The Best Job Ever
Disclaimer: CONTAINS ALL OUT GAY YIFF!!! THOSE OF A SENSITIVE NATURE SHOULD NOT READ THIS!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!
Kayle is my character, used with my own permission. (lol)
Slowly and painstakingly, Kayle brushed his lavender hued fur into place. His fur was his pride and joy, and many of the clients assigned to him enjoyed it just as much as he did, if not more. The folf combed the last knot out of his fox-like tail and set his brush down. The canine turned and picked up the black leather collar that was standard issue for all of the hotel's "after hours" employees, such as himself. He pulled on his boxers, then his shorts and a t-shirt. The folf glanced at the digital clock on the shelf over the sink. It read 7:30. He had an appointment for eight o'clock, in room 305. The folf checked his appearance in the mirror one more time, then left his room.
The hotel employed over a dozen "after hours" employees, both male and female, but one distinction set Kayle apart from the others. He genuinely enjoyed his job. Most of the other employees worked for the money, but he did if for the fun. The cash was secondary. The folf stepped into an empty elevator and rode it down to the third floor. He stepped out, his heart beating with anticipatory excitement. He took a deep breath, and assumed his "job persona". He let his ears droop a little, and pulled his fluffy tail in between his legs a bit, to appear more compliant and submissive.
The canine rapped softly on the door of room 305. A moment later, it swung open, revealing a tall, well-built black puma wearing boxers and a tank top. "Whatcha want, kid?" The folf let out a short whimper.
"I-I was t-told to come h-here at eight, sir." The puma grinned.
"Well, in that case..." The big puma grabbed Kayle by his collar. "Come on in!" The feline yanked the folf into the room and threw him onto the bed. The cat kicked the door shut behind them. "Strip. Now." Kayle whimpered cutely, but began to remove his shirt and shorts. When he was down to his boxers, the puma grabbed him roughly and yanked them off. "Too slow for my tastes, kid." The puma examined his catch, from the folf's half erection to his pert ass. "Hehe... At least they sent me a cute one." He pushed the canine back down into a sitting position on the edge of the bed and removed his own boxers, exposing his impressive length. Kayle's heart skipped a beat and his "job persona" wavered a little, wanting to fall back into his normal slutty attitude. The puma pushed the tip of his erection against Kayle's muzzle. "Open, pup." The folf obeyed. He could feel his own erection pushing out of his sheath as the feline's cock slid across his tongue and into his throat.
Kayle pulled back and sucked gently at the puma's tip, receiving a loud and gratifying moan from his client. He lapped up a bit of the puma's precum, greedily swallowing it down. He deep-throated the impressive length, his throat contracting to gag involuntarily. The feline yowled at the feeling of Kayle's throat squeezing his shaft, and more feline pre slid down the folf's hungry throat. His "job persona" was completely gone by now, and he massaged his client's length with his tongue and swallowed, earning another loud yowl from the puma as his cock was squeezed again. Kayle pulled back, so just the tip was in his mouth, and rubbed over it with his tongue. He cupped one paw under the feline's balls, massaging them with his fingers. His client purred and humped against Kayle's muzzle. The folf took a deep breath of the feline's sex musk, savoring the scent as the big cat fucked his face. More pre spilled down his throat, and the feline's thrusts became more erratic. From long practice, the folf knew his client was about to cum. He pulled back to the tip, lapping and sucking at it gently.
With an almost feral screech, the cat came hard, filling the folf's waiting mouth with his hot, salty spunk. The canine drank it down, feeling some spill down his chin and splatter against his leg. He released his customer's shaft. The feline looked down at the subservient folf, panting. The scent of his arousal blanketed the room, with Kayle's scent underlying it. The puma looked down at Kayle's erection, which was now full, and chuckled. "Looks like your enjoying this." The folf nodded, a string of feline cum dripping off of his chin. "Good. Now turn around and bend over the bed."
Kayle hurried to obey, bending over and lifting his tail to allow his customer entry. A moment later, he felt the puma's paws on his shoulders, and the tip of his shaft pushing against the canine's tight anal ring. The puma pushed again, and then retreated, teasing the folf. He pushed and retreated a second time. Then, on the third push, Kayle, impatient, shoved backwards into his client's shaft, spearing himself on it. Both participants moaned in unison. Kayle's sphincter muscles clenched at the intruder, milking it. The puma withdrew, and then thrust in farther, slamming against the folf's prostate. The canine let out a loud 'yip' of pure pleasure. The canine's erection rubbed against the side of the bed, smearing it with his precum.
The feline purred again, and the vibrations of his cock nearly sent the folf over the edge. The puma withdrew and thrust again, grinding up against Kayle, his balls slapping against the folf's ass. Kayle felt himself approaching orgasm, and restrained himself, waiting for the puma to go first. The feeling of needed release soon became a semi-painful ache in his balls. The folf could feel the feline's barbs scratching against his inner walls, and he moaned, knowing that the big cat was close to his climax. The puma withdrew and gave one last hard thrust. Kayle squeezed down on his client as hard as he could, forcing the puma to a climax. Boiling hot feline seed splattered the canine's insides, and he finally let himself cum, spraying his load against the side of the bed.
The puma slowly pulled out, leaving Kayle with a strange feeling of emptiness. The feline panted for a moment, then patted the folf's rump. "Thanks for that. I'm getting in the shower, and you can leave after you clean up your mess." The puma indicated the splatter of canine spunk on the side of the bed. Kayle nodded, panting with exhaustion. The feline entered the bathroom, and the folf slid down to the floor and lapped up his own seed off the side of the mattress. He wearily pulled on his clothes, feeling warm cum leaking from his tailhole and down his thigh. As he exited the room, he smiled. In all honesty, this had to be the best job ever.