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I didn't expect to see a boomer version of my ex when I arrived at his house, but that's what I get for trusting FUKR pictures. I always hated how the light from someone's house just makes the owner a shadow. Like you could see some features, but most of the body was darkened by the night around me, and the blaring yellow lights from his house. Nevertheless, I could tell this bull had some meat to him. He stood in his doorway, a red jockstrap clinging tight beneath his belly. Though it tried to cover his cock, it was doing a poor job as the thick shaft was basically poking out the side. At least I was gonna get my fill of something tonight. Though his black fur had a shine to it, it seemed to be dulled a bit by the grey strands of fur invading his body.

His eyes were piercing. I know people say that about everyone's eyes, but the moment he stared at me, I could feel them pricking my skin like tiny lustful daggers. They made my arms buzz for a moment while a chill ran down the curve of my back. And his horns, god I wanted to grab them while he fucked me. Two massively sharp yellow rods peered from his head. The more I studied him, the more he grew on me. This might be the first 3 a.m. fuck in months that'll be worth it. Let's hope he's as good as he looks.

"I was wondering if you'd show," he sort of grunted as he said that. Every word carried a bit of gruff and rasp to it. I guess the attitude matches the look.

"A cheetah is never late to the party; we bring the party," I winked at him, placing my hand along his bulge. My red fur started to glow under the house lights. The more I stood close to him, the more my black spots tingled. This was definitely going to be a night to remember. I ran my hand along his chest, playing with the grey hairs that made their home there. He smelled like the salty air permeating over a wood stove. A mixture of zesty meatiness and campfire started to invade my nostrils and at the tail end of the scent, a brief hint of body spray as if he tried to hide his musk from me. Well, I didn't mind regardless, it simply made him more attractive. I shook my head to the said, my yellow hair flipping away from my face. "So, you gonna let me inside, or do you want me to suck your dick out here? It's a bit chilly, but I'm always down for some exhibitionism." I let the smirk on my face grow wider as he placed his hand on my ass, grabbed it firmly and yanked me into his home.

As I pulled into his kingdom, I started to strip off my top. I tossed my hoodie to the side and before I knew it, he was grabbing my jeans and pushing them to my feet. "Someone's an eager bull tonight," I said grabbing his bulge again and rubbing my paw along the hardened shaft that waited for me beneath. He said nothing. The massively tall bull stood over me and let out a loud huff before exposing his throbbing cock. Before I could say anything else, I felt him grab my head and pull me to my knees. I placed a couple of hands on his cock, licking the pre from his tip while jacking him off.

First time a late-night fuck never took me to the bedroom. This bull was so needy, he wanted to fuck me in the entryway of his home. I guess it made for a quick exit when we finished up, but a bed would've been nice. He was growing tired of my teasing, his hand grabbing my head and pushing my mouth down his cock. Saliva oozed from my mouth as he started to fuck my face swiftly. I could feel the tip of his cock stretch back to the end of my throat with each forceful shove of his hips. This bull had an urge, and he didn't want to play games for it. He continued to ram hard against my face for what felt like the entirety of three Spotify pop songs. Not that I minded. My jaw needed a bit of a stretch, and he was just the right size to give it a workout. His balls slapped hard against my chin. I almost wondered if he felt the sharpness each time his balls met the curve, but with how hard they hit me, I doubt they felt anything.

I heard him huff again. In that one second breath, his cock rushed out of my mouth, and I was swooped over his shoulder. "Where are we going?" I said, each word tumbling out of my mouth as his body practically bounced us away. He didn't answer, so I waited for a moment, admiring the black and white tiles on his floor. I tried to lift my head to see the rest of his house, yet it was all a daze. This bull was anything but a smooth walker, his hulking body bouncing down the hall. I let out an audible "aip!" the moment I felt his tongue slide on an ass cheek. Somebody was playful, even when they try to put up a tough attitude.

After being licked on the ass, I felt myself being dropped, the firm mattress catching my fall. This hulking bull flipped me over to my belly and stuffed his musky jockstrap in my face, my nose buried directly where his cock once rested. His hands grabbed my hips and pulled me close. I felt his thick cock resting against my ass. He must have lubed it up quickly; the thick beast was wet when it touched my fur. He smacked my ass hard, then spread it open, the tip of his penis inching in. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed the further he got inside. "Thank fuck I stretched beforehand," I said aloud yet was muffled by the cotton material of his jockstrap. Though intoxicated by having his underwear just stuffed in my face, I could still see slightly in the room. A smile ran across my face when I saw our shadows, his massive horns raised high in the room as he started to thrust into my ass harder. The bed shook vigorously, the headboard basically slamming into the wall with each thrust into me. I wondered if he ever fucked anyone so hard, he needed to replace the sheetrock, but shook the thought out of me when I started to hear pieces of the wall crumbling down.

I wish I could say how long it was, but he had the same random EDM track playing throughout the house. If he had poppered me up before going in to wreck my ass, I probably wouldn't have even thought about the time. Not to say he isn't a good lay, but a rush would be nice.

Suddenly, he grabbed me--wrapped his arms around my chest and squeezed me tight against his large frame. His throat vibrated as his guttural moans traveled up through his esophagus and through his lips. He pounded harder as his cum began to fill me up, his moans turning into roars now until his final, tired thrust against my ass.

When he let me go, I plopped my body on the bed and relaxed every muscle I had. He was definitely one to keep around. His monster cock edged out of me and I rolled over, checking to see if I had any messages on my phone. As usual, there were none. Guess my spots aren't so popular tonight.

"So, you down to do this again sometime, or is this the last time I'm gonna see that dick?" I asked playfully. I stretched my body out and moved to get up from the bed, but before I could lift myself, the bull's hand grabbed the back of my throat and pulled me to him. "Yo, what the fu--" He slammed my head into the wall. The first impact I could still see, on the third, everything went black.

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A sudden rush of cold washed over my body. I took in a large breath as I felt myself get splashed over with a large amount of water. "W-w-w-what the fuck!" I managed to yell out while trying to lift myself. The more I moved, the more I realized how restrained I was. I looked down at my feet, trying to wiggle them, but they firmly held in place by a set of cuffs and a spreader bar. Something about this place didn't smell right. I could smell the stench of decay in the air. I wasn't the only person who was brought here. "Yo, I didn't fucking sign up for this!" I screamed, my head aching from the bull's earlier abuse. I could see bits of my blood stained in my fur. You wouldn't think blood could show on red fur, I guess the white fur on my chest and belly helped me see it, but the more I looked, the more I could see how matted, how rough the fur looked. "Do you hear me?" I screamed out at him. As my vision got stronger, I could see nothing but blackness around me. It was as if I was in his dark basement, a spotlight shining down above me. I wanted to see why lie beyond the abyss, but fuck was I scared. I started to tremble. I just wanted to fuck, I didn't want any of this! "Hey asshole! Let me the fuck go! I got friends who know where I am. They'll get the police on you!" It was a lie, but I was saying anything to get out of there. There was no one who knew where I was.

"I think you know you're not leaving here, not any time soon anyway." His voice was boisterous. The echo of the room only affirmed his power in this situation. He emerged from the darkness, his cock standing firm as he squatted down before me. "This is gonna hurt. A lot. But I'm going to enjoy it." His smile widened. The devilish bastard walked away and turned on the lights of the room. I could see whole murals painted on the walls, battles and blood surrounding us. I didn't realize it before, but my eyes found a small drain in front of me. It was like I was in some sort of weird bath house and the walls were telling us a story as we bathed. But I'm not bathing. I'm just lying on the ground wondering what the fuck he wants to do to me.

"I just want to go home. Please, if you let me go home, I won't say anything. I've given you head and let you fuck me. What fucking more do you wa--" I was cut off. Chains were attached to my spreader bar. I could feel the lower half of my body being lifted, slowly like a download on dial up speeds. Trembling, I slowly watched as the floor was taken away from me and I was just suspended. I rocked back and forth slowly as I felt myself get higher, and higher. I knew if I fell, if I would split my head open. And the moment I had that thought, I realized, I was going to die. I wasn't going to make it out of here alive.

My blood rushed down to my head the higher I got. I could feel it pool up to my skull, weighing me down, trying to pull me to the floor. I wasn't going anywhere though, not unless this bull let me. And I doubt he'll just set me free after asking please. There was nothing I could do. My hands dangled above my head, I moved my fingers around, but doing anything was a strain on my body. My breathing started to get faster the more I hung upside down. Panic was starting to settle in now, and it was going to be a wild ride.

I could hear him below. He was dragging something over, the noise getting louder as he got closer. I started gasping for air, wanting to say something, anything, but unable to let a word escape from my lips. When he finally got beneath me, he looked up, and waved a scythe. Terror started to run cold in my blood as it ran up my body. He lifted his left hand with a remote and with a click of a button I was lowered just slightly before abruptly stopping. The chains above me rattled as I moved back and forth.

"I'd like to say we're going to play a game, but there's nothing to play anymore, cat. But I will show you something." He took his scythe and sliced into my side. Drops of my blood started to spill onto his face and what I saw, I couldn't believe. The grey fur in his body started to turn black. It was as if he was getting younger before my eyes. Before I could watch any longer, he grabbed my left arm and sliced it clean off. I tried screaming, but couldn't do a damn thing in the position I was in. I groaned, I gargled, anything to show the amount of pain I was in. He danced in the blood pouring over him, laughing as he drenched himself. I heard him click a button and I was lowered. I wasn't able to see where I was. Everything in this room was getting woozy now. Before long, the bastard had stuck his hard cock into the hole he just created.

"F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f--" I stuttered, but his hips only moved faster. He rammed his body hard into the area my arm used to be. My flesh stretched over his massive cock. It felt like I was being ripped apart as every inch of his shaft entered me, blood oozing over his belly and balls. "S-s-sto-st--" I tried to scream, but nothing was coming out. My whole body was becoming weaker and stiffer, as if my it knew I was going to be a corpse. My vision was becoming murky now. What was once a room, became a blur. Pain was throbbing all throughout my body. I was shaking, I was cold. I didn't want to die earlier, now I could think of nothing else. Just let me die. Just fucking get it over with. I thought to myself. What else am I to do?

I felt his tongue lick over the wound he made on my side. He started to say something, but my ears stopped working. His voice was miles away now, and I was on the edge of death. It was a really long edge. Fuck I hoped to reach it soon.

Then my hopes jumped up. I felt the scythe against my throat. Oh fuck, I was ready. I was ready to leave this world. What choice did I have but to beg for a quick death. The bull sliced open my throat and I started to rise again. Blood started to pour from my body like a waterfall. I tried breathing, but what air can get in with the river flowing out of me. I've always been told there's a light at the end of a tunnel, but I see nothing but darkness. There is no light to greet me. There is just a tunnel, and it's getting darker. Slowly, the world faded. Slowly, I stopped breathing.