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Ian grew up with a pretty mediocre life. He recognized that he was gay around seventh grade. This meant that he wasn't very popular with his classmates. It's not that he was visibly gay, but he was awkward with boys and didn't really connect with them on a deeper level. He was always, to some extent, the weird kid who never really did anything wrong but was left out of the group. He had some friends, and they were accepting, but he had never had a boyfriend or someone he could relate to emotionally. He also was a smaller, scrawnier feline which lessened his status among his mostly-canine peers. He was easily missed in a crowd as he often wore concealing hoodies and his fur was dark black.

He lived in a pretty simple house, with a mother and a father. While they were supportive of his homosexuality there wasn't really much that they could do. In general, Ian never really had the sort of experiences that his peers did at parties or with friends or with their girlfriends.

Ian walked to school every day. He walked along the train tracks usually for about ten minutes or so. There were rarely other people on the tracks but when there were he kept his phone in hand, just in case he had to make an emergency call. So far, though, there had been no sign that he had anything to worry about.

He was in sophomore year of high school now. Today he walked the tracks wearing his baggy grey hoodie and black sweatpants, and nothing else. He always went commando since he really didn't see much of a use for underwear. He was careful about it, and it never caused him problems. To him it was just extra that didn't need to be worn. Besides his hoodie and sweatpants, he wore no other adornments besides his backpack. He simply walked along the rails like any other day. Little did he know he had a follower.

A large, built panther followed him. He wore all dark clothing which went well with his jet black fur. He wore a tight-fitting black shirt, and loose but comfortable black shorts. Beyond this he had some plastic shades for anonymity. He was a predator, and today Ian would be his prey. He stalked him, walking on the rail itself which was much quieter than on the gravel. He followed Ian much like a shadow, a silent specter who observed his prey before the attack. His nimble motions allowed him to walk just a few feet behind Ian without being noticed. He stopped to remove his clothes, casting them to the side in a neat little pile. He was now fully naked behind Ian, his tan cock exposed. He only kept his sunglasses to stay incognito. He had been watching Ian's walks for a while and had planned out the attack. As his martial arts teacher had said, planning was important second only to fighting ability. And in both, he was more than equipped. He took steps behind Ian, completely calm, and pounced. The poor boy didn't notice until the panther had already overcome him.

Ian's world was, all of a sudden, knocked upside down. It was a surreal moment to feel something else hitting him out of nowhere and for a few seconds his brain couldn't even process the information. Those few seconds were more than enough for the panther to execute a takedown. With swift, unpredictable movements, he knocked Ian to the ground and grappled him easily with his legs, kicking down and planting him on the gravel. The panther flipped him over and sat painfully right on top of Ian's crotch, between his legs. At this point the panther was fully in control of the situation, holding Ian's arms with vice-like grips and rendering his legs useless as they flailed around. Ian's loins burned with pain as the panther squeezed his balls. Before long the panther spoke.

"Hello, my boy. Ian, yes? I believe so. I've watched you for long enough to know your name. Not to mention your address." He paused for a moment and Ian took notice of his attacker's outstretched penis that floated, erect, above his stomach. He paused and stared at this, wide-eyed. The panther saw this and continued, in his calm, smooth, deep voice that seemed almost tauntingly controlled. "Ah, yes, my cock is right there. Don't worry, you'll get enough of that soon when I fuck you." Ian realized he was being raped and prepared to scream. The moment he opened his mouth the panther's firm hand was already clamped over it, restricting anything he had to a muffled noise. "Don't bother screaming. It'll just be- harder- if you do." With this stressed word he shifted above Ian's balls, squeezing them further and intensifying the pain in his crotch. With that Ian stopped his screaming and only stared up, wide-eyed, at his assailant. "Here's what's going to go down, child. I'm going to get off you and give you a moment to shed that horrendous clothing of yours. If you choose to speak at all during this encounter, all it takes is a couple seconds for me to knock you out and then take you away. And that makes this all a whole lot more difficult than me just raping you, here and now. Don't you want to go home tonight and tell your parents that you had a normal day at school? 'How was your day?' 'It was fine, mom. Nothing too special.' I know that's what you say because I've been listening to your conversations. You'd be amazed the size of microphones you can buy on the web these days." Ian saw the logic in his words and had a horrible realization of just how much this stranger had gathered about his life. He couldn't believe he was so powerless. The panther continued: "I'm sure you can just make up some bullshit about why you're late today. Here's an idea, you'll say 'sorry I'm late mom, my history teacher made us all stay after because some kids were being a bunch of jerks.' And then when your dad gets home at 5:25, you won't even have to explain it to him at all. Now, I'm going to get off you and you're going to take off all your clothes, every last piece. And then I'll rape you."

The panther removed his hand from Ian's mouth and silently withdrew, standing a couple feet away with his dick still outstretched in front of him. He beckoned for Ian to rise, and slowly, he did. His limbs shook with fear. Wanting to prolong the moment he exposed himself as much as possible, he ditched his backpack, then his hoodie. Now standing shirtless in only his sweatpants, he moved his hands down but found it difficult to continue. He knew he couldn't run, and he had a clever idea- he reached for his phone. But the panther's vigilant eyes noticed this and he growled deeply. With that Ian's arms went limp and he pushed his sweatpants down, exposing his cock and balls that had been so abused by the panther already. The panther chuckled as he saw that he was not wearing any underwear. "No underwear, I guess? I bet you really sleep around, you slut." With that Ian began to cry, only arousing more taunts from his captor. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings? Well, that's a shame, because I'm about to hurt a whole lot more than just that. Lay on your back, bitch. That's right. Now, spread your legs- wide- and let me see those goods of yours." Ian now complied with his every demand, disgusted with himself at his own cooperation. "Touch yourself." Ian did that too. His movements were shaky from nervousness and terror. After a few moments the panther grew dissatisfied and issued more commands. "Alright, that's enough. Now get on your hands and knees." Ian slowly did so and fresh tears came when he acknowledged that he was about to be violated. He sat there for a moment while the panther told him to sway his ass left and right. "Now stand up, and bend down. Keep your legs straight so I can fuck you standing up." He did so. In one swift movement, the panther entered.

He took a long stride right up to Ian. Clamping his hands down on his ass, he guided his cock to Ian's tight asshole and shoved in. The panther didn't wait long. Ian felt as the rough, barbed penis fucked his insides. He couldn't know for sure but it had to be at least eight inches- and each inch was excruciating. Ian's anus gripped the panther's girth and his tightness enhanced his pain. He yelped out and the panther was silent for a moment, reminding Ian of how he could get knocked out in just a moment. He had to be quieter.

With his entry, the long, thick, rock hard cock started fucking Ian. It was all he could do not to scream out. The dick pounded in and out of him, stretching his anus to its very limit. The flesh tore a little on the inside. Gradually as the panther oozed more pre-cum out it got a little easier and didn't make his ass so sore. After a few minutes his slick, fast penis was pumping in and out of Ian like a well-oiled piston. Each thrust filled him then emptied him. Ian's cheeks were soaking with the tears that flowed freely now.

Suddenly with the panther inside him he felt the need to pee. He feared of the repercussions that might come if he accidentally got some on the panther's legs, so he let him know while he was still getting fucked. The panther chuckled and removed his cock, giving Ian's asshole its first respite. Commanding yet again, he got Ian to lay on his back. The order came clearly: "now, piss on yourself. You heard me. All over yourself." Tentatively Ian reminded himself that complying was the course of least resistance, and he started his urination. Once it began, it continued longer than he expected. He made sure to aim it right above his stomach to appease the panther. He couldn't focus as this stranger forced him to pee all over himself. Startlingly, another stream joined his. Piss started hitting his mouth and he looked up to see the panther standing by him, with a yellow stream flying out of his cock. The piss mixed with his tears, matting his fur. "Drink it, you idiot. Don't just sit there." Almost instantly Ian's mouth opened wide and the panther's stream redirected to go right down his throat. Ian's river of tears continued as he swallowed the rapist's piss. It almost made him vomit with its sharp, disgusting flavor. He just barely managed to keep it down. This continued on for about thirty seconds and Ian wondered just how much the panther had drank before this. Then he focused his stream more on Ian's chest, stomach and on his dick and balls. This gave Ian a second or two to catch his breath and as the piss sprayed all over him, he stifled a "fuck you" to the panther. The panther raised his eyebrows: "That's not nice, is it? It looks like I'll have to discipline you a little." The panther approached Ian's upper half.

The panther loomed above him, threateningly. "Go ahead, suck it." With indignant eyes Ian raised himself, still dripping with piss all over. He placed his mouth tentatively around the cock, knowing how much it had hurt when it was in his asshole. Once he had achieved penetration, the panther took hold of Ian's skull and pushed him onto his dick. With that, he started peeing yet again and Ian now knew why he had stopped in the first place. Ian's tears came faster now than ever as the rapist urinated deep into his throat. Some of the piss overflowed as Ian choked and struggled to swallow it. It overflowed, running down his chin and joining the rest down on his body. The smell of piss was all Ian could gather with his nose. The rapist continued his stream until it was done almost a minute later. "There, that's nice. Now that you've had a drink, bend over for me." Ian did so and tensed himself for a second round of violation.

Once he was bent over, the panther grabbed his legs and held them up in the air. Grabbing his buttocks, the panther backed them up onto his dick and again penetrated him deeply. Now the panther was fully in control as he easily forced Ian's asshole to encompass his dick completely. Ian was breathless as the panther fucked with ruthless intensity, pounding him back and forth. As the thrusts continued Ian could hear the panther getting more into it as his panting increased and his thrusts got more powerful. Luckily the rapist's piss was now slick with urine and pre-cum so the penetration came more easily. His slick, eight-inch cock forced all the way to the base and Ian felt as his butt smacked against the panther's abs with every thrust. With his panting becoming heavier, Ian felt the cock pulse and knew the rapist was about to come.

The panther grabbed Ian's upper body and held him up in the air, fucking his asshole with intensely deep penetration and powerful strokes. The panther started to cum and Ian almost felt a weird feeling of intimacy as he panted, grunted and growled into Ian's ear. Ian felt the sticky, warm substance spreading through his asshole and dripping out the bottom. The feline's load continued longer than he thought possible as he pumped more and more of the hot cum into Ian's abused asshole. He could hear it too, the squelching sound produced by fucking in the cum. The thrusts continued strongly, going as deep as they could go, while the stream of cum kept going strongly. It was hotter deep in Ian's asshole than anywhere else in his body from the warmth of the semen. Gradually the panther's thrusts lost intensity as the panther's climax ended. He shoved Ian off his dick, exposing the stretched, bruised asshole that he had just fucked apart so brutally.

He stood there and stroked his dick gently. He spat on Ian, his spittle landing right on his cheek. He walked away without a word, leaving Ian in the fetal position, laying on the ground. Ian shuddered, covered in warm piss and feeling the cum drip out of his anus and run down his ass cheek. He heard a little snapping noise as the rapist took a picture of this spectacle. He crouched low and whispered into Ian's ear: "I think I'll take this little picture of mine and post it online. Show everyone how much of a slut you are, Ian Peterson." Ian could do nothing more than take the abuse at this point. The panther laughed and walked away, putting on his clothes and fading into the nearby forest. Ian was left shaking uncontrollably, and he could hardly even cry anymore since all the moisture had been used up. The violation was so intense that Ian could hardly even decide what to do. With resignation he closed his eyes and waited for the piss to dry that had so soaked his body. He was going to need an elaborate excuse.

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_I really liked writing this one. I'm working on including more in-depth descriptions of sex scenes. Anyway, I'll probably write part 2 of Grand Orgy soon. See ya! _