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"writing": "“Glad to you could join us today, Mister Leslie,” Coach Horgar said as Niel ran to the others by the bus. “Some of your teammates actually depend on you for their future.”\n\n“Sorry about that, Coach. My ride had trouble getting going.”\n\n“Maybe consider staying in your dorm, next time there’s an important game on the horizon.”\n\n“Yes, sir,” Niel replied, trying to keep from smiling.\n\nHis ride had had no problem getting going. It was getting the monkey to stop that had been near impossible. Limbani had felt owed, after being teased a dinner with him and Stewart, and then for picking Kuno and his family instead. Added to that were the stories Limbani extracted from Kuno about the evening, and he was even more annoyed at not having the chance to experience the hot raccoon.\n\nNiel was reminding the monkey he was available anytime he wanted, when it registered he meant Stewart.\n\nStewart was bi.\n\nThat was… a thing. He would never have guessed, but now that he knew, it changed some of his perspective regarding Jarod’s comment that Stewart was worried his continued presence would strain his marriage.\n\nNiel hadn’t asked Stewart.\n\nAfter that evening at the Richards, they reached a comfort level of a sort. He didn’t know if it would last; he was still angry at the secret kept from him, but for the time being, they could talk without him making everything an accusation, and Stewart without coming across like he needed constant reassurances the two of them were okay.\n\nAs they boarded the bus, Niel put the previous day’s events aside to focus on the coming weekend away. Erwin had promised to be in Fargo before Niel got there, so his survival was assured. He had two games to play, then it was back in Minneapolis and his studies.\n\nHe had to study.\n\nThe coach had been less demanding of Niel since he returned from what, as far as anyone knew, had been an extended hospital stay caused by a mix of overexerting and under-nourishing himself. But Niel heard the bear muttering about how he wasn’t dedicated, didn’t have his head in the game, didn’t care about his team’s future.\n\nHe couldn’t know it was about him; Coach Horgar was always on someone’s case for not being enough. But he’d felt an increase in tension, like that comment when he’d arrived. That was reinforcing his decision that football wasn’t where he saw his future being. He’d stay with it until he graduated, but he’d also look into the other scholarships he qualified for. It was possible the coach would kick him off the team to make space for someone more willing to sacrifice his health for a future that was more the coach’s dream than anyone else’s.\n\n“Hey Leslie,” a senior seated in the front called once he passed them. “I knew you were a quitter.”\n\nNiel gave him the finger without looking back. “Go fuck yourself, Carlisle. Wait, never mind, you can’t. You’re still doing No Nut November.” He paused. “Unless you’ve quit.” He made it to his seat and dropped into it, next to the cougar.\n\n“Where did you pick up that level of burn?” Brendan asked, grinning.\n\n“Just luck.” Niel grinned as he made out the discussion at the front of the bus and the Carlisle’s protests that he wasn’t a quitter.\n\n“You know he’s going to find a way to make you pay for embarrassing him like that.”\n\nNiel shrugged. “After the games this weekend, I won’t have a reason to be within spitting distance of him until next semester. He’s going to have to do all the work of getting to me.”\n\n“He still has this weekend.”\n\nNiel smirked. “He’s out of luck. I’m going to be busy when we aren’t playing. And not with him.”\n\nBrendan narrowed his eyes in that way he did when he was trying to will someone to spill the beans, but the raccoon just kept on grinning as the bus got underway.\n\n* * * * *\n\n“That’s what it’s about!” the bear yelled as he entered the locker room at the end of the file. “You played like professionals, and you brought the victory and honor to your school!” everyone cheered.\n\nIt had been a hard game. The Bisons had brought their “A” game to the field on both game, but Niel and company had brought their “A+” game, as the coach had proclaimed when a reported looking for a quote before the official interview accosted him as they left the field.\n\n“Jackson, Hitory, and Carlisle. You have thirty minutes to get ready. Remember, it’s not just the reporters you’re looking to impress. You are the MVPs. What you say during the interview will reach the ears of people with the power to decide what team you end up on once you graduate, so do not let me down.”\n\nMore cheers went up. Niel was happy for them, even Carlisle. If they were aiming for the NFL, this was their chance to get their foot in the door.\n\nThe coach left, and the ribbing started, but it stayed playful. They’d won. So no one cared about the bad plays that had happened.\n\nThe players were in various states of undress when the locker room became quiet, and the door closed. Niel had taken his time, only removing his protective gear in preparation for what was about to happen.\n\n“You won!” someone said in a falsetto voice, and Niel did his best not to smile as he turned. Erwin sashayed among the guys wearing only the team’s oversize jersey and underwear, not that the others knew that. The jersey went down to the rabbit’s knees. Erwin had wanted to be naked when they’d concocted the plan, but the raccoon had vetoed that.\n\n“You were great.” Erwin stepped to the closest player, Brendan, and ran his hand down his chest. “I loved how you handled that ball.” He gave a shiver as he moved to the other side and rubbed against Carlisle. “And you… that pass.” He moaned. “You could send me into the deep end like that anytime you want.” He was onto Chunho, leaving the jackal sputtering. The rabbit leaned in and made his voice sultry. “How about you tackle me down, big guy, and show me how good you are with balls?” he winked at the lion.\n\nNiel cleared his throat. Erwin could go on all day. He loved playing up the stereotypes. “Hun?”\n\nEveryone turned to look at Niel, expressions going from disbelief to shock so great, if this was a cartoon, jaws would be hitting the floor. Erwin was that good looking of a guy.\n\n“You were amazing!” The rabbit jumped into Niel’s arms and they twirled. There had been no specific plan, beyond making the others jealous, but Erwin had warned Niel he’d be putting on a show and to just go along with it.\n\n“Not so much you didn’t go to the rest of the guys.”\n\n“I can window shop, can’t I?”\n\nNiel narrowed his eyes. “Window shopping rarely involves so much touching.”\n\n“You have seen them, right? How was I supposed to resist?” The rabbit leaned in and whispered in his ear, just loud enough for the closest guys to hear. “How about you take me now and make them forget anyone other than you exist?”\n\n“Here?” Niel’s voice cracked in shock, and he forgot the role he’d been trying for.\n\nErwin giggled. “Well, after a game like this one, they all deserve a celebratory show.”\n\nNiel regained enough control to get back into character. “What have I said about sharing?” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brendan cover his mouth, trying not to laugh. Well, one of them had caught on.\n\n“Only if they can go at it all night, and are talented enough to make me orgasm just by that trouser snake they carry in their pants?” He leaned back until he looked at Carlisle. “How about it, handsome? Can you go all night? Make me cum over and over just by pounding me with your—”\n\n“I’m straight!” the jackal exclaimed.\n\n“Oh, honey. So is spaghetti. Until I get it all hot and wet.”\n\n“I think he has other plans,” Niel said. “He needs to be in front of the cameras in something like twenty minutes.”\n\n“Shit!” The jackal ran for the showers. The other two followed him, stunned.\n\nErwin looked around the locker room, head hanging back. “Anyone else wants to give my stud of a man a run for his money? Do you think you can win me away from him? I can do amazing things with my tongue.” Niel shivered at the memory of what the rabbit had done to him with it. “No one?” He straightened. “I guess I’m all yours then.” He kissed Niel hard, and the raccoon found himself squeezing that ass in response, making Erwin squeal and press himself against him.\n\nSomeone laughed hard. “Oh, you guys have to see your faces,” Brendan said while trying to catch his breath. “I think some of you aren’t as straight as you like to claim.” The cougar burst out laughing again.\n\n“I think this little show’s over,” Erwin said, dropping the act, but staying in Niel’s arms. “Did you tell him?”\n\nNiel shook his head. “He’s my roommate.”\n\n“Oh.” The rabbit leaned back again. “Have you experienced the wonder that is Niel Leslie?”\n\n“Can’t say that I have.” Brendan wiped his eyes.\n\n“Do you want to? I’m not the possessive type.”\n\n“Got a girlfriend, but thanks for the offer.” He sighed. “I haven’t laughed this hard in ages.”\n\n“I’m sure she wouldn’t—”\n\n“You’re channeling Limbani, Erwin.”\n\n“I would never!” the rabbit protested, straightening. “I have criteria beyond male and equipped.”\n\n“And self-control, since you’re still wearing this.” Niel reached under the long shirt and the rabbit eepped as he ripped the thong off, then raised it. “Since I’m not doing No Nut, I’m going to leave you to your ministrations and we are going to find ourselves an out-of-the-way cranny to celebrate this victory.” He dropped the thong on the bench. “If I’m not on the bus when you leave, tell Coach Erwin’s driving me back.”\n\n“I’ll have him home by bedtime,” The rabbit said as they headed for the door, arm around each other’s waist. “In a week or two.”\n\n* * * * *\n\n“That was so fucking hot.” Niel shoved the rabbit against the wall of the deserted—whatever this room was used for. It was just the two of them in the empty room and the jersey on the floor.\n\n“I told you it’d be fun.” Erwin undid Niel’s pants.\n\n“I’m going to fuck you so hard.” He kicked off his shoes, then he paused at the surprised look on the rabbit’s face.\n\n“You’re wearing a cup?”\n\n“I was playing football, not getting ready for bed. Of course I’m wearing a cup. Well, was.” He hurried out of his jockstrap and lobbed it over his shoulder, then had his hand on the rabbit again, grinding against him, precum slicking their cocks.\n\n“You want me on the floor?” Erwin panted.\n\n“Fuck that.” Niel grabbed the rabbit’s ass with both hands and pulled.\n\n“I fucking love strong guys.” He wrapped his legs around Niel’s waist, and the raccoon ground his cock between the ass cheeks, slicking them with precum and probing for the right angle. “Right there.”\n\nNiel thrust, and Erwin became vocal.\n\n“I’m going to make you cum just with my cock.,” Niel promised through his panting. Pulling out and shoving his cock back in.\n\n“I don’t fucking care how.” The rabbit moaned. “Just make it happen.”\n\nNiel pressed against Erwin as he fucked him, trapping the rabbit’s cock between them. He didn’t care if this was cheating; his instructions were to make it happen.\n\n“I thought I heard someone.”\n\nNiel froze. No way. There was no way this was happening. They were in an unused part of the stadium. Erwin had made sure of it.\n\n“Do you mind?” Erwin demanded, annoyed.\n\n“Can’t say that I do,” the guy replied.\n\nNiel looked over his shoulder in time to see the doberman pickup his jockstrap and press his nose to it, rubbing his cock through his jeans.\n\n“Okay,” Erwin said. “Can’t say I saw that one coming. Seems we have a fan. You want to watch or join in?”\n\n“Erwin, we don’t know the guy.”\n\nThe rabbit shrugged. “You have anonymous hookups. He’s good looking and interested… oh yeah. Definitely interested.”\n\nNiel looked again. The doberman’s cock was out. Hard, thick, long, and… He swallowed. Erwin was right, he’d had hookups before. “You a top, bottom, or switch?”\n\nThe doberman puffed his chest. “I’m definitely a top.”\n\nErwin rolled his eyes. Niel agreed with the sentiment, but so long as he could perform, he could throw as much bluster as he wanted.\n\n“Then my ass’s right here, ready for your cock.”\n\nInstead of a cock, Niel got a lubed finger. At least the guy was considerate. He reached back, using the wall to support Erwin’s weight, and wrapped his fingers around the thick cock.\n\n“Oh, yeah. That’s it,” The dog whispered in his ear as Niel stroked it. “Handle it. It’s going in you, and then it’s going to be the only one for you.”\n\nNiel closed his eyes. There better not be too much of that kind of talk. He didn’t mind dirty talk and people acting tough, but if this guy made this about Niel being his bitch, he was ending it.\n\nThe cock left his hand, then Niel groaned as he pushed in and stretched him. “Nice,” he purred. The thrust pushed him into Erwin, and when the doberman pulled back, he did too.\n\n“You’ve got a fucking nice ass,” the dog said. He draped an arm over Niel’s shoulder and tweaked his nipple. The raccoon moaned. The man picked up speed, and Niel thrust faster into Erwin as a result. The rabbit’s eyes were closed, a contented smile on his face.\n\nA new sound registered through their grunting; behind them by the entrance. Niel started to turn his head to check, but the doberman let go of his nipple and tightened the arm over his neck.\n\nWhat the fuck? Niel reached for the arm as they pulled away from the wall, and Erwin let out a yelp of surprise as he fell. He hadn’t signed up for breath play.\n\nNiel pulled on the arm and elbowed the doberman in the stomach hard, then staggered forward, free. He turned, ready to demand what the man thought he was doing, but there were two more now. A vixen and a Dalmatian.\n\n“Restrain the other,” the dalmatian ordered as he ran for Niel. “Him, I’m dealing with,” he said with vehemence.\n\nHe moved like this was some martial arts movie, and Niel had to back away with each blow to avoid taking the full force. Football had taught him enough physics to know that one, but nothing about how to fight.\n\nAnd why the fuck were they attacking them? Was this like seven years ago? It couldn’t be. That guy had definitely enjoyed having his cock in Niel’s ass. He swung as hard as he could, and the dalmatian grabbed his wrist, pulled and Niel lost his balance. He had a foot under him, barely stopping his fall, as Erwin let out a cry. \n\nHe looked, and watched as the doberman let the rabbit fall to the ground, his head at an odd, unnatural angle.\n\nHad he just killed—\n\nPain exploded at the back of his head. Then he fell forward into unconsciousness.",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "“Glad to you could join us today, Mister Leslie,” Coach Horgar said as Niel ran to the others by the bus. “Some of your teammates actually depend on you for their future.”
“Sorry about that, Coach. My ride had trouble getting going.”
“Maybe consider staying in your dorm, next time there’s an important game on the horizon.”
“Yes, sir,” Niel replied, trying to keep from smiling.
His ride had had no problem getting going. It was getting the monkey to stop that had been near impossible. Limbani had felt owed, after being teased a dinner with him and Stewart, and then for picking Kuno and his family instead. Added to that were the stories Limbani extracted from Kuno about the evening, and he was even more annoyed at not having the chance to experience the hot raccoon.
Niel was reminding the monkey he was available anytime he wanted, when it registered he meant Stewart.
Stewart was bi.
That was… a thing. He would never have guessed, but now that he knew, it changed some of his perspective regarding Jarod’s comment that Stewart was worried his continued presence would strain his marriage.
Niel hadn’t asked Stewart.
After that evening at the Richards, they reached a comfort level of a sort. He didn’t know if it would last; he was still angry at the secret kept from him, but for the time being, they could talk without him making everything an accusation, and Stewart without coming across like he needed constant reassurances the two of them were okay.
As they boarded the bus, Niel put the previous day’s events aside to focus on the coming weekend away. Erwin had promised to be in Fargo before Niel got there, so his survival was assured. He had two games to play, then it was back in Minneapolis and his studies.
He had to study.
The coach had been less demanding of Niel since he returned from what, as far as anyone knew, had been an extended hospital stay caused by a mix of overexerting and under-nourishing himself. But Niel heard the bear muttering about how he wasn’t dedicated, didn’t have his head in the game, didn’t care about his team’s future.
He couldn’t know it was about him; Coach Horgar was always on someone’s case for not being enough. But he’d felt an increase in tension, like that comment when he’d arrived. That was reinforcing his decision that football wasn’t where he saw his future being. He’d stay with it until he graduated, but he’d also look into the other scholarships he qualified for. It was possible the coach would kick him off the team to make space for someone more willing to sacrifice his health for a future that was more the coach’s dream than anyone else’s.
“Hey Leslie,” a senior seated in the front called once he passed them. “I knew you were a quitter.”
Niel gave him the finger without looking back. “Go fuck yourself, Carlisle. Wait, never mind, you can’t. You’re still doing No Nut November.” He paused. “Unless you’ve quit.” He made it to his seat and dropped into it, next to the cougar.
“Where did you pick up that level of burn?” Brendan asked, grinning.
“Just luck.” Niel grinned as he made out the discussion at the front of the bus and the Carlisle’s protests that he wasn’t a quitter.
“You know he’s going to find a way to make you pay for embarrassing him like that.”
Niel shrugged. “After the games this weekend, I won’t have a reason to be within spitting distance of him until next semester. He’s going to have to do all the work of getting to me.”
“He still has this weekend.”
Niel smirked. “He’s out of luck. I’m going to be busy when we aren’t playing. And not with him.”
Brendan narrowed his eyes in that way he did when he was trying to will someone to spill the beans, but the raccoon just kept on grinning as the bus got underway.
* * * * *
“That’s what it’s about!” the bear yelled as he entered the locker room at the end of the file. “You played like professionals, and you brought the victory and honor to your school!” everyone cheered.
It had been a hard game. The Bisons had brought their “A” game to the field on both game, but Niel and company had brought their “A+” game, as the coach had proclaimed when a reported looking for a quote before the official interview accosted him as they left the field.
“Jackson, Hitory, and Carlisle. You have thirty minutes to get ready. Remember, it’s not just the reporters you’re looking to impress. You are the MVPs. What you say during the interview will reach the ears of people with the power to decide what team you end up on once you graduate, so do not let me down.”
More cheers went up. Niel was happy for them, even Carlisle. If they were aiming for the NFL, this was their chance to get their foot in the door.
The coach left, and the ribbing started, but it stayed playful. They’d won. So no one cared about the bad plays that had happened.
The players were in various states of undress when the locker room became quiet, and the door closed. Niel had taken his time, only removing his protective gear in preparation for what was about to happen.
“You won!” someone said in a falsetto voice, and Niel did his best not to smile as he turned. Erwin sashayed among the guys wearing only the team’s oversize jersey and underwear, not that the others knew that. The jersey went down to the rabbit’s knees. Erwin had wanted to be naked when they’d concocted the plan, but the raccoon had vetoed that.
“You were great.” Erwin stepped to the closest player, Brendan, and ran his hand down his chest. “I loved how you handled that ball.” He gave a shiver as he moved to the other side and rubbed against Carlisle. “And you… that pass.” He moaned. “You could send me into the deep end like that anytime you want.” He was onto Chunho, leaving the jackal sputtering. The rabbit leaned in and made his voice sultry. “How about you tackle me down, big guy, and show me how good you are with balls?” he winked at the lion.
Niel cleared his throat. Erwin could go on all day. He loved playing up the stereotypes. “Hun?”
Everyone turned to look at Niel, expressions going from disbelief to shock so great, if this was a cartoon, jaws would be hitting the floor. Erwin was that good looking of a guy.
“You were amazing!” The rabbit jumped into Niel’s arms and they twirled. There had been no specific plan, beyond making the others jealous, but Erwin had warned Niel he’d be putting on a show and to just go along with it.
“Not so much you didn’t go to the rest of the guys.”
“I can window shop, can’t I?”
Niel narrowed his eyes. “Window shopping rarely involves so much touching.”
“You have seen them, right? How was I supposed to resist?” The rabbit leaned in and whispered in his ear, just loud enough for the closest guys to hear. “How about you take me now and make them forget anyone other than you exist?”
“Here?” Niel’s voice cracked in shock, and he forgot the role he’d been trying for.
Erwin giggled. “Well, after a game like this one, they all deserve a celebratory show.”
Niel regained enough control to get back into character. “What have I said about sharing?” Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Brendan cover his mouth, trying not to laugh. Well, one of them had caught on.
“Only if they can go at it all night, and are talented enough to make me orgasm just by that trouser snake they carry in their pants?” He leaned back until he looked at Carlisle. “How about it, handsome? Can you go all night? Make me cum over and over just by pounding me with your—”
“I’m straight!” the jackal exclaimed.
“Oh, honey. So is spaghetti. Until I get it all hot and wet.”
“I think he has other plans,” Niel said. “He needs to be in front of the cameras in something like twenty minutes.”
“Shit!” The jackal ran for the showers. The other two followed him, stunned.
Erwin looked around the locker room, head hanging back. “Anyone else wants to give my stud of a man a run for his money? Do you think you can win me away from him? I can do amazing things with my tongue.” Niel shivered at the memory of what the rabbit had done to him with it. “No one?” He straightened. “I guess I’m all yours then.” He kissed Niel hard, and the raccoon found himself squeezing that ass in response, making Erwin squeal and press himself against him.
Someone laughed hard. “Oh, you guys have to see your faces,” Brendan said while trying to catch his breath. “I think some of you aren’t as straight as you like to claim.” The cougar burst out laughing again.
“I think this little show’s over,” Erwin said, dropping the act, but staying in Niel’s arms. “Did you tell him?”
Niel shook his head. “He’s my roommate.”
“Oh.” The rabbit leaned back again. “Have you experienced the wonder that is Niel Leslie?”
“Can’t say that I have.” Brendan wiped his eyes.
“Do you want to? I’m not the possessive type.”
“Got a girlfriend, but thanks for the offer.” He sighed. “I haven’t laughed this hard in ages.”
“I’m sure she wouldn’t—”
“You’re channeling Limbani, Erwin.”
“I would never!” the rabbit protested, straightening. “I have criteria beyond male and equipped.”
“And self-control, since you’re still wearing this.” Niel reached under the long shirt and the rabbit eepped as he ripped the thong off, then raised it. “Since I’m not doing No Nut, I’m going to leave you to your ministrations and we are going to find ourselves an out-of-the-way cranny to celebrate this victory.” He dropped the thong on the bench. “If I’m not on the bus when you leave, tell Coach Erwin’s driving me back.”
“I’ll have him home by bedtime,” The rabbit said as they headed for the door, arm around each other’s waist. “In a week or two.”
* * * * *
“That was so fucking hot.” Niel shoved the rabbit against the wall of the deserted—whatever this room was used for. It was just the two of them in the empty room and the jersey on the floor.
“I told you it’d be fun.” Erwin undid Niel’s pants.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard.” He kicked off his shoes, then he paused at the surprised look on the rabbit’s face.
“You’re wearing a cup?”
“I was playing football, not getting ready for bed. Of course I’m wearing a cup. Well, was.” He hurried out of his jockstrap and lobbed it over his shoulder, then had his hand on the rabbit again, grinding against him, precum slicking their cocks.
“You want me on the floor?” Erwin panted.
“Fuck that.” Niel grabbed the rabbit’s ass with both hands and pulled.
“I fucking love strong guys.” He wrapped his legs around Niel’s waist, and the raccoon ground his cock between the ass cheeks, slicking them with precum and probing for the right angle. “Right there.”
Niel thrust, and Erwin became vocal.
“I’m going to make you cum just with my cock.,” Niel promised through his panting. Pulling out and shoving his cock back in.
“I don’t fucking care how.” The rabbit moaned. “Just make it happen.”
Niel pressed against Erwin as he fucked him, trapping the rabbit’s cock between them. He didn’t care if this was cheating; his instructions were to make it happen.
“I thought I heard someone.”
Niel froze. No way. There was no way this was happening. They were in an unused part of the stadium. Erwin had made sure of it.
“Do you mind?” Erwin demanded, annoyed.
“Can’t say that I do,” the guy replied.
Niel looked over his shoulder in time to see the doberman pickup his jockstrap and press his nose to it, rubbing his cock through his jeans.
“Okay,” Erwin said. “Can’t say I saw that one coming. Seems we have a fan. You want to watch or join in?”
“Erwin, we don’t know the guy.”
The rabbit shrugged. “You have anonymous hookups. He’s good looking and interested… oh yeah. Definitely interested.”
Niel looked again. The doberman’s cock was out. Hard, thick, long, and… He swallowed. Erwin was right, he’d had hookups before. “You a top, bottom, or switch?”
The doberman puffed his chest. “I’m definitely a top.”
Erwin rolled his eyes. Niel agreed with the sentiment, but so long as he could perform, he could throw as much bluster as he wanted.
“Then my ass’s right here, ready for your cock.”
Instead of a cock, Niel got a lubed finger. At least the guy was considerate. He reached back, using the wall to support Erwin’s weight, and wrapped his fingers around the thick cock.
“Oh, yeah. That’s it,” The dog whispered in his ear as Niel stroked it. “Handle it. It’s going in you, and then it’s going to be the only one for you.”
Niel closed his eyes. There better not be too much of that kind of talk. He didn’t mind dirty talk and people acting tough, but if this guy made this about Niel being his bitch, he was ending it.
The cock left his hand, then Niel groaned as he pushed in and stretched him. “Nice,” he purred. The thrust pushed him into Erwin, and when the doberman pulled back, he did too.
“You’ve got a fucking nice ass,” the dog said. He draped an arm over Niel’s shoulder and tweaked his nipple. The raccoon moaned. The man picked up speed, and Niel thrust faster into Erwin as a result. The rabbit’s eyes were closed, a contented smile on his face.
A new sound registered through their grunting; behind them by the entrance. Niel started to turn his head to check, but the doberman let go of his nipple and tightened the arm over his neck.
What the fuck? Niel reached for the arm as they pulled away from the wall, and Erwin let out a yelp of surprise as he fell. He hadn’t signed up for breath play.
Niel pulled on the arm and elbowed the doberman in the stomach hard, then staggered forward, free. He turned, ready to demand what the man thought he was doing, but there were two more now. A vixen and a Dalmatian.
“Restrain the other,” the dalmatian ordered as he ran for Niel. “Him, I’m dealing with,” he said with vehemence.
He moved like this was some martial arts movie, and Niel had to back away with each blow to avoid taking the full force. Football had taught him enough physics to know that one, but nothing about how to fight.
And why the fuck were they attacking them? Was this like seven years ago? It couldn’t be. That guy had definitely enjoyed having his cock in Niel’s ass. He swung as hard as he could, and the dalmatian grabbed his wrist, pulled and Niel lost his balance. He had a foot under him, barely stopping his fall, as Erwin let out a cry.
He looked, and watched as the doberman let the rabbit fall to the ground, his head at an odd, unnatural angle.
Had he just killed—
Pain exploded at the back of his head. Then he fell forward into unconsciousness.",
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