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Jake With Keith

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by

Gruffy

2018-2019

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Dang!

Jacob Borley is back, and this time he is getting the special treatment, I think. Nice! As always, I shall look forward to your feedback and remember that all votes, faves, watches and shares on your social media will help others to find these stories to enjoy as well!

Commissioned by Hammerfist - Jacob belongs to him.

Cheers!

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"Hey there dude! Jacob! Yo!"

Jake was very much minding his own business when he heard someone yell out his name. As the lion glanced over his shoulder, he was still rather sure that it was just a coincidence. The name wasn't exactly an uncommon one. There had to be Jacobs wandering around the campus every day, and some of them were called out as they went on their merry way. Assuming that someone really would be out there and vying for his attention seemed presumptuous.

"Jacob! Heya!"

He saw the source of the call alright. A shiny black car had pulled over on the other side of the road, with the signal on, and the driver's side window was rolled open. A black cat wearing sunglasses was peering out of the window.

Jake frowned. As he looked across the street, the stranger on the car window raised a paw and gave him a wave.

"Yo! I'll drive to that parking space near that sign over there, let's talk!" the black cat gestured.

This only made Jake feel more puzzled.

"Are you sure you're talking to the right person?" he called out.

The stranger's ears flicked curiously. He removed the sunglasses into one of his paws and then grinned. This allowed recognition. The black furred male was familiar to him after all. They'd only met once, but it had been...memorable, all told.

"Oh!" Jake exclaimed mildly. "It's you. From the big party."

"That's right!" came the reply. "I'm blocking the road here, dude, let me drive over there and we can catch up?"

Jake still felt unsure and somewhat puzzled by this sudden invitation, but decided to go with it. Certainly it didn't happen every day that someone driving an expensive car rolled next to him and wanted to talk. They were in public, too. It wasn't like he had been asked to jump into the said car. He might've not owned a TV at the present but he had seen the afterschool specials as a kid.

"Okay!" he yelped.

"Sweet!"

The black panther rolled the window closed and immediately hit the pedal to zoom down the road. Jake's ears flicked at the wroom of the engine revving up. The brake lights came on almost immediately as the car swiveled into the nearby parking lot by the Theoretical Physics building. That left Jake to walk the 50 yards or so, and to cross the street before he was there as well. The black car, which he now recognized as a BMW, was parked next to a shabby Ford that made the panther's car look even nicer in comparison. It probably belonged to someone in the faculty.

A few other students were admiring the car from the distance when Jake finally arrived. The panther only stepped out once Jake reached the car. He was as tall as Jake remembered, and filled out the black suit well. Sleeves of a white shirt peeked from underneath on the wrists and around the neckline, and they were the only non-black thing on the panther. Even the shoes and the socks were black, Jake realized, as he did a quick once-over on him. He felt self-conscious as a result. He must've looked as terrible as the dirty old car, compared to the shiny, pretty panther.

The older male didn't act like he thought that way, however. He removed his sunglasses again and pocketed them before reaching with both paws to pat Jake's arms.

"I was sure it was you, I'm glad that I did see you correctly!" the panther sounded enthusiastic as he spoke. "How're you doing?"

Jake wasn't certain how to deal with such ebullient behavior, especially from someone he hardly knew, but the red-maned lion decided to go with the calm and polite response.

"Alright, thanks," he said, "Keith, yeah?"

"That's me," the panther flicked a casual ear at the lion in front of him. "I know it's been a while since the party, so don't worry if I didn't ring a bell immediately, haha."

His laughter made the insides of Jake's ears warm up a little. He had definitely not forgotten the black panther, and didn't think there really was a chance he could have. Keith was attractive in every conventional way, right from the visible muscles to the charming smile and very confident attitude bordering on cocky.

In other words, Jake thought, Keith was incredibly way beyond his league. Jake didn't even really know what his own league was yet.

"I remember you alright," Jake said. "Guess it'd be odd if I didn't..."

"Well there was a bunch of people there," the panther said, "although we did spend some time together."

His smile broadened. Jake felt a twinge below his waistband for that. The black panther was probably remembering just how well they did get to know each other in a short space of time.

"Yeah," Jake said.

"One hell of a party," said Keith. "It got pretty wild at times."

Jake could swear the panther licked his bottom lip,very quickly, when he said that. The flash of pink didn't help with the swelling state that threatened his undergarments. Jake was sure that the baggy jeans would keep it from being seen. The panther would probably be amused by the fact that he was so easily affected by even such a small gesture.

"Yeah," Jake said. He didn't how else to describe it without making a fool of himself, especially in public.

"it can happen with that tiger, yeah," Keith said. "He knows the right people to make it all happen."

Jake rubbed the back of his neck. It felt funny to be having that kind of a conversation, let alone at the parking lot with college kids milling past them. The pretty car was still getting a few looks from them.

"I've noticed that," Jake said.

Another big smile from the panther. His black ears flicked back and forth amiably, as did his tail.

"So...uh...are you here to see Druff....Professor Druff, I mean?" Jake asked. It seemed like a good reason for the cat to drive through the campus.

"Naah," the black panther grinned. "Was just taking this baby out on a spin."

He patted the car, the paint as dark as his pelt, and left his paw there on the top. Jake nodded.

"It's a pretty sweet car," Jake said, "I don't know much about them but this does look great."

"It's a fun car," Keith agreed, "just a rental, obviously..."

"Obviously," Jake deadpanned.

The panther got the tone. He stroked pads against the shiny metal and smiled.

"...but I like having nice wheels when I need to get around," Keith said. "Don't always have the time to drive myself but when I do...yeah, wheels!"

"Guess I can't blame you there," Jake said.

"You wanna try it out?"

Jake's ears perked.

"The car?"

"Well what else?" the panther smirked.

Jake could think of a bunch of panther things he could want to try out, but held his tongue in his muzzle for now.

"Of course if you're busy..."

"Not really," Jake admitted. "Was just heading back to my place."

"Then I'll give you a lift!" the panther cheered. "Least I can do."

Jake raised his brow bemusedly.

"I'm fairly sure it's not along your route," he said.

"So?" chuckled the panther. "I thought I already told you that I was just driving around anyway. Wherever it is, I'll go there."

"Even to the other side of town?" Jake suggested.

"You don't look like you intended to walk across the town."

"I don't know if I should be insulted," Jake said.

The panther slithered past him and to the other side of the car.

"Come on...once you'll smell the leather, you won't want to get out," said Keith, opening the passenger's side.

Jake chuffed at the panther's chauffeur-like behavior.

"...maybe I'll just take a sniff from the door," he said.

Slightly dubious or not, Jake did find himself stepping over to the door that had been opened to him. He could smell the leather from a distance, even, followed by heated steel. The car must've been running for a while.

The cat didn't exaggerate the other virtues of his car's sensory pleasures. The seats were black leather with orange stitching,. So were parts of the inside panels of the doors. The interior was pleasantly cool despite the sunlight that kept beaming down on them. Jake did duck his head in so that he could better appreciate it. The scent of leather did grow more intense, as did that of the panther. He must've sweated a little, even with the surely arctic power air conditioning.

Sweat and leather, Jake thought. Just like the first time he'd met the panther. And Keith was close, too. He'd moved so that he was not behind the door but rather between the door and Jake, who was still looking inside the car. Jake was sure that if he moved his tail he would flick it against the older cat's legs. He got a little thrill out of that.

"You should put the bag on the back seat."

He almost jumped, from the voice coming so close. The smartly dressed panther's breath tickled near his ear. The lion was glad he hadn't slammed his head to the doorframe.

Jake dipped his head out of the car. He rotated himself so that he was facing the black cat.

"I didn't say yet that I was gonna accept the ride," Jake said.

The panther grinned, a kind of a lopsided smile that revealed one corner of his maw, a flash of a pearly white canine with it.

"And you didn't even try the seat yet," Keith said. "Once you feel that leather under you, and then the engine starts to purr..."

The heat that had persisted on the insides of Jake's ears threatened to spread down further and over his cheeks.

"You're really into this car," Jake said.

"I'm into nice things," Keith said. "Aren't you?"

"Sure," the lion said. "I just usually have bad luck getting them. Unlike you, I guess."

Jake knew that he was lacking in experience in a lot of things, but he recognized the look on the panther's eyes. It probably helped that he had seen it before, targeting several individuals with Jake included in that mix. It made Jake feel even hornier, and he found himself contemplating the possibility that he would succumb to the panther's obvious advances and reach a wholly new level of sluttiness by being picked right off the street for sex.

"You think?" the panther replied.

That he did not doubt for a moment. Keith had the the lion boxed in between himself and the sensuous interior of the car. He continued to smile, confident, handsome, perfectly at ease with the ruthless flirting he performed in public. It made Jake feel self-conscious, even if he knew that probably nobody who was passing them knew who he was. Most of them only saw the car, he thought.

"Yup," Jake said.

"I believe in success when success is warranted," said the black cat.

"Like when you zoom around this city in your nice suit and your even nicer car and honk at random lions?"

"I didn't honk!" the panther laughed. Jake smiled, too. He felt too shy to actually laugh along.

"Well you get the picture," Jake said.

"You're starting to make me wonder about my success rate now."

Jake shrugged.

"I'm not playing hard to get, " the lion said. "I'm not even sure I know how."

Keith reached over and patted Jake's shoulder. Even that casual touch was enough to send a new tingle all the way down to his balls and his already throbbing cock. Jake's tail made a little flip behind him, the tip under the car door. He nearly brushed it again. For Jake, touching the car was almost like touching the panther himself.

"Then you'll accept the lift?" the cat said. "Maybe with a drink to go with it?"

"You think that me being drunk will make it easier?" Jake returned.

"I don't know about you but I'm getting pretty thirsty," Keith said.

Jake was fairly sure that it wasn't possible to put it more bluntly than that, especially not the way the panther was looking at him at the moment.

"Well," the lion said, as he began to pull off his pack, "backseat?"

The smirking cat moved to open the passenger's side door

*

"Almost there..."

The traffic had gotten heavier since they left the campus, but was still tolerable. Jake didn't mind it, not really. He was getting a lift, and got to enjoy the air conditioning that not only cooled him down but circulated the panther's delicious scent back and forth to his nose.

"Sweet," Jake said.

The corner of Keith's muzzle lifted a little. He was concentrated on not bumping at the rear of the Ford in front of them, and did not look at the lion for now. Jake's eyes lingered on the line of the shirt collar that divided the black fabric of his suit from the equally dark fur. The light made the mottles hiding in it more apparent. Jake found that kind of cool. He wasn't entirely sure if their patterning made the cat a jaguar or a leopard, under the dark base tone. Maybe he'd ask at some point.

"I hope you'll like it," the panther said.

Jake was sure that once the panther had brought up a hotel as a venue for their refreshments, he'd been happy enough to follow him to a motel with a history of serial killings, as long as it meant continuing to share a small private space with the cat.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," Jake said. The words sounded awkward to him. He hoped the panther didn't find them too laughable.

"I've been pretty happy," the panther noted. "The food isn't half bad either."

Jake's ears flicked curiously.

"Planning to treat me to a dinner too now?"

"Depends on how hungry I get," Keith said.

They stopped at an intersection. Jake adjusted his footpaws and his tail nervously. He wanted to adjust the front of his pants, too, but didn't risk it. Maybe groping himself would be too blatant a gesture at that point. Then again, he was really doing a lot of things he hadn't expected to be doing when he woke up in the morning.

"Oh right there..." Keith said as they veered right from the intersection and headed down the street. "Over there!"

He looked, he did alright. Jake couldn't really believe what he was about to do when Keith pulled up in front of the hotel he spied through the windshield. The black panther put the gear on free and glanced at him, still wearing his Aviator glasses.

"Ready to go up?" the cat grinned.

"Sure," the lion replied mildly. "It looks like a big place..."

"Sweet," Keith said. "Just take your stuff and get up. I can see the guy coming over already."

"The guy?" Jake asked. He felt kind of stupid as he reached for his backpack between the seats. it was a bit awkward but he didn't want to spend time at it when they were out of the car.

"That guy," the panther nodded through the windshield. A coyote wearing a red waistcoat was approaching the car. "He's gonna park the car for me."

Jake's ears drooped.

"Oh right," he said, "valet...stuff. Like in expensive restaurants."

"Exactly," Keith said. "You're catching on."

Jake looked at the front of the hotel again, with its gilded revolving door and the large lit sign that named it as 'THE THIRSK', and said nothing more. It looked fancy enough to have people there to do your parking for you. Jake hadn't realized that the panther was about to take him to a place that was that nice. Maybe to one that belonged to a chain, the same blandness found from each city. This looked something else.

He didn't really have the time to think about it much more for they had to move on. There was a doorman, in a long coat and a top hat, white gloves and all, who opened the door for him.

"Good afternoon, sir!" the badger greeted him. "Welcome to the Thirsk!"

The coyote opened the driver's door and allowed the large panther to get out of the car. Jake got out of his own side in time to see Keith deposit his keys to the coyote's outstretched paw, followed by a folded 10-dollar note.

"Thanks!" the cat said, very casually, like he really knew how to spend money.

Keith procured a leather suitcase and then moved about the car, just as it crawled away. He joined Jake's side and patted his paw against the lion's shoulder.

"Come on, little dude," the panther said. "You look like you need that drink."

Jake wanted to make a comment about what he really needed, but bit it back. They were in the company of others, after all. He was having too much gawking to do when the panther walked him over through the shiny revolving door and into the marbled lobby. A wolverine woman ambled past them, carrying enough diamonds on her ears and neck that Jake thought that she could probably buy Jake's parent's house with them. Throw in the neighbour's house, too, he thought hysterically.

"You always stay in places like this?" Jake asked.

"When I can!" the panther said. "You like it?"

"It's...nice," Jake mused.

"My room's up on the fifth floor, come on," Keith said.

They had to wait at the row of elevators for one to arrive to the lobby. Jake was feeling more and more antsy. He felt slightly unsure of the reasons why he was at the hotel in the first place. Getting picked up on the street by someone he barely knew was definitely a new one for him. The memories of their first encounter were enough to make the insides of his ears heat up again. His boner had not subsided during the drive.

Standing next to the panther didn't help that feeling at all.

He could smell the larger feline's scent. In this proximity, it overshadowed the miasma of personal odors that floated throughout the lobby. The air conditioning was adding something else to it, to mask the mess. Sandalwood and vanilla, Jake thought. It even followed them into the elevator, which soon started on its way up with a whirr.

He felt instantly and immediately awkward when the doors closed and he was alone with the panther again. They didn't talk very, much in the car during the ride to the hotel. They hadn't done a lot of talking at the party either, now that Jake thought about it. His tongue had been otherwise occupied most of the time. It made his tail wriggle unconsciously. Jake felt it brush against the panther's leg. This time it really was an accident. The taller cat looked at him. it was impossible to tell what his gaze looked like, considering he was still wearing the dark shades.

"I've got some stuff to drink at the hotel room," Keith said, "If you'd still like some."

"Uh...sure," Jake said.

The panther smiled, broad enough that Jake could see a hint of his teeth. They were pearly. As expensive as the shoes, the suit, and the wristwatch. Jake was sure he'd only ever seen one like that on TV.

While he looked at the panther's right wrist, his left paw sneaked behind the lion and then dropped so that he could cup his palm over Jake's butt. Jake's tail bounced anew from the sudden, bold touch. The relatively public space of the elevator made it even more exciting. Anyone could step in at the next floor and catch the panther standing suspiciously close to the lion, his arm draped behind him, doing heavens knew what while Jake pretended that it didn't happen.

Jake felt it alright. He felt the warmth of the panther's muscular body, and the way the arm draped down along Jake's back until the paw came to a rest on the base of his tail. The older cat didn't exactly squeeze it, but let his fingers linger.

"I'm sure we'll get to the drink at some point," Keith said.

Jake both heard and felt the purr rumbling out of the panther. It made his cheeks warm and the the front of his pants tighten up. Jake was glad that he was dangling his backpack from his paws like a briefcase, covering everything suspicious. He was even more thankful for it when the elevator did come to a stop on the fourth floor and a middle-aged cougar and cougaress couple entered. They were both wearing sumptuous bathrobes and hotel issue slippers.

Jake's heart and his stomach gave a quick jolt upon the appearance of intruders into his quiet, blissful privacy with the panther. Keith steered him tactfully towards the rear end of the elevator car so that there was plenty of room for the newcomers. Keith tilted his head politely at them, and received an equally contrite reply. Jake saw the gentleman cougar hit the button for the ninth floor. The doors closed, the elevator hummed, and soon they were up on their floor.

Jake was glad to get out of the elevator. They had to pass the intimidating cougars before stepping into the pastel-colored foyer. Jake did not find anything much of note there, nor in the hallway he was led to. Just the same kind of nondescript carpeting, and the strange, artificial smell that tried to cover all the other scents around.

"Here we go!" Keith announced.

The keycard looked extremely ordinary to Jake, when the panther slipped it into the reader on the door. Maybe he had expected it too to be gilded or something, or have a pretty drawing it, Jake thought wryly to himself. He felt like a complete asshole already by the time the panther opened the hotel room door and let him in first.

It was hardly a suite, Jake decided, on the initial glance. The bed was big and took up a large chunk of the available floor space. An armchair and a small table were tucked to the other side, and he walked past the door into what he presumed was the bathroom to the left. The room wasn't huge but it was very neat and clean. Jake's nose told him as much upon entering.

"I know it's not much," Keith said, as if reading Jake's mind. "But I don't like paying for empty space. If I'm only going to sleep here, what's the point?"

The big panther moved deeper into the room, tail moving busily behind him. Jake veered towards the bed to give Keith some more space. The leather briefcase flopped onto the armchair quickly, the sunglasses, a phone and a wallet soon to follow on the table next to it. Jake watched him unloading his life curiously. It was an oddly intimate thing, in a way., to see the panther drop everything he carried with him.

Keith did notice him staring, too.

"You like the room?" he smirked.

Jake shrugged.

"It's like you said," Jake said, "not huge, but comfy. I like it."

The panther was unbuttoning his suit jacket. Jake thought that he was sending out a further helping of feline musk out from its confines.

"Get comfortable, if you like," Keith observed. "I can get that drink too, if that's how you want to start."

'Start what exactly?' Jake's treacherous mind formed the question, but he did not voice it. He had some fairly good, and very detailed ideas that were threatening to surface.

Instead, he nodded.

"Sure!"

Jake unzipped his own light jacket, but did not take it off yet. He was unsure where to put it. The panther put his suit jacket onto a hanger on the open coat rack on the wall on the other side of the bed. He hung it next to another dark suit that was inside a dry cleaner's bag. The white shirt underneath was tucked under his belt. That certainly did not hide the panther's ass from Jake's curious eyes.

The lion's cock twitched. With the panther's all black ensemble it was easy to imagine him the way he had seen the cat for the first time, wearing next to nothing. His current clothing hardly counted as fetish attire, at least in Jake's mind, but he could understand why some people got aroused by a well-dressed man. Certainly the gentlemanly clothing only highlighted the grace of Keith's movements. He was not a small man, but the clothes had a slim fit cut and they clung on him at all the right places.

Jake had only gotten as far as kicking off his sneakers by the time Keith returned from the coat rack. The black panther smiled broadly, and very confidently, upon his approach to stand in front of the lion. A rumble rose from his throat that made Jake want to bury his muzzle against it, just so that he could feel it, straight from the source.

"What are you looking at?" Keith said.

Jake was slightly startled by the sudden question. His eyes snapped from the panther's neck to his face again. That cocky smile still remained on his dark, mottled muzzle.

"You, I guess?" Jake offered.

The panther ruffled a paw through the lion's ruddy mane. Keith let his fingers come to a rest on the back of Jake's neck. The other big paw cupped his muzzle.

"Good," Keith said.

The black cat licked Jake's lips before he covered them with his own. It was not a hurried kiss but one that the panther let linger. His tongue was in it right from the start, stroking and probing till Jake gasped and let it pass between his own lips and get a taste of his maw. Jake's paws landed on the panther's arms and held to him while they kissed. They hadn't done too much of that yet earlier, which made it a new, pleasant experience for the lion to try.

The panther kissed the way Jake would expect him to, and it was different to every other kiss he had had so far. His tongue was a spear that flicked in and out of Jake's muzzle, exploring his taste. It was a kiss full of purrs, and Keith's fingers pulled and stroked on his mane as he did so. Now that it was just the two of them, the lion could confirm that the panther did smell great. A healthy amount of musk after being up and about all day, that was for sure, and on top of that, arousal. There was no mistaking that. Keith's huge erection pressed against Jake's belly, between their bodies. It made Jake wonder just how long he had been boned up. Perhaps he had not been the only one to wander through the hotel with an erect prick. The thought turned Jake on and prompted him to purr and moan into the kiss.

"Hmrmhmh..." Keith moved his paw down Jake's back and onto his ass again. He both squeezed on the young lion's rump and pulled their lower bodies into more firm contact. Jake ground their crotches together in the hopes of getting an even better feel on what the panther was packing, a promise of further fun to come. It wasn't like he didn't know what the cat was hiding in those enviably tight pants of his, but Jake was eager to reacquaint himself.

"Oh you like that?" the panther husked into their kiss.

Jake cracked his eyes open a little to look at the panther. He hadn't even realized that he had closed them earlier. It'd only been natural to do so while getting his tongue bathed and poked by Keith's own.

"Yeah," Jake breathed out. "Really good."

Keith bit down on the lion's lower lip. Jake couldn't help but moan into the renewed kiss. The panther twisted his fingers in Jake's mane, claws against his skin. The prickling felt wonderful. The paw on his ass was exciting and suggested a deeper desire in the panther. Jake couldn't decide whether to push his hips backwards to meet it, or just grind forward to the panther's groin. He just ended up humping back and forth.

"You like it when someone shows you who's the boss, dontcha?" Keith smirked.

"I do," Jake whispered. It felt exciting and dirty to say it aloud. It felt good.

"That so?" the panther pulled harder on his mane. Keith made him really feel it, made his head pull backwards towards the tug. Jake's eyes turned to the panther's.

"I'll be your fucking tailraising bitch if that's what it takes," Jake blurted. Both the horniness and the panther's proximity made him much less self-conscious about his language. That didn't stop him from blushing furiously as he said it. The Southern good boy guilt made it feel a bit more delicious, Jake decided.

Keith's eyes narrowed at the sound of the lion's promise of sorts. The rumble rising from his chest and his throat sounded dangerous to Jake, and very sexy. He looked back at Jake hungrily. It appeared that Keith too was letting the masks of street propriety drop, one by one. His face was now more reminiscent of the one he had worn at the party. His eyes alone were a threat to the virtue of everyone around him.

"That's one way to do it," the panther said. His paw made a point of wrapping fingers around Jake's tail and giving it a tug. That was delicious. It made Jake moan again, even with the slight smarting from his scalp.

Keith dipped his muzzle down and went for Jake's neck. He was still pulling on Jake's mane, which meant that he had easy access to the now exposed swath of fur and skin. His teeth clamped down in a wet bite. It made Jake gasp at first, then to hold his breath. The lion felt his body fall limp in the panther's arms. The bite was such a primal gesture that it was probably the most natural response to the intensity of the sensation. The growl and the rumbling only made it more so. The older cat's sexual energy was flowing into him and ravishing him. Jake found himself a willing recipient.

"Ah..." he moaned with abandon.

The panther let go of his throat, purring with satisfaction. He licked and nibbled the spot he had already ravished with his teeth. Jake tried to clutch onto Keith's body with whatever strength he had left. The panther felt entirely solid and unshaken in comparison. His body was hot, attractive, welcoming. His arms encircled Jake's body, his paws cupped the lion's ass cheeks and fondled the possessively while also apparently holding the lion up to himself. It didn't seem to take any effort from him.

"Enjoying yourself?" Keith mused.

Jake rolled his eyes. He had recovered enough wits for his sarcasm abilities to make a resurgence.

"No, almost fell asleep," Jake said.

The panther's eyes narrowed, but this time with mirth. He pulled on the lion's hips with his paws and ground their dicks more closely together after the moment's lapse due to Jake's swooning maneuver. The new upsurge of pleasure from the renewed grinding made the mottled cat's breathing louder. Jake mostly felt the silky cloth of the shirt under his own paws, with solid panther beneath.

Keith moved his paws up, under the hem of Jake's open jacket, then even higher, pushing on the arms.

"You don't need this here," the panther mused.

Jake untangled his paws and arms from the dark cat so that Keith could remove the jacket from him. It fell rumpled down to the floor. The panther's gaze was intent on him and made Jake feel like he was on the spot.

"And definitely don't need this either," Keith brushed his fingers against Jake's shoulders.

"Am I over - or underdressed for this place, then?" Jake asked. He knew that his jacket, the sweater, and his jeans were a far cry from the panther's cover model garb. He was comfortable in it but the hotel guests probably thought he was a bum who had sneaked in.

"Definitely too many clothes for what I want to do," Keith said. "And I know you definitely want it too, Jacob..."

The cat's paw moved with the renowned feline swiftness, to grab the front of Jake's jeans. The squeeze made him almost yowl. The panther's groping was gleeful and not very gentle either.

"Uh...huh..owhh..." Jake panted, hips threatening to hump the panther's paw. He bit his lip, quickly. "Are you trying to make me spunk my jeans?"

The panther didn't let go.

"That'd be hot..." Keith said.

He administered another squeeze before moving his paw higher, to the lion's belt buckle.

"Come on...I wanna see that hard dick," the panther murmured, "maybe play with it a bit before I'm gonna show you what you've been missing out on."

Jake huffed.

"I guess I'd rather play with yours," the lion said.

Keith, who had the height advantage, flicked his tongue against Jake's nosepad. It made the lion sneeze loudly.

"Ugh!"

"Let's see it," the panther nodded down towards Jake's groin.

"Well you already started opening it up," Jake chuckled.

He tilted his hips upwards so that his belt bumped against the panther's fingers. The black cat snorted, but kept on smiling. He spared both of his paws for the otherwise fumbly task of getting the lion's belt buckle undone. Jake watched the proceedings intently. It was seriously erotic to have someone else take his pants off for him. When that someone also happened to be a well-dressed, sexy, confident man, it was all good for the lion. He found his tail bouncing antsily behind him, against the bed.

Keith didn't take long. The belt and the studs didn't stand much of a chance under his deft touch, much like Jake's sensibilities in general when it came to having them manipulated by this panther. The dark-furred fingers soon slipped under his waistband and moved beneath it to the lion's hips. Jake awaited, heart pounding away while Keith played peekaboo.

"Hehe..." the panther noted when Jake's penis flopped out into view. He was fully hard, pointy and needy, and his musk spread out now that it was free.

"Are you laughing at my dick?" Jake asked. He was only half-serious, but only half-joking, too. He wasn't sure what was going on in the panther's mind.

Keith wrapped his fingers around the lion's prick, squeezing and milking along its length. Jake hissed. He throbbed and flexed in the panther's grip. Keith paw was surprisingly agile, smaller than Jake's own. He smiled at the feel of the hard meat, purring away.

"Just having fun," the panther said. "Who doesn't like getting a pawjob?"

"I didn't say I dislike it," Jake replied. "I just don't expect it."

"Didn't, or don't?" Keith asked. He continued to stroke the lion, enough to make Jake's tail squirm. His thumb did not cease teasing the barbs that lined the tip.

"Pfff...I told you I want yours," Jake said. "I can always play with mine."

The panther's tongue flicked past his smirking lips. He had the tip of Jake's cock squeezed between his fingers as if he was pulling on a doorknob.

"Needy," Keith smirked. He wriggled his fingers from side to side until Jake let out a gasp. The panther's tugging had him almost panting by the time he grumbled a breathy 'fuck' , much to the obvious amusement of the one inflicting the teasing on the lion.

"Soon" the panther said. He did let go of Jake's dick and put his paws down to the now loose waist of Jake's pants so that he could push them further down. Jake's dick bounced up against his T-shirt-covered belly before it assumed a more angled pose, throbbing in the air.

"Hah," Jake huffed. "Promises."

The panther hadn't removed his paws from Jake's person. He stroked them up and down over the flares of the lion's hips.

"Were you this much of a smart ass the last time?" Keith commented.

"I'm fairly sure I was," Jake said. He was throbbing anew from the panther's paws doing their thing. "I was pretty drunk then too. That makes it worse. I've been told."

The panther's paw action grew into groping at Jake's bare ass. His fingers slipped under the hem of the lion's shirt.

"Speaking of ass..." said the panther with busy pads.

Jake swung his tail a little, pleased by the remark as much as the feel of the fingers that continued to toy with him.

"Yeah, there it is," Jake said. "You like it?"

The grinning panther squeezed the lion's butt. Jake pushed his rear back to meet the touch of both of those paws grabbing at him.

"Lots to play with," Keith rumbled. He leaned down again, to nip his teeth against Jake's neck. He returned to the spot he had already tasted earlier, and Jake reacted similarly. He gripped onto the panther's solid body, trying to pull them closer together. Keith didn't resist.

"Hmh...you calling my ass big now?" the lion spoke after a moment.

Jake felt the panther's fingers spread wider, to better cup the ass cheeks underneath.

Keith chuckled, warm and sensual, into Jake's thick mane.

"You gotta admit you're pretty talented down here," said the butt-fondling panther.

"Guess that's one way for you to say that it's big..."

Keith's groping turned into a slap. It made Jake's tail and ears jump. It didn't really hurt, but he felt it. The panther carried on rubbing his face on the lion's neck. Jake tried to use their growing proximity to his advantage by humping himself against the older cat's groin. He felt the hot, hard outline of the panther's cock rubbing on his own. Those suit pants were starting to be a nuisance.

"Hmmh...gonna spank it more?"

The panther pulled his head up from Jake's neck to get a better look at the college lion's face. Jake wriggled his rump at the paws still on his ass.

"Only if you're a bad boy," the cat said, eyes narrowing. His paw found the base of Jake's tail and wrapped around it. Jake moaned even before Keith administered a tug.

"I can be," Jake said, "though I guess I'm mostly a good boy, since I like to put out..."

Keith laughed at the sound of that. He turned his paw while still keeping a hold of Jake's tail so that he could rub on the silky, sensitive fur underneath, nearing the lion's ass crack. He covered Jake's muzzle with his own and kissed him a long time, until the lion moaned and this allowed the panther's agile tongue to slip into his maw. It made the kiss much wetter and sent Jake grappling on Keith's strong body. It felt great to press onto him again, feel everything he could. He still had trouble believing he was allowed to do that, rub his paws and grind himself on someone who looked like he could have posed for one of the sexy photos he browsed for online. Maybe Keith had even done that.

He had no idea how long they made out, but when they separated, Jake knew that it hadn't been long enough.

"Get the rest of this off," the panther pulled his paws away as he spoke, much to Jake's misery, "and get on all fours on the bed."

Jake almost giggled at the sound of that.

"You don't waste any time do you" the lion said. "Nice."

The panther gave him a show of squeezing his own bulging crotch, which only made Jake more determined to shuck off his remaining clothing and assume the position that he hoped would get him some dick soon. Much to his relief, Keith too began to undress, while keeping his eyes on the show of Jake struggling to get his shirt off.

"Need some help with that?" said the panther.

Jake gave him a look before pulling the T over his head.

"Tearing clothes off is only sexy in porn," Jake replied through the fabric.

He threw the T-shirt to the floor. His newly re-exposed eyes treated him to his first glimpse of his prize, too. The panther had his belt and fly open and as he tugged down his underwear, the hard purple cock shot out into view. It slapped up with an impressive curve and remained in such an aggressively aroused position. Jake felt the urge to wrap his fingers or his lips around it.

Keith saw the look, and grinned. Jake felt caught, but in a good way. The black cat went on to unbutton and remove his shirt. Jake himself was down to his shoes and socks. He got rid of them within moments. A good kind of a nervous tingle filled his stomach when he climbed onto the hotel room bed. His tail swished from side to side as he crawled upon the clean sheets he expected to become very much less so by the time they were done. Judging by the way the panther purred, that was going to be pretty certain, too.

Jake's cock throbbed at the idea of having all that muscled cat pounce on him and go to town. His butt wiggled almost unconsciously, and he made sure to arch his tail higher up to hint at the delights that awaited the panther once he grabbed that tail and -

"Nah, not yet," Keith said.

Jake glanced at the panther over his shoulder. The fully nude cat was stepping closer to the bed, his hard cock leading the way. It was a gorgeous sight, even if Jake felt mildly puzzled by the cat's sudden statement.

"Turn around," Keith said. He took hold of his shaft and pushed it down meaningfully.

Jake swallowed. He didn't need to be told twice, or given further instructions. The springs wobbled under him while he made the turn on the bed so that he faced the panther, and everything that was on offer. The sight of that hard cock made him forget his mild surprise and disappointment at not getting instantly ass-humped by the owner of the said tool.

"Good boy," said the panther.

Keith used his fingers to pull his cock upwards. His other paw reached for the lion who now perched on all fours on the bed. It put him at a fairly good height to get at the sexy treat in front of him. The panther's free paw pushed through Jake's mane and took hold of him.

"Come on."

A tug pulled Jake's nose directly onto the fuzzy rim of the panther's sheath and his nuts. The first sniff he inhaled made the lion purr deeply. If the rest of the panther smelled nice, the core of his masculinity was even better. He huffed on it, and tried to kiss the pearls of joy that were hidden in that fragrant skin. Jake wanted to suck on them as much as he wished to have that thick, tasty shaft between his lips. For now, Keith was content to rub them on the lion's face while Jake explored the panther's scent. it was much like during the first time, although with the noticeable lack of the scent of leather that was dominant back then. Jake didn't mind. He liked the natural musk, too. It made his cock throb with extra arousal. So did the bossy grab of that panther paw on his mane, making sure that he was not going to be escaping anywhere from the big cat's package.

Jake opened his maw and stuck his tongue out to taste the panther's pouch. This got him a good response in the form of a rumble and a clenching of the paw in his mane.

"Lick," the panther said.

Jake let out a pornographic moan at the command. He had his eyes closed, but that didn't hinder him. He lapped at whatever was in front of him for the moment. The first taste was as great as he had hoped for. It made him want to do it more, and taste more.

"Heh...someone's thirsty for it..." the panther commented.

The lion didn't disagree. He just kept nuzzling and licking on everything that was passed onto his lips. The panther was moving his hips slowly, to get more contact with the eager lion's muzzle. His little rumbles and huffs were appreciative of the attention. Jake wanted to grab the panther's thighs, to feel up more of his body, but that wasn't really possible in his present position. Jake wasn't about to complain now that he was finally getting some fun. Making out with the panther's balls was a good start. He could image them brimming with masculine energy, waiting to be unleashed on a dirty lion's poor ass.

Jake wriggled his rump, imagining just that while he continued to lavish his attention on the delicious panther-nuts. The deepening musk filled his nosepad. His maw began to water. It made his tongue wet, turned the contact even naughtier when his tongue could slide better in the silky fuzz that covered the panther's balls.

"Hmmhm..."

He couldn't see the panther, but the sounds he made told Jake that he was doing a good job. It added to his purring delight at getting to tease the sexy hunk. He was probably already soiling the hotel sheets with pre-cum oozing off his own rock hard dick.

Jake wasn't really thinking about his own erection when the panther pushed him away, and his wonderful tool came into view again. Jake saw the panther's dark-furred balls glistening with his spittle. The dusky shaft throbbed above in all of its barbed glory. From the lion's viewpoint it looked humongous. He knew from experience that it was only partially an optical illusion.

His muzzle dropped open, as if by instinct. Jake looked upwards to see the panther's confident, bordering on cocky expression while he regarded the lion on all fours in front of him, and intent on sucking on the dick that bobbed in front of his nose.

"Either you don't get enough of it or you just can't help it," the panther chuckled. His deft fingers poked the hot, barbed tip against Jake's cheeks. The next move was hard enough to constitute a slap.

"Ouffh," Jake vocalized.

Slap!

His other cheek received the similar treatment.

"Looking for something?" Keith teased.

Jake's eyes rolled as he tried to spy his treasure, now swung all too much to the side for comfort. He wouldn't be beyond making a lunge for it with his muzzle in the hopes of getting a good helping of panthercock. His gawking amused Keith, who chuckled again.

"Oh you poor thing..."

The mottled paw ran through Jake's mane and steadied itself on his chin. Jake had a good idea what the panther planned, and turned his eyes forward again. Keith's other paw took aim and finally pushed the tip of his cock at Jake's eagerly waiting lips.

"Just play with the tip," Keith instructed. "Don't let it slip out."

Jake wasn't about to allow the panthercock to escape from the confines of his maw. His cheeks positively hollowed when he wrapped his lips around the first two inches or so, and sucked. That made the panther rumble. His shaft flexed powerfully. Jake let his eyes fall closed again. He didn't need to look at what he was doing, not when it was there, right on his tongue. The taste prompted him to roll his tongue around the tip, its barbs tickling away. He purred. It was just wonderful. It'd been too long since had something in his maw.

"Yeah," grunted the panther. "Keep doing that."

The lion didn't know if the panther meant the purring, the tonguing, or the sucking - hence he kept up all of them. He was rewarded with a huff from the black cat, and the taste of several thick droplets of juice dribbling into his maw from the panther's shaft. Jake hoped to milk out plenty more of that slightly salty fluid from the cat. He tried lapping at the opening on the panther's tip to do just that. The sturdy cock flexed between his lips.

"Hmhm...good boy..."

Jake felt his mane tousled. He smiled a little, cock in mouth or not. He did feel like a good boy, going down on the handsome panther. It tasted good and felt even better. He wanted to lick all over the barbed meat until his tongue was numb. And that was for starters only. Jake was sure that he was going to come up with other fun things to try with his new favorite toy.

Keith kept purring. Jake imagined how sexy he must've looked like, standing there with the lion worshipping his cock. He dared a little glance, upwards, to see the big black cat playing with one of his nipples, the other paw on Jake's head furs. His eyes were half lidded and Jake suspected he wasn't really looking at the lion who serviced him.

"Hrmhhm..."

Now the black panther growled. He looked down, and at the same time clasped his other paw at Jake's head too. The lion could guess what was coming next, although it didn't stop him from gagging mildly when the panther shoved his entire barbed dick into his muzzle. Hot air chuffed from his maw and on Keith's groin. The cat rumbled at the feeling. His stiff cock throbbed against Jake's tongue. He was tasting the underside now, with the tip he suckled on earlier tickling the opening to his throat.

"Breathe through your nose, bud...you've taken it all before...and then some," the panther said. "Know you want it..."

Jake wanted it, and really wanted the lust to be stronger than the flesh, too, since he coughed and gagged a couple times more before his body began to settle. The panther must have sensed it, because almost as soon as the lion did relax, the barbed tip stroked back and forth and made him start coughing anew.

"Just gonna go easy on ya...for a start," said Keith.

He then began to pump his cock in earnest, in and out of Jake's maw. The plentiful saliva Jake had coughed up made it sound very sloppy from the start. The lion had no choice but to try to keep steady on all fours and let the panther do the work, which did mean him humping back and forth in the wet suction of the lion's muzzle. Jake found it more and more enjoyable with every passing moment. The discomfort subsided, slowly but eventually, when he got used to the barbs raking against his soft palate. The submissive pleasure of having his nose swimming with musk and a real, hard, throbbing cock pulsing inside his body took over, and made him start purring.

"Yeah...good boy..."

Keith's fingertips tightened in Jake's head furs in response to the initial purrs. Jake was pleased by that response. It was easy to be doing it again, now that he'd figured out when to actually breathe so as not to end up coughing and spoiling his concentration.

It was probably incredibly perverted of him to be getting off so much from just having another man's dick pumping in and out of his mouth, the lion thought. Still, the effect was unquestionable. Jake was extremely horny, with his cock fully hard and dripping onto the black panther's hotel sheets. It only aroused him more to imagine the bigger cat 'punishing' him after discovering such a mischief. That made him suck the panther's cock harder. He wanted to get more of that good taste onto his tongue.

"Heh...oh..." the panther rumbled, "don't go crazy just yet...hmmhm..."

Jake wasn't sure how to interpret that order coming from the panther, but best he could do was to keep sucking dick. Keith was doing much of the job for the moment with the repeated back and forth of his shaft in the lion's obedient maw. The panther was firmly in control and Jake loved it, the way he was being used to give the older, bigger cat the pleasure he wanted. That made him feel good. Even the occasional gagging caused by that dick going in deep was good in a way. It probably meant he was doing it right.

Sucking on that salty cock was true bliss. He went deeper into the mindset where everything that mattered was pleasuring a big, confident cat who knew what lion muzzles were meant for. Jake enjoyed the way his mind grew more and more submissive as the sex proceeded. Outrageous erotic thoughts and fantasies coursed through him, fueled by the real, hard cock caressing his taste buds with every raking thrust through the slippery hold of his lips. He thought they were starting to itch from every time those barbs had already gone back and forth as the panther stimulated himself with the sex-starved lion's maw.

At some point, though Jake wasn't counting the minutes anymore, that shaft slipped out of his maw with a loudish slurp. His mostly closed eyes popped open to see the panting panther hover above. The glistening, thick cock throbbed and wobbled in the air inches from his nosepad. The heady smell of dick, saliva and pre-cum dripped from it to the horny lion's senses.

"You like that huh?" hissed Keith. He moved one of his paws from Jake's cheek so that he could grab himself and slap his cock over the lion's face again. Jake moaned at the feel of the wet swats that were marking him once again as a bigger, stronger male's sexual property. He liked the thought as much as he liked the feeling of that meaty shaft slobbering away on him.

"Hmm...good..."

Soon the same fingers pried Jake's mouth open and the cock was slammed back in. This time he gagged, unable to stop the natural reaction of taking the panther in to the sheath again. The balls pressed warmly onto Jake's wet chin and reminded him just how much dick he'd managed to take, all the while his throat constricted around the barbed tip. Jake had a feeling that his voice lesson the next day would be interesting indeed after having his vocal cords brushed with barbs.

Keith went onto facefucking the huffing lion again. He was doing it harder now, Jake thought, much to his own horny pleasure. He wanted to rub his own dick to give himself some more pleasure, but on the other paw, he needed his own to keep still on the bed, since that was what he'd been ordered to do. It wouldn't be right to displease the panther who was so very keen to enjoy himself with Jake now.

It drove Jake to try and gobble that dick down as well as he could. The occasional pokes deep down helped, since that dredged up more saliva and spittle and made it very slippery. His biggest challenge was to keep breathing through his nose and try not to let his teeth scrape against his temporary lover's most tender parts. Keith had grown very rumbly alright, and the back and forth of his dick into Jake's muzzle came hard and fast. He was really getting fucked, Jake thought, and purred at the realization of being used so thoroughly.

It came as no surprise for him when the panther practically yowled and jammed himself as deep as he could into the lion's eager muzzle. He could taste sweat on the folded skin of the sheath that was now pressed to his lips. The thick, hot shaft twitched before the panther's seed began to spew into Jake's maw. The initial splash hit the back of Jake's maw and made him cough. The panther's paws held down on him which meant there was no escaping when he splurted some of Keith's cum and saliva mixed together all around the interior of his maw. The taste was overwhelming, as was the scent which was suddenly everywhere.

Jake mreowwed happily at all of these sensual experiences. All the time he kept swallowing, trying to deal with the panther's flow of cum. He knew very little, other than the cock in his mouth that was giving its owner so much pleasure at that moment. The college lion suckled on the older male's stiff in the hopes of coaxing even more joy for him, while he'd get further enjoyment from servicing him.

Slowly, the grip of Keith's fingers loosened. Jake was left to nurse on the barbed cock still in his maw, which only oozed. It remained rock hard and as arousing as ever. Swallowing a good gulp of cum had only made Jake hornier, too. He knew that there had to be more where that'd come from, and if he played his role right, the panther would be eager to play again soon.

"Phew..."

That sounded almost comical to the lion, who peered up at the black cat. It was hard to express himself with a cock between his lips, but he hoped that the pleased face he made was easy to translate. The winded sounding cat pulled himself out very slowly from the maw that had given him such pleasure so far. He cracked a smile to the flustered- looking lion who remained nude and all fours on the hotel bed, with little streaks of cum on each corner of his mouth. Jake's tongue, visible from his open maw, glistened with the same musky fluid that he'd drank down so thirstily when the floodgates finally opened.

"Good?" Keith asked.

Jake snorted. It felt like his entire head was full of cum, since that puff of air brought the scent and taste strongly to his senses again. It made his cock throb anew. He had the urge to roll his tongue all around the inside of his maw so that he could luxuriate with the goopy dregs for as long as possible before he simply would have to swallow.

"I guess you liked it," Jake said.

The panther grinned. His teeth were very white and only added to the enviably attractive package that was the black feline, Jake thought. It was somewhat difficult to concentrate to the appreciation of his physical beauty when the hunk's cock still bobbed so close to Jake's muzzle. A delicious-looking runny drop of cum had oozed from the piss slit and now dribbled towards the floor, shiny like a spider's web.

"Need to take the edge off," Keith said. "Before the real fun begins."

Jake's asshole clenched reflexively as he imagined just what that fun could be. His tail made a cheerful loop at the thought.

"Yes, please," he purred.

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