FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

by Skipai

Author's note: This is a old and very short story I wrote for a friend back in the day. This story is short and was once put on my own website back in the day. I have currently found some old un-published stories such as this one and thought it was time to get it out there.

Copyright © 2002.

Samson is copyrighted his player. Any character that may accidentally coincide with another character is purely coincidence. This is a yiff/sex story involving sexual acts between male and male anthromorphic animal characters and should only be read by your countries legal age for such material. It carries the acts of male/male, anal and oral. This story remains the property of the author and cannot be edited in any way without permission.

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A bird chirrped from a tree, before taking flight across the valley as the mist of the waterfall roared in the background, sending mists into the air as a rainbow shone brightly in the hot sun beating down on a summers day. A butterfly fluttered about from flower to flower before settling down against a dandelion that wavered about to the extra weight and the slight breeze billowing through. A bumblebee buzzed past, zigzagging along before flying up into the air and disappearing from view.

Up along the top of the ridge, past all of the trees and bushes a dark form moved about along the ridge, stopping now and again. Another bird swooped down into the lake, the water splashing as it dove under before another splash came about as the bird rose into the air, the fish wriggling in it's beak as it flew over to the edge of the bank and landed. Immediately it began to nick-pick at the fish, stabbing it quickly with it's sharp pointed beak.

The dark form began to make it's way down the slope, being careful to climb down the steep slippery hillside as best as he could, the sharp claws sinking into the moist soil underneath the lush green grass as he inched down inch by inch. Stopping every now and again to look about before moving again with cat like grace, balancing on a rock as it moved side to side, the figure stopped, moving a paw up to grab at a branch and slowly began to put weight down and with a graceful side leap to the right, his claws sank into the bark of another tree as the rock wavered and began to roll down the steep hill, crashing through undergrowth before smacking into the side of a tree. Watching it veer off as he steadied himself, the rock bounced from the ground and flew into the air before splashing down into the lake.

Several birds leapt from their roosting places and took to the air as the huge cylinder of water shot into the air and came crashing down again. With a smile, he began to inch his way down again, being careful to avoid the nettle bush just to the left of him as he squeezed past, the rucksack brushing against a branch briefly before snapping it from it's home. Hopping down onto another level, Samson turned around and ran a paw through his short mane, the claws combing through the darker fur as he began to feel the wetness from the waterfall's mist and instinctively dug his hind paw claws into the ground underneath him, feeling the cold wet grass against his paw pads that slowly began to warm the area he was standing in at that particular moment in time.

Moving again slowly but facing away from the hill, Samson hopped down onto the other ledge of the hill, his right arm grabbing hold of the bark of the next tree, his claws sinking down as they tore strips away and left marks in the wood underneath. Steadying himself slightly he looked about again and smiled. "Nice peaceful place after all. Must remember this place." He purred slightly and looked down to the bottom of the hill as his eyes re-adjusted. Bending down slightly while still holding onto the tree, he began to work out how far it was and if it was safe to just jump down. For a few moments, he remained still with an air of authority and regal aurora of a cat studying its prey before pouncing. Lowering himself down a bit more, his lower legs tensed up to the acquired amount and with a graceful leap into the air, he came down onto the soft grass without making a sound as he felt his legs give way slightly and came to a full standing position.

Taking a look around with his keen cat eyes, Samson un-slung the backpack from his shoulders and brought it to the front of him. Looking up into the sky to see the vast amounts of leaves from the overhanging tree's, the birds moving back and forth above him with their soft songs filling the air amongst the roar of the waterfall rumbling in the background and slowly a new feeling of warmth and relaxation overwhelmed him, the daily life of the city fading fast from his mind, body and soul. Padding over to where a bright patch of dry grass lit by the hot sun, he knelt down to feel the area that felt dry underneath his paw pads.

Moving the backpack near to himself, he began to pull at the cord, loosening the top as he dug inside and pulled out a blanket. Getting up again, he began to shake it loose, the bright red coloured blanket unfolding as it waved about with a life of it's own when a small gust of air came into the valley. Lowering it down over the dry patch of grass, he padded onto it and stretched, feeling his jumpsuit stretching against his body in various places. Looking about again he nodded his head before a smile formed on his large muzzle. 'Why not?' Thinking to himself as he lifted his paws to go above his head and behind to begin to push the zip down slightly, feeling the jumpsuit begin to get a tiny bit loose as he lowered his arms down again.

Bending his paws around to his back, fumbling about as his claw caught the zip and pulled it downwards towards his tail. The black fabric falling apart as Samson felt the fur on his back begin to stand on end slightly from the cool damp air beginning to rest upon his fur strands as he continued to pull down the zip all the way to the bottom and unclipped it. Moving his paw to go below his tail that moved upwards out of the way, his paw unzipped the small zip and began to climb out of his clothing, shifting his shoulders slightly to shift the fabric to fall down halfway along his upper torso.

Moving his left arm to pull his right arm free from the suit, Samson repeated the same procedure and bent down, pulling the black outfit down his muscled legs. Stretching the ends as he pulled the outfit off him completely, he left the jumpsuit lie in a crumple form and got back up to stretch, feeling the cool damp air around his entire naked body, cooling it down from the heat of the summer sun beating down. Moving his paws up above his head as he stretched. His muzzle opened to a loud roar escaping from inside him.

Samson was a moderate size lion, being five foot, 8 inches tall. He was as tall as most lions were who was way beyond the six-foot range. Only the front of his head is visible with the darker thick mane surrounding the sides, shorter than normal but well groomed and shining with life. On top of the head, the small round ears poke out from the mane barely showing as strands of the dark fur threaten to cover them out of sight.

Lower down, the round yellow eyes shine out with life with dark black oval pools in the centre, the fur around the face is a light sandy brown colour, the strands of fur neatly groomed into place. With a long bridge leading to the nose, the fur around the sides a light colour with black spot pottered about the area as long thick whiskers sprout outwards on either side. Unable to see the neck from the short mane that covers the area, it is impossible to tell how thin or thick the neck is. With a average build, not too thin or fat, but moderate in size and looking solid although not overly so with what someone may look like if they were body building.

With well-groomed fur, the darker mane fur stopping near the top of the chest leaving the shorter lighter brown fur to cover up the rest of the area. Finally two dark brown nipples show through underneath the fur. Samson's groin was well groomed with short fur that matched the paler colour fur about his body, the small sheath sticking out slightly from the flat belly area. At the top, a faint dark brown skin ring separates the short fur from the wet skinned inside. With two pearly shaped balls hanging down between Samson's outstretched legs, swaying slightly side by side as he moved about. Each being strong and muscled without much fat, ending with big large foot paws sticking up towards the sky, each with the same pale brown short fur covering the entire area. Underneath on the sole of the paws there are large black paw pads sticking out in small lumps before you notice the sharp dark claws, which have been kept well groomed and short. His long thin tail with a dark tuft of hair at the end wrapped around one of his legs.

Slowly, Samson sat down onto the soft blanket and looked about the small valley, facing the waterfall as he watched the rise of mist bringing a small rainbow into view. Feeling some of the mist reach his face, he smiled, showing off his large fangs and leaned back against the bark of the tree, before giving a loud yawn, a deep rumbling sound coming from deep inside of himself as it reverted about the valley, sending several birds to take flight from their roosting places in the trees. Closing his muzzle again, the tongue coming out to lick at his nose before running his paws over his chest fur, the claws combing gently to scritch against the skin, giving a sensation of tickling.

Samson smiled and looked about again slowly, making sure that no one was about as he began to stroke at his chest fur now, paws held flat as he felt his paw pads move through his fur, feeling every bump on his body coming from his ribcage, the nipples and his belly moving in and out slowly. With a flick of his ear as a butterfly landed on top before moving off again to go into Samson's range of vision, he watched it flutter about before disappearing into the foliage.

Slowly returning his head to look at the water falling down into the pool, the wisps of mist moving about displaying the small rainbow, his legs spread out slightly, feeling the towel underneath rub at his leg fur. Curling his fingers to point his claws into his chest fur, Samson began to slowly comb through, spreading the hairs neatly down as spots of water began to form on top making the whole coat shine in the direct sunlight beaming downwards into the valley with tiny dots that glittered like stars.

Gradually, Samson's paws moved downwards as he lay his head back against the bark of the tree and closed his eyes slightly, his muzzle open partly in a smile, the white teeth barely through the dark black lips as his nose opened and closed, taking in all of the scents around him, the moisture from the waterfall as his ears twitched now and again as the gentle breeze washed over his head, the water making it feel more cold than it actually was.

Feeling the warm rays of the sun wash down over his body, slight shadows playing over his body as Samson stretched out his legs a bit more, shuffling about to get a bit more comfortable as his paws continued to move about. One of the paws moved up to run along his breast line, feeling for one of his nipples which quivered under the touch before pushing outwards to stand erect as it felt the rough paw pad rubbing against it, sending vibrations of pleasure throughout his body.

His other paw moved down to gently brush against the belly fur as his fingers gently arched around the tip of his moistening sheath tip. Moving his thumb to rub against the wet opening for a moment then slowly moved his paw up towards his muzzle and with a large tongue slipping out from his dark black lips. He gave the thumb a lick, making a slight thin line of pre that shone in the sunlight. Moving his paw back down again to gradually tease the fur around his sheath, the feeling of something stirring inside, throbbing as it began to grow while his fingers ran along the length of his sheath, feeling the smoothness as he went down and the roughness as he went against the fur.

Looking downwards facing the ground, Samson watched as his sheath continued to grow fatter and fatter, the opening beginning to feel cold as pre began to ooze out around the slit as it began to open up, displaying the hard pink cock inside, before closing again to be reopened as the head throbbed with each time his paw moved along his sheath. Carefully he began to pull back the sheath as he shuddered to the intense feeling of his cock stretching the skin before the cool breeze washing over his hot sensitive member, which sparkled in the sunlight. Arching his back forwards, Samson pushed the rest of his member out as the sheath rolled back as his cock stood proud and erect, bobbing slightly as he settled back down onto the towel.

With his other paw, Samson moved from rubbing his chest and slowly lifted his arm up to run his fingers through his short mane fur before dropping his arm down again. Carefully as he began to move his paw upwards, slipping over the edge of the sheath to touch the moist hard cock shaft that sent another shiver up through his spine, he used his other paw to carefully cupped his ballsac and began to massage as he closed his eyes slowly over, whiskers twitching as he growled softly feeling the rumbling noise deep inside of his chest.

Samson moved his paw fingers about the shaft of his throbbing cock, feeling the smoothness as he squeezed and prodded the tender flesh before slowly wrapping his fingers tightly around and began to move his paw up and down the length. A slight breeze blew through the valley again as he shivered, feeling another sensation move up his spine, the rumbling of the waterfall ringing in his ears as he looked down just as his paw moved over the head which made the piss slit open up to push more of his pre out. As he moved his paw down, he began to slide down the bark of the tree, feeling it rub against his back and growled a bit louder, liking the rough surface rubbing against his back.

Looking forwards as Samson comes to a stop, his paw resting at the bottom of the shaft of his throbbing cock, his other paw continued to roll the soft furred balls about in his fingers. In his view a small white star glistened as it hanged by a thin line, the small sphere of pre reflected the sunlight as it twirled around in the sun, swaying side to side as Samson felt another shiver running up along his spine. With another flash of light, the sphere of pre dropped downwards onto Samson's belly fur and stayed there to glisten with the rest of the moisture that had continued to gather about amongst the hairs from the waterfall.

Moving his paw again up along his shaft, Samson rolled his head back against the bark of the tree and closed his eyes as he gave the head another tight squeeze, pre slipping out as Samson ran his thumb over the head of his cock, the pre being moved about so that it covered the whole area. Gradually he began to move his paw up and down the shaft in a slow steady motion, pulling a bit more downwards with each thrust that made his hips move up into the air as he felt his bottom lift from the towel to rest again onto the ground. Feeling his tail move about between his legs as the tuft began to rub up and down his right leg, curling around as it made Samson shudder to the ticklish feeling just as his legs kicked out slightly.

A small amount of pre shot out into the air as Samson's paw jerked down hard as he pushed up, the small trail of glittering clear liquid landed down in a splodge on the upper part of his chest, just as his paws squeezed down on his head, which demanded more attention as his pawing increased with speed. Feeling his eyes close over completely now, the shadow shapes dancing over the pink eyelid insides as the branches high above him continued to move in the soft cool breeze before being replaced in the calm by the hot sun beaming down. Samson's paw moved up and down the shaft of his wet and hot cock quickly now, each time his paw pads rubbed against the sensitive skin and head his lungs continued to rumble deep inside of him with a growl, threatening to grow in size to be let out. Keeping his other paw to kneed at his ballsac gently, pulling at the orbs slightly whenever his other paw gripped hold of his head, the pre oozing out now in earnest.

Lines of pre dripped down onto his chest fur, shining in the sun as long ropes moved about as Samson moved his deeply changing cock as it turned from pink to deep red, growing more in size as more of Samson's paw became wet in his own pre, the breeze sending more sensation throughout his entire length that made his cock jump in his paw, sending another shot of pre to land further up along his chest in long ropes. Feeling the sensation deep inside his cock beginning to grow in strength he opened his eyes for a moment and then groaned, hips high into the air as he held there, his legs pushing hard against the ground, the claws digging into the towel as his foot claws poked through to stab into the soil.

With his paw moving quickly now, Samson left his ballsac to move his other paw down to the ground, his fingers spread out to help him keep his balance. Squeezing tightly against the enlarging head, Samson rolled his head back with a jerk and with a increased sensation moving through his body, the lungs exploding with a roar that came out of his muzzle, sending birds to fly out of their roosting places again. The entire body of the lion shook as his cock head bulged in size before the piss slit opened up wide with the first creamy coloured semen shooting out into the air in long thick ropes. Moving his paw up again as another shot of cum came out to ooze all over his paw, Samson jerked his paw down along the shaft hard as he jerked up again with his leg and with another powerful squirt of cum that landed on his nose ridge, the muzzle since closed as Samson felt the hot cum hitting his body now and again before slowly, his legs shaking lowered his body back down onto the towel as he continued to rub his paw along the shaft, several weak squirts of cum oozed out to fall onto his belly fur.

Samson sucked in air as he gulped it down; his paw still wrapped about the throbbing shaft of his cock that stood there, the last remains of the orgasm fading slowly. Moving his paw up along the shaft, some more cum oozed out to fall onto the belly fur and Samson groaned closing his eyes again. Lying there motionless, the sound of the waterfall ringing in his ears, he felt his member begin to slowly lose it's hardness, more cum being pushed out of his piss slit each and every time he felt some comeback as his cock jerked in his paw making his whole body jerk slightly upwards due to the high sensitivity of his overused glands in his cock head.

Eventually, Samson opened his eyes again and smiled, moving his paw from his cock as it dripped with his own semen, the strong stench of his own musk filled his nose. Slowly he began to slip his large tongue out, licking at the mess on his paw and growling slowly, feeling his cock slip back into it's home, the velvet feeling of warmth wrapping around the entire length made him jerk again before finally settling down. Looking about while sucking on his thumb to clean off some of the cum on there, he smiled and got up, feeling the cold on his chest and belly from all the pre and cum that shone in the sunlight.

With a full stretch, Samson made his way towards the pool and carefully and slowly, Samson stepped into the cold water, feeling it move about around his legs as he walked further into the pool, the cold water rising until he stopped moving and looked about, one of his paws moved to his belly and chest held flat out as he rubbed the cum into his fur and smiled, the ears twitching as he moved his paw up to his nose and licked the sticky paw pads. Without any warning, he dived into the lake, disappearing under the water, several bubbles coming up to the surface before a large eruption further in the centre as Samson came up with a spray of water coming from his muzzle. There he began to clean himself up and enjoy the cool water on a hot summer day.