Thou shall not steal
I started this story over a year ago, and between then and now I lost all my inspiration to write for many reasons. While cleaning up folders, I found this story unfinished...so what the hell I decided to finish it up like any story =). One of the characters here is actually from my other series (just a side-appearance kinda thing in this story) so writing with him in here made me want to continue my other series (for those who care of course =P). I think I was super horny last year or something since I recall this story was supposed to be based on good ol' plotless hardcore yiff. There are a lot of clichéd stuff in here contrary to what I usually write but, hey clichéd stuff is still hot imo and I hope you like it too. Once again, I'm always lax on SS and word choice editing, so there may be a few things here and there, but otherwise enjoy!
"Stealing from humans is so much fun! It's really easy too!"
The husky looked bemused. He stared at his friend with an unconvinced look.
"What makes you so sure of that?"
The black fox smiled; the bright green fur under his muzzle stretched across his young face. He stuffed a door-pick set into the pocket of his black, silk shirt lined with silver writing, which was unbuttoned at the top to reveal his toned, green-furred chest. His paw jammed inside his black jeans, putting his lucky pocketknife inside the pocket. "You see me now? I'm as dark as the night. Humans have poor night vision and their instincts are much inferior to ours!" Leyre spun around, showing off his outfit.
The husky chuckled to himself, looking at how ridiculous the fox looked with his "robbing" clothing. He admitted to himself he'd rather him naked; imagining the locker room shower after soccer practice; remembering how the hot water of the shower poured onto his smooth, black fur on his back and head, sliding down to the unusual eye-catching neon-green fur on his belly that stretched down to his large sheath; remembering how close he was to tasting his friend...
Nithen shook the thoughts out of his head. He meant to ponder how the fox's unusual fur color enabled him to become such a successful thief, although his curiosity was quickly answered as he looked at the vulpine in front of him. The only things that weren't black on him were his silver eyes, the light gibberish handwriting on his shirt, and the small neon green patch of fur on his chest that quickly disappeared when the fox buttoned his shirt up completely.
"Yea, I know eh?" the husky finally said, "well I'm not really sure about robbing humans..."
Leyre's sly smile made Nithen squirm uncomfortably. He knew the fox successfully pressured him to do anything, anywhere: from throwing mallets at their tech teacher to shoving a full-sized canine toy up his tailhole...
The husky shook his head again to rid the bizarre memories from his thoughts. Although he knew Leyre was a bad influence, Nithen valued his friend's loyalty and friendship and he wouldn't give it up for the world. Dressed in a solid black t-shirt and dark blue jeans, the husky gazed questioningly at his friend with his vibrant azure eyes that glimmered in the ghastly moonlight. The husky perked his black-furred ears as Leyre continued to shift his eyes around the forest, finally settling them back on Nithen, gazing back at his cream-furred, innocent face. The fox knew Nithen was more daring and mischievous. His goal was simple: to bring out his naughty, wild side.
Leyre finally broke the silence. "Come on, we'll start easy. The residents of that house down there are on vacation, so our only concern is to avoid the alarm system and not to startle the neighbors. Trust me, it'll be fun! It's the thrill that's exhilarating. Come on!"
Nithen reluctantly followed the black fox who quickly scampered down the forest towards a darkened human house in the distance. He managed to talk yell over his shoulder to the husky that quickly pursued him. "You and I both know what's gonna happen tonight. Snatching a couple things won't harm!"
The cool night wind breezed across his fur as Leyre meticulously worked the lock of the vacated house, picking away at the keyhole as Nithen dubiously observed, occasionally perking his head around uneasily.
"Got it!"
The husky peered at his friend who slowly creaked the door open, slyly writhing himself inside the house. Nithen reluctantly followed, perking his ears wearily before slipping inside and closing the door behind him. He could sense Leyre's devious grin as he flickered on the lights to find himself in a human kitchen, which was poorly decorated and mismatched: black leather chairs surrounded an antique mahogany table with the kitchen cabinets painted a vomit green beside a silver steel fridge. Nithen himself knew little about humans, but he clearly knew something was wrong if any eating area for any living species on the planet had carpet on the ground; lemon yellow carpet in a kitchen.
"Leyre, no human is stupid enough to carpet their kitchen floor - something is terribly wrong." The husky said uneasily.
The black fox was already jumping around, happily searching cabinets and drawers like a child looking for candy. "No alarm, residents on vacation for a month, this is easy! Come on, try to snag something for yourself, and not my underwear this time" Leyre teased.
Nithen blushed deeply. It was evident that Leyre knew his secret attraction for him. He recalled himself getting caught stealing his friend's underwear during gym class to sniff it privately. It was embarrassing enough to get caught in the act, yet it was much worse to Nithen's dismay to be caught on cam pawing off furiously with the undergarment wrapped around his shaft, blowing his entire load onto the silk fabric and onto himself. Leyre videotaped the whole thing - threatening to post the contents on the internet if he wouldn't participate in his adventures. Though the husky knew he would never betray his friend like that, he felt bad enough for being secretive around his best friend and complied with his request. Lo and behold, he was here right this moment, stealing from humans.
"Drink?"
Nithen snapped out of his lustful thoughts for the third time. He was unsure if Leyre would ever be interested in a relationship with him, but he observed the fox to be always eyeing females suggestively, snarling and hooting as they pass by. Though he observed his behavior to be a bit over exaggerated towards females as if he were trying too hard, he had given up long ago to ever consider him his mate, but they have remained best friends ever since.
"I could use one," the husky said, grabbing the glass of milk from Leyre's paw.
Leyre smiled as he loosed his shirt slightly, revealing his bright green chest fur again. "Cheers to your first robbery! It's not bad at all, right?"
Both boys tapped their glasses together before chugging the contents. Nithen's eyes widened a bit in confusion as the white liquid poured onto his tongue - the texture much thicker and sweeter than milk. He finished the glass in a few gulps, licking his lips hungrily as the liquid warmed his insides.
Leyre looked at the husky with an equally puzzled look with his own empty glass in his paw. "This tastes different, yet much better than milk."
"Because I made it."
Both of them suddenly froze. To Leyre's dismay, Lithen's eyes were wide with extreme shock; his expression looked as if he had just witnessed a murder. The black fox slowly turned around nervously toward the kitchen door. To his own discomfort, it wasn't a human.
It was a blue werewolf standing tall with his muscular chest that looked as if it would crush metal in a heartbeat. His navy fur stretched all across his built body, growing longer on top of his head flaring out in a neat pattern down his back. Though he leaned casually on the door frame, his face looked fierce and unforgiving. His voice sounded deep and intimidating, but the tone was calm and playful.
"Sneaky of you two! Shouldn't be stealing from humans. That's no good."
Leyre inched backward slowly away from the daunting werewolf with a contorted expression. Nithen kept himself planted on the ground, planning his daring escape. He couldn't help but notice the werewolf's powerfully built body shining in the moonlit room, wearing only a skimpy cheetah-patterned loincloth that outlined every curve and outline of his package. The husky cursed at himself, wondering why his panic hadn't overridden his lustful thoughts. He felt suddenly aroused even in his chaotic position. Nithen found himself staring helplessly at the werewolf's bulging crotch, salivating to its precious contents.
Leyre stared at his friend in attempt to cue a swift exit, but he realized the husky had a large cheeky grin spread across his face and did not seem too keen on leaving. He knew he could never leave his best friend behind with an odd werewolf, and had to buy time.
"So what are you going to do, eat us? Hah!" the fox said with a false tone of confidence.
Kreivan's smile only grew larger. He observed the husky staring at his crotch while the other glanced hopelessly at his mesmerized friend. "Have a drink you two; you look tired. I'll call some of my friends from the police force to talk to you youngins about stealing, and I'll let you guys go once we're convinced you've learned your lesson."
Leyre nodded quickly, eyeing Nithen who looked deeply lost in his fantasy world. The fox watched the werewolf swiftly push a few buttons on a strange device on his hip (he figured it was also made by humans) before mixing some of the unusual white liquid with some sort of hard liquor into shot glasses.
Kreivan offered the glasses to the two startled youngsters. "So you furries are as naughty as the ones from Ciriansis -"
"You're not from here are you? You shouldn't be here either. Maybe those police friends of your should arrest you too." Leyre snapped.
The werewolf chuckled, much too sincerely for his intimidating looks, though Nithen stood stupefied, licking his lips after swigging his glass.
"Like my mixed drink there? It's my personal make. My sem...er...irish cream and vodka," the werewolf smiled, "and yes I'm not from here, though as you've noticed I am a lycan so I dawdle around here with humans sometimes. My name is Kreivan from Ciriansis: a world far away from here. What are your names?"
"John." The fox sharply spoke. He glanced hopelessly at the husky beside him who had a nice trail of white liquid stream down his muzzle. Leyre sighed before tipping his own glass up into the air, feeling the strong taste surge down his throat like a fireball. Scrunching his face and shaking his head, the fox finally answered for his hypnotized friend before taking another shot of the werewolf's drink. "And this is Bob."
Kreivan nodded and winked at the husky who smiled shyly. "H....Hi...I'm Nithen...this is my sexy friend Leyre."
The black fox slapped his forehead.
Kreivan's grin grew wider. "Lovely names. I hope you won't to lie to the police, John."
Leyre sighed and shook his head. The three continued to chat awkwardly until Leyre sank deep into his own thoughts while the other two were in a deep conversation. He had always known Nithen had a crush on him, though he never bothered to think of their relationship further than best friends. The fox loved to tease the husky for hitting on him on numerous occasions, but he felt more accepted using his charm to pursue females though he never felt attracted to them.
His thoughts were quickly interrupted when three large figures entered the room, surrounding the two teens. Leyre eventually realized his vision had gone slightly blurry from all the drinks he quickly consumed, though he could make out some of their faces. One of them was a large male white tiger whose eyes wandered aimlessly across the room with his arms firmly crossed. Leyre glanced at the second figure, who glared back at him with his devilish eyes with a suggestive smirk on his face. The dragon nodded, checking out the fox's sleek body as he spread his glossy, black wings in a grunt of satisfaction. A large big-horned ram stood silently behind the two young canines with his hands tucked under the front of his belt and his hooves planted firmly on the ugly lemon carpet. His face remained suspiciously calm with his eyes lightly shut.
Nithen was shocked to see how even more tall and muscular the werewolf was when Kreivan stood up. He gazed seductively back at the husky with his hypnotic eyes, confident that one of the two youngins would willingly submit to his friends. The werewolf decided to get right to the point; after all, he was sure the two were drunk enough to be their sex toys for the night.
"Well you two, let's just say this ought to teach you not to thieve, especially from a horny werewolf like me..."
Leyre froze. Nithen drooled. The others in the room began to shuffle suspiciously around them.
Even at his tipsy state, Leyre's eyes widened, finally aware the real intentions of the large males around him, though he was confused as to why his legs felt like heavy lead. "We...we've learned our lesson sir. Nithen, let's go" he said, signaling the husky to jet out.
"I think your friend wants to stay." Blackscales said. Leyre swiftly eyed the dragon and quickly realized that he himself was naked. Alarmed, he turned around to find the ram behind him also naked, his hand stroking his semi-erect member. The fox didn't bother to look at the third though in his peripherals, he saw a mass of length protruding from the tiger's pelvis with a slow movement sliding over the pole.
Leyre nearly screamed, his speech surprisingly stable even as his slightly inebriated state, "You sick bastards wouldn't dare!"
Kreivan chuckled deviously. "With all those Kreivan Cream shots, I don't think that would matter."
Leyre stared. Though his legs were lead, his body felt loose and limp, almost in a relaxed trance.
"Just let go; we won't hurt you if you cooperate," the tiger spoke in a raspy tone.
"I think this one's ready for some fun," the ram said with his hands continuously stroking his member that began to drip pre onto the carpet.
"He sure does look ready. Want a taste Nithen?" Kreivan said as he leaned off the doorway and stood upright
Nithen couldn't think of what came over him. He was helplessly aroused, and didn't have a care for anything else but the males around him. He quickly scampered towards the werewolf, nuzzling the bulging loincloth on his knees before nudging his muzzle within, darting his tongue in and out to lap the swelling sheath within. Kreivan eyes flickered as he looked down at the young husky working his groin. He slipped his loincloth down before reaching both his paws around the canine's head, pushing him closer to his crotch.
The husky obediently suckled the werewolf's hardening member, his own beginning to stretch his jeans. Krievan's breath became heavier with every breath, feeling his cock quickly erect into Nithen's mouth. He let out a soft moan, looking down and scritching the husky's ears as the canine was already sliding his muzzle back and forth along the thick shaft in front of him. Big-horn was already sitting in one of the leather sofas, stroking his member with pre dribbling down his hand as he watched the werewolf's meat disappear and reappear within the husky's mouth, saliva and pre dribbling down his muzzle and onto the carpet. Nithen opened his mouth wide with his paw wrapped firmly around Krievan's throbbing member, sliding it back and forth with his tongue lapping the underside as he looked at the large werewolf above him. Kreivan looked down panting vigorously, gazing into the aroused canine's eyes with sheer lust as he messily dribbled saliva and pre all over his swollen meat with his tongue caressing its underside, before clamping his muzzle around it, rhythmically oscillating his head back and forth. Kreivan's senses erupted with wild pleasure, feeling Nithen's tongue swirl around his cock as well as the walls of his mouth suckling every square inch of his member as it slid in and out continuously with loud slurping sounds. He would then feel his swollen testicles teased by a thick warm ribbon of flesh before sinking into the warm oral orifice, then its attention back around his thick werewolf meat.
The ram licked his pre off his hands and silk white fur before kneeling down behind and reaching around Nithen, sliding his hands up and down his sleek body before pulling off his shirt. Nithen swiftly continued to burrow his muzzle into the werewolf's crotch before feeling a pair of hands roaming wildly up and down his chest and stomach. The husky uttered a light whimper, his muzzle sending vibrations along the werewolf meat sending shivers of ecstasy throughout Kreivan's body. Big-horn continued to feel up the canine in front of him before reaching down around his tented jeans. He quickly unbuttoned them and slid them off as Nithen's member quickly sprung to life, already dribbling with precum. The ovine smeared the pre all around the canine's cock, quickly soaking his hand. The husky continued to whimper and moan feeling his own meat being controlled by the ram's expert hands.
"Oh my, this husky really knows what he wants." Kreivan panted in breathless increments, "not bad for a youngin."
The ram smiled. "Let's see how tight this cutie is."
Nithen's mind was far too absorbed in suckling the enormous werewolf meat in front of him. Big-horn smeared his hand with pre once more before reaching under the husky's tail, caressing the delicate sphincter before slowly inserting his finger in. The canine winced and writhed in pleasure, feeling his tailhole being violated by the same expert hands that had successfully milked copious amounts of pre from his cock. Nithen opened his mouth to let out a loud groan, before Kreivan gently forced his head back into the bobbing motion. "You like what Aaron's doing to you, eh young one?"
Nithen nodded furiously.
Aaron stood up and sat back onto the chair, stroking his thick, dribbling member. "Come here boy, Aaron will take care of you."
The husky obeyed, getting up on top the ram with his rump facing him. He swished his fluffy grey tail teasingly against the ovine's face. Holding his rump firmly with one hand, the other firmly around his cock, the big-horn slowly lowered the canine on top of his member, poking his tailhole with his dribbling tip. Impatiently, the husky slammed himself downward, impaling himself as he felt the pulsating cock invade within him. Aaron moaned loudly in shock as his member was quickly engulfed within the canine's tailhole, feeling him teasingly clench down around it. The big-horn gripped Nithen's rump with both hands, lifting him up and down his cock as he thrust in and out of the husky in sync. The ovine threw his head back and yelped in pure ecstasy. He eagerly watched his own cock slide in and out of the husky's tailhole, thrusting deeply back and forth while feeling the warm muscles vibrate and slide along his aching cock. The sound of rhythmic slapping echoed across the house as Aaron's thrusts smacked the husky's round rump over and over again with their balls also striking against each other. The ram glanced at Kreivan whose eyes were still tightly shut as Nithen returned to his original post of slurping and salivating while muzzling the werewolf's cock. The husky rode up and down the white-furred ovine, slamming himself down while clenching with all his might. He felt the thick meat within him travel up and down his ass as his anal walls were quickly lined with pre.
Leyre stood shocked. He glared at the magnificent scene in front of him - the white big-horned ram named Aaron leaning relaxed on the leather sofa with his friend happily bouncing up and down along his cock, watching the red meat slide in and out of the husky. Leyre couldn't help but stare at his best friend's cock that flung up into the air as the ram continued to impale himself within, their balls dripping with sweat and pre and slapping against each other. Nithen's face was turned to face the large werewolf in front of him with his muzzle burrowed deeply into his crotch bobing his head happily back and forth.
"Like what you see hot stuff?" The dragon whispered in a deep voice.
The tiger slowly reached for the black fox only to encounter resistance.
"Don't you dare touch me you creepy molesters!" Leyre bellowed.
Whitestripes smiled. "Looks like this one's gonna be a challenge, aye Dray?"
The black dragon snarled and unfolded his satin wings in satisfaction. "Oh yeah, just the way I like it."
Leyre writhed his way out of the tiger's grip, only to fall into the large dragon and find himself trapped between him and his wings that were tightly wrapped around him.
"It's ok little one, there's no where to go - might as well enjoy it." Dray whispered.
Leyre snarled, lashing about within the dragon's grip. "That's supposed to comfort me? You guys need to get laid, piss off!"
The tiger only grinned more. "Sure we do, went we're going to get some fine ass right now."
The vulpine became lightheaded. The dragon nuzzled his neon green fur, whispering into his ear. "Just relax, let the drink sooth you."
With the spread of the dragon's wings, Leyre quickly took the opportunity to escape, only to find himself stark naked. "Hey how'd you do th-"
The tiger quickly chased and pounced the fox down on the ugly lemon carpet. Leyre tried to writhe out of the tiger's grip only to find his attempts futile. Conveniently above him was the other three furries bouncing away with a slew of lustful groans, moans, and rhythmic sex sounds.
"Got a good grip on 'im Packy?"
The white tiger held the fox face up on the carpet, straddling on top of him to hold him down.
Leyre snarled. "For such a wimpy name, you sure got beef."
Packy chuckled. "Don't worry about my name - I'm not sure if I have beef, but I sure got some meat for ya!"
Leyre rambled a horde of curse words only to find himself muffled by a pair of white orbs.
"Shh, easy fox. Suckle them gently. Bite down, and you'll regret that for the rest of your life." The tiger growled.
Leyre felt helpless. He knew there was no way out. The white tiger above him dangled his balls teasingly over his muzzle with his large paw scruffling the black fur on his head. The fox quickly jerked his head away from the feline's crotch. "Ugh, get that thing away from me!" he snapped.
"That's now what this is telling me" Dray chuckled with his paw easily sliding up and down the fox's rock-hard cock.
Leyre felt a cold chill rush up his spine, countered by the warm ecstatic pleasure from his groin. His mind swirled into a dream as his loins sent pulses of pleasure up his body as the dragon gently rubbed his digit around the tip of the vulpine cock in his hand, smearing the small stream of pre that already had begun to leak out. The white tiger continued to flop his thick meat disgracefully at Leyre's muzzle. The werewolf's drink began to churn inside him, feeling his mind relaxing into sedated arousal and his body slowly more sensitive to every touch.
"I think this guy's almost out" The tiger sneered as he finally managed to get the fox beneath him to gently suckle his member. "That's a good fox; just relax and we'll be gentle, right Dray?"
The dragon simply grunted in agreement as he continued to twist his paw up and down Leyre's throbbing member with his other paw digits already sliding in and out of his hole. With a large grin, he licked his digits before lubing his ebony cock, poking the fox's hole in front of him. Leyre delirious moans were quickly muffled by tiger meat as Dray suddenly slammed his entire dragonhood within him. He gasped loudly before having his head suddenly shoved forward again into the warm loins of the feline straddling him. Dray mercilessly pounded the fox; his satin wings as he threw his head up and growled with satisfaction. He tightly held Leyre's rump, spreading the cheeks as he closely watched his thick cock slide in and out of the vulpine's tight tailhole. Packy continued to gaze down at Leyre with his cock deeply burrowed in his muzzle, watching the fox bobbing his head back and forth, feeling a tongue slither around its invader. The tiger's ears twitched before looking up, smiling at the other trio of meshed bodies. Kreivan returned the smile, nodding his head at Aaron who was deeply occupied with the bouncing husky on top of him.
After hours of rhythmic sounds of slapping bodies, sucking noises, and incessant moaning, Nithen looked across the room with ram cock still halfway in his mouth (his two counterparts already had switched holes on him) as he stared at his vulpine friend, who's eyes slowly opened; his head in the middle of the tiger above and the dragon below, who had successfully burrowed both of their cocks within in the poor fox's hole.
"I think this one wants to be with his friend again. We should let them have their fun, eh Kreiv?" Aaron said.
The werewolf, who was still roughly thrusting the husky from behind, raised his voice over the slapping sounds of their testicles colliding repeatedly. "I say, those two would surely make a cute couple."
Kreivan slowly pulled out of Nithen, watching a generous mixture of seminal fluids ooze out of the canine's hole. Dray and Packy had already lay Leyre on the floor, semi-dazed from being violated, yet feeling empty around his rump as he was accustomed to the hours of hard pounding and being entirely filled with cock.
Nithen tackled his already-floored friend, rubbing his muzzle gently against his neck with his paws tightly wrapped around the fox before giving him a big hug.
"Oh Leyre, I thought I could never say this to you, but -"
The fox stirred. Nithen giggled with glee. "Shhh, just relax - I'll take care of you."
Packy laughed. "Hah! That's my line! I see he learns from the best."
Dray shook his head. "You don't take care of them; you say you'l be gentle when you totally rip his tailhole apart".
The tiger just stared blankly before turning his attention back at the younger pair; the one on top murring against his partner's neck, gently lapping his shimmering black fur. The four larger figures stood around the two, stroking their cocks while watching the husky cuddle with his fox. Nithen reached his paw down to hold him and Leyre's cock together as he slid back and forth, rubbing the two rods together. Leyre's eyes flickered, trying to focus at the familiar face above him.
"N...Nithen?"
"Hush foxy; you will enjoy this." Nithen whispered into his ear, gently nipping the fox's ear as he returned his muzzle to lock against Leyre's - their tongues caressing against each other. Nithen quickened his thrusting, continuing his fiery kiss with Leyre as he grinded harder and harder. The fox released his kiss, letting out a moan as he felt a warm rod grinding back and forth against his own. Their breathing became heavier and louder, before Leyre finally felt a strong pulse of pleasure erupt from his loins, shooting waves of thick semen all over his neck and chest that was quickly mixed with Nithen's own brand, who simultaneously ejaculated a copious amount of thick, warm cum on Nithen's heaving body. Leyre could feebly hear groans above him before feeling round after round of hot white seed splatter across his face and chest, and along the husky's back. Nithen collapsed, feebly whispering romantic words in his friend's ear before they both quickly dozed off into a slumber.
Leyre slowly opened his eyes, realizing the peculiar dream he had just had, and shot himself up, only to find himself in the familiar badly-decorated carpeted kitchen. His racing mind was cut short by a sudden mass striking him across his waist, only to find a cheery husky on top of him, panting happily and wagging his tail.
"Leyre, Leyre! Thanks for taking me for one of your robbery runs! I had a lot of fun! I definitely could do this every day. Soooo, when's the next time we rob from humans?" Nithen said enthusiastically.
The fox only blinked twice, realizing his dream wasn't much of a dream. "where are the others?"
"I'm not sure, but they were gone before I woke up. Oh man, these humans are not going to be too happy with these stains. Why'd you ask?"
Leyre thought for a moment. "I don't think we'll be going stealing around this area again. We'll just stick with the simple stuff from now on. No humans, and no running into horny werewolves with semen as an aphrodisiac, who has equally horny friends who always need some ass. Oh, I forgot to mention we did startle the neighbors and I'm quite sure after all this time, we didn't snatch a single thing. I guess "snatching" a couple things did harm, right Nithen?"
The husky looked bemused.