Club Zima

Story by HotDemon669 on SoFurry

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A story about a struggling club owner and a young DJ who helps the club gain traction with the locals. Bit of a short story, around 1500 words.


It's been a long time since I've written anything, not just erotica. I hope you guys enjoy the little story I brought together. Do not read any further if you're considered underage, or just don't like male on male furry sex. Enjoy.

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Viktor Stepanov sighed, sitting down at his desk. The large white bear looked over the documents, his club was struggling. Club Zima, a struggling club in Brooklyn, New York, needed cash soon or it was going to go under.

Viktor needed to find a way to get some more customers in his dance club. The big bear decided to make a few calls and emails, trying to find a talent to attract some new customers. A few calls later, and Viktor found someone called DJ Bane, a local DJ who's been getting a fair amount of attention lately. The bear finds a small website show-casing the black wolf's talents. Small sound clips on the side to hear some of his works. Viktor clicks and listens. They sound pretty good, a kind of EDM sound that people can dance to.

Viktor contacts the wolf through the site, leaving his information.

About an hour later Viktor received an email back,

Dear Mr. Stepanov,

I am interested in preforming at your club. We should meet in person to discuss the details. Let me know what time and place works best for you. Here is a sample of my work, I hope it is a good fit for your club.

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Thank you for the offer,

Dante Winters (DJ Bane)

Attached to the email was a sample of DJ Bane's work, a remix of a popular song that people could dance to. The big bear liked the sound, and emailed Dante back. The date was set, Friday and 8pm, at the club to discuss the details.

Friday came around soon enough. Dante came into the club, standing about 5'10, fairly fit, wearing a black t-shirt with a white skull on it, dark blue jeans, and a pair of headphones around his neck.

The black-furred wolf smiles softly, telling one of the Club Zima employees that he's here to speak to the owner.

She nods, and goes to fetch Viktor. A moment later, a large white bear walks out of his office and greets Dante. Viktor offers a big paw, Dante shakes his paw.

"Good to meet you, I hear DJ Bane is starting to get a lot of traction." Viktor says.

Dante smiles softly, "Thank you, I've been building my name up with social media,but playing at a club would be a step in the right direction."

The large bear and wolf discuss the details of the partnership; payment, benefits and such. Within the week Dante signed a contract, and will be playing at Club Zima 4 nights a week. Viktor gets Kathy, a young waitress who's kind enough to manage the club's webpage as well (with a little extra pay). Soon ClubZima.com has DJ Bane photos and info on the page, getting some attention online.

DJ Bane really helped out Club Zima, attracting a decent local crowd on Fridays and the weekend, enough to get the club out of financial troubles and in the black.

Viktor was very pleased his club was no longer operating in the red, being able to pay the bills on time put his mind at ease.

The club was making enough to be able to invest a little on updating the place, adding some lights, and a few new speakers around the dance floor. One morning, after the club closed and the employees were getting ready to leave, Viktor asked Dante to come to his office.

After Dante packed his bag he went to Viktor's office, a silver plate on the door Viktor Stepanov: Owner it reads. Dante knocks on the door. A deep voice inside, with just a slight Russian accent, "Come in."

Dante opens the door, "You wished to see me Mr. Stepanov?" the younger black wolf asked, unsure what the meeting was about.

"Yes, yes, close the door please." The large, older bear said. Dante does so, shutting the door before sitting down across from Viktor.

"You've done my club very good past few weeks. I'm very happy I found you, Dante." Viktor smiles a big grin.

The younger wolf smiled softly, "I'm glad, you have a great club here."

"A club you helped keep in business. I'd like to reward you, if that's alright?" the large Russian bear said, staring at the young wolf's body.

"Sure, what sort of reward?" Dante asks, curious what the big bear has in mind.

"What would you like?"

Dante looked over the big Russian bear, "I think you know. I'm sure you noticed."

"People would talk, if we did that." Viktor said, a little flustered.

"Only if people found out, which they won't." Dante stood up, locking the office door. "You're a big sexy bear, and I want you." The young wolf stated, not beating around the bush with hints and innuendo anymore.

"If you want, we can always go back to my place. But I don't think I can wait for my reward that long." the young wolf grinned. Dante took off his shirt, tossing it into the corner, showing off his fit young body, covered in a dark fur.

The wolf approached the older bear, slowly leaning down and kissing Viktor. Their tongues played with one another. Dante reached down, slowly unbuttoning Viktor's dress shirt, starting with the top button.

It had been a long time since Viktor had this kind of fun. Most people were frightened off by his large size, beer belly, or his age, this young wolf before him seemed to find those qualities attractive. Dante finally got the buttons undone, the older white bear now exposed, his big gut hanging out. Dante rubbed the polar bear belly, enjoying it.

"You one of those...chubby chasers?" Viktor asked. Dante nodded, "I've always had a thing for bigger men." The young wolf leaned down, licking Viktor's nipples with his hot, rough tongue. Viktor couldn't help but moan, it's been so long since he's felt the touch of someone else. The big white bear growled softly as the young wolf played with his body.

Dante slowly licked down Viktor's body. Soon the wolf was unbuttoning and unzipping Viktor's jeans. Viktor lifted his body, letting the young wolf pull off his pants, left in his boxers. Dante eagerly rubbing and licking the bear's bulge made the bulge grow larger, thicker. Dante slipped the boxers off, revealing the fat bear cock, half hard before him. Dante eagerly licked the tip, sucking on the foreskin as Viktor grew more and more erect. The rough wolf tongue on his thick member drove Viktor crazy. The big bear moaned softly as the young wolf went down on him.

Dante enjoyed himself, sucking on the older bear, massaging his low hanging furry balls.

Dante was soon deep-throating the huge bear cock, swallowing as much of the fat 14-inch Russian bear cock as he could. Viktor held the back of the young wolf's head with his big paw, "That's it little one, suck my cock." he grinned, watching his fat bear dick disappearing into the wolf's hot muzzle. The young wolf's tongue lapped at the underside of the bear's cock, doing his best to pleasure the big bear.

"Keep this up, and I'll give you a tasty treat little wolf." Viktor grinned, rather enjoying himself.

Dante sucked on the big bear cock with gusto, wanting that tasty treat. His hot mouth covering the massive 14 inch cock in hot saliva, audibly slurping on Viktor's meat. The big bear moaned, his cock throbbing, precum leaking out of the head like a faucet. Dante moaned, enjoying the flavor of this big Russian cock. Viktor roared as he flooded the young wolf's muzzle with thick, salty cum. The wolf eagerly swallowed all of it, like a hungry slut.

"And that is the tale of how Club Zima was saved from shutting down, and how Viktor and Dante first met. I was working at the bar and could hear those two having fun all the way in Viktor's office" Nora said, toasting to the happy couple to a blushing wedding crowd.

I hope you guys enjoyed the story, it's been forever since I've posted anything, so I might be a little rusty. I'm trying to get into the rhythm of writing something every day, whether it be working on my novel, some poetry, scripts or erotica. I'll try to have less time in between posts for you guys, but no promises.