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Pedo or Xeno	By : Andyouthinkimcrazy Category: +G through L > Invader Zim > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Invader Zim or The Dog Whisperer. I don't make any money off of this.

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Note: :3 Chapter fourteen at long last! This might have been finished last week if it weren't for the MIGHTY NEED I had to draw ZimxTentacles. He is too fun to molest. Those of you interested in seeing this... there's a link to my Y! account on my profile. I'll probably go back to drawing again for a while. Lucky for you people... when drawing attacks me it doesn't stay longer than a few weeks. XD It's already been two... so hang tight and I'll be right back to writing more PoX for you.
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A blond eyebrow quirked curiously over a piercing blue eye, Zim had to fight hard not to shrink back into his pitiful state under that stare; the impossibility of it all was made a further challenge when Iso jerked Dib's wrist with a chuckle. The alien cringed and hid his face in Dib's hair again, his mouth pressed into a thin line as Iso slid in his own finger along with Dib's two. Zim's head snapped back against the hard tiled floor, but the pain was minimal compared to the unbearable feeling of being stretched too far; Dib, in response, muttered something else against Zim's skin, but this was something Zim could hardly hear above the thudding of blood in his head.
“Stop...” Zim finally breathed, his resolve to remain quiet crumbling; silence was never his strong suit and the pain seemed to ebb with the rise in volume, “Stop!” he tried to command, but Dib's pep-talk was already failing him: he was weak; he could do nothing to stop this with his Pak blocking his strength yet, alternatively, he could do nothing to stop this man if his Pak were removed. The downward spiral towards zero was too risky.
“Ahh!” the alien suddenly screamed when Iso's finger went a different way than Dib's; he felt as if he was going to be split right down the middle. It was sickening and Zim hissed out another plea, “You'll rip me, Zim--” It happens again prompting Zim to arch as far as Dib's weight will allow him, “Zim orders you to st—aaahh!”
Tears spring to wide, pupil-less eyes as pain shoots its way directly to his Pak; a finger found its way to Zim's nearly forgotten second hole and, without even testing the resistance that might be put up, Iso pressed straight in. It hurts the alien so much more than he could have thought possible; the first entry was horrid... but this is a whole new level of shattering pain. Zim can think of nothing to relieve this feeling, other than to dig his fingers right into Dib's back again.
As Zim thrashes about on the floor Dib takes a moment to stretch his newly freed arm from his back; he might have some freedom but Iso's weight is too much for him to push away, and he can't even control his own fingers. He's useless in this effort and finally realizes he has been from the start; no matter what he'd done differently to help, it would end up this way: both of them trapped... and useless.
Trembling as Zim lets out another wail of pain, Dib moves his free hand to Zim's head; the alien flinches at the contact and tries to tuck himself away more, but Dib pursues and awkwardly starts to rub the patch of green skin between Zim's abused antenna. The alien can't relax-not that Dib really expected him to-but he does twitch the black stalks as if in acknowledgement; Dib hopes this means that Zim is grateful, but there's no way for him to be sure.
“How sweet.” Iso comments from above as he drives his fingers into Zim's abused body repeatedly; he's not immune to the endearing affection displayed to him, but he finds it tantalizingly arousing and, suddenly, he just can't wait any longer. He reaches out and snags Dib by the hair causing Zim's sharp claws to rip through not only the fabric of Dib's t-shirt, but also his skin; the gloved hands remain around Dib's neck drawing the little alien from the floor a little as well.
Dib's hands fly to his hair, brown eyes watering from the pain of being held up by millions of tiny little strands, “Let go!” he begs, hot tears steaming down to burn the alien below; but Iso doesn't care to listen, he thrusts his fingers into Zim's body a few more times before removing them. They're sticky with alien fluids when they come away and that makes it hard for the adult to wrestle his pants open one-handed, but when he's free he runs those fingers over his painfully hard cock. The mixture of alien and human precum feels delicious to the human; it tingles over his cock and when Dib accidentally bumps his needy flesh he has to freeze to avoid orgasm.
“Hey, beef kid.” Iso mutters after he's sure climax is at bay, Dib's only response is to repeat his previous plea, “Tell our little alien my name... I want him to scream it.” Iso curls his fingers around his cock so he can bring it to Zim's lower hole; the alien flinches and shakes his head furiously as if that alone can get him to stop. Dib says nothing.
“Come on, kid!” Iso growls, tugging harder on Dib's hair; the boy jerks and screams, his blunt nails digging into Iso's hand, “Tell him! Or would you prefer it if I occupy his mouth with your cock instead?”
Both human and alien captives flinch and Dib is quick to finally comply to save them both the horror, “I-It's Iso! His name is Iso!” Hearing his name screamed so enthusiastically the pedophile finally drives forward into Zim's body; the alien screeches and thrashes as Iso pushes slowly forward. It's heaven to the kidnapper, he feels like he's waited an eternity for this single moment with Zim's insides squeezing around his pulsing flesh. His eyes roll back and he finally drops Dib to focus on gripping the alien's slim waist.
Zim's fight is now completely drained, he can do little more than twitch and arch against Dib as the other human repeatedly jabs his insides; his arms lock back around the human boy's neck as he's reamed to fully accept his abuser. Dib isn't quite as hopeless as Zim, but he's fairly certain there isn't much he can do at this point; Zim seems to have lost all the energy he had to fight and Dib is certain he can't do this alone... but he has to try.
Dib shifts his hands against the floor and pushes against the ground; he goes no more than a few inches before he's forced back against Zim's body, but it isn't Iso who's holding him in place this time: it's Zim. The Irken isn't as weak as he'd appeared; his grip is like steel around the young human preventing the fight from continuing. Dib can do nothing more than lay there embarrassed and ashamed as Zim grinds against him and Iso; there might not be any pleasure for the Pak-driven Zim, but Dib-humiliatingly-feels his pants tighten just a little.
Zim is lost to the pain and the drive to mate; he doesn't really notice Dib's state, though he's aware enough to experience another Pak-driven movement. He shifts and tilts his hips enough to drive back against Dib's reluctant hardness and the human inside of him: his upper hole lined up almost perfectly to take Dib inside if the boy weren't still dressed. In this almost instinctual awareness Zim knows that if he gets some attention to his neglected dip that the pain will be ebbed.
He needs something... anything..! Against the pain that makes his every word tremble Zim speaks, his aching lekku brushing against Dib's hair as he pleads in a broken whisper, “Dib-hu-uman... Zim needs you.”
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