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A shortie.. - By SwampRat (c) 1990 The Brotherhood Of Pan
The gentleman stood on the platform, waiting for the late/early train to London. The tube was empty except for him, and the noises associated with underground rail systems.. A faint sound came to him. For some reason, it made the man feel uneasy. It was repeated. Sounded like some animal.. Nothing in sight as far as the eye could see. The man shook his head. Something tapped him on the shoulder. He turned... And was pulled into a cubicle! Fetid breath choked him as the furry creature pressed itself against him, paws fumbling with his pants. The cloth finally puddled around his ankles, as did the jockey shorts. Claws caressed his balls, dug into his butt. With a snarl, the monster dropped to it's knees. A hairy muzzle shoved his nuts up, then let them slide down.. To be yanked onto the snout by a whip-like tongue, which wrapped itself around the seminal cords. Teeth teased the swelling nuts, nibbling on them. The creature growled, stroking the thin butt, while it nuzzled the seeping penis.
The nuts were dropped as saliva was applied to the throbbing cock.. Veins were traced to the fat head, to be re-traced back to the thatch of hair surrounding the cock-stalk. As the man yelped, the monster opened it's jaws and snapped them shut on is maleness. Fangs bit onto his dick.. "Cum!" The creature growled, sucking wantonly. The claws pressed deep onto the ass-cheeks, pulling the human back, making the cock slide out of the mouth, which still clung like a leech to it. The paws snapped open, and the man plunged fully back in, as the creature gobbled his penis to the hilt. Sucked greedily.. Claws again pulled his hips back. Now, the head was lapped, nibbled, sucked upon, until the man babbled, hands pressed against the hairy shoulders. The monster growled, pumping it's mouth over the slick dick. Held it deep, rooting around the pubic hair, breathing the musky odor in. One paw mauled the swollen nut-sack, while the other pressed a claw against the puckered anus. The gentleman gave out a squeak, as it wormed into his hole.. His balls ignited, lurching in the fingers. The cock flared, was squashed to a rough palate, spewed ejaculate..
Deep, hard sucks pulled more scum out of the overworked testicles, which were being milked by the paws for still more cum.. The finger in the man's ass stroked his prostrate, making the man gasp through gritted teeth.. At last, he could only moan, bent over the creature who slurped up the last of his cum. "20 pounds.." The man fished out his wallet, counting the money with shaky fingers, while the werewolf lapped gently at the shrinking penis. He handed the notes to the creature, who kissed his nuts. "Same time, next week?" A growl as it nuzzled him. "Perhaps.." The werewolf put the money in a pouch that was the only thing it wore, wrapped it's tongue around it's client's testicles one last time.. The man squeaked. The monster stood, grinned as it fondled him again then walked off, hips swinging slightly. The Minister pulled his pants back up and returned to the platform. Rebrushed his coat, and combed his hair. Again the platform was empty, except for a gentleman waiting for the train. Or was it?
The End
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