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Finn’s reaction was so strong it caught even him by surprise. “Don’t touch my fucking bands!” he yelled, and he kicked at the wolf as hard as he could and pushed him backwards.\n\nHe regretted it the moment he said it, as the wolf’s face lit up, twisting into a glittering, sharp smile. He’d found the weakness he’d been looking for.\n\n“Poor little baby doesn’t like it when I touch his girly accessories?” he teased, reaching for the otter’s wrist again.\n\nFinn snatched his arm out of the way and tried to protect it by curling into a ball, but it was like the wolf had tasted blood. Veller fell upon the smaller fur and used his superior strength to force his limbs apart to grab his wrist. Finn struggled and squealed, but Veller was too strong and excited. Clutching the boy’s arm tightly, the wolf raised Finn’s wrist to his mouth, and with sharp teeth, bit down on the bands and ripped his head away in a sharp movement. The snapped accessories fell in Finn’s lap, and tears welled in his eyes as though the wolf had bitten into his heart\n\n“Leave me the fuck alone!” he screamed, snatching up the remnants of his bands and clutching them against his chest.\n\nAbove, he heard an older man’s voice from the window. “What’s going on down there?” a teacher yelled.\n\nVeller stood up and stepped away from him backwards, grinning proudly, knowing that he’d finally stuck a dagger underneath the otter’s armour and wounded him. He disappeared into the crowd of teenagers leaving school, and left the sniffling otter to pick himself and his things up, blood dripping down onto his books from his face, a trembling hand clutching the two broken bands tightly.\n\nTrembling -- not out of fear or sadness, but rage.\n\n[center]* * *[/center][center][/center]\n\nFinn tossed his backpack on the bench next to the forgotten-about donuts and plodded towards the bathroom. At home, he breathed deeply, the familiar musky scents filling his lungs and reminding him he was safe, even though they mixed with the smell of blood. He glanced inside doors on his way, but found the house to be empty. As much as he could use a pair of arms around him right now, that was probably for the best. It wouldn’t fix anything. Not until he figured out what to do. \n\nHis face stung under the hot water in the shower, streaks of red running down the drain. Finn sunk against the wall and sat on his butt on the shower tiles, letting the water run over his head and naked body, breathing deeply and letting water wash into his mouth.\n\nThat stupid fucking wolf thought he was better than everyone. He thought he had a right to do whatever he wanted to whomever he wanted. But Finn was no bitch. Well, not Veller’s, anyway. \n\nHe didn’t give a shit about the teasing and name-calling and shoving. But this was different. For the first time, he opened his tense paw and looked down at the two broken wristbands, and sighed sadly at the sight. He held them against his chest where his heart was hurting.\n\nOne was green. A little too tight now. Worn, and faded. But it had still held strong over all the years he’d owned it. \n\nThe other was a band of black braided leather. Rough and strong. Bigger than the other, it often rested on top of the green band, appropriately. \n\nWho to tell? Either one would do whatever it took to protect him. And they each had their own methods.\n\nOne would get justice through angry phone calls and meetings with the school. \n\nBut Finn didn't want justice. \n\nHe wanted revenge.\n\n[center]* * *[/center][center][/center]\n\nThe next day was the perfect opportunity. Other kids in the sports class, which Finn definitely wasn’t a part of, always got back a little later than those in normal classes as they had to trudge back from the school gym. That meant that Finn could linger around outside the bathroom near the lockers until the rowdy boys, including Veller, returned. An external building as well, it would rarely be used at this time of day once most kids had already left for home. \n\nHe heard the gang of boys before he saw them, and as they headed towards their lockers, he watched the wolf out of the side of his eyes until he was sure Veller had noticed him. When those little orange circles in the distance glimmered, Finn turned and entered the bathroom. Inside, he casually washed his hands at the sink and waited. As expected, it wasn’t long before he heard footsteps enter. A private place where Veller could beat Finn up and take advantage of his knew knowledge was always going to be too enticing a prospect to ignore for the bully.\n\nThe wolf sidled up against the otter and pressed his bigger body against him. Finn watched the wolf through the spit-and-who-knows-what-else-spattered mirror, and saw the pleased grin across Veller’s face as the bully stood there, pondering what to do with his little victim. “Well, well…” the wolf mused. He grabbed Finn’s wrist where the bands were missing and chuckled to himself. “Mm, [i]sorryyyy[/i][i][/i]. Guess I got a little excited. What, did your dead parents give ‘em to you or somethin?”\n\nFinn yanked his hand away and turned to face the wolf. “Why’d you follow me into a bathroom, Veller?” he said. “You wanna suck my dick or something?”\n\nHe smirked as the wolf’s face contorted with anger. Finn’s buttons might have been hard for Veller to find, but the opposite was not true. “Fuckin fag”, he growled, and a clawed hand gripped the sink tightly.\n\n“I mean, you can be my bitch if you want”, the otter added with a shrug. “I’m sure it’s not the f--”\n\nThe wolf shoved him backwards until he met the wall and then pinned him there with his forearm against Finn’s neck, making it hard to breath. He bared his sharp teeth and growled in the smaller fur’s face. “You don’t know when to fucking quit, do you, cunt? Faggots like you make me sick”.\n\n“I thought you… wanted to be my friend”, Finn croaked, eyebrows raised in fake surprise.\n\n“I wanna fucking kill you”, the wolf snarled. “I wanna--”\n\nHis ears pricked up as he was interrupted by another voice in the bathroom. “Alright, that’s enough, brat”. \n\nBehind him, one of the stall doors had opened. Veller turned to see a massive, muscular male step towards him, and his grip on Finn immediately faded into nothingness.\n\n“Is this the one?” Zavoc asked, nodding down at the wolf.\n\n“Uh huh”, Finn said bluntly.\n\nThe bull shook his head and chuckled, reaching down to pat the wolf’s head, whose ears immediately flattened as he tried to shrink away. Unfortunately for him, Zavoc was so big and broad that he was already blocking his exit. “I’m gonna enjoy this”, he said in his sexily deep voice that Finn loved so much.\n\n“Wh-what the fuck?” Veller stuttered. “Who--”\n\nHe didn’t get to finish. Zavoc gripped him with huge brown hands and threw him into an open stall, stomping up behind him and ripping the wolf’s pants down. The previously macho wolf started to struggle and scream, but the bull pushed him over the toilet and gagged him by ripping Veller’s underwear off and stuffing it in his mouth. “My boy told me that you broke his stuff”, Zavoc grunted coolly while he reached down to unzip his own pants where a bulge was already struggling to escape. “Worse than that, you hurt his pretty face. Do you know how much I like that face? [i]No one[/i][i][/i] does that to my boy… least, not without my permission”.\n\nFinn watched the scene with a wide grin across his face. It felt so nice to be protected -- so nice to belong to someone like [i]this[/i][i][/i]. He loved seeing Zavoc do what he did best, and his heart raced as he watched the bull shrug down his pants and pull out his huge, dark, pulsing monster cock, letting it flop down heavily between his thighs to twitch and pulse as it grew. He would never, ever get tired of seeing that thing.\n\nAs Zavoc slowly stroked his snake and pinned the wolf in place, Finn bounced over to the door and glanced outside. It was all clear, and when he came back inside he gave the bull a nod.\n\nZavoc grinned and gripped his fat cock, angling it against the struggling wolf’s hole and pushing against him. As Veller whimpered and fought against him helplessly, Zavoc teased, “Not such a big fuckin man now, are you, kid? You’re just a little bitch. And I’ll show you what a real man does to bitches like you”.\n\nHe thrust forward, pushing his fat slippery head inside the wolf’s tensed hole with force, and he grunted with anger and lust while Veller howled with pain into his underwear, his voice breaking pathetically, his trembling arms pushing against the wall and foot paws scraping against the tiles hopelessly. The bull sunk his fat pole steadily into the wolf’s probably-virgin hole and stayed there as he raised his shirt up to tuck it behind his horned head and reveal his powerful, muscular body, rubbing his own chunky chest lovingly. \n\nBehind him, Finn smirked, knowing that Zavoc truly was going to enjoy this. He wandered up behind the bull and wrapped his arms around the bull, who was so big his hands barely met around the bovine’s stomach. Zavoc started thrusting into the wolf, and Finn just sighed happily as he felt the powerful muscles tensing and flexing against his paws under hot, taut skin, his anger being soothed as he listened to Veller’s pitiful yelps and whines, always loudest and most frantic each time the adult thrust his huge cock into him.\n\n“Oh come on, don’t be such a sissy”, Finn teased. “I’ve been taking that dick since I was nine, for fuck’s sake”.\n\nAbove him, Zavoc chuckled, still fucking away. As he picked up speed, his stomach muscles bulged against Finn’s hands, and his round ass squished the clingy ferret between them each time he threw his weight forward. \n\nGlowing with love and lust, Finn dropped to his knees behind the bull and looked up at the jiggling melons and swinging balls below them with lustful eyes, his cock straining and leaking inside his briefs. He shuffled forward and caressed the hot dark fur with his paws, and then buried his face between the bull’s cheeks.\n\nZavoc groaned loudly with pleasure as Finn licked at his hot, sweaty asshole with his pierced tongue, and the bull’s huge body shivered as the boy ate his ass, but he otherwise didn’t slow down at all as he raped the wolf. He threw his huge weight against the smaller male again and again while Veller’s limbs smacked and scrambled against the toilet and wall, wailing in pain and terror.\n\nWith the huge warm ass cheeks basically locking his little face in place as he licked the bull’s hole, Finn pulled his own stiff dick out of his pants and started beating it hard, ripples of bliss moving through his body in strong waves. He was already so aroused he could blow his load any moment, if he wanted to. But he wanted to last as long as the bull. While he ate Zavoc’s ass, he massaged the bovine’s hot bulging balls with his free paw, wanting nothing more than to intensify his pleasure as a [i]thank you[/i][i][/i] for the favour.\n\nThe bull thrust deeply, angrily, into the poor wolf, grunting each time he threw his hips forward, “Nobody… hurts… my… boy… uuugghh!” His hips eventually made smacking sounds as they collided with the wolf’s ass, meaning he had finally buried his entire length inside the teenager. And now, every time he thrust forward, the wolf’s legs straightened and spasmed either side of the kneeling otter as he struggled to take the tremendous cock. Even with his head surrounded by ass, Finn grinned to himself.\n\nZavoc’s movements grew more rapid and random as his body started to twitch and his voice rose in a lustful growl. Against Finn’s muzzle and wet tongue, his hole tightened, and his heavy swinging balls tightened inside his sack atop Finn’s kneading paws. \n\nThe bovine’s pleasure seemed to come in waves of increasing intensity and volume as he thrust deeply and roared, “Rrrrrahhhhh… Grrrrrrahhhhhh… Ugggggghhhhh!” Then, all at once, his massive body trembled and tightened, he threw his weight forward, his balls surged, his ass clenched, his hole tightened, and he groaned with a voice that echoed all around them, “[i]Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccckk[/i][i][/i]!”\n\nFinn sprayed hard across the bathroom tiles, barely touching himself, losing himself amongst the bull’s own sinful pleasure. He tried to lick Zavoc’s hot hole like the good little slave he was, but he was moaning so hard himself that he was gasping for air and barely had control over his own orgasming body. He sat backwards so the bull didn’t accidentally crush his skull while his ass flexed, breathing heavily while his head swam with intoxicating lust and bliss, and grinned wickedly when he saw a stream of piss spraying erratically from between the wolf’s legs as he lost control over his bladder. Between deep thrusts, Zavoc’s thick cum spurted and drooled sloppily from Veller’s hole onto the piss-soaked floor in front of the toilet.\n\n“Ughhh, fuck! Good! [i]Hnnghh[/i][i][/i]”, Zavoc panted, giving a few more deep thrusts before he weakly stepped backwards and slowly withdrew his softening cock from the wolf. Veller whimpered pathetically as the monstrous tool gradually left his body, until it flopped down between Zavoc’s thick thighs once more, still twitching and drooling. “If you ever harass my boy again”, the bull grunted in a dark voice, “I’ll rape you till you die, dog”. \n\nIt was only when Zavoc stepped around the kneeling otter and out of the stall that Finn noticed something that made him burst into laughter. Zavoc watched curiously from behind as Finn tugged his mobile phone out of his pocket and took a photo. \n\nIt was beautiful. The big bad wolf flopped over the toilet bowl, thick rivers of jizz oozing from his gaping hole, all while his big red rocket hung down between his legs, impossibly hard and swollen.\n\nThen he was struck with a wicked idea. Stifling his giggles, Finn crawled forward across the mess on the floor and lowered his face to take the hot, salty, drooling meat between his lips and tease it with his tongue. \n\nVeller sobbed and flopped around weakly as Finn sucked him off, but it wasn’t long before, despite himself, his stiff twitching dick gave the otter a mouthful of wolf jizz. While the otter grinned with amused delight, Veller wailed with misery, relief, or both.\n\nHe let the wolf’s load run from his mouth to mix with the mess from the bull and otter already on the floor. After wiping his mouth, he teased, “Who’s the dumb fag now?”\n\nVeller whimpered a wordless reply.\n\nTurning around, the otter saw Zavoc standing there, watching with his arms crossed, eyebrows raised, and smiling with amusement. Finn shrugged, walked into the bull’s big strong arms, and left the bathroom bathing in a smug sense of satisfaction. \n\nBack in the bull’s car, Finn leant over to the bull and nuzzled him. “Thanks Daddy”.\n\nZavoc cupped his face and rubbed his cheek with a huge hand, smiling at him warmly. “I’d do anything for my boy. And you know I’m always happy to put a bitch in their place”. He leant down and smooched the teen deeply, smiling against him. When he sat up again, he grunted with amusement. “You taste like cum and smell like ass”.\n\nThe otter shrugged and smiled. “I like it”.\n\n“You would, you little slut”, the bull chuckled. Nodding to the phone in Finn’s paw, he asked, “Why’d you take the photo?”\n\n“Insurance, if he tries anything again”, Finn said, glancing out the window.\n\n“Uh huh”, the bull said, entirely unconvinced. “You’re gonna jerk to it, aren’t you?”\n\n“Oh shut up”, Finn said. He tried to shoot the bull an annoyed look, but he couldn’t hide his smile. “Maybe”.\n\n“Mhmm”, the bull said knowingly, turning the key in his car’s ignition.\n\nAs they drove, Finn looked down in his lap. Eventually, he turned to the bull and said quietly, “Daddy?”\n\n“Uh huh”.\n\n“When we get home, don’t tell Archer about this”.\n\n“What, don’t want him to know you’re taking after your better dad?” Zavoc snorted. \n\nFinn rolled his eyes, but giggled anyway. Always so arrogant. All these years, and Zavoc hadn’t changed a bit. He loved that about him. Finn opened his mouth to say more, but Zavoc stopped him.\n\n“It’s fine, it’s fine”, the bull said. “Far as he knows, we’re home late ‘cause I took you bowling. Our secret”.\n\n“Thanks”, the otter said quietly.\n\nAfter a while of drumming his thick fingers on the steering wheel, Zavoc took a deep breath and mused. “That, uhh, reminds me… You know I’ll do anything for you. But… you might wanna give the dog a chance, sometime”.\n\n“Pfft, what? He’s a jerk”, Finn scoffed, frowning in confusion.\n\n“Yeah, but…” Zavoc sighed, and shook his head. “Maybe he picked on you for a different reason. Sometimes big idiots don’t know how to… y’know”.\n\nFinn looked up at his daddy, and they briefly made eye contact. Zavoc was the first to blink away -- a tiny hint of distant embarrassment on his face.\n\nFinn knew what he meant. The otter nodded begrudgingly. “Fine. He is pretty hot, I guess…”\n\nThe bull chuckled softly. “Good kid”.\n\n[center]* * *[/center][center][/center]\n\nThat night, as Finn lay in bed, he felt safe and peaceful, and so very happy. \n\nArcher was wrapped around him, holding him close and stroking Finn’s belly, full of cum and donuts, with the teen’s head nuzzled inside the coyote’s neck. \n\nAnd both of them were tucked inside Zavoc’s outstretched arm and resting on his broad, powerful chest, feeling it rise and fall as he panted. All three were exhausted. As per usual, they had collapsed in their bed after a long evening of grinding and fucking and kissing each other.\n\nFinn smiled to himself and closed his eyes peacefully, soaking in the sweaty warmth between his two lovers. This was all he needed, and nothing else mattered. He was untouchable -- invincible -- with this much love in his life. And he didn’t need wristbands to remind him that there were two guys who would do anything for him -- who would love him, and look after him, forever. No matter what.\n\nA happy family.\n\nAgainst all odds. \n\n\n\n[center][b]THE END[/b][b][/b][/center][center][/center]\n\n[center][b][url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2141327]Art 1[/url][/b][/center]\n\n[center][b][url=https://inkbunny.net/s/2141330]Art 2[/url][/b][/center]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n",
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Epilogue
Finn pushed his way through the other bustling teenagers in the hallway, his paws clutching books from his last class, keen to get to his locker and beat the big rush. Doors opened along the hallway as other classes finished for the day, and all around him kids came pouring out into the hallway, chatting and squealing happily -- the air rapidly growing hot and humid as it mixed with the scents of the pubescent kids. Finn twisted his body and pushed his way past some of the older and younger grades moving down the hallway in the opposite direction, but in this part of the school, most classes were Finn’s age, and the general flow moved towards their shared lockers.
Many of them paired up with their friends or merged into their cliques, and the otter could hear them gossiping or complaining about their class or talking about what they were going to do after school. The short fourteen year old otter walked alone, and didn’t seek anyone out, but it didn’t bother him in the slightest. He was plenty happy outside of school, and, to be honest, he much preferred the company of adults anyway.
Slipping his way through the other furs, he soon broke free of the larger crowd and headed outside towards the external building where their lockers were. The air was nice and cool against his fur outside and he took a deep breath. It was a fairly dim day in terms of weather and it looked like it would rain soon. But Finn liked the rain. Perfect for staying inside. His mind swirled with some of the games he might play and the snacks he might eat when he got home -- a very clear picture of the packet of donuts that was sitting on the kitchen bench right now, waiting for his mouth.
But those pleasant thoughts vanished when he turned a corner, and his heart immediately sank. He pivoted in place and tried to walk away in the opposite direction, but it was already too late. He’d been seen.
“Hey, there’s my favourite orphan!” called a rough, teasing voice.
Finn sighed heavily, continuing to walk away in no direction in particular, hoping to find a crowd to disappear into without making his escape obvious, but it was no use. He heard the patter of swift footsteps coming up behind him, and a fit grey wolf appeared to his side, matching his stride like they were friends -- though they were anything but.
“I was talking to you!” the sharp-toothed canine growled.
Finn ignored him, like he always did, planning in his mind to circle around the outside of the building and make it back to his locker. Then he would be able to get home. At the very least, Veller lived in the opposite direction to him, so unless the wolf was particularly dedicated to teasing him, he would be able to escape the wolf’s claws as soon as he fetched his backpack.
His plan didn’t have a chance to work. A rough hand shoved him in the back, and the otter stumbled forward, some of his books tumbling out of his grasp onto the ground. He sighed and quickly bent down to pick them up, but when he stood, the wolf had stomped in front of him and stopped, blocking his way and staring him down with bright orange pupils -- the fit fur’s legs spread like he was ready to fight, his shirt too tight to hide his testosterone-fueled muscles. He was trying to intimidate him, to strike fear into his little heart
But he had no idea how pointless it was, trying to threaten and scare him, after the things the otter had been through. To Finn, the wolf just looked pretty damn stupid. He thought he was so tough, but he didn’t know the meaning of the word. Puberty had gone to the young wolf’s head.
But the otter’s fearlessness was almost the problem in itself. No matter how much Finn ignored him, Veller never gave up. If anything, not giving him the reaction he seemed to want only made him angry, as though he hated that he didn’t have power over the otter like he did many of the other small furs in the school. He wanted Finn to crumble before him, to admit his inferiority and surrender and let the bully do what he wanted, but it was never going to happen.
Finn rolled his eyes. “Get out of my fucking way, jerk”, he said tiredly, clutching his books tightly to prevent another shove from knocking them out of his hands.
The wolf’s lips twitched in a snarl for a moment before he gripped Finn by the shoulders and threw him back against a wall. “The fuck did you just say, you sissy fag?” he growled with rising anger. The otter instinctively clutched his books against his chest, but the stronger wolf pushed them to the ground by bringing a tightened fist down upon them. When they landed against the dirt, he kicked them down the path. “I was talking to you! Think you can just fuckin ignore me?”
With this loud altercation forming, many of the other teenagers around them backed away. Some slowed down and watched curiously with amusement, but most wanted nothing to do with whatever was happening. Fucking wimps, Finn thought. Even furs bigger than Finn didn’t stand up to the wolf like he did. “Fuck off, Veller”, the otter groaned.
“What’s your problem, fag?” the wolf said, pressing him harder against the wall, digging his claws into the otter’s shoulders as he gripped them roughly. “I’m just tryin to talk to you! Why you gotta be so rude to me, huh?”
Finn hated the fake friendliness shtick. “What do you want?” he demanded.
“Oh c’mon…” the wolf said teasingly, slowly running his tongue over his sharp teeth. “I see you and you’re all alone, all the time. Makes me really sad. No friends. Dead parents. Though it’s probably for the best. Imagine how ashamed they’d be if they saw their kid had grown up to be such a gay little faggot”. He flicked the otter’s ear, where Finn had a couple of piercings, and bared his teeth arrogantly in the otter’s face. “You should be nice to me, you know”.
Finn couldn’t roll his eyes hard enough. The wolf was trying so hard to get him, but it still wasn’t working. He’d heard it all before, and he’d been through much worse -- he knew very well what it was like to be truly terrified by a masculine male. And Veller had nothing on them. This didn’t make him afraid or angry at all, only annoyed.
Still, despite Finn’s steadfastness, there was reason to be concerned.
Veller didn’t know how to quit. Over days and weeks and months, the bullying had been getting worse. Ignoring it didn’t fix anything -- it only made the wolf more obsessed with the one kid who didn’t buckle to his self-superiority, and seemingly even more determined to break him.
“Maybe you should fuck off and leave me alone”, Finn said loudly, his mouth twisting into a little smile. “Or people will start to think you’ve got a crush on me”.
The searing orange eyes staring him down flared angrily. A fist fueled by insecurity punched Finn in the gut hard, and the otter buckled, falling to his knees and groaning. “In your fucking dreams, faggot!” the wolf snarled. His knee connected with Finn’s face and the otter’s skull thumped backwards against the wall. Through the sudden pain and numbness, Finn tasted blood on his pierced tongue from a bleeding nose and split lip.
He looked up at the huffing and puffing furious wolf, so desperate to defeat him but struggling to find a weak spot, and Finn smirked. He was powerless. Hell, after the childhood he’d had, getting beaten and raped were like hobbies to Finn. Short of crippling or killing him -- and he certainly didn’t think the wolf had that in him -- there was nothing Veller could do.
Or at least, that was what Finn thought. He could see the wolf searching his face and body for something, anything, he could use to get under the stubborn otter’s skin. Perhaps he had the idea when Finn used the back of his left hand to wipe the blood from his mouth.
The wolf crouched down and grabbed the otter’s hand, slipping his clawed fingers inside the otter’s two wristbands on that wrist. Finn’s reaction was so strong it caught even him by surprise. “Don’t touch my fucking bands!” he yelled, and he kicked at the wolf as hard as he could and pushed him backwards.
He regretted it the moment he said it, as the wolf’s face lit up, twisting into a glittering, sharp smile. He’d found the weakness he’d been looking for.
“Poor little baby doesn’t like it when I touch his girly accessories?” he teased, reaching for the otter’s wrist again.
Finn snatched his arm out of the way and tried to protect it by curling into a ball, but it was like the wolf had tasted blood. Veller fell upon the smaller fur and used his superior strength to force his limbs apart to grab his wrist. Finn struggled and squealed, but Veller was too strong and excited. Clutching the boy’s arm tightly, the wolf raised Finn’s wrist to his mouth, and with sharp teeth, bit down on the bands and ripped his head away in a sharp movement. The snapped accessories fell in Finn’s lap, and tears welled in his eyes as though the wolf had bitten into his heart
“Leave me the fuck alone!” he screamed, snatching up the remnants of his bands and clutching them against his chest.
Above, he heard an older man’s voice from the window. “What’s going on down there?” a teacher yelled.
Veller stood up and stepped away from him backwards, grinning proudly, knowing that he’d finally stuck a dagger underneath the otter’s armour and wounded him. He disappeared into the crowd of teenagers leaving school, and left the sniffling otter to pick himself and his things up, blood dripping down onto his books from his face, a trembling hand clutching the two broken bands tightly.
Trembling -- not out of fear or sadness, but rage.
* * *
Finn tossed his backpack on the bench next to the forgotten-about donuts and plodded towards the bathroom. At home, he breathed deeply, the familiar musky scents filling his lungs and reminding him he was safe, even though they mixed with the smell of blood. He glanced inside doors on his way, but found the house to be empty. As much as he could use a pair of arms around him right now, that was probably for the best. It wouldn’t fix anything. Not until he figured out what to do.
His face stung under the hot water in the shower, streaks of red running down the drain. Finn sunk against the wall and sat on his butt on the shower tiles, letting the water run over his head and naked body, breathing deeply and letting water wash into his mouth.
That stupid fucking wolf thought he was better than everyone. He thought he had a right to do whatever he wanted to whomever he wanted. But Finn was no bitch. Well, not Veller’s, anyway.
He didn’t give a shit about the teasing and name-calling and shoving. But this was different. For the first time, he opened his tense paw and looked down at the two broken wristbands, and sighed sadly at the sight. He held them against his chest where his heart was hurting.
One was green. A little too tight now. Worn, and faded. But it had still held strong over all the years he’d owned it.
The other was a band of black braided leather. Rough and strong. Bigger than the other, it often rested on top of the green band, appropriately.
Who to tell? Either one would do whatever it took to protect him. And they each had their own methods.
One would get justice through angry phone calls and meetings with the school.
But Finn didn't want justice.
He wanted revenge.
* * *
The next day was the perfect opportunity. Other kids in the sports class, which Finn definitely wasn’t a part of, always got back a little later than those in normal classes as they had to trudge back from the school gym. That meant that Finn could linger around outside the bathroom near the lockers until the rowdy boys, including Veller, returned. An external building as well, it would rarely be used at this time of day once most kids had already left for home.
He heard the gang of boys before he saw them, and as they headed towards their lockers, he watched the wolf out of the side of his eyes until he was sure Veller had noticed him. When those little orange circles in the distance glimmered, Finn turned and entered the bathroom. Inside, he casually washed his hands at the sink and waited. As expected, it wasn’t long before he heard footsteps enter. A private place where Veller could beat Finn up and take advantage of his knew knowledge was always going to be too enticing a prospect to ignore for the bully.
The wolf sidled up against the otter and pressed his bigger body against him. Finn watched the wolf through the spit-and-who-knows-what-else-spattered mirror, and saw the pleased grin across Veller’s face as the bully stood there, pondering what to do with his little victim. “Well, well…” the wolf mused. He grabbed Finn’s wrist where the bands were missing and chuckled to himself. “Mm, sorryyyy. Guess I got a little excited. What, did your dead parents give ‘em to you or somethin?”
Finn yanked his hand away and turned to face the wolf. “Why’d you follow me into a bathroom, Veller?” he said. “You wanna suck my dick or something?”
He smirked as the wolf’s face contorted with anger. Finn’s buttons might have been hard for Veller to find, but the opposite was not true. “Fuckin fag”, he growled, and a clawed hand gripped the sink tightly.
“I mean, you can be my bitch if you want”, the otter added with a shrug. “I’m sure it’s not the f--”
The wolf shoved him backwards until he met the wall and then pinned him there with his forearm against Finn’s neck, making it hard to breath. He bared his sharp teeth and growled in the smaller fur’s face. “You don’t know when to fucking quit, do you, cunt? Faggots like you make me sick”.
“I thought you… wanted to be my friend”, Finn croaked, eyebrows raised in fake surprise.
“I wanna fucking kill you”, the wolf snarled. “I wanna--”
His ears pricked up as he was interrupted by another voice in the bathroom. “Alright, that’s enough, brat”.
Behind him, one of the stall doors had opened. Veller turned to see a massive, muscular male step towards him, and his grip on Finn immediately faded into nothingness.
“Is this the one?” Zavoc asked, nodding down at the wolf.
“Uh huh”, Finn said bluntly.
The bull shook his head and chuckled, reaching down to pat the wolf’s head, whose ears immediately flattened as he tried to shrink away. Unfortunately for him, Zavoc was so big and broad that he was already blocking his exit. “I’m gonna enjoy this”, he said in his sexily deep voice that Finn loved so much.
“Wh-what the fuck?” Veller stuttered. “Who--”
He didn’t get to finish. Zavoc gripped him with huge brown hands and threw him into an open stall, stomping up behind him and ripping the wolf’s pants down. The previously macho wolf started to struggle and scream, but the bull pushed him over the toilet and gagged him by ripping Veller’s underwear off and stuffing it in his mouth. “My boy told me that you broke his stuff”, Zavoc grunted coolly while he reached down to unzip his own pants where a bulge was already struggling to escape. “Worse than that, you hurt his pretty face. Do you know how much I like that face? No one does that to my boy… least, not without my permission”.
Finn watched the scene with a wide grin across his face. It felt so nice to be protected -- so nice to belong to someone like this. He loved seeing Zavoc do what he did best, and his heart raced as he watched the bull shrug down his pants and pull out his huge, dark, pulsing monster cock, letting it flop down heavily between his thighs to twitch and pulse as it grew. He would never, ever get tired of seeing that thing.
As Zavoc slowly stroked his snake and pinned the wolf in place, Finn bounced over to the door and glanced outside. It was all clear, and when he came back inside he gave the bull a nod.
Zavoc grinned and gripped his fat cock, angling it against the struggling wolf’s hole and pushing against him. As Veller whimpered and fought against him helplessly, Zavoc teased, “Not such a big fuckin man now, are you, kid? You’re just a little bitch. And I’ll show you what a real man does to bitches like you”.
He thrust forward, pushing his fat slippery head inside the wolf’s tensed hole with force, and he grunted with anger and lust while Veller howled with pain into his underwear, his voice breaking pathetically, his trembling arms pushing against the wall and foot paws scraping against the tiles hopelessly. The bull sunk his fat pole steadily into the wolf’s probably-virgin hole and stayed there as he raised his shirt up to tuck it behind his horned head and reveal his powerful, muscular body, rubbing his own chunky chest lovingly.
Behind him, Finn smirked, knowing that Zavoc truly was going to enjoy this. He wandered up behind the bull and wrapped his arms around the bull, who was so big his hands barely met around the bovine’s stomach. Zavoc started thrusting into the wolf, and Finn just sighed happily as he felt the powerful muscles tensing and flexing against his paws under hot, taut skin, his anger being soothed as he listened to Veller’s pitiful yelps and whines, always loudest and most frantic each time the adult thrust his huge cock into him.
“Oh come on, don’t be such a sissy”, Finn teased. “I’ve been taking that dick since I was nine, for fuck’s sake”.
Above him, Zavoc chuckled, still fucking away. As he picked up speed, his stomach muscles bulged against Finn’s hands, and his round ass squished the clingy ferret between them each time he threw his weight forward.
Glowing with love and lust, Finn dropped to his knees behind the bull and looked up at the jiggling melons and swinging balls below them with lustful eyes, his cock straining and leaking inside his briefs. He shuffled forward and caressed the hot dark fur with his paws, and then buried his face between the bull’s cheeks.
Zavoc groaned loudly with pleasure as Finn licked at his hot, sweaty asshole with his pierced tongue, and the bull’s huge body shivered as the boy ate his ass, but he otherwise didn’t slow down at all as he raped the wolf. He threw his huge weight against the smaller male again and again while Veller’s limbs smacked and scrambled against the toilet and wall, wailing in pain and terror.
With the huge warm ass cheeks basically locking his little face in place as he licked the bull’s hole, Finn pulled his own stiff dick out of his pants and started beating it hard, ripples of bliss moving through his body in strong waves. He was already so aroused he could blow his load any moment, if he wanted to. But he wanted to last as long as the bull. While he ate Zavoc’s ass, he massaged the bovine’s hot bulging balls with his free paw, wanting nothing more than to intensify his pleasure as a thank you for the favour.
The bull thrust deeply, angrily, into the poor wolf, grunting each time he threw his hips forward, “Nobody… hurts… my… boy… uuugghh!” His hips eventually made smacking sounds as they collided with the wolf’s ass, meaning he had finally buried his entire length inside the teenager. And now, every time he thrust forward, the wolf’s legs straightened and spasmed either side of the kneeling otter as he struggled to take the tremendous cock. Even with his head surrounded by ass, Finn grinned to himself.
Zavoc’s movements grew more rapid and random as his body started to twitch and his voice rose in a lustful growl. Against Finn’s muzzle and wet tongue, his hole tightened, and his heavy swinging balls tightened inside his sack atop Finn’s kneading paws.
The bovine’s pleasure seemed to come in waves of increasing intensity and volume as he thrust deeply and roared, “Rrrrrahhhhh… Grrrrrrahhhhhh… Ugggggghhhhh!” Then, all at once, his massive body trembled and tightened, he threw his weight forward, his balls surged, his ass clenched, his hole tightened, and he groaned with a voice that echoed all around them, “Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccckk!”
Finn sprayed hard across the bathroom tiles, barely touching himself, losing himself amongst the bull’s own sinful pleasure. He tried to lick Zavoc’s hot hole like the good little slave he was, but he was moaning so hard himself that he was gasping for air and barely had control over his own orgasming body. He sat backwards so the bull didn’t accidentally crush his skull while his ass flexed, breathing heavily while his head swam with intoxicating lust and bliss, and grinned wickedly when he saw a stream of piss spraying erratically from between the wolf’s legs as he lost control over his bladder. Between deep thrusts, Zavoc’s thick cum spurted and drooled sloppily from Veller’s hole onto the piss-soaked floor in front of the toilet.
“Ughhh, fuck! Good! Hnnghh”, Zavoc panted, giving a few more deep thrusts before he weakly stepped backwards and slowly withdrew his softening cock from the wolf. Veller whimpered pathetically as the monstrous tool gradually left his body, until it flopped down between Zavoc’s thick thighs once more, still twitching and drooling. “If you ever harass my boy again”, the bull grunted in a dark voice, “I’ll rape you till you die, dog”.
It was only when Zavoc stepped around the kneeling otter and out of the stall that Finn noticed something that made him burst into laughter. Zavoc watched curiously from behind as Finn tugged his mobile phone out of his pocket and took a photo.
It was beautiful. The big bad wolf flopped over the toilet bowl, thick rivers of jizz oozing from his gaping hole, all while his big red rocket hung down between his legs, impossibly hard and swollen.
Then he was struck with a wicked idea. Stifling his giggles, Finn crawled forward across the mess on the floor and lowered his face to take the hot, salty, drooling meat between his lips and tease it with his tongue.
Veller sobbed and flopped around weakly as Finn sucked him off, but it wasn’t long before, despite himself, his stiff twitching dick gave the otter a mouthful of wolf jizz. While the otter grinned with amused delight, Veller wailed with misery, relief, or both.
He let the wolf’s load run from his mouth to mix with the mess from the bull and otter already on the floor. After wiping his mouth, he teased, “Who’s the dumb fag now?”
Veller whimpered a wordless reply.
Turning around, the otter saw Zavoc standing there, watching with his arms crossed, eyebrows raised, and smiling with amusement. Finn shrugged, walked into the bull’s big strong arms, and left the bathroom bathing in a smug sense of satisfaction.
Back in the bull’s car, Finn leant over to the bull and nuzzled him. “Thanks Daddy”.
Zavoc cupped his face and rubbed his cheek with a huge hand, smiling at him warmly. “I’d do anything for my boy. And you know I’m always happy to put a bitch in their place”. He leant down and smooched the teen deeply, smiling against him. When he sat up again, he grunted with amusement. “You taste like cum and smell like ass”.
The otter shrugged and smiled. “I like it”.
“You would, you little slut”, the bull chuckled. Nodding to the phone in Finn’s paw, he asked, “Why’d you take the photo?”
“Insurance, if he tries anything again”, Finn said, glancing out the window.
“Uh huh”, the bull said, entirely unconvinced. “You’re gonna jerk to it, aren’t you?”
“Oh shut up”, Finn said. He tried to shoot the bull an annoyed look, but he couldn’t hide his smile. “Maybe”.
“Mhmm”, the bull said knowingly, turning the key in his car’s ignition.
As they drove, Finn looked down in his lap. Eventually, he turned to the bull and said quietly, “Daddy?”
“Uh huh”.
“When we get home, don’t tell Archer about this”.
“What, don’t want him to know you’re taking after your better dad?” Zavoc snorted.
Finn rolled his eyes, but giggled anyway. Always so arrogant. All these years, and Zavoc hadn’t changed a bit. He loved that about him. Finn opened his mouth to say more, but Zavoc stopped him.
“It’s fine, it’s fine”, the bull said. “Far as he knows, we’re home late ‘cause I took you bowling. Our secret”.
“Thanks”, the otter said quietly.
After a while of drumming his thick fingers on the steering wheel, Zavoc took a deep breath and mused. “That, uhh, reminds me… You know I’ll do anything for you. But… you might wanna give the dog a chance, sometime”.
“Pfft, what? He’s a jerk”, Finn scoffed, frowning in confusion.
“Yeah, but…” Zavoc sighed, and shook his head. “Maybe he picked on you for a different reason. Sometimes big idiots don’t know how to… y’know”.
Finn looked up at his daddy, and they briefly made eye contact. Zavoc was the first to blink away -- a tiny hint of distant embarrassment on his face.
Finn knew what he meant. The otter nodded begrudgingly. “Fine. He is pretty hot, I guess…”
The bull chuckled softly. “Good kid”.
* * *
That night, as Finn lay in bed, he felt safe and peaceful, and so very happy.
Archer was wrapped around him, holding him close and stroking Finn’s belly, full of cum and donuts, with the teen’s head nuzzled inside the coyote’s neck.
And both of them were tucked inside Zavoc’s outstretched arm and resting on his broad, powerful chest, feeling it rise and fall as he panted. All three were exhausted. As per usual, they had collapsed in their bed after a long evening of grinding and fucking and kissing each other.
Finn smiled to himself and closed his eyes peacefully, soaking in the sweaty warmth between his two lovers. This was all he needed, and nothing else mattered. He was untouchable -- invincible -- with this much love in his life. And he didn’t need wristbands to remind him that there were two guys who would do anything for him -- who would love him, and look after him, forever. No matter what.
A happy family.
Against all odds.
THE END
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