Out on a Limb
The curtains retracted and the sunlight shone from the back patio. It had seemed like he just arrived in this city and unpacked his luggage and moments later he had to take his first day on the job. Not like managing a million dollar industry didn't have its perks, but he was often busy, which is why he had to go in early to introduce the newest co-managers to the company. He didn't mind the extra employment; he had already effectively raised the originally small corner warehouse into the major force that it is today, making paying for anything in his life comfortable. Sure he took a slight blow towards his wallet, but he didn't care. For being so rich the crocodile was surprisingly generous and kind. Some would think that CEO's would all be corrupt money mongrels, but not Maverick J Smith. The man had always shown respect for all classes and lifestyles. He himself was once a lower-class child. He took that struggle and fueled his drive to succeed with it.
He was a giant of a creature standing 7 feet tall and roughly 350 pounds. So you would imagine that he would seem somewhat menacing with his stature. But a gentle giant is he. When you met him you couldn't help but want to listen to him all day about his childhood and family and if you were lucky, his leg.
You see, as a young croc Maverick grew up in a low income family in the country. This generally meant that you were a farmer. On his farm his family would tend to cattle and grow orange trees. Every day his sisters and he would go into the orchard and pick as many oranges as they could find. They made a decent amount of money and were actually getting out of debt because of them.
However most good things must come to an end, and that end would be brought about from a disease amongst the trees. This fungus would cause the tree to rot from the inside. When it hit the farm they had to act fast and remove all the infected trees as quickly as possible. Maverick's father called his friend who owned a wood chipper and asked for a favor. The man accepted so he and Maverick's father got to work removing trees and tossing the limbs one by one into the chipper. Maverick adored watching the wood chips as they flew out and scattered across the ground like snow. He begged his father to let him throw in a branch, but the man knew better than to allow a child use the machine. This was the greatest mistake he had ever made.
You see, Maverick was so curious that when his dad and the friend left to get another axe, he tried using the machine. The young Maverick picked up a small branch and aimed it at the entrance to the machine. It was sucked in and sure enough, small wood chips flew out the other end. He was so excited that he grabbed another much larger one and lined it up with the metal gears once again. It fell in and began being chopped up. However, the wood got stuck halfway down. Maverick panicked as he heard his father close the shed door and tried to push the wood in. He couldn't reach it. He could hear his father walking through the damp orchard, so without second guessing, he placed his foot on top of the branch.
The wood slowly sunk into the depths of the machine, inching closer and closer to the grinding gears. The machine suddenly sputtered, and the entire branch was gone.
Maverick was relieved that it did so, but then his father walked into sight. "Mav!!" he screamed as he saw his child dangling his foot into the machine causing him to tremble. Then Maverick heard the worst sound he had ever heard. The gears had grabbed the rubber of his sneakers, and within seconds, it had wrenched his lower leg into its depths.
He cried in agony as the metal ripped the tissue and bone of his leg to pieces. His horrified father running over and tugging hard against the machine's pull.
Maverick sat up in bed arching his back in a tight stretch, yawning. A new day had begun and he reached for his artificial leg. It attached just a few inches below his knee with straps wrapping around it. Swinging both legs back and forth he threw himself forward into a standing position and walked to the restroom. Inside he removed his briefs and stood in front of the mirror. His muscles bulged and bounced as he flexed his scaled body. Each scale showed a dark green except for those on his chest, stomach, and groin. They retained a duller crème green. He particularly enjoyed these scales much more because they show the shadows of his huge pectorals and just as large bulge between his legs.
Reaching down Maverick groped his hefty package. A soft moan escaped his mouth. His hands gingerly poked into his slit and reaching for the glory within and tugging it out of its resting place. He let it lay limp against his leg like a dead snake.
He sat down and used the toilet then threw himself into a sling he had the apartment build into the bathroom walls and ceiling allowing him to slide himself into the shower. He then removed his leg and pushed into the shower.
He turned the knob of the shower on and the water splashed against his chest cascading down his sides and off his legs to the ground. The warm water felt good against his body after all the driving. The tension in his muscles steadily released and he began to grow comfortable and eventually aroused. In all honesty, he was a virgin. However, he always had a particular liking for the male anatomy, sitting in front of a computer screen or magazine fapping to some type of gay porn was not just a habit, but a necessity. He had to be satisfied in some way and he had never actually experimented with his anus, so masturbation had become somewhat of an art.
Grasping the limp organ in his hand he tried to imagine himself with another male. Kissing, then fucking, then kissing and fucking, then just loving one another's company as he finally released. He shot his load all over his lap and stomach, the thick white substance being washed off by the warm shower.
He sighed and as he threw his head back, he fell backwards off his sling. His huge bulk came crashing down to the shower floor. He wasn't physically hurt, but his part of his ego went down the drain along with his cum. He sighed in disappointment and pulled himself back into the sling while simultaneously turning off the water flow and shoved out of the shower.
He sat in that sling for a few moments just staring at the mirror. He touched the soft, scale less flesh of where his leg used to be attached. "Why?" he thought "Why do I even try to make myself look appealing? Nobody let alone a guy would be attracted to this!"
There was a knock at the front door, "Umm... Mr. Smith? Are you okay? We heard a loud noise and wanted to make sure you were ok and to tell you that we need to get going."
"Yeah I'm fine, just give me a few."
He brushed each pearl white tooth in his large jaw and put on his leg. Back in his bedroom he pulled out a new pair of briefs delicately sliding them on over his metal leg and now sensitive bulge. Then he put on some pants and a shirt and jacket and tie. He had no need for a shoe like most furries and scalies because of his large clawed foot.
He finally went to the phone dialed his father to wish him a happy birthday. After a few minutes of conversation there was another knock at the door.
"Just a moment please! Ok dad I'm going to have to let you go. Happy birthday. I love you too dad. Bye."
He stood up grabbed his briefcase and exited the room to join his co-managers on the elevator to the bottom floor.
"That's right lil boy! Imma make yer ass hurt, imam make yer ass bleed, and imam get my money's worth! Now howl like the dirty bitch ya are!"
Elliot howled as if he was in some sort of pain, but despite all the stranger's fantasies of fucking a 14 year old's virgin butt, Elliot had no pain because he hadn't been a virgin for 5 years. He had taken males much bigger than this particular hound and much tougher, but to humor the clueless dog, he howled as if he was in horrible pain like demanded. As a young husky his howl was rather a whine than that of a full grown.
"That's not a howl! This is a howl!!" the strange dog bantered. He arched his back and howled in a heavy tone. Then suddenly he pulled out of Elliot and spun the puppy around. With a swift movement the hound's cum sprayed all over the young husky's face.
"Damn son" moaned the stranger "You're a fine fuck. What's yer name?"
"Elliot. Elliot Scott"
"Well damn Elliot Scott. Thankee for the use of yer anus. Here's a lil something extra, for a great job" the dog handed Elliot an extra 20 dollars.
Elliot nodded and took the extra cash and put back on his shorts as the man zipped up his pants and walked away. He adjusted himself, put the money in his pocket and walked out of the back alley.
It was 5 years ago that Elliot had lost his virginity, when he was 9. He came home one day to his mother throwing various household items and his dad yelling something about having the money and getting off of cocaine for good. Despite all the man said he couldn't convince her to stay with him, she said she was going to California to become an actress. She stormed out of the house and handed Elliot a lollypop on the way out saying "Kid don't let scumbags like this get you down".
That was the last thing she said before she jumped into the cab. His father desperately tried to convince her to stay to no prevail. The taxi pulled away and his father just stood there watching as the cabby turned on 6th street and she disappeared forever. Glancing up the man could see Elliot watching in their apartment window. He suddenly grew furious at the boy and ran into the building. Elliot knew that his father was up to no good, so he ran to his bedroom closet and hid under a pile of dirty clothes. Eventually after 5 minutes of searching he was discovered. His dad yanked him out of the closet by one arm and carried him into the living room. Elliot was thrown over the couch and his father reached around the boy's body to undo his pants. Pulling them past his struggling feet his father reared his hand back.
"You little bastard! She left because of you!" he smacked Elliot's bottom continuously and then grabbed the small husky by the snout and yelled "Now you're gonna have to pay for it!"
He turned the child around and pulled down his pants revealing his sheath. He quickly massaged his member out as if he was beating it till it jumped to life. Then without hesitation he plunged it deep into his son's ass spearing his guts.
Elliot let out a shriek. The pain was so horrible, like nothing the child had ever felt. Constantly hurting with every thrust and he began to bleed. For 15 excruciating minutes the father pounded his son in anger. Their bodies, both very similar to one another's. Slim, toned, and of a charcoal grey color, they were like exact replicas of each other except for of course size.
The man shot his load in the boy and scolded him saying "Because you ruined my one love I'm going to show you what we did before we had you. We'll do this every day for the rest of your life!"
Instead of being fucked by his father ever day of his life, Elliot ran away as soon as he had enough money to get on a bus. Two weeks of being raped by his dad and he finally was able to leave. He was able to stay outback of a small diner for a year, but eventually it went out of business and the owner could no longer provide the puppy with food. The boy then had no other option but to sell his body for sex. He had been penetrated before so he figured that he would still be used to the feeling, but after a year of not being fucked, he had to go through the pain a few more times before he actually stopped bleeding.
Eventually he became very popular considering he was a prostitute at such a young age. His customers ranges anywhere from 17 years old to even those rare cases of 60 year old men who haven't had a good time in a while. And because of his quick mind and body he was able to avoid capture by police.
It quickly became an enjoyable process to Elliot. He'd meet some stranger, pleasure him in a variety of ways and styles, then get paid. Sex became like a lesson to him, learning something new each and every day.
Now it was morning again and he had just had his first customer of the day so he was loose and needed to recover. With fresh money in his pocket he decided to walk to the local McDonalds and grab something to eat.
The burger was great. He had normally been living off of dried fruits and noodles, so every so often he'd spoil himself and grab something from a local fast food joint. He always ate it slowly and enjoyed it as if it was gourmet. After he consumed the burger and the rest of his meal he threw away the trash and left for his next stop. He enjoyed stopping by the comic book store just as much as a fresh BigMac or a good shaft. He was after all still 14 years old. Ironrhino was his favorite comic about a rhino who had created a suit made of iron to fight off crime and evildoers. He'd imagine Ironrhino swooping down and beating up his dad before carrying him away then having loving intercourse with him.
He had never truly loved anybody. The closest thing to love was receiving food from the man at that diner 4 years ago. That was always his dream. To find somebody to love him.
Elliot left the comic book store and was heading back to his normal spot to give child sex to any wishing pervert and satisfy any of their desires. It wasn't too far of a walk, so he began walking.
As he turned a corner he reached into his pocket to count what money he had left when a dollar fell to the ground and was carried by the wind. He ran after it in frustration pocketing his extra money. Unfortunately while he was looking down at the dollar bill, another man was looking up at the sky. They collided and both fell to the ground in a heap.
"Ah! Damnit!" Elliot growled "Sir are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine" he replied.
Somebody in the crowed yelled "Maverick are you ok?" and came to the crocodile's aid.
Maverick stood up with some assistance of his friend. Then turned to lend a hand to the husky he had knocked over. The boy took the hand appreciatively and thanked him.
Maverick inspected the young boy. He noticed no parent, cheap ragged clothes, and dirty grey fur. He assumed the puppy was in his early teens because of his clumsiness and didn't want to just leave the boy there. He just knocked the boy down, the least he could do is provide the boy with a bath and a fresh set of clothes.
"Hey little boy, you... hungry?"
"No sir I just ate, but thanks"
"Well how about a bath? I knocked you down and you look like you could use one, you know what? Here is the key to my apartment in this building. Go to the top floor and my room is number 242 on the right. Just go in there and take a bath and I'll be up there to wash clean your clothes"
"No its oka..."
"I insist" said Maverick.
The husky hesitated for a second then held out his hand allowing Maverick to drop the key into his paw. "Ok I'll be right back; I just need to get these two started" Maverick said gesturing towards his two new co-managers and then left the boy there to use his room.
Elliot stepped into the entrance way of the strange crocodile's apartment. It was incredible! Everything was tidy and clean and all the furniture was steel or leather. The entire back wall was a window leading out onto a back porch.
"Wow. This guy knows how to live!" Elliot exclaimed to himself.
After exploring the front room for a few minutes he set off to find the bathroom. After finding the kitchen and the office, he made his way to the restroom. It itself was unique from all the other rooms. There was a strange contraption hanging from the ceiling that looked like it was meant to carry something heavy. It was then that he realized that this wasn't a normal rich guy. There was something about different about him, clearly. Elliot looked into it no further and stepped into the shower. It was huge. It looked like it could fit four or five people in it.
Elliot stepped out of the shower and stripped down to his naked self, the air was cold and so was the tile, so Elliot turned on the hot water and went looking for a towel to dry himself off afterwards.
Right down the hallway was a laundry room and Elliot found a towel within it. Returning to the restroom he saw a slightly open door at the end of the hallway. His curiosity got the best of him and he slowly crept towards the door as if that crocodile was hiding, waiting for him to make a mistake. He pushed open the door and realized it was the master bedroom. The main bed was to no surprise, humongous to fit the giant mass of the croc. On the floor just to the side, looked like a pair of soiled briefs. Elliot glanced back down the hallway just incase somebody was following him, and then returned his sight to the underwear. Reaching down with one hand he carefully picked the giant pair of briefs up. The must have had a 42 inch waist at least. He then lifted the trousers to his muzzle. The strong musk of semen and a little urine filled Elliot's nose.
It was so erotic. He was mesmerized by the underwear of a behemoth crocodile that he hadn't truly met. He began roughly rubbing the inside of the underwear against his face letting the juices of the croc soak his fur. He was so occupied with the underwear that he didn't notice the small remote on the bedding, and when he sat down, he jumped due to the sudden closing curtains dropping the underwear to the floor by the bed's edge.
He sighed and crouched down for the briefs allowing him to see the small box under the bed. Once again due to his curiosity, he pulled the small box out and lifted the lid.
Inside he was astonished to find various gay magazines and videos. The crocodile was also gay! He was looking back and forth between the trousers in his left hand and the homoerotic magazine in his right when he heard the heavy cough at the doorway. He turned to face the crocodile.
"I see you found my stash and my... umm... briefs?"
"Oh I'm so sorry" then Elliot realized he was still naked "I'll... I'll just be on my way"
Elliot was about to exit the room when Maverick stepped in front of him, "I'm Maverick, please don't go, it's quite alright"
Elliot followed suit "I'm Elliot"
"Well Elliot I think its no secret that we're both gay. So there is no reason for you to go storming out of here because you are embarrassed or frightened. If anything I'd like to talk to you. I mean you're only a kid, but I haven't actually talked to somebody else like me before."
"You mean somebody gay? You have never been with another gay man?"
"Well I wouldn't say I haven't 'BEEN' with another homosexual. I've... met one or two."
"You're a virgin?"
Maverick was taken aback being asked by a kid "Well... uh... wait. You not a virgin? But you must be 12 or something!"
"I'm actually 14 thank you very much" Elliot replied quite bothered.
"Well 14. Nonetheless you should still be a virgin!"
"Yeah, but your like 40! You should have slept with at least one other gay furry."
Maverick once again was a despaired by this young puppy that has done more sexually than he has. "I really haven't tried because of my..."
It was then that Elliot noticed the metal foot protruding from the crocodile's pant leg. "That? That is why you haven't slept with another beastly gay? That is anything but embarrassing. Drop your pants."
"Wait... what?! No I'm not exposing a 14 year old to my body!"
"Well not all 14 year olds have had as much sex with older men as me. Drop your pants!"
Maverick hesitated being so sure that what he was about to do was wrong, but he decided to give into the young husky's demand and walked over to the bed. He reached down and began slowly taking off his belt, then carefully undoing his button and zipper and all other fastenings and eventually he slid his pants down below his waste and sat down against the bed. His thick thighs held his body up, one on a true lower leg and one on the artificial leg.
"That's incredible!" Elliot gasped. He stepped a little closer. He wasn't sure what was more amazing, the goliath's huge legs or the artificial one.
"Really? Is it good?" Maverick responded.
"It's wonderful. Now take off the leg."
"No I can't. That... that would be such a huge turnoff wouldn't it?" he whined completely forgetting the puppy's age.
"Maverick, with all the crap that I have seen that would be like a blemish to me. Now take it off"
Maverick did as Elliot said and began to remove his metal leg. As he did so, Elliot walked over and began undoing the buttons on his jacket and shirt. Maverick removed his leg and set it aside and then removed the rest of his business attire. He now stood naked down to his briefs in front of a completely naked 14 year old husky, but that feeling that was telling him how morally wrong the whole situation was had disappeared.
Elliot glanced at Maverick's half leg "See, it's beautiful".
Maverick smiled "Thank y..."
"Wait a sec" Elliot interrupted. He had just realized that underneath Mavericks underwear, his bulge was ridiculously smooth. "Where the heck is you cock? Or your balls for that matter?"
"Oh. Well," Maverick began to slowly remove his briefs "they're hidden in this slit" he gestured towards his crotch as his trousers fell to the floor.
Elliot was amazed. This creature was like no other furry he had ever been fucked by. He had so many imperfections, yet he was so reserved and cute for being so much older than himself. And now the two were both completely naked, vulnerable, but he didn't demand sex. He felt as though for the first time in his life, he was falling in love with somebody. Somebody so much wiser and still so much more sensitive than all the other guys he'd met. And if they were to fuck right now, it would be for love and not money.
Maverick was in shock. He had never found any attractiveness in himself and here comes a puppy over 20 years younger than he, and that little husky found him so attractive and wasn't frightened or horrified by what he saw. It was the first gay furry that he had been alone with, naked, and they both appreciated one another.
"So how did you lose your leg?"
Maverick told him everything and then Elliot returned the favor and told him everything about his father and being raped and whoring himself off to just get by.
"...then I chased the dollar and I ran right into you" Elliot finished.
It was quiet for a moment. They both were still. Then Elliot made the first move. He leaped onto Maverick's lap and threw his arms around as much as him as he could and closed his muzzle around the tip of the crocodiles jaw. Maverick returned the kiss by shoving his thick reptilian tongue into Elliot's tight little mouth. It was a struggle over dominance in those two maws. Elliot would move aside Mavericks tongue and attempt to fill his jaws with puppy love. But Maverick's tongue was just too long and powerful.
They pulled away from each other "What do you want to do first?" Elliot asked.
Maverick thought for a moment. He had seen a lot done on his pornography; he wanted to try it all.
"Fuck me" he moaned.
"That sounds wonderful. You know it would be my first time?"
"I guess there is a first time for everything"
Maverick lay down across the bed and lifted his half leg up to allow Elliot to grab hold of it. His legs were spread and were begging for entrance. Elliot placed a leg on each side of the croc's tail and lined up his cock with the hole. "Ok Maverick, this might hurt for a second, but give it time and just feel my warm cock rub inside you."
"Do it"
Elliot slowly inserted the tip of his penis into Mavericks anus and eventually inched it further in till it was almost completely inside the behemoth animal. All the while Maverick was panting and roaring in pain, but Elliot continued in.
"Elliot! Oh god please stop! It hur... hurts! Ahhhhh!!"
"Shhh... Maverick don't worry you'll be ok. Just breathe" Elliot comforted Maverick by rubbing the reptiles soft muscled belly and stroked his sides while simultaneously pushing further into him. He eventually fit his entire member inside him. "Now this is going to be the most painful part, but it will be worth it in the end".
Maverick would have been in tears if he could produce any. For him being fucked for the first time was imagined to be with another brute of a man. That instantly a huge dick would be slid into him, but now he was glad it was Elliot. The pain was still horrible, but it was with somebody he loved who had a much smaller penis.
"Yes... oh... yes Elliot. Just hurry" he choked.
Elliot planted his feet against the ground and pulled out a few inches causing Maverick to moan softly, and then Elliot thrust forward but couldn't get his knot inside. Maverick twitched and roared in pain. "Relax" Elliot assured him. Maverick just looked at him softly and nodded then closed his eyes to prepare for the second thrust. He pulled back again, and in one more heavy thrust, Elliot had fully pierced the reptile that was cutting into the bed sheets with his claws.
"Ow..." Maverick groaned.
"You alright?"
Maverick nodded again and so Ellliot pulled out and thrust back in. Maverick still in pain continued to whine and roar, but those sounds of agony soon turned into moans of delight. Each thrust gave him a small amount of pleasure that built into an intense sexual experience. Elliot thrust one last time and pulled out.
"Why'd you stop Elliot?"
"I almost blew my load, and I don't want this to end yet"
"Nor do I" he thought "I want to try something. Can you... rim, I think it's called, my ass now?"
"Of course I will"
Elliot stepped backwards off of the beast and Maverick back up further onto the bed allowing Elliot to lie on the bed as well. Elliot accepted Maverick's invitation and brought his mouth down on the hole he was just fucking and began to thoroughly clean the anus of the croc. Maverick arched his back as the warm, slick tongue of the puppy began to probe his tender ass. It felt so good to have something much smaller inside of him. It was like a massage in and around his anus. His anal ring was so tender after the fucking and this was such a great substitute.
All of the sudden Elliot removed his mouth and slid it over the fully erect cock of the crocodile. Maverick roared once again but this time in pure ecstasy. A hand can provide only a minor simulation for this. It was warm, moist and all sorts of pleasurable. It wasn't long before the crocodile released into the mouth of the puppy Elliot made an attempt to swallow it all but couldn't keep the amount of volume in his mouth and fell backwards against the pillows.
Maverick sighed and sat up; realizing that his mate had not came as he did. Instead of providing Elliot with the same pleasure, since his teeth would just tear apart his cock, he reached a hand forward and began stroking the canine cock. And stroke after stroke Elliot was closer to release. Out of nowhere Elliot howled and flattened out his body. Maverick leaned in to catch the semen erupting from the small penis in his mouth. He, unlike Elliot was able to catch and swallow it all.
"Oh thank you Elliot"
"No thank you Maverick"
Elliot crawled on top of him and planted a soft kiss on his maw and collapsed on Maverick. They held each other in an embrace, "I love you" whispered Maverick, but it was to late, Elliot had already fallen asleep.
That night Elliot had a dream about Ironrhino. Together they went around the city fighting crime and saving the day, but when it was all done and over with, they went home. When Ironrhino removed his mask, he woke up, and saw that beautiful croc he loved, staring back at him.