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Club Security

By: Silverback Christianpaw

12.10.11

The club's Security was sitting around in the break room waiting for tonight's round as another Friday night line-up was coming. It was still daylight so there wasn't going to be a line outside for a couple more hours, which gave the guys some time to eat and chit-chat.

"That was a hot night. He was really good with feet," Jeff said as his red dragon tail wrapped around the leg of his chair.

The overweight horse, Darryl, nodded as he chewed a big bite of his cheeseburger. He wasn't as fit as the red dragon, which showed from his bigger belly, and his speech was a little off, but he was still a very big and strong guy and was one of the club's more feared security guards.

"We left a big mess in the corner over there," Jeff said pointing to the corner right behind Darryl's chair.

"I hear'ya. Only time I ever seen Mag mop a dadgum floor in my life." He shoved the rest of the burger in his mouth and chewed.

"I missed that. I'm going to have to make an even bigger mess tonight," Jeff chuckled.

"Hehe, well if you're offering," Darryl stood up in front of Jeff and put his hand on top of the dragon's head and his other on his own belt.

"Haha, no hun I'm good for now. Besides, I'm planning on fucking one of our 'new-blood's' tonight. I haven't had a good one in a while."

Darryl sits back down looking at his big bowl of reeses pieces. He takes a handful and shoves them into his mouth, "Well if it's been bad why dontcha just get one'your usuals?"

"Meh, I want someone new tonight. It's Friday, there's going to be all kinds of new boys here tonight, just waiting for the taking."

"Hey guys," Mag dropped his black work-bag in the corner and took off his jacket. The jaguar was much bigger and more muscular than his two peers being just over seven feet tall with muscles in places most people don't even have places.

"Mag, Why aren't you in uniform?" Jeff asked.

"I'm working on it, I'm working on it. Jeez. Can't even get a hello," he said as he unzipped his bag and pulled out his black black uniform.

"Gotta problem, Mag? Moppin' the floors gettin' too tiring for ya?" Darryl chuckled.

"I wouldn't have to if this dragon-slut here would do his activities somewhere else."

Jeff started laughing and clapping his hands, "Hey, at least I take care of myself. Unlike you, who goes months without."

"Yeah," Mag's face grew a little long, "Roger and I are still having problems. We started fighting this morning right before I left for my 10 o'clock class today. So I'm a little steamed. I seriously hope that somebody just tries to get into my face tonight."

Darryl's ears flickered, "Wait a second, you actually want one of those troublemakers tonight?"

"You damn fucking right I do," he pounded his big fists together, the short sleeves of his uniform now hugging tight on his biceps, "We've been fighting a lot lately, he's getting on my last nerve today. So I'd love to just punch somebody in the fucking mouth."

"Problem solved! You can hit Darryl!" Jeff smiled and pointed at the horse.

Darryl said, "No way! Shit, with those muscles you'd be able to punch the stink off'a skunk."

All of the guy's radios beeped with a message from their boss, "Alright guys, there's a line starting to form outside guys. I want Mag and Billy to take the floor, Ida to take the back entrance, Dizmis to round the parking lot, and Darryl and Jeff to maintain the line."

Mag quickly tied his steel-toe boots. Jeff got up and attached his radio to his belt, "Alright guys, let's go do our thing."

"Awwight, or Mag and I can go to work while someone gets done by Jeff," Darryl snorted as he chuckled.

Jeff's tail swayed back and forth, "Hehe, I'm hoping."

* * *

During summertime even the cold night air felt rather warm but that doesn't stop a lot of college kids from wearing sleeves, colorful socks on their arms, fingerless gloves, and baggy trip pants.

"I.D. please?" Darryl said to someone with his arm around his boyfriend. Both had piercings all over their faces and one had thick bars in his earlobes. These two already had their IDs out for him and handed them to him. He examined them both for a second before giving them back. "Awwright, don't cause any trouble boys, ya hear? Other else I'm gonna whip out a blot-cutter on both'ya."

"Um, no problem sir," one of them said weakly before going in.

"Now Darryl, don't scare them, we still want them to come back next week," Jeff said as he looked at a couple of girls IDs, "Okay go ahead."

"Hey, they don't messich me, and they won't messich you either."

'They don't mess with me . . . I mess with them," he said the rest of the statement under his breath so the next person, a female panda with maroon-dyed hair, wouldn't hear him.

Most of the night went pretty normal. There were some brand new faces to the club along with a lot of their weekly regulars. The only trouble they had was a pair of young tigresses who we're actually sixteen and told to go home. As the line finally neared it's end Jeff spotted someone in particular that caught his wandering eye. It was a black wolf, a little bit on the taller side but what Jeff liked about him was that he had silver highlights in his hair. At first he thought is was the street lights shining down on him, the silver highlights made his fur sparkle.

"Ooh, shiny object," Jeff said to himself as he looked at him standing just slightly over everybody else in the long line. There we're still at least twenty clubbers in front of him but Jeff's tail already started pushing against the wall in excitement .But was the wolf by himself? He couldn't really tell because almost everyone had been standing with a boyfriend or girlfriend and he was too far away to know. Jeff tried to keep the idea in the back of his mind so he could keep the line moving. He continued to run through IDs, a dalmatian with rainbow wristbands on his arms, a panther who was kinda short but surprisingly muscular for his height, one after another he and Darryl checked clubbers IDs, but Jeff kept his eye on the black wolf with the silver highlights coming closer and closer. He had pretty brown eyes and had really nice arms. He looked more like a girly male which turned Jeff on even more. He loved girly boys. Slightly skinnier than the usual male and a beautiful face that could melt his heart. He had white fishnets on his arms with a rainbow wristband on one arm and a spikey wristband on the other.

"Next'n line," Darryl said as he called for the next person. Jeff quickly looked and saw that he would get the next one in line and the one after that was the black wolf, meaning that Darryl was going to be the one to ID him. Jeff quickly tried to summon the girl with the black Hot Topic skirt on. He focused so much on getting her in that his tail started to slither and inadvertently tripped the girl.

"Ah!" her knee almost hit the concrete but being a tabby cat she caught herself before she could fall.

"Oops, I'm sorry miss, are you okay?" Jeff asked as he tried to catch her.

"Yeah, no problem," she said unphased, "that's what these things are for," she wiggled her fingers showing off her pawpads. She quickly brushed her paws together before going in. Jeff tucked his tail back behind him to make sure it wouldn't cause any more trouble. He looked back up hoping to ID the next one, the black wolf, only to see that he's already talking to Darryl.

"Your ID?" Darryl asked.

"Yeah, it's right here," he said reaching into his pockets as he scrambled for it.

Jeff summoned the next one in line, "ID? . . . Ok, go ahead." The female ferret walked in.

"Oh, grr, I can't see to find it," the wolf said faintly.

"Juu'need to be at least twenty-one and have an ID to prove it."

"Can you make an acception this one time?"

Jeff said with a little base in his voice, "Darryl, take the line, I'll take care of this one."

"Awwright," Darryl said as he summoned for the next one in line.

The wolf started getting a little frantic, "I'm so sorry, I think I left my ID back at the house," but Jeff pressed his finger gently on the wolf's muzzle,

"Shhh," he whispered, "Don't worry about it, come with me." Jeff took his paw and led him inside. The music was thumping and the lights were spinning as couples were dancing while others were drinking at the bar. Jeff quickly drug his friend past everybody and walked up to a door marked "Staff Only" and pulled out his keys. He unlocked the door and looked at the wolf, who looked confused but still comforted with the strong dragon holding his paw. He quickly brought him into a small hallway before closing the door and locking it behind him.

"Quickly, this way," he said before clutching the wolf's paw even tighter and running down the hallway. They quickly turned the corner into the break room and Jeff shut the door the door behind him with a slam.

He wrapped his arms around the wolf's little waist. He could feel the wolf was already hard as it pushed off of his own erection.

"Hehe hai there," Jeff said with a smile as he looked up at the taller wolf.

"Mmf, hehe um hi," the wolf said with a smile in return.

"What's your name?"

"Heath," he said smiling.

"Well Heath, let's rectify this ID situation. Quick, what's your birthday?"

"January 5th, 1988."

"Oh, well you're definitely over twenty-one." Jeff grabbed the wolf even tighter, "Hehe, I gotta admit you've kinda been catching my eye outside," he reached under Heart's tail and started rubbing his butt.

"Oh," Heath's tongue hung out as he started panting a little. His tail started wagging faster as he looked at the dragon. Jeff's shirt was not a small shirt but sure looked small against his muscle body with the word SECURITY written across his chest. Heath pinched one of the dragon's nipples.

"Eep! Hehe I like you a lot." Jeff nosed the taller wolf's neck and started licking his ears. "Listen," he whispered softly into it, "I'll let you in without your ID as long as you do something for me." Jeff pulled down the blushing wolf's zipper. Heath started murring and his tail started wagging fast.

"Do you mind?" Jeff whispered as he unbuttoned the wolf's pants with his claw.

"Hehe, no I don't mind at all," he whispered back. And the wolf really didn't mind at all, he even gave him the courtesy of pulling his own pants down to the floor and kicking them off.

Jeff said, "Hehe, I like that, now why don't you help me with mine," he stood back for a second. His erection was already throbbing hard against the fabric of his black pants. Heath unbuttoned them and unzipped them. Jeff's erection pushed the zipper down most of the way as it stuck out. The wolf pulled his pants down and Jeff kicked them across the room. His erection was getting bigger fast as it was almost ripping right through his boxers. He poked at Heath's crotch with it and chuckled a little. Jeff grabbed the waistband of the wolf's boxers and pulled them off. The wolf fought back pulling Jeff's uniform up over his head. Heath being a good player pulled the boxers off of the horny dragon. His cock bounced for a second as it throbbed and was growing even more as it slid under the wolf's sac. The wolf's eyes got wide when he looked down as saw the dragon's cock continue to grow long and thick.

"Wow, you are really big," Hearth said.

"Get on all fours wolfy," he said kissing the wolf's neck.

Heath's tail was already up as he got down to his knees and then on his front paws looking up. Jeff stood over him with his long thick pink member hovering over him. Jeff circled around the positioned wolf and looked at his little butt. His hole was wide but not quite wide enough to take him.

"Hehe, a little lube will do the trick Heath, don't you worry," Jeff smiled and wrapped his tail around the wolf's ankle as he reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle of lube.

Heath's tail kept wagging, "Oh, you got my name but I didn't get yours. What's your name?"

"It's Jeff, but you can just ahead and just call me 'Club Security' hehe."