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Here's to hoping I got some of the more crucial details right. ;P\n\nDanruk Rooface (C) @Danruk\nIcon image (c) fa!OneWingedWeasel [url=http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2782467/](Original image source!)[/url]\nRory, Cassie & story (C) @GratitudeAdvocate", "description_bbcode_parsed": "My assignment for this year's Secret Santa exchange. :D

I've never written about a kangaroo fur before! Here's to hoping I got some of the more crucial details right. ;P

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", "writing": "Danruk snickered beneath his breath at the saucy couple in front of him in line at the box office to the local movie theater. \nTwo young tabbies, a calico girl and a Siamese boy, flirted and fondled with each other. The kangaroo adjusted his blue fedora and cleared his throat, trying to act as subtle as possible, despite the slight hankering erection growing below his pouch. \n[i]Play your cool, mate… no need to cause anyone to faint at your excess. Not yet, at least. Heheh…[/i]\nAfter the felines purchased their admission tickets, Danruk hopped to the box-office and asked the ticket usher what movie the last customers had made a purchase of. The usher, a handsome skunk guy who couldn't be a day over twenty, pointed to a placard advert depicting a B-side horror-comedy indie-flick. Danruk rolled his eyes, shrugged and paid for a matinee-price admission. When the skunk asked for a ten-dollar bill with no change to spare, the kangaroo gasped and snorted.\n[i]Stupid prices, always getting jacked to epic proportions. Damn these movie studios and their big-budget blockbuster productions![/i]\nInstead of pitching an epic bitch-fit, Danruk followed suit and paid promptly. The skunk cast an uncertain glance at the kangaroo, hoping to the Gods of quality entertainment that this rather hefty-sized macropod fella didn't leap up and kick in the window to strangle him over the theater's over-charged ticket prices. After the kangaroo hopped away and through the doors of the Grand Marquis, skunk-boy took a deep breath and exhaled with relief, resuming his ticket-selling duties swiftly.\nThe theater was a historic relic, reminiscent of classic opera houses from days of old. Above red-checkered carpeting hung a beautiful chandelier adorned with lights and imitation-diamonds. A rather pretty set-piece to compliment the main lobby as a whole. Furs of all ages swarmed across the carpet, conversing amongst themselves. Danruk's tail swung back and forth, nearly tripping a pair of koala cubs as he bounded his way towards the concession counter, ready to burn another sizeable hole into his wallet. Popcorn and soda pop should never cost more than a movie ticket, at least it never did before, not back when he was just a joey, a wee-lad. Nowadays, entertainment value always found an uncomfortable way of changing and Danruk knew he either had to jump on the train of progress or be flung into the corn-fields of nostalgia. \nA wolf couple were dueling over a fighting game in a small arcade booth located on the right side of the large room. A family of cheetahs stood before a cardboard cut-out of Darrel Mendoza, some famous movie actor or another, on the left, capturing snapshots of themselves basking in adulation over his company. Danruk felt quite frankly that the fox-coon was full of himself, not worthy to be ranked among the pantheons of fine furry actors. But what could he possibly do about it? Write a letter to Hollywood studio execs? Nah, talent came few and far between. Let that dumb-bolt have his spotlight. Soon enough, he'd be another washed-up bum working on SciFi Shark Week feature specials. This thought traveled through the kangaroo's mind in the blink of an eye as he approached a large glass concession booth, filled with colorful boxes of candy and pre-packaged kettle corn. On top of the counter, empty popcorn bags and beverage cups were displayed, reassuring the patrons of what sizes they paid for. Three cash registers were located in strategically-positioned spots, surrounded by napkin and straw dispensers. The snack-bar operators, a tiger and two foxes, worked and rushed to fill orders and collect well-earned money for the studios responsible for ripping these lovely furs off in the first place. Danruk approached one of the foxes, a sly arctic fellow with a fancy outfit. At least these jerks had a dress code, lo and behold. \n\"Hello to you, sir! May I interest you in a snack-pak deal? It's good until the end of the month. You won't get a better bargain for your buck, I can assure you.\"\nAt the fox's remark, a large elk-anthro glanced over and scoffed aloud, obviously perturbed by the reference to one of his distant cousins. Danruk thought about the deal for a brief moment, tail whacking against the carpet rhythmically, then he nodded and grinned at the fox. \n\"Sure, mate. I'll jump on that deal. Gimme a, uh… water to drink, I guess.\" Danruk said, voice low and distinctive with an Aussie accent.\n\"Of course! PETE, snack-pak for the fine 'roo-gent and a cup of H-two-O! Would you care for anything else today, sir?\"\n\"Nope. That'll do.\" Danruk said, shaking his head, reaching into his vest pocket for more money.\n\"Excellent. We'll have that right up for you. 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Some were currently playing while others were listed as \"Coming Soon!\" adorned with marquee strips of flashing lights around the edges of their frames. One of these posters showed a mug-shot of Darrel, that a-hole fox-coon wannabe-actor. Danruk snorted and whapped the frame of the poster with his tail, knocking the picture into a crooked angle. He giggled and flipped off the poster shot of the fox-coon then nearly trampled over an elderly couple exiting from a rom-com that had let out in the theater next door, clumsily weaving free of their path, apologizing hastily to them.\nDanruk hopped into the largest theater in the place, dim except for a baker's dozen amount of lit candelabras positioned all around the interior of the large screening room. Cozy reclining seats in rows aplenty graced the room, with a guard-rail set at the bottom of the large white projection screen, now showing local advertisements. Danruk cleared his throat and decided upon where to sit. He eventually settled for a seat in the rear, on the left side, so as not to annoy anyone behind him with his large fedora cap. As the kangaroo bounded into place, settling down snug as a bug in his seat (complete with tail-holes for anthro theatergoers), he noticed that he was sitting directly behind the two cats. The calico whispered into the Siamese's ear and the Siamese chuckled, rubbing the calico's knee, exposed from a short velvety-smooth purple skirt. Danruk wondered if there were any panties on beneath that skirt and excused the thought out of respect for their well-being. Surely young couples didn't find solace in the pleasure of each other's company at a dipshit movie such as this? The theater was about one-third filled with a younger audience, ranging from mostly teenagers to a few elders. Danruk imagined that they were parents dragged along for the show, less than enthused about watching such an ignorant film while many other tasks could be done on their spare time. Danruk thought back to the days when he'd bribe his own parents into seeing the latest action flick or the newest comedy feature. He had it easy back in those days, no worries at all, no discrepancies about over-charged shitty popcorn and stale iron-tasting water. \n[i]Oh well! Hey, at least this crummy little town actually has a movie theater. Some places don't even have that much, so I should be grateful for this small slice of escapism heaven, at least.[/i]\nThe door was shut, cutting off the hallway's stark fluorescents from outside. A voice rose up and spoke to the audience, insisting that all cell-phones be silenced and no texting or video-recording shall be tolerated. Also to refrain from smoking and drinking. Danruk was glad that this theater still enforced such rules and regulations. If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was to be fully immersed in a tense dramatic scene in an amazing movie, only to be distracted abruptly by some asshole's ignorant ring-tone. Barking puppies, meowing kittens, bells and waves and beep-blip-bloops, all made to ruin a poignant movie moment. No fun!\nAs soon as the lights dimmed and the upcoming movie trailers had wrapped up, showing promising previews of films that would either bomb and sizzle out of public memory or succeed in years from now, the main film began. The opening credits rolled in large bloodied text from the bottom of the white movie screen up to the top-edge, complimented with large red draperies. Danruk sat patiently, hoping the movie wouldn't suck far too heavily, which most horror-comedies did all too often lately. \nIt wasn't but twenty minutes into the film when he heard a soft girlish moan emanate from the seat in front of him. \nDanruk's eyebrows raised up and curled into a curve, intrepidly curious as to why the calico-gal would make such a distinct sound. Was she getting a massage between her thighs from her Siamese-guy lover? Suddenly the stupid movie seemed far less interesting to Danruk. His new determination was set in stone - he'd sneak a peek at whatever was going on in front of him. The kangaroo knelt down to the floor between the rows of seats. Sticky with spilt soda and littered with popcorn kernels and candy wrappers, Danruk crawled around the outer-edge seat in front of his own and caught a hefty eyeful. Siamese-boy was knelt down in front of Calico-girl's seat, holding her thighs apart and dutifully munching her out. She must've tasted delicious, for he never even eased up a bit. All of a sudden, Danruk felt like both the luckiest kangaroo ever and the most embarrassed voyeur in all of existence. He was literally witnessing a grand act of cunnilingus performed during the film he'd unwillingly purchased admission into, on the grounds of satiating his curiosity with these two younger felines, little did he know that the pussies would engage in pussy-scarfing. After a few minutes of luscious snacking, the adventurers subsided from their fleshy coral-sea-diving expedition for a momentary break, to catch their breaths, to wipe his chin and her inner-thighs down a bit. The young male cat excused himself to the bathroom, preferably to rub one out, more than likely. The female nodded, inhaled deep and shivered with lust, sighing softly. Danruk was mortified over the idea of getting caught peeping in on the action, so he slumped himself back behind the seat. In the process, his tail got caught between an armrest and a chair. He stifled a loud braying cry, biting down on his lower lip, channeling all his willpower not to holler out like a spoiled boy with a tantrum over being denied a chocolate bar. Danruk reached back and grabbed hold of his tail, rubbing the spot that got pinned down, vibrantly tender and painfully sensitive. As he held back tears of rage and pain, Siamese-boy walked down a path set between the rear-most seats and a large velvet-draped wall housing the projector booth high above the ground floor. Danruk hoisted himself up with surprising silence from the ground, reclaiming his balance, dusting off popcorn kernels from his knees and resetting his blue fedora, knocked crooked by the sudden retreat away from the row in front of him. Danruk had an interesting idea in mind. Hopefully Calico-girl wouldn't mind any. When he was on the verge of hop-stepping away, he glanced back and saw her laying sprawled out on her seat, breathing heavily, rubbing at that sensory-spot on her head behind her ears. Her tail jerked and twitched and Danruk could literally hear (no, feel) her purring, even when he trip-hopped away from his seat to accompany kitty-boy in the bathroom stall.\nThe lobby was all but abandoned. The only furs Danruk saw were employees, dressed in red and white work-shirts with black slacks, performing numerous cleaning duties. A tiger was vacuuming the carpet in front of the concession stand, probably the same one from the snack bar seen earlier. A rat had a rag and soapy water, spraying and wiping down the building's luxurious windows. A blue jay had unpacked a new cardboard display and was in the process of building it, with two vixens watching his progress attentively. One of the vixens had a large gold name-plate pinned to her vest, while the others had simple white name-plates. Danruk presumed her to be the manager. Not even hesitating for a moment, he hopped his way into the men's bathroom in hopes of meeting up with one extremely lucky young feline fella.\nUpon entry, Danruk realized that the bathrooms were just as well-kept as the rest of the theater. This was quite a rarity, since many places in town neglected to tend to their restrooms, resulting in dire and often-times hazardous consequences for anyone brave enough to pop a squat on a porcelain seat. There was a Chinese crested dragon using one of the standing urinals and three concealed toilet cubicles lay in a row near the back of the room, with a row of sinks lining the mirrored wall on the left. Danruk casually hopped his way into an empty stall and swung the door shut, locking it behind him. Instead of sitting down to enjoy a healthy number-two, he sat down to fondle at himself. He fantasized over himself eating calico-girl out instead, while she gave her Siamese lover a succulent blowjob. The kangaroo grew stiff and rigid at the thought of how her labia-lips would clench shut tightly around his tongue at the very point of orgasm, squirting a small stream of seminal fluid into his open maw, filling his mouth with the taste and scent of her beloved feline essence. And the best part? She'd be a virgin, with fresh unexplored pheromones lingering in the kangaroo's throat, driving his senses bat-shit crazy. Danruk damn-near orgasmed to this fantasy when he heard a small series of grunts and moans, followed by low humming. The humming turned into purring after a moment. Then he could hear a tiny slapping sound, a shuffling, like bedsheets being crumpled and twisted. Danruk held back a boisterous laughing streak, realizing that kitty-boy was in fact masturbating himself stupid in the toilet stall right next door to him. The dragon, long-since exited from the bathroom (without even having washed his scaly hands, that dirty bastard), posed little to no more threat to Danruk and his determined effort to get better-acquainted with this sly, promiscuous young feline fellow. The kangaroo placed a huge gamble on the situation and decided to speak up.\n\"Say, mate… you've certainly found yourself quite a pretty girl. How sweet of you to bring her out on a movie date.\"\nThe shuffling sound ceased immediately, snuffed out of audible range as quick as a gunshot. Then Danruk heard a small chortle.\n\"She's pretty sexy, huh? I am head-over-heels in love with her, ya dig? One of a kind, that girl is. Did you know she's a calico? They're said to be the friskiest cat-girls of 'em all.\"\nDanruk nodded, smiling, relieved to have not been shucked to the wind and told to go to hell.\n\"Evidently so. Say, between you and me…\" Danruk listened closely to ensure there was nobody else in the bathroom… and there wasn't. \"That girl of yours… she must taste awfully sweet, eh?\"\nA small gasp emanated from the next-door stall. \"Woah! Wait… did you… hear us?\"\n\"Didn't just hear you, mate.\"\n\"No way! You mean…\"\n\"Yup. Saw you too.\"\n\"Oh man, that's so…\"\n\"What, embarrassing?\"\n\"Uh, yeah! Shit, man! I was hoping she wouldn't moan too loudly. I'm, uh… sorry if you were disturbed from the movie at all. That really wasn't my intention.\"\n\"Are you kidding? Fuck that stupid-ass movie. It was you two who drew me in to see it.\"\n\"Uh, you aren't some kind of a creepy stalker-type, are you?\"\n\"Of course not, mate. I'm merely a kangaroo with a goal for fun in life.\"\n\"Oh, okay. That’s cool then, I guess.\" A throat cleared and Danruk heard a foot-paw tapping against the white tiled flooring. Then the tiny expanse of silence shattered. \"Hey… uh, can I ask you something weird and personal and probably super-awkward?\"\nDanruk cocked his head, now beyond intrigued. What on earth did this Siamese-cat lad have in mind?\n\"I suppose so, seeing as we're conversing over cunnilingus in a bathroom stall. Couldn't get much more awkward than that, could it?\"\n\"No, I guess not. Heh…\" Danruk heard scratching and presumed this cat-boy was scratching at his head embarrassingly.\n\"So! What's up, kiddo?\" The kangaroo asked aloud.\n\"Uhm… well, okay. Are you, by chance, a virgin?\"\nDanruk's cheeks grew heated with a thick blush and his kangaroo-penis nearly bolted upright like a circus tent-pole.\n\"That depends, young'un. Are you?\"\nDanruk didn't expect a response to his reply, which was why he was beyond stunned to receive one.\n\"Of course I am! That's the thing, you see? We both are. Virgins, I mean. She wants to save herself for the right guy and I've always wanted to save myself for the right girl, but lately… I dunno, I just haven't really felt a passion for girls. Almost as if I've burnt out of that lust-streak. Does that mean I might be gay and I'm just teasing myself? Or is she just not into me as much as I think she is? Oh, I'm so sorry to bring this all down upon you so randomly, a complete stranger, but I don't know who else to turn to! My father is always out of town on business trips and I lost my mother at a young age, I don't have any siblings and all my friends think homosexuality is a curse… so am I fooling myself into believing that this girl will be the one for me? Should I really carry through and pop our cherries, or should I save mine for a better opportune chance?\"\nDanruk sat still for roughly a full minute, lost in thought, attempting to conjure a suitable response. All he could really think of was his lust for virgins though. If there was one thing that really primed his circuits, it was the idea of copulating with a fresh young virgin, be that male or female. Danruk stood up, flushed the toilet purely out of habitual instinct (despite it being perfectly clean and devoid of any waste) and hopped out of his own stall. He knocked on the kitty-boy's stall. After the door was unlocked and pushed open, Danruk glanced down upon a most rigorously handsome young Siamese cat anthro. He was thin yet well-toned with shoulder-length black hair and fetching bright blue eyes, sockets shaped like almond crescents. His nose was small and refined with fluffy tufts of cheek-fur on both sides of his face. His tail, thin and white with a tiny patch of black at its tip, curled up around one of his thighs, shifting and moving slowly like a snake on a tree limb. The cat had pulled his trousers up but Danruk could still see a tiny hint of erect bulge near his crotch. This sight drove the kangaroo into a maddening force of lust-driven inhibitions but he refused to act out upon his impulses… not yet, at least. \n\"If you feel as if women don't thrill you, then you most likely are attracted to men. Look mate, it certainly is not a crime, nor should it be deemed an unsavory preference. You are simply more, uh… shall we say… exclusive with your choices. There's not a thing wrong with that, m'boy.\"\n\"Really? Oh, that's good… so it isn't all just in my head. Thank you.\" Rory fanned his neck with his shirt, catching a little fresh air. \"My name is Rory, by the way, in case I haven't told you yet.\"\n\"Rory. Danruk. Pleased to make your acquaintance.\" The kangaroo held out his small, twiggy arm and shook Rory's hand-paw, warm to the touch and a tiny bit sticky. Danruk began to imagine that hand-paw stroking him off and he lost control of his senses. \n\"So, do you think I should wait? I'd feel terrible asking Cassie to break up with me, but we could still be friends, right? I mean, with benefits, of course… I honestly think I prefer men more-so over women. I just don't want to upset her too heavily by revealing this to her. What should I do?\"\nDanruk thought about it for a moment and a lightbulb illuminated in his 'roo-skull. \n\"Got it!\" He said, snapping his finger-paw briskly. Rory jumped at the sound. \"How about you have me try it out on you, and see if you really still feel tolerant. If not, then you should definitely consider having at it with… Cassie, right?\" Danruk asked, to which Rory nodded in response, wide-eyed and positively awestruck. \"Yes. I wouldn't dare force you into anything you'd rather not feel comfortable trying. However if this bothers you as much as it does - and truly, that appears to be the case - then the least I can do is offer myself to you, as a way of testing the waters, of breaking the mold, as a way to decide if you truly are devoted to men or women in your life. Some swing with both, others have special preferences. Maybe I could guide you, offer some assistance to determine what clicks best for you?\"\n[i]Yeah, maybe I can fuck your brains out and stretch your tight, tender young tailhole wide, you sexy kitty-boy fucker…[/i]\n\"Okay, sure. Just… go easy on me, 'kay? This is my first time, after all.\"\nDanruk felt his heart leap to his throat, gagging him briefly, cutting off all air circulation to his limbs and lungs. \n\"A-a-are… are you sure?\"\nRory nodded, standing up, letting his trousers slip down between his ankles, raising his tail and turning around to expose his rump to Danruk, bending down slightly to present himself admirably, casting out a glorious invitation to the kangaroo. \n\"It'll be our little secret.\"\nDanruk huffed and leaped up onto the toilet stall, feet planted upon the rim of the bowl, tail pressed against the door of the stall for balance and support. As he rubbed his throbbing 'roo-cock against Rory's furry butt-cheeks, Rory gasped and looked back at Danruk, making direct eye contact. Damn, was he feverishly attractive from this angle! \"I almost forgot to ask, but… are you clean?\"\n\"Eh?\" Danruk didn't catch onto the question at first.\n\"Clean. Y'know, no AIDS, no HIV, no STDs… clean. Shouldn't we be wearing condoms?\"\nDanruk squinted his eyes and scrunched his nose up into a small sneer. Then he reeled his head back and laughed out loud, snorting in-between breaths. Rory curved a corner of his lip upward into a tiny cat's grin and he too followed suit, laughing hysterically. Danruk wound himself down from the laughing spell, wiping tears from his eyelids. \n\"Kid… Rory, believe me when I say I'm as clean as the Virgin Mary. You have nothing to worry about in that regard.\"\nRory nodded, grinning, also catching a breath from his excessive laughing-fit. Danruk grasped at Rory's hips and with one quick thrust, he prodded himself deep into Rory's tailhole. The cat meowed and screeched aloud, eyes rolling back into his head, shocked at how astonishingly good a dick up one's ass could feel. Before this very moment, Rory had never knew how sensitive the prostate region was, especially when fondled at. Danruk continued to thrust and hump into Rory, poking and prodding at that spongy sensitive area. Danruk moaned and grunted, blue fedora clamped down tightly upon his head, tail pressed against the door and feet planted upon the toilet seat's edge, as he gave Rory a proper butt-fucking. Rory's ass was on fire, clenching tightly around Danruk's cock repeatedly, in-between mewling groans and purring-fits. Rory grabbed at one of Danruk's hand-paws and licked at his fingertips passionately, pussy-juice slipping against the fur-speckled digits. His rough tongue tickled Danruk delightfully as his testicles smacked against Rory's backside, tail wrapped snugly around Danruk's waist. Before long, Danruk leaned forward and hoisted Rory's body close to his own, arms wrapped around his chest, head planted in the crook of the kitty-boy's neck, breathing deep and heavily. Danruk reached down and grabbed at Rory's cat-cock, erect and barbed like a small cactus. His dick felt like one of those bumpy chew-toys that dogs loved to play with. Danruk fantasized watching Rory get fucked by a dog while he sucked off the kangaroo, receiving the knot on his hand-paws and knees like a good obedient little pussy-bitch. Then he felt a swooning sensation of tingling overpower his senses and his hips went numb with ecstasy. Rory ejaculated upward, squirting white cum upon his chest and on the chin of the kangaroo. Danruk caught a whiff of Rory's potent musk and he too gave into his desires, enduring a thick and satisfactory orgasm, draining his seed balls-deep into Rory's back-side. The kitty-boy panted, turned his head back and licked his own semen clean from Danruk's chin, then proceeded to lap at the kangaroo's cheek lovingly, toe-paws curled against his thighs, arms reached back over his head to grasp against the kangaroo's neck, sustained in a delirious fit of passion. \n\"Ah… my God… that… you… I've never… could've imagined…\" Rory stuttered, trying to find the right words. Danruk pressed a single finger-paw to his lips, shushing him. \n\"Now do you think you'll be able to handle losing yourself to Cassie?\"\nRory nodded excitably, smiling wide, revealing a fine set of pearly-white teeth. Danruk returned the smile with a formidable grin of his own. They cuddled for a moment in the bathroom stall, savoring each other's warmth, when Rory came up with an extremely arousing and beyond-sexy idea. When he explained it to Danruk, he received a second round of buggery, this time up against the door of the stall, pinned like a tack, fucked hard up his bum, legs wrapped tightly around Danruk's waist, head spinning with a cloudy sense of cum-drunkenness. \nRory, dried off of any excess kangaroo sperm around his backside, re-entered the screening room. When he approached Cassie, she spread her legs wide and beckoned him to her, insistent and needy. Instead, Rory asked if she'd be willing to come into the bathroom with him. She told Rory that she'd be willing to come however he saw fit, which excited and perked Rory's cat-hood back up ten-fold. Only this time he wasn't fantasizing about how sexy it would be to penetrate her himself… this time, he was more interested in seeing how well she could take an ass-full of kangaroo dick. He lavished in the idea of face-fucking her, while his new friend and sexual mentor Danruk the kangaroo, with a larger-than-life outlook on things and an equally large blue fedora placed upon his head, granted the girl with the sweet gift of sodomy. By now, the stupid-ass movie was all but forgotten about. Luckily, not very many other men needed to use the bathroom. Rory thought he'd make ends meet swinging both ways after all.\nEND", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Danruk snickered beneath his breath at the saucy couple in front of him in line at the box office to the local movie theater.
Two young tabbies, a calico girl and a Siamese boy, flirted and fondled with each other. The kangaroo adjusted his blue fedora and cleared his throat, trying to act as subtle as possible, despite the slight hankering erection growing below his pouch.
Play your cool, mate… no need to cause anyone to faint at your excess. Not yet, at least. Heheh…
After the felines purchased their admission tickets, Danruk hopped to the box-office and asked the ticket usher what movie the last customers had made a purchase of. The usher, a handsome skunk guy who couldn't be a day over twenty, pointed to a placard advert depicting a B-side horror-comedy indie-flick. Danruk rolled his eyes, shrugged and paid for a matinee-price admission. When the skunk asked for a ten-dollar bill with no change to spare, the kangaroo gasped and snorted.
Stupid prices, always getting jacked to epic proportions. Damn these movie studios and their big-budget blockbuster productions!
Instead of pitching an epic bitch-fit, Danruk followed suit and paid promptly. The skunk cast an uncertain glance at the kangaroo, hoping to the Gods of quality entertainment that this rather hefty-sized macropod fella didn't leap up and kick in the window to strangle him over the theater's over-charged ticket prices. After the kangaroo hopped away and through the doors of the Grand Marquis, skunk-boy took a deep breath and exhaled with relief, resuming his ticket-selling duties swiftly.
The theater was a historic relic, reminiscent of classic opera houses from days of old. Above red-checkered carpeting hung a beautiful chandelier adorned with lights and imitation-diamonds. A rather pretty set-piece to compliment the main lobby as a whole. Furs of all ages swarmed across the carpet, conversing amongst themselves. Danruk's tail swung back and forth, nearly tripping a pair of koala cubs as he bounded his way towards the concession counter, ready to burn another sizeable hole into his wallet. Popcorn and soda pop should never cost more than a movie ticket, at least it never did before, not back when he was just a joey, a wee-lad. Nowadays, entertainment value always found an uncomfortable way of changing and Danruk knew he either had to jump on the train of progress or be flung into the corn-fields of nostalgia.
A wolf couple were dueling over a fighting game in a small arcade booth located on the right side of the large room. A family of cheetahs stood before a cardboard cut-out of Darrel Mendoza, some famous movie actor or another, on the left, capturing snapshots of themselves basking in adulation over his company. Danruk felt quite frankly that the fox-coon was full of himself, not worthy to be ranked among the pantheons of fine furry actors. But what could he possibly do about it? Write a letter to Hollywood studio execs? Nah, talent came few and far between. Let that dumb-bolt have his spotlight. Soon enough, he'd be another washed-up bum working on SciFi Shark Week feature specials. This thought traveled through the kangaroo's mind in the blink of an eye as he approached a large glass concession booth, filled with colorful boxes of candy and pre-packaged kettle corn. On top of the counter, empty popcorn bags and beverage cups were displayed, reassuring the patrons of what sizes they paid for. Three cash registers were located in strategically-positioned spots, surrounded by napkin and straw dispensers. The snack-bar operators, a tiger and two foxes, worked and rushed to fill orders and collect well-earned money for the studios responsible for ripping these lovely furs off in the first place. Danruk approached one of the foxes, a sly arctic fellow with a fancy outfit. At least these jerks had a dress code, lo and behold.
"Hello to you, sir! May I interest you in a snack-pak deal? It's good until the end of the month. You won't get a better bargain for your buck, I can assure you."
At the fox's remark, a large elk-anthro glanced over and scoffed aloud, obviously perturbed by the reference to one of his distant cousins. Danruk thought about the deal for a brief moment, tail whacking against the carpet rhythmically, then he nodded and grinned at the fox.
"Sure, mate. I'll jump on that deal. Gimme a, uh… water to drink, I guess." Danruk said, voice low and distinctive with an Aussie accent.
"Of course! PETE, snack-pak for the fine 'roo-gent and a cup of H-two-O! Would you care for anything else today, sir?"
"Nope. That'll do." Danruk said, shaking his head, reaching into his vest pocket for more money.
"Excellent. We'll have that right up for you. Please enjoy your film!"
Fat fucking chance, pal.
Danruk removed a twenty and slapped it onto the counter. As he received his snack-pak, he caught sight of the feline couple from the left corner of his peripheral vision. He cocked his head back and saw them, the frisky duo, walking up a sloped ramp towards the theaters in the back of the building. He shook his head, collected his change from the fancy fox, pocketed it without counting it out and made his way toward theater number three, presenting "Dead Dogs Dilemma!", a crafty (if not completely stupid) parody-satire of a Trump-era America overrun by flesh-eating zombie-dogs with a crooked right-wing agenda. How people can get paid to come up with lame shit like this always confused Danruk to no end.
The hallways leading to the theaters were plastered with movie posters. Some were currently playing while others were listed as "Coming Soon!" adorned with marquee strips of flashing lights around the edges of their frames. One of these posters showed a mug-shot of Darrel, that a-hole fox-coon wannabe-actor. Danruk snorted and whapped the frame of the poster with his tail, knocking the picture into a crooked angle. He giggled and flipped off the poster shot of the fox-coon then nearly trampled over an elderly couple exiting from a rom-com that had let out in the theater next door, clumsily weaving free of their path, apologizing hastily to them.
Danruk hopped into the largest theater in the place, dim except for a baker's dozen amount of lit candelabras positioned all around the interior of the large screening room. Cozy reclining seats in rows aplenty graced the room, with a guard-rail set at the bottom of the large white projection screen, now showing local advertisements. Danruk cleared his throat and decided upon where to sit. He eventually settled for a seat in the rear, on the left side, so as not to annoy anyone behind him with his large fedora cap. As the kangaroo bounded into place, settling down snug as a bug in his seat (complete with tail-holes for anthro theatergoers), he noticed that he was sitting directly behind the two cats. The calico whispered into the Siamese's ear and the Siamese chuckled, rubbing the calico's knee, exposed from a short velvety-smooth purple skirt. Danruk wondered if there were any panties on beneath that skirt and excused the thought out of respect for their well-being. Surely young couples didn't find solace in the pleasure of each other's company at a dipshit movie such as this? The theater was about one-third filled with a younger audience, ranging from mostly teenagers to a few elders. Danruk imagined that they were parents dragged along for the show, less than enthused about watching such an ignorant film while many other tasks could be done on their spare time. Danruk thought back to the days when he'd bribe his own parents into seeing the latest action flick or the newest comedy feature. He had it easy back in those days, no worries at all, no discrepancies about over-charged shitty popcorn and stale iron-tasting water.
Oh well! Hey, at least this crummy little town actually has a movie theater. Some places don't even have that much, so I should be grateful for this small slice of escapism heaven, at least.
The door was shut, cutting off the hallway's stark fluorescents from outside. A voice rose up and spoke to the audience, insisting that all cell-phones be silenced and no texting or video-recording shall be tolerated. Also to refrain from smoking and drinking. Danruk was glad that this theater still enforced such rules and regulations. If there was one thing he couldn't stand, it was to be fully immersed in a tense dramatic scene in an amazing movie, only to be distracted abruptly by some asshole's ignorant ring-tone. Barking puppies, meowing kittens, bells and waves and beep-blip-bloops, all made to ruin a poignant movie moment. No fun!
As soon as the lights dimmed and the upcoming movie trailers had wrapped up, showing promising previews of films that would either bomb and sizzle out of public memory or succeed in years from now, the main film began. The opening credits rolled in large bloodied text from the bottom of the white movie screen up to the top-edge, complimented with large red draperies. Danruk sat patiently, hoping the movie wouldn't suck far too heavily, which most horror-comedies did all too often lately.
It wasn't but twenty minutes into the film when he heard a soft girlish moan emanate from the seat in front of him.
Danruk's eyebrows raised up and curled into a curve, intrepidly curious as to why the calico-gal would make such a distinct sound. Was she getting a massage between her thighs from her Siamese-guy lover? Suddenly the stupid movie seemed far less interesting to Danruk. His new determination was set in stone - he'd sneak a peek at whatever was going on in front of him. The kangaroo knelt down to the floor between the rows of seats. Sticky with spilt soda and littered with popcorn kernels and candy wrappers, Danruk crawled around the outer-edge seat in front of his own and caught a hefty eyeful. Siamese-boy was knelt down in front of Calico-girl's seat, holding her thighs apart and dutifully munching her out. She must've tasted delicious, for he never even eased up a bit. All of a sudden, Danruk felt like both the luckiest kangaroo ever and the most embarrassed voyeur in all of existence. He was literally witnessing a grand act of cunnilingus performed during the film he'd unwillingly purchased admission into, on the grounds of satiating his curiosity with these two younger felines, little did he know that the pussies would engage in pussy-scarfing. After a few minutes of luscious snacking, the adventurers subsided from their fleshy coral-sea-diving expedition for a momentary break, to catch their breaths, to wipe his chin and her inner-thighs down a bit. The young male cat excused himself to the bathroom, preferably to rub one out, more than likely. The female nodded, inhaled deep and shivered with lust, sighing softly. Danruk was mortified over the idea of getting caught peeping in on the action, so he slumped himself back behind the seat. In the process, his tail got caught between an armrest and a chair. He stifled a loud braying cry, biting down on his lower lip, channeling all his willpower not to holler out like a spoiled boy with a tantrum over being denied a chocolate bar. Danruk reached back and grabbed hold of his tail, rubbing the spot that got pinned down, vibrantly tender and painfully sensitive. As he held back tears of rage and pain, Siamese-boy walked down a path set between the rear-most seats and a large velvet-draped wall housing the projector booth high above the ground floor. Danruk hoisted himself up with surprising silence from the ground, reclaiming his balance, dusting off popcorn kernels from his knees and resetting his blue fedora, knocked crooked by the sudden retreat away from the row in front of him. Danruk had an interesting idea in mind. Hopefully Calico-girl wouldn't mind any. When he was on the verge of hop-stepping away, he glanced back and saw her laying sprawled out on her seat, breathing heavily, rubbing at that sensory-spot on her head behind her ears. Her tail jerked and twitched and Danruk could literally hear (no, feel) her purring, even when he trip-hopped away from his seat to accompany kitty-boy in the bathroom stall.
The lobby was all but abandoned. The only furs Danruk saw were employees, dressed in red and white work-shirts with black slacks, performing numerous cleaning duties. A tiger was vacuuming the carpet in front of the concession stand, probably the same one from the snack bar seen earlier. A rat had a rag and soapy water, spraying and wiping down the building's luxurious windows. A blue jay had unpacked a new cardboard display and was in the process of building it, with two vixens watching his progress attentively. One of the vixens had a large gold name-plate pinned to her vest, while the others had simple white name-plates. Danruk presumed her to be the manager. Not even hesitating for a moment, he hopped his way into the men's bathroom in hopes of meeting up with one extremely lucky young feline fella.
Upon entry, Danruk realized that the bathrooms were just as well-kept as the rest of the theater. This was quite a rarity, since many places in town neglected to tend to their restrooms, resulting in dire and often-times hazardous consequences for anyone brave enough to pop a squat on a porcelain seat. There was a Chinese crested dragon using one of the standing urinals and three concealed toilet cubicles lay in a row near the back of the room, with a row of sinks lining the mirrored wall on the left. Danruk casually hopped his way into an empty stall and swung the door shut, locking it behind him. Instead of sitting down to enjoy a healthy number-two, he sat down to fondle at himself. He fantasized over himself eating calico-girl out instead, while she gave her Siamese lover a succulent blowjob. The kangaroo grew stiff and rigid at the thought of how her labia-lips would clench shut tightly around his tongue at the very point of orgasm, squirting a small stream of seminal fluid into his open maw, filling his mouth with the taste and scent of her beloved feline essence. And the best part? She'd be a virgin, with fresh unexplored pheromones lingering in the kangaroo's throat, driving his senses bat-shit crazy. Danruk damn-near orgasmed to this fantasy when he heard a small series of grunts and moans, followed by low humming. The humming turned into purring after a moment. Then he could hear a tiny slapping sound, a shuffling, like bedsheets being crumpled and twisted. Danruk held back a boisterous laughing streak, realizing that kitty-boy was in fact masturbating himself stupid in the toilet stall right next door to him. The dragon, long-since exited from the bathroom (without even having washed his scaly hands, that dirty bastard), posed little to no more threat to Danruk and his determined effort to get better-acquainted with this sly, promiscuous young feline fellow. The kangaroo placed a huge gamble on the situation and decided to speak up.
"Say, mate… you've certainly found yourself quite a pretty girl. How sweet of you to bring her out on a movie date."
The shuffling sound ceased immediately, snuffed out of audible range as quick as a gunshot. Then Danruk heard a small chortle.
"She's pretty sexy, huh? I am head-over-heels in love with her, ya dig? One of a kind, that girl is. Did you know she's a calico? They're said to be the friskiest cat-girls of 'em all."
Danruk nodded, smiling, relieved to have not been shucked to the wind and told to go to hell.
"Evidently so. Say, between you and me…" Danruk listened closely to ensure there was nobody else in the bathroom… and there wasn't. "That girl of yours… she must taste awfully sweet, eh?"
A small gasp emanated from the next-door stall. "Woah! Wait… did you… hear us?"
"Didn't just hear you, mate."
"No way! You mean…"
"Yup. Saw you too."
"Oh man, that's so…"
"What, embarrassing?"
"Uh, yeah! Shit, man! I was hoping she wouldn't moan too loudly. I'm, uh… sorry if you were disturbed from the movie at all. That really wasn't my intention."
"Are you kidding? Fuck that stupid-ass movie. It was you two who drew me in to see it."
"Uh, you aren't some kind of a creepy stalker-type, are you?"
"Of course not, mate. I'm merely a kangaroo with a goal for fun in life."
"Oh, okay. That’s cool then, I guess." A throat cleared and Danruk heard a foot-paw tapping against the white tiled flooring. Then the tiny expanse of silence shattered. "Hey… uh, can I ask you something weird and personal and probably super-awkward?"
Danruk cocked his head, now beyond intrigued. What on earth did this Siamese-cat lad have in mind?
"I suppose so, seeing as we're conversing over cunnilingus in a bathroom stall. Couldn't get much more awkward than that, could it?"
"No, I guess not. Heh…" Danruk heard scratching and presumed this cat-boy was scratching at his head embarrassingly.
"So! What's up, kiddo?" The kangaroo asked aloud.
"Uhm… well, okay. Are you, by chance, a virgin?"
Danruk's cheeks grew heated with a thick blush and his kangaroo-penis nearly bolted upright like a circus tent-pole.
"That depends, young'un. Are you?"
Danruk didn't expect a response to his reply, which was why he was beyond stunned to receive one.
"Of course I am! That's the thing, you see? We both are. Virgins, I mean. She wants to save herself for the right guy and I've always wanted to save myself for the right girl, but lately… I dunno, I just haven't really felt a passion for girls. Almost as if I've burnt out of that lust-streak. Does that mean I might be gay and I'm just teasing myself? Or is she just not into me as much as I think she is? Oh, I'm so sorry to bring this all down upon you so randomly, a complete stranger, but I don't know who else to turn to! My father is always out of town on business trips and I lost my mother at a young age, I don't have any siblings and all my friends think homosexuality is a curse… so am I fooling myself into believing that this girl will be the one for me? Should I really carry through and pop our cherries, or should I save mine for a better opportune chance?"
Danruk sat still for roughly a full minute, lost in thought, attempting to conjure a suitable response. All he could really think of was his lust for virgins though. If there was one thing that really primed his circuits, it was the idea of copulating with a fresh young virgin, be that male or female. Danruk stood up, flushed the toilet purely out of habitual instinct (despite it being perfectly clean and devoid of any waste) and hopped out of his own stall. He knocked on the kitty-boy's stall. After the door was unlocked and pushed open, Danruk glanced down upon a most rigorously handsome young Siamese cat anthro. He was thin yet well-toned with shoulder-length black hair and fetching bright blue eyes, sockets shaped like almond crescents. His nose was small and refined with fluffy tufts of cheek-fur on both sides of his face. His tail, thin and white with a tiny patch of black at its tip, curled up around one of his thighs, shifting and moving slowly like a snake on a tree limb. The cat had pulled his trousers up but Danruk could still see a tiny hint of erect bulge near his crotch. This sight drove the kangaroo into a maddening force of lust-driven inhibitions but he refused to act out upon his impulses… not yet, at least.
"If you feel as if women don't thrill you, then you most likely are attracted to men. Look mate, it certainly is not a crime, nor should it be deemed an unsavory preference. You are simply more, uh… shall we say… exclusive with your choices. There's not a thing wrong with that, m'boy."
"Really? Oh, that's good… so it isn't all just in my head. Thank you." Rory fanned his neck with his shirt, catching a little fresh air. "My name is Rory, by the way, in case I haven't told you yet."
"Rory. Danruk. Pleased to make your acquaintance." The kangaroo held out his small, twiggy arm and shook Rory's hand-paw, warm to the touch and a tiny bit sticky. Danruk began to imagine that hand-paw stroking him off and he lost control of his senses.
"So, do you think I should wait? I'd feel terrible asking Cassie to break up with me, but we could still be friends, right? I mean, with benefits, of course… I honestly think I prefer men more-so over women. I just don't want to upset her too heavily by revealing this to her. What should I do?"
Danruk thought about it for a moment and a lightbulb illuminated in his 'roo-skull.
"Got it!" He said, snapping his finger-paw briskly. Rory jumped at the sound. "How about you have me try it out on you, and see if you really still feel tolerant. If not, then you should definitely consider having at it with… Cassie, right?" Danruk asked, to which Rory nodded in response, wide-eyed and positively awestruck. "Yes. I wouldn't dare force you into anything you'd rather not feel comfortable trying. However if this bothers you as much as it does - and truly, that appears to be the case - then the least I can do is offer myself to you, as a way of testing the waters, of breaking the mold, as a way to decide if you truly are devoted to men or women in your life. Some swing with both, others have special preferences. Maybe I could guide you, offer some assistance to determine what clicks best for you?"
Yeah, maybe I can fuck your brains out and stretch your tight, tender young tailhole wide, you sexy kitty-boy fucker…
"Okay, sure. Just… go easy on me, 'kay? This is my first time, after all."
Danruk felt his heart leap to his throat, gagging him briefly, cutting off all air circulation to his limbs and lungs.
"A-a-are… are you sure?"
Rory nodded, standing up, letting his trousers slip down between his ankles, raising his tail and turning around to expose his rump to Danruk, bending down slightly to present himself admirably, casting out a glorious invitation to the kangaroo.
"It'll be our little secret."
Danruk huffed and leaped up onto the toilet stall, feet planted upon the rim of the bowl, tail pressed against the door of the stall for balance and support. As he rubbed his throbbing 'roo-cock against Rory's furry butt-cheeks, Rory gasped and looked back at Danruk, making direct eye contact. Damn, was he feverishly attractive from this angle! "I almost forgot to ask, but… are you clean?"
"Eh?" Danruk didn't catch onto the question at first.
"Clean. Y'know, no AIDS, no HIV, no STDs… clean. Shouldn't we be wearing condoms?"
Danruk squinted his eyes and scrunched his nose up into a small sneer. Then he reeled his head back and laughed out loud, snorting in-between breaths. Rory curved a corner of his lip upward into a tiny cat's grin and he too followed suit, laughing hysterically. Danruk wound himself down from the laughing spell, wiping tears from his eyelids.
"Kid… Rory, believe me when I say I'm as clean as the Virgin Mary. You have nothing to worry about in that regard."
Rory nodded, grinning, also catching a breath from his excessive laughing-fit. Danruk grasped at Rory's hips and with one quick thrust, he prodded himself deep into Rory's tailhole. The cat meowed and screeched aloud, eyes rolling back into his head, shocked at how astonishingly good a dick up one's ass could feel. Before this very moment, Rory had never knew how sensitive the prostate region was, especially when fondled at. Danruk continued to thrust and hump into Rory, poking and prodding at that spongy sensitive area. Danruk moaned and grunted, blue fedora clamped down tightly upon his head, tail pressed against the door and feet planted upon the toilet seat's edge, as he gave Rory a proper butt-fucking. Rory's ass was on fire, clenching tightly around Danruk's cock repeatedly, in-between mewling groans and purring-fits. Rory grabbed at one of Danruk's hand-paws and licked at his fingertips passionately, pussy-juice slipping against the fur-speckled digits. His rough tongue tickled Danruk delightfully as his testicles smacked against Rory's backside, tail wrapped snugly around Danruk's waist. Before long, Danruk leaned forward and hoisted Rory's body close to his own, arms wrapped around his chest, head planted in the crook of the kitty-boy's neck, breathing deep and heavily. Danruk reached down and grabbed at Rory's cat-cock, erect and barbed like a small cactus. His dick felt like one of those bumpy chew-toys that dogs loved to play with. Danruk fantasized watching Rory get fucked by a dog while he sucked off the kangaroo, receiving the knot on his hand-paws and knees like a good obedient little pussy-bitch. Then he felt a swooning sensation of tingling overpower his senses and his hips went numb with ecstasy. Rory ejaculated upward, squirting white cum upon his chest and on the chin of the kangaroo. Danruk caught a whiff of Rory's potent musk and he too gave into his desires, enduring a thick and satisfactory orgasm, draining his seed balls-deep into Rory's back-side. The kitty-boy panted, turned his head back and licked his own semen clean from Danruk's chin, then proceeded to lap at the kangaroo's cheek lovingly, toe-paws curled against his thighs, arms reached back over his head to grasp against the kangaroo's neck, sustained in a delirious fit of passion.
"Ah… my God… that… you… I've never… could've imagined…" Rory stuttered, trying to find the right words. Danruk pressed a single finger-paw to his lips, shushing him.
"Now do you think you'll be able to handle losing yourself to Cassie?"
Rory nodded excitably, smiling wide, revealing a fine set of pearly-white teeth. Danruk returned the smile with a formidable grin of his own. They cuddled for a moment in the bathroom stall, savoring each other's warmth, when Rory came up with an extremely arousing and beyond-sexy idea. When he explained it to Danruk, he received a second round of buggery, this time up against the door of the stall, pinned like a tack, fucked hard up his bum, legs wrapped tightly around Danruk's waist, head spinning with a cloudy sense of cum-drunkenness.
Rory, dried off of any excess kangaroo sperm around his backside, re-entered the screening room. When he approached Cassie, she spread her legs wide and beckoned him to her, insistent and needy. Instead, Rory asked if she'd be willing to come into the bathroom with him. She told Rory that she'd be willing to come however he saw fit, which excited and perked Rory's cat-hood back up ten-fold. Only this time he wasn't fantasizing about how sexy it would be to penetrate her himself… this time, he was more interested in seeing how well she could take an ass-full of kangaroo dick. He lavished in the idea of face-fucking her, while his new friend and sexual mentor Danruk the kangaroo, with a larger-than-life outlook on things and an equally large blue fedora placed upon his head, granted the girl with the sweet gift of sodomy. By now, the stupid-ass movie was all but forgotten about. Luckily, not very many other men needed to use the bathroom. Rory thought he'd make ends meet swinging both ways after all.
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