{"sf1_id":1486,"sf2_id":"znJwWVQ1","title":"Caught in the Act","author":"Akeela","words":2225,"posted_at":"2004-01-08T19:53:00.000Z","tags":["Horse","M/M","NC","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1486-caught-in-the-act","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJwWVQ1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1486\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#1 of Caught in the Act Series","content":"Caught in the Act  \nA nasty story by Akeela Longtail  \n  \nThis story is meant for adults, and adults only. So, if you don't  \nthink you fall under this category, stop reading now.  \n- MM/NC/Rape -  \n\n* * *\n  \n\\*ding....ding....ding....ding...dong\\*  \nSneak smiled. Four bright strokes, one dark. One o'clock. Every  \nrespectable being in the city would now sleep the sleep of the  \nhonest..... and most disrespectable, too. Not him, though. The  \nwolf slipped from one shadowy corner to the next, his dark grey  \nfur blending perfectly with the walls of the buildings.  \nSmall wisps of fog drifted through the streets, curling and  \nstretching like rags of silk. Sneak followed them to the upper  \ncity, silent and smooth like them.  \n  \n\"Oh you poor,\" he thought to himself, his grin unseen.\"Sleep  \nwell, oh you citizens of Davenport, sleep deep.\" He reached the  \ncorner and slipped into a even smaller alley, curling his nose  \nat the scent emenating from the decaying garbage piling up on the  \nground. There was the door. Sneak reached out and gently turned  \nthe knob......and the door opened.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yes!! So the maid did what I payed her for...\" He stepped in,  \nsilently closing the door behind him. Only the faint glow of the  \nchoked cooking fires lighted the kitchen, no problem for his  \nwolven eyes. Elegantly dancing around the tables and moving up  \nthe stairs he reached the door to the tower. Sneak waited, his  \nlarge ears turning slowly.  \n  \n\\*...tap..tap..tap..tap.....\\*  \n  \n\"Okay, that was the guard. He won't return for annother 15  \nminutes,\" the wolf thought and stepped into the open, crossing  \nthe yard and entering the main building. Now he moved faster,  \nknowing that no guards would be tolerated near the rooms of my  \nlady esmeralda, the daughter of the earl. The door to her suite  \ncouldn't withstand the wolf's skilled paws for long, and he  \nclaimed what he came for.  \n  \nSuch beauty! A collar of diamonds, rubys, and sapphires,  \ncombined in a dazzling arrangement of rainbow colors and light  \nreflexes. Small enough to fit in his curled paw, and yet worth  \nenough to buy a small army. Shaking off his awe, he dropped the  \ncollar into the leather bag he carried on his belt and turned  \nto leave.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Unable to hide his grin, Sneak headed back to the door in  \ntower, already celebrating one more victory over the rich and  \narrogant. He was almost laughing when he felt a heavy hand on his  \nshoulder. Sneak froze. The hand closed slowly, making his collar  \nbone creak and groan under the stress, when a low voice whispered  \ninto the wolf's ear.  \n  \n\"My, my... what do we have here?\" The guard. He had not continued  \nhis tour but noticed something suspicious, and had simply waited  \nhere for him to return. Sneak already saw himself sitting on the  \nstreet, with a wooden bowl between the stumps of his hands,  \nbegging for scraps. Gone were the times where the ladys quequed  \nup to mate with him, and gone were the times he could at least  \nstroke himself when no lady was available....  \n  \nThe guard turned the wolf around. Sneak got his first look of his  \ncapturer, and his tail slowly made its way between his legs. The  \nguard was a equimorph, a good 7 feet tall, his bulging muscles  \nclearly defined under his short pelt. Wearing only a loincloth,  \nthis incarnation of power and force grinned at the wolf, his eyes  \ngleaming with mischief.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shifting his grip the guard pulled Sneak up to his head by the  \nwolf's neck, the other hand reaching out and ripping the bag  \nfrom Sneak's belt.  \n  \n\"Ahh... stealing mylady's jewlyery, arn't we??\"  \n  \n\"Uhm... look, I can explain.....\"  \n  \n\"I'm sure you can. Surely the earl will listen to you calmly and  \nthen let you go, as this is nothing but a major misunderstanding.  \nAnd not have your hands chopped off. Or your head.\"  \n  \nThe guard grinned even wider. Sneak swallowed dryly, his ears  \nflat against his head and decided it would be a good idea to  \nstart pleading. However, the guard would have none of it,  \nchanging Sneak form his right to his left hand with the same  \ncasuality as a basketball player changing the ball form one side  \nto the other.  \n  \nReaching out to open the door, the guard stopped, however,  \nturning his head towards Sneak again.  \n  \n\"Hmmm.... there's one chance for you though........\" Sneak's ears  \nwent up. \"Yes?? What is it?? Whatever it is, I'll do it! I'll pay  \nwhat you want!\" The Equimorph tilted his head a bit and smiled.  \n\"Oh, really? Let's go, then....\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He turned around and began descending the stairs, still carrying  \nSneak with his left hand, without any signs of tireing. He  \nslipped his right paw under his loincloth, licking his lips.  \nWatching the guard scritching himself \\_there\\_, Sneak's ears  \nslowly folded back again,the wolf's mind spinning furiously.  \nWhen they finally reached the basement of the tower, Sneaks eyes  \nwent wide. The guard had loosened the string that held the  \nloincloth in place, revealing his sheath, easily twice the size  \nof the wolf's equipment.  \n  \n\"Uh.. Hey, what the hell are you planning to do?!??\"  \n  \nThe guard smiled.\"I'm going to punish you myself, thief... and if  \nyou're still able to get up and walk away when I am done with  \nyou, you may even take that little bag with you. My name's Josh,  \nby the way.\"  \n  \nThe horses right hand had slipped between his powerfull legs,  \nstroking himself slowly. Soon enough, Josh's cock spilled from  \nhis sheath, hardening to a 8\" massive, 2' long pole of solid,  \nslick flesh. Josh grinned at Sneak, slowly putting the shivering  \nwolf to the ground.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Cooperate, and I promise I'll try to not hurt you too much.\"  \nSneak woke form his stupor at that sentence.\"You're crazy!  \nHowling mad! There's no way you're going to fit that....thing  \ninside me!!  \n  \nThe guard dropped to his knees and reached out for the wolf with  \nboth hands, quite easily picking him up and placing him in front  \nof him. Sitting back on his heels and getting up again, he flexed  \nhis muscles, wich played smooth under his silky hide.  \n  \n\"Oh yes, wolf, there is a way.... it's called force... and the  \nmore you struggle, the deeper I will go. If you don't give in  \nI'll make you my mare, and you'll feel my flare right under your  \nheart - and I mean that literally!\"  \n  \nSneak blinked a few times, realizing the situation he was in, and  \nthe power of that guard behind him. \"Oh, well.. better than a  \nlife as a beggar,\" he thought, and spread his legs. \"Just a  \nshort fuck, how bad can it be?\"  \n  \nHe closed his eyes as he felt the guards large hands on his hips.  \nthen something wet pushed under his tail, quickly settling  \nagainst his anus. The pressure grew, and grew, but nothing  \nhappened. Thick and blunt as equine cocks are, there was no easy  \nway in. Josh grunted as he wasn't getting in at his first try,  \nand impatiently jerked his hips,pulling the wolf back with both  \nhands.  \nSneak howled with pain as the horse hit his rear with the force  \nof a fistblow, the flat tip of that massive cock just hammering  \npast his barriers. Josh grinned and stopped, holding the  \nstruggling wolf in place. Still, a few of his kicks found the  \nguards tighs, canine claws leaving deep scratches in the horses  \nsmooth skin. Sneak felt like his anus was on fire. Never intended  \nto get stretched this wide, the delicate flesh of his tailhole  \nhad suffered some small fissures. Nothing too bad, but certainly  \npainful enough. Only too aware of the amount of flesh waiting  \nto get buried in him, the wolf tried one last time to get away,  \nbut no avail. He froze when he felt his pelvis creak under the  \ngrowing force of the stallions hands, closing with the slow  \nmercilessness of a wine press. A movement behind him, short  \nequine fur brushing against his bristled backfur, and then a  \nhard nip on his shoulder. Blunt teeth squeezing his skin, hot  \nbreath blowing in his ear... and then ...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The guard's hips began to work. Easily overcoming the resistance,  \nhis mighty leg muscles started feeding inch after inch of  \nhorsecock into the wolf. Josh wheezed through his nostrils, the  \nshivering warmth of the wolf almost too good to be true. He  \nwanted more, wanted to feel this snug sleeve with all his length,  \nwanted to let his reins down and thrust away...  \n  \nBut he had to stop when the wolf's panting hiccupped and gave  \nway to a scream of pure pain. Josh shook his head and  \nstraightened himself, looking down his body, watching the  \njuncture between him and the thief. Almost one foot of his shaft  \nwas inside Sneak, and that was all there would fit. He had  \nstretched and straightened the wolf's intestined to their very  \nlimit, one more inch and he'd be a murder. Raping a thief was  \none thing, but rutting a wolf to death was not something his  \nemployer could overlook. With a sigh, Josh pulled back almost  \nall the way, letting only his tip remain in that snug hose.  \n  \n\"Hmmm, \" he mused, regarding the faint red streaks covering his  \nshaft, \"I am not the first to take this one, or there'd be more  \nblood.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Shrugging off these thoughts, he bent over the shivering Sneak  \nagain and grinned. Rolling his hips he again impaled his toy,  \nonly to pull out and do it again. And again. And again. The horse  \nwas establishing a steady rythm, his muscles rolling under the  \nshort fur, the powerfull tighs pistoning one foot of horsecock  \nin and out of the poor wolf with the sureness of a steam engine.  \nHowever, even to a being so strong and trained as the guard, this  \nwork began to show. Beads of sweat formed on Josh's head and  \nneck, rolling down his magnificent body, leaving dark, wet  \ntraces on his brown fur. He was beginning to pant, too, and  \nfrom time to time, he stopped his strokes to moan lowly.  \n  \nSneak, on the other hand, had long stopped to fight against his  \nrapist, giving in to his fate. His whole inside burned like it  \nwas filled with acid, and each blow of the guard behind him  \nknocked the wind out of his lungs. If he wouldn't be in that  \nvice-like grip, he'd long ago had sunken to the ground, for his  \nlegs were wobbly like made of rubber. His whole mind was  \ndominated by the steady in-and-out of the oversized intruder  \ntaking him. Each time Josh stopped, Sneak praied for the horse  \nreaching his climax, ending his ordeal. But no, from all guards  \nin the world he had to get the one with stamina like a rhino.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Josh felt his balls pull up against his body, already his loins  \nbegan to ache. Pulling back, he straightened himself once more  \nand slapped the wolf across the neck, not too unfriendly.  \n\"You've been a good boy so far, my cute little thief.... so I  \nwill save you from annother half hour. I'm going to finish off  \nnow.... but, if you thought this would be all I had to offer,  \nyou underestimated me.\"  \n  \nSneak heard the words, but didn't really understand the meaning. He just  \nwhimpered slowly and wondered  \nif there could possibly be anything worse than what he had  \nendured already. Josh's strong hands again gripped the wolf,  \nthis time closing around the canines tighs form the front,  \nforcing them apart.  \n  \nThen he started thrusting again, this time in earnest. Unleashing  \nthe whole horrible power that rested in his muscles upon the  \nwolf, he hammered away, his head leaned back and his eyes closed.  \nSneak screamed. He felt the already large mass moving inside him  \nswell and grow, and still move faster with every second. The  \nsensations were not completely painful, the long work before had  \nsomewhat numbed him in that respect, but they were intense. In  \nfact so intense that the wolf passed out cold, just seconds  \nbefore the lustful whinny of the guard echoed from the stone  \nwalls.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With a last thrust, he started climaxing, shooting load after  \nload into the thief. Slowly sitting back on his haunches, Josh  \ntried to get his breathing under control, his heart racing, his  \nlegs aching. \"Boy what a fuck,\" he thought to himself, \"A pity  \nthis one won't come back....\"  \n  \nThe guard slowly pulled out and cleaned his shrinking shaft with  \na towel he kept here for exactly that purpose, then donned his  \nloincloth again. Scooping up the still unconcious thief, Josh  \ngrinned shortly, then made his way upstairs. He dropped his  \nload on the ally, right in front of the door that had been his  \nway in. Almost like an afterthought, Josh leaned down and kissed  \nSneak on the nose, tucking the bag of jewlery under the wolf's  \narm. He truly had earned it.  \n\n* * *\n  \nCopyright by Akeela Longtail - all rights reserved.  \nYou may distribute this story electronically, as long as this  \nnote is included. You may make hardcopys for personal use or as  \na gift. This story is not to be included in any CD archives,  \npublished in printed media or changed in any way without asking  \nme first.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Comments are welcome, mail me! :)  \nakeela(at)tigress.com  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}