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Naveed loved the train. Flying freaked the 28-year-old out and it was apparently against the laws of physics to ride solo on a bus without a screaming baby sitting directly beside, in front or behind him. The train, though? Leg room, crazy fast wi-fi, hot meals, plenty of scenery, and a long enough trip for him to reminisce over his week-long sexcation. Truth be told, though, Naveed was doing more than thinking about his little getaway, he was watching the evidence on his laptop! Discretely, of course. The brown wolf had a nice, lonesome window seat near the back of the very last car. There were only a dozen or so people in it, and the rest were crowded near the front as if the front of the bus was for cool kids. The canine only played it safe; he had every opportunity to turn the volume down and switch windows if somebody made their way to the back.

Making the train ride more pleasant were the views. The one outside of his window? A painting of winter whizzing by, the sights of frozen lakes and snow-covered pines occupying his mind whenever he turned away from the screen to rest his eyes. Spying icy mountains on the horizon sometimes made the wolf shiver, even if the temperature inside the cabin was warm enough. The sun was soon to set, though, and Naveed was eager to catch it. Sunsets in a big city like Aurora were a lot harder to appreciate. The wolf's other fantastic view? The train attendant assigned to rear cars was a young stallion. The tight little blue uniform number made the horse's ass look so great Naveed had bought overpriced snacks everytime the attendant came by with his cart.

Naveed's own appearance didn't warrant much of a second glance from most. True, both of his ears were pierced and glinted of silver piercings, but he didn't have anything so extreme to cause worry this day in age. Second glances might be awarded from a few, though. At 5'11" he wasn't the tallest, his packed body didn't have the muscle so many others did, and he wasn't cute as all that, but, the scruff on his face and hard features often appealed to those looking for the rougher sort. Thankfully, the fun, rougher sort was usually what the wolf was looking for! Far from a twink, the gay wolf seemed more more in line with the 'bear' side of things as far as aesthetics went, and he was pleased with that. For the train ride he opted for the most comfortable of clothing - sandals he'd kicked off from departure, loose, baggy jeans, and a light, white cotton t-shirt that read "Got pup?" If he was going to be on the train for four to five hours he'd decided to stay comfortable rather than edgy.

Fighting urges to undo his zipper a little, Naveed stayed good, choosing to watch instead of rub off to it. It was rare that the wolf got to hang out with his once-best friend, a big lion who'd taken to Naveed after a drunken night of partying and soon-after come out of the closet. Their sex had evolved over the past decade. Their meetings had become so rare that Panthus made sure to treat Naveed to the finest things in life: pain and leather. The home video on his screen was rife with both. It took place in Panthus's bedroom, a darkly decorated room which temporarily had its window sealed up to make it serve as a dungeon for the wolf's visit.

Naveed spied on himself in the fullscreen video. Video-Naveed wore a leather harness and jockstrap set while getting strapped into a sling hanging from the ceiling. Towering over the wolf was an even more muscle-bound lion standing well over 6', teasingly dragging his claws over his smaller companion's chest as he circled, getting him nice and strapped in. On the train, Naveed licked his lips and ran a paw between his thighs while watching Panthus slip a small dildo into the wolf's mouth and strap it around his head, muffling his 'prisoner's' moans with his rubber, phallic gag.

The trained slowed. Naveed lifted his eyes from the video and caught a sign as it passed - "Welcome to North Point - Population: 871." The wolf sighed, this rural, northern route was littered with little towns that wouldn't exist without the railway being there. The upside to such frequent stops was that they weren't well-populated. Hardly any passengers got on or off. Having another two hours left in the video, Naveed was also grateful he'd have time to see all of it. A marathon porn session would be tough, but, the wolf hadn't ruled out running to the bathroom to take care of business after the video. The man watched for the loading platform, thankfully spotting only a lone boarder.

Back to his video with a smile he went. The man didn't have to worry much about losing his privacy anymore, not with one new passenger. Still, he turned the volume down just a tad in case the boarder sat anywhere within a few rows of him. Then, he opened up a browser, right to MyFace. Naveed figured it would be a nice boss-screen in case somebody tried to spy on his laptoping adventure. Ounce of prevention and all that jazz. Realizing he hadn't visited it in a week, he was elated to see 14 new friend requests, over 50 new subscribers and 11 private messages!. He'd become quite the popular wolf to follow since being hired at a local, online paper (he preferred it over "highly structured professional city-based blog aggregate"), getting the gig with some savoury connections at university (see: "rougher sort").

Panthus was a bit of an odd sight in the video - the rough, dominant-acting lion was laced into a leather corset, black lace panties, and leather garter with fishnet stockings, keeping his massive muscle weight all weighted onto one side. The stance made his ass look absolutely gorgeous whenever the camera glinted either side! The tailored, feminine bondage gear squeezed in all of the right places, making Panthus look like a cross-dressing powerhouse of a male. Muscle bound in lace. He was made more intimidating with a riding crop gently tapping against his monstrous thigh.

"Is the puppy regretting that he came to visit?" the on-screen lion purred, bringing the tip of the crop up from Naveed's tummy to the center of his chest and back down, making the wolf shiver. He lifted the end up with a slight turn of his wrist, then, cracked it back down on the wolf's thigh, making Naveed whimper through the gag and twist in the restraints. Naveed tried to say something, but, the gag muffled him. "I can't hear you," Panthus said, calmly. "This is going to be a long session if you can't answer..." Crack! "a simple..." Crack! "question." Crack!

On the train, Naveed's dick twitched with each strike just as the dick underneath the jockstrap on screen did. Hell, he was still wearing the thing underneath his baggy jeans! His eyes closed and his paw went south again, squeezing his package through his jeans. He groaned in a surge of pleasure, close to the edge right then!

"Howdy."

Naveed snapped a wide-eyed, shocked gaze up to the sight of the boarder standing next to the empty seat beside the wolf. Naveed slammed the lid of his laptop down with a laugh, his body not knowing how else to respond to nearly(?) getting caught. "H-hi!" the wolf stuttered. The young man looked the middle-aged Buck up and down. Muscular, almost like Panthus, but he had a lot of extra padding... wider face, rounder features, and what could only be a pretty serious beer gut. Probably taller, too, about 6'3". His clothing? Jeans, like Naveed's, but he had a thick flannel shirt for a top that just screamed lumberjack or musky-bar-poker-player. The top buttons were undone, too, letting tufts of dark brown chest fur spill out from between. And the buck's antler's! Large, intricate antlers that forced him to lean down slightly when standing in the car, telling Naveed that the man must have been 40, 45, perhaps older. They were glorious, well cleaned.

None of it let the wolf wanting! In fact, his dick just bulged in his jeans with added aggression. 'Calm. Down. Just breathe,' he counselled himself, trying to will the blood away from his tent. Mind over gutter. The canine drew a breath in through his nose, the smell travelling directly to his knees to make 'em shake in his jeans. Thankfully it wasn't all-that noticeable on account of the loose pants!

"Mind if I sit down?"

"Nope," Naveed said, leaving no time for thought on it. It was the polite thing to do, even though he was kicking himself half a second later. The buck was already sliding into the seat as Naveed realized that his video was still up on his laptop. He couldn't open it without revealing the home-made porn to the guy! The wolf looked around. Indeed, Naveed had half of the train car to himself. Why was the deer sitting down right beside him? "... if you don't mind cramped aisle seats?" Naveed asked, subtly pointing out the empty seats around them. He hoped the buck would get the polite hint.

"Mmm. Don't think I'll mind this time," the buck said. "Unless I'm intruding? I just hate travelling alone, makes the time pass by so slowly. Claustrophobia feels so much worse without someone to talk to. You look like a nice lad, too, if I can say that. Are you sure it's alright? I can move, if you want..." the older gentleman said.

Naveed, feeling right guilty and selfish for trying to move the guy away, smiled and shook his head. "'Course not. Name's Naveed, by the way."

"If you don't answer, I'm lighting the candle."

Naveed's heart stopped. The video on the closed laptop was still playing. Sound and all.

"... what?" the buck asked.

"S-sorry, YourTube's up."

Both of them heard a loud, muffled yell and the sounds of ruffling against leather.

"Getting all of this wax out is gonna hurt, pup. Just sayin'. Want me to avoid the fur?" the lion from the closed laptop asked. He was followed by more muffled yells of protest.

On the train, Naveed's cock twitched again. Avoiding the fur meant one place for wax. "I, uh... must be an ad," Naveed said. The wolf pulled out his messenger bag from underneath the seat and unzipped it, ready to just hurl the laptop in and seal it up. He couldn't even get to the power button without opening it up!

"Sounds more like something on YourPorn," the buck said, chuckling, "... might be an ad I wanna see." The big, older male grabbed the lid of the laptop and lifted it up.

"Wait!"

The sight shocked the cervine. Naveed was in a sling, the wolf's black jockstrap having been pulled off to the side of his member. That big, ebony dick was standing proud up against his defined abs serving as a perfect, tender target for the lion's sadism. Splatters of hard wax were on his thighs, chest, and stomach already. Naveed looked between the screen and the handsome buck sitting beside him while Panthus tilted a pink, long and thick candle over his companion. Liquid wax smoothly poured over the side and dripped right down onto the wolf's exposed dick, the liquid seeping down over his balls before hardening onto them. It was a candle designed for that sort of play, thankfully, removing most of the risk of scalding while retaining the shocking burn.

Naveed leaned forward and put his paw on the trackpad, attempting to move the mouse up to the little X in the corner of the video window. "Anyways, that was th-"

"Leave it," the buck rumbled. He undid another button on his shirt, reached underneath the fabric and gently scritched underneath his left nipple, his paw wandering there as he watched it.

Against his better judgement, the wolf smiled and looked back to the video. It was turning the guy on? As embarrassing as it was, Naveed couldn't help but feel a little flattered. Flattered and a little hot (Alright, flattered and more than a little turned on). He sat back and let the video play, wincing as he remembered what came next. He could still feel the sting underneath his clothes.

On screen, Naveed experienced intense mix of sensation. The viscous wax spread over his tender, exposed flesh, hardening almost instantly onto the dick. Pain made his cock jump before even consciously registered it, making the burn he felt mix with the immediate seizure of pleasure travelling up the wolf's thighs. The man howled muffled pain into the rubber dildo and thrashed his body in the sling, acting on both the transcendent burning and the orgasm that was exploding in its aftermath. The shock of pain sent the wolf's spunk gushing over a drenched face, chest, and floor beneath.

Shaking, closed the laptop lid and gulped. "Was just watching something my friend messaged me."

The buck smirked, reached over and opened the screen. His paw went down and touched over his crotch, letting the wolf know just how cool he was with it. "Looks like you strung up in that," he said.

"... Friend thought he looked similar, too. Really, really funny," the younger one replied. He reached for the track-pad and tried to move the pointed up to close the video window, but, he paused when the buck touched his wrist and held.

From the laptop, "Fuck, Naveed. I thought we discussed this? You only get to cum once this trip, and I made you blow your load Day One. How the fuck are you gonna make up for it, huh? Answer me!" the lion demanded of the gagged pet. "I guess you're going to let me use one of my new cock-sheathes on your little bubble butt. Your hole can handle it, right? You're a loose enough lecher bitch?"

"Looks a lot like you, eh?" the buck goaded, not missing a beat from the lion on screen. The older male knew the truth, of course, he just couldn't resist teasing the masochist. "I bet you were jerking yourself off. Right 'ere the train. Mmm, you a sick freak, Nav? Is that you getting worked over by a muscle-kitten?" The buck had turned in his seat. His big ass was turned towards the wolf, now, giving the male a lot less leg-room, constricting him in there with the laptop open.

Naveed knew that he was in a new game. The exposure being the thrill it was, he felt his cock twitching closer and closer to just blowing in his pants. "Sick freak?" he asked. The corner of his mouth lifted up. "Yes, sir." He licked his lips. "But I wasn't pulling it. Just, uh, watching. It only happened a few days ago," he explained, "first time I've watched it, actually. Besides, I've never done shit in public, you can get in serious shit for that," he said. "... there's over an hour left if you wanna watch more. A good, secluded bunch of bushes outside of Aurora station, if you're getting off with me there..."

"Next stop's mine, actually," the buck said, "but thanks for the offer. Tell you what, though..." the male said. He reached over and grasped the zipper on Naveed's jeans. While the young wolf watched, the stranger pulled it down, exposing the top of his thighs to the fresh cabin air. The buck reached in, running a finger along the leather front of his companion's jock, tacitly mocking the wolf for the rather flaming choice of clothing. "How about we both get off now?"

The wolf's eyes widened. His grin was reserved, but, it wasn't false, he was intrigued by it. It'd been a few years before he'd been risky like that! And even in his youth he'd never done anything quite this crazy. Getting off on a train? In the open car?! Something about the buck made Naveed unable to resist the offer. After lifting his gaze up to make sure no-one was coming towards the back, Naveed unbuttoned his jeans, reached in and tugged his hard cock out from the jockstrap. His meat was long, tapered, and dark-skinned, and the flickering light from the snow-covered trees in the window made it glisten with the built-up pre-cum he'd leaked out over the last hour of watching the video. The odour of it raised from his opened jeans, hitting the suddenly moaning men like a truck. Naveed's paw left it, heading for the buck's covered thigh. He gently placed it on the inside, then, rubbed it up along his jeans inch-by-inch towards his crotch.

The older man let out a soft, low groan and shifted himself forward in his seat, giving the wolf the change to undo his pants. As he waited, the buck pulled his backpack up to his chest, unzipped, and started rummaging through in search of something.

Grateful that the backpack offered some visual cover, Naveed faced forward as he unbuttoned the stranger's jeans, pulled down his zipper and reached in. No underwear! Just a paw full of very sweaty, hard herbivore dick. The wolf realized that this was his first time fucking around with a 'prey' species. It felt nice, given that the buck was clearly the one with the upper hand in the situation. It was a hot role reversal for the wolf. Naveed grasped the fat cock and gave it a squeeze, eliciting a moan from the older male. It was thicker than his, certainly felt heavier, probably longer too! The wolf's mouth was watering. He yanked it out of the parted jeans, exposing the pair of them to another overwhelming smell of musk and precum.

"... What's that say on the kitten's paddle?" asked the buck.

Naveed forced his eyes from the buck's meat to see the screen instead. The dressed up feline was threateningly hitting a big, wooden paddle into his own paw. The video showed odd letters raised out of the wood. Blushing underneath his fur, the wolf gulped and nodded towards the screen. "... Just watch. You can read it soon enough. Sir." In the video, Naveed's legs were tied up even higher, perfectly exposing his ass to the camera.

The lion in the video hissed and slammed the paddle into Naveed's butt. The bound wolf again howled into his gag and thrashed, but, Panthus kept hitting the paddle down over and over with perfect, measured timing, hitting his pet's ass in the same place with ten rapid strikes, each one making the wolf twist and cry more than the last. When the lion finally gave the wolf a break, red letters spelling "WHORE" were raised out of his fine-furred rump in letters of welts, the 'O' marked into his ass circling right around his puckered tail-hole.

"Mmm," the voyeuristic buck moaned, "I think I'd like you. Fan of bondage? That's not all for his benefit, is it, puppy?"

Naveed smirked. "No, sir. Born for that shit."

With a hint of mischief in his eye, the buck pulled a pair of handcuffs out of his bag. They looked like standard, shiny metal cuffs - uncomfortable and painful if tugged too much against. He spotted the wolf unconsciously rub his right wrist, probably in anticipation of it! "Good to know. This is the only thing I have on me right now, but... let me slap it on your wrist?"

Naveed knew better. Porn in public was one thing, masturbation in public another, and bondage in public was yet another still. The three together could spell serious shit if they were caught. Yet, an hour into the video and a few minutes into playing around with the godly deer was enough to make him forget the greater concerns of decency. He wanted to be this buck's plaything. So, Naveed took his paw off of the male's dick and offered the wrist to him. The cold touch of metal clamped down around his wrist, then, the buck reached underneath Naveed to grab at his sore mound of ass.

"Lift," the buck ordered, "I wanna see your ass, pup. Stand up."

Nervous, the wolf stood up from his chair as far as the laptop's table would allow. He felt the buck tug his jeans and underwear down with one swipe, sliding them down the wolf's sweaty thighs until they hung at his knees.

"Oh, that's gorgeous!" the stranger exclaimed, moving his fingers over the top of the "E" on Naveed's ass. There it was - almost healed up from when it brightly read "WHORE", but, the letters were still there. The wolf he was with was still marked! His dick stiffened, growing ever-harder over his thigh. The buck moved his paw up to the wolf's shoulder, then, pulled him back down into his seat. He lifted the wolf's wrist up over his head, shoved the unused handcuff under and over-top of the metal bar above his seat, and (not-so) gently kicked the wolf's leg. "Now for your other wrist, puppy."

"Don't you think this might be a bit, uh, too visible?" Even as Naveed asked, his left arm lifted to join the other behind his head. He felt the clamp of steel close in around his second wrist, securing them together around the bar just above his headrest. The wolf tried to pull his paws forward, but, they stayed locked behind him! He scanned forward, hoping nobody saw his new, awkward position from which he couldn't escape without the buck's key. The sting in his wrists burned from trying to pull against the metal, but the painful sensation made him twitch in pleasure - after all of these years too many forms of pain were directly tied to a certain organ when the blood was flowing to it. Thinking back, the wolf realized that he'd never felt so exposed in his life! Knee-shaking from nervousness and excitement made his jeans slip off the end of his knees, crumpling down on the floor around his ankles to leave only his jockstrap still up. Despite how terrified he was of getting caught, Naveed's dick pulsed against his chest. The young man was hard-up to fucking release already.

"Don't worry about it, puppy," the buck replied. He noticed that those words seem melt some anxiety off of the canine's face, and, smiled. Boys like him were so fun to play with sometimes. "Plenty of time if someone heads back here. Now, just let the big buck show you what a real man's like, eh?" he offered. He squeezed Naveed's cock in his paw to give it four very quick, hard strokes, making the poor boy jerk his hips back and forth in his seat. He'd had paw-jobs before - a few of them even from others! - but the buck's wide, muscular paw was wrapped around the very base of his cock, teasing at the formation of his knot. The squeezing felt like it was travelling back into his sheath. "Mmm!" the buck moaned. "I expected you to yell out with that. You look so close already. Good pup, you know how to handle yourself with your tiny dick gettin' played with. Come on, pup, cry out for me? You know you want to," he teased. "At least give the ol' deer a nice yip?" His stillness ceased with another series of hard, fast strokes, this time ten quick ones in a row.

Naveed's body twisted in his seat, feeling the soft, comfortable fabric gently grind against his ass. It was a little painful, still, he could feel the letters of healing welts burn with each rub against the seat. He forced his jaw shut and pressed his tongue in between his sharp, canine teeth, doing everything he could to not alert the entire car to their shenanigans. His eyes zeroed in on the movie. He couldn't look away from what he knew was next. He watched his own body react as Panthus opened his palm and carefully smacked it down over the bound wolf's balls.

Video-Naveed thrashed even worse than he was on the train: yelling, whimpering, begging through his ball-smacking ordeal, getting hard again despite the pain he remembered feeling. He could feel his balls shifting inside of his sac, reacting to the ghost of gut-sinking pain/pleasure he felt from that slap to his sac. Panthus then caressed his friend's balls in a tender way, teased his claws over the orbs, then, lifted his paw to strike it down against them a second time.

"Oooh! Pup can handle that?"

Naveed blinked. Oh no. Oh, hell no! Not here! "P-please-" he started, unable to finish his plea before the big buck's paw wrapped around his balls and squeezed. Tight. Naveed's eyes rolled into the back of his head, his hips lifted off of the chair, his dick surged and gushed precum over its tapered head, and the wolf's maw hung open. He tried to stay silent, he really did, but the wolf let out a moan of pained pleasure that reverberated through the empty, acoustic train car. He couldn't help it, as pleasure filled his cock a sickened feeling flooded his stomach, making his whole body wrench in sensory confusion. In moments the sickened feelings were confused with pleasure, turning half of his body into stimulated, erogenous pleasure.

The buck let the wolf's ball-sac go. The wolf regained himself, and, made his eyes open again to look forward. He could see more than few people glancing back towards the pair, wondering what on Earth that sound was. Panicked, Naveed tried to hide the handcuffs behind his neck, trying to make it look like he was sitting back on the train with his arms up behind his head in a way that couldn't be comfortable, like a god-damned idiot. Naveed felt the questioning eyes peering at the pair, convinced that they knew what was going on!

Saved by a bell. A nice, pleasant one over the PA, indicating an announcement. "Attention passengers," a voice over the PA system called. Naveed breathed a sigh of relief as everybody turned forward, seemingly more interested in the announcement that in who or what made the noise. "We will be arriving at Nickel Creek ahead of schedule. Our ETA is now five minutes."

"Aww," the buck said, sounding genuinely disappointed in the wolf's relief. He wanted to see the boy sweat. "Tempted to keep on riding with you... but somebody's waiting for me. Tell you what, I'll make this quick for you."

"W-wait," Naveed said, "They heard me, I think it'd be safer if I-"

"-stayed really, really quiet while I get you off with my face?" the buck finished. His tone was of a very assertive question - it was an order, not a request. The buck smiled as he got only a whimper and a nod out of the horribly aroused canine in response. "Watch the clock, puppy. I'm a happy buck to suck. If you last five minutes I'll make you blow just before I have to jet."

Naveed blinked, then, shook his head. "I can't last that long. I'm s-sorry, but I'm really fucking primed," the canine explained. "If you're gonna go down on me I'll probably blow it. Only because you're really, really hot," he said, hoping that the buck would take his certain-premature-orgasm as a compliment.

The buck's smile faded. He leaned in, grabbed Naveed's balls and squeezed yet again, making the wolf squirm in his seat. The buck's mouth went up to the canine's ear, in view of anyone if they looked back to the pair. "If you're a big enough slut to cum in a stranger's mouth in earshot of lots of innocent bystanders with only a little dick-slobberin', then you deserve what's coming. Isn't that right, puppy?" he asked. The stranger's tongue extended from his mouth, licking into Naveed's ear-cup, teasing the sensitive flesh with his wide, slobbery tongue. "Do you deserve what's coming if you can't last?"

Naveed closed his eyes, gulped, and nodded. "Yes."

"Yes, who?"

"Yes, sir."

The stranger looked again to Naveed's laptop. He looked at the taskbar, then, grinned at seeing the open MyFace window. "Hmm... you really should log out of this shit when you're done," he said.

"What?" Naveed asked. Eyes wide, he quickly shook his head, "N-no, come on man. I have family on there. Close it."

Staying silent on it, the buck switched back to the video instead of closing the wolf's beloved social profile. Naveed smiled and nodded in gratitude, but, was immediately drawn in to the video again. The video version of the wolf had his legs spread wide open now, leaving his big, abused ball-sac hanging down over his taint. The lion drew the riding crop from earlier up to the tender, abused sac, and started tracing the tip of it around the balls with a dominant, pleasured purring.

The buck made his move. Shifting his ass in his seat away from Naveed, the big male leaned down, opened his maw and enveloped the moaning canine's twitching, rock-hard cock into his mouth, noting from the laptop screen that he had four minutes before he had to disembark. With a sinister grin he sealed his lips around the shaft, curled his tongue around the tip of the canine's cock and wrapped his paw around his knot, squeezing the bulb as he vacuum-sucked the male. The canine beneath him shifted in his seat, squirmed, moaned quietly over and over and fought against the handcuffs holding his arms up. After a few quick, very powerful bobs of his head, the buck was impressed that the canine had kept his cum in those big, overfilled balls!

Figuring he had about three minutes, the buck decided to play dirty. He rubbed his free paw's middle finger around his own cock, getting it covered in pre-cum and sweat. The glistening, musky finger then slipped underneath his chin, in between Naveed's ass-cheeks and then right up into his tail-hole, protesting with a fearful, futile clench. With a little worming his finger sunk into the hole, waiting until his knuckle was past the boy's ring of muscle before circling his finger around rapidly, making the tail-hole gape open as he fingered him.

Naveed thought he'd been alright. The sucking was incredible, but, the canine was sure that he could beat his own original expectations and survive the five minutes. As the buck sucked harder he leaned in more, and soon Naveed felt the buck's frightening set of antler's bump up against his stomach and chest. Naveed was worried some of those points would cut him! They didn't, know. They only had the effect of making Naveed feel more trapped, more at the mercy of the stranger sucking him off in public.

As that finger squirmed into him? He knew he was going to lose it. Whimpering and shaking his head in certain defeat, Naveed clenched, closed his eyes and tried to think up the worst thoughts to stop himself from blowing. The sudden circling of the finger stopped all of that hope, though, he couldn't even conjure images outside of what was happening to him right in that moment. He even forgot about the video on the screen! Everything in the world disappeared into that hot, warm mouth fighting to milk him of cum.

Naveed let out a series of three, quick yips as his hips bucked, shooting gush after gush of salty cum into the stranger's waiting mouth. He felt pressure around his dick as the mouth filled to the brim with cum, he felt it squirting out of the sides of the buck's mouth to flow down his cock, over his thighs, messing the wolf's fur up with his own spunk. Worse still, the canine saw two people look back, an elderly deer lady and a younger, rough-looking fox boy. The buck's mouth raised on his cock as he took in the cum, making the top of his antler's peak up over the seats in front, letting everyone witnessing Naveed's dirty moans know just where the deer's head was.

Naveed kept his eyes open and attempted to relax his face, to keep the look of orgasm off of it, but, a sudden moan and whimper from his throat betrayed him completely, making the two who'd seen him look away and forward with disgust in their faces. His orgasm rolled on! The elderly doe whispered to the person sitting next to her, and Naveed saw a younger, shocked deer look back to examine Naveed for himself. The angry male lifted his hand and gave the wolf the finger, then, indignantly turned faced forward again.

Naveed had never felt more humiliated in his entire life. He looked down to his crotch to see the buck lifting off of him. His dick, balls and the seat below were covered in cum, though it wasn't half of it - most of it was right there in the buck's mouth, the canine saw. Naveed saw that the buck's cheeks were bloated with wolf spunk, and he didn't seem to be swallowing for some reason, instead breathing through his flaring nose. A grin slowly came on his face, a sick, devious one that hinted to dark ideas.

Barely able to move his legs after such an intense climax, Naveed watched as the buck took the laptop into his own lap, switching to the MyFace page once again. "No!" the canine growled in a low whisper, not wanting to attract even more attention. "Don't. Don't you fucking dare," the canine said, before looking down to his dirty, cum-covered crotch. If the people who'd noticed him told anybody? He was still there with his paws locked above his head and his pants around his ankles, the seat and much of Naveed's body covered in saliva and spunk. Naveed opened his mouth to protest more, but, a domineering stare from the buck shut the canine's protests down. Somehow the buck still commanded Naveed's submission, even if his mouth was too stuffed full of the cum to speak just yet. The canine looked away from the screen as soon as he saw the buck click on "Upload". Naveed felt powerless. He knew what was happening, but, was physically powerless to stop it. He could protest more, but, he doubted it would do anything... and aside from that, he'd agreed to it. He told his sir that he'd pay a cost if he came early. Naveed was a man of his word, even in the heat of wanting to blow his load.

After the buck spent a few minutes seemingly puttering around on MyFace the laptop was put back. The screen in front of him showing Naveed's latest post to his hundreds of friends and thousands of local subscribers - "My Vacation! NSFW ^_~", a play button, a length indicator of the full 2.5 hour video file. He saw Panthus's name as a tag for the post's comment. Unless he was able to stop it, the file would be public as soon as the "Uploading..." dialogue finished! His life would be ruined, or, seriously fucked up at the very least.

Naveed let his head fall back and his eyes raise to the windows. The winter scenery outside was turning dark, he'd missed most of the sunset in his ordeal of a blowjob. The dread was overcoming him, made worse by the pleasant wording over one of the windows in big, blue text - "Destination Rail - Why the fastest internet? So you can turn commute time - into business time!" 'Fuck,' Naveed thought. 'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Fuck Destination Rail, fuck MyFace, fuck!, fuck Panthus, fuck you, you fucking insane antler-fuck-!'

Naveed hated the god-damned fucking train.

The male couldn't believe what started to happen. The buck looked to make sure nobody was looking back, then, stood up to bring his feet up on either side of the male in the seat. With his pants still up around his hips from the back, the big, imposing buck brought his body up in front of Naveed's, the canine's mouth and eyes now at level with the 'prey's' frightening cock. To any passenger that might look back, they'd see the buck's backside at level with Naveed's headrest! And to make the tension all the more stinging to the wolf, their train was already slowing for its stop at Nickle Creek. Naveed looked up to the buck. Even if his mouth was still full of canine spunk, the look in the buck's eyes was unmistakable. Naveed felt the tacit order in his bones, he knew the buck was going to bust his nut in the canine's mouth, even after all of this. There was no way the buck was getting off the train before fucking some wolf-face.

The canine couldn't do anything but obey. He was so defeated and humiliated to the core that he opened his mouth for his 'friend', even sticking out his tongue in welcome of an organ which put his own to shame. He told himself that this was to get it over quick, to just bring on the hell that would come from his stupid decisions, but, underneath the rationalizations his spine shivered in far more honest excitement. This was the most broken down, the most out of control and the most dominated Naveed had felt in his entire life, so he accepted the girthy cock into his mouth with a rumbling, murring muster, pleasing the buck with vibrations through his lips and tongue. The dick was a tight squeeze into his maw, especially as the head mashed against the back of Naveed's throat, making the canine gag on the meat before he could angle his head to make it slip and curve into his throat.

The buck kept mashing his hips forward, grunting as he jammed that dick in until he felt his pelvis rub up against the wolf slut's lips. He swished his tongue around in his maw, loving the feeling of the canine's slightly sweet cum. It was nice, markedly better tasting than his own, he thought. The pup here probably wasn't much of a smoker, or, he ate lots of fruit! He wouldn't put it past a dicksucker like him to eat that kind of stuff on purpose. Feeling the train slow to a crawl on approach to the station, the buck knew he didn't have long.

The thrusting male used his paw to close Naveed's nostrils, making the poor canine choke a bit more on his dick as he thrust forward a few more times, careful to keep his heavy, muscled body balanced to stand on the seat. Seeing the look of struggle on the boy's face was more than he needed. Restraining his grunts as best he could, the buck roughly slammed his crotch against Naveed's face, shoving the wolf's head head back against his headrest as cum exploded down his throat.

The buck took his paw away from Naveed's nose, then, held his forehead against the headrest as he pulled back, spewing cum into his mouth. The buck looked into Naveed's eyes. He saw the obedient canine swallowing without a fuss, even though he'd just been brutalized! Grinning, the buck 'rewarded' him by opening his lips. Time slowed for the wolf as a flood of canine cum and cervine spit spilled out of the buck's mouth, slowly 'stringing' down until the mouth was opened wider to let it all splash over Naveed's face.

Naveed barely the warning to close his eyes in time, he felt stinging from what cum of his did manage to get in before he could shut them. Painful, but, it was a delicious pain for the masochist - having his own cum spit back into his face was disgusting, immoral, lecherous fun to go through. His mouth remained open, trying to swallow the cum as fast as the buck pumped it, but, he slowed his efforts in relief as the stranger pulled his dick out. The buck's dick flopped up and down, splashing his ropes of spunk sprayed all over his chest, dampening the young canine's white t-shirt just as the train came to a halt next to Nickel Creek Station's platform.

"Nice fuckin' with ya. I'm gonna make sure you're quiet for a bit - alright? Lift up those legs of yours," he said. He waited... then huffed, and tilted his head threateningly. He didn't like that the wolf wasn't doing what he was told with haste. He had a train to depart! "Get. Your pants. Off."

With his lips pressed together, Naveed nodded and lifted his legs out of the jeans crumpled on the floor of the car. He felt the jockstrap on his knees yanked down, then, held it up to his crotch to wipe off the splatters of cum, sweat and Naveed's drool off of his cock. It was enough to cover both sides of the leather underwear in a sheen of their dirty sin. The buck, happy that he was somewhat clean now, brought it forward.

"Open," he ordered. He was more than pleased to see that his canine companion obeyed. The buck worked the jockstrap in, filling Naveed's mouth with the dirty underwear with a smirk. "There we are. Now, gotta go, puppy!" The buck zipped himself up, then, switched the volume on the boy's laptop higher, happy that the video still had a long time left. The buck took one last moment with the computer to set the video on repeat.

"Bye, kid. Maybe I'll see you again!" he said, swinging his backpack over his shoulder. He was 'kind' enough to drop the key to those handcuffs on his now-empty seat, turning to quickly leave the car before anybody showed up. He hadn't even bothered to unlock the poor canine! Of course, if he had, his gag would've easily been pulled out. As it was he could see the canine trying to spit it out, and quite uselessly at that.

Hoping and praying that nobody would see him until he could work his way out of the mess, Naveed looked at the screen in front of him. The video of Panthus fucking his bound ass was playing behind the windowed MyFace. 'His' post was still at the top of the feed - Naveed watched as the "Uploading..." text disappeared, the the video solidified into the main feed. He had to stop it.

But, before he could do anything, he needed to get the jock out of his mouth! He tried to spit it out, sure he could manage it with enough mouth-power. His years of expert dick-sucking had to come in handy. But, the jock was too bunched up in his mouth, it refused to escape without some external help. So, he sat there with the jock in his mouth, whimpering as he felt cum and spit from the jock drip and rub over his mouth, the liquids eventually sliding down into his swallowing throat.

An hour passed. Naveed was thankful that nobody came to arrest him right away. When passengers got on or looked back he ducked his head, hoping to keep the face full of cum from their innocent eyes. It had dried over the course of the hour, slowly turning the twenty-something wolf from a simple, drenched slut into something looking more like a dirty cumrag, something to be found underneath the bed the next morning. His only stimulus was the running video, the taste of cum and sweat from his own jockstrap shoved in his mouth, the smell of cum of sweat radiating from his whole front side, and the counters clicking upward and upward on his MyFace page.

112 likes. 43 comments. 90 shares. 71 new subscribers and 9 friend requests stacked against 51 un-friendings and 81 un-subscribers. "Arina has commented on your video," a pop-up said, making Naveed grimace. Arina... his sister. All he could do was stare as his life unravelled. He felt waves of remorse. Why the fuck had he let the buck talk him into all of this?

Then it got even stranger, proving that such a thing was possible!

"Travis Dunham has accepted your friend request."

The buck's icon was unmistakable, that fucked had added him when he had the laptop! Naveed's eyes raged against the screen, though, they softened after a few seconds when his cock twitched. Yes, the canine was hard again, he had been since minutes after the train started up again. For all of the hell this was, the humiliating bondage was turning him on like a fucking pill.

"Travis Dunham has shared your video - 'My Vacation! NSFW ^_~'"

"Travis Dunham has shared your video - 'My Vacation! NSFW ^_~' - to group 'Aurora BDSMsters!'"

"Travis Dunham is now friends with Panthus Nadir."

The wolf resigned. He closed his eyes, he was done with it. 'Fuck. Everything.'

It was three hours later when Ryan cursed at himself. Bayview, the last stop, had happened three hours ago, yet there slept some fucking idiot at the end of the car. Standing at 5'9", the young stallion would not have been imposing if it weren't for his commanding nature and muscular build, usually enough to compensate for his less-than-average height for a guy of his species. "Fuck. Everything," he murmured to himself. This all meant he'd have to get the guy to the station. Assuming, of course, he was supposed to get off at Bayview! If he'd slept past an earlier stop he'd be shit out of luck.

"Control, this is Ryan in Car 9. We've got a sleeper," he said into his walkies-talkie. The equine had a soft, almost feminine quality to his voice, most likely a product of his age and (non)-weight of his chest. Moving through the empty car, he approached the last row with a few sniffs into his nose. What... was that smell? It smelled like bleach. Musky, old bleach. As he approached he saw that it was a canine... and saw that his face was covered in something white. His eyes were open, and looked fearful and guilty as all hell.

The equine walked up to the seats and stared. His mouth gaped open. He'd only been working for the railway for a few months, but, by god he'd never heard of something like this! People fucking, yes, but he'd never seen something as disgusting as the canine in front of him. Watching porn, no underwear, pants on the floor, covered in spunk... and fuck, there was more, the closer he looked. The underwear was in his mouth. And his arms were handcuffed!

"I told you this was coming, Nav," the laptop said.

Unable to find words in the moment, Ryan looked to the video and stared at it. That wolf in the video... it took only a few moments to match the two. Fuck, the dirty-assed pervert was watching porn of himself!

"I told you that you weren't supposed to cum. So, you get to try out my cock-sheathes. Hmm, what sounds good to you?" the lion in the video asked, purring. Ryan watched as Panthus ran his finger along his muscular chest, just above the cut of his corset. He'd never really watched porn with cross-dressers before, but, Ryan found himself staring... the lion looked nice. Real nice.

"Ryan, you get the guy up yet? Please tell me Bayview's his stop."

Ryan didn't answer, he just stared at the cross-dressed BDSM master in the video, utterly amazed at what he was seeing.

"Dragon? Tentacle? Or maybe... yeah, I'll try out the equine on you. You've never had stallion dick, have you? Gotta warn you, this thing adds a good fucking two inches to me," he said. "And I mean girth, Nav. I'll spare warning you about the length. You might protest," Panthus teased. "Does the puppy wanna get split open? Hmm?" He grabbed a big, black dildo-looking thing out of a chest, only it had a strap around the end, like it was a harness.

The lion worked his dick into the open base of it, sliding his big length into the custom-fit toy, turning his dick in an artificial horse dick, fit with the right flared tip, central ring, and all of the other nice, unique curves. He fastened the back straps around, holding the thing in place over his cock. Panthus slathered lube all over the end, then, covered his paw in the lube before rubbing it around the bound canine's tail-hole.

Ryan watched the first penetration. The laptop emitted nothing but the loud sounds of Naveed crying out through a gag and struggling against his binds, all while the feline shoved an equine cock into his rear. Ryan gulped, then, wiped some sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He lifted his walkies-talkie up to his face and noted the look of sheer terror on the canine's face. Looking down, he saw cum splattered over the the male's hard cock, his balls, thighs, seat, all dried... then he looked to the video, and was amazed to see the male's ass actually taking the lion's 'strap-over.'

He pressed the button. "Sorry. Thought this coat was someone sleeping. I'll bring it to lost and found. Got a mess, though... need to clean it up. Ryan out." He put the thing away, then, looked into Naveed's eyes. This was an opportunity his cock really didn't want to miss out on.

Besides, the canine looked so appreciative! He wiggled his wrists, drawing Ryan's attention to the handcuffs, silently asking for them to be undone. Ryan spotted the key on the seat beside him, but, didn't make a move for it. After all, the look in Naveed's eyes was so humiliated, so pleading for a break... but this was a chance.

Ryan shook his head. "In a bit," he promised. His anthro paws moved down, taking his zipper in between his fingers, slowly dragging it down over the bulge pressing against them from inside. The 19-year-old equine looked to the front of the car, making extra, double-sure he was alone before he got down onto his knees in front of the free seat beside Naveed, tossing the laptop onto it. The stronger, but, shorter equine took Naveed's ankles into his paws and forced them up, smiling widely as he got a view of Naveed's ass lifting up off of the seat. The laptop table folded up into the chair in front of the pair as he rose.

He moaned, seeing that tail-hole. He could read "WHORE" upside down over his ass, recognizing it from the clearer, more painful-looking lettering in the video he'd seen. The wolf's tail-hole looked wet, glistening from cum that had slid down and into his crack from pooling in his seat. Ryan looked up at the gagged canine. The bound canine looked more confused than anything! "I'm, uh... a virgin," the equine admitted.

Naveed's eyes narrowed, but, the gagged wolf then gave a nod. Another stranger, another perverted, ill-advised surrender. God damn, the equine looked cute, even if he was terrified of taking a real equine dick for the first time.

The young equine positioned himself right in front of Naveed and shoved his legs up further. Naveed was slid further forward in his seat, bringing a gaping, wide-open tail-hole to the edge of the seat, a (nearly) full set of balls and raging hard cock both hanging just above it. "I've seen this stuff before though. I should lick you before fucking you, right? So it doesn't hurt as much?"

Naveed looked down, wide-eyed, again with confusion and worry. He was certainly receptive, though! The little spurt of pre-cum out of his dick was enough to signal that. Naveed let his head drift to the side, his scenic, window-side view replaced with a night scene of old train-yards. Broken cars, tankers, freight cars, all of the dirty, old things were softly illuminated by moonlight reflected off of the snow.

Naveed continued looking out of the window as a moan pushed through his jock. He felt the teenager's lips mash against his ass, his big, fat, wet tongue probing against his ring of sensitive flesh. The inexperienced male made kissing motions with his mouth and flicks with his tongue, giving the canine the sensation of the stranger was passionately, delicately making out with his rear end, a virgin tongue making love to it.

Maybe Naveed loved the train.