Brad's Bum Hurts.
By Alex Carbine
The names and places have been changed, but strangely, the story has its' origins in fact.
Brad woke about 6.30 am. The morning light was creeping in through his curtains, but this was not what woke him. Putting his middle finger gingerly between his bum cheeks, he felt his anus. It was still puffy and hot. Last night he had given his ring a liberal application of a haemorrhoid preparation to give it a chance to repair itself. He smiled at the memory of what had happened in the last 24 hours, then winced at the reality that it had caused.
It had all started on Saturday night, when he had checked his e-mails. He had read a mail from 'The Joker', a contact of his (real name Bill), and his imagination had been given a wake-up call. Apparently Bill had a youngish friend 'Lewes', who was into 'bad dragon' fantasies, and he was going to London to see him. Brad had never heard of 'bad dragon' and wondered what it was all about, so he searched in Google and, to his surprise, got a hit straight away.
The first was http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/WikiFur_Furry_Central . As he read, he realised that the twenty-something Lewes was into role play. So far so good. In his time Brad had been into 'Dungeons and Dragons' himself, rising, he prided himself, to a Dungeon Master and running games himself. He read the potted history of 'the Suburban Jungle' and then started clicking on the links. He read http://en.wikifur.com/wiki/Bad_Dragon and the phrase 'Male Toys' caught his eye. Another click brought him to http://bad-dragon.com/agecheck/toys . He clicked on the 'Gimme some sugar, Baby' and the page opened up. Now what he saw made his cock start to twitch.
Brad had always been into 'toys'. Sadly his Dad had died when he was only two, and as a young lad he had played with his Mother's vibrator, found by accident in a drawer in her bedroom. He had subsequently found it exceedingly sexually arousing, even more so when he found her dildos and strap-ons that he came to know she shared with the many 'Aunties' who stayed overnight in the house with them. He now had a collection himself, carefully kept in a chest of drawers in his spare room, his 'massage' room. And here, displayed on the page in front of him, were a collection of more, wondrously shaped toys of various sizes. He was sitting at his computer in his towelling bath robe, and his cock erected up between his legs, stiff and waiting. He wrapped his hand round its' length and started masturbating, almost unconsciously, whilst he looked at description after description of the animal based dildos, their shape, length and width all detailed. As he clicked from enlarged image to image, time stood still, just his hand on the mouse and the other on his cock moved. Then the inevitable happened, and he began to cum, the 'baby's bottom' on his helmet shooting glutinous white spunk up his front as his fist pumped up and down his 8 inches of stiff shaft that supported his 2 inch helmet. He relaxed back into his computer chair and watched his cock 'cough and clear its' throat', as his young friend Jules would say, continuing to wank lazily until his climax finished.
Wiping his sticky hand on the towelling robe, he typed to his contact 'The Joker' that if he wanted to go up to London with him, they could possibly 'look up' his friend Lewes together. Bill replied 30 minutes later that he had asked Lewes and that Lewes had invited them both to be his guests at the 'Suburban Jungle', a gay sauna club in south London, and that there was a special monthly meeting of all his 'furry friends' starting at 1 o'clock Lunchtime on the next day, Sunday. Brad mailed Bill back that he was looking forward to it, and asked Bill to come round to his house at about 9.30 the next day, so they could drive up together.
Bill was mid forties and Brad had met him at the local Sauna. They had known each other for about two years and Brad had been able to give Bill many enjoyable massages, up in his spare bedroom. Bill was normally the 'bottom', with Brad the 'top', and, from the first time Bill saw Brad's oversized cock at the Sauna, Bill was seemingly unable to get enough of it. He had also 'met' the boys Val, Eric and Jules at Brad's place, revelling in their youthful enthusiasm for all things anal and oral. Promptly at 9.30 on Sunday morning Bill's car arrived in the driveway of Brad's house.
Brad Putt, he cursed his name when everyone sniggered at it in relation to the name Pitt, the film star, was in his mid fifties and looked well on it. Reasonably muscular, Brad was only slightly over his target weight for his six feet height. He was naturally tanned, and had very little body hair, shaving his pubic regions every day, as he had done since he had started shaving as a teenager, having seen his Mother often shaving herself between her legs in her bath. Almost all the time he wore a pewter cock ring, encircling the base of his cock and balls. It was the only piece of 'jewellery' he wore and it's surface was faceted so it reflected and caught the light when he was naked. Ready and waiting in his Kitchen he greeted Bill with a peck on his cheek, and a freshly made coffee from the Cafetier. Then they went out to Brad's car and set off on their adventure.
Bill had the co-ordinates necessary for the car's GPS and the machine directed them virtually to the door. Being a Sunday there was less traffic on the roads, but it was still busy. Parking, however, was easy. Next door to the Urban Jungle was a supermarket and they parked the car without charge in one of the empty bays and walked to the door. The door looked like it was set into a tree trunk, the outline of the door and the door handle the only things that showed where the door was. The life-like 3D trunk rose up the side of the building to the guttering, branching to either side as a tree does, at about the 1st floor windows. It was almost a work of art in itself, and the place needed no advertising that it was there. Bill led the way in and they introduced themselves to the 'man' behind the counter. He was wearing an intricate mask and body prosthetics making him look like a blue dragon. "Welcome to the Dragon's Den," he said, "How can I help?" Bill explained that they hoped to meet up with Lewes, a Member of the Club, but were a little early as the traffic had been thinner than expected. "Ah Yes! Young Lewes, although he likes to be known here as 'Phen' as he is a Phenoix, of course. A pretty young thing. He is an anthropomorphic Dragon," At this Bill and Brad smiled and nodded enthusiastically, although in truth they had no idea what the guy was talking about.
"He's one of the brown and tan Dragons, and usually wears a black 'T-shirt and khaki shorts. He's a Draconid and has chosen that his fursona does not have wings. Quite right," their blue dragon rambled on, "they only get in the way of the fun! He left a message that he would be having a couple of guests today. Do you want to stay normal or can we loan you some fur?" His question seemed so 'run-of-the-mill' that both Brad and Bill said 'Yes'. "Good!" he said enthusiastically, "I'll take you to meet Stan, he's our Master Make Up Artist. He's worked on all sorts of Movies. He'll look after you. Lewes will be here soon. I'll tell him where you are. Have fun and enjoy!" and with that he was off, waving them into a room next to the small snack bar.
Although the room had a power extractor humming at full power, the room smelled of stale tobacco. Stan was just putting the finishing touches to a yellow, furry monster of some kind, and looked up and nodded amiably, a short stub of a hand-made cigarette in his lips. "Won't be long," he said, the cigarette sticking to his bottom lip. The monster stood up and they could see that the feline face was covered in fine yellow hair, sculpted to the owner's features, and his body down to his bare feet was similarly covered, except that he wore a cloth tunic and a cloth thong round his middle, like a jujitsu fighter. The sack of the thong contained a pair of enormous balls, the purple 8 inch shaft hanging out over the top of the balls. The man held his cock and waved it at them. "You coming out to play?" he asked with a leer. Brad felt his anal ring spasm at the thought of it.
Stan was rolling another smoke, and he licked it to seal it, before lighting it, the smoke curling up into the extractor. "What can I do for you Gents?" he asked. "Are you joining or just visiting?" "A friend is a Member. We are just visiting, for the moment," answered Bill. "OK," said Stan, looking at his clipboard. "I can fit you in in 5 minutes or so. Be a simple face and arms job. Go get stripped and come straight back. Got a few others to do before the Start. We liked to be dressed for the Start," and he turned away and busied himself sorting various hair and spray guns.
Brad had seen where the changing area was and they left Stan to his stock take. The blue dragon had given them keys and they found their lockers and stripped off naked. The locker contained clothes hangers and two fresh towels, which they left in the lockers as no one seemingly needed to wear a towel around here.
On returning to Stan's room, Stan immediately saw Brad's cock ring and nodded to him, "Nice ring there. Make a feature of that. Good cock too," Stan chatted. "Do you give or take?" he asked looking Brad in the eyes. "Both," replied Brad honestly, "and Bill here is mainly a 'bottom'." "You will be busy then," said Stan smiling to Bill, "today we all wear full dress. It's the third Sunday in the month, see? Full dress on the third Sunday." He reached into a tool box and brought out what looked like a reproduction of a horse's cock, in blue rubber. "This is my 17 incher, but today," and he brought out another, smaller horse cock in white and black marbling, I will be sporting my 12 incher." Stan turned to Brad. "Course with your one, you won't need one of these. Got your own, haven't you?" and his laughter bubbled and rumbled up from this belly to erupt from his mouth, almost making the cigarette unstick from his lower lip.
Stan reached into another box and displayed a 9 inch red and black pointed cock. I think you should have this," he said to Bill, "the fursona should be a Naga, but there won't be one here today." He held up a jock strap made out of rubber, with a hole in the front pouch. Slip it through there and it will stay in position and leave the back open and free for 'access' is you follow me. Lie of your back and someone can work themselves off. Lie on your front and you are anyone's." Another laugh bubbled into existence, but was cut short by Stan having a coughing fit.
In turn they sat on Stan 's stool and he quickly and skilfully created feline faces on them with paints, sprays and fur, the hair thinning as it reached down their necks onto their shoulders. Both found that the make-up was not at all itchy, ticklish, or anything. In very few minutes they had accepted their change of 'fursona'. When they left Stan's room they were ready to meet 'their public'.
Lewes was sitting on a stool next to the snack bar, and Bill recognised him immediately under his face fur, and by the description the blue dragon had given him. "Hi! Phen," he greeted his friend, careful to use his adopted name, "May I introduce Alexsi and I am Blinx." Phen laughed and held out his hand to shake. "You are getting into this quickly. I see you have already met Stan the Man, and I take it this is on loan?" Phen said giving the Naga cock a waggle between his finger and thumb. "And yours' Alexsi, well it needs no change at all that I can see." He took hold of Brad's limp cock as it jutted out from Brad's body and held it, weighing and gauging its' potential. Phen looked up when Bill cleared his throat. "Sorry Bill, it's just that your friend's cock....." he started, but Bill smiled and said quietly, "Is just such a comfortable size and length, and Alex ..si has the stamina to go with it." Bill nodded at his friend. "Believe me, I know." Phen let go of Brad's cock, and it remained pointing out from Brad's body at the Phenoix. "Let's go and meet the others, shall we?" said Phen climbing off his stool.
They went upstairs, Bill following behind his friend, looking up at his bumhole and balls as he mounted the steps. Brad followed Bill, also doing the same. A large room opened off from the landing and there were some twenty or so different 'animals' sitting on the step staging that lined three of the walls. The fourth had a big plasma screen and the door. As the trio entered attention centred on the two strangers. "May I introduce my friends Blinx and Alexsi," said Phen to the assembly, who waved a tail or showed a greeting clawed hand. The blue dragon they had met earlier stood and waved them over to sit by it. "There are just a couple more to get dressed, and then Stan will join us for the Start," he announced. Brad saw that he was wearing the 'Duke the Bad Dragon' large cock, the red and white of it jutting out and up like a big 12 inch pointed banana.
When the blue dragon sat down, Brad sat next to him, with Bill and Phen on the other side of him. Phen was holding Bill's hands and saying something to Bill, which Bill was listening to intently. Brad's attention was drawn to the blue dragon when it turned to him and said, " My name is Krank and I give and take. What's yours?" "I'm Alexsi, and I also enjoy both give and take, although looking at some of what is on offer, I don't know how I'm going to manage," Brad answered. "Don't worry," Krank said, most will want to use their natural assets. But if you want a furry-fuck, just ask. We're all glad to use our toys on a willing 'bottom'. Most have strap-on harnesses, but there is a couple who use their hands." He gave Brad a broad smile, showing his teeth. "You have to try, but you can always say 'No', without losing face. Mind you with what you have naturally, I think there will be a queue to try you. Ha! Ha!" Krank had to stop as the last two came into the room followed by Stan, dressed as a Wolfsatyr, a rusty brown wolf with the horns and cloven hooves of a goat, a long prehensile tail, and his horse's dick rampant and pointing up his front. He carried an intricately carved 6 foot long rod, topped with a glowing orb. Stan closed the door and the room lights dimmed.
On the plasma screen a video started, and Brad recognised Krank and Stan, now to be called Wolfe (the W sounded as a V). Their head and shoulders looked out over the gathered flock. They spoke clearly, in unison, "Wolfe and Krank greet you all to their Jungle retreat, and bid you welcome, One and All. As is our custom, we will start the gathering, and bid that you all follow our example." A spot light circle now illuminated down onto the space on the floor in front of the plasma, and Krank and Wolfe stood up from the staging, entered the circle of light and embraced. Then Wolfe turned his back on Krank, and bent over, showing the blue dragon his bottom, holding his fur covered cheeks apart. From where he sat in the middle row, Brad could clearly see the 'Bad Dragon' cock slip easily into Wolfe's proffered anus, as the blue dragon commenced fucking the Satyr with his enormous pointed strap-on cock. He saw the medium sized 9 inch cock slide in and out, and imagined the 2 inch diameter head scraping the inside of Wolfe's anal canal, stretched slightly by the 2.2 inch diameter shaft at its' base of balls, when the dragon shoved the final inch into Wolfe. Brad's hand drifted to his stiffening cock, only to find that another's hand had beaten him to it.
He turned to find that the gap left by the blue dragon was now filled by an electric blue gryphon, with a dark purple mane. His wings were folded behind his shoulders. "The name is Clax, and I have to have your cock," he said, feeling Brad's cock thicken and lengthen in his masturbating hand. He slipped down off the staging and knelt on the floor, offering his rump up to Brad. Brad dropped forward onto his knees behind the gryphon and prised his ass cheeks apart. Without hesitation Brad started to lick the gryphon's ass hole, letting his tongue slide over the hole, his hand going underneath to grasp the gryphon's real cock, which he found was nicely hard already. He used his tongue to wash the area immediately behind the balls and over the anus, letting the tip of his tongue insinuate itself into the hole. After a few long licks, the hole muscle relaxed and he was able to push his tongue into Clax.
Behind him an animal had taken up position and was doing exactly the same to him as he was doing to Clax. He let his anus ring muscle relax and felt the tongue slide in for a minute, before he felt the feeling of one of the animal cocks trying to gain entrance. He looked round behind himself, to find a dark brown rat holding a medium sized 'Virgil the Drippy Dragon' cock in his hand. "I'm Drip the Rat, " said the animal rat, "Do you mind?" As he said that he held the lumpy cock out for Brad's inspection. "Feel free Drip," said Brad returning to Clax's ring, and immediately felt the first of the two lumps on the 'Drippy' cock push into and through his ring muscle. He felt Drip's other hand take hold of his cock and start to wank it, making his balls swing too and fro in their sack, his cock bar hard and parallel with his stomach.
Brad sat up on his knees, his cock now pointing towards the gryphon's ass, and Clax behind altered his hold on the bulbous dildo in Brad's bum, but did not let it come out. Shuffling forward a bit, Brad was able to get his cock head kissing the gryphon's ring, before he gave a slight push and it slid into the animal, the hot innards pressing tightly around and against the big purple glans intruder. As he shafted the electric blue gryphon, Drip managed to push the second lump on the cock into Brad's bum, the knot that kept it in without Drip's help. Drip was now able to stand and move to a position in front of Brad, facing him as Brad shafted the gryphon under Drip. Fishing his real cock out of his thong, Drip offered his 7 inches to Brad to suck, pulling the loose foreskin back down his erection to reveal the engorged purple head. Brad fucked the gryphon's hole with abandon, the whole of his shaft plunging deep into the bottom in front of him, his low slung balls slapping against the gryphon's pair, the butt plug of a cock firmly wedged into his ass, Drip held Brad's head and face fucked him violently, until he unexpectedly began to spew cum into Brad's mouth.
It was all Brad could do to swallow as fast as the quantity of spunk pumped into his mouth. Five or six good spurts slid down his throat to his stomach, as Drip's cock was forced to the back of his mouth by Drip holding Brad's head close to his stomach. Brad managed to hold onto the gryphon's hips and did not miss a stroke as he deep fucked the willing animal. Then Drip removed his cock from Brad's mouth and Brad felt the 'Drippy Dragon' cock being slowly eased from his anus, until there was nothing there but cool air round his gaping hole.
Within seconds the open hole was filled by another object. Again Brad turned to see who was 'knocking at the door'. It was Wolfe and his horse dick cock dildo. The Satyr inclined his head as in a silent question, and Brad nodded. The Satyr gave his hips a shove, and the horse dick head entered through the relaxed muscle ring. As Brad took hold of the gryphon's folded wings on the back in front of him, he felt as the horse cock head pushed deeper down into his bowel as the remaining inches disappeared. Brad was glad that Wolfe had decided to use the medium sized cock, as it was only 10 inches of cock to take. The bigger, blue one, had more than 14 inches to take and was almost an inch thicker in the shaft. As it was, he knew than the shaft he was accepting was about 2 inches diameter, as he could feel it sliding in, dragging the loose skin at his entrance.
Then, as he fucked Clax, Wolfe fucked him. He felt the horse shaft scraping over his prostate, each movement exquisitely exciting, his cock almost bursting with blood. He felt his orgasm rising and called to Clax that he was coming. Holding the gryphon's wings tightly, he pumped his cock into the receiving hole, until he felt his muscles spasm again the cock shafting in his own ass. With his cock buried deep in the gryphon's guts, he let his balls empty into the hot cavern he had been digging out. Behind him Wolfe slowed his thrusts and let Brad climax into the animal in front of him, before removing his impaler entirely. Brad felt his gentle hand on his shoulder as Wolfe moved past to find something else to sink his cock into.
His balls spent, Brad moved back to sit on the staging steps and leaned back, his elbows on the step behind him, his cock at half mast standing up out of his lap in front. He let his head loll back and just looked up at the moving shadows on the ceiling, until a warm mouth closed over his cock. He looked down to find a bear like head with a halo kneeling between his open legs, bobbing up and down on his re-stiffening knob. It looked up, said "Hallo I'm an Angel, named Bob," and then continued with its knob sucking. The soft mouth on his cock was rejuvenating his cock, and himself. Brad thought that the description 'Angel' was very apt, and the name 'Bob' even more so. He sat there and let Bob do what he obviously liked to do most, until his cock was up at full mast. Without being asked or waiting for thanks, Bob just got up and moved away to suck someone, or something, else.
Brad saw that Bill was laying on his back, his legs in the air, being fucked hard by Phen, who was using his real cock to shaft with, whilst a furry grey something that looked half a squirrel, was sucking on Bill's cock. From where he was sitting and the way the squirrel was standing Brad was able to say exactly where the squirrel kept his nuts. He stood up and went over to his friend, letting his big helmet push up against the squirrel's brown hole under its' bushy tail. The squirrel continued to bend over and suck Bill's cock, and as Brad stood there looking down at his friend's happy face, the squirrel pushed backwards, and enveloped Brad's cock head in its' bum hole. Not needing more invitation, Brad took hold of the squirrel hips and started thrusting hard and deep into the furry hole. The squirrel took his mouth off Bills' cock long enough to say loudly, "Oh, Fuck, Yes!" before returning to the task in hand. Brad knew that he was able on occasions be a repeater, and apparently this occasion was one of them. Shafting the grey squirrel in a blur of motion he was soon coming again in its' tight hole, his cock streaked with cum as he continued to shaft after he had released his seed for a second time. As was the way he had seen others do, he withdrew his cock and moved on to another fuck.
It was Krank who took hold of his spunky cock, and pulled it to his mouth, savouring the taste of what had been left on it. He cleaned Brad's cock and balls, making sure that the cleft between Brad's legs back to his anus was clean as well. Then, with a light push on Brad's shoulders, he got Brad to bend in the middle, his feet on the floor and his hands on the first staging step. With the blue dragons' claw hands on his shoulders, Brad felt the 'bad dragon's' faux cock slip into his hole, as he had seen it slip into Wolfe an hour an a half before. However, Brad felt that there was something different. He stood up and turned round, and looked at the dragon's cock. The colour was different and he realised that the 9 inch medium cock that had fucked Wolfe, was now a 12 inch large, the head of which was almost 2¾ inches diameter, as was the shaft. Back at his home he had seen Jules take bigger from Eric, and had managed similar once before. He turned back and put his hands on the staging once more.
Krank moved behind him and held the base of the 'bad dragon' dildo steady. Brad was aware that several of the characters had stopped and were standing, watching as Krank fed his monster cock into Brad's hole. Brad was aware that the room had gone quiet and he felt rather than heard the intake of breath as Krank started to push the monster dragon butt plug in further and further. Brad shuffled his feet to make himself more comfortable, and he felt the cool of some dragon cum lubricant as it was poured onto the junction between the disappearing dildo and receiving flesh. Then he heard the ripple of excitement and hushed comments and knew it must all be in, the balls up against his cheeks. He felt the dildo's fullness inside him, and he felt round behind him to check that there was not more to come. Then Krank began to withdraw the shaft, and those watching saw the dildo grow inch by inch until the pointed end left his hole, leaving it gaping and open. The audience watched as Krank dropped to his knees and licked the stretched anus, easing it to close with his wet tongue. Then Krank stood up and started to clap, and the others joined him with their applause. Phen came over and shouted over the noise, "Only two others have ever attempted to take that up their bum, and never succeeded that easily. Your fursona will be remembered Alexsi."
Krank held his arms up for silence and then, with a broad smile announced,"The drinks are on me." With everyone trying to hold his arms, put their arms over his shoulder or pat his back, Brad was manoeuvred out down to the snack bar and a case of beer was broken out and dispensed. In the early evening couples began to drift off into the 'rest rooms' for their private play. Krank and Wolfe took Brad up to the sling room and introduced him to all four versions of 'Bruiser the Fusion', stretching Brad's hole to its very limit with the extra large one that was 10¾ inches long, had a shaft that was 2.6 inches in diameter and 9 inches in circumference, a head that was 8.5 inches in circumference and 2.85 inches across, and with a knot that they fitted right inside his ass of 12.5 inches circumference and 4.25 inches diameter. Brad knew at the time that he would probably suffer for the rest of the week, but he let them do it. A chance like that only comes every blue moon, or the third Sunday in every month ...
The Sauna 'Suburban Jungle' does NOT exist, but everything else does. Check out the web sites at the beginning of the story for a bit of fun. Contact me alex.carbine@sky.com and let me know how you liked the story, which was suggested by a reader.
Don't forget to have SAFE sex. Use a condom that fits and suits you. There are even ones that enclose your balls so it does not slip off.