Liotri adjusted the collar of his shirt, inhaled deeply the fabric to remember the scent of his cologne and increase his confidence, checked his cell phone one last time, and advanced towards the entrance of the club.

The place was one of those dark dens, with slow music, cheap drinks, and visitors who could hardly pass a police check. The ocelot had been told that this half-ruined place was the best place to get an eager vagina or pay for it at a good price. And ... five months without any action makes you stop posing certain dangers in order to bury your cock in whatever and wherever.

The young feline decided to start his night with a light drink, then he would have time to explore the place and the people who roamed in the dark or on the small dance floor. Liotri went to the bar, climbed on one of the stools, and tried to attract the attention of the bartender, a rather fat and scruffy bear, with a greasy dish towel resting on his shoulder, and a half-cleaned glass in his hand. The man was attentively watching television without paying attention to the rest of the world.

"Hey! Excuse me! Can you get me a beer?" Liotri asked, raising his voice and his hand to try to get the bear's attention. 

The bartender approached his new customer, without trying to smile, finished cleaning the glass in his hand, brought it to one of the beer taps, and filled it until the foam overflowed, wetting his whole hand. He slammed the filled and bubbly glass on the wooden bar in front of the feline, and without saying a single word he turned around and continued watching television.

"Thanks!" Liotri shouted, getting no reaction from the other man.

The young ocelot stared at his drink for a moment as a reasonable amount of doubt flooded his head as to how salubrious beer was. The drink was dark ocher in color, looked thick and smelled of urine, looked like a homemade product made by a beginner, or perhaps a chemical weapon discarded by the government.

Liotri shrugged, grabbed the glass, and raised it to his mouth. "Are you sure you want to drink that? I like brave men," said a female voice next to the boy.

The ocelot stopped before taking the first sip, and looked at the girl who had sat next to him, "Is it as terrible as it seems?" the boy asked, smiling.

On the stool adjacent to Liotri sat a beautiful young lizard, with dark green scales reminiscent of jungle leaves, long red hair that fell over one shoulder covering one of her small breasts, her eyes were sparkling brown, a pair of piercings adorned her eyebrows, and full lips, painted red, stood out on her face. She wore a long, almost transparent black dress that allowed him to take a look at what she was wearing under her clothes, delicate underwear with floral embroidery.

"Last week it killed a horse. Well... I don't know if it killed him, but I assure you that guy will never taste another beer in his life," the reptile replied, letting out a chuckle.

Liotri set his glass down on the bar and turned on his stool to turn his attention to the beauty in front of him, "Thanks for the heads up. I wasn't too convinced either, that beer must be some sort of key to wanting to kill yourself," the feline said, letting out a laugh.

"Honey, we all come here to commit suicide in some way or another," the girl said.

"Oh yeah? And what kind of suicide are you looking for?" asked the ocelot, baring his teeth with a grin.

"Well... my boyfriend is a lizard like me, he doesn't like to use a condom but he doesn't want kids either, so he only fucks me from behind. I was looking for an energetic guy who is willing to hang out with me, and who is a different species," the woman explained.

"Wow, I seem to fit all the requirements," said Liotri, approaching the reptile and wrapping his arm around her hip. "Tell me, have you ever felt a barbed cock?" the feline asked without breaking his grin.

"No, never. But a friend told me it works wonders on a tight pussy, and it's been over a year since my boyfriend has used it, so.... you can imagine," the girl replied, caressing the boy's stomach with her hand.

Liotri grabbed the girl's ass and squeezed it with his hand as if he were palpating a ripe, fleshy fruit. Between the feline's legs, his member swelled more and more as he imagined the scaly prize in front of him, and best of all, it would be free!

"You know... I know one of the bouncers, and he could let us through to the closed alley that the club has," the lizard offered, now stroking the boy's noticeable bulge in his pants.

"A dirty alley? We could go to my apartment, it's not too far," said the ocelot, without taking his hands off his prize.

"What can I say? I'm feeling adventurous today. Besides, my boyfriend is waiting for me at the main entrance and... no offense, but I don't think your pretty face will hold up to more than two hits from my boyfriend," the girl explained.

"Are you kidding, honey? I'm the cat with the biggest balls in the whole place. I'm not scared of your boyfriend's scaly ass," Liotri replied, flexing his arm and barely getting a small bulge on his biceps.

The lizard held back a laugh at the ocelot's failed attempt to show off his manhood, then licked her lips and looked at the young man with a lascivious smile, "Hmm...I like brave and daring men," the girl said, showing the feline a small tube the size of her index finger filled with violet powder.

"Oh... and that? Extra fun?" asked Liotri, raising an eyebrow and smiling.

"The last time I was fucked with this, my legs were left shaking for three days," the young woman explained.

"I can already do that without help, but if that's what you want, go ahead, let's try it." replied the ocelot, showing no fear. Liotri had already experimented with some narcotics and aphrodisiacs. Besides, if he was going to fuck a stranger in a dirty alley, it might be interesting to be a little high.

The lizard uncapped the small tube and made a small line of violet powder on her shoulder, and gestured to the boy, inviting him to come closer, "Come here, you have to lick it," the woman explained.

Without a second's hesitation, the feline pounced on the young girl and, with his rough tongue, licked up all the violet powder, rolled it into his mouth and swallowed it. A sparkling sensation, which had already been awakened the moment the substance came in contact with her saliva, now fluttered along the length of his throat, raising his temperature until it settled in his stomach, igniting a fire in his guts that accelerated his heart.

Liotri closed his eyes and coughed violently, squirming on his stool. A scaly hand grabbed the boy's hand and tugged. The ocelot stood up, still without opening his eyes, and tried to follow the lizard as a feeling of dizziness and nausea slowly overtook him. The feline's tongue stung, his hands and soles of his feet felt numb, and his head seemed to slowly twist to the side, making it difficult for him to stand. 

A metal door opened, producing a clanging noise, the cool night wind and a garbage smell flooded the feline's nostrils. The scaly hand that was guiding him detached from him, the boy felt the annoying noise of the metal door again and opened his eyes, trying to keep his composure, weakly steadying himself on the wall of the alley.

In front of the ocelot was a huge lizard, at least two heads taller than him, dressed in tight black clothes that clearly showed his detailed musculature, biceps that were barely contained by the fabric, pecs that looked like they were about to pop his t-shirt, a marked bulge in his crotch, and two worked legs that looked like two steel beams.

The stranger looked at the boy from head to toe and approached him, "What a lean night... I hope a midget like you isn't going to break in the first half hour...it wouldn't be the first time," the lizard said, finishing his words with a grunt.

The man's huge hand fell heavily on Liotri's shoulder and squeezed the boy, "D-Don't touch me!" stammered the feline, having great difficulty pronouncing words.

The man smiled, and slapped the ocelot's face, making him stagger, "You can't even stand up... Although, I prefer it that way, if you weren't drugged I'd have to beat that pretty face with a closed fist until you're calm. Trust me, it's no fun fucking someone unconscious," the lizardman explained, as he pulled off his tight t-shirt.

Liotri took a couple of steps back again, clawing at the wall that was slipping through his fingers like viscous liquid. When the ocelot turned around to try to find the door to his surprise there was only in front of him an infinite wall that seemed to sweat its bricks and cement. The boy tried to reach out his hand to brace himself against whatever it was but his face got there first when a foreign hand pushed him against the wall.

The full weight of the scaly beast was thrown upon the feline, pressing down hard and holding him in place. A thin, wet reptilian tongue descended from the nape of Liotri's neck, moving down his neck until it tickled his chin.

"What a contradiction, you're so soft and my cock is so hard. I hope you're not too stoned to feel it," the lizard hissed, sinking one of his huge hands into the back of the feline's pants to pull them down, just enough to expose his buttocks.

Liotri squirmed, trying to pull his face away from the wall as he felt himself drowning in liquid cement, taking desperate gulps of air every chance he got. The ocelot could feel another wall of muscle leaning against his back, and the scaly skin touching his backside.

"No! Get your hands off me!" the feline shouted.

The reptile unzipped his pants, letting out his long, pointed member. He grabbed one of Liotri's buttocks, pulling it away and exposing a small, tightly closed, dark-skinned hole into which he could barely fit a pinky finger. With his other hand he grasped his long meat tube, and rested the tip over the feline's rear entrance.

"Wow! Looks like no one's stuck anything in there for quite some time, or maybe ever..." said the thug, puffing out his pecs and smiling a huge grin, as his long tongue hung over the side.

"No! Please! No!" cried Liotri again as he felt something touching his anus, as he struggled not to sink against the wall.

The lizard lowered his head a little and released a spit that landed on the tip of his penis, moistening his manhood and the delicate entrance of his victim, "There you go! Special treatment, just because you said please!" replied the huge reptile, letting out a laugh.

"No No No No No No! Wait! UUGH!!! AAAH!" screamed with all his might the feline as he felt a hard, hot spear plunge into his bowels, opening him up so forcibly that a terrible, burning pain seized his mind, mobilizing his lungs to propel ever louder screams as the other man used him.

The reptile held Liotri firmly, one of his huge hands gripping his hips and the other his shoulder, allowing the brutal thrusts that made the little feline's face and chest squirm and thrash.

The ocelot's desperation occupied every fiber of his being. The sensation of drowning in the brick wall as he was mercilessly penetrated for the first time, made the man stretch his arms, blindly clawing, sometimes scratching the scaly hands of his aggressor, who despite the wounds would not release him.

The merciless act lasted an eternity, which stopped at the moment when a powerful and abundant injection of a hot liquid flooded Liotri's guts. That was it, it had happened, a man had knocked him up as if he were a cheap street whore. The feline fell to the floor of the grimy alley as the reptile released him and his penis slipped, already flaccid, from his abused anus. A severe headache would not allow the feline to open his eyes, he could only feel his rapist's seed spurting smoothly from his body, through a swollen, aching hole that could not close.

Liotri heard the zipper of a pair of pants, footsteps walking away, and the sound of a metal door opening, "Thanks for the fun! I hope you remember me, I'm sure your ass will!" taunted the thug before walking away.

The feline lay curled up on the floor, eyes closed and covering his face, as he felt his insides slowly empty of semen, moistening his pants.

The metal door opened again and a group of five men stepped out into the alley. One walked over to a wall, pulled down his pants and began to urinate. The other four stood chatting while smoking and drinking beer, not noticing the ocelot's presence.

Liotri tried to move, but could only let out a groan, his head still spinning from the drug. At that moment, the five men fixed their gaze on the feline.

"I guess it must be a free bar service!" said one wolf, letting out a laugh.

The next thing the feline heard were several zippers of pants opening.