Dungeon Date
Adventuring is always a common prospect these days, delving into deeper dungeons and crypts, looking for the next big score or trying to find some treasure in an effort of making a name for yourself. Most adventurers go off solo and more often than not end up cursed with some strange enchantment from days of old, or worse. But not me, I never go alone.
Dungeon delving has been a fun experience with my partner, like a date but more dangerous. Our relationship as a canine and feline had always been the talk of the towns we enter, yet down here, we can be free and open to be what we truly are, lovers.
They said a leopard and a wolf could never make it work, but we did. Dungeon delving had always put us on adventures going across the realm, finding treasures and ancient relics, and sometimes we even have fun in the safer spots.
Today is no different, my sweet wolfy Jax has found news of a crypt of sand as pure as gold that had arisen. Locals said that the entrance to the place opened up sometime within the past days while they were foraging for food.
Most crypts like these that appear from the earth could be due to magic, natural earth movement, and in rare occasions, something important like spirits and demons. But none of those matters, today was our anniversary and Jax had the great idea to see if we can find something special in this tomb, be it to keep or to sell we’ll find out.
The thick jungle lay right next to a scorching desert. The entrance we’re looking for was said to be in between the two biomes, smack dab between wet earth of a humid jungle and dry sands of the desert.
“How far do we have to walk? My paws are killing me!” I say to my partner leaning onto him for support.
“I thought your people were from the jungle love? Don’t this remind you of home?” Jax asks teasingly.
“We both know we grew up together secluded in an orphanage by the city of rings, not inside the actual city, but still at least not a jungle like this” I retort immediately tripping on a large uprooted vine and smacking my face on more wet vines.
“Wow, we haven’t reached the tomb yet and you’re already having fun” I hear as I feel the hardened supple paws of my partner grab my arms.
“Oh yeah? Why don’t you join me?” I playfully pull on the helping paws only for him to trip onto me.
His hot breath ran down my face, our crotches rubbing through our leather breeches. As our eyes met, emotions flooded my system leading me to kiss him then and there.
“What was that for, now we’re both wet” Jax playfully said after returning the kiss, his paws running up and down my head in the heat of the moment.
“Why don’t we forget about the tomb for now and go back to the inn? What do you say?”  My tail playfully wrapping around his leg, and one paw on his crotch.
“I just might take you up on that offer luv” he replies followed by a quick boop to my nose.
Suddenly the earth shook, birds cawed and trees fell. All around us the scenery shifted, rising all around us. Then I realized the trees weren’t rising, we were sinking.
The earthy mud around us began to part, flowing off into some unseen aqueduct revealing white limestone lining the floor. then suddenly the floor below our very feet gave way, dropping us into a dark chamber down below.
“Honey, I can’t see. Where are you?” I shout out into the darkness hoping for a reply.
My question immediately answered by a strong bear hug.
“Oh, there you are, glad we weren’t separated. I wouldn’t have known what I would’ve done had I not found you luv” My lover replies, a hint of a smile on his face from what I could see in the darkness.
“And where is here, exactly? Jax any ideas?” the direness of our situation slowly settling in.
“If I had to make a guess, I’d probably say this is the crypt the town was talking about” his gaze looking up at the hole we just fell through.
“Looks like we can’t leave the way we came. At least we found the place, now to look for the exit” I say grabbing Jax’s arm once more in loving embrace
“Sure, thing luv, I’ll find us an exit” Jax said puffing out his chest in an attempt to reassure me.
And off we went deeper into the crypt, our dark vision giving us a gray outline of the path ahead. A long tunnel lay ahead of us, carvings covered both sides of the tunnel as well as scones and braziers both whose embers have long died out.
“This place seems tame enough, aside from the pitfall. No traps yet” I say jokingly after a few minutes of uneventful walking.
My sense of humor was rewarded by a bright purple rune in the shape of a square lighting up below us. As soon as we saw the light, Jax pushed me out of the way. I may have been saved from whatever the trap was meant to do, but Jax took on the full force of it.
Worried for his safety I quickly rose from where I fell and franticly shouted out his name. Purple smoke had filled the hallway and it took all my effort to try and displace enough smoke to gain a line of sight from where we stood.
Once the smoke had cleared, I saw Jax. And what I saw made me laugh, forgetting about our situation.
Where the trap once lay dormant now stands a large four by four solid glass box with holes on the side. Yet it wasn’t the box the size of a small gelatinous cube that made me laugh, it was the sight of Jax laying naked and bare inside said box.
He was naked as the day he was born, nothing new for me, yet he had been bound inside the box. Shackles had wrapped around his wrists, each binding glowing with purple runes all around its surface. Yet what really piqued my interest was the apparent arousal he felt while trapped.
Standing tall and proud his member stood erect between his spread legs, eager and leaking by the looks of it. The large member that I often took by the mouth or by the ass seemed even bigger when displayed out in the open like this. I kind of like it.
“Quick Astor, get me out of this damned box” Jax pleaded as soon as he saw me. His pleading was accompanied by him trying to struggle in his bindings and abruptly stopping after suddenly yelping as if something stopped him.
“What’s got you shutting up now? You’re often chatty when naked, though not like this” Curious of what happened, I circled the box and had to stifle an even bigger laughter from what I saw.
My lover who had always been the top in our relationship now had his ass cheeks spread by what seemed to be a large hollowed out dildo that had slowly made its way into his ass. By the looks of it a member can be inserted into the dildo from outside the box
“Stop laughing, this isn’t funny” Jax says with hints of embarrassment emphasized by the slow blush forming on his furred face.
“But it is, by the looks of this thing, I can fuck you while you’re in the box. Maybe its time for me to know how it feels to top” I teasingly say slowly removing my armored pants leaving my member out in the open, already half hard from teasing Jax.
As soon as my member had sprung forth from its confines, more purple smoke filled the room as two runes activated both above and below me, another trap.
As soon as the light cleared, I knew something was wrong. I closed my eyes as soon as I knew I couldn’t escape the trap and am now afraid to open them and see what happened. The sound of laughter from my currently trapped partner gave me enough courage to open my eyes. I was fine, I wasn’t trapped nor bound, I was perfectly fine.
That is until I looked down and saw that my member is now covered in a purple glow. The kind of glow that made me feel dread. The glow of a curse.
We’ve seen our fair share of curses and hexes in our day, and often purple meant a demon, or worse, wanton gods of the realm. The only way for curses like this to be dispelled was to find who made the curse, or be able to unlock it with certain key phrases or actions. And more often than not, ancient ruins rarely give up the answer.
My hands immediately flew down to my now flaccid member trying to see what happened, only for them to be stopped by some sort of barrier around my member. It seems this kind of curse forces my member to stay soft, my heart sank at the thought of not getting off again.
“Looks like someone ate their words about being a top” Jax said smirking from his box still laid bare but at least erect.
“Don’t worry, we ought to find an answer deeper in the dungeon, so long as there aren’t any more traps along the way” Jax immediately follows trying to cheer me up.
And with that I went on to push the cube containing my boyfriend deeper into the dungeon. The sounds of his ass getting spread and making him yelp giving me solace, and a bit horny as I began to notice that my member had begun leaking in its now confined state.
After an hour of frustrating pushing, grunting, moaning, and leaking we reached the end of the hallway. All that stood at the center of the dead end was a rod perpendicular to the ground. The rod suspiciously level with the hollow dildo now deep in Jax’s ass.
The trek had left Jax as equally needy as I. sometimes he humped the air in an attempt to get off only for the dildo to make its way deeper into his ass, practically hilting him with no sign of release.
A devious though filled my head making me smirk even in our dire situation. This “date” seemed a bit better than expected if I were to be perfectly honest.
“Jax, I have a guess on how the curses can be lifted and you can get out of the box” I say slowly pushing the box ever closer to the protrusion on the wall.
“If you have a plan, go for it luv, isn’t like I can do much in this state” Jax said still trying to work his ass around the dildo.
“Oh, you’ll love this” and with that I pushed the box fully onto the rod. By the sound of Jax’s moans I’d say it worked.
Jax came all over himself, thick ropes of his virile cum splattered all over himself and his bindings, painting a vague picture of how pent up he is. The sight of my boyfriend taking it up the ass making me as equally horny and needy.
As soon as Jax’s climax died down the box’s top gave way opening all the way enough for me to pull him out, naked and still panting.
“Well, that was fun, but what about this thing?” I say gesturing to my still very hexed penis.
“Don’t worry, some mage is bound to know how to lift that curse, for now let’s get out of here.
Begrudgingly I agree, thinking how we can get back to town without pants or any gold to show for it.