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_ How many boys still wandered the decrepit halls and shadowy rooms of the mansion?_ The single thought buzzed in the husky's brain like a fly that simply couldn't find its way out. It had been some time since he'd seen any surviving contestants, and the idea that he had already won had begun to sneak into the back of his thoughts.

Bodies of fallen competitors sporadically dotted the husky's path as he moved quietly through the hallways of the old mansion, the peeled edges of the aged wallpaper brushing against his bare hip gently. A lynx here, a fox there, they slumped against walls or lay flat in the middle of a hallway with their final climaxes still drying in their bellyfur. The husky couldn't help but feel the urgent throbbing of his own cock as his tall ears swivelled atop his head, seeking out signs of any potential threat... or opportunity.

He stopped only when he spotted the faint glimmer off of a wire wrapped around a young mink's neck. The boy had been taken out from behind it seemed and he lay just inches from the opening of a small niche in the wall; it wasn't hard to see what had happened. The husky knelt quickly, his shaft bobbing between his nude hips as he examined the potential weapon. The mink's short, but soft, fur hid most of the garrotte and it took the husky several precious seconds to begin to unfurl it. As he did he couldn't help but look the boy over. Drying cum streaked a path through the mink's thigh-fur and at least a few drops had managed to hit the hem of his jersey. On the back the name "Markie" had been emblazoned and the husky couldn't help but snort.

"Markie? Someone did you a favour, sport" the boy muttered as he finally got the thin metal wire free from the mink's neck. He let the boy fall back to the floor, looking over his prize before moving once again. It took him three, perhaps four, steps to vanish into the shadows provided by the niche that had sheltered dear Markie's killer, and now it'd give him somewhere to hide and hope for similar luck.

The hallway the husky found himself in seemed to have had its share if traffic already, if the several bodies that littered it were any indication. A cheetah lay bellyup along the pale white baseboards of the hall, and further up the husky could see an elk, broad body drooping against the wall almost delicately from a high-sitting light sconce. The fixture had been pulled out somewhat from the wall by the weight of the hanging male's body, but seemed to be holding now. The husky shivered with morbid delight as he grinned at the sight, eyeing the still-stiff cock that sat well pronounced before the dead elk.

Further ahead in the hallway sat the husky's immediate interest, however; a second niche in the wall, similar to the one the husky now hid within. At its base the canine could see the barest hint of feet, little nubs poking from behind the wooden baseboard; someone was there, waiting. The boy's heart raced as he gripped the garrotte tightly in his paws and wracked his mind for desperate ploys, enticing strategies and inevitable outcomes. It wasn't to be this time, though. Even as the husky prepared himself to move towards whoever was hidden around that corner, movement stalled him.

A rabbit, tall and somewhat unsteady in his walking, moved around the corner at the far end of the hall. The boy was clutching the hem of his jersey in one paw as he slid along the wall, back pressed against the dust-stained wallpaper as he moved carefully towards the husky; more importantly, he was moving towards the husky's target. The white and black furred boy stopped only once, his ears perking and nose twitching nervously as he peered back the way he'd come. His dick hung stiffly, partially covered by the slightly oversized jersey but that only seemed to make it worse for the nerve-wracked lapine as the material slid over the needy flesh.

When the other niche-dweller sprung, the rabbit didn't see it coming; the husky did, though. A blur of movement marked the rabbit's impending end as a pair of arms shot from the shadows just as the unaware boy passed the opening. The husky couldn't see much after that, a shriek from the surprised rabbit trailing into short gasping wheezes. He could see the boy's feet sticking from the opening, kicking against the carpet and filling the corridor with muted thumps. The panicked sound of the rabbit's interrupted breath soon melted away into silence as the air that had filled the boy's lungs was forced from them. There was no sight or sound of the rabbit's attacker, only those feet kicking helplessly; it wasn't hard to see when they began to slow. The frantic thumping of those heels trailed off into half-hearted kicks in the air that seemed-- to the husky-- like a final macabre dance.

He didn't paw as he watched those feet finally fall limp, the raspy croaks gone as well as though they had never been to begin with. Still, the husky's cock begged him for his attention, dribbling pre-cum from the tip as he watched another competitor fall before his eyes. He only regretted that the other contestant had gotten the kill, not him. He remained in hiding for now, however. The husky was unsure if the other had seen him, or had been waiting for the rabbit as well. The boy crouched down, peering out around the corner once again and frowning when he noticed the feet were missing.

Then, movement again.

He looked like another rabbit though a series of deer-like antlers broke from the mess of red hair atop his head. They added another foot to the short boy's stature and though he looked surprisingly unassuming, the husky already knew better. This boy, a jackalope if the husky remembered correctly, was a killer and either he or the husky would be joining the others as unmoving obstacles before this was over. As the jackalope moved from his hiding spot in the niche the canine could see a splatter of fresh cum mark the front of the lapine-esque male's jersey, though the boy's ebony cock still looked pent up. Tawny furred, the boy began to move towards the husky; this was it. Did he know he was here? Or would this be as easy as the husky hoped. His shaft throbbed in time with his heartbeat, both racing with anticipation and the rush of adrenaline as he waited.

Seconds passed.

Minutes.

Lifetimes.

The husky could feel the scream of frustration bubbling in his throat, his body as fooled as his brain by the seemingly never-ending wait for what was coming. When the jackalope began to pass the niche the lapine wasn't stupid enough not to look, however. The husky could see the look of concern on the boy's face as he peered into the shadowy confines of the canine's temporary lair. The husky froze for only a second, there was nowhere to hide. He could see that concern on the other boy's face burst into surprise before the canine lunged. His paws wrapped themselves around the jackalope's shoulders, gripping him firmly as a predatory growl rumbled from the husky's throat. The jackalope was still caught in a momentary paralysis by the discovery of the husky and was easily dragged into the shadows of the niche before he began to fight back.

This would be no easy kill like the rabbit had been for the jackalope only moments earlier. The two boys wrestled vigorously against one another, bodies grinding as they fought to gain the upper hand in the struggle. The husky was larger, but the jackalope's antlers kept jabbing at the canine's face and shoulders, making it difficult to hold the boy in one spot for long. They collided against the walls as they spun and tumbled in the shadow-laced alcove, both of them grunting with exertion as they shoved and jostled for position. Despite himself, the husky could only feel himself grow more lustful as he fought for his life against his slim opponent, pre-cum welling at the tip of his rock hard shaft as it bounced and swung with his movements. The jackalope was no better, the scent of arousal heavy in the air as both boys anticipated the coming kill, neither willing to accept that it could easily be them that falls.

The husky found himself pressed against the wall, the old wood buckling and beginning to sag inwards as the canine's body was pushed violently against it. He couldn't help but let out a surprised croak as he found himself helplessly pinned by the surprisingly strong jackalope. His paws came up, regardless, scrambling to pry the other boy away from him even as the jackalope's paws closed around the husky's throat. Immediately, the husky panicked and began to buck his body violently. His cock jabbed into the soft bellyfur of the jackalope, leaving a trail of pre-cum in the boy's tawny fur that glistened in the dimly lit confines of their battleground. The movement seemed to surprise the other boy, however, loosening his stance just enough for the husky to get his body away from the wall. The husky's paws lifted immediately, clamping around the jackalope's throat in a desperate mimicry of the lapine's own strategy; they stood poised like this, both tensing their necks as they sought to outlast the other.

The husky grimaced as his teeth ground against one another, his neckmuscles bulging as they sought to keep the paws which enclosed them from cutting off his airflow; they were already tiring, and he could feel his time running out. Both boy were flushed from the fight, chests heaving and hearts racing as they stood in the alcove, eyes locked as tightly as their paws. Slowly, the husky began to push forward, his legs as tense as his neck and he hoped--yes! The jackalope's tightened leg muscles were no use in maintaining the boy's balance from the sudden push, the lapine falling to his rear with an alarmed squeal of surprise; the husky was on him immediately. While the jackalope's paws remained around the husky's neck, dragging the canine down even as the lapine fell, they lost their grip long enough for the canine to drag in a fresh lungful of air.

Laying atop his opponent now, the husky's paws tightened their grip.

"Grrrrack!" The jackalope's croak was enough to egg the husky on, the feel of his dick pressed against the other boy's rigid shaft drawing a satisfied smirk to the canine's lips; this was it! He had him. The two boys remained like that for some time. The jackalope's air was cut off entirely now by the husky's paws, though he continued to choke the husky back, albeit ineffectively. The fight was drawing to a close and both boys knew it, the husky watching with delight as the jackalope's previously frantic eyes began to dull and grow listless, his tongue lolling from his muzzle as he found himself unable to control it properly. Stars were exploding before the lapine's eyes and his antlers tore into the wall behind him as his body did everything it could to stay alive even a second longer; it was useless, the husky could taste blood and he wasn't going to let it get away. The jackalope's face had gone from red to purple within minutes and he wouldn't last much longer.

Even as the jackalope faded, the husky couldn't help but gloat. He kept one paw crushed against the lapine's windpipe, preventing even a wisp of air from sneaking into the dying boy's lungs. The other, however, he wedged between their bodies, clutching both of their needy cocks in his grip and beginning to pump them furiously; whether it was a smart idea or not was not what topped the husky's thoughts, no, lust was the order of the moment and both boys had it in abundance.

"Goodnight" breathed out the husky between the heated pants his own paw drew from him. The jackalope was limp and unresponsive save for the slight movements caused by his slowing heartbeats, and the precum oozing down the length of his dick. The air was silent save for the sound of the husky's panting breaths and the slippery sound of his paw's movements along the two needy pricks.

When the jackalope came it was one to remember, the pent up tenseness of his cock escaping in a brilliant gush of warm cum that flooded over his belly. The husky could smell it immediately, his own head tilting back as he felt the squish of cream between his body and his victim's; a final humiliation for the defeated lapine. Pulse after pulse of the pungent seed squirted from the boy's cock in one last release and for the husky it was as good as any prize.

By the time the boy had stopped cumming, he was gone. His tongue lay flat against his cheek, a trail of saliva running down his cheekfur in a shimmering rivulet. His eyes were half-lidded, staring up at the victorious husky as though admiring the boy who had exterminated him. The husky could feel himself ready to cum as well, but held back... he had to control himself. Body shaking with adrenaline, the husky remained laying atop the expired jackalope for several minutes, unaware that in doing so he'd save his own life.

When the footsteps sounded in the hallway the husky barely heard them. They were heavy, purposeful and most importantly, getting closer. The canine's ears perked when he caught them but the boy himself didn't move. He remained facedown atop the cooling jackalope, his muzzle buried into his ex-opponent's neckfur as the sound of the footsteps grew closer.

Muscles tensed, the boy did his best to appear dead, hoping whoever had come down the hallway would think he was just another corpse. The footsteps stopped right behind him though, and despite his best attempts to relax the husky could feel eyes on his back. His cock throbbed, the boy's eyes closed even though there was no way they could be seen from the corridor. He could already feel the heavy paws that would no doubt close around his neck from behind, and if that happened, he was fucked; there was no way he could survive an attack in this position.

"Stupid boys..." growled a low voice behind him, the rumbling purr of a large cat punctuating the simple phrase before the heavy plodding sounds of footsteps once more filled the alcove. The husky held his breath for another minute after the footsteps had rounded the corner, the owner of those feet heading in the direction the canine had just come from.

Rising to his feet the husky looked down at the jackalope one last time, smoothing out his own jersey as he admired the smear of cum that stained the dead boy's outfit.

"Stupid boys? We'll see about that..." the husky turned from his latest addition to the growing number of bodies that littered the mansion, heading after the sound of those footsteps slowly.