Dirty Duke
Summer had come and washed the whole of town in some phenomenal heat wave that none of us ever expected to see outside the tropical islands. People wandered the streets in the town centre topless, fanning themselves and generally being grumpy and down about the heat problem. But for people like me, who preferred hot weather to the cold winters we were used to, I loved the change and hoped it would last a bit longer. Somehow I realised my hopes would be tarnished, but for the time being it was a nice change. It meant doing things outdoors were a lot more fun and enjoyable. Therefore I was amazed when Leo, my long-term partner, had asked me to meet him at the National Museum in town. I had known Leo was nature loving and would rather climb a mountain than wander around a museum most of the day, but nevertheless, I never questioned him and ended up waiting outside the Museum on the stone steps leading to the entrance.
I stood to around five foot nine, I was slender, but a little muscular thanks to the three swimming sessions I took a week and the occassional run too. I was a charcoal-grey wolf with true cerulean-blue eyes and a soft, supple tail. I was dressed as the weather intended. A pair of white three-quarter-length shorts, a white tank top underneath a white short-sleeved dress shirt which I had unbuttoned all the way down. White trainers with white trainer-socks finished the outfit. I also wore a loop in my left ear, a small silver one that twinkled in the summer sunshine. I had also added a white wristband on my right wrist and had even fastened a silver chain that looped and hung down the one side of the three quarters. I looked set for summer. And after looking around outside the Museum I also realised I looked like one of the only happy people there in the heat.
"Did I make you wait long?" someone said beside me.
I smiled. I could already feel his presence without even looking at him, "A little, but its a nice day, so I don't mind one bit," I replied. I looked up at the lion and had the shield my eyes a little from the blazing summer sunshine.
Leo stood at around six foot three, he was muscular and built like a true-blue athlete. Muscular biceps and a flat stomach from bench presses. The cream-beige colour of his fur glistened in the sunlight, while the deep, chocolate brown of his tail and mane looked bolder somehow, more noticeable. His emerald-green gaze looked humble, relaxed and at ease with the world. Like me, Leo preferred the hot weather to the cold winter version we usually endured. Leo was dressed in a pair of dark blue denim three-quarter-length shorts and had started the day with a black tank top, that was now tucked and hung from his belt. He wore a pair of black jogging trainers with black trainer-socks. He wore a silver loop through his left nipple, it sparkled like my own piercing but drew more attention to his expanse of muscular chest. He held a hand out to me and I allowed him to help me stand up.
His hand slid around my waist and he touched his lips to mine. An honest gesture of love from one man to another.
"Sorry I kept you waiting, Kael," he said as he gazed into my eyes, "You look beautiful today," he added.
"Same to you, although it seems the tank top had to be removed, too hot for you baby?" I teased.
"Nope, just thought I'd remind you of what's yours for the taking," Leo smirked that confident smile of his that melted me into my shoes. I blushed and couldn't help it. Leo kissed the tip of my nose and chuckled, "So cute when you blush," he said.
"Thanks for noticing," I replied, "But if we came here just to talk sweet nothings, wouldn't it be ideal to be back home in your bed?" I asked.
Leo thought about that for a moment, "Maybe later, but while we're here lets go check out the exhibit," he replied.
He took my hand in his and lead me up the steps. He opened the enormous doors and held it open as he guided me through with his other hand like a true gentleman. I may have been one for warm weather, but thank God the air-conditioning it seemed had been turned on. I took a deep breath and gazed around the wide entrance hall. Leo shut the door behind us and then lead me across the entrance hall to the staircase that lead up onto the main museum floor. Leo hadn't told me why he'd brought me here, instead he'd stayed mysterious and just told me he wanted to show me something. Now I was curious.
"Leo? Why did you bring me here?" I asked.
"Hmm?" he replied. He walked ahead, his hand holding mine as he looked around for something in particular, "Its a surprise," he finally replied.
"Surprise? In a museum?" I said with a raised eyebrow.
"Don't sound so suspicious, its just something a friend of mine pointed out to me when I was talking about you," he replied.
"You've been talking about me to your friends?" I blushed at the thought,
Leo stopped and turned to me then looking confused, "Why wouldn't I talk about you to my friends? I love you," he said with an awkward smile, "I want to be able to boast about my boyfriend once in a while," he added.
"What did you say about me?" I asked, heat rushing up my face as I asked.
"Just told him what you were like in bed," Leo replied.
My mouth dropped in shock.
"Joke!" Leo said straight away trying to look innocent with that immature smirk.
"Your so lucky your cute," I replied. I tightened my hold on his hand and drew him into a hug. I rested my head on his chest and ran my hands along the fur of his chest. His arms wrapped around me. That awesome strength showed as he made gentle purring noises deep in his throat. I felt his slender tail move around my waist and embrace me too. He was so masculine and gorgeous at the same time. He was macho to a fault, and at the same time the most sensitive lion I'd met. While being held in those strong arms I realised for the umpteenth time, that I truly loved this lion.
"Come on, we're almost there," Leo breathed suddenly. He pulled away from me and took my hand in his once more. He lead me through the exhibitions that were being displayed all around us. A display about plants showed ancient roses that were the size of small cars. An exhibit about dinosaurs showed an enormous sculpture of a Tyranosaurus Rex that had an automated growl playing through its jagged teeth. We walked for about ten minutes and then Leo stopped. We had arrived in what looked like a painting exhibit. The pictures showed various images of Furs from lions, to tigers, to lizards. They were all dressed in old clothes like you'd see in an Agatha Christie novel. Leo let go of my hand and started inspecting names at the base of each painting where a wolf was featured, then he stopped in front of one and gestured me over. "This is what I wanted to show you, the friend I told you about worked here over last summer," Leo explained. I walked up and stood at his side, "When I mentioned your last name in conversation he stopped me and said there was a famous wolf with the same name, probably related to you, I thought you'd like to see it," he added.
The wolf in the picture was a charcoal-grey one with the same cerulean-blue eyes as me. He was dressed in frills and petticoats, a sword clutched in one hand, the tip of the blade touched the carpet under him. The sword was a rapier blade, in fencing they used the same swords. I read the name; "Sir-Duke Vincent Lawson". I gazed back up to the wolf and definitely saw a resemblance between him and me. Did I have a Duke in the family? It seemed possible.
Leo's arms wrapped around me from behind like he'd done a thousand times before. His face snuggled against my shoulder and he kissed my neck. His mane was warm and touchable. I loved what he'd done for me. He'd gone out of his way to show me this, and truth be told, I was fascinated with old family trees, and although I'd looked down mine, I'd never known there was a Duke in the tree that resembled me so much. I'd probably read his name before and ignored it. But to see a picture of the man in question made the whole thing more worthwhile. Leo had gone to the trouble of finding this out for me. I trailed one hand across his muscular forearms and my other hand caressed the side of his mane. He purred against me and I could feel him growing more and more excited as he pressed the line of his body to mine.
"Do you like it?" he asked.
"Which one? The surprise you showed me here, or the surprise in your pants?" I teased.
"That's funny, I'm not wearing underwear under these," he replied.
I blushed and hated myself for doing so. "I love this, its fantastic, thank you for going to so much trouble for me," I replied.
He kissed my neck once more and hugged me tighter, "My pleasure, babe," he said.
I had a sudden idea, "You know something? I've always had this fantasy about museums," I breathed so only he heard me.
"Oh yeah, and what fantasy would that be?" he replied.
"To make love to a man I love in one," I said with a loving look over my shoulder at the lion I loved.
"I don't know about making love here, someone might see," Leo replied, "But what about a bathroom cubicle?" he suggested.
I smirked, "Sounds fun, babe, lead the way," I said.
Leo took my hand once more and lead me to the nearest bathroom. He looked out for anyone who could see us and when the coast was clear he pulled me into a private bathroom, locked the door and turned on me. He ran his hands along my stomach and then underneath the white tank top. I pulled the dress shirt off and let it drop to the floor. He licked and kissed along my neck slowly while I ran my hands through his mane. It was so soft and supple. He bit my neck gently, a press of teeth to flesh and that alone made me shudder with excitement. I ran my hands along his chest and touched the silver piercing around his nipple, he shivered this time and purred as I traced my fingertip over that sensitive flesh. I ran my hands down his body and soon found his belt buckle.
I undid the belt and started to kiss his chest as I unzipped the three-quarter-lengths and let them drop to his ankles. He rested his back against the door while he stood there, knees spread as far as his three-quarters would allow. His meat was full, hard and longer than most lion's could dream of. Needless to say, Leo was very well-endowed, he didn't boast about it, but knew how to use that full length in the bedroom. I trailed my lips down his chest and along his naval, I ran my tongue along the head of his lion-hood. The first touch made him shiver again, he purred as I rolled my tongue over and over, I licked under the head and flicked my tongue off the tip. He ran his hands through my hair and moaned my name as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I ran my hands up his thighs and licked along his shaft, I drew his throbbing head into my mouth and I sucked slowly. I savoured that sweet-bitter taste of pre on his lion-hood. I took more of his meat into my mouth as I sucked and rolled my tongue over the velvet flesh. He started to slowly thrust his hips out of instinct. I managed to fit about two-thirds of his meat inside my mouth before I had to stop. I'd choke on anymore, I pulled off him slowly. Each inch allowed me to explore more and more of what made Leo moan and pur with pleasure.
I stroked his shaft as I gazed up his body into his face. He opened his eyes like he was drunk, heavy-lidded but full of passion and heat. He gazed down his body at me and smiled that loving smile. I lay his shaft up his lower stomach and then lowered my mouth to his full, round testicles. I licked and lapped at the flesh like I was tasting the best sweet in the whole world. Leo shuddered more this time and for the first time I realised that I'd discovered one of Leo's pleasure points. I had to test this theory. I licked once more from under his balls and right up to where the shaft started. He slammed a hand against the wall beside him as he closed his eyes and opened his mouth in a silent gasp of pleasure. I drew his testicles into my mouth and rolled my tongue over him again and again, faster and faster while his eyes fluttered with the waves of pleasure.
He suddenly grabbed me by my hair and drew me away from him, he panted and looked like he'd lose control. He shook his head, unable to speak.
"Too soon?" I asked.
He nodded.
"OK then babe, show me what your made of," I replied. He smirked and helped me stand. He turned me around. He undid my three-quarters from behind me and drew my shorts down. He crouched behind me and raised my tail with one hand. I wondered what he was doing when he suddenly ran his tongue along my backside. He wrapped his hands around my buttocks and parted them slowly. He plunged his tongue deep and traced that rough, thick flesh over my tailhole. He'd never done this before and I'd wondered whether he wanted to try it out on me. He plunged his tongue like it was another harder, fuller part of his anatomy. He made love to me with his tongue as he stroked and caressed my buttocks in his hands. The lion purred as I bent over the sink, hands wrapped around the basin, panting from the pleasure he was forcing on me.
"How does that feel?" Leo asked as he pulled away from my hole slowly.
"That was...wow...when did you..." I stammered.
"Payback for the treatment you were giving my orbs earlier," he replied in a whisper, "Now lets get to the main event shall we?" he purred.
Leo lifted my leg suddenly out of my three-quarters and placed it upon the basin. I was flexible, but even this would be a rough one for me. He stood up straight behind me and glided his throbbing lion-hood against my hole. I shuddered, maybe I'd asked for this when I practically made him orgasm through sucking his balls? He started to inch his way inside, and when his head popped inside me, he wrapped his arms around my waist and held me close to him. He thrust slow and deep making my body react and shudder with each inch of flesh that entered me. He pulled out slow, dragging that flesh from inside me. My walls opened a little more with each thrust until he was comfortable and hilted me. He drew back from the hug so that only his hands wrapped around my sides held me in position. I placed a hand upon the cool mirror before me and stared over reflection's shoulder as the love in Leo's eyes turned to pure bestial lust.
"Ready?" he asked.
I just nodded. Leo thrust hard and deep. One thrust and he made me cry out in pleasure. He drew out slowly and then rushed back inside me once more. His balls slapped mine as he pulled back slow and slammed his dick home inside me. I gasped with each thrust. He squeezed my sides and thrust deep, he pulled out faster and thrust back inside. He quickened his thrust and was slamming inside me more vigorously. I moaned his name as he began pounding into me over and over, no slow pull back, just pure speed as he growled and plunged inside me. I cried out in pleasure and watched his reflection as he rammed that lion-hood deeper inside me over and over again. He moaned my name and drew me in against him. He pulled me back from the sink and dropped me to my knees, he crouched behind me as I huddled on the floor on my hands and knees. He shoved his lion-hood back inside me and growled as he shoved back and forth, back and forth as his balls made a wet slapping sound against mine with each thrust. I lay my upper body against the cool tiled floor and moaned with pleasure.
"Your...so...tight...baby!" Leo growled, each thrust resounding with a word from his mouth. "God, I love you!" he said.
"I love you too, Leo," I replied.
"I want you so much," he growled, "I want to shoot inside you and watch it spill from inside you," he purred.
His rhythmn changed once more. That practiced slam and slide routine ended and now his thrusts were ragged, unsure and as deep and hard as he could make them. He squeezed his hands around me once more and held me there while he drove his lion-hood deep and slammed into my prostate. I could feel my orgasm building as my own erection rested against my stomach. Leo growled as he slammed harder and faster, he thrust three more times and then cried out as rope after rope of lion seed spilled inside me. He pulled out without waiting and turned me onto my back. He raised my thighs so that my ass was facing the ceiling and my hole was exposed. His lion-hood dripped spunk as he lowered his mouth and lapped at my tight, violated hole.
"I love you," he breathed one more time before plunging his tongue inside me. He licked and lapped up his own seed. I moaned at the pleasure of having that rough tongue inside me now after enduring his huge meat. When he finished he lay me down on the cool floor and spread my legs so that my own erection stood to attention. He licked along my inner thigh and then traced his rough tongue up my shaft and over the tip. "Do you want me to taste your seed, babe?" he purred. There was that lust once again, but this time it was more love and care, than that feral lust I'd seen earlier. I got onto my elbows and watched with soft fascination as he sucked upon my head slowly and trailed his tongue along my shaft. I found myself thrusting my hips gently as he caressed my balls in one hand and ran his other hand up my chest and stroked my nipple there. I grasped that hand and raised it to my lips, I licked and sucked on the digits, I licked along his palm and looked into his emerald green gaze with love and passion.
God I loved this lion so much.
I shuddered as he worked my wolf-hood to the point of no return.
"Oh God, I'm going to..." my voice trailed off into a moan as my meat erupted and wolf seed flourished inside Leo's mouth. He swallowed it down and licked my wolf-hood clean of spunk. He pulled off my meat, trailing his tongue over the head as slow as he could manage. He kissed me between the thighs and then crawled up my body slowly. "How was it?" I teased as I panted on the floor.
"It tasted like heaven, baby," he purred. He got to his knees and lifted me up so that I was sat in his laps, my legs wrapped around him. His hands stroked my body as we held one another, nothing felt better than cuddling after sex. I trailed hands through his thick mane, while he purred and cuddled against my chest. He traced his tongue along my chest and looked up at me as I gazed back and felt nothing but pure love for the lion in my arms. "What do you want to do now?" Leo asked as he cuddled against me.
"Lets go get something to eat and then go home," I replied. Leo smiled and nodded.
When we were both sure we could stand we got dressed and as cleaned up as a public bathroom would allow. I left the dress shift off because Leo picked it up and took a deep breath from it as he rubbed his face against it. I grabbed his hand in mine and opened the bathroom door slowly. I peered outside and saw no one around. Yeah, the CCTV in the Museum may have seen the whole show, but who cared? I loved this lion and he loved me. I lead Leo out of the Museum, eager for something to eat and then an afternoon movie on the couch at home, maybe even round two, if we could muster it. Leo touched his lips to the back of my hand as we walked out of the Museum. It was his way of saying "Thanks for a great date," without alerting the security guard as we passed.
I smiled and knew there would be plenty more experiences like the Museum with this lion.