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Kavi sat way back on a bed of woven mats, belly pleasantly distended with a hearty meal of bushbuck stew. The interior of the circular hut reminded him of the comforts of home, illuminated by the soft glow of embers in the central hearth. Shadows played dimly on the mud walls that enveloped him in the hospitality of the tribe they had come to protect.

Tonight, he found himself hosted by Jelani and the rest of his family. The youngest pups were already worn out and sleeping soundly on a pile of antelope hides when their mother offered Kavi a cup of hot tea. After an initial sip, the warm, spicy flavor of ginger lingered on his tongue, which was the perfect follow-up to such a satisfying meal. Her smile was soft and maternal, as were the full breasts that hung so pendulously when she leaned forward to hand him the cup. Those dark, plump nipples had surely fed many pups, besides Jelani himself.

From across the dimly lit room, a girl cradled her own cup of tea. She was introduced earlier as Jelani's sister in a series of brief greetings. Her eyes were a warm and deep earthy shade and reflected the light of the embers, holding his gaze for a moment longer than he intended. He was met in return with a flicker of curiosity.

Several golden rings hung from cutely erect ears, while a golden chain encircled her neck just above a pair of modest breasts. Legs comfortably parted, her vulva glistened with a sheen of baobab oil, something she may very well have applied just earlier in the evening. It was subtly fragrant and brought out the delicate folds of her labia, unashamed, and even inviting. Perhaps this was a practice of Jua'ra females that he was only now discovering.

She absentmindedly traced the outline of her necklace with gentle fingers as if contemplating Kavi's own unique jewelry. As was the custom of adult males in his own tribe, the wild dog wore an elaborately engraved golden ring around his scrotum, resting like a weighty crown above the bulge of his testicles. Noticing her interest he smiled in acknowledgement, and with a gentle nod invited her over for a closer look. He was too lost in postprandial fatigue to make any great effort at conversation, and way too far gone to be modest about the genitals hanging between his comfortably spread thighs. Everyone else was either asleep or outside, giving the wild dogs a moment to themselves.

Hesitant at first, she slowly approached, padding over with all the grace of a gazelle and making a seat for herself at his side.

“I'm sorry, but… that ring… It's special to your tribe, isn't it? The markings are so detailed. May I…?"

He nodded again, giving silent permission. The golden band glinted in the light of the embers, but his flaccid penis hung lazily over the front of it, leaving the engravings partly obscured. She hesitated for a moment as if waiting for him to move his length aside and offer a better view. Instead, Kavi took another slow sip of tea, drunk on hospitality, leaving his girthy member right where it lay, slumped rudely over the object of the girl's interest. His rosy pink glans peeked partway out of his foreskin and nestled comfortably in the depression between the plump contours of his testicles, all while the serpiginous bulge of a thick vein trailed luridly along his soft, gently wrinkled shaft… It was a delicious contrast to the timid, feminine hand that finally reached down and lifted him aside for an unobstructed view.

"It's lovely," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, filled with genuine admiration. "I've never seen a ring like this before..."

"It carries the blessings of my tribe," he replied softly, feeling a pleasant stir at her touch. It was only moments before his body reacted instinctively, penis swelling to fill the delicate grasp of her hand.

"For strength and virility," he added.

A moment later she slowly laid his semi-erect member back down and Kavi felt the slightest twinge of regret at testing the limits of Jua'ra hospitality. But her hand lingered briefly, the warmth of her touch remaining as she looked up and the firelight danced in her eyes.

“Thank you, warrior." Her cheeks dimpled in a timid but genuine smile. “Rest well for your journey."

***

Tonight, they were camping on dry, rocky earth populated by only a few hardy shrubs. Some of the wild dogs began kicking away stones to make bare patches where they could sleep. Up here, their noses only caught the dusty scent of the soil and the faint musk of their tired packmates.

The earth in front of Kavi instantly darkened in wet splatters as his urine hit the ground. As was the age-old custom of his tribe, the wild dog was fully nude, and so only had to choose a spot before unceremoniously relieving himself. Kavi always pulled back his foreskin when urinating, even though it was already more than short enough to leave his urethra exposed at rest. Perhaps it was just an opportunity for idle self-examination, but it's likely not even he was conscious of the habit at this point.

“Rashidi. How about you and I take first watch? Let the others get some sleep?" he suggested as his stream continued to flow.

“Because first watch is always easiest?" Came the grinning response.

“It's also the most critical," he added with some attempt of authority in his voice. “If we see any sign of the hyena clan, it'll be early in the evening when they light their cooking fires."

No dissent came from the other dogs as they decided amongst themselves how to divvy up the remaining watch duties. Besides Kavi and Rashidi, four other warriors made up the scouting party, and in addition to them, Jelani joined as an emergency messenger. While young and inexperienced, the long-distance running ability of the Jua'ra native could not be matched.

With a squeeze, Kavi coaxed the last warm droplets free and allowed his foreskin to slip back into place.

Jelani was sitting on the ground, dragging a short stick through the dusty earth and drawing shapes that resembled antelopes, then crossing them out to draw new ones in their place. Kavi stood over him curiously for a moment before turning to Rashidi and speaking in a softer tone.

“I hope we see something tonight. Fire, smoke, … anything. The anticipation is killing me."

Rashidi nodded, his body a muscular tapestry of black, brown, and white fur, all glowing in the setting sunlight. Even the thick golden ring he wore around his scrotum glimmered. “You can't rush these things. But I understand. We all want to bring the fight to these bastards."

He moved closer to Kavi, voice lowered as if to speak more candidly, out of earshot of the other dogs. “You've really come through. Bringing the tribes together, dividing up scouting parties. I've seen a battle or three, and this is just the kind of planning that brings a swift victory."

“Thank you, Rashidi. Right now, I want nothing more than to finish this fight."

He smiled at that, the nude wild dogs standing side by side as they surveyed the land below. “Not that you need any more incentive, but…" he paused as if choosing his words. “I'm sure the Jua'ra will honor you when we return."

Kavi was unfazed. He looked out to the horizon with an unremarkable sadness that seemed to come with the end of each new day, when nothing was left but slowly increasing darkness. Even on the warpath, he felt it. He had no heart for vainly pursuing accolades of glory. He only wanted to leave a job well done and return home.

Rashidi recognized his packmate's sober introspection and continued, even more conspiratorially.

“You know, Kavi… it's not uncommon for tribes like the Jua'ra to reward victors of battle with the chance to mate their females."

His round ears perked reflexively at this, betraying his interest. “Is that so?" His expression otherwise remained flat. “Well, that's certainly an incentive."

“It's an honor I think most males can appreciate," he grinned warmly as he crossed his burly arms. “And it's not just an honor for you. It ensures that the Jua'ra have the blood of strong warriors woven into their tribe. Not to mention how it strengthens the alliance between our people and theirs."

Past his initial skepticism, Kavi couldn't argue that the Jua'ra would be indebted to them for their aid. And it was true enough that strong alliances were forged just as much with blood as with semen.

Jelani stopped scrawling in the dirt as he overheard the conversation. The athletically lithe wild dog was a member of the Jua'ra himself, so this hit close to home.

“Wait. What do you mean? Is the chief going to give you one of our females?"

“Not give us, exactly. Just the right to mate her."

Jelani's eyes widened. Though still young, he was mature enough to be plagued by the frequent, invasive thoughts that accompanied a transition into adulthood. His tribe offered no shortage of attractive females, and this fact didn't pass anyone by.

“I can think of a few girls I'd be happy to put a pup in," Rashidi smiled.

Simply putting words to the notion stirred a familiar warmth in Kavi's loins. His mind almost immediately settled on one girl in particular. A young and vibrant beauty. He pictured her lively eyes, full of curiosity, and the timid glances she cast his way. A warm and earthy shade. He recalled the soft allure of her presence, his heart quickening. And while he could remember her face and the golden rings in her cute ears… the gentle curves of her youthful breasts, and even the oiled gleam of her petite vulva…

…he couldn't remember her name.

“You have someone in mind, Kavi? Who is it?"

He hesitated for a moment.

“Well…" The thought had already been enough to get his penis swelling and lengthening all on its own. Surely the others took notice, and he couldn't plead disinterest now.

“…Jelani's sister, I guess."

The young wild dog's expression shifted from curiosity to distress in a moment of slow comprehension. Ears perked up sharply while noticing Kavi's obvious arousal. “My sister?"

A blush warmed in Kavi's ears, but he nodded. “Well, yes. I mean no offense, it's just… she's very beautiful."

Jelani's expression remained uneasy. “Even if she is, it's just… it's really weird, okay? Can't you think of anyone else?"

But for the moment, he couldn't. His mind wandered back to the girl, the memory of her perky breasts, dark nipples protruding boldly. Fragrant oil accentuating the mound of her vulva, inviting his attention to the glistening folds of her unguarded lips.

Kavi's erection continued to rise unabated, silently announcing his instinctive intentions with Jelani's sister. His glans engorged and pushed free of his foreskin with the unmistakable hope of nuzzling in to make its first proper introductions with her vagina. The steady upward throbbing left Kavi feeling exposed, but a strange exhilaration kept him from hiding the display.

“No, Kavi's got good taste," Rashidi chimed in. “She's a stunning example of that delicate Jua'ra beauty. She's got a graceful spirit about her."

With arms still crossed, the larger wild dog showed no interest in hiding his own stout penis as it, too, stirred to life.

In their short time traveling together, Kavi had never seen Rashidi's penis grow erect before, and as it lengthened he observed with casual curiosity to see just what size and shape it was taking on. A trail of dark fur that began at his navel widened into thick, unkempt pubic fluff as it descended toward his genitals. The skin of his shaft transitioned from black to pink until terminating in the fleshy opening of his thick foreskin. Faint scars graced his shaft in a few places… souvenirs from scouting the thornveldt totally bare to the elements.

As a pup, Kavi had marveled at the size of his father's penis, almost in disbelief that his own could grow to such a size someday. It was probably just in the way that everything seems grander through the eyes of a child, but somehow Rashidi's penis looked just as full and girthy now as his father's did back then. Thick veins bulged luridly along his shaft and the tip of his glans finally peeked out into the evening air.

“Her breasts look like they're just coming in too," the muscular warrior added. “I'd bet she's young enough to have never taken a mate." He looked to the younger dog sitting beside them, “Is that true, Jelani?"

He rubbed the fur of his arm uncomfortably. His ears flushed deeply but he refused to respond to the question.

Kavi's erection now stood at full length, throbbing openly. It arched eagerly upward and, given that wild dogs typically mated from behind like the animals of the bush, it seemed perfectly shaped to guide his penis from the lubricating folds of her labia to the tight, welcoming entrance of her vagina. Such was the beauty of nature's design.

“You guys have got to be kidding me. Can't you think of anyone else?" Jelani asked in annoyance. “Does it have to be my sister?"

Rashidi chuckled at the young dog's reaction. “Okay, Jelani. Who would you suggest?"

“No one." He answered with a curt huff.

“Come on now… If you return to the village and the chief wants to reward your bravery, which girl would you choose?"

“None of them," he insisted. “All the girls in my tribe are stupid. They're only interested in you because you're visitors."

“Suit yourself then," Kavi shook his head with a grin. “How about you?" he asked his packmate.

Rashidi scruffed a contemplative hand from his chin down the thick fur of his throat. “Hmm… you know, there's a female I had my mind on…" His tone was low, but still teasing. A fat drop of precum trailed down the thick belly of his erection before descending in a long, glistening string. His hand followed the dark trail of pubic fur to meet his penis with shameless purpose.

The warrior's thick foreskin widened taut around his glans before wrinkling closed again as he stroked back and forth, working in the fresh lubrication.

“You know, I have a taste for more mature females," Rashidi continued. “There's something comforting about a woman with generous hips, the kind that have been softened by age. This one's breasts were heavy and ripe with the weight of her years. Those teats… they make me wish I was a suckling pup again." He smiled, eyes flashing with mischief. “And then there's that air of effortless confidence. I think her name was… Amina."

Jelani's mouth hung open for a moment before he found his voice.

“What? My mother??"

Kavi couldn't hold back a snort. Rashidi sure wasn't pulling any punches. His words painted a poetic picture that quickly brought him back to that evening in the hut under the care of the family's matriarch. The fresh memory gave him the inspiration to take Rashidi's lead and tend to his own arousal. He wrapped a hand around his erection and eased into a slow, tentative rhythm.

“You make a good case, Rashidi. I know she's more than capable of bearing good pups."

Jelani huffed, “Say whatever you want. Nothing's going to happen unless the chief says so." He stomped away from the others. “I'm going to get some sleep."

“Go ahead. But think about who you want as your reward!" Rashidi called after him.

***

With the rest of the scouting party settling down for the night, the two wild dogs stood beside each other and continued scanning the dim horizon for activity as they passed the time by unhurriedly masturbating. Each of them settled into their own well-practiced rhythm, letting play out openly what they normally enjoyed in private.

The way Rashidi stroked himself with such casual, unapologetic ease made it seem like a familiar experience. And what's more, none of the others seemed to pay his self-gratification any mind. For Kavi, who had only trained alongside other royal guards in the village, this was a candid glimpse into the life of a warrior. Patrolling the veldt with their brothers in arms, setting up camp day after day. Surely, besides eating, drinking, and sleeping, they had other regular needs to meet. And seeing Rashidi shamelessly tending to his arousal evoked images of rugged wild dogs gathered in their camaraderie, sharing stories and pawing away at homesick erections around a crackling campfire.

While they remained vigilant in their duty to stand watch, both Kavi and Rashidi became acutely aware of the lingering glances they exchanged. In their tribe, the absence of clothing meant that everyone was familiar with the sight of each other's genitals. And during their travels together, the two males had become used to the sight of each other's penises flopping around flaccidly. What was novel, however – and undeniably captivating – was seeing each other aroused and erect, revealing the fullness of their masculinity.

The last fiery light of sunset played on Rashidi's glistening glans as a crystal-clear drop hung off it, flailing wildly. The wet fap-fap-fap of their precum-soaked foreskins was a lewd counterpoint to the music of the African night, blending in with the chirps of crickets and distant birdcalls.

“So, do you think the chief would really honor us like that?"

“For this mission? No promises, but I wouldn't be surprised."

Kavi pictured Jelani's mother dutifully presenting herself for breeding, plump breasts pressed to the floor. He could imagine Rashidi's strong form moving with confident ease as he mounted and mated the female. He pictured his packmate's broad back as he moved, moans filling the hut as he smacked his hips against her ample backside. The thought of Rashidi mating their generous host and leaving her overflowing with his freshly spilt warrior seed roused a heady excitement. Kavi had never considered such an aftermath to this whole mission. But as the image grew clearer, so did his arousal.

Their hands moved in a steady rhythm and neither spoke for a while. There were only the slick sounds of foreskin gliding over wet flesh and the calls of night birds echoing off the stony hills. The two wild dogs stood only a shoulder width apart as they admired the intimate details of each other's engorged genitals in the fading light.

The stillness of the night offering no distraction from the scenes playing out in his mind. His imagination jumped to Jelani's sister, face down on a straw mat as he humped away at the reward of her glistening vulva. He imagined the golden ring that had drawn her interest last night and how it would smack against her relentlessly as his balls swung, heavy with the seed he would plant in her virginal womb. The thought evoked a candid grunt, and as his erection strained he spilled a sloppy string of precum that was quickly slurped up by the rhythmic puckering of his foreskin.

A sudden grunt rumbled in Rashidi's throat and his grip tightened with renewed purpose. “Just you wait," he huffed out softly. “We'll get a hero's welcome… a huge feast… and spend all night breeding those females…" The wild dog's pace quickened. “Putting… our pups… in them…" he added between tense gasps. His head tipped back and his teeth bared. The warrior's chest rose as he held a sharp breath and half-a-moment later his whole body shuddered in a sudden spasm.

Rashidi tugged back his foreskin to expose the stout, swollen glans he'd been skillfully massaging and a thick rope suddenly erupted. The splatter was audible as he painted the dry ground with spurt after spurt of his milky seed. Fat testicles strained against the weight of the gold ring that crowned them, lifting reflexively with each spurt.

Unable to tear his eyes from the sight of his burly packmate unashamedly ejaculating, Kavi felt his own orgasm rapidly approach, and he urged it on with feverish pumping. His mind whirled not only with the imagined mating that awaited him in the Jua'ra village, but also the very real display of Rashidi's ongoing release. Kavi gasped as a shiver worked through him, and in the next moment he sent his own seed arcing and tumbling messily through the cool evening air.

The two wild dogs stroked erratically, riding out the sensation of their orgasms side by side as they squirted, then drooled, their potent male release. And because they stood side by side – almost shoulder to shoulder – they had ejaculated over some of the same ground. Long ropes of their fresh semen lay draped across each other on the dry earth, each dog's essence mingling with the other's in wet, pearlescent pools wherever they met.

They were left panting, looking over the scene before them. Kavi watched for a long moment, fixated on the surprising intimacy of his semen mixing with Rashidi's. It seemed strangely fitting after bonding with his packmate in such an unexpected way. Before tonight he had only masturbated under cover or in solitude. It wasn't always much of a secret. In his nudity, the rosy hue and easy hang of a freshly stroked penis was a sure giveaway, and a good orgasm helped clear the mind of any wild dog. But sharing the experience openly was novel. And pleasant. Neither acknowledged that anything was out of the ordinary, and given the natural ease with which they tended to their male, animal needs, it seemed that perhaps nothing was.

Rashidi released his grasp and his penis slumped, his foreskin slowly easing around the milky dribble at his tip. He let out a breathless laugh before licking the traces of stray semen from his fingers. “When this is all over… you should join us on patrol more often…"

A smile graced Kavi's panting muzzle. “Maybe I should."

His own penis softened as a thick bead slowly drooled from his tip. His spent testicles sagged heavily under the weight of his scrotal ring, and his whole body gently hummed.

“If we do get our choice of Jua'ra females," Kavi mused softly, “I hope Jelani doesn't take the whole thing too personally."

Invoking his name, they both turned to find the young wild dog with the rest of the pack, sound asleep. Lying on his back, his slender penis stood straight up in an eager, if unconscious, erection. It seemed Jelani was already dreaming up his own reward from amongst the girls of his tribe.

“I think he'll be just fine."