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Part Eight: Bad Ideas

On Saturday Tomas had gone to practice, there was a practice game with his team and well, he was feeling a little unsettled as he always did when it was a go against their rival team. His sisters both wanted to join him, especially as they had to go study in the library across the road and well, their support was enough to make Tomas smile and agree for them to join him. He was hopeful that his sisters would have a good day and indeed, their support gave him luck as his team beat their rivals in the little practice run and well, there was a surprise when still a little sweaty even after his shower, the black coloured Jaglion strolled into the library and was met by someone surprising.

"Hey Tomas... it's been a while since you came to the library, let alone our section of town... how's it going with the basketball?" Tomas had practically frozen in surprise to come face to face with Elena Manuel, Clint's older sister and once Tomas' friend in the old library reading groups. When he'd gotten into basketball, Tomas had needed to give up his free time to training and that had meant he rarely got to visit the library and sit with the reading group, which had been a shame because he had really gotten along with Elena and well, she had been the one to introduce him to Clint and think they could train together. But right from the off the Maned Wolf had been an ass to Tomas and so he had just back away from them all; seeing Elena now though after such a long time was shocking and the pretty red coloured wolf with her black face and long black limbs fluttered her eyes as him as Tomas gave a gulp. "I was talking to your sisters, they said you were looking for a tutor for your English classes and well, I've got some free time right now if you wanna come over and I can help... Clint's going to be out with his friends so I don't think you'll have to worry about him."

"That would be really helpful... let me just tell my sisters." Tomas could not help but feel bashful in front of her, she was always so nice to him and better still she was Clint's sister and probably about as close as he could get to the dream he'd had about that guy. After checking with Leo that he was watching the three girls and then letting the 'aunts' know where he was going, Tomas was quick to follow Elena to her home which was a small little bungalow about twenty minutes walk from the gym and the library but if it were not for sitting precariously on the district school line, Clint and Elena would have been classmates at school for Tomas' family. They reached it and went inside, quickly pulling out their books and Elena was always helpful in going over the work and getting him to analyse poetry. She'd been having the same problems with Clint and his studies, sport just taking up so much of their time and energy that sometimes schoolwork was forgotten. But it was only an hour in before Elena's large tail began to waft gently over Tomas' shoulder and she then stretched back on the sofa, showing off her long back legs in her tight skirt and then coyly fluttering her eyes at him.

"You should probably know Tomas... I didn't just want you to come here to work on poetry... if you're not interested of course..." Elena was clearly offering something that Tomas did not even know if he wanted at all. He looked her up and down and he gulped heavily... she had a decent bust and she smelt nice, but something about her was just not inspiring him. All the same, Jett's warning that he should be careful about his thoughts echoed around Tomas' head and for a moment he was not sure if he should refuse but use this so he could have someone to confirm that he was not odd. He looked at Elena's coy expression and gave an anxious gulp once more before nodding his head, closing his eyes for a moment and just making her fur most rusty coloured, removing the breasts and then she was just about as good as his mind could get to being Clint and that seemed to encourage some excitement within Tomas that Elena gave a chuckle over. "They say cats can be surprisingly big... how about we keep it simple... I'll give you a blow job and then we can see how far it goes... I take it I'm your first?"

Wordlessly Tomas nodded his head at her but he also gave a heavy gulp of concern and anxiety as he looked towards her as she gave a soft chuckle of amusement as she stroked at his thigh gently before she knelt down in front of him. Tomas was quickly shuddering, he was not sure that his body was going to rise for her and so he looked towards her with a groan of anxiety before closing his eyes tightly and then thinking instead that it was Clint in front of him, Clint on his knees. He let her hands gently undo his zip before shifting his boxers down as Tomas gave a heavy gulp and then heard Elena gave a soft chuckle as her hand then slipped over his sheath. Tomas closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth and where a soft, warm hand with its leathery underside was gently stroking up and down the edge of the sheath until the pink head was visible with its bristled tip and gently Elena grasped at the bottom ready to start urging his form out but Tomas grimaced... he had to think it was Clint, he had to think it was a male touching him, not a female!

As Elena began to pull the sheath very gently down over the shaft, urging it to start swelling and straining out, Tomas tried to just focus on the sensation and he lay his head back against the sofa. Suddenly he noticed a sweaty sock was stuck down the back of the sofa, within smelling range and it clearly belonged to Clint! Suddenly catching the whiff of his strong canine scent and then thinking about his paws about being his shaft, Tomas gave a soft moan and finally his cock began to swell with more ease and slide out of the sheath. Once revealed, Elena was soon stroking at it gently, urging it to get thicker and harder as Tomas gave a soft sigh and, in his mind, he could only think of how wonderful it was to feel but only in thinking that it was Clint touching him. His nose sucked in the scent of that sock, he thought about the grimace that Clint usually wore when he saw Tomas shifting into the kind of wicked grin of someone about to do something dirty rather than to try and fight him on the court. Tomas gave a soft little whimper the moment he felt a warm tongue stroking at the bottom of his pulsing shaft, its dampness seeming to cling and coat the sensitive flesh with something that only made him feel more excited. As he shifted his hips forward, his tail dropping down and his legs widening as if he were about to receive a different kind of licking, Elena's mouth slid over his long form and gave a soft moan of pleasure as she then began to suck.

The sudden vacuum around his form, the massaging, wet movements of the muscles within her mouth as well as the tingling sensation of the tongue wrapping and rolling about him was shocking. He was soon groaning and moaning in pleasure, his form swelling thickly as she moaned and sucked deeply, pulling him in as far as she could as she snorted out with her nose and Tomas was unsure what to do or what to say. It felt so good, it was all hot and tingling and there was a pleasure caused by something building up, an anticipation that whenever the climax was reached, he would receive an ecstasy unlike any other. As soon as he was moaning in utter delight, Elena then gave a soft chuckle and then released his form before gently stroking his shoulder as he then looked at her in confusion, his erection large and too prominent to be hidden as she gave a gentle smile.

"Last time I was sucking a cat it was Nero and he put his paw in my tail-hole... how about I sit on you, if I'm going to be your first? I rather like it in the backdoor..." Elena giggled softly but her tone was something Tomas could have expected from her and rather dirty, not to mention the reference to his older brother made his black ears pin back. Just how much of a tramp was Nero? But with his erection so big and the desperate understanding that he needed to relieve the pressure, that if she didn't finish he was going to have to get into her bathroom for something awkward, Tomas nodded his head with a firm blush upon his dark cheek fur. He was very excited but not because it was Elena, he was excited because in getting excited from a blow job, surely that meant that he was normal, didn't it? He could not tell though, his eyes had been shut and he had been smelling Clint from the sock... could he really do this?

"I... I'd like to do it... there... I don't want to put you at risk though..." Tomas whispered anxiously, suddenly desperately scared that he did not have a condom to hand and though rare, there had been a few cases of hybrids between predator species before and a dog and a cat was often the cause of these hybrids. Whether he could get her pregnant of course was a different matter, but the risk of doing something like that and making his mother so upset with him made Tomas very anxious. Elena though just fluttered her eyes and the grabbed her bag, pulling through some little foil-like wrappers before she pulled out the tiger-size item she had and then got to the busy work of putting it on. Thankfully the thought of putting himself inside her tail-hole, where he might put it in Clint, was keeping him hard although his body trembled and he still felt awkward. But with a soft chuckle, Elena had dressed him and then she straddled him, pushing his short muzzle against her breasts, which actually made Tomas feel a bit queasy. She then hooked a hand about his form, straightening it up and then lifting her tail, sitting back rather calmly. Tomas gave a sharp gasp of shock, even in the condom he could feel the sudden pressure, the tightness and the way the passage pulsed and puckered around him, rejecting yet beckoning all the same. "So... so good... so warm..."

"It's a pleasure... you know Tomas... you're such a sweet guy, I'm glad I'm your first... I know I'm not normally the kind to be thought of as kinky... but I've always had a thing for the guys of your family. But you know what... I like you much more, in fact, every time I talk about you, Clint gets flustered and stroppy. Sometimes I tease him that he has a crush on you..." Elena grinned, sitting up and down, clenching and releasing her body about Tomas as he gasped loudly and threw his head back. He sucked in the scent of the sock on the air, moaning and gasping in pleasure for the tightness, the way it seemed to get slicker, the nasty noises it made and just the way he could just close his eyes and see it as Clint riding upon him and trying to remain cocky and in control. But at her words, Tomas' ears automatically widened and licked forward... why would she tease her brother like that? Was it just because it was funny to accuse guys of liking their rivals to make them even more eager to beat them or... or could he like Tomas even just a little? The sudden thought had Tomas clenching his hips and pushing forward, making Elena give a sudden gasp of shock before she felt Tomas lay his paws about her backside and try to thrust with her actions as she gave a low moan of pleasure. "Perfecto... right there... aww... deeper... maybe faster... oh damn... Tomas you sure this I your first time?"

He did not like her talking, talking made the illusion disappear, but Tomas tried to switch it in his head to Clint mocking him and saying this kind of thing to make him feel pathetic. He thought about the way on the court Clint would be panting, his tongue lolling out and his eyes flashing wickedly as he taunted Tomas whether he could even keep up with him. Thinking about that, as he felt the beautiful motions of her body massaging against his length and his hips pushing up and down as he gasped in delight, Tomas' mind was quick to go elsewhere on its travels to keep enjoying this. He thought about that first dream he'd had, the first time he'd ever woken up in the night and made a mess of his bed, later than any of his brothers but perhaps more of a mess than any of them. He recalled how in that dream it ad been Clint touching him, teasing him that he could not get himself up as quickly as Clint did before imagining Clint pushing their erect forms together, panting and letting his hot breath roll over Tomas' face as they'd then played with one another in the dream. It had been fantastic; he'd been so sure it had all been completely real until he had reached his end and then woken the same way anyone did when they seemed to have wet themselves! Thinking of it he moaned and growled softly as Elena just hurried in her strange almost hopping motions upon his lap, forcing his bristled end deeper into her passage as she began to clench tighter and then seemed to reach her end.

"Oh God... oh GOD!" Elena was just about to cum out of her backside but also her front, so wound up in excitement her clitoris had strained out and each thrust was brushing it against the thick furs on his underbelly and well, it seemed that Elena really did get off more from her back end than her front! But just as she felt the sudden sensation like she would wet herself or perhaps just pop a gasket with how much she was panting, how much her nipples were hard and straining forward against her clothes, wanting to be touched and yet too sensitive for it, there was a sound at the door. As she suddenly sat right up and smacked her backside against Tomas' body, clenching tightly as she seemed to squeeze him into a yowling orgasm, her own came and as he threw her head back with a howl of delight, her eyes met the suddenly snarling form of her brother Clint and two of his friends. "Oh shit..."

Tomas was quick to open his eyes, see the three guys standing in the living room staring at him with their lips curled and their teeth on display when he froze. Immediately he barged for Elena to get off him, she did but thankfully she stood in front of him as he quickly pulled his pants on, his tail firmly tucked under and its thick brushy end covering his not entirely flaccid form yet. His heart was hammering away in terror, he was expecting to be attacked and yet he could see that Clint was not looking at him but straight at his sister. Tomas did not know what to do, but he hated the thought that she would get into trouble when clearly it was all his fault for saying yes in the end and knowing that she was Clint's sister. Maybe Clint even thought that this was a betrayal when it was not and swiftly Tomas lowered his head and gave a soft growl of apology.

"I... I'm sorry Elena... we... we shouldn't see each other again... I... I'm sorry... but thank you for all your friendship but... I'm so sorry." Tomas quickly grabbed his bag and packed away his book, stepping over to the door with his head low when suddenly Elena leapt and grabbed his wrist, yanking him back to her as Tomas dropped his ears and could not even look her in the eyes. She did not want him to go, but Clint was being far too quiet and focusing too much on his sister for Tomas' liking and he gave a soft groan. "I shouldn't have said yes to coming here to study, I've gotten you into trouble now... I'm sorry... its just better this doesn't happen again. I'm sorry Elena... its not that I don't care about you but... I can't do this."

"Come on Tomas... don't leave, you're here because I invited you, I was the one who put all the moves on you, heck I just took your virginity and you're acting like it's the other way around. Oh come on... Tomas, please... please don't go, I don't care what my brother thinks... please..." Elena tried but Tomas left with his ears back, his tail still tucked between his legs and an expression of utter despair upon his face. How could he have been so stupid? Why had he done that? It did not matter if it would make others think that Tomas was straight, now they were going to think he fucked Clint's sister to get some revenge or psyche him out before the practice game tomorrow. Tomas could not handle it... worse still, he'd realised that even when it felt good, it had only felt so good because he had been able to imagine Clint being the one and... it was awful....

...Tomas really was gay!

"Are you alright Nero? You look a bit sick... you look a bit pale too Tomas, are you boys coming down with something or just over-exerting yourselves? You look a bit flustered too Leo, something wrong?" Nana Bones, as they called the hyena matriarch that was practically like their grandmother, was serving dinner that evening when she noticed the way the boys were all seemingly disturbed. It had been a long time since she'd last seen them all looking so glum and that had been when Hector had moved out. She was confused too by the situation as she set the goat curry down in front of them all with the special rolls she made from varying flours for them, and they just looked miserable. She knew that the girls had not had a single problem today, the three of them were in high spirits and looking forward to the cinema tomorrow. Leo had been out at his football practice and been doing well all day, he'd come back tired but he had suddenly become quite miserable when Nero had walked in and mentioned he'd met the new girl and helped her out getting directions to the book store with his buddy Clarion. Leo had been clearly jealousy of this interaction, but then Nero had slumped down and muttered how Clarion had gotten really angsty about him going and helping the girl when they were still supposed to be hanging out. He was clearly miserable because he was worried he'd upset his best friend by not paying him as much attention and then... Tomas had won his practice game today but he'd come in looking as if to burst into tears and stated plainly he could not talk about it. "Okay... so let me get this straight... Leo had good practice but is jealous his new friend did not look to him for help... Nero is worried that his best friend is jealous because he's had more luck on the social front overall and Tomas... I'm really concerned with you darling."

"Uh... I can't talk about it with my sister's present but... I went to study with Elena... things... things happened and then Clint turned up. I did something awful and I'm... I'm so sorry!" Tomas suddenly launched up from the table, galloping off to his room and the hyenas and his siblings just stared after him in confusion. Leo thought maybe to get up and go to see if his twin was okay, but instead Nero was the one to stand up and insist everyone should just chill out for now. The others settled down at the table, the twin sisters staring anxiously at Tomas' seat... they had been the ones to encourage him to go and hang out with Elena and suddenly they were feeling incredibly guilty that they had done something about it. However, when Nero stepped out to the room where Tomas was sitting, he settled next to his brother and Tomas stared up at him with an anxious expression. "I had sex with her Nero... I know I'm not actually legal yet but... but I did."

"Yeah I know, you've got a while to go yet but... but as long as you don't tell mum or dad, they won't go after you about it. Lots of kids your age are exploring because you're showing your male hormones and well, girls are going into season and what not. It's alright..." Nero stated, grasping hold of Tomas' shoulder. He remembered that he'd lost his virginity a month before his appropriate birthday, but with his mane ridge and his general scent dominating most others, no one could have guessed and anyway, he'd not gone all the way with anyone yet, just been playing about because the girls were always so scared about getting pregnant or their parents panicking. However, Nero recalled how good Elena was at sucking with that long muzzle and tongue of hers and he knew that she was very attractive, and she'd always liked Tomas... but he knew too what was really bothering his little brother as Tomas continued to sob slightly. "Look... you were not sure what you were... it was probably the only wise move to have made considering your position on the team but... but I know, the fact Clint walked in made the illusion go... you were suddenly aware this was not what you wanted... right?"

"Exactly... I felt like I'd used Elena, I felt like I was betraying Clint but worse I know he's going to use this against me. He's going to have this a point to hate me more and its awful. I didn't want to fall for him, he's my rival on the court but... but he never used to be so bad until we moved to high school. He used to be my only basketball friend and... sometimes I wonder if he always knew what I was before I even knew and that was why he hated me all the more. I try not to care about it, I try not to think that's what it was but... but I wanted my first time to be with him, not his sister and... I'm such a horrible person!" Tomas whimpered pitifully as he looped his arms about his brother's chest and Nero held him tightly. He totally understood the situation, Tomas had been so shocked by his revelation that he'd feared he would lose his place on the team, but with Hector and Nero always sticking up for those in that kind of situation, he knew very well what was needed. He patted gently at his brother's back as Tomas then wiped his face and gave a sudden whimper of utter upset. "What do I do Nero? I'm so pathetic for having such a silly idea of romance about Clint aren't I? I was so stuck on the idea of us still being friends and..."

"Hey... you didn't do anything wrong... such fantasies are fine... ugh... Clarion's got the same kind of problem. He thinks I don't notice it, but since his first girlfriend Delia decided she was a lesbian, I know he's been sitting there pondering about whether he turned her or whether there's something wrong with him or what he did. Every time I try and set him up with someone, you can see he still misses that damn rabbit! But you've got to push past it, if you just stick with being in love with one person all the time... you'll never get anywhere in life." Nero stated and Tomas was pleased to hear his brother had some kind of idea of what was bothering him and he was grateful for the company. But there was a rather more serious matter for Tomas to deal with... he was going to be acing Clint tomorrow on the court again....

Tomas' team won their second practice, but not without Tomas getting slammed and bashed all over the court by Clint's team who'd all been told what had been seen and were now on the war path against him. Tomas accepted it, better they hit him than any of his teammates and he was welcoming it as punishment for betraying his true desires. But when the game was done and the opposing team were being lectured by their coach for such foul play, everyone went to the showers to settle and yet Tomas just seemed to linger. As the gym cleared out and he remained leaning against the tiles with a glum expression upon his face, suddenly he found the shower filled, the door blocked and Clint's standing in front of him with his arms crossed and a snarl upon his face.

"Nice try with my sister... Tomas... but I'm not a fool and I can smell a bender just like the others can. I'll make it simple for you... you owe me for not tearing your gut out for touching Elena yesterday... but if you don't fuck up completely in the actual game... we'll all do you up the arse, film it and put it up for everyone to see... though of course.. we'll only film you and not who you're being done by!" Clint snarled, his sharp teeth on display as he snarled and growled and pushed Tomas straight against the tiled wall. Tomas' ears went flat, he gave a gasp of shock and he tried to open his mouth to say something different, to refute the suggestion, but how? As he looked at Clint, he could see the accusation within the eyes and could even see that Clint really did know, he probably even knew that Tomas was interested in him and clearly it disgusted him. But then Tomas was grabbed at the arms and legs, pulled flat onto his stomach with his backside being soaked under the shower's spray as Clint then knelt down with a growl. "Just in case you think we're lying about this... Carlo, get your camera phone... we're going to film this and I'll send it just to your phone to remind you what happened... got it? Consider this you're only warning!"

Tomas gave a snarl, he hissed and spat, suddenly fighting against the limbs that were gripping about him tightly, but suddenly one of the llama from the team pulled out the muzzle used in the game and swiftly shoved it over his face. Tomas rolled about, trying to get himself free all the same until two members of the team grasped each limb and he was forced down onto his knees. He growled in frustration, wriggling to try and get out all the same until he heard Clint pull his pants off and then grasp himself, jerking himself slightly to make his long hard cock slip out of its sheath. Tomas continued to writhe, this was not what he wanted... this was wrong, this was cruel! How could they do this to him?

"You might want to hold still or it'll hurt far worse..." Clint growled, grasped hold of Tomas' black tail and tugging it up, making Tomas grimace and whimper in desire to be left alone. Tomas was already starting to cry against the muzzle, he was going to scream he knew it, but the muzzle would make that difficult and he scrabbled with his paws to try and get free all the same as he begged for Clint not to do this. Clint was not going to hesitate though and he drooled on his fingers, sucking them a little before pushing his hand to the warm hole and then letting the water from the shower trickle onto it as he stuck his fingers in without regard. Tomas' body straightened, he gave a growl of fury, a burning pain filling his body for the sensation of something foreign entering him as Clint then wiggled the two fingers, listening to the cat growl in pain, but feeling the moistening and loosening within the bowel to prove that he was getting enjoyment out of it. With a snort Clint pulled his fingers out, grabbed his cock and then pushed the head to the hole, Tomas froze immediately and Clint almost cackled to see the way the tight hole pulsed and puckered, practically pushing open to allow him access and Clint gave a scoff. "You'll end up liking this you dirty fag..."

Tomas wished it was not true, he wished he could just think of this all as aggression and the rape that it was, but it was Clint! He'd always wanted to be with Clint and in his dreams the maned wolf was never kind to him, always aggressive and always dominating. No matter how true and relax and horrifying this situation was, there was too much similar to his dreams and Tomas gave a sob of upset... he didn't want it like this... he wanted Clint to love him but clearly this was not to happen. However, when Clint pushed his cock into the tight hole, Tomas gave a sudden gagging, gulping sound of shock, Clint was long and thin but his tip was quite firm and burning hot as it pushed into the ring. There was the slight hesitation from Clint, he rather liked the way the ring tightened so viciously about his tip, but there was no time to enjoy it or lavish in what he was doing, because his team mates could easily turn on him. But Tomas registered the hesitation against the tears running down his cheeks... it made it easier to breathe and relax his muscles to allow Clint's long form to push all the way in as the foxy creature snarled with pleasure and irritation all the same as Tomas gave a groan of agony.

The burning remained until suddenly, Clint's long shaft seemed to slip against something, something that tingled and relaxed, that made the passage widen and slicken with one wheeze from Tomas as he tried not to whimper in pressure. Just Clint's form sitting inside him was making Tomas' bowel clench and pinch about the hot form, pulling back at the heat but then at the sensation of trying to push out there was great pleasure that made his body grasp again. The pinching and pulsing of his body made Tomas groan and whimper in upset, it felt so nice but this was all so wrong. Couldn't Clint just get it over with already?

"Fuck... you're actually pretty tight... guess this is your first time Tommy... well it'll make the threat all the more real. Try and keep your mouth shut... I don't want to hear any hint you're enjoying this!" Clint's muzzle was suddenly right by Tomas' soft plush black ears and he whimpered in fear and upset not to hear the words but to feel the tingle running down his spine and rippling into his body. It was making his ass clench more about the wolf cock, the jaguar-lion cross was glad in some ways it was not a cat cock with bristles... but it was thick and there was something he was very scared of that he hoped would not be included in this event. Clint though adjusted himself, pushed his hands up onto Tomas' hips, grasping them so hard his claws dug in to make the cat give a yelp and then he began to thrust his hips violently forward. His tongue was soon lolling, he kept his eyes shut, saying aloud to his friends he was trying to think hard that he was hammering a hot chick otherwise he'd be flaccid in a second. His companions were laughing, filming Tomas growling and groaning in agony as he felt something like his pelvis being cracked and his spine being punched. But for each movement there was so much pleasure, so much loosening and the sound it was making was so slippery, so squelchy, so disgusting but so satisfying too that he could not stop sobbing over the pleasure.

The sound was pleasing Clint to, but a little too much because he could feel the bulb forming and pushing down and he did not want to get stuck in a tie with this cat. But as he continued to thrust fast, feeling the body grab at him, trying to pull him deeper, the stretching and tugging against his sensitive skin just building up the pleasure, thickening his cock and making him groan and clench with astounding ecstasy. He felt faint, he wanted to howl this was so good, better then fucking any girl up the arse in his opinion but he did not want his friends to know and then he felt his bulb slipping into the sticky bloodied opening and then Tomas began to scream. He felt the ring of his anus being first pushed and then forced apart like he was having a painful movement, but it was worse because the pressure it was causing did not suddenly ease but only grew. Suddenly the knot was inside him, swollen and blocking him, making him scream in agony although the muzzle held his jaw from opening as wide as he needed. The pain was intense, he felt like his could not breathe, the pressure was giving him a headache, he wanted to vomit this was awful and Clint was just as shocked as he suddenly spun around with a groan, his brushy tail suddenly flopped over Tomas' back as he swore aloud.

"Damn it... I was thinking of fucking your big-titted mum and got a knot... well, I hope your future boyfriends don't mind you having a loose arsehole... shit-licker!" Clint snarled in frustration, rather embarrassed by this whole situation and feeling more mortified than he should have in such a situation. He had been startled how quickly the bulb had grown, that this was his first time in a tie with anything and that it felt so fantastic he wanted nothing more than to just stay locked inside Tomas. The cat's body was pinching him tight, squeezing him and begging to be filled up, it was just so exciting and so delicious but Clint could not let anyone know that let alone that this was his first knot with anyone. He remained attached, his cum spitting into Tomas' body as Tomas remained crying and shrieking in agony... the sensation of the hot cum soothing him as he gasped and chocked with a sudden and violent orgasm, feeling almost like he'd wet himself but it caused a sudden roar of laughter as Tomas groaned against the terrible pain. "Hah... sounds like you're enjoying your arse being split!"

Tomas groaned, he was so upset, so terrified, in so much pain and yet his body was also elating in this ruthlessness. Finally though, Clint's inexperience at the tie showed, he shifted with a sudden whimper of pain and slipped. A large spray of cum spattered inside Tomas' backside as Clint fell out and the rest spilled onto the floor, forcing him to kick Tomas out of the way and throw himself under the cold water of the shower, wincing and grimacing in pain as the tightness refused to settle and he continued to cum. Tomas just collapsed, everyone releasing him as he remained just lying there, his backside bleeding and a visible pair of tears and bruising around his rim. He was in agony, his backside was pulsing and his face hurt, but worse of all he could feel the cum dribbling out so slowly and it was oozing and exciting, making his spine judder and his body feel pleasure against the pain. Clint finally managed to reduce the knot, giving a groan of frustration as he then turned about to grab a towel and wipe himself down before pulling his pants back on as the team chuckled that he was a ruthless bastard. Tomas was left abandoned on the floor of the shower as everyone departed the gym and thankfully... it was a Sunday so no one would see him.

Kenny was finally free of his tortures, though a muzzle was still wrapped about his face to stop him biting into Eisley's back as he continued his sexual exploits. Eisley was in an awkward position in the hallway at the bottom of the stairs, she had been going down to have a drink and she'd had it when her smell had drawn her husband down and she'd only just closed the door before she was up against the wall. Her legs were right up, her back so bent she was glad her spine was supple as her arms were wrapped about her knees to keep herself up as Kenny held her and drilled slowly but deeply into her, making her moan in ecstasy. Her eyes were tight shut, tears squeezed out of them, drool was falling down her mouth, her nose was twitching as she panted and wished to scream in pleasure but felt breathing impossible with the pain of her back against the wall. Kenny though was locked about his mate, his big form sliding out and the spikes on the tip dragging out all the juices form their previous encounter moments ago. Eisley's gash was dripping from her pleasures and her hormones, making his cock tingle and push in deeper, ignoring and yet revelling in the disgustingly wet noises as he growled and groaned against her.

But then Eisley sensed that something was going on, that there was some reason they needed to stop right now and Eisley gave a grimace. She gave a soft sound of pain and the patted at her husband's shoulder, beckoning her husband to stop with a soft whimper and the lion froze. Kenny was so close to reaching his end, he was really tight and ready to let himself go and yet, when she asked he stopped and immediately nuzzled her cheeks before gently pulling out. He held her carefully as she gave a moan of utter pleasure, almost having an orgasm just for the removal, but Kenny let her stand and then his ears began to flick about as he heard a familiar sound that made his nose wrinkle in concern and he then grasped some clothes from the washing pile nearby, a dress and a pair of pants. Eisley threw the dress on, glad her husband's sharp ears were already hearing whatever she was sensing as he pulled his pants on and suddenly, they heard something smacking against the door.

"MUM! HELP!" It was Tomas' voice, it sounded strained and terrified and without question Kenny grasped the door and practically pulled it right open with a growl, his black-furred son suddenly lunging into his mother's arms with a whimper of upset. The adults were concerned, leading him into the house and then Tomas pushed his hand back, begging his father to step away from him as he dragged his mother towards the kitchen, but Kenny could see stains on the back of Tomas' trousers and he could smell cum and blood. Tomas' upset filled his stomach not with the fire to keep mating his wife but with an inferno of fury to think that something had happened... something must have happened! But Eisley closed the door and when Tomas let go of her, he turned around weeping in sorrow as he dropped his pants. "Mumma... r-r-r-ra... I can't say it... but... but... dog... gym shower... hurts... hurts so bad..."

No sooner had Eisley held her hands out than Tomas fainted into them and immediately she barked for her husband to get an ambulance to them and get one of his officers. Kenny did as he was told as Eisley pulled her son into her arms, she knew if it was rape she could not remove the evidence and yet she could see all the horrible familiar signs that a dog had indeed got on her son and she trembled as she gripped him tightly to her, kissing his ears and telling him it was going to be alright. When the ambulance came they took Tomas in, Eisley and Kenny followed, Eisley having immediately scraped a sample from her son's backside to give over, just so there was the evidence needed on who had hurt her boy.

That evening, in hospital, Tomas was cleaned up, there was bruising around his wrists, legs, his face and all the signs that someone had attacked him badly, there was also a head wound that seemed to have taken place after the attack, maybe to rattle Tomas' memory of who had done it. He had been very against talking to anyone when the police that dealt with these crimes appeared to talk to him, he'd been terrified when he'd been told that he'd been so hurt that they'd needed to stitch his sphincter and he would be in for a lot of discomfort with his mother needing to nurse him for a while. Eisley swiftly took the time off work, grimacing in upset as Tomas refused to open his mouth to say anything, too afraid, too damaged... unwilling to actually let them know that he knew exactly who had raped him. Instead he listened to the comments that there were incidents being reported of a jackal hanging around the place showing weird interest in the youngsters and their training that the coach had needed to see off a few times, not to mention lockers broken into and underwear disappearing. They already thought they knew who it must be... so why should Tomas say anything about it?

Eisley was concerned though and more so for the fact that this was the last straw... she needed to go to her father's, if only because the kids would never be hurt in that neighbourhood and would always be watched! Kenny could sense something was being decided by his mate, his pride shattered at the thought his sons he loved so much could be at risk, that Tomas had been violated by someone who did not even care who he was hurting. He was looking at his son on the hospital bed the same way he had Eisley when he had rescued her, his paw to his son's as Tomas whimpered up at him. His soon had been too scared to tell him and needed to tell his mum first, was Kenny not approachable? Was his son scared to tell him?

"I'm sorry dad..." Tomas muttered, feeling wretched, especially when the bash to his head had been self-inflicted to help protect Clint... because despite what the maned wolf had done to him, Tomas did not want him to get in trouble!