Master of Champions

Story by kaleemmcintyre on SoFurry

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A jackal fighter battles in the arena to keep his place as Champion favorite for the people and what already belongs to him.

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Story inspiration by: http://killerwolf1020.sofurry.com/

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The crowd around them was roaring as if caught in a frenzy. Hundreds of onlookers came from across the country just to watch the fight taking place below them and all were cheering on the display of blood, sweat and tears. Considering that this was the secondary finals for the championship for this year's title match many of the spectators had placed heavy bets on the two warriors inside of the fighter's cage. At 6:1 odds a lot of gold had exchanged hands and all were anxious to see who would win tonight's battle.

The two brawlers slammed into each other again, blood, spit and fur flying around as they clashed again and again shaking the metal arena with tremendous force. Growls of pain and snarls of indignation resounded throughout the air like curses as the two males pushed at each other to test the other's limits. It was a brutal sight to see one of them hitting his opponent with a decisive uppercut and watch crimson tears stream across the floor to become bloody streaks.

The black wolf that had just been punched staggered as his senses went haywire from the assault before he caught himself and countered with a vicious punch to the other's guts.

His nemesis, a blue jackal, was all grace and form as he weaved around the black canine's attack only to dance away out of reach.

It was a nasty fight between the both of them, the jackal dove back in to jab his fist into the body of the larger fighter while the wolf grunted and caught the fist with his solar plexus. The wolf snarled and grabbed the lither male's arm, dragging the other bodily into him, before he slammed the underside of his fist into the chin of the jackal. The lithe male's jaws clicked audibly as his fangs clamped together, just missing biting into his tongue, while his body drew up from the ground to flip into the air.

The jackal's eyes lids thinned closed but never shut completely as pain flared up the side of his head like the crack of a whip. It looked like this would be the deciding blow but the other was far from out of this fight.

The crowd's voices became a dull roar to him as his mind frantically calculated the exact way he should counter before a plan clicked inside of his head and he was moving to execute.

When his body was just about to drop to the ground blue hands shot out across the ground and the jackal caught himself. Muscles straining, muzzle drooling with a pink mix of blood and saliva, the jackal growled as his ears flattened onto his head as he looked through his arms at the wolf. The other fighter was looking at him with his face dripping with sweat and blood but his eyes shining with victory as he watched the jackal try to keep himself balanced.

Anger welled up inside of the jackal's mind at the audacity of the other but before his rage could swallow him whole his training kicked in and the jackal calmed instantly. Taking a sharp breath of air, sneezing when he inhaled too quickly, the jackal watched as the black canine began to charge him.

Twisting on his hands and spreading his feet out so that they were almost splitting him in half the jackal spun around like a cyclone catching the other upside his chin and face. His heels cracked the side of a hard chin but the jackal didn't stop at one turn as he continued to move forward into the other nonstop.

One, twice and three times the lithe blue male snapped his feet out against the face of his opponent before bunching his elbows and pushing himself away from the other. His dark fur caught the light up above as droplets of moisture dove through the air with him making the jackal look almost god-like as he flipped to land onto his feet in a crouch without stumbling.

When he was stable the jackal turned to see the black wolf flailing around and backing into the metal of the cage as if punch-drunk and saw his opening. Rushing forward like a cannon shot the jackal resolved himself to end this in one move as he flashed his fangs at the other male.

Claws digging into the palms hard enough to puncture his calluses, blood rushing up to the surface as pain ignited his already frayed senses; the jackal took aim and punched the other warrior with quick furious thrusts of his arms. Going for the wolf's throat, chest and abdomen all at once the blue male looked like a storm as he continued to beat the other down without so much as batting an eye. The larger body jerked wildly with every attack, the wolf having no time to counter as he was still dazed from the previous assault even as his body absorbed every punch and hit like a sponge.

The jackal finished this with a punishing attack to an already damaged nose, breaking it with a sick crunch, and silence filled the room.

The black canine jerked and then stilled only to have his body drop like a ton of bricks as he fell back completely unconscious. His heavy form hit the metal of the cage behind him with a dull thump then slumped down to lie in a crumpled heap under the shadow of the other male.

The jackal stood over his defeated rival with a vicious snarl curling the side's of his roughish face as his large ears snapped up on top of his head.

The hush of the crowd like a death knell, no one was sure of anything right then, but when several seconds of stillness followed the collapse of the wolf a booming cheer was released all at once nearly deafening the jackal.

The announcer, a white mink, came in and looked between the two before,

"And once again folks the reigning victor of this year's Championship title stands undefeated!"

The blue jackal grunted, flicked his long wire-like strands of his braided hair around behind him, sweat dripping down his fur before snorting and turning to walk off out of the cage.

Where others might have wanted a chance to gloat and try to pump the crowd with lewd stances and gestures the jackal was above all of that. He didn't need a bunch of weaklings praising him with their false sense of adoration when he knew just how easily those cheers would have been for his opponent had the other stood where he was now. Flicking his tail in disdain the jackal made his way out of the fighting arena without so much as a glance backwards.

His concern was neither on his fallen opponent nor the people, all he wanted now was to rest and heal because tomorrow would be another day of brutal training. The title of championship was only a week away after all and that fight would decide his future for this year.

Thoughts of whether he would or wouldn't remain in his station as champion favorite or be delegated down to a lesser place drifted through the jackal's mind before he pushed everything away with a snarl.

A better series of thoughts came to mind for the jackal as he felt his loincloth shift between his legs. Licking his lips and growling in hunger his eyes envisioned his slave waiting for him and the jackal resolved to make good use of the other tonight. The fight had charged him with another kind of excitement that went beyond the arena and as his sheath began to fill between his thighs the jackal swore to himself that he was going to treat his slave to something extra rough tonight so that he could thoroughly expend his pent up ecstasy.

Down the hallway and rounding a corner the jackal looked to the door where the fighter's resting area was situated and took a deep breath so that he could calm down. Knowing that he probably looked like some kind of feral beast and that he really needed to go upstairs and get checked over by the healers the jackal snorted and waved that idea off.

Reaching for the doorknob he turned the handle just in time to have someone on the other side throw it open. In any normal condition the lithe blue male would have been able to catch himself without incident but after just coming out of that ferocious battle the jackal's energy reserves were all but nil and he slowly found himself falling forward.

A smaller body caught him just as his knees were getting ready to buckle.

Tender and warm arms wrapped securely around him before the bulk of his weight forced the other to take a rebalancing step. His muscular body dwarfed the other smaller form however, his unknown savior held firm once he got his feet balanced underneath the both of them.

The jackal was grateful for the support but didn't have the energy to say anything as he looked up into a familiar tan furred face and bright sky blue eyes.

"Master?"

Lips moved and pushed out air to form words but it was all lost as the jackal's body shut down all auxiliary functions as the warrior's vision went blank. The last sound he caught was the tan furred male calling out for someone to help him and the subtle beating of a thrumming heartbeat he knew well enough.

When the jackal woke up next he felt that he was somewhere warm and wet but safe. His senses began to relay information to him at a rapid pace and green eyes fluttered open to look around blurrily.

Eyes slowly blinking the blue jackal grunted and rolled around only to find hands pushing him down gently while a cloth was rubbed carefully across his chest and neck. The warmth and ease at which he was being handled made the jackal lift his head to look into the face of perhaps the only male he ever felt truly comfortable around.

A hesitant smile graced the corners of the tanned canine in front of him before the slave began to speak, "Please keep still, some of you injuries haven't closed yet."

The jackal lifted his extremely heavy head upwards to find an innocent face smiling sheepishly at him before lips were moving and words were being spoken again. "We don't want the stitches to pop open now."

Focusing his vision more the jackal found the face of his concubine/slave leaning into him while at the same time holding him down just so. The strength of the smaller male was paltry at best compared to his own but right now the jackal didn't think he could even lift his hand up to caress the other's face at the moment.

The sound of water sloshing around the two of them made the fighter looked around to see that he and his slave were wrapped into the warm arms of his personal bathing area. A perk of being such a prominent fighter was that you got a room to yourself and could model it with whatever money you won from your fights but at the moment it was a moot concern compared to the feel of his slave touching and caring for him so tenderly. The better part of being a warrior in this part of the realm was that you could buy a slave and keep them with you for as long as you kept up your winnings and right now the jackal found that to be more worthwhile than all of the titles he had won in the past.

The jackal watched as the hand holding the white rag ran down his fur, naked save for his tattoos and other assorted markings, while moving leisurely closer and closer to his open thighs and exposed sheath. Green eyes lifted to see a flush running over his slave's face and before he could stop himself the jackal reached up and snatched a hold over the back of the tan male's head. Almost in reflex the slave tensed up, the other still not somewhat sure of what his place was when his master was in such a state, but quickly calmed himself when the jackal brought him face down to crush their lips together. The tanned male grunted as he was forced to open his lips for the jackal and flailed around slightly but soon calmed as he remembered his place and gave himself over completely to his other male.

The jackal plundered the lips of the smaller canine, forcing the lips open and pushing his tongue into the heated muzzle of his submissive, while his legs came up to wrap around the back of the canine's waist. Thankfully the jackal was resting on the rim of the large Jacuzzi-like bath so the both of them weren't automatically dunked underneath the water.

The kiss lasted for several seconds, the jackal roving his wet organ around his slave's mouth to taste every inch of him before the blue male pulled the other away. The two panted hotly, a stiffness growing between their groins as excitement took hold of their senses, when the jackal suddenly growled at the other making tan ears drop down in submission.

The slave lowered his eyes obediently, not even sure what he had done to deserve the supposed ire of the other, just in time to have his shoulders forced down making the canine kneel inside of the pool. A dark blue set of hips rose up and instantly the slave's face was filled with the sight of his master's eager need growing outside of his sheath. The scent of male lust was thick despite the herbs and oils mixed in with the healing waters around them and the dog's nose couldn't help but twitch from the musky odor that emitted outwards at him.

Unsure eyes looked up to see a cocksure smirk gracing the face of the larger male and then the slave knew what would be required of him. His hand let go of the rag he was holding, the white cloth floating away needlessly, the canine let his deft fingers run upwards to wrap around the legs of the jackal before pulling himself in close. Having been a pleasure servant for the other for going on a year now the tan furred canine knew exactly what his master desired and how to use his body to make please the blue jackal. Heart speeding up as his muzzle began to water; the slave readied himself to be again used to slake his master's lusts.

The jackal let out a broken chuckle, his jaw aching somewhat forcing a grunt from him, as his jade eyes watched his slave perform his duties. While he hadn't meant to scare the other, or to even be this forceful, the jackal was too caught up in being worshipped by someone who really meant to give him both their body and heart to him to think about his actions. The smaller mouth of the other opened up and then a cold, wet nose pressed into his groin making the fighter hiss then gasp as heat flowed over his sheath and cock.

Lips closed tightly around the jackal's sex as his slave began to administer to his cock with his expert services and long honed skills giving the jackal the real curative touch he desired. Hips lifting up to fill the slave's mouth the jackal started to grunt and moan as he thrust deeply inside of the dog's muzzle. His cock filled up instantly as his blood began to pound inside of his ears while at the same time flowing down into his erection and making it rock hard. Ten inches of jackalcock graced the smaller male's throat and when he felt his tip touch the back of his slave's muzzle the jackal didn't stop himself from reaching out to grab hold of the back of the other's head.

The slave was of mixed emotions as he preformed his duty but nevertheless he did them with as much gusto as he could muster. This was the male that provided for him after all and maybe in a twisted sort of way, cared for him. Servicing his master with his all was his life and though he might feel that this could have been handled in an entirely different way the dog released his inhibitions to soothe the jackal in whatever way the other desired possible. For now he began to bob his head and lick his tongue over and around the thickness that was spearing inside of his lips.

Precum seeped out from the urethra of the jackal's length as the fighting male began to lose himself to the rapture of having such a skillful muzzle wrapping deftly around his cock. His balls were taken by a slim hand and tugged on underneath the water forcing a gasp from the jackal. His hips snapped up into the tan canine face bumping the slave's head backwards only to have the other thrust down into his groin too reassert his place between the jackal's thighs.

The motion between them was slow and measured. The jackal taking his time to let the tan canine tease and stroke him with both of his hands now while swallowing around his cock like a pro. The scent of the bath water, the heat from it and the gentle vibrations of his slave murring around him made the jackal feel almost sleepy as waves of relaxation coursed through his body. Nothing would ever replace the feeling of sharing this moment with his submissive and though he might try to complain and resist the jackal knew that his slave understood his place. Right there, between his legs, looking up at him with those big blue eyes filled with both admiration and servitude the tanned male was the perfect blend of submission and willfulness mixed all in one.

The canine's head pulled up from off of him, lapping at the head of his cock several times before popping off, and then the slave turned to present his always greased tailhole to the jackal's nose. The fighter gave a few tentative sniff's, he making sure that his property was always ready to be of service to him, always reminded the canine of his role in life, before nipping at firm buttock to signal his approval. The slave gasped from the pinch of teeth down onto his rear before whimpering and straddling his master's thighs.

The jackal watched as his slave kept his tail lifted up across his back and then slowly set himself down onto the ten inch jackalcock that was his for his especial privy. The feeling of the tightness that wrapped around him was beautiful and the jackal enjoyed every second even as the slave hissed as his tailhole was forced open. It took a full minute before the tanned male was seated onto the front of his master's hips, the water around them soothing him as his anus adjusted to the girth of the other. A blue hand reached up to stroke over the canine's face making the slave whine as he nuzzled his master's palm to show his affection.

The legs of the lithe jackal reached up to wrap around the tanned slave's waist, enfolding the other in a protective hold while forcing the other to lean back into the jackal's muscular chest. An arm came up next to stroke the side of the canine's face and then hips were moving forward to bury a bone deeper into the slave. The tanned male yipped and bounced up, his body knowing what was expected even though his mind wanted time, and soon the two males began to throw themselves into each other as they danced an old dance.

The jackal was thorough but forceful as he fucked his slave there in the bathing area of his private facilities. The water embracing them sloshed as he hugged one of his arms around the smaller male while the other rose up to lay on side of him across the rim of the pool. The grip of his slave's insides were always something special for the jackal to plunder as he listened to the other male gasp and grunt and whimper as he stole inside of his ass. The breathless pants were almost like music to the fighter as he took on an opponent that he would never tire of. Leaning forward to lick across the tanned neck of the canine the jackal nuzzled into the fur as he beat his hips forward harder and more restlessly.

For the slave it was something like torture and surrender as he was taken by his master without really having a say during the entire process. His body was just a tool to the other to be used and while he knew this instinctively now there was some part of him that still wished that he wasn't bound to the whims of the jackal. Turning his head to look at the other with his blue eyes the tanned male wondered if there was any part of his master that actually cared for him more than just a slave. The lustful fire in those jade eyes said no but the arm wrapped comfortably around his chest, stroking at his nipples and tweaking them just so, said yes. The contradictive happenings made the canine's mind spin and he lost himself to the sensations. Opening his mouth and crying out as his hidden bundle of nerves were prodded the slave gave himself over to his master and let the other decide for him his place.

The jackal felt his knot starting to swell as he hammered harder into his slave's behind without reservations. His breaths were coming out in hard pants and his vision was getting hazy again but he kept on. He hadn't recovered enough from the fatigue from his fight and the jackal could feel tiredness creeping up his spine like a slug. Growling to himself for his weakness the lithe blue male opened his muzzle the take his slave's throat into his teeth before crushing the other back into him desperately. His mind screamed at him to pound into the tanned canine until he exploded inside of the other with as much force as he could muster while his body was slipping further into the chasm of exhaustion.

Snarling and digging his teeth into the other just hard enough to leave bruises the jackal lifted up as far as he could managed then lowered himself down onto his seat only ram upwards again with tremendous force. The canine yelped and howled as he felt the large bulbous mound of his master's knot smack against his tailhole but it was lost as he choked on another yelp when another thrust made him jerk forward. The jackal was frantic with his motions, all grace leaving him as he drilled himself into his slave with unyielding fury. His sac drummed against the water as the jackal moved his hips up and down so hard that the water splashed around them to make ripples flow all around.

The heat of their bodies made a fine mist rise up into the air as the water began scatter into droplets against the outside of the pool. Eyes narrowing in concentration the jackal pulled his fangs back from his slave's shoulder, small strands of fur being pushed out of his muzzle by his thick tongue. Turning the tanned canine's face to the side the jackal sunk his tongue into the other's muzzle and then power drove his cock home so that his knot sunk up fully into the rectum of the smaller male.

A firm set of fangs tugged onto the jackal's tongue as tense rolled through the spinal column of tanned canine but it only made the jackal smile as he held his slave through his orgasm. The unattended cock of the other had long since come out of his sheath and was now spurting small streams into the water in front of him. The jackal smelled the salty scent of canine seed and like a drug it made his nose burn and twitch. Breathing in more to get a greater high the jackal growled and slammed both himself and his slave down to bring about his own climax as euphoria swept him up like a wave.

Pulling away and barking to the ceiling the jackal filled his slave's anus with his pent up seed just in time for his body to call it quits. His nuts pulled up closer to his body while at the same time his legs gave out making the two of the slide off of the seat in the pool into the water.

Thankfully the water wasn't that deep and the slave was able to lay on his master's lap with his neck a hair above being submerged. The jackal chuckled as he looked down and watched the smaller male whimper with his ears cocked backwards but he didn't do any more as another wave of fatigue consumed him and he dropped his head down on top of his slave's scalp. The tanned canine looked up to find his master drifting off to sleep, a smile touching his lips even as he wiggled his rear around along the hard shaft still implanted inside of his ass.

Thank goodness the water is warm, he thought, knowing that he was going to be hilted upon the jackal for some time before the other softened enough to untie them.