The Abandoned Building
[Insert average warning to minors and people who don't want to read this here] This is my first story on yiffstar, so comments are welcome.
Razor walked through the humid streets, wondering if he would be able to find a place to stay for the night. The muscular wolf had always passed himself off as a thug, and he liked to show off his brute strength. Last night, though, he had apparently gone too far, and he wasn't allowed back in his house for another three days.
He used a store window to look at his sleek, black-furred body, admiring how well built he kept himself. He flexed his large biceps, pretending there was a small crowd of cute females around swooning over him. He lost himself in this fantasy for a moment, then was brought back to reality as he almost tripped. He decided to keep going, and get to somewhere he could stay--specifically somewhere free.
After only about twenty minutes, near sunset, Razor saw a building that looked abandoned. He opened the door and walked in, being careful to keep his booted footsteps quiet. If there really was someone here, disturbing them wouldn't be such a great idea. It appeared that all the walls, if there were any in the first place, had been knocked down--the room he walked into was huge beyond belief, and could probably fit an entire football field.
"Who's there?" boomed a deep, husky voice from a back corner of the room. Razor jumped a bit, though he wasn't really frightened. A light sparked up in one corner of the room, giving a good view of the many columns that held up the ceiling. In that same corner was the silhouette of a small partition that set off that one corner. There were candles stacked up around it, but only one or two were actually lit.
Razor must not have been as quiet as he thought he was--the building's current resident had obviously just been awakened. He approached the makeshift room that was surrounded by the candles, and reclining on a bed of straw in the middle of it was a huge lion. He was at least 8 feet tall, and his tawny fur was matted over his massive, bulging muscles. His arms were so thick that it looked like he could crush bones with minimal effort. The immense muscles rippled under the lion's fur as he shifted into a sitting position, and a gentle smile came to his lips as he saw the wolf--the only company of any sort he'd had in a long time.
What caught Razor most as he walked up was the horrible stench that came from this titan's body. It smelled like he hadn't bathed in weeks--maybe months. That and the fact that the lion was almost completely naked, his tight loincloth bulging around a half-erect cock that made Razor's own ten inch member look as thin as a pencil, and even shorter.
"Name's Razor. I'm looking for a place to sleep," the wolf said as he walked closer, trying to ignore the gross smell.
"My name is Sargis, and, for a...price...I might be persuaded to let you stay here..." Razor snorted and bared his fangs.
"Pay you? In your dreams. If I sleep here, it's gonna be free, bitch," Razor replied. Sargis shook his head, chuckling. He patted the tremendous bulge in his loincloth that was slowly growing thicker. Razor sneered, then watched in near horror as the titanic cock broke through the leather, ripping it apart. As it fell down to Sargis' feet a thick, male odor filled the room. The sleek wolf found his eyes wandering to the grapefruit sized balls that hung loosely between the giant's bulging thighs.
"You must be joking. You want me to let you--no. No freakin' way, bitch!" Razor almost threw up at the thought of being with a male. Sargis' cock was almost fully erect now, and it was oozing pre. He rubbed it all over his paws and the massive lionhood, and then flexed his muscles. A glob of the ooze landed right in the wolf's mouth just after he got out the last word, and he almost wretched at the taste of it. It burned its way down his throat, and he found himself getting somehow aroused.
"What the hell?!" he yelled as he tried to spit it out. The foul taste of it only seemed to get worse as he spit, doing everything possible to try and get it out of his throat. By now, the wolf's shaft had already begun to tent out his jeans. His sex drive was starting to take over his common sense.
"Something the matter Razor?" the lion asked, anxious to have this sexy wolf lay down with him.
"You fucking bastard, what did you do to me?" Razor muttered, staggering. Sargis watched with a strange, lusty smile on his face as Razor stumbled around and the wolfcock grew to full hardness under his tight pants.
"Strip. Now." Sargis commanded. "Then come over here and lay down." He savored the moment, knowing what was to come. More than 1 ½ feet of thick, throbbing cockflesh stared the wolf, whose eyes were now glossing over, right in the face.
Razor felt his pants tightening around his throbbing member as the pre the lion made him swallow took over his senses; he could smell his sweat as he began to rip his clothes off, throwing them behind him. His naked, muscular body was burning with arousal and desire, and he lay down top of the thick muscles of his new master.
"I hope you plan on to pay me back making up for being so rude to me," the lion said. "Starting right now, you're going to be my slave." He felt the wolfcock throb against him, and stroked a hand down the sleek muscles of Razor's chest--making the wolf shiver--until he got to the pulsing shaft, which he stroked lightly for a moment. Then he moved lower, squeezing the wolf's full, heavy balls tightly. Razor squirmed from the pressure, "You love laying down with such a big male, don't you, slave?" the lion asked in a lusty tone, as Razor swooned.
"Unhhh," the wolf moaned. "That f-feels so gooood." Sargis smirked at how his pre--a natural aphrodisiac--made even this thug of a wolf into the perfect sex toy. He happily scooped up some with his finger, and roughly grabbed the wolf and rubbed it all over his face, forcing him to swallow a copious amount of the salty tasting fluid.
Sargis smiled as he watched the wolf's cock slowly become erect. Both the shaft and the knot were swollen. The lion growled lustily. He squeezed the hard, throbbing member tight, eliciting a soft moan from the wolf, who couldn't do any more if he tried. "We'll have to get rid of this, now won't we?"
He gave the thick knot another painful squeeze, making Razor yip. "Just a bit stiff for my liking," he said as he slowly lowered himself onto the member, moaning in pleasure as his ass was stretched by the wolf's thick 10 inches, and gasping as the knot popped in. Razor gasped as he felt himself pushed inside; the tightness and warmth of the ass gripping his cock felt amazing, even better than a hot cunt. A sharp squeeze from the muscles in Sargis' ass turned the pleasure quite suddenly into intense pain. Any confusion as to who was really in charge was gone instantly, as Razor nearly howled in agony.
The lion wrapped his legs around Razor, pinning the submissive wolf to his belly as he whimpered. Smiling sadistically, the lion squeezed his ass tight again, pain shooting through the wolf's shaft as the bulging leg muscles crushed him up against the huge lioncock. The stench of it was surprisingly sexy to the aroused wolf. Razor loved the musky, male scent of the member, and found himself ignoring the abuse his cock was taking. He yelped as he felt callused hands gripping his headfur roughly, jerking him forward.
"Come on now, wolfy. Get closer. You want it," the lion said, putting a very lewd tone to the comment.
"Unhhh," Razor moaned. He wanted to suck that huge lioncock, he wanted to taste it, lick it! "H-how? How do I suck it? It's too big!" he asked eagerly as he looked at the engorged shaft. Suddenly he had his answer, as Sargis shoved his entire length down the wolf's throat, forcing his jaws wide enough to encompass the entire dick.
"I...I can't...bre...breathe!" Razor coughed around the lion's thickness.
Sargis murred as he slammed up with his hips, shoving the entire 20" length down the wolf's throat again.
"Feeling so smug now wolf?" the lion said. He wanted Razor to stay conscious, to experience utter humiliation as he ground down onto the wolf's cock. He felt the smaller male's body spasm against him. He moaned as the wolf hit orgasm, howling around Sargis' thick manhood. The vibration almost made Sargis climax himself, but he kept it in, wanting to keep this going as long as possible.
The lion pulled the meat from his ass, enjoying the feeling of thick, hot wolfseed dribbling out of his now-loose pucker. "Oh. Poor thing," he said in a mock soothing tone. The lion ran his tongue over the still-throbbing cock, grunting at the pleasurable taste as he cleaned it off.
Slowly, Sargis pulled the wolf's muzzle off his cock, leaving more pre behind. Razor, in his lusty haze, found he now liked the taste of the thick fluid, and didn't even notice as the lion pulled his black legs up and over his shoulders. The lion took one look at the tight, virgin pucker, and slammed his massive lionhood in to the hilt.
"AHH!!" Razor screamed, the huge member stretching him to the breaking point. The lion pulled out almost all the way just as quick as he had thrust in, and then thrust back in even harder. The abused wolfcock leapt back to full hardness, throbbing painfully.
The titanic length pistoned in and out, stretching the wolf more and more as both males again neared orgasm. Sargis flipped the wolf over, getting a groan from the lust-filled lupine who was starting to love the feeling of having the huge male inside him, and began thrusting even deeper.
After only a few thrusts, Razor was finding the pounding his ass was receiving to be quite pleasurable, even through the pain that the lion's pre was making considerably less noticeable. His dick began pulsing even harder, making the bruises ache a bit, but through his hazy mind all the wolf could feel was the huge, thick lioncock thrusting in and out of his ass. So far, this was the best sex he'd ever had.
"Oh god! Deeper! Faster!" he screamed. Sargis heard, but this was his fun, and the wolf's punishment. He pulled all the way out, making the wolf whimper, then knelt down, so that his head was level with Razor's now loose pucker. He started licking slowly, enjoying the taste and the thick, heavy scent of male, while at the same time teasing the wolf to no end.
"God! Please fuck me!!" Razor begged, but Sargis just kept licking and teasing. He wanted the wolf to tighten up again, to make the experience as painful as possible.
He flipped the wolf over again, looking at the bruised cock sadistically. He now took in just how big it really was--nearly half the size of his own. "I want another taste of that delicious wolfhood," he said lustily as he leaned in closer to Razor's pulsing cock.
Slowly, still teasing the extremely aroused wolf, he licked up the underside of the member, making the wolf moan in both pain and pleasure. He closed his mouth down, and sucked hard, licking the cock inside his mouth.
Razor, through all the musk and pre that were filling his nose and throat, had no objections anymore to what the lion did. He started ignoring the pain from the bruises, concentrating on his master's ministrations. He began thrusting up into the warm muzzle, wanting desperately to reach climax again. Sargis immediately bit down on the wolfcock, painfully reminding the lupine a second time who was in control.
"DAMN!!" Razor screamed, arching in pain. The lion pulled his muzzle off the throbbing member, and stood up, forcefully pulling his slave to his feet as well. "Now that you're nice and tight again, we're going to finish what we started," Sargis bellowed into the wolf's ear, nearly making him go deaf. With one hand he slammed Razor into the wall, roughly pinning him there with his back to the lion. With the other hand, he pulled up the bushy tail, exposing his ass, now tight again. With one strong thrust, his entire 20 inches were again buried inside the wolf, eliciting a pained howl from his captive. He pulled all the way out, savoring in the toy's screams at the sudden intrusion, and then thrust back in just as hard as before.
Razor soon found himself loving the feeling of being filled again, and again begged the huge lion to go deeper and faster. This time, Sargis obliged. Who would've thought that a stupid thug would like it so rough?
The lion roared as he threw back his head, loud enough to make the entire building shake. All his muscles tensed up at once as his cock twitched, releasing long, hot ropes of lionseed into the wolf's insides. The lioncock spurted again and again, literally filling Razor's ass to bursting as the cum ran down the wolf's ass and the lion's thighs. There was just too much pleasure for Razor to handle. He howled as he orgasmed again, splattering his sleek chest and the wall with thick wolf cum.
Still buried to the hilt in his new slave, Sargis collapsed back onto the bed, bringing Razor down with him. Razor looked down at himself, literally smothered in cum, and whimpered softly as the murring lion finally pulled out. They both lay there panting for a while, the wolf relaxed in the giant lion's tight embrace, and soon they found themselves asleep in each other's arms.
A few hours later, Sargis was woken up by a soft paw gently caressing his muzzle. "There's no shower in here, is there?" the wolf asked.
"No, Razor, there isn't," came the unsurprising reply.
"So how am I supposed to go out then?"
"I guess I'll just have to clean you off myself." Razor didn't notice, but the aphrodisiac in the lion's pre had worn off a long time ago, yet he was still quite attracted to this big, bulky male. He gasped as the lion's rough, wet tongue ran over his body, licking every last bit of semen out of the fur. Sargis worked his tongue up and down, ending with a deep, passionate kiss.
Razor leaned in closer, murring. He found that even though the aphrodisiac had stopped stripping him of his sense that he still enjoyed the feeling of the kiss, of getting attention from this male. He mulled over the events of the night, and chuckled a bit. Slave, huh? Well, that will have to change next time. He slowly pulled away to ask the lion a question.
"Hey Sargis, why are you here, anyway?" he asked, doing his best to keep from sounding rude or condescending.
Sargis gave the cute wolf the same gentle smile he had when Razor first found him. "It doesn't really matter. What about you?"
"Not allowed back home for a few days--got a bit violent," Razor answered. "So, when I go back, do you want to come with me? If nothing else, you're in serious need of a bath, and probably a good meal too."
Instead of wasting time answering with words, Sargis pulled the wolf back down into another kiss, wrapping his tongue around the wolf's, as he slowly caressed Razor's back with a paw. "A bath sounds really nice..."
Lame as it is, I forget the name of the story that inspired me to write this. I also forget the author's name. Either way, I give that author credit.