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Summer Time Fun - Part 2

by MinoasT

_This story is a work of fiction and in no way is intended to resemble any person, place, or thing

that is living or dead. It contains scenes of a graphic sexual nature between consenting males,

females, hermaphrodites, and/or some combination of all three. If this offends you or is just not

you cup of tea, please consider yourself warned. Copyright resides with me, the author, and

distribution of this work must be approved by the author. Please and Thanks!_

_This is a continuation and as such, I urge you to read Part 1. It'll get you off. Trust me, would I

lie to you? Ignore the cranky old man in the corner. He can't get it up anymore due to age and

not my writing. Really!_

Jumping up, the seven foot black-furred bull hurried back to the Swaggering Moose

Cafe's kitchen where the time clock was. Punching himself out, Kyle grabbed a couple of lemon

cookies and a bottled water before hurrying out the back door. There in the small parking area

behind the café sat his old Charger. Sliding behind the wheel, he had to reach down between his

legs to work his large balls out from underneath himself. Normally he wouldn't bother. Sitting

on his balls tended to make his pussy water, which only helped the vibration of the car on the

road to push his balls inside himself. He liked the feeling of his pussy squeezing his balls. The

lack of his rather large sack from the crotch of his pants made him a bit less self conscious. It

seemed bad enough to him that his cock had to hang down one leg or the other to keep it from

grotesquely tenting his pants or shorts. Today, though, his pussy was a bit sore from all of the

action at his little two person send off party for Dean last night.

Situated comfortably, Kyle shoved a cookie into his muzzle as he peeled out into the

narrow alley. In no time he pulled up in front of the Swaggering Moose. As he pumped the

horn, he noticed Mike get his shoulder lightly slapped by Cindy. The pair kept talking on their

way to the front door, but stopped once outside.

"Hey, kiddo," Mike said cheerfully, though Kyle wondered if it was forced. "Just drop

me off at the office."

"No, take him straight home, Kyle," Cindy leaned into the car. "And if he says he's fine

and you can go home, don't believe him. I've been where he is right now and the last thing he

needs is to be alone."

"Well, then he can take me to dinner," Kyle said with smile. "A nice busy restaurant will

do him good. Right?"

"Kyle," Cindy warned.

"What? I'm thinking Burger Palace," Kyle said with mock indignation. "That's all a

lawyer can afford, according to mom."

"Be a friend!" Cindy called as Kyle shifted into gear and peeled away.

Kyle wove through the midafternoon traffic. Not sure what exactly to say, he stayed

silent and merely drove about town. He figured that Mike would eventually tell him where to

go. It was as they passed the Burger Palace about thirteen minutes later that the bear spoke. At

first it made no sense to Kyle, but he realized quickly that the bear was rambling about his life

with Dan. He listened to all the experiences the pair had. How much in love they had been. Or

how much in love Mike had been. It was a heavy emphasis on the past tense. The split sounded

like it would have happened eventually. Mike talked himself from depression to a horny

cheerfulness that made Kyle a bit uncomfortable.

"So," Kyle said hesitantly, "what do you want to do now?"

"Have a drink while getting my balls drained," Said Mike casually. "I know this great

little sex bar down on Rend Avenue near the river. Cutest young bucks that love to give head.

No ass, though. Not sure why since the liqour laws and decency laws don't expressly prohibit

it."

"Mike, it's not even three in the afternoon," Kyle countered. "And my parents would kill

me if they found out."

Mike sat the looking at him for a moment before turning to the window. "We could stop

by a liquor store and then head to my desolate apartment. We can drink and suck each other

until our balls dry up. What do you say?"

Kyle shook his head as he realized that he been setup. He had walked right into the

bear's trap. If it hadn't been for his nearly all night sexcapade with Dean, he would jump at the

chance. He'd been wondering what it would be like to have a muzzle other than lamb boy's on

his big piece of meat.

"Whatever," Kyle heard himself say nonchalantly. "Just know, I didn't get much sleep

last night."

"You and Dean sexing each other up?" Mike smiled while rubbing the obvious erection

that snaked down the bear's right leg.

Kyle glanced at the bear in shock before turning back to the road. "How did you...?"

Mike leaned the seat back and worked that big cock out of his pants. "Two guesses.

Both female and both have control over your life in some form. I've just been jacking off to the

thought of your big beefstick ramming me in the ass since, oh, pretty much day one."

Kyle laughed and reached over to squeeze the bear's cock. "That explains why mom

never left me alone at the office. You hitting on me would have been a lot more fun than doing

homework at the back of a courtroom."

"Would you have said yes?" Mike stroke those eleven inches of cock slow and steady.

"To fucking you? In a heartbeat," Kyle said as he remembered the dreams he'd had when

thirteen involving bears and sheep. "Getting fucked would not have been cool, but I've grown to

enjoy it."

"So now you can enjoy both," Mike snickered, then switched to a more pleading tone.

"It would really cheer me up. So where do you want to do it?"

"Don't you mean where do we start?" Kyle turned on to Route 7. "I know a place we

can go to work on our appetite.."

"Someplace private?"

"How about a nice riverside setting?" Kyle turned off the highway onto a gravel road.

"My uncle owns a farm and let's me have the run of the place. All hours of the day or night."

"Don't you mean the farm your uncle gave you?" Mike said with a broad smile.

"Well, I see that someone has complained at work" Kyle answered as he drove through

the farm's gate. A short drive away from the direction of the house visible on a nearby hilltop

and they could see the river. "Mom found out that Aunt Jenny was going to sell the farm. She

threatened to have Dad's family reunion here on the farm this year. That shut her up real quick."

"Here we are," Kyle announced as they rolled to a stop at an isolated spot on his uncle's

farm. "A great view of the river as it heads off toward the horizon. Plus, not a another soul in

sight."

"Great spot you've got here," Mike said as they climbed out of the car.

Kyle looked from the river over to the farm house just over a mile distant on a hilltop

peaking out of a stand of trees. The tracks in the field he'd made over the last few months of

coming up here after dark with Dean could be made out in the daylight.

"My aunt forced my uncle to 'retire' from farming last year," Kyle explained with air

quotes. "She insisted they go back north so they could be closer to family. I used to come out

here every summer and work for him. This summer, Dad insisted I get a real job since I was

turning eighteen."

"Let me guess, he said no son of his was going to be a farmer?" Mike growled as if

quoting.

Laughing, Kyle smiled as he pulled a blanket from the trunk of the Charger. "Sounds

almost exactly like what Dad said when I told him I wanted to just work the farm full time."

Tossing the blanket at Mike, Kyle said, "Find a spot you like. Someplace with a good

access to the river and a good view of the western horizon."

Kyle watched the bear hunt for the perfect spot as he undressed by the car. His summers

spent on this farm were mostly good memories. He knew all of the best places for sex and

while his uncle had left the place to him, he just couldn't bring himself to actually live out here.

That and the fact Dad had actually forbidden it after the that incident a few months ago now. He

pushed that and the argument his parents had had from his mind as he saw that Mike was

spreading the blanket out onto the ground.

As he walked the short distance to the bear, he slowed to enjoy the sight of the bear

undressing to reveal heavy brown fur over thickly muscled arms and legs. Fur covered fingers

smoothed the ruffled fur across the bulging pectorals that Kyle could tell were worked out every

day possible. When Mike looked up to smile at him, Kyle couldn't help but notice how the

already exposed cock stiffened even more. He wondered how such a big cock came out of what seemed an impossibly small sheath.

"Now that's a sight I've been eager to see for the last ten years," Mike said with a leer as

Kyle walked up.

Kyle smile as he stood before the bear. Mike didn't waste any time before leaning into

lick the swelling head of Kyle cock. Moans escaped Kyle as he watched the older bear slowly

work his massive chunk of prime beef cock into the bear's muzzle. As the cock lengthened and

thickened to it's full twenty inches by nearly four inch massiveness, the head was pressed into

what Kyle decided was possibly the tightest throat in existence. Like trying to squeeze into jeans

a size too small, Mike grabbed Kyle's huge balls and started to force Kyle's cock into himself.

"Sweet gods of love," Kyle moaned as he leaned forward a bit and clutched the bear's

head in both hands. "Let me help you with that."

Kyle held the bear's head immobile as he pushed his cock further into that tight throat.

He couldn't help but moan as he noticed, but didn't care that Mike's eyes were bulging. Slight

pumping action to get it to slide in easier turned into longer strokes. Soon he was pumping

nearly the full length of his cock in and out of the bear. Mike's quick gasps for air only seemed

to further enrage his need to fuck the bear's face. Faster he tried as he relished the feel of the

muzzle pushing down the stretched sheath at the base of his cock. Closer he came to the final

explosive release with each desperate squeeze of the bear's strong hands on his balls.

"I'm almost," gasped Kyle as he forced his cock down the bear's maw again and again,

"almost...unngh!!"

Kyle felt the release as he pulled his cock into Mike's mouth. Without thinking, he

plunged it back down the bear's throat as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over the

bull. He held the bear tight to his groin as his balls pumped thick shot after thick shot of his cum

straight into the ursine stomach. It seemed forever before it felt like the cum had slowed to a

trickle.

"Oh wow," moaned Kyle as he sagged to his knees. The bear's throat rubbed his still

erect cock as it slide out, causing Kyle to shudder with that wonderful post-ejaculate sensitivity.

"That was intense!"

"You're telling me!" Mike gasped while sitting back to reveal thick streamers cum

crisscrossing the bear's brown furred belly and chest. "You thicker than Dan, and I thought that

moose was the king big cocks. I can't wait to get that monster in my ass!"

Kyle huffed as he grinned along with the bear. At that moment a memory popped into Kyle's

head but couldn't recall who said it. The phrase 'Mike's a pussy!' just seemed to give him all the

reason he needed.

Reaching a hand out to the bear's head, Kyle pushed Mike backwards. Leaning forward

as the bear fell onto his back, Kyle grabbed the ankles as Mike lifted his legs. He laid on the

pads of the bear's feet while glanced down to make sure his leaking erection nestled against that

asshole. He looked down into Mike's still smiling face and, a second after thrusting his hips

forward, asked, "Ready?"

A quick shiver of elation raced up Kyle's spine as Mike grimaced in pain. He paused

once his large mushroom head was fully inside that ass. Pausing for a moment, Kyle put his full

weight on Mike's legs while reaching out to grab the bear's wrists. Holding the bear's arms over

his head and leaning his muzzle closer to Mike's face, Kyle growled menacingly, "Your ass is

way too loose for being unused for six months."

To emphasis his displeasure, Kyle thrust four to six inches hard into the bear's ass. This

time Mike growled and hissed not in pain but in pleasure. To hide his surprise, he pulled his

cock out a few inches before giving it a hard shove. Burying nearly a foot of his monster cock

into the bear at once sent Mike's cock over the edge. Long streamers of cum shot out of the bear

as the cock twitched and jerked about. Kyle could feel the bear trying to arch his back despite

Kyle's greater weight.

"You like being the bitch?" Kyle started to pump his cock in long, hard strokes. "Like

getting your ass stretched and fucked?"

"Shut up and fuck me," Mike moaned.

So Kyle did just that. Harder and harder he slammed into the bear. More and more of

his cock got pulled out before getting rammed back in so fiercely that Kyle's balls bounced

painfully off the bear. He would feel himself get close, so either he slowed a bit or changed

rhythm. The last thing he wanted was to give the bear a break. Over and over he would come to

the brink and pull back, eliciting a groan or a growl of frustration from Mike.

"Just fucking cum already," growled Mike. "Your rubbing me raw!"

"Beg for it," Kyle ordered. "Beg for my cum, you little fuzzy bear."

Before could say anything, though, Kyle's balls betrayed him. With a grunting moan of

intense ecstasy, Kyle slammed his cock fully into the bear as what seemed the biggest load of his

life raced into the bears gut. Short guttural slams of his cock and balls worked to extend the

climax and pump every last drop into Mike's ass.

As Kyle sagged down onto Mike, the bear huffed for breath while chuckling, "Are you

always this aggressive during sex?"

"Only with you, apparently," Kyle laughed as he tried to catch his breath.

"Can I have my legs back?" Mike asked when Kyle didn't move.

"No," Kyle smiled.

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"His note said to meet him here," Kyle said as he pulled the Charger to the curb across

from the Swaggering Moose Cafe. "Since it was eight when we finally found the note, he might

have given up and left."

"And he really didn't say why?" Mike just stared at the crowd inside the cafe.

"Just go in, order a drink, and find a seat," Kyle shook his head as he spoke. "I'll pull

around back and come in as though I'm there to work."

Mike nodded slowly at first, "Looks like you probably will."

The bear then got out and headed across the street. Kyle watched to make sure the big

baby actually went inside. He wondered just what those two were really up to. Considering the

fact that Kyle hadn't seen any of the usual tell-tale signs that the condo had been occupied, Kyle

was leaning toward 'non-committed sexual activities,' as his mom would likely say. At least

he'd gotten a few hours of sleep by the river.

As the cafe door closed, Kyle's phone rang. "Hey, Cindy! Need some help? I'm across

the street. Just dropped Mike off for a meeting with Dan."

"Thank god!" exhaled Cindy in a rush. "Get that big bull butt in here and help me!"

"Fran not carrying her weight?" Kyle said in exasperation. "I've got pizza to distract

her."

"Fran?" Cindy growled angrily into the phone. "She has the night off, remember? Oh,

and just so you know how desperate I am for help, Drew is working the register. You know

what that means."

Kyle groaned. Drew Night was the regular live entertainment at the cafe. The cat played

excellent music and could copy anyone being played on the radio. However, poetry was not one

of Drew's talents. That didn't seem to stop the feline, nor did the groans of most everyone in the

place. When Drew worked the register, he recited the orders in poetry worse than normal. "I'll

pull around back and be right in," he answered.

A few minutes later, Kyle came out from the back wearing an apron. "Thanks, Drew!" he said cheerfully as a number of patrons cheered Kyle's arrival. "I'll take over here so you can

get back to your guitar."

"Thanks, man," replied Drew in that lazy sounding manner. "I got me some wicked

tunes to crank."

As Drew returned to his corner at the front of the cafe opposite the door, Kyle took

Cindy's spot at the drink mixing machines. As he worked, he noticed Mike sitting at a table

against the wall alone. Smiles and friendly waves concealed the fact the bear had been on his

back getting fucked mere minutes ago. With a shake of his head, Kyle turned his attention back

to his machines.

"He seems in pretty good spirits," Cindy observed sometime later when the line had dried

up. "A few hours with you and he looks himself again. What's your secret?"

Before Kyle could respond, he spotted the wide flat horns and brown furred head of Dan

come out the short hall from the restrooms. Even though Kyle was partially hidden by the

various drink and food related devices, Kyle knew that Dan had been seen him and been

surprised.

"Sex," he replied as Dan walked past. "Good old fashioned ass slamming, back aching,

stamina draining, ass-filling sex. Apparently the poor guy hadn't had sex in like six months or

so. He was a frustrated bear. Or so he wanted me to think. He was a bit too loose for someone

deprived of sex for that long."

"That was cold," Cindy laughed. "You know I told him that Mike was with you, right?"

"You saw Willie Long follow him out as well, didn't you?" Kyle glanced at the table

Mike had been at. He found the table empty, which was pretty much as he expected.

"Little Willie takes after his mother," Cindy commented with a wink to Kyle.

"Don't I know it," laughed Kyle as the pair kept working. "If she isn't hitting on me, then

he is. I don't know which is worse."

"I just wish they'd find some meds that worked on their nymphomania," Cindy laughed.

The pair worked away as their conversation moved to more mundane and work related

topics. Kyle didn't see the pair leave, but about an hour after he and Mike arrived, Kyle noticed

neither were present.

Kyle went out soon after to clear and rearrange tables. As he was wiping down the last

dirty one he saw, a smooth, deep voice said behind him, "Shake that ass much more and I may

have to take you right here, Kyle."

Jerking up, Kyle spun around to find a lean tan furries lion in standing there dressed in

black leather pants and a black silk shirt. Standing nearly a foot tall atop the five foot eleven tall

head was the twenty year-old's red mane done up as a mohawk. Even the sunglasses peaking out of the shirt pocket were black.

"Zack!" Kyle cried in surprise. "When did you get back to town?"

Zack jumped at Kyle and grabbed the bull's horns while wrapping those long legs around

his waist. "School's out, sexy."

Zack then pressed muzzle to muzzle as Kyle stood there in wide-eyed shock. After a few

minutes, Kyle's brain kicked into gear and started to kiss back. He wasn't sure why the lion was

greeting him this way, but getting to kiss the high school yearbook's 'Hottest Athlete' during

Kyle's junior year was something Kyle was going to enjoy.

"So what was that for, Zack?" Kyle whispered when the lion finally broke the kiss.

"Whoooh!" shouted Willie from across the cafe. "Do him on the table!"

"Can't a lion say hello?" Zack said while sliding arms off the horns and around Kyle's

neck. Zack then lean in to nibble playfully with his left ear.

Kyle felt shivers race down his spine as goose bumps formed under his fur. Other parts

of Kyle then woke up. He stood there both supporting and hugging the lion until he remembered

he wore shorts. This prompted Kyle to reach up and pull the lion away.

"I'm working, in case you had forgotten," he said to the lion that was still trying to nibble

on something of him.

"I certainly haven't forgotten," Cindy chided from behind Zack. "You can accost my

employee all you want in fifteen to thirty minutes, Mr. Tyler. Until then, sit down and stop

making a scene."

Zack released those long legs from around Kyle's waist and stood up before responding.

"You can be as big a killjoy as your uncle, Cindy. You know that?"

"I'll take that as a compliment, Zachary Tyler," Cindy smiled while spinning around.

"And don't think I've forgotten about that tab you built up last summer. I will have my two

hundred dollars before you spend another dime in here."

"I've come prepared, oh mistress of the cafe," Zack gave Cindy that big smile while

reaching into a pants pocket. "Three hundred dragoons should more than cover any interest you

might have added."

Kyle took advantage of Cindy's distraction to slip around the table. A look around told

him that only a handful of the dozen and a half customers were currently paying them any

attention. Drew was looking through a notebook while Willie sat at a table near the musician

rubbing his crotch whenever Kyle looked his way. It reminded Kyle of his own growing

erection.

Using the wiping of tables as an excuse, Kyle checked his right leg to find his cock was

indeed poking out. Glad neither of the Otters twins were present or Detective Long, Kyle

headed for the counter. He almost made it.

"Excuse me, sir," asked someone behind Kyle. "Can I get some of your cream?"

"What?" Kyle quickly ducked behind the counter before turning around.

There across the worn laminate counter-top was the blonde lab from his dreams that

morning. Even the old t-shirt was the same, as in his dream. It took a moment, but Kyle

realized he was just staring.

"I'm sorry," he shook his head. "What did you ask for?"

The blonde lab set a cup on the counter and leaned his muscled torso across to smile as

he repeated, "Can I get some of your cream?"

Kyle opened his mouth to speak, closed it again, and reached to the refrigerated display

next to the register. He pulled out a pair of small packs of non-dairy creamer. He held it out

without saying a word. An eyebrow raised slightly and he gave the lab a cheesy grin while

holding it, but still didn't say anything.

"What if if I want fresh from the bull 'dairy' creamer?" grinned the lab followed by that

pink tongue running along those pearly white upper teeth.

"Find me after working hours and maybe something can be arranged, sir," answered Kyle

while setting the creamer packs on the counter. His cock, he could feel, was rock hard and

threatening to rip apart his shorts. "Until then, this is all we have."

"What's he want? Real creamer?" Cindy came up and banged on the cash register. "I

think we have some back in the cooler."

"That's not fresh enough," the Lab said with broad grin before Kyle could say anything.

Cindy looked up at the customer wide-eyed then at Kyle. Kyle smiled and arched his

eyebrows a couple of times while he stood there silent. Cindy picked up the little packs of

nondairy creamer and put them in one of the Lab's hands. "This is all that you'll get tonight, sir.

We're a respectable establishment. Thank you very much."

The Lab laughed before grabbing a pen laying nearby and a napkin. After writing

something on the napkin, he held it out toward Kyle. "Call me when you get off work later. I

still want some of your cream. The way that cat and that bear cub keep hitting on you, it must be

something else."

Kyle took the napkin and saw that it said 'Jason' with a phone number. "I'll keep that in

mind Jason. Sounds like fun."

"Call me Jaz, sexy," Jason said with a wink. "And call me!"

He and Cindy stared at the Lab as he walked away. The jeans Jaz wore were skin tight

and did a wonderful job of showing off his tight bubble butt. Cindy spun around and slapped

Kyle hard on the arm.

"What the blazes is that for?" Kyle rubbed the arm.

"Stop attracting all the guys!" Cindy hissed. "And put that damn stick back in your

shorts before I embarrass us both."

Cindy then stormed off to disappear in the back. Not sure what that was all about, Kyle

went over to start washing down the machines for the night. As he worked, he found he had to

keep adjusting his throbbing erection. Soon after he finished the first one, Zack slid onto a stool

at the counter.

"So when do you get off work?" Zack said with a purr.

"We close at eleven on Fridays," Kyle smiled as he listened to the constant purr. "But

business dies off sharply after Drew stops playing at ten. You can hang if you want."

"Sorry if I embarrassed you back there, Lensman," Zack chuckled. "But I've missed you

so much this last year."

"That you jump on me and plant a wet one on my kisser?" Kyle laughed as he worked.

"And gods, has it been a while since I've heard that nickname."

"What, Lensman? Don't tell me you weren't photographer your senior year?" Zack

started to unbutton his shirt to reveal the bulge of that well muscled body.

"Old man Delvins said that I just didn't have the 'eye' that he needed," Kyle growled in

disgust at the memory. "At least I didn't get the line about my horns that all the coaches gave me

over the years."

"Hell, Oak City might have won Provincials a few times if you'd been on any of our

teams," Zack gave him a big smile and a deep, lustful growl.

"You do remember that Oak City frowns on public nudity?" Kyle watched as Zack

reached below the counter to unbutton something.

"They didn't charge me with anything that night and you know it," Zack laughed.

"Because my mom threatened to sue the department," laughed Kyle. "Besides, we were

maybe ten years old at the time. What were they going to do? Send us to MacAller's Mountain

with all the other murderers and terrorists?"

"That would have been better than the week you spent down with the crazies in

Namron," recalled Zack with a shudder. "The stories you told."

"That no one else has ever heard, not even my parents," Kyle leaned close and

whispered. "Remember that, Catfish."

"Still have nightmares?" Zack whispered with a slight widening of the eyes.

Kyle stood back up and moved over to rinse out his rag at the small sink. "Not very

often," he finally answered. "Mom's gotten used to me pacing the house in the wee hours of the

night after I have one. She gets up, checks on me, and if I'm not shivering in a fetal position on

the couch, goes back to bed. But you're not here to talk about my problems. Are you?"

"Kyle!" Zack jerked up with a shocked and offended expression. "I'm hurt. Truly hurt."

Kyle just stood there with an eyebrow arched and his 'don't bullshit me' look. It took less

than the usual thirty seconds for the lion to get that sheepish grin on his face. Even less for Zack

to start spilling beans.

"Okay, okay," started the lion with a wave of a furry hand. "Just stop looking at me like

that. I came back to Oak City because my asshole of a dad died a few months back and left me

everything. I was told probate would be a few months so I just waited until school was over for

the summer before coming back. That fucker had a small ton of money stashed away. Long

story short, I'm trying to settle up debts here before I sell all his crap as well as the house. Then

I'll head back to Kansz City to finish up my studies."

"Which are?" Kyle finished the machines and wiped down the counters as the two talked.

He noticed, though, that Willie was helping carry Dean's stuff to the cat's truck out front.

Zack smiled and winked. "Interspecies relationships. Want to go back to my place later

and test what I've learned so far?"

"Oooo," came a voice as the lab, Jaz, came out from the restrooms. "Can I help? Surely

you could use my perspective in your studies."

"A threesome! Sounds like fun for all," laughed Zack. "Where should we do this?"

"I'm just down the street in Angel Tower," Jaz said as the Lab slid onto the stool beside

Zack.

Cindy appeared at that moment from the back. After one look at them, the antelope

shook her head and took the rag from Kyle. "Go clock out, Kyle, and take your groupies with

you."

Laughing, Kyle was soon walking down the street with the other two guys. In the time it

took to walk a few blocks, they were laughing and joking like old friends. During the elevator

ride up the eleven stories to Jaz's condo, All three were kissing each other and groping one

another's crotches and asses. Kyle dropped into a leather chair where he watched the black Lab pull Zack's leather pants open. A thick cock fell out unfettered by underwear and onto the

waiting snout.

"Oh yeah, Jaz," purred the lion as Jaz ran that long dog tongue over, around, and down

the bumpy ten inch cock. "Lick my sweaty cock."

Kyle sat there watching with his arms resting on the chair's arms while he felt his cock

grow down his right leg. A glance down a moment later showed his large cockhead fully

exposed past the short's hem. Looking back up, he found that Zack was getting his balls licked

while Jaz worked on removing the lion's sneakers.

Resisting the urges to stroke his cock as he watched or to get up and join in, Kyle

watched as the now naked Zack's cock slowly disappeared down Jaz's throat. He could see the

Lab's hands gripping those rounded ass cheeks while the lions hands came down to rest on the

dog's head. Kyle let only a slight guttural growl out as he shifted in the chair and felt his cock

ache while his pussy felt noticeably wetter.

"Oh, no you don't," Zack moaned as Jaz slipped a hand around between the lion's

buttocks. "We have someone to get naked, Jaz."

Zack pushed away from the dog as Jaz started to pull off the lion's cock. Then the pair

came over to Kyle and proceeded to strip off his clothes. Zack then bent over and started to suck

on Kyle monster cock. Kyle gaze across the muscular lion's back to watch Jaz stripped off his

own clothes. Thick muscles seemed outlined and highlighted by the dog's dark fur. Kyle ached

to run his fingers through the short fur on the Lab's chest and belly. When naked, the Lab bent

down and began to lick at the lion's furry ass. Kyle could feel the lion's purrs against his cock as

it slide deeper and deeper into the lion.

"Ah," gasped Kyle as he felt the lion push a finger or two into his pussy. "Oooh, yeah.

Play there as much as you like, Catfish."

Kyle then felt the lion get pushed against him slightly. He looked across Zack's back to

see Jaz pumping slowly into Zack. Zack responded by bobbing his head up and down on Kyle's

long cock. Kyle moan at the incredible feeling of Zack's two fingers in his pussy flipping back

and forth. He felt his balls try to lift up and before he could cry out, they emptied themselves

straight into Zack's stomach. He watched as Zack's eyes bulged while Jaz did a strange grunting

sigh.

"Oh gods, yes," Jaz huffed while pausing in his thrusting to leaned on Zack's back while

Kyle held the lion fully on Kyle's cock. "The knot went in. Oh sweet release. You don't mind

being my bitch, do you little pussycat?"

Zack got a twinkle in his eyes. Forcing himself up off Kyle's cock, which still leaked a

thin trickle of cum, Zack gasped in fresh air before reaching down to lift Kyle's legs. Smiling,

Kyle let his knees get pressed against his chest and reached down to lift his ballsack.

"Is this what you want, my pretty little pussycat?" Kyle said in almost child-speak as if to

a beloved pet.

"You got the hole that I can fill with my mighty, mighty pole," Zack smiled as the lion

pushed his cock into Kyle's pussy slit. "Oh, and just so you know, my big black beauty. My

cock is very much like my animal cousins."

Zack pulled his cock back out. Kyle gasped as it felt like the lion's cock was grabbing

and holding onto the sides of his pussy. He realized that the lion's cock had spurs or ridges of

some sort that were rubbing and pulling on the inside of his pussy. The initial shock was

momentary before his pussy felt like it was ablaze with need.

"Fucking yea," Kyle groaned. "Shove that freaky thing in me. Fucking pound me, bitch.

Fucking pound my pussy with that big kittycat dick."

"You heard the boy, Jaz," Zack said, though the moans came immediately afterwards.

"Let's fuck him hard and long"

And that's what Kyle felt. Zack's cock felt like a giant bat getting slammed into his pussy

as he shifted his hand from holding his ballsack to stroking his cock. He had never felt anything

like it before. Zack's cock pumped all the way out and all the way back in, slamming into that

deep inner barrier of his pussy. Like getting his vagina ground out and enlarged, Zack's spurred

cock made Kyle's pussy wetter and needier than he had ever felt before. He didn't know why,

but he needed every inch and then some of Zack.

"Fucking fill me up, bitch," Kyle growled as he reached up with his free hand to grab

Zack by his mohawk and pull him down for a tonsil tickling kiss.

He felt it then. Like a wave of lava burning his insides, Kyle felt the lion's cock slam into

his pussy, the cat cum pulsing down the length of the cock against his insides. In matching

waves, Kyle felt both his cock and his pussy explode. Waves of pleasure racked his body as he

felt cum shot out of his cock where it sprayed both him and Zack in the chest and chins. It was

his pussy, though, that surprised him the most. Like a dam had burst inside him, Kyle felt his

pussy literally cum as well. Sharp sprays of wetness struck the insides of his buttocks and

drenched his fur . Zack moaned into Kyle as Kyle kept up his desparate attempt to suck both

Zack's cum and tongue out of the lion's body. Jaz howled then collapsed onto Zack's back. The

pulsing died down and Kyle let go of Zack's tongue. For a moment, all three lay in the leather

chair content.