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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** Though Khane and Abel Mahre were near identical twins, apart from the colour of their noses, they were as different as different could be. Khane was destined to have an easy life, being the oldest by a few minutes, he was a natural at any sport he tried his hand at. Abel however had to practice and work for everything he got, but he never resented his brother for it, in fact, he was perhaps his brother’s biggest supporter and fan. Meanwhile, Khane barely tolerated his younger brother who he saw as always trying to imitate him and follow in his footsteps. Both brothers were highly competitive and eventually they found themselves on track to compete in the Russian Winter Olympics as part of the Speed Skating team. Being Snow Leopards, they were perfectly at home on the ice and had grown up in colder climates, so it was only natural for the brothers to find their niche in such an environment. At the request of their coach however, they really played up the twin angle, which helped bring in more sponsorships and as a result, more money. Both brothers kept the same hairstyle of short blond hair, which accented their blue eyes. They often even wore the same outfits, just in case there were any paparazzi around snapping pictures, which their sponsors absolutely loved and lapped up. This did pose a problem sometimes however, as unlike his brother, Abel was in a committed relationship with Drift, one of the members of the female Luge team. Abel was deeply in love with the blue furred and blue haired Snow Leopardess; in fact, after competing in their respective Winter Olympics events, he planned on asking for her hand in marriage. The problem came in that Khane was rather promiscuous as well as bisexual, so Abel often got mistaken by both men and women for being his brother. This had led to plenty of awkward situations, thankfully Drift was able to see the humour in it, however. She was remarkably understanding and patient with their situation, which just made Abel love her all the more deeply. Abel had just spent a couple of hours with Drift in her room in the Olympic athlete’s village and was on his way back to the room he shared with his brother, but he had to stop by the communal bathrooms to relieve himself when mother nature suddenly called. Inside he found a panting Khane, who broke out into a grin when he saw his brother. “Just the man I was looking for, would you mind taking this back to our room for me?” his near identical twin asked as he handed Abel an expensive looking bottle of Vodka. “Uh…sure, but why’re you out of breath?” Abel asked with a touch of scepticism. He knew that look in his brother’s eyes all too well, Khane was up to no good again. “I have a hot date” Khane replied with a smile and dismissive shrug of his shoulders. “Was trying to get back to our room to drop that off before is all” the other spotted feline said as he leaned back against the wall and took a deep breath. “Alright then, have fun” Abel said with a bit of uncertainty, before he turned and made his way to one of the urinals to relieve himself. Khane meanwhile went to one of the sinks and splashed some cold water on his face before washing beneath his arms. Abel just rolled his eyes at his brother, of course he wouldn’t have the decency to actually shower before a date like he would. After he had relieved himself and made sure to wash his hands too, Abel collected the bottle of Vodka his brother had left on the counter. With the bottle of Vodka in hand, Abel headed back to their shared room, where he knew Khane would regale him with the tale of his misdeeds later, whether Abel wanted to hear them or not. Khane watched as his brother left the bathroom before he withdrew a small tin of shoe polish from his pocket. The sneaky feline used a paper towel to collect some of the black substance onto a covered finger before he began to lightly dab it on his pink nose and turn it black. Khane grinned at himself in the mirror, now he looked exactly like his brother, which would allow him to enact the next part of his evil plan. In his pocket were a couple of special little pink strawberry flavoured pills which he had traded with some Russian’s for not long ago. According to his new friends, they would make anyone he gave them to incredibly aroused and lower their inhibitions too, almost as if they were experiencing the most intense heat of their life. With that in mind, Khane, now Abel, made his way towards Drift’s room. Abel had barely stepped inside the room he shared with Khane when three large men shoved him inside and locked the door behind them. “What the hell!?” he yelped and whirled around to face the intruders. Standing before him were three members he recognized as belonging to the Russian Ice Hockey team, a black bear, a black wolf and a white stallion, all of whom were at least a head taller than him. They weren’t just taller though; they were easily broader and undoubtedly stronger too. “Vee ghere, just ghow you asked” the large black bear said with a thick Russian accent as he looked Abel over with an unsettling grin that sent cold shivers down the spotted feline's spine. “Vee start now, ghyes?” The wolf said next with a lecherous grin as he began shedding his red tracksuit with white stripes to reveal a well-defined and very muscular body beneath. “Start what?” Abel asked with wide eyes as he stepped back and away from the three large men, all of whom were now all stripping down before him. “Is ghow you say, role play” the white stallion chimed in with a lusty grin at Abel. It suddenly clicked in his brain what was happening, they thought he was Khane for some reason. “Woah…no…wrong brother!” Abel tried to explain, but it seemed they either did not understand him or just did not care. All three men immediately pounced him and began stripping his clothing off, the more he struggled, the more they seemed to enjoy it. In among all the struggling and fighting to get himself free, Abel felt someone force his muzzle open before something small and tasting of sweet strawberries was shoved into the back of his throat, a couple of them in fact. He didn’t have a chance to spit out whatever drugs they were forcing into him before someone upended the bottle of expensive Vodka he had been carrying for Khane and made him gulp down a few mouthfuls of the disgusting liquid. The effect of the drugs in his system was almost immediate, the moment they hit his stomach and began to dissolve, a strange warmth began to spread throughout his body. Every touch of the three large men, as rough as they were, began to feel oddly good and exciting. Abel even began to notice a sudden tightness beginning to grow in his own tracksuit pants, at least until they were suddenly ripped from his body. “Ghyes, pretend you don’t enjoy. Vee vil only stop if ghyou use safe vord as agreed” the bear grinned at Abel as he roughly palmed the felines exposed balls and sheath with a rough squeeze. Or at least it should have been a rough squeeze, now it just felt…good and Abel found himself bucking up into the bears hand on instinct. “Safe word…what safe word?” Abel growled and tried to wriggle free, but it was of no use. The three men were just too damned strong, and he was already being pushed down to his knees before them. “Fucking Khane!” he growled, knowing his brother must have put them up to this. That would explain the Vodka, Khane didn’t even like Vodka. His brother had obviously made a safe word and convinced these three muscleheads that he wanted to roleplay a rape scene with them. Unfortunately, Abel had now been mistaken for his brother and was about to be raped for real. Already one of them was forcing his reluctant muzzle down onto a stiff thick pink cock while his ears were roughly gripped and used as handles. The snow leopard tried to growl and pull back, but the bears grip was absolute, and he was forced to choke on the Russian ursine’s thick cock. The wolf and horse weren’t sitting by idly though; they had taken one of his hands each and were using them to stroke at their unfortunately and worryingly big dicks in turn. Khane had really gone all out; he had managed to find the three biggest muscleheads who just happened to be hung like fucking pornstars. Soon Abel found himself being passed around between the three Russian’s as they took turns choking and gagging him on their cocks. While one of them stuffed his maw, the other two slapped and ground their slimy pricks against his face and muzzle, and there was nothing the smaller feline could do to stop them. Mostly because he was trying to fight the fact that all of this was turning him on, he could feel how hard his own cock had gotten. Logically Abel knew it was just whatever drugs they had forced him to take, but still, a part of him was ashamed that his own body would betray him and react like this. Abel had never been keen on anything being near his rear, which only made what happened next ten times worse. He was suddenly lifted and carried over to his bed and forced down onto all fours by the three big Russian’s. The bear lay back before him with his back against the wall, while he grinned down at Abel as he once again forced the felines maw back down onto his cock and firmly held him there. The horse and wolf were behind him now, meanwhile the bear reached across his spotted back to grip and lift his tail while someone else roughly caressed his balls, all while they still held his arms painfully twisted up behind his back. Another hand was roughly gripping and stroking at his unfortunately hard cock with the skill of a blind drunk monkey, but none of that was as bad as the tongue beginning to lick and swirl around his pucker. He hated that it felt good, especially when whoever it was managed to force their tongue into him and almost fucked his behind with it. Abel groaned reluctantly around the bears cock as he was rimmed for the first time in his life. His body betrayed him again as he felt his cock begin to drip and leak his own precum from the rough treatment. The two behind him said something in Russian he couldn’t understand, but it did result in all three of them laughing soon after. Abel grunted and growled as his cock was roughly stroked and tugged at beneath his toned belly, which was soon followed by the tongue under his tail being replaced by two thick fingers. Abel shuddered in disgust when he heard someone snort before spitting on his pucker to add more “lube”. Add more lube…fuck, he knew what was coming and still he couldn’t stop it. Sure enough, after only a few moments of being fingered in a poor attempt to prepare him for it, the two fingers were replaced by something that could only be a cock. With his eyes screwed shut tight and his yowl muffled by the thick bear cock filling his maw, Abel lost his anal virginity as the wolf claimed his rear. He knew it was the wolf because the bastard sunk in deep enough on the first thrust to make his knot rest between the felines firm spotted buttocks. He could feel the tapered wolf cock throb and pulse deep in his aching ass, while the horse continued to roughly fondle his balls and cock below. Even the bear was still smiling smugly down at him as he refused to let Abel pull up and off his cock, his intent was obvious. Abel was going to experience another first and very soon too, at least judging by the look on the ursine’s face. The bear was half snarling and panting heavily as he rolled his hips up into Abel’s muzzle, pretty soon his cock began to twitch and pulse faster too, just moments before a warm, bitter saltiness coated the feline’s tongue and the inside of his maw. He tried to pull back and off the bears cock to avoid it, but the hand at the back of his head wouldn’t let him. The bear was just too damned strong, and he easily held Abel’s muzzle down on his twitching and pulsing cock to swallow every last shot of his seed. Abel wanted to be ill, but he couldn’t, the bear was still pumping his mouth full of hot cum and not letting him up for air. The asshole even pinched his nose shut so he had no choice but to swallow the disgusting load before he was finally allowed to pull back and gasp for air. The wolf hadn’t even stopped what he was doing either, as Abel was distracted by his growing need to gasp for breath, the large black lupine bastard had started to fuck the spotted feline without restraint. His powerful hips and thighs were clapping against Abel’s firm backside at a staccato pace by now. Once he had managed to finally get a gasp of breath, the snow leopard began to notice something worrying. Taking the wolf’s thick dick under his tail didn’t hurt as much as he expected or perhaps even hoped it would, that wasn’t the worrying part though. What really worried him was how his own body seemed to be pressing back against those trusts, as if he were enjoying it. Granted, he could feel every stroke of that thick cumvein along the underside of the wolf’s member as it ground against and across his prostate every time it hilted within the confines of his no longer virgin behind. Every time his prostate was ground and rubbed against like that, Abel felt his own cock throb and lurch with a thick dribble of his precum to his bed below. “Fuck…he’s still hard…” Abel noticed as the bear lewdly tapped his slick cock against the felines face; the thick pink length was still as stiff as it had been before he fed the Snow Leopard his first load for the evening. This did not bode well for the Speed Skater, if the bear managed to remain hard after such a load and he looked to be the most out of shape of the three, what would the other two do to him? Abel wouldn’t have to wait too long to find out, almost as if they had synchronized it, the wolf hit his peak next and began to flood the feline with his own load. Meanwhile, the bear and horse switched places, which left Abel staring down the barrel of the biggest dick he had ever seen. Not that he had seen many as he wasn’t interested in them, but the horse’s thick ebony shaft was rather intimidating, it completely dwarfed the bears member. Abel wouldn’t have much time to think about it however as the horse treated him with as much respect and gentleness as an underpaid postal worker handling a fragile package. Before he could say or do anything, the horses thick dick was touching the back of his throat as he was gagged anew. At least his renewed fight for air distracted him from the feeling of the wolf trying to knot his behind as he ground the large bulb of flesh between the feline’s cheeks. When Abel proved to be too tight for him to knot like a bitch, the wolf growled in frustration and withdrew his length completely instead. As if to express his frustrations at being denied a tie, the large black wolf instead stroked the last few shots of his cum out across Abel’s spotted behind. Again, words the snow leopard did not understand were exchange between the bear and wolf. Perhaps the bear was just unhappy about the mess the wolf had made of his behind before he was about to use it, but that didn’t stop him from shoving his thick pink member deep beneath Abel’s roughly lifted tail a moment later. The spotted feline growled around the thick cock starting to bulge his throat as he was forced to swallow every inch, just as his asshole was stretched wide again by the bears girthy cock. At least the wolf was trying to help, or so it seemed as he reached beneath Abel’s belly to grasp and toy with his own pink feline member. It quickly became apparent that the wolf was not trying to help Abel however, he was not trying to stroke the felines member to provide pleasure at all. Judging by the jovial conversation between them, the rough tugs and yanks at his dick, along with the addition of painful squeezes to his balls, this was apparently part of their plan. Abel couldn’t help but clench down around the bears cock every time his own was roughly tugged or his balls were squeezed in the wolf’s strong grip. The only positive from the torture, however, came in the fact the bear didn’t last too long under his tail. Not that it was of any comfort for Abel, he was still on the receiving end of another load of cum up his tailpipe and a series of rough, quick thrusts of the bears hips against his behind. “And gnow, vee break you” the horse grinned dangerously down at Abel while his bear friend withdrew his messy cock from the spotted felines now well prepared behind. He knew what was coming, even though he hoped he was wrong, some small part of him knew he wasn’t. Abel tried to fight them with all his strength, but he was just too damned tired and worn out, he hadn’t even gotten a decent chance to catch his breath after the horse had finally let Abel stop sucking his cock. Though in truth, Abel knew that even if he was at full strength, he still wouldn’t have been a match for even one of them, let alone two. Abel found himself easily lifted up into the horse’s lap, with his rear poised right over the stallion’s thick ebony shaft, which was aimed skyward like a deadly spear. As strong as his legs were, they were unable to keep him aloft when both the bear and the horse forced him down onto that fleshy spear waiting below. With a loud snarl and clenching of his jaws, Abel felt the horses cock spear up into him and slowly straighten out his guts as he sunk deeper down onto the thick, throbbing shaft. His torture was far from over though; the goddamn bear forced his thighs wide as he resumed the rough tugging and squeezing of the felines cock and balls. The reason was obvious; it made Abel clench down around the horse’s cock while he squirmed and gyrated in the equines lap as a result of the bears attention to his crotch. His growls would be short lived however, as soon the wolf joined in again. This time he stood over Abel and reached down to twist one of the felines ears, which made the snow leopard yelp in response. As soon as he did, his maw was filled with thick red canine cock. Just like before, the snow leopard was unable to pull back to breath easily as the wolf firmly held his muzzle down onto his prick so Abel’s lips kissed at his knot. Now more than ever, Abel felt his need to climax starting to rise or at least try to. The only problem was the damned bear and how he was squeezing the feline’s balls so roughly. Every time that sharp edge of release began to crest, the bear would either painfully tug on his cock or give his full balls a tight squeeze. Perhaps it wouldn’t have been as bad if they weren’t so blue, but after spending the evening with Drift and their promise to remain celibate during the Olympics, it had been a while since he had last had a release, even at his own hand. Abel was painfully pent up before the three Russian’s got hold of him, now it just felt like they were edging him constantly with no sign of release at all. As much as he tried to match the wolf’s thrusts so he could try breath, the damned mutt kept changing the pace and angle of fucking the feline’s face. It got so bad that Abel felt like he was getting lightheaded, which only made what the horse was doing to him even worse. The goddamned drugs in his system, combined with the lack of oxygen to his brain were making that fat horse dick rearranging his guts feel far better than it had any right to. He didn’t doubt for a second that if it wasn’t for the bear roughly handling his crotch as he was, the fat horse cock up his tailpipe and grinding his prostate into dust would have made him explode hard enough to give Chernobyl a run for its money. By the time the horse finally hit his own peak, Abel was barely conscious, he briefly remembered snippets of what the three Russian’s did to him before leaving his room. After the horse flooded his rump with what felt like a gallon of messy warm seed, the wolf tried to get his knot behind Abel’s fangs. Thankfully he wasn’t successful in doing so, no doubt he would’ve dislocated Abel’s jaw if he had. That didn’t stop him from force feeding Abel another messy load of his own though, not that all of it made its way down the felines throat. When he would awake a while later, Abel would still smell rather strongly of wolf, the dried cum on his face and muzzle would explain why. The Russian’s had done a real number on him; they had even taken the bottle of vodka after they’d finished ravaging the wrong spotted feline. Worst of all, Abel still felt whatever drugs they had forced him to swallow coursing through his veins and making him feel incredibly aroused. Somehow, he was still hard as rock even after who knew how long the Russian’s had used and abused him before he passed out. Abel groaned and rolled onto his belly, too tired to do more than lift his hips up from the bed so he could reach beneath himself to grasp at his cock and begin to weakly stroke at himself as he attempted to find the release he had been denied for so long. “Liked getting fucked by three big, strong men so much, you can’t help but paw off bro?” Khane’s voice teased from somewhere behind him. “Fuck you, asshole” Abel snarled back at his twin brother, even without so much as slowing down his stroking of his own member. Normally he wouldn’t dare do such a thing in front of Khane, but right now, Abel really didn’t care to behave properly. “Nah, I think I’d rather fuck yours” Khane retorted, just before he moved up behind his brother’s presented rear. One hand gripped and lifted Abel’s tail as the other grasped his own shaft to guide himself into the other felines well fucked backdoor. “What’re you doing!?” Abel hissed as he felt Khane sink his cock inside, thankfully though, his brother wasn’t as big as the three Russian’s had been. But still, Khane was his brother after all. “I’m fucking you the same way I just fucked your girlfriend of course” Khane replied with a smug grin; his hands now gripped tightly about Abel’s waist and his claws extended to sink in to hold him in place. “She was a lot tighter though, probably because she wasn’t used by the Russians like a fucktoy” he teased. “You fucker…I’ll…” Abel tried to threaten and growl, but Khane just angled his thrusts to grind his length down against his brother’s prostate, which instantly turned his growl into a needy groan. “Or you’ll do what, you little bitch?” he replied with an almost bored tone. “Don’t act like you don’t like it, I can feel your ass trying to swallow my dick like the greedy slut you are. Look at you, pressing back onto your own brother’s dick” Khane pointed out with a knowing laugh. “I’m not…” Abel tried to argue, but he couldn’t find the strength to. Every thrust of Khane’s cock into him made his own cock throb hard in his grasp and made more precum spill to his bed below. He could even hear his own needy groans, as if they were coming from someone else in the room. “You’re my bitch now” Khane snarled at Abel as he withdrew his member from his brother’s behind. With surprising strength, he somehow managed to roll his brother over onto his back before lifting his legs high up. Abel panted and blushed as he stared up at himself, no…it was Khane, he had just hidden his pink nose somehow. Khane, looking like Abel, mounted his brother in a mating press as he started to hammer his hips down into his twin brother with a vengeance. “You and your girlfriend are my bitches now, I’ll fuck both your asses whenever and wherever I want…understand” Khane snarled as he reached down to grip about his brother’s throat with a firm squeeze. Abel couldn’t do anything but stare wide eyed up at his brother as Khane claimed his ass. What was worst of all though, was that he could feel his climax finally starting to crest that wave after so long. He didn’t want to cum like this, he wasn’t even touching himself anymore. With how Khane had him folded almost in half, he could just stare up at his own pink length as it bounced and swayed with every hammer fall of his brother’s hips against his behind. Until it finally happened, he couldn’t hold it back anymore and the dam wall broke. Abel’s cock began to throb and pulse hard as thick ropes of his pent-up seed spattered across his belly and chest, all the way up to his own face and muzzle. “Good bitch, you look good covered in cum” Khane laughed as he continued to rut his brother hard. Though it wouldn’t take long before he too finally reached his peak, watching his twin brother paint his own face with his pent-up load was more than enough encouragement for him. With claws digging into his brother’s throat and behind his left knee, Khane hammered through the last few thrusts beneath Abel’s tail, until finally his own balls ascended and began to twitch with the release of his seed deep into his twin. It had been a successful night; everything had gone according to plan. He had finally gotten one over on Abel and turned his goody two shoes brother into his own personal bitch. His only regret was not being the one to deflower the pathetic cuck’s ass himself, though at least he did get to do so with Drift, his brother’s fiancé. He had also left a nice messy load in her cunt too, though if that resulted in a pregnancy, at least no one would suspect it was him who had knocked the bitch up. The kid would obviously also look like Abel either way. Then again, perhaps he should try knock her up, just to really screw his brother over. There was still plenty of time for that though, for now, he was just going to make Abel suck his messy cock clean before he finally turned in for the night.