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Steve fidgeted with the belt of his Captain America uniform as he came down the stairs to the living room. He felt a little ridiculous wearing his uniform inside his own home but Bucky requested it specifically. He’d also requested Steve meet him in the basement which was equally odd because their basement was still unfinished. They’d cleaned it out when they moved in but hadn’t gotten around to sprucing up the concrete floor or even putting a shade over the single light bulb that hung from the ceiling.
Not exactly the sexiest place in their house, but Bucky was Bucky so Steve figured he had a trick or two up his sleeve.
Still, Steve paused as he reached the door. He had no idea what to expect, or what to be prepared for, except for what he could read into Bucky’s cryptic instructions, but the fact that he’d asked for the uniform put him on edge. He didn’t know why but the idea of having sex in it felt like it was one step too far. Maybe because Captain America represented someone so pure and virtuous that engaging in his illicit desires while in uniform felt wrong.
Yet here he was, in uniform, standing at the basement door as Bucky requested.
Despite his reservations, Steve trusted Bucky’s judgment, so he adjusted the strap of his shield harness, then pulled his helmet on. Again the absurdity of gearing up for sex hit him and he almost laughed. He felt ridiculous, but even so, he shook out his shoulders, squared up, and pulled the door open.
It was pitch black inside. The light from the hall bled down the narrow wooden stairs but not beyond. Steve knew his enhanced eyes would adjust quickly and after a moment of thought, he shut the door behind him. He stepped down the creaking stairs in the darkness. By the time he reached the bottom he could see the outline of the walls, the three pillars dotting the empty room, and the dark shade of a figure standing across from him.
Steve’s heart skipped a beat as the Winter Soldier stared him down across the empty basement. Black hair framed his face and his dark mask shielded all but his glimmering eyes from view. A lightning strike of anticipation shot down Steve’s spine as he began to get a better picture of what he was in for. Bucky knew he had a thing for the Winter Soldier getup and it seemed like he’d decided to complete the picture with a full on reenactment. Then a low growl reached Steve’s ears.
Steve sucked in a sharp breath and took a step back as a massive white wolf stepped out from behind the Soldier. His cock was suddenly hard in his pants, straining against his uniform as the reality of Bucky’s plans fully dawned on him.
Distracted as he was, Steve didn’t see the attack coming until he was on the ground. He hit the concrete more gently than he should have but still let out a little, “oof!” as the wind was knocked from his lungs. The Winter Soldier danced around him like a shadow in the dark as Steve rose to his knees only to be knocked onto his back, his shield suddenly missing from its harness. The single light bulb flickered on right as a boot landed on Steve’s sternum and he blinked up at the Soldier standing above him, silhouetted in the slowly swaying light with Captain America’s shield on his metal arm.
“You know,” the Soldier remarked with a sigh. “I really thought fighting Captain America would be more fun than that.”
Instantly, guilt blossomed in Steve’s chest as his desire for praise and his desire to let Bucky have his way with him pulled in opposite directions.
“Shame,” the Soldier mused, dragging his boot down Steve’s chest, leaving a dark shoe print across the silver star on his chest. His foot skated down Steve’s stomach, then over the clearly visible bulge in his pants. The Soldier’s eyebrow raised. “Oh?”
Steve’s cheeks burned as the Soldier’s boot rubbed him through his pants. He could have gotten up if he wanted. He could have shoved the Soldier’s foot aside and fought back. He could have. But he didn’t want to. Steve let out a shaky breath as his cock throbbed under the Soldier’s shoe.
“Well then, maybe we’ll have some fun after all.” Steve couldn’t see most of Bucky’s face but he could hear the smile in his voice and his heart relaxed with the knowledge that he had played the part Bucky wanted him to play perfectly, little as it was.
In a flash, Bucky grabbed the strap of Steve’s shield harness and dragged him into the center of the room. The clank of metal on metal filled the air as chains whipped around Steve’s wrists. The wolf prowled around them in Steve’s periphery as the Soldier arranged him as he liked. He pushed Steve’s legs up towards his chest, then hooked them over his arms so his knees were held up in the crook of his own elbows, then fastened the chains around his wrists to a set of metal rings embedded in the floor by his shoulders.
Even with his uniform still on, Steve flushed with embarrassment as his legs were pulled apart to leave his chest and ass exposed. He instinctively pulled against the chains, half caught in the mindset of Captain America, who wanted to escape, and half in Steve’s, who wanted nothing more than to submit.
Steve fought against his own contradicting desires as the Soldier finished strapping him down and rose to his feet. He towered over Steve who could now only look up at him with scarlet cheeks as the wolf stepped up to Bucky’s side. His head came up to Bucky’s hip and Bucky absently scratched his fingers through the wolf's white fur as he stared down at Steve consideringly.
“Hm, something’s missing,” he mused to himself, then his eyes lit up. “Ah!”
He turned and stepped out of Steve’s field of vision, leaving him to stare at the wolf who crept forward between his legs. Steve’s heart raced as the beast sniffed his thigh, then up his belt before Bucky returned with something metal in his hands.
“Patience, Orion.” he chided, gently pushing the beast aside. “It’s not like he’s going anywhere.”
Bucky crouched down at Steve’s side and unclipped the strap of his helmet. He pushed it off and let it clatter to the floor, then tugged at Steve’s chin.
“Open.”
Steve swallowed. Captain America screamed in protest as Steve let his lips part.
“At least you know how to follow orders.”
Something cold and metallic pushed into Steve’s mouth. He let out an involuntary cry of protest as it pushed his teeth apart wider than he’d expected. It was a spider gag, he realized with wide eyes. A single ring of metal shoved vertically inside his mouth to hold it wide open. The Soldier reached behind his head and tied the strap snug to keep it in place. Steve pulled against his restraints, making aborted noises as he bit down on the metal ring, trying to close his mouth around the unyielding gag.
“There, that’s better. Don’t you think, Ori?” The Soldier ignored his squirming and stood again, examining his handiwork.
Steve let his head fall back against the concrete and closed his eyes for a moment. It was embarrassing how little it took to set him off. Here he was, in uniform, chained to the floor with his own arms pulling his legs apart, a metal gag holding his mouth open, a wolf panting in the quiet room, and Bucky staring down at him with that gleam in his eyes and he was ready to cum already. Somehow, the knowledge that it wasn’t just him, but Captain America who was chained up in such a compromising position made his heart race even faster. His body thrummed with anticipation. He was desperate for it.
A low laugh reached his ears.
“Look at that,” the Soldier mused. “Who would have thought that Captain America liked being tied up?”
A shiver of humiliation ran down Steve’s spine.
“I wonder what you’ve got underneath…” The metallic scrape of a blade reached Steve’s ears and he looked up again as Bucky sank to his knees, a black serrated dagger in his hand. His eyes caught Steve’s and held them as he lowered the blade between Steve’s legs. Steve’s chest heaved as he felt the tip slide down the length of his cock through his uniform. Drool threatened to spill from his open mouth as the blade traced the outline of his dick, then his balls, then down the cleft of his ass.
Metal flashed and Steve let out a shocked gasp as with one clean swipe, the Soldier sliced straight through his uniform and underwear. The cold air of the basement immediately found his ass cheeks, his perineum, his balls. His cock bobbed free, slapping against the split fabric and the cold metal of his belt buckle. Steve panted, his whole body shivering as Bucky examined the newly exposed skin and Orion took a curious step forward.
Steve moaned, the sound flowing from his open mouth with ease as a cold nose touched his ass and skated towards his perineum.
“Oh, you like that?” the Soldier asked with a teasing tilt to his voice. “Got a thing for dogs? Huh, Captain?”
Steve flushed as fur brushed his skin. Bucky knew the answer, but he never seemed to tire of getting Steve to admit it. Still, something about being in uniform— something about Bucky calling him Captain made him shy away from what they both knew was the truth. He shook his head sharply.
“No?” the Soldier sighed deeply before standing again and pulling Orion back. “No, I suppose you're too much of a do-gooder for that. So pure and clean.”
Steve burned with guilt. He’d lied and now the Soldier was disappointed in him. He strained against the chains and bit down on the gag. He was a mess of emotions as the Soldier drew his attention again as the tip of his boot nudged at Steve’s exposed balls.
“So innocent.” he mused, almost to himself. “Kinda makes me want to mess you up a little bit.” His buckle clinked as he undid it and Steve watched unblinkingly as the Soldier unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick cock.
Drool finally spilled from Steve’s open mouth. Even Captain America, still protesting in the back of his mind, couldn’t override Steve’s undying love for Bucky’s cock. It dripped down his chin as the Soldier slowly stroked himself, his cock only half hard as he examined Steve’s tied up and exposed body. He gave himself one last tug before just holding it and stepping closer until his ankles were pressed up against Steve’s pulled-up thighs. The Soldier let out a little groan and Steve realized what was coming a split-second before it did. He sucked in a breath as the first splatter of piss hit the star on his chest, already marred by Bucky’s boot print and now soaked in piss.
Steve yanked against the chains, unable to move but still scandalized as Captain America was so blatantly defiled. With a low chuckle, the Soldier aimed higher, pointing the stream up Steve’s chest. Steve took in one last sharp breath before hot piss hit his chin, his cheek, and splattered into his open mouth. He shut his eyes and turned his head away as it continued up his face, across his forehead and into his hair. It dripped down in hot rivulets, filling his mouth with an acrid taste and spilling down his neck. He coughed and sputtered as the stream traveled back down, soaking through his uniform before splashing against his aching cock and between his cheeks.
“That’s more like it,” the Soldier chuckled. “Not so pure anymore, huh?”
Steve coughed and writhed as his cock ached under the unrelenting flow of piss.
“Tell me you want more, or I’ll take it away.”
Steve’s eyes shot open. He shook his head wildly, his lips trying to tug against the metal holding his mouth open enough to reply.
“What’s that?” the Soldier cocked his head to the side as the stream of piss trickled to a stop. “You want me to stop?”
Steve squirmed. Captain America refused to say yes, and Steve Rogers refused to say no.
“You want more?”
Steve whimpered through the gag as he hiked his legs up higher.
“It’s okay, Captain,” the Soldier said, his tone still light and teasing. “You’re allowed to like it.”
Steve froze in his squirming as he realized what this was all about. This was why Bucky asked him to wear the uniform. This was the point of the whole game.
He hesitantly raised his eyes again as the Soldier regarded him, one hand still on his cock as he stood over him as an unyielding tower of shadow.
“I’m gonna ask you again,” the Soldier said, more gently this time. “You want it?”
The outraged cries of his fictional persona melted away as Steve gave in to all he truly wanted.
He nodded.
He couldn’t see the Soldier’s face, but the way his eyes crinkled gave away the grin under his mask.
“Captain America begging for my piss,” the Soldier mused with a chuckle as he stepped over Steve’s body and sank down, planting his knees beside either of Steve’s shoulders. “Ain’t that somethin’?”
Steve pushed his tongue through the ring in his mouth and tasted the tip of the Soldier’s cock as he fed it into his mouth. He moaned as the Soldier let it rest against Steve’s bottom lip and a groan of satisfaction preceded the stream of piss that shot directly into Steve’s open mouth. Steve choked as it shot towards the back of his throat. He tried to lift his head but a sudden, iron-tight grip on his hair yanked him back down against the floor. He sputtered as piss spilled from his lips and across his face.
“Swallow,” the Soldier commanded.
Steve tried but with his mouth held open he could barely get a handle on what was already in his mouth, let alone the unrelenting torrent the Soldier was still unleashing. He choked again, coughing and gasping as his mouth filled and filled and filled.
“Oh, shut up. You love it.” The Soldier kept his cock just resting on Steve’s lower lip as his piss soaked his face, drenching his hair and pooling on the concrete.
Steve choked down as much as he could, wishing he could suck on Bucky’s cock to properly drink him down. He savored the ache of his lungs as he stole breaths where he could and relished the heat that quickly ran cold as the Soldier’s piss soaked his skin.
The Soldier’s cock touched his tongue, then slid deeper into his mouth. Steve’s already stretched open lips felt nothing as Bucky’s cock sank into his throat. Steve sputtered as the leather of the Soldier’s pants pushed against his chin and he swallowed roughly as Bucky’s cock touched the back of his throat, shooting the last of his piss straight down into him.
A cold nose brushed Steve’s balls and he jolted. A hot, rough tongue laved across his perineum and he jerked against his restraints.
The Soldier tsked loudly. “Ori! I told you to wait.”
His cock pulled from Steve’s mouth and Steve gasped in relief as he sucked in a few full breaths, then immediately moaned as Orion’s tongue soaked his hole.
“Okay, okay.” the Soldier chuckled as he stepped away from Steve’s drenched body. “Let me get him ready, then he’s all yours.”
Orion whined pitifully but backed off at the Soldier’s command. A mixture of fear and sympathy stirred in Steve’s chest. Orion wasn’t the only one who wanted to cum and Steve felt the pain of his denial like it was his own.
“First thing’s first.” the Soldier kneeled between Steve’s spread legs. “We need to do something about this.”
A cold metal finger tapped Steve’s cock. He gasped, his heart pounding in his chest as the Soldier touched his cock. He lifted it, rubbing the head with his thumb before reaching into his belt and pulling something out. Steve’s breath froze in his lungs as the thin metal sound caught in the light.
He shook his head as the Soldier dragged it across the length of his cock.
“Don’t be like that, Captain,” he said as he reached back into his belt and pulled out a small bottle of lube. “I’m doing this for you, you know.”
Steve shook his head again. He wanted to cum. He wanted to cum so bad.
“You really think I’m gonna let you cum?” The Soldier snorted. “No way. Not until you’ve earned it.”
Steve let out a whimper as the Soldier held up the rod, now dripping with lube, for him to see. It was the one that looked like a stack of beads all stuck together. It undulated with two dozen bumps that Steve knew from experience would stretch his slit in the most exquisite ways. He wanted it but at the same time he didn’t. Either way, the decision wasn’t up to him. The Soldier, unperturbed, held the first bulb of the sound to his slit.
The chill of the piss cooling on his skin soothed him as fire spread from his cock to his whole body as Bucky pushed the sound into his little slit. He held Steve’s cock upright as he pushed in another bead, then another, and another. Steve panted aloud, gasping as Bucky pulled it out again, then pushed it back in. Five beads, eight, eleven. Steve’s head hit the concrete as his cock throbbed with pleasure and pain. His thighs strained against his arms as silence took the room, save the heavy pants of the wolf and the slick slide of metal and lube against Steve’s skin.
He felt the moment the sound reached the base of his cock. He sobbed quietly as it sank deeper into him, stuffing the narrow channel full, as Bucky’s fingertip pressed flush against the tip of his cock, holding the sound inside.
“Perfect,” the Soldier remarked. “Knew you’d be good for something.”
Even the backhanded praise was enough for Steve. He preened as Bucky gave his balls a patronizing pat.
“Now, then,” he continued as his fingers delved lower and traced Steve’s tight hole.
Steve clenched reflexively as the Soldier's finger slid in the piss and wolf drool already coating his skin.
“Hm,” the Soldier pulled back. “No offense, but I like ‘em loose and you’re tighter than a virgin.”
There was no way he was that tight but the shame of being wrong for Bucky hit him anyway. Steve whimpered pathetically as Bucky stood and turned his back on Steve’s bound form.
“Ori!”
The wolf was instantly at his side, eagerly waiting as Steve’s heart leapt in his chest with a mixture of fear and desire.
The Soldier looked over his shoulder at Steve as he scratched the wolf’s big head.
“Whaddya’ say, Captain? You gonna let Orion here loosen you up for me?”
Steve’s cheeks flared as he squirmed against his restraints but all he managed to do was pull his legs apart more.
“C’mon, we both know you want it.” The Soldier’s eyes gleamed above his mask. “And his knot will get you nice and ready for my turn.”
Steve panted, drool pouring from his mouth as his piss soaked body dripped onto the concrete.
“I wanna see Captain America get fucked by a wolf,” he hissed, his eyes boring into Steve’s. “You gonna give it to me, Captain?”
Steve couldn’t take it anymore. His utter need destroyed the remnants of his decorum and restraint. He squeezed his eyes shut and nodded vigorously, pulling his legs up more to present his hole to Orion.
“He’s all yours, boy.”
A growl filled the room as a hot furry body covered Steve’s own instantly. He gasped out a sob as tears spilled down his cheeks and furry hips pushed up against his bare ass. Orion’s big flat tongue licked across his chin. He was helpless to do anything as Orion’s hot breath overwhelmed him and his wet tongue licked into his gagged open mouth. Something blunt at wet shoved up at his balls, then across his perineum. Steve’s cock throbbed against the sound as a metal hand touched his ass. He yelped in surprise as the tip of a bottle suddenly shoved inside his dry hole. He gasped as cold lube flooded him for an achingly long moment as Orion frantically humped him. The bottle vanished and Steve pushed out a thick wad of lube just as Orion’s cock found his entrance.
Steve cried out high and loud as his un-prepped hole was split open by the wolf’s thick, hot cock. Fangs filled his vision as Orion snarled low and vicious and his cock shoved in until his fuzzy sheath hit Steve’s rim. Tears spilled down Steve’s cheeks as the bulbous head pulled back, then frantically thrust forward, the thick shaft filling him up more than any human cock could. Steve’s cock ached against the sound as Orion took up an unrelenting, animalistic pace. He stared up at the ceiling in stunned silence as his hole burned with each slap of Orion’s heavy balls.
He was Captain America: a symbol of virtue and honor, being fucked by a dog on the concrete floor.
Steve sobbed as Orion panted in his ear. He pulled his legs apart more and angled his hips up, inviting Orion to sink deeper inside him. He wanted to feel the wolf’s cock up in his guts. He wanted his tongue in his mouth and his knot in his ass.
He nudged Orion’s head with his own and got his wish. Orion licked his cheeks, his lips, and when Steve pushed his tongue out of the ring holding his mouth open, Orion licked that too. His fangs scraped Steve’s lips as his drool mingled with the rest already dripping down his chin.
He wondered if Bucky was enjoying the show as Orion repositioned his back feet and jack-hammered in harder, filling the room with the sound of his balls slapping against Steve’s ass. Steve tried to look but couldn’t see more than Orion’s white fur and yellow eyes filling his vision.
Then his aching hole caught on a bulge at the base of Orion’s cock. Steve moaned aloud, trying to rock his hips in time with Orion’s thrusting as the first hint of his knot pushed inside him. Orion snarled, his frantic thrusts impossibly speeding up as his knot grew and grew. Steve panted, licking Orion’s tongue, his teeth, as his hole clung to the knot. It popped in and out of him with increasing difficulty as it swelled to the size of a fist.
Steve felt a half dozen beads of the sound push out of him as his need to cum peaked. Orion’s knot filled his hole with delicious heat that flooded Steve’s mind with static. His head rolled back as Orion’s knot shoved inside him one last time and stayed there, growing incrementally more as cum drenched his insides.
Steve cried out, his pleasure mingling with Orion’s snarling roar as he thrust against Steve’s too-tight hole, pulling and pushing at Steve’s body, but remaining firmly inside. Drool soaked Steve’s chin as his eyes rolled and his balls clenched. He couldn’t cum. The sound was still lodged inside him but the searing heat of Orion’s release filled and filled him. The knot was huge and perfect. It stretched his walls and throbbed in time with the spurts of cum. Steve clenched down, silently begging for more cum, more pain, and more pleasure.
Fog clouded his mind. Need was the only thing keeping him grounded as Orion’s aborted thrusting grew still and the thick stream of cum trickled out. Steve panted, squirming as Orion licked into his mouth once more before pulling away. Steve gasped as the knot inside him tugged at his rim, but did not release, as Orion clambered over his tied up limbs to turn, standing ass to ass with Steve with his tail swiping against his chest.
This position put constant pressure on Steve’s rim to release the knot but he didn’t want to. He clenched hard, begging it to stay as footsteps reached his ears, then the sound slowly but surely pushed back inside him until a cold metal fingertip was flush against his slit. Steve sobbed and pried his wet eyes open.
Bucky crouched at his side. His face was still covered by the mask but Steve could see how flushed his skin was. Steve whimpered, looking at the Soldier with wet, pleading eyes as he examined the wolf's knot still tugging at Steve’s rim. He slid his cold fingers down and traced the stretched rim of Steve’s hole and the base of Orion’s swollen cock.
“Not the first time you’ve taken a knot. Huh, Captain?” the Soldier teased in a low whisper as he rubbed Steve’s rim. “I didn’t expect you to be this much of a slut.”
Steve made a noise of protest around the gag, even though the Soldier was right.
“Oh, please. I saw how you urged him on.” the Soldier continued, sliding his finger along the seam of Steve’s hole and Orion’s cock. “I saw you offer him your mouth.”
Steve bit down on the gag. He wanted to deny it. He didn’t want anyone to know how depraved he was. But it was too late. The Soldier had seen him. He knew the truth.
“You want more, don’t you?” he asked coyly. “You’ve got a wolf's knot in your ass and you’re still insatiable.”
The Soldier’s finger pushed in. Steve thrashed against the chains as the Soldier’s finger joined the knot inside him. His rim burned as it stretched enough to accommodate him. Fresh tears and drool dripped down Steve’s face as he lifted his head and watched in rapt anticipation as the Soldier worked a second finger up against Steve’s rim, coaxing him open even further.
“Alright, Ori,” the Soldier patted the wolf’s flank with his free hand. “He’s loose enough for me now. Thanks, boy.”
With a gruff bark in response, Orion took the hint and Steve screamed as the wolf forcibly yanked his knot out of Steve’s hole. A burst of cum splattered against the concrete as it gushed from Steve’s limp rim. Steve quaked as his hole fluttered and hung open, already swollen and puffy as three of the Soldier’s fingers found their way inside. Steve gasped, his eyes fluttering as pain and pleasure mixed together and his cock ached with need.
Orion moved aside and lay down, panting on Steve’s left as the Soldier took his place between Steve’s legs, pushing up his sleeve to expose the smooth skin of his arm.
“Yeah, that’s more like it,” the Soldier mused, sinking his pinky alongside his other fingers into Steve’s ass. “Smooth as butter.”
He pushed his thumb in and before Steve had even registered what was happening his rim closed around the Soldier’s wrist. Steve let out a shaky cry, still quivering as the Soldier made a fist inside him. It filled the space Orion’s knot had left and relief filled Steve’s chest as his hole clenched around the welcome intrusion. As quickly as it came, it was gone. A whine of protest was halfway out of Steve’s mouth when the Soldier’s fist punched back inside him, not stopping until it was buried in halfway up his forearm.
Steve let out a high, broken sob as the Soldier pulled his fist out again, then plunged it back in. He pulled his legs up higher so he could see the Soldier’s hand disappear inside him. He watched his puffy rim stretch, clinging to the Soldier’s arm as it pulled out and sinking in as it forced its way inside again. He gasped in time with each punch as the Soldier picked up a rapid pace, pulling his hand all the way out before delving back in. Steve could feel him stretching his stomach with each thrust. The skin just above his navel scraped against the inside of his uniform each time he punched in.
“God, you’re loose.” the Soldier remarked as a bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. “In fact…”
He pulled his hand out and wiped the mixture of lube and cum across his other hand. There was a gleam in his eye as he lowered his metal fist to Steve’s hole. He didn’t hesitate to shove his cold metal fist inside Steve’s ass. Steve sucked in a shaking breath as the cold sank up into his stomach. His rim clenched uselessly around the unyielding metal before it yanked back out and was replaced with the Soldier’s warm hand. Then cold again. Then warm. Steve moaned, his slit clenching around the thick sound as the Soldier fisted him, one hand after the other. Steve rocked his hips, pushing up into each punch as the burn faded and only overwhelming pleasure radiated out from the Soldier’s hands.
Then pain. Excruciating pain. Steve cried out as Bucky clasped his hands together, interlocking his fingers and punched forward. It was too big. It was too big. Steve screamed as Bucky tried again, shoving his joined hands in until Steve’s rim caught on the width of his palms and he couldn’t go any further. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he rocked his hands back and forth. Pushing, pulling, pushing, pulling. Steve kicked against his restraints as his hole stretched unfathomably wide. Together his fists were so massive, more and more and it just kept coming. Steve squeezed his eyes shut and screamed through the gag, gasping as the Soldier refused to yield and pushed even harder.
Then with one final shove, relief. Steve sobbed as his hole closed around the Soldier’s wrists, one warm and one cold. Like a massive plug, his joined hands filled Steve’s insides like they belonged there. Steve choked on nothing, rocking his hips up and down as the Soldier’s hands remained buried inside him.
Pleasure turned to pain once more as the Soldier began to pull. Steve’s body went tight as he pushed as hard as he could, begging his rim to open and release the Soldier’s massive fists. With a sharp cry, they popped out. Steve barely had a moment to sigh in relief before the Soldier’s hands were back. They plunged back into him, ripping him open with a merciless thrust. Then out again with an agonizing burn. Steve stared, his eyes unseeing, as the Soldier worked both hands inside him, punching and twisting with unrelenting force.
Steve’s hole was on fire. His cock burned with need. The sound in his slit was pushing out again, one bead at a time as his balls begged for release.
“C’mon. Work with me, Captain.” the Soldier looked up at him between the long locks of his black hair with a sweaty brow and a sharp gleam in his eyes. “You can take it.”
Steve’s teeth dug into the metal in his mouth as he tried his best to relax. He forced his hole to open, pushing as the Soldier’s hand buried inside him once again. The pain ebbed.
“There we go.” The Soldier whispered as he worked his hands back in to the wrists. “That’s what I like.”
As gone as Steve was, he preened.
The Soldier separated his hands. Steve choked on nothing as inside the once tight channel of his body, two separate fists made space for themselves. Then the Soldier shoved one hand in deeper while his other remained wrist deep. The back of Steve’s head hit the concrete again as the Soldier pulled his hand back, then thrust in the other one, never pulling out completely, just working Steve between his wrist and his elbow.
“Tell me you don’t love this, Captain,” the Soldier goaded as Steve’s rim clung to his forearm on one hand and his wrist on the other. “Tell me you don’t dream of being used like this every night.”
Steve sobbed. He wanted to cum so badly. He needed it.
He lifted his head again and whimpered.
“Aw, you wanna cum, Captain?” the Soldier asked, unrelenting as his hands punched an inch deeper. “Alright, go ahead.”
Steve squirmed. His slit was still stuffed full with the sound. He stared down at the little metal beads poking out of his slit, silently begging the Soldier to pull it out.
“Oh, sorry. I’m a bit busy at the moment.” He punctuated the mocking statement with a twist of his wrists as he worked his hands back and forth against each other. “Take it out yourself.”
Steve sobbed in protest, kicking petulantly as the impossibility of the task overwhelmed him. Maybe if the sound was smooth he could push it out, but the beads were so big and they were in so deep. But the Soldier wasn’t going to help him, so he had to try.
Trying to ignore the intense, unrelenting mix of perfect stretch and impossible fullness radiating from his ass, Steve pulled himself up as much as he could and pushed with all his might.
The Soldier laughed as Steve’s hole went tight and his balls drew up. He punched at Steve’s insides as a single bead popped out of his slit, then another, then another. With a cry that rapidly evolved into a scream, Steve’s head flew back as in a sudden rush, the sound flew out of him alongside a wave of cum that caught him completely by surprise.
He thrashed and cried out as his cock throbbed in long, thick pulses. His toes curled in his boots and his feet kicked as the Soldier doubled down, fucking into his hole with both hands like nothing else mattered. Steve writhed against the concrete as cum splattered against his own face, dripping down his jaw as all his pent-up pleasure burst from him in a resplendent stream of white.
Steve sobbed in relief as his balls emptied and his body began to relax. He was ready to sink into a puddle of bliss, but the Soldier had other ideas.
With a sudden jerk, the Soldier ripped both his hands from Steve’s ass. Steve’s eyes flew open as his aching body reacted like it always did. His rosebud blossomed open. Steve let out a shocked cry as he watched it grow and grow, folding out from his body bigger than he’d ever seen it. He pulled his legs up higher and saw every crease stretch out as his hole let more and more of his insides push out of him.
“Holy shit.” The Soldier’s eyes were wide as Steve's prolapse grew an inch more and finally stopped. It quivered as they both stared at it. It was as thick as both Bucky’s fists and almost as long as Steve’s cock, still hard and leaking across his torn uniform.
Steve went limp. He was exhausted and broken and utterly sated. He sank against the concrete in a sweaty heap as the Soldier’s cold fingers reverently touched his prolapse. It didn’t go back in. Steve wasn’t sure if he could pull it back in without help. The cold air chilled the sensitive skin but Steve was used to the feeling. He loved it. Through the fog of his mind, he felt Bucky’s fingers find the furled hole hidden in the folds of his rosebud. He didn’t react as fingers sank into him.
Then claws clattered against the concrete. Steve sucked in an involuntary gasp as a puff of hot breath touched his balls. The Soldier chuckled as a broad, rough tongue licked Steve’s bulbous prolapse.
He choked out a moan as Orion licked him again and again. The satisfied haze Steve had been ready to sink into was gone in an instant as the Soldier’s presence disappeared from between his legs and Orion laved his tongue across Steve’s wet insides.
“Guess you’re not the only insatiable one here, Captain,” the Soldier mused with a laugh as Steve lifted his heavy head and got an eyeful of Orion’s sharp teeth and glowing eyes as his speckled tongue licked the most sensitive part of his body. “Wanna go again, boy? I’m sure Captain America is more than willing to please.”
Steve sobbed, his head falling back again as, unable to do anything, Orion eagerly mounted him again. He closed his eyes and obligingly pulled his legs apart as Orion’s wet cock pushed up against his rosebud.
“That’s what I thought,” the Soldier chuckled as Orion humped his wrecked hole. “Look at you, spreading your legs for this beast. You can’t get enough, can you? If only the world could see what a slut Captain America really is.”
Tears streamed down Steve’s face as a hand grabbed his prolapse and angled it up. A moment later, Orion’s cock found its mark. Orion snarled in Steve’s face as his hips jerked forward, fucking into Steve’s rosebud as if he hadn’t cum once already. Fur prickled Steve’s sensitive skin as half of his prolapse was fucked back inside as Orion thrust forward in frantic jerks. His fucked out hole was too broken to clench down on the wolf’s cock as with each thrust, his rosebud shrank and shrank. By the time Orion’s fuzzy sheath met Steve’s ass, Steve was rocking into it again. He drooled wantonly as he tried and failed to tighten up, not even managing to muster the echo of resistance for Orion’s cock as it sank, unfettered, into his used body.
“Push out your rosebud again, Captain,” the Soldier’s voice called over Orion’s heavy panting. “C’mon, give him something to really fuck.”
Steve whimpered and obligingly pushed. He felt his hole give and fur smacked against his small prolapse as he managed to push out just enough to stretch his rim again.
“Good boy.”
The praise warmed Steve from the inside out. As Orion’s knot made its second appearance, he pushed harder, hoping the Soldier could see how hard he was trying to keep his prolapse out as Orion’s cock grew thicker. Steve panted, his cock throbbing as he rocked into Orion’s knot as much as he could. Orion licked up the side of his face as he urged him on with desperate moans and a wet, needy hole. His knot grew and grew, pushing Steve’s prolapse back inside and finally tugging at Steve’s rim as it filled him. Steve moaned, licking Orion’s sharp teeth as his knot plunged in and out of him, growing incrementally bigger with each thrust.
Orion growled, low and deep and Steve knew well enough that the beast was about to cum. He pushed his ass against Orion’s furry hips, but his knot didn’t take.
Steve sucked in a breath of surprise as Orion howled his pleasure as his knot thrust in and out of his loose hole. Cum filled his ass for a second time and it splattered across his perineum as Orion’s knot, as big as it was, had nothing to latch onto.
“Well, would you look at that?” The Soldier’s voice was full of mirth. “Too loose, even for a wolf. I should have brought a bigger beast.”
Steve’s eyes rolled as Orion’s knot fucked him. Cum slicked the way and it oozed out with every thrust. His own cock spurted as Orion shoved his knot in and snarled directly in Steve’s ear. He trembled in silence as his hole spasmed and his used body ached with pleasure.
His hole was too loose. Shame and pride melded in a contradicting whirlwind in Steve’s mind.
I really am a slut, Steve thought in a daze as Orion’s knot plunged in and out of him. But Bucky likes me this way, so what does it matter, really?
Steve’s cock gave one last spurt of cum as he sank back against the concrete. His aching, sweaty body sagged as Orion fucked the last of his cum inside him, panting against his cheek as he finished and pulled away without a backwards glance.
Steve let out a shaking breath as Orion’s cock vanished and cum oozed from his hole. Even without pushing, he could feel his rosebud unfurl and hang out of him in a pathetic display of satisfaction. Steve’s racing heart began to calm as his sweat cooled on his skin and under his uniform.
A soft groan reached his ears and Steve pried his eyes open. Standing above him, the Soldier was jacking his own cock so fast his arm was just a blur. Cum already stained his black uniform. Dry splotches of white dotted the leather up his chest and down his thighs. Still stretched open over the gag, Steve’s lips spread into a smile as he stuck his tongue out. The Soldier groaned again and a streak of cum shot through the air. It splashed across Steve’s chest, joining the mess already smeared across the star on his uniform. The Soldier's eyes opened and he grinned down at Steve as he aimed up and the next spurt caught Steve’s cheek and bottom lip. Steve quickly licked it off, letting it slide across his tongue as the Soldier dropped to his knees and shoved his cockhead into Steve’s mouth. Steve lapped at the slit, moaning in satisfaction as cum burst across his tongue. The Soldier’s metal hand fisted in his hair as he pushed in deeper. Steve licked him as best he could, fighting against the gag holding him open.
The Soldier tugged his hand through Steve’s hair once more before sighing in satisfaction and unceremoniously hauling himself to his feet. Steve made a little noise of protest as he blinked up at him.
The Soldier chuckled and tucked his cock back into his cumstained pants, his legs shaking almost imperceptibly as he regained his composure.
“Well, it’s been a pleasure, Captain.” The Soldier glanced down at Steve’s still exposed hole. He lifted his foot and with the toe of his boot he pushed Steve’s limp prolapse back into his body. “Try not to fuck every dog in Brooklyn while I’m gone.”
Steve whimpered as his hole closed as best it could, kissing the tip of the Soldier’s boot, and leaving strings of lube between them as he pulled away.
The Soldier whistled loudly and Steve heard the scrabble of claws on concrete as the Soldier’s footsteps drifted away towards the stairs. The door opened, then closed.
Steve breathed deep, his heart finally calming as he drifted in quiet solitude.
He felt used, sated, and completely content.
The Captain’s voice had long since vanished into the back of his mind and he didn’t reappear as Steve let himself feel the looseness of his body and the ache of fulfillment that permeated his being.
Barely a minute later, the basement door opened again. Bucky’s smile filled Steve’s vision as the chains tugging at his wrists fell away. The Winter Soldier’s cocky posturing was gone as Bucky gently stretched out each of Steve’s limbs, then undid the strap of the gag in his mouth. He pulled it out and Steve let his aching jaw finally shut as Bucky’s hands cradled his face and soft lips pressed against his forehead.
“You’re perfection itself. You know that, Stevie?”
Steve smiled dreamily up at him.
Yeah, he thought. Perfectly yours.