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The Adventures of Rex the Husky - Slowly forsaken

Regret is a powerful emotion. Despite the fact that the positives greatly outweigh the negatives, regret will make any one person's resolve weaken. As for Romell, for every second his conscious stayed awoke he found that he was cursing his self more and more. The look in Rex's eyes, the way it looked as if every drop of pure happiness was quickly draining from his soul. The memory taunted Romell. It had managed to sear into his mind and left a permanent impression. How could he have ever brought himself to do such a thing? No amount of pleads or reaffirming gestures could help explain what he had done. It had been hours since his flight had arrived and his relatives had came and got him, now Romell just sat in a room staring at the ceiling trying to make sense of his own actions. In his mind Romell felt as if he had made the perfect choice for a great future. But in his heart, Romell found that every time he replayed the scenario in his head, it caused his heart to ache, and his body to break into a cold sweat. Maybe this was only the initial shock. Perhaps as the day went by Romell would slowly get over it...as if. Romell knew that no amount of time would make him feel better. The only solace Romell found was in the fact that he knew that Rex was in just as much or more pain than he was in.

"Romell it's time for breakfast!" a voice shouted.

As he stared at the ceiling, Romell began questioning his self. Was he really worthy of eating? Only a person with an ounce of loyalty and honor could sit and enjoy a simple meal, but the orca felt as if he no longer had any honor or loyalty. But ignoring the call to come eat would most likely seem rude. So with a grunt and a sigh Romell rose from the cotton dressed mattress and stood to his feet. Even the faint smell of salmon that danced in the air didn't bring a smile to Romell's mug.

Down stairs two orcas walked around an average kitchen as they laid out plates and utensils. Glasses filled with O.J were placed by each plate. Pristine white napkins rested delicately near each glass. The table that had been wiped clean only seconds ago now had a large plate filled with fish and vegetables resting in its center.

"Jared would you do your dad a favor and go tell Romell I said come down for breakfast." A slim, slightly gray orca spoke as he continued setting the table for breakfast.

"Sure thing." The son answered.

Unlike his father, Jared wasn't as slim. The young orca had managed to keep a very athletic build since he was young. The constant swimming he did as a lifeguard, the endless days training in martial arts, Jared's body was a walking poster boy for physical fitness, which made the chore of running up and down the stairs everyday easier than easy. It took only a few seconds before Jared was standing in the doorway of the room Romell was in, but just standing at the edge of the room Jared felt the sad atmosphere that surrounded Romell.

"Hey muscle head, it's time for breakfast." Jared smiled as he stared at the other whale.

"I'm coming." Romell said softly in a monotone voice.

Even though Romell never told Jared what had transpired before he got there, Jared already knew what was wrong with the whale just by the mood he was in. He hated to admit it, but Jared knew exactly what Romell was feeling.

The scene at breakfast was tense and nerve racking. The only sound rolling through the air were the sounds of forks scraping across the porcelain plates, and glass cups being placed back onto the table.

"So Romell, are you excited about orientation?" The older orca spoke as he tried to change the mood in the room.

"I guess." Romell said plainly as he slid a piece of fish around his plate with his fork.

"I know I'm excited. You're going to school over here, and I'm going to school back where you're from. It's almost like we're trading places." Jared smiled as he tried to help his father ease the mood.

"Yeah, I guess..." Romell once again spoke with a voice heavy with sadness. As he stared into his plate, Romell could only look into the eyes of his own reflection. Was he the same person anymore, did he somehow lose a part of himself when he left Rex? The more Romell stared at his own mug, the more he questioned whether or not things would ever be the same, let alone if it would get better. With a heavy sigh, Romell rested his fork on the plate with a light 'clink' sound. "...I'm not really hungry, excuse me." Romell said as he slowly stood from his seat and began walking towards the backdoor.

Jared and his father just watched as the muscular whale left. Something was troubling the whale, even Jared's father could see that Romell was haunted by something.

"Dad, should we talk to him?" Jared said as he watched the screen of the backdoor close behind Romell.

"It's hard to say. We should give him his space, but when someone goes moping around like he is, then it's not wise to leave them alone." Jared's father heaved a heavy sigh as he leaned back into his chair.

"Hmm...I guess you do have a point there." Jared said as he went and wrapped and placed his food atop of the electric stove. "But I should go at least see what's wrong with him" Jared said to his father before he too left towards the backdoor.

As the slimmer orca approached the door, the salty air of ocean water quickly surrounded him. Even though Jared and his father had lived by the ocean for years, the smell of the nearby sea always sent joy throughout his body. Maybe it was the fact that he always enjoyed being near water, or that he was an orca, but Jared always found comfort and relief being near the ocean. As he stared over the horizon and watched the surface of the water glimmer like a sea of diamonds, Jared scanned the area until he spotted Romell sitting on a nearby grassy hill. With the sun high in the sky and the seagulls crying over head, Jared made his way over towards Romell.

"Lovely view isn't it." Jared smiled as he approached Romell.

"Yeah, I've haven't been this relaxed for a while now." Romell sighed as he stared out over the ocean.

"I know what you mean. I always come here when I feel that I have a lot on my mind." Jared chuckled as he sat down beside Romell. "So...you wanna tell me what's eating you up inside?" Jared said as he sat back against a nearby tree.

"...it's nothing important, just something at home." Romell said as he stared back down at the grassy floor. Even if it was for a little while, Romell had managed to find some form of relaxation by staring at the vast ocean.

"Nice try, but you can't fool me. I know that look, and trust me I know what you're going through." Jared sighed as he stared up at the canopy of the tree. "Right now I bet you're feeling pretty shitty, like every ounce of happiness you've ever known has been stripped from your mind. " Jared said softly. "And I won't lie, the next few months will be a complete and miserable hellhole for you." The slimmer orca's voice held a tone of understanding that had caught Romell's attention.

"......it's more than just that...It feels like I'm the bad guy, that everything that's happening is my fault." Romell groaned and sighed as he closed his eyes and pictured the last memory he had of Rex, although the memory wasn't a very pleasing one.

"By the sound of it, you were the one that broke up the relationship." Jared said.

"But I never-

"Whether or not you meant it that way, you have to realize that's how it was interpreted." Jared had quickly cut-off Romell. "If the love between you two is strong, then right now, whoever you left is probably at his lowest. It's no exaggeration to say that he is feeling a hundred times worse than you" Jared frowned. "Right now he's probably doing whatever he can to make the pain in his heart go away." Jared softly spoke as he slowly sat up and stared at the waves crashing onto the shore.

Romell just stared at the ground before his mind grasped what Jared had said. "Wait, how did you know I was talking about a guy?" Romell looked at Jared in surprise.

"Oh come now Romell, you can't fool me. I figured out you were gay a long time ago." Jared smiled and laughed as he slowly stood to his feet. "Romell..." Jared stopped laughing as his voice took a more serious tone. "...even if there's just a smidge bit of love left between you and him, then there's still a chance he'll forgive you and you two will be together again. You'll just have to be patient and wait it out no matter how heartbreaking." Jared said as he began to walk away.

"Hey Jared, wait up!" Romell shouted as he got up and ran after the slimmer orca.

"What's wrong now muscle head?" Jared chuckled as he turned to face Romell.

"I need you to do me a favor." Romell said as he began walking back to the house with Jared while explaining what he wanted him to do when he left for school.

Back in Romell's old town, the summer was off to a slow start. It was a normal thing to see after ten months of school and only a few days or weeks off for holidays. It was only natural to see students enjoy their summer break by being sloths around their own homes. Although some students found it annoying that the town seemed dead and daunting, others exaggerated its perplexing atmosphere, most noticeably Rex's friends.

"It's so boring!" Rika groaned as she lied on her bed.

"I know, right!" Dana chimed in from the other end of the bed.

"Instead of complaining, how bout you scrubs find something to do about it." Ray joked from the beige carpet floor.

"Oh hush Ray..." Kendra hissed. "You could help too you know" the cheetah said as she sat in a nearby chair.

"I already suggested something remember. I said we should go to the park." Ray smiled as he lifted his head off the floor to over look the bed mattress.

"And we said no!" Dana argued. "The only reason you want to go there is to watch the women sunbathe." Dana huffed.

"Just because you don't like it doesn't mean that I have to ignore it." Ray grinned and chuckled.

"Perv!" the girls shouted as they all grabbed nearby pillows and tossed them straight at the wolf's face.

"Hey, has anyone talked to Rex lately?" Kendra said as she noticed a picture that everyone took during their senior trip.

"Talk to? Has anyone even seen the scrub?" Ray muffled out from underneath the piles of pillows that was caved over his head.

"Maybe we should go check up on him?" Dana frowned as she turned to face Kendra.

"None of us knows where he lives, so we couldn't even if we wanted to." Rika sighed as she began to worry.

"What about Brooker? Those two always leave the school together. I'm sure Rex would've had to show Brook where he lives at least once." Ray said as he shuffled the pillows away from his face.

"That solves one problem, but it replaces it with another one." Kendra said.

"What's that?" Rika said as she turned to look at the cheetah.

"Where is Brooker?" the cheetah frowned.

His face and body completely soaked, Brooker stood before the mirror in his bathroom. As he swiveled his mug left and right, the giant cat admired his own looks. How could he had been blessed with such good looks, it should be a crime. Up, down, left, right, Brooker moved his head gazing at his eyebrows, ears, eyes, and stripes. Maybe there was some divine reason at work, maybe he was meant to unite the world with his looks. Whatever the reason, Brooker just kept calling himself sexy as he stared at his reflection. Suddenly, with a harsh rumble, Brooker's private modeling session came to an end. Looking down Brooker groaned in annoyance as he watched his phone vibrate and flash nearly falling over the edge of the bathroom counter.

"Who the hell is it now?!" Brooker sighed as he flipped open his phone. "Where's Rex?" Brooker read aloud the text he had received from Dana. "How the hell am I supposed to know where that puppy is? I'm not his kennel owner." Brooker argued to himself. "However, Rex has been kinda absent for some time now. He hasn't even insulted me all day." Brooker said as he began going through his memory for the last time he talked to his buddy. "I'll go ask his mother. I'm pretty sure that momma's boy has at least told his mother where he is." With that Brooker began drying the water from his body as he headed off for his room to get dressed.

The afternoon was sluggishly going by, and for Rex, just a few seconds felt more like hours. As the husky stood in the kitchen washing dishes he couldn't help but notice the absence of parental figures. Today marked a week and a half that Rex had been staying over at the bull's house, and not once did he see, any evidence that the bull's parents were there. In fact, Rex was pretty sure that the bull didn't even receive a call from them. Just as Rex was getting ready to speak he saw his reflection shining from the surface of the dirty dishwater. Wrapped around his neck Rex stared at the studded leather collar that Dominique had given to him a while back. Its presence only reminded Rex of how much control he had relinquished over to the bull. But even with the snug ruff hugging his neck, Rex still felt it necessary to ask Dominique of his parents.

"Where are your parents?" Rex's voice traveled softly on the wind as they reached the bull that was standing just feet away from the husky.

"Excuse me?!" The bull said as he suddenly stepped closer to Rex glaring at the back of his head. Even though Rex wasn't looking directly at the bull, he could feel the bovine's cold glare gripping at the back of his skull. The air around him felt frigid, his fur stood on end as they stiffened to their very core, Rex could feel the bull's dominance flooding over him. "Repeat what you just said." Dominique growled. His frame now inches behind Rex.

"Where are your parents...sir?" Rex whimpered as his ear laid flat against his head and his tail slumped down.

"My parents are on a cruise for the summer, so their whereabouts are none of your concerns." With a growl the bull wrapped an arm around the husky neck pulling the canine's head back towards him. "And as I remember, your job is not to ask questions, only to obey what I tell you to do. You got that!" Dominique growled again as he released the dog's neck swiftly. With a sigh Rex just cursed himself and went back to washing the dishes. "Oh don't think for a moment that you're not getting punished mutt. You'll see what I mean later on this evening." Dominique said as he walked off.

What happened to him? What happened to the dog that felt a surge of magma boiling in his stomach every time he laid eyes on the bull? Whatever had happened, it was a fact that it happened sometime after graduation. However, as Rex questioned the scenario more and more, he only reminded his self that it was by his own doing that he ended up where he was.

The sun's light was slowly drifting below the horizon as the once intense heat of the afternoon slowly calmed into an embracing warmth. The long work day was coming to an end and local, state and federal buildings were flipping their once open signs to closed. As she turned the lights off, activated the alarm system, and locked the office doors, Rex's mother heaved a relaxing sigh as she began walking to her car. Just as she approached the black vehicle, the female husky saw someone quickly pull up in front of her. Most women would've been precautious about the situation. However, in the small town of Allendale, everyone knew everyone, and violence was an extremely rare event to occur. Besides, as she looked into the driver side of the car she could instantly tell who the person was.

"Hey Ms. Mathews." A large golden-yellow cat smiled as he stood up from the car.

"Oh hey Brooker, come to pay the bills for your mother." The adult husky smiled as she began digging in her purse for the keys to the building.

"No mam', I came to ask you if you knew where Terrence is." Brooker smiled as he approached his friend's mother.

"Hmm, hold on I think he sent me a message telling me where he was." Rex's mother said as she lifted her phone from her purse. "Let's see, oh here it is. He says he's staying at a friend's house for a few days. He was home yesterday to get some clothes, but he left soon after that. He was in a rush." The mother smiled and giggled as she opened her car door.

"Did he say which friend?" Brooker asked as he got ready to relay the message to the rest of the crew.

"Not really, but he sent the address. Would you like me to forward it to you?" The older husky smiled.

"Thank you Ms. Mathews." Brooker returned the smile.

Although Rex's mother was not as in-tune with technology and electronics like her son, she was a quick typist, and be-it on computer, calculators, or even a phone, she could send a message quite briskly. In just seconds Brooker felt his phone rumble with the new mail from Rex's mother. As he read the address, Brooker's face gave a glimpse of anger before he quickly hid it from the husky's mother.

"Is that it?" Rex's mother said as she turned the ignition in the car.

"Yes mam' that'll do." Brooker chuckled as he closed the driver door for the woman.

"Tell my honey pooh I said hello and be safe ok." Ms. Mathews smiled as she slowly pulled off from her job.

Brooker couldn't help but laugh to himself as he heard Rex's mother give her endearing words to her son, but despite how comically mushy her words were, the liger was still detested by the address she had forwarded to him. Over and over Brooker read the message to his self, but he could never quite figure out why he felt miffed just seeing it.

"Well his mother doesn't seem that concerned. I'll just tell everyone Rex is at a relative's house for a few days. They'll be ok with that, but I should go check on him tomorrow just in case." Brooker calmed his worries as he got back into his car and drove home.

The afternoon sun fading away and the night's crescent, white moon coming into view with an army of stars behind it, Rex was enjoying the break he had from the controlling bovine. However, the break didn't last long. With a loud and thunderous knock erupting from the front door, Rex flinched as he turned his view towards the wooden oak panel.

"Don't just stand there, go answer the door!" Rex heard the bull shout from upstairs.

His ears tucked against his head, Rex slowly stood from the couch as he treaded towards the front door. As he approached, Rex could hear someone coughing and hacking as they cleared their throat on the other side of the door. With turn of the lock, and click of the tumblers as they moved into place, Rex unlocked the door and slowly opened it.

"Wus up, Dominique here?" A bulky Doberman said roughly as he gazed Rex from top to bottom.

Rex suddenly felt himself go cold and stiffed as he eyed the other canine, before Rex stood probably the most infamous person in their county. Most people just called him Sed, while other called him by his full name, Cedric. The reason why he was so infamous in their little town was due to the fact of how much he got around, and the way he got around was never any good. Cedric was a thuggish Doberman that had more bad reps with the sexual community than there was gossip going through middle schools. The canine had no discretion towards whether or not he had sex with men or women. By normal standards most people would just assume he was bi-sexual. But the way the Doberman carelessly went around pulling guys and gals from any location despite whether it was safe-sex or not, must people began to associate him with their worse imaginary descriptions. To make matters worse, Rex knew the Doberman was after him ever since he had moved to Allendale when he was little. Every once and a while when Rex rode his bike around town with his friends, the Doberman would somehow appear out of nowhere and would hang around them until it was dinner time. Cedric had did his best to get the young husky alone with him, or catch him riding his bike back home after dark, but he never caught a break. Back then Rex was young and curious, but he never went further than kissing or touching, but even as curious as he was Rex knew the amount of bad news that surrounded the dog, and that was all the motivation he needed to stay away from Cedric. Back then the Doberman was known for breaking into people's homes, getting into fights, he was even sent to juvie for sexually assaulting a class-mate of Rex's with the handle of a broom. Ever since then the news surrounding the canine became more sexual and deviant. Everything from sleeping with girls and giving them STD's, to sleeping with the drag queen down the street or the transsexual in another city, the news about Cedric was never different. It always had something to do with him having some kind of sexual relation. But now, as Rex stood before the older, wiser, and more experienced Doberman, Rex could only hope that the thug couldn't remember who he was.

"Hey Sed..." Rex suddenly heard Dominique talk from behind him. "Rex, take Sed to the living room. I'll be with you shortly." Dominique said as he left again.

"Rex?" The Doberman spoke as he gave a curious look at the husky. Deep in his mind Cedric began searching his mind for why the name had sounded so familiar to him. However, within his own conscious, Rex pleaded to the heavens that the Doberman would never be able to connect the present with the past. "Wait, is Terrence your actual name?" The Doberman grinned madly as he stared at Rex.

"Yeah..." Rex said under his breath as he began to escort the other canine inside the house.

"Shit, I knew D.C said he had a surprise for me, but damn!" Cedric grinned and hissed as he gazed at the back view of Rex. It was so long ago since he last saw the husky. Just before he was sent to juvie, Cedric had managed to get one last view of the husky as he was walking to school one day. After that, he was caught, cuffed, sentenced, and shipped to juvie. But with years now gone and passed, Cedric could only grin at how much the once young pup had filled out into a tantalizing, full young man. To Cedric the view was too grand. He had always wanted to fuck the pup when he was young, fuck if the husky was only ten and he was fourteen, Cedric would gladly endure the consequences if he got his hands on the husky. But now the years had passed and Cedric was pretty damn sure the husky was within the limits. Once making it into the living room the Doberman sat on the couch with a soft 'flop'. His face still madly grinning, and his eyes fixated on the husky as he stood before him, Cedric scanned the younger canine up and down.

"Told you I had it taken care of." Dominique spoke as he walked into the living room and sat beside the canine.

"Damn dog, I knew ya said it be a surprise, but dis dat serious shit." Cedric was so amped that he had yet to drop the grin that sat plainly on his mug.

Standing before Dominique was one thing, Rex had allowed the bull to control him. But to stand before Cedric, every fiber in Rex told him to evacuate the area and never look back. However, no matter how hard he thought about it, the thought of displeasing the bull stood prominently on his mind. That alone kept Rex on his feet, and his ears held low. As he stood before the two males who seem to plot together, Rex watched the two guys whispered to each other like to two school girls amidst the school's gossip.

"Turn around." Dominique said as he swirled his finger in the air.

Once again Rex suddenly felt that feeling he had when he had first arrived at the bull's house. It was the feeling that he was slowly lowering his wall of self-esteem to permit the bull and his guest access into his inner-being. As Rex stood there, his eyes sight became devoid of either the bull or the Doberman, but despite him being unable to see the two, Rex could feel their eyes combing through the fur of his back. Suddenly Rex heard the sound of clapping and applauding coming from behind him.

"Man I'm telling you. Gimme just a couple hours wit dis boy I'll have him screamin' for me to stop." Cedric growled as he gawked at the husky's rear.

"Why don't you go get a better look for yourself, he'll enjoy it." Dominique grinned as he stared at Rex contented with the knowledge that the dog wouldn't do anything to upset him.

"Ain't gotta tell me twice" the Doberman smiled as he quickly lifted from his seat and stood just inches behind Rex.

Rex couldn't do anything. Even though his instincts told him to assault the other canine and run for it, his mind told him that Dominique owned him, and doing anything against Cedric would indirectly be doing something to the bull. So unable to defy, unable to detest, Rex stood still. The personal odor of the Doberman quickly filled Rex's nose as the smell began to surround him as well. The mixture of cologne and just showered fur made Rex's head hurt from the conflicting aromas. But the pain instantly vanished as Rex suddenly felt the canine take a harsh and firm grip of his rear.

"Damn it's nice and soft..." Cedric smiled as he palmed one cheek of the husky's rear in his large and rough paw. As he held the cheek in his hand, Cedric squeezed and rubbed the fabric covered rear. He couldn't wait to finally mount the pup like he always wanted to. Taking his other large paw, Cedric groped at the other cheek kneading both with his fingers. Sometimes he couldn't help but dig his claws into the clothes of the husky just to see how much of the dog's rear he could get a hold of. However, there were other things he wanted to inspect, things Cedric felt he always wanted to get a hold of when he first saw the pup. Moving one of his paws from the round rear he was so lavishly enjoying, Cedric gripped the base of Rex's tail before sliding it up just inches from the tip of the two-colored fur. Compared to his own fur, the husky's fur was a hundred times softer. The way each strand of fur seemed to tickle as they trailed through his fingers, Cedric could only imagine what it would be like to be behind that tail. Adding his other paw to the tail, Cedric grinned as he told Rex to relax. Suddenly with a swift and quick jerk of his muscles, the Doberman gave a quick tug on the dog's tail. It was soft, but Cedric heard the soft yelp that Rex tried to keep within himself. This made the canine smile with excitement as he supplied another idea to the continuous list he had already in his head. Placing one of his paws atop of Rex's head, Cedric slowly began to walk in front of Rex. As he rounded the husky's shoulders the first thing that instantly caught his attention was the blue eyes that seemed to scream out at him. The thought of seeing those plates of endless blues sealed tight as tears stream from them as he forcefully fed the pup his throbbing erection, this was slowly but surely beginning to bring the Doberman close to a rock hard erection. With one last grin at the husky, Cedric went back to the couch and sat next to the bull.

"Yo, I always knew there was something special about dat pup, but damn son, shorty better than I expected." Cedric grinned and licked his lips, his eyes still scrolling up and down the husky. "Shorty got an ass that needs a good fuckin', and those damn eyes of his...mmm, I'm gonna fuck da shit outta him." The Doberman continued staring at Rex. Dominique could only laugh at how the Doberman had reviewed the mutt. In his mind, Dominique pitied the sex-drugged canine, but at the same time, he used to feel the same way when he first got a hold of Rex. "Yo D.C, I got one question." Cedric finally took his eyes off Rex to look at the bull.

"What's up?" Dominique grinned.

"How good is shorty's head-game?" the Doberman chuckled and grinned.

"Humph, the mutt won't give it his all. You got to make him do it, or take what you want." Dominique growled lightly as he scuffed at the husky.

"So, is he a virgin?" Cedric asked as he looked back at Rex, licking his lips hoping the bull would say yes.

"You're kidding right? I took that a long time ago." Dominique grinned as he replayed the eventful memory in his head.

"So I'm guessing he can take a dick." Cedric chuckled as he stared at Rex's plump rear.

"He doesn't make a sound." The bull scuffed.

"We'll change that tonight." Cedric smirked.

"Well enough sitting around, let's go ahead and do what I invited you for." Dominique smiled evilly as he stood and made his way to the stairs. "Well mutt, bring your ass on here." The bull growled as he began ascending the staircase. He didn't need to look back to see if Rex was following him. He was pretty sure the husky wouldn't disobey him.

Sure enough the bull was right. His head held low, and his eyes closed halfway as he stared down at the floor in a depressed and loathsome manner, Rex found himself unable to reject the bull's order. Following behind the bull, Rex could once again feel the eyes of the Doberman drilling into his backside. Rex felt disgusted, as if Cedric's very gaze coated him in a gooey and foul substance. But what was he to do? Rex had given his submissive will over to the bovine, and somewhere deep inside, Rex felt that he was only following his basic instincts. As the padded and hoofed feet of the three left the stairs and trailed to a nearby room, Rex suddenly felt the world around him constrict and focus solely on him. Finally entering the bovine's giant room, Cedric and the bull's attention were undividedly concentrated on the husky. This surging rise of pressure, its inescapable chokehold, Rex was feeling his stature shrink and diminish before the two's dominant gaze. With his ears hugging the top of his head, his tail tucked between his legs, and his eyes doing all they can to avoid any direct contact, Rex stood as his body was grinned and smiled at. It was no short of saying that Rex was feeling more uneasy than any other time in his life.

"What the hell are you standing there for?! We're not going to undress ourselves!" Dominique growled.

It was quick and almost unnoticeable, but Rex gave a quick flinch out of fright before he slowly made his way over to the bull, and thuggish Doberman. As he kneeled down before the bovine, Rex slowly began to pull down the zipper to the bull's khaki cargo shorts. It was one of the few things Rex had learned about the bull's sexual tendencies. Never look him eyes, and always be within an inch of his cock unless he said otherwise. Rex could make a small list of the things the bull wanted. As the zipper to the bull's shorts finally reached their end, Rex could see the enlarging tent that was building within the gray fabric of the bull's boxers. And just like before, Rex's nose was quickly beginning to be surrounded by the bull's musk. As his free paw began to slide the shorts down the bovine's legs towards his ankles, Rex used his other paw to grope and squeeze Dominique's semi-hard cock. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Rex had to submit that the bull's rod looked intimidating as he watched it rise to its full length.

"Yo pup, ya forgot bout me?" Cedric grinned as he rubbed at the throbbing tent in his pants that had already formed.

His mind blank, and his emotions empty, Rex shuffled on his knees towards the grinning Doberman. In the same process and speed as he did with Dominique, Rex slowly undid the zipper to the Doberman's camouflage patterned pants. With every inch the zipper came down, Rex could smell more and more of the canine's musk filling the air. It was strong, almost too pungent, but Rex found it hard to deny that there was something...tasteful about the smell. The way it masked the bovine's own musk, and how it smoothly coated the room. Rex found his self falling into a trance the more his lungs became filled with the aroma...what the hell was he thinking?! Rex quickly brought his mind to different thought forcing his self to ignore the scent of the canine that stood inches from his face.

With the zipper finally down, and the canine's pants falling to the floor in a piled mass, Rex could only stare at the blue, green, and yellow plaid striped boxer's that adorned the Doberman's waist. "Let me see how good dat mouth of yours is." Cedric grinned as he reached into his boxers and pushed his light brown sheath out the slit of his boxers.

Rex could only stare up at the canine. How could he expect him to just do as he said so easily? But as Rex thought this, he could feel Dominique behind him almost gripping him behind his neck with a steely gaze. So with a hard swallow, and a deep breath, Rex slowly moved his muzzle closer to the furry sheath of the Doberman. Slowly opening his muzzle, Rex incased only the tip of the canine's sheath and licked slowly. His tongue dancing and twisting along the ridge of the soft slit, Rex could taste the indescribable fluid that rested within the crevice of Cedric's sheath. As the flat muscle in his mouth moved and slithered, Rex could feel and see Cedric pant and shiver in joy. The more Rex licked and tasted the furry scabbard, the more Rex could feel the once small crack opening into a large gash. With the wider opening and the air heavy with musk, Rex slid his wet and warm tongue down into the soft, moist, and sensitive insides of the sheath. In an instant Rex felt Cedric jolt and gasp in excitement. It didn't matter how many times he did it, Rex knew that one spot was always a weak point on any dog. His tongue rolling and crawling inside the tender flesh of the sheath, Rex quickly found the tapered head of the canine's cock that was slowly sliding its way to the surface. As his tongue teased the head of the Doberman's cock and Rex watched him breath in a raspy tone, it didn't take long before the husky could feel Dominique kneeling behind him.

His muzzle still wrapped around the tip of the downy sheath, Rex could feel the large, sausage-like fingers of the bull gripping at the waistband of his denim shorts. There was no turning back. Rex was now trapped between the two males. As Rex felt his shorts and boxer's slowly sliding down his legs, he could also feel Cedric cock quickly emerging from its hold as moved further and further to the back of this throat. But just as Rex prepared himself to move, a sudden hold on the back of his skull kept Rex in place. "I ain't done wit ya yet." Cedric grinned as he stared down at Rex, his face slightly beginning to sweat.

"It can wait." Rex suddenly heard Dominique speak up from behind him. Then with a heavy grunt and a tensing of his muscles, Dominique slowly lifted Rex from his kneed position on the floor to laying him flat on his back on the bed.

"Damn, but I enjoyin' dat shit too!" Cedric growled then huffed as he calmed down.

"I didn't say stop. I just said wait." Dominique grinned and chuckled as he kneeled down between Rex's legs that were carelessly hanging over the foot of the bed.

"Shit!" Cedric grinned widely as he quickly stripped himself of his boxers and crawled onto the bed atop of Rex's chest. "Now suck!" the Doberman growled evilly.

Rex didn't know what to make of the situation. Out the corner of his eye he could see the bovine grinning and probably laughing to himself, but right in front of him was a Doberman who had nothing but a bad rep. what was he to do? Protest and try to fight his way back home, or just pray that things would get better? There was no answer that was jumping at the chance to quickly enter Rex's mind.

"Fine, I'll just make ya suck my dick!" Cedric growled as he palmed the top of Rex's skull and pulled it forward as he pushed his now hardened and tapered canine cock against the husky's lips.

What the hell! Was the only sentence repeating over and over in a frenzied riot as Rex tightened his lips as he tried to keep the rock muscle from entering his maw. However, with each passing second of the Doberman trying to brutally enter his mouth, Rex could feel the tense hold of his lips slowly weakening. Finally giving in, Rex slowly opened his mouth and in an forceful and powerful push, Cedric slammed his cock into the husky's throat. His eyes instinctively sealed shut as he gagged in shock, Rex wanted to erupt in anger, but Cedric had a powerful hold on his head keeping him motionless.

"There ya go, just like dat." Cedric grinned as he began to pump his throbbing cock in and out of the husky's muzzle.

"Fuck yea! I wish I could get all dat shit in there, every fuckin' inch." Cedric growled softly as he bit his bottom lip while thrusting half of his 10in cock forcefully against Rex's throat.

Rex wanted it to end to badly. His throat was beginning to his hurt. The short opening chances he had to get air were few and far in-between. For the time being Rex would just have to lay there and wait. He didn't have to aid the Doberman in any form, only supply the product he needed to get what he wanted. This, however, didn't sit well with Cedric. No matter how hard or how deep he was sending his blood infused cock down the husky's muzzle, he just couldn't feel any help or pleasure from the husky. Then in a quick fashion, Cedric pulled his spit-coated cock from Rex's maw and reached for something. It happened so fast, so quick, Rex didn't have a chance to realize what was happening.

In a flash, right before his eyes, Rex felt his heart stopped and his body go cold as he laid eyes on a switchblade that reflected his scared mug. "I'm only gonna say dis shit once so get it right. You betta suck my dick like you mean it!" Cedric growled. In that moment, Rex felt his conscious go blank and switch out with his fear induced instinct. "Imagine I'm dat bitch of an ex-boyfriend you had that Dominique told me about." Cedric grinned as he placed the tip of the glossy steel at the canine's throat. Rex felt his heart pound in chest crazily as he slowly nodded. Rex had no idea why he had nodded, but it just felt necessary in order to survive. So slowly opening his mouth once again and moving towards the pre-leaking canine cock, Rex slowly wrapped his lips around the head of the Doberman's cock. "Yeah just like dat." Cedric grinned as he stared into the blue eyes of the husky.

As he slowly moved his head back and forth sliding his tongue along the underside of the canine's cock, Rex once again caught view of the bull smiling at the foot of the bed. How could he found what just happened amusing? A life was just blatantly threatened in front of him. Didn't the bull feel it was unnecessary? Wasn't he worried that he would have to explain why a murder happened within the confines of his own house? Suddenly Rex felt a warm, slithering sensation breach the entrance that was his pucker. The air heavy with the musk of all three men, the sensation of having his tailhole licked generously, Rex was beginning to weaken before the two males. But as Rex relaxed, the thought of the switchblade that Cedric had on hand came rushing back to his mind. Although he detested the idea of doing to someone like the Doberman, Rex had no other choice but to pretend that the rod in his mouth truly belonged to his mate.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath to calm his nerves, Rex imagined that he was pleasing his orca lover. Squeezing his lips tighter around the cock and teasing its head with his flat and wet tongue, Rex began to move his head at a quicker pace. Rex knew the Doberman was enjoying the new pleasure, because it wasn't long before Rex could hear the canine panting in pleasure. But even with his mind focused on the pretend image in his head, Rex had a hard time ignore the tongue of the bull that was dancing within the confines of his tight ring. It's pointed tip pushing and prodding, the warmth of it stroking and sliding along his walls, Rex found his self fighting the urge to moan and shiver in joy. He would just have to refocus all that energy into getting the Doberman out of the way. The deeper Rex felt Dominique slide his tongue, the more of the canine's cock Rex sucked into his maw. It was dance of give and take, mostly with Dominique giving pleasure, and Rex redirecting towards Cedric for the Doberman to take.

Over and over again Rex found his rear being assaulted by the bovine's tongue. It was soul wrecking to admit that he enjoyed it, but hated that it was from Dominique. As the sounds of the bull savagely licking at his rear reaching his ears, Rex could only quicken in pace as his muzzle slide back and forth on the Doberman's cock. Again and again Rex pictured himself engulfing majority of his mate's cock all just to ignore the fact that he was actually doing it to Cedric. In Response Rex could hear the sound of the thug's breathing slowly beginning to quicken and rattle. He was close, Rex could tell by the random jerks and soft moans that were coming from him. Pushing as much of Cedric's cock into his throat, Rex moved his throat muscles making them squeeze and hug the Canine's sensitive head. With one final moan of joy, Rex could feel Cedric holding his head firmly as he ripped his cock from his mouth. It was only with a grunt of relief that Rex knew what was coming. In jet of warm and dank, white juice, Cedric stroked his cock spraying his load onto the husky's face. Wave after wave of pleasure brought another thick spurt of jizz with it. Rex only watched as the thug's hand moved at a rough, jagged, yet blurred speed. As he watched, Rex could feel the strands of white load landing in random places, some forming with others to make a small puddle, and others beginning to slide across his snout and chin.

"Fuck!" Cedric said in a long moan as his orgasm slowly subsided into a slow trickle. His energy drained and legs shaking from an intense orgasm, Cedric slowly crawled off the bed and sat in a nearby chair stroking his softening cock as it slowly retreated back into its cover. "Oh fuck, damn Shorty." Cedric huffed as he relaxed to catch his breath and regain his energy.

Since his mind was completely focused on his imagination and the sight of Cedric unloading himself, Rex hadn't noticed that Dominique had stopped his assault on his rear and was now sitting on the other side of his view. But that didn't last long, Rex suddenly felt his body lift slowly off the bed only to be laid back down in the same spot, however, the once soft, flat feeling of the bed had been replaced with a warm, hill-studded form.

"It's my turn now pup." Dominique growled from underneath the husky.

Rex suddenly realized exactly what, or in this case, who it was that was underneath him, but why underneath him? It wasn't long before Rex suddenly felt a surge of pain pierce into his body. It took just about every ounce of Rex's energy to keep him from cursing into the air, but even if he managed to fight back that feeling, the fact still remained that Rex was in intense pain. Soon Rex felt the bull's hand take a firm hold of his thighs aiding him as he began to thrust his thick bovine cock into the smaller husky. Inch after inch Rex could feel the bull trying to force feed him his erection. As Rex laid back against Dominique he could his warm breath against his neck, and the bull's cock oozing its massive amount of pre into him. Thrust after thrust only got smoother and smoother as Dominique's throbbing cock rubbed against the hugging walls of the husky. Rex was finding it harder and harder to ignore the jolts of pleasure that came from each thrust, but he had to fight, he had to hold on. Over and over, harder and harder, grunt after grunt, Rex could feel just how much energy Dominique was pouring into the moment. His hips bouncing into the air before falling back down to meet the bull's hips in a forceful slap, Rex found his lungs taking short and quick breaths. Then in completely surprised, Rex felt the bull take a soft but harsh bite onto his neck and collar. Just that feeling alone made Rex want to moan in joy, but once again he held firm and strong holding his voice inside.

Off to the side Rex could see Cedric watching him being taken by the bull, and unfortunately Rex could also see that his cock was quickly filling with life once again. Rex could only hope that the Doberman would just be satisfied with watching, but fate wasn't that sympathetic. Cedric slowly rose from his chair and made his way over to the bed standing between both the legs of the bull and husky. Was he really? Could he actually? Rex's mind was soon growing rampant with worries again, but the feeling of wrists suddenly being held tightly broke the husky's concentration.

"Hold Shorty." Cedric grinned as he placed the tip of his hard cock at the already stuffed entrance of the husky.

Rex felt his heart quickly go into a panicked beat. As Rex lied against Dominique he could only hear the two guys chuckling to themselves at how much control they had over the pup. Then it hit Rex. In a searing flash of thunderous pain, Rex felt his already widely stretch pucker stretch even further. Its darkened pink flesh quickly growing red as the cocks of both Dominique and Cedric filled it to a maximum capacity. In pain once again Rex did the only thing he could do, he grabbed two fistful of the cover that lied on the bed and squeezed them tightly for comfort. Dominique grinned as he licked the husky's cheek, and Cedric grinned too as he pushed seven of his ten inches into the tightly packed husky.

With majority of his cock buried in with the bull's whose cock was already balls deep, Cedric slowly began thrust into the blood leaking hole. Rex felt his strength weaken and soon the sounds of soft grunting mixed with panting were beginning to slip past the husky's lips.

"There we go." Cedric growled as he quickened his thrust.

"Feels good doesn't it?" Dominique grinned as he started to thrust along with Cedric.

Rex didn't know how much longer he could hold out. The double attack the two males forced onto him were becoming too much for him to bear. As their speed increased and their thrust deepened, Rex finally gave in and in a loud, long yelp Rex cried out as he sealed his eyes shut in pain. Cedric just growled at the sound of the pup finally breaking and in a flush of completely dominance, Cedric lifted the legs onto his shoulders and started to thrust relentlessly. Rex had lost control of the situation and was now at the two's mercy. As his body shook, and his rear smacked against the brown hips of the thuggish Doberman, Rex could feel the tears streaming from his eyes and down his cheeks. Each thrust forced another yelp from his muzzle. Each time he felt the canine's tapered head punch into his prostate, Rex moaned uncontrollably. However, the sound of the husky crying out was just what the two guys needed. With the feeling of the husky's lubed walls hugging their shaft, their cockheads pushing and slamming into each other every time one of them thrust, and the husky's voice crying out in whatever emotion, the bovine and Doberman found themselves grunting loudly as their muscles tensed up and their balls tucked in close to empty their loads. Holding the husky's wrist in an even tighter grip, Dominique grunted harshly as his cock pulsed and throbbed, firing round after round of warm bull-seed deep into Rex's bowels. And with it being his second orgasm, Cedric found it hard to stand up as his cock drained every bit of energy from him to empty its second load into the pup. As he laid there in between Cedric and Dominique, Rex allowed the minutes to pass by until the sound of soft snoring was heard from both guys. With their seed oozing from his abused hole and his body low on energy, Rex managed to push Cedric off of him and to the side. His legs shaking and his mind in a fuzzy and blurred state-of-being, Rex stood up and made his way to the staircase. His tailhole leaking a mixture of blood and jizz as he descended down the final step, Rex suddenly felt completely drained as he fell to the floor only with a sigh.

The morning soon comes, and the only thing providing any light is the distant rays of the sun that have yet to reach the horizon. As the dew drops on the blades of grass cling to the legs of his pants, and the sound of birds chirping off at a distance race across the yard, Brooker slowly stands from his car as he stares at a house that Rex's mother told him he could find his canine friend. As he walks, Brooker soon spots a familiar truck in the drive-way. Deep down he knew who the truck belonged to, but with all the information and times he spent around Rex, he knew that there was no way Rex would ever let something like this happen. With a shake of his head Brook tosses the idea out of his mind and soon ascends the stairs to the front door. It only took three knocks before the door slowly slid open and Brook's face gave a quickly glimpse of rage before dulling down to hide his anger.

"Is Rex here?" Brooker tried to say as calmly as he could without showing just how angry he was. He knew Rex would never come over here on his own free will, which meant the bull had to have done something to make him come over here.

In no attempt to hide his disgust, Dominique only scuffed as he called out to Rex. "Hey get your ass to the door mutt." Dominique shouted.

It took every fiber and restraint in Brooker's mind not to jump and dig his claws into the bulls' throat, but it would have to wait until he had a full understanding of the situation. It wasn't long before Rex was standing before Rex. However, the liger instantly noticed something was wrong with his canine companion.

"Rex, are you ok, everyone's been worried about you." Brooker said as he secretly scanned over his friend's body looking for bruises or scars, even the smallest unkempt strand of fur.

"I'm fine." Rex said plainly as he stared down at his feet that stood on the hardwood floor.

"Why haven't you been calling and texting everyone to know you're ok?" Brooker asked, his mind still skeptic about the whole situation. "Even Romell is worried about you not calling him." Brooker said as he tried to fight back the need to snatch Rex and run. Brooker just stared at the husky eyeing him for all his worth, but the only thing Brooker kept picking up was how hopeless and soul-less his friend had become. A heavy growl beginning to build in his lungs Brooker was finding it harder and harder to fight back his urge to do something to the damn bull in front of him.

"You heard him, he's fine. Now leave." Dominique shouted as he slammed the door shut in the liger's face.

His mug in a snarl, and his teeth in view for all to see, Brooker just growled as he stormed off to his car. As he hopped in his car and slammed the door behind him, Brooker snatched his phone from his pocket and quickly dialed a number in a flash.

"Romell? We got a problem." Brooker growled as he stared at the house where his friend was being held.