Nocturne 

There is an urban legend among those in one small secluded mountain city. Far from the rail lines and a solid 3 hours from the nearest highways, rumors and legends still seem to dictate some of the life in that area. It wasn’t long after I had just moved into a small rental home that I began to hear whispers from the locals. They mostly ignored me as an outsider, which was understandable. It was a small tight knit community and I didn't belong. I was on a 9 month assignment for a popular magazine for research. The locals didn't care much for tourists and knew my upcoming piece about their town might drive more traffic their way than desired. Probably didn't help being a bear-wolf hybrid either. Still though, they weren't mean, just distant.

I was walking back home one evening when a local shopkeeper stopped me. The seasons were growing colder and the days shorter. My usual after dinner stroll was now flirting with being done after dark. 
“Best to be getting inside before dark, traveler.”
I stopped and looked around, seeing an old silver haired wolf pulling down the shop's front gate.
“Wouldn't want ol’ Nocturne gettin’ ya. Heheheh.” 

Not wanting to seem rude, I walked over to say hi. Introducing myself I was met with a simple but firm handshake from him. 
“I've been hearing that name, but I haven't been able to source it through the papers.” 

“Yeeeah, the papers don't report on demons last I checked,” The old wolf grumbled. “Damn shame after the last guy to disappear too.”

“You don't say?” I quickly pulled out my pocket book and a pen to take notes. 

“I've seen ya ‘round these parts. Rare to see a crossbreed out ‘ere.”

“What of it?” I replied, defensively. Hybrid or “crossbreed” species were something of a minority. While it wasn’t illegal for different species to intermix, a lot of the older generations found it disgusting. 

“Keep y’er pants on younin’ I don't judge. Just sayin’ it's rare that's all.”
There was a brief pause before I inquired about this creature again. 
“Yeah it's been happenin’ since I was just a lad. Some say even longer. The natives even have legends about him. Nocturne.”

“You say he's a demon?” I glanced up periodically but mostly kept to my notebook. 

“Gotta be based on what he does. The thing preys on lone travelers late at night. They say he produces pheromones to paralyze his victims, before he grabs ‘em.”

“And eats them?” I assumed him to say. 

“Eats ‘em? Pfft, one would be so lucky. Nocturne fucks their asses!”

“EXCUSE ME!?” I nearly choked on the air . 

“He's a sex demon. Goes after males mostly. His scent takes over y'er mind. Makes ya strip. Then he breeds y're tailhole until morning light!”

I closed my pocketbook and stepped back from him. Thanking him for the advice I took my leave, quickly walking away.
“What the fuck?” I murmured to myself. “What a crazy old pervert.” 
Returning to my rental home, I decided to call it an early night. Strangely, I was a little shaken from the old wolf's story. Being a journalist I didn't usually scare that easy, but as crazy as the old guy was he sounded sincere. Whatever… It had been a long day. I'd resume my research in the morning. 

… …

Returning to the town's archives the following afternoon I was horrified to hear the old man's tale confirmed. Working at the archives with a young intern who specialized in Native lore. When I had inquired about the old man's tale, he finally confessed that his story was one of many. The young man fished out a stack of newspapers locked away in storage. They were easily 80 years old and beginning to deteriorate. It was clear the papers weren't of any value or maybe they were purposely forgotten. There were dozens of eyewitness testimonies and first hand accounts of survivors. One would usually assume that an urban legend would create conflicting narratives, but every single account was nearly identical. 
While walking alone each victim suddenly felt a strange presence. When they checked around there was nothing they could see. A few more steps and they suddenly felt a warm rush through their body. Each one of them described it like being in a heat or rut. They felt like they were almost burning both with physical heat and also an unbearable arousal. Some sought cover while others unashamedly stripped in the street. Then standing still they heard him approach from behind slowly. 

I had to admit by the time I read that I was getting hard myself. My own natural inclinations were always a little on the wild side. Although I was supposed to be taking notes, I couldn't help but imagine myself in their shoes. That visual alone had my dick unsheathed and pressing against the front of my pants. I continued reading…
The creature was much taller than the average mammal and towered over each victim. His breath tickled their ears as they felt the tip of its growing organ on their backs. Just as I could feel my pants getting wet with precum,chest accounts all trailed off. Most blacked out or their memory became fuzzy. Needless to say I was disappointed. 

Thanking the intern for his help I gathered my things and headed home. It was tough to keep it together as I shuffled off. I figured my bulging pants would have been super obvious. Those stories…did something to me. I knew as I headed back home that I needed to find this creature. Not just for my article, but for my own desires as well. I didn’t quite realize how much I was turned on reading of a dark creature paralyzing his victims and taking advantage of them. Sure it had been awhile since I had a partner, but this was different. It was like the creature's influence was being spread to me just through the stories. 

After returning back home I ran for the shower. I couldn't rip my clothes off fast enough and plunge into the cold water. I looked down at my erection with disgust. It throbbed and twitched leaking precum into the drain. I was usually better at controlling myself than this. What was it about the stories that got me so worked up? Or was it just the volume of them? Knowing so many of the village's residents had taken the cock of some strange creature…For some reason made me want it too. I couldn't explain it. There was just something inside that wanted to know what that felt like. If it was even true at all.

… …

Pulling a gray hoodie over my head, I stepped out into the cool night's air. It was just before midnight and I felt a mix of anxiety and excitement. You might say it was curiosity or perhaps the horny just took over, but I was determined to find this mysterious “Nocturne” for myself. I was here for a job after all and what else could be better than a first hand account from the author, right? 

Looking like a jogger, I headed out into the dimly lit street and began walking. As simple as my attire was, I still stood out. With the local population being purebred my mixed genes made me easy to spot. Being half bear my normally elongated canine muzzle was much shorter. My paws were also rounder and I was a good few inches shorter than my peers. Luckily though I was more wolf where it counted and then some. At full mast my knotted cock was 9 inches. My balls were big and heavy, which often had me buying tighter underwear to keep myself contained. Needless to say I knew a thing or two about monsters. Ironically though I was more of a bottom though, mostly out of necessity. Very few of the guys I'd been with could handle it. 

Turning the corner, I took a side street which winded through a more shadowed line of trees. The town was practically deserted after sundown. Despite knowing my own goals, it was quite peaceful. The cicadas and peeping frogs echoed through the air and my footsteps clopped along in rhythm with them. 

Reaching the tail end of the road’s loop around the far side of town I found myself smirking with confidence that I had debunked the legend. It was just then as I was headed for a streetlight that I felt a sudden rush of warmth through my body. I stopped dead in my tracks. The sudden change in temperature was paired with an eerie silence. The cicadas and frogs both fell quiet, not making a single sound. I looked over my shoulder, but saw nothing. I could feel my heart beginning to race at the uneasiness surrounding me. Was…this it? 

Just before I could speak aloud the name of the creature I suddenly felt a rush through my whole body. I gasped and leapt from the road into the dark forest. My hands shook as I pulled my hoodie and shirt off together, throwing them to the ground. My hands seemed to move on their own down to my waist to untie my shoes, kicking them off and yanking my socks off too. Then I reached for my zipper. 
“Wait, why am I…?” I gasped, still only half in control of myself. It was so strange. I was moving so fast I could hardly process what I was doing. It suddenly felt like I was in the desert. I could feel myself sweating and just needed to get as many layers off as I could to feel cool again. Before I even realized it I had kicked my pants and underwear off as well and now stood completely bare in the darkness. I stood still and panted, still feeling warm. Looking down my jaw dropped to see that I was rock hard. When did I…?

“Mrmph!” A dark voice suddenly reverberated in my ears. It was accompanied by a warm rush of air over my head. 

I was completely frozen in place. I now couldn't move my body if I tried, and all I could do was wait. My heart pounded so hard I could hear the rush of blood in my ears. His breath flowed like lava over my head. It was a thick warmth which enveloped my entire upper body. Then just as I read a warm pointed tip poked at the fur on my lower back. I felt a dribble of liquid escape it, which dripped down around my tail. I gulped, forcing every muscle in my body to try and move. My knees shook but, somehow I managed to turn around to face the creature. 

With wide eyes, Nocturne's body came into my view. He was built like a bull, but had some canine and reptilian features too. He was hairless, but his deep red skin seemed to resemble fur with its mottled appearance. His body was lurched forward, arms out as if ready to grab my sides, and clawed 3 toed feet gripping the ground. It stared at me blankly with red hollow eyes. Then of course my glance pushed down to his obvious erection. 
Out of a tight slit arched a thick, 8 inch, curve. At the edge of the slit were 4 distinct barbs which decorated the folds of his skin. The shaft had not one but TWO knots which were on just the underside of the shaft. The thickness at the lower knot was the widest, then it tapered up to a point at his tip. The whole length was mottled like his body, but was a slightly lighter pink. The entire thing throbbed sending a near constant stream of precum to the ground. It was…the HOTTEST THING EVER!I licked my lips and now more turned on than afraid I finally had the courage to speak.

“You must be Nocturne. You're a big boy h…ACK!” Thinking I was ahead of the game I let my guard down a bit too much. Nocturne grabbed my arms and leapt forward pinning me to the ground. Using a thick tail he had curled up behind him, he lifted my hips and pressed his wet tip against my tailhole and growled. Then not even giving me a second to think, he forced his cock inside me all the way until his second knot. 
“Aaargh!” I screamed, as his hot demon cock spread my tailhole wide. His pointed tip slid right in thanks to the heavy flow of precum. I felt it rocket past my prostate which was quickly followed by his upper knot which sent a jolt of intense pleasure through my entire body. The upper knot was smaller than a standard canine knot but wasn't insignificant. The pressure against my prostate was instantaneous and all at once. My own cock twitched and throbbed, feeling Nocturne's warmth from behind. My arms went limp, having lost all will to resist. I let my head rest on the ground as the beast held my arms to my sides and he began humping aggressively. 

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP 

With each thrust I felt my lower body loosen up. Nocturne growled as he thrust in and out, his upper knot milking me in the process. My mind was filled with swirling thoughts from having proved the existence of the rumored creature. Yet I quickly became lost in the mixture of pleasure and pain from having my tailhole violated by Nocturne's wildcock. 

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP 

He was so big and was thrusting so hard that all I could do was take it. After several minutes of his rough pounding, I felt my tailhole being stretched wider. He growled again and before I could do any more than take a deep breath his lower knot popped inside. 
“AAAGH!” I shouted, my cries lost in the shadows. His lower knot was MASSIVE, I felt it press hard on my prostate which forced me to cum. Despite spraying into the air, it was strictly a release without the normal pairing of an orgasm. It was like peeing, but it was all just my thick pent up cum. This seemed to encourage Nocturne to do even more. He seemed to almost laugh as he pulled his lower knot out then thrusted hard back inside again. 

POP POP

I yelped as he was now forcing the lower knot in and out as well. Not giving me a second to adjust or rest he was now fucking me with both knots and slamming his cock in and out of me as he saw fit. 

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP 

My mind was starting to go blank as Nocturne used my body like a toy. I could hardly feel my legs anymore. Soon the best pleasure was exclusively coming from his thick lower knot. I could hardly feel the tip except for when it was all the way into me. Despite being at his mercy, I was loving every second of it. I'd never had a cock like this before. He was so rough and thick that every thrust was better than the last. I could feel a steady stream oozing from my cock, despite never touching it. 

Then suddenly and without warning, he released my arms and grabbed my hips pulling my body down. Slamming me against himself he let out a dark howl and I felt a blast of heat inside me. I gasped with delight as the rush of hot cum filled my lower body. It was just as unnaturally hot as his breath. It was a burning pleasure which enveloped me like a blanket. I could feel the heat radiating all the way to the tip of my own pulsing member. Breathing heavily I took it all in and looked up at the beast. He smiled at me and pulled out his entire length in one quick yank. I gasped, feeling it escape my gaping hole, which was accompanied by a rush of cool air. Immediately I felt a longing for his warmth inside me again and to my delight that was exactly what he had in mind. 

Flipping me over, he continued holding onto my waist and dropped my body back down onto his cock. To my surprise he was still rock hard like me and he pushed himself back into me. Forgoing the lower knot for now, Nocturne started all over again.

PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP 

My cock was now swaying in the air slapping between my balls and chest. Nocturne used me for a second time, I leaked continuously as he milked me even further. My breathing turned to moans with each thrust. My precum was flung all over my knees, chest, and across the ground. I had never produced such a volume of it before. His very presence was like an aphrodisiac. Just being near him made me feel hot. My moans grew louder as he started teasing me with the second knot. That was all my body needed to finally reach a real climax. I reached behind me, supporting myself by balancing on his sides then in a daze of pure pleasure I felt my cock throb shooting several streams of cum all over the place. I felt my tailhole clench around Nocturne's curved monster. He didn't slow down at all either, leaving my cock to bounce and spray all over me. With my mouth hanging open wide a few spurts even landed on my tongue. I eagerly gulped my own seed down, not wasting its pungent flavor. Tasting my own cum only fueled my arousal even more and without thinking I began begging for more.

“Fuck yeah! Knot me you son of a bitch!”

Nocturne growled and added his lower knot to his fast, powerful, and violent thrusts. Now once again taking his whole cock I shivered furiously being forced into a second orgasm immediately. Despite having just sprayed more cum than I thought I had in me, somehow another full load escaped my body. It was so wild. Never had I felt so good in my life. Riding the waves of pleasure from crest to crest, Nocturne continued ravaging me. Then just as I felt myself relax slightly he shot another few hot streams inside me. I could feel his seed pool around his cock and seep out around it. There was too much for my little tailhole to handle. Eventually he released me, letting his cock pop out as I fell. I fell onto my hands and knees barely able to hold myself up. My legs quivering as I panted heavily. 

As I tried to catch my breath I felt Nocturne crawl over me and position himself at my tailhole a third time. Looking up over my shoulder I saw him with his mouth hanging open revealing a long flat tongue. His tongue licked my back…up my neck…then slipped into my muzzle where his saliva mixed with my own. The second our tongues touched I felt a rush of energy. His touch seemed to reinvigorate me, allowing me to hold myself up and keep going. After his tongue slicked back into his mouth, he bucked his hips forward pushing his entire cock back inside me to the hilt. 

“AAAAGH!” I groaned as he began pumping a third time, giving me no break at all. My mind was beginning to go blank. He not only wasn't stopping but wasn't slowing down either. He even sped up a few times now knowing my hole was loose enough for it. My own dick couldn't stay fully hard anymore, but it still dripped constantly. With every thrust I could feel the barbs along Nocturne's slit poking at my balls. They seemed to be encouraging me to produce even more cum as they were poked and prodded. 

While I couldn't smell the scent I had read about, I guessed it was more of a pheromone reaction to his presence. My body was at its limit but I still wanted more. After several rough minutes he finished inside me a third time but didn't bother pulling out. Instead he kept thrusting straight into round 4. 
The beast continued like that until I lost count of how many rounds it had been. As I grew tired he'd pass along more strength to me with another kiss. After every two or three loads he filled me with he'd change our position. He held me up, pinned me down, nailed me against a tree…and every time his cum was ample, hot, and filled me to the brim. I would occasionally get hard every few rounds and be pushed through another mind bending orgasm, but I ran out of cum and could only shoot clear as the night pressed on. 

While I never blacked out everything became fuzzy as the beast never let up. I couldn't feel anything besides pleasure for hours. It just never stopped. My body was wrecked with pleasure, filled with the demon's hot cum, and barely hanging on to my sanity. My body kept experiencing climax after climax, each one just as intense as the last. It lasted for hours. All night in fact. Then just as the first ray of sun peeked through the trees he finally pulled out one last time. I collapsed on the ground in exhaustion. My tailhole was finally free from Nocturne's double knotted cock. Laying in a pool of our mixed cum, I quickly fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

… …

I awoke sometime in the late afternoon. My body was nearly glued to the ground as the ample cum had since dried. At first I wondered if it was all a dream, until I tried standing. I could barely push myself up and I felt a soreness in my tailhole that was unmistakable. Gathering my clothes I got dressed and being sure I wasn't seen headed home. The entire walk back I was recounting the night in my head which only proved to get me rock hard by the time I reached the front door. 
Stepping inside I immediately stripped myself bare and laid on the floor. My right hand went straight for my throbbing 9 inches. I squeezed below my knot, forcing myself to start oozing precum which I used for lube to stoke myself. With my left hand I reached under my tail and with two digits began fingering myself. There was plenty of Nocturne's cum still inside me from the night before which made it easy to find that special spot. The second my fingers touched my prostate I nearly came. I was instantly taken back to the feeling of having the beast's monster cock slamming into me. It had only been one night and I was already addicted. It only took me a minute before I came, but it was so short lived I felt almost nothing in terms of relief. The way Nocturne bred me so mercilessly was a pleasure unmatched by my own hand now. I knew right then and there that I had to have him again. That pleasure was the best night of my life and I couldn't live without it now.  

Over the following months I began taking my midnight walk every few days. I didn’t always find him (or rather he didn't find me), but when he did it was everything I needed and more. He would breed me hard and fast. Forcing every drop of cum from me. Milking every squirt out with his thick knots. After the third night I let him take me, I no longer let my mind go fuzzy. I stayed alert and conscious for every round of the wild night. 

When the time came for my research period to end, I simply mailed my article to the magazine alongside my resignation letter. I wrote of an unremarkable small town with an unfounded urban legend. Like most folktales it was nearly a means to keep children at home after dark to avoid trouble. With my article published about the quiet town, not a single tourist ever showed up. Extending my lease I remained in the town for the rest of my days. After I settled down the townspeople warmed up to me and welcomed me with open arms. While some remarked how few Nocturne sightings there were since I arrived, none questioned beyond that. I think they were happy to not be looking over their shoulders all the time. 
As for me, my routine was simple. 4 days a week I worked a merger job at the library. The remaining 3 were my nights with the beast. Wearing loose fitting workout clothes I walked the dark streets until the burning arousal overcame me. Finding a place to hide, I stripped and presented my tail for Nocturne's desires. He would breed me for hours, until I was overflowing with his hot demon cum and I loved every second of it.