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Hunter looked around the smokey club, desperately trying not to spill the shots he was carrying. Tyler was just here, where the fuck had the stallion vanished off to? It's not like the panther had trouble seeing over the crowd, at six and a half feet tall, he towered over almost everyone here. Save for a familiar pair of bulls making out in the back corner.

He turned left and right trying to see if maybe his gym buddy had landed one of the does he had hit on earlier, but they were long gone. He swapped the shots to one paw and took out his phone to text the missing stallion. Then something started to spark in the panther's alcohol addled brain. Something familiar about this situation. Before he could put one and one together however, he felt a sudden jab in the small of his back.

"BOO!"

The panther hissed and jumped straight up, nearly hitting the ceiling, dropping everything he was carrying. A roan fur covered hand shot out from behind them and caught his phone on the way down. The two shots smashed on the ground, sambuca splashing over the floor.

"Don't do that! I'm gonna scratch you someday!" Hunter yelled, turning on the smaller stallion, who was laughing uncontrollably, seemingly unconcerned by the stress tensed muscles of the towering panther.

"It's too funny dude! You always go three feet straight up!" He chortled, tossing the panther back his phone. Pushing through the crowd, with an unamused expression on his face came Thompson the gorilla bouncer, brush and pan in hand.

"Out! Come back next week, when you aren't feeling so disruptive!" He ordered, and Hunter nodded, this not being their first time being asked to leave. Tyler thought about arguing, but with the larger Hunter sidling away obediently, he was left looking up to the gorilla's scowl.

Out on the street, the two quickly found themselves in good spirits again, Hunter chuckling at the stallion's prank now that his heart wasn't racing anymore.

"If you wanna keep drinking I've got a six pack back at my apartment," he offered. Tyler nodded affirmatively.

"Fuck yeah dude, you've got that sick TV too."

They started to make their way down the block, but it wasn't long before Tyler scowled. "How far is it again? I really gotta piss,"

"Like ten minutes dude,"

"Ugh, is there an alley?" The stallion asked, looking around. Unfortunately for him, this area still had a continuous crowd moving through, having gotten themselves kicked out just a little too early for there to be free walls to piss against.

"C'mon bro, just walk fast. It's not that far," Hunter said, pushing the stallion forward. Tyler continued whinging the full walk home, threatening to piss himself if they didn't get there soon.

Hunter rolled his eyes and tried to change the topic, but the stallion was relentless. Eventually, after an age, they arrived at Hunter's apartment building and thankfully it was only three flights up to the panther's apartment.

Tyler forced his way through the door as soon as it was unlocked and stumbled to the bathroom, while Hunter went to fetch the beers and when he was waiting on the couch, feeling a little flushed from all the stallions complaints, and now the echoing sound of his piss in the toilet, he found himself scrolling to his secret folder on his phone.

Saved pictures and videos of men in chastity cages and diapers, peeing themselves and being pissed on greeted the panther. He groaned needily and rubbed his dick through his shorts. He found himself hoping Tyler would leave early, or at least turn in. Then Hunter could ride one of his toys, fantasizing about being locked and diapered by some hot daddy...

"WHAT IS THAT!" Came a sudden shout from right beside Hunter's ear. The panther jumped straight up, heart pounding as he realised Tyler had snuck up on him. The phone slipped out of his paw, and Tyler's hand darted out to catch it.

Tyler brought the phone to his face, eyes widening. Hunter felt his stomach knot up immediately.

"I-it's not what It looks like bro. Mike just trolled me with a link," He lied, reaching out for his phone. Tyler pivoted out of reach and shook his head.

"No bro! These are saved. This is your jam..." He trailed off and his eyes widened even further and Hunter knew immediately what he was looking at, "BRO THIS IS YOU!" he exclaimed, turning the phone toward the panther. Hunter winced as he saw the pictures he took last weekend. Caged and diapered. Blushing as he wet himself. Comparing his caged dick with his dildos.

"Ty, please you can't tell anyone. I'd never live it down. Please, just give me the phone and forget this," Hunter begged, tears starting to form. Tyler noticed that and seemed to snap out of his delight.

"Hey, hey. You know I would never tell anyone something you wanted secret," He assured the panther softly, handing back the phone, "It was just like, fun to find out that my big bro is into that shit"

Hunter took back the phone sheepishly, paw wiping his eyes. He jumped a little as he felt Tyler's hand on his back, but let the stallion sit him back down on the couch. Tyler rubbed between the panther's shoulders, just like he did when Hunter drank too much and needed to vomit. The familiarity was particularly comfortable.

The stallion cracked a beer for each of them, and they drank in silence for a minute.

"So you jerk off to diapers?" Tyler asked bluntly, a teasing edge creeping back into his voice. Hunter doubled over and groaned.

"You are going to be obnoxious about this aren't you?" the panther complained as Tyler giggled.

"C'mon man! I'm not trying to upset you again or nothing. But I've got so many questions!" He said, picking up his beer and taking another swig, "Like why do you photoshop your dick off?"

Now it was Hunter's turn to be confused, "What? I didn't photoshop my dick off? What are you talking about?"

"In the pictures you ain't got no dick! and I know you're packing for real. You're the most hung cat in the gym showers," Tyler explained and Hunter had a light bulb moment.

"Oh right, it's not photoshop. It's a chastity cage. You probably didn't notice cause it's the same colour as my fur," Hunter unlocked his phone and showed Tyler the picture again, zooming in on the cage.

"Fuck dude, that's so fucking small. That must hurt so bad!" Tyler said, staring with shock. Hunter felt a weird surge of pride. It took a lot of time and effort to get used to wearing such a small cage, and it felt oddly nice to surprise someone.

"It's not bad at all once it's on. It just takes a while," He explained, Tyler swallowed hard, still staring at the picture of the panther's caged junk. Hunter looked down and realised the stallion was starting to tent his shorts.

"Ty...do you. Would you want to see me wear it, for real?" Hunter asked a little sheepishly, and it was Tyler's turn to blush as he realised he was caught.

"I...Yeah I think I do?" He said, stroking a hand down the growing bulge in his shorts as he followed the panther out of the living room.

Hunter led his friend to his bedroom, feeling like he was walking along a tightrope. He'd never shown someone this stuff in real life before, and now he was going to show his best friend everything. Yet weirdly it felt right. Like he and Tyler had spent years together in the gym, appreciating each other's bodies and being there for each other when shit got hard. If there was someone he could trust with this, it was Tyler.

Once inside the room, he took the cage out of his bedside drawer, where he kept it when he wasn't wearing it and handed it to Tyler. The stallion turned it over and over, whistling.

"It really is that fucking small!" He exclaimed, and Hunter swore he heard the fabric of his shorts start to tear as the stallion's cock throbbed visibly. Hunter felt his face burn even hotter as he started to shimmy out of his own shorts. Tyler looked away out of habit and Hunter laughed.

"Dude, you're gonna have to look if you want to put that cage on me," He said, sitting on his bed, his own cock half hard and pulsing.

"Y-you want me to put it on you? But I-I don't know how!" Tyler stammered, suddenly shy now that his friend was naked in front of him. He'd seen the panther naked almost daily, from almost every angle as they chatted and showered in the locker rooms. Went skinny dipping together a few times. He'd never thought about the panther's body this way before. At least...not openly.

Hunter spread his legs and leaned back a bit, cock flopping onto his belly, the pink flesh standing out from his black fur, "It's really simple, I'll talk you through it. You want to take the big ring first, and slide my sack through it, then my cock,"

Tyler found himself following the command without thinking, stopping only when he felt the panther's dick throbbing in his hand. Their eyes met and they both blushed. It took a little finagling, but he was able to slide the half hard cock through, and watched as Hunter quickly grew rock hard. He winced as his own meat throbbed hard, painful in his shorts.

"Do you mind if I get naked too?" He asked, shimmying out of his shorts when Hunter nodded. His cock slapped loudly against his belly once it was free, and jutted awkwardly in front of him as it throbbed freely.

"Hey, before you put the rest of the cage on, do you wanna take a pic of our cocks together?" Hunter asked quietly, eyes locked hungrily on Tyler's bobbing flared cockhead..

"Fuck yeah dude!" Tyler replied, face flushed and heart pounding as he started to just let himself get into the moment. He took Hunter's offered phone and slid himself against his friend, cocks laying together twitching happily.

"Heh, you may be hung for a cat, but damn comparing to a stallion makes you look pathetic!" He snickered, making sure to get Hunter's flushed face in some of the pictures as the big cat let out an audible whimper. It was true too. Hunter's cock throbbed happily at just over eight inches, but Tyler dwarfed him, with a whole four more inches in length, and roughly double the girth.

"You're so fucking big bro. You make me look like a kitten!" Hunter moaned out as Tyler's pre dripped onto his belly. Tyler nodded and tossed the phone onto the bed, satisfied for now with the thirty or so photo's he'd taken.

"That's right, next to me you're a Kitten Dick, and it's time to make you look even smaller! What's next with this," Tyler asked, holding up the remaining cage pieces.

"So you take that little bit, and then you put it over my cockhead, and then slowly press down. It's gonna take a while because I'm really hard, but you'll be able to cram it all in," Hunter responded, pointing out the second part of the cage. Tyler nodded and did as he was instructed.

Hunter yelped as the stallion squished down too hard, "You said cram!" Tyler winced, releasing his grip.

"I also said slowly!..It's fine it's fine, just try again," Hunter said. Tyler gave another go, this time obviously scared of hurting Hunter. Hunter laid his paw over Tyler's and pressed down, giving the stallion the right pressure. They caught each other's eyes again as Tyler slowly pressed Hunter's dick into the cage. They simultaneously gave each other a goofy smile, faces flushed and breathing heavily, and both felt their hearts flip.

Tyler was jaunted out of the moment when he felt the two pieces of the cage clack together. He stared in shock.

"It's gone! It's really just gone!" He exclaimed.

"Quick, before you make me hard again! Line them up and slide the lock through!" huffed Hunter, trying his best to stay soft. Tyler quickly got the cage locked, and as he slid the key out, whinnied quietly.

"You really are a kitten dick now bro!" He chortled, stroking the panther's fat churning balls as Hunter's caged dick started to dribble furiously. Hunter whimpered again, louder this time and he handed Tyler his phone for another round of pictures.

"Spread those legs pindick!" Tyler said joyfully as he snapped the pics, and maybe a bit too loudly, making Hunter cringe, hoping nobody was awake to hear. The stallion made sure to get another whole array of shots comparing cock to nub. At this point they were both dripping pre. By the end of the photoshoot, Hunter's cage, balls and belly were drench with both of their pre.

"Aw, looks like the kitten had an accident. I guess this is why you're supposed to be diapered," Tyler teased, making Hunter squirm. "You want me to fetch one so you can stop pissing all over your bed?"

Hunter almost spurted at the suggestion alone, "You..you don't have too...But...Fuck, yes I want you too. They're in the closet behind you"

Tyler quickly found the unmarked brown box and rooted around inside, finding wet wipes, baby powder and a whole array of diapers. They all had these cute guys peeking over, and Tyler looked to see if he could find one with...Bingo! He turned back, careful not to show which one he chose just yet and almost unloaded himself at the sight of Hunter, legs hiked and spread, pre dribbling from his cage and down over his balls, paws on his muzzle as he panted and blushed.

"Time to get you pampered up champ," Tyler teased, sliding the diaper under Hunter's butt.

"Don't forget the tail!" Hunter helped, and Tyler chuckled at the panther's eagerness as he pulled his friend's tail through the premade hole.

"Don't worry kitten, big bro knows what he's doing!" Tyler said, lying through his teeth. He smirked as he saw how that made Hunter squirm and blush. He wiped up as much of the precum as he could, taking extra care around the panther's cage and balls, until Hunter's hips juuuuust started to hump and thrust into his hand. Then he pulled back and got the powder ready.

"Waitwaitwait, I'm so close, I'm about to cum," Hunter begged

"Huh? Cum? I don't think so. Your little kitten dick can't cum. It's not big enough yet. You must be about to piddle yourself!" Tyler teased, liberally coating his friend's crotch in baby powder, before using his paws to spread it all around, making sure the panther's ass and crack got a good coating too.

Hunter felt weak with arousal, and an ache rapidly formed in his balls. Too weak to protest as the diaper was quickly folded over his needy cage and taped shut. He leaned into Tyler's hand as the stallion stroked his cheek, snapping the last few photos of the panther.

"And look at that, big bro's keeping a close eye on your diaper kiddo!" Tyler said, chuckling as he revealed the horse peeking over Hunter's diapered crotch. Eliciting another adorable squirm and blush from the big panther. Which made Tyler's ignored meat throb insistently in response.

"So... if I'm gonna be diapering you, I feel like you should give your 'big bro' something in return, right?" Tyler said, stroking his flared cock with his free hand.

"Y-you wanna do this again?" Hunter asked, so excited about that prospect he missed the implication.

Tyler smirked, "Yeah. I do, kitten. I'm gonna keep these keys, so you're stuck as a diaper dependent kitten. In exchange for me changing those diapers, you get to suck my fat cock whenever I want. You think you can do that kitten?"

Hunter whined in response, and at first Tyler thought the panther had just pissed himself, as the cum shot from the panther's caged, limp dick, not in ropes, but as a continual stream that came in waves, splattering audibly into Hunter's diaper.

"Yes Big Bro! I'll suck your cock... Fuck! I need my diapers because I can't control my little nub!" Hunter whimpered out, and Tyler clambered onto the bed, kneeling over the submissive panther's head. Hunter opened his mouth wide and surprised Tyler by swallowing his flared head easily. He had expected the panther to make out with his head like most girls did, but Tyler's girth was apparently nothing to the panther.

Hunter worked over the first few inches of Tyler's cock for a little while, making the stallion gasp and arch his back, before deciding to show his friend what his well trained throat could ~really~ do.

Tyler yelped in surprise as Hunter heaved underneath him, flipping him onto his back, and twisting over to loom overtop of him. Tyler was reminded of how much the hulking panther physically dwarfed him. It was easy to forget that Hunter was now his caged, diapered kitten, as the power lifter crouched over Tyler, growling menacingly and blocking the light from above. The few seconds of terror melted back into pleasure as Hunter's mouth slid down over Tyler's cock once again.

With better control over his angle, Hunter was able to slide not just the first six inches of Tyler's cock into his maw, but with a forceful pop, began sliding the flared shaft down his throat proper, until the panther's tongue was gently lapping at Tyler's churning nuts.

"Whaaaat the fuck, bro?! The whole damn thing?!" Tyler exclaimed, "You fucking... cock... Houdini!"

Hunter chuckled and then revealed his true secret weapon. As he slid up and down Tyler's cock, purrs rumbled up from deep in his chest, vibrating around and through Tyler's sensitive cock meat. The poor stallion was completely unprepared for this level of pleasure, and quickly found himself lustfully thrusting and snickering.

It was only about three minutes, tops, before Tyler let out a guttural neigh and unloaded deeply down into his buddies throat. Hunter groaned in pleasure as he felt the horse's thick cock throbbing and spurting, pulling back so that he could taste his buddy's hot, salty cream. He greedily slurped down every drop, until Tyler's balls were completely drained..

The two found themselves collapsed and sweating on the bed, both panting heavily.

"Bro. I'm gonna murder you," Tyler gasped, "I've been bitching about my girlfriends' weak head game for YEARS and you can do it like THAT?!"

Hunter blushed, "Hey, you know I like guys. You could have asked at any point. All I've ever heard you talk about is tits and pussy. I didn't think you'd be interested,"

Tyler grumbled, unwilling to be wrong but unable to respond, and tried to get off the bed. Exhaustion was seeping into his bones, and worries and conflicts about what he'd just done were seeping into his mind. Hunter watched him struggle for a second.

"You don't have to sleep on the couch you know," He suggested but Tyler continued to get up. The stallion looked back down at the panther.

"I... I got stuff to think about. It's not, like regret. Or about your stuff. I just. You're right, I've only been into women before. I think. I don't know. I gotta think for a bit," He said, thoughts starting to overwhelm him.

Hunter recognised the confusion that was starting to cloud Tyler's face and reached out to hold his hand, "Take your time. Nothing has to happen just because of what we did or said tonight. Just don't...just please be here in the morning," Hunter said, trying to be supportive but unable to keep the edge of emotion out of his voice.

Tyler seemed to recognise that and squeezed Hunter's hand for a sec, "Yeah I'll be here, don't worry bro,"

With that the stallion left the panther alone, and they both tried, and failed, to sleep.

Hunter lay back in his bed, one paw idly squishing his diaper. The humiliation of his secret being known flushing through him. He took out his phone and scrolled through the pictures Tyler had taken, heart pounding when he noticed that the stallion had forwarded them all to his phone too.

Tyler spent the night laying on the couch, staring at the same pictures, toying with Hunter's cage keys. It felt so weird realising that he was turned on by someone he'd known for so long. At first he wondered if it was just the kinks that were turning him on. But the more he thought about it, the more he realised that he'd definitely been avoiding thinking about Hunter like that. Like some part of him wanted the panther all along, but the stallion couldn't let himself admit it.

He realised eventually that he'd threaded the keys onto his keychain while he'd been thinking. He jiggled them and felt warm just thinking about Hunter, blushing and moaning. About how hot the panther looked, locked and then diapered. The sound of Hunter cumming helplessly in his padding.

The stallion soon found himself fishing his cock back out, and spent the rest of the night teasing himself to his new collection of pictures, while Hunter in his bedroom did the exact same thing, both imagining all the future pictures they could take together.