The Merk Fur
((I promised i was going to, but i thought about not posting this one of my earlier works. Then i thought better of it. So here it is. the absolute first story i ever wrote. I declare open season. Also, please check out my journal for a story in progress that involves you guys))
With the silent grace that was his heritage, the young crossbreed made his way through the complex. The mercenary winced as he knocked his new appendage against the wall jarring his shoulder. "Damn set up..." Davin murmured to himself, "Should have known that commission was too good to be true... 'Test out a new arm' he said. 'Its completely legal' he said..." Eyeing his new right arm distastefully, Davin pressed on. Like a silent shadow, the young mercenary made his way, room to room, looking for an exit, or info to get to an exit. Making his way into a room, Davin felt, rather than heard the build of power. "Shit!" Davin dove for the entrance, but a door slid down and blocked his access. Knowing it was useless, Davin sat against the wall and pondered his fate. 'Think!' he demanded of himself. 'You know about these kinds of traps, hell, you use them yourself! There has to be an exploitable weakness!' looking around, the young hybrid examined the room while trying to ignore the wining hum that signified the buildup of a lethal charge in the walls and floor. 'They can't charge the ceiling...so if I can ground myself there, I might survive!' Hope flared for an instant and then was crushed by reality. 'As if you can reach it, the ceiling is forty feet up, and if I am not touching it as the exact moment of discharge, then I will be incinerated in mid-air by the arcing.' Sitting back Davin waited for his end. That lasted all of two seconds. "I am not going to sit here and die!" Davin growled to himself. With that he sprang up. Judging the noise to the level of charge that he was familiar with, Davin estimated that he had less than ten seconds to find a way to get to the ceiling and implement it. A smile crept its way across Davin's face. "No problem." Taking a running leap, Davin landed the wall. Before gravity could take effect, Davin leapt again, aiming for another wall. In this manner, he worked his way higher and higher. As he made his final leap, the walls discharged their energy. Davin screamed as the savage voltage tore through his body. Then, the pain suddenly stopped. Looking up, Davin realized that he had managed to wedge a paw into the ceiling. He was now hanging suspended forty feet above the ground. Looking down, Davin saw the reason he was no longer in pain. His new right arm glowed and crackled as the electricity ran over and up it, but the smell of ozone was faint, almost nonexistent. Panic jolted Davin from his revere as he felt his paw start to slip from the panel that he had grabbed.
Everything seemed to be moving as his paw slipped, dropping him to the ground. Fear gripped Davin. Not the fear of falling, his mother was to thank for that, but the fear that he was no longer grounded, thus susceptible to the energy still being emitted by the walls. The instant his paw left the ceiling, the circuitry behind the wall screamed as they burned out. Davin landed lightly on his feet, a brand new respect for his new arm filling him. "Maybe...I was a bit too quick to judge..." Davin looked around, wishing he still had his gun. The paw-held shell weapon. The arm hummed softly and an image formed in his mind. Davin was speechless as the arm's AI linked up with his own mind and began to run though a list of alternate forms. Davin was now impressed. "If I make it out of this, I am never going to have to pay for ammo again..." it was then he became aware of a silent hissing. "Oh Fuc..." He did not even get a chance to finish his explicative, before the nerve toxin knocked him out.
The crew of the Itania stared in awe as they beheld the Spectral Tempest. This eternally swirling storm was one of the world's truest mysteries. It had arrived around forty years ago when an asteroid had skipped off the planet's atmosphere. This freak accident not only knocked the planet into a faster rotation on its access but part of the acaroid's tail had actually fused with the atmosphere. It was truly a wonder to behold, provided you kept your distance. The most brilliant furs on the planet may not have figured out how the perpetual storm sustained itself but what they did know was that it was suicide to come within a three mile radius of its base. Fortunately the Storm, while powerful, was confined to one spot. But that was changing. For those onboard the_Itania_ the only warning that something was wrong was a pulse, like that of a giant heart-beat, was heard/ felt. The spectators awe turned to cries of fear as the Tempest sent out a massive lighting-strike. The center of the ship was vaporized instantly as the Dark energy bolt slammed into and then through the ship. Because of the immense heat the two halves of the ship didn't sink. The center portion of the ship had been cauterized by the Dark energy. As the Tempest drew the two peaces closer it drew strength from the fear of those who had the misfortune to survive the first strike. At the center of the impenetrable storm the Leviathan crooned to itself as the storm siphoned more and more of its mind.
"Soon ... So soon" echoed its voice, its tones melding with the wine of the storm.
3,000 light years away Davin awoke in a cold sweat. His arms and legs were bound to the floor and ceiling by the magnetic bracelets attached to his wrists and ankles.
It took awhile for Davin to open his eyes, the pain in his head nearly making him pass out again. Moving his head did not aggravate the pain, so Davin knew that its origin was chemical and not due to blunt force trauma. 'There is a bit of luck...' he thought to himself. As the pain receded somewhat, he became aware of his surroundings.
With a growl, he took stock of his body. Except for his Bio-mimetic arm he was nude. 'If only' ran through Davin's head as the thought that, in this position, he could be taken hard vary easily. "Fighting off this drug induced head-ache is hard enough without distracting myself with sexual fantasies!" he chided himself, his voice echoing faintly in the small dark room.
'The idiots! They didn't remove my arm.: The giddiness lasted for a second, before rationality kicked in. "They probably didn't know how.' he thought. Silently he reviewed his surroundings and he saw that he was not alone. There were two other furs in the room with him and, from what he could see; they were both lupine in body-configuration. Both were pinioned on either side of him. His dick began to come out of its sheath as an extensive world of could-be's and what if's raced through his head.
"Now, now," he murmured to his now fully erect member. "Escape now, sex later. Besides they might be females, or, even worse, not in to other males."
Ignoring the two fellow captives Davin exerted all his strength into freeing his arms from the invisible lines of magnetism in which they were hovering. The problem with that is that the captive has no way of knowing in which direction the magnetic rail is angled. If he was to struggle he could in all probability be pushing the highly magnetic bracelets farther into the potent field's line of force, thus making escape practically impossible. But there is one big flaw: it only works well for one fur.
Due to the fact that there were two others, Davin could make a good guess as to where the rail was and how it was angled by studying the positions of himself and the other two captives. No unpleasant task. Davin gnashed his teeth as his mind wondered into dangerous territory. What was infuriating wasn't the fact that he could not see the other two; it was that he couldn't see enough of them!
By now the ache in his crotch was almost unbearable. Desperation and lust fueled him as he exerted all of his strength into breaking the magnetic fretters that bound him. Slowly his paws began to move as he forced his way through the stream of magnetic energy, then; he fell forward as his paws broke free. As he neared the ground Davin's tail went to work. Whipping around, his tail he hooked on the leg of the fur pinioned next to him on the left, slowing his fall. His fall slowed to the point that he could catch himself with his paws without hurting himself. Now that Davin could brace himself properly he could free his lower limbs from the magnetic fretters. Another world might-be's ran through Davin's head as he reveled in the submissive position he found himself in.
'I thought I said escape now, sex later' he mentally chided the now painfully pulsing organ hanging between his legs.
'Now to break the bracelets on my feet' Davin thought forcefully, trying to distract himself from her predicament. As he bent to try to free his legs, the bracelets on his paws started to enter the magnetic rail for the fur's feet, almost hog-tying him. He realized that he needed to make sure that his paws could not get caught again before going any further. Davin was strong for a squirrel, thanks to his father and the natural results of cross-breeding, but that strength was not limitless. Reacting to his mental command his Bio-mimetic arm flowed into the shape of a blunt battle-ax. Praising fur kind that the living metal that made up his arm was not magnetic, he swung the arm energetically, smashing the now stretched thin metal restraint-cuff against the floor. Activating another mental link-up to his arm the battle-ax emitted a focused stream of plasma-energy that terminated a third of an inch away to form the battle-axe's edge. 'Now I'm going to have to be careful here' Davin thought to himself 'I don't want to hack off a limb or two...'. With careful deliberation Davin whittled away at the remaining cuffs pinioning his arm and legs. In doing so his arm accidently brushed his cock. Barely suppressing a groan of pleasure, he continued to lithe the cuffs trapping his feet. It was sweet sound indeed when the bracelets fell free, followed by the loud clacking sound as his foot-paws hit the metal floor.
"Now..." Davin growled to himself "about these other two." As he turned, the one pinioned on his left, the prisoner awoke.
"Fuck!" groaned the now awake prisoner "What the hell hit me...Oh fuck my head!" Davin's heart leapt as he found that not only was the prisoner a male he was Vary male. His fur was a light grey, but that didn't mean much. With the terrible lighting in the room were they were imprisoned, even Davin's own fur looked grey despite its actual fiery hue. His voice was warm and deep. But that is not what so engrossed Davin.
"This wolf is hung like a horse!" gasped Davin, and before he could stop himself he reached out and began to stroke the sheath and sack. The pinioned fur groaned pleasurably and attempted to thrust his cock into the feeling of a fur stroking him, his dick becoming Vary interested in the proceedings. Davin's mouth hung open as the lupine's foot long dick came into sight.
'He is huge!' thought Davin as he gently nibbled on the head. The now vary horny lupine kenned and tried to thrust his cock into that pleasure giving mouth. . 'But what if' ran through his head and was stifled as the now groaning fur asked Davin to stop playing with him, the male tempter, to stop rubbing him and to cut him down. Unless he was wanting to get fucked and Hard when he got free.
"In just a minute, sexy!" Davin chuckled, elated at finding another gay-fur. With a resigned sigh Davin left off kissing the engorged dick-head. With four deft motions Davin sliced off the magnetic bracelets that pinioned the fur. Davin fell to the floor, as the now free lupine literally fell on him, pinning him to the ground. Davin moaned as the horny wolf's cock poised at his opining.
'Please' thought Davin and the wolf seemed to read his mind and began to thrust himself into Davin slowly. Then he pulled out. He did this several times before Davin realized what he was doing.
"Please... stop teasing me!" moaned Davin with a hint of a sob in voice as the wolf began to pull out, having barely penetrated him. Growling, the horny wolf complied, beginning to pump in and out faster. The tempo began to increase until the wolf, rational mind shut off by the potent hormones flooding his system, through away all caution and began to take him Hard. The wolf thrust himself deeply into Davin, who began rocking, matching the pounding rhythm of the now feral wolf. As Davin neared his climax he began to nibble on the chest in front of him. This went on for a time, both locked in an embrace that defied all reason. The wolf, knot now fully formed, thrust himself hard one last time buried himself completely into the wanton squirrel beneath him. As Davin felt the wolf's knot enter him, he gave himself to the feeling of nirvana flowing through his body as the wolf tied them together as one. The wolf could hold out no longer, he howled as he climaxed into the Squirrel beneath him. Feeling the heat of the wolf's climax was the final straw. Davin, with a howl of his own climaxed all over their chests. Energy drained and slowly slipping into sleep Davin murmured to the fur on top of him.
"What is your name, sexy?" The wolf moved dragging both onto their sides as he looked lovingly at the fur now tied to him.
"My name is Peter" he murmured back as sleep took him. 'Peter' thought Davin as he slipped into unconsciousness 'you are mine'. Davin then gave himself to sleep as he cuddled next to his new-found playmate.
"Hell on Terrios has just been given a new meaning" thought the Mayor as he bore witness to the fury of the tempest. As the all consuming tempest began to rip apart the harbor the Mayor thought back to the message that he had received two days earlier.
'Had it really only been two days?' thought the mayor wistfully as the tempest proceeded forward and began to destroy the inner complex. Chuckling he remembered the panicked messenger that had brought the telegram, foretelling of the storms' immanent arrival.
'We don't know why this is happening, but we assure you Mr. Mayor that we will do all in our power to stop it!' the telegram had stated. With a sigh the Mayor of Illi, the second largest city on Terrios, dictated this reply. It was the last transmission that the other countries received it said plainly,
'I know you mean well, but stay out of this. The majority of the population here are the sick and elderly. They have let me know that while they would help get their families to safety, and that they would be staying behind. I will stay with them, as will my family because they feel, as I do, that there is no place to run. The storm has come and we now reap the harvest that we have sown. It is only a matter of time.'
"Close... so vary close" chanted the Leviathan as it felt its strength increased.
"It is almost time to complete the transformation!" it extolled. But unbeknownst to the howling being at its center the Tempest had its own plan. But it could wait, for now it let the foolish mortal creature at its center think it was in control. That would make the imminent betrayal so much sweeter. The Tempest would wait
Sinking into a blissful sleep Davin began to remember the past. His first conscious memory was that of warmth, of gentle and soothing warmth. But he could not remember the source of the warmth. Was it his mother holding him tightly to her chest? Was it the bath that he took with his father, splashing him playfully? Or was it the fire that had stolen his parents? Somehow they had lived through it, even Davin came through it without a scratch, but something had changed. Davin's parents were no-longer his own. They did not even remember him day to day. Luckily they were trusting furs. They believed everything that Davin told them. Every day began the same after waking up at the orphanage Davin would eat breakfast and then catch the 7:15 bus to the hospital.
"Excuse me, who are you?" would be the first question asked. On Tuesdays and Thursdays it would be his mother who asked on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays it would be his father who asked. Davin told them of his life, and they offered advice and opinions. This went on for about twelve years. Then something strange happened when he turned 14. Somehow Davin got himself transferred to an all girl school! He was pretty, and vary slender for his age and gender so the mistake was possible.
"They will find out soon enough." He thought to himself. "I'll go along with it...for now." At the beginning he went along because he enjoyed being around the girls. But as time passed he discovered something shocking. He was no longer reacting to the girls around him. At first he was just like any other guy in the same situation, getting raging hard-on's in the locker room. But then during his sophomore year he discovered that it was not happening anymore. As time passed he began to get in to what the other girls were saying.
"What is happening to me?" he wondered to himself. He began to worry about his lack of sexual reaction to things that used to get him hard in seconds. Then it began happening again, but this time it started when the girls started talking about their ideal guy! Fantasy after fantasy of being taken by a sexy male ran through his mind as the girls around him began to describe in great detail, every detail, their ideal guy. That first night after the girl's fantasies began to be voiced in the locker room, Davin began having strange dreams. In them he was always naked and wantonly riding a fur hidden by shadow. Over and over he had this dream until; finally, he came to a conclusion.
"There is only one answer that explains everything," He said quietly to himself having just woken up from another dream, in which he was not only riding a fur, but the fur was doing him from behind, holding his paws behind his back as his mouth was filled with a giant cock. "I am gay, that is the only possible answer." He asserted as he recalled the feeling of absolute bliss accompanying the feeling of the cock being pulled out of his mouth and his face sprayed with semen.
"But how, and when?" Davin wondered to himself. "When did this start happening, and how did it start?" These were the questions that ran through his mind as he went about school and life. Hoping things would not collapse.
Then, when Davin turned 18, everything began going wrong. It began at a wild party that the girls in his dorm attended. They partied the night away at the boys collage three blocks down from the school. Davin attended in the capacity of driver. Just two weeks earlier there had been a massive wreck in which two of Davin's dearest friends had been killed. They and the two boys that had been with them had been under the influence. So it was with Davin's passionate insistence that someone should go, to be the driver, so that the girls would not drive drunk. Taking this as an offer for his services, the girls arranged matters so that he would get an invitation.
"How do I get myself into these things?" Davin complained, voice cracking.
The girls who heard this paused. Davin had been part of the choir for three years and they had never heard his voice crack before. Then they blew it off.
"She has been crying about Elisabeth and Carly ever since the accident." The told each other "They were vary close, so it makes sense that her voice is raw from all that crying."
Hearing this, Davin excused himself and went to the bathroom. Inside he confirmed his fear. His voice was undergoing the change. He had hit his puberty.
'This is not good' he thought to himself 'here I was thinking that I had managed to be frozen. How can this get any worse?'
He would find out later that night.
"Take care of yourself, Davin!" shouted Darla "Though they will tell you otherwise, this is a bad part of town!"
"Thanks Darla, I will be careful!" Davin shouted back.
Since Davin had never got a car, for fear that his driver's license would give him away, he had borrowed Darla's to chaperone the varying degrees of intoxicated and inebriated, girls home. It wasn't all that inconvenient, being only two miles from the small apartment that he now lived in. As Davin walked past a seedy looking bar, a lone figure stumbled out. It was only through Davin's' quick intervention that stopped the fur from stumbling into the busy street.
"Need to piss." groaned the fur. Rolling his eyes, Davin said "Lean on me, I'll help." Guiding the inebriated fur into a nearby ally, Davin politely looked away while the fur relieved himself against the ally wall.
Stepping away from the fur Davin watched as the fur began to walk away. "You need to be careful." chided Davin softly as the stranger tripped on a section of un-even sidewalk. "It gets rough around..." Davin was cut off as the stranger, moving deftly, spun Davin around and gently but firmly pressed him against the opposite wall.
'What is he doing?' thought Davin, until he looked into his captors eyes. In them Davin saw pure lust.
'Oh...crap...' ran through his head until his captor started deftly playing with him. Then Davin's mind shut down. With a gentle roll the stranger had Davin pinned in a way that left his paw free. He then began to slowly kneed Davin's chest. Gently murring at this feeling, Davin put up little resistance as his captor slowly slid him to the ground. As Davin lay with his back against the wall the stranger squatted, showing off his massive cock, and began to softly trace delicate patterns with the tip of his claw. Davin's eyes glazed as the sensations grew, the fur's paws slowly starting downwards. With a tearing of cloth Davin was totally exposed, and open to whatever whim the fur wished.
"So little one, are you enjoying this?" crooned the stranger, in a soft, warm voice.
"Yes! Please... don't stop!" whispered Davin his voice full of longing.
To that the stranger replied, "Fine but let us start at the beginning." And with that said he began to rub all over Davin's chest drawing a pleasured moan from Davin's throat. Then gently moving Davin up into a kneeling position he gave Davin a long, passionate kiss. Leaning into the kiss, Davin felt the stranger's cock rub against his sack. Paw dropping down, the stranger fondled Davin's sack, squeezing gently until Davin's moans raised a notch.
'I should be scared.' This thought floated through the haze of Davin's mind. 'Why am I letting this happen? He is a complete stranger.' All he could find for an answer was a potent peace and a small stinging sensation next to his sheath.
'He drugged me, I'm being raped!" shot through his head.'
Davin moaned as the strange fur began to fondle his sheath and sack in earnest. With an expert twist the stranger freed Davin's cock from its protective home. Without stopping the rubbing of chest and cock the stranger mentally converted the trench-jacket he wore. Splitting into four pieces the jacket fell to the ground and transmuted into a thinly padded mat. Gently pulling the now semi-comatose Davin onto it and gently positioned him on his knees, with his ass in the air. The now naked stranger lay on top of his willing victim.
"This will hurt for awhile, but then it will get better." The stranger warned Davin. The stranger then asked, his voice full of concern "Are you sure you want this to happen?"
By this time Davin's member was at full length and stiffness. He looked the strange fur full in the face; Davin's piercing blue eyes matching that of the stranger's.
"Yes, do it! Take me now, please!" Davin earnestly pleaded with his captor. With a slight nod the stranger began to rub his dick around Davin's opening. Smearing his pre liberally around the virgin anus he poised only long enough to take Davin's tail and place it in a more comfortable position so that it would not be crushed by the throws of what was about to happen.
"It will be quick" promised the fur and then with one savage lunge impaled Davin completely. Davin's back arched and he screamed as he felt the pointed cock enter him, tearing through his anal ring, taking his virginity. Holding the now crying fur to his chest the stranger gently stroked Davin's chest as he waited for the pain to subside.
"It hurts! It hurts!" Davin cried, tears in his eyes, as he dug his fingers into the mat. His legs were trembling with the effort of supporting the stranger. The strange fur squeezed Davin and gently crooned that the pain would soon go away.
As his sobs grew lesser Davin began to feel something. Inside of him there was a pulse that rapidly began to overrule the pain. Then the pain disappeared completely as the pulses began to become something more. Then Davin began to feel warm and full, like he had just drunk some hot soup. The white hot fire burning in his ass, cooled and became something soothing, like being immersed in a warm bath or lying in the summer sun.
"It's so warm" Davin murmured his tear stained face showing wonder. The strange fur smiled and asked if Davin was ready for the next step.
"Yes" Davin replied breathlessly.
The stranger smiled humorously at some internal joke as he began to slide in and out of Davin. It hurt at first, the cock irritating the torn edges of his ring, but then the pleasure started. Once felt, it began to increase exponentially. Davin gasped, as the strange fur began to fuck him. As Davin felt this new feeling he remembered his incredibly vivid dreams. Tipping his head to one side, Davin managed a whimper before his mouth was sealed by a kiss.
Breaking the kiss the strange fur looked at the now gently murring fur on top of him and smiled at his inexperience. The strange fur then began to murr as the now, vary aroused fur began to rub his chest against the mat. Then Davin began to rock and clench in time to the strange fur's rolling tempo. The strange fur's eyes widened as the little fur on top of him began pleasuring his cock.
With a moan, the stranger knotted Davin, climaxing. Feeling the hot orb enter him and then the hot fluid enter him brought Davin to the edge. Then the stranger began to squeeze Davin's now fully formed knot. Too much pleasure to deal with all at once, Davin fainted, collapsing, as his body was racked by an earth-shattering climax.
When Davin woke up he was in his bed, in his room, in his apartment.
"Was it all a dream?" he murmured to himself. Then as he pawed aside the light blanket he winced as a flash of pain flashed trough his body.
'No, it wasn't' Davin mentally groaned 'my ass is killing me!'
'Wait... why am I in my house? And if that fur brought me here how did he know where I lived?'
Looking around he saw a piece of paper on the table. Slowly getting up, Davin limped over to the table. His eyes widened as he saw what was written on it.
'Hi there, Davin! You were great last night! It was kind of weird experiencing that from the other perspective this time. By the way, if you hadn't pieced it together yet, I am you. Your future self, that is. By the way, the serum I injected you with is only part of the reason why you weren't afraid. The other part was the fact that I/you had already experienced that yiff, so when we were in close proximity the line between our minds kind of faded out. Anyway back to the vital stuff. The stuff I injected you with is a performance enhancer. By the time you read this note it will have done all it can do. Your speed, strength and reflexes have now multiplied by a factor of twenty squared. Trust me you will need it today. Around 12:30 a gang will hijack the school. It is now up to you to repel it. I am not allowed to interfere anymore more than I already have. So... Good luck!'
'This... this is... too much.' Davin thought stunned. But when he thought about it, it did make sense. The locks on Davin's door could only be opened by Davin speaking his name and pass code. You could replicate appearance but you could not replicate a voice print. And Davin knew for a fact that he did not sleep-talk. Glancing at the clock he stared in horror.
"OMG! I am going to be late for school!" He rushed around gathering his supplies and then quickly through on a set of clothes.
Slowly returning to the world of wakefulness, Davin felt a deep feeling of comfort and safety in the arms of his lover, despite the fact that they were still prisoners in a strange place.
"Morning, sexy" Peter growled as he affectionately rubbed Davin's head "You were great!"
Murring gently, Davin pushed himself further into the Wolf's warmth.
"Oh Peter, thank you! I really needed that! You are a life-saver... or at least a sex-saver!" Davin giggled as he buried his muzzle into Peter's chest, taking in the male's sent.
"Hey, Hey little slut! We are still prisoners; We don't have time to yiff all day...or week!"
Davin gazed lovingly up at the smiling eyes of his lover, losing himself in the calm brown depths.
"Alright, alright..." Davin said with a touch of sardonic humor showing through his small smile. "First let's free that other fur, we'll escape together."
Moving reluctantly from his lover's warmth Davin shifted his arm back into the battle ax from (note from the writer, his arm is like wolverine's claws, it requires constant control, if he is asleep/unconscious it automatically reverts back in to his arm.)
With energetic strikes he freed the other pinioned fur from the magnetic rail's effects. Falling heavily to the floor the prone fur didn't move.
'That does not look promising' thought the now worried Davin. Turning the fur over Davin caught sight of a face that he had not seen for twenty-eight years.
Noting his partner's distress Peter hastily slid over and embraced Davin from behind.
"What is it lover?" He asked as Davin began to tremble violently.
Davin's soft question caught Peter totally off guard.
"Dad?"