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This is the latest chapter of the multi-part commission for FriskeCrisps , chronicling interesting events in his fursona's life! Do tell me how you liked it!

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Crisp was sitting out in the sunlight, minding his own business while he lounged on the park bench and simply stared out into the great beyond in front of him. Or more like, the handsome guy sweeping the nearby path while Crisp sat on his bench and licked on a strawberry ice cream cone. The cold treat sure came in nice on such a warm day, and he was dressed up all light, in a T-shirt and some white shorts and his favourite sneakers, and he'd even left his socks off, so that his footpaws wouldn't get quite as sweaty as he feared they might be.

He wasn't feeling as relaxed as he could, though. School might finally be out, but his plans for a summer job had not really lifted off, and he might've been facing the unenviable chance of going home to stay with his parents over the summer before the term would start again, meaning a lot of chores instead of hanging out and doing fun stuff of his own...not to mention the lack of bucks in his pocket. He might have to cut back on luxuries such as afternoons out in the park eating ice cream while others were making some money...

...if only, he thought, if only the photo shoot hadn't gone like he did. He blushed even now, thinking back to how he'd been dressed up in such a kinky, girly outfit and then he'd had to pose and show himself off to the cameras, and he'd been so aroused and confused that in the end he'd just spurted and sat there dazed and wanting to crawl under a bed or something. The furs at the porn studio had laughed and called him all sorts of things and he'd had to hide a few tears while the fox had laughed that the mini-shorts were surely ruined and they'd sent him home with the femboy gear in a bag and told him that they'd call him back...and that'd been several days ago! Crisp was starting to feel really sad about it, sure he'd gotten 200 dollars for it, but that was hardly enough to have much fun with it.

He sighed again, licking off a little bit of melting ice cream from his knuckles. Of course even that would've failed so miserably. Surely he should've believed that he couldn't be sexy, or something like that, or do porn. He hadn't even had sex with anyone before, how was he supposed to know what to do or make it look hot for the cameras? If he'd even failed the simple femboy shoot where all he had to do was to pose and show himself off...and then he'd...popped, like that...it was so damn embarrassing! He blushed even now...thinking how he'd soiled his pants with the funny white stuff...he'd had to take such a long shower afterwards to get it all off his furs and he'd felt so embarrassed, even worse than when he'd had his first wet dream and he'd had to try to hide his underwear and sheets from his mom, and he was still sure that she'd figured out what was going on with Crisp suddenly being so diligent with his housework...

Damn it, he thought. If only...

Suddenly his phone went off in his pocket, prompting his ears to jump with surprise as he felt the vibration all the way to his balls. It kinda felt good, too...and he didn't want to let it go on for too long before he'd start to get all sorts of ideas...or maybe a repeat of what had happened on the porn studio...

"Hello, Crisp here," he answered the phone, holding it in one paw while the other kept his ice cream safe.

"HELLO!" a voice boomed on the other end of the line, making Crisp almost gasp with surprise.

"Uh...hello?"

"It's Christiano, from World Class Entertainment!"

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Crisp's tail flapped against the park bench as he listened, feeling increasingly flustered while he listened to the cougar's voice on the phone. He wondered why the porn boss was calling him now...maybe asking him to pay for the clothe or something, maybe...or some other embarrassing thing that was going to lead into him losing all the money he had gained from the shoot so far. Or maybe just to tell that he'd been the worst performer ever...

"Hello..." Crisp whipered.

"How're you doing, kid?"

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Crisp found the question to be oddly polite, and kinda awkward, forcing him to take a strawberry-flavored swallow.

"Uh...okay, I guess, lol."

"Good, good! That's good! And hopefully not too busy!"

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Crisp let out a nervous giggle.

"Uh, no, not too busy, school's out and all and..."

"Good, good, excellent! That means you can come by on Friday to our studios for your next shoot!"

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Crisp's eyes widened. He just couldn't believe his ears.

"Uh...what?"

"I was asking, are you available on Friday, Crisp, because we're looking at another shoot coming up for you!"

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"Uh...yeah?" Crisp mumbled.

"Do I have to repeat myself, kid? We want to work with you on Friday, and I need to know if you are available then. These things have to be arranged in advance, you know, so that everyone will be there on time."

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"You...you want me to come back?" Crisp gawked.

"Well I'm not just calling you to ask how you're doing, hah!" the cougar grunted. "I told you, we've got work for you, and we want you to be here on Friday!"

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"But...but..." Crisp muttered, "so the photoshoot..."

"We put the pictures online and since then we've been bombarded with requests from eager customers wanting to see more of the cute boy!" the cougar growled. "So we better start providing soon or they'll go jerking off somewhere else, and we don't want that happening any time soon."

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Crisp could feel his boxers tent up as he imagined all those guys looking at him and getting a boner, too, and couldn't help but whimper a little at the idea.

"So are you available, or do I have to call in someone else and leave all those guys blue-balled?"

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Crisp wasn't sure what that meant, but he understood as much that there was work on the offer, now, and that against all the odds and his worst nightmares, the porn guys were actually interested in working with him again? How could that be possible.

"Are you...are you serious, sir?" Crisp spoke quietly.

"Do I sound like I joke when it comes to porn?" the cougar replied rudely. "So are you in or not? We can't proceed with this thing unless you agree to it, obviously, since it's you guys want to see!"

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Crisp felt like he could've been floating. Could this mean that he wouldn't have to go home to be his parents' house slave...and he could buy all sorts of fun stuff himself...new shoes and socks and maybe treat himself to a new game or two...

"Sure, sure, I mean, lol, of course I want to...ehh...work more!"

"Good! We've got something pretty simple planned for you, so you just show up and we'll show you the ropes! You got that?"

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"Uh...sure..." Crisp mumbled, wondering if that was meant literally, or something...it certainly wasn't making his boner any smaller in his boxers and shorts. His toes squirmed as he imagined what might happen...in only two days, too!

"Excellent! Be there at 10 am and we'll work from there! You got that?"

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"Y-yes sir," Crisp said.

"Good! See you on Friday! And don't be late! You know we want to be really punctual so that we can get everything done in time! Heh!"

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"A-alright!"

"Bye!"

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Crisp's paw felt clammy when the call ended, and his belly jittered as he wondered just what he'd gotten himself into now by agreeing to return to the mysterious corridors and rooms of "World Class Entertainment".

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Crisp thought he was going to faint from the amount of blood rushing to cheeks and his boner when he reached the porn studio at the given hour, again meeting the rough-looking Rottweiler at the door whom took him up to the actual studio floor. The place seemed to be busier this time around, Crisp noticed, with furs milling about, carrying items, laughing, slapping each other's butts and generally seemingly having just a good time. He even saw a muscled horse step out of one of the rooms wearing only a really skimpy thong, which barely covered anything he had inside it, meaning that his butt was in full sight and his big balls flopped out of the thing, and the curve of the cloth said that there was something really big in there...

Crisp stood there gawking at the open display of chiseled musculature and huge stallionhood, and didn't even realize that someone was standing next to him.

"Hi, dude!"

The wolf felt startled upon being spoken to, but when he saw that it was just a young, slim otter wearing casual shorts and a T-shirt, he didn't feel quite as intimidated as with the huge dog downstairs or the well-hung horse still strutting down the corridor.

"Uh...hi..."

"You look like you need a bit of help," the otter chuckled, "where are you going?"

Crisp rubbed the back of his neck and blushed even more, though he wasn't sure if that was physically possible.

"Oh, I was supposed to meet Christiano for another shoot here...lol..." Crisp felt his bushy tail swish the air behind him while he gave the explanation to the curious-looking otter.

"Ah, well, I think I saw him go to number 5, that's...well, it's only a little bit down here, come on!"

Crisp followed the otter, still feeling nervous by the whole prospect of having to strip off again and do stuff on camera, but he knew what he had gotten himself into, and he was planning to go through it...it probably wasn't so bad, just a little bit more posing and stuff...

"Here it is," the otter pressed a buzzer next to the door marked with the number "5" over it.

The door was opened by a familiar face, at least for Crisp, that being the leering fox named Marco, who immediately licked his lips at the sight of the wolf on the other side of the door.

"Well hello..." the fox murmured.

"Hi..." Crisp whimpered.

"CRISP!"

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Crisp's tail jumped when he heard the loud voice, and soon the fox was elbowed aside by the big cougar boss.

"I found this wandering out in the corridor," the otter giggled next to Crisp, making his ears heat up.

"Oh I see you made quite the catch!" the fox Marco giggled, too.

"Oh come on boys, there's enough of Crispy boy here for everyone!" Christiano, the cougar, bellowed. "And judging by how many times his photos have been viewed, everyone seems to want a piece!"

Crisp wasn't even sure what to say, he felt so flustered, and the appearance of the overweight raccoon Darren unsettled him even more, the camera-wielding ringtail giving him an equally lecherous look.

"Howdy!"

"Marco, Lane, how about you take Crisp out to the dressing room to get him ready for the shoot?" Christiano spoke to the otter and the fox milling about the wolf, looking busy.

"Me first!" the fox put his paw around Crisp's wrist.

"Me too!" the otter grabbed Crisp's other paw and tugged him towards the door.

"Boys, boys..." the big cougar clicked his tongue, "no arguments here!"

"None, boss!" the otter giggled.

Crisp was whisked along the corridor, tail flailing while he was ushered down the hallway, wondering just what was going to happen now. Probably he'd have to strip down again with the fox watching and making all those kinky remarks while he tried not to blush and appear too boned up...both which were really difficult to do, because this entire experience made him just feel so very aroused, he couldn't help himself.

"I'm Lane, by the way!" the otter spoke cheerfully near Crisp's ear, "I work here for the Locker Room and some of our other brands like Naughty Schoolboys and Jock Crush and Caught Guys!"

"Lane does it all!" the fox snickered in reply, patting Crisp's arm.

"Uh, hi," Crisp told the otter, "I'm Crisp."

"Oh I know who you are!" the otter winked. "You made those hot photos...really hot."

Crisp felt his ears flatten and burn when he heard the compliment from the otter, and the fox's continued giggling was equally distracting, too. Had the otter really liked those pictures? Had some guys really wanted to see more...they must have, he thought, otherwise the cougar wouldn't have called him to come back to the studio for this thing.

"And here we are...let's see who's in!" Lane smiled as he opened another door, which led, to Crips's surprise and embarrassment, indeed into what appeared to be a locker room. There were lockers and benches on both sides of the room, with plenty of space on the middle, open floor, and there were men milling about, boys and men...well...just...hot guys, everywhere, Crisp realized! There were muscled bulls and stallions and lean wolves wearing butt-hugging shorts and parading their bodies around, and a vain fox combing his head furs in front of a mirror, and a jagaur giving a back rub to a big burly Doberman sitting on the floor and tapping on his phone. Next to them a handsome coyote was doing some kind of stretching that really showed off his butt, and nearby, a big bear was simply flexing his arms and letting out hot grunts while a young cougar watched with admiration, and possibly envy. They were all simply...sexy...and Crisp wasn't even sure he was supposed to be staring at all those hot, firm bodies while his boner pulsed inside his boxers.

"Wow..."

"Hey everyone, meet Crisp!" Marco yelled.

Crisp felt like whimpering when he realized that most eyes in the room turned towards him, a variety of looks and gazes, a few giggles and winks and smirks, too, everyone looking the wolf over while they called out quick hellos and other greetings to the shy wolf trembling a little on the doorway.

"Come on in, I've got your outfit here, too!" Marco said as he pulled on Crisp's arm again. "Did you shower at home before you came here? If not, you have to scrub yourself down right away, nobody likes a dirty dick!"

Crisp gasped, but knew he had no choice as he was taken deeper into the cave of masculinity milling all around him, with eyes still following him while he tried to stay calm.

"Yeah, yeah, I washed myself really carefully," Crisp replied, staring on the tips of his white sneakers rather than the fox.

"Good, good!" the fox laughed, and to Crisp's surprise and horror, smacked his butt, which sent his tail flying with surprise. "Let's just get you geared up!"

"Let me open you a locker," the otter said as he walked by them, to indeed swing one of the metal doors open. "You can put your clothes here."

"All of them, too!" the fox clapped his paws together. "We've got something particular for you to wear today!"

Crisp blushed.

"Is it going to be something kinky?"

"Ohhhh you'll love it!" the fox stated with a grin. "I'll just fetch it, you get undressed meanwhile!"

"Oh...okay...."

Crisp watched the fox go for a moment and realized that the otter was still standing next to him, watching him quite curious while Crisp tried to gather up the courage to actually start disrobing.

"Nervous?" the otter asked.

"Lol, yeah," Crisp replied.

"Aww, it happens to all of us," the otter called Lane giggled. "When I first started doing this I felt like I was going to shit my pants or something..."

"I hope I wont," Crisp mumbled.

"Well looks like at least some part of you is looking forward to it!"

Crisp gave the otter a quizzical look and then saw that the otter was pointing at something, and it was nothing other than the front of Crisp's white shorts, bulging with the lump of his boner there. The wolf quickly averted his eyes from the kindly smiling otter's and sighed.

"Hah, you're cute," the otter laughed. "Come on, Marco's gonna get prissy if you're not done before he comes back!"

Crisp thought about the fox becoming even more overbearing than before and decided that he'd have to risk a few giggles and pointed fingers as a result. Still, knowing that so many furs were lingering around there in various states of undress and horseplay...

"Umm..."

"Awww, well, let me go first then!" the otter chuckled and wasted no time in pulling off his shirt over his head, revealing a toned upper body. Crisp realized he was staring and quickly stopped, his tail tucking itself between his legs.

"Whoop!" someone yelled from the crowd at the sight of the otter stripping off.

"Nice to breathe a bit more freely," Lane winked as he started to unbutton his pants.

"You're just gonna...take it all off?" Crisp asked, watching how the otter wriggled his slim hips off the pants which fell to the floor with ease, showing the young guy's white briefs and the healthy bulge in them.

"I do every day anyway!" Lane spoke with a giggle while he hooked thumbs under his elastic and removed them too to display his chubby. Crisp still couldn't believe how casually these porn stars were showing off their bodies, just like that, all around him.

"Hello, honeybutt!" someone called out whom Crisp didn't see, since he was staring at his sneakers again.

"Oh shut up Roger!" the otter's tail wagged while he flicked a paw in the direction of the big bear who had been posing and showing off his body to the swooning audience of porn stars around him.

"Oh you know you like it hunny!" Lane giggled while waving to the bear.

"Come here and find out how much I like it!" the bear replied, pumping his arm so that the huge muscles bulged even under the thick, shaggy fur.

Crisp felt like hiding under the bench or something, but the otter turned to look at him again.

"Come on, your turn, Crisp!" Lane urged him. "Let's see that cute body!"

"I'll pick you on my arm if you do!" the big bear added.

"Oh shut up!" Lane replied with a chuckle, his chubby starting to grow into a boner none the less.

The wolf decided that he had no choice, and took the hem of his shirt into trembling fingertips. The world disappeared around Crisp momentarily, but once he saw again, he noticed several guys looking, which made him feel shy and self-conscious, but at least he could now turn away so that he could put his shirt into the open locker.

"Heheh."

Crisp wondered if that was a kind giggle or not, but he didn't have much time to stay mulling about that. He slipped off his shirts then and spent some time untying his sneakers and carefully putting them into the locker as well. That left him only in his boxers, and he knew they were heavily tenting up, with a wet spot on the front from all the fluid that had leaked out of his permabonered dick.

"Oooooh there you are!"

Crisp realized it was the fox, which meant that he had really run out of time. With a heavy sigh, he removed his boxers and shoved them into the locker which he then closed.

"Yep, all ready!" Lane the otter giggled.

"Oh, that's good, that's good!" the fox fussed as he came upon Crisp, carrying a plastic bag in his paws which he flopped down onto the bench and then proceeded to pull items of clothing out of it.

"Here you go sweetheart, some nice Fuzzman boxer briefs to show that...healthy bone!" the fox was licking his lips while looking at Crisp's groin.

"Uh thanks!" Crisp mumbled as he grabbed the thin fabric from the fox's paw and quickly slipped them on.

"And now these!" the fox took out something long and white, which Crisp realized out to be some sort of knee-length socks.

Crisp felt his boner throb with renewed vigor at the sight of the somewhat plain but still exciting socks, and held them carefully in his paw.

"What kind of a shirt will I wear?" he wondered aloud.

The fox gave him a look and then snorted, which made Crisp feel kinda bad, for a moment at least.

"Oh you don't need any for this scene, we'll want everyone to see your body in this one," the fox replied smugly. "Just put those socks on and I'll give you some sneakers and then you'll be all set for it."

Crisp's boner throbbed at the mention of footwear, and it was enough to make him feel a bit less suspicious about having to walk around without a shirt in the middle of these guys with all of them with great bodies compared to his own. At least he got to wear the underwear, but they did absolutely nothing to hide his boner. And he knew he couldn't help that...it was just too arousing, no matter how nervous he was.

"Come on, your co-star Leo is probably already there!"

"L-Leo?" Crisp's ears jumped.

"Oh murrr yeah," Lane let out a cheesy fake purr.

"Wearing the hottest jockstrap..." the fox Marco added.

Crisp gulped.

"J-jock..."

"Uh huh yeeeah!" the otter grabbed his own boner with glee.

"I-I-didn't know there was gonna be someone else there!" Crisp yelped.

"Well you gotta start at some point!" the fox slapped his butt rudely. "Put the socks on now, you don't want to have the bosses waiting do you?"

"UHhhheeeem..."

"Come on!" the otter laughed. "You'll love Leo!"

"Murrr!" Marco chuckled.

Crisp looked wildly from one fur to another and wondered just what this famous Leo would be like...a trail of thought that made him feel even more nervous, and even drop one of his socks.

"Let me get that for you!" Lane said immediately and bent down to pick it up.

"Uuuuh, otter bud warning!" someone yelled.

"It's saying hello too!" someone else added.

"Oh boys!" Lane slapped his own butt and wriggled it before he stood up and winked to Crisp who received the sock while looking curiously at the naked, outrageous otter.

"T-thanks."

"Hurry up!"

Crisp sat down onto the bench and rolled the long socks onto his footpaws, taking extra care with them, and then folding the tops so that they seemed nice and snug and proper over his legs.

"Okay, the shoes and then you'll be ready!" Marco declared while he dug into the bag and took out a pair of white sneakers with red laces on them. Crisp couldn't help but stare at them, their perfect whiteness and purity, and how nicely the laces contrasted on them.

"Those will look nice on you Crisp!" the otter smiled.

"You think so?" Crisp asked shyly.

"Oh hell yeah!" Lane replied. "All pretty and pretty and ready for action!"

"Oh I don't know about that..." Crisp said, but as he felt his socked paws slide into the sneakers, his boner seemed to turn into steel and he wondered whether he might actually do like during his first photoshoot ever and "pop" before anything got to really happen.

"And looks like you're ready to go!" Marco patted his shoulder. "You're ready to go!"

"YOU HEARD THAT GUYS?!" Lane suddenly turned, showing his butt off to Crisp while he shouted to the furs standing about, whom now turned to look at him. "THIS GUY'S HERE HAVING HIS FIRST SHOOT WITH LEO TODAY!"

A round of applause and whooping went through the room, sending a new layer of heat over Crisp's muzzle when he realized that everyone was actually congratulating him about performing in a porn movie! They were clapping and when the fox started tugging him through the room again, a few even waved to him, or patted his shoulder, and the twinky fox who'd been grooming himself earlier even blew him a kiss.

Crisp felt nervous still when they emerged into the corridor, but he was almost happy about being outside the room filled with naked, raunchy porn stars. He still felt exposed, knowing he was wearing very little, boxers or not, and he could feel them slip into his butt crack with each step he took with the sneakers that felt kind of stiff, being brand new, he could tell by the smell already, as much as the feel of them on his footpaws. They even squeaked a little, he realized!

He liked it.

"And here we are again!" the fox said as he hit the door button and opened it.

Crisp's tail flicked nervously when they entered the studio again, and while he could see the familiar cougar standing around, next to him there was someone else, namely, someone tall and golden-hued.

"He's ready!" the fox announced.

The two furs turned around, and then Crisp came face to face with a tall lion, very muscled, with a well groomed mane and wearing a white, bulging jockstrap over his groin and nothing else. Crisp stood still when he realized that the young, athletic, buff male could only be the very same lion he had seen on the introductory video to The Locker Room porn site!

"Oh, there you are!" the cougar sounded surprisingly cheerful, even if Crisp had the feeling he might've as well been impatient or annoyed at his tardy appearance.

"He sure is!" the fox snickered.

"Hi there!" the lion lifted a paw and flashed his perfectly white smile to Crisp. "I heard we're going to be doing a scene together today!"

Crisp couldn't do anything but stare. Here was a real life porn star he'd actually seen online, showing off his body, now standing there like it was nothing at all. And he was so handsome, and tall, and obviously looked very strong, and smelled great...and his footpaws were enclosed in some nice athletic-looking trainers, too, which only seemed to add to image of an all-American college boy or the like.

"Leo, meet Crisp," the cougar rumbled.

The lion took a stride forward and offered a big paw, which Crisp barely dared to take, in case he was just imagining that the hot lion was there.

"Hello!" the lion said as he squeezed Crisp's smaller paw in his own. "You got some hot pictures done of you, and I can see that you're even cuter in nature!"

"Uhhhm..."

"He's a bit new," the cougar chuckled roughly, his tail swiping the air.

"Well that's not a problem," the lion replied, his voice tinged with a purr. "That can be cool, too!"

"It...can?" Crisp whispered, staring at the tips of the lion's shoes rather than the big cat's eyes.

"Oh, sure, sure!" the lion's paw suddenly landed on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "Makes it a really special experience for everyone involved!"

"And a lucrative one, if this goes well," someone said rudely, which turned out to be Darren, the raccoon with the camera, still propped on one of his paws.

"And that too," the lion purred and winked at the wolf before looking at the raccoon, "so, think we can start?"

"All's set here," the raccoon replied.

"And time is money!" the cougar added roughly. "Come on, lovebirds, time to shoot some action!"

"I'm all ready!" the lion said as he turned about, his long tail swinging behind him and almost hitting Crisp, who almost dodged, but the tail seemed to have a mind of its own since it avoided him with a measured swivel.

"And you, kid?" the cougar grumbled in the direction of the wolf.

"Uhhh...."

"Well that's fine enough for me," the cougar replied, "okay, in this scene, Leo is just chilling out on this chair, when Crisp comes in, sees him, Leo calls him over, and then Crisp falls to his knees in front of him and starts worshipping his crotch..."

Crisp's eyes widened at the rude description, not to mention the lion's purr at being told what was going to happen, and he began to twist his paws together while contemplating what was about to take place within moments, it seems.

"So Leo keeps encouraging Crisp here, and Crisp plays with Leo's jock and then starts giving him head..."

The young wolf's muzzle fell open, as if he there was already something meaty and juicy in there, and he just stared.

"...which will go on for some time, and then Leo will tell Crisp to take off Leo's shoes and play with his feet a little, which Crisp will do, and then he'll tell Crisp to go back to blowing him while Leo will work Crisp's dick with his footpaws..."

Crisp felt his member pulse and throb madly in his new boxers while he stared wildly at the purring lion and the rudely smirking cougar who was obviously enjoying the kinky description he was giving. He could see that the lion was giving his own crotch a not particularly subtle grope, too.

"...and then, in the end, Leo will give Crispy boy here a hot facial, and Crisp will then jerk himself off while enjoying the spunk on his face!"

"Uhhh..." Crisp whimpered.

"It'll go great, don't worry about it, dude!" the lion told him with a smirk. "You're so cute, you know."

Crisp wasn't really sure that him being cute had much to do with it - he didn't even really believe it, with so many furs telling him that he was cute as of late, he wasn't sure whether they were serious or just trying to work him up for the porno shoot that was about to commence in the very moment.

"Places, then!" the cougar clapped his paws together. "Leo, take the position, and you, kid, you'll come over here and stay out of the view while Leo works his stuff first!"

Crisp was pushed aside by the raccoon stepping into position with his camera in paw, while the lion sauntered over to the white background of the studio and sat onto the chair placed there. He sat upright, his body on full display, his tail swiped over a leg, his thighs and knees spread a little so that anyone could see the bulging crotch of the jockstrap, the only piece of garment he wore.

"That's how a pro does it, Crisp, you watch carefully and learn," the cougar told Crisp while he sat onto one of the folding chairs and settled in for the show. "Okay, go."

"Aaaaand action!" Darren announced, lifting the camera and pressing its buttons.

The lion, who had seemingly only minded his own business before, now slowly became animated. He did some stretching and yawning, stroking his paws ever so slowly over his pecs and his belly, posing and playing for the camera while his every move was captured in high definition by the camera. Crisp felt his boner throb at the sight of the sexy lion playing with himself like that, simply seemingly enjoying his body, feeling the strong, bulging muscles that surely had taken such a long time to shape into the perfection they were. He was obviously enjoying himself, so supremely confident and handsome and comfortable in his furs, it made Crisp feel envious, even while staring openly at the playful lion mugging for the camera, doing sexy, seductive expressions, even winking while he swayed his tail and lifted his arms to show the tuffs of fur in his pits.

"Oh that's good, that's perfect, Leo, keep doing your stuff just like that!" the raccoon complimented him while he kept on filming, "this will look so good...now, rub your paw over your package, let your viewers see what you've got there."

The lion purred, loud enough that it was surely picked up by the microphones while he ran his paws slowly over his toned belly, directing the strokes towards his groin in a gesture that was highlighting the large, plump bump down there. Crisp was staring openly, too, feeling so damn nervous about the prospect of actually having to do something about it, soon. He had never sucked cock, and had never handled one besides his own...and soon, in only a few moments, he'd have to...

The lion's purrs seemed to get louder when he fondled himself, cupping his balls and his sheath, squeezing them and rolling then in his paw and then going to tug on the elastics of the jock so that the bulge only seemed to grow, and Crisp was sure he could see it actually throb some while he watched. It looked huge...how was he supposed to fit any of that into his muzzle...it seemed impossible...could he even put his paw around it? Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, he thought...even if the money was good, and would come much needed...

"Alright, that's sexy, Leo, now, show us some of that famous ass of yours, let the viewers imagine doing the dirty with it..." the raccoon went on.

The lion, still grinning cockily, made a great show of turning around, his tail swaying while the camera captured the perfect double globes of his butt. Crisp might not have been much for thinking about doing things to butts, but still, seeing it like that was tantalizing, perfectly bare except for the straps lining it, over high thighs and into his butt crack. The swinging tail was lifted to show the deep valley between them, while Leo grabbed his hips and arched his back to let the camera get an extra good look at his goodies. He looked over his shoulder and winked a the camera, licking his lips and grinning lewdly while he pulled his ass cheeks apart to let the camera get a glimpse at the furry crevice that laid between them, before the firm buns bounced back into place. Crisp stared with fascination, it would've been impossible to not to be affected by the sight of such a specimen of male perfection. His eyes seemed to be forgetting to be shy now, while the hot male continued posing and playing with his butt, shaking it for the cameras in clear flaunting.

"Oh you're making your fans very happy indeed, Leo, you bet they will!"

The lion winked at the camera again and swung his tail up, grabbing it so that the tip was hanging over his shoulder and he was playing with it, the camera wandering all over his back and his tail and his butt, his sneaker-covered paws spread for a solid stance while the cameras captured every move and every single detail of his handsome body.

"Okay, now, get down sitting on the chair and act bored...you know how to do that, don't you?" the raccoon sounded cheeky while he instructed the lion.

Leo let the pose relax, slowly, and then stepped over to the chair where the entire show had started before, settling down and sitting there, affecting a carefully calculated show of boredom. He yawned and scratched his thigh, another paw playing with his mane, idly, while he looked like he was waiting for something to happen.

"AND CUT!" Christiano the cougar yelled.

Crisp jumped. He knew what was going to happen next, something that by now he knew to be inevitable, and judging by the cougar's leering look at him, it was about to take place right there and then.

"Alright, Crispy boy, time for you to make your entrance!" the cougar commanded. "While Leo is sitting there, you'll just step there, and you'll exchange some talk, and then he'll tell you to come over, and you work from there like I told you, got it?"

"Uh...uh...I guess?" Crisp mumbled, his tail unable to stay still while he contemplated his upcoming performance.

"That's good enough," the cougar said. "Right then...Darren, if you may..."

The raccoon lifted his camera and adopted a wide angle, showing the lion hanging out, still looking bored, and then yelled, "AAAND ACTION!"

Leo yawned, his fingers fussing about with his mane still.

"Go on, Crisp, just walk into the view!" Christiano hissed.

"But - "

"Go or I'll push you! You'll know you're in the shot when Leo greets you."

Crisp didn't want to be manhandled into action, and instead, he took a step forward, then another, the brand new sneakers squeaking on the bare floor while he approached the stage of his very first porn shoot. His heart was pounding like mad, and while his erection had lost none of its stiffness, he was still feeling supremely nervous and he was unable to do anything but keep walking forward like a robot.

"Well look there!" the lion rumbled suddenly, his eyes fixed on Crisp.

The wolf's ears jumped and he tried smiling to the friendly lion, but he felt nervous still, and almost stumbled when he took another step forward.

"Hello, cutie!" the lion grinned while shooting another sultry glance at the wolf. "Why don't you come on over here?"

Crisp stared at the lion, well aware that the cameraman raccoon had approached and was now standing nearby, capturing the confused expression on Crisp's muzzle. The wolf looked at the camera, feeling distracted by its presence there, since it was making him feel even more self-conscious.

"CUT!" Christiano yelled.

Crisp's ears flattened, wondering just what had happened, when he saw the cougar get up from his chair and stomp over.

"Rule number one!" the cougar snarled. "When doing a photoshoot, you look at the camera when you're told to, but when doing a film, you never look at the camera! You got that? It's meant to make the viewers think they're spying on you, and you looking at the camera breaks the illusion!"

Crisp whimpered and stared down at his toes, unable to meet the gaze of the pissed off cougar.

"S-sorry..."

"Don't worry, Crisp," he heard the lion speak behind him, "we'll just do it again, we always have to do re-takes anyway."

"But not too many, or it gets boring really fast!" the big-gutted raccoon chortled.

"PLACES!" Christiano boomed, using his paws around his muzzle as a megaphone.

"Just go back where you stood before," Leo smiled to Crisp.

Crisp managed a weak smile and slinked back to his starting point, feeling extra nervous now that he had blown the shoot for the first time around, and even before they had actually done anything sexy...

"AND ACTION!"

Crisp watched how Leo fell back to his role as the bored king of the jungle, chilling out on his chair and waiting for something to happen. He didn't get to keep that up for long, however, because soon Christiano was waving his paw for Crisp to take action again.

With a deep breath, he stomped forward, slowly, still nervous, but perhaps a bit more confidently than on the first time, though still unable to completely relax into the idea of doing stuff in front of camera. He really was so inexperienced in general...and having to put on a show...

"Well hello there..." the lion murmured, seeing the approaching wolf now and giving him an appreciative look and a purr, "what do we have here?"

Crisp saw from the corner of his eye how the camera was approaching again, but this time he made a conscious effort to keep his gaze at the lion and not get distracted by the raccoon coming too close for comfort.

"Hi..." Crisp spoke softly.

"Heh, a coy one, aren't you?" the lion grinned, his tail flicking about while he looked at the wolf, his legs spreading a little so that both Crisp and the camera could ogle at his groin again. "You wanna play?"

Despite the lion's sporty appearance, somehow he imagined that the lion didn't mean any variety of athletic games they might partake in. Crisp felt his tail tuck between his legs like it often did when he was nervous, but he managed to nod, slowly, knowing it was expected of him during the scene.

"Heheh, good boy," the lion winked while grinning at Crisp now, "come on here, little guy..."

The lion put his big paws over his thighs and purred some more, drawing attention to himself with such a display of beautiful malehood, while Crisp watched nervously.

"Come on..." the lion egged him on.

Crisp took a slow step forward, still a couple of yards away from the lion, but he could already smell him, a bit musky, despite the obvious freshness of his newly showered and groomed furs. Maybe someone as manly as Leo simply wouldn't stay scentless for very long, instead, the musk would ooze out of each pore and gland and quickly create a veritable cloud of it around the hunky fur.

"Got a treat for ya, young guy..."

Crisp almost whimpered again, but he stepped forward still, watching the lion's warm, inviting eyes, and smelling his musk even more strongly now, unable to deny its effects on his own straining boner. It all seemed so alien to him, so sudden, and it was really happening, and he didn't even know what to think about it. The rushing of blood and the squeaking of sneakers was the only sound he heard while he approached even more, unable to see anything else but the lion in front of him.

The cameraman raccoon shuffled closer, and the lion lifted a paw, making a curled finger.

"Come on, little guy...you know what to do..."

But the point was, Crisp only knew the rudimentary idea of what he was supposed to do, but to actually put it into practice, to change what he had seen on those videos and pictures into action...he had no idea how that would turn out. And now he had to learn quickly, too, because the lion was calling him over, and telling him to...get down to business, while the bad-tempered cougar and the leering raccoon watched...and who would know how many times the resulting video would be viewed, too...

"Here you go..." the lion rumbled, and Crisp knew what he was supposed to do next...kneeling onto the cool floor, the motion tugging the tiny underwear into his butt crack, a strange feeling, if any, and he knew it was going to make his boner bulge up even further...not to mention that the immediate result was that he had a faceful of lion in front of him, with Leo grinning down to him, and one of those big paws came looming and then landed on top of his head.

"Good boy..."

The lion didn't press hard, but it was enough to bump Crisp's muzzle down so that his nosepad landed onto the firm bulge of Leo's shaft, throbbing in its elastic cloth cover. The musk became so much stronger this close, and with so much of it...and pre-cum, too, most likely, because the cloth felt a little damp, Crisp could've almost swooned from its intensity. And the alien feeling of a cock throbbing against his face...and was that...balls on his chin?

"Ohhh yeeeah..." the lion purred and moaned, likely giving the cameras a good show of the pleasure he was getting while he kept Crisp in place with the gentle but firm presence of his paw. Crisp had no choice but to keep breathing slowly, wondering what he was actually going to do next, while he tried to get used to the unusual sensations, and feeling so very exposed there, and aroused, and not sure at all about what he was supposed to be doing, while he was being stared at...

"Rub his thighs, kid!" the cougar called from his chair. "And nuzzle around. Worship that meat there!"

Crisp's ears burned at the dirty instructions coming off-camera, but somehow he managed to make his paws move, to land them onto the lion's thighs and give them a bit of a clumsy rub. The camera came close, he could hear the raccoon's breathing, and knew that every movement of his paws were being filmed...and his muzzle, too, now slowly exploring Leo's crotch.

"Yeah, sniff that got cock, little guy..." the lion slurred.

Crisp did, and it smelled good, and made his boner throb, and it wasn't really so bad ,even if he did feel embarrassed by acting so subby in front of other furs. Sure, his fantasies were always like that...a bigger boy telling him what to do, but he was already 19 years old, he wasn't supposed to be all fumbling like this...he probably wasn't even giving the lion much pleasure, he thought, shyly, but at east the lion sounded like he was enjoying it. Possibly just playing it for the cameras...let them see how he enjoyed the younger, smaller wolf...

"Oh that's right...breathe it riiiiiight in..."

Crisp wasn't sure if Leo meant that literally, but he tried making some sniffing noises again while moving his muzzle around, and it seemed to be alright, since the camera stayed close, and Leo let out a few more ragged purrs.

"Oh yeah that's hot...yeah..."

Suddenly the heavy fingers of the big paw grabbed the top of his head and lifted his muzzle up form the lion's crotch, so that he was looking Leo in the eye.

"Now, good boy, take off my jock...pull it down..."

Crisp gulped, and looked at the elastic contraption the lion wore. It didn't seem too complex...just put his fingers under and...with the lion's butt lifting obediently...it wasn't so hard to pop it down a little...and as he did so, Leo's cock came into view, hard and pointed and dripping and oozing pre-cum against his belly. The strong whiffs of musk assaulted Crisp's nose, and he moaned helplessly, unable to take so much masculine power in just one moment. His cock throbbed extra hard, and for a moment he wondered if he was going to pop, just like that, like he had done before...it seemed like a fair possibility even now as he looked at the lion's member. It was big, much bigger than his own, and the balls that also came into view when he removed the jockstrap were heavy and covered in creamy fur.

"Oh you like that dontcha?" the lion ruffled his head furs. "Give it a kiss, little guy...I think it likes you too..."

Crisp stared at the big organ in front of his eyes. It simply looked massive, kinda dangerous will all those barbs, and highlighted by the large testicles in their own snug pouch. Crisp wished he knew better what to do with such a thing, besides the obvious...

"Give it a kiss..."

The lion repeated his command, and Crisp knew that there was no stalling it anymore. He would have to approach the lion's mighty weapon, and do it soon, or the cougar might get angry with him again and call the scene off again...what if he'd actually kick the wolf out of the studio for failing to perform properly...

"Just there..." the lion tugged on his head furs, gently, but with a twist of his wrist so that it looked more rough for the cameras...,more erotic...more dangerous.

Leo grabbed his shaft and pointed his cock right at Crisp's muzzle, the tip slick and directed towards the wolf's slightly open maw. He could see it throb in the lion's easy grip, and his eyes almost bobbed up and down with its gentle sway, propelled by the strong beat of the lion's heart. It looked kinky, going on like that, not at all like he'd imagine it to be, from his various forays into pornography. This was porn...but he was the star...or more like the co-star, Crisp thought hysterically. There was no question about who was the real star attraction now, and that belonged to the seated lion who was purring and looking down to him encouragingly.

"Give it a kiss..."

Crisp puckered up his lips and did exactly as the lion had kept telling him to act in this moment, plastering his thin, wet lips over the wet tip as if he was indeed giving it a chaste peck. The strange, spongy flesh felt odd, but not unpleasant, Crisp decided, while he stayed close after the first contact, panting softly and with his breaths washing over the pleasantly rumbling lion's groin.

"Oh that's nice...do that some more...make friends with that dick, dude...hold it with your paws like I do..."

Crisp kept staring at the lion's monster while his shaky paws wrapped themselves tentatively around Leo's thick shaft. It didn't feel quite as huge as he had thought it would, in the end, but still, it was most comfortable to cup the length of that big rod between his palms, near the base, from where the lion removed his paw and instead put both of his paws behind his neck, leaning back a little while Crisp explored his pride.

"Oh that's good, dude, that's how you gotta do it... now suck it..."

Crisp balked a little again at the prospect of actually putting something that big into his muzzle, but he knew he would have to try. The raccoon had even knelt down on the floor and was filming him from very close by, enough to make his neck itch nervously. The lion looked he was loving the attention, too, relaxed, purring, and with such a big boner right there on full display. It was obvious what it wanted to do...it wanted to feel warm wolf lips and tongue on it, to be treated well...to be served...and the only one to do that would be Crisp, now...while the raccoon aimed his camera to capture the very moment it would simply...slide in...

"Suck that cock, sexy boy..."

The wolf's fingers clung to the mighty dripping pole and he leaned forward, slowly, knowing that there was no going back once his lips would make their attempt at sliding down that long shaft. Crisp was sure that he would be able to only stuff a small amount of it in his muzzle in one go, but he had to admit that he was curious to see how it'd turn out. Getting to do something so naughty to someone who was a porn star of all furs did thrill him, but he just felt so shy about it, it was difficult to start...but the lion seemed to make the decision for him by giving his head another nudge with his paw.

"Down, boy..."

Suddenly there was no choice, his lips simply slipped over the rubbery barbs covering the tip and the hot, wet organ was sliding into his muzzle!

Crisp almost gagged at the potent flavor exploding in his senses. It seemed to fill his muzzle and even his sinuses with a strong musk coming from the leaking shaft currently perched between his frozen lips. It pulsed and felt fleshy and strange, but it was also...kinda fun, he decided, quickly, especially when he tried moving his slips and suddenly even more of it entered his muzzle, slipping against his tongue.

"Ohhhh yeah, little guy..."

The college wolf let out a small moan, suddenly having much more cock in his muzzle than he had anticipated, and the lion's paw on top of his head meant that he couldn't really pull back especially quickly. He tried breathing through his nose instead of his muzzle and found that it was working alright, and that he no longer felt like he was going to gag under all the musk seeping out of the lion's dick. His own felt wet and hard in his tiny boxers, getting such a working up from the fact that he was actually sucking the big porn star cock, and holding it between his palms still like some kind of a strange, meaty toy...

"Yeah, little guy, suck that big lion cock juuuuust like that..." the lion spoke extra dirtily while Crisp made a sloppy attempt at licking the shaft in his muzzle, the little that he had managed to fit there, his eyes falling closed as he concentrated on breathing steadily and not gagging on the weird sensation of the stiff prong being thrust into his virgin muzzle.

"Ohh boy, yeah, just like that...you're even wagging your tail ain't ya..."

Crisp's eyes widened when he realized that he'd indeed been doing just that, without noticing it consciously - he'd been that concentrated in sucking the lion's dick that he hadn't even understood he was going that! He blushed furiously at being pointed out that he was indeed advertising his enjoyment of giving head in such a canine manner, his tail swapping the air behind his butt enclosed in the tight boxers. The camera was surely capturing that, too, and telling everyone just how much he liked it.

"What a nice cocksucker...yeah...yeah...move your head a bit...mind those teeth..."

Crisp hadn't even thought about possibly scraping the lion's cock with his numerous teeth, and he almost balked at the prospect of doing such contact with the sensitive meant, but he tried pursing his lips, to give him confidence in keeping those teeth out of place, which also meant that when he experimentally moved his head down, it created a bit of extra suction and the lion bucked his hips forward, barbs tickling Crisp's lips while suddenly much more shaft was thrust into his maw.

It was too much for him and made him yank his head back quickly, leaving the cock to stand alone and dripping with saliva, the lion looking down to him with a small frown, maw gaping and showing many teeth while he growled, briefly...then smiling and winking, and making his cock bounce and flex in Crisp's grip by using some hidden inner muscles Crisp didn't know about, but could definitely feel their work against his fingers.

"Got a bit too much for you, little guy?" the lion growled.

"Y-yeah," Crisp swallowed guilty, feeling the tangy fluid slip into his throat and tingle there.

"Well, let's see you give me some other love, then, little guy," Leo spoke, his voice cocky and deep from arousal, "take my shoes off."

Crisp's eyes widened and his ears bounced at the slurred command, not a surprise considering he had heard the cougar's oral "script" for the scene, but still...now that he was actually going to do it, looking down to the lion's well-fitting, athletic sneakers, he felt another surge of arousal go through him as he observed his favorite piece of apparel. While the guys online might've been all about the lion's hot jockstrap, the wolf liked the sight of his shoes probably more than he was supposed to...and getting to touch them, too...

"I know you don't wanna leave my cock, but another part of me needs your paws now, little guy..."

Crisp blushed but nodded, slowly, before he finally let go of the muscled lion's firm, throbbing stalk. The neatly tied shoelaces beckoned him now, however, making his fingers clasp the left one first, slowly unraveling it while his own boner throbbed ruthlessly.

"There we go, little guy..."

Crisp managed a small smile, especially now that he was doing something he reeeeeally liked doing. It was good enough to make his own toes curl in his own sneakers, especially worn for the occasion, and he felt a quiet, illicit thrill for it. He hadn't told the porn furs about his liking for footwear, but they seemed to have hit a secret jackpot with his own sneakers and long socks, and the lion's musky paws in the sneakers he was currently fondling.

"Get those big paws out and play with them...bet you know how..."

He might've had an idea...though confessing such a thing was not something Crisp could be made to do easily, but the lion was really good at persuasion, even with the glare of the camera aimed at Crisp's paws while he paid appropriate respect to the lion. He managed to finish the laces eventually, which meant that with the lion's gentle help, he could slip each sneakers off, to reveal the big paws, their toes wriggling invitingly.

"Down, boy, heheh!" the lion grinned, his tail swaying behind him while he gave another command to his obedient puppy-wolf Crisp.

The lion pushed his footpaws together slowly and leaned back on the chair, lifting one of the paws so that it was resting on his sole, letting Crisp stare at the slowly moving toedigits there. Crisp licked his lips and swallowed, wondering just how long he was supposed to go on doing it...but considering how worked up he felt about it, he hoped it wasn't going to be short...

"Y-yes, sir..." Crisp whimpered.

"Heheheh, you know your place!" the lion growled, sounding almost harsh.

Crisp leaned down on his elbows and nuzzled onto the offered paw, feeling supremely glad that he could actually touch such a body part. His own footpaws might've been often explored, but he was definitely not nimble enough to do anything like this, let alone at least do it for very long without his backs or knees starting to hurt...this was a wholly different thing altogether. The lion's footpaws were clean but had a mild scent of soap and the shoes on them, which was agreeable to the young but naughty wolf, as he sniffed and carefully nuzzled on the offered appendage.

"Oh that's right..."

Crisp kept mouthing on the lion's now still toes, tasting them a little, licking there, suckling here, while his paws gently stroking on the large footpaws that felt nice to touch. He knew that he was in an exposed position there, on knees and elbows in front of the bigger, muscled male, with his tail swinging, his butt on display for anyone who might be looking, and he knew that the camera did a turn there as well, to just show him head down and ass up...like a...

"...good slut..." the lion put it all into words, making the wolf moan quietly, whimpering in his submission as he realized just what he was doing and what it must've looked like, him going down and licking the lion's footpaws like that, much to his rumbling, purring sexual enjoyment. Crisp found himself liking it even more than he had thought he would, too, his cock was rock hard and oozing, and there was a kind of a strange throb behind his balls, somewhere deep inside him, while he felt more and more flushed, all over his bare torso, neck and face, simply unable to keep back the small submissive noises coming from his throat.

"Hmmmyeah...slobber them up..."

Crisp knew that by now he couldn't even have kept himself from salivating at the prospect of worshipping the lion's footpaws. The opportunity was too good, and too thrilling to pass, and he was practically forgetting where he was, even, enjoying his time there in front of the lion, playing with him, it almost stopped mattering that his every lick, stroke and squeeze were being filmed by the crouching raccoon taking a careful closeup of everything he did.

"Hmmmmmmhhhh...good...good...keep going..."

And Crisp did, still nuzzling onto the lion's soles as they pressed over his face, each in turn, licking and playing while he let out little noises of pleasure, and the lion's own loud rumbles only encouraged him...was he actually doing a good job?

"Up on your knees, puppy boy!"

Crisp barely heard what was told to him, but he slowly raised up, blushing heavily as he stood up to his knees in front of the lion, feeling acutely aware of Leo's leering gaze and he big, throbbing erection.

"You got me reeeally worked up, little guy...I'm going to cum, soon...would you like that?"

"Uhh...yes...yes sir," Crisp reminded himself of what he was supposed to do, and he nodded, softly, the cameraman raccoon coming even closer now, to capture his eager expression.

"Get those shirts down...let's see the wolf boy's bone!"

Crisp felt shy at showing his body like that, but considering everything else he had done before during the last...he wasn't even sure how long had passed, but considering he was sweaty and tired, it could've been fifteen minutes or an hour...or two...and he was sure his boner might break or something, it was that hard, like...like solid glass...and it flopped out and stood very much upright once he lowered the small, kinky boxers down to his knees. He was acutely aware that he was smaller than the lion...but Leo just winked.

"Stay right there, little guy...I'll give you your treat..."

Crisp watched in awe how the lion lifted his feet off the floor and then, with surprising nimbleness, pressed his soles against his erection. Crisp gasped and moaned, surprised by how it felt, warm and ticklish and a bit wet from his earlier licking on the lion's footpaws.

"Here we go, little guy..."

The lion grasped the sides of the chair for balance and began to move his footpaws up and down, effectively stroking the gasping wolf off with his feet while he posed sexily on the chair, seemingly balancing himself on his gorgeous butt while he gave the surprised wolf some pleasure of his own.

"Oh there we go...now suck me off too...let's make this together...come on, little guy..."

Crisp found himself leaning over, almost toppling, really, it was somewhat hard to reach the lion's crotch like that, with his feet on the way and stroking Crisp's groin. Crisp even had to grab the lion's shaft from the base to bring it closer to his muzzle, but in his current dazed state, it seemed almost a natural thing to do...his maw gaping open, as he leaned closer...

"Hhhmhmthhrhrehere...."

The sex became rather acrobatic, with Crisp's tentative muzzlejob and the lion's footpaws rubbing with abandon on the wolf's erection. Crisp grabbed a pawful of Leo's hip furs, trying to keep himself steady while he tried to survive the strange feelings coursing through him. It felt better than what he'd ever felt, the lion touching him like that, and even sucking cock wasn't so bad, a bit weird and possibly somewhat gross, but he didn't mind doing it if the pleasure continued like it was...the firm up and down stroke of the lion's feet, making him moan around his straining dick...

"HMhphpphhph!" Crisp suddenly gasped.

"HURRY!" someone yelled, and somewhere on the back of his mind Crisp surely understood it was the cougar, but he really wasn't thinking about it anymore. All he understood was the pleasure, much like the kind he had felt during the photoshoot, but now, filling him with tremor and heat when it coursed through his groin and his cum spurted out of his cock, the big, white globs landing all over the floor and the lion's footpaws and legs while Crisp cummed, his muzzle still full of cock and hence his vocalizations at the occasion were rather muffled...all the way until suddenly the paws fell off his dick and Leo removed himself from Crisp's muzzle, standing up from the chair as well while he grabbed himself and aimed down.

"Here we go...muuururrurururuuuu..."

Crisp gawked, panting from his own orgasm while his cock bounced against his belly and oozed some further cum from his pent-up balls, his eyes staring at the lion fisting his big cock in front of his nose. The wolf vaguely knew what was going to come but didn't really have time to put it into a coherent thought before the lion roared and the hot white streaks began to shoot out of the flaring hole on the tip. One hit him in the eye almost immediately and forced the wolf to close them in near-panic, as further hot spurts flew and landed all over his face. Hot globs clung to his furs and felt sticky and warm, and there seemed to be endless amounts of it, while the lion kept huffing and grunting and snorting while he spent himself all over Crisp's face.

"Well damn, sexy boy..."

Crisp felt paws on his shoulders and he was suddenly yanked upwards, his eyes opening now as he looked into the lion's smiling eyes, and then his tongue appeared, long and pink, and licked over Crisp's cheek.

"Hmmmm...even tastes great..." the lion said as he pulled Crisp to himself, one paw clapping down on the wolf's butt and making him yelp from the sudden impact.

He couldn't have been more surprised than that if the lion hadn't kissed him then, just a short, almost peck-like kiss on his lips, but still, it was the sexiest kiss Crisp had ever felt, and he felt the lion's purr, and didn't even mind the overwhelming musk of the cum all over his face, how messy it made him feel, how kinky he really was, when his muzzle felt so nice, with the lion's lips pressed on it.

"AAAND CUT!" the cougar yelled.

"Heheheh!" the raccoon laughed.

Crisp blinked, gasping a little as he realized that the lion had actually just kissed him.

"Thanks, little guy, that was really fun," the lion said, now rubbing Crisp's butt while smiling to him, suddenly appearing much friendlier than he did during the scene when he'd been much more distant and dominating. "You did really well."

"Uh...I did?" Crisp mumbled.

"You sure did!" Leo patted the wolf's butt gently. "And I think you're going to be great star with us, soon, once we help you settle in a bit!"

"S-settle in?" Crisp asked, curiously, and a bit nervous, too.

"Oh you'll see," the lion winked confidently, "I think everyone will want to play with you now, Crisp, once they see what we did..."

The wolf blushed, and wondered just how things could get stranger than that.

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