Chapter 1 (Gay Version)
DISCLAIMER:
This story has sexual activities in it, don't read if yer under 18.
Kellinous Rhinehardt was your average, everyday, run-of-the-mill otter. Well, average in the fact that he had a very short attention span, was extremely witty, unabashed by anything, and would screw anything that moved. Actually, sometimes he would screw things that didn't move, but...that was something different entirely.
Kelli was a physical fitness trainer for famous Hollywood-types. Some of his past clients were famous movie stars and rockstars. This meant that he was pretty wealthy, which was nice. He was fairly toned and didn't have a regular job, so it afforded him a lot of free time.
The otter also had a love for computers and used a large chunk of his paychecks to continue upgrading his computer system. He also enjoyed clothes and had a penchant for acting.
All in all, Kelli could do whatever he wanted and he didn't have any clients on this day, so he decided to go out for a bit. He needed to pick up a new outfit for his date later that night.
For Kelli, dating was merely a formality. He wasn't looking to settle down with a mate. Really, he just liked having company in his bed at night, which usually happened since no one can resist an otter.
He made his way to his expensive sports car. He was sure that most people who saw him in the car assumed he had a teeny tiny penis, but that was far from the truth if anyone bothered to ask for a peek at it. Kelli was always glad to prove people wrong.
He pulled out of his driveway and headed toward the mall. It was about 20 minutes away, so he turned on his radio and blared his favorite rock station. The engine purred like a cat as he sped along the highway when suddenly he glanced into his rear view mirror and saw the tell-tale signs of flashing red and blue lights.
He grumbled a bit and slowly pulled his car off to the side of the road. It wasn't like he couldn't afford any speeding ticket that he was given, but he wasn't speeding all that much.
After a few moments, the officer got out of his car. He was a chubby-looking panther who looked like once he joined the force, he just chowed down on a box of donuts every day. The cop strolled up to the window and Kelli rolled it down.
"License and registration, please," the feline said authoritatively.
Kelli nodded and grabbed the information, handing it to the officer. As he looked up, he caught the glance-over the tubby cop gave him and he smiled inwardly, replying in his friendliest voice, "Here you are officer. Whatever seems to be the problem?"
The cop looked at the license and cleared his throat, "Do you know how fast you were going?"
"Well, I'm not sure officer, but I think I was going the speed limit."
The cop glared down at the otter, "You were going 90 in a 55 zone, son. I'm afraid I'll have to write you a ticket."
Kelli turned on the charm, always finding it fun to talk his way out of a ticket, "Oh, officer, please...I just can't get a ticket, I can't afford it!"
The panther looked down at the otter, "You should have thought of that before you sped off in your fancy car."
Kelli batted his eyes up at the officer, "Please, sir, I'll do anything, don't give me a ticket!"
The cop grunted, "Stay here, I'm going to run your license through the system," he said before trundling back to his cop car. Kelli hmmed a bit. That bit usually worked and he could have sworn the cop was checking him out. He didn't generally go for the chubby ones, but apparently he wasn't the kind of cop who could be bought.
About five minutes later, the cop got out and walked back to Kelli's car, handing back the otter his license and registration, "I want you to get out of the car nice and slowly, Mr. Rhinehardt."
"Is there a problem, Officer?" he asked, sounding slightly concerned.
"No, no problem. We're going to work out a way for you to avoid that ticket, now hurry up 'fore I change my mind."
Kelli cheered a victory in his mind as he nodded and got out of his car, trying to look innocent. Being that it was a Wednesday, that particular stretch of highway was fairly deserted. The cop lead Kelli to the side of the road where a large patch of trees and bushes were. Making sure they wouldn't be seen, the cop reached down and unzipped his uniform, his average-sized sheath flopping into view.
"I assume you know what to do, hmm?" the chubby panther said.
Kelli pretended to blush and nodded. Cops always loved when they thought they were corrupting some young male. He slowly went to his knees, staring at the black-furred sheath.
"O-officer, it's so big..." Kelli said in mock innocence. Cops loved when you complimented their dicks too, oftentimes.
He felt a paw press to his head as his muzzle was ground against the thickening sheath, "Don't worry, it'll fit, boy, now lick."
Kellinous did as he was ordered and started to lick at the sheath, watching as the panther's cock began to grow quickly and harden to about 5 inches. Kelli was almost disappointed. It wouldn't be difficult at all to suck the cop off.
The paw moved his head and tugged him down onto that hard pink shaft, making him moan, which was genuine. He loved being forced to do things, even if he was willing to do them. His muzzle sucked at the cock as he bobbed his head. He tasted the bitter pre of the meat-eater.
"Mmmm, good boy. Oh yeah, you must do this often," the cop said as he leaned his head back, his other paw pinching at his nipples through his uniform.
Kellinous moaned out again at the compliment and kept bobbing on the panther's shaft, already able to feel that the officer was getting close. Surely enough, a few minutes later, the cop let out a loud moan as Kellinous' muzzle was flooded with the panther's cum. It didn't taste very good since panthers eat mostly meat, but he swallowed it down anyway, not wanting to mess up his clothing.
The cop grunted and panted as Kelli pulled his muzzle back, giving the panther another blush for his benefit as he wiped some stray cum from his muzzle with the back of his paw, "Can...I go now, officer?"
The cop shuddered and nodded, "Mmm, yeah...now, don't let me catch you speedin' again...'less you want more of this, that is." He winked a bit.
Kelli gave him a sly smile and stood up, adjusted himself in his pants and headed back to his car. He was soon on his way again and giggled. The fat cops were always so easy to seduce since they rarely got any. He decided to head to MacDonald's for a fish sandwich. Sure, it wasn't real fish, but it tasted like it.
He grinned a bit and had a sudden idea as he drove into the drive-thru.
"Welcome to MacDonald's, may I take your order?" came a voice over the speaker. It was a male and he sounded almost like his balls hadn't dropped yet.
Kelli spoke in his most seductive voice that he could, "Yes you can, babe...could you please get me one of those...hot...juicy, fish sandwiches? Make sure there's lots of that...white sauce on it, I love the sauce..."
He could hear the surprise in the kid's voice, "Uh, you...um...anything...else for you...s-sir?"
Kelli grinned a bit, "Well...unless you've got ten minutes....that'll be all for me, darling."
The voice came over the speaker again and his voice actually squeaked halfway through stating Kelli's price. He drove forward to the window, smirking as he spotted the young cheetah at the cash register. He couldn't have been more than 16 or 17.
"T-two...eighty five...sir," came the voice of the cheetah.
Kelli grinned a bit and held out a five dollar bill, "You can keep the...change, cutie..." He held onto the cheetah's paw a bit as he leaned out the car window to whisper, "My number's written on it."
The cheetah was almost visibly shaking. Kelli wasn't sure if he was shaking from excitement or from fear of the homo otter, but either way it was still fun messing with him. Moments later, the cheetah came back, holding the small bag out of his window. The otter grinned and grabbed the bag.
"Look forward to hearing from you, lover," Kelli said seductively before he sped off. In his rear view mirror, he could see the cheetah leaning out the window to watch him.
Soon, the otter was munching his fish sandwich and returning to his journey to the mall. He wondered if the kid would actually try to call him. The number wasn't real, of course. He may be able to easily pay speeding tickets, but he certainly didn't want to go to jail for corrupting a minor.
About ten minutes later, Kelli pulled into the mall parking garage. It was one of those huge ass malls that required it's own parking structure to fit all of the cars that frequent the establishment. He exited his car and stretched a bit after being in the car for a bit of time. There were furs walking in and out of the mall, trying to find their cars, and trying to handle their purchases at the same time.
Kelli made his way to the elevator and pressed the call button. He looked to see what floor he wanted and nodded as the door opened, revealing a young looking skunk. He was very slim and was wearing a cute belly shirt along with very tight low rise jeans. Kelli grinned to him pleasantly and entered the elevator.
Kelli pressed the button to the lobby and noticed the skunk looking at him, but looking away when Kelli would return the gaze. He also noticed the skunk's bulge and smirked as he reached out, pressing the emergency top button.
"Wha...?" the younger skunk said and eeped as Kelli moved up against him.
"Hi there, I'm Kelli...you'll need to know it when you screaming my name," Kelli said confidently. He didn't need the lame pick-up lines, but he found them hilarious. The skunk squeaked nervously, struggling slightly, "Oh, come on...with those clothes on you can't tell me you don't love the cock, not come on...on your knees, honey."
The skunk looked up at Kelli and blushed bright red before he obeyed and sunk to his knees, watching as the otter undid his pants and pulled out his thickening sheath, letting it flop onto the skunk's nose.
"O-oh my..." the younger male said.
Kelli chuckled, "That's right...nice and big for ya, now get to sucking."
The otter leaned against the wall as the skunk reached up, grasping his sheath base and began to lick along the sheath and at the tip, making Kellinous moan softly. He let a paw rest on the timid skunk's head as his black otterhood began to slip from his sheath. The skunk pulled back, gasping.
"Hehe, don't stop now, baby...we're just getting started," his paw pulled the young skunk's muzzle down around his fat 9 inch cock, forcing him halfway down before beginning to hump the skunk's muzzle, his pre leaking down the boy's throat.
"Yeah, that's a good skunky...swallow the nice otter cock, get it niiiice and slick for me," he said, watching as the cute skunk blushed deeply at the dirty talking. After a few moments, Kelli pulled back and mmmed, grinning, "I think its time a certain skunky got his ass plugged, don't you?"
"W-what? I don't think..." the skunk began before he was tugged up by his head fur and shoved in the corner of the elevator. Before he knew it, Kelli's paws were around his waist, undoing the tight jeans of the skunk. He knew he didn't have much time, but he shoved the skunk's pants to his knees, showing off that cute little ass.
The otter's paw wrapped around the rock hard skunkcock and he grinned, confirming that the skunk loved being a bit rough. Kelli gripped his cockbase and slapped the skunk's ass a few times.
"Look at that hard little skunk dick. I think little skunky boy likes getting raped in an elevator, huh?" Kelli said, grinning.
"Y-yes..." the skunk whimpered out in shame.
Kelli grinned and grabbed the skunk's waist, aiming his hard shaft before forcing his big dick up that skunk's tight little hole, moaning out a bit. The skunk cried out as his ass was invaded, his tunnel gripping at the otter dick as he held onto the rails.
"Mmm, nice tight skunky...get ready!" Kelli said as he pulled back, quickly slamming back into the hilt, trying to pick up a quick rhythm, to finish quickly in the skunk. He fucked his prisoner harder as pre drooled into the young skunk.
"Oh yeah, take that like a good little boy..." he said as he got closer, trying to finish quickly before they were noticed. A few moments later, he moaned and slammed into the skunkboy, quickly cumming deep into his asshole, filling him up. He reached around and wrapped an arm around the skunk's chest as his other paw quickly jerked off his captive.
"Now, you cum like a good little skunky slut, all over the wall," Kelli whispered into his ear. Those words set him off, along with the cum filling his ass. He cried out and shot his load all over the corner of the elevator, whimpering in embarrassment.
Kelli mmmed and quickly pulled out of the tight skunk's ass and grinned as he tugged up the skunk's jeans as he pulled out the emergency button. He stuffed himself back into his pants and grinned as the doors opened. He patted the skunk's ass and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks, kid, I needed that."
He glanced back as he walked out of the elevator, the skunk looked both satisfied and terrified at the same time. Probably because the otter's cum was making a long stain down the back of his low rise jeans. Kelli chuckled in amusement and headed to the first clothing store he came to, browsing the racks and picking out a few pairs of pants as well as a couple shirts. He went to the register and set them down before the handsome tiger.
"And how are you today, sir?" the clerk asked as he began to ring items up.
"Oh, can't complain. 'specially when I got to fuck this skunk in the elevator," he said.
The tiger raised an eyebrow, "You don't say? Well, that sounds like fun, doesn't it?"
Kelli was a bit surprised at the tiger's lack of surprise at his statement. A statement like that would send most people into a nervous panic. He knew what would make the tiger nervous, though
"Yeah, was pretty good, made him cum all over the wall," he said as he held out his credit card.
The tiger smirked, "Is that so? Well, I bet the maintenance guys'll love that. I need to see your license"
The otter nodded a bit, "Yeah...well it'll be a story for them to tell the grandkids, I guess." He said and took his purchases and left. He hated talking to people in retail. They've heard everything already, you can't surprise them.
After a few more hours of shopping and two armfuls of clothing bags, Kelli decided it was time to eat again. He headed to the food court and grabbed some food at Panda Express. It was really bad for him, but he loved their food. He sat down at a table and began to chow down on his food. A few moments later, he felt someone sit at the table and there was the tiger form the first clothing store.
"Well...hello there--" Kelli started.
"Be quiet, boy," the tiger said simply, watching the otter.
It was rare that one could surprise the otter, but that statement did. No one told Kellinous Rhinehardt what to do.
"Um...excuse me?" the otter said indignantly.
"I said be quiet. Now, you're going to get up and go into that bathroom over there and wait for me, understand?" the larger tiger said calmly.
Kelli felt strangely toward this tiger now. He was obviously trying to take the dominant role. Kelli was by no means a top or a bottom. He was whatever the situation warranted him to be. He decided to do as he was bidden for the time being.
"What about my stuff?" he asked, trying to play along.
"Leave them. Go. Now, boy!" the tiger said with a slight growl in his voice.
Kelli got up and walked over to the public bathroom and went inside. It was deserted. The otter hopped up on the counter with two sinks and waited for the tiger. He came in soon after and closed the door.
With quite a bit of speed, the tiger gripped Kelli by the neck and sent him crashing to the floor, "This is your place, slut, stay there!"
Kelli didn't like where this was going and went to stand up, but suddenly felt a large footpaw press to the back of his neck. He heard a growl form the tiger. "I said...stay! You think it is cool to brag about your sexual escapades to total strangers, do you boy?"
Kellinous was a bit on the fence as to whether this was fun or not. He could certainly escape if he wanted to...six years in the Marines teaches you things like that. The footpaw pressed harder into his neck.
"Well, boy? Answer me!" he growled out again.
"Yes!" Kelli squeaked out, deciding to play along with the tiger.
"That's what I thought. Just a common slut. Then I'll just use you like one, hmm?" the tiger said as he reached down, picking Kelli up by his scruff, wrenching him to his knees as the tiger tugged out his sheath. He growled a bit, forcing Kelli's muzzle around the fat tube.
"Now, you better not bite me, slut. How 'bout a drink?" the tiger said, causing Kelli's eyes to open widely, but before he could do anything, two large paws were pressed to the back of his head as a hot stream of strong tiger urine sprayed down the back of his throat.
This really wasn't Kelli's cup of tea. He struggled, trying to pull away from the tiger, but was cuffed on the back of his head by a large paw, "Stop struggling, bitch and take your marking like a good little boy!"
He was forced to either drink the urine of allow it to splatter out onto his clothes, which he didn't want to have happen, so he swallowed down the extremely salty liquid, his eyes closed tightly.
The tiger growled a bit as the stream slowed to a stop and shoved the otter down onto the floor, shaking off his sheath onto Kelli.
"Perhaps next time you'll think before offering your sexual advances to a stranger," the tiger said and left the bathroom.
After a few moments, Kelli caught his breath and smirked. On the contrary...he was pretty sure he'd be telling more strangers of his experience...just in case! He headed back to his table. All of his things were still there and he quickly drank down half of his soda to wash out the nasty piss taste. After thinking about it, though, it was really terrible to drink piss...if some future partner wanted it, he'd do it, but it wouldn't turn him on too much.
After eating his half-cold food, the otter stood up with his shopping bags and realized it wasn't even 3 o'clock yet and so much had happened already. Kelli headed back to the entrance and got into the elevator where he could still smell the vixen's arousal and cum, making him grin. He headed back to his car and stuffed all of his new clothes into the trunk of the car before getting in. He needed to head home to get ready for his date, so he drove back that way. Along the way he passed by the cop car. He had pulled someone else over, but he didn't see either of them anywhere and smirked.
After another 15 minutes, the otter pulled into the driveway of his house and pulled into his garage. He got out and headed into the house. He went into his bedroom and set the bags down and suddenly turned around to find himself tackled by a large mass in all black. He fell onto his bed and struggled, but suddenly felt a cloth over his face and blacked out.
What will be Kelli's fate? You decide! I have a few ideas in mind, but I want to hear from my readers to see what people want to see the most. Perhaps Kelli gets gangbanged by the tiger's friends? Is he claimed and forced to be the tiger's new pet? Will he like it? Hate it? You tell me, folks! The best, most kinkiest idea will be written and you'll be given credit for it!
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Well, here is a new story. It's an historical night! Three new stories from the blue fox! There is a Bi version and a gay version of the story. The bi version obviously has got breeder sex in it, so if you don't like that read the gay version :P If you do, read both because the replacement sex scene is different. I didn't just substitute "he" for "she" and so forth.