Keith 'n' Matt: Rescuing the Love
#3 of Keith 'n' Matt
_Going on. I know it's all not very innovative and somehow stupid... but I don't really care.
Warning: This story contains non-consensual sex between under-age and adult males. Who can't stand this, should turn away.
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Matt looked over the low wall and watched the car brake. He knew that car. He knew who was sitting in. And he knew where it will go, with Keith. They pulled the unconscious cat inside, the door closed and the car moved on. The thugs and that damned bunny stayed, to look for the fox they had come to get.
Matt quickly squatted and crouched out of sight. Poor Keith. Matt knew that Don Gee will try to make the cat one of his whore boys. Even though Matt could hardly imagine that Keith would just agree to be one of those again, he had to rescue him. He just had to.
Matt considered throwing in some pills, go to that house and beat up everyone. But he was sane enough to know that would just lead to a worse situation. Don Gee wouldn't only capture him and force him to suck dicks for money - he'd done that already - the horse would rather crush him like an annoying fly. Because for the Don he wasn't more than that: An annoying little boy who doesn't know when it's better to run.
What could he do? Usually... usually he would just be happy that they hadn't got him, and run for it. As he had done before. But he couldn't let them have Keith. The cat was the only person who hadn't treated him like a piece of meat or a cheap worker. Keith had cared. And... Keith was...
And then Matt realised he had fallen in love. With that boy. That was the reason he wasn't running, but leaning against the wall and wondering how to rescue the cat. A strange feeling.
The fox thought. And thought. It all led to one conclusion: If he wanted to get his cat back, he'd need to blow up the entire place. He would need to defeat the Don himself. And how to do that?
Something he had wanted to do for years. But he had always been to scared. He had been a little boy back then, and all the scaring men had kept him from doing anything against them. Then, over the years, it became a routine. But now he was too angry to be scared.
He will save his cat. And call the police.
Keith opened one eye and twitched. Bad headache. Gosh... He noticed he was lying on a strange floor and that his paws were tied behind his back. The cat dared to look up. "Hey, what..." And that moment, someone pressed a cloth against his nose. The weird smell made him twitch, lose control and then, his mind blacked out again.
"Oh, hello, boy, how can I help you?"
"I wanna... how's that called..."
The lioness behind the counter rose one eyebrow. "Who beat you up?"
"Can... can I talk to a real policeman, please?"
"Well, I am a real policewoman."
"Then... Jeez... can we talk somewhere private?"
"Uh, okay... John? Can you take over here?"
"No problem."
The lioness stood up. "Come on."
Matt followed her through the big office room, to a smaller room. The lioness opened the door, let the boy in and signed him to sit down on a chair. The policewoman took an opposite seat. "So, what is it? Who beat you up? Your father, classmates?"
"No... that... that isn't the problem..."
Again the lioness rose one eyebrow. She took the boy's paw. "Tell me. That's why you're here."
Matt sighed once more, grabbed all the courage he had left and told it. Everything.
Well, almost everything.
And again Keith woke up. But he didn't do the mistake of moving again. He just kept his eyes closed and tried to figure out his situation without looking.
He was naked and in a very inconvenient position. Not the ground was the problem, it was a rather soft bed, one of the kind he'd always wanted to sleep in. Right now, he wasn't able to enjoy it, because his paws and feet were tied together, in one line, his arm under his chest. He knew that position, punishment pose for the bad boys. His butt was exposed and easily accessible without that Keith could do anything to prevent people from just taking it.
Due to that, his face was pressed to the mattress and his neck was aching. Well, he could risk it to take a look around. He opened his eyes and noticed he couldn't see much but a wall. A white wall. And the bedstead. Nobody was around. Just wonderful.
Well, he just had to wait until they do the mistake and release the restraints. He was a cat. He had claws. And teeth. He would use his weapons and get out.
Okay, out of the room. Then they will have got him again. But that'd be worth it. It would show them that he wasn't a little boy who just has to be scared enough to be tamed. He had been like that, many years ago. But ever since he had got free, he had told himself that nobody will own him ever again.
The door opened with a squeak. "Yes, that'd be the one."
"And the fox?"
"No idea. He escaped."
Keith tried to turn his head, but he was just able to notice that the door was right behind him.
"Those things shouldn't happen."
"I already talked to the responsible people."
"Good. Get the bunny here." The door closed, but Keith knew one person was still in. And he could guess who it was.
"Don Gee?"
"Yeah, they call me so. And you are you?"
"Fuck you."
"Well, I don't think so," the Don said. Keith felt a touch on his back. "I've got people who'll pay for you. And they pay even more when you struggle, so... well, you look like you know what'll happen."
"Piss off."
"You'd like if I did that, wouldn't you?" The paw went on, to Keith tail. "What I am gonna do right now is doing the compulsory quality check. Don't worry, won't take long, cos I already got a customer waiting for you." Keith saw the horse's face bending down, right in front of his eyes. "Or... or you just tell me where Matt is."
"Hah!" Of course, even if he had known, he would never tell that nasty man anything. "You threw him outta business!"
"Yes, yes, I did..." The paw moved up and down the boy's tail. "But, y'see... he's got something that's mine." Keith felt a touch around his tail hole. "So you wanna tell me?" Keith kept silent. "No? Well..."
One finger slipped inside Keith, but that didn't make the boy react. The finger went in and out a couple of times. "I see you're a professional. That's good for you." Another finger joined the first. Then a third, stretching the hole open. Now Keith moaned quietly.
Then there was the sound of metal hitting ground. That meant the horse had got rid of his pants and was now getting ready to stuff his penis into the boy's rear. Keith knew equine cocks, they were usually huge. And he could almost bet Don Gee was even more hung than the average horse.
"Some lube... don't wanna break you now. You know, you're really cute. I can get a lot of money out of you, really." Suddenly someone knocked on the door and opened it. "Ah, Tommy. You can watch."
"Yes, Daddy." The scratch of a chair getting pulled into position. In the edge of his eyesight Keith could see the bunny on the chair. Matt had roughed him up badly, and it seemed like the boy was just here for a kind of revenge. Keith tried his best to glare.
Then he could only gasp as the equine penis entered him. There was more than the usual pain, rather a feeling of being torn apart. Keith was used to having things in there, but that size... He clenched his eyes and teeth as the big piece of male meat drilled deeper and deeper.
"So very tight..." the horse groaned. He moved out of the cat's rear, completely. "Say, Tommy, don't you wanna get a try?"
"Oh, may I?"
"Feel free," Don Gee said.
Oh, wonderful, Keith thought. Now he was getting that three inches of bunny meat into the rear. Teasing. That was what the Don wanted. Keith couldn't get much pleasure out of it, and he definitely won't cum. So don Gee wanted him to get frustrated.
Keith felt the rabbit getting into position, and then stuff the lapine cock in. Keith felt it thrusting in and out, barely touching his prostate. The cat had an erection, of course, but there wasn't much pleasure in it.
The bunny, on the other paw, was enjoying it, he grunted and moaned as he thrust faster and harder into the cat. Keith suppressed all sounds and kept staring at the wall. The bunny grunted out loud in passion, once twice, then he stopped, and came into the cat. Keith could feel the hot cream filling him up and the bunny leave him panting.
"Was it good?" the Don asked.
"Yes, Daddy," Tommy replied.
"Fine. Now go and get a bathe."
"Yes, Daddy." And so the boy pulled up his pants and left the room.
"So, now back to you... I think you're ready now."
Keith only snarled as the horse left the room as well. Keith sighed, alone again. Gosh, that guy was just sick, so very sick. How could he just capture a boy from the street, tie him up and rape him? That was sick, everything. And sick were also the men coming in here and yiffing the boys. How could it be possible that people like Don Gee can walk freely?
Keith had to think of himself, as he had been eight and a nice man came into the orphanage and adopted him. And soon afterwards he was sucking cocks and getting men into the rear. He was young and they had told him it was alright, completely alright. But it wasn't. And it was too late as he realised that.
The door opened again. "Now that's a fine piece of arse," a deep voice growled and the door closed again.
Keith closed his eyes and waited for everything to get over.
Slowly five cars moved up the hill. On the hill was a lonely mansion. The city wasn't far away, from here it was easily to see, and the mansion looked left. It wasn't, there were cars parked, about three, and although most windows were closed with wood, there was a movement from time to time behind the planks.
In one of the cars was Matt. And he was heavily hoping he had done the right thing. Next to him was a friendly female tiger, from the youth welfare office. The little talk between him and the policewoman had caused a big stirrup, many people had come to talk to him, an inspector, the welfare office, he was getting a lot of attention. Now he sat in a car of a police squad. His heart beat like crazy. A pill right now...
It was dawning. The police cars braked. The officers got ready.
"Oh, yeah, one last time!" the bobcat screamed and rammed his cock in and out of Keith' sore tail hole. The sheet of the bed was soaked with the two males' cum, and Keith wondered when the idiot will have had enough. In and out, again and again.
The cock was rubbing Keith' insides, stimulating Keith' prostate, sending hot pleasure up to the cat's mind. He would cum again, soon, Keith moaned and closed his eyes. Just a bit more, you fucker... just... Another load shot off Keith' penis as he groaned out loud.
Exactly that moment, the door slammed open, almost fell out of the old frame. A man looked in and gasped loud. "Oh, my god!"
Keith felt the cock leaving him, loud thumb, and the man shouting again. "Got one fucker here!"
More people entered the room, Keith felt his restraints released. Very relieved, he turned and massaged his neck. Then he froze.
About four policemen were in the room, looking at him. The bobcat lay on the floor, one of the officers had his foot on him and handcuffed him now.
"Are you alright, boy?" one man asked, leaning forward.
"I... I..." Keith stumbled.
"Oh, you guys sicken me," the policeman said as he dragged the bobcat onto his feet. Three men left the room, leaving Keith and another policeman. "Do you think you're able to walk?"
"I... yes... I mean..."
"Poor boy," the policeman said and threw the bed's blanket over Keith' shoulders. "Come on, let's get out of here."
Together they went down the corridor, to the stairs. People were shouting, but there weren't any shots. Every door was open, more people ran around. Calmly the police officer led Keith down the creaking stairs, to a lobby and to the exit. Calm and serene.
As Keith saw the crowd in front of the exit, he dragged the blanket closer around his naked body. What was going on here? Some seconds ago he was getting fucked and now he was... saved? There was just that crowd there, flashing lights, talking, shouting... what was going on here?
He stepped out into the dawning day, still feeling semen leaking out his tail hole, and a bright flash made him blink. Press was taking pictures. Keith was too surprised about everything to protest. The policeman let him aside, to a small group of other kids. Girls, boys, all staying there wrapped in some kind of sheet. Even young cubs.
The cat's eyes perked. "Keith!" The voice made him turn his head. "Keith!"
Matt stormed from somewhere, spread arms. He collided with Keith and embraced him squeezing. "Keith! Keith... I was so worried..."
"Hey, Matt..." Another flashing light from somewhere. But Keith didn't mind at all. Matt was here. Everything was fine. Everything was alright. Matt was here. Keith hugged back. "Thank you..."
"Couldn't leave you here, so I called somebody who could help you."
"Looks like an army..."
"Doesn't matter."
"No, it doesn't."
The boys kissed tenderly, somebody took a picture of it. This was going to be a headline.
"We will need your appearance in court, do you know what that is?"
"We're not cubs any more," Keith said annoyed. Those people from that youth office were really treating him like a little cub. He was fifteen and had seen more of life than many other with twenty, and those people treated as if he had lived in a hole. Oh, and they assumed he was completely traumatised by all that. As if.
At least Matt was still here. They had been nice enough to let them stay together. They had given the boys new clothes, the opportunity to bathe, which they had used. The first time for weeks Keith could get his fur really clean. And cats hate filthy fur.
"When can we go?" Matt asked.
The woman didn't answer to that. "I know it's gonna be hard..."
"No. How long will that bastard get?"
The tigress frowned. "I... don't know..." she said insecure. "But he won't be able to hurt you ever again."
Matt looked at Keith. They were holding paws, a fact which had made people here in the youth office frown as well. Generally they were frowning a lot around the two boys, who weren't acting like it was written in the theory books at all. They didn't act traumatised, they weren't shocked, nothing. And they were holding paws.
Keith was annoyed by the office people. They were telling them again and again that everything was going to be fine now. But nothing more. They were keeping them in a youth hostel, where they had a small room for sleeping, they were getting food, but Keith didn't feel good there. He felt like in a cage.
"So why did you bring us here, exactly? To tell us that we have to tell our story to a judge?"
"Yes..."
"Then get us back. I'm hungry."
The tigress growled a bit. Ungrateful children...
"Do you believe them?" Matt asked as they were lying in the bed in their room. There were two beds, but the boys preferred to sleep together.
"I just wonder what is supposed to be alright. I wanna get outta here."
"Yeah, me too..." Matt sighed. "I hope you aren't mad at me."
"Mad? For rescuing me?" Keith kissed. "How could I be mad at my little foxy, eh?"
Matt chuckled. "Just..."
"Sh..." Keith said and pressed one finger on the fox's nose. "No more word. Just cuddling..."
Matt smiled and kissed.