Suspended
Kiran called out sick from work that morning.
He spent the entire day in bed, scrolling through hookup apps with a kind of feverish hunger, rubbing a black furry paw over his white sleekly furred white abs. His body still buzzed from the glory hole the night before, but the emptiness inside him felt louder than anything else. He needed more. He needed to feel wanted, used, filled, anything to quiet the gnawing feeling that Farren had only ever seen him as a fun conquest. There must be a way to move on.
After hours of scrolling, he found them: a tiger named Rahka and a cougar named Starr. The pictures they sent were promising. Starr looked friendly, almost approachable. Rahka… looked like trouble. Big, muscular, with a stare that made Kiran’s stomach flip.
They chatted for a while. The cats were direct and unashamed. It was hard being the rookie to all of this for Kiran. Though he truly felt like he was surrendering in a hot way. He supposed he better enjoy it, he can only be new to everything once.
“We want you in bondage,” Rahka typed. That would definitely be new...
Kiran’s paws trembled over the keyboard for only a second before he replied: “Okay.”
The apartment was nicer than he expected. Modern, clean, with dark furniture and low lighting which made Kiran feel more comfortable. He would be worried about the mental state of the strangers he was about to be fucked by if the place were a pig pen. Then he laughed at himself for the thought. What a sentence, imagine telling others this. "I felt more comfortable about the stangers about to tie me up and stuff my holes with their cocks. Why yes, I haven't met them in person yet, but we're already going to home base in the most intimate ways. Planning to anyway."
Starr greeted him at the door with a warm smile and a firm handshake. Rahka stood behind him, arms crossed, towering and intimidating. His golden eyes scanned Kiran slowly, like he was already imagining how the fox would look tied up.
They talked for a few minutes, small talk about jobs and the weather, but the tension was thick. Kiran could barely focus. His cock was already half-hard in his jeans and their fur looked soo soft, he really liked the looks of the cougar. Soft brown and coffee fur and a cute face.
“Ready?” Starr asked gently, his big masculine voice rumbling.
Kiran nodded.
They led him to the bedroom. The harness system was already set up with thick black straps and stirrups hanging from a sturdy metal frame. Kiran stripped slowly, heart pounding. When he was completely naked, they helped him into the harness. His arms were pulled wide and secured. His thighs were spread and lifted until he was suspended at waist height, completely exposed, ass and cock on full display.
The position left him helpless. Vulnerable. His hole twitched in the cool air as the straps creaked softly under his weight.
“Relax,” Starr said softly, rubbing a warm paw over Kiran’s chest. “It’s going to be a good time. We’ll take care of you.”
Kiran tried to breathe steadily. This is insane. I barely know them. I’m literally hanging here like a toy… and my cock is already leaking. And I'm soo nervous, they are soo calm. I'm not being a very good... host? Partner? What am I called in these kind of things? But anyway, being a quiet nervous idiot isn't exciting. Their confidence is. It makes them hot.
Rahka stepped closer, a dangerous smirk on his muzzle. “Alright… now let’s eat him.”
Kiran’s eyes widened.
Rahka laughed. “Relax, I’m joking. Mostly.”
Kiran realized he really was helpless and vulnerable, what if they did mean him harm.
One of the cougar's paws landed on Kiran's abs, rubbed down and gripped his cock, giving it a loving teasing squeeze, then scritched the fur of his little fox balls. No, they don't mean harm. They are horny for him!
They undressed. Starr had a sleek, barbed feline cock that was pink, tapered, and already dripping. Rahka’s was bigger, humanoid in shape, thick and heavy with a reddish hue, no barbs, no knot. Just raw size.
Some anthros of the same species had humanoid style cocks. It was more rare, like a red haired human. Kiran had even seen wolves in porn videos on KnotHub that had no knot, instead a reddish pinking human shaped cock. Sometimes the variety was good, instead of hiding in a sheath it would hang thick and heavy, and also the muscle structure when erect was different than a knotted wolf cock. Kiran liked both types.
Starr knelt first, gently sucking one of Kiran’s balls into his warm, wet mouth while Rahka stroked the fox’s belly and his own heavy cock. The cougar’s tongue was slow and teasing, and the cougar would suck the ball into his mouth, stretching the scrotum, and let it pop out and flop down with a slap. His balls were loosening up from the attention.
Then Rahka bent down and took Kiran’s cock into his large tiger mouth, sucking him with surprising skill. Starr licked up the seam of his white balls and then praised the fox.
“Look at you… such a pretty fox. You're getting hard as a rock, I love foxes. Can't wait to hear the noises you're going to make."
Kiran’s head was spinning. I’m suspended in the air like a fucktoy and they’re treating me like I’m something special… Why does that turn me on so much?
The pace changed quickly.
Rahka bobbed up and down on the cock rapidly, then pulled off, holding the fox dick in one massive paw still, working it with care with his palm. Then Rahka moved to Kiran’s head, gripping the sides of his muzzle firmly and pushing his thick cock against the fox's lips.
"Do you mind opening up for me, little one?" the Tiger asked.
Kiran gave him a wink, and smiled, then opened up. He needed to start losing himself to this, for his sake and theirs. The thick cock slid past his lips, onto his tounge. He could feel the veins, and the cock actually throbbed. The tiger didn't force too deep, just slow in and out while Kiran closed his lips around it. Go ahead, he thought. Take your pleasure from my mouth. I'll suck you dry.
At the same time, Starr lined up behind him and slowly pressed inside Kiran’s hole with a long, sensual thrust. The cougar’s barbed length dragged deliciously, sending tingles and quivers vibrating around his hole, the little nubs catching and tugging in the most intense way.
Kiran moaned loudly around Rahka’s cock, drooling helplessly as the two cats started bouncing him between them. Every thrust from behind pushed him forward onto the tiger’s cock. Every pull back forced him deeper onto Starr’s feline length.
They’re using me like a toy… fucking me from both ends… and I’m so wet for it. Kiran could feel lines of his own precum landing on his fur, one even stretched over his balls and dripped down to where Starr was inside him.
“Easy,” Starr warned when Rahka pushed particularly deep. The tiger slipped out of Kiran’s mouth for a moment.
“Sorry, little fox,” Rahka said, not sounding very sorry. He slapped his heavy cock against Kiran’s muzzle a few times. “You’re such a gorgeous cock slut, you know that?”
Kiran could only whimper and chirp those fox noises.
Starr kept thrusting steadily while Rahka continued face-fucking him. Kiran’s mind raced the whole time.
Why does that make me harder? Why do I love being this helpless?
Starr gripped the fox's hips and thrust faster. Kiran was loving the feeling of that cat cock pumping in and out of him, it was lighting up his prostate, sending pleasurable tension all the way through his cock. It felt like the buried base of his length, the part close to the pubic bone, was being stimulated directly. Kiran felt like he was 15 inches long and throbbing every inch.
Starr pulled out suddenly, then leaped with feline grace, landing on Kiran's stomach, making the whole harness sway. Starr lined up Kiran's cock, and slowly slid down over it. He was now inside the cougar! Kiran gasped at the tight, velvety heat.
This is the first time I’ve ever been inside someone… and it’s while I’m tied up and getting fucked. Nothing in my life is normal anymore.
Rahka pulled out of his throat and gave him several 'good boy' pets on the cheek, right on the sexy block line of fur coloring that travels from the corner of Kiran's mouth. He is well aware that fox's patterns drive boys wild. Rahka traced a finger along that line. Then he moved behind Kiran, and lined that massive cock up with his hole, which was already slick and twitchy from the cat earlier. The tiger pushed in, the stretch wider, yet Kiran's hole was greedy for it, and didn't resist much. Kiran moaned as the length traveled through him, landing deep inside.
The sensation of Starr riding him while Rahka fucked him deep from behind pushed Kiran over the edge. He came hard inside the cougar, his hole clenching tightly around Rahka’s cock. Starr yelled "Fuck yeah, fill me up, foxy!" And moved his hips, grinding on Kiran's cock, fucking it back with his tight hole. Kiran couldn't believe it. And he felt like his own tight fox hole was trying, and failing, to crush the tiger's cock that invaded it. The meat was too thick, too hard, his contractions could barely budge it. The tiger roared and scratched the outside of Kiran's thighs with his claws, not hard or painful, just enough to feel them there.
The tiger pulled out at the last second and painted Kiran’s balls and ass with thick ropes of cum. The withdrawal of that big cock left Kiran's hole buzzing and wishing to be full again.
Rahka then lifted Starr’s ass, rubbed his own cum all over Kiran’s still-hard cock, and lowered the cougar back down onto him.
They kept going. More positions. More acts. Kiran lost track of time. Some things he loved. Some things made him uncomfortable. But he never said stop. He just took it. That was his role, and it was fun for him. Whatever these two wanted from his body, he gave it without complaint. He loved watching these furry, sexy curves and muscles working him over.
Eventually they untied him.
Rahka immediately pinned him face-down on the bed, shoved his legs apart, and drove back inside in one brutal thrust. The tiger fucked him hard, deep, and alarmingly rough, hips slamming against Kiran’s ass with wet, punishing slaps. Each thrust made Kiran’s sore hole burn and sting. The stretch was intense, almost too much. This must be the finale, and the Tiger wanted to make it a true climax.
Kiran gripped the sheets, teeth clenched. Fuck… he’s so big… it almost hurts… but I don’t want him to stop… just finish… please finish…
Rahka growled low and kept pounding, using the fox without mercy until Kiran’s hole felt raw and throbbing. Finally, with a deep snarl, Rahka buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding the fox with another thick load.
When it was finally over, Kiran lay there panting, hole aching and leaking cum down his thighs.
The cougar cleaned him with a towel... and his tongue. That lasat fuck was quite rough but they were gentle now, and Kiran kinda liked that he had the momory of being pinned by a tiger now. He would use that as strong arousal material later.
He went home on shaky legs, cum still dripping from his sore, used hole with every step.
But the memory of their tenderness forced thoughts of Farren into his mind. Farren was very patient, tender, cared for what made Kiran feel good, and was willing to be dominant and rough when asked.
Where did Farren go? Damn...
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Farren stared down at his phone, thumb hovering over the unread messages from Kiran.
The little fox had sent three in the last two weeks. The last one was just a simple, heartbreaking “Everything okay?” with a sad fox emoji. Farren’s chest tightened. He could still smell Kiran’s scent on his fur from their last night together, the boy was sweet, needy, and far too trusting. But Farren had found himself thinking about him a lot lately. More than deserving of a random internet hookup.
He exhaled slowly, locking the screen.
Not fair to him, he thought. Not when I might not come back.
This was it. One of the most dangerous missions he’d ever taken. The kind where even experienced operators didn’t always return. If he survived the Void… then maybe he could let himself reach out again. Until then, giving Kiran any hope would only make it hurt worse when the silence became permanent.
A deep voice cut through the quiet tension in the room.
“We ready to enter the Void, boys?”
Farren looked up. The rest of the team was gathered. A scarred black panther, a massive brown bear, and a sleek snow leopard, were already stripping off the last of their clothes. One by one, they tossed their gear aside until they stood completely naked, powerful bodies on full display, muscles tense with anticipation.
Farren set his phone down, pulled his shirt over his head, and let it drop to the floor. His thick gray fur rippled as he shoved his pants down, stepping out of them until he too stood bare.
He gave a single, sharp nod.
“Let’s do this.”
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