Glancing out of the convenience store door to make sure no cops were around, Layne grabbed his messanger bag and ran. The bag was filled with money, at least three hundred and fifty dollars. He'd just robbed the convenience store and wanted to get home without being caught. He turned the corner to his street at a run, almost to the door, when a cop car pulled up, lights flashing and lighting the dark neighborhood.
Layne froze in his tracks, grip tightening instinctivley on his messanger bag.
The cop parked and stepped out, approaching Layne.
"Mind if I ask you a few questions, sir?" the cop asked.
"U-Uh...Sure." said Layne, nervous.
"Well, there was a robbery a little while ago and the man described is a lot like you. So, where were you at 11:30 pm?" asked the cop.
"Walking home." answered Layne, trying not to speak too quickly because he knew if he did, his guilt would show.
"Okay." said the cop, writing something down, "Mind if I take a look in your bag?"
"M-My bag...?" questioned Layne.
The cop nodded, "The criminal had a messanger bag with him when he robbed the store."
Layne didn't know what he should do. He was cornered. Running would only make it worse when he was caught, but either way he was going to end up in jail. There was blood on his t-shirt so he had on a hoody. His bag was filled with money. There was a gun in his back pocket.
Guilt was written all over his face as he handed the cop his bag.
The cop took a look in the bag then looked up at Layne, a questioning look covering his face.
"Sir, you're under arrest." the cop said, grabbing his handcuffs.
Layne's heart skipped a beat. He didn't have an escape from being arrested.
"Hands behind your back." ordered the cop.
Layne obeyed, thinking, I'm so dead...Mom and dad are going to kill me! He felt a pair of handcuffs slip onto his wrists and tighten almost painfully.
"Are there any dangerous objects on you that I need to know about?" asked the cop.
"...Gun. Right back pocket." Layne admitted.
He felt the gun get pulled from his pocket and saw the cop set it in the cruiser. The cop
then patted Layne down, and, to Layne's astonishment, seemed to pay extra attention to Layne's crotch.
The cop helped Layne get into the car as he read him his rights in an irritated tone. He was working over time becuase of this guy and just wanted to get home. Although, he had to admit, Layne was pretty cute.
But there was one thing that was a bit odd. Layne had the ears and tail of a wolf. It occurred to the cop that he'd just arrested a half-breed for his first time ever. He got into the car as well and drove back to the police station, hearing Layne whining in the back seat. Unsure if Layne wanted to roll down a window or was just upset, the cop rolled the window down a crack. He noticed Layne's tail wag a little in welcome for the breeze.
The cop did feel a bit bad for Layne because his clothes showed he clearly was low on money which showed the reason for the robbery. They pulled into the parking lot and the cop got Layne out and led him inside to where his fate was going to be decided.
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After being told he was going to be in jail for at least a week on a charge of robbery and assault on the shop keeper, Layne was put into a jail cell with a few rough looking men.
They all gave him looks as his tail went between his legs and he sat on a bench near the door. The cop left to go talk to his coworkers about Layne.
"He's a half-breed!" the cop said excitedly.
"You really are a cop now, Ace!" said another, slapping Ace, the cop who had arrested
Layne, on the back playfully.
"Yep, once you arrest one of them, you're a true cop now." chimed in another.
Ace smiled proudly and grabbed a coffee, saying, "Well, now that he's in, I gotta get
going. My stupid girlfriend is making me clean."
"Break up with her already!" said the first cop.
"Well, she does cook good Ben..." Ace muttered.
"No, dude, break up with her." insisted Ben.
Ace sighed, thinking, I need to find a guy to date. One that's cute and nice and caring and funny... as his gaze traveled to Layne who looked terrified of the other's in the cell.
"...Are any of thsoe guys really dangerous?" Ace asked Ben.
"Huh? No, why?" said Ben, confused.
"I'm just a bit worried about the half-breed." Ace said, his eyes never leaving Layne.
"Dude, if he get's attacked, he deserved. He tried to kill the convenience store owner."
said Ben.
"You guys know that I don't like inmate-on-inmate violence." Ace replied, going over to the cell.
Layne looked up, hoping that he would be able to get out of the cell.
"Okay, listen up half-breed, I-" started Ace.
"Layne. I don't like being called half-breed." Layne interupted.
"Okay, Layne, I'm going to let you know something. If any of these guys try to harm you, let me know tomorrow." Ace said.
Layne nodded.
"I'll be in at six tomorrow morning." Ace left with that.
Layne curled up on the bench and tried to get to sleep, wishing it was morning already. Ace seemed to almost care about Layne and how he was treated when he was in the cell.
"Hey punk." growled a man, aprroaching Layne.
Layne looked up at the bald headed, bearded man. Tattoos covered the mans arms and a sneer was plastered on his lips. Layne immediatley knew he was in trouble. The man proceeded to punch, kick, and at one point, bite any part of Layne he could reach as Layne cried out in pain and fear. The other cops just watched, laughing and placing bets on the fight. When the man finally left Layne alone, Layne was bleeding, bruised, and terrified. He didn't think he'd be able to sleep at all that night because of fear for being attacked again.
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The next day, Layne was woken up by Ace opening the cell door.
"Dammit, you guys are all going to be reported to the chief! He was being abused and you bastards didn't stop it!" yelled Ace, helping up Layne.
He carefully led Layne out of the cell and made him sit in a chair at his desk, handcuffing him to the chair to be safe. Layne was confused by Ace's actions, not knowing what was going on. Ace took out a first-aid kit and started to clean off the cuts, putting anti-biotic on them just to be safe.
"I'm going to work on getting you your own cell from now on." Ace said, glaring angrily at his co-workers.
Layne nodded thankfully and watched Ace walk to the chief's office and knock on the door.
Acting on instinct, Layne started to lick at the cuts that Ace hadn't cleaned yet. Ace and the chief came out and walked to Layne.
"Whoa, Layne, stop! You'll infect those!" Ace said.
Layne stopped, startled by the sudden outburst by the cop.
"Sir, he got these cuts lastnight when his cellmates attacked him. And no one stopped them. This kid obviously can't stay with others in a cell or he may be killed." Ace said,
"Now, I'm respectfully asking if he can get his own cell for his safety."
"Hm...Well, considering the depth of some of these cuts and the fact that SOME people are too incompetent to do their job...I grant your request." said the chief.
"Thank you sir." said Ace, unhandcuffing Layne from the chair.
He led Layne into a new cell that was empty of criminals and shut the door. Layne gave Ace a thankful smile and his tail wagged a tiny bit. Ace smiled discreetly and went to his desk, watching as one by one, his co-workers were brought into the chief's office for questioning.
Later that day, Layne's parents came in to see him.
"Layne! How could you!?" yelled his mother.
"I-I thought that if I could get us some money that you guys would be kinder to me..."
Layne whispered.
"Well you're wrong you little twit!" snarled Layne's dad.
Layne flinched, his tail going between his legs in fear.
Ace looked up at the yelling, ready to interfere if things got out of hand.
"You worthless piece of scum! You got your scrawny ass in jail! Now we'll have to post bail for you! Stupid idiot!" Layne's dad yelled.
Layne whimpered, looking down now. Ace could feel his heart breaking and hurried over to his parents.
"Excuse me?" Ace said.
Layne's parents looked up, both clearly pissed off.
"I understand what your son is getting at here...He was simply trying to help you two
out." Ace said in Layne's defence, "Even though he did break the law. He wanted to help get money to pay for food, bills, that stuff."
"He broke the fucking law!" Layne's dad snapped.
Layne was trying not to cry, scared of his parents and scared that they might hurt the only person who was ever remotely nice to him. Ace had stood up for him after he was attacked in his cell, made sure that he didn't risk infecting his cuts, and now was trying to keep his parents from yelling at him.
His parents gave Ace dirty looks but left the police station. Ace looked at Layne who sat on the bench in his cell, head in hands. Hesitating slightly, Ace opened the cell and walked over to the half-breed.
"Are you okay...?" he asked.
Layne nodded, sniffling a little. Ace gently rubbed Layne's back in hope of calming the younger man. He knew what it was like to have parents who were abusive and rude and wanted Layne to know that there were people who did care in the world.
"...If some one would post bail, even if you didn't know them very well, would you rather go with them than go home?" Ace asked after a minute.
Layne nodded silently, starting to cry.
Ace's mind was set. He was going to help out Layne.
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Ace slept outside of Layne's cell that night, not wanting anything to happen to him. Layne slept on the bench, covered by a blanket Ace had provided for him. He'd fallen asleep knowing that while he slept, Ace was going to be protecting him like a gueard dog.
They both woke the next moning as the chief came into work. He shook Ace awake who soon after woke Layne with some breakfast.
"Sir, can an officer post bail?" asked Ace as he looked at Layne.
"Well, I don't see why he or she couldn't..." answered the chief, filling out some paperwork.
"...I want to post bail for Layne." Ace said.
The cheif looked up, startled by the news.
"Why though?" he asked,
"His parents are clearly abusive. When I arrested him, he was already covered in cuts and bruises. When I patted him down, I could feel his ribs fairly well. His dad seemed ready to stab him when they visited yesterday. And you know about my past...And I want to try to make his life a little better by taking him home, cleaning him up, and feeding him." explained Ace, grabbing his wallet to find the money, "I want him to know that there are people who care in this world. I want to take him home...Pretty much adopt him."
The chief cracked a small smile, saying, "You really are a nice guy, Ace."
Ace smiled and pulled out the required money in cash and payed the bail.
"Let him out, boss." Ace said with a smile.
The chief unlocked Layne's cell and informed him that his bail had been posted and he was free. Unsure if it was true or not, Layne came out of the cell cautiously. Ace smiled kindly at him.
"Ready to go home?" he asked.
"Home...?" questioned Layne.
"With me." Ace said.
"R-Really!?"
"Really."
"No joke!?"
"No joke."
Layne lost control of his excitement and hugged Ace in thanks, his tail wagging like crazy. He followed Ace to a yellow hummer outside and got in like he was told.
"There's only one thing you need to know. I do technically have a girlfriend. She does live with me, but I don't like her honestly." Ace said as he drove, "The only reason I let her stay is because she is a good chef. And she probably will be at work when we get there."
Layne nodded, his tail still wagging like crazy. When they got to Ace's house, Ace opened
the door and let Layne come inside. Just like a dog, Layne began to sniff everything, wanting to know Ace's scent. Ace watched Layne out of the corner of his eye, not sure if Layne was house trained or not.
"Hey, toilet's down the hall to the right if you need it. Don't go on the floor or anything." Ace said, turning on his tv.
Layne hurried over to Ace and sat on the couch next to him.
"So...Are you my owner now?" asked Layne, tilting his head.
"Er...I-I'm just your friend. Not your owner." said Ace.
Layne nodded and bit back a yawn. He was tired but wanted to stay awake with Ace. Ace knew that Layne was tired but didn't want to force him to go to bed and decided to let the younger man do as he pleased. Layne could feel his eyes drooping sleepily and yawned quietly.
"...If you want to go to sleep, you can sleep in my room." said Ace, seeing that Layne was
fighting the sleepiness.
"...I'm alright..." Layne whispered, curling up on one end of the couch.
He fell asleep slowly and Ace sighed, shaking his head. Ace picked up the sleeping half-breed and carried him to the bedroom carefully, trying not to wake him. He set Layne down on the bed and covered him with a blanket, a smile on his face. Yeah, he robbed a store, but he had good reason...And he's really, really cute...Maybe I will break up with Jessica...Because of him. Ace thought, going back to the living room.
With this thought in his head, he sat on the couch and started to plan how he would let Jessica know that their relationship was over. But not tell her that it was over because of Layne.
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"ACE!!" screamed Jessica, waking both Ace and Layne quickly, "THERE'S A MUTANT ON OUR BED!!"
Ace ran to his bedroom to calm down Jessica as fast as he could.
"No, no, no! He's a half-breed! He's perfectly safe!" Ace said, running to her.
Layne had been so startled by this outburst that he'd hidden quickly under the bed, whimpering. He thought that he'd done something wrong and was scared that Ace would punish him.
"Look, he's just crashing here for a while until he can get on his feet." Ace explained.
"Well he's weird looking!" Jessica said.
"...Layne, come here please." Ace said coaxingly.
Layne crawled out from under the bed, his tail between his legs, whimpering, "D-Did I do something wrong?"
"No, of course not! She was just a bit startled to find you in our bed." Ace said.
Layne wagged his tail shyly and stepped a little closer to them. Jessica stepped away from him in fright.
"Jessica, this is Layne. Layne, this is Jessica." said Ace.
"H-Hi..." Layne said shyly.
Jessica gave Layne a dirty look.
"Whatever you do with it, just make sure it doesn't pee on my stuff." Jessica warned.
"Actually, Jessica, I need to talk to you about something." Ace said.
"And that is?" asked Jessica.
"...I want to break up." said Ace firmly.
Jessica's eyes widened and she grabbed onto Ace's shirt, dragging him to the living room
to discuss the situation at hand. Layne waited in the bedroom, unsure of what he should while he waited.
"Well, she's gone for good." said Ace, walking into the room a few minutes later.
Layne's tail wagged at the news.
"So, is it just you and me here now?" asked Layne.
"Yep." answered Ace.
He glanced out the window when the room seemed to darken and saw dark gray clouds covering
the sun.
"Looks like it's going to storm..." he said.
"S-Storm!?" whimpered Layne.
"Yeah. Why?" asked Ace, sitting on the bed.
"I-I don't like storms..." Layne said.
Ace mentally slapped himself for not thinking about the possibility that Layne would be scared of storms. He should've known better than to think nothing of it. Layne was a half-breed, he was NOT going to like the thunder, lightning, and rain.
"...Layne, get on the bed." Ace said, shutting the curtains and turning on a movie.
Layne blushed and obeyed, curling up on the bed, tail once again going between his legs but this time in fear of the coming storm. Ace got onto the bed with him and gently hugged the shaking man.
"You're going to be okay..." whispered Ace, rubbing Layne's back, "It's just a small storm...It can't hurt you..."
Layne nuzzled Ace's chest, whimpering as it started to rain. Ace had never known what it was like to have some one really want him to be around, but he knew now. Holding Layne close like this, letting the younger man nuzzle his chest, felt amazing. True, Layne was terrified of the storms outside, but knowing that he some one felt they needed hiim made Ace feel good.
"I don't like storms..." whimpered Layne, crying.
"I know but there's nothing I can do about it...If there was I would." Ace whispered, rubbing Layne's back.
Layne nuzzled Ace's neck, not knowing that Ace was sensitive there and was startled by Ace
moaning softly.
"U-Uh...M-My neck is really sensitive..." Ace explained.
Layne blushed and nuzzled Ace's neck again, loving how Ace had moaned before. It helped distract Layne from the noise of the storm.
"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" asked Ace.
Smiling a little, Layne nodded, his tail wagging. Ace laughed and sighed, stretching onto
his back. He felt a pressure on his chest and looked up to see Layne laying on top of him, ears up, head tilted, tail wagging.
"Can I help you?" Ace said.
Layne buried his face into Ace's neck, nuzzling it gently and decided to show Ace how he really felt about him by gently kissing it. The kiss was so light, Ace could barely feel it, but knew what had happened and let out a quiet moan. He let Layne do it a few times before he really got the message that Layne was clearly interested in him not just as a friend.
Flipping them over, Ace started to kiss Layne softly, returning the feelings that Layne had displayed. They both knew that life was going to get better from then on.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Stolen (full story)
Keith looked up when the door opened to the room he was tied up in.
A tall man with blonde, spiked hair walked in, green eyes narrowed. The man grabbed onto a leash that had a collar attached around his neck.
"Come on mutt." the man growled.
Keith whined, smelling cigrate smoke and cheap beer on the man. A smell that burned
Keith's nose. His ears went flat against his head as he let out a growl of fear and anger.
He knew that the men who were doing this to him could very easily kill him.
Reluctantly he followed the blonde down the hall of the building they were in. They passed several locked doors and a few ones that were open but Keith didn't dare look in to them.
He'd made that mistake the first day he'd arrived and saw in multiple rooms sex addicts, drunks, and druggies.
The man shoved Keith into a small room that looked like it could have been a celar and his tail went between his legs.
Lights turned on over his head to reveal three men standing around him, all smirking at the sight of the half-breed.
"You can look but can't touch." the man ordered.
"Dammit Diego, you know I like to get a feel for what I'm dealing with before I decide if
I want it or not." the first man snarled.
"Shut it Blake." Diego snapped, "You're lucky I allowed you to come back here after you tried to rape ME. You know I'm not available."
Blake rolled his eyes but looked over Keiths body with intrest. Another man stayed away, uninterested. The third man approached the teen who let out a whimper, looking at him with fear in his eyes.
"So how much do you want for this one Diego?" the man asked.
"Well, I've decided he's got a minimum of thirty." Diego answered.
"...Not worth it." the man said after a minute.
"I do rather like this one..." Blake said.
"It'll cost you one hundred bucks to get a feel for him." Diego said.
Blake handed over the money to Diego and started to touch all over Keiths body. His hands slid over the ninteen year olds chest and sides, up and down his back, all over his legs.
Keith let out a whine of protest when Blake reached his crotch.
"Got a gag for this mutt?" Blake asked.
Diego grabbed a rag from his pocket and tied it around Keiths mouth to silence his protests of the treatment he was receiving.
Blake slipped his hands into the boxers that Keith was wearing. They were the only thing that was allowing Keith to keep some dignity as the rest of his body was put on display for strangers to enjoy. He felt cold fingers wrap around his cock and whimpered.
"Don't mess with him too much. I still have other potential buyers who want to see him and I need him to be at least a little calm." Diego warned.
Blake nodded, gently rubbing Keiths cock till they both felt it growing hard.
"He seems to be enjoying it." Blake smirked.
"Alright, times up." Diego said after a few minutes.
The men left, Blake lingering for a second, hoping for some more time with Keith but one glare from Diego and Blake left quickly.
"Alright mutt, let's go." Diego growled, grabbing hold of the leash and yanking on it.
Keith yelped but followed Diego out into the hall once more. Instead of going to the room that Keith had been in before, Diego led him into a different room.
"Alright. I expect you to behave or there will be consequences. Go take a shower." Diego said, unhooking the leash from Keiths neck.
Keith hurried into the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom and turned on the shower, slipping out of the boxers that he had been given by Diego. He stepped gratefully into the shower and relaxed as the warm water slid down his back and chest. He jumped, almost slipping, when the bathroom door opened.
"Calm down mutt. I'm just taking a piss." Diego grumbled.
Keith looked away, embarrased. The shower had glass doors which meant that Diego could
clearly see his naked body as the water sprayed over him.
"I'm going to be really busy tomorrow. And so are you. I've got five people who are
interested in you coming in." Diego said as he finished going to the bathroom, "And there's some clothes on the bed. Oh yeah, that's my bed, so I expect you to be really clean before you join me."
"A-Are you going to touch me too...?" Keith whimpered.
"Course not. I don't touch my products unless I'm showing them off. I just want to keep an eye on you tonight because I don't trust you. Not after you tried to escape lastnight." Diego said, surprised that he heard Keith talk.
Not once until then had the half-breed spoken a single word, only whimpers, whines, and other sounds. He washed his hands and left the bathroom, leaving the brown haired teen alone. Keith took as long as he could in the shower, waiting until the water ran cold before he got out. There was a towel sitting on the edge of the sink and Keith was unsure if he should take it or not. Nervously he picked it up and wrapped it around himself.
"Hurry up mutt, I'm tired." called Diego, already in bed.
Keith hurried out of the bathroom, not bothering to try to dry his hair at all, worried
that Diego would beat him for taking so long. He pulled on the boxers and pants that Diego had set down on the bed for him, trying not to let said man see his naked body in the
process.
Diego sighed and tried to relax as the young half-breed crawled onto the bed beside him,"I expect you to behave tonight. I really like it quiet when I sleep."
Keith nodded, trying to get comfortable. He was on the edge of the bed, trying to stay as far from Diego as he could without falling off because he was afraid of Diego trying to touch him.
"Will you seriously fucking calm down, I'm not going to do anything." Diego muttered
tiredly.
With a depressed sigh, Keith settled down to try to sleep, wishing he was back in his college dorm, where his room-mate was probably wondering where he had gone.
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Keith woke the next day to Diego snapping the collar onto his neck once more. There was a grin on Diego's face that made Keith's blood run cold.
"I-I don't want to see any more people!" Keith protested.
"Shut up." Diego grumbled, gagging him.
Keith whined into the rag, struggling as Diego tied has hands together behind his back.
"Let's go." Diego ordered, yanking Keith to his feet.
Keith whined again and followed the older man back to the room from the day before. An assistant helped Diego get Keith to stay still by tying together the half-breeds ankles.
"Should we tie him to the pipe or is this good?" asked the assistant.
"...Let's see if he knows how to behave. If he can't, then you can do so." Diego replied, sitting at his desk.
Keith whimpered this time, wanting to be set free. The door opened as a group of five men came in, one by one looking at Keith to determine if they were interested in him.
"How much have you been offered so far?" asked one of the men.
"I've gotten some one to agree to thirty so far." Diego answered.
"Hm...Thirty five." the man offered.
"Thirty six." a man said.
"Thirty eight!!" yelled another.
"Forty!" said another man.
"Forty five." said the last man.
"Alright gentlemen." Diego said, writing down their offers, "Well, he has till ten more days before he's bought so I'll keep in touch."
The men nodded and left, one ruffling Keiths hair, earning a snarl from the young man.
Diego smirked and sat down in his chair at the desk, saying, "Well, aren't you a true money trap."
Keith growled around the gag in his mouth, eyes narrowing. He knew he had to try to fight and get free otherwise he would be beaten and most likely raped by any of the men that came to view him. Possibly, if he got desperate enough, Diego too.
Diego glanced up at Keith as he worked on filling out some paperwork and decided to take the gag out of Keith's mouth. He removed it in an almost gentle manner, allowing the younger man to talk and breathe easier.
"Why are you doing this!?" demanded Keith.
"It's simple really." Diego said, not looking back up, ""Money. I need the money, my
friends need the money, these men have the money. And these men want young boys to become their sex toys. So I'm going to sell you to one of them. I get the money, they get their sex toy."
Keith growled deep in the back of his throat but didn't speak again to the blonde. He tried to figure out a way he could get free but couldn't see a light at the end of the tunnel. His hands were tied behind his back, the knot extra tight, and his feet were tied together painfully tight around his ankles.
"I wouldn't mind keeping you as my own pet you know..." Diego said after a pause.
Keith glared, refusing to be a 'pet', 'toy', or 'slave' to any one.
"What, don't want to be called a pet?" Diego sneered.
Keith twitched, resisting the urge to bite Diego.
"Well too bad. That's what you're going to become in ten days. Although...If you wanted
to, I'd be willing to keep you for myself. I'd feed, bathe, and dress you personally. You
see, unlike all these men who come in to look at you, I care. I want you guys to have good
homes where the least the buyer can do is feed you guys, bathe you guys, and dress you guys. Instead, most of you guys end up in places where you're abused. But, I have no control over what happens when you leave." Diego said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms behind his head.
"The only thing I want is to go home." Keith said, pissed off now.
"Well then, I guess you'll go home. With whoever buys you." said Diego with a lazy yawn,
"Now, let's get going."
He attached the leash once more to the red collar around Keiths neck and led him back to the bedroom.
"Stay in here. I'm going to get some dinner." Diego said.
Keith's stomach growled loudly at the mention of food. He hadn't been given any food since before he'd arrived at the estate he was being housed in currently.
Diego smirked, "Hungry?"
Keith gave a reluctant nod, hoping that if he respected Diego just enough and showed he
was going to behave that he would be rewarded.
"...I'll be back." Diego said after a moment, leaving the room.
Keith struggled to get free from the rope around his ankleso he could in the very least
move his feet. His efforts were in vain however because soon Diego was back with two plates. One had a steak on it with mashed potatos and gravy on the side. Keith's mouth watered at the sight of the juicy steak, his tail wagging hopefully.
"No." said Diego sternly, setting down the other plate in front of Keith whose tail drooped immediately.
On Keith's plate was a few grapes, half a cold grilled cheese sandwich, and a fruit rollup. He glared up at Diego who sat down at a small desk and began to eat. Diego had set
Keith's plate on the ground, indicating he was to eat on the floor. Grudgingly, Keith got onto the ground and ate the food he was given, not knowing when his next chance to eat would be. It was slow going however due to his hands being tied behind his back and he had to use only his mouth.
Diego rolled his eyes and knelt beside Keith who pulled back, scared of getting beaten.
"Damn, you're so jumpy." Diego muttered.
"Well you guys DID kidnap me and beat me and then show me off half naked to strangers!" Keith snapped, unable to hide a whine of fear from Diego.
Diego once more rolled his eyes as he took out a knife. He cut the rope that was around the blondes ankles first then proceeded to cut off the ones on his wrists.
"Better?" asked Diego, standing up.
Keith nodded thankfully and finished eating the food. He glanced up at Diego who was
getting into bed, unsure if he should get in bed too.
"...Come on." Diego said after a minute, noticing Keiths unsure look.
Keith got onto the bed and curled up on the other side of it, sleepy. Diego couldn't help but smile a little, knowing that Keith was calming slowly. This would make it easier to sell him.
The two soon were asleep, one dreaming of the money he'd get from selling the other, but the other dreaming of being free again.
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Keith woke up before Diego did the next day and decided to use his time wisely, looking for an escape. He found a window that wouldn't open and the door led into the hall but Diegos workers were all out there. Keith could hear them walking around with his sensitive dog ears. He knew that going out that door was out of the question.
"Nnh..." Diego muttered, waking slowly.
Keith's ears perked up at the noise and turned to see Diego sitting up in his bed sleepily.
"What are you doing up mutt...?" Diego mumbled as he stretched.
"I-I...Had to go to the bathroom...?" said Keith, worried about being caught.
"Then go." mumbled Diego, laying down again.
Keith hurried into the bathroom and shut the door, sliding down against the door. His situation seemed hopeless now. There weren't any windows in the bathroom, so Keith knew his only chance was to get out the bedroom door and go from there. He peeked out of the bathroom to see Diego was asleep again and slipped out quickly and quietly. He headed to the door of the room and listened.
It was quiet in the hall.
Keith snuck out of the room into the hall, ears perked, listening to see if anyone was coming his way. So far so good...he thought, hurrying down the hall and looking for an
exit.
"Hey!" some one yelled behind him.
Without turning around, Keith took off down the hall, going anywhere he could. He ran into
an unlocked room, slamming the door behind him. He crawled under the bed in the room and
laid there, shaking in fear.
"Keith!" yelled Diego angrily, running into the room.
Keith whimpered, scared of what was going to happen to him when Diego found him. His tail
went between his legs as he saw Diego's dark black leather boots step closer to the bed.
Diego got onto his hands and knees and spotted the brown haired teen.
"Come here, now." Diego ordered.
Keith whimpered, backing away.
"Dammit mutt, I don't have time for this!" snarled Diego grabbing onto Keith's tail and yanking on it.
Keith yelped and whined with pain and fear as Diego pulled him out from under the bed, clear rage covering his face.
"You are fucking dead mutt." Diego growled, grabbing onto Keith's collar roughly.
Keith whimpered loudly and flinched, terrified.
Diego half dragged, half yanked Keith back into the bedroom, shooting looks at any of his workers who tried to speak to him in the process. Diego shoved Keith into the room and grabbed some more rope.
"To think I was going to let you relax today, maybe even walk around a little." Diego
growled as he began to tie together Keith's wrists.
He glanced up as he finished tying together the man's wrists and saw the fear and tears gathered in Keith's eyes. Trying not to show that he was starting to feel bad for how he was treating Keith, Diego shoved him down into a chair nearby and tied him to it.
"You need to learn your place in this system. You're the product. Your job is to do as you're told without questioning or fighting it." Diego snapped.
Keith nodded, tears starting to slide down his cheeks now. Diego bit back soothing words to the scared man and instead went to find one of his workers to keep an eye on Keith for him. He didn't know if he'd be able to keep Keith tied down if he kept crying like this.
It was almost heartbreaking.
WHAT is wrong with me!? I've never felt like this with any of my products but...I feel really bad for that guy... Diego thought as he approached a man named Brock.
"Brock, keep an eye on Keith for me. He tried to run again. Almost made it out this time. I need to go get a drink." Diego said.
Brock nodded and went into his boss's bedroom, eager to please.
Diego sighed and went into the kitchen for a beer, thinking some more about Keith.
Yeah, they've cried before, but...What is it about this one that's so different? I really don't want anyone to buy him. I want to keep him with me. But after the way I've been treating him, he probably wouldn't want to stay if I said he could... Diego thought, picking up a beer in the fridge and sitting on a chair at the table.
He sat there all night, thinking about how he could get Keith off the market and persuade him that if he stayed, no harm would come to him.
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Diego walked sleepily into his bedroom, telling Brock that he could leave at last.
"Alright mutt...Now. You have a few options here. One: Stay with me and recieve proper care as long as you follow my rules. Two: Get bought and not know how you'll be treated. Three: Just get killed by me or one of my assistants. Or lastly, four: Pay sixty thousand and get out of here alive." he said, pacing back and foth in front of Keith.
Keith whined around the gag in his mouth, hoping that Diego would at least remove it so he could tell him what his choice was. Diego caught on to what Keith wanted and removed it.
"Well?" asked Diego.
"I...I'll stay with you..." whispered Keith, deciding it was his best chance.
"Good boy." Diego said as he began to untie the dog eared boy, "Now, I can be a nice guy,
but only if my rules are followed. I like order in what I do. If you behave, you'll get amazing care. And as long as you swear to tell no one about what happened here, I'll even let you go out at night with your friends and go to your college classes. But you must return here daily. If any one asks you where you were, you got lost on a trip, understand?"
"Y-Yes..." Keith said quietly.
"Good. You can have your own room next to mine. Each day you'll get food of your choice
and won't have to worry about being sold anymore. I'll gladly take care of you. In all honestly, you're kind of adorable in your own way." Diego said, helping Keith stand up.
Keith blushed hard and looked down, unsure of how to reply.
"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Tired?" asked Diego.
"A mix of all three..." Keith whispered.
"How about we get some food in you then you can go take a nap?" suggested Diego, smiling
kindly.
Keith nodded, his tail giving a small wag of intrest at the offer of food and comfortable sleep once again. He was hoping that maybe, just maybe, he could get used to living with Diego. He had to admit, if it wasn't for the rudeness, he'd be intrested in possibly becoming good friends, maybe more, with Diego one day.
Diego removed the collar from Keith's neck, finding a dark bruise left in it's place. He flinched on the inside, feeling even more regret for the harsh treatment of Keith. Leading the half-breed caringly, Diego took Keith down to the kitchen.
"Take what you like. But no beer. You're still underage." Diego said, pulling out a beer
for himself.
Keith eagerly grabbed as much food as he could, wanting to eat as much as possible and as
soon as possible.
"Damn, hungry much?" Diego asked, sipping his beer.
Keith scowlled through a mouthfull of reheated garlic bread. Diego smiled a little and stretched as he watched Keith's wagging tail and broad grin.
"So...Do you want to get in bed soon?" asked Diego, taking off his shirt, "If so, just go to the room to the left of mine. I'm going to go swimming."
"You have a pool!?" asked Keith, eye's widening.
Diego nodded, this time taking off his pants and tossing them and his shirt onto a chair.
"Can I come swimming too!?" Keith asked, making whining sounds of joy.
"Of course!" answered Diego.
He went outside and heard Keith following him to the patio.
"Whoa...!" said Keith, looking at the giant pool that was shaped like a howling wolf.
Diego smiled, saying, "Yeah, I like wolves."
He dove in with that and began to swim. He noticed that Keith was hesitating on the edge of the pool, still fully clothed.
"Come on, Keith. The water is the perfect temprature!" he encouraged.
Keith blushed hard when he heard Diego say his name for the first time instead of being called 'mutt'. He blushed hard as he began to get undressed down to his boxers and got into the pool. Diego swam circles around him with a smile. Keith playfully splashed the older man and began to swim as well.
"How old are you, just out of curiosity?" asked Keith when Diego surfaced a moment later from taking a dive off the diving board.
"Tweny three." said Diego, "So we aren't actually that far apart."
Keith smiled widely and swam under the water, grabbing playfully onto Diego's leg and
pulling on it. Diego laughed and kept swimming.
Over time, he noticed that Keith was looking sleepy and yawning.
"Okay, it's tme you got to bed." Diego said after a bit as he got out of the pool.
Keith nodded sleepily and got out after Diego. He sat in a chair to dry off and get dressed. Diego began to pull on some dry clothes and glanced at Keith who had fallen asleep in the lawn chair.
"Keith, you gotta get up." he said, half hoping Keith wouldn't wake.
Keith simply muttered in his sleep.
With a sigh, Diego picked Keith up and carried him inside and to the spare bedroom. He hesitated however and decided to take Keith into his own room, just for one more night. Laying Keith down, Diego covered the smaller man with a blanket on got into bed beside him.
Keith hugged Diego in his sleep, seeking the warmth of the blonde. Diego smiled and wrapped his arms around Keith, falling asleep as well.
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The next day, the sun was shining brightly on the pair, causing them to wake slowly. Keith nuzzled Diego's chest sleepily, not realizing that it was Diego he was in bed with. Diego woke slowly at the contact and light tickle of Keith's hair against his chest.
He smiled a little and let go of the smaller man who grabbed onto his waist instantly.
Diego was startled at the almost needy appearance of Keith who nuzzled his chest, hugging his waist tightly.
Keith woke slowly after grabbing Diego's waist, eye's slowly sliding open and blinking in confusion.
"D-Diego!?" he said, startled to see that he was holding almost protectivley onto said man.
"You did that on your own." Diego said with a smile.
Keith blushed a deep, crimson red and he let go quickly of Diego's waist. Diego stretched and yawned as he looked around his room. It was in need of a cleaning soon, he noticed. He got off the bed and began to pick up his dirty cothes and old cd cases from the floor. As he picked up his things, he noticed that Keith looked really unsure of what he should do.
"You can get breakfast if you like." Diego offered.
"But...I want you to come with me..." Keith said, blushing.
Diego looked up, surprised, "You WANT me to come?"
Keith nodded shyly, his tail wagging a little with hope.
A smile crossed Diego's face and he stopped cleaning his room to put on some pajama shorts so he wouldn't be in just his boxers and went to the kitchen. Keith followed him closely, reminding Diego of a loyal puppy that would follow their owner anywhere and everywhere.
"How about...Scrambled eggs and toast?" asked Diego.
Keith shook his head, "I'm allergic to eggs."
"Oh...Do you want...Bacon?" offered Diego.
Keith nodded eagerly, his tail gaining speed.
"And...Sausage?" asked Diego.
Keith's tail gained further speed as he licked his lips happily. Diego smiled to himself and began to cook the food for the half-breed.
He set the plate down at the table and noticed Keith wasn't sitting at the table anymore.
He looked up to find Keith was at the sliding door, whining at the sight of a stray cat in the backyard. Diego smiled a little and closed the curtains so Keith wouldn't be distracted by the stray and he would eat.
Keith sat at the table like Diego wanted and began to eat beside his new-found friend/former enemy.
"What time is your class?" asked Diego.
"I have class on Mondays and Fridays at eight a.m. and class Wednsdays at nine a.m."
answered Keith through a mouthful of bacon.
"I can take you if you like."
"Cool!"
Diego smiled and resumed eating.
"...Hey Diego, out of curiousity, have you ever had sex with any of the guys you
kidnapped?" asked Keith.
"Actually, I haven't. Although...I WANTED to have sex with just one..." Diego admitted.
"Who?" asked Keith, tilting his head innocently.
Diego gulped, almost choking on his food, startled that Keith hadn't caught on to what he was saying to him.
"I-I-I...I was talking about you, Keith..." he said with a deep blush, "I found you much more attractive than the other's I've kidnapped. And your ears and tail are really soft...And I bet they're really sensitive so that would have been fun to play with IF we had ever had sex..."
Keith turned ten shades of red and muttered, "They are really sensitive...If you want to find out for yourself..."
Diego smiled widely and scooted closer to Keith whose blush deepened. Very gently, Diego
ran his palm against Keith's left ear. The fur was soft and warm under his touch and Keith's ear twitched slightly at the touch, a faint sound of pleasure sneaking past
Keith's lips.
"You really do like having your ears petted, huh?" Diego murmured, moving to the right ear
this time.
He applied a little more pressure on this one and got a moan to fall from Keith's lips. A few teasing strokes later, Diego let his hand run down Keith's unclothed back to the tail that was sticking out of a hole cut into the boxers he wore. Softly, Diego slid his hand up and down the fur of Keith's tail. This time a full blown moan escaped Keith and he felt his cock stiffen to attention. Diego noticed it too and smiled to himself. He knew that Keith's ears and tail really were sensitive to the touch and had a very sexual effect on the teen.
"...Would you like to...Move this to the bedroom?" whispered Diego into Keith's ear.
Keith nodded, still blushing, as Diego picked him up and carried him into the bedroom.
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Diego set Keith down onto the bed and began to kiss him, rubbing his ears and tail almost in a teasing way. Keith moaned into the kiss and rubbed his crotch against Diego's leg to let him know he wanted Diego to pay attention to him down there.
"Damn..." panted Diego, feeling just how hard Keith was.
Keith blushed hard and allowed Diego to slide off the boxers he wore. Diego smirked at the sight of Keith fully naked, just for him. He kissed and licked at Keith's neck, gently massaging Keith's cock. Keith moaned and arched his hips slightly. Diego's grip on him was a perfect mix of demanding and caring.
"Tell me what you want me do..." whispered Diego with a gentle nip on Keith's neck.
"S-Suck me..." moaned Keith, pressing against Diego's hand.
Diego smiled and trailed soft kisses down Keith's young, soft teen chest until he reached Keith's crotch. He smirked and kissed the tip of Keith's pre-cum leaking cock. Keith moaned softly and ran his fingers through Diego's short, blonde hair. Diego reacted by taking just the tip in his mouth and slowly sucking on it.
"Diego..." moaned Keith, arching into the mans mouth.
Diego happily took as much of Keith as he could into his mouth, sucking hard. Keith let out a noise of pleasure that he'd never made before. Diego smirked around Keith and very gently scraped his teeth against Keith's cock, earning a whine.
"Please...Do that again..." Keith moaned.
Diego gladly obeyed and scraped his teeth over the length of Keith. Keith knew he was close as Diego began to suck on him harder and moaned louder. Diego's tongue swirled over Keith's tip, not knowing just how sensitive it was. He only realized it when Keith let out a strangled moan, mingled with Diego's name, and came hard into his mouth.
Diego smirked and swallowed it all, loving how salty but sweet it was.
"You taste really good." Diego said, grabbing a bottle of lube from his dresser.
Keith blushed harder than he thought possible at the sight of the bottle and shifted nervously. He knew this was it, he was going to lose his virginity. To a man he had only met about a week before.
"I'll be gentle, don't worry." Diego said when he noticed just how nervous Keith was.
Keith nodded, blushing hard when he realized that Diego was naked. He didn't remember that happening, but loved it anyways. He was finally seeing Diego fully unclothed, cock at attention just for him.
"...You do know how this works, right?" asked Diego.
Keith nodded, blushing hard, "I've watched gay porn before..."
Diego smiled to himself and got some lube on his fingers and warmed it before kissing
Keith to distract him, pressing a finger to Keith's virgin entrance.
"Just remember to relax, it'll help you." Diego whispered into Keith's ear.
Keith obeyed, trying to relax even though he knew that what was about to happen would most likely hurt for a bit. Diego slowly and gently slipped in the first finger, once more kissing Keith as a distraction for the young man. Keith whimpered into the kiss as his body adjusted to the intrusion. He knew that the pain would be worse as they went, but eventually it would lead to just pleasure.
"You ready for another finger?" asked Diego.
Keith nodded, afraid that if he opened his mouth he might make an embarrasing sound of either pain or pleasure. Diego carefully pushed in a second finger, making Keith make a mix of a whimper and moan. Soon, Diego felt that Keith was ready for him and pulled out his fingers. Keith whimpered once more, knowing what was coming next.
"If you want me to stop, just tell me." Diego said, pressing against Keith's entrance.
Keith nodded and bit the pillow as Diego slowly pushed into him for the first time ever.
Diego moaned as he felt how hot and tight Keith was around him and fought the urge to slam into Keith. He knew that Keith wasn't ready for that kind of treatment because this was his first time. A few tears rolled down Keith's cheek as he felt the burning sensation he'd so far only heard about.
Diego kissed him to keep him from thinking of the pain and think only of the pleasure that would soon follow. He let Keith adjust to the size of him until he got a sign that Keith was ready to continue. The burn soon left Keith who wiggled his hips a little to let Diego know to go. Diego caught the sign and slowly began to thrust in and out of Keith. They both moaned with pleasure as Diego thrust carefully.
"You're so tight..." moaned out Diego, thrusting.
"W-Well you're so b-big...!" panted Keith, eyes screwed shut.
Diego smiled, thrusting a little faster and a little harder, loving how Keith felt around him. Keith moaned loudly and started to arch his hips, meeting Diego's each thrust. They were both moaning with pleasure, wanting more. Diego adjusted his hips a little in hopes of finding Keith's spot soon so the younger man could feel further pleasure.
He didn't have to search long because he found it. He knew it becuase Keith let out a loud cry of pleasure and grasped onto him, raking his nails down his back. Diego hit the spot over and over, hoping to bring Keith to his finish by hitting that spot.
"F-Fuck, Keith, I can't hold back much longer..." moaned Diego.
Keith simply moaned in response, knowing he was close too.
"P-Please...Tell me to cum..." begged Keith, having always wanted to be told when to cum.
Diego smirked and whispered into Keith's ear, "Cum for me, Keith."
Keith moaned out Diego's name as he began to cum, tightening around Diego. Diego lost it when he felt Keith tighten, making him feel like the blood suply to his cock would be
destroyed by how tight Keith became.
Diego pulled out afterwards, panting, and lay next to Keith who looked like he was going to fall asleep any second.
"...I love you Keith." Diego said.
Keith blushed hard and smiled sleepily, " I love you too, Diego."
With that he fell asleep in his new-found lovers arm, a smile on his face. Diego fell asleep as well, holding Keith close.
A tall man with blonde, spiked hair walked in, green eyes narrowed. The man grabbed onto a leash that had a collar attached around his neck.
"Come on mutt." the man growled.
Keith whined, smelling cigrate smoke and cheap beer on the man. A smell that burned
Keith's nose. His ears went flat against his head as he let out a growl of fear and anger.
He knew that the men who were doing this to him could very easily kill him.
Reluctantly he followed the blonde down the hall of the building they were in. They passed several locked doors and a few ones that were open but Keith didn't dare look in to them.
He'd made that mistake the first day he'd arrived and saw in multiple rooms sex addicts, drunks, and druggies.
The man shoved Keith into a small room that looked like it could have been a celar and his tail went between his legs.
Lights turned on over his head to reveal three men standing around him, all smirking at the sight of the half-breed.
"You can look but can't touch." the man ordered.
"Dammit Diego, you know I like to get a feel for what I'm dealing with before I decide if
I want it or not." the first man snarled.
"Shut it Blake." Diego snapped, "You're lucky I allowed you to come back here after you tried to rape ME. You know I'm not available."
Blake rolled his eyes but looked over Keiths body with intrest. Another man stayed away, uninterested. The third man approached the teen who let out a whimper, looking at him with fear in his eyes.
"So how much do you want for this one Diego?" the man asked.
"Well, I've decided he's got a minimum of thirty." Diego answered.
"...Not worth it." the man said after a minute.
"I do rather like this one..." Blake said.
"It'll cost you one hundred bucks to get a feel for him." Diego said.
Blake handed over the money to Diego and started to touch all over Keiths body. His hands slid over the ninteen year olds chest and sides, up and down his back, all over his legs.
Keith let out a whine of protest when Blake reached his crotch.
"Got a gag for this mutt?" Blake asked.
Diego grabbed a rag from his pocket and tied it around Keiths mouth to silence his protests of the treatment he was receiving.
Blake slipped his hands into the boxers that Keith was wearing. They were the only thing that was allowing Keith to keep some dignity as the rest of his body was put on display for strangers to enjoy. He felt cold fingers wrap around his cock and whimpered.
"Don't mess with him too much. I still have other potential buyers who want to see him and I need him to be at least a little calm." Diego warned.
Blake nodded, gently rubbing Keiths cock till they both felt it growing hard.
"He seems to be enjoying it." Blake smirked.
"Alright, times up." Diego said after a few minutes.
The men left, Blake lingering for a second, hoping for some more time with Keith but one glare from Diego and Blake left quickly.
"Alright mutt, let's go." Diego growled, grabbing hold of the leash and yanking on it.
Keith yelped but followed Diego out into the hall once more. Instead of going to the room that Keith had been in before, Diego led him into a different room.
"Alright. I expect you to behave or there will be consequences. Go take a shower." Diego said, unhooking the leash from Keiths neck.
Keith hurried into the bathroom that was attached to the bedroom and turned on the shower, slipping out of the boxers that he had been given by Diego. He stepped gratefully into the shower and relaxed as the warm water slid down his back and chest. He jumped, almost slipping, when the bathroom door opened.
"Calm down mutt. I'm just taking a piss." Diego grumbled.
Keith looked away, embarrased. The shower had glass doors which meant that Diego could
clearly see his naked body as the water sprayed over him.
"I'm going to be really busy tomorrow. And so are you. I've got five people who are
interested in you coming in." Diego said as he finished going to the bathroom, "And there's some clothes on the bed. Oh yeah, that's my bed, so I expect you to be really clean before you join me."
"A-Are you going to touch me too...?" Keith whimpered.
"Course not. I don't touch my products unless I'm showing them off. I just want to keep an eye on you tonight because I don't trust you. Not after you tried to escape lastnight." Diego said, surprised that he heard Keith talk.
Not once until then had the half-breed spoken a single word, only whimpers, whines, and other sounds. He washed his hands and left the bathroom, leaving the brown haired teen alone. Keith took as long as he could in the shower, waiting until the water ran cold before he got out. There was a towel sitting on the edge of the sink and Keith was unsure if he should take it or not. Nervously he picked it up and wrapped it around himself.
"Hurry up mutt, I'm tired." called Diego, already in bed.
Keith hurried out of the bathroom, not bothering to try to dry his hair at all, worried
that Diego would beat him for taking so long. He pulled on the boxers and pants that Diego had set down on the bed for him, trying not to let said man see his naked body in the
process.
Diego sighed and tried to relax as the young half-breed crawled onto the bed beside him,"I expect you to behave tonight. I really like it quiet when I sleep."
Keith nodded, trying to get comfortable. He was on the edge of the bed, trying to stay as far from Diego as he could without falling off because he was afraid of Diego trying to touch him.
"Will you seriously fucking calm down, I'm not going to do anything." Diego muttered
tiredly.
With a depressed sigh, Keith settled down to try to sleep, wishing he was back in his college dorm, where his room-mate was probably wondering where he had gone.
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Keith woke the next day to Diego snapping the collar onto his neck once more. There was a grin on Diego's face that made Keith's blood run cold.
"I-I don't want to see any more people!" Keith protested.
"Shut up." Diego grumbled, gagging him.
Keith whined into the rag, struggling as Diego tied has hands together behind his back.
"Let's go." Diego ordered, yanking Keith to his feet.
Keith whined again and followed the older man back to the room from the day before. An assistant helped Diego get Keith to stay still by tying together the half-breeds ankles.
"Should we tie him to the pipe or is this good?" asked the assistant.
"...Let's see if he knows how to behave. If he can't, then you can do so." Diego replied, sitting at his desk.
Keith whimpered this time, wanting to be set free. The door opened as a group of five men came in, one by one looking at Keith to determine if they were interested in him.
"How much have you been offered so far?" asked one of the men.
"I've gotten some one to agree to thirty so far." Diego answered.
"Hm...Thirty five." the man offered.
"Thirty six." a man said.
"Thirty eight!!" yelled another.
"Forty!" said another man.
"Forty five." said the last man.
"Alright gentlemen." Diego said, writing down their offers, "Well, he has till ten more days before he's bought so I'll keep in touch."
The men nodded and left, one ruffling Keiths hair, earning a snarl from the young man.
Diego smirked and sat down in his chair at the desk, saying, "Well, aren't you a true money trap."
Keith growled around the gag in his mouth, eyes narrowing. He knew he had to try to fight and get free otherwise he would be beaten and most likely raped by any of the men that came to view him. Possibly, if he got desperate enough, Diego too.
Diego glanced up at Keith as he worked on filling out some paperwork and decided to take the gag out of Keith's mouth. He removed it in an almost gentle manner, allowing the younger man to talk and breathe easier.
"Why are you doing this!?" demanded Keith.
"It's simple really." Diego said, not looking back up, ""Money. I need the money, my
friends need the money, these men have the money. And these men want young boys to become their sex toys. So I'm going to sell you to one of them. I get the money, they get their sex toy."
Keith growled deep in the back of his throat but didn't speak again to the blonde. He tried to figure out a way he could get free but couldn't see a light at the end of the tunnel. His hands were tied behind his back, the knot extra tight, and his feet were tied together painfully tight around his ankles.
"I wouldn't mind keeping you as my own pet you know..." Diego said after a pause.
Keith glared, refusing to be a 'pet', 'toy', or 'slave' to any one.
"What, don't want to be called a pet?" Diego sneered.
Keith twitched, resisting the urge to bite Diego.
"Well too bad. That's what you're going to become in ten days. Although...If you wanted
to, I'd be willing to keep you for myself. I'd feed, bathe, and dress you personally. You
see, unlike all these men who come in to look at you, I care. I want you guys to have good
homes where the least the buyer can do is feed you guys, bathe you guys, and dress you guys. Instead, most of you guys end up in places where you're abused. But, I have no control over what happens when you leave." Diego said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms behind his head.
"The only thing I want is to go home." Keith said, pissed off now.
"Well then, I guess you'll go home. With whoever buys you." said Diego with a lazy yawn,
"Now, let's get going."
He attached the leash once more to the red collar around Keiths neck and led him back to the bedroom.
"Stay in here. I'm going to get some dinner." Diego said.
Keith's stomach growled loudly at the mention of food. He hadn't been given any food since before he'd arrived at the estate he was being housed in currently.
Diego smirked, "Hungry?"
Keith gave a reluctant nod, hoping that if he respected Diego just enough and showed he
was going to behave that he would be rewarded.
"...I'll be back." Diego said after a moment, leaving the room.
Keith struggled to get free from the rope around his ankleso he could in the very least
move his feet. His efforts were in vain however because soon Diego was back with two plates. One had a steak on it with mashed potatos and gravy on the side. Keith's mouth watered at the sight of the juicy steak, his tail wagging hopefully.
"No." said Diego sternly, setting down the other plate in front of Keith whose tail drooped immediately.
On Keith's plate was a few grapes, half a cold grilled cheese sandwich, and a fruit rollup. He glared up at Diego who sat down at a small desk and began to eat. Diego had set
Keith's plate on the ground, indicating he was to eat on the floor. Grudgingly, Keith got onto the ground and ate the food he was given, not knowing when his next chance to eat would be. It was slow going however due to his hands being tied behind his back and he had to use only his mouth.
Diego rolled his eyes and knelt beside Keith who pulled back, scared of getting beaten.
"Damn, you're so jumpy." Diego muttered.
"Well you guys DID kidnap me and beat me and then show me off half naked to strangers!" Keith snapped, unable to hide a whine of fear from Diego.
Diego once more rolled his eyes as he took out a knife. He cut the rope that was around the blondes ankles first then proceeded to cut off the ones on his wrists.
"Better?" asked Diego, standing up.
Keith nodded thankfully and finished eating the food. He glanced up at Diego who was
getting into bed, unsure if he should get in bed too.
"...Come on." Diego said after a minute, noticing Keiths unsure look.
Keith got onto the bed and curled up on the other side of it, sleepy. Diego couldn't help but smile a little, knowing that Keith was calming slowly. This would make it easier to sell him.
The two soon were asleep, one dreaming of the money he'd get from selling the other, but the other dreaming of being free again.
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Keith woke up before Diego did the next day and decided to use his time wisely, looking for an escape. He found a window that wouldn't open and the door led into the hall but Diegos workers were all out there. Keith could hear them walking around with his sensitive dog ears. He knew that going out that door was out of the question.
"Nnh..." Diego muttered, waking slowly.
Keith's ears perked up at the noise and turned to see Diego sitting up in his bed sleepily.
"What are you doing up mutt...?" Diego mumbled as he stretched.
"I-I...Had to go to the bathroom...?" said Keith, worried about being caught.
"Then go." mumbled Diego, laying down again.
Keith hurried into the bathroom and shut the door, sliding down against the door. His situation seemed hopeless now. There weren't any windows in the bathroom, so Keith knew his only chance was to get out the bedroom door and go from there. He peeked out of the bathroom to see Diego was asleep again and slipped out quickly and quietly. He headed to the door of the room and listened.
It was quiet in the hall.
Keith snuck out of the room into the hall, ears perked, listening to see if anyone was coming his way. So far so good...he thought, hurrying down the hall and looking for an
exit.
"Hey!" some one yelled behind him.
Without turning around, Keith took off down the hall, going anywhere he could. He ran into
an unlocked room, slamming the door behind him. He crawled under the bed in the room and
laid there, shaking in fear.
"Keith!" yelled Diego angrily, running into the room.
Keith whimpered, scared of what was going to happen to him when Diego found him. His tail
went between his legs as he saw Diego's dark black leather boots step closer to the bed.
Diego got onto his hands and knees and spotted the brown haired teen.
"Come here, now." Diego ordered.
Keith whimpered, backing away.
"Dammit mutt, I don't have time for this!" snarled Diego grabbing onto Keith's tail and yanking on it.
Keith yelped and whined with pain and fear as Diego pulled him out from under the bed, clear rage covering his face.
"You are fucking dead mutt." Diego growled, grabbing onto Keith's collar roughly.
Keith whimpered loudly and flinched, terrified.
Diego half dragged, half yanked Keith back into the bedroom, shooting looks at any of his workers who tried to speak to him in the process. Diego shoved Keith into the room and grabbed some more rope.
"To think I was going to let you relax today, maybe even walk around a little." Diego
growled as he began to tie together Keith's wrists.
He glanced up as he finished tying together the man's wrists and saw the fear and tears gathered in Keith's eyes. Trying not to show that he was starting to feel bad for how he was treating Keith, Diego shoved him down into a chair nearby and tied him to it.
"You need to learn your place in this system. You're the product. Your job is to do as you're told without questioning or fighting it." Diego snapped.
Keith nodded, tears starting to slide down his cheeks now. Diego bit back soothing words to the scared man and instead went to find one of his workers to keep an eye on Keith for him. He didn't know if he'd be able to keep Keith tied down if he kept crying like this.
It was almost heartbreaking.
WHAT is wrong with me!? I've never felt like this with any of my products but...I feel really bad for that guy... Diego thought as he approached a man named Brock.
"Brock, keep an eye on Keith for me. He tried to run again. Almost made it out this time. I need to go get a drink." Diego said.
Brock nodded and went into his boss's bedroom, eager to please.
Diego sighed and went into the kitchen for a beer, thinking some more about Keith.
Yeah, they've cried before, but...What is it about this one that's so different? I really don't want anyone to buy him. I want to keep him with me. But after the way I've been treating him, he probably wouldn't want to stay if I said he could... Diego thought, picking up a beer in the fridge and sitting on a chair at the table.
He sat there all night, thinking about how he could get Keith off the market and persuade him that if he stayed, no harm would come to him.
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Diego walked sleepily into his bedroom, telling Brock that he could leave at last.
"Alright mutt...Now. You have a few options here. One: Stay with me and recieve proper care as long as you follow my rules. Two: Get bought and not know how you'll be treated. Three: Just get killed by me or one of my assistants. Or lastly, four: Pay sixty thousand and get out of here alive." he said, pacing back and foth in front of Keith.
Keith whined around the gag in his mouth, hoping that Diego would at least remove it so he could tell him what his choice was. Diego caught on to what Keith wanted and removed it.
"Well?" asked Diego.
"I...I'll stay with you..." whispered Keith, deciding it was his best chance.
"Good boy." Diego said as he began to untie the dog eared boy, "Now, I can be a nice guy,
but only if my rules are followed. I like order in what I do. If you behave, you'll get amazing care. And as long as you swear to tell no one about what happened here, I'll even let you go out at night with your friends and go to your college classes. But you must return here daily. If any one asks you where you were, you got lost on a trip, understand?"
"Y-Yes..." Keith said quietly.
"Good. You can have your own room next to mine. Each day you'll get food of your choice
and won't have to worry about being sold anymore. I'll gladly take care of you. In all honestly, you're kind of adorable in your own way." Diego said, helping Keith stand up.
Keith blushed hard and looked down, unsure of how to reply.
"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Tired?" asked Diego.
"A mix of all three..." Keith whispered.
"How about we get some food in you then you can go take a nap?" suggested Diego, smiling
kindly.
Keith nodded, his tail giving a small wag of intrest at the offer of food and comfortable sleep once again. He was hoping that maybe, just maybe, he could get used to living with Diego. He had to admit, if it wasn't for the rudeness, he'd be intrested in possibly becoming good friends, maybe more, with Diego one day.
Diego removed the collar from Keith's neck, finding a dark bruise left in it's place. He flinched on the inside, feeling even more regret for the harsh treatment of Keith. Leading the half-breed caringly, Diego took Keith down to the kitchen.
"Take what you like. But no beer. You're still underage." Diego said, pulling out a beer
for himself.
Keith eagerly grabbed as much food as he could, wanting to eat as much as possible and as
soon as possible.
"Damn, hungry much?" Diego asked, sipping his beer.
Keith scowlled through a mouthfull of reheated garlic bread. Diego smiled a little and stretched as he watched Keith's wagging tail and broad grin.
"So...Do you want to get in bed soon?" asked Diego, taking off his shirt, "If so, just go to the room to the left of mine. I'm going to go swimming."
"You have a pool!?" asked Keith, eye's widening.
Diego nodded, this time taking off his pants and tossing them and his shirt onto a chair.
"Can I come swimming too!?" Keith asked, making whining sounds of joy.
"Of course!" answered Diego.
He went outside and heard Keith following him to the patio.
"Whoa...!" said Keith, looking at the giant pool that was shaped like a howling wolf.
Diego smiled, saying, "Yeah, I like wolves."
He dove in with that and began to swim. He noticed that Keith was hesitating on the edge of the pool, still fully clothed.
"Come on, Keith. The water is the perfect temprature!" he encouraged.
Keith blushed hard when he heard Diego say his name for the first time instead of being called 'mutt'. He blushed hard as he began to get undressed down to his boxers and got into the pool. Diego swam circles around him with a smile. Keith playfully splashed the older man and began to swim as well.
"How old are you, just out of curiosity?" asked Keith when Diego surfaced a moment later from taking a dive off the diving board.
"Tweny three." said Diego, "So we aren't actually that far apart."
Keith smiled widely and swam under the water, grabbing playfully onto Diego's leg and
pulling on it. Diego laughed and kept swimming.
Over time, he noticed that Keith was looking sleepy and yawning.
"Okay, it's tme you got to bed." Diego said after a bit as he got out of the pool.
Keith nodded sleepily and got out after Diego. He sat in a chair to dry off and get dressed. Diego began to pull on some dry clothes and glanced at Keith who had fallen asleep in the lawn chair.
"Keith, you gotta get up." he said, half hoping Keith wouldn't wake.
Keith simply muttered in his sleep.
With a sigh, Diego picked Keith up and carried him inside and to the spare bedroom. He hesitated however and decided to take Keith into his own room, just for one more night. Laying Keith down, Diego covered the smaller man with a blanket on got into bed beside him.
Keith hugged Diego in his sleep, seeking the warmth of the blonde. Diego smiled and wrapped his arms around Keith, falling asleep as well.
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The next day, the sun was shining brightly on the pair, causing them to wake slowly. Keith nuzzled Diego's chest sleepily, not realizing that it was Diego he was in bed with. Diego woke slowly at the contact and light tickle of Keith's hair against his chest.
He smiled a little and let go of the smaller man who grabbed onto his waist instantly.
Diego was startled at the almost needy appearance of Keith who nuzzled his chest, hugging his waist tightly.
Keith woke slowly after grabbing Diego's waist, eye's slowly sliding open and blinking in confusion.
"D-Diego!?" he said, startled to see that he was holding almost protectivley onto said man.
"You did that on your own." Diego said with a smile.
Keith blushed a deep, crimson red and he let go quickly of Diego's waist. Diego stretched and yawned as he looked around his room. It was in need of a cleaning soon, he noticed. He got off the bed and began to pick up his dirty cothes and old cd cases from the floor. As he picked up his things, he noticed that Keith looked really unsure of what he should do.
"You can get breakfast if you like." Diego offered.
"But...I want you to come with me..." Keith said, blushing.
Diego looked up, surprised, "You WANT me to come?"
Keith nodded shyly, his tail wagging a little with hope.
A smile crossed Diego's face and he stopped cleaning his room to put on some pajama shorts so he wouldn't be in just his boxers and went to the kitchen. Keith followed him closely, reminding Diego of a loyal puppy that would follow their owner anywhere and everywhere.
"How about...Scrambled eggs and toast?" asked Diego.
Keith shook his head, "I'm allergic to eggs."
"Oh...Do you want...Bacon?" offered Diego.
Keith nodded eagerly, his tail gaining speed.
"And...Sausage?" asked Diego.
Keith's tail gained further speed as he licked his lips happily. Diego smiled to himself and began to cook the food for the half-breed.
He set the plate down at the table and noticed Keith wasn't sitting at the table anymore.
He looked up to find Keith was at the sliding door, whining at the sight of a stray cat in the backyard. Diego smiled a little and closed the curtains so Keith wouldn't be distracted by the stray and he would eat.
Keith sat at the table like Diego wanted and began to eat beside his new-found friend/former enemy.
"What time is your class?" asked Diego.
"I have class on Mondays and Fridays at eight a.m. and class Wednsdays at nine a.m."
answered Keith through a mouthful of bacon.
"I can take you if you like."
"Cool!"
Diego smiled and resumed eating.
"...Hey Diego, out of curiousity, have you ever had sex with any of the guys you
kidnapped?" asked Keith.
"Actually, I haven't. Although...I WANTED to have sex with just one..." Diego admitted.
"Who?" asked Keith, tilting his head innocently.
Diego gulped, almost choking on his food, startled that Keith hadn't caught on to what he was saying to him.
"I-I-I...I was talking about you, Keith..." he said with a deep blush, "I found you much more attractive than the other's I've kidnapped. And your ears and tail are really soft...And I bet they're really sensitive so that would have been fun to play with IF we had ever had sex..."
Keith turned ten shades of red and muttered, "They are really sensitive...If you want to find out for yourself..."
Diego smiled widely and scooted closer to Keith whose blush deepened. Very gently, Diego
ran his palm against Keith's left ear. The fur was soft and warm under his touch and Keith's ear twitched slightly at the touch, a faint sound of pleasure sneaking past
Keith's lips.
"You really do like having your ears petted, huh?" Diego murmured, moving to the right ear
this time.
He applied a little more pressure on this one and got a moan to fall from Keith's lips. A few teasing strokes later, Diego let his hand run down Keith's unclothed back to the tail that was sticking out of a hole cut into the boxers he wore. Softly, Diego slid his hand up and down the fur of Keith's tail. This time a full blown moan escaped Keith and he felt his cock stiffen to attention. Diego noticed it too and smiled to himself. He knew that Keith's ears and tail really were sensitive to the touch and had a very sexual effect on the teen.
"...Would you like to...Move this to the bedroom?" whispered Diego into Keith's ear.
Keith nodded, still blushing, as Diego picked him up and carried him into the bedroom.
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Diego set Keith down onto the bed and began to kiss him, rubbing his ears and tail almost in a teasing way. Keith moaned into the kiss and rubbed his crotch against Diego's leg to let him know he wanted Diego to pay attention to him down there.
"Damn..." panted Diego, feeling just how hard Keith was.
Keith blushed hard and allowed Diego to slide off the boxers he wore. Diego smirked at the sight of Keith fully naked, just for him. He kissed and licked at Keith's neck, gently massaging Keith's cock. Keith moaned and arched his hips slightly. Diego's grip on him was a perfect mix of demanding and caring.
"Tell me what you want me do..." whispered Diego with a gentle nip on Keith's neck.
"S-Suck me..." moaned Keith, pressing against Diego's hand.
Diego smiled and trailed soft kisses down Keith's young, soft teen chest until he reached Keith's crotch. He smirked and kissed the tip of Keith's pre-cum leaking cock. Keith moaned softly and ran his fingers through Diego's short, blonde hair. Diego reacted by taking just the tip in his mouth and slowly sucking on it.
"Diego..." moaned Keith, arching into the mans mouth.
Diego happily took as much of Keith as he could into his mouth, sucking hard. Keith let out a noise of pleasure that he'd never made before. Diego smirked around Keith and very gently scraped his teeth against Keith's cock, earning a whine.
"Please...Do that again..." Keith moaned.
Diego gladly obeyed and scraped his teeth over the length of Keith. Keith knew he was close as Diego began to suck on him harder and moaned louder. Diego's tongue swirled over Keith's tip, not knowing just how sensitive it was. He only realized it when Keith let out a strangled moan, mingled with Diego's name, and came hard into his mouth.
Diego smirked and swallowed it all, loving how salty but sweet it was.
"You taste really good." Diego said, grabbing a bottle of lube from his dresser.
Keith blushed harder than he thought possible at the sight of the bottle and shifted nervously. He knew this was it, he was going to lose his virginity. To a man he had only met about a week before.
"I'll be gentle, don't worry." Diego said when he noticed just how nervous Keith was.
Keith nodded, blushing hard when he realized that Diego was naked. He didn't remember that happening, but loved it anyways. He was finally seeing Diego fully unclothed, cock at attention just for him.
"...You do know how this works, right?" asked Diego.
Keith nodded, blushing hard, "I've watched gay porn before..."
Diego smiled to himself and got some lube on his fingers and warmed it before kissing
Keith to distract him, pressing a finger to Keith's virgin entrance.
"Just remember to relax, it'll help you." Diego whispered into Keith's ear.
Keith obeyed, trying to relax even though he knew that what was about to happen would most likely hurt for a bit. Diego slowly and gently slipped in the first finger, once more kissing Keith as a distraction for the young man. Keith whimpered into the kiss as his body adjusted to the intrusion. He knew that the pain would be worse as they went, but eventually it would lead to just pleasure.
"You ready for another finger?" asked Diego.
Keith nodded, afraid that if he opened his mouth he might make an embarrasing sound of either pain or pleasure. Diego carefully pushed in a second finger, making Keith make a mix of a whimper and moan. Soon, Diego felt that Keith was ready for him and pulled out his fingers. Keith whimpered once more, knowing what was coming next.
"If you want me to stop, just tell me." Diego said, pressing against Keith's entrance.
Keith nodded and bit the pillow as Diego slowly pushed into him for the first time ever.
Diego moaned as he felt how hot and tight Keith was around him and fought the urge to slam into Keith. He knew that Keith wasn't ready for that kind of treatment because this was his first time. A few tears rolled down Keith's cheek as he felt the burning sensation he'd so far only heard about.
Diego kissed him to keep him from thinking of the pain and think only of the pleasure that would soon follow. He let Keith adjust to the size of him until he got a sign that Keith was ready to continue. The burn soon left Keith who wiggled his hips a little to let Diego know to go. Diego caught the sign and slowly began to thrust in and out of Keith. They both moaned with pleasure as Diego thrust carefully.
"You're so tight..." moaned out Diego, thrusting.
"W-Well you're so b-big...!" panted Keith, eyes screwed shut.
Diego smiled, thrusting a little faster and a little harder, loving how Keith felt around him. Keith moaned loudly and started to arch his hips, meeting Diego's each thrust. They were both moaning with pleasure, wanting more. Diego adjusted his hips a little in hopes of finding Keith's spot soon so the younger man could feel further pleasure.
He didn't have to search long because he found it. He knew it becuase Keith let out a loud cry of pleasure and grasped onto him, raking his nails down his back. Diego hit the spot over and over, hoping to bring Keith to his finish by hitting that spot.
"F-Fuck, Keith, I can't hold back much longer..." moaned Diego.
Keith simply moaned in response, knowing he was close too.
"P-Please...Tell me to cum..." begged Keith, having always wanted to be told when to cum.
Diego smirked and whispered into Keith's ear, "Cum for me, Keith."
Keith moaned out Diego's name as he began to cum, tightening around Diego. Diego lost it when he felt Keith tighten, making him feel like the blood suply to his cock would be
destroyed by how tight Keith became.
Diego pulled out afterwards, panting, and lay next to Keith who looked like he was going to fall asleep any second.
"...I love you Keith." Diego said.
Keith blushed hard and smiled sleepily, " I love you too, Diego."
With that he fell asleep in his new-found lovers arm, a smile on his face. Diego fell asleep as well, holding Keith close.
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