Shocking Discovery
This is one of two ideas that have floated through my mind for a couple days. I don't know if I'll do more then this, but if I don't submit it, I'll be thinking about it until I explode.
This story involves forced homosexual sexual acts with a cub, so if you are not above 18 or this isn't your kind of thing, please leave.
Shocking Discovery
Seth was a dog. Nothing particularly special about the young canine, just a dog. He was a mutt at the age of thirteen, with a coat that would rather fit a calico cat. He had a young and jovial face, but he never was incredibly social. He had eyes that could melt snow, being so cute and inviting, which, again, was a contradiction to his personality. He was shorter then most, and had an average build; he was, for the most part, ordinary.
The young pup was walking to school one early and warm Tuesday morning. There was nothing out of the ordinary going on. He had breakfast -- a bowl of Generic-Os -- like any other day, he had taken his shower, packed his bag, and left. While he walked, he absentmindedly played with a brown collar he wore, a green tag hanging from it. He did not know why he wore it, but he did out of habit of wearing it most every day of his life. He was contemplating a U.S. History test he would be having today when he stumbled upon a feral Rottweiler at the corner of the street. He did not recognize the dog, but it did have a tag, so he didn't worry about it. It was then it decided to attack Seth.
Seth immediately began running back, but the dog has curved, forcing him down an unfamiliar road he'd only passed regularly, but had never been on. He began to tire quickly --he never was the once for sports-- and, inevitably, was caught once he made it four houses down the block. The dog pummeled into the pits of his knees, causing him to collapse on spot.
"Shit, get off me!" Seth yelled as the dog frantically began tearing and ripping his collar. He struggled for a few moments when another voice called from a house he couldn't see; he took a guess it was the one in front of him.
"Koby! Bad boy!" he heard the voice scold. The Rottweiler, now dubbed Koby, obediently jumped off the confused dog, panting and growling. "Sorry, are you alright? Koby got loose this morning, apparently you just came home with him," he apologized and joked. "I'm Jason," he greeted, holding out his paw to allow Seth leverage to get up.
Seth took the paw and proceeded to look up at the stranger. It was a jackal around the age of thirty with gray and black fur with a shiny complexion. His face was warm and inviting, and his eyes warm and caring. He was, however, quite tall.
"Thank you, sir. I"m Seth," he replied. He absentmindedly reached for his collar, but found it to be missing. He looked down and found it in mangled pieces on the ground. "Damn," he said, quietly.
"Oh, I see he tore your collar. Here, why don't you take mine?" he said sweetly. He took off his collar, which was incredibly similar to Seth's own, and handed it to him. It was slightly thicker, but he didn't think about it.
"Thank you, sir!" Seth said excitedly. He quickly put it on, and didn't notice that upon it's addition, it locked into place tightly. "Is there anyway I can repay you?" He asked the jackal above him.
"Shut the fuck up, boy." He said, losing all aura of sympathy that once surrounded him. He pulled out a small black remote-esque object. "You're going to come in with me to my house, got it?" He said, grabbing the boy by his new collar and forcing him toward the house.
"Wh...what?" Seth stammered. He didn't understand, and attempted to fight the larger jackal away. He attempted to spin around the canine beside him and make a run for it, but to no avail. After the quick struggle, Jason pressed a button on the device, and Seth suddenly failed to the ground, convulsing in pain.
"See boy, that's what you get when you don't listen," he sneered. "It can get worse, too, but you better get your faggot ass in the house." He again pushed the dog, and he obediently limped up to the house, small tears forming.
Once inside the house, Jason locked the door and immediately threw the dog like a ragdoll onto a mattress that was set up on the ground near the center of the room. "I want you, dog, to take off your clothes." He raised the remote threateningly. "Now."
Seth proceeded to strip off his shirt slowly, quietly sobbing as he did so. Soon after, he took off his shoes somberly, failing many times with clumsy hands. He soon went to his pants, unbuckling his belt and sliding the clothing down across his ankles and off. He looked up at Jason, scared.
Jason stomped on the ground heavily, causing pictures on the wall to shake. "Underwear, too," he smirked. Seth obediently pulled off the briefs he was wearing, exposing his sheath to the jackal above him. Jason looked at him with careful eyes, and then pulled the dog up, putting him into a kiss. Seth attempted to push away, but to no effect. Jason opened his muzzle, licking Seth's tongue and the inside of his mouth. He looked down and saw Seth was already beginning to harden.
Seth was horrified. "What is going on?!" he thought, distressed. He didn't like that his first kiss was forced by a man, but he was even more ashamed that he enjoyed it. "Now. Pants. Take them off me." Jason commanded. Seth didn't want to go further, but, fueled by the desire to avoid more electrocution, he quickly pulled off his jeans, which were, at this point, tented as far as the denim would allow. "Do I have to say it, dumbass?" he questioned mockingly. Seth took this as a cue to take off his boxers. Jason, however, already had taken off his shirt. Seth took a long look at the man's body, particularly his exposed cock, and looked up at the jackal. Jason, however, put a leash on his collar and forced him forward. "Let's take a little walk." he said, grinning in malevolence.
Seth obliged, moving on all fours to the corner of the room, which had a table with many different tools and instruments. Jason picked up a pair of cuffs and bent down. "Now, my little slut, this will be fun, won't it?" he questioned him sternly. Seth simply nodded. Jason swiftly put cuffs on his back paws, then his front, putting them behind his back, forcing him to lean forward. "Open your mouth," the jackal commanded, forcing Seth into a begging position. Seth was afraid, but opened his mouth slightly, Jason's cock hovering in front of his muzzle. "Lick it. Make sure it's all wet." he told the cub, pushing his pulsing member closer to his face. Seth cautiously took a lick of his tip, tasting slight amounts of pre. Both the canines shuddered, one in pleasure, the other in discovery. He continued to lick the tip of his cock, leaning forward slightly as to lick the underside and above it, soaking it in saliva.
Jason moaned in pleasure, taking the boy's innocence. Seth stopped once he had finished licking the entirety of his member, sighing. Jason took the chance to force his cock into the cub's mouth, ferociously pumping into the warm, moist muzzle. The dog was surprised and attempted to back away, but Jason held the back of his head to keep him in place. Without meaning to, Seth began licking while he was being violated, sucking and moaning slightly himself, swallowing pre constantly. His own cock began to expose itself, growing out of its sheath. "I've got myself a natural cock slut, don't I?" he panted, thrusting slower to pace himself.
He stopped completely after a few moments, gasping, pre shooting out onto the dog in front of him. He grabbed his head and pushed him forward. Without front paws to catch himself, he fell hard onto the ground, the mattress ignored. Jason moved behind Seth, and got on his knees. He snaked his tongue out and began licking Seth's virgin tailhole, massaging his anus and insides. "Does my little slut like this?" he asked Seth, mischievous grin growing on his face. His only reply was a long groan, Seth completely caught up in the moment. "Well then..." he said, smacking the cub's ass, he slowly began pushing his saliva-lubed cock into Seth's never-touched tailhole. The dog began to grunt and moan in pain, but, as he went deeper, he began to moan differently in pleasure. After keeping himself completely in for a few moments, Jason started thrusting into the cub, moaning heavily as he pounded the tight ass beneath him. "Goddddd fuckkkkkk," Jason groaned, knot already beginning to form. He continued his abuse on the cub as Seth started panting. Jason, sensing this, began to softly rub the underside of the dog's tender dick, causing another wave of moans. As he played with Seth's cock, Jason's knot had completely grown and was now pounding against the tight hole. Seth began shooting pre onto the rug, but didn't notice, as he could feel the knot pound against him. He felt short waves of pain, but the pleasure took precedence. Jason paused, then took one hard thrust, knotting the two together, mating them entirely. The cub beneath him gasped and grunted hard, first in pain, but then in complete euphoria. He started hammering deep into the young dog, both approaching climax. The two moaned simultaneously, pre splattering out onto the rug and leaking out of Seth's tailhole. Jason took one final thrust, also thrusting his hand with Seth's member, causing the two to cum, both groaning in intense pleasure as the orgasm washed over them.
While knotted, Jason began unbuckling the bonds forcing Seth down. He smiled sweetly
again, and Seth was genuinely confused. Jason only said, "You'll be back tomorrow, we'll have more fun." Seth pulled uncomfortably at his collar, wondering what may be brought later in time. He was ashamed and scared of what happened, but he wouldn't give up a day like that for anything.
This was my first work, and I hope you enjoyed it!