Fill Me Again by tannim July 31, 2011 Greeber prowled around the nighttime darkness. He was hot again. It had finally rained after a long summer heat and it was finally cool enough to be hot. His tail flicked, it'd been days since he'd last been fucked. He could feel his ass tightening from lack of use, which explained his building need. The feral cat sniffed out another cat, then hissed when he found it was female. Normally he'd be happy to breed one, but he was in the mood for a nice male instead. His small feline member did peak out of his sheath as he hurried past her. It wanted her, but his hungry ass wanted something more masculine. Another sniff to the air and he let out a hopeful mewling noise. Down an alley he found what he needed. A large funny male lay passed out on the pavement. It wasn't a feline, it wasn't feral, it wasn't even his size, but it was male and the important parts were fully exposed. That was all Greeber needed to prance over for some sex. The bipedal raccoon didn't move much, laying and emitting the occasional groan of the recently mugged, even when a soft furry cheek nuzzled his bare cock. He'd lost his pants, his shoes, even his underwear, but he hadn't lost the erection he'd anticipated using just a few minutes before. With the massive bump on his head even the cat's rough tongue dragging over his glans didn't wake him. Greeber rubbed both his cheeks over the masculine rod from base to curved tip while licking. Experience showed they were easier to control, and fit in, if he nuzzle and licked. He saw no reason it wouldn't help there. When he backed onto the mans shaft, he proved himself correct. It's tip popped right in. The cat had to squirm a bit to take the large anthro member but that just made him happier. The coonish curve didn't bother him any, either. Hard and filling, that was what was important. Species was never a concern for him. Greeber's tail flicked rapidly from side to side as he backed up bit by bit. It was every bit as filling as the last had been only without the endless petting to distract him from the pleasure. Just another few pushes and he had close to half the man's length stretching him open inside. The feral cat pulled himself off the unconscious man's cock just an inch, then took it right back in. His ears flattened from the pressure inside his bowels as well as from the nice feeling of his own balls dragging against the coon's fur. He had to bend a bit to let the big male's member slip deeper but he was flexible enough. Every push back sank it in further, but every push made it more difficult to take any more. With the bipedal raccoon's erection about twice as thick as Greeber's paw, he took up a great deal of space inside the lusty cat. He'd had plenty of slack inside at first, but with just past half the coon's length, he was about full. Greeber wasn't satisfied, though. He had to completely fill himself before his hungry butt would let him get to actually thrusting on that musky male meat. At last, he couldn't take anymore in, with just two inches left on his unconscious lover, and he pawed at the man's thigh like a feeding kitten. Greeber purred loudly for several seconds before he again pushed off and backed back on. Whether he had to do the work or the male mounting him did it, it made him happy either way. Working it himself was slightly less satisfying but in the end he got what he wanted. His grunts and yowls were loud. His hisses and snarls were too. His cock stiffened as he worked though it was his prostate that got the workout. Every thrust ground the coon's dick against it and gave the happy feeling he'd come to love. Greeber took his time at first, but the minutes went buy and though his own dick was leaking pre, his mate didn't seem any closer to blowing. He sped up, rocking his body awkwardly to try to please the other male better. It didn't get exactly what he wanted, but it did draw out a low groan from his mount after a bit more horny rutting. The coon sat up, having no idea of anything other than the nasty headache from where he had been clubbed. Only when he noticed the mewls coming from his lap did he feel the cat in his lap. Finding Greeber's ass jamming up and down his cock energetically was enough to shock him fully awake. With that shock came a wave of sexual pleasure that greatly reduced his headache. It didn't last long, however. Just a few seconds after he realized the cat was there, the coon stiffened and came. Greeber let out a loud rowl and snugged his butt back as deep as he could until the coon's cum stopped filling him. He was disappointed that his lover's shaft softened almost immediately after the orgasm, though he did enjoy how it felt sliding out of him. The cat turned to look at the much larger and still quite dazed raccoon. He playfully bat at the spent manhood, still just a bit rigid from the bacula inside, but it didn't fill out again for him. Greeber huffed and wiggled his butt, then walked over to the alley wall and stretched, his tail lifted high in invitation with his butt out. Cum leaked a bit from his hole to brush against his large, for a house cat, prominent feline balls. His cute little penis hung down between his legs like a small pink pencil nub. Greeber let out a hopeful mew to draw the man's attention again. When that didn't work, he pawed at the ground to again show his interest. Another wiggle of his butt and the cat reared up to dig his claws into the wall like a scratching post. His back arched broadly downward, his head looked back at his slowly recovering new friend and he let his cum slicked ass gape loosely while giving another hungry mewl. The coon simply watched him, then got up and staggered away. Behind him, Greeber hopped back down, glared in disdain, and ran off in search of a more satisfying lover. If he was going to be filled properly, he'd need a much better male. A memory of a past lover floated through his simple feline mind and he turned toward a distant part of town. A big male with a big dick was just what he needed, even if it DID sort of look and smell like a dog.