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Brandon sighed for the ninth time today as he tried not to think about the fight he and his best friend had just had almost a week ago. The pain of their little spat was still fresh in the kangaroo's mind though, preventing even the subtle 'click-clack' of his fingers typing over the keys of his keyboard from distracting him from the lingering thoughts that tried to eat away at him. It really didn't help anything that for the past several night Brandon had been constantly having nightmares of what fate had befallen Kyle, the hyena having turned off his cell phone to keep anyone from calling him.

The roo knew that he had to have sent the other almost thirty voicemails, some pleading, others outright demanding, as Brandon wanted to know where the hyena had disappeared to.

Of course, he hadn't received a response from the other...

'It's not your fault, Brandon,' The roo consoled himself mentally. 'Kyle's a grown man. He can make his own decisions. He doesn't need you worrying over him,' The fact that the 'yena had not been seen or heard from since there little spat had made Brandon a nervous wreck and it was starting to show in his work.

"Brandon," A familiar voice bellowed throughout the office building making several heads pop up.

"Sir," The kangaroo dreaded what this could be about.

"My office," Brandon didn't bother to protest as he pulled himself away from his desk to begin that long walk to the front.

Having not told the boss that the hyena had run off somewhere after the two of them had words... it was something the roo had been trying to put off though it seemed that wasn't going to keep for much longer.

Various eyes and numerous whispers floated throughout the identical cubicles the roo walked passed, all of them saying the same things they had over the past couple of days, however, Brandon ignored them all in favor of stepping into the office of the red panda that owned the company where he worked.

"Have a seat," A black paw waved at one of the twin leather chairs placed together in front of the cherry wood desk a certain three foot four panda was seated behind.

Brandon took the one on the left, his larger frame filling out the small chair to the max as his tail drooped over his thigh.

"Alright, you know what I want to hear, so let's have it," For someone who barely came up to his navel, Mr. Montague had a depth to his personality that made the other man seem almost larger than life.

Brandon sighed, much more heavily than he had before, as he retold the tale of what had happened between himself and his best friend, all the while the red panda in front of him looked on with unblinking brown eyes. Once he finished though,

"Alright." The panda said as he pulled himself over to where his laptop was sitting in front of him.

Brandon waited for the other shoe to drop.

"Take a couple of days off to get your head on straight while I file the paperwork to terminate Kyle's employment," Montague said with almost casual disdain lining his voice.

"Sir," The roo wasn't sure what to think as he blinked hazel eyes at his employer.

"Obviously, whatever's going on with you and Kyle is affecting your work." The red panda began, his fingers going to his own mini-laptop as he began to pull up the termination files he needed to submit to the IRS. "Because you're such a good employee I'm going to give you a couple days off so that you can get everything in order with yourself and your household," Montague knew that Brandon and Kyle had been sharing a flat since they had filed the same address when applying for work. "I wanted you back here, in good spirits, after that time though, otherwise..." The red panda left the statement open to give the roo a clear understanding of what the consequences would be if his expectations weren't met.

"Yes, sir. Thank you," Brandon pulled himself up from out of the somewhat uncomfortable chair and then turned on his heel to go about his way.

Right before he got to the door separating Montague's office from the front,

"And Brandon," The kangaroo turned to gaze listlessly back at his employer. "I'm sorry, for whatever that's worth."

"I appreciate that," The roo muttered before making his way out.

When Brandon returned back to his desk the roo switched off his laptop, saving what little he had worked on, and then grabbed his coat in readiness to go home. Since Kyle had been the only one between them to have a car the kangaroo was forced to take the bus to work, something Brandon had come to hate, especially as the temperature began to drop with the coming winter season.

'Maybe I should call Marcus and see if can pick me up,' Brandon knew that his boyfriend wasn't working this week because of some situation he was facing at home, but right now the roo really just needed someone to talk to.

Pulling out his cell, Brandon was slightly startled to find his caller ID registering Marcus' name as his phone began to vibrate.

"H-hello," Brandon called back shakily after he flipped open the top of his cellular device.

"Hey, hun, are you alright?" Marcus' normally cheery voice was masked by a hint of worry as he spoke to his boyfriend.

"Y-...no." Brandon didn't feel like putting up a front as he walked out of the building where he worked out onto the cold street; a stray wind bit at his naked feet making the roo shiver as he hugged an arm around himself for warmth.

Silence hung around Kyle like a heavy cloud before the coyote chose to continue speaking,

"...it's about Kyle, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I don't know what to do," The roo whimpered as a small sob began to rise up within his chest.

"...I'm on my way to come and see you. Are you still at work?" The sound of a car door closing in the background made Brandon smile.

"I just got...put on leave for a while. I'm standing outside on my way to the bus stop," Brandon looked down the street and found it as about as empty as he expected given that it was still only ten-thirty in the morning.

"Go to the restaurant where we met. I'll pick you up there,"

"Kay, love you," Brandon whispered.

"Love you too, hiphop," Marcus chuckled before ending the call before his boyfriend could fuss at him.

Brandon really hated that nickname.

Closing his cell phone and then stuffing it into his pocket, the roo turned and made his way across the street. The little dinning establishment where he and Marcus had first met was about a half a block away.

*******

"Hey," The strong, velvety voice of a certain tanned coyote called from behind him making Brandon rotate his left ear.

"Hey yourself," The roo put down the cup of coffee he was busy sipping on in favor of standing up to hug the massive wall of canine that was his boyfriend.

The two stood for several seconds just holding one another, the workers at the restaurant casually turning their gazes away as they busied themselves with something else.

After almost a minute of breathing in the warm, earthy scent that belonged to Marcus, which helped to calm the roo more than the java did, Brandon found himself once again very much grateful for having someone like the coyote in his life, especially now of all times.

"Why don't we go to your place to relax for a bit. I think I have just what you need to make you feel better," Marcus rumbled as his hands slowly made their way down Brandon's slim frame until his fingers clenched around firm roo butt.

Brandon murred at the feeling of those powerful digits kneading his taut bubble butt at the same time his massive tail curled around Marcus' wide frame in an effort to pull the other man closer into his embrace.

"Y-yeah," The kangaroo grabbed his coat, leaving a tip for the waitress who had been so kind to him during his short stay, and then the two were off on their way.

Once they got into Marcus' truck Brandon settled himself inside of the plush leather seat and allowed the warm scent of coyote musk filling up his nose to continue relaxing him.

"You know," Marcus began after starting up the truck, the rumble of engine sounding almost like a growl in the roo's ears.

"What?"

"I know it's a tough thing for you to think over, but do you think that, maybe, Kyle ran off with somebody and was just too embarrassed to tell you?" Marcus winced as the kangaroo whipped his head around to glare at him.

"If that was a joke, it wasn't funny," Brandon instantly felt his good mood evaporate.

"No, no, I'm serious." Marcus hurried to make his point. "Someone I know was telling me that they had seen a 'swishy looking hyena' coming around the Vermillion just a few days before you and Kyle got into it. I'm just saying that maybe he found someone he liked there and decided to...I don't know, run off with them?"

Brandon opened his mouth to berate the coyote, firmly believing that there was no way in hell that his straight friend would run off with someone without telling him, right before he thought back to Kyle's strange change in habits...not to mention attire.

At first, Brandon wasn't sure what to think as he noticed Kyle taking on a more...sultry attitude after he had gone to the new gay club that had opened up down the street. The collar, arm warmers and leg warms the hyena had decided to wear around the house had seemed like a good change for his normally painfully straight roommate, but after Kyle had started to wear the collar to work, the roo had become somewhat worried. Of course, when he made mention of it to Kyle the hyena had simply brushed him off, saying that it wasn't anything to worry over.

And like a good friend, Brandon had believed him.

However, after the hyena made his little disappearing act the kangaroo wasn't sure what to think.

"...he couldn't have." Brandon said more to himself than to his boyfriend. "I mean, it's just isn't in Kyle's nature to do something like that."

"Are you sure?" The coyote's words spun a cord of doubt within the roo's mind.

"Kyle's straight,"

"If what my sources had to say was true, I don't think so." Marcus pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex where Brandon lived but didn't cut off the engine just yet. "It's just here say, but it sounds like Kyle was hugging up to quite a couple of guys at the Vermillion. One person even said that someone dragged the hyena off by that collar he was wearing."

That made Brandon whip his head around to stare wide eyed at Marcus.

"You don't think that..."

It was impossible.

"Probably? I mean, what if, just pretend with me for a second, what if Kyle found himself wanting to come out and ended up meeting someone he really could fall for?" Marcus' piercing green eyes seemed to bore holes into Brandon's soul as he looked into the hazel orbs of his boyfriend.

"But...Kyle...he never...he would have told me something like that..." Having known him almost all of their life, Brandon expected to know almost everything about the hyena.

"You did say that he disappeared for a few days and when he came back you and he got into a fight? Maybe he wanted to tell you then?"

Brandon turned his head to look down into his lap. His fingers were clenched into tight knit fists as he tried to find some reason as to why his boyfriend was wrong.

None came though.

A flip of the key in the ignition shut off the truck and soon a warm arm pulled the kangaroo into a familiar embrace.

"Look, I don't want to upset you, but if Kyle was in trouble he'd call, right?"

Brandon nodded at that.

"So obviously he's not in trouble. Maybe he's just...with somebody and he's waiting for the right time to come out and tell you,"

"But,"

"Hey, let's not let it take you someplace you don't want to go." The coyote muttered as he licked his broad tongue along the shell of his roo's ear. "I just wanted to give you some food for thought."

Brandon was silent for several minutes as he nuzzled himself into the larger male's chest.

"Thanks," As his eyes closed to keep them from tearing up, Brandon hiccuped as he thought over what was going on with his best friend.

"Come on, it's getting cold out here." Marcus opened the driver's side door and then wrapped his arms around the slim roo. "Let me get you inside so I can warm you up,"

Brandon giggled as he knew what his muscular coyote was trying to say.

"Alright," Brandon figured that he'd worry over Kyle more later on when he was by himself. Right now though,

"Hey!" The kangaroo giggled as he was bodily dragged out of the truck and then swept into the unfailing embrace of his hunky boyfriend.

******

Almost an hour later Brandon was busy panting quietly as he pulled himself off of Marcus' lap. The sticky strings of come dripping down the sides of his distended pucker made the roo murr happily as he felt that wonderful full sensation course through his entire body.

"Glad I...could make you...feel better," Marcus panted as he smirked while looking up at his lover.

"So...am I," Brandon whispered before leaning down to plant a chaste kiss into his boyfriend's lips.

Tongues rolling together as they battled one another Marcus tried to ignore the throbbing of his own cock as his body tried to get erect once more. After three times already the roo didn't think he wanted to know if he had it in him for a fourth round.

"How about," Brandon said as he pulled away from Marcus' lips. "We go and take a shower and then pop in a movie?"

"Aww, don't you want to go for another round?" The coyote teased as he ground his manhood into the cleft of the kangaroo's thoroughly soaked rump.

"Another round and I don't think I'll be able to walk later on," Brandon warned as he already felt his legs turning into jelly.

"I can carry you around, no problem," Brandon groaned as he knew that Marcus would seriously try and do that.

"Shower,"

"Alright, alright." The two got up from off of the musky bed to make their way over to the bathroom, Marcus' hand firmly planted onto the roo's rump as he massaged his fingers along the distended hole he had just plundered.

"Cut that out," Brandon snickered as he bopped the tip of his tail into his boyfriend's nose.

An hour later found the two sitting in the living room watching tv together, Brandon lying in the lap of his boyfriend as Marcus busied himself with stroking along the lines of the fuzzy lavender tail warmer Brandon had chosen to wear.

"These look cute on you," Marcus quipped as he stared down at his boyfriend with his green eyes twinkling in laughter.

"Thanks, Kyle bought them for me, though I don't know why," the hyena had never worn arm warmers or the like before so it had come as somewhat of a shock to Brandon to see his longtime friend starting to wear them around the house.

"Hmm," Marcus murmured, his eyes focused on something Brandon couldn't see. "Hey, want to watch a porno I got?"

"What?" That actually made the roo turned his head up to stare at his boyfriend in confusion.

"Yeah, a guy I know is into making them with a...friend of his," Marcus chuckled as he watched Brandon do the goldfish at him.

"How can you want to see porn after just having sex?"

"I think it might be educational for you,"

"Meaning,"

"Just let me put it in and you'll see,"

Brandon thought about it for a minute before deciding that he didn't really know what to think.

"Ok, I guess,"

"Cool. Lift up." Marcus easily rolled the kangaroo off of himself and then went to go and get his pants, the two had chosen to forge clothing in favor of walking around the house naked after they got out of the shower. Given the cool weather though, this would have normally seemed like a bad idea, however, Brandon decided that, screw the bill, he wanted to be naked and comfortable with his lover in his home.

A minute or two later found Marcus was fiddling around with Brandon's entertainment set as he tried to figure out how to pop the disc he had been carrying around with him into the DVD player.

"I think you're going to like this," The coyote chuckled after getting everything situated.

"Uh-huh," Brandon was still not sure what to think, especially after Marcus had turned the lights off and covered the patio door with the curtains.

"Just watch, you'll see," The coyote chuckled as he sat back side his lover.

A blue screen popped up over the flat screen a second afterwards.

A few minutes later what looked like the inside of someone's basement flickered onto the screen. The video, or rather the room the movie was shot in, was dimly lit so it was hard to see just exactly what was going on at first. The strike of a match being lit followed the shadowy silhouette of someone moving around the room lighting previously unseen candles. When the unknown person finished lighting the last candle Brandon gaped in awe as he watched an almost mirror image of Marcus walk in front of the camera wearing a tight fitting leather harness, black biker hat and assless chaps.

The roo snapped his head around hard enough to make his neck hurt as he stared in shock at his boyfriend.

"Shh, no, it's not me." Marcus chuckled as looked down into Brandon's bewildered hazel eyes. "Just keep watching and you'll understand,"

Brandon slowly turned his face back around so that he could watch what happened next.

Once he did however, the roo found himself lifting an eyebrow as he noted a somewhat familiar form hanging from a harness attached to the basement's ceiling.

"Wake up, little one," The other, who just so happened to be masked with a leather muzzle, blinked and then began wagging his long black and silver tail at the look-a-like coyote. "I've got something new planned for you today," The person so much didn't ask the slim looking twink of a canine, at least, Brandon assumed the other was a canine from the long bushy tail the other had waving behind him, the rounded ears almost made the muzzled person look like...

A happy whimper filled the tv screen as the male hanging from the ceiling began to hump the air.

"That's a good boy," The unnamed coyote moved away from the camera's view to head over somewhere Brandon couldn't see.

"Who's the..." The roo began to ask.

"Shhh, you'll see," Marcus said as he moved his hand down to rub along the length of his boyfriend's tailhole. "Whoops, hold on," Marcus paused the movie right as the other coyote on the screen began to walk back with something in his hand. "I need to go and get something from the truck,"

"Don't you need some clothes, first?" Brandon asked worriedly as he noted his boyfriend about to go out into the hall with just his cream colored fur on.

"Nah," And then the other was gone out the door.

Brandon couldn't believe the balls his boyfriend possessed, though he had come to realize that Marcus was something of a rebel in his own right.

Turning to look back at the screen, the kangaroo tried to figure out just what it was about the muzzled canine in the video that bothered him so much. From the look of him Brandon was sure that they had never met. Not with the other being covered in silver and black spots all across his tanned fur. The amber eyes seemed almost hauntingly familiar, but the roo didn't think he remembered anyone having pure golden eyes.

Kyle's were dark brown.

A minute later the door to the apartment flew open as a shivering Marcus rushed inside.

"Holy shit its cold!!!" The coyote let his teeth chatter for a second to show that he wasn't joking.

"I did warn you," Brandon shook his head ruefully as he gazed sympathetically up at the larger male.

"Yeah, you did," And just like magic, Marcus was back to his usual self.

"What was so important for you to get, anyway?" The black book bag that the coyote was holding looked unfamiliar to the roo.

"Just something I thought would help to spice up our love life," Marcus walked over to where Brandon was still sitting, dropped the bag onto the floor and then knelt down to open it.

What was inside made Brandon's jaw drop.

"Y-you...went outside...to get a bunch of dildos???" The roo was so flabbergasted that he couldn't hold in his astonishment as he watched various colored phallic toys capriciously placed inside of the black carrier stare up at him.

He was sure he didn't remember his mas...lover having told him about those before now.

"Yeah, well, the guy on the video and I are really cool so he let me borrow some of his stuff," Marcus said before he flopped back onto the sofa to wrap an arm around the roo's shoulder. "I thought we could use these while we watched the video."

"Why?" Brandon tipped his head up to look at his boyfriend with a cautious eye.

"You know, roleplay," Marcus smirked, his pearly white fangs shining in the darkness of the room in an almost predatorily way.

Brandon looked a bit concerned when his boyfriend didn't say anymore, "Are you...sure about this," Looking back down at some of the toys the roo noted that some of them were a bit on the big side. "I mean,"

"Trust me," Marcus said simply.

At that Brandon felt most if not all of his worries melt away. "Alright, I guess," The roo was instantly grappled into a bear-sized hug as his boyfriend nuzzled along the side of his neck lovingly.

"You won't regret it, I promise,"

The roo could only smile back at that.

"What should I do," Brandon asked once Marcus released him.

A minute found the roo laid flat across Marcus' legs, rump stuck up into the air while the coyote rubbed his lube slicked fingers along the cleft of his ass.

"We'll do it just like in the video, that way, you'll be able to both see and feel everything going on," Marcus didn't let Brandon get another word in as he used his other hand to press PLAY on the remote to resume the DVD.

"Don't worry, Brandon, I won't hurt you," Marcus said honestly.

The other coyote, moving up behind the bound canine, did the same as Marcus was doing as he popped open the canister of lube he was carrying, dipped his meaty fingers into the viscous gel, and then brought thoroughly covered hand up so that he could rub the gel all along the nameless hyena's rear end.

"Don't worry, pet, I won't hurt you," The other coyote echoed Marcus' words.

Both the canine and roo whimpered as they felt deft fingers press into their individual rumps at the same time.

Rolling their fingers around inside of their little lovers, the two coyotes eased the tight rings of muscles open with several cautious jabs of their fingers. It took several minutes, and two extra fingers, before both submissive males were ready for the next step, however, by this time both Brandon and the bound canine on the screen were panting and shaking like mad as sweat pooled all across their naked forms. The feel of those thick digits rolling along the length of their prostates made the roo and canine hump along the couch/air, respectively, although Brandon got more enjoyment out of the sensation as his cock wasn't bound the same as the nameless canine's. The silver cock cage wrapped around the hanging male's sheath prevented the other's cock from growing more than a half inch before the press of metal forced the nameless canine's erection back into its furry holster.

"Good boy," Both coyote's said before the moved to grab a small sized dildo.

For Brandon, the feeling of having such a small toy gently pressed inside of him was somewhat unimpressive especially as he had just had Marcus' cock ramming through his backdoor not more than half an hour ago, but for the canine on screen it was something much more sensational. The sight of the smaller male's pink pucker flowering around the cream colored silicone made Brandon wonder if the other had never been penetrated before.

The care his master was using in opening him seemed to validate this fact as the other coyote slowly pumped the toy into the nameless canine rear with almost agonizing slowness.

"There, there now," The coyote on screen began, "We have to make sure to stretch you out before we get to the bigger toys, little guy," The nameless canine whimpered as a heavy hand moved around to play with his low hanging balls. The warm caress of that gentle looking hand along those fuzzy peach sized orbs made Brandon somewhat envious until he felt a familiar hand grace his own scrotum.

Several minutes of the four inch long, two inch wide toys pumping inside of their submissive mates' tailholes later the two coyote pulled the small dildos out and then replaced them with slightly longer rubber phalluses. At the feel of the new insertion however, Brandon was forced to hiss as his body was opened up in a way only his lover's cock had done before. Meanwhile, on screen, the nameless canine yipped and shivered as lighting streaked a path up his slim form.

"There, there now," Both coyotes said at the same time, "It's only going to get better from this point on, so be good and relax for me,"

Both Brandon and the nameless canine groaned as they tried to loosen their throbbing tailholes.

Minutes later several more inches of rubber found itself delving deep into the shaking forms of the two whimpering males.

The extra added inches were enough to make both receptive males gasp and hiss as they found their rectums being penetrated much deeper than they had before, though still, Brandon was able to adjust much more quickly than the hanging canine. This was probably do to the fact that there was still goopy coyote cum rolling around inside of the marsupial's rear. Thankfully for Brandon, The thick spooge helped to ease the toy up through the roo's anal passage as Marcus furiously drove the fake cock back and forth through his little lover.

"Do you like it," Marcus quietly whispered, his muzzle a bare centimeter away from the roo's twitching ear.

Brandon could only moan as he felt the toy hammer into the tight bundle of nerves hidden inside of him.

"I asked you a question," Marcus' words were laced with a bite of steel that made the roo nod his head.

With his eyes were clenched tightly from the sensations thundering through him Brandon failed to see the almost wicked smirk rise up across his master's face.

On screen the other coyote pulled the medium sized dildo out of the hanging canine's behind and then moved off to get a bigger one. Marcus followed suit, though he took his time as he let his gaze linger on the cum slick hole which was seeped the leftover dribbles of his semen out from in between its depths. His cock, like Brandon's, was straining from its sheath up against the roo's belly, but the coyote resolved to control himself until his little slut was ready for his first real breeding.

Once they were ready to continue, both coyotes pressed the tips of the twelve inch long, six inch wide dildos into their pets' tailholes, leaving the rest outside until they heard the two submissive males moan in want.

"You ready, little slut," The two coyotes asked at the same time, both smirking together at one another as they shared a look into the tv/camera respectively.

When Brandon and the unnamed male began to buck themselves into the dildos both coyotes growled in glee as they slipped the first five inches of the rubber shafts into their respective plaything's rectums.

An echoing gasp filled the room as both the roo and the unnamed canine were filled in an almost uncomfortable way with the girth of the fake rubber cocks up through their backdoors. The fact that their fluttering puckers began to clench and pulse like mad around the oversize dildos as dribbles of lube pushed back out around the fingers of their coyote masters only served to make the two dominate male bark in glee as they broke in their new playthings.

"That's it," Both coyote's said together, "You be good and take everything we're going to give you,"

The voices of the two males synchronizing together were almost hypnotic to the roo and unnamed canine as they writhed on the ends of the dildos being shoved further up into them.

Brandon didn't know how much more he could take though as his anus was filled to bursting, however, when a firm hand began to stroke along his spine the roo felt as though he had to take everything his master was giving him, if only so he could please the other male.

On screen the hanging canine yipped and yowled like crazy as he rocked himself back and forth onto the toy spearing up through his anus, all the while his tail beat against own master's hand like a fan belt gone out of control. Coincidently, the great silver and black appendage buffeted through the air hard enough to make the flames of the candles centered around the room flicker. This, in turn, made ghostly silhouettes cover the walls of Brandon's apartment as the roo's form was pumped back and forth in time with the thrusting arm belonging to his owner.

"Good boy," Both coyotes said as they rubbed at their pets' low hanging orbs in an effort to incite needy whimpers from the two submissive males. "You belong to us now, don't you,"

Both Brandon and the unnamed canine bowed their heads as they shivered and hissed while trying not to cry out in want. When the two toys were pulled out at the same time and then forced back in both male cried out in rapture as white hot fire spread throughout their bodies.

"Don't you?" Both coyote's asked again, repeating the same motion again and again until the two pets were literally drooling down the sides of their lips.

"Y-yes!!" Brandon shouted while on screen the hanging canine yipped and howled as his cock strained to try and break free of the cock cage holding it back.

Almost a dozen more thrusts of the oversized toys were met with extra added groans and pants and lustful howls before the twin coyotes pulled the huge dildos out of their playthings' rumps. The slow sucking sounds of puckers unwilling to release the fake cocks were met with dark chuckles as both coyotes looked to one other knowingly. Once they had pulled the toys free though, after gently rubbing along their pet's backs and rumps to get them to release them, the two males set these dildos aside and then moved to grab even bigger ones.

"After this, there's no going back for you," Both coyotes said as they drizzled extra lube onto the dry phallic toys. "You're going to belong to us body and soul, aren't you," Marcus grinned devilishly as he watched Brandon, or rather, Hop, as he was going to call the roo after today, nod blissfully before he and his twin on screen pressed the eight inch wide toys against their pets' thoroughly loosened back doors.

"Good boys,"

And then the first inch went in.

Outside of the apartment complex those people who happened to pass by looked up in confusion as they heard twin howls, like wolves calling out into the night, resonate from the third floor of the building.