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This story was written for Shakal as Day #1 of Kinktober 2018. Today's kink was "Self-cuckolding" and the story contains rough M/M sex and M/F sex between consenting adults. ^^

Everything For Her

It had been months since the speedo incident, and months since Aiden had guiltily confessed what had happened that night to his then girlfriend when she'd slipped a finger up his ass as they fucked that night and felt another man's cum tucked away inside of the fisher cat. Ever since then, she'd been obsessed. Asking him to tell her what hot, buff guys he'd been out getting fucked by like the slut he was, begging him to make up stories, more and more lewd, wild stories even when he promised her that he hadn't done anything, that he loved her and her alone and had no desire to be with anyone else. She still loved to hear about his imagined dalliances though, biting her bottom lip and feverishly fucking herself with her fingers, a toy or of course Aiden's own cock as he gasped and moaned and told her about another two or three buff guys cornering him and forcing him into some lewd and compromising situation, though of course there was no coercion involved as he loved every second of it.

But recently, almost to the day since they'd gotten engaged in fact, Aiden had recognised a somewhat new development in his now fiancee's kinkiness. A new direction her lewd, provocative questions took him as they lay they together in bed getting each other more and more worked up before the sort of wild fuck that left Aiden with scratch marks down his back and teeth marks in his shoulder, not to mention another set of sheets in need of laundering. No longer was she solely focused on what the rough, tough men that Aiden got involved with in their fantasies were doing to her husband-to-be, but now what they might do to her if one day they came to the house looking for him, but found her instead.

God. The way she'd screamed. The way she'd cum again, and again, and again as she pounded herself senseless with a toy while Aiden stood by the bed and jerked off, begging to be able to join her, to fuck her or even just work the toy for her, but having her tell him no. No, because he wasn't here right now. The toy buried inside her wasn't him and it wasn't just a toy at all. It was the cop. The same cop who had pulled Aiden over that night, fucking her senseless while the man she was going to marry stood by and let it happen like the whimpering, needy little cuckold he was.

Every night now they shared in that fantasy. Even when Lyla's desires grew so intense that any cock, even his was too tempting a target to resist, she still imagined he was another man, and that the real him was either absent or watching impotently from the sidelines. And outside of the bedroom, every passing day as they hung out together, as they went on dates and shared their lives with one another, god... he'd never seen his beloved mate happier, and he'd never felt closer to her, more head over heels in love.

Aiden swallowed thickly.

That was why he was here.

Why he was sitting and nursing a beer inside one of the city's most well known cop bars, and waiting for a figure he had been reliably informed was a pretty solid fixture here on the nights before his days off each week.

Sure enough, Aiden had barely gotten through half his beer when the interior door to the bar swung open and two new figures stepped inside. He recognised one of them immediately, Officer O'Donnell, the very same man who had pulled him over for going way over the speed limit all those months ago, and who had offered to commute his fine in order for a rather different sort of concession on the fisher cat's part. The other guy, a black leopard, was chatting with him. Laughing with an arm around his shoulder not in a romantic way, but like a dear friend. A partner. Aiden shivered and blushed as he recalled one of his wife's fantasies. Him fucking her when a cop burst into the room and cuffed him, dragging him off her with his cock still hard and dribbling pre-cum. And while he was held back, cuffed and read his rights for some imagined act of public indecency he had performed on one of his many slutty nights out, the cop's partner stepped forward to take care of his woman, since he was too tied up to finish the job the way she deserved.

Originally the plan had just been to acquire Officer O'Donnell's aid. But... if he had a partner too, and if as partners they were as close as most cop shows had suggested that partners could get in the more grey-area aspects of life on the force?

He rose from his chair and padded over to the wolf, wanting to address him before he got too settled and before the drinks started to flow. It might have been the case that this whole thing was a fools errand, and it might well have been that doing so here around all these other cops was a way to get the shit kicked out of him. But, he had to try. For his wife to be and for this new, wild direction their relationship had taken since Officer O'Donnell first walked into it, he had to try.

"E-excuse me, Officer O'Donnell?"

The wolf snorted in amusement, and before he even started to turn upon the bar stool at which he had just sat down, he started to address the fisher cat.

"We're off duty, rookie. It's just O'Donnell, Zev if you'd prefer. We're all friends here after all. Now, what can I do for..."

His voice trailed off as he finally turned, and saw the flushed, nervous face of the fisher cat illuminated by the lighting behind the bar itself.

"...well holy shit, it's you. Speedo guy."

For a moment he frowned, and leaned in close.

"If you're here to blackmail me, son. Think real careful about that before you try. All these cops know I swing both ways, so does my wife. Can't ruin my social life off that threat, and as for my career... well, a few instances of offering lighter sentencing to a hot perp guilty of a small, non-violent crime aside? I'm a good cop, if such a thing exists."

The fisher cat's eyes widened, and he whimpered softly.

"O-oh. No. No no no, Sir. Officer. Uh. No, that's not it."

In an instant, the wolf's expression changed. He leaned back, laughed, and tapped his partner on the shoulder.

"Well good! I'm glad that's not an issue. Hey, Namir. Check it out. It's the kitty cat I told you about a few months back. The beach traffic stop."

The leopard turned in his seat, and his eyes flashed with hunger as he took in the leaner, twinkier cat.

"Ooh, he's a cutie. You didn't do him justice in your story."

Officer O'Donnell puffed up with pride, grinning as though having just had a badge of honour pinned on his chest. Both he and the leopard regarded Aiden, and after a few seconds of lingering silence the wolf cocked an eyebrow.

"So?"

He licked his lips as his eyes glanced down briefly to the fisher cat's crotch, the front of his khakis ever so slightly tented and growing more so by the moment.

"What exactly can I... or perhaps myself and my partner here, do for you today?"

*********

"Mmmhh, a-aahh... so, let me guess this straight, you... ooohfuck..."

The alleyway behind the bar was locked behind a heavily padlocked gate, but all it had taken was a wink from O'Donnell to the bartender and moments later he'd had a key to the bar's service exit sliding across the bar towards him. Now he and the leopard stood side by side, sipping a beer apiece with their other hands draped across one another's shoulders for stability and comfort as Aiden knelt between their legs, whining as for the second time in a year he sucked a cock with his hands cuffed behind his back, only this time bobbing between not one but two throbbing, exposed erections belonging to a pair of horny cops.

"...you're asking me to fuck your fiancee? Your fiancee who knows all about me, about what we did... and has been begging you to make up stories about you getting used and fucked by me and all manner of other anonymous men ever since she felt felt my cum on your ass?"

Pulling back from around the wolf's cock with a whimpering mewl, Aiden stared up at the two men before him and nodded before hungrily engulfing the leopard's member and feverishly working his tongue around the sensitive head.

"So for months you've had a free pass to go and get your muzzle and ass filled with cum in a way that would only make your lady happier and hornier... and you only come to see me now? I gotta say, Aiden, I'm a little disappointed."

Lightly, playfully O'Donnell tapped his erect cock against the fisher cat's already busy muzzle, not quite slapping him across the face with it but very much implying that as the intent. Aiden's eyes widened and he groaned a a drizzle of pre-cum trickled out onto the bridge of his muzzle. He shuffled a little further forward on his knees, opened his muzzle as wide as it would go, and...

"O-oh, shit, Zev!"

The feline cop groaned and gasped to his partner as Aiden took both their cocks into his mouth at once, the two erections rubbing together as the men to whom they belonged grinned and stared down at the eager slut of a fisher cat before him in shared delight.

"Mnnh, fuck. Damn. He's eager as hell, and if his wife is half the slut he is? You should do it, man."

Aiden's ears twitched as he heard the leopard growl to his partner, and he pulled back with a loud whimper, saliva dribbling down his chin and glistening upon both the men's cocks as they lingered against one another, throbbing and rubbing against the other cop's erection like it wasn't the first time they'd felt their erections meet.

"Nnnh... not just him. Both of you. Please. Y-you can both... b-both visit her. Both take her. Please. She'll love it. She'll never f-forget it. It'll make her so happy, s-so fucking horny, she'll... oh god. She'll love it so fucking much if y-you both fucked her. Please. Oh fuck, p-please say you'll do it. Please say you'll fuck my fiancee."

The two cops stared at one another like they were being asked to ascend to the throne of a small but wealthy country, then grinned in unison down at the fisher cat currently whimpering as he nuzzled and licked adoringly at their cocks.

"Gosh, Zev, I dunno. It sounds like a lot of work. I mean, both of us? I dunno if I'm comfortable with the idea of being with another woman and my partner at the same time. Two guys and a girl? Isn't that kinda... queer?"

The leopard smirked as he and O'Donnell rubbed their cocks together more purposefully while humping them against the fisher cat's muzzle. His partner grinned back at him, putting on an expression of his own obvious faux-concern.

"You're right, it does sound like a lot of work. I mean, if it was just me I can imagine this blowjob almost being payment enough. But to have to go to her house, take the holiday so we can be free for the bachelorette party where this slut wants it to happen, and for there to be two of us?! Shit, Namir. For that to be worth it on our part... jeez, I dunno. A guy would have to be willing to come down here once a week, every week until then to make down-payments on our time."

Aiden's eyes widened, and within his still tented khakis his cock throbbed and ached more hungrily, more lustfully than ever. His eyes rolled in their sockets as the wolf continued to growl down at him, and as he began to take both men's members into his stretched and drooling maw once again, he whimpered happily with every humping stroke of their cocks and every lewd suggestion, every shamelessly slutty condition put upon him if he truly wanted to make this happen for his wife-to-be.

"And I'm not just talking blowjobs either. A guy wanting that much from us, he'd have to rent out his ass to the two of us every week between now and then at least once a week, and be on call for any extra times we're out on a dead patrol shift and feel the need for something to help us pass the time. He'd have to be willing to leave his bed in the middle of the night and tell his fiancee that he's off to get fucked by two cops who have dirt on him, because he knows if he lets them down even once... they might not show up on the night when his beloved mate expects them. Would he really be willing to do all that? Would he really go to such extreme lengths for her, just so he can get a couple of strangers to pound her into the mattress while he listens in like some pathetic stalker?"

Dragging his head back from the two men's cocks, Aiden wailed as he tried to strain and free his hands, not to escape the handcuffs entirely but to get into a position where his hands would be able to loosen his belt and drop his already stained, scuffed-knee'd khakis.

"Yes!"

He moaned to the two cops as they stood before him, trousers around their ankles, beers in hand, grinning down at him and at one another with their rock hard cocks throbbing in tandem, still grazing and gently frotting with one another as they watched Aiden flail and writhe.

"Y-yes. For her? For my Lyla? A-anything. Oh god, I'd... I'd do anything. Everything. So please, please tell me you'll do it."

Aiden couldn't get his hands free, but he groaned and shuddered as he realised he didn't need to. Instead he let himself drop back to the ground not just on his knees, but pressing his face to the cool concrete of the alley floor and raising his ass, still clothed but not for long as he lifted his tail and wiggled it at the two thick cocks belonging to the studly cops.

"Please, t-tell me you'll fuck my wife, and... I swear, any time you want me? R-right now, and any other time y-you want it? My ass is yours. My body is y-yours, both of yours whenever and however you want it, just so long as you promise me that you'll fuck my wife... a-and when you do, you'll make her cum so hard, m-make her feel so fucking good that she'll beg me to find her others afterwards. To bring you back, t-to find other, different guys. To fill her, to make her scream and squirt a-and cum... using any other cock but mine."

By Jeeves

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