"Yes, sir."Yes, sir." "Aaden... Open him up for me." I glanced over at Aaden, and heard him say, "With pleasure, sir." I saw him in the mirror walk over between my legs, and he said "You have no idea how much I enjoy this, Shardik." With his claws at the crotch of my jeans he tore a small hole. He grabbed at the hole with both paws and tore my pants apart, reverting to the pair of scissors he had with him only when he reached the waistband. His fingers gently caressed my asshole with some warm lubricant, and I could see him in the mirror stroking himself to full hardness with his other paw. He turned his attention from his cock to my butt, and pressed the one against the other. I could feel the pressure, and I was ready for him this time. I let him in, feeling my asshole clamp down on his cock as it slid into me. But he is so long, as he pressed his hips against my ass he pressed painfully far, rearranging my insides, but I liked him there. I looked up into his furred face, the single white stripe beginning at the bridge of his muzzle and progressing all the way over his head and, although I couldn't see it, down his back and then up his tail. |