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The faun yawned and stretched, waking to the sound of birds and the soft filtered light of the sun through the leaves of the tree he'd lain under the previous night. Golden eyes blinked a few times before he rubbed at them, wiping away the collected dust and sleep residue.

Hopping to his cloven feet, the young creature arched his back this way and that, getting a few cracks out of his spine. His small, goat-like tail flicked rapidly from side to side, the pale underside of it almost flashing as a beacon.

The faun had chosen an old oak as his resting spot, at the edge of a clearing bisected by a lively stream. He rubbed against the coarse bark, relieving itches, before skipping over to the water. He submerged himself in its brisk current up to where his hairy lower met his humanoid abdomen, shivering as the cold washed over his genitals. Splashing some water over his torso, he scrubbed away any dirt from the previous day. He worked his way down on his body, bypassing his groin (for now) to rub at the brown-haired thighs and calves. The faun made his way back near the edge of the stream and sat on a submerged rock so as to be able to clean his cloven feet more easily. He paid particular attention to the spaces between his hooves, removing any small pebbles that may have lodged themselves there, as well as the accumulated road dirt of the previous day's travels.

Once satisfied that his body was clean, the faun lay back in the current, feet firmly placed on the rocky stream bed, legs spread. His hands lifted his pendulous scrotum, gently fondling the large orbs within. He moaned softly at the pleasing sensation, rolling his balls within one hand as the other went further back along his taint until his fingers found the puckered skin of his anus. Slipping one of his digits in elicited another moan, this time louder. He stretched himself and inserted a second finger before proceeding to fuck himself.

The sheath between the faun's legs had swollen, the rapidly engorging phallus within emerging. Long and slim, with a tapered head, the reddish cock leaked clear fluids that were rapidly washed away by the water. The small being concentrated on his internal stimulation, fingers crooked so as to hit his prostate each time he thrust his digits further into himself, the other hand still rolling his large balls. His moans had, by now, turned into more wanton squeals of pleasure.

The pumping fingers pushed water inside the faun's rectum, adding to the creature's delight as he was filled. He finger-fucked himself faster, tongue lolling from his small snout as his sounds became louder and louder. The skillful digits knew exactly where to press and how much pressure to apply to extend the experience. He continued this way, keeping himself on the brink of orgasm, for near a half hour. The faun was more than ready for release by now! His hand released his tightened scrotum, reaching up to wrap around his straining cock and begin to stroke it. He shifted his hips and pressed in a third finger, now thrusting harder, hitting that special spot inside with enough force to almost be painful and pumping in even more water, forcing it up into his bowels and distending his belly. The squeals turned into short gasping bleats as the faun's pleasure peaked, his body convulsing as the waves of orgasmic bliss washed over him.

Fingers rammed up his ass, and hand squeezing and stroking his dick, the faun released his seed into the waters of the stream as if it were a lover, the chill of it long forgotten in the impassioned act of self-loving. He kept working himself until finally his cock spewed its last spurt, hand stroking it a few more times lightly to ensure he'd gotten everything as clean as possible, inside and out.

With a final little tickle to his prostate, the faun slipped his fingers out of his hole, clenching to keep the water in a bit longer. He lifted his hairy legs out and released the contents of his bowels into the stream with a satisfied sigh, while emptying his bladder at the same time.

"There we go, Floret" he panted softly to himself. "Morning ablutions complete." The faun chuckled and climbed out of the stream, shaking the excess water off himself. He returned to his tree to rummage through his travel pack, removing a brush and comb, a towel, and a wedge of hard cheese. The creature sat upon the towel and proceeded to brush out the hair on his lower body, taking the occasional nibble of cheese. He couldn't resist teasing himself as he continued with the grooming, the tip of his cock poking out of his sheath once more, but didn't pursue the pleasures any further than that. Faun he may be, but there was a time and place for fucking, whether by himself or with others. Right now, he needed to get ready to hit the road again. He knew that one way or another, there would be sex a plenty today. There always was!

Floret combed his head hair, the same colour as that on his legs, and dried his long goat ears carefully. The faun ran the towel over his short horns to polish them a touch, then his hooves. Satisfied, he put the brush and comb away, draped the towel over his pack to dry, and set off through the forest for another day of adventure!