Zoo Curious
a Young Stage stays at home with his pet, Gauge, and enjoys some zoo curiosity.
"We'll be home in a few hours, dear. Take care of the dog while we're gone and don't make a mess of the house." Stage's mother told him as his parents were leaving to go see a movie. They did this every Friday night, which was great because it gave Stage some time to himself which he got the most out of.
"No problem Mom, enjoy the movie." The young lion said to his parents as the door shut behind them. He was sitting on the couch, flipping through television stations hoping to find something he liked. Naturally, nothing interested him and there was no hockey on tonight so he had to find something else to do.
He was about to get up when the family dog, Gauge, hopped up onto the couch beside him and started nuzzling into his side. Gauge was a red and white, male alaskan malamute, and he was most affectionate with his lion master.
"Hey buddy." Stage cooed as he scritched the cute puppy between the ears as Gauge closed his eyes and pushed up into the scritch. After a few moments of blissful cuddling, the malamute rolled over onto his side to expose his belly, telling Stage that he wanted a bellyrub. "Oh, you want me to rub your tummy?" The lion asked in a cute voice as he leaned over to run his hand over his pet's fluffy belly and chest. Like any dog having his belly rubbed, Gauge tensed up and started kicking his leg in pleasure.
As he was scratching, Stage noticed that the dog was more than just pleased, he was getting excited! He could see the red tip of the dog's member poking out of his sheathe which caused him to pull his hand away, embarrassed at what he saw. He looked around the room nervously, hoping his parents weren't outside still, where they could accidentally see Stage and his pet.
Gauge wasn't done yet, though. Still wanting the rest of that belly rub, he nuzzled into Stage's side some more and spread his legs wider, an open invitation to keep rubbing.
The young lion, still quite embarrassed, gave his pet a pat on the head before getting up an heading to the kitchen to make himself a snack. Gauge followed, trotting in step behind his young lion master. As Stage started looking through the cupboards, his dog sat beside him waiting for food or attention, tail wagging happily and tongue lolled out. "No Gauge, you have food, I'm just getting a snack."
The dog didn't move, he just stared with an open-mawed grin, tail still wagging happily.
Stage sighed, unable to say no to a face like that. He reached into the cupboard and got a couple cookies to share. "Fine, you get one, but don't tell mom." He laughed as he tossed one of the cookies, which Gauge happily snatched up, chewing it for a moment and swallowing it, leaning down to lick up the crumbs that fell. When he was done, he looked back up to his master, waiting for more.
"No, you already had one, spoiled dog." Gauge stayed where he was as Stage walked across the kitchen to the fridge, still looking for something to eat. Milk, eggs, some leftovers, nothing special. As he was looking, he glanced over to see his dog, still sitting pretty with an inch of red flesh poking out of his sheathe. Still somewhat embarrassed by the thoughts running through his head, Stage stood straight up and closed the door of the fridge, walking past the dog and back into the living room.
Nervous as could be, he walked from one window to another, making sure there was nobody around. Once he was sure he was alone, he patted his knees to summon Gauge. "Come on boy, c'mere!"
Gauge happily trotted over and tackled his master, leaning up against his legs and licking at his face. They nuzzled for a few minutes before Stage gently pushed the pup onto his side, giving him another vigorous tummy rub, paying extra special care to the area around his pet's balls and sheathe. He could tell that Gauge liked it, since he arched his back and tensed up, an inch or so of that pink rod of flesh pushing itself out from its soft, fleshy confines.
Stage still wasn't sure if he was willing to go through with this, but in the interest of curiosity (what feline isn't curious) he placed his palm over his pet's sheathe and rubbed gently; he could feel the beginnings of a knot start to swell inside, pressing against the tender inside of the sheathe.
Still nervous, he pulled his hand away from his dog's nethers and looked around the house, worried someone might walk up to his door. Gauge, on the other hand, had a look of disappointment on his face as his master stopped rubbing; it was that look that all dogs get when you stop petting them, those needy eyes that judge you for being a horrible master for neglecting them for a whole three seconds.
"Oh shush you." Stage scolded as he walked away. "Come on, let's go Gauge." he urged as he walked towards the couch where he was sitting earlier. There, they were hidden from view of any window. Gauge quickly jumped up and followed.
Gauge leaned over and started to scratch and rub all over his pet's body, getting him playful and energetic. On the back of the head, under the chin, hist back and sides, the base of his tail, and finally under his belly. Gauge stopped and spread his legs ever so gently, nuzzling into Stage's mane. The lion gingerly wrapped his paw around the thickening shaft inside his pet's sheathe, applying bits of pressure here and there to get a feel for its size.
"Well, if I'm gonna do it, might as well get it over with." He mumbled to himself as he shuffled over to Gauge's side to get a better grip. Gauge looked over at his master, still happy as can be. "It's okay, let's have some fun."
The young lion got a firm grip on the shaft that was still encased in the fleshy sheathe; almost instantly, the pup started bucking his hips forward, treating his master's paw like a moist hole to penetrate. As the canine's knot slowly inflated with each vigorous thrust, he was amazed to feel just how big and firm it was, pressing out against the inside of his sheathe.
"Wow..." he whispered to himself. He looked down and saw the thick, veiny tip was massively engorged and spurting out gob after gob of fluid. Paw still wrapped firmly around Gauge's swollen member, the young lion's urges got the better of him.
Still on his knees, he spun around and aimed his hind side at Gauge, lifting his tail to tell his pet that he was ready. Gauge, no stranger to bitch behaviour, happily hopped up onto his master's back and wrapped his forelegs around Stage's hips, using them for leverage as he began to thrust vigorously.
Stage could feel intermittent spurts of the dog's precum splashing against his eager pucker as his pet pushed its hips forward, moistening up the flesh and gumming up the fur that surrounded it. Stage didn't just want to be came on, he wanted his pet to cum inside him; he pushed back as best he could, hoping to feel the malamute's engorged rod poking at his rump.
The lion got his wish; as he backed into his pet's eager thrusts, he felt the firm tip roughly poking around underneath his tail, mostly missing its mark by hitting the fur around the hole or just catching the rim of flesh. It kind of hurt, but in a pleasant way that only strengthened his eagerness for that thrust when Gauge's member finally broke through.
Stage arched his back and spun his head around to nuzzle at his eager partner, who was too busy holding on and thrusting to be bothered to give his master a tender lick; no matter, Stage still showed his appreciation by reaching back to give his pet a gentle scratch behind the ears.
The thrusting continued until Stage felt the tip of Gauge's thick cock push through his moist, tender hole for a split second, causing a blast of sudden pain and deep pleasure to shoot up his spine before pulling back out and leaving him feeling needy and empty. He whimpered as he fell down to his elbows, pushing back in hopes that the malamute would once again hit his mark.
He didn't have to wait long, after a few more poorly aimed thrusts, Gauge once again rammed the red arrow into his target, pushing his tapered tip past his master's tight hole and stretching his flesh, causing another burst of pain and pleasure to rocket up Stage's spine. This time he didn't pull out.
Gauge kept thrusting roughly against his master's hole, his member pushing in deep and pulling out with each shallow thrust, the top of his knot slapping loudly against the moist, tender flesh of his lion master's hole. Stage was whimpering in delight as the malamute's girthy endowment ravaged his needy hole. He could feel every thrust going just a little deeper and stretching him just a little wider.
As Gauge pushed forward in his final, most powerful thrust, he felt the flesh of his sheathe finally peel back over the knot, exposing the entirety of its glistening glory to rub freely against his master's rump. Once he'd buried himself as deep as he could, he stopped with his thrusts but kept a firm grip on Stage's hips, shooting burst after burst of hot sticky cum into the lion's tenderized rump.
Stage was in convulsions of pleasure that were so powerful his arms grew weak and he had to lay his chest against the floor. He clenched his sphincter around his pet's shaft every time he felt the wet warmth of cum splashing against his tender insides. His eyes were rolling back in his head as he tried his best to keep himself from splashing his own seed all over the living room carpet.
Gauge was exhausted from his vigorous thrusting, so he laid down on his master's back, rubbing his nose against Stage's ruffled mane, cock still smothered in tender feline flesh, knot still pulsing with every ejaculation.
"Good boy." Stage whimpered as he leaned his head back to nuzzle at his partner's wet nose. Gauge gave a gentle lick to his master's face before hopping off, his engorged member slipping out of Stage's abused rump with a wet squish. The young lion was still too overwhelmed with pleasure to worry about helping his pup clean up the mess.
He could feel the bits of warm cum dribbling out and onto his balls, which Gauge eagerly licked up. Stage said nothing, focusing only on the feeling of the malamute's soft, wet tongue slapping against his flesh.