As Fennec and Bane broke their kiss Fennec looked bane in the eye. “Sit! Stay!”, he ordered in a playful manner as he eased off the couch. Bane barked and lay back on the couch submissively exposing his belly.
A Fennec rummaged around in the small kitchen area while Bane watched Onca on the television.
Bane had to admit the panther boy was going for it. He was teasing the bar patrons with his long cat tail, tickling their chests and faces. Judging by the spreading erections around the bar, it was working.
Fennec returned with a roll of paper towels and a small bowl of water. After setting his finds on the floor next to the couch, Fennec all but leapt out of his thong. “Strip wolf boy! We have to keep our thongs clean!” Bane eagerly complied as a lewd grin crept across his face, his discarded thong landed on top of Fennec’s on the floor.
“You and I are going to have some serious fun, and the customers will be putty in our paws.” As Fennec laid down on Bane’s prone body their rock hard cocks touched for the first time without fabric between them, The sensation was electric causing both boys to emit lewd moans, buck and cum on each other.
Fennec smeared his hand with their mixed cum, and brought it to their faces. He smeared Bane’s nose and lips, followed quickly by his own. The scent cocktail turned both boys into rutting beasts with no thoughts other than breeding, and breed they did for several minutes, their bodies grinding together, their cocks spewing in orgasm. It was the most powerful thing either of them had ever experienced.
Fennec forced himself to pull away from the couch and stand up. As he had planned his body was dripping with their mixed cum. He rubbed it into his bronze skin all over his body, then used a damp towel to banish any puddles or excess stickiness. Bane watched his friend fascinated as he continued to cum and stroke his own cock. Fennec quickly slipped back into his thong and pulled the masturbating Bane off the soiled couch.
“Good boy, but that’s enough!” Fennec removed Bane’s hand from his cock, and then proceeded to massage the mixed cum into his friend’s naked skin and fur. This treatment made Bane moan in ecstasy. Even Bane’s shoulder length mane didn’t escape Fennec’s ministrations. In the end both boys looked like their bronze skin had been oiled, and smelled like pure sex.
As Banes mind slowly returned. He became very conscious of his overpowering scent. It was wonderful, and if anything only intensified the afterglow.
“Quick! Get your thong on! Ozzy will call you any second!”
Bane complied with his friend’s demand, his body seemingly moving on autopilot as the clean thong came to trap his very dirty and still rock hard erection. Bane could only marvel at the magics of the place. Within mere minutes he was ready to go again, his mind rapidly clearing from the orgasmic haze.
“And now it’s time for the leader of the pack! Club Mirah’s rookie sensation! Give a loud howl for Bane!”
Bane was sprinting down the hall before the announcement was even finished, a look of total concentration on his face. The throbbing of Fennec’s swat on the ass slowly faded as Bane howled and leapt on the pole….