Rejection? I don't think so...
Classical music, romantic atmosphere, good food and the faint sound of laughter and mingling fills the air at the annual Corpotek Valentine ball. It's always been an annual event, an event that Charles hated ever since he started working there 5 odd years ago. He's got no problem with going out and having fun, he's always been a fun-loving lion, but this is just silly as it's always so... formal.
The middle aged lion stands up from his seat, it's the second year in a row he's attending alone. He devorced his wife 3 years ago since she cheated on him in the worst of ways, she cheated on him with his sister. Ever since then he never went on a date, he didn't search for someone new. He looks down at his flabby stomach, "Maybe I need to get rid of this beer belly before even trying to look for someone new." he says, making an obvious excuse to not find a new mate. He looks around, all the guests are having a good time, it seems he's the only one who hates these things. "Ugh, time to hit the loo." he thinks further to himself.
The door creaks open as Charles enters the men's room, only one other guy is there. George, the head of personnel, is standing comfortably at one of the stalls. As per the unwritten male rule, Charles chooses to go to a stall that's three stalls away from George. As he stands there, his curiosity gets the better of him and he glares over to George's crotch.
The male bull has a dick unlike he's ever seen before, it looks like he could just flop it out in front of his wife and she'd instantly get an orgasm. It's not long or overly huge, it's just the perfect length and girth, and for a moment he wondered what it would feel like to have it up his ass. George shoves his shaft back in his pants and zips up his fly, making Charles quickly look away as he's finished too.
He joins George at the sinks, washing their paws. "Charles from accounting?", words uttered from the 38 year old bull's mouth.
"Yes, you must be George, head of personnel." the lion replies.
"Yeah, that's me." he says, staring at his reflection in the mirror for a while. "I noticed you were staring at my crotch earlier" he says.
"Really? I was just curious as to how it... uhm... I just peeked for curiousity's sake. That's all, really. I'm not gay!" Charles tries to excuse himself.
George laughs. "I know, I know. I just said that I noticed. So, are you impressed?" he asks.
Charles decides to just tell the truth, no one else is here after all. "Yeah, pretty much."
George takes it a little further, "Do you want to suck it?" he asks with a sinister smile on his face.
"Hell no!" Charles shouts, "Why the hell would I want to suck you dick?" he asks.
"Since I saw you staring at my shaft, I thought you just may as well want to suck it." He confesses.
"Well, I don't" Charles angrily admits and he storms out of the bathroom.
George stands baffled in the bathroom. He's just been denied sex? He's never been denied before. In fact, girls have been falling over their feet to get a taste of his meat, "This isn't the end Charles, I'll get what I want, I always do." he says as he already starts to plan his revenge.
It's three weeks later, late at night and Charles is buried under paper work. He hates working overtime, even if he has nothing much to go home to. "Fuck it, I'm going home. No one should work until 22:30 at night." he musters to himself as he starts packing up. "What's not done now, can be done tomorrow.", he continues to tell himself. He closes and locks his door and walks down the hallway, the darkness feels like it's consuming him. He's always been a little afraid of dark corners, then again, who isn't.
He hurries down to the parking lot, his car is the only one left. He feels around for his ticket, the automatic card machine won't let him exit with his car otherwise. Suddenly he feels a huge, strong muscular paw slap on his shoulder and shivers shoot down his spine. Another paw shoves his chest onto the hood of his car, keeping him down. The paw that once touched his shoulder, feels him down the side of his body and to the front of his pants. Slowly it starts to unbuckle his belt.
By now, Charles knows what is happening to him, but he's held down so hard that he can't see who's behind him. Then, as his pants are pulled down, he hears the words, "Being head of personnel gives me a lot of advantages.". He instantly recognizes George's voice, then he hears the terrible sound of George's fly opening up and feels his cock line up with his butthole.
"You just could've sucked it at the ball, and nothing would've come from it. Now you're going to be punished, little kitty." George's voice continues from behind him.
Then, Charles decides to let go. Let go of all thought, all resistance, all sad memories. He hasn't done anything irresponsible in years, and now he has the perfect oppertunity.
"Take me, fuck me, don't hold back." he replies.
"You're going to wish you never said that, now are you going to be a nice pussy and play along?" George asks.
"Oh yes, I will" he replies. As he said that, a huge force shoves from behind. For a moment, it feels like his hole is being torn apart as a rock hard shaft is being forced up his ass all the way until he can feel the bull's balls against the base of his tail. He roars loudly.
"Yes, you little slut. You're going to take me like a woman." George continues as he starts to slide his cock in and out of Charles' ass, while feeling the lion's back up as he is still being pressed against the car's hood. Charles' cock starts to get harder with every thrust, it gets too big for the space between his abdomen and the side of the car and with every thrust presses harder against the body of the car, making the lion moan from pleasure.
The thrusts get harder and harder and more and more pleasurable, the moans from the huge bull behind him gets louder and louder until the bull shouts from the top of his lungs as his cock sends all his baby juice up Charles sore, burning ass.
George lifts his paws from the hurt lion's back, giving the feline the chance to stand up straight and look at him. "Did youi like that?" he asks Charles, trying to catch his breath.
"Yeah, but now it's your turn." Charles replies, yearning to return the favour. He pulls his pants all the way down and instructs George to lie down on the cold floor of the parking area. He slowly unbuttons the bull's shirt, revealing his average chest. Not muscled, but not too flabby or fatty either. "Fuck, he really is perfect" Charles thinks to himself as he sticks his short but thick lion cock into George's mouth. The feeling of the hot moist tongue forces pre to leak from the tip of his shaft as he starts to fuck the bull's head slowly, increasing the pace with every thrust.
George plays with his fingers on the lion's wet, sticky ass. Sticking his finger in slightly as the lion still fucks his face. He feels as the lions balls rub and slap on his chin and then Charles flings his body backwards as he plucks his dick from George's mouth and sends his cum all over the bull's chest.
Tired, he falls onto the cold floor next to George. After fifteen minutes or so, they force themselves to get up and go home for some more fun...
To be continued???
Hmmmmm, could be the start of a new series. I just wrote tonight because I need some practice to get into this again, or to not lose any of the little practice/talent I have. Anyways, it's a pretty short story and gets right to the point.
What do you guys think? Would you like to read more of these two or should I finish off the other story first?(That story being Father Figure). Also tell me what you thought of this story in particular. I need all the comments/advice I can get if I ever want to improve even in the slightest.