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The Beastridden

part 4

"What's the matter little guy?" Knuckle asked as he sat side by side with Jonas. The short otter looked downward, and grunted as an ache spread from his loins.

"I..I don't know what's wrong with me.. My..privates hurt.." he said, embarassed. Knuckle cocked his head in perfect understanding.

"You ain't ever busted one before, have ya?" Knuckle said, just before taking Jonas into a rough embrace. The tall brown wolf looked the short otter over as he slowly began to rub him, tugging softly on Jonas's round ears. The young otter flushed.

"Like that huh?" Knuckle said in a hushed tone, taking Jonas to a downed stone pillar. The wolf sat against it, and waved Jonas down with simple gestures. Jonas was warm with passion, but he meekly took his position between the wolf's thick, muscular legs. Knuckle held Jonas tightly to his chest, his visage never showing any signs of warmth. But his hands were gentle, drawing rasps from the poor otter who jumped ticklishly on occasion.

"Mmhmm" Knuckle mused as Jonas surrendered, laying against his torso as the wolf softened him with gentle hands.

Eventually one welcome hand slipped below the waist of his trousers, and met Jonas's throbbing otter boner with a sweet grip. The younger otter melted, rewarding Knuckle's paw with a surprisingly generous coating of strong smelling pre.

"Just chock full of the stuff ain't ya?" Knuckle said as he began to take tender strokes up the otter's short shaft. Jonas responded with a low grunt, and tried to thrust into the paw on his most needy parts but Knuckle's strong arm held him still in his embrace. The otter thrashed about gently, looking up to Knuckle who simply looked back.

Jonas was in a fit, struggling against Knuckle's arm while instinct forced him to buck his hips. His left hand was planted securely on Knuckle's right inner thigh, and the otter struggled until it found something similar to touch. Knuckle's left arm suddenly loosened its hold and lowered, taking Jonas's tiny (by Jonas's immediate comparison) balls in his fingers.

"First ya gotta loosen up your plumbing. The fewer kinks and constrictions the better the shot, and the greater the relief." Knuckle said, and he grunted at the sudden contact on his pair but he kept going with Jonas with little hesitation. The otter however was distraught with lust and overwhelmed with infatuation, but he found the will to stroke Knuckle's dense pair, drawing another grunt from the generous wolf. The wolf responded with rough nuzzles and more not-so-gentle handling, and faster stroking of Jonas's erection. Knuckle's grip soon morphed into a tight ring that was forced down and up Jonas's length. Jonas couldn't take much more.

"Knuckle, ah..!" Jonas moaned, and when Knuckle felt that cock throb he went into overdrive, stroking at blistering speed as the ring was continuously slicked with fresh pre. The otter's cock gave one hard throb as the ring choked the base of it, and Knuckle nuzzled between the otter's ears as he felt it fire.

Jonas gasped and panted as Knuckle held him close, his cock choked in all the right ways as he coated the crotch of his denim slacks.

"How ya feel?" Knuckle asked, finally smiling. Jonas's paw roamed weakly, until it found Knuckle's hard wolfdick in his trunks.

"I'd..like you to..cum too." Jonas panted, and the wolf shifted the finished otter to the ground and got to his feet. He turned his back, and slowly began to slip his trunks down, knowing the effects he had on the eyeful otter.

"We ain't to where ya can handle ME yet."

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Jonas woke up sorely, to a bright and sunny day. He blinked a little reluctantly, but suddenly sat up and his...wet crotch told him of what really happened. He blushed to himself, and crawled over a downed stone pillar he slept near to try and spot his friend, and their new companion.

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Knuckle blocked a punch straight on and dodged another as he launched an extremely low kick at his opponent's leg, but that attack was evaded. He stood, and looked at the other wolf that recently joined their company.

"Boy Ah tell ya cousin, you've gotten some spring in your step!" the other wolf said to Knuckle, who still had his guard up. But the brown wolf relaxed. Their match was over.

"You think the little guy's up? Lemme just go check.." the other wolf said, but Knuckle grabbed him by the end of his tail. The wolf's lips curled back and his tongue fell, and Knuckle let go of the bushy appendage.

"Cajo look, he ain't too sturdy. And he's been on the end of more cock than he would wanna. Leave him be." Knuckle said, less sternly than he meant to be. The wolf named Cajo looked to the ground in defeat.

"Ah'm tellin' ya, wearin' him on me like that would be hot as hell cousin!" Cajo said, and Knuckle crossed his arms.

"You ain't fuckin' the goddamn otter!" Knuckle said darkly. Cajo nodded meekly, and the brown wolf looked around, particularly above. The clouds were moving slowly, and the waste was darkened in the overcast sky.

"Ah guess we need to get him up though. He needs to hear what's goin' on." Knuckle muttered, a little reluctantly.

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Jonas saw the wolves making their way over and immediately panicked, fully aware of their keener sense of smell and the musky stench emanating from his pants. He quickly shuffled them off and threw his traveling cloak on to mask his nudity, and when only one wolf stood before him he flushed in shock. But thankfully, it was Knuckle and the otter calmed down.

"We got sumthin' to tell ya." Knuckle said, and Jonas looked around. To his renewed shock, Cajo had picked up his jeans out of simple curtesy. As he held them out to let them straighten, he frowned and took a sniff. His head jerked back and his ears stood up, and when he looked to Jonas, the otter snapped back to Knuckle.

"Yes? What is it?" the otter asked, and Knuckle crossed his arms as he noticed his cousin sniffing Jonas's pants.

"We're takin ya back home little guy. Its gettin' too dangerous for ya to stay with us. And all this...Beastridden stuff is too much. Ah got a...LOT on my-HEY BOY! CUT THAT SHIT OUT!" Knuckle shouted. Jonas and Cajo jumped, and the two-toned wolf quickly folded the otter's pants and set them on the ground, his fur on end. The brown wolf looked back to the crestfallen otter, and Knuckle's heart sank when he saw Jonas's face. Feeling like he had to explain his intentions more clearly, he took a knee.

"That don't mean Ah don't want ya around. But Ah'd be crushed if Ah got ya into sumthin' ya couldn't handle. Ya get me?" Knuckle asked, placing his hands on Jonas's shoulders. Jonas sadly nodded, having no ground to protest his guardian's words. His neck was sore from being gripped so tightly by Senryul's woman, and that alone was frightening enough.

"O-okay.." Jonas whispered.

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Senryul, his woman, Futoranda, and other Beastridden furs trudged slowly through the waste, their livelihood lost as payment to the settlement of Burnstrom for the damage caused by Knuckle's escape. The hybrid was silently furious; even his woman was an extra hand's length away.

Futoranda was silent and terrified. When it was discovered that Jonas was missing, he was given one-thousand lashes by a fellow Beastridden. But his fear of Senryul was only the base of..something he couldn't describe, like absolute fury. Fury at Senryul for his cruelty in handing out his punishment, fury at his brother Beastridden for not refusing, fury at Knuckle for losing all of the money they had accumulated, and worst of all... Fury at the little otter, who had done nothing at all.

Senryul stopped in place, and so did everyone in his company.

"The Council of Fangs will meet soon." he said. Whispers followed his words.

"We will make camp there." he continued, with a point to a large outcropping of jagged rocks on the horizon. The party continued at once, their destination before them and their discomfort just under the surface.

They all arrived in time, and at once everyone set to work in clearing their environment and setting up their camp. Senryul and his woman sat next to one another on the bare stone floor. Time lapsed around them as the hybrid glared ahead, and his mate enduring his coldness.

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Knuckle, Jonas and Cajo slowly traipsed through the dusty absence, all three silent as they approached another abandoned site.

"Ah guess we can put it down here..." Knuckle said, twisting at the waist as he walked to a black spot. He traced a foot around the perimeter swiftly and stomped dead center, birthing a small fire. Impressed with himself, Knuckle sat near a downed pillar and leaned back. Cajo quickly drifted off in search of wood, and Jonas sat next to his guardian, reluctant to actually share his space with him. But while Jonas was undecided, Knuckle brought the otter close to his side.

"Knuckle, I don't wanna go! I.." the otter started, his heartache burning deep in his chest. Knuckle looked away, blinking away stinging as he tried not to let his sadness take his words.

"Hell Ah know... But Ah..can't let ya get hurt. Ah don't think ya'd like me sniffin after ya yer whole life either." the wolf said with a sniff, and Jonas hugged him tightly.

"But what if I-" Jonas started, but Cajo's noisy carroling silenced the otter preemptively. Cajo set the wood nearby the fire after throwing a few branches in, and shook his head after his tail met the dirt.

"Whoo-wee!" he whistled. Knuckle rolled his eyes.

"We can pass out now and get chow in the mornin'.. Ah didn't see no critters to munch." Cajo reported, and Knuckle nodded with a sigh.

"Alright, alright.. We can go to sleep now. Good work cousin, Good work." Knuckle complimented grievously. While his cousin was tolerable company, he had no intuition.

Knuckle tugged Jonas to his side, silently comforting him. Soon after, the otter was peacefully snoozing. Knuckle shot a glance at his cousin, who was sprawled out and snoring.

"Damn.."

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Knuckle giggled at the small paws that worked his slick shaft over, tirelessly stroking up and down with eager attention, happily taking both his hefty balls in their grip and scratching their sensitive flesh softly. Knuckle chuckled again, happily absorbing the sensation as he looked into Jonas's bright eyes.

"Just take it slow buddy.." the wolf panted, almost holding his breath as he watched the otter slip his first few inches into his mouth.

"Oooh doggy.. That feels great little guy.." Knuckle said. Jonas worked endlessly, drawing pleasure to where he placed his attention and Knuckle looked him over in satisfaction, rubbing his back softly. Jonas popped free of Knuckle's wolfspire and attacked the wolf's brown boulders with his tongue, pleasantly tickling the bottom of each musky cell. Knuckle smiled warmly, his dick flexing strongly on occasion, flinging pre onto the otter's brow. Jonas wiped it free with a smile, and Knuckle nodded to him, politely urging the otter to return to the matter in his paws.

Jonas took an entranced look at the blunt tip of Knuckle's red cock, and with a blush fit even more into his mouth. But despite his efforts, he was still barely covered a sixth of the pulsing spire. But Knuckle just enjoyed it, laying back against the pillar, and the otter settled on his chest while taking his ruddertail to Knuckle's wolfdick.

"Ah ain't takin' you anywhere little buddy. And Ah'll stick around as long as ya want." the wolf said, reassuring to the otter he held safely in his chest. Jonas looked to his guardian with a twinkle in his eye, and got close enough to whisper into Knuckle's ear.

"Knuckle, I want you to cum!" Jonas urged. He then climbed back down to the base of the wolf's cock, and handled the meaty knot with renewed expertise. His small paws rubbed around, trying over and over to send Knuckle over the edge. Knuckle huffed and voiced some advice.

"Get under that big boy... Gotta feel like Ah'm tiein'.." he said, and Jonas nodded as he shucked his pants swiftly.

"Tie? You mean..." he said, and Knuckle chimed in right after.

"Yep, need to get that BAD-" Knuckle yelped briefly, as Jonas sank down a few inches, the tightness overwhelming.

"OH shit buddy, yeah!" the wolf panted, as the otter sank lower, and lower, and lower, until he was right at the top of the boulder of flesh. Jonas leaned against Knuckle's chest and the wolf wrapped his arms around him as he began to slowly buck his hips.

"Take it slow...Gotta take it slow" Knuckle whispered, with each thrust gaining more ground. His knot almost fully swollen, he took his time to gain entry as little by little his knot made it through the otter's opening with a wet slurp. The moment the tie was completed Jonas squeezed hard around the knot, and Knuckle held Jonas in a strong grip as he fired his load unbelievably deep into the short otter.

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Knuckle woke up as he felt a faint rumble course continuously through the ground under. As he blinked sleep from his eyes, he felt a snug fit around his cock and-

He met Cajo's opening eyes. They both looked at Knuckle's crotch, and Cajo grinned. Knuckle frowned, then the rumble picked up in intensity, as pebbles along the ground bounced along wildly. The two wolves watched the scene briefly, then Knuckle looked Cajo in the eyes. "We'll talk about this later" Knuckle said coldly, and Cajo planted his feet and stood, looking over the pillar. His eyes widened, and he took off, pulling his trunks up in a flash. He bolted away at a speed that Knuckle was unsettled to discover, and Cajo stopped shortly to turn around and shout a warning.

"GIT THE HELL OUTTA THERE! TAKE RUDDERBUTT!!" he shouted, and as Knuckle collected his thoughts Jonas sat up with a scream. He scrambled about, patting himself over before he reached into his cloak and pulled out a small, six-legged lizard. He threw it to the ground and it skittered away, followed by more lizards and insects that crawled over the pillar they were lying at. Knuckle looked up and saw numerous birds of various species, all flying the same direction Cajo ran to.

"COME ON!" Cajo shouted as he stopped to wait, and Knuckle's ears twitched as they detected bellows from behind them. He rolled over the pillar to look, and his eyes grew wide as he he witnessed the ominous precursor to a terrible stampede. Large, horned beasts, swift mammals, flightless birds and even larger predators all headed straight for them, heedless of each other. Knuckle swallowed and grabbed Jonas, holding him tight as he broke into a full sprint. Knuckle caught up to Cajo and they both scanned the area, and Cajo pointed out a large rock jutting from the ground.

"LEFT!" he shouted, and the wolves sprinted to it, and leaped atop it easily. Knuckle sat Jonas down, and the three of them watched the chaos as it passed by with a harsh cloud of dust at its heels.

"What the..." Knuckle mused in mild shock, and Jonas traced the stampede back, to the horizon where he saw the clouds gathering into a sinister black formation.

"What's going on?" he whimpered, holding on to Knuckle's right arm dearly as they all looked into the distance.

"Ah dunno but... That's where we gotta go.." Knuckle said, with dread in his voice.