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And finally what you've been waiting for! Part 2! Contains contact m/m contact between two teens. If you are offended by such or are consitered a minor ( 18 or 21 depending on your location), please leave now. I wont hold it against you. :)

  The Ad Part 2: Furiends, Movies, and Blue Eyes

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  Xander walked with a little bounce in his step as he exited the BadAss Clothing, his grin sparkling suspiciously across his muzzle as could help but smile internally. Wearing a thong under his baggy pants wasn't helping his modesty any as he moved along. Wearing something so forbidden made his fur tingle a little, for once he knew he looked good in 'something' he was wearing.

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  The panther passed by the information center of the mall and made a sharp right heading back towards the food court, his mind wandering in his own little world, "Purrhaps I should get some real food before I head home," he thought as he looked up to catch the glance of a bright blue fur move in the corner of his vision. Xander's ears flattened to his head, knowing which bright blue and white fur it was.

  "Xander?!" the rather loudmouthed blue maned white lion called from several yards away, "what are you still doing here? I thought you would be living it up on the beach by now."

  Xander hurked a little as the slightly brawnier lion hugged the purple feline tightly, "Take it easy there you flaming pussy," Xander said almost dropping his three bags of clothes, "You're going to break me."

  "Oop, sorry kitten," the lion said fluffing Xander's headfur a little, "I keep forgetting my strength..."

  Xander took a step back and dusted his chest a little, knocking a few blue hairs off his white shirt, "since you joined up for the wrestling team last year. Yes, I know." Xander looked up at the slightly taller male wearing a tight pair of jeans and rather short white t-shirt showing off his flat and lightly toned belly, "Why aren't you at the beach yet?"

  "I haven't left yet," the lion smiled as he shook his head a little to fluff out the rather flowing blue mane that draped mullet style over his shoulders, "decided to do a little last minute shopping. I need some tight and revealing."

  "Trolling again are we, Cameron?" Xander said as he looked at the food court and took a few steps in the direction of the BlunderBurger stand. Cameron following looking for trouble or company, either way was the lion's style, "Why not squeeze yourself into those boyshorts you had on at Last Swim before school let out?"

  The lion smirked as he dropped a toned arm around Xander's shoulders, "I knew you liked those you little purple puss," Cameron giggled a little as he tilted his head to the side. "I cant be seen in the same thing too many times. You know variety."

  Xander's mind flicked back to what he was wearing under his pants as he giggled a little, stepping out from under the lions arm, "Oh no you don't. I told you already you've been around the block too many times to get into my pants." Xander's eyes narrowed as he backed up a little and bumped into a badger standing in line at the burger joint, "oops, sorry sir."

  "No problem."

  The blue maned lion chimed in as he put his paws on his hips, "Strange you won't back into me," his voice tone losing his masculine tone as he smirked broadly and limp-wristed at the purple feline. "I'll see you at home tonight, honey."

  Xanders ears practically lit on fire as he blinked at Cameron's statement, "You're so going to get it, big guy." The badger glanced back over his shoulder to the short feline standing behind him then at the quick moving blue tufted white tail moving away, blushing himself a little. "I swear that misfit is going to get me shot one of these days," Xander said as he turned around, shaking his head as the badgers head swiveled back to attention in front of him.

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  Soon enough, Xander was sitting at a table, gnawing deliciously on a hamburger. Oh the greasy greatness, he ate like he was savoring a ten-thousand dollar meal, sitting in a chair with his bags piled on the table. Lost in his own thoughts as he nibbled a frenchfry a familiar voice caught his attention as a light thump hit the back of his chair, "Hey kid, would you mind hiking your pants up a little?"

  Xander's ears flattened to his head again as he looked over his shoulder to the puma standing in full security uniform, "Uh....?"

  "I'd have to go to The Corner with a pocket full of twenties to get the kind of show you've been giving out for free today, son," the puma said dropping a heavy paw on the young panthers shoulder. "Might I recommend a belt?"

  Xander blinked as he turned to his side to look over his shoulder, seeing his pants easily half way down over his butt, exposing plainly to the air his thong clad butt. His brain didn't comprehend the sight at first but quickly jumped out of his seat and pulled his pants up almost too high, "ACK! Sorry, sir..." he said meekly as one of his frenchfries tumbled to the floor.

  The puma smirked a little as he took a step back and smiled, "It's alright, son; just try to obey the laws. Indecency in public is a $50 fine now," the puma said with authority in his voice as he started to turn away. The puma's bright yellow eyes almost twinkled an interjection, 'but in private you can be naked with me any time.'

  Xander's ears flushed a little again as he smiled, "I'll keep that in mind, sir." Xander sat back down gently as he picked up fry from the table and nibbled it... his blush just starting to calm down when he merked a little. "Wait... did he... he goes to The Corner?" he muttered under his breath, "That's the biggest gaybar in town!" Xander shook his head as he smiled a little, a little internal dialogue running through his mind as he nibbled away on his fries.

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  Xander put his paw down on the table as he blinked, "Aww, no more junk food," he said half fake pouting. "Well, I guess it's time to head home." Xander nodded to himself as he balled up the wrinkled wrappers and lobbed them into the near trash receptacle and stood up. His paw reached for the three bags on the table as he started away down the now nearly empty food court.

  His paws constantly checked his pants as he walked towards the door making sure nothing 'major' was showing as he passed by the same podium he had when entering the mall, the puma raising an eyebrow with half a smirk, "Have a good day, kiddo."

  Xander's mind made a split second decision as he lifted the bags out to his sides and jetted his hip out to one side, his pants sliding down just enough to reveal the hip-strap of his thong, "Oh I will, sir" letting his sandals clop on the floor as he took a few inline steps before turning to the door and walking out into that blazing heat again.

  Xander glanced over his shoulder as he put his bags down just as he exited the second set of doors and tugged his shirt off over his head and dropped it in one of the open topped bags. He smiled as he saw the security puma tugging on his tie a little and obviously blushing as the purple feline gave a little flick of his slightly exposed rump at the sweating puma before picking his bags up. Smirking to himself, he started off on his walk back home, grinning internally at the surprise that two fur, adults no less, have silently told him 'I'd so hit that!'.

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  "Alright, kitten. I think that's enough photos for today," a simple statement if it wasn't coming from a beast of a Doberman standing in a wooden framed door way. Leaning to one side, the frame creaks under the strain of the near 300lbs of raw brown and tan covered muscle. "Go get dressed, Tekah. I just got off the phone with our scout and he has spotted someone you will need to meet tomorrow."

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  Across the dimly lit storage-like warehouse, crammed with stage props and all types of old analogue video and photographic devices, dark smoke-gray rosettes shift as the cream and gray pelt slides off the edge of a youthfully decorated bed. The young snow leopard giggled lightly as he pulled his long violet headfur back over his shoulders and pulls it into a ponytail as he unabashedly displays his nude and lithe, effeminate built body, "Oh? Does this new model have a name, sir?" Tekah smiles as he lets his paws smooth down over his bellyfur and down to his matching violet thong waistband to adjust the material around his ample feline package.

  A black pointed ear twitched a little as he watched the youth in front of him, adjusting himself so blatantly, and he loved watching it, "You know better than to call me that, snowmew." The large dobe straightened his postured as his long muscular legs carried the hulking body around the mountains of decrepit equipment. "And yes, I'm sure he does. But we won't know until he arrives."

  The snow leopard smiles as he wandered through the trails of equipment, his bare body moving with the grace of his feral cousins as he approaches the oncoming doberman. "I hope he turns out better than the last model, Gaime," he said extending his paw to the large doberman as he neared.

  Gaime smiled as he took the comparably small paw in his own, lacing his fingers with the daintily offered paw, "Oh so do I, Tekah. That other kid just didn't have it in him to do what you do."

  Tekah smiled as he stepped closer and gently pushed his bare chest against the doberman belly, the height difference being enough to make the snow leopards muzzle brush against the dobe's chest. Tekah smiled as he leaned in and nuzzled the strong chiseled short furred chest, "i think getting it into him was half the problem, sir."

  Gaime couldn't help but smile as he gently slid is paw down the back of Tekah's long headfur, gently raking his free paw through the silky violet strands, "Isn't that the truth."

  Tekah smiled a little as he leaned his head back against the paw stroking through his headfur, a gentle purr rumbling in his chest, "i recall a time when you said i was the same struggle." the bare-bodied snowmew knew exactly what he was talking about. Through his own experience, he knew Gaime wasn't all that small in department that counted; even the street rat snow leopard struggled with such a mammoth task at first. "Still our number one selling video if I do recall."

  Gaime smiled as the patter of his stub-tail started as he thought back on the film, "Yes, Busting Spotty still is number one bought, torrented, and stolen video Rosette Films has ever released." the doberman leaned his head down and gently sniffed at the snow leopards ears, his thick paws gently tracing the curve of the snow leopards shoulders.

  Tekah's muzzle split with a soft grin as he leaned back a little, his claws tracing little circles on the dobe's bare chiseled chest, "now now, big guy," he said with a chuckle, "no need to get me started this far ahead of game time." the snow leopard shook his head fur from side to side lightly, the long locks of violet hair fluttering and straightening out over his back. Gaime seemed a bit disappointed at the soft curve of the snowmew's belly and hips wiggled out of his grasp.

  "Oh, come on babe. You know you want to play before tomorrow's new auditioned," the doberman ears focusing on the shorter snow leopard in front of him, his muzzle opening into that sweet dobie-grin.

  "You're so silly doggeh," Tekah chuckled a little and pawed limpwristedly at Gaime's chest and turned around to look at the simulated cutely decorated bedroom on the nearby soundstage which was carefully placed and blocked from being directly seen from any door or window. "Let's straighten this place up," Tekah said as he strutted towards the stage, his female swagger poking through as his hips swayed back and forth with that luscious sway of his tail.

  Gaime was chewing his lip to keep from pouncing the snow leopard on the spot, his day of taking photos of the snow leopard in some very provocative but oh so barely legal photos for the BadAss Catalog had put quite the libido strain on the poor dog; evident by the bulge running down the thigh of his jeanshorts. "Yes. By all means, clean..."

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  *BANG*BANG*BANG*

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  Gaime's sucked in a deep breath and ears flattened to his head as he heard the rattling of the roll away door at the front end of the warehouse, then two taps on the glass window, then three knocks on the wooden door frame, and a doorbell ring. "Holy shit," Gaime exhaled, "he forgot his phone again."

  Tekah, however didn't even flinch, he was already up on the stage making the teal and powder pink bed, "Well go let Cameron in! You know he's riding with us to his house tonight."

  Gaime mrfled a little under his breath as he eyed the snow leopard bent over the bed, again chewing his lip, "could you at least put some undies on?" He shook his head a little as he walked around the pile of equipment and props, "You're making me drool!" Gaime shouted from the path to the door.

  His ear flinched a little as he heard the snowmew respond something smartalicie but couldn't quite hear. Posing a moment at the door, he looked through the small peep-hole in the door and spotted the blue maned lion standing on the other side carefree with his earbuds plugged in his ears, rocking out to some random song. Gaime poked the digital pad on the door handle (6969) and opened the door. The lion practically pounced through the door to hug around the dobermans midsection tightly, "HIIIEEEEEEE!!!!"

  If Gaime didn't weigh as much as a motorcycle he might have been bowled over by the force but all he did was grunt and grumble, "Hey! Take it easy, kid," he said as he swung the door shut. "What are you doing here so early?"

  Cameron grinned a little, his headfur swishing as the door swung shut behind him, "Just thought I'd stop by to see how things were going." he smirked a little, "took you a while to answer the door."

  A voice chimed in from on top of a stack of crates near the door, "It's because he was busy admiring the view," Tekah said perched on a crate with a big red 'this end up' arrow pointing at his butt sitting on the crate in a pair of no so modest violet shortshorts making their debut in the next issue of BadAss Catalog.

  Gaime grinned up at Tekah then pushed Cameron back, "hold that thought, that's a perfect photo for Rosette Films." the doberman quickly stumbled his way through the props leaving the two boys giggling a little.

  "So what's up, Tekah?" the white lion giggled a little.

  "Oh ha-ha, silly pussyboy," Tekah giggled as he kicked his feetpaws back and forth as he looked down at the lion, "We have a new auditioner tomorrow."

  Two white ears stood up in the blue mane as he grinned from ear to ear, "oh? any one i might know?"

  "Don't know. Gaime didn't say and i haven't seen Tan tonight yet."

  Gaime chimed in as he lifted his camera to his muzzle pointed at the snow leopard, "from what Tan told me, he's going to be a dead ringer to work with Tekah here." the shutter on the camera clicking repeatedly as Tekah flicked his hair out with a paw and crossed his legs daintily, "perfect, hold that pose" the photo of just enough snow leopard rump hanging out of the bottom of the shorts.

  The camera clattered again as Tekah grinned, "I thought we were done for the night."

  The dobe flinched as he lowered the camera, his pocket vibrating and screaming bloody murder, "Sounds like tan's calling again." Gaime dug in his pocket and flipped the phone open, "and how is my ball-n-chain doing?"

  "Oh, what a real way to make me feel needed, bastard." tans voiced over the speakerphone, easily audible to the three in the warehouse, "I'm on my way to pick you boys up. Should be there in 30 minutes or so."

  "Thank you, Spotty!" the two youths voices chimed in

  "Yes, thank you tan. We'll see you soon." Gaime didn't even wait to clap the phone closed, but glanced at the clock on the outside of the phone. "Holy hell, its 7:30. when did i get so late?"

  "Hell if I know," Cameron giggled a little, "all I know is that I need a good reaming. Ran into a friend of mine at the mall today; man, I wish he was a gayboy. I'd so lift my tail for him any day."

  Tekah chuckled and with the grace of a feral snow leopard worked his way down the near shear face of crates, "Oh? You're in need of a reaming huh?" The snow leopard jumped the last few feet to the floor, dropping his paws heavily on the lion's shoulders. "It just so happens that Gaime here keeps me mostly hard all day." Tekah didn't waste a minute as he slowly started tugging on the lion's shirt, "and I need a place to deposit my frustrations."

  Cameron flinched a little at the sudden drop of paws on his shoulders and grinned lightly as the snow leopard made his intentions clear. The white lion didn't even fight it as he lifted his arms over his head and shirt was quickly pulled off over his head, his lightly toned frame a complete contrast to the snow leopards soft curves.

  Both felines blinked at each other then at Gaime, the soft pattering echoing in their ears as the doberman didn't say a word as he walked away. Both boys only getting a glance at the wagging stubtail, "Get your tails to the bed. We have a video to shoot."

  Cameron chuckled as he shook his head, "Well, I suppose we should make it to the bed this time." the two boys hugging each other gently, the snow leopards head just barely able to lay over the lions shoulder as the hugged.

  "This time? I believe this would be the first time," Tekah chuckled. "I recall the spinning tea cup last time."

  Cameron snerked a little at the memory, "alright, alright enough with the mushy here," he giggled again, "to the bed!" he pointed triumphantly in the direction of the blocked off stage.

  Tekah limpwristedly saluted and stuck his tongue out at the lion, then quickly skittered around the piles of disguarded props and stage equipment and practically dove onto the teal and pink decorated bed set, Cameron following close behind stopping only long enough to dig through a duffle bag near the edge of the stage. "Here we are," the lion holding a small bottle with a foxtail logo on the front of it.

  Tekah giggled as he looked at the lion holding up the bottle to the light, "You don't need that. You should be loose enough by now."

  Cameron stuck his tongue out at the snow leopard kneeling on the bed and stroking the bulbous bulge of those tight spandex shorts, "you learn how to squeeze when you have to shower with thirty other guys in high school."

  A heavy voice came from over the lions shoulder, "oh shush and get over there." using his bare midsection to bump the lion towards the bed. The lion oof'ed a bit as he stumbled over to the side of the bed as he wrapped his arm around the kneeling snowmew on the bed. both of them looking at Gaime with their innocent grins on their faces. He sat the video camera down and lifted his portrait camera up and took a photo of the two, "BadAss Ad: Boy's Wear for day or night," he chuckled.

  Tekah shook his head and grinned a little, and kissed the lion on the side of the muzzle gently.

  "Tekah, your lead on this one since he wants a good ol' fashioned fucking," Gaime grinned as he lifted the digital video camera up to face level and started the tape, "Claiming the Jock, single shoot, single scene."

  The snow leopard didn't miss a beat as he wrapped his arms around the lions shoulders and pulled him back wards on to the bed, the lions bare back hitting the teal and pink bedding with the snow leopard quickly pushing his muzzle into Cameron. Tekah was definitely knowing what he was after, the soft pink-padded feline paw sliding down along the stunned lions lightly toned belly and down into the lions pants.

  Cameron merfled at the sudden motion as he was flopped onto the bed, his ears folding down into his short mane as his muzzle was quickly invaded by the snow leopards. He let out a little mrgle as his hidden pride was fondled and squeezed underneath the kaki material of his pants. Cameron flinched a little and lifted his hips up as the snow leopards paw slowly slide out of the lion's pants.

  "Take them off, jock." Tekah's violet eyes staring almost coldly into Cameron's. The lionboy, didn't protest verbally but his muzzle wrinkled at the command in the other boys voice.

  Tekah stroked the bulge of his own shorts as he watch the lionjock unbutton the fly of his pants and slowly wiggle out of them, the tawny cotton puddling around his ankles. the lion however was not fully undressed. Under the pants he wore a bright electric blue jockstrap, one of his favorites for that matter, "Yes, sir," Cameron tried not to smile.

  "Oh my," Tekah giggled, "You really do want to be fucked don't you?" Tekah kneel walked forward on the bed and reached out a paw to give the lion's jockstrap a snap. "Get your ass up here and hug the pillow," the snow leopard pointed at the wooden headboard with a fuzzy pillow as he moved around to the foot of the bed.

  Meanwhile, Gaime was panting as he moved back and forth watching the scene unrolling in front of the camera. The lens capturing great shots of the fondling in the lions pants and catching one hell of a view of the lion's tight rump as he shed the pants. The dobe took a few steps to the side to line up for a better shot as the lion moved up to lays his chest on the pillow of the bed, his ears still flat in his mane, showing his submissiveness to the smaller younger looking snow leopard.

  Tekah grinned a little as he stroked the bulge in his shorts watching the lion move, he loved fucking this lion because he was always so damn tight. The snowmew was actually having a bit of a problem trying to concentrate on being dominant as his shaft grew out of his sheath and started to tent the front of his bright purple shorts, "That's right, jock, chest down and ass up," he ordered.

  Just by all the foreplay, if you could call it that, Cameron was almost on orgasm. He laid his chest down on pillow and let out a soft little moan as the retaining strap of his jockstrap snapped his ass again. He had yet to make any verbal objections or even formed any words during the treatment.

  However his eyes peeled back as he felt the warm wide blunt touch under his tail. Tekah was definitely moving faster than the lion had expected. The snowmew had pulled his shorts down around his mid thighs, his well endowed cock throbbing at full attention; the soft-pink length more than enough to put most adults to shame.

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  Gaime on the other paw was staying quiet even though his tongue lulled out the side of his muzzle, the lightweight DV camera in his paw starting to creek in the doberman's tight grip. 'guh, these two are just as hot every time,' he thought as he licked his muzzle. The hulking dog sidestepping and zooming in on the spot of bare lionflesh meeting leopard cock.

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  Cameron made his first verbal protest as his tight ring spreads achingly wide around the leopards pushing tip, his voice cutting off in his throat as that thick tip slides into his backside, "Too... big!" Though the sound of the shunted voice didn't stop or slow the leopard on his push into the tight white lion hole. Each inch of the immaculately large snowmew shaft sinking into the white lion butt. Cameron's blue tailtuft slaps against the bedding as he protests at the hard push into him, groaning as his thighs splay out more allowing his chest to push further down into the bed. "Shit, slow down!"

  The purple eyed snow leopard just chucked at the protest and slapped the white rump quite hard with his soft pawpads, "you're not in a position to tell me what to do, jock." Tekah grinning internally as he catches the 'testosterone frenzy' of dominance. the thread thin line of heat rushing through him with a throw of his dominance forward, hilting himself hard into Cameron's backside. The echo of the bluemaned lions voice in the storage warehouse from the surprise of such a hard hilting.

  Cameron's eyes watered a little, digging his claws into the bedding as he pushes back tight against the thin effeminate hips pressed against his backside, his teeth gritted as he groans, "fuck..." his voice tremoring a little; the white lion's body might be protesting but his mind is screaming in pure bliss.

  Tekah on the other paw was already lost in his intentions, "Fuck?" he echoed, "don't mind if I do!" to the best of his abilities, not to mention his practice with RosetteFilms, did just that. Wordlessly he wrapped his fingers around the white lion hips and drew his hips back before slamming himself into the lion again, wedging his full solid lionshaft balls deep into that tight lion ass again.

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  Gaime was having hard enough of a time trying to hold the camera level considering his pants where now off balance. The doberman's pants were bulging unevenly, to say that he was well endowed would be an understatement, the lewd bulge down his shortshorts stopping just short of two-thirds of his thigh attested to that fact. The camera creaked again as he zoomed in on the action of the fast pounding snow leopards hip making a rather wet slap-slerk sound with each hard thrust. Cameron's squeals and squeals, and occasional protest, bounced off the walls and were lost on the mannequin audience beyond the piles of junk.

  Although, it was normally his place to be railed like this, Tekah didn't waist any time pinning the lion chest down to the bed, his full body weight holding him down as he plows Cameron hard. Each thrust bringing a wet sluck of wet balls and ass crashing together. Tekah's long headfur whipping against his back as he winds an arm around the lions white rope of a tail and grips his tailbase, pulling it up and to the side inciting a yelp from the lion. it was in a bit of protest but the bulge in the lions jockstrap said otherwise. He was just as turned on as Gaime was and enjoying the rapid-fire asspounding.

  Before too long, Tekah's hips slowed and reamed dropping his hips down on the whitelions ass more directly, driving himself with gravity as he pants. "You ready for it, jock?" twisting the lions tail again as he growls gently. Tekah was being more forceful than normal, but what was Gaime expecting after keeping him edged through most of the day? Cameron's muzzle opened wide as if to say or scream something, but nothing came out; the white lions eyes rolled back in his head as Tekah's muzzle clamped down on his white back digging thoughts pointed canine teeth into his pelt.

  Gaime caught it on camera. The hard hilt into the lion's ass, the snow leopards pelt twitching, and then the arch of white cream squirting out from around the pink length packing the lion's ass. Tekah's face froze in that moment of orgasm as his seed blasted its way into Cameron, searing its path into the lion's guts. It wasn't a moment that Tekah ever looked his best, well at least not on top, but he was more interested in fucking every last drop of his man-juice into the lion.

  a lash of a blue tailtuft smacked across Tekah's back as he pushed back against the effeminate hips planted against his backside. His pelt twitching lightly as his own edge blasts its way into his favorite jockstrap, soaking through it rather easily. Cameron retracted his claws from the bedding and reached back, gripping Tekah's hip and pulling him forward tightly as he ground himself back. He might be a jock, but he loves being on bottom.

  For the first time since the little plowing started, Gaime spoke up, "Draw out slowly, girl." with camera in fist, Gaime stepped forward slowly and watched as Tekah slowly drew himself out of the gaping lionass, the strands of overflowed snowmew cum dribbling down over the lion's balls. Gaime couldn't help it, he reached from out of frame and gripped Cameron ass and pulled his rump cheek to the side and filmed the dribble of cum dribbling from the slow to close now slightly red lion pucker.

  Tekah was slumped against the footboard of the bed, stroking his semi hard shaft as he panted, his shorts still around his knees as he groaned lightly which drew the dobe's attention away from the dumpster of a lion. the camera filming up along the leopards thighs and to that massive monster resting over and hanging off the leopards thigh. "And scene," Gaime announced as he dropped the camera on to the bed. "Geeze, you think you hadn't cum in weeks!"

  "It felt like it," Cameron chimed in, his voice quite ragged like he had just shouted his lungs out. "Fuck, that's going to be sore in the morning."

  "Something to remember me by," Tekah winked as he pushed his headfur back over his shoulder, adjusting himself as his shaft slowly retreated into his sheath. "We should do that more often."

  The panting silence was broken by the ring of a cell phone, the screeching vibrating tone gave away its owner and the caller. Brown and tan furred paw dug into his pocket before Gaime flipped open the phone, "Hello precious."

  "You know... one of these days..." Tans voice tinned over the cell phone, "I'm pulling into the driveway now."

  "See you in a few spotty!" and reached over to slap Cameron's up turned rump as he clapped the phone closed. "Go get yourself some new jock. Tekah, get dressed. We have an after dinner party you need to be ready for."

  Both youths hopped off the bed wobbly-legged and saluted the military-esq dog, "Yes, sir!" and split into their own directions.

  Gaime reached for his DV camera and pulled the tape out of recorder and headed off to the office, the dimly lit office lined with computer equipment and other devices. The large framed doberman plopped in the creaky old chair and picked up a pen and scribbled a title on the small square label on the tape, "Spikin' the Jock."

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  Xander was just enjoying his walk home, though his arms were a bit tired from lugging the bags of clothes around. He had wanted to take a peek at the location for his upcoming photo shoot, so in his moment of brilliance he didn't go home first and get his bike. Instead he walked the ten blocks into town looking for the address of the BadAss studio. Imagine his surprise when he found a monstrous warehouse with a set of doors labeled BadAss Photo.

  "Why would they need such a big facility for photography?" he thought as he reached for the handle of the door. His purple paw barely gripped the handle as his ears picked up a rather odd sound over the traffic, a sound that drew his curiosity, a sound that made his thong tighten.

  He stepped back and picked up his bags and rounded the side of the building, walking down the narrow alley way. He heard it again, it was the sound of a male voice, but it was odd. it was arousing. His feline temperament taking over as he looked up to a row of windows near the top of the building, he walked further toward the back of the box of a building to a stack of crates lined up against the wall. "Just like climbing the fence to get my ball back." he said as he climbed up the stack of creaky old wooden crates.

  By the time he got to the top of the thirty foot stack of wood he was panting and really wishing he had of stopped for that bottle of water a while back. The crates were stacked just high enough for him to stand on his tiptoes and look into the window. But, he saw nothing but his own reflection. Either the inside of the building was totally dark or they were covered from the inside.

  Grinding his teeth a little, he sat on the edge of the crates looking at his altitude compared to the street level. Strange, he wasn't acrophobic, but he almost felt like he wasn't going to get down from his high perch. The purple feline's ears twitched as he thought about that sound again.

  It was late and his stomach protested his lack of food. As he sat he heard voices again, but more of a causal tone as well as the sound of a car pulling into the alleyway around behind the warehouse.

  Xander stuck his head around the edge of the building just in time to see a rather scantily clad snow leopard climbing into the back of a fully decked out Cadillac, not one of those new ones, one of the classic 'gangsta' style Cadi's complete with gold trim, and behind the wheel was Tan. "Alright you two, get your ass in the car. We're going to be late!"

  "See you tomorrow, Gaime!" echoed in the alleyway as he saw a white lion peddle past the edge of the building on a bike, around the stack of crates and out onto the street. Xander was sticking to his feral background, staying in the shadows.

  Gaime lumbered his heavy frame as he slammed the door shut behind himself, "Alright, hun. Just don't kill us on the way there." Xander was amazed at the size of the dog climbing into the back seat of the dark blue Cadillac. Somehow, he recognized the monstrous doberman though he couldn't place him, he knew his face.

  Before the dog pulled the door shut he stopped, his ears standing up on end lit by the yellow of the security lamp over the back entrance of the warehouse. Xander pulled his head back quickly, peaking out just enough with a single eye to see the dog looking down the alleyway in his direction. "Come on, Gaime. We don't have all night," tan shouted.

  "Yeah alright," the doberman barked as he held up chain of keys. A rail of lights splashed on around the outside of the building, a dim glow of red just under the gutter. the purple feline sucked his head back around the corner and leaned against the brick wall his ears just inches from the red glowing dimly turning him a blush mud color. "Just wanted to make sure I turned on the security system," followed with the thunk of a closing door. With a rev of the engine, the older car pulled down the alley way and out onto the street before disappearing into the night. Once the car was gone, the purple panther almost jumped down the stack of crates, picked up his bags on his way and skittered away down the street. He almost got busted for poking around a building, or so he thought, was enough to make him sprint nearly eight blocks before slowing to a trot then walking the rest of the way to his house.

  On the walking end of the last four blocks he talked himself down, 'I wasn't doing anything illegal. I was just curious,' he nodded to himself as he crossed the deserted street and cut across an unfenced lawn on his way around the last corner to his house. 'Besides... wait...' he thought as he blinked heavily, standing at the end of his sidewalk. "That was Cameron. What was he doing there?"

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  "What where you lookin' at, big guy?" Tekah smiled as he leaned up against the doberman's shoulder, his violet eyes smiling that innocent twinkle with his ears twitching lightly to block out the sound of passing traffic.

  "Thought I heard something," Gaime wrapped his arms around the snow leopards shoulders and hugged the feminine dressed male against his side.

  Tan looked in his rearview mirror over the white suede-covered dashboard, only really a glance as he talked, "Should we go back?"

  Gaime leaned to the side as he reached into the utility pouch on the back of the passenger seat and tugged a cigar out of the metal cigar box. His whiskers twitched lightly as he sniffed it, "no. I think it will be alright."

  Tan looked up into his mirror again as he pulled through a green light and past a sign pointing out Downtown, "You sure?"

  Even Tekah looked up at the doberman as he lit the cigar standing in his muzzle, taking a full drag before barreling out a lungful of light gray smoke, "Yeah. Just curious blue eyes watching us."