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In the middle of the afternoon, a lone child wandered through the local city park, weaving his way between various felines. His rich brown fur bounced and reverberated the light, giving him a luscious chocolate sheen. He kept his lithe, underage form tight to himself. He was tense, trying to hide whatever it was he had in his pockets. His eyes snapped down and he watched his feet as he walked, eventually stopping just outside the public bathrooms. He turned behind him and glanced around, before living into the Men's side.

The public bathroom was dirty and quiet. Very few people used it, but the boy was here for a reason. He scooted into one the cubicles and shuffled through his pockets, clearly looking for something. He didn't notice the man behind him.

Cats are naturally quite quiet. The feline behind the young boy padded through on the soles of his feet, slowly making his way closer and closer. His eyes glinted in the dim light, staring down at the supple, lithe boy, his hands raised, his fingers splayed. He planned to grab him, or so it appeared.

His hands swiped down and grasped onto the boy's shoulders, and in an instant, he snapped his head down. His mouth was mere inches from the boy's ear.

"Boo!"

The young, brown-furred child yelped in surprise and wheeled around, his eyes the size of saucers. He stared wide-eyed at the feline before him, before he relaxed completely. He knew who the feline was: they had met before, on a number of occasions. The tall grey and cream-furred feline slammed the bathroom door behind them and grinned down at the boy, who shot his own cheeky grin back.

"Did I scare you, young fellow? Nah, of course I didn't. You're fine, right? You're fine."

The cub nodded, rubbing the back of his head and adjusting his dungarees. The tall feline ran his hands over the cub's body and stroking his thumbs along his collarbone.

"So, Charlie boy, do you have what I asked for? You know me, I love it when business is booming."

"Uh-huh." The kid, named Charlie, dug into his pockets and deposited what he had in his pockets into the feline's hands. The tall cat stared down at his palms, and his eyes widened at the sight of the number of jewels and rings in his hands.

"My, oh my, oh my. This is quite the hall, Charlie. I'm impressed!"

"Thanks, Rocky." Charlie looked a little bashful, putting his hands behind his back and glancing down at his feet, before he looked up at the feline, grinning from cheek to cheek.

"Okay. I want my share." The kid demanded, and Rocky paused, quirking an eyebrow as he looked down at Charlie. That was their agreement, after all. Charlie pick-pocketed a number of items and in return, Rocky sold them on and gave him his share. Usually, the cub got his share in advance, of course.

"Your share? Oh, yes, yes, your share, of course, of course." Rocky dug into his pocket and pulled out a stack of bills, counting in his hands, trying to pick out the right amount for the boy. Once he collected a small amount, he held them out, and Charlie was about to reach for them, when Rocky pulled his hand back.

"Unless..." Rocky began, a grin spreading across his ace. Charlie was a little curious, frowning and tilting his head to the side. He seems a little confused.

"What?" The cub frowned for a moment.

"Well...perhaps you'd like to learn a little extra?" Rocky suggested. "You know...do a little more, earn a little more. Easy, right?"

"...Okay. What do I have to do?" Charlie asked quietly, and Rocky smirked. It didn't take much to realise what he was after: The tall feline began to unbutton his trousers. He pulled down the zipper and spread his fly apart, exposing his crotch. All it took was for him to dig his hand into his underwear for Charlie to get the gist of what he wanted.

Charlie would have likely done it without wanting any extra share from it, but he was happy to do it either way. Slowly, he leant forwards and watched as Rocky pulled his humanoid member from his underwear, tucking the waistband of his undies underneath his balls and jerking his member back and forth in his grip. He eventually let it go, and Charlie took it in his hands, placing his lips around the end.

Charlie's small tongue wormed around the thick skin of Rocky's foreskin, his hands slowly peeling the cat's flesh back and exposing the glans. His fleshy appendage slid around the head of Rocky's cock and he heard the cat groan in response. A large hand slid through Charlie's head-fur, and the young cub purred quietly.

"That's it." Rocky encouraged him, his cock sliding deeper and deeper into the boy's mouth. Charlie was receptive to his member, his warm tongue sliding around every single inch he could reach, his small hands gently pumping Rocky's cock. The two of them had done a number of sexual acts over the past few months, so he was beginning to become an expert at pleasing the older Feline, knowing exactly what he enjoyed.

"Oh yeah. Damn, you've been getting good at this, haven't ya, kid?" Rocky grinned from cheek to cheek, pushing his hips up against Charlie's mouth for just a moment longer, before he slowly pulled back, letting his rock hard cock hang in front of the cub's mouth for just a little longer, before he hoisted the young kitten to his feet.

He stepped back and yanked the bathroom door open, dragging the cub out with him, his hands roaming the young boy's body. At this point, he didn't even care who might walk in: he knew what he wanted, and he was going to have it. He stuck his hands under Charlie's armpits, hoisting him up and planting him on the edge of the sink, his hands delving down and unbuttoning the boy's trousers. After that, he unhooked his dungarees, his fingers deftly and expertly popping button after button on the boy's shirt.

Charlie giggled and wriggled as he was undressed, his breathing heavy when his shirt was part and those large hands slid along his soft, supple chest. Rocky peeled the shirt off of the boy's shoulders, tugging it down as his hands moved to grab the cub's trousers, tugging them over his rump and pulling them back. Charlie lifted his legs up and shifted, wriggling and squirming as the trousers were pulled off of him. All that was left was his cute little undies, and Rocky fondled the front, groping his cute bulge.

"Don't stop..." Charlie begged, but Rocky had other ideas. His finger slipped into the waistband of his underwear, and he snuck it down the cat's hips, pulling his legs up and yanking them off his legs. He tossed the underwear aside and spread the boy's naked legs completely. The cub's little humanoid cock twitched against his stomach as Rocky's head drifted down against his balls. He nuzzled against his sack for a moment, before his mouth drifted right under between the boy's cheeks. He spread the boy's tight pucker with his thumbs and pressed his tongue right up against the sensitive pucker.

Many would have considered the act heinous and depraved, but Rocky didn't care. He knew what he liked, and he was going to make the most of it. His tongue rolled clockwise around the cub's tight pucker and slurped happily against his entrance. Charlie panted and quivered against the assault, his eyes rolling up into his head as his toes curled in utter delight. His member pulsed against his stomach, twitching and oozing tiny droplets of pre-cum against his belly. Rocky smacked his lips and suckled more and more, making Charlie pant with a passionate intensity.

"Please..." Charlie begged, and Rocky eventually brung his lips up, dragging them along the cub's balls, before pressing his mouth against the head of the boy's cock. He bowed his head down against the cub's cock and took it within his mouth, rolling his mouth around the stiff little cock and closing his lips around the base. He pulled his head back, bobbing up and down, and Charlie brung his hands up to grip Rocky's head, whimpering and mewling gently from the pleasure. The feeling was so exquisite that he never wanted it to end.

Rocky suckled and slurped for a good few minutes, and the pleasure began to build and build within the cub's body, his loins aching for release, his desire hitting it's limit. Just as he felt the pleasure about to reach it's peek, the older feline pulled back, sporting a cheeky grin.

"W-Why'd you stop?" Charlie pouted, sticking out his tongue and looked decidedly surly about it.

"Because I want my fill as well, you know!" Rocky assured him, pointing down to his twitching, throbbing member, and Charlie understood. Rocky angled his head down and drooled spittle onto his member, using it as makeshift lube and coating his member in it. He pressed the head of his humanoid member against the cub's tight entrance, and he pressed and pushed the head of his cock against the boy's tight ass. He thrust forwards a little more and Charlie winced after a moment, before his muscles relaxed. After a few moments, the member sunk deeper and deeper into the boy's backside.

"Tight as always, Charlie. Glad to see you're practicing. Nice, malleable butt." Rocky grinned widely, his throbbing, pulsing member sliding further and further in. His hands gripped around the boy's legs and Charlie's ankles wrapped around the adult's waist, hooking themselves together. His member hilted within the boy's tight behind, and he pulled his cock back a little bit, sliding himself deeper into the boy's behind.

Slowly, Rocky began in on a steady rhythm, the room filling with the sound of their rough, passionate sex. Each wet slap was accompanied with a gentle, underage groan from the young boy, his member twitching against his stomach. His breathing grew more and more ragged with each passing second.

"Please..." Charlie begged, and Rocky knew what he wanted. This time, he didn't deny him, sliding his cock back and forth, thrusting and bucking with gusto as the young cub mewled harder and harder, whimpering and groaning in utter delight. After a moment of pleasure, the cub let out a long groan of pleasure, and rolled his head back.

He was orgasming. His cock twitched and throbbed against his stomach, but no liquids came forth. Other than the few tiny beads of pre-cum that dripped against his stomach, there was no cum that shot from the end of his member. His cock, however, convulsed and pulsed with each rocking pleasurable wave that swam through his system. With each convulsion, his muscles spasmed, his insides gripping and milking Rocky's bucking member.

"Oh fuck..." Rocky rolled his head back and pushed himself in as deep as he could, relishing the sensations of those gripping, spasming muscles around his member. It was enough for him: after a few moments, the pleasure hit it's peek, and his fingers dug into the boy's skin. His cock swelled and pulsed, spurting a thick, gooey rope of cum into the boy's backside, coating his intimate inner walls with his viscous seed.

The two of them panted, tied together by their intimate act, and neither of them wanted to move. Rocky leant down against the boy, cupping his hips and running his mouth over the boy's neck and cheek, groaning quietly to himself. Charlie squeezed a little bit here and there, panting tiredly against the older feline.

Eventually, Rocky pulled back, taking in a deep breath. He retrieved his bills again and counted out a few extra than the last time, setting them in the boy's lap.

"Same time next week?" Rocky asked, winking down at him as he buttoned back up his trousers. Charlie grinned weakly from the sink, and Rocky stepped back, giving him some privacy and leaving the boy out in the open of the public bathroom, not waiting for him to change. The cub rolled his head back, drifting a hand down to finger his gooey, used asshole.

Charlie would be waiting.