Learn to Hunt
Commission for Etis
"I'm not so sure about this, Etis."
"Vell. Just pick one. Trust me."
In the busy shopping mall, two relatively young boys sat along the benches that lined a centrepiece fountain, the stunning sculpture work of a local artist giving the ground floor of the food court a rather contemporary vibe. The two cubs sat huddled, their eyes looking left and right. Etis, the white-furred fox with a pair of distinct, unique twin tails, looked fairly relaxed in his outfit of a sleeveless hoodie and baggy jeans, but his counterpart, his friend Vell, a bat, looked nervous, and for good reason.
Vell was a newly born 'supernatural', though that was just a figurehead term of something he didn't understand. It had all began on the cusp of his puberty, around the time of his 13th birthday: an insatiable hunger that couldn't be sated with food or drink, a hunger to intense that it commanded all of his senses, demanded all of his attention. It was only when he met Etis that he learned the true nature of his 'curse', and how to sate it. It was embarrassing to say, but fluids did the trick. Not just any kind of fluids: sexual ones work the best. Just the mere thought of it was enough to make Vell's cheeks flush and his stomach to grow a hard mass in the form of shame.
Today was, by all accounts, the beginning of something different. For several weeks now, bordering on 3 months, Vell had been exclusively with Etis, drawing from him, someone who shared a similar hunger. It was arguably one-sided, for the most part; Vell never considered himself into men, or into the appendage swinging between their legs, so for the most part his encounters with Etis were purely to fill the need. The last number of times, however, he found himself reaching for his own crotch and feeling the hard, twitching mass under his fingertips, a shameful reminder of how much it was beginning to turn him on. The aching need to feed had become more, twisting into a need for all manner of things. His pubescent mind was a mess of emotions, but Etis provided some clarity in even the darkest of times.
'Hunt', Etis has said. Hunting was an integral part of Vell's development and understanding who he was, or is. Vell didn't understand but, but realised the logical connotations of moving on from Etis to other 'prey'. He understood that Etis was setting him up in the event the fox wasn't around anymore, and for the first time, Vell had felt a peculiar longing. Etis was his friend, someone who shared his plight when no-one else could. He wasn't sure if he could last without the fox helping him, or being there for him. He had pushed those emotions to the side to focus on the task at hand, but those bitter feelings still lingered, gnawing at the back of his mind.
Etis could have, arguably, just introduced Vell to one of his friends, those had have a great deal of life essence to give, or those he's met whilst learning to harness his own gifts, but it wouldn't be an educational experience. Vell needed to learn for himself, even if it was difficult.
"I don't know." Vell muttered quietly, scanning over the crowd of people. A few of them met his gaze, but the rest were too busy with their lives to pay attention to a couple of boys sitting on a bench. Vell sat hunched with his elbows resting on his knees, his hands fidgeting with the sleeve of his slim hoodie. The hood was drawn back for once, revealing his large ears and the tuft of shaggy, black hair-- or was it fur?-- atop his head.
"Look," Etis began, leaning forwards and press up against him encouragingly. "You need to pick someone you find really attractive. There's a certain art to it...you'll just kind of feel it when you see them?"
"Why does it have to be someone I don't know?" Vell asked awkwardly, though already knew the answer.
"It's too risky at this point, not until you've mastered how to do this on your own. For now, we'll stick with 'no strings attached people'," Etis assured him. "Now, focus. You need someone you're drawn to. That way, the connection when you draw essence will be that much stronger. Take your time, but don't doubt what you feel."
Etis was insanely wise for a 12 year old, but Vell had already come to suspect he was much older than he appeared. He could still remember the sight of the boy's ethereal glow, the markings etched along his fur, his coy and playful expression when Vell sat between his legs, looking up to him like an obedient puppy. The thought send a shudder down his spine.
Vell slowly cast his gaze along the crowd again, until his eyes lingered on a single man, a wolf. He was tall, his shoulders broad. His stance was burly and confident, and he walked like a man who was on a mission. His hard-set jaw and dark eyes that smouldered like embers made Vell shudder. He didn't look in their direction, but the bat was certain: that was who he wanted.
"Him?" Etis whispered quietly, and Vell slowly nodded, feeling an anxiety forming in his gut. He was nervous, and had every right to be: he'd never done this before. At least, not with anyone else. Etis, however, was more than confident he could pull through. He grabbed the bat's hand and tugged him to his feet, guiding him across the mall.
They followed the man, a few paces back from him, their eyes trained on his muscular back. He was clad in a hefty jacket to shelter him from the cold, and had his mixture of grey and brown fur to aid his warmth. They followed him from the food court and into the main section of the shopping centre. He walked for a considerable amount of time before he eventually stopped, moving into the restroom nearby. That was their opportunity.
"I'll break the ice, then we'll move in." Etis assured Vell with a wink, and Vell didn't doubt his abilities to do so. Etis could do things the bat had never seen before: some intense seduction would be easy for him. Vell lingered back, followed Etis into the bathroom and watching as the fox slipped into the cubicle just as the wolf was about to close the door.
"Hey!" Vell jumped when the wolf's gritty, deep voice boomed out in surprise at the sight of the fox. "The hell're you doin'?"
There was an immediate silence that followed his voice and Vell blew a sigh, standing near the sinks and nervously fidgeting. It seemed they were all alone, which was a blessing: being caught would be a fate worse than death in this particular scenario. He didn't even want to think what might happen to him. The silence was making Vell more and more anxious until, after a moment, he heard something: a quiet, low chuckle.
The door to the cubicle slowly creaked open, revealing Etis with a toothy, cocky grin plastered across his face. He stepped to the side and revealed Vell's prey: the wolf sat slumped against the toilet seat with a slightly goofy expression and a lidded gaze. His eyes were cloudy, as if they had been masked and taken over. Vell stood there hesitantly for a moment, flicking his gaze between Etis and the man in turn.
"He's fine," Etis assured him. "I just helped him calm down a little. A proper seduction is better, but...it takes a fine hand to do that with a complete stranger, so it's kind of finnicky."
"Isn't it, kind of...immoral?" Vell asked anxiously, and Etis snorted, shaking his head.
"I just made him a bit more receptive, not complacent. I'll show you how to do it yourself later, and you'll get a better feel of it. Come on."
The fox reached out a hand and Vell slowly stepped forwards into the cubicle, swinging it shut behind him and locking it into place. The cubicle was a little cramped to fit all of them, but it would do for what they needed. At least, Etis seemed to think so, and he watched Vell and a slightly amused expression as the bat ran his gaze up and down the man's body, staring at his broad chest and then trailing his eyes towards his crotch.
"Like what'cha see, lil' bat?" The wolf suddenly spoke, making Vell jump. The bat had, in all honesty, expected him to sit there complacently, but he seemed to be taking a particularly active role instead. Vell nervously glanced to Etis, who gestured for him to get started. With a gulp, he did.
Vell reached forwards and firmly grasped at the button that held the wolf's pants together, popping it easily under his relatively clumsy fingers. He tugged the zipper down and the wolf watched him with that same lidded gaze, a smirk spreading across his face at the sight of the nervous boy. The 13 year old anxiously picked at the jeans for a moment and began to firmly pull them, coaxing them down. The wolf aided him, lifting his hips up to left the jeans slide past his hips and down over his knees.
Vell leant forwards and stared at the outline of the wolf's sheath in his pants, his gaze following each curve. He brung his head closer and closer until he pushed his mouth up against it, a shaky groan escaping his lips as he got caught up in the warm feeling of that bulge pushing against his face. He could feel it quietly twitching against his mouth, felt the heavy pounding of the man's heartbeat. Vell reached up, sneaking a hand under the elastic leg of the boxed shorts and dragging it across the man's inner thigh, until he reached his mass. His hand clutched desperately around the sheath and it felt it pulse to life against his touch. The man's quiet sigh seemed to indicate he liked it.
"Move over." Etis suddenly said, and Vell snapped his gaze up to see the fox gesturing at him. The bat quickly moved on his knees, shuffling to the left as Etis moved to kneel down beside him, the two boys in front of the wolf with their feet poking just out from under the cubicle door, which had a sizeable gap in the bottom. Etis was a little faster than Vell, who seemed to be taking more of his time with the man's length. The bat watched as Etis grasped the waistline of those boxer shorts and began to tug them down on either side, sliding them past the wolf's sculpted hips. Once again, the man lifted his body up a little to allow them to pass.
Vell stared, wide-eyed, at the sight of the man's package. His sheath was sizeable, his bells hefty and heavy. Each one was the size of a golf ball, each one warm to the touch. His impressive sheath swelled when exposed to the air and Vell caught sight of the tapered end sliding from the sheath, the trickle of pre-cum calling to him, tantalising him. He couldn't resist.
The bat brung his lips to the tapering end of that canine cock and he swallowed the member up into his mouth. He felt it warmly pulse and grow against his tongue and he tasted the sweet nectar of the man's pre-cum, his body shuddering with the taste. It was a little salty, but it was strangely nourishing. He could already feel a surge of strength inside of him and the quiet aching of his hunger faded just a little as he suckled and slurped, rolling his prehensile tongue around the length of the member and coiling it around what he could. He heard the man groan against under his assault and felt a warm, thick string of pre-cum shoot against the back of his throat. He greedily gulped it down.
As the member grew, it inevitably became too much to handle. Etis wasn't particular sizeable himself-- then again, that was to be expected-- but Vell had always managed to take the entire thing in his mouth. This man's length was a behemoth in comparison, and Vell quickly began to see he couldn't take it all when it continued to grow with the tip wedged firmly against the back of his throat. His eyes widened in surprise at the size of it, and Etis caught his expression, a smirk spreading across his face.
"Let me help." Etis suggested, dipping his head down. Vell couldn't quite see what he was doing, but the wolf could. He watched as Etis bowed his head underneath Vell's own, licking and kissing along the base of the man's cock, a hand reaching up to cradle and stroke his heavy balls at the same time. The man groaned quietly again and Vell pushed his head down a little further, feeling the tapering end of the cock probing the back of his throat, warning him that going any further would likely cause some discomfort. He scrunched up his eyes and whimpered quietly to himself, his prehensile tongue trying to cover as much as he could.
He slowly pulled back, and then pushed his mouth down again, using his tongue to wildly stroke the member as he bobbed his head. He placed his hand on the man's knee to steady himself as he pushed his mouth up and down, and Etis continued to sweetly lick and stroke the man's length, his hands moving to squeeze the canine's steadily growing knot. The wolf's breathing slowly began to grow heavier and he closed his eyes, chest falling up and down.
"Oh fuck, that's good..." His gravelly voice made Vell shudder quietly, and he felt a hand on his head, stroking through his tuft of hair and along to his ears. The touch made him quiver and he felt his cheeks flush. He assumed it was the wolf, and he'd be correct, even though he couldn't see it. As he pulled his head up to slather his spittle across the man's length, he felt the wolf's hand push him down just a little further than before, and he felt the head of the cock pressing dangerously down into his throat, threatening to stretch it out.
The wolf continued to pant and quietly moan, his other free hand reaching for Etis and cupping the fox's soft-furred cheek, watching in delight as the two boys sucked him off. Etis did a fine job of teasing the man's knot whilst Vell did most of the work in stimulating him, bobbing harshly up and down his member, going as fast as he could whilst his tongue flicked plentifully in his own mouth, catching the member at all manner of angles.
It didn't take long for the man's heavy breathing to grow more and more laboured, indicating he hadn't got long left to go. Vell wasn't quite as experienced as Etis, and the fox knew what was coming, whilst Vell was just eagerly anticipating it at any point. The fox squeezed down wolf's cock and slipped his fingers underneath his large, swollen knot, giving his member a few encouraging tugs. That seemed to do the trick.
"O-Oh fuck...!" The canine groaned out and rolled his head back, his fingers curling around the bat's head and forcing him down a little further. Vell's eyes widened as he felt the cock forcing its way down into his throat, giving him a strange sense of discomfort, and the inevitable blocking of his airways. He would have complained, were it not for the sudden warmth pumping down into his stomach, the thick pulses that indicated an orgasm. Immediately, his hunger was sated, and he lidded his eyes over, thoroughly in bliss. The sensation of feeding was like a trickle in every fibre of his being that made his skin tingle. Etis watched him quietly as he stroked the man's pulsing knot, watching the way Vell kept his head firmly down, accepting every last drop of cum that was offered to him.
The man's hand eventually pulled back, almost lazily, his arm relaxing by his side. Vell immediately tugged his head back and sucked in a deep breath of air, before leaning back, breathing deeply. Etis settled back as well with a smug expression on his face. The half-limp cock hung between them, still gently throbbing.
"Better?" Etis asked, leaning in a little bit. He pushed himself up against the bat's side and Vell shivered quietly, licking his lips with his long, dexterous tongue.
"Y...Yeah. Much better." Vell muttered quietly, and Etis slipped a hand around the bat's side, reaching out his other hand and cupping it around Vell's crotch. He could feel the gentle pulsing of the 13 year old's cock, could feel how aching he truly was.
"We should take care of that, shouldn't be?" Etis suggested quietly, much to Vell's surprise. He had never suggested it before, but perhaps it was necessary now. He watched, biting his bottom lip as Etis undid the bat's shorts and dug his fingers into the waistline of the bat's pants, freeing his cock from the underwear and exposing it to the air.
Unlike most bats his species, Vell sported a humanoid member, a 5 inch cock with a thick, pulsing head and a decent girth. Etis wrapped his hand around the member and dragged the foreskin down, watching the bat shudder and groan quietly from the sensations.
"That feels nice..." Vell muttered quietly, which seemed to please Etis, who continued to casually stroke his member, gliding from base to tip. Vell was no stranger to masturbation, but there was certainly a degree of excitement when someone else did it for you-- technology had named the term for him, but to actually experience it was something else. He shuddered again and felt a bead of wetness against the tip of his cock, watching as pre-cum dribbled from his tip and down the underside of his member. The pleasure that shot up his spine heightened and coursed through his body, making his skin tingle with desire. He closed his eyes and sighed.
Vell was just getting into it when he felt a warmth against his nose, and he opened his eyes, greeted to the sight of the wolf's member idly slapping against his nose.
"Didn't forget about me, did you?" He teased, angling his knotted cock down and smearing it against the bat's lips once more. It seemed he was already down for a second helping, and Vell was eager to provide. He opened his mouth, swallowing up the mouth and firmly pushing his head down after a few moments, already used to the feel of the cock in his mouth and already understanding the limits of how far he can go. The wolf, however, definitely had other plans.
"C'mon, you can take more than that." The man teased, immediately pushing Vell's head down onto his mouth. Vell scrunched up his eyes and took it, his mouth burying down towards the base of the cock as the thick, girthy length stretched his throat just a little, plunging down towards his stomach. He pulled his mouth back and was forced down against after a few moments, with enough time to breath in between. He felt the canine's hands cup around either side of his face, hooking around his ears and holding him steady. Then, he began to thrust.
Vell was going to need extra cushioning, and he moved his hands down to balance them on the gaps of the toilet seat that he could reach, as the wolf began to buck up into his mouth, the knot squishing against his lips as the cock plunged into his throat, over and over. Etis, meanwhile, ducked his hands down and slipped Vell's shorts back over his rump, exposing his behind and crotch completely, leaving his pants and underwear around his knees.
Vell wasn't sure what Etis was planning at first, but he soon realised when he felt a digit sliding between his cheeks, and another hand on his member, stroking and coaxing him further and further to the edge of release. Vell let out a muffled groan as the canine in front of him began to a steady, rapid rhythm of short thrusts, his ample balls jiggling slightly up and down with each buck of his hips. The bat struggled to breath a bit, but he managed to get a few gulps of air here and there when the canine loosened his grip, just for a moment.
The combination of sesantions from all angles was making Vell feel a little overwhelmed, but it was all so intoxicating at the same time. The pleasure in his loins spread throughout his body until he was vaguely squirming, his cheeks flushed and his eyes shut tight. His cock throbbed powerfully in Etis' hand, aching for release, as his unused pucker quivered against Etis' digits. The fox didn't penetrate him with his fingers; instead, he simply massaged the entrance, pushing his fingers against it and threatening to enter at any point. Vell soon became a quivering, moaning mess, almost on the brink.
The wolf in front of him began to grunt and pant, the sweat obvious on his chest, his breathing heavy and his eyes lidded over, admiring the sight of the obedient bat bobbing on his member, his lips stretched wide as the knot pushing against his mouth. His pants soon grew more laboured and Vell knew what was coming. His eyes rolled upwards and he relished the thought of that taste again, of sating that hunger. It was, in that moment, that his pleasure tipped over the edge.
His body trembled and quivered and the quietest of whimpers escaped his mouth as his orgasm finally hit him. His cock throbbed powerfully into Etis' hand as a thick spurt of cum shot from the end of his member, splattering against the tiled ground in an arc. One spurt followed the first, and then another followed that, until the tiles beneath him were strained with various strings of his own seed. Etis would have loved to have cleaned it up, but he hadn't considered ducking underneath to take it for himself until it was too late. He quickly directed his hand to shield the final spurt, letting it splatter against his palm. He brought it to his lips and lapped it up as his fingers massaged the quivering, flexing pucker against his fingertips.
"F-Fuck, gonna bust again...!" The canine grunted, pushing Vell's lips down. He was desperate to knot, but anyone could have told him it was never going to happen. Vell closed his eyes and accepted what was going to happen next. He felt the warm throbs in his throat, and it didn't take long for the cum to follow soon after it. The wolf emptied himself into the bat's stomach for the second time that day and the wamrth that spread across Vell's body reminded him he was well and truly sated, in that moment. If anything, it was more intense than before. Perhaps it had something to do with his own pleasure at the time.
The canine's hands relaxed from his head shortly after his orgasm again, and Vell once more pulled back, taking in a deep breath as a final arc of cum shot across his nose, catching him just between the eyes. Etis seemed amused by this and a giggle escaped his lips as he leant inwards, trailing his own tongue along the bat's muzzle to lick up the cum that stained him, much to Vell's surprise. The bat leant back again and admired the canine's impressive, thick member, yet the wolf looked completely conked out.
"Guess this one didn't have a whole lot of stamina," Etis mused with some irritation. "But that's okay. We can always do more."
"W...We can? Today?" Vell was practically hooked on it now, but only because it was so easy for Etis to help him land his prey. The fox's toothy grin reminded him that they should.
Just as Vell was getting to his feet, they heard a grunt. The bat raised his head to see the canine sluggishly cocking his head up, smirking down at them.
"What? No round 3?" He sounded a little tired, but his member remained dutifully erect, pulsing in front of them.
Vell and Etis exchanged a glance, and Vell found himself grinning. They nodded to one another and turned their attention back to the canine, moving closer.