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Jake and Mak went back out into the hallway and back toward the large door at the end and Komakwa led the way through. The door led out the back of the house and they went down a path that cut through a hedgerow and then past what looked to be an open hangar on the left with a couple of small aircraft of some sort in it and a closed building on the right with a driveway leading into it. Beyond that was another taller hedge that the walkway ran through with a gate across the path.

Komakwa opened the gate and they come through to a large open area with a couple of long buildings that looked like stables on the left and a large paddock on the right that was currently empty but looked like it was set up for exercising the kwarrens.

They entered the first of the long buildings and Jake saw rows of stalls with what looked like an over-sized version of an ostrich in each one. Really they were not much like ostriches but that was the closest thing to what they seemed to be. They had much thicker and longer necks than an ostrich and their feathers looked almost more like long soft fur that had a reddish brown tone to it. Their wings looked better developed than an ostrich's and their head was much larger, though narrower and longer with a more vertical and narrower beak with a hooked end on it. Their heads weren't naked like an ostrich but were covered in the same light reddish brown fur and looked almost more like a llama than a bird except for the beak.

Their necks were at least a foot and a half across and maybe eight feet long if they were stretched out from their shoulders up to their heads, but the neck had a double curve like an ostrich's. From the ground to their back would be about five feet or so. Their legs were thick and powerful ending in a wide foot that had five toes on it instead of the four most birds have or the two that ostriches normally have but the second toe from the inside was much larger and longer than the other four and ended in what almost looked like a hoof. It must be some adaptation to help them run faster over rough ground. The legs looked like they were covered in a light grey hide rather than scales.

The birds were absolutely massive and imposing, but they looked just as stupid as one might expect from a bird. At the sight of Komakwa one of them started making a quarking like sound and lowered its head to him.

"This is Jibble," Mak said, "He's been with me since I was little and I ride him every day. He's really well behaved and the fastest kwarren we have, but he won't put up with anyone on him but me.

It looks like Troska's saddled him already. This is the time I usually go out for a ride. I ride him whenever I need to just get away and think. That's happened so much lately he's nearly become a permanent attachment to my backside."

Komakwa grabbed a saddle that was hanging on a post and brought it to the stall across from Jibble and went into it to saddle up another kwarren.

Jake watched as the bull put the saddle on the bird and tied it down under its belly. It looked surprisingly like the saddle for a horse back on Earth but was wider and shorter. It had a horn on the front to hang on to and wide stirrups on either side that slid down between the bird's wing and the side of its body. The bird already had a bridle on its head with two long leather leads that made a set of split reins.

Komakwa grabbed the reins and led the huge bird out of the stall and held the reins out to Jake.

"This one is our calmest kwarren. She'll put up with a lot. You'll need to be careful though. Even the tamest and calmest can get temperamental. Just be gentle with her and she'll treat you well. Lead her out to the paddock. The gate is open," he said.

Jake took the reins and led the bird out and through the gate into the paddock and waited.

In a moment Komakwa emerged leading Jibble. He led the massive bird over to the paddock but hitched him outside of it and then came in and closed the gate.

He took the reins of the female kwarren from Jake and said something that didn't translate but sounded like, "Huttit," and the bird hunkered down on its legs and sat waiting.

"Get on, Jake," the bull said.

Jake walked up beside the bird and put a foot in the stirrup and swung his other leg up and over and sat down in the saddle. It was incredibly uncomfortable. He tried shifting this way and that but couldn't find a good spot. He found that if he slid farther forward he could at least sit without too much discomfort but he didn't feel terribly stable.

"I'm sorry, Jake. Our saddles are made for us individually. We have nothing made for you so you won't be very comfortable. I guess nobody thought of it. I'll have Troska get something made right away."

Jake nodded and said, "That would be great. I should be alright for now though. I won't be able to take it for too long, but I should be fine for a little while."

Komakwa began the lesson, "These two straps I'm holding are the reins. You hold one in either hand and use them to give the kwarren commands. If you pull back on them the kwarren will stop. How hard you pull determines how fast she'll stop. You can flick them forward to tap her neck and get her moving. Once she's moving pull one or the other to turn her head and lead her in that direction. It's pretty straightforward really. There are subtle body movements you need to make to help her to figure out what you want. She can sense if you lean forward or back or side to side and she'll take those as cues too."

Jake nodded, "Got it."

"I'll just lead you around at first so you get a taste for what it feels like being up there."

"Ready."

Komakwa said something that sounded like, "Twash", and the bird suddenly stood up and Jake was lifted up easily. The bird swayed a bit as it got comfortable in its standing position and Jake felt a bit unsteady but felt alright so far.

"Be careful what you do with your legs. If you tap her with your knees she'll take that as a cue to start walking but if you use your heels she'll start to run right away. If you squeeze her with your legs she'll take that as a signal to slow down. If she's running the squeezing won't work. She won't feel it. You need to pull the reins to stop her then."

"This is getting more complicated already, but I think I still have it," Jake said.

Komakwa smiled and said, "Let's see how you do leading her around with just your legs then. Give her a light tap with your knees and she should start walking slowly. Once she starts moving, lean forward a bit if you want her walking faster but squeeze her with your legs if you want her going slower. See if you can get her to turn by leaning one way or the other and applying just a bit of pressure with the outside leg."

Jake nodded and then lightly tapped with his knees. The kwarren started walking slowly forward.

Komakwa still had the reins in his hand and walked along just in front and beside while smiling up at Jake.

"Good, let's walk up to that side of the paddock but get her to turn to the left before you reach the fence."

They kept walking and as they approached the fence Jake leaned to the left a bit and pressed his right leg against her side and the bird started to turn while still walking.

Komakwa nodded and said, "Now make her stop."

Jake squeezed with his legs and leaned back and the bird dutifully stopped.

"Good, go and stop are the most important commands to get used to. I'll walk around the paddock holding the reins loosely and you try to get her to follow me whichever way I go, stop when I stop and start again when I do. If you can do all of that with just your legs and body signals you've got most of what you need to actually ride. The reins are just a way to amplify the signals. We'll try those after."

Jake nodded again and said, "Ready when you are."

Komakwa started walking and Jake gave the signal and the kwarren started following. The young bull walked all over the paddock in random patterns occasionally speeding up or slowing down and sometimes stopping and pausing before moving again. Jake was quickly getting the hang of it and did a reasonably good job making the massive bird follow Komakwa around. They carried on for a good long while and Komakwa finally stopped.

"You've really got this part down already, Jake. I'm going to give you the reins now. You need to stay alert and be careful. I can't stop her without the reins. It will be up to you. Just remember to pull down and back hard if she starts to go too fast, but if you have to do that be ready, she can stop in a hurry and we don't want you to be launched from the saddle."

Jake nodded and Komakwa handed him the reins.

"If she's stopped and you pull back gently but firmly on the reins she'll start to walk backward slowly, let the reins go slack and squeeze her with your legs to stop her again. Try it."

Jake did as the bull had described and the big bird followed her commands.

"Now flick the reins so they tap her on the neck and she'll start walking fast. If it feels too fast squeeze her with your legs to slow her down. Once she's moving try pulling one rein or the other gently but firmly to get her to turn. Just walk her around the paddock for a while."

Jake flicked and the bird stood still. He tried again and this time the leather slapped lightly against the kwarrens neck and she immediately started moving forward much faster than before but still not really at a canter. Jake squeezed lightly with his legs and she slowed a bit. He started pulling on the left rein and she turned left. He let it go slack and she straightened out again. He continued moving around the paddock directing her and Komakwa occasionally told him specific things to make her do and Jake was mostly successful. He was gaining confidence as they went, to the point that he began to get a bit bored. He wanted to actually go somewhere.

"Mak, I think I've got the hang of this now. It's pretty easy. Maybe you could get on Jibble and we could ride just a little ways out?"

Komakwa grinned up at Jake and nodded, "I think you're ready. Just don't try anything drastic out there. I don't want you to get hurt. It's a long drop off the back of a kwarren and she can go really fast if you let her, so don't let her. Don't give her any signals to run. Just keep her at walking speed. We'll go around the grounds for a while. After a few days and when you have a custom saddle we'll go out further and I can show you all around our lands."

Jake nodded and held her still while the young bull went and opened the far gate that opened into a field behind the paddock and then went out and around the paddock fence toward where his Kwarren was hitched.

Jake wiggled slightly in his saddle to try to get more comfortable. He didn't understand why they didn't make the saddles from the same smart material that had been in the shuttles. He supposed it must have to do with keeping with tradition. He couldn't seem to find a position in the saddle that felt really stable and solid. It was built for a larger and more muscular backside and it was hard and unforgiving. His butt was already starting to get a bit numb. They would need to keep their ride short or he'd be feeling it for days.

As he tried to adjust himself better one of the reins slipped from his hands. He instinctively pushed backward on the stirrups and leaned forward to reach for the dangling piece of leather and that turned out to be entirely the wrong thing to do.

The giant bird shot forward with a blast of acceleration and in a blink was through the gate and running into the field behind the paddock. Jake had to grab on to the horn of the saddle with both hands so as not to get thrown off the back of the bird.

"Jake, lean back and pull on the reins to stop her!" yelled Komakwa from what already seemed like a long distance away behind him as Jake continued to speed forward.

To his embarrassment, he realized that when he'd grabbed for the saddle horn he had let go of the other rein as well. Both reins were dangling to either side of the massive bird's head at the end of her long neck. Jake looked back and saw that Komakwa had mounted his kwarren and was slapping the reins to either side of him to get the bird to race as fast as it would go to catch up to Jake. Jake's bird was going pretty fast too though, so Komakwa was not gaining very fast.

Jake looked ahead and saw a low rock wall that appeared to mark the boundary of the compound. There wasn't going to be time for Komakwa to reach them and he didn't know if his bird would be able to jump it or if it would just throw on the brakes and he would fly over her and hit the wall hard. He started squeezing with his legs but the bird did not slow down. He could feel her muscles bunching under him and remembered what Komakwa had said about her not responding to that command once she was running. He needed the reins.

"Whoa!" he shouted to try to get her to slow down but for some reason she started to run even faster.

He decided he was already going fast so it couldn't do any more harm to try once more to reach forward and grab the reins.

It turned out he wasn't entirely right.

He had to lift slightly out of his saddle and push back on the stirrups again to push himself as far forward as he could reach, and his knees came over the shoulders of the bird as he leaned along the back of the bird's massive neck to try to reach both arms forward far enough to grab the reins. The kwarren took this as a signal to go even faster and so it did.

Jake felt another surge of acceleration and they were zooming even faster over the ground.

Jake looked up and realized the wall was already upon them and there was no stopping now. He wrapped his arms around the thick neck and hung on for dear life as he felt the bird bunch up it's muscles and launch itself into the air. It had no difficulty clearing the wall but it did as most flightless birds do when they leap into the air and its massive wings suddenly extended and started flapping to slow its decent.

Had Jake been sitting in the saddle like a normal rider that would not be a problem because the saddle is just behind the shoulder joints where the wings are attached to the bird, but because he was leaning so far forward, his knees were up past the shoulders and the wings lifted him up by his legs and tossed his rear end in the air while he clung to the bird's neck. He felt himself starting to slip sideways so he held even tighter to the big bird's neck and quickly pulled his legs forward and hooked them around the neck as well so he wouldn't get flapped right off while they were so high in the air and coming down.

Jake was now clinging to the bird's neck with his arms and legs, feeling like a complete idiot, and when the bird came down the force of the landing caused Jake to turn around so that he was now hanging upside down from the giant neck. This of course drove the bird crazy and it began to hop and jerk and then ran even faster forward with its massive wings extended and flapping slightly to try to shake this thing off its neck.

Jake was really in trouble now. At least when he'd been on top of the bird there was always the option of leaping off it and rolling to absorb some of the shock so only half the bones in his body would shatter. As it was now, he couldn't get purchase on anything in any way to bring himself back around to the top, and if he let go from this position the massive kwarren would trample him. All he could do now was to hang on tight and hope that Komakwa would reach him before his strength gave out and he was forced to let go.

Luckily, he didn't have to wait long and he saw to his right the head of Komakwa's huge kwarren come up even with him, and slowly move past so that the grinning young bull came into view.

Despite his predicament, Jake couldn't help laughing as he saw the look on Mak's face. The bull obviously thought this was the funniest thing he'd ever seen. Jake knew he must look like a total fool bouncing along under the massive bird's neck but, as Srythryn had told him, the universe needs clowns too. He supposed that might be his lot in life.

"How do you like kwarren riding so far, Jake?" Komakwa yelled.

"I think I've got the hang of it now! You should try this position too! You can really go fast!" he yelled back.

The bull laughed and shook his head.

"Just hang on tight until I get her to stop. I'm going to grab the reins."

Jake nodded as they galloped along at speed across the field.

Komakwa pushed Jibble forward faster and began to reach for the reins. He almost had them when he suddenly shouted and pulled his arm back and shot sideways away from Jake and his kwarren.

Jake felt his kwarren suddenly dodge way from Jibble too, just as a massive tree whizzed past only inches away between the two huge birds.

Jake's arms were starting to tire out and the violent motion almost shook them loose. He wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer.

"Hang on tight, Jake! She's gonna have to jump again!" Komakwa shouted.

Jake leaned his head back to look out in front of the bird and saw what looked like a dry creek bed coming up. It looked narrow and deep. She would have to jump across it or she'd fall in and crash into the far side of the ditch utterly crushing Jake between her and the ground.

The bird didn't seem sure of what it was going to do and suddenly started to slow down.

Jake's heart skipped a beat as he realized she might stop instead of jumping and this crazy ride would be over.

He was mostly right.

The bird suddenly decided to abort and it leaned hard back and extended its wings to use them as air brakes and Jake could actually hear her feet slipping along the dirt as the creek bed approached fast.

She stumbled hard on a large rock and started to tumble forward, then flapped once with great force to bring herself back upright and planted her feet hard. The rough jerk suddenly broke Jake's grip and he flew outward as the kwarren finally skidded to a stop.

Jake hit the ground on the slope going into the creek and did his best to roll to absorb the impact. There was a slight lip and then another drop and he lifted off slightly and then dropped into a large bush. The kwarren had bled off enough of its speed that Jake actually didn't hit the ground too hard and the roll and the final drop into the bush allowed him to land without breaking any bones. The favors had most definitely been doing a good job making them dense and strong. The only thing severely injured was his pride.

Jake rolled off the bush onto the ground and sat up and began dusting himself off. He heard Jibble skid to a halt and in moments Komakwa was scrambling down into the creek bed and ran to Jake and went down on his knees next to him.

"Are you alright, Jake? Are you hurt?" he asked as he started to squeeze Jake's arms and legs to check for broken bones.

"My dignity may be damaged beyond repair, but otherwise I think I'm fine," Jake said, and then he laughed.

"I'm so sorry! I should have warned you about leaning forward out of the saddle. That's a racing position and the kwarrens think it means you want them to go faster. If you push back against the stirrups and lean right onto their neck they will go as fast as they can. I even heard you yell something that sounded a lot like 'kwo' which is a word in our language that means 'faster'."

Jake chuckled and said, "That figures."

Komakwa continued, "I should have thought to warn you about all of that. I could have got you killed!"

"Don't worry about it, Mak, I've died before. It's not so bad. Like I said, I'm not hurt. It was a thrill to be honest. I haven't had this much fun since, well, since what feels to me like earlier today but is actually about three months ago," Jake said.

Komakwa looked distressed still and Jake felt bad for him.

"I'm fine, Mak, really. I have a few scrapes and I'm sure I'll be a bit bruised but everything is still in the right place and appears to be working. Please, don't worry about it. I'll do better next time. I looked like a pro though, don't you think? I didn't look stupid or anything, right? Be honest now."

The young bull smiled and said, "I can honestly say I've never seen riding like that."

Jake laughed and said, "You would make a fine diplomat, just like your father."

Komakwa grinned at him.

Jake went to stand up and a cramp hit him hard in his right thigh and he sat down again while clenching his teeth and hissing.

"What is it? Is something broken?" Komakwa asked.

"No, just a bad cramp in my leg," Jake said as he straightened his legs and started to try to work the muscle so it would relax.

"Here, let me," Komakwa said, and he pushed Jake's hands away and replaced them with his own.

The bull began to knead the muscles hard with his hands and worked them around until he found the ball of clenched muscle and began to rub his thumb into it to get it to let go.

Jake leaned back and groaned as the muscle finally began to relax again. Komakwa kept on massaging the big muscles in Jake's thigh while Jake lay on his back with his eyes closed and sighed. It felt so good.

After a while he peeked his eyes open and saw the young bull gazing at Jake's body while he continued to work the leg.

"I think I feel the other one starting to cramp up too," Jake said.

The bull smiled and moved his hands over to the other leg and began to massage it.

"A little more toward the inside of my thigh, Mak, thanks."

Mak's hands moved to the inside of the leg.

"Just a little higher please," Jake said.

Komakwa smiled more and moved his hand up the inside of Jake's thigh until his big hand lightly bumped against Jake's balls through the leather shorts, and then he massaged that area for a while.

Jake saw that the bull's crotch was starting to swell a bit while he worked his hands on Jake's muscular thigh.

Komakwa said, "Your skin is just as soft as I thought it would be."

Jake smiled and said nothing.

"Jake, could I touch your tufts of hair? I want to see how they feel."

Jake nodded and said, "Please touch me anywhere you like, I'm enjoying it immensely."

Komakwa positioned himself better and reached out to put his big hand on Jake's chest and lightly touched the soft hair there and ran his thick fingertips around in it while smiling. Jake lifted one of his arms and hooked it behind his head to expose his arm pit and Komakwa grinned and reached to rub his fingers in the hair in Jake's pit. It was slightly moist from all the excitement and exertion of the ride and the young bull pulled his fingers back and brought them up to his wide, bovine nose to sniff at them. His eyes closed and seemed to roll up into his head as he sniffed once more, but longer and deeper.

"I can't explain it, Jake, but you smell amazing to me. I've never smelled anything more appealing," the bull said in a husky voice.

"I would like you to feel free to smell any part of me too then," Jake said, and he grinned at the big bull.

Komakwa smiled and his eyes automatically went to Jake's crotch and he saw that Jake was beginning to grow there too. He gazed the length of Jake's body again and it was clear to Jake that the bull was ready to explore further, but he hesitated and then sat back and sighed.

"I wish my people were like yours and would allow males to be intimate with each other," Komakwa said.

"There's that word 'allow' again. They can't stop you from doing what you want to do with someone who wants you to do it. From what I understand from things your father said to me the vast majority of your people_do_ accept it fully. It's even built in to your bodies. It's only a small subset of your people who no longer accept it," Jake said.

"Yes, there is a movement among some of my people to return us completely to the old ways. Troska and some of the staff feel strongly about it too. I've been listening to what they have to say and a lot of it makes sense to me," said Komakwa.

"So a lot of it makes sense, but not all of it? Couldn't you just adopt the things that do make sense and ignore the ones that don't? You don't have to buy it all lock, stock and barrel. Life doesn't have to be black and white. There can be every color of the rainbow too."

The young bull smiled and said, "I suppose so. There are some things about the way the movement is that make me uncomfortable. I never really thought of the option of just rejecting those parts and accepting the others."

"It's really more about thinking for yourself and letting your heart tell you what's right and what's not. You need to trust your instincts, Mak. They probably won't lead you wrong."

"You mean just do what feels right to me, even if someone tells me its wrong?"

"Yes, that's what being a man and in charge of your own life means. You're a good person. If something you want to do feels right it most likely is. If it feels wrong in your heart it probably is wrong. Just let yourself be who you really are and try not to let anyone else deliberately mold you to their idea of what you should be, whether its your father or the movement or your friends or even me. Be your own man and let everyone else either accept you as you are or leave you alone."

The big bull smiled and said, "You make it sound so simple."

"It can be that simple if you make it so. It's completely up to you. Life is only complicated up in your head, not out in the real world, and it's only complicated if you let it be. You can't spend all of your time worrying about living up to what others want from you and denying yourself, or you'll just be pulled in every direction _except_the one that's right for you. I've been there, Mak, and that road leads to unhappiness and unfulfillment. I will never go there again, and now I allow myself to do or try anything that feels right to me. Life is now simple and uncomplicated for me. If I don't try every interesting thing that presents itself to me then I'll regret it afterward, and you don't want to start piling up regrets for the rest of your life, trust me."

Komakwa went back to gazing over Jake's body and thought about Jake's words for a while, then he smiled and said, "I want to touch you so badly, Jake, and do a lot more than that. I think it's something I would regret forever if I don't try it with you."

"Then do it and don't hesitate. It's something I want more than you can imagine. I have never been more attracted to anyone before and I want to share my body with you, and I want you to allow me to explore yours. Make love to me. It's what I want more than anything else right now," Jake breathed.

The young bull put his hand back on Jake's chest and began to caress his muscles and moved his hand down to Jake's belly to feel the soft hair there and quietly said, "I don't know how to make love to you. I've never been with anyone before. I don't know what to do."

"You don't need to know anything. There's no instruction manual and no real right and wrong things to do. Trust that pretty much anything you might imagine yourself doing with me is something I would very much enjoy. Just relax and let yourself go and let your body and your desires guide you," Jake said.

The young bull continued to caress Jake's belly softly while he thought about it. Then after just a brief hesitation he moved his face in and put his nose right in Jake's armpit and inhaled deeply. He let out a soft moan and began to snuffle and lick at Jake's pit while his hand went to Jake's crotch and began to rub at Jake's rapidly growing member through the soft leather shorts.

Jake's cock was growing fast and it was not going to fit but it was trapped in the shorts and things would get uncomfortable quickly.

He pushed at Komakwa gently and said, "Just a minute. I need to get these shorts off or I'll be in trouble soon."

Komakwa sat up and smiled as Jake stood up and began to untie his shorts and opened the button on them. Jake pulled the shorts down and stepped out of them with his crotch right at the bull's eye level.

Komakwa moaned and reached up and touched the pubic hair over Jake's cock and ran his fingers around in it and then once again pulled them back and sniffed at them. The bull groaned and then leaned in and began to snuffle at the patch of hair. He began to build up into a frenzy and he moved his big, soft nose around Jake's crotch, sniffing and kissing and licking at every part of him. The bull moved downward and placed his nose underneath Jake's cock and against his big balls and Jake spread his legs a bit and put his hands on the back of the bull's head and pulled it into his crotch harder as he moaned his pleasure.

Komakwa moaned too and his long soft tongue came out and went through the gap between Jake's balls and his thigh, all the way back toward his anus, and licked up the sweat there. The bull groaned and put both his hands on Jake's thighs for purchase and tried to push them just a bit further apart while sending his tongue out into the crook of Jake's massive ball sack and licking up Jake's musky sweat.

Suddenly the bull made a sound of discomfort and pulled back.

He stood and Jake saw that the young bull's erection was getting too big for his shorts and he needed to get them off.

Jake quickly dropped to his knees in front of Komakwa and reached up to draw the laces apart and undo the button on the leather shorts and he quickly pulled them forward to allow Komakwa's straining cock to come up and stick out the top of the shorts at the front.

Jake's heart nearly stopped when he saw the massive tool stand up and pop out of the waistband of the shorts and continue to grow.

It was amazingly thick and now Jake could see why. It was like the penis pulled itself down into its thick outer base when the bull wasn't aroused. Now that he was getting erect the young bull's hard penis was pushing its way out of the the thick, sheath-like base and extending out longer and longer. The base was dark brown and leathery, but hairless, and was about eight inches long. The end of Mak's cock that was emerging was light pink and moist and had a big blunted end on it. A slick and clear precum was already visibly oozing steadily out of the big slit at the tip of the penis and was starting to run down the shaft.

Jake watched in awe as the impressive member continued to extend out of its sheath. Finally, he knew it reached its full length when the fold of skin that formed the edge of the sheath actually stretched out straight along the shaft of the penis. It was all one contiguous, thick, beautiful tool that started dark at its base and then transitioned to a light pink color half way up that continued to the tip. It was a foot and a half long now and straight and hard.

Jake sat back on his legs and ran his hands up the outsides of Komakwa's massive muscular legs to his hips and Jake looked up the length of the towering, wide and muscular bull that stood over him. He moaned at the incredible sight and leaned his face in and kissed the shaft of Komakwa's thick penis and marveled at the incredible amount of heat coming off of it.

The young bull moaned and put his hands behind Jake's head and pushed his hips forward and ground his penis against Jake's face. Jake extended his tongue and began to lick at the precum on the massive cock and then put his face to the side of the thick shaft and jammed his nose at the gap in the shorts and inhaled. His head truly began to spin at the incredible masculine musky scent that rose up out of the big bull's shorts.

Jake had to get the shorts out of the way so he grabbed them at the waist on either side to work them down the bull's muscular legs. Jake had to struggle a bit to get the leg holes of the shorts over the big hiking boots the bull was still wearing, but he managed to get them off. The two of them were now completely naked except for their thick wool socks and hiking boots.

Jake got back up on his knees in the soft dirt and brought his face back to Komakwa's crotch and reveled in the overwhelming masculinity of it. The bull's ball sack was huge and full. Each of his balls was massive and round, about the size of a large grapefruit, and the shape of the package was so appealing Jake couldn't resist reaching up and caressing them. They were slightly cooler to the touch than Komakwa's thick cock and they were heavy and full. The bull's scrotum was made of a thin and soft leathery skin with no hair and as Jake leaned in to place his lips against the big balls the scent drove him nearly insane with lust. He'd never been so driven by any smell as he was now. It made him feel as though his own erection was going to explode from his body's efforts to make it even bigger and harder. He was more turned on than he could ever even have imagined himself being before.

Jake began to moan as he licked at the old sweat and musk around the big bull's scrotum and then he rubbed his face along the now fully erect shaft of Komakwa's impressive cock. It was a foot and a half long to the tip and well over three inches in diameter at its base and over two inches across at the flat and blunt tip. Jake had big hands but he couldn't quite wrap his fingers completely around the stiff and hot shaft to touch his thumb.

He groaned and turned his face in to kiss and lick along the length of the incredible member. He had to work himself backwards and pull the long tool down toward his face to reach the end of it and he kissed the tip of it and licked up the precum that was oozing even faster from it now.

This was Komakwa's first experience and Jake knew he wouldn't last long. He couldn't resist the urge to taste every inch of this beautiful tool so he clamped his mouth over the big head and began to suck while probing the tip at the big piss slit with his tongue. He greedily sucked at the big cock head to try to coax more of the bull's precum into his mouth.

Komakwa immediately started moaning his pleasure at the sensation loudly and once again put his massive hands behind Jake's head and began to pull it in while pushing his hips forward to fuck his face.

Jake already knew this was going to work because of the modifications that had been made to him, so he completely relaxed his jaw and worked his knees further back to lean more forward so that Komakwa's cock would line up better with Jake's neck and body. He pushed himself forward and then grabbed onto Mak's big, strong hips and pulled while the bull pushed his hips forward to try to drive his cock down Jake's throat. The incredible, massive tool actually began to compress as much as it could while spreading Jake's throat and sliding into it.

Komakwa was losing control now and didn't give a thought to Jake's safety or comfort as he began to grunt and groan while bucking his hips hard at him, each time driving his cock just a bit deeper into his throat. The hard tubular shell around Jake's windpipe was protecting it from getting pinched off so he could breath freely while the bull's thick penis pushed further down into his throat trying its best to bury itself completely in him.

The young bull had never felt anything like this and his body began to convulse lightly as his orgasm quickly built up. He spread his legs a bit wider and he bent down more at the knees and leaned slightly forward to grab Jake's sides and thrust into him as hard as he could.

He was moaning and groaning in a low, ragged and urgent voice as he fucked and bucked against Jake's face with abandon and his orgasm quickly began to boil up between his legs. He could not take anymore and with a very loud grunt and one last hard thrust forward while driving his boots against the soft dirt, he drove the full length of his massive cock into Jake and his big balls bumped up against Jake's chin. The big scrotum began to bunch up and tighten, lifting the bull's heavy balls up against his body and squeezing the massive load of sperm out to rush along the thick shaft of his penis.

Jake could feel the bull's cock head swell deep down in his throat as Komakwa moaned long and loud and shot his load straight into Jake's stomach.

Again and again Mak pulled back and grunted and drove his gushing penis as deep as it would go into Jake, while Jake held on to the bull's hips and pulled them forward trying to get the whole of the rutting beast into him.

Finally, the bull's thrusts began to ease off and Komakwa pulled Jake into him one last time while pushing hard again to drive his cock in deep and then just held that position for a while. He breathed heavily while Jake could feel his cock pulsing along its length pumping the last of the bull's massive load of semen down his throat.

The pulsing stopped after a couple of minutes and Mak pulled out of Jake's throat. His massive cock had already gone soft and hung limply and dripped copious amounts of cum as it began to pull itself back into the thick base.

The bull fell to his knees and wrapped his massive, muscled arms around Jake and held him tightly as Jake put his arms around Komakwa too and hugged him hard.

The two held on to each other for a while and finally Komakwa whispered, "I have never in my life felt so amazingly good. I had no idea I could feel like this. I've never felt more satisfied and I only want more of you. You're so appealing to me that I got a little crazy and completely lost control of myself. I hope I didn't hurt you."

"No, you didn't. I was enjoying it as much as you were. It was a wonderful experience. It gives me great pleasure to help you feel so good. That's what it's all about. Letting yourself go and losing control. You did amazingly well at it. You're a natural."

The big bull hugged him a bit harder and then turned his head and began to nuzzle at Jake's neck and kiss him there. Jake pulled back a bit and planted his lips on Komakwa's lips and kissed him. The bull breathed deeply through his nose and pulled Jake harder into him and extended his wide soft tongue into Jake's mouth and Jake began to suck on it urgently.

The two of them necked with abandon for a while and finally Komakwa pulled back and whispered, "I've been interested in other males before, I will admit, but never like this. There's something about you that tugs at my soul. It's like I was stretched apart since I was born and at long last my other half is coming back to me. It's almost as if I was never really whole until right now, with you."

"I feel the same," Jake said, "It feels so good to be holding you in my arms."

The young bull kissed Jake quickly on the cheek and then said, "Stand up. I want to do the same for you that you did for me. I want to taste you."

Jake kissed him once more on the lips and then stood up in front of him and his long, thick cock stood straight out in front of Komakwa's face. Jake knew from what Xelzix had told him that the bull had the same adaptation to his throat that Jake had, but in Mak's case it was a natural evolution. Jake would not have to hold back at all.

The bull moaned at the sight of Jake's big cock head bobbing in the air in front of his face, and immediately extended his wide pink tongue and licked the precum that was oozing out of the slit. He then kissed the tip of Jake's cock and opened his lips and pushed his head onto the long thick member and smoothly sucked more than half of it into his mouth before Jake's cock head made contact with the bull's throat. Komakwa then pushed harder while relaxing his throat and Jake's cock went right down the young bull's throat. Mak pulled back and pushed again, but a bit harder, and Jake pushed his hips forward to drive his cock in deeper. It took only a few more tries and then Jake was buried completely to the root. Komakwa's wide, soft, warm tongue came out and slid down along Jake's big balls and part of the way underneath them and then gave a long lick as the bull pulled his head back again.

Jake moaned at the fantastic sensation and he grabbed on to the bull's stubby horns for purchase and pulled Komakwa's head into him again as he thrust his hips forward and once again the bull hungrily slurped down the length of Jake's long thick member and then extended his tongue to lick Jake's balls.

Komakwa's wide, flat nose would bump up against Jake's pubic hair every time Jake pushed himself completely in, and the bull would inhale through his nose to get the scent of his lover and his eyes rolled up into his head and he moaned low and loud and the vibrations against Jake's cock further heightened the sensation for him.

He was so intensely turned on that he could not hold out any longer as the tickling began at the base of his balls and quickly bloomed outward and changed to rapid pulses of electricity that built up to a crescendo that weakened his knees. He grunted and thrust hard as his big balls tightened up against his body to push up the load of semen they carried in a rushing jet that shot out into the bull's throat as Jake nearly collapsed over him from the intensity of it.

Jake kept getting hammered by wave after wave of orgasm and each time, he would grunt and thrust and shoot another stream of cum into his lover's throat.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of ecstasy, the waves of orgasm began to retreat and fade and Jake settled down and stopped. He gently pulled out of Komakwa's throat and sat down and then lay back on the soft ground with Komakwa still kneeling between his legs. The bull smiled and moved forward and put his knees to either side of him, and then lay his upper body down over top of Jake and brought his face in to kiss him on the mouth. They necked gently for a time and finally the bull pulled back and turned his head sideways to rest it on Jake's chest and listened to his heart beat while he rested.

Jake said, "That was fantastic, Mak, thank you so much. I don't think I could ever quite get enough of you. I wish we could lay here like this forever."

"This isn't what I expected," Komakwa said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean when I thought of sex with others it was rutting and fucking and cumming and that was it. I didn't expect to feel such powerful emotion. It drove my desire and the sensation of it all to such a higher level than I ever imagined. This feels so right, Jake. It can't possibly be wrong. I'm so glad you came along or I might never have tried this. I would be missing so much. I want you so badly and I feel so good to be lying right here atop you I just can't describe it," the bull breathed.

Jake could feel the bull's massive cock already growing between the two of them. He was getting worked up and ready to go again. Jake wanted to be taken by him and thoroughly owned. He wanted to feel the massive bull inside him.

"I know how you feel, Mak. I share your feelings completely. I can't think of anything better than lying here with you on top of me. I want to be yours. I want you to take me," Jake said.

The huge bull moaned and and lifted his head and looked into Jake's eyes as he began to grind his hard cock along Jake's belly as the end of it began to extend out of the thick base once more. He moved his face in and extended his long tongue and Jake hungrily slurped it in and began to suck on it as the two moaned and groaned their pleasure once again.

The bull pulled his head back and whispered, "Will you be able to take all of me?"

"Yes, all of you. Please don't hold back. Fuck me with all of the emotion you feel and know that I feel it right back. Let yourself go," Jake breathed.

Komakwa moved back and kneeled between Jake's legs and reached down and lifted them up. He worked his knees forward while pushing Jake's legs up further to bring his anus into position. Mak moaned again at the sight of his man splayed out before him and waiting to be taken. The bull's massive penis was slick and moist from having retracted back into him and was once again leaking copious amounts of precum and Komakwa pushed the fat blunt end of his cock against Jake's anus and began to apply pressure.

Jake relaxed as much as he could and began to push to open himself up fully. The bull began to lean forward and put more of his weight into it and finally his slick cock head breached Jake's anus and entered his rectum.

There was a moment of fire as Jake felt the muscles being stretched to their absolute limit and he breathed a sharp intake of breath and winced.

Komakwa stopped immediately and held still and said, "I'm sorry, did I hurt you? Will you be alright?"

Jake smiled up at him and said, "I'm fine, don't worry. You're just so massive and powerful you're at the limit of what I can take. It hurt for just a moment but it feels wonderful now. Go slowly at first, but don't stop."

Komakwa pushed Jake's legs forward a bit more so he could lean forward and get a better position and Jake hooked his legs up on the young bull's huge shoulders. His feet with the hiking boots were up on either side of the big bull's head. Slowly but with relentless force, the bull pushed himself into Jake.

Jake was amazed at the sensation. He was getting almost eighteen inches of incredibly thick and hard cock pushed up inside him, and as Komakwa's throbbing member drove deeper into him, Jake could feel one ring of muscles after another along the length of his rectum engage and grip the shaft of the bull's cock giving both of them jolts of intense pleasure. The modifications the First Ones had made to him were getting used to their fullest now. Jake could even feel the extra sets of testicles inside his body that were tucked up against his rectum getting stimulated by the bull's thick cock. He had never been assaulted by so much intense sexual stimulation at once.

At last Komakwa's hips bumped up against Jake's butt and the bull moaned his delight at being able to bury himself completely in his lover.

He leaned his face in so that Jake was nearly folded in half and the bull whispered, "This is where I belong. This feels more right than anything I've ever done. I want you so much I think I might go a bit crazy again."

Jake whispered back, "That's exactly what I want. Don't hold back. I'm ready now. I want you to fuck me hard and make me yours."

The bull moaned and kissed Jake on the lips again and inserted his long tongue yet again for Jake to suck on as he lifted his hips to pull his cock back out, and then slowly and inexorably thrust the entire length of his massive tool back in again. His rhythm began to build and his thrusts got longer as the two of them moaned and groaned. Jake had never experienced this much sensation before. The bull's thick cock head would pull almost all the way back out of his rectum and then thrust all the way back in bumping and rubbing along all of the rings of muscle with all of the nerve endings firing their pleasure at Jake and his head began to spin again and his cock quickly began to swell to full hardness at his intense arousal.

Komakwa was getting close already and he was beginning to lose control. His knees came up off the ground and his big hiking boots dug into the ground as he pushed himself harder into Jake. He began to grunt as his ass lifted even higher off of Jake, pulling the thick shaft out until his fat cock head just about reached Jake's anus and then he would put all his weight into it and slam it all the way back into Jake to the root. His head lifted back and he pounded harder and harder while moaning his pleasure.

Jake was getting so many signals from his anus and prostate and his inner testicles and the rings of muscles along his rectum and it felt so amazingly good to be so overly stuffed full of his massive male lover that his orgasm began to build again and waves of electricity began to zap his whole body over and over again as once more his big balls tightened up and a massive gush of semen shot out of the end of his cock and splashed up against his own chin and onto his chest. Each time the massive bull thrust his thick cock into Jake another jet of cum would shoot out of Jake's pulsing cock and he was covering his chest and belly with his own seed.

Komakwa looked down at the sight with glazed eyes and the thought of how much pleasure he was giving Jake combined with the sensation of the rings of muscle inside Jake contracting and squeezing the bull's massive cock in powerful waves all along its length with every pulse of Jake's intense orgasm drove Komakwa over the edge. He roared long and loud and he thrust even harder into Jake and began to pump his massive load of semen into him. He pulled back and roared again as another wave hit him and another long gush of thick semen flowed out into Jake's rectum. Several more times Mak grunted and thrust again hard into Jake to plant his seed as deeply as he could in his lover and finally the waves began to settle down.

Komakwa settled back onto his knees but held himself buried fully into Jake. While his pelvic muscle continued to pump the last of his load into Jake, the bull leaned forward and licked every drop of Jake's cum off his chest and then his face, and when he'd finally got it all he inserted his tongue back into Jake's mouth and moaned as the two lovingly necked again while they slowly came back down from their orgasms.

Jake could feel Mak's massive cock quite suddenly begin to soften and shrink again within him, and the bull pulled out and then rolled onto his back with a long sigh.

Jake turned over and climbed up onto the massively powerful bull and lay over top him and kissed him a few more times then turned his head and just lay quietly, rising and falling along with Komakwa's deep breaths. Then Jake lifted his head and looked right into the big soulful eyes of his lover.

"That was the most amazing experience of my life, Mak. Thank you so much. I've never felt so wanted before or so satisfied. I don't care how long I live I will never find a lover to match you," Jake said softly.

Tears began to form at the edges of the young bull's eyes as he said, "I don't know if this is even possible since we only just met and I feel sort of foolish saying it, but I really love you, Jake. I love you more than I even knew I could love someone. You are what I needed in my life. It's almost as though you were made just for me. I felt it from the first moment I saw you back in the dining room. It's like a dream come true. I had no idea there was this much happiness available to me. I didn't know I could feel this way. Thank you for coming into my life."

"You came into my life as much as I came into yours, Komakwa. I love you too. It may not seem possible to feel so much love for someone so quickly but who are we to question it? I know what I feel. I love everything about you. You are the most irresistibly attractive person I've ever met. If I sat here and tried to dream up someone even more attractive to me I couldn't possibly do it. You are the best fit for me and that is the truth of it," Jake said.

The young bull moaned and moved his mouth up to kiss Jake again and the two of them returned to their soft necking for a while and then lay comfortably and quietly for a time until Komakwa finally said, "It's going to be dark soon. We need to head back home."

Jake rolled off of Komakwa and then got up and went and got the bull's shorts and handed them to him and Mak stood to put them on. Jake then got his own shorts and stepped into them and pulled them up.

Komakwa walked up to him and wrapped him in his massive arms and kissed him lovingly one last time, and then they walked up the side of the creek bed to where the two kwarrens were quietly grazing.

"We've come a long way and it would take a long time to walk. Do you feel up to trying to ride back, Jake? You need to promise not to do any of those fancy stunts of yours though." Komakwa said.

"I suppose I can skip the stunts this time if you insist. I'll just hang on to the boring reins and sit in the boring saddle and ride the same boring way everyone else does. I'll try a simpler dismount too, just to see what that's like."

The young bull smiled and said the word to get the kwarrens to hunker down on the ground. The two mounted and Komakwa signaled the birds to stand up again.

The bull lightly tapped Jibble with his heels and the big kwarren began to trot forward. Jake did the same to his kwarren and she dutifully followed.

They made it back to the stables without incident and Komakwa removed the saddles from the birds and led them to their stalls. He then led Jake back into the house and down the hallways back to Jake's room. They stood outside the room and looked at each other, then smiled and slid into a loving embrace and held it for a minute.

"I can't wait to see you again tomorrow. I love you," the young bull said.

"I love you too, Mak, goodnight."

They kissed one last time and suddenly Jake heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. They broke the kiss and looked over to see a scowling Troska who was holding some papers in his hand.

"Is there something you wanted to say, Troska?" Komakwa asked, once again sounding surprisingly like his father.

The old bull simply snorted and turned and walked away down the hall and around the corner.

"I think things are gonna be quite a bit different between him and me from now on," said Komakwa, "It's time I started thinking of him more as a servant."

"I think that's a good idea," Jake said.

Mak smiled and nodded and said, "I'm going to see if I can find my father. I want to talk with him for a bit before I turn in. I think it's time I told him some things about myself. I want to apologize to him too. I really haven't been fair to him. He was right all along about some things and I should have been listening to him, but instead I acted like a petulant brat. Things will be different from now on. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."

He planted another quick kiss on Jake's lips and then smiled and turned and went down the hall to go and look for his father.

Jake opened the door and went into his room.

He couldn't believe what an amazing time he'd had with Komakwa. Xelzix had been right when he said that it was likely he would fall in love with his match. He wondered once again how it was possible to fall in love with someone so easily. He'd done it just the day before with Srythryn. He still felt the same way for the croc too. His love for him had not diminished. Jake wondered how many people one could fall in love with. It just seemed so odd to never have truly loved anyone, and then suddenly within the space of what still felt to his brain to be two days, he'd fallen deeply in love with two different people.

Jake was starting to feel the aches and pains of his first go at kwarren riding and he decided to go into the bathroom and run a hot bath to soak his muscles. He came back out into the room while the bath was running and sat on the bed and pulled off his hiking boots and dirty socks and put them on the floor. He stood up and took off his leather shorts and then picked up the socks. He was about to put them away in a drawer, but then a smile crossed his face and he turned and kicked the leather boots out onto the floor and then threw the shorts and smelly socks along with them for Troska to pick up later.

He went back into the bathroom and got into the tub and slid down deep into the hot water and sighed and closed his eyes.

He had drifted off to sleep but was suddenly awakened by the sound of muffled raised voices somewhere down the hall. It sounded like Komakwa and Troska were at it. Jake quickly got out of the tub and toweled off and went back into the room and picked up his leather shorts and stepped into them.

He went out the door and started down the hall and as he approached the large door that led to the hallway where Mak's room was he heard the young bull saying, "You don't even know what you're talking about. I'm tired of your attitude. Just because you grew into a bitter and lonely old man doesn't mean I have to. Why can't you be happy for me? I love Jake and I don't care what you think about it. We're meant to be together. We fit each other perfectly. It's like he was made for me! How can that be wrong?"

Jake smiled. It was clear that Komakwa was in a good place now and ready to let people see who he really was and accept him or bug off.

"You fool!" Troska raged, "Of course it seems like he was made_for you. It's because he _was! I was suspicious of his attentions toward you and I did some digging. I discovered he was contracted by your father to come and seduce you. He was modified by the cursed First Ones to fit you like a glove! For all we know the First Ones even infiltrated the nanos in your head and manipulated your thoughts to fool you into feeling more than you really did. Your love for him is completely artificial! Who knows how much of him is real and how much is genetic mutation and manipulation. Have you ever seen any other creature that looks like him? His race was likely never really destroyed by a meteorite at all. In fact, he likely never even had a race! He is just a thing grown in a tank to match some image you had in your mind! They crept into your dreams and stole ideas from them to create a living doll for you to fall in love with. It is an abomination!"

Jake's heart nearly stopped. This was bad.

"No! You're lying!" Komakwa yelled.

"Here, look at this statement I took from your father's records. See the massive sum of credits transferred? What else could possibly cost that much? Look at this one. It's a copy of the contract between your father and the Matchmakers for the insurance of return for Jake Smith. Your father arranged all of this to keep you from following your true path with the movement! You are such an immature fool to fall for their machinations. They have tricked you into sinning and perverting yourself! He has rutted his body against you and made you his woman! You are no man and you never will be. You have shown how weak your mind is and you will likely never survive your ascendance. None with the character of a woman could possibly do it! In three weeks' time, when your ascendance begins, you will die a horrible death. You cannot possibly survive the trial of manhood!"

Komakwa's voice went down a register and up in volume as he boomed, "Get out of here! Get out now, Troska, before you make me violent and I show you just how much of a man I can be!"

Jake heard Mak's door slam hard again and then he heard Troska stomping toward the door where Jake was standing. It would do no good to take the old bull on right now. He ran back down the hall as quietly as he could and ducked into his room again and closed the door. He waited for Troska to pass and get himself well gone.

Jake would go back and try to talk to Komakwa. He had to try to explain things. The rub of it was that some of what Troska told Komakwa was actually true, but he had twisted it into something far more insidious and ugly than it was. Their attraction to each other had not been engineered. It was the result of their natural genetics that gave them the perfect chemistry. They loved the way each other looked and even smelled but neither one had been built from the ground up to please the other, they simply looked the way their genes laid out. Their personalities had certainly not been modified to make them more compatible. They were who they were and they had hit it off completely naturally. Jake's feelings for Komakwa were real. He had to tell him and somehow make him understand it. Their love was real. It was beautiful and natural and something to be proud of, not ashamed of.

After waiting a few moments, Jake went back out into the hall and went over to the large door and walked in to the short hallway where Komakwa's room was. He saw the door was open so he went and stood at the doorway and knocked on the frame.

"Hello, Mak? I need to talk to you," Jake said.

There was no reply. He quickly ducked his head in to the room and looked around but there was no one there. The bathroom door stood open and the room was dark. Mak was not here.

He wondered where he might be and it dawned on him that he might have gone out to ride Jibble to get away and think.

Jake went out the back door to see if he could catch the young bull before he rode off. He wanted to explain things before Komakwa had too much time to let Troska's horrible words twist into him like a poisoned barb.

As he ran towards the stables, Jake heard a sound to his left that was like the rising whine of a jet engine spooling up. He looked over and noticed there were lights in the hangar and it was open at both ends. He ran over to it and saw two wide and squat aircraft in it with thick stubby wings. One of the ships had a ramp down. Komakwa was going to fly off in it! Was he running away from home? Jake had to talk to him before it was too late!

The whine increased and the aircraft began to slowly lift off the ground and move to exit the other side of the hangar while the ramp began to rise up toward the body of the craft and two massive exhaust ports at the back began to glow a dim blue color.

Jake didn't have time to think. He raced towards the ramp at the back of the ship as it rose up while images ran through his brain of the engines engaging and Jake being vaporized in a blast of blue plasma. He briefly wondered what Xelzix would say this time when Jake died the same day he'd been resurrected instead of waiting until the day after.

The ship began to move forward and the ramp continued to rise up into the body of the ship. Jake was nearly there and he leaped toward it and hit the ramp hard but was able to hang on. He pulled himself in and his legs cleared the end of the ramp just in time to avoid being sheared off as the entryway sealed shut.

Jake began to crawl forward in the darkness of the ship and he could see two seats at the front of it and the back of Komakwa's head was in the seat on the right side.

The ship moved forward out of the hangar and started to rise higher into the air.

Now came the big challenge. He needed to somehow make the young bull understand the truth of things. Jake truly loved him.

Jake stood and began to walk forward and he was about to say Komakwa's name when the engines suddenly kicked to full thrust with a deep roar, and as the ship tilted upward to almost vertical and accelerated at an incredible rate, Jake was tossed right off his feet through the air to the back of the ship and hit the back hull head first with a sickening thud.

There was a flash of intense pain and everything went black.