger again, share some eye contact, tell him with his smile that he really really REALLY wanted to do just that...but he knew that it'd become suspicious if he kept spinning his head too much...the one look before he thought he had gotten away with, but doing it often...Jon, surely, would start to wonder what he was doing...

So what could the tiger want, he thought? The parking lot seemed like kinda public place for a meet...unless the tiger wanted them to go somewhere...did Cyril have a car? He wasn't sure...he'd only see the tiger in the hallways or out on the campus courtyard, he really didn't know how the tiger got around...but maybe he did have a car...damn, it was the parking lot, after all!

Shaun chastised himself for overthinking the tiger's every move, and began to type.

I can try

what u planning?

The lion's heart fluttered while he contemplated the possibility of spending time with Cyril...hadn't the tiger promised to ask him out sometime in the future? If this was it, it was really happening quickly...

"What was that, dude?"

The tiger bit his teeth together to maintain his poker face while he turned to look at the otter.

"Huh?"

"Your texts!" the otter smirked.

"Uhmm..." Shaun mumled. "Mom, heh."

"Awww...missing her little boy?" the otter winked.

"Yeah, heh," the lion shrugged, glad that the otter was providing such good distraction material he could play with, "told her that I was busy, hahah."

"Heh, way to go man!" the otter patted his arm. "Show her you're all grown up now."

Shaun was pretty sure that his mom would disapprove of just how grown up he'd been as of late, especially when it came to what he did on his knees in front of a certain tiger...

"Hah."

Plink.

"Hahah, she's not giving up so easily huh?"

Shaun's ears drooped while he pulled out his phone and peeked at the screen from an angle to ensure that Jon couldn't peep.

Give u a good time

LOL

come on cutie

pout ^^

Shaun couldn't help but chuckle, seeing the silly text, and quickly tapped out a response.

lol

okay gonna try

He put the phone back to his pocket, feeling his stomach and tail squirming with excitement and some nerves, too, at the prospect of getting to spend some more time with the mysteriously behaving but nonetheless extremely hot tiger.

"Your mom still texting you, duuuuude?" Jon hissed in a teasing note.

"No, uh, no," the lion replied as he willed his brain to come up with a suitable emergency lie, "no, it was the...uh...the post office! They've got a...a spare part for my clarinet there, and I think I'm gonna pick it up after this lecture, I'm sure the office is still open."

"What's wrong with your flute?" the otter smirked.

Shaun was so used to being teased about his clarinet that he didn't even bother to appear outraged.

"Nothing, uh, it's just a couple new reeds and a ligature," he said, "you know, gotta maintain the instrument, and having that part in my muzzle can really wear it down, you know...teeth and all..."

"Ewww," the otter giggled under his breath.

"So..." the lion mumbled hopefully, "I guess we'll see tomorrow at noon at the mall then?"

"Sure do, man!" the otter elbowed him. "Gotta get those new clothes or Tamera will never stop nagging to me about me looking like I'm a hobo, lol."

Shaun recalled the otter's raccoon girlfriend, and couldn't help but agree, considering Jon's current attire of jeans so worn that there were holes on the knees and the shapeless hoodie he'd thrown on, too.

"Heheh, though luck, man."

Once the otter had finished nudging him and gone back actually writing notes again, Shaun tugged out his phone and composed a quick answer to the tiger.

We're on.

*

Once they traded goodbyes, Shaun hurried down the pawpath to an unusual direction to him, instead of taking the usual turn for the bus stop to ride to his dorm, he took another turn and soon found himself navigating amidst the sprawling student parking lots behind the university mail building. It reminded him of a packed car mall or the like, Shaun mused as he hurried along, following the signs that denoted areas amidst the mass of cars, all seemingly trying to escape the university all at once now.

Zone D was found unsurprisingly from behind Zone C, and once Shaun noticed the signs, his heartbeat quickened while he sought out the sign of a familiar well-dressed tiger waiting for him. He considered sending a text to say once again the he was coming, but he didn't really want to seem too eager, or clingy...and he'd only been searching for a couple of minutes...

"Yo!"

His ears jumped at the raised voice, and as he turned about, he caught the sight of a feline head hovering above a car, followed by a raised paw.

"Hi!" Shaun squeaked, and put his paws into action.

Cyril the tiger was leaning against a silver-colored car that looked more suitable for someone's dad than a young student dude, the lion thought, but it also looked expensive, and nice, and the tiger seemed to be shining as much as the car, too, once the backpack-carrying lion made his way to the car and was face to face with the lazily slumping tiger.

"Wassup?" Cyril smirked, showing a hint of teeth between his lips.

"Um...hi?" Shaun mumbled.

"Well hello to you too," the tiger winked. "Had a busy day?"

"Uh...kinda...yeah..." the lion scratched his neck, "lots of lectures and...yeah...so glad it's Friday..."

"Aren't we all?" the tiger grinned. "And that means you have all weekend to do your homework, and that means you'll be free tonight, right?"

"Uh...yeah, yeah," Shaun nodded, "you...eh...have something in mind?"

"Sure I do," the tiger grinned as he stood up to his full height, hovering a bit over the lion, and took out a car key which he put into the lock on the driver's side and turned. The doors opened with a click, "gonna show you a good time, like I promised."

Shaun flushed under his furs as he heard the tiger's casual tone and saw him open the driver's door...this did mean that the tiger was going to take him somewhere...and he was going to be in his fancy expensive car...and...

"Come on!" Cyril swiped his legs with his tail.

Shaun hurried around the car and landed onto the passenger's seat, with his backpack put between his legs on the floor. Cyril settled behind the wheel and put on his seatbelt. Him turning on the key lit up the dashboard with all sorts of displays and gauges that made it seem more like a fighter plane cockpit than a car, Shaun thought mildly, while listening to the engine beginning to purr.

"You've got a really nice car," Shaun mumbled, not really sure what else to say.

"Mom and dad thought it'd teach me responsibility," the tiger replied while putting the gear on reverse.

Shaun wasn't exactly sure of that logic, but if it gave you a nice car, he wouldn't mind to be taught some responsibility, too.

"Cool," he said.

"Do you have a car?" Cyril asked.

"I've got a license but I don't have a car, no," Shaun explained," don't really need it in town, I suppose."

"What's with the price of gas and all..." Cyril mused.

"Uh...yeah, I guess."

The tiger kept humming while he piloted the car, out of the lot and then onto the street.

"You don't mind if I put on some music do you?" Cyril asked, paw hovering over the CD player.

"Not at all."

The tiger tapped the touch screen once and some rather vigorous piano music blasted into the car.

"I like a bit of Chopin when I'm driving," Cyril grinned.

Shaun found himself sitting nervously throughout the car journey, unsure what to think or to do, really, let alone say. He wasn't sure if drives like this, with a guy you'd had sex with only 24 hours previously, were supposed to be like this, but he also knew that he wasn't sure just how exactly they should be, anyway. Were they supposed to talk about stuff?? About sex? About feelings? Were they now dating or something? Was Cyril going to take him to a surprise date? He'd told the lion that he was going to ask him out, but Shaun had no idea where there were going. It didn't really look like date territory opening out of the windows...it seemed more like a suburb to him, now, with rows of houses on sprawling roads, and a few high-rise blocks, too.

"And here we are!" Cyril announced, swiveling the wheel to take them to a parking lot outside an apartment building.

"What is this place?"

The tiger chuckled.

"This is where I live, you silly!" the tiger snickered, "here...there's my spot..."

He slowed down to a crawl, signaled, and parked the car between a Ford and a Volkswagen, and pulled on the brake.

"You live here?"

"It's a really nice place," Cyril smirked. "It's really peaceful."

"Shaun glanced at the building.

"Well, I guess it beats a dorm."

"It sure as hell does!" the tiger patted his thigh before he started to get out of the car, "take your stuff."

The lion followed, obediently, taking his bag and watching the tiger retrieve his shoulder bag from the back seat before they made a two-cat trek into the building, through somewhat musky hallways, up three flights of stairs, and then into an apartment.

It was nice, Shaun had to agree, kitchen, bedroom and a living area, all compact but definitely so much more comfortable than a dorm, the lion thought. It also looked kinda...mature, he wondered, what's with the thick rug on the floor, the dark wooden dining table, the leather couch and expensive-looking bookshelves filled with books about music and art. The living area also had a Yamaha keyboard, with a a pair of big headphones plugged to it and resting on the piano chair, and he also saw that the tiger's repertoire also included a guitar (hanging from the wall), the clarinet (on a music stand) and a suspicious long black box that could contain any variety of wind instruments.

"Just make yourself comfortable, dude," the tiger grinned once they were in.

"Uh....thanks..."

Cyril suddenly stepped closer to the lion and put his arm around him, and still smiling, leaned to kiss his lips, quickly.

"You're so damn cute," he purred, lips barely away from Shaun's while his paw rubbed the lion's back.

Shaun couldn't help it, a mewl escaped from his lips and he felt suddenly overpowered by the presence of the tiger, his scent, his eyes and his muzzle, not to mention that paw touching his body and causing increasing blood flow in all the right places.

"Uhhh..."

"I like shy guys so fucking much..." the tiger kept speaking in a dangerous, low, purring voice while his tongue slipped out and licked Shaun's lips, forcing him to moan.

Shaun really didn't want to argue with that...he didn't like being so shy, maybe, but if it got him laid...he wouldn't have any complaints.

"I...I like you..." he mumbled once their impromptu lip lock ended, and he hoped it would only be momentary.

"I know you do," the tiger replied, sounding almost cocky in his confidence about his attractiveness.

Shaun found himself led by his arm to the big brown leather couch and gently pushed to sit down on it, with a big tiger soon landing upon him, leaning on him, a thigh thrown over his legs while the tiger simply pressed him down onto the couch and covered him with his own body, kissing him and fondling him with his playful paws. Shaun kept on purring and moaning openly, especially when Cyril began to nibble on his neck and he couldn't do anything but throw his head back and whimper at the sudden turn of events, and try to paw over the tiger's arched back.

"Uhhhh Cyr......ill...." the lion slurred.

"Husssh...gonna take care of ya little lion..." the tiger slurred dirtily, which only served to make Shaun throb harder in his pants and feel like he might lose it right there and then. The lion couldn't really find anything to complain about such a treatment...something about the tiger's utter confidence, and the sheer seduction of his actions upon the young lion were enough to make him mellow. The tiger surely knew what he was doing...biting down on his neck a little while rumbling, not too loud, but still dominant enough, and his paws were everywhere, Shaun just couldn't keep up, they just touched him all over and made his skin tingle under his furs.

All too soon, Cyril suddenly flopped over to the side and sat on the couch, breathing deeply, looking at him with a smirk.

"Get your clothes off," he said in an unceremonious pant, "I wanna get to see what you look like, properly."

Shaun wasn't sure whether he could blush even more than before, but he gave a simple nod, and began to unbutton his shirt.

"Not like that," the tiger chuckled, snapping his tail against the lion's legs, "stand up so that I can see properly. It'll be more comfortable."

Shaun gave him a look.

"You want me to strip or something...?"

"Well you will strip, obviously, but you don't' have to make it into a show," Cyril replied, "I'm sure it'll be fun enough, stripping moves or not."

"I can't dance," Shaun's ears drooped.

"Stripping isn't dancing," Cyril winked. "Off with them, now, I want to see what kind of a hot body you keep hidden under those clothes."

Shaun got up to his footpaws, slowly, and mostly just stared down at them, feeling even more shy and exposed than before.

"I'm not really...much to look at," he said.

He dared a glance at the tiger sprawled on the couch, looking damn sexy, and with one paw playing with his chest and the other rubbing his groin through his pants. He sure seemed intent on getting a show, and he wasn't sure how to put up one.

"I think you're just fine," Cyril replied. "You're cute and got a nice mane..."

"You like my mane?" Shaun brushed a paw through it nervously.

"I love manes," the tiger grinned, "and I love tigers, and I love your long tail, and I like those big paws..."

"Well, uh..."

"Show me your body, Shaun," Cyril rumbled, "show me the body I want to touch soon..."

He punctuated his words by touching himself, and that, if anything ,was more than enough to encourage Shaun to put his shaky paws to unbuttoning his shirt...it came off easily, to show his modest torso...he hadn't really put any work to it, but at least his furs were thick and added a little bit of bulk, at least visually...he was still feeling shaky when he gently threw the shirt onto the couch.

"You've got the cutest belly," the tiger winked, "come on here..."

He made a "come here" gesture with his paw, too, prompting Shaun to obey as he stepped closer, causing his erection to rub raw against the fabric of his shorts...and soon he felt the tiger's paws over the small of his back, rubbing there while the tiger looked up to him, briefly, before he began to nuzzle and lick all over his belly.

"OhhhahahahahCyr..."

He'd never even imagined it could feel so good, but it sure did, the tiger lapping and breathing hotly and just rubbing his chin over his bare belly while the tiger's paws massaged his butt. His tail flailed and flicked against the floor. it felt so hot...so good...

"Hmmm...and you smell good, too..."

"Uh...thanks..."

Cyril smacked a kiss against the small bump of Shaun's belly, and leaned back on the couch again, his paws slipping from Shaun's rump.

"Now the rest...let's see."

Shaun swallowed before he leant down to untie his sneakers, kicked them off, and put his socks away, too, before he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans and wriggled himself out of it, feeling furiously aroused and shy when he knew that the tiger would next see the bulge in his blue, simple boxers. He knew from yesterday that the tiger surely was better hung than he was...

"Hmmmmmm...nice," Cyril purred, watching carefully now, "you're really good looking, did you know that? So cute..."

Guess cute was better than nothing, the lion thought. He couldn't even imagine himself as a hunk, bulging with muscles and the like...Cyril wasn't really that kind of a hunk, either...but he simply oozed masculinity and good looks and confidence that were such a turn-on, he couldn't help it. He could barely resist the urge to rub himself, even in front of the tiger's curious eyes.

"Thanks."

"Let's see what you're packing then," Cyril grinned, "you saw mine already..."

And tasted it, Shaun thought with some pride at having conquered the tiger's dick, as he slipped his fingers under his waistband and let them go down in a quick motion, bending over a bit and then stepping out of his underwear so that once he stood back up, his five curved, barbed inches bounced up and remained throbbing against his belly, all pink and damp and with a set of nice golde-fuzzed balls hanging between his legs. The cool air made him shiver a little...or was it the tiger's gaze...or the arousal...he wasn't sure.

"Nice one," Cyril licked his lips.

Shaun almost slapped a paw over his junk, but stayed back, instead just standing there and wondering what he was asked to do next.

"Come on here," the tiger wriggled a finger.

Shaun padded over, his heart thumping as he approached to the grinning tiger.

"Let's see..."

Shaun whimpered when he suddenly felt fingers around him, leathery pads and warm fur, all closing on him, touching him from all sides like nobody ever touched him before...he tensed, he moaned, he bucked his hips, slipping through the tiger's bold, friendly grip.

"It feels really good," Cyril smiled, "Really hot."

The tiger gave him a couple of tugs, making the lion purr and rumble once again as the warm sensations coursed through him. They shot through his belly and made his balls itch, and he felt so hot...his chest full of sounds.

"And you leak a lot..." Cyril noted with his paw's motions becoming all the more slippery as he slowly jerked the lion off, "busy balls..."

Shaun mewled when the tiger's paw cupped his paws and gave them a gentle tug and a squeeze before just rolling them around while his finger still stroked over his sensitive, warm member.

"So damn hot..."

The lion's eyes widened when he realized that the warm sparks flashing through his body were building up really quickly...becoming really familiar, but more intense...and the tiger was still stroking him and looking at him while licking his lips...

"Oh...Oh God...." his body tensed, his tail shooting up behind him, "I'm gonna...ahhh...Cyr..."

The tiger closed his muzzle around the lion's tip, even as he still kept on stroking, knuckles now bunging against his own lips while he applied a gentle little suction and licked over the twitching, barbed end of the pointed dick now safely enclosed in his maw, and Shaun, the sweet lion, practically roared when he felt the heat boil up and he was coming, quick, hot spurts into the tiger's muzzle, and he could feel Cyril swallow every drop that his balls kept pumping out, the lion trembling and moaning while he found himself in the middle of one of the best orgasms of his whole life. He couldn't believe how good it felt, having his cock nursed between the tiger's lips like that, even after he stopped shooting and simply twitched, his body still trying to pump out more while he was expended for this time...paws curled into fists and pressing firmly against his fluffy hips, as he kept panting.

"Hmmmm..." Cyril smiled as he leaned back, smacking his lips, "and you cum a lot, too..."

Shaun, still panting, staggered backwards when he slipped out of the tiger's muzzle...but he still had him by the balls, and he couldn't really retreat any further. Cyril chuckled.

"Very nice."

"I can't believe you just..." Shaun breathed, staring at the tiger with the glistening lips incredulously.

"Why not?" the tiger replied. "I like a good blowjob, either way."

The lion's ears flicked down as he realized what'd just happened.

"That was my...uh...first one..."

"It was?" the tiger's ears perked.

Shaun nodded shyly.

"Awww, that's fantastic! You're so sweet."

Shaun was pretty sure the tiger wasn't talking about his spunk, but he seemed to be happy enough...and he still massaged his balls, as if encouraging them to give up some more.

"Uh...thanks."

"Tut tut," Cyril clicked his tongue, "rule number one of sex...never thank for it, because that's just rude."

"Oh...sorry...I'm really new to this..."

Cyril grabbed his arm and pulled him closer, even letting go of his balls now as he maneuvered the lion down onto the couch and put his arms around him, which made Shaun feel a bit funny since he was fully naked and Cyril was still clothed, but that didn't stop the tiger from kissing him...as much as it tasted of funk, too, it was tongue-slippery and heavy.

"I think it's adorable," the tiger smirked once they parted, "and you don't have to worry...I'm gonna take a really good care of you..."

"You...uh...you told me that before," Shaun mumbled while he felt the tiger's paw massage his thigh.

"And I told you the truth," Cyril replied, "I'm gonna have so much fun with you..."

That sure sounded promising to the lion...maybe they were going to have some more fun soon...maybe they would be doing some other stuff together, too...maybe they could be...wow...boyfriends? Shaun didn't even dare to think about that...with his brain addled with the afterglow of their sex, it was too easy to fall into fantasy.

"I'm...having fun, yeah," he purred.

"Good..." Cyril replied, "because I wanna have some more before pizza."

"We're gonna have pizza?" Shaun yelped.

"Sex makes me hungry," the tiger chuckled, "Besides, I can't be bothered to cook, especially with a guest around, so it's going to be home delivered pizza for us..."

"Wow, that sounds...great...."

The tiger kept smiling, and Shaun shivered when he realized that the paw on his thigh was moving closer to his groin.

"Though...I'm not quite that hungry just yet..."

Shaun moaned softly when he felt the tiger's fingers touch his fuzzy sac, and he twitched, arousal being renewed with every throb of blood flowing into his member. Soon he was being kissed again, with lots of tongue that slipped against his own, stroked it, and made him moan helplessly.

"Lemme show you something neat...virgin boy!" Cyril grinned and got up from the couch, leaving Shaun there, panting and blushing and feeling extraordinarily horny and with his ears burning from being called a virgin.

"O...okay..."

Cyril struck a cocky cat pose briefly before he began to undress, taking his time, too, Shaun noticed, because he sure had time to become worked up watching more and more stripes appear from beneath layers of color-coordinated clothes. Once his silk boxers were gone, he stood there briefly, arms thrown over his head, and waved his dick in the air, teasingly enough that it made Shaun's muzzle water for another taste. He wondered if Cyril would let him suck him again...maybe he'd even get another muzzleful...

"Why don't you kneel on the couch and put your paws on the rest?" Cyril waved his own paw to indicate that he wanted Shaun to move.

Shaun swallowed. That'd surely put him on a rather interesting posture...and it made him wonder just what the tiger had in mind...surely not...surely you couldn't just...jump at it, even if that's how they did it on porn, always...this wasn't porn, this was real...

"What...are you gonna do, Cyril?" Shaun braved the question as he rolled onto his knees and then put his paws as he was told to, spreading them a little because he had the hunch that it was how you were supposed to settle for that kind of a position...his ass up from the couch, back arching naturally, shoulders slung, his tail still bouncing behind him.

"Just something fun," the tiger replied with a grin as he came back onto the couch and knelt behind him, leaving Shaun feel definitely nervous in his compromised position, especially since the tiger twisted about to reach for something on the little table by the couch...Shaun peeped and saw that it was a wooden box...and when the tiger's paw re-emerged, there was a small plastic bottle there.

Shaun's tail smacked down against his own rump as he considered jumping over the armrest and bolting it...that tube could only be for one purpose...

"Uhhhh....I don't' think I'm ready for that, Cyril..." Shaun rumbled, "uhh, sorry..."

The tiger with the bouncing erection put a paw against his rump and gave the fuzzy cheek a squeeze while chuckling.

"Dontcha worry, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said while fondling the lion's butt, "I'm not going there...yet."

"So...uh...what...?"

Cyril popped the tube of lube open and squirted some of the colorless goop onto his fingers and rubbed them together while he still kept his other paw on Shaun's ass.

"Well you gotta learn that there's a lot of stuff two guys can do..." Cyril purred as he warmed up the lube, "don't always have to be in the butt...even though yours is really nice, I gotta say..."

"Uh...but you're still looking at it...with lube...and a boner..." Shaun mumbled, his tail tucked between his rump cheeks, for security.

"Well they're all needed for a bit of butt fun," Cyril replied, "ever heard of hotdogging?"

"What?" Shaun gave the tiger a puzzled look over his shoulder, observing the bobbing erection and the lewd smirk and a paw on his butt.

"It's a bit of fun two guys can do...and I guess a guy and a girl could do, if they'd be bothered to, heheh..." the tiger chuckled happily as he brought the lubed paw forward, and using fingers from the one previously resting against Shaun's left butt cheek, he suddenly pried his furry buns open, making Shaun moan at the sudden sensation. Even his tail flicked aside...as if there was some kind of a reflex to it, when having his butt up like this.

"Just what exactly - uuuuh!"

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The lube was still kidna cold made he him feel strange, though the fingers rubbing up and down his crack and coating it with the slick stuff felt nice enough, even when they touched his tailhole. Sure he'd touched himself there before, but only in the shower to make sure he was extra clean, and now Cyril kept rubbing it a bit, spreading lube on it as if...

"Uh...you sure you're not gonna..."

"Even your asshole's cute," the tiger replied, giving it a poke.

"Auh!" Shaun scrambled forward.

"Sorry," Cyril smiled, "you're so cute..."

"What're you doing?!" the lion complained.

Cyril took his paw off from the lion's crack and wiped the rest of the lube over his pulsing shaft, which he then quickly covered with a couple of strokes from his paw, and then shuffled forward on his knees, glistening erection leading the way.

"Told you, it's called hotdogging," the tiger said, "I'll show you...it'll feel great for both of us."

"And you're not just gonna..."

Cyril blew him a kiss and dropped his paws on Shaun's butt, massaging the cheeks and pulling them apart a little while smiling.

"Nope...but maybe it'll make you feel I would..."

Shaun was just about to bat the tiger with his tail when Cyril hunched forward and simply put his curved erection between his butt cheeks and let his paws slip away so that the springy cheeks kidna closed around on the warm, slick shaft. Shaun tensed, briefly, as the tiger's body collided with his own, paws moving over his sides and then curling over to his belly, holding him from behind like that, leaning over him, with that throbbing cock just resting there, its tip nudged against the base of his tail.

"Ohhhhaahh..."

Cyril licked the back of Shaun's neck and then nipped there, much like he'd done for the lion's neck before, and breathed so hotly that the lion couldn't do anything but purr.

"Think of it like frotting...but juuuuust a bit different...shit your ass is hot..."

Shaun could feel the hot shaft between his buns, too, and it felt better than he thought it would...with Cyril's belly against his back, too, and knees hugging his thighs...it really all felt kinda nice, as did the kissing over his neck...

"Hmmmmph...you smell so nice..."

Cyril's paws dug to the warm furs on his belly while his began to move, rocking in a motion Shaun surely recognized, but nothing was going inside him, or even trying to..no, it was just Cyril humping his dick between the lion's lubed-up butt cheeks and obviously enjoying it, judging by the moans and purrs. The barbed shaft tickled him, too, and the tip kept prodding his tailhole, and making it clench and send small bursts of pleasure through Shaun's groin, and he was fully hard and moaning despite the mostly indeirect stimulation. He felt so good under the tiger, kinda...dominated, but still, safe, Cyril was nice and not humping him down to the couch, just keeping him close and making sure that the lion's butt was well-aligned to take the dick squishing back and forth in its private passage.

"ahahhhhhh...Cyr...il..."

"Not the best name to moan aloud huh?" the tiger chuckled dirtily while he kept up his pumping.

"Uhhhh...."

"Oh that's gooooood," the tiger bucked his hips rapidly, "just moan for me..."

"Aahhhh...:"

"Gooood...."

Ctyril was pounding him now, as if it was a genuine fuck, Shaun's flesh felt so heated and his cock bounced against his belly while he was rocked back and forth by the tiger embracing him from behind and doing all these dirty things to him, and telling him that he was a good lion, and hot, and...

"Ahhh..." he mewled.

The tiger's teeth still nibbled on his neck, even when his thrusts grew erratic...the furs on his belly and all over Shaun's butt now slick with the lube that'd been spread all over...and it was happening so quickly...so passionately...

"Ahhmhmhmyeeeesshhh..."

He bucked a few more times, and the Shaun realized that the tiger was really cumming all over his ass, shooting up the base of his tail, quick splashes that painted the base of his tail and then flowed back down onto his crack to add to the frothy mess. Shaun moaned, as if he was the one having an orgasm and not Cyril, but it still felt great...feeling the hot trembling of the larger body on top of him...and he stayed there, still mounted upon Shaun's deflowered rump.

"Damn that was nice," the tiger panted happily against his ear, licking it occasionally now as he rested, elbows on the couch, "you liked that?"

"It was...uh...cool," Shaun breathed.

"You're so hot and so cute," the tiger purred, "but we better get cleaned up before we ruin this couch..."

"Uhh....okay..."

"I'll wash your butt," Cyril winked, "you sure need it."

"Oh..."

"And then we'll order pizza!" the tiger chuckled a he sat back, slick cock bouncing against his belly, covered in cum and lube. "What do you like? Triple cheese? Salami? Pepperoni? Anchovies?"

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