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The Jungle Book - Hanging With The Pack

by Mirri

Mowgli howled out through the morning mist. The ears of his wolf brothers perked up in the distance and they came thundering towards him eagerly. The boy barely had time to unfold his arms before they both pounced on him and made him fall down on the ground with his back against a smooth rock. His two littermates Grey Brother and White Brother covered him with slobbery licks under much giggling and sputtering from the boy, nuzzling and rubbing themselves against his face.

It was mating season for the pack and all the wolves were quite edgy and restless, especially since the only two wolves allowed to mate were the alpha male and female.

All the young, horny wolves had to keep each other company and in this respect Mowgli's agile human hands were very much sought after. White Brother reared up and put his forelegs down on top of the rock, effectively trapping the boy between his belly and the smooth stone. His intentions became clear when the canine began rubbing his chest against Mowgli's face as he thrust into the empty air right in front of him.

The boy grinned at feeling White Brother's head right on top of his and holding him pinned. He reached down to grab the wolf's already firm sheath and held on to it while his brother humped eagerly. The first touch was always the best and the wolf thought his mind would melt away in pure pleasure when those long fingers spread across his wolfcock and held him firmly.

Grey Brother whined through his nose in a typical canine cry for attention and paced back and forth around the couple, impatiently waiting his turn.

Mowgli moved his hand back and forth, and tried to keep in time with the erratic bucking of the wolf on top of him. White Brother's morning stiffness throbbed hard in the human's hand and the nimble fingers made his heart skip a beat every time they parted and caressed him in so many places at once. The wolf rubbed himself against Mowgli's face, panting and grunting with excited fervor, and finally lost it when he felt Grey Brother began licking his balls from behind to help him out.

The jungleboy giggled with glee as the warm seed splashed over his chest and ran down his belly. Each copious glob of release tickled immensely when it sprayed his bare skin, but his canine friend did not slow down at all he just kept thrusting at full speed and made Mowgli's hand more and more slick with wolfseed.

This was his first active mating season as well, but his littermates had been very kind to show him all there was to do.

After settling down a bit, the two wolves rushed to his side and licked the warm stuff from his chest to clean him up. Before any of them could finish, the other wolf was trying to get on top of him, but Mowgli stood up taller than the two and stretched out. He had barely just woken up himself.

Barking and whining, the young wolves flocked around his legs and both rubbed against him, eager to be noticed. Their efforts paid off quickly when they saw Mowgli growing hard at all the wolf fur that stroked his groin.

He just grinned at the two silly dogs and grabbed White Brother's tail to stop him from running around. The human promptly got on top of the big lupine and started probing his own stiff erection against the wolf's balls.

With the still unreleased Grey Brother running around behind the two, it only took a moment before the boy felt himself being mounted as well and a long, wet wolfcock pushed itself against his furless rump to search for the right place like he was.

The brief whine of the wolf on the bottom indicated that Mowgli had found his target, and the boy immediately started pleasuring himself in the tight, hot ass of his packmate. He humped like a real wolf too. Fast, determined and without pause.

The clenching ring of White Brother felt like it was trying to keep him out, but the sheer warmth and rumbling walls of the wolf's insides were at the same time beckoning him forward. With every single thrust into his wolfbrother's rear, Mowgli felt a tingling like he was about to climax, but joyfully it was held back so he could feel it again and again and again.

Slow, searching pokes from the top wolf made him slide forward as he was squeezed between his two brothers.

The wolves generally liked to play and rub against each other with affection, but no one in the pack enjoyed it as much as Mowgli did. Feeling the lush, warm fur of a wolf stroke his bare skin was pure electricity to the boy and he started moaning as his two brothers sandwiched him between them and were brushing themselves all over his naked body.

High above in the branches, Bagheera was watching them all below. He smirked to himself and sniffed the scent of eager, adolescent wolfsex spreading through the clearing. Black as the night, the panther lay on his observation branch with his eyes fixed on the antics on the ground as he felt his own sheath firming up.

Suddenly, a monkey landed on the branch who had also been attracted by the scent and its own innate curiosity. He touched a hand to Bagheera's hindquarters and only just then realized he had landed right next to a fearsome predator of the treetops. The monkey froze with fear and stared wide-eyed up at the panther is he slowly turned his head. This kind of wild feline usually ate monkeys like snacks when they could get away with it, but it was a different kind of hunger that filled the cat's eyes today.

Bagheera made an almost comforting purr and raised his rump up a little while his tail moved to the side.

"You're just in time." A wide grin crossed his black lips.

He stared at the stunned monkey and had to coil his black tail around the smaller creature to get him to snap out of it. Bagheera's tail pulled him closer and when the monkey looked down he seemed to get the idea.

The primate put both hands on the panther's rump and pushed his cock against the pink tailhole right above the velvet sac of the feline. It only took a few humping motions before he was hard enough to push inside and felt the powerful constriction of the panther's tailring while the cat hissed.

The monkey continued without faltering, praying to the jungle gods that he had not misread the signals of the predator. Bagheera soon purred away in contentment, his sharp canines bared once in a while, but he was clearly enjoying the swift monkeyfuck he was getting.

He looked back down at the others below in time to delight in the sight of Mowgli getting wolfdick in his ass now. The jungleboy was growling and whining like the other two wolves and he felt a swollen knot bump against his young rumpcheeks repeatedly.

White Brother on the bottom was standing there with hindlegs spread and dripped precum liberally onto the ground from his stiff erection. The other two on his back had found a rhythm that worked by now, moving in unison so that the wolf buried his bone in the boy's back each time Mowgli sheathed himself in hot wolfass too.

The threesome kept rocking, grunting and whining in a sweet serenade that reached Bagheera's ears, almost drowning out the huffing of the monkey behind him who was completely lost in the pleasure of tailfucking his own hot predator.

The wolves' tongues were hanging out their sides in panting, just like Mowgli's was. The lupine crowd started moving too eagerly for themselves to control, the scent of precum and sweaty fur filling the area. At this uncontrollable pace it did not take long before the yipping of Grey Brother echoed in the clearing, and he squeezed his big knot into the jungleboy's ass just before squirting his load. The wolf cried out while grinding his fuzzy wolfballs against Mowgli's own set of smaller, smoother ones.

The sexual relief of his brother on top of him made Mowgli tense up and actually be caught by surprise at his own climax. The pulsing knot and the smooth, jerking wolfdick in his rear just triggered him instantly and made him spill his own mancub seed into his wolfbrother's tailhole.

The pile of wolves and man was a wonderful cacophony of barking, howling, yipping, grunting and panting. Grey Brother and Mowgli felt their spines contract in rhythmic bliss, which helped them spew yet another load into their lover below every time.

Bagheera turned from the scene and lifted one of his hindlegs in the air. He curled up on the branch with the monkey still going at it below his tail and the big cat started licking his pink panthercock that had already leaked a lot of precum into his groinfur. Bagheera mrowled to himself and closed his eyes as he took in his own shaft, suckling on it energetically to get himself off.

A few moments passed as the monkey sped up his sharp, rapid thrusts, sensing this would all come to an end soon, and with a simian shriek he began draining his nuts as well. The twitching, cum-spurting monkeydick in Bagheera's rear was what set him off and his balls started bouncing while he shot his warm panthercream straight down into his own muzzle. The monkey groaned at the tightness around his member each time Bagheera sprayed again and drank the rich liquid down.

All too soon it was over and the monkey withdrew quickly from the panther while he was still recovering, causing the cat to growl slightly in irritation.

The monkey turned and jumped off the branch so he could swing away as fast as possible before the big feline changed his mind about the snack thing.

Bagheera just chuckled to himself and gave his maleness one last grooming lick before stretching out on the branch again and looking down below to see what was going on.

Mowgli now sat on all fours with his rump against the furry rear of his wolfbrother. The two of them were still tied together and the large, but slack balls of the wolf lay on top of the boy's rump. Not having been able to contain it all, the jungleboy's entire rear and thighs down to his knees were now covered in white streaks of wolfgoo, clearly visible against his darkened skin.

White Brother who had been on the bottom before was laying on his back with his hindlegs spread out right in front of Mowgli, and the boy was already busy sucking on the stiff, pulsing wolfcock he had left him with. No one was going to leave this session unfulfilled.

Bagheera smiled to himself and stood up, stretching his hindquarters a bit before making his way down the tree. He would see more of the jungleboy soon enough.