Deep in the Woods...the story
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The chase had been short but it had been sweet. The feeling of the blood rushing through his veins, burning hotter than the flames of hell through his body drove the furry figure onwards with newfound determination that bordered the lines of madness. The earth underneath his feet was torn asunder as pearl white claws raked across the ground at tremendous velocity as his mad dash went on for hours on end without any sign of pause. Breaths came from between a brown muzzle in hard pants, amber eyes dilated at the sight of the prey before him while sinewy muscles tensed as the compact frame ran onwards after the fleeing grey form ahead of him. The resolution inside of his breast wouldn't allow for failure or for the other to escape from his proverbial grasp. Everything came down to the moment when he would have the other furry being within his claws and slaking his desires upon the body of the fleeing male that had tried to elude him for the better part of the day.
Now, with the half moon watching from behind the fluffy grey clouds above, the big male grinned darkly and increased his speed to shorten the gap between himself and the other.
He was a timber wolf that hailed from the highlands up north and had come from several dozen miles away following the scent of the one that had teased his senses for days on end after catching it on the updraft one night. Busy trying to find a place to make for himself after having left his last pack, for reasons he rather forget and not of his control, the dark brown wolf let his fangs gleam in the night as he made his way around imposing trees that seemed to pop up in his way as if trying to bar him from what he sought after.
The leafless towers seemed ghostly in the night as they stood watching; helpless to do anything to aid the scampering figure of the smaller wolf who they had watched over for months passed.
Growling and snarling at several large oaks that seemed to be particularly troublesome, the timber wolf dodged and weaved around them until he could see the slim flicker of a gray tail waving in front of his vision.
As the moon moved across the sky and the coolness of the autumn season brushed across thick fur, the brown wolf moved in closer to catch the bounding form in front of him with jaws slathering in expectation of the conquest that would soon slake his rising lust. Sheath heavy between his legs and balls dangling like hostages between furry thighs, the timber wolf bunched his legs together and darted even faster after his prey without consciously thinking about the repercussions of what would happen if things did not go the way he had planned for them to in his head. The thought of claws and fangs dancing across fur and flesh, blood flowing free and heated cries of battle echoing through the air from two beings unwilling to surrender to what was natural between them. No, the only thing that mattered was the heated scent of the grey wolf ahead of him who was becoming more visible with each passing second.
On all fours, the two raced through the forest with a zeal that beguiled the desperation of what was really going on between the two wolves.
Golden eyes shimmered in the night as a focused gaze made note of every twitch of the fleeing body ahead of him. The creature that was running from him was a beauty of a wolf; perfectly proportioned from back to front with a deliciously long tail of fluff rapidly swinging before his eyes but, but all of the physical wasn't enough to have enticed the timber this far south just to have the other. No this one's scent was sumptuous in such a way that a hunger rumble deep into the timber wolf's belly as he thought about what had called him to come out this far for the other canine. Nights he had dreamt of what the other male would look life before his eyes, feel like underneath his paws, and sound like when he finally made the other his, but nothing could have prepared him for the exquisiteness that met his gaze when the brown wolf found the grey lapping at a pond and staring at him curiously when he had found the other.
His loins burned to have the other submit to him. His heart quickened with the images playing in his mind's eye of what he would do first once he had captured the smaller lupine and that made a burst of adrenaline rise through his system that pushed his body onwards with a rising vehemence.
In the next few minutes the space between them shortened from several dozen yards to a few simple feet as their chase lead them to a small clearing that was coming up in the distance. The grey wolf had hoped that the other would tire soon and leave him in peace once they had made it that far, but his hopes were not to be.
Once he was close enough to feel the fur at the end of the grey wolf's tail across his snout, the timber wolf let his four legs coil underneath him before releasing the energy in his limbs to rise up into the sky and soar across the dark expanse above them. The world seemed to freeze in a single second. Weightlessness gobbled up the sailing lupine's form up and carry him forward at speeds fast enough to blur the vision of the his larger body, making him look like a black streak.
Then... in a single breath... time blinked back into focus and motion seemed to restart as the timber wolf found himself angling his front paws towards the other lupine and then dropping down onto him like a falling star.
The two bodies crashed down onto the grass in a tangle of fur and limbs but inertia pivoted them into a tumble of claws, fangs and yaps as they rolled around like two pups. Brown and grey mixed together with muscles flailing and tails tucked close to their respective bodies before everything came to a complete halt, several yards from where it began. The timber wolf lay dominantly over the grey male with fangs bared and jowls open in a drooling snarl as he looked down onto the slightly smaller body while panting in exhaustion. The grey wolf tried to struggle for his freedom, kicking and twisting to find some purchase to get from underneath the heavy bulk on top, but soon stilled when those same fangs pressed down over onto his vulnerable throat and held firm, the threat clear enough to not need to be spoken in any unsaid terms.
The lifepulse of the smaller wolf danced freely as panic and fatigue mixed together with a weird sense of exhilaration that only came with the fright of running for your life. Golden eyes looked up at into amber orbs and it was then that grey wolf found his surrender when he stared up into an unforgiving gaze filled with little remorse and even less mercy. Grey tipped ears folded down onto the top of his head as the beaten wolf turned his face from the larger, brown male and exposed as much of his vulnerable throat as he could in acknowledgement of defeat.
It took several seconds for the timber wolf to realize that this wasn't some kind of ploy to get him to lower his guard, and the fact that he was spending too much time close to 'civilized' anthros to remember that a wolf's submission was more binding than anything words could have conveyed. Hard pants of air warmed the neck of the grey wolf as the brown wolf huffed a black smile around the tenderness of the smaller male's neck before a hot tongue brushed against the beaten wolf's fur in a sign that his submission was accepted.
Words were growled into the cool night, even though they were muffled by fur and flesh, but the grey wolf understood their meaning enough to relax his entire frame, down to the tip of his slightly twitching tail, and then watched as the timber wolf slowly removed his fangs from his neck. The pearl white seemed to glint down at the grey wolf as if daring him to try anything, but when no move came from him the brown wolf raised his head up and howled to the night that he had taken the first member of what was his pack. Though the smaller wolf didn't know it at the moment, but he now belonged to the larger male and would be with him for as long as the brown wolf's heart beat within his chest. Keeping his eyes low and his tail laid flat, the smaller lupine watched from his peripheral as the timber wolf lifted himself to stand on his hind legs, even though the chase between them had been on all fours both males could stand like their so-called modern kin when they wanted instead of their more feral brothers who they identified with better, and then loomed quietly over his conquest.
The bigger lupine didn't say anything for several seconds, making the grey male both confused and anxious, while regaining some measure of confidence. It was enough to allow the other to turn his eyes up to his dominant, at least.
The glare from the bigger male were words enough for grey to know that a single sound out of his muzzle would be rewarded with punishing pain so he remained silent. The night whispered enough for him anyway as the grey wolf wanted to curl himself into a ball and shy away from the imposing figure of wolf virility that seemed cast judgment down upon him with his eyes alone.
The timber wolf grumble something unintelligible, as if sensing what his newest packmate was thinking, before reaching down and enacting the age old wolf credo of claiming newfound territory.
A solid, pheromone laden stream of yellow piss glinted off of the light of moon as the timber released his bladder near the head of the grey wolf for several long seconds. Thankfully, not a drop wasted itself onto the grey's face or muzzle but did soil the ground near the smaller wolf's head turning the earth muddy before the brown wolf was through. Once the last line had finished being drawn the grey wolf whimpered and then tried to turn his eyes upwards only to find himself being snatched up from off of the ground and then slammed into the bark of a nearby tree. Air rushed from the grey's muzzle as he found his lungs collapsing into his chest when a heavy weight ran up the side of his back and then ground him into the wood.
The brown wolf had emptied his bladder and now wanted to claim his bitch... no, the other wasn't a female. No matter that his scent spoke volumes of the smaller male's want to lay down underneath another of their gender and would do so without question now that he had a dominant that would take him whenever the moment suggested that such a thing was appropriate, which would probably be often given that there wasn't anyone around for miles to disturb them. The only other pack that lived nearby was the one the timber wolf had left from to journey off on his own after becoming an adult, and they had no reason to venture this far south because after tonight, the scent of the smaller wolf would forever be intertwined with his own, warding off any unknowing challengers.
The grey tried to whimper a plea for mercy but the only thing he received was the point of sharp teeth into the side of his neck, pass the fur and down to skin, and a sharp command to keep silent as he would now be made the full property of his new master. Inside and out would be marked with the stain of the brown wolf's claim and in time the grey would come to accept that his role now was to be underneath the larger male, maybe not as he dreaded inside of his mind, but as an equal that would forever have his tail ready to be lifted at the command of the other.
The timber wolf breathed in the scent of the grey wolf's musk and relished in the smell that had captivated him so fully nights passed as his cold nose dug deep into the front of the pale white fur of the grey's front throat and licked over the surprisingly soft fur therein. The odor was perfect to him; sharp, sweaty, thick and all male. His nose itched to bury itself deeper into the grey but the only way he would have been able to do that would have been to dig itself deep into one of the larger scent glands in the grey's body, preferably the one near his little mate's groin, but that wasn't going to happen tonight, even though the thought made his loins burn with a newfound need for the grey. No, tonight the grey would submit to the timber wolf with the hidden pucker underneath his tail being taken and driven open in ways that shouldn't have been natural. The tip of his cock had long since pulled back from the folds of his light brown sheath, standing up to be measured much larger than one would have imagined, even for just the spare few inches that had already seeped out and filling out into wider proportions as the brown male raked his hips up against the slimmer, pale white underside of the other male and left trails of his own scent into the other's fur meshed up against his thighs.
The brown wolf growled in satisfaction as he felt the tail of the grey lift up from where it was lodged between them and then moved off to the side of its own volition while his delving erection began to point closer to the secret depths of the grey wolf's hidden Rosetta. Reaching down to grab the sides of the grey wolf's hips, the timber wolf hiked the smaller male's leg up to where the grey was balancing himself onto one leg, while at the same time the smaller male pushed out with both hands to give his chest enough space from the aforementioned tree in front of him and in turn press himself back into his dominant in a unconscious sign of his acceptance of his role, and then dug his light brown pelvis downwards to angle his half hard maleness into the tight folds of his captive's hidden entrance. The grey yipped as he was poked by the wet and tapered end of the other male's cock but it mattered little since his outburst was met by a fearsome growl and then a wailing yowl all his own as the brown wolf speared him onto his wolfhood in a single thrust. The tight fold of the grey wolf's tailhole opened like a flower in May as the bigger wolf's cock sunk into him so deep that it left an impression in the folds of the other wolf's guts.
Only half hard, the larger wolf's was larger enough and long enough to push up into the smaller male's bowels and jammed through the barrier that would have kept the brown male out of the grey's stomach. Along the way, the grey wolf's prostate was battered by the heavy piece of maleness that dug inside of its owner's unprepared orifice as another conquest was made out of the grey wolf's form. This time however, it was a conquest that was met with less resistance as the smaller male grunted and lifted his head to howl before lowering his knee to push himself down onto his dominant. The shock of unknown pleasure that came next made the grey yip as he wagged his tail without thought and moaned when he lifted himself up to run his backside against the timber wolf's chest. The brown wolf bit harder into the side of his new mate's neck from the overly tight stimulation, deep enough to pierce the flesh and draw blood from out of the grey's throat so that a river of red ran down onto the grey's shoulder, matting the fur wherever it touched. The fresh scent of copper-like liquid drove the larger lupine's lusts to greater heights as his cock became firmer and mashed itself through the bowels of the smaller male's intestine up so far that a deeper outline could be visibly seen through the white fur of the grey wolf's torso rising up past the torso and close to the center mass of the grey's chest cavity.
The moon shone clearly above, the clouds from before having completely passed on now, and illuminated the scene bellow as the brown wolf hiked his hips further so that he could fit the small bulb of his knot into the grey wolf's overly tight tunnel. The fleshy ball having only grown to be as large as a Ping-Pong ball made it easy to fit into the smaller wolf while at the same moment expanding the ring of muscle that connected the two males together to even wider proportions while getting a grunt from the grey wolf. Below them, the humongous balls of the brown wolf hung in the night like free-floating pendulums before drawing close, when a ghost of cool air wisped over the brown lupine's sac, and into the grey own heavyset testicles that could have equaled them in girth. The timber wolf grave a curious murr as he felt their weight against his furry jewels and reached a free paw down to test the mass swinging between their legs. Amber eyes opened wide in question as he vaguely wondered why such impressive nuts would be on a male that would so willing submit to another of their gender. Not lingering on this thought too long; the taste of the copper fluid inside of his maw growing thicker as the blood rushed through the grey wolf's body at a frantic pace from the fires of sexual frustration coaxing the smaller wolf's system to grow hotter, the brown lupine grunted and reached around to wrap a clawed hand carefully around his mate and then began to shove his own hips back and forward into the smaller male.
The timber wolf found himself surprised by the length of wolfmeat in his hold and by the velvet soft but scorching tunnel that kept him tightly embrace inside of the grey's anal cavity. When his hips pulled back so that he could just get the first six inches of his pride free, the brown wolf breathed in the scent of male lust oozing from off of the both of them and then hugged his lover closer than what would have been imaginable before power slamming himself into the smaller wolf. The grey let out a glorious bark of pain as he was taken like some bitch in the fields but soon his barks turned to croons and whimpers of submission as he began to dig his own claws into the tree in front of him while holding on for the second race he was about partake in.
Muzzle open in a silent gasp when the brown wolf hit his prostate at the perfect angle for stimulation, the grey wolf yipped and let his eyes roll up for a second as he sent from out of his muzzle a resounding howl heard for miles away.
The sights and sounds of the night were mixed with the music of two bodies joined together in a dance that was as old as time. The grey wolf was thrummed like a well oiled instrument as the brown lupine hit every spot imaginable inside of his anus while making him groan and whimper as the heavy meat in his chest pressed the skin of his stomach outwards on every thrust. The look of such a grand piece of wolfcock digging so deeply inside of the grey lupine would have been something ghastly to see but the euphoric look on the smaller wolf's muzzle as he shut his eyes and opened his maw to soundlessly cry out his joy at being taken was too beautiful to express in words. Over and over, harder and faster the brown wolf pounded inside of his lover and grounded their hips together almost as if trying to make the two of them one in body. It hurt, there was no question as the grey wolf wasn't technically built for such a mating, but that pain was what made it so much the better than anything he could have had with a female. The brown wolf could feel the expression of domination across his body as the greater wolf took him as his own, however, he could also feel the care and...maybe even respect the other offered him as the grey paw held around his cock stroked him quicker in time with his swift breathing.
Colors, sounds, thoughts and feelings all blended together as the two wolves mated underneath the watchful eye of the moon. At some point, though neither would have been able to really tell, it was almost as if their shared emotions ran into each other's and for a split second, the two males could have actually been one in soul. However, this moment was cut short as the physical pleasure rushed over the mental breaking the spiritual link and returning them to the land of carnal lust that took hold of them in an unforgiving grip.
The timber wolf listened to the melody his mate was making, all for him no less, for several long moments as he held the slightly shorter frame tightly into his chest and then put all of his energy into mimicking that same repeating thrust, only a little bit deeper on each stroke, and ground himself harder into his mate until the grey was nothing more than a bundle or fur and passion in his arms. His eyes dilated to single points while brown furred ears waved in the air as the timber wolf took and claimed the territory that he would now protect for the rest of his life. The scent of his lover ingrained upon his senses, and maybe even his soul, the larger male would fight to the death for the one he had in his hold and dug his fangs even deeper as he thought of any challenger stupid enough to try and contest what belonged to him. The crimson life that rushed across the timber wolf's tongue and ignited his senses to fullforce. Balls slapping and accompanied by the wet slorping noises of flesh slickly running over flesh, the brown wolf nuzzled his lover while still running his paws across the larger organ jutting up from his mate's groin.
The red flesh in his paw beat in time with the grey wolf's rapidly drumming heart and as he felt the first coming orgasm trying to creep from out of the smaller male. Knowing that it would happen too soon to try and stop, the timber wolf snatched his hand away to place said appendage onto his mate's left thigh to hold him steady. His own knot already fully hard, matching the bloated sphere of red flesh at the bottom of the grey wolf's wolfhood, the brown male drove himself into his submissive in harder strokes trying to hurry along so that the both of them could come together. The grey wolf may have sensed what was happening, even though the look in his eye said that he was someplace past Mars, and slowed his breathing to calm his body and pull back from the edge of his climax so that he could wait long enough to dive over into with his mate.
Minutes ticked by as the brown wolf pumped his thighs harder and gripped the grey's leg closer to himself. The fur of the smaller wolf's underside tickled the last inch or two of flesh that wasn't inside of where the two of them were connected and aroused the timber wolf just enough so that he was ready to join his submissive in orgasm. The fat knot at the end of the grey wolf's wolfhood pulsed like a beacon signaling the upcoming end, and though the timber wolf couldn't see it, the light tremors he felt getting stronger from the grey, the clenching flexes from the tensing tailhole and the rapid huffs puffing out of the brown's muzzle were all the signs he needed to know that it was time to finish this.
The brown wolf didn't say anything to warm the other; his lips still wrapped around the grey's throat, drinking the life from his mate's veins as would a night stalker from legends of old, the bigger male pulled back and used all the force he could muster to hilt into the grey male with the force of a piston going at full tilt. The hollowed outline of his too large cock pushed out against the grey's white front to the extreme, attesting to the power of his cock as the timber wolf's knot ballooned to wider depths and securely wedged the two of them together like a key into a lock.
Pulling his muzzle back, red staining down the front of his lips and then further down his neck, the timber wolf howled to the sky then opened his jaws as wide as he could before sinking his fangs into the grey wolf's throat and biting him hard enough to make the smaller male yowl in pain before coming the grey male came hard onto the black bark of the tree in front of him.
White streams shot out like ribbons as the grey wolf's orgasm gushed up in such a burst that it made a white field dance behind hid closed eyelids. Behind him the brown wolf had his own explosion of ecstasy, but instead of it being one filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure, the timber lupine relished in the absolute exquisiteness of divine rapture as he hilted and sprayed his own puppy-making juice inside of his mate. The torrent of fluid was so much that the rivulets could actually be seen running up from the tip of the brown wolf's cock, which was determinedly buried into the grey's stomach, and then filled the empty space with white gold making the smaller wolf's midsection expand outwards. There was so much that the grey wolf's body couldn't hold onto it, even with the plug of the brown wolf's knot keeping them sealed together, and soon the bulk of fluid rushed out around the bulbous ball of flesh to coat both male's legs, thighs and on down to their feet in a rush of white musky wolf love.
The brown wolf felt his balls give up every drop of the contents within and it was only once he was milked completely dry, some thirty seconds later, that he pulled his head back and away to lick up the mark he had placed onto the smaller male's throat. His eyes seemed to be almost crazed as the timber wolf looked at nothing for moments on end before he growled and came back to himself with a shake of his head. The tidal wave of lust that had swallowed him up was much the same as a crescendo from an orchestra drowning the soul in rhythm and music that couldn't be explained, just felt with an endless intensity.
The grey fur on the smaller wolf's neck was a mess of blood and drool from where the timber wolf had kissed his mate so roughly with his fangs but resolute laps of a merciful tongue wiped away the mess and closed the ring of holes that were left behind with a promise that future mating would be... gentler in the future to come. The bacteria inside of the brown wolf's saliva would prevent infection as the sinkholes within the skin closed up to leave only light raises in the skin behind, but only time would restore the grey wolf's energy as his right leg, still in the timber wolf's unrelenting hold, twitched to be let back down onto the ground while the grey wolf's head tipped forward to knock onto the tree in front of him, making him grumble in complaint.
The larger wolf chuckled and gently lowered his mate's leg and thigh back onto the earth, mindful of their too sensitive testicles which were bitching about how much work they just went though, before pulling the other away from the newly scent marked tree and nuzzling his pet close with as much tenderness as he could muster.
"I guess this means that this territory belongs to the both of us now right, beloved?" The brown spoke in the wolven tongue no human could understand.
"Y-y-yes..." The smaller male tried to form more words but his mind was getting hazy and his thoughts blurred until all become oneness in the darkness of oblivion.
"Sleep now, when you awaken in the morn, I will take you again as an equal and then we can mark this place as belonging to the both of us as the cool mist rises into the sky." The brown wolf promised while moving himself and the other wolf over to a soft patch of dry grass and settling himself over his the smaller male for the night.
The grey tried to mumble something but only succeeded in letting out a yawn of complacency before curling up, not minding as his anus was stretched tighter around the larger wolf's still hard knot for his troubles, and then drifted off to sleep. The timber wolf smirked down at his second before lying down on top of him and then raising his ears to listen to the night make soft music, just for the two of them.
Tomorrow would be an interesting day, especially if the grey didn't remember any of this... but life can indeed be entertaining, the timber wolf thought, especially when you have a beautifully wild wolf to try and overpower with desire as your weapon. Snuggling up close to his mate, the brown wolf yawned and buried his nose close to the other's neck so that he could breath in the scent that had driven him so far to the point where he had found true happiness.