Nervously, the cheetah boy waited outside of the closed cubicle. He could have had any of the cubicles, but none of them were this one. There was a rumor circling the school of a glory hole in the men’s bathroom, third cubicle from the left. Jon waited nervously, holding a book over his crotch, hiding any signs of arousal. He had been the first here, and the stall was usually empty.

With a click, the cubicle he wanted opened and an old bear strode out, the janitor, Jon knew. The cheetah paid little attention to the older man and quickly moved into the cubicle, sealing the door behind him. He put his text book on the floor and sat down on the toilet. He glanced over at the wall and smiled. There was a hole easily big enough for two cocks, carved into the cubicle door.

He reached over and slid his first finger through to the second knuckle before pulling it back. A moment passed and a white paw appeared, holding a piece of paper and a pen. Jon took the paper and read it silently. Here for the fun? It read, simply. Jon took the pen and scribbled his affirmative reply and handed it back through the hole. As the note was taken, Jon unzipped his shorts and pulled them down around his ankles. His briefs soon joined them.

His member was hard as a rock, just falling short of seven inches in length. The circumcised hard-on throbbed in taboo arousal. Not a soul knew that Jon had a thing for boys, within the school or without. That was why his usual façade of confidence was gone. A trimmed patch of pubic fur was spread nicely about the base of his shaft.

The note reappeared again, but this time Jon didn’t take it. Stick it through. He could read it from here. He swallowed his nerves and stood up, waddling over to the hole as the note vanished again. He was the perfect height, his cock went straight through and his balls could fit as well. He gasped as a warm pair of lips kissed his tip. A small paw roamed his cock from tip to base, rubbing his length tenderly. Warmth consumed his tip as the lips parted around it. One paw held the base of his cock, the other held his balls.

Jon’s breathing was heavy as more and more of his dick disappeared into the wet muzzle. The other’s tongue moved from side to side beneath hard member as he took half of it into his maw. The mouth reeled back, running its tongue over his circumcision scar and the base of his tip. He slowly descended the shaft and pulled back, never letting the head out of his mouth as he pleasured the cheetah.

Jon moaned loudly as he firmly pressed his hips against the cubicle wall. The cheetah had an athlete’s figure; strong thighs, muscular torso and a toned butt. His right arm was braced against the wall as whoever it was on the other side of the wall pleasured him with his mouth. His other paw drifted down, grabbing a handful of his own ass. His moans were deep and in time with the sweet repetitions of the other’s welcoming mouth and expert tongue.

His paw massaged at his own tight tailhole. Jon felt the thin fur on the other’s chin tickling his testicles as he forced all of the big cock into his mouth hole. He held his muzzle there for a moment and slid back a couple of inches before slamming back down onto the cheetah’s pubis. He moaned more and more as the other took his entire cock without so much as a gag. Never had Jon buried his cock this far in something and none of the girls he had been with had taken his cock with such ardor or expertise.

The mouth bobbed quickly around the base of his cock and then stopped, with the penis still buried fully inside his mouth. So close to the finish, Jon took it upon himself. He pulled his hips back and slammed them back against the wall. His thrusts were hard and fast. Jon had spent much of his pubescence and later fucking his own paw on his bed, but nothing like that came even close to what he felt.

Euphoric bliss and animalistic lust filled his mind and drove his thrusts. His emerald eyes were closed and his moans were loud. He no longer cared whether any could hear him, and he was most certain that anyone who chanced into the men’s room would. He made no efforts to silence his moans or the sounds of his thighs and waist slapping against the wall echoed throughout the tiled room.

His orgasm snuck up on him, hard and fast. He let out a moan that dwarfed the others. He pushed his hips, hard as he could against the wall. Waves of pleasure burned from his loins and spread. His legs shook but he held them firm against the wall. His cock throbbed vigorously. His testicles emptied in a rush, shooting forth rope after rope of thick cum.

Jon felt his cum splashing back against his member as he released into the maw. He was still firing ropes of his seed as the other pulled back, forcing his cum to land over his tongue. Semen beaded on the end of his member and dropped to the floor as his dick was pulled free. He heard the sounds of swallowing and panting after.”Oh Jon,” the cheetah froze in fear. “That was… that was great.”

It took him a moment to get past his terror and see that he knew that voice. Where or to whom, he could not recall. “I was hoping you’d come here.” The voice said again, but this time Jon knew. His eyes widened further.
“N-Nate?” The voice giggled.
“That’s me. You have a really nice cock.” Nate reached up and grabbed the thick member. “You’re still hard, too.” He ran his paw along the shaft.
“But you’re my cousin…”
“I just wanted to help you get off. And it looks like my job isn’t done, either. I could come over there and you could mount me, if you like.”

No, Jon wanted to say, but he hadn’t stormed out, in fact, he hadn’t so much as pulled his cock out of the glory hole. “Okay.” He heard himself say as he pulled his penis out of the hole. He unlocked the cubicle and sat down on the toilet. In a moment’s span, his own cubicle opened and closed again. His cousin stood before him wearing what he usually did, jeans and a tight-fitting shirt.

Like his cousin, Nate was a muscular cheetah, with the body of a seasoned runner. Nate’s eyes were the same emerald as Jon’s. Jon’s cousin pulled his jeans and briefs down past his knees. Jon was surprised by the size of his cousin’s penis. It was the same size as his, maybe even a half-inch longer but covered with a foreskin. His cousin stood a couple of inches shorter. “Alright, this is my first time with a real guy.” Nate said as he stepped out of his clothes and approached his sitting cousin.

Nate turned around and braced himself against the door with both paws. His butt was rounder than Jon’s and soft but firm. Jon stood and pulled apart his cheeks with a single paw. From the look of his tailhole, it was obvious that he had been filled more than a few times. Jon squeezed his pawful of ass as he stood. His cousin’s tail swished idly but stood away from the prize beneath.

Jon pressed his dick against the tight pucker and his cousin giggled. Wet with his own fluids and his cousin’s saliva, his cock slipped past the tight ring of muscles. Both of them moaned as Jon’s shaft entered his cousin. Jon felt tightness around his cock that he could have scarcely imagined. That same penis had entered a girl or two back when he was in high school, but none of them were half as tight.

He moaned in pleasure and happy surprise as he felt his waist press against his cousin’s ample butt. “You ready?” Jon whispered as he shifted inside Nate. His cousin grunted an affirmative and wiggled his rear for Jon. The older cheetah reeled back his hips and slammed back into the tight ass, drawing a moan from his lips.

He pulled right back, till naught but his tip was left in the tight, warm embrace of the tailhole. He closed his eyes as he rolled his hips back and forth into the deepest depths of his taboo fuckhole. Not once while his cock was buried in the ass did he think how wrong it was, all he had was the purest instinct and more lust than he’d ever had.

Soft slapping noises accompanied his every thrust as he took Nate’s ass. His force pushed his cousin against the door and pulled a moan from within each time. Nate’s eyes were firmly shut; he smiled and moaned in content. The shorter cheetah found himself pushing back against his lust-driven partner; forcing more of the older male into his anal cavity.

Jon had thought the blow job alone was better than anything he’d done with a girl, now he knew that this beat everything he had ever done. Their balls slapped together as Jon gripped his hips and pulled his back as he thrust up into him. Jon’s left paw slipped up the clothed back of his cousin and held his shoulder; the other dropped beside his leg and took his cock.

His thrusts were shorter, harder and deeper as he rolled his hips down and then up into the tight anus. The tip of Nate’s cock was wet with his pre and his shaft was hard as steel. Jon fondled his cousin’s member as he passionately ravished his virgin-no-more tailhole. “Oh Gods, Jon.” Nate moaned loudly as his cock throbbed powerfully. As Jon completely filled his cousin, he leaned over, moving his paw to meet the other on the feline’s cock.

He purred deeply and loudly into Nate’s ears. His purrs were almost lecherous growls. He playfully and dominantly bit his cousin’s shoulder skin, pulling up the skin and nibbling softly. Not near enough to tear the skin, but more than enough to be felt. One paw massaged Nate’s taint, while the other pumped vigorously along his shaft.

And as Jon’s cock struck him in the right spot, Nate moaned out and began thrusting into his cousin’s grip. He called his cousin’s name loudly as his body shook and tightened in waves of intense pleasure. His already-tight insides clenched down upon the invading member; hugging it tightly with each and every muscle. Nate’s foreskin was pulled back halfway over his tip as his sperm built to the breaking point.

With a grunt and moan, a thick rope of cum launched from the large member, splattering on the door. It was followed by another, and another. Each hit the door with a thud. They began falling short; falling to the floor with loud slaps that echoed through the lavatory. The smaller cheetah’s ass tightened and clenched around the thrusting cock; attempting to milk the thick shaft for all of its sweet cum. 

He released his cousin’s skin and kissed where he had nibbled. His thrusts quickened, as did his breaths. Pressure slowly built behind the tip of his cock. With each thrust the pressure grew. Nate’s legs quivered and his rhythmic throbbing slowed. Jon pushed his cock as far as he could; he felt his pubis against Nate’s rump and his balls against his cousin’s. 

His cried out in sheer bliss as the pressure exploded from the tip of his feline cock. He felt more warmth wash over his submerged penis as his cum flooded his cousin’s insides. His moans slowed and faded as his orgasm took him over with furious abandon. Jon kissed Nate’s neck and shoulder as he emptied his load deep inside. He pulled back and his cock slipped out with a wet pop. Jon pulled his pants and briefs back up over his wet and softening cock.

He pulled his cellular phone from his pocket. “Wait a sec, bud.” He told his cousin. With one paw he pulled Nate’s butt cheek away from the used tailhole. A thick glob of white cheetah cum oozed out of the stretched tailhole. With a click, Jon captured the moment in a picture. The older cheetah pulled up his cousin’s pants and shorts. “You were great, man.” Jon kissed Nate square on the lips with the same passion he had with girlfriends past.

When he pulled away, a smile was on his lips and a blush on his cousin’s. “We have to do this again. The sooner the better.” Nate smiled and nodded.
“But next time…” Nate slipped his arms around his older cousin and forced his paws through the waistband of his jeans, gripping his butt with both paws. “Your ass is mine.” The younger cheetah winked lecherously.