Pegged to Defeat (Patreon)

The big leagues were on the horizon and there were only three weeks left for them to prepare. The Seattle Shields were on a winning streak, and they were determined to keep it that way. It was the summer championships of the Ultimate Mating League or UML for short. And while the stakes were high, two of the team’s star athletes didn’t seem to be too stressed about it.

Alex, a tiger, the team’s star defender, and Tak, a raccoon, the team’s star Striker, both were just casually running laps around the two rings that were in their team’s home arena. A daily warmup routine for the two whenever they were taking part in the league.

“Huuhhhahhh… Fuck…. Alex… How are you able to run that many laps without even breaking a sweat?” the raccoon panted heavily as the two came to a stop after completing their laps. Tak bent over and put his hands on his knees as he caught his breath, but he looked up at his tigress teammate who seemingly didn’t need to catch her breath at all. She never seemed tired from running, how was that even possible? He was puzzled.

Alex chuckled as she came to a stop and wiped what little sweat she had on her forehead off with the back of her wrists. Her sweat made the back of her dark blue fingerless gloves darken slightly. “Maybe I’m just more built for running than you are,” the tigress smiled. “Or, you really need to run with me more often, even when we aren’t doing any tournaments.” She chuckled more as she grabbed her water bottle from one of the benches that they had stopped at.

“I do run, just not that… Fast…” Tak panted more before he stood up straight and joined Alex at the bench and grabbing his own bottle of water.

After taking a small swig of her water, Alex looked at Tak and raised a brow. “You don’t have to keep up with me, you know, you can run at any pace you want.” She shrugged her shoulders.

The raccoon nodded his head slowly in between small sips of water, “I know, but that’ll make me look bad… It’ll make me look weaker, can’t have that…” he took another thirsty sip of his water before letting out a refreshed sigh.

A nice thing about being part of a UML team was the uniforms; cropped tank tops, fingerless gloves, arm warmers, knee and elbow guards, thigh-high socks, and open-toe boots. No pants, to aid with the ease of access to the dick, pussy, and ass that were an integral part of the sport of fucking. It helped keep the athletes cool, too, especially after a running warmup like the one they just did. Alex with her pussy out, and Tak with his dick and balls out. There were a lot worse uniforms they could be in!

The raccoon’s breathing calmed down once he sat down on the bench and rested his elbows on his knees. His dick and balls flopped down on the bench almost mimicking his pose and posture completely. Alex caught this and let out a small chuckle. “Sure…” the tigress took another sip of her water, this time a much bigger one to replenish more water that she had lost during her run. “Even though there isn’t anyone here to watch, you’re worried about looking weaker to the team, pfft. Are you sure you’re not just trying to impress me?” Alex teased and stuck her tongue out at her teammate.

Tak looked at the floor for a few seconds after he sat down, but brought his gaze back up to meet Alex’s when he heard her chuckle. “Hah, I don’t need to impress you,” the ringtail smiled. “I already do that in the ring! I am the stronger one between us, just can’t run as fast as you do, that’s all.” He raised a brow at the tigress before he began to waggle both of them at her.

“Hah, we’ll see about that!” Alex rolled her eyes. “Did you read the training schedule for today?” She set her water bottle down and crouched down in front of the bench to grab her training bag from underneath it. Tak watched her and shook his head, “Nope, I totally forgot, you don’t happen to have a copy with you, do you?” Before he could even take a breath after his sentence, the gloved hand of the tigress handed him a clipboard with a piece of paper attached to it. He took it, “Thanks,” and gave it a gloss over to try and find his and Alex’s names in the printed table with the names of all the members of their league team. It didn’t take too long since they were the star players, their names were at the top. The raccoon couldn’t help but take a peek at what the other teammates would be up to today, however.

“Are you kidding me? Jess and Danny get to go to the Space Needle? What the hell does that have to do with training?” the raccoon complained.

Alex chuckled as she went through her bag and pulled out a towel to press her face into for a couple of seconds to seep up the sweat that had built up in her fur. “A bit of a break from training is said to be healthy,” she said, muffled by the towel against her face. After a few quick dabs, she tossed the towel back into her bag and looked at the raccoon as he looked angrily at their training schedule. “Check out what we have on the agenda,” Alex said with a bit of a grin spreading over her face that she did her best to try and hide. Once she realized she was doing a poor job, she went back to looking through her bag.

“Alex, striker training, and Tak, defender training. Huh, do you think that’s a mistake? Why would you be doing striker training?” The raccoon furrowed his brows and stared at the clipboard for a few seconds before he moved it out of the way to look at the tigress.

When the clipboard was out of his field of vision, he was met with his tigress training partner grinning very, very wide and holding a strap-on toy in her hands. Black leather straps, and a purple synthetic dick attached to it, similar in shade to the raccoon’s purple, even! The frighteningly fanged feline held the strap-on up proudly and her grin only continued to grow wider and wider.

Tak went wide-eyed and for a moment, he panicked. He had never seen Alex grin like that before, and for some reason, today, those fangs of hers looked extra scary. He gulped audibly and leaned back just a little bit instinctively.

“Nope! I don’t think it was a mistake.” The tigress waggled her brows and waved the strap-on left and right. The raccoon’s green eyes followed it as it reflected the light of the arena they were in on its shiny surface and he gulped again.

“But I’m supposed to be the striker?” he said, his nervousness framing his words into a question.

The tiger started laughing when she heard the raccoon’s nervous words. “Oh, yes, you are, but we have to be a bit… Flexible, right? In case one of us can’t perform, maybe someone has to substitute on the opposite side.” Alex winked and continued to wave that damned strap-on in the air. It didn’t help that it was pretty big and impressively girthy either; nine inches long and four inches in diameter. “C’mon, we both know you’re a bit of a switch, let’s just get this training over with so the cap doesn’t yell at us for not following the schedule,” she added with a shrug, but her grin wasn’t going anywhere.

Tak gripped the edges of the bench and lightly scratched the wood with his nails. A red blush appeared on his cheeks and he tried to look away but he couldn’t do much to avoid someone who was directly in front of him. His dick between his legs also began to twitch, so that didn’t help argue his case either.

“Fine, but I get to control the pace, okay?” Tak turned to look at Alex with a slightly grumpy expression and huffed.

“Sure,” Alex chuckled before she stood up and quickly began wrapping the straps on her synthetic dick around her waist and thighs. She was done quick, too. Someone was a little bit excited to get it “over with” that was for sure.

Tak stood up from the bench and hopped into the ring that was across from them. He slipped under the top rope and made his way to the center to wait for his partner who was following right behind him. Alex grabbed a bottle of lube before she got into the ring and tossed the bottle of clear liquid at the raccoon. “Catch!” Tak snatched the bottle from the mercy of gravity and popped the lid open with his thumb before he gestured for Alex to get into position.

“Cowgirl?” Alex asked as she walked to the center of the ring, her newly attached cock module swaying left and right with her hips.

“Yes…” Tak said. “I’ll lead, so get down.”

Alex sat down on the floor of the ring, leaned back, and stretched her legs out until she was lying flat with her strap-on dick sticking up like a flag pole of a proud nation. She let out a soft sigh and watched the raccoon as he approached her with that lube bottle in hand. He scrunched his nose cutely before he crouched over Alex’s legs, his cock and balls flopping up and down as he aimed the bottle down at the tip of the strap-on. He squeezed a generous amount of lube onto it and spread it around with his hand, then, he squeezed some more onto his hand and reached underneath to apply it to his hole underneath that bushy tail. He put his lube-slick fingers directly on his pucker and gently rubbed in circles to spread the lube around before he gently pushed his fingers in to get some inside too. He bit his lip and let out a soft little moan that caught his cat friend’s attention.

“If all your moans are that cute, you’ll be the defender to beat, holy shit,” Alex shivered and the fur on her shoulders stood up as she got goosebumps. Tak chuckled and continued to rub his fingers in circles to spread the lube and relax his behind. “If you thought that was cute, wait until you hear me moan when I fuck the shit out of you…” He teased and bit down on his lip harder.

“Hah, sadly, that’s not on the agenda… You’re the one who is going to get fucked today.” Alex teased him back and tapped playfully at his shoes.

Once his ass was primed and ready, the ringtail let out a sigh and pulled his fingers out. He then scooted up to line his butt up with the tip of that purple dick that was probably going to get him to tap out a lot sooner than he would like to. But the purpose of this exercise was to build his endurance, right? So Alex was always going to technically win, but the question was how long it was going to take until she did. He took in a deep breath as he felt the tapered tip of Alex’s strap-on kiss his pucker. His tail flicked violently and he closed his eyes. Slowly, he dropped his weight onto that dick and let it spread his ass open as it slid inside.

‘Sllllck….’

“Haaahhh…” he moaned, panted, and struggled to keep his eyes open as he lowered further and further down on Alex’s strap-on. More and more of it disappeared inside of the raccoon, creating a slight bulging outline on his stomach as he closed in on taking it in all the way.

In no time, his butt cheeks came into contact with Alex’s thighs and he had the whole nine inches of the toy inside of him. “Fuck…” he panted more and slowly opened his eyes. He then placed both of his hands on Alex’s stomach for support and sat there taking in breaths in a similar out-of-breath fashion as earlier. Alex rubbed the raccoon’s feet and looked up at him with a wide smile. “Nice! All the way down on the first try!” She cheered.

“N-Not my first rodeo…” Tak said shakily before giving his own little grin. He pushed his hands down on Alex’s stomach slightly and used it as leverage to push himself up that cock slowly.

‘Schlllkk…’ The strap-on that had been buried inside his ass came out shinier than ever.

With another deep breath, he let gravity pull him back down on the cock again. Then, he repeated; going up and then down at his own pace.

The tigress watched with a smile as her training partner began to go up and down on her silicone schlong. Her eyes watched his balls as they gently slapped against her pelvis and his cock as it twitched and grew harder and harder. Once it was fully erect, it pointed straight at her and slapped very very gently against her as he rode her cock up and down.

‘Plap… Plap… Plap…’

“Hhhhaaahhh… Fuck…. Alex… I’m not used to this…” he murmured through his moans and pants.

“Well, I have some bad news for you, then….” Alex grinned as she watched her raccoon pal take a pounding at his own pace. “I don’t think you’ll win any matches at this pace.”

“W-What do you mean?” Tak asked and raised a brow as he milked that fake dick with his boy hole.

“Let’s say, I’m a striker, and I’m really aggressive, how will you handle that?” Alex grinned even more and licked her lips. She then grabbed both of Tak’s ankles and moved from her lie-flat position up to being on her knees. As a result, Tak fell onto his back, and let out a soft little screamy shout.

“W-WhAaahoa!”

‘Thud.’

Alex lifted Tak’s left leg up and held it against her shoulder, while she held his right ankle firmly in her grip. She pulled the raccoon’s ass up and was ready to fuck him raw.

She grinned down at the raccoon in slight distress and held her position.

“Wh-What was that for?” Tak protested angrily.

“I’m an aggressive striker, and I’m going to fuck the shit outta you… Hope you can handle it…” Alex winked.

Tak flailed around helplessly, his hands trying to grab the floor of the ring, but there was nothing to grab. “I’m supposed to go at my own pace!!”

“Mhmm, that’s the spirit…” the tigress bit her lip and without any hesitation, pulled her hips back to pull out from Tak’s tight hole and gave it a few seconds before she pushed back in at a faster speed.

‘Slccckk…’ Once she was all the way in, she pulled out almost all the way, leaving just the tip in, and pushed all the way back in again.

‘Plap, plap, plap, plap’ her thighs slapped against the raccoon’s over, and over.

Tak felt his ass being stretched and fucked hard. He moaned loud and clawed the floor of the ring. “Hnnnaaah…. Hhhhuuuhhfff…. A-Alex…. I can’t…”

Alex continued to fuck Tak; pounding him into the ground. Each thrust harder than the one before and the tip of her strap-on dick slamming against the poor raccoon’s prostate.

‘Schllk, plap, slllck, plap’

Tak’s cock twitched and throbbed hard and Alex could see his balls tucking upward a little, signaling to her that he was close to his breaking point, at least his first one.

“Aaa… Alex…. I’m going to…. Hhhnng….”

“Go ahead… Just don’t tap out, yet…” Alex cooed as she pushed her thrusts in extra deep each time as the raccoon closed in on his climax.

The raccdick twitched and throbbed hard and after a few seconds, the raccoon arched his back and blew his load right as the striped cat pushed her strap-on all the way into the his hole. Ropes of white sticky and gooey cum shot out from the tip of his cock and landed on the floor, then on his own face.

‘Splurt…. Splurt… Splurt…’

“Hhhhaaahhhh…. Aaaahhhhhhh….. Fuck….”

Alex squeezed the raccoon’s ankle and thighs endearingly.

“Ready to tap out yet?” Alex asked with a soft and motherly smile. She still had her dick hilted in the raccoon. After panting and huffing, Tak looked up at Alex with a smile of his own, a cocky one, too.

“Are you kidding? That all you can do? Fuck me harder, Alex…” The ringtail reached to rub his hand up and down his dick a few times and flicked his dick so that it slapped against Alex’s belly with a loud wet plap and spread the remnants of his spunk on her.

Alex looked down at the little cum splatter on her stomach and chuckled. “Good, because it says on the schedule I’m supposed to go until you tap out or pass out, Cap’s orders,” She grinned.

“Wait what?”

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Art by ZureZureDesigns 

Guest Starring TheTak