BtF - Garage

Content Warning: Pseudo-Rape, fighting, fear, rough anal, pinning, musk/armpit fetish, spanking, pred/prey.

 

 

Before the Fall

“Garage”
by beforethefall [Inkbunny] #

 

 

Miyamoto Usagi, famed swordsman, ronin and occasional sell-sword walked down the sidewalk of his upscale subdivision; the sort of subdivision kids from out of town would come to for the full-size candy bars and higher-end treats that weren't often found in poorer neighborhoods. He walked the crowded streets with a proud puff in his chest, hand resting at the hilt of the kendo sword in his belt. Sure, he was a little old to be out trick-or-treating on Halloween night, but at sixteen years old, it wasn't candy he was after tonight. It was a night to let go of old identities and become someone else, at least for a little while. Tonight, he was Usagi, the lead character of his favorite graphic novels, Usagi Yojimbo. He loved the character, and had even been working out and practicing martial arts, so when he was passing groups of kids he was quick to break out martial arts katas, or engage in play sword-fights with plastic-sword wielding little kids, not minding letting them win as he fell back onto grassy lawns between plastic skeletons and carved pumpkins. After all, that just gave him a chance to kip up, and jump away with standing front-flips before running down the sidewalk to leave the kids in awe. He loved the looks on their faces.

Halloween wasn't about candy bars so much anymore, no, now it was a night for unsupervised antics, and the high-schooler rabbit's walk was purposeful; some older friends who had already graduated were throwing a big house party in the next neighborhood over and wanted him to come by. He was headed to the end of a long street by the highway, where a little strip of woods stood between the subdivisions. There was a simple little single-track trail through the woods, beaten smooth by thousands of trips of neighborhood kids walking to or from school, or taking shortcuts between the neighborhoods. During the daytime, it was completely benign, just a little beaten path for a quarter-mile or so, before it spit you out on a similar road at the other end. At night, however, it transformed. The moonlight was shattered by naked branches above into a mosaic-projection of pale light across the forest floor, the path completely covered in leaves that rustled and swished under the rabbit's fabric-wrapped feet as he walked along the path. His ear tried to pivot forward despite being tied atop his head, and Usagi's attention was drawn to a distant sound, he realized why. 

In the distance, he could see three huge figures in the distance. Huge compared to him, at least; rabbits weren't exactly known to be the largest-bodied kids. they were probably older than him, but still a few hundred feet away. Close enough to hear rowdy whoops, cackling, and chatting in gruff voices that told him everything he needed to know.

Hyenas. It's always fucking hyenas.

Lapine instincts gripped him, ever-so-briefly, but he knew better than to act on them. To do so would be impolite, after all. No, keep walking. They have every right to carry on as you do; just because they're predators doesn't mean they're trouble.

As the distance steadily closed, he got close enough to see they were dressed up like a rockabilly trio. Two guys and a girl. No. A specific trio, in rockabilly style. It was Shenzi, Banzai and Ed, from one of his childhood favorite movies, The Lion King. That was actually pretty cool, that three hyenas got together and put together such a good group outfit, and themed even. Six golden-glinting eyes in the dark, as the larger teenagers' walking slowed along with Usagi's, until they were at a standstill. A showdown, across the path, stared down under the reflective glinting of hyena-eyes that struck terror into his core. His heart was already racing, and people who weren't out for trouble wouldn't have stopped this way. They wouldn't be staring him down from twenty feet away, squared-up across the path through the woods. They might as well be in the middle of nowhere. Something in that moment seemed familiar to Usagi.

Usagi abruptly broke right, and disappeared into the woods. He didn't need to look behind himself as he heard the crashing through the undergrowth and the excited, rowdy whoops and shouts and cackling from the trio of hyenas as they broke into chase. They were fast, but he was much, much faster. He gained ground rapidly, though he could hear them breaking to either side of him, with the lead gaining on him as he struggled to climb out of a ravine by the main road. There wasn't much cover for him around here, except for the tiny little gas station with a mechanic shop across the road, and with a hyena's growl right behind him, he bolted across all four lanes of the road under pursuit. Snapping jaws behind, unhinged hyena-cackling at his right, and excited whooping and growls at his left, he smashed into the closed shop's side entrance, the door gave; it was unlocked! He ducked in and braced both hands against the handle of the door, but to no avail. The full weight of Banzai's hulking body slammed it open before Usagi could get it latched, knocking Usagi back and sending him scrambling to keep his footing. 

The rabbit hopped back and quickly glanced around the shop, finding no way out; just a tow truck in the bay, some workbenches and tool cabinets, and a little break area with a worn old couch in the small two-bay garage. He didn't even remember when he grabbed it, but he was already wielding his kendo sword in front of him menacingly at the hyenas that stood between him and the exit.

“Heh, heh. The ronin wants a fight huh?” Banzai growled, as Shenzi and Ed framed him from behind on either side, blocking the entirety of the way out between the wall and the tow truck. “I got this one,” Banzai growled in a low, gruff voice. Something in that moment seemed familiar to Usagi, something that made his stomach flip in his guts, and he gripped his kendo sword a little tighter. It's not a prop anymore, it's his only chance.

Usagi said nothing, brandishing the sword for a brief moment, before he lunged forward, jabbing with its end once at Banzai's stomach, before flipping it around and hauling it over-head in a lightning-quick sweep with so much force he felt light on his toes. The bamboo cracked, loudly, against something solid as it came down, and a bark of pain from Banzai announced its arrival; before a low growl. Banzai had caught it with a forearm, and was quickly bringing it around to grab the kendo sword. Something in that moment, too, seemed familiar to Usagi. Usagi moved to pull the kendo sword away before it could be grabbed, succeeding handily as the hyena's hand swiped at empty air. Banzai rubbed his forearm, grinning a wicked, dark grin in the dim light of the shop, lit only by a few flickering neon signs in the window. The hyena glanced to his right and grabbed a heavy-looking can of grease off a tabletop, throwing it, hard, at the rabbit.

Usagi swiftly realized that his martial arts training, to this point, had been predicated on the fact that his combatant was going to stick to the rules. This was highly unorthodox, and it caught him completely off guard. There was a lame swipe at the can with his kendo sword, which connected, but not enough to keep the can from catching him in the chest and stumbling him just enough for Banzai to close the distance between them. The hyena would've tackled him if not for the wall at his back, but instead, Usagi found himself slammed up against the cinder-block wall bodily, knocking the wind out of him and dazing him briefly. Usagi dropped his kendo sword quickly, avoiding the hyena's vying for control of his limbs, and opted to live up to his name; he grabbed a fistful of the hyena's hair in one hand, and started rabbit-punching the side of Banzai's head rapidly as the other hyenas whooped and cackled a few paces away.

Another bark of pain from the hyena was followed by a wicked growl, and the slam of a hand to Usagi's throat, driving his head back against the cinder block wall hard, stunning him much harder. He felt himself kick, hard, into someone's guts and earned himself a punch to the gut in response, winding him. He started coming back to his senses as he was pinned down with the armrest of the couch digging into his gut, both arms held by a hyena each, Shenzi on his right and Ed on his left, still cackling openly. Usagi could hear Banzai struggling to breathe behind him as the others cackled and laughed.

A moment later, the rabbit yelped as a solid smack of a palm against his ass resounded in the room, and a gruff cackle came from the hyenas.

“You haven't been paying your taxes, Usagi,” Banzai's voice growled behind him, as Usagi heard the hyena undoing his belt. “Heh-heh, heh! How long has it been, Ed?” The other hyena just laughed, deeply in character- cackling away with his hyena-giggles as he pulled on Usagi's arm, playing tug-of-war with Shenzi as they kept the rabbit pinned. Shenzi spoke up.

“Thinkin' it's been at least three or four weeks. Better go with four just to be safe,” she said. Usagi marveled in spite of the situation he was caught in; she had the voice down perfect. They'd been practicing this. There was a snap of leather-on-leather as Banzai folded his belt in half, and Usagi struggled. He tried to shout but it was lost, muffled as his face was smashed into the dirty couch cushion. He struggled, but Banzai had the better of him now, and pulled his costume pants down in back, revealing the rabbit's bare blue-gray furred ass, its white-striped crease framed by the straps of his jockstrap.

The first blow was incredible. The swing of leather through the air whooshed audibly before cracking into his bare ass-fur, sending loose hairs flying into a fine dust as a crack, coupled with a loud cry of pain yelped out through the rabbit's nose. The second was less spirited, but focused low, across the backs of his thighs, that made him yelp all over again. Each blow was punctuated by a trio of hyenas cackling and counting them off. The third blow landed high, just under his tail, and made him hiss and wince as the sting and blooming heat of the thorough lashing began melding together, until a fresh, fourth stripe was struck straight across it all, with the full weight of Banzai's swing behind it, making another crack that echoed in the garage.

Usagi knew he'd not sit right for a few days, after this.

The belt was dropped, and a zip and rustle of fabric followed with a bit more excited cackling from the hyenas, before he heard Banzai spit and the slick sound of saliva being swiped over flesh before there was a thick dome of stiff dick shoved up between his burning ass-cheeks, and Banzai bore weight against his back, digging in with little more than a smear of precum and a mouthful of spit to lubricate the way. It yawned the rabbit's ass wide open and plunged deep, forcing out a reflexive whuff of breath as if it were forced out by the sheer mass of the dick that spiked under his tail and straight through his guts to grind against the arm of the couch through a thin layer of the rabbit's guts, abdominal muscle and fur. He grunted and would've yelped, had Shenzi not handily crammed a shop rag into his mouth to muffle him.

Usagi was simply glad the rag was clean.

Banzai drug his hips back slowly, then shoved back in until his sheath was smashed against Usagi's stretched-taut asshole, a thick spike of hyena-dick pushing a prominent ridge up in his stomach. The hyena leveraged his weight in against Usagi's shoulder, pinning the rabbit tighter as he struggled, pulling at his arms as Shenzi and Ed cackled and pulled harder to keep him prone and defenseless. His head was throbbing from the impact with the cinder block wall, and his cheek was sore from taking a punch - but what was worst was the searing ache of his ass from the spankings, followed by the savage, raw fucking that was being delivered by Banzai.

The hyena built rhythm over the rabbit, growling and drooling on his neck between cackles and low, pleasured groans as he pumped, each stroke burning new in Aaron's ass thanks to the minimal lube coupled with the hyena's massive girth. Usagi dug his teeth into the rag and gritted them, balling his fists up as his muscles burned in protest from his continued struggling, and, eventually, he began to relax as they faltered. The hyenas all cackled out in triumph as Aaron started to relax and eventually went mostly-limp atop the ratty old shop couch, with his face being ground into the dirty cushions in the back of a dingy, dimly-lit mechanic shop. 

Something about this notion stirred Usagi's arousal, though, and soon his jockstrap was tented with a thick-based taper of rabbit cock, straining in the fabric as Shenzi eventually let his wrist go and simply flopped in the corner of the couch in front of the rabbit, pulling his ears to keep him put instead, as Banzai began a savage, deep pumping that clapped his balls off of Usagi's roughly again and again. Ed just kept cackling and harassing the rabbit, tugging on his arm and twisting it up behind his back. Something in that moment seemed familiar to Usagi, as Banzai helpfully grabbed his wrist and twisted it up, between his shoulder-blades and torqued it down, wrist-locking him tight. It hurt. God, did it hurt, desperately; but he wasn't about to give the hyena what he wanted.

Usagi grunted with each forceful jab deep into his guts. He could feel Banzai's dick getting harder, throbbing in the moments between thrusts; it wasn't going to be much longer now. He grunted and gritted his teeth around the rag as the hyena bore more weight down on his back, and used his free hand to grip the rabbit's neck, smashing his face into that dirty couch cushion harder in the heat of it. A steady, rough clapping of hips-to-ass resonated in the shop as the hyenas laughed and cackled, Shenzi taunting him as Banzai huffed and growled and grunted, and Ed cackled away, fading into background noise as the rabbit started to lose focus while Banzai's grip tightened on his neck.

The abrupt shove brought him back to his senses; Usagi was unsure how long it'd been, but the familiar sensation of a male ramming his cock to the hilt under his tail was unmistakable. Fourteen strong throbs lurched through that massive cock and erupted into his guts in rivers of hot, thick hyena cum that clung to his insides like hot glue as the hyena groaned and relaxed, still hilted inside him. He remained pinned to the couch as the hyena's dick throbbed in the latent pulses of fading orgasm, and his own throbbed with desperate need in his jockstrap. The male hyenas ended up gathering the limp rabbit up, and, as Banzai pulled out, he wadded two shop towels up to his gaping asshole, before they sat him on the couch. Banzai and Ed flopped on opposite sides of the rabbit, and Banzai leaned back, putting his feet up on the coffee table and his arms around Shenzi and Usagi both.

Usagi turned, and dug his nose in under Banzai's arm as Banzai turned to make out with Shenzi, and Ed turned on the old TV to see what crappy horror movie was being broadcast. Usagi breathed deeply under Banzai's arm, scenting potent hyena musk and a familiar, spicy deodorant that made his head swoon. He masturbated quietly between the hyenas, shuddering as he came, drawing the interest of Ed who watched, as Usagi pulsed so powerfully he drenched the rag through until it was dripping with his cum. Usagi made a face as he threw the rag into the dirty bin, with the resounding, wet slap of soaked fabric on hard plastic, then began fixing his costume pants back up.

“T-thanks, Dom. You fuckers outdid yourselves this time,” Aaron said, faintly, as he rubbed the sore spot on his head and frowned, spotting a little blood as he checked his fingers afterward. Not much. “Does your boss care that you're using his shop?” the rabbit asked. Banzai broke the kiss with Shenzi and ruffled Aaron's tied-up ears, grinning and giving a quiet heh-heh.

“What he doesn't know ain't gonna hurt him. Don't mention it, dude,” Dom laughed, “You've been avoidin' me, had to remind you why we have our agreement,” the hyena teased. Aaron laughed. “Besides, I wanted Becca' to see what she was missin' out by not lettin' me do 'er in the pooper,” he teased, as the female hyena laughed. A big, hearty hyena-laugh that made Aaron grin, too.

“Gross, dude,” Aaron laughed. “Hey, Donnie; sorry Erin wasn't with me. She wanted to do something with her stupid friends last-minute.” Donnie shrugged and grinned.

“No big, man. She's gonna meet me later at the party anyway. Thanks again for setting us up.” he said, nudging the rabbit's side playfully. “Cool costume, by the way. Usagi Yojimbo, right?”

“Uh, well. Usagi Miyamoto. Usagi Yojimbo just means rabbit bodyguard. But yeah, you got it! You guys look awesome, I didn't even recognize you at first,” Aaron said, as Donnie's phone beep-beep'ed a notification of a new text message.

“You fucking dorks,” Dom laughed, and Becca laughed along with him, before speaking up to Aaron.

“Thanks, dude. Getting these idiots to sit still for makeup was like pulling teeth. But it paid off,” she grinned. “You get a good jizz, little dude?” Aaron just grinned and nodded his head, laughing.

“Guys, the foxes just saw Erin leaving for the party. You guys wanna go get her? Please?” Donnie begged in a comically pleading manner.

“Dude, you're so fucking straight, Donnie. She'll fucking love that,” Aaron laughed as they conspired against his twin sister. “Just don't rough her up so bad. Fuck, my head hurts.”

“Deal,” Dom laughed, and in a flash, the hyenas had gotten up and were rushing out of the garage to set up another ambush, and Aaron found himself scrambling to follow, shutting off the TV on his way.

Candy is for suckers. This is what Halloween is really about.

 

 

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