Bet for an ass
Bullying is such a bad thing in school. Mike learned how things were dealt with later on.
Managed to grind another story out and this time, it's a request for :iconflamedragon1:. I posted a journal two months ago regarding story request and he gave me this suggestion. So, I thought, hey, why not? And I gave it a go. Writing a threesome is extremely difficult. This was quite a challenge. So, I hope it's alright. If not, do give me some suggestions on how to improve. Just not very good at this.
Bet for an ass
His footsteps were just as heavy and loud as it always was, grunting and scowling like a bear at every single fur that he came across with. A single gust of wind bellowed against his body and the feline growled heavily. "Fucking wind."
Yeah, another bad day for the feline. With jet black fur running across his body, the man could practically blend right into the darkness itself. Strong and bold, bringing up his confidence to a level of extremity, Mike was pretty much the biggest bully in school. Hell, it was his final year and thank goodness it was about to end. He couldn't stand attending school any longer and he was only here due to scholarship requirement. Apparently - and surprisingly - academic studies are counted as one in his agreement. He never found anything useful to use while studying and coming from a family where his parents were grunt workers, putting in pure energy into everything that they did, knowledge wasn't a priority.
Instead, the darkened feline preferred strength over brain. Brawn wins everything and that was his motto. Thus, another reason why he entered into football. When it involved sports, it was his life; football to be specific and he loved it all the more. With scholarships driving its way towards his career path, Mike was, in no doubt, prepared for his future. Who needs knowledge and a professional career when he's got muscles for it? In fact, who would want to work in a nine to five job!
Somehow or rather, he was earlier than usual for the morning; he hated that. Getting up early, rising and shining before the sun goes up, he needed none of those. He would rather sleep in and enjoy his life than to waste away in school. Alas, it was a no go. Both paws slipped into his jacket and he continued trudging his way towards the entrance. By then, a handful of students were already inside, preparing for the day's lesson. Loud chatters lingered in between his ears while shrieks of various excitements grew on. It was a never ending cycle. If there was a silver lining anywhere, it was today: Friday.
Mike stopped in his tracks and looked at his watch. "Few more minutes before lesson starts. Fucking great."
Just then, a first year stared right up at him, seemingly in need of assistance. "Um... can I know what time it is?"
"Get a fucking watch, asshole!" Mike growled angrily. On cue, the boy ran for his life, never turning back. "Useless piece of shit. I hate them all. Time for my peace treaty offering,"
It was pretty much like this day in day out. The feline would stop to watch the other students and cursed heavily under his breath, ignoring the fact that these poor souls were about to deliver themselves to the wrath of their so called 'educators'. And before classes start, he would head on over to the entrance of the gym, waiting for his payment.
Mike had a service. Oh, yes, he did offer services and it was towards his capability. Business, as he calls it. He provides bodyguard services and in exchange, their lunch money. That was probably how he managed to live through this pitiful place. Most of them were timid and shy, unable to keep up with the other students and he was more than happy to offer them his service. In return as well, he wouldn't pick a fight with them, or shove them face first down the toilet, or make their life miserable. The panther was pretty much the biggest bully of all time.
Many eventually avoided him and he preferred it this way. So long as he managed to get through life perfectly, he was in no qualms against any one. Grunting over his bag pack, he settled at the entrance of the school gym, waiting patiently for his upfront payment. Shifting over towards his pocket, a tiny box of cigarettes was held in. "Might as well get some smoke before classes start."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," A shadow appeared from the far end of the hallway, tapping his pen over a clipboard. "You are under school ground and you and I know very well that smoking is prohibited."
Great, a mother fucking prefect. "Yeah, what about it? This school is going down to the dogs anyways."
"And I find that extremely offensive towards my canine friends." The silhouette finally appeared, dressed in his uniform to represent the school authority. A tiger, a fine looking tiger, don in his uptight prefect uniform and a tie to match with. "As I was saying, quit it and get to class, or you're in big trouble."
"You and what army?"
"Me and my detention slip, that's who. Now get."
Mike scowled heavily, pissed at such power given to a tiger like himself. Chase was probably the number one most irritable fur in his books and he would gladly punch his teeth off if it wasn't the fact that they were in school. After school, he's going to get it. As of now, the panther had to trudge off with bag on shoulder, unable to claim his bounty money from those pathetic losers.
He walked past the feline but as soon as he did that, the stripped feline stopped him midway and stared vehemently. "I know about your extortion business. You rip off na誰ve students, freshmen, in order to get easy money. You're not getting away with this."
Mike shrugged that paw off. "My business is none of yours. Scurry along and do what you do best, be a good pet tiger for the teachers."
"Mike, you have to stop this at once. This is your final year. Do you want to go down the lane of shame?"
Was he even serious? "When did you feel the need to meddle into my life?" This time, it was rather personal. "You go your way while I travel mine. I don't need 'advice' from the likes of you. Just get out of my face,"
"It is not my duty or place to tell you what's right and what's wrong but it is, however, my responsibility as a student authority to advice on the proper path to life. Bullying will never do any good and you know it very well," Chase walked off for a bit before waving his paw along, "Get going. Like you said, it's none of my business. Just a friendly advice."
The jet Black Panther hissed and stormed off, pushing anyone that was in his path. This was going to be one of those "blah" days and nothing seemed to be going right. Classes were boring as fuck and as usual, more homework, studying and lectures. Soon, lunch break came along and that was probably the only time he felt happy, relieved from his worries about numbers, words and graphs.
Even so, he hated cafeteria food. Tasted like burnt plastic or worse, rubber. Mike ended walking towards the gym locker room where he felt more at home and comfortable. No one was in sight, as to be expected and he roamed about like he owned it all. Dingy stench of sweat and sweaty socks lingered about, permeating through the locker room madly.
Mike grunted at that smell. He was used to it by now and took no heed of it. It was only natural to smell that way. Mike immediately stripped off his clothing and sigh in defeat. Everything didn't go as much as he planned it to be and coming home to a bunch of idiotic parents wasn't one of his best choices of life. He hated school and couldn't wait to leave as soon as possible. Graduating from high school wasn't his main priority in life and a simple certificate of acknowledgement proved nothing for him. All he wanted was to live a life of excitement and frolic, nothing science or math or algebra could have done.
Peering over himself, he smiled casually at his genetically induced built. He was lucky enough to gain a part of good metabolism and gene of hunk from his father but that was pretty much it. What he lacked in brain he tried to make it up with brawn but eventually, it was all for naught. Perhaps working as a bouncer wasn't such a bad idea. Heck, he could have just dropped out of school now and work his ass off as one. He's got the proper built and aggressiveness, why not try it out.
Then again, the nagging feeling of his future came to mind. How long could he even sustain himself as a bouncer if he were to be a dropout without proper accreditation? In fact, he would be a nobody without sponsors. Shaking those thoughts off, he growled vehemently at himself. What was he supposed to be worried about? He had it all; all those sponsors ain't gonna pull out without proper reasoning. They needed him and he knows it.
Paws roamed about while gently caressing on those barreled chest. Being a feline of his species meant shorter fur and his muscles were more than enough to be defined as powerful. Purring away with a slight touch of narcissism, he was glad that nobody was around, that is, until lunch break was over and his next class was PE.
A few flexes ensued and he chuckled at the amount of muscles bulging from it. "Damn I'm sexy. The girls would flip once they get a piece of me."
From where he stood, yeah, the girls would swoon indefinitely. A few had in the past years and watching the feline play on the field was just amazing. Large burly male running across the field to get to their goal position, scoring for the team, getting rammed and trampled in the process; it was just golden. And Mike loved every second of it. The sweat and workout was intense and pumped, ready for more even after the game.
Finishing off with a final grin, he left with a towel hurled upon his shoulder. It was practically empty and coach usually comes in right after lunch, probably one or two minutes late but he's usually punctual. From there, the feline decided to have a little fun of his own. Cubicles were never his style. He preferred open air but it was intentional. Being the ass shit show off that he is, Mike loved to portray himself as the larger male of the group. Heck, everything was big about him, even that limp organ that he calls a cock.
Hot and steamy water cascaded upon his body and he purred in delight. The waters were practically washing his problems away and he loved every second of it. Paws gently roamed about and fur washed right in between his fingers, cleaning as thorough as possible. Mmm... all the more satisfying. In any event, his libido was skyrocketing and the throb of his member proved to be more than a hindrance.
Mike growled playfully as his cock grew in mid-air, pulsing and throbbing like it was alive. Paws gingerly wrapped around the girth and lathered a generous amount of soap to ease things up. His fur practically stood on end at each sensual stroke. Evidently, it grew as expected. Standing at 6 feet tall with muscles weighing in at about 300 pounds, he was more than enough to accommodate for anything.
The feline moaned for a moment before looking back down, smiling proudly at the length that he had achieved. Seven inches plus, perhaps eight since he was still growing. Oh yeah, this fuck stick would have made any one moan in pleasure.
Up and down he went and the more he stroked, the better he felt overall. His body quaked and trembled under such ministration, never wanted this to stop. Most of the boys in his team were severely jealous of the feline's package. Some claiming that it wasn't legit and probably surgically made, but he knows who he is. Mike just shrugged those comments off and continued slapping around with that massive cock of his.
If only a good muzzle would appear right in front of me. That would be gold. He smirked and panted breathlessly. A drop of pre lingered at the tip and quickly lapped up with a finger. Slightly salty but tasty all the same. Granted, Mike wasn't one to take it up in the ass or a cock up his muzzle but the satisfying taste that came from his own shaft was delightful. He had to admit, he was hotter than anyone that he had ever known. Perhaps he should sign over to the porn industry. He would make millions!
Gently running a paw over his chest, he purred innocently at his own contours. Every nook and cranny of his muscles were to die for and the ever so sensitive part of his nipples had him trembling like a little pussy cat. Growling and puffing away, cock hard as ever and without stopping for even one second, his paws were pumping furiously. Copious amount of pre started trickling down the tip and drizzled obscenely.
"Fuck yeah, bitches love to ride a cock like mine. Mm... who's your daddy? Tell me, babe, who's your daddy?" One of Mike's biggest trepidation was having the rest of class or team knows how much of a virgin he is. He probably had an expiration date on his virginity labeled right on his ass and there was nothing he could do about it. Most of them were slightly afraid of his bad boy attitude and never had the guts to talk to him.
However, the rest of the team thought otherwise. They were always gossiping and spreading rumours about how many bitches he could fuck up in one night and probably had more sex than any of them ever remembered. Mike just stifled a guffaw at their comments and made up stories even bigger than his penis could ever reach up to. But then, he would never admit it.
Tongue rolled out and watched intensely as his cock slowly reached to the peak. His impending orgasm was about to fly when a click from the gym door broke his reverie.
"Fuck!" Mike scrambled and cursed silently, finishing up as he soaped away. More and more students had started to gather in and the panther was just in time to dry off.
Chatters and roars of laughter broke through the locker room and each of them was getting prepared for their next PE lesson. "Meh... I'll just finish off after class. No point in going for the next lesson."
"But you should," a bang from the side indicated a closing locker door. "You have math next period and that's rather important in your daily life, no?"
"Who the fuck are you to criticize what I do?!" Mike roared and slammed his own locker shut. He recognized that voice! That bastard tiger that he had encountered the morning before. "And why do you have the same classes as me?"
"Because I can."
"Because you can." Mike mimicked the other feline in his most provocative manner.
"Mike, look, you should consider about your life more than anything else. Things aren't going to stay the same as it always would be."
"Chase, mind your own damn business," the panther jabbed harshly on to the tiger's chest, bringing him down to the bench as he shook him violently. "Do you understand?!"
Chase kept composed and pushed the panther off, "Knock it off, will you?"
That was when all hell breaks loose. A pendant like necklace dropped from the tiger's paw and rolled over to Mike. "And what do we have here?"
Chase's eyes widen like dinner plates and scrambled to retrieve his possession. "Mike! Give that back!"
"And why should I?" He smirked, indicating who was far more in control.
"Because it's really important to me. Please, Mike, give it back."
The panther leered towards him and took no heed, the lock gently pried open and what he saw made him gasp in disgust. In it was a picture of the tiger, kissing up to another male! They were both content and happy with each other, arms wrapped lovingly like happily married couples. At the bottom of the picture, a simple sentence wrote "I will always love you."
"You've got to be kidding me," putting in as much sarcasm as he could within his words.
"Mike, give it back. I have nothing against you and you against me."
"Oh but I do," the panther snapped, "You're a bitch sprouting out life lessons to me like you know me inside out. I don't know you and you don't know me. Why do you even bother about what I do? If you're going to be that way, then, I'll be pressing up against you."
"But for what reason!"
"My thoughts exactly," Mike hissed, pocketing the locket as soon as he can. "The same reason why you bother me so much," the locket goes off with a click and he was off, pacing himself to the field, looking back a little to watch the orange feline squirm.
"Wait!"
And he stopped midway. This was going to be good.
Chase gulped and nodded away. "Let's make a bet out of this. If I win, you give me that locket back."
Mike grinned away. "A bet, you say? Why that all of a sudden?"
"Because that's the only thing I can think off to fight against a brute like you," Chase growled heavily with fist clenched into a ball. "I know civilized manners would never suit your kind of people and this was my only option."
"And if I win?"
The tiger looked away indirectly. "You can keep the locket and tell the whole school about it. I know how much it's killing you to say that out loud."
This was a major turn of event! Mike now had the ball rolling and this time, it was to his advantage. Oh, how he loved the sweet tasty scent of fear coursing through his prey's spine. To reveal such information would ruin the tiger's life indirectly and this was pay back. It was of no reason why he would drop out from such a challenge and he quickly accepted it, much to the tiger's chagrin.
But the challenge will be on his terms. "Tonight, get on call with your boyfriend and I'll meet you guys at your place this weekend."
The tiger stammered for a moment. "What?! My place! What are you planning?"
"I've heard stories as to how great men like you work their muzzles. So, both of you will be my bitches for this weekend. The first to cum loses. Then again, I doubt both of you could get me off that easily."
Chase slammed a fist on to the locker, "Provocation will get you nowhere, Mike." Anger boiled to its breaking point.
"Feh, too bad. Looks like the school's gonna know how much of a gay prefect you are. Can't believe you carry this around. Makes me sick thinking about it."
The tiger's heart skipped a beat and he lunged immediately towards the panther, not knowing the consequences. Mike was quick enough to dodge and laughed heartedly, watching the feline as he got back up. This was war and both of them knew it. One would survive and the other to the hole of shame.
"Fuck you, Mike! I accept! Be prepared! I bet you won't last a minute!"
"Try me," he flexed an arm and winked casually, enticing the feline even further. "You like studs like me, don'tcha? Gets you rarin' and ready for more cock. Wanna know how big I am down below?" And he pulled down halfway through but never revealing more than just the pubic fur. Even from Chase's point of view, he could clearly see how well hung the panther was.
Gulping down a mouthful of saliva, he might think twice about taking that big fat cock of his. He's had a fair share of larger men but Mike might be a tad too big to accommodate. Then again, his dragon boyfriend was a fair bit larger than usual. If he turned down now, there's no telling how much damage the man could inflict and his reputation as a notable model student would be flushed down the toilet in an instant.
Chase sighed in defeat; shoulders slumped and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We have a deal. My house, this weekend."
"Very wise choice indeed," Mike grinned, "I know where you live. I'll drop by tomorrow evening, after dinner. Be there."
"Not like I have a choice," Chase mumbled incoherently.
A sudden slam from the door shocked both felines up as coach rhino yelled like never before. Class had started and they were lingering about, nothing done and coach wouldn't put up with that. Evidently, they were down on the ground with 50 push-ups as punishment. Mike does what he does best and finished in a nick of time. Meanwhile, Chase was growling in resentment at the cocky feline. He would have his revenge.
The weekends came as expected and Mike was looking forwards to this upcoming evening. Sex! Finally! To actually have a bitch down on their hands and legs while worshipping his massive shaft. It mattered not what gender they were but as long as he gets to fuck a hole, he's more than content with it. Girls may be reluctant but men like those two would be more than happy to take it up their asses.
Groping about at his crotch, Mike was getting raunchier as minutes ticked by. This may turn out for the better
Or for not...
The doorbell rang in a singsong manner. The Black Panther licked his chops off and grinned maliciously. Soon, he'd have these two bastards eating right out of his paws and forced to be his bitches every weekend. Oh, the joy that would bring. Flexing out for a little bit, he waited patiently for the door to open and when it did, Chase was there to greet him.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself."
"What's not to enjoy about a stud like me?" Mike had an ego way too big for his head.
Chase rolled his eyes and cajoled the feline to enter. Despite his inner anger and resentment for him, this was a bet and everything that he held dear in his life and school as on the line. He had to win this, no matter the consequences, and he knew how. "Strip."
Mike blinked as he closed the door, locking as a gesture of manners. "Sure. I don't mind a good show from two queers."
"No. You. Start stripping."
The panther stifled a guffaw, letting off a hearty laugh as those words. "Sure! I don't mind giving a show for two faggots. You like watching studs like me strip?" Damn, not only does he have an ego bigger than a hot air balloon, he's got too much of a pride in him.
Chase had to bite his tongue from snarling like a feral animal but he nodded. "Yeah, fags like us love what studs like you have to offer, right, Ace?"
From the depths of this humble abode stood a dragon that looked twice as large as Mike. This was his boyfriend?! The dragon casually walked towards his mate and wrapped his arms around his upper torso, pulling him into a hug of comfort. The panther gulped and shuddered a little, unable to comprehend the situation that he had landed in. There is no way in hell that a tiger like him could acquire a boyfriend like that. It was a million to one!
With wings tucked behind, Ace portrayed himself like predator much larger than the simple jungle cat. He probably weighed more than he should, not to mention how heavily armed his body was. Like a Greek god in the making, the dragon showed far more potential as a stud compared to the lithe feline. Scale as black as the night, a handsome smile that could melt the hearts of plenty and yet, here he was, mated to another man.
"Hello, Mr.Panther, it's a pleasure to meet you." He smiled away.
"Hmph! Seems I've got my work cut out for me. Regardless, a bet is a bet. Now how should we work this out?"
"You start stripping and we'll start giving the shots." The dragon pulled himself off from the tiger and growled angrily towards him.
Mike harrumphed and did as he was told. Somehow, he was rather afraid of this man. Yeah, sure, he was a bigger bully in school but he's yet to encounter one that was larger than him. Most of the guys were either too scrawny or just too wimpy to have a build like him. Eventually, those thoughts were washed away as he stripped, relaxing as much as possible to show what he had to offer.
Cracking his knuckles and loosening up some muscle joints, the dark furred panther was down to nothing. Arms crossed over chest to reveal much more of his stature than he usually had. He had to admit, he was rather proud of what he had achieved.
"Not bad. You've got a lot of things going there," the dragon chuckled and held that softened cock up. "Nice and hung. I like that in men like you. Brings out more than just pleasure."
Mike slapped that paw off and growled heavily. "I ain't here for some fag fucking. Your boyfriend got out of hand and started meddling with my life. I'm here for the challenge. Once we're done, I'm outta here."
"But that's not gonna happen." Ace gripped those paws up and held him like a meat for sale. Mike hissed and started fighting back. This was not in the deal! Unfortunately, he was quickly overpowered with another paw, pushed towards the wall with a loud thud before panting from exertion. This body, this man, he was more than what he had imagined him to be. Mike panted and tried his best to break free but nothing seemed to work.
"You are going nowhere. You are going to stay and obey every single word that we order you to." His voice was soft and sweet, sending shivers down his spine. Despite his desire to fight back and break off the deal, the panther was somehow inclined to stay still and relax. Both feline and dragon had their chest pressed up against each other, feeling up years of gym dedication that they had carved from it. "Now, what do you say?" Whispered down to a silence.
Mike lets off a single whine. This was bad, definitely bad, and he had no other protection! If he knew how large this dragon was, he would have backed off immediately! However, what he had feared in his heart seemed not to deter the eager sex that had started to grow in between his loins. He was fucked.
Ace grinned wider than a Cheshire cat, landing up a single claw right along the girth of it. The cat loved it. Yes, yes he loved it so much. A wild and untamed sensation coursed through his veins and he had to hold back a gasp of pleasure that racked around his sensitive shaft. All these time, it was only for the sake of his paw but to be held up by another, the indescribable sensation was utterly breathtaking.
Even with the dragon pressed up against him, muscles against muscles, the dark feline was beginning to submit. Although the prospect of challenging the tiger - which was his main focus - still lingered in the depths of his mind, the scaled reptile was in control. Chase chuckled from behind and continued to watch like an eager spectator. Getting a bigger boyfriend than him was probably the best choice that he'd ever made. Except for the fact that his butt might hurt every now and then due to his larger than thou build.
Ace lowered and whispered gently to the panther, licking in between breathes. "Do feel powerful?"
Most definitely not!
"Feel that? You're in for a world of hurt." The dragon unties the string that held on to his pants and it dropped unceremoniously, revealing a much larger shaft than his counterpart. You know what they always say about big guys. Big chest, broad chest, muscled arms, tree trunk thighs and best of all, an arm length of cock. That piece of fuck yard was larger than what the feline had expected, and he was about to submit to that!
"I...I.... ! N-No! P-Please!" He begged.
"Hrm... What happened to that virile male that was buried deep inside you? That cocky bastard, overflowing with confidence, carrying yourself up like a big man. Hrm? What happened to that bad ass?" Ace growled and suckled on his ears, nibbling dangerously with his jaws.
Mike was speechless, up to the point of fear; yet, anxiety. Questions with no answer and he knew very well why. He had both arms gripped to the point of breaking and there was no room for escaping this brute of muscle; not to mention his throbbing shaft that had begun to show signs of pre. That sand papery tongue of a dragon lowered and gave short little licks and nibbles on to his cheek, making his whiskers twitch but never trying to fight back. Evidently, his body started relaxing but breathing uneasily.
Ace felt the feline tensed up but knew his breaking point. With his other free paw, his fingers travelled about and wandered leisurely on to his pecs; those wondrous muscles that could put any of his species in shame. "You want this, I know you do." A grip rounded itself along the feline's shaft and felt the heat permeating from it. Large, lengthy and thick, perfect for several rounds of mindless fucking.
Mike moaned and threw his head back, shivering madly as that dragon paw swooped right across him ball sac, rolling and cupping them like a bag of jewels. This feeling, this disgusting male paws that was molesting over his privates, it was... different... Who knew this could turn him on so much. Ace growled happily at the prospect of having a submissive feline. He's had one right at the back and to have two, this was going to be a night he would never forgot.
Meanwhile, the panther was wrapped around his own world. Senses heightened to a degree where everything felt sensitive. His chest, arms, shoulders, abs and most of all, shaft that started growing into its full potential. Big and massive, just the way he liked it. A finger flicked against the cock tip, playing about at the head as he watched the man tremble and fight for his life. Soon, copious amount of pre leaked away, even capable of acting as a lube itself.
Ace had to lick his maw at the delicious sight. "You're going to submit to me and do as I say, got it?"
"N-No..." Mouth opened agape as he breathed in as much as possible. "I... Will... ungh! Not... a-ah.. s-submit to the likes of you... Ha... Ha... Stop this."
The dragon took no heed and attacked, muzzle coiled around his neck as he started giving off small little suckles of death. Not exactly death per se but to Mike, it was more than enough to kill off any straight traits that he might have carried along. Soft and gently, yet, rough and coarse to the touch. Dragon like tongue slithered against fur and soon to touch on flesh. He tasted fresh, free from any sexual contact, from no one. Inhaled deeply and Ace had to moan from the scent.
A virgin.
"You're a mother fucking virgin." Ace quipped.
"Fuck!" Mike struggled even more now. How!
"Advantages of being a dragon. I could smell the heat that flows against your body. I do not detect the scent of another man, nor do I smell sex. From the way you tremble and moan like that, I'd had to confirm my thoughts," Ace smiled lustfully. "All the more to play."
Mike rolled his eyes and body felt limp, nearly to the point of collapsing. Why... Why must this happen? This was never the plan but by damn! Better than what he had expected. But the prospect of making them their bitches was completely washed away. Now, it was a turnabout. A simple switch and it was all thanks to the larger dragon.
Chase soon had his paw wrapped around the feline's massive shaft, stroking slowly as he watched the man begged. Despite his anger for the man, he had to admit, every dirty thoughts that he had for him was completely sexual. The gym locker was the only time he would ever see him naked with cock flopping out but never to touch him like this. A stud like himself would have made any gay man hard and it took all of his self-control to keep it at bay. At times, it was difficult but after a while, he got used to it.
But to catch him up like this, moaning and trembling under the touches of his mate, it was all too surreal. Large and throbbing, thick and lengthy in every way possible; Chase would have drooled uncontrollably. Up and down he went and never leaving his gaze from that massive shaft. The feline was a pure definition of stud in the making and if he were to ever venture into the world of porn filming, he would have made millions.
Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen any time soon. Mike rolled his head back as a pair of subtle lips wrapped itself along his neck, nibbling and suckling like a new born baby. For a dragon of his stature, Ace was gentle. In fact, way too gentle for a normal dragon. His large and scaly paws roamed about and he grinned devilishly as he watched his sexy feline by his side, eagerly waiting for his turn.
"Hey, psst, stud, you like?"
Mike was barely on earth, his mind shrouded intensely by a haze of pleasure. It took at least a full five seconds before the feline had the time to reply. Not much of a reply though. "...I..."
Ace nuzzled and growled lustfully, "You like. I know you do. Look at that cock of yours. Hot and eager, just like mine," the dragon grabbed hold of his paws and latched it down to his own shaft. He was bigger in every way possible but the panther wasn't deterred at the very least. Instead, he was more than happy to envelop that cock with his paw. Fingers moved dexterously with ease and for the first time ever, he got a touch of cock that wasn't his own. The ridges around it were intense, feeling up every inch and rubbing just right at the tip, enough to spread pre all over.
Mike whined and dared himself to look downwards, wanting to know how large the dragon could come up to. And what he saw made his fur stand on end. It was majestic! Exotic even! That dark purple dragon shaft had at least more than five inches on him and it stood proud and erect, waiting patiently for the next pleasure that would come. The panther moaned and quickly indulged himself into the sensation that coursed through his body.
Was this really what he wanted? To turn gay?! He had to berate with himself for a split second but the decision was finally made. Taking up a whiff sex made him tremble underneath. The panther had to kneel voluntarily, never letting go of the dragon and wrapped his muzzle right at the tip of that cock head. Ace was partially surprised at the willingness of the feline but who was he to question the needs of a man. Mike had his eyes closed decently and quickly went down to work, kneeling down on his paws and knees as he nursed that fuck pole excitedly.
"Never thought he was into it right away." Chase chuckled and gave a quick peck against his beloved dragon.
"Me neither but we ain't gonna take no for an answer. Who are we to deny the service of a free blowjob?"
Chase growled with a lick of his chops, removing any remaining garments as he got comfortable. Out of the three, he wasn't as well-endowed as the other feline and dragon but he loved it nevertheless. Happy growls and moans filled the air as the man below suckled as hard as he could. His muzzle wrapped perfectly against another while a free paw down to the side as he stroked away. The smell and scent was intoxicating and with a whiff of their musk, Mike nearly passed out from the overwhelming sensation.
Deeper and harder he went and never once showing a hint of distress or fatigue. In fact, the feline went the extra mile to deep throat each of that cock before realizing how large they were. Ace trembled and shook as he watched intensely at how much the cat could take it down his throat. Many have tried but most have failed, including his mate but he was getting the hang of it.
Mike licked away and observed how large and hefty these two were. Pairing them up together, Ace was definitely bigger but the raunchy tiger wasn't far behind. In fact, the man was holding up more cum that he could have. Those balls looked just as heavy and from the looks of it, he was in for a mouthful of cum. Fortunately for him, he was in for a world of surprise. Ace grabbed him down and force feed the jock as much as possible, deep throating that massive meat and surprisingly, he didn't choked to death on it. Feline must have great resistance against gagging up and this proved his point across when Mike moaned lustfully.
Hilted down to his scaly crotch, the dragon shuddered with tail lifted up slightly, wings expanded as his resulting orgasm started to come about. It was now or never and he never wanted a 'never'. Eyes dilated over as he kept calm, feeling that warm mouth of a cavern that was quick enough to engulf his length fully. Even in his state, the black feline couldn't ignore the lust that was quickly surging up his body. With cock at attention, he tried his best to ignore the ache that came from below. Instead, attention was whole heartedly diverted to the job at hand.
Lips pursed around the shaft, inexperienced tongue lapped away with ears tilted to the back; this jock was turning into such a submissive bottom. Ace was about to let it all out and no matter how much he tried; he wasn't capable of holding it off. With a roar of intensity, streams of cum started gushing out like an exploding dam as semen flooded the feline's jaw. Each spurt was enough to impregnate any woman but all he wanted was a good mouth, and a hole to put it in.
Mike growled and coughed as he pulled himself off; a bad move. The dragon had more than just a few shots and the rest had the man covered in his spunk. Any excess were drenched upon his fur and with a mouth full of seed, he was in no position to argue. Mike gulped down as much as possible and started gagging away, going down on all fours as the realization that he had just downed at least a glass full of seed crept into his mind.
"Bloody shit!" The cat continued coughing and struggling to gain his breath. He could have easily chocked to death and the dragon felt no pity. Rather, he was amused at how raunchy he was getting.
"A strong man like you could take anything and we're not finished yet." Ace hoisted the man over and roughly splayed him down on to the nearest sofa, "My boyfriend here has yet to get a piece of ya'."
"What the fuck!" Mike gasped and struggling like a mad man but a larger dragon loomed over with a smile that could easily make a devil tuck its tail back.
"You're going to be our bitch rather than we becoming yours. You're going to obey every single command we tell you to and would never question our motives, got it?"
"Fuck no!"
Ace shook his head and gripped both of the feline's arms above his head, clutching tightly like a vice cutting through his blood vessels. "You do as I say and we'll get this done quick. You want a fuck, we'll give you a fuck and here's a food for thought: I'm one of your sponsors."
The thought itself was a bombshell. Him! How could he! Impossible! This dragon was one of his sponsors for sports and here he was, being laid out like primed merchandise. However, he was not amused. "Tch! You? I highly doubt so."
The dragon laughed and grazed his sand papery tongue upon his cheek, carefully tasting the feline joyfully. "Major in football. Mediocre grades. No support from parents. Nearing to a dropout but only staying due to a contract and a high paying contract at that. Besides, your application was one of the unique ones around. The one and only Black Panther to register into our sponsor."
From then on, Ace stopped writhing around and whimpered pathetically. It was true and... God... he hated that. He had no other choice. It was this or playing around with the consequences. For now, all he has is this scholarship. There was nothing more to be concerned and without it, he wasn't going to find a decent job in the future. It was unheard off with such blackmailing but Ace had no say in it.
After all, he was here for the sex. Why stop now when he was already halfway through. A sudden pair of paws placed itself onto his butt cheeks and surge of fear raced through his mind. That pink puckered lips of a tail hole opened up and closed like it was alive, enticing Chase thoroughly. The stripped tiger was neglected for too long to be left behind and this was good enough of a reward for his patience. Tongue darted forth and started lapping away, purring innocently at such musky flavor.
The deeper he went, the harder it was to penetrate through and this was a pure sign that the man was a virgin. That beautiful bubble ass shaped like it was meant to be fucked. Each muscle that curved from the bottom till the top of his spine was exquisite. Fur soft yet, rough around the edges. His scent was a clear sign of arousal and each tender caress of that paw was good enough to push the man off the edge. Tail flipped to the side and the tiger could relish in his jock fantasies. Every time he wagged and showed off that tail, Chase had to groan and pry away from the sight of that stud.
Swinging and making his tail dance like a drama queen but he does that all to tease the whole fucking team. They pretty much knew what he was doing and by damn he was doing it right. Every player on the team pretty much envied the gift that this feline had but to show off every second during shower periods was pouring salt to the wound. No, better yet, stabbing their dignity in between.
But now, he had it all. Mm... that sweet ass of a feline was truly a meal that he would never forget. Now, he understood why Mike loved to portray his ass like it was a well-made statue. It deserved to be that way! Ass muscles clenched and unclenched every time the feline felt uneasy but after a while, he got used to it. Unsatisfied with just rimming off like a hungry tiger, Chase wanted to tease even further. Tip of his finger played about at the rim before wiggling itself into a tight confine.
Mike yelped and arched his back like never before; head thrown back and exposed more of his submissive side. His panting was doubled when he felt a pair of paws against his vulnerable area. The dragon murred happily and held the panther through, licking and stuffing his muzzle against the feline's furry neck, tongue lapped away as if he possessed the very man himself. If the first finger felt bad, the second was even worse.
"No! Stop! Please! I-It hurts!"
Ace growled and held him close. "You're going to take it like a man. Look at you, throwing yourself down like a good little slut," his paw raised his chin up and grinned maliciously. "You are a stud. Handsome, beautiful, muscled, just perfect. Too bad you're going to get fucked."
Mike whined and closed his eyes tightly, preparing for the onslaught of cock that would drive his own over the limit. No, his body was not accommodative to anything; namely butt plowing. However, he was in no position to yell off a stop sign. Chase gave those two rounded butt cheeks a hard slap before leaning over, preparing the feline for what was to come. His body pressed against the jet Black Panther's back, grinding and feeling up every well-earned muscle that was evident around the back.
Mike shot up and went wide eye. Cock pressed up against his back like a dominant male ready to pound his bitch and guess what, he was going to be that bitch. The very thought itself made him cringe but he had to endure them all. This is for scholarship! This is for scholarship! This is for sc - ah!!!
"Mother fucking bitch! AH!!!"
Chase grunted heavily and tried to get in as much as possible but with such resistance pushing back from deep within, this was going to take a while. "Grr! Mike! Relax, man! It ain't gonna ease up if you don't do the same."
"Dude! I-It's not gonna fit!"
"I'll make it fit!"
"Shut up! You're not the one getting fucked by a god damn cock!"
Chase ignored his plea and grunted even louder now, pushing in inches after inches and within a few minutes, he was hilted down to the base. Again, the tiger wasn't well endowed as his boyfriend was but he knew how to use a cock well enough. It mattered not how large you are but as long as you're able to deliver the goods, size mattered not and now, he was proving his worth.
The tiger purred happily and wrapped both arms around the mid torso of the panther, feeling up ridges of sinewy muscles that crept along his body. Strong... soft and tender... sweet... muzzle around his ears as he breathed in heavily, making sure that the feline knew who was topping for the rest of this period on. "Who's a good jock, huh? You want this, don'tcha. You love shaking that tail back and forth and yet, a virgin for a very long time. I say that this is a good time as any to pop a cherry."
He was already popped. Tight and warm, leaving off only pleasure as that tail hole gripped like a vice against his cock. First few inches pulled out but slammed right back in as the tiger started off with a slow and steady rhythm. Even with the cries and pleas of the panther, Chase never wanted to stop until he had bred his bitch for the night. Though, he wouldn't want to ruin such a fine looking ass. The urge to start pumping like a feral did crossed through his mind but it wouldn't be good 'hospitality' towards their guest.
Mike had his eyes closed and claws quickly tore right against the bed below. The sensation was slowly killing him from deep inside and he wanted that cock to be pulled out instantly. Unfortunately, that was not his luck. At least for now, the dominating tiger had a good thrust without hurting him any longer. Perhaps Chase had some slight sympathy with him but whatever it was, they weren't going to stop right there.
In and out that shaft went and it was rather invigorating as time passes. The panther felt no pain from it all but it might have something to do with his muscles getting numb by the second. Even if that was true, he couldn't fight off the tickling feeling that he enjoyed as his prostrate was slowly massaged. That itch inside was getting scratched, resulting in more than just a simple moan. Cock throbbed even more and this time, leaked more than a palm full of pre. The bed below was quickly soaked.
"Why does this feel so... so... good...?" Tongue rolled out and muscles slowly relaxed to the point of release. He couldn't hold himself up any longer and flopped downwards on the bed, drooled about like a new born baby. This feeling... was different. Exquisite. Raunchy. Special. So fucking good! Mike cried out as he broke down to flurries of gasps and moans.
Ace watched intensely as his mate takes over to another male. The very sight itself was arousing and he loved it all the more. A dragon of his stature should be pleasured as much as possible but he was content with watching the two fuck along. That was practically their plan but fucking hell, if only he knew how slutty this panther was, he would have taken him home earlier on.
The dragon leaned downwards and gazed lustfully at the man down below. "Hey, stud. You like? Nod once if you agree."
He was hesitating to answer. Even in his clouded mind, he knew the answer perfectly. He wanted this, the pleasure that could only be obtained from another man himself. A big fat juicy cock, primed and ready to take any ass; namely, his ass. And for all he's worth, Mike nodded with eyes closed shut, roaring away as he gave voice to the indescribable pleasure that coursed through his body; fur standing on end and body giving off scents of arousal altogether. The room itself was a chamber of sex and a single whiff could have knocked his cock over the edge.
Chase fucked relentlessly and never once stopped for a break. Instead, he urged the darkened feline to moan his name, and that he did.
"Fuck me! Harder! Oh God! Cock... your cock... so deep... very... ah...ah..."
"This is for showing off that muscled ass of yours! What use is it if it's only for display?" Harder and faster his thrust started churning, his balls were more than enough to spurt at least a glass full of cum and this feline was about to receive them all. One more... two... three... The tiger growled and rumbled deeply. He felt it. The familiar surge of cum came through and he was ready to deposit his load full of seed.
"Take it! Fucking take it! You'll never get another like mine! Grr!" It felt good, really good. He was in control. Chase reveled into the feeling and never wanted to let this go. Even with his mate, he wasn't one to be in command but now he has. Fucking away as he grunted like a wild animal but that didn't last long enough.
Powerful animalistic roars rumbled the very place itself and that was all the indication Mike needed to know that the end is finally here. Tail twitched uncontrollably as warm slosh of liquid painted his insides. His eyes rolled behind and threw his head up, tongue drooling away at the utmost sensation of being mated. Ass felt full and sore, filling him up to the brim and as he looked forward, despite vision being fogged by the amount of sex that he had, a large dragonic cock was pumping away and ready to force feed him with another mouthful of seed.
Mike shuddered and begged; he literally begged for it.
Ace panted and rapidly stroked away like his life depended on it. True enough, he was on the edge on that very second and by the next, he was covering the feline with ropes of cum. Even with his second shot of the night, the dragon was potent enough to cake the feline's fur with it. White splattered everywhere and hosed him down, to the point where half of his torso was mostly covered by it. The last few drops dripped off from the tip and Mike opened up, lavishing in the amount of seed that was over him.
Total spit roast, pretty much the perfect word to describe his position now. The Black Panther moaned and started licking away like a hungry animal, enjoying every moment of it but a sudden jolt from his ass made him look down in displeasure. Chase pulled away and watched intensely at this own handiwork. Beautiful, just beautiful. Drizzles of cum leaked off from the brim and covered the bed itself with it.
"Ungh... my ass..." Mike complained incoherently.
"Yep. A beautiful ass indeed." Chase chuckled and patted the two butt cheeks, watching it jingle for a moment before licking his chops. Indeed, even after fucking this man for a good solid session, that ass kept calling him back for more. He couldn't stand how sexy this stud looked. By the gods, if he ever does that again in school, he would have taken the feline right then and there; knowing how fantastic that ass felt.
Mike grumbled and gently inspected his tailhole, wondering if anything was broken in between but it seemed to be okay. A finger slipped right in and he felt it, those seed that was buried deep inside him, he was a virgin no more. Finally, he was done.
The morning came after and with it being the weekend, no one wanted to get up as early as six in the morning. Instead, most were more than content to sleep in, probably till the afternoon. However, Ace never was the right man in the wee hours of the morning. The alarm went off and the dragon slammed it shut, groggily sitting up as he yawned away, scratching on his chest before recalling back the night before.
Wager. Black Panther. Stud. Fucking. Amazing lay.
Ace smiled and yawned once more, looking around the bed before setting eyes upon the two males that was next to him. Luckily enough, their bed was more than enough to set in three furs. A simple whiff of morning air had the dragon standing on end. If he ever did have any fur, his would be standing straight up. The scent was intoxicating. Sex and male, filled with testosterone.
Yeah, a fucking good lay. The dragon thought and watched happily as his cock started rising up.
"Up, sweety?" Chase cooed as he wrapped both arms around his one and only mate.
"More than just me getting up." Ace chuckled and revealed to the stripped feline a large cock that was standing erected.
"Well damn... and here I thought yesterday night was more than enough to fulfill your needs."
"Mmm... I'm a hard dragon to please," he pulled the tiger closer and nuzzled on his neck, inhaling the scent that was his mate.
"And I'm an expensive tiger," Chase chuckled and purred heavily. "What about him?" Pointing over to the still sleeping panther.
Ace had to pause for a second. Still looking at the black feline, the dragon had another urge to get into that hole. Well, he didn't get a chance from previous night. Perhaps a quick morning routine would suffice. He scooted over and whipped that tail off, once again portraying a set of perfectly rounded ass. Chase was right and by god this man was a masterpiece. For a straight guy, he definitely knows how to turn on a gay man.
Chase rolled his eyes over and sighed in defeat. As expected from his mate, he would never leave a tail like this unless he had a fair share in it. Deep and trembling purrs of excitement resonant from the dragon and he wasted no time in getting deep into that tight confines. That piece of morning wood had him started and combined with the depth of a warm hole, he was in for a world of pleasure.
The tip entered gently but was quickly engulfed by the loosened hole. In fact, the panther was well lubed enough to push in deeper. Ace moaned and gripped the bed below, claws puncturing into the sheets, toes curled as his sex was stimulated thoroughly. Mike may not admit it out but this cat was definitely batting for the other team. Feline cock slowly hardened as his prostrated was teased endlessly and with that in mind, Mike moaned and gritted his teeth, crying softly as consciousness seeped into his mind.
"W-What... W-wait! Ah!! Haven't you had enough?!" The cat roared.
"He has but I've yet to claim my reward," the dragon pointed to his mate over. "And don't try to push the blame off. You do love getting fucked."
A single thrust made the cat moan even more and tail twitched uncontrollably. It didn't help with the fact that he was sporting a massive erection. With his youth still intact, Mike was ready within seconds. However, he was not ready to be stuffed right in the morning itself. His body was pushed to the limits since last night and to start off the morning with another bout of tail raising, he was never ready.
The dragon was slow at first but as soon as he got deeper and deeper, added with a proper rhythm to his humps, he was on a roll. The ball kept going and going and by the end of it, he felt nothing more than just pleasure. Mike stretched his back up and kept that ass as sexy as possible, flexing and clenching tightly, so as to push the dragon off the edge.
Mind fogged in a sea of sensual ecstasy but he knew one thing was for sure: he liked getting fucked. It had never occurred to him how much of a bitch he was and with this being his first time in bed with another, he was finally learning his sexual desires and position. He was submissive, he wanted cock and most of all, he wanted a big strong male like the dragon behind him.
There was nothing more than having a muscled god pummeling his ass like a well-used toy. Females... he still had some desires for them but second best wasn't so bad. In fact, he loved it even more. Who knew how good it would feel to have that itch in his anal walls taken care off. He wanted more... more... and he was willing to submit.
Mike gritted his teeth and whispered softly.
"You said something, kitty cat?" Ace pumped away as he ravaged that ass as much as he could.
"Fuck me..."
"What was that?"
"I said fuck me! Dammit!" Mike punched the bed as his anger flared up. This was going to be an interesting morning. "Fuck me like a bitch! Gods... This feels too good."
Tongue hanging low as he croaked dryly. Finally, he was begging for it. It took a while but he was finally broken. Chase was lost for words as watched intensely.
"That's a good boy. Soon, you'll get your finishing reward but first, how about we hit things up a notch. Let's see how far we could stretch this hole of yours."
The thought itself was terrifying but before he could gave out cries of protest; he was muffled by a large dragonic arm. "We will get you open. Shh... don't worry about it." The feline was straddled like a baby with his back pressed up to the dragon. His strong and powerful arms kept him safe, never leaving for a moment; neither did that huge cock of his. He kept it intact and once he got him over, Mike was left to face the tiger.
"It's only been a night and you're that eager for more. Hmph, let's break this bitch." Chase growled heavily as he loomed over, paws pressed up on the panther's shoulders as he positioned himself. Mike had his eyes bulged wide like dinner plates as he soon realized what they were planning; definitely not ready for what was to come.
That barbed cockhead pushed deeply and finally smashed right into his open tail hole. A loud roar shook the very room itself and Mike felt the pain, he felt it all! It was bad enough to accommodate an enormous shaft but to plant another one in, it was something he was not prepared for. A single thrust from the tiger was enough to make the panther scream out loud.
"Lube! Lube! Lube!!" He cried out.
"Shut up, you're already lubed up. If you could take in my dragon in one swoop, you can take on anything." Despite the striped feline's reasoning, it wasn't any helpful. Instead, it drove the black feline to the point of agony. His body felt numb to the touch, but something was very wrong... Even with the pain that seared through his tail hole, somehow, his maleness had yet to go limp. In fact, it throbbed and pulsed uncontrollably. Pre puddled up at the tip, precariously to the point of release but he was in no way ready to burst.
The dragon nuzzled against his neck and kept the pain at bay, whispering words of encouragement: it was working. Arms brought forward and wrapped itself against the panting tiger, eager to get at least half of that shaft in. A few thrust and pestering was more than enough to loosen him up, taking it all like a champ. Mike groaned and squirmed for a bit, unable to believe how much he was stuffed into. He expected a rough and hard pounding but it was the complete opposite, he was thoroughly surprised.
Ace rocked his hips slowly and allowed for the panther to take his time, allowing that anal muscles to relax as it was stretched wider than it should. In and out, literally taking turns to claim that sexy ass of a feline and that they did. A single slapped against butt cheeks made the feline moan away and purred incoherently. In his mind, Mike was completely shrouded by the pleasure that coursed through his veins.
The pain finally gone and all there's left was an intense sexual desire to have more. He was about to beg for it but the tiger was one step ahead of him. Panting and huffing away, the morning was greeted with trios of cries that would make any neighbouring households to look out in curiousity. For all he's worth, Mike allowed for the two to handle him as much as they wanted to. His body was theirs to use, nothing more than just a slab of meat muscle that turned each of them on. Cock slapped up and down as he was ridden like a true horse.
Luckily enough, the dragon produced more pre than any species could and thank god for that. Mike had his eyes closed and reveled completely under these two men's ministration. They took turns and for each thrust that they made, it reached over to his prostrate. So much so that Mike could have just gotten off right then and there.
And that he did.
Ropes after ropes of white rocketed to the air before landing with an audible splat, covering his black fur with white. It started off with a few spurts but soon grew intense with one or two shooting over his head. Mike was in ecstasy. Despite having blinded by the wave of lust, the panther knew what was happening and he was surprised at how much he could get off from just having his prostate fucked over. The final wave left off with a few flowing down its length, coating the base with whatever remains his balls may have had. Cum had started to seep into his fur as his body was caked completely with it, intoxicating the room itself with his scent.
Anybody could have fainted from the very toxic that wafted through the air. Sweat and sex lingered about and with an added scent of cum, it made the room complete. Ace groaned in pleasure before throwing his head back, ramming deeply without a care and as soon as he had buried his all, those ass muscles clenched like a vice and it threw him off guard completely.
Dragonic cock expanded immensely and let loose several waves of cum, filling up every nook and cranny that this tight tail hole has to offer. If that wasn't bad enough, Chase was on the edge as well and he followed suit, filling the panther up with his essence.
For the panther, everything was slowly turning into a blur and exhaustion begun to creep into his very being. Even though it was just the morning ahead, being fucked by these two pretty much drained his energy and soul. The last that he's heard before entering into unconsciousness was how gleeful they were.
"That was awesome," Ace growled with a puff of his chest, "Best ass I've ever fucked."
And things turned pitch-black afterwards.
*beep* *beep* *beep*
"Fuck..." Mike cursed groggily, slamming his large fist down to the alarm clock that was seated right next to his bed, "What fucking day is it..."
He groaned and sat up, utterly tired from whatever activity that he might have last night. Giving off a yawn and scratch to his belly, he blinked several times before getting sight of his bearings. Everything that was a blur was slowly coming to view and he inhaled deeply. The scent was invigorating. It smelt sweet, tangy and musky, everything that describes him as a virile male.
"God... I'm sore..." He was definitely sore. What happened yesterday!
A knock came from the door and the panther stood straight up. "Son, you up?"
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Just checking. You alright in there?"
Was he? Mike stretched as much as he could and felt a sudden pang of pain that coursed around his behind. "Ungh! Just sore. Morning soreness, I guess."
"You were home late last night. Some friends of yours dropped you in while we were home. I know that you're entitled to go about as you like but please, don't do anything that I wouldn't." Those were his dad's final words before leaving the panther alone to tend to whatever needs he has.
"Hmph... Not like you care," he got on his feet and that was when he felt it all. His ass was sore! Fuck! What happened last night?! Walking over like an elderly man, he groaned with every single step. Once he reached over to his study table, a letter was put on display. Mike ignored at first but something caught his eye and he just had to read it.
Dear Mike,
Last night was just fantastic. You're a pretty good lay and never change that. That ass of yours fits both of us like a glove. Hope to see you soon. If you're ever in need of any tail action, look us up, we're more than willing to help you out. In the meantime, keep that tail of yours clean. Wouldn't want you catching any disease, would we?
Chase will see you soon in school tomorrow. Oh, and by the way, once you've realized how badly you were double crossed and start plotting some kind of revenge against us, here's some evidence for you to figure things out. We wouldn't want these to appear anywhere else, would we?
Ciao~
Mike trembled as he read the letter once, twice and finally, by the third reading, the day that followed from before started flooding his consciousness. He remembered it all! And the photos! There they were!
Several clear shots of him, naked with cum covering his very body. As much as he adored his own muscled stature, he was appalled at the amount of seed that was thrown at him. His ass spread open with a gaping hole in between. Cock still hard but evidence of release was shown perfectly in the picture. Poses after poses, revealing everything that screams sodomy, he was done for.
This was going to be a long year.
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