{"sf1_id":142,"sf2_id":"k1V9xRGn","title":"The Beaches","author":"SwampRat","words":2253,"posted_at":"2002-10-23T06:23:00.000Z","tags":["Human","M/M","NC","Sea-Lion","Zoophilia"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/142-the-beaches","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/k1V9xRGn","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=142\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"BEACH.TXT  \n  \nThe Beaches - By SwampRat  \n(c) 1989 The Brotherhood Of Pan  \n1991 The Rashahran Society  \n  \n\"Of all the crummy places to get sent to! This island is 50 miles from  \nanywhere, and nothing but sand, a hut, and the seals... Well, Sea-Lions. And  \nnoisy? Keep me up half the night! One little slip-up, and I get tossed here...  \nOh yeah, I am supposed to be recording 'scientific data' on the little  \nBastar\\*\\*... Well, at least I am getting a good tan. Bye for now, John.\" He  \nfolded the letter in half and put it with the rest of the mail. Boat wasn't  \ndue for another 2 Months... Hell, might as well go sit on the beach, and take  \nsome more notes... Removing his trunks so he wouldn't have a \"bikini-line\", the  \nyoung man went out onto the beach, and got comfortable. John was lying on the  \nwarm sand, enjoying life, when one of the pups came over, squalling as usual,  \nand decided that his big toe was a nipple in disguise. So it started sucking,  \nand slurping, and salivating all over his foot. He waited until the animal was  \ndone, which took a few minutes, then shook it off, and folded it up against his  \ngroin. Crossed the other one up, and into his hip socket in a classical yoga  \nmove. He sat contemplating his navel, until the little twerp came back. \"Must  \nbe weaning time again,\" he thought.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; That's when the juveniles would suck on anything to see if it gave milk. He had  \nbeen observing, and jotting down such behavior for a week now. Noisy as ever,  \nthe creature wanted to try out that oddly-shaped teat again... It sniffed  \naround him, barking every now-and-again. John thought about shooing it away,  \nbut didn't want to break his concentration. The Sea-Lion pup did that for  \nhim... It put a wet flipper on either thigh, and dived for the middle. All of a  \nsudden, the young man found himself with a hungry piniped attached to his  \ncock! He yelped, and looked down into one brown eye. Tried coaxing it off with  \na finger, but the animal wanted the \"nipple\" it had found. Then John forgot  \nabout everything, as his penis expanded in the warmth. Six weeks without any  \ncompany but his hand... he dug his fingers into the dry sand, as a rough tongue  \nraked across the sensitive underside. The Sea-Lion let out a grunt, then  \nslobbered over the cock, sucking harder. The young man couldn't take but a few  \nminutes of this. He clutched his thighs, balls rumbling under the smooth chin.  \nThe animal knew something was going on, because it stepped up it's suction, and  \nwhen the cum splashed against the back of it's throat, it squeezed rythemically  \non John's maleness with it's thick tongue, literally milking him, until nothing  \nmore could be coaxed out, not by suction or friction. The Sea-Lion snorted,  \nthen with a guttural growl, dropped his shrinking dick, made it's way back out  \nto the sea.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; John was about ready to pass-out... Sunofabitch! He went over to a deserted  \nspot, and washed himself with sea-water. Too cold to take a dip yet.. and too  \nhot to stay in the sun... Time to get into the hammock. He had made the thing  \nfrom two pieces of rope and a ten foot by six foot piece of canvas. It had lots  \nof holes, but still held his weight securely, so he hadn't bothered patching  \nthe cloth. The young man lay down, and as a gentle breeze made the canopy sway,  \ndrifted off into slumber... Someone came splashing out of the foam, laughing,  \nrunning to greet him. It was Mike! How the hell did he get here?!? Never mind  \nthat, kiss me you fool... And they kissed, and felt each other's bodies, and  \nrolled in the surf, finally ending up between each other's thighs. He played  \nwith the man-meat, licking on it, enjoying the feeling of warm breath on his  \ncock. He slid the cock into his mouth, feeling wet, eager lips do the same to  \nhim. Then Mike growled just like one of the animals... And John woke up,  \nsucking on his thumb. Damnit! He pulled his appendage out of his mouth, and  \nnoticed that the lips were still attached, if anything even more wanton in  \ntheir grasping.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; No... He looked over the side of his hammock to see another animal, it's nose  \npressed against the canvas, slavering away on his erection. 'Oh, Shit! Must've  \nslipped through one of the holes...' \"Unnnh!\" He grabbed the sides, another  \norgasm setting his nerves on fire. The Sea-Lion's strong throat muscles pulled  \nthe scum from his testicles. Then a muscular tongue not only stripped the  \nremaining ejaculate out of the fleshy pole, but did it so thorough a job, it's  \nowner got another mouthful of cum. Frustrated it couldn't get any more \"milk\",  \nthe animal barked, and went off in search of another source, while the man lay  \nin a stupor, unable to even twitch, eyes staring at each other.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nWhen John finally gathered enough strength to move, he flopped out of the  \nhammock, and crawled into the hut. The young man lay, half-in, and half-out,  \nfor a while, then heard a commotion coming out from behind him. Now what??? A  \nwhiskered snout tickled his heel. Not again... \"Go away!\" he croaked, shoving  \nweakly at the creature with one foot. But this animal wasn't about to be put  \noff so easily. It sniffed up his leg stopping at the junction. It nuzzled his  \nballs, and sniffed his dick, but really seemed to be fascinated by his  \nbuttocks. It sniffed every inch of his ass, then stuck it's nose into the  \nvalley. John could only grunt, and wave a hand feebly, as the animal moved up  \nhis spinal cord, stopping to lick at a patch of skin. Long flippers lay on  \neither side of his thighs, as the animal rubbed it's smooth skin against his  \ntan hide. It wasn't until he felt something long and thick press against his  \nass that John realized what the animal wanted.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"It must be one of the younger males\", He thought, \"Not big enough to steal a  \nfemale, but still horny.\" He chuckled when he remembered watching one try to  \nscrew a coconut, and had made numerous accounts of them humping the sand in  \nfrustration... He gasped as 7 inches of slippery animal-cock slid through his  \nbutt-cheeks. John flexed his gluteals, pressing on the maleness, holding it in  \nplace. That wasn't such a good idea. The animal barked, and piniped ejaculate  \nsquirted all over his buttocks. John though that now the creature had finished  \nit would leave him in peace. But instead of moving off of the exhausted human,  \nthe Sea-Lion stroked his sides, and slid it's cock through the slime, finding  \nthe puckered anal ring, which resisted the intruder for a moment. But it was no  \nmatch for the streamlined tip, slick with cum, and sweat. John groaned, as the  \nentire length slowly made it's way into his entrails. The Sea-Lion growled,  \nshoving it's hips down, until a leathery sheath was pressed against the tanned  \ncheeks. Nuzzling his neck, the animal buggered him with long, slow strokes. The  \nyoung man wiggled his toes as his prostate gland was massaged, thoroughly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Wow, This was a turn-on, and a...\" \"Ummmmph!\" John thought about raising up,  \nand get that last little bit, but the animal didn't seem to mind, quite happy  \nto slide only 9/10ths of it's maleness into the warm, tight orifice. Nor did he  \nseem to care when the human slumped forward, cumming in a flurry of quick  \nhumps. The Sea-Lion lay on top of the man for a few minutes, sated. Then it  \npulled it's shrinking cock out of the wonderful hole it had found, and made  \nit's way back to the sea. John crawled the rest of the way into the hut,  \nsecured the door, and passed out..  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nWhen he awoke the next morning, he jotted down the new information, editing out  \nall references to sex. Then he stretched, went out to the 'bathroom', and ate  \nbreakfast. Time to get into the surf.. A luxurious swim refreshed him. Then a  \nstretch on the sun... He awoke to leathery skin rubbing his butt.. Oh, No! Not  \nAgain!! Yes, again... The animal drove him into the soft sand, grunting, and  \nnuzzling his neck. This one was bigger. and came faster. John grunted, found  \nhimself responding to the animal's buggering. The cock slid deep, spewed it's  \nsemen. The Sea-Lion panted in his ear, stroked his sides, humped slowly. Then  \nfaster, eager to ejaculate again into the anus which gripped him like no female  \nhad ever done. John's penis was grated into the soft sand, heightening his own  \norgasm. The piniped yelped, the man's ass throbbing around it's 9-inch  \nmaleness. It plowed in to the hilt, spurting. John bucked his hips upwards,  \nlifting the animal up. The Sea-Lion grabbed the human tightly, still humping.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It slid out reluctantly, balls drained. Made it's way down the beach. This time  \nJohn welcomed the attention of the adolescent who slurped up the last of his  \ncum.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe time passed in much the same manner. He would take a dip, 'feed' one of the  \nhungry animals, get buggered by a horny male. When it came time, John almost  \nhated to put his trunks, but did. Greeted the Crewmember who brought supplies,  \nand mail. Then when the man had left, he put everything away, and looked over  \nthe bundle of papers.. A letter from Mark. One from the Company he worked  \nfor... He was Going Home! The season was almost over, so they were yanking him  \nin early. The next time the ship came, he was to leave with it! John bit his  \nlip. He was going to miss the warm beach, the even warmer animals.. Ah, well.  \nThen he opened the other one. A 'Dear John,' Letter.. The young man found  \nhimself not even caring. He had many lovers now. Let the Bitch have the floozy!  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nThe days flew by, not many Sea-Lions were left. The day before the ship was to  \narrive he went out to say farewell to the beach, and get in a few hours of nude  \nsun-bathing... A whiskered smooch told John that another male had come looking  \nfor either a meal or a good lay. He turned his head, as the animal lay beside  \nhim, poking at his butt with it's erection. He grinned, stroked it for a  \nmoment, then pressed the seeping tip to his ass-hole. Moaned as all 9-inches  \nplowed in. A second bull came up the shore-line. He looked at them, grunted,  \nand pressed his nose between the man's legs. A copy of what was sliding between  \nhis butt-cheeks, stared him in the face. It occurred to him that in all this  \ntime, he had never sucked on them. Well... He grasped the rubbery pole, licking  \non the testicles. They tasted salty, and good. The Sea-Lion grunted around his  \ncock, sucking harder. It moaned when he let his tongue slide along the length  \nof it's dick. He sucked the tip in, noting the flavor was like it nuts, salty  \nand male. He swallowed the rubbery flesh to where it vanished into the penile  \nslit. Sucked with abandon, reveling in having 2 males at the same time.. The  \nonly problem was, they were both premature ejaculators.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; 'Wham, Bam, Thank You.. ' Oh, Shit!! The Sea-Lion had no more than pulled out  \nof his ass, than another, bigger cock filled the vacant hole. His mouth too,  \nhad another penis to work upon. Someone munched his tortured testicles, before  \ngulping down his rock-hard maleness. And he would no more finish off one horny  \npiniped, than another took it's place. His anus was swamped with semen, cum  \npoured into his gullet, his nuts made to give up yet another mouthful of rich  \ncream.. The orgy lasted most of the day. Finally, when the last cock had been  \ndrained, no more could be gotten out of his balls, and piniped cum dripped over  \nhis buns, they left. John crawled out to the sea's edge. Washed as best he  \ncould, and went onto his shack for a long snooze.  \n  \n\\* \\* \\*  \n  \nWhen the boat came, it found an empty hut. For John had not been alone. A tribe  \nof Island Natives had used the beach for their fertility rites. The  \nlight-skinned one had been chosen by the SeaGods. He had mated with the  \nFurryOnes, as they did. It took very little persuasion on their part to get him  \nto come with them. He did stare at their 11-inch manhoods.. They grinned,  \nwatching his interest grow as they told of the other rites, other animals. They  \ngot into canoes, and paddled to another Island, Where dogs greeted them with  \nbarks and licks, and other men, also nude, welcomed the new one. That night, as  \nJohn lay next to a large, male dog whom he was slowly buggering, he smiled. So  \nMark had found someone new... Well, so had he! The animal growled, rubbed his  \nhead against the smooth chest, thrust his slick doggy-cock through long  \nfingers. Laamna hoped Master came before sleep overtook them both. He yawned,  \nand wriggled in the human's lap, impatient to feel his new master's penis swell  \ninside his guts. He got his wish too...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The End  \n  \n  \n\n"}