Devilot meets an internet buddy
'What did you do!?' he screams, gripping his bed sheets in his paws. Sweat dripping down his face, he hops out of bed. Devilot wondering to himself 'I guess that was a nightmare.' Regardless of Devilot wanting to believe they mean soemthing, he just shrugs his shoulders and moves on with his life. 'I showered last night, so I guess I'll skip that today' he says outloud, giggling. Have being on route to his laptop, he sits at the computer chair. His body sinks down into it, followed by the exagerated moan. 'Now now, need to check my email. I can't be getting off course.' Enjoying the plush feeling of his chair, his laptop loads and finally to the destination: Devilot's email. Devilot's eyes widen, 'Yes! It really is happening today.' His arms flailing in each which direction in joy. This is the day Devilot finally gets to meet an old childhood internet friend; the kind that he has grown very much attached to the past couple years.
Not only anxious but it becoming apparent to him, he realizes that he is late! Almost glad that he doesn't have to wait, he breaks a sweat rushing out the door and to a taxi. Devilot's arms flailing, reminiscent of earlier, he hails a cab to him. Getting inside, he notices the taxi driver has drawn attention towards Devilot. 'So, where does a sexy husky boy need to go today?' the seemfully trying-too-hard taxi driver asks. Devilot, the quick thinker that he is quickly responds 'My boyfriend honestly, he's waiting for me at the airport'. Devilot grins to himself, he shut the Taxi driver up for the entirety of the trip. At the destination, Devilot springs out of the cab and to the terminal. Panting, he sits and waits. Looking at his phone to find out what time it is, 'Oh no! I'm ten minutes late.' Standing back up, he turns to his left. Falling over backwards on his cute little rump in confusion, he looks up to see he ran into his friend! The friend which he calls by the name Blytzwulf.
Blytzwulf returns the excitement filled up in Devilot's eyes with a warm smile of his own. 'So it's true, you really can smile with your eyes', Blytz remarks. Devilot sighs, looking down, 'And it really is true you can see total perversion by how tight someones pants are.' They both laugh, the known eachother their entire life kind of laugh; sharing the enjoyment of eachother's company at last. Devilot catches a grin spread over Blytz's face. Suddenly he feels his arm being gripped, 'whoah!'. Devilot is being dragged along somewhere by Blytz, where could we be going?
Now on the other side of the airport--a less busy side, he has been led to an empty bathroom. Blytz knocks the door open, quickly shutting and locking the door behind them. Devilot's face grows red as the pushy wolf leans over to Devilot, backing him up into a wall. Devilot turns his head away, feeling the wolf nip at Devilot's neck, the wolf firmly grasping onto his butt. 'Not so tight' he whimpers, the wolf replying with gripping tighter. A loud moan coming the pup, Devilot falls down to his knees. The big wolf cock fills into his muzzle. Devilot moans like the little bitch femboi he is, barely able to throat the wolf's cock. Blytz pushes Devilot's head up against the wall, 'Suck it all the way you little bitch'. Blytz helps, shoving his cock all the way down Devilot's throat. 'Good boy...yeah...', Blytz moans looking down at him. Devilot does what he can to push Blytz back, Blytz's cock slipping out of Devilot's muzzle as he gasps for air.
'Don't worry pup, your jaw can rest now,' Blytz says, walking briefly to his luggage and returning with a surprise. 'On your hands and knees...but not before this' Blytz binds Devilot's hands and feet together using some rope. Devilot obeying, gets on his paws and knees, looking back at Blytz. 'Good little bitch', Blytz goes down, sticking his cock straight into his tailhole. Devilot's eyes welling with tears, 'it hurts' he whimpers. 'Just take it, slut' Blytz demands, going even deeper. Devilot still looking back, watches Blytz as he pounds his tight little tailhole hard, 'Mmh...'
Blytz suddenly pulls out, getting up and returning a few seconds later with something. Devilot panting, feels himself suddenly pushed over on his back. He feels a strong force shoving a bottle down his muzzle, pills filling his mouth. 'P-please stop' he murmurs, unable to escape his filled mouth. Reaching back, Blytz grabs some rope and ties Devilot's muzzle shut, forcing Devilot to swallow the pills. Devilot cries and moans. His face bruised from the abuse. And almost no hope he will make it out of this alive. Blytz lifts up Devilot's legs high, positioning himself for another pounding. Devilot tries struggling out of the ropes, watching Blytz ram his tailhole hard. Almost hard to concentrate with how hard the fucking is, he eases himself down on his back. Blytz rubs his paws up and down Devilot's stomach and chest, getting ready to cum. Devilot getting fucked a few more times, feels Blytz's warm ooze spills deep into his tailhole. Blytz pulling out, Devilot moans as another load of precum leaks out of his dick.
He turns himself over on his stomach, all the abuse has really took its toll. Devilot feels a tightness around his neck, Blytz is choking him. Feeling a heavy warm breath on the nape of his neck, Devilot hears 'Don't worry babe, you won't feel a thing.' Devilot still having feelings for the wolf in control of his demise, drops off into a deep sleep--A deep sleep he doesn't wake up from.