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"I can't get a signal"

"Keep trying!"

The two male deer pushed through the dawn-lit foliage frantically. The birds had only just begun to sing in the trees, the eaves hanging heavily with dew, and both of the young cervines looked as though they hadn't slept a wink that night.

"Look, she has to be around here somewhere."

"Maybe we should head back to town, they can help."

"And what if she finds her way back to the camp and we aren't there?"

They bickered as they trudged along the muddy path. It had been hours now since they had realized their friend, Samantha, had gone missing. She had been nowhere to be found at the pond, and despite their best efforts they had yet to find any trace of the hyena.

"Look--we should..."

"Nels, shut the hell up, will ya?" snapped the other deer irritably. They may have been twins but Nyles--the older of the two by nearly fifteen minutes--found his usual patience for his brother had long since been drained. A lack of sleep, and a deepening sense of terror had burrowed its way into the boy's gut, burned in the deer's eyes as he turned to face his slightly bulkier twin. "The sun is coming up. We'll head to the pond and see if we can find a trail that we may have missed in the dark, alright?"

His brother nodded without complaint, though Nyles was more than capable of spotting the small tics that betrayed his brother's displeasure--he just didn't care right now.

The waterfall still rumbled peacefully, as though nothing were wrong. The twins stopped at the edge of the pebble-coated shore of the small pond they had come to just the day before. The rising sun allowed for a greater vantage of the tree-lined glade the pond sat within, and though there was no sign of the hyena, there was a sense serenity to the scene which helped Nyles breathe easily for the first time in nearly six hours.

"Alright." Nyles began, looking to Nelson. "We'll split up. You start around on the left, I'll take the right. Maybe she accidently headed in the wrong direction or something."

"How the hell would she do--" Nelson began, only to be cut off by his brother's hands shoving him roughly in the direction he'd been asked to go.

"Just shut up and get moving, Nels."

Nelson did as he was told, rolling his eyes as he let a wide yawn escape his thin muzzle. Rubbing at one of his flicking ears, the male's eyes scanned the pond swiftly before he turned his attention to the rows of trees; how was he supposed to know which way she'd gone, if she'd gone this way at all? Kicking at a stone the boy stopped and stared as it rolled several feet and came to rest just beside a familiar bikini top.

"Nyles!" Nelson shouted out almost excitedly. "Over here, look!"

The deer picked up the bikini top and held it aloft for his brother to see, the sight of it pulling Nelson quickly from his own search.

"Where was it?" The older deer demanded even as he ran up to Nelson.

"Was on the ground, just layin' there. If she's out in the woods she's out there topless."

"Worse than that" replied Nyles, "Look." Laying just at the lapping lip of the water lay the hyena's bikini bottom, one of the hip-strings which held it together untied.

"Your girlfriend become a nudist while I wasn't looking, Nyles?" Nelson snorted out, his fatigue allowing him to forget the severity of their situation long enough for him to find this development somewhat funny.

"Like you've ever stopped looking at her" snapped Nyles--who still had a keen sense of the danger Samantha may have been facing at that very moment.

"What?" began Nelson defensively.

"For God's sake, Nelson, focus!"

The sun had risen far enough now to cast its golden gaze upon the waters, though even the sun couldn't penetrate deeply into the sand-fogged pond. As the two boys argued about what to do next, it was Nelson who finally pricked his ears up and looked towards the pond.

"There's one place we haven't looked."

"Nels..." Nyles began, his trepidation heavy in his tone.

"We have to check." Nelson wasn't feeling much better about what they might find in the depths of the pond.

Regardless of how little they wished to actually find what they were looking for--at least beneath the wavering surface of the pond--the two deer began to strip. Pulling the grey t-shirt he'd thrown on the night before, Nyles stared grimly at the nearby waterfall as he dropped his shorts. Left only in a pair of white briefs the deer glanced towards his brother.

"For God's sake, Nels. A little dignity?"

His brother, standing naked by the edge of the water just shrugged.

"I didn't put any boxers on before we left. How was I supposed to know it'd take us more than a few minutes to find her?" shot back the lightly blushing buck, doing his best to hide his own embarrassment at being naked in front of his brother by rolling his eyes and jumping into the water. Nyles simply shook his head and followed the other buck in.

The waters provided little visibility as they swam towards the surprisingly deep bottom. The rocky shore gave way to smooth sand gradually and by the time they reached the nearly twenty-foot deep floor of the pond there was only fine sandy silt to greet them. Splitting up once again the boys began to search for any sign of their missing friend, both of them surfacing at least twice to gulp in deep lungfuls of sweet air before diving once more. Nyles' desperation was growing more apparent as they neared the far end of the pond and still found themselves empty-handed.

It was by accident that Nelson found the cave. As he was surfacing for air--his eyes clenched shut against a flurry of silt puffing up into his face-- the boy found himself on the wrong side of the waterfall. The reverberations were easy to feel beneath the water, but in his blind hurry the buck had mistaken his direction. Regardless of why he did it, however, the boy blinked his eyes open and seemingly basked in the deafening roar of the waterfall several feet behind him; it was what lay before him which truly held the boy's attention, however.

The cave mouth was not large, perhaps eight feet tall and six feet across. Beyond it lay an inky blackness that seemed to attract the boy's natural curiosity as much as it repulsed his inborn survival instincts.

'A bear cave?' the buck thought immediately, though a few seconds later he realized a bear would not choose a cave that lay behind a waterfall. Even as he tried to decide what kind of creature might live here, a splash beside him trumpeted his brother's arrival. Nyles had seen Nelson move to surface, but when he'd done so himself he'd realized his brother must have come up behind the waterfall and had quickly moved to follow him.

"The hell..." Nyles breathed out, his earlier anxiety overpowered by his surprise at the discovery.

A short series of rocky outcroppings allowed the boys to simply walk out of the water and stand properly before the cave entrance. Moss covered the surface and Nelson nearly slipped as he tried to find purchase on the water-slickened surface.

"Welcome."

The single word escaped the darkness that lay before the two boys, the speaker unseen amidst the shadowy confines of the cave. Both boys nearly fell, their ears pricking as Nyles fell back a step and Nelson simply fell into a half-crouch with his eyes wide and mouth falling slightly open; neither spoke.

"I'm afraid I do not often entertain guests in my home. You will have to excuse my manners." The voice purred out; it was not like a cat's purr, but the silky nature of it gave both boys the impression of a svelte feline, graceful and elegant, but deadly. A darker shadow moved smoothly forward towards them and as Nyles turned to rush frantically into the water, Nelson stood and watched as if transfixed.

As the shadow grew closer the outline of a tall, lean equine began to form in the buck's mind. The horse--or whatever it was--strode towards the boy as though living in a cave behind a waterfall was perfectly normal. As it drew closer the buck could easily see that he had been right about it being a horse. The male--as evidenced by the half-erect cock bobbing between his legs as he moved towards the dumbstruck buck--was large, huge in fact; he had to be at least 7'2 and the boy couldn't begin to guess at his weight, though that was the least of his concerns at the moment. As the male drew closer Nelson could swear the equine's eyes were aflame with green light. The idea was preposterous, even to the buck, and as the larger male strode towards him the buck found himself staring at those eyes as if to assuage his own disbelief.

"But I offer you a place at my table for dinner, my young friend" the mysterious stallion added as he drew within several strides of the buck. Nelson didn't answer. Whether it was his own confusion, or the sun's light refracting through the waterfall and striking the equine's eyes, he was certain there was green light misting from them. Turning, the buck rushed back into the cool waters of the pond as his brother had done only a moment earlier. As he swam desperately for the safety of the shore, Nelson could feel his cock beginning to stiffen between his thighs as his mind drifted to those green eyes and how they had burned so intensely. He knew he should focus on his swimming but still the boy's mind ensnared him with thoughts of lean muscles, warm flesh and that almost invitingly half-hard horse dick.

When the hand closed around his wrist the deer bleated nearly soundlessly into the water. A rush of bubbles escaped him and like a fish caught in a net the boy could only thrash helplessly against the powerful grip which held him. Twisting, Nelson looked back and saw the grey stallion grinning, his mouth full of impossibly white teeth. The equine's mane--green like seaweed, and just as wispy in the water--floated out from his head and neck as the male practically clawed his way up Nelson's squirming form. The strength behind the larger male's hands were undeniable, and for the barest of seconds Nelson found himself wanting to give up and allow them to embrace him. The buck's dick was rock hard by the time the equine drug himself face to face with the increasingly desperate deer.

Nyles was no-where to be seen as Nelson fought against the overpowering determination of the stallion to hold him in place. The boy's lungs burned as a few more bubbles trickled from between his lips. The buck's vision wavered as the oxygen he still held in his lungs began to turn hot and rancid, choking out of him in burbling need. To the boy's surprise, however, once the grey horse had brought himself face to face with the deer he simply leaned in and planted a firm kiss on Nelson's lips. Air flooded into Nelson's lungs, pushed in by the heavy breath of the intimidating male who held him. Those green eyes held a kindness behind them that the buck found himself slow to believe, but as the powerful hands of his would-be assailant loosened their grip and allowed Nelson to continue towards the shore unmolested--in every sense of the word--he wondered if perhaps there was more to the green eyed equine than he'd thought.

As Nelson drug himself out of the water he turned to watch as the horse followed him out, water dripping from the large male's naked body without a single hint of self-consciousness showing in his body language.

"Nelson!" Nyles' voice cut through Nelson's water-logged stupor and the deer turned to see his brother--still wearing just his soggy white briefs--hurry towards him. At once Nelson was intensely aware of the throbbing erection that jutted up from his crotch, the kiss doing nothing to help the boy coax the slender pink prick back into its sheath.

As Nyles drew close he turned to face the stranger, body tense and ready to fight.

"No need." The stranger assured, canting his head as his arms crossed over his chest. Nelson--still laying on the pebbly shore--was as aware that the stranger's cock was fully erect now as well, both of them throbbing as though they were calling to each other. Those green eyes trailed over Nelson's naked body hungrily as Nyles stammered out a flurry of questions, none of which the stranger seemed particularly interested in--until he asked about Samantha.

"I will show you."

Those green eyes flared and immediately Nelson felt his whole body wracked with a deep yearning need. The stranger moved as though he were made of water, fluid movements flowing into one another as a fine green flame trickled from the corners of his eyes. His arms slid around Nyles, who was far too stunned by the bold embrace to do anything but tense his muscles while looking up helplessly into those eyes. Even as Nelson watched, one of his hands sliding down to stroke his needy cock as he did, Nyles' body pressed in against the larger male's before planting a warm kiss to the stranger's neck.

Nelson rose to his knees and buried his face into the musky balls of the stallion, his thin tongue licking along the well-rounded balls at the base of that impressive ebony cock. His heart raced as the smell of it washed over him. There was a voice in the back of Nelson's head demanding he stop--demanding he think about what he was doing; Nelson simply ignored it, content with the weight of the equine's balls pressed against his snout. Lust washed away Nelson's worry. He was dimly aware of Nyles standing beside him, his brother's cock beginning to grow against the wet fabric of his briefs. Nelson remained in his knees as he licked along the stallion's impressive dick, looking up with a dopey smile as he felt a heavy hand fall to the top of his head and run its thick fingers through his fur.

"Such spirited boys" chuckled the equine as he rutted his lean body against the smaller frame of Nyles. For Nyles' part he simply tilted his head back and allowed the hot breath of the equine tickle at his cheeks before finding himself caught in a kiss that filled his body with electricity. The stallion's tongue pressed into Nyles' mouth, rubbing over his blunt herbivore teeth and into the hot recesses beyond them. To Nyles it felt as though the male was going to choke him with the slick appendage, and not a single thought in his mind seemed to care. When it pulled out at last the buck drew in a shuddering, gasping, breath and stared wide-eyed at the imposing male that held him so delicately.

Nelson rose slightly from his knees to kiss and lick up further along the stallion's length, savouring each taste of the musky meat as though it were the finest tenderloin. Heat flushed through Nelson's cheeks as he felt what little control he had left slip away. His hips rolled against the equine's lower leg, rutting like a schoolboy having his first make-out session with the homecoming queen. The buck had never felt this way about another male before, especially with his brother in such close proximity, but his desire was undeniable. Pre-cum leaked from the tip of his eager dick, beading at first before dribbling down in a glistening strand only to hit the ground between his knees. After several minutes of careful attention to the larger male's magnificent dick, the buck was rewarded with a shimmering bead of pre-cum that he greedily licked away from the male's flaring tip.

Nyles, meanwhile, was as aware of his brother sucking at their shared lover's shaft, but those green eyes begged him to focus on them instead. His briefs lewdly tented, the buck obeyed. He could feel the male's strong hands slide from his brother's head to cup Nyles' rigid shaft, fingers curling against his balls and jiggling the cum-filled orbs playfully. Nyles bit his lip, cheeks flushing as he looked down only to find the equine's other hand pull his chin back up.

Nelson's hands slid up the back of the equine's leg, dragging his fingers along the thickly corded muscles hidden beneath that grey pelt. Without knowing why he did it, the young buck turned his head away from the equine's shaft and instead nosed along the leghole of his brother's underwear, drawing in the scent of the other buck's arousal as readily as he had drunk in that of the stallion's. Nelson's mind was a fog of pleasure and it was spreading, filling his body with a warm glow that defied any logic and muted any argument against the pleasure it so desperately sought.

The birds in the trees were the only sound other than the heavy breathing of the three males. At last, the equine's fingers curled beneath the waistband of Nyles' briefs and simply tore the wet garments away, letting the buck's jutting prick fall against his grey-furred hip.

"Your friend awaits."

Nyles looked up, smiling broadly beneath half-lidded eyes as he licked away the water still dripping from the broad snout of the strange stallion. He was aware of the male leaning down to kiss at the buck's tender lips, holding him in an embrace as the hand not pressed against Nyles' dick slid around the buck's waist instead. When that kiss grew larger and engulfed the tip of Nyles' snout, he still said nothing. As it slid along, opening wider and wider to take more of his delicate features into its fetid embrace, the buck found himself enjoying it. His body twisted, turning to face away from the stallion even as his head was forced to tilt upwards by the grip the equine's maw had on his head. The hand on his back moved with him, sliding down his back and curling between his legs from behind to grip the firm nuts they found dangling from the base of his shaft. The hand on Nyles' cock moved as well, slipping gingerly up along the trim expanse of his belly and curling against his rapidly rising and falling chest.

With Nyles' cock freed from the wet cotton prison of his briefs, Nelson turned his full attention towards it. It bobbed only scant inches from the lust-addled buck and before he knew why he'd done it, he was sliding his lips around his brother's dick hungrily. The flavour of it washed over Nelson's tongue as he began to bob his head almost greedily, slurping up his brother's slender prick as the stallion dropped one of his hands to the buck's head, guiding it through each wet thrust against that cock. The horse seemed to be feeding off of Nelson's sudden depraved need for his brother's dick as much as he was feeding on Nyles' body. He allowed Nelson to milk Nyles' cock for several long, languishing minutes before finally gently pulling the buck's head away from the saliva-slickened length.

Nyles could hardly believe the sensation of his own brother sucking him off, and as he found himself enthralled by the taboo pleasure of it he also found himself being pulled deeper into the predator's mouth. He struggled only as the mouth closed around his shoulders and began to pin his arms. Being face-up, the buck's slender prick bobbed and danced freely in the air as he squirmed in the tightening grip of the sudden predator. His chest slid into the male's mouth, the sensation of the horse's teeth dragging over his unprotected chest eliciting a groan from deep inside the water-horse's throat. The flesh of the stallion was beginning to bulge with the buck that was being shoved almost lovingly into it. As more of Nyles vanished, his feet left the ground, lifted by the hand on his balls. The feeling of it was almost enough to make the buck cum right there--the stallion's fingers holding the buck's sac even as Nyles' weight pressed down on it. The boy's legs spread, almost kicking Nelson in the head as they did.

Nelson had to keep himself from whining as he was removed from Nyles' length, licking his lips of the pre-cum that he had earned for his troubles. Gravity did its work well, as did the rippling throat Nyles could feel pressing against his upper-body from all sides as he continued to slide deeper into the stallion's gut. As his chest vanished between those voracious jaws, and his belly began to follow, the buck realized he couldn't hold back. Trapped in darkness, the boy came. Thick rivulets of cum sprayed from the tip of his cock, painting across his own vanishing belly as well as his predator's head with each proud strand of cum that fired from his lust-soaked body.

Nelson looked up when his brother came, but seeing that spurting shaft growing close to the stallion's lips only drew a heated gasp from the boy--there was no fear in the sound, however.

"Me next" the boy breathed out jealously, his mind gone and replaced instead with a scarlet pulsing which demanded he satisfy the predator. Despite himself, Nelson's hand dropped to stroke along his unattended cock furiously, pumping at it even as he watched his brother be devoured inch by inch by the stranger. The terror he knew he should feel was replaced by the growing pressure in his lower belly.

The horse did not answer the boy's desperate plea for attention, far more intent on finishing his spurting meal instead. Nyles' orgasm hammered its way out of his body for nearly a full minute before his dick finally dribbled the last of his cum onto his belly and fell still. Nyles' feet kicked, but the grip on his balls was too strong to break even if he'd wanted to. Having given his prey that last satisfying rut, the equine wasted no more time; his belly demanded venison and the male was all too pleased to oblige it. Nyles vanished, sliding downwards in a few bird-like gulps from the stallion, his lips closing over the buck's toes. As the deer-shaped bulge pressed against the inside of the horse's throat, the grey male simply relished each little twitch of his prey's final struggles.

Nelson watched wide-eyed, falling back onto his bare ass as he looked upwards in wonder at the male who had just devoured his older brother. The horse paid the remaining buck no mind--not yet, at least. Once Nyles had entirely vacated the equine's throat, the horse finally spoke as he turned that green gaze downwards towards the sprawled buck.

"I still hunger."

Nelson's cock jerked as his breath caught, splaying his arms to either side of his shaking body as though to emphasize his helplessness before the mighty predator's appetite. The stallion drank in the sight of the mesmerized boy's naked body before he swooped down on him. His arms wrapped around Nelson and held him tightly, smothering his lips with a single passionate kiss as--like his brother before him--the buck felt the equine's tongue begin to explore the recesses of his muzzle.

Unlike Nyles, however, Nelson found himself gasping as the equine's cock slid over the prone boy's inner thighs. That broad tip bumped against the buck's balls, jostling them and even compressing them as its hefty weight lay firmly across the soft orbs. The boy's body trembled in anticipation, drawing in short heated breaths that reeked of the stale, acidic end which awaited him deep within the stallion's gut. Still, the horse was more than a simple predator and had needs that superseded even those of his gut.

The horse's cock seemed to toy with the boy's sac for several seconds before it lowered and plunged firmly between the buck's ass-cheeks. Nelson had to keep from screaming as the sheer size of it spread him wide. Writhing in a morbid weave of pain and pleasure the buck's body quivered as he tried to relax and allow more of the horse's shaft slide into him; the buck had never felt anything like it! He was certain it would punch right through into his gut by the time the equine's balls slapped against Nelson's ass.

Gasping for breath, Nelson's fingers curled against the pebbles beneath him, clawing at them as his feet slowly ground against the lapping pond-waters which tickled at them.

"Ah... Ah...t...too big!" he moaned out, his voice muffled by the horse's almost comical grip on his muzzle.

The equine simply held himself fully hilted into the buck's tailhole before slowly beginning to pull out again, allowing the tender ring to stretch around the girth of his dick--at least a little bit--before his hips began to roll. and his thrusts became more rhythmic. Nelson moaned with each thrust, his cock slapping against his belly as the horse's hefty weight shifted the buck's smaller form.

"This can't be happening!" thought Nelson, the single thought able to slip through the lust he felt overpowering him. How had things ended up like this? He had sucked his own brother off as he watched him be eaten then... then... Then, as quickly as the doubt had come, it was gone. All Nelson cared about was the sensation of how full he felt with that cock lodged so warmly within his body, the way he could feel it stretching his insides even as his prostate shrieked in pleasure and sent tingling volts of lust coursing through every nerve in his body.

The equine simply grunted as he mated with his meal, water still dripping from his green mane as though it were perpetually wet--even Nelson's fur had stopped dripping some time ago. After several minutes, the large male rolled to the side, his cock still embedded in his prey and his hands pulling Nelson with him. Laying on his back now the equine dragged Nelson up and onto him, still rutting like a dog in heat as he began to slip his lips over his second meal's snout.

There was no subtlety to the equine's method now, his hunger only partially satiated and he was eager to fill whatever room still remained in his belly. He could feel Nyles still squirming amidst the churning acids of his stomach even as he began to devour the younger buck. His cock acted as a utensil, feeding more and more of the buck into his waiting maw with each powerful thrust into the buck's tail-hole. There was little need for the horse to pull on Nelson's body because of it, his hands free to explore his prize's lean body.

His mouth slid easily over the boy, Nelson putting up little resistance as his body writhed amidst the pleasure that saturated his every thought. The birds watched on dispassionately as the horse fed. The buck's shoulders proved no match for the un-natural elasticity of his predator's jaw and as he slowly shared his brother's fate the boy's hand moved to his own cock once more before he lost the ability to move it at all. The stallion's mouth was already well-stretched by Nyles and Nelson's journey proved much faster in comparison.

Still, despite his ability to speed through this second course, the stallion slowed as he neared the boy's white-furred belly. No words were exchanged, even if either had been in the position to do so; there was no need. The buck's still-free hand continued to pump his cock even as the horse's tongue explored the sweat-slickened fur of Nelson's belly, giving the buck the time he needed for an easier transition from young stud to delicious meal. The stallion's tongue slid along the parts of the buck that it could reach and though he could hear Nelson's increasingly ragged breathing from deep inside him, he took his time. It wouldn't be long before the over-excited buck would pass out from the lack of oxygen that the predator's body provided, but for now it would be enough.

It seemed like an eternity of this. The languid caress of the stallion's tongue, the wet schlicking pumps of the buck's eager hand, and the soft summer breeze that caressed both their bodies as they remained locked in the almost comical exchange. The stalemate only abated, however, when the buck's oxygen deprived body finally tensed up and his hand stopped its rhythmic teasing of his dick. His fingers tightened only slightly before with a muffled cry of pent-up lust let loose, he came. It was as though a fire-hose had been unleashed, cum pulsing in high-pressure gouts of pungent seed. It coated his belly and dripped from his fingers even as the horse found his face assaulted for the second time that morning; he did not seem to mind.

As with the buck's brother, the horse waited patiently for the orgasm to taper off, the smell of cum heavy in the summer air--or at least in the predator's nostrils. When he began to eat once more, it was a simple matter to suck in the buck's hips, the slowly softening cock vanishing between the stallion's cum-stained lips with barely a wiggle from the boy. The stallion's cock had long since slid free from the boy's stretched ass, leaking liberally now but his orgasm still not unleashed.

Soon, the large male's lips closed once more and with it the second buck was sealed away deep in the confines of his body. Rolling over once more to rest on his hands and knees, the predator gulped forcefully, feeling every inch of his throat scream in protest at the large hunk of meat being forced down its length; the horse had eaten bigger. He did not touch his own dripping dick as he sent Nelson down to join Nyles as digesting meat, but the feeling of satisfaction was enough to have his cock hop once, bumping warmly against his belly before erupting with another torrent of cum. His spray dug a small divot in the earth right below him, the ebony cock blasting his cream as a whicker escaped his cum-laden lips. Every ounce of strength the male had went into keeping himself from collapsing forward, his distended belly soaking up its fair share of his spraying seed, and the soft squirms of at least one buck-boy only intensifying his enjoyment of the whole thing.

As his orgasm tapered off--the third to do so in such a short span--the male simply collapsed forward, resting on his belly as his tongue lolled uselessly from his sore jaws. He did not speak, he did not need to; he was full, the day was young, and the sunlight was far too warm.

Satisfied, the stallion dozed as his stomach digested the two boys. There would be more meals in his future, but for now they were his as much as he was theirs.