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Tales of the Barnum Systems
Jerrit's Tale
(C) 1988, The Werewolf!
The Barnum System was an anomaly of evolution. Unlike most planets, where only one species managed to struggle to intelligence, and dominance in each major biosphere, on Barnum, every species which managed to evolve a large enough brain almost immediately jumped to intelligence.
Further, because most land-based sentient animals quickly have need of hands to manipulate tools, most Barnum species were humanoid and to clinch the seemingly overwhelming set of coincidences, most of the habitable planets of Barnum resembled Earth, with virtually identical ecological niches, most of the sentients resembled a humanoid version of a native Terran animal.
The guy who found the first Barnum planet was rumored to have said: "My God... I've found Disney Heaven! It's a regular circus here..." Thus the name "Barnum".
However, as later explorers found, the population of Barnum was Disney-like only in appearance. In fact, these were very bright and social creatures who had to live in close quarters with hundreds of equally bright, social and wholly different animals. The best way to describe it is that each species ended up socializing on the others to the point that each considered the others as "things like us, but not able to reproduce with us".
Humans first tried settling on the Barnum planets and then, when it was obvious that these beings were not inclined to let the humans get away with treating them as second-class sapients, diplomatic missions were established to try and build trade in technology and manpower as well as vacation sites for humans who wanted to be closer to nature.
Only this nature talked...
Mark had never been to Barnum although he'd heard about it. He had been sent to work with a crew of Barnum natives in establishing a new fusion network on one of the mineral-rich but uninhabited outer planets of the Barnum system.
His first stop was in the port town of Threring where he was briefed on local customs and given supplies for the next leg of his journey. He spent the night in a local hotel, killing time by swimming in the pool. He was amazed to see the variety of creatures sharing the pool with him. Larger, burly polar-bear men dived and cannonballed into the pool alongside sleek otter men while foxes and raccoons lolled about on deck chairs sipping on drinks.
The other thing that surprised him was that most of them went about without any clothing whatsoever. While he was hardly a prude, the idea of a pool on Earth with so many undressed people ambling about was pretty much unheard of.
As he swam through the warm, clear water, an explosion of polar-bear lifted him up and as he rode the swell of the bear-man's cannonball dive; he felt something nudge him between his legs... An otter-man had driven his muzzle into his crotch and then swam away. He was surprised and somewhat stimulated by the touch.
He felt flustered by this unsolicited contact, but he also found it surprisingly arousing. He wanted to look at the natives and their unabashed nudity, but just couldn't do that. Out of the side of his view, he tried to get a good look at a male otter-man who was lying on his back, his legs spread wide. Mark stood up and hurried back to his room before his embarrassment or arousal got the best of him.
It was obvious that this was going to be a strange trip.
It was a twenty hour trip from Threring to the orbiting station over Bitop. Waiting for him was a wolf-man and a human. The human introduced the wolf as "Jerrit" and told Mark that Jerrit was to be his liaison with the other Barnum engineers and, since living space was at a premium on the station, that he'd have to bunk with Jerrit.
There was about a five hour difference in the station's day-cycle and his circadian was almost in sync with the station. Jerrit showed him the facilities and introduced him to the team of engineers: another wolf, female, a polar-bear man, a lizard man, a smaller brown-bear female and three beings who looked all the world like beavers.
They all went to the cafeteria and drank a variety of liquids while discussing the first set of fusion power sites and how best to deliver them to the planet's surface. To his surprise, these were pretty good technicians and engineers. Jerrit was actually a physicist with additional training in nuclear engineering.
Hours passed quickly and soon all of them were wiped. One by one, they left for their cabins and soon only Mark and Jerrit were left chatting about the differences between their people.
"Let's continue this in our cabin," suggested Jerrit. "Ok," replied Mark.
They wound their way to their cabin and entered. Jerrit opened a locker and pulled out a bottle of some sort of thick, green liquid. "I don't know if you will like this," Jerrit said, "I'm not familiar with human tastes."
"It looks... interesting," said Mark. "So, how many humans have you worked with?" he asked.
"I've worked with several, but I have to admit, you're the first I've felt even slightly comfortable around," said Jerrit. "Thank you," replied Mark.
They talked of their families, neither of them were married. And as the liquor disappeared, the conversation turned to more personal topics.
"Jerrit, may I ask an odd question?" asked Mark. "Of course," replied Jerrit, "ask away." "When I was at the Threring station, I saw a lot of Barnum people at a pool and a lot of them weren't wearing much. Is that normal?"
"Pretty much." Jerrit answered. "We're fur bearing creatures and clothing tends to make us hot and makes our skin itch. We wear uniforms here mostly out of respect for the humans, and to make carrying things easier."
"Oh," said Mark, "so normally you'd not wear anything."
"Yup," said Jerrit.
"Hmmm.... Jerrit, if you'd feel more comfortable not wearing anything, feel free to do so in our cabin. We're going to be roommates for a while, and I'd rather you were comfortable."
"You're sure, Mark? I've been told that humans really find nudity disturbing," Jerrit asked.
"Well... I have to admit that I'll be distracted at first - I'm not used to being around naked people, but I'm sure I'll get used to it..." replied Mark.
The next week went past pretty quickly, design and fabrication of the engine components and then delivery of the first test units could almost be totally handled by the computers.Mark was settling in quite nicely and had adjusted to the slightly longer day that was the norm on the station.
One thing that he was having trouble getting used to was Jerrit's nudity and it bothered him. He felt that as a progressive human, he should have had no problems with it- but it troubled him.
Not that Jerrit was repellent, quite the contrary, it was the fact that Jerrit's body was actually quite attractive. This surprised him on several levels... Jerrit was not only a male, but a male of a different species. Liberal was one thing, but this was ridiculous.
Mark's first shock had been that Jerrit's genitals weren't like those of a human, but far more like those of a large dog or a wolf - a thick, cream-furred sheath lay held against his belly above a slightly lighter furred sac.
Still, he couldn't deny it, seeing Jerrit putter about their quarters made him feel something inside. He just hoped that Jerrit didn't catch the glances and near stares.
A few days later, the four day weekend, which was typical on a station's timetable, began and found both Mark and Jerrit in their quarters.
"Do you mind if I get comfortable?" asked Jerrit.
"Be my guest," replied Mark.
Jerrit pulled at the strip at his wrist and ran his clawed thumb along the seam causing it to part. He followed the seam under his armpit and then down his side to his waist. The cloth of his tunic fell open exposing a thickly furred chest of cream and fire orange sides and back. He reached back to open some sort of flap in the back above his tail and then hooked his thumbs into the waist and pulled down, freeing himself from the jumpsuit and flopping onto his bed. He picked up a book in some unrecognizable language and began reading.
Mark was working on a set of computations for an upcoming test launch but found it hard to concentrate. First his eyes were drawn to Jerrit's legs and then began following them up to Jerrit's groin.
"Do you like what you see?" asked Jerrit from behind his book.
Mark jumped as if lightning had struck him and began stammering a weak denial. "I'm.... surprised, that's all. It's not at all what I expected."
"I see," Jerrit said, putting down the book and rolling up to a sitting position. "So then this wouldn't bother you at all..." he said and drew his hand along his sheath. Mark swallowed. "N-no. But it is a bit rude."
"Ah," replied Jerrit. His golden-yellow eyes captured Mark's blue eyes and held them as Jerrit began a slow stroking of the fur on his sheath. Mark could only stare as a finger of pink flesh poked its way free from Jerrit's sheath and struggled into the light.
Jerrit's ears swiveled about and he scooted his muzzle down to the lengthening pink shaft, now growing redder and slid his tongue out to meet it. Mark felt himself suddenly grow faint as he saw that broad flat tongue slip against the thickening member and draw it into Jerrit's mouth.
Mark's own shaft had grown hard and strained at the tough fabric of his own jump suit. He could feel the slick wetness of his own pre-come as it wiped against the cloth. A part of him wanted to resist this arousal, but a larger part wanted to release the building fire.
Mark was out of his clothes in a minute and stood up. He was well built and fairly muscular with a slightly larger than average set of genitals. His penis was rock hard and swung in front of him as he moved. Jerrit looked up at him appreciatively, continuing to work his cock in his own mouth, tonguing and nibbling at the swollen member.
Mark stood there for a moment, uncertain as to what his next move should be. Jerrit solved that by letting his own cock slip out of his muzzle with a wet, slurp. He stood up from the bed, his cock swinging wildly, and moved over to Mark and wrapped his furry arms around the startled human.
Mark left Jerrit's wet cock rub against his own rigid member and then slide wetly up his belly as the two tightened their embrace. Jerrit's belly fur tickled Mark in many places as did Jerrit's furry, muscular arms. The claws which seemed so much like ornamentation on Jerrit's hands now began pricking and scratching his back as Jerrit began a gentle, but insistent thrusting of his hips.
The large canid began an insistent pressing and licking at Mark's mouth and snaked his tongue against Mark's lips. A gasp opened the way as Jerrit reached between Mark's legs, and his tongue, warm, slippery and wet, dived in. Mark could taste the musky precome Jerrit had licked from his own lupine shaft.
With a sudden lunge, Jerrit dropped and grasped Mark's leg and pressed his cock against the hairy skin of his thigh. His muzzle snapped to Mark's cock and started licking and a gentle biting. Mark moaned and leaned back against the table as Jerrit sucked the rigid shaft into that all too alien muzzle.
Jerrit's head started working back and forth, rubbing the sensitive swollen head on Mark's dick against the washboard roof of Jerrit's mouth.
As Mark moved his legs with pleasure, his foot brushed against Jerrit's furry balls and Mark began to slowly rub the soft fur with the top of his foot. Jerrit groaned sending the vibrations through the hard human shaft in his mouth.
First he pressed his balls against Mark's foot then started working his cock up and down Mark's leg, leaving slippery trails of wetness along the hairy skin. Then he began a persistent stroking and rubbing of his stiff cock along Mark's leg working the pointed tip up along the leg, pressing Mark back against the table.
"Hold on a sec," Mark cried out. "I'm not sure I'm ready for that."
"Don't worry, you'll like it. I'm sure you will." Jerrit said, huskily. His voice had taken on an eerie, almost animal sound and the words were nearly growls.
Mark started to protest when Jerrit finally was atop him, resting his swollen cock, dripping with precome along Mark's own rock-hard member. The sensation of Jerrit's cock and the silky fur brushing the insides of his thighs and his belly wiped out any last fear and he spread his legs wider to take the large canine between his thighs.
Jerrit quickly lifted Mark and turned him over onto his belly. Mark was startled by this sudden move but bowed to Jerrit's instincts. He felt himself being covered in warm, dry fur and the strong arms of the canid slipping around his waist.
He could feel Jerrit crouch and spread furred thighs around his rear and then brush that exquisite tail across the sensitive skin of the back of his legs. Mark's cock was pressed against the table and every movement rubbed it against the textured surface. He could feel a wet hardness slipping between his ass-cheeks and a surprisingly hard object begin to pry open his anus.
Jerrit moaned and gripped Mark harder, pulling him up into the warm nest of Jerrit's belly and thighs. The motion propelled the rigid canid penis deeper into Mark's ass and there was a moment of pain as his body shifted to accommodate this new sensation.
It was as if Jerrit has gone wholly animal, like some strange werewolf or Jekyll and Hyde-like transformation. He was growling and thrusting madly into Mark. Mark was excited by the multiple forbiddeness of this act of pleasure - he was being fucked not only by a male, but a male alien who didn't even resemble his own species, but look exactly like a large wolf.
He could see a reflection of their feral coupling in the dressing mirror and was both startled and fascinated with Jerrit's appearance. His face was contorted in animal passion and crouched as he was over Mark's back, he resembled a large dog - ears pressed tight against his head and his black lips pulled back in tension exposing long fangs and sharp teeth.
The stabbing, rubbing of Jerrit's cock within Mark was wonderfully pleasurable. It was a warm pressure that flooded his already rock-like cock with even more blood making his erection almost painful. Jerrit pressed his face against Mark's back and began a frantic rubbing and licking. He thrust for a few seconds then bit on Mark's neck hard enough to make Mark cry out.
As Mark arched in surprise at the sudden bite, Jerrit grabbed harder and began working his cock hard into Mark's ass. Mark gripped the table and stiffened as he felt a knobby ball on Jerrit's cock start to grind into his ass. Jerrit held tight on Mark's neck and waist and wormed it around and around until it snapped into Mark's ass with a popping sensation.
Mark let out a shout of shock as the canid cock rapidly grew in size and filled his bowels will scalding hot juices. Jerrit let out a sound which was something between a howl and a cry and collapsed onto Mark repeated saying "Sorry..." He was actually sobbing.
"Jerrit... stop that. What's wrong with you?" Mark called out.
"I'm so embarrassed. I've not mated for along time... I couldn't control myself," Jerrit said wearily.
"God, that's ok. I'm fine and I'm glad we're doing this.... I've never felt anything so good in my life!" Mark was adapting to the large wolf cock filling his rear and the shock which made it feel painful was fading and leaving a warm glow. "I have just one question..."
"Y-yes?" Jerrit stammered.
"How will we explain this to the Project Manager?"
Jerrit sputtered and started laughing at that image. He told Mark to relax and that they should be able to separate within a few minutes. Mark tried to relax and he could feel the massive swelling start to shrink as Jerrit carefully started working it out of him.
It popped out releasing a flood of semen and juice. Jerrit explained that the males of his species produce an amazing amount of lubrication and precome compared with most other animals. He went to the bathroom, his cock still dripping and brought back a towel to clean Mark.
They rested for a moment on Jerrit's bed. Mark's cock was still very hard and the feathery brushes of Jerrit's fur didn't help.
"I see I've not been fair," Jerrit said. He rolled onto his back and gripped Mark around the waist with his legs pulling Mark onto him. They looked into each other's eyes, seeing the friendship that had grown between such different beings in such a short time.
This time, it was Mark's turn to start nuzzling into Jerrit's chest fur and to work himself down to the furry mound between Jerrit's legs. Jerrit had carefully cleaned his dick before letting it slide back into its fur-covered home.
Mark wasn't sure how to get a canine hot, so he began licking the opening in the sheath. This made Jerrit groan and press his sheath against Mark's lips. Mark started rubbing the thick sheath and squeezed it.
"Lower, squeeze me lower... behind the knot," gasped Jerrit.
Mark fondled Jerrit's sheath and felt the thickening in the shaft hidden within. He gripped the sheath and gently squeezed. Jerrit moaned and told Mark to squeeze harder. Mark did so and was rewarded with the appearance of the pink finger of cock-flesh poking out of the tight opening in his sheath.
"Uhnnn.." groaned Jerrit. Mark began sliding the entire sheath over the slippery-wet cock, all the while, keeping a tight grip on the base. Jerrit was thrusting his hips and spraying precome over Mark's hands. Mark moved his head down between Jerrit's thighs and tasted the glistening cock-head.
He was surprise to find that the taste was pleasant; a little bitter but tasty. He slipped his lips over the shaft and began a rhythmic sucking and licking. Jerrit leaned up to watch the action and to touch and caress Mark.
He was overwhelmed by the amount of juice Jerrit was producing. Every few seconds, he'd have to spit out a mouthful of precome he couldn't possibly swallow in time.
Mark was burning hot and pushed himself between Jerrit's legs. Jerrit flipped his tail up between Mark's legs and wagged it about, ticking Mark's balls and crotch. Mark was consumed with his desperation and pressed his cock towards Jerrit's ass, right at the base of his large tail. He felt the puckered opening touch his painfully swollen cockhead and he pressed in. Jerrit grunted as his anus opened for the human cock.
Mark had never fucked another male before and he was uncertain what this would be like. While it wasn't like fucking a human woman, it was certainly pleasurable and the hot, wet, tight anus stroked his cock better than anything he'd ever felt. As he thrust deeper into Jerrit, Jerrit's eyes widened and his mouth opened. Mark was peering into a crazed wolf's maw.
But Mark wasn't even thinking about this. His cock ended it's travel and his groin pressed into Jerrit's thick balls. Mark's own balls were pressing and sliding along Jerrit's tail which was writhing like a snake as Jerrit moaned in ecstasy.
The human held the wolf-man by the shoulders and began a frantic thrusting and pounding, sliding his balls along the thick fur of the wolf's tail and rubbing the wolf's heavy, erect cock against his belly with each desperate thrust.
Jerrit felt his balls being bumped and his insides being rubbed. His cock slipped against the slippery-smooth belly of his human lover and the pleasure was almost agonizing. He trashed about under the laboring human, drool running down his cheek fur as his tongue dangled out of his mouth.
Mark's balls started tensing and he grabbed his furry lover and slammed his cock deep into Jerrit's clenched ass. He let out a long groan as he came while Jerrit, yowling a long howl of orgasm, started spraying Mark's and his own chest with watery canine spunk.
Mark collapsed onto Jerrit and they turned to lay on their side, exhausted, in each other's arms.
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