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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM on SoFurry .

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A Story in an hour or day, these kinds of stories are not edited so it will be a bit rough and might not flow as nicely as some of my others. Sometimes these turn into bigger stories further down the line, but mostly these are just flash in the pan ideas I need to get out of my head before they cause congestion and block other longer story ideas.

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“What now?” Howard grumbled when he saw the flashing blue and red lights behind him. The coyote knew they were for him; he was the only other vehicle around for miles, barely anyone else that didn’t live in this neck of the woods even knew about the backroad he had taken specifically to try avoid such an encounter. With a sigh of resignation, the coyote pulled over onto the shoulder of the road and waited for the officer to approach his window.

Howard Clarkson was on his way home after taking his two young twin boys, Richard and James, out to their first ever hockey game. They were both so worn out from all the excitement that they didn’t even register when the officer’s flashlight shined across their faces. Thankfully the officer was kind enough to nod back toward the rear of his own vehicle for them to talk without the risk of waking the sleeping kids.

As quietly as he could, Howard collected his documents and exited his vehicle. He had the good sense enough to leave the heater going along with the radio turned on low to try comfort his boys. Hopefully this wouldn’t take too long, there would be hell to pay if he kept them out too late. They had school in the morning, and their mother wanted them good and rested as they had to be up early to catch the bus.

“So…Howard, is it?” The large friendly looking white ram spoke first after the slender coyote handed over his papers and driver’s license, once he reached the back of the patrol vehicle. “Any particular reason you’re on this road so late at night?” the officer asked as he handed the coyote’s information to his partner still in the vehicle to run through the system.

“No, just a shortcut. I live in the area, fastest way home is all” the canine replied, trying not to look nervous. Truth be told, he’d had a couple drinks with his friends at the game and there was a good chance he was over the legal limit, even though he technically wasn’t drunk. Normally that wouldn’t be a problem, but the coyote was already so close to having his license suspended as it was, this would be the last strike. Howard had already told his wife that he wouldn’t drink tonight, so if this got back to her, there would be even greater hell to pay, and then some.

“Really, because you’re looking a little unstable on your feet there son” Officer Reynolds, a black and white mottled goat, noted as he joined his partner after having completed his checks. Though the goat was smaller than his partner, he was still a good head and a half taller than Howard, better built too. That was what the coyote got from relying more on his smarts than his brawn his entire life, he was nothing but a scrawny scruffy canine.

“I’m fine, just a little tired is all” Howard tried to lie, but he knew the officers could probably smell it on his breath.

“Son, have you been drinking tonight? Because according to the system, you’re on your last strike” Officer Parham, the large white ram asked with a raised brow. “If we do a breathalyser and it comes back positive, we’ll have no choice but to take your license and throw you in a cell to sleep it off…is there someone we can call to come pick up your kids?” the ram pressed on, sounding sincere.

“Oh god, please don’t call my wife. Anything but that, I’ll do anything, just…just don’t lock me up, please!” The slender canine began to beg pathetically, dropping to his knees before the two officers with his hands clasped in a desperate prayer to whatever gods might be listening.

The look the ram and goat shared should’ve been the first warning sign that something was up, but Howard wasn’t thinking straight or being particularly observant right at that moment. Instead, he found his gaze being raised by a rough tug to his scruffy brown hair when the ram forced his head back, while wearing a smug grin as he stared down at the smaller canine.

“Anything you say? Well then, best you do whatever we say, or you’re going in the slammer, bitch” Officer Parham snorted and began tugging down his zipper, his calm and friendly demeanour having evaporated instantly. He wasn’t alone either, the goat did much the same and soon the kneeling coyote was eye level with two imposing ebony lengths that looked better suited to be in porn movies rather than on civil servants.

“What…you can’t…my kids…” Howard tried to beg and reason, but he saw there was not even a hint of mercy in the two officer’s eyes. Rather, they seemed to relish in his agony as they guided the married father of two’s mouth down onto a thick ebony spear until he was gagging and fighting for breath.

What choice did he have? It was either this or be locked up and that would only be the start of his problems. Being locked up would not only cause serious problems in his marriage, but it would affect his job as well. Howard began to envision everything that could and would go wrong if he didn’t do as the officers demanded of him. He loved his boys, they were everything to him in this world, so he steeled himself for whatever was to come. He would do whatever it took not to lose them.

“Best not make too much noise, don’t want to wake your kids, do you?” The goat asked with a pleased snort as he forced his way deep into the struggling coyote’s muzzle and felt his throat clench and squeeze around his blunt cocktip in a panic. He seemed to revel in the fact that the coyote didn’t know how to suck dick, just confirming that the scrawny mutt was inexperienced, which boded well for what they had planned for him. Officer Parham and Officer Reynolds loved pulling over these predator bitches and putting them in their rightful place, they were no longer the top of the food chain, now they were nothing more than warm holes to stick their prey dicks into.

Howard was struggling to do what the officers wanted, he wasn’t even slightly bi-curious and had never so much as stuck his own toothbrush down his throat before, even on accident. But now he was here, on his knees, with two equally impressive lengths taking turns trying to reach the scar where his tonsils had been removed. They were damn near reaching it too

It didn’t help that the two large herbivores didn’t seem to have any issue with their junk touching either, they both crowded around his muzzle and never even flinched when they rubbed against one another. That should have been Howard’s second warning of what was to come for him, that the two officers clearly didn’t mind “gay shit” as some might call it. While Howard sucked on one cock, the other rubbed and slapped against his face and muzzle, marking him with their heavy musky scent. But he didn’t care, if he could escape jail by just sucking dick, it was worth it. Even when a strong hand painfully gripped him by the hair and forced his muzzle down deep onto one of their cocks until he struggled to breath, Howard knew better than to raise his hands and try push them away. They would probably just chalk that up to resisting arrest or assaulting and officer if he did, same if he accidentally hurt their dicks with his teeth.

“Stand up and lose the pants, underwear too” Officer Reynolds demanded suddenly when he withdrew his now stiff cock from the coyote’s maw.

“What?” Howard asked with wide eyes, surely, they couldn’t mean…

“You heard my partner, son” Officer Parham snorted and glared down at the much smaller canine. “Stand up, then remove your pants and underwear” he reaffirmed while his hand went to the silver cuffs at his hip threateningly.

Reluctantly, Howard followed their orders and stumbled to his feet, where he kicked off his shoes while undoing his belt. Soon his button and zipper to his denims was undone and he was pushing his jeans down and off, followed closely by his underwear. He couldn’t help but blush and cover his own much smaller sheath as he stood nude from the waist down before the two hung officers. He could see them smirking at him, knowing he was not packing anything close to what they sported.

“Turn around and lean over the trunk of the patrol car” the uniformed goat ordered next, which the coyote did.

Howard didn’t need to ask what they were going to do to him; he had a pretty good idea already. But the feeling of someone lifting his bushy tail only confirmed his suspicions, so when fingers began to lube and prepare under his tail, he wasn’t surprised at all. The coyote just stared through the patrol car’s windows to the blurry image of his own car, knowing his kids were only a few feet away. He was doing this for them, he kept telling himself, while trying to ignore the feeling of two thick fingers starting to probe and work his tail hole open.

The canine grunted and growled as his behind was probed and worked open diligently, as if he were back at his doctors and getting his prostate examined, only his doctor was twice the size now and his fingers were really stretching Howard’s asshole. For whatever reason, he felt the fingers search for and find his prostate, he had never liked it during the exam when the doctor had touched him there for his checkups, it always made his dick tingle. But now, now these bastards were doing it on purpose and actually making his length emerge from its sheath. Howard could feel his cock grow and begin to emerge into the cool night air, despite his attempts to ignore the unwanted pleasure and stimulation.

“Aww, look at that cute little puppy pecker. Someone enjoys having their ass played with” Officer Parham snorted from behind and to the side of Howard.

“If you loved fingers so much, puppy bitch, you’re going to really love what comes next” Officer Reynolds affirmed, just as he withdrew his fingers from under the coyote’s tail. Howard gasped at the feeling of something hot, heavy and hard next being nudged up against his pucker, he knew what was coming.

“For the boys…do it for the…FUCK!” he grimaced as the goat began to enter him, forcing his thankfully lubed and somewhat prepared asshole wide. Howard’s claws scratched against the trunk of the patrol car as inch after thick throbbing inch of goat cock worked its way into his guts. His tail tried to flip down protectively, but Officer Parham’s grip on it was absolute. He couldn’t even try squirm away as the goats own large hands gripped firmly about his slender waist, making sure he couldn’t move an inch.

“Tight bitch, aintcha?” Officer Reynolds snorted in delight as he stared down at the slender canines behind, where his tiny pink tail hole was currently stretched paper thin around his thick ebony shaft. It had been a while since they’d gotten a male canine to play with, especially a straight one. It was always more fun breaking in a virgin asshole he found, he really loved how they clenched and squeezed down around his dick as he deflowered them. The goat fully sheathed himself under the canine’s tail and held still for a moment, letting the small mutt wriggle and squirm against him, while his tail hole fluttered and tried to clench shut down around his cock. “Took it like a champ, good boy” he laughed and began to move his hips finally.

Howard couldn’t do anything but remain bent over the trunk of the black and white as the goat started to fuck him, every thrust punctuated by a grunt and growl from the smaller canine. His ears lay flat back into his scruffy brown hair as he felt his own stiff length bounce and sway beneath him, a traitorous length he knew was lying about how much he was enjoying this. He wasn’t, his ass hurt from being so unnaturally stretched and filled, leaving the coyote feel uncomfortable in shameful ways. He knew he was only sporting wood because they’d manipulated his prostate, even now, the damned goat’s girthy cock was rubbing against it still, that was the only reason he felt long sticky strands of his precum begin to flick and jet from the tip of his tapered length.

As much as he tried to focus on his boys sleeping in his own car, it was hard to ignore the feeling of the goat snorting against his scruff as his powerful hips continually clapped against his backside. Howard swore he could also feel the goat’s heavy balls swing and tap against his from behind too, sure enough when he looked down between his feet, he spotted the officer’s blue trousers down bout his ankles.

“Ready for your first load, cumslut?” Officer Reynolds snorted hotly into Howard’s ear. When he didn’t get a response, he gave an extra hard thrust into the slender coyote’s behind. “I didn’t hear you; now beg me for it, bitch” the goat snarled, which earned him a chuckle from the large white ram beside them.

“Ungh, fuck!” Howard yelped out at the rough thrust. “Please sir, cum inside me…give me…unf…give me your load” he muttered, while he forced himself not to growl or even sound angry, though it was impossible to not have some edge to his words.

“Good boy” the goat muttered mockingly, just before his pace started to increase. It didn’t take much longer before Howard felt the first hot splashes of seed painting his insides white. The goat grabbed him by his scruff and forced his face down hard against the trunk of their patrol car while he ground and bucked into the canine’s ass, filling him with a healthy load from his big heavy balls.

Even when Officer Reynolds finally withdrew from under his tail, Howard knew this was far from over. He could see Officer Parham smirking down at him, already the ram had removed his blue trousers and was slowly, almost threateningly stroking at an even bigger cock than what had just been inside him.

“My turn…” the white ram said darkly as he grabbed the coyote by the scruff and marched him around to the front of the patrol car. At first Howard thought he was going to be laid back on the hood of the black and white, but he was not so lucky. Instead, he found himself being pressed up against the back window of his own vehicle, where he could see his two boys still fast asleep on the back seat, completely unaware of what was happening to their father.

As Howard stared down at his boy’s angelic faces, he didn’t notice his arms being guided back behind him, at least not until the metallic ratcheting click alerted him to what was happening. The ram had handcuffed him, he was now even more helpless than before. He wanted to shout, to beg, maybe even argue, but that would just wake his boys, and he couldn’t afford for that to happen. With a low growl and gritted teeth, Howard didn’t resist as the large white ram positioned himself behind the slender coyote, now pressed up against the back of his small Audi hatchback.

“You better not make a sound, mister Clarkson…you don’t want to wake your kids now, do you?” The large white ram asked with a low growl, just as he began to push his hips forward to slowly sink his thick ebony cock under the handcuffed coyote’s fluffy tail.

“Hngg!” Howard growled through gritted teeth; his jaws clenched shut so tight he feared he might actually crack his teeth. But he was pressed right up against the rear window of his vehicle and could see his two boys still fast asleep on the back seat, barely a couple of feet away. It took everything in him not to cry out as the large ram behind him forced his tail hole open to accept the beer can thick black cock he was sporting. Even Howard’s fists clenched so hard he felt blood between his fingers, but even that pain was nothing compared to being forced to take the ram’s dick.

“Good pup, your little asshole is squeezin’ me real nice” Officer Parham grunted into the coyote’s ear. “Almost took me to the base in one go, impressive…still a bit more left though” he chuckled and resumed pushing forward into Howard’s already aching behind. “There we go, all the way in. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he asked in a mocking tone.

“Fuck…shit…fuck!” Howard whined softly, daring not to make too much noise. With his hips pressed against the trunk of his car, he couldn’t even pull away and off the thick dick under his tail. He had no choice but to stay where he was, impaled on the ram’s girthy member. His problems were only beginning though, soon the ram began to move, pulling his heavy dick out of the canine’s tight ass before him, before reversing course and pushing back in deep.

“That’s right, take that dick like the good canine bitch you are” the ram snorted as his thrusts started to pick up pace. He was going so firm and hard that Howard’s car even started to rock a little, along with the sounds of his hips clapping against the coyote’s rear, fighting for dominance over the chirping and buzzing of the insects in the woods all around them.

Howard felt every inch of every stroke, the ram was just too damned big not to notice and feel in his recently virgin tail hole. Worst of all, the goat’s thickness had just kept him hard and made him dribble a little precum with his thrusts. The ram however, he was so goddamn thick that it felt like he was going to grind Howard’s prostate into paste. He didn’t want to, but he couldn’t ignore the edge of unwanted pleasure making his own cock twitch and pulse, until eventually with a frustrated snarl, Howard began to paint his cars rear bumper with his own seed.

“Knew you liked getting fucked like a bitch” Officer Parham laughed cruelly into Howard’s ear when he felt the telling contractions of the stretched asshole about his girth. They had done this to enough preds to know when they had succumbed to their natural biology. Even better than getting to fuck these no longer apex predators was leaving them with the shame of knowing that they had been made to climax with a cock in their ass. They never seemed so high and mighty after gaining that knowledge, they always had their tails tucked when they next saw an officer in uniform.

“C’mon slut, you got another one in the tank, don’t you?” the ram ordered as he started to fuck Howard even harder and faster now, in turn making the Audi hatchback shake a bit more. All Howard could hear was the rough clapping of the ram’s hips against his buttocks.

“Fuck…no…please” he begged pathetically, but the officer wouldn’t listen. He had never been able to cum again so quickly before, at least not with his wife or past girlfriends at any rate, but already he could feel his balls beginning to churn and twitch in preparation for another climax. He swore he could feel the heat begin to grow just behind his nuts before it started to travel up along the length of his cock. Right as he felt the heat reach his tapered cocktip and begin to fire off, Howard looked forward and met the eyes of Richard, how was awake now and peeking over the backseat at him. “Nooo…” he whimpered and shook his head at his son, who quickly ducked back down and cuddled with his brother. Howard hung his head in shame as he came again, this time smaller than the first, but just as messy as he added to the mess painting his vehicles back bumper.

“There you go, good bitch” Officer Parham snorted as he felt another set of contractions from the canines behind down around his thickness hilted in the scrawny bitch. Thankfully, it was enough to push him over the edge as well, soon his own hot mess began to flood the coyote’s backside too.

Howard felt ill as the hot mess from the ram’s large, heavy balls filled his guts and made him feel even more uncomfortably full. The ram made sure he took every last drop too, thanks to a last few thrusts to help push it in nice and deep, not that it mattered. Some of the two officer’s seed still trickled out of the canine’s abused and slightly gaping asshole as soon as Officer Parham withdrew his length from the canine.

Howard remained leaning against the back of his car for a long moment, his mind replaying the events of the evening. Even after the cuffs were removed from his wrists, he remained motionless, his ears twitching and swivelling to listen to the rustle of the officer’s getting dressed again.

“Consider this a warning, mister Clarkson” Officer Reynolds said with a grin.

“Y’all have a good night now, y’hear” Officer Parham finished off with, before they both climbed back into their patrol car and drove away, like this had just been a routine stop.

It took a few moments, but eventually Howard snapped out of his fugue and went back to where his own clothing was. He didn’t even have anything to wipe away the mess left under his tail, so he just had to get dressed and hope it wouldn’t soak through his jeans and into the seat of his car. The drive home was excruciating; he felt every little bump and crack in the road through his aching tail.

He hoped that he had just imagined seeing those little eyes staring back at him through the rear window as the ram did…that to him, but when he adjusted the rear visor, his heart dropped into his stomach when he saw Richard was sitting up and staring at him.

“Fuck…”