The clock on the kitchen wall struck six in the evening when a front door to the house opened. A young lion of thirteen entered his home carrying a backpack, his shoulders were tired and dark circles adorned his eyes.

When the feline poked his head into the living room, from which voices and electronic sounds were coming from. Sitting on the couch were two young adults playing video games. A lion with fur similar to the small one but with a more developed body and a medium-sized golden mane. Next to the feline was a skinny, tall, black-haired bat with several piercings in his face and ears, and a large wool cap from which even blacker tufts of hair were barely peeking out.

"Is Dad home?" asked the little lion.

"No, he'll be back in the evening. Don't bother me," growled the other lion.

"Okay, sorry, I didn't know college made you an idiot," the smaller lion replied to his brother, before bounding up the stairs and slamming the door of his room.

"You little rat..." growled the older one.

"Crazy, that was close," sighed the bat and then let out a laugh.

"Yeah, he usually takes longer to come, I don't know what the fuck happened to him today," the feline explained, putting aside the joystick he'd been covering his lap with, exposing a flaccid, dripping, long penis that had yet to hide back in its sheath.

The chiropteran licked his lips with his long tongue at the sight of his friend's penis, and leaned over the wet phallus to continue what he was doing before he was interrupted. With his long tongue, the flying mammal rolled up the rough, long stick of feline flesh to suck it energetically, thrusting his entire length into his snout, bumping his nose against his friend's pubic hair.

After a snort of bliss, the lion grabbed the other male's head with both hands and began ramming his muzzle, trying without much success to get his hardened penis all the way down his friend's throat.

"Hey...give me your ass," the feline whispered, reaching out one of his hands to grab the other male's ass.

The bat let go of his friend's penis, swallowing the accumulated saliva in his mouth that had mixed with the lion's thick juices, and looked his host into his eyes, asking in a mocking tone, " Will you give me yours?"

"What, no, I'm not a faggot," the feline replied contemptuously.

"Ha ha! Me neither, content yourself with a blowjob," scoffed the bat.

"Come on... do me this favor, just for today," the lion continued to plead.

"Dude, I'm not going to let you shove that spiky thing up my ass for nothing," replied the chiropteran.

"Fuck...I need something else..." moaned the feline.

"I know a guy who for a couple of bucks can give you what you need," said the bat.

"I'd love to...but I'm dry," admitted the lion, dropping his shoulders.

The guest jumped to his feet, wiped his snout with the sleeve of his t-shirt, and playfully slapped his friend's penis, "Come on! I'll invite you this time, you drive."

The two men climbed into the lion's car and drove off. The short drive took them to a trailer park on the almost rural outskirts of the city, where the system vomited out those who had been less fortunate, forcing them into a life of misery and exclusion.

Upon arriving at the site, the bat pointed to the trailer house they would be driving to, they got out of the car, and walked together to the door of the place. The chiropteran knocked on the door as the lion settled the bulge in his pants and licked his lips.

A short, thin lemur opened the door to the small house. The man looked disastrous, his brown hair was disheveled, his trademark huge eyes had heavy dark circles under his eyes, he wore only a pair of striped boxers and a white bathrobe.

"Hey! It's you again, I thought you weren't coming back after what happened last time..." said the lemur, doing his best to sketch a smile without letting his yellow teeth show.

"Relax, those things happen all the time, no need to apologize, dude," the bat replied with a relaxed tone.

"Yeah...I guess you're right," sighed the homeowner, somewhat blushing.

The bat smiled and introduced the accompanying lion, "Are you free? My friend and I were in the mood and I told him you could handle it," asked the relaxed college boy.

"Hee...Sure, I've never had sex with a lion, I guess it's like my neighbor's dad who's a cat," replied the lemur, not really convinced.

"Pff...don't compare me to a kitten, I promise you're going to feel something completely new," the feline assured, putting on a smile that showed all his huge teeth.

"Well...I hope it doesn't hurt. Come in, please," the lemur said, stepping aside and gesturing a welcome to the other two males.

Upon entering the house, the two college students were surrounded by a mess similar to their respective rooms during term time, dirty clothes littering the floor, clean clothes piled on chairs, mountains of dishes and utensils in the sink, empty boxes of fast food, packets of dried noodles, rice, and empty soda bottles.

A few feet from the entrance there was also an old tube television that was connected to an old video game console that was connected to a small lemur child, possibly no older than ten years old.

"Hey, bat buddy, good to see you again," the boy exclaimed upon seeing a familiar face.

The chiropteran smiled, approached the little lemur, shook his hand and then they bumped fists. The college boy was a regular customer of his brother, and had always behaved nicely with both of them, unlike the others who were usually very violent or apathetic, the bat always smiled, shared a coffee or a short video game session, and even sometimes brought packets of cookies to share with the lemur brothers.

"What's up, champ, did you miss me?" the tall winged mammal asked smiling.

"I'm fine, and of course I missed you, buddy. My brother missed you too," the boy confessed, as his game waited on pause.

"Yeah, I've been kind of busy but I'm here now," the bat smiled again, gave the boy a couple of friendly pats on the back, then turned in the direction of the other two adults.

"I have thirty dollars, is that enough?" asked the chiropteran, resting one of his hands on the adult lemur's backside.

The homeowner sighed and arched his back in disappointment but, a moment later, smiled and nodded, resigned to getting whatever he could to be able to buy food.

The three adults walked to the bedroom, which was at the opposite end of the couch from the one the little lemur was on. When the bat closed the door behind him, the lion already had his huge hands on the skinny lemur, pulling off his bathrobe, sniffing his neck and pawing at his butt, squeezing it hard and making him whimper.

As the feline grabbed from behind, the chiropteran licked his lips and grabbed his host from the front, making the bulges in their crotches collide. The skinny lemur looked like a simple separator between two lovers, between two huge males that embraced him and made their possessive hands run all over his body, barely allowing him to move his arms that the weak man used them to be able to touch the familiar fur of the tall mammal in front of him, still fearing what the huge feline behind him could do to him, because he wouldn't be the first violent male he would have had to attend to, the bite marks on his back and ribs were the evidence that previous clients had left on his scrawny body.

The lion released the small mammal and began to remove his clothes, tossing them onto a smaller bed in the corner, exposing his huge testicles that hung heavily between his legs and his wet sheath from which peeked a sharp feline cock that was rapidly thickening, swelling small, menacing barbs around his entire manhood.

On the other hand, the bat rammed his erection against the lemur's, demonstrating dominance and superiority, holding the small mammal tightly and plunging his long tongue down his host's throat, choking him as he kissed him, to make it clear where he stood at the moment.

Taking advantage of the situation, the big feline grabbed the lemur's boxers with both hands and yanked them down, then spat on his hand with which he lubricated his penis. Mercilessly, the lion settled down, pointing his thick penis towards the other mammal's anus and, with one thrust, plunged it violently into the male's bowels.

The lemur's eyes watered and a desperate cry was drowned out by the snout of the other male kissing him, silencing the terrible pain he was feeling in his loins. The small mammal's hands moved frantically, trying to brace himself against either of his two clients to try to struggle, but the bat used his own hands to hold him down and prevent him from finding a leverage point, moving the primate's hands as if they were dancing.

The lion was completely blinded by lust, his huge hands clamped with completely unnecessary force on the fragile male's hips, his thick feline pelvis clashing desperately against the lemur's small ass which produced obscene wet sounds every time the aching feline masculinity sank fully back into his contracted female, the predator's gigantic snout dripped drool that landed directly on the primate's shoulder as the lion did his best to restrain himself and not give the traditional bite that felines used to give to their mates because for such a delicate creature it could mean serious injury.

Slowly, the bat separated from the lemur, who took a breath to be able to express the pain he was feeling at being penetrated by the huge and inconsiderate brute, but the chiropteran signaled him by putting a finger over his lips, indicating that he should be silent.

The lemur nodded and gritted his teeth as he resisted the agony, he couldn't just scream, his little brother was in the other room and would worry, plus the adult had always tried to conduct his business as discreetly as possible so as not to upset his only family member.

Seeing his college buddy take some distance and start to undress, he took advantage of the space and, holding the weak male by the neck, threw the lemur against the big bed, the one with an old mattress and sheets stained by the fluids of countless males who had penetrated him in exchange for a few measly dollars. The small mammal fell on his bed face down and, instinctively, his first movement was to hug and sink his head into his pillow, a second before feeling the huge male fall on top of him to continue fucking him uncontrollably.

Calmly, the bat finished undressing, being left alone with his cell phone with which he started taking pictures and filming from behind the other two males. The small anus of his friend looked delicious, surely he had never put anything in it; just below the virgin hole were a pair of balls that, in contrast to the small testicles of the lemur, were scary because of the enormous size of those bags destined to produce an amount of feline semen with which any female would get pregnant on the first try. The overall difference of the two men having fun on the bed was also striking, so much that at some angles it looked like the lion was ramming the mattress or pillow, as only the primate's long ringed tail was exposed.

In the hand that was not occupied by his phone, the chiropteran held his long penis that bore a funny resemblance to a banana, a pink banana that dripped abundant transparent liquid from the tip to his hand that masturbated him energetically, slowly moistening the fur of his crotch and his testicles. The dirty and violent spectacle unfolding in front of the bat fed his imagination, projecting situations in his head in which his feline friend lay on that same bed and submissively accepted to be repeatedly penetrated and filled by the winged mammal.

After stopping his movements for a brief moment in which his huge hairy balls throbbed, the imposing lion rose from the bed, disengaging himself from the lemur and his abused anus that remained wide open, swollen, reddened, and dripping with the thick and abundant semen that had just been deposited inside him. The big feline's penis was just beginning to deflate and the huge barbs around it remained firm and swollen, as if they were part of a terrible instrument of natural torture that caught the bat's attention, making him gulp saliva and his cheeks turn red.

"Fuck, look how wide open I left that hole! It could have been yours if you weren't so picky," the lion exclaimed as he observed his friend's face.

"Ha ha! I pass, but maybe you'd like to feel my long friend in that little ass of yours," replied the chiropteran, approaching his friend and wrapping one of his arms around his shoulder so that their bodies were close together to compare their penises, making clear the great difference in length between the two males in which the winged mammal won.

"I'm not going to let you shove that banana up my ass!" said the feline, with a mocking tone while he grabbed his penis to smack a couple of times his friend's manhood.

"I know you don't like fruit, but I assure you this banana is meaty just the way you like it," the bat replied, smiling and winking.

"Better take advantage of the hole that's already used before it gets cold," the lion teased, pointing toward the male who was still lying on the bed.

The bat stuck out his long tongue and nodded to his friend and then knelt down on the mattress, right behind the small mammal.

When the lemur felt his bed shift under the weight of the other male taking the lion's place, he pulled his moistened face from the pillow and turned his head to plead with his client, "Could we stop for today? Your friend is a brute...it hurts quite a bit."

With both hands on the prostitute's ass, the chiropteran separated the lemur's buttocks to better admire that anus that seemed almost ruined, then smiled and looked the little primate in the eyes to tell him with a calm tone: "But I already paid you and you've only done half of your job. It wouldn't be fair, hold out a little longer."

"Y-Yes...You're right, it wouldn't be fair..." muttered the lemur, making a gesture of resignation.

"Exactly, that's why I keep doing business with you, you're a good guy," said the bat, with a mocking tone.

A hard thrust plunged the long banana into the abused anus, producing a groan that the primate failed to silence with his pillow. The burning in his loins was unbearable but he had to resist, clients had to be allowed to do what they wanted, otherwise word would spread that his services were not worth hiring, and he didn't want his little brother to go hungry because of his incompetence.

The lion stood behind his friend for a moment, admiring the savage power of the winged mammal that made his balls collide within inches of the lemur's, allowing the feline to note that there was not much difference in size between the testicles of the two males. After recording the scene in his mind, the lion walked to the other end of the bed, grabbed the lemur by the hair and lifted his head to place his flaccid penis in front of the primate's snout.

"Clean my penis, I don't want to get my clothes dirty," the feline ordered, looking the other male straight in the eye.

The lemur nodded, and stuffed into his mouth the thick, soft piece of flesh that had caused him so much pain a moment ago. With his little tongue the primate collected all the semen that had been left on the lion's penis, swallowing it with secret distaste, allowing him to feel the piece of feline flesh regain turgidity with each lick.

"Wow...I got hard again, now you're going to have to suck it," the lion said, smiling.

**

About two hours after the three males entered the bedroom, the little lemur saw the lion and the bat quietly leave the room. The feline went directly to the door while the other male approached the child to greet him before leaving.

"See you around, champ. I'll probably stop by again in a couple of days and bring you a pack of your favorite cookies," the bat said, as he bumped fists with the little lemur.

The boy nodded and, smiling, escorted the two males outside. After saying goodbye, the lemur went back into the house and closed the front door, poured himself a glass of water and, as he drank it, stared at the bedroom door. His brother was not out yet but it was nothing to worry about, it wouldn't be the first time that the adult lemur fell asleep after attending to a client.

Watching his step, the little primate walked over to the bedroom door, opened it and, without needing to peek out, heard his older brother's distressed and heart-rending cry. The situation was overwhelming for the boy who, with sadness weighing heavily on his shoulders, decided to close the door quietly and return to his video games.

A couple of hours later, after dark, the front door rang again. Immediately, the adult lemur walked slowly out of the bedroom to attend, dressed again in his boxers and bathrobe.

The sound of night crickets drifted into the trailer, along with the thick, hairy hand of a huge boar that landed on the primate's backside, squeezing it roughly.