Chapter 6 - Overtake of the Slugs

Ever since the Paw Patrol disbanded, they all moved in different areas of the world in order to pursue their dreams. Rocky and Zuma, who were best friends are now together being the only alledgedly gay couple in the team. Although their team supports them, the residents didn't and it caused massive hate. They thought of moving to another remote area, hoping that their relationship will be kept a secret until they were confident enough to express it freely, but unfortunately, that couldn't be far more from the case.

On his way back to his home, Rocky, who is now a mechanic recieved lots of hate when someone saw him and Zuma kissing in a park, and the news spread like wildfire. It wasn't easy for him, as many threw useless junk, trash, even called them racial slurs, some to even the extent of physically harming the two. He tried his best to ignore them, but it was like one attack after another.


"Get lost faggot!" a cat said.

"You don't deserve to be here," a pup shouted.


Rocky had to bare all of those words to him, and it was even probably worse for Zuma. One time in a swimming competition, when Zuma was changing in a locker for swimming, a cat spanked Zuma's ass so hard, it caused him to swell and moaned in pain.


"Your kind don't belong here," the cat said.


The cat even spitted on Zuma, laughing at him and left before Zuma can do anything. He still endured the pain and managed to get into position, and once the swimming competition was finished, he managed to place 2nd overall, just a second short with the fast swimmer. It didn't bothered Zuma, as he went to the podium to recieve his silver medal, but instead of cheers, it was just yells, screams, and booing.

"You don't fucking deserve a medal," one of the audience said.

"You fucking cheater, get lost," another said.

"Burn in hell cockbag," one more said.


Zuma was on the verge of tears, hearing the words from the audience, but still showed his smile as if they were cheering for him. Once the competition ended, he immediately went to the locker room and tried to change, but alas, this was not gonna end well, as the competitors who participated in the swimming  competition surrounded him.


"Well boys, looks like we got the slut cornered," a cat smirked.

"Just please let me go, I'll be leaving soon," Zuma said.

"Pffft, you are not going anywhere, and not with this," a pup smirked.


The pup then grabbed Zuma's medal and threw it to the other competitors, who laughed with him.


"Hey, give it back," Zuma shouted.



Zuma tried to get the medal from them, but one of the pup pinned him down.


"Oh I don't think you're going to get that, do you think a faggot like you deserve one," the pup smirked.

"Just leave me alone ok," Zuma said scared.

"Oh, what's wrong, we are just about to have some fun," the pup smirked.


The pup then spanked Zuma's ass, which cause him to moan and wince in pain. He kept spanking his ass more till to became sore and became visibly red. The poor labrador cried loudly, as he was not prepared for what's to come. With the pups and cats being naked, showing their cocks, this caused Zuma to have an erection too, and tried to hide it, but this captured the pup's attention.


"Well, well, well, is your friend coming out to play," the pup smirked seeing Zuma's cock getting excited.

"No please..... I have a boyfriend," Zuma said as tears coming were coming out from his eyes.

"Oh no worries, you'll see your boyfriend again, it's like sluts meant for each other," the pup smirked.


The pup then started licking Zuma's cock, as it caused him to moan loudly. He kept licking his cock until Zuma's cock was fully erected, which everyone in the locker room smirked.


"Ok boys, time we teach this slut a lesson he won't forget," the pup smirked.


The boys then started surrounding him, wanting a piece of him. One cat inserted his cock in Zuma's ass, another one in Zuma's mouth, while the pup started sucking Zuma's cock. The rest of the boys started jerking off, pointing their cocks at Zuma. The room only filled with moans, more noticeably of Zuma's desperate scream for help, as he was being tortured.


"Mmmmmmm, no one will listen for  your cries, now shut up and be a good bitch," the cat moaned fucking Zuma's ass and spanked it hard.


Zuma cried loudly, as there were some tears in his eyes, as he didn't want to suffer more than he had, as he decided to obey and stop crying.


"Mmmmmm now this is being a good slut, keep sucking you bitch," the pup moaned as he then put his cock deeper in Zuma's mouth


Zuma was forced then entire cock inside his mouth, as he started gagging, which only amused the rest of the boys. This scene lasted for a good hour. It was when then seen later that a pup riding Zuma's cock, as Zuma screamed in pain as his cock was swollen to the max.


"Mmmmmmmm cum in me you fucking slut," the pup moaned and kept riding Zuma's cock.


Zuma screamed and cried loudly, as after a few moments, his load burst into the pup, satisfying his needs, and roughly pulled out, with no sign of sorry. Zuma was a hot mess, his body ached, cum everywhere on his body, his pain that he suffered, it was so hard for him to bear.

The boys just looked at Zuma and smirked, as he 'teach' Zuma a lesson to what happens to those who aren't straight.


"Just a reminder of what happens to sluts like you," the pup smirked.


The boys laughed and smirked at him then left, taking away the medal that Zuma rightfully earned. Zuma was in tears, as this was not the life he wanted. He was hoping to be able to live a happy life together with Rocky, but unfortunately may not happen.

Zuma slowly got up, but limped, as he couldn't even wear his clothes due to the pain in doing so. Everywhere in his body hurts, as he was in tears, crying, feeling hopeless. He then got his stuff, and managed to live the stadium without anyone noticing. Luckily, it was already night, and very few residents were seen outside, and their home was really close.

In the meantime, Rocky just finished with his work and waited for Zuma to arrive. They were supposed to have their fun time, as Rocky was usually the dominant of the two, as he tried to call Zuma. The phone rang, waiting for Zuma to respond, but there was no answer. Rocky tried again, hoping he would get a response, but nothing again.

Rocky was really worried for Zuma, as this is the first time he hadn't been answering him. Before Rocky could head out, the door opened and to his horror, saw Zuma with his bag in tears, as he was just naked and covered in cum. Rocky immediately took him to the couch for him to lie down, not caring for the stench of it.

"Zuma, what happened," Rocky asked with a worried look.

"They..... used me," Zuma said sniffling.

"Who used you," Rocky asked really concerned.

"The boys.... in the swimming competition, they called me names, and even called me a faggot," Zuma said crying.


Rocky then gently hugged Zuma, as he was comforting him, and noticed some red areas on his body. He just couldn't believe they would be this extreme to them, especially that they haven't cause any trouble.


"Shhhh, it will be ok," Rocky said comforting Zuma the best he can.

"Can we just.... leave this place," Zuma said begging Rocky.

"I'm trying to..... I still need a thousand more, and my boss even cut my salary in half," Rocky said looking at Zuma.

"What did we do to deserve this," Zuma asked and wondered.

"We didn't do anything Zuma, those assholes are just jealous of us, I love you Zuma, nothing will change that," Rocky said holding his hand.

"Thanks.... Rocky," Zuma said with a small smile.


Rocky gave Zuma a kiss on the cheeks, as he let him rest on the couch, as Rocky went to his room to figure out what to do. They were planning to leave the area once they collected enough cash, but even then, it could take another month or two, and they don't know how much they could endure the pain any longer.


He then called Chase through the phone, hoping he can help them in this situation. With Chase, he was living with his girlfriend Skye, as they were in a room of the hotel, as they were to get on with it, but Chase's phone rang. Chase picked it up and answered and put it in speaker mode for Skye to hear as well


"Rocky, hey man, how are you," Chase asked excited to hear from Rocky.

"How are you and Zuma doing, having a fun sexy time," Skye asked with a smirk.

"No, Zuma was used as a toy by assholes, now he is hurt badly," Rocky said.


Chase and Skye gasped and were shocked in hearing their friend's response.



"Is Zuma ok," Chase asked worriedly.

"He is fine right now, he is currently resting on the couch, he is even covered in semen right now," Rocky said angrily.

"Is there anything we can do to help," Skye asked trying to help with their situation.

"We were planning to leave once we have the money, but I'm having a hard time now, it seems many hate us with where we live in," Rocky said.

"We were planning to visit you actually, but we also have issues of ourselves," Chase said.

"Someone hijacked my plane, and right now, it is currently being located," Skye added.

"Oh shit, sorry for that though," Rocky said.

"It's ok, it's not your fault, but someone doesn't seem to like us, just keep in touch though, maybe we can try to do something about your situation," Skye said assuring that they will do anything they can to help Rocky and Zuma.

"I will, thanks you two, and Chase, fuck her real good," Rocky smirked.

"Oh I will, do the same to Zuma once he feels better," Chase said.


Rocky then ended the call, as they couldn't help him unfortunately. He then decided to call Marshall and hoped maybe he can help him. With Marshall, he was with Everest in his house, as they kissed sloppily, enjoying each other's company and played with each other's privates. They kept going until the phone rang, which caused them to stop.


"Who's calling us," Everest asked.

"Hey, it's Rocky," Marshall said.

"Well, let's see how he and Zuma are doing," Everest said.


Marshall then answered the phone as he put it on loudspeaker for Everest to hear as well.


"Hey Rocky, how are you," Marshall asked excited hearing from him.

"Hey Marshall, are you with someone," Rocky asked.

"Yeah, I am with Everest, just warming up," if you know what I mean, Marshall smirked and looks at Everest.

"Oh I know, although right now, I have a favor to ask," Rocky said in a worried tone.

"Is something wrong, you seem to be worried," Marshall asked him with concern.

"It's just.... Zuma has been used, and not in a good way, he was used as a personal toy with the boy swimmers, I couldn't even watch the event because everyone is just.... a bitch," Rocky said in a sad voice.

"Oh gosh, we are so sorry to hear that, how is Zuma currently doing," Everest asked.

"He is resting right now, and probably has to for the next few days," Rocky replied.

"Can you take him to the hospital," Marshall asked.

"I can, but I don't think they would treat us properly, Rocky said with a sigh.

"Well, Everest and I are planning on reuniting with the team, maybe we can hopefully help you there," Marshall said trying to cheer him up.

"Just stay strong Rocky, you were our best tech in the team, I know you will think of something," Everest said supporting him.

"Tell us if you have any plans, we'll do our best to support it," Marshall said.

"Thanks you two, I appreciate it, just make sure to put the fire out that's in Everest," Rocky giggled.

"Oh don't worry, I have the load for it," Marshall smirked.

"We'll keep in touch then," Everest said.


Rocky then ended the call, and still no luck. He then had one more contact he had, and it was with Tracker. With Tracker he just finished taking a bath, as he dried off, but didn't wore any clothes, as he wanted to snuggle Rubble, who are only friends, but felt sexually close in a way. Rubble was sleeping naked as Tracker smirked as he admired his fat ass, and sometimes play with it. Rubble felt uncomfortable at with it at first, but when the two gotten close, Rubble's fear disappeared and allowed Tracker to use him, but not hurting him too.

He was about to lie down and snuggle with Rubble until his phone rang. He then picked it up and answered, seeing it was Rocky calling him.


"Rocky amigo, how are you," Tracker asked with a smile in his face.

"Hey Tracker, just having issues right now, Zuma..... he is hurt badly," Rocky said with a sad tone.

"Oy oy oy, what happened," Tracker asked worried about Zuma.

"Boys who uses him as a toy, what else," Rocky said angrily.

"That is the thing I hate, you just can't respect their sexuality," Tracker said feeling angered at those who hurt Zuma.

"I was hoping if you can help me with this," Rocky said.

"Sorry Rocky, we are also having some crisis ourselves, the road everywhere is blocked due to some accident, that me and Rubble had to walk to our works every time," Tracker said.

"Oh, sorry for asking that," Rocky said feeling a bit embarrassed.

"No, no, it's ok, I understand after all, you and Zuma are together, and it's normal that you feel concerned for him, and we do wanna help too," Tracker said assuring Rocky there is nothing wrong with asking for help.

"Yeah, I also tried calling Chase who is with Skye and Marshall who is with Everest, they also have their own problems," Rocky said.

"Si, it's definitely difficult times, but maybe we can make ways for it," Tracker said.

"I hope so, thanks Tracker," Rocky said.

"No problem, now I gotta get back to Rubble," Tracker said looking at Rubble.

"Wait, you and Rubble are together," Rocky asked.

"Well as friends, but maybe more than that if our relationship goes well," Tracker said.

"Good luck with that, and make sure to feed him lots of food," Rocky giggled.

"Haha, I definitely will," Tracker said sharing a laugh as well.


Rocky ended the call as all of his friends seem to have problems. He then put his phone down, and went to the kitchen to bring warm soup for Zuma to enjoy. Rocky brought the bowl to Zuma, as he was still laying down, resting from the soreness that was everywhere in his body.


"Here, I made some warm soup for you," Rocky said.

"T-thanks, Zuma said smiling.


Zuma then slowly sat down and with the help of Rocky started tasting the soup, which Zuma loves to enjoy.


"How's the soup, Rocky asked.

"Tasty as always, I always love the food you made," Zuma smiled.

"I definitely learned from Rubble, he thought me some his simple yet tasty recipes," Rocky said smiled back at him.

"That pup is definitely a good cook, also an eater," Zuma said giggling.

"Yeah hehe...... also Zuma, I'm sorry if I couldn't watch your performance earlier.... I had to finish job, I overworked and.....," Rocky was then interrupted by Zuma as he placed a hand on his mouth.

"It's ok, I understand, and to be honest, I'm glad you didn't, you could have gotten hurt like me.... I just wish we could live peacefully here," Zuma said looking down.

"Yeah, I called our friends and they seemed to be having issues as well," Rocky added.

"I just hope we can still have that reunion though, we might have to cancel it if nothing goes to plan," Zuma said.

"We will have that reunion, just need to have some hope," Rocky said holding Zuma's hand.


Rocky then kisses Zuma on the mouth, as Zuma blushes and kisses back.


"I'll go outside and get some air, take some rest ok," Rocky said patting on Zuma's shoulder.

"Ok, just be careful dude," Zuma said.


Rocky then went outside as he looked around and glad no one was nearby. He was just of having thoughts on how deal with the situation they were in, especially with how they were being treated. After a couple minutes passed, and he was about to go in, but not until something hopped on him. Rocky looked at it and noticed a white slug, as he tried to remove it.


"Hey hey, watch it," the slug said on his shoulder.

"You, you can talk," Rocky asked in disbelief.

"Always had, and by the looks of it, you and your boyfriend are in a pickle," the slug said smirking.

"You think? Everyone in here seems to hate us," Rocky said looking at the slug.

"Well, I can help deal with it, as well with your friends too, I just have one request for it to make it happen," the slug said.

"And what's the request," Rocky asked wondering what it is.

"To let me help control you," the slug said.

"What..., wouldn't I lose my ability to be myself, I already had enough of the cats and pups telling us what to do" Rocky said as he didn't want that to happen.

"Oh, don't worries, you won't lose your ability, think about it as, hypnosis, or mind control whenever I can, but still having intact to your own will," the slug said.

"How can I know that you won't take control of me fully," Rocky asked.

"I can demonstrate if you want, and that's only if you let me in your brain," the slug trying to assure it would keep his promise.

"I'm.... not to sure," Rocky said uncertain.

"I understand, but from what I know, your friends are having problems too, I can also help deal with it, and they would also get the same treatment with you and your boyfriend, they seem genuine," the slug said.

"And the others," Rocky asked wondering what will happen.

"Well, let's say they will be under our own control," the slug said with a sinister smirk.


Rocky was really hesitant in doing this, as he didn't know if he can trust it, let alone a slug, but if what it is saying is true, then maybe they never have to deal with any issues with this at all.


"Deal, but please don't make it hurt, I already suffered more than enough," Rocky said.

"No worries, I always keep my word," the slug said as it was being genuine.


Rocky then put the slug near his right ear, as the slug then went through and inside him, which caused Rocky to shake a bit. After a while, he then got on fours, as he was trying to be strong against what was happening. The slug then went towards his brain and covered it with some with liquid, which now he also has control with him, and made Rocky more sensitive to sexual stuff. Rocky stopped moving as he kept looking down to the ground, but he definitely see things a bit different now.


"Now, are you ready to get revenge on those who hurt you," the slug asked in his brain.


Rocky then got up, as he had spiral green eyes.


"I'm ready," Rocky smirked.