The End
#8 of Before
As the title says this is the end of the series. I really enjoyed writing it and hope you enjoyed reading it. Leave me some comments if ya like. (Warning M/M etc.)
Chapter 8 The End
There's the pounding. The familiar beat, at first I think it's my heart reverberating off my ribcage but no such luck... There's pain. Not from gashes along my frame but from behind me. I struggle to open my eyes. My sight is blurry, and everything is moving to the beat. I finally pinpoint the thumping's source. I look behind me and in surprise see the black bear, Mr. Hathing! "Bout time you came to, I was getting lonely." Those words... have I heard them before? Wait! I'm in Mr. Hathing's office! He's still going at it! But... hasn't this already happened? I suddenly feel nauseated. The pounding feeling at my rear slowly subsides to numbness. He finally pulls out of me saying, "Well boy, you are free to go. See you tomorrow." I just lie there on his desk. Too confused to think or move. "You hear my boy! Get lost unless you want some mo..." He's cut off by a knock at the door. He turns in shock as the handle jiggles.
He turns to me and whispers while throwing his shirt on, "Get under the desk!" I still don't understand. This already happened... hasn't it? Mr. Hathing grabs me by the scruff of my neck and drags me under. He throws all our clothing under with me and replaces his desks fixtures hurriedly. Placing the garbage can over the sticky mess by the wall he calmly asks, "Who is it?" While unlocking the door.
"Fang Johnson, sir." the voice replies from the other side of the door. Mr. Hathing sits down in his chair and scoots it in close. I have already moved out of the way of a incoming chair wheel. He scoots the chair a tiny bit closer, preventing anyone else in the room from seeing his partial nudity. But I already know how this is going to go down...
"Come on in," Mr. Hathing beckons. I can hear the doorknob move once more and then the door squeak open. If this continues they way I know it will... tomorrow will I just end up in front of that mirror bloody again? Will Fang not be with me tomorrow? Will my parents praise me for rutting him? Will Mr. Hathing be fired again? Fang enters the room just as I had seen before, standing timidly in the doorway for a moment. "Take a seat my boy." Mr. Hathing says. "You know why you're here?"
"Is it the incident today in the locker room?" Fangs voice is deep and soothing as he takes the seat. Am I suppose to do something different? Change this mess somehow?
The recurring conversation between the two continues. "Yes. But thankfully for you, Mr. Smithfield is terribly sorry and is going to be punished for a very long time. You won't be getting any trouble from him now." Mr. Hathing kicks me slightly but I saw it coming so it hurt less.
"That's good to hear sir, but I was wondering if you could let him off easy, ya know? It being the first day and all..." Fang is once again trying to get my punishment removed... What should I do? How would it change things... I keep pondering over and over in my head.
"I don't know... he is quite the little asshole if you ask me." This is when Mr. Hathing wants me to suck him quietly under the table... No. Not this time. As he places his hands on the back of my head I squirm from his grip and move from under the table. I stand, sweaty tired, and nude before Fang and Mr. Hathing.
"No! This is not happening again! Fang he raped me just now!" I shout. Fang glares at Mr. Hathing and on queue punches him in the face and once on the floor kicks him in his naked groin. I get the file cabinet key from his desk and tear up the form he made me sign. Briskly pulling on my clothes Fang and I leave his office. I turn for a moment to shout back at the bear, "I'm telling my parents. And they'll be thrilled! So unless you wanna be fired I suggest you forget about our deal!"
Fang looks at me confused, "You okay?"
"Yeah I'm alright. Thank you." Fang helps me to the bathroom where I clean myself up. I check my reflection in the mirror. I look as fine as ever, my white fur glinting slightly with sweat but other than that fine. I can't help but imagine the blood stained fur dripping crimson down my chest... How do I stop that?
I turn to find Fang relieving himself at a urinal. "Fang. Do you love me?" I had better get this out of the way now... otherwise I might end up suicidal tomorrow if he's not there.
"What?!" Fang asks shocked, turning while zipping up his fly.
"If you and I spent the night together. Would I wake up the next day with you beside me?."
"Uh..." He stammers.
I try to recall something he told me. "After all you put me through, don't I deserve that?"
"... I hardly know you... but, I suppose so."
I approach him slowly, my face growing closer to his. "Can you promise me that, otherwise I'm better off dead." I can tell I'm making him nervous, a drop of sweat rolls down his black furred face. He pulls me into a kiss. It is by far the most passionate kiss I have received from him. "That's a yes. Now let's go get some Crunch Burger and fuck before my parents get home." His eyes go wide. "You know you want to, and better yet I know you want to. So quit playing it off like you don't."
"Heh to hell with Crunch Burger then!" He says pulling me to the bathroom floor locking me in a kiss. In between harsh gasping breaks in the kiss Fang strips out of his clothing. I merely undo my pants and allow all three of my cock's to spring free. "This is... kinda dirty." Fang says between gasps as he revels in the sight of my sex sticks.
I chuckle, "Don't worry, it'll be cleaner in the shower later." Fang raises one eyebrow and I give him a playful wink. He immediately takes one of my penis's into his mouth and begins to suckle on it. I flashback to the blowjob he gave me in the locker room. The sensation is wonderful but it leaves so much to be desired, especially when I realize he is only appeasing one third of my lust for him... "Fang wait."
He looks up at me, my penis still in his throat. "Let's take this to my house. Someone could walk in at any moment."
"True, okay." He re-clothes himself while I struggle with stuffing my hydra into my jeans. He leads my to his car and I climb in. "How did you know that door was broken?" He asks bewildered slipping into the drivers seat.
"Eh. With a convertible what are doors for?" We both laugh. He heads directly straight to my house. He didn't even need me to tell him where I live. Either way once inside we immediately begin stripping out of our clothing as we head up the stairs, leaving a trail of clothing behind us as we find our way to the bathroom. We enter the shower together, lips locked while we did. Turning on the water we are immediately sprayed with cold water, causing Fang and I to cling to each other even tighter. "Do you want all three... anal?" I ask, my penis's all at attention at the thought.
"Be gentle with me," Fang says bracing himself against the wall, butt exposed for me. I look at my penis's, all three at twelve inches and my knots already formed. Positioning their tips together I press them to Fang's tail hole. He grunts softly at the pressure as I begin to push behind him. I groan as I apply more pressure, but sadly they don't slide in. Sighing I aim my top most penis at his hole and press it slowly into him. He shudders, and gasps for air, "Is... is that all of them?"
"Uhm try one..." I admit honestly while pushing one of my dicks to the knot.
"Oh my god! You're gonna tear me in two!" He shouts, squirming for a moment as I make another pass through his anal ring.
"Calm down. We're gonna take this slow and see how it goes." I reassure him. "You're a virgin back here?" I ask curiously as I build up a slow steady rhythm. All the while my other two penis's achingly unsatisfied with the shower so far.
Fang begins to moan softly as I begin to pour on the heat, going just a bit faster with him. "Ah yeah. Gimme more." He lustfully muses. I slow my rhythm to the point where I am able to steadily aim my bottom left penis toward the occupied pucker. Leaving merely the tip of my first cock in him I angle and push the second forward and with a grunt of exertion slip a second head in. With a gasp Fang takes a second cock into his ass. He begins to breathe heavily as I continue my rhythm on him. This time however I feel his ass squeezing down harder on me, trying to expel the intruders. I can hardly speak at this point, the pleasure is so amazing! I want more! Between thrusts I look down to begin angling my last dick. I can clearly tell that it is almost impossible for this last one to find room inside but I need to try. "Fang, on the count of three push back on me, okay? Can you do that?"
"Y...yeah" He stammers nervously.
"One." I push wet hair out of my eyes. "Two." Fang takes a deep breath while I take aim. "Three!" Fang pushes back hard and I shove forward. The resistance gives way and I enter him. Fang gasps and I moan loudly. His ass spasms continually around me as I start up thrusting hard and fast. The pleasure is too intense to go slow. Fang and I are moaning with extreme exertion as I thrust into him. I look down to make sure all three of my dicks are in him and sure enough they are. But looking down I see all three of my apple sized knots, begging to enter him too. I should be happy to have got this far right? But how do I know I will wake up tomorrow and he'll still be there. Is a kiss enough? Is this enough? If I triple tie him then I know he'll be there...
"Fang... one... ugh... last thing. Let me... tie... you." I ask between the pleasure. There is no response, instead Fang just glances back at me, breathing heavily, and smiles with a wink. That is simply all the reassurance I need. Pushing forward with all my might, flattening Fang's body to the wall, shoving like charging rhinoceros. With a pop I enter him. Fang's silence ends with a, "Holy motha fucka!" And I jackhammer on him as he shudders and spasms beneath me. The already tight confines of his ass became even tighter and suddenly clench down hard on me. I can only assume Fang came from the pressure. It's not long before I am spent as well, my penis's cumming one after the other for two full minutes of release. Together we slide to the floor, worn out, and exhausted beyond humanly possible.
"I do love you, Ethan." Fang admits before passing out. The water is warm now and I don't fear tomorrow. Fang will be here with me.