At the end of lunch, a young lion said goodbye to his father who was finishing the dishes. The man of the house smiled as he heard his son walk out the front door of the house where he grew up. 

George, now forty-eight years old, couldn't help but feel some uncertainty and fear at the thought that next year his son would be leaving for college, leaving him alone to take his first steps into adulthood. What would he do alone with such a big house?

After finishing washing the dishes and tidying up the table where they had been eating, George looked at the mirror in the living room, several gray hairs already glistened in his abundant golden hair, matching the facial marks and wrinkles, showing the passage of time in his once masculine figure full of life.

The doorbell rang, awakening the man from his trance around the image returned to him by the mirror. George grumbled and went to the door, opened it and blushed as he saw who was outside waiting.

Behind the door, a young cobra was wiping the sweat from his face with his own orange muscle shirt, exposing his thin abdomen where slight marks from a disciplined diet and exercise routine could already be seen. The scales of the ophidian were divided into two colors, an intense green that embraced him from behind like a mantle, and a light brown that was born on his neck going down his pectorals and abdomen, and disappearing under his black shorts.

"H-hello, Yasir. Jake just left, he went to spend the day at his girlfriend's house," George replied, as calmly as he could.

The reptile finished drying his face, adjusted his shirt, and sighed, "What an idiot, we were supposed to play video games today. May I come in, Mr. Collins?" 

"Yes, come in, come in! Make yourself comfortable," the lion replied cheerfully.

The cobra nodded and entered his friend's house as the other man closed the door. But the instant George's back was turned, a scaly young hand came to rest and squeezed his backside. A long, thin, forked tongue licked his neck as Yasir whispered in the big lion's ear, "If Jake is going to have fun with his girlfriend, then I'm going to do the same with my female."

George swallowed hard and stammered, "Y-Yasir... It's two o'clock in the afternoon... I don't think this is a good time."

The ophidian unbuckled the belt of the mammal's long pants, thus being able to slip his hand up the backside, sinking into the feline's ass and touching the householder's warm anus with his fingertips. "Expecting someone?" asked the young man.

The lion groaned as he felt the adolescent cobra impose himself on his body, making his anus throb, lifting his tail like a female in heat, "But... I have things to do, Yasir."

The ophidian let go of his friend's father, walked over to the couch, and lay down heavily, stretching his arms and crossing his legs, "Of course you have things to do, and they are all related to my penises," the teen said, as he looked at the lion's ass and put on a perverted grin.

"Yasir..."

"Owner," interrupted the reptile.

"Owner... Could we leave it for another day?" begged the lion.

"Of course not. I haven't fucked my girl in three days, I don't want you to think I've abandoned you," Yasir explained.

"But..."

"Why don't you shut up and get me a beer?" interrupted the cobra.

The lion nodded and hurried towards the kitchen, as annoying or thoughtless as Yasir might be, George had made an agreement with the guy and was willing to honor it.

When the lion returned to his living room carrying a cold can of beer, he found the shocking sight of a young ophidian completely naked on his couch, with two long, thick penises between his legs.

Yasir looked at the old lion, and slapped his leg a couple of times, inviting the other male to come over and take the place where he belonged, "Come, I want you to suck my dick while I enjoy my beer," the reptile ordered.

George brought the beer over to his son's friend and knelt down, resting his hairy head on his lover's left leg, taking the left penis and licking its tip, which was already dripping with tasty clear liquid.

"I missed that big mouth. Hurry up, I haven't masturbated since the last time I was here," Yasir said, as he uncapped his beer and took a long swig, squirting foam from his chin to his scaly chest.

The lion licked from the base of the left penis to the tip, feeling on his rough tongue the barbs that stretched down the sides of both ophidian phalluses. The old adult opened his mouth and shoved as much as he could into it until the other man's penis reached his throat.

"Don't be shy, my girl, get them nice and wet so they go in easier for your other end," the reptile said, placing his hand on the towering lion's head and pulling his mane until he made the mammal's muzzle crash against his scaly abdomen.

George opened his eyes wide and made a few retches, choking on the penis that made its way down his throat, and causing a few tears to run down his wrinkled face, reminding him of how little experience the adult had with such practices between men.

Yasir finished his can of beer and belched, holding his lover's head tightly as the lion grew increasingly desperate from lack of air coming to rapid tapping on the ophidian's leg, signaling to him that he could take no more.

The cobra smiled and released his female, "You're soft today, last time I almost ended up in your throat."

George hastily removed his snout from the reptile's penis, coughing and taking in large gulps of air, "Sorry, Master...I just finished lunch."

"Don't worry, big guy, just lick the other one and let's get on with it. I want to play with that ass," Yasir said.

The lion nodded, maintaining his submissive nature, and grabbed the snake's right penis, licking it carefully, collecting all that tasty pre-cum and swallowing it gratefully.

As George went about his duties, the young reptile stroked the feline's head, "You know... Last weekend I almost fucked your son. We got to talking about his girlfriend, how complicated girls are and how relationships take you away from your friends... We ended up jerking off like we did as kids, but I'm sure if I insisted a little more I'd have Jake face down on my bed," Yasir recounted, recalling that moment of intimacy with his lover's son.

With quick licks over the snake's phalluses, the big cat listened attentively to what the dominant male told him, imagining his son naked, masturbating with the cobra, and remembering that for the reptile there were no limits, nothing was sacred.

"Can you imagine having two lions at your feet? Father and son willing to satisfy me... Hmm I should even dye their manes in a few years so I can tell my females apart," the cobra asked, as he licked his lips with that long, thin, forked-tipped tongue.

George took one last lick of his male's long, thick, pointed penis, he tried to open his mouth to answer but the reptile's hand came to rest on his face and closed his muzzle, "It was a rhetorical question, I don't need your answer," the cobra said smiling.

Yasir took one of his penises and smacked the big feline's face several times, moistening the golden fur of the man kneeling in front of him, humiliating him and constantly reminding him of his position.

"Strip," the reptile ordered.

The lion nodded, stood up, began to unbutton his shirt, tossed it on another smaller armchair, and then continued to unlatch his shoes before unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants, finishing with his white briefs.

In front of Yasir was an adult feline now nearing fifty, with faded fur and several gray hairs, a deflated musculature and some rolls of fat, with a thick sheath that had a tip stained with pre-seminal fluid but no penis peeking out, and a pair of huge shriveled testicles hanging between his legs.

The snake stood up, placing his hands on the feline's hips that he barely reached his chest, lifted his gaze to meet the tired eyes of his old lover, and whispered, "You are a masterpiece, without a doubt the most beautiful mammal I have ever met."

George smiled and hugged the dominant young male, tilting his head so he could come within reach of the cobra's snout. Yasir brought his hands up to place them behind the lion's head, embracing and holding him to kiss him, thrusting his long tongue into the feline's massive maw.

The smooching seemed to go on forever, when the reptile released the mammal, their muzzles were completely wet and a few strands of saliva still connected their mouths. "Settle down on the couch, my beloved female, I want to penetrate you and fill your insides with my love," Yasir ordered, with a calm and tender tone.

The huge lion nodded and knelt on the couch, spreading his buttocks apart and trying to relax before the young cobra began their intimate and painful lovemaking ritual. It was only four months since George had lost his anal virginity at Yasir's hands, and it was still difficult for him to endure the thrusts of the powerful male which, thanks to the shape of his genitals, pushed the feline's insides to the extreme and left him very sensitive for several days.

Yasir settled behind the lion and grabbed the man's sagging buttocks, squeezing them gently enjoying the touch, and the sight of that pink hole that still bore signs of having been penetrated just a short while ago. The reptile took both penises and rested their tips against his lover's anus.

"No, please, I can't," George hastened to say, moaning as he felt both phalluses ready to enter.

"My love, you know it will have to happen someday," Yasir replied tenderly.

"I know, but not today. Give me more time, please," the lion begged.

"All right. You drive me crazy when you show such fragility, my huge female," said the cobra, releasing one of his penises.

The reptile slowly plunged his left penis into his lover's anus, slowly pushing the huge barbs in, causing the lion to moan and grit his teeth. When the cobra's pelvis collided against the big cat's buttocks, Yasir licked his lips, listening to his female's panting.

"Hmm... almost as tight as the first time," the reptile murmured, resting his entire thick phallus inside the other man's loins.

George had his eyes closed and somewhat wet, and his claws dug into the couch, the burning he felt inside him almost unbearable. The lion had been a tough man all his life, he had even lost one of his fangs fighting in a club with his friends after a soccer practice, but to lift his tail at this age for a young adult, who was bursting with energy and also carried a tool that could frighten more than one, was an effort that required all the will of the adult. An effort that when it hit the exact spot made the man groan aloud and ram the couch with his hips, scraping and moistening the leather of the furniture with his feline strawberry.

Yasir slowly withdrew his penis, scraping the walls of the passive feline's rectum, until he stood staring at that reddened, throbbing, and somewhat gaping anus, "I should film so you can see your hole, it looks like it's throwing little kisses, like it's missing my cock," the cobra teased.

"Please...put it back in, Master," George begged, covering his blushing face with one of his huge hands.

"You're a greedy female, kitten, you've been whining all the time about the pain but once I touch your little love button you don't want me to take it out again," the reptile mocked again, hissing with his forked tongue and stroking the lion's entrance with his penis.

"Yes, I'm a greedy female, I need my male to take care of me," moaned the adult in his thick voice.

"I so like it when you admit how much you love being drilled by my cock," the snake whispered, leaning over his lover's back and licking his ear.

"Yasir, please!" cried George in desperation.

The cobra let out a laugh and with one thrust plunged his entire phallus into the lion's loins, making him roar with pain and pleasure, giving his lover a satisfaction, which had been growing with each secret encounter, at being penetrated.

The savage thrusts, which even made the big lion shriek, continued for at least half an hour until the young adult suddenly stopped and, lying on the feline's arched back and possessively embracing him, ejaculated inside George. 

The lion gasped as his tongue hung over the side of his muzzle, his lover's penis throbbing in his bowels, spitting powerful jets of warm semen that flooded the man producing a dirty feeling of fullness. George's heart was beating frantically as if he had just finished playing a game, stirring his body and making him feel completely exhausted but satisfied. His young lover seemed to tug at his hand and pull him back to his college days every time he penetrated him.

As Yasir disengaged from the lion, an avalanche of cum spurted from the submissive man's anus, wetting the feline's balls and dripping onto the leather of the couch. George's asshole was obscenely widened and throbbed each time it tried to close in vain.

The teenager sat down next to the lion, who was still recovering, pulled out his cell phone and, putting his face next to his lover's used and abused ass, took several selfies making a victory gesture with his fingers.

"They turned out pretty good," the cobra said as he looked at the pictures.

"Is it necessary to do that?" asked George blushing, getting up from the couch and looking at the young man who had just mounted him.

"Of course it is. When I'm alone in my bed tonight, I want to remember what a good job I did on my boy's ass," the dominant male explained.

"Well...if it helps unload you and come more quietly next time, then I guess it's okay," the lion muttered.

Yasir set his cell phone down on a small coffee table next to the couch and stood up, placing his hands on his lover's hips, bringing his muzzle close to the feline's sweaty chest, sniffing and kissing him, "Shall we go take a shower together?" the reptile asked.

But before George could answer him, his phone began to ring, announcing an incoming call. The lion reached out his hand to pick up his phone and answer, it was a call from his son.

"Jake," the lion said into the phone.

"Hi, Dad. I was calling to let you know I'm staying at my girlfriend's house tonight, her parents are away and..." the young lion explained.

"Yes, relax son, I understand," the man replied.

"I'll have breakfast here, so I'll see you tomorrow for lunch," Jake said.

At that moment, Yasir hugged the big man from behind, giving small kisses on his back.

"Well, enjoy it Jake, and remember to wear protection," the feline advised.

"Dad! Don't say things like that, we're just going on a date," protested the young adult.

"Sure, son, enjoy your date," George replied, laughing.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye," said the lion and hung up the call.

"Does that mean I don't need to go home?" asked Yasir.

"Do you want to spend the night here?" asked George, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course, we've never had a chance to sleep together," exclaimed the reptile, in a cheerful tone.

"Well...Yes, I guess you can stay, although I think you'll be bored here with me," the lion replied, accepting that he was not a fun person.

Yasir released the man's back and stepped in front of him, taking him by the hands," No one said you had to entertain me. I might make you suck my dick a couple of times, but I just want to spend a quiet evening with my boy," the snake admitted.

"I thought that..." 

"That I only come to fuck you and then leave?" the young man interrupted.

"Well...Yes," replied the lion in an unsure tone.

"If you want I can leave," smiled the cobra.

George was silent for a moment, holding his young lover's hands. Then he turned his gaze and came upon a portrait of a family of three that evoked in his memory a time so distant it could easily be from a previous life. A lone tear ran down the old feline's face, he closed his eyes, sighed, and looked back up at the young reptile.

"I'd love for you to stay the night," George said in a low, almost broken voice.

"Will you cook for me?" the snake asked mischievously.

"I'll cook for you," confirmed the lion.

"Good, then let's go take a shower, you smell like my room," Yasir teased.

"My ass hurts..."

"Easy, I'll give it some love tonight..."

The old lion snorted, dropped his shoulders, and walked off towards the bathroom, the reptile's hand grabbing his ass.