Well now you all have been so great putting up with the long wait for this chapter. Especially after the cliffhanger that I left you all with, trust me when I tell you that doing that wasn't easy for me. I have been in pain ever since posting it knowing that I had to wait until all my other stories got updated before I could work on it again. But praise be the powers that now we have reached that magic time where I can work on it and give it to all you wonderful people.

Now then with that being said, I do have some bad news. I give it to you in the form of a disclaimer which if you haven't guessed by now means that what I have to say isn't going to be good. I know that I put this in the Romance/Humor category but well... things don't always work out the way you wanted them too. So without much more ado...

Disclaimer; The following chapter is not intended for children or any under the age of 18. This chapter will have graphic scenes of unwanted sexual contact... in other words; this chapter contains rape. There will be notice before and after the aforementioned scene for thous who wish to skip it.

...Please don't hate me...

The ball of used towels fell from Jake's paw and landed silently on the tile floor. His mind was frozen unable to accept what was going on. How had he known that he was there? Had he been following him all day? What will he do? All these questions and more raced through Jake's mind as the large dark Tom stood there grinning toothily at him. His large fangs glistened in the florescent light that where set into the roof. Slowly Tank drew in a large breath that seemed to suck all the air from the small bathroom.

"Well... well... well." He said slowly. "Look what I've found."

His black leather jacket seemed to absorb all the light around him. His long thin tail moved slowly behind him added to the almost hungry look in his eyes gave him the look of a wild panther. Jake's mouth opened as he tried to say something but nothing would come out. His throat had closed up and he was finding it hard to even form words in his mind.

"Little Jake Clawson all alone. No big idiot here for you to hide behind." Tank taunted slowly moving forward. "Just you're old buddy Tank."

Jake's mind screamed for his body to move in some way. For his legs to move and try and make it out the door. Or his voice to work and call for help. If he yelled loud enough someone was bound to hear it. But nothing would listen to him, his eyes wouldn't even blink.

"Remember the fun we use to have together?" Tank asked slowly getting closer. "Me protecting you from all the big bad bullies at school and you doing things for me." Tank's eyes had an evil shine in them that only made Jake shiver more his fur standing on end. "Such simple things you did for me remember? Homework, washing my bike, and giving me money when I asked for it."

Tank stopped moving. He stood right in front of Jake there chests almost touching.

"And then the day came when I found out you're little secret." He whispered. "Oh what a great day that was... do you remember it?"

Jake didn't answer, he couldn't. A deep growl came from Tank's chest and he grabbed hold of Jake's chin holding it painfully tight.

"I know you remember!" He hissed. "I want you to tell me again what happened."

The pressure on his chin increased and he let out a yelp of pain. The small noise seemed to break the dam that had built its self up in his throat.

"S... stop. P... please." He begged trying to push Tank off him.

Another growl came form the larger Kat and he shoved hard against Jake sending him straight into the wall of the stall he had been in moments ago. He didn't get the chance to react to the action, not a second after he hit the wall Tank was in front of him again pinning him to the wall with the large paw that was wrapped around his neck.

"What happened that day?" Tank demanded. "SAY IT!"

Jake clawed uselessly at the paw around his neck, it was hard to breath and he was sure that he could feel a large bump forming on the back of his head. When he didn't say anything Tank pulled him away from the wall only to slam him hard back into it. His head hit the wall with a 'crack' and Jake started to feel something warm trailing through his fur.

"Y... you f... found me i... in the bathroom at s... school..." Jake stuttered out.

The pressure on his throat and the pain in his head was making it hard for him to concentrate.

"What were you doing in there?" Tank asked a sick chuckle in his voice.

"M... masturbating..." Jake whimpered.

"What were you looking at while you you doing it?" Tank asked his grin getting bigger.

Jake whimpered and shook his head not wanting to say it out loud. The pressure on his neck began to increase again making him cough violently. He began to nod his head quickly telling Tank that he would say it. Slowly the grip on his neck loosened up letting him breath.

"What were you looking at?" Tank asked again.

"A... Tom's... muscle magazine..." He whimpered out shutting his eyes as Tank began to laugh.

"That's right... you were jerkin' off to the muscle bound males in that magazine weren't you? Why is that?" He asked.

"B... because I'm..." Jake whimpered.

"Say it..." Tank ordered.

"Because I'm... Gay..." Jake finished his ears folding down.

He wasn't ashamed about the way he was, what he was ashamed of was how Tank had found out and how he was treated once the dark kat knew.

"You mean you're a fag!" Tank spat out.

Jake flinched at the word but nodded his head.

"I think I know why you are paling around with that sac of shit Furlong." Tank said. "I bet you're taking it from him aren't you?"

Jake's head snapped up his eyes wide. "NO!" He yelled before the pressure was back on his throat.

"Yeah that must be it, a little slut like you wants nothing more then a large Tom's dick inside him isn't that right?" Tank said. "Well lucky you there happens to be one right here."

As he finished the words Tank took one of Jake's paws in his and moved it down so that Jake was cupping the large bulge that was pressing against Tank's pants. Jake tried to pull his paw away but Tank held it there firmly.

"Don't pretend that you don't like it." Tank hissed in his ear. "We got interrupted the last time we were going to have fun but not this time."

Letting go of him Tank let Jake fall to the floor. Tears began to well up in Jake's eyes and he tried to crawl away. He didn't get far before Tank's large weight settled on his back pinning him to the ground. Since Tank was bigger and stronger then Jake it wasn't hard for him to flip Jake onto his back without getting off him. Jake laid on the cold ground with Tank straddling him pinning him down.

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"This is going to be so good." Tank said licking his lips. "I just hope that you're still tight after taking Furlong's cock."

"I never..." Jake tried to say but was quickly punched in the jaw.

He felt his mouth begin to fill with blood which didn't take long to start dripping form the corners of his mouth.

"The only words I want to hear from you are when you are begging for more." Tank said.

Extending his claws Tank gripped Jake's shit and ripped it to shreds in moments. Jake shivered at the coldness of the hard floor the tears that filled his eyes began to slid down his face. Tank shifted a little and started forcing Jake's pants down his skinny legs moving them down to his feet. With a grunt he pulled the pants off taking the shoes with them. Jake tried to push away but a quick punch to the gut knocked the breath out of him. All that was left covering him where his boxers and he didn't know how long they would last.

"Well now how do I want to take you?" Tanks asked out loud. "I think I'll have you on you're stomach, after all I don't want to get you're fagot dick on me."

Just as easily as before Tank flipped Jake over so he was on his belly. Feeling Tank grip his boxers he tried as hard as he could to keep them up but they where ripped from his fingers and shoved down to his feet and then off to joining his pants. He laid there quivering under the massive form completely exposed. He used his tail to cover up his rear for all the good it would do.

"I hope you don't mind it ruff, I ain't got nothing to slick you're ass up." Tank said as he pulled down his pants zipper.

It took him a moment to pull his fully hard cock out of his pants, but when he did he let out a sigh as the hot member was touched by the cool air. There was already a good amount of pre seeping from the tip and Tank gave his prized 7.5 inch cock a few strokes before forcing Jake's tail out of the way. He leaned forward pressing Jake's back down with his chest, the new position placed the dripping head right at Jake's virgin tail hole.

"Here we go." Tank whispered into Jake's ear.

Jake gasped when he felt the large head press against his hole. He clenched his teeth and used every ounce of strength he had to try and keep his rear closed to the intruder. But try as he might the slick head slowly began to force its way inside him. Tank pushed as hard as he could forcing Jake to accept his length and girth. He growled as he felt Jake fight against him and he decided to do something about that. Taking a firm grip on Jake's left hand, Tank pulled up on it hard almost pulling the joint out of his shoulder. Jake yelled as the pain shoot through him taking his mind off of everything else.

The moment gave Tank the chance to push in further and with a small 'pop' his head entered into Jake's body. Tank crouched over Jake panting for a few minutes before he started to push in further. Jake continued to fight him but each time Tank felt resistance he would pull up more on the arm he had old of. Each yell of pain from Jake was followed by another inch of Tank's cock pushing into his tight body. It took nearly ten minutes but with one final shove, Tank was set fully inside of Jake. He sighed letting himself rest for a moment as he enjoyed the warmth that was wrapped around his member.

Jake was in agony. His arm felt like it was ready to rip from his body and his rear was burning as if someone had stabbed a red hot metal pole inside him. He could feel something running down from around Tank's member and he was pretty sure that the flesh around his hole had been ripped by the Kat. Jake could feel the tears running down his face freely mixing with the blood that was dripping from his mouth. Every twitch of Tank's member inside his sent his nerves on fire.

"Stop." He managed to chock out but his words fell had no effect on Tank.

Slowly Tank began to pull out of Jake causing him to hiss in pain. He sighed a little as he felt Tank pull almost completely out of him but the moment didn't last as the dominant Kat pushed back into him hard forcing him to yowl. Again and again Tank pulled out only to slam back in at full force. His legs shook from the force of holding himself up as he used Jake for his own pleasure. Jake kept trying to push Tank off his or crawl away but he couldn't move more then an inch of the large form. Finally he gave up and went limp letting Tank have his way with him.

With each thrust in Jake felt a little more of himself grow colder and he started to wish that he would just die. A small clatter managed to catch his attention and he looked to the side through the tears hoping to see someone there who might be able to help him. But all he saw was a small black box. It took a few minutes for his brain to tell what it was but when he recognized it his ears perked up. Tank's cell phone.

Jake realized that during Tank's wild thrusting it must have fallen from his pant or jacket pocket and since Tank hadn't reach down to pick it back up he must be to far into his haze of lust to notice it. Slowly Jake moved his free paw until he wrapped it around the phone. When nothing else happened to him he sighed a little even though he was still feeling lower then dirt for what was happening. Pulling it closer he flipped it open and hit the first number that he could think of.

He waited the faint sound of ringing was the only thing that helped him take his mind off of what was happening.

"911 what is you're emergency?" A faint female voice answered.

"H... help... p.... please." He whispered as loud as he dared.

"Sir can you speak up please?" The voice asked. "Sir are you still there?"

"P... please help." He said a little louder. "Theater... upper bathroom..."

A heavy grunt from above him made him flinch and he quickly slid the phone across the floor so that he was hidden behind the toilet. He felt Tank's thrusting picking up and he knew what was going to happen any moment. A heavy growl began to come from Tank as he neared his climax and his grip on Jake's arm tightened forcing him to whimper in pain.

"Fuck... here it comes little slut." Tank growled as he began to move in and out faster then ever before.

With one final thrust and a heavy snarl Tank sank in as deep as he could into Jake and shot wave after wave of his seed into his small body. Jake gasped at the feeling of being so violently filled and he clenched his teeth wishing for it to stop. To both it felt like ages before the wave of warmth finally ended and Tank groaned and fell forward on top of Jake. He laid there panting heavily both of them reeking with the smell of his heavy orgasm.

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"Damn you little fagot, ya got a tight ass." Tank panted out pushing himself off of Jake who whimpered.

Tank stayed crouched over Jake for a few minutes before pulling out of him fast and hard. The sudden action caused Jake to cry out another wave of tears falling from his face. Tank pulled himself up to his feet and walked over to the sink with his cock still hanging out. Turning on the water he grabbed a hand full of towels and began to wash himself off. Once he was done and his member was back in his pants he turned to see Jake still laying on the bathroom floor. He sneered and moved back over to him. Laughing he balled up the towels and tossed them at Jake's head.

"Thanks for the great time." He sneered. "And if you tell anyone what happened... then next time I'll make sure that you don't live to tell about it."

Jake whimpered which made Tank laugh. Turning away from the whimpering figure Tank left the bathroom and made his way back down the stairs and out of the theater.

Chance groaned and longed to stretch his leg. It was falling asleep on the cramped seat next to him. He opened his phone so he could check the time.

'Jake has been gone for almost a half hour.' He thought to himself.

He waited another ten minutes before grunting and pushing himself out of his seat. He decided that he didn't care how into the movie he was, he had the strong feeling that something was wrong and he knew that Jake needed him. Even with the walk way clear it took him almost five minutes to get out of the theater he was in. As soon as the doors opened he almost bumped into another Kat who was smaller then him.

"Sorry." He grunted.

He looked around and saw that the lobby was packed with people and there where flashing red and blue lights relaxing off the walls.

"Whats going on?" He asked the tom he bumped into.

"Some poor Kat was found injured in the up stairs bathroom." He said. "From what I have herd he is in pretty bad shape."

The bottom fell from Chance's stomach and he quickly started pushing his way through the crowed of people.

'Nonononono!' His mind cried out as he got closer to the front of the building. He had managed to push his way to the front of the crowed and he could just make out them roiling someone into an ambulance outside. He moved as fast as he could trying to get out side so he could see if it was Jake. Before he could get to the doors a large Tom blocked his way.

"Sir please get back..." He started to say but Chance cut him off.

"Listen... my friend has been missing for half an hour I just want to know if that is him!" He said with begging eyes.

The police officer was about to tell him to get back again but another Tom cut him off.

"Feral let the kid through."

Chance looked behind him and saw a tall skinny Tom in a suit and tie.

"I'm detective Gilbert, I was sent out with the first unit that was called to the scene." He said. "Come on, I'll take you to see him."

Chance would have thanked him but at the moment he was too concerned with finding out if the one in the ambulance was his friend. Chance rushed out of the building and made his way as fast as he could to the back of the white vehicle. He looked into the back and saw two figures; one was hovering over the second who was laying on the gurney.

"Hey, give us a moment." Detective Gilbert told the one inside.

He nodded before stepping out and going to the front of the vehicle. Chance moved up into the back area and looked down at the one laying eyes went wide with shock and he felt tears starting to well up in his eyes.

"Oh god... Jack..." He whispered.

*Hides from everyone who wants me dead for this chapter.*