Black Hole
I fell asleep several times while writing this. I was pretty tired. I still had this idea, and needed to see it through.
Unsure how I feel about it, really.
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Luka slipped on the stairs as he trudged up to the front door of his house. He was already in a sour mood from a long night at work and now his arm hurt from where he'd broken his fall. There was an extra car in the driveway meaning that his brother, Ramik, had friends over. The front porch light was off, and they'd locked the front door, forcing the grumpy otter to fumble with his keys, in the cold, until finally finding the right one.
It took all his strength not to slam the door behind him once inside. His heavy coat went up in the hall closet and he kicked off his shoes on the landing so he wouldn't track anything on the carpet. The otter heard laughing and video games from the basement as he walked past the closed door, but kept going down the hall to his own room.
He and his brother bought the house from their grandmother when she'd gotten too old to live alone. Both bedrooms had their own bathrooms, so there was no compromise needed when they'd moved in. Luka dropped his backpack on his bed and started fumbling with his clothes. Work usually wasn't a stressful point in his life, but a newer coworker had been so incredibly helpless that he'd had started losing his patience as the day dragged on.
Luka pulled on a simple pair of gym shorts and an old, ragged t-shirt, ready to find food and maybe a beer before settling in for the night. When he turned back to the hallway he saw Ramik standing in the doorway, arms resting on either side of the frame and a shit-eating grin spread across his muzzle. Luka started a bit and then sighed. "You're drunk, aren't you,"
Ramik's smile didn't waver and he shrugged one shoulder lazily. "I've only had a couple. Heard you get home. Was wondering if you were gonna come downstairs,"
Luka ducked under Ramik's arm and squeezed past to wander towards the kitchen. "I hadn't planned on it. Kind of had a shitty day at work, but thanks for the offer,"
Ramik followed after, paws locked behind his back. "Oh come on. If you join in there's four. Four's better than three."
Luka flicked on the lights to the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge before coming up with a beer. "Pass," he said, closing the door and jumping when he found Ramik standing right there, pouting. "No."
"Pleaaase? You've been so busy this week, and it's Friday! Come relax a bit with us!" he begged, putting both paws on Luka's shoulders, rubbing gently.
Luka's brow furrowed in annoyance, patience worn down to the bone already. "I don't know if I can really put up with anything tonight,"
"We'll be good!" Ramik swore, grabbing one of Luka's wrists and dragging him towards the door to the basement.
Brandon and Danny were sprawled out on the giant L-shaped couch, a few empty beer bottles, and an empty pizza box lay on the coffee table. Danny was a short, dorky zebra, and Brandon was a tall, but equally dorky doberman. Not that Luka or Ramik had any stones to throw in the dork department, but Luka at least tried to be more conservative.
"Luka!" Brandon called, raising a paw in greeting and chuckling to himself. "How was work?"
Luka didn't respond with anything more than an acrid glare as he took a seat at the far end of the sectional. Ramik sat down between him and the zebra, kicking his legs up into Danny's lap.
The doberman rubbed the back of his head and chuckled to himself. "Ouch. At least it's the weekend," he offered.
Danny started rubbing and squeezing Ramik's feet paws, nodding in agreement. "Def. I don't wanna look at spreadsheets until next year."
Luka was already feeling out of place among his brother and his friends, but decided to stick around long enough to finish his beer. Maybe by then he'd have loosened up, or they'd let him go. Any other day he liked hanging around the others, and they were his friends, too, but since they worked with Ramik, he always felt like an outsider. "Yeah. Next year," he muttered absently.
Ramik shifted around and let his head fall back into Luka's lap. "Aww, cheer up. Tomorrow night is gonna be great, too. I've already got stuff to cook, and we'll ring in the new year completely plastered. What do you say?"
Luka sighed and started in on his beer, placing a paw on Ramik's head, rubbing behind one of his ears. "Yeah, s'fine. I'm just not feeling it tonight. Sorry," he added, looking over to the other two.
Brandon put his feet up on the coffee table and shrugged. "Don't worry about it. Anything we can do to take your mind off it?"
Danny grinned mischievously and looked down to Ramik. "Weren't you saying something about that earlier?"
Ramik giggled childishly and shushed the zebra. "I didn't say nothing."
Luka's face flushed as he thought of what his brother could have been talking about with them. "What were you saying?" He and Ramik, being twins, had shared plenty of things over the years, and when growing up, one of those things ended up being each other. Even now, on occasion, they'd wind up in the other's bed for a night when the mood called for it. Luka knew that Danny and Brandon were dating, and that Ramik had joined in on fun with them more than a few times, but Luka hadn't ever gotten that far.
Ramik reached a paw up to give Luka's cheek a gentle pat. "Oh nothing. Nothing at all," he lied.
Luka growled and ran his paw through Ramik's hair, getting a good grip and tugging gently. "Come on, what did you say?" he hissed, not in the mood for games.
Ramik's shaggy hair was the only difference between the two, as far as appearances go. Luka kept his short while Ramik preferred the short, natural curls. He also loved having his hair pulled, and just let out a soft groan of appreciation as his brother tugged at it. "Mmm, oh, just dirty stuff,"
Brandon coughed and looked between the others. "Pretty hot dirty stuff, actually," he admitted.
Luka's face was dark red with embarrassment and he looked away, taking another sip of beer. "Whatever," he muttered sullenly.
"No really!" Danny reassured, pushing his thick, black plastic glasses back up his muzzle. "I mean, it was really hot. Just about a time you two... used some of your toys. He said you could take the horse one all the way."
The otter's face drained of all color as quickly as it had reddened and his body tensed. He'd expected that Ramik had been telling some stupid jokes, not admitting some of the more intimate stories of what they'd done. Ramik chimed in before he'd even had time to think too hard on the situation. "All the way to the base! I can't even do that, and I've tried with you," he told Danny.
Brandon whistled and gave Luka a wink. "I'd love to see that,"
"Ramik came in his pants at a concert!" Luka blurted out, looking for anything to take the focus off himself, and saying the first thing that came to mind.
Ramik pulled himself away from Luka and sat up, crossing his arms over his shoulders. "Jerk," he teased. With that he turned back to Brandon and cleared his throat. "Luka one fell asleep after I gave him a facial. Took him forever to clean the dried cum from his fur,"
Brandon and Danny barked out a laugh while Luka's muzzle opened in surprise. The shock and anger were starting to override some of his embarrassment and he took another gulp of beer before dropping the empty bottle on the floor. "Last time I tickled Ramik he ended up pissing himself!"
"Luka whines like a bitch when you fuck him. Gets all needy," Ramik teased, sticking his tongue out at his twin.
Luka grit his teeth and stared daggers at Ramik. "So do you."
Brandon squeezed his sheath through his shorts and coughed. "Can you really take that toy of yours?"
The question caught Luka off guard, ready to attack Ramik again. "He once- what? Oh," he paused and looked down at his paws, shrugging. "Y-yeah, I can. I bottom more than Ramik does, so I just have more practice with it,"
"I'll go get it!" Ramik said, hopping up off the couch and darting towards the stairs.
"Ramik!" Luka shouted angrily, watching the brown, rudder tail disappear from view as the others chuckled.
The other twin reappeared moments later holding a big, silicon horse dildo the size of his forearm. It was a solid blue with a couple exaggerated veins along the edges. "Alright, strip down,"
Luka laughed and folded his arms across his chest. "No. I'm not doing this," he said firmly.
Ramik sighed and put the toy on the table, watching the fake shaft wobble back and forth. "Fine," he said quietly.
Luka thought that he might have actually won that fight and mistakenly let his guard down. As soon as he turned his head, his twin lunged forward and tackled him over the arm of the couch.
"Get his legs!" Ramik shouted, holding Luka's arms up above him and pinning them to the ground.
Luka had no time to react to anything and the wind was knocked out of him when his brother forced him to the ground. He groaned in pain and struggled to get his arms free. "Christ, that hu-hey!" he shouted. Two paws had grabbed both his ankles and held them down to the ground and he could hear Danny giggling from behind Ramik.
"I promise it'll be fun. We just gotta loosen you up a bit," Ramik assured him, using all his body weight to hold Luka's upper body to the ground. "Brandon, you wanna get his shorts down?"
"Ramik, I swear to god, if you do this, I'm gonna beat your ass to a pulp," Luka threatened, struggling against his captors and trying to free a limb so he could thrash about, but was held firm.
"When it comes time to get revenge, I'll help," Brandon said as he appeared above the others, kneeling down next to the helpless, pinned otter.
Luka's shorts were tugged down and Danny and Brandon kept his legs in check long enough to fully pants him. "Ooh, he's uncut," Danny said, reaching down and giving the soft member a gentle squeeze.
Luka's face reddened a bit and he squirmed about when his flaccid shaft was touched. Fingers pinched his foreskin and then tugged it back and he could feel it starting to stir. "H-hey now, this isn't cool,"
"Duh he's uncut," Brandon said. "You've seen Ramik's."
"Oh, right," Danny laughed, giving the otter's cock a few more squeezes and strokes before letting go. "So, Ramik, now what?"
"Now you let me go, and I kick Ramik's ass," Luka growled, staring up at his twin.
Ramik just stuck his tongue out in a mocking gesture and then made a lewd face with that tongue. "Help me roll him on his stomach. He turns into a subby bitch when getting rimmed. I'm sure he'll cooperate more,"
Luka's body shivered at the thought and he shook his head, mentally steeling himself. "No way. I'm not going to cooperate.I don't wanna do this,"
The others weren't listening to him, already committed to the cause, and they rolled him over on his chest, knocking all the air from his lungs again. Ramik moved off the small of his back and sat on his stretched out arms, keeping his upper body to the ground while Danny and Brandon each took a leg. He'd never quite been manhandled as much as tonight, and he'd long since stopped struggling; he just didn't have the energy.
The trio got him into a kneeling position and Lukas felt his tail lifted up and to the side before a blunt muzzle pressed up under his tail. He was trying so hard to remain angry and resolved, but when that warm, wet tongue slipped out and against his pucker, a soft whine escaped his mouth and he had to bite down on his lip to try and hide the next.
Danny's tongue swiped over his pucker again and pressed in just enough to tease him. The zebra brought both paws up to squeeze Luka's ass, pulling it apart to press his lips right against the otter's passage before that thick, slippery tongue shoved a couple inches deep.
"Gonna beat your ass," Luka grumbled weakly, trying to keep a scowl on his face as his fingers gripped at the carpet. Ramik might have been right about him being more cooperative like this. Being rimmed felt so good, and he rarely got a chance to enjoy it. In fact he hadn't even noticed that Ramik had hopped off him altogether and left the basement.
Danny's tongue was swirling around his prostate and milking pre from his uncut shaft. The zebra's tongue was already better than some cock's he'd taken in his time and whenever it wiggled around it would draw another pleading whimper from his lips.
All too soon the zebra pulled his tongue back and sighed softly, hot breath washing over the otter's saliva-soaked entrance. "Mm, that should work, right?"
"Perfect," Ramik said, having returned with a bottle of lube. "Here, make sure to cover the whole thing. Then just... stick it in him," the otter said.
Luka opened his eyes and stared lazily across the floor, sighing through his nose. He'd never even fooled around with the zebra or doberman, and now the two had helped his brother pin him down and assault him. A tongue had been shoved up inside him, and any second a huge toy would be rearranging his insides. So why couldn't he fight back? Obviously some part of him enjoyed the treatment, as evidenced by line of pre connecting his cock with the floor below.
He was brought out of his reverie by a dull thud against his nose and he jumped, eyes focusing on the uncut, dripping shaft in front of his face. Ramik was holding the base of his cock and pointing the head towards his lips. "See? You're already having fun,"
Luka's angry glare was nullified by the fact that his muzzle parted and took his brother's cock a few inches deep, lips tugging back Ramik's foreskin. The shaggy-haired otter gently humped back and forth, drooling pre against Luka's tongue while he watched the dobie lube up the large, blue horse toy.
The blunt head was pressed against Luka's passage and a light shove got the head past the muscled ring. Luka's eyes watered from the discomfort, but he'd taken it enough times that he'd be alright. Inch after inch was shoved into him and he could hear the zebra groan in voyeuristic pleasure. "Damn, his ass just swallows that thing,"
"I know, holy shit. Think he could take you?" Brandon asked.
"Dunno, but I'm gonna find out," Danny said.
Luka's cheeks blushed and he continued slurping at Ramik's cock, tongue teasing along the hooded head. His body tingled when the medial ring on the toy forced its way inside. Soon the base of the toy was being pressed firmly against his ass and his head swam from the sudden fullness he was feeling.
"See? He can take the whole thing without so much as blinking," Ramik told them, panting softly as his hips worked his cock back and forth across Luka's tongue.
"I never can top anyone cause they say I'm too big, but I'll bet Luka can," Danny said. Luka heard the bottle spitting out more lube, then a paw slicking the stuff back and forth over someone's shaft. Brandon was pumping the toy in and out a few inches, each deep thrust making Luka's eyes water.
The otter was a bit worried at Danny's comments, and he wanted to turn around to see what exactly the zebra had to work with, but Ramik's cock kept his head facing forward. Brandon appeared in his vision, though, and the dog's knotted cock poked at his cheek, smearing some watery pre into his short fur. Luka didn't hesitate for a second as he pulled from his brother's cock and engulfed the canine's member.
"Ooh damn," Brandon said, huffing softly. "I hadn't really thought you were gonna take it that fast,"
Ramik chuckled and pumped his cock while watching his twin suck the dog's cock. "Nah, you stick a bone in front of his muzzle and it'll get swallowed up by the good otter pup," he teased.
Luka growled around the dog's shaft but it was muffled and then cut off by a moan when the fake horse cock was dragged completely free of his hole. He felt something thick and wide press at his gaping passage and alarm bells started going off in his head. There was no time to worry about what was coming, though. Danny pushed forward and sunk a few inches of monstrous zebra cock into his passage, stretching him noticeably wider than the toy had.
The small otter's muzzle opened wide, cock falling from his lips as he let out a pained cry. Danny was thick, and wasn't giving him any time to adjust. Tears ran from his eyes and he couldn't think clear enough to ask for a breath of air. It felt like someone was sliding a baseball bat into him! The zebra's shaft ground forward through his passage and if it hadn't been for the copious amount of lube already inside him, he was sure he'd be in quite a world of pain.
Danny's body shook with enjoyment as his cock plumbed the otter's depths. There had only been a few occasions where he'd managed to fit inside someone, and it had been some time. He was already unsure he'd last inside the tight, warm passage, especially with the noises Luka was making. "Ho-holy crap," he muttered, looking down at where his black cock disappeared into the otter's body. "Where does it go?"
"I know, right?" Ramik teased, stroking Luka's cheek. "Give him the last bit. Give it all to him. I wanna see him cry out some more,"
Luka's body convulsed and twitched as the disturbingly huge cock pressed forward again, sinking several more inches passed his stretched ring. The medial ring was difficult to take, but Danny's inexperience kept his hips moving in one direction until they were pressed flush together. Tears streaked Luka's muzzle, a sprinkling of dog pre mixed in there from where Brandon's cock had leaked over him.
"Damn. Just wow," Danny muttered, holding himself balls deep inside one of the twins. "I won't last long like this. You can't know how good this feels," he said, slowly pulling himself back out of the otter.
Even being pulled out it made Luka's head throb and the room spin. When Danny humped back forward he gasped wide and let out a very unmanly cry of mixed feelings.
Brandon was stroking over his knotted shaft, licking his lips excitedly as he watched. "Damn, and I thought the big blue one was hot to watch. He's still hard, too!" The dobie reached down between the otter's legs and gripped the stiff, uncut cock hanging there. A thick dollop of pre rolled out from under the foreskin and over the dog's fingers and its owner mumbled incoherently.
Danny was slowly finding a manageable pace that wouldn't break the small otter. The head of his cock was beginning to flare up and his balls had already pulled up tight against his body. "Fuck, I'm really close," he breathed, finger's pulling apart the otter's cheeks to watch his thick cock push and pull through the abused ring.
Ramik was stroking his own cock quickly, ready to finish any moment as he watched his friends fuck his brother. Lukas' entire body was jerking back and forth and he knew what was about to happen. "Brandon, tug his foreskin down and pinch it shut; it drives him wild,"
The doberman did was he was told. His fingers pinched the loose skin shut over the head of his cock and Lukas let out a frustrated whimper as he jerked side to side before cumming hard. His foreskin puffed out with the musky liquid and it forced its way from between the dobie's fingers and his pinched off skin. It drooled thickly from his foreskin and made a mess of the doberman's paw.
Ramik groaned at the sight and his eyes half-shut as his own cock began shooting ropes of pearly cum across his twin's face. That was all the encouragement Brandon needed before his own knotted cock laid a webwork of white ropes over the submissive otter.
Danny wasn't paying attention to any of the others. His hips jerked back and forth as his orgasm approached and he gave a few more uncertain thrusts before he bottomed out in Luka's rear. The zebra's cock flared wide and a torrent of sticky, equine seed gushed forth.
Luka's eyes eyes watered when he felt that thick flare inside him and he sputtered out a weak cry and shook his head. "T-too thick! Thick! D-danny," he whined, clawing at the carpet.
The zebra jerked himself back, paws gripping the base of his cock as he came. His flared head caught at the edge of Luka's entrance and a few powerful shots filled the poor otter to the brim with zebra spunk. Another tug pulled the flared head from Luka's ass, and Danny's cock added a few zebra stripes to the otter's back and shirt while more cum ran down between Luka's thighs.
Everyone was panting and moaning, or in Luka's case, crying and whimpering from the pleasure and pain wracking his body. Luka collapsed to his side and curled in on himself, still quivering. It had felt amazing, but the pain had been overwhelming at the same time.
Ramik pet over one of Luka's sides and chuckled softly. "You going to be okay?" he asked.
"Y-yeah, I think so," he whispered softly. "I'm still going to beat your ass for this," he whispered.
Danny laughed and squeezed his still-hard cock against the otter's thigh. "That was fucking amazing, though. No one has ever taken me quite like that," he said.
Luka lifted his head and looked down the zebra's shaft, muzzle falling open. He thought his toy had been big, but the zebra's shaft made him hurt knowing the truth now.
Brandon sprawled out along his back and sighed contently. "Mmm, so, Luka. What kind of things do you wanna do to Ramik to get back at him?"
A few more moments of gawking at the zebra's shaft passed before Luka looked over to the doberman. A smile threatened the corners of his lips and he chuckled. "I hadn't thought of it yet, but I'm open to suggestions,"