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The music was deafening where the lone wolf was standing, speakers right above his head and to either side, he didn't care it was secluded and that's just the way he liked it when he went to the club, to be alone, to see without being noticed. He huddled closer to the wall anytime someone drew to close shifting deeper into his baggy clothes, shrouding his already hidden identity. Not that anyone would really recognize him to begin with, guys like him didn't visit places like this regularly, at least that what he kept telling himself to justify his "indulgences." that itch that you couldn't scratch using your own paw. He would find someone to satisfy his needs take them out to the alley then be done with it. Wouldn't even need to take off his hoody that obscured his face just a quick unzip, so unless he walked around with his sheath hanging out around town there was no chance anyone would be able to recognize him, and that's exactly what he wanted.

He stayed true to his wolf heritage , his hunting ritual he went through every visit in grained in his very DNA. The frenzied mass of hormones and alcohol in front of him on the dance floor were his prey, he just needed to get one alone , the stray that wondered to far from the "herd" to be picked off and "devoured" by the hunter. His primal instinct was taking control and his baggy clothes were beginning to be nit so baggy in certain areas. He adjusted himself briefly before scanning the room again for a suitable target. The overly drunk feline making his way to the bathroom would be nice, if not for a previous visit where he learned that having someone throw up on your junk mid blow was a real mood killer, nice ass though. A bear that looked like he knew how to handle his alcohol made his way to the door with a pack of smokes in paw, could work if it wasn't for the hundred plus pounds that the bear had on him. Even if he could convince the guy to take it instead of the bear using him no way to find the hole through all that girth, a couple giggling rabbits crossed his path , a tiger between them with that all knowing "I'm going to get so lucky" face on. Three-ways didn't work for him he needed a warm muzzle or a tight hole, not an extra set of paws working him over not to mention the extra set of eyes watching him trying to figure out the face in the hood.

His pants were getting tighter and his balls were getting bluer by the minute. He needed an outlet now.

And that's when he saw him.

a fox on one of the raised dancing platforms, tight clothes to go with that tight lithe body. His bright crimson fur highlighted with black markings. His eyes even at this distant a stark contrasted blue against his darker muzzle. The way he gyrated that sculpted body Swaying back and forth with the beat, tail perfectly keeping rhythm brushing back and forth inviting some lucky guy to take hold of those hips and breed into next week. His mouth started salivating from all the things his mind could think of doing to that body. That was his prey and his huger wanted it now. The song ended and a slower beat stated up t give people a break ,the fox hopped off the tier assisted by another wolf, a quick wink and a smirk told me i had to move or i would miss my chance, he wasn't going to let someone have a taste of that tonight, not til he had been satisfied first.

He pushed off against the wall and strode with purpose into the throng, not his usual comfort zone but the hoody and pace he was keeping took care of any glances and he pushed through anyone directly blocking him ruffling a few feathers, both figuratively and literally, until he got to the fox, he was still smirking as the other wolf nuzzled the side of his ear whispering something to him. Time to run some interference. A quick bump sent a couple of dancing rodents stumbling into the wolf knocking him off balance occupying his interest while the hunter went around from the other side and took hold of the foxes paw leading him away, he didn't put up any fight just went with it. A slut who respected when a man took what he wanted, perfect.

They got to the outside of the floor and with wolf in the lead tugging not to gently on the fox tailing him. When they got to a secluded corner away from the music and the dancers the wolf turned to witness his prize. The fox did not look amused.

"who the fuck do you think you are ass hole." quite the mouth on this one , hopefully it was good for more then just talking dirty. " i said who the fuck do you think you are" the wolf pressed his free paw against the foxes shoulder and backed him onto a corner pressing lightly but firmly to give him the hint of going down. "seriously?" he asked "you really think I'm just going to drop to me knees for some jackass who grabs me off the dance floor and drags me off?" the wolf was losing his patience .

he looked him straight in the eyes and growled low letting him know exactly what he wanted, he grip on the foxes shoulder tightened pushing harder. This botch was going to take it in at least one hole tonight an had better start cooperating before he needed to get rough. "get your goddamned paws off me jerk" he pulled his paw free and pushed back at the wolf . Now he was starting to get mad.

"listen you little faggot slut you get on your knees and help me with that dirty little muzzle of yours or face the wall and drop your pants." the wolf was pissed now and undoing his pants . Stupid bitch making things harder then they had to be. He took a step towards his unwilling partner and growled deeper. The fox didn't even blink. His look went from annoyance to amused confusion.

"and why do you think that this little faggot slut is going to listen some blowhard closeted bigot?"

he rolled his eyes and turned to walk away. Big mistake bitch. The wolf grabbed him by the neck and went to push him against the wall face first. Or at least that's what the plan was. The pissed off horned up wolf didn't think he would put up a fight , they never did, sure they might take a minute or two to accept the fact that his knot was going to be pounding away at one hole or the other but this. The fox had somehow turned mid stride and grab the wolf by the wrist and now had him pinned muzzle to wall struggling. "lets just see who you are hiding in there shall we." the cool club air washed against his now unprotected face as the fox drew back the hood revealing a suddenly scared familiar face. "oh my fucking god... your that prick from school."

shit shit shit shit

he knew who was and even went to the same fucking school

"your the guy always hanging around the jocks with his nose halfway u his own ass... what was your name again..."

fuck fuck fuck fuck

he struggled to get away hoping that the fox wouldn't be able to figure him out before he could get away, he had to get away. Shear terror was driving him to push back against the fox whose grip seemed unnaturally strong.

"it began with an L im sure of of it ... Louis, Luther, Louie, Luke, Larry...." he continued to rattle off random names while the wolf fought for his freedom his heart pounding in his ears and cheeks burning from embarrassment. Pants half way down to his knees not helping.

"oh yeah..." the fox brought his lips close brushing up against the lupin ear "Lucas"

barely a whisper but that's all it took to stop the thundering in his ears.

No

no no no

NO NO NO NO NO

with every bit of strength he could muster he somehow managed to get a foot paw against the wall and push with all he had . The fox released him laughing . "no one at school is going to fucking believe this... big dog on campus Lucas mandrake, beater of the weak and all time loud mouth bigot, is just some two bit tail chasing queer." the fox was holding his sides laughing hysterically .

The wolf tried in vain to get his pants back on and fastened, his paws fumbling with both zipper and button.

His life was over, once that fox got back to school....

his friends...

his family...

they would all find out about his late night outings.

No

he couldn't let that happen.

He finally got his pants done up and threw back on the hood trying in vain to cover what little dignity he had left , the pounding in his ears replaced by a radiating heat.

The fox almost convulsing from laughing so hard. Lucas wanted nothing more than to teach that fag a lesson, but first he had to get out of there. He couldn't do anything there not with his confidence shattered like that. He could figure something out , he could deny everything saying it was nothing more than some queer making shit up, yeah that would work, but first he had to get out of there.

He spotted the door and took off with that laugh still lingering in his ears. The fox didn't follow. He made it to the door without anyone else bothering him and didn't even stop to breathe until he was a block away huddled against some dumpster in an alley muzzle buried in paws trying to breath and not cry at the same time.

"how the hell could this happen..." he whispered into his clenching paws trying to block out the world .

His breathing eventually slowed and fear started to turn to spite. "all that fucking foxes fault" his hatred for the faggot now replacing embarrassment. His face now flush with anger thinking of ways to make sure that fox never said a word to anyone EVER.

He could wait outside the club with a pipe or something, one quick swing and he could run and not look back, it would be labelled some random hate crime and the cops wouldn't bother . Only work if he came out alone and if he used the front door , too many holes in that plan.

He could get back to school and look through the roster to find his picture, then with a name he could hunt him down, assuming he hadn't already texted his dirty little secret to all his friends. No it had to be tonight. He had been out the back way t the club before, it came out the opposite side but the back street was a one way alley he could walk up and down looking for him then lie in wait to strike...

yeah that's what he would do wait for that fucking queer to show himself, probably still pissing himself laughing thinking he got one up on the straight wolf. "fucking calling me a queer , i ain't no homo"

he repeated those words to himself hoping they would sink in, just like they had in the past, trying in vain to hide the fact that he was indeed gay.

He paced back and forth finalizing his plan , where he would run, his alibi if the police actually ended up caring what happened to some fag, what he would do if the fox wasn't alone, all the while muttering how he loved pussy and in no way could he be fucking queer.

"show that fox what happens to those that mess with me." his adrenaline was pumping now psyching himself for what he was about to do.

"FUCK." he punched the side of the dumpster trying to relieve some of his pent up frustration.

All he managed to do was add to it with a sore paw. " GODDAMIT." he started kicking the dumpster picturing the foxes face , his body lain out in front of him bloody, torn, naked.

WHAT THE FUCK

naked?

Where the hell did that come from?

Images of the fox dancing flowed into his mind, his tail curling up like a finger begging him to come closer. His sheath swelled once more form those thoughts." fucking hell."

OK so he wouldn't kill the fox with the first blow. Blindside to knock him out the get him to an alley, fuck him for humiliating him then leave the body in the trash where he belonged. He rubbed at his crotch imagining hearing the whimpers and pleading for him to have mercy. " yeah gonna make that bitch beg for it"

he was too caught up in his fantasy to notice the movement that his outburst attracted.

"well well well what do we have here?"

his ears perked at the strange voice and he spun to face it. A group of five guys had blocked the entrance to the alley. "some fag got lost on his way to the party?" a large lion gave mock concern while his cronies, a bear, a wolf, a coyote, and a horse and snickered away. "poor wittle wolfy queer all by himself." Lucas was not in the mood for any more bullshit from anyone .

"fuck you ass hole i ain't no goddamn queer.!" he spat in the direction of the gang stopping the laughter.

Oh shit

"what you say to me faggot." the lion took a menacing step forward followed closely by the group behind him. Lucas looked around wondering if he could make a run for it.

Damn.

How the hell could his night have possibly gotten any worse?

"look buddy i said i ain't no queer alright, and i don't want any trouble." Lucas took a step back trying to diffuse the situation before these guys got the wrong idea in their heads.

"not a queer?" the lion sneered "funny a second ago i could have sworn i heard you talk about making some bitch beg for it."

how much had they actually heard. Lucas cursed at himself for being so careless.

" look guys you got the wrong idea, see there was this fox...." Lucas tried to talk his way out of what was turning into a dire situation.

"oh so you admit you wanted some fox fag begging for it huh?" a sinister laugh erupted from the guys now moving to surround Lucas, now terrified at what was about to happen to him.

" no dud it wasn't like that i swear OK... This fox gave me lip..."

"and some tongue too i bet hey boys" it was the bear this time interrupting Lucas getting another round of laughter.

"hey fuck you man" Lucas shut his mouth too late to stop the words

oh shit

"what was that you fucking faggot you wanna fuck me?" the laughter stopped replaced by the cracking of knuckles and heavy foot falls closing in on the wolf.

"no no no i didn't mean it that way please listen,"

"oh now the scared little puppy is begging for it ... just like he wanted the fox to."

could he fight his way out?

Maybe rush at one of the smaller guys and unbalance them giving him enough time to get the hell out of there.

No chance.

Two rough hands grabbed him around the neck and wrist and a steel toed boot cracked against the side of his knee bringing him down. "don't worry wolf." he heard the rustle of clothing and a zipper being pulled down "me and my boys are going o give you exactly what you and all your little faggy friends want."

the back of his head was grabbed and yanked back lowering the hood again and giving the wolf a sharp pain. He yelped and started sobbing begging for them to stop he wasn't gay he wasn't . a closed fist struck him in the jaw, starts exploded in Lucas's vision. "shut it faggot...or keep it open doesn't really matter just gives us one more hole."the smell of musk was filling Lucas's nose .

"plea....." was all he manged to choke out as a thick rancid tasting cock was shoved into his muzzle hard . He gagged and struggled to get away from it.

"easy now wolf bitch i better not feel any fucking teeth. " the lion roughly held on to his ears as he made slow powerful thrusts in and out growling his dominance . "that's right queer just accept it." tears started pouring down Lucas's face. " don't be like that isn't this what all you fags dream of? A bunch of guys all waiting for a chance to make a woman out of you?" more laughter and the lion drove in deeper.

After what seemed like hours but was only a minute the lion withdrew his cock and ordered the horse behind Lucas to pick him up . Lucas coughed and tried to spit the acrid taste out of his mouth all the while being hauled to his feet his sore knee not really able to support his weight.

rough hands grabbed at his shirt and sharp claws tore through the fabric leaving his chest completely exposed. Lucas's eyes bugged out in fear at the way these animals treated him . The distinct sound of a blade being drawn and all the blood dropped from his face.

"relax wolf..." the lion traced the cold steel across his abdomen and went lower. "This isn't for cutting you .." with a quick swipe the lion cut through his pants and belt dropping them in a pool at Lucas's feet. A burning pain erupted from his waist line ." oops maybe it was..." Lucas tried to call out for help but the grip around his throat was too tight and all that came out was strangled gasps. The knife was brought against his cheek and the lion pressed it hard against his flesh . Now be a good boy and open up again my boys and i are going to have a good time with you. His muzzle quivered in fear and he started to cry again."i" a balled up fist hit him hard in the stomach doubling him over "said" the knife was paced back on his cheek"OPEN" the lion slid the knife across his face leaving a deep trail of blood seeping through the fur. as the remaining me removed their cocks from their clothes and gathered closer stroking themselves out of their sheathes with one hand as they tore away the remains of the wolf's clothes.

"please ..."Lucas tried one last attempt."don't."

the hands tearing at his clothes became hands tearing at his fur yelling at him to shut the hell up and start being a good little bitch.

Blood was dripping from his face as blow after blow was struck to his body and face his eye started to swell up and his body sagged in the horse's grip. "let him go he won't go any where" the horse dropped the dead weight unto the cold concrete. Lucas was given a brief glimmer of hope that maybe just maybe they had had their fun now would leave him alone.

That's when he heard a heavy piece of metal being dragged along the ground.

It was a metal crate roughly waist high .

"Get him on there and lets get this party started ." the lion ordered

fur pairs of hands grabbed his bloody torn fur and hoisted him up. One hand tore a chink of fur leaving an ugly piece of flesh dangl9ng off .

"sick dude just grab him by the leg." and so they did. One at each limb holding him tight against the crate as the lion walked around dragging his claws down his back, not hard enough to cause significant damage but more then enough to break skin and leave trails of blood all down the wolf's body.

" you guys can take turns at that end..." he slapped hard on the exposed flesh of Lucas's ass digging his claws in " but this end is all mine" with a quick thrust the lion buried himself inside the beaten wolf's body holding still savouring the tightness that now surrounded his member . Lucas screamed in agony at the sudden intrusion but was quickly silenced by the coyote shoving his own member down his throat

"fuck yeah that's right take it you slut."the coyote started pounding away the bruised and beaten muzzle as the lion started withdrawing from his torn and bleeding ass. Lucas whimpered weakly as his body writhed in searing agony as blood flowed freely from his open wounds. The gang of thugs not caring at the slightest that he would probably not live past this night. In fact it seemed to turn them on more.

The lion started timing his thrusts to go with the coyote almost crushing the wolf between their bodies but the coyote was to anxious. After a few more thrusts he pulled out and sprayed all over the wolf's bloody muzzle "FUCK YEAH TAKE IT YOU WHORE" he continued to unload the last few spurts before tucking himself back in and moving to let one of his other friends take his place. It was the wolves turn now ...

he peered into the eyes of his soon to be abuser trying to find some glimmer of anything that would give him hope.

A swift cuff across the face ended that. "open"

Lucas was beaten, both physically and mentally, nothing he could say or do would stop these monsters from using him.

He only had one choice left.

He opened .

"good boy" again a cock was thrust inside him

and so it went the lion keeping a steady hard pace as his gang took turns filling Lucas's muzzle load after load was sprayed in and across his muzzle, his throat stretched and the taste of blood was now overpowering the taste of dick and semen.

All through the night even after his men were spent and left the wolf and lion alone to finish the lion kept going pounding away with super human stamina.

"don't worry bitch this will all.." he started grunting, "be over..." he gave one last push and grabbed onto the wolf's scruff and roared loud "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW" he held his hips in place dumping shot after shot of lion seed deep with the wolf. After a couple minutes he withdrew and gave the ass another claw filled slap. "fuck yeah that was exhausting."

the lion left the wolf on top of the crate dripping blood and other bodily fluids onto the ground.

How could this have happened...

what did i do to deserve this....

am i going to die...

the night had finally caught up to Lucas and he felt his consciousness slipping away.

"One last thing" the lion was back breathing heavily in his ear. "gotta make sure you don't go running to the cops...even if you somehow manage to live through this." another piece of metal was dragged across the ground . Lighter this time and Lucas felt the lion drag what felt like a pipe down his back. The cool metal a haunting relief to his burning body. And the n the lion made sure he couldn't run. Two hard strikes against the wolf's legs feeling the bones snap . He couldn't even scream anymore. His body was shutting down , he barely even felt the pain anymore." toss him in the trash where him and his kind belongs and lets get the hell out of here" a hand grabbed his neck and head twisting a ear painfully and threw him into a pile of refuse.

Lucas dimly heard the group leave as the last bit of breath started to leave his body.

Is this really what he deserved?

Is this really how he was going to die?

Thoughts of his life flashed though his mind in an instant revealing all he had done to others in the past.

All the kids he had bullied growing up, all those people he hurt just to get what he wanted, when he forced those guys to submit t him justifying that they liked it...

yeah...

this is exactly what he deserved.