It had only been fifteen minutes since Bonnie sat his ass on Avery's desk.
Between the lingering glances at him, and the fact that his cock was still throbbing hard, the night guard was trembling in a weak attempt to keep his hands to himself. He had carefully flicked away from the kitchen in order to look at Pirate's Cove, where Foxy was 'resting', but there was only so much he could look at before he had to go to another screen. The night guard huffed, not able to locate one of the main animatronics; Freddy was nowhere to be found, and that made Avery anxious.
Avery had very little patience when it came to his cock. It throbbed painfully and as much as he wanted to touch it, he knew he didn't feel like arguing with Bonnie, especially if the blue bunny already felt like he had this kind of power over him.
But then an idea struck him.
"Bonnie, get out." Avery said firmly, turning to look at the bunny that simply raised an eyebrow.
"What?" Bonnie replied, not moving or anything from his spot on the desk. This wasn't going to be easy, and Bonnie wasn't going to let it be easy. He was a natural annoyance- ask any of the other animatronics. No one liked Bonnie unless he did exactly as he was told which was rare.
The young man took a deep breath, a sinking suspicion deep in his stomach making him wish he had a stiffer spine. "I said. Get. Out." Avery put some more force into his voice, moving to stand and tug his boxers on over his erect cock. Bonnie hopped off the desk, tilting his head much like Chica had. Avery quietly swallowed the lump in his throat. Bonnie looked down at Avery's covered cock before lifting his mechanical gaze back up at him.
"You think you can boss me around, kid?" Bonnie asked, making Avery's cheeks flush. He wasn't a child! How could Bonnie even think that? The nineteen year old huffed, narrowing his eyes at the robotic rabbit.
"I'm the night guard, and therefore I'm in charge." Avery said with the same firm tone, ignoring the heat crawling up his neck, or gathering in his groin. As soon as Bonnie was gone, he would lock the door and jerk off until he couldn't anymore.
Bonnie gave a laugh, as if he had heard a hilarious joke. "Kid, don't you know who's really in charge here?" He asked, grinning. The grin didn't look good on Bonnie. It looked sinister, but that didn't stop an excited jolt shot straight to Avery's cock. "You can't really think it's you!"
"I'm charge between the hours of midnight and six in the morning. Now get out!" Avery shouted, pointing at the door.
Bonnie simply stood there, before shaking his head, crossing his arms over his chest with a perked eyebrow. "Don't come cryin' to me when you learn the hard way who the real boss is." He shrugged his shoulders and walked out of the office, closing the door behind him. Avery ran – which is hard with an erected cock – and locked it behind Bonnie, immediately slumping against the door and pushing his boxers down frantically.
Waddling to the chair he sat down and immediately wrapped his fingers around himself, pumping his firm up and down movements as he leaned back and relaxed. He should have read the paperwork. He gave himself a squeeze, groaning, before looking back at the kitchen's screen. Chica was gone. Annoyed but not completely disappointed, Avery sighed. He flipped to the stage, and found Bonnie wandering behind the curtain. There wasn't a screen to look back there as far as Avery could tell.
It made him angry to think that Bonnie could think he could tell him what to do.
Avery looked at the clock and groaned, giving himself a hard squeeze. It was only one in the morning. Had his time between Chica and Bonnie truly moved that slowly? He shook his head, grabbed his bag, and pulled a magazine out. It was a restricted copy of an online furry magazine, focused mainly on females with furry male partners, but this edition was one for male on male fun.
He flipped to his favourite page carefully, the pages weak and flimsy from months of night viewings. It was of a man – Avery guessed his age to be around his, 19 or 20 years old – with a pacifier in his mouth and a one piece pajama set on, being cradled by what could only be seen as a 'stuffed' bear, the only dead giveaway being the cock pressing against the younger man's ass. Age-play had never been a kink until recently, and while the idea of it had originally bothered Avery, the more he looked at this picture and 'researched' it online, the more he felt like it would be something he wouldn't mind, as long as he was with the right partner.
A knock on the door made him gasp and slam the magazine shut in some panic, looking at the table and swiping over to see the office door. Chica was there, and with the look on her face she didn't seem to be very happy.
"Go away!" Avery hollered, not bothering to get up and unlock it at all.
Another heavy knock came as his answer. Avery rolled his eyes. He wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to let her in. He went back to his magazine, stroking his cock as he flipped through the pages. He groaned while his steady pumping and rhythmic squeezes put him quickly closer the edge with the additional visuals before him. He panted, thrusting his hips gently against his hand, biting the corner of his lip. So... close...
BANG!
"What in the fuck!" Avery yelled, jumping up from the chair, and going to the door with a waddle. "Back the fuck off, all of you!" He yanked his boxers up, stepping back to pull his jeans up too when a second bang – just as loud and unsettling as the first – made Avery jerk for the door, instead.
It was his mistake.
As his hand tightened around the door, he moved simply to crack it open far enough to look out. Instead, someone behind it shoved it open, making Avery trip and fall backwards on his ass. He scrambled to get to the chair, but someone put their foot on his back, trapping him there. Avery winced, half winded from the fall. He looked over his shoulder, and felt his face go white in the process.
Standing there was Freddy and Bonnie, Freddy being the one who pinned Avery to the ground.
"I tol'ya not to come cryin' to me when you met the real boss." Bonnie cackled, and Freddy pressed his foot down harder on the human, making him grit his teeth.
"F-freddy! Get off of me, I'm –" Avery started, but was cut off when something landed sharply on his ass, making him gasp and half whimper. Bonnie lifted the crop up again, before moving to close the door behind him, pulling it closed and locking it with a simple press to the red button on the wall. Freddy looked back at the blue bunny before looking down at the night guard.
Freddy was a massive animatronic. Taller than 6 feet, he towered over Avery as it was, making Bonnie look short. He had slimmed out a little, still round enough to be considered a 'bear', but he wasn't thin like Foxy, nor stocky like Bonnie. He chuckled darkly, and reached down, grabbing Avery by his hair and yanking him up.
Avery nearly yelled, reaching up to grab Freddy's 'paws'. He gasped, being half thrown against the desk before he felt Bonnie move to sit on his bent back, pinning him to the desk. He struggled, flailing his limbs as best he could before he saw Freddy's shadow move, followed by the bear himself. Freddy sat in the chair, picking up Avery's magazine and began flipping through it, usually expressive eyebrows furrowed in what looked like confusion before the figurative light flicked on.
"You want to be fucked by someone like us?" Freddy asked quietly, voice deep. Bonnie giggled, giving Avery's ass another hard swat of the leather crop, making the human gasp and wiggle his hips in pain. He bit his lip, refusing to look or answer the animatronics.
What was the worse that they could do to him?
Another hard slap on the ass, and Avery hissed, before another smaller pawed hand grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head up, forcing him to look into the deep brown eyes of Freddy Fazbear. "Freddy... please..." Avery whispered, reaching up to grab at Bonnie's paws, before jerking when the crop found the same spot on his right ass cheek, making the human bounce under the blue rabbit.
"Freddy, please." Freddy mimicked, before he leaned in real close to Avery, grabbing his chin and forcing the human to look at him. "I didn't hear a 'no', guard." He said quietly, before releasing Avery and moving behind him. Avery's cheeks flushed red and he struggled again under the bunny, which only brought the crop down on his ass again.
Freddy wasn't really all that interested in the human; hell he wasn't interested in most children he entertained daily. He was tired, and grumpy, but he enjoyed making people – making children – happy, and that was the only reason he had yet to dump water all over himself and force a short circuit. He reached over, caressing the human's hip gently, half amused that he still didn't deny or accept Freddy's previous comment. "Put that crop away, Bonnie. You won't need it anymore." Freddy said, and the bunny nodded, putting the crop on the window sill, out of reach of Avery, who eyed the makeshift weapon carefully.
"How will we take this one, Bonnie?" Freddy asked, voice deep again as he trailed his paw down from Avery's hip to his ass, cupping the flesh almost lovingly. Avery kicked his legs, and Freddy responded with a heavy swat of his own, heavy enough to make Avery cry out this time.
"I think he enjoys it rough." Said the bunny with a grin, as he rolled his hips in the small of the night guard's back. Freddy chuckled, and brought his second paw to Avery's ass, cupping the human's bum through his boxers. Avery's face was bright red, horrified and very aroused by the fact that he had not one, but two furry animatronics giving him their attention.
"I can play rough." Freddy replied, before yanking Avery's boxers down. The human whimpered, bringing his hands to his face to cover his mouth. While on one hand, Avery was excited and still painfully erect. On the other hand, he was beyond terrified. These were machines! They couldn't fuck him! ...Could they?
Avery didn't want to find out. With all of his might, he released his mouth and then pushed up and back from the desk, sending Bonnie head first into the back wall, and Freddy stumbling into the chair. Lunging for the door, Avery tugged and pulled on the heavy metal frame before crying out when a strong pair of arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him back.
"That wasn't very nice human," Freddy chided, his tone dangerous and low. Bonnie sat on the floor beside the desk, rubbing his head between his ears. Avery struggled in Freddy's grasp, before being thrown against the desk again, and quickly pinned there by Freddy himself. At some point, between throwing Bonnie from his back and running to the door, Avery had lost his jeans on the floor.
With a paw in his hair, Freddy yanked Avery's head up and licked his cheek. "You're going to wish we had been kind to you to begin with." He whispered, before pushing Avery's head down to the desk.
"Bonnie! Hold him down." Freddy barked at the bunny, who nodded and scrambled to sit on Avery again, this time higher up on his back, relaxing his frame to effectively trap Avery beneath him.
"Please! Please, F-freddy, Bonnie please!" Avery began to beg, kicking his legs frantically.
Freddy simply clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, bringing his paw hard down on Avery's ass, grinning when the human cried out once again. "Begging won't help this time, human. You'll learn that soon enough."
Avery whimpered, squirming hard when Freddy began to pull his boxers down.