{"sf1_id":814870,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Birthday Present","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":3215,"posted_at":"2015-02-03T20:37:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Birthday","Bondage","Cum","Gay","Gay Relationships","Handjob","M/M","Puma","Rimming","Tiger","surprise"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/814870-the-birthday-present","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/814870","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=814870\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#27 of Miscellany\n\nKicking out one last story I guess.","content":" Reggie was hardly in the mood to drive all the\nway home. It wasn't that work had been any more \ndifficult than normal, nor that the long haul home, which seemed much\nlonger today, was any worse than usual. No, it was because when he got back to\nhis apartment, it was going to be dark and joyless. Today was his birthday, and\ndespite the nice little party his coworkers threw for him, this puma was\nfeeling pretty low.Today was the day he and Marcus\nwere going to do it, after dating for about four months. Both of them had been\nin bad relationships before, and neither one wanted to jump into anything\nphysical until they got to know each other a little better. But out of the\nblue, Marcus left a note saying that there were things he needed to do, and\nthat he had to be away for a while. Reggie got that sort of thing, but did he\nhave to do it right before his birthday?As predicted, the apartment was\ndark. He opened the door and went inside, too depressed to even open the\nrefrigerator and look for some leftovers to eat. He was still full from cake\nand ice cream and his appetite had been barely there for that. He threw his\nclothing onto the couch and flipped on the television, but after a few minutes or\nmindless channel surfing he noticed something and purposefully sniffed the air.\nIt was a weird sort of smell. He had caught a whiff of it when he had entered,\nbut it didn't dawn on him that it was coming from his place. His neighbors on\nboth sides made all kinds of odors.But this was definitely coming from\nwithin his apartment.He sniffed his way to the bedroom\ndoor and flung it open. There, interspaced on the floor and numbering around a\ndozen were little glass plates, and on these plates were burning candles.\nStrewn between them were hundreds of rose petals. But the thing that got his\nattention the fastest was the figure on the bed.Marcus was black with orange\nstripes, or as some liked to say, orange with black stripes. This was normal\nfor him because he was a tiger after all. But this figure's fur was black on\nblack, like the black panthers, only with stripes instead of rosettes. He had\nonly ever dreamed about having such an exotic partner, much less ever\nconsidered having one in his place. Despite his present confusion and\ndisappointment, he found his cock starting to rise.He hardly moved from his position\nin the doorway as he surveyed the scene. This feline on his bed was a dream\ncome true, but yet, the scene was almost too perfect to be real. Black tigers\nwere extremely rare and this one was presently tied to his bed, ass in the air,\nwith a dark shroud securely locked over his head.There appeared to be a little card\nhanging from the base of his tail, strung over that long silky appendage by a\nthread. Reggie stepped gingerly between the candles to reach over and slip it\noff. The tiger made nary a peep when he did. He slit open the envelope and\nsquinted to read the small print in the dim light.I'm\nsorry I couldn't be here for your birthday like you wanted me to be. I hope this makes amends for\nmy inconsideration. I know it's something you dreamed about and was the least I\ncould do for you. Please enjoy it and know that I love you very much. You'll\nhave to tell me how it went I see you next.\"\nHe was reading it a second time when\nhis phone rang. Whoever it was could leave a message since it was likely just a\ntelemarketer. However, he nearly tripped trying to get to it when he heard\nMarcus' voice leave a brief message. \"Hey lover, I just wanted to wish you a\nhappy birthday! Enjoy your present!\" By the time he got past the candles\nagain, the call was over.He was thinking that he would\nrather have had Marcus on the bed than some stand-in, even one as exotic\nlooking as this poor fellow. He hoped this hunk of feline was getting paid a\nlot for this indignity. Of course, one feline's indignity was another feline's\ndeepest, darkest fantasy. Reggie was now sporting a full erection, and after\nnot having had sex for half a year, there was no way he was going to pass this opportunity\nup. Besides, this guy was secured to his bed with locked straps for which he\nhad no key. It seemed a waste to forego just a little sample of the wares. Whoever he was, he knew what he was\ndoing. From the well groomed black fur to the obviously, freshly bleached\nbunghole under that extraordinary tail, to the manicured nails; this guy\nscreamed professional gigolo. On the bedside stand were a few toys and a big\nbottle of lubricant. It was obvious that this was meant to happen, and seeing\nas it was his birthday, he might as well enjoy it.He was glad that Marcus had called.\nIt was more obvious now that he probably wanted to have this surprise for him,\nbut it was an awfully expensive present. He would have been just as content\nhaving a nice quiet evening of rolling around in the bed with him, instead of\nthis person, whoever he was.\"Excuse me.\" Reggie said, tapping\nthe fellow on the back.Nothing.\"Excuse me, do you have a name?\"Apparently he was either asleep or\nunder orders to keep silent during all that was to follow. Reggie felt a tingle\npass through him from head to toe. This was exactly like in his favorite\nfantasy. Oh how he was going to throw Marcus on the bed when he saw him next\nand thank him personally! That was assuming he had any energy left to do it\nwhen he was done.Since the matter of clothing had\nalready been inadvertently dealt with, Reggie figured that his evening, which\nhad started out with such deflated hopes, had now risen, like his cock, to new\nheights. He was tempted to dive right in, but his deep fantasy was much more\ninvolved. And that tight little bleached hole that stood out in stark contrast\nto the dark fur. Now that - that looked absolutely delicious.He blew out a few of the candles,\nnot wishing to get burned in his upcoming moments of distraction, and knelt\ndown in front of that exquisite backside and gazed at that perfectly round\nlittle hole. He grabbed the fellow by the hips and pressed forward, bringing\nout his tongue and curling it around, licking the cinched surface of his asshole\nuntil he forced a moan from the black tiger's lips..Reggie got a little harder.He lapped at the hole, curling his\ntongue and driving it in ever deeper. He was surprised this guy was so tight.\nHe would have figured that even exercising his sphincter muscles wouldn't be\nable to compensate for a lot of cocks ramming it back open, but it was obvious\nthat this guy knew his business well. It gave a person pause for thought to\nwonder how much he cost per hour. Probably more than the normal working guy\ncould afford. Marcus had really gone out of his way to make his birthday\nspecial.He got his paws underneath the securely\nbound body and found his furry balls, massaging them until the guy's cock\nstiffened up. It was long, sleek, and definitely something he would have liked\ninside his own hole, but with the ways things were at present, that wasn't\ngoing to happen.  He had no idea where\nthe key was to let him loose and he wasn't talking.That was too bad.He stroked the hot shaft as his\ntongue worked its way into his ass. He was mildly surprised to detect the taste\nof spices, and had to wonder if the guy had given himself an enema with\nallspice in it. If he did, that was really kind of kinky! For that matter, now\nthat he was thinking about it, who had been here to tie him down? He didn't like\nto think too hard on it. In the end it hardly mattered. Never look a gift tiger\nin the mouth. The mouth was more useful for other\nthings.He persisted for the moment in\ncontinuing to ream the guy out with his tongue. He had his paws under him\nstill, working his cock with increasing vigor until he could feel the guy\ntighten up. A moment later the sheets were covered with white, sticky cum.Reggie stood up, quite pleased with\nhimself, and more than ready to do something about his own pressing needs. He\ngrabbed the lube, slathered his cock with it and pressed the tip of it against\nthe hole he had been loosening up. The supple tissue parted to accept his red meat\nand closed back in around his ample girth, snugly encompassing him in a warm\nembrace.He nearly shot a load right then\nand there.He had almost forgotten how great\nreal sex was. Stroking off your own cock was little more than a safety valve\nfor the buildup of urges that accumulated over time. But this was the real\nthing, and while it wasn't as good as it would have been with his love, it was\nnonetheless wonderful. This was a fantasy come true.He worked his cock to the hilt,\npressing for a moment or two tightly against his partner's ass, reveling in the\nspasmodic little contractions it was having, for dealing with a cock as big as\nhis was probably something a bit rare. He held perfectly till, not forcing the\nissue, but enjoying the sensations his cock was extracting from the other's\nbody. That tight little bunghole was trying to come to grips with the recent\nintrusion, and was balking at stretching out entirely.It was a wonderful feeling that he wanted\nto never end.Reggie knew however that if he\nwhere to stay like that for too long, he was going to blow just from the sheer\njoy of the situation. He fought down the present need to deliver a load and\npulled back, stopping just shy of coming out, and driving his cock back in\nagain. With a firm grasp on his partner's hips and with a black snaking tail\ntickling his chest and face, the birthday boy knew he had died and gone to\nheaven.He drove it in and out with\nincreasing passion, for he found it was nearly impossible to hold back any\nlonger. He soon had the bed thumping against the wall as his efforts to satisfy\nhimself where quickly realized.His cock exploded inside his\npartner with the fury of a hurricane, giving him both extreme pain commingled\nwith overwhelming sexual pleasure. It had been way too long since he had gotten\nsuch a gratifying release.He was panting heavily, still\ninside that wonderfully warm love tunnel and unwilling to move lest he slip\nout. He envied the canines for their ability to knot, for a knot would have\nbeen perfect right now. As he stood there on wobbly legs, the phone rang again.\nHe strained to hear the voice that came on.\"Hey\nbuddy, I hope I'm not interrupting you right now. Just wanted to wish you happy\nbirthday again, and I'll hopefully see you before too long. Oh and by the way,\nwhen you are done, the key to his freedom is in the bottom of the candy dish in\nthe living room. I didn't want you being altruistic and setting your present\nfree before you got some enjoyment out of him.\"\n\"Well my friend, you heard him. I\nguess you and I have plenty of time to get to know one another.\"Reggie began thrusting again,\nworking the stiffness back into his cock. The first time had been divine, but the\naction had been over way too quickly. The second time was going to be heavenly,\nand sure to last five times as long.During all this his partner had\nremained stubbornly silent, at least as far as words were concerned. The soft moaning\nhe was giving out was the only auditory sign he was even alive, much less a\nparticipant in this unusual sexual union. Reggie could only wonder what was\ngoing through this guy's mind right now. He was left to contemplate how many\ntimes he had gone through just what he was experiencing now. It had to be a\nfairly exciting way to make a living, though hardly one that he himself would\nhave ever chosen.He was working away again, moving\nfaster and faster, savoring the feeling of his cock in that perpetually firm\nhole. He was torn between thinking of this as it was; actual sex with a\nstranger who met his every exotic whim, and it being sex with the guy he really\nwanted it to be, who kept calling instead of actually being here.  Reggie had to drive down the notion of fantasizing\nabout something more mundane (if you can call it that) that he was presently experiencing.\nMarcus was, after all, handsome, even if his pattern and markings made him hard\nto distinguish from his peers. Some people said that one tiger looked just like\nanother.He closed his eyes and just let his\nnerve endings decide his fate. His mind was too much in turmoil to make a clear-cut\ndecision as to the propriety of this, but his balls knew just what they wanted.\nThey ended up being the clear winner in his little morality battle.His silent partner began to grow a\nlittle louder as time went on; letting out little moans, groans and assorted gasping\nbreaths as his pounding escalated to new heights. He found that for the moment,\nwho it was that was under him hardly mattered. When it was all said and done,\nhe would probably have just enough energy left to thank his lover for the\nwonderful gift before passing out in well deserved exhaustion.The head of the bed was now\nslamming into the wall to such an extent that there was going to need to be\nrepairs made to the plaster. Action this vigorous had not happened in a very\nlong time. Luckily for everyone involved, that wall was on the other side of\nhis bathroom, keeping the sound from traveling to any of his neighbors in the\nbuilding. As for the sounds coming from both participants, that was another\nstory entirely. Reggie was grunting like a filthy\npig fucking a sow in a back alley, not a halfway respectable blue-collar worker\nin his own bedroom. His brain had shut down entirely as his body did the\nthinking. His nails dug in hard into his partner's flesh as he pounded away, desperate\nfor another dose of relief. That sphincter was slowly knotting up tighter like\na twisted rubber band, and the longer he fucked that black tiger's ass, the\nharder it became to keep his balls from exploding.He leaned back at a near-impossible\nangle and slammed it home with as much force as he could muster. He almost felt\nsorry for this guy, but he was probably getting paid well and so there was no\npoint in holding back. If it weren't for the straps holding him down, Reggie probably\nwould have pulled him right off the bed in his lust for some more sweet relief.When he finally came again, it was\nin hot spurts that splattered the inside of this guy's colon and dripped back\ndown like rain. He was quivering from the overload, and only barely was able to\nkeep to his feet. After leaning forward against the bed and the firm black body\ntherein upon, Reggie finally got his wind and stood tall. With a sigh, he\npulled out and fell back on the floor.\"Buddy, I hope that was as good for\nyou as it was for me!\"Again, there was no sound, but the\nhead nodded ever so slightly.Reggie got up, knowing he was done\nfor the night and went out to fetch the key. He diverted to the fridge first,\nknowing a cold beer would taste good and go far to slave his parched throat. He\nwas surprised to see a bottle of champagne sitting there that had not been\nthere in the morning. The note on it said simply, For afterwards.\nSo he was supposed to share this\nbottle with this unknown fellow still laying there all tied up? It seemed a\nlittle weird, but then again, why not? Having a glass of bubbly with an exotic guy\nlike that wasn't such a bad idea. He was curious to know a little something\nabout him.He dug around until he found the\nkey and went back to the bedroom. It took him several minutes to get all of the\nstraps unleashed, leaving only the hood, which was also firmly in place thanks\nto a lock. It was a weird get up, but he had imagined more elaborate things in\nhis dreams.The black tiger stretched\nluxuriously on the bed, almost seeming to be tantalizing Reggie into more\naction. He was all for it, if only his tired body would have complied. A full\nday of work took a lot out of a person. What he wouldn't have given to have had\nthis happen on a weekend.He handed the key over, watching as\nthis fellow worked to unlock the heavy cloth covering from his head. With all\nof the black, it had hardly looked incongruous at the time, but once it came\noff, the handsome face thus revealed was almost familiar looking. Reggie stared\nand stared, trying to place where he had seen it before.The tiger smiled and began\nlaughing. That was when he recognized him.\"Marcus? What the fuck?\"His friend could hardly stop\nlaughing. \"I'm sorry Reggie, but the look on your face is priceless. You mean\nyou never figured it out once?\"\"Figured what out? How the hell can\nyou be in two places at once?\"\"Oh, you mean the phone calls? That's\njust a little premade electronic wizardry. I had a couple of friends get me set\nup here, and then I had them make the calls with a message I recorded earlier.\nI was hoping you'd be too busy to pick up.\"Reggie was staring him up and down.\n\"Are you telling me that you did all this just for my birthday?\"\"Yep! I had to drop out of sight\nfor a few days or else it would have spoiled the surprise. I had my fur dyed,\nand my ass bleached, my teeth cleaned and polished, and I even gave myself a\ngood high colonic beforehand.\"Reggie had tears in his eyes. \"And\nhere I thought you were blowing me off. God, I feel terrible for thinking such\nbad things about you!\"\"Were you, you bad boy? Well, who\ncan blame you? I was hoping this was going to come as a total surprise!\"\"Fuck yes it was.\" He was suddenly\nfeeling horny again, despite his fatigue.Marcus was grinning from ear to\near. \"You can really tear up a guy's back end when you're feeling emotional. Got\nany more of that left in you?\"\"That depends. Have you got any\nroom left in you for more of me?\"\"For you, always and forever!\""}