Breaking Bradley
Here is part 3 of the series. It contains scenes of crossdressing, alcohol consumption, mild bondage, cock worship, and intense verbal emasculation (i.e. phallic insults, cut-downs, etc). If any of the aforementioned subjects offend you, or you are under 18 years of age, please do not read this story. Otherwise, enjoy!
Bradley and Ashton entered the room together; The tall, strong cheetah was wearing loose black slacks and a tight, sleeveless white t-shirt which showed off his impressive musculature. He held a ruffled button-down shirt in one hand, which he tossed aside as he entered the room. Ashton wore a powder blue dress which clung to his boyish curvature, as well as a moderate amount of makeup and a purple studded collar. The young wolf was blushing profusely. The two had the house to themselves; Taylor was out for the evening, and the elder Mr. Bartley was away on a business trip. Bradley made sure to take note of this on his way to the young wolf's room.
"You know," the cheetah started, "I don't usually do this. I've never been with a man before," he continued in a deep, masculine voice. Ashton's heart sank as he cast his eyes to the floor. "But then again," the cat continued, grinning wide, "you're not a real man, are you?" The thirteen year old, girlish wolf blushed hard. He was terrified that Bradley might not like him... he had tried desperately to resist the massive crush he had developed on the cheetah, but the more he resisted, the more he desired, more than anything in the world, to take the cat's sizable member deep into his tight, eager tailhole. The worst of Ashton's troubles had started many months ago, when Taylor broke up with Bradley. Ashton had become very accustomed to seeing Bradley at the house when he was dating Taylor; Ashton loved to peek in on them whenever he had the chance. He had never forgotten that wonderful memory, when he walked in on his sister and Bradley all those years ago. But after Taylor broke up with the cheetah... a large, gaping void had developed within Ashton. It made him feel so very cold, empty, and alone, and it grew larger every day.
Finally, after weeks of restless nights, he had called Bradley up out of sheer desperation. He had begged the cheetah with tears in his eyes; Bradley got off on the power, the control. He had agreed to fuck the young wolf on one condition... they had to go out in public, with Ashton dressed convincingly in drag. And not some far-away joint... no, it had to be somewhere close, somewhere where people who had known Ashton for a long time would see him. It was an odd request, and Ashton's face went pale as he realized that somehow, Bradley had discovered his secret. Ashton had wept bitterly, begging for Bradley to reconsider... but the cat had remained firm in his decision. Ashton sheepishly agreed to fulfill the ultimatum; he desperately needed Bradley's excessive manhood deep inside of him.
Bradley wasn't worried about tarnishing his own reputation. After a certain life-changing event in a boys' restroom long ago, Ashton had been largely cast out and condescendingly labeled by his peers, who came to view him as less than a person. This made the young wolf very sad, and he often held a deep fear that somehow, his father would find out about his... habits. Fortunately, Ashton was able to keep the details of his transvestitism and homosexual tendencies from reaching his father. The elder Mr. Bartley would not take kindly to such behavior, especially from his own son. The only part of this whole ordeal that truly got under the young wolf's skin was the fact that his friends had, for the most part, abandoned him after the incident. He ate lunch alone every day for over a year. During the weeks that followed that fateful day, he came to lunch every day hoping to see his friend, Mikey, coming over to join him... but Mikey never came. The young husky simply avoided the wolf at all times. He wouldn't even look Ashton in the eye anymore.
Ashton had felt so heartbroken then... the only thing that kept him from the dark depths of depression was the fact he got to see Bradley at least twice a week. He never actually talked to Bradley, but he liked to hang around nearby while he and Taylor were eating, or talking, or cuddling on the couch. Ashton could remember how overjoyed he was when he finally reached the seventh grade, and some kids actually sat nearby him at lunch. They didn't actually talk to him or anything, and they were seated at the other end of the table... but just having them nearby made him happy. He liked to listen to their conversations as he ate his lunch; it made him feel included.
As the two went to the restaurant together, Ashton was wearing a powder blue dress, earrings, the studded purple collar, and several purple bangles. Prior to the date, Ashton had spent hours in front of the mirror, trying to figure out which outfit Bradley would like the best. Ashton had felt so giddy... he couldn't believe he actually had a date with such a hottie. After many, many changes of clothing, Ashton had settled on the smooth blue cotton dress, blushing as he slipped it on.
Ashton had smiled as Bradley rang the doorbell with flowers in his hand. Ashton's cheeks had become so flushed as he tenderly took the gift, wagging his tail excitedly through the tail-hole of his dress as he sniffed the red roses lovingly. The tall cheetah had brought something special with him... something that had not been part of the original agreement. Seeing the cheetah filled Ashton with such intense romantic longing that he didn't mind in the least; in fact, he cooperatively tilted his head back as Bradley, standing behind and towering over the young wolf, maneuvered his strong, muscled arms around Ashton's neck from behind, gently fastening the studded purple collar around the wolf's neck. The cheetah was over a foot taller than the wolf, and his paws were so strong... Ashton quivered as he felt the tender touch upon his neck as the collar was fastened firmly into place. Ashton had quickly held up a claw then, motioning for Bradley to wait as he ran excitedly up the stairs to retrieve some purple bangles so that he could accessorize to match the collar. Bradley had opened the door for the young wolf as they walked out to his car.
At the restaurant, Ashton had bashfully cast his eyes to the floor as a couple of the nearby patrons chuckled derisively. They attempted to keep their eyes off the wolf, but Ashton knew he was the subject of their laughter. He had struggled to hold back the tears... one of his neighbors, a middle-aged male skunk, had seen the wolf early in the evening. The skunk's eyes had gone wide with surprise, moments before he scampered hastily out of the restaurant. Ashton's heart had sunk, knowing that his secret was out. He wanted to cry... but as the tears welled up behind his eyes, he looked to Bradley...
That beautiful, sexy cheetah... god, he was so fucking hot. He was incredibly ripped... he must work out constantly, Ashton had thought. That huge, mouth-watering bulge in his jeans, those big, beautiful eyes... what a hunk! These thoughts made the young wolf smile. His tears faded away and his tail wagged happily as he envisioned the passionate late night that lay ahead of him... he pictured the cute cheetah naked, his large cock rock hard. In his fantasies, Ashton was on his knees, lovingly suckling at the large feline cock as he gazed up submissively into Bradley's big, emerald eyes.
Ashton had developed quite an erection during the date... but due to the modest size of his penis, nobody had noticed. In fact, most of the patrons had actually assumed he was really a girl. Ashton picked up on this, and it made him incredibly happy. He had placed his elbows upon the table, holding his head up with his paws as he gazed longingly into Bradley's eyes throughout the date, wagging his tail contentedly. Bradley had insisted on paying for the entire meal, which made Ashton blush. As the two walked out of the restaurant, the cheetah had grinned mischievously, pulling Ashton into a tender, protective embrace. After driving the wolf home, Bradley had kept his strong arm around the wolf's waist as he walked him to his door. The tall cheetah had smiled wide as Ashton bashfully invited him in... he couldn't wait to make Ashton his willing bitch and rub it in Taylor's face. That would show her...
"So, did you have a good time?" Bradley asked with a smile, leaning up against the dresser in Ashton's bedroom. The young wolf blushed as he crossed his arms, nervously rubbing his slender biceps through the soft cotton of the dress. After several moments of hesitation, Ashton nodded, his eyes cast down at the floor. "Still a bit nervous?" the cheetah inquired with a grin. Ashton nodded again. "Here," the cheetah continued, reaching into his deep right pocket. He pulled out a tall, slender bottle of tequila, placing it on a nearby desk. Ashton shrank away guiltily as his mind drifted back once more to that wondrous memory, with Bradley pulling tightly on Taylor's leash as he penetrated her deeply and forcefully...
Ah, what a wonderful memory... Bradley's was the first cock young Ashton had seen, other than his own. The young wolf remembered specifically how shocked he was by the size of the cheetah's member. He had always assumed that his own pecker was average size... he didn't know dicks came any bigger than that. The wolf had been confused about his sexuality for a long time, as his crushes bounced between girls and guys during elementary school. A certain delinquent dalmatian, however, along with a particular hyena, had shifted him away from his desire for girls... but it was seeing Bradley's thick, long, mouth-watering cock that had sealed the deal. Ashton knew then exactly what he wanted to be when he grew up. And here he was, four years later... his heart racing, his cock throbbing; he couldn't believe this was actually about to happen! Adrenaline surged through his veins as he nervously eyed the alcohol.
"I really shouldn't," the young wolf blurted out. He had never touched a drop of alcohol before, seeing as how alcoholism ran rampant in the family tree. But there, in the presence of that incredibly cute feline heartthrob... he would have done absolutely anything Bradley asked of him; he wanted nothing more than to make the cheetah happy. The cat took the bottle in his paw and approached Ashton. He then lightly began to pet the trembling wolf on the head, calming the young lad. He pulled the wolf close, gently rubbing the small of Ashton's back through the dress. The cotton felt soft to the touch, and Bradley could feel Ashton's body heat through the fabric. Looking down at the girly little wolf, the cheetah's cock began to slowly grow firm.
Bradley slowly maneuvered his strong, broad paw further down Ashton's back, sliding his palm tenderly across the soft cotton as he felt his way down and around the wolf's attractive feminine rump. He squeezed one of Ashton's ass-cheeks tenderly, feeling the young wolf's panty lines through the fabric. Ashton's slender body shuddered in response; he could feel the large feline cock pressing up against him, through the fabric of the cat's baggy slacks. Ashton blushed; he realized now why the cat wore baggy pants so often; the base of the semi-firm member was pressed up against Ashton's abdomen. The young wolf could feel its gentle throb through the thin fabric of his clothing. Bradley's sizable penis ran down his left pant leg, bulging outwards. It was quite long. Ashton looked up into Bradley's comforting eyes.
"Bradley..." he started bashfully.
"Drink," the cat insisted, handing the bottle to the wolf. Ashton sheepishly unscrewed the top and took a small sip, wincing at the taste. "More than that," the cat insisted with a smile. Cringing, Ashton began to chug. "Whoa, whoa..." the cat continued. "Not too much... I don't want my little bitch going soft on me." Ashton removed the bottle from his lips, replacing the cap and placing it back on the desk. Bradley gave the young wolf a few moments to recover from the unfamiliar taste.
The cheetah began to look even sexier to Ashton as the minutes passed. He smiled goofishly as the alcohol worked its way into his system. Bradley sat upon the edge of Ashton's bed, patting the empty space next to him. The enebriated young wolf eagerly complied with the unspoken command, hopping up next to the cheetah. Bradley was softly massaging the wolf's back with a strong paw while he placed his other paw upon Ashton's thigh. The slender wolf shuddered in response. He looked to Bradley with submissive, adoring eyes. Bradley grinned wide... he knew that look; he had received the same look from dozens of girls in the past. Bradley knew he'd soon have Ashton eating out of the palm of his hand. He lustfully slid his paw up Ashton's thigh, pulling the dress upwards to reveal the wolf's panties. The wolf's heart pounded as he tried desperately to figure out something to say, something subtle, to help inform Bradley of just how special he really was to him. Ashton felt dizzy and light-headed, and a bit baffled.
"I love you," he blurted out impulsively. He instantly regretted his error; he had never been drunk before; he didn't know quite how to handle it. His inhibitions had completely evaporated. Tears welled up behind his eyes. Bradley simply smiled back as he placed a strong paw lovingly atop Ashton's pantied package, thumbing the diminutive erection playfully as he brushed his other fingers up against the wolf's small furry balls. Ashton blushed profusely.
"Ashton, I hardly know you... and I certainly don't love you," the cat said with a smile. Ashton's heart sank like a ton of bricks... he didn't understand. He was dizzy and confused. After several moments, Ashton began to cry softly into his paws. Bradley, still fondling the little wolf, grinned wide... he loved breaking down his prey, until they felt so hollow and empty that they begged him desperately to fill that void with his humongous cock. He had gone through this exact routine numerous times, and it worked like a charm nearly every time; the cat could fuck damn near anybody he wanted to. And Ashton, with his rock-bottom self-esteem, fit the bill perfectly. The fact that he was technically male was a detail that the cheetah was more than willing to overlook. "...Yet," Bradley continued with a warm smile. Ashton's eyes lit up as his sobbing began to subside. "Why don't you show me how much you love me, Ashton." The wolf blushed, looking away as Bradley continued to fondle the wolf's diminutive, erect penis and small furry balls tenderly through the soft blue cotton of his panties. "Who knows? We might even find something special together tonight." This last statement made Ashton very happy. He wagged his tail, smiling optimistically. What an emotional yo-yo, the cat thought to himself. Most of Bradley's emotions were artfully fabricated... Ashton, on the other hand, didn't seem to have any control over his. The tequila was a great idea, the cheetah thought to himself as he grinned mischievously.
Ashton bashfully slipped off the bed, turned to face the cheetah, and dropped to his knees. The cat relaxed, thrusting his crotch out as he sat comfortably on the edge of the mattress. The young wolf hesitantly brought a slender paw up between Bradley's legs. Ashton tenderly felt up the base of the cat's shaft through the fabric of his slacks. Slowly, the young wolf glided his hand down along Bradley's manhood, which proceeded to run down his left pant leg. Ashton's eyes were wide with amazement... it was so big! When he had seen it years ago, it was partially concealed... Ashton realized now that the majority of the cat's manhood must have been buried into Taylor's pussy.
"You know, Ashton," the cat said through his grin, "your sister never could get enough of my cock. She's a real good fuck, you know." Ashton blushed. He collected himself, bravely maneuvering his slender paws up to the button on the cat's pants. He slowly unbuttoned and unzipped the baggy slacks. He desperately wanted to impress Bradley; he wanted to make him come harder than he ever had before. "I tell you," Bradley continued, "I've fucked a lot of bitches in my life. It's sort of... de-sensitizing. I'm not quite sure how you'll measure up." The wolf dropped his gaze. Bradley smiled as he continued to emasculate the wolf.
"I'm better than Taylor," the wolf insisted, pulling the slacks down as the cat continued to smile. Ashton tenderly felt the cheetah's manhood, running a paw across his underwear. The cat's dick was hardening, and was far too long to be contained by the white cotton briefs; a good four inches of his thick cock hung down against the cat's naked thigh. Ashton gasped in astonishment.
"We'll see," the cat replied playfully as the wolf began to lap the head of the cat's dick with his broad canine tongue. Bradley tried to stifle his moans... he did not want to give Ashton the impression that the young wolf had any amount of control over the situation. No... in bed, Bradley always called the shots... and with a dick like that, most girls were more than willing to follow his orders without question. The wolf proceeded to pull down the underwear, freeing the entirety of the cat's cock, along with a pair of large, furry balls. Ashton's hungry eyes lit up with desire as he wrapped his lips lovingly around the large head of the feline's dick, lapping at the dickhole playfully with his tongue. Bradley couldn't contain himself; a pleasured moan escaped his lips, causing Ashton to blush. The cheetah acted quickly, glaring down at Ashton as he forcefully placed a paw upon the wolf's head, gently pushing him away from the large, hardening cock. Ashton whimpered in protest as he looked up at the cheetah with tears in his eyes. He wanted Bradley so badly.
"Let's not rush this," the cheetah asserted in a forceful, manly tone. "After all," the cat continued, "you've been fantasizing about this moment for a long time, haven't you, Ashton?" The young wolf blushed profusely, glancing at the floor. "I asked you a question," came the cat's voice firmly and paternally. Bradley's forceful tone caused the young wolf to tremble nervously. Ashton nodded.
"I..." the wolf started, looking up into the cat's eyes to gauge his reaction. The cat nodded for the young wolf to continue. "I think about you all the time..."
"Why don't you put on a little show for me, Ashton?" inquired the cheetah, interrupting the young wolf. Ashton's eyes lit up before proceeding to dart around the room nervously... he wasn't quite sure what Bradley meant. "Let's see you dance that cute little tushie out of that dress," Bradley continued, slapping a large paw up against one of the young wolf's firm yet tender ass-cheeks. Ashton blushed profusely. He had never stripped for anyone, and wasn't quite sure how to proceed. "I'm not asking, Ashton," the cheetah asserted in a stern, almost predatory tone. Ashton trembled slightly in fear as he slowly stood up and backed away from Bradley, who was sitting back with a smirk on his face and a judgmental, condescending look in his eye. "Go on."
Ashton nervously fiddled his claws together as his knees bent inwards. His face was flushed, and he was still holding back tears. He wanted Bradley to like him, but he was terrified of doing a poor job and disappointing the cheetah. The cat sighed, hopping off the bed. He pulled his pants all the way up, but left his underwear down below his balls. He buttoned the pants, but did not zip the zipper; he let his cock hang out freely from the open fly. He walked around the wolf, taking the bottle of tequila and unscrewing the top. Walking over to Ashton, he brought the bottle to his lips and began to tilt it back. Ashton complied, taking a few swigs before Bradley decided the young wolf had had enough. The cat replaced the top, setting the bottle down nearby. Ashton's head swam as he looked into the cheetah's stern gaze. Bradley placed a paw upon the young wolf's shoulder, calming the young lad. He removed his paw and backed away, crossing his arms impatiently.
Slowly, Ashton began to sway his hips. Bradley's eyes instantly lit up in approval, causing Ashton to smile. The combined effect of the alcohol and Bradley's approval dispelled the fear that had possessed the young wolf. He continued to sensually sway his hips left and right as he placed his own paws under his arms. He slowly slid his paws downward, down along his sides, over his slender waist, around the feminine curvature of his rump, and finally into his crotch. Bradley licked his chops as he pulled off his undershirt, tossing it aside. Ashton felt a stirring in his loins as he gazed upon the tall cheetah's rippling muscles. Bradley gripped the head of his big dick firmly before sliding his paw back and forth along his shaft. There was still a decent amount of spittle on the head of his dick from the interrupted blow job, and he used this as lubricant as he proceeded to jack himself off slowly with both paws. Ashton continued to dance slowly, blushing the entire time as he courageously maintained eye contact with the cat. After several moments, one of Ashton's paws made its way up to cotton fabric about his left shoulder. The young wolf attempted to slide the fabric off, but it would not budge. He glanced at the floor bashfully.
"I... I need..." he stammered nervously. Bradley comforted him with an approving glance as the wolf resumed eye contact.
"You need help with that zipper," the cat observed, walking around the young wolf. His firm cock brushed up against Ashton's clothed tummy as he passed by, causing Ashton to tremble in ecstasy.
Bradley gripped firmly, sliding his thumbclaws up and down against the small of the young wolf's back. He moved one of his paws up along the back of the dress and tenderly grasped the zipper. Ashton's entire body shuddered as the cheetah slowly unzipped the dress. The young wolf's diminutive dick was rock hard; he felt as though he might come at any moment. Just being next to Bradley, feeling the cat's hot breath upon his neck, was incredibly arousing. As Bradley finished unzipping the dress, he began to laugh derisively, backing away from the wolf. Ashton's heart sank as he wondered what he had done wrong.
"Ashton," the cat managed through his laughter. "You're wearing a bra? Why?"
"Umm... well, I..."
"You do realize you don't have tits, right?" Ashton shyly dropped his gaze to the floor as he resumed his fearful trembling. "You know what tits are, don't you?" Ashton nodded sadly. "Of course you do," Bradley continued lustfully, bringing his head to rest on one of Ashton's shoulders as he reached around and fondled the wolf's small package. "They're something you'll never have," the cheetah declared in a hushed tone, directly into the wolf's ear. Tears welled up once more behind Ashton's eyes. "Taylor's got nice tits... doesn't she?" the cheetah asked, rubbing the wolf's small erection through the panties. Ashton nodded. "Yeah, she does. Do you know why?" The young wolf trembled nervously. "Taylor's a girl," the cheetah went on. Tears began to slide down Ashton's cheeks. Bradley grinned wide... this was going even better than he had expected.
"Are you a girl, Ashton?" he asked softly. Ashton trembled. "I asked you a question," Bradley asserted, shifting into an angry, forceful tone once more. Ashton shook his head lightly. "What's that? I can't year you, you'll have to speak up..."
"No," the wolf admitted through his tears. He lowered his head, sobbing quietly into his paws.
"Taylor is sexy as hell, Ashton. All she has to do is swagger that tight little rump of hers and the men line up. Tell me, Ashton, do you envy your sister?" the cheetah inquired casually. Ashton nodded wistfully, his head still buried in his paws. Bradley quickly buried his hand down the front of Ashton's panties, bringing his broad paw to rest directly overtop the wolf's genitals. Ashton's body shuddered as the cat gripped his boyish penis between two fingers, playfully spreading the pre-cum from the tip to the shaft of Ashton's tiny dick. Bradley leaned in a bit, bringing his mouth even closer to Ashton's ear as his tone grew stern. "Taylor told me all about you, Ash," he continued. Ashton continued to cry; he felt absolutely worthless. "You see, your sister will tell me anything I want to know while I'm fucking her brains out," he went on as he fondled Ashton's package, gently massaging the young wolf's tiny dickhole with his thumb. Ashton's body trembled in response. "She told me all about your pretty little nickname," he went on lustfully. "I hate to break it to you Ashton, but you're a boy. Always have been... always will be," Bradley concluded, removing his hand abruptly and backing away from the young wolf. Ashton dropped lifelessly to his knees, fell over onto his side and curled up, his face contorted with stifled sobs. He wept quietly into his paws as his body shook upon the floor. The cat calmly walked over to the wolf's nearby dresser and began to go through the drawers. As he did this, he absently slid a paw back and forth along the underside of his large erection.
"So many pretty pairs of panties," the cheetah mused, mocking the young wolf. "You know, real men like me couldn't wear these even if we wanted to," he continued. "Our dicks would flop out every time. Do you ever have that problem, Ashton?" The young wolf continued to tremble. "No, of course you don't. Tell me, what does it feel like to be that insignificant... to be that fucking pathetic?" Ashton began to sob violently.
"See, we're all basically born with what we're worth," the cheetah went on as he held up a pair of Ashton's panties. He brought his nose into the crotch area of the underwear and inhaled deeply. Ashton was crying quite audibly now, whimpering and sniffling as his body was wracked by sobs. "Now, me..." Bradley continued, replacing the underwear in the drawer, "I wake up every morning happy to be alive! How many of them are going to beg for it today, I often wonder... but you," he went on, walking back over to his prey. Bradley nudged the trembling creature with his foot as he reached into his left pocket and produced the purple leash. "On your knees," he commanded firmly. Ashton stifled his tears the best he could and squirmed out of the dress. He nervously pushed it aside and obediently got down on his knees, facing away from the cheetah. Mild pressure from behind Ashton's neck caused him to tremble as he felt Bradley snap the leash firmly into place at the back of the collar. He cried softly into his paws as his cock stiffened.
The cheetah dropped to one knee behind Ashton. The young wolf felt a slight tug from behind as Bradley pulled the bra away from wolf's back, slicing it open with a claw before stripping it from the wolf and tossing it aside. The cheetah then gripped Ashton's panties by the underside with his right paw; with his left paw, he braced himself up against Ashton's lower back as he began to pull with his right. The cotton gave way easily as Bradley tore the panties off the frightened young wolf. The cheetah tossed the torn undergarment aside before gripping the leash with his right paw. His left paw was still placed up against the small of Ashton's back, bracing him forward. Bradley wrapped the terminal end of the leash around his fist twice and pulled back on it with moderate, firm force. Ashton staggered as his neck was pulled back several inches, causing him to shudder in fearful ecstasy.
"What do you have to wake up for, Ashton?" the cheetah demanded lustfully into Ashton's ear. Ashton trembled, unable to speak. He felt frightened and lonely. Ashton felt a warm, tender paw against his naked rump then, as the cheetah softly squeezed and massaged one of the young wolf's ass-cheeks. Bradley continued this for several moments, until he had calmed the young wolf somewhat. "Tell me, Ashton," the cheetah continued sternly, "what motivates you to get out of the bed in the morning?" Ashton hung his head in shame. He could feel the tension in the air as several silent moments went by; he tried desperately to speak, but he just couldn't get the words out. "I asked you a goddamn question, bitch... let's have an answer!" snapped the cheetah as he gave the leash a sharp tug.
"I don't know!" the wolf cried out. He struggled to regain his composure as the cheetah relaxed his grip.
"Oh, but I think you do," Bradley asserted with confidence. "Surely you must have something special that drives you," he continued, laying his left paw gently atop Ashton's head. The cheetah tenderly petted the young wolf for nearly a minute before proceeding. "Your friends, maybe?" Ashton, his tears subsiding, dropped his head shamefully; he didn't really have any friends. "Hmm..." the cheetah puzzled, as he continued to pet Ashton. "Oh, I know! Your parents!" said the cheetah excitedly. Ashton's heart sank at the mention of his parents. "I know that's a big drive for me," the cheetah continued happily. "I visit my folks at least twice a month. In fact, I was there just last weekend. My mom baked these delicious chocolate chip cookies." The wolf broke down into quiet, renewed sobs as the cheetah embraced him tenderly from behind, laying his head atop Ashton's shoulder as he placed his left paw upon Ashton's tiny package. The wolf's body shuddered in response.
"Tell me, Ashton," the wolf continued softly, speaking directly into the wolf's ear. "Does your mom ever bake cookies for you?" Ashton simply shook his head sadly. "Why not? Doesn't she like cookies?" Ashton began to sob harder as he nodded in response. "Ohhh, that's right!" the cheetah exclaimed, feigning astonishment. "She's dead, isn't she?" Ashton nodded through his tears. Bradley applied a moderate amount of pressure to the wolf's back, easing Ashton forward until he was down on all fours. The cheetah braced his left paw against the small of Ashton's back as he pulled the leash with his right paw, forcing the young wolf to tilt his head upwards. "There... a bitch's place is on all fours. Your sister learned that quickly." Bradley slowly plunged a finger into Ashton's tailhole as the young wolf wept. Ashton's body quivered excitedly in response to the touch. Bradley let a minute pass in silence as he loosened his grip on the leash, massaging Ashton's rump with his thumbclaw as he continued to finger-fuck his asshole.
"Alright, let's see," Bradley continued, "if not your mother... how about your father?" Ashton sniffled lightly as his tears began to subside. Bradley lightly brushed the head of his dick up against Ashton's rump, causing the young wolf to shudder in delight. "You love your daddy, don't you?" Ashton nodded, smiling lightly. "Ahh, but wait... your daddy doesn't love you back, does he?" he continued, removing his fingers and massaging Ashton's rump.
"Yes he does," the young wolf blurted out defensively. He was silenced by a swift tug of the leash. Tears welled up behind his eyes once more.
"How much time does your father actually spend with you?" The wolf simply dropped his head in shame, struggling hard to hold back the tears. "Tell me, what's daddy like when he's drunk?" The wolf shivered with fear in response to the question. "And I'll bet he's drunk a lot," the cheetah went on as he fondled Ashton playfully. Bradley had learned a lot about the family through Taylor. "So," the cheetah continued, "if it's not friends, your mother, or your father... who does that leave?" Ashton perked up a bit, sniffling away the tears. "Yes, that's right..." the cheetah muttered lustfully, rubbing the wolf's back tenderly. "...Taylor." Bradley circled around until he was in front of Ashton. He got got down on his knees facing the wolf and gently grasped the underside of Ashton's muzzle, tilting the wolf's gaze up to meet his own. Bradley leaned down and in, bringing himself muzzle to muzzle with the wolf, who nearly had to look straight up to maintain eye contact with the cat. Ashton trembled with anticipation. Bradley adjusted his grasp on the leash, gripping it closer in, no more than two inches away from the back of Ashton's collar. He pulled the leash taut, pulling the wolf's head back just enough so that their muzzles didn't touch. Bradley's breath warmed Ashton's fur as he continued. "Do you like your sister, Ashton?"
"Yes," the wolf replied confidently. Bradley snarled in response.
"Is that why you bug the shit out of her to play mommy all the time?" he demanded, in a tone that caused Ashton's blood to run cold. "Is that why you, and your fucked up mental shit..." he continued angrily, tightening his grip on the collar. Ashton fidgeted uncomfortably. "Is that why you turned her against me?" Ashton was startled and confused... his pulse began to quicken as he heard Bradley's voice crack slightly. "All she ever talks about..." he went on angrily. "Congratulations... you finally have her all to yourself. I'll bet you celebrated," the cat went on. "I'll bet you threw a god-damned party when she dumped me. Did it turn you on, watching me get kicked out like that?"
"No!" the wolf cried reflexively, his eyes wide with disbelief. "I hated it when you had to leave! I'd give anything to have you back!" he cried as he burst once more into tears. He tried to bury his face in his paws, but Bradley, his grip tight upon the leash, would not allow it. Ashton obediently maintained eye contact with the dominant cheetah as the tears streamed down his face. He felt absolutely miserable... everything Bradley had said and implied had been true. Everything, that is, except that last part, which had baffled the young wolf. Ashton was desperate to prove his loyalty. There were so many things in life that Ashton Bartley was unsure about... but Bradley was not one of them. Ashton didn't care what it took... he had to have that cock.
The cheetah grinned devilishly... reverse psychology worked so well on the younger ones. Bradley cocked his head to the side a bit, leaning in close for a kiss. Ashton, assuming he was forgiven, leaned in eagerly to lock lips with Bradley. Upon noticing Ashton's reaction, the cheetah drew his head back while pulling tightly on the leash from behind Ashton's neck, effectively keeping the young wolf just out of range. Ashton whimpered, causing Bradley to smile as he continued speaking.
"Ahh... so now we come back to my first question," said the cheetah, his tone becoming less threatening as he smiled down at the young wolf. "What is it, Ashton, that you wake up for?" he asked slyly. Ashton simply trembled, terrified and confused. "What is it that gets you out of bed in the morning? What is it..." he continued, gripping the leash tightly as his tone of voice became stern and angry, "that makes your pathetic life worth living?"
"You!" the wolf cried out impulsively. He sniffled, looking down bashfully at the floor. "...I need you, Bradley! Oh, god, I need you so much!" he cried out through his tears. The wolf fantasized about Bradley every night, and thought about him every day. He had even swiped a few pictures of the Bradley from Taylor, longingly masturbating to the images of the sexy cheetah. Whenever Ashton felt sad or alone, he simply turned his thoughts toward Bradley, and all that emptiness faded. "Fuck me, please!" Ahh, checkmate, the cheetah thought to himself as he grinned wide. Cocking his head to the side once more, Bradley licked his lips lightly and released the leash from his grasp.
The moment the leash was released, Ashton dove into Bradley's muscled arms, locking lips with the cheetah as he threw his slender arms around Bradley's neck and wrapped his legs around the cat's midsection. The wolf produced muffled moans as he felt his genitals snuggled up against Bradley's excessive musculature. Ashton's tongue playfully stroked the cheetah's until Bradley responded, returning the kiss passionately. The cheetah's tongue dominantly pinned Ashton's before proceeding to massage the small canine's tongue lightly and lovingly. Ashton's body shuddered in response as he felt the feline's bristly tongue subdue his own. Ashton offered no resistance as Bradley dominantly thrust his tongue down the young wolf's throat. Bradley stood up, steadying Ashton by placing his paws under the wolf's rump. He carried Ashton to the bed. The entire time, the two remained locked in the deep French kiss, moaning lightly.
The two spilled onto the bed with Bradley coming to rest comfortably on his back. Ashton lay contentedly atop the cheetah as the kiss continued. After several moments, Bradley grabbed hold of the leash and pulled the wolf's head down. Ashton squealed in delight as Bradley positioned the wolf's muzzle overtop one of his nipples. Ashton lapped at the fleshy nub, causing it to grow erect. His body trembled with excitement as he slid his eager canine tongue in circular motions around the sensitive area. Bradley blushed a bit, purring contentedly as he softly shut his eyes. He held the leash steady in one paw, giving Ashton only as much slack as was necessary for him to continue playfully lapping at the cheetah's muscular chest. With the other paw, Bradley lovingly stroked Ashton atop his head.
Suddenly, Ashton was startled by the soft sensation of something warm brushing up against his tushie. He ceased his tongue-play as his ears perked up. He felt Bradley remove his paw from overtop the wolf's head, maneuvering it downwards. Ashton felt the soft, warm sensation again, several times. Passionate waves of desire wracked the young wolf's slender frame as he realized what the cheetah was doing. Bradley continued to purr as he playfully smacked the wolf's bottom with his huge, hardening cock. Ashton's mouth began to water as he jerked his head towards the large cock, choking himself on the tight collar.
"Easy, kiddo," the cheetah started warmly, opening his eyes. Bradley's voice had become completely devoid of all that malice and condescension. "We don't want to rush this, remember?" he finished, smiling at the cock-hungry young wolf, who gazed longingly into the cat's deep green eyes. Bradley relaxed his grip on the leash, slowly letting out more slack. "Take it nice and slow." As the cat gradually released more and more slack, Ashton nipped playfully at the cat's impressive musculature, lovingly lapping at Bradley's fur as he worked his way down.
As he proceeded, Ashton slid his entire body farther back atop the strong cat. He shuddered in ecstasy as he felt his tiny, sensitive package slide into contact with Bradley's excessive manhood, which lay sprawled out across the cheetah's stomach, finally ending somewhere between his navel and his chest. As Ashton's tender bottom straddled the thick cock, the wolf playfully slid backwards atop the member, smiling happily as Bradley continued to allow him more and more slack. Ashton's bottom finally came to rest on the mattress, in between Bradley's thighs. Ashton snuggled his tiny dick up against Bradley's big balls. The member wedged itself comfortably in between the to two furry nuts. Ashton's body trembled as he let out a passionate sigh, blushing profusely.
"Measure up," the cat commanded playfully, softly pulling the leash back. Ashton complied, snuggling up even closer, burying his tiny dick into the cat's balls as he gripped the base of Bradley's shaft with both paws. Ashton tenderly lifted the member up and back until it stuck up vertically in the air. Ashton then laid the long dick up against his own body; Bradley's excessive manhood lay across the young wolf from tiny balls to slender chest. Ashton playfully grabbed the large head of the dick, snuggling it up against the fur between his nipples. He hugged it in close, blushing as he gazed lovingly down at Bradley's dickhole.
"So, Ashton," the cheetah went on, laying back comfortably as the young wolf worshiped his thick, long cock. "What does it feel like to have your little boy dick swallowed up by Bradley's big balls?"
"I like it," the wolf admitted, his gaze still locked on the dickhole as he longingly petted the dick from base to tip. "I love it," he corrected, blushing hard as he shut his eyes and nuzzled the dick lovingly with his muzzle.
"Is it as big as you remember?" the cheetah asked playfully.
"Bigger," Ashton quickly replied. He gathered his courage and lapped lightly at Bradley's dickhole, causing the cat to shudder with pleasure. Bradley quickly pulled the leash back a bit, reminding Ashton who was boss.
"How badly do you want it?" Bradley demanded lustfully.
"More than anything else in the world!" The wolf cried out with tears in his eyes. He felt as though he was going to come right there, into the cheetah's furry sac. He whimpered softly, desperate for Bradley to fuck him.
"Yes... but do you need it, Ashton?"
"Fuck me, please! I'm begging you!" he cried out, breaking out into heavy sighs. "I need you, Bradley! I need your pretty eyes, your pleasant scent, and your big, long cock!" The young wolf began to weep quietly, laying his head to rest atop the head of the dick as he hugged the member in close.
"Lube me up," said the Cheetah with a grin. Ashton's eyes lit up, and he began to wag his tail happily. He opened wide and dove in, taking the entire head of Bradley's dick into his muzzle. It was so thick, and a bit uncomfortable... but he struggled, pushing the member deeper, inch by inch until he gagged, withdrawing reflexively. He coughed, choking on the large dick. Bradley gently tugged at the leash, grabbing the young wolf's attention.
"Start at the bottom, Ashton," he commanded firmly. The wolf nodded submissively before backing his bottom up and bending forward. He gently thrust his muzzle into Bradley's big furry balls. Without thinking, he inhaled deeply, intoxicating his senses with the cat's powerful musk. "How do they smell?" the cat inquired playfully.
"Manly," Ashton replied, blushing profusely as he shrank back girlishly from the dreamy cheetah.
"Go on," the cheetah commanded, tugging at the leash gently once more. Ashton eyed the base of the cock with a puzzled look on his face. He wasn't quite sure how he should handle a dick this big. Unable to think of anything else, he began to lick the cock lovingly. He was quickly interrupted by a sharp tug of the leash. "Not like that," the cheetah insisted firmly. "Ashton..." he went on, grinning mischievously. "Have you ever eaten corn on the cob?"
Ashton's eyes lit up excitedly. He tilted his head sideways, drawing in close to the base of the cock, just above the cat's balls. He nipped at the base playfully with his teeth before clamping down ever so gently. His tongue danced upon the thick flesh as the cat proceeded to slowly slide his muzzle along the length of Bradley's manhood, his tongue lovingly exploring every single inch. His body trembled as his tongue ran over several veins on its way towards the tip. Finally, he ended just below the head of the dick, which he had already slobbered on. He repeated this maneuver from two other angles, eventually lubricating the entire member with his saliva. He looked to Bradley for approval, wagging his tail happily.
"You sure you can handle this?" the cheetah asked, with a shred of genuine concern in his voice. Ashton quickly replied with a look of desperation. Bradley smiled as he sat up, propping himself up with a few pillows. He gazed down into Ashton's big brown eyes as the young wolf waited eagerly for permission. The cat waited for several seconds, enjoying the suspense. "Here," he went on, grabbing a small, nearby teddy-bear. "Hold this tight, okay?" Ashton nodded, taking the plushie and holding it close to his chest. Bradley wrapped his strong paws around the young wolf's waist. He lifted him up, grunting lightly; Ashton was about the same weight as his sister. Bradley smiled; he'd done this with Taylor countless times. He lifted the young wolf up with relative ease before lowering him slowly down atop the head of the dick. Ashton's anus quivered in anticipation as the young wolf felt the cheetah's dickhole, moist with pre-cum, press up against his tailhole. He suddenly felt very vulnerable, and he threw Bradley a worried glance.
"Nice and slow," Bradley assured him softly, before pushing him downwards. Ashton gasped, hugging the teddy-bear tightly as the cheetah's large dick slowly pushed its way into the wolf's sphincter. With a quick thrust, Bradley brought the wolf down further, burying the large head of his dick into the wolf's ass. Ashton cried out in pain as he held the plushie tight against his chest. "Shhh..." the cat went on, massaging Ashton's sides gently with his thumbs as he maintained his strong grip. "Just a few more seconds..." Tears welled up behind Ashton's eyes as he suffered through several painful seconds. Slowly, the pain began to subside, and his grip on the stuffed animal relaxed. "There," the cat said, smiling approvingly at Ashton, who blushed in response. "Hard part's over." The cat waited a few moments longer before thrusting Ashton downwards along his cock. The thick member slid itself forcefully inch by inch, into Ashton's asshole.
"Oh, Bradley," the wolf cried out lovingly, "It's so big... I love it," he went on. "I love you..."
Ashton shuddered breathlessly, holding his teddy tight as the thick member forced itself in and out of his ass. He gazed lovingly into Bradley's eyes. The cheetah was sweating lightly as he pumped the wolf's entire body up and down atop his cock. For the third time in his life, Ashton felt that euphoric feeling; all the worries and woes fell away. All that mattered was this moment... his entire body shook in ecstasy as Bradley fucked him with that big meaty dick. The cheetah licked his chops as his eyes hungrily followed Ashton's tiny package, which bounced up and down rhythmically as he was being fucked. His flesh trembled as his prostate responded, flooding the wolf with a sensual pleasure far greater than any he had ever felt before. He closed his eyes, clutching the plushie tight. Even when he closed his eyes, all he saw was Bradley. He moaned passionately as the cheetah increased the speed and power of his thrusts, grunting steadily.
After several minutes, Bradley was panting rapidly in frustration. His arms were growing tired, and he was gradually losing his erection. Something about Ashton's words, the tone of his voice... the way his body writhed as he was deeply penetrated by the huge cock. Bradley had lost his concentration. He gritted his teeth before shouting out in frustration. Ashton's eyes widened in surprise, but soon began to close again as the big dick dug deep into his ass once more. Bradley abruptly leaned forward, coming to rest on his knees. He kept his grip on Ashton, who was now facing the ceiling, with the long thick cock still buried deep inside his ass. Ashton glanced around nervously, clutching the teddy-bear to his chest. The musculature of the cheetah's arms rippled as he cried out, twisting the wolf counter-clockwise 180 degrees, so that the wolf came to rest on all fours upon the mattress with the cock still buried deep in his ass.
"Ohhh god!" the wolf cried out, overwhelmed with passion as he felt the thick cock turn inside his ass like a key in a lock. He felt a sharp tug at his neck as Bradley pulled the leash taut behind him, forcing the young wolf to hold up his head and look forwards. Ashton dropped the plushie aside and braced himself on all fours, eagerly sticking out his tushie as the cheetah gripped the wolf's waist tightly, ramming his manhood deep into Ashton's girly rump.
"You like that?" the cheetah snapped angrily as he forcefully fucked the young wolf like a jackhammer. Ashton tried to respond, but his words came out in stuttered whispers as his eyes rolled back into his skull. Bradley pulled back, paused a second, and then put all his strength into one powerful thrust, impaling Ashton with his manhood.
Ashton shouted out in unbridled ecstasy as he blew his load all over the sheets. He shook violently as the powerful orgasm wracked his body. His little prick continued to erupt, spraying out a few straggling jets of wolf seed, before falling limp. Ashton's entire body followed suit as he collapsed lifelessly into the cum-covered sheets, with Bradley's cock still deep in his ass.
"Goddamnit!" Bradley shouted in frustration, wiping the sweat from his brow. He was beginning to get soft... he couldn't come, no matter how hard he tried. Something had been slowly eating away at him, burrowing deep into the back of his brain. He breathed heavily as he looked down at the little wolf, who was gradually regaining his vitality. Ashton braced himself once more on all fours, panting heavily as his dick began to grow hard once more. Ashton whimpered; he desperately wanted Bradley to fill him to the brim with his hot feline seed, but he could tell that the cheetah wasn't fully enjoying himself. Ashton's euphoria quickly gave way to feelings of guilt and regret as he realized that he had failed Bradley. As the cheetah panted heavily, his eyes grew vacant, his mind racing. Several awkward moments of motionless silence followed as the two panted breathlessly.
"Ashton," Bradley called softly, in a choked voice. He let go of the leash and placed his paws upon Ashton's ass cheeks, pushing the young wolf forward as he slowly withdrew his member. He heard a soft squelching sound as the head of his dick popped out of the wolf's ass, leaving a sizable gap. Ashton whimpered softly... he missed Bradley already. The cheetah sat back on the mattress, panting. Ashton slowly, hesitantly, turned around and sat facing Bradley. He had paused for several seconds during several intervals, frightened of being reprimanded... but Bradley simply sat there with that vacant look in his eyes. Bradley leaned forward, bringing his arms around Ashton's neck. The wolf tilted his head cooperatively as the cheetah detached the leash, tossing it aside. Bradley leaned in close to Ashton, gazing into his eyes.
"Do you love me, Ashton?" the cheetah inquired softly, his voice cracking lightly.
"More than words can say," the wolf replied longingly, blushing as he lowered his muzzle, rolling his eyes up sheepishly to maintain eye contact with Bradley.
"Then... would you do me a favor?" the cheetah asked, holding back tears.
"Anything!" the wolf cried eagerly, his tail wagging excitedly. Bradley leaned in sheepishly and whispered something into the wolf's ear. Ashton blushed profusely, his eyes wide in amazement. He sat frozen for several moments as the cat kept his head upon the wolf's slender shoulder. "...But I..." the wolf stammered nervously, "I've never done that before..."
"Then it will be a first for both of us," whispered Bradley.
"Umm... okay," the wolf replied spryly. He wanted to make Bradley; he was willing to do anything the cat wanted him to. The cheetah smiled, leaned down, and took the wolf's diminutive package into his mouth. Ashton shuddered in delight as the cat briskly covered his member in saliva before drawing his head away.
Bradley quietly hopped down from the bed and unbuttoned his pants, blushing lightly. He eased the waist around his protruding cock before dropping the slacks to the floor. Ashton ogled the cheetah longingly, his eyes scanning the musculature about his thighs and buttocks. Bradley's tail flicked about as he got down on his knees slowly, facing away from the bed. His heart was racing, and he was very nervous. He had been so used to the same routine... showing off the goods, breaking the women down, and then building them back up thrust by thrust. They had all begged for his dick... but it usually ended there. Most women kicked the cat out of the house as soon as they were done being fucked. Bradley's people skills were very poor, to say the least.
Bradley was fine with the way things had been in his love life, for the most part. But none of those girls had ever reacted the way Ashton had... the pure, unspoiled innocence that seemed to sparkle behind his eyes regardless of how poorly he was treated. Ashton had said that he loved Bradley, and Bradley believed it. He wasn't used to hearing those words, and they had given him great pause earlier, effectively killing his erection. As the cheetah had continued after that point, he kept his eyes down at Ashton, who was having the time of his life; the young wolf had shuddered in ecstasy, crying out in passion... he had been so very happy. Bradley wanted to be happy, too. What's the harm, after all? He's so small... does it even count? He had to take this opportunity while it lasted, though. He knew Ashton would never tell anyone, and that if he did, few would listen. The kid was basically an outcast. What better opportunity to satiate that curiosity than now?
"Go on, Ashton," the cheetah pleaded softly, bending forward on his elbows and sticking his rump into the air. "Break me in," he finished, his body shuddering in anticipation. Ashton hopped off the bed bashfully and slowly approached the cat. He looked about the muscular rump curiously, unsure of how exactly this was supposed to work.
"Just... just spread them apart if you have to," the cheetah stammered, doing his best to relax the muscles in his butt. The young wolf hesitantly placed a paw on each of the cheetah's warm, firm buttocks. With a decent amount of effort, he managed to push them apart, revealing the cheetah's tight, virgin tailhole.
The cheetah's body trembled as the somewhat pointed head of the small dick came into contact with his anus. The cat tightened his muscles reflexively, and despite his best efforts, Ashton was unable to push through. The wolf fidgeted nervously as he tried to reposition his tiny dick. Neither of them knew what the fuck they were doing, basically.
"You're not pushing hard enough," the cheetah insisted, his voice choked.
"It's too tight," Ashton responded shyly.
"Too tight... for that tiny thing? Ashton, put some force behind it!"
Ashton reared back his tush, held it there a second, and then thrust forward as hard as he could muster. His dick slipped into Bradley's tailhole, sliding in slowly until the entire meager length was inside the cheetah.
"Ohhh..." Bradley moaned as he was penetrated. Ashton's little pecker was so warm, almost hot... and it was throbbing lightly as it buried itself in. "Yeah, that's it Ashton, fuck me up the butt!" Ashton smiled, blushing as he received the approval from the cheetah. He slowly, awkwardly began pulling out and pushing in. After several thrusts, his small dick popped out. "Ashton!" the cat whined.
"Hold on!" he cried, fumbling with his pecker. The cheetah reached back with one paw and took Ashton's penis between his fingers, guiding it back towards his tailhole.
"Nice and slow," said Bradley, as he removed his paw. Ashton slowly slid in once more, drawing a pleasured moan from the cheetah. He slowly began swaying his hips back and forth, gently thrusting his member in and out of the cat's asshole. The tender impact of the wolf's soft slender thighs upon Bradley's butt cheeks made the cheetah blush and moan softly. Ashton slowly worked himself into a decent rhythm as he tenderly fucked the muscular feline. Ashton sighed passionately as the cat's muscles clamped down on his small member with each thrust.
"Faster," the cheetah pleaded. As Ashton complied, increasing the speed of his humping, Bradley spat into his palm. The cat proceeded to jack off his long, rock hard cock with a strong, broad paw. He moaned in delight as his body shuddered with each tender impact. He could feel himself approaching climax, faster and faster, as he jerked himself off rapidly. "Ugh!" the cheetah cried out, quickly inching forward, causing Ashton's dick to slip out. Ashton whimpered softly in protest. He had come so close to a second orgasm; he was literally seconds away from climax when Bradley withdrew. The cheetah swiftly stood up, turned around, and grabbed Ashton tightly by the back of his collar with his left paw. With his right, he brought the head of his dick up to Ashton's muzzle. Bradley continued to milk his own dick as he came closer and closer to coming. Opening his mouth obediently, Ashton quickly placed his own paws upon the cheetah's lengthy member, joining in. Together the three paws easily covered the entire length, nearly all at once, as they milked the dick lovingly. Bradley grunted out loudly and threw his head back as he came.
A loud gablort filled the room as an excessive amount of hot feline seed erupted from Bradley's dickhole. A quick, thick jet of thick cum shot out into Ashton's eager mouth. The canine opened wide and moved his head back, catching as much of the semen as he could. He swallowed rapidly, errant cum splashing off of his lips and onto the top of his head as the cat continued to cry out in ecstasy. Bradley lowered his head, gazing at Ashton as he aimed his dick upwards and blew the rest of his load onto Ashton's face. The wolf giggled bashfully, closing an eye reflexively as the hot cum splattered onto his fur. As Bradley panted heavily, Ashton licked his chops, lapping up some of the excess seed. He smiled longingly at the cheetah, who stood there with a dazed look on his face. Terror suddenly flooded the cat's expression as he backed away slowly.
"Oh, god..." he stammered, growing pale as he absently backed up into the dresser nearby. "I have to get the fuck out of here," he asserted sharply before proceeding to swiftly collect his clothes from around the room and dress himself.
"But Bradley..." the wolf stammered, crestfallen.
"Just leave me alone, alright?" he snapped softly. Tears welled up behind Ashton's eyes as the cat finished dressing himself and headed for the door. The cheetah swiftly pulled out the key to Ashton's collar, setting it on the dresser before exiting the room and heading out the front door.
About an hour later, Taylor, who had been on her own date that evening, arrived home. On her way up to her room, she decided to check on Ashton. What she found shocked her.
Ashton was sitting on the floor of the dimly lit room, trembling as he held the bottle of tequila up to his lips. He was drenched in cum, and his eyes held a vacant look as he stared off into space.
"Ashton, what the hell are you doing?" she yelled out, hurrying over to her brother. She grabbed the bottle and pulled it from his grasp. "Give me that! What's wrong with you?" Ashton simply sat there in a daze as his sister maternally scolded him. Taylor sighed, locating the top and screwing it down atop the bottle. It was about half full, and it stunk of spilt tequila. She held it away from her nose, placing it on the dresser nearby. She turned back towards her brother, and approached him. Her eyes went wide as she noticed the seed on her brother's fur. She took a long breath and sighed deeply. She decided it would be best to ask him about it in the morning, as he was obviously in no condition to converse. She would definitely have to have a long talk with him about the tequila. "Ashton?" she muttered, nudging him with her foot. "Come on, it's late. Let's get you cleaned up and into bed."