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Furry Vacation to Rio
Jim threw off his jacket and tossed it onto the bed along with his satchel as a feeling of relief washed over him. He stood at the wall of windows in the rented condo that would be home for the next month and stared out at the lights of Rio. Sixteen hours travelling and he should've been jet lagged but he felt giddy with excitement; and a healthy helping of fear.
The bright lights ended abruptly at the ocean. Jim let his eyes unfocus and thought again of all the plans he'd made, all the preparation to get to this point. It had taken three years of his life and a lot of hard work to get here.
With a deep breath Jim got to work. He did a quick tour of the luxury condo. It lived up to the pictures he'd reviewed online, it was actually more than he'd been hoping for and figured it would work nicely. He dragged his two suitcases into the bedroom and placed both on the bed along with the stuff he'd thrown there earlier.
It only took a few minutes to unpack his clothes in the empty drawers and closet. Less than that to get all his toiletries arranged in the large and modern bathroom. With another deep breath Jim opened the second suitcase and found it undisturbed. If TSA or customs had been in it he couldn't see any disturbance, and that was a relief.
First, he took out the little bottle of J-lube powder and a couple of empty, new containers which he took to the kitchen. He had plenty of practice and mixed the powder/water ratios to get the consistency he liked best. One squeeze bottle went into the bathroom and the other he placed on the bedside table. Next he pulled out his enema tools and brought everything into the bathroom along with his favorite dildo for cleaning and a large plug.
Jim's hole had been empty for around 24 hours and that hadn't happened in more than two years. The emptiness was driving him crazy so he left his clothes in a pile and set about cleaning out. Once he was good to go he turned on the shower after a moment of figuring out the controls. When the water had warmed he placed the long dildo and the lube on the bench at the back of the large, tiled shower. He soaped and rinsed quickly before lubing some fingers and set to opening his hole up again.
Muscle memory and years of training worked to his advantage and his hole opened up faster than he'd expected. His ass swallowed the sixteen inches of silicone easily and Jim sighed with relief as his cock hardened. He pulled off and found the dildo clean but rode it for a good five minutes because it felt so good. Next he applied more lube to his right hand and gradually eased the whole of it up into himself.
It wasn't long before he was bent at the waist, one hand on the tiled wall with his legs spread wide and fisting himself to heaven. The steam swirled and Jim's dick pulsed as he came closer to orgasm but he didn't want to come. He popped his fist out one last time and relished the sensation of his gaping hole before he straightened and reached for the plug. A moderate application of lube and he sat on it until the width, larger than his own fist, entered him as a deep groan escaped his chest.
One more rinse to remove excess lube and he finished his shower. HIs hard cock bobbed in front of him as he entered the bedroom. The second suitcase went into the closet though he couldn't help sorting and touching twelve of his favorite dildoes and plugs. The desire to take out a couple for a real ass stretching was so tempting but Jim restrained himself. Instead he grabbed his laptop and laid out on the bed, the plug jostling excitingly inside of him.
He connected to the wifi and scanned his new messages but nothing interesting popped up. Instead he sent a quick message to the man he would be meeting in ten short hours to verify their meeting. Then, because it felt appropriate, Jim pulled up a video he'd long ago downloaded and saved. Really, the video was the beginning and reason for his trip to Rio.
The video opened with a woman laying on a bed, typical porn actress with huge fake tits and a slim waist, of some mixed ethnicity. She was nude with legs spread while alternating fingering her pussy and rubbing her clit. There was no dialogue as the male entered the scene, also nude, and laid down beside her. Today he'd be called an interspecific human but he was actually an eloquent mix of human and white tiger.
Jim watched a little longer as the male's huge cock descended and became hard while the woman slobbered over it. The cock was far too big for her to fit more than the tip of the head into her mouth but she gave it a valiant effort. Jim moved the video forward to the moment just before penetration, he knew the video down to the second.
The gigantic pink cock glistened wetly as it descended to the woman's mound in close up. She screamed as the thick head pushed past the folds of her cunt. Jim found himself unconsciously humping the bed as he watched. To keep himself from jizzing he forwarded the video again. The male was fucking the woman with nearly two-thirds of his cock which had be sixteen inches long, or more. She was groaning and pushing at him though it was impossible to tell if she was trying to push him away from her in pain or thrashing in ecstasy.
The male, his name is o Tigre, yanks his cock and leaves her gaping cunt exposed for a few seconds but it was Jim's second favorite part of the video - when he sees the pink insides of her wrecked and yawning cunt with her juices dripping out. Before she's repositioned to her hands and knees Jim forwards the video again to the money shot. The base of the pink cock, where it extrudes from a furry sheath, pulses as o Tigre growls. Excess sperm shoots out of the woman's widely stretched pussy around the cock that's decimated it.
Jim closed the laptop with a snap and fought every urge he had to grab his cock and let his come fly, knowing that it would take a stroke or less as his asshole squeezed around the plug. He breathed deeply and speculated on his planned meeting with o Tigre the next day.
The video really had been the beginning. Jim had come across it one night on a free porn sharing site. He'd watched it, came so hard it hurt then watched it two more times until his balls were empty. Something about it had turned him on so much. In the following days Jim had scoured the internet for more porn clips featuring interspecific humans, of which there turned out to be plenty, but found that only the ones co-starring a regular human gave him the same thrill as that first video. These videos were few and far between.
Jim scoured the internet and found a paysite dedicated to interspecific humans. After a day to consider it Jim gave up his credit card info and called out sick to discover what the site had to offer. There were plenty of videos with human men fucking interspecific females but only one of the reverse, the same one he'd first found with o Tigre. He was angry with the site and himself for wasting his money and taking the day off of work for his crazy porn obsession.
He was ready to give up when he clicked on the link under the video to see all films starring o Tigre. All the videos were ones he'd already looked at but at the bottom was one he hadn't seen. The thumbnail was hard to make out so he clicked on it. It was grainy and the sound was off as the video began but it became immediately obvious that the co-star was a human male.
The first video had blown Jim's mind but the second video of o Tigre fucking a man changed Jim's entire life. By the time he'd finished watching it for the umpteenth time, his handy cumrag was drenched and his dick chafed raw despite copious amounts of lube. And still the sight of the man's hugely distended asshole with the wet, red insides flowering out and drenched in come kept him well enthralled.
In the next weeks Jim had come to a number of uncomfortable conclusions about himself. He'd known he was bi since he was a kid but had only acted on it a handful times, always oral and always with a buddy, since he figured he was more on the straight side. Facing up to his desires Jim had bought his first dildo. He also started to study the interspecific human movement.
When he thought of the videos, when he imagined them as he jerked off he thought only of being that man or that woman being fucked by o Tigre's massive cock. He found the tiger-hybrid male on social media and followed him closely. He found a number of gay fisting sites and subscribed to them. His own social life dwindled to non-existence as each night found him fucking himself with larger and larger plastic, rubber and silicone objects.
Within six months Jim's entire life revolved around four things: work, training his hole, taking care of his body and learning Portuguese. The first two happened naturally. Going to the gym and eating right happened because they were necessary when it came to enlarging his asshole. He had better results because of the routine and because his body was healthier.
The fourth, learning Brazilian Portuguese, he didn't examine too closely at first except that it seemed like a good idea. Brazil was the first country to allow genetic modifications and the only country where it was still legal to undergo the change to interspecific human. There was a huge community there and all the best doctors. While Jim spent a lot of time considering whether he'd want to make the change himself he came to the realization that he had no desire to be anything other than human. After that the plan had started to form which finally landed him in Rio a few years later.
Back in the present Jim's phone dinged with an incoming email. He opened it to find a response from the message he'd sent o Tigre. There was a picture of his huge erect cock with a guarantee for their meeting on the next day. Jim set his phone down and ignored his aching dick. The message gave him a sense of relief and with it came a wave of sleepiness. With his ass plugged Jim crawled under the covers and let himself drift off despite the excitement he still felt.
The next morning Jim's alarm went off. He threw on his workout clothes and hit the buildings communal gym. It was a nice setup and he made good use of it. Then the delivery came of the food he'd ordered before leaving home. He put the groceries away but ignored his growling stomach. He put all of his anal play items through a cycle in the dishwasher and hand sanitized the ones that couldn't be washed that way.
Finally he headed to the bathroom for a deep cleaning and a long shower. He'd debated on how much prep he needed for his `date' with o Tigre but in the end he shot himself full of a healthy dose of lube and medium plug. He put on loose running shorts but nothing else. He was about to open his work email to check on things back home when the doorbell rang, 20 minutes early. His heart started pounding as he knew it was o Tigre.
Jim rushed to the door and threw it open. A sense almost like vertigo hit him to see the man himself standing there. And while Jim knew exactly what the other male looked like he was amazed at the differences of seeing him in real life. He was taller than Jim's six-foot height, probably close to seven feet. He was wearing a gray tank top and tight denim shorts. The clothes did nothing to camouflage the massive musculature nor the pelt of short white hair with subtle black stripes covering his skin.
It was the unnaturally icy blue eyes that caught Jim's and stunned him. The male's face was a blend of animal and human that was neither one or the other yet both at the same time. He had a broad forehead , the wide eyes and high cheekbones of any handsome man but the mouth and nose blended into an almost-muzzle. "Ola," he said in a deep voice.
Jim caught his breath and moved out of the doorway to invite him inside. Unbelieving that it was finally happening. Automatically Jim held out his hand, saying, "It's, uh, nice to meet you, o Tigre."
The males big hand engulfed Jim's but he didn't Immediately say anything, simply gripping Jim's hand. A moment later the giant tiger/man released JIm's hand and let himself in, closing the door behind him as he looked around the rented condo.
"This is a nice place," he commented as he roamed into living area. His accent was thick but understandable.
"Yeah, it's pretty good," Jim said to his back.
The male turned his head from the view out the picture windows enough to regard Jim with one eye. "You're American?" he asked. Obviously recognizing Jim's accent.
"Yeah, I'm here on vacation." Jim was feeling a strange sense like deja vu. It was so strange to see the other man standing in front of him after watching his videos and following his various social media accounts. Jim had always had a sense that he knew the other man but now he wasn't so certain and that feeling combined with his excitement and nerves left him cold.
"I don't get many requests like this from unaltered humans. You're only the second who's hired me." The tiger turned and regarded Jim fully. Where he'd been cold a second ago he was now warm under the other's glare. Was it a reminder, Jim wondered. He pointed to an envelope on the table by the front door.
"Your fee is there if you want to count it," Jim told him. Jim stepped aside as o Tigre advanced but the male kept coming straight at him and Jim backed up to the wall out of some kind of primal instinct to flee.
"I'll take your money but I would've fucked you for free, American." He put his hands on Jim's belly and felt the ridges of his abs then up over his chest to grip his shoulders and press him against the wall at his back. "That's what you want, yes? To be fucked?" This close Jim could see the smaller details of o Tigre's face as he stared up at him. The delicately feline nose, the short pelt of white and black hairs that covered everything but his thin lips and the rims of his eyelids which had a thick fringe of dark lashes.
Jim nodded and swallowed audibly as he looked into the cold blue eyes with the pupils like slits. The triangular ears swiveled slightly and the male leaned in closer to inhale deeply. "Your fear smells delicious to me," o Tigre growled. A shock of lust coursed through Jim's body and his cock hardened painfully fast, his asshole flexing madly around the plug.
Jim raised his hands to the male's wide shoulders and ran them down over the massive biceps with the grain of his pelt. "Ugh o Tigre...," he breathed out. He was unable to look away from the predator's eyes even as the large male leaned closer, pinning Jim more firmly. Until the male's mouth was inches away from Jim's own, smelling surprisingly minty. Then Jim closed his eyes.
The other man's mouth was odd against his own, the shape different and unusual because of the short muzzle but there was no mistaking the gesture of a rough tongue pressing against the seam of his lips. Jim opened and moaned from his chest when the large tongue filled his mouth. The absolute dominance of the oral muscle firmly pressing against his own and reaching back to his throat. Something about the act was so animal and yet perfectly natural as Jim squirmed in pleasure.
He growled, an actual animal growl, and pushed himself away from Jim while impatiently fumbling with the button and zipper of his shorts. "Fuck," o Tigre huffed as he pushed the offending material off and down his legs. And there it was, the cock Jim had been obsessing about for years. A rosy pink and growing tower lifting out and away from the male's lower belly.
"It's dropping, I gotta let it out," he explained as he took his cock in hand and stroked it. Jim couldn't look away. How long had he wanted this? A feeling like disbelief swept through him even as he could smell o Tigre's cock, musky and dark. Jim found himself unable to move. "Let's do this," the male said as he walked into the bedroom.
Of course Jim followed, he couldn't have stopped himself. By some means oTigre had managed to remove his top and shorts in the few seconds he was out of Jim's sight. He sprawled on the bed, cock long and thick as it lay over his belly. It was impossibly big. Jim had toys that size and bigger that he'd taken but the sight of the living cock was more imposing somehow.
"Fuck, come on. Your mouth won't do much good but this is your show." Hearing that from o Tigre brought Jim back into the moment. He pushed his own shorts off and away. There was no mistaking the look of appreciation on o Tigre's face and it gave Jim the nerve to go on. He stood straight and gave the large male a moment to admire the body Jim had worked so hard for.
Jim turned and spread his legs wider, looking over his shoulder he said, "I don't want to suck your cock." He bent forward and found the base of the plug with his right hand. He slowly removed it, enjoying the stretch of the base as it spread his hole wider. Once the widest part had passed he let the plug fall to the floor. He wanted o Tigre to see him, to see what Jim had made of his asshole.
Jim had a perverse pride for his hole. It had become as much of an obsession as his need for interspecies cock. He'd taken dozens of pictures of it. The size of it had more than tripled from the tight little knot of muscle it had once been, though he couldn't exactly recall the last time he'd gone a day without having it stretched. The folds of the fleshy lips entranced him. And images of it when it was wide and gaping filled him with lust. He needed o Tigre to see it. Open and relaxed, the lips he'd trained with pumps and stretching were fleshy and his pink insides would be easily visible while excess lube dripped out and down his thighs.
Jim didn't have long to wait before a soft growl came from behind him. He stood and stepped up onto the bed. He straddled the male and rubbed his wet hole over o Tigre's engorged cock. The male latched a large hand behind his neck and pulled Jim down into another beastly kiss. Jim wanted to kiss him longer but now that his goal was so close to hand he couldn't wait any longer.
Jim pulled away and moved further up o Tigre's body until his knees notched into the other male's armpits. He leaned forward while reaching back for the massive cock and set the wide head against his hole. There was a second of shivered anticipation helped by o Tigre licking at Jim's hard cock which jutted out above the male's face.
A deep breath and Jim pushed back against the pressure at his hole. The resistance built then his ass gave way and the sloped head slid inside. Jim tried to control his breathing but couldn't help panting as he filled himself with o Tigre's cock. Inches at a time Jim backed onto the cock as it filled his rectum. The head snugged up to his sigmoid colon and Jim paused. Another deep breath and Jim forced himself to relax as he pushed back and the cock moved up into his guts.
"Oh god, oh god," Jim breathed out. He reminded himself he'd had longer and thicker object inside of him but it didn't feel the same. His hole stretched wider at the base of the cock as he persisted. Then suddenly his body relaxed and the huge cock surged up into him until Jim felt the furry sheath at his hole and the male's swollen balls pressed against his ass cheeks.
He slowly sat up and savored the feeling of the rigid pole of flesh throbbing inside his body. Jim could feel the weight of it but also the heat. He'd never imagined how different a living cock would feel.
"Holy shit, you took all of it," o Tigre whispered. And it was Jim's turn to do his best approximation of a growl as he lifted a few inches and sank back down on the male's cock. And it was amazing. It was almost everything he'd imagined.
But it wasn't until the male wrapped his arms around him and reversed their positions so that Jim was on the bottom, on his back, that he finally experienced what he'd always needed. It wasn't just the enormous cock stretching out his guts. It wasn't just the muscular and inhuman body over his. Jim experienced his first fuck where he wasn't controlling every aspect of it.
The tiger-man held him down and started thrusting. Jim felt powerless as his legs were spread wider than was comfortable and the living organ surged through the core of his body. It was overwhelming and his mind retreated as a sort of primal instinct took control of him. It was scary because he couldn't even think. His body seized and he experienced his first true anal orgasm as his hole constricted and throbbed around o Tigre's dick. A stream of precum dripped from Jim's cock as he latched on to the other man's shoulders and rode out the wave of painful pleasure.
He had a moment of respite as o Tigre paused but it was short lived. The male must have sensed that Jim could handle more than most regular humans as he began truly fucking with more length and power behind each thrust. If Jim had been overwhelmed before he was beyond words as the huge animal cock was forced into his body faster and faster.
And there was another first for Jim. Finally, his asshole felt like the cunt he'd always wanted. Not to be a female but to have a true cunt - a willing hole that would be alive with pleasure to be filled by a massive cock. Never had he felt it quite so clearly than when o Tigre surged into his body with heavy, foot-long thrusts of his manhood. The completion of that feeling, of that cunthood, made Jim feel more like his true self than he ever had in his thirty-two years of life. It also pushed him into an orgasm from his cock. And as his cum gushed between their bodies he cried out like an animal himself.
His cunt pulsed uselessly around the gargantuan cock as he came and came, the other male never ceasing his thrusts. Minutes or hours later o Tigre stiffend and Jim felt the fullness of the male's seed filling his guts and stretching them fuller, surging back to pour out of his cunt around the embedded cock. And knowing that he was being inseminated made Jim's cock pulse out a dribble of cum.
Catching his breath, o Tigre rested his heavy body atop Jim's. A moment later he extracted the long cock from Jim's ass and looked into Jim's eyes. "You're a good fuck," he complimented. He stood from the bed and walked out into the living room naked. Jim laid there, feeling his body and marvelling at how he felt. How he had felt during the act. He was amazed at how right it had been.
He'd been half-expecting to be disappointed. That he'd imagined his needs and desires. That the moment would prove him foolish. Instead that feeling of being complete persisted and he couldn't stop smiling. He rolled over and stood beside the bed. Instantly he felt the rush of lube and cum trying to exit but his hole wouldn't close so he stuffed a fist into the gape and rushed to the bathroom.
Once Jim had cleaned up a bit he walked out into the apartment to find o Tigre in the kitchen eating his food with a Brazilian sports match on the television in the living room. Jim looked into the kitchen and saw that o Tigre was on his third organic chicken breast and salad bowl.
"These taste like shit," the male said around a mouth full. And Jim couldn't help smiling at the absurdity of it. This interspecific male he'd fantasized about for such a long time was eating his food. After the best fuck of his life.