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The bar was a glitzy little place in a small posse of trendy shops holding out valiantly against the local economic malaise. Jason stumbled down the street, not caring where, just wanting to get away. Tears prickled his eyes now that he was alone. Spurned, he thought, and for someone younger and prettier. He should have seen it coming. He'd been so smug, two years ago, when David lavished attention on him. Who had he replaced? He couldn't remember the name, but now he understood the wounded looks which had seemed like theatrics at the time.\n\nHe didn't have to go far before the scenery changed, and not for the better. He had been walking generally west, not paying attention, but now he looked around and realised he was in a dark alley in an industrial area. Half the buildings looked abandoned. Jason felt a jangle of nerves through his anger and sadness. It wasn't a savoury neighbourhood; not the sort of place to be caught wearing tight leather pants and a skimpy tank-top. He hurried on, confident that the alley would take him back to the main road once he rounded the corner at the bottom of the hill.\n\nA rattle of corrugated iron startled him; he froze as a dark shape sauntered out from a gap in a rickety fence. It looked like a huge dog, heavy-set and muscular with a blunt muzzle and small ears, perhaps a rottweiler or bull mastiff. Jason never had much to do with dogs, especially not large ones. His aunt had a Chihuahua, but that wasn't in the same league. This dog wasn't friendly, and he might be trespassing on its territory.\n\nIt would be fatal to run. He took a slow step backwards, hoping the thing would allow him to leave the way he had come. But a scrabble of claws drew his attention, and when he turned, he saw another one behind him. His mouth went dry. One mean dog was bad, but a pack would be far worse.\n\nA concrete facade with boarded windows was at his back. He stepped into the darkened doorway, desperately feeling for a door handle, sure that it would be locked. Relief flooded him as the handle turned and the door swung open. He ducked inside and banged the door shut just as the two dogs swung towards him. The catch clicked into place, but he could not find any lock in the darkness. Still, it was a sturdy door. It should discourage the animals outside.\n\nJason peered around. The room seemed to be empty, and smelled of dust and also an animal musk. Perhaps the dogs had been living here... he hoped there wasn't an open back door. He had better explore. He crossed the floor, boards creaking in the silence. Then, movement at the far side of the room. Another dark shape, dog-like, even larger than the others, sat on its haunches in the shadows.\n\nJason's heart pounded. \"Nice dog...\" he heard himself say, and knew how stupid he sounded. He stood, frozen still, unable to go forward or back. Then he heard the distinctive sound of the door handle turning, and the door creaking open. Surely it was the owner, come to retrieve his dogs. Jason dared not look away from the thing in front of him. Muffled footsteps on the floorboards sounded somehow wrong. There was a scraping sound, and a light came on. It was one bulb in a far corner, crusted in dust and cobwebs, but Jason blinked in the sudden light. Then he looked again, and his mouth gaped open as he got a clear look at the animal in front of him.\n\nJason was no dog expert, but this... thing... didn't look like any dog breed he'd ever seen. Its pale fur was flecked with striking zig-zags of darker grey. Its head and body were certainly dog-like, and it had a stocky tail. But its ears were small and round, and a strange ridge of soft spines along its back shimmered with a glossy iridescence. It was a he; a thick sheath lay below his belly, and heavy balls rested on the floorboards as his dark eyes regarded Jason. The young man was sure he saw a lewd desire in the thing's hungry expression.\n\nThe scratching footsteps behind him were definitely not human. Jason turned. Two more of the things - surely the ones from outside - were standing between him and the door. It was then that he noticed the detail of their front paws - they had stocky fingers and an opposable thumb, like no dog should have.\n\nThey moved with intent. They opened doors and turned on lights. They had thumbs. A different kind of terror gripped Jason. The things faced him, and he was quite sure he saw an insolent smirk in their eyes. The one on his left was another male, smaller and leaner than the first thing he'd seen. This smaller one had blue fur which shimmered as he moved. The last one was also smaller, and he could not see any sheath, so he decided that one was female. Her fine fur was dark grey, and the spines on her back were much smaller than the two males. A distant part of Jason noted that they would be quite beautiful if their features were not so distorted by greed and desire.\n\nAs they advanced towards him, Jason noticed little movements of their faces and ears, accompanied by a series of grunts and squeaks. Could they be conversing? He didn't have time to wonder; suddenly the smaller two leaped up and crashed into his back at the same time as the third one threw himself at Jason's legs. He crashed down hard. He rolled to one side and tried to clamber up, but before he could get his feet under him, he felt powerful jaws grab him from three directions. The female had him by the arm, and the blue male's teeth were locked around his lower leg, hard enough to bruise his flesh through his leather pants. The biggest Thing closed his jaws around the back of Jason's neck, and he froze, expecting those teeth to crush his flesh at any second.\n\nThere was a moment of stillness, the silence punctuated by the panting breath of one young human and three alien things. Jason became aware of throbbing pain in his wrist and leg where the things held him in a vice-like grip. He could also feel the hot breath and wet saliva of the jaws on his neck. But the teeth of the largest thing were not quite pressed with enough force to do any damage. Not yet.\n\nHe felt pain in his lower leg lessen as the grip was loosened. Perhaps the thing had grown tired? He made a small move to try and pull away. The teeth on his neck tightened until he cried out in pain. So that was how it was, he thought. He tried to stay still. They were not merely trying to kill him; they wanted something else.\n\nThe female released his hand, confident now that he had got the message. Just how intelligent were they? He stayed still, and the pressure on his neck loosened a bit. Jason's face was crushed into the gritty floorboards; he couldn't see what the other two things were doing. But he soon found out when their teeth grabbed the hem of his pants, one on each leg, and jerked downwards. He felt a stab of pain from his neck as his body lurched back against the thing's grip, and then his pants gave up their tenuous grip and slipped off his buttocks, taking his slip-on loafer shoes with them. A couple more tugs and they were gone. In a moment of clarity, he suddenly saw himself a few hours earlier, in another time, another world, deciding not to wear any underwear. Now he lay on the floor in shame as well as terror.\n\nWhen a cold nose pushed at his hip and nudged upwards, he had a pretty clear idea what was required. Trembling, he clambered up to a kneeling position, the thing moving with him so that its jaws never loosened from his neck. The other male sauntered into Jason's line of sight and stood for a moment. Sinewy muscles stood out beneath his fine blue fur, and the row of soft spines rippled and shimmered all the way down to his upraised tail. Jason could see a distinct bulge in the fleshy sheath which hung between the thing's back legs. His teeth were bared in a snarl, but his eyes held an intense hunger. The female's jaws clamped down on his arm as the male turned with deliberate slowness and walked around behind Jason.\n\nHe could see nothing now except the filthy planks in front of him. But he felt the heat of the thing as it approached him from behind. He could also hear it panting. Was that excitement? Terror surged through Jason. The way the things held him suggested only one interpretation, but it was unthinkable. And yet, a tiny part of him felt thrilled at the thought of being used. Only a tiny part. The rest of him was freaking out. Would he be injured by these... animals? And if not, what would they do with him afterwards? Perhaps he would be killed once they were done with their fun.\n\nHe started at the touch of something cold which could only be a nose. Then he felt hot breath and... a course tongue was running over his butt crack. He shivered at the unexpected feeling of it. The tongue was very skilled as it lapped further in, exploring around his hole. That tiny part of him had got bigger. Oh my god, it said. People would pay money for this.\n\nNow his ass was slick and dripping, and the tongue pulled away. A velvety weight slid onto his lower back. The thing was resting his head on Jason. It lingered a moment, then reared up and mounted him, and he felt its full weight and heat. Muscular forelegs locked around his waist as the thing pulled him close. He could feel its desperate panting breath on his back.\n\nThe thing started to thrust forward, and Jason's whole body shivered as its sheath brushed against his ass. Something slick and sharp probed at his crack with each thrust, just hard enough to concern him. Then it found his butt hole, and he felt it slip inside him. This was the stimulation that the thing had been searching for; Jason felt its forelegs tighten around him as it swept its cock deeply into him in one vigorous thrust.\n\nJason was no newbie; he'd have to admit that he'd been penetrated many times, and not always by a penis. But he'd never felt anything quite like this. It happened so quickly, he hardly had time to be afraid. Now the thing had its cock inside him, and it wasn't what he expected at all. He had been bracing himself for the initial burning sensation of being penetrated by a thick male member, but there was no pain. The thing's cock felt deliciously smooth and not particularly thick, although it had penetrated him deeply.\n\nAll this he noticed in an instant, for the thing started to thrust into him hard and fast. It took a moment to adjust, but then it actually felt OK. That tiny, excited part of him was growing larger and more confident by the second. Suddenly Jason found himself easing his legs further apart and pushing back against the thing.\n\nThe thing's back legs slapped against his thighs as it rammed into him. Claws dug into his flesh. Jason felt its wild animal power. Suddenly he realised that he was being stretched as the thing's cock swelled inside him. But how large would it get?\n\nThe answer was \"just right\": large enough to tickle his prostate and stretch him in an exciting way, without quite being painful. Jason was still terrified by these strange creatures, but that small excited part of him was now just as big, and it felt exhilarated by this novel and highly sensual experience.\n\nJason heard a low growl, with a distinctive modulation. It came from the other male, who still held Jason's neck. It sounded like some kind of communication. The thing's thrusts slowed, and Jason noticed a hard round bulb at the base of its cock, pressing against his ass - fortunately on the outside. Then the thing gave a grunt and a gasp as it pulsed its cum inside the young human. It stopped thrusting and held him tight for a while, and Jason could feel its body quivering as its semen gushed.\n\nThe thing's fur was hot and soft against his back, and he could feel its strength and virility. His whole body tingled at the feeling of that cock filling him and pulsing inside him. He was actually a tiny bit disappointed when the thing eased itself off his back, and its cock slid out of him in a gush of cum.\n\nThe thing holding Jason made a small whining noise, and its teeth moved against his neck as it shook its head and flicked an ear. The other one came back into Jason's field of view, and he got a good look at its cock, now swollen and bobbing free of its sheath. The cock was hard and slick, pointed at the tip and as thick as a good size human cock for most of its length. It tapered in a little at the base, then flared out into a curious rounded bulb. A small spurt of watery cum dripped from the tip as Jason watched.\n\nJason wondered what the things would do next. He didn't have to wait long. The one holding his neck released its grip, but before he could move, the other male grabbed him. Jason how had a close-up view of its cock as it stood at his shoulder with its teeth on his neck. Meanwhile, the white male turned around, and Jason got a good view of its muscular flank. It was bigger than the other male, with a more solid build. Delicate zig-zag patterns covered its velvety white fur. Its large sheath and balls gave Jason another thrill of excitement despite his discomfort. He was still pinned by the things, and he had no choice, but... Did a part of him actually hope that this male would also take advantage of him?\n\nThe thing sauntered behind him, slowly, relishing its power and the man's helplessness. But Jason was sure he could sense a quivering need behind its deliberate movements. Then he felt the familiar weight as the pale thing reared up and locked its paws around his waist.\n\nThe larger male seemed more self-assured as he thrust forward with his hips, and his pointed cock found its goal immediately. Jason knew what to expect this time, and he enjoyed the novel feeling of that long slick member penetrating him. The thing began to thrust into him with deliberate strokes. It was taking advantage of its power and control to use him, but a part of him was still thrilled by the animal sensuality of the experience, and his own cock was hard and oozing.\n\nThe thing's sheath was pressed back and Jason could feel its fur against his butt with every thrust. It penetrated him with a depth and a vigour that the other male had not used. By the time he knew what was happening, it was too late. He could feel its cock swelling inside him, including that amazing bulb at the base. It was firmly inside his sphincter, and it wasn't coming out.\n\nThe thing's thrusts slowed down now that its cock was locked inside. It felt like a boulder growing in his ass. It stretched and filled him in a way he'd never been stretched before. He wondered whether it would injure him, but then it stopped swelling, and he knew that he could handle it. And then the thing was gasping and clenching as its cum gushed into Jason. He could feel every pulse of its cock inside him, and his own muscles clenched around the huge cock.\n\nNow the big male sat still, his weight resting on Jason's back, as his cock continued to pulse inside the man. Jason floated in a confused state of fear mingled with sensual pleasure. He was vaguely aware that the pressure was gone from his arm. The female thing had released him and now stood in front of the man. He got a nice view of her nubile body as she turned around, and then her stocky tail was in his face. She dropped to the floorboards and rolled over, displaying two rows of nipples on her curving belly. His gaze moved down to her parted back legs, and there was her sex, a distinctive Y-shape surrounded by prominent dark-coloured outer labia.\n\nJason felt pressure from the jaws on his neck. The thing tightened its grip ever so slightly, and pushed his head downwards. The female's vulva was now right in front of him, and he felt a moment of revulsion when he understood what they wanted him to do.\n\nJason usually swung in the direction of men. However, he wasn't inexperienced with females (human ones, at least) - after all, you needed to know what you were missing. Putting his face in a vagina had never been a strong obsession, especially not such an alien and feral one. But this female thing did have a certain animal magnetism. As he looked at her, he felt a strange shift of perspective, so that he now saw the similarities as much as the differences - the basic configuration of her body and sex organs which were the same despite the novelty of their detail. Her desire was clear and recognisable. The teeth on his neck made a demand he had no choice but to obey. He swallowed his disgust and lowered his lips to her vulva.\n\nHis revulsion vanished immediately as a fascination gripped him. He lapped at her labia, then eased his tongue inside. There he found silky smoothness of inner labia and even a small bump which could have been a clitoris. He decided that he was right about this when he felt her muscles quiver and she flexed her spine, pressing her entrance up into his face.\n\nHe explored her passage with his tongue, savouring her sweet metallic tang. He was pretty sure that she tasted better than a human female - from his hazy memory of the one time he'd tried it. Jason's cock throbbed and dribbled precum from the combined stimulation of the massive cock filling his butt hole and the sensual slickness of the female in front of him. She accepted his forced attentions for perhaps half a minute, and then she placed her back paws on his shoulders and pushed herself away. Jason felt a noticeable pang of disappointment.\n\nHe shouldn't have worried. She scrambled to her feet, and her dark grey fur shimmered in the dim light. He followed her sensual curves, all the way to the dark shape of her slick vulva beneath her tail. She hustled around to his side, and then he felt her tongue lick at his rock-hard cock. She explored and licked for a moment, and then he shivered as he felt her teeth against his sensitive member. He experienced a shock of panic as he wondered whether she meant to bite him, but no - she was only teasing.\n\nThen he felt the warmth and silky softness of her fur as she wriggled underneath him and rolled onto her back. Before he knew it, she had tilted her hips upwards, and the wetness of her vulva brushed against his dangling cock. A thrill of anticipation rushed through him. It was wrong, but the excited part of him had almost taken over, and it wanted to sink into that hot slit.\n\nNow she swayed her hips against him, easing his foreskin back as his cock parted her outer labia. Inside she was silky smooth and enveloping. She started to thrust upwards, pressing the man deeper into her recesses. Soon she had enveloped his full length, and her belly fur was pressed against his groin.\n\nWas she using him, or was he using her? He couldn't tell any more. Somewhere in his excitement, a wild animal passion had taken over. He needed to fuck her, hard, and bury his cock in her. He needed to pull her hot muscular body close against his. He shifted his weight, and moved one arm down so that he could wrap it around her. He felt soft fur and then the coarseness of her ridge-spines, now lying flat along her back. He lifted her hindquarters and pulled her onto his cock in time with her thrusts.\n\nJason's head was level with her neck, and he buried his face in her fur. Her rank animal smell filled his nose as her forelegs clamped around his shoulders. He grabbed a thick fold of her skin between his teeth and bit down firmly, holding her close to him. He could feel the muscles of her vagina contracting on his cock. The sensations overwhelmed him, and then he was clutching her svelte furred body to him as his cum exploded deep into her in the most powerful climax he'd had in a long time.\n\nHe shuddered as he sat sandwiched between these strange animals and his cum spurted again and again. Finally he was drained, and he let go of the female thing. He felt her tense up as his dripping cock slipped out of her. Then she braced her legs against him and pushed herself away as she leaped to her feet. Her eyes were wild, and Jason genuinely thought she was going to attack him. She crouched then pounced forward, and her jaws snapped shut on his lower arm with enough force to bruise him. But she immediately released him and then spun and bounced around the room. She made a sound which sounded full of excitement, somewhere between a canine bark and a human shouting \"Hi!\". The larger male gave low growl, as if to remind her to be quiet.\n\nHe was too late. The door handle rattled, then the door swung open.\n\nA new panic gripped Jason. Could it be more of the things? Or perhaps the police? He couldn't decide which was worse. He peered up from his embarrassing position on the floor.\n\nA woman stood in the doorway, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and brandishing a torch. At her side stood another of the things. This one was a large male, at least as large as the pale one who was currently locked in a mating bond with Jason. His ebony fur shone in the pale light, and the iridescent spines on his back stood tall in a challenge. His teeth were bared in a snarl.\n\nThe female spun towards the newcomers and leaped forwards, and the new thing lowered his shoulder and met her charge. He knocked her down with his shoulder, and his teeth snapped shut millimetres from her head. Jason's neck was suddenly released as the thing holding him let go and rushed at the woman, his claws scrabbling for purchase on the wooden floor. She raised the torch, and the blue thing lost his nerve and slithered to a halt.\n\nMeanwhile the thing on Jason's back was clawing at the boards as it tried to pull out and jump off him. Its huge knot wrenched at the man's sphincter, but it was not going to come out. Instinctively, Jason pushed himself back, trying to reduce the pull on his ass, and also throwing the thing off balance. Its two companions stood still for a moment. Jason saw that they were bullies, not used to being challenged. Faced with a snarling member of their own species and a human with an improvised club, their bravado evaporated. The female spun around and raced for the back door, with the smaller male hot on her heels.\n\nThe larger male was now outnumbered. He cringed backwards, still attempting to extricate his cock. The knot had finally started to shrink, but he wasn't going to wait for it to fully subside. Uh oh, thought Jason. Try to relax...\n\nHe hadn't appreciated just how big that knot was until the thing wrenched it backwards once more, and white hot pain engulfed his sphincter as it pulled out. Jason collapsed to the floor and curled into a ball, tears of agony seeping from his eyes. Now he understood what childbirth might feel like.\n\nOut of the corner of his eye, he saw the pale-coloured thing skitter backwards, cock bobbing. The new thing pounced and grabbed the back of its neck before it could run or turn to attack. There was a chorus of low growls from both creatures, then the pale one seemed to submit. It ceased its growling as the newcomer stood over it. There were a few squeaks and grunts, then the darker thing slowly released it and took a step back, eyes watchful. The pale thing gave a little nod of its head then slunk away to the back of the room, its tail tucked between its legs. It turned back and gave a little growl which sounded defiant, then it ducked out the back door of the room.\n\nThe pain was subsiding. Jason could think clearly again. He sat up and fumbled for his pants, wondering whether his abused sphincter would ever recover.\n\n\"I'm Josie. Are you OK?\" The woman was looking at him while the dark coloured thing sniffed around the back of the room, making sure the others were gone.\n\n\"Jason. I think I'll be fine, with the help of a little Savlon cream.\" He managed an embarrassed smile.\n\n\"Are you associated with those... things?\" The woman nodded towards the back of the room.\n\n\"No, I was just passing by when they... well, they were pretty scary, you know?\" He suddenly felt shamed by this woman who had chased them off so fearlessly. Still, she had support. The other thing had sauntered back to her side, and now he sat down and contemplated Jason. His spines had lowered to a more relaxed pose, and Jason couldn't help but notice what a fine specimen he was, muscular but lean, his dark coat glossy with health. He also had a deliciously full sheath and large balls. Jason's ass was still throbbing, but already he was thinking about how amazing that cock had felt. He tried not to stare.\n\n\"Well,\" Josie said, \"I think we scared them off for now.\"\n\n\"What are they?\"\n\n\"Hmm?\" Josie hesitated for a moment. \"They are just dogs. A local breed. Those ones... er... escaped from their owner.\"\n\nJason climbed to his feet, trying to clench his tortured sphincter enough to prevent watery thing-cum from seeping out. Together they stumbled towards the front door and back to the street.\n\nThe things were obviously not just dogs, but right now Jason just wanted to get home and have a shower, and he didn't feel like arguing.\n\nA small hatchback sat under a solitary street-light nearby. \"Can I give you a lift home?\" Josie asked.\n\n\"That would be great!\" Jason replied, very relieved that he wouldn't have to walk.\n\nAt the car, Josie waved him to the front seat, and held the door while the thing climbed into the back. As they pulled away, Jason could smell the thing's rich animal musk, and he turned to look at its noble face. His mind kept flitting to enticing thoughts of what he could do with that cock, and how it might be if he was willing and prepared rather than terrified and captive. When they pulled up in front of his apartment, he turned to Josie.\n\n\"Thanks for the help! Perhaps we could swap numbers?\"\n\nShe hesitated again, and Jason sensed that there was a lot she was unwilling to tell him. Then she seemed to reach a decision.\n\n\"OK!\" she said, \"that's probably a good idea!\"\n\n\"Well\", Jason thought to himself as he watched the car pull away. \"Tonight really didn't work out the way I expected...\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Junkyard Thing Part 2 – Jason

Theo S. Bernard


"I'm sorry, Jason. Please don't make a scene."

"Scene? I'll give you a scene!"

Jason's arm moved forward by itself. He knew he was behaving badly, but the splash of his drink into David's face felt very satisfying. It had been a terrible margarita, anyway. But what could you expect in West Auckland?

Jason managed to keep a straight face as he strode out the door. The bar was a glitzy little place in a small posse of trendy shops holding out valiantly against the local economic malaise. Jason stumbled down the street, not caring where, just wanting to get away. Tears prickled his eyes now that he was alone. Spurned, he thought, and for someone younger and prettier. He should have seen it coming. He'd been so smug, two years ago, when David lavished attention on him. Who had he replaced? He couldn't remember the name, but now he understood the wounded looks which had seemed like theatrics at the time.

He didn't have to go far before the scenery changed, and not for the better. He had been walking generally west, not paying attention, but now he looked around and realised he was in a dark alley in an industrial area. Half the buildings looked abandoned. Jason felt a jangle of nerves through his anger and sadness. It wasn't a savoury neighbourhood; not the sort of place to be caught wearing tight leather pants and a skimpy tank-top. He hurried on, confident that the alley would take him back to the main road once he rounded the corner at the bottom of the hill.

A rattle of corrugated iron startled him; he froze as a dark shape sauntered out from a gap in a rickety fence. It looked like a huge dog, heavy-set and muscular with a blunt muzzle and small ears, perhaps a rottweiler or bull mastiff. Jason never had much to do with dogs, especially not large ones. His aunt had a Chihuahua, but that wasn't in the same league. This dog wasn't friendly, and he might be trespassing on its territory.

It would be fatal to run. He took a slow step backwards, hoping the thing would allow him to leave the way he had come. But a scrabble of claws drew his attention, and when he turned, he saw another one behind him. His mouth went dry. One mean dog was bad, but a pack would be far worse.

A concrete facade with boarded windows was at his back. He stepped into the darkened doorway, desperately feeling for a door handle, sure that it would be locked. Relief flooded him as the handle turned and the door swung open. He ducked inside and banged the door shut just as the two dogs swung towards him. The catch clicked into place, but he could not find any lock in the darkness. Still, it was a sturdy door. It should discourage the animals outside.

Jason peered around. The room seemed to be empty, and smelled of dust and also an animal musk. Perhaps the dogs had been living here... he hoped there wasn't an open back door. He had better explore. He crossed the floor, boards creaking in the silence. Then, movement at the far side of the room. Another dark shape, dog-like, even larger than the others, sat on its haunches in the shadows.

Jason's heart pounded. "Nice dog..." he heard himself say, and knew how stupid he sounded. He stood, frozen still, unable to go forward or back. Then he heard the distinctive sound of the door handle turning, and the door creaking open. Surely it was the owner, come to retrieve his dogs. Jason dared not look away from the thing in front of him. Muffled footsteps on the floorboards sounded somehow wrong. There was a scraping sound, and a light came on. It was one bulb in a far corner, crusted in dust and cobwebs, but Jason blinked in the sudden light. Then he looked again, and his mouth gaped open as he got a clear look at the animal in front of him.

Jason was no dog expert, but this... thing... didn't look like any dog breed he'd ever seen. Its pale fur was flecked with striking zig-zags of darker grey. Its head and body were certainly dog-like, and it had a stocky tail. But its ears were small and round, and a strange ridge of soft spines along its back shimmered with a glossy iridescence. It was a he; a thick sheath lay below his belly, and heavy balls rested on the floorboards as his dark eyes regarded Jason. The young man was sure he saw a lewd desire in the thing's hungry expression.

The scratching footsteps behind him were definitely not human. Jason turned. Two more of the things - surely the ones from outside - were standing between him and the door. It was then that he noticed the detail of their front paws - they had stocky fingers and an opposable thumb, like no dog should have.

They moved with intent. They opened doors and turned on lights. They had thumbs. A different kind of terror gripped Jason. The things faced him, and he was quite sure he saw an insolent smirk in their eyes. The one on his left was another male, smaller and leaner than the first thing he'd seen. This smaller one had blue fur which shimmered as he moved. The last one was also smaller, and he could not see any sheath, so he decided that one was female. Her fine fur was dark grey, and the spines on her back were much smaller than the two males. A distant part of Jason noted that they would be quite beautiful if their features were not so distorted by greed and desire.

As they advanced towards him, Jason noticed little movements of their faces and ears, accompanied by a series of grunts and squeaks. Could they be conversing? He didn't have time to wonder; suddenly the smaller two leaped up and crashed into his back at the same time as the third one threw himself at Jason's legs. He crashed down hard. He rolled to one side and tried to clamber up, but before he could get his feet under him, he felt powerful jaws grab him from three directions. The female had him by the arm, and the blue male's teeth were locked around his lower leg, hard enough to bruise his flesh through his leather pants. The biggest Thing closed his jaws around the back of Jason's neck, and he froze, expecting those teeth to crush his flesh at any second.

There was a moment of stillness, the silence punctuated by the panting breath of one young human and three alien things. Jason became aware of throbbing pain in his wrist and leg where the things held him in a vice-like grip. He could also feel the hot breath and wet saliva of the jaws on his neck. But the teeth of the largest thing were not quite pressed with enough force to do any damage. Not yet.

He felt pain in his lower leg lessen as the grip was loosened. Perhaps the thing had grown tired? He made a small move to try and pull away. The teeth on his neck tightened until he cried out in pain. So that was how it was, he thought. He tried to stay still. They were not merely trying to kill him; they wanted something else.

The female released his hand, confident now that he had got the message. Just how intelligent were they? He stayed still, and the pressure on his neck loosened a bit. Jason's face was crushed into the gritty floorboards; he couldn't see what the other two things were doing. But he soon found out when their teeth grabbed the hem of his pants, one on each leg, and jerked downwards. He felt a stab of pain from his neck as his body lurched back against the thing's grip, and then his pants gave up their tenuous grip and slipped off his buttocks, taking his slip-on loafer shoes with them. A couple more tugs and they were gone. In a moment of clarity, he suddenly saw himself a few hours earlier, in another time, another world, deciding not to wear any underwear. Now he lay on the floor in shame as well as terror.

When a cold nose pushed at his hip and nudged upwards, he had a pretty clear idea what was required. Trembling, he clambered up to a kneeling position, the thing moving with him so that its jaws never loosened from his neck. The other male sauntered into Jason's line of sight and stood for a moment. Sinewy muscles stood out beneath his fine blue fur, and the row of soft spines rippled and shimmered all the way down to his upraised tail. Jason could see a distinct bulge in the fleshy sheath which hung between the thing's back legs. His teeth were bared in a snarl, but his eyes held an intense hunger. The female's jaws clamped down on his arm as the male turned with deliberate slowness and walked around behind Jason.

He could see nothing now except the filthy planks in front of him. But he felt the heat of the thing as it approached him from behind. He could also hear it panting. Was that excitement? Terror surged through Jason. The way the things held him suggested only one interpretation, but it was unthinkable. And yet, a tiny part of him felt thrilled at the thought of being used. Only a tiny part. The rest of him was freaking out. Would he be injured by these... animals? And if not, what would they do with him afterwards? Perhaps he would be killed once they were done with their fun.

He started at the touch of something cold which could only be a nose. Then he felt hot breath and... a course tongue was running over his butt crack. He shivered at the unexpected feeling of it. The tongue was very skilled as it lapped further in, exploring around his hole. That tiny part of him had got bigger. Oh my god, it said. People would pay money for this.

Now his ass was slick and dripping, and the tongue pulled away. A velvety weight slid onto his lower back. The thing was resting his head on Jason. It lingered a moment, then reared up and mounted him, and he felt its full weight and heat. Muscular forelegs locked around his waist as the thing pulled him close. He could feel its desperate panting breath on his back.

The thing started to thrust forward, and Jason's whole body shivered as its sheath brushed against his ass. Something slick and sharp probed at his crack with each thrust, just hard enough to concern him. Then it found his butt hole, and he felt it slip inside him. This was the stimulation that the thing had been searching for; Jason felt its forelegs tighten around him as it swept its cock deeply into him in one vigorous thrust.

Jason was no newbie; he'd have to admit that he'd been penetrated many times, and not always by a penis. But he'd never felt anything quite like this. It happened so quickly, he hardly had time to be afraid. Now the thing had its cock inside him, and it wasn't what he expected at all. He had been bracing himself for the initial burning sensation of being penetrated by a thick male member, but there was no pain. The thing's cock felt deliciously smooth and not particularly thick, although it had penetrated him deeply.

All this he noticed in an instant, for the thing started to thrust into him hard and fast. It took a moment to adjust, but then it actually felt OK. That tiny, excited part of him was growing larger and more confident by the second. Suddenly Jason found himself easing his legs further apart and pushing back against the thing.

The thing's back legs slapped against his thighs as it rammed into him. Claws dug into his flesh. Jason felt its wild animal power. Suddenly he realised that he was being stretched as the thing's cock swelled inside him. But how large would it get?

The answer was "just right": large enough to tickle his prostate and stretch him in an exciting way, without quite being painful. Jason was still terrified by these strange creatures, but that small excited part of him was now just as big, and it felt exhilarated by this novel and highly sensual experience.

Jason heard a low growl, with a distinctive modulation. It came from the other male, who still held Jason's neck. It sounded like some kind of communication. The thing's thrusts slowed, and Jason noticed a hard round bulb at the base of its cock, pressing against his ass - fortunately on the outside. Then the thing gave a grunt and a gasp as it pulsed its cum inside the young human. It stopped thrusting and held him tight for a while, and Jason could feel its body quivering as its semen gushed.

The thing's fur was hot and soft against his back, and he could feel its strength and virility. His whole body tingled at the feeling of that cock filling him and pulsing inside him. He was actually a tiny bit disappointed when the thing eased itself off his back, and its cock slid out of him in a gush of cum.

The thing holding Jason made a small whining noise, and its teeth moved against his neck as it shook its head and flicked an ear. The other one came back into Jason's field of view, and he got a good look at its cock, now swollen and bobbing free of its sheath. The cock was hard and slick, pointed at the tip and as thick as a good size human cock for most of its length. It tapered in a little at the base, then flared out into a curious rounded bulb. A small spurt of watery cum dripped from the tip as Jason watched.

Jason wondered what the things would do next. He didn't have to wait long. The one holding his neck released its grip, but before he could move, the other male grabbed him. Jason how had a close-up view of its cock as it stood at his shoulder with its teeth on his neck. Meanwhile, the white male turned around, and Jason got a good view of its muscular flank. It was bigger than the other male, with a more solid build. Delicate zig-zag patterns covered its velvety white fur. Its large sheath and balls gave Jason another thrill of excitement despite his discomfort. He was still pinned by the things, and he had no choice, but... Did a part of him actually hope that this male would also take advantage of him?

The thing sauntered behind him, slowly, relishing its power and the man's helplessness. But Jason was sure he could sense a quivering need behind its deliberate movements. Then he felt the familiar weight as the pale thing reared up and locked its paws around his waist.

The larger male seemed more self-assured as he thrust forward with his hips, and his pointed cock found its goal immediately. Jason knew what to expect this time, and he enjoyed the novel feeling of that long slick member penetrating him. The thing began to thrust into him with deliberate strokes. It was taking advantage of its power and control to use him, but a part of him was still thrilled by the animal sensuality of the experience, and his own cock was hard and oozing.

The thing's sheath was pressed back and Jason could feel its fur against his butt with every thrust. It penetrated him with a depth and a vigour that the other male had not used. By the time he knew what was happening, it was too late. He could feel its cock swelling inside him, including that amazing bulb at the base. It was firmly inside his sphincter, and it wasn't coming out.

The thing's thrusts slowed down now that its cock was locked inside. It felt like a boulder growing in his ass. It stretched and filled him in a way he'd never been stretched before. He wondered whether it would injure him, but then it stopped swelling, and he knew that he could handle it. And then the thing was gasping and clenching as its cum gushed into Jason. He could feel every pulse of its cock inside him, and his own muscles clenched around the huge cock.

Now the big male sat still, his weight resting on Jason's back, as his cock continued to pulse inside the man. Jason floated in a confused state of fear mingled with sensual pleasure. He was vaguely aware that the pressure was gone from his arm. The female thing had released him and now stood in front of the man. He got a nice view of her nubile body as she turned around, and then her stocky tail was in his face. She dropped to the floorboards and rolled over, displaying two rows of nipples on her curving belly. His gaze moved down to her parted back legs, and there was her sex, a distinctive Y-shape surrounded by prominent dark-coloured outer labia.

Jason felt pressure from the jaws on his neck. The thing tightened its grip ever so slightly, and pushed his head downwards. The female's vulva was now right in front of him, and he felt a moment of revulsion when he understood what they wanted him to do.

Jason usually swung in the direction of men. However, he wasn't inexperienced with females (human ones, at least) - after all, you needed to know what you were missing. Putting his face in a vagina had never been a strong obsession, especially not such an alien and feral one. But this female thing did have a certain animal magnetism. As he looked at her, he felt a strange shift of perspective, so that he now saw the similarities as much as the differences - the basic configuration of her body and sex organs which were the same despite the novelty of their detail. Her desire was clear and recognisable. The teeth on his neck made a demand he had no choice but to obey. He swallowed his disgust and lowered his lips to her vulva.

His revulsion vanished immediately as a fascination gripped him. He lapped at her labia, then eased his tongue inside. There he found silky smoothness of inner labia and even a small bump which could have been a clitoris. He decided that he was right about this when he felt her muscles quiver and she flexed her spine, pressing her entrance up into his face.

He explored her passage with his tongue, savouring her sweet metallic tang. He was pretty sure that she tasted better than a human female - from his hazy memory of the one time he'd tried it. Jason's cock throbbed and dribbled precum from the combined stimulation of the massive cock filling his butt hole and the sensual slickness of the female in front of him. She accepted his forced attentions for perhaps half a minute, and then she placed her back paws on his shoulders and pushed herself away. Jason felt a noticeable pang of disappointment.

He shouldn't have worried. She scrambled to her feet, and her dark grey fur shimmered in the dim light. He followed her sensual curves, all the way to the dark shape of her slick vulva beneath her tail. She hustled around to his side, and then he felt her tongue lick at his rock-hard cock. She explored and licked for a moment, and then he shivered as he felt her teeth against his sensitive member. He experienced a shock of panic as he wondered whether she meant to bite him, but no - she was only teasing.

Then he felt the warmth and silky softness of her fur as she wriggled underneath him and rolled onto her back. Before he knew it, she had tilted her hips upwards, and the wetness of her vulva brushed against his dangling cock. A thrill of anticipation rushed through him. It was wrong, but the excited part of him had almost taken over, and it wanted to sink into that hot slit.

Now she swayed her hips against him, easing his foreskin back as his cock parted her outer labia. Inside she was silky smooth and enveloping. She started to thrust upwards, pressing the man deeper into her recesses. Soon she had enveloped his full length, and her belly fur was pressed against his groin.

Was she using him, or was he using her? He couldn't tell any more. Somewhere in his excitement, a wild animal passion had taken over. He needed to fuck her, hard, and bury his cock in her. He needed to pull her hot muscular body close against his. He shifted his weight, and moved one arm down so that he could wrap it around her. He felt soft fur and then the coarseness of her ridge-spines, now lying flat along her back. He lifted her hindquarters and pulled her onto his cock in time with her thrusts.

Jason's head was level with her neck, and he buried his face in her fur. Her rank animal smell filled his nose as her forelegs clamped around his shoulders. He grabbed a thick fold of her skin between his teeth and bit down firmly, holding her close to him. He could feel the muscles of her vagina contracting on his cock. The sensations overwhelmed him, and then he was clutching her svelte furred body to him as his cum exploded deep into her in the most powerful climax he'd had in a long time.

He shuddered as he sat sandwiched between these strange animals and his cum spurted again and again. Finally he was drained, and he let go of the female thing. He felt her tense up as his dripping cock slipped out of her. Then she braced her legs against him and pushed herself away as she leaped to her feet. Her eyes were wild, and Jason genuinely thought she was going to attack him. She crouched then pounced forward, and her jaws snapped shut on his lower arm with enough force to bruise him. But she immediately released him and then spun and bounced around the room. She made a sound which sounded full of excitement, somewhere between a canine bark and a human shouting "Hi!". The larger male gave low growl, as if to remind her to be quiet.

He was too late. The door handle rattled, then the door swung open.

A new panic gripped Jason. Could it be more of the things? Or perhaps the police? He couldn't decide which was worse. He peered up from his embarrassing position on the floor.

A woman stood in the doorway, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt and brandishing a torch. At her side stood another of the things. This one was a large male, at least as large as the pale one who was currently locked in a mating bond with Jason. His ebony fur shone in the pale light, and the iridescent spines on his back stood tall in a challenge. His teeth were bared in a snarl.

The female spun towards the newcomers and leaped forwards, and the new thing lowered his shoulder and met her charge. He knocked her down with his shoulder, and his teeth snapped shut millimetres from her head. Jason's neck was suddenly released as the thing holding him let go and rushed at the woman, his claws scrabbling for purchase on the wooden floor. She raised the torch, and the blue thing lost his nerve and slithered to a halt.

Meanwhile the thing on Jason's back was clawing at the boards as it tried to pull out and jump off him. Its huge knot wrenched at the man's sphincter, but it was not going to come out. Instinctively, Jason pushed himself back, trying to reduce the pull on his ass, and also throwing the thing off balance. Its two companions stood still for a moment. Jason saw that they were bullies, not used to being challenged. Faced with a snarling member of their own species and a human with an improvised club, their bravado evaporated. The female spun around and raced for the back door, with the smaller male hot on her heels.

The larger male was now outnumbered. He cringed backwards, still attempting to extricate his cock. The knot had finally started to shrink, but he wasn't going to wait for it to fully subside. Uh oh, thought Jason. Try to relax...

He hadn't appreciated just how big that knot was until the thing wrenched it backwards once more, and white hot pain engulfed his sphincter as it pulled out. Jason collapsed to the floor and curled into a ball, tears of agony seeping from his eyes. Now he understood what childbirth might feel like.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pale-coloured thing skitter backwards, cock bobbing. The new thing pounced and grabbed the back of its neck before it could run or turn to attack. There was a chorus of low growls from both creatures, then the pale one seemed to submit. It ceased its growling as the newcomer stood over it. There were a few squeaks and grunts, then the darker thing slowly released it and took a step back, eyes watchful. The pale thing gave a little nod of its head then slunk away to the back of the room, its tail tucked between its legs. It turned back and gave a little growl which sounded defiant, then it ducked out the back door of the room.

The pain was subsiding. Jason could think clearly again. He sat up and fumbled for his pants, wondering whether his abused sphincter would ever recover.

"I'm Josie. Are you OK?" The woman was looking at him while the dark coloured thing sniffed around the back of the room, making sure the others were gone.

"Jason. I think I'll be fine, with the help of a little Savlon cream." He managed an embarrassed smile.

"Are you associated with those... things?" The woman nodded towards the back of the room.

"No, I was just passing by when they... well, they were pretty scary, you know?" He suddenly felt shamed by this woman who had chased them off so fearlessly. Still, she had support. The other thing had sauntered back to her side, and now he sat down and contemplated Jason. His spines had lowered to a more relaxed pose, and Jason couldn't help but notice what a fine specimen he was, muscular but lean, his dark coat glossy with health. He also had a deliciously full sheath and large balls. Jason's ass was still throbbing, but already he was thinking about how amazing that cock had felt. He tried not to stare.

"Well," Josie said, "I think we scared them off for now."

"What are they?"

"Hmm?" Josie hesitated for a moment. "They are just dogs. A local breed. Those ones... er... escaped from their owner."

Jason climbed to his feet, trying to clench his tortured sphincter enough to prevent watery thing-cum from seeping out. Together they stumbled towards the front door and back to the street.

The things were obviously not just dogs, but right now Jason just wanted to get home and have a shower, and he didn't feel like arguing.

A small hatchback sat under a solitary street-light nearby. "Can I give you a lift home?" Josie asked.

"That would be great!" Jason replied, very relieved that he wouldn't have to walk.

At the car, Josie waved him to the front seat, and held the door while the thing climbed into the back. As they pulled away, Jason could smell the thing's rich animal musk, and he turned to look at its noble face. His mind kept flitting to enticing thoughts of what he could do with that cock, and how it might be if he was willing and prepared rather than terrified and captive. When they pulled up in front of his apartment, he turned to Josie.

"Thanks for the help! Perhaps we could swap numbers?"

She hesitated again, and Jason sensed that there was a lot she was unwilling to tell him. Then she seemed to reach a decision.

"OK!" she said, "that's probably a good idea!"

"Well", Jason thought to himself as he watched the car pull away. "Tonight really didn't work out the way I expected..."
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