The Executive: Part 2 - New Friends

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#2 of The Executive


Another week had come and gone for Darrell McCoy. As his driver took him home, he thought about just how much he had enjoyed the previous week; making his subordinate beasts cringe and cower with only a stern look, and making them practically shit themselves when he raised his voice. Loosening his tie, he grinned. It was great being on top of the world, and whatever he had to do to stay on top was just fine by him.

"Looking forward to the weekend, sir?" his coyote driver said.

"Yes," said Darrell, "Very much so."

"Any special plans?" asked the driver.

"Just shut up and drive," growled Darrell.

The driver gulped at Darrell's order. He should have known better than to ask too many questions.

The big wolf pulled his tie off just before he walked through the door of his penthouse, and was quickly greeted by Brian and Kyle, tails wagging excitedly as they tackled their guardian.

"Darrell!" they said hugging him.

Lying on the floor, Darrell laughed as both little foxes licked his face. Picking them up, he felt their arms around his neck, hugging him warmly.

"Ah," he said putting them back down. "Nothing better than seeing my two boys welcome me home! Let's go out to the living room!"

Picking them up once again, he went over to the soft, warm couch that faced the one hundred inch television Darrell had recently purchased. Setting them down, he looked at them somewhat seriously.

"We need to have a talk," he said.

"Did we do something wrong?" asked a worried Kyle.

"Oh," said Darrell, stroking the younger fox's ears. "Of course not, Kyle!

"What is it then?" asked an inquisitive Brian.

"We have special plans tonight." said Darrell with a wide smile. "Haven't you boys been wanting some friends to play with lately?"

Both foxes nodded. Darrell had kept them fairly isolated from beasts their own age. The wolf knew full well that letting the wrong creatures into their lives could be extremely detrimental. Lately though, Brian and Kyle had been insisting that they find some beasts their own age to play with. Though the two foxes usually got along just fine, their was always a yearning to have more than just each other and their guardian in their lives.

"It turns out that there's a guy who works in my company who has two boys your own age! His name is Pete, he's a panther and just like I adopted you two, he has two adopted tigers your age."

"Does he like to play with them?" asked Brian, grinning.

Darrell grinned back at him. "Yes he does, Brian! I'm sure that once his boys get to know you they'll be happy to play with you, too!"

Brian and Kyle wagged their tails at the mention of having beasts their own age to play with, making Darrell laugh. The wolf then felt a vibration in his pants pocket. Reaching in, he pulled out his cell phone and read the text.

"Well, it looks like Pete and his boys will be here in an hour!" he said, standing up. "We'd better get cleaned up and ready for our company!"

After all three males had taken showers and made sure their home was presentable, they stood by the doorway, anxiously awaiting their guests. Darrell pulled a small mirror out of his pocket. He looked into the reflection, admiring his fine lupine features. He grinned at his own image before putting the mirror back in his pocket. No sooner had he done that, when the doorbell rang.

"They're here!" squeaked Kyle.

Darrell opened the door. A tall, dark panther holding a bag, flanked on each side by two young tigers. Smiling, Darrell waved them in.

"Pete, please come in and make yourself at home!"

The trio walked in, admiring the penthouse. Pete sat the bag on the floor.

"Pete, these are my two boys, Brian and Kyle."

'Hi!" said Brian and Kyle in unison.

Pete smiled at them, and spread his paws at his own boys. "Hello, Brian and Kyle. These are my boys, Danny and Tommy!"

The two tigers shook paws with Brian and Kyle. Darrell noticed that both the foxes and tigers seemed to warm up to each other instantly, but something else was on his mind.

"Pete," he said, pointing at the bag lying on the floor. "What's in the bag?"

"Oh," said Pete, his voice obviously nervous. "I um . . ."

"Yes?" said Darrell

"I didn't mention it before, but the boys and I, well . . . we like to wear diapers."

Darrell was stunned. Though the two had many conversations regarding their coming over, never once had Darrell brought up the subject of diapers. He grinned, pleased with his junior executive.

"Pete, you're a beast after my own heart! My boys and I also enjoy that activity!"

Pete's jaw dropped. He had brought the diapers over, hoping to find some way to bring up the subject to his boss, but never in a million years did he think that the wolf already engaged in such a practice.

"We should put them on!" suggested Brian.

Darrell looked at his older boy, grinning. "I think that's a wonderful idea, Brian! What about you, Pete?"

"Sure," said Pete, sounding more confident.

"Excellent!" said Darrell, rubbing his paws. "How about you and your boys go in the bathroom and my boys and I will go in my room to get changed?"

Once the beasts had changed into their attire, Brian and Kyle took Danny and Tommy into Brian's room to play video games, while Pete and Darrell staid out in the living room to socialize.

"You certainly have a very nice body, Mr. McCoy," said Pete.

"Darrell," said the wolf, "while you're my guest, I'm just Darrell, okay?"

Pete was shocked. Darrell was very adamant about being referred to as Mr. McCoy in the office, never letting anyone become too familiar. The wolf then put his paws on the bare chest of Pete, feeling the panther's well sculpted musculature, making Pete purr like a kitten.

"You certainly have a nice body as well, Pete!"

The panther grinned, putting his paws on the well-sculpted muscles of his boss. Darrell could feel things start to heat up, but did not wish to get too fast so soon.

"Could I offer you a drink," Pete?"

"Sure," said Pete. "Do you have any scotch?"

"Indeed I do." said Darrell as both males headed out to the kitchen. Opening the liquor cabinet, Darrell took out a bottle and two glasses, pouring a drink for each of them.

"This is very old single malt scotch," said Darrell. "I only drink it when I have guests over. Bottoms up!"

The wolf and panther drank down their beverages. Darrell swallowed quickly, while Pete sloshed the spirited drink around in his mouth, savoring the flavor before he too swallowed.

"That's the smoothest scotch I've ever tasted!" said the panther, obviously impressed.

"Good," said Darrell

Pete put his glass down, feeling more at ease. "I noticed you have quite a fondness for Anubis, Darrell."

Darrell smiled. The wolf had several paintings and even a custom made bronze statue of the Egyptian god. "I'm quite an admirer of Anubis."

"Do you actually worship him?" asked Pete.

"Actually," said Darrell as he put his arm around the panther and made his way back to the living room. "I like to think of myself as Anubis, Pete."

"That certainly explains a lot." remarked Pete.

Darrell raised an eyebrow at the bold observation, but quickly grinned. "I like the way you think, Pete."

Pete and Darrell gazed into each others' eyes, Darrell felt captivated by the yellow-green feline eyes of Pete, who felt equally captivated by the deep blue eyes of the wolf. Embracing, the two beasts kissed deeply.

While Pete and Darrell were busy. The two foxes and two tigers were in Brian's room. Danny and Tommy were awestruck at the incredible number of games that Brian had.

"Wow," said Danny, the older tiger. "How many games you got, Brian?"

"I've never counted all of them, but I'd guess thousands." said Brian.

"What's your favorite?" asked Tommy

Brian gave a sly, vulpine smile. "Starfox!"

Both tigers laughed hysterically. Danny put a paw on Brian's shoulder, still trying to contain his laughter.

"Haha! I like you Brian! You're a funny guy!"

Brian grinned once more. "Not to mention one sexy motherfucker!"

Danny laughed again. "You are pretty cute! But then again, there's no such thing as an ugly fox!"

Brian put his paws on the tiger's chest. "I think the same goes for tigers too!"

Danny's laughter turned into soft moans as the fox rubbed his bare chest. "You want to play video games?" asked Brian.

Danny moaned. "Actually, I'd like to do something even more fun."

Still rubbing the tiger's chest, Brian looked over at Kyle and Tommy, who were mimicking the scene Brian and Danny were putting on. "Kyle, how about you take Tommy to your room? Danny and I need to get better acquainted!"

Tommy and Kyle rushed off to the other bedroom, leaving Brian and Tommy in Brian's room. Brian grinned at his new friend. "So, Danny, how about I get a better look at you?"

"Only if I can get a better look at you!"

Staring into each others' eyes, Brian and Danny peeled off their diapers, leaving them completely naked. Brian turned his back to Danny, showing him his rear end. Danny was not disappointed.

"Nice!" said Danny, who turned around for Brian to get a better look at him. "You are a sexy motherfucker!"

Brian chuckled. "You are too, stripey butt!"

Danny blushed at the pet name Brian had just given him. Brian motioned for the tiger to climb in bed with him. Facing each other, they wasted no time in putting their paws all over each other.

"So," said Danny. "Whadda you like to do, Brian?"

"Well," said Brian as he rubbed the tiger's hardening member. "I like sucking cock!"

"Me too!" said Danny. "I'd really like to suck yours!"

"Well," said Brian, lying on his stomach and getting his muzzle near the tiger's crotch. "You're my guest, so I think you should be the first one to get your cock sucked!"

Danny shivered, feeling the wet, warm tongue of Brian lather his dick. The tiger put his head on a pillow, getting more relaxed by the second.

"Mmm . . . you're good at that, Brian!"

Brian swirled his tongue around the head of Danny's cock. "Thanks! Your penis sure tastes good!" The fox then noticed the brown bottle sitting on the nightstand. "Could you hand me that, Danny?"

Retrieving the bottle, Danny gave it to the fox, who quickly unscrewed the lid and put his nose against the opening, inhaling deeply. His heart pounding, he gave the bottle back to Danny, who took a large hit as well. The sex drunk tiger and fox resumed their engagement, with Brian sucking hungrily on the striped cat's member. Danny reached a paw down to stroke Danny's ears, then his back. Brian repositioned himself, knowing that Danny wanted to get his paws on his butt. No sooner had he changed positions, when he felt the warm paws of the tiger stroking his bushy tail and rump. The attention Danny was giving him, made the fox suck that much harder. Brian wanted to make his tiger friend feel great, and he was quite adept at pleasuring another male.

"Oh . . . shit!" groaned Danny.

Brian tasted the tiger's salty semen flowing into his mouth. Brian was amazed at how much Danny was pumping out, thinking that it might never end. Challenging though it was, he managed to swallow everything he was given. Letting the still hard penis slide from his maw, he got up and laid down right next to the tiger, smiling.

"Well?" asked Brian.

"Wow," said Danny, still panting. "That was the best blow job I've ever got!"

Brian kissed Danny on the cheek, then whispered into his ear. "I'm the fox whose best at sucking cocks!"

Danny laughed. "Just when I thought I couldn't like you even more, you show me that you're a poet as well!"

Brian nuzzled underneath Danny's chin, feeling closer to him than anyone in his life.

"Brian," said Danny, his eyes closed. "You . . . you wanna top me?"

Brian was shocked. He knew about anal sex, but had never tried topping or bottoming before. Darrell had told both him and Kyle that they were too young to do that. The wolf had always worried that he was simply too hung to try fucking them, for fear it might be damaging to their rears. Now, here was his new tiger friend offering him the opportunity to finally try it.

"Yeah," said Brian getting up, "but, do you got any lube?"

Danny pointed at his clothes lying on the floor. "Yeah, it's in my pockiet."

Brian rummaged around through the tiger's pants, finding a small tube of the lubricant. He stared at the tube as he got back into bed. Opening the tube, he took a large amount and smeared it all over his aching dick. Lathered up and ready, he saw Danny on his back, legs lifted into the air.

"You're certainly not having any second thoughts about this, are you?" mused the fox.

"Nope," said Danny. "You ready?"

Brian knelt down. Grabbing hold of Danny's legs, he looked into the tiger's eyes as he slowly penetrated him. Danny groaned feeling the vulpine prick being shoved into him. Grabbing hold of the brown bottle, he inhaled as deeply as possible, making him relax once more. It was all Brian could do to control himself, finding the rump of the tiger unbelievably tight. It took almost two minutes, but the fox managed to sink his dick into the tiger's ass completely.

"I'm in," said Brian.

"No kidding!" joked Danny. Brian had no small penis, and the tiger was feeling every millimeter of the fox's endowment. Slowly, Brian pulled his cock out halfway, only to shove it back in. Danny groaned hard, not in pain, but pleasure as the foxie cock hit his prostate. Brian sensed the tiger's delight, and sped up his pace. He rubbed his paws all over the tiger's body, feeling his muscular rump, his stomach and chest. The experience transcended anything he had felt before, as though he was on a new plane of existence. With Danny now loosened up, he went faster, feeling better with every thrust and every groan the tiger emitted. Brian held back as long as he could, not wanting their mating to ever end. Try as he might, the fox couldn't hold back. With a yelp, he came, shooting his seed into Danny's butt. The warm liquid gushed into him, with much of it seeping back out and onto the bed covers. Drained, Brian collapsed on top of the tiger, both of them laughing.

"Sorry," said Brian.

"For what?" said Danny as he licked at the fox's face. "That was wild!"

"Yeah," said Brian, "I love you, stripey-butt!"

"I love you too, my foxie cocksucker!"

The tiger and fox laughed. They were going to enjoy being friends.

As the younger males were having their fun, Darrell and Pete were in the master bedroom. The scene they had put on had been better than any of them had experienced. Darrell had taken some coke he kept stashed away and snorted a line off of the panther's chest. Wild and horny, the wolf had went round after round with Pete, stuffing the big black cat like there was no tomorrow. Pete returned the favor, hopped up on coke too, the panther had enjoyed being sucked off several times by the big wolf. Both beasts were lying on the king sized bed, the effects of the coke greatly diminished, they were now busy conversing.

"Darrell," said Pete, "Thanks for letting us come over. This . . . this was the best day of my life!"

"Mine too," said Darrell as he looked over at the panther. "There was something I wanted to talk to you about, though."

Pete starred to worry. "It's not about work, is it? Did I do something wrong?"

"No, not at all. I wanted to talk to you about your housing situation."

"Oh, that," said Pete, relieved to know he hadn't angered his boss.

"You said your lease is up at the end of this month, right?"

"Yeah, and I"m still looking for a place to stay."

"I think I can help you out with that." said Darrell.

Pete was intrigued. "Really? How?"

"I've just sold the penthouse. I mean, this place is nice, but it's just too small for my tastes. I was going to surprise the boys, but I'll tell you first."

"Tell me what, Darrell?"

"I've bought a mansion on a private lake. There will be plenty of room for me and the boys . . . as well as you and your boys."

Pete's practically hit the floor. "Darrell, are you asking me to . . ."

"Yes, I want you to move in with me," he said smiling.

Pete couldn't speak, he tried to find the words, but instead gave Darrell a huge kiss, then nuzzled him, purring.

"I'll take that as a yes." said Darrell, soaking up the attention.

At that moment, Brian, Danny, Kyle and Tommy came running into the room. The four young, naked male cubs jumped into bed with the adults. Happy to seem them once more.

"That's certainly a welcome sight!" said Darrell, as his two boys hugged him.

"Did you boys have fun?" asked Pete ruffling his boys fur.

"Yeah," said Danny. "Brian's got quite a mouth on him!"

"And you've got quite a nice tail on you, stripey-butt!"

"Brian," said Darrell, "am I to take it you got to top?"

"Yep!" said Brian, grinning proudly.

"Good for you, boy!" said Darrell, ruffling his boy's ears.

"What about you and Kyle, Tommy?"

The two younger cubs grinned. "We sucked each other!" squeaked the young tiger.

Darrell looked at Pete, giving him a wink and nod. "I've got some important news for you two."

"What?" asked Danny.

"Darrell has invited us to live at his new place!"

"We're getting a new place?" asked Brian.

"Yes, Brian. Next month, we'll be living in an enormous house right on the lake! You boys will have plenty of room to run around and play." said Darrell.

"Plenty of room to play with each other?" asked Danny.

"Oh," said Darrell, scratching the older tiger's head. "More than we need, Danny!"

All of them laughed, thinking about the adventures they would soon have.