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A content sigh came from Rumble as he departed from the gym. It had been another hard bout of working out. When leaving the facility, the sun was just about setting. He watched it while walking, not living very far away. With a gym bag in hand, the blue cougar was just enjoying his day.

"Hey." There was a voice that caught the felid off guard. At first it was assumed to be another guy leaving the gym. He was known by all the regulars, being one himself. When looking back to greet them, there was nothing but the parking lot and the gym's front with no one actually there.

Humming to himself in confusion, Rumble turned around and was someone suddenly there. He jumped back and dropped his bag. Chuckling at his display of surprise was a rat, leaning against the gym's front wall. Now it clicked that the rodent was calling him from the narrow alley, being a place for the trash cans and empty boxes.

Dressed in ripped jeans, a white shirt and leather jacket, having an overall punk look to him, further accented by his spiked black hair and red eyes that looked the bigger guy up and down. He said no more, instead taking a drag from a cigarette before tossing it to the ground.

"I see you around here a lot. Rumble right?" the rat asked but the look on his face was certain, already knowing he had the right guy.

The cougar was certain that this guy was trouble and was prepared to fight him off if need be. But for the time being, he kept a tame demeanor and nodded. Though he hadn't seen him before, the feline wanted to believe that there was nothing going on. Perhaps this guy went to the gym as well and just wanted to meet him.

"I'm gonna be straight with you. I've seen you going in and out of that place and... I like what I see. I also heard that you like to have some fun in the back. Well, I'm looking for a good time."

Rumble gulped as the rat walked away from the wall and approached him. A pair of hands were on him, touching his chest through the fabric of his black tank top. They went right for his nipples, able to tease them even while covered. This made him shudder and make a small sound of arousal. A pinch was given to one of the nipples and the cougar groaned louder, feeling his cock rising in his shorts.

At the same time, the rat was getting excited himself. He had no interest in stepping foot in the gym, having his own ways of staying fit. But seeing the big and muscular guys walking in and out always got him in a mood. Rumble caught his eye about a week ago and he did a bit of digging. He had no ulterior motives, being driven by pure lust and need for the bigger guy.

"Name's Silas. How about we get properly acquainted?" the lanky rodent asked, gripping Rumble's tank top and tugging it along, getting the felid to follow him into the alley's shadows.

Even in the low light, it was easy to see Rumble's formed erection, tenting his shorts. Silas' own erection was more contained within his tight jeans, he reached down and gave his bulge a squeeze, groaning with a need to finally act out his desires.

"Just looking at you gets me going..." he began to undo the button and pull down the zipper. "Fuck..." Groaning in relief, the rat let his 10 inches spring free from its confines, making it clear he was going about commando.

"Now it's your turn."

Rumble gulped, looking back. They weren't very deep in the alley and the alley itself wasn't some long stretch. Even the trash cans were rather small, not enough to hide his large frame. His thoughts were interrupted by the rat's hands on him again, now gripping and pulling down his shorts. The underwear came down next and a gasp came from the punk rat, seeing a full 14 inches standing at attention.

"Nice..." he marveled, getting down on his knees. To his delight, the rodent was presented with the muskiness of a male fresh from the gym. He touched his lips to the tip and gave it a soft and gentle smooch, making the standing cougar shudder. "I actually brought a condom with me but...it ain't gonna fit. But don't worry. I'm clean..."

Before Rumble could question what that meant, he was forced to moan instead, responding to a warm and hot mouth stretching over his cock, taking the length and thickness in with impressive ease. Silas was moaning himself from the strong taste of sweat on his tongue, taking it upon himself to clean it away.

Rumble melted instantly, feeling his shaft being taken and caressed by a working muzzle. Though Silas couldn't take it all in, that didn't stop him from worshiping what he could fit with his lips and tongue. Bobbing back and forth, the rodent made sure to keep licking and sucking at the cock, not only to fulfill some of his own desires but to lube the flesh up for what was to come.

Moans filled the alley and the cougar forgot to be conscious of anyone possibly passing by. He instead became consumed with the pleasure that overcame him, feeling his cock becoming sloppier but not only rat spit but also precum being purposely slathered rather than swallowed down. When it was good and slick, the mouth pulled free and Silas stood. He stepped out of his fallen pants and showed off his uncovered ass, leaning against an old table that had been tossed in the back.

"Gonna need some help if I'm gonna take that," Silas eluded, lifting his tail and spreading his asscheeks. Rumble gulped and approached, now having a need to finish what was started. Now he was the one easing down, wasting no time in shoving his face into the rat's musky ass, humming from the oddly pleasant scent of male. It was a hot summer day and even with the sun setting, it was still warm enough to break out in a sweat.

"Ohh! That's what I'm looking for! Get in there nice and deep..." Silas was already groaning and panting from the licks being given by the broad tongue. The rough texture brought extra stimulation that made his cock leak. After swiping over the entrance, the cougar pushed the wet muscle past the rim, getting a squeak and moan from the rat.

The taste of sweat was heavy and he found himself lapping at the walls to collect more of it. Silas was gripping the wobbly table's end, keeping himself steadily while his own legs shook and his tail wagged. This was all better than he was expecting. The tongue was already reaching deep into his hole and rubbing at his tender spots. Despite the feline being clearly driven by lust, Silas could tell that the laps to his ass were thorough in getting him stretched and lubed.

With a heavy pop and pant, Rumble pulled his mouth free from the intoxicating hole, leaving a string of drool clinging to his lips as he rose. Now the lust was full blown and he was no longer trying to keep a lookout or even be careful. He planted his paws on the table and pressed his bigger body to Silas' poking his cocktip in between the rat's cheeks.

"Come on. Fuck me hard, meathead."

Rumble grunted and did just that, pushing his heavy shaft right in. He powered through the ring and stuffed his spit-lubed dick into the tight rathole. Silas was clutching the table's side, feeling a spike of pain that quickly subsided as the inches began to sail into his spread ass. The sucking and licking worked well enough, the both of them humming in pleasure from the simple insertion.

When reaching the end, Rumble was quick to pull back, feeling the soft hole keeping a snug hold on him. Thrusting back in got Silas to yelp and shiver, having more of those tender spots being struck hard and suddenly. But he loved it and gave a hard squeeze in response, milking out a thick rope of slimy precum. The predator was grunting as he humped repeatedly into the street rat's ass.

"Holy fuck... Fucking wreck me!" Silas pleaded, eyes rolling in absolute bliss. His walls were being beaten hard and the almost feral growls that filled the alley brought an extra layer of excitement. A pair of blue furred balls smacking into his own weighty pair of rodent nuts.

"You're still so tight..!" Rumble huffed, humping even harder and faster. The pleasure was rising and he allowed himself to get rather wild, enough to lean down and grip the rat's shoulder in his jaws. The sensations from the mating bite made Silas melt even more than he already had. The thrusts were coming even harder now and the rodent wondered if he would be split in half, having his ass being rammed and stuffed without relent.

Another hard pound came, putting immense pressure on Silas' prostate. Crying out, he proceeded to spill his load, pumping many strings of cum from his heavy nuts, marking the wall with thick gooey strings. The strong clenches that followed were enough to push Rumble over the edge as well, shaking, snarling, and drooling around the smelly rat's shoulder as he came, shooting a torrent of hot cum into the wrecked ass. Silas continued to moan from the deep filling and rush of heat that washed over him, panting hard as the spent cock pulled free from his gaped and leaking hole.

"That was...goddamn..." Silas just lay on the table with a content look on his muzzle.

The strong climax did well to bring back the cougar's senses and he was quick to put his clothes on and depart but from now on he would keep a lookout in the alleys for a certain fan of his.