You start in two weeks, and after a few moment of dazed elation, you decide to treat yourself tonight!
You want to scratch an itch you haven't tried yet. You search on your phone for a place that pique your interest...
Still riding high on successfully landing a job, you take the forward approach: a hand on the small of his back that slides around to the side as you step up to him, your two feet in line with his talons and half of your front against half of his back.
A wing-hand slides across your outside hip before both of you notice movement in front of you.
"Ah, hey there Cassidy! Looks like you've already got your catch for tonight, huh?"
"I'd say Mr. Jackal here is pretty lucky too!" the bald eagle says with a grin, giving you a thumbs-up.
"So you come here often?" you ask.
"Sort of? Maybe once a month. Always a different experience here for me!"
It's rather dark in the Eagle's Catch - just enough light to navigate by and see sort of what's all around. And there's a lot to see!
All the TVs in the place are playing porn, too, and it sounds like there's a dance going on upstairs.
"Awesome! Can I share with my catch here?"
What do you ask for?
Cassidy downs two shots first before getting a bottle of Hard Rock cider.
You answer in the affirmative, and the two of you take a look around as you sip and get a little handsy.
The sounds from the couches change, and the two of you look over to now see the Malamute's lower half showing above the back of the couch instead of his upper half. In short jerks downward, it slowly disappears...
You remember it's your turn then.
Your junk flops out well before your jeans drop to your ankles, earning a whistle from Cassidy.
"Dang, fruit loop, how'd you even fit all that in those pants??" His wing-hand cups your junk, feathers tickling your legs, as he slightly licks his beak.
The gorilla is heading back to the front door, not bothering to close his pants or pull his shirt down as he rubs over his gut. Muffled yells come from within
Pants deposited, you take a swing of your mixed drink and Cassidy drains(??) the cider. "Alright, what next?" he caws.
Your bulge sways back and forth between your legs as the two of you saunter over to the biggest couch and flop down - him a bit on you.
He grins back and replies "S'fine if you've already decided you're getting lucky tonight!" as you...
"Hnng... Good thing I lubed up before showing up..." he mumbles as you line your tip up with his tailhole.
(2 polls next)
You don't care. A few more rough pumps of your hips and your dick explodes in Cassidy's ass. You bark out your climax, and ride high for a minute or so after.
"Sure was..." he coos back.
"Um, whoops?" the golden eagle beneath you offers "This happens sometimes"
Not quite the ending you wanted, so.... I'd grade your adventure a C+? Laid, but ate against your will. I enjoyed it though. =-)