Aston was definitely sore, both in the evening and the day after his adventure with the kangaroo, but it wasn’t quite as bad as he thought it might be. He pushed through the next day at school, shifting in his seat to try and work that sting around, but by the time soccer practice rolled around, the strain was mostly gone. He still felt it a few times when he had to make a sudden turn or an extra hard kick, but it was nothing a small wince and grit of his teeth couldn’t make fade away shortly after. 

When he got home and hopped in the shower, he was quick to send a few fingers down to explore his rim. Those digits traced over that puffy ring and sent a few small jolts as they pushed and prodded around the edge, giving a few careful rubs to inspect the damage. The feline could feel the slight swelling clear as day, but he didn’t want to make it any worse, so he pulled his digits away and just left it alone. After another day of healing he was just about back to normal, even making easy work of Alex’s fingers as they dove in and rubbed at his prostate, getting him off for a third time in their after-school session.

He thought about telling her what he’d been up to, especially when she made a comment about how easy he was to get inside of. Aston did feel bad about keeping secrets from her, seeing as she was his girlfriend, but Alex wasn’t all too open about what she did without Aston either. He’d never asked, but she never came right out and said anything. So, as long as they enjoyed each other in the moment, and they both had fun both sleeping with and texting one another during the day, that was a good enough relationship for the two of them… or so Aston figured. Especially now that those photos she’d taken of Aston were swarming around the dark web, with the feline getting a few more random messages from people because of them. She was now implicated whether she wanted to be or not.

Aston thought hard about it, but decided not to bring Alex along when he went to the camera store. He just wasn’t ready to tell her yet, and she seemed fine not knowing, so… he’d have to go it alone. He’d done his research though, which was a good start. He knew his price range on a few camera models, what features he wanted, and he was ready with a few stories and defenses if the shop owner needed them. Luckily for him, the bored badger didn’t seem to mind that a young teenage boy was in his store wanting to buy over a thousand dollars in camera gear with cash he happened to have. He was happy to sell Aston whatever he wanted, and as the feline walked out of the store with a tripod, an extra lens, a lighting ring, and a hefty and expensive camera bag, he couldn’t wait to get home to try it.

It turned out to be more complicated than he thought to set it all up though, and he missed his chance to stream using it the next day because he was still figuring out the software to get it running. Still, he brought it out to show everyone, and as he bounced on his dildo for the onlooking fans, he had the camera recording some alternate angle video he was going to post on his Kinkykub page for a little cross promotion. Though by mistake Aston had set all the camera settings to manual, and it had done a bad job with the lighting and all that, so the video wasn’t great… but he did post it, getting a surprising amount of camera help and comments on it, almost more than the creepy and horny messages he usually got.

He was eager to try it again once he had everything working, but before he could find the time, Rex was happy to shift his plans quite a bit. He’d approached the feline while they were in the hallway at school, and the look on his face signaled trouble from the moment the feline saw it. A mix of excitement and mischievousness, with just a sprinkling of nerves, left Aston’s fur standing up as the kitsune stopped by his locker and said, “Hey Aston, I’ve got a pretty big thing coming up, and the person I was going to go with can’t make it anymore. How surprising would it be to your parents if you asked to go on a sudden, extended weekend trip?”

Aston paused in changing out his books and folders for the next class, never quite hearing Rex ask him something like that before. The feline held steady for a moment, and then he slowly turned toward him and said, “What kind of thing?”

“Um… it’s…” Rex began, looking a bit nervous as he twitched his ears and scanned the area to see if anyone was listening in. “I’ll give you more details later. It’s about your hobby, by the way.”

Aston’s ears perked up at the mention, before cocking his head to the side and taking a small breath. “My hobby, huh?”

“Yeah,” Rex replied with a nod. “A little… convention I’m involved with. But again, how would your parents react to letting you go on a sudden trip? Would it be totally out of the question, or will they be okay with a little support? Walter is great at at persuasive conversation! He’s able to sway anyone's opinion!"

“Well,” Aston started after a brief pause to think. “I can’t say I’ve ever done something like that before. I dunno. They let me stay at home alone since I was ten though, without the neighbor even checking in. I guess they would let me go to a convention, but…”

“That’s great!” Rex said with an excited smile. “I can work with that. I mean, Walter can work with that. If you do actually want to go, that is. Don’t let me force you if you don’t. It’ll be… an experience! You’ll meet a lot of people.”

“What kind of thing is it?” Aston asked pretty loud, causing Rex to scrunch up and look around again, before replying a bit quieter.

“Officially, it’s the Toy and Game Expo. Not huge, but it has a bunch of board games, video games, toys, sports equipment… everything cubs might be interested in. Has a decent showing every year.”

“And unofficially?” Aston asked, now staring at Rex enough to make his ears twitch.

The kitsune seemed like he was going to answer, even opening up his muzzle, but at the last moment he thought better of it. He closed it for a split second, before opening again and saying, “I’ll text you the details. Gotta run!” With that the fox was off and running, brushing past Aston on the way to his next class, leaving the feline standing alone and a bit confused.

Aston eventually received his answer when Rex sent him a link to download a chat application. He had heard of this app before, known for its extra privacy features, but he never took the time to install it. After Rex's persistent nudging, Aston finally decided to download the app on his phone, set up an account, and shared his username with Rex. Moments later, Rex sent a test message, and once Aston replied, he got the information he was looking for.

–Alright, sorry for the secrecy, but this is pretty serious. The Toy and Game Expo is a front for Cubcon. Ever heard of it?--

–Yeah, I have,-- Aston typed back. –Always thought it was a joke though. Like one of those fantasy things people make up to get their kinky desires out. A dream more than anything real.--

–Oh, it’s real! And I have a decent stake in it. Not to mention, I’ll be there representing Boyzclub Streaming as well, as well as some other business things you don’t have to worry about. So yeah, if you want to go and see what the deal is, I’m sure lots of guys would love to see you in person. All expenses paid of course - you don’t have to worry about flight, hotel, food, admission, none of that. I only ask that you do me one favor though.--

–And what is that?--

–Boyzclub has a fundraising event the first day, and I want you to be there as one of the servers. Nothing too crazy. Gotta dress up all nice and skimpy, tease a few older guys, bring them drinks and food. They’re not expecting five-star service, just some cute boy butt to stare at and grope… maybe more. You’re free to keep any and all tips you make! And after that, you’re free to do whatever you want. Meet whoever you want, have sex wherever you want… You won’t be bored, trust me!---

Aston had to stop and pause on his walk home as he read that, feeling a tingle rush down his chest as his tail gave a bit of a sway behind him. It sounded… interesting. He never imagined Cubcon was a real thing, but this was his chance to meet with plenty of other people - plenty of rich people from the sound of it! He didn't need the money, as he still had enough to buy at least two more cameras and other stuff if he wanted, but the attention alone had his body shivering at the thought.

–What sorts of other stuff goes on at Cubcon? I’ve heard stories and seen some pics, but I don’t know what’s real or not.--

–Sex! Lots of sex! Also, just cubs hanging out with older men, sometimes a lady or two as well. A good chance to network and socialize with your fellow stars. You’ll be far from the only streamer there. Anything you’ve wanted to try or do you can probably make happen there. Someone will be happy to help. Maybe you’ll even get a chance to get out and explore the city as well. That can be fun too. And maybe you can even make it over to the Toy and Game convention!--

Aston took another breath as he got to his house and made his way up to his room, before jumping on his bed and letting out a sigh to think about it. It was definitely sudden, and he’d need some more details before he could bring it to his parents, but with a confident grin on his face, he typed back, –Sure, I’ll give it a shot.--

–

Details came soon after that, and that night at Dinner, Aston brought it up to his Mom and Dad. He told them how his friend had gotten a sudden spot to go, gave them the details on where it was and how long he’d be gone, and that they didn’t need to do anything - Rex would drive him to and from the airport. Aston said he’d text them daily if they wanted an update, and they could talk to Walter, who will be there, if they wanted more info. They seemed a little hesitant as it all came out of nowhere, especially for a trip this coming weekend, but with Aston’s insistence, they seemed to relent, although his Mom did want to talk to Walter at least. Aston gave her his phone number, and after a quick talk following Dinner, Aston was given the green light to go.

He had no idea what to pack, although Rex had told him to keep it simple. Most things he needed he could get there, so his dildo and the long-unused skirt and top he’d just recently found in his closet were pushed back to where they came. Aston kept up appearances, packing just a few normal sets of clothes and stuff, before that day finally came. He’d given the school the proper paperwork, told his soccer coach he wouldn’t be there for the game that weekend, and kissed both his Mom and Dad goodbye before rushing off into Rex’s limo to head to the airport.

Aston had never flown on a plane before. For every family vacation, his parents had always driven to their destinations. Airports, however, didn’t seem appealing. So much waiting and boredom. While Rex wasn’t wealthy enough for a private jet, he still enjoyed flying first class, which was a nice perk for both the boys. Once they could finally board the plane, Aston settled comfortably into the spacious seat, and he kept his gaze fixed out the window during takeoff, in-flight, and landing, captivated by the breathtaking views. Although the flight wasn’t very long, leaving little time for dinner and snacks, it was still an adventure in it’s own right. Once they arrived and retrieved their luggage, Aston was set free in a brand-new city.

Walter took the pair for a drive through downtown first, passing several landmarks along the way. Rex told Aston to take a few pictures with his phone, so that he would have them if he needed them later. Aston did his best to get some that weren’t blurry, and after a few more slow drive-bys, he had enough to share with his parents and Alex, as well as some friends who asked about his trip. With that out of the way, Walter continued on to the official convention center, before ushering the two boys in a back entrance with the flash of their credentials.

It was the night before the convention was supposed to kick off, but most things were already set up on the floor. Not everything was completely up and running though, like the huge multiplayer VR setup, which was a little disappointing. However, as Walter went to attend to a few matters, Aston was still able to try on the headset, and Rex took a picture of Aston on the circular treadmill, proving he was there as the feline pretended to play. There was something soccer-related that was up and running, with the booth operator seeming nice and friendly to the two boys as the donkey gave them a shot to try it out. It was like one of those fake golf screens where you hit the ball and it projects your shot, but for penalty kicks in soccer. Aston totally beat Rex in a landslide, although the feline was far from perfect as well. Nevertheless, more video and pictures were taken of him in action for further proof.

A long walk around the convention center left Aston wanting to come back tomorrow, with all sorts of things looking really fun to try. Off-roading go-karts were available for testing out back on a quickly designed course, with Aston getting a picture simply sitting in one of them before they were chased off. There were tons of board games, which Aston wasn’t a huge fan of, but still got a picture in front of a huge wall of them. The latest and greatest video game systems were on display, along with some cool superhero and retro items, and the LEGO selection was impressive too. Lots of pictures were taken before Walter came back and found them, ushering them out and into their room at the attached hotel. One of the suites on the top floor reminded Aston of Rex’s home, with each boy enjoying a large bed, while Walter opted for a small room of his own. 

“Come on, Aston,” Rex said as they got settled in, breaking out a fancy-looking camera before laying it on the dresser across from the beds. “I don’t want to wear you out too much, so best save the actual intense stuff for the next few days, but let’s at least say Hi to some fans, okay?”

Aston gave a roll over onto his side, before pushing himself away from his phone. He looked over at the kitsune and nodded as he slid off his bed, then hopped onto the other one, leaving the two boys sitting next to each other in front of the camera. “I’m sure you wouldn’t wear me out,” Aston teased into the allegedly recording camera.

That got a chuckle from Rex as he responded with, “Confident as always, huh? Just wait until Sunday, you’ll thank me.”

“Have you seen the stuff I’ve been doing lately?” Aston asked, knowing that Rex seemed to keep a watch on him. “I’ve got this.”

Rex just shot back a hearty chuckle as he turned from Aston to the camera, before wrapping an arm around the feline’s shoulder and saying, “Well, with all that out of the way, how’s it going, everyone? Rex and Aston here, getting ready for the biggest event of the year! If you are going to be at Cubcon, leave a comment down below, and we’ll try and say hi to everyone we can. I know I’ll be running around a good bit, but I’ll try and stop in at the Boyzclub booth on occasion, maybe even get a stream or two in while I’m there. Who knows, maybe Aston will join me?”

Rex looked over to Aston, who just gave off a slow shrug and nod, trying to look casual and confident. “Yeah, maybe!”

“Aston will definitely be at the fundraiser as one of the servers!” Rex shot out soon after. “So, if you’re on the big donor list, be prepared to see some more feline butt! Other than that, what are your plans, Aston?”

That put Aston on the spot as the feline gave off a small squirm, shrugging again as he said, “Well, I dunno really. It’s my first time here. I guess I’ll find some trouble to get into, especially if the stories are true.”

“Oh, I assure you,” Rex added with a grin and nod, “the stories are all true! You heard him! If you see the cat, drag him away somewhere and do what you want to him. Free use all weekend!”

Aston gasped and mewed at that, with Rex chuckling shortly after, patting the feline’s thigh to get him to relax. “But, for now, we’re gonna get ready for opening day tomorrow. See you all there!” With those words out of his muzzle, Rex shot out a growl and turned to pounce on Aston, slamming his chest against the feline’s own, and pushing him onto the bed behind him. Aston squirmed and kicked out as his feet flew up into the air, before naturally wrapping around Rex’s hips to squeeze him in a bit more. Rex pressed his muzzle to Aston’s, shooting off a quick kiss, as Aston tried to keep up and kiss back. 

Aston figured they were going to film something right there and then - perhaps something quick and dirty to get warmed up for the convention. Aston was certainly ready, feeling his own erection pushing back against Rex’s as they ground together. But, after a moment of kissing, with the fox even adding a few pretend humps into the feline’s rear end, Rex pulled away with a small breath and wiggle, leaving Aston still on his back and a bit confused once again.

“Walter will edit that last part out into a fade to make it look like we had sex,” Rex teased, pushing himself back up onto his feet, and walking over to turn off the camera.

“You mean, we’re not?” Aston shot back, a little more disappointed than he expected, adding in a sad mew to really drive it home in a teasing, yet somewhat serious fashion.

“You’ll thank me Sunday,” Rex teased again, letting out a groan himself as he adjusted his pants and walked out of the room with the camera. Aston could hear the knock on Walter’s door, and he sat up to watch the kitsune hand it off when the door was opened. As the kitsune came back, he gave a knowing nod at Aston before chuckling and saying, “Plus, I need you slutty and needy for the brunch fundraiser tomorrow. Really need to get as much money as I can out of those big donors… and get you some tips as well.”

“You gonna tell me more about this thing you signed me up for?” Aston asked with a soft flick to his ears and tail.

“Nope!” Rex teased with a grin as the fox stripped naked. Rex made sure to shake his butt to tease the poor feline, as well as show off his still half-hard cock with a few sways as well. “You’ll figure it out.” With a few quick steps, the kitsune walked over to the light switch, flipping it off and adding, “Now, good night! You’ll need your energy for tomorrow morning, so sleep well!”

Aston grumbled at that, flicking his tail in an annoyed manner, but as Rex shooed him off his bed and back onto his own, Aston gave up the fight and went to settle in. He was craving to at least paw off after their quick little session, but in the end he decided to leave it until tomorrow, feeling a little awkward pawing while Rex was already asleep.

—

Waking up nice and early the next morning gave both boys enough time to get ready. Cleaned, showered, and fur trimmed - they both looked their best, with Rex and Aston sneaking in a few naked and making-out pictures to quickly upload to their profiles. They strolled out of that hotel with Walter, who ushered them toward the fancy rented car, before they began the journey to the REAL reason they were here.

Cubcon itself wasn’t held at the convention center, and not even near the center of town. It was about a half an hour drive out to the old industrial section of town, a place with plenty of warehouses and brick buildings, leaving Aston twitching nervously in the back seat as he watched all of them roll on by. “From the pictures I saw,” Aston started with a flick to his tail, “I thought Cubcon was going to be somewhere a bit… fancier than some warehouse.”

Rex chuckled at that, giving Aston a supporting smile as he shot back, “Well, we can’t exactly hold it in the Ritz hotel, now can we? But don’t worry, the outside might look a little dingy, but we usually have a pretty nice interior set up. A main hall to mingle, a dealer’s area for various things, a bunch of private rooms for all sorts of activities, panels and discussion rooms… enough to keep everyone happy.”

“I guess I’ll find out soon…” Aston said with a deep breath as his eyes continued to gaze out that window. He really didn’t have to wait long. The car pulled into and parked inside one of the nearby warehouses, getting a reserved spot near the entrance, before the boys hopped out and followed Walter the block or two he took them. On the way there was a sudden squawk and screech from one of the passing cars, and when the boys turned to look, an eagle was hanging his head out the window, waving a wing at the boys. “Rex! So happy to see you! Big fan!”

Rex, being unfazed by the shout across the street, simply waved back with a smile and said, “Thanks! I’ll see you inside!” before the bird drove off toward the parking building that the boys were walking away from.

“Do you know him?” Aston asked as they crossed the street, following Walter’s firm guidance.

“Nope!” Rex continued with a chuckle. “But I have a feeling I will by Sunday,” as he nudges Aston’s side with a wink. 

“It really is like that, huh?” Aston continued, looking up at the large warehouse building they were headed toward.

“Yup! Told ya,” Rex teased, before Aston just kept quiet and kept his eyes peeled as they entered the building. The exterior was worn and shabby, and some of that wear showed inside, where the ceiling appeared rusty and featured large, exposed trusses. However, the walls were well-finished up to the ceiling and looked almost brand new. Artistic touches were scattered about, particularly in the entrance, where potted plants and tasteful artwork of local historic buildings were illuminated by recessed lighting. As the boys approached the counter and provided their names, the place felt almost ordinary. Rex received his badge first; it had a shiny gold border that marked him as a supporter, showcasing his photo on the front, while the text on the back was something Aston couldn’t read in time. Aston’s badge, although more understated, still prominently displayed the large Cubcon lettering instead of an image and complete profile.

“Sorry about the badge,” Rex said as he clipped his onto his shirt, with Aston doing much the same. “I really wanted to get you the full one, but we didn’t have time to get it printed. Next year!”

“Yeah,” Aston teased with a slow nod. “Next year,” he echoed, looking down at his own hunk of plastic now hanging from his shirt hem.

“But, for now,” Rex started up once again with an excited surge in his voice, “We need to get you something to wear for the fundraiser!”

“Get me something?” Aston echoed as he looked toward the curtain that hid the rest of the con from the entrance. With a step forward, that large Doberman continued to lead the boys on, pushing past the curtain and holding it open for the two of them. As they followed, the big room beyond came into view, forcing the feline to shoot off a small mew. There were already dozens, if not hundreds of people, all mingling around in the beanbag chairs, tables, benches, chairs, sofas… everything you could imagine to sit on and rest over. Most were adults, and most were still clothed, usually gathered in small groups around someone a lot younger. But, a few of the groups couldn’t wait any longer, and at least a couple of the participants were already naked, either fully or partially. Some were even in the throes of sex, making no effort to hide it, with crowds gathering around the action to cheer them on.

“This is the main area,” Rex said with a casual flick of his tail. “A lot happens here - you’ve probably seen some pictures and videos and stuff of previous years, though you’re technically not supposed to have cameras out here. But, you know how keeping order at an already illegal convention can be, I’m sure.”

“I… I can imagine,” Aston said with a small nod, while his eyes were glued to one female teenage squirrel that was pushed up against the back of a sofa. A big bear held her steady, pinned in place, while a few other onlookers stood around. Some held their cocks in their paws, but others just had their paws in their pockets while watching. The big bear grunted quite loud with each smack of his groin and belly against that squirrel’s rear end, making that big and fluffy tail bounce with each hit, making no effort to hide what was truly going on.

“Yeah, if you get bored, this is the place to go,” Rex teased. Aston still had his eyes on the squirrel group as the three of them moved through the open room, with another person or two saying hello to Rex as they went. With his eyes finally pulling away from the squirrel and bear, he noticed a few people staring at him as well, some with that knowing glance that might have recognized him, and some just interested in the fresh meat that was walking through the floor. Yet, no one said anything specific to him, at least not yet, as Rex continued to get a few hellos and fist bumps along the way. “But, where we’re headed is the dealer’s room,” the Kitsune spoke out, after saying hello to another fox cub, already getting felt up by an older zebra.

A quick dart around a buck drilling into a young monkey girl, and the trio made it to a gap in the wall, with a sign pointing them to the dealer’s room. “Let’s see…” Rex teased as the rows of stalls stretched from left to right the moment they entered, with everything from pillowcases, to posters, to walls of DVD boxes staring back at them. Then, of course, there was the kinky leather gear, to which Rex made a beeline for, as he weaved through a few groping paws on the way. Walter gave each person who groped Rex quite the intense stare, but it seemed like Aston was free game, soon getting the majority of attention as paws came from out of nowhere to grope at his chest, groin, and ass, making him mew and whip his tail as each one seemed more eager than the last.

“Friendly group,” Aston teased, catching up to Rex as the kitsune dug through a rack of harnesses, looking for just the right one. After a moment of thought, he pulled out a black leather chest harness with green highlights along the edges, having bright silvery hardware that made it really shine in the lighting. “I think you’d look good in one of these,” Rex said, pushing the harness into Aston’s paws and making him mew again, before Rex shot off to another rack, digging through the jockstraps, and pulling out a small yet matching black-and-green lined garment. “There we go - perfect for your sporty body, don’t ya think? You could probably go with the girly look too if you wanted to, but… I think sporty is better.”

Aston looked down at the harness in his paws, then over at the jock strap the kitsune was holding, before shrugging and saying, “I guess. Do I get to try them on?”

“Of course you do!” Rex said with a chuckle. “Now strip!”

“R…right here?” Aston asked, looking around to see a few eyes already staring at him… or possibly Rex still… but also possibly him.

“Right here!” Rex responded with a smirk. “You’ve seen just how friendly everyone is. I think they’d enjoy the show.” Rex paused for a moment as Aston flattened his ears and let out a soft mew under his breath, taking a quick look around to see a crowd already stopping and forming, with the stall owner also coming over to look. “What? Getting shy all of a sudden, Playboy?” Rex teased, crossing his arms over his chest. “You of all people? The one who enjoys getting fucked by countless older guys that you don’t even ask the name of?”

Aston growled back at that as he wasn’t sure whether to be angry, embarrassed, or turned on by the teasing Rex was giving him. But one thing was for sure, Aston never turned down a challenge. So, finding a little bravery, the feline handed off the harness back to Rex and then peeled off his T-shirt with ease, flicking his ears up and shaking his head fur back into place as he balled up the shirt and tossed it over to Rex to catch. He got a little cheer for that and a few whistles from behind, and that was all it took to send Aston into show-off mode. 

With a kick out to his hip, he sent his paws to work on the button to his cargo shorts, popping it open and peeling the zipper down. He bent over and wiggled his rump as he pulled them around his hips and ass, letting them drop to the ground all on their own. That got another little cheer from the onlookers as the feline stepped out of one leg, and gently kicked the pair over toward Rex, not wanting to break his phone in the pocket of course. Those tight briefs were the last to go, sliding over his fur a little quicker than his pants, as Aston dug his fingers into the waistband and tugged them down, showing off bare butt, balls, and cock in a quick flash. He wiggled his legs and let his underwear fall to the ground too, before this time stepping out of one leg hole and kicking them up toward Rex. He missed his target, but the kitsune did catch them after a step and a half to reach where they were headed toward.

“It’s amazing how fast you go from shy to slut,” Rex teased, getting a chuckle from some of the crowd, as Aston’s tail naturally shot up, showing off his toned cheeks behind him.

“Jealous?” Aston countered, puffing his chest out and steadying his stance.

“No,” Rex replied with another chuckle, “Cause I’m never shy.”

Before Aston could say anything in response, the fox handed him the harness back. Aston gave off a soft mew, before slipping his arms through it and pulling it down over his frame. It was almost a natural fit from the start, made to be a little smaller for the smaller convention goers, but Rex was quick to make a few final adjustments to the buckles and straps, securing it over the feline’s chest. “Told you it’d look good,” Rex said after stepping back and handing over the jock strap. The soft black nylon of that bulge bit hung out of Aston’s paw as he held onto the thick waist strap, giving it a curious look, before shifting it in his paws and getting the leg holes lined up. He quickly slipped his legs through the holes and pulled them up to secure his bulge in the pocket that was there for him.

With a few minor adjustments, and a few small movements to get settled, the feline was pointed over to a mirror that the booth had set up. Aston stepped in front of it and gave off a few turns and twists, trying to see himself from every angle. The applause he got from the onlookers was encouraging as the black and green really stood out against his orange fur - clashing colors but in the best of ways. The feline turned to his side, getting a look at his own ass as those straps dug into his cheeks a bit, smiling with a shake and another turn to show off. “Mmm, yeah, I see what you’re saying,” Aston added back to Rex, before giving off a stretch to his arms and legs, testing his movement in it all. “Looks good to me!”

“Great!” Rex said, before giving a nod to the store owner, and then handing Aston’s pants and shirt back to him. “Now, stop giving everyone a free look and put these back on.” He turned toward the crowd and said, “If you want to see more, come to the fundraiser for Boyzclub! It’ll be in… crap,” Rex said with a quick yip as he got a look at the time on his phone. “We’re a bit late, let’s go kitty,” Rex spat out. Just as Aston had pulled up his pants and secured them, he felt his arm get tugged, making him stumble and almost fall into the harness rack. His shirt was still held tight in his other paw, with Aston not even having the chance to put it on. “I’ve gotta go and set stuff up, and make sure you don’t get into trouble!”

“I… I won’t,” Aston replied, struggling to toss his shirt up and over his head as Rex and Walter led the way through the crowd, while Aston got a few more gropes for good measure on his way through.

“I don’t believe you,” Rex teased, although in a hurried breath as they picked up the pace, almost jogging through the rest of the dealers' room. Heading out and going through a hallway, they hit some larger rooms set up side by side, with a row of doors leading them off in a bunch of directions. Rex ducked into one of the doors, then darted back behind the stage into the curtain-covered prep area, before Aston could really get a good look at the place. “Alright, I need to get a few things set up. You wait here and don’t go out there, at least not yet!” he ordered. 

Aston had seen a few people perk up in the room as they flashed in, with their eyes quickly turning to the pair, but as the feline approached the curtain to peak back out and get a closer look, he got a loud growl back from Rex. “Why not?” Aston asked after turning back.

“Cause you’ll ruin the surprise!” Rex said, before rushing to a bag not far away and pulling out his laptop. That left Aston huffing a bit more, his tail lazily swaying behind him, before figuring he was safe now to slide back out of his shirt and pants. Rex gave him another quick look, but his paws were busy typing away on his keyboard, doing who knew what, as Aston brushed out his fur and did his best to get it all unmatted. That kept him busy for a moment, before Aston heard a heavy squeal shoot out from the other side of the backstage area. He’d seen the flutter of the curtain out of the corner of his eye, but paid little attention as Walter had been going in and out, setting up whatever he needed to. But with that squeal, the feline turned around to look, as did Rex at the same time.

“Cole, you made it!” Rex shouted all the sudden, dropping what he was doing on his laptop and rushing over, before wrapping up the lion boy in a strong hug. The two danced around for a moment, spinning around in their tight hug, before the duo planted a passionate kiss on each other’s lips, paws coming up to the back of their heads to hold the other one in against it. They held that kiss for what seemed like minutes, before each one finally needed a breath and pulled back with a gasp. “I was beginning to worry, since we were so busy this morning.”

“You worry too much,” Cole teased with a chuckle and another kiss to the kitsune’s cheek. “How dare you doubt me? Someone has to keep you out of trouble.”

“Someone has to keep YOU out of trouble!” Rex countered with a giggle and kiss in return. They stayed together for a few more moments, before both boys peeled apart and Rex made his way back to his laptop, giving Aston a look at the lion boy as he followed behind.

“Aston, this is Cole, my boyfriend,” Rex said, giving both felines one last quick look before his eyes shot down onto his computer once more.

“Boyfriend?” Aston chimed in, tilting his head as he turned to look at the lion, and giving his tail a flick behind him. He got the same response from the lion in return. It was definitely a cat thing.

“Yes, boyfriend,” Cole said with a small smile, putting down his bag he was carrying, and then slipping off his own shirt, showing off his bare chest. The teen had abs that could make a grown adult jealous. “I know it’s hard to believe, but Rex is going to settle down one day. You know how foxes are until they get old and feeble.”

That got a quick look and glare up from Rex as he typed away, only to focus his energy back on the keyboard and screen a moment later.

“Yeah, I’m kind of surprised honestly,” Aston teased, getting another pause and tail flick from Rex, although not going as far as a look this time. “He… um… didn’t seem like the boyfriend type.”

That DID get him a look as Aston shrunk back a little bit, only for Cole to chuckle as he worked off his pants, standing there in just a tight black thong with the groin bulging out. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a bowtie, slipping it around his neck and clicking the strap into place behind his head, before taking a step forward toward Aston. “He does get around a bit,” Cole agreed, taking a good look over the other feline with a mew and gentle rumble in his throat of appreciation. “Wanna get him back and make him jealous for a moment?”

Aston couldn’t even reply fast enough before Cole leaned in and pushed his lips up against the other feline. Aston jumped a bit in surprise, but soon fell into the kiss, even shoving a little tongue inside the other feline’s mouth as their paws wrapped around each other. With a tight hold between them, both bulges ground together, and the two felines put on a much more intense display than Rex and Cole had a moment ago as both of them really got into it, almost comically so. Aston could barely hold back his smile as he lifted a leg up against the lion’s hip, grinding himself harder against that ever-growing bulge, as moans, growls, and deep breaths rung out between them, all with the Kitsune keeping one eye on the pair and one eye on his screen.

“I hate both of you,” Rex grumbled, which made the felines break apart and chuckle between them as they adjusted their bulges, both trying to look like the action hadn’t gotten them aroused in the process. “Stop wasting your energy!” Rex shot back with a grind of his teeth. “I need you both as slutty as possible out there, not back here!”

“Yes, Dear,” Cole teased, with Aston giving off a small chuckle as another growl leaked out of Rex.

“I really should’ve finished this on the plane,” the fox lamented, before giving a few final clicks and backing away from the laptop. “Alright, good enough,” he added with a huff, before turning his attention to both felines. “Alright, come here you stupid cats,” he growled again, walking up and grabbing both the lion and the house cat by the scruffs of their necks, and dragging them back to a door leading out from behind the stage to what looked like a kitchen. “Here’s the deal, nice and simple,” As they came to a halt, Rex, a bit flustered by the last-minute preparations, explained, “There are three items on the menu: chicken, fish, and salad. That’s all you need to remember. The tables are numbered from one to twelve, beginning on this side and moving back,” he said, gesturing toward the curtain. “Just remember the numbers and which table they correspond to. Regarding drinks, try to recall their names and details as accurately as possible. There’s a bar in the kitchen, so just inform Walter of your orders and he’ll take care of it. Aston, you’ll handle the left side, and Cole, you’ll manage the right. If one of you gets really “busy”, the other should cover. Once my presentation is over, I can assist as well. Just be very polite to everyone, and do as they ask to earn those tips and donations. If you're unsure about anything, Walter should be nearby. Is everything clear?”

Both felines nodded nice and slow as Rex’s gaze shot back and forth between them, with the kitsune giving off a small sigh and saying, “Alright, wait for me to call you out, then you can get going. Just a few more minutes…”

Rex certainly looked nervous, but with a soft smile and purr, Cole came forward and gave the fox a soft rub to his shoulder, soon getting behind Rex and using both paws to knead into both shoulders. “Relax hun, you’ll do great. You always do.”

“I know,” Rex said with a soft sigh, letting some stress out of his voice. “Just a lot of pressure, ya know? A lot of big donors out there.”

“You’ve dealt with lots of big donors before,” Cole teased, giving a nuzzle into Rex’s central shoulders and neck, before tossing in a little purr to help relax him. “They all love you and will just throw money at you. They always do.”

“I usually have to strip first,” Rex teased with a chuckle, letting the rest of the nerves leave him as he pulled forward away from Cole. “Speaking of…”

With those words, Rex slipped off his own shirt and pants, showing off that tight pair of booty shorts stretched across his ass, before walking to a bag and pulling out a tie with a short neck band. He secured it in place before getting a little adjustment from Cole and then let out one big final breath.

“Alright then, let’s get this going,” he added with a nod, leaving the two felines to nod as well. Rex slowly spun around, and with one more deep breath, he pushed his way through the curtain, getting a bit of applause as he walked on out, before hopping up onto the stage and taking a bow. He walked up to the podium, where Walter had placed his laptop and connected it to the projector, before he clicked the mouse and moved the presentation to the title card.

“Hello everyone, thank you all for coming. I’m thrilled to be here at Cubcon and have the opportunity to grow my own business while serving the needs of all the fun people out there. Before we get into it, I’ll let you meet your servers for the day - both popular streamers on Boyzclub. Let’s hear it for Cole and Aston.”

They weren’t sure what they were waiting for, but that intro seemed good enough, so Cole took the lead, pulling aside the curtain to step out with a slight bow. Aston followed, his ears flicking and tail swaying as he waved to the audience. The room wasn’t huge, featuring four rows of medium-sized dining tables that could seat about four people comfortably, though not all were occupied. A mix of species looked back at the two cat boys from the side of the stage, ranging from a shark to standard canines and felines, along with a squirrel sitting alone in the back—mostly males, with a couple of females mixed in.

“Since I know why you’re all REALLY here,” Rex teased with a smile, “I’ll let them get to work taking your orders while I talk. Just try to pay attention at least some of the time.” Someone yelled they want Rex’s ass out from the crowd, causing a few more shouts and applause in response. “Heheh…well, if you are lucky with the auction later, you might get a chance to spend some one-on-one alone time with me.” The kitsune smirked as he moved out from behind the podium and bent over a bit, lifting his tail and giving his rump a shake for the crowd to get another roar going, before he slid back behind it and adjusted his tie back to a proper position.

That got a small chuckle from the audience as Aston and Cole looked at one another, but without any further prompting, Cole moved to start on his side of the room, walking up to the first table and giving them a friendly wave. Aston hesitated for a moment, but soon felt his legs pushing him over to his first table as well. There was an older rabbit, a bear, and two wolves sitting there, each turning their eyes to gaze over at Aston instead of Rex, who was now diving into what Boyzclub was and how it worked.

“Hello there cutie,” the bear said with a rumble in his chest, before reaching out a big paw to cup around Aston’s back. He pulled the feline in closer, with Aston almost stumbling over the bear’s big feet, before ending up with his shoulder pressed against the bear’s chest, and his hip softly grinding into that belly. Aston’s feline balance had failed to hold him up, but his tail shot up nice and high in the attempt, giving most people a good look at his tail end, which he wiggled as the bear held him down against his frame.

“Hello,” Aston responded, feeling his ass cheeks gently parting to show off that hole between, as the bear gave a slow rub up and down his back with that paw. The bear remained silent for a while, just a deep rumble in his chest vibrating Aston and the air around him, as that paw groped down his side and over his rump. A firm squeeze to his cheeks made Aston mew as well as arch his back with the firm contact.

“A hottie you are,” the bear replied, finally letting go of the feline so he could stand back up. Aston smiled at that comment, giving a soft bow to his head, but before he could respond, the rabbit nodded beside the bear and chimed in.

“Yes, I’ve seen a few of his streams. Mostly solo stuff though.”

“Ah, a shame,” the bear replied with a grin at the feline. “Such a beautiful boy needs a good partner to really show off with.”

“He does have some recorded movies uploaded around,” one of the wolves added. “Seen a few of those. Some good stuff! I wish I was there at that orgy you had going. I would’ve wrecked that rump of yours!” He gave off a little pause as a set of grins circulated around the group, before he continued with, “When’s the next one scheduled for?”

“I.. dunno,” Aston finally responded with a soft flick to his tail behind him. “That one kind of just… happened. I have to see if those meets are still going on.”

“Ah, shame,” the other wolf butted in. “All the fun parties are always shut down, right? Hence why we’re all here. The biggest party of them all.”

“Well, it’s my first time,” Aston continued, doing his best to be as friendly and talkative as he was told to be. “It already seems like quite the place. Heard a lot about it, though I don’t know what was rumor and what was real.”

“About half and half,” the rabbit interrupted with a small chuckle to himself, while also reaching out a paw to give Aston’s belly and hip a small rub. “Though some of the craziest stories might be true. You really can’t make some stuff up. And I’ve seen some things…”

“As have we all,” one of the wolves chimed in again. “And as will you.”

Aston shot back a small chuckle at that, nodding and flicking one of his ears as he said, “I’m sure I will. So, what can I get you to eat and drink?”

It wasn’t too hard to remember two chickens, a fish, and a salad, as well as two diet sodas, a gin and tonic, and a fancy whiskey on the rocks. Aston gave a bow to the table before turning around and lifting up his tail, shaking his rump as he walked back behind the stage. He passed by Cole, with each one giving the other a small smirk. He told his order to Walter, who simply nodded and said, “Go get the next table. After three, the first one should be ready to bring out.”

Aston nodded at that and hopped back out there, making his way to the next table in line, and getting a grope from the previous table as he passed close by.

The second table was more of the same. Some polite banter, teasing, groping, all that good attention stuff. Another set of orders in, and Aston was off to the third table, finally talking to that female squirrel that seemed odd and awkward all by herself. It was a very different feel than the other tables for sure, with Aston not feeling molested… at least not by anything other than her eyes. She was older and somewhat plump, but she enjoyed talking to Aston more than the others - asking him how he got here, what he did for fun, how his parents might feel about this, all those things. Aston did his best to answer, before smiling and heading off with her order, only to get the first few plates shoved into his paws to take back to table one.

Once Aston got into the swing of things, it wasn’t really that hard. Most people were polite while he was carrying something, not bothering to reach out for a grope, but when he was free the paws certainly came out. It was almost a game to the feline as he tried to walk down the aisle without getting groped, only to fling himself into an eager paw on the other side as he tried to dodge, jumping with a mew each time one of his jock strap straps snapped back against his flesh. He even had a few bills shoved into his straps as he walked by, with the feline always taking a moment to stop and present himself so they could slide them in. Aston thought about taking them out and putting them somewhere safe backstage, but soon enough Aston realized that he was in a sudden competition with Cole, and he kept the bills flopping about over his hips to see who was getting the most. Once the money started flowing, everyone got in on the action, with Aston and Cole swapping sides to pick up the empty plates and glasses, getting a new round of attention as both boys certainly worked hard for it.

It seemed like some gropes and naughty threats were all that were going to happen, especially as the presentation finished up and Aston was busy cleaning up the last of the plates, with Rex now helping to keep the masses entertained. But, there was one rhino toward the back that had been staring at Aston the whole time, and when the feline found a free moment, he shook his rump over and leaned his elbows onto the table, clearly in the slutty zone now, as he smiled and said, “Hey big guy, need something?”

“Yeah,” the beast huffed as a smile grew across his face. Rhinos were big in general, but this one seemed to be one of the bigger ones, both in height and girth. Not that he was fat, at least not besides that belly that poked out through his button up shirt. It was tucked tightly into his pants, with that long belt struggling to stay locked each time the rhino moved. He was just built like a rhino, with muscle and chub in all the best places, leaving him looking like a mountain of a man.

Aston should’ve been terrified, but seeing as how nice most people had been so far, the feline just gave his tail a wag behind him as he waited for the rhino to finish his statement. “I need you up and on my lap, little guy.”

Aston smiled at that before taking a quick look around, seeing no one else needing his immediate attention. He stood back up and took a step over toward the seated rhino. They saw eye to eye as the feline stared up at his face, with the rhino pushing his chair out away from the table, and patting his firm looking lap with a paw. Aston did his best to sway his hips as he spun around, the bills rustling in his jock strap, before he planted his rear end down on that lap. He had to nearly jump up and onto it, although the rhino didn’t seem to mind the extra momentary pressure as the feline landed. Instead, one of those big, strong hands came up to squeeze the feline’s chest, grinding him back against that belly pushing into his lower back, making the cat huff as the male’s eagerness.

“Mmmph, quite the firm seat…” Aston squealed out, teasing through his quickening breath as that rhino’s hand took up most of his chest, especially as those fingers spread out and dug softly underneath his fur, adding in a possessive clench shortly after.

“Mmm, getting firmer by the moment,” the rhino grunted back at the side of Aston’s head, actually making the cat gulp and mew at the comment. His expectations of getting fucked here had fallen pretty quickly after he started, but now it seemed those expectations were quickly shooting up to possible, if not probable, with a bunch of other eyes looking their way all of a sudden.

“I can really feel it,” Aston added with a squirm, getting another squeeze as the rhino ground up into his exposed ass. Those tight pants hid that bulge a bit, but it wasn’t long before the rhino’s needy breaths were dampening Aston’s head and ear fur, especially as those grinds continued.

“You’re about to feel a lot more,” the rhino continued, before wrapping his arm around Aston’s chest and under his arms, and almost effortlessly lifting him up off that lap with a mew and surprised kick from the feline. “Hold those legs up,” the rhino ordered, with Aston having no choice but to follow along, soon finding one of his footpaws on the table’s edge, with the other lifted up as high as his belly, giving the rhino all the space he needed underneath to undo his belt and his pants. Aston heard the loud grunt as the rhino finally released himself, and a soft smack as his cock flopped down against his thigh, with those heavy balls soon popping out as well to complete the package. He dropped the boy down and moved his free hand up to his shirt, undoing the buttons toward the bottom, so he could push the shirt flaps away, exposing both his large belly and groin to fully grind back up against the cat’s soft fur.

Aston knew the moment that cock tip first pushed against his thigh as a warm slickness followed the grind, matting his fur down and leaving it twice and heavy. He shot back a cute mew as a few more eyes turned to look at him, with even Rex and Cole smiling back as the feline was lifted up again, though this time pushed by the rhino’s groin with another needy grind.

“You ever handle a rhino cock before?” the rhino asked with a deep breath into the feline’s ear, leaving Aston squirming and gasping as his ear flicked from the attention and breath, only to shake his head after a big breath himself.

“N…no… but I have taken a bull before. And a roo’s arm and tail.”

“Roo arm? And tail?” the rhino asked with a surprised grunt. “Haven’t seen that one yet.”

“It’s new,” Aston replied with a groan as that cock slipped along his taint once more, pushing up and into his jock strap, almost causing his own balls to fall out as that girthy shaft ground in between them. “Still being edited.”

“Well then, looking forward to it,” the rhino teased, before lifting Aston again just to settle him on the tip of his cock - that wide member holding him up as his pucker clenched pretty tight, not ready to give in just yet. “Sounds like you’re ready for me.”

“I… I dunno..” Aston whimpered out as he found his feet resting on the rhino’s thick thighs, with that fat tip feeling more like a seat than a cock ready to enter him. “You’re so big. Shouldn’t we let someone else go first?”

“Nah,” the rhino grunted back after a good chuckle. “I’m brave enough to grab you first, so they’ll have to deal with it. So will you.” The rhino gave another grind against the feline, making Aston squirm and groan, as another soft chuckle rippled through the rhino’s chest. “Probably could use some lube though. I’ll be nice for your first time of the day.”

Almost as if on cue, a moose that was seated at the same table slid over a pocket-sized bottle, with the rhino snatching it up before Aston could even see what it was. “Thanks,” the rhino said as he lifted the feline up again, causing Aston’s own paws to hold onto that strong arm wrapped around his chest, only to hear a loud squirt and squeeze beneath him. Another huffed rung out against the side of his head as the rhino rubbed that liquid over his member with his hand, before dropping the bottle to the ground with a weak and empty sounding plastic bounce. He took one of his slick fingers and lifted it up to Aston’s tail hole, quite exposed as the jockstrap did nothing to hide it, and drove it inside the feline with a sudden push, making Aston arch his back and huff at the penetration.

“Mmm, little boy is still a little tight,” the rhino teased the onlookers, giving a few pumps of that digit and letting Aston settle down, before another came in alongside it. One finger was as thick as some of the cocks Aston had taken, and two really made him feel the burn, huffing and mewing out with a few bucks and shivers in the rhino’s grasp. That strong hold wasn’t about to break so easily though, with the arm feeling like a restraint on a rollercoaster, holding the feline firm as those fingers pushed in and out, warming the cat boy up for that monster dick twitching and waiting in the wings.

“Roo arm and tail huh?” the rhino teased, spreading his fingers out a bit and getting another whining mew from the feline. “I certainly don’t feel it. Still clenching way too much.”

That made a few others chuckle nearby, but Aston just shot back another heavy whine as he tilted his head back, gritting his teeth from the burn. “Mmmph, I guess… it's good that I recover quick.”

“Good for most people,” the rhino teased against the side of his head. “Not for me.”

With that final bit of knowledge, the rhino slipped his fingers out of that hole, giving Aston a second to catch his breath with a few strong gasps. However, he was only given a moment, before the rhino lowered him down to perch on that cock tip again, with his slick hand squeezing around his shaft to hold it steady. “Big breath boy,” the rhino grunted behind him, before that arm around his chest pulled him down a bit further. 

That cock tip ground against his taint and rim, taking a second to find the right angle, but soon enough it drove in with a loud and sloppy pop, surging through the feline’s tight and slick hole. Aston gasped nice and loud, though he did his best to grit his teeth to keep most of the noises inside, leading to a muffled whine and grunt as that burn quickly returned to his tail end. The rhino was big, there was no surprise there, but Aston had opened up a lot faster than he normally had before. He figured he could take the rhino with some effort, but the way that beast of a cock slipped into his rear end left the cat bucking and squirming, gasping out with loud breaths as the rhino slid him further down.

“Mmm, that’s it boy, dance for me,” the rhino huffed over the cat’s head now, with the strain on Aston’s face certainly showing. His toes clenched tight against the rhino’s thick and firm thighs, and his arms shot down to push back against the rhino’s hips, trying to lift himself up off that cock a bit. The rhino was persistent, letting his arm drop from that chest to see if the boy would take the hint, but when the cat stalled out, he applied some pressure to one of his shoulders, seeing just how much the feline’s insides could handle without hitting a wall. With about half that cock inside, the rhino found that first barrier, with Aston arching his spine and crying out at the strain in his belly.

“Little guy’s taking more than I would’ve thought,” the moose commented as he got out of his seat to watch, with a few more guys all gathering around as well to see the feline impaled on that member.

“He’s good,” the rhino huffed out with a slight bounce of the cat on his cock, trying to work those insides open a bit more, “but he’s still got a bit to go.”

“Don’t break the poor boy,” another voice called out from the crowd, someone Aston couldn’t quite see through his tearing up eyes.

“Save some for us!” another cried out as Aston slipped up the shaft for some relief, then was pushed back down for another heavy whine and grunt as that burn surged all throughout his rear end.

“Should’ve taken him first,” the rhino grunted out, lifting the cat boy up again and helping him drop down onto that cock once more, battering down that barrier inside of the feline as the cat was forced to squirm and adjust. “He feels really good though… just like a boy butt should! So much fun to break in these little guys.”

Aston was doing his best to grit his teeth and take the strain, this not being his first rodeo after all, but the rhino did make that a little difficult as he slid his grip from the feline’s shoulder down to his rump. Both of those huge hands held onto the feline’s small hips, lifting him up and down at an ever growing pace. Aston kept his feet planted on those thighs, mostly because he couldn’t reach the ground from the rhino’s lap anyway, with one sometimes kicking out and hitting the edge of the table on occasion. He quickly pulled it back onto that thigh to resist the rhino’s harder tugs, but the feline usually slipped off when the rhino had enough of that minor resistance, causing him to slide further down that cock in a flash. Aston was at the big beast’s mercy, and he was the entertainment for all the others to watch, with some even getting their own cocks out to stroke at the sight. Any one that got close enough for Aston to stroke or suck though was pushed away by the rhino, either with a glare and grunt, or physically with an arm or elbow.

“Wait your turn,” the rhino called out, making progress on Aston’s ass while that cock dug in a bit deeper. Aston was still a bit away from taking it all, but his belly was bulging from what he had in him already, that tip showing out through his fur each time the rhino pushed in deep.

“How much longer for that?” another voice shot out of the crowd, with the rhino huffing and giving back a strong moan in response.

“Little guy feels… so good… shouldn’t be long,” he replied, huffing with each break in his words, only to leave the top of Aston’s head damp from his breath and spit falling over it. Aston was glad to hear that as his strained face hadn’t stopped twitching with each pump, that burn fading somewhat, but still pulsing inside of him with each renewed bit of life the rhino showed. His strong arms were getting tired though as Aston was light, but wasn’t completely weightless, with his bounces turning more into grinds then true bounces, leaving Aston impaled on that cock as he ground and groaned back along with the rhino.

That news got most of the other guys excited, with looks going back and forth between them to try and figure out who was next. But, Aston figured he could handle any of them after this, with his chest still heaving and his breathy noises controlled by the rhino’s own grinds, forcing out a few new ones with each heavy push. “You want my load, you little slut cat?” the rhino growled in his ear, getting Aston to nod with a heavy grunt as he unclenched his jaw for the first time in a while.

“Yes… Sir… please…” Aston managed to call out, hearing his voice crack and spit clog up his throat as it’d been a while since he’d done anything but make noises. It was a simple response, but it seemed enough for the rhino as it got him squeezing the feline a bit more, fingers digging into his hips and thighs as he pulled and pushed the little thing on his lap, working his way up to his big finish. He was cheered along by the others wanting their turns too, each one taking a step closer to try and claim their spot, as Aston bounced and shook at the rhino’s deep assault to tickle that cock tip just right. And, after what felt like ages for the cat boy, he heard those tell-tale signs of a male getting close. Deeper breath, higher pitch, more intense squeezing. With a big release of tension, the rhino let out one big groan and then let himself go, slowing his intense bounces to one easy grind nice and deep.

His cock jumped quite a few times inside the feline, making the cat buck and twitch along with each throb. The pressure in his guts was intense, not really from the volume of fluid the rhino let loose inside of him, but just the girth and length of that cock still keeping him pried apart past his belly button. Aston pushed up with his feet against those thigh thighs, trying to squirm further off that cock to give his insides a little break. As the rhino sunk deeper into his afterglow, Aston squirmed a bit more, Inching gently out of the rhino’s firm grasp to get a little more relief the longer he worked for it. Soon enough the rhino even seemed to help, lifting the cat up and off his spent cock with a gentle tug, only for Aston to gasp nice and loud as that tip slipped out of his open rump. His hole tried to clench back tight, but it was unable to hold back the small torrent of cum now swimming through Aston’s insides. That sudden yank out sent a heavy splattering of seed over the rhino’s groin, the chair, and the floor below, not to mention a good bit dripping through Aston’s fur in the process.

“What a mess,” someone in the crowd called out, with Aston finally slipping completely free of the rhino, feeling his feet hitting the floor. The cat stumbled to catch himself over the table, leaning over and absentmindedly showing off his worked open tail hole to the masses. That got a few good noises of appreciation, as well as a few pictures as Aston heard phones snapping away, but he was more than happy just to take a moment to recover before pushing himself back up to his still shaky feet. He slowly spun around to see the small crowd staring back, as the rhino got up to go get a few napkins to clean up, graciously provided by Cole who gave Aston a wink as he passed by. Still, Aston’s face slowly scanned along the remaining faces looking at him, cracking a small smile when he caught his breath, before mumbling out, “Alright then, who’s next?”