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Chris inhaled sharply, blood pounding in his ears. Everything was a blur. His ribs hurt. Maybe something was broken. He’d been so stupid. The canopy of leaves above him appeared and then blurred back out of focus. He was pinned on his back in the underbrush and his creature power suit was destroyed. A large gash ran down the front of it and it sparked and crackled occasionally worrying him he might be electrocuted by it. It fizzled and crackled again but then went dark. He had been running through the forest with panther powers chasing another panther when his creature power suit had malfunctioned and deactivated. The panther he had been following turned and attacked him. Throwing him across the forest floor. He was lucky. It had mostly played with him and hadn’t been interested in eating him.
He tried to shift his body but it wouldn’t listen to him. He looked down; there was a lot of blood. He felt dizzy and looked back up at the canopy of leaves blowing in the wind. The edges of them were golden in the setting sun. He blacked out.
A black boot nudged the figure. What was he doing out here? Was he alive? Zach looked down at the younger Kratt lying on the forest floor. He was badly hurt and it looked like his suit was destroyed. He leaned in to see if he was dead. He could barely make out very shallow breathing. The green brother stirred ever so slightly and his eyes fluttered open briefly before his brow knit and he closed them again, presumably in pain. Zach sighed. Such a waste. He’s too pretty to die alone and in such a mess. He looked at Chris covered in blood and dirt and leaves on the forest floor. “Zachbots!” he called out. “Bring him back to the ship!…Carefully!”
The metal robot set Chris down on the floor of a grey cold cell. Zach looked down at Chris. So fragile. Whenever he was disrupting Zach’s schemes he usually looked so confident and strong. He pushed some hair from his forehead. “Zachbots! Clean him up! And take his vitals.”
The robots began to wipe blood from Chris’ body. Zach could see the extent of the attack now. It was bad and Chris probably should go to a real doctor but it wasn’t hopeless and he could be stabilized here. He had the robots attend to Chris as best they could and stitch him up. One of them removed his bloodied and torn clothes. Zach looked over Chris’ abdomen and his chiseled muscles; Chris kept his body so taught and lean with all his climbing. Zach lazily ran his hand along the other man’s chest. He thought he noticed Chris’ breathing deepen a little. The brunette’s eyes were closed and he looked pretty peaceful given everything that had happened.
Zach thought he looked like a sculpture from a museum chiseled from some ancient tan stone; a tribute to some young god that had died fighting a monster. He ran his finger down Chris’ chest and across his pecks. He noticed Chris’ nipples harden. He traced little circles around them and they stood further at attention. Chris’ body was responding even if he was passed out. Zach looked him over. He licked his thumb and rubbed it across Chris’ lips. Then he pushed it into Chris mouth and felt his warm tongue waiting there. Chris remained asleep. Zach was starting to feel a bulge in his lavender pants. He looked down at the sleeping wild kratt. Then he smacked Chris hard across the cheek. No response. Chris was out. Whatever drugs the zachbots had pumped into him and the stress of the injuries had him completely unconscious and helpless. Zach pawed his way down Chris’ prone form and began rubbingand massaging. He’d always wondered about the size of the two brothers. He teased and grabbed watching Chris’ cock come alive. Of course the younger one was big. It all made sense. He began stroking Chris harder. There was something so perverse and pleasurable about taking this from Chris while he was passed out. Zach bent over and nibbled along Chris neck while he pumped faster. Chris’ body was responding beautifully. Like a wonderful toy. An instrument for pleasure that was meant to be played. The brunette was so cute. He hoped the zachbots had done a good job. He wanted to keep this new plaything. He licked Chris neck down to his clavicle. Breathing hot and hard on Chris as he pumped. He licked his hand for more lubrication and then he buried his face in the green kratt brothers shoulder as he grabbed onto his cock again. Sliding his hand up and down and playing with his thumb across Chris’ slick head. He was the perfect toy. He looked down and he could tell Chris was close to cumming in his hand. He reached over to his water cup, finished the last sip and lowered the cup down to Chris’ slick head. “Good boy.” Hot seed spilled out and into the cup. Zach set it aside and moved up Chris’ body. He again licked his thumb and pushed it across Chris’ lips; smearing them and parting them ever so slightly. He had to see the green brother wrapped around his dick. He softly pinched Chris’ nose and the brunette opened his mouth. Zach let go and then brought his dick up to Chris’ mouth; precum dripping onto his lips and chin.
He slowly pushed the tip in. Chris moved his head slightly. Zach froze. Chris’ eyes stayed closed. Zach continued to push into his mouth, sliding along his tounge and down his throat. He softly took a fistful of Chris hair in his hand and began plunging in and out. He loved seeing Chris’ lips wrapped around his cock. “Zachbots, get over here and record this. No not like that! From my point of view!” The Zachbot moved behind Zach and filmed over his shoulder. He pulled Chris back and forth like a rag doll. Zach pulled his dick out of Chris’ mouth and rubbed it on his cheek pressing into his face; more precum leaking onto Chris. “Make sure to get some pictures like this!” He yelled to them. The brunette’s peaceful expression was at odds with being violated and made a dirty slut. Zach moved back down Chris’ body and pulled his legs open. He raked his fingers across Chris’ thighs and watched Chris’ body shiver. His body was responding so well. “What a good boy you can be.” He murmured. He looked down at Chris while he pumped his own cock. He looked to the glass. He lifted it and sipped some of it while playing with himself. He enjoyed the taste of the green brother. He again brushed Chris bangs away. Too bad he was so annoying when he was awake. Who wants to hear so much about animals all day he thought. Zach brought the glass down between Chris’ legs and poured some of the cum, drizzling it over Chris’ hole. He lined the head of his cock up with Chris. He wished he could look into Chris’s eyes. To see his fear in this moment but he told himself he could always do that again when Chris eventually woke up. Then he buried himself deep in the green kratt in one rough move. Oh he was so unbelievably tight. Zach was sure he was damaging his new toy a little but he couldn’t restrain himself. He’d wanted this moment for a long time. To truly devastate the young kratt brother. Again he rammed himself deep into Chris. Now he knew what he had missed out on at those frat parties in college. Using defenseless prey. His eyes rolled back in his head. How unbelievably lucky that today he had decided to look for big cats for one of his inventions and come across this little green toy.
Finally after a few more vicious minutes, he came. Filling up Chris completely. He pulled off of the brunette and moved back out of breath. Chris lay there like a discarded doll. Eyes closed. This was going to be a lot of fun.
That was it would be until the rest of the team inevitably would show up to find Chris. But they had no reason to suspect him so maybe he’d get more time with his new toy. Maybe some of the time he’d keep him drugged up and passed out, it was certainly less annoying that way. He chuckled to himself and stood up to leave the cell. “Zachbots! Get that footage on the control room big screen!” He shrieked at the robots. He picked up the glass of Chris’ cum and left the cell heading to the control room of the ship.