It had all happened so fast that Milo didn’t have to process or retaliate. He came home from another night shift and found Silas already there as usual but there was something that just felt...off as soon as his eyes met the rat’s. it was a look that Silas usually had when he had gotten himself into trouble and needed someone to bail him out. 

Before he could even ask about it, the blue and white bear had caught a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye. Something that had briefly stood out against the short bedroom hall’s darkness. When he turned fully it was too late. Someone very large was already charging at him. The next thing Milo knew, he was being pinned against a wall by someone even bigger and stronger than himself. 

From what he could feel, just one large hand was keeping him in place while the other was moving down, pressing to his backside. A set of thick and sharp claws dug into the fabric of Milo’s shorts and they were cleanly ripped away. A ripple of fear reverberated through the bear as he continued in vain to struggle against just one guy. 

There was another tug at his underwear, this time they were torn away in a more aggressive manner, the fabric ripping apart and exposing the bear’s plump rear. A yelp was forced out of Milo as he felt something poking against his ass, prodding his rim. It was a thick finger that was...wet and slimy...something was coating the digit and it was being smeared all over his tailhole. 

“H-Hey! Get the fuck off of me!” Milo growled, baring his fangs. 

“Easy now...” an even deeper voice spoke as Milo was pushed even harder into the wall. It was getting hard for the bear to breathe but he still managed to speak. 

“Silas! Don’t just stand there! Help me out. Get this guy the fuck off me!” the ursine snarled. 

“I uh...” Silas responded. His tone of voice made the bear stop struggling for a moment. He had never heard the rat sound so meek before. 

“The rat’s not gonna help you. See, I’m his boss, Dontae. You may have heard of me. If not, don't worry about you. But I know about you, Milo. Yeah, Silas has told me a lot about you. How you took him in and made him feel all safe,” the bigger male was speaking with a mocking tone of voice that made the bear snarl again. 

“Why are you here and what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” 

“Collecting my debt, bear. Silas didn’t hit his quota this month. I was actually surprised. He's usually one of my best sellers. So now he owes me a debt that he was meant to pay in full. But I guess he’s too much of a coward to face what’s coming to him so he offered me you instead. Ain’t that just sweet?” 

“S-Silas...” Milo said. He couldn’t say anything more as that lubed finger was pushing against his resisting rim. He tried to keep it out but the fat digit managed to wedge its way in. Milo cried out against the penetration, feeling the finger sliding deep inside out him. After reaching it as deep as it could, Dontae began pumping the finger back and forth. Milo did his best to hold firm against this but another hard press caused him to cry out, his strength was failing him as more unwanted sensations were being forced into him. 

The fingering continued and Milo’s hole adjusted but he was still trying to get out of this situation, hoping that Silas would help him. But the rat was watching as his boss, the large and brown furred sabertooth tiger, was preparing his partner for what was to come. He could see the large bulge in the feline’s ripped shorts and gulped. The rat knew it was wrong to throw Milo under the bus but he also knew that the bear would be able to handle it better than he could. 

The finger withdrew from Milo’s hole, leaving it all slippery inside and gaped to an extent. While still keeping Milo pressed to the wall with his hand and body, Dontae used the other to pull his shorts down enough to unearth his sheath and balls. Already partially out of the furry pouch, his dark red cock was reaching full mast. Though he was feline, the shaft itself had a combination of canine and feline features. Behind the pointed tip were unflared barbs and following the last of the inches was a thick knot. Silas knew very well that his boss was big all over but seeing the 19 inch shaft for himself filled him with dread and he was even more keen to let Milo handle it. 

Milo’s eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat when he felt something hot, hard, and thick poking against his twitching rim. 

“Don’t you-” His threat was ignored and he wasn’t able to finish speaking it. Dontae got the tip pressed to his rim and it was sliding in much too easily thanks to the fingering that was done just earlier. Milo felt a wash of shame as the hard flesh was sliding past his rim, spreading it and his ass as a whole around the girth. From the bear’s perspective, it was like taking one of those small toy baseball bats and it was being shoved into him much too fast and roughly. The lube had only done so much, failing to protect him from feeling the strain of his walls being pushed aside. 

While some of it slid in easily, the rest had to be wedged in bit by bit. The sabertooth’s grunts and his breath puffing against Milo’s ears were making them flick. Shivers were running down his spine and jolts of both some pain and traitorous tingles were making the ursine shake. 

When the entire thing was inside, Dontae didn’t waste a second. He pulled back and began thrusting his hips, starting out with a roughness and a bit of speed that was making those feelings even stronger. Some pleasure from his walls being stimulated but also strain and discomfort due to everything happening much too fast and too hard right from the beginning. Milo’s breath ended up stuck in his throat as the tip managed to force its way even further inside. 

“Fuck yeah... Took it pretty well and without all the bitching. Guess you got some taste, Silas,” Dontae said. Milo’s position made it hard for him to properly reach behind him and fight the long-tooth feline off. His attempts just made it easier for Dontae as Milo would lose some of his balance and would end up feeling a bit crushed between the bigger male and the unyielding wall. 

Pushing all but the knot inside each time, there was a repeated smack from Dontae’s hips making contact with Milo’s rump. The large cock was slipping along inside of the ursine, pumping through the tightness and forcing its way as far as it could go. Milo couldn’t help but notice that Dontae brought himself in closer, the rough fur of his stomach rubbing against Milo’s back. It was almost sensual in a way, the rubbing, the grunts that sounded directly in his ears, and the sabertooth’s low-hanging sack slapping into him. 

The sounds of grunting, panting, and even some creaking from the wall were echoing throughout the otherwise quiet apartment. Even Silas, watching it all from a short distance, was hardly making any noise himself. 

“Got anything to drink around here?” Dontae asked, turning his attention to the rat. He didn’t break his stride, still pumping away. 

“Y-yeah, there’s some drinks in the kitchen,” Silas responded. 

“Then get me something strong,” the large feline demanded. 

Seeing Silas scurry off to get Dontae a drink really made things sink in for Milo. There wasn’t much that he could do, not while he was in this position, with Silas not doing anything to help him. Each thrust was rocking his body, pushing him against the wall again and again. 

Silas came back, not with a glass but with the entire bottle of the strongest alcohol. Dontae used his free hand to grab it and titled it back while raising his head, gulping the fluid down and rapidly decreasing the amount left in the bottle. In a very short amount of time it was empty but Silas knew his boss could handle much more than that. 

Now with the strong smell of alcohol on his breath, Dontae’s pants were felt on the back of the bear’s head, making his fur feel slightly damp as it continued. Milo felt that Dontae was getting a bit too comfortable and he was getting fed up with being used like this. So he took a chance, finding that his lower half had more room to move than his upper body did. 

He timed his next movement as best he could, pushing his rump back with all the force that he could muster. To his own surprise, Milo managed to push the bigger male off of him, even getting the cock to slip from his hole. Dontae grunted in surprise and annoyance. Milo made his attempts to escape but was thwarted by a weakness in his knees that left him unable to support his own body weight. He groaned and hissed, sliding down the wall, ending up on his hands and knees unintentionally. 

Milo tried to get up but that was interrupted by Dontae putting one of his large hands down on Milo’s back, using force to keep him down still. 

“Hehe. Nice try.” Instead of being angry with the bear, the sabertooth had to admire the attempt. Milo still attempted to get away but Dontae easily got his tip aligned with the rim and he thrust back in, pushing hard to get every inch back in. 

Milo was back to panting, a series of groans and hisses coming from him. His body was being rocked in time with the thrusts, and the side of his face was pressed against the floor. 

The sabertooth’s aim was now to teach the couple a lesson. His rutting became even quicker. His strides were long and hard, spearing all of his inches into the bear. He powered through the clenches, using them to milk precum from his cock. 

“Aah! Fuck!” Milo cringed. It wasn’t just the shaft that was being forced into him now. Popping in past his rim was the sabertooth’s even fatter knot and then it was pulled out again. The actions happened so quickly that Milo hadn’t realized at first but the effects were definitely felt; the sting of his rim being further stretched and the wet “pop” that was heard twice. 

Dontae put more weight down and did it again, hilting his cock to the limit, sliding the knot back in again and this time Milo felt it all happening. The widening of his tailhole and the bulb being slammed into him, meaning that the many inches in front of it were all jammed in further. Milo was digging his claws into the wooden floor, scoring deep marks into the ground. 

Even though the knot was in, Dontae was still going. His humps had become more erratic and more hot spurts of precum were gushing out from the tip, now trapped inside thanks to the knot. While Milo was still trying to get a handle on the feelings that were being forced into him, he could feel the harsh slaps of the sabertooth’s balls against him, the hits coming just after the feline’s pushes. 

Another strained groan came from Milo, feeling the fat knotted cock spearing its way even deeper. He looked to Silas again but the rat didn’t meet his gaze. Being forced from the bear was a weak groan, the sound being forced out of him from the added weight that was suddenly on him. There was even the sting of claws digging into him as the bigger male let out a deep snarl and huff. 

That’s when Milo felt the harder pulses and the gush of something hot and sticky. So much of it came out at once; a flood of gooey seed that was clinging to his already beaten and aching walls. With the knot inside and nearly all of Dontae’s weight on top of him, there was little that Milo was able to do other than ride the whole thing. That turned out to be easier said than done. The cum was shooting out with so much force, spraying right into his deepest parts and it just seemed to be endless, one huge burst being followed by another. 

“Oh yeah... Damn you got some talent, bear. Could use a guy like you,” Dontae said as he eased his weight up. 

Milo just hissed in response, feeling the knot tugging against his rim. 

“Hehe. Just think about it, alright? Don’t take this whole thing personally. It’s just business. And it was a pleasure doing business with...you!!” When the last word was said, Dontae had suddenly pushed his hands out against Milo’s ass while also pulling back with his hips, forcing his knot to come free. That was already reason enough for Milo to cry out but there was also the feline’s flared barbs scratching their way out right after. 

His stretched hole began to freely leak the sabertooth’s seed and the scent of him was heavy in the air. Dontae chuckled and saw that Silas had brought back another bottle for him. 

“I’m not the one you should be giving gifts to, but I appreciate the gesture. You’re off the hook this time but the next time...there’s no weaseling your way out of it,” Dontae said, running his tongue over his large and sharp teeth. 

Silas shuddered and nodded, seeing his boss out. When the front door was shut and locked he breathed a sigh of relief. 

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“I said I was sorry!” Silas gasped. He was being held down, feeling the bear’s strength and his claws digging in, just short of piercing his skin. His front was pinned down on the floor, his face slammed into the puddle of cum that came from the bear’s still-aching tailhole. Fueled by anger and feeling that he was owed something in return for the ordeal, Milo took it upon himself to get Silas on the floor and his pants down. 

While growling, the ursine was aggressively being rimmed. Though he was used to the bigger male’s warm and soft tongue, this still of licking wasn’t giving Silas much pleasure. There was no care to how he was feeling and he knew why. This was what he deserved, to be used like he had let Milo be used. So he didn’t protest any further as the tongue shoved itself in deep, forcing his walls to part much faster than they should. He endured the stings and jolts, feeling guilt not just for selling out of his partner but also because of the sheer relief he was feeling. While watching Milo struggle and call for help made him feel like shit, the joy of being spared a punishment like that was an even stronger feeling. 

Deep groans came from the rat as his hole was being prepared by hard licks that were all jamming their way in deep. Hot spit was coating the walls, giving him some relief at the very least. The rimming didn’t last long. Milo had done his job of stretching and lubing up the rodenthole. Silas kept his tail out of the way despite the instinctual want to cover up his winking opening. He knew it was going to be coming hard but it wouldn’t be anything like what Dontae would do...

Still not saying anything, the blue furred bear mounted the smaller male, his thick cock pressing to the wet rim. Milo grunted and slammed his way in, forcing all of his inches at once. 10-and-a-half inches of fat bear cock were wedged into him all at the same time and it sent a lightning bolt of pain through the rat. He cringed and hissed against the floor, getting his face even messier with the sticky cum. The scent of Dontae was still heavy even after his departure, clinging strongly to the puddle and Milo’s still hurting backside. 

Silas could hear the bear’s pants and feel his breath on the back of his head. He couldn’t dwell on that as the thrusting began, shallow but forceful pushes and pulls that kept at least half of the girthy length inside of his rathole that still had yet to adjust. Doing his best to ride it out, taking deep breaths in time with every pump, Silas was groaning from the deep filling. Underneath him was the gooey mess of his boss’ cum, the seed that had oozed so thickly from his boyfriend’s ass. As he was being rocked back and forth, it was getting on more than just the side of his face. It was still just as hot as it was sticky. The smell of the feline’s virility was strong in his nose, striking his senses hard, making him wince just as much as the bear’s penetration. 

Another deep and firm grunt came from the bear as he reeled his cock back and slammed it all back inside, going as far down as he could manage. The bigger male’s body crashing into Silas’ with so much force was heard in the form of a heavy thump, followed by the rat crying out from his depths being stretched even more. While he was reeling from the powerful thrust, Milo proceeded to keep hammering hard into the rat’s ass. 

“G-guh!” Silas groaned and shook hard from the storm of sensations that were being forced into him. 

They were all coming so hard, every inch being forced into him whether or not he was actually ready for it. The strength and force being put on his insides caused them to clench down harder than they usually would, making his ass all the tighter. Milo’s noises were harsh and aggressive at first but were gradually becoming less so. With the pain in his rump easing and the pleasure from Silas’ own ass rising, it was becoming harder and harder for the bear to not enjoy himself. 

Milo was becoming lost in the pleasure of his cock being practically sucked up by the rodent’s hole, every inch repeatedly welcomed right in. Though still coming hard, Silas noticed a change in the pumps. Even more pleasure was being forced into him and it caused him to moan out with greater enthusiasm. 

Moans from the bear and rat alike were echoing throughout the apartment and were likely heard by their neighbors. Now Milo was rocking his body in a way that allowed Silas to feel more pleasure. The rat’s cock was throbbing and leaking, his arousal fully flared from the mix of Milo’s humps and the mess that was all over him. His messy shaft was being rubbed against the floor, providing a unique sensation on top of what he was already feeling. Now the small bursts of pain that came served to increase his excitement further and further…

“Fuck!” Milo cursed. He was no longer aiming to get revenge on Silas, instead savoring the feelings that came from pressing in deep and grinding his cock along the walls that were providing resistance. Feeling Silas’ trembles and squirms beneath him also provided a feeling of satisfaction. All the rat could do was moan out and spurt more precum from his cock. The sounds between them were getting more intense and neither of them seemed to be letting up. Milo was surprised by the rat pushing himself back but he met this challenge by thrusting in even harder, making his partner melt and pant. 

Milo was trying to last as long as he could, but it was hard to resist the pleasures of the other male’s hole keeping itself so tight around his pumping cock. While still going fast and hard, the bear wasn’t willing to slow down or ease up. Instead he was charging ahead towards his climax, figuring it was best to make it a good one. In reaction to this, Silas was moaning in a slutty way, feeling the bear’s fat dick sweeping over his precum-slathered insides. 

“Fuck! Cumming!” Milo announced as best he could, his body shaking over Silas’ as he came deep inside of the snug rathole. Feeling the hot and thick loads feeling him up was enough to make Silas cum as well, adding to the mess on the floor. Multiple fat strings of seed were released onto himself and the flooring, all coming from his plump orbs. Milo was breathing heavily, now riding out the haze of relief that came after shooting his spunk. 

”God… I really hate you sometimes, you know that?” Milo asked as he pulled out and rolled to the side. 

”Yeah I know…” Silas panted. 

”You do something like that again and I’ll fuck you with my claws,” the blue and white bear grunted. 

”Hehe. Love you too,” Silas said with a small smile. Milo rolled his eyes and came closer to him, wrapping his arms around the rat. He pretended to not notice him starting to tremble or to hear his snivels, closing his eyes and riding out the last bit of pain that was still in his ass…