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Still, he would need reminding from time to time. He was a slave.
Where Tryl was too hard, too rigid, Yai was too trusting, too easily hurt.
They would balance each other out.
Yai angled a shoulder toward his face, meaning to wipe the water
off. Tryl beat him to it, his rough tongue cleaning the salty tracks from his
puffy, hairless cheeks.
What else were you thinking about? Tryl wondered, settling Yai
more comfortably in his lap. Both he and Yai were still hard, though not
quite painfully so.
Was thinking, Yai yawned widely, nestling a little more closely
into the crook of Tryl s arm. Was thinking I like your fur, and I remem-
ber Karl s cock, and um, I like when you purr, he yawned again, rubbing
the edge of his hand against one eye.
Karl s cock? Tryl locked eyes with Mank, who had a brow lifted
in curiosity. Did you& have much interaction with Karl s cock? Tryl
asked, breaking eye contact with Mank to look down at Yai again.
Another jaw cracking yawn, and Yai rubbed his face on the fur
tufting out from the vee of Tryl s tunic. Um, just, y know, we jacked off
together and I looked at his sometimes. Don t remember his face, just his
dick, Yai mumbled. Think he had darker hair than me and green eyes.
His dick was bigger, only a little.
Jacked off? Dick? Tryl glanced at Mank who shrugged.
Means, a yawn, means masturbate. And cock. Dick means
cock, Yai supplied, more asleep than awake.
I m going to fuck you later, little slave, Tryl gritted.
Kay, Yai agreed with a soft snore.
Another quick glance told him that Mank was wrestling a smile
though he seemed to be winning.
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It had been such a long day. Yai didn t know how much time had
passed while he slept during the lengthy ride. His rear end was sore and
Mank made him very uncomfortable. Even more so now that the other cat
man had watched him get a spanking.
Mank had watched Tryl pull down his pants, spank his ass like a
badly behaved child, and to make matters worse, Yai had cried like a
baby, too. Even worse than that, though, had been & Yai had to shift
against the cushions. Just considering it made him uncomfortably hard
embarrassed, but hard all the same.
Mank had seen Yai get hard. Had seen Tryl put his finger in his
hole.
Are you in pain, slave? Mank s smooth voice came from behind
him, still in the seat across the way.
No, Yai murmured, rolling to sit up, not looking at the other man.
He was a little shorter than Tryl, maybe bulkier; it was hard to tell.
His fur was a bit fluffier, or maybe it was just not as black.
You are ill? Hungry?
Um, I m okay. Where s Tryl? he did his best to avoid looking at
the other man. A soft tap on his cheek brought his eyes up to meet Mank s.
Ah, good. I feared you were unwell.
He was smirking, Yai was sure of it. He felt the despised blush
staining his neck, his face. Definitely smirking. Doubtless that asshole
was thinking about his asshole.
Yai was sure his head would burst into flames when the door
opened and Tryl entered the small space. He sat down and pulled Yai over
to straddle his lap.
Mank, go assist Stft please. We have been offered accommoda-
tion here.
Tryl leaned forward and nipped at Yai s lips, lathing the small hurt
with his sandy tongue, resting his lips against Yai s.
He makes you uncomfortable, doesn t he? Tryl asked when
Mank left the vehicle.
Yeah, Yai breathed against Tryl s lips, his face still warm, just
thinking about it.
It s because he saw you being disciplined, isn t it? Tryl pressed.
And, and, then he saw you um& you know, touching me back
there, Yai stammered. Tryl knew him inside and out. He d made it clear
that he owned his mind as much as his body. Yai didn t know why he was
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nervous about speaking his fears to Tryl.
He only saw what I allowed him to see, Tryl rumbled. And that
wasn t very much. He has been without a slave for more than two years
now.
Yai didn t know what difference that made, but he felt a little
better so he relaxed against Tryl and mumbled, That s um, too bad for
him.
He has, ah, abstained for quite some time, Tryl went on, leaning
forward again to dip his tongue into Yai s mouth.
Oh, Yai sighed, touching Tryl s foraging tongue with his own.
Who do you think is the more dominant? Mank or Stft? Tryl
asked, taking another taste between Yai s lips.
Well, Yai wasn t going to take a chance on not answering
another direct question. Um, they re both the strong, silent types, but Stft
doesn t take any crap off of anybody. He s pretty tough.
I think Mank will come out on top, in more ways than one
tonight. Shall we go see? Tryl countered.
See? Yai was confused now. On& Top? Oh! On top! he went
along easily as Tryl put him on his feet and led him out of the conveyance.
We re going to watch& well, watch Stft and Mank& . He let the
sentence trail off, not really able to get his mind around what Tryl was
suggesting.
Though they entered the den quietly, Yai supposed it wouldn t
have mattered how much noise they made. The two cat men appeared to
be fighting, Yai thought, but no.
Tryl stood behind him now, his hand dipping into Yai s pants,
cupping his half hard genitals. Yai began to harden more feeling the girth
of Tryl s excitement pressed against his rear.
Standing in the darkened doorway, Tryl s hand stroked his cock as
the other cupped his balls, together watching the two in the room beyond.
Suck it, was that Mank s smooth voice, an edge to it now?
Make it wet, Stft, that s all the lubrication you will get from me.
That was Mank! A warning growl low in his throat and Stft sunk
to his knees, his long tunic all but shredded as he shrugged out of it, a
loincloth his only covering now. Mank s flowing tunic draped open, cock
proudly erect and full as it disappeared into Stft s mouth, reappearing
shiny and wet seconds later.
Again, Mank hissed. There it went, slick with saliva, as Stft
sucked it down again.
Then Stft stood, turning his back to Mank, stepping out of his
loincloth and then bending at the waist to brace himself on a wide shelf.
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Mank sucked two fingers into his mouth, pulling them out glistening as
he parted Stft s cheeks with his thumb and index finger.
Yai looked on as those dripping fingers plunged between the dark
and rounded mounds and deep into Tryl s driver s nether hole. And now
he felt an oily finger enter him from behind. Tryl s easy grip fondled his
cock as the two men watched their counterparts through the door.
Mank stretched Stft with his fingers briefly, and then replaced
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Still, he would need reminding from time to time. He was a slave.
Where Tryl was too hard, too rigid, Yai was too trusting, too easily hurt.
They would balance each other out.
Yai angled a shoulder toward his face, meaning to wipe the water
off. Tryl beat him to it, his rough tongue cleaning the salty tracks from his
puffy, hairless cheeks.
What else were you thinking about? Tryl wondered, settling Yai
more comfortably in his lap. Both he and Yai were still hard, though not
quite painfully so.
Was thinking, Yai yawned widely, nestling a little more closely
into the crook of Tryl s arm. Was thinking I like your fur, and I remem-
ber Karl s cock, and um, I like when you purr, he yawned again, rubbing
the edge of his hand against one eye.
Karl s cock? Tryl locked eyes with Mank, who had a brow lifted
in curiosity. Did you& have much interaction with Karl s cock? Tryl
asked, breaking eye contact with Mank to look down at Yai again.
Another jaw cracking yawn, and Yai rubbed his face on the fur
tufting out from the vee of Tryl s tunic. Um, just, y know, we jacked off
together and I looked at his sometimes. Don t remember his face, just his
dick, Yai mumbled. Think he had darker hair than me and green eyes.
His dick was bigger, only a little.
Jacked off? Dick? Tryl glanced at Mank who shrugged.
Means, a yawn, means masturbate. And cock. Dick means
cock, Yai supplied, more asleep than awake.
I m going to fuck you later, little slave, Tryl gritted.
Kay, Yai agreed with a soft snore.
Another quick glance told him that Mank was wrestling a smile
though he seemed to be winning.
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Cat Toy
It had been such a long day. Yai didn t know how much time had
passed while he slept during the lengthy ride. His rear end was sore and
Mank made him very uncomfortable. Even more so now that the other cat
man had watched him get a spanking.
Mank had watched Tryl pull down his pants, spank his ass like a
badly behaved child, and to make matters worse, Yai had cried like a
baby, too. Even worse than that, though, had been & Yai had to shift
against the cushions. Just considering it made him uncomfortably hard
embarrassed, but hard all the same.
Mank had seen Yai get hard. Had seen Tryl put his finger in his
hole.
Are you in pain, slave? Mank s smooth voice came from behind
him, still in the seat across the way.
No, Yai murmured, rolling to sit up, not looking at the other man.
He was a little shorter than Tryl, maybe bulkier; it was hard to tell.
His fur was a bit fluffier, or maybe it was just not as black.
You are ill? Hungry?
Um, I m okay. Where s Tryl? he did his best to avoid looking at
the other man. A soft tap on his cheek brought his eyes up to meet Mank s.
Ah, good. I feared you were unwell.
He was smirking, Yai was sure of it. He felt the despised blush
staining his neck, his face. Definitely smirking. Doubtless that asshole
was thinking about his asshole.
Yai was sure his head would burst into flames when the door
opened and Tryl entered the small space. He sat down and pulled Yai over
to straddle his lap.
Mank, go assist Stft please. We have been offered accommoda-
tion here.
Tryl leaned forward and nipped at Yai s lips, lathing the small hurt
with his sandy tongue, resting his lips against Yai s.
He makes you uncomfortable, doesn t he? Tryl asked when
Mank left the vehicle.
Yeah, Yai breathed against Tryl s lips, his face still warm, just
thinking about it.
It s because he saw you being disciplined, isn t it? Tryl pressed.
And, and, then he saw you um& you know, touching me back
there, Yai stammered. Tryl knew him inside and out. He d made it clear
that he owned his mind as much as his body. Yai didn t know why he was
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Cat Toy
nervous about speaking his fears to Tryl.
He only saw what I allowed him to see, Tryl rumbled. And that
wasn t very much. He has been without a slave for more than two years
now.
Yai didn t know what difference that made, but he felt a little
better so he relaxed against Tryl and mumbled, That s um, too bad for
him.
He has, ah, abstained for quite some time, Tryl went on, leaning
forward again to dip his tongue into Yai s mouth.
Oh, Yai sighed, touching Tryl s foraging tongue with his own.
Who do you think is the more dominant? Mank or Stft? Tryl
asked, taking another taste between Yai s lips.
Well, Yai wasn t going to take a chance on not answering
another direct question. Um, they re both the strong, silent types, but Stft
doesn t take any crap off of anybody. He s pretty tough.
I think Mank will come out on top, in more ways than one
tonight. Shall we go see? Tryl countered.
See? Yai was confused now. On& Top? Oh! On top! he went
along easily as Tryl put him on his feet and led him out of the conveyance.
We re going to watch& well, watch Stft and Mank& . He let the
sentence trail off, not really able to get his mind around what Tryl was
suggesting.
Though they entered the den quietly, Yai supposed it wouldn t
have mattered how much noise they made. The two cat men appeared to
be fighting, Yai thought, but no.
Tryl stood behind him now, his hand dipping into Yai s pants,
cupping his half hard genitals. Yai began to harden more feeling the girth
of Tryl s excitement pressed against his rear.
Standing in the darkened doorway, Tryl s hand stroked his cock as
the other cupped his balls, together watching the two in the room beyond.
Suck it, was that Mank s smooth voice, an edge to it now?
Make it wet, Stft, that s all the lubrication you will get from me.
That was Mank! A warning growl low in his throat and Stft sunk
to his knees, his long tunic all but shredded as he shrugged out of it, a
loincloth his only covering now. Mank s flowing tunic draped open, cock
proudly erect and full as it disappeared into Stft s mouth, reappearing
shiny and wet seconds later.
Again, Mank hissed. There it went, slick with saliva, as Stft
sucked it down again.
Then Stft stood, turning his back to Mank, stepping out of his
loincloth and then bending at the waist to brace himself on a wide shelf.
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Cat Toy
Mank sucked two fingers into his mouth, pulling them out glistening as
he parted Stft s cheeks with his thumb and index finger.
Yai looked on as those dripping fingers plunged between the dark
and rounded mounds and deep into Tryl s driver s nether hole. And now
he felt an oily finger enter him from behind. Tryl s easy grip fondled his
cock as the two men watched their counterparts through the door.
Mank stretched Stft with his fingers briefly, and then replaced
them with the head of his wet cock. Stft grunted as Mank entered him, and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]