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The dark bar wouldn't have been his first choice of hangouts, but there was potential in this crowd. Well, not really the crowd so much as the staff - specifically the bovine bouncer. That hot slab of beef was just what Blitz was looking for tonight. The otter eyed up the chubby muscle stud every chance he got. The tight black "Security" shirt stretched tight over his large frame with a pair of equally tight jeans covering the bull's lower body.

"That's it!" Blitzkrieg set his now empty glass down, "I can't take it anymore." The otter wove his way through the seedy bar towards the bouncer that was sitting by himself over looking the establishment. The bull was leaning his back against the wall, sitting on stool, and smoking a thick cigar; the complete badass but hot as fuck bouncer look.

"Hey, there, stud. You bored?" Blitz didn't bother checking him out, he knew he looked hot as hell. The lime green mini skirt and turquoise belly shirt ensured made it clear what team he played for, which was just fine with him.

Lots of people tried to pick him up every night, so when the otter approached, Steve barely acknowledge him. But once he was close and could see how shredded the otter was and how hot he looked in those feminine clothes, the bull relaxed. "Maybe. Who's asking?"

"The best fuck of your life, that's who." Blitz leaned forward and dared reprisal with a grope of the bouncer's chest. This close though, the thick scent of the cigar was right in front of him and it turned him on even more. His shorts got tighter as he puled the cigar right from the bull's lips and turned it, placing it in his own lips. He sucked deeply and long from that cigar to illustrate that he was no dainty fairy and what he could do to the bull's tool.

"You certainly got balls stealing my cigar, kid." Steve stood up and grabbed the otter's crotch, giving him a firm squeeze through the panties he felt. "Nice."

Steve gripped the panties and pulled them down past the otter's furry butt. He spun the smaller male around and pushed him down to his hands and knees, getting behind him. With a hand lifting and holding the skirt up high, his other hand undid his pants and whipped his thick cock out. The bull spit on his cock and lubed it up as best he could, he was in no mood to wait. He pushed the tip in and listened to the pleasured moan from the otter.

"You better not stop sucking on that cigar!"

Blitz took another drag from it, breathing out the earthy tasting smoke through his nose. Hs pushed back onto the thick that was rocketing into and out of him. The hard impacts spanking his ass with force as his balls collided with the bull's own sac. The fact that they were now having sex in clear view of the bar wasn't lost on either of them, as Blitz gave a wink to admiring bear and Steve accepted a drink from one of the waiters.

A quick sip of the alcoholic beverage and he was back to work, His large hands grabbing the otter's hips and hammering hard. The fast and firm impacts were punctuated by the slap of flesh hitting flesh, adding to the show for the gathering crowd. Blitz reached up and adjusted the manly cigar, the smoke tasting all the sweeter the more he sucked on the big hearty stick. The burning tip of the cigar, seemingly matching the fiery hair colors of the otter; even his tail had the fiery colors towards the tip.

In fact, from this angle, Steve had to admit that the brown furred otter kind of looked like a cigar, which only made him smile wider. His balls ached for release, but he ignored them for now. He was enjoying this hot unexpected sex too much to let it early. He reached a hand up and gripped the otter's shoulder, pulling him back into the rough thrusts.

Blitz squirmed and struggled to keep his upper body balanced and hang on to the cigar, but he did both. The throbbing cock inside his tight ass sent wave after wave of pleasure throughout his body. With the cigar in his mouth he could flirt back or talk, but he wasn't going to get rid of it. The taste was so intense and full bodied, like it was washing of his body just like the pleasure he was getting. He took a puff after every thrust, his head feeling strange but great.

"That's right, breath deep, boy." Steve grinned and reached a hand around the otter's waist and lifted the skirt from the front. He found the otter's cock and gave the hard-throbbing shaft a squeeze. "You're about to bust too. Good."

The crowd knew what was going to happen next, and they wanted to see it all. Another handful of hard thrusts later and Steven pushed his cock all the way into the warm ass and dumped his hot cum there. Steven waited until he had pumped the otter full of his cum before he pulled out and turned him onto his back. The cigar still in his mouth. The bull licked his lips and leaned down, engulfing the otter's cock in his hungry mouth. While the otter was distracting with his new pleasures, Steve pulled the cigar from Blitz's lips and turned it around.

However, in stead of putting it back in his own lips, he touched the burning end to the otter's lips. Steve watched with even more arousal as his magic took hold. The burning end offered no pain to the otter, instead it offered a warmth that spread throughout his form. The cigar in his fingers was trash now, so Steve put it out on the floor. The warmth built inside of Blitz's body, concentrating on his head. He moaned as the heat manifested in fire, his hair burning with actual flames for a moment before instead becoming a smoldering nub of ash. His limbs were pulled to his body and even his tail wrapped around his body.

Still Steven kept sucking on the cock in his mouth, watching and feeling the body moving to reshape itself into a thick cylinder. The scent of the otter's musk filling his mouth and becoming the new flavor of cigar in his lips. Blitz's final thought was how good it felt to be sucked on by the bull, burning away little by little until there would be nothing left of him but a wet burnt out nub.

Steve stood up and took a long drag, tasting the new heavy scent of his otter cigar. "Damn that's good." The crowd cheered and hollered, going back to their seats and drinks a few moments later like nothing happened.

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