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Hyenas could be quiet. Nimble did not wish to believe it. To be snuck up on mortified him. Him, a cheetah, faster than anyone on the savannah, with keen enough hearing and smell to catch one of those mutts. Unless the mutt kept their approach downwind to mask their scent, and they came quiet as an ant.

Hyena's were not supposed to be quiet!

Nimble, yowled while the hulking striped hyena held him to the dirt. The yeen wore nothing but a loincloth the same color as his muddy grey fur. A smirk lined his muzzle, and there! The biting snicker. Laughing at Nimble before he said, "I thought cats were light on their feet."

"Shut up," Nimble snarled. He tried to wriggle out of the hyena's grip. The bigger anthro had one, heavy paw clamped against Nimble's nape. It was all it took for the other predator, a fucking scavenger, to hold Nimble down. This hyena had to be nearly the size of a male lion. How he snuck up on anything with his stupid, striped mohawk was beyond Nimble.

He said, "You've got fire in you, I can tell."

"Let me go and you can see just how much I have."

"I'm not interested in your claws, kitten, but this long, lean body of yours..." Nimble felt a clawed digit trail down his spine to his tail. "Oh I have ideas for it." The cheetah thrashed on the ground to no avail. When he got too tired to keep fighting, the patient hyena asked, "What's your name, kitten?"

"Nimble Grasses."

Another snicker.

"What?" Nimble snapped.

"You cheetahs know grass can't move, right? Best it can do is wave. But," a hefty paw groped Nimble's soft, shapely butt, "given how easy I caught you, maybe you are just as nimble as the grass, eh?"

More laughter.

Nimble, ears folded back, asked, "And what's your name?"

"Husk."

"What kind of name is that?"

"Is a name, little kitten. Why did you want it?"

"So I knew who killed me."

"Mmmm, your bone marrow might be worth something, but that's so much trouble to get to with all this tough meat." He prodded Nimble in the back. The young cheetah was a product of his species: athletic and lithe. "I don't want to kill you kitten."

"If you don't kill me I'll kill you."

Husk's laugh inspired a new wave of struggle in Nimble, but all it did was make him laugh more. That arm of his was like a trunk, keeping his victim pinned to the ground. Husk said, "Oh, you're funny, kitten. If I let you go, will you attack me? You should run if you can. That's what cheetahs are good at, yeah?"

"I am not afraid of you."

"Hehehe, fight. This is why I like going after predators. So much more fight in them, so much more pride."

"What are you talking about?"

"The harder it is to snap a bone the more satisfying the marrow inside is, eh kitten? Hyena wisdom for you." Then, without warning, Husk hocked a loogie onto Nimble's rear.

"What is--"

"Preparing you, kitten," Husk said. His fingers slipped between the soft white fur of Nimble's rump. He clenched his cheeks, but those digits were too strong. They found his rear, the tender bud of pink flesh.

Sensing the tight pucker, Husk warned, "You should relax, kitten. It doesn't hurt me to pry you open." Those fingers wedged themselves against Nimble's entrance, spit slick while the cheetah fought to keep his muscles tight. No use. Husk caved in that lithe little body and growled with approval.

"You've been fucked before, haven't you?" Husk growled. "I can feel it."

"Fuck you," Nimble cursed. It was true. He did prefer males and, well... but not like this. The cheetah could count on one paw the number of partners he had.

"You make this too easy, little kitten."

"Stop--ah!" Nimble gasped when those fingers sank to the knuckle and rammed his prostate. The hyena already reached as deep as most of Nimble's partners, cats not being particularly endowed. He yowled, and whining, felt his sheath start to twitch to life despite himself. Those digits rubbed up and down along that knot of pleasure. Each time it built the pressure in Nimble's balls. They clenched and precum started drooling from his tip. Pinned to the ground as he was, his cock could not get free of its sheath unless he moved his hips up, and if Nimble did that those fingers would slide deeper inside him, so he lay there, shivering and sheath oozing precum on the dirt while Husk continued to abuse his prostate.

"I hear cats cum fast. That true, kitten? You're the first I've caught."

Nimble couldn't open his mouth without moaning. His core became one tight little ball of heat and pleasure. His balls had drawn together, and he knew he would cum, but still Nimble tried his best to fight it.

With no luck.

The dam broke when Husk's muzzle pushed into his shoulder, then open mouth, drool, wash of warm breath, and teeth piercing his flesh. The pain sickeningly sweet and bright, with all that pressure in him... Husk twisted his fingers left and right, pounding that prostate while Nimble moaned into the dirt, cum leaking out of his sheath in messy waves. His dick never had the chance to get hard but already he came to a hyena's mating bite, and, without even realizing it, he humped back and forth on the dirt, trying to rub his cummy sheath and get those fingers deeper.

Nimble started coming back to his senses when Husk licked away the blood of the claiming bite he made on his prize. Thinking now might be his chance, he tried to break free of that grip. He managed to push his front off the ground before Husk slammed him back into the dirt.

"Come on, kitten. I know one isn't enough for you."

"I don't want it from you!"

"Hehe, say that all you like. I bet I still milk you dry."

"Eat elephant shit."

A snicker. The hand pinning Nimble down remained forceful as ever while Husk repositioned himself. The cheetah's nostrils flared as he picked up the other male's scent. It was acrid and strong, more virile than anything he smelled before. He wouldn't admit it, but it made his pucker reflexively squeeze on those fingers. Those two digits finally slipped free.

"Heh, clean kitten," Husk observed, "We're you planning on playing with yourself later, maybe?"

"Just shut up and fuck me," Nimble said. If he couldn't get out of this he wanted to get it over with.

"Keep up that fight, kitten," Husk growled. The heavy, muscular yeen now straddled the cheetah's thighs. Nimble felt those balls, each one twice the size of his whole sack, come to rest in his fur. Then his sheath, a meaty log of flesh, and finally, a warmer, firmer, length.

"Heh, I'm gonna make you scream, hehe."

It was already bigger than Nimble, and it still grew. Twitching, engorged flesh that slid further and further across his rump. Husk slowly rocked his hips, cock sawed along the length of the cheetah's crack and still that heavy cock grew. It had to look big on even this massive male. It shoved the base of his tail and shoved again past that before reaching its full length. All while those productive balls had been forcing precum to dribble from the fat, spade tip. Enough that it matted Nimble's white fur down there and pooled in the gentle pink star of his entrance.

Definitely bigger than any cat. Too big.

"Please," Nimble pleaded. "Don't do this."

"Heheh, come on, don't give up now," Husk said. "Where's that fight, huh?"

"That thing won't fit--"

"It will fit, kitten," Husk growled, lining up the dark red tip with his entrance. "Problem is, after I'm done, nothing else will ever fit right." He started howling at his own joke, which brought back all the humiliation Nimble felt.

"You fucking piece of shit stop gloating and--Ahhh!"

Husk cut him off with a forceful shove. After the tip, that girthy shaft split Nimble open like nothing before. His asshole clamped up, fighting the intrusion. His rim burned from being spread so wide, but Husk did not care. He snarled, "That's it, kitten, fight me!" His cock gave a violent throb and a gout of precum, enough to spill back out around the shaft, flooded Nimble's bowels. It eased some of the pain of spreading, but that burn remained as Husk slid deeper. A little roll of the hips became an agonizing eternity for the helpless cheetah, but yeen cock wedged deep and deeper in his body. It mashed Nimble's prostate, which mixed pleasure with all that pain. All those sensations left the panting feline helpless and confused, body longing and lusting and fighting from this intrusion.

Husk hilted, somehow. Somehow, Nimble took that enormous cock inside him, and worse than the sting around his rear was a different pressure. Another hunger in him. Nimble never once had been so full before. Husk let go of the cheetah's neck, but he did not try to escape. Cock stunned his body in place. Hot, meaty breath washed over his face. "Enjoy that, kitten?" Husk whispered, "You should see your face right now."

An open O. A howl emptied of all noise. Nimble felt emptied when Husk started to pull back, cock climbing out of that sore asshole before the hyena's strong, bigger body slammed back down.

Nimble screamed. Nimble came. Both things at once. His bowels and body exploded pain and pleasure like they never had before. Husk thrusted it all in one go and that was all it took. The cat yowled and quaked and more seed squeezed out of his sheath, still pinched to the dirt.

And they were just getting started. Husk took Nimble in long, gyrating strokes that left the cat to whimper, moan, and breathe. It seemed each forward thrust left Nimble more senseless, sorer for more. Even the sting at his rear mellowed to a minor annoyance while Husk hollowed him out. In repeated strokes, the hyena plundered the cheetah's body. The ground in front of his sheath became sopping with cum, matting into his fur as he rocked with every slam into him. Nimble's balls ran dry before Husk even started to pick up the pace.

Hyena laughter sounded over the clap of heavy balls on the back of his thighs. It sounded over his little weak whimpers and moans. Nimble became nothing more than a toy for this yeen to knot and vent his seed into. And Nimble wanted it. He was fucked too stupid to care about his pride. He wanted the yeen to knot him and fill his belly with as much seed as those hefty balls promised. They produced so much precum that Nimble's hole became a sopping, sucking thing--more a pussy than an asshole at this point. Except he had a tight, bottomless heat, which Husk filled till it stabbed all the way to Nimble's navel.

The cheetah thought he might pass out before Husk finished. He felt the knot balloon at the base of that wondrous cock, but instead of trying to force it inside Nimble's ruined rump, the yeen tugged his cock free and flipped his victim over. Nimble finally got a good look at his captor. Strapping, defined muscle barely hidden by fur, of a size to wrestle a lion to the ground, and that twitching, flexing, cock he held in his paw. It must have been the size of Nimble's forearm! Like taking his own fist!

Nimble watched, amazed, as that urethra on the tip flared before the first gout of seed sprayed across the feline's lean body. Husk's tongue flopped from his muzzle, looking the part of dumb scavenger, even though Nimble was the one fucked stupid. The first rope of sticky seed left a thick line across his white-furred front. Then the next almost fired right over him, the end of the arc landing on his brow. Husk tipped his cock down and jerked it furiously. Hot, smelly hyena cum spilled all over Nimble's body. Each weighty rope propelled with enough force to feel like Husk had been marking him. The continuous spray of cum outmatched his multiple orgasms.

Husk slowed to a steady drip of cum, having covered Nimble in his essence. Enough seed to sow the womb of every animal in the savannah.

And, no longer pinned to the dirt, Nimble's conical, barbed cock had gotten hard. It was twitching, drenched in the seed of another male.

Husk smirked and groped the cum covered cock and balls in a single paw. "See kitten, you had fun, yeah?"

Nimble couldn't speak, was too weak. Husk licked his cum off his paw, giving a satisfied growl at his taste. His musky, virile scent was the kitten's whole world right now. Nimble only needed to lick his lips to taste that strong cum.

"The marrow was very sweet. See you around, kitten."

***

A week passed before Husk saw the kitten. He had been relaxing under a tree, a bit outside the outcropping of boulders where most of his kin resided and made their homes. He heard claws scuff a stone and is large ears flicked in that direction. Without opening his eyes, he asked, "That you, Stalk?" His whiskers twitched, the scent he caught not a hyena's.

He lurched up and spotted Nimble crouching in grass.

"Oh, hello kitten. Back for more?"

The feline slinked out of the grass and sat cross-legged from Husk, falling in way that cats did. "How did you sneak up on me?" Nimble asked.

"Was easy. Parents not teach you to hunt?" So quickly that poor Nimble could only flinch, Husk reached out and grabbed his kitten, tugging the feline to his chest. Nimble yowled and fought back, getting the hyena to let him go. Husk laughed while Nimble scrambled backwards, making sure to keep more distance before he rested on one knee, ready to leap up if need be. "Haha, kitten still got some fight in him. Still got some of my scent, too."

"Fuck you, how did you get so good at hunting?"

"Practice," Husk said. "You're a young one, aren't you, kitten?"

"Not that young."

"See? I'm older. Spent more time hunting than you. Better at fucking too, eh?" Husk broke into more laughter, which Nimble weathered with a sour look.

"I want you to teach me."

"Teach you, huh? Would be fun challenge. See if you can catch you a predator yourself, eh?"

"I'm not interested in other predators."

Husk cocked his head. "What's the fun in that? I guess I will think about it."

"I'll let you fuck me again."

"Hehehe, miss me, kitten?"

"No, I'm just trying to offer you an exchange."

Husk, fanged smirk beaming, got up with a grunt so he towered over Nimble. The cheetah got to his feet, too, clearly nervous. "I will teach you, but you will tell me truth, yeah? You've missed it, haven't you?"

Nimble's dainty paws balled into fist. He quivered with a little rage released in an indignant huff. "Fine, I... I want to try that again."

"You liked it?"

"Yes, satisfied?"

"Heh, is a start, kitten. Now come here, I've missed my toy, too."