Shattered, part 2
#1 of Shattered
!!!WARNING!!! This story contains material of an illicit and twisted nature, all that bad stuff your parents warned you about. Of course, if you made it this far, you probably already know that, and you probably don't care. Just keep in mind that if you're looking for a story about happiness, joy, laughter, butterflies and chocolat, look somewhere else. Please remember that although I wrote this, I do not endorse any of the activities contained herein. I am NOT a sado-masochistic pervert. I am merely a prisoner to inspriation's whim, and for now, my inspiration has taken me down a dark road, as it often does. If you are open minded, and comfortable with unusual subjet matter, please read on. If you aren't, then please, feel free to turn back, or proceed. Who knows, you might learn something. Oh, and although this isn't the first story I've written (by far), it is the first I've posted, here or anywhere, so please, share with me your thoughts and comments, keeping in mind what I've already stated above. Who knows, I might learn something too. Thanks, and enjoy... PS: I realize this is not the first part of this story series. To tell you the truth, I know these characters about as well as you do, and until I get some feedback and know where to go with this, I won't know where to come from either. Don't wait too long for a sequel either. I have the attention span of a small rock when it comes to these things, and you may never see another word about this story again...although I hope it doesn't come to that. Well, I think I've overstayed my welcome. Let's move on.
- * * Shattered, part 2 A story of all that can happen in the dark world we call our own Julian was alone in the locker room by the time Kevin came in. The lion had just finished his shower, and was still toweling off when the panther walked in, stopping at the entrance for a moment to admire a quick, free look at his friend's perfect body. Julian was that kind of guy, smart, sexy, friendly, athletic, everything everyone wanted to be, and yet he wasn't arrogant in any way. In fact, Kevin and Julian had been friends for years, since kindergarten, and straight through to the end of college. Even though Kevin never took an interest in sports, and wasn't entirely academically inclined, as Julian was, the lion was always encouraging, and always made sure they spent some time together. When Kevin became of age, and finally acknowledged his sexual orientation, which wasn't very easy at his age, his relationship with Julian became that much more difficult. He never found the strength to tell Julian that he was gay, or that he was madly in love with him. He kept it a secret for years, and although it was becoming harder and harder for him to hide, he couldn't imagine jeopardizing their friendship. Kevin didn't dare stare at Julian's naked body too long. He could already feel an undeniable heat building in his loins, and he didn't want this to go too far. Clearing his throat, he walked in to the sultry heat of the locker room, waving a greeting when Julian looked over his shoulder towards him. "Hey, Kevin," Julian said with a smile, quickly wrapping his towel around his waist before turning and pulling the panther into a friendly embrace. Being pressed so closely to Julian's muscular body was almost more than Kevin could take, but he swallowed hard and pushed all the lewd thoughts from his mind. "Hey, Julian. Sorry I missed your practice. I would've come sooner, but..." "Don't sweat it," Julian said, tapping Kevin's shoulder before moving back to his locker. "You didn't miss much." "Did you win?" Kevin asked, picking up Julian's tennis racket, swinging it around with untrained grace. Julian looked back over his shoulder with a grin. "It was a practice, Kev, there are no winners." "Oh yeah," Kevin said meekly, feeling the blood rush to his face. "Guess I'm not thinking straight," "What's wrong with you," Julian asked, pulling out another towel in order to dry the rest of his damp, golden fur. "You've been acting strange lately." The panther looked around uneasily. "N...nothing, no. Maybe I just..." Kevin never finished. Julian chuckled softly, turning to look up at his friend with a mocking smile spread across his handsome face. "Let me guess. You met someone, didn't you?" "Well...I..." "You did!" Julian exclaimed, clapping his hands together in acclamation. "Good for you, buddy. I knew you'd meet someone soon." Kevin rubbed his neck nervously. "It's not really that simple...eh..." "Alright, I can tell you don't want to talk about it. Just let me know one thing. Is she hot?" Julian asked jokingly, laughing out loud at the look of blank uncertainty on Kevin's face. "Well," Kevin started, "the person I'm interested in his really hot," he finished under his breath, although he was certain Julian heard him. "Well, that's what I call a great start," Julian said, coming back to give Kevin another congratulatory hug. "Hey, if you're ever interested, maybe you and I could double-date. I'm sure Lucy would be thrilled. She's always liked you." "Yeah, that would be...great..." Kevin whispered, returning Julian's embrace, although it was difficult to resist his urge to tear off Julian's towel and get on his knees right there. That would have been so easy, but he didn't have the guts to do that. He just hugged his friend in silence, letting his newest lie sink in. Kevin couldn't explain why at the time, but he felt, as he was hugging Julian tightly, that their friendship was about to change forever. "Awww, that's really fucking cute," came a voice from behind them, accompanied but rough chuckling. Julian turned to look over his shoulders, his ear flattening on his head and a low snarl escaping his throat as he caught sight of Earl, Bud and Hick, three muscle-bound and massive bulls who had just stepped out of the sauna. The trio was known to be rough and rowdy, especially when they were drunk. Hard to tell, though, when they were sober or not, since they were almost always drinking. The three were nearly inseparable, tormenting anyone they could get their hands on, especially if they were weaker than them. Most people said bullies vanished after high school. These three were certainly proof to the contrary. "Great," the lion said with a disgruntled sigh. "What the hell do you three want?" Julian had never been afraid of those three, not like Kevin and many others were. Around campus, he avoided those bulls like the plague. Bud shrugged, his massively muscular arms flexing in the hot air of the locker room. "Like you care. Question is, do you really know what he wants?" the bull asked, pointing to the slender panther, who blushed and slumped his shoulders, his ear dropping forward. "Yeah," Earl chimed in, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. The towel he and the other bulls had wrapped around their waists barely made it around their wide, heavy frames, and although their attire left little to the imagination, neither of them seemed to care. "He's not interested in pussy. It's your cock up his ass he wants." Kevin whimpered, wanting nothing more at that moment than to disappear. He had tried so hard all these years to hide his feelings from Julian, and now these three jocks were spitting it out in the open. Was it really that obvious? He did look at Julian a lot, especially like this, in the changing room. Maybe he hadn't been careful enough. Maybe it was a secret that was just impossible to keep. "Who gives a damn?" Julian asked, his voice heavy with frustration. "What difference does it make if he's straight or not." "Makes him a fag, and since you and him are best buds, guess that makes you a fag too," Hick said with a grin, drawing out deep bellowing laughter from the other two bulls. "Hey Kevin, you want some cock?" Bud asked as he lifted one hoof onto one of the nearby benches and let his towel fall away, revealing his enormous bull meat, which hung limply almost down to his knees. "I've got all the cock you need. Come on and give it a taste." The lion snorted in disgust, a mock smile spreading across his face. "I guess wanting a blowjob from another guy makes you a fag too, huh?" Julian asked as he made his way to his locker, tightening his own towel around his waist. "You make it sound like a hate fags," Bud said as he slowly rubbed his cock from base to tip, caressing it gently but insistently. "Fags are great, especially for fucking. You ever fucked a guy before, Julian?" Julian ignored the bull. Instead, he pulled out his clothes and tossed it onto the bench. He ignored the three even when Hick and Earl moved to either side of him, leaning on the lockers beside his own. Kevin backed away, trying to vanish from sight, although that was impossible now. He could sense trouble in that air, although that wasn't very difficult at the moment. He had no idea, then, of just how horrible this situation was about to become. "Too bad, you should try it some time," Bud said tugging on his heavy ball sack as his meat started to harden, stiffening into a monstrous length of bull cock. "Hey, how about you fuck Kevin right now? I'm sure he'd love it, and we won't tell anyone. We can even give you some pointers." "Guess you guys fuck all the time then, huh?" Julian asked, looking to each of the bulls beside him one at a time. "Guess there's no surprise there, though." "I'll fuck anything," Earl said with a grin. Bud looked towards Kevin, giving him a lewd smile, which Kevin responded to with a shudder. "Come on, man. Kevin would love you for it, and it'll feel damn good." "Fuck off, Bud," Julian threw out almost idly, as if he wasn't even paying attention to the other three anymore. Bud shrugged again, lowering his hoof, allowing him to straddle the bench. Even standing as he was, his cock rubbed against the bench bellow him. "Too bad. I know I could sure use a good fucking, though." Kevin whimpered again, drawing out deep laughs from the bulls, who all turned to look at him for a second. "Don't worry, faggot, we don't fuck girly boys," Earl said, rubbing his expansive pecks and abs as he eyed Bud's naked body and Julian's nearly naked body with lewd desire, "That's my one exception". "Yeah' we've got our eyes on a better prize," Bud said, his cock leaving trails or precum all over the bench as he continued to touch himself. Just as he spoke, the other two bulls reached out and grasped both of Julian's arms. Before the lion could even react, they pulled him back, throwing him on top of the bench, on his back. Julian cried out in surprise, but the bulls were too fast and too strong for him to fight off alone, and Kevin was frozen in fear and surprise, completely useless to him now. "Fuck!" Julian shouted, struggling in vain against Earl and Hick, who pulled his arms behind his back and under the bench, using his own belt to tie them there, effectively binding him to the counter. When the lion was securely fastened, the bulls pulled back, yanking Julian's towel as they pulled away their own. Hick and Earl had cocks as big as Bud's, and as they started to harden as well, their true size became rapidly evident. "So, who gets to fuck this bitch first?" Bud asked as he stepped forward, letting his heavy, swelling cock rub along Julian's face, who turned his head from side to side, trying to keep the sticky precum from smearing across his fur. "I'd give anything for a chance to screw that tight hole," Earl said as he gripped and lifted his massive meat, spitting out a thick glob of drool onto it before stroking himself to full erection. Hick laughed and slapped Earl on the back. "I bet you would. Give him a go, I can wait," the bull said as he turned and made his way towards Kevin. The panther gasped when the bull sat down heavily beside him and, grasping him in an iron grip, pulled the trembling feline onto his lap. Kevin could fell Hick's enormous malehood pressing against his pants, and the feeling disgusted him. "Fuck you all," Julian cried as he struggled against his bonds, glaring angrily at Earl, who straddle the bench and gripped the lion's ankles, lifting and spreading his beefy, furry legs. Earl met his gaze, grinning sadistically as he leaned down. Julian tried his best to watch, although his vision was often blocked by Bud's thick slab of meat as it rubbed along his face. "Yeah, you're gonna be our little cock slut, Julian. I'm telling you you're gonna love it," Bud said as he pressed his hand down on his meat, squeezing it between his fingers and Julian's face, causing more precum to ooze out into the lion's fur. Julian opened his mouth to speak but he choked on his words when Earl suddenly pressed his face against this lion's ass and pushed his long, thick tongue into his hole. It was more than clear that the bull had a lot of experience at what he was doing. It only took him a second to find Julian's prostate, and then he started to lick and prod it hard and fast. Julian craned his neck to see, watching in revolted attention as the bull's horned head started to bob back and forth from between his legs. A few moments passed, and then the lion arched his back and moaned, feeling a rippling wave of pleasure shoot up his spine, and then another, and another, sending a numbing pleasure through his entire body. "You like that, huh?" Bud asked tauntingly, lifting himself up slightly to allow the others around to clearly see the look of surprised pleasure etched on the lion's handsome face. "...shit..." Julian whispered, clenching his eyes shut and his teeth together as Earl's expert tongue prodded his most sensitive depths. Despite the situation and his great concerns, Julian could feel his own cock swelling, emerging from his sheath and rising to full attention. The insistent tongue fucking up his ass was an entirely new sensation for him, and the feeling caught him completely off guard. "How is he?" Hick asked as he pulled Kevin back against his muscle-bound body, sliding one massive hand up under the panther's shirt, feeling up his slender, furry chest. Earl slowly pulled his tongue out of Julian's quivering body, giving the lion's hot pucker a deep, wet kiss on the way. "He's a fucking tight bitch," the bull said with a grin, licking his lips as if he was relishing Julian's taste. "He ain't ever gonna take my cock up there." "Sure he will. You just have to be a little forceful," Bud said, leaning down to grip Julian's head in both hands, bringing his face close to the lion's. "Isn't that right, you little cock slut? You're gonna take Earl's big ol'cock up your tight ass, aren't ya." Julian blinked his eyes back into focus, slowly feeling the pleasure in his ass ebb away. "Fuck you," he snarled, once again resuming his struggles, trying to pull his arms free of his restraints and his legs free of Earl's vice-like grip. "No bitch," Bud explained with a smile just as Earl pulled Julian's legs wider apart and spit out a thick glob of drool right on the lion's hole. "We're going to fuck you." Earl and Bud exchanged a quick nod, laughing amongst themselves as Bud gripped Julian's ankles and held his legs apart, allowing Earl to move his hands down to Julian's ass. Spreading the lion's firm, furry cheeks apart with his thumb and index, the bull plunged two other fingers into the tight warmth of Julian's body, curling his fingers in order to caress that exact same spot once again. Julian shuddered, blinking back tears of pleasure, as his ass exploded with burning passion once again, stronger this time. "Looks good, huh?" Hick whispered tauntingly into Kevin's ear, his hand still caressing the panther's chest. Kevin couldn't even bring himself to answer. Why was this happening? Julian's head fell to the side, his maw ajar as he panted helplessly, the pleasure up his ass consuming him. Earl was so good with his fingers that after only a few moments, Julian's cock was painfully hard, his balls swollen and desperate for release. Through glazed, unfocused eyes, the lion met Kevin's gaze, seeing the panic and worry flooding his friend's face. "L...leave...leave him...a...alone..." Julian hissed, his words slurred and laden with unwanted pleasure. Bud erupted with laughter, releasing Julian's legs, who no longer struggled, and once again gripping the lion's head. "It's not him you should be worried about," the bull said, leering down at the lion with a look of malicious glee." With that said, the pushed two fingers from each hand into Julian's maw, pulling back along the lion's fangs, forcing his maw wide open. "Now get this straight, you little cock slut. One bite, and Hick there fucks your friend up really bad, understand?" he whispered, his voice suddenly deathly serious. Julian waited a moment, and then nodded, his eyes widening for a second as Earl gave his burning prostate one last prod and then pulled out. With his spasming ass now empty, the lion gathered enough of his senses to exchange a serious look with the bull above him silently assuring Bud that he would comply, if only to protect his friend. He passed his tongue along his maw, slurping up his drool as it poured out of his mouth, unable to close it as he was. The sight of him salivating so helplessly made Bud laugh out loud once again, and the bull pinched Julian's cheeks tightly. "So fucking cute. Let's get started, shall we?" Shifting his weight around, Bud tilted Julian's head back, forcing the lion's maw wide open as he brought his cock up to the other's lips and then slid it in, not too far, just the head. Julian grunted as his senses were suddenly overcome by the potent taste of the bull's precum. He had never had a cock in his mouth before, and to think that his first one was almost fourteen inches long and three inches thick was almost unbearable. He was already gagging and straining to stretch his mouth around the thick length, and bound as he was, he had no choice but to go at Bud's rhythm, even if he wasn't ready for more. Bud let go of the lion's face, content to prop Julian's maw open with only his massive cock. He knew that the lion was helpless now. Even if Julian wanted to bite him, there was just too much meat in his mouth for him to use any real force and do any real damage. "Oh yeah, you like that?" Bud asked, giving his own nipples a good pinch as the wet warmth of Julian's maw around the tip of his cock sent tingling pleasure coursing through his body. "You like the taste? Betcha want more, huh?" Julian did his best to ignore him, starring straight ahead which, in his position, meant he could only look up at Bud's heavy, swaying balls. His attention did shift rapidly back to Bud when the bull started once again to lean down, sliding more of his cock into Julian's waiting mouth. By the time he hit two inches, Julian's jaw was already sore from being forced so wide apart, and he slithered his tongue along the base of Bud's cock, almost instinctively. Bud didn't stop though, feeding inch after inch of his throbbing bull meat into Julian's muzzle until he hit the back of the lion's throat, with still more than half of his cock to go. Julian gagged, warm bile rising up his throat as he struggled not to vomit, but with his mouth so perfectly blocked, he had no choice but to swallow it back, leaving a burning sensation in his throat. Bud leaned his head back and sighed, giving his two friends a deep grin as he continued to toy with his nipples. "He's damn good. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he's been sucking cock for years." Laughing along with the others, Bud looked back down at the lion, reaching down with one hand to rub Julian's firm, muscular abs. "Ready for a little more? Or a lot more?" Julian was breathing heavily now through his nose, his mouth completely blocked by Bud's cock. When Bud started to push deeper in, forcing every inch of his cock down Julian's throat, the lion started to panic, his breaths becoming shorter and weaker as his airways were cut off. It was not long before his lungs were burning for air, what little breaths he could get by being nowhere near enough to fuel his body. Bud continued to move slowly and deliberately, not stopping until he was fully and miraculously hilted in Julian's maw, his heavy balls pressed tightly over Julian's eyes, his crotch grinding against the lion's face, Julian's throat completely blocked, breathing now impossible. A few moments of complete silence followed, broken only by the bulls' deep breathing and Kevin's occasional whimpers of fear. Julian shifted his eyes from side to side, unable to turn his head, pinned as he was on more than a dozen inches of bull meat. He waited, unable to do anything as his lungs began to burn, his heart racing, his mind reeling from lack of oxygen. He waited still, waited for Bud to pull back. The bull didn't. Instead, Bud pressed his crotch harder against Julian's muzzle, grinding his cock in as deep as he could go. As time wore on, Julian began to panic, and as his fear overtook him, he started to struggle once again, his body thrashing around in a mixture of terror and dying convulsions. He couldn't even grunt, couldn't even make a sound. He was choking on a monstrously huge cock jammed down his throat, and there was nothing he could do about it. He continued to thrash about, flailing his entire body as best he could until Earl grasped his legs and held him still. Julian could feel himself growing weaker, dizziness clouding his already overwhelmed senses when Bud suddenly fell back. The bull didn't pull out very far, only about halfway, not far enough to relieve the tension in Julian's jaw, but just far enough to allow the lion to draw in a single, ragged breath. Julian barely had time to take in that single breath before Bud slammed back down with enough force to bash the back of Julian's head against the bench, the bull crotch smashing against the lion's face as hard as a well-aimed fist. Leaning forward and gripping the bench with both hands, Bud started to fuck Julian's face with sadistic force, a resounding crash echoing through the locker room every time he thrust in. Julian struggled to breath, only able to take in air when the bull pulled back, but Bud was face-fucking him so fast, he often missed that small window of opportunity. Nausea overtook him as the bull's cock pounded deep down his throat, and the pain erupting through his head every time Bud's body banged him against the bench was incredible. It didn't take long before the lion, and Bud, heard a sickening crack, and pain erupted through Julian's face, some of the bone and cartilage in his muzzle and jaw cracking from the bull merciless assault. "Oh yeah!" Bud cried out, throwing his head back with a satisfied howl. "I think he's liking this," he said sarcastically, looking down his body to watch the base of his shaft disappearing again and again down Julian's throat. Blood, sweat and drool was trickling from Julian's maw. This was incredible. Julian wasn't even able to think straight, his thoughts jumbled by this violent rape. He didn't even register any sensation when Earl slid forward along the bench, the tip of the bull's swollen cock pressing against his loosened, slicked hole. It was only when Earl had pushed about five or six inches of his meat into the lion's virgin hole that Julian really picked up on what was happening, but even then, what could he do? Earl pushed against Julian's clenched ass, grunting as he fought against Julian's body with all his might. Unbelievable pain exploded through the lion's muscular frame, and his tortured screams were periodically cut off by Bud's rapid thrusts. The bull up his ass swore, sweat forming along his heavy body as he continue to press against Julian's ass, but the lion was too tight, at least for now. His body reflexively fought against the unwanted intrusion, clenching as tightly shut as it could. Earl pulled back all the way, hearing his cock break free of Julian's ass with a loud, audible pop, and then he thrust back in, forcing forward with all his might. His cock went deeper this time, but not all the way, and he continued to push until Julian's was screaming deliriously when he could, his entire body shaking as the invasion of his ass continued unabated. The bull could feel the lion's ass starting to give, and even though it seemed impossible for his entire cock to fit, Earl continued to push, pushing until his own strength gave out, and he pulled out a second time. A thin trickle of blood accompanied his cock this time, but he ignored it, deciding that if it did anything, it would lube him up for his next push. Throwing himself forward with all his strength, and more, Earl assaulted Julian's ass once more, pushing harder and harder until his own cock burned painfully, and then, Julian's body, no longer physically able to resist, sapped of its strength, gave up, and Earl's cock slammed in to the hilt, his crotch banging against Julian's furry rump with enough force to cause the entire bench to lurch forward. Julian's screams cut abruptly short. The lion's eyes were wide and unfocused, his body entire immobile, except for his unwanted convulsions as Bud continued to ride his maw. Long moments passed, and then Julian's eyes clenched shut, and he screamed once again, his cries weaker, more desperate, and laden with such pain and anguish that Kevin felt tears well in his eyes. He was still trapped in Hick's powerful grip, unable to come to his friends aid. On the other hand, what could he have done even had he been free to help? Bud and Earl, now face to face, shared a quick albeit wet kiss, grinning and chuckling as the lion's body clamped down on their cocks from both ends. "You all the way in?" Bud asked as he slowed his fucking, jamming his cock all the way down Julian's throat for a few moments. "Yeah, and damn it feels good," Earl answered, giving Julian's ass a hard slap, although the lion was unable to voice any response. "That's gotta sting," Bud said with a laugh. "But boy is that gonna feel good in a bit." With that said, he pulled himself back, tearing his cock completely free of Julian's maw, finally allowing the lion to breath free. Julian gasped for air, coughing up blood and precum, as he craned his neck to see Earl's cock rammed all the way up his ass. He cried out again, his voice cracked, his throat burning and dry. His face was beaten and bruised, his eyes only partially open, having been trampled by Bud's heavy balls. His fur was matted with blood, its usual gold turned crimson. Earl laughed when his eyes met the lion's, purposely shove his crotch as hard as he could against Julian's ass, causing the lion to bite his tongue, hoping to hold back his screams, although it wasn't long before the pain overcame him, flooding his wracked and tired body. "A little too deep for ya?" the bull asked, wrapping his arms around the lion's powerful legs, holding them apart. "Man, I don't even think I could take a cock like that up my ass." "P...please..." Julian whispered, tears streaming down his face, his voice shaky and uneven, broken by intermittent sobs. "It...it hurts..." Earl nodded earnestly, reaching around Julian's legs to give his hefty balls a good squeeze. "I bet it does, and it's about to get damn worse too." Julian clenched his eyes shut and leaned his head back, his chest rising and falling erratically as his backside spasmed and clenched around the bull's invading member, trying to push Earl out, though he was too far in now. His entire body felt as if he was on fire, and Earl shaft felt as if it was tearing him in two. He could barely see, his vision blurry and unfocused, and all he could smell and taste was precum and blood, his own blood. Bud reached down and gripped Julian's lower jaw, lifting the lion's head from the bench. "Awww, is our little cock slut hurting? Betcha a little more cock will make you feel better." "No..." Julian gasped, but before he could even make another sound, Bud leaned down once more, sliding his cock back down Julian's throat until he was all the way in, and the lion's writhing, shuddering form fought desperately against his enormous meat. "You ready?" Bud asked as he gave Earl a wink. "Oh yeah," Earl answered, gripping Julian's legs as he slowly pulled his cock out of the lion's hole, watching it emerge with rapt attention, inch by inch, his entire length slick with blood. "And I think he's ready too." With that, Earl rammed himself forward, banging his body against Julian's with all his might, his entire cock disappearing fully into the prostrate feline's depths. Julian moaned in pain against the massive member jammed in his mouth, his eyes rolling back in his head as searing pain, more intense then ever, burned through him. Earl's cock was ripping him up on the inside, and this was only the beginning. That was when Earl let loose. Bracing himself on the bench, using Julian's battered body for leverage, the bull started to bang himself back and forth with barbaric force, tearing his cock out of the lion's ravaged hole right to the tip and then thrusting back in until his crotch was flat against Julian's, jostling the ravaged male beneath him with every push. The bench lifted and slammed down with each thrust, and Julian's body was pumped violently back and forth, his shoulders pulling painfully as the belt tied to his wrists held him place while Earl overpowering thrusts kept pushing him further and further back. Julian screamed when he could, and Bud quickly cut his cries short, stuffing his cock in as deep as it would go. "Fuck yeah, let'em have it," Bud shouted, encouraging Earl's wild momentum, resuming his own, gripping Earl's horns for support as he started once again to drive his throbbing malehood in and out of Julian's throat. Julian's world ceased to exist as he remembered it. Time seemed to slow, and then stop. There were no sounds now, save the fleshy slapping of big, heavy bull balls banging against his ass or face. His sight was nothing more than blinding whiteness, only dimly revealing Bud's powerful thighs as the bull continued to pound away, using Julian's battered airways to maximize his own selfish pleasure. There was no rhythm to the bulls' movements. They did not fuck him at any given pace, which would have at least given the lion some way to prepare, to brace himself for each push. No, the two pounded away at him at their own time, and their cocks seared through him like white-hot fire. It did not take long, through, for Julian to feel something different. He could feel, and even smell, the blood pouring out of his ass, but despite the wounds and tears and anguish, he could barely sense a slight spark of pleasure, his burning prostate responding to every pass of Earl's fleshy, throbbing pole. With each push, the pleasure magnified, blossoming exponentially, consuming him like nothing he had ever felt before. That pleasure did not replace his pain, but joined it, accentuating every ache until Julian thought he would pass out. It felt so good, it hurt, his loins burning up in desperate passion, his balls swelling and tightening, as if his body could not orgasm fast enough. Although the physical pleasure was there, there was no mental or emotional pleasure for the lion. This was pleasurable, but it was torture of the worst kind. Julian gagged with every thrust. Many times he vomited, but Bud's cock pounding his throat like a piston forced him to swallow it again. Blood, sweat, phlegm and tears stained his entire face, his nostrils flaring as he struggled to breath. Bud started to moan and grunt louder, bucking his hips even harder and faster, fucking Julian's face with more force and speed than even before. Earl wrapped a beefy arm around his friend's neck, encouraging the bull, adding more power to his own assault in time with Bud. "Shit...I'm gonna cum..." Bud cried, his tongue lolling out to the side as his body shook in pre-orgasmic anticipation. "Yeah, Bud, let him have it. Yeah!" Earl encouraged, hugging Bud closer to him with one arm while his other hand slid down to Julian's ass, slapping the lion's firm rear again and again, forcing his ass to clamp down even harder. Bud threw his head back and howled, thick strands of drool flying through the air as the bull screamed. He rammed himself harder and faster, banging Julian's head ferociously, slamming the lion's head against the bench again and again until a pool of blood began to form, matting the lion's copper mane to his skin. Froth formed and dribbled down Julian's maw as Bud's enormous malehood slid in and out repeatedly, red with his blood. Julian choked and gasped for air, his entire body numb of all feeling but the indescribable pain and torturous pleasure, his eyes tearing as Bud's balls slapped against them with every thrust. And then the bull came. Bud's cock went off like a geyser, spewing out a torrent of his hot, salty cum with enough force that it was pumped right down into Julian's stomach. Load after load, the lion could feel his insides filling with bull cream, hot and sticky, coating his throat, the taste more potent than words could describe. Bud pulled his cock back about halfway, bawling at the top of his lungs as he continued to pump out rope after rope of steamy jizz. Julian choked, unable to breath as what little opening left in his airways was clogged with cum. He struggled as best he could to swallow it all, hoping that if he could get it all down, he could finally draw a life-giving breath. His efforts, though, were almost entirely in vain, most of his strength sapped by the brutal force with which Earl impaled him upon his cock again and again, never giving him even a second to rest, to recover, to gather his wits. After a minute of continuous pounding and orgasmic eruption, Julian gradually began to realize that Earl was not going to stop fucking him any time soon, and Bud wasn't going to stop cumming before it was too late. Already, thick globs of bull cream were flowing from his mouth, pumping out past Bud's shaft, completely blocking his breathing. Julian tried to scream, desperately trying to beg for mercy, praying that Bud would pull out soon, let him breath, let him live. His hands and feet began to tingle, his vision growing dark, his lungs burning, feeling as if they would burst from his chest. Writhing against the bulls' grasp, he stuck out chest, trying to pull himself free, to get any part of his body away from his assailants, but there was nothing he could do. He felt sick, his gut so full of bull cum, he couldn't even think straight. Neither Bud nor Hick seemed to notice Julian's body as it contorted in his death throes. Those urgent signs, though, weren't lost on Kevin, who managed to pull away slightly from the third bull holding him down, surprising even Hick with his sudden strength and speed. "You...you have to stop...he can't breathe..." the panther shouted before Hick grabbed him again and pulled him close. "No way I'm fucking stopping now," Bud shouted clenching his eyes shut as his cock fired out more of his sticky load. "This is the best fucking part...oh shit!" "Yeah, fill'em up to the top Bud," Earl shouted banging his cock up Julian's ass harder than ever before, his own hooves slipping slightly on the slick floor, his thrusts too powerful for his own stance. Julian tried again to scream, but it was no use. The world reeled around him, spinning faster and faster. His body felt as if it would explode, beaten on at both ends, battered, torn and bleeding. His heart beat wildly, asphyxiation rapidly taking its toll on him, but despite his encroaching death, his own cock was rock hard, jutting from his sheath, throbbing with desire. His last thought was...well, he didn't really have one, his mind, shattered as it was, unable to form any coherent thought save for how unbelievably good it felt to be speared by so much meat, and how agonizing it was all at once. Just like that, Julian passed out. Many long seconds passed, the two bulls still pounding away at Julian's limp form. A look of absolute bliss blanketed Earl's face as the lion's ass finally relaxed to its greatest extent, allowing his massive malehood to pump in and out with relative ease, and it was not long before he himself was howling, on the verge of orgasmic release. Bud continue to ram his cock in and out of the lion's throat until he had milked every last drop of cum from his ample balls, finally pulling out with a satisfied grunt when he was done. A wave of salty cum poured out of Julian's maw as the lion's head slumped to the side, his blank, glazed eyes starring straight into Kevin's, lifeless, dead. "Julian!" Kevin shouted, wracking sobs tearing through his body. Reacting on instinct, he thrust his elbows back, catching Hick off guard as he slammed into the bull's ribs. Hick swore and let go just long enough for Kevin to break free and run to Julian's side, gripping his friend's bruised, bloodied face in both hands, tears streaming down his face. "Fuck that was worth it," Bud said as he made his way over to Hick, plopping down on the bench with a contented sigh. "We gotta do that again some time," he said, stroking his semi-hard shaft as he spoke. Kevin wasn't even listening. Trying to control his panic, he reached for Julian's neck, trying to find the lion's pulse, though that was nearly impossible with Earl still fucking away full force, jostling Julian's body like a rag doll, pushing him further and further against his restraints until the lion's arms were stretched to their limit. A sickening pop resounded through the room, loud enough to be heard over Earl's orgasmic cries, and Kevin winced at the thought of Julian's shoulder tearing from his socket, maybe even his elbow too, maybe even both. "You have to stop!" Kevin cried, still searching from any signs of life, without much luck. "Hell no," Earl grunted, his teeth clenched tightly shut, as if he was resisting his climax, trying to draw this out as long as he could. "I've never fucked anything this nice before. Shit, fucking dead guys is great!" Shaking his head in dismay, Kevin returned to his work, trying to block out the sound of the bull's heavy balls slapping against Julian's tight ass. It only took a few seconds, but he eventually found a pulse, weak and uneven, but there. At least two, nearly three minutes had gone by. Julian didn't have much time left. Positioning himself beside his downed friend, Kevin pressed both hands against the lion's chest, unable to adjust himself properly as the lion's body was pumped back and forth with stomach-turning force. Trying his best to steady his shaking hands, he started to give rhythmic pushes against Julian's thorax, repeating the process again and again, watching with a look of helpless disgust as mouthful after mouthful of cum, still warm and gooey, poured out of Julian's maw with every push. How much of it could there be? Kevin continued as long as he dared, finally deciding that if he had not cleared Julian's lungs sufficiently by then, he wouldn't be able to at all. Moving to Julian's head, Kevin pressed his muzzle to his friends, choking against the potent taste of cum and blood. He exhaled with all his might, and was overjoyed to see Julian's chest rise in response, although it could have been nothing more than one of Earl's thrusts. Praying for success, Kevin exhaled once again, and then a third time, blowing into his friend's lungs until he felt dizzy himself, but he didn't stop. "Oh...oh fucking shit! I...I'm gonna fucking cum," Earl screamed, grunting and snorting in feral rage as he speared Julian's tail hole, his balls tightening, ready to shoot. He couldn't hold this back any longer, even if he wanted to. Kevin closed his eyes, trying to block out all other sounds when suddenly, he felt Julian cough. Kevin pulled back, watching overjoyed as the lion's eyes fluttered open, glazed over, as if in a confused haze. His mouth fell open, drool, blood and cum pouring onto his chest, and then his eyes rolled back in his head, his entire body quivering violently. He let out a low, delirious moan, his mind shot, every essence of his being consumed by agonizing bliss, and then he came, his rigid cock shooting out rope after rope of his cum all over himself. Kevin grasped Julian's shoulders, trying to calm his friend, but Julian was gone now. All that was left was a quivering, cumming body, void of all intelligent life. Earl was also thrust into orgasmic delirium. When Julian came too, his body squeezed against the bull's cock, and that was all he needed. Thrusting himself in to the hilt one last time, Earl unloaded his balls into Julian's deepest depths, coating his insides in sticky cum, pumping out just as much as Bud, and then some. Julian couldn't even register the feeling of having his ass, and his stomach, so full of jizz. All he was aware of then was that the pressure all that cum exerted on his body was unbelievably painful, but he was still cumming, and at that moment, that was all that seemed to matter. For many long minutes, Earl tried desperately to push himself in deeper, cumming and cumming until he couldn't cum anymore. When he tore his cock out, Julian screamed all the way, crying deliriously as every inch of Earl's cock rubbed against his burning prostate, and when his ass was finally emptied, save for the torrent of cum that gushed out after Earl's dick, Julian collapsed, his head lolling from side to side before he passed out again, his shallow breathing broken occasionally by deep, wracking coughs. Earl wiped the sweat from his brow and joined his friends, receiving a few congratulatory slaps on the back as he sat beside them. "That was awesome," he gasped, still trying to catch his breath." "Only hope I get a chance to try that out," Hick said, his own length of meat still untouched and hard as steel. Bud and Earl laughed, still panting, exhausted and spent. Kevin looked over his shoulder at them, disgusted and terrified. He ran his hand through Julian's mane, trying to clean him up in some way, hoping to give his friend back some of his dignity. It didn't do much. "So what do we do with them?" Earl asked after a few moments of silence, clapping his hands together in anticipation. "Can't really let them go, now can we," Bud replied, rising to his feet with a grunt. Kevin's ears perked up. What were they going to do to them now? "So, what then?" Bud scratched his chin, giving his cock a few more strokes as he made his way to the other end of the changing room and reclaimed his towel. "We'll hang on to them for a few days, just to make sure they don't get any ideas. Once we're sure they won't tell anyone what happened, we'll let'em go along their merry way." Kevin couldn't hold himself back. This was ludicrous, and his concern for his friend was starting to overcome his fear for his own safety. "You can't be...serious," he said, swallowing heavily. "He...he needs to go to a hospital..." "He'll be fine," Bud said mockingly, making his way towards Julian's inert form. With a single hand, he shoved Kevin back, tossing the panther onto his back before untying the lion's hands. He lifted Julian into a seated position, forcing the bloodied feline's hands back together in front of him, binding them once again. Even Bud winced when Julian's shoulders cracked and popped under the strain. It was clear his arm was dislocated, maybe even broken at a few places. Oh well, Bud thought, more incentive for him to listen to them when he finally woke up. "I'll take him for now," Bud said, dropping Julian back onto the bench with a sickening thud. "Hick'll take the other one, and we'll take turns keeping them in check. When we think they'll have learned their lessons, will let them go." "Sounds go to me," Hick said. "Me too," Earl added, and with that, the bulls rose and started to dress, Earl and Bud hopping in for a quick shower to wash themselves off before leaving. Kevin couldn't even find the strength or will to try and run, they would only catch him anyway, and even if he did get away, he would be putting Julian in mortal danger. Fighting back his tears, the young panther made his way slowly back to Julian, laying his head against the lion's chest, listening to his friend's inconsistent breathing. Was he going to be able to survive this? Was either of them going to survive? To be continued...