Clone Confusion
Saw a pic a long time ago and it inspired me to write this.
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff:
It was an extremely awkward moment. Joshua stood there with one eye raised, staring at the tall, scrawny wolf with brown fur across from him. Looking at the short wolf in the business suit right next to him he shouted, "You cloned me! What the fuck were you thinking?!" He watched as the clone of himself covered his ears, shrinking back and running his paw tips through his long, messy hair; the only thing that was different between the two considering Joshua was sporting a short Mohawk.
Charles, his dad, ran his paw over the back of his neck, "I thought this would go a lot better. Josh...it's in the name of science..."
"I don't care if it's in the name of Buddha, its fucking creepy!" Joshua shouted.
"Keep your voice down...you're scaring him..." his dad said through clenched teeth. "Josh, the only way were going to get through this is if you help. Why don't you look at him as a little brother or something?"
Joshua looked to his clone who had finally taken his paws off his ears. Still a little timid, the other Joshua tried to give as much of a friendly smile that he could. Joshua flinched, eyeing this exact copy of him wearing white medical pants and a blue t-shirt that was obviously too small for him. Growling furiously, Joshua walked away with his fists balled. "His name is Cory...by the way." his dad tried to say.
All throughout his hurried life, Josh didn't make life easy for Cory. His dad had made arrangements for Corry to go to his school; Cory's mind having been accelerated to a tenth grade level. He was constantly bumping into him; making him drop his books. And because he was a clone, everyone stared at him awkwardly; avoiding him and making him feel left out. It was only so often that a polite teacher or a student helped him out.
It wasn't just his social problems that were bothering him either. Cory often found himself rushing to the bathroom. It was always the same thing. He usually burst into the bathroom, looking around to make sure no one was there. Undoing his pants, he'd whimper as he pressed his head against the back wall of one of the stalls. His overwhelmed moans would fill the bathroom as he took his aching shaft into his paw, furiously stroking as its tip dripped excessive amounts of pre into the white toilet bowl beneath. Jaw hanging open, his knees buckling, he would give a blissful cry, trying to suppress it by covering his muzzle as he came and came hard in and all over the toilet seat. Puberty...had drastically caught up with him...
A few nights later, Cory quietly slipped out of the bed that his father had placed in Josh's room. He glanced over his shoulder as he went to his brother's computer, narrowing his eyes when he accidently bumped the mouse and the bright screen popped on. Making sure Josh was sound asleep one last time; Cory clicked on the one source of reliable information...the internet. As words, images, and videos flashed before Cory's eyes, his brother didn't hear the constant sounds of sex because Josh's head was buried in his pillows.
A few days later, as Josh was taking a shower, he heard the door slowly open. "Cory? When there was no answer, he quickly demanded, "Cory?!" Annoyed, he tossed back the shower curtain. He stumbled back a little, seeing his clone standing there face to face with him in a towel; his hair had been cut. "What the fuck man?!" he said, grabbing his heart. Calming down a little, he rolled his eyes as he asked, "What, what do you want?"
"Are you almost done?" Cory asked calmly, crossing his arms.
Josh hesitated, "Um...yeah..." He was a little shocked; never have seeing Cory take that kind of stance before.
Cory grinned, "Your friend Dave is coming over later..."
Josh raised a brow, "Yeah...so...?"
Before Josh could finish, Cory cut in, "...you know what Josh, I don't think I'm your clone..."
Josh was confused, "What are you talking about? Of course you are, you're just like me..." He was completely caught off guard when Corey grabbed him by the muzzle and the side of his head before smacking it into the tile wall behind him. Cory was genetically altered to be a lot stronger. It was only seconds before Josh fell to the ground, his head spinning as the world started to fade out as he looked up at Cory.
"...I'm your evil clone...Josh!"
There was a throbbing in Josh's head. But as he slowly started to wake, he cried into the big, red ball that was strapped between his muzzle; feeling an intense pressure deep in his ass. Frantically he looked around, whimpering when he realized he had been stuffed in his closet, the two double doors in front of him slightly cracked, giving him only a good view of his bed. Each time he tried to move forward, he felt the leather straps around his ankles and thighs tighten before he was forced to fall back on the long, thick dildo lodged in his hole. He nearly gagged because of the leash attached to the collar around his neck, worked around the metal pole that held up his clothes. Trying so hard to move, he was forced to drool as he felt the intense pressure pushing at his prostate, digging into the leather binding his wrists behind his back because it hurt and embarrassingly felt good at the same time; his knotted cock bouncing and dripping pre between his legs.
The sound of a door opening caught his attention. His heart sank when he heard his voice say, "Dave, hey man!"
Then it was Dave's voice that said, "Why are you shouting...?"
"No reason...can I get you something to drink?"
For the next half hour, Josh struggled as he heard nothing but the TV downstairs. He was constantly trying to free himself, but his own body was working against him. Falling against the back wall in his closet, he started to cry from the frustration; his body was tired and his ass ached from the massive dildo poking at his insides. It wasn't until the door to his room slammed open and two bodies passed in front of the closet, did Josh try again.
Josh saw his friend Dave being carried by Cory. "I don't...feel so...hot..." Josh started to breathe heavily as he watched the toned mountain lion collapse on his bed; drooling on his pecs beneath his white, sweat stained t-shirt. When Dave's head finally collapsed on the pillow, Cory slowly turned around. There was a twisted smile on his face as he lowered a black webcam down on the nightstand next to the bed. With a few key strokes and the click of the mouse, the camera's recording light came on.
Walking over to the other side of the room, Cory disappeared and the only thing Josh could hear was some rustling through Cory's dresser. The next time his clone came around, Josh cried out past the gag again, struggling as he saw Cory approaching Dave; wearing nothing but a gray beater while stroking his lubed up cock in one paw with the bottle in the other. He could only watch as his clone pulled down his best friend's sports shorts; exposing the jockstrap that hugged both of Dave's tan butt cheeks.
Surprisingly, as Cory uncapped the bottle of lube and let its contents drip onto Dave's exposed, tight pucker, the jock gasped, groggily gripping the bed sheets around him. Cory looked at the webcam and gave a wide grin as he tossed the bottle way; rapidly jerking his big, throbbing cock so that the viewers could hear the loud smacking sounds of the lube. Adjusting on the bed, Josh's clone reached out and grabbed hold of Dave's big hips; raising the big cat's ass into the air. Dave was damn near compliant through the whole thing; drooling on Josh's pillow. Getting onto the tips of his toes, Cory took the base of his cock before teasingly swirling it around Dave's lubed up pucker...and then driving it in!
Dave's body naturally jerked and he grunted into the pillow as Cory forcibly wedged his cock all the way up to the knot. The cougar managed to dig his claws into the bed, but that was all the strength he could muster as he took the abuse the wolf was dishing into his aching, virgin ass. Cory sucked through his teeth, licking his lips as he raised his paw and gave Dave's ass a smack with his wet, lubed up fingertips. Josh watched in terror as his best friend was being date raped by his clone; all while the green recording light flashed on the webcam on the nightstand.
Dave started to moan, feeling dazed and confused as his ass was pulled higher into the air; his raging barbed cock straining against the front of his jockstrap. His moans started to draw out as Cory really started to slam into him, leaning forward and pushing his head further into the pillow. "Come on Dave...everyone wants to see your face..." the wolf growled, turning Dave's dumb, drugged, drooling, sex driven face towards the webcam.
The fucking grew rougher as Cory felt his knot growing fatter, feeling Dave's reddish, raw hole tugging at it. Finally, with one harsh push, Cory started to whimper and moan as he dug his cock deep, grinding away at the cougar's prostate as his knot swelled inside Dave's juicy rim. "Oh...fuck.....me..." Dave moaned, thick cum seeping through his jockstrap as Cory reached down to stroke him through the sweaty, musky underwear. Cory grunted, reaching behind and harshly buggering his hole with his padded middle finger as he pumped load after load of hot jizz into Josh's best friend...
Cory gave one last satisfied moan before reaching over to the webcam and hitting the off switch. He had to wait another fifteen minutes before he was able to slip his cum soaked cock out of the cougar's tight ass; making sure to make his cock jump so that Dave moaned like a good bitch the entire time he waited. Cory wiped his cock along the big cat's ass, an amused smile on his muzzle as Dave's stretched hole flowed with his watery jizz. He then stumbled off the bed, hitting a few keys on the computer before making his way to the closet.
Josh grunted as he was harshly dragged out of the closet by the leash; his shins and knees getting rug burn on the carpet. Looking up at Cory with tearful, hate filled eyes, he coughed when the gag was removed. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" he shouted. But he was suddenly silenced by the fat, wet cock that slapped him across the face; smelling of cum and sweat...
"Oh Josh, I'm not even done yet..." Corey then walked over to the webcam and adjusted it so that it focused solely on Josh's face. As the recording light came on and Corey allowed his spent cock to hover in front of his brother, "I promise...this one will stay between us..."
End.