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Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains a purely fictional relationship between an adult and a minor and contains themes of incest and bestiality. If this sort of thing offends you, don't read this story. If this sort of thing interests you, please enjoy.

Part 17 - Night Prowler

After a nice country dinner and a few hours of snuggling on the couch, Ray, Ted, and the cubs all decided to get some sleep. Ray gave the master bedroom to Ted and his boys, while he wrapped the little doberman pup, Greg, warmly in his arms as they lay on the couch. The wolf took a deep breath as he hugged the pup close, running his big warm paws down the boy's slender young body. The two of them still hadn't bothered to put any clothes on. There was nobody else around for miles, so it hardly seemed worth it. Besides, it felt great to have the breeze and the sun over all of his bare fur, and the warmth of the cub pressed closely up against him. Ray sighed contentedly and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

In the middle of the night Ray awoke to the sound of a crash coming from the barn. His eyes flitted open as he looked around. Greg was still nestled warmly against him, and the digital clock on the shelf read 3:05. A scattering sound of metal followed the crash, also coming from the barn. Could one of the horses be loose, or was it another animal trying to get the chickens? Worse, could it be burglars? Ray carefully rose to his feet, tucking the blanket around the sleeping cub as he looked around for a flashlight. He found an old red plastic one on a shelf by the door, but just his luck, the batteries were dead. He didn't have time to look anymore now, whatever or whoever was in the barn would probably be flee if he waited any longer.

Ray carefully and quietly snuck out the front door. All of the property lights were off and the moon was almost new, so there was hardly any light as he padded down the trail to the barn. He heard another scuffle and then a squawk and a rustling of feathers. The chickens, something was after the chickens! He started jogging a bit faster, and noticed that the barn door was slightly ajar when he arrived. He snuck in through the open door and looked around. The moon through the wooden slats was barely giving him any light, but he could make out a chest of tools fallen and scattered on the ground, and the side door leading to the chicken coop was cracked open. Ray walked across the barn, picking up a heavy wrench on his way, and peeked through the door.

He heard another squawk from the chickens and a small figure darted out of the coop. The figure stayed in the shadows and started running directly at Ray. He ran straight into the tall, broad wolf blocking the doorway and gasped, falling back to the ground on his rump. A chicken he'd been carrying skittered off into the yard as the figure slowly backed up on all fours, staring with big white eyes up at the menacing looking wolf. The figure backed into the moonlight creaking around the barn and Ray could finally tell what it was. A young, frightened wolf with ring-shaped spots and bright green eyes was staring up at him, or maybe he was feline. Ray couldn't quite tell in the dim light. He was wearing a pair of jean shorts with an old rock and roll t-shirt, and was quivering with fear. The cub looked maybe 13 years old, what on earth was he doing out here all alone, stealing chickens? Ray stepped forward, slowly, and the cub scampered away faster on his backside. "Are... are you a werewolf?" he stammered, bringing his paw up to his muzzle.

Ray suddenly realized how menacing he must look. A tall, naked, broad shouldered wolf standing silent in the shadow of a doorway, hell, he would have been scared too. Ray stepped forward again, carefully setting down the heavy wrench he'd been holding, this time making sure he was out of the shadows so the cub could see his face. "Just a regular wolf." he tried to smile as non-menacingly as he could. This seemed to comfort the cub a little, who didn't seem quite as tense and wasn't backing away frantically anymore. "But what's a little pup like you doing all the way out here, stealing chickens?" he crossed his arms and asked.

"Was... wasn't stealing sir! Just, I just needed to eat. I was gonna bring her back after she laid some eggs, I promise! Um... sir!" he hurriedly explained.

Ray frowned a bit and then got down on one knee to be closer to the cub's level. "What's your name pup? Are you a wolf?" he asked, reaching out his paw. The cub just stared at his outstretched hand, still very nervous and worried looking.

"Tyler, sir. And no sir, I'm a hybrid, wolf and a snow leopard. Please, please don't call the sheriff! I don't like it when he puts me in jail!" his eyes started watering as he spoke, a quiver in his lips.

"There there now, I'm not going to call any sheriff." Ray reached his paw out a little further. "Come with me into the barn, let's talk about this." Tyler wiped a tear from his eye and reached up for the wolf's paw. Ray helped him to his feet and led the cub back towards the barn, flipping the switch for the interior lighting as he did so. Tyler took a seat on a bale of hay while Ray pulled up an old wooden chair. Tyler must not have realized before that the wolf was nude, because his jaw dropped a little when Ray flipped the light switch, and he began looking the wolf up and down, eyes lingering on his plump sheath.

"Why are you naked?" he asked shyly, scooting back on the hay bale.

"Can't a wolf be naked on his own property? Well, technically this is my cousin's land, I'm just watching it for the weekend. Good thing too, wouldn't want to have to explain a missing chicken when he got back." Ray spread his legs a bit and grinned to give the cub a better view.

"I'm sorry sir, I really am, I thought no one was home." he hung his head and answered, still watching the wolf's sheath rather intently. Having the cub watch him was getting Ray a bit excited too as the fleshy tip of his wolfhood started to poke out.

"That doesn't make it okay, Tyler." Ray leaned forward on his elbows and looked down at the cub.

"I know sir, I just..." he looked up at Ray, then back down at the wolf's crotch, licking his lips a bit.

"What, see something you like?" Ray chuckled and leaned back again, putting his paws behind his head.

"No sir! I mean... yes sir, I just..."

"Just what?" he grinned.

"Most people I tell that to get mad at me, that I... you know, like... boys." Tyler was blushing heavily and turned away.

"Is that so? Well, I like boys too, and when someone gets mad at me for that, that's how I know they're not worth getting to know. And something tells me you are worth getting to know." Tyler perked his ears a bit and looked back up at Ray. "But of course, you were stealing. I'm not usually one to make friends with thieves, so you're going to have to be punished." The young cub looked up at him, ashamed. "Though I think I have a punishment you'll enjoy." he grinned. "If you like boys, why don't you show me how much you like 'em?" Ray spread his legs a bit wider, his wolfhood becoming even more excited.

"You... you want me to..." Tyler stammered, an obvious bulge in his pants now. Ray nodded and smiled, and Tyler smiled back. He leapt down off the hay bale and came up close. Then he got down on all fours and leaned in close, still not touching, but sniffing at the air and looking up at the wolf for approval. Ray smiled and reached up to stroke the boy's cheek. Tyler replied by nuzzling into the wolf's paw, then pressing his warm muzzle deep into the wolf's crotch. He took a deep sniff and wrapped his tongue up around one of Ray's balls. Ray gasped and let out a soft moan, a bit surprised at the cub's eagerness, and he began stroking Tyler behind the ears.

Now that he had the taste, the young boy seemed very eager to please. He licked his warm wet tongue all up the wolf's sheath, as he quickly hardened and grew to full size. When he wrapped his lips around the tip of Ray's cock, he did so with expert grace, pressing his tongue flat up against the underside and teasing the ridges of Ray's wolfhood. "Ooooh, cub, you're reaaally good at that." the wolf commented and arched his back, letting out another pleasured moan. The cub pulled off just long enough to answer.

"Thank you sir, I read about it online a lot, at the library. And... and sometimes I practice on men at the truck stop. They usually give me some food or money, and a place to sleep for the night." he buried his muzzle back down again and moaned around the wolf's thick shaft. Wow, it sounds like this cub was a lot more practiced than Ray would have guessed. He started to wonder what else the cub might have tried before. Though it didn't take long before Tyler delivered him an answer in the form of a very strong suggestion. While the cub was sucking hard on Ray's member, he was secretly removing his own pants, and the next time Ray looked down the cub was kneeling there in nothing but his rock and roll t-shirt. Having stripped off his bottoms, he turned around and dropped down on all fours. "Please sir, please mount me! I've been a bad cub!" he whimpered, raising his long fluffy spotted tail.

Ray almost came right then, just watching the cub get down on all fours for him. He got on his knees behind the boy and spread his cheeks, slicking up the cub's tight tailhole with his own slippery pre-cum. Tyler looked back over his shoulder with a passionate lust in his eyes, spreading his legs and reaching down to start pawing himself off. Ray pressed his cock against the boy and moaned, slowly pressing in as the warmth overtook him. This cub may have taken a few cocks before, but he was still as tight and warm as ever, and it felt amazing. Tyler moaned and gave a clench as Ray sunk his wolfhood in long and deep. The cub took him all the way up to the knot and cried on in pleasure. "Yes! Oh yes, please, fuck me hard sir!" he clenched his jaw and winced a bit, pushing back against the wolf. Ray wrapped his paws around the boy's hips and started hammering into his tight, warm rear. Tyler moaned with each thrust, stroking his own cock furiously as Ray pounded him from behind. Ray arched himself forward and held the cub's legs up, lifting him off the ground a bit so he could hammer even harder from above. Tyler's moans were high pitched and fast as the young cub was overwhelmed. Soon he was begging Ray for release.

"Oh please, please sir, I'm going to cum! Please cum in me too, please!" he begged, keeping himself right on the edge, waiting for wolf to make his ass a dripping, used, cum hole. Ray clenched his jaw and bared down hard, pulling the cub up against his shaft with his strong arms at the same time that he hammered down. He felt his climax coming too, but this cub was such a good fuck, he wanted to make it last as long as he could. He gasped and moaned, trying to keep himself on the edge as long as possible while Tyler kept begging, but soon it was just too much. His cum exploded into Tyler's tight rear and filled him deeply. The wolf leopard came at the same time, shooting his load down onto the hay floor and clenching hard around Ray's throbbing shaft. Ray pulled out with about half his load spilled and covered the cub's ass with the rest, leaning back with his tongue hanging out, panting.

"God damn Tyler", he panted, trying to recover his breath. "You should be a bad cub more often." he slid his paw up the cub's rear, getting it slick with cum and then pushing it up against the boy's muzzle. Tyler sucked on Ray's finger, still moaning softly as he licked off all the seed he could, the rest dripping down his balls and onto the hay.

"I am." he shook his rump back at the wolf and grinned. What an amazing cub, Ray thought.

"Why don't you come inside Tyler, spend the night. I'll give you some leftover dinner and tomorrow morning I can help you find a better place to stay and not steal chickens." Ray suggested, reaching down to help Tyler up off the floor. The cub nodded and followed Ray back inside. The wolf helped fix him some dinner and gathered some blankets to make him a place to sleep on the floor right next to the couch. They talked for a little while longer, but at this point they were both exhausted and just wanted some sleep. Ray curled up on the couch, tucking Greg safely back in his arms, and Tyler passed out next to them, legs still spread with cum dripping over his thighs.

Ray woke in the morning just as the sun was coming up. He was eager to introduce Tyler to Greg and the bunnies, but when he looked down to where Tyler had been sleeping, there was nothing but a neatly folded pile of blankets and a small handwritten note. "Thank you for a great night sir, you gave one of the best punishments I've had in a long time." the note read, in messy handwritten letters. He continued, "But I can't stay, just have to keep on stealing chickens. I'm a bad cub at heart. With furs like you around to give the punishments, can you really blame me? Signed, Tyler." Ray smiled and folded the note up in his paw. No, he really couldn't blame him at all.