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Good morning! Well, it's morning for me. This story's been itching under the skin for a while. Now the itch is scratched. There are a few others itches, but hopefully this is a decent read for now. Sorry for the formatting issue, and does anyone know how to fix that?

"...and you wouldn't believe how many bugs there are in the theaters when we first turn the lights on!" Shane finished, catching his breath. The din of the food court slowly seeped back into reality.

His cheetah brother just stared at him from across the table, golden eyes asking the obvious question, which he then asked anyway. "So why are you still working here?"

Shane sighed, his earlier enthusiasm seemly dispersed along with his tirade against his current employment. "You know how Dad is, Matt. He works so friggin much, he just thinks normal that everyone should wear themselves to the bone too." The elder cheetah pointed a spotted finger over the nachos. "When you're 16 next year, he's going to make you work a summer job too."

Matthew pouted, his whiskers drooping while he sucked down some free root beer. "I make just as much money writing stories..." but the little kitten didn't even bother to finish his thought. Thankfully, his older brother was there for him.

"I don't think Dad would approve of you writing dirty stories for strangers online," Shane chuckled. That particular fact had only made itself known to Shane a few months previous. It was still odd to look at Matthew, the kitten Shane had grown up with, still skinny as a rail beneath his oversized hoodie, still shy to talk to girls, and know that he took money from people to write out their fantasies on a website for everyone to read. Then, Shane had to admit, the few stories that he had read were pretty damn good. The little turd probably had more money than Shane would ever make from this theater.

Matthew shrugged his narrow shoulders, but knew his older brother had spoken truth. "He might understand that this job particularly just isn't worth it," he offered meekly. "Like he always said, with jobs, there are three things to think about: the money, the work, and the people. You want at least one, but hopefully two," Matthew finished, quoting the not-unfamiliar line from their father in a amusingly 'deep' voice he couldn't quite pull off.

Shane shifted in his seat when he considered those elements. A few memories over the last two months stuck out. "I suppose the people aren't bad," he muttered. Before his brother could catch him turning red, the older cat snagged his uniform vest from the food court table and tugged it on. "Well, just one more showing to cover, buddy. Justin will let you into any of the auditoriums, just tell him which one, so I know where to pick you up when I'm done."

The younger cat bobbed his head, and promptly plucking a thin laptop from his backpack. No doubt to write another smutty story, Shane thought with a mixture of jealousy and annoyance. Before walking away, he took one of the fries from the nacho plate they had been sharing. He bounced a few steps before spinning and hurling the fry at his brother. Matthew sensed the movement and he deftly caught the fry in his mouth, yellow eyes gleaming proudly.

Shane laughed as he strode toward the theater connected to the mall food court. "Good catch, Matth-mew!" His brother was left fuming over the use of his embarrassing, yet persistent, nickname.

Shane thrust a broom and a dustpan toward a lounging horse.

"Switch," he commanded, leaving no room for argument.

Justin argued anyway. "Seriously? You only cleaned One through Four," the horse whined, turning back to the string of monitors that ran through the security room. Most of the screens displayed empty theaters, but there were three left that had lit screens. Those monitors were covering the auditoriums that were still playing films. During afternoon, the person in the security room had to scan twelve auditoriums worth of shifting masses to watch for suspicious furs that may have snuck in. During the late evening though, it was the most coveted job in the house: there was nothing to do. And Shane wanted it.

"Switch," he dictated again, tail swishing in slight annoyance. "You owe me. For that time." He finished it off with a very sharp, toothy smile. Sure enough, the chestnut horse heaved an annoyed sigh, swiped the broom and dustpan from the grinning cheetah, and levelled a glare at him.

"We're square now," he uttered in a dangerous tone.

Shane's grin widened, displaying more fangs. "No, we're not."

Justin grimaced. "I know." And he stormed out of the small dark office.

Once the door eased closed with a click, Shane giggled. For an intimidatingly muscular and tall jock, the colt was surprisingly easy to get along with, if a bit stubborn.

The cheetah frisbeed his hat to the corner coat stand, where it, impressively, caught on one of the hooks and hung perfectly. Shane blinked, then shrugged and plopped down in the creaky office chair. He gave his due diligence and gave the monitors a quick scan. Number Six was just finishing up its film and people were filing out slowly through grid of seats as the lights rose again. The corner of his muzzle tugged in a small grin as he saw a large figure flipping the camera off in Five, then began to sweep up assorted popcorn and candy.

Seven was in the middle of its film, and the nightvision painted the entire scene green. That auditorium was actually fairly active, as it was playing a popular spy movie that had only come out a few weeks ago. Eight and Nine were playing their films, but there was only a scattering of furs in them. Ten through Twelve were dark, as Shane had cleaned them during the first half of his shift.

The cat kicked up his paws, leaned back, and whipped out his phone. Not a bad way to spend the last hour of work. The long list of notifications on his phone filled himself with sense of popularity, but he quickly admitted to himself he was just a little too attached to social media. Then again, during the summer, there was little else he could do to be social. Shane found himself actually looking forward to class getting back in session in few weeks. Lord knows it wasn't because his love for knowledge.

Perhaps ten minutes passed in comfort while Shane hummed and replied to texts and cleared away his facebook notifications. He was absentmindedly wondering when Facebook would go out of style, when he noticed a bit of movement from one of the displays.

He squinted at the messy pixels, then leaned forward, his heart starting to beat faster. In Auditorium Eight, there was a couple sitting in the back row, conveniently almost right underneath the camera in the theater. Either they hadn't seen the camera when they walked in, or the couple were into putting on a show, because the figure on the right clearly had their hand down the pants of the figure on the left.

Shane's phone clicked off, his amber eyes super-glued to the screen. The resolution was shit, but when you were 16 years old, imagination and hormones covered for the lack of pixels. It was difficult to tell, but Shane guessed they were some breed of canine from the ears. Odds are they were teenagers like Shane. It was no real surprise that anyone partaking in this kind of public deliciousness tended to be younger, wilder, and generally under the age one could be charged with public indecency. Not that there wasn't the occasional older couple who took the risk. With a mental shudder, Shane quickly cast off the memory of an elderly, yet quite sexually active, pair of otters once caught in Auditorium One.

The fur on the right had now scooted off of the seat, and was on their knees in front of their companion. Genders were generally pretty hard to discern on these screens, but then a quite noticeable length of flesh was produced from the pants of the left fur. Shane gulped, and felt his blood gradually migrate south of his waistline. His own cock started to plump up as the...female?....started bobbing her head in front of her friend's lap. Some decidedly 'meh' rom-com was playing, and it didn't look like there was anyone else in the Auditorium aside from the passionate two.

The cheetah considered shifting out of his black slacks and enjoying himself like he had twice before this summer. Then he caught a glimpse of his coworker still fishing for popcorn out of seats in the one of the screens, and gulped. The very favor that Shane had just curried had been because the teenager had once covered for the jock while he approached a couple in this exact same situation.

Justin had pulled off the impossible, and Shane secretly worshipped him for it, but now he found himself in a similarly unique position. Could the cheetah make lightning strike twice though? Justin was at least athletic, reasonable handsome, and (let's face it) a horse. Shane's heart was doing a tribal drum solo just thinking about attempting it himself.

His lean legs bounced as his boxers grew increasingly tight.

Screw it. He snatched the light wand from a nearby rack and the door to the security room clicked shut behind him.

"Aaa, yeah Hailey...that feels so fucking good," Zach breathed. The beautiful german shepherd threw a wink, then sank her throat down around him again. He took a quick glance around, and pulse pounding.

Hailey pulled off his dick with a pop and gave it a long, slow lick from scrotum to tip before she started stroking him. He shivered as her soft paw slid along his slickened shaft. "Anyone else in the theater?" She whispered, her breath coming in passionate gasps. After a quick shake of his head, she gave the sensitive tip of his cock a final kiss, before she stood up and turned around.

Zach was graced with the maddening view of her ass as she shimmied out of the jeans that've been hugging those cheeks all night. His dick, still slick and shiny from the previous ministrations, was pulsing against his stomach as he watched jeans slide down her shapely legs. Pink panties hugged the curves of her cleft, and a damp spot was appetizingly distinct beneath her flagging tail.

With a peek over her shoulder, Hailey pulled her panties to the side which revealed the glistening flesh in the low light. "Are you gonna be able to keep it down this time, or are you going to bark like you did in the dressing room last week?" She asked in a sultry murmur, hovering her sex so close to his, he could feel the heat radiating from her body.

If it had been any brighter in the theater, the blush might have been apparent in Zach's cheeks, even through the fur. Being a german shepherd himself, his canine instincts had surprised both of them during their last daring public foray. Zach shook his head and did a zipping-the-lips motion across his bashful grin. She gave a mischievous grin of her own , the one that he loved her for, and started to lower.

Zach gave a conscious effort to keep as quiet as possible, but even then he couldn't keep a moan from escaping as her moist, tight heat began to envelope him. Between the saliva coating his member and Hailey's own natural lubricant, she slid right over him like a perfect, sexy, sexy glove. He reached around her with both arms, and embraced her from behind as she hilted herself on his shaft. The warmth and pressure encompassing his cock made his breath catch in chest. As much as he wanted to start pounding her into the chair, and as often as the two high school seniors had sex, he had to give her a moment to adjust for his girth.

At least, that's what Zach thought. After just a scant few seconds of grinding herself into his lap, Hailey leaned forward, lifted herself, and then shifted back. The motion had caused his dick to almost slide free of her sex, but instead waited until just the tip was left inside her until she bottomed out again. As he suppressed any future moaning, Zach realized she must have been craving this all throughout dinner and the first half of this stupid movie. When Hailey was really horny, she seemed to crave having her pussy stuffed as soon as physically possible.

The way they were currently postured, it was almost like they were doing the Deed doggy-style. However apropos it was, it also gave Zach the perfect view of their coupling. Panting, he set his paws on her slender hips, watching as his dick slid in and out of Hailey's mound, almost seeming to grow slicker every time. He already started to feel the familiar tingle creeping from deep within. With how badly she apparently needed this dicking, the last thing he wanted to do was fill her full of spunk only a few minutes in. Of course, he was always happy to clean up his mess (and bring about hers) with his tongue when it'd happened in the past, but it was still something he was working to overcome.

Ever since Hailey had admitted she was crazy turned on by the idea of being caught with a dick inside her, they'd been fucking like bunnies (if you'd pardon the racial stereotype) anywhere they could get away with it. Missionary in the backseat of the car in an empty parking lot, reverse cowgirl in the bathroom of a Walmart at midnight, against a bookshelf in the corner of a library in the Historical Geneology section. Well, they'd attempted that last one. When the teenagers had been seconds away from being caught (by someone genuinely interested in historical geneology), they instead beelined for the bathroom of the library. Neither of them could make it all the way to the car in the empty parking lot.

Most recently, they'd actually pulled off fucking in a dressing room of a Macy's. It was during a busy, Saturday afternoon and women were literally walking past their door while Zach was ploughing Hailey sideways on the bench in the small room. They'd left the dressing room smelling like sex and a small, pale puddle on the carpeted floor. Zach had blushed furiously as mother walked in with her kid as they'd exited. If anything though, it had only served to turn Hailey on even more, and they'd gone on to round two once they'd gotten back to her parent's place.

Zach himself was warming more and more to the public fetish. At first it'd almost made him too nervous to get properly hard when he thought of how screwed he would be if they were caught. One Hailey had explained that since they were both just shy of 18, they had to get this in as often as they could while they could still get away with it and not be labeled as pervs if they ever got caught. Now Zach grew hard every time Hailey gave him that patented look. The look that said, 'You see that corner over there? Bet you could stuff me and no one would know...'

Zach shivered as another wave of pleasure threatened to rocket him over the edge. Hailey was still panting and going strong. He reached down to start massaging her nub, which elicited a gasp and whimper. It was a good start, but at this pace he would still finish before her. He started thinking about any random, unattractive thing he could pull to mind, but it was useless when watching his dick plunge into her wet pussy again and again and imagining how it'd look when it was dripping with the white pearls of his cum.

He shook his head and instead turned his attention to the movie. And froze.

The theater attendant was standing right in front of them. He was cast in shadow by the film playing behind him, and the stupid light stick in his hand was dark, not even turned on.

This is it, Shane thought. Am I actually gonna try to do this?

He stood right in front of the fucking couple, having snuck up on them. They were both german shepherds, who had patently good hearing. That being said, they were distracted, making enough of their own noise, and Shane was a fucking cheetah. He knew how to be quiet.

At this point, the guy had seen Shane and froze like a deer in the headlights (again, apologies for any slurs). The girl hadn't quite noticed yet though, as she was still bouncing on her boyfriend's dick. The guy had unfroze enough to where he patted her butt in an alarmed panic, eyes still wide and locked on Shane.

"Huh?...Are you gonna...finish soon?" The bitch (not a slur this time, actual terminology) asked over her shoulder, questing squashed between her heated panting.

I can do this I can do this I can do this...

Shane cleared his throat. The girl had jerked up, eyes just as wide as her boyfriends. Both of them looked to be high schoolers as well, though likely older than Shane. The cheetah gulped.

What the shit do I say? Shane panicked. His jaw clenched as he and the guy switched between meeting each other's eyes and looking away, his dick still very much insider his girlfriend. She, who'd paused while sitting on his cock, stared in silence too.

For a few seconds, the only sound was coming from the film playing behind them.

Then (thank the friggin lord) the girl started gushing.

"Ohmygod, I'm so sorry-we're so sorry, there wasn't anyone else here, and it wasn't like we'd meant to show any-we're so sorry, my dad's a cop, he can't know, if he finds out about this I'm gonna be so screwed, he's gonna kill Zach, they'll take away the Lincoln-" she trailed off into a bit of a whimper as Shane and (apparently) Zach looked at her with curious expressions. She was still sitting on his dick too.

Shane mustered the deepest, most authoritative voice he could manage. "Guys, this is a federal crime ya know? We have to report this kinda thing and call the cops when it happens." The guy's facial expression blanched, and the girl, instead of crying like Shane thought she might, just grew more panicked.

"No, no, no, please, you don't understand, we're going to be graduating and going to college next year and if my dad finds out about this he's not going to be paying for tuition. Please, you don't have to tell anyone, just let us go and we'll be out of here, we'll do whatever you want."

Whatever you want. Ahh the words that have sparked so many terrible pornos, and it was music to the teenage cheetah's ears. This could actually happen. Just a little further...

Shane shook his head, trying to hide his growing erection as his pulse quickened all the higher. "There's security cameras," he gestured to the camera semi-hidden in the corner of the theater. The two dogs looked, which caused the girl to straighten up on the guy's lap. Zach didn't quite stifle a moan, and Shane's eyes zeroed in on the sight of the male's balls resting on the edge of his jeans, with his shaft disappearing into the girl's pussy. "They record the whole time, and it's pointed almost right at you guys." The two german shepherds seemed to deflate in defeat.

"The recordings can be erased though."

Both of them perked up, big ears going from pressed against their skull to upright in a fraction of a second. Now the final line...

"You said, 'whatever you want,' right?" He asked, one paw going suggestively to his belt. He knew his hardon was pretty prominent at this point. It was dark, but there was no way they didn't catch his meaning. He knew for sure that they did when Zach just stared at him, muzzle slightly ajar. The girl, however, swallowed nervously, and looked back at her boyfriend. Shane's heart was about to leap out of his throat.

The guy noticed the girl's questioning glance. "Hailey..." he gulped. "....Are you sure?"

When she turned back to the cheetah, there was still a bit of panic and worry in her features, but now something else was edging its way in.

Something hungry.

"You'll erase the videos?" She asked, her voice much more steady and a small smile tugging at the corner of her maw. Shane swallowed and nodded, Holy shit....

With one last look at her bewildered boyfriend, Hailey tugged the teenager closer by his belt, then started to undo it. Shane let a shaky breath out as one of her paws started to massage the bulge pressing against the front of his slacks while the other managed to unclasp the buckle. Zach was still sitting there baffled, but as his girlfriend pulled Shane's pink shaft free of his clothes, she started grinding back into his lap. The cheetah couldn't tell if the other male had gone soft at any point during their scare, but didn't care once Hailey swept her wide, wet tongue up his cock.

Shane shuddered as his dick pulsed a small bead of pre out of the tip on just that first sweep. The female high schooler must have seen it shimmer in the screen light, for she swept it up with on finger that caused the cheetah to jerk slightly at the sensitive touch. With a sly wink, she licked the pre off her finger, then promptly bent forward and started suckling on Shane's balls.

Zach seemed surprisingly okay with his girlfriend giving oral to another, younger guy. That wasn't to say he looked particularly happy about the situation, but he was sure to be just as relieved about being let off the hook. Hailey's return to riding him didn't seem to deter him either. His paws had replaced themselves on her hips, and he seemed to be focusing on watching his dick disappear inside of her rather than what she was doing with the other end.

After sucking on his sack for a while longer, Hailey angled the cheetah's dick downward and slipped the entire length into her mouth. No longer holding any false fronts, Shane moaned aloud, one paw coming to rest on the german shepherd's head between her ears. Her tongue seemed to cradle the underside of his shaft as she started to suck him off in earnest. She was doing some bobbing of her own, but the whole situation was giving Shane a sort of testosterone high. Putting just a little force behind his grasp on her, he started to thrust in and out in time with Hailey's own efforts. She'd been looking up at him with what he swore were lusty eyes before, but now she closed them and hummed in appreciation.

For a few minutes, Shane just enjoyed the sensations of the dog's muzzle on his cock while she continued to ride her boyfriend's. The teenager closed his eyes, almost crying out as Hailey did something with her tongue. Something that slid pleasurably along his sensitive tip as she pushed down on him. When he opened his eyes back up, he was surprised to see Zach watching the two of them with a lewd stare , tongue lolling out. He'd been using his paws to spread Hailey's cheeks wide, giving him the best view of their joining, but now Shane watched as the male german shepherd started to thrust up even in his seated position. The boyfriend's eyes latched onto Hailey pleasuring the theater attendant, he shallow pants ascended as he gave several hard, pointed rams up into her sex.

Shane almost lost his own right there. The other guy was actually cumming at seeing his girl's muzzle wrapped around someone else's cock. He hadn't seen any condom earlier, and Shane imagined the hot seed being jetted into the other end of the girl he was face fucking. She must have known he was finishing inside of her, for she moaned around Shane's cock and started rocking on Zach's lap, trying to milk for everything he was worth.

Hailey continued to grind into her boyfriend even once he was done cumming. As she kept grinding into him even more, the male shepherd gasped from treatment to his own over-sensitive member. The briefest flash of annoyance crossed Hailey's face as she pulled off the cheetah's cock to look behind her, but Shane didn't miss it.

"I can...help with that...you know," he said, showing his toothiest grin. Her head whipped back around, and she replied with her own fanged smile. With that, she stood up off of her boyfriend's lap, albeit with wobbly legs. Seeing Zach's dick white with the cum he'd just pumped into Hailey's snatch actually sent Shane's heart racing just a bit faster. The other male's rod was thick, and while surprisingly not as long as Shane's, there was still something about the way it slapped against Zach's fur that made the cheetah lick his lips.

This being the first time he'd ever experienced this sort of reaction at seeing another male,

Shane was almost too distracted to see Hailey do a quick 180. She stood bent over her boyfriend's fluid-covered dick, her used pussy aimed straight at the young cheetah. He watched as a small bud of seed pushed out from within her folds. As Hailey started to lick away the aftermath of their fucking from Zach, Shane took a shaky paw and settled his own tip right into the bead of the other dog's cum. He leaned his hips forward, and her pussy formed an O around him as he entered her.

Shivering from the naughtiness of feeling someone else's jizz around his dick, he started rocking in and out of Hailey's heat. Shane was sure it wasn't quite as tight as it would have been if he had gotten to it first, but the moist and so, so hot velvety depths seemed to pull him in. Hailey started to rock back almost violently against him though, their hips meeting in loud smacks. Then the teenager remembered that Zach had apparently left her unsatisfied. So, with only the speed a cheetah could muster, he started to pound into her as hard and fast as he could. He was rewarded with the sound of a gasp as he hunched over her, fucking her into the movie theater chairs. Zach watched with open desire, Hailey's face being pushed into him as the teen behind her went wild.

After just a minute of the merciless fucking, Hailey's slender form convulsed and shuddered, a low but loud gasp echoing out. Her legs shook, her sex clamped hard around Shane's dick and gushed her juices along his shaft as he continued to pump in and out of her. As it mixed with the pre he had been leaking inside her, as well as the seed that'd already been in there, Shane couldn't hold out any more. The tingling rose from his balls, crept up his body and seemed to explode like stars in front of his eyes.

Using the last of his stamina, his rapid thrusts slowed and peaked as he came inside of the dog, his own cum mixing with Zach's and pushing both deeper into the bitch. Hailey, coming down from her own orgasm, murred as she felt the heat blossoming in deep within her. Even Zach couldn't tear his gaze away from the teenager as he gave a few last, trembling pushes.

All three of them were left gasping, Zach leaning back into his seat, Hailey resting her upper body in Zach's lap, and Shane leaning over Hailey, his length still buried in her. Realizing the movie was rolling it's credits, Shane realized this was also the last movie that was set to end tonight. Standing up straight, the cheetah watched with relish as he pulled his cock from the abused pussy in front of him. He made sure to burn the image into his mind as the cum ran out and down her leg. Whose cum that was, couldn't be said for sure.

If the three of them weren't utterly exhausted from their mating, it probably would have been a really awkward moment. As it was, Hailey looked like she was ready to fall asleep against her boyfriend, but they grumblingly agreed they all had to clear out. The trio walked down the aisle in a surprisingly relaxed atmosphere of the quiet theater as the film came to a close. Once they were out in the hallway, Zach and Hailey even gave a farewell wave as they parted and started walking to the front door. Shane turned the corner and went into the security room.

Practically asleep himself, he found the drive the footage for Auditorium Eight. He pulled out the DVD, stuck it tiredly in his own laptop, copied the footage, then erased it from the disc. Just to be safe, he dragged his keys along the DVD and stuck it back in the drive to make sure the playback was ruined anyway. Satisfied when the footage played for 3 seconds before the image froze and broke, he made sure to add to his report the security camera burner seemed to be on the fritz again.

Justin walked in the door, and threw the broom and dustpan in the corner. "Done with that shit. People in Seven were fucking messy. Did Eight finish already?"

Shane giggled, his whiskers perking. "Yep. There was only a couple of shepherds in there, so nothing to clean up. Let's go home," he said, grabbing his bag off the ground and they started walking out the doors.

Justin yawned. "Well, your brother was in Eight too. Dunno why he wanted to watch that dumb chick-flick, but whatevs."

Shane froze. He saw Matt sitting at his usual table, laptop open and the kid was typing furiously. His younger brother noticed the two of them approaching, saw Shane, and glanced away. Dear lord, the kid's blushing was visible from here.

Shit.