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"Relax Cats"

It was late; far later than Panthro would have liked, but he had to fix the tank after a strange rattling noise had begun to irritate him. Then when he fixed the problem, another popped up, then another and another. It took him several hours under its low-slung heft before he could officially call himself done with a day's work, then someone approached them about their vehicle trouble, and another. It was true he enjoyed being a mechanic, especially when it came to thunder tanks, but he seemed to be the only man available for anyone's disposal. By the time he was able to complete his tasks and get the other jobs completed that had been thrown at him, he had been working a straight sixteen hours with no break. He had eaten heartily before the aches of the day had set in; they weren't a matter of age, far from it. But they were a matter of sheer mileage for the day. His shoulders were taut, his back was strained badly and he could barely even lumber to the bath house, much less do so without scuffing his feet every other step. His elbow still felt like it was making a ratcheting motion, and the echo of metal banging in his ears was still ringing clearly, even after every other Thunderan had turned in for the night.

Panthro reached his preferred locker and pulled it open, he barely managed to slug himself out of his pants, even his fingers could scarcely hold themselves still as he grabbed his towel and slung it over his shoulder before making his way back toward the bathing areas. At this hour, he expected there to be little business; and for the most part he was right, seeing a few cats at this hour wasn't entirely unheard of, but he was looking forward to spending at least a couple hours relaxing in a hot bath on his own. He checked behind the first door, there were two males and two females lounging about naked and laughing amongst themselves. Their laughter paused for a moment at his intrusion. He smiled politely. "'S'cuse me..." He uttered before closing the door and making his way further down. There were several rooms to explore, but he didn't feel like searching each one for an empty one. He tended to use number seven, but if that was occupied he would have to try ten. He turned the knob and used his aching shoulder to push himself inward to investigate; only to find that it too was occupied, only this guest was wholly unexpected.

"Lord... C-Claudus?"

Panthro's exclamation barely registered through his lips as he saw the lion lord standing naked before him. His massive, muscular back turned toward him, his long mane of hair draped thick just past his shoulders while the upper part almost defied gravity. The golden orange fur not escaping his view from any angle as his eyes fell to the lord's full backside. It was nearly enough to make him faint from surprise.

"You know, I don't mind being naked in the full view of the public, but if you don't close that damn door..." The lion growled as he turned around; Panthro had barely registered the turn and his eyes quickly shot up to meet the king's blue gaze. His eyes immediately softened; "Panthro?"

Shaking his mind out of seeing the king so completely naked, Panthro stammered to compose himself. "S-sorry, I didn't mean to barge in..." He physically shook his head. "I'll be going."

"No, no. Come in. Please. I didn't know you were here..."

Panthro entered the room and closed the door behind him as he watched Claudus sink into the bath with a long, contented sigh. The steam that filled the room wasn't overbearing, but it was visible and suddenly the big panther wanted to climb right in with his king. He hesitated; what kind of protocol was this calling for now? He looked at Claudus who had a smirk of amusement on his face. "Come now, Panthro. You don't need to make me ask you to join in, do you? There is plenty of room for both of us."

"Ah--y-yes..." Panthro said again.

He wasn't like this normally, Panthro was more steadfast, he was tougher than he sounded at the moment, but in the presence of Claudus, he felt like a kit again. He straddled his leg over the ledge of the bath and swung himself into the water, only to have his foot slip and suddenly wind up with his entire head taking a dunk. He exited the water coughing and sputtering to the sound of Claudus' laughter filling the room as the man set him upright once again. "Calm down, you don't need to be so nervous around here. In this place I'm not your king, I'm just a man who had just come for some relaxation. Are you alright, Panthro?"

Panthro growled to himself as he rubbed the mineral waters from his eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine." He said. "It's just been a long day. I hate feeling so tense, my shoulders are a roller coaster of pain."

"Well, just sit back, let the water soak in and you'll feel better."

Panthro did so with a sigh. "And what about you? I thought his majesty would have a private bath littered with everything he would want."

"I'm not some stick in the mud." Claudus replied with a jesting glance. "I don't like to spend all my time in that castle, I am also not fond of Tygra and Liono's persistent arguing and bickering. Sometimes an old king needs time away."

"Pff. Old." Panthro mocked. "You're not two summers older than I am."

"It's rare we get to spend time away from our duties like this." Claudus said with a laugh. "I do miss your flattering."

"Shit, after a day like today I'm too tired to pretend otherwise." Panthro said as he leaned back with a groan. It's almost too much to bear right now."

"Well, let's change that." Claudus said as he quickly shifted and rose from the tub, the base of his cock barely visible above the water near Panthro's head, the large cat shifted back almost too quickly for the ache in his neck to handle.

"What do you mean?" He asked curiously.

"Come on. We're going to get you to relax those muscles the old fashioned way." Claudus replied as he walked over to the door and opened it. Briefly disappearing for a moment before returning with a hefty folded cot and a few bottles that he sat down as he set up the table. "Get over here, Panthro. We're going to work out the pains in your muscles if it kills you."

"You--want to massage me?" Panthro raised his eyebrows. "I-I don't know."

"Oh come on, don't you trust me?"

"More than anyone else I know."

Claudus snapped open the bed and leaned against it expectantly staring at Panthro, whose shoulders rose and fell sharply with his conceding breath before he managed to push himself up and free of the pool. He had to admit that even the short time submerged in the hot waters was enough to relax his shoulders enough to move a little bit better. He dabbed himself off with his towel and wrapped it around his waist as he approached Claudus' gesturing arm. "Alright." He said. "Guess I'm too tired to put up an argument, just try to keep your hands above the goal line, will ya?"

"As you wish." Claudus let out a chuckle as Panthro laid on the cot face down.

Immediately, Panthro felt something cool and wet splash across his back and he looked back to see the lion coating his shoulders in a golden yellow oil. "What's that? It's not gonna make my fur oily or anything is it?"

"Well, it is massage oil." Claudus said, glancing at the bottle. "So probably a little bit, but we can wash it off after. Just relax, you do trust me. Don't you Panthro?"

"With my life. I'm just confused why the lord of the Thundercats is giving me a massage, shouldn't you be down here with me up there?"

He groaned as the lion's hands grasped at the muscles in his shoulder blades and pushed roughly upward. "Are you complaining?" He asked.

"Ahhh.....no." Panthro replied as he jutted his head against the pillowy soft cushion he was lying on while the lion began to kneed at his shoulders and neck areas.

Claudus' approach was slow and methodical, his grip was firm, but allowed the muscle to relax as he worked up Panthro's shoulders and out over his thick arms. Panthro could feel his entire upper body almost turning to jello under the king's firm grasp, he could feel Claudus' claws digging in deep, pressuring the skin under that thin layer of fur, and the popping of his tight muscles as his hands and palms pressed down into him. Panthro was heavily built and every muscle was large and worn out. Panthro wrapped his arms around the pillow part of the cushion he laid on as Claudus went down each of them, using both hands to slowly work at his biceps; one at a time, switching between Panthro's arms after about two minutes each time until he could get the panther to relax one arm, he stretched it out and kneaded the man's hands and each finger with a firm grip. Abruptly stretching each of Panthro's fingers until they popped. Panthro grunted and yelped with each pop, but every time he could tell his worn out hands were feeling better.

"If you don't mind me saying, you have a fantastic body, Panthro. It is a genuine pleasure to go over it, but you tense up too much. You will have to relax to get the best benefit out of the experience."

"Heh. Been told that one before." He muttered aloud as Claudus' hands returned to the center of his back, just in between his shoulder blades. He felt the pressure of Claudus' fists being pressed hard against his spine and he groaned loudly as his back popped. He could feel the rush of pleasure wash over him and he almost immediately flopped into the pillow.

Claudus moved his hands upward, tightening against Panthro's thick neck and then he abruptly grabbed the man's head and gave it a sharp jerk; causing it to pop and crack several times like a xylophone. Panthro felt his feet instinctively kick in response to it, but another endorphin rush of pleasure removed any sign of pain. The king's hands then pressed together at Panthro's shoulders and slowly began to work down his torso; every inch was coated with a new layer of that massage oil which now gave him a warm tingle as the king rubbed it in. For a brief moment, Panthro felt Claudus' hands leave his body and then return just barely below his towel, the almost-brush of his fingers below Panthro's hidden balls gave him a surge of pleasure and he felt himself beginning to get hard at the detailed attention to his massive body. He breathed deep and closed his eyes, hoping hard that the king wouldn't notice his steadily increasing erection. The lion didn't seem to notice and instead continued his massage downward, tightening his grip around Panthro's calf muscles and one leg at a time, he rolled his fingers and his claws across the man's thick legs. Claudus was making over Panthro's body so thoroughly that he didn't want to interrupt him; but he felt like asking: "Are you sure you're good doing this? You're tired too and as you can see I've got a lot of ground to cover..."

Claudus grinned at Panthro, who hadn't even raised his head. "Trust me old friend, this is giving me a great deal of pleasure and relaxation."

"Who you calling old?" Panthro jested, getting a chuckle from the lord. "Just sayin' the offer's on the table, but you keep doing this and I'm going to be asleep in no time."

"Ha. Let us hope not."

Claudus' hands reached Panthro's ankles, then over the man's heels and down to the foot. Delicately, the king's fingers worked at each foot; slowly massaging between the toes as Panthro flexed them apart from Claudus' fingers. One at a time, Claudus worked a finger between a pair of toes, then sharply tugged at them, each one giving a soft pop before he moved onto the next. Claudus seemed slower on this part of the task; taking the time to tighten his hands down the arches from heel to ball on each of Panthro's feet, kneading outward and stretching the man's foot balls and causing a few more light pops before working his hands back up the man's ankles and getting dangerously close as they continued up his thighs and returned to the towel. Panthro wanted to object, but something in his heart stopped the words in his throat; it was beating so hard now that he couldn't object even if his life depended on it. As a matter of fact, he wouldn't object even if Claudus were to go even further.

He grunted as he felt Claudus' hands slip partly under the towel and press up against his muscular ass. His cheeks pushed up and apart as Claudus made touching it perfectly clear. Panthro felt his toes curl, his cock throbbing hard against the cushion as Claudus slowly pushed his towel up, exposing his backside to the warmth of the sauna's air. His hands travelled up further still until they were completely under the towel, then the towel separated and flopped down over the table under Panthro who now lay completely exposed on the bed as Claudus' claws continued to kneed and work at the muscle of his ass. Embarrassed for a moment, Panthro found that he had buried his face into his folded elbow and was breathing long and deep as the lion worked over his butt with a slow, but intentional eroticism. It was then Panthro received a true surprise as he could feel Claudus' nose and breath washing over his ass; breathing in deep, as his hands shifted over the other man's hips.

"Such a gloriously large backside you have here." Claudus said with a growl.

Panthro moaned softly as he felt the other man's nose and bristly whiskers push in deeper, Claudus' tongue slowly working its way against the back of Panthro's balls and upward. Panthro sighed and shifted his hips slightly, trying to give his massive erection some breathing room. He could almost hear the king chuckle in amusement as he shifted his hands to each of Panthro's ass cheeks and pressed them apart, as soon as his face was tight enough in, he squeezed them together over it and breathed in deep, feeling a slight jiggle as he shook his head and added depth to his tongue, toying with Panthro's sensitive pucker. He sighed and pressed it in a bit, feeling the natural resistance of the muscle; just another one he would have to really work at. He squeezed firmly at Panthro's cheeks and watched the wonderful muscle shift up and tighten, then loosen once again, he could feel it tighten around his tongue as he persisted and pushed in deeper. Extracting it and watching the muscle contract back to its natural formation as he eagerly moved along, massaging the base of Panthro's spine and pressing downward suddenly so that it would pop. Panthro gave a soft grunt and glanced back at the king.

"I am thoroughly enjoying this, how about you?" He asked.

Panthro's face was flushed, which darkened the hue under his fuzzy face just enough to be noticeable. "Y-yes, I am." He said.

Claudus smiled. "Good. Not every day we have a chance to do this sort of thing is it?" Panthro shook his head silently. "Alright, turn over. It's time to take care of your front."

Panthro nodded and slowly shifted himself, turning over for the king and fully revealing his massive erection; it was a relief to have it not pinned to the table anymore, but he couldn't help but feel the need to cover it up. Claudus admired Panthro's massive form, he walked around and his fingers glided along his muscular pectorals before coming to the panther's head. He leaned over Panthro's face, his fingers gliding along all the muscle in his chest as his cock drifted over the other man's nose, forcing him to take in a deep breath of Claudus' musky extremities. Panthro couldn't resist glancing up at the king's round ass looming over him, feeling the thick cock grazing across his neck as Claudus practically straddled him between his thick thighs. Panthro's hands reached up and pulled apart the king's muscular cheeks and he too began to indulge in running his tongue along the man's taut pucker. He couldn't resist anymore; what was the point of this angle for a massage if it weren't to directly tease him into the enjoyment of the man's ass? His fur was soft, not rough like Panthro would have expected; Panthro's fur was always a bit rougher around the edges, he'd never experienced something so soft, and so warm and when Claudus indulged him further by pressing a bit of weight down on the man's face, his body trembled in enjoyment. His cock springing a leak just from the direct contact with his king's muscular backside as Claudus' hands slowly crept closer to it. "And what have we here?" He teased as his fingers worked around the base of Panthro's shaft and began to slide along its length. Slowly, he worked from base to head in a twisting motion as the man stroked Panthro's cathood. He released it for a moment to dab a generous amount of oil onto his hands. "I suppose have one last muscle to work on here." He said to himself before bringing his hands back to the cock.

Panthro shivered momentarily as the cool oil washed over his shaft as Claudus' hands slickened it with their stroking. He began to tremble and moan softly as it was stimulated from stem to stern under the king's tight but slippery grip. "K-keep that up and I'm--I'm g-gonna..."

"Really, now?" Claudus' voice sounded as though it were taunting the man. "It would be quite a shame if that were to happen."

Panthro could feel Claudus redouble his efforts now, the strokes slowing down his hands twisting more intentionally toward the head of his cock, making every muscle twinge as the man pressed his ass down harder against Panthro's face. Panthro couldn't speak now, he grabbed at Claudus' backside and began to breathe in deep as his tongue worked along the muscle of it, enjoying the scent and feeling of his body being so completely swarmed with his king's muscled figure. For a brief moment, he'd forgotten that he was getting closer and closer to a hard climax; but feeling Claudus' hands work around his balls, then one slowly work its way downward, he began to pay attention. Claudus' hand twisted at the top of Panthro's cock while the other began to press into his ass, flexing the muscles of his hole as at least two of his thick fingers began to press in, stimulating him on every front now. He couldn't say anything, he couldn't object, he just waited for the inevitable as his toes curled over and tightened with a subtle pop.

"HMMMMM-MMMM!!!!" He cried out in a muffled grunt of pleasure as he suddenly climaxed, sending a shower of cum all across his torso, barely missing Claudus, who leaned back just in time to see the coating cover him. Slowly he leaned back, pinching Panthro's head for a moment between his cheeks before finally sliding off his body. "Ahh! F-fuck..." Panthro panted, still feeling ejaculate shooting from him as his body twitched and flexed from the sudden release.

"It would seem someone had a good time there." Claudus growled playfully as his claw slowly glided down Panthro's body as he made his way back toward his legs and slipped in between them. "Perhaps you can help me relieve a little pressure, Panthro?" He suggested as his cock grinded against the man's inner thigh. "That oil was a special blend, designed to stimulate your desires, so I'm thinking you are hungry for something else."

Panthro moaned, he was still aroused despite having just released. He definitely wanted more, he wanted to be fucked so hard that it'd make him cum again. He nodded desperately to the king who grinned in response. "Well, then... let's..."

Suddenly there was an urgent knocking at the door and two men threw themselves through the door; equally massive, the tiger-faced and the white panther-faced guards both paused for a moment at the two men on full display. "My k-king! I apologize for the interruption!" The tiger stammered, as if unsure if he should be looking at the display. "Please, forgive us."

"We have some urgent reports."

"Perhaps you can't see that it's the middle of the night and I am currently engaged?" Claudus said with a hint of irritation. More than a hint; he was outright pissed at the intrusion and Panthro could feel the anger radiating off him.

"We're sorry sir! We have urgent news from the war room. You are needed back at the castle at once!" The panther said, standing upright in an awkward pose that made it obvious he had suddenly sported an erection under his uniform.

"Ugh..." Claudus groaned as he lost most of his composure for a moment. "Hence the harsh duties of lord. I am sorry Panthro, but our fun will have to continue later. I do realize your needs though..." He looked up at the two men staring at him. "Perhaps you two could take the task of entertaining our exhausted man while I attend to these other matters?"

"Certainly!"

"Whatever you say!"

Both men were almost too excited as they peeled off their shirts, revealing rather thick and muscular bodies beneath as Claudus stepped back and picked up a robe slung nearby and placed it over his shoulders. Panthro was not in the mood to object; the replacements were rather appealing and they went right to work enjoying his muscular body as Claudus smiled at him. "Let us continue this another time then, for now I hope these two will be able to satisfy your body's other needs, I hope the massage helped."

"Incredibly..." Panthro said as he watched the king slowly take his leave, turning a gaze to the other men he snorted in frustration. "And you two, make sure you give me a good fuck. I'm going to need a hard workout, and if I don't get it I'll have you boys demoted." He said half-jokingly as the two men looked at one another.

It was going to be a long night indeed.

THE END