Nothing is Free
Cal decided to test the waters of flying solo. He got more than he bargained for.
“Ugh, what a day," Cal uttered as he unlocked his door. “Thank fuck it's Friday."
The macaque walked in to be greeted by the little kitten he had just adopted. It ran up to him, mewing and rubbing against him as though he were gone for months. Cal stooped and picked him up, nuzzling and scratching the little fuzzy ball before putting him down, and kicking off his shoes.
He wandered into his empty apartment, stopped in the middle of the room, and sighed. Friday nights were exceptionally boring, especially on your own. Cal looked around, and decided the kitchen was a good place to start. His grumbling stomach agreed with him.
He fixed himself a sandwich and plunked himself at his computer, booting it up to see who was around in chat tonight. The room was surprisingly dead as he munched on his sandwich. Very few people on, and most weren't even responding.
“Well, fuck," he muttered. “It's gonna be one of THOSE Fridays." He sighed and began browsing local dating apps, seeing if anyone was available tonight. No luck there either.
“Last resort, coming up," he said to himself, popping the last of his food in his mouth. He surfed to a site known for random raves and parties around the city. The site has been quiet for the last few months so he wasn't getting his hopes up.
“Guess it's another night of Netflix and fapping and…" he paused as a thread popped up, showing a massive club party being held down the street. “What do we have here…?"
Cal browsed the details of the party. It started about 2hrs ago, men only, anything goes. But it was at a club that Cal really wasn't a fan of. He weighed his options.
'Hmmm,' he thought. 'Do I stay here, watch Netflix, fap to the Hulk, and go to bed? OR do I go out for once, and see what happens?' He looked at the kitten sitting on the floor beside his chair. “What do you think, fuzzbutt?" The kitten let out a loud mew, as if responding. “Works for me." He knelt down, kissed the fuzz on its wee head, and wandered into his bedroom to get changed.
It had been a while (read: a few years) since Cal had been to a club, especially THAT club. He rummaged through his closet and dresser before deciding on a clean white muscle shirt and a pair of black jeans. He then ducked into the bathroom to grab some gel for his hair, teasing it into the desired look. He stepped back and looked at himself in the mirror.
“Yup, definitely look gay," he chuckled to himself.
He threw on his boots and leather jacket, grabbed his phone, wallet, and keys, and disappeared out the door again, assuring his fuzzy yelling roommate that he'll back soon. Locking the door, he caught the elevator downstairs.
Stepping outside into the cool night air, Cal made his way down the street to the aforementioned party locale. He walked the few blocks before getting the club's entrance. The bouncer, a big burly black lion, demanded Cal's ID, which he meekly handed over. The leonine regarded the license a few times, comparing it with Cal's face, before handing it back and nodding him through. Cal zipped by the bouncer, and wandered into the busy club.
There were beautiful men EVERYWHERE: at the bar, WORKING the bar, on the dance floor….hell, even the DJ was a looker. Cal felt his cock stir in his pants, and made a discreet adjustment before wandering to the bar to grab some liquid courage.
“Mojito, please," Cal shouted over the music. The bartender, a large beefy bull, regarded the smaller primate with interest as he mixed the drink, and placed it in front of him. Cal grabbed his wallet to pay for the drink, but the bull stopped him.
“On the house, handsome," he winked. “Enjoy." Cal blushed furiously as he pushed his wallet back into his jeans. He grabbed his drink, took a sip, and wandered into the crowd.
Sipping his drink, he wandered aimlessly, occasionally rubbing up against someone that was walking or dancing too close. It was a sea of bodies, and he almost felt like he couldn't swim. He grabbed a nearby chair and had a seat, enjoying his mojito and people-watching. Besides, it's easier to hide a raging hard-on when you're sitting.
A big stallion and a cute little twink fox stumbled by, the fox losing his balance and landing in Cal's lap. He feigned having trouble getting up, deliberately wiggling his ass against the front of the primate's jeans. This did nothing for Cal's hard-on, and an embarrassed look spread across his face before the stallion pulled the fox off of him.
“So sorry about that, mate," the equine apologized, a thick British accent present. “This one would be a little slut if I let him! You good?" Cal forced a smile and nodded, giving the horse a thumbs-up before the big draft stallion dragged his little fox toy away.
Cal swigged back the rest of his drink and adjusted the stiff cock in his pants once more before getting up and wandering back to the bar to grab another drink. The bull smiled at him as he walked up.
“Let me guess," he said over the music. “Mojito?" Cal just nodded, and pre-emptively pulled out his wallet to pay for THIS drink. He held out a 20 to the bartender when he came back, but the bartender refused.
“No no," Cal insisted. “I am paying for this drink. It doesn't feel right getting free drinks!" The bartender smirked at Cal's honesty and integrity, then leaned over to whisper something to the other bartender, a studly-looking elephant. The pachyderm turned back to glance at Cal, grinned, then nodded at the bull. “What….what's going on…?" The bull ditched his cash apron, and motioned for Cal to follow him.
“You want to pay for your drinks, right, monkey?" the bull teased. “You can do that through here." Cal hesitated but followed the bull through the kitchen doors, and further still into what looked like dark stock room, shelves, crates, and barrels everywhere. “Just over here." The bull motioned to a secluded area in the corner, set up with a couple of chairs, a blanket, and a little cot.
“I don't understand, what…" before Cal could finish his sentence, the bull had come up behind him and placed a hand over his mouth. His other hand was busy undoing Cal's belt before reaching down the front of his pants, grabbing the macaque's stiff cock.
“I noticed you the moment you walked in, cutie," the bull whispered against his ear. “And don't think I didn't notice this straining the front of your pants as you left the bar." Cal's eyes went wide momentarily, but moaned as the big bull stroked. “Yeah, you like that, huh?" The bull walked Cal forward before sitting him in a chair, and tying his hands behind him.
“Um, what, uh," Cal was at a loss for words. He was nervous but insanely turned on by everything that was happening. “Why are you tying my hands…?" The bull smirked at him as his pulled off his own pants, his massive cock springing free. Cal gulped, but his cock twitched in response to the sight. Betrayed by his own body.
“Can't risk you running off now before you pay your tab," he huffed, kneeling in front of Cal. “Bad for business and all that." The husky bull leaned and sniffed at Cal's musk and shuddered out a moan before taking the primate's cock deep in his throat.
Cal moaned loudly at the sensation, as it had been MONTHS since he got any kind of decent head. The bull slowly bobbed his head, working his mouth up and down Cal's stiff shaft. This bull was hungry, and if he didn't slow down, he'd be getting a mouthful in short order.
“Hnnngghhh," Cal groaned. “S-slow down, I'm…I'm gonna…" The bull ignored Cal's plea and continued sucking, triggering a hard climax and making Cal shoot load after load down the eager bull's throat. And the bull swallowed every last drop, leaving Cal shuddering and panting in his seat.
“You taste good, kid," the bull licked his lips, standing in front of the shuddering, spent macaque. “But your bill ain't paid yet. There's that other drink I made you that you need to pay for." He moved closer to Cal's face, his thick swollen cock bobbing as he moved, a glimmer of pre-cum beading on the thick tip. “Open wide."
Cal righted himself, only to be face-to-face with one of the biggest dicks he's ever seen. His mouth watered, and his softening cock stirred a bit as the bull pressed his cock against Cal's lips. Cal flicked his tongue out to taste the pre on the bull's enormous cock and couldn't help but moan at the taste. The bull grinned and pushed his cock harder against Cal's mouth until the primate relented and opened up.
The bull groaned at the willing sight, and slipped his spongy cockhead past Cal's lips, pushing until he reached the back of the primate's throat. Cal closed his mouth around the huge dick as best he could, curling his lips inward to cover his teeth. Biting this bull, even accidentally, would likely not bode well for him.
Feeling this, the bull grabbed Cal's by the back of his head, and starting pumping his heavy cock in and out of Cal's mouth. He became quite vigorous, and began mouth-fucking the primate, making him gag and choke as he forced his thick cock down his throat.
“Oh you have such a good mouth," the bull groaned. “I don't know how long I'll last. Oh god, I'm gonna cum…" The bull grunted and groaned as his bag balls tightened, shooting load after thick load of hot jizz down Cal's throat. Cal gagged as he swallowed each shot, the bulls cum impossibly thick. “Yeah that's right. Every drop. Don't waste it." Cal moaned around his cock as he swallowed the bull's last creamy load. The bull slowly pulled his cock out of Cal's mouth and sat himself in the extra chair nearby.
“Am I," Cal started, but hiccuped a little. “Am I paid in full now?" He panted as he eyed the bull, and the bull leaned his head back and chuckled.
“Boy," he exclaimed. “You earned yourself an ACTUAL free drink." The bull stood shakily and pulled his pants back on before moving to untie Cal from the chair. “That was some killer head, and you took my cum like a champ, chimp." Cal groaned and they both laughed as Cal stood up and buckled his pants.
“That sounds great to me," said Cal as they wandered back out to the bar. He shot the bull a wink. “Think I could start a new tab?"