Never Walk Alone at Night
This story is older than my others are. I made it for a dear loved one ages back. I figured I would polish it up, get their permission to post it, and show you all I'm not MIA or anything. ;)
Also, just because I can and said I would, I'd like to say 'I love you' to the one that inspired the story back then - Klo'kr Draconus ;) *hugs the cheetch and smooches him on the cheek* hehe, I love the fuzzball.
I have one other story completed which is in the proofreading stage. Another story is currently WIP, but it may end up larger by the fact its content invovles several situations. After that I intend to do a few more specific pieces, THEN I intend to add onto my Bronto Burger stories (unless some other idea slides into my head).
It's short, it's sweet, so enjoy!
Katze stumbled and swore into the darkess; leaning against one of the many trees to examine his foot. "Damn thistles! I should have brought sandals..." he carefully bit out one of the evil thistles and spat it off the path, and reluctantly returned to it on his way to Gary's. Fortunately, there were no more thistles to bother the cheetah as he carried on. In Fact, it became so peaceful, he started whistling to himself, having forgotten how late it was, and how someone could come out and try to kidnap you...
Just like then!
Something big lunged from behind, and the poor cheetah was in its arms. The next second was a great leap into a tree, making Katze yelp in surprise. Whoever it, or rather, he, was, he was most definitely aroused and eager. The cock flesh pushed itself against the clothed crevice of the cheetah, boasting its warmth and wetness. "Oh, fuzzy and tight. This will make my night very well my meat." His deep, amused voice whispered into Katze's ear, and sent the feline into a mass squirm. Resistance became useless from that point on, however, when a thick appendage - a scaled tail - wrapped around his waist and tightened. Katze mewed in pain until the constriction lessened - but now he was completely trapped. "Lemme go! Lemme go!"
But the predator ignored the prey's words and pleas. His focus on pulling down the waist line of Katze's shorts once he found them. His fuzzy rump and cherry hole were exposed, and immediately the sizeable cock flesh from before pressed its wet tip against that pucker. Katze belatedly realized what his rapist wanted, right in time with his thrust! The cheetah cried for help, loud and futile, into the night air from the tree. Every withdrawal and re-entry of that immense cock easily spread and broke his tailhole in a ways; the mysterious predator grunted and growled in lust as he mated the cheetah in a tree. The irony was not lost on Katze's mind.
The rutting went on for several minutes; Katze lost his voice after only two, and he whimpered with the pushing motions at his ass. Blood could be felt trickling, the sore and reddened flesh around his anus gave him every gruesome detail of pleasure and pain. That pain even sharpened three-fold when the mystery male climaxed, filling his bowels quickly with whiteness before the thrusting spire was pulled out to spit a bit more around his abused rear.
"Thank you for the treat, my kitty." The voice told him in a cooing sort of voice before hands pulled his shorts back up and carried him down the tree. Katze wasn't allowed to fall when he was placed in front on his rapist, nor was he permitted to turn and see him. "Now you run along, maybe I'll see you again some night?" A small chuckle and the hands released Katze...
Gary's doorbell rang, and promptly the husky answered it. "Katze! Where have you been- My gods, what happened to you!?" Gary helped his limping friend inside and onto a couch, careful of his rear as he went for his medical kit. Katze laid there, the panic of running when his rapist released him slowly filtering out as he went over every detail of his event in his head. The most memorable part of it all was his arousal, the pains in his cock as it rubbed against the branch and spurted his own male juices against the bark and his chest. "Gods, what happened to me...?"
"I believe, you were raped, Katze." A rich, alarmingly familiar voice spoke from behind him. Katze turned his head and went wide-eyed - a dragon! His Obsidian scales and lack of clothes did nothing to help ease the cheetah's euphoria as he bowed. "I'm a friend of Gary's, but you may call me Damion, if I may call you, 'my meat?"