Not So Little Relaxation
It's been a long day at work, but at least there are some nice means of relaxations at Jake's disposal.
Not So Little Relaxation
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This story is a somewhat late birthday gift for Hammerfist , who has been most helpful with the Hockey Hunk season 5 finale...hence, a small treat can't hurt, right? Do tell what you think, everyone, though, this is here for all of you to enjoy!
Have a fun read!
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By the time Jake closed his front door behind him and sighed with relief after 14 grueling hours at work, he was just about ready to call it a day.
"Fuck," the lion said for good measure, too, as he dropped down keys, phones, jackets and other implements of the day as he wandered through his apartment, tail trailing on the floor like a forgotten duster while the lion yawned and scratched his ass. He wondered briefly where was the point in having a great job if what it did for most part was to consume a great part of his life?
At least it paid for a nice apartment, Jake thought, yawning so that his jaws almost popped when he opened the fridge to reveal little besides a bottle of ketchup and a jar of pickled asparagus he couldn't even remember buying. The look at the gloomy yellow-white stalks made his stomach churn with feelings that weren't entirely confined to hunger, and prompted Jake to slam the fridge door with a thud.
"Guess I'll have to go shopping, too," the lion mused to himself, feeling as weary as ever. Maybe he should as well eat out, too. How nice to just sit down and order a medium steak and some nice wine to wash it down with, forget his worries, and then get back home and crawl into a bed, twitch a couple of times and then fade out until another wakeup way before the sunrise.
Standing there in the desolate kitchen and still scratching one of his favorite body parts, the lion was slowly awakening to another physical sensation, namely, his tail seemed to be tending to leave itself into _that_particular angle wherever he swung it, and his sheath felt quite plump and warm...swelling just a little...maybe a by proxy effect of him rubbing over his butt...it certainly felt nice...nicer than the idea of going down the stairs again...
...and his roommate wasn't home, either...
Jake the lion smirked a little to himself as he contemplated his options...there really was some time to kill, and it'd been a while since he'd enjoyed himself properly...and really, the opportunities seemed to have been sparse, lately, and he was getting into the mood, too...he could tell my the signs of his body...that little itch...that curve of his tail...and that little nagging on the back of his mind that was telling him that the best thing to do was the hike that tail up, press those paws down, and wriggle it...wriggle it real good.
"Well what the hell," the lion chuckled to himself, a mischievous smile now splitting his golden muzzle as he decided that he might as well deserve a little bit of proper fun after the dry spell, and the stupid day at work. His tail seemed to spring up with new energy as he headed out to his bedroom, closing the door behind him carefully as he let the ritual begin, slowly, with near reverence to it. The removal of clothes was the quick part...then there was the issue of running his paws over his body...rubbing his chest and those slowly hardening nipples...the sensation nice enough that his voice lowered into a purr, thrumming nicely in his chest. His tail swiped back and forth, too, exerting a pleasant force throughout his netherquarters, and even if his paws avoided his groin specifically, he was peeking out alright, the pointed red tip stuck out of his sheath.
"Hmmmhello there..." Jake muttered to himself, quietly, while he rocked back and forth a little, letting his body to relax while his mind already worked on what he wanted to do next. He did have a few options at his disposal, but deep down the lion knew what he really wanted...and needed...and to facilitate that...yes...
The lion finished with the grooming for the moment, stuck the middle and index fingers of his right paw into his maw and licked on the digits real good before he rubbed the newly slickened digits between the round halves of his rump, spreading some wet saliva between his cheeks and then over his puckered muscled opening as well. The welcoming flexing sent small sparks of pleasure through his groin and rubbing himself in a slow, circular motion added to it, making him purr again, and his cock slid out of his sheath completely, curving over his belly, with a drop of pre glistening on the tip. His other paw was free and hence easily spared for a few nice strokes he applied, and it felt especially good when he stopped, because that prompted his body to squeezed down, all sorts of muscles working, and he could feel his asshole wink against his wet, exploring fingertips, pressing and dwelling onto his hole.
"Hhmpphh..." the lion breathed to himself, slowly getting into it while he played with himself, nice and hard on the front, pliable and spit-polished on the back, under his obediently lifted tail. The pleasant itch of arousal made for a familiar urge to just stick those fingers into his seasoned pucker, but he knew that a little bit more lube would be useful...for that, the lion crouched down to fetch the bottle of Gun Oil lube from under the bed, as well as...something else that was quite nice.
Deciding that he was not in the mood for a messy clean-up later on, the lion sauntered into the bathroom, his cock leading the way, paws loaded with...equipment, while he purred with the forbidden knowledge of the pleasures getting himself stuffed would soon ensue. The bathroom was warm and nice, conductive of the activity he had in mind, as he climbed into the shower, his heart pumping in his purring chest. Jake considered turning on the shower, but he decided that wanted to at least start out dry...maybe put on the shower if he needed extra relaxation, or to add the sensation of running water if he felt like it. For now though...the lion lifted the somewhat wobbly piece of silicone in his paw and admired the long, red length of the anatomically correct and most tintillating WuffHuff toy he had acquired some time ago and already put into good use. With its nice blunt tip, the long shaft and the...satisfying knot on the base, this doggie tool had been the lion's new favorite ever since he'd bought it on a whim for something new...and as soon as he'd unwrapped it, he'd known that his self-pleasure session were about to change.
"Here we go..."
The lion stuck the suction cup base of the toy against the tiled wall and watched how the cock bounced a bit, even giving it a slap to see how it did another of those up and down swings, mostly to check that it was in firm enough, which he found it to be, and also to see the naughty sight of the big fake cock behave in such manner. It was very lifelike indeed...and felt nice with his paw curled around it...or his maw...or his...indeed...his paws were eager to open the bottle of lube and squirt goop onto his palm...then thoroughly spread over the toy to create a film of the smooth silicone stuff, glistening in the light...another smidgen added over his own cock, in case he wanted some reach-around...
"Heheh..." the lion thought, as he applied much more lube onto his fingers, this time for the purpose of shoving them under his tail, which he did as well, poking his slick fingertips onto his tailhole. His twitching anus welcomed the pressure and wriggling, and after a little bit of negotiation, he managed to get the padded tips in. He hissed with pleasure, feeling his cock pulse as he finally got a little bit of a full feeling from his explorations, but it was only the start. He circled the inner rim of his hole, spreading lube and stretching himself just a little before he pulled his fingers out so that he could squirt some more lube onto them to be pushed inside his hole. His eyes peered at the glistening, proud shaft of the toy again, and he could feel his hole clench around his fingers, eagerly waiting for something bigger to slide in there...fill him up...
"Oh fuck," the lion mumbled to himself, scissoring himself down to second knuckles, feeling his insides grab him on the way out for another application of lube...the goop put as deep as his fingertips would allow...and then some more...just a bit more, because there could never be too much...
By the time three fingers made an easy passage into his back tunnel, Jake knew that he was ready, and further stretching out might actually make the experience less thrilling, while he'd experience that initial phase of penetration. He squirted some lube onto the tip of the toy for good measure before he put the lube down to the floor and then leaned forward a little, one paw propped onto the wall in front of him while the other reached back...rubbing down his thigh and butt...grabbing the toy to take aim. He'd used the tiles to calculate the perfect height...he knew where it had to be so that he could stand upright with minimum bending of his knees, so that he could really pretend that he was hunching down onto a cock belonging to a lover who thought it a great idea to grab the lion and do him hard in the ass in the shower.
The lion shivered at the feel of the cool rod rubbing between his ass cheeks, spreading goopy lube there even as he maneuvered the tip along his crack and up into his hole, his tail held up obediently while he made room for the plastic phallus to stroke onto his pucker. He bit his teeth together ,his mane bristling a little while he kept rubbing...a final moment of teasing before he placed the cock right where it needed to be, and tilting his hips...began to impale himself.
His well-seasoned muscles yielded with little pressure, not much needed to convince his body that getting a big plastic cock up the butt was a great idea. The tip bludgeoned its way in with the help of him pressing back, and once he was sure that he had good purchase of the anal territory, his other paw joined the first on the wall, the lion now bending over while his toes curled, trying to get the maximum balance while he was propped between the wall in front of him and the dildo protruding from the wall.
"Hhmppphyeahfuckl....."
The lion slurred happily, his back passage clenching and squirming while the thick shaft slid into him, his ass pressed back so that more and more of the toy's copious inches filled his rectum. He was spread to the point where pain met pleasure, if only briefly, until the pleasure side definitely gained the higher ground and he was left with a thoroughly stuffed butt, a briefly deflating erection and his toeclaws scratching against the thankfully very durable floor tiles while his back arched, his body straining to get used to the sensation of being thoroughly filled with many inches of thick cock.
"Fuck....me..." Jake mumbled to himself, his mind busy at work conjuring up fantasies of all sorts of kinky males who might enjoy a bit of an eager lion slutt-butt while he began to rock himself forward.....a handsome wolf maybe, sliding in and out steadily, his tip bumping on his prostate on each pass over that nut-shaped gland deep in his hole...
...maybe a well-hung beagle...a playful-looking dog who'd grab his mane with his teeth and ruffle it while his hips pumped quickly...squirts of pre-cum lubing the way as he worked himself into a frenzy inside the lion's pleasantly welcoming ass...
...a Rottweiler...maybe a cop...looking to do a really thorough cavity search...yeah...fingers stuffed into the lion's obediently sucking muzzle while the doggie did the deed with the lion's slurping, dripping ass, extra lube being churned out with each thrust and making slick, dirty sounds, the furs becoming more and more matted while the lion got fucked, his body rocking back and forth, loud rumbles leaving his throat and his chest while his body struggled to take the rough treatment...
...like from that Doberman, whose thrusts were steady but deep, going all the way so that his knot touched the lion's asshole before his cock was withdrawn, just the tip held inside the rim of his pucker before the long schlong ride began again, taking the lion to the brim with his paws clutching those bony hips, acting has good handles for the doggie to control his cat...
"hhmmpphph..." the lion moaned, the sound of his own cock slapping against his belly while he fucked himself on the dildo as loud as his moans...the tiled walls bringing forth echoes...his ass on fire with pleasure...
...yeah...taking turns on that upturned lion rump, scratching on him, pulling his mane, grabbing his tail, licking his neck, biting on his ear...yeah...fucking him directly to the grrrrround...
...that knot beating against his ass, so big and bulky, threatening to...could he...the lubed rod sliding rapidly into the lion whose thighs burned, whose elbow was about to give out...the other paw firmly closed around his own shaft, stroking it in rhythm with the rough fucking coming from behind...
The noise he made was like a whimper, slowly rising into what amounted to almost a roar when the fat knot suddenly overcame the resistance and it slipped in, locking the cock into place and turning it into a ramrod that rapidly fired pleasure throughout the lion's body, whatever range of motions there was left allowing for the shaft to churn back and forth and inch or so, its entire bulk dragged in and our of his ass...
"haaaaaaaaahhhnhhh..."
The lion bit his teeth together and felt his ass coil around the red, warm length inside his butt, his balls drawing close to his body when the pearly white pent up cum shot out of his tip and painted the shower wall with its goopy tendrils. The warm rush going through his cock was nothing compared to the even more satisfying feelings of his ass pumping, his prostate alit with sensations that could only be brought on by having something deep inside him, the feeling most prominent somewhere beneath his navel...fine enough that his paw slid wearily along the wall, leading to him panting with his butt almost flush with the wall, cock deep in the ass, head down and the lion practically bent over while he panted, tongue lolling out of his muzzle. The air was full with funky cum-scent and made him feel even more horny despite his recent orgasm...his recent pent-up state all but forgotten as the urge and the itch began their inevitable comeback. Fuck yeah for feline recharge rate, the lion thought with a smirk...his ass firmly planted on the dildo...his cock pulsing, his balls itching for another go...his paw too weary to reach for the tap to turn on the shower...
...maybe after the second round, or the third one, the lion thought, smiling wearily to himself as he squeezed his butt muscles, enjoying how that caused the entire canine cock in his ass to lurch forward a little, poking somewhere nice and deep in his body.
"hummphphph..."
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