By Vic James

Copyright 2013 by Vic James



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This story is fiction. None of the characters are based on real people.

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I woke when I heard a sound. It was Digger coming out of the restroom.

I looked at the clock on his wall. It was ten minutes before four.

"How was business?" I asked him.

"It was very, very good."

He chuckled.


"Dan called several friends when he saw you sucking Pan. He told them about you. They came in and Alek explained to them why you left. They stuck around and gave Dan a hard time. He told me to tell you he was sorry. He didn't mean it as an insult. He asked me if I thought you would ever forgive him. I suggested groveling."

I laughed. "That might work. Is he a nice guy?"

Digger shook his hand. "He can be a jerk, as you know. He's not rotten, but he's not my favorite person, either. I wouldn't give it any thought, at all."

"I just realized I know even know what he is. A Beast, I assume."

"He's a Tiger."

"Damn! I've never met one," I said.

"Well, you can meet him tomorrow, if you want."

Digger got into bed. He pulled me into his arms. He was erect. I reached behind me and placed the head of his cock at my hole. He pushed slowly inside me. He began slowly fucking me. I sighed. With a start, I realized I had fallen asleep. Digger was still slowly fucking.

"I'm close, baby."

"Fill me up, Digger."

A few moments later, he pushed inside me hard and groaned. I could feel his cock throbbing. He kissed the side of my head while he bred me.

"I love you, Eric," he whispered.

I was very, very happy. He lay his head down, but left his cock inside me. He pulled me close, and I fell asleep again.

I woke first, of course. Digger was still holding me, but his prick wasn't inside me. I looked at the clock. It was seven fifteen. I lay there for a while. Digger smelled good. I took deep breaths of his scent. After a few minutes, I realized I was wide awake. I carefully got out of his embrace and climbed out of bed. I went to the restroom. I used it, and then cleaned my insides. I squirted lube inside me, afterwards. Then I cleaned my teeth. I left the restroom and found he was still sleeping. I put on shorts and a T-shirt. I looked around to see if there was coffee, but I didn't see any. I also didn't see a coffee maker. I needed it, though. I put on a pair of sandals and quietly left the apartment in search of it.

I knew there was a coffee shop about a block away on a side street. I headed there. A zapper drove slowly towards me. A Gorilla was sitting in it, yawning. It was a beautiful morning. A female Chimp passed me on the sidewalk, She grinned at me and I wondered why. Then I realized I was smiling. She was just smiling back. And why not? I had a lover. And not just any lover. A wonderful male who seemed to love me as much as I loved him.

I walked into the coffee shop. I walked to the counter. A very young Dog was standing on the other side. I doubted he was sixteen yet.

"Good morning," I said to him. I was still grinning, but couldn't stop.

"What can I get you this morning?"

"A large coffee with cream."

He got a cup and filled it. He added the cream. He brought it to me. I pressed my hand to the payment plate and took the coffee. I took it to a table next to the window. I sat and added a little sugar. I liked just enough to cut the bitterness a little.

I looked at my bank balance. It wasn't too bad. I had three thousand four hundred and sixty six dollars. It was not enough to pay the next month's rent at the Elphena. But for a man who didn't pay rent, it was plenty. Plus I had a job. It only paid two thousand a month, while I was making fifty-five hundred at Merrick, but I was saving four thousand in rent. I would actually have more take home pay. Plus I didn't have expensive work lunches twice a week, like at Merrick.

I sipped my coffee and looked out the window. A female Orang walked by, holding the hand of a little female. The young Orang looked about four or five years old. She kept pointing at things to the older one I assumed was her mother.

Oddly enough, I thought of Alek. He was an odd guy. I wondered why he didn't want a long-term relationship. Was it because of his career in porn, was he afraid of commitment, or did he tire of people? He said he had long-term friendships, so that wasn't it. I wondered if maybe once the lust cooled, he lost interest.

Then I thought of Pan and Jock. That was a sad situation. The more I thought about it, the more I pitied Jock. He was trying to make two people happy, and it didn't seem to be possible, considering they were both lovers. But what could he do? Dump Tim and stop having sex? Leave Pan and break his heart? Maybe I could help by having a lot of sex with Pan. I wouldn't mind that. He was at the bar often, Digger had said. It would be easy.

I was looking out the window and saw a face. As he approached, I realized it was my father. I wondered if I should wave or hide. Hiding sounded wiser, but I just sat there. He passed by the coffee shop without looking in. I wondered what he was doing in the Zone. It was too early in the morning to be in a protest. Then I realized I had no idea what time 'protests' started. Maybe early, so they could all make signs and practice waving them! I wondered if I should just be grateful that he didn't see me, but I was curious. I got up and left the shop. I didn't see him anymore. I walked to Central V and looked around. I saw him on the sidewalk on the opposite side of the street. He was walking slowly and looking around. I saw him stop and look at the opposite side of the street. I backed up so he wouldn't see me. When I looked again, he had continued walking away from me. He stopped again. I looked at the sign above him. It was The Bitch's Tavern. He tried the door, but it was locked. Why would he want to go in a Bestiality bar? And why at seven-thirty in the morning? I saw him continue down to the next intersection and turn to walk back to my side of the street. I decided to get out of sight. I walked back to the coffee shop and sat down.

I sipped my coffee while looking at the pictures Digger had sent me. That wonderful cock of his was mine. I looked over and saw the kid at the counter was staring at me. I wondered if I had my tongue out while I looked at the pictures. Then I realized he could probably smell my lust. Just as I was starting to get embarrassed, a Tiger walked into the coffee shop. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I couldn't see the stripes on her back; she was wearing a blouse. The stripes were faintly visible on the backs of her arms and legs.

I finished my coffee and got two cups to go. I walked back to our apartment. I was almost there when I remembered my father. I didn't look for him, though.

I walked up the flight of stairs and stopped at the door. I put one coffee down and opened the door. I went inside. I put the coffees on the table and got undressed. I carefully climbed back into bed.

"I woke up and you weren't here," Digger said, sleepily. "For a moment, I wondered if I had dreamed you."

"Not a nightmare, I hope."

"No. A wonderful dream."

I kissed him.

"Go back to sleep. It's too early."

He smiled and pulled me close.

I couldn't sleep. I started thinking of my father. Was he trying to go inside The Bitch's Tavern to lecture on the evils of Bestiality? Did my father know people don't go into bars early in the morning? Had he ever been in a bar? Not since he became a Neo-Puritan, that was for sure. Like everything else, alcohol was sinful to Neo-Puritans.

I decided to do some research on Alek. I found that he had made a lot of fliks. Twelve straight ones and ten gay ones. I looked at a review of one of the straight ones. I was surprised. The reviewer spoke of porn 'legend' Alek. The reviewer speculated that he must have made millions of females dissatisfied with their lovers. The review was very positive. I read some others. They mostly all were. One of the reviewers wondered why an obviously gay male chose to appear in straight porn. I wondered if he thought he was obviously gay because he had watched one of Alek's gay films. Alek had two gay fan clubs.

I purchased one of Alek's gay fliks. It was only two dollars and I liked him. I watched it, while I lay there in Digger's arms. It was not one of the ones I'd seen in the club. I watched two men trying to suck him at the same time. Each of them was trying to get the head in their mouths. After several minutes, I realized the flik was about them fighting to get it. One of the guys pushed the other away, while Alek's cock appeared in close-up, shiny in the bright light. Alek admonished them off-screen to share. "Brothers shouldn't fight like that," he said.

I groaned. I heard Digger sniffing.

"Are you looking at my pictures?"

I quickly switched to them.


"Good," he said, sleepily.

He apparently went back to sleep. I wondered if I should have told him the truth. I decided I should have.

I picked up Digger's hand and kissed it. He kissed the back of my head and pulled me closer.

I was surprised to find myself waking up. Digger was coming out of the restroom. I looked at the time. It was five to ten.

I got out of bed and hugged him.

"Good morning," I said.

"Best morning I ever had, I think," he said.

I smiled at him.

He picked up a cup of coffee.

"Still warm. Is this for me?"

"Of course. I wasn't sure if you liked cream. One has it, the other doesn't."

He sat at the table. I pulled a chair next to his and sat.

He looked and laughed.


"I don't need to ask if you are happy. You are glowing."

"I am? I wonder why."

I wrapped my hand around his half-hard cock and felt it stiffen. I began stroking it as he sighed. He spread his legs and leaned back.

"Tell me what you are thinking. I don't know you well enough to know."

I sighed.

"I have a confession to make."

"Oh, no. Did you kill Harold?"

I laughed.

"Sorry! No."

"Was it sexual, I hope?"

I laughed.


"I love sexual confessions. Especially when the person confessing is sucking me."

I stared at him for a moment and laughed.

"Do they say a lot while they are sucking?" I asked him.

"No. But it feels good."

We both laughed.


"This morning in bed, you asked me if I was looking at pictures of your cock."

He nodded. "And you weren't."


"Why did you lie? Did you think I would hate you?"

"Well, mostly I thought it would make you unhappy and I didn't want to do that."

He smiled. "That's a good reason. Now we get to the cocksucking part, right?"

I laughed.

"I haven't finished."

"The only pictures I might be vaguely irritated by would be Stefan's. But I wouldn't be unhappy. I would take more pictures of me. Maybe with cum oozing out of my cockhead."

I groaned and he laughed. I grinned. He was wonderful.

"I was watching one of Alek's fliks."

"That's fine. If you told me that this morning, I would have told you that you would enjoy it more downstairs on a huge screen."

"Well, I wasn't sure."

Digger rubbed his forehead and his cock softened.

"You are so used to repressing sexual thoughts, you felt guilty admitting to me that you watched one of Alek's fliks when I showed you two yesterday."

"I didn't think of that."

"I was delighted that you liked my best friend's movies. I loved it when you stuck out your tongue a little while you were watching. It told me something important about you. You like oral sex. As your lover, I want to know what excites you. I was delighted that you want to have a three-way. It's hot, Eric. It doesn't make me angry, it makes me horny."

His cock was getting stiff again.

"Let me ask you something. Tell me the truth. If we were downstairs and we were watching a video, would you be hurt if I asked you to suck me?"

"Of course not."

"I would be looking at someone else. Maybe Alek, maybe someone else."

"I wouldn't mind."

"That's how I feel. If you get horny, guess who gets lucky?"

I smiled at him.

"I'm afraid I will do something to lose you. I—couldn't bear that."

Digger pulled me close and kissed me. Afterwards, I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Having sex with Stefan behind my back would irritate me, but not enough to let you go. OK? I don't want to lose you, either."

I kissed his neck.

"You are wonderful, Digger."

"Yes. It has always been a burden."

I laughed.

I didn't mention my father. I forgot all about him.

I got down on the floor.

"Oh, boy!" Digger said.

I took his cock in both hands and pulled back his foreskin. I licked the head until I could taste precum.

"See why I'm glad you like oral sex?" Digger asked.

I nodded.

I swallowed the head of his cock and began sucking. I stroked the shaft with one hand. I looked up and Digger was pinching his nipples. I was glad I knew that. Digger liked nipple play. I let go of his cock and sucked on one ball, then the other. I couldn't get them both in my mouth at the same time. I stroked him while I sucked his on balls. After a while, I went back to sucking him. He let out a breath and warm cum hit the back of my mouth. I angled my head to look up at him. I still had trouble believing someone so hot wanted me, but we lived together. It was a fact. He shot with a surprising amount of force, just like the day before. I was glad I excited him enough to cum hard. I swallowed each spurt. There was a lot, but it tasted good. Finally, it slowed. When it stopped, I squeezed every drop out of his cock.

He laughed.

"Don't worry! I'll give you more, later. I promise."

I grinned at him.

"I still don't—never mind."

"You were going to say something sexual, weren't you, Eric?"

I nodded.f

"But your father stopped you."

I shrugged. "I guess he did, but it wasn't important."

"I want to hear it."

"I was just going to say that I still haven't tasted Chimp spunk."

Digger grinned.

"I promise to help correct that. It will be easy because Alek will be here and he loves swallowers, just like me. He told you last night that he would like you to suck him two or three times a day."

"Oh, yeah."

"If you would enjoy that, I would love to watch. You've seen how much he shoots, though."

"Yes. I noticed that. I don't think I could handle more than a couple of loads of his a day."

"That's fantastic!"

I laughed. "It is?"

"I love sex. I get to watch. It will make my cock hard and I have a wonderful lover who loves my hard cock."

"Now that is very true. He adores it, even."

Digger chuckled.

"Last night you kissed him."

"Did it both you?"

"No. It didn't last long enough. Were you two ever lovers?"

"No. I only like humans. When we made that porn flik, the director wanted Alek to come on the human's face, of course. He wanted me to lick Alek's cum off it and share it with him in a kiss." I gulped. "I thought it would be disgusting, but I really enjoyed it. We've sometimes shared loads like that since then."

I nodded.

"Let's take a shower and then go make everyone jealous at breakfast."


We got in the shower and washed each other. Digger knelt and sucked me. I came very quickly. When he stood, I backed up to him and placed his cock at my hole.

He pushed inside me.

"Just a quick fuck. I'm starving."

"A quick one's better than none."


He held my hips and began fucking me. I started to slip and he wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my ear.

"I'm close."

"Fill me up, Dig."

He sped up, and a minute later, he did fill me. I felt his cock throb as he came. He pulled out and I turned around. He was still hard.

"How do I make that guy soft?"

"Praying might do it."

I laughed.

"You aren't that wonderful!"

"After breakfast, you could try various things," he said.

"Hmm. I'd like that."


We got out of the shower and dried each other.

Once I was dry, I still felt wet back there. I reached behind me and felt I was leaking his cum.

"I'm going to rinse myself out, first."


"So my shorts won't get soaked."

He took me in his arms.

"Baby, right now your breath smells like my cock and your ass smells like my cum. Where we are going, that is a good thing."

"Uh. OK."

"Stuff a paper towel or something in your shorts. Do you mind?"


I breathed into my hand and sniffed. I couldn't smell anything. He chuckled.

"Humans don't have very good senses of smell."

I shrugged. I got dressed and we left. We headed towards Rainey's Forest. Before we got there, we came to a diner, Two Stones. Digger held the door open for me. We went inside.

It was a restaurant full of Gorilla's, at least fifteen. Male Gorilla's. I didn't see a single female. Everyone, and I mean everyone, including the cook stopped to look at us. I had a panic attack. I felt Digger stopping me. That's how I knew I was backing out of the diner.

"Why did you bring me here?"

"What's wrong?"

I looked at him.

"They don't like me."

Digger called me on my meme.

"Eric, you are good looking. They are just jealous. Believe me, no wants to do anything worse than fuck you. Trust me, please."

I looked at him. I nodded.

"Are you afraid because of all the Beast attacks on humans?"

"What?" I said, out loud. I had never heard of a single attack.

Over the meme, he said, "They have more reason to fear you than of you to fear them. I would be a little hurt, if I didn't know it's your father's fault."

It was unfortunately true. Beasts were still discriminated against in some ways. Even though they were legally human, they couldn't marry humans. People like my father fought to keep it illegal. And invisible discrimination was everywhere. Merrick Investments had two Beasts working for them, and they were a large company.

When I looked again, I noticed many of them looked like they were sniffing. I suppose they could smell the cum in my pants. I closed my eyes. Or maybe they could smell my breath.

"Hello, Digger," a Gorilla said.

"Hey, George. This is Eric."

"Hello," I said.

George's nose twitched.

George seated us and asked what we wanted to drink. I happened to glance down and saw his cock was about to explode out of his pants. He was hung! I gulped and looked at Digger. He was grinning at me.

Digger spoke to me over my meme.

"George just congratulated me. He wants to make your breath smell like his cock. Your breakfast is on the house if you agree."

"You are kidding!" I said. I couldn't look George in the face after that.

"You are blushing, Eric," Digger said over the meme.

"I can't help it."

"Eric works at the club," Digger said, aloud.

"Really?" George asked.

Another Gorilla walked up to our table.

"Hello, Henry," Digger said.

"What kind of restaurant is this?" I asked over the meme.

"It's owned by two gay Gorillas. I have to admit I have an ulterior motive. I need to get more people into the bar. You are—"

"A smelly billboard?"

Digger laughed out loud.

"I was going to say 'enticing them'. Don't you think that sounds better?"

"It may sound better, but I still smell the same."

Digger grinned. "I know. You're my man."

I chuckled.

Digger was paying me two thousand a month salary. He probably did need to increase business. I didn't really mind. Once I knew some of them, I might be willing to at least jack them off in the bar.

Henry was speaking, but I wasn't paying attention. I was looking at the outline of his cock and getting hornier.

"Yes," Digger said. "We met at Realissmo."

"That place is better than a dating service," Henry said.

I looked at the outline of the erection in Henry's pants. He wasn't as big as George, but his pants were made of a very thin material. I could even see the veins on his erection. Then I watched the head extend out of his foreskin. I needed Digger.

"Are you going to be at the club tonight?" Henry asked.

"Eric?" Digger asked.

I looked over at him.

"Henry asked you if you were going to be at the club tonight."

"Yes. Every night."

"I'm afraid Eric got a little distracted, Henry. You don't mind, do you?" Digger asked.

I looked up at Henry.

"Not a bit!"

A Gorilla at the next table, with his back to me, turned around to look at me. I smiled at him. He grinned back.

Henry left and George brought us two coffees. I sipped mine while I looked around. Interest in us had faded. Only one Gorilla was looking at me.

"You did great," Digger said.

"What do you mean?"

"Everyone in the diner knows you like George's and Henry's cocks. We could all smell it. They all feel they might get lucky at the club."

I was embarrassed, but Digger was happy, and so were George and Henry. I decided not to worry about it.

"I need a drink."

"Oh, what would you like?"

"You know, a drink."

Digger smiled and stood. He took my hand and led me to the back of the restaurant. He opened the restroom door and took me to a stall. He sat me down. He pushed his shorts down. His erection flopped up and hit me under my chin. My jaw slammed shut and I laughed. I watched precum leak out and I moaned. I swallowed the head of his cock. Digger started stroking himself. I reached out and felt his balls.

"I'm going to give you that drink, and I'm not going to make you wait for it."

I angled my head to look up at him. He grinned. Then he groaned as he came. He shot four powerful spurts. His balls were hard workers! I swallowed it all and then squeezed the last out of his prick.

He sighed, grinning.

"Feel better?" he asked me.

"I do! How about you?"

"I'm on top of the world!"

I smiled.

He pulled his shorts up. We left the bathroom. I heard squeaking chairs and watched everyone in the restaurant turn to look at us. I couldn't help blushing.

We sat back down.

Henry walked over, again. I felt sorry for him. His cock was very hard.

"Eric, do you think that tonight—"

"I would like to get to know you, Henry."

He grinned. "I'll see you tonight."

"By the way, if you had reached out and groped him, I wouldn't have minded a bit."

I sighed.

"I still don't understand the rules. I'm afraid of doing something wrong and losing you. I couldn't bear that."

"Baby, as long as you keep saying things like that, you have nothing to fear. I'm glad you got hard looking at their cocks. Guess who got lucky?"

I laughed.

"The handsomest male on the planet?" I asked.

"No. Me."

"Ha, ha."

"Do you want to suck Henry now?"


He nodded.

We both had veggie omelets. Mine was delicious.

Another Gorilla walked over to talk to Digger. I looked at his erection in his pants, and presumably made him and everyone else in the restaurant happy. It was strange, but I had to admit, I was happier, too. My new life was about a hundred times better than my old one.

After we left the diner, I asked, "Are there really that many gay Gorillas?"

"There were a few bisexuals in there, too. But that is sort of the thing to do Wednesday mornings, if you are gay. I'm sure it was busier earlier."


Digger showed me some of the shops at that end of Central V. I had seen most of them, but had never been inside. After that, we walked in Rainey's Forest. In a particularly pretty spot, Digger kissed me. We lay on the ground and continued kissed.

Digger pulled away and lay on his back. I rested my head on his belly. We looked up at the trees. After a while, he stroked my hair. We listened to the calls of birds, distant noises from Central V, and the sound of the wind rustling the trees far above us.

"I feel like you are the person I was supposed to meet," Digger said.

"I know the feeling. I feel like you are the perfect person for me. You make me feel safe and protected and you let me have the sex I only dreamed of having."

I rolled onto my side. I was facing Digger's crotch. He was erect. I pulled his cock out.

"What we just did in the restroom of the diner was something I always wanted to do."


I pulled his cock to my mouth and licked the head.

"Do you really want it again?"

I stroked it, slowly. I watched the pink head appear and then disappear.

"I want to suck you, Eric."

"OK, but I will lose interest for a while."

"I sucked you this morning and you were very interested in the diner."

"That's because men were showing me their erections."

"Do you want me to suck you, now?"

"No. You can, though, if you want."

I watched a bead of precum form. I licked it off.

I began sucking him. He tasted so good. I stopped after a couple of minutes and ran my hands over his very hairy legs and crotch. I felt his hairy belly and less hairy chest, before pressing my mouth to his. We kissed. I stroked his cock and his tongue explored the inside of my mouth. Afterwards, I lay my head on his belly, again. I looked up at the trees and thought about how lucky I was.

"What time do you want to get together with Alek?"

"I would have to ask my boss. I don't know if I can just take off work for sex whenever I want."

Digger chuckled.

"He says it's OK."

"Oh, he doesn't sound enthused," I said.

"I asked again. He said you can consider it job training."

I laughed.

"I love my job!"

"Me, too!"

"I don't really care what time we get together."

"I'll call him and see what his schedule is like. It's probably like ours."

I closed my eyes and listened to the birds.

"Alek says half an hour."


"Where is the Innstibble?"

"Come on. I'll show you."

We got up. Digger pulled his shorts up.

We walked out of the forest and walked on the sidewalk next to it. We turned onto a trail marked with a little wooden sign that showed a drawing of a redwood. We followed the trail up to a tree. The lake was visible from there.

"This is it. There are two buildings, but I'm not sure which tree is the other building."

I shook my head. It looked just like the other redwoods.

"Em said there are windows."

"Yes, but from the outside, they look like bark."


"I'll take you to lunch there tomorrow. You can see the inside."