EXPLICIT - Jammin' At the Club

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	The night was young and the sounds of music were meeting the ears of all the club-goers tonight. With how everyone was enjoying themselves, they were sure to be happy. All that some of these people would need to be happy were a tall cold drink and...

	'...Maybe some pussy. Man, I need to get some o' that sometime soon.' A snake speaks his mind at the sight of some hyena girl twerking herself against some other male on the dance floor. 'Hm... maybe... when the song changes, I could score some o' that nice piece of ass...' The swelling and thumping of the bass in the song was making his splotched scales tingle with want and need. With as fluid motion as he can make, he strides his way through the crowd towards his next target: a wolf grinding against the other club-goers all on his lonesome. Clearly, he knew how to have a good time. Just what he was looking for.

	"Hey, you, wolfy. 's yer' name?" He speaks out loudly over the thumping bass that permeated the air. After a glance, he knows what he's about: he's here to have fun, and no one could tell him otherwise.
	"Hey yerself, stud. You want my name, you gotta earn it. Come here often, or 're you just makin' a special case for me?" The wolf speaks just as loudly, as if trying to compete with the bumping and thumping from the speakers near the front of the room.
	"Shiiiiit, I gotta earn it? Heh, aight, aight, I gotchu. Hey, whaddya' say we go out back and have a little bit o' fun, eh?"
	"Hehe, if y'want. Meet me out back, ten minutes, I gotta get some o' that good shit in me, yeah?" And like that, the wolf brushes his fluffy hand against the snake's hood before disappearing into the crowd. Yeah, he's found what he was looking for: a nice piece of ass to bed for the night. With a smirk on his fanged maw, he heads towards the bar in the corner, slaps down a bill, and grabs a few shots of cheap alcohol. With a bit of hesitation at the sight of some of that crap-quality booze, he throws one of them back, then the other before the burn kicked in. Yeeeeesh, there's the buzz he was looking for. Now, to get out of here and go around back.

	The doors clatter open for a brief moment before the snake slips his way through. With a satisfying "Ker-chunk", they close once again, leaving him alone with the still-warm brick walls and the refuse at the far end of the alley. He scratches behind his hood a bit before leaning his back up against the wall.
	"Now, to play the waiting game."

	"Heh, took y'long enough, then bro." The snake smirks a bit as the wolf slips out of that noise and sweat-filled room full of people. With a smirk, the snake closes the distance between himself and the wolf before lowering his hood, winking at his partner, and leaning in for a kiss. The wolf, however, presses his hands against the reptile's scaled chest, and keeps him just enough away to speak without making contact.
	"Easy now, big guy. Where's yer manners, huh? You got a name, or should I just call you 'stud' from here on out?" The wolf smirks a bit before leaning against the brick wall.
	"Hehe, fair's fair, I guess. Call me King, if y'want somethin' to scream while you're having fun, yeah?  Now, how's about you give me a bit of a spin, yeah? See what I'm working with?" And like that, the snake back against the opposite wall, crosses his arms, and gives the wolf another half-smirk while waiting for him to do as he wants. The wolf smiles for a moment, does a twirl in place, and strikes a pose: hands against the wall, rump pushed out against his jeans towards the snake. Looks like he certainly knows how to keep that back arched, too. "Oooh, good puppy. Now, c'mere, I wanna show you somethin' nice." And like that, the snake closes the distance once again, wraps one arm around the wolf's head, and pulls him into a kiss. When he does, he slips into the canine's mouth with his coiling tongue, trying to find out which good spots would be perfect to explore and taste.
	"Mmm..." The wolf pulls away with a smirk. "Hehe, y'know, I can do a little more than just foreplay with this thing. You want in?" And like that, the wolf drops to his knees, and opens his toothy maw for the snake to see. Judging by the large tent the snake was pitching in his pants, it would be safe to say that he's interested.
	"Oh, you had me at 'foreplay'. Now, c'mere." And like that, the snake unbuttons his jeans, shimmies them down, and pulls out his length. Easily, he's over a foot and a half long, with a good enough girth to match it. Even in the low light, the equine member that the snake is sporting has a bit of a gleam around the middle.  "Like what you see, puppy? I like to spice things up a little bit sometimes, so I hope y' don't mind somethin' to go for, yeah?" And like that, the snake presses his member against the canine's maw.
	The wolf smiles, wraps both hands around that reptiles length, and with bit of a chuckle, plants a small kiss onto the very tip of that flared dick. One after another, he plants a kiss down the length of that behemoth the snake calls a cock, soon meeting the shining medial ring. He chuckles for a moment before pressing his nose against the tip, eliciting a gasp from the snake.
	"Easy there, puppy, that nose of yours is cold."
	"Hehe, can you blame me, though?" And like that, the wolf swirls his tongue around the snake's member.
	"Nnngh... nah, not really. Keep goin'." And like that, gives one last kiss before engulfing the tip of that monster of a dick. "Oooh, that's the spot. Keep goin' puppy, or else I'm gonna make you go." The snake bites his lip at the feeling of warmth and suction around his member. He could do this for hours, especially with how this wolf likes to take his time. Nevertheless, he rests against the brick wall before placing his hand behind the wolf's ear. Canines like scratching this spot, don't they? Might as well try it and find out. With a bit of practiced timing, he scratches behind the wolf's ear whenever he feels him going down on the right spot. Soon enough, the snake starts to tense up, and his member starts to throb.
	"Hey, puppy, care for a treat?" And like that, the snake's eyes roll back a bit before rope after long, sticky, searing hot rope splatters out of his cock. The wolf winces a bit at first at the taste of that salty substance, and ends up pulling off of that member. Those ropes that were jetting out of that length splatter their way against his face, and soon start to drip a bit towards the ground. "Hah... that, my dude, was fuckin' good. Feel like cleanin' up at all, or are you done for now?"
"Well, depends, you want a round two? 'Cause I'm up for a round two of this good shit." And like that, the wolf starts to rub and tug against the snake's member once more, just to get every single drop of that load out and onto his tongue or face.

	KER-CHK!

	The wolf and the snake's eyes widen at the sound of the side door's latch being pressed before light from inside floods out of the building, and onto their forms.
	"Hey, what the hell, guys? Shiiiiiiit, that's where he's been for the past half-hour. You're gettin' your dick sucked without us?" The snake lets out a sigh before a smirk crosses his face.
	"Well, what else would you expect, he's got good taste in partners. Now, how does a fine gentleman like you feel about getting a round from this puppy? Maybe a drink or three on me? Hell, how's about you come on out and watch round two, hm?" The snake gives a wink towards the newcomer as he slips out from the doorway, his phone raised up towards the snake and canine. The sound of the music from inside is still flooding everyone's ears with the iconic beat. The wolf even gives a smirk before starting to clean up the snake's member the old fashioned way- with a slurp, a swallow, and a smile. The canine gets a bit of a treat, too, judging on the look that he's giving the snake right about now.
	"Hehe, good puppy. Now, keep that camera pointed right at me; I just love to give people a performance."