LION3B.TXT - M/M, Masturbation/Oral - December 17, 1999 

Another tail of leonine beings  - Version 1.2, Different edit
by SwampRat - With help from Katt
(cl) 1999 Gay Furry Association


The day was hot, the road was dusty, and there I stood, kicking the tires of my
runabout, unsure what else to do. I was an 'Agriculturial Interface Agent' - an
underpaid, well-traveled idiot who knew how to make plants grow better. And
knew nothing of runabouts. So I sat on my two cases - clothes are not a
necessity but nice to have, a dictionary of the local lingo, along with
CleanPure tabs so no matter what is living in the water, one won't die IS a
must - and waited. I was beginning to think that maybe I was a touch
overdressed in as little as possible and still not get sun-burned, when I heard
something chugging up the roadway.

It was something alright - I am just not sure what. It used to be a truck -
which is to say it had a place to throw things and haul them someplace else,
and a place for someone to sit - barely. And that was when it was new. Now..
Well - It ran, which was more than Mine did. And it Did have a canvas top - 
which meant shade! I stood up in case whoever it was would take kindly to a
fellow traveller in distress, which they did. The rickety thing came to a stop
and when the dust settled a sexy lion-like male with gold eyes was staring at
me. It was easy to tell his gender - his fur was close-cropped, his body had a
distinctly male build, and he had a pinkish cock tossed over one leg. "Need a
lift?"

I think that was what he said. My mind was still in neutral, while my hormones
were making me sweat, go dry-mouthed, and pitching a tent in my pants. Somehow
the blood worked it's way back up my spine and into my brain. "Yes, please." I
managed to get out, nodding. If he noticed my drooling, lustful stare, he was
nice enough not to comment. I managed to stuff the two cases in someplace
between the crates and scramble into the 'cab' - where a rough, strong hand
grabbed my semi-bare leg. "Don't get many of your kind around here." I did the
same, noting how the muscles moved under my grip, unsure if this was the same
as shaking hands, or he just liked my leg. "Going to Far-Sky to help with the
planting." He nodded and started the monstrosity back in motion.. It was a good
thing he was holding onto me, or I would have been tossed out onto the road as
the machine gave a lurch and a grunt then started chugging forward.

Setting his legs apart, my host put his hands on the wheel and relaxed, but not
before flipping his dick Over. My. Hand. The sweat that was soaking my thin
shirt had Nothing to do with the day's heat any longer, wanting so badly to
turn my wrist and grab that beautiful piece of male-meat. But it just isn't
done. You don't say 'Hello. How are you? Nice day.. I want to suck your balls
dry.' It's just not polite.. So I settled for simmering in lust and making
small talk in grunts through clenched teeth. Then he pushed a button on the
dash, and lay back, tipping a hat over his head. "Bit of a ways to Far-Sky.
Might as well nap."

It also isn't polite to have a panic attack. 'Keep your eyes on the road! What
if something else comes down it? What if..' Back up. Around here, two ox-carts
going in the same direction would probably be considered heavy traffic, and He
sure didn't look worried. So I settled back with a quiet laugh myself. That
would have been fine except his dick was still over my hand, and I wanted it
more than ever. When you are horny you will do things that you wouldn't do on a
Dare. For a Fortune. Tax-free.. Turning an eye towards the slumbering feline I
carefully let my hand turn over. Had he so much as twitched, it would have
vanished into my lap. He did grunt, but that was it, and after an eternity I
had him! Gods, the muscle felt good in my palm - smooth, warm, the blood
pulsing in it.

My own heart kept pace as I dared a squeeze. Then a caress.. No growls, no
slaps, nothing that said 'Stop,' so I continued. Gently caressing it, I dared
touch his sac with a trembling finger.. It was as naked as his penis, which
surprised me - I expected fur. But the wrinkled skin I carefully curled fingers
around, lifted, felt over, more than made up for it. Rubbing it with my thumb,
my mouth got wet at the thought of having them on my tongue, pushing against
the inside of my cheeks.. But I wasn't ready to be That bold. With a soft sigh,
I let them go and concentrated on his dick. It was interesting in that it
didn't get bigger, just firmer. Not that it wasn't big enough already, mind,
but a few more inches of cock to caress would be nice.

Once I got started, I had to see if I could get him off without waking him. Now
it was a challenge. How hard dare I grip? How strong could I tug? I got it up
nice and firm and was merrily stroking away when I had a thought - I can't just
let him cum all over the place - even if he did sleep through the experience, I
didn't want to leave any clues that it wasn't all just an erotic dream. What to
do.. What to do.. Hmmm - Leaning over, still keeping an ear on the lion, 
I took the head in my mouth. Oh Gods, the warmth, the taste, the throbbing..
Now I really had to make myself stop and Just caress him. He was dusty, but
that was ok. There is nothing wrong with a little 'earthiness'. After a few
more soft strokes, I tasted the first signs I might be able to pull it - ok Him
- off.

Besides, he needed cleaning. So I took more of the feline penis in my mouth
until the head touched the back of my throat - And I swallowed on reflex. He
groaned and I about abandoned ship, hastily trying to explain Why I had smacked
the Back of my head on the Dash - But he settled down, both hand still behind
his head. Keeping one hand on his dick and the other on the floor, I sucked
very gently, caressing the lovely cock. I admit I sometimes closed my eyes and
forgot where I was, but luckily he was a heavy sleeper, so I got away with
sucking on the tip, rubbing it against my lower teeth. Looking up, I could see
hard nipples poking out from a strong chest - all four of them. And I really
wanted to caress them as well, but I also like my Head attached to my Shoulders
and what I was doing was hazardous enough!

Mmmmmmm.. I have no idea how long I got to hold that dick in my mouth before he
tensed and grunted started spraying his semen down my throat making me swallow
and suck on the throbbing rod, carefully stroking it from the downy fur that
ringed the fleshy pole to my lips, getting all I could. When he was finally
done, panting softly, still hard, I held him, thinking I wouldn't mind sleeping
like this.. And almost Did! Luckily, self-preservation kicked me in the butt
and I even more carefully let go of his maleness, letting it slide from my
mouth, then my fingers, giving it a pat, Sighing softly.. And none too soon.
With a groan and a stretch the male tilted the hat back.

My arms were folded, and my eyes were half-closed. "Almost there." he said in
that beautiful purring voice. Oh Gods - I was going to be hurting if the males
in the town were as hunky and sexy and... I tried re-arranging my pants without
being noticed, but they seemed to have shrunk and my nuts complained every time
I moved. The rest of the trip I rolled my tongue around my mouth, remembering
the flavor of him, and chatted about whatever he seemed to be interested in. I
just loved listening to him talk. And sneaking peaks at his semi-erect dick
that swayed around like a snake from it's thatch of gold-brown hair. When we
got to the fork, he stopped the contraption again with a clank and a cough.
"Far-Sky's just up the road.. You got a card on ya?" Surprised that he had
remembered I had such things, I gave one to him.

In return he leaned over and gave me a kiss! One of those melt in your arms,
lover-type kisses that make you forget everything but your lips and theirs. I
managed to get out without stumbling over my feet. 'What? Why?' He grinned as I
fetched my cases and stood beside the cab, looking at him.. "I wasn't asleep."
Oh Greater and Lesser Gods that like to laugh at fools like me.. "I knew when
you stood up and I saw your male-thing standing from your cloth you would be
fun to ride with.. I just wasn't sure how Much fun." And of course, I had to
lick my lips at that moment. Not bad enough that I want to crawl under a rock,
no - my body has to betray me as well. "Maybe I will come by someday and see if
you want to work on my fields." My eyes went straight to his firm male butt, my
dick tried it's best to tear a hole in my shorts and I was a drooling idiot all
over again. With a final grin, And a flip of his dick back over a leg, the
male-whose-name-I-never-got got his machine moving again, leaving me red-faced,
and very intrigued.

The End - For Now