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Brande lay on his his back against a pile of soft furs, staring up at the roof of the tent. Tairn had escorted him to the edge of the encampment to a rather small, recently-pitched tent and told him to get some rest before retiring back to his own tent. Upon entering, Brande had found a small bowl of strange fruits resting on a table near one of the three corners and a small bedding of soft furs stacked upon one another. He didn't bother with the food; he felt to sick to eat anything. Instead, he had stripped off his shirt and plopped onto the bedding with an exhausted sigh. The bull closed his weary eyes, feeling the strands of fur from the pelts warming his back.

Lying there, he was unable to keep thoughts of what the old minotaur had told him. How could she think such things about him? He was nothing, a weak soul waiting for the sweet embrace of death to take it away. He couldn't help but feel hopeful, however. What if things were truly going to change for the minotaur? Would he even be accepted here? He remembered Tairn's remark about his appearance from before.

Brande let out a long sigh before sitting up. It was obvious to him that he wasn't going to find any sleep tonight. He got back up to his hooves and pushed through the flap of the tent out into the cool night air. The fur on his chest glistened slightly from the moonlight as he stretched his muscles. Looking from side to side, he noticed that everyone that was still away before had all gone back to their tents. Smiling slightly, he walked away from the cluster of tents, not really caring as to where he was going. He just needed some air and time to think.

The ground was covered in thick, tall grass that reached up past his ankles. It wasn't too difficult to find his way around due to the illumination of the moon. Brande took a deep breath. The air felt... Fresh. Unlike the stale air from Earth. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking in the succulent air into his lung. Smiling, he continued onwards.

Brande found himself climbing a steep hill and when he reached the top, his eyes stood agape and his mouth ajar. The land broke off from a rocky cliff and from there, he could see for what he felt like miles. The area below was speckled with trees and a large oasis lay in the midst of it all. It was spectacular... Brande stood there for what seemed like ages before he managed to tear his eyes away. It was like... He had seen this all before. His mind flashed back to the visions. He had stood with arms open and tears running down his furred cheeks but it was all swept away from him before. But this... Was real.

"Well, what do we have here?" a deep, crackling voice called from behind Brande. Jumping slightly, he turned around and was met with a dark face nearly a foot away from his snout. It was covered in pitch black fur with a small tint of purple. The face was stretched into a grinning muzzle that almost resembled a wolf's. Its form was slightly hunched over with dark fur covering its muscular body. It, or he as he could now see was naked save for a small loincloth wrapped around his waist. Brande also couldn't help but notice the long claws petruding from both of its paws.

The beast chuckled softly. "I think this little Taurhe wants to play..." He reached out a paw and groped the front of Brande's pants, causing him to let out a small yelp. Brande shoved the beast away roughly, causing him to stagger backwards slightly. He snarled and snapped his jaws at Brande. "I see how this is going to be."

The beast lept towards him, knocking him to the ground with the creature right on top of him. Brande let out a loud "oof!" as he felt the air get knocked out of him. He felt something sliding along his chest. He looked down and saw the grinning beast looking up at him as he slid a claw along his chest. Brande growled and struck his fist upwards, connecting with the beast's muzzle. He stumbled backwards off Brande, giving him enough time to get back up to his hooves and to raise his fists in anticipation. The wolf creature simply looked up at him and grinned. Brande soon felt a pair of arms wrap around him, pinning his arms back with a soft chuckle from behind him.

The beast in front of him got back and walked back over to the struggling bull. Grinning menacingly, he trailed his paw along his chest down to his chest slowly before reaching back and striking Brande straight in the stomach. He renched over and coughed violently, tasting blood. Slightly dazed, he struggled to pull away from his captor's grip, but was unable to. The beast in front of him grasped Brande's chin and brought him to eye level.

"Now, we're going to have to get these off, aren't we?" Brande struggled some more as the creature slowly slid the bull's jeans off. The wolf growled in satisfaction as he was soon standing completely naked in the night air. He moved closer to Brande, wrapping one arm around his waist and gripped his length in his paw and began stroking it slowly. Brande whimpered softly as he felt it began to stir out of its sheath as the wolf began to lick his neck, his paw still stroking tentatively. The beast kept working his shaft until the bull was soon fully erect with the wolf's paw teasingly rubbing the tip of his length.

Brande was then roughly shoved into the grass, face first as the wolf behind his let go of his arms. He quickly tried to get back up, but was shoved back down onto his hands and knees, feeling the arms of one of the wolves wrap around his waist. His tail was roughly moved out of the way and he felt something press in-between his cheeks. He turned his head and saw the wolf from before, loincloth now gone leaving his completely nude, right behind him on his knees with his fully erect canine length pressed against his rump.

The wolf slid inside his rump and pressed his pulsing shaft against Brande's sensitive rim, causing him to let out a small moan. Brande turned his head back and looked down at the ground, his hands gripping the grass and knowing what was soon to happen. He heard the beast let out a growl and groaned as he shoved the head into his virgin tailhole roughly. The wolf gave a small thrust, pushing more of his length inside. Brande felt as though his whole backside were being completely stretched open, causing him to groan in pain from the experience. He began doing this over and over again, thrusting inch after inch of that throbbing canine cock into his ass without mercy, until soon he was completely hilted onto Brande. Brande moaned loudly as he felt the shaft throb against his prostate.

The wolf pulled his length out by a few inches and thrust back in again, pounding into his prostate and making him cry out in pain and pleasure. He began to pound away into the virgin bull's tight ass, pulling out about half way and roughly shoving it back in with vigor. Brande felt the wolf lean in and press his furry chest against his back as the bull moaned with each thrust pounding away at his prostate. He looked up and noticed the beast that had held him from behind now in front of him, stroking his already erect cock at the sight of the two going at it. He grinned and got on his knees in front of the bull, sticking his length in his face as he was brutally fucked from behind by the other wolf. He couldn't help but open his mouth and let the wolf shove his length into his muzzle. He tasted along the wolf's throbbing canine cock with his tongue, receiving a moan from the beast. He then began to push in and out of the submissive bull's mouth, both of the two beasts moaning in pleasure as they had their way with Brande.

Brande was in pure ecstasy as his ass was pounded away, the wolf now pulling out until on the head lay in and thrusting back in with quick succession. He felt his own throbbing cock leaking, dripping into the grass below. He felt the wolf's paw wrap around his length and began to stroke off the moaning minotaur. Brande continued to suck the other wolf off, his moan muffled as he tasted the pre that leaked onto his tongue. It tasted... sweet and sort of musky, unlike what he had expected it to. He felt the wolf in front of him tense up as he let out a loud howl, and soon the wolf's cum was shooting into the bull's awaiting muzzle. As much of the hot cum he tried to swallow, a lot of it ended up leaking out and splattering into the grass. The wolf pulled his now softening length out of his mouth after he finished shooting his load, leaving him with only the beast behind him pounding away against his prostate.

Brande felt something else pressing against his tailhole as he was fucked away by the strong wolf that gave off soft grunts with each thrust. Every time the wolf pushed his throbbing shaft into him, it pushed his rim open even more. The beast snarled as the knot popped inside of the bull's virgin hole and bit down roughly onto Brande's shoulder, causing him to cry out in pain. The wolf kept his jaws clamped down into his shoulder as he then spewed wave after wave of his hot seed into the bull's ass, filling his insides with his hot cum. Brande let out a loud moo as he was then pushed over the edge of pleasure and his own cock erupted, shooting his own seed onto his chest and into the grass below him.

Brande felt the wolf go limp on top of him, his teeth still sunk deep into his shoulder. He moaned slightly, feeling a sudden dizziness wash over him. He struggled to keep from collapsing as his arms became weak and shaky. Brande's eyes fluttered slightly and he fell to the cum soaked grass with the wolf this inside and on top of him, fading into unconsciousness.