Shadow of Wishes
The Shadow of Wishes
A Story by Snowcloud
Warning!!!! This story contains contains sexual acts of a Male-Male nature. If you are not old enough to view adult materials and/or offended by homosexual descriptions, please do not read this story.
The focus of our story is a fur named Torc, An athletic built 20 year-old wolf, looking for a way out of his present life, finds out about a great opportunity, and decides to go on a journey to find his destiny that he never thought he would have.
It is said amongst certain circles that there is a very mysterious tree in the backwoods of the eternity forest. Some say that is a wonder, others say that it is a curse. But to this day, no one knows for sure exactly what it is and why it was there. And what makes this little piece of gossip even more mysterious, is that it is not the tree itself that is the focus of the constant conversations, but it is the tree's shadow that is the reason for the rise in wonderment.
There is talk about actual fursons going to the tree to see what it was all about, some coming back with a whole new outlook on life, while others who have come back but were committed into an insane asylum because they couldn't mentally pawle what they perceived. This story entails one such individual. But will it be a story of wonderment, or a story of tragedy? Read on and see for yourself.
"Hey, get back to work!!!!" The owner yells as a young silver wolf is caught daydreaming for the third time today.
"Sorry, sir." is all the wolf can think of saying as he is pulled from his revelry and forced to resume his day, no, his life as it was; Boring, uneventful and just plain downright miserable. Everyday, he wishes there was something exciting in his life, something to give his life meaning so he won't have the thought of giving himself to the sharp end of a knife. But, knowing that he couldn't do that, he just sighs and goes about his duties and usual.
A little while later a trio of furs walks in to have a drink and talk about things on their minds to pass the time, and of course, the silver wolf is the server for their table.
"Hi, my name is Torc, how may I serve you?" trying not to bite his own tongue off as he said this for the umpteenth time today.
"Yeah, can we have three hard ciders? And three of your house specials?" answered the tallest of the three.
As Torc hears the order, he gives them a nod and proceeds to get it. When he returns, he overhears their conversation.
"Did you hear? Someone else went to find that tree and came back completely insane!" "Yeah, they said that they spent four days looking for it and found it, but went crazy when he tried to figure out what the tree does. From the looks of it, only four fursons have come back from that place without going crazy, but, they haven't been the same since." But it was the last one that caught his attention. " Yeah, and I heard one of them lives near hear in a house near the forest itself, about a half days walk from here."
Hearing that last part of the conversation, he made up his mind. He was going to find the fur that came back from the forest no matter what. He wanted to know what he saw, what happened when he saw it, and why he didn't go crazy. And if everything he says was worth it, he would go and see it for himself. He knew if anything was going to change his life, this would be his only opportunity to do so and he wanted that more then anything.
As the next day began, the sun rose to find that Torc was already awake and ready to start his journey. A journey of discovery he hoped, but did so with caution. He knew that there was also a downside in all of this, but he didn't care. So, with all of the clothing and supplies he would need packed, he set out on his quest to find the mysterious fur. As he walked and rested through out the trip, he noticed a lot of things he hadn't seen before. A lot of different furs, from short to tall, from big to small, and from ugly to cute. Especially the cute part. He saw a lot of furs on the journey that he would have been glad to give up his quest for, but he was too dedicated and self-conscious to do that. Or even approach them for that matter. He always felt that he was too ordinary for anyone to like him, so, he always avoided any close contact with anyone.
Continuing on his journey, he came upon a wounded tiger. From the looks of his wounds, he had been in a pretty bad battle. The body still had a knife clutched in his bloody paw. Almost like he was anticipating another assault. Torc looked him over very carefully, to make sure he was still breathing. As he did, he noticed that most of his clothes had been torn off completely, leaving a lot of things in plain sight. Such as, his strong chest, his large muscular thighs, and his huge co............!! He stopped himself from looking, seeing as he was becoming aroused by all of this. He decided to help the stranger, but first he would have to get that knife out of his paw so he wouldn't become a wolf kabob.
He looked around to find something that could possibly be long enough, but strong enough to pry the tigers paw open. As he looked around, he found a thick branch resting on the ground next to the tigers head. A bit to close for the wolf's taste, but it was the only one that looked like it could do the job. He made a slow reach for it, trying his best not to disturb the huge body of the tiger, knowing that one false move would probably mean his death. Unfortunately for Torc, he just happened to make a slight slip while reaching for the branch in question and lands right on the tigers chest. He feared for his life in so many ways, closing his eyes for the worst, when he heard a chuckle from the figure under him.
The sudden laugh made him freeze, yet also made him wonder why he wasn't dead yet. He looked and saw a set of gentle amber eyes looking back at him. All he could do was stare at them, unable to do anything else.
"Well, if you wanted to rob me, you could have just done it. You didn't need to hurt me worse then I already am." The tiger said with the same chuckle as before.
Torc kept trying to think of something to say but couldn't think of anything except an inkling in the back of his head, and for some strange reason, it just blurted out of his muzzle. "I wasn't trying to rob you, I was just trying to get the knife out of your paw so I could cover up your cock!! I mean your body!!! I mean........" couldn't finish what he was saying which caused him to blush and look in the other direction out of sheer embarrassment.
"Oh, I must be lucky then. Sorry about the accusation, *groan* but as you can see, I had my reasons." Cringing in pain as he finishes. Torc was worried now. From the looks of it, the tiger was bleeding more and wouldn't last long without proper care. He had to find a way to transport the tiger to a doctor; otherwise, the tiger wouldn't last long. Not wasting any time, he began a frantic search of the area, trying to find a something, anything he could possibly use. But to no avail. He was even more worried now.
As luck would have it, a hay cart was coming by at just that very moment. He literally through himself in front of the cart to flag it down. "Please stop. I have a fur in very bad shape here. Can you please let us ride in your cart to a doctor?" Torc says with fear and dread in his throat. The cart driver looks at Torc, then at the wounded tiger, then at Torc again. After thinking for a second, if it would bite him in the butt or not, he nods yes and proceeds to help place the tiger on the cart.
"On the count of three, we lift ok?" the driver nods and waits for the signal. "One....two.....THREE!!!" At the signal, Torc did lift as he said he would, but unbeknownst to him, the driver was still standing behind in shock. Torc had unwittingly and incredibly lifted the huge tiger all by himself and proceeded to take him to the cart, still thinking that the driver was on the other side, he slowly edged the tiger into the cart and wiped the sweat off of his forehead, happy that there might be a chance for the tiger.
The driver, still in a state of shock, proceeds to take them to the closest doctor he knows. Torc stayed with the tiger for the entire trip, doing the best he could to keep the tiger as comfortable as possible. It was a confusing matter to the wounded tiger, seeing as he did not know this fur, yet for some strange reason he was helping him out of the blue. He had never been treated so nicely by anyone before, so it was all new to him.
They arrived at a village called, "Luminous Lunar", loosely translated stands for "Moonlight". This village was famous for three reasons: The moon was always in clear view here; the doctors here were first rate; and ironically, it was located right next to the eternity woods. As they entered the village, they made their way to the doctor's office, going as fast as they could, and not really paying attention to the people on the trail.
As they reached the office, they hurried him inside and yelled for help in every which direction they could think of. As they are yelling, the doctor comes out looking rather annoyed from the noise. "What is the meaning of this? This is doctors office, show some respect to the other patients that are here!" Torc calms down slightly so he can speak softer to the doctor, "I am sorry, doctor. But this fur here is in really bad shape. He won't survive if he doesn't get immediate treatment. Can you please help him? PLEASE!?!?"
The doctor gives a curious grimace and looks at the body of the tiger, he looks at Torc again, then looks at the tiger once more. "Listen; don't rush to my office again yelling over non-serious wounds. Understand!?!?" Torc looks at the doctor confused. "What do you mean 'non-serious'? He has been bleeding for sometime. He can't survive if this continues." The doctor holds his forehead in annoyance. "The tiger's clothes have massive blood stains, yes. But if you look carefully, the stains stop just about 6 inches away from the wounds, meaning that they have clotted by now. He is out of danger for now, but yes, he still needs to be treated." The doctor calls one of his nurses and instructs them to get a stretcher and a couple of interns to help admit the tiger.
It took a couple of days for the tiger to recover, and Torc stayed right next to him. No matter what was being done to the tiger, from checkups to release, he was right by his side. He couldn't explain it; he couldn't stand being away from the tiger for longer then needed. It was like he was drawn to him, and for something like this to happen out of the blue, it kind of scared him. But, he liked it at the same time.
As the two walk out into the bright rays of the sun, the tiger takes a deep breath, as if to renew himself from the torture his body must have suffered from the days before. As Torc was looking into the distance, thinking on what he had done for the past couple of days, he was ripped from his quandary by something sudden and unexpected. "I thank you. I owe you my life. So, since I don't have anything to repay you with, I shall become your protector and friend from this day forth." The tiger had spoken such grand appreciation. To him!!!! "Is something wrong??" He speaks again wondering why the wolf is just staring at him. The wolf shakes his head and blushes slightly. "No. I'm sorry. I was just lost in thought I guess." The tiger brushes his brow but brushes the look off as nothing. At this moment, the wolf realizes he had almost forgot the purpose of his journey. "Hey, do you think you would like to come with me? I am searching for a fur who has returned from the eternity woods." The tiger smiles and says, "I am your protector now. Wherever you go, I will be there." The wolf smiles back and proceeds to the middle of town. There were many people in the town that day. It seems there was some type of festival going on.
Torc spent hour after hour looking for any information on the mysterious fur who survived his journey through the eternity woods. But, alas there weren't any good leads around. He had just about lost hope when the tiger came up behind him and tapped his shoulder. He yelps in surprise but calms down when he sees the face of the tiger again. "It seems I might have found something on this guy you are looking for." The wolf looks hopeful again when he hears that might be a chance after all. The tiger leads him to an alleyway where a cloaked figure stood. "So, you are searching for the survivor of the eternity woods, right?" The wolf nods frantically, unable to hold back his curiosity. "If you are sure about this, follow me and be alert. I don't want anyone else following you. Understand?" The wolf looks confused but agrees. The cloaked figure starts to go through a zigzag pattern through the alleyways, turning right at one alley, then left at another. As they continued on this path, the two travelers noticed that the path was getting smaller and smaller. This was not too strange, but still it was awkward. As the path they took winded down farther and farther into the depths of the dark back streets, it got so small to the point where they had to walk one in front of the other. A line of furs going through an alleyway. What a sight if you could see it. After what seemed as if they would continue running down these alleyways forever, "Here is where you will meet the one you seek." The cloaked figure says as he point to an opening at the other end of the alley. As the three go through the final alley, they are treated to a rare sight. It seems that whoever this guy was, he had an eye for finding better places to live then these people.
Before them stood a single, modest cottage in between the thousands of buildings in the area, but in this area, it was devoid of the looks of the paths and roads of the main streets. It was the exact opposite, it was lush in green grass, and flowers and trees all around. It was as if it was a little piece of heaven tucked away for only him to enjoy. As the two stared in awe at the vision, the cloaked figure led them to the door. Both of them followed, still awestruck from the beauty of this place. As the cloaked figure opened the door, they waited to see what furson stood behind it. But, it was empty. Not a soul was there. It had been lived in recently, yes, but there wasn't a soul in sight. "Hmmm...it seems no one is in at the moment. I guess he must be out. I am sorry to have wasted your time." The wolf looked forlorn. It couldn't end this way. To get this close and still not find the fur was just not an option for him. As the cloaked figure looked at the fur, he felt sorry for him. "Don't look so down, it might be for the best that you didn't meet him. You might be better off on your own." The wolf looked up at the figure with tears in his eyes. "NO! This is how everything began changing in my life. If it weren't for the rumor I heard about this furson, I would probably have never taken this journey. I needed this for me. My life was nothing until I began this journey. It isn't fair, to have come so far only to fail..." Torc begins to sob, unable to control his emotions any longer. "If you are truly intent on finding him, there is one last thing I must ask you." The wolf looks up at the figure with his tear-matted face. "Why do you wish to find him?" The wolf stands up and responds. "To find out how he survived the eternity woods, and retained his sanity after finding the mystic tree." The figure turns his back to the other two. "Are you sure you want to know?" The wolf thinks to himself. "It is the only thing that gives me a reason to live. To feel like I am alive. It is the only thing that keeps me going. I must find this tree and experience what he experienced. See what he saw. To do something not many have done. To fulfill a part of my life that I have never tried to explore. It is something I feel I need to do to keep on living in this life..." The cloaked figure took pity on him. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to tell you then." The wolf's ears perked up, "What do you mean?" The figure didn't speak, but instead, he removed the cloaked that hid his identity. "Behold, I am the one you seek!" Before the two furs stood a beautiful badger, with scars all over his body.
As they recovered from their shock and awe, they all sat down to discuss that matter at paw. "So, it was you the entire time?" The badger nods. "Yes, I had to see the reason you wanted to search for this tree." The tiger then stands suddenly, "Maxim? Maxim, is that you?" The badger looks at him and smiles genuinely. "It can't be. Darsh, is that really you? I thought you died." The wolf was confused about what was going on. It seems that his friend, now known as Darsh, knows the badger in some way. They embraced each other in a heart felt hug. One that warriors would give to each other after a fierce battle, or to welcome back old allies. Darsh looks at his wolven companion and realizes that he hasn't told the wolf anything yet. "I am sorry, my friend. Maxim this is..." Then Darsh realizes that he never asked for the wolf's name yet. "You know, as long as we have been together, you have never told me your name." The wolf smiles. "Same goes for you, Darsh." The tiger rubs the back of his head in embarrassment. "My name is Torc." The tiger smiles again and continues where he left off. "Maxim, this is my friend, Torc. And Torc, this is my dear friend, Maxim." The wolf and the badger exchange hellos, then Torc asks something of the badger. "How do you know Darsh anyway?" The badger looks at the tiger, then looks at the wolf again. "Well, believe it or not, he was one of the others with me on my journey to the tree." The wolf gawks at the badger, then glares at the tiger. "You mean you were a survivor too!?!?" The tiger nodded. "You see, when you found me, it was as a result of that very journey." The wolf was in shock, wondering out of all the furs in the world, he ended up journeying with someone who knows information on the very matter he was looking for. "You see, it happened like this. Maxim, about four other furs, and myself went on this journey to find that mystical tree. On the way there, we were attacked right and left by many creatures that lived in the forest. By the time we made it to the tree, there was only me and Maxim left to marvel at it. It was gigantic, the tree was taller then most castles, the limbs of the tree alone were wider then that of a normal house. The trunk looked stronger then stone, and the canopy looked like it could shade a village by itself." The wolf was astonished yet confused. "If it is so gigantic like you say, why is it not able to be seen in plain sight now?" "Because, it only appears once every full moon. Other then that, it is never seen at all." The badger finishes.
The wolf couldn't stop thinking about all of this. It was too unbelievable, but here before him were two eyewitnesses to the fact. If it weren't for the fact that his friend was one of the ones that said this, he would have called them both bold-faced liars. The wolf then looks straight at both of them with a look of overwhelming determination. "Alright then. Come the next full moon, I am going in search of that tree, no matter what it takes." The two looked at each other in utter shock. The tiger grabs the wolf by the shoulders, pleading with him. "Are you crazy? Maxim and me barely made it out of there alive. You can't go there alone. It is a death sentence. I won't let you do it." The tiger put him down, hoping his pleading worked. "I know you dubbed yourself my protector, but the only reason I was even able to find you was because of this. If I don't do this, I won't have anything left to live for. I won't go back to the tedium that was my former life. I refuse to go back to that after all I have gone through. It is not an option. For me, this is do or die." Afterwards, Torc looks away and sobs softly. Darsh and Maxim feel sorry for him, seeing as they couldn't relate to what Torc was feeling. The tiger then walk up to the wolf and places a comforting paw on his shoulder. "I can't understand what you are going through because I have never been through it. But if you are so intent on doing this, you will not be doing it alone." The wolf looks at the tiger wide-eyed. "You will go with me? But I thought you said it was too dangerous?" "It is, but I said I would protect you, and I will protect you. That is the promise I made." The tiger said as he smiled down at the wolf. The wolf smiled back with untold happiness. In all his life he had never felt like this. There was actually someone out there that care about him, and not only that, but to the point of actually risking his life to protect him. He knew he could trust Darsh, but the more time he spent with him, he felt he couldn't trust himself even more. He kept having these hidden desires towards Darsh. Things he never thought he should feel. Cravings of being held by the tiger, not in a friendly way, but a loving way. To be looked on as more then just someone to protect for the sake of protecting, but because they cared for you in body as well as soul. He kept trying to push out these thoughts as nothing, but couldn't. It ached at his very being. He would have to find out about this at a later time though. He had a task to complete before he did any other things that would change his life as well. "Well, if you two are going in there, at least let me help prepare you. You have two days before the next full moon." The trio went through the city getting any possible supplies they would need for this leg of the journey. Even though the badger didn't look it, he was surprisingly wealthy. He bought them everything they needed and then some.
"Ok, the rest of the day, I would suggest that you two get some rest until tonight. You will need all the energy that you two can muster, because I don't know what will happen since it is just the two of you. And I can not make any guarantees that you will even make it out of there alive, let alone find the tree. But I do wish you both luck on your endeavor, and I truly do hope you find what you are looking for, Torc. As Maxim finished, he closed the door to their room in his home and went to rest himself. About twenty minutes later, Torc could hear Darsh shuffling in his sleep. He went to go check on him and found that he was smiling in his sleep. He must have been dreaming of something pretty nice for him to be smiling this big, then as he was about to go back to his bed, he caught a glimpse of a tenting bed sheet, but the tigers legs were down. Torc blushed to himself seeing why the tiger was happy now. He went back to his bed and tried to get some well-needed rest before his big trip later on that evening. Another hour passes and this time it is Darsh who is up and about. He looks around, trying to bore himself to sleep or what not, and finds Torc in a blissful repose. Dreaming to his hearts content. Darsh thinks to himself how these events have led to this wolf saving his life. Especially when he could have just thought he was a beggar and left me to die. He felt connected to him somehow. From the looks of it, the wolf has not seen a lot of the wonders of the outside world. He has always wanted something more. Then something came to Darsh's mind. I wonder if the wolf has ever been with anyone yet. It was an aching thought in his head. So, if they were going to die tommorow, he would have to find out for himself. And there was only one way to do that.
Darsh gets out of his bed and quietly steps over to Torc's bed. Examining him and taking in as much of his scent as he could. The tiger found it very pleasurable. Torc gave off a very luxurious scent that was very delicate yet pungent enough to be smelled thoroughly. He wafted in it, but came back to his senses to the task at paw. He massages the front of Torc's body gently as to not wake him yet. When Torc wakes up from this, he wants him to feel pleasured and not frightened. He gently caressed his shoulders and neck first, nibbling them lightly each time Torc squirmed, seeing him giggle sometimes in response to his ministrations. As he went lower on the wolf's chest, his breathing became more relaxed and deepened. As he was massage Torc's chest, he licked and nibbled his nipples with gentleness and care. This action awoke Torc to what was going on. He gasped slightly and snapped his eyes open. Darsh heard the gasp and looked Torc straight in the eyes. For some reason, it was like a profound moment. For an instant, they knew how each other wanted to say without having to say a single word. Then Darsh took the lead again. He leaned in close to Torc and licked his muzzle gently and lovingly. Torc took the hint and opened his muzzle for Darsh. As he did, Darsh kissed Torc deeply and passionately. It was something completely new to Torc, he enjoyed it to the point he felt as if he were in euphoria. He didn't want this to end. He wanted it to last forever just to keep that feeling. But of course, like all other good things, it ended with both of them out of breath. "So, it is true, you haven't been with anyone else before, have you?" The wolf blushes and shakes his head. "Well, in case we die on this adventure, it is best that we help you to experience at least some of the pleasures of this world." The tiger smiles seductively. The wolf can't stop blushing afterwards as the tiger kisses him deeply once more. Their tongues intertwining in a never-ending dance of oral pleasure. As this goes on, the tiger also proceeds to fully undress his new playmate. Being as calm and gentle as possible at this point, the tiger still seems to leave claw marks in parts of Torc's Clothing.
As he finally took off the last piece of Torc's clothing, Darsh observes the beauty of his lover. Even though Torc didn't look it, he was still built pretty well. A nice taught stomach, semi-powerful thighs, slightly thicker then normal arms, and a cock big enough to make anyone drool. It seems he was shy about his appearance seeing as he got even hotter under the skin from the way Darsh was staring at him. "You sure are well built for a kid." The wolf looked at the Darsh a little hopeful. "Really?" Torc never thought of himself that way. He always thought he was just a face in a crowd. Just there among others. Unnoticeable by others no matter what he did. This made him feel so much better then before. The tiger then stood and disrobed himself, a little fast mind you, but slow enough as to not rip his clothes too much. He stood before Torc, the sunlight shining over his exposed body for Torc to see in all its splendor. There before him stood and tall, muscular adonis of a tiger. From the looks of it, he must have been in many battles. He was scared from head to toe, including the scars he took him to the hospital for. He was built like a warrior. There didn't seem to be any flaws to his body. His muscular build was that of a runner, swordsman, and all-around strong man put into one. He was perfect, not too much, not too little, just perfect. His arms and legs were built like small tree trunks, his chest chiseled like an artists statue, and his cock was just as perfect as the rest of him. It was beautiful, it glistened with pre-cum in the sunlight. I blinked to myself, wondering what had gotten into me. I had never felt these feeling before, so, why was I feeling them now. Then, Darsh comes back to join Torc on the bed and kisses him passionately yet again. Torc, couldn't believe it. He was in love with Darsh. A furry he just met, and a male at that. But for some reason, he didn't care anymore. This is what he wanted. And he was glad for this, it was new to him, and he wanted more.
"And that is only the beginning." The tiger slyly says as he makes his way down the wolf's lupine form. He began to lick and kiss places on Torc's muzzle and neck, getting lower to his chest, he would caress with his paws first then nibble lightly with his teeth. Teasing and taunting Torc's flesh like a cat toy. Making him moan uncontrollably. When he found one of Torc's nipples, he suckled on it as if it were the teat on a baby's bottle. Torc was gasping for air by now. He had never felt such tremendous pleasure before in his life. It was incredible and wonderful to him to say the least. He was already beginning to sweat and they had just started. As he left the glistening nub of fleshy pleasure to rest, he attacked the other with the same lavishing attention as he gave the other. The wolf was in heaven, or at least near it. As he finally finished attacking his chest, he began to make a wet trail down his stomach with his long beautiful tongue. Taking extra care in certain places that seemed to make Torc yip in some cases. As he came to his cock, he stopped. Torc looked up at Darsh and wondered what was going on. Darsh looked back with hunger in his eyes, but also want. He wanted to feel what Torc felt. Torc could feel it too. They switched places and exchanged licks and kisses as they did. As Darsh lay on his back, he feels Torc on top of him immediately, licking his muzzle and neck. He tries to mimic the same treatment the tiger gave him, but seeing as he was new to all this, he was scared, so, he went agonizingly slow. To the point, beads of sweat kept falling from the tiger in sheer agony. It was a pleasurable torture. To go so slow, yet still feel so wonderful. It was almost unbearable. He almost couldn't withstand the pleasure. He had to stop the wolf, the pleasure being too much for him to take like this any longer. The wolf didn't understand, he thought he did something wrong. The tiger reassured him. Not only did he do it right, he did it too well. The tiger was questioning himself if Torc has ever done this type of thing before. It was too intense for a first-timer, but he could see it in Torc's eyes that it was new to him. After a couple of minutes, the tiger let Torc resume his pleasurable ministrations. As Torc got lower on the tiger's body, it almost seems as if he knew what he was doing. It was like he was just running on automatic. When he made it to his destination on Darsh's now gasping body, he looks at Darsh as if to ask if it was ok. As Darsh was regaining his composure, he sees Torc's face and see what he is after. He nods softly to reassure him it was ok and rests on his elbows. Torc looks in wonder at his prize as he sniffs it lightly to take in the arousing musky scent. He gave the cock a soft, long lick from the base to the head. The tiger squeezes his eyes shut in pure agonizing pleasure, unable to move because of the wolf's position on his legs. It was like torture to him. Unable to do anything but watch and feel. The wolf could see the expression on the Darsh's face and was loving it. He couldn't help but feel in control because of this. He continued his slow licking of the tigers cock, making sure to take not of particular facial expressions so as to go back over those spots which made them. This went on for a good ten minutes before the tiger forcefully raised his head and kissed him deeply and passionately again.
"There is no way you haven't done this before. That was way too good for a beginner." The tiger said with a huge toothy grin. All the wolf could do was look back and blush in embarrassment. Then a look of shock appeared on his face as he was pushed onto his back all of a sudden. The tiger gave the wolf a very calm and caring look to show that everything was alright. Torc calmed down and rested his head on the soft plush of the bedspread. The tiger began to lavish over the wolf's cock and balls as if they were precious jewels. Taking care of each one with excruciating detail. From the base of the ballsac to the tip of the head of the wolf's mushroom head, the tiger made sure nothing was missed with his ministrations. Torc had to practically bite his hand off from the intensity of it all. It was as if the tiger wanted him to be in this condition just to get back at him. Seconds seems like minutes, minutes seemed like hours, but like all good things, it had to end. As the tiger finally gave mercy to the wolf, already in a serious fit of whimpering, the tiger crawled up to face the wolf and pressed their bodies together as he nip and nuzzled the wolf in a tender moment. As the wolf relished in the feelings he was experiencing, the tiger began to straddle his legs in a slow and somber movement. Darsh began to move up the wolf's body, taking care to leave a very wet trail behind him. As he made it back up to Torc's muzzle, he continued to lick and nuzzle him all over. Torc was in heaven. Never had he felt such pleasure in his life. Then, all of a sudden, it stopped. Or so he thought. What Torc didn't know was while Darsh was pleasuring him, he was also positioning himself. He had brought Torc's legs around his waist in such easy movements that Torc didn't think anything of it. Darsh looked up at Torc with a yearning expession on his face. Torc wondered why until he looked down and saw that Darsh wanted something that might be too much to ask for. Torc locked his muzzle with Darsh once again and whispered "It is ok. It is something that I have felt I needed to experience. And it makes me happy that someone like you will be my first." The tiger smiled and began to nibble his neck gently. Then he began to retrace the trail he made before, and prepare his new lover for what was to come. As he went past Torc's cock, he gave his balls a good licking. Making sure they were nice and moist when he left them be. Then, he arrived. There in front of him lied the pleasurable, puckered ring of muscle that was Torc's tailhole. Darsh literally salivated at the sight of it. He didn't even think twice about it, he just dove right in with rough licks all around and in it. You could swear that you could hear a gasping squeak come out of Torc from the way he was thrashing about. Every lick brought new feelings to Torc. The pleasure was beyond explanation. The pleasure wasn't new, but the way it was happening now was. It was unbelievable. He didn't know just how to interpret it. But it was all wonderful just the same. Darsh made sure to give Torc as much pleasure as possible. A tongue on his hole, a hand on his cock, another on his chest, all going in overdrive. It was truly amazing that he hadn't passed out yet.
As the tiger started to ease up and eventually stop his ministrations, the wolf whimpered. He was wondering why he had stopped. But all he could see where those warm eyes looking at him. As if by magic, he knew exactly what the tiger wanted but no words were passed, all he did was nod and laid back, eyes still locked together. Darsh smiled. As he lined the head of his cock with the wolf's hole, he leaned in and closed the distance between his muzzle and his new mate. As he got closer, his cock started to enter the wolf slowly. The closer he got, the deeper it went in. But there was not an ounce of pain at all. Just a pleasuring full feeling. As their muzzles met, Darsh's body was completely pressed against Torc's. The feeling of Darsh's tigerhood inside of him was something he never thought he would experience. It was like something was melding with his very being.
Darsh remained that way for a few minutes, letting Torc get used to the new sensation and to also alleviate any sort of discomfort he might be having. Darsh realized this already, but now the feeling he had was much more profound now. He had first experienced it when he first met Torc, the day he was rescued from his plight. It was then that he felt a connection with the wolf. He didn't mind it much, but it always nagged at him. 'Why do I feel so right when I am with him? With all of the other people and friends I have been around in my life, why does it seem so natural to be with him even though we just met?' were constant thoughts in his mind. He had always wondered if when they met, was it just a lucky break, or was it something more? Were they meant to find one another? And if so, why?
At that moment, his only real concern was to make sure that Torc experienced the best time of his life. And he was already well on his way to doing just that. The wolf couldn't stop whimpering the feeling was too much for him. It was too immeasurable. The tiger was forcing himself to be extremely slow and gentle with the wolf, which was definitely taking its toll on him. Darsh had to literally bite his lip just to keep from giving the wolf a terribly savage pounding. But he knew he had to use self-control. He wanted his new mate to feel pleasure, not pain.
As the moment continued to escalate, the wolf began to whimper uncontrollably. The pleasure overwhelming his very body to the point where his body spasmed in regular intervals. Torc's tail continuously rubbed against Darsh's balls. Making it even tougher to control himself. The touch of the tail on his ballsac, the feel of his virgin hole around his cock. Enough is enough, and enough is too much. The tiger leaned in close and whispered "If I hurt you in any way, tell me to stop immediately, and I shall. Ok?" The wolf licks his face and nods. The tiger began to redouble his efforts. Massaging the wolf's insides twice as fast and twice as hard as before. The wolf held on for all he was worth. The sea of pleasure breaking into him so much it was all he could do not to pass out.
The thrusts continued to increase in speed and power. Faster and harder into his new wolven love. His breath was getting more ragged as time ticked away. Torc's wolfhood was pressed between them, being caressed and rubbed in every which way. The tiger was on his last threads of sanity. Never had he felt like this before. He had lain with other before, but never had it felt so wonderful as he felt now. Darsh wanted this to last forever, but knew it couldn't. He began to lick and nibble at his neck, then bit into it gently. Not enough to hurt him, but enough so he wouldn't go anywhere. His thrusting became a blur. He had reach the point of no return. Then on one particular thrust, he let everything he had go and then some. Every pulse of his cock brining more of the white liquid into the wolf's body. A piercing roar could be heard throughout the entire cottage and a few buildings that lied close to it.
The tiger could barely catch his breath. Never had he felt such pleasure in his life then tonight. This wolf was someone he couldn't let go. Torc had become far too precious to him. Torc couldn't stop whimpering. For one, he was still in a euphoric state of mind right now. His body was completely overstimulated. And two, he had yet to have his release. As the tiger looked between them, he found the wolf had made a lot of pre, but indeed hadn't cum yet.
"That was amazing. I never knew it would be like this. I hope this moment never ends." Torc panted. "And it's not over yet." Darsh smiled as he replied. "There's more?" All the tiger did was nod and begin to nibble on the wolf neck again. Torc whimpered louder, unable to do much else. As Darsh made a trail down the wolf's body, his cock began to slide out slowly from Torc's sorely stretched, and abused tailhole. As he made it to the puddle on Torc's stomach, the head of his cock had finally made it out of him. Another puddle oozed from Torc's hole onto the bedsheet. He began to clean the puddle from Torc's chest. Tasting him, as well as preparing him. As he finished with the tasty mess, he began to use his talented tongue again to clean off Torc's cock, from base to tip. Very, very slowly.
Torc had to grab onto the railing of the bed to try to hold onto whatever was left of his self-control. He wanted this to last at any costs. Darsh noticed that Torc was actually well endowed for his size. As he continued to molest the wolf for all he was worth, he thought he had heard some strange sounds coming from a couple of places. The first coming from directly in front of him, but the second one was the one he was more concerned with. It resided closer to the door then anything else. But he just shrugged them off and continued with his ministrations.
After awhile of torturing the poor wolf, Darsh thought it finally time to give him what he needed. He gave the drooling cockhead one last long lick and proceeded to climb atop Torc. Even though Torc was in sort of a daze from the sensations, he wondered what Darsh was up to. The tiger leaned in close and kisses the wolf again, and whispered, "I am going to show you how good you made me feel." Torc blushed and asked, "Are you sure? I don't want to do anything you don't want to do?" "My motto is 'Whatever you do to me, I do to you. And vice versa. So, since I did that to you, it only fair that you do that to me. And from the looks of it, you might want it as much as I do." He said with a knowing smirk.
The wolf blushed again. "Just relax, and enjoy this." He said as he gave one last lick to his muzzle. All Torc could do was nod. Darsh raised his tail slightly, then, grabbed Torc's saliva cock and lined it up with his waiting hole. As he gave that smile again, he began to slowly lower himself onto the throbbing wolfhood. Every so often he would clench his hole as he slid down, making it that much more pleasurable. The wolf was fidgeting in the bed, still holding onto the bedpost with one hand, the other hand was taken by Darsh. He began to lick and suck on the wolf's fingers, as he slowly starts to fuck himself on Torc's cock.
Torc was in heaven, another new experience. Never had he fucked anyone in his life. He had heard it was great for those that did it, but to him it was a whole other realization. He could feel the texture and smoothness that was Darsh's hole. He could feel his cock bump into something that caused Darsh to moan in great ecstasy. It was wonderful, to know that he was the one giving him that pleasure. It was a grand feeling.
This being the first time he has ever done this, aside from the occasional fingering, it was a whole different story when it came to the real thing. Yes, it felt good when he used his fingers to get himself off once or twice, but to feel the actual fleshy pole of another fur in his most precious area was a completely, more pleasurable experience. He always wondered what it would feel like to be on the other side of the lovemaking.
'Why did it take me so long to try this? I should have done this years ago.' Darsh thought to himself. Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes turned to hours. Or at least that is how it felt to both of them. Sweat covering their bodies as it glistened in the last minutes of sunlight left in the sky. The tiger couldn't help but moan as the cock within him kept on hitting his prostate so well. The wolf hadn't stopped whimpering since it started and now was no exception either, which became louder as time grew longer between them. As the moment became more heated, Darsh took Torc's hands and put them on his chest and said, "Please touch me all over, I want to feel you everywhere that you can possibly be." And Torc did just that. He massaged, stroked, caressed, licked, nibbled and chewed every part of Darsh's body that he could reach. Darsh started to stroke his tigerhood as it was already back to throbbing from his earlier release.
"No, no. Don't do that. It's too much. I can't hold back much longer." Darsh said as Torc had began to nibble on his left nipple. When Torc heard this, he smiled and began to pinch the other nipple at the same time, so he could make Darsh cum again. Darsh couldn't take it anymore, he began to piston his cock. It was like a blur. As he still kept pushing Torc's cock deeper into himself. Torc was feeling a tingling sensation in his ballsac as the situation was beginning to reach its end.
After about another minute or two, Darsh was fucking himself silly. The sound of flesh slapping flesh could be heard throughout the room. "I want you to cum inside me. As I did to you. I want you to give me what I gave you." Was all that Darsh said as he redoubled his efforts yet again. He began tightening his muscles around Torc's cock with each movement, milking it for all it was worth. That was the last straw. Torc grabbed onto Darsh's hips and pushed his member as far as it would go as he howled into the air, cumming hard inside of Darsh. At the same time, when Darsh felt the hard "pang" to his prostate, his eyes crossed. Seeing only stars in front of him he came again, growling through gritted teeth and spilling his seed all over his new lover.
As they both started to come down from their sexual highs, all they could do was look at each other. No words were spoken. None were needed because they both could tell what the other was try to say. Feeling very tired, but very satisfied, Darsh begins to raise himself, letting the cock in his hole come out with a wet pop. As he did, the juices that lay within him gushed forth in all its gooey glory onto his legs, thighs, balls, and Torc's lower body. He lay next to his new lover now, embracing him with all the strength he could muster. As he does this, he notices something. The bedpost that Torc had grabbed onto before was broken. Darsh wondered, he wasn't sure if it was broken before, during, or after the event. But one thing was for certain. It was crushed by pure strength alone.
As he lay there, Torc suggests that they bath and ask for a change of bedsheets. Darsh agrees and they both head for the door. As they get closer to it, they can hear someone breathing rather hard right next to it. They open the door and look, to find that Maxim must have been listening in on them the whole time, seeing as he was missing his clothes and a lot of cum as seen on the floor in front of him. He blushed knowingly. The other two helped him up and they all bathed together, exchanges kisses and gropes the entire time. After a nice, and pleasurable bath, the trio retired to their rooms and rested the rest of the day away.
A few hours later, the time had come. The trio awoke and prepared for their journey deep into the eternity woods. As they finished, Maxim pulled Darsh aside, "Is there something on your mind? You look as if you have seen something that you couldn't believe." "I am not quite sure what it is, but I think it might be about Torc." "Why do you say that?" "Well, after what happened last night, I checked the bedpost that Torc had grabbed onto." "Yes, you told me about that, I never got to tell you that the bed was recently made. And out of very strong cherry oak wood." "Then what I am thinking is true. Torc is the one that did it." "You mean he is the one that crushed it?!?!, that doesn't seem possible." "Possible or not, he is the only one that touched that bedpost, and furthermore, that exact spot." The pair looked at each other, then at Torc who was checking his gear. "It seems that you might have been destined to find him. Just like you wished for at the tree. Remember?"
Four Nights Ago.............
Darsh stood before an enormous tree. Its size and shape were just as he was told. He and his comrades had finally found the tree that would grant them their greatest desires. "The legend states that we have to stand in the shadow of the tree and tell it our deepest desire. But, you must be careful for if you tell it something that is not true to your heart, it might be your doom." Says one of his comrades. They all approached the towering obelisk in front of them with caution, as they finally stood in the shadow of the tree. They all made their wish at the same time hoping that the legends were true.
As they finished, three branches from the grand tree descended on them and grabbed all but Maxim, and Darsh. The three screamed loudly as the tree threw them far into the depths of the forest, thoroughly shocking the last of the party. The tree began to descend on the two of them as well. They tried to defend themselves. Slashing and Clawing at the branches with everything they had, but the branches grew back just as fast as they could cut them off. First, it caught Maxim, using its branches like whips against his body until he was also thrown away. At the same time, Darsh made a last chance effort to destroy the branches. He had brought some steel boomerangs with him, because they were one of his best weapons. He threw them at the base of the branches, hoping it would cut them off, and stop them from growing back. But to no avail. Not only did the steel boomerangs not work, but the tree anticipated that he would try something like that.
All of a sudden, Darsh feels something next to his leg as a vine from the tree lassoes itself around his leg. Now dangling upside-down above the ground, facing the evil that is the thing they were searching for. The tree began to swing him around in circles through the branches of the surrounding trees. Grunting with each hit to his person, Darsh tries to move, but can't because of the speed of the swinging.
As the tree got to a certain arch in its swing, he released him. Throwing him as far away from itself as possible. Again, the true was alone to be by itself in its blissful solitude.
As Darsh was flying through the air, he saw a long branch from a tall tree come into view. He reached for it, and grabbed it. He swung around the branch and fell to the ground onto his feet. By sheer luck the branch didn't break in all that he had done to it. As he looked around, he could he sounds of carts nearby. He walked towards it as best he could, but his body was in bad shape from his recent ordeal. As he made it to the makeshift road, he rested on a tree, hoping to be seen by passersby and get some help, but to no avail. He had one shot left. He looked through the shards of clothes he had left to find one of his boomerangs, but only found a steel shard. He held it and waited for the next cart to come by so he could steal it and get some medical attention. But as he waited, his body gave out and he fell unconscious.
Back in the Present.......
'It was like a horrible nightmare. I thought that would be the end of me. Then I had felt something touch me. And there he was, with those beautiful sky blue eyes of his. For me, it was the best sight I had seen in a very long time.' Thought Darsh. "I can't lose him now, I just learned his name. I want to know more about him, but if we go there, he could get killed." He says with fear in his voice. They both nodded and went to go tell Torc what they thought about all this in a chance to persuade him not to go when, before they could even say a word, he says "I don't know why, but I can tell you guys don't want me to go there. I know it is a dangerous journey, and probably an even greater danger getting there. But, I have to do this. It is something I must do. There is a special wish I must ask it. To verify my very existence and to give me my purpose in this life." Tears begin to fall from his eyes as he looks them in the eyes as he continues. "Please, don't ask me to stop. It is the only thing I know that I have to do in my life for sure, and I have never been more sure of anything in my entire life." He finishes, as he wipes the tears from his face.
A concerned look was found on both Maxim and Darsh's faces. They walk over to him and embrace him tightly. "If that is what you mean to do, then we will be there to protect you as best we can. Even if it means sacrificing our lives to do it. We will get you there." Is all Darsh said as he kept the three of them in a tight yet loving embrace. After a few minutes, the trio set out for their destination. In hopes of finding the fabled tree yet again.
As the travelling became more intense as they got deeper into the forest, they encountered many dangerous things, such as, sinkholes, quicksand, leg traps, and dangerous creatures alike. Even though there were only 2 of them actually fighting, they managed to find the target of their quest. The fabled tree. Darsh and Maxim look at each other, getting there weapons ready, in case the tree gives a repeat performance of their last encounter.
Torc looks at the tree. He feels as if he knows it somehow. A feeling as if he should know it within the deepest recesses of his mind. As he approached it, the feeling kept getting stronger and stronger until it was undeniable. He knew that he knew this tree but couldn't figure out why. As he finally arrived at the base of the tree, he made his wish and said it with everything he had. "Please honorable tree, I wish to know what my purpose in this life is. What I am here for. To put it shortly, I wish to know what is my destiny?" As he finished, leaves began to fall from the overhead canopy. Torc backs away, wondering what would happen. Then after a short time a voice rumbles through the air. "You are destined to come back to me!"
As Torc hears this, he is in utter shock. "What do you mean come back to you?" "You are a part of me. When you were released, you took a piece of my power with you. Leaving me weaker then I normally am. But now that you have returned, I will return to my full strength and be whole again." "That isn't possible, I have never been apart of you. I was raised well and learned things about the world around." "Let me guess, you are 20, right?" Torc looks shocked again. "And you don't have any parents?" "How do you know that?" "And the orphanage told you that strange things have been happening to you since you were a child?" "Stop it." "And that whenever you played with something, it broke?" "Please STOP IT!!" "And every time you wanted to play with the other children, all they did was run away and call you..." "STOP IIIIIIIITTTT!!!" "FREAK!!!!"
Darsh and Maxim only looked at each other and wondered what was going on. But soon, brought themselves back to reality when the vines from the tree started to descend on them. "This time, NO ONE WILL SURVIVE!!!"
The tree sent many vines at them at once. Maxim and Darsh surrounded Torc and began to slash, cut and break any vines that got near them. But, to no avail. There were just too many. As they were cutting, the tree sent other vines beneath them to capture them once again. "NOOOO!!!" "LET US GO, YOU DEMONIC THING!!!" The tree only laughed as he slammed them both into a nearby tree and repeated it over and over again.
"NO. Stop this please. Don't hurt them. Let them go. And you can have me. JUST LET THEM GO!!!" Torc yelled. "What makes you think that I can't do both? I will kill them, then make you one with me once again! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" "NO, PLEASE DON"T!!!!!" All the tree did was laugh and continue his assault. Torc began to cry, but suddenly stopped himself. Something snapped. His eyes began to glow white, his hair stood on end, his body became tense as he charged the tree in a mad rage. "I SAID, LET....THEM.....GOOOOO!!!!" (SMASH!!!) Torc punches the tree with such force, he cracks the tree trunk. "WHAT??? NO, STOP!!" the tree releases the other two and focuses on Torc, but it wasn't enough. Torc was too strong. (SMASH!!!) He hits it again, a visible crack could be seen going around the tree. "NO, WAIT!! YOU CAN'T DO THIS!!!" But Torc didn't listen.
Torc kept punching the tree's trunk. The tree kept trying to keep him back but couldn't. "SINCE YOU WANT TO KILL MY FRIENDS, TRY KILLING THEM FROM THE GRAVE!!!" (SMASH!!!) With one final monstrous punch, the tree yells in extreme pain as he fell to the ground with a loud crash.
As Torc calms down, his body returns to normal and he remembers about Maxim and Darsh. He rushes to them and checks on them. "Are you two alright?" He says with tears in his eyes. "We are fine, thanks to you." Darsh says as he caresses Torc's face. "Yeah, you did it. You stopped its evil from spreading any further." Maxim says as he kisses the wolf gently.
As they leave the forest, they look back and realize, maybe this was the tree fulfilling their wish after all. Darsh's wish to find a kindred spirit was realized in Torc. Maxim's wish to find someone he could trust with his life was realized in both his new friends. And Torc's wish to find out his true destiny was realized in the battle with the tree. Maybe that in itself was how the tree granted its wishes. But that didn't matter now. They now had each other. To live out their lives the way they saw fit to live them. Three comrades, Three friends, Three lovers. All together to help one another, and to defend each other with their lives, for they had a bond that was as deep as the love they had for each other.
Back in the Forest.....
The tree lays on the ground. A shadow of its former self. Or was it. For it seemed, the shadow of the tree was still in the same place is if the tree were still standing.
"HEHEHEHE! I guess they finally realized it. It took longer then expected, but their wishes finally came true just like the others. In a flash, the tree was back where it was. As if nothing had happened. "I wonder how long it will take until I am sought after again. Oh well. I guess that will happen when the time comes. As he finishes, the sun was beginning to shine in the sky. As it did, the tree began to dissappear into nothing until it was time for him to appear again........
THE END!
I thank you all who read this story, it took me forever to finish. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. I want to hear as much criticism as possible on this. It is my first real story and I really want to know how to improve. Also, if you have any suggestions, tell me. I would love to find another idea for a story to write. You can reach me at ([email protected])Until we meet again all.
Your friend and ally,
Snowcloud.