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Our story begins about 20 years ago, near the foothills of the Odessa Mountain Range and along the shore of Larsen Creek. There, in a single story farmhouse lived then 19-year old Shawn.

Shawn moved into the modest house a little over a year prior, after turning 18 and graduating from nearby Twin Lakes High School. The 6'6" eight-pointed buck was athletic and good at working with wood. In fact, he turned this into his profession, creating custom-built wood furniture and sculptures for anyone who was willing to pay for his services.

The interior of his house was modern, with many of the amenities you'd find in most Kapernian households (a TV, computer, etc.), but he was also a "farm boy", preferring to live off the land instead of resorting to going into town for food. He had his own greenhouse in the back of his property where he grew various fruits and vegetables, and also had berry bushes planted nearby. These bushes would provide Shawn with fresh blueberries and raspberries during the summer months.

The land provided Shawn with just about everything that he could need, except for a partner in life. Shawn lived the life of a modern buck. His father remained with his mother after he was created and produced two more fawns after Shawn (his younger brother and sister). This meant Shawn had a drive to find a female to marry and produce fawns of his own with. However, this drive often conflicted with other, more primal urges.

Much like most Kapernian males, especially those at the peak of their sexual lives, Shawn had a strong desire to mate. He would often develop sexual urges that could only be satisfied after sticking his 12 inches of buckhood into a warm vaginal canal. Sometimes, he could simply relieve these tensions by masturbating, but other times he needed to have sex. These issues were compounded during the autumn months, where his desire to mate/breed was at its annual peak. During this time, only having live sex with a partner would be enough to ease his sexual tension.

Sometimes he'd be able to make the trip to Odessa where the nearest sex club was located, but he didn't always have the financial resources or the time to do that. So, in order to satisfy his needs, he would sometimes get out his "play doe" and pleasure himself that way. Still, he craved the feel of an actual doe, particularly one who was in the mood to produce fawns. Just knowing that he had the chance to pass his genes onto another generation would be enough to relax him quite a bit.

There were opportunities for him to do this. This part of Mason Island was known for having deer tribes in it, and while his land was considered a part of the Twin Lakes "city limits", he wouldn't have to go too far to find a tribe of does. Of course, this would also mean competing with other males who also wanted the same thing he did, nomadic bucks who were more experienced than him in fighting for the right to breed. A young adult buck, even one as athletic and strong as Shawn was, would have a hard time earning this right in his first attempt. Still, the potential reward made him think about giving it a try.

Then, on a bright and warm day in October, as Shawn was in the backyard, he noticed something that was blown in on the southeast breeze. The scent was sweet and made the inside of his nose tingle as he turned towards the breeze's direction and got more of a whiff of it. It was something that he had not smelled before personally, but instinctively knew what it was. It was the scent of doe pheromones, and they seemed to be coming from somewhere nearby.

He kept sniffing the wind as the pheromones aroused him, causing his buckhood to stiffen inside his pants, creating a bulge as his sex drive kicked into high gear. It didn't take him long to realize that this could be the chance he waited for, so he got into a canoe that he made not long after moving into the area and decided to "follow his nose", all while his dick was throbbing inside his pants, his balls churning eagerly as the desire to breed took over. He was so obsessed with mating that he didn't think about what he might find downstream, with the potential of having to fight against other bucks for the right to pass his seed to the does.

But, the temptation to breed was too strong for Shawn to ignore. He kept rowing down the river, using his sensitive nose to guide him to the does that produced the aroma, noticing that there were at least three distinct scents being produced. They seemed somewhat similar to one another but had slightly different fragrances that Shawn could distinguish between, letting him know that there was more than one doe advertising her willingness to be bred.

Then, after about a mile of going down the river, Shawn finally found what he was looking for. Not far from where he was, he saw three young adult does, all of whom were naked and appeared to be a part of a tribe. One of the does wore a "crown" of wildflowers upon her head as the three of them were near the shore of the creek. They seemed to be alone, with no other bucks around, suggesting that these three must've been trying to start their own tribe. This was a golden opportunity for Shawn, since does of a fledgling tribe usually took the first buck that wandered into their territory.

Shawn knew that he needed to act as quickly as possible before another buck followed his nose to the threesome, so he brought the canoe over to the shoreline and got out, making his presence known to the three does. "Hi there", he called to them as his buckhood continued to throb with anticipation inside his pants.

The three does turned to face Shawn and seemed to be eager to see him. They noticed his tall and athletic profile, along with the sizeable bulge in his pants. The instinct to produce fawns from him proved to be very strong, so they were quick to welcome him. They surrounded the buck, with two of the does at his sides while the one wearing the crown of wildflowers was groping him from the front.

"Welcome to our tribe, cutie", the doe with the wildflower crown mentioned in a sweet tone as her hand was touching the bulge in his pants. "I'm Sage...and these are my sisters, Violet and Lily", she added a few seconds later as her tail began to flicker excitedly. Both Violet and Lily also seemed eager to be with Shawn, their own tails also moving rapidly while they fondled him.

"I take it that you've gotten our little 'invitation'.", Sage commented in a more playful tone as her hand kept rubbing his bulge, growing more curious about what his pants concealed.

"Uh...yes...as a matter of fact, I did", Shawn replied as the three females touched his body while he felt their combined warmth pressed against him. Meanwhile, his heavy balls were churning as the pheromones they produced continued to influence his body, making plenty of seed to ensure he had enough to satisfy all three.

Sage chuckled briefly, then took things further by reaching into his pants and grabbing hold of his member. "It's a good thing that you found us before anyone else could, because now you can have us all to yourself!", Sage mentioned as her hand rubbed Shawn's buckhood. "You are interested in giving all of us fawns, right?", she added soon after.

Shawn smiled and touched Sage's soft cheek. "I sure am...I'm more than willing to give my seed to the three of you", he replied happily as the three females seemed quite eager to get started.

Sage then removed her hand from his pants, then stepped back, having her sisters do the same. "Good...now, why don't you take those pants off and show us what is inside them", Sage suggested calmly.

Shawn seemed eager to oblige, undoing the button and zipper in the front, then lowering his pants for the trio. The instant that he did, his long and throbbing buckhood sprung forth from the opening in the front of his boxers, with precum appearing at the tip. The three does were impressed with what Shawn was packing, but he was not finished yet. He then removed his boxers to show off his lemon-sized testicles, swollen from the extra sperm that they produced during this time of year.

Finally, he removed the shirt he wore, showing off his upper body as well as his lower, showing how athletic of a male he was. Sage and her sisters watched with delight, their tails flickering rapidly as their receptive pussies dripped and quivered for the buck. "So...what do you think?", he soon asked, posing for them a little, deliberately making his member twitch upward to show how strong and potent he was.

Sage was the first to act, being the future matriarch of the tribe, going over to Shawn and touching his buckhood. "Let's not waste any more time talking. We both know what we want, so let's get to it", Sage commented as the space between her legs "burned" with anticipation. She then further advertised her willingness to receive Shawn's seed by going over to a nearby tree and leaning up against it, her tail raised high while she spread her legs apart, her rear facing him. "Don't be too rough with me, cutie. It's my first time", she soon mentioned as Shawn saw how Sage's folds were dripping with her doe honey, showing off her desire to be bred.

Shawn came up to Sage from behind as his member throbbed for the doe, dripping precum onto the ground along the way. Violet and Lily were watching nearby, awaiting their turns with the impressive buck, touching themselves a bit while doing so.

When he was close enough, Shawn used one of his hands to guide his tip to Sage's vaginal opening, probing it a few times before it found the spot. Then, the horny male placed his hands on Sage's hips, held them tightly and introduced his length to the receptive doe. Both he and Sage moaned happily as their genitals joined, with Shawn pushing his buckhood deep into Sage's passage. Her hole was very warm and moist, gripping his pole firmly as it moved inward. Occasional spurts of precum would leave Shawn's tip as he entered Sage, getting onto her vaginal walls, then eventually her cervix when he was deep enough inside.

He gripped Sage's hips firmly and started to move soon after, humping the fertile young doe at a moderate pace, letting his buckhood rub along her tight passage. Shawn felt quite happy to be inside Sage, his tongue hanging out from one side of his mouth a little while grunting a bit as he mated with her. His buckhood throbbed against Sage's insides, continuing to spurt precum while the churning in his balls grew stronger, preparing his load to be released into the female.

Meanwhile, Violet and Lily watched as Shawn's buckhood went back and forth through Sage's pussy, seeing how it had become glazed in their sister's nectar while he mated with her. The other two does sat nearby with their legs spread open, touching themselves as they awaited their turns to be bred.

On her end, Sage constantly felt the long and slender buckhood pass through her vaginal canal, reaching deep inside while his precum kept hitting her cervix. As he became more aroused, the spurts became stronger and more frequent, with his length thickening a bit to fill the passage more effectively. Her body reacted by tightening around him a bit, doing everything she could to stimulate Shawn to produce a large load. She moved her legs a bit further apart, giving him more access to her pussy while clutching the trunk of the tree with her arms. "Ahh...yes...give me more!", she soon called to him.

The happy and eager buck obliged the doe by increasing his pace and grunting more, getting into the act of breeding with the receptive female. He felt a potent load of seed building inside him as Sage's pheromones kept tickling the inside of his nose. As such, he soon leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the future matriarch and drove his buckhood into her, moving at a rapid pace while acting on natural instinct.

Sage moaned and panted while being bred, taking what Shawn gave her as she felt his warm body on top of her own. His member twitched against her vaginal walls as it moved rapidly through them, with Shawn grunting a breathing heavily as his climax neared. Sage kept taking what he delivered as her vaginal walls tightened and released a fresh gush of sauce, making her hole good and slippery.

The aroused buck kept pumping his maleness into Sage rapidly and repeatedly until the churning in his balls became too intense, causing the male to plunge his length as deep as he could into the doe as his climax hit. Thick jets of cum erupted from Shawn's tip, getting onto and through Sage's cervix, beginning to create a pool of seed in the lower part of her uterus. She squealed when she felt him inseminate her while he kept grunting with delight, clutching the doe tightly in his arms while following his natural desire.

He came inside her for several moments before finally relaxing a bit, releasing his grip around Sage as he pulled out of her. Even though they weren't actively hunted like their four-legged counterparts would be, the quick mating was a trait that had been passed down from their wild ancestors. They had the freedom to enjoy the experience more, but they still mated a lot like how wild deer would.

Upon pulling out, Shawn's buckhood remained fully erect and throbbing, showing he still had plenty of vigor in him. In fact, a small amount of his thick off-white cum dribbled from his tip after it left Sage's pussy, leaking onto the ground beneath him. Meanwhile, Sage basked in the afterglow of her first mating, feeling the warmth and the tingle of Shawn's seed deep within her. It was a solid start, but she knew there was more to come, she knew from what she was told that once a buck inseminated a receptive doe, he would not leave her side until he was certain that any fawns she produces would be his.

As for Shawn, he stretched for a second after finishing with Sage, then turned towards Violet and Lily, his maleness still fully aroused and twitching. "Who's up next?", he commented eagerly, already back in the mood for another mating.

Lily and Violet were quick to respond, with each of them opening their legs wide to the buck. "Do me next, cutie! My 'flower' needs your 'pollen'!", Lily remarked in a cheerful manner as she showed off her pussy by spreading her lips apart, exposing her opening to him as it twitched with excitement.

Violet didn't want to be outdone and followed Lily's example. "No...fill mine next! I'm the older one", Violet commented as she exposed herself to him, causing the buck's maleness to twitch at the sight.

"Only by two days!", Lily remarked to Violet, as it would seem like an argument was about to erupt between the other two females. However, Shawn was quick to intervene.

"Calm down, ladies...I've got plenty for all three of you", he mentioned calmly as his member continued to twitch as new precum started to appear from the tip.

"Yeah, and it's not like he's going to be leaving anytime soon", Sage also mentioned, remembering back to the days when they were in their birth tribe and when the bucks would come to compete for the right to breed with the receptive does back then.

Shawn soon came up with an idea that he thought would work. "How about we do this...I'll do Lily next, then Violet after her...then, next time around, Violet can go ahead of Lily and we'll keep switching between the two of you", Shawn suggested, intentionally not bringing up Sage, since as the future matriarch of the tribe she had the right to be first each time.

Violet and Lily knew this and seemed to come to an understanding. "OK, I guess we can try it that way", Violet remarked calmly as Shawn made his way closer to the other two does.

"Just make sure you put fawns in all of us, hon", Sage commented to Shawn while she finally let go of the tree she had been holding onto, feeling more relaxed after her first mating.

"Don't worry, I intend to", Shawn remarked eagerly while approaching Lily, getting down onto his hands and knees as he decided to take the doe the way she was. Lily was more than willing to let Shawn inside her "flower" and reclined on the ground, her legs spread open as she felt the buck approach then cover her, introducing his buckhood to her fertile pussy.

For the rest of the afternoon, Shawn was busy with the three does, taking turns in planting his seed deep within their pussies. The four of them seemed quite content to breed, with each doe feeling a pool of Shawn's semen gathering in their uteri, growing larger with each time they were inseminated.

As evening came, it was time for the group to rest for the night, with Shawn being the "guest of honor" of the fledgling tribe. They would gather around the communal campfire and enjoy dinner before turning into the lone log cabin the does had built as it got dark. Shawn was surrounded by the three receptive does as they lay together on a bed made of dead leaves and hay, Sage on top of the buck and her sisters at his sides. The bed was not nearly as comfortable as what he was used to at home, but the presence of Sage and her sisters helped to relax him, combined with the energy that had been spent filling their fawn-makers earlier.

The mating would continue the next day, with Shawn once again giving everything he had to plant his fawns in all three does. For as long as at least one of them was in breeding condition he would remain with the tribe, the three females more than willing to have him mount them whenever his heart and buckhood desired.

Sage was the first to become impregnated, her egg getting fertilized later that afternoon. As she came out of heat, Sage backed off and allowed Shawn to focus more of his energy on her sisters, both of whom were still in breeding condition. As the group prepared for another night of sleeping together, Lily's fawn was conceived, leaving Violet as the only one of the three to still be in need of Shawn's sperm.

Violet got all the attention from Shawn the third day, having her pussy stuffed with Shawn's payload several times, causing her belly to become inflated a bit, giving the impression that she was already with fawn. By now, the constant mating was beginning to wear on Shawn as his sex drive was beginning to settle down. Between the three does, he had mated with them over 30 times in the span of about 48 hours.

Finally, early in the afternoon on the third day, Violet's egg was fertilized and she came out of heat, allowing Shawn to rest. Even though his job was done, the three does allowed him to stick around until evening, with the threesome appreciative of his efforts and his seed. It would likely take a while before Shawn, even with him being at sexual peak, to get in the mood for sex again after this.

After one more evening with the does, Shawn and the fledgling tribe parted ways, which was typical for tribal deer to do. The males only stayed for as long as there was a receptive female to breed, then they left the does to carry on their lives and carry the fawns they planted in their wombs through the winter. Before leaving, Sage was quick to let Shawn know that he was welcome to come back if he wanted to do it again. At that moment, Shawn was content to go home and rest on his own bed, letting his tired body recover from the numerous matings he performed. He wouldn't rule out returning in the future, but it wasn't a guarantee either.

With that, the buck got back into his canoe and paddled for home, getting there before it got completely dark outside. Meanwhile, freshly impregnated, Sage and her siblings would retreat into their cabin to sleep together. They would soon start gathering needed food and supplies to get through the winter months, as well as to properly care for the fawns that would soon grow in their wombs.

To be continued...