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Darkthorn howled softly, feeling the gush of warm fluid inside his body. He panted hard and fast, pleasure filling his mind. Too soon Bunker pulled out and he felt another bull mounting him. "Awe yeah, again, fuck me, fuck the bitch hard," he growled.

The bull had a deep voice, "Bitch want my cum bad, huh? Want this bull cum?" He thrust himself in sharply, causing pleasure to spike through both his and the wolf's body.

Large arms wrapped around the wolf's body and held his chest up while the black bull impaled him. The others stood around while watching Bunker stepped back and sat against a tree. Despite his very recent orgasm his cock stood up again between his legs. He gripped the base and tugged upwards, staring intently at the two faces atop the rock.

The sight was perfect, seeing the large hulking bull atop the lithe and agile wolf. Both faces were caught between torture and bliss as the sounds of heavy muscle smacking furry ass sounded out.

The others stood around Darkthorn; they watched and waited for their turn at the wolf's backside. Each hadn't had anything more than another bull's ass in so long that this opportunity was quickly becoming a heated gang fuck.

"Oh damn, sweet sounds you two are making," one said as he gripped and played with his length.

"You should see this angle," another stated from behind the two, "damn pink hole's just slurpin' down and suckin' in Chad's prick. Oh man, I want me some of that ass."

Darkthorn put his arms out, hugging the rock he was atop of. His ears picked up the lewd comments and remarks from all around him as the words rang in his ears.

"Pound that hole Chad!"

"Yeah, fuck that wolf good."

"Wear out that bitch so we can have a sweet hole for ourselves."

The bull leaned back, his hips sending a flurry of attacks at the muscled hole with his cock, forcing Darkthorn to whine and moan out loud. His muscles suddenly went into spasms around the cock and a crush of delight engulfed his ass. He howled out as the muscles gripped and vibrated the shaft inside him and pulled the bull over the edge.

Chad lowed out, his voice deep and his ejaculations strong. Darkthorn could feel each blast inside him splatter the walls of his inner body.

Moments later hands gripped at Chad and pulled him off and out of Darkthorn, the still pulsing shaft spitting a few last gobs down onto the rock. He stood with the help of his buddies as another got down and shoved up inside the wolf. He pushed in quickly as he saw the opening quivering with the orgasm Chad had caused.

"Oh man," the bull said, "the fucker's ass is sucking me in, holy fuck!" The bull had little time to get used to this tugging and pulling before his felt his nuts tug up. He growled and grunted, doing his best to stay off a premature explosion. "No way, you're ass isn't going to get cum that easily."

Darkthorn moaned out strongly, his ears pinned back as his mind began to focus on one thing only; to take as much bull cum as he could get. The sweet feeling of releasing his control, of letting someone else take charge was a relief and a thrill. These thoughts helped drive his muscles to try to regain the advantage by pulling the cum from each cock he was going to take.

Bunker couldn't help watching, seeing his friend being used, watching the wolf want each and every drop of cum for himself. "Greedy little bitch," he said out loud, and Darkthorn looked up. The gaze was clouded, as if he was high on some drug and loving every minute of it. The expression had a simple response for Bunker's words.

You better fucking believe it.

Bunker put his left hand down beside him and felt a soft and squishy lump about the size of a dinner plate. He lifted his hand and felt a tingling suction as the bulge came up with it. He stared at the brown furry outside of the bulge as he grinned to himself.

He placed his hand near his cock, and the furry bulge slipped from his hand down and covered his length. The body of this little beast bulged around the shaft and suckled down upon it. It stretched quite easily over the length.

The pleasure was like a hundred small mouths sucking and kissing his sensitive skin. He put his head back and grunted as two small tendrils slipped around the base of his cock and cinched down at the root of his heavy sack.

His eyes opened and he looked to his other side, seeing another pinkish bulge, showing the numerous small suction-mouths it had. The outer rim of the skin was all brown fur, which it usually used to walk on and left the sensitive part open when it could sense cum. Normally such a creature waited under a pair of furs ready to catch any cum, but was able to attach itself if a penis came close enough to touch it. Bunker picked up the other small furry ball and tossed it over to the rock Darkthorn was on. It landed soft side down and stuck to the rock in a second.

Darkthorn looked at it and smiled. It started moving quickly down to his hips, and he pushed his ass back up against the bull just readying himself to spray forth. The small brown creature slipped under and fastened itself right to his cock, settling in and sucking over the full length.

The small amount of pleasure was enough to force the cum from Darkthorn's length, spraying it into the Fuzzy Feeder, as they were called. His muscles jerked and tugged the cock inside him, making the bull blow forth a jet that Darkthorn could feel injected up inside his body further than he thought he could feel.

Darkthorn kept his eyes shut tightly, seeing stars as the delight exploded within his mind. To him all reality was lost for a precious few moments, long enough for another bull to have rammed himself inside the wolf before he came back down from his high.

Bunker growled as he felt the Fuzzy Feeder bring forth his seed, the tendrils around his scrotum tightening and pulling the loose skin away from his body. His hips jerked as a second and less powerful ejaculation struck him. His body recovered much quicker this time and his muscles ached from the repeated use, an ache he was more than willing to endure for the pleasure.

The little feeder slipped its tendrils off the bull's body and fell to the side. It rolled up into a little ball as it feasted on its meal. Bunker petted the small object, now nothing more than a brown fur ball that gurgled as it ate.

He watched as the final bull had his way with Darkthorn, who was now rather still and quite tired from his little session. As the bull pulled out, he leaned down and put his lips against the well used and rather stretched out ass. He gave it a few licks, cleaning off the musky cum that was dripping there. He then helped Darkthorn to turn over, and the little Fuzzy Feeder was bloated with the amount of cum it had taken. Way too much for it to digest, the pearly watery fluid seeped out from where it was still attached to the wolf, and promptly rolled into a ball and fell off the rock with a slight squishing sound.

Darkthorn panted, looking up and blinking. Two bulls helped him to his feet as the rest surrounded him and lifted their arms up. A near crushing squeeze was momentarily applied to the wolf as they all hugged him.

Bunker spoke up, pushing the bulls back a bit so they wouldn't hurt the fatigued wolf. "Darkthorn, you know we all do appreciate what you've done. Both just now, and letting us live with you. Thanks for not thinking we're all thick-headed jerks."

Darkthorn looked at him with half-lidded eyes, thoroughly exhausted from the pleasures he just endured. He spoke with a weakened and tired voice, "Bunker, you are welcome."

The sky had just begun to lighten, the deep purple-black of the sky slowly giving way to the red pink and orange of the sun. Darkthorn couldn't believe it was morning already; time had gone by too quickly while he enjoyed himself.

He straightened himself up, drawing forth a second wind of energy. "We must go. The tree will be releasing the others, and I need to clean up a little before they see me." The wolf smiled, a bit embarrassed.

Bunker grabbed a few of the soft leaves of a nearby plant. He folded them in half, causing a rather perfumed scented oil to ooze out. He wiped the wolf's backside with the leaves, cleaning the cum and musk off while leaving behind a fragrant scent. Though Bunker himself would much prefer to leave the wolf smelling of the sex that had just happened, being the leader of the village required a little more decorum than that.

Darkthorn smiled as the scent wafted up, giving him a slight burst of pleasure and energy. "Mmmm, Tracker leaves," he woofed out.

"Yeah, some of us do know a few things about the forest Darkie. I'm sure we could share our knowledge."

"We shall, Bunker. Let's go get everyone else know, and head home."

Darkthorn stepped towards the tree, stopping before the vines that hung down and waited. Not much longer after the sun had come out did people start climbing down the trunk and walked over to them.

Darkthorn spoke when everyone had gathered together. "Let's go before the village worries too much. Before we go, I would like some volunteers to help our new friends adjust to us, and us to them."

The silence that came forth was unsettling, but not unexpected. Darkthorn looked from one to the next, waiting for someone to answer. A fox stepped up, standing between the bulls and everyone else. His voice was rather firm as he spoke, "My house will welcome anyone who needs shelter."

Darkthorn nodded, and looked back at the group of bulls. One of the smaller ones stepped forward. The bull knelt down on one knee, looking up at the fox. For a moment, it surprised everyone except for Darkthorn and the bulls.

The one kneeling smiled at the fox and put out his hand, "I would be honored if you'd accept me as your guest, sir."

The fox almost giggled a bit, "Well, OK, but as long as you call me Jeff." He grabbed the hand held out for him, and pulled the bull up to his feet.

Darkthorn felt his heart warm as he watched more step forward and offer their houses to the bulls, each one in turn respectfully accepting.

"Hey, Darkthorn," Bunker whispered, "You've got yourself one hell of a community."

Darkthorn couldn't reply at the moment, his throat was just a little tense from the emotion he was feeling. He was very proud to have helped foster a village of acceptance and understanding, very proud indeed.