The Living Collection: Jasper and Austin
#2 of The Living Collection
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The air was thick as Austin opened his eyes. Frantic, the bear struggled as he was forced to look up into a huge furry gray sac through a pair of fogged up glass lenses. His face was caked in sweat; he tugged his wrists, desperately trying to pull off the heavy, wooden chair he was bound to. So desperate, he even tried to kick his legs, but they too were bound to the chair. Breathing in deep, the bear whimpered at the smell of cock, the leather collar holding him to the chair strained against his neck, stopping him from crying out, the warm sac sagging over his forehead.
Jasper groaned, his eyes hazy as he opened them. His mouth felt like cotton and he tried to lick his lips, but as he stuck his tongue out, the rabbit felt the rough leather mask wrapped around his muzzle. That is when he panicked. Looking around, he saw the shadows of people around him. Looking down, he saw the naked muscular brown bear beneath him. His cries of help were muffled and he jerked his hips, trying to pull his hips away. They were jerked hard against the chair, he knees bound to the wood behind the bear, his wrists held in place by some kind of cable attached to the ceiling. His cheeks filled with a strong blush, seeing the transparent tubing going from the bear's mask to the leather wrapped around his cock. Even though he couldn't see it, something metal was wrapped around his hard, thick prick. He couldn't stop himself from being hard even if he wanted. Feeling an unbearable pain in his crotch, the rabbit tried so hard not to take a piss.
Austin's entire body strained against his restraints as he felt something drop onto his chin. The stink of cock was almost frightening, but the stink of piss was terrifying to the straight male. Then there was a loud moan and the rush of water shook the tubing leading down to his muzzle. Suddenly there was a bitter taste in the bear's mouth just before he tightly sealed his lips. As the other male's golden piss sat in his mouth, Austin wanted to throw up badly, but he was forced to fight it. With a hard gulp, the bear swallowed the piss. It hit his stomach like a rock. The urge to breathe was hard to resist, the buildup of hours of piss filling up the mask around his muzzle.
Jasper whined like a little kid, crossing his ripped thighs as best he could to hold himself back from pissing down the tubing attached to the bear's muzzle. But as he tried to hold back, that aching, burning feeling hit him hard. Tugging hard against the cables, he looked pleadingly towards the ceiling, clenching his eyes as he felt the piss flow from his piss hole. The bear beneath him shook his head, bubbles forming in the build-up of urine in the mask. Suddenly, the build-up in the tubing slowly went down. Austin was forced to open up his muzzle and drink as much of the rabbit's natural batter as fast as he could just to breathe. His stomach ached, overwhelmed by the amount of piss flooding his insides.
The bear tried not to taste the bitter golden liquid flowing over his tongue. He barely had any air left when he finally gasped at the end, inhaling the fresh stink of cock and piss through his nostrils. His insides hurt from breathing so hard and the bulge in his stomach. Closing his eyes, Austin gave off a sharp burp, reminded of the taste of the rabbit's piss as it flowed out of his mouth.
There was the sound of clapping and howling, the shadows around the two cheering after the show. Before they could even recover, two muscle bound dogs wearing leather straps and masks rushed into the room. Pulling the tubing from Jasper's mask, it was quickly replaced with a bottle filled with a brownish liquid, a special attachment on the end. The moment it touched his tongue, Jasper realized that it was filled with soda. They were prepping him for the next showing, and they had two to go...