A Wild Night
Two good friends enjoy a special night together under the gaze of the mystical full moon.
Two good friends enjoy a special night together under the gaze of the mystical full moon.
Story written by me , Siranor
***A Wild Night***
As much as Aelas enjoyed the sounds of the forest at night, and the bright luminescence of the full moon paving the way of his highly specialized eyesight into this wonderous night, he admitted one thing to himself. A silent whisper only he could hear.
"What surprise takes hours, when we have but two days to enjoy in such serene place?"
Truly, the sudden disappearance of his best friend vexed the cat greatly. Taleorn had always been the planner between the two of them. Whether he orchestrated their enrollment into the sapient creatures research program of the prestigious university they attended as of last year, planned this trip, or booked a cabin in the middle of nowhere, he handled everything by himself. This latter idea of his was aimed precisely so the two of them could enjoy some technological detox from the noisy, polluted, tech-infested world they lived in without any interruptions.
Yet it seemed that plans not always followed their intended course.
The caracal sighed at the notion that his friend -the illustrious planner- might've gotten lost on one of his sightseeing night walks. Such was the blessing and the curse of being a wolf on a full moon. Everything seemed interesting on such a night. The scents, the wind, the sounds of nocturnal creatures scurrying in the dark...and yes, other wolves.
Aelas looked with longing at the bright moon peeking through the canopy of the tall fir trees rising all around him, hoping his lupine friend hadn't found a pack of wild wolves to 'research' while he ventured out on his own tonight, lonely and wanting.
Maybe he should've gone back....
But not before solving one of the reasons he came here. With his bladder aching for the release of the lemonade he selfishly drank all by himself, the feline paused his stride to make his water. He crouched down like a female, with his pants down to avoid the troubles of aiming, and just let go, enjoying the euphoric relief of at least one type of release on this enchanting night...
At least until something rustled in the vicinity.
Aelas stopped mid-stream, retaining his crouched position in case of a false alarm. Ears perked, nostrils twitching, he found himself smiling at the sweet tints of familiarity.
Taleorn returned...though not quite in the same form he left. Instead of the bright-eyed, never serious wolf that left the cabin hours ago, stood a quadrupedal wolf of similar colors, similar scents, and more importantly, similar quirks!
"No no no, don't you dare to-"
Before he even had the chance to stand upright from his ridiculous position, Aelas found himself swept away by the wolf's sheer strength. Strong paws went around his neck, dragging him down under the furiously affectionate creature. The two of them rolled together in a bundle of crimson and grays until finally Taleorn had his share of slobbery affection.
"I see you stumbled upon one of those elusive moonflowers," the caracal chuckled under the insistent nuzzles of his quadrupedal friend, covered in drool from face to neck. "Was this your plan all along. To become my dog for the night?"
His laughter turned to mrowls within moments as the wolf's eager whiffs took him down along the caracal's exposed form. Though he had the chance to stop the eager wolf from taking his nose too far down his body, part of him felt entranced by the idea of giving himself to this lustful beast. Greedy whiffs and testing prods of tongue began to wash away the slight amounts of pungent urine that stuck to the caracal's sheath...but the wolf was greedy. Too needy.
Aelas snarled through his teeth, not in warning, but in sharp, stifling bliss as his partner found far more than one elusive flower tonight. Throb by throb, the feline's sensitive gender slid further out of the sheath it slept in, tempted by the vicious attacks of the wolf's enamored tongue. Wet sounds filled the night next to growls and passionate huffs. Gender aflame with the heat of the wild wolf's lusts, Aelas began to shift around and slid his footclaws through the wolf's shaggy coat as his whole nether region convulsed with pleasure. With beady eyes enlarged not only by the surrounding darkness, he looked at the pink protrusion sliding out of the wolf's own maleness with lustful admiration. For him, the sight of his partner's cock meant passion, and where there was passion, there was lust, and love, and all those things that made this moment far more enjoyable than just a simple wolfjob.
"Do it," the caracal said, spreading his legs far in invitation. "Take me. Drink my cum. Fuck me hard, if that's what you really want to."
The wolf barely spared a couple more licks before his steaming jaws engulfed the caracal's tapered penis inside a heaven of flesh and saliva He took him -all of him- within his heated jaws, filling the night with his squelching suckling while his victim crossed his legs around the furred beast's neck and yowled loud into the night.
It felt...too intense... That tongue, that lust, that beautifully elongated muzzle so tightly pressed into his groin so tightly not a single drop of saliva or pre leaked out...
Aelas strained so very hard to contain the unbearably hot pleasure welling within his loins, but all of it was for naught. Instinct made him slouch forward to latch himself onto the wolf's head for support. Lust made his hips jerk with the motion used to inseminate female members of his own kin.
And in true feline fashion, heat -unbearable amounts of heavenly heat- forced his cock to relinquish its load so quickly, so intensely, his breath caught in his throat.
No sooner than his penis hardened to its full size within the wolf's hungry jaws, short yet powerful jets of scalding cum began to erupt from the feline's rapidly twitching penis...He came, and thrust, and came again, his balls rattling with the movements of agile hips slamming down on stubborn wolf jaws.
Taleorn enjoyed every single drop of it. Aelas knew that not only from the musk of the wolf's squirting precum, but from the greed, the need, the insatiable lust he fed on fresh feline semen, His twisting tongue aimed to stimulate every part of the cock it cradled between rows of teeth that had the potential to severe such soft nub of flesh in an instant, yet treated it as delicately as a mother picked up her young. From tip to base, Aelas found himself caressed by that velvet tongue on and on and on, balls drawing up against his groin with every blast he shot, legs shuddering from their tensing haunches all the way to his revealing claw tips. The more he gave, the better it felt, that thick, creamy seed acting like a perfect lubricant for the insistent tongue that gave the feline's sensitive flesh little in the way of reprieve.
"Alright...you can let go now."
The wolf pulled back.
Aelas winced when that happened. Cold air brushed along his exposed cock as it flopped out of the wolf's inviting jaws and onto the coarse, dry fur of his lower belly. With a surprised gasp followed by a groan of satisfaction, Aelas allowed himself to embrace the earth with his back.
"Raahhhh...damn me...that felt good." He said, staring at the cohorts of bright, twinkling spots that surrounded the ever-watchful moon...
At least until a sniffing muzzle blocked his perfect view.
"I'm not going to kiss you right after you sucked the life out of me, you fluffy pervert." He playfully shoved the wolf away. "Go on. Lead the way home, or see to your own leaking problems."
The stubborn wolf refused to do any of that. He even subverted Aelas's expectations by following the caracal without waving his tail about at the front of the pack, like he usually did. Shame. He not only displayed the beautiful traits of a larger-than-average timber wolf, but the persistent smells exuded by his constantly peeking, leaking erection -so thin upon the air only an anthro's fine sense of smell could notice- aroused the temporarily spent feline back to a semi-hardened boner on the way to the cabin. One thing Aelas loved was to see his scent taken. His taste, savored. The way he'd been taken felt deliciously devious...and that fact made him eager to return the favor.
"Alright, we are on our own turf now." He declared once they found themselves separated from the outside world by the closing door of their cabin. "Any clues on what other surprises you prepared for me on this bright moon night?"
The eager wolf whined in approval and began nosing the caracal's rear upstairs to their bed, where he jumped in and waited with quite the sporting boner moving up and down along with his excited breath.
"Oh, I see how it is," the caracal started to divest himself off his shirt and jeans, slowly revealing more of his natural auburn colors. "You plan to sit there and charm me with your cute look until I bite, hrrr? Alright. Stay!" he pointed with an authoritative finger. "...just... like.... that."
While the wolf watched him close the distance with slow, teasing steps, the same tongue that gave the caracal such great pleasure mere moments ago drooping slightly down his panting jaws, eyes transfixed by the grace of the feline's steps, Aelas slowly sank his hands into the animal's lush fur. He ruffled his way up and down the animal's sturdy neck while beautiful words of praise mingled with his loving scratches.
"Who are you now, hmm?" he teased with a boop of his nose against the wolf's much wetter one. "My boy, that's what. My good, beautiful boy!"
That said, he grabbed Taleorn's beautiful head between his hands, allowing his tongue to sneak out of his mouth in short, suave strokes, a mere appetizer that left the wolf's muzzle wet before the main course. Tilting his head to the side, Aelas pulled his quadrupedal friend into a long, sloppy French kiss. Tongues twined with each other amidst the harmonious tunes of purrs and whines escaping each of their throats. The sloppy embrace of flesh and clattering fangs lasted for about a minute, yet it felt far longer to their respective loins.
"Mrrawr, if that got me hard, you must be a hot, steamy spring down there. Shall this good cat offer you a cleaning tongue?"
Taleorn shifted on his feet from excitement as Aelas teased the wolf with a few more head rubs before he slowly began to kneel like a faithful servant in front of his lord. Between the pillars of two gray furred paws stood a cock so red and a knot so swollen the feline's tongue tangled for words. Lapping the air with eager excitement, Aelas not only admired his friend's virile maleness, but drank in its scents too, fresh, lustful wolf musk zapping its way across his heated fur all the way into his nethers. A twitch. That's all it took for his cock to excrete a drop of crystalline dew that slowly descended towards the ground in a web of thick, delicious lust, until it slowly, finally made contact with the wooden floor...
Just...like his tongue took its time to kiss its own intended target. Torturous seconds of infatuation passed between the caracal's sniffing nostrils and the wolf's leaking protrusion until finally, after sniffing the bloated sheath from every angle, Aelas finally got a taste of the object of his worship. Salty. Hot. Addictive beyond what his entranced mind could conjure in the haze of the wolf's rich aromas.
Wet sounds once again emerged from the curtain of fur that shadowed the lascivious eyes that could've witnessed such sights, the union of cock and tongue as unbreakable as it had been out there in the wilderness, under the moon's pale gaze. Only this time, the cougar drank in his share of the juices while his partner whined, growled, and whined his rising pleasures.
The presence of a paw falling on his shoulder did little to deter Aelas from slurping the wolf's tip. Bobbing his head up and down in a gentler, slower way than a whore with the intent of getting off their customer as quickly as possible would do, his pacing and change of angles hinted at something different. Something akin of the kiss the two shared earlier, now applied in a far more debauched form. Taleorn's increasingly sharper shudders fed his instincts with the same information as the jets of cum sprouting from his cock, telling him only one, obvious thing. One any male loved to hear during their performance.
More. Keep going. See me completely and utterly finished.
Another paw joined the first, and though Aelas knew what that grip around his neck meant, he completely refused to give up his privileged position. He kept on sucking. Kept on feeding. His lips remained tied to the wolf's protruding penis throughout the barrage of thrusts meant to drive his knot far into the squeezing embrace of a bitch until they got so rough, so animalistic, no amount of finesse could hold that cock in.
The first unrestrained spurt matted his cheek. Two others followed, nose and forehead. Yet to the blissful feline, it mattered little where his partner's cum found a new home. Inside his mouth. Inside his fur. Or all over the face, as it happened now, his eager tongue lapping up the salty tints of abundant cum falling down along his pleased, mated, purring feline face. Every jab of that red rocket send shudders of pleasure along his body, every spurt of liquid heat, bringing him just a bit closer to his own hands-free release. He even expected to get there in that kneeling position beneath the belly of a wild, lustful wolf.
But a thrust that jabbed his eye ensured such depraved fantasy never took place.
"Mrrowwww! That would've stung, had my eyes not been shut by the torrents you previously unleashed!" the cat laughed, gently prying the wolf's grip loose, laughing while Taleorn licked his face clean with apologetic whines. "Ok, ok, no need to feel guilty. We've been here before, hadn't we?"
Taleorn hadn't shared the sentiment. He knew something was different this time. This lack of restraint...it never showed during his previous transformations. And that filled him with guilt.
Before he managed to retreat into a pile of self-servicing guilt, Aelas grabbed onto his head and turned him around with another wholesome kiss that ended with him tussling around in the embrace of his furred friend until they both ended up with their nose under the other's balls.
"Beautiful view from down here. How about you?"
The licks he got over his fuzzy balls told him all that he wished to hear, so he started treating the wolf's own generously sized balls with licks and bumps of his nose that made them jiggle in their pouch..
"Good boy..." he encouraged Taleorn while his feline penis throbbed angrily, so very close from the wolf's enveloping tongue. "You will get such a good treat from letting me build up my reserves..." Kisses over the wolf's inflated knot followed, the hardness of it leading the caracal to wonder just how amazing it must've felt for a female on the receiving end of that thing. Or for him to feel it against his own rim, even inf his tailhole would never stretch wide enough to welcome the whole thing inside.
Taleorn must've liked the brush of rough feline barbs along the outline of his sheathed knot. He grew more eager, his licking tongue almost slapping the caracal's tense pole of flesh before a hand rushed to shield it from the wolf's copious licking attacks.
"We've already tried that once, my dear." Aelas said on a hushed tone laden with hidden desires. "What joy is in treading an already explored path, hrrrm?"
Aelas slipped under the wolf. He grabbed his sturdy form, one hand on the scruff, the other further along his back, and pressed him down until their bellies met. They began making out all over again, barbed tongue meeting soft, velvet one while their cocks throbbed and leaked beneath the sea of fur that enveloped them. It felt...intense, for Aelas to feel a wolf's constant squirts soak into his groin after a while. So in order to preserve himself for the big finish, the caracal pushed the wolf onto his back and placated him with scritches all over his chest while his gleaming eyes observed a most glorious sight. A throbbing cock at work, and a belly growing increasingly moist with semen-rich fluids spurted by the wolf's never-ceasing throbs.
"Oh dear, can't let too much of that good thing go to waste, can we?"
He seductively licked his way down the wolf's jaw while he clambered on top of the wolf, fitting Taleorn's forepaws around his neck while his form comfortably positioned himself along the wolf's form. Then, gently, he lowered his body to meet the same soaked fur he commented on, not to hug this beautiful creature, no.
But to mate with him.
His wet, tapered penis slid all too easily inside the wolf's wanting pucker. Helped by a combination of lubrication and convenient shape, the caracal found himself dragged in by the wolf's eager contractions. It took less than a second to find himself balls deep within his partner's constricting halls with but the barest amount of effort...
"Arhhh..." he gasped while he whined, their union sparking flames along their shuddering bodies. "I'll try...to...to..." Aelas began confident and happy, only for his face to strain with the weight of a canid's ejaculatory response. Taleorn squeezed him so hard, so often, that his words turned into slurs as each journey through the wolf's clamping halls robbed him further of his resilience. Three full thrusts. That's all he could manage. More, and his balls -so tightly pressed against the wolf's twitching rim- would surely spill their burdens just as fast as the wolf came to expect from a feline with the sexual resilience of a rabbit.
Yet Aelas had ways to fill the gaps of his shaky performance. Whether through passionate kissing or the right touch in the right place, he knew exactly how to push his partner's buttons. Right now, he found the biggest one at the base of the wolf's penis, yearning for freedom. Taleorn's knot raged between the squeezing fingers of a felid hand that squeezed rhythmically while the other caressed. Freedom that could only come when he did.
"You're...squeezing me so nicely," he told the wolf between lascivious kisses. "Not long now. Just...keep on milking me like the good boy you are, and your reward...nrrhh...will be as big, fat, and swollen like this...beautiful lump. So trapped. So b-big, so....arrhhhhh," The dreamy fantasy of an intimate tie with his partner did more than just unravel his ascent into orgasm. Through an unfortunate pump of his fist, he pushed forth the very thing he fantasized about, his eyes widening with shocked passion as he felt the fleshy lump push out of its home.
His partner whined louder than ever, thrusting his hips in reflex to unleash a fitting squirt that splattered over their mashed muzzles.
"I-I'm...rrrhhh, darn iiit!" Aelas yowled as he pulled his wolf into a passionate yet imperfect kiss as cum erupted from his cock and fangs rattled against the wolf's own. Locked together body and soul, they experienced the peak of their orgasms as one, shuddering in each other's embrace, cresting the peaks of pleasure like a true pair in spite of their different species or body types.
Claws sank into bed sheets. Muscles thrummed with sexual tension. Penises throbbed and spat, fueled by dazzling spasms of electrifying pleasure.
Though short in length and quick in ascent, a feline's orgasm lacked the same finality as other species suffered. Even with snakes of his own milky seed trickling down his fuzzy balls from his partner's generously filled anus, Aelas still remained firmly pressed against his partner's rear, shallow thrusts fueling the promise of a second, hopefully longer rutting.
***The End***
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