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Bold and the Beauty-Fur

The day was young, barely a few hours in; it was a mere 5am in the morning. Clubs were still booming with fast-hyperactive music that made anyone's skin crawl and their bodies beg for hours of feverish writhing in an orgy of the flesh. It was at one particular club in town where everything went down.

At a small, but well known club called; "50 Shades of Gay" it was normal to hear and see things that would normally be frowned upon and banned from other clubs and bars. Such things like stripping stark nude in the midst of the music, dancing like nobody gave two shakes of a rat's behind. You could truly be yourself, or if you wanted, be something you've always wanted to be. It wasn't uncommon to come across dozens of nude furs just at the entrance of the club. The building itself was constructed of the finest wood and brick, seeming small on the outside. The inside walls were painted jet-black, with blood red carpeting on the floor except for the dance floor, and the upper lounging rooms which were off-limits to normal customers. Only the VIP guests are allowed in those rooms. Typically to be a VIP would mean you dish out hundreds, or even thousands of dollars in the club on a daily basis. Usually only wealthy old male furs take up resident in those rooms. There were also the rooms on the main floor they like to call "The Get-Up Rooms". The name is funny for a reason, you basically pay a small fee to have your privates jerked until you puke, if you wish to have that happen that is. You can also make requests based on your sexual urges and interests. They have furs gladly waiting to pry your legs apart and have their way with you for an hour.

Now you're still probably wondering; "why is the club name so odd?" It's really simple; this is an all-gays club. And that's where I come in; my name is Roen, similar to the color name "Roan" but with an E. I am a short, slender Polar bear with black markings on my hands, legs, and head. I'm the owner of this club, and people enjoy paying me a nice 'visit' every now and then. I have my own nickname that has been running through the club since it first opened more than 2 years ago. They sometimes call me "Moan", or the longer and more sexualized name; "50 Ways to Moan". I can't believe how that name came to be, it was all a mistake really, but a great story nonetheless.

It was during the first month of the club's debut to the world, I was of course in attendance making sure everything was going how I wanted it, with no horse-play (in the violent sense). That's when the fun began; it was nearing 2am which is still considerably early for a partier. I decided to let myself unwind with a quick 15-minute session inside one of the Get-Up Rooms. I settled down in one of the leather chairs at the center of the room. It was black to make it stand out against the blood-red walls. I waited patiently for my temporary partner to show up. As I waited I spread my legs and started to fondle with myself in prep for the fun to come. A moment later, a male wolf fur came into the room; I looked up slowly after forgetting being lost in concentration at my strokes. I let out a gasp of shock, standing before me was my ex-lover. His name was Aspen, for the color of his fur. It was a striking soft cream-yellow color with tones of light brown under his chin, on his arms, legs, and genital region. When he came into the room he was wearing a bright orange thong barely large enough to hold in his 'meat'. He was also wearing golden glitter on the top of his eyelids, making his soft coffee-brown eyes stand out even more than they already did. We looked at each other for what seemed like forever, taking in each other's features. The silence finally broke as he moved towards me with a humored grin.

"Well, well, I must say I never expected to find you sitting in here." His voice was still as I remembered; soft and sincere, with a hint of untamed fire within it.

"I didn't expect to see you here either...and you look amazing." My tongue tripped over the last word as I felt my shaft engorge and stiffen from looking at him.

"Let's get to business then, shall we?" His lips curled up on the left side of his face, barely revealing his pearl-white fangs.

Before I could even move an inch Aspen was over top of me in the chair. He straddled himself in my lap as if he were riding a horse. His soft fur tickled my chest and private area as he came closer to me. I couldn't help but glance slowly up his body; soft muscles, not too hard, just enough to provide comfort and most importantly...arouse the hell out of me. He started to move his hips in a wave motion from front to back similar to how a Dolphin swims, but much slower to get my heart pumping. A minute into the session I built up the courage to reach a hand around to probe his tight hole at the base of his tail. He quickly snarled and snapped his hand around my wrist, pushing it back against my side.

"Do not touch yet big boy, only look." He gave me a stern gaze in which I had to nod.

"Sorry", I said, "heat of the moment..." My eyes looked away for a second.

He must have understood as a large grin formed on his soft lips, he brought his face just an inch from my own. I then heard a soft, low growling moan come from his throat as his warm pink tongue licked my lips.

"Let's get crazy like we use to..." Aspen bit his lip and reached a hand down to grasp my hard penis.

"Gahhh.....you're in charge..." This couldn't have been any better, we were about to get wild just like when we were together months before. I guess he never forgot, but who could?

He stood up off of me to get down on his knees on the floor. His hands were warm like freshly made bread as they grasped around my throbbing shaft. Suddenly as if unexpected, I felt the warmth of his mouth as he engulfed my penis. I couldn't help but let out a fairly loud moan, it was truly amazing. His lips were like silk around me, his tongue was even better as it writhed and caressed my member. It was so difficult not to lay him out on the floor and just pound him into oblivion-sex makes you do crazy things. Aspen kept his act up for a moment or so, taking in my cock to certain depths every few seconds to change it up. He even went as far as to deep-throat me as far as it would go. Needless to say, the only thought on my mind was my arousal towards him.

He then pulled his head away, standing up with a hand on the front of his thong.

"How about it, want to see this again?" He winked, and with a slight tug his firm penis bounced freely from the thin fabric.

My eyes lit up like the sun, it was so slick and soft looking...as if I missed a lot of time since the last time we were together. I couldn't keep my eyes off him as he came closer again, taking his cock in one hand. He straddled me again, this time pressing his penis up against mine and began to move his hips up and down. I could've sworn my own shaft hardened two times the original size just by feeling his penis rub against mine. Oh the feeling, the sensations my body was getting was enough to make anyone else fall over, thank goodness I was sitting down. Aspen then pulled me off the chair as if on cue and set me down on some pillows on the other side of the room.

"I'm going to show you what the true meaning of "fun" is." He chuckled and spread my legs apart, angling his penis towards my tight hole.

"Oh please do..." My voice trailed off into a groan as he probed the tip of his cock inside me.

I squeezed my eyes shut at once while my hands gripped the pillows tight. Aspen saw this and began to speed up his hips; humping me with furious love and affection as if we were still lovers. I oddly appreciated his gesture very much-it was just like old times. His hips sped up and slowed at different intervals to increase my pleasure. It worked all too well as my penis was harder than a diamond, or so it felt. He thrust a bit harder while increasing his speed. I started to feel my sac tingling, my shaft was moments away from bursting like a pressured fire hydrant.

"Mmmm...gosh I'm about to..." I blurted the words through moans and gritted teeth.

Aspen knew my every thought, for he got off me at the sound of my voice and urged me to switch places with him. Though this time, he got onto his hands and knees with his bushy tail curled up against his back. His soft brown eyes gazed back at me from his turned head. He patted his rump with a hand, swinging his hips back and forth to tease me. All I could focus on was his hard penis swaying to his movements, and his perfectly round testicles.

I instantly grabbed hold of his hips and forced my shaft deep into his ass. He made a sound that was a mix between a moan and a groan. It's all I needed to arouse me into insanity as I furiously pumped my hips. His fur stood on end during the first few seconds of our sex session. He made me feel like I was on a different planet entirely, completely drunk with an urge to please every part of his body. Moans of deep passion spilled from my mouth as I reached a hand down between his legs and grasped his hard cock. My hand stroked fast and squeezed hard. I could tell he was having a great time by the sound of his quick breathing and the warmth being given off his body. I felt a sudden wave of tingles and pleasure come over my entire body. I gave him one last hard thrust with my hips as I went over the edge. My penis throbbed fast and hard and I spilled my load of cum all inside his ass. I moaned terribly loud as I yanked out my cock and fell onto my back with a sigh. Cum spurted all over my stomach and chest. Aspen turned around and started to lick my penis free of the mess.

"That...was...incredible..." I barely managed to say as I gasped for air.

"Best sex I've had in a long while." Aspen said with a grin.

After that, him and I got dressed and thanked each other before I left back to my office at the top of the building. He was so impressed and overwhelmed by how I performed with him that night, he ended up telling others about it, and the one thing people kept asking was how often I was made to moan. It was quite a few times, which earned me the sexualized nickname; "50 ways to moan".

In the weeks that followed, Aspen and I eventually renewed our love for one another. We've had several steamy sex sessions since hooking back up. I may even recall some of them if people are willing to listen. One thing is for sure, I love this club.

The End

Hope you all enjoyed, if there are any errors, I will quickly fix them up. Thanks for viewing!