Final Time(the End of a Story Time)
Final Time(The End of a Story Time) by theonehowl I can't sleep forever. Jacob sunk his head down between the legs of his newly acquired boyfriend. His nose could breath in the musk from a long day of making love. Alex watched deeply in lust as his friend and lover made show of his obsession with his scent. The canine held his rear high for the dominant of the group, the third, the one who tells the story. They submit to their lust as they become deeply entwined in his pleasurable utopia that he builds around them. Their ears hang on his every word. More importantly, their minds are more one with each sentence that flies off his lips. The canine lifts his hips higher and deepens his endeavors in Alex's crotch. They do it all for the sake of the fox in control. Their bodies move with a language that the fox can see. Both of their maleness are peaked and waiting for the next word, the next story, even as this one begins. Derrin was a kind master to Jacob the whole time. The canine even showed that by inviting his true love into the mix of the story. This fox didn't mind. The cougar would make a great addition to the "family". Now both of the males are succumbing to the fox's whims. His wishes are becoming their reason to breathe. Jacob especially didn't understand why he escaped in the first place. He slowly wanted to forget that with time, very soon. With his true love by him, nothing is to be remembered in the first place. He even calms his paranoid, unreasonable, and rebellious parts of his mind with the reassuring scent in front of his nose. I gave him my weakness. Was it truly my weakness? I told him... "Jacob wanted to confess his secret to Derrin. He wanted to... especially after running from such loving hospitality. He should. He was grateful to Derrin for reuniting him with his lover. Jacob felt the impulse to calm himself and listen to his master. He wanted to tell him what calms him the most." Alex calmed me. The smell of him... the feel of his fur... It's the most calming thing I'd ever felt in my life. And I told him. He made me, though...It's not my fault! I didn't give in willingly! Jacob began feeling controlled, feeling like he should be. That control was what he needed, what he wanted. The aching erection between his legs and the scent of his mate were so strong. He didn't need anything else. He had everything he wanted. Now, he wished to give it all up to who deserves his thanks. Derrin. Master. He deserved it. His rear was high, showing those tight athletic cheeks he knew his master loved to view. Shaking that fluffy tail for him was all the more obedient and felt great. That bold wagging of his ass made him feel good to be such a wonderful spectacle for both his mate and his master. It would only be a matter of time before he felt that wonderful fulfillment from his master again. Even his loving cougar wanted to get on his knees and press his own hard shaft against Jacob's lips. They exchanged empty glances. Empty were their gazes since their minds were focused on his words. They truly only knew how to please. There was no better function for the two of them. Jacob howled in pleasure as his master began pressing the long, thick cock into his tailhole. Nothing felt better than this. To tighten around the long appendage. It was why he pawed his shaft madly. His jaw dropped open as he was engulfed in a wave of deep, hot lust. His world was complete after his lover granted the his mouth a muzzle full of feline cock. Jacob could only think about being with his master forever. He could only know that giving him his lover would not be the end. There was so much more to give. I can't stay like this. I want to be thinking for myself. I want Alex to myself.. Does he even want to be with me? Was that real, or just a story? After their first introductions, they followed the story teller to the living room. Jacob soaked in the sudden return of his feelings for Master. There was plenty of time to do that as he keeled and nursed on his Master's shaft, cleaning it after their threesome. He needed the rest from all the pleasuring he did for his master. That was all he needed to look forward to as well. Derrin was back, and his obedience was safely where it needed to be. It feels so good. I don't know how to think for myself. Oh, his taste..... I can't fight it like this. I'll never be with Alex. He's apart of us. He... Jacob enjoyed the claws running through his head fur. It was like all those feelings he ran from. They're back now. Those are all he will need now. The canine can rest himself and surrender to the story. Alex merely kneels and watches. He knows it's okay to drool from his muzzle when he only thinks about his master. Thoughts about Master were the only things in his mind. Those were the only things he was going to have on his mind from this day on. He dreams of coming to my house, with Jacob and me. * * * That was about when Jacob's ear lied flat. He was growling. Somewhere distant deep beneath his conscious mind there were growls of warning. A flickering light began hitting a switch. Gears were turning in his spirit. A certain chink in his armor was being stabbed over and over. Those words. The story teller seemed preoccupied, though. "Alex's tail wagged back and forth in glee. The erection between his legs showed that he was tired of watching Jacob do all the work. He felt like getting some of his master in his muzzle, too. He knew Master wouldn't mind either. Jacob slowly..." Jacob moved down on all four paws before backing away so Alex could get to Derrin's maleness. The canine could only watch with obedience as his lover sucked on the fox's length. The feline was rubbing his master's balls with a paw and the other free paw sliding up and down the furry fox's leg in a devoted caressing. The cougar's eyes were closed as he stuffed his muzzle over and over again. Jacob was turned on by the sounds of moaning and slurping. That lust was strong, but he felt something stronger. He felt a strong sense of... of will. Enough was enough. His knees didn't want to stay down anymore, filling with unrest. They needed to stand, to approach and take back what was his. A growl filled the room, drawing Derrin from the joy of his activity. His face had a pure pleasurable expression before he turned in confusion to see where the growl was coming from. Then he scowled at Jacob, mostly bewildered of how the dog could be doing anything but what the story held. He told the stories and no one should be doing anything else but listening. Then the canine was rising. "Jacob felt the need to get back on his knees. A calming feeling caught him in the strange, unknown anger. He just wanted to get back down and obey." Oppose to his words, though, Jacob didn't feel like kneeling. His body did, but it was overcome by a strange threat. Something drove Jacob to move his feet paws a step into Derrin's direction. It made his growls fierce and hungry. His claws were flexing from the feeling. His eyes scowled at the target of his rage. "Jacob obeyed. He never does anything without being told. He loves that feeling. He needs that more than anything else." Those words tugged, but did not pull Jacob back down to his sitting. His foot paw came down, and the next twitched in resistance but soon followed in unison. "Jacob... stay away," fear crept in Derrin's voice. Alex nursed on a softening member now. "You do as I say, remember? Jacob is a good boy." "Jacob was a good boy..." the canine finely spoke. A snarl ripped along the next words. "When Jacob didn't have a choice!" Derrin began backing up, leaving Alex striving to try and continue his task. "Alex wanted to leave Derrin alone as he dealt with Jacob, who was lost and scared." Jacob felt a sudden fear overcome him, but then he got angrier when he saw Alex obey. The canine let it show with a vicious snarl towards the fox, who's cock hung limp and looked vulnerable along with the rest of his naked form. "Jacob... l..let's talk about this. Just calm down. We can work this ou-" He couldn't finish the sentence after Jacob struck him with a powerful fist. The story telling fox fell back, tripping over a small table and a lamp crashing along side the fox's form. Alex knelt on stand by while Jacob passed him in angry, calculated steps. "You selfish, bastard," Jacob's words were harsh and accusing. "I deserve a life! I never had a choice in any of this!" The fox only looked a little frightened. His eyes were looking around for something, then his paw touched his bleeding lip and pulled away for him to see the crimson smear on his paw. His face contorted in exasperation. Jacob breathed heavy with a fury Derrin had never seen before. There had been none who have broken his spell. None to confront him. None to face him with an opposition such as this. The fox quickly moved and got to his feet so he could get away. Jacob grabbed him by the shoulders, his hands very strong from being an athlete for so long. Derrin was easily thrown into the right side wall, his figure merely lean and not strong against the bigger canine. The house trembled with the massive hit, and the fox crumbled to the floor with some picture frames falling alongside him. He coughed up the painful air that came with being struck from behind so forcefully by an unmoving object. Jacob started advancing on him again. Again, the fox moved to get up but not nearly fast enough. Jacob had him in his clutches again. "Jacob, n..no-no-" The canine delivered a quick session of punches up into the fox's gut while keeping hold of his naked shoulder. A strong thud reverberated through the room, along with Jacob's cries. One.. "I have a choice!" Two.. "I'm taking my life back!" Three.. "And...!" Four times. All the while, the force of the punches knocked the fox back up towards the window. "I'm taking my boyfriend back." Then Jacob finished by winding his leg back quick as a viper and let it loose with all his strength. The kick took out a rib before it sent the fox into free fly across the paned window. The glass and metal gave away under a combination of force and weight it wasn't built to handle. Shards and debris clustered around where Derrin lied sprawled out. Silence left Jacob to fill it with his exerting breath. He could only stare at the still form of Derrin lying on much glass, smaller pieces littering his orange fur arms and legs. The fox's eyes stayed closed, and his mouth hung limply in seeming unconsciousness. This sight helped Jacob calm his temper; but the vengeance held fast, and the hate in the back of his mind felt justified. Secure with his act, Jacob looked back to see Alex. The feline was looking like he had a bad headache. Jacob took quick strides and knelt by his boyfriend. "Are you okay?" he asked with concern. "Can you hear me, Alex?" The feline looked up and smiled. "Jacob! You're alright." Alex hugged the canine tightly around the sides. Jacob was surprised by this at first, but then he melted in compassion and took his friend in embrace. "I was scared... I thought... I don't who was controlling.. or if you were really feeling like... But you did, you did it... for me." The cougar tightened his hold on the hound. "Yeah...I did." He said it with dripping sincerity. Both of them closed their eyes to enjoy the moment. Once Jacob calmed down, he suddenly felt the paranoia sink in. He moved away from the cougar and started rising to his feet. Alex looked at him and then through the window where Jacob was staring at. "He's gone... I think you killed him." The canine's ears leaned forward to listen. There was whispering. "We can go back to my room and just settle down. I don't know how we will explain this to the cops... I know my parents are going to be pissed." Jacob began walking towards the window. "Jake? He's gone. We don't need to waste time. We have to get this cleaned up." The canine looked back when he heard a name nobody ever use before on him. Not even Alex. "Thinking a little inconsiderate after I just saved your life..." Jacob didn't direct the words to his friend, but to the control that was over his friend at that moment. He looked over the edge to the see the fox not speaking. Looking back, Alex was still standing there passively. "Do you know where your dad's gun is?" The question was not entirely serious as Jacob didn't know whether his dad owned a gun or not, but a gun would have been helpful to him. Derrin's eyes shot open in a sudden empty stare. Then his face was a mask of disappointment. Jacob looked back to see the fox moving now. The wind started picking up through the open window. The canine growled down at the fox "Jacob and Alex knelt down." The words echoed, and Jacob dropped to his knees. He gawked downward at his knees, at their sudden action. "The two of them suddenly understood that they didn't know the power they were dealing with." He finally understood that he was in over his head. Derrin stood up and rose from the ground, his toes not touching the porch he once was lying on. An expression of anger simmered on the surface of his face. The hovering fox moved through the window, curling to fit through the hole he helped create, then uncurled after arriving inside the house. Wind poured through and brush up around the three of them. "Jacob understood why he had to do this... why he had to give himself to the fox." Jacob's ear fell to his head and a whimper rose from his throat. He knew he didn't want to live forever as Derrin's slave. "He knew that he had to replace Amen." His eyes looked a little surprised. He knew he had to be Derrin's slave, but he didn't know why. "Amen was gone, and now there was a gap to be filled. Since Jacob left the house without watching him, it was Jacob's fault. He should have watched Derrin's closest lover. Jacob knew that if he didn't leave... Amen wouldn't have jumped." Then Jacob looked surprise while he comprehended his new life coming into view as Derrin's slave. The wind blowing past Derrin caressed the fox's fur. His eyes glared accusingly down at the canine. Drops of moisture soaked the fur near his fierce gaze. "I'm sorry," Jacob spoke softly. His master never said he couldn't speak. "No, not yet you're not..." The fox matched the fury Jacob had earlier. "I'm not going, though." The canine rose... slowly, though. The power was unbelievably strong, but Jacob felt like he understood it now. He understood, now, that Derrin wouldn't leave. "Jacob was going to kneel back down, like a good boy." The canine's knees shook from the pressure of his power. "No!" Jacob yelled back in defiance. He used the anger. It was what he needed to disobey. Then he moved to the closet quickly. Maybe there would actually be a gun in there. There was a good chance it could be in there. Before he could open it though, he felt a paw pull on him. He turned to address the fox, but a cougar was pushing him back into the door. Strong paws were around Jacob's neck, and the fox was uttering words behind his lover and opponent. "A..Alex... don't..." His voice was strangled as his breath became lost. Then Jacob did something he hated. The canine brought his knee up and slammed it up into the cougar's side. Then he took the hold Alex had on him and shoved him away where he sprawled across the floor. But the cougar recovered very quickly. He launched at Jacob, who only twisted and sent him to land against the wall behind. After this, Jacob took quick action and ran after the floating fox. The story teller's voice rose as Jacob got closer with his running anger. "...stopped him just in time! Hel-!" Derrin was tackled into the wall, his head taking a large hit with his body's recoil. Alex couldn't stop Jacob in time, therefore stood lost in the story behind the two combatants. Then Jacob turned and eyed a standing lamp. His paw reached for the metal and swung it free from it's power socket. Holding it like a warrior to do battle, he growled at the fox. Derrin recovered and started backing up, away from the crazed hound. "AHHH!!" Both of them yelled, one in half fear, half anger and the other in pure anger. Jacob swung the long stand at the fox's head. Lamp shade and bulb crumbled against the wall behind the fox after he ducked the blow. Jacob simply brought it around and lifted the bare pole over his head for another blow. The fox ran, and the dog chased. They went around the kitchen like this for a few laps. Jacob unable to land a blow and Derrin unable to get a breath to spin a tale. Finally, Derrin came back to the living room, where it seemed like a hurricane had come through. His paws held up, and his look pleaded Jacob to stop. The canine paused momentarily. "Huff..huff... I...huff... I only... loved you... I only wanted a... good life for you. I need you, Jacob. I can provide everything for you." The canine listened and glared at the fox. "You think I just want to be your puppet all my life?" The fox nodded with a smile. "I can tell you like it... just stop resisting... Jacob doesn't need-" "SHUT UP!" He roared out and held the pole higher in a threat. Derrin quieted and crept away from the canine's wrath. "You don't know what I want! You don't know anything about anyone. You don't care about them, only yourself. That's why Amen is dead. That's why you force others to cure your lonely, pathetic life! You...You're controlling others to compensate for the lack of control you have over yourself and your life!" The fox starred at Jacob... astonished. "I...I can't help it... I don't have Amen anymore, Jacob... I don't have a choice." His ears lowered. "Jacob will obey." His voice echoed. The canine's ears quivered at the power oozing out of the story teller's mouth. "Ahh!" He covered his ears as if it would protect him from that power. "He was ready to serve. Forever." Jacob suddenly felt ready to go with Derrin. His paws lowered, and his face held a determined look. "He would get up and come with m-" BANG-BANG..BANG.... BANG!!! Jacob's body went cold and stiff from the horrifyingly loud sound. He looked at the blood that flowed from the holes sprouting out of Derrin's chest, stomach... his ear also had gone missing, replaced by lines of crimson coating the fur on his face's left side. His muzzle dripped from the constant flow from the hole in his head as well. Then Derrin fell to the floor in a stiff, lifeless motion. Jacob looked and saw Alex standing behind where the fox had stood, arm falling to his side and point the gun downward. The cougar's face looked very fragile, stern and resolute. His shaking paw which gripped the gun said that he wasn't ready to kill. He killed anyways. Jacob stood up and moved quickly to Alex. His paws took the cougar in to a comforting embrace as Alex broke down and cried into Jacob's shoulder. "Thank you, Alex... I couldn't resist that time." He spoke in a low voice. Sniff. "I... I know.. I held the gun, I wasn't going to shoot... b.but I didn't know" Alex's sobs interrupted himself multiple times. "I-didn't..kn..know.. wh-what to doooo." Jacob held him closer as he watched the unmoving fox. The proof of the end felt secure inside Jacob, but with it, a regretful sadness and many scars came along with it. The cougar collected himself and looked up at the canine. "I did it... to save you. I...I couldn't let him take you." Alex nuzzled Jacob's chest lovingly. "I love you, Jacob..." "I love you, too." They then pressed their heads together, closing their eyes to soak in each other's assurance. Assurance that the other would protect... at the most extreme cost or in the most dire situation. Later that day, the parents came home. Jacob had some of Alex's clothes on. The house was still a mess. They then explained much of the story, but exempted any unbelievable parts like a magical story teller and immortality. Derrin was a serial rapist who kidnapped Jacob as he was walking through the forest at night. There was a house where two of them kept their slaves. Jacob explained that another victim was at the house. He heard that he killed himself when the serial rapist followed him back to this house. Then this occurred, the other one running away before Alex could shoot him too. The two added in an accomplice to make it more believable that they had this much trouble to take on a serial rapist. They had rehearsed the story many times before the police arrived. Alex and Jacob, already quite shook up, were convincing enough. There would be some legal matters and hoops to jump, but the complications seemed to be rather small for a murder case. Self defense would hold in court, and finding the house with Amen there... the evidence would strengthen for their case. Jacob went home to greet his parents, who were worried to hell and back. After a few hours of relaying the whole event to his parents, the young canine finally got to his bedroom in peace. As soon as he did, he reached for his phone and dialed Alex's number. Right on the second ring the cougar picked up. Neither of them slept the whole night. They couldn't... so they stayed up talking.. wishing one had the physical company of the other. "Well... we could shoot hoops at my house tomorrow. It will get my parents out of the house and help them not to worry. I have a two-man shower in my bathroom," Jacob said. This was followed by laughs on the other line. "Really? How did you afford that?" "It's actually a regular shower, but we could work something out." He grinned to himself as he reached down with his paw and started with the details... receiving help on the other line as he told his own story. * * *
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