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Alex had seen them over the week before.

They were a loud duo, always making themselves known whenever they came in. From what he'd heard, this wasn't even the gym they attended - they'd been forced out of their regular for renovations. Alex only went to The Grind to see if he could score some dick, or at the very least gawp freely at the buff guys that hung out there. It was uncanny that whenever he showed up there, they'd shortly follow. It was like their schedules were in sync.

From what he'd gathered, they were brothers, the eldest being the bigger of the two thanks to his muscled gut and darker feather, whilst the younger had a brighter face and keener eyes. It was unusual to see turkeys in this neighbourhood, and rarer still to see two of them, two that were related even. He only just caught their names in the last couple of days - Brad was the elder and Joey was his younger brother. Of course, Brad made himself to be more of a nuisance than Joey did. The younger brother always looked a little guilty whenever they made jibes at passing furs or if they ever stripped down and showered. Alex found it cute, in a weird kind of way, but Brad had always given him cause to roll his eyes, irritated by their antics.

So it was today that startled the small mouse most.

He clocked them entering, rowdy as ever whilst Brad boasted about some exploit of his in graphic detail. Alex glanced up to them as they came in, just putting away his bag into the lockers provided. Without even thinking, he huffed out a sigh in subconscious annoyance as they passed him; normally this was nothing - the two would be so engrossed in their own world that it'd fly right by them, but today seemed to be different. Alex caught them unfortunately at a lull in the conversation, and his sigh couldn't have been any louder to have been heard.

"Is there a problem, mate?" Brad snapped, angrily turning towards the mouse's direction. Alex squeaked, his voice leaving him. He wasn't the confrontational sort.

"Yo, mate, my brother asked you a question; you got a problem with us?"

Alex shook his head, the only gesture he seemed truly capable of right that instant. They were alone in the locker room. Anything could happen.

"I seem to recall you sighing though, mate," Brad spat out the last word as though it were acid in his beak. He was strutting towards the mouse now, not content to just keep his distance or let things go, "You know, my bro and I have been seeing you an awful lot lately. You been following us?"

"No..." Alex whispered, hoarsely, seeing the situation spiral drastically out of control.

"I think he has, Brad," Joey piped up, walking up behind his brother, only to circle round to the other side of the mouse, "I think he likes us a little too much."

"Well, if you like us so much, why don't you spit-shine our claws," Brad sniggered, as though it were some joke. Alex figured it was a harmless jibe, just like the rest of the barbs they'd thrown at fellow gym-goers like himself. But Brad growled, his expression turning angry, "Are you deaf or something? I said get down on the floor and fucking lick my claws clean!"

What could Alex do except obey?

He leapt to the floor in an instant, fear driving him for now, but the faintest hints of arousal tinging his mind in the background. If he were honest, he might have admitted to them that he had a foot fetish, and that he adored nothing more than being at a male's foot and totally at his control. They seemed to think it was funny though, seeing him jump like that as though a small breeze would terrify him - little did they know, he thought bemusedly.

He attended to Brad's claws first. It seemed only fitting as he'd given the order. His tongue darted out and licked across the smooth surface of their hardened claws, making sure to leave the curled talon with a wet-looking shine. The taste was nondescript to the mouse, perhaps a little dirty, but that was the way he preferred it. He felt a feathered head reach down and grope his buttock as he squatted on the floor, the heaviness of it slapping his cheeks and making his face burn brightly red. This wasn't just going to be a simple bullying session, he realised, his loins stirring with anticipation. It was going to be something much, much more.

It was Joey who was getting confident with the situation. His hands roamed about Alex's ass cheeks and pulled them apart, hacking up some spit onto a finger before pushing it against the mouse's tight hole. The smaller male writhed on the floor, but he didn't dare complain, not to them, not when they could break him like a twig. He whimpered as he felt the short burst of pain when something far larger than the normal dick poked into his hole, but he continued to lap along Brad's feet, his tongue working against the rougher skin now towards the ankle. His tongue was coarse and sore from it all, but he was obedient, even if he didn't fully know why they'd suddenly decided to own his ass. Brad scalded his brother above Alex,

"Oi, I get first dibs on his ass, you can take his muzzle."

Joey whined, but conceded. The finger was removed from his rim and he visibly shuddered from the sensation.

"But first... you'd better slicken me up kid, or else it's gonna burn."

Alex's ears pinned themselves back against his head. His expression was one of terror, though deep down he was enjoying this, even to a slither of his core. He looked up to see the two birds exposing themselves, letting their arching fat dicks flop free of their underwear, their big plumes blotting out all the light behind them leaving the mouse in a canopy of shadow. He knelt up, his knees digging into the cold tiling, and leant forward to graciously accept Brad's cock into his mouth first. He sucked along the shaft, the meat practically gagging him and leaving him near-choking upon its girth as he took in as much as he could. The veined thickness was too much to take down fully, particularly for a guy his size, but Brad was eager to feel a throat wrap around his member; he took the mouse's head in one giant hand and forced him down it, quite nearly breaking the poor rodent's jaw until he slid down the last few inches, his face pressed up against the dense feathers that made up his crotch. Alex squirmed, fighting to get off the cock in order to breathe again, but Brad just leant his head back and grunted happily to himself, feeling the spasm of the tight throat flex about his dick.

He did, of course, have to relent, and when he let go Alex swiftly pulled his aching jaw free from the monstrous cock. He gasped for breath, spittle dribbling from his chin as his lungs burnt for air.

"See, told you he could take us," Brad snickered, nudging his brother with an elbow, "Now stuff his mouth up again, or else someone's gonna hear him scream when I fuck his ass."

Alex blinked blearily through tears of coughs as the bulkier bird moved to his backside. The mouse barely had a chance to react before he'd hunched down and promptly lifted his ass up to his dick. He lurched forwards, making Alex gasp out loud and a near-shriek, mouth opened wide as Brad stuffed in half his cock - or at least, it felt like half. Alex could barely tell over the blossoming pain that erupted in his gut. Joey moved forward to compensate, filling the mouse's mouth with his dick, which arched to one lazy side. It wasn't as thick as Brad's, but it still provided him with some challenge. As Brad pushed in deep into the mouse's rear, Joey moved forwards to slide more of his member into the willing muzzle. Alex could do nothing but suckle dutifully whilst he attempted to grow used to the thick log that was plunging into his hole. He was trapped between the two dicks, placed upon a spit of flesh and left to simply ride out and try to enjoy the sensations. His far tinier dick stuck out from his groin with an eager hardness that he daren't touch or even let the birds see. He didn't want them to start calling him out on being a faggot - that was the last thing he needed.

Alex grunted and whimpered when he felt Brad finally hilt him, his swollen balls tapping against the back of his own sack. Brad grinned once more, looking up to his brother,

"Damn this bitch is tight. You're gonna have fun breeding him, Joey." The bird with his cock in Alex's mouth chuckled, the whole movement shaking down to where the mouse was situated, his mouth just over halfway down from deep-throating him,

"I love it when cock-sluts just do as they're told. It's great we found a good bitch; can we take him home?"

"Sure... I'd love to introduce the queer to Neil. See what the kid makes of a dick twice as long as us and just as fat." They snickered in unison, uncaring that they were practically decided Alex's free will and independence now. The mouse knew though, regardless of how indignant he felt, he'd still accompany them back to their car, sit quietly in the back as he sucked one of them off as the other drove, before going with them to wherever they lived to serve the two of them and the ominous 'Neil'. It was fate.

Brad huffed as he slammed his dick against Alex's gut, grinding against the prostate with evil malice. The mouse whined about the cock in his muzzle, but the sound came out gurgled and dull, making no impact on the pair of them. The bird was really pounding away at his ass, the member within him surging like a hot bar of steel right into his bowels, eroding away every sense of bliss and leaving the mouse desperate for relief, his hole stretched and sore, soon to be slick with turkey jizz, and quite empty, ready for Joey's turn.

"Listen up bitch... Gonna cum..." Joey grunted as he made a grab of Alex's head between both his paws. Though there was still an inch or two more to go that he couldn't quite get his strained lips around, Joey gave him the final push and shoved him onto his length fully. The mouse barely got to taste the cum as it suddenly surged down his throat. He struggled, pushing himself away from the bird against his thighs as the cum backed up his throat after filling his stomach, swirling and churning inside of him until Joey was forced to let go, the mouse launching once more of a male's crotch only to be gasping for air. Huge gulps of cum sloshed out of his muzzle as he heaved the spooge onto the tiles, his mouth flooded with the taste of bitter jizz, and whilst he would have loved a moment to recuperate, he couldn't ignore Brad's meaty dick rutting his ass like a personal fuck toy.

"Me too, better squeeze down tight 'cause if you spill anything like that again I'm gonna crush you into the ground like a bug." The threat was very real, and Alex whimpered softly to himself as Brad sped up his fucking only to give a tremendous growl, shoving his entire length in one final time before roaring, a huge flood of seed shooting into the mouse's depths. For all he was worth, Alex clamped down his ass tight, doing his best to keep it all in, but it was a losing battle. Even as he felt the final few dribbles of cum seep into his hole and then Brad unceremoniously pull himself free, he could feel the unhappy gurgles of his gut as he desperately wanted to let it all go. An enema would have been putting it lightly. His whole abdomen cramped from the sensation and Joey simply sat down upon a bench and stroked the bloated, cum-filled gut that protruded from the mouse's stomach,

"Damn Brad, you bred him good. Gonna be fun to fuck through all that."

But Alex couldn't hold on. With a defeated whimper, he let his ass relax just a little, only to alleviate some of the pressure, and a thick surge of cum poured from his hole and onto the tiles. Brad was beyond pissed. With a vicious sneer to his voice, he berated Alex whilst Joey took up the position at his rump, manhandling the weakened mouse up to his crotch,

"You're such a worthless cunt! Can't even keep a simple load in you for more than a minute, you're a disgrace." A heavy claw came pressing down against the back of Alex's neck, pinning him to the cum-coated and filthy floor, "You're not even fit to clean my claws, let alone be lying beneath them. It's scum like you that I hate, such a little prissy faggot, teasing us with your tight little arse and goading us into raping you."

It wasn't rape; Alex had come quite willingly and made no attempts to struggle. He'd wanted this, even from the moment he'd seen them. As Joey pushed his hardening cock into his ass, Alex whimpered and knew that this was what he was born for. Joey slid his cock quite easily through the slimy, cummy depths and bottomed the rodent in one simple move. He let his dick sit there and throb, occasionally removing it to let another waterfall of jizz pulse out of his gaping rim, adding to the ooze already smeared about his ass and down his thighs. Joey would then replace his dick once more, leisurely impaling the mouse upon his shaft and digging out his brother's load, making sure to remind the frailer male just exactly whom he was submitting to. With a thick dick up his backside, and the overlay of Brad's degrading rant, a giant foot shoving down against his body and leaving him a mess in their fluids, it was all enough to leave Alex rise to the brink, cry out for one final time before his dick twitched between his legs and climaxed. He barely even registered his own orgasm in the mix of things due to its insignificance; he just fired off without warning and with little pleasure from it. It was a chore, if anything, as he added his own mess to the floor. The sensation was there, the muscles working to release, but no relief was achieved. He still ached deep in his gut for another brutal pounding. Humiliated and abused, his face smothered in sticky cum, Alex wanted this moment to never end.

The two brothers looked up at each other with the mouse no longer resisting beneath them, sharing that knowing, sultry smile that they'd just scored a fuck-pet for the rest of the week.