Rem's pack
I cant help but like Rem, sure he is flamboyantly gay. But he is sassy when he wants to be and has a kick ass boyfriend. Well here is the start of a spinoff I may be adding to here and there as time goes on. Hope you enjoy.
I was laying back across my bed in the dorms. My tail between my legs while I stared up at the ceiling. It was cold outside, as a fennec I hated the winter. Desert climates were so much nicer, warm and comforting. My mate didn't mind the cold, he enjoyed how I would press into him for heat when we would go places. I smiled to myself, the hunky wolf always took care of me. In high school he made sure everyone knew to stay away from me.
Such a protective canine, I loved that about him. I wasn't strong like he was. More feminine, lithe in appearance. I was a fem boy after all, didn't make sense for me to be all butch. He insisted I learn to fend for myself though. Spending weeks with me in his dojo, going through the motions. His dad was a Kung Fu instructor, and my mate, James, was a black belt.
The door swung open and my roommate, Tyler a bearded dragon, walked into our room. I looked at him and he pushed the door closed before pulling his suitcase from under his bed. "Heading home?" he asked my as he started to pack clothes for his trip home. Classes were over for winter break, a lot of people were heading home for the holidays. I gave him a nod, "Kind of. My family doesn't approve, so staying with James' family instead."
He looked over at me, "Cant really blame them. You're kind of girly." I sat up and stretched my arms. "You're just jealous because I'm not into guys with scales. I prefer my men soft and fluffy." He snorted and closed his suitcase. "I like pussy, catch you later sissy fox. Have a good vacation." I waved at him, "You too." He wasn't a dick, and I liked that about him. He didn't care, it was new for him, but he didn't care.
I laid back down and he walked out of the room with his suitcase in hand. Don't get me wrong, I like romps with guys. But by no means am I a slut. The incident at our graduation party was a one time deal. I grinned to myself, alright so maybe it wasn't a one time deal. Greg, the bobcat I was rubbing against that day, had been under my tail quite a few times. I murred thinking about him, my sheath swelling as I started to get hard.
The door swung open and James walked into the room. "Ready to go?" I sighed, it was a long drive back and I was in need of a good mounting. James wouldn't give it to me though, the wolf had more control over his sex drive. Making me wait until we entered Prosser again before mounting me. "Yeah, I'm all packed." I sat up and climbed off of my bed. James grabbed my suitcase and handed me my pink jacket from the peg on the wall.
He was so sweet, not minding at all that I was femmy. My parents did, it bothered them I wore girly clothes. At least if I was butch I could pass for a male and all that nonsense they regularly told me. I didn't want to be butch. I liked being James' sissy fox. I slipped my jacket on, zipping it up before leading the way out into the hall. James closed the door behind him and our journey home began.
It was nice being back, but at the same time everything here was so slow. Prosser was one of those towns where the nightlife ended before it even began. Unless you like going to slummy bars. For younger people, who didn't have any sorrows to drown, there was nothing for us in this place. Though an unexpected wine culture was starting to grow through the town. I rolled my eyes, their wine was piss. The best thing to do with Hogue wine was to simply pour it down the drain. It was swill, not even worthy of being gifted to a worst enemy.
James parked his Fiat along the curb and I slowly climbed out of the car. There wasn't any snow on the ground here. Which I was thankful for. This area didn't get much snow or rain. But it was still freezing outside. So I dashed up to the door, knocking on it while James lugged our bags from the trunk. He was halfway to the door when it swung open and his dad stood there smiling out at us. "Welcome home boys, come in before you catch your death." He moved to the side and I slipped passed him.
"Warm," I said shivering in the entry way. Kicking off my shoes before hugging the older canine. He chuckled, "Sure is Rem. Go get something warm to drink." The wolf didn't have to tell me twice. I was down the short hall and into the kitchen in an instant. Getting a pot of water on the stove. I unzipped my jacket and waited for the water to boil.
James walked in with his dad a few seconds later. "Thanks for waiting," he muttered. I smiled at him and jumped into his arms after walking to him. He easily caught me, my tail wagging happily. "Sorry big guy, you know how much I hate the cold." James smiled and gave me a soft kiss. His dad set about finishing my cocoa for me. Pouring the hot water into a mug and stirring in the mix. Finishing it off with a couple marshmallows before sliding it across the counter towards me.
"Thank you Stan, always a gentleman." I told him while James placed me back down on my feet. The older wolf smiled at me and I sipped on my cocoa. It was nice feeling warm again. "How has school been this year?" His dad asked us. "Going good, we're both passing all our classes. Still hanging out with the GSA guys." James told him.
"Speaking of your club, one of the guys stopped by yesterday. Greg, he said he lost touch but wanted to hang out. I told him you would be back in town today, he said he would stop by." My ears perked at that. It had been over a year since we saw him last. We fooled around the summer before college. Haven't seen him since then. But when I was alone and horny, thoughts of him and James filled my fantasies.
"Been a while since we have seen him," James said looking confused. I assumed about what he could want after all this time. "He looked in pretty bad shape. Didn't want to come in, just wanted to see you." I flicked my long ears and looked at James. He looked a little concerned as well. "Do you think we should talk to Eric?" I asked him. James shook his head, "Not yet. Just let him know that he stopped by, maybe he is looking for the others as well."
I pulled out my smart phone and texted Eric about Greg. "Has Greg stopped by? Or asked about u?" I placed my phone on the counter and waited for a response. James decided to shift the conversation towards football. One of the subjects I wasn't very knowledgeable of. Sports were all the same, guys man handling each other. Sexy, buff men, all trying to be alpha dog. I enjoyed staring at them, the game held little meaning for me.
Watching Torban wrestle for the first time, Gods I was hard so fast. Wrestling was by far my favorite sport to watch. Even if the big lion wasn't competing. My phone chimed and I laid my ears back, switching it to vibrate before checking the text. "No idea who that is." I sighed, "Could you ask the other GSA members to be on the look out 4 a bobcat named Greg that graduated with us?"
I walked out of the kitchen, leaving the two wolves to their conversation. Plopping down on the couch. I sat there for almost an hour, playing with my phone. It was a pretty boring afternoon until I heard a knock at the door. I got up, phone still in my hand and opened the door. Greg was there, he didn't look good at all. His clothes were dirty, and baggy. His fur was covered in dirt.
He smiled weakly at me and I pulled him into a tight hug before he could say anything. He gave me a firm squeeze and I pulled the taller male into the house. "I..it's good to see you," he said quietly as I closed the door. I took his hand in mine, "Come on kitty we have some things to talk about." He squeezed my hand and followed me into the hall bathroom.
He was dirty and needed to get clean. I closed the bathroom door and looked at him. "What happened to you?" I asked him. He looked at the tile floor, tears starting to roll down his cheeks. I wrapped my arms around him again. Greg held me tightly, I rubbed a hand across his back while he cried. It took him several minutes to calm down enough to tell me what happened.
"After everything we did, I couldn't look at girls the same. They are such bitches and you two, gave me what I wanted and needed. I could unwind, get off and just cuddle with you two. No BS, just what I wanted. So all my straight porn was replaced with guys. I'm not gay, I'm bi. But my parents wouldn't hear that. To them it's the same, and being gay is bad. We got into a huge fight and they sent me away."
"To some gay to straight hospital. That's why I wasn't around at the end of summer, they just sent me away. I was beaten there, cuffed in a tub of ice water, had them shock my sheath while displaying pictures of naked men. They put me on drugs, starved me for days. It took everything I had to survive, to keep going. One of the guards slacked off, and I took the chance to escape. That was three weeks ago."
"I stole some clothes that were sitting outside and have been hiding out under the bridge. I knew if I waited I would see one of you guys. You cant let them take me back there." I felt his claws pressing into my back slightly. It wasn't painful, but he wasn't letting go for anything. "It's okay kitty, you're safe now. We wont let anyone hurt you again. Need to get you out of these clothes though. Okay?" He nodded his head slowly and relaxed his grip on me.
"That's it, just relax while I take care of you like I used to." He smiled weakly and I slowly worked his shirt over his head. His chest was covered in scars. He looked to the side, away from me. Someone really laid into him. I felt his ribs, he was in need of food. "We'll get you something to eat soon, I promise."
I undid his pants and hooked them with a finger. Pulling them down, he wasn't wearing anything under them. Giving me a good look at his balls and sheath. His sheath had scars running across it as well and I could hear Greg crying again. "It's okay," I told him pulling the feline into another hug. I was so angry about what had happened to him.
There was a knock on the door, my ear perked and I looked at it in time to watch James slip into the bathroom. "Gods," he said when I slipped from Greg's arms. James growled softly, "Who?" I stepped back in front of Greg. "His parents, but chill for now. We will pay them a visit soon enough. Let's get him cleaned up first." James sighed and turned on the water for the shower.
He stripped out of his clothes and I led Greg over to the large tile shower stall. James stepped out of his boxers and stepped into the shower. The hot water running down his furry body. Would have been sexy, if Greg wasn't in such bad shape. James held out a hand and the bobcat took it. Letting the larger canine pull him into the shower. James rubbed his hand over Greg's chest.
I kicked off my pants and tossed my shirt to the side. Slipping out of my pink thong before jumping into the shower with them. Pulling the glass door shut behind me. I grabbed the bottle of fur shampoo, squirting it into my hand before working it into the feline's chest fur. James took the bottle and started to wash his back. Greg purred weakly and I pulled my ears flat.
We washed every inch of the cat's body. He tensed when I started to wash his sheath but he relaxed. I could feel him hardening before I started on his balls. "Nice to know you still enjoy my touch," I told him. He rubbed my cheek and smiled weakly. "Nice being with you guys again. Thought I would die before getting out of that hell." James wrapped his arms around him. "I'll take care of him while you get some of my clothes for him to wear."
I kissed James on the cheek and slipped out of the shower. Quickly drying off my tan fur I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out into the hallway. James' dad was standing there waiting. "Well?" he asked me looking a little annoyed. I lowered my ears, "You know how Torban and Kimber are with Eric? It's like that, I'm sorry we disappointed you." He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Look, the whole wolf traditional thing isn't my cup of tea. If it makes my boys happy, then I'm fine with it." I hugged the older canine tightly. "Thank you so much," I told him. He chuckled and smiled down at me. "How's your mate doing?" I was confused at first and then realized he meant Greg. "He's in rough shape, really needs food and rest. Can he stay?"
"Of course, I'll go make him something to eat." I watched him walk back towards the kitchen before I ran to James' room. It didn't smell as strongly as it used to. His scent was faint now, I sighed and pulled open his dresser. Grabbing everything I needed from it to fully clothe the feline. I slipped back into the bathroom.
Greg was leaning into James, resting his head on the wolf's shoulder. The wolf gave him a gentle nuzzle. I smiled at the display of affection before grabbing two towels from under the sink for them. "Ready to get out kitty?" James asked him. I spread open one of the towels while James cut off the water. Greg slowly pushed open the glass door and stepped out onto the cold tile floor. I wrapped the towel around him. Drying him off gently while James grabbed his towel.
Once I had him nice and dry I handed Greg the clothes I grabbed for him. We all got dressed and I lead the starved feline into the kitchen. A sandwich was sitting on the counter and James' dad was heating up a pot of soup. Greg sat at the counter and looked at the food. "Can I?" he asked looking at the older wolf. "Go ahead, made it for you. Eat, these two want you to be healthy again. With the way they go at it, you need all the strength you can get."
I giggled, watching Greg pick up the sandwich and take a bite. He was a shell of his former self and that bothered me the most. Stan ladled the soup into a bowl and slid it to the bobcat. We were all silent, just waiting on him to finish eating. He ate the sandwich slowly, and then started on the soup. It didn't take him long to finish and Stan took the bowl and filled it again. "Thank you sir, sorry. Not used to talking much. We weren't allowed to most of the time."
I placed a hand on his shoulder and looked at James' dad who looked confused. "Parents sent him to one of those become straight treatment places the summer before we went to WSU. He just escaped there recently. Covered in scars too, going to talk to them about it later." Greg's ears lowered, "Don't let them take me. Please, I cant go back there." I gave his shoulder a firm squeeze.
"You can stay here while we go if that would make you feel safer." James was back to being angry. "We can all go talk with them," Stan said. "And no one is taking you from these two." Greg smiled at the comment, "Thank you sir, thank you so much." He went back his soup and I smiled at him. Happy now that he was safe, and eating something again.
After the bobcat ate his fill James carefully picked him up. "Let's get you to bed, we can deal with the unpleasant part tomorrow." He had lost a lot of weight, the bobcat used to be almost as big as James. But from how little he strained lifting him, he was closer to my weight now. He was too weak to protest while he was carried out of the room. I looked at his dad, "I appreciate everything you're doing for us."
He pulled me into a tight hug, "Don't sweat it kit." He was so much like his son, strong and caring. The hug was broken after a few more seconds. We smiled at each other, he was more of a father to me than my own was. "Love you Stan," I said following after my wolf. "Love you too son," he said as I dashed away. I smiled at his words, stepping into the bedroom just as James was laying Greg on the bed.
James slowly pulled the blanket over Greg, kissing him on the cheek. "Stay with me," Greg said looking up at the wolf. "Of course," he slid under the blankets and wrapped his arm around the feline. I walked around to the other side of the bed after closing the door. Joining the other two males in bed. Greg rolled onto his side, pressing his back into James. I pressed my back against the feline's chest, both males wrapping their arms around me. Holding us firmly against each other.
"I thought about you two every day. That's what kept me going. What pushed me to get out of there, to wander from the bum fuck of Wyoming all the way back here. Through rain, and snow. Hitch hiking, walking, crawling. Whatever I had to do to get back here." He squeezed me tightly and I felt tears running down my cheek onto the pillow.
"I knew you would take care of me, keep me safe. But I also thought that was stupid, because you had each other. Which is stupid because Kimber has Eric and Torban. But they aren't a conventional couple, having two other people. I just know that I wanted you two. To hear you say I would be safe. I cant take that shit anymore."
I looked back at him, James gave him a lick on the cheek. "You will stay with us, I knotted you and out of all the canine traditions I will hold that one." James told him. I smiled, James was like his father. Not holding to traditions, but he was honest to a fault. I rolled over and looked at our new mate. The abused feline who traveled so far to be with us. Pressing my lips to his gently. He whimpered softly, returning the first kiss we have shared in a long time.
We fell asleep like that, arms around each other. I smiled, thinking this must be how they feel every night. Safe, and happy, knowing they are protecting someone very dear to them. I woke up feeling someone moving behind me. Groaning I turned and looked at Greg. He was sitting up, "Sorry have to piss." I sat up and took his hand in mine. "It's fine, just hurry back or I may start to worry."
He smiled at me, "I'll be quick. The loneliness of all those nights will see to that." I kissed him on the cheek. "No more abuse, and no more lonely nights. Never again, we will see to that." I let go of his hand so he could go to the bathroom. James groaned and patted the mattress between us. His eyes shooting open. "He's going to the bathroom. Relax."
I giggled and smiled at the wolf, his reaction was no different than mine would have been. He sighed and rolled onto his back. "What time is it?" I looked at the clock on the end table. "Just after six," I told him. He stretched, "Dinner should be soon." I giggled again and shook my head. "In the morning." James rubbed his belly, "That explains it. Go fetch us something to eat. Kitty too, cant let our new lover go hungry."
Greg walked in as he was saying that. "Thank you, Gods this is all so crazy." I walked passed the feline, kissing his cheek as I did. "Go lay with your mate, I'll be back with something to eat." The feline looked at me, "Hurry back. I missed you more than you will ever know." I gave him a nod and stepped out into the hallway. Pulling the door closed behind me.
My tail swayed behind me as I entered the kitchen. I didn't cook often, so I settled on making sandwiches. Turkey, ham and swiss. I piled them onto a single plate and carried the sandwiches back to James' room. I pushed open the door, the two males were locked in a deep kiss. I giggled and pushed the door closed once I was inside.
Greg broke the kiss and smiled at me. "Come on foxy, been too long since I have felt your furry ass." I giggled and shook my head. "Eat first, you're too skinny." I told him, placing the plate on the end table. He grabbed one of the sandwiches and took a bite. Chewing it quickly and swallowing. "Thank you Rem, I'm kind of a mess still. We can wait a bit to see if my parts still work."
I smiled at him, "They do. I felt it in the shower." He smiled at me, taking another bite. James smiled at him. "Good to know they didn't fuck you up beyond the power of the horny fox's healing powers." I swished my tail, "I cant keep a good man soft." I grabbed one of the sandwiches and started to eat it. Hunger was setting in, making me feel sick. I couldn't imagine going through what our boyfriend did.
Maybe he needed some time with Eric to talk things through. The tiger was always there when one of us needed to talk. I would give Greg some time, and if he needed more help then I would have Eric talk to him. After the three of us ate we stripped down and snuggled under the sheets. It didn't take much for me to get the bobcat hard. One stroke had him almost out of his scar covered sheath fully.
Greg moaned, laying on his back while I teased his sheath. James smiled at him and got up to fetch the lube from his bag. I wrapped my hand around the barbed feline cock that was throbbing next to me. Stroking it slowly, getting another moan from Greg. "See kitty, you still function. Now relax and let us undo some of the damage they caused to you."
He nodded and James spread the lube across his hard canine cock. I moved between Greg's legs, "You had him every time. I want him right now. I want to knot our mate." Greg smiled up at me and nodded. James handed me the tube of lube, "He's all yours babe." I squirted a good amount onto my six inch cock and gave a few strokes to coat myself evenly.
"Remember, relax and trust us. Just like that first time, if it hurts too much I will stop." I told him lining myself up. He gave me a nod and I pushed into his tight hole slowly. We both moaned, I hadn't topped before so it was a new experience for me. I just wanted to knot him, to claim him fully as ours. I wanted his parents to smell us on him, the scent of sex. To know canine dick had been in him and he loved it.
James pushed my tail out of the way before sliding his lubed cock into my expertly trained hole. I took him easily from base to knot. Greg relaxed around me and closed his eyes, letting me slowly sinker deeper into him. My soft knot resting against his virgin tight ass. I pulled back slowly, with James following. Then we both bucked our hips. "Gods," the bobcat said moaning. I smiled down at him, happy to be giving him what he needed after so long.
As time passed by our thrusts became faster and harder. Each of us panting and moaning. My knot was swelling and I knew that I wasn't going to last much longer. James was pounding into me, my ass could take a beating from his king sized dick. I pushed my knot into Greg and he yelped in pain, but was back to moaning after a few thrusts. I felt James shove his massive knot into me. Moaning deeply as I was thrown over the edge.
Thick shots of vulpine cum flooded into the bobcat. His cock pulsed and he blew his load hands free for the first time. I smiled and James moaned deeply, his balls pumping my ass full of his hot seed. I panted heavily, enjoying the new closeness I was sharing with Greg. No one was ever going to take him from us. He smiled up at us, purring happily. "Fuck being bi, for you two I'll go full on gay."
I giggled and leaned down to kiss him softly. After breaking the kiss I said, "Wont your parents be surprised? Sent you away to straight therapy and you came back completely gay." James chuckled and licked my cheek. "Played bitch to a fox too," Greg said with a smirk. "Enjoyed it too judging by the mess you made," James said.
We laid there together until both knots were soft enough to be removed. I used a pair of James' boxers to wipe the cum from Greg's fur. Sniffing the bobcat eagerly, loving his scent. We all got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. Stan was in the living room waiting for us. "Let's go get this over with," he told us pulling open the front door. I took the feline's hand in mine and gave him a smile for support before leading him outside.
After we all climbed into Stan's Ford truck we were on our way across town. Greg gave directions, I knew he lived in the ghettos of Prosser. Which was just the run down, slummy part of town. We pulled in front of a small house, the kind that was popular back in the fifties. Greg took some coaxing to get out of the truck, sticking closer to James for protection. I smiled and rubbed his arm while his dad knocked on the front door.
It swung open a short while later and a female bobcat stood there staring at us. "Yes?" she asked rather annoyed at the intrusion. Her muumuu barely fit her large frame, and the tacky floral pattern made me want to press charges for disturbing the peace. I held back my comments and Stan took over. "We found your son, after he escaped from a hell that you sent him to. I was just curious if you had any decency at all. Do you know what they did to this poor kid? Look at him, look at him good and hard."
She glared at Greg, "We spend all that monies and you bail out? No way young man, your ass is going back and you going to pay back every dime of this gay therapy when you're set free." Greg hid behind James and I held him in my arms. "You're not sending him anywhere madam. He is in my care now. I thought that maybe, if you had any compassion you would see the abuse your money paid for and give your son the love he needs. I was wrong, we're leaving." Stan told her.
A large ball of fur ran up to the door, pushing passed Greg's mom roughly. His dad was big, solid muscles complete with a muscle gut hanging out for all to see. He was wearing a pair of sweat pants, and had a can of beer in his hand despite the early hour. "You're not doing shit with my boy, he is going to learn himself how to be a real man. Whether I have to beat in his skull or not."
I growled at him, James was all rage by that point. His dad was still in control though and just looked at the snarling bobcat who entered the fray. "Your son belongs to my son now and wont be going anywhere with you." The angry male snorted, "Like a pack of fairies can stop me." Stan shook his head, "I wouldn't try if I were you." Greg's dad snarled and threw a wide punch out at Stan. Who easily diverted the strike and delivered one of his own to his gut.
The bobcat groaned and threw another punch with his other arm. Stan ducked out of the way and quickly gave him two more swift jabs to the stomach. I could tell he was in pain, but that didn't stop him. He looked at James and threw a hard right hook. James deflected the blow and gave him a hard jab just below the sternum. Knocking the wind out of him. "Let's go boys, we're wasting our time here."
As we were walking away the injured bobcat made one more attempt to stop us. James sprung into the air, giving him a hard round house kick the the side of the head. Leaving the large feline down for the count. James took a long deep breath and we climbed into the truck to go home. Our break was already an action movie and it had just started yesterday. I wasn't going to complain, my mates were here with me. As was my favorite parent, a man I knew would always protect us.
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