The Cattery_M/M contemporary sweet kinky romance

by K. A. Merikan

  Goran slid down to the seat beside Luis then nuzzled him under the chin with growing excitement. He could do anything in this new role. He didn’t have to work on being witty, and his all-too-fast tongue wouldn’t get him in trouble the way it always did. No, it would bring him pleasure.

  Goran licked up Luis’s Adam’s apple with a smile. Yep, he could do that too. And get straightforward compliments in return.

  Luis gasped softly, letting his head fall back as Goran took his time caressing the graceful neck and savoring the sharp bite of stubble on his tongue. His gaze strayed lower, to the front of Luis’s pants, which revealed just how much enjoyment he had out of this.

  Goran wouldn’t mind seeing more of Luis’s body. If his arms were anything to go by, the man was ripped. Judging by his size, he could probably even carry Goran, and Goran wasn’t that small.

  He pretended not to pay any mind to Luis’s growing erection, like a cat wouldn’t, and he lay back in Luis’s lap, presenting his belly for rubbing, and stirring his back to tease the stiff meat in Luis’s pants.

  Luis breathed through his open mouth, watching Goran from below droopy eyelids, and he leaned down, placing a soft kiss on Goran’s forehead. His one hand was slowly caressing Goran’s scalp while the other trailed down his torso, all too close to Goran’s own growing cock. It stopped over the navel and made circular, teasing movements.

  Goran bit back a smile. In sex, he was pretty versatile but liked to take charge overall. To just lay back and be allowed to be as selfish as he pleased was so new he didn’t yet know what to do with that possibility. After several minutes of playful petting, Goran regretted not taking his jeans off, because they were becoming tight. He arched his hips up, biting his tongue before he almost asked Luis to go lower with his hand.

  Luis chuckled and tickled Goran’s ribs, only grazing the skin just above Goran’s waistband. It was torture, and Goran twisted in Luis’s lap, meowing loudly and poking that handsome face with his palms. So there were also downsides of not being able to speak. Only now it hit him. Would he be wearing fake paws, ears… a butt plug with a tail, and all that kind of kinky stuff? Luis did mention a collar.

  Goran pulled himself up and straddled Luis’s lap, excited over being able to just touch the guy wherever he liked. He put his hands on Luis’s shoulders and licked up his nose, as he moved his ass against the erection underneath.

  Luis moaned, and when his hand slid between Goran’s legs, it was as if trumpets started a fanfare all around them. Goran gasped and licked Luis’s chin, curling up against him as the large, warm hand squeezed him through his jeans, and then slowly two fingers moved up and down the zipper, taunting Goran with their proximity.

  Goran meowed loudly, not even embarrassed anymore, and he ground his crotch into Luis’s hand, though his mind was already circling around Luis’s dick. Big? Small? Curved? Thick? Dark? Shaved pubes?

  When Luis opened Goran’s pants and put his hand in, it was a dream come true. He tugged on Goran’s cock gently, pulling on the foreskin, as if he’d never seen anything like it before.

  “Big for a house cat,” whispered Luis into Goran’s ear, then licked along the back of it, pushing Goran’s pants lower with his free hand.

  Goran let out a little whimper and bit down on Luis’s ear. He hadn’t had sex since he came to the US a few months back, so Luis’s hot, confident hand awoke all of Goran’s sex-starved body.

  “Let me help you out of this,” said Luis, tugging on Goran’s jeans to pull them off. “How did you even get so entangled in clothes, baby? Did someone play a cruel joke on you?”

  Goran bit his lip and nuzzled Luis’s neck while he allowed for all of those careful ministrations. All of a sudden, he did feel as if the clothes were unnecessary and constricting. As if someone forced him into a costume instead of letting him be free. He was more than happy for Luis to see all of him. He always liked going to nudist beaches back in Croatia, and he was proud of all his lean muscle and smooth skin.

  He meowed happily when Luis’s hands slid up his thighs and to his ass.

  With the jeans and underwear pooled by the sofa, Goran was completely free to move around, and he all but climbed up Luis’s body, as if it were a tree.

  They both gasped when Goran brushed over the erection tenting inside Luis’s pants, but their lips met even before Goran could decide what to do about the still-hidden cock. Luis’s warm, slick mouth sent an electric current all the way down Goran’s body, and as their tongues played, Luis curled his hand around Goran’s cock again.

  He grunted and purred as the hand went up and down his cock, always playing with the foreskin and teasing the head with a thumb. Goran began pumping his cock into the fist. Even if he didn’t get to stay in the end, as least he’d have had some fun. He usually went for guys closer to his age, but Luis was so muscular and athletic, Goran was up for a taste of something different.

  He rocked his hips faster when his body started to gallop toward climax. Luis alternated between kissing Goran’s neck and lips and just watching him with those intensely green eyes. His warm, minty breath danced over Goran’s skin, and just seconds later, Goran came, clutching at Luis’s arms.

  “There, kitty, that’s good,” whispered Luis, petting his neck with warm, gentle fingers.

  Goran panted, mewling quietly as the orgasm still shivered in his body. He couldn’t wait to see Luis’s cock, probably already leaking pre-cum by now, but he needed a few more breaths.

  Once he was ready, he leaned back, about to slide down to the floor, but a mischievous thought bloomed in his head when he looked at Luis, so flushed and excited, with cum still on his fingers. Goran leaned over to Luis’s hand and lapped at it to lick up the sperm.

  The digits trembled, only smearing the salty liquid on Goran’s eager lips.

  “Oh, yes, that’s a good kitty. You’re such a sweet, caring cat, Smokey,” whispered Luis, but his other hand was already unzipping the front of his shorts, and a flash of white underwear caught Goran’s attention.

  He sucked in one finger to tease Luis but then slid down to the carpet, between Luis’s knees, sated yet anxious to see what Luis was packing.

  “I bet you like surprises,” said Luis, and his hand shakily scratched the back of Goran’s ear as he pulled out his cock. It was average in length but quite thick, and it bounced straight at Goran’s lips, as if it couldn’t wait for attention.

  Instead of taking it in right away, Goran looked up as if he didn’t know what to do with it and lapped at the length, slipping his tongue into the slit at the top. If he hadn’t just come, he’d be getting hard again solely from the heat and taste of that cock.

  Luis groaned and squeezed some of the hair on top of Goran’s head, pulling him closer. “That feels good. You’re lovely, keep going, baby,” he pleaded, spreading his thighs farther.

  Goran made long, slow licks up and down Luis’s cock, and the thing was so hard and hot, it looked as if Luis was going to come any moment now. Instead of giving him head, Goran moved his licks lower, lapping at the man’s balls and loving the salty taste of the soft skin.

  Luis stirred and pumped his dick just an inch away from Goran’s face. “That’s good, keep going,” he whispered, his thighs trembling as he pushed his cock into his own fist while Goran sucked and licked his hairless scrotum. He didn’t even seem to care for getting sucked if he could get the cat role-play from Goran.

  When Luis came, murmuring sweet words to ‘Smokey’, Goran leaned back, but it turned out to be a bad idea, and he ended up with cum dripping down his forehead. Still, he wasn’t complaining.

  Luis was still catching his breath, looking even more handsome with a flush coloring his cheeks and glistening eyes, but he wouldn’t stop petting his new cat and quickly pulled him back into his lap. “That’s a good boy. So affectionate.”

  Goran meowed with a smile and nuzzled his face against Luis’s, uncaring about rubbing the cum on him. Now that he’d had a trial run of being a pl
easure cat, he wanted to stay with Luis even more.

  “I think this is settled then,” Luis said, pulling Goran into yet another kiss and massaging his chest. “You need your collar, and we’ll go meet the other kitties.”

  Chapter 3

  Goran didn’t know what to expect once they signed a contract and Luis invited him to finally enter the cattery and get acquainted with all the other ‘cats’. Would they be locked up in a particular part of the house that featured giant cat trees and pots of catnip? To his surprise, after putting a thin black collar and a cat ear headband on Goran, Luis led him through a back door and past a quaint rectangular swimming pool shimmering in the sun. They followed a trail between the trees, farther away from the gate Goran originally arrived at. How big was this whole property anyway? Would he have access to the ocean as well? With a private beach he’d earlier imagined?

  Luis walked up to a tall fence that was painted the same cream color as the mansion. Goran could see palm trees growing behind it, but when Luis pressed his thumb against a black plaque on the wall, and the wooden doors unlocked, it became clear this next area wasn’t accessible to most guests. As they walked through the lush garden, the distant sound of pop music and voices began teasing Goran’s ears, and it grew louder as they left the fence behind. A large modern building with brilliantly white walls and huge windows emerged from the greenery. The breeze carried salty air straight into Goran’s face, and he took a deep breath, keeping calm as they approached the house, which might as well have been the home of a movie star.

  It had a completely different vibe than the Mediterranean-style building Luis interviewed him at. When they entered, Goran sucked his lips in, so as not to smile too widely. He’d never been to a place this cool. The whole first floor was a giant open space with glass walls that let bright sunlight caress the white furniture.

  They passed a large kitchen with a breakfast bar at the white counter and went on to the living room where multiple shapes of sofas, armchairs, and beanbags suggested the interior had been designed solely with leisure in mind. On the large flat screen TV, a game of Skyrim was paused, and the controller lay on a round pillow where someone left it before walking off, confident no one would spoil his fun and switch off the console.

  Loud voices came from beyond the windows that revealed an amazing view on the shimmering ocean.

  “Ah, they’re probably all having fun at the pool,” said Luis, stopping by the glass wall and looking out at a huge swimming pool stylized to look like a natural body of water, with irregularly shaped borders and a little bridge that allowed one to walk over to an artificial island in the middle. There were more guys splashing in the water, but Goran’s gaze was irresistibly drawn to a lean, athletic body stretched on a sunbed on the island, right next to a pot of orchids.

  He was all golden skin, his bare flesh made of strong muscle that cast soft shadows in shallow grooves, like the one on the side of the stranger’s round buttocks. Goran couldn’t see his face, as the guy buried it in his folded forearms, but the mop of pale curls made him imagine blue eyes, a combination Goran was partial to.

  After he chilled out with Luis after sex, Goran had considered putting his clothes on, but assuming that the ‘cats’ would be naked, he decided against it and stayed in just his briefs. The weather was hot enough anyway, and if he stayed dressed, he’d feel like the only person wearing pants at a nudist beach.

  “Are they—we expected to always be naked, or…?”

  Luis shook his head. “No, except for when we all play, of course. When you’re not acting, you’re free to wear your clothes, or simply stay in your underwear, whatever’s most comfortable.”

  Goran smiled when the guy with the blond curls turned around in his sleep and presented his buttocks in their full glory. “Who’s that?”

  Luis smiled. “So you have a favorite already?”

  Goran blinked a few times, as if the words pulled him out of the daydream where he was on top of the blond, fucking him in a lazy manner on that island. “I—No, I just… he’s—”

  Luis waved his hand. “Don’t worry about it. Maybe you’ll get lucky with him later tonight,” he said, winking. “His name’s Ollie.”

  Goran nodded, hoping Ollie would like him as much as Goran liked Ollie’s ass. He tore his gaze away to look at the other three guys. The tall one with an athletic body noticed them first and jumped up in the pool to wave with a big smile, but another ‘cat’ chose that moment to toss a big blow-up ball at his head.

  Luis provided information, wanting the introductions to go smoothly later. The largest of the guys, the one who noticed them, was called Bounce. Then there was Cinnamon, the one who tossed the ball at him. He was a complete opposite of his athletic friend. Slim and shorter, he had an incredibly pretty face framed by reddish brown hair that was arranged into a tidy haircut.

  The fourth guy laughed at the whole situation from his comfortable-looking sunbed where he lay in a pair of large headphones. He stood out from the crowd immediately due to a body covered with tattoos, and long pitch-black hair. Luis introduced him as Clove. Goran was pretty sure those names were just as real as ‘Smokey’ was, but ‘Ollie’ did have a nice ring to it.

  Ollie woke up to the commotion. When he looked their way, a wide smile almost split his face in two, and Goran’s heart skipped a beat. He couldn’t see much of Ollie’s face from afar, but if the others were anything to go by, the guy would be smoking hot.

  Luis waved at his cats and put his hand in his pockets. “I think we should join them. They were really excited to meet you when I talked to them in the morning,” he said, already walking down a flight of wooden stairs, which led to the patio door.

  Goran followed him promptly, sucking in as much air as he could to oxygenate his brain in preparation for anything that could potentially go wrong. Cinnamon was climbing out of the water when Bounce playfully pushed him back before stretching and presenting a muscular chest in all its wet glory. Goran politely smiled at them, but his attention kept shifting to the ray of sunshine that was Ollie’s hair. The guy put on a pair of tight swimming trunks and rushed across the bridge, eyes fixed on the two newcomers.

  As he ran, the bell at Ollie’s silver collar jingled, and his curls, along with the big smile, made him look like the personification of happiness. They were getting closer to Luis, and deep down, Goran knew that pretty smile wasn’t meant for him, but it only truly sank in when Ollie ran up to Luis and wrapped his arms around the man’s waist.

  “I missed you, Master. Did you have a good day?” He got to his toes and brushed his nose against Luis’s. Together, they looked like fire and water with Ollie’s smooth-shaven face against Luis’s scruff, his golden skin against the darker, warmer hue of Luis’s, bright blue eyes looking into dark green. Goran was staring, and he couldn’t help himself. He hardly noticed the others approaching once Ollie’s gaze met his and swiped his body in a long, smooth stroke that caressed Goran’s pecs and shoulders. Goran had to force back the urge to straighten up and flex his muscles. The last thing he needed was to look desperate.

  Luis smiled and kissed the tip of Ollie’s nose. “Yes, it looks like I’ve adopted a new cat. His name is Smokey.” He petted Goran’s hair absentmindedly.

  Ollie’s face was incredibly symmetrical, with large eyes, a straight nose, and pink lips that Goran just longed to—

  Ollie leaned over, and Goran immediately opened his mouth, anticipating a kiss, but instead, Ollie’s warm tongue swiped across his upper lip, stirring a longing deep in Goran’s loins.

  “See, he likes you already,” said Luis.

  “Y—I… hi.” Goran looked into Ollie’s eyes, but he got too nervous to smile. Guys rarely had him feeling intimidated, but Ollie was so ridiculously pretty Goran wasn’t sure what to do to catch his attention.

  Cinnamon rubbed his freckled face against Luis’s arm. “Will you be staying with us today, Master?”

  Bounce patted Goran on the back and mouthed a ‘h
i’. He had the brightest smile, and it looked genuine, as if he were just the kind of person who’d be optimistic even if the building were crumbling above his head. They shook hands.

  “Hi, Cin. I don’t know yet. Do you want me to?” said Luis.

  “Yes,” Ollie answered immediately, cuddling up to Luis’s arm.

  Goran took one look at Ollie’s ass, and he was sure staying here for six months would be pure pleasure.

  “I was just playing Skyrim,” said Clove, keeping slightly to the side and shooting curious glances at Goran. “You could join me, Master.” The guy was short and slender but had more muscle on him than Cinnamon.

  Luis laughed and ruffled his smooth hair. “Maybe another time. Aren’t you all hungry already?”

  Bounce grinned. “Hell yeah!”

  “I could eat,” said Cin, but Goran wasn’t surprised, as he was the smallest of the guys and probably needed the least fuel.

  Goran wasn’t sure what to think about the whole ‘Master’ thing, but he didn’t feel subjugated by it, so he supposed he could go with it.

  “I’d like some milk, Master,” Ollie whined and nuzzled Luis’s pec. Was this flirting or a genuine suggestion?

  Luis laughed and pinched Ollie’s chin. Then he reached into his pocket, and all the cats immediately sank to their knees, even before the jingle of the bell came.

  Goran was the odd one out, still standing, but by the time the bell stopped jingling, he was down on all fours as well, adjusting the cat ear headband as soon as he noticed all the others put theirs on as well. He was sure this was about to become the weirdest half a year of his life. He settled on watching the other ‘cats’ for now to uncover what was most desirable in the human pets. Ridiculous as this was, it was still a job, and Goran wanted to do it well.

  Cinnamon was quick to brush the side of his body against Luis’s calf, and when he licked the back of Luis’s knee, their master yelped and then laughed out loud.