Forbidden Chapter 8
Forbidden Chapter 8-- What He Felt
A dark furred paw pounded against the thick, wooden, front door of a humble house. At the opposite end of that house's lawn, Jasyn Fuller's old pickup truck was parked, one tire on the curb.
Behind the door and down a flight of stairs, was the house's basement. That basement had been remodeled years earlier, sectioning off a large bedroom for the family's two sons: Alex and Peter. Home alone, Peter was laid out on his bed in that room, listening to music too loudly to hear the pounding upstairs.
Jasyn reached for the doorknob, turned, and, finding it unlocked, stepped inside. He padded slowly through the house. He'd sped the entire way there, but once inside, he slowed to a solemn, determined crawl. Tunnel-visioned, he trod down the stairs to Alex's room, the door already cracked open by just a few inches.
Inside, Peter stirred, removing the ear buds from his black ears as he saw the door to his room creek farther open. "Jasyn?"
The wolf just stood in the doorway, his paw on the slowly swinging door.
The older fox sat up, "Is everything okay? Is...Alex not with you?"
"How..." Jasyn's eyes narrowed, "How can you even say his name?"
"What?"
"How can you act...so normal?" The wolf's voice rose steadily, "So many years...so many years just...just that I'VE known you! How often does it cross your mind, Peter? And...and you can still look all of us...still look HIM in the eyes, like everything is FINE!?"
"J-Jasyn?" Peter slowly stood, "Dude...what are you talking about?"
"You KNOW what I'm talking about!" The wolf lurched into the room, snarling, "He was NINE, you son of a bitch!"
"Dude, Jasyn...calm down, man, I-"
The fox was cut off in a blur of Jasyn's dark fur, and his own orange and black, as the wolf rushed him and slammed him against the wall by his bed, holding him up by his shirt and muzzle, "SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!"
His muzzle held shut by the wolf, Peter could only manage a muffled grunt in response. As tears collected in his eyes, he struggled against the wolf's grip, his toes barely brushing the carpet as he was lifted higher.
"Don't..." Jasyn's voice lowered to a growl, "Don't you act like you don't know what I'm talking about. You know what you did...you know when and how many times." He squeezed the fox's muzzle as hard as he could, eliciting a whimper, "It's not something you just forget." Slowly, Jasyn's fingers released Peter's muzzle and the paw slid down to the fox's neck.
Tears trickling from his eyes, Peter took in a shaking breath and barely stammered out a response, "J-Jasyn...cal-calm down man. Put...put me down."
Jasyn pulled him away from the wall just to slam him back into it, "DON'T!" He moved in closer, nose to nose, and lowered his voice almost to a whisper, "Don't fuck with me, fox. We both know what this is about. We both know what you did. Be a man and own up to it, or this will get a lot worse." He slid his muzzle along the side of the fox's and to his ear, "And you don't want to know how bad it could be..."
"Jasyn, I-"
"Careful..." The wolf pressed him harder against the wall before he could lie again.
Peter's cheeks, by now, wear streaked dark by his tears, "I was only seventeen, Jasyn! I was just a kid!"
"A KID!?" Jasyn's spit dampened the fox's muzzle as he screamed, "ALEX...was a 'kid!' YOU were the same age I AM!"
"Oh God..." Peter tried wrenching the younger wolf's arms away, but to no avail. "Dude, please...it...it was seven years ago."
Jasyn's head tilted, "And you think that matters to Alex?" His eyes narrowed, "You think seven years made that pain just...go away?"
"N-no...I..."
"But you know?" The wolf managed a dark smile, "You do make a good point."
Peter's eyes widened; the wolf's smile was more frightening than his growl, "I...do?"
"Yeah." Jasyn turned them, in one fluid motion, dropping the fox onto his bed, "If you're under eighteen...you can't be held accountable for your actions. That's what you said, right?"
"N-no...I..."
"Of course you did!" Jasyn's paw moved to his waist, "And...and I'm only seventeen. So that means...what I'm about to do to you: you don't get to hold against me." With another smile, he unzipped his jeans and revealed his boxers underneath.
Peter bounded from the bed, trying to break past Jasyn and to the door, but the wolf caught him. An arm around the torso and a shoulder on his chest, Jasyn drove the fox back down onto the bed, using his weight to force his victim down.
Neither spoke at first. With Jasyn's entire body on top of Peter on the bed, holding him down, the fox could only struggle back, as each fought for a grip on, or any leverage against the other. Despite how much older Peter was, he was still a fox and Jasyn was still a Wolf, and he'd already lost. Despite his best efforts, the brief struggle ended with Peter on his stomach, unable to free himself from the weight of the wolf.
Jasyn had already fished his sheath and his balls free from the opening in the front of his boxers, and now he just had to expose the fox's hole. Peter felt two brutal jerks: the first, the back of his pants being yanked down below his cheeks, and the second, his tail being pulled aside.
"Jasyn! No! Stop!"
"Stop? Did that work for Alex?" With a third, primal jerk, Jasyn pulled Peter's hips up against his own.
Peter's eyes went wide and he clawed at the sheets, trying to pull himself away, but failing against the younger wolf's strength. He could already feel the stiff pressure of Jasyn's sheath buried in his crack. "Please, Jasyn: I'm sorry!"
"You've had seven years to say you were sorry!" Jasyn ground himself against the fox, "It's too late for that now."
Peter kept screaming, begging Jasyn to quit, but the wolf wasn't listening. Instead, he pushed his sheath against his victim, searching for his hole. Jasyn had already begun to swell in his sheath from the friction -- or perhaps from the power he had over the fox -- but this was still a male he was pressed against, and he was still far from hard. Not that it mattered, though; all he needed was that little bit of swelling, and his tip to be exposed. So long as he had that, the bone in his dick would keep him more than stiff enough to get him inside.
"Stop it! I'm not g...YOU'RE not gay! Don't do this!"
"You're lucky I'm not!" Jasyn barked back, "This would hurt a lot more if I was hard."
With that, Jasyn finally found his mark and thrust as hard as he could. In one fluid motion, his entire wolfhood pierced into Peter as his sheath was forced back by the fox's hole. Peter yelped at the sharp intrusion, but Jasyn just growled. He was barely swelling. Without his baculum, this wouldn't even be working...and he needed this fox to hurt. He needed to be as thick and hard as he could to make Peter feel this...really feel this. And in that moment, he found himself actually angry with his own heterosexuality for standing in the way.
But as the warmth surrounded his still thin wolf-cock, he twitched and moaned. It wouldn't be a problem for long, and, with a smile, Jasyn gripped Peter's hips harder. He pulled out and thrust back in, again and again, guiding his bone in and out of the fox, as it swelled more and more by the second. Every thrust spread Peter wider than before.
"Oh God...oh God...Jasyn! Jasyn, stop! STOP!" The fox reached back, attempting to grab a hold of Jasyn and do something to stop him, but he couldn't even pry the wolf's paws from his hips.
"What!? You didn't think this would hurt?" Jasyn dug his claws into Peter, "Did you think ALEX liked it? Did you think he didn't mean it when he cried for you to stop!?"
"God! Please: I'm sorry!" Peter gave up trying to fight and just cried into the bed as the pain intensified, and he began to feel Jasyn's now fully engorged knot pounding against him.
"That's right, beg!" Jasyn looked down between thrusts, his dick already streaked with the fox's blood, and smiled. "Just like Alex begged you, right!? TELL ME! Tell me what your brother said when you fucked him!"
Peter just whimpered as the knot hit his bleeding, ripped hole, afraid of how much more it would hurt when the knot got past too, "He cried. He begged me to stop, and I...I didn't...God...I didn't..."
"Keep going! Tell me how NICE you were!" Jasyn slammed against Peter harder still, as he began pistoning the fox's entire body and pulling him back as hard as he could into each thrust, "Tell me what the fuck you did to deserve me showing you ANY mercy, right now!"
"I..." Peter grunted and yelped with every thrust, "I can't!"
"Why not!?"
"Because I don't!" The fox sobbed, "I...I don't...deserve..."
"Well, keep going, then!" Jasyn leaned back as he rode the older fur, "What else did he say!? What did YOU say back!?"
"He said it hurt! He asked me to stop...and I...I didn't." Peter winced and tried his best to answer Jasyn, holding back his sobs, "I told him not to tell anyone. He was my brother and he had to do what I said. If he didn't..."
"If he didn't, WHAT!?" As Jasyn screamed, he slammed against Alex's brother again.
"I'd hurt him! I'd hurt him! I threatened him!" It grew harder with every thrust, for Peter to speak through his sobs and yelps, as the fox could feel Jasyn's knot threatening more and more to force itself inside, "I'm so sorry. I didn't know...I didn't know what I was doing!"
"That's right! Good foxy!" Jasyn sounded nearly giddy, getting Peter to admit his threats, "You remember this! You remember that THIS IS WHAT HE FELT!"
All in one motion, Jasyn bent forward over the fox, bit Peter's shoulder, and jammed his knot into his victim's already brutalized ass. As the wolf's seed pumped into Peter, stretching his insides, the fox's blood trickled lightly onto Jasyn's tongue.
Peter screamed out in pain, his claws tearing tiny holes in his sheets as he tensed up on his bed. And then he fell limp, held up off the bed only by Jasyn's teeth, paws, and knot. Slowly, the wolf released his jaw's grip on Peter's shoulder, and the fox slumped lower. As Jasyn's paws, too, left Peter's hips to hold them up on the bed, he, too slumped forward. His shadow, though, still covered his prey as his cock kept twitching, shooting his last few streams inside Peter's tailhole.
His voice lower, Jasyn leaned his head close to the fox's, "Then what...?" He began with a low growl, "Once you'd tied him...once you'd made him your BITCH-" He jerked his knot a bit as punctuation, eliciting a yelp, "...what did you tell him, then?"
Peter let out a long, pained moan before he could begin, "I told him...that...that he did good...that he was a good brother...and...and that..."
"TELL ME!" Jasyn jerked his knot back again, this time eliciting a painful shout.
"That he belonged to me!" Peter yelped out, before crying once again.
"Like you belong to me right now?"
"Yes." The fox barely whispered.
Jasyn's voice had become a lusty growl. "Say it."
"I belong to you..." Peter whimpered.
"Good boy." Jasyn grabbed the fox's ass, one cheek per paw, and pushed them as he jerked back, ripping his knot out with a pop: a pop drowned out by Peter's piercing scream.
As Jasyn stumbled off the bed and to his feet, his dripping cock still hanging out of his open pants and boxers, Peter weakly curled himself into a ball, panting and moaning, and turned his eyes timidly toward his rapist.
"Did you enjoy it, kit?" Jasyn smiled down at him, "Come on. Tell me I did a good job."
Peter just whimpered and looked back down at the bed.
"Come on, now. Tell me I did good...or we'll do it again, until I do."
The fox's eyes closed tight, "You did! I-I loved it..." He whimpered.
Jasyn leaned down, pulling on Peter's muzzle to make him look at him again, "Just like Alex did? Right?"
Peter whimpered, "Just...just like Alex."
Upstairs, another paw touched the front door -- the black gloved paw of an ottercoon -- and the door swung open with just a gentle push; Jasyn hadn't even bothered closing it all the way.
"Jasyn!?" Alex rushed past the ottercoon, bursting into the living room and frantically searching it for any sign of the wolf or his brother.
"Alex..." Matt stepped in after him, but couldn't get the fox's attention.
"Jasyn!?" Alex yipped again, turning toward the stairs to the basement, but was caught firm by Matt's paw before he could get any farther.
"Alex!" Matt jerked the fox to get him to look at him, "Please..." He gently set Alex aside, and moved between him and the stairs. "Wait here, okay? Let me see what's going on...and I'll come back for you. I promise."
Alex just nodded shakily as the ottercoon let him go.
Holding up a finger and keeping an eye on the fox, Matt hesitantly stepped through the door to the basement, and started down the stairs. Once Alex was out of his sight, his pace sped until it brought him through the door to Alex and Peter's room.
"Hey Matt." Zipping his pants back up, Jasyn greeted the ottercoon as he stepped through the door. Matt's eyes, though, were on the fox, as Peter jerked and whimpered, recoiling at the sight of another fur in the room.
Matt looked Peter over, exposed and dripping white and red from his hole. The ottercoon's posture slumped and he let out a long relieved sigh, followed by the hint of a smile, "Fuck Jasyn...I thought you'd come here to kill him!"
"Who's to say I didn't?" Jasyn looked over at Peter as Matt walked closer to the fox, "Something he said though...gave me new ideas."
Matt leaned in to look closer at Peter, "Looks like you had fun. Kinda' makes me jealous, actually."
Jasyn just let out a short chuckle.
"What about you?" Matt lifted Peter's muzzle, looking at him with a dark sneer, "You have fun, too?"
While Peter just whimpered, Jasyn stepped closer, "Are you alone, Matt?"
"No." The ottercoon dropped the fox and stood up straight, again, "Sirrus is in the car, and Alex is upstairs."
"I see." Jasyn rubbed the back of his neck, looking away from Peter, and at the ottercoon, "...Matt?"
"Yeah?" The eldest fur looked back at him.
"This...this all happened so fast." The wolf furrowed his brow, "I...I didn't plan any of it. What...fuck...what do I do now, Matt? With Peter, and...and with Alex?"
"Well, first," Matt clicked his tongue, "We need to get...uhm, Peter...?" He paused as Jasyn nodded, "We need to get Peter cleaned up. We can't let Alex see him like this."
"Why not?" A new voice joined the conversation.
All three furs froze: Matt wincing and closing his eyes while Peter's eyes shot wide open. After a pause, Jasyn turned to find Alex standing in the door way, rocking slightly with his breaths.
At first, the young fox's view had been obscured by the ottercoon and the wolf, but as Jasyn turned, the scene on the bed was exposed to him. Alex's breaths caught in his throat and his eyes stretched wide.
"Alex...I..." Jasyn searched for something, anything, to say, but the younger fox just shook his head, so the wolf closed his muzzle and stopped.
Alex didn't look at his friend, or at the ottercoon who'd driven him here; he just kept his eyes on Peter, and stepped forward hesitantly, in the silence of the room. The older fox whimpered, unable to look at his little brother, and Matt and Jasyn parted as Alex's stride brought him between them and to the bed.
For a moment, Alex saw himself. It was him on that bed. He remembered that same trickle of fluids under his tail. He remembered curling himself up for protection, left wet, quivering, sore, and alone, as his brother disappeared into the hallway outside of their old room. He remembered his paws, sticky and red, when he would clean himself up, afterward. For a moment, he was looking at himself from the outside, curled up here on this bed, afraid and alone.
But that moment passed...and he wasn't the one curled in the bed. Peter was. The elder fox who'd taken such pleasure in something that brought Alex only pain, now felt it himself. Before him, was his brother, who'd slipped into his bed so many times...before slipping into HIM. Before him was the brother who he'd lived in fear of, on some level, for seven years: the brother who fucked him, used him for a quick thrill again and again, and threatened him to never say a word.
But in this moment, Alex felt light. For the first time, the weight that his brother's face normally put on his body was gone. Alex finally didn't see a monster; he saw a broken and pathetic fox, scared and humbled. Peter was no longer a thing of nightmares: he was a thing to be pitied and forgotten.
Alex turned away. He walked to his dresser and leaned heavily against it, his paws gripping its edge as his heavy breaths returned, as if he'd run a marathon. Jasyn followed him, dark paws falling on the fox's shoulders and gripping them in silence.
"Come on, fox!" Matt was the first to speak.
The ottercoon grabbed Peter by the back of his neck and pulled him roughly to his footpaws. Still around his thighs, his pants began to fall, but Matt caught them before Peter could even react. He pulled them back up, shamelessly bumping his paw into the fox's package as he did, and then grabbed one of Peter's own paws and forced the fox to hold his pants up, though they still weren't completely covering him.
Holding Peter by the back of his neck, Matt led him away from the bed, "I'm gonna' go get him cleaned up. We don't need anybody else to see him in this state." Showing no concern for being gentle, Matt pulled him out of the room, "Isn't that right, fox boy?"
Left alone with Jasyn, Alex's breaths grew slower and steadier, and his gaze slowly rose from the top of the dresser. He looked into the tall mirror before him, and tilted his head curiously. There were no tears on his cheeks. He'd expected to cry. His gaze shifted slightly to the reflection of the wolf at his side, and Jasyn's eyes met his in the mirror.
"Alex?" Jasyn spoke low, "Are you ok?"
"No..." Alex took a deep breath and turned away from the mirror to look at Jasyn directly, "I'm not."
Jasyn looked away from his friend and backed up, sitting on the edge of the bed he'd, only a few minutes before, been fucking Peter on, "Damnit. I should have known better..." The wolf looked up at his friend, "I was so angry...and I...I didn't even think that this might only upset you more. I just...I wanted him to hurt, y'know? I wanted you to SEE him hurt. But..." He looked away again, "I just hurt YOU, didn't I? You'd've rather just forgotten it all...and I just reminded you of everything...and forced you to-"
"No, Jasyn." Alex cut him off and sat beside him on the bed, "Stop. I'm not...you didn't..." He took a deep breath as Jasyn looked at him, "You didn't hurt me. I'm not worried about...me, right now."
Jasyn tilted his head, "Then...what...?"
Alex began to shake, finally breaking under the pressure of everything, as he locked eyes with his friend, "I'm worried about you!"
"Alex..." Jasyn moved closer to Alex, putting an arm around his friend as the fox began to cry, "I...I'm fine. You...you don't have to worry about me."
"Yes I do!" Sinking away from Jasyn's arm, Alex ran his fingers through his head fur, "Peter...Peter deserved everything he got. All that and more, even, but...but you..."
"I what?"
"You RAPED him, Jasyn!" Alex looked at him again, shaking more, "I...I don't...I don't even know what the punishment is for that, b-but it's a big fucking deal."
Jasyn leaned in closer to the fox, "You're...you're worried I'll go to jail?"
"Not just jail, Jasyn!" Alex shrugged, "Jail's one thing...but...this kind of thing brands you for life, right? I mean...regardless whether you-you-you..." He took a breath to calm his stutter, "...whether you rape a kid, or just touch one, or rape an adult, or...or just have sex...consensual, even...with, like, a 14-year-old. It doesn't matter what it is...they, just...you're a sex offender for life!"
"Alex...it'll be okay, I-"
"How will it be okay, Jasyn?" Alex looked up at the ceiling, "He'll tell someone, and then there'll be an investigation, and a trial, and you'll...you're entire life could be ruined. E-even if they don't have the evidence, you'll be marked for life! Th-the information...the accusation, it'll always be there!"
"Please, Alex," Jasyn pulled the fox closer, "Please, calm down. Nothing's going to happen to me."
"You can't know that!" Alex buried his face in the wolf's chest, barely noticing his musk this time, like he would have any other...despite how much stronger it was, right now, "You can't know! You...you're entire life could be ruined, Jasyn."
"But it's not."
"But what if it IS!? I can't live with that Jasyn. I can't...I can't go on knowing I ruined your life."
Jasyn pushed him away, looking him dead in the eye, "You...ruined my life? What are you talking about?"
"It...it's all my fault, Jasyn! You did this for me! You...you could have ruined everything...and it was all for me!"
"Ok, stop!" Jasyn raised his voice firmly, but not mad, "You have got to stop this, Alex! I'm not gonna' sit here and let you do this to yourself."
"But-"
"No!" The wolf barked, "Nothing here is your fault! You haven't done anything wrong." He pulled Alex's muzzle up to look him in the eye again, "And more importantly, than that...nothing, and I mean NOTHING will happen to me. Do you hear me?"
"How can you...how can you know that?"
"Because, when Matt's done with him, there won't be a speck of evidence left to prove anything happened. It'll all just be his word against ours...all of ours."
"But...there'll...there'll have to be something left. Matt couldn't get everything."
"Maybe not. But we'll do our best...together. We'll even take his clothes and sheets with us." Jasyn petted the fox's cheek, "But, Alex...even if we did miss something...why would Peter tell anyone what I did?"
"I...because..."
"He wouldn't." Jasyn smiled, "If he tried to go to anyone with what I did to him...all that would do is attract attention to HIM. And, Alex, the LAST thing he'd want is for anyone to find out what HE did to YOU. He'll just want this to go away, I promise."
Alex nodded for a moment, but then blinked and began shaking his head instead, "Wait...no."
"No?"
"I mean, yeah, you...you're right. It makes sense, I mean." Alex closed his eyes in thought, "But...but what if it comes out?"
"It won't."
"No. Not what YOU did." The fox looked back at Jasyn. "What HE did."
"What?" The wolf tilted his head.
"Think about it." Alex took another breath, "YOU know...Matt knows...and everything's changed. I mean, Peter and I...we've just been ignoring it for years. We've acted like nothing happened. But we can't do it anymore. We share a room...he sees me every day, and he won't just forget that I told you."
"True...but-"
Alex cut him off, "And not just me. I mean, what if he sees YOU again? There's just so much that could go wrong now...not to mention..." He paused, "What if he tries to get revenge...on me?"
"I WON'T let that happen!" Jasyn barked.
"That's not the point!" Alex grabbed a hold of his friend's arm, "The point is just...just if it comes out, if my parents or anyone else find out what he did, why things are so...so different...what then?"
Jasyn shrugged, "Wouldn't...that be a good thing: exposing him for everything?"
Alex shook again, "But...you said that the only thing keeping him quiet about today would be his...his fear of getting caught for what he did. If he gets found out anyway and if that...if that's not in the way, what's left to stop him?"
Jasyn couldn't help but laugh, "Seriously?"
"It's not funny..." Alex's ears laid back.
"Sorry..." Jasyn coughed, "It's just...do you really think anyone will listen to: 'But then his wolf friend raped me back!' as a defense?"
Alex betrayed himself with a smile, "No...I guess not."
"Seriously, Alex...I promise you. I'll be fine." Jasyn hugged him close again, "Nothing bad will happen to me, and there is nothing...absolutely NOTHING for you to feel guilty about. You have done nothing wrong, and I don't ever want you to think otherwise, okay?"
"Yeah..." Alex just smiled and sunk into the wolf. His cheeks were still wet, but he was finally able to relax against his friend, and now...now he could smell his musk again. "Thank you."
"So..." Jasyn lightly petted the fox's head, "Are...you okay NOW?"
"Yeah..." Alex opened his eyes, but didn't move, "Peter...didn't suffer enough." He shook his head, and slowly pulled away from Jasyn to look at him one more time, "It's not enough. But...it's a start."
The little fox smiled softly as Jasyn smiled back and pulled him back against his chest.
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There we go! The soap opera, Forbidden, continues!!
This has been a complete and total re-write. I wrote this, from beginning to end over the last week or so, because it was one of only two chapters of Forbidden I was unhappy with. The original recieved negative response, and I wanted to see if I could make it better this time around. I hope I did! ^_^
That means that I wrote the lines and actions of all the characters involved this time around. This time it wasn't an RP. So, the following credits are for the ORIGINAL version...the story that I based THIS version off of.
* Starring: F. R. Borealis as James Peter Moen Alexander Collin Moen and Eric Matthew Cameron Cecil B. North as Jasyn Aiden Fuller *
Cecil was a writer here as well, back in the Yiffstar days. If you want to check out the stuff he wrote back then, go ahead and look him up. His username on here is: Cecil_88
So...Jasyn just raped Alex's brother, Peter! What could this mean from here on out? Will this lead to Peter being exposed for what he did? Could it end up in Jasyn getting in trouble? What could this mean for a straight boy (Jasyn) to have just had sex with another male? How will Alex and Jasyn cope with all of this change? What part will Matt play? What part has he already played out of the sight of Alex and Jasyn? Find out all this and more in the following chapters of Forbidden!
Anyway, thanks for reading!
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See you for the next 48 chapters of Forbidden! ^_^