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But when Archer had reached for his boy, the bull had shoved him backwards onto the floor and laughed, “Nuh uh, I want a cuddle buddy while I recharge”.\n\nAnd so the coyote was left to sit there on the floor, unable to do anything, while on the couch above, Zavoc pulled the cub close and wrapped his arms around the otter like he was a little teddy bear. As Finn kicked his legs and whimpered and tried to worm his way out of Zavoc’s grasp, but was trapped inside a prison of bovine muscle, Archer couldn’t do anything to help him, even when Finn whimpered his name. Every plea was followed the the deep dark sound of Zavoc’s cruel laughter. The coyote didn’t even know what to say to comfort his boy. There was nothing he [i]could[/i] say that would make this better.\n\nSo he said nothing. Did nothing. Just sat and cried. Listened to his bully cuddle his whimpering lover -- doing what he couldn’t.\n\n“Get my phone for me Archer”, the bull ordered, gesturing limply towards where his shorts rested on the floor. With a wet-eyed glare, the coyote begrudgingly crawled over and fished the bull’s phone out of his pocket and handed it to him. Zavoc typed something out on the screen with one big dark hand, while the other caressed Finn’s soft tummy.\n\nHis phone buzzed in response a short while later, and the rhythm continued with his phone vibrating between messages. Archer watched through squinted eyes as the bull huffed quietly and rolled his eyes to himself, muttering silently with what seemed like flickers of annoyance. His thick fingers continued idly stroking the young boy’s body, tickling his chest and circling his nipples, and crawling down his tummy and fondling his junk. Finn’s struggles eventually waned as he realised the hopelessness of his situation. When Archer made eye contact with the cub’s sad green eyes, he felt a pain shoot through his heart and he lowered his head in shame. \n\nEventually Zavoc tossed his phone onto a nearby table with a grunt, “Idiots”. When the coyote looked up at him with a confused look, the bull returned a wide smile. “You’re being a good little doggy, Archer”, Zavoc said. “Look at you, sitting on the floor there like a good boy. I didn’t even have to tell you where you place was. Guess you’re starting to learn, huh?” Then he kissed the top of Finn’s hair and leant down towards the boy’s ear. “Isn’t Archer such a little bitch, kiddo? He’s so pathetic, isn’t he?”\n\nFinn, ever the brave little soul, huffed, “Shut up”.\n\nThe bull snorted in amusement. “Don’t worry, you’ll learn”. Then he tugged the cub’s head back by the hair and crammed his tongue down the boy’s mouth in a deep kiss.\n\nArcher turned away and crossed his arms, staring into the distance at nothing as he listened to the bull forcefully make out with the cub, wondering when this would all end. If Zavoc meant what he said about just getting started, what was he going to do? When would he be satisfied? As well as he knew his bully, he had no idea what was going to happen, and that made the dread growing in his gut even heavier. \n\nHe lost himself in the mist of fear and anxiety until a heavy knock at Zavoc’s door caused him to jump. He glanced at Zavoc, waiting for the bull to do something… but Zavoc just continued lying there. “Arch, get that for me, will you?” he said casually.\n\nHis heart rate quickening, Archer went to scoop up his clothes, but the bull interrupted him, saying, “You won’t need those, don’t worry”. He nodded to the doorway. This time, the bull had a devious grin on his face that gave Archer chills. “Hurry up”.\n\nWith heavy footsteps and a now-thumping heart, Archer slowly plodded towards the front door. To his shame and surprise, it wasn’t actually even locked -- he could have tried to run. But Zavoc had known he wouldn’t.\n\nHe rubbed a paw down his face. Pathetic, helpless, stupid little coyote.\n\nHiding his naked body behind the wood, he slowly opened the door and peeked through.\n\nA sharp pain shot through his heart and he stumbled backwards clumsily, feeling like the floor -- no, the world itself -- was falling away underneath him and he was suddenly falling.\n\nA light brown boar and a dark grey bear. They were both big, tall, and broad heavyset furs with round guts that bulged with both fat and muscles. Their shirts stretched around their chunky frames, the boar had damp streaks of sweat on his shirt under his gut and round man-tits, and the bear’s clothes looked like they were about to rip and tear where his bulging arms were crossed atop his huge belly.\n\nThe coyote clutched his chest. He couldn’t breathe. When he had nightmares about Zavoc, these were the two standing behind the bull, laughing and punching their palms in anticipation. These were the two keeping watch for teachers while Zavoc ambushed Archer in the locker room. These were the two holding him in place while Zavoc pummeled him in the tummy with his fists. \n\nThe coyote stumbled back from the door on weak legs, letting the wood slowly swing open by itself. This felt like a terrible dream. A nightmare within a nightmare. This couldn’t be happening.\n\nThe boar, Nakk, stopped leaning against the wall outside and lumbered through the doorway, the wooden floor creaking under his heavy hooves. His brown eyes seemed to gloss over Archer at first as he looked around the hallway, presumably looking for Zavoc to explain what was going on. But they soon returned for a second look, and after he studied the naked coyote for a second, staring down at him over the tusks either side of his furry snout, they suddenly intensified with realisation.\n\n“Ho...ly... shit”, he said slowly, prodding his lips with a fat wet tongue.\n\nNakk was always a bit slow. Actually, he was dumb as hell -- stupid enough to get in trouble constantly as a teenager as he would do naughty things in clear sight of teachers. Alone, he wouldn’t have been as bad, but under the much more dominating Zavoc’s lead, whose orders he would follow without question, he was dangerous to be around. A big ugly goon.\n\nShoving his porcine friend to the side to make room, the dark bear, Brandt, stepped inside next to him. His piercing grey eyes looked as mean as ever, and they fell upon Archer with a look of complete disdain.\n\nNakk elbowed the bear in the gut, and snorted. “I think that’s the faggot from school... Ya know, Archie”.\n\n“Archer”, Brandt corrected, as he started to nod slowly, remembering the coyote. The smallest smile started to grow on his face -- a rare occurrence for him. In school, the bear rarely smiled or laughed. The only time he really ever showed any sign of happiness was when he was watching someone else’s suffering.\n\nArcher got to see Brandt smile quite a lot when they were teens. \n\nOf the three bullies, Brandt was the most sadistic. While Zavoc was often quite clever and manipulative in his schemes, the bear needed no more than his fists. And he loved using them -- inflicting pain and fear upon those smaller and weaker than him.\n\n“This is interesting”, the bear noted. “Where’s Zavoc, fag?”\n\nLowering his head and shrinking away, Archer led the two bulky furs back to the living room. Zavoc was sitting upright on the couch, so as they approached from behind, all they could see the bull’s horned head. Nakk started speaking the moment they entered the room, sounding amused, almost excited. “What the fuck, Zav? You finally found the faggot who got you--”, and then as the boar circled the couch and noticed the naked nine-year-old in Zavoc’s lap, he froze. “Whoa!”\n\nIntrigued by the boar’s reaction, Brandt stepped forward to see what was going on, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Finn.\n\nArcher regarded the perverted situation with dismay, wishing this were just another of his nightmares. His young naked boyfriend was sitting between the bull’s thighs, though Finn was straddling the bovine’s fat dick between his own little legs. Blushing intensely, the otter held his head low, and he wiped something sloppy from his mouth -- probably Zavoc’s saliva. Meanwhile, the bull had his arms behind his head, and he smiled at his friends arrogantly as his cock twitched against the cushion, underneath Finn. Brandt turned his eyes upon the bull’s face, awaiting an explanation, while Nakk’s eyes seemed glued to Finn’s naked little body.\n\nZavoc gave something of a shrug. “Archer came over to make amends for what he did, and was nice enough to bring this little toy along. So we’ve been having a bit of fun together”.\n\n“Huh… Fuck yeah”, Nakk laughed. Fat fingers started to grope his crotch. \n\n“Problem is…” Zavoc sighed, playfully rolling his eyes, “coyote [i]cunt-ote[/i] still hasn’t learnt his lesson. So I could use a hand, you know…”\n\n“Putting him in his place?” Brandt said, to which the bull grinned widely. “Well, it’s been a while… but I’ve got a few ideas”. He turned towards the shaking canine and formed a fist, cupping it with his other other. “You really fucked our buddy over, bitch. Who the hell do you think you are?”\n\n“See, this is why you’re a good friend, B”, Zavoc said. “You get me”. He pulled Finn back against his abs and watched Archer with a knowing smirk. He held his arm out towards the coyote and waved his hand, as if to gesture to his buddies, [i]What are you waiting for[/i]?\n\nNothing else needed to be said between the tight trio. Brandt stripped his clothes, revealing his thick fat powerful body, and Nakk followed the bear’s lead -- his obese body less strong, but just as big. Archer trembled in fear as, all too soon, both of the bull’s huge naked friends approached him. He knew their body language well, and there was no denying he was about to [i]suffer[/i]. The coyote stumbled backwards from the bulky furs until his back was to the wall and there was nowhere else he could go, as images of a tortured teenage coyote flooded his mind. He whined quietly and his knees buckled in fear. \n\nThe boar laughed at him, while the bear just smiled and breathed the fear in through his nostrils. \n\n“I don’t care what you do to him”, Zavoc called out, “but I’m really sick of his whining. So shut him up, will you?” He gripped the cub’s body tightly as he sat back and prepared to watch the show with the captive otter.\n\nFinn cried Archer’s name, his eyes deep, sad, and terrified as they watched the coyote.\n\nArcher wished he could tell his sweet boy that it would be okay, but he knew it wouldn’t be, and he couldn’t bring himself to look at his worried boyfriend anymore, let alone reassure him. His familiar old fear response overwhelmed his body, preparing him to fight or flee, even though he could do neither. His heart beat so hard it felt like it was going to break through his chest.\n\nThe two furs almost seemed to swell in size as they closed in on the coyote. Between their thighs hung fat fleshy poles and heavy balls, Brandt’s long and flaccid, Nakk’s cock impossibly stiff as he kept glancing at the nearby cub’s naked body. The boar’s cock head had snaked out of his foreskin, already greasy with precum. The last time Archer had seen their cocks years ago, they’d been showering him in their piss, and while neither of them had anything on Zavoc’s length, they were both ridiculously fat. \n\nArcher soon lost sight of both Zavoc and Finn as the two bullies cornered him against the wall, and all the coyote could see was fat and muscle. “You ready for a trip down memory lane?” Brandt said.\n\n“No teachers to run to for help this time”, Nakk added, crossing his arms.\n\n“Heh, you have such a punchable face”, Brandt continued, flexing the arm he was nursing his fist with.\n\nThere was a moment of still silence. Archer watched them, cringing, waiting.\n\nSuddenly, Brandt’s whole body shifted and he swung his fist through the air, straight towards Archer’s face. The coyote squealed, closing his eyes, turning his head, and throwing his hands up as a shield.\n\nNothing connected.\n\nNakk burst out laughing. “Oh man, he thought you were gonna punch him!”\n\n“Naww, poor thing”, Brandt fake-soothed, ruffling Archer’s hair condescendingly. \n\nHis whole body still tensed up, Archer slowly lowered his hands and squinted at the bear. Nakk continued chuckling as he patted Archer’s shoulder. Then it happened.\n\n[i]BAM[/i].\n\nBrandt’s knuckled fist struck Archer right below his ribs. “[i]Uuuufff[/i]!” the coyote groaned. Winded and wheezing, he fell to his knees, clutching the area where his body raged with pain and shock.\n\n“Haha, oh shit, you got him good!” Nakk said.\n\n“It [i]felt[/i] good”, Brandt grunted happily, before ordering, “Hold him up”.\n\nBehind the pair of chunky furs, Archer heard Finn squeal, but the kid’s voice was quickly muffled by some unseen part of Zavoc.\n\nNakk pulled Archer up by the armpits, and the coyote’s feet scrambled in the air for a few seconds before they connected with the ground again. Tears dripped from Archer’s eyes, mixing with snot from his nose, and he looked up with blurry vision to see Brandt just as the bear was taking another swing at him.\n\nHe groaned in agony as Brandt’s fist pounded him right in the stomach this time. Then again, right away. He coughed and sputtered violently, gasping. His whole body shook as pain rippled through him, but Nakk held him upright like a punching bag for the bear.\n\nAgain. Lower down his abdomen this time. Blunt, fiery pain tore through his nerves. Archer screamed with pain and desperately tried to shake free from Nakk’s grasp, as all he wanted to do was curl up into a ball -- that was the only mercy he wanted, to protect his soft vulnerable tummy, and he couldn’t even have that. \n\nBrandt grunted with satisfaction.\n\n“Fuck, dude, you’re making a mess”, Nakk snorted.\n\n“Naww, he’s not even bleedin yet”, the bear replied.\n\n“Nah, I mean your cock”, the boar laughed.\n\nArcher strained his eyes open a little to see the bear’s fat cock head drooling precum onto the floor.\n\n“Oh, heh”, Brandt chuckled. “What can I say? Beating the shit out of pissweak little faggots [i]turns me the fuck on[/i]”. He grabbed hold of the coyote’s hair and wrenched his head back, leaning forward to talk right into Archer’s face. In a gruff, angry voice, he whispered, “Ya know, sometimes after I beat the shit out of you after school, I’d go home to my bedroom, rip my pants off, and beat one out hard and fast thinking about it”.\n\n“Whoa, for real?” Nakk said, sounding both dumb and dumbfounded at the same time. “That’s fucked up”.\n\nBrandt just quietly smiled, his teeth in front of Archer’s eyes. Then he stood up straight, and punched Archer once more, this time in the side of the face. The coyote was knocked to the side, and his whole body heaved with pained sobs.\n\nBrandt grabbed Archer himself and shoved the coyote down so he was on his knees. Seconds later, he shoved his fat, dripping cock into Archer’s mouth. The coyote could hardly summon the strength to open his mouth and avoid scraping the bear’s dick with his teeth -- which would only have made things worse. His mouth was numb and his jaw was fuzzy and prickly from the impact of Brandt’s punch. At this point, having his face raped wasn’t too far a step up in his suffering.\n\n“Ungh, yeah, that’s good!” Brandt grunted, shifting the coyote around so his head was against the wall, and he could throw some strength behind his thrusts. Archer’s skull smacked against the wall a few times before he somewhat adjusted to the bear’s rhythm, which was only a small mercy. At this point, Archer was beyond resisting. As tears ran down his muzzle, and much of his whole body burned with pain, he opened his mouth as wide as he could and allowed the bear to use him to get off. His saliva mixed with Brandt’s natural cock lube and the dull metallic taste at the back of his throat that may have been his own blood -- he couldn’t tell, he’d lost a lot of sensation by now. His head was fuzzy.\n\nFor several minutes, Brandt had his way with Archer, and the coyote closed his eyes and tried to block out what was happening -- Brandt’s grunting and thrusting, and his pain, fear, and anger at himself. But when Zavoc spoke, he heard one thing he couldn’t ignore.\n\n“Alright, but make sure Archer can see”, Zavoc said.\n\nArcher’s eyes shot open, but all he could see was the bear’s dark fuzzy musclegut jiggling from the force of his thrusts in front of his eyes. At least, that was until Nakk appeared beside Brandt... his hand dragging a little otter behind him in tow. Archer’s heart sunk. He pitied himself and his own suffering, but he would have taken a hundred more fat rapey dicks to protect Finn from this one.\n\nThe boar pushed Finn against the wall next to Archer. The otter was crying, and he struggled against Nakk’s grasp, though the boar could have pinned him in place with little more than one fat finger. Finn was forced upright against the wall, and both of his paws were held together by one of Nakk’s fat hands. Finn’s tail wrapped around one of his own thighs -- a self-comforting thing the boy often did when he was upset -- and he whined in fear.\n\n“Fuck, this is gonna be good”, Nakk grunted. With that, he grabbed hold of Finn’s soft bright blond hair, pulled the kid’s head back, and crammed his fat boar cock into the boy’s mouth as far as it would go. Finn gagged and his whole body shuddered with revolt, but Nakk kept pushing forward until his round gut squished against the otter’s face. “Uhh, grrrrr, guhhhhhh!” the boar grunted, as he started to thrust back and forth into Finn’s mouth. Finn clenched his eyes shut as tears rolled down his cheeks in streams until it mixed with the fur on the boar’s fat stomach.\n\nBrandt smacked Archer on the side of his face, leaving it stinging. “You like watching the kid get his face raped?” the bear teased, looking down at him past heavy pecs and his own round belly. He gave the coyote’s junk a little kick with his foot, and it was only then that Archer realised he had an erection again. \n\nThere was so much sex all around him... grunting and groaning... huge cocks in little mouths... tears and laughter. All of it was so very wrong, so why the hell did it it turn his body on? What was wrong with him? His face flushed with embarrassment, intensifying the heat of the swollen welt on his cheek.\n\n“You secretly like this, don’t you, faggot?” the bear taunted. He started thrusting into Archer’s mouth deeply, and each time he withdrew his cock and pulled his body away, the coyote could see Zavoc still flopped over the couch. The bovine’s cock was semi hard, and he was stroking it casually as he watched his friends rape Archer and Finn. He gave Archer a smile and a wink, before Brandt slammed his hips forward again, forcing his cock down the coyote’s throat, and engulfing his face with furry flesh.\n\nMeanwhile, Nakk was making lots of dirty sexual noises befitting the ugly, fat, hairy bastard that he was. “Nnnnnnuugh, so good!” he grunted. “Guh, fuck. Can’t believe I’m plowin a kid! So tight!” His cock pushed down Finn’s throat, his belly fat squishing over the Finn’s nostrils even when he pulled out between each plunge. The otter was probably struggling to breathe, but couldn’t even push the boar’s gut off him to free his nose since his hands were still pinned over his head. Archer desperately wished he could help, but Brandt was in complete control of his own body. \n\nThe boar pulled out, gripped his dick and started pumping it. Finn gasped and sputtered for air. Watching, Archer hoped the boar was about to cum so Finn would be free, but no, Nakk lifted his cock and spread his legs a little so his hairy ball sack swung forward. “Here you go cutie”, he grunted. “Give these some love for me”. Shuffling forward, he smushed his balls against the otter’s nose. Finn scrunched his face up and tried to wrench his head away from the hairy, musky sack, but Nakk just squatted down and grinded his ball sack against the kid’s face, his balls separating either side of Finn’s muzzle and squishing against his cheeks. His dark pubes blended with Finn’s bright fur. \n\n“Yeahhhhh, how’s the smell? How do they taste, kid?” the boar groaned, continuing to jerk his cock while he slowly thrust up and down, making his testicles jiggle up and down against the boy’s cheeks. “You like my sweaty balls in your face?”\n\n“Mnnnngh ffmmmmnnn!” came a muffled noise from his balls, as Finn squirmed with distress.\n\n“Fuck yeah!” the boar groaned, his eyes rolling back, clearly loving the dirty shit he was doing. “When you scream it’s like a vibrator against my junk, mmm”. He was pumping his dick fast, and it looked rock hard, bulging with veins, having turned a dark shade of red. His cock was as ugly as his face.\n\nMeanwhile, Brandt growled and thrust forward to stretch out Archer’s throat, holding his cock there as he watched what the boar was doing to Finn. “Dude, you wanna swap?” he asked Nakk. \n\n“Fuck no”, the boar grunted, his cock flinging droplets of precum onto Finn’s hair as the boar beat away at it.\n\nThe bear growled in anger, then grabbed Archer’s head with both hands and started taking out his apparent disappointment by plowing the coyote’s mouth hard.\n\n“You’re such a good little slut, gurgling on my sack”, Nakk moaned. “Get my ball funk up your nose. You’re gonna be smelling my balls for days”. As Finn continued to struggle, the boar just continued grunting and snorting, his cock getting all sloppy. “Scream all you want, kid, it makes me feel really good, mmmm”. \n\nWhile Brandt merely grunted furiously as he rammed his thick cock down Archer’s mouth harder and faster, the boar ran his mouth and vocalised whatever was going through his head as he got closer to cumming. “I’m rubbing my big man musk all over a little boy’s face. Cute little boy. Young kid. Preteen. Innocent boy. Ugghhh. Feels so good, fuck. And there’s nothing you can do. Cos you’re so little. And I’m so big. Oh fuck. Fuck!”\n\n“Dude, shut up!” Brandt snarled.\n\n“You’re just jealous ‘cause I got the kid”, the boar replied without taking his eyes off the ceiling as he gooned out. “Fuckin... underage boy got his face buried in my big hairy ball sack. Fuck, I’m… gonna blow!” \n\n“Make sure he swallows it”, Zavoc interrupted from the couch.\n\n“I’m not gonna give him a fuckin choice!” the boar grunted. He slipped his throbbing pole between Finn’s lips, then pushed forward into the kid and didn’t stop pushing until his cock stretched Finn’s throat and the boy’s face sunk into his fat gut. Then he snorted a lungful of air and let out a long satisfied groan as he came, propping himself up against the wall with both hands. The boar’s plump testicles rose and fell inside the hairy sack that was squished around Finn’s chin as they emptied their contents into the boy. Being a boar, his lengthy orgasm prolonged Finn’s misery for minutes, and Nakk’s whole body vibrated with pleasure and he squealed and gasped and snorted as it took its course.\n\nBefore Nakk finished, Brandt grunted, “Shit, I’m cummin”. He fucked Archer’s face hard, clobbering the coyote’s skull against the wall, until Archer’s mouth suddenly started filling with thick, gooey liquid. “Fuck!” the bear yelled, and he grabbed Archer’s skull with both hands and pulled the coyote onto his cock. “Drink my load, faggot”, he grunted, staring down at Archer with hateful eyes the whole time. With a sneer, he used a couple fingers to block Archer’s nostrils, and a laugh interrupted his moan as Archer choked on the bear’s cum, his eyes watering with both strain and misery.\n\n“Fuuuuuucckk... that was good”, Nakk sighed as he finally stepped backwards and released the poor otter. Finn fell forward onto his hands and knees, and instantly his whole body heaved as he spurted cum from his mouth onto the floor. “Shit... That [i]was[/i] like a three-day load, I guess”, the boar chuckled.\n\nBrandt slapped Archer a few times as his cock spurted out the last of his cum, before letting him go too. The coyote slumped against the wall next to Finn, cum dribbling from his mouth onto his chest. He groaned in exhausted pain, then noticed something else dropping onto his chest too. Red drops. He held a paw to his face, and found wet blood at his nostril.\n\n“Got nothin to say this time?” Archer heard Zavoc say, though he was too tired to lift his head to look at the bull. \n\n“I think he learnt a fuckin lesson”, Brandt panted, rubbing his own chunky chest and gut affectionately as he looked down at the pathetic pair, and kicked the weak coyote with a foot.\n\nBut the bull hummed in slow, exaggerated thought, and leant forward with his elbows on his knees as he smiled. “I dunno guys… he’s pretty fuckin stupid. I think we’ve got quite the task on our hands”. \n\nZavoc laughed darkly, and the smiles on his two friends’ faces widened. Above Archer, Nakk stroked his softened cock, licking his lips with a warm glow cast across his face after his powerful orgasm, still eyeing Finn’s soft little underage body. Brandt rubbed his knuckles with his palm, looking down at Archer with a hateful scowl as his mind ticked away behind cold grey eyes. Behind them both, Zavoc watched, casually flopping his gigantic fleshy rod back and forth between his hands, smirking happily at the coyote’s misery.\n\nBent over with a flushed face and watery eyes, Finn’s entire body quivered as he coughed up boar jizz between groans of pain. Archer crumbled on the floor next to his lover, and used the little energy he had left to place a paw around his little lover’s back and pull him into a hug, trying to give him some kind of comfort. “It’s okay. It’ll be okay”, he whispered, though he barely believed the words himself.\n\nFinn barely reacted to his touch. He didn’t hug back.\n\n\n\n[center][b][url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2077174]Art[/url][/b][/center]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n",
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Ch 4
Archer sniffled as he sat there, arms crossed, legs drawn close against his body, heart throbbing with a mixture of fear and fury. When he swallowed, his throat ached from getting raped and stretched from the bull’s huge cock. And he felt sick to his stomach where a thick load of bull sperm churned away. But he didn’t sulk for himself.
All he wanted to do was take Finn into his arms and comfort the cub. When Zavoc had finally removed his chunky ass from the otter’s face, Finn had gasped for air and cried, frantically rubbing his face with little paws as though he could wipe away his terror alongside his tears. But when Archer had reached for his boy, the bull had shoved him backwards onto the floor and laughed, “Nuh uh, I want a cuddle buddy while I recharge”.
And so the coyote was left to sit there on the floor, unable to do anything, while on the couch above, Zavoc pulled the cub close and wrapped his arms around the otter like he was a little teddy bear. As Finn kicked his legs and whimpered and tried to worm his way out of Zavoc’s grasp, but was trapped inside a prison of bovine muscle, Archer couldn’t do anything to help him, even when Finn whimpered his name. Every plea was followed the the deep dark sound of Zavoc’s cruel laughter. The coyote didn’t even know what to say to comfort his boy. There was nothing he could say that would make this better.
So he said nothing. Did nothing. Just sat and cried. Listened to his bully cuddle his whimpering lover -- doing what he couldn’t.
“Get my phone for me Archer”, the bull ordered, gesturing limply towards where his shorts rested on the floor. With a wet-eyed glare, the coyote begrudgingly crawled over and fished the bull’s phone out of his pocket and handed it to him. Zavoc typed something out on the screen with one big dark hand, while the other caressed Finn’s soft tummy.
His phone buzzed in response a short while later, and the rhythm continued with his phone vibrating between messages. Archer watched through squinted eyes as the bull huffed quietly and rolled his eyes to himself, muttering silently with what seemed like flickers of annoyance. His thick fingers continued idly stroking the young boy’s body, tickling his chest and circling his nipples, and crawling down his tummy and fondling his junk. Finn’s struggles eventually waned as he realised the hopelessness of his situation. When Archer made eye contact with the cub’s sad green eyes, he felt a pain shoot through his heart and he lowered his head in shame.
Eventually Zavoc tossed his phone onto a nearby table with a grunt, “Idiots”. When the coyote looked up at him with a confused look, the bull returned a wide smile. “You’re being a good little doggy, Archer”, Zavoc said. “Look at you, sitting on the floor there like a good boy. I didn’t even have to tell you where you place was. Guess you’re starting to learn, huh?” Then he kissed the top of Finn’s hair and leant down towards the boy’s ear. “Isn’t Archer such a little bitch, kiddo? He’s so pathetic, isn’t he?”
Finn, ever the brave little soul, huffed, “Shut up”.
The bull snorted in amusement. “Don’t worry, you’ll learn”. Then he tugged the cub’s head back by the hair and crammed his tongue down the boy’s mouth in a deep kiss.
Archer turned away and crossed his arms, staring into the distance at nothing as he listened to the bull forcefully make out with the cub, wondering when this would all end. If Zavoc meant what he said about just getting started, what was he going to do? When would he be satisfied? As well as he knew his bully, he had no idea what was going to happen, and that made the dread growing in his gut even heavier.
He lost himself in the mist of fear and anxiety until a heavy knock at Zavoc’s door caused him to jump. He glanced at Zavoc, waiting for the bull to do something… but Zavoc just continued lying there. “Arch, get that for me, will you?” he said casually.
His heart rate quickening, Archer went to scoop up his clothes, but the bull interrupted him, saying, “You won’t need those, don’t worry”. He nodded to the doorway. This time, the bull had a devious grin on his face that gave Archer chills. “Hurry up”.
With heavy footsteps and a now-thumping heart, Archer slowly plodded towards the front door. To his shame and surprise, it wasn’t actually even locked -- he could have tried to run. But Zavoc had known he wouldn’t.
He rubbed a paw down his face. Pathetic, helpless, stupid little coyote.
Hiding his naked body behind the wood, he slowly opened the door and peeked through.
A sharp pain shot through his heart and he stumbled backwards clumsily, feeling like the floor -- no, the world itself -- was falling away underneath him and he was suddenly falling.
A light brown boar and a dark grey bear. They were both big, tall, and broad heavyset furs with round guts that bulged with both fat and muscles. Their shirts stretched around their chunky frames, the boar had damp streaks of sweat on his shirt under his gut and round man-tits, and the bear’s clothes looked like they were about to rip and tear where his bulging arms were crossed atop his huge belly.
The coyote clutched his chest. He couldn’t breathe. When he had nightmares about Zavoc, these were the two standing behind the bull, laughing and punching their palms in anticipation. These were the two keeping watch for teachers while Zavoc ambushed Archer in the locker room. These were the two holding him in place while Zavoc pummeled him in the tummy with his fists.
The coyote stumbled back from the door on weak legs, letting the wood slowly swing open by itself. This felt like a terrible dream. A nightmare within a nightmare. This couldn’t be happening.
The boar, Nakk, stopped leaning against the wall outside and lumbered through the doorway, the wooden floor creaking under his heavy hooves. His brown eyes seemed to gloss over Archer at first as he looked around the hallway, presumably looking for Zavoc to explain what was going on. But they soon returned for a second look, and after he studied the naked coyote for a second, staring down at him over the tusks either side of his furry snout, they suddenly intensified with realisation.
“Ho...ly... shit”, he said slowly, prodding his lips with a fat wet tongue.
Nakk was always a bit slow. Actually, he was dumb as hell -- stupid enough to get in trouble constantly as a teenager as he would do naughty things in clear sight of teachers. Alone, he wouldn’t have been as bad, but under the much more dominating Zavoc’s lead, whose orders he would follow without question, he was dangerous to be around. A big ugly goon.
Shoving his porcine friend to the side to make room, the dark bear, Brandt, stepped inside next to him. His piercing grey eyes looked as mean as ever, and they fell upon Archer with a look of complete disdain.
Nakk elbowed the bear in the gut, and snorted. “I think that’s the faggot from school... Ya know, Archie”.
“Archer”, Brandt corrected, as he started to nod slowly, remembering the coyote. The smallest smile started to grow on his face -- a rare occurrence for him. In school, the bear rarely smiled or laughed. The only time he really ever showed any sign of happiness was when he was watching someone else’s suffering.
Archer got to see Brandt smile quite a lot when they were teens.
Of the three bullies, Brandt was the most sadistic. While Zavoc was often quite clever and manipulative in his schemes, the bear needed no more than his fists. And he loved using them -- inflicting pain and fear upon those smaller and weaker than him.
“This is interesting”, the bear noted. “Where’s Zavoc, fag?”
Lowering his head and shrinking away, Archer led the two bulky furs back to the living room. Zavoc was sitting upright on the couch, so as they approached from behind, all they could see the bull’s horned head. Nakk started speaking the moment they entered the room, sounding amused, almost excited. “What the fuck, Zav? You finally found the faggot who got you--”, and then as the boar circled the couch and noticed the naked nine-year-old in Zavoc’s lap, he froze. “Whoa!”
Intrigued by the boar’s reaction, Brandt stepped forward to see what was going on, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Finn.
Archer regarded the perverted situation with dismay, wishing this were just another of his nightmares. His young naked boyfriend was sitting between the bull’s thighs, though Finn was straddling the bovine’s fat dick between his own little legs. Blushing intensely, the otter held his head low, and he wiped something sloppy from his mouth -- probably Zavoc’s saliva. Meanwhile, the bull had his arms behind his head, and he smiled at his friends arrogantly as his cock twitched against the cushion, underneath Finn. Brandt turned his eyes upon the bull’s face, awaiting an explanation, while Nakk’s eyes seemed glued to Finn’s naked little body.
Zavoc gave something of a shrug. “Archer came over to make amends for what he did, and was nice enough to bring this little toy along. So we’ve been having a bit of fun together”.
“Huh… Fuck yeah”, Nakk laughed. Fat fingers started to grope his crotch.
“Problem is…” Zavoc sighed, playfully rolling his eyes, “coyote cunt-ote still hasn’t learnt his lesson. So I could use a hand, you know…”
“Putting him in his place?” Brandt said, to which the bull grinned widely. “Well, it’s been a while… but I’ve got a few ideas”. He turned towards the shaking canine and formed a fist, cupping it with his other other. “You really fucked our buddy over, bitch. Who the hell do you think you are?”
“See, this is why you’re a good friend, B”, Zavoc said. “You get me”. He pulled Finn back against his abs and watched Archer with a knowing smirk. He held his arm out towards the coyote and waved his hand, as if to gesture to his buddies, What are you waiting for?
Nothing else needed to be said between the tight trio. Brandt stripped his clothes, revealing his thick fat powerful body, and Nakk followed the bear’s lead -- his obese body less strong, but just as big. Archer trembled in fear as, all too soon, both of the bull’s huge naked friends approached him. He knew their body language well, and there was no denying he was about to suffer. The coyote stumbled backwards from the bulky furs until his back was to the wall and there was nowhere else he could go, as images of a tortured teenage coyote flooded his mind. He whined quietly and his knees buckled in fear.
The boar laughed at him, while the bear just smiled and breathed the fear in through his nostrils.
“I don’t care what you do to him”, Zavoc called out, “but I’m really sick of his whining. So shut him up, will you?” He gripped the cub’s body tightly as he sat back and prepared to watch the show with the captive otter.
Finn cried Archer’s name, his eyes deep, sad, and terrified as they watched the coyote.
Archer wished he could tell his sweet boy that it would be okay, but he knew it wouldn’t be, and he couldn’t bring himself to look at his worried boyfriend anymore, let alone reassure him. His familiar old fear response overwhelmed his body, preparing him to fight or flee, even though he could do neither. His heart beat so hard it felt like it was going to break through his chest.
The two furs almost seemed to swell in size as they closed in on the coyote. Between their thighs hung fat fleshy poles and heavy balls, Brandt’s long and flaccid, Nakk’s cock impossibly stiff as he kept glancing at the nearby cub’s naked body. The boar’s cock head had snaked out of his foreskin, already greasy with precum. The last time Archer had seen their cocks years ago, they’d been showering him in their piss, and while neither of them had anything on Zavoc’s length, they were both ridiculously fat.
Archer soon lost sight of both Zavoc and Finn as the two bullies cornered him against the wall, and all the coyote could see was fat and muscle. “You ready for a trip down memory lane?” Brandt said.
“No teachers to run to for help this time”, Nakk added, crossing his arms.
“Heh, you have such a punchable face”, Brandt continued, flexing the arm he was nursing his fist with.
There was a moment of still silence. Archer watched them, cringing, waiting.
Suddenly, Brandt’s whole body shifted and he swung his fist through the air, straight towards Archer’s face. The coyote squealed, closing his eyes, turning his head, and throwing his hands up as a shield.
Nothing connected.
Nakk burst out laughing. “Oh man, he thought you were gonna punch him!”
“Naww, poor thing”, Brandt fake-soothed, ruffling Archer’s hair condescendingly.
His whole body still tensed up, Archer slowly lowered his hands and squinted at the bear. Nakk continued chuckling as he patted Archer’s shoulder. Then it happened.
BAM.
Brandt’s knuckled fist struck Archer right below his ribs. “Uuuufff!” the coyote groaned. Winded and wheezing, he fell to his knees, clutching the area where his body raged with pain and shock.
“Haha, oh shit, you got him good!” Nakk said.
“It felt good”, Brandt grunted happily, before ordering, “Hold him up”.
Behind the pair of chunky furs, Archer heard Finn squeal, but the kid’s voice was quickly muffled by some unseen part of Zavoc.
Nakk pulled Archer up by the armpits, and the coyote’s feet scrambled in the air for a few seconds before they connected with the ground again. Tears dripped from Archer’s eyes, mixing with snot from his nose, and he looked up with blurry vision to see Brandt just as the bear was taking another swing at him.
He groaned in agony as Brandt’s fist pounded him right in the stomach this time. Then again, right away. He coughed and sputtered violently, gasping. His whole body shook as pain rippled through him, but Nakk held him upright like a punching bag for the bear.
Again. Lower down his abdomen this time. Blunt, fiery pain tore through his nerves. Archer screamed with pain and desperately tried to shake free from Nakk’s grasp, as all he wanted to do was curl up into a ball -- that was the only mercy he wanted, to protect his soft vulnerable tummy, and he couldn’t even have that.
Brandt grunted with satisfaction.
“Fuck, dude, you’re making a mess”, Nakk snorted.
“Naww, he’s not even bleedin yet”, the bear replied.
“Nah, I mean your cock”, the boar laughed.
Archer strained his eyes open a little to see the bear’s fat cock head drooling precum onto the floor.
“Oh, heh”, Brandt chuckled. “What can I say? Beating the shit out of pissweak little faggots turns me the fuck on”. He grabbed hold of the coyote’s hair and wrenched his head back, leaning forward to talk right into Archer’s face. In a gruff, angry voice, he whispered, “Ya know, sometimes after I beat the shit out of you after school, I’d go home to my bedroom, rip my pants off, and beat one out hard and fast thinking about it”.
“Whoa, for real?” Nakk said, sounding both dumb and dumbfounded at the same time. “That’s fucked up”.
Brandt just quietly smiled, his teeth in front of Archer’s eyes. Then he stood up straight, and punched Archer once more, this time in the side of the face. The coyote was knocked to the side, and his whole body heaved with pained sobs.
Brandt grabbed Archer himself and shoved the coyote down so he was on his knees. Seconds later, he shoved his fat, dripping cock into Archer’s mouth. The coyote could hardly summon the strength to open his mouth and avoid scraping the bear’s dick with his teeth -- which would only have made things worse. His mouth was numb and his jaw was fuzzy and prickly from the impact of Brandt’s punch. At this point, having his face raped wasn’t too far a step up in his suffering.
“Ungh, yeah, that’s good!” Brandt grunted, shifting the coyote around so his head was against the wall, and he could throw some strength behind his thrusts. Archer’s skull smacked against the wall a few times before he somewhat adjusted to the bear’s rhythm, which was only a small mercy. At this point, Archer was beyond resisting. As tears ran down his muzzle, and much of his whole body burned with pain, he opened his mouth as wide as he could and allowed the bear to use him to get off. His saliva mixed with Brandt’s natural cock lube and the dull metallic taste at the back of his throat that may have been his own blood -- he couldn’t tell, he’d lost a lot of sensation by now. His head was fuzzy.
For several minutes, Brandt had his way with Archer, and the coyote closed his eyes and tried to block out what was happening -- Brandt’s grunting and thrusting, and his pain, fear, and anger at himself. But when Zavoc spoke, he heard one thing he couldn’t ignore.
“Alright, but make sure Archer can see”, Zavoc said.
Archer’s eyes shot open, but all he could see was the bear’s dark fuzzy musclegut jiggling from the force of his thrusts in front of his eyes. At least, that was until Nakk appeared beside Brandt... his hand dragging a little otter behind him in tow. Archer’s heart sunk. He pitied himself and his own suffering, but he would have taken a hundred more fat rapey dicks to protect Finn from this one.
The boar pushed Finn against the wall next to Archer. The otter was crying, and he struggled against Nakk’s grasp, though the boar could have pinned him in place with little more than one fat finger. Finn was forced upright against the wall, and both of his paws were held together by one of Nakk’s fat hands. Finn’s tail wrapped around one of his own thighs -- a self-comforting thing the boy often did when he was upset -- and he whined in fear.
“Fuck, this is gonna be good”, Nakk grunted. With that, he grabbed hold of Finn’s soft bright blond hair, pulled the kid’s head back, and crammed his fat boar cock into the boy’s mouth as far as it would go. Finn gagged and his whole body shuddered with revolt, but Nakk kept pushing forward until his round gut squished against the otter’s face. “Uhh, grrrrr, guhhhhhh!” the boar grunted, as he started to thrust back and forth into Finn’s mouth. Finn clenched his eyes shut as tears rolled down his cheeks in streams until it mixed with the fur on the boar’s fat stomach.
Brandt smacked Archer on the side of his face, leaving it stinging. “You like watching the kid get his face raped?” the bear teased, looking down at him past heavy pecs and his own round belly. He gave the coyote’s junk a little kick with his foot, and it was only then that Archer realised he had an erection again.
There was so much sex all around him... grunting and groaning... huge cocks in little mouths... tears and laughter. All of it was so very wrong, so why the hell did it it turn his body on? What was wrong with him? His face flushed with embarrassment, intensifying the heat of the swollen welt on his cheek.
“You secretly like this, don’t you, faggot?” the bear taunted. He started thrusting into Archer’s mouth deeply, and each time he withdrew his cock and pulled his body away, the coyote could see Zavoc still flopped over the couch. The bovine’s cock was semi hard, and he was stroking it casually as he watched his friends rape Archer and Finn. He gave Archer a smile and a wink, before Brandt slammed his hips forward again, forcing his cock down the coyote’s throat, and engulfing his face with furry flesh.
Meanwhile, Nakk was making lots of dirty sexual noises befitting the ugly, fat, hairy bastard that he was. “Nnnnnnuugh, so good!” he grunted. “Guh, fuck. Can’t believe I’m plowin a kid! So tight!” His cock pushed down Finn’s throat, his belly fat squishing over the Finn’s nostrils even when he pulled out between each plunge. The otter was probably struggling to breathe, but couldn’t even push the boar’s gut off him to free his nose since his hands were still pinned over his head. Archer desperately wished he could help, but Brandt was in complete control of his own body.
The boar pulled out, gripped his dick and started pumping it. Finn gasped and sputtered for air. Watching, Archer hoped the boar was about to cum so Finn would be free, but no, Nakk lifted his cock and spread his legs a little so his hairy ball sack swung forward. “Here you go cutie”, he grunted. “Give these some love for me”. Shuffling forward, he smushed his balls against the otter’s nose. Finn scrunched his face up and tried to wrench his head away from the hairy, musky sack, but Nakk just squatted down and grinded his ball sack against the kid’s face, his balls separating either side of Finn’s muzzle and squishing against his cheeks. His dark pubes blended with Finn’s bright fur.
“Yeahhhhh, how’s the smell? How do they taste, kid?” the boar groaned, continuing to jerk his cock while he slowly thrust up and down, making his testicles jiggle up and down against the boy’s cheeks. “You like my sweaty balls in your face?”
“Mnnnngh ffmmmmnnn!” came a muffled noise from his balls, as Finn squirmed with distress.
“Fuck yeah!” the boar groaned, his eyes rolling back, clearly loving the dirty shit he was doing. “When you scream it’s like a vibrator against my junk, mmm”. He was pumping his dick fast, and it looked rock hard, bulging with veins, having turned a dark shade of red. His cock was as ugly as his face.
Meanwhile, Brandt growled and thrust forward to stretch out Archer’s throat, holding his cock there as he watched what the boar was doing to Finn. “Dude, you wanna swap?” he asked Nakk.
“Fuck no”, the boar grunted, his cock flinging droplets of precum onto Finn’s hair as the boar beat away at it.
The bear growled in anger, then grabbed Archer’s head with both hands and started taking out his apparent disappointment by plowing the coyote’s mouth hard.
“You’re such a good little slut, gurgling on my sack”, Nakk moaned. “Get my ball funk up your nose. You’re gonna be smelling my balls for days”. As Finn continued to struggle, the boar just continued grunting and snorting, his cock getting all sloppy. “Scream all you want, kid, it makes me feel really good, mmmm”.
While Brandt merely grunted furiously as he rammed his thick cock down Archer’s mouth harder and faster, the boar ran his mouth and vocalised whatever was going through his head as he got closer to cumming. “I’m rubbing my big man musk all over a little boy’s face. Cute little boy. Young kid. Preteen. Innocent boy. Ugghhh. Feels so good, fuck. And there’s nothing you can do. Cos you’re so little. And I’m so big. Oh fuck. Fuck!”
“Dude, shut up!” Brandt snarled.
“You’re just jealous ‘cause I got the kid”, the boar replied without taking his eyes off the ceiling as he gooned out. “Fuckin... underage boy got his face buried in my big hairy ball sack. Fuck, I’m… gonna blow!”
“Make sure he swallows it”, Zavoc interrupted from the couch.
“I’m not gonna give him a fuckin choice!” the boar grunted. He slipped his throbbing pole between Finn’s lips, then pushed forward into the kid and didn’t stop pushing until his cock stretched Finn’s throat and the boy’s face sunk into his fat gut. Then he snorted a lungful of air and let out a long satisfied groan as he came, propping himself up against the wall with both hands. The boar’s plump testicles rose and fell inside the hairy sack that was squished around Finn’s chin as they emptied their contents into the boy. Being a boar, his lengthy orgasm prolonged Finn’s misery for minutes, and Nakk’s whole body vibrated with pleasure and he squealed and gasped and snorted as it took its course.
Before Nakk finished, Brandt grunted, “Shit, I’m cummin”. He fucked Archer’s face hard, clobbering the coyote’s skull against the wall, until Archer’s mouth suddenly started filling with thick, gooey liquid. “Fuck!” the bear yelled, and he grabbed Archer’s skull with both hands and pulled the coyote onto his cock. “Drink my load, faggot”, he grunted, staring down at Archer with hateful eyes the whole time. With a sneer, he used a couple fingers to block Archer’s nostrils, and a laugh interrupted his moan as Archer choked on the bear’s cum, his eyes watering with both strain and misery.
“Fuuuuuucckk... that was good”, Nakk sighed as he finally stepped backwards and released the poor otter. Finn fell forward onto his hands and knees, and instantly his whole body heaved as he spurted cum from his mouth onto the floor. “Shit... That was like a three-day load, I guess”, the boar chuckled.
Brandt slapped Archer a few times as his cock spurted out the last of his cum, before letting him go too. The coyote slumped against the wall next to Finn, cum dribbling from his mouth onto his chest. He groaned in exhausted pain, then noticed something else dropping onto his chest too. Red drops. He held a paw to his face, and found wet blood at his nostril.
“Got nothin to say this time?” Archer heard Zavoc say, though he was too tired to lift his head to look at the bull.
“I think he learnt a fuckin lesson”, Brandt panted, rubbing his own chunky chest and gut affectionately as he looked down at the pathetic pair, and kicked the weak coyote with a foot.
But the bull hummed in slow, exaggerated thought, and leant forward with his elbows on his knees as he smiled. “I dunno guys… he’s pretty fuckin stupid. I think we’ve got quite the task on our hands”.
Zavoc laughed darkly, and the smiles on his two friends’ faces widened. Above Archer, Nakk stroked his softened cock, licking his lips with a warm glow cast across his face after his powerful orgasm, still eyeing Finn’s soft little underage body. Brandt rubbed his knuckles with his palm, looking down at Archer with a hateful scowl as his mind ticked away behind cold grey eyes. Behind them both, Zavoc watched, casually flopping his gigantic fleshy rod back and forth between his hands, smirking happily at the coyote’s misery.
Bent over with a flushed face and watery eyes, Finn’s entire body quivered as he coughed up boar jizz between groans of pain. Archer crumbled on the floor next to his lover, and used the little energy he had left to place a paw around his little lover’s back and pull him into a hug, trying to give him some kind of comfort. “It’s okay. It’ll be okay”, he whispered, though he barely believed the words himself.
Finn barely reacted to his touch. He didn’t hug back.
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