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Hey everyone!

_First off, sorry for my erratic schedule in posting. I'm having such busy weeks lately, and it will get even busier thanks to the approaching judge exam I want to try out... Still I will try to post as much as possible. _

I came up with the idea for this story when I posted a journal here as a story some time ago, which a consequent journal posted correctly and under the right category. Mine was just an innocent mistake, but it made me think... and I came up with this idea :3

Hope you will like this story of mine! Feel free to leave a comment, a vote or a fave if you do :3 All thanks and praises goes to dear editor in fishtank Gritou!

Edit: Apperently I need to apologize for this story too, SF glitched and posted it four times ^^' Deleted the redundant ones, also edited this one so the text didn't repeat itself :)

It was a common office day for Chad, reading the reports from other subsidiaries of the company, factoring the data and writing his own reports, with added comment or suggestions. It wasn't the most eventful job in the world but it made the young wolf happy and guaranteed a good pay and room for promotion.

His little cubicle was usually filled with the sound of fast typing, enveloping the suited up fur and his small collection of knickknacks, of the right amount approved by the company. That pictured the company as heartless, maybe, but it did care for its employee, unlike his previous job; disrobing of your jacket had been a serious offense, unlike here where they were more at ease with the clothing.

The gray canine was in the middle of a passionate dissertation of prospected profits in the South Asian market when his phone ringed, breaking his focus. He rarely received phone calls, what with the company message up being much quicker, and this interruption of his work was annoying to say the least.

"Hello, Mc Faol's talking." He answered rather curtly, wanting to be done as soon as possible so he could get back to his work without losing his train of thought.

"Mr. Mc Faol, this is Mr. Robinson's office." A sweetly feminine voice answered on the other side of the phone, his neck hairs bristling. The doe was a genuinely nice person, but he had caught her ogling him way too many times for his own comfort.

"How may I help you?" Chad asked in his most prudent tone. He had to be careful not to be too friendly, else ending up in a date with a woman; his last one was way back in high school, and he wasn't eager to start again now.

"Mr. Robinson requires your presence. He says he needs to talk with you about the report you sent yesterday." The secretary answered, with a slight interrogative rise of the tone at the end of it. Probably she was curious to know the reason behind the sudden summoning of the relatively newbie analyst.

"Alright, you can tell him I'm coming right away." The wolf said, his ears flicking in curiosity as he hanged down. He had no clue on why his superior wanted to see him, though the most likely reasons must be that he either screwed up or did splendidly in that report.

As the optimist he was, Chad opted for the last option, bouncing on his feet as he quickly saved the document he was writing and locked his computer. He could hardly stop his gray tail to wag, such a hard effort that he forgot to put on his jacket; the canine glided through the cubicles, striding to the far end of the room to the higher-ups section of the floor.

The secretary didn't have an office of her own, her desk standing as a guard in front of her master's doorway, barring the entrance from any unwelcome intruder. The wolf was not one of them, though, and she knew it as she smiled brightly to the younger fur.

"Check out your tie before entering." The doe said, her paw gesturing to her neck for further send the message. His own paw mimicked her movement, straightening the knot once again, with a good effect on his overall appearance.

"Better now?" He smiled warmly to reward the fawning lady and getting a nod and an equally warm smile in response. "Should I wait here or..?"

"He's waiting for you, just knock and get in!" The secretary answered cheerfully, which was a good sign. Her kind was very keen on the moods of their bosses, and if his superior had been in a bad mood she would obviously have picked up and warned the canine; unless, of course, she was a total bitch, which was hard to believe.

"Thanks! What do you think about grabbing a coffee together, once I am out?" Chad suggested, moving to the door and feeling generous; it cost nothing to be nice to the doe, would make her happy and he would have someone to celebrate with immediately.

"We'll see honey!" The secretary practically beamed at the prospective as the young fur rasped his knuckles on the wooden door. He waited just a few seconds, knowing that the walls wouldn't let any response be heard, and entered the spacious office.

"You wanted to see me Mr. Robinson? About my report?" The young wolf asked, ears perked while he regarded the big fur seated at the mahogany desk. He was a middle aged lion, his mane cut stylish short but still giving him a raggedly handsome look, unlike many other managers.

"Ah, Mr. Mc Faol. Yes. Please close the door." The older male rumbled, one big paw gesturing toward one of the chairs in front of him. The lupine did as told, the sounds from outside toning down as they were cut off by thick woof, casually padding to the offered seat. The lion didn't seem to be in a hurry to talk, his digits swiftly flying over his keyboard, so Chad's attention wavered a bit as he waited patiently.

And by wavering, he really just ogled the leonine. He usually wasn't into older men, but his superior was a fine exception, pulling off wearing a suit in such a hot way that it wouldn't have matter if he had a pouch, he would look buff regardless. Plus, there was the whole forbidden angle, as fantasying on the lion seemed extra naughty since he was his boss.

The guy kept writing for a bit, his bespectacled eyes focused on the screen before him. While it didn't really matter if time was wasted, Chad was a naturally curious fur and the need to know what was going on mounted in him until he couldn't keep it inside anymore.

"Sir?" The wolf gently coughed, attracting his superior's attention, his round ears flicking as if he had forgotten he had a visitor.

"Oh? Oh, sorry Mr. Mc Faol! I needed to finish this..." He murmured, typing a few keys before stopping. "... aaaand done. Yes, your report."

"I hope I gave a good analysis on the future prospective in the Electronic field in the next four years." The young canine said enthusiastically, subtly reminding the older fur what they were talking about since the lion could be a tad forgetful at times.

"Yes, I am well aware of the contents of your report." Mr. Robinson said, adjusting his glasses with one finger. "And I was really impressed by the depth of your analysis. And by the additional content too."

"Thank you sir, the data were all clear on- wait additional content?" The gray furred man asked, catching the stress behind the last words. Since it had been only a written text, there shouldn't have been any other content... Or so he thought...

"Yes. That link to a Plungebox folder was... very appreciated by me." The older fur added, one brow quirked, looking mildly amused by that small fact. Chad was taking aback, since he hadn't added any such link, and he couldn't fathom what it was...

... Except he did, as realization hit him like a truck. He had been emailing with his friend Tod, boasting about his week-end and how he had fun with a well endowed guy he met on the dance floor. His best friend had demanded photographic proofs of that, and it had happened that some photos had been taken... Pictures of a horse cock screwing the pretty recognizable wolf over and over again... and...

"Oh my GOD." The wolf exclaimed, his ears playing possum on his head as embarrassment took over his mind, his whole body crumbly down. He had linked the folder to Tod... and probably pasted the link in the report too. "I-I am so sorry sir, sorry, sorry, sorry!"

"It's okay Mr. Mac Faol, it was an honest mistake and no one got hurt by it." The leonine boss told him with a gentle smile, but for the gray furred male that smile might have been in anticipation for the firing he was surely going to get.

"I'm deeply sorry Mr. Robinson, it is not written to..." He tried to apologize, but words didn't seem to come to him. Apologize for using his personal folder? To talk to friends at work? To be a bitch in heat when cocks were concerned?

Chad was still frantically trying to come up with the right apology, his brain racing so fast that he didn't even listen to the soothing words of his superior. "Besides, I was the only one who saw that link and those photos. And I thoroughly enjoyed them."

Pushing his panic deep down, the wolf finally understood that this was merely a warning or a light scolding, and nothing else. Not being fired, at the very least. He needed reassurance though. "... SO I won't be shown the door?" He asked, hesitantly, his ears perking a bit.

"Oh heavens no! I am not that strict, and we are the only two who knows about this accident." The bigger male reassured him, his smile tinged of amusement as he said that. Chad practically melted on his chair, relieved that he was not in trouble; that let his mind process all that had been said so far, and to come to an amazing conclusion.

"Sir..." The lupine started, not sure how to put it properly. It shouldn't be right... The lion didn't give the right vibes... But then again, he sucked at that... "Did you imply that... You liked those... Intimate photos?"

"Absolutely, Mr. Mac Faol. I rarely saw someone taking a horse cock so well." Mr. Robinson lips curled up with a clear Cheshire quality, and with the kind of weight that only came through lots of experience.

"So you are.... I mean sir, you are..." The gray wolf couldn't manage to finish his sentence, so much was his surprise. He couldn't ever imagine that any of his superiors could be gay... Or better, he never thought about it. And now that such a revelation was out he couldn't see how he could react.

"Yes, Mr. Mac Faol, I am gay. As you are, or at very least you are bi." The lion admitted with serenity, one brow quirked up now. "Were you really ignorant of that? You have been in the company for... three months, right?"

"Y-yes three months and no I didn't know that... is it well know? I mean, is it a secret? I mean..." The young analyst asked, guessing the undertones. He had been socializing with his co-workers, sure, but he never had heard about the big and probably buff lion batting for his team... He would have surely remembered.

"I don't really publicize it, but I don't deny it. I came out publicly ten years ago, so everyone must know." His boss replied, suddenly realizing something, his ears flattening for the briefest of moments. "So that is why you looked so unnerved... And here I thought it was either a joke or a pleasant present..."

"I assure you sir that it was completely by mistake that the link was in the report." Chad was quick to dispel such implication. He wouldn't ever be so unprofessional, after all... Even though the fact his superior had liked the pics was... flattering in a way.

"Good. I won't fall for that. So better not repeat it next time, okay?" Mr. Robinson dismissed him with a smile, showing that the conversation was done now. The wolf did stand up and turned to walk away, but something was bothering him now...

"How come didn't we meet before?" The lupine asked, feeling bold. It was unlikely that he had met the leonine fur before in any of the gay gathering places; he would have surely remembered such a handsome face.

"What do you mean?" The lion retorted back, his eyes darting back to the wolf behind his glasses as he pried them from the computer screen.

"I mean... I do frequent clubs and pubs a lot and... I don't think I ever saw you there..." Chad tried to be clear, shuffling on his paws. The knowledge of their shared sexuality made him very curious, as if the fact the bigger male liked men made him desirable all of sudden.

"Uhm... It has been quite some time since I went to one of those places..." The leonine man rumbled, taking off his glasses and rubbing his chin with one paw. "We have, what, fifteen years of difference?"

"I think so..." The lupine agreed, feeling his underwear growing tighter a bit. He was fully aware how he liked well seasoned guys, the horse he had met was one of them after all... And his Boss was just of the right age...

"So, yeah, I am past time to wear my leather cap and shake my booty." The other fur chuckled, as if the idea was ridiculous. It sure was not, as the image of a leather wearing Mr. Robinson was sure an arousing one.

"Too bad, I would have liked to see that..." Chad said before he could refrain himself, some blush appearing under his fur. It was not okay to tell his boss he would like to see him naked, wasn't it?

"Oh? I am not that much, haven't worked out in a while." Mr. Robinson replied with a tone that was half joking and half... flirting? That couldn't be right though.

"I can't tell, sir, you look fine to me." The wolf said, fighting the feeling that he should stop. But the other wasn't giving him any sign that he wasn't liking this exchange... And all the blood that was rushing downwards made thinking logically hard.

"Plus, I don't pack anything like that horse." The leonine businessman said, a bit of a dreamy accent in his words. Those pics must have impressed him too, which wasn't surprising.

"You have other things to make it up, sir. Like barbs." The young analyst retorted, feeling quite confident and quite horny by this point. And the seated male sure knew that, as his golden eyes were fixed on the noticeable bulge in the formal pants.

"Uhm... It's no good... If we stay like that, we will never manage to work today..." His boss said, after a brief silent and much consideration. "Are you in a relationship with that horse?"

"No sir! I am currently single." The wolf answered truthfully; not that he was lacking pursuers, but he felt that he should stay like that and have fun. Plus, he had that 40 years agreement with Tod that made him feel so safe.

"Then. If you agree, I suggest we should relieve ourselves of this sexual tension." The lion said matter-of-factly, his paw going to grab the phone. "This, however, won't imply anything on a romantic level, and won't ever impact on our professional lives here in the company."

"Of course sir, I wouldn't ever think otherwise sir." Chad said, his brain totally overcome with lust, his tail wagging widely now. This was an opportunity that he had to catch, to fuck his Boss in his office; it sounded so unreal, like a bad porno, but for that reason it was so exciting.

"Good. Give me a moment." Mr. Robinson nodded as he raised the phone to one round ear. "Miss Feya? I need to go over this period with Mr. Mac Faol; no one has to disturb me. Good, thank you Miss Feya."

The lupine stood there for the brief telephonic exchange, waiting patiently the instructions from the older male. He was feeling in the mood for more buttsex, the encounter during the week-end sure had awakened that side... But without lube and condoms that was unlikable... Blowjobs were welcomed too, though.

"So, Mr. Mac Faol. What do you have in mind? I am open to all suggestions." The golden feline said once he hanged up, the freed paw going to search inside a drawer. "I can't promise anything slow, though."

"Sir? I would like to be fucked... But without the right items that is..." His voice died as the lion tossed a box of condoms and a bottle of lube on the table, causing some confused ears flick from the wolf.

"I would have rather be on the bottom, been a while since I got a nice knot in me." Mr. Robinson said as he stood up, a nice tent showing in his pants, his tail idling moving behind him. "Though, we don't have time for tying and I don't have any canine condoms left, so this is for the better."

"Sir, how come you have those things at paw?" Chad asked, curious about that as he watched the bigger male take off his jacket and putting his tie on the shoulder. He promptly did the same, passing to unbuckled his belt as he heard the explanation.

"You should try Humptr here in the buildings. Lots of eager participants in the company." His boss said, stopping a few inches away from the pants losing lupine, staring as his thick cock sprung free. "You've got a very nice cock, Mac Faol."

"Thank you sir." The other replied, some redness of modesty coloring his cheeks. The blush only intensified when the older man grabbed said organ and gave it some strokes, spurting some pre on the callous strong paw.

"This guarantees a second meeting. I have to try your cock, Mac Faol." Mr. Robinson chuckled in an impressed way before realizing Chad's pridehood. "Now, if you please, bend over my desk."

"Uhm, sir? Before that could I see your..." He requested politely, still a bit shy over that. Sure, he hadn't decided if he wanted to have another "meeting" of that nature, not when the first hadn't finished yet. And part of that would be based on how that lion cock was.

"Your shyness is quite alluring Mac Faol. I guess you have the right to inspect the merchandising before trying it." The feline admitted, quite swiftly lowering his pants and underwear after the obligatory undoing of the belts, clothes pooling at his feet and unobstructed the vision of his golden jewels.

While it was hard to top his equine one night stand, Mr. Robinson sure wasn't lacking in the dick department, as in many others. It wasn't as thick as his own wolfhood, which was the norm among felines, but he was surely longer while keeping proportions. And he had those delicious barbs, one of the best suits of a cat, even when they got covered by a layer of rubber...

Chad refrained from dropping on his knees and having an oral sample of that juicy member, since the other had made it clear there was no time; he, instead, turned and lazily lay his torso on the desk, head resting on his folded arms, making sure that his own cock was pointed downwards and with his tail raised high, the perfect sexy show.

"I take that you liked what you saw." The bigger male's voice rumbled from behind, getting closer as he moved, his big paws landing on the furred rump of the bent wolf and squeezing lightly on the muscles.

"Yes sir!" The lupine exclaimed, his tail wagging high and mighty so to not deny the vision to his exposed pucker. He couldn't deny his excitement, more so since it was visually showing in his engorged cock, and he was must impatient to find his Boss's fucking skills.

"You have a good combination of shyness and sluttiness. And a most remarkable ass too..." The lion whispered, moving behind him, his paws stretching his cheeks open to give access to his tailhole. That was the only signal of what was coming, as a raspy feline tongue gave a long lick to the musky hole, sending shivers down the wolf's spine.

"I-I thought we had little time!" Chad moaned as that tongue moved lightly on his sensible muscles, circling it and mating the hair around it with saliva...

The lion kept munching on the hole for a few seconds, eliciting more moans from the young analyst, before he briefly stopped, his answer muffled a bit by his position. "I like to lick the asses I am going to fuck. It only takes a few moments and makes everything more pleasurable for all involved."

The lupine couldn't deny such an iron logic, more so since he was too busy vocalizing his pleasure as his pucker was thoroughly licked and made slick. The rasp tongue of the lion made it for a very good experience, the friction adding a certain something as his hole got relaxed and stimulated in such a wet way. Though it didn't get inside his ass, that would have taken much longer time, a resource they didn't have.

As promised, the ass-licking lasted for just a moment longer, enough to turn the smaller male in a whimpering mess, even more ready to accept what the other would give. Mr. Robinson finished with a loud smack of his thing lips, one that made the reclining wolf glad that sounds weren't carried out of that office; which was for the better as the leonine fur give a painless but quite audible slap to his cheek as he rouse on his feet.

"Could you please pass me the lube, Mac Faol?" The lion asked, waking up the gray lupine from his ass-licking induced coma. Turning his head slightly, he found the bottle just at paw distance and swiftly grabbed it, passing it to the golden paw that had entered his field of vision.

The sound of the lid being popped made his tall ears flicker, as the wet noises of the stick liquid being squeezed on some thick digits. He didn't ear the bottle being put down, but he surely felt the tip of a finger being pressed against his pucker, slowly massaging it with a weak push. Willing his ass to relax, Chad got himself more comfortable, arching his back a bit and pushing back on the finger.

The lion caught the message and pushed harder, his slick digit worming itself inside the warm tunnel with just a little resistance. There was no pain at all, since his ass had taken something much bigger recently and still hadn't adjusted to the usual tightness; so much that it was just a pleasure to get penetrated, his stiff erection bouncing happily and slamming a bit against the desk.

"S-sir y-you can use two fingers... and then just go in..." The wolf managed to moan, moving on arm to grab his cock and starting to slowly jerking it. Even with all of the excitement and stimulation, he knew that he needed to cum as quick as possible, and he sure knew that he wouldn't cum hands-free.

"Right, you got fucked by horse, didn't you Mac Faol? And loved it... I saw how hard you were in those photos." His superior talked dirtily as he got his finger out and rammed it back inside along with a companion, scissoring them almost immediately to quickly stretch the love tunnel.

"Y-yes... Ngh... I loved it!" The wolf panted as he got a rough fingering, the digits jamming against his prostate again and again, liking how they were talking now. He didn't care how his shirt was getting mated with sweat, nor that he was being a total bitch in hear: he just needed to get bred, fucked, owned by the other man, as his paw quickly moved on his hard cock.

"You love this too, eh? To be bent over my desk, to get another dick in you?" The lion asked him more directly now, moving his fingers inside the wolf with a good expertise.

"Y-yes! Please give it to me sir..." The lupine begged, having got tired only of fingers at this point. He didn't care that he might need more stretching, any pain would be quickly subdued by pleasure, he knew that. Quite honestly, he would need only a couple of thrust to cum at the point he was, so worked up and in need.

"With pleasure slut, with pleasure." The bigger male said as his fingers disappeared. In the mist of his lust Chad registered that the other had moved to get a condom, peeling it on his erection and putting a good amount of lube on it; what he really noticed, though, was the telltale feeling of a pointy tip against his hole, and a hot member being pressed between his cheeks.

"Sir... just fuck me sir..." The gray furred analyst moaned, moving his hips backwards as his head rested still on his arm.

"I would love to tease you, Mac Faol, but we don't have time for that." Mr. Robinson sighed, slowly pushing his cock forward, fighting the resistance of the doughnut muscles, his paws grabbing the bend over fur from his hips. As expected, it took minimal strength to get in, the lionhood sliding inside the lupine in one smooth thrust, the two male moaning loudly as it did.

Chad couldn't help himself and compare his new partner with the horse he had in him recently. The equine had reached further in, and spread more, and just felt a lot; but the lion was feeling as good, if in a different way, smashing his prostate just saw, wrecking it with his barbs, keeping his own erection going with all the stimulation.

"Move inside me sir!" he shouted, not caring if someone could get the feeble sound through the door, his whole mind being so focused on the cock penetrating him. He didn't dare move, as his legs felt already weak, only his paw sliding on his wolfhood with pre coating it and giving it lubrication.

" I won't just move bitch!" The short-maned male roared, swiftly retrieving his cock from the clenching ass and shoving it back in right away. He didn't give the wolf any time to adjust, just fucked him hard and quick, shoving his sizable erection in the tailhole, spreading muscles and making sure the lupine would walk funnily for the rest of the day.

The room got filled with the sound of mating, wet thanks to the lube, balls slapping against each other every time the feline pressed his crotch flush on the bent rump of the wolf. The two furs moaned and gasped as they rocked in the love-making, both of them quite enjoying the ride.

And it sure was a good ride for Chad, as the older male knew how to please another man. Any top was able to just fuck a hole, with the same motion, using only his size to make it nice for the receiving partner. Mr. Robinson wasn't like that, though, as he thrust in the wolf from different angles, making sure that there was no routine, poking the sensible flesh in much different way.

The young analyst found himself shoved closer and closer toward his climax, as he had predicted. His hand was quite helping the process, along with the massive anal stimulation and arousal, and since he knew that his orgasm would make for a good quivering hole he quickened his pace so cum faster.

"S-sir I'm about to cum!" He announced, feeling that he would do that at any thrust now thanks to the rough and powerful fucking.

"G-go on Mac Faol, I'm right behind you!" The golden feline huffed, finding time to crack a joke even then. Chad didn't care, as the knowledge just helped him further, one well aimed poke managing to break the dam deep inside him as his cock started to shoot his white seed on the fitted carpet.

Mr. Robinson pounded the ass more vigorously, taking advantage of the added clenching, roaring mightily as he came, landing a good load in his condom but still keeping thrusting his cock in and out, additional pleasure for the lupine bottom.

Usually, Chad would have liked some cuddles as he basked in the afterglow, but he knew they didn't have the luxury and willed himself to stand up, just so when the panting lion got out of his ass, a pleasant ache settling in its stead.

"I... I hope they didn't hear anything outside sir." The analyst said with a heavy breath, as more mundane concerns took the place of lust now as he faced his boss, who was just carefully unrolling the condom to his still erected length.

"Don't worry, they didn't. They never do." The bigger fur reassured him as he leaned forward and gave a quick and playful lick on the lupine's lips. "Now, let's go to my private bathroom, so we can clean ourselves and put lots of deodorant."

"Thanks sir, I really need that." The wolf thanked as he got one more concerned took care of. "Sir... can I ask you if we can... redo this sooner?"

The lion grinned cattily, anticipating his answer with such a smile. "Of course, Mac Faol, I found your performance quite satisfying. We need to have a second meeting. Say, my place, Saturday afternoon?"