This story contains sexual scenes between males of different species.
If this type of material offends then you should not read it. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age--no matter where you live in the world--you are not to read this story by law.
This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
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Copyright 2010 EJA
THE WOLF
By
EJA
From the previous chapter:
If you live with me, I would never ask you to do anything you didn't want to do, the wolf replied. Your time would belong to you. Will you come?
Davy made up his mind. I will come, he acknowledged. Anything has to be better than what I've been doing these last three years. Since his mother's death, he meant.
The wolf had sensed as much and had played on the boy's unhappiness in order to entice him to his lair where a different fate awaited him.
Chapter Two
The boy glanced at his clothes but decided not to bother; where that aberrant thought came from he had no idea, little realising that the wolf had placed it there. Davy knew he had a talent for encouraging animals to do his bidding but failed to recognise the same ability in Wolf.
It might be better if you got on my back, the wolf encouraged. We'll get to my lair much faster than walking.
The boy complied and in a few seconds felt as if they were flying; the wolf's feet barely touched the ground. Air flowed around them as the wolf travelled deep into the forest, away from Davy's home, away from any form of human habitation.
Mountains rose all around them and the trees began to thin as they went higher into the terrain. After travelling for more than five hours the wolf came to a wide plateau that contained a single tree. A vast oak.
Davy, now they were out of the protective trees, began to shiver as cold air bit into his unclothed body. The wolf sensed this. Fear not, my love, he told the boy. Yon tree is our destination. Once we're inside there'll be plenty of warmth.
The wolf's words had been something of a giveaway; Davy realised the beast intended to mate with him, despite what he had "said" at the poolside: "If you live with me, I would never ask you to do anything you didn't want to do." It was also in that same moment that Davy realised the wolf had encouraged him to leave his clothes behind for just such an event.
However, far from being upset by this, Davy found himself looking forward to whatever this magnificent creature had in store for him and his cock became tumescent.
Wolf felt the boy's arousal and became content; this might be easy, he thought.
Davy wasn't a virgin. He had mated with others in the village as well as several dogs when a man wasn't available. It was a dog who had been the instigator of the boy's initiation into sex during his eleventh year. After that, when he wasn't fetching and carrying and generally obeying his father's orders, he found time to be with someone--either man or animal--in the confines of the leafy forest that surrounded the village.
Davy little realised the wolf's cock was far bigger--considerably--than any he had thus far taken up his anal passage and he was, in all probability, in for a very rough time.
The wolf headed straight for the lone oak tree and soon Davy could see that there was a large rent starting at the base and ascending at least five or six feet up the trunk, more than enough for them to gain entry. He had no doubt that this was where the wolf's lair was located.
His surmise proved correct and the beast entered the tree between two large-spread roots and descended a gentle incline amidst other roots and earth until daylight began to dim. They turned a corner and there, seen with difficulty in the dimness from the entrance, was a large cave covered with moss and dead leaves. This, Davy sensed, was the wolf's home.
Wolf stepped inside the cave and stood still. Here we are, he said into the boy's mind. This is my home, he added. You are welcome to stay here as long as you wish, was his final thought as Davy climbed off his back.
Thank you, Davy replied; the hours he had spent atop this creature had made him splay-legged and it was difficult to walk--at least until he got his circulation going again. There's just one thing I'd like to ask you, if you don't mind, Davy said in their now-usual method of communicating. Would I be right in assuming that you have something in mind for us? I don't think you brought me here out of the goodness of your heart.
For a moment the wolf managed to look abashed. 'Tis true I lured you here with an ulterior motive but it wasn't my main concern. I sensed you were unhappy. I soon found the reason. I need a mate and chose you as much for your sadness as my own.
Davy knew the beast was being honest and accepted the statement with a nod. I understand, he "said," I will stay and be your mate. I only hope I can take you up my ass. By now the boy had seen the size of Wolf's pouch and knew there was something substantial inside; the pouch was almost as long as his forearm--from elbow to wrist.
You must be tired, the wolf said. Perhaps you should lie down for a while. I'm basically a nocturnal creature, he explained, so I should be resting too.
Davy acknowledged the wolf's suggestion with a simple nod; framing his speech in thoughts was difficult and their "talking" had taken its toll on him. He lay on the pile of leaves and moss and closed his eyes. He was aware of the wolf laying alongside him, his great furry body comforting. A smile came to Davy's lips at the thought of what lay ahead for both of them.
Soon the pair were fast asleep; they looked strange. The furless boy, his body pale in the gloom of the cave, and his paramour: large, muscular and totally covering the twelve-year-old.
Davy dreamed of his mother, the only one who had cared for him during his formative years. His father, whenever he was around, only looked at him with scorn in his eyes; the boy was a runt and not worth the effort of getting to know better.
While the boy slept Wolf had woken and studied Davy's body, in particular his ass. Somehow he sensed that, when he took him, the lad would suffer mightily.
Warmth invaded and Davy smiled; something was nudging the crack of his ass. He knew what it was and what it portended; sex, pure and simple. Go ahead, he encouraged Wolf, do it. The boy felt the wolf move incrementally--but accurately--toward his puckered ring.
Then it was there and suddenly pain beyond his ability to comprehend it invaded his entire system as the great beast's penis, clearly bigger than his arm, sank inside. Davy passed out, such was the agony at being taken in such a primal fashion. His last conscious thought before everything shut down was that he had known big cocks, but not like this; this was so big it felt as if the wolf was tearing him a new asshole.
In effect what the wolf was doing was making sure the boy had the ability to accommodate him whenever the creature wanted to sate his desire on the buns that were in such a position for this first invasion.
Wolf thrust all thirteen inches right to the hilt inside the furless creature beneath him and instinct told him his cock had found where it would stay. He proceeded to ravish the lad, thrusting wildly into the boy's ass with such vigour the lad began moving. Only the moss-covered wall of the cave prevented Davy from travelling too far from the wolf's bed.
Slowly the boy regained a semblance of consciousness. Before he opened his eyes Davy realised where he was and what was happening to him. The massive cock was still buried in his ravaged ass as the animal took out his lust on the unprepared chasm.
Now while Davy had been comatose from shock, his body had learned to accept the massive intrusion and his ass had become accustomed to the spike wedged deep in the twelve-year-old. Finding there was no pain the boy pressed his hips back in an attempt to contain every inch of the wolf's cock. He sensed the animal had more flesh to get inside him since he couldn't feel the knot that usually forms to lock a dog--or wolf--to his mate.
Finally the wolf had impaled the boy to the mat of leaves and moss and the knot began to form. Used to such an event Davy made no objection as the thing began to take on the dimensions of a grapefruit. Most dogs he had encountered had only the size of an orange for a knot but this one was going to extremes and reshaping his ass to take this far fatter knot. The boy welcomed it, even though it did make his eyes water as he realised just how big his paramour actually was in terms of sex flesh.
Now Wolf remained still, standing over the boy in a manner that was as protective as it was sexual.
By now Davy, his body having accepted all that the wolf had to offer in the way of sexual equipment, was willing to let his paramour have him whenever he wanted. He, like the wolf above him, had found his life mate.
Are you okay, young one? the wolf asked, aware something had changed with the boy.
Yes, precious, Davy told Wolf, I am. I never realised just how wonderful a big cock could be.
You think I have a big cock? the wolf asked, not knowing that his weapon was quite extraordinary.
Most certainly, I do, the boy replied. It's quite a lot bigger than the largest cock I've ever taken.
How long have you been sexual? the wolf wanted to know.
Just over a year, Davy told him, wriggling his hips to make sure the knot stayed inside and wasn't in danger of slipping out.
Years? What are years? the wolf queried. I don't understand.
Davy realised he would have to educate Wolf in the way humans divided up time. Do you know what a day is? he asked as the wolf cum began its journey into his body.
I've never head such a word, Wolf told him.
You know when darkness covers the world, don't you? Davy asked.
The wolf acknowledged this. It's the time when wolves hunt, he added.
By now his juice was jetting into Davy and the boy realised that the animal's balls were big; he was likely to have a distended stomach if the liquid contained within them continued to pour into him.
Davy explained how humans broke up time into manageable parts; a minute, an hour, a day and so on; the wolf found this concept strange but understandable. Davy then continued, explaining the concept of multiple days as well as weeks and months.
Finally, thanks to the boy's patience and repeating facts when Wolf didn't understand, the beast began to acknowledge that there were aspects of human life he never had known existed. Since Wolf lived merely from day to day, a year was a very difficult concept for the animal. But, eventually he got the concept: a year was a very long time.
Contrary to Davy's expectations, Wolf didn't turn so they were ass to ass. Since wolves are basically dog-like, the fact that his new mate stood over him all during the exchange of fluid went against the grain--at least to the boy's mind. This creature was definitely different and the boy wondered what other surprises might be in store up here, near the Top of the World--as the terrain was known locally.
The cum poured into Davy without let-up and, true to his surmise, the boy's stomach began to distend with the amount shooting into him. For better than an hour--at least that was how it seemed--the animal donated every drop of semen his balls were able to produce.
Then, finally, the cum was over and all the pair needed to do was wait for the knot to reduce in size so that it could be safely removed from the boy's ass; the fact that the wolf was patient enough to wait spoke volumes of how he considered his new mate's wellbeing.
Altogether, Davy calculated, they had been joined for better than a couple of hours. No other animal had been as considerate to the well-being of the boy. Save one.
##to be continued##
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