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"A Plum was picked" by Feral Udimo

It was a typical spring day in the forest of fallen oaks. Humans had not yet spoiled these lands with their hoed fields of corn and barley. The Rivers and streams still plentiful with fattened trout and the freshest water you could consume. Although this day was really no more different than any other, it would be different for a special male wolf pup.

The resident wolf den was tucked away in a valley surrounded by rocks and boulders that offered a natural defense. Surrounding this den was a densely populated forest of maple and beech trees with a dotting of great oaks that seemed to offer protection to young seedlings. Close to the den was one large oak. Its trunk, thick at the base, with deep groves within its bark as it twisted and winded upward until it spilt it into many more branches. The canopy of this great tree offered protection, not only from the rain, but also the sun. This tree also was a special tree. It possessed great power. Not so much in a literal magical sense, but in a symbolic visceral sense.

The great oak as it was known, was witness to the life changing events in many of the forests creatures lives. It witnessed life and death, love and hate, and things that are not yet known. Without intention, the great tree would be the catalyst to the life changing event of a very special wolf named Plum.

Season after season, young wolf pups, both male and female came of age and traveled down the paths of adulthood. Many of the females would refine their foraging skills and the skills of motherhood by mimicking the elder females. Much of what the females experienced came instinctively once she was mated by a strong alpha male. For many, the life of a breeder was already defined. It was just a matter of time before one of the males chose her.

The young male pups led a much more dynamic path, a path that would be filled with conflict, hunger, loneliness and possibly death. A male pup was expected to hone his skills at hunting and tracking. It was the way of the wild and as harsh as it seemed, it was the only way to survive.

The younger male pups revered the older ones. It started out as healthy competition, to see who could run faster, spot an ailing beast prey quicker, claim bigger portions of a prize and also who could pin a mate. All these skills helped define hierarchy in a pack and decide who was to be the alpha male. The one who bested all the others could choose his mate, receive the choicest portions of prey, and have the warmest spot.

It was customary for younger males to challenge the elders for position, but because a young male had come of age, didn't mean he was ready to claim his place in adulthood. He had to face inevitable challenges. Slowly a male could work his way up the chain, but once he got there, he was to have to fight to keep the top spot and his bitch.

The current alpha wolf was known to the others as Nimbus. He had a rough time ever since he took the first suckle of his mothers tit. He was a runt and often went hungry as his brothers and even sisters drank from the life giving well of their mother. He wasn't as fast as the others and never brought home the choicest portions of the kill. But, Nimbus didn't falter in his resilience. One day as he passed that Great Oak, he was attacked by the then current alpha. Nimbus had taken a fresh kill of a young deer. The sweet meat was prized among most packs and Nimbus was very proud. His reputation was sure to grow from this, but the current alpha had decided that he wanted the kill for himself. Nimbus had a choice as all lesser males did. He could relinquish his prize and let the leader take it or he could fight for it as many of the more agile and stronger males sought to do.

Nimbus was dealt many blows and bled deeply from the sharp bites from the alpha, but he did not waver in his determination. His young frame did not betray him as he fought with vigor and honor. As ferocious as the alpha was, he could not get the younger pup to concede defeat and his mad desire to take the prize was his undoing. A smarter wolf would have backed off once he received to many wounds. The alpha would have lost reputation, but he would have held on to his status a little while longer. Instead he continued the duel of fates and the young Nimbus reigned victorious.

Nimbus howled his triumph, signaling to the pack that he had defeated the alpha. His body lay there under the great oak for some time before scavengers enacted their own justice. Nimbus was now the alpha and took a mate. It has been several seasons and Nimbus's pack has grown due to his virility in breeding his bitch. She has born him 3 litters since and many of the pups have progressed healthily. Nimbus often sits on his haunches atop one of the large boulders flanking the den. His coat graying and course, majestically hiding any scars he has won. For such a runt as he was, the den is healthy and prosperous. He is truly a great and respected alpha.

One of the lesser males sired a small litter with his bitch and unfortunately met his demise in a conflict with a neighboring pack. Due to stress, his bitch lost more than half the litter and what was left were five young male pups, one of which was a runt. The mother soon named him Plum and even though the others were rough with him, he was able to suckle from her tits as there was plenty of room. As time went on, these young boy pups sought the typical trappings of learning their way around the wild forest as the previous generations had done. The hubris shown by young pups was to be expected. Many arrogantly would tackle things that they were not yet ready. Physically they were adults, but emotionally, they had a lot to learn.

Plum was no different and he was eager to prove himself and take his rightful place among the hierarchy of the pack. His frustration grew stronger as one by one his brothers succeeded in hunting prey and surviving conflicts and one by one, they would pin their selected bitch under that great oak as all others had done.

The great oak, again, showed its significance to the symbolic balance of wolf pack survival and cohesiveness. Where blood was once spilled in combat and claim to the throne, here to is the spilling of female's blood in a not so dissimilar ritual of conquering and claiming.

Plumchose to venture out on a hunt and secure a prize that would be the envy of the pack. He was ripe to cross over that threshold of adulthood and he needed a catalyst to push him over that crest.

Plumhad been tracking a deer. The deer had been rutting and had left clues to the area he inhabited. Even with his immature nature, Plum stalked his prey patiently and with skill. When the opportune moment came, he struck and killed the deer with wolf-like precision.

Plum was proud of his prize and was in the process of dragging it back to the den to show his prowess and reap the benefits of a raised reputation.

Then, suddenly the thieves struck!

His brothers came at him from all sides and it proved to be fruitless as his prize fell into their greedy paws. Plumwas left with nothing but his tattered pride. He stood there on all fours as he watched his brothers drag off his self-esteem. The bloodiest of trails now lay beneath that great oak. He wondered to himself if he was ever to take his place among the alphas.

Plum had slowly started to venture towards the den when he heard a noise in the thicket. The furs on his light brown coat stood up as he showed the whitened canines waiting for another attack. He had been humiliated and beaten without much of a fight, but he was willing to stand his ground to an unknown foe. He was no coward and his wolf instincts kicked in!

Then as his eyes adjusted to the setting sun,Plum saw something familiar. First the large grey furred paw stepped forward, then the snow white fluff of an elder wolf's chest came into view. Calmly and without fear or threat, the beautiful grey wolf stepped into the clearing. It was Nimbus.

Nimbus had witnessed the incident with the young pup and his brotherly thieves. He slowly moved toward the wolf pup causing Plum to instinctively to lower his guard. Any show of aggression towards an alpha was a premise to being admonished, even attacked, but Nimbus slowly and leisurely circledPlum. It was an honor to be alone with an alpha, and thus Plum, knowing his place, lowered his gaze.

Again Nimbus circled the young pup as he grew closer. His silvery- blue eyes peered down at the smaller wolf without much of a sound. The only sounds escaping the event were of heavy paws making contact with the soft green grass and of the long deep breaths of an alpha male inspecting a pup.

Plumjust stood there, when normally a lesser member of the pack would slowly give way and move off and allow the alpha any necessary latitude and space., but Plum was too busy drowning his own misery to really care.

That's when everything changed!

Nimbus looked around him with confidence and keen awareness. He knew the others would be at the den vying for their fair share of Plums prize. Nimbus moved closer and in an act of surprised fashion, brushed his fur covered body against Plum's hip.

Plum's deep brown eyes widened. To be acknowledged by an alpha was rare and to be touched by one was extraordinary. Plum stood there stunned and unsure of what to do. He was young and inexperienced and was unsure of the proper protocol. As he pondered the situation, Nimbus brushed up against him once more, but with a much more determined motion. This added to the young wolf's confusion as he had witnessed this sort of action partaken on the females in a typical mating courtship. He was a male wolf pup and Nimbus was an Alpha male....THE ALPHA MALE!

Nimbus's actions didn't help with the already confused state of mind of the wolf pup. It definitely didn't help matters when Plum felt Nimbus's sharp canines tug and nip at his furred ear.

In the midst of the confusing playfulness from a larger and more powerful male,Plum was frozen with fear. His smaller frame began to shiver just as his body began to betray him.

Plum's tail lifted upward and fluttered teasingly back and forth exposing his tight pink wolf pucker. He had never felt this way before and it scared him to death, yet his body gave in to these feelings that welled up in the pit of his belly.

Nimbus grazed his canines across Plum's tender ear again then dove downwards as to allow his muzzle to graze Plum's soft underbelly. Giving him a playful, yet forceful nudge, Nimbus knocked the smaller wolf a few feet causing Plum to yelp. This little action sent a signal to Plum that Nimbus was still a flesh and blood alpha and intended to secure that notion. Moving closer again, Nimbus drove his snout up under the wolf pups underbelly again.

Plum stiffened as he felt the warm exhalations of the alphas rapid breaths on his flesh. The motion caused Plum's pucker to twitch slightly as he had never felt this way before. He had yet to tie with a bitch and now these feelings of an older alpha male exploring this wolf pup was very new as well as confusing.

Nimbus long curved wet tongue slipped from his muzzle and lewdly swiped at the fur lined slit ofPlum's sheath hole. The young pup's legs nearly dropped from beneath him as he grew weak. His pink pointy tip snuck its way from its protective sheath to tease at the center warmth of Nimbus's exploring tongue. As the veiny pink head dipped into the valley of the alpha's tongue, Plum uncontrollably squirted little droplets of pre across the rough and slippery surface.

Overwhelming feelings came over Plum as Nimbus continued tasting the fresh salty gift. His body stiffened again as the largest and most powerful male of the pack was lapping lewdly at the pink pointy tip of his wolf cock.

Plum's pink wet tip lip-sticked in and out of the fur covered sheath as it seemed to stab lewdly at the soft warm center of licking flesh. Nimbus swiped roughly at the vulnerable untouched tip and then dragged down along its veiny length. The long rough tongue travelled across the swelling bump of Plum's knot on its way to delve in between his sack, jostling at the two rounded orbs already filled with confused excitement.

Nimbus continued to explore the wolf pup more deliberately and unobstructed as his licking tongue swirled around the throbbing exposure of Plum's pointy tip, causing his balls to tighten and jerk uncontrollably, especially as the tongue tossed the smaller balls roughly up and down.

Plumstood there quietly and submissively as the older wolf's tongue teased the young pup. As he savored the long wet warm licks of Nimbus's tongue, he let out a distinctive guttural yelping howl as the wet curved edge of the tongue slid up and made contact with the warm wrinkled tightness of Plums tail hole.

As the heat transferred between tongue and tightness, Plum instinctively lowered his torso into the soft grass below. His rump raised and pushed back to meet the long leisurely licks and lewd flicks of Nimbus's tongue.

Plum came very close to losing control as the warm wetness teased his pucker. His body shook and shuddered in embarrassment as the older male wolf was coaxing the smaller male into a seemingly forbidden act. It was undeniable as his member lay fully extended, pulsating with arousal and dripping pre across the soft earth at his feet, he was succumbing to the alpha's wishes.

Nimbus's curved tongue probed at the wolf's pucker, teasing at the wrinkled pink hole as if it was the slit of a bitch in heat. Nimbus let out a deep guttural growl of his own as Plum instinctively pushed his tail hole backward into the warm flat surface of Nimbus's tongue. The die had been cast, Nimbus would have him as his own special prize.

Plum instinctively lowered his snout and grazed the pack leaders belly as he too sniffed wildly at he already exposed blood red thickness that dangled lewdly and nearly dipped into the dirt below. Plum's eyes widened as he noticed the pronounced girth and length of the grey wolf. Immediately his heart raced as the pink curved edge of his tongue swiped nervously at the dripping point of Nimbus's cock.

His nostrils flared as he inhaled and exhaled sharply and his lungs filled with the strong musky scent of his alpha. Nimbus's anal gland twitched as he gave off extra doses of his musk as the pups tongue explored the larger wolf's genitals.

Plum's tongue cradled the blood red meat as he got a heavy taste of a real alphas pre, the flavor intoxicating and nearly overwhelming to the young pup. Then, suddenly, beforePlum's exploration could make its way along the full length of wolf cock, the large grey wolf reared back and pounced upon the smaller wolf.

Before Plum could react, Nimbus had pinned him down as slid his front paws down across the smaller pups hips. Plumyelped out loud as he felt the sharp canines dig down into his scruff and force his snout into the grass. For a brief moment, there was complete stillness asPlum's nostrils flared while buried in the tall blades of grass. Then the powerful feeling of what seemed like an ocean wave slamming against him form behind as the alpha wolf made stabbing jabs at his tail hole.

Plumwhimpered and struggled as fear overwhelmed him, feeling smothered and overpowered. The alphas long thick meat came close to making contact with the wrinkled hole only to drive in between the smaller pups nut sack, sending him a signal that his life was never going to be the same.

Nimbus hunched his pelvis again and thrusted forward, this time, the blood red tip found its target. Plumyelped out with a bitch like cry as the thick veiny shaft drove into his tight pup hole. No holding back, the long thick cock slammed fill hilt intoPlum's depths, causing his eyes to roll back into his head. A large amount of pre shot across his belly as his own meat lat flat between his belly and the ground.

Nimbus's held his position for a brief moment as before. His hind legs kicked and dug in further up as to get a better position. Then, as his large claws dig into the soft grass, he pulled back, exposing his shaft and the wetness ofPlum's inner bowels. As the veiny thickness glistened, Nimbus lunged and drove his meat back into the pups tightness, causing another whimpered yelp form the wolf pup.

Plum had no way of resisting such a powerful thrust as he was mounted by his alpha. At this point, he had succumbed to overwhelming feelings of arousal and Nimbus's musky scent had proven to be too intoxicating as he relinquished his tail hole like a good bitch should.

All the confusion had melted away as the hard pounding thrusts of the alphas cock tore into his tight hole. He no longer could contemplate his future or his actions. His guts were being used by the stronger grey wolf and his insides constantly reminded him that he was doing exactly what he was meant to be.

Nimbus nipped and gnawed at the young wolf's neck and shoulders as he pounded away at him. If any doubt crept intoPlum's mind, it was his boy hole being stretched and abused that reminded him that he was a special breed.

Deeper and harder the thrusts came as Nimbus made Plum his bitch. Plum yelped and whimpered as he soon felt the pressure of Nimbus's swollen knot trying to tear its way into his bitch boy bowels. Plum, instinctively lifted his rump higher to allow the grey wolf better access to his hole. The swollen pink tail hole stretched around the thick veiny shaft finally opened up to accept the swollen engorged roundness of Nimbus's knot.

As if a spring flower opening up, Nimbus's felt the warm accepting heat of Plum's tail hole as he crammed his knot into the tight entrance. Plum reared his head back and cried out in pain as he felt the natural swelling as both males locked together in lustful heat.

Nimbus's thrusts stopped as his tail twirled like a fan as his meat twitched and pulsating into the warm boy flesh that was molding around the shape of the invading wolf cock.

Plum shuddered and released his own wolf cum across his pinned belly in short rapid spurts just as Nimbus's cock began to erupt. Thick sheets of pearly white opaqueness splashed across Plum's insides as he buried himself deeper. Plum could feel the repeated blasts of the alpha's seed as it filled every nook and cranny of his untouched bowels.

Biting into the cooling night air,Plum's insides burned with pain as well as pleasure as he lay pinned in his own juices. His belly fur matted and damp as his pink cock twitched and spasmed its release. Nimbus held his grip on the wolf pups scruff while he emptied the contents of his wolf sack into the young pups guts. If nothing else, this was a definite signal to the young pup that he now was the alpha's bitch.

As his bowels settled down as the large wolf cock embedded into his tight hole softened. Plum nuzzled the grey wolfs chest and under his chin. He was still embarrassed, but in a special sense he was proud of what happened. His path was being determined for him and he was ok with that. He had been chosen, maybe by chance, but the act rung true in his mind. The alpha had mounted him and had apparently considered him worthy as a bitch. That was better than being a failure.

Plum's thinking soon came to crashing halt as he felt the grey wolf push up on all fours. Plum's tight pucker still securely enveloped the thick veiny cock flesh as he felt his rump being pulled upward. Nimbus's knot, still swollen and locked to the boy pup, held the two together.

Nimbus pulled back as the bulbous knot tugged and stretched at the raw hole that was its home for those brief few moments. Plumyelped out loud again as he felt the overwhelmed pressure of his boy hole stretching as the alpha withdrew. The great oak echoed with the howling cry and a wet sloppy plopping sound as Nimbus was able to pull free from the forbidden tie. A slick string of wolf seed clung lewdly to the pointy tip asPlum's tail hole gaped open.

Nimbus hovered over the smaller wolf's body asPlumremained flat to the ground. His tail hole remained exposed and raw after being ruined by the large wolf cock. Nimbus nuzzled the young pup as his dangling meat slide acrossPlum's fur lined back, leaving a trail of any remaining strands of wolf ejaculate. Plum's coat would smell of the alpha's musk.

Plum knew this was a special way of acknowledging him. He knew that whenever Nimbus wanted it, He was to be his bitch.

(I apologize for the lack of editing, just too busy atm. Thank you for the nice comments)