The Lion's Big, Hungry Cock

A cock vore commision!

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 “Like what you see?”
Remmie blushed and turned to the lion behind him.  They were the only two who came to the gym at this hour, and currently, they were in the locker room.  Remmie had tried not to stare too much at the handsome lion, but he just couldn’t help himself.  Plus, the sweat and musk radiating off the guy was making Remmie lose it.
The lion smirked upon seeing Remmie’s guilty expression.  “Don’t worry, little guy.  I’ve taken notice of you too.  In fact, I’d love to play around with you.”
“Uh, I don’t know,” Remmie said, scratching his head.  “We’re in a public place, and I don’t want—”
“I wasn’t asking,” the lion said sultrily.  He put a hand under Remmie’s chin and tilted it upward.  “Kneel for me.”
Remmie instantly obeyed, getting down on the floor in front of him, and the lion laughed.  “Oh, you take orders so easily.  Well, in that case. . .”  He smiled evilly.  “I’m going to have a /lot/ of fun with you.
“Now stand up and strip.”
The raccoon hurriedly did so, getting to his feet so fast he almost tripped over himself.  The lion chuckled.  “Man, you’re a klutz, aren’t you?  Get you clothes off before I do it for you.”
Remmie removed his shirt, revealing his cream-furred chest to the dominant animal, who smiled.  “So far so good, raccoon,” he said.  “Now let’s see the bottom half.”
The raccoon blushed.  He knew his penis wasn’t the biggest around.  But he felt compelled to obey, so he quickly took of his shorts and underwear, revealing his dick to the dom.
The lion let out a roar of laughter.  “Man, that’s all your packing?  What a tiny thing!”  He brought his thumb and forefinger together, emphasizing its small size.  “Adorable little dick.  I think that’s what I’ll call you from now on: Little Dick.”  /Fuck/ did that make Remmie hard.  The lion smirked.  “Not let me show you what a /real/ penis looks like. . .”
The lion removed his shirt, which showed off a burly, ripped chest, and made the smell of his musk further permeate the air, nearly making Remmie swoon.  “Like that, Little Dick?” the lion asked, grinning down at the submissive.  “You haven’t seen anything yet.”
He put his hands on the rim of his shorts, building anticipation.  Then he quickly removed his pants.
Remmie gasped.  He had seen the bulge beneath the lion’s shorts before, but . . . damn, they didn’t do it justice.  It was the largest cock he had ever seen in his life, swelling beautifully from between the lion’s legs, already wet with precum and eager for more.
“Now /that/’s a real penis, Little Dick,” the lion said, sitting down on the locker room benches.  He sneered.  “And I want you to kiss it.  Think you can do that?  Or are you too much of a klutz for that too?”
“I-I can do that!” Remmie said, speaking for the first time in quite a while.  “I can kiss your dick, sir!”
“Good.”  The lion leaned back on the bench and extended his dick out toward the raccoon. “Then get to it, Little Dick.”
Remmie got on his knees in front of the lion, putting his hands out to hold the huge penis.  Stroking it with his fingers, he planted kisses on the tip and down the rod, adoring the absolutely massive member with everything he could muster.  The musk made things even better, and when he finished, he planted a final kiss on the tip, and looked approvingly up at the lion.
“Not bad, Little Dick,” the lion said.  “In fact, I think my cock likes you.”  He smirked down at the submissive raccoon.  “Let’s see you give it a sniff.  Go on.”
The raccoon obeyed, and leaned forward, smelling the penis deeply.  The smell of musk and sweat rose up in the raccoon’s nose, and he let out a contented sigh.  It was like smelling the man’s hairy armpits except, well, it was between his legs.  The musk was turning Remmie on big time.
“Ooooh, you’re into that, aren’t you, Little Dick?”  The lion grinning evilly.  “Guess you won’t mind getting a closer look then.” He grabbed the back of Remmie’s head and forced the raccoon’s muzzle into his cock, pressing his nose against the erect member.  Now Remmie was forced to breathe in the smell of the lion’s dick, and that musky scent made him pant in anticipation.
The lion laughed, feeling Remmie’s head twitch beneath his hands.  “Wow you’re getting pretty excited, aren’t you?” he said, pressing the raccoon harder onto his dick.  “Geez, Little Dick.  Let’s give you a more personal view.”
The lion’s penis was starting to drip with precum.  He brought Remmie’s head back so the raccoon could take a look at it.  “Let’s have you clean that up, Little Dick.”  
He shoved Remmie’s head onto his dripping tip, and used the raccoon’s face to wipe up the precum.  Remmie stuck out his tongue as he was pushed around, trying to get a taste of it; he managed to get a few licks in.
“Looks like my cock’s hungry for you,” the lion said, smirking.  “Why don’t give it a taste?”  Remmie looked up at him, delight in his eyes.  “That’s right.  Suck my dick, get me hard.”
Remmie eagerly did so, opening his mouth wide so he could get the massive member in his mouth.  He licked and sucked the tip of the lion’s dick, loving having that glorious penis.
“Getting there, Little Dick,” said the lion, looking down with a smile.  “Good boy.”
The praise pushed Remmie forward, and slowly he made his way up the lion’s cock, sucking and licking as he went.  The sensations filled the lion with pleasure, and he moaned, leaning back on the bench.  
His noises filled Remmie with pride, and motivated him as he made his way up the huge dick.  When it was halfway in his mouth, he focused all his energy on sucking, unable to bring it in any further.  He licked harder, felt the penis getting straighter and straighter in his mouth—
Until, as the lion was getting fully erect, he patted Remmie’s head.  “That’s enough, Little Dick,” he said, smirking.  “I have a better plan for you to bring me to climax.”
Remmie slowly let the penis out of his mouth, being careful not to choke on the huge member.  He looked down to see the lion’s member was still hard—in fact, the tip of it seemed to be pointing right at him.
“Looks like you like my cock, and my cock likes you,” the lion said.  He leaned forward into Remmie’s ear.  “Want to be a part of my dick forever, little raccoon?” he whispered with a grin.  “Come on.  You know you want to.”
Remmie didn’t hesitate.  “Yes,” he said, looking into the cockmouth, eager to be inside.  “Please let me be a part of you.”
The lion smirked.  “Wish granted, Little Dick,” he said.  “Hold your breath~.”
The cockmouth opened wide in front of Remmie, and before he knew it, it wrapped around him and threw him inside a chamber of cum.  Inch by inch he ascended into the murky, thick tunnel, with musky cum filling his mouth and nose as he went.  The smell made him almost faint with pleasure, but he wanted to experience the whole ride, so he forced himself to stay awake.
The lion, on his part, was having an absolutely fabulous time.  He felt every movement Remmie made as the raccoon slid into his cock: every squirm, every twitch, was absolutely glorious, and only added to his pleasure.  His balls swelled up as the raccoon went further in, and the lion smirked.  He reached down and stroked his enlarging cock as it filled up with Remmie, anticipating the submissive’s digestion into semen.
Remmie stopped traveling up a tunnel and began emptying into a round chamber.  This one was filled with swirling, thick cum, that lapped up the animal the further he went inside.  He realized he must be in the lion’s balls, and that meant he would soon be turned into cum.  The raccoon didn’t fear this, however—he found himself anticipating the transformation, thankful he could become a part of the handsome lion.  And so, a moment later, he passed out, and the nutsack did its work.
The lion gasped as he stroked his hard penis, loving the feeling of his nutsack swelling up.  He felt them churning as Remmie was taken in by his balls, and that took the dominant over the edge.  He cried out, and released.
Cum squirted out of his massive penis, a stream of semen that landed directly on Remmie’s clothes.  It was fitting for the remains of the raccoon to reunite with him.  The lion smirked, and picked up Remmie’s cum-soaked clothing, tossing it in the garbage bin.
“It was fun playing with you, Little Dick.  Now you’re mine forever.”