AnJ Chapter 5
#5 of AnJ(Alex and Jason)
AnJ Chapter 5
After having a fantastic time at the mall, visiting the food court, buying a few clothing and some other kinky toys that would raise few eyebrows, the large Flamedramon got into his Toyota, humming to himself, his khaki shorts bulging very so slightly.
He knew what would likely await at his home: a squirming, whimpering Flamedramon, sheets soaked likely in pre, eyes glazed over, moaning helplessly with the device he had applied on him.
And so it was with that thought in mind Alex drove home, opening the front door, immediately perking his ears at a high-pitched whine that trickled out from his room.
Smirking ever more, he put the bags down at the kitchen, going to the fridge and rummaging about...
Meanwhile, Forced to hours of pleasure without release, his lust long overloaded,
Jason whimpered with a hoarse voice, his prostate getting yet another jet of the hot sauce, his skinny back arching hard for the hundredth time.
He lost track of time, it could have been hours or days...
When he heard the front door open, he let out a loud whine, and a weak scream into the cloth that was making him pant for each breath.
"MMMM....MMMHH!!!"
As if on queue, the wolf dildo in his ass squirted again, forcing a louder scream and a tug at his limbs, which were immobilized with strong metal cuffs he himself had picked out at a store.
When Alex came into the room, wearing only the shorts, slurping on an ice cream cone, Jason gave a glare enough to kill most furs, but Alex took it in stride and chuckled at him.
"mmm...hey there, how did you sleep? Oh...I'm sorry, I forgot." A callused paw wrapped around Jason's throbbing tool.
"mn...g....nmm.m....mm...(I'll get you for this...)" His mate's weak voice muffled out from under the black cloth he'd covered his maw in.
Smiling his sweet smile, Alex flipped the machine off, and gently pulled out the large silicone phallus, a loud schlurp and a pool of pre and hot sauce escaping Jason's tailhole.
A lewd groan and a heavy sigh of relief came, before a yip as the black cloth was yanked off, blinding Jason momentarily.
"Mngh! Ah!"
After shaking his maw a few times, he got his bearings, and immediately started glaring at his lover, softest growl escaping his lips.
"hey now...just wait" Alex proceeded to undo all the cuffs, resting them on the floor as he sat on the bed, rubbing Jason's abs with a paw.
"did you enjoy that?"
When the other Flamedramon gave no answer, Alex frowned and nudged him, thinking he was just a little mad.
What he didn't expect was his mate's paw flying up to his snout, with the very same rag he used on Jason, covering his nose: he'd left it on the bedstand after he knocked Jason out.
After a brief second of yelling and flailing paws, the large Flamedramon fell to the bed unconscious, leaving the smaller one grinning in triumph, still panting a little: hours of sexual torture tends to do that to a fur.
Jason gave a lick to Alex's neck, then grabbed him by his thick tail, dragging him down to the basement slowly: 220 pounds of muscle and scales wasn't easy for a 160 lbs to drag, much less carry.
After 15 minutes of panting and thumping his lover into various furnitures, not to mention the stairs down to the basement, he dumped the unmoving Flamey by the pole in the gloomy basement.
Wiping sweat off his forehead, Jason grunted and labored for another half hour, tying the thick-limbed digimon to the wall with firm, thick shackles: these ones he got just for Alex, they've had their fun before. But this time the fun would only be one sided.
"why do you have to be so muscley and hot eh? " Jason grumbled to his unresponsive mate, bapping his snout.
Another heavy sigh, and he trotted up the stairs, getting a can of coke.
Crushing the empty can, he threw it in the garbage, stopping at the steps back down to the basement when he heard the doorbell ring.
'who could....hmmm....'
Blinking, he hurriedly put on some shorts and a plain white T-shirt he found on the dining room chair, he clicked the door open.
"Hi! Is this the Hunt residence?" A tall Chester horse asked, wearing a UPS uniform.
"Uhm...yes, I wasn't expecting any packages.."
"I have.." A quick peek at his handheld computer, and the delivery man rummaged in his bag. "a delivery from...."
As if confused, he opened the bag wider, hmm-ing.
"huh...I'm sure it was here.....can you hold that and look inside, I'll go look in the car" The horse trotted off towards the car, handing his large bag to the Flamedramon.
Jason smiled, and opened the bag, lowering his muzzle a bit to look inside, only to yell and drop the bag as a cloud of smoke shot out from the bag, making him inhale in his panic.
The horse, named Horus, smirks and turns around, tapping his hooves and simply waiting half a minute before the confused Flamedramon fell unconscious on the ground, his snout a little burnt.
"well that was easy. Let's go" A familiar wolf got out from the passenger side of the UPS van, and smirked, picking up the once-again helpless digimon, slinging him over a shoulder , digging his claws into his side with a growl.
"you'll pay for last time...."
After rummaging around and trashing the fridge, Tom kicked open the basement door, and stepped down the stairs, the horse following behind.
"Look around, that big faggot might show up out of nowhere" Horus gave a nod, before he noticed a dark figure on the wall, nudging the wolf.
"Looks like we don't need to, Look!" With interest, they walked over and smirked: they expected to take Jason easily, but not both of them.
"looks like he's out....which one do you want? " Horus asks Tom, starting to unbutton his uniform.
With a loud growl, Tom hisses out under his snarl. "The big one....I need to teach him a lesson....take the small one by the pole, do what you want"
Without preamble, the big wolf's paw snapped up to Alex's jaw, wearing the happiest smile he's had in his life.
"Man I never expected this...but...." His left paw shot up, punching the Flamedramon's jaw, who woke up with a yell of pain as his maw was banged against the hard brick wall.
"AHH! W..what.............WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Alex's first reaction was to punch the smirking wolf in front of him, only managing to make some clanking noises as the shackles held him tight.
"w..wha? why.....h.how... j...JASON!" He saw his mate, cuffed by the paws to the pole, still unconscious, and a bulky, muscled horse undressing besides him, licking his chops.
"w....WHO ARE YOU!? DON'T TOUCH HIM OR Mmmph!!"
"SHUT UP FAGGOT" Tom started with a punch to his abs, and another, and another.
Trying in vain to defend himself, Alex could only cough and yell in pain, his stomach exploding in pain every few seconds.
When the wolf stopped for a tiny bit, the Flamedramon was panting heavily, a little blood dripping from his white maw, which was jerked up to meet the cold glare of Tom.
"tired already? We haven't even started! And besides...you'll have to wait a few moments" He waved a paw at Horus, who had slapped Jason awake, whispering things into the terrified and bound Flamedramon's ears.
"shhh....shhh... Do as I say or Tom there will kill your beloved faggot bitch"
He whimpered, but nodded weakly.
With a grin, Horus smiled and sat up on his knees, revealing his 9 inch limp cock.
"suck."
Jason, of course, gave a horrified expression, along with disgust, quickly replaced by a yelp as Horus slaps him.
"NOW!"
Tears coming to his green eyes, he opened his maw, scooting forward on his knees...
Alex couldn't watch, his maw jerked to meet Tom's gaze again, eyes burning with hatred that quickly got wide.
"yo....you bast..ARRGH!!"
Coughing up another dollop of blood, he hung limply by the shackles, yelling and coughing in pain each time Tom drove a knee or a fist into his chest and stomach.
Alex began to space out, the pain clouding his mind, his body only jerking and twitching once in a while, or in response to yet another abuse: Tom got bored and rummaged around, grabbing a whip after whispering yet more insults into the bleeding Flamey's ears.
Tom paused, however, to watch just in time as Jason let out a loud whimper, Horus's neigh following right after.
The 20 inch cock flexed and pulsed, shooting its giant load into the helpless digimon's throat, Jason unable to even move away as the horse's paw held him by the ears.
Choking and coughing, he swallowed, having no other hcoice, a good amount of horse's cum, whimpering when Horus kept cumming, stopping after two minutes, dropping the coughing flamedramon's maw.
"mmm...that was good slut.....no wonder Alex keeps you as his bitch."
No response, too busy coughing.
"face the pole. Lift your tail."
After yet another minute of coughing, Jason coughed out with a loud curse.
"f....fuck you..........."
Horus, half-expecting such response, simply grabbed the Flamedramon's legs, putting them on his muscled shoulders.
Jason, of course, started to kick and struggle, managing a scratch or two against the horse's hide, who didn't even flinch, only grabbed his thighs, and pulled hard.
A shrill scream reverberated around the basement: his shoulders were dislocated due to the cuffs holding his arms in an odd position.
Without giving the Flamey time to recuperate, the horse aimed, and thrust forward with his beefy legs.
Yet another, louder scream came from Jason's maw, tears flowing down freely as 10 inches of thick horsemeat was buried in his tailhole: Alex was big, but nothing compared to Horus.
Both Flamedramons yelled and screamed further: Alex as the whip drew furrowed lines of blood across his muscled front, Jason as Horus kept trying to hilt him.
After fifteen minutes of effort, Horus gave a grunt, and a soft ripping noise went unheard, his entire 20 inch long, 5 inch thick cock ripping Jason's tailhole to make room, his scream drowning out even Alex's.
And Alex's scream was quite loud: when a big, jock wolf whips your balls with a leather whip, you tend to scream.
Tom finished after another, satisfying crack of the whip, panting in effort, throwing the whip away and smiling, staring at the one digimon he hated most, now hanging there limpy, blood dripping from his maw, chest, and the deep furrows the whip had left.
Grinning, he walked up close and personal to Alex, and whispered in his ear.
"I think that's enough for now....but just to not let you forget..."
The wolf's jaw snaps forward, biting down on the muscle that was Alex's left shoulder, drawing a howl of pain from him, and retreated, licking at the neat holes his fangs had made.
"There....HORUS come on. We're going."
"Ngh! Mm.! j..just a .f...few....Mmngh!" Horus responds, ramming into Jason's bleeding tailhole, a puddle of blood and precum forming underneath the suspended Flamedramon, flowing down his tail.
Jason was yipping and whimpering weakly with each thrust, eyes glazed and unseeing with the pain, the loud neighing and a flood of warm liquid in his hurting insides not helping any, he passed out, still being pumped full of seed.
As the two furs walked back up the stairs, and out of the basement, Alex whimpered weakly, calling out Jason's name with his cracked voice.
"j......j....as....on.....?....jas....on...."
The unconscious Flamedramon didn't answer of course, only the dripping sounds of cum from his abused tailhole accompanying Alex to unconsciousness.
:3
Hurraaaaaaaaay torture lovers!
I didn't drag it out as long as I coulda ..:3
But I cringed a few times writing it :O .
Well, again, thank you all for reading (The very few that do)
And feel free to comment and the like!!
-Ephemeral_dreams