Bonding With A Colleague


“Ugh, what’s taking so long!” A gazelle shouted as the line for the most popular gay nightclub in the downtown area grew longer and longer with no movement in sight. 


Rodney wasn’t in a rush, but he had to agree with the gazelle, this was taking forever. His week at the office had been hell on earth; his boss had drowned him in an ocean of extra work, his coworkers had been a bigger pain in the ass than usual and to top it all off, his deer colleague, Britney, had gone into heat, which had left his mind torn between work and sex. 


He considered going to a normal nightclub for straight guys at first, but found himself drifting away from that idea when the deer heat lingering on his work clothing had reminded him of the sweet prey scent he’d been hotboxing in all week. No, this silver fox wanted something different, and being bisexual meant he had just the solution - The scent of male musk! 


Sneaking a peek to the front of the line, Rodney saw a fur in a hoodie and baggy pants, he was taller than the fox and seemed to be beefing with the bouncer, his arm movements all over the place as he probably tried to bribe his way in. 


“Great, another nutjob to ruin my week. Just what I need on a Friday night,” he muttered, ears laid back with frustration. The bulge in his pants agreed with his ears, the red rocket in need of some serious release and space before the end of the night. The first one was up to him, but the latter was assured at this club, their policy of being bottomless when inside a rarity among nightclubs. 


“Get your paws off me!” 


And his evening just kept getting better. His green eyes glanced back up, at first he didn’t care as he saw the same sight as before: the hooded guy getting physical as furs tried to remove him from the line. Only when the hood fell backward did his heart skip a beat. 


“Shit!” 


“Listen up, this club ain’t got no place for the likes of you!” the bouncer said roughly, paw holding the hooded fur’s wrist with an iron grip. 


“Wow there, calm your muscles, buddy!” Rodney rushed in between the bigger pair, paw held up defensively toward the bouncer to try and show that he wasn’t a threat, while his other paw kept his cheetah friend and coworker in line and pressed up against his back. 


“No reason to get physical with my frie–!” 


The bull bouncer looked down at the blushing vulpine, not amused by yet another disturbance this early in his shift. “Friend you say?” 


“I-I’m so sorry you had to figure it out this way,” his coworker whispered in a stutter into his trembling grey ear. “Yes, best friends! And he can assure you that I’m more than qualified to enter,” the cheetah assured, feline and bovine eyes looking questioningly at the vulpine. 


“Say vulpine, is your friend here what they say they are?” 


 “I–!” The cheetah’s bulge rubbed against his back a bit firmer as he tried to talk, Rodney not mistaken by what his friend tried to tell him. He nodded with blushing shame on his grey cheeks, eyes barely meeting the large prey guard’s stare. “Y-yes they are…” 


“Very well.” He pulled out wristbands, offering one to each of them. “Couple’s discount, I expect you to keep your friend in check while inside!” 


“But we’re not–” His protest fell dead in the water as the bull pushed the pair past him. The bull screaming, next, was all he heard before music and the dark dressing room enveloped him and his cheetah friend, Jackie, her hand guiding him to two secluded lockers. 


“Jackie! What the hell are you doing at a GAY nightclub?!” he hissed, scanning the area to see if they were alone, luckily most new arrivals chose lockers far away from them. 


“ME!? You’ve been ogling Britney all week, so what are YOU doing here!” she countered, the darkness masking their shame-filled faces. 


“I…” A knot thicker than his own formed on his tongue, rendering him speechless as he stared at the cheetah, her amber eyes staring into his green. ‘…Fuck it, we’re both standing here with raging hard-ons anyway,’ he reasoned with himself, taking a deep breath before coming clean. “I’m bi, okay.” 


“…” 


“What?” 


“Nothing, just surprised we’re in the same boat.” 


“…” The knot was back, but this time it wasn’t from a lack of things to say, quite the opposite. She was a futanari, bisexual, just like him… Had she been suffering from Britney’s scent too? How did she manage to hide that beast? Was she a full package futa or did she just have huge boobs and a cock to match their enormous size? So many questions and only one mouth; Rodney didn’t know where to start! But luckily, Jackie did. 


“Should we… undress?” 


“...” 


“...?” 


He looked sky high, tears at the corners of his eyes. ‘God… thank you.’


He gave her a weak nod, shaking paws reaching for his belts as she did the same. Despite having the tighter fitting pair, Rodney’s pants and underwear hit the floor first, dick standing at a perfect 90 degree angle. He was rather proud of his size, outsizing most of his frie– 


“Awww, that’s cute.” 


‘Wh… what did she say?!’ 


As if reading his frozen expression, she repeated herself more softly to her smaller coworker. “Your foxhood, it looks nice.” Her paw invited itself into his personal space, claws gracing the length of his fiery red foxhood. The knot was barely visible in its resting state, leaving him with a lean, if slightly thick, spear protruding from his sheath. “A twitchy little fox, aren’t we,” she teased, his dick throbbing wildly in her paws’ embrace. 


“N-not fair! You undress too!” he managed to stutter through clenched teeth, hardly keeping his composure as he felt the touch of a futa for the first time in his life. It wasn’t very different from a vixen’s, but the fact that he was the smaller one was an entirely new experience. 


Giving his base one last squeeze, Jackie turned her attention back to herself, and swiftly pulled her pants and underwear to the floor, cock springing free with enough ferocity to hit her shirt with an audible smack, leaving a precum mark right below her hiding breasts. 


“Tada!” 


Falling to his knees, his nose found itself now a paw’s length away from the precum-covered tip. “How… how have you managed to hide something so enormous?!” he muttered as his lungs filled with her exotic musk, a musk that smelled like a perfect mix of male and female. 


“You’d be surprised what a chastity cage can hide, hehe.” 


Her laughter filled his ears. He felt drunk; no, was this how it felt to be high? Whatever it was, it felt good, and sniffing her arousal only made the effects of it grow stronger! 


“Oh, where are my manners? Let me give you a tour,” she offered, stepping a little closer while lifting her cock. It stretched the span of his head, her hefty balls making contact with his quivering black nose. “This is Jack,” she started, letting her cheetah pride rest right on his face. “And these are his milky companions,” she sing-songed, lifting her nuts up and dropping them onto his snout, their veiny and furry surface a hair's length away from his admiring green eyes. “And lastly, Jackie Jr. I’m sure you can smell how excited she is.” 


“F-full package!” Rodney couldn’t believe his senses; the feel of her warm sack covering his snout, the sweet scent from her pussy leaking onto his nose, or his eyes staring at the beast known as Jack! His frustrations from a week filled with temptations screamed for him to make a move, his cock on the verge of cumming from being so close to Jackie alone. 


Jackie liked the dreamy look in his eyes; it felt so innocent yet predatory in its desire for wanting more, needing more. “Shall we go into the club now? 


“No!” 


“No?” She felt his dark paws on her thighs, keeping her firmly in place. One didn’t have to be a genius to know what the kneeling vulpine wanted, and Jackie wasn’t about to say no. The cheetah had been in a long dry period, and just like with Rodney, Britney had been the one to break her, sending them spiraling toward this moment. “The safe word is banana, okay?” His nod, while small, was without doubt or hesitation. “Say ahh." 


‘Oh fuck, I’m actually doing it!’ He’d gone all the way with vixens plenty of times, pre and cum now spreading on his tongue for the first time. He’d jerked off fellow males before, yet never committed to being the sub… until now. His body was on fire as she sank herself into his mouth, with saliva dripping from his lips like a fountain. 


The first half entered with little opposition… that was until she reached his throat. Instead of trying to force more inside, she simply stopped and started thrusting in and out slowly. He gave her a questioning look, those friendly amber eyes warming his face with a deep blush. 


“My penile spines aren’t a great deep-throat match, so I never push further than this… Not that there’s a need for that, your cute mouth is plenty big compared to what I’ve tried,” she teased, fondling his ears to relax him. 


‘Has she always been such a tease?!’ Shyness swept over his smaller form, green eyes closing shut to try and avoid eye contact and hopefully any further teasing as well. 


“Mmmm, good fox. Don’t forget his companions.” 


Rodney, feeling submissive like never before, did as he was told and lifted her low hangers with a careful and steady paw, careful not to scratch them. They felt a lot heavier in his paws than they had done while on his face. Their veiny surface was like no other he’d felt before; not even his own pitiful fox pair could hope to match Jackie’s. His other paw went between his own legs, fondling his own in tune with how he massaged those cheetah nuts. 


“Fuck Rodney, have you done this before?” 


Her breathing had become ragged, sweat adorning her fur. He knew that she was an attractive predator, of course; nobody at the office doubted that… however this was the first time he’d actually seen her as a sexual being. Jackie was hot, and not just because she was pistoning the equivalent of a furnace back and forth into his mouth. 


He gave her cock an extra long lick before letting it go, heart-filled fox eyes looking up to meet her deep amber ones. “First time, hot stuff. I’ve never sucked a cock in my life,” he teased, paw moving up from his nuts to stroke her cock, spreading his saliva all over Jack while licking the base. The fox did his best to keep eye contact despite his thundering heart and sex-drunk body. 


“Full of surprises, aren’t we?” 


“Say’s the futan–!” Pulled up by the armpits, Rodney came face to face with a horny pred. 


“You clean?” 


“W-what?!” 


“I’m asking, did you clean before coming here?” 


“I,” Was he gonna take it up the tailhole for the first time like this? I mean, he’d prepared for the possibility of it happening and even been open to giving some male furs the fucking of their lives tonight… but having a cock throbbing against his chest for the first time, the hot length outclassing his own? 


“I’m gonna be so freaking sore tomorrow morning, ain’t I?” He didn’t need her to answer; the sharp-toothed smile of hers and the claws digging into his ass cheeks more than enough to make him butter in her paws. “There’s a condom in my left pocket,” he offered, turning his attention to a changing room bench to support himself on. As quickly as he’d gone on his knees as quickly did Jackie follow, the pair assuming the feral doggy style position. 


“You know–” spank! “I’ve never actually fucked a guy before, only ever been with a few girls and a few guys who wanted to try sucking a futanari,” she confessed, kneading his tensing butt while moving his tail out of the way. “Fuck, what a nice pink pucker.” 


‘Hey God. Yes, it’s me agai–!’ Rodney wanted to make a little prayer before getting impaled; Jackie however, was faster. Sliding her beast between his furry cheeks, she went about pouring a decent amount of lube she’d brought from home all over the place. 


“Can’t be too careful; Jack has a tendency to ruin virgins.” 


Pop! 


“Fuck! Shit, you’re really REALLY thick, you know that?” 


“Relax, foxy, you’re only making it worse by tightening up so much,” she warned, running a caressing hand along the length of his back to soothe the virgin vulpine. “That’s it, invite me inside of your hot little fox cave.” 


“R-really going heavy with the puns, ain’t we—HNG!” 


“Don’t discredit the process, Rodney,” her voice sang into his ears, his red rocket twitching and leaking like it had been sucked off for an hour. By the time he reached the halfway point, his stomach was already bulging a little; yet the grey fox wanted more, and so pushed backward, successfully hilting himself on his coworker. 


“You okay?” 


"Yeah, just a little stretched, I–?!” 


She lifted him from his bent position, pushing his back flush against her stomach. Rodney didn’t even know what this position was called, and didn’t care one bit; the sensation of her tits enveloping his head from both sides was almost as overwhelming as the cock up his ass. 


“There we go, hope you’re comfortable because I ain’t gonna slow down until I’ve flooded the condom you gave me.” Her words were as much a promise as a threat, the fox’s barely relaxed sphincter taken for the ride of its life as she started picking up speed. 


The first minute was hell; the second a bit better and somehow by the third Rodney was certain that Jackie’s pistoning speed must’ve broken at least a few traffic laws by how fast she was going. “Fuuuck, if I knew fox but felt this good I’d have asked you ages ago!” 


“Ah! J-Jackie, slow down!” 


“Not on my life, keep those cute moans coming foxy!” 


Her spines grazed his g-spot in a tortuous manner, teasing him towards a growing climax that was never to come; he needed extra stimulation. “A little more, that’s all I need.” With a shaking paw he reached for his drooling foxhood, the fella having been left to work as nothing more than a decorative clitoris… if he could just squeeze his knot one ti– 


“Not so fast, Rodney, that’s cheating.” 


“Noooo…” 


Smoooch! 


Taken off guard, Jackie tilted his head upwards, their lips meeting in a surprise kiss before Rodney could even register her intentions. “Tighten up for me baby, would you?” 


“But you said not to tighten up?” 


Her heart almost melted as his puppy eyes met hers, those green orbs wishing to obey but also rebel as his whole being chased the sweet release of an orgasm. Taking his paw in hers, she guided it to his stomach. “Feel this; this is what’ll make you cum.” 


The sensation felt otherworldly, the bulging of his stomach; he felt her cockhead from the outside and also from the inside, his body hollowed out to fit her size to a T. His tailhole had given up a long time ago, accepting the large visitor in; in return, it received more pleasure than it could handle, her spines bringing it a delight it didn’t know it could get. And now he was told to tighten himself up? It felt absurd… but he couldn’t deny an order from such a sexy and beautiful creature. 


‘Alright. Tighten up, that’s all I’ve gotta–’ “Holy F–HNGG!!!!” 


“I got you, just keep that butt tight.” Her request was easier said than done; while she kept him upright and close enough to bottom out, his body revolted. 


Every part of him felt like it was on fire, the pleasure close to making his vision go blank. He barely registered his knot growing, preparing to lock itself into a hole that wasn’t there. His nuts drew upwards, body preparing for a seeding that would soon come from behind.


“That’s it Rodney, cum for me. Cum for me!”


She didn’t have to tell him twice, as spurt after spurt of fox batter covered the locker room floor. His orgasm brought him halfway to blacking out, and the sudden feeling of warmth from behind sent him there. What little light there was in the room fizzled out as Jackie toured him through a new world of pleasure.


“AH FUCK!”


As quickly as she’d knocked him out she brought him back, the penile spines sending him into a second orgasm as she yanked her still rock hard length out of his abused tailhole. 


“A little warning next time?!”


“Hehe, next time? Next time you’ll be pulling out of Jackie Jr.” 


How she managed to tease him even though she was still filling up the condom with cheetah seed was beyond him, but her throwing him his pants wasn’t. “I live two blocks from here, what say we continue this back at my place, hm?”


Did he have to think about that? Heck no!


“Deal!”


FIN




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