Soccer Sucks
Soccer Sucks
The tiger hoisted his backpack over his shoulders, letting off a grunt from the load that he was carrying. Eyes straight forward, strong chest pumped high up with a proud gesture, guts held in, and legs planted firmly on ground; Speedy growled to himself.
Right in front of him was the place the he adored the most for the rest of his university life. Ever since he started a new membership here in this training academy, it has been a pleasure coming here to play with his friends or just practice some of his well honed skills. However, it's been a drag coming in here, since that fateful day.
Why do I even come here so often, knowing that that big lug will be there to make a mockery out of me again?
Speedy hissed to himself for his stupidity but he had already paid for what's it worth. The soccer stadium: a place where he tried to keep his endurance up to a certain level. Coming here was a wonderful pleasure due to many reasons. The first main reason would be keeping up with his fitness level. Every time he comes in here, his endurance level gets a little higher than usual and that's what kept his vitality and invigorates him to a whole new level. The second reason stays firm with the fact that he could drool like there's no tomorrow with the amount of hunks roaming around the club. It feels like it's every gay's personal paradise when they are in here.
Wherever you go, you could feast your eyes upon a large male that could either be dribbling the ball with earnest or just doing simple laps along the trail. If that's not enough, some even trained without their shirts on! It's better to fully expose one's body than to keep the shirt on. It wets it up entirely and for those who have fluffier than usual furs, the shirt practically sticks on their body and it's a bitch to take it off. Thus, why some preferred to go shirtless around the stadium. It's not an unusual occurrence but to Speedy, it was quite an eye candy.
Taking in a deep breath, Speedy pushed open the door and the smell of fresh grass mixed with some mingling sweat assaulted his nostrils. He purred with delight over the wonderful smell. He had always loved nature. That and mixed with male musk? It creates a concoction that could drive his senses wild with glee. Soon, he laid his eyes over to the vast field that made all soccer playing happen.
He felt so tiny and miniscule compared to the size of the stadium. Speedy isn't your everyday kind of tiger. Working out in the gym and keeping his body fit has finally paid its price. The tiger was filled with muscle all around. Bulging biceps that flexed every time he swung his arms, chest puffed out proud, abs that looked as if they were chiseled from marbles and thighs nearly the size of tree trunks. Even the black tank-top couldn't snug properly on to his body. They don't sell clothing that comes up to his size but he heard that somewhere, along the campus, a shop caters to all sizes.
Speedy rubbed the back of his head and chuckled to himself. He's just practically being silly. To compare the size of him and the stadium? That's ridiculous! Obviously he wasn't in the right state of mind but whatever the circumstances, he was here to train himself.
Right now, I hope that the one of the trainer is free at the moment. I want to work on my dribbling.
The tiger scrutinized the area with dexterity, pin pointing most of the furs that roamed about, trying to see if that stupid lug is there. From each end to the other, there was no sign of his enemy. Speedy smiled and whistled a soft tune while walking over to the locker room, getting ready to change into his training outfit.
He was happy. Yep, he was happy that that stupid cougar isn't here at all. It's been a while that he had seen him but that thought was about to break into little pieces when he reached to the pathway of the locker room. The door swung open and a grey wolf appeared out of nowhere, startling him momentarily.
"Geez! You scared me!" The wolf replied with a paw clutched on his chest, "Don't do that!"
"Hey, it's not like I know that the door is going to open and you're going to come out."
"S-Sorry, just being tense."
"Why?" The tiger inquired with a hint of worry in his voice.
"Wanna guess?"
"I'll take my chances."
The wolf looked left and right before leaning in close to Speedy. The striped feline was a little worried at his gesture but followed what the canine was doing. Leaning in just as close, the wolf whispered softly. "Kay is here."
Those words struck his nerves like an arrow whizzing right through him. Eyes bulged open but squinted back to slits, eliciting a low growl with teeth bore slightly. His fist balled up and clenched as hard as he could. Anger began to pump into his blood stream but he tried to keep his temper down.
"Why is he even here? I thought he was gone for the week?"
The wolf shook his head in disagreement. "I thought so too but he's here. Guess what, he misses 'the fag'."
Speedy growled even louder this time. He pulled off and inhaled as much as he could before exhaling away. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he sighed this time. This was one of his biggest fears of coming to the soccer club. The so call 'fag' would be Speedy. Fag is such a foul word in his dictionary and every time he was called a fag, he hated Kay more and more. Kay was a cougar but not just any ordinary cougar; an extremely large and bulky cougar at that. It's a wonder to many furs around here on how he managed to get that big. Speedy was considered as one of the largest feline or builder around but Kay really takes the cake. Heck, he takes the whole bakery! No one has ever challenged him to a wrestling match, even for the fun of it since they were more concern of their safety than to mess with Kay.
It irks a few furs around the club because he was a bully. Not some ordinary bully that one can be found at high school but rather, a bully that packs a whole lot of punches and judging from the size of those muscles that he had on him, the amount of damage that he could inflict could be overkill.
However, despite being the bully that Kay was, Speedy seemed to be his favourite among all. That's mainly due to the fact that he knows one of the tiger's little dirty secret. Deep down, he's a gay tiger. Yep, a male loving tiger that wants to sleep with another male than a female. The furs around the university were alright with his sexuality but to Kay, it's one of his biggest weapons to threaten Speedy. Not many furs knew about his preference and Speedy preferred it that way. The less people knew; the complexity of the problem is at minimal.
With that in mind, he was constantly called a 'fag' in the locker room during showers. Most just ignored his comment but as the mocking continued constantly for days on end, it's beginning to really bug the tiger about the whole thing. Every single time, Kay would make stupid and silly jokes about Speedy sucking another male's cock and loving it; calling him a slut like the fag that he is.
As Speedy played all those images deep within his memories, he punched the nearest wall to release his pent up rage. Looking back to the wolf, he hissed loudly. "He's in there?"
He nodded back in response. "Yes, he's in there changing and getting ready for some dribbling workout. To add salt to the wound, he's staying later today for extra workout. I overheard him, saying something about a friendly soccer match with his mates."
"Fuck his mates," Speedy punched the wall again, "Useless bastard. What does he want from me? Why can't he leave me alone..?"
"I don't know Speedy... I really don't know."
Walking over to the door of the locker room, he sighed loudly. "Wish me luck."
"You'll survive the day like you did in every other day. Today is no different. However, I do suggest that you ignore his taunting and think of something else." The wolf advised with a pet on the stripped feline's back.
"Heh... Thanks man."
"Don't mention it. Join me later for passing practice? I need a partner and it better not be that bastard."
"Hey, don't worry. I'll be out in a minute. Save me a ball." Speedy smiled generously with a thumb up, winking to add assurance.
Walking through the locker room, Speedy immediately locked eyes with the massive cougar. Kay was standing there with only his underwear while performing some flexing posses in front of the mirror. He murred loudly for everyone to hear and he kind of ignored that some where disgusted with his actions. However, the golden honey brown feline has every right to flex. Not everyone around has his kind of physique and truth be told, most males would probably die to obtain such a magnificent frame.
As Kay continued to flex and change into different poses, he was completely oblivious to the fact that Speedy had come in. The tiger scrutinized over the cougar once more. His fur was beautiful in every aspect; golden honey brown from head to toe with a tinge of black near the extremities. From afar, one could probably say that the cougar took good care of his body; both physically and mentally. Muscles topped over muscles around his body, completely covered like a Greek god in the making.
If Kay wasn't such a brute to begin with, he might consider hitting or flirting with him but god... he's such a bastard!
Speedy growled and turned away; that's when he accidentally slammed his face into an open locker door.
"Fuck!!" The tiger cried out loud while placing both paws on to his face, nursing the pain that surged towards that direction. "Crap... that hurt..."
With the amount of noise that he made, everyone could have heard it. Most heads turned to the tiger's direction while other sniggered away. Apparently, some people laughed at someone else's agony and they enjoyed it very much; as long as it's not them anyways.
Ears laid flat on his head, tail tucked between legs; Speedy growled in embarrassment. There were so many people looking at him while others laughed away. It wasn't everyday that someone knocks his face with a locker door. However, what worried him the most would be his presence known to the cougar.
I hope he's too self absorbed with his narcist side to even hear that sound.
"Fag!"
He winced. Too late...
"Yo', buddy!" Kay waved and walked towards Speedy's direction.
Here comes the mocking and bullying...
"Fuck off, Kay."
"Aww... is that the proper greeting to someone that's not been here for quite a while?" The cougar smirked and punched on to the tiger's right shoulder. The impact from the punch was more than what he could have anticipated for. Before he knew it, he slammed on to the nearest locker wall, making a loud bang for everyone to see.
"Damn.... that was hard..." Kay sympathized but with a tinge of sarcasm.
Within moments, the locker room slowly dispersed off from other furs. Most quickly got their wanted items for training and swiftly ran off to the nearest exit. No one wanted to be in the same room with both tiger and cougar in there. The battle between the two felines was too intense for any one of them to handle.
Soon, the room was cleared. As the final fur ran off, the soft click of the door was a sign that Speedy and Kay were alone in the room. The cougar cracked his neck momentarily before shooting a devilish stare towards the striped feline.
"Missed me?"
Speedy pushed Kay off and stomped angrily towards his customized locker. A paw clamped on to him and he turned to face his opponent once more. "What shall I do today with you, fag?"
"Stop calling a fag you son of a bitch!" A pushed was ensured to pin point his anger but Kay was too fast for him. Before he knew what happened, both he and Kay fell over to the bench as the cougar gave a much stronger push. However, Speedy tugged at the arm and brought the cougar along with the fall, dropping to the bench that was conveniently stationed next to him.
Turning to the side, the cougar mercilessly locked his arms together into a forceful knot behind his back while pinning shoulder on to the bench. Bending over, Kay inhaled and exhaled in front of Speedy's face. The foul odour from his breath was intoxicating but not in a good way, not in a good way at all. Speedy gagged at the foul stench and nearly vomited over. The lunch that he had mere hours ago lurched from the depths of his stomach and reversed back to his mouth. Gulping down as hard as he could, the lunch stayed to where it's supposed to be.
"So, how have you been lately, fag," Kay gripped the tiger's arms even harder, "Missed me? Missed the torture? Missed being called a fag? How about this...? Sucked any cock lately? Oh wait! I got it! You fucking sucked every fur that you know that's on this team! Yeah! That's what you've been doing! Oh you dirty sly slut..."
Speedy squirmed and tried to break free but the more he struggled in his grasps, the harder Kay clenched. He could now feel some slight pain in his wrist as the feel of some claw registered to his senses. Squirming for another second, the striped feline gave up on breaking free and decided to have fate turn the bouts of this event.
Sometimes, he would retaliate back with force while other times, it's futile to do anything. Right now, this moment, falls under the category of futility. Speedy sighed and submitted to the larger feline. Not in any sexual way or anything but rather, to let himself be bullied. There weren't anything that he could do to change the cougar's mind.
"Kay, just fucking leave me alone. Why do you torture me like this!"
"Cause you're a fag," he replied with a grin, followed by a cackle, "You're a fucking tail raiser. No, better yet! You're a cock sucker! You're so good at sucking that you practically suck every fur that you find on the street. Yeah, what's what you do, don't you? When you're walking back to your dorm, you'll get one random guy out from the street and suck him all night long. That's the fag that you are."
"Don't put words in my mouth, bastard!" Speedy was extremely angry at the cougar's comment. It hurt his pride that anyone would quickly judge him this quick in one day. True, there are plenty of gays out there that will raise their tail for any cute or muscular guys that took their interest. However, Speedy wasn't that kind of fur at all. In fact, he's loyal to his mate; if he ever found one.
Without showing any signs of retaliating, Kay licked his ears and pulled off, jumping back a little. Speedy's eyes went wide and he quickly got up to his feet, grabbing the nearest object that he could find. Paws frantically grope around air and locker door, eyes glued to the cougar. He smirked devilishly and that kinda sent shivers down Speedy's spine. It was evil... it pierced through your very own soul!
Soon, the tiger found a wooden chair and raised it to shoulder level. "Don't even think of doing anything stupid!"
"What? You think I'm going to fuck you? Oh please, I'm not a fag like you," Kay turned around, acting like nothing happened, "I have a loving girlfriend if you know what I mean. Big boobs, slick pussy that most 'straight' males would want," he emphasized on the word. "And best of all, none a tail raiser, like you."
"Why are you fucking doing this?" The tiger was losing his patience already. "Why do you mock me and tell lies to everyone here? Why! Tell me!"
Kay opened his locker door and dug in to find his shorts, putting them on while yawning as if the situation that he had landed in was just a run of the mill kind of stage "Easy reason. I. Hate. Gays."
Each of the words that came out of his mouth hurt Speedy even more than he could have imagined. Everyone was completely okay with him being gay and loving other males. Even those who don't like it, they learnt to adapt to the surroundings and decided to leave it all into his own paws but this! This is outrageous!
"Why do you hate them?! We didn't do anything to you."
"I don't care," the cougar simply answered while putting on a tight sleeveless t-shirt, "They are like little parasites and acting all flamboyant around other people. It sickens me and you? Heh... you sicken me to most."
Speedy gripped the chair harder than before. The urge to knock Kay unconscious was boiling within his guts and if he ever did that, there will be consequences...
But who cares!
"I'm gonna!!"
"Speedy!"
He turned and what he saw made his heart skipped a beat. Apparently, Coach Nelson came into the picture. The bear stood with astonishment. One paw holding up a clipboard whiles the other with a pen. His mouth opened agape as he feasts his eyes on to Speedy who was holding the chair. He growled and stomped forward.
"What do you think you're doing?!"
"N-Nothing! J-Just..." Busted...
"He was trying to move the chair out of his way," Kay shot in without warning, "He wanted to just throw the chair away and that's when you came in, coach."
The cougar lifted his right leg and started tying the shoelace. Not looking at both bear and tiger, Kay just prepared himself for the evening's training.
"Is that what happened?" Coach Nelson inquired further.
"Y-Yes... sorry... coach..." Speedy placed the chair down, not daring to make eye contact with him.
The bear petted the tiger's bulky frame and smiled. "Well, sorry about that. Just kinda edgy today. Forgive me?"
"Y-Yeah..." He replied nonchalantly.
Eventually, the coach warned them that training had already started and if they don't get their tails out there within three minutes, a 10Km run will be ensured for tomorrow. Both feline nodded and the door clicked to a shut. Again, they were alone with each other. Speedy growled even harder and dare he say that he was about to unsheathe his claws to rip him apart. Then again, he just saved his skin and fur.
All Kay did was stretched behind and gave a warm smile to him. He waved goodbye.
He's such a liar and jerk.
"Hustle hustle hustle!! HUSTLE!!" Coach Nelson roared on top of his bearish lungs. It sounded like grunts but in a much hoarser way. His ground graveled voice struck fear to some but for those were wasn't, they were more afraid of the punishment that they'll receive if they disobeyed.
"Work those legs up! Dribble! Jason! You call that a dribble? My grandma could do better than that! Move! MOVE!!"
Speedy concentrated on his movements; sliding left and right with precision, trying not to stumble upon his own foot while keep both arms in place. His body had long perspired over the intense training and buckets of sweat had accumulated up against his shirt. It stuck on to his strip[ed orange fur and he had just the right amount of tendency to rip it off. However, he tried to keep shirted as much as possible. It's not that he's afraid or embarrassed about his body but trying to challenge himself against the cumbersome material.
Damn this is hard. Did coach slept on the wrong side of the bed or some sort this morning? Or a prick blew his gasket and he's taking it out on us?
"Kenny! Move it!" The bear roared and slammed the clipboard against the said wolf. Kenny was about to cry and from his facial expression, he wanted to give up entirely, "I vow to make you a man and a man you shall be. Don't even think of bursting into tears or so help me, I'll have you run this field ten times! Got it?!"
"Y-Y-Yes C-Coach!" He whimpered.
"What was that?" Coach moved in close and gripped the tiny wolf's head, "Yes what?"
"Yes coach!" Kenny squeaked.
"That's what I want to hear!"
Speedy chuckled at Kenny's disposition. Sometimes, the wolf needs more than just a push; he needs a good pep talk to get his thin ass to move along. Left right, left right, left right. That was all that the tiger was concentrating on but in a split second, he heard a cry from the left.
"Waaahh!!!" Kenny burst out into tears.
What the fuck?! He was calm and collected a few seconds ago. What happened?
The tiger looked from side to side and finally, his eyes locked on to a certain feline. Kay was laughing like a possessed hyena and was joined with a few of his jerk friends. Most were joining in the laugh as well but mere chuckles or sniggers only. However, Kay takes the cake. His roars echoed through the stadium and the more he laughed, the harder he fell on the ground. Soon, the cougar was rolling on the soft grass while paw pounding against ground.
Apparently, Kay was the one that made Kenny cried. He had thrown a ball at his direction and it went BANG! against his head. That was the catalyst and here we have a sobbing and bawling little wolf. Coach growled menacingly and carried the little wolf with both strong paws. His eyes fixated at the cougar and Kay instantly clamp his mouth shut.
"Kay, see me after training." Coach Nelson turned and left for the nurse's office.
"Alright guys, break it up. Nothing to see here." Coach Grant huddled the trainees as he gave new instructions to their training.
Speedy grunted as his breathing became uneven; chest pumping up and down. Eyes on the ball as the object bounced up and down against his knee. The tiger has been doing the same routing for a whole hour and he was about to stop when Coach Nelson came along. It's evening by now and most were already headed back to their respective dorms in the university.
His legs were burning from head to toe but it's a great workout for thigh training. As the ball bounced up and down, Coach Nelson observed the skilled tiger. Speedy smirked and pretend that he didn't see the brown bear along the side. He wanted to impress him. As the ball bounced higher and higher, Speedy never left his eyes on the ball for even one second. There were a few times when it nearly fell off but those extra training that he did every night seemed to have paid off. The ball slides down to leg and with a kick, the ball flew straight ahead and knocked over to the nearest goal post.
"Damn..." He winced and face pawed himself for his stupidity.
"You need to work on your aim, Speedy."
"Y-Yes coach. I do." Speedy lowered himself from total lack of dexterity.
The bear chuckled and gave a soft pet behind his back. "Don't take it too hard. The match isn't up till 2 months more. You've done me proud and showed what you're capable off. You're a good tiger, Speedy, a good tiger."
He blushed at the comment. "Thank you."
"But also bad for you," Coach warned, "Don't overwork yourself or we'll be serving dead tiger for the coming match. The janitor will lock this place up in an hour. He needs to clean the hallway and he'll be done by then."
The bear turned and waved goodbye, heading to the door that exited the place. Speedy smiled to himself as the frame of the grizzly bear disappeared behind the door. He was definitely proud of his own image. Giving such a good impression towards his own coach, it was a price that he's willing to pay for anything. At least now, the team knew that he was a hard working player compared to the others.
Cracking his knuckles and stretching out his limbs, he whistled joyfully while heading towards the locker room. As he entered the room with four walls, his hopeful heart sank like the titanic.
Could this get any worst...?
"What are you doing here?!" Speedy roared and points accusingly at the one that's standing in the middle of the room.
"What? I can't be here? Mr. Fag?"
Kay chuckled and wrapped a towel below his torso. "I was held up and given a stupid talk about team spirit and blah stuff in the office. Hence, staying back a little late, with you. I know all too well that you're trying to brush up against Coach Nelson's good side," he snide with arrogance. "Trying to get into the good side and hopefully be titled captain of the team for the coming season, huh?"
"That's none of your business." Speedy ignored and stormed towards his locker area.
Kay smirked and crossed his arms, watching the tiger's anger brewing deep in his mind. His eyes began to scrutinize along the other feline's frame and he got to admit, the tiger wasn't a bad looker himself. Actually, he was quite the perfect male. The only thing that he lacks would be the cougar's own size. If he was bigger than what he is now, he would definitely make heads turn; both male and female.
Speedy could sense the presence of the cougar but tried to ignore it. He was boiling with anger from the depth of his gut. First Kenny and now this? How could this day turn any worst! Why must he be such a big bully! Just because he's bigger and stronger than any of us, it doesn't give him the right to push us around. It just doesn't make sense.
He sighed once more. Slowly, he was stripping away the horrendously soaked shirt. It was wet with sweat and practically reeks of musk, not the kind of musk that turns some on but rather, sweat that could probably kill a fly. Speedy grunted and lifted his dirty laundry with two fingers, putting away inside of the locker. He shuddered at the thought of leaving it behind for a week or so. There's no telling what kind of monster could be created during the weekends.
His paws slowly matted the orange fur and felt the curves and valleys of muscles around him. Speedy was definitely proud of his own body and took pride in the way that he had carved during his youth. Nothing could take this away from him. By this time, the thought of the cougar standing and watching him strip had long passed his moment. Placing both paws around the shorts, he shimmied them off while wiggling butt, unconsciously seducing Kay but the cougar wasn't interested at all. Until he saw the tiger's cock popping out.
Apparently, Speedy had gone commando during training.
Come to think of it. I did realize the swinging effect that his crotch held while running or jogging. So that's the reason for it. Awww.... Look at the fag, he likes to go commando.
Speedy grunted a little and got up, locking both paws together to stretch up to the ceiling, pushing as high as possible. His muscular frame was beginning to form into a perfect sculpted statue. Wide chest spreading out while abs clenched tightly against each other; back muscles popped and curved into place. Biceps and triceps flexed as hard as they could, not losing the momentum. With a sigh, he smiled and dropped low, breathing in as much air as possible.
Kay was smirking away at how relax the tiger was.
What a fag.
Turning around, he headed off to the shower area while whistling to himself. It felt odd to be showering alone at this hour, especially when the only fur available now is a fag. He shuddered at the thought of having a fag ogle all over his muscular frame. Kay was honest to himself: he was a little narcist when it comes to getting down naked. Every chance he get, the brown cougar would flex for no particular reason at all and by that time, a few heads were turned; mainly girls but gained some jealousy turns from other guys too. Many of his teammates envied Kay for the gift that he had. Not everyone was blessed with such power and size.
Kay closed his eyes and let the water run all over his body. Clear liquid travelled from head to toe, washing away the grimy sweat he had produced during training. He wasn't bothered by the sweat though. Personally, it was rather arousing to be drenched in sweat. It showed passion and commitment. Moreover, it depicted masculinity.
Not that everyone would take in such passion...
He sighed and enjoyed the watery droplets from the shower head.
Footsteps were heard from the locker room to the shower area and Speedy cracked his knuckles. Looking up a head, he ignored the hulking cougar and showered on the other end of the area. Turning the knob, he was drenched in a mixture of hot and cold shower. Not long after, the orange tiger was purring with delight. To him, it felt like a thousand years of problems were washed away in just a few minutes. Everything felt too good to be true; all those hard work, all those training, all gone in just a simple touch of water.
Evidently, he sighed loudly and moaned with closed eyes, both paws placed on to the wall. Kay heard the moan and turned around, staring at the bubble butt of the tiger. He laughed to himself and wondered what he was doing.
If that fag is jerking over there because he's showering with a male like me, oh, he's so dead. Can't have a fag jerking off in front of me, right? Since I'm the object of sex.
Chuckling to himself, Kay yell with a hint of sarcasm, "Wow, that's a mighty big dong you have there, fag!"
Speedy opened his eyes with a snap, "Shut the fuck up, Kay. Finish your shower and get home. I want to be alone."
"Oh my, what's a fag like you doing here late at night?" The cougar began to lather himself up, "Got some action here tonight, hrm? Oh wait, must be with the guard or janitor that's going to close this place up.
The tiger kept quiet. If I don't respond to his mockery, perhaps, he will get tired of it and go home.
"Is that a silence I hear?" Kay rubbed all over, "Like they say, silence is an acceptance. Or was it the other way around? Hrm... I don't study civil law. Aren't you taking that subject, fag?"
Another round of silence.
"Right... you're taking it up. You're a lousy student, you know that?"
Speedy clenched his fist tightly, trying to hold his pent up anger.
Kay turned the shower off and slowly walked over to the direction of the angered tiger. He wasn't afraid of him at all. No, he was the dominant guy and Speedy is just another victim for him to terrorize. "I know you're getting hard. Showering with a sexy cougar like me, flexing all these muscles just for your own desirable pleasure...." He flexed both arms to emphasize his point.
"Just shut up, Kay. Just shut up..." Speedy hissed out loud. He was at his wits end by now.
"Listen here, fag. You're just a low life who should serve as a slut to everyone. You're probably too lousy to fuck on bed!"
That is it!
Speedy was in a fit of rage by now. He knew that physically, it was impossible to take this cougar down by force but he had no other choice. Clenching his eyes, he was thinking of a way to get even with him.
Mentally!
Looking up to the cougar, the stripped feline saw the smug little grin that he had. He had to admit, Kay was quite the attractive male that had the body of a perfect model but his attitude sucks. There wasn't anything else to do but to fight fire with fire. Mockery against mockery.
"Shut up man. All you do is talk talk talk and more talk but I don't see any action. Yeah, I'm bad in bed, maybe, perhaps, or maybe not. You don't even fucking know but guess what; I know that you're bad in bed. I tell ya', girls are only interested in you because of cock and body, never in love with the person that they are with."
"Shut up!" Kay punched on the wall.
"No, you shut up. You pick on poor innocent kids because it shows your bravery, your masculinity but guess what, you're a fucking lame cougar that deep down. You're just a little cub, waiting for your mommy to feed." Speedy suckled on his thumb like a little baby.
"One more word, fag, and you're dead meat..."
"So what?!" Speedy pushed the cougar back with both paws, "You don't own this joint or this world. What gives you the right to fucking mock me like a play toy, huh? Huh? Answer me!"
The cougar roared and gave a round house punch to the tiger but luckily enough, Speedy was more agile than a big lunk of muscle. "Stop it, or you're dead."
"I bet..." He was stalling, "I bet the girls just fucking hate it when they get fucked by a stupid guy like you. Far as I heard, they all left you. Isn't that right? Emily," One finger raised up, "Stephanie?" A second finger, "Oh wait wait, this hot girl! Elizabeth!" A third finger and the final blow, "Your current one, Margaret... pet name? Margy."
"Fuck you!!" Kay lost his temper and charged head first towards Speedy.
Shit!
Apparently, his plan backfired terribly and within seconds, his predatory instinct kicked in.
"You think you're big while talking like that, huh?" He grinded his body against Speedy and pinned back to the shower wall with a strong grip over shoulders. Speedy grunted and struggle under the hard administration but the more he tried, the harder the grip. Eventually, Kay mashed his chest against each other, growling like a feral beast that's about to be unleash; raising chest harder to prove a point, "Think before you talk, pipsqueak. You're no match for me. Just shut your trap and do as I say. I mock you as to my liking and there's nothing you can do about it!"
Speedy bared his rows of pearly white, carnivorous teeth and tried to bite with jaws open wide. Kay was expecting that attack. With sheer force, he planted his forehead against Speedy. This time, the tiger could practically smell the cougar's breath and musk. A few sweats still clung to his body and he was slightly aroused with his position. Basically, it's every male loving dream to be pounced and grinded against another fur who's as muscular as they are; if not, bigger too. At this point, Speedy was beginning to pant but not in fear, rather, arousal.
Naked men, grinding chest with each other and the best part? Both cocks were actually touching! What more could actually turn someone on! Well, except for the fact that Speedy was about to be turned into a mashed potato, or maybe grounded tiger meat. Regardless, he was in deep shit right now and what a way to land into the world of pain; being aroused while being painfully beaten up.
Kay blinked in confusion for a split second before smirking back up.
Oh great, I just gave his a lee way to mock me further. I'm such a stupid tiger! Speedy berated with himself.
"Well, well. What do we have here?" He grinded even harder against both cocks, "You're fucking aroused by this, aren't you? You're such a fag. A natural fag!"
"S-Shut up!"
"No, you shut up!"
Kay dropped his paw from shoulder level, swiftly grabbed against the tiger's cock. Speedy gasped but quickly growled menacingly. Instead of doing anything that involves pain, Kay was actually stroking it! As in... jerking away for a few minutes till it hardens up completely!
Oh shit... oh fuck... ungh... what's he playing at!
"You're such a fag..." The honey brown cougar whispered, "And fags like you must be good at sucking cock..."
At those words, Speedy's eyes bulge open like dinner plates and gasped out loud. Did he actually suggest to suck his cock?! He's got to be joking!
No! I will never suck his cock! Regardless of what the circumstances are! I will not do it in my own will!! NEVER!!
"Go lay down on the ground and die, bastard."
Kay hissed and gave a forceful punch. The tiger squirmed and wrapped both arms against his stomach, slowly descending down to his knees. He felt the pain alright. The excruciating pain! Whimpering like a hurt kitten, Speedy looked up to see a large shadow looming overhead. What, he saw wasn't what he was expecting at all. Once his vision cleared, he blinked once and saw it. Kay's mighty cock was right in between his eyes. A small drop of pre drizzled off from its slit, running down from that beautiful cock head. Wait... beautiful...?
Ungh... no...I won't...
"Suck it, now. Be a good fag and suck it. You'll be rewarded with a whole shit load of cum."
Speedy whimpered even more. He felt humiliated. No, for lack of better words, he had lost his pride. He felt lower than any life form that ever existed in this planet of life. Clamping his mouth shut, he refused to open up. That's when Kay grabbed the tiger's head fur and tugged at it, forcing him to scream in pain.
"Suck it or you'll end up in the hospital. No, scratch that, you'll never see daylight," Kay growled in dominance and slapped his mighty cock against Speedy's nose, earning a whimper of humiliation. "If I feel any bite from your teeth, you're a goner and don't think that I wouldn't do it. Oh, I will, trust me, I fucking will."
I don't have a choice...
Speedy grunted and whimpered lowly. He was merely a slave to the cougar at the moment and there's nothing he could do to turn it around. Looking up, he saw the large cock throbbing at attention. It didn't look so bad... at least; he gets to suck on a big cock before his death. Opening his jaws as wide as possible, Speedy took the head in, eyes clenched tightly, paws gripping against the cougar's muscled thigh to get better stability. Nothing existed in his mind at the moment but to try to finish this off as quickly as he could. It's just the cougar and tiger, both in the shower area, alone and no one else. If this story ever leaked out to the team or worst, to Coach Nelson, this would definitely turn into a disaster area; not to mention him being kicked off from the team itself.
Shaking his head off from all the possibilities of being caught, Speedy tried his level best to make this as swift as possible, to be quick enough to give Kay the right amount of pleasure. The stripped feline flicked his tongue along the length of the cock head before pursing lips against it, suckling like it's a hard lollipop; just the flavor of male musk only. Suckling even harder, the tiger tried to relax his throat before taking in deeper. Head bobbed up and down across the cock length and before he knew it, Kay was moaning deeply. His chest rumbled with pleasure as his shaft was getting the pleasure that it hadn't obtain in such long hours.
Kay scratched over to the tiger's head fur, going along ears affectionately.
Fuck it... He must be thinking that I'm some bitch that he had before, sucking on his cock and doesn't fucking care if it's another male.
"Oh fuck yeah... Margy, you've got such a good mouth....mmm..."
Come on! Cum already!!
"Fuck it...!" Kay opened his eyes and growled, "You're not making me cum that easily!"
Speedy pulled off and gasped in fear. Sitting on the shower floor, his back facing behind those wet tiles. "You're going to suck it good and long like the little faggot that you are."
Instead of protesting, Speedy did as he was told. Licking his lips once more, he willingly opened up and in popped the fat shaft. In and out, in and out. Tongue swirling eagerly, maw began to make lewd sounds of sucking. It increased in a crescendo and before both felines knew what was happening, they were in a perfect rhythm of face fucking. Despite the incredible size that Kay packed, Speedy had no trouble engulfing the cock whole. Heck, he even went as far as to take it all in till his nose buried deep within the cougar's pubic fur. It smelt...good... actually... That's probably because of the scented soap that he used earlier on.
As Speedy sucked harder and harder, Kay was turning feral within seconds. Paws of rubbing and scratching between ears turned into tugs and pulls instead. Bucking his hips forward, his movements got faster and faster, muzzle fucking the poor tiger in defeat. Speedy did nothing to break the torture because he knew that whatever that he's planning, it will backfire. As the cougar humped against the sweet muzzle, his breathing and growling got louder in crescendo. He was clearly enjoying the treatment that his cock was receiving.
"Fucking take that cock, fag. Mmm..." he cooed aloud, "You're doing such a fucking good job sucking on a true man's dick. Feel that? Feel how fat and big it is? This is what a fucking straight guy like me should have. This is what keeps the girls screaming for more. Son of a bitch..."
Stop mocking me!
Speedy tried to punch and claw against Kay's body but most of his efforts were just flailing in mid air. Instead of punching, his paws were slapping against washboard abs. It felt hard as a rock! It felt so hard... so... very hard and beautiful... so....
He's got such a beautiful body... Why does he act like a fucking jerk?
Soon, Speedy was going in with the flow. Paws grope and molest on those chiseled abs, both paws later traveled higher and massaged along those muscular chest, occasionally pinching them nipples. There wasn't anything else to do but to comply with his current situation. Tongue begins to lap and suckle warmly against the head, like a little kitten nursing on its mother's breast for milk. That's what he was doing.
Kay looked down and saw how eager his bitch got, smirking to himself as if he had won the final goal for his team. "Suck harder, fag... suck it all in... I'm going to shoot my load and you're going to guzzle it all up."
All the tiger responded were mere grunts and moans, mixed with whines of discomfort. After a few moments of caressing his upper torso, Speedy went south and slowly played with those hefty ball sacs. Whatever he was packing under them balls, it must have been loads because they practically felt like a pair of barbells! They were THAT heavy!
Kay felt the tiger's passion against his ball sac, "They are heavy alright. Like I said, you're going to be fed with creamy man seed and you're going to fucking love it. Oh this is too good to pass up one. A fucking straight stud like me, muzzle fucking and dominating a fag like you. This is priceless. You fucking little piece of male lover!"
The cougar humped all the way in till Speedy was buried deep within his pubic fur. He didn't let go. No, he did not. "Use your tongue!" He commanded.
Speedy did as he was told, in fear of receiving something far worst. Tongue lapped and coiled against the length of it, drool dripped from the side but he tried to hold it in. Thank goodness for the much needed practice of deep-throating! If he didn't, he must have gagged really hard and vomited at the spot itself! Breathing seemed to be a chore to the tiger at this moment now. The other feline's phallus acted like a stopper in his throat, unable to breath in his much needed air. Paw slapped against thigh, trying to signal his desperation for air but Kay was far too deep into his own world to realize what was happening.
Adrenaline is a mighty tool if one could muster just the right amount of power. With a forceful push, Speedy managed to pull that massive cock out, letting it drip with saliva. Chest heaved up and down, inhaling as much air as his dire lungs yearn for. Gazing upwards, he saw Kay's disappointed look.
"Here I thought you'd be a pro by now," paw stroked against cock, shuddering with immense pleasure, "Damn you did a good number on my cock. I can't believe how wonderful it is to be sucked by a fag! Far better than any female that I've fucked." This time, he growled hard, "Don't even think that for a second, I'm going to go gay like you. I have no interest in other guys than them being my hang out buddies and friends. Now finish what you started."
Kay slapped Speedy with his shaft, demonstrating his pure dominance of an 'alpha' like attitude, over a low lying 'omega'. He just loves it, to be the one in control. He doesn't stop for a moment to think, at all! Gripping by the head of the tiger with his right paw, he directed the whimpering feline to his cock, demanding it to be licked. Meanwhile, left paw pawing away like his life depended on it. The cougar squeezed as hard as he could, milking more pre to smear along his submissive bitch's lips, where he lapped eagerly.
There wasn't a moment to lose. Kay was on the brink of bursting and that was what he did. Tongue rolled to the side, biceps and triceps clenched tightly as his paw stroked away. Ball sac churned with excitement as they pulled upwards, indicating all those pent up release. Before long, the cougar was panting and moaning loudly. He was trying to keep it down but clearly, he wasn't trying hard enough because by the end of blowjob, Kay was letting off a thunderous roar that practically shook the whole building. His screams and roars of release reverberated through the air as jets of cum splattered to Speedy's face. Opening his mouth like an obedient little kitten, the stripped tiger did as he was told.
Tongue slurped as much cum as he could, swallow the ones that he had gathered up. Soon, the cougar's cock was pushed deep into Speedy's throat, pouring hot cum down his esophagus. Nothing had prepared him for this action! Heck! Not even years of cock swallow could prepare him for this. It felt like an eternity before the cumming subsided. It was trickling through its slit and from above, Kay shuddered and moaned blissfully. Eyes dilated over and muscles began to relax.
"Fuck.... Damn... shit...!" He swore without a hint of shame, "That was on heck of a load I just gave you. I'm sure you liked it, fag. Don't you? I know you did."
Speedy had had enough of his rough actions. Muzzle pulled away from the limping cock, the tiger licked and wiped the remaining cum. It was delicious, he had to admit. Gulping down cum was one of the best part of fucking but the way Kay did it; it wasn't for the sheer pleasure of it. Instead, it was forceful rather than just pure mating.
Trying to gather his composure, Speedy slowly stood up with shaky legs, paws groping and gripping on to the walls for stability. Kay looked at the broken tiger, a smirk and grin carved upon his muzzle. "You're doing good fag. We'll have to do this another time, you know?"
He turned and walked off, showing off his tail, swishing left and right, enticing the tiger to pounce forward, to just rape that fucking cougar off but he knew all too well that that wouldn't work. Speedy looked down in shame. However, what he noticed below made him growl for his stupidity. Despite the horrible situation that he had encountered, his shaft had its own way of thinking.
Gripping and wrapping a paw over it, he gasped away, moaning and lurching body forward. Pleasure began to spike into his system and the images of him sucking Kay off was pushing him into a mix spiral of emotions. It was pleasure but yet, the feel of hatred lingered at the side of it. The turmoil of feelings that the tiger felt in his heart was pushing him to the edge; both under the urge of cumming and screaming.
Strokes were moving rapidly, masturbating as hard as he could; wanting to finish what he had started. Body quaked in pleasure, breathing got heavy as he panted like a tired canine, tongue slipped from lips and saliva dripped from its glands, trailing to tip of tongue. Every muscle in his body was screaming for release, to release his pent up desires tension. Anger, hatred, pleasure, sex; all churned into one bowl of utterly despiteful concoction.
Before he knew it, his cock complied with what his body yearned for: release.
Jets after jets of cum splattered on the ground, painting with it with his male seed. It felt so good! To just let it all go.... To just give in to his desires. Oh, the wonderful pleasure... hitting through all his senses... perfectly in line...
Fuck...fuck...fuck...FUCK!!!
"GRAGGGHHHHH!!!!"
The minutes went by; total silence lingered between the locker room and shower area. Sooner or later, the janitor would come in to close the lights and checked through every section before closing up. Kay slammed the locker door. Perking his ears up, he tried to listen if Speedy was anywhere around. All he heard were incoherent pants.
He's such a fucking fag.
The cougar went back to the showers while slinging his gym bag over shoulders. What he saw gave him another reason to mock the pride fallen tiger.
Speedy sat there, panting from all the exertion. Cum was all over his face and he knew all too well whom they belong to. The floor, however, wasn't his. Looking up again, Kay made eye contact with him.
Those eyes... they were red with a burning desire of revenge. Teeth bore off slightly, saliva dripped from the side of his muzzle, animalistic instinct began kicking in; the urge to kill prominent in them. Still, the honey brown coated feline wasn't intimated at all.
"Recover, my good bitch. You're going to get another one in time to come."
He turned, and left without a word.
Speedy got up slowly, both fist clenched into a ball, crunching up bones as he did so. With that, the powerful tiger let loose a thunderous roar, filling the whole area with it. Chairs shook slightly, windows nearly cracked into pieces but they stayed intact. However, the roar was cut short with a sniff.
He went down on all fours, both knees and paws on the ground, sniffing away in shame.
What happened... why did I give in to my own lust... why did I do it...? This wouldn't have happened if I quit soccer!!
"Soccer SUCKS!!"
A punch to the ground was followed, emphasizing him point, letting out his pent up anger. There wasn't anything that he could do at the moment; nothing at all. He was put up to the mercy of the cougar and he actually liked it. It was rape! But... how could it be classified as rape when he actually liked it. His cock was the ultimate evidence that he enjoyed it.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. It shook Speedy up from his shattered heart. Slowly gazing upwards, he saw someone that should have been gone hours ago, even after his goodbyes. Getting up slowly, trying to gain some pride and self-esteem, he puffed his chest out, balling up fist.
The two figures looked at each other, none uttering a word.
"I know how you can get back to Kay," he spoke, "You have to trust me."
"Why?" Speedy questioned suspiciously.
"Because I want to."
The stripped feline shook his head, looking to the side. "You saw what happened, huh?"
"Yes and I know that it hurts. So, I want to make this into something that will get back to him, for you. Also..." The figure threw a soccer ball back to Speedy and he managed to catch it in time with his feline reflexes, "Soccer do sucks."
Yay! Done! Well, only the first chapter. The next might take a little while longer since my assignmets kept piling up as high as a mountain. Anyways, R&R!! I need them cause you get cookies and sweety stuff and cuddles and and and and... and stuff that you want to do to a feline. :D
Also, all characters belong to FastSpeedy. so does the story line actually. I'm just his writer.