{"sf1_id":197303,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Blue Bolt Adventure #1: Medianoche","author":"The_Real_Threetails","words":3828,"posted_at":"2010-11-26T19:18:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Bondage","Fox","Jaguar","Lycra","M/M","Oral","antihero","leotard","outdoor","spandex","superhero","unitard"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/197303-blue-bolt-adventure-1-medianoche","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/197303","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=197303\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"\n \n\n \n\n \"How long have I been on this cliff?\" the fox said to himself. Clad only in his signature blue\n\nlong-sleeved leotard and matching knee-length spats on his footpaws, The Blue Bolt was beginning to\n\nfeel the chill of the night as the wind whipped against the treeline where he awaited his quarry.\n\n \n\nThe Creeping Horror was about to make his move, and there was sure to be a flurry of activity\n\nwhen the time grew near, but his lair across the bay seemed deserted.\n\n \n\nBlue turned the knob on his goggles, hoping to see something, anything. To the casual observer\n\nthey looke like a pair of old-fashioned welder's goggles, but they concealed a very sophisticated\n\nsystem.\n\n \n\nThe combination of state-of-the-art optics, infrared sensors, and light enhancement made it\n\npossible for him to read the date on a dime from across a football field at night. If he couldn't see\n\nanything now, there was nothing worth seeing.\n\n \n\n\"Buenos tardes,\" said a low, smooth voice.\n\n \n\nThe fox wheeled around, crouching into a defensive stance. \"Who's there?\" he said, scanning\n\naround, unable to see anyone.\n\n \n\nThat was when he felt a tap on his shoulder.\n\n \n\nSpinning around, his instincts telling him to fight, Blue saw a dark shadow roll away from him,\n\nthen spring to its feet.\n\n \n\nThere before him he saw a black jaguar, about six feet tall and clad in a skin-tight black and\n\nblue bodysuit, its pattern marbled and the fabric slashed here and there to let some fur show. It fit so\n\nperfectly to the feline's sinewy body that in the dark, it was nearly impossible to tell where the fabric\n\nended and his jet-black fur began. Over his head he wore a tight, midnight blue spandex hood with\n\nholes for his ears, eyes, and muzzle, with a silver letter \"M\" proudly displayed on his forehead.\n\n \n\n\"You are very quick, Señor Blue, but you really must trust your other senses,\" he said in a deep\n\nvoice, his every word seasoned with a melodious Latin accent.\n\n \n\n\"Who are you?\" said Blue, his tail flicking nervously, still planting both feet in a defensive\n\nstance.\n\n \n\n\"Oh, how very rude of me,\" the stranger replied. \"I am called Medianoche.\" With that he\n\nextended one leg and took a deep bow.\n\n \n\nThe Blue Bolt stood, sizing up the tall jaguar. \"Are you a hero, or a villain?\" he said in a calm,\n\ncommanding voice.\n\n \n\nMedianoche let out a warm laugh and took his seat. \"I am not always what you call... a good\n\nguy. I offer my services to anyone. It is very profitable, my friend. But tonight, I will be a hero.\"\n\n \n\nBlue folded his ears back, his lips curling into a disgusted snarl. \"A mercenary?\" he said,\n\nholding his hands in front of him. A ball of plasma appeared between them, glowing brilliant blue in the\n\ndarkness, flickering and humming menacingly. \"Give me one good reason I should trust someone\n\nwhose morals are for sale.\"\n\n \n\nAt this, the jaguar hung his head sadly. \"Surely you remember my brother, Mediodía?\"\n\n \n\nBlue shuddered, letting the plasma ball fade as his hands dropped to his side. \"I'm so sorry. I\n\ndid my best. I was too late. Just... too late.\" he said quietly.\n\n \n\n\"You tried to save him, and I am grateful, my friend,\" said Medianoche.\n\n \n\n\"What happened to your brother was only a test,\" said Blue, turning his gaze back to The Creeping Horror's lair. \"Some time in the next 24 hours, he's going to use that same particle beam against an entire city.\"\n\n \n\n\"Not until morning,\" Medianoche said.\n\n \n\n\"And how do you know this?\" replied Blue.\n\n \n\n\"Because he paid me to capture you,\" the jaguar replied. \"I was sent to betray you.\"\n\n \n\n\"You're not exactly helping with the whole... convincing me to trust you... thing,\" the fox\n\nreplied.\n\n \n\n\"We have a saying in my country: El sangre se valga màs de oro. Blood is more precious than\n\ngold. Besides, the idiot has already paid me. I have nothing to lose by cutting his throat.\" the jaguar\n\nsaid as he flexed his claws menacingly.\n\n \n\nThe Blue Bolt sighed. \"Then we wait for morning,\" he said.\n\n \n\nAt this the jaguar smiled. \"We still have... some hours, my friend,\" he said, striding up to Blue,\n\nhis muscles flexing under the tight fabric of his outfit. \"Several long hours, with very little to pass the\n\ntime.\"\n\n \n\nBlue let out a surprised yip as he felt the soft, furry length of the jaguar's tail brush against the\n\ncrotch of his leotard. \"I... I don't really think this is the time or place...\" he said as Medianoche\n\nsuddenly faded from view, completely invisible to even his infrared scope.\n\n \n\n\"Incredible!\" said Blue. \"You like?\" said a voice from behind. Blue suddenly felt a strong arm\n\npass around his hips and slide into his leotard. \"Hurf! D...don't even start!\" the fox said, blushing\n\nbrightly, his ears back in annoyance but his wagging tail betraying him.\n\n \n\n\"Oh, come now, Señor Blue, my brother told me all about your... affinity for males. I too find\n\nmyself rather taken by el cuerpo macho.\" Medianoche became visible once more, this time just in\n\nfront of Blue. He stood there, his tail lifted, bent slightly forward, showing the toned curve of his\n\nbuttocks rippling beneath the tight spandex fabric.\n\n \n\nBlue tried to look away, but couldn't. He found his eye drawn to the jaguar's graceful, sinewy\n\ncurves. He was insufferably beautiful, and yet... so dangerous. His mind screamed that this was just a\n\nplot to seduce and betray him, but his body rebelled. He felt the narrow expanse of fabric between his\n\nlegs tighten as his vulpine shaft swelled with lust. \n\n \n\n\"This really isnt...\" he began, his resistance weakening already.\n\n \n\nWith that, Medianoche put his arms around Blue's waist, pressing his warm, tightly clad body\n\nagainst the fox. Their lycra-covered bulges met, the lustful feline pulling tighter on his waist and\n\ngrinding their members together through the fabric as he leaned in and planted a deep kiss on the fox's\n\nmuzzle.\n\n \n\nIt was all Blue could do to keep from jolting the jaguar with 10,000 volts of electricity, if only\n\nfrom pure, raging arousal. The feline's warm, sinewy body pulsed under the tight, silky fabric that\n\namplified their every sensation. Every touch each gave the other was amplified by the delicious tingle\n\nof the fabric... nowhere more so than in their throbbing, straining cocks.\n\n \n\nSlowly, Medianoche began to move lower, caressing and nuzzling the fox as he went. \"Your\n\ncostume... I like this design very much,\" he said as his muzzle became level with Blue's tented crotch,\n\ncaressing his bare-furred thighs. Blue felt a warm, rough tongue run up the length of his engorged\n\nmember through the tight fabric, gasping loudly as he dark-spotted the leotard with droplets of pre.\n\n \n\nThe jaguar suddenly reached forward and pulled the crotch of the leotard aside, then took the\n\nfox's hard flesh into his mouth.\n\n \n\nBlue panted and groaned. Mediodía had never done anything like this! They had kissed and\n\nfondled in spandex many times, but had never taken it to this level.\n\n \n\nClearly, his melanistic brother was much less shy about the male body... and more experienced.\n\n \n\nThe feline never missed a beat as he bobbed up and down, his rough tongue tingling mercilessly- painfully, almost- on the fox's sensitive flesh. In only a few minutes, Medianoche was very close to driving Blue to a climax.\n\n \n\nThat was when he stopped, then stood up. The Blue Bolt found himself on his guard once\n\nagain. He had already allowed this to go too far; was this the part where a squadron of drones flew\n\nover the cliff and mowed him down?\n\n \n\nBut the night around them remained silent. Medianoche purred and leaned forward against a\n\ntree, his tail lifted. Blue needed no further invitation.\n\n \n\nHe reached for the opening in the feline's bodysuit that allowed his tail to pass through, then\n\ngently tugged downward. To his surprise, he found the fabric resilient enough to pull down and give\n\nplenty of access.\n\n \n\n\"Don't hesitate, zorrito. I have taken much larger before. Please, have me, it will be my\n\npleasure,\" said Medianoche.\n\n \n\nWith that, Blue slid his pre-slicked cock through the opening in the suit, prodding at the base of\n\nthe jaguar's tail until at last he found his mark. He pressed forward, letting out a long, deep moan as he\n\nslid on into the tight, silky entrance. He began to thrust, his lust long overpowering any sense or reason\n\nas he gripped the jaguar's thighs tightly, his body tingling from head to toe.\n\n \n\nMedianoche yowled as the fox's cock slid in and out of him, hitting deep and true with each\n\ninward thrust.\n\n \n\nThe Blue Bolt held him fast and made him his own, something he had needed for a very\n\nlong time. The fox was relentless, pounding away with a lust and drive few creatures could rival, and\n\nthe jaguar soon found himself burying his claws in the tree as he held it tight, bracing against Blue's\n\nincreasingly furious thrusts.\n\n \n\n\"Oh fuck!\" shouted Blue as he suddenly slammed his cock in to the hilt, his tail flicking wildly\n\nas the searing hot wave of sexual ecstasy shot through his body. Medianoche let out a long, wild yowl\n\nas he pushed back against the fox, letting him drive deep.\n\n \n\nThe Blue Bolt opened his eyes, breathing hard. It had been the most intense fuck he had ever\n\nexperienced... and at the most inappropriate time. Almost with haste, he withdrew from the warm\n\nconfines of the feline's inviting rear and pulled his leotard over his still-hard cock, turning his attention\n\nback to The Creeping Horror's lair as he adjusted his goggles.\n\n \n\n\"You see? I mean no trickery, my friend,\" Medianoche said as he adjusted the seat of his\n\nunitard, hoping desperately that there were no visible stains. \"I could have killed or captured you...\n\nperhaps... already five times?\"\n\n \n\n\"You've made your point,\" said Blue curtly, not once looking in the jaguar's direction. \"But we\n\nneed some way of getting in.\"\n\n \n\n\"Perhaps if the Blue Bolt were to surrender?\" Medianoche said.\n\n \n\n\"Surrender is not an option,: the fox said through clenched teeth.\n\n \n\n\"I think perhaps you have missed my point. Perhaps if you were to... 'surrender' at his gates,\n\nyou know, with no one with you that the guards can see...\"\n\n \n\nBlue raised his eyebrows, turning to Medianoche and lifting his goggles for the first time since\n\nthey had met.\n\n \n\n\"If the lives of millions didn't depend on something desperate, there is no way I'd trust you,\" he\n\nsaid.\n\n \n\n* * *\n\n \n\n\"What's this?\" said a big hyena guard, leveling his shotgun at the Blue Bolt's chest.\n\n \n\n\"I said I've come to surrender on one condition. The Creeping Horror may do whatever he\n\nwants with me, as long as he disables his particle ray,\" the fox said, holding his ground.\n\n \n\nThe hyena grabbed his walkie with his free hand. \"Boss, we've got a code 433,\" he said.\n\n \n\n\"Proceed according to... Wait, what?\" said an eerie voice on the other end of the line.\n\n \n\n\"I repeat, we have a code 433, that's 4-3-3\" said the hyena, starting to look nervous.\n\n \n\n\"Then bring him in, you idiot!\" the voice growled.\n\n \n\nThe hyena gave a nod. \"Right, you're coming with me. Hands in the air. March!\" he said.\n\n \n\nBlue held his hands in the air and walked calmly through the gate in the tall barbed wire fence,\n\ninto the yard of the massive compound.\n\n \n\nI hope that cat's still with me, Blue thought desperately.\n\n \n\nAs if to answer, he felt the very distinct sensation of a big, muscular hand groping the crotch of\n\nhis leotard.Damn you, Medianoche,the fox thought, gritting his teeth as he tried in vain not to show\n\nany sign of arousal.\n\n \n\nThe guard guided Blue into the compound and through a long labyrinth of corridors. They\n\npassed through three or four checkpoints, a guard at each confirming the identity of the guard and his\n\ncaptive.\n\n \n\nAt last they arrived in a vast, warehouse-like room. Catwalks spiraled up several stories, along\n\nthe edges. The ceiling was hinged in the middle, apparently meant to slide away.\n\n \n\nDominating it all was The Creeping Horror's massive proton cannon, much larger than the\n\nprototype that had been tested on the unlucky jaguar some days before. It rested on a hydraulic ram\n\nmade to raise it through the roof and aim it at the city.\n\n \n\nAll around, technicians in lab coats could be seen taking notes, checking systems, and adjusting\n\ncontrols.\n\n \n\nThe guard prodded Blue up a narrow flight of stairs, up to the catwalk at the very top level.\n\n \n\nThere, at a console filled with flashing lights and buttons, stood a crouched figure in a long\n\nblack robe with a bright red hood that hid his face and gloves over his hands. It was the Creeping\n\nHorror himself, his obscured features terrifyingly impassive as he eyed his captive.\n\n \n\n\"Ah, The Blue Bolt! What a pleasant surprise!\" he said, his voice a sepulchral hiss.\n\n \n\n\"I agree to surrender only if you agree not to use this ray against the city,\" the fox said with a\n\nscowl.\n\n \n\n\"Yes, yes, of course,\" The Horror said. \"Your sacrifice will not be in vain. It is, after all, you I\n\nwanted all along.\" He rubbed his gloved hands ominously.\n\n \n\n\"Then take me,\" said Blue, extending his hands.\n\n \n\n\"Strap him down!\" The Horror shouted.\n\n \n\nWith that the hyena was joined by several other guards, each wearing thick rubber gloves. They\n\npulled The Blue Bolt to a large upright round plate where several metal straps for his arms, legs, and\n\nwaist awaited, and strapped him securely in place.\n\n \n\n\"Comfortable?\" The Horror said, sticking a light bulb in the fox's mouth and laughing\n\nhysterically.\n\n \n\nBlue spat out the light bulb. \"Now disable the ray,\" he said firmly.\n\n \n\n\"No, I don't think I will,\" The Horror said. \"Now that I have you... Well, I have no reason to do\n\nanything you say, do I?\" The masked creature burst into a fit of shrieking laughter.\n\n \n\n\"Raise the ray and begin the firing sequence!\" The Horror shouted.\n\n \n\nAt that, his assistants began scrambling to and fro. The roof folded back, exposing the clear\n\nblue morning sky, and the ray began to slowly raise itself off the floor.\n\n \n\n\"Firing sequence initiated. Beginning initial check sequence,\" said an automated voice.\n\n \n\n\"You'll pay for this,\" said Blue, only shouting loud enough to be heard over the din of\n\nmachinery, his expression still calm.\n\n \n\n\"I'd like to see you try!\" said the Horror.\n\n \n\n\"Initial check sequence complete. Charging capacitors. Fail-safe point set at 50 percent,\" the\n\nvoice said.\n\n \n\nThe base of the ray began to glow as a loud whirring sound could be heard from the ray's builtin\n\ngenerators. Once the capacitors that fed the particle burst reached 50% capacity, it would be too late\n\nto trigger the abort sequence.\n\n \n\n\"Capacitors at 10 percent,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\nBlue looked around nervously, hoping Medianoche would make himself known somehow.\n\nEven if he'd had his goggles down, it would be impossible to see the jaguar, and it made him endlessly\n\nnervous.\n\n \n\n\"Capacitors at 20 percent,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\nBlue began to struggle in vain against the thick steel straps that held him, his body starting to\n\ngenerate brilliant blue electrical arcs as his pulse increased, his heart pounding in his chest.\n\n \n\n\"Capacitors at 30 percent.\"\n\n \n\nThe Horror laughed hysterically. \"Your little light show won't save you now,\" he said. \"My\n\ncapacitors are more than halfway to the fail-safe point. You haven't a snowball's chance of stopping\n\nme!\"\n\n \n\n\"Capacitors at 40 percent. Fail-safe point in 30 seconds.\"\n\n \n\nThat was when Blue felt it. A strong hand began stroking him through his leotard, causing him\n\nto go instantly hard as he strained against his bonds.\n\n \n\n\"Nnf! Not now!\" the fox hissed.\n\n \n\nThe groping stopped. \"Fail-safe point in 15 seconds,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\nBlue heard the very distinct sound of running, headed in the direction of the console.\n\n \n\n\"Fail safe point in 10 seconds,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\nSuddenly, red emergency beacons began spinning and sirens began blaring as the generators\n\nbegan to slow.\n\n \n\n\"Abort Sequence initiated. Discharging capacitors,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\n\"What?!?\" The Horror cried in dismay. He grabbed one of his technicians, a spectacled ferret,\n\nby the collar. \"How did this happen?\" he screamed.\n\n \n\n\"We don't know, sir, something must have gone wrong, the system must have sensed something\n\nwas wrong and auto-aborted,\" the ferret sputtered.\n\n \n\n\"No, it's been manually triggered,\" said a hare looking at readouts on a nearby computer screen.\n\n \n\n\"Capacitors discharged. Stowing beam and beginning final shutdown sequence,\" the voice said.\n\n \n\n\"Can't you stop it?\" The Horror screamed at the hare.\n\n \n\n\"No, when the abort sequence is triggered it has to follow through and completely re-set the\n\nsystem. It won't be ready for another hour,\" the hare said.\n\n \n\n\"I've had enough of you!\" said the Horror, grabbing the hare by the collar and flinging him off\n\nthe catwalk.\n\n \n\n\"Help me re-start my machine or you're next!\" the Horror said to the ferret as he ran to the\n\nconsole.\n\n \n\nNeither creature made it to the console. The Horror spun around as if hit by an invisible\n\nwrecking ball and then toppled over, and the ferret tripped, both of them sprawling on the catwalk.\n\n \n\nThat was when the jaguar revealed himself. He picked up The Horror by the neck, his fangs\n\nbared. \"And now, I have come to kill you,\" he growled.\n\n \n\n\"B...but I paid you! You work for me!\" the Horror gasped as the jaguar's hand tightened around\n\nhis throat.\n\n \n\n\"You killed my brother as I watched,\" Medianoche said. \"You are a fool!\" The jaguar's hand\n\ntightened cruelly around The Horror's throat, the poor creature only able to make rasping gasps in\n\nprotest.\n\n \n\n\"Medianoche, let him go,\" said Blue. \"Killing him won't bring your brother back.\"\n\nThe jaguar let out a deep growl, then threw The Horror against the console. The masked\n\ncreature hit hard, destroying several controls, but managed to get up, rubbing his throat gingerly.\n\n \n\nBefore he could order his guards to kill Medianoche, he stopped dead in his tracks as a transmission came over his walkie.\n\n \n\n\"Sir, our radar has just picked up a detachment of army helicopters headed this way!\" said a\n\nvoice over the radio.\n\n \n\nThe Horror looked around, looking stunned, grabbing at his pocket as if reaching for something.\n\nAt last, unable to find whatever he was looking for, he threw a switch on the wall, triggering an alarm.\n\nImmediately everyone, guards, technicians, and assistants, began running for the exits.\n\n \n\n\"This isn't over!\" shouted The Horror as he made for the stairs, making a quick exit.\n\nIn only a matter of moments, the room was empty. \n\n \n\n\"Isn't the machine going to self-destruct?\"\n\nsaid Blue, still struggling against the thick steel bands that held him in place.\n\n \n\n\"It would... if The Horror had this,\" Medianoche said, producing a small, harmless-looking\n\nremote control. \"I helped myself to it as the guards were seizing you.\"\n\n \n\n\"Well then,\" said Blue, \"I guess you can get me out of this thing?\"\n\n \n\nMedianoche said nothing, a devious grin spreading on his muzzle as he walked toward the fox.\n\n \n\n\"Please?\" said Blue.\n\n \n\n\"I think I will... but not right now, zorrito,\" the jaguar said. His large, strong hand strayed once\n\nagain to the fox's crotch, massaging his member through the tight fabric.\n\n \n\nThe Blue Bolt squirmed. \"Please... this is hardly the place or time... Dammit, Medianoche!\" he\n\nsaid, pinning his ears back and growling.\n\n \n\nThe sinewy black jaguar would have none of it. Without any hesitation, he pulled the fabric\n\naway from the fox's crotch and lowered his muzzle once again to Blue's twitching, aching member.\n\n \n\nBlue moaned, unable to resist this time as the feline eagerly began to suck his length. He was\n\nso used to being the hero, the one in control of the situation. This was so humiliating, to be taken\n\nadvantage of by a mercenary. And yet... it was so incredibly hot.\n\n \n\nBlue began to buck his hips against Medianoche's eager muzzle, the jaguar's rough tongue\n\ndriving him into paroxysms of pleasure with each thrust. Each time he thought he had reached the peak\n\nof his pleasure, the feline only catapulted him further into a stratospheric level of sensation.\n\n \n\n\"Damn you, cat!\" the fox growled. Medianoche simply grinned around the fox's cock, then\n\ntook his muzzle away for just one moment. He wet his finger with saliva, then slid it past the seat of\n\nBlue's leotard and under his tail while resuming his oral attentions, suckling twice as hard and fast as\n\nbefore.\n\n \n\nThe thick fingertip found Blue's prostate, and the fox threw back his head with a long, high-pitched feral yowl as a seismic orgasm raced through him, seemingly electrifying every hair on his\n\nbody.\n\n \n\nMedianoche purred as nearly an ounce of foxseed splashed his muzzle, dribbling down his chin.\n\nHe at last looked up, licking his lips. \"It has been my pleasure, Señor Blue, but I must be going now. Ah, but I am certain we will meet again, my handsome friend,\" he said.\n\n \n\nWith that, the jaguar struck a dashing pose, then faded from view.\n\n \n\n* * *\n\n \n\nAbout an hour later, a group of army rangers found Blue, still strapped to the same upright\n\nplate, his leotard pulled aside, exposing his still-sticky, still semi-hard cock for all to see.\n\nThe fox blushed brightly. \"It's not what you think!\" he said to the soldiers as they rushed to\n\nfree him.\n\n \n\n\"Never mind a little... erm... exposure,\" said one soldier, a black wolf as he eyed the fox's\n\nimpressive endowment. \"The world is safe once again. We can't thank you enough, Blue!\"\n\n\"It was nothing,\" the fox said, quickly covering himself again and rubbing his sore wrists once\n\nhis arms were freed. \"But now, I must be off!\"\n\n \n\nThe soldiers cheered as the Blue Bolt summoned a burst of electromagnetism, levitating over\n\nthe steel catwalk and flying gracefully down the stairs, off once again to parts unknown until the horn\n\nof destiny called him once again to save the day.\n"}