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Inheritance Part One By Brynach

The balls where so perfect...shape, color...and that sheath...the red tip was even peaking...the smell was making my nostrils quiver, my own sheath firm as I found myself leaning forward to catch more of the scent.

"Liking what you see and smell hmm?"

I blinked looking at the very male eyes of my cousins boy friend as he stood fresh from the shower stall dripping wet fur hiding nothing of his musclur body.

"Hah no I was only thinking why my mare sized cousin picked a pony like you to mate with."

He gave an amused growl back tossing the towel he had been using at me. "Pony am I? Well I seem to be big enough for Mary."

As my bad luck would have it his aim was true, damp heavy towel smacking into my muzzle.

"Hey!"

"Are you two bitches still in there? The rest of us would like to shower too you know."

The small one room cleaning house Im told had in days gone by been a care takers cottage. Tho sometime during my mothers generation it had been converted into showering stall and rest room for those of us returning from the hunt deemed too muddy for the main house. I was at a loss how much larger litters managed using the place as it seemed just me and my cousins where often at odds on rites of whom got first cleaning.

We of course made a contest of sorts out of it...the pack who ran back first won and my cousins boy friend being so outdoors type well it made it so easy for me simply running in his wake as he trail broke what to me of a smaller frame seemed impassible green wilderness. At school some even said Rand was part wolf tho no one dared ask him if such an insult to ones vulpine bloodline could be true.

I of course kept telling myself it was just my lack of proper upbringing, my mother prefering city life the only wilderness I ever got to run in was the city parks where every leaf every stone was carefully placed and cleaned twice daily.

Even my paw pads seemed softer ,more sensitive then those of his. I tried to not be envious that he was built like some vuline god made flesh. As of course I would of had that same build if only I was raised out in the county instead of the city.

"Hey hurry up, you know we are not allowed to eat till our paws and fur are cleaned." Mary complained from outside with background mutters of the rest of the vixen pack.

"Sorry Marry." I called out as I quickly got into the shower as my now smirking brother in law padded past me on his way out to join his mate outside. It was not till I had almost finished toweling my fur dry that I noticed I had been using his towel...rubbing his musky scent all over my own fur...my ears drooped with sudden embrassment. And for a moment I considered another shower but there just was no time...hoping no one would notice I tossed the offending towel in the bin and padding outside joining the others.

Mary of course could not wait to give my ears a playful rubbing as she with her larger body nudged me aside easly well leading the others into the cleaning room. That I tried to growl my displeasure just sent my cousins into a fit of giggles. This of course being something that has been going on sense we where cubs no matter how I tried to assert my domiance all of those vixens would just giggle and rub my ears playfully. It was not till I was about five paces outside that I noticed the prank those females had done to me....not only did they rub the mud from their fur on me I now smelled strongly of vixen musk.

I could tell the female scent on my fur was strong because when I looked over at Rand he was an inch or two out of sheath and padding over to me with a smile on his muzzle. Staring so intently at his sheath I started a little once feeling his large paw rubbing my ears just as the vixens had done. I tried hard to not think about his sheath but of course that only made mine slide out all the faster. Looking up into his eyes at a loss as I could feel my shaft crashing into his warm male scented flesh.

Time seemed to stop as I saw Rand smile even wider as I felt my precum begin to leak. I opened my muzzle to say something to make a joke or say it was not so but words failed me. And Rand just standing there with that knowing look as he gently pressed down on my head till as if on remote control I was kneeling before him. So many thoughts rushing around in my head...what if one of the vixens saw us....what if....

But when he cupped my muzzle and moved it to his heavy balls making me smell him...smell his domiance I instinctively felt the draw of submission. This cant be...I'm the male heir...I have to be the domiant male...And yet as Rand begin to softly rub my nose pad over and over against his warm balls bringing my nostrils to flare wide as he fed me that so very aluring musk I heard the word lick. If he had spoken I cant be sure, I was so bespelled Im unsure if maybe I was simply thinking the word, some trick of my own mind.

I had began to shake some and then suddenly the paw hold on my muzzle was leading me upwards bringing me back to a standing posture. Bringing my gaze so very directly to Rands as the big male kisses me. A kiss so vastly unknown to me. A kiss not of a mother to a child...no kiss of a relation showning affection had prepared me for this kiss. My eyes wide open as I stared into his eyes as we shared a kiss, I felt his tongue in my muzzle not even sure how such had happened. Then as quick as it had happened the paw upon my muzzle was gone...

Heart now racing I stood there as if turned to stone while that wayward paw of his moved to my cock grasping and rubbing me till I was spreading my legs apart nearly breathless with my heavy panting. Feeling cloth brushing against fur I dumbly just stood there as he wiped me clean then walked away without so much as a backwards glance. Had I done something wrong I found myself wondering. So very unsure how to feel about his padding away, the loss of his large paw upon me.

"Hey why are you just standing there? Dont you want to eat?"

So at a loss it took me a moment to understand the words and who had spoken them. With my ears splaying I turned to Mary my cousin thinking I must look so guilty that she surely must of seen must know what had just happened. I tried to speak to say anything that came to mind. An idea of running away and not stopping till I was far away came to mind. Her paw rubbing my ears deflaited all of this. For once in my life I did not feel mad about being treated such by her or to hear her laughing as the other vixens passed us in a rush all of them giving a rub to my ears.

"Come on we will be late." Mary called to me as she turned to race after her pack. "Last one has to clean the plates."

It was that last part that brought me back, brought my senses back to me, brought my paws back to me, and gave me control of myself once again. I of course ran as fast as I could. The meal was going to be my favorite after all bargued field mouse.

End Part One