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This story was written for Teriyaki as one of their Patreon commissions for August. It contains M/M sex between consenting adults and scent-play related lewdness. :3

Takai's Temptation

As Takai wandered through the grocery store gathering items for his weekly shop, he could see people looking at him. Figures of all species, mostly men of course, looking up from their baskets and widening their eyes slightly as their nostrils flared. Inevitably they looked around before finally turning their gaze towards him, noses catching the direction of the scent and following it to its source. To him.

The rat tapped one foot gently against the ground as he stood before shelves stacked high with boxes of cereal, two white cables protruding from the pink of his ears while loud, energetic pop music pumped into his mind. He grasped a box of his favourite honey-flavoured flakes, but before he could slip it into the basket resting on the floor beside him Takai became suddenly and intensely aware of a presence in his immediate sphere of influence. His left hand drifted upward and flicked loose the ear-bud resting there, the other releasing the box of cereal to move down to his jacket pocket and pause the music playing in his other ear. He turned, and smiled pleasantly at the figure standing before him.

"Uh...hi?"

The raccoon squirmed upon the spot, blushing while his hands idly played with his lush ringed tail where it rose up between his legs. He was dressed in the familiar and rather unattractively pale green uniform of the shop's staff, but despite the rather loogie-green hue of his attire the younger guy, probably not even beyond college age quite yet, was definitely cute.

"Hi. I... uh... I w-was just wondering... is there anything I can help you with today, S-Sir?"

Takai must only have been four or five years the raccoon's senior, but he found himself being addressed as though he were some sort of celebrity. The rat was used to this however, so he didn't comment upon it in the slightest. He simply smiled and shook his head.

"No, I'm fine, thank you."

He turned back towards the cereal expecting the raccoon to move on, but of course a moment or so later he felt a trembling hand reaching out to touch him upon the arm, stroking helplessly, pitifully at the fabric of his jacket just below the shoulder. Patiently he looked back to the shop assistant, eyebrows raised with the kind of curiosity that made no secret of the fact that he knew exactly what was wanted of him.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can help with, Sir? Nothing I can... do for you? I..."

The raccoon shuddered, his hands releasing his tail which swept back down between his legs and revealed the sizeable tent in the front of his dark slacks. He rose up on his tip-toes towards the taller rat, leaning in to whisper to Takai pleadingly.

"I could take you into the back. Suck your cock. I... I've never been with a man before, but... I'd let you fuck me. Please?"

Takai looked around. The shop was relatively quiet at this time of the morning, and enough of the rest of the staff were guys that even if they were caught in the act somewhere it might not have ended up being the worst thing in the world. He smiled, and opened his muzzle ready to oblige the raccoon. Just before he could however his right foot shifted slightly, bumping into the basket of his groceries that he'd gathered so far. A soft sigh escaped the rat. He had chores to do. Errands to run. Smiling warmly he turned towards the raccoon. He faced the blushing, squirming and obviously intensely aroused younger male and almost intimately began to unzip the front of his jacket. He smirked as the raccoon gave an audible whimper of lust as he saw bare fur beneath, no shirt or t-shirt covering the creamy softness of the rodent's chest. For just a moment he reached within and rubbed one of his pink, furless paws against his left flank, against one particular spot, then withdrew it once more.

He pressed that hand to the raccoon's face, waving his fingers beneath the other man's nose and chuckling as a glazed, stunned look crossed the raccoon's features. Glancing down briefly, Takai saw a name badge resting upon the worker's shirt.

"Geoffrey. I want you to go into the back. To go to the bathroom, lock yourself in a stall, and jerk off for me. I'll be so happy. I'll be so horny knowing that you're doing that for me, even if I can't be there myself. Okay?"

Blankly, overwhelmed and turned on to the point of near madness, the raccoon nodded. He smiled goofily as he took a deep breath, breathing in the musk which lingered heavily upon Takai's fingers after his contact with one of his scent glands, then turned away. With his arousal still obviously visible to both the rat and anyone else who might be looking the raccoon stumbled hurriedly off towards the rear of the store, almost hypnotically enchanted in his mindless eager desperation to do as the undeniably, unbearably sexy rat had asked of him.

Takai meanwhile resumed his shopping, smirking as he wondered how long it would be before the raccoon emerged once more, flushed in the face, highly satisfied but probably a little confused as to why he had found that man so attractive. Assuming that he didn't normally find men attractive, of course. It was hard to tell so often, as when any man got a whiff of his scent, his unique and overwhelmingly intoxicating musk, whatever sexuality and its inherent attractions a man might have possessed rather rapidly went out of the window. It was, in Takai's experience, a more strong and overpowering scent in its effects than even a woman's natural pheromones while in heat. The difference however was that while a woman only went into heat according to her cycle, Takai had been producing these naturally occurring intoxicants non-stop for the majority of his adult life.

He made it to the canned foods aisle before the next man approached him, watching nervously as his wife or girlfriend turned the corner with the shopping trolley before hurriedly backtracking towards Takai.

"Please..."

The buff tiger growled longingly.

"Please... I know you don't know me. I know we've never met, but... I... I have to ask. Please, c-can I suck your cock?"

Takai chuckled, glancing down at the list he'd pulled up on his phone just a few seconds before. He was still less than half way around the store, and apparently this building's air conditioning was nowhere near sufficient enough to dilute his musk. Even if he turned down every guy who approached him, this was going to be a long morning.

And if he didn't...

He looked the tiger up and down, nibbling upon his own bottom lip in longing as he imagined the sight of that strong male's maw wrapped around his cock, bobbing feverishly while he stroked the tips of the tiger's ears and murmured encouragement to him right there next to the tomato soup.

"It's tempting, but you'd better not. If you hurry though, and head to the staff bathrooms at the back of the store... you might find a raccoon willing and horny enough to have some fun with you."

*********

Once his grocery shopping and a few other errands in town were run to completion, and Takai had dropped all the stuff off back at his apartment, he spent the afternoon at the local park. It was always easier to spend time outdoors when he wanted company of the non-intimate variety, even the slightest breeze doing wonders for diluting his musk to the point where it was no longer so irresistible. Yes a man would still get rock hard after walking past Takai, but he wouldn't be able to immediately recognise the rat as the source of his arousal, nor would he be so overwhelmingly compelled to find someone or indeed anyone to fuck him.

That being said of course, Takai didn't always come to the park to avoid intimate encounters. His eyes followed a jogger as they huffed their way past him, the rat sitting up a little straighter upon the bench as his gaze lingered upon the retreating figure of the fox. The man he was watching wasn't a particularly fit jogger, indeed he looked as though he might only recently have taken up the activity. His tail swept back and forth behind him as he jogged on up the path, and beneath that tail two plump buttocks jiggled in a loose fitting pair of shorts. Thick thighs trembled beneath those buttocks, and though it was out of view now Takai had seen a similarly bouncy belly when observing the fox as he approached.

Rising from the bench, stretching momentarily and chuckling as he once again unzipped his jacket, this time all the way so that he was standing basically bare chested, the rat gave chase. Considering the fox's slow but steady pace it didn't take long for Takai to approach him from behind, then just another few seconds before the lean, tall rat was running alongside the plump, panting vulpine.

He smiled at the fox, that smile broadening into an outright grin when the fox smiled back at him.

"You're doing a great job. Mind if I jog with you for a bit? I... I always find it helps the motivation to have some company."

The fox blushed, but said nothing. He did nod however, suggesting that his silence was simply breathlessness and trying to keep focused rather than any lack of desire for some companionship. Takai could see how heavily the plump fox was breathing, how much he was exerting himself to keep up this gentle but consistent pace. He almost felt a little guilty as he moved oh so slightly ahead of the fox, allowing the combination of the gentle breeze and the direction of their movement to waft his musk back into the vulpine male's face and his hard working lungs.

After a minute, Takai looked back over his shoulder and saw the fox's face flushed and his eyes a little wider than before, a slight expression of confusion and growing bashfulness upon his face. After five minutes the fox was panting move heavily, and staring shamelessly at Takai as they jogged onward. And sure enough as they approached the upper end of the park, jogging through a lightly wooded area and past a small block of public restrooms tucked away within the trees, the rat felt a trembling hand tug at the bare flesh of his long, pink tail.

He slowed. He stopped, and turned on the spot with the hands still grasping at his tail. There, huffing and red in the face beyond his rusty fur, stood the fox. Blushing. Whimpering audibly as he caught his breath, staring hungrily at Takai but still not saying a word.

"You're cute."

The rat's simple words struck the fox like a sledgehammer, drawing a strangled yelp of bashful joy from his muzzle only for it to be muffled as he released Takai's tail and slapped both hands across his maw in shock at his own outburst. He stared at the rat in wonder, in confusion, in absolute longing as he shook his head and finally addressed the slender rodent.

"I... y-you are... so... oh god. If you think I'm cute... i-if you really feel that way... I can... I could... show you."

He pawed at his own body. At the t-shirt clinging to his plump frame, slightly darkened around the armpits and neck from sweat. At his shorts, no longer quite so loose thanks to the visible bulge within them. His feet shuffled nervously yet urgently against the ground, and his eyes darted towards the restrooms.

Takai stepped towards the fox, grinning as he saw the other man's eyes bulge. He stepped forward again, so close now that they were practically embracing. So close that the shorter male's face was pressed up against his bare chest, aligned with one of the rat's nipples where it protruded through his pale fur and peeked out around the edge of his open fronted jacket. He watched the fox close his eyes and take a deep breath, inhaling the rat's musk where it clung to his fur and flesh. Then those eyes sprang open once more, and as wild passion regarded him Takai grinned gleefully.

"Fuck me."

The fox begged, just as Takai knew that he would.

Without another word, with nothing more to say to one another they began to dash towards the restrooms. They disappeared inside, not even bothering to try and fit themselves into a cubicle of the small, tiled but rather dim and not overly well maintained men's room.

"What's your name...?"

Takai didn't need to know of course, and he knew that the fox didn't need to tell him, but despite the musk driving his lovers to crave him in the way they did he still liked to get to know them in what little ways he could. Plus, it was always more fun to have something to cry out as you filled them up with cum.

Looking back over his shoulder, whimpering and panting as his shorts and underwear hung around his ankles, leaning forward over a rather grimy looking sink with hands pressed out against the wall, the fox wiggled his plump ass temptingly at Takai.

"I'm Francis."

He removed his hands from the wall just long enough to grab at the base of his t-shirt and pull it up and over his head, seemingly deciding in that moment that he didn't want to go anything less than all out for any part of this overwhelming compulsion currently driving him wild. A moment later he was groaning loudly in delight as he saw Takai beginning to strip down, not casting his jacket aside but pulling his trousers and underwear down just as the fox had, exposing lean pale furred legs and a package that was anything but lean or modest in stature.

"Bend over, Francis..."

Plucking a small bottle of lube from his jacket pocket, having long since learned never to leave home without at least a small supply on hand, Takai began to lubricate his throbbing cock. He wasn't obscenely huge, but at eight inches he outmatched the fox by an inch or so even including the vulpine male's swelling knot. His balls however, hanging heavy and swollen beneath his twitching cock as it was rendered slick and glimmering by the lube's presence, were much larger. Indeed now that Francis could see them he was uncertain how he hadn't been staring at them the whole while, unsure how they could possibly have remained hidden within the rat's trousers no matter what kind of support his underwear may or may not have offered.

"Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god..."

Murmuring over and over again under his breath, shaking like a leaf, Francis' eyes rolled back into his head with joy as Takai pressed up against him from behind. The rat shook with near equal delight despite remaining quiet and peaceful in his own joy, relishing the feeling of the fox's plump ass against his hips as he rubbed his cock up and down the length of the other man's buttocks. His hands reached out around Francis' chubby figure and stroked his belly, reaching up and down his stomach, exploring all his curves and even going so far as to cup the underside of his belly playfully, jiggling it just a little before raising one hand towards one of the fox's nipples and lowering the other to where Francis' cock stood waiting, throbbing, begging for attention.

"Oh god!"

Francis' near constant cries reached their height as the rat wrapped a pink paw around his member and guided his own cock to bear against the pucker of the vulpine's cute ass. Inside now and with their bodies in such close proximity Takai could smell his musk permeating the air, more and more of it being produced as his own arousal ramped up its volume even more than the exercise that had led them here. Sure enough as he looked over the fox's shoulder and into the streaked, somewhat dusty mirror hanging over the sink Takai could see the dazed, faraway expression upon Francis' features. A sort of stunned wonder, as though unable to quite believe how lucky he was to be here in this situation.

He pressed into the fox's ass slowly but steadily, not relenting in the gradual increase in pressure and forward momentum once he had gotten started. The plump male's warm, soft form felt so good against him. He wrapped himself around Francis hungrily, having already encircled the fox with eagerly groping, exploring arms and even attempting to swing his legs around the other man's own to some extent. He pressed his face down against the soft flesh and fur of Francis' neck and nibbled, kissed tenderly as his cock sank deeper and deeper into the whimpering, gasping, happily trembling man before him.

He began to fuck Francis, or rather, they began to fuck each other eagerly before too long. The fox bucked back against Francis' every inward stroke, not just welcoming them but greedy, desperate for each new strike against his prostate as they began to arrive harder, faster and ever more reliably. His chubby thighs quaked as the rat's huge swollen balls slapped against them from behind, and his muzzle fell open, panting loudly and desperately in his attempt to drink in more of the rich, intoxicating scent of Takai's musk.

Even then however, as Francis gulped down lungful after lungful of musk enriched and erotically charged air, he still had no clue as to the true depths into which he was slowly being submerged by every extra moment he spent in Takai's presence. A single whiff of Takai's inherent scent was enough to drive a man to arousal. A lingering dose over ten or twenty seconds was enough to make them certain they were head over heels in love with the rat, desperate to do anything in their power to be with him in precisely the way that Francis was with him now. And beyond that...

"Don't stop. Oh. Ohhh please, d-don't stop fucking me..."

Francis came in less than five minutes, overwhelmed by what he was feeling, what he was smelling so strong and thick in the air he could almost feel it, almost taste it as he panted and gasped in bliss. He painted the sink before him with hot streaks of cum as one of the rat's hands jerked him to sweet, copious rapture, but still he cried out. Still he begged the rat to continue, and kept on yelping, kept on crying out oh so happily as Takai obeyed.

Ten minutes later the fox was pressed up against one outer wall of the restroom's cubicles, face to face with the rat as he unloaded again, howling in ecstasy as his cum poured out between Takai's lean stomach and his own chubby belly. His toes barely touched the ground as the rat lifted him with surprising strength, bucking up into his tight, hot ass with squeaks and gasps of longing as his vast balls boiled with the volumes of cum locked with but remained unspent, yet to release anything more than thick oozing trickles of pre-cum. All the while the scent grew thicker, headier, and the fox's desperate need to be filled and fucked grew along with it.

After half an hour Francis lay upon the grimy tiled floor, not caring in the slightest about the cool, hard tile against his back as his legs wrapped around the rat pounding feverishly into him from above. An almost visible shimmer hung in the air as for the fifth or sixth time since they had begun the fox howled and spilled out his seed over his own trembling torso, still awaiting a single load of the rat's cum to fill his ass. The male's musk was so overwhelming by now, so intense that Francis didn't know who he was. He didn't remember anything of life beyond this. Before this room. Before this incredible man, and the incredible feelings he was being granted. All he knew was the name he kept crying out to the rat, and the name the rat kept moaning gleefully, tenderly to him in return.

"Oh... Ohh fuck, Francis. I'm so close."

Takai may have been the one producing the musk that had driven Francis and countless other men mad with lust, but there was a very simple reason why it had taken him close to an hour to reach that single orgasm which now loomed heavily and with such extremes of pleasure over the trembling rat. He was no more immune to its effects than any other man, and only now, after years of having lived under constant exposure to it, had his body developed even this much of a resistance to its erotic thrall. There had been a time, a long time, when mere seconds of exposure to his own scent had rendered Takai a writhing, squeaking mass of helplessly orgasmic glee. There had been a time when Takai had been forced to spend his nights with his nose plugged shut to keep from inhaling his own scent and waking every few minutes in spasms of rapture, painting his chest with hot ribbons of cum. And only over years, only over countless hundreds and thousands of orgasms had his body grown resistant to the thrall of his own musk. Not immune, not even now, just more delayed in its influence... while simultaneously more reliant upon it thanks to its constant intoxicating presence.

He could get horny of course even without the scent to stimulate him. He could get hard and edge himself for minutes, hours, even days at a time; his hefty balls a result of that constant build up of such copious volumes of cum. But if he wanted release these days, Takai had to wait. To wait until his musk was so thick, so strong in the air that even his resistant body and mind could not overcome the onslaught of pheromones any more.

And then, when finally it was strong enough that any other man would be cumming almost constantly, out of their mind with pure and unstoppable euphoria...

"Francis! A-aaah... aahhhh yes!"

The rat wailed as he began to pour himself into the writhing, yelping, equally orgasmic fox. His heavy balls emptied themselves out through his thick, throbbing cock, and he watched Francis' eyes bulge and the plump male's muzzle fall slack in wondrous shock as the vulpine felt not just a few thick streaks but obscene, copious volumes of cum gushing out into his chubby rear end.

This was why Takai had turned down the attention of the men in the grocery store. Why he had waited until after his chores and errands for the day were complete. He simply didn't have the time to do otherwise. For now that he had gotten started, now that he had allowed himself to get caught up in the moment and drawn into such a lewd and wonderful act to carry him all the way to this peak, the rat's bliss was still far from over. More of that intoxicating aroma poured out into the restroom as he panted, sweated yet more of his irresistible odour out into the already thick, musk-rich air. More and more of the rat's cum launched itself deep inside Francis as the fox painted their stomachs with ever more frenzied, unceasing streaks of his own cum. They gasped together. Moaned together. Clutched at one another, locked together in ecstasy seemingly without end, and would continue to do so until something or someone opened the restroom door and allowed the rat's musk to dissipate.

*********

It was almost midnight when one of the park supervisor's heard noises coming from one of the restroom blocks on the park's northern edge.

He frowned, rolling his eyes as he heard a loud, unabashed squeak of pleasure and realised what was going on. God, didn't people have any decency these days, or at least a home in which to be indecent privately?

Grabbing the handle of the men's room door, he twisted it and pulled it violently open.

The lion's eyes bulged as a wave of thick musk, so intense it hit him like the heat of a fire, washed out over him. Two voices wailed in relief, in ecstasy, but in a way in dismay at their interruption from somewhere within the hazy space beyond, but the lion didn't hear them.

He was too busy falling to his knees, trembling and snarling as without warning, without any provocation he began to cum. His cock was still flaccid and yet it rapidly hardened even as that first orgasm swept through him, rendering him fully erect as the second took hold.

By the time the third had passed and the fourth was on its way to its conclusion, the front of his uniform dark and stained by the thick streaks of cum that had filled and saturated his underwear, the lion was crawling. Not away, not seeking to escape that impossibly erotic scent that had overwhelmed him in an instant, but towards it. Towards the continued cries from within, wordlessly crying out, begging for more from whoever was letting them loose.

The restroom door slammed shut again as the lion paused inside to tear off his clothes, and soon afterwards a trio of fresh pleasure stricken screams rang out through the darkness of the park.

By Jeeves

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