Drunken Revelry
A lion in a bar, enjoying a bit of booze sees a wolf come in, a bit too young obviously, but decides to monopolize his time in an interesting manner.
Drunken Revelry
M/M, Musk, Bondage, Watersports
Peter sighed, leaning with his back against the bar as he sipped from his beer. Glancing around, it was the same old set of regulars at his regular hideout, long tail swaying behind him slowly, tailtuff flicking lightly.
"Fuckin' hell.." giving a light lick of his muzzle, peeking over at the doorway as some young wolf came inside. He wasn't sure how the young wolf had gotten in, he knew there was a requirement of being at least twenty one years old and from the wide eyed look in his eyes and the way his body was built, there was no way he could be that old. Noticing that no one was really paying attention to him, he makes his way over to the wolf.
"Well hello there little pup.. welcome to the Lightning's Grace Bar. So how did ya get past the bouncer.." his thick scent still hanging in the air, a bit of his musk wafting up from his groin, his pants undone slightly. He could tell it was having an effect on the young wolf, his ears folding back submissively.
"Hi.. Hi sir. I.. I'm old enough, my id is valid." as the pup yelped slightly. Peter watched him, his large paw stroking under the wolf's chin massaging softly, he leans in and whispers "I know you aren't old enough.." Seeing that little glimmer of realization slowly spread, the wolf giving a bit of a whimper.
"P.. please d.. don't tell on me sir. I.. I'll do anything!" Nodding slightly, he repeated the pup's words to him, in an almost mocking tone.
"Anything? Anything at all eh?" Slowly licking his lips, watching the wolf nod, Peter felt a thrill race up his spine, it had been quite a while since he had some sort of toy to tease and fuck. Gripping the wolf's paw, giving a nod to the bartender as he began to lead him to the back of the bar.
"So pup.. what's your name? How old are you really?" Voice deep, rumbling in his chest as he spoke.
"It's Robin sir.. And I'm nineteen. S.. something wrong with that age?"
"Oh no, it's quite fun." As the mature lion leads it into one of the rooms, closing and locking the door. Giving a bit of a smirk, the wolf's head jerking side to side as he looks at the ropes, handcuffs and such around the room. He presses against him, a paw slipping around to cup the wolf's groin, hearing him yelp. Growling in his ear, whispering something.
"I feel very little here.. Sure you aren't some flat chest bitch?" Growling a bit, slowly rocking his hips against the wolf's rump, feeling how soft it was. The wolf shook his head, whining lightly, folding his ears back shivering at the feeling. He pushes the wolf down to his knees, a bit of a snarl escaping his muzzle.
"All that beer has raced it's way through my system.. I should share." as he rumbles deeply, undoing his zipper, freeing his thick nine inch cock.
"What?" Letting the wolf turn to look at him, a bit of fear filling his eyes, realizing what was going to happen.
"You aren't.. I'm still dressed.. I mean.. you can't do that" as his words were cut short, Peter watching as Robin's muzzle was flooded with his hot piss, he groaned. The big old lion let his bladder continue to empty, making sure to soak the pup's body. The only smells that permated the room, was the overpowering smell of dominant male lion.
"Oh so good.. that felt much better. Now Robin, strip for me.. I want to see my new toy." as he growls out, his paw stroking his cock, letting it thicken and grow erect. His cockhead swelled slightly, a bead of precum dripping slightly from his cumslit as he massaged his barbs. Letting his eyes watch as the boy undid his wet clothes, his fur a bit damp as well. He gave a bit of a laugh when the wolf slipped off his tight underwear, a small wolf cock peeking free, maybe four inches of cock stiff and out from his sheath.
"Well shame.. you might have been better off just being a bitch." Letting his tail flick out and smack the wolf's shaft, making him whine in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The lion grabbed some rope from the wall, smiling widely from ear to ear as the wolf lifts his paws nervously, allowing his paws to be tied. Tossing the rope through a ring from the ceiling, making Robin end up on his knees forward with his rump exposed.
"There we go.. time to fuck you little pup. Going to punish you for breaking the rules to get in here" Growling slightly, kneeling down behind the wolf as he rubs his cock teasingly against his tailhole, smearing precum. Peter loved the sound of a whimpering sound of the young wolf as he began to penetrate him. Growling lightly as his large paws grip the boy's hips, leaning over him as he rocks, pressing his shaft into him slowly and gently, "Oh fuck.. so nice and tight" The big lion taking his time with the wolf, dragging his shaft in and out over and over, letting the male get used to being used like this. Heavy balls swaying, giving a soft grunt from time to time as they smack against Peter's balls, the lion grinning slightly as he strokes the boy's chest, most of them don't submit so easily.
After a while of driving that big lion cock into the wolf's rump, he began to speed up, savoring the feeling of the boy's tight passage clenching around his cock. Paws slowly slide away from the wolf's chest, down to his hips, raking those trimmed clawtips through his fur, elicting moans from his new toy. The lion's tail snapped wildly side to side, precum drooling from the wolf under him. Peter shuddered slightly as he felt his orgasm starting to grow, his barbs stiffening slightly, causing the wolf to yelp and clench hard on his shaft. That bit of extra stimulation was all it took to send him over the edge, leaning in and biting the nape of the wolf's neck, Peter snarled in pleasure. His heavy tawny furred orbs drawing tight to his body with each jet of seed flooded into the boy's rump, he rode out the pleasure given to him, absently hearing some wet sounds as it was clear the young wolf was climaxing, shooting his cum onto the floor. Grinding his rump against the wolf's, he enjoyed his pleasure before withdrawing his shaft slowly, jerking slightly as those stiff barbs were stimulated a bit more. Glancing down, the wolf is slumped against the floor the best he can, regardless of how his hands are tied up.
"That was good.. maybe you'll learn not to sneak into clubs." as he laughs, wiping his cock off on the boy, making him fold those ears back. Standing, he gets dressed and undoes Robin's bindings, letting him slump against the floor, reeking of lion piss and cum. "I think you know your way out.."
Sitting at the bar for a bit, he relaxes and starts to sip the new drink he ordered, glancing over, he notices Robin rubbing his rump as he slips by, leaving a napkin at Peter's spot on the bar. Lifting it up, it's got a phone number and a note scrawled on it, 'Call me, would love more sometime'. Pausing from reading the note, looking around, the wolf pup alreadly having slipped out, Peter tucks the note into his pocket and licks his muzzle.
"Fuckin' Hell.. should be more fun sometime if I take the pup up on it."