Behind the Scenes Chapter 1
From the street you wouldn't be able to tell it was a club, well if you disregarded the projected archway covered path, leading to its entrance adorned with a sign stating "CLUB X" you wouldn't be able to tell. Its turn of the century look makes it appear to be a mansion. Three storied, red brick with tan bricks framing and arching around the windows. This is someone home, lab, and passion.
In the building the large dance floor, turn tables and bar empty all is quiet and nothing stirs. Not a single light swivels, not a single speaker pumps a tune. This however will change in a few hours when the guest, "test subjects" arrive for the "Party." If you travel past the dance, past the VIP rooms and through the locked doubled doors you will find a different world. A luxury house where an average looking wolf is pacing to the right of the room near a sound studio.
The young college student's clothes give the impression of a professional. Grey strait slacks that seem to hug his athletic legs stopping just short of his ankles. His firm rump moves under the slacks as his tail lays relaxed over it.
The wolf turns showing his front and a name tag "Frederick Haskel" was this wolfs name. Fred's white buttoned up shirt tucked in but pulled slightly out hides his muscular torso. Over the shirt he wears a black vest opened, this is where we find his nametag clipped on his right. Directing the attention from his chest to his face, you can confirm he is a young wolf probably barely in his 20's. His hair is Julius Caesar style, his head hair's short bangs pushed forward. Biting his lips in concentration, gray eyes look through glasses trying to read his scribbled writing on the clipboard. A free paw moves up to his face as he extends a finger to push his glasses further up on his face.
"Finally! This paper work was killing me. It's all worth it in the end I suppose."
Fred talks as if to only him, smiling he sets the clipboard down on a table next to a soundboard, which has a peculiar film over some of the keys and knobs.
Walking to a couch he slumps down into it with a sigh.
This house fits the description set by the front of the building, a luxury home in back of the most popular gay dance club in San Antonio. To the left of the couch past an arched entrance a formal dining room with dark stained wood furniture. The room the wolf is sitting in is the living room, the center of the room is a fireplace, above it is a forty-two inch plasma TV. Directly across from the couch is a love seat, just past that is a stairway leading up to other rooms, and the kitchen. Off to the right lies the recording studio, glancing over at it smiling as he remembers events that had transpired not minutes before. His sheath fills slightly at the thoughts.
"You know hun I do not think I should give our crowd so much of the sound tonight. I do not feel like cleaning up all the bodily fluids. Speaking of which are you going to clean the soundboard?"
"Sure when I get the chance"
The disembodied voice sounds again echoing in the house. Fred begins to feel horned up again, a paw gropes his package through the gray slacks the other beginning to unbutton them. Thinking to himself ‘I got time and I am sure Alan wouldn't mind,' unzipping the slacks he reaches down through the slits in his boxers bring his hard throbbing cock out with a gasp.
Beginning to stroke his six and half inch member, a soft moan escapes his muzzle. Fred moves his body so that it is lying on the couch, one leg hangs off the couch as he gets comfortable and begins to think in detail about what had happened.
Name: Henry "Razor"
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Species: Lion
Objective: Use sound to trigger feeling
Note: Anger, Sadness, and Pain successful
Experiment:
In today's experiment the testing of the effects of disguised theta, beta, and alpha brain wave frequencies on the brain. Subject will be in an enclosed environment; no external sounds or interference shall enter the room. Subject has been secured to the chair in case any unforeseen effects come onto the subject such as hallucinations, paranoia, and anxiety.
Further information:
During the experiment the effect of physical pleasure is the intent of this experiment.
Looking up from the clipboard, Fred adjusts his glasses. In the reflections of the glasses you see outlines of a chair with a figure walking toward it. His eyes seem to be studying something through those wire framed glasses. A certain sway of hips from a lithe German Shepard.
His backside turned toward the one-way mirror giving Fred a perfect view of his lovers clothed back. The wolf knows all to well what lays beneath the clothes, a swimmers body, and warm tan fur. The Shepard leans forward showing off his perfect rump to the wolf. The blue jeans hug his body leaving little to the imagination, tail swaying happily behind him as he checks the restraints of another lithe being, the lion.
His mane cut short around his head his face cubbish in looks. The lion naked his smooth chest shows a subtle muscular definition. His sheath and groin fur kept trimmed, he has a true candy raver boy body.
Fred can see his Shepard asking the lion some questions before turning and beginning to walk back toward the padded door. His paws move up to his head running through the buzzed hair. The wife beater hugs his chest his muscles subtly flexing under it, the nametag clipped to his collar reads, "Alan Calder."
Alan locks the door, and turns his head to look at Fred.
"I could feel you eye humping me through the glass." Smiling as he sees a blush form on the wolf's face.
Walking up to the wolf he takes the clipboard away from him and places it off to the side. His paw moves to Fred's buttoned shirt and undoes the top two buttons.
"Why so up tight show some chest every now and then," Alan's voice a pit higher then most almost feminine but not overly so. His paws move to ruffle Fred's chest hair but slides farther in to one of his nipples giving it a soft squeeze and twist.
"O you naughty Shepard," Fred has a masculine voice, which is a sharp contrast to Alan's. This is a usual routine for them both during a sound experiment having a little fun always helped pass the time. Arms wrap around Alan's body as he begins to cue up a prerecording of the heavy techno song with embedded frequencies. Alan turns around resting his back against Fred's chest. Alan is a bit shorter then Fred and it is made evident when Fred rests his head on top of Alan's, "You smell nice like roses, my favorite." Fred says.
"Thanks I am trying out a new shampoo, I hoped you'd like it." Alan nuzzles into Fred's muzzle.
Fred moves his body close to Alan's his full front up against his backside; he licks his ear before beginning to play the music track.
The lion jumps a bit from the suddenness of sound but calms and begins to enjoy the pumping tunes of the bass heavy music. The thirty-minute track continues to play, just as Fred continues to play. "How did you know I was undressing you with my eyes?" Fred asks running a paw up under the wife beater.
Alan giggles, "It wasn't hard for me to tell, you are pitching a tent fit for two down there." Alan punctuates his point by grinding his rump against Fred's crotch.
Blushing Fred's paws move up to Alan's nipples. He lets a soft moan, "Tactile now aren't we wolfy?"
"You know I always em," paws moving to remove the wife beater from Alan's tan furred body. His eyes eat up the sight of the perfect back of the Shepard. Noticing through the window that the lion is beginning to show signs of arousal, a bit of the pink lion member peeks from its furry home. The wolf nuzzles Alan's head as he softly speaks into his ears. "It would seem the lion is beginning to enjoy something more then just the music. You want a listen too?"
Fred's body surrounds Alan by his strong arms, bare backed against his shirt. "Yeah I would like that maybe get to know why you haven't been to bed in two days at a decent hour. Leaving me to take care of business with Mr. Hands. I thought I dumped Mr. Hands two years ago..."
The wolf interrupts him, "I apologize, and I do believe that the next thirty minutes or so will make up for the lost time. Here put these on," Fred hands Alan a pair of earmuff headphones. He puts on a matching pair and snaps his fingers making sure that he can still hear over the music. Alan places the headphones over his ears and adjusts them to his head. "Can you hear me Alan?"
"Yeah I can hear you loud and clear." Alan wasn't sure about something so he thought to ask. "Hun did you put moaning in the track?"
"No the audio is coming directly from the room, that's our lion subject. Sounds like he is having fun and I do not know about you but this stuff works wonders on me, I am already hard as a rock." Pushing his groin into the clothed rump of the Shepard.
Alan too could feel the effects of the techno his hard cock aching to be released from the tight jeans. Paws moving down to unbutton and unzip his front letting his cock free to hang in the air. He hears a loud moan glancing up he can see the lions cock throbbing hard glistening as his pre rolls down his cock. His hips giving thrusts into the air, his paws moving against the restraints trying to reach his member to stroke it.
Fred noticed this and casually moved a paw to a release mechanism. Alan's paw goes to stop him.
"No hun lets see if he will cum hands free." Turning his head to look at Fred with a grin.
"You naughty boy, but I agree I find watching him struggling to help himself along incredibly hot." Fred's paws move to the back of Alan's jeans and unhooks the clasp above his tail. Pulling the jeans down so they fall to the floor his paws move back to feel over the muscular thighs of the Shepard. They continue moving up as they grab and kneed the perfect rump. When satisfied the paws move to undo his slacks, unhooking first the clasp in the back letting the backside fall past showing the top of his firm rump cheeks. The front is next letting his slacks pool around his ankles; his hard wolf cock lies on Alan's back before his paw guides it to rub under Alan's tail.
Blushing at the feeling of his lover's wolf cock rubbing under his tail. "This music is incredible it's making me feel tingly all over, and I need something hard in me." Pushing his rump back into the wolf's cock. His cock throbbing and leaking pre, which ran down his length, and pooling in the sheath, "I can arrange for that to happen" Fred replies.
He pushes his hard cock at Alan's tail hole teasing its entrance, The wolf doing everything with in his power to keep from slamming his cock in deep and hard and taking him like a bitch. Fred's paws move one to the upper back the other to his waist. The paw on the upper back pushes Alan's torso forward, his other paw makes him bend at the waist. Once Alan is lined up correctly Fred begins to push in penetrating Alan's love hole slowly.
Alan shuddering in anticipation as he is bent forward, he relaxes and gasps as he feels Fred penetrate him. He moans as he pushes himself back on the wolf cock, his own giving a throb and a large bead of pre. A loud moan is heard followed by pants the lion's hot cock pulses out streams of white cum onto his chest. His head rolled back in the chair as his cock remains hard.
Fred pushes the rest of the way into the tail hole his cock buried balls deep in the Shepard. The music having an effect on him, he doesn't wait before he begins to hump into the Shepard hard and fast like an animal mounting its bitch. His paws move around front of Alan's body and play with his muscles and grope his balls
Alan groans and moans like a bitch leaning forward extending his paws onto the windowsill framing the one-way mirror. His body over the soundboard, cock-leaking pre out and onto it below him, pants become small yips as he feels himself being taken roughly loving every moment. One of his paws move down to stroke his hard cock but is stopped by Fred. Fred then moves his arms to loop around under Alan's armpits, pulling the Shepard up.
Alan keeps his body arched as he feels himself being pulled up. "What are you doing hun?" He pants out, "I found that lion boy Cumming hands free irresistible I want to feel you do the same." His left arm wraps around the upper chest of Alan's torso his other paw moving to hook around Alan's inner thigh as he pulls Alan onto his cock matching his hard deep thrusts.
The room is filled with a symphony of moans; the lion moaning again as his hips keep twitching into the air, cock still hard and throbbing. Alan moves his head to kiss Fred who was panting his hot breath on his neck. Fred feels the kiss and turns his panting muzzle to him and kisses him deeply there tongues dancing with each other. Both Alan and Fred moan loudly in the kiss, they are flooded with pleasure as they both unexpectedly reach an orgasm.
Alan's cock throbs letting out several streams of hot cum out onto the soundboard, Fred's cock was doing the same pumping his hot wolf cum deep into his loves ass. There was no after glow just a feeling of lets go again, Fred begins to pump again this time harder and more irregular his knot forming as it pops in and out of the shepard's tail hole. He leans completely on the shepard's back making him bend forward and grip the windowsill again. His own knot beginning to form, Fred's paws grip near Alan's Adonis line, "Ohh Fred, keep going I am going to cum again."
Fred audibly pants hot breath bathing Alan's neck and head, his knot almost fully formed pops in and out of the tail hole before he shoves it back in deep. A paw moves to support Alan's chest his other paw goes to Alan's cock, two finger hooking behind the knot his thumb runs over top of the slick shaft as he gives short strokes and pulls on the dog cock. "Let me feel you cum."
Alan obliges the request giving a loud moan as he unleashes another load of cum into the wolf's paw. His ass clenching around the fully formed knot of the wolf above him, He hears a loud growl as he feels the knotted wolf's cock pumping more cum deep inside. They both relax and breathe heavily together; Fred brings his cum cover paw up to Alan's muzzle that gladly licks it clean.
"Umm hello?" A new voice is heard in the room; both Fred and Alan look toward the person who spoke. "Why hello," Fred replies to the lion who had gotten out of the chair and through the door. "How did you get in here?"
Fred's paws continue to stroke his now pre slicked cock moaning and wriggling on the couch knot formed ready to burst. He then feels a different feeling around his cock, opening his eyes he sees Alan taking his hard cock into his muzzle sucking it and bobbing his expert mouth on it. He moans hips starting to hump into the warm wet mouth, he lets out a satisfied sigh and moan as he reaches his climax and fills Alan's muzzle with cum. He sees a bit of the white stuff slide down his cock but Alan doesn't let it get far as his tongue laps up out of his mouth greedily gathering all of the cum.
Fred scratches Alan's head as he nurses on his softening cock. "That's a great way to greet someone. Are you ready for the festivities tonight?"
Alan allows the cock slide from his mouth as it recedes into the wolf sheath. "Yeah I am ready," Crawling up on top of Fred; he is wearing a black leather harness that crosses his chest and back. Black phat pants cover his lower body, "Are you ready to show the guests a good time?"
"Yes I am but I do not think I will use to much amplification like in that track, there needs to be some dancing as well as some fucking a fine balance for a good time." Hugging Alan who is now laying calmly on him, "Hey Alan did the twins call yet?"
"You mean Adon and Isis?" Alan nuzzles Fred's neck, licking it and kissing it. "They did call, and they requested that everyone who will be joining them onstage where these." Alan reaches into a box left on a side table and pulls out a cord with three sets of white, decorated fabrics attached to it. He grins as he shows it to Fred, "A loincloth? My lord those two are strange." Fred gently slides from under Alan and stands letting his slacks fall to his ankles. He snatches the cord and studies it for a moment before wraps it around his waist. "It's a bit big isn't it?"
"You silly wolf you act like you never put on a belt before." Alan stands and walks to help Fred out. He threads the cord through metal loops and doubles the cord back pulling it through one of the metal loops. "There we go, take off your shirt and you could pass as a god."
Fred blushes removing his shirt and vest leaving him in nothing but the loincloth.
"I feel exposed."
"Pshaw your hot as hell what do you have to worry about?" Walking around the wolf checking out all of his muscular features that are usually covered by layers of clothes. Stopping behind the wolf he moves his paws to the back flaps one cover each rump cheek allowing his tail to hang naturally in between the gap. "Although I would prefer that these weren't here so I could see your sexy rump." His paws move quickly through the air and give the cheeks a firm smack before gripping them in his paws. "Perhaps maybe after this shindig my tough warrior could show me how tough he really is hmmm?" Alan dry humps the wolf's backside.
Fred growls and turns to him, "Not a chance." "Awe you know you want it." Gives a puppy dog pouting face his blue eyes wide as he tries to win him over. The wolf gives him an almost apologetic look, "Fine maybe later."
Alan jumps out of his pouted state to one of great excitement as he hugs and gives the wolf a kiss. He grabs the wolf's arms and practically begins to drag him out of the house and into the dance club. "Come on now there is work to be done."