Boys Night Out
=I'm writing this story just a lil more differantly than before. Please, if you have a lot of patience (a LOT of patience), read through the entire story and read what it says at the end, and give your feedback=
The unpleasent sounds of tires squeeling and people screaming at one another gave away to the lights flickering overhead from the street lights. It was late at night, close to midnight now. The only thing that walked down the cold and barren street were two small children. One looked to be close to the age of fifteen when in fact he was only thirteen. The younger one seemed to be eleven years old, keeping a steady pace behind his older brother.
Two small raccoon cubs, both of them wanting to go out and do something despite their parents orders. It was only a few hours ago when they were sent to bed, just as the sun was beginning to set. Their parents were always very strict about their cubs being out at night, much less awake. The older one named Jebadiah, though everyone calls him Jeb, lead the way down the barren landscape, leading on his smaller brother Mikey, to find a place where all the older furres were allowed to go. The sheer thrill of being out this late without their parents was huge enough for the smaller cubs to revel in.
Both knew the dangers that lead within this city. They lived in a crummy apartment in a crummy apartment building in a crummy part of town. It was only two blocks down where there was a small rag-tag bar full of bikers, druggies, and rapists. Sadly, the two cubs didn't know what either of those terms meant, only that the older and "cooler" furres got to hang out at that bar.
Jeb, who was wearing a simple plaid jacket over his pajamas, walked with a cool air of freedom around him. He strode happily, being away from his parents and doing whatever he pleased to do without them hounding over him with rules. Mikey, on the other hand, got almost fully dressed with a pair of jeans on with a bright red hoodie over his lithe form. Both of the boys grew up to learn how to do things their own way, well at least Jeb did, Mikey only followed what his brother always did.
Both boys were accustomed to not wearing any underpants, since Jeb thought it was "uncool" and Mikey then beleived it to be so as well. Jeb, though the oldest, was as naive as his little brother, only a lot more so. He'd walk down store aisles and take what he wanted much rather than buying it. This was the only thing that Mikey wouldn't follow with his brother, since he did have a few morals.
The cubs walked for a long time, neither of them exchanging a word as they walked paw in paw. The sounds of rancid music and motorcycles reving up gave head to the idea that they both were getting closer and closer to the biker bar. Little did the runts know was that there was something much more darker hiding out in that bar, something their parents warned them about.
"Bwuddah," Mikey's voice called out, "awe we thur yut?" Mikey had a small lisp when he was younger, and even today it gives him problems forming out coherant sentences.
"Yeah yeah yeah, we're almost there," Jeb finally called back, "and when we get there, we're going to do whatever we want because mom and dad aren't here to ruin our fun!"
Mikey could only let out a whoop and a hollar of sheer happiness from hearing these words, though in truth he would've rather been in bed at home with his parents than to go to a biker bar.
The boys turned the small corner and looked up towards the small monument that appeared to be the bar. It was very shabby looking at best. The outside was a terrible color painted over wood that appeared to be chipping off and fading. The doors were wooden with hard rusted door handles that could almost crumble if someone squeezed too hard. Some windows were boarded up with bars and wood, most likely from the windows being shattered out or someone breaking into the bar. A dimly lit sign over head flashed on and off again to say simply "BYKER" in bold, neon lights.
Jeb and Mikey waited out front for a few minutes, admiring the rows and rows of motorcycles that stood just in front of the bar. Hoarse, loud music blared through the doors and half broken windows that appeared to be coming from a very poorly conditioned jukebox. Some furres were outside, wobbling back and forth from way too much to drink. Others were sitting at their bikes, talking to a barmaid with tight leather heels and fishnet stockings who was wearing a skirt that was small enough to be a t-shirt for Mikey.
Jeb was the first to go forth, as always, while Mikey kept close behind him in hopes he wouldn't get lost. As the furres pressed their paws against the wooden doors, they swung open easily. The two were hardly noticed from the rough happenings around them. Gruff wolves were in a corner of a bar, taking shots and doing drinking games. Tattooed equines were rough housing in another corner, each of them having a bottle of alcohol in their hands. At the bar there were laughing females sitting on the laps of their mates and lovers while the men attempted to order their drinks. The bovine bartender in the back seemed to be having a tough time keeping up with each of the crazed biker's commands.
"Jeb," Mikey's feeble voice called out, "where we g'un'a sit?"
Jeb in the meantime was contemplating that question as well. "I... I don't know, Mike," said Jeb, who was indeed curious where to go since the two cubs wouldn't truely fit in at any part of the bar.
"You can sit with me, boys," a voice rang out. The sudden intrusion on their conversation caused both boys to jump with startlement. As they turned to find their conversationist, their eyes were met with what appeared to the boys to be the most gruffest looking patron of the bar. The equine looked to be at least over six and a half feet tall with rippling muscles underneath a tight leather jacket. The sleeves to the jacket were missing, only to show off the equine's arms that wafted with tattoos. Three golden rings were peirced into each of the equine's ears, shimmering and gleaming in the dimly lit bar light. "Come on boys, I won't bite'chya."
Both boys stood in astonished fright as they stared at the male. It was hard to make out the color of his fur from the strange pink and red lights that shone over head to add to the strange illuminance of the bar area. Neither of the raccoon cubs wished to speak up from fear of what to say. Both of them realizing that with one wrong word or wrong move, that equine could snap them both in half with his fingertip if he wished.
"I'm Mikey!" came out Mikey quickly, for once speaking before his brother.
"I- I'm Jeb," Jeb finally spoke out.
"It's nice to meet you both," said the new patron. "You boys can call me Axel. Now come on, have a seat with me, I got no one to talk to tonight."
Though Axel may have looked gruff and mean on the outside, to the boys he appeared to be the nicest one in this bar. Jeb was the first to sit down with Mikey quickly following him. The extra two seats by the equine were pulled closely to his body, causing the boys to have to sit elbow to elbow with Axel.
The boys sat and talked with the new male. Axel told them about himself, where he used to live, the kind of Harley he drove, and his favorite drinks. The boys quickly spoke up by telling him about their favorite video games, favorite comic books, and what kind of mini-van they get drove around in.
The boys must've been at the same seats right next to the door for almost an hour without anyone really realizing the two cubs in the bar. After a while, they boys began to get thirsty and hungry, now realizing how they both skipped out on eating any real meals that day.
"Hey," came Axel's voice at realizing the two cubs were looking famished, "go up to the bar counter and talk to the guy behind the counter. His name's Horris, just say that I told him to get you boys some food and something to drink, and if he wants to start something, tell him to come back here and talk with me."
"Okies!" yipped Mikey with excitement.
Both of the boys turned and started to walk towards the bar counter. Only after taking a few steps did Jeb finally realize that he was walking alone. Turning around, he saw his little brother with a large equine arm around his waist, not allowing him to get up from his seat.
"You can go and do it by yourself, Jeb," came out Axel's voice. As he began to speak once more, his eyes drifted downwards to smile and stare at Mikey in his arms. "Me and Mikey will just sit here and talk while we wait."
More than ever, Jeb now felt more frightened than before. It was one thing to go up to the barkeep and ask for food, it was another to do it alone. As he walked away, he turned his head to the side to watch his brother and Axel. Axel was very close to his brother, their noses only inches from touching. He was saying something to him but over the ruccus of the music and the screaming patrons it was next to impossible to make out. Though Jeb couldn't hear what they were saying, he knew it must've been something that scared Mikey from the look on his face.
As the small coon made his way towards the bar, he literally had to climb up onto the bar stool to see over the counter. The barkeep quickly took notice of the small cub sitting there and began to scream at him. Sadly for Jeb, though, Horris appeared to be screaming in what seemed to be Spanish.
"Whoah whoah! Hey, uh, Axel said that you're supposed to get us some food and water," came Jeb's voice, "...now!"
Horris' eyes widened with complete fear at the very mention of the name "Axel." Horris only nodded and ran to the backroom as quickly as possible. He now began to scream at someone else in Spanish, and although Jeb couldn't understand it, the name "Axel" continued to be screamed over and over again.
The small cub jumped down from the seat and began to walk towards the direction to Axel's table. He walked with a great stride of appreciation of himself, feeling proud of what he had just accomplished. When he got within clear eyesight of the bar table, he nearly did a double-take at what he saw before him.
Mikey was now sitting in Axel's lap, his hoodie now gone to show off the small cubs bare upper torso. He couldn't see Mikey's face from the coon's back being to his brother, but he could clearly make out Axel's face and expression. It only took the coon a moment to realize that the equine's arms were not around Mikey's waist, but all over his smaller brother's body. The gruff male was feeling up Jeb's younger brother while giving soft kisses to the boy's forhead and face.
"S-s-stobbit!" came a crying voice.
That was all Jeb needed to hear. He'd recognize his little brother's voice anywhere. He quickly ran over to the male and stood next to him, now seeing that Mikey's face was in fact tear soaked. Axel barely took notice to the smaller furre at his side as he continued on what he was doing. His paws kept on rubbing over Mikey's smaller frame, occasionally reaching down and groping over the coon's rump and thighs.
"W-what are you doing to my brother?!" screamed out Jeb. Even if he did scream out at the top of his lungs, most of the music and noise muffled up his screams.
Axel at least took notice as he turned his head to eye Jeb curiously. He stared at him without expression at first, his paws now rested on Mikey's soft coon tail. Soon a small flicker of a smile began to form on the equine's lips as he flashed the boy a set of gleaming white teeth, looking like he was extremely happy to see Jeb had now returned.
"Nothing, really," said Axel, "me and him, we're just having some fun is all."
"Well Mikey doesn't like it!" screamed Jeb.
Axel only chuckled. "Well don't feel left out little guy," he said. "Later tonight, you're both going to be sitting at my apartment, worshipping my cock."
Jeb was taken back by this new comment. His face distorted into fear and shock as he shook in astonishment. "W-well..." he began, not being able to stand up to the taller male as of yet. "Me and Mikey won't do it! We'll just leave right now!" said Jeb, reaching for his younger brother.
The grip on Mikey's tail become tighter as Axel clung onto him with a firmer grip, emitting a yelp of pain and suprise from the small coon. "Tell you what, kid," said Axel. "If you two don't come with me to my apartment," Axel said as he pulled open his leather jacket, showing off the gleaming handle to a pistol on his belt loop, "then you're going to have to spend the night in the gutters."
The boys were both in shock and dismay, neither of them realizing the true dangers of being out on their own without parental supervision. As the two walked as condemned prisoners with Axel to his apartment, the two coon brothers soon realized that even if they thought parents were nothing more than burdens on their lives, they both missed them more than ever now.
As all three of them circled down a winding row of at least ten blocks, the boys were greeted by a dismal looking apartment building. The place looked to be condemned almost. It was a solid red brick building with only a few intact windows. Bars adorned every available place on the building, turning the apartment into what seemed to be more of a prison rather than a resting house. Axel led the two inside, all the way up to the top floor. Each step the boys took promised them that they were coming closer and closer to their fate.
As the door opened to Axel's apartment, the boys now realized they truely were in a prison. His apartment was bare, it barely had anything to adorn it's walls and windows. Some doors were missing to hide any available hiding places the coons could have stowed away into. Windows were literally painted black to hide out anything and all of the actions that could and probably have occured inside of the small apartment.
Down a very small hallway into the apartment, the boys were led to a place that appeared to be the bedroom, since it was the only place that had a fully intact door. As Axel shoved the boys inside to lock the door behind him, the boys eyed the only available things inside of the room. A large bed with no box spring and no frame, a small end table by the bed that had various lubes and adult toys scattered about it, and only one tall dim lamp that barely illuminated the room.
Both of the boys were shoved hard against the bed, falling face first into the uncomfortable and very rancid smelling bed sheets. As they quickly turned around to surmise their captor, their hearts skipped a beat or two as they saw him unbuckling his belt.
"Wut awe ya gonna do ta us?" came Mikey's scared and timid voice.
Axel only scoffed and smiled at his question as he slid his pants off to reveal bright white boxers underneath. "What do you think, kid?" Axel replied, now taking off his jacket and removing his shirt.
"You can't do this!" exclaimed Jeb. "We'll tell our parents! We know where you live now! You're gonna be put away forever and ever!"
For a moment, the boys found releif in Jeb's words. Axel appeared to be frozen to the spot, a stoic expression adorning his face. For a small moment the coons had found a way out of it. It was only a moments glory as Axel's expression soon turned from blank to a menacing grin. What came out of Axel's mouth next could've frightened the boy's fur white.
"Who said I'm going to let you go home?" Axel said.
With that said, Axel finally stripped off his white boxers. He exposed himself to the virgin boys, each of them never truely seeing an older male naked. The equine's length was a good foot and a half long with veins pounding over the organ. It was half hard, slightly hanging down with a flared head half pointing to the boy's direction. Underneath all the exterior of Axel's clothing, the boys surmised that he was indeed stronger, taller, and more equipped than the boys could have ever imagined. His muscles rippled with each small breath he took, and even though the boys couldn't tell why, the more time Axel spent staring at the boys with his eyes gleaming with mallice desires, the thicker and more rigid his horse cock became.
"Now boys," came Axel's voice in a soft way, as if a mother comforting their child, "if you take off your clothes and promise to be nice, you won't get hurt, in fact, if you're real good boys you might even enjoy it."
Jeb's mind was ablaze with thoughts and fears; he couldn't speak, he couldn't breathe, all he could do was sit there and stare at the male. His mind numbed down to nothing. The only thing that snapped Jeb awake was the small sobs coming from his left as Mikey began to cry pitifully.
"Pwease," sobbed out Mikey, "I'll do anytheen ya want! Jus' dun do THAT tah us!!!"
Axel stared at Mikey for a long time, wondering what to do with the smaller cub. After a minute or so of contemplating, he finally smiled even more darker than before. "Alright, Mikey, I won't touch you at all." Both boys stared in aghast at first but soon were getting close to celebrating their victory. "I won't touch YOU Mikey," came Axel's voice, "but I'm going to fuck your brother."
No words were exchanged as the new news was given to the boys. Before either of them could say or do anything, Axel leaned over and grabbed Mikey harshly by his arm, dragging him to the other side of the room where he sat him down. "Now listen here, runt," came Axel's voice, harsh and cruel, "you sit here and don't move. Don't say anything and don't even think about leaving. All the doors in the house are locked and I have the only key. I want you to sit here and watch me as I shove this," he said, motioning to his half rigid cock, "inside of your brother's tailhole."
Mikey could only sob some more and nod ascent, it seemed that was the only thing he could do. Jeb on the other hand stared in total shock with his mouth half agape at Axel and his brother. He wanted to curse his brother's name for putting this fate on him, but deep down he felt slightly releived to know Mikey would at least be free for a little while longer.
Axel slowly turned and walked towards Jeb, sitting on the bed next to him as closely as possible. "Jeb, what'd I just say? Take off your clothes."
Jeb shook his head in fear, not wanting to please the male in any way. His defiance was rewarded by a firm slap across his face from Axel, causing Jeb to scream and hold his face in fear.
"Do as I say, runt," Axel said darkly, "or you're going to find the next few minutes to be the worst hell you can imagine."
Jeb didn't need to be told twice. He began to undress almost quickly, throwing off his pajamas and coat and tossing them aside. He kept his pajama bottoms on, moving his paws in a scared manner to them as he was too afraid to take them off just yet. The sight of Axel raising up his paw to strike Jeb once more was all the coaxing he needed as he yanked them off quickly. His small gray sheath was quickly covered up by Jeb's paws, only to have them ripped away so Axel could get his eye candy from the small coon.
"That's it, that's it, good boy," Axel said in a half soothing tone. "Don't you see? If you listen to me, you won't get hurt." Axel began to lean back against the bed. To Jeb's suprise he saw the equine's cock was now hard and rigid with veins throbbing in lust. The thick organ reaching past Axel's stomach. "Now come over here and suck on my cock. Suck on it like a popscicle. But I swear, if I even so much as feel a small touch of your teeth, I'm going to beat you unconciouss."
Jeb's body began to quiver in fear. His bottom lip shook as his eyes watered up in sadness. Not wanting to get beat by Axel again, Jeb began to crawl on his paws and knees over to the dominating equine. Placing his small, timid paw on the throbbing organ, he lowered his head downwards, sniffing the flared cockhead first. He had no experience in doing this and was highly afraid of the consequences. Slowly he began to open up his muzzle, preparing himself to take in the full organ into his muzzle.
"Oh get on with it already!" exclaimed Axel, slamming a paw onto the back of Jeb's neck and pushing him downwards. All Jeb could feel next was the great urge to gag and throw up as the organ was shoved down into the back recesses of his throat. The salty tasting organ stretched Jeb's muzzle wider than it has ever gone, causing horrid aches and pains for the small coon. Quickly he tried to do what Axel had told him to and began to suck on it, trying his best not to scream. His eyes closed tightly as tears flowed immidiettly, the immense pain, fear, and the invading cock inside his throat drove him to cry.
"That's it, that's it, good boy, just keep sucking on it, get it nice and wet," cooed out Axel's voice, appearing to be quite at ease.
Mikey could only watch in dumbfounded horror at what his brother was doing. He watched in fear while the equine put his "thingy" down his brother's throat and making him cry. He wanted oh so desperately to help his brother or scream for help, but had no idea on what to do to help his older brother from his predicament.
Jeb's muffled cries were drowned out by the organ being yanked out of his throat and shoved back in with brutal force. The stretching of his jaw was causing Jeb horrible pains. Soon after he began to taste copper in his muzzle, realizing that he was bleeding from the great stretches. Axel began to muzzle-hump Jeb brutally for a good three minutes, each second feeling like an hour for Jeb. The coon began to realize that Axel's breathing began to become quicker and shorter as the minutes rolled on and, before he knew it, the organ was yanked from Jeb's muzzle. All he could do was bend over and let fluids drain from his muzzle; blood, saliva, and a thin, creamy substance that was trickling down Axel's length.
"Yeah, that was nice, but I wanna finish up inside your tight ass," came out Axel's voice through the painful ringing in Jeb's ears.
The small coon had barely enough time to recover from the brutal muzzle-humping before he was yanked on top of Axel's body. The slick organ began to tickle Jeb's thighs as he felt himself being lifted up by one of Axel's strong arms. The other arm began to pull Jeb's tail away as the other lowered him downwards. It took Jeb only a moment to realize a warm, slick feeling at the base of his tail. He knew he was going to be taken, and if Axel was anything like he was with his muzzle, then Jeb was surely going to be ripped open.
Grunts of frustration began to emit from Axel as Jeb continued to feel a pressure building up against his tailhole. It seemed Axel was far too big and too thick to fit inside of Jeb. That feeling made Jeb feel comforted, until he felt the pressure increasing more and more. The pain in his tailhole was getting greater as Jeb's body began to shake in pain once more. He grabbed a hold of the arm holding him up as the pain increased even further. Soon after, Jeb let out a scream of pure pain emit out of his muzzle as he felt his tailhole being stretched way too far open. His tailhole wasn't ripped open thankfully, but the pain was far worse enough for Jeb.
"Oh damn," grunted out Axel, cooing in pure pleasure, "you're so tight, runt." His voice was scarcely heard through Jeb's ears as the organ inside of him was pushed even more deeply inside of the coon's virgin tailhole. Axel's breathing became short and shallow once more, the equine's great balls began to tighten up almost immidiettly from the feeling. As for Jeb, he continued on his screaming, his horrible cries of pain and for help, begging anyone and anything to come to his aid.
Mikey quickly covered his ears as he began to sob along with Jeb, too much in shock to move. He watched in pure shock as Axel put his "thingy" inside of his older brother, and by the sounds his brother was making, it must've been horrible. All Mikey could do at this point was watch as his brother was laid down onto Axel's body while his hips bucked up and came back down, shoving in deeply his throbbing horse cock and quickly pulling it back out. He wished he could have been able to help his brother somehow, but was afraid of what might happen to him, or worse, his brother.
Axel began to grunt out in pleasure, not even close to being able to drown out Jeb's screams. He placed one arm around Jeb's middle to hold up his rump and pull back his tail while he used his other to cover up the coon's head and muzzle in hopes to drown out his screams of pain. Luckily for Jeb, Axel was already very close to climax, so it wouldn't be much longer. To Jeb, he thought this would never stop. That Axel would do this for hours and hours, and the pain would never decrease. He thought in all truth that he was going to die here.
Luckily, those are only adolescent thoughts. It barely took Axel five minutes of brutal pounding before he began to nicker and thrust even more deeply into Jeb, emitting another scream of pure agony out of the coon. Soon, Jeb felt a warmth fill up his bowels, almost soothing out the pain to a dull throb. The pain began to subside slightly as he felt the warmth increase as well as Axel's hold on him. Axel began to moan out loudly, squeezing the poor cub tightly in his arms as a wave of cum began to fill up the virgin tailhole more and more. His cum began to leak out of Jeb's abused tailhole, dribbling out onto his tail and Axel's thighs. For a moment, Jeb could even swear that it felt very good.
Through heavy panting and large grunts, Jeb could hear Axel speaking to him. "Man, that was great!" he exclaimed breathlessly. "I'm sure it hurt a lot, but over the next few days when I do this to you all the time, you're going to realize it's going to be the greatest feeling in the world. I promise." Jeb could only sniffle pathetically and nod, clutching tightly against the bare chest of Axel's monsterous frame.
Mikey stared out in confused horror, he didn't know what to think at seeing the actions going on. He did notice that his brother's "thingy" was sticking out of his sheath while Axel's "thingy" was still burried deep inside of his coon brother. Axel's "thingy" was kept burried inside of his brother for a long time with a lot of creamy looking white stuff sliding down it's length. Before long, Mikey noticed something his brother probably hadn't noticed, but he saw that Jeb had a small smile on his face, looking like he enjoyed it despite the horrific sounding pain. They both layed there, together, clutching to each other tightly as they embraced for the longest time. Mikey thought it was now or never to make his move as he snapped out of his dazed confusion. He crawled back slightly until he felt something cold and metal against his tail. Looking back, he saw the small pistol Axel had before. Axel probably dropped it over there when he was stripped and didn't notice it when he put Mikey back there.
All of Jeb's ideas were of bliss. He knew it was wrong to like what was just done to him, to have enjoyed being raped by a pedophile equine, but he couldn't help but enjoy the feeling. It was the warmth that made him feel good, really. When all the thrusting stopped and his body got used to the size of the invading organ. It made Jeb feel good inside, it gave him a feeling he'd never felt before. It felt very good.
Finally, Axel spoke up. It was a nightmare for both of the coons. Neither of them had expected him to say what he had next, and both of them were in total shock in fear as Axel turned to face the cowering Mikey in the corner. Both the coon brothers had no idea what to say or do as Axel spoke out, causing fear and panic in the boys with only two words...
"You're next."
TO BE CONTINUED...
=Ok, this is a new way I'm writing stories. I don't know if other people have tried doing this in the past, but I'm going to attempt it. If there's ANY one out there who liked this story (Brian?), then I wouldn't like some feedback, I got something else to ask of you. I have so many ideas to add to this story in the next one, but I can't decide which ones to use. So, I'll ask YOU guys! Alright, well here's some quick little ideas, would you like:
A) Have Mikey save the day and free the two of them from Axel's clutches
B) Let Mikey be raped by Axel just like Jeb
C) Have Jeb and Mikey gang up on Axel and do to him what he's done to them
Well, it's up to you guys, really! Gimme some feedback!!! Which would you rather have? A, B, or C? Just write a comment with your thoughts on what you would like done, or e-mail me at: [email protected] and gimme your answer there. Whichever you guys decide on, I'll post the next part of the story on that idea. Hope to hear SOMEthing from someone out there who would like to see a second part of this story created. Well, anyways, hope to get some feedback from you guys! Thanks again for reading ^.^ =