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Caden sat alone in the grass, naked and troubled. The leopard had left a little while ago, assuring him that he would be safe so long as he stayed put. He knew he was allowed to go down to the river to drink, but there was nothing to eat and he was left alone with his thoughts.

The day was beginning to break; the golden disk appearing on the horizon like a pat of butter, the thought of which did nothing to curb his growing hunger. As the landscape began to lighten, Caden started to truly understand just how much he was on his own. Thoughts of his mother and father flashed through his head, and even the tour driver whose name he hadn't even bothered to remember. He sat there, hugging his knees as guilt wracked his mind.

He didn't say goodbye to his parents. He didn't try to save them. When the moment came he fled in fear without even checking to see if they were alive. He thought of walking back along the river to see if he could find the road and the car again, but (and his nakedness reminded him of this) the leopard had been explicit in his instructions, purring in great detail about how little one would enjoy moving through a lion's digestive system, and what typically happened to the average creature that did it.

The sun rose ever higher, painting the golden landscape with its brilliant hues and life-giving rays. The savanna began to come alive with birds heralding the dawn with their voices, and with bugs buzzing, busily beginning the new day. A couple gazelle plodded by, several hundred feet away, warily keeping their distance as they smelled the scent of the leopard on the young man.

Caden was self conscious of his body in the daylight, even though there was no one else to see him, and he foraged through the shredded clothes on the ground. Much of it was useless, such as his underwear and shirt, but he found that though his pants were torn down the legs on both sides, he could tie the tattered pieces of the waistband around himself and between his legs to form a sort of loincloth. The red jean fabric was rough, but it offered some protection for his tender bits from both the sun and the abrasive grass and dirt.

He decided to take a look around a bit in order to distract himself, and in order to see if there was anything in the distance that looked familiar. He looked at the tree that the leopard had perched in previously--a rather tall acacia tree with a trunk so thick that Caden could barely wrap his arms around it. The lowest branch was about nine feet off the ground, and, being nearly naked, he certainly looked the sight trying to jump up and reach it. He finally managed to grab hold and wrap his bare legs around the trunk, scrabbling to pull himself up to straddle the branch while also being careful to avoid the multitude of thorns.

He could only marvel at the expansive flatlands that opened up before him. His eyes were a mere 15 feet off the ground (when he stood on the branch), and yet it seemed as if he could see the earth curving off into the distance. The grasslands were marked by myriad oases of shrubbery, some appearing to be large enough and dense enough to house a herd of elephants, and to obscure them completely from the outside eye. The river he had been swept down continued to flow off to the East, occasionally dipping into a small canyon or ravine, winding its way as a sparkling blue ribbon across the landscape. Towards the West, upstream, he couldn't see how far he had come. There were no roads or cars or anything visible, only some rocky formations that broke free of the golden savanna like the jaws of the earth.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" The leopard said. Caden started, and nearly fell off his branch as his head whipped around to find the cat. He was lounging contentedly in a higher branch, his whiskers slanted forwards in that enigmatic feline grin. Caden looked around in bewilderment; he couldn't see how he could have possibly missed seeing the cat in the tree as he climbed it, but he certainly didn't sense him climbing the tree after him either. Slowly, he turned his head back to face the strange being.

"Who are you?" Again the question simply slipped out. He hadn't spoken a word to anyone for a month or two before his trip to Africa, and now was certainly not the time to wax loquacious, not with this deadly predator crouching only a few feet away, but the leopard simply purred.

"You may call me Chui, and you, young human, are a trespasser in my territory." Again Caden tried to hide his confusion with silence, but his mouth began to work all on its own again.

"A trespasser? I didn't mean to walk on in to your stupid territory you dumb animal! I just want to go home. Please, let me go home!" Caden found his eyes tearing up again and it made him angry, which was odd. He had always thought of himself as a strong and capable person, stoic and mentally fortified, but the circumstances were simply too unbearable and too testing of his view of reality. As his hands balled into fists and quivered by his side, the leopard, Chui, grew deadly serious.

"A home...Yes, I wish I could send you back to the home you knew, but it is far too late for that," he intoned gravely.

"Why? Why is it too late?" The gazelles, only a few hundred feet away, were staring directly at the tree and the noisy creature on the branch, their tails and ears quivering as they beheld the scene, trying to decide if they should continue grazing or abandon the good place on account of the nearby predator. Something snapped inside of Caden, and as he beheld the gazelles he yelled wildly at them, his lips curling upwards and his nose wrinkling menacingly. They bolted, fleeing towards a thicket about a half mile away, determined to put distance between them and the predators. Chui remained unmoved.

After a few moments, Caden asked "Where did you go?"

"I went to where you began your flight into my territory," he said simply, "but the lions had beaten me there."

Caden's heart dropped like a stone and he swayed uncertainly, clutching the tree as pain shot through his chest. Chui climbed down from his higher branch and sat next to Caden, rubbing his cheek against the youth's face and wrapping his tail around his now slightly clothed waist. Caden could only shake himself, wanting to deny the leopard, to call him a liar, a dumb animal, a monster, but as his mouth parted the only thing that came out was a single, choked, and painful sob. He reached out to the only thing in this inhospitable wasteland giving him any form of comfort, the only thing, strange as it was, that was there for him.

He dug his fingers into the black rosettes upon the leopard's golden fur, burying his face into the cat's neck. Chui had the decency not to purr, to simply allow himself to be held and be a pillar of stability for a young man who had lost everything he knew. After several minutes Caden's heaving chest and ragged cries slowed, and Chui pulled away, climbing face-first down the tree and padding off into the underbrush.

"Come with me. You're hungry, are you not?" After a moment Caden climbed down numbly, much more awkwardly and clumsily than Chui. He stumbled after the leopard, his makeshift loincloth riding up between the cheeks of his rear as he walked, and every few seconds he would unconsciously reach back to readjust himself as he strode across the savanna behind the leopard. His shoes were gone, most likely swept away by the river, and the ground was hot and prickly with dried grasses and weeds, so the going was rather slow. Every time he began to fall too far behind Chui would stop to wait, turning and staring at the young man struggling through the tall grasses. He said nothing of the 'new' item of clothing, deciding to let the boy do as he wished. He understood Caden's very human need to begin organizing his life in some way or another.

They were marching towards the copse of trees and shrubbery in the north that the gazelles had fled to, but when they arrived the two gazelles were long gone, scared off by a fresh corpse of one of their species laying on its side, a good part of its midsection missing in a bloody mess. Flies were beginning to descend and Caden's stomach turned.

"Some of the plants and leaves here are edible to you," Chui said, and proceeded to point out which ones they were. Caden went about chewing the fibrous meal, distressed at how meager and bland a meal they made. Chui stood by and watched, and when Caden could find no more of the edible plants Chui gave a meaningful look at the dead gazelle. Caden was silent, staring into the creatures blank and unseeing eyes as he processed what Chui clearly meant him to do. But he couldn't do it, the more he stared, the more repulsed he became, and before long he simply couldn't stand the sight and the smell. Appearing more calm than he felt, he slowly, carefully, walked away from the gore and the trees, back towards his designated "home" by the river. After a few seconds, Chui followed without a word.

Caden knew he had to get home somehow; he had to escape this big cat. The life he was being offered was no life at all, either eating from raw and rotting carcasses, or starving on the meager supply of hardly edible plants. And living with this dangerous, talking, and very oddly homoerotic leopard, how on earth could such a thing even begin to be right? But he found that whenever his thoughts strayed towards the sleek, golden, and beautifully spotted form now making its way silently behind him, he began to feel a slight stirring, a warmth that would quiver through his fingertips. He blushed as he walked, thankful the leopard couldn't see his front as he remembered what had transpired the night before, and how much he had let himself enjoy it even given the circumstances. The image of the cat's bewhiskered and purring face staring deep into his soul as he licked ever lower...

Caden shook himself, forcing himself to stop before his almost-nudity betrayed him, but it did make him reexamine his position somewhat. This feline had helped him, had saved his life even, and was continuing to do so even now by keeping him fed and watered and away from predators in this desolate and dangerous wilderness. Perhaps there would be a chance, he thought, of getting home if he simply played along with the cat's game. He peeked over his shoulder as he walked and Chui was there, staring back with those intense and all-knowing eyes. Unease shot through Caden's mind, and he tried to think a bit less loudly.

He wasn't exactly comfortable with the leopard's, erm, advances, and he knew that if he did stay, the cat would surely instigate more "encounters." This wasn't how things were supposed to happen. All of this strained the bounds of reality, and seemed more the work of a strange sort of fever dream than anything in the real world. Yet when he pinched himself all it did was hurt, when the sun beat down on his face he could only squint his eyes in response, and when a rock stuck in his foot he flinched at the sudden sharpness. It was all just too real, too many details were too harsh and right for it to be anything but.

He thought of home, thinking briefly, longingly, of his (ex?) girlfriend Jenny, but instead of the pain of love once had, now lost, his mind began to coil strangely in anger and disgust. He had never managed to lose his virginity in the couple years of his adulthood, or even before like many of his friends had. Instead he had waited, deciding to hold onto his "innocence" until marriage like Jenny had always said she wanted, passing up offers from other women who had chosen to revel in their youths, instead focusing on the straight and narrow and on doing what he thought was right. His anger showed him, now that he was lost in this desolate place, that he regretted it now, he regretted that he might die never seeing another beautiful woman like Jenny, or even another human being. He rued not having the chance to exert his masculinity, to hold a lover in his arms and kiss her till her lips turned blue, bending her over backwards as he-

-stumbled forward, hooked unexpectedly from behind, and only barely managed to keep his footing as he realized that the leopard had bit softly into the back of his makeshift loincloth. The big cat held him there, looking up into Caden's face as he turned to see what had snagged him so suddenly. Chui, unnervingly intent as always, began to rumble with a thunderous growl, somewhere between a purr and a low snarl, and the sound of it made Caden shiver as goosebumps broke out all over his skin. His breathing quickened as he felt those whiskers brushing threateningly against his bare cheeks, the cat's jaws holding the slim piece of fabric wedged between them tightly. The leopard's warm and humid breath made him incredibly self-conscious and he tried to pull away, stammering about needing some water. Chui's paw deftly caught Caden's ankle as he tried to move, and Caden stumbled to land, softly, into the grass face-first.

Chui was on him in an instant, crouching over him, licking and nibbling his back and bare rump. Caden, startled, opened his mouth to stammer out a protest with as much dignity as possible, only for his eyes to widen in embarrassed shock as the only sound that came out was a tremulous mewl, and he clamped his hands quickly over his mouth as the leopard lapped mercilessly at the more sensitive areas of his rear. He tried to resist, to stop the crazy cat somehow, but it all melted away as those heavy paws came to rest firmly on Caden's back, gentle, pin-pricking claws piercing perniciously, a subtle threat that felt at odds with the pleasure of those velvety soft paw pads, kneading his tensed back remarkably pleasurably. The massage, coupled with the rough sandpaper licks and those ten tiny knives poised delicately in his back, destroyed any thought of resistance. As the warmth flowed through the cat's paws into his body, he found he was even moaning for it through his fingers, all arguments for caution forgotten, practically begging the leopard to continue his ministration. But as always, it seemed that Chui had his own thoughts.

He crawled up to Caden's ear, snuffling and purring right beside and mentally whispered.

"Go then and get your water, my kitten." And then he was gone, stalking across the grass, flirting his tail behind him with an air of pleased self-confidence. Caden was left gasping in the dust, shaking and shivering as he realized that he truly longed once again for the leopard's touch. He drew himself up shakily, staring at the retreating cat and realized just how crushed he was in his loneliness, fighting the urge to chase after the strange being that held him so deftly in his claws. His mind churned inexorably, coming around to the idea that perhaps his old world really was gone forever, that everything that had tied him to what used to be had now, literally, been torn away as thoroughly and relentlessly as the clothes on his back had been. His thoughts spun in circles as he realized that even by making the very loincloth he now wore that he had been making a decision to stay, to make a place for himself. That he was making a conscious effort to survive and live in this desolate land, with the one and only companion that remained to him.

He struggled to his feet, his entire body tingling with sensation and electrical energy as he made his choice. Had he not read about Remus and Lupus, the twins who had been saved and raised by the she-wolf, in his history class? How many times had he sat and daydreamed about such a thing? How many times had he entertained himself with the thoughts of stalking the woods with his she-wolf by his side, making kills and feasting on the glory of the hunt? Here he had his chance, and while Chui was no she-wolf, he was certainly something far more mysterious and exciting than he could have ever imagined.

Caden reached the ravine, and he crawled carefully down the rocky cliff to walk towards the water. It seemed so serene now, flowing past with a sense of steady purpose rather than rushing madness. He crouched at the river's edge and lowered his head to drink, sucking the life-giving manna straight from its source. As his hands and lips touched the water, he realized just how hot he was, how much the sun had actually began to make his skin red and sore.

He approached an eddy, a place where the rocks formed a sort of still pool, and he could see his reflection in the calmer water. His sandy hair was cut short, and its mousy brownness was already beginning to change from the constant sun, becoming more the color of spun gold. He admired it, and was surprised at how fast he seemed to be adapting, having only been out for just a few days. His hair shone softly in the sun, and he knew that it would become gold completely through the more he exposed it to the intense rays of the daylight. He looked up, it was noon, and the sun was directly overhead. He was in Tanzania, he knew, in the great Serengeti park, and he realized that it would pretty much always be summer here. Tanzania was so close to the equator that the seasons shifted almost imperceptibly, and he knew that he wouldn't have to worry about the intensely cold winters of his hometown.

He returned his attention to his reflection. He was mostly hairless, only a slight amount of peach fuzz covered his legs and arms, and his body had no protection from the intense glare from the sun. He could see that he was promptly turning red, and he knew that he would have to start hanging out in the shade more, especially at this time of day.

He decided to swim though, despite the ferocious sun, and he carefully removed his loin cloth and laid it on the bank. Naked, he slowly waded into the water, which was delightfully cool and soothing to his burnt skin, and he found that the current was no longer intense or rushing like it had been, that if he held onto a few rocks and branches caught in the middle of the flow, he could stay put and simply relax. The sound of the water serenaded him, and he let the time slip by.

"!rrgrhh¡..." came the thought, and the sound in his mind made him start once more, looking around in worry. Chui was nowhere to be seen, and it hadn't sounded (felt?) like his voice at all. It had a much more slithery, grating quality to it, nothing like the gentle purr of the leopard. It had sounded somewhat garbled even, unintelligable, as if it was being said to him from a long way away and through a telephone line with a bad connection.

"Prrrrey..." came the thought again, clicking into his mind with sudden meaning as his eye caught the strange sight of a log moving against the current, about twenty feet downstream, and as he understood the thought his heart thumped and skipped a beat. The golden yellow eyes that stared back at him said only one thing, and the long rudder tail that continued to propel the crocodile towards him only increased his suspicions and his fear.

"Prey..!!" Caden was leaping out of the water now, dashing to the cliff and climbing it faster than he thought was possible. He ran naked across the savannah towards the tree, stumbling with the pain in his feet from the sharp grasses, where Chui reclined as luxuriously as a king in the shade. He leapt for the cat, landing right beside him and buried his face into the feline's fur, for the second time that day sobbing uncontrollably. Chui, utterly bewildered at the boy's dramatic change in need for affection, wrapped his forepaw around the youth and held him close. Caden was still soaked, and he realized that he had left his loincloth down on the bank, but he didn't care. He just needed to be safe, he needed to feel protected, and here he was, wrapped in the paws of the one who could promise that to him.

Chui purred and let Caden relate the story of his encounter with the reptile, broken by periodic hiccups as he slowly recovered and regained his composure. He told how he could hear the crocodile much like how he could hear the leopard and, as he realized the insanity of what he just said, he stopped and stared hard at the cat, peering directly at the leopard's stoic and clearly unsurprised face, returning the young man's gaze with striking intensity. Caden's heart began to sink again, and he asked.

"What's happening to me?" Chui was silent for a few minutes.

"You can no longer return to the home you knew. You are mine now." He said, and he licked the boy's face, purring softly to show his affection. They were silent for a few minutes, and the leopard began to become more insistent with his licking. He wrapped his paws around Caden's shoulders and held him tightly enough to prevent him from moving, licking his hair into all sorts of directions. He even got Caden to laugh, tickled by the whiskers in spite of (or perhaps because of) his own semi-hysterical state. Chui purred louder and louder, a rumbling thunder that spoke of bliss and endless contentment. Caden began to relax, huddling closer to that warm, safe fur, blushing as Chui's licks began to linger around his neck. He gasped softly as he felt gentle nibbles, love bites, one could say, shuddering as the heat returned to his groin, his member growing thicker and harder as it pressed against the leopard's soft coat and toned musculature. The leopard pressed insistently in return, pushing the boy onto his back once again and crouching over his completely exposed body.

He began to hump his hips forward, dragging his furred underside against Caden's sensitive member. Caden mewled softly, struck once again by the sound as it came out of his mouth, but he was distracted from it as the pressure on his manhood increased and the pace quickened. The leopard growled slightly to himself, and Caden felt a slick pole against his own. He blushed heavily, somewhat drawn to his senses, but Chui refused to let him go. They rubbed, the friction turning them both on in ways Caden could have never imagined to be so exciting.

Their bits came together again and again, drawing his attention completely to the intimacy of the moment as their hips ground together heatedly. Caden, though worried about the "gayness" of the situation, found he also couldn't resist it. He was simply along for the ride as they pushed, and humped, and mixed together, fur and flesh forming a forbidden, but somehow sacred bond.

Caden reached up, drawing has hands and fingers through the thick and luscious coat of the indomitable creature above him. The purrs vibrated through their contacting chests, and Caden pulled the cat ever closer, licking his fur and giving bites of his own. The leopard thrust his whiskers forward as he reciprocated, and they shared each other's playful biting and scratching, rolling around amongst the grass with contented growls and chuckles. Caden even managed to roll the cat onto his back, but only for a second as a mischievous glint came into Chui's eye, and he darted back up, pushing Caden down beneath him.

Caden's legs were spread open by the weight of the cat's hind legs pushing between them, and he blushed heavily as the cat's shaft dipped lower, nudging underneath his balls and against the tight ring of flesh behind. Caden knew what the feline wanted, and he shivered, clutching at the cat with a sudden unease, but Chui stopped, whispering into his mind a single word.

"Run." And then he was off, leaving Caden alone for the moment with his aching need. Caden, still shaking from the encounter, blushed as he knew exactly what was going to happen.

The grass was tall, about as tall as his waist, and he crouched in it, running through the savanna in an attempt to hide from the leopard. His length bobbed around lewdly, distracting him as he tried to flee. Occasionally he would stop, unable to withstand his lust, to give himself a few pumps with his fist, moaning softly as he held himself on edge. Everything was so electric, and he felt as if the very air was alive with tension. The wind played through the grass and over his doubled over form, through his hair and over his bare rump, its gentle stirring serving only to emphasize the silence in the landscape at this peak time in the day.

He ran bent at the waist, halting to crouch on all fours every once in a while to listen for the cat, but each time there was nothing. Even the birds had gone silent, and he was left alone with his pounding heart between the grass and the dust.

Sweat ran from every pore, his body glistening with the exertion and the heat of the day, and still he peered through the swaying grass. Nothing, every time, there was nothing. The pounding of his heart, his quickened breath, it all seemed so loud to him. He covered his mouth, trying to hold his breath and stay silent, but he never could, it was as if he was the only thing in the world making any noise, as if he was the only thing that moved. He could feel a powerful presence nearby, the menace looming like a shadow in this shadowless land. He knew what was happening.

He was being hunted.

His head twitched around at every noise, every swish in the grass and rustle of a twig, and, for some reason, it all just made his desire spike ever higher and higher. His breath came in shuddering gasps, and he continued to flee despite his aching need for pleasure, trying to find a suitable hiding place. Caden ran, nearly tumbling into a ditch as it materialized before him. The grass inside swallowed him up, and it was there he rested.

He waited, breathless, and the silence pressed upon his ears. He looked around, his erection throbbing needily as he crouched on all fours in the dust, his mouth open wide, panting hard in time with his heaving chest. His hair was mussed up, and his eyes were wild as he turned circles, looking for the hunter that he knew had to be just beyond his field of vision.

The leopard was close, he knew it, and he watched the grass in front of him intently as he noticed a strange movement. There was an oppressive feeling of "happening" in the air; the calm before the storm, the wave before the break, the dam before the burst. He could feel it, Chui was right in front of him, but he still couldn't be seen. He shivered and shook, watching, waiting for the grass to part.

Until he was mauled heavily from behind, an earsplitting roar making him jump out of his skin as it tore the very air apart with its passing. Birds leapt into action, fleeing and calling their warnings, and Caden shrieked along with them as he tumbled forward, parting the grass and kicking up clouds of dust into the air, obscuring his movements and the movements of the predator behind him.

The snarling reverberated intensely through his ears and into his very bones, and Caden struggled for his life as the weight of his attacker pressed down upon him from behind, forcing him to the ground without mercy. His legs were pushed wide apart easily as he continued to slip and miss his footing, the blazing and twisting creature forcing his way between his exposed thighs, pushing down onto his back to keep him from escaping even as Caden's hands scrabbled at the dirt and rocks for purchase, trying in vain to release himself from this powerful monster.

Chui leapt forward and bit Caden roughly in the back of the neck, piercing the skin and causing him to yelp helplessly at the sudden pain. Fear coursed through his being as instinct forced him to be still despite the tension in his body that still sought to throw off the leopard's weight. They sat there for what felt like an eternity in this position, the dusty, sweaty, and very excited Caden panting hard, feeling the grass sway against his bare body and the hard dirt grate against his front. Chui sat there as well, crouched between Caden's widespread legs, his own erect cock pushed hard against the crack in the human's rear, his teeth buried in the scruff of the boy's neck causing him to breath hard through his nose with that fiercely savage look upon his muzzle.

Caden began to come to his senses as the adrenaline of the sudden attack ebbed, and he realized the positioning of their bodies to his overwhelming humiliation, moving carefully to ease himself out from under the leopard. Chui erupted again into that vicious growl and bucked his hips forward, causing Caden to twist away as best he could, but to no avail as the leopard pushed between his cheeks ruthlessly. Caden froze at once as the teeth in his neck tightened painfully, and was afraid to move again for fear he may not live a second longer if he did. The leopard's throbbing shaft held him fixated beneath the great cat, and he could sense that the leopard wanted nothing more than to penetrate him without a second thought.

But he didn't. Chui rubbed sensuously against his boy, against this prize of his, relishing the moans and the grunts he elicited from below. His claws drew fine lines in the boy's skin, occasionally pricking just deep enough to draw the slightest amount of blood. Caden could only yelp when this happened, but the pain and the passion of the situation seemed to go hand in hand so strangely.

And still the leopard bucked, his tail lashing high in the air like a flag, waving his triumph to the whole savanna as he abused his prey. Caden was squirming again, no longer trying to escape, but incapable of being still at the overwhelming sensations, the many sensations of pain and pleasure mixing into his desire, beating down his resistance with powerfully electric blows.

"Please..!" He finally moaned as the cat's fur slithered sensuously across his naked form. "Please! I-I can't t-t-take it...!" his face was red as he realized what he was asking for, but he couldn't stop stuttering it. His mouth just wouldn't stop babbling, and he begged even as his shame grew, his need mounting higher even than the humiliation that begged him to come back to his senses, "I-I want it...I want it I want it I want it I want it...." His helpless pleading continued, much to the clear pleasure of the big cat that played so adroitly upon his pleasures. Chui's body coiled and tensed like a spring, and the length he was grinding against his charge changed position, dragging upwards lewdly between Caden's legs, across his balls and sensitive taint to point straight at the exposed hole that he was asking. no, begging to be taken.

With surprising gentleness, the cat pushed into this tight space, driving forward even as Caden stiffened and gasped with the sudden pain. Everything began to disappear for him, the grass, the wind, the claws and even the bite on the back of his neck; his world shrank to what was happening to his insides as his virgin hole was violated for the first time. He squirmed, moaned, yelped even, but Chui refused to stop his push forward, refused to let Caden get even a breath of relief. He kept pushing, forcing his way inside, his tail lashing about behind him as he exalted in the moist warmth and tightness of his prey.

He drove himself to the hilt, only stopping when his balls slapped against Caden's own. Caden let out a long, shuddering gasp as he felt the leopard sink suddenly into him with a singular pop, his mind beyond words and his body beyond sounds. His mouth gaped silently at the intensity of the sensation in his rear, and the ring of flesh down there clenched harder and harder against the leopard's mass, trying to rid itself of its intruder with mounting frustration. Chui was there to stay though, and he enjoyed the clenching with soft purrs and growls, allowing his shaft to be massaged by Caden's insides. The leopard held this position for several long minutes, the human helpless to move in any way to give himself any sort of relief, forcing Caden to tense up tighter and tighter, his body winding itself up painfully, ineffectively until, finally exhausted, he was forced to collapse, his muscles giving way to the sheer physical and mental force of the feline crouching over him.

Chui's teeth were still buried in Caden's neck, and he wasn't letting go anytime soon. He began to purr loudly, vibrating the boy beneath him and inundating him with the tranquilizing sound.

"You must relax..." he purred, and after a few deep breaths, Caden managed it, though only slightly. It took many long and deep breaths of this sort to get him to unclench, and he began to become familiar with the feeling of the cock in his ass. They spent the moments deeply entwined, the bond between them growing with the intimacy of their bodies. As Caden relaxed, Chui slowly pulled out, the soft barbs of flesh dragging against Caden's insides, granting him escape from the insufferable pressure.

Caden instantly tensed again with the leopard's movement, letting out a throaty moan that echoed through the grass. The sun was beginning to sink in the sky, watching the copulation below with all its intensity. Chui waited until they had both relaxed again, and continued to pull out slowly, only about two inches before pushing back in again.

Caden shuddered, helpless against this beast as he was rutted ever so slowly, and ever so tenderly. The friction continued, in and then out, and again, causing the boy's cock to throb and dribble into the dust beneath, the grasses stroking his bare skin as they swayed in the wind. The rhythm continued, and the pain began to ebb away, only to be replaced with an intense and pressured feeling of pleasure. Each time Chui humped, he drew himself out farther and farther, relishing his own pleasure as his barbed cock was stimulated by the over-tight passage. He pushed back in deeper as well, slowly setting the pace for the fucking that was about to happen.

Caden could feel the increased speed, and he was unbearably aware of every inch being thrust inside him and then removed, only to be pushed back in again. He moaned involuntarily every time he was humped up against, his eyes closed tight as he was mercilessly screwed.

Chui bit harder and began to hump harder still, thrusting his length into his boy with increasing desperation, pulling it out almost completely before shoving it back in. He growled, snarled, but these aggressive sounds were belied by his continuous purr. The two beings shuddered together, sharing in the throes of ecstasy together under the open sky and in the great public solitude of the wilds.

Caden could feel a point get pressed inside of him during every thrust, and it made his eyes spring open as he was driven wild by the desire it caused him. His cock swung below him as he was pounded, out of his reach, and it dribbled its silvery fluid into a growing puddle beneath him. He could feel a similar reservoir forming in his ass, the feline precum lubricating its efforts to slide inwards and outwards, and those efforts served only to spike his own pleasure towards an ever approaching climax.

Without warning, the grip on Caden's neck tightened and a dull roar emanated from the leopard. Caden could feel a warm splashing feeling in his backside as the thrusts came faster and harder, forcing the cum back out his hole to dribble down his thighs and down into the pubic hair behind and around his balls. Caden's face flushed pure red as the leopard came, grunting and moaning through the inexorable mating as he felt his own orgasm come nearer, pulsing through his body needily.

But Chui began to slow, milking his seed deep into the boy's rear, eliciting moans and yelps from his prey even as he frustrated the boy's release. Caden ached for his own pleasure, growling that he had been brought so close only to be stopped right at the edge, but was surprised when, as quickly as he had stopped, the leopard was once again ramping up the speed of his thrusts. Caden could only mewl happily, his own cock throbbing as it begged for its release, though he was confused as he wondered how long this could go on.

A strange memory hit him then, his basic life sciences class back in freshman year of university. His teacher was talking about different sex lives of different animals in an attempt to engage the young adult class, and, of course, he pointed to the harem of the mighty lion as an example.

"Now lions are an endangered species, due to overhunting, and this makes potential mates somewhat scarce, especially for a young male with no harem of his own. When the lion does encounter a female though, he may court her for several weeks, copulating as many as twenty times a day to ensure the female becomes pregnant..."

Caden groaned again, and this time it wasn't as much about the ferocious screwing he was receiving. This cat, though he was no lion, could surely go on for ages, the pleasure simply building with each time he came. Caden moaned and squirmed as the extra lubrication allowed Chui to push deeper and harder. Every time he was thrust against, his cock dribbled just a little more, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer, not if Chui kept going like his thrusts promised he would. His own desperation mounted with the increasing speed of the leopard's thrusts, and his shaft throbbed painfully as his orgasm drew near once again.

At last he was at his limit, and as the warmth spurt inside him once again, Caden yowled out at the top of his lungs, spraying his cum across the ground and down into his own face where it was pushed into the dirt. Caden screamed at the insane and sustained intensity of the rapture, shooting his load again and again, the constant thrusting in his ass ensuring that his orgasm continued for over a minute.

Chui, caught in the moment, yowled in unison with Caden, sending the birds, who had returned, flying into the air once more. They writhed together, these two males caught in the ecstasy of wild, uninhibited exhibition. Caden could only gasp and shudder with pleasure, helplessly trapped between the soft paws of the leopard and the hard ground of the earth as his orgasm finally began to subside. Chui had stopped thrusting and was licking the back of Caden's neck, where he bled freely. The mating had been so intense, Chui had accidentally bitten deeper into Caden's neck than he had intended, but neither truly cared. Chui whispered into Caden's mind, murmuring encouragements and expressing his contentment, but Caden could only lay there and blink, before finally muttering one phrase.

"I love you, Chui." The leopard rumbled with a dramatic purr, and licked his boy's ears and hair sweetly, before grinning his feline grin once more, his hips rocking as he began to buck forth again into the depths of Caden's now well lubricated backside.

Caden trembled, goosebumps covering his skin as he was over-stimulated, though he was far past caring and anyways incapable of moving. As dusk began to descend, Chui gave no sign of stopping, casting thoughts at Caden that showed him being claimed again and again and again that night, Caden found himself casting those very thoughts back towards the enigmatic mind of the cat, eliciting a rumbling chuckle in response. The leopard ramped up his speed, making it clear that he was going to make those thoughts a reality, and the pleasure began to mount once more. Helpless, as always, Caden could only think one thing.

"Oh, fuck..."