This is a story made for James Corck. It involves two males having hot sex, bondage, paw loving, tickle torture, and stretching. If you don’t like any of that, stop reading. This is for him.

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	 James stormy night.

	The house rumbled from another roll of thunder, and James sighed. He was bored. Earlier this morning, it started raining. It was coming down far too hard for him to risk going to a friend’s house. He decided to try watching some TV, but the storm knocked the reception out, making his TV show nothing but static. He went to call a friend to at least talk to someone, but the storm also knocked out the phones. We find James sitting in his chair wearing only a pair of sweatpants, not bothering to put on underpants, a fire in his fireplace, and reading a book to the light of his electric lamp. 

	James sighed as he was reading, even though this was boring, it was still better then sulking as the storm went on. Suddenly, a very close flash of lightning and roar of thunder shook his house again. This made James jump and the lights in his house flickered before going out, the only light left in his house being the fire in the fireplace. James rolled his eyes.

	“Of course...” he mumbled to himself. He could still see, but not well enough for him to see the words in his book. He put the bookmark on the page he was reading and set the book on the stand next to him, giving another sigh. Fortunately, he had a basic analog clock on the wall that ran on batteries. The time said about 10:15 at night. James shrugged and stretched. It would be better to go to bed then to just stay up, maybe in the morning, the storm would be over and he could visit a friend or two. James stood up and stretched before he heard a loud knocking at the door.

	“Who could it be at this time... and in this storm?” he said to himself. He walked to his door and looked out the peek hole, but he didn’t see anything. He kept looking for a bit, but still couldn’t see anything. Thinking he was just over tired, he turned away from the door and began walking to him room before there was the loud knocking again, making him jump. “Who’s there?!” he shouted, now a little scared. He looked out the peek hole, and again, didn’t see anything. Finally, he unlocked his front door and opened it before reaching and opening the screen door to look into the thick rain. The rain was coming down so hard that it actually hurt to be in it, and it was ice cold. The visibility was also nearly impossible to see anything past about 10 feet. James looked back and forth, shivering a little from the cold, but still didn’t see anything...

	“What the...” he said as he saw the shape of a figure walking towards him. Something standing on two legs and walking at a slow pace. He could barely make out the outline of a tail swaying back and forth behind the figure as it walked closer, starting to get into a more visible range. 

	“Are you the one who was knocking at my door?” James called out to the figure. As soon as he did, the figure stopped moving and there was a soft rumble, like distant thunder. Before James could say anything more, the figure suddenly dashed towards him at blinding speed. James couldn’t shut the door, there was no time. He saw a flash of gold in his vision and a sharp pain in his forehead before everything went black.

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	James slowly began to wake. He could still hear the rain, but it was outside... Which meant he was inside. He could hear the cracking of the fireplace, as well as the warmth it gave off. He could also feel that he was laying down on the floor. He groggily opened his eyes and found himself staring at the ceiling. He looked around a little. He could see his front door was shut and locked and that the fireplace was on his left, only about 4 feet away from him. Did he just fall asleep and roll onto the floor? Maybe he hit is head when he tumbled out of his chair and that was why his head hurt... But upon looking down his body, he found his sweatpants were missing and nowhere in sight, thus leaving him naked. He went to get up, but soon found his hands were tied behind his back. His panic began to set in. Perhaps someone was going to rob his house! But why would they take his pants off? Maybe they were going to rape him! But... again, why take his pants off and leave him? He was distracted when he heard the low rumble that the shadow figure from before made, but it was much louder and was coming from behind him... He twisted his head to see that the figure, was in fact, in his house. It was standing in a corner, shaded in the shadows. The only things James could make out in the fire light were the wet puddle it had made as it dripped dry on his floor, a golden shiny... thing... glove possibly, that looked to be on it’s right hand, and lastly, he could see it’s eyes; blood red and staring right back at him.

	“So, you’re awake finally.” the figure said in a deep male voice. He then slowly walked out of the shadows and into the firelight, a dinosaur type of anthro. His coloring was unique, the pattern of tiger stripes over his body, but the orange was replaced with a deep blue. James soon found that the reason he could tell this was because the figure was completely naked, not a single bit of clothing on him, with the exception seeming to be the golden glove on his right hand. James couldn’t stop but look over his body again and again. Something about his colors was very attractive and he couldn’t stop himself from looking in between the stranger’s legs. Part of him was disappointed when he didn’t see anything, just a slit between his legs, but it set him on the path of thinking he needed.

	“You... What do you want from me? Who are you? Why are you here?!” James finally blurted out. The stranger gave a small chuckle and slowly walked along the floor next to James, giving James a show of his muscular legs moving, the muscles under the skin rippling softly. James almost made a noise as he eyed the stranger’s butt and muscular tail, both firm and fairly toned. Soon the stranger was standing near James’ feet and turned to face him.

	“My name is Thunder.” he replied in a cool tone. “I am the essence of thunderstorms incarnate. I am also the guardian and user of vibrations.” to accentuate that last point, he pointed his golden hand at the front door. James could hear a low hum before he heard the same hard knocking as before on his door. 

	“So... That’s why I heard the knocking, but you were so far away.” James said softly. Thunder only nodded before continuing.

	“I am here because I choose to be. No force could command me to be here.” he said, looking directly into James’ eyes. “I’m here, as you guessed, because I want something from you.” James swallowed hard, but was cut off before he could even speak. “That something I want, is your body for this night.” James’ blood ran cold at that remark. Was this elemental going to rob his body for the night? Thunder saw the worry in James’ eyes, as well as heard the chattering of his teeth, before smiling. “You silly fool.” he said, almost laughing before he gently placed one foot on James’ crotch, gently wiggling his three toes into James’ cock and balls, his foot still cool and wet from the rain. It was enough to shock James out of his fear and utter a soft whimper, though the claws worried him, especially the long hook claw on Thunder’s big toe. “I’ll put it into a phrase you understand so well.” he said, applying a little more pressure on James’ cock. “I am going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.” He said with a large sharp toothed grin.

	This made James’ cock jump, betraying his other feelings of being used. “N-no! I won’t let you!.” he shouted. “You broke into my house, knocked me out, and now you think you’re going to rape me?!” he shouted, almost enraged. He started to sit up, but was soon stopped as Thunder moved his foot off of James’ crotch and placed it in the middle of his chest, applying pressure and forcing him roughly onto his back.

	“You don’t have much of a choice, my little cockslut.” he said with a more firm expression and slightly narrow eyes. “The only choice you do have is to cater to my every whim... And if you’re good enough, maybe I’ll let you go.” he said with a smirk. James was about to protest again, but felt those claws slightly pricking his chest and swallowed hard. He soon stopped wiggling and just looked up at Thunder. “Good little pet.” Thunder then moved and grabbed something from behind James’ chair, another rope, the same kind he used to tie James’ hands behind his back. Very quickly, he tied James’ ankles together, preventing his legs from being able to do much. When he made sure the bonds were good and tight, but not too tight to restrict blood flow, Thunder then crawled down to all fours. He slinked slowly up to James’s face and smirked at him. “This will be fun.” he said softly before standing again. “So, first, you will take care of THIS.” Thunder said, placing the foot he had placed on James’ crotch and chest and now placing it on his face. “Lick.” Thunder said simply.

	James’ shivered. He loved feet, all kinds of feet, but this was his captor! Still... He wanted to get out of this whole situation... and James DID love feet. First he took a deep smell, quite easy since the toes were on his nose anyway. Thunder smelled of rain, mostly, and a little bit of musk that had to be from when it was on his own crotch. He decided not to dally any longer and gently stuck his tongue out, licking and caressing the main foot pad, letting his tongue run along the curves and edges, noting that his feet too tasted like the freshest water, the kind that you can’t stop drinking until you get a brain freeze. Although James didn’t want to admit it, he was starting to like this a lot, his arousal kicking in a bit stronger and making his cock start to swell up. He moved his tongue higher, gently licking between the three toes and even gently along Thunder’s sharp claws.

	“Mmm, that’s a good little pawslut.” Thunder commented as he watched and felt this display, quite enjoying himself as he did so. However, he noticed something on James’ body thanks to the light of the fire making it glimmer. He pulled his foot away from James’ face and he had to hold a chuckle when James groaned at not having the foot anymore. Thunder looked down at James’ now fully hard cock, smiling at it as he noticed the bit of jewelry on it. “Heh, what’s this? My little pet has a Prince Albert?” he said as he leaned down and gently hooked it with one of the claws on his hands and gave it a very soft tug. “Heh, you really ARE a slut, aren’t you.” Thunder said, but almost jokingly, letting the ring slip from his claw before he once again got onto all fours next to James. “And it looks like you need some oh so bad attention or your cock might burst...” he teased and James whimpered in reply. Thunder then reached up on his head and plucked one of his feathers out, one that had, by now, completely dried. He then held it near James’ face and twirled it between two fingers and just smirked at him before he gently rubbed it against James’ cheek, making James jump a little. Thunder wanted to up the ante a little more and see how badly he could get James to wriggle, so he began brushing the feather in between his neck and his shoulder, right in his collar. James wriggled more fiercely and tried to hold back a giggle.

	“Oooh, ticklish, are we?” Thunder teased as he gently dragged the feather around James’ neck, the soft and horribly tickling sensation making James writhe harder and giggle softly.

	“S-stop!” James said in between giggles, the fear he harbored of his assailant was gone and replaced with the type of thrill he got when he was willingly tied up and had similar pleasant tortures done to him.

	“I don’t think so, my sweet Slut.” he said as he trailed the feather lower, brushing the tip along James’ nipples in slow and deliberate circles, gently sliding it along his toned chest before circling the other nipple, and going back and forth between them. James now uttered a soft giggling moan as the sensitive sensation of being tickled combined with the pleasing sensation of his nipples being played with. The moaning nearly turned into shrieks of laughter as James jumped when he felt the feather run along his belly, making his muscles quiver from the sensitive touch. “Oooh, look at that... Your belly looks like it’s having fun.” Thunder teased again as he gently trailed the feather along James’ belly, gently circling and then dipping it into his bellybutton before slowly trailing to what his real target was when he started this. Thunder looked at James’ fully erret cock and smirked as he saw that a few drops of James’ pre had escapes and rolled down his cock. “My my, someone likes ticking more then I thought.” Thunder said before he gently trailed the base of James’ cock with the tip of the feather, gently running it lower over James’ balls before trailing back up along the bottom of his cock, the action making James’ hips thrust into the air, his cock throbbing a bit and spurting a fair amount of pre into the air before it landed on his belly. Once that happened, James noticed that there was no longer any sensation on his crotch and he turned towards Thunder, now with pleading eyes, seeing Thunder keeping the feather away from James.

	“P-please! M-more!” he said, a desperate need in his voice for SOMETHING to help him cum. Thunder tossed the feather aside and stood up with a seemingly bored expression on his face.

	“Nah, I think I’m done, my little slut. You can go.” he said to James as he got up and undid the straps on his ankles, then reached under him and released his arms. “I’m done with you.” he said coldly, but James just whimpered. 

	“N-no! I want more!” James pleaded. Thunder turned and looked down at the Lugia morph. 

	“Tell me you want it.” Thunder said in a commanding tone. “Tell me you wanna get fucked.” James replied by rolling over onto his hands and knees, lifting his tail up in the air, whimpering again. Thunder looked a little closer and spied the tattoo on the base of James’ tail that read ’Entrance Here’ with an arrow pointing down to his tail hole. This made Thunder smile. “All right, my sweet slut... but I want you to get me nice and wet first.” James nodded in anticipation as Thunder walked around in front of him.  What he saw next, he wasn’t sure if he was happy to see or scared as two side by side, ball-less cocks pointed at him, both rather long and thick. “Get sucking, you little slut, or I’ll ride your ass dry.” he warned, a little more lightness in his voice then before.

	“Yes!” James squeaked as he grasped one cock in each hand, gently jerking them, feeling the heat in them. He leaned his head to the cock on his left and gave the tip a lick before soon sucking it into his mouth, quickly downing as much as he could into his mouth and some ways into his throat before gently pulling back and turning to  the other cock, doing exactly the same as he licked the head and took nearly the entire thing into him. He kept this up for a little bit, Thunder gently grumbling pleased sighs above him before Thunder grabbed James’ head. 

	“Take them BOTH.” he commanded. James swallowed before nodding and placing both of the cocks side by side and holding them together. He hesitated for a moment before he opened his mouth and squeezed both heads into his mouth. This was a little harder to do, not used to taking something so wide. He worked slowly and carefully, trying not to nick either of the cocks with his teeth. He could only get them to just the back of his mouth before he had trouble, then he pulled back, moving only a couple of inches as he gently licked the heads, making Thunder groan with approval as he pumped his head back and forth. James smiled to himself on the inside as he worked these tools. He also could hardly believe himself, his “rapist” came here and brought him to the peak of excitement before letting him go, and now he had begged this person to stay so that he could get fucked by him. A thick splash of pre fluid in his mouth broke his thoughts as Thunder grunted and both of his cocks flexed. James nearly coughed, but he swallowed the thick gift down before the rods were pulled from his mouth.

	“That’s enough, my cock slut. Now, where do you want them?” he said, smirking as he grasped one cock in each hand and waggled them in front of James’ face.

	“My ass... FUCK MY ASS!” James cried out, not wanting to play anymore as he returned to all fours and turned his ass towards Thunder, wagging it back and forth.

	“THAT’S my slut!” Thunder growled with approval as he eyed the arrow and the sign of invitation. He grabbed both cocks and pressed both of the heads against James’ pucker, making him both moan and go wide eyed at the feeling of something so wide trying to stretch his ass. It didn’t seem to be going anywhere, but Thunder kept pressing forward and James wanted it so badly, he kept pressing back.

	With a wet “SCHLORP”, the dual cocks suddenly sunk halfway into James’ ass, making him quiver and Thunder growl with delight. 

	“Mmm, you got a nice ass.” he said as he moved forward, sliding his cocks deeper into his ass until he finally hilted inside of James.

	“Ohhhhhh... And you have such nice cocks...” James moaned out as he felt his ass getting stretched out, his cock jumping hard and splashing the floor with another splash of pre fluid. Thunder stayed hilted inside of James for a bit before he began to pull back, moving them about halfway out before thrusting back in, making James yelp softly, followed by moaning. Thunder thrust like this a few more times before he suddenly stopped and started moving. He placed a foot on each of James’ butt cheeks and leaned over him, perched fully on James with his cocks buried deep in him. James didn’t know what to think until Thunder leaned over and gently bit the back of his neck, making James quiver again before Thunder pulled nearly all the way out and thrust all the way back in, slapping his ass as his hips hilted again. James nearly screamed as he felt that before Thunder did it again, and again.

	“Yeah... My tight little slut!” Thunder growled at him as he kept biting his neck, thrusting faster and faster as he kept up his hard reaming of James’ bowels, making his body rock back and forth with the force of the thrusts.

	“Ah ah ah AH AH!” James screamed. “I’m gonna cum!”

	“Yeah, cum for me you bitch!” Thunder growled loudly before he slammed deeply into him one... two... three time, then hilted in him, roaring out a rumble of thunder as his cocks throbbed and jumped at the same time before pouring out their thick and heavy gift into James ass. 

	James’ entire body went stiff as he felt the thick hot gift spill into him, making his belly bloat a bit as his entire frame shivered, his own cock twitching madly as he painted the floor with his cum before he slumped forward into the floor and passed out.

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	James awoke to the heat of the fireplace again, but this time he sat up quickly, or at least he would have if his belly wasn’t swollen up so much. He felt his ass ache a little from the pounding he got and smiled at knowing it was not a dream. He looked along the floor and his body and found not even a single stain of either of their climaxes.

	“Don’t worry, I cleaned up our messes, James.” Thunder said as he walked out of the shadows again, smiling at him.

	“How... Do you know my name?” James asked, realizing this was the first time Thunder had used his real name.

	“I’ve always KNOWN it, since I’ve been watching you.” he said with a smile. “As I said, I am an elemental and wanted a night with you and your body. I think you quite enjoyed it.” he said with his classic smirk as he walked towards the door. 

	“Wait... Will I ever see you again?” James asked.

	“Heh, you’ve met me before, you just never knew it. I AM the storms, I AM the sound of Thunder. I will be around every time the storm is near.” he said with an honest smile. “But if you mean like this, it’s always a possibility.” he said as he opened the front doors, the rain not nearly as heavy. “Take care of yourself and live life to the best.” 

	“Okay.” James said with a smile. “You take care too. I... had a lot of fun.” he said with a blush. Thunder smiled one last time before he raced out into the storm. James saw a bolt of lightning strike Thunder, and in that silent flash, Thunder was gone and all the electricity was suddenly restored in his house.

	James shook his head and chuckled. “You ass.” he said, playfully.

END!

	I hope you like, James! I’m sorry it took so long!