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"Let me Down, Tie me Up"

"AHH! Haaahhh! Ahhh!" Reggie was holding onto the headboard for dear life as Troy fucked him from behind, he could practically feel his knees buckling from under him as he was thrown over and over again into the solid piece of would, which then slammed hard into the wall behind it. Over the past month that had gone by, the duo had gotten progressively hornier and hornier toward each other to the point where Troy couldn't even resist the pretenses and just threw Reggie down to fuck his brains out.

Not that Reggie minded, as much of a moron as Troy could be, he definitely made it up in his enthusiasm. The fact that they lived together in a house with no other roommates helped as well, but neither bedroom was safe from their ravenous rampage. The flamedramon's thick, muscular body thrust into him with a girthy ten inch cock that made Reggie's eyes cross; the filling slapping against his prostate gave him an almost continuous stream of precum, and he'd several times cum without touching himself. The tiger's lankier form wrapped up and around the lustful mon's neck and he gasped and moaned louder still. He'd never been fucked this way before. Even after all the years he took enjoying being tied up almost paled in comparison to this new lusty roommate of his.

"N-not so close..." Troy whispered at Reggie who turned his head away and planted his hands onto the wall.

The pair had a rule; or rather, Troy had a rule: "It's not gay if they don't kiss". Which Reggie thought was really a dumb idea, but anything to open him up to the possibility of admitting the fact Troy was completely gay was worth living with.

"NNNHHH! FUCK!" Troy grunted as every muscle on his body flexed and tightened up. His cock slipped free of the tiger's ass and a geyser of heated cum shot all over his ass. "Nnfff...what the fuck are you doin' to me?" He growled as his lunges slowed, trails of cum dripping down Reggie's hips.

Reggie moved his hand to his cock to finish himself off. "I don't know, what do you think I'm doing to you, Troy?"

"St-stop... you can't do that." He put his hand on Reggie's claw and moved it away.

Reggie looked at the jock. "Why, did you want to do something about it?" He teased.

Troy shook his head. "I--uh, I don't want you leaving a mess on my bed. I mean what if someone could tell."

"Who'd be able to tell? Reggie asked, but rumbled in frustration when Troy failed to answer. "Fine." He replied and slipped off the bed. "But until we decide what this is, I think we'll need to set up a few more rules, you're not going to be the only one to get off here."

Reggie didn't wait for a reply as he grabbed his pants and stormed out the door, slamming it behind him. He was frustrated with Troy, he didn't know why he let him fuck him like that. There wasn't going to be any kind of relationship between them, so why give him his ass like that? He wiped a finger across his eye and made his way to the bathroom next door, discarded his pants on the floor and turned on the shower. He was still half hard, but wasn't interested in getting himself off now. He just needed to clean up and get ready for bed. As the water approached hot, he climbed in, only to be greeted by the dumb jock who had come in right behind him.

"What are you--" Reggie managed to start before the flamedramon shoved his back into the wall. "Oof! What the fuck!"

"Don't tell anyone I did this." Troy said as he climbed into the shower as well and grabbed Reggie's cock. The roughness of his fingers made him immediately get hard and Troy placed his lips and pressed his mouth down the tiger's shaft, which made Reggie go rigid, he never expected Troy would ever put a cock in his mouth; and he--wasn't bad.

Reggie gasped and huffed, bucking his hips as Troy worked his mouth along his shaft. He twisted his maw around slightly as he reached the base of Reggie's cock and slowly pulled back. It was as if Troy had been doing this for a long time. He could feel the flamedramon's tongue wrap around the base of the cock and pull ever so slightly before dragging it over the smooth flesh. Reggie wasn't sure if it was just the steam building up from the heated water pouring over the two of them, or if it was how Troy was almost expertly holding the tiger's claws against the wall as he asserted his control and worked his magic over every inch, but he was already getting pretty close to climax. "Fuuuuck..." he hissed as he was already getting close; Troy using his balls like a lever and pulling himself in with every tug. Reggie's moans flooded the accoustics of their small bathroom and he began to dig his claws into the tile as the lower part of his back slapped into them. He inhaled sharply and exhaled louder and louder each time. "I'm--I'm gonna--"

Troy cleverly slipped his lips off the shaft and squeezed down on the flesh with his hand, the flood gates had already been activated, there was no holding back and a thick, wet stream of cum fired across Troy's chin and trailed down his neckline, which he nonchalantly washed off with a handful of water; Reggie still looking at him with a stare of confusion, still panting and his body was trembling from that hefty exertion.

"Don't you tell anybody I did that." Troy said. "Got it?"

"G-got it..." Reggie replied before even really began to realize what had happened, and before he knew it, he was again alone in the bathroom.

Troy had already gone by the time Reggie woke up the next morning; he usually did that on the days he went to the gym. He got out by six in the morning to take the three mile jog and hang out with his friends. The tiger had spotted him on more than one occasion hamming it up on a weight bench, but after the night before he needed to talk to him. There were questions over what that blowjob meant, Troy had never accepted or taken a cock in his mouth and somehow he was able to effortlessly get Reggie off, and Reggie had several buttons to insure that it wouldn't take two hours for him to climax. He managed to do it in seconds.

Reggie's mind had begun to wander as he got on his bike and almost steered it directly into an oncoming van approaching in the street before straightening his balance and making his way down the familiar path toward the gym. By the time he'd reached there, the afternoon sun was already pounding down hard on the back of his neck and he dismounted just as he saw the gym doors burst open and Troy exiting with several of his friends and a mysterious girl hanging off his large bicep. They were laughing and carrying on even as they approached the parking lot; but Troy's expression faltered as he noticed Reggie standing on the nearby asphalt.

"Hey... isn't that your... nerdy roommate?" The blond hanging from Troy's arm pointed out. "What was his name? Dexter? Teddy?"

"What are you doing here?" Troy scoffed. "It couldn't be for a workout. I don't think you've even lifted a weight in your life, right?"

"I just came to find you." Reggie replied. "We need to talk."

"Bro. We got nothing to talk about."

Reggie glared at Troy. "Oh we've got plenty to talk about, Troy. And it can't wait."

"Sure it can." Troy said, his teeth grinding as he spoke.

"Do you even know him?" One of Troy's friends asked. "I thought you said you guys kept to your sides of the house and you guys hardly spoke."

"Hardly spoke? Living in the same house? Come on what kind of idiot--"

"No, no that's right. I don't talk to him, he doesn't talk to me. House rules." Troy interrupted.

"House rule--what kind of a stupid rule--?" He grunted as Troy shoved him, knocking him to the ground. "AHH!" He grunted as his elbow struck the pavement and he winced, clasping his arm. "Damn it, Troy. That hurt!"

"Oh, so sorry the little baby tiger fall down and hurt himself--" Troy taunted. "Why don't you get one of your other QUEER friends to kiss it and make it all better. I told you before dude. Fucking leave me alone."

Reggie was burning under his fur. He was absolutely livid over the flamedramon's behavior, and he thought he'd gotten used to it. If steam could be pouring out of his ears he'd be on fire right about now. He rolled over and started to get up, the girl on Troy's arm reached down to help him, and in his frustration, he swatted her hand away, and got up anyway. Growling, he shoved Troy, making him take a couple steps back with a look of surprise on his face.

"Okay, you spoiled shit. I'm tired of it! I'm tired of being disrespected, and insulted, I'm tired of covering for your ass over this last month, I don't care anymore who you hang out with, I don't give a shit who you sleep with, I don't even care if you find another god damned roommate. I'm. Fucking. DONE!" He said before an impulse grew in him, he pulled his arm back and brought his fist across Troy's face.

He didn't think it hurt him, he didn't even feel anything crack or break, but Troy fell to the ground anyway, probably out of surprise as he looked at Reggie like he'd just suffered the worst betrayal of his life all of a sudden. Reggie stormed off with his fists still clenched, leaving his bike, leaving everyone behind him, quickly breaking off into a full run just to get out of there.

It wasn't until later that night that Reggie had managed to calm down. Lying on his bed with his hands back behind his head, he watched TV from his laptop when he heard a knock at his door, and the soft sound of the knob being turned. Troy's head poked in.

"Hey." He said.

"Fuck off." Reggie responded, to which Troy nodded softly.

"Look, you left your bike at the gym, so I just wanted to let you know I brought it back. Just didn't want you to think it got stolen."

Reggie exhaled sharply and rolled his eyes. "Not like anyone would want to steal that piece of junk anyway." He glanced at Troy. "But thanks."

"And about today..." He leaned in some. "I-didn't mean any of that shit okay? It's just that I got kind of a reputation to keep up, you know? It's bad enough I got a que--gay roommate. But I mean if anyone found out we been fucking around...I don't think I'd be able to live it down."

"Oh but treating me like shit's okay then?"

Troy didn't answer for a minute, then exhaled slowly. "Look, I'm sorry. I just don't know how to express--"

"How about just being okay with it? How about treating me like another fucking person, Troy? Why are you such a jerk to me when all I've ever done was be nice to you and understand what you're going through?"

' "What I'm going through?"

"Bro." Reggie stared dumbfounded. "When are you going to wake up and smell what you're shoveling? You're gay as hell!"

"No I'm not. I'm--just fucking around. We're in college Reggie. We're allowed to get away with this kind of shit at college--"

"This isn't some sort of a phase, Troy. It's not like a drug you try once and get out of your system, you're fucking with peoples' feelings!"

"I'm no queer! You dick! I thought I was just being nice to you--"

"And to Antonio? That horse that sucked your cock? And who knows who else you've fucked around with while you walked around pretending these women on your arms meant something to you--"

"FUCK YOU!" Troy yelled before slamming the door closed.

Reggie listened for a few seconds and then heard the door across the hall slam shut too. He leaned back and sighed. "You're just not going to ease into this, are you?" He said to himself. "Guess I'm going to have to get serious about opening your eyes."

Reggie placed his entrance fee into the metal cash shelf which then retracted into the office behind the shielded counter. It opened again to reveal his locker key and the entry wristband he got again. He put it on and made his way into the back room where the storage lockers were located. He stripped down as he had done in the past and picked up a towel, but rested it over his wrist instead of tying it around his waist as he headed inside. If he was going to teach Troy about the lifestyle, he would have to get him started and in the roughest way possible to get through that thick skull of his.

As he made his way into one of the side rooms, he saw a group of large men standing around a smaller Renamon male who was hanging rather precariously by his arms from a conveniently installed bar on the ceiling. The men standing around were a thick-bellied orange tiger, a muscular bear, a gator with a bit of a muscle gut going on, and a lion who was thick all over. He walked in and the others purred at him in recognition.

"Good evening boys." Reggie announced as he walked in, he eyed the bear who was already fondling himself in enjoyment at seeing him. "Before we get to play, I've got a favor to ask; think I can borrow a couple things?"

The four were all over the tiger and agreeing almost immediately to his request as the lion tied a blindfold over his eyes and tied his arms back behind his back with a pair of tight, rough rope that rubbed roughly against his body. He gasped and twitched in enjoyment as his cock quickly sprang to life and a mouth, likely the gator's cavernous maw quickly took advantage of it. Reggie felt a pair of thick cocks now sliding through his fingers and he tightened his grip on them. Unable to move his hands due to the restraints, he felt as the two of them began to wetly slide their members along. Soaking his hands in their fluids as their variously shaped and sized cocks thrust into his hands like they were fucking some helpless kitty. He felt a pair of really large claws press down on his shoulders and he was forced into a doubled-over position. A rather loud purring noise pressed into Reggie's ear as the lion's deep, gruff voice whispered into it.

"So you really want some of our equipment, kitten? Think you'll be able to get out of this mess?"

Reggie's face was flushed, he could barely speak as he panted out his response. "Oh--I think I'll manage..." He said.

A collar was strapped around his neck and before he could react, he felt one of the men tug on it and pull his mouth directly over a thick, and dripping cock. He moaned as he took it into his maw, and another restraining strap was placed over his muzzle, so he couldn't open it any further than the cock's width and he gagged as it was pushed to the back of his throat. A pair of hands grabbed Reggie's ass and spread his cheeks apart before a rough cat tongue was pressed against his pucker. He gasped and grunted, his tail swishing around uncontrollably as he gulped down the cock in his mouth pressing against the back of his throat while his hands found a long, slick, wet cock that slid between his fingers already amped up for a good lustful time. He felt what was obviously the lion's barbed, wet member now slide against his ass and grind into his fur. "So this little kitty likes to play." He purred.

Reggie couldn't respond as his muzzle was being pounded and the leather strap around his face made it impossible to move away. The sloshing noises of the wet cock in his mouth almost drowning out all the rest of the sound. "Mmmpphmmm..." He gargled his approval and suddenly, he felt the piercing, brief sting of the thick cock being thrust into him. "MMMM!!!" He screamed out, which then trailed into a long moan of pleasure as he began to pour precum in thick, creamy loads down into the gator's carefully managed maw. If it was something Reggie wasn't a fan of, it was being castrated, but the cooled, collected and lustful growls from the man under him made it clear he wasn't about to bite down as his tongue slivered lewdly over every inch of the tiger's cock. His balls and shaft thoroughly drowning in the saliva-soaked mouth, gulps and licks of pleasure further enticing him to cum faster.

He could feel the gator grunt as someone had crouched down beside the tiger, and through a small slit at the bottom of his blindfold, Reggie could see that the bear had bent down to start fucking him at the same time. He watched as the pouty front of the bear's lips matched where Reggie's nipples were, and provided a nip onto one of them, clamping on with a deep suction. Reggie huffed and exhaled sharply, rolling his eyes back in pleasure. This was definitely a night for him to remember.

Two hours later, Reggie was making his way home in a bit of a stagger after putting his bike against the fence surrounding the house, he'd carried the tools home with him that he'd need to get his revenge and walked inside. It was quiet; Troy was probably already in bed, and as he reached the top of the stairs, he peeked into the small crack in Troy's door. Spying the beast of a man lying naked on his bed, snoring softly, the crook of his arm over his face to block out all light. It was then that Reggie decided to make his move...

***

Troy felt an itch on his nostril and moved to clear it, only to realize that his hand wasn't moving, then he opened his eyes to realize that he had been blindfoldedn and the weight of someone was resting naked on his stomach.

"What the--" He began to speak, and felt a hand touch his mouth to silence him.

"Now this is something I think you'd like..."

The person didn't introduce themselves, but Troy immediately realized. "R-Reggie? What the fuck?"

"You know, you're a pretty sound sleeper. Either that or I move like a cat. But I think this is what you need." He said as he raked his nails down the mon's torso, making him shudder and gasp in surprise. He grunted and began to struggle against his restraints, but Troy realized they were tied tight and he couldn't move his legs were the indications he wasn't planning on going anywhere soon. Reggie leaned back a little, his ass touching Troy's now obviously hard cock and Troy shuddered again. "Oh and what have we here?" He asked rhetorically as he moved his ass a little more intently against Troy's shaft, letting it slip in like a thick hot dog on a stripey-white bun.

Troy growled now, trying to struggle to get his arms freed. "Okay, that's enough, cat. Let me go now and I won't fucking kick your ass."

"Oh, I've dealt with a few scrapes in my time." Reggie said, leaning in to seductively whisper in Troy's ear. "I'm pretty sure I can handle myself. But what about you? Always so in control, so careful to not let anyone know your secret. Aren't you?"

Reggie leaned back and applied some weight to Troy's thick flesh, which only pulsed more with the pressure. Troy winced and gritted his teeth. "You--" He hissed.

"You want this ass, don't you?" Reggie teased, sliding his rear up and down again, letting his agile tail cup partly around the flamedramon's shaft, draping it over his tense balls. "But I get to control when you get it, and how slow you fill it."

Slowly, Reggie raised his ass, teasing Troy by pausing as he approached his tip. Troy visibly shook, trying to pull his arms from their tight bindings behind the headboard. His legs trying to snap together in an attempt to buck his hips, but he was getting no leverage and it only got his mattress shaking. "Ffffff--" His words were caught in his throat as Reggie reached the tip and began to apply pressure, slowly, almost agonizing in how he was doing this. He could already see sweat forming on the flamedramon's body, giving it a nice sheen that showed off his massive muscles as every one of them strained for freedom. "---UUUUUUCKKKK!"

Reggie's ass slid down the pole and he let a soft gasp out as he felt the thick cock squirm through the muscle of his hole. While one hand worked to steady his balance, the other never left that sticky sweat of Troy's torso as he lowered himself further and further until his own cock rested on Troy's stomach. Reggie rocked back a bit and then rocked forward, laying lengthwise across Troy's torso. Again, Troy tried to thrust, but had no luck, Reggie had all the control and he was using it.

He fell to the flamedramon's hilt, then back up again, his cock leaking all over the muscles of his abdomen. The pair growled in delight and Troy was shaking, not able to work up the normal pace he was used to. "Mmm good boy..." Reggie said softly, dragging his fingers over every ridge and bump on his flesh. He dropped back again, harder this time; it was enough to make Troy gasp for his next breath as he felt every inch of Reggie's furry body crawling all over him. He was terrified; but he also didn't want to stop as his arms fought to free themselves, his body rapidly climbing toward an explosive climax. This--this was fucking hot, and it only made him sweat more.

"G-god...damn..." He panted loudly as Reggie began to speed up the pace. Not seeing him, only hearing him growl and occasionally purr was all he could do. He felt the tightness of the tiger's ass wrapped around his cock as it grew wetter, and slicker the more he stretched himself on it.

"Hnn..nnn..." He heard the tiger gasp and grunt as a stream of hot fluid suddenly began to pour out, coating Troy's stomach, and shooting up to his chest. He didn't know if it hit his bed, he didn't care, he was writhing now. Desperate for release.

"R-R-Reggie... ANNNHHHHHHH!"

For a moment, it felt like a burn had coated his entire brain, Troy shook violently against the restraints holding him in place and he suddenly felt the most fantastic orgasm he'd ever experienced before. His body went into overload, pumping stream after stream of hot fluid into the smaller tiger. So much so that it began to spill out over him, and it just kept coming as he continually repeated the sound "Haaah! Ahh! Hahhh! Fuck...!" Over and over until the burn began to quell. Soon enough, Reggie collapsed onto Troy's chest, both of them breathing heavily.

Troy must have fallen asleep, when he woke up he saw that Reggie had left him drenched in his own fluids, the key to the handcuffs on his chest. Thankfully he was pretty flexible and it took him about twenty minutes to finally free himself from his bindings.

The next day, as Reggie got ready for his first classes of the afternoon, he noticed that Troy had left without so much a word. His door was open, his gym bag and book bag both gone from their usual places at the front door and he figured the jock probably went to hit the gym before starting his day. He didn't think much of it until he was leaving the house and he realized he didn't have his key with him. He'd given it to Troy so he could make a copy and forgot to get it back. Reggie checked his watch and figured he had enough time to swing by the gym to get it before heading to class. He rode the familiar trail down through the woods and eventually came across the gym.

The building was quiet, at seven in the morning only the most dedicated jocks made their way here and most of them took the morning to jog instead of working out in the weight room, but Reggie knew Troy would be on those weights like there was no tomorrow. He entered the building and made his way to the weight room where he was stopped by Coach Byron who mentioned that Troy was in the locker room and Reggie made his way toward it.

The locker room was dry with just a hint of musk and sweat in the air as he entered. "Troy?" He asked, but got no response.

Checking down the sets of lockers, he didn't spot that massive 'himbo' anywhere, he checked the locker and even the sauna in the back but nothing. As he made his way back toward the front he felt a wave of something wash over his back as something as quick as the wind blew in out of nowhere and suddenly grabbed him. Reggie tried to let out a cry, but was immediately silenced by one hand before being thrown across one of the benches between the locker rows a rope appeared with his assailant's other hand and quickly, he was tied with his arms underneath as a heavy weight rested on his ass. The rope was then tied back and around Reggie's shoulders, successfully tying him tight in place before he could even get a look at who--

"TROY!?" Reggie asked in a high pitched screech of surprise as Troy grinned at him, his naked body looming over the tiger in a frighteningly imposing manner.

"Just who the fuck do you think you are doing what you did to me last night like that?" He announced before taking a piece of velcro and using it to clamp Reggie's mouth shut. "Now you're gonna get it." He teased, draping his dripping, raging hardon over the smaller tiger's rump.

Reggie looked back in shock at this newly opened flamedramon, he had taken on a whole new level of brazenness to fuck a guy in a practically public locker room; and without hesitation, Troy lifted Reggie's ass and plunged himself hips-deep into him. Reggie let out a howl of passion, but was immediately muffled by the restrictive tape around his mouth. Troy had thrust into him with so much force that the only sound accompanying the slap of their bodies together and their pained, pleasured grunts was the sound of the bench being scooted six inches forward until it hit a locker and stopped. Reggie tried to move, his shoulders were tight to the wooden top of the bench, his wrists bound to almost-circulation cutting tightness under him and he was helpless as a kitten in the jock's massive, muscular arms. Their bodies collided again, and again. The harder Troy fucked Reggie the louder the slapping of them coming together got until the noise was echoing off the wall. He felt Troy grab his hips and thrust in again, harder this time and Reggie could again see the colors of the rushing adrenaline begin to fill his eyes as he moaned and looked up toward the lockers in front of him, catching glimpses of Troy's shape fucking him into oblivion. Troy's breath had worked up a gritty growling noise and his impacts were now beginning to lift Reggie's ass, hips and his legs from their spot resting on the bench. He wasn't going to last much longer and from the expression on Troy's face, he wasn't going to either.

Deeper, harder, faster. Reggie could feel the rope around his wrists beginning to burn down into his layers of fur, their bodies clashing together so hard that he knew his legs weren't going to forgive him in the next half hour.

"GRRRRRAHHHH!" Troy let out a most impressive roar that filled the locker room, and probably echoed down the halls and into the rest of the gym. Reggie wasn't far behind either, as the impact made him cum without even touching or rubbing anything against it.

The smell of sex immediately filled his senses and before he could calm down, he realized his legs were literally shaking. His feet fell apart and as Troy finally released his hips, Reggie dropped to the bench a panting, writhing mess. When Troy finally managed to pull his thick cock free, it spit a few extra lines of white across the tiger's already abused backside.

Finally, Troy managed to find a seat on the floor beside Reggie and smiled at him. "You know... I'm beginning to think you got a point." He said as he looked at the situation Reggie now found himself in. "Maybe I just gotta start admitting that I'm gay and stop all this hyper-masculine bullshit. What do you think?" He said removing the velcro from Reggie's mouth.

"What do I think? You start fucking guys like that and you're going to be hypermasculinely gay."

"Is that even a word?" Troy asked with a smirk.

"It should be... fuck I'm going to be hurting tomorrow--" He paused the moment Troy kissed him. Their kiss lingered for several seconds, which was enough to get another little rise from the cat. As they parted lips, Reggie was reduced to a whisper. "What--was that?"

"A thank you." Troy said. "And...maybe a promise there's more to come."

"I look forward to that. So you gonna untie me?"

"Nope." Troy replied, pursing his lips in defiance. "If you really want to earn my respect, you're going to have to do the same thing you had me do and free yourself." He then put the velcro back on Reggie's mouth, who muttered something incoherent as the flamedramon picked up a small pocket knife and dropped it onto the bench by Reggie's face. "I'll meet you back at home tonight." He said, giving Reggie another soft kiss before getting up and leaving him tied to the bench. "You better hurry though, gym gets out in about ten minutes." He said as he casually got dressed and headed out of the locker room, leaving Reggie to fend for himself.

THE END