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Super Bowl Weekend

Lance awoke with a start. It was the weekend of the Super bowl. Bets were being placed and everyone was donning their team's colors. He sat up and threw his sheet off of him, gazing down at his morning wood staring him in the face. Sleeping naked made the young lion feel free, as he thought nature had intended. Lance sprang out of bed and stretched his arms up in the air, taking a big breath and then letting it out with a groan. He walked to his bathroom and closed the door behind him. There was no one else in the house, but he felt safer with the doors closed. He looked at himself in the mirror, taking pride in what he saw. His mane was coming in nicely, very dark and even. He laughed as he pulled at the black tuffs starting to come out above his elbows. Sexy. He thought so anyway. His arousal had gone down, but he smiled as he ogled his own package, staring at his testicles, hanging neatly from his body.

After his morning routine of a cool shower followed by a brushing his teeth, Lance went downstairs to make himself some breakfast. Lance grew up with his mother. His father never married his mother, and when he was born his father said he wanted nothing to do with the kid. He and his mother had lived happily for quite a while, but his world ended when she died of a drug overdose. It had been a few years, and he had learned to cook quite well. Wearing only white cotton boxers, the teen went to work, putting a pot of water on the stove to boil while he toasted a bagel. When his bagel was done his water had just began to boil, and he cracked two eggs right into the water. At the same time, he cracked another egg in half and pored the egg yolk back and forth to separate out the white. He mixed the egg's yolk with a spoonful of butter and whipped it in a pan over the boiling water. This would keep the mixture from getting too hot and chunking up. After a minute of whisking, he added some paprika to the thickened mixture, and triumphantly proclaimed his sauce done by letting out a bellowing "HOLLANDAISE SAUSE!!"

Since no one else was home, Lance often yelled for fun. He took his bagel out of the toaster and smeared cream cheese on both halves. Then he ladled his easy poached eggs out of the water and placed one on each half. Finally it was topped off with a thin slice of smoked salmon from the refrigerator and his buttery sauce on top. In his opinion, he made fucking fantastic eggs benedict. He scarfed it down and put all the dishes in the sink, he would worry about cleaning dishes later. It was Saturday, and his friend Tyler was supposed to come over later and spend the night. The next day a few others would join them for the big game. Tyler was a wolf, just 17 years old, a few years younger than Lance. He had a dark coal coat with a brilliant white belly and muzzle. The contrast made him very striking.

He ran upstairs to put on some clothing. He had to go pick up Tyler from his house, and then they were going to go to hooters to watch the Ultimate Fighting Championship fights, sure to be exciting. He put on some straight cut rip curl shorts and an Attitude Bank shirt, ran his fingers through his hair and was satisfied. He never really was too into personal grooming; he thought nature did a great job. He grabbed his keys and ran out the door, putting on flip flops as he left. (Flip flops were commonplace where he was from, but his were special, and read "Local" on the pawstrap.)

It was quite the evening. After Lance had picked up Tyler, the two friends had gone to the local hooters. Lance wasn't too big a fan of hooters, as the one in his town didn't have that hot of women, a few horses, a rabbit, maybe a fox if you were lucky. But the hooters was managed by an old boisterous owl, and Lance thought that was hilarious. They had been waited on by a 20something year old lynx. She must have been a new hire, Lance had never seen her before, and he came here for almost every fight, as they didn't charge a cover fee like the other sports bars. She had been overly friendly, no doubt looking for a healthy tip. At first she was just really chatty, with the usual leaning over and pressing her breasts together. She really stepped it up though when she sat down on Tyler's lap, putting her arms around his neck and whispering his ear "Can I get you anything for dessert?"

Tyler's lip trembled for a little bit, then the lynx let gasped "ooh!" and jumped up, quickly taking off retreating to the kitchen. Lance looked questioningly at his friend, who gave a sheepish smile and blushed. Lance laughed as he figured out what had happened. That horny little bugger. After eating their fill of wings and the fights had come to a close, they ended up leaving a hearty 25% tip for the lynx's friendliness.

By the time they got back to Lance's house it was already nightfall. Entering his house, they went straight to his bedroom. He had a big house, but kept all of his best entertainment equipment in his room. His most prized possessions were his Tempur-pedic bed and his very dynamic speakers. One of Lance's favorite things to do was smoke a bowl, kick back and listen to some good tunes. His friend Tyler also liked to smoke, a lot.

"What time do you want to go to bed tonight?" Lance asked, "The game starts at ten a.m. tomorrow, but everyone else is coming a bit early."

"I'm down to stay up pretty late tonight," the wolf replied, then asked "What should we do? Do you have any movies?"

"Yeah I have a few..." the big cat said.

"-What about Black Hawk Down?" Tyler interjected. Lance laughed. That was one of the few movies he actually had. "Take some bong hits first?" Lance said.

"For sure," Tyler replied with a big grin. Lance took out his bong and filled the bowl with some tasty blue dream. He put his mouth to the top and began to inhale as he lit the bowl with his lighter. After the tube was filled he pulled the bowl and inhaled the column of thick, almost yellow smoke quickly, the water making a "glug glug glug" sound. He inhaled the smoke deep into his lungs and felt it instantly. As he blew out the smoke, he could feel sparklers going off in his brain as the THC bonded to his receptors. The lion let out a pleasant murr as his body began to throb with a tingling pleasure, not that different from an afterglow. He felt all his muscles relaxing, and as though all of his problems were somewhere far off. "Wow. Here you go man" he said, passing his bong to Tyler. After the bong had gone back and forth a few times, they were ready for the movie.

Lance put the disk in his Blu-ray player and turned his speakers up loud. In his opinion the only way to watch movies was with theater worthy volume. He changed into basketball shorts; Tyler was already wearing a pair, so Lance didn't need to offer him anything more comfortable. They both sat on his bed, positioned right in front of the large television. He clicked Play Movie and lied back, while Tyler sat back against the wall.

A short while later, lance felt himself getting a bit sleepy. He was a little drowsy and was in a pleasant world of his own, not watching the movie at all. He opened his eyes and saw the Tv still playing the movie, about half way through. There was a hawk on the screen yelling "Should we send in another bird?!" as one helicopter had already crashed. Lance closed his eyes again and his paw started to wander downwards. He slipped his paw into his shorts and cupped his balls. He let out a moan as he rolled them around, squeezing them lightly one at a time, then both together. The tip of his cock had begun to slip out of his sheath, and releasing his balls he grabbed hold of his hot rod. It slid out quickly into his paw and he let out a breath, smiling to himself. His paw slowly moved up and down, just barely stroking himself. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes again, gazing at the ceiling. Why was he watching this stupid movie again? He had seen it at least a half a dozen times. His eyes widened as he remembered his guest for the night. Still holding his cock, Lance turned around and looked back at Tyler, nervous to how Tyler would react. What he saw made him grimace with discomfort. Tyler was just grinning at him, had he been watching the whole time?

"Oh well, too late now" thought the lion, and turned back to the movie, continuing to stroke himself ever so slowly. Soon enough, the movie had ended. Lance turned around and looked back at the wolf, asking "well, what do you wanna do now?" It was still pretty early. They decided upon taking more bong hits and watching another movie. Lance stood up to exchange the disks in the player, his shorts tenting terribly as he did so. On his way back to the bed he glanced at Tyler, who was staring at his crotch. Tyler quickly turned his eyes away when he saw Lance looking at him, his cheeks burning red with embarrassment. As the second movie of the night started, the lion went back to stroking himself, this time grabbing his dick through his shorts, so that his friend could see a clear outline of what he was doing. The whole movie went by with Lance stroking himself through his shorts, and a damp spot had formed on the tip of his tent. When the movie was over, Lance turned off the television and player with the remote and sat up.

"It's getting pretty late, what do you wanna do now?" Lance asked, still holding his cock through his shorts as he stared his friend in the face.

"I don't know, we could go to sleep soon" the wolf answered, looking the lion in the eyes. He was clearly trying hard not to look down at his friend's dick.

"Why is he so nervous already?" thought Lance. Maybe it was because he was in someone else's house. How should he say this? "Um...wanna beat off before we go to sleep?" the lion said quietly.

"You serious?" asked Tyler, weary of his friend, who he thought was just looking for another way to make fun of him.

"Do I look like im joking?" Lance said as he started to stroke himself again. He closed his eyes and squeezed a bit harder, making himself moan unbashfully.

"If you're serious...I guess I'm down. How do we start?" Tyler asked.

"Get naked!" Lance said and quickly removed all his clothes. Tyler's mouth hung open a bit as his friend stripped right in front of him. The wolf's gaze dropped lower and settled on the lion's plump sheath, complete with angry red rod jutting out. The lion had an average sized six inch dick which was leaking beads of precum down to his sack, leaving a shiny streak in his brown fur. "Common, get naked." Lance said, snapping Tyler out of his trance.

Tyler was a little hesitant, but looking over at his naked, horny kitty friend made all his doubts vanish. The wolf took off his shirt, then pulled down his shorts and boxers at the same time. Now it was the lion's turn to stare. Lance looked down at the wolf's sheath, which already had the tapered tip poking out. The wolf's balls were nice and full, covered in a gray fuzz with slightly thicker and darker pubic fur surrounding his thighs and sheath.

"Let's start," Lance said, grabbing his dick as he started to jack himself off. He sat back next to Tyler, who had begun to rub the tip of his own cock, coaxing it out of its sheath. Soon the wolf was fully erect as well, standing at a slightly smaller five inches. Lance watched his friend fondle his balls as he stroked himself. Looking the wolf's dick, the lion cocked his head and gave a curious look.

"Where's your knot?" Lance asked bluntly.

"It only comes out when I'm about to cum" Tyler said. After a few minutes had passed of them stroking themselves, Lance took his hand off his dick and held his open paw to the side, closer to his friend. Tyler smiled and took the hint, taking his paw off his cock and holding it in the air as well. Lance brought his hand down and gently closed his fingers around his friend's rod. It was hotter than he expected it to be. He gasped as his friend reciprocated and gripped his pole as well.

"So these are your barbs?" Tyler asked, putting his fingertips right under tiny spikes on the lion's shaft and lifting them slightly, pricking them with his nails. Lance let out loud grunt and bucked his hips, gasping "uh, yeah those right there."

Lance placed his fingers on the bottom of Tyler's member, and let his claws out as little as he could. Claws barely grazing the surface, he dragged his fingers up along the wolf's shaft, until they all came together at the tip. Tyler gasped and writhed under his paw, excitement rushing through him as he felt the lion gently scratching him. It felt so amazing; he wanted greatly to return the sensations. Tyler gripped the tip of the lioncock and dragged his fist down the rod. When he started coming back up he made sure to brush the sensitive barbs along the way. The lion groaned and let out a throaty rumble, "Ugh, I'm gunna cum soon."

"Already?" his friend teased with a light chuckle.

"Yeah, you dogs have your knots, and... we lions cum fast." Lance retorted, "We have great stamina though." Tyler sped up his stroking and gripped even tighter. He used his other paw to cup the lion's sack, which had pulled up tightly close to his body. Tyler squeezed the orbs firmly in his paw and the lion let out a mighty roar, cum spewing from his cock tip. The first few gobs shot up and landed on his chest, followed by more cum dribbling out and down the wolf's wrist for the ensuing ten seconds. The whole time the lion bucked his hips wildly and snarled almost angrily. As he came down from his orgasm, and still panting heavily, he leaned over and licked the wolf's muzzle once. Tyler was stunned. Did the lion really just kiss him? Not too far a stretch considering what they were doing the wolf figured. The lion continued to stroke the hot wolfcock in his paw. Lance looked down at it. Had the knot begin to show itself yet? Maybe, he thought, but if so then just barely...

The wolf was enjoying the treatment he was receiving, but he noticed that his friends cock was still rock hard. "Wow...you weren't kidding about stamina," Tyler said, "I don't suppose you wanna...um...suck each other off?"

"You wanna 69?" Lance asked, letting go of his friends cock.

"Um, well. I'd prefer to just receive, and then I can return the favor after?" the wolf suggested.

Without saying anything, Lance turned his body around so his face was right in the wolf's groin. He inhaled deeply, taking in the musky, slightly dank sent. After admiring the cute member for a second, the lion cupped his bud's sac and took his dick into his maw, sucking hard. The wolf let out a high pitched "Rrruff", and thrust his hips, driving his dick back into the lion's throat. The lion reached down to jack off, the situation was just too hot not to.

"Hey," said Tyler, swatting Lance's hand away. "I'll take care of you after, don't worry." Lance snickered and drew his paw back, and continued to suck. After a little while, he pulled off the member and looked at his friend, who had his eyes closed in bliss. But when the wolf felt his friend pause, he pried his eyes open and looked down at the young lion who had been pleasuring him. Lance gripped the shaft at its base, scrunching up the sheath, and looked his friend right in the eyes. Keeping eye contact the entire time, he stuck out his broad tongue and lapped at the head of the wolf's cock. Tyler whimpered and wiggled, the rough texture of the lion's tongue was driving him insane, but the lion would not let up. He lapped and licked around all the crevices, paying special attention to the crown.

Finally, Lance felt the wolf's knot forming in his paw. He squeezed a bit harder around the quickly swelling knot and sucked hard on the tip of his buddy. The lion bobbed up and down, using his tongue to press the member firmly to the roof of his mouth. He used his other paw to roll the wolf's seedmakers around. He singled out the right one, and rubbed gently. He switched to the left nut and applied a tender pressure.

"I'm not gunna last much longer," Tyler said with a groan. He could feel the young lion's mane brushing his inner thighs and tickling his balls. His knot was fully swollen now, and Lance could really feel it. He could feel the wolf's cock throbbing on his tongue, spurting out sweet precum. Lance took both hands and wrapped them around his friends knot, gripping hard. He bobbed up and down rapidly and the wolf howled an "Arrooooo!" The lion just gripped harder as his friends salty seed spilled into his mouth. He drank it all down and continued to suck.

"Ahh! K, k enough," the wolf gasped. Not a chance. The lion knew that as long as he simulated the tie, the wolf would continue to cum. So he held on as for dear life, and swirled his tongue around the wolf's cock, trying to not miss a single spot. The cock let out a constant flow of cum, but every time the lion's maw got full he swallowed the thick essence, gulping it down. He slowed down his bobbing, sped it up, but the whole time he squeezed that knot as hard as he could. The wolf was in heaven, or hell, he didn't know. It was a torturous orgasm. His dick was exploding with pleasure, and was super sensitive from cumming, but as the lion sucked he continued to cum. And cum. It seemed as though it would never end, the wolf gasping and letting out little yiffs the entire time. But finally the lion released his vice grip, and the wolf came down from his lengthy climax.

"Oh my God. That's the hardest, and longest, that I've, ever came," Tyler said in between breaths. The wolf was panting hard, but he turned to the lion and suddenly kissed him hard. Lance was shocked and pulled back at first, but after a moment he began to get into it. Tyler tasted himself in the lion's mouth, and their tongues danced for a bit. Tyler pulled back and they stopped making out. The wolf was in a very pleasant afterglow, and said "wow, that was incredible. My cock is aching now, though, from cumming that hard.

"I have to say...mine is aching too right now..." the lion said. They both looked down at their members. The wolf's cock was still hard, but his knot had gone down. It twitched with the wolf's heartbeat. The lion's, on the other hand, was rock hard, with precum dripping down his dick, down his sac and making a small wet pooling on the sheets. His barbs were flared out a bit, visibly raised from the shaft. Now it was the wolf's turn.

Tyler smiled at Lance and got into position. At first, he ran his paw up the lion's sac and then up his shaft, collecting all the slippery precum that he could- quite an amount. He pumped his fist up and down on the lion's pole, the slippery substance making his fist slide fluidly upon the lion. Lance purred like a kitty as he felt each finger rub against every one of his barbs, brushing them up and down. Tyler bent down close to the lion's cock, sniffing it. He was overwhelmed with a sweet but spicy musk which tingled his nose. He shivered from the intoxicating sent and then took as much of his friend into his mouth as he could, and twirled his tongue around, trying to find each of the nubs individually, flicking each one as he hit them.

"Ohh..Wha..," the lion mumbled almost incoherently. Tyler knew that Lance was about to climax, so he stopped entirely and just held the member in his mouth. It was twitching madly, spurting little droplets as he was held right at the edge. The wolf massaged the lion's balls, but didn't move his tongue at all. Just that ministration was enough to keep the lion at the edge. Tyler tightened his lips as tight as he could, careful to not nick his friend with his fangs. With his lips sealed around the lion, the wolf bobbed his head rapidly, hurling the lion over the edge. Lance Roared a deep, unremitting roar as he exploded into the wolf's muzzle. Tyler could feel the barbs flaring out, scratching the sides of his mouth, but it didn't hurt too badly, and it was kind of turning him on. The lion finally stopped roaring, and a second later his orgasm faded. The wolf flicked his tongue along the barbs a few times, elicting a playful growl from the kitty.

Tyler drew back up and hugged the lion. Lance looked down at the wolf around his chest, and put his paw under the wolf's chin. He turned the wolf up kissed him softly.

"So, who's gunna win the Super bowl tomorrow you think?" asked the wolf.

"Really? Now?" queried the lion, who was still in his afterglow.

"Yeah, well, the game's in a few hours ya know" said Tyler.

"Oh, well, I'd have to say//" But the lion was cut off by "DING DONG" of his doorbell. The pair looked at each other, covered in cum and naked. There was no time to clean up their mess. The lion and the wolf kissed one more time, then went upstairs to greet their friends, still naked and covered in cum.