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Blood splattered everywhere around the intruding object. The hot, poking, malicious rod that tortured was coated in it, as it continued to assault its victim. The victim was a young wolfess, complete with fur that was a wonderful bright pink, and a bust incredibly large for someone her age, swinging freely. Her her jiggled, and if anyone had to guess, this was the typical situation of a dancer being caught out in a dark alley, on a bad night, being raped. Her huge, massive breasts jiggled, her nipples hard and erect despite her trying to hold back her pleasure, her rump thick, rippling with each thrust from behind her bent over form, into her virgin sex. An exotic dancer that was a virgin, she was hoping to scrap together some easy money, without going too far--this night ruined that. A typical dark scene, that lead to others no one would predict.

Her assailant was a folf, his pattern strikingly similar to his step-brother, Niku Cobalt. Ryan Onyx was the same in every way--people wondered how they couldn't be of the same blood, and it was rumored that their families shared some--except that his fur was black and white, instead of black, blue, and purple. His fur had intricate patterns of contrasting shades of black and white, his cock length, thick, meaty, and full, about to burst with his seed the same color of its own self. Finally, the rape was finished. Ryan let out a growl, and the dancer beneath him came around his length. In return, he traded her his seed, glob after glob of his thick, hot liquid, all white... And suddenly everything turned black.

Ryan shook his head, blinking... One moment he was in an alley, the next... All he could see was blurry greys. Was... Was he unconscious? He must have been... His vision came to, and his sadistic grin had left him into a more desperate place. He was in a dull, bleak room, all made of stone. Stone bars guarded the one exit, with a hinge. There were three beds, all cramped close together--none of which looked comfortable, including the one he was laying on. They felt like the stone that surrounded the room. He was stripped of his fashionable clothing, only wearing jeans--not even any underwear. Ryan looked at his lithe figure, then, at the two before him--two hulking, big, black wolves. They wore the same jeans that he did... Ryan looked around, and finally came to. He had been caught, and he was in jail.

He quickly turned away from the other two figures--they looked like siblings to him, but he couldn't tell for sure--realizing that he could either talk to them and either form a friendship or a hostile relationship... Or he could just ignore them. That was probably for the best. He sat, and looked around the room, his thoughts quickly fading him... There was nothing to do. He sighed, and sat in wait, to see what would come next. Surely his jailor would tell him what was to come next, and how they had found him.

No such moment came. His thoughts the only things he had left, he figured either his jailor had forgotten about him, or that he was told as he was unconscious--perhaps they had mistaken him at some point? Or maybe he just forgot. He didn't know, and he continued to look around. Not wanting his sanity to leave him, there must have been something he could do... Something...

He was bored, but not enough to talk to the wolves. But, he was bored enough to push his paw into his pants, his back to them. He hoped they wouldn't notice--he took one stroke. Immediately, his length was firm, thick, and full again. He took another stroke, and another... And stopped. He had an eerie feeling that he was being watched. He waited for several long minutes, the wait agonizing, before he turned around. The two wolves appeared to be in their own world... A relief. Finally, he spoke up, trying to get their attention.

"Hey! Um... So, I'm Ryan On--" he was cut off immediately by a growl by one of the two huge, hulking wolves, and that was enough to startle him into being silent. He may have been a rapist, he may have been ruthless in his ways, forcing so many "sluts" to take his seed... But he knew his place, and here, he was nowhere near top of the line. He didn't want to know what came after the growl, so he stayed silent.

Another long, slow agonizing wait... Finally, something moved! The stone bars, only for three disgusting bowls to be tossed in, and the bars to be slammed tight again. The door locked and impossible to break through--and it would probably be stupid to attempt anything such as that as well--Ryan looked at his bowl. Inside was something gelatinous, a state between water and solid, something that would quench his painful thirst, and his hunger. He held the bowl to his face, started to lick, and immediately recoiled back. The taste was disgusting! Bitter, almost as if a bunch of salts were mixed with the nastiest herbs he knew, this was something he couldn't stand to have on his tongue! But... He looked at the bowl again, slowly, with disgust. He didn't have any other option. He downed it, gagging, and nearly vomiting back up.

Ryan Onyx had never been caught before, and never been to his local jail. He didn't ever realize how poorly the furs were treated here. He sighs, and looks at the one warming thing he had--a thin linen "blanket", closer to a sheet. He didn't know what time it was, but he was cold, and it seemed like a year in a day. It was only one time. Time for bed...

Thump... He heard a noise. Thump... Thump... Thump thump thump... Then came an unfamiliar sound, and then... Squelching thumps. Ryan opened his eyes, yawning... Was it morning already? No... He had barely been asleep... He turns his head slightly, and looks over--immediately turning his head back. Did... Did he just see one wolf fucking the other?! He slowly turned his head again... Sure enough, a thick, black sack was beating against the other's. A gigantic black penis, bigger than his own--it must have been a foot and a quarter, knot included--dangled freely, bobbing about, as another was thrusting vigorously. He heard grunts, cries, and moans, as the massive, muscular, beefy male took the other's ass. One chest was against one back, and one head was just above the other.

Ryan immediately turned his head away again. He... He wasn't gay, he was straight--not even "bi". This was disgusting! The two... Did the fuck every night?! He tried to ignore it, and his thoughts wandered... What if he would have to be in that position... But he was straight! But... There were no women here, and he had desires... His cock needed to fuck, needed to explode... His thick, meaty, erect... Wait, erect?! He looked down in shame. The two massive beasts going at it had turned him on... But... They couldn't have; he was straight! He tried to settle the conflict in his mind, and, unable to, looked over again.

They were almost done, he could tell. The "topping" wolf's knot was stuck in the other's ass, lodged, unable to come out, as he continued to ram it. The free, dangling cock that glistened with sweat pulsed rapidly. Finally, it happened... With vigorous thrusting, and with Ryan rubbing fast, not even realizing what he was doing, all three came. The two panted, and Ryan pretended, immediately, to be asleep. Soon enough, his consciousness left him, and he was drifting off, pleased.

He woke up the next day, and faced away from the two again. He didn't want to speak of what he saw, or let them know. They seemed too focused to have caught him. He still couldn't believe what he saw... He looked down... This was getting to be a problem; yet again, he was erect. He picked up a stone pebble, and threw it up in the air. He caught it, and threw it again. He didn't know how long he'd be here, but it was probably going to be a long time... He might as well find a way of having fun. He tossed it against the wall. It fell. He tossed it again, after picking it up. It bounced, and he caught it. He made a game out of it...

And started to think. He needed to have some fun, some relief, daily... By the looks of it, there was no way those two brothers, weighing much more than him, muscular behemoths compared to his slightly muscular, lean frame, would let him fuck them... Fuck them?! A few days ago, his mind would have never even traveled to another man's ass. He sighed, tossing the pebble again. If he wanted relief--real relief, he... He would have to be taken. He shuddered at the thought. It was time for an experiment. Pretending to reach into his jeans to scratch his rump, he quickly massages his tailhole, thinking of the previous night.

He was immediately hard... And there was no denying it. He may have been straight. He may have been "bi". But now, the more he thought about what he saw, the more his other thoughts became meaningless in this new place, he was turning gay. Or possibly "bi"... He couldn't figure it out. All he knew was, it was time to say hello to the two hulking figures, in a new way.

Continuing to have his back towards them, he lifts his tail straight up into the air. His fingers grab ahold of his pants, and lower them slightly, letting them sag. His crack showed, along with the top part of his ass. He was inviting them. He wondered if they would notice... Soon enough, he felt a hot breath against his neck. A paw pulled down his pants further, and another groped his crotch. One of the wolves spoke in a deep, dark voice.

"Well well... Looks like we got a new playtoy." The two beings never seemed to talk much, so he gulped, taking this very seriously. They stood him up, and dropped their own pants, naked, erect, displaying their massive cocks. His was huge and thick, but theirs were only larger.

They look turns lusting over him, licking at his chest and his neck, rubbing at his crotch, squeezing and smacking at his ass, fondling his testicles, tugging at his penis, running their paws along his chest and thighs. He just stood there, letting them--he didn't have much of a choice now. But... Ryan looked down at his twitching length. He was enjoying this... His ass was slapped once more, more powerfully than before. He slowly climbed onto his bed, and got onto his paws and knees. He raised his tail, his ass on display, his mouth open wide.

One of the big, black wolves moved to his maw. He smirked, and without remorse, shoves his length down Ryan's mouth, into his throat. He didn't care to take his time, he just pushed it in, as if he owned it.

The other moved to his ass, and spread his cheeks. He spat into it, the wet, thick fluid entering his tailstar. Another spit, and another... His tailhole was massaged further, before another, final spit, followed by the tip of the wolf's penis, entered Ryan.

Ryan expected to cry out, but instead, moaned around one of the nameless wolf's cocks. His own was rock hard, and bobbed a little. His pants were on the ground, in a pile with the others. His eyes widen, as he was forced to take more, and more of the black penis. All but the knot was inside his ass, and he was forced to suck on every last bit of the other male's length.

Both started to saw their lengths inside of him, working him, facefucking and slamming into his ass, slowly. The cocks, together, would pull out and in, out and in. Ryan felt so many sensations, from the hot, large rod in his ass, burning inside of him, to the spreading of his walls, his ass forced to spread wider than ever, to the wonderful taste of a sweaty, furry cock in his maw. His tongue circled around it as he moaned obediently, his own length bobbing up and down, up and down. He reached out to fondle the man's testicles, greedily feeling up his sack.

He was turned into nothing more than a slut, and he knew it. And he liked it. All of those raped sluts that he took... He was now one of them, and he loved it--he wasn't being raped, but he thought for a moment how easily he could have been. The wolves began to thrust harder, faster into him... He grinned. He remembered from the night before, that they were intensely powerful, but neither had much stamina. He was going to get a nice, quick pounding, and that's how he wanted it.

Ryan bobs his head faster, and faster, and soon enough, a knot was forced into his ass. He cries out in pain and pleasure, and he took the two with vigor that neither had shown anyone before. They rapidly, powerfully took him, each determined to outmatch the other, and enjoy him to their full extent, as each thick length throbbed. A black length in his maw, another in his ass, and his own white penis, all twitching with excitement, everything became nearly a blur as a frenzy of licks, suckling, fondling, and ramming went on. The penis never left his ass, the thick knot lodged inside of him, and soon his throat never found relief either. Everything seemed to be going as fast as possible, until it sped up once more.

And finally... There was relief. All three moaned out, crying out in sheer delight as cum splattered everywhere. Ryan released his seed all over his bed, as his ass and maw were filled up with endless jets of white semen. He lapped up every last drop, and took in every last spurt, down to the final dribbles.

Ryan whimpered, and cried out as they pulled out of him, in pain. He was beyond sore, and beyond pleasured. He turned to look at the male who took him, one of the two that would make his stay here, however long, much more enjoyable. He looked at the penis that took his virgin tight ass, noticing just before he passed out, that blood splattered everywhere around the intruding object.