Games Terry slid the blood-red leather jacket from Dik Dik's broad shoulders.
"Y'sure y're OK? Ah mean, he didn't do anythin' to hurt yew, did he?"
The buck wondered for a second whether Terry meant Eskara or Mask. Not that it mattered. He shook his head.
"No. I'm perfectly fine."
Jaeger had seated himself on the bed and was eyeing Dik Dik narrowly.
"Ja, I can see no vounds."
The gazelle-man glowered irritably.
"Please credit me with knowing whether I have been injured or not!"
The Texan chuckled, wrapped his arms around his team-mate's waist and nuzzled his shoulder.
"OK." He glanced significantly at Jaeger, who nodded, rose to his feet, and loped into the bathroom. "We got a present for yew. Kinda. Well, it's kinda for all of us…"
Faintly alarmed, Dik Dik pulled away and turned to face the Texan.
"What is it?"
Terry reached for the lacing at the sides of the tight leather top.
"Y'll see…"A couple of minutes later Jaeger returned, still booted but swathed in a heavy towelling bathrobe. Dik Dik frowned.
"Interesting choice of attire."
The German smirked and reached for the waistband of the red leather trousers. Dik Dik swatted his hands away in exasperation.
"I'm perfectly capable of undressing myself!"
Jaeger's hands returned to his groin as Terry's caught the buck's arms, holding them out of the German's way.
"Ja, I know, but this is so much fun…"
Dik Dik glared over his shoulder into laughing bright blue eyes.
"Let me go!"
"Aww, now, y'know y'don't mean it…"
"Terry…"
The Texan bit his shoulder, raising a shiver, as Jaeger slid the red leather down long legs and off, then reached for the boots. Moments later the gazelle-man was naked: Jaeger grinned up from his kneeling position, then leaned forwards to kiss the pale cock in front of his face. Dik Dik groaned and closed his eyes, leaning his weight back against Terry, who chuckled and nibbled his neck. Jaeger pulled himself to his feet, one hand cupping the buck's groin, fondling and tweaking as Terry reached up to caress a quivering ear.
"What say we git ourselves over t' th' bed? 'less yew got another idee?"
Jaeger grinned and reached into a pocket, pulling out a broad cockring of supple black leather.
"Soon, mein freund. Let us apply this first…"By the time Jaeger had sucked him fully erect, Dik Dik was trembling and in no fit state to fully realise what was happening when the German swiftly strapped the leather around the base of his cock and between his balls. Reaching for his groin to investigate what was causing the unfamiliar sensation, the buck grumbled wordlessly as Terry grabbed his wrists.
"Naw, y'don' wanna do that. Y'wanna come over here…"
Pushing the gazelle-man in the direction of the bed, the Texan glanced at Jaeger, who was slipping off the bathrobe…
Terry's eyes widened. Underneath the German wore a tight and very brief leather thong, with a buckled harness of wide leather straps around his torso. A leather collar - studded with small but sharp steel spikes - nestled against his throat.
"What the heck is that?"
Jaeger smirked.
"You like it?"
"Ah dunno. Ain't never seen nuthin' like that before…"
Jaeger held his hands to the side and turned a slow circle, chuckling at the look of bewilderment on Dik Dik's face. Terry shook his head despairingly - despite the very large bulge tenting his trousers.
"Furriners. Ain't never gonna understand yew…"
Jaeger loped forwards, hands stretched to stroke both fellow-wrestlers' groins.
"You do not need to understand, mein freund - only to enjoy…"
Terry grinned lop-sidedly.
"'Z'at all yew bought?"
"Nein." The German grabbed for the bag on the floor beside the bed. "You are a cowboy, ja? You ride horses?"
"Weel, that was really ma daddy…"
Jaeger lifted a small leather bridle and reins, with a soft rubber bit, from the bag and smiled evilly.
"Vould you like to try riding a gazelle?"
Dik Dik pulled away from Terry, eyes wide with horror.
"I am NOT going to wear THAT!"
Jaeger pouted.
"But leibchen, is only a game. Fur fun. It vill not hurt."
Dik Dik was almost speechless with indignation.
"But… I… that…"
Terry reached a hand over his hip to fondle his bound erection.
"Aww, g'wan… It'll suit yew. Looks good t'me."
"Then you should wear it!"
Terry blinked.
"Say what?"
"I want to see you wearing it."
The Texan stared, then shook his head violently.
"Nuhuh. No way."
Dik Dik smirked and folded his arms across his chest.
"If you won't wear it, then neither will I."
Terry glowered, obviously about to argue, but Jaeger was getting tired of the delay.
"I vill vear it!"
Dik Dik and Terry stared at him.
"You will?"
"If it vill stop you quarreling…"
Dik Dik frowned.
"That's not entirely fair…"
Jaeger shrugged.
"I haf no objection."
"But…"
Jaeger glowered.
"Do you or do you not vish to… play?"
Terry grinned and pressed himself against the gazelle-man's back.
"Ah'm up fer it!"
Dik Dik scowled over his shoulder.
"Yes, I can tell…"
"So what're we waitin' fer?"Even Terry got into the spirit, stripping and pulling on suede chaps (he'd originally worn jeans as well, but Jaeger had insisted on helping him take them off again…) - albeit with some embarrassment. Dik Dik sprawled on the bed, his chin resting in his hands, and watched, bemused as Jaeger took the bit between his teeth and buckled the strap against his cheek, grinning as the Texan ran his gaze over the powerful Teutonic body as if wondering quite how he was going to actually do this…
Dik Dik was somewhat curious about that himself.
"I suppose you get on his back."
"Well heck, yeah! But what do Ah do then?"
The buck blinked.
"What you normally do, I assume."
"But…" Terry eyed his 'mount' nervously. He'd only ever fucked Dik Dik and wasn't at all sure how the German would take to the idea… Jaeger nodded and mumbled something unintelligible around the bit. Terry frowned.
"Say what?"
Jaeger sighed and unbuckled the headpiece.
"I said, ja, das is recht." He straightened up suddenly, eyes widening. "Ach, I nearly forgot…"
He rifled in the bag again, pulling out something the other two didn't recognise. Terry inclined his head.
"What is it? Looks like… a tail?"
Jaeger smirked.
"Ja…"
And Terry watched, eyes wide and cock hardening, as the German wriggled out of the thong, leaned forwards against the bed, reached behind him, and eased the horse-tailed butt plug into his body.
Dik Dik swallowed and slid a hand under his body to his groin, watching as Jaeger buckled on the bridle, handed the reins to Terry then stretched out, feet on the floor, hands on the bed, arse in the air and eyes closing in pleasure as his head rolled back, unruly yellow hair brushing over his shoulders and neck.
It was a deliciously erotic sight. Terry loped to stand beside him, one hand stroking down a smooth muscular flank then twitching the 'tail', muttering a quiet "whoa boy…" as Jaeger jerked towards him. The Texan gazed helplessly at Dik Dik.
"What do Ah do now?"
Licking dry lips, the buck managed,
"Mount him?"
Terry grinned and slid a leg over Jaeger's backside, settling himself on the small of the German's back, groaning silently as the feel of smooth skin under his buttocks aroused him even further. Dik Dik watched breathlessly as the Texan instinctively pulled on the reins, forcing Jaeger's head further back. The German's expression was almost blissful…
Terry reached back, twisting the butt plug slowly, chuckling as Jaeger shivered and whimpered, thrusting his arse even higher. The Texan grinned at Dik Dik.
"Hey, Ah could git t'like this…"
"I don't think Jaeger would complain…" In fact, watching the German's reaction, the buck wondered about trying it himself, regardless of how undignified it might be.
The German was moaning now, arse rocking against the shifting plug, erection twitching in mid air. He reached for his groin - whimpering as Terry yanked back on the reins, pulling him just enough off balance to force him to return his hand to the bed.
"Nuhuh… not 'til Ah say so!"
Glaring over his shoulder as best he could, Jaeger tried again, yelping as the flat of Terry's hand impacted stingingly on his rump.
"Ah said no!"
The German mumbled something around the bit: they couldn't understand what it was but it sounded - pleading. Terry chuckled.
"Well, lookee here! What d'ya want, l'il mustang? Y'gittin' anxious, there?"
The light shifted on bright hair as the German nodded. Terry eased the plug out an inch then thrust it back in sharply - wrapping his legs around the German's waist as Jaeger bucked upright. Terry slapped his arse again.
"Whoa! Settle down boy…" He glanced at Dik Dik. "Take a looksee in that there bag, will'ya? See if there's a crop in there…"
The buck frowned.
"Terry… are you sure that's a good idea? Crops hurt."
"Only if y'hit hard…"
"I don't think…"
"Jest look will'ya? If there ain't one there, he don' want it used."
Which made sense. Hand still clutched to his painfully engorged cock, the buck reached for the bag. Sure enough, there was a crop at the bottom. Wincing, he pulled it out and handed it to his team-mate. Terry eyed it, then swiftly slapped it down against Jaeger's rump.
The German yelped, his cock jumping, and clenched his hands in the duvet. Terry smirked.
"Y'like that? Got plenty more…"Jaeger's backside and thighs were striped with rose-coloured weals by the time Terry slid off his back, pulled out the butt plug, shoved him down onto the bed on his side and rammed into him hard and fast. Jaeger whimpered and reached for his own cock - only to moan as Terry grabbed his wrists, pulled his hands behind his back and tied them there with the slack of the reins.
"Ah said, not 'til Ah say so!"
Jaeger raised his eyes to Dik Dik in mute appeal - but Terry still had the crop handy, and the buck did not want to risk being on the receiving end of the supple instrument. He stroked the German's face apologetically.
"Soon." At least, he hoped it would be soon. For his own sake as much as anything: there had been a dark, dreadful, fearful pleasure in watching Terry and Jaeger, and he was aching with need…
Fiercely aroused as he was, Terry still managed to last for ten minutes before he came, crying out and biting Jaeger's shoulder hard enough to leave teeth marks. Shaking, it took him another couple of minutes to recover sufficiently to untie the German's hands, unbuckle the bridle and ease out of the trembling body. Pulling back slightly he gazed with some dismay at his victim's lower body; over and above the painful-looking weals, his chaps had chafed the German's pale skin, leaving rough, sore looking abrasions behind.
"Aww heck… Ah'm sorry…"
"Does… does not… matter…" Jaeger rubbed at his wrists and jaw, then fixed Dik Dik with intense dark eyes and pounced, grabbing a horn and pushing the buck's chest roughly down onto the bed. Shoving his thighs apart the German thrust into him forcefully, growling in his throat as he pounded the muscular body on its knees below him.
Dik Dik whimpered as Terry gripped his erection and unfastened the cockring, and came almost immediately. The Texan grinned and reached lazily for his ear, fondling the pinna with one hand as the other caressed his slowly re-engorging cock…
Jaeger snarled as he came, hands gripping the buck's hips hard enough to bruise then collapsing over the broad, velvet-pelted back. Dik Dik was quivering, his second climax fast approaching: as Jaeger nipped at the side of his neck he came again, biting back a cry and falling forwards to lie full length on the bed, the German a welcome weight over his back. For long minutes nothing could be heard except loud panting - then Terry rolled onto his back and grinned at his partners.
"Well heck, that was fun! Kin we do it again?"
"Ja…" Jaeger winced as he carefully touched his bruised and abraded buttocks, "but maybe vithout the… lederhose. Or the reitpeitsche."
Terry sat up wearily and struggled out of the chaps, then turned his attention to Jaeger's backside, fingertips gentle between the weals.
"Kin I git y'somethin' fer this?"
Jaeger shook his head.
"Nein. They vill heal quickly." He lifted himself off the buck and flopped onto his side, stroking the pelt between the muscular shoulders. "You are OK, leibchen?"
Dik Dik nodded wordlessly, then twisted onto his back, tail tucked between his buttocks and a hand to each of his partners' shoulders.
"That was…" he paused, pondering appropriate terms. Terry chuckled.
"Amazin'?"
Dik Dik nodded.
"That will do."
Jaeger sighed and kissed the white hand on his shoulder.
"Wunderbar…"
"An' now," announced the Texan, sitting up and grinning, "Ah think we all need somethin' t'eat!"
Dik Dik blinked at him. Where did he get his energy?! Jaeger nodded.
"Ja, I am hungry."
Terry gazed from the drooping gazelle-man to the enervated German with a wry grin.
"Guess Ah'll go git us somethin', then."
Jaeger closed his eyes with a small, tired smile.
"Danke…"
"Vegetarian, please."
The Texan nodded.
"Yeah, Ah know."
Dik Dik watched him dress quickly and efficiently and head out of the room, then turned to nestle against Jaeger. It had been an exhausting day: between being forced into leather, his near-rape, the unnerving - and thrilling, he refused to admit to himself - ride home pressed close enough to Kevin Mask that he could hear the masked man's slow and steady heartbeat, and now this last couple of hours spent in wonderfully debauched… decadence…
He kissed the German's lips tentatively, still unused to the act but happy when Jaeger responded, brushing kisses over his mouth, cheek and eyelids. Strong arms wrapped around his shoulders, fingers running over his pelt.
"Leibchen… vill you tell me vhat happened? Vith Kevin Mask? Und Eskara?"
Dik Dik stifled a sigh and nuzzled the German's neck.
"Maybe one day. Not now."
Jaeger scratched lightly between his horns.
"As you vish…"
The buck snuggled closer, eyes slowly closing. Quite how he'd ended up in this… situation… he wasn't entirely sure - but he was, he decided, quite happy with it.
He stifled a yawn. They might even have time for a quick nap before Terry arrived back with the food…
© 2003 December 19th Joules Taylor
© 2001-2004 WordWrights
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