{"sf1_id":131,"sf2_id":"rn9xWMym","title":"Bear8 - A tale of a Royal Bruin Family","author":"SwampRat","words":23276,"posted_at":"2002-10-22T21:52:00.000Z","tags":["Bondage","Incest","M/M"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/131-bear8-a-tale-of-a-royal-bruin-family","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rn9xWMym","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=131\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"BEAR8.TXT  \n  \nA tale of a Royal Bruin Family  \nVersion 1.4 - By SwampRat  \n(c) 1991, 1993 The Rashathran Society  \n1996 Gay Furry Association  \n  \nThe boat moved slowly across the water. A gentle breeze filled the small sail.  \nInside sat a robed man, looking over a board of playing pieces. Another being  \nalso looked over the game. A large paw reached down, picked up a dragon, and  \nplaced it beside a horse. A smile rippled across the muzzle. Orfid chuckled,  \nplacing the serpent on top of the stallion, as if mating it. He had no such  \ngames in the hall. Squinted at the distant land. All too soon, he would be back  \nat court, listening to all the petty grievances, the gossipings, and other  \n'Important' matters... But for now, he had the sky, the game, and both a worthy  \nopponent and good lover. He chuckled again, as the man moved a bull across to  \ncover another one in the same manor. His paw caressed the rough, scarred hand.  \nHad his pulled up to be kissed. A tongue slid warmly between the claws... And  \nthe prince's robe ballooned. \"No fair...\" A smile twitched at the mouth. Orfid  \ntraced it with a claw, smiling himself. His father would rip his balls off if  \nhe even so much suspected that the bruin had lain with the man. He would have  \ngladly become a eunuch to feel the hot breath fire his loins again. To know the  \nsweet taste of semen as it rolled across his tongue.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He lifted a bear, placed it beside a man, their mouths touching. Then reached  \nover and gave the living version a kiss... The bruin closed his eyes and  \ngrunted with pleasure. No words came from the human. Not even in the throes of  \nhis furred arms did the male do more than moan, because That was all he Could  \ndo... An incident in the man's shadowy past had robbed him of his speech, so he  \nspoke with his hands instead. Which was alright, for in their lovemaking Orfid  \nmade enough noise for 3 lovers. He chuckled, remembering how he grunted as he  \nplowed his maleness to the hilt in the man's fleshy ass... And Gasped, feeling  \na mouth suckle on his balls. Instead, the human spoke volumes with his hands.  \nGripped deeply in the padded fur carpet of the animal's butt, as it got  \nthoroughly pounded - with much encouragement from it's owner. Fondling his ears  \nin a kiss. Caressing his nipples into rock hardness, his cock rapidly following  \nsuit. Sometimes they would spend hours, sliding their appendages along the  \nsweaty body of the other. Touching, tweaking, moving... If one or the other  \ncame, this was added to the oils that was being steadily massaged in the skin.  \nSometimes they would both get so sticky, it took more than a few jumps into the  \ncool water to pull them apart. Of course, more often than not, they continued  \nthe game in the lake... He sighed heavily. 'Problem?' He growled and thrust his  \npaws forward.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Place me in chains! Make me your slave - Spirit me away!\" The paws were  \ncrossed. 'Hard to masturbate without hands - At least You have long toes.'  \nOrfid groaned. Then placed a hind paw into the man's crotch, feeling for the  \nthick cock. Aha! Claws slid around the fleshy worm. The other foot crossed  \nunder the table and linked with it's brother, rolling the penis between them...  \n\"Your liege...\" The bear swore under his breath, but didn't stop playing with  \nthe maleness. Lifted his head, and swore again as a messenger boat came within  \nhailing distance. The prince shoved the carved animals into a bag, and removed  \nthe board. He bent as if he had dropped something to give the swollen cock-tip  \na lusty kiss. \"I swear there will be a time when I will again place you in my  \nmouth...\" He swallowed it to the hairs, and sucked hungrily. Then sighed, and  \nlifted his head slowly. Filled his nostrils with scent of hot male flesh,  \nlooked longingly at the penis, gleaming with saliva. \"I swear...\" He again  \naffirmed, pressing his lips to the seeping tip. Then it vanished behind the  \ndark robe, and Orfid, Prince of Hannat, lifted his head. The boat was close  \nenough to see easily, but far enough off that his gesture should not have been  \nnoticed. \"What do you wish?\" he growled, putting a touch of boredom in his  \ntone.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Your Father sent me to see if you were in need...\" Feet rubbed his ankles.  \n\"Bastard!\" he murmured, his balls aching for release. \"No, I shall be in when  \nthe sun sets - Unless his liege needs me before then.\" The being inside nodded.  \nand the boat turned, tacking into the wind. The toes moved up, toying with the  \nhairy legs. A big paw slapped the face, a scowl clouding his features. Down  \nwent the man. Orfid lifted his upper lip showing long fangs. It wasn't hate  \nthat made that lip curl... The man was nibbling like a hungry fox on the fruit  \nhanging between his legs. \"Begone!\" he snarled, trying not to moan. The  \nmessenger was too far away to be seen smiling. Whispers about the man and the  \nyoung bear would most certainly be quashed after he brought this bit of news to  \nthe court... Had he waited longer, he would have Really gotten an eyeful! As  \nsoon as the boat was hidden in the morning fog, Orfid yanked his robe open,  \ntwisted in the clawing hands, and with a growl, fell on his lover, engulfing  \nthe cock which jutted so wonderfully out of the cloth. They rolled around for a  \nwhile, each trying to get the other to spill his seed first. And as usual, the  \nprince didn't even last a full minute...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Thick semen poured out of the reddish tulip-shaped head, the bear trying to  \nsuck, howl, and breathe at the same time. He finally gave up and waited until  \nthe leech at his groin became a man again. The hands caressed his balls  \ngently... The animal dug his claws into the fleshy ass, working his snout over  \nthe man-cock. He did his job well, for it gave him a mouthful of cum moments  \nlater. The bruin cleaned it off, making sure the nuts were well drained. It  \nwould be a Long time before he could again taste the sweet malesap... Both  \ndived over the side and washed. The rest of the time was filled with study, and  \nlessons. The setting sun told Orfid it was time to go home. The bruin sighed,  \nand lifted the sail-post. The man sat with the tiller, guiding the boat to  \nshore, as he had done every day for the past month. The guards waited for them,  \ngleaming in armor. The prince said nothing when one of them struck at the  \nCouncillor as they passed. He knew that the seemingly timid male could kill any  \nof them. He had lost his voice in the Arena - By having his throat cut. To  \nsurvive that, and go on to win his freedom.... At least that was what he 'said'  \nwhen asked about the scars that ran over his body.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The blow was soft, and just moved the human to one side. Just long enough for a  \npaw to disappear into his robe, and fondle the man. The caress was done so fast  \nonly 3 beings knew of it. So! He was not the only one to run his paws over the  \nmale. Orfid chuckled to himself. No matter... There would be a time when they  \nagain lay together. The Prince would make Sure of it!  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nCourt was as appealing as a rotten apple. Intrigues, Romances, Gossip...  \nGarbage to be tossed on the heap, as far as Orfid was concerned. The only good  \nthing was he got to sit beside the male again. As a Chancellor, the man was  \nallowed certain privileges. Also there was the weekly meetings. Anybody with a  \ngrievance, could come before his king and expect to be heard. Some were  \nabsolute tripe. Some were thorny. A few tested even the Kings great wisdom.  \nThat's what Counsellors were for. They kept things on an even keel. None could  \never gain the throne, but most didn't want it. They preferred to channel their  \ndesires to running the kingdom, instead of trying to take it over. Right now he  \nwatched with amazement as Tihur roared into the human's face yet again. \"Cub  \nHumper! Cock Licker...\" Eyes closed, the male stood weathering the storm. What  \ncame after the tirade made the big male's muzzle burn red. 'Your breath is as  \nrank as your phrases - Even so, I remain as before.' The king let a shadow of a  \nsmile cross his face. 'As to whom I lay with, That is My business... Unless you  \nwish a personal tour of my bed.' Paws covered mouths as coughs, and throat  \nclearings hid the chuckles.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"So we should Not quell the rebellious state?\" 'To spank a cub when he had done  \nwrong is permissible... To beat it near death is the act of a madbeing - Who  \ndeserves all he gets in return.' A paw fell on the hands. \"Speak no more of  \nit...\" Orfid had seen his Father do this at certain times, and could not help  \nbut wonder what piece of information he had not been privy to - Or allowed to  \nask about. \"The Others will follow! Baron Rrtik will lead them to rebellion...\"  \nHis voice went silent as a tri-bladed dagger quivered in the middle of the  \ntable. It's companion still rested on the male's chest, for No one went without  \narms in the Castle. A noise came from the man. A ragged sound that tore at  \ntheir ears. 'Let them...' The king shuddered. So did everyone at the table. The  \nnext symbol the hands formed was softly repeated by Orfid. It was a simple  \nword, Honor. But the meaning went deeper into the ground than the trees that  \nlined the plains outside. The code of Knights demanded it. \"Be honorable and  \nWorthy.\" As one, every male in the room dropped to one knee. The King stood. A  \nfurred mountain, going gray around the muzzle. Tihur snarled, but he too bent  \nhis leg. \"So first we see if this demand is legitimate - Then we decide.\" He  \nturned towards the human. \"Your head on this.\" The hood was lifted and pushed  \nback.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bruin pressed his paw against the ragged scar that ran along the muscular  \nneck. Hasuy felt the flesh which would never heal properly. Allowed himself a  \ngentle caress. Wondered again at a being who could not only live with such a  \nwound, but kill the one who did it! He chuckled softly. If the other  \ncounsellors knew Half of what he did about the male, they would walk as if  \nbeside a sleeping dragon. And even the serpent would be preferable to one who  \ncould dispatch everyone in castle within two candle-marks. Time and again, his  \nGenerals begged him to put the man on the battlefield. Give him a Company to  \ncommand. One of those Generals sat on the kings right, a white sword-scar  \ncrossing the broad muzzle, giving him a surly appearance. He had crossed blades  \nwith the male. Had given no quarter, and been stunned when his sword was  \nwrenched from his grasp. To be returned - Across the forearm. With a nod, Iuy  \nhad taken back the weapon. Only to lose it again when the hilt rapped his  \nknuckles. So they fought without weapons... And the general ate sand. Spitting  \nout the dust of the training arena, he looked up at the male and growled, then  \nbowed. Tried again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And again ended up on his belly. After a while he gave up in disgust. Then  \nwatched in wonder as his second-in-command fared no better. With staves,  \nshields, even hand to paw... Toun was off his feet more times that he was on  \nthem. Then he quit wondering when they went hunting a few days later. He had  \nseen longbows before, but never used one... They were for archers, not Knights.  \nThings were pretty peaceful, until a cub blundered into a Tharg. Thargs hate  \neverything that isn't another Tharg. It roared, coming after the child. To stop  \nsuddenly, arrows buried to the feathers in each eye. Even dead Thargs are  \nnothing to take for granted. This one stomped a few more paces - To fall  \nface-first with a \\*Thud\\* that was felt by anyone without boots on. Orfid had  \ntime to half-pull his sword, as did most of the party. They were pulled full  \nwhen another Tharg came out of the brush. The male was twice as nasty as  \nfemale, especially when it's mate lay dead and bleeding... A spear was thrust  \ninto Orfid's paw. He didn't have to ask who - He just threw it. Quite well too.  \nIt \\*Thunked\\* into the scaly hide. A few more had sense to add theirs. The one  \nthat did the most damage was black in color, and had no ribbons attached to it.  \nThat one went just under the jaw line.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; To emerge at the top of the scaly head. It still took some time to hack it to  \ndeath, but most of the damage had already been done. When it was over and Orfid  \nhad given the last Whack to the still twitching body, he turned to thank the  \nmale... To find him gone! But where? It didn't matter. The cub was safe and the  \nbeast dying. But the Prince still wondered... The General didn't. Being one of  \nthe few not petrified, he had seen the man take a forked stick, and placing the  \nhilt of the spear in it, launch the pole with twice the force his own arm could  \nmuster. No wonder it bit so deep.... He followed the being. Watched him  \nunlimber a battleaxe. Give the weapon a few flips... Then the pike side buried  \nitself in the head of a San, drinking by a stream. Thargs aren't very good  \neating. In fact Thargs aren't much good for anything. Another of the antelope  \ndied quickly and quietly under the axe. Iuy faded back into the trees, telling  \na couple of the younger squires to go help the Counsellor with a pair of San.  \nThey scurried away, smiling to themselves. The cooks were most grateful for the  \nfresh meat. The King got a new trophy for his honor room, as well as one to put  \nabove GateWall.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As for The General... He was old, But never stupid. First thing next morning,  \nhe scared half the garrison by showing up at ArmsTeacher Pokh's class,  \ndemanding to be taught the bow.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nOnly one night? It wasn't fair! The prince had been kept apart from the man for  \nalmost a month, and now that they were both free.... He growled. Damn, and Damn  \nagain! Orfid poured wine, sipping on it, impatient for Shadow to show. Then  \nchoked, spewing the stuff as a hand grabbed his balls and gave them a rough  \nsqueeze. A sheathed knife ran itself under his chin. 'If I were an assassin...'  \nwas tapped on his butt. Hah! \"I'd beg for mercy... On hands and knees! After  \nall, Anybody who grabs your nuts can't be un-bribable...\" He whirled and  \ngrabbed the dark figure. Pulled him down to lock mouths in a kiss so hot it  \nwould have set the curtains on fire. Cloth flew as paws hastily undid clasps,  \ntugged belts and impatiently moved whatever was between them and naked flesh.  \n'Gently, Gently...' a hand admonished him. Orfid grabbed the appendage and  \nstuffed it into his mouth, finishing the job. He growled around the gag,  \nstroking the warm body with his own. Only when the man was as nude as himself,  \ndid the animal gently bite the appendage, and release it. Teeth worried at a  \ndark nipple. 'Oiled...' A finger tapped his anus. 'Here also?' The prince  \nshoved his lover to one side so he could look full upon him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Why would I need oil there? It doesn't Seem any bigger...\" His paw stroked the  \nman's erection. Then gave it a kiss. \"Of course I am oiled.\" He moaned as hands  \ntugged at his slick dick-flesh. \"Are you?\" A flask was lifted off a table. 'I  \nthought you might prefer to do it.' The bear growled and turned so he could get  \nat the male's ball-sack, grunting as lips wrapped around his erection. \"Damn.\"  \nA finger traced his thigh muscles, sending ripples through the fur. 'Problem?'  \n\"You washed - I like your nuts sweaty... That Way I can lick'em dry!\" 'That is  \neasy enough remedied. Make me sweat. Now, if you hadn't drained the jug, I  \nwould have suggested a little wine...' A claw dipped itself in the oil-pouch,  \nsitting beside them, then wriggled deep into the clutching anus. \"I'll make you  \nwhine... Damn! How is it the more I bugger you, The tighter you get?!\" 'A  \nfinger is Not a Dick.' He grunted feeling his cock-tip rub against the back of  \nthe man's throat. Orfid nibbled on the smooth sack, then dropped them to nuzzle  \nthe seeping penis. Curling his tongue around it, the bear pulled the male-meat  \nin. Sucking softly on it, he fondled the butt, groaning when the male dug  \nstrong fingers into his own. \"Not So Fast!\" Shadow rubbed his swollen balls.  \n'We have all night - I am sure you can get it up again given That length of  \ntime.' Teeth chewed on the sensitive head.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bear moaned, shuddered, his nuts igniting, cum spurting out of his  \nthrobbing cock. The man drank it all, and kept the suction steady, driving the  \nbruin crazy... A second orgasm made the room swim. \"Too much wine... Blast!\"  \nDarkness engulfed him. He clawed at it, trying to stay alert long enough to at  \nleast get the male to cum in His mouth. Not to be... Blackness took his senses,  \nand tossed him up for the Sleep-gods to play with. And they did so with  \npleasure... Dreams - Standing in a field, where each and every grassy leaf  \nwants a piece of your hide to caress. He fell. To be engulfed in green  \nstrokings. They rolled him over... A tall plant leaned over him. It's  \nmouth-shaped flowers fell on him. He moaned, kissing a sweetly-scented petal.  \nOthers were tugging in his fingers, rubbing his nipples. Knees, Toes,  \nTesticles... Every bump on his body was being sucked on - Except one. That one  \nhad tendrils wrapped tightly around it. Orfid struggled up and watched as a  \nHuge flower slowly make it's way down to his cock, which was being squeezed  \nunmercifully. The thing had a tongue - Which lapped at the reddish tip. Then  \nthe petals folded around his head and slowly slid downward... Orfid was unable  \nto do much but groan since the grass held him fast, still stroking his body  \nerotically. The bear shuddered. The only problem was, Something kept tapping  \nhis forehead. A gentle tap, But annoying. And it continued....  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe dawn found a bear, moaning about the monsters who kept beating on his head.  \nAnd why were they stomping around the bed? In fact the pain was so harsh he  \nalmost missed a mouth sliding down his cock. He tried to lift a paw and stop  \nthe male, but it was too late. His teeth clenching so hard one cracked, Orfid  \nejaculated. His head exploded in pleasure and pain... Hips jerked the slick  \nmale-meat out of the leech's maw. Then shoved it back in, as a finger drilled  \nhis ass-hole. Between them, the prince could only squirm. \"Stop, Please...\" He  \nmanaged to whisper at last. His teats were attacked next. 'Stop fingering your  \nass, or stop playing with your nipples?' \"Stop Suc....\" Both paws slapped over  \nthe snout and he swallowed the word. Never would he ask somebody to stop  \nsucking his cock! \"Bastard...\"  \n  \nThe mouth came off his drooping pole and after chewing on the shrunken balls,  \nworked northward. Stopping only to flay the tender tits that nestled in the  \nfur-covered chest, the mouth finally made it's way up to his. He groaned into  \nthe orifice and weakly stuck his tongue up in submission. The organ was nibbled  \non, then licked. A maddeningly weak taste of semen lingered on the palate, and  \nhe lapped at it eagerly. 'Want some ...' Orfid jerked upright, grabbing the  \nman's butt with both paws. 'I was going to offer wine...' The bear kneaded the  \nflesh in his paws. \"The only wine I want resides between your legs!\" He tossed  \nthe male over, and lay, head-to-tail, ignoring the bed's creak of protest, as  \nhe rooted around the male-scented thatch of hair. The cock was hard and  \nthrobbing as he stropped his muzzle against it. \"At last...\" His jaws unhinged,  \ntongue poised to guide the penis deep into his snout.... A knock came from the  \ndoor. \"Melord? It is time to rise.\" Teeth bit his ass. 'Tease...' He yelped.  \n\"Melord?\" Orfid snarled something nasty and told the servant he would be down  \nshortly... Then he shoved the smooth hips up and swallowed the male's entire  \ngroin.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Canines in the lower jaw dug into a scar on the slight paunchy stomach. Uppers  \ncompressed the tight butt-cheeks. \"Tease, Am I!\" He growled around the  \nmouthful, working his jaws closed. Finally, they met over the cock-root. He  \nreached in and pulled the balls out - But not before giving them a good  \nstropping. Then with one paw still digging into the muscular ass, the other  \nrolling their treasured possession not-so-gently between long claws, Orfid  \ntwirled his tongue around the pole, and proceeded to do everything he could to  \nmake it spurt it's load of seed. Suck, nibble, lap... Anything went, as long as  \nit hurried the moment when his mouth would fill with male-sap. The balls  \nslapping his nose swelled, so Orfid hollowed his cheeks, pulling the cock to  \nit's hairy root into his muzzle. Clamped teeth on the flesh, and rotated his  \nsnout on the pole. A grunt made him chuckle. \"You're not the only one who knows  \nhow to tease a dick into submission... Now Cum Already!\" He lifted a paw to  \nfondle the man's testicles. \"And I want a Full Load...\" They lurched in his  \nclaws... And semen pulsed down his throat. \"More!\" And more was sucked out - To  \nbe gobbled down. The bear squeezed the butt-cheeks and pulled back... While  \nstill keeping the suction. It was not easy... But well worth it. The male  \nshuddered like a sheet in a strong wind and poured spunk into the hungry maw.  \nThey fell sideways, The prince continuing to drain his balls dry.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Finally, not even seminal fluid could be forced out. Strong claws held the cock  \nwhile fangs bit it just behind the head, and stroked towards the muzzle,  \ngetting the last dregs out. Gave the abused flesh a last lick. \"That For all  \nthe times you have made me squirm... Made me howl with lust...\" Then he lifted  \nthe sweaty head and kissed it. 'Shower...' \"If you got energy enough to take a  \nbath... You got enough to be buggered...\" Oil was splashed on the ursine-cock  \nand he shoved it up between the smooth butt-cheeks, slowly pressing it deep  \ninside the male. \"Now we shower...\" He stood and holding the impaled human to  \nhis chest, went over and lifted a bucket over them. Then forgot all about the  \nbath, and concentrated on the anus which was tugging on his erection. \"Bastard  \n- How do you do it?\" Orfid shoved the man against the stone wall and blew his  \nwad deep and hard. Put his paws on the smooth shoulders and panted. Then lifted  \nthe man off him. Kissed him... And got cold water poured on his head! 'Needed  \ncooling off.'  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You Bastard!\" He chuckled, washing the man off and himself as well. Then he  \nlovingly dried the male off. Gripped the smooth ass with a vise-like grip.  \n\"Bring That Back.\" 'I will try...' \"Don't 'Try' - Do! You still have to surpass  \nmy record for cumming seven full times in the same hole in one eve - And don't  \ngive that 'Old Male' routine, Either! Now give me a kiss and escort me to  \nbreakfast as a Counsellor should.\" The man gave Orfid his kiss - Right between  \nhis legs! And bit his ass to boot... Then dressed, ignoring the prince's  \nmutterings about retribution the next time they were alone.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe Hrre snorted. The being on it was much lighter than what it usually  \ncarried... \"Why stop?\" A hand patted his neck. His rider didn't say anything,  \nbut this had been explained to him. Hrre were bred to be ridden... They would  \nrather die in battle than pull plows. The male got off, stroked the muzzle.  \nCounselorSecond's Mount, or CSM, grinned to himself. They had made camp twice  \nwhile there was still light to ride by... He hadn't understood why, until the  \nmale had taken his reins off, and kissed him. No one had to explain this to  \nCSM. His master deemed him worthy to mate with... He had spent the night lying  \nnext to the male. And was chagrined to find him already up and working with the  \ndawn. The next stop had been no better. He had again been shown how many 2 male  \nbodies can fit together... And had been awakened by a hand on his erection....  \nThe fingers stroked his jaw... 'Watch' was traced on the skin. He snorted,  \npretending to twitch an ear at a fly. \"We still have our guest?\" A finger slid  \ninside his mouth, tickling his tongue... He bit it gently in retaliation. This  \nwas the third being he had been allowed to serve. The first had been an  \narrogant cub... He had done his duty, but not liked it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The second died in battle... Having been thrown from CSM, when he had broken a  \nleg. Of course, being beaned by a mace didn't help his abilities any. It took  \nlong to heal the scars... But until CSM died, he would bear the name and rank  \nof Mount For Second Counselors. The male stood beside a tree, making water.  \nNeither paw was near the flap which allowed one to do certain things one must.  \nThey were instead on the hilts of knives... Ready to be thrown if needed. As  \nhis shadow had learned the hard way... The spy sent to watch the Chancellor had  \nbeen careless. The male was, after all, an ex-slave... So, when the being had  \nstopped to do what all must, he had stepped too close. He watched, knowing at  \nleast one paw would be busy for a few seconds... A blade passed inches in front  \nof his nose, to thunk into the tree he hid beside. How had... He froze watching  \nthe man turn and stare in his direction. The spy made a quick getaway... And  \nafterwards Serye made sure to watch from a distance. This time the male got  \nback on and rode some distance before deciding on a place to camp. Then they  \nate, made whatever preparations were needed, and lay close together. CSM  \nnuzzled the robe open and licked on the testicles.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His own were nibbled on, sucked into warmth. A finger traced signs on his  \nthigh. 'There is something about 100 paces to your back.' Hmpfh! The animal  \nstrained to hear... Then grunted as the mouth found his cock. He lifted his  \nmuzzle free... \"Do we stop?\" His hips moved involuntarily, penis sliding deeper  \ninto the muscular throat. 'Not unless you want to...' A snort and a nose shoved  \ninto the male's crotch answered That silly question. Despite the knowledge they  \nmay have to jump up at any moment, neither were in any hurry. Rumps were  \nstroked by hand and paw. Claws digging into the fleshy mound, CSM pumped his  \nsnout over the cock. Hunched, shoving his own to the sheath into the warm  \nmouth. Muscles grabbed at him... He shuddered, orgasm igniting his balls. The  \nhand that had traced throbbing veins now bounced the swollen nuts... With a  \nmuffled howl the animal pumped the male's gullet full of semen. How did the man  \nhold on so? The mount waited until his lover could breathe again, then gently  \nbutted the thin lips with his crotch. Let a Hundred Thargs watch them... He  \nwould feast on malesap if it killed both of them! His mouth pulled on the  \npenis, slurping the mingled saliva and pre-cum off it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Nibbled on the head, then nosed around the scented thatch of hair. At last he  \nfelt the pole throb, spurting it's load into his waiting maw. He sucked  \nhungrily, wanting to pull as much scum out as possible. Finally the last of it  \ntrickled out... 'Now the being is 30 paces away...' How the hell did he keep  \nhis mind on That? It was all CSM could do to keep from dropping after the male  \nnursed on him... He swallowed. \"I shall get a drink. See what is on the  \nwind...\" 'Sex... That is what is on the wind!' He groaned softly. Disentangled  \nhimself from the man who grew a few dozen more arms to grab at him erotically.  \nBut he made it to the stream. Drank and smelled what scents there were... 'I  \nthink news of our mission has gone before us...' CSM snorted. \"The question is,  \nWill it wait until morning.... Oh, No!\" He snarled at the wagging finger, \"You  \naren't getting off That lightly... I want your dick up my ass one more time.  \nEven if it is only for tonight....\" No arguments to that offer. Especially when  \nthe animal threatened to wait until his master was asleep and Sit on him. The  \nman lay down, after making sure his weapons were close at hand. The mount  \nturned and watched the male lift his tail, felt the seeping cock open his anus  \nup.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He grunted, as it slid in to the hairs. The plume of hair cascaded over the  \nman's legs, rubbing his butt. Semi-prehensile, it shoved itself down the crack,  \nholding him in place. Then, and only then, did the creature allow sleep to  \nengulf the crested head... He awoke to find his hips shoved up, and a big cock  \nplowing into his ass. Claws held him in place, as did a knife held against his  \nribs. He carefully lifted his head... A small trickle of scarlet ran down the  \nside as the tip broke skin. \"I have no intention of stopping you, Sir. I just  \nwanted to see who was humping me...\" A grin full of ragged teeth. \"Tis Medcu  \nwho buggers you, steed... Your former Master seems to have left you in my  \npaws.\" The stallion grunted. \"If it pleases Master, You will not need the  \nblade. I will serve as your mare if you wish... But I would not like to be  \nskewered when you spill your seed in me.\" Then his eyes went wide as the paw  \nwas pulled back, and the bear was shoved forward. Who whoofed as his paws were  \ntied behind his back. Then the man stepped in front of the pair. 'Enjoying  \nyourself?' The tail wrapped itself around the wide waist, trapping the being.  \n\"His dick is Much bigger than yours...\" A grin... Then the male moved to their  \nrear again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Master says, 'Since you like buggering my mount so much, You won't mind if I  \ndo the same to you...'\" The bruin struggled for a moment. Then felt something  \nhard lever his tail up. Something else was shoved against his butt, and liquid  \nsplashed into the crack. A finger rubbed it in well. Then his paws clutched air  \nas the man's dick wedged the furry cheeks apart, sliding into them. The  \nslippery head split his anus open and vanished inside. The animal under him  \nmoved, sliding off his penis. Then taking it to the hairy groin. The sheath was  \ntugged on by the ring of muscle... Medcu groaned, feeling the male slide in him  \nuntil the length was sheathed. Neither long, nor big... The bruin found himself  \nwishing it was one or the other... or Both! He wriggled his butt, feeling hands  \nrub his nuts against the others. Damn! The males had him between them, and they  \nused him well. His paws grasped his own butt, With help... The stallion hunched  \nunder him, slamming his ass up at the same time the male skewered the bear. He  \ncould neither pull nor push... All he could was hold on. And came first! He  \nroared, trying to arch back and shove forward at the same time. His balls  \nexploded, taking his head with them. Cum poured out his cock...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then fluid warmed his anal walls. He moaned... Howled as the ass-hole turned  \ninto a hand, milking his nuts dry... He finally lay bent over the rump that had  \nrobbed him of ability. The man moved gently behind him, working out the last of  \nhis orgasm on the panting animal. The shrinking cock was pulled out... And  \nteeth dug into the furry butt! Medcu squalled, trying to fend off the bites, as  \nhis own shrinking dick fanned air. Then his testicles were lashed by a pair of  \ntongues. \"Please...\" he managed to gasp out. Hands roughed up his nipples. Then  \nthey were at his ass again! The animal finally became a quivering mass of  \nflesh, whimpering when touched. A few pails of water didn't help... especially  \nwhen they were followed by clawed paws and grasping fingers. They teased,  \nkneaded and fondled the bruin until he as pliable as dough. And left him...  \nPaws undone, he could do no more than moan. \"Mercy...\" He raggedly gasped. A  \nfinger pressed itself between his eyes... He passed out. Was tossed over the  \nbroad back. The man wandered off for a few minutes, then returned... They  \nmarched off, leaving a wondering spy behind.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He had gotten lost, and if it wasn't for a chance sighting of his quarry moving  \nthrough the forest, Serye would have had to return to the castle, and face his  \nLord's wrath... Now as he watched the procession go down the pathway, he wasn't  \nso sure it Was chance. He hurried after, being sure to keep out of sight.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe castle wasn't much... As castles go. But it was big enough to warrant a  \ndungeon. And That's where Medcu went. He seemed eager to get stone between  \nhimself and the two sex-maniacs. CSM was put into a stable, and gossiped with  \nthe other mounts. The robed one went inside, followed by a bearer. He knelt  \nwhen told to, and took his place as a guest at the long table. A guard  \nstiffened... 'It could Not Be!' A servant came by with wine. The dark-clad one  \nlifted his cup, and tapped it. A trader sitting beside him grunted. \"He says  \nit's dirty...\" The bear took the cup and looked at it. \"No, melord, it's  \nclean.\" The hall grew quiet, as people felt something was about to happen. Eyes  \nturned towards the threesome. The man took it back, and blew in it... A large  \nquantity of white powder went everywhere... He sneezed loudly as did the  \nservant. There was a stunned silence. Followed by roars of laughter as the  \nbruin blushed. He took the cup, wiped it out and filled it. They waited to see  \nif any more tricks were forthcoming, as entertainment was a rarity... The  \ncanine wiped his eyes and brushed the dust from his shoulder. \"Very good...\"  \nThe male had been asked to sit beside him for more than one reason.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As a Trader, Ufieo knew many languages, Including Sign. There wasn't anything  \nspecial going on to drag such a dignitary down to their little castle... So why  \nwas he here? And why didn't he speak? He boldly stroked a thigh, waiting for  \nreaction. The wolf had seen things which would have curled fur on most beings.  \nThere were places where he was fair game, Literally. Other parts of the world  \nwhere one was Expected to sleep with Another male... Or even an animal. His  \nfortunes came from being flexible, and being right more times than wrong. His  \ninstincts told him to move the paw upwards, but now he could say he was looking  \nfor something and had been mista... Fingers slid under his skirt, stroking his  \nsweaty balls. When one twirled around his stiffening cock, he grinned inwardly.  \nDamn! The guard behind them also noticed the way things were going. He also  \nknew who sat in front of him. 'After all this time, you Return. This time you  \nwill not be so lucky. This time I wi...' \"Speech.\" What? One of the Dukes had  \nwaived a paw. \"It has been long since we have heard from the Lord's Court...  \nTell Us, if you will, what goes on nowadays...\" The canine coughed, hoping to  \nremain anonymous for a bit longer... Damn again! A hand pressed against his  \narm, asking him to rise as well. He shrugged... Then lost it as the male  \ndropped the cowl on his traveling cloak. The torchlight flickered over the  \nvisage.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; One blue eye, cold as hardened steel was accompanied by a dark patch that  \ndidn't quite cover a ragged scar. A gasp as he undid the clasp and let the  \ncloth puddle down in the chair. From the look of his neck, any voice the male  \nMay have had wouldn't be heard in this life... The Duke sat down, quite  \nwhite-muzzled... Then they really got a shock as the Chancellor turned,  \nside-stepped a sword-thrust, and slammed his chair into the mid-section of the  \nguard behind him! The wood broke on the metal plates, but still took the wind  \nout of the creature. The bear doubled over... To receive a hammer blow to the  \nback of his head. Dropping the blade, the animal staggered. Then was flipped to  \nslam full onto the table. An arm was locked just under the chin, and was  \napplying pressure to the already bent neck. Ufieo was locked in his  \nhalf-stand... He shook himself, watching the free hand. 'Have you already  \nforgotten what they taught us?' was tapped on the head. The bear growled, but  \ndidn't struggle... \"Kill me Then!\" The man shook his head. The hand moved  \nagain. This time the Trader repeated what he saw. \"No... This is Not The Arena.  \nWe are among 'Civilized' people...\" The guard pulled the arm from his throat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then rolled off the table and looked at his opponent. \"You always were a  \nweakling...\" The grin had nothing to do with humor. The trader threw his arm  \nbetween them. \"Enough! By the Order... Enough!\" The animal slammed his claws  \ninto the table, leaving furrows in the wood. 'You have moaned under me before,  \nNiut... Care to do so again?' The bear stuck his paw before the male. Other  \nguards now stood beside him. He growled as the man placed a hand in it, sliding  \ngloved fingers between stubby ones. 'Your Brother was Bigger... In more ways  \nthan one.' Only the outthrust forearm kept Niut's claws from the jagged scars  \nadorning the man's neck. Then he turned and bowed to the Baron. \"My Liege...\"  \nThat one lifted his own paw, releasing the animal into the care of the guards.  \nThe Baron stood. \"Trader Ufieo, Counselor, My chamber if you please...\" The man  \nwalked in front of the wolf as they were ushered into a room. \"You are  \nTrouble!\" In response, the man removed his patch. The bone around the empty  \nsocket had teeth marks in it... Along with a claw-wide furrow. It divided the  \neyebrow and ran down to just below the cheek. The canine softly pressed his paw  \nto the wound. It was real... So was the one on his throat. He swore to as many  \ngods as he knew... And made up a few more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Baron Tial listened at the open door, and looked at his mate. She resembled a  \ngolden cat, with pale blue eyes that one could get lost in quite easily... He  \nhad fallen in love with her since first they had met. Both fathers approved of  \nthe union, since both were small serfdoms... 3 Cubs they had been blessed with,  \nall taking after their wise Mother. For Shier was the Real power behind the  \nthrone. Being a Priestess didn't hurt either... A soft pat told him all was  \nwell. She entered, regal as any Queen. A hand shielded the wound. \"Please, Do  \nnot feel uncomfortable... I have seen worse.\" She had tended to casualties, and  \ncaused some of her own, when she was younger. Now, she got her adventures by  \ntalking to Travellers. The man nodded, and replaced the cloth. The Baron bade  \nthem sit. Then looked the man over well. \"Your name, Please...\" The hands  \nmoved. 'Shadow, Second Counsellor.' A tail curled around his wrist. He patted  \nit, feeling the tension drain from him. He once again looked over the scars...  \nA thought came to him. \"What is 'The Order'?\" Ufieo sighed. \"The Order are  \nthose who manage to live long enough to escape from The Arena, And fight their  \nway to freedom...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Shadow, I gather, is one of those few. Niut is another...\" Shier smiled.  \n\"Males... Always talking. Has it not occurred to either of you that our visiter  \nhas had Nothing to drink since he came in?\" She got a couple of silver cups and  \nhanded out wine. \"Where is The Arena?\" One thumb pointed straight down.  \n\"South?\" The canine shook his head. \"Lower...\" Then at their puzzled looks,  \n\"Hades. To be exact, The Island Of The Damned...\" A hiss came from both of  \nthem. Very few people live to tell of the Island. It is a place where even  \nPirates dislike going... Shipwrecks were once common as the place lay within a  \nshipping route. Those who didn't drown, or got carried off by sea-creatures,  \nwere taken to the Games. They would have cleaned the nest of demons out long  \nago, but the Island was a natural fortress. And the inhabitants the bloodiest  \nsavages ever to take breath. Some tried, to lose whole ships and crew. Now came  \nword that there were survivors... But at what cost! \"Why are you here, then?\"  \nThe queen softly spoke, taking a sip of her wine. The hands moved. 'A  \nrest-stop.' The baron gave out an audible sigh. \"Rrtik...\" A nod. The hands  \ncame together at the edges, bent to form a roof... Then broke apart to fall,  \nfingers fluttering.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Trader put a paw on them... That symbol needed no translating. \"Trader, You  \nknow our castle well... Would be so kind as to show our guest to the Visitor's  \nquarters?\" The king kept his surprise hidden. He had never really gotten used  \nto his wife's ways... But it was a small price to pay for her love. A bow and  \nthe pair went out of the chamber. \"Well?\" The cat put the cups back onto the  \ntray. \"He is an enigma... But, he is also quite loyal. In his own way...\" The  \nbear put her head in his paws, and kissed it. \"Must you always talk in  \nriddles?\" She grinned and grabbed his crotch. \"No...\" He laughed. Lifted the  \nqueen up, and carried her to their bedchamber. Ufieo had problems of his own.  \nHe was standing next to a statue. A blade that gleamed dully held him against  \nthe stone wall. Then a guard walked down the corridor... With a muffled rumble  \nthe man leaped clear over him... To twist in mid-air! An arm jerked around the  \nthroat, the other carefully slid the blade over his hairy chest. The dagger in  \nhis paw was jarred loose upon hitting the floor. \"How many more follow?\" The  \nvoice came from above them... The Trader jumped as a creature fell lightly to  \nthe floor. It's scaly head glittered in the torchlight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A small tongue of flame scorched the bruin's crotch. He yeeped, jerking his  \npaws to the heated area. The mini-dragon snorted a plume of smoke. \"Reply...\"  \n\"Two...\" came a squeak. Ufieo had his own blade out now... No longer wondering  \nhow the male had found about a plot on their lives. 'Trust No One.' Hah! The  \nsword hilt stroked the sweaty brow... And it's owner gave a sigh, sagging. He  \nwas dragged into the shadows, as footsteps approached. They were ordinary  \nguards... Making rounds. The daggers that went into the broad backs, however,  \nwere not. Nor were the pair of blades that made the assassins follow their prey  \nthrough Death's door. The mid-blade separated spinal cord from neck, while the  \nshorter guard-blades on either side cut more than just skin. The Trader came  \ninto the corridor in time to see the robed figure jerk his knives free. So fast  \ndid their life-force depart, neither creature had time to loose their own  \nweapons. So they remained, still embedded in the backs of two dead guards. And  \nthat was how they were found. A third was trussed up and hung from a rafter...  \nHe sang very prettily under the watchful gaze of the Queen.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She was incensed that somebody had actually tried to murder Guests in Her  \nCastle! The trio, on the other hand, were much too busy to be bothered about  \nsuch things. Between the man and the reptile, Ufieo was squirming on the  \nthreshold of orgasm. Everything from the tips of his ears to the claws on his  \nfeet were fair game. Caressed, nibbled, licked, sucked... And never any one  \nplace for long. His blurry eyes took in a form. The miniature dragon was on top  \nof him, grazing on his chest hair. When they came to a hard nipple the scaly  \nlips tugged it into the warm mouth, so a forked tongue could wrap twin fingers  \naround the knob and tweak... Something thick and wet rubbed his rump. Dipped  \ninto the sweaty valley of fur. Did things to his nervous system... \"Bastard!\"  \nHe muttered weakly. Then his nipples were ground under hard claws as the animal  \npressed it's muzzle to his. The insistent worm wanted entrance... He reached  \ndown and grabbed a sweaty butt-cheek. With a moan he shoved it forward, so the  \ncock was made to forge a passage into him. It was not as big as some that had  \nrooted there, but it was shaped as none other. Then his own nudged at a scaly  \nhole. The reptile hissed above him, impaling itself on his erection.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The canine groaned... A penis rubbed his stomach. He curled claws around it,  \nand jerked the male-meat, while hunching against the human behind him. He  \nstroked the sweaty ball-sack with his tail, brushing it well. 'Why so clean?'  \nThe wolf chuckled... \"So when you get done, I can chew on them...\" 'Why not  \nnow?' The hairy bush slapped the man's back. \"I want your... Unnh! Your dick up  \nmy ass for a time yet...\" The mini-dragon snorted. \"What about My dick?\" A hand  \nslid around the leathery belly to help stroke the gray penis. The Trader  \ngrunted, trying to find some rhythm to hump by. Finally gave up and let himself  \nbe the filing in the sandwich. And was the first to ejaculate... With a howl,  \nhe spurted into the mini-drag's clutching ass. And then the cock slapping his  \nbelly spurted, matting his fur with sticky stuff. \"Damn You Bastard... Cum  \nAlready!\" 'As you wish...' \"Ahhh... Yes!\" Semen jetted deep in his guts,  \nwarming his intestines. And the male kept on buggering him... Made the wolf  \nsquirm and howl and blow his wad again... Leathery lips pulled on his tongue  \nwhile teeth nibbled on an ear-tip. \"Horny Thnids!\" Both mammals were wrapped in  \nleathery wings, and with one last spurt, Ufieo slipped into slumber.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And found themselves alone the next morning. Shadow was up, had eaten, talked  \nto the Queen and mounted... All before they had opened their eyes. It Was mid-  \nmorning... And neither really felt like leaving. So they didn't until The mid-  \nday meal. \"To Shadow...\" The reptile growled around the spurting cock-head,  \ngulping the semen. \"Indeed... To Shadow. May he return soon...\" The Wolf licked  \nthe last drops of dragon seed from the gray stalk. Then they fondled each other  \nand washed. Went to discuss matters of state with the Owners of the Castle.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nGeneral Iuy growled softly. Serye had returned with wide-eyes and information  \nthat made the spy shiver just to repeat it. He wasn't blind to the looks the  \nyoung Prince gave to the dark-clad one. Now, standing before a pacing Hasuy, he  \nfound his courage draining... Especially when the King got up and closed the  \ndoor! \"Perhaps I should not be so secretive... Shadow Is a Knight in The Order  \nOf Survival. He left the Island, as All do... By Killing those who stood in his  \nway.\" He sighed. \"I would guess there is still a price on his head... If any  \nshould be so foolish as to try to collect it... Come in, Son.\" Orfid yanked his  \nnose back, then reluctantly entered the chamber. \"So...\" the king looked his  \nson over. \"Who do you Love?\" Orfid was plainly taken aback. \"What... What do  \nyou mean, father?\" The bear walked over to his trembling offspring. Took the  \nmuzzle in one paw. \"The time comes when you shall be a male, and no longer a  \ncub... You must take a wife. Have children...\" Orfid looked like he was going  \nto lose his lunch... The paw jerked his head up. \"Where lies your loyalty...  \nWith me, or with A one-eyed tramp-son? You Do know the penalty for  \ndisloyalty...\" Orfid turned white, then red... Anger made his blood run hot...  \n\"Castration... Or Banishment. Or Both....\" This simply added fuel to the  \nflames... \"Are you threatening me? Your youngest Son? Well, Father... Then Do  \nWhat you Will!\" Orfid growled low in his throat...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Remove may maleness if it pleases you, Send me to the farthest end of the  \nkingdom. I will return for Shadow...\" Orfid lifted one paw and clasped his nuts  \nwith the other. Hasuy again motioned the General to silence. \"Iuy, Tell  \nCounsellor Shadow his trained bitch is going to be sold into slavery. If he  \nwishes to buy it back, he may put in a bid...\" Orfid went white, as what he had  \njust said hit home... Gave a yeep as he clasped his nuts a bit too hard. But  \nsaid nothing. The king went over to the table and picked up a fruit, cut it in  \nhalf with a dagger, dropping it on the table. He tossed half to Iuy who was as  \nbewildered as Orfid. A thin trickle of blood dripped down the brown fur as the  \nbear bit his lip. A pit hit him squarely in the nose... \"Decide!\" A claw  \npointed to his groin. \"Him... Or Me. You may not serve 2 Masters. You must  \neither be loyal to your King and Father, or Your Lover....\" A squeak. \"I can  \nnot...\"  \n  \nA paw grabbed his own, and gave a not-so-gentle squeeze to what they held. \"Do  \nyou wish me to rip these from you, Shave your ass, And sell you to another  \nkingdom, Thereby shaming me and demeaning Our Family name?\" Orfid's mouth fell  \nopen in shock. \"Or would you prefer to degrade me by going into exile with  \nAnother Male... One whose only talent is that he kills better than most.\" The  \ndagger was lifted, then slammed back into the wood. \"Well?\" The bear quaked...  \n\"Give up your stupidity, and be My son... Or slime our honor... Decide!\" The  \nlast as the King smacked Orfid, then turned and went over to the General. \"Say  \nnothing...\" Iuy was too bewildered To say anything. Then they went over to the  \nfire, ignoring the cub who stood a few paces away. Orfid felt like a hollow  \ngourd. All his dreams and plans were running between his claws like sand. He  \nhad 3 options... He could stop loving Shadow, and Marr.... The bruin jumped as  \nhe again squeezed his abused nuts. Never! Jerking his paw from his crotch, the  \nPrince tried to get his fleeting thoughts together. They Could run away. Live  \nin exile in another kingdom... And create a war. Slavery, which was the  \nTraditional way to handle such dilemmas, would only make things worse.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; For even if his Father would do nothing, Others would try... And die for their  \ntroubles. To live in shame... A gleam caught his eye. Or to die... He watched  \nthe pair, who seemed deep in conversation. Reached for the dagger. \"Decided?\"  \nThe paw stopped in mid-air. He made it move towards the bowl. \"Slaves eat when  \nthey are told... You could stand to lose some weight.\" Orfid waited until the  \nmuzzle was once again turned towards the fire. Then he quickly grabbed the  \nhandle. It resisted his efforts to come loose... Damn! He moved his body so  \nthey wouldn't notice what he tried to do. At last, the blade was in his paw. It  \nwas too small to plunge into his heart. And too narrow to open his wrists  \nwith... He would have to slide it across his neck. He had touched the scar on  \nShadow's neck enough times. If the blade had gone deeper, or cut wider on  \neither side, he would have been dead... 'Would it hurt?' He wondered dully. Not  \nas much as the hell he was enduring at the moment... With a whispered  \n\"Goodbye...\" He lifted the weapon to his chin.... And went sprawling on the  \nfloor, eyes filled with tears against the pain. His cheek throbbed where the  \npaw had struck.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hasuy knelt beside his son, and held him, stroking his ears, as the bewildered  \nyouth lay, too startled for words... Then sobbed, crying anew. \"My son will  \nhave a ceremony befitting a Prince... Iuy. Please see to the details.\" The  \nGeneral nodded, and left. He wondered where the Prince would go, and whether he  \nwould like a traveling companion... There were castles enough to spare for a  \nBachelor Knight, and a Prince seeking fortunes. His second would enjoy the  \npromotion... The king held his son, letting the dam break. And break it did...  \nOrfid sobbed, choked on the words more than once, but struggled through it. The  \nworries of a discreet romance had weighed heavily on the youth. What would his  \nFather think? What would his Brothers say? Would he have to leave? When neither  \nbroken word or sob came from the still form, he lifted the muzzle. The nose  \nran, and the blue eyes were red... 'So much like his mother...' \"Did you think  \nI would let such a petty thing come between me and any of my sons?\" He pressed  \nthe muzzle to his in a gentle kiss. Orfid blushed, bending his head... \"Are you  \nstill loyal?\" And snapped it back up. Orfid thought he had been shocked all he  \ncould be... \"You are my father. My liege... What love I do not have for Shadow  \nis yours...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A grin. \"Good. As to why the...\" He pointed to the dagger some feet away, \"I  \nhad to be sure... More than Tongues will wag at having a son who prefers males.  \nAnd if I Die, as well as all Your Brothers, You Will Be King. What then?\" Orfid  \npressed his head to the huge chest. \"Then My Eldest Brother's Son may reign...\"  \nLifted it... This time the muzzle-press had nothing to do with a Father  \ncajoling his Son. The bruin was startled by the amount of lust in the kiss, but  \nhe returned it. Added to the caress when his own fires lit... Hasuy pulled back  \nfrom his son, feeling his lips burn. \"You will never wear the crown...\" As what  \nhe had done hit him, Orfid pressed his paw to his mouth. A claw lifted his  \nchin. \"Think you are the only one who has lain with males? In the marches,  \nThere are No females... So one does what one must with one's shield-brother.  \nSometimes, one finds one prefers the feel of a male to a female... But I am  \nKing. A king must have Heirs... What he does in another castle... Or when he is  \nin battle... Or his Wife dies, and he is in mourning....\" The prince's eyes  \nwent wide. \"But Father...\" A grin followed a head pat. \"Nothing like waking to  \na hand on your balls... Even if it doesn't have any hair.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bear put his paws on his head and shook it... He did find out one thing...  \nWhen you get too many shocks, you don't fall, you bounce! He shook himself,  \nthen grinned. \"I am a mess...\" Then took the male's paw in his and pressed it  \nto his forehead. Gave the furry appendage a kiss. Not the ritual press of lips  \non skin, but the impassioned nuzzle a lover gives his newly-found partner. The  \nother one smacked his butt... \"You are not so old I can't spank you, Prince...  \nNow, go clean up. I have other things to do besides cuddle my youngest...\"  \nOrfid again pressed the paw to his head. \"My Lord...\" Then, eyes shining with  \npride, he stood, and retrieving his clothing, walked out, head high. Hasuy  \nshook his own and growled. Then slammed his paw on the table. \"Well, Well,  \nWell...\" Safv walked into the room, locking the door behind him. \"Will you kiss  \nme as well, Father? Or do you prefer cubs...\" The king opened his mouth to yell  \nat his next-to-eldest son... To close it again as the bruin dropped his robe,  \nshowing a nicely muscled body... And a throbbing erection. The prince walked  \nover to slide a paw into Hasuy's robe and stroke his nuts....  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Safv found himself sprawled on the table, with a full-grown male on top of him.  \nHe laughed, and shoved his hips against the furry thighs, grabbing the head and  \npulling it down to be kissed. One paw grabbed his leg, holding his hips as the  \nmaleness butted blindly at his ass... Then found entrance. The younger animal  \ngrunted, arching as the pole slid deep into him. Teeth bit at a nipple, paws  \nurging the furry butt to entrench the thick cock faster. Instead, it slid  \nback... With a yelp, Safv jerked, trying to stop the exodus. Groped for the  \nslick meat... And had his paws slapped away. \"I'm on top... I will decide how  \nto fuck you.\" The bear stopped struggling, and went limp. \"As you wish...\" With  \none savage thrust, the king slammed his erection, sheath and all, into his  \nwilling son's butt. Holding onto the furry cheeks with both paws, he hunched  \nrapidly, making the entire table vibrate. Far from trying to stop the savage  \nbuggering, the male encouraged his lover to pound harder. To take longer  \nstrokes... Flesh met flesh, tongues twining. The huge dick was moving at good  \nspeed, as the hips gyrated, pistoning almost half the thick length at a time.  \nThey kissed over the smaller cock jutting out of Safv's crotch.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Claws tortured the fat nuts, squeezed the reddish penis. With a moan, the bear  \nbent, cum spouting in the air. Tongues got busy swiping at the sticky globules.  \nA jerk on the heated flesh brought another geyser. Between them, nothing  \nreached either paw or furry hips. Hasuy rode his son's orgasm, letting the  \nbruin hunch against him. When the wave became a ripple, he continued buggering  \nthe wailing creature. This time, his balls ignited and he pulled the haunches  \nto his crotch, roaring in pleasure. Semen jetted deep into the male's ass,  \nwashing it with warm liquid. He flopped, gasping as paws held him still so anal  \nmuscles could milk more scum out of the pulsating cock. At last they lay in a  \npuddle of sweaty fur. \"What about Orfid?\" The king shook his head. \"Yes...\"  \nLooked down at his son. \"What do You suggest?\" The bruin shrugged. Then patted  \nthe wet muzzle. \"I would never harm my younger brother... Sometimes, when he  \nwould have a bad dream, or something frightened him, he would come to my room,  \nand crawl into my arms. It was hard not to take advantage of the small muzzle  \nresting on my chest, The claws curling around my erection... He was too young  \nto understand what we did. But we both enjoyed it... He sucked well, even  \nthen.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He looked up at his father. Ran claws down the huge frame to where they were  \nstill joined. \"Many is the time I watched you sleep, wanting to feel you.  \nWishing to lie next to you and take that which sired me deep inside my ass.  \nNurse upon your staff of life...\" A chuckle as the king tousled his son's furry  \nhead. \"Shall we do it again?\" A grin as Safv lifted himself up to kiss a hard  \nnipple. \"Whatever pleases my lord.\" The bear grumbled. \"What would please me  \nmost is not to have such hot-blooded sons...\" A chuckle... \"Ah, but we do take  \nafter our Father... Eep!\" His swelling balls were given a squeeze. \"Shut up and  \nkiss me...\" Safv squirmed... \"I can't.\" Hasuy grunted, feeling the male grip  \nhim with strong anal muscles. \"Oh, Why?\" Another squeeze. \"Because you are in  \nmy ass... No! Wait!!\" The bear pulled his foot of maleness out of his son,  \nre-corking the gaping hole with a pair of claws. \"Well... I'm not now.\" He  \nslapped his dripping cock on the furred chest. Then gasped as a tongue longer  \nthan he had ever seen slid out of the brown muzzle and wrap it's pinkish self  \nthrice around his erection. The monarch shifted, pulling his son off the table  \nand onto the floor.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Paws slid across the muscular thighs to grab his butt and squeeze the furry  \ncheeks. With a snap of teeth, the cock vanished down the bruin's muzzle. Hasuy  \njerked, as the tongue unwound and got busy trying to empty his nuts... It  \nsucceed too. The king groaned, lifting the stone table up, as he arched and  \ncame into the leech's maw. Claws worked his ass over well, a couple sliding  \ninto the clutching orifice... And not until the last slimy drop was drained out  \ndid the suction lessen. A paw gently stroked the throbbing balls, while another  \nfollowed the clasped lips up to make sure the dregs were gotten. Then the  \nsensitive head was lashed and the bruin danced... Hasuy Finally got the demon  \noff his abused maleness, to have teeth chew on his nutsack! \"Aaugh! Stop!\" A  \nmuffled answer came from his groin as the horny animal attacked the furry butt-  \ncheeks. The weary king got his son up and off him. \"You are a Wanton  \nBastard...\" Got kissed. \"I follow my Father's foot-pads.\" With a grunt and an  \nass-fondling, the pair drained the wine cups that lay to one side and went to  \nbed. Servants chuckled to themselves, and cleaned the mess up.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \n\"So, you are from Hannat... The Bear looked over the scroll one more time. \"And  \nwhy have you come?\" A gloved hand pointed towards Chancellor Saahj. Another  \nrolled sheet was handed to the Castleholder. His eyes widened as accusations  \nand names unrolled before his eyes... It could Not be true! \"It just can't  \nbe...\" He looked first at the creature who stood before him, and whose seal  \nmatched the one on the bottom of the scroll, then at his trusted advisor. \"What  \nis it, Sir?\" 'Mere words...' He wanted desperately to say. But they stuck in  \nhis throat. There were too many facts, too much the scroll stated for it to be  \na ruse. Also... Nobody dared forge the Kings seal. And live long. Well... As  \nlong as Torturers Could keep them alive. \"It seems somebody believes you have  \nbeen in the wrong places, Counsel... This person has come to place you under  \narrest.\" The bear snorted. \"So, They now send Assassins to clean up their  \nmesses. Well, you may find me not so easy to kill.\" The cloak was dropped,  \nrevealing a male covered from head to foot in black. The Herald of Hannat rode  \none side of the chest, and a strange symbol the other... Saahj gasped. \"No...  \nYou Are Dead!\" A nasty-looking weapon was pulled from the bruin's robe.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I shall not surrender! Not to a ghost...\" He stabbed at the being, who grasped  \nhis sleeve. Jerked him forward, to leap over the startled male! An arm wrapped  \nitself around his throat, and he was flung bodily to the floor. 'You shall if  \nyou wish to keep your hide on your body and off the wall...' The black-robed  \none held a blade to his throat, dark steel with rust-red runes... Rrtik stared  \nin shock... First to find out his own Counsellor has been trying to start a  \nwar. Then a stranger who moves like the wind, but says nothing... He sat down  \nheavily. The hand moved... And the bruin laughed bitterly. \"No, Knight Shadow.  \nI will not fight you. I will take my chances on the dungeon.\" The Baron shook  \nhis head. Things fell into place... Secret meetings he had ignored. Scraps of  \ninformation and rumor he had turned a deaf ear to. With a growl, he splintered  \nthe wooden chair arm. Then stood. \"Guards!\" His voice was thunder. When a set  \nof armored bodies showed up, he flung a paw towards the pair. \"Escort these two  \nto the dungeon... I will take no chances.\" The sword whirled, to stop with a  \nsuddenness. \"No... Please...\" The Counsellor gasped, eyes going wide, as he  \nwatched the man slowly come to a stance. A blue eye went cold as ice... He  \nlifted himself up, and scrabbled across the floor like a crab. \"Resend you  \norder, Baron... I beg you... Take me away. Throw me in chains... But Please, Do  \nNot Anger him!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rrtik didn't like being told what to do. Especially not in his own castle...  \n\"Take them...\" One of the guards lifted his own blade. \"Now don't give us any  \ntrouble, Sir... Just come alon... Mmpf!\" He stepped back, nose bloodied from  \nbeing hit by the flat of the sword. Another lifted his pike, thrust it at the  \nhuman... And had it chopped to pieces by a whirling blade. Then a hand grabbed  \nhis and a shoulder slammed into his mid-section. He yelped when fingers slid  \nunder his leather skirt, finding a half-hardon, then grunted, being flung back  \nas the knight surged under him. \"I do not believe it...\" A sword shattered,  \nslamming into the stone floor. The being continued moving, keeping all 4 guards  \nbusy just trying not to lose body parts. One of the bears jerked, his balls  \nthrobbing at the caress they had been given when he and the male were pressed  \ntogether. For a moment, he hesitated... And a rock-hard fist took the wind from  \nhim. With a 'Whoof!' he was propelled backwards... To slam full into a wall.  \nThe Counselor watched the scene with growing horror. He turned again to Rrtik.  \n\"Apologize. Now... before he decides that nobody in this castle is worth  \nsaving....\" \"Daddy?\" The entire assemblage froze.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A voice came from the other side of the being. A cub walked towards them. \"Who  \nis he, Daddy? And why didn't somebody wake me... I like watching arms  \npractice.\" He reached up and grabbed the hanging hand. The entire room was  \nsilent. The young one looked up at the male, who lifted him up, squealing. The  \nBaron took a step forward. \"Please, Not my son...\" The sword vanished back into  \nit's holder, as the youth flew halfway to the rafters... To be deftly caught.  \n\"Again!\" And again he was tossed high. He laughed with delight, flapping his  \narms. \"Daddy, Look... I can fly!\" This time he was cradled in an arm and his  \ntummy was tickled. \"No... No...\" Holding the hand with both paws, he giggled.  \nThen was let down, to jerk his head as fingers dug into his neck, and made him  \nsqueal yet again. Rrtik smiled... Puzzled, but relieved. The dark-clad one  \nlifted his hands and bared his wrists. \"Shadow, This is my youngest. Say hello  \nto the Knight Shadow, Vkimh.\" The cub took a hand in his and pressed his  \nforehead to it. \"May your life ever be full...\" A finger ruffled his ear hair,  \nand he giggled. \"And why are you not in bed, Youth?\" The bruin turned, head  \ndown. \"I heard noises... And came to see if you needed help.\" A stern look at  \nhis flushed cheeks.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"More like going to rummage through the kitchen...\" He tossed the cub a fruit,  \nthen turned to one of the guards. \"Escort the prince back to his chamber... And  \nswat his rear if he gives you any trouble.\" The Prince looked mortified as a  \nguard lifted a spear and stepped behind him. \"Good eve, Sir...\" A complicated  \nbow made the little one swell with pride... And a tap on the floor with the  \nwooden rod made him move a bit faster towards the door. The Baron sighed.  \n\"Perhaps I have been too hasty... Saahj, You go to a cell. Shadow, Will you  \nfollow me please.\" The guards growled, but took the prisoner away. It took a  \nfew minutes to find someone who knew the signs that went for speech in some  \nplaces. In between the Baron just looked at the being who stood, head down. The  \ncowl was now off and the scars were a sight... When the bruin came, he nodded  \nto his liege and made the sign for greeting. 'I can hear, just not talk...' A  \ndark smile, as the man opened his robe, flipping the collar down. A gasp from  \nthe translator and a grimace from the Baron... Damn! No wonder he had said  \nnothing since arriving. And the letter Did ask for a translator who knew  \nHand-Talk. \"First... Why did you fight so hard at being put into the dungeon?  \nIt would have only been for a few days at most. And we do not torture our  \nprisoners...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'It was in a cell that I lost my... Virginity.' The baron stared at the  \ntranslator. \"Did he say...\" A nod. \"His cell mate in the dungeon had been one  \nwithout a mate for a long time... It seems the animal went through bunk-mates  \nrather quickly. And Shadow was basically tossed naked into his arms...\" Hands  \nmade more symbols. \"The guards, who look much like yours laughed as I... He...  \nWas raped.\" Rrtik sighed. How blind had he been? The male had been uneasy...  \nHis counsellor begged him not to get the being mad.... Ex-counsellor now. \"And  \nthe eye?\" He handed the being a cup of wine, feeling the fingers stroke his.  \nThe Baron couldn't deny he was intrigued by the creature, but not That much!  \n'The eye went in the arena... As did my voice. The one along my cheek was done  \nby the same animal as a paw ripped my jaws open so he could use my mouth... Why  \nwas I tossed into the monster's grasp? I refused to kill my opponent. A  \nbarely-grown cub, who never should have been there was given a sword he could  \nbarely carry and told to fight me. To the Death... When I hit his sword, he  \ndropped it and fell to my legs, crying in fear. He looked much like your's...'  \nA sip of the wine. \"He refused the order to kill the being. Killed the guard  \ninstead. Was tossed into the cell as punishment. Got to see the cub he saved  \nripped apart by wild animals.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rrtik gulped his own beverage down, hating the people on the Isle more and  \nmore... He flung the half-empty cup at the wall. \"I have been a fool... Will  \nyou forgive me, Sir Knight?\" The hands went to his shoulders. \"Tis I who  \ndeserve the beating... It has been long since I laid in a cell. And this is Not  \nthe Arena... I ask forgiveness.\" Rrtik nodded. Turned and grasped the hand,  \nnoticing it was missing a finger. This male's life would make a Great epic...  \nHe would commission one in the morning. As much as the Knight wanted to tell,  \nanyway... But right now was the time for re-forging ties, and strengthening  \nbonds. He knew many females who be honored to warm a hero's bed... But a page?  \nThe male grinned... 'A bed in the stable is as good as any.' Again, the Baron  \nfelt humbled. \"No... Gogmf.\" One of the guards appeared at the door. \"Ask Takh  \nto find a suitable bed-mate for our guest... Even if it means a Private Stall  \nin the Stable... Understand?\" The guard nodded and followed the robed one who  \nhad just about beat the fur off him. With little wonder... If half of what he  \nsaid was true....  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The eye-patch didn't cover the scar, and the jagged thing that ran under his  \nchin was no fake either. He put a paw on the shoulder. \"Will I do?\" A hand slid  \ninside his robe and fondled his balls... For a second time. Gogmf growled,  \nshoving the male against the wall, and kissing the pale lips. Hands stroked his  \nsides, dug into the furry butt. The bruin grunted, cock responding to the lust  \nthat made his head spin. He grinned and led the Knight to a side-chamber. \"We  \nwill not be disturbed until dawn, male...\" The creature was disrobing, and  \nthere were more scars criss-crossing the body. The guard tossed his own  \nclothing aside, wanting to run his claws over the smooth flesh. He turned and  \nstepping to the bed, reclined so his muscular body was shown to the male. \"We  \nusually wrestle to see who is on top, but I do not care to feel your shoulder  \nslam into my waist again.\" A grin, and a sign. The hands crossed each other,  \nthen flipped. When the male got to him, fingers traced his lips, moved to toy  \nwith his nipples, went down to slide along his cock, and finally stroked his  \nass. The being took his paw, kissed the palm. Moved it to compress a hard teat.  \nSlid it down father and frigged his cock through it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Finally, it was rested on the strong butt. The bear dug his claws into the  \nflesh and lifted the male to his side. They kissed, caressing each other's  \nbody. A quick flip brought wanton mouths in line with straining erections. The  \nmale was good... Too damn.... Shit! Orgasm blew out a fuse in his brain,  \nturning him into a rutting bear, whose only thought was to cram as much of his  \nspurting cock into the warm orifice as was possible. Then the one in his muzzle  \nblew... Gogmf growled around the penis, gobbling the sticky semen up. It was  \nsweet, thick and the animal sucked hard and long, wanting to drain the swelling  \nnuts as his own were being siphoned dry. He rooted around in the musky-smelling  \nthatch of hair to make sure he had all the cock in his muzzle. Then he shoved  \nthe male onto his back and pistoned his snout over the still jetting pole. When  \nhe had a mouthful the animal would swallow and lap at the still squirting head.  \nThen continued pumping the penis for more cum. He finally lay on the sheets,  \nholding the squirming male's groin to his lips. Lifting his paw out from under  \nthe man, he stroked the smooth flesh, then grunted and with teeth firmly  \nlatched on the shrinking penis, he fell asleep.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Gogmf awoke to find the creature hungrily nursing on his cock. Nuts jerking in  \nthe clutching fingers, he whimpered and blew his wad into the greedy gullet.  \nThen with a sigh, slumber took him in again, as a tongue cleaned residue from  \nthe shiny tip. Woke again to a foot nudging his butt... \"Hey, Sleepy... Quit  \nsucking on your claws and get to work.\" The bear found his digit quite wet, as  \nhe had been dreaming about the male. With a groan he saw his friend, and  \nsometimes-lover standing beside him. \"He must have been good. You are late for  \npractice... Hey!\" He jumped as the bruin grabbed his legs and shoving a  \nhot-tongued muzzle under his skirt, started chewing on his balls. \"And I  \nhaven't have breakfast either...\" Claws dug into his furry rump. \"Well... You  \ncan eat later.... Eeeee!\" He yelped as the insistent mouth latched onto his  \ndick and sucked it in. \"And waste this tasty piece of meat? Never!\" A robed  \nmale smiled, and made a sign at the standing one... Who grinned and returned  \nthe sign... Then leaned back to toy with a fat cock-head with his foot. Both  \nguards missed practice that day...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSo the Counsellor returned with reassurances and well-wishes. And Left again.  \nThe King didn't want him to go, nor did many of wiser heads on The Chamber  \nTable. But, He was resolute. 'You need no babysitter for the princes... And it  \nis time I moved on.' Nor would he take a reward. 'To work under such a great  \nand good king is reward enough.' He took the rank of Lord-General, however...  \nHasuy told him if he Didn't take the ribbon and rank, he would Personally tie  \nthe male to a door and carry him into the ceremony That way! When dinner was  \nfinished and wine was passed around, One of the burly guards stood beside the  \nLord. Then as one of many speeches started in his honor, the monster put a  \nrestraining paw. \"I gots orders, Sir... You is to stay if I have to sits on  \nyer.\" Another got up and told how his prowess was like none other either in  \nbattle or in bed. Snickers and giggles rose as more wonderful tales were told.  \nThe male put both hands on his head and shook it. Another rose to heap still  \nmore bull on top of the being who was trying to slide down in his chair... To  \nbe bodily pulled up. The best was when a scroll was read... The guard had to  \nkneel on the chair legs to keep the male in place. It was long and full of  \npraise and deeds the man had done, both in his life and in service to the King.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This was no easy task, since the Lord didn't want to listen to all the flowery  \nwords and cheers in his honor... And even though the hands were in front of him  \n(The guard put his paws over them, just to make sure...), His butt was shoved  \nin close proximity of the man's face. And this would not have been so bad,  \nexcept the male was chewing on the furry buns like a starved peasant! Halfway  \nthrough, the speaker paused for drink, and gave the bruin a chance to shift  \npositions... The others at the table watching this were most amused, since the  \nLord was known for pulling pranks. Perhaps he had somehow placed a few  \ncockleburrs on the guard, for that one had squirmed and jerked many a time. As  \nthe words came again, The bruin knelt on the table, holding the chair as it  \ntried to tip back so it's contents could slink away, and planted feet firmly on  \neither side of the legs so no escape That way was possible either... Since his  \nleather skirt covered the Lord's face, his balls more than once brushed against  \na warm mouth. The bear grunted... A tongue was caressing the fat nuts. He held  \nonto the chair and swallowed curses. Barely...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; More than once, the guard had to grit his teeth as smaller ones bit at the  \nhanging ovals. \"Easy duty, he says... Don't need no holder, he says... Justs  \nnurse-sit a shy Lord while he gets sung to, he says...\" And more nasties were  \nmuttered by the animal. At least both hands were on the table... When the final  \naccolade was said and the last bard had done, the guard lifted off him and  \ngrowled. His dick was hard as rock and his balls were swollen with desire for  \nthe warm mouth that had been teasing them for hours! The final straw was when  \nthe Lord slapped his thigh. This was done to a soldier to indicate he had done  \ngood work. Or comrades may slap each other's thighs before going into town, as  \nan indication they were going to screw themselves silly... This slap was a  \ndiversion. All saw the hand hit his leg and applauded the Lord for being a good  \nsport... Nobody saw the hand that gave the bear-cock a quick stroke, teasing  \nthe tip, before vanishing... Oooohhh!! Now he had to stand at attention with a  \nhard-on that was on the verge of pouring a river of spunk... When all were  \ndone, The guest-of-honor stood, and lifted his arms to the assemblage. \"Speech!  \nGrace us with thy words...\" The man shook his head....  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"My poor eloquence would not do justice to such a distinguished gathering...\" A  \nTranslator solemnly repeated, \"However there is one who might... If he would be  \nso kind....\" Then pointed at a bruin down the table. \"What?!\" The hands lifted  \nup... \"Please, Good Lord. Yours is a gift of speech I could never hope to  \nequal...\" Tihur could not believe his eyes. Or his ears... The pompous bastard  \nwanted Him to deliver a speech?! \"I ask forgiveness... I must leave to pack...  \nAnd Someone who waits impatiently for my return, is probably ready to bean me  \nfor being late... Again!\" The assemblage laughed and heartily wished the new  \nLord on his way to whoever waited... Then settled back to hear what Tihur would  \nadd to the accolades. As he left, the robed one gathered up the bear who he has  \nso abused, probably to give him a coin and a pat for doing such a good job of  \nkeeping him in place, and being a good sport. Hasuy sighed.... Then grinned...  \nThe male was shrewd. Damned smart too! Who better to raise ones praises than  \none who hates your guts? He sipped his wine watching the bear turn red as he  \ntried unsuccessfully to reign his temper. The guard was too busy to hear the  \nspeech.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He was holding onto the wall as the same mouth that had made his nuts swell was  \nbetween his legs and doing things to him that even the most wanton chambermaid  \nnever had. Fingers mauled his butt-cheek, while others more gently played with  \nthe swollen nut-sack. The mouth was everywhere! Nibbling on the inside of his  \nthighs, making him sweat and moan. Rolling his testicles around in their fleshy  \nholder, so a hand could stroke the long penis. Then it collared the pointed  \ntip, licking off the pre-cum bubbling out of the slit. \"My Lord... I... I'm  \nabout to... Eeep!\" Both hands grabbed his ass and jerked the furry hips forward  \nso his sword could be sheathed full down the hungry gullet. Orgasm ignited his  \nnuts, burned across the sweaty buttocks, where fingers were kneading and  \ngroping. Up the spinal cord to make a paw drop heavily and press the head  \ncloser to the furry groin. He stuffed his other paw into his mouth to keep from  \nroaring! Something hit the bear in the back of his head, buckling his knees and  \nmaking lights dance before his eyes. Ejaculate poured out of the tortured cock,  \nto disappear into a vortex of suction. He grunted as the tongue caressed his  \ncock-root.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Throat muscles pulled insistently on the quivering pole, dredging still more  \nscum from his churning balls, to vanish down the insatiable maw. \"Please...\" He  \nwhispered to the monster at his groin. Fingers clasped his testes and mauled  \nthem... And not until they were well drained did the male stop the siphon. The  \nguard puddled down the wall, gasping. Hands stroked his sweaty chest. Then  \ngripped his head and the male pressed a cheek to his. A coin was pressed into  \nhis palm, and with a last kiss, the horny Lord was gone... The guard made his  \nway unsteadily back to the roundhouse. \"Well, Dids I steer ya straight? A  \ngrass-walk... Oooof!\" The bear slammed his fist into the other's paunch.  \n\"Yeah... I got me rear chewed fer the better part of a candle, got me nuts  \nslavered over for another and then His Lordships decides ta have Me as his  \nafter-dinner snack! I won't be able to Look at a female for weeks...\" The  \nsergeant growled at them to be quiet... \"Hey, was he dressed in black? Said  \nnext to nothin?\" A nod... The other one, who looked like a raccoon, chuckled.  \n\"Be glads that's all he did ta ye. That were the Prince's pet-lover...\" Things  \ngrew quiet... \"Some says that is the reason He is leaving. So The Prince can  \nstay...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A growl got their attention. \"Any more scuttlebutt about the sexual escapades  \nof the upper house, and you All may do night duty in the Nocker's Quarters...  \nNaked, With yer paws tied above yer head! Now get to sleep...\" They grumbled,  \nbut many snickered about who would succumb to the 'ladies' in the most seedy  \npart of town, and many a dick got well-pawed that eve.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSafv was the last one to visit the male. He grinned, bolting the door. \"I knew  \nall about you and Orfid... Hell, most everybody with half a brain did...\" He  \nstepped into the room, and tossing his cloak to one side, latched the door. The  \nprince wore nothing other than his fur... He grabbed his ringed breasts and  \nshoved them at the robed male. \"What do you think? They are sliver. The  \nnose-ring is gold...\" He hit it with a claw, making the circle gleam. \"One of  \nmy lovers used to stick his balls through it, and make me suck on him until  \nthey were drained enough to slide out... Do you like it rough?\" Robe didn't  \nmove. \"Don't come 'High-N-Mighty' with Me... Little Brother wasn't the first  \nmale you laid with in this castle... Nor the last...\" He grunted, pulling his  \ntesticles between two claws, until they were tightly compressed and offered  \nthem to the male. Robe Still didn't move... \"Bastard! I wanted you for a Long  \ntime... Sometimes I watched you and the little snit go at it. I pretended I was  \nthe one under you, while I jerked off... Don't feel like eating dick?\" He  \nturned and wriggled his muscular butt at the male. Still nothing... \"What's the  \nmatter? My ass isn't good enough for you?! How about my mouth, then...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He flicked his long tongue out and slid it slowly over an erect nipple, toying  \nwith the ring. Then his paws made a sign. 'Mate or Be Mated!' And he grabbed  \nthe cloth-covered butt... Suddenly, he was flung onto the bed. The prince  \nstared at the three-bladed dagger inches from his eyes. Fingers slid into his  \nanus. 'Too big. Carve out a new hole to use...' Safv half believed he would.  \n\"Promise to fuck me well? Then do it!\" He grabbed the head, and pulled it down  \nto kiss the male wantonly. A hand grabbed his tongue and pulled it up through  \nthe nose-ring... \"Wha... Glurk!\" The robe was flung to the floor along with the  \nweapon, and a pair of nuts slid over his tongue-tip. He could just lap on  \nthem... But just. The bear growled... Then grinned. Maddening bastard! Well,  \ntwo could play at that game... He slid claws through the butt-cheeks above him  \nand stroked the puckered butt-hole. One slid in... And he was free again.  \nKeeping the claw in place, he added another, working the button of flesh over  \nwell. Then pulled his tongue out of the ring, so he could pay more attention to  \nthe cock bobbing before him. \"I don't need oiling...\" He rubbed his muzzle  \nalong one side of the shaft, then the other. Nuzzled the fat head, nibbling on  \nit...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A finger opened his mouth. Then his ring was flipped up and the slick penis was  \nshoved through it! Safv's eyes crossed looking at the thing... \"No, No... You  \nput your nuts there... Umf!\" The male's testicles were placed in his mouth  \ninstead and the jaw pressed shut. Grabbing the muzzle, he hunched against the  \ngold hoop. 'Oooo... How bizarre! I Knew he would be fun!' The animal slurped  \nand munched on the swelling balls thoroughly. Then pressed his fangs in the  \nsack. Not hard, but enough to make the male jerk... Claws stroked the smooth  \nbutt. 'Cum on my forehead, and I will bite these...' A hand tweaked one of the  \nnipple rings. 'Bite Too hard, and I won't be able to...' The man jerked again  \nas the bear worked his scrotum over well. 'Promise?' A sigh... 'I Promise not  \nto cum on your forehead...' The animal relaxed and inhaled the scent of  \nmale-musk. 'I will aim for your Ears!' Safv laughed... His tongue slid out,  \nover the ring, down the shaft and rubbed at the cock-head like an amorous pink  \nsnake. \"Pleath...\" A third claw threatened to enter the tight anal ring. A nod  \nmade bruin lift the soaked nuts out with his own paw and gave each a kiss. Then  \npulled the penis back through the ring. The tip was also kissed... Then  \nvanished into the maw.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'I thought you wanted it...' He sucked hungrily, working his muzzle over the  \npole well. 'A nibble first... You'll last longer.' Hands stroked his ears,  \ntoyed with his tits and in general played havoc with the mammal's nervous  \nsystem. Who in turn munched, slurped and nursed on the cock, which while not  \nbig, wasn't anything to sneeze at either. It fitted nicely on his tongue, and  \noccasionally tapped his tonsils. And gave up it's syrup most generously... Safv  \ngrowled, holding the spurting head just inside his mouth so the stuff could  \nflow down his tongue... 'Tasty...' He lapped at it. Then swallowed the thing  \none again. The bear sucked gently on it like cub with a sweet he wants to make  \nlast. 'My turn...' Fangs bit into the fleshy pole. 'Only if it goes up my  \nass...' The snake-like tongue wrapped around his shrinking cock and  \nrhythmically squeezed on it, keeping the pole fat and swollen. Like the nuts  \nhis claws worked over well. 'Alright...' The horny animal let the maleness out  \nof his mouth... To kiss the tip. \"Return soon...\" Kissed it again. Then  \ngrabbing the man's nuts, guided the thing across his chest. A hand stopped his.  \n\"What? Ohh...\" The dick was rubbed across his hard nipples. Then another tug  \nsent it downward. To rub a larger one. The ball-sacks got squashed together.  \nSafv grabbed both cocks and squeezed them. \"Just what I always wanted... Now  \nGet it in me!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Won't fit...' The bear grunted. \"What do you mean? I've taken dicks twice as  \nbig as yours...\" His penis was bent down. 'Not long enough... Won't bend.' The  \nerection slapped his stomach. \"Funny... Now bugger me, Damnit!\" The male lifted  \nhis legs and knelt... To fall in. 'Should have cut a new hole...' Safv laughed  \nand gripped the maleness. Not too long. Not too wide... Comfortable. That was  \nit... A Comfortable fit. And one he could enjoy all night. And damn near had  \nto! \"Will you blow already? Damn! I like being humped as much as anybody... But  \nyou would try a dead male's patience!\" 'You wanted me to last...' \"Yeah... But  \nnot the whole damn night!\" He howled, feeling the male Finally spurt deep  \ninside his guts. And pulled out! \"What? Wait!\" Hands grabbed his ears and  \nroughly pulled his panting muzzle to the slimy cock. A thrill ran down Safv's  \nspine... \"Oh, Yes, Master!\" His tongue slid out and rapidly cleaned every bit  \nof cum, excrement, and whatever else was on the cock off. When it was shiny and  \npolished, he slid it into his mouth... To have it jerked out. \"Master?\" He was  \nflung back, the male astride his hips. He was rode hard and without mercy. His  \nswollen nuts exploded, spewing sticky semen deep into the creature.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When the river became a trickle, the man jerked on his tit-rings. \"Yes... I  \nWill suck.... Mmmpf!\" Knees slid on either side of his muzzle. A sweaty pair of  \nballs slapped his nose. Safv growled and grabbing the wet ass-cheeks, buried  \nhis jaws between them. His tongue slid deeper into the male than his cock was  \nbefore, cleaning every last drop of sweet cum out. Then slid the thighs back so  \nhe could chew on the swollen testicles. As fingers twisted his rings and the  \nflesh they were attached to, he sucked like a banshee on the hard dick. One paw  \nwas firmly holding the groin in place, while the other frigged an abused piece  \nof male-meat. The penis jerked, pumping thick male-seed into his muzzle. The  \nbruin growled, gulping the stuff down as fast as it could be siphoned out. Then  \nhis own maleness gave out a trickle of cum. Even so, he didn't let go of the  \nspurting cock until it was drained of even insemenal fluid. Then he bit the  \npenis and moved the man so he could clean himself off... Sighed, and kissed the  \nmale. \"Was that so bad?\" A grin, as a hand stroked his side. He turned over and  \npressed his butt against the man, Took a hand and pressed his nuts into it.  \nGrunted as fingers squeezed the shrunken testicles. And fell asleep, with a  \ndreamy smile.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When he awoke, it was to find somebody dropped a hungry Wolder on him... Teeth  \ndug into his nose. He moaned and tried to pull away... Then the mouth was on  \nhis nipples, chewing on the rings and nipping the hard flesh. Then the monster  \nvanished... \"Wha? YEEP!\" He jerked upright as his feet were attacked next. It  \nwas bad enough that a tongue was curling around a toe-claw, but something was  \ntickling the hell out of his other foot-pad. \"Please...\" He gasped, trying to  \nreach down and stop the torture of his extremities. The mouth switched to the  \nother foot, as hands stroked his calf muscles erotically... Safv moaned, and  \nlay back. His legs were lifted and tossed over strong shoulders. \"Oh, Yes...  \nTake Me!\" The being continued onward, stroking his seeping penis across the  \nhole that gaped wantonly. His shoulders were grasped... And the male surged  \nupwards! \"What? Ooof!\" The bear found himself bent into a crescent. The man  \ngrinned at him, then lifted up to slide his erection between the bruin's legs,  \nand stroke the reddish penis with it. The Prince grinned himself... This was  \nSooo Kinky! If a bit hard on the spine...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He opened his mouth, grabbed the smooth ass, and lifted up to wrap his tongue  \naround the twin dicks. Mmmm.... Sucking was not impossible, so Safv tried it.  \nHis nuts were mauled, and he stuck a claw up to the paw in the human's butt in  \nretaliation... Then shoved three down his own. Wow! This was too much. The bed  \nsqueaked as the occupants got violent in their movements. The animal jerked,  \nsnarling as a hand dropped to toy with his nipples. Having both paws busy, Safv  \ncould not reciprocate... He could, however stick another claw into the already  \npulsating anus. Damn! A finger stuck itself in his butt, helping the ones  \nalready busy at work. With a muffled howl, the bear blew his wad down his  \nthroat. He sucked greedily on the penis... And the other one exploded. The  \nPrince was going to drown in sweet ejaculate... And He loved it! He glugged the  \nsticky spunk down, throat working overtime. One pulled out... \"No! I wasn't  \nthrough with that!!\" Was what he tried to say... Then his claws were jerked out  \nof his anus and the slick dick was stuffed there instead. Now Safv was Really  \nrode! His cock hit zenith in his throat, as his groin was compressed into his  \nsnout. Pulled back... And shoved back again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; This went on for quite a few minutes, the bruin wheezing as a few breaths got  \nin between lunges. Then the man did something Really nasty! He gripped the  \nfurry hips and humped twice as fast as he hunched. Then slower, riding the  \ntwisting buttocks. Faster... Slower.... 'Bastard, Cum!' And so the man did...  \nspewing one last time in the abused bruins' ass. Then pulled free, allowing the  \nweary bear to unwind. One last lick, and Safv dropped back to the bed. His back  \nached, but he had been in that position before... A mug of wine was pressed  \ninto his paw. He grunted and sipped the beverage. His eyes were on the male who  \nwas standing in a stone ring. A bucket of water was dumped over him. Then a  \nbrush scrubbed the flesh well. Another bucket rinsed off cleanser and dirt. The  \nanimal growled... Drained the mug and stalked towards the male who had a towel  \nin one hand. \"Allow me...\" He buried his muzzle in between the butt-cheeks,  \nlicking the man's entire crotch. Paws took the cloth and worked it slowly over  \nthe scarred legs. 'Was there a place on this body that Didn't carry a scar?'  \nHis tongue busily searched the groin... Teeth marks on both his cock and  \nscrotum. Claw scars on the muscular ass... He rubbed his muzzle against them,  \ncontinuing to dry off the male. Perhaps...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Hah! Both back and chest were a patchwork of small and large furrows. The  \nnipples were fairly intact, and hard as he teased at one. Fingers clutched his  \nsemi-erection. 'No ring?' Safv looked over the smooth shoulder... but not  \nbefore biting it. \"Hmmm?\" Fingers pinched the red flesh. 'No ring here?' The  \nbear laughed... \"Not yet... Would you like me to put one there?\" The towel was  \nstroked down the arms, then up to finish off drying the face and hair. The  \nPrince turned his lover and stared at the socket that once held an eye. \"Did it  \nhurt much?\" He pressed his lips to the hole, then slid his tongue into it...  \nTeeth experimentally pressed the flesh, feeling the size of the fang holes in  \nthe bone. \"He Must have been huge!\" 'They were...' They?! Safv had a hundred  \nquestions, but a kiss and a slap on his butt told the bear his visit had come  \nto an end. \"Stay... Be My lover. I will keep you entertained... Mmpf!\" Another  \nkiss silenced all talk. 'I will miss you...' He held the male to him, pressing  \ntheir nipples and cocks together. 'No you won't... You have a whole Castle to  \nscrew.' The Prince laughed and gave the double-pawful of ass a good squeeze.  \n\"Yes... But none like you. Return and visit...\" His own butt got mauled.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Come out and see the world sometime...' His gold ring was pulled down and his  \nnose kissed. He retrieved his robe and shrugged it on... Then pressed both paws  \nand muzzles with the man. Halfway down the corridor, the bear felt a tingle...  \nHe shrugged and continued on. The animal barely made it to his room... His  \nentire body throbbed with lust. \"Wha?\" he quickly stripped as just feeling the  \nrobe stroking his fur was too much to bear. He made himself grab the cloth and  \nshake it... Nothing... Then in one pocket, he found some fine powder that  \nshimmered... \"Harr Dust! In the wine... \" He shook his paw then groaned as even  \nclenching his claws together was too pleasurable to stand. \"You Bastard!! I'll  \nGet You For... AAAUGH!\" Breathing became pleasure. Safv slid claws through his  \nfur and danced in a self-induced orgy. His tongue slid out to tickle the tips  \nof his ears. He gave his nuts a squeeze and twisted his flaccid cock. No  \nluck... The narcotic would be with him for a while longer... A megagasm turned  \nhis brain to mush, and he shrieked softly. Every hair stood on end and neurons  \nburned with Pleasure... The creature fell onto it's bed and lay, quite  \ninsensitive to the tugs and pulls of the chambermaids.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Cold water thrown on the shuddering head did as much good as wine poured down  \nthe throat... None. Then Safv rose up and gave out such a moan, the entire crew  \njumped to find a doctor. And when He showed up, he found a weary bear, coat  \nglistening with sweat. A paw waived him closer. \"Tell that Bastard it was the  \nbest gift in remembrance... And I Will Get Him Back!\" Then he sighed and passed  \nout. The coati shook his narrow head, then walked towards the door. He stopped  \na moment and bent to take a pinch of the dust on the ground. Gave a tentative  \nsniff... Then sneezed! Found more in a robe pocket. It was a grinning creature  \nthat ordered bed-rest for the Prince. And wine for himself...  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nHasuy hugged the robed male. 'Care to check and see that I don't take the Good  \nSilver?' The bruin laughed... \"You may have anything you desire from me...  \nErp!\" A hand patted his nuts. \"Except those...\" The frown was replaced by a sad  \nsmile. 'Bye, My Liege... And tell Iuy not to get fat. I may just return to  \ntickle his... Chin.' The king chuckled, then gripped the strange paw. \"You may  \nreturn any time you care to, My Lord-General. Get used to it... The Rank is  \nYours now.\" A shrug... 'A favor...' \"Name it...\" The robe was flung open and  \nthe bruin's nipples were chewed upon. Then his cock got inhaled. He growled and  \njerked the man upright. \"Stop that!\" 'Just wanted to see if they tasted the  \nsame as the others...' The swipe missed his head by a claws-breadth. Then he  \ngave the crazy male another kiss and watched his General walk down the road.  \nWriggling his hips like a saucy Barmaid... He laughed. And went back inside to  \ntell his sons.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nOrfid looked over the greenery that spread before him like a picnic blanket. He  \nsighed, resting what was left of one paw on the stone. A wing rested on his  \nshoulder. \"Commander?\" He turned, looking at the creature who was his First  \nCaptain. And lover for the last few days. Then he grinned and stroked the  \nunderside of the hard beak with his wrist. \"In a hurry for the sun to descend,  \nso we may tousle with the Second GuardKeeper?\" One dark eye speared him. They  \ndanced at the thought of having two mammals in bed at the same time. \"Still  \nmiss him...\" The bear nodded. More than a few years had passed since the male  \nhad left the Castle. Since then, twice they had went to battle. The last one  \ncost Hasuy his life and Orfid some fingers. He limped as a spear had ripped his  \nleg as well. He sighed, then turned and followed the multi-colored avian back  \ninside the garrison. A page came and saluted. \"Rider, Sir. Coming from the  \neast. Will be here by dark.\" Hmm... \"Alone?\" A nod. \"No others. Perhaps a  \ntrader... He does have a small wagon in tow.\" A nod. \"Bid the being welcome -  \nBut make sure Somebody rummages through the goods...\" A grin and the youth was  \noff. Down in the Gateway, the guard sighed. It had been long since he had  \nfollowed his Prince here... He scratched at his balls. Then grinned as he saw  \nhis partner eye the movement with interest... No females within miles. Even the  \nmounts were all male. Hsut scratched a shoulder against the wood post.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Not that He minded... Mals was a good tousle. \"Another candle-mark... Then we  \neat.\" A long, black tongue slid out to mat brown fur, as it's owner grunted. \"I  \nmay not last, Hsut...\" The bruin smiled. \"You know the rules...\" The dark  \nappendage waggled enticingly. \"Well, Perhaps just a jerk.... Hey!\" Membraned  \narms wrapped themselves around his hips. \"I'll have you off in minutes... You  \nwatch that Trader.\" His half-erect cock vanished into the warm muzzle. Teeth  \nand tongue got him erect in moments. Then the leech got busy, nursing hungrily  \nat the bruin's groin. The guard could only groan and dig his claws into the  \nwood as the bat lavered over the sensitive head. Then swallowed the reddish  \npole to the sheath. He shuddered, throat muscles tugging hungrily on the smooth  \nflesh. The bear twisted, then arched out of the chair, balls igniting. The  \nmammal rode the shuddering male, gulping the thick stuff down. \"Again...\" It  \ngrowled, still swallowing. \"But...\" The red eyes glared into his and sharp  \nteeth bit his sheath. \"Keep watch... You won't last long. I promise...\" The  \nbear knew he should pay more attention to the being who even now could be  \nplainly seen coming towards them...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But a tongue rasping at his cock-tip made his vision blur. He grabbed the  \nfurred head and stuffing his dick in to the hilt, blew his wad a second time  \ninto the creature's maw. Teeth gritted, the animal slid down to the cool floor.  \nThis didn't stop the bat from continuing to nurse at his lover's groin... Until  \nthe nuts clasped tightly in a paw were drained, he stayed glued to the hairy  \ncrotch. The creature twisted his head, sliding off the shrinking maleness with  \na corkscrew motion... True to his word, the reed's shadow that marked time had  \nbarely inched over a few notches. \"Bet you a good buggering, the male will be  \nbi...\" The bear propped himself up on an elbow and tried to catch his breath.  \n\"And how do you know that our guest is a male?\" A grin... \"The same way I know  \nwhen your balls need attention...\" The bat nuzzled the flaccid globes. Then  \ngave them a lick. \"Do you want to go out, or shall I?\" The bear grunted. \"Both  \nof us have to go... The Prince wants somebody to take a good look at what the  \npeddler has... Don't want any SmilSnakes...\" A nod. \"True...\" They dressed, And  \nwith one last fondle, left to stand in the gateway.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe cart creaked as the animal pulled it forward. A grunt as a hand stroked the  \nbroad back. The bull plodded along, alert for danger, but easy in his traces. A  \nwhile ago the male had slid off his back and now walked beside him... Showed no  \nsigns of stopping for a mating... At least not yet. He tossed his shaggy head,  \ngathering information on the structure ahead. \"Males. Many. Some horny. Trade  \nmore than goods...\" This information was digested in silence. The bull flicked  \nhis tail at a fly, then used the tufted end to rub at his nuts. Indeed they  \nwould... He eyed the pair of males who stood before the gate. \"Good day,\" one  \nhailed them. \"And how may The Landsend Garrison serve, Sir?\" Nizlh snorted. \"We  \nare traders in goods, and spices, Guardian of the Gates. My partner doesn't  \nspeak... A childhood affliction.\" The robed one bowed. Hsut nodded. \"We must  \nask permission to look over your wares... Orders.\" The bull snorted, and shook  \nhis head. \"Very well, but remember... Damaged goods are bought goods.\" The bat  \ngrinned and watched as the man unbundled a variety of things. He watched  \ncooking utensils, and musical instruments appear from wrappings. Casks were  \nshaken, and sniffed at. He bartered for a carved knife with sheath.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The bear also purchased a few items. The pair of chests that weren't allowed to  \nbe opened were vouchsafed for. Since a royal crest was stamped on the locks,  \nthey didn't ask... Wondered much, but didn't ask. With the help of a couple of  \nPages, everything was re-packed and the gates raised. Orfid wondered as the  \npair walked in to his court. A hand was Always touching the animals's shoulder.  \nAnd the bull was muttering... \"Stop. Now kneel.\" They both did. Orfid bid them  \nrise. The page whispered names in his ear. Shade was the one in the robe, Nizlh  \nbeside him. Only the bull spoke... \"May we see his face?\" The animal snorted.  \n\"He can hear, Lord... Shade?\" The man lifted his cowl... To reveal a hood of  \nsome sort. It went from mid-cheek up, hiding the eyes. Scars cut into the  \nbearded jaw... The bear bid them sit. Watched the bovine skillfully maneuver  \nhis partner around the end of the table and walk him to the place they were to  \nsit. Nizlh waited until the male was seated, then moved the chair and dropped  \nonto his rump. A bowl was brought for the animal, and filled with wine.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"And how did you meet, if I may ask?\" The bull finished his mouthful. \"We were  \nin the same Regiment. A blast took Shade's eyesight, and crippled me. Somehow  \nwe managed to crawl under a wagon... And when we came to our senses, we found  \nourselves the only ones left alive. Since Shade was a carver before joining up,  \nhe returned to his craft. And I help him as best I can...\" A hand touched his  \nshoulder. \"You sure?\" A nod... \"My Lord... Shade wishes to give you a gift. If  \nyou will but stand him to touch your face for a time, he will carve your  \nlikeness...\" Orfid was delighted. \"Perhaps we can exchange gifts...\" The male  \nshook his head. \"My Lord... We would be delighted to join you. However, my  \npartner's disease took more than just his voice. I am used to seeing his body,  \nso it does not offend me... Others may not be so kind. So We must decline...  \nWhat? No, I have no need... You Sure...\" The man nodded. \"Well. If My Lord  \nwould not mind One of us... It seems Shade wishes to be left alone for a time.  \nHe sometimes does this to me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; So Orfid made a room ready, and told the staff there was a extra guest at this  \nevenings sport. After dinner, the bear cleaned up, put on his rings and sat in  \na seat. The man was brought over to him... Stood behind him. Fingers, soft as a  \nwhisper, traced the back of his head. Ran over his ears, caressed the  \ninsides... Orfid found himself getting turned-on. It was Hard Not to be... Such  \na delicate touch. Down to follow his muzzle... Spread to cover his mouth, chin.  \nStroked his jaw... Damn! This was getting serious... He barely stifled a moan,  \nwhen his nose was gently rubbed. The spiders ran across the side of his head  \nand went down to stroke his neck. The bruin grabbed the chair and grunted...  \nHis robe ballooned. The fingers dug onto his neck, kneading, grasping. \"Wha...  \nMmm... Mpf!\" There was a sudden \\*Crack\\* ... And Orfid found himself unable to  \ndo anything! His head flopped forward. 'Oh, Shit! The Bastards an assassin...  \nJust broke my neck.' But an arm slid across his chin and lifting his head back  \nup, the other hand smacked him between the shoulders. Feeling returned with a  \nrush... The male stepped back and waited. The Prince worked his now limber neck  \naround... 'Damn... I need a massage.' And chuckled... It had been Years since  \nhis neck had been popped.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A guard escorted the silent one to his room. And watched him remove the robe.  \nTo reveal another one. Except this one had short sleeves. The arms that came  \nout were scarred and pitted... Ugly in the extreme. The wolf felt pity for such  \na male... But Not enough to want to see the Rest of him. He left, closing the  \ndoor. Heard the bolt slide home. Poor fellow... He waited a moment more, then  \nwent back to the Main Hall. He might Still be on Duty, But more often than not  \na few minutes with an over-eager male could be wangled... And if not... Then  \nthe exhibitions were Always a sight to behold!  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \n\"First on the agenda tonight is some sword-play. The usual rules, Please...  \nWinner gets 10 silver coins. Loser gets a whack on the butt!\" The gallery  \nlaughed... Many a squire had gotten his ego bruised by having to drop his pants  \nbefore his Lord and getting his exposed rear swatted. They also Studied  \nharder... Of course, Some of the males dropped their pants because they Liked  \nbeing spanked! The bull watched quietly as the beings worked up a sweat with  \ntheir blades. Commented on some stroke or parry, but generally kept silent.  \nThat was because he was trying not to laugh! He had seen the 'blind one' take  \non a band of thieves... And send them running! He coughed... Gasped. 'No...  \nYes! Do it. Show Yourself, Master of The Darkness!' The last of the fighters  \nwere done and Maak was hardly winded. \"Any others wish to fight me?\" He  \ngrinned, sure of his coinage and a kiss from the Prince. A noise got his  \nattention.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Come forth, then...\" The guards parted as hands pressed on their shoulders.  \nOrfid watched as a being made his way into the room. He gasped... A creature  \nclad entirely in black armor was before him. On the chest was a Dragon's Paw.  \nThe bear racked his brains trying to remember where he had seen that Emblem  \nbefore. There was no mistaking this was a Knight... He bowed to the Prince. And  \nto his opponent... Who grinned and bowed back. This was More Like It! Four feet  \nof steel was pulled from it's scabbard and held up. Maak grinned and tapped the  \nblade. Heavy... Would tire easily. He jumped in, working the metal well. Then  \njumped back again... The being hadn't so much as shuffled his feet! And yet,  \nnot one blow landed on the armor. All had been deflected... A deep chuckle came  \nfrom the helm. Then the Wolverine, who all his life had beaten opponents, found  \nhimself sprawled on the floor! Orfid watched as with one gigantic blow, his  \nbest went down on his butt, sword broken. There was something familiar about  \nthe being... \"May we see your face?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The head moved sideways. Then the male sheathed his sword, turned and walked  \nout of the hall. Orfid was in lust... He Had to have that male in his paws.  \n\"Then you forfeit the silver...\" The being continued walking. The guards  \nstiffened as he passed, but didn't try to stop him. The next day, another  \nproclamation went out. The best archers were to meet in the fields by mid-day  \nfor a tournament. Winner to get a gold pouch from the hand of the Garrison  \nCommander. \"And something more...' was whispered throughout the hillside. The  \nCommander was known to kiss those who did well. And bed those who did  \nexceptional... By mid-day the field was filled with archers. Hooded robes stood  \nbeside lanky frames with little more than a scrap of cloth on. Again, a dark  \nrobed one won. And again he refused both purse and for his face to be seen, for  \nhe had a mask on this time... Orfid was beside himself! \"What do I do now?  \nOffer to wrestle him nude... It would be fun, but I doubt he would take such  \nobvious bait. Damn! Where have I seen that armor before...\" As he lay, stroking  \nthe fur on his lover's stomach, an image came...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A Black-clad creature standing before him, sword dripping blood. \"Have you come  \nfor me, then?\" A dark hand, shaped as none he had ever seen, jerked the pole  \nfree from his leg, and snapped it. Then lifted him up and carried him over one  \nshoulder like a sack of flour. Dropped him in the arms of a startled guard,  \nthen left. Later, he heard of a monster who strode throughout the battle,  \ntaking on all comers, no matter which side. Then the King died... And a Black  \ndemon lit by his side. Iuy told him later about it... Hasuy was felled by the  \nDark Guards of FallsTree. He stood them off as long as he could, and was about  \nto go down himself, when a whirlwind of steel engulfed the monsters. \"It was  \nlike a fiend was loosened upon them. A head struck me full on the chestplate.  \nWithout a body... Before another candle-mark, I was covered in blood. 'Is he  \ndead?' it asked... I nodded. The growl was horrible. 'Whom do I kill to add to  \nhis bearers.' I shrugged. 'You have already taken his slayers.' Then he lifted  \nhis huge sword and broke it over his thigh! 'This steel shall never serve  \nagain...' Then walked Through a squad who came to rescue us...\" The bear  \nshivered. \"Cold, Love?\" The ferret draped his skinny frame over Orfid's.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Gave the male a kiss. \"Better...\" The bruin chuckled softly. Then racked his  \nbrains again, trying to remember where he had seen that hand before... It  \nshould be easy to do. The thing was missing a finger. He looked over at his  \nbust... The man did very good work... But would not take a commission. He  \npreferred the open road... Sometimes Orfid wished he was as free. But he had a  \nGarrison to run...  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe next day another contest was called for. And this one was really strange...  \n\"All males who wish to vie for a silver coin may step behind a wall and drop  \ntheir pants. Their maleness shall be put through a hole. Then, they will be  \nbrought to ejaculation. The ones the Prince enjoys shall receive a Gilder.\" The  \nline went around the block... A dozen at a time, they were lined up behind the  \nwall, so nobody could see their faces, except the Watch Commander. It was  \ninteresting to watch... Twelve cocks were lined up and dropped out the large  \nholes cut into a plank. Then the Prince would step in front of the wall, and  \nplay with the dicks. Most had to be washed before Orfid would even Touch them.  \nSome only needed a few pulls to splatter, with jeers and laughter from the  \nspectators. Some took a bit of work... But some he knelt before and took into  \nhis mouth... The gulps told those waiting when the nuts got drained. But, even  \nthough he got more cum than the last Orgy, He was Still disappointed. None was  \nthe one he wanted... \"Damn!\" A guard grinned, stroking the hard male-meat. \"I  \nwish I could remember who that Bastard was!\" A runner came over and handed him  \na note. He looked it over. And over... \"Who gave you this?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"A dark-robed being, sire.\" Orfid nodded. He showed the note to the guard.  \n'Stick your muzzle out the high south window.' Who shrugged. The bear shrugged  \ntoo... Then sighed. And walked over to the only transom that faced south in  \nthat part of the tower. It was a small window, barely big enough for a snout to  \nbe pushed out, and then only with the help of a bucket. Tossing back the  \nshutter, he saw... Nothing. Then something slapped his nose. \"What?!\" Another  \nnote. 'You missed one.' He eagerly shoved his mouth back out... To encounter a  \ndripping penis. It slid over his tongue down to the hairs. Something was  \nfamiliar about the strangely-shaped maleness and he sucked on it hungrily. The  \nnagging question was not just Who was out there, but how... Only a Bat could  \ncling to the wall, And this was No bat cock. \"Hey!\" The dick slid out until  \njust the fat head was between his fangs. As he bit in the piece of male-meat,  \nit spat a nugget of semen. Which flowed over his tongue and made his senses  \nswim.  \n  \nOrfid gulped the spunk greedily, yelping as the guard attacked his erection. He  \nbit hard on the cock, growling around it. \"You don't get away so easily this  \ntime...\" A feather ticked his nose. No! Try as he might, the sneeze built,  \nuntil it exploded... The bear spat out the maleness, jerked backwards and lay  \nwith a surprised guard still holding onto his butt. Who got busy slurping up  \nhis cum... An eye stared at him from the window... Winked. Then vanished to let  \nthe stars shine down on the couple. Only one eye? Oh, no... He pulled free of  \nthe male and literally ran to the top of the tower. Stared down at the rock  \nface. Nothing... \"You Bastard! You Son Of A No-Haired Gazbuch!! If you are who  \nI think you are, I shall salt your groin and stake your ass out for the Naa to  \ngraze on! Coward!! Come and take your buggering like a Male!\" It took half the  \nwatch to drag the bear from the tower rim and stick him in bed. Actually, they  \ntossed him in his chambers and locked the door. \"A bad bottle of wine, or a  \nfever. He will be alright in the morning.\" Orfid growled tearing at the wood,  \nthen turned and lay on his bed. He sighed... \"Nah. He Should be dead by now...\"  \nFlung his arms out...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And hit a note. 'How quickly they forget in the arms of another... Nice to feel  \nyour mouth again.' It was signed by a Dragon's paw. With one claw erect... 'PS  \nYour butt is too wide to get through the window. Else I would offer to chew on  \nit...' The guards rushed in to catch their sovereign trying to get his furred  \nhips past the stone ledge. And not succeeding. The oaths that were hot enough  \nto set the curtains on fire were nothing compared to what came out after they  \nshackled him to the bed. He roared and snarled and growled... Then they left  \nhim again. Orfid lay, chained to each of the four pillars. He mumbled to  \nhimself, finally getting to sleep, just as a shadow came through the window to  \nstroke a furry thigh... Once again he was on the boat, tide rocking him as he  \nlay in chains. He had to chuckle. \"I was the one to find them in the chest. And  \nI was the one who wanted to be used as a slave...\" A noise brought his head up.  \nWhat? A dark-clad being came into the cabin. \"Who are you. And what have you  \ndone with... Erk!\" A paw held a knife under his chin. Then tied his muzzle  \nshut. He struggled as the creature ransacked the cabin. Finding nothing of  \ninterest, it turned to him. There was a gleam in it's ugly eyes, one pale and  \nunseeing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The male grabbed his shoulder and painfully twisted his body so it was shoved  \ninto the wall. Then the chains were re-tied, holding him sideways. A claw was  \nshoved into his ass... A grunt. Then the sounds of rummaging. Orfid turned his  \nhead just enough to see the dark one lift something... Then return. And slap  \nhis face. This time the claw was greased and re-shoved into his butt... It  \nhurt! Shadow had always waited until he was ready... The digit waggled in his  \nrear for a time... The he heard cloth being moved. A big cock parted his  \ncheeks, shoving it's pointed self against his anus. A tear ran down his cheek  \nas the monster forced its way up into his passage. Not until it was in to where  \nit stuck out of the pants did the male stop shoving. Only to hunch against  \nhim... Again. A soft growl as he was used. Despite the pain and awkward  \nposition, the bear found himself being turned on. This male was his Master. To  \nuse him as He saw fit... He shuddered, cock growing. Then pushed back at the  \ncreature. 'Yesssss...' He grunted, feeing the male hit zenith, and fill his ass  \nwith warm liquid. Then a dagger was shoved under his chin. He tried to  \nsqueak... A Hand missing a finger grabbed the paw.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They wrestled for a moment... Then the steel got pulled back, leaving a small  \ncut along one cheek. The bastard! Use him, then slit his throat... What  \ningratitude! The pair took the fight out of the cabin, and as he listened, a  \nfleshy smack followed by a grunt, then a splash told him someone had won.  \nFootsteps returned and was filled with terror as the knife appear in his  \nvision. He squeaked trying desperately to beg for his life... And watched the  \nropes part from around his muzzle... Orfid lay, panting. 'Thank you...\" His  \nshackles were also removed. Then the hand grabbed his swollen nuts. 'And That  \nis how slaves are treated.' Orfid smacked the male. \"You mean to tell me it was  \nyou all the time? I'm gonna rip your balls off!\" And he jumped on top of the  \nmale, ripping the cloth away so he could attack the fat testicles... And awoke  \nto find a male nibbling on his nuts. \"Shadow?\" he whispered. A three-fingered  \nhand jerked on his cock... Then traced a symbol on his thigh. 'Friends...' He  \ngrowled and struggled against the chains. \"Get that dick that is rubbing my  \ntoes up here and I'll show you friends... Arrgh!\" His ejaculate spewed out like  \na sticky geyser to fall on the furry belly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then his hips were jerked up. 'Graze on My butt-hair, eh?' The guards shuffled  \nand stared as sounds came from under the door. \"Ow! Stop! My Ass... You  \nBastard!! Bite It! Bite... It... Yes! Oh, My Balls... Fuck Me! Get That Fat  \nCock Up Here! I don't care if it isn't greased... Aaaaah! Teasing Bastard! Wait  \nuntil I get my paws on you again! No... Not On My Ass, IN My Ass! Oooh, I Will  \nGet You... I'll drop you face first into a pit of horny Lizards! Whadda ya mean  \n'Will they be male'? Of course! What? You suck one Every night... Red Snake  \nindeed! Teacher or no... Lover or Not... I got it! Like my nipples? Then Bite  \nThem!\" They could take it no longer. The pair unlatched the door and found a  \nsweaty pile of fur, sticky with semen. \"Go, Shadow... I Will find thee. And  \nwhen I do, You are going to be tied to a post and every male in the Garrison  \nwill jerk off on you. Even the Pack-beasts will add to the morass... Then you  \nwill be served as The First course at Orgy!\" Then he dropped off again.  \nPressures of office. Must be... They lifted a cloak and put it on the Prince.  \nThen left... Again the shadow came to the still form. A tongue slid across the  \nmorass, causing a ripple in the fur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Good night, Sweet Prince.' Orfid chuckled... \"Give me a kiss, you wanton  \nbastard.\" The male kissed him. \"My heart was ever yours... I left not because  \nof you, but because three kings can not sit on one throne... What?! In each  \nother's... You Dirty-minded male! Now go and let me sleep. But You will return  \nin the day, so I can get my paws on your butt. Promise... Good.\" He went back  \ninto slumber. The next day another note was found. And they had to literally  \nsit on the Prince this time. 'I didn't say Which day...'  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nSome weeks later a guard came in with a message. \"Lone animal. Staggering  \ntowards Garrison. Orders?\" The prince went to the gates. \"Where?\" Got a long-  \nglass and studied the being. \"A Bull... Nasty... Got some bad wounds. Wait a  \nminute... That's My Bandanna!\" He tried to get the glass to focus better...  \n\"Damn... Fetch a healer. And assemble the Knights.\" His sword was brought, and  \nwith it in place, Orfid led his band out to see about the bovine who had  \ncollapsed in the dust. And had a Hannat scarf tied to his horns.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Nizlh gasped as hands lifted him. \"Easy... Easy. You are among friends.\" He  \nstruggled. \"Must get to Garrison. Find Prince.\" Orfid lifted the bloody head.  \n\"I am Orfid. What is it... Wait! You were with the Trader... What happened?\"  \nThe bull gulped as water was poured into his mouth. \"Sire... Raiders! Came upon  \nus in the woods. Shade tried to stop them... When it got bad, he tied this to  \nmy horns and told me to run. I didn't want to... But he stabbed me in the  \nbutt....\" He dropped his head. The bear chuckled... That would make Anybody  \nrun. \"Come back to find you. Need Help...\" Then flopped. The otter put a hand  \nto the big neck. \"He will live.\" The Prince quickly got a Hunting Party  \ntogether and went in search of the ambush. Came upon a place where many dead  \nbodies Had been. \"Damn... Siks.\" One of the reasons the Garrison was build was  \nbecause a small country to the south. To a Sik, Meat was Whoever was in the  \nPot... And it didn't matter to Them that the Meat might Not want to be eaten.  \n\"Trivial Details...\" They would say. That which wasn't broken was scattered.  \nSik Raiding Parties have little use for trinkets... They prefer Fresh Meat, New  \nWeapons and Somebody else's Coin. There was little chance to catch them... And  \nnext to none of finding out the man's fate... Orfid sent word to the other  \nGarrisons, and salvaged what he could. Of course, the Bull was More than  \nwelcome to stay... And did so.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nA few months later the Garrison got a visitor. \"Safv!\" The princes embraced.  \n\"How goes Hannat?\" A shrug. \"I now live in TreesKnoll. Our Brother is such a  \nPrude!\" They both laughed. \"Have you heard from...\" And got an earful of what  \nhad gone on in one wild night. Bowed his head at the grimmer news... \"I had  \nhoped...\" Orfid sighed. \"So had I. But so far, No word...\" They burned the fire  \nlow catching up on gossip. In the courtyard a bull lifted his head... And  \nsmiled. \"He returns... Hear that Balls?\" A tufted tail whisked the  \npendulum-shaped nutsack. \"He returns... And you shall be well drained.\" Then he  \nwent over and nuzzled a mule who was not spooked by talking bovine who also  \nliked to suck on long dicks. One of the guards saw this and came over. \"How  \nabout me instead?\" The panda dropped his pants showing a cock of good size.  \n\"How about both of you...\" The tail lifted as a tongue slid out to steer a  \nspatula-shaped head into the muzzle. The bear moved a stool behind the bull and  \njumped on it, sliding to the hilt in the warm anus. The donkey brayed, filling  \nthe bull's mouth with spunk, which he gulped hungrily... And the animal behind  \nhim grunted, burying himself to the hilt into the warm opening, shooting Deep.  \n'Indeed, he returns...'  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe next eve, Safv awoke to find himself staring at a hard cock. 'Still want my  \nnuts in your ring?' Paws latched onto the smooth butt-cheeks. \"Shadow...\" He  \nwhispered. Claws latched onto the cock. It was warm and throbbed in his grasp.  \nNo ghost then... And grinned. \"My brother would Kill me if he knew... Yes. Put  \nyour nuts in the ring... I promise they will be very tiny when you remove  \nthem.\" 'If you get to remove them.' He thought to himself. 'I don't think The  \nPrince will mind... But, you can ask him yourself.' Orfid growled nastily from  \nthe doorway. \"So You Still Live. And in bed with my Brother... What should I do  \nabout this?\" The bigger bruin moved the male's hips. And stared at his younger  \nBrother. \"Quit stalling and Get that Hard cock over here so I can suck on the  \nboth of you!\" You didn't have to mention 'suck' to Orfid Twice! He Ran and  \nleaped on the bed... Which gave a shudder and broke! The three males laughed  \nand kissed and rolled on each other for a while. 'Somebody has Gained  \nWeight...' \\*Ooof!\\* \"Yeah... How come you got such a big ass, Little Brother?\"  \n\"All the more to shove against Your Muzzle, Big Brother... Hey!\" Two sets of  \nteeth bit into the wide cheeks.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No fair...\" He squirmed under them. Then reached over and stuffed a cock into  \nhis muzzle. Safv growled, sliding down to wrap his tongue around the fat nuts  \nand pull them into his mouth. The man, now free, worked both of them into a  \nfrenzy with caresses, and nibbles. Then got up and grinning, took a step.... To  \nfall flat on his face! Large paws were wrapped around each ankle. \"You are Not  \nGoing Anywhere....\" Safv smiled wickedly. \"Shall we Brother?\" Orfid returned  \nthe smile... \"Yes, I think we shall Brother...\" They drug the male back to them  \nand as he shook, tickled and lapped at the soles of his feet. \"That for all the  \ntimes you have teased us...\" A paw clasped his butt and dug into it. The other  \nwas similarly latched onto. They lifted him and worked their muzzle across the  \nsmooth cheeks. \"Hmmm... You've added some scars. Who's been chewing on your  \nass, Hmm?\" The man flailed as fangs left marks on the pale flesh. A paw worked  \nthe stiff maleness over. Returned to it's owner so he could lap at the precum  \ncoating the leathery palm. \"Mmm... Well. Only one dick. So... which of us shall  \nhave it first?\" The man looked over his shoulder at the bruins. They grinned up  \nat him. \"Yes... First!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He shook, but they just held him tighter and nuzzled his butt. Orfid thought a  \nmoment, keeping a firm grip on his lover's leg. \"You First Elder Brother...\"  \nSafv had seen That look before... He grinned and moved his snout over the  \nstrong thigh, licking the shuddering flesh. He watched the younger bear get up  \nand move to get a pot of oil and 3 cups of wine. As the animal brought it over  \nhe tripped and spilled some on the male's crotch. \"Clumsy... Well. Guess I  \nshall just have to clean you up!\" Safv worked his tongue around the  \nwell-scented crotch, making sure it was devoid of both wine and sweat. Orfid  \nwas slurping the long salami standing out of his brother's crotch. \"Oil It  \nPlease...\" He did so, Then took the huge pole and slid it under his tail.  \nGroaned and shuddered as the huge cock split his anus open. Then leaned forward  \nand stroked his own erection in between the man's sweaty cheeks. The bear  \ncoated a claw and worked it in the puckered hole... \"You Bastard!\" Safv slid  \nhis mouth off the penis. \"Problem?\" Orfid growled and dipped the tip of his  \ncock in the oil. \"Yeah... He's Still tight as a knothole... How the hell do you  \ndo it?\" 'Practice...' \"Practice What? Never mind.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He waived the hand off, stuffing his hard meat into the hole... Which opened up  \nand swallowed him! Startled, Orfid grunted and rolled back, taking his  \nbrother's cock to the hilt. This made him yelp, twisting in between the twin  \npleasures. Safv grinned, continuing to work on the maleness... He had a good  \nidea what had just happened. Slapping a paw on the furry ass, and another on  \nthe smooth one, he lifted up. Orfid felt the movement, and came up to a half-  \ncrouch. \"Better...\" He could now hump the male in front of him and work the  \npenis in his rear over well. The bruins growled, wanting the man to come  \nfirst... But Orfid did that. The combination of having such a big dick sliding  \nin him, and buggering such a wonderful ass was too much for the horny animal.  \nWith a howl, he pulled the hips into his crotch and exploded. Safv blew next,  \nfeeling the anal muscles milk him. He sank his teeth into the maleness in his  \nmuzzle and growled, awash with lust. They lay, panting, warmed by the  \nafterglow... \"Orfid...\" \"Yeah...\" \"Did He blow?\" \"You don't know?\" Safv worked  \nthe dick around in his mouth. \"Damn... Can't tell.\" 'Getting forgetful? A sure  \nsign of advanced age...' The bruin growled, and slapped a paw to the butt. \"You  \nain't no cub either.\" They untangled themselves and went over to the stone ring  \nwhere a bucket of water waited.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; After washing and drying each other off, they sat and drank for a time. \"Only  \none way to make sure...\" They laid the man down and began to lap on the cock,  \none paw tweaking a nipple and the other working on each other's hard cocks. The  \nmale jerked as Orfid nuzzled then nibbled the swollen nuts. Grinning he leaned  \ndown and kissed his brother across the maleness. They pressed muzzles, sliding  \ntheir lips along the length. Now, the testicles were fondled by a paw that  \nrolled them around like large stones in their bag. Another stroked the slick  \nmeat, paying particular attention to the fat head. And they were rewarded when  \nthe man's hips jerked. Orfid felt the surge go through his fist, and shoved the  \ncock over so a jet of whitish spunk splattered into Safv's open mouth. Pulled  \nit back towards him and got one himself. Both tongues got busy lapping the  \ncreamy stuff up as it bubbled out of the slit. They worked it over until not  \neven sweet pre-cum could be coaxed forth. \"Revenge is Sweet...\" Safv nibbled on  \nthe drained balls, and grinned. Orfid sat back, eying his brother erection.  \n\"Looks like He's not the only one in need of a good mouthing.\" The older bruin  \ngrowled low... \"Then get it over here...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They basically jumped on each other, Orfid gasping slightly as he deep-throated  \nthe big dick. Safv nursed hungrily on the smaller but nicely fat male-meat... A  \nman watched the bears go at each other... Smiled and cleaned himself up. Then  \nwent to the door, making a signal to the guards on duty. The canines came in,  \nTook one look and dropped their skirts. The princes yelped as cocks were thrust  \ndeep under their tails... Then growled and encouraged their new lovers to pump  \ntheir ass's full of doggy spunk. Orfid looked over at his love who was now  \nrelaxing in a chair, sipping a cup of wine and caressing the ears of a ferret  \nwho was sucking on him with a will... And grinned. The days ahead were going to  \nbe fun. But right now, he had a pair of dicks to drain... The one in his butt  \nwormed deeper, to spurt warm, sticky stuff in him. A few moments later Safv  \nmoaned and poured cream down his throat. He growled, slurping the sticky stuff  \nup, wanting more... Then shuddered as his own orgasm robbed him of sense....  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The ferret grinned to himself. The male Was a pawful, as promised. Then groaned  \nas a toe rubbed his dick... He had heard stories about the being that lay in  \nhis paws. And he intended to find out if they were true or not... But that  \ncould wait until later... Right now, the testicles he was busy rubbing on, were  \nswelling, and any moment he expected to harvest a nice load of cum... The  \nscribe nibbled on the wide tip, and got a lurch... Ah. And a moment later a  \nmouthful of sticky semen... Wonderful!  \n  \nThe End  \n  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/144-bear7.json"}