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Thumb pointed backwards and allowed for the approved customers to go in, giving a nod or two, perhaps a smile in between as they passed through. Looking back to the line, I had to give a soft sigh and pinched the bridge of my nose as I scanned through my watch.

10pm

Fuck. Work just started and with it being Friday, there's definitely going to be a long line stretched throughout the entrance. Thankfully, I wasn't alone for the night and standing at the other end of the door was my trusty tiger side kick, grunting and nodding away as he got them in. Furs of various kind stood in line and the noise that these youngsters were making was out of this world. Added with the fact that the management just bought a new amplifier and some extra woofers and sub-woofers down there, it wasn't going to be a quiet night. Then again, clubs were never solitary in nature.

Being a six foot tall horse had its advantages. Height being one of them but the best would be genetics. We tend to grow stronger and more muscular than normal furs, excluding power lifters like bears, and getting a part time job as a bouncer was definitely a good pay. The management treated its employees well enough and that was what kept me here. If it wasn't for that, I would have just stormed right out while cursing with whatever language I know.

It was the crowd; the crowd that made it all unsatisfying. There were nights that a fight broke out, as usual, and being the lead of the team, I was in charge of breaking them out. I was happy enough to kick them out before further damage could be done and they were banned for life. The looks on their teenage faces were priceless. As they began threatening the life out of me, I didn't care much. So as long as my turf is kept safe and friendly, that's all that mattered. The tedious hours of standing and inspecting these teenagers for approval wasn't one of the best jobs in the whole wide world.

A handful tried to feign ID but that never got through me. Hell, I was a colt their age and knew every trick in the book. Nothing could get pass through me. Then again, with a slab of muscled meat standing in between you and the entrance, no one dared to fight or lay a paw on me. Yeah, I was the stud type. Arms crossed over a wide set of pecs, standing tall and proud with bulging biceps. Tight fitting shirt that says 'Guard' on it, concealing nothing of my 'oh so delicious meat'. Or so they said.

I've heard plenty and most of them tried to hit on me, hard. Girls and guys apart but I preferred the men more than the ladies. Don't get me wrong, there are some pretty hot and wild ones but nothing turned me on better than a set of dick hanging out, pointing straight up and hard while spitting pre as his set of balls swung like a pair of pendulums. Mmm... those were my kind of men. Oh, and those power lifters. Damn, they are amazing. Several ursine had managed to capture my interest and the night was a night that I would never forget.

Their cocks drooling pre while I get a hold of them, suckling as I moaned for more. My tail lifted to the side and started fingering myself, whining and neighing softly as they had their ways with me. If anything, I'm a bottom. Yeah, I said it; I was a huge power bottom. I'm always in control and if you have cock the size of mine, you're more than welcome to tap my horsey ass. Several men had the golden opportunity with me and had their ways and they kept coming for more. Another reason why I always maintain the structure and bubbly shape of my horse ass.

Don't get me wrong, I love to fuck occasionally but bottoming will be my first.

I looked over towards the tiger and shouted a loud hey.

He turned. "'sup?"

Loud and clear, crisp and deep, just the way I like him. "Got some tail tonight, tiger?"

He rolled his eyes but chuckled after letting a pair of love bird in. "Sure do."

"Aaaww... gonna save some for me?"

"Brad, you always get to have some tail. Dude, save some for us, man."

"Can't help it if they wanted all of his." And I flexed both arms together, revealing more of my masculinity. A group of girls screamed and pointed right at me, all of them swooning away like a bunch of fangirls, "Yep, they want me."

The tiger laughed and continued with his job. Yeah, I was a tease, a fucking big one but that's my job. It would be a shame to have this bod of mine leave to waste. Unfortunately, tonight was going to be different. Standing in line, just a few more patrons away was a man that I was quite familiar with. Average looking bull, stocky and built and donned with a pair of tank top. His friends were laughing and poking right at him, moving in closer as their distance between the entrances came closer.

I had to gulp a mouthful of saliva.

"Hey, um... Tyke, could you handle this for a moment, I need a bathroom break."

"No can do bud," he grunted and eyed at me sharply, "It's you and me and we gotta pull through this. This ain't any normal night. We've got a handful extra of these bouncy teenagers to handle and I ain't gonna round them all in a circle and keep an eyeful of them."

I had to roll my eyes but started pleading, even after letting the next group in, "Please, buddy. I need to get a load off."

Tyke stared like I head grown a head or two right behind my back and he dismissed that thought, just shaking his head and pointed towards the line of excited kids. As much as I'd like to dismiss from my post but that wouldn't be much of a bro towards Tyke. Damn it! I can't let him see me but he's coming and approaching fast!

First group, second group, third group!

Fuck!

I sighed inwardly as my eyes laid down on to the group of friends that the said bull was. From afar, he was quite a catch of eye candy but once they were on eye level, I could pretty much see what I was dealing with. Just as the generic genes of a bull nature, he was just as stocky and built as from afar but one thing different was how handsome he was. Albeit, not many bulls were into the Adonis category but this guy could pretty much give a run for their money.

But that wasn't my biggest concern. Inhaled a deep breath and I croaked away, "ID please."

Each of them showed me an individual ID and from the looks of it, they were cleared. Only problem is, a wide eye grins from the bull. I had to pull myself off from looking right at him but there was no running away now. He knew who I was and out of all the furs around this whole town and world, I just had to run into him. Doug, as I would have known him as, was one of my client's logistic workers. What did I mean by that?

I have two jobs. By night, I'm a bouncer in this loud and unruly area and majority of these furs are pretty much gay and they had no problems with each other. Heck, even straight couples come here to have a good time. I had no qualms with that and as long as I get paid, everything would be fine and dandy. Unfortunately, by day, I have a job that you wouldn't even imagine that I could do.

I am an outsourced professional accountant. Yeah, that's right. This big bouncy stallion was a nerd with nearly two inch thick of glasses. I usually have contacts on during my bouncer job and by morning, I'll just get on with my glasses. Apparently, client perceives me as a smart looking horse with knowledgeable experience and I was proud of that. I don myself in uniform and brought myself up to a professional level. However, that didn't push me to make ends meet and for me, I have a higher taste of luxury and needed more than just a day job. Since I had the built for it, a bouncer fits the bill. In fact, I was hired right on the spot when I came for an interview the other day.

Sure, a lot of friends were thinking 'hey, that's just bad. It'll ruin your image.' But I say fuck it. I'll do what I want and if my client starts thinking badly about me, that's their problem but now, I'm just surviving... but to see one of them here in this club was pretty much a hit to the gut. Perhaps it was my shy colt side showing but I just wanted to hide away.

"Fancy seeing you here, Mr.Brad," there, he started it. He just had to start it all.

"Doug, hello. Get in." I pointed to the back.

"Hrm... but I'm more interested in the fact that our outsourced accountant is also a bouncer by night. Damn, I knew it. There was no way a man like you could start working in an office from five to six."

"Doug, look, you're holding up the line. Could you please get in?"

The bull smirked and patted on my mid torso. It took me by surprise and looked at him with a growl on my face. He chuckled and moved away, giving me a friendly goodbye before disappearing down below. Tyke must have heard every word and was beginning to wonder what the whole story was.

The night ended quickly as the crowd from the entrance had started to disperse and judging from how many furs that was enjoying their time on the dance floor, it was going to be a much longer night. I flopped myself on to the nearest chair and let off a sigh of relief. Paws running down my face and I just felt like slapping myself. Perhaps getting a job as a bouncer wasn't such a good idea.

"Something on your mind?" Tyke nudged with a can of cooling beer right on my shoulder. I just smiled back and grabbed it off, downing down whatever bit of unhealthy concoction that was inside the beer. "You seem to have a problem with that bull just now. Wanna talk it out?"

Yeah, Tyke was like that. A friend who you could confide with for every single problem or complain that you have. He was a good friend... yeah, a really good friend. You know what? Screw that shit, he was a fantastic guy! He's a friend with extremely huge benefits. We fucked, we jacked each other off, and we kissed. Hell! We even had several intimate nights where we just lay there, my arms around his and talk about crap the whole night. Then we fucked, definitely.

I smacked my lips and looked on to the can, "You know that feeling where you just want nobody to know where you work at?"

"You mean the feeling where you don't want any Tom, Dick and Harry, to see you working here? Yeah, I got pass through that."

Again, Tyke was just the typical jock guy; just shrugging everything off.

"No, you don't understand where I'm standing," at this point, I was clip-clopping my legs out of frustration, "I have a day job."

"And you should keep that," he downed another mouthful of beer till it was empty, throwing the empty can aimlessly.

"Tyke, listen, that bull was one of my client. Not exactly directly per se but someone that I see constantly when I'm there. I'm an outsourced man and could you please take me seriously for once."

He got irritated by now and leaned in closer to me, eyeing like a hungry predator. "I don't understand a single word of 'outsource' that you said but take me seriously." And he had his lips right on to me. His lips sweet and succulent and with each intimate kiss that he lay upon me, I was more than happy to receive it. Albeit, it was slightly uncalled for but fuck it, I love kissing.

My lips were pursed on to him, tongue flicking out and I felt his sharp fangs, both of us dancing like we always did. His arms were wrapped upon me and that was a sure sign. I pulled him closer and slammed his body right to my torso, mmm-ing in between while my paws slapped on to his closed ass. Heads tilted to the side and with each intimacy that we shared, I was truly beginning to fall for him.

Sadly, he pulled off and smiled like an idiot, "Happy now?"

"Oh Tyke... Why do you have to be such a tease and sexy?"

"All the better to make a certain horse happy."

"Yeah but I don't think that we should be doing this in public."

When I meant in public, I meant public display of affection. We have a room reserved for staff and us security team have our very own. Glass untint and it was a two way, we saw what was going on the outside for security purposes while the outside could see right through us. It wasn't much of a problem as this gives a sense of safety towards our patrons and they knew very well that security was tight. However, it didn't proved to be much help when they could practically see two guys kissing. I had no qualms about kissing another in public but the fact that I was and should be seen as a professional kept kicking me in the ass.

Tyke had to roll his eyes and slumped back, arms crossed, irritated. "You know what. Fuck that shit. Seriously, Brad, read my lips," he leaned closer, "Fuck. That. Shit."

I had to pinch the bridge of my nose by now and I just couldn't help but let out a loud sigh. He knew very well that I couldn't do that and it's because of this barrier that I was afraid. I was afraid of what others would think and look at me. A professional would have to look as they should and not a bouncer at a gay night club. It was unheard of and my reputation would be in jeopardy. Yet, no matter how many times I tried to reason with the tiger, he just shook his head and ignored.

Sudden bursts from the door made both of us turn, staring right at a cocky bull. "Howdy,"

And there he was, Doug, the guy that had me eating out of his paw. I didn't know what his intention was but this wasn't going to turn out beautifully. Hoping against hope that there was a power outage and I could just scurry off from it all. Blackmail? Probably. My salary depended on his firm and if they were to pull out at that very moment, there was no telling how bad it could ruin my reputation.

Face buried in my paws and just felt the weight of the world hanging down on my shoulders. "Doug, what is it. This is an authorized personnel only area."

The bull smirked and closed the door like a sneaky rat. "Tell me, Mr. Accountant. How does it feel like to be a bouncer by night?"

"It's horrible, terrible and a whole lot of shit going on." I rolled my eyes and just lay back, never even looking to acknowledge that question. From the corner of my eye, Tyke was fidgeting a little but still had that hard demeanour, staring vehemently at the man standing before him.

"Ah... I see..." he said in a matter of fact, "I wonder how my boss would feel like after hearing tonight's endeavor? Pretty sure that he wouldn't hire a hooligan like you, no?"

I was about to stand my ground but Tyke beat me to it. The tiger pounced and had the bull down on to the floor, shoulders pinned to the ground and his sharp claws digging into his flesh; though not drawing blood. "I don't care what you say or what you do. As long as you hurt him, mentally or physically, you'd better pray that your balls are still attached to your precious bull cock."

"Hmph! For a security guard, you guys are a bunch of dicks."

"Us? We? Dicks? Are you fucking kidding me!" This time, Tyke roared and tried to contain his anger. "You started this! It was you that made threats and I don't care what you wanted to say next but if I find him out of the job by the following week... You'd better sleep with an eye open. That much I could say."

"Get the hell off me!" With any on par strength that he had against the tiger, he managed to push Tyke off while spatting in between. "Brad, I have the upper hand here. You better watch it."

My arms were this close... this close to strangling that man but all I could do was balled my fist and contained my rage. "What is wrong with you? Can't you just see me as any other normal guy? Just a guy that wanted to live his own life and just have fun? So what if I liked my job, so what if I love to be a bouncer occasionally. Does that hurt anybody?"

"No, but it sure tells me that I have you eating right out of my paws. Mmm... I wonder what would happen if the boss hears about this."

"Fucking get out! Or so help me I'll rip your guts out!" Tyke had his claws unsheathed and pointed dangerously at Doug.

"Tch. Fucking assholes," and he turned without a word, slamming the door shut without a hint of kindness or respect.

Tyke continued to growl but quickly regained sanity, slowly retracted his claws and he looked at me. I had that muddled and confused expression that no matter what happens; I could never get this out of my head. Everything was a blur by now and my future seems to be bleak. In fact, this very client could make or break me. If Doug rat me out, my superior would have a say in this and as I know, nobody knew about my night job. Once that got out...

The tiger came closer and forced himself upon me, paws on my cheeks while breathing heavily. "Don't let it get to it. So what if things go south? It's not like your life would be over."

"Tyke..." I frowned but his calloused paws reminded me of how soothing his presence was. "You're a good man. I hope that someone would cherish you always. Please, this is something that you do not understand."

He was a little agitated but nevertheless, trying to be optimistic, "No, I do not understand what the fuck just happened but for all I know, I see you as any normal guy. Your... this... professional thingy is important, yes, I know that but just take a step back and think about what's more important. The fact that you need to rip open a bull or to just enjoy life."

My eyes softened and gazed into his, lost completely in blue tiger eyes. They were just so clear and concise, speaking purely from the heart and without a hint of lies. That was probably what I loved most about the tiger. He was upfront and honest and yet, not brutal when he needed to be. He encourages me to the point where I could just say fuck it all and move on. For three years... Three damn bloody years, he has always been by my side and sticking up for me.

I was probably one of the crappiest club bouncers in town. Despite my large stature and mean look, I was a softy deep inside and the tiger always brought that out in me. That very day when he hugged me so tightly, never letting go under the rain when I got to know that my parents were gone, he was always by my side. It still brought tears to my eyes, even though after years has come and gone, the tiger just knew how to cheer me up.

Tyke buried his muzzle against my neck and inhaled as deep as possible, enjoying the musk that permeates from my body. As much as I'd like to just hang on to him, he was better off with someone of the same species as him but the heart says differently. So what if others see us as different? Love has no boundaries but my rationality of my brain said otherwise. The world has come to a point where everyone was judgmental and the first impression was always the benchmark. My arms kept him close for a few minutes, feeling his warmth but pulled away, smiling at the man for accepting who I am.

He knew nothing about professionalism but that was for the better. The more you know, the harder it was to keep everything else at bay. Now, I would have to deal with the bull personally on Monday. But being as it is, Friday, the weekend was approaching and it would yield an unproductive week if I kept getting frustrated by this. Mmm... perhaps a good movie and karaoke could smooth things up.

I had to speak with my manager about relieving for the night and luckily enough, we got a thumb up. Thankfully, backup had appeared and I had to high five to my next in line workmate. "Thanks for covering the night."

"Naaawwwwww," the rhino shrugged it off, "I see no problem for tonight. Seems to be under control and not a fight in sight. Not to worry, we've got men stationed at every sector," he pointed towards each opposite direction. Even through the flashing lights of disco and metal,

I could see each of them clearly. "Now go out and have fun. I know how much both of you have been working lately and Brad..."

I turned, "Yeah?"

"Don't let it get to you. I saw and heard what happened in the room just now. Sorry for eavesdropping but I couldn't help it."

Great... now he's known and I've been trying to keep this as a secret for as long as I can. "Don't tell anyone. Please."

He chuckled and assured his promise as he gripped on to my shoulders firmly, "Tank honour."

"Tank, I could always rely on you." I smiled and nodded. Tank... he was probably one of the best guys around. Everyone liked him and despite his angry demeanour, he was kind and open minded, unlike some guys that I know off. Unfortunately he's straight as an arrow and has a girlfriend. By damn he's one hunk of a fish in the sea. Whoever his girl was, she just caught a big one from Tank.

Fortunately, I had some private time with the man. Nothing gay about it, just two guys showing off their cocks and when one gets hard, it's of no reason why the other shouldn't. I just loved it. There's nothing more exciting than watching a straight man jizzing up as he got sucked off. Again, I'm a power bottom. I just loved the sensation of being filled to the brim with wads of hot semen flowing deep inside but I do love an occasional muzzle fuck.

Tank represents clearly of who and what he is. Big and strong, firm and ready like a real tank and he wasn't afraid of getting down and busy with another man. Perhaps he wasn't as straight as an arrow cause by damn he was a tease. He would purposely lift that tail and shake that butt out in the locker room. Occasionally slapping and groping about with a pawful of ass. He spreads them open and revealed that pink pucker. So much so that I could tell that he was gay deep inside.

Occasionally, I would get down and suck that fat dick of his and he just loves it. "You gay guys suck better than any bitch." Those were his exact words and it made my heart leap with joy. Say what you want but a cock turns me on faster than a speeding bullet. I could lap hungrily at his cock for hours on end and he would cum just as much. Tank was pretty much a shooter and he recovers faster than most males but he didn't want to lose his balls at this age. But damn did he know how to fuck a muzzle.

Tyke nudged at my side and broke me off from my reverie. I had to give a shit ass smile and just chuckled away. The tiger rolled his eyes and started pulling my arm. Once we were out of the hustle and bustle of the club, we headed off for a night of fun filled movie and what we got was a movie of epic proportion. Explosions, action, adventure, lots of brawn; it was fucking awesome.

The night went on but somehow, tonight felt different. I've always looked at Tyke in a different perspective, that he wasn't as smart as he had always been but a good companionship. I just couldn't talk much about my work to him because there is no way in hell he could understand the geometrics of assets, liabilities and equities. He was a simple man with simple needs. Well, slightly higher degree of needs but that wasn't the point. Working as a waiter, he depended more on tips but he complained nothing of it. Guess he liked the life of serving customers but I couldn't. Just that, tonight, he was different. He was friendlier, funnier, in other words, closer.

The movie ended hours ago and our final destination was the park. He just loves it there. The breeze, the night, the cooling air and the smell of the park made him relax. I don't know what is it with tigers and parks but they just love to lounge it out here.

He had my paws in his and we walked like lovers underneath starry skies, watching over us like blinking sentries.

"That was just awesome! I loved the part when the soldier disarmed the gunmen like it was a piece of cake. He was all 'take that mother fucking bitch' and they were all pew pew pew pew," he imitated the sounds of guns comically.

"You're still on that. That was hours ago," I chuckled.

"Yeah? So? It was awesome. Oh! Remember the part when the hunk of a hero saved his friend down the alleyway? Damn, they looked cute together." Tyke laughed away.

I looked at him and smiled away. He was truly having the night of his life. This man was my best friend, the only one that was there for me and... and... I just want him to be happy. "Tyke..."

The tiger turned, "That's me."

Oh the jokes. We stopped walking and stood under a brightly lit lamppost, wondering if this was the perfect place for it. "Tyke. You've been a great friend to me. Seeing you like this makes me feel happy. I hope that in the future that you would find someone that cares about you just as much as I've cared for you."

He blinked and looked at me quizzically. "Too much fun for tonight? You're acting strange."

"Tyke... it's just," I had to bit my lips and let off a loud sigh, "You are my heart and my soul. When I look at you, I smile much more than I usually do before. Whenever I arrive to work during the nights, I look forward to seeing you. To see how you're doing and to just say a good hi to you. But with my day job, I can't do so much. What I'm trying to say is... ungh... gods I hate this."

"I love you, Brad."

There was a moment of silence.

Tyke smiled once more and hugged me as tight as possible, feeling his body against mine, his rumbling purr of excitement reverberating in his throat. "I really do love you. I know what you're trying to say and I accept. There's no one better to spend the rest of my life with but with you. It's cliché but as much as it is, it's the truth. Brad, will you be my mate, my soulmate, my lover for the rest of eternity."

Paw still gripping on to his, my heart leaped a thousand miles. "Tyke, I do. I really do," holding on to his paws, I nuzzled on them like a piece of treasure. "The only reason why I kept telling you to find others is because I wouldn't want others to find out about us."

"Because of your work. Again, as a professional."

He just took those words right out of my mouth.

"Yes, Tyke. It's because of the nature of my work."

"I don't care," the tiger leaned closer and nuzzled on my nose, inhaling the scent that was mine, "I don't care what you are. If you're poor or just plain bad, you are who you are. I see you as you are and what I see now is just a man who yearns for the love of a special tiger and I am here to fulfill that wish."

He dug into his pocket and retrieved a little red box, shaped squarely like a small chest. My eyes widened and stammered. That shape, that size and that colour! No! It couldn't be! But it is! Once the box was opened, two twinkling rings glimmered under the light of the moon. My jaws fell like never before. "Are you crazy!" I hissed.

"Brad, I'm not crazy. I've been saving this up for as long as I remembered. I know that I'm not much but this much I could give. Brad, I'm not like you. I don't have your kind of brains. The only thing I could give and satisfy you is with my body and money. I've got the bod," he flexed both arms to accentuate his point, "But slowly earning my money."

My expression fell and emotions started welling up from deep within my heart. "You stupid man," forehead touched against his and nuzzled deeply, "You stupid stupid man."

"I may be stupid but I'm your stupid man."

At that, I couldn't hold on any more and kissed him deeply, lips pressed together and my love for him blossomed. It felt like a fucked romance movie coming to life and I was in it. Never have I thought this could happen to me and me being one of the most idiotic men alive to be romantic, I was horrible at showing it. This cute tiger just brings it out in me and he was just perfect. He did not have the brains as he said but he damn well have the heart; my heart in fact.

Our lip-lock finally broken and I had to lick his lips, wishing this could continue onwards but alas it was far too dangerous to be out at this hour. Who knows what villainous creatures could appear at this time of night? Hell, I wouldn't want to die here, after falling in love. Falling in love... A word that never existed in my dictionary but it has finally arrived. Tyke held my paw like it was his last and never left my side; he smiled and nodded, leaned closely as we enjoyed our stroll back home towards my place. It was his idea anyways. Something about mine being much cleaner and tidy than his but that didn't matter.

It took longer than usual and by the time we arrived, it was way past midnight. I stretched and craned my neck, trying to pop that bone that kept itching inside. "Don't know about you but I'm tired from tonight and just needed a good shower." I sniffed myself, "Yuck, I smell of sweat and beer."

Tyke chuckled and took his shirt off, ruffled up his fur out of playfulness, "Hey! So do I! Let's make some tiger-horse scent. It's going to be the best seller out there. Trust me, I'm a cologne expert."

An eyebrow rose inquisitively at his comment, "When?"

"Does it matter?"

I rolled my eyes and pulled him close, "Yes it matters. For as long as I've known you, you never got a job as a cologne expert,"

He tilted his head and grinned, "So sue me."

"You're fucking cute." I blurted.

"Aaww... thanks a bunch, horsie."

"Hey, remember what you said earlier in the club? That I was going to get some tail tonight?"

"Yeah, I sure did but I ain't see no tail around here."

My eyes fell for him and nuzzled our noses together, "Nonsense, I see a tail right in front of me. In fact, a tail in my arms,"

Tyke closed his eyes and inhaled, striving into the very scent that permeates from my body and from then on, I knew how much he wanted me. So much so that I could feel his body radiate with the only scent that I know off. It was sweet and tangy, unique in its special way and every time I take a whiff of him, it made my mind fuzzy and tingly all over. My groin reacted just the same and I knew his did as well. Our bodies grinded together, eyes closed and all that matters were both of us.

I opened up and pulled him with me, driving through the hallway and opening door after door. "C'mon, we need to get cleaned up."

"Aww man... do we have to? I just took one this morning."

"Don't be a cry baby. You stink,"

A very good stink if you ask me.

"So? I'll just get dirty again tomorrow."

Despite his whining and grumbling, he continued to follow and looked into the bathroom. "But I don't have a towel with me."

"I have a spare and would you please stop whining. It's just water."

Tyke stuck his tongue out and crossed his arms, looking away while pouting.

"Tyke, if you be a good tiger..." I got inside the shower and turned the water on, turning my back and raised my tail like I always did, "You get to have some tail tonight." Horse butt wiggled seductively.

Tyke pursed his lips and licked, gazed fell upon my tight ass and as I lifted my tail higher, my pink pucker was revealed, both paws playing about at the side, moaning like a bitch. The tiger cursed and slowly approach his desired male, cock hardened as the sight of my ass arouses him. From the corner of my eye, I knew I had the tiger under my command. Hey, despite me being a power bottom, I liked to be a dominant bottom. I could literally fuck myself on anyone and make them beg, begged for more as I pleasured their bodies. Tyke was one of my flings but this time, it wasn't going to be a fling. He was going to mate me like how lovers should.

Just as I felt two paws on to my bubble horse butt, I knew it was time for the fun to begin. Back arched perfectly as I continued to seduce the man. Slowly, I felt a familiar sensation running through my back and as expected, the tiger had started eating my ass out. I was clean and always clean. Disregard of personal hygiene was something that irked me completely and that was probably one of the reasons why the tiger would eat me out. He usually gets his bitches hot and ready but never going down their asses. It was only this ass that he allowed himself to get head over heels for.

Tongue slurped gently and got in as deep as possible, murring and purring as he satisfied his yearn for some horse meat. My paws were pressed against the wall and gasped in between intervals, occasionally flexing my butt muscles - if they were called that way - and each time I did that, Tyke would gripped on them like a pair of hardened rocks. I had to admit, horses like me tend to work more on our glutes and quads and those were my best features. Alright, I lied. Those weren't just my best features; the one in between my legs was the best. That tiger loved to play with my cock. Even before he proposed to me for the night, the man just couldn't keep his paws to himself.

He would grope my bulge in private and when we do get hot and randy, he would suckle and lick my cock like there's no tomorrow. Yet, I wasn't going to complain on such skilled tongue. The tiger loved playing with my horse shaft but for now, he was going deep in my ass. I'm telling ya', the sensation of tongue slurping in between your ass is just as pleasurable as getting your cock sucked. Albeit, it may not be for everyone but when you're up for it, getting your partner ready and prepared was essential. Tyke kept going while his paws busied itself with my length. All I had to do was control my lust and kept myself from cumming. The fact that I could cum from getting my ass played with was something bizarre. My voice cracked as I found my voice, quietly persuading the tiger to go slow and steady.

Instead, my words meant nothing to him and the more I begged for him to stop, deeper he went and this time, probing a finger in. My tail jumped at that, moaning even louder now. Cock stiffened immediately and pre was beginning to drool, itching to be pleasured to the max.

"S-Slow... oh fuck... Tyke... Love... S-Stop..." My body quaked and shuddered under my weight.

Unfortunately, the tiger didn't intend to stop his ministration. Instead, he pressed in with another and finally lodged at least two fingers inside, going down to the base as he finger fucked that tail hole. I was dangerously at my peak, panting and hissing, trying to suppress the pleasure but alas, it was to no avail. Tyke's cock handling expertise was nothing to joke about and he could get any male off... and that did it, for me. I cried aloud with my back arched and tail twitching, shaft growing harder and pumped at least several strings of cum down the ground, splattering away as I watched myself, amazed at how much I could get off from just getting my ass played with. Shots after shots came through and by the seventh to eighth shots, I was spent.

Pool of white rained down below and made an utter mess, painting the walls and ground like it was a canvas. I wasn't much of an artist but if I were one, this was a total masterpiece. I chuckled and composed myself, mmm-ing as my legs got its strength back. Standing straight up, I could see how happy the tiger was. Well, who wouldn't? He just got a stud of a horse like me to cum from just ass play.

"You son of a bitch," I pulled him up and planted my lips on to his, kissing like we were the only ones there. My paws rubbed against his back and caressed his beautiful body, wanting to return the pleasure that he gave. "You're lucky that I could continue on even after the first shot."

The tiger rolled his eyes but smiled in content, "Please, Brad, I've known you for years and you were never satisfied with just a single shot. You are one hell of a stud and a horny one at that. I still couldn't believe that you're an accountant. Perhaps you would consider changing career."

I sighed loudly as the back of my paw rubbed against his cheek, "Tyke, you know I can't do that. That is my passion and I love my job."

"But you get scared and self-conscious when you're out in public. You're all 'oh, I can't do that, I have an image to take care of' or perhaps the other time where you just ran off from a sex shop. Dude, they had one of those tingling vibrators."

"Yeah but... Tyke..."

"I bought it anyways."

"Wait, what? You did?"

"Pfft, of course I did," Tyke answered with a smile on his face.

"Do show!"

"No," and that was the tease. The tiger chuckled turned on the shower, quickly rinsing both of us off as a pair of lovers would. He nuzzled and held me close, gripped tightly and from there, I knew that he was never going to leave... neither will I. We toweled later on but clothing was definitely off limits.

Grabbing my paw over, he lead me down to the bedroom and seeing as this wasn't his first time roaming about my home, we were quick to reach our destination. I was pushed on the bed and I let off a rumbling neigh of need. My cock had stiffened from all of this and the fact that he had brought an anal vibrator had my ass itching for it. Tyke lifted my chin up and gazed into my eyes. I saw the love that emanates from his looks, wanting my body for his own and my heart forevermore.

"Brad..." Tyke said with a hint of happiness.

"I love you,"

The tiger relaxed his body and pressed himself atop of me, our chest against one another while reaching out for my paw. "I love you too."

Those words, those genuine words that led to passion and compassion.

I wanted him more than ever and whatever thoughts of sex toys were thrown out the window. For now, all I wanted was him and nothing else. Tyke grinned and hiked both my legs up. I was slightly taken aback from his actions but I knew then that he wanted to claim his horse. Fucking my ass like his very own mare was his version of ultimatum that he had finally mated to me. Cock pinned against my puckered hole but never pushing in. Instead, he teased and rolled his shaft about, the tip dangerously touching at the rim. For now, I was at least sane but if he continued on with this, there's no telling when I could just lose it all.

Fortunately, my love assured me of the night that was about to change both of our lives altogether. For once, this wasn't a normal fuck night that we would have like any other usual sleepover but this time, I was something that was truly slow and passionate. Tyke moved over to the side and quickly fetched a tube of lube that I had sitting on the night stand. Hey, a guy like me needs lube by his side every single minute. There's no telling when I would be bringing back another stud but come to think of it, those rendezvous would be over.

The cap popped up and the slick rub of lube against cock had me drooling for more. I watched like a hungry animal as the tiger rubbed it all in, coating every nook and cranny of that perfectly built cock. A small moan of need was spoken and he winked right at me. He was playing with me! I knew it! There wasn't a shadow of doubt that he would tease me like this and the more he delayed, the harder it was to just keep it in. I snatched the bottle up and quickly squeezed a pawful of that thick glob, quickly prepped myself up as my legs were hoisted, pressed a few fingers to keep myself warm. Damn it! Here I thought that one finger was enough but it wasn't just two, three fingers slipped in like it was nothing and it hit my prostrate ever so hard.

Eyes dilated as the familiar tingling sensation coursed through my body, filling me up like an obedient mare. "Brad, stop being such a slut."

I whined and opened my ass up, trying my best to seduce the tiger that was my love. Who cares if I was a slut! Well... I have to admit, I am turning into quite the slutty one but it was all for this tiger and for him alone. Soon enough, the stripped tiger wasn't just going to sit there stroking his cock like a model on display but eager to bury his stiffened bone. I assumed the position and raised my tail as high as possible, while rocking my ass left and right. The obvious tip of a cock prods against my pucker and I neighed excitedly. "Get that fat fucker in."

Tyke nodded and pushed in deeper, the head slipped right in and from that point, I was already full. God, it was hot! I could feel his anal muscles wrapped around his fat shaft and the more he pushed, the more I cry out in voices of ultimate pleasure. In and out he went and soon enough, I was accommodated to his size. Albeit, he wasn't as thick and lengthy as a stallion but it did the job well. As long as I've remembered, Tyke was never concerned about his manhood. In fact, he was grateful for his size. Not too short and average but bigger than that, still not to the point of being gigantic.

As his word goes, It's not a matter of how big and thick your dick is. It's how you use it. You could have a large one but fuck like a fucking loser. Don't be that guy.

And he was practicing what he preached. A push here and a push there, he was finally hilted right down to the base, pressing up against my sensitive prostrate. He grabbed hold of my tail and gently giving light strokes on to it, assuring that I was in safe paws and nothing could go wrong. Sure enough, nothing did go wrong. In fact, tonight, nothing will go wrong. It was just too perfect. Eyes closed and I wallowed in the beautiful sensation of being mated. That was probably the biggest perk that I could see from being a submissive partner in a relationship.

All you have to do is stay there and put on a good show. You feel that cock running through your veins and with each pump from it; you could feel pre seeping inside of you. Prostrated constantly abused as the tiger humped faster and quicker, panting and giving off a few slaps against my butt cheeks. The ache from those slaps weren't hurting per see and in fact, riled my sexual pleasure to its peak. I looked underneath and watched in fascination as my cock jumped up and down, pre-ing endlessly as the bed below was soaked with it.

Gonna cum... ungh... gonna cum...

I turned behind and tried to sneak a peek or two towards my tiger. Tyke pulled me up and pressed his lips on to mine once again, arms wrapped around my muscled torso, cock still buried deep inside. "Brad, I want you on your back, right now. When I fuck you, I want to see you. I want to feel every part of your being that made me fall in love with you. No, scratch that, we don't fuck. This isn't fucking; I'm going to mate you."

At that, I let off a powerful moan of utter bliss. His words were just as powerful as his thrust and I wasn't going to defer those needs any longer. Popped away from him and I was now down on my back, spreading my ass up like a good little mare. Fuck it! I don't know what's gotten into me but this isn't how it's supposed to be! I was supposed to be the big muscled horse that gets whatever he wanted but now, it was role reversal.

Tyke pinned my shoulders down and growled lustfully, aiming his sex onto the entrance and prods right in, hitting me back to the clouds of pleasure. Both of us were strained to the point of orgasm but as I looked into his beautiful eyes, it was something more to that; something that I would never have experienced with anyone else but with a lover. He was rough and powerful but nevertheless, mating. My arms were wrapped around his neck and I never lose sight of him, neither did he.

As he fucked harder and deeper, his expression was priceless. His tongue would lap on to his parched lips and every now and then, twitched his eyebrows as his hips slammed right in. He's just a cute little kitten! I was quickly losing my will to hold on and each time he managed to abuse my aching prostrate, my cock threatened to let lose another bucket full of seed.

"Brad..." He puffed and started ramming harder, hips moving swift and uncoordinated.

"Ngh... Tyke... do it... J-Just do what you must."

And from there onwards, that sweet tiger of mine let loose copious amount of seed as he filled me in. One thing that I truly love while we had sex was his profound way of making his bottom feel wanted. His body would be crushed against mine and arms wrapped around my body in a perfect squeeze. This was accentuated when the man was at its peak. His orgasm would push him further and cock throbbed uncontrollably. Hot gush of cum filled my tail hole and with that, I was pushed towards the edge as well.

That amazing feeling of having warm cum filling up your hole, it was truly breathtaking. My eyes flickered like butterfly wings and a loud groan rumbled deep within my chest. My own malehood was painfully hard and without even touching myself, I was spilling horse cum all over my chest. Spurts after spurts entangled between both of us and I knew very well what triggered such shots. Despite cumming like a mad man, Tyke was relentless with his hips. He kept thrusting like a mad man while holding on to me like his life depended on it.

He moaned and licked my neck, grooming down his mate as instincts took over. My tail hole flexed and gripped on to his cock tightly and from there, I knew I was filled to the brim. His cock still buried inside, I never wanted him to take it out. I smiled and looked at him, grinning like an idiot and so did he. Giving a quick peck on to his lips, he blushed heavily.

"Hey... um..." Tyke caressed my cheeks like it was his first time ever, "You... um... You're really beautiful. I mean, not in the feminine kind of way but, uh, you know, the kind that makes male... male!"

"You mean handsome?"

"Handsome it is," he smiled, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You're one cute mother fucker. Does that mean I get to call you my boyfriend now?" I was more than eager to be his lovely husband.

Tyke chuckled and nodded in approval, "Yes, and I get to call you my lovely wedded wife."

"Oh no, you didn't, you son of a bitch!" I turned and pinned him over, baring my herbivorous teeth, even if it wasn't going to hurt much but then again, my body turned into a puddle of jelly as my spent body collapsed on to him, shuddering along the way. Tyke had his cock pushed out and I felt every bit of his lovely cum dripping down my crack, making a mess as the heavy liquid puddled on to the bed.

"Fuck, I feel like lead right now."

"Then don't move. You started it first."

"But I need to fuck your ass."

At that, the tiger chuckled and shook his head, not wanting or waiting for another bout of good ass fucking. Instead, all he wanted to do was lay there and sleep till the morning comes, with his lovely mate by his side. But a sudden thought of self-esteem arises. "Brad, what's going to happen to us?"

"What is there to happen? We love each other and from there, let's pick up the pace." I nuzzled on to him while neighing in comfort.

"That's not what I meant. It's about us. You have an image to maintain, what's going to happen to that?"

I sighed and looked at him like I would to a lover, "I don't care what they say. You said it before. What you see in front of you is just a normal horse, that you would like to spend the rest of your life with. My profession has nothing to do with this. For all I care, I could just quit my job and work full-time at the club."

"No, don't," Tyke had a finger over to my lips, "Just do what you need to do. Brad, I love you, with all my heart."

"And I love you too. More than just a full set of accounts."

"Shut up. Brad." And he kissed me till we both feel asleep.