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I neither condone nor endorse any actions with in this story, it is a work of fiction and should be treated as such. If done in real life actions depicted in this story can land people in serious legal trouble, so please don't do it. That being said this story had been written from request by a friend about something that happened in his young life and is not wholly my own idea.

This story depicts sexual relations with a minor, masturbation in a public place and trespassing. As these are the main theme in the story if you're unable to view pornographic material in your state or province please stop reading now.

This is a work of Ben B. and he can be contacted at [email protected] if you wish to comment or suggest ideas for more stories.

Author notes:

I like writing stories for my friends and was happy when my friend who Well call papa came to me with this idea. At first I was a bit timid to write something from someone's memories as it can be problematic but he was awesome and let me have mostly free reign. Me and Papa are hoping to make this a multichapter story with this one being mostly non-fiction and the others being what if stories.

A boy's quest for lust : The cub and The stone

By Ben B.

Waiting until both my parents were asleep in the room across from mine in the apartment I climbed up on my bed and pulled the window apart. I was still fully dressed even though I had taken a shower and gotten ready for bed less than an hour ago. For a moment I just sat on the window ledge to enjoy the night air against my twelve year old body, the scent of the wet grass and gravel on the wind. But before long I jumped down and closed the window behind me.

The grass under my window squished wetly under my feet but was the only sound I made so I was sure no one not already up would notice me. Most of the normal cars in the parking lot were there but here and there I could see reserved spots empty either because the apartment was empty or someone was out late.

Setting my eyes on my destination the other side of the parking lot I crossed it. As I walked with grave crunching under my feet I looked up at the night sky and was happy to see some of stars up in the sky instead of the vast darkness we had when we lived in apartment that was deeper in the city. Me and my parents had moved around a lot and I hated it but this apartment felt the most like home compared to the other apartment and houses we stayed in.

I stopped walking when I came to the big graffiti covered building that was the apartment buildings utility station, or at least it used to be it. The place was so ugly and dirty that I'd be surprised if no one but me visited it. Which I would be ok with because the utility station, or The Station as I liked to call it was my place. A place where I could hang out alone that no one could or would bother me.

The Station had a big sturdy metal door on the outside that was rusted and flaking but if you pushed on it just right the huge thing would open with barely a squeak. Though when you did it your hands would be covered in rusted metal shavings.

Walking into The station felt like walking into my own private lair which made a uncontrollable smile cross my face. Off in the far off corner of the brick walled room was a few milk crates stacked on each other with comic books inside. My mom had wanted me to throw them out after she found they were the dirty kind with sex and other stuff in them but I just sneaked them away here so I could enjoy them. And by enjoy them I mean jack off.

Michael a lion from my school had showed me how to jack off and I was hooked ever since. He had made me jack him off as payment but that was a small price to pay for such a valuable skill. If I was alone long enough to get my clothes off I would be jacking off. Which was always in The Station. Running off to the other corner opposite the milk crates I stripped out of my clothes, jacket on top and shoes on the bottom.

Next to my pile of clothes was a mirror that had seen better days, a large crack running down the mirror and the corner had a bullet hole in the middle. But I didn't mind when I dragged it out of the trash and into The Station and I definitely didn't mind when I flexed and watched myself in the mirror. I was a slightly chubby boar with molted brown and white skin and I thought I looked awesome.

Having enough of the mirror I stepped back towards the door and peaked out of it. I had jacked off inside of the Station enough time that it had gotten boring so I decided to try something new. Having never jacked off outside I always wondered how it felt so I was going to try it tonight and had the perfect place already picked out. The building to the right of The Station was just far enough away from it as to let someone like me pass through the gaps and into the park behind the building. Much like The Station the park was uncared for and was secluded. This meant no one to disturb me when I was having fun.

Making sure the parking lot was clear of people and no one could see me from the apartment windows I slipped naked out of The Station and towards the gap. The first thing I noticed was the cold air that hit my body and made me wrap my arms around me with a shiver. I didn't think it would feel that cold but I beard it and made it to the gap. Luckily I had gotten use to the cold somewhat when I started to wiggle trough the gape because I couldn't wrap my hands around me without getting stuck.

With the gap narrowing a bit at the end I had gotten a few scrapes on my belly, ass and hands but was otherwise unharmed when I stepped out from between the buildings and looked onto the clearing of overgrown plants. The bushes that were supposed to line the park and grown big enough that I had to worry about scratching my sensitive parts when I stepped over them.

I made my way to a rock that was a big as me that I could lay on after getting over bushes. The rock was grey with speckles of black inside of it and smooth to the touch. I didn't know why but it felt good under my hands and I couldn't wait to lay down on it.

Since it had just rained the rock was cool against my back as I laid on it. The wet surface matted my fur and felt good against my ass when I pressed against it. After quickly settling in I reached for my cock that was semi hard from the idea of doing this. Truth be told I was a bit scared about being caught even in a park no one visited but I got past that easy enough.

With my cock in my hand I started to stroke it up and down, my finger running from base to tip on the top while my other four fingers run on the underside. Six inches of thick cock was soon filling my hand and pulsing lightly to my heart beat.

Using my thumb I pulled down my foreskin to let my bulging mushroom head out and gasped when the cold wind hit it. The cold wind felt like an artic chill across my cock and made me arch my back with the new sensation. I wouldn't have said it was a bad feeling but it was a new one. A spurt of pre dribbled out of my piss slit when I settled down and I used my thumb to rub the slick liquid around. The feeling that came from me doing it was not a new one but god if I didn't love the way it made my cock pulse in my hand and with the cold air it felt even better.

I knew I wouldn't last long so I didn't try to make this one last. Putting my other hand on my balls to bounce and roll them around I pumped the one around my cock in quick strokes. While I stroked my cock I would squeeze my hand tight every so often so I could enjoy the tightness of it and watch my cock head bulge a bit before settling back to its normal size.

Moans and grunts of pleasure that I'm sure was loud enough to have woken my parents if I was home worked their way out of me as I stroked my cock. I wasn't just watching my hand and cock but would close my eyes and imagine some of the fantasies that were in the dirty magazines at The Station or one Michael had shown me. The one that came to mind was from of Michael magazine where he had showed me picture of the Vixen having her pussy fucked by a big strong stag. It was a double stage spread and I wanted to know how that Vixen felt with that Stag's big cock inside of her.

I had still been imagining how the woman must have felt when my orgasm sneaked up on me, because one second I was stroking my cock and feeling good then the next I felt the familiar pulse in my balls and cock. And soon I was shooting ropes of cum across my belly and hand in one of the best orgasms I had.

My hand was covered in cum and it matted the fur in white spots so I brought it to my hand and started to clean it. I liked the taste of my cum it was somewhat salty but tasted so good. Having cleaned my fingers by licking them clean I moved onto my belly and scooped cum into my mouth with two fingers.

For a while after I was done I just savored the taste of cum on my tongue but when it started to rain again I sat up. The rain was light so I didn't mind it, it actually felt rather nice. I missed the feeling when I was wiggling back through the gap in the wall to the station.

When I got back into The Station I shook off what water I could from myself before I headed to put on my clothes. I had only laid a hand on my clothes pile when I heard the crunch of shoes outside and someone walking towards the building. Panicking I looked around and looked towards the backdoor for escape. The door opened up to a fenced in area but had a gap in the fence big enough for an adult to get through from the parking lot, it had been the original way I found The Station.

Not thinking about it I just head for the door and got halfway there before The Station's front door opened. A ram in a yellow jump suit called for me to wait but I didn't listen and kept going. It only occurred to me that I couldn't go home with nothing on. I could convince my mom I had lost my clothes maybe but those was my own pair of shoes and she would be mad at me.

So even though I wanted to run back home I stepped back inside and found the ram sitting on my milk crates with one of my magazine in his hand. My clothes were across his lap as he flipped through the magazine and he only looked up when he saw me come back in. "Please don't tell my parents I'll get in trouble." I said as I slowly stepped towards him, my arms wrapped around my midsection defensively.

"Don't worry" he said and picked up my under wear to look at it "Billy, you are not in trouble." He sat the comic book down and then put my clothes on top before he stood up. "You seem to know a lot about sex." He said kneel in front of me. I could see he was younger then my dad because he didn't have grey spots and had really deep blue eyes that contrasted to his white fur. "Have you ever sucked a cock before." He asked and when I shook my head he asked if I wanted to suck his. I shook my head even harder at that. I don't know why I said no I always wanted to find out more about sex but I was just too scared right now.

I was still shaking my head so I didn't notice when he reached down and cupped my balls and cock in one big hand. "You're a big boy for your age, mind if I play with it." He said and rubbed a thumb up and down my shaft in a slight circle. I gasped out and nodded, which made him chuckle and then make me blush.

Kneeling behind me He started to stroke my cock while the other one rubbed over my ass. "Were you out in the rain" he asked and I nodded, I didn't know what else to do. Soon my cock was fully hard and he grasped it in his big hand, almost covering the whole thing. "Oh you're uncut, just like me." He said and the hand was removed from my ass to unzip his pants and put his hard cock between my legs. I looked down a gasped at it as he went back to playing with my ass. His cock was big, much bigger than me and suddenly I regretted turning down his offer to suck it.

He didn't finish up but just stopped stroking my cock and put his up. He was saying something as he came around to get me my clothes and hand them to me, underwear first. "Do you want to do this again?" he asked and gave him a small smile as I shook my head. "Good now get home before your parents worry." He told me and I reluctantly obeyed.

Pulling on my clothes I left The Station and only turned back to look at the ram once as he went to work on a box mounted to a wall that I was too small to open. All the while I walked across the parking lot I was rubbing my cock, imaging what our next meeting would be and wondering a lot of things about that big cock.

When I got back in my bed and climbed in I went to sleep rather quickly since I usually couldn't go to sleep if I was hard. I guess I just was looking forward to the next time I met the ram and not even jacking off would get in my way.