Capture and Release

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Chapter 1: Capture

Traumatic or gruelling missions increase your bond with your squad-mates. Being ambushed, captured by the enemy, and strung up naked and humiliated definitely counts.

Our squad was deployed on mission to some back-water agricultural planet. The civvies – civilians - had reported Ghostie activity although details were sparse and dubious. Designated as ‘low encounter probability’ the assignment was to scout, test out some detection tech, report back on any activity but don’t engage. Get in, point the thing that goes ‘Bing!’ at some trees, get out. Easy-peasy, low risk civvie mission.

I was the tech guy for the squad. I’m a standard un-augmented human male sci-tech specialist. As a mere human I was relying on the skills of my other squad members to keep us safe. My role was to field-test some new detector equipment. I was responsible for holding the device and pointing at things, twiddle the sliders and try to look intelligent. Note to generals: your detector is shit.

My sergeant, Sam, was an Anthromorph. He was a giant of a man – mix between human and Great Dane dog. He stood over seven feet tall and was a tower of muscle and intimidation. His head and face had a fawn pelt and classic black mask of a Great Dane dog. There was always a foul-smelling cigar clenched between his jaws, so his face was pulled into a permanent snarl. As well as being squad leader he was primary defence and was carrying the big Fuck-Off launcher rifle. I think he hated me and resented being sent as a baby-sitter for the geeky science nerd. The guy terrified me.

The third member of our squad, Genghis, was a standard Rottweiler dog. He was from a long line of dogs bred for intelligence and longevity. Physically he was indistinguishable from a classic Rottweiler dog. But he was already thirty years old and barely middle-aged. He was equipped with a voice synthesizer on a chest harness so he could communicate with his squad-mates. Dogs are able to smell the Ghosties so are generally recruited as scouts and guards. Genghis and Sam had been on many previous missions together.

Ghosties are the enemy - they’re a threat to our agricultural colonies.

We’re part of Planetary Defence helping a colony of farmers deal with a spate of assaults. Every now and then some bum-fuck colony on a backwater planet gets a visit from the Ghosties. PD moves in, drives the Ghosties away, life resumes.

The enemy is completely invisible. We don’t know their shape, how many there are, where they come from, how they get where they go. We don’t know why they hassle back-water colonies or why they do… what they do. What we do know is the plasma-EM launcher carried by Sam drives them away (or kills them – don’t know, don’t care). We suspect they’re trans-dimensional creatures who are not quite resident in our reality.

Our squad hiked the few miles from camp across crunchy frost through icy forest. Everyone was cold, pissed off, and had decided a half hour ago we were wasting our time.

Genghis made a grumbling sound and his breath fogged in the cold air, “Sexual intercourse this. There is nothing here.” The vocoder on his chest-harness was censored for civvie missions – can’t have the cute doggie offending some 10 year old Timmie.

The sergeant concurred with Genghis, “Yep. I’m callin’ it. Geek, we’re outta here,” Sam’s voice was deep and commanding, with an undertone of boulders grinding.

My gloveless fingers trying to use the touch-screen controls of the detector were numb. “Just a sec… some feedback on the…”

When I felt an electro-static prickle against my skin and could no longer move my legs I knew we were profoundly fucked. Before I passed out I heard Genghis yelp in surprise and Sam curse. A white-hot ball of plasma-EM ripped through the trunk of an old pine tree which toppled with majestic slowness. Apparently the discharge wasn’t effective at driving off the Ghosties.

Most transcripts I’ve read from victims of encounters with Ghosties have been vague. The details were sketchy, the actions of the enemy seemed random and meaningless. For example one male victim had been kept for three days, then was found wandering near his house naked and shaved entirely hairless. On another colony a woman was captured and returned a week later heavily pregnant. Genetically the child was identical to the mother, so likely cloned. Yet another colony a man was gone for two days, then returned naked and crying. His reluctant testimony was that his, uh, manly fluids had been repeatedly sampled. No documented encounters were fatal. But there were plenty of rumours of missing livestock, farm equipment accidents and injuries blamed on Ghosties to keep the colonies on edge. Sometimes a public relations exercise of sending in the Planetary Defence forces to sweep a colony would keep the farmers happy and productive.

I surfaced from my black void of unconsciousness to the sound of growled curses in seven fluent languages. Across from me, to my left, Sam was suspended with his arms and legs outstretched. His ever-present cigar was absent, but his face was pulled into a snarling rictus. With rows of large pointed teeth a snarling Great Dane is alarming to see. The big Fuck-Off rifle was gone. He noticed my recovery and directed his ire toward me.

“Geek! You’re still alive. Where the hell are we and why are we here?” But before I could get my dry mouth to work he’d already turned toward the dog, “Genghis, buddy, you okay?”

The dog was similarly restrained with limbs spread. He was held upright so I could see his chest and belly. He looked toward the sergeant and grumbled a sequence. The vocoder on the dog’s chest relayed his response, “I am sorry, Sam. I do not know what happened. I did not smell anything before we were trapped. I am unharmed.”

We were in a chamber or maybe a room of some sort. The size was difficult to gauge because we were suspended near the middle, high off the floor. The walls and floor were light grey with grids or conduits of black and gold running through at regular spacing. It could have been as big as a staryard hanger, or as small as a farmer’s cottage. Perspective seemed a bit uncooperative. I suspected we possibly were no longer in normal reality. Lighting was bright, but directionless. We hung in that space separated by about 10 feet from each other – Sam to my front-left and Genghis to my front-right. Whatever kept us suspended and bound held us bodily. We weren’t hanging by our limbs – we were sort of hovering, stuck in mid-air with our limbs splayed out.

“Clusterfuck.” Sam muttered, resigned. “Well they’re probably not gonna kill us. Geek, stop crying – this will be uncomfortable, probably embarrassing, but should be over in a few hours. Maybe couple o’ days at most.”

In my defence it was more a whimper than crying. I wasn’t trained for torture – I was a lowly sci-tech on his first field mission. I was only 18 years old and was desperately hoping I’d see 19 - maybe even lose my virginity someday.

I did shriek, however, when my jacket ripped apart. The seams of my army camouflage separated, the back of the jacket parted into two and the sleeves tore open. The material slumped from my shoulders and fell away behind me. To my right Genghis’ outer jacket suffered the same fate; the fastenings and seams tore apart, the jacket spit and fell to the depths. I watched it fall and it didn’t seem to stop falling. We were so far up that the jacket became an indistinct tumbling dot before I lost track of it. “What the sexual intercourse?” the Rottweiler’s vocoder said from the harness on his chest. Likewise to my left the sergeant’s jacket tore away and fell to the interminable distance.

Next my shirt and singlet tore in half and fell away leaving my torso bare. I shivered, although the temperature was warm. The Rottweiler’s body-armour split into four pieces and vanished to the depths. To my left the anthropomorphic Great Dane’s chest was also bared. Now, I’ve never seen the sergeant without a shirt before. That man is seriously muscled. His chest is broad, deep, and absolutely mountainous. His biceps and pectoral muscles bulged and strained – he was obviously testing the sturdiness of our invisible bonds with all his considerable strength.

My boots and socks shredded, and fell away. Genghis’ four boots and Sam’s two followed mine.

With awful inevitability I felt the seams of my camouflage trousers give way. My underwear fluttered away leaving me naked and completely defenceless. The dog’s harness unravelled – his vocoder uttered a last phrase as it tumbled away, “Mother sexual intercourse….” To my left Sam’s pants shredded and tumbled to the depths. All three of us were exposed, held suspended at an unimaginable height and completely vulnerable to whatever our captors had in mind.

I was absolutely embarrassed at being naked in front of my squad-mates. As a sci-tech I’d mostly avoided the exercise yard and was always too busy to eat properly. So I was pale, scrawny and all of 120 pounds of no muscle. Genghis, as a dog, probably didn’t particularly care. Dogs go nude whenever they like.

But Sam was an enraged Goliath. With his arms and legs held out in an ‘X’ shape he was completely exposed. He fought against his bonds. I admired his persistence, futile as it was. Despite being captured I was struck by Sam’s figure. His fawn pelt continued from his chest and belly down his incredibly muscular thighs. His digitigrade paws faded to black, like socks. Like a dog, Sam had ten nipples in two columns of five down his chest and abdomen. The last two nipples were either side of his canine-like sheath. I couldn’t prevent myself from staring at his genitals – his penis was hidden inside a thick fawn-coloured tube. And beneath that hung a prodigious scrotum. My god, his balls were the size of tennisballs, slung low in a black velvet sack. How does he manage to walk upright? My mind was flitting around in embarrassment for myself and my squad. “See something you like?” he growled, snapping my attention from his groin back to his face.

“What? I… No!” I stammered, appalled that he’d caught me staring, “I’ve just never seen…”

“Yeah, stow it, geek,” Sam growled, “Compared to your flaccid white peanut I’m a fuckin’ horse – I know it”

Abashed, I looked away. I was keeping a secret from my squad. I was gay, and I had a bit of a crush on the sergeant. Since the start of our patrol I’d been distracted by the wall of masculinity stomping along beside me. Sure, he was terrifying, but he was everything masculine that attracted me. I knew, never in a billion years would someone as manly as the sergeant even look at me with anything other than loathing. I was sure he was straight and probably had a dozen lady-friends back home. No, I was resigned to a lonely life of porn mags and masturbation. But seeing the giant Anthro Great Dane naked in front of me would certainly provide fodder for some excellent fantasies. That is, if we survived….

Genghis yelped in surprise, then grumbled something. But with his vocoder gone we couldn’t understand what the Rottweiler was saying. He started struggling and whimpering but we couldn’t see any obvious reason for the dog’s distress.

“What’s up pal, you okay?” asked Sam with obvious concern. But the dog uttered a series of grunts and rumbles which transformed into a drawn-out groan. “You motherfuckers had better not be hurting my buddy!” yelled Sam. We could both only watch impotently as the dog became more and more agitated.

The Rottweiler was panting and groaning, making a “Huff!... Huff!... Huff!...” sound. Then he threw back his head and thrashed about in his restraints. A stream of fluid jetted from the dog’s groin – I assumed he’d urinated in distress. Oddly, the fluid didn’t fall away, but hung suspended in the air in front of Genghis. Then the liquid coalesced into a small sphere approximately an inch across and hovered in front of the dog’s groin.

I was distracted from my bewilderment by the sergeant suddenly exclaiming, “What the fuck? Something’s poking at my butt!” He struggled to move his hips or to drop his tail. But he was held fast, and his tail pulled up even higher by the invisible bonds. “Oh no… no, no, no… oof!”

“Sarge? You okay?” my voice shook. Seeing the sergeant rattled was terrifying to me.

“Yeah, it’s okay… It’s just… Argh! Shit that feels real fuckin’ weird!” his muscles were absolutely popping as Sam vainly tried to move in his restraints. “Okay, don’t panic there’s just something… oh gods… Oh gods. Oh fuck…”

I couldn’t see anything happening to the sergeant. Were they aiming an RF weapon at him? Were the restraints damaging him? First Genghis, and now the sergeant… was I next? I was absolutely terrified, shaking in fear. “What is it? What’s happening?”

But the sergeant thrashed in his bonds, panting and grunting. “Oh Christ… I’m gonna… I’m gonna… Hyurrgh!” With an almighty judder the Anthro Great Dane threw his head back. A jet of liquid arced away from his groin. “Oh god… oh god… hyurrgh!” More liquid joined the growing sphere in front of his groin. Sam’s head dropped forward – he had his eyes closed and was panting. Drool hung in a string from his tongue. I wasn’t sure he was still conscious.

I whimpered in fear at what it could take to make the rock of a man piss in distress and what would happen to me. Then I shrieked when something poked at my backside.

Now, I’m a virgin – was a virgin. Totally. Never had a boyfriend. Never had a blowjob, never even a handjob from anyone else. I’d certainly never had anything up my butt before. So when I felt a prodding at my rear I clamped my sphincter hard and screamed.

The probe was slender like a finger, pushing inward with frictionless inevitability. It easily breached my clenched defences and wriggled into me. The sensation was peculiar, but surprisingly not painful. As it penetrated deeper the diameter of the probe increased. While I was still terrified I’d stopped screaming and instead focussed on breathing through the new sensations. The probe seemed to be undulating gently as though it were something alive. Somewhere deep inside me a warmth spread outward from the tip of the probe. It felt like liquid sunshine was pouring into me. With the heat came a tingling sensation. My body was thrumming, vibrating and glowing.

My cock twitched.

I can hear you thinking it, because I was thinking the same. Like, what the hell? I was terrified, humiliated and naked in front of my squad-mates who had just undergone some traumatic experience. I was shaking in fear. But my cock was getting hard. The fire in my innards radiated outward, making my extremities tingle. Then the air around my cock started thrumming with a deep hum. I felt as though I were wrapped in a warm, fuzzy blanket that vibrated in a most agreeable way. Somewhere in my depths a thickening probe was buzzing and thrumming against my prostate gland. Involuntarily my hips moved, trying to give more stimulation to my exposed cock. I could hear myself beginning to pant with arousal.

At some point my terror evaporated. I was consumed by this sensation of growing tension in my midriff. My cock bounced and juddered, straining for release with the hot internal stimulation in my belly. I cried out as the stimulation overwhelmed me and I orgasmed. Just like that, something invisible and bewildering made me cum. Wave after wave of ecstasy flooded outward from my midriff as I pumped out my load. It was the most intense orgasm of my life. The thrumming heat in my depths prolonged my bliss. I threw back my head, grunting like an animal as my seed coalesced into a white blob in front of me. My cock twitched and bounced, untouched as it spurted semen. The probe throbbed in my butt-hole as I came, and that amplified my pleasure.

After what felt like an hour but was probably less than twenty seconds I opened my eyes. The vestiges of ecstasy drained away with my energy. I would have slumped if the invisible forces weren’t holding me upright.

To my right Genghis, the Rottweiler, seemed to be recovering. He looked to me and grunted, nodding. I guessed he had been through the same ordeal, not tortured after all. The milky clear ball of liquid at his groin was his ejaculate. We looked over at our sergeant who still was lost in his pleasure. A sphere almost three inches in diameter was still growing at his groin. The clear fluid threaded with white. His head remained down, and saliva drooled in ropes from his face.

“Are you… are you okay, Sarge?” I asked tentatively.

He juddered, and more liquid spurted into the sphere. He looked up, eyes unfocussed, “Wha?... aaaa… huff… just, ahh… just give me a minute, ‘kay?” he dropped his head again, panting.

Just how long do Anthros orgasm for? I knew dogs stayed locked together for ages, but what about human/dog hybrids? I was relieved he hadn’t been tortured or harmed. His thrashing in the restraints had been the throes of orgasm, not distress.

I couldn’t avoid noticing how large the sphere of fluid (say it, semen!) at the sergeant’s groin had grown. Something like three inches across, the blob wobbled. In front of Genghis an inch or so ball of watery cum hovered. And in front of pathetic human me was a white marble barely a half inch in size. How to shame the pallid geek even more so.

But as I stared down at the white ball in front of me it moved upward and drifted to the left toward the sergeant. It rose to pause in front of the unwitting man’s face. His head was still down and his eyes were closed – I think he was still lost to his bliss. Unbelievably he lifted his head and opened his mouth. I was mortified to see the white blob of my cum splat against his tongue. Sam blearily closed his mouth, swallowed, and his head drooped to his chest again. I was dumb-struck.

At the sergeant’s groin the milky-clear ball of his ejaculate rose up and drifted to my right toward Genghis. The Rottweiler cocked his head to the side, watching the blob approach. I was shocked when the dog opened his maw with a grunt. The large sphere elongated and poured into the dog’s mouth. He swallowed a few times before he closed his maw and gulped the last of the semen down. I was aghast at how casually the dog had drunk his leader’s semen. Genghis looked at me with an indecipherable expression on his canine features.

I watched in fascinated horror as the marble of the Rottweiler’s semen rose from his groin toward my face. The whitish blob wobbled slightly. Now, let me be absolutely clear, there was no way in hell I was going to open my mouth. I was embarrassed enough to be held naked on display for my squad-mates. I sure as hell didn’t want them to see me drinking a dog’s semen.

The forces holding me rigid and splayed altered slightly. I could feel a growing pressure around my jaw. Involuntarily my jaw was dragged down and my mouth opened. “Awk!” I exclaimed. But then my breathing blocked off. I couldn’t breathe through my mouth or my nose. The two-inch ball of milky fluid hovered in my view for a moment, as though taunting me or giving me a second to prepare. Then fluid started to pour into my mouth. I had no option – I couldn’t spit it out, I couldn’t breathe. All I could do was swallow the liquid. Despite my distress the fluid didn’t taste bad. I’d been expecting something acrid. It was the first time I’d tasted anybody’s semen. This was sweet, slightly salty. But not unpleasant. My jaw was forced to close and I was held there a moment as I swallowed the last dregs of my squad-mate’s ejaculate. Then I was released and drew a gasping breath. “What the hell!”

The sergeant, now fully awake, grinned over at me, “That wasn’t so bad, was it, geek? Sure beats getting tortured. Hell I think that was the best orgasm of my life.” He seemed utterly un-ashamed of having just been forced to cum in front of his compatriots. I’m not certain he was aware he’d swallowed my semen. He looked toward the Rottweiler and asked, “You doing okay, bud? Guess that wasn’t you dying after all.”

Genghis woofed a short assent.

Before I could think of some appropriate retort I felt something squirming in my nethers. I’d all but forgotten about the probe up my butt. It started writhing and humming again, pressing me in undeniably delicious ways. “Oh fuck… it’s still there…” A hot burst of radiant pleasure ignited in my guts. My cock instantly stiffened. The thrumming vibrations surrounding my penis reactivated and intensified. This time Sam and Genghis were staring right at me. I closed my eyes and tried to think of chess moves or technical forums. I definitely didn’t want my squad-mates watching me humiliate myself.

Obviously my efforts were futile. I groaned as the humming warmth spread to my extremities. With appalling inevitably my cock twitched and bounced as pleasure built up in my groin. Despite having cum barely ten minutes earlier the humming vibrations took me right to the edge of orgasm. And then held me there for a moment. I whimpered, right at the cusp of cumming but held a hairs breadth away from pleasure. In my frustration at being so close to release my thoughts about chess pieces turned to the chess-pieces fucking, the technical articles became porn stories. I strained at my bonds, not to escape but to try to stimulate my cock the tiny fraction more that would push me over the edge. I opened my eyes to see my leader grinning at my struggles. But my vision slipped lower to stare at his groin, to imagine how his black velvet sack would feel in my hand. With a grunt I thrashed in my bonds. My cock juddered and spurted gobs of semen. Waves of pleasure washed through me. All the while I stared at Sam’s groin, imagining my face pressed into his sheath and balls, inhaling his manly scent. My orgasm seemed relentless.

When at last the jolts subsided I raised my head, expecting to meet the judgemental scowl of my sergeant. Instead he’d lifted his head back and was panting. “Oh shit – here we go again!” I guessed the probe in his butt had begun to work its magic on his internals. This time I was less panicked and could observe the process. Genghis looked at me with a quizzical expression but I ignored him. It was incredibly erotic to watch the giant Human/Canine hybrid stimulated toward his release.

At first the pink tip of his hardening cock peeked from end of his sheath. It was thin at first but rapidly thickened. The tan-coloured flesh of his sheath stretched around the swelling member. Near the base of his sheath the swelling became a large ball, and his sheath grew taut around it. I guessed that was his knot growing in his sheath. All the while the Anthro was huffing and gasping. His abdominal muscles were a corrugated wall as he panted. Dribbles of clear fluid seeped from the pointed tip of his penis. The droplets of liquid swirled in the air, coalescing together but not falling away. Sam groaned and thrashed in his bonds, muscles straining. I stared fixated on his groin. The black velvet sack of his scrotum pulled upward, twitching. With a mighty roar Sam ejaculated. His sheath visibly pulsed taut as a fountain of semen hosed from his penis. The fluid swirled in a mini tornado before merging with the growing blob in front of the struggling man. He let out another roar in ecstasy as the globe of semen grew and steaked with milky white. Then his head dropped forward. More jets of liquid squirted from his penis. Sam was lost in bliss.

To my right Genghis made a chuckling sound. He watched amused as the sergeant was forced to orgasm. Then the Rottweiler abruptly grunted and shuddered. His own sheath had started to swell and the dog panted and groaned. After a few moments he also thrashed in his restraints and roared. Another ball of milky fluid grew in front of his groin.

I was slightly abashed at the small white blob hovering at my groin, compared to the giant globes the two canines had produced. Once again the white glob moved upward. This time it drifted toward the insensate Rottweiler dog. Genghis was deep in the throes of his orgasm, and barely seemed aware when his head lifted, his maw opened, and he gulped down my semen. He made a “Gaah!” sound, and shook his head. But then he seemed to fall back to his oblivious state of bliss.

Genghis’ ejaculate rose upward and hovered toward Sam. The sergeant was in the last dregs of his release and seemed more aware. He made a startled “Awk!” as his mouth was forced open. But he winked at me as he swallowed down the dog’s blob of cum. He even licked his jowls and grinned at the Rottweiler, “Hey buddy, I just drank your cum. Woah, nerd, looks like you get to drink mine!” He watched the milky sphere rise up from his groin and drift to my face. “Don’t struggle, just go with it.”

This was so embarrassing. I was naked, post orgasm in front of my squad-mates. My sergeant, the beast I was secretly lusting after, was about to watch me swallow his cum. The thing is… I didn’t want to struggle against it – I wanted to taste him. I opened my mouth and drank the salty-sweet fluid down. It took several gulps. I’m not certain the force-field had to coerce me. The Anthromorph’s semen was little more strongly flavoured than the dog’s. It had more of a taste of walnuts or soft cheese. I can’t say I disliked it.

“Tasty? That’s pure stud you’re drinking, geek.” Gods, how could that man be so confident and self-assured? Sam had noticed I wasn’t struggling against having to drink and I blushed bright red all over. He seemed completely un-ashamed of having just been forced to cum in front of his compatriots. And then having to drink the semen of his dog squad-mate didn’t seem to concern Sam. Now that the sergeant was certain all his wards were unharmed he seemed much more at ease. Across from him Genghis rumbled in agreement. “None the worse for wear. Maybe the Ghosties will let us go now they’ve had their fun.”

Chapter 2: Release

For a short time we just kindof hung there, naked, exposed. We’d all just watched each other be stimulated to orgasm in front of our squad-mates. It’s difficult to make small-talk when you’ve been forced to swallow someone’s cum. Sam made reassuring comments about it probably being over, while Genghis grumbled.

When my body started to rotate and move to the left I felt a rush of relief. This was it, the Ghosties were surely done with us and were going to release us. We would be let free from the appalling room. I was moved to behind the sergeant so I was looking at his back. And what a magnificent back it was. The fawn pelt overlaid powerful shoulder muscles which were stretched out by the forces holding Sam splayed. His back was wide and tapered to a narrower waist. His tail, also fawn but with a white tip, was pulled up and to the side. He had buttocks that looked like they could crush a billiard ball. The man was a wall of tan-coloured muscle.

“Hey, where you headed, geek?” Sam couldn’t turn his head far enough to see me behind him.

“No, I’m here… I’m fine. I’m right behind you. Oh! Oh no…” I could feel it in my guts again - that humming warmth. My cock twitched to life. With every clench and throb my cock slowly raised until it pointed directly at Sam’s dilated butt-hole. Pre-semen drooled from my cock and formed a blob of lubrication. Then I was moved forward.

“Oh no… oh no… sir, I’m sorry I can’t stop it. I’m sorry!” I cried out, struggling ineffectually.

“Why, what’s up geek? What’re they doing… oh… Oh!” Sam felt the first touch of my penis against his sphincter. The probe held him open but somehow didn’t interfere with my penis as I penetrated him. “Don’t you dare, oh don’t you fucking dare…” he growled at me, “Don’t you dare fucking cum inside me.”

My hysterical mind screamed that the probes were force manipulations rather than physical objects. It also screamed that I was losing my virginity by being forced to fuck my unwilling sergeant. And then my mind stepped back and realized the sensations around my penis were fantastic. For someone who has only ever masturbated the first time feeling someone else’s flesh grasping my penis was unimaginable. As my cock pushed forward my foreskin peeled back and I experienced the full sensation of his heavenly velvet tunnel sliding along the head of my penis. I was gibbering apologies, but there was undeniable pressure building in my groin. And I’m not certain it was solely because of the radiant vibrations in my midriff.

The forces moving me forward were irresistible. My hips pressed against the sergeants buttocks, my balls rested against his scrotum. I could feel his heat around my cock from the tip to the root. Dogs, and apparently Anthros too, have a high body temperature. I was pulled back slightly and pushed forward again. The irresistible powers were making me slowly fuck the sergeant. I could feel him clenching and his muscles rippling along my cock. Then the thrumming in my guts intensified. I groaned out a long moan, then gasped as my cock spurted. Oh god… it felt so damned good but so wrong. Orgasm burst through me as I lost my virginity. Somewhere through the haze I could hear the sergeant cursing me for being a pansy-arsed fucker. I must have unloaded into the sergeant twice what I would normally cum.

Eventually the waves of bliss receded and the forces moved me back. My softening cock slipped from the sergeant’s butt, dribbling a string of cum. I was moved back to my original position where both the Anthro Great Dane and the classic Rottweiler glared at me. I couldn’t help myself and I broke down crying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I didn’t want to. I’ve never had sex with anyone before and I wanted my first time to be special and instead they made me fuck you and it must have been horrible for you and I’m sorry… I’m sorry. Please don’t kill me. You must hate me…” and so on.

“Hey… hey kid,” Sam’s features softened a little, “It’s okay. It wasn’t actually terrible – it felt pretty good actually.” He winked at me and I stopped snivelling a little. “I’m not angry at you, I’m angry at the Ghosties. I promised my husband I’d be monogamous and now we’ve just ruined a ten year good streak.”

“Wait… husband? You’re gay too?” I asked, sniffling loudly. I was incredulous that this giant of masculinity wasn’t straight.

“Well, bi- actually. I used to be a ‘Fuck anything that moves and learn CPR for lean times’ kinda guy,” Sam seemed almost wistful for a moment, “But ten years ago I fell heavily in love. I met someone who tamed me and made me focus on what real relationships mean. We did the marriage thing and I swore off anyone else. And my husband will be super pissed about it.”

I tried to imagine what barbarian of a man would be married to the sergeant. And now the man who had tamed the sergeant was going to be pissed at me. That’s it, I was going to die. “You, uh, you don’t have to tell him, do you?”

“You’re right. I don’t have to tell my husband,” the sergeant growled, “because he already knows. He watched you fuck me.” The sergeant nodded his head toward Genghis, “He’s right over there.”

For the second time I was incredulous, “Genghis? He’s your husband?” I glanced over at the Rottweiler. He glared back at me and snarled, baring his teeth. Yep, I was going to die.

At that moment the forces holding Sam moved him. He drifted behind Genghis. Simultaneously the Rottweiler’s body was rotated forward to a more natural position on all fours. Genghis yipped in surprise. The collaborating forces aligned the Anthro Great Dane’s groin with the rear end of the Rottweiler.

“Sorry buddy, looks like I’m gonna be fucking you now. I know… I know… you don’t like being topped,” I could hear genuine concern in Sam’s words for his grumbling lover, “You can take this – you’ve done it before.” The sergeants sheath pulled back by invisible tools. A finger-thin pink rod of glistening flesh was revealed pointed directly at the Rottweiler’s gaping butt-hole. Then Sam pushed forward so the finger of flesh vanished into the dog. “Oh gods the vibrations have started…” Sam began panting and grunting.

I captivated and at the same time distraught. It was undeniably arousing seeing the giant of a man fucking the Rottweiler dog. The sergeant’s fawn coloured pelt contrasted with the black-and-mahogany pelt of his… husband (I would need a moment to process that). But Genghis had started whining and panting. I remembered the bulbous swelling of the sergeant’s sheath when he’d been masturbated earlier. Surely Genghis didn’t have that monster knot inside him, did he?

Sam roared and grunted. His muscles flexed and strained in orgasm. He threw his head back, groaning with his eyes closed. He was lost in ecstasy, filling his partner with cum. The two of them together looked sexy as all hell.

They stayed like that for a long time. I had no way to measure but I guessed it would have been twenty minutes or so. Sam was practically unconscious, head down and drooling all the while. Genghis was stoic but grumbled and complained.

As the sergeant’s body pulled backwards Genghis sighed. With a startled grunt Sam raised his head. “Oh buddy… damn that felt good. It’s been a while since you took my load.” but then he seemed remorseful, “I know… I’m sorry. I woulda given you a reach-around if I could.”

Genghis rumbled as Sam was moved back to his original position to my left. Almost immediately the Rottweiler began to drift around behind me. Powerful energies gripped my torso, forcing me to bend forward.

“Ho, looks like you’re about to lose another virginity, Geek,” Sam watched the powers align his husband with his subordinate, “Relax and enjoy it, kid. I give you full permission to have sex with my husband. And damn, he’s a fantastic lover. Genghis, buddy, this is okay with me. Take the geek’s virginity and make him enjoy it!”

It truly did make me feel better hearing from Sam that he wasn’t going to be pissed-off his husband was about to fuck me. Maybe he was just trying to keep the trauma from his squad-mates. But even so I was indeed about to be fucked for the first time in my life. I was going to be topped by a dog. Certainly this was not the way I’d fantasized about losing my virginity.

I couldn’t see what was happening behind me but I felt Genghis’ front paws lowered either side of my chest. I realized with a small jolt of panic that his strong jaws were approaching my exposed neck. I’d just fucked his husband maybe he was still pissed. Then I felt his chest fur pressed against my back. His penis felt different to the probe when he entered. His was alive, slick and hot where the probe was hard and impersonal. Unconsciously I murmured in pleasure at feeling something alive inside me. Another male’s flesh was pressed into me for the very first time.

Genghis’ thighs contacted against the back of mine and I felt his fuzzy scrotum tickling my balls. He was at full depth. Disappointingly he seemed quite small. For a few strokes as the powers moved him back and forth his penis stayed thin, just the bone keeping him rigid. It still felt delicious inside me. Then Genghis grunted and panted. I guessed the probe inside him began to work its magic. Like a slow heartbeat his flesh expanded inside me in pulses. I could feel each throb as he grew longer and thicker in my depths. Like Sam, Genghis’ body temperature was higher than mine and he felt hot inside me. I felt a moment’s anxiety as his knot grew – it was large. But my body accommodated him and as his knot pressed against my prostate I started moaning. This felt amazing.

“You doin’ okay there, kid? Just relax and breathe through it,” Sam’s voice came from a distance. Perhaps he thought I was in pain.

My head was down and I closed my eyes to savour the new sensations. Every throb of the dog’s knot against my prostate made me groan. And then I felt it… spurts of hot fluid splashed inside me. Genghis’ panting grew louder and his saliva poured down my neck. The Rottweiler was cumming, taking my virginity. The feeling of his penis inside me, filling me was amazing. It felt far better than I ever imagined it could. But even moreso was the psychological feeling of losing my virginity. For the first time ever another male’s flesh was inside me, using my body for his pleasure. And even more significantly, that male was the classic dog who was the lover of my sergeant.

Earlier, in the span of a couple of hours I’d already cum three times. But I was so aroused from the sensations my cock was hard again. I was locked to the dog and he was lost in bliss as he squirted his cum into my guts. “Gods, he feels so good inside me,” I managed to gasp.

“Ha! Perfect. My buddy looks great on your back. Well, you’re gonna be there a while,” Sam sounded quite pleased to be watching his husband fuck me.

It was a long while and I loved every moment. I loved feeling every throb of his knot, every spurt of his cum as he filled me. When Genghis’ knot eventually began to recede the relaxing of pressure brought such mixed feelings. I was so happy to have lost my virginity, and so proud of pleasuring the dog. But he was leaving and taking the magnificent physical sensations away. And gods I was so horny again.

“Good on ya, kid. You’re a real man now!” beamed the sergeant, “How’d my buddy feel?”

I had been returned to my upright, splayed out position. But my hard cock jutted forward. “Gods, it was… I just… holy shit that was fucking amazing! Thank you, Gengis.” I nodded to the Rottweiler.

Genghis waffed happily and I swear his stubby tail was wagging. He looked every part the proud cuddly monster.

“You made my bud happy, and that makes me happy,” said Sam, “You’re okay, kid.”

His words made me glow inside.

Sam wanted to know all the intimate details; exactly how it felt for my first time to be with a dog. We were just hanging around again for a while and I didn’t mind indulging. I no longer felt so self-conscious around my squad-mates. And Sam was perversely gleeful to hear me rhapsodising about his lover fucking me. My stubbornly hard cock was proof I wasn’t too embarrassed to share specifics.

Without warning the invisible forces moved me again. This time I was moved behind Genghis. “Oh fuck, sorry Genghis” I said, “I’m about to return the favour.”

“Guess you gotta take another cock, buddy,” Sam consoled his husband, “At least he’s smaller than me.”

Genghis made a resigned grumble. We weren’t able to prevent the Ghosties from manipulating us however they wanted.

While Genghis’ pelt was mostly black there was a tan patch around his rump. His butthole was almost like a target underneath his stubby tail. He had a black velvet scrotum slung beneath; much like Sam’s but smaller. I was still aroused and hard from being fucked by the Rottweiler. My cock was liberally coated in pre-semen. So when the forces pushed me forward my cock slipped inside the dog without needing any additional coaxing.

That heavenly feeling of hot velvet slipping along my cock when I first penetrated him is impossible to describe. The dog was a little tighter than the Anthromorph. But he was just as hot, smooth, and clenching as Sam. I think I would have moved my hips even if the invisible strings holding me aloft hadn’t pushed me forward. Fucking the dog’s butt felt divine. I knew I should have tried resisting. Instead I was savouring the feeling with my head back and eyes closed. Unashamedly I moaned loudly in bliss. For the fourth time in just a few hours I felt pleasure building in my abdomen. With a small jolt I realized there were no thrumming vibrations in my butt. The force probes had vanished at some point when Genghis had mounted me. Instead there was just the tingle of the dog’s cum sloshing inside me. All the pleasure I was feeling was purely from the sensations of sex with the dog. Warm satin rubbed deliciously along the underside of my cock-head as I was pushed to full depth. The pleasure in my groin became unbearable. My body jerked and I grunted as orgasm hit me. I gasped and shook as my cock pumped its fourth load of the day. I was cumming inside a dog – my sergeants husband. It felt divine to be filling him with my cum, mixing my semen with the sergeants inside Genghis. Pleasure flowed and washed through me as I spurted my load.

Genghis was oddly silent except for quiet panting. He clenched around my cock as I came, milking cum from me. His internal muscles flexed and squeezed, prolonging my orgasm. Somehow he made this orgasm even more powerful than my earlier ones. I came so hard my ears rang and I thought I might pass out.

Eventually as the tide of bliss drained I was moved away from the Ghengis. My semen drooled from the dog’s gaping butt-hole.

“So, guess you enjoyed that, huh?” the sergeant winked at me. His sheath was stretched around his hard cock. It seemed he’d also enjoyed watching me fuck his husband.

It took me a moment to form words in the afterglow of my orgasm, “Gods yes. That was incredible,” I nodded to Genghis again, “Thank you so very much. I just had the best orgasm of my life with you.”

The Rottweiler smiled as much as dogs can and wuffed happily with his stubby tail wagging.

“Woah, guess we’re still not done!” Sam exclaimed as he was bent double. Invisible strings levitated Genghis and moved him behind the sergeant, “Hey you dumb bastards… you don’t need to force us!” Sam shouted to the void, “Just ask nicely and you can watch my husband fuck me any day!”

Genghis made a sort of chuckling sound as he was pushed toward the prone form of his lover. The dog’s body was draped over the back of the Anthromorph. I think perhaps the puppet-masters were relaxing their forces some, because the Rottweiler humped his hips forward. When the dog’s penis speared Sam’s butt the sergeant drew a sharp breath in through his nose then let it out in a long, satisfied murmur. I was watching two male canines making love without being forced. The Rottweiler furiously humped, slamming his hips against the buttocks of his lover.

“Oh yeah, give it to me, buddy. Fuck me like the monster you are,” Sam coaxed from beneath, “Oh yeah, I can feel your knot. Tie me, you fucker. Tie me and make me yours.” His sex talk was erotic and passionate. It was beautiful to watch and I felt a stab of jealousy that they could be so happy and perfect together. “Mmmm… yeah… I can feel you cumming! That’s it, buddy. Fill me right up,” Sam revelled in his husband’s passion, “Gods your cock feels good in me. Love you, buddy.”

They stayed locked together for a long while. And during the tie Sam constantly lavished adoration on his lover. It was incredible hearing the genuine love uttered by Sam to his husband.

Eventually their love-making ended. “Awww… buddy. Guess you’re done for now,” Sam sounded regretful as his lover was pulled away, “I’ll give ya a kiss when the bastards are done with us.” The two canines were returned to their respective positions. “Now can we go home?” Sam entreated the empty space.

But I realized the pattern. I had yet to be fucked by the giant Great Dane. With trepidation I watched as Sam’s body drifted further to my left and behind me.

“Shit, kid. I cant stop this,” Sam said when he realized what he was about to be forced to do, “I’m a lot bigger than Genghis, so this is gonna hurt like a motherfucker.”

I’d seen the size of his knot stretching his sheath. It was larger than my clenched fist. Up until a few moments earlier I had been a virgin – had never had anything up my butt. The Rottweiler’s cock had been the first and his knot had stretched me out. Sam’s was much bigger. I whimpered.

“You can do this, bud. Breathe through the pain. Remember it’s only for twenty minutes,” said Sam from behind, trying to reassure me.

The forces bent my body forward again. I was to be fucked like a dog.

At first Sam’s cock was only about the thickness of my middle finger. When he pushed forward and penetrated my sphincter I gasped, but the sensation was pleasurable. I was still slick from Genghis’ cum, and Sam’s cock slid almost effortlessly into my depths. I heard Sam gasp above me, “Gods, you’re much tighter than Ghengis. I’ll try to go easy on ya,” But then he grunted and shook and I knew he was being stimulated by the probes.

I’d head the expression ‘He rearranged my guts!’ from sordid gay porn stories. I never expected I would literally experience the sensation. As the giant Anthromorph’s arousal grew, so did his cock. It thickened and lengthened. After the first few strokes of him entering and pulling back his cock was already much larger than the Rottweiler’s had been. When his knot became too large to easily pass my ring of muscles he lodged inside, swelling larger with every throb. He grew deeper into me and I experience the peculiar sensation of my organs being forced to accommodate. Pressure grew almost painfully, then something shifted in my guts around his girth. I controlled my breathing and tried not to panic.

Above me Sam was already lost. He grunted and moaned in bliss. I could hear Genghis whining softly in the distance, although whether in sympathy or encouragement I couldn’t tell. I was entirely focussed on the giant mass growing in my bowels. The heat of his cock was astonishing inside me. My encroaching panic had given way to wonder. Sam was huge, but my body was able to adjust. When his knot became painful I pressed back as much as I could so he slipped even deeper into me and the pain eased. I controlled my breathing, but each outward breath had become a groan of pleasure. I felt Sam’s body jolt and shudder, then his cock pulsed massively. Jets of hot liquid flowed somewhere deep inside me as he started to cum. With a roar the sergeant climaxed. His seed poured into me.

The volume of fluid was enormous - so much that my body had to adjust to relieve the build-up of pressure. Heat flowed around my insides as I inflated with Sam’s cum. I became lost in the overwhelming sensations, whimpering and gasping through my breaths. My sergeant had claimed me and was using me for his pleasure. And I loved it.

Time lost meaning – I had no idea how long I was locked on Sam’s knot. It could have been hours. Or days. Constantly I was held on the very cusp of pleasure becoming pain. I may have dry orgasmed – my balls couldn’t have squeezed forth another drop of cum. But even orgasm would have been lost in the impossible feeling of fullness and satisfaction Sam was giving me.

His voice cut through my haze, “You… you still alive down there, buddy?” Sam sounded genuinely concerned.

I managed a groan but I couldn’t form coherent words. The tip of his cock may have been jabbing my diaphragm. The pulsing and throbbing had ended. And then the pressure inside me eased a little. I tried to raise my head, or nod, or give some indication I wasn’t broken. I finally managed to moan, “Fuuuuucking hell.”

“Oh whew! Bud I thought I’d fucked you to death for a moment there!” Sam was relieved, “Almost done – my knot’ll shrink in a sec.”

I drew a deep shuddering breath as the pressure of his knot shrank away. In a few seconds his shaft receded to finger-width. My insides felt like a great void was left where he’d been. When his cock finally slipped free a torrent of his and Genghis’ cum gushed from me. It seemed I may never be able to close my sphincter again.

“Woah, buddy, that was like a half gallon! You sure you’re still alive?” Sam chuckled as he was returned to my front-left view. His voice softened to concern again, “You okay? I hope I didn’t hurt you too badly.”

“I’m great. You’re fucking huge, you monster. But it was okay,” I reassured him, “Better than okay – I really loved being so full. It was scary at first. I did think you’d split me in half,” I grinned, “But no, feeling you filling me and using me was the best thing I’ve ever felt! I hope it was good for you too!”

“Yeah, bud! You’re so fucking tight! I thought I was gonna cum my guts out!” he winked at me and I felt that warm glow in my belly again.

And then I felt static electricity dancing around my flesh as my world went black.

Epilogue

In my dream I was buried in ice and snow. I should have been cold but I was warm, too hot. When I tried to claw my clothing away I discovered I was already naked. One of those sort of dreams, I giggled.

Without transition I found I was being rocked, jarred and bounced. Strong arms encircled me, carrying me like a baby. “I’m okay, I can walk.” I tried to say, but my mouth didn’t seem to work properly. The trees were flying by on either side.

“Hang on, bud. You’ve got hypothermia. We’re getting you back to camp,” a deep, rumbling god’s voice filled my dream. “We lost you when the Ghosties released us. But we’ve got you now.” The voice sounded worried.

I pressed my face against the fuzzy chest and let the rocking carry me to deeper dreams. I told my golden god I was in love with him as I fell into the black.

Some while later I woke sandwiched between two very warm furry bodies. From a small table by the bed a Vocoder just finished a sentence, “… would like that too.” A deep chuckle rumbled behind me.

“Oh hey, bud, you’re back with us!” Sam must have felt me stirring when I woke, “How’re you feeling? Do you want us to give you some space?”

The giant Anthromorph was behind me, huddled around my form. His arm draped over my body and my back pressed against his chest. In front of me Genghis the Rottweiler was curled so my chest pressed against his back. The dog’s head lay on my lower arm and my other arm rested over his shoulder. I was very warm, and very comfortable. My fingers and toes tingled, but didn’t seem damaged. With both their muscular bodies pressed against me I felt safe, as though I could stay there forever. “No! Ah, no I’m feeling great. Better than great. Can we, ah, can we stay like this a bit longer?” I didn’t want the secure feeling to end.

Sam settled into the bed, “Glad you’re okay, bud. Hey, I don’t even know your name.”

“Oh, right. I’m Phillipe,” I said.

“Nice to meet you, Pip” he said, with a grin in his voice.

Now, if anyone else had called me ‘Pip’ I would have been annoyed. But hearing it from Sam made me feel all giggly and glowing inside.

“I like that. Please keep doing that.” The vocoder said. I realized I had been unconsciously stroking Genghis’ chest and belly. My growing erection pressed against his haunches. “Your penis felt better inside me than Sam’s. Phillipe I want you to sexual intercourse me.”

Sam snorted behind me. “Sounds like you’ve converted my husband to be a versatile.”

“Oh urinate off!” grumbled the vocoder, “…but you’re not wrong.”

“Say, Pip, how would you like to be the meat in a dog sandwich?” Sam’s muscular arm hugged me against his chest.

I pushed my buttocks against his swelling sheath. “Sam, I would very much like you to sexual intercourse me too.”

Fin