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Corey stirred in his sleep against his sleeping brother; their naked bodies entwined in serenity. The older wolf's eyes were flung open and he threw himself back from his brother's sleeping body. He climbed carefully out of the bed; avoiding waking Nishi as he slept.

He walked over to his bathroom and leaned over the sink; splashing cold water onto his face. He stared at his cock in the darkness. It hung limply between his legs; foreskin completely covering his tip. "I didn't..." he whispered to himself. "I came outside..." He looked into the mirror and memories came flooding to him. Memories he had kept well and truly out of mind until that point.

WARNING

The following story contains sex scenes and references between a younger Corey and a female. For those who enjoy this series for the gay sex only, these words may not be to your liking. I assure you that this series contains only one instance of this brand of sex. If you follow the storyline of these chapters, skip forward to the line that begins "It had been a slow day." to skip the heterosexual sex and get straight to the plot part of the story.

It was a warm summer afternoon, not a cloud in the sky above the ranch. A sixteen year old Corey sat in a field watching the sun set over the foothills, arms wrapped around his knees. He wore nothing but some dirty blue jeans that belonged to his cousin. Although the beauty of the bright orange sun was overwhelming, the wolf boy couldn't help his sullen attitude.

He knew why his father had sent him to his uncle's farm. Punishment for what he had done with his brother. Corey didn't understand what went wrong, it was just innocent experimenting. "Corey?" A feminine voice called out over the field. Corey looked over his shoulder, but not far enough to see who was calling his voice.

"There you are, Corey. I'm done feeding the horses," a pale gray wolf girl sat beside him. "Sweaty work," she smiled and looked at her cousin. "Something wrong, Corey?"

"Just... A little homesick, I guess." He felt her arm around his shoulder.

"Aw, is that it? Come on, I know how to cheer you up." She stood over him, wearing her dirty denim overalls. "Get up!" She pulled on his arms, easily lifting him to his feet.

"You're really strong..." Corey said, still with a sullen tone as he rubbed his shoulder.

"Maybe you're just really weak," she laughed and winked at him. "Come on, we've got a little waterhole down here that's perfect for swimming." She ran across the field toward a small patch of trees. Corey walked for a moment, but then broke into a run after her.

"Angie, wait up!" He called after her, struggling in vain to catch up to the girl. She disappeared into the trees before he could catch her. He slowed down a bit and slipped through the trunks quietly. He could see the waterhole, but not Angie.

He was stopped in his tracks when he trod Angie's discarded overalls. The moment he looked back up at the waterhole, her face emerged from the water and she swam up to the edge of the pool. He had never seen her with her hair down before. It flowed from her shoulders and kissed the water; beneath the ripples it formed floating tentacles of dark fur.

"Come on in, the water's great." Corey stared at her and she giggled. "Don't worry, silly, you don't need to be shy around me. Just strip to your briefs." Corey still made no effort to move for a long moment, considering what could happen. He shrugged and kicked off his boots.

Just as soon as his jeans fell to his ankles and he stood in his tighty whities, he leapt into the water. He was surprised to find how deep it went. He could stand, but little more than his shoulders was above water. When he reemerged, Angie was gone again. He looked around, but still couldn't see her, until, in a flash of grey and white; she sprang from the water and took him in the face with a slap of water.

But, just like that, she was gone again. He looked into the water and still saw nothing. He heard the water break as she came up behind him; this time he was ready. He turned and went to splash her, but she was too quick and tackled him into the water.

When he reemerged, she had already risen, but was facing away. He moved as silently as he could in the water; a black shadow in the clear waters. He could tell that something was off about her, but he couldn't put his finger on it. As she turned around, his finger hit the mark perfectly.

He found himself half a meter from her bare chest. Her breasts were small and developing, but still noticeable. He stopped dead in his tracks and simply stared at his cousin's exposed chest. "Uh..."

"What?" She stared at him.

"You're... naked..." She guffawed.

"No I'm not! I'm wearing panties, see," she laid back and her waist floated to the surface, showing that she was indeed wearing panties. Wet panties that clung to her figure; highlighting her slit.

"Y-yes," he nodded, trying not to stare at her breasts. "I just didn't expect you to not wear a bra or something." She scoffed and chuckled at him.

"Bras aren't for relaxation time, dummy." She stood and watched as he gawked at her. "In fact..."

In the blink of an eye, she had disappeared beneath the water and after a short moment, he felt her hands on his butt and one long breath later, her smiling face was in front of him, dripping water and holding two pairs of underwear; tighty-whities and panties. "These aren't either," she giggled as she tossed them near her overalls.

"Lighten up, Corey!" She swum around him, completely nude, but keeping her waist beneath the shifting water. For a while, the pair played in the water, Corey keeping at least an arm's length between them at all times.

When the light started to fade from the pond, Angie climbed up the edge of the waterhole and stood, facing her cousin. "Well, come on, we should probably head back up now."

"Y-yeah, I guess," Corey stammered, looking at the water. "You go, I'll catch up." Corey looked straight down and refused to look up at his cousin.

His heart hammered in his throat as she came back into the water. "You don't need to be ashamed." She whispered to him as she came to stand before him. Her paws moved silently beneath the water and found his hard member. "We're both just wolves..." She leaned in a kissed his lips. "Doing wolf things..." Her arms slid around him and her lips met his once more.

They were both clumsy kissers, but something about that made it more enjoyable for the both of them. One of Corey's shaky paws crawled up Angie's body and found her breast. He clumsily pawed at it; cupping it and giving it a light squeeze.

"Down here..." she took his paw off her breast and guided it between her legs. He brushed his fingers over her virgin folds and her clit. She moaned and tensed as the tip of his middle finger pushed into her. They moved closer together as they kissed passionately. His cock slid up; pressed between his stomach and hers. He now felt his own balls in his paw as he fingered her.

Their tongues messily played in the field that was their shared mouths as his finger pushed that little bit further into her delicate regions. He found himself grinding against her stomach as he pushed her against the edge of the waterhole. One of her paws sat on his wet hair and the other gripped his firm butt.

He licked her neck as his middle finger was buried up to the second knuckle in her. He took her breast in his other hand, squeezing it and licking her nipple. He had taken her entire nipple into his mouth when she said those special words. "Stick it in, Corey."

He pulled away from her tit and focused his attention down below. He took her hip in one paw and his cock in the other. He aimed it at her folds and looked her in the eyes. She nodded and his tip pushed its way into her and he suddenly felt a wash of pleasure run over him. His balls tightened and his body went limp as his teenage seen shot into the virgin canal.

He waited until his cum was finished filling her before he pulled out. "Sorry," he said, once more looking into the water.

"That's okay, Corey." She lifted his head up and looked him in the eyes. "We'll try again later tonight. But we won't mess around so much." She winked and climbed out of the pool.

Corey watched as she walked. Her butt was round and firm and her vagina was puffy and wet. "Wait a second." He called out to her as she lifted her panties off the ground. "Can you spread your vagina apart for a sec?" She looked at him curiously, but did as he asked. She used to fingers to pull her folds to the side; stretching her opening a little.

It didn't take long for his seed to start dribbling out. Corey rose out of the water and knelt down in front of her. He licked his own seed as it came from her vagina. The pair dressed in silence and wandered back paw-in-paw, until they were in sight of Angie's father, then their paws split apart. She whispered in his ear as they approached the house. "Meet me in the barn at eleven." She darted off to greet her father and Corey followed quietly.

A number of hours past; they ate dinner, watched what little television there was and went to bed at quarter-past-ten. Corey could barely close his eyes the whole time, and at ten thirty, when Angie's father came in to wish Corey a good night's sleep, he knew it was safe.

He gave it ten minutes; ten restless minutes and climbed out of bed. If the adults saw him, he would claim that he was going to the toilet. He wore nothing more than a different pair of tighty-whities this time. As he stepped out the back door of the house, he felt a sudden nip of cold on his fur. He folded his arms and lifted his shoulders as he ran across the field to the great big barn.

He closed the door completely behind him and sat on a stool, waiting. Angie slipped through ten minutes later, in an opaque nightie. "Ready?" She whispered to him, as though the sleeping horses were going to hear them. Corey only nodded. "Okay, let's go." She grabbed him by the paw and led him deeper into the barn

She got on her hands and knees and lifted the back of her nightie up over her butt. "Jump on, cutie." Corey got on his knees in front of her, pulling his cock out through the fly of his briefs. He took deep breaths to stop his nervousness as it hardened to the fullest. He shuffled his knees closer to her and felt her nether lips kiss his cocktip.

He sighed as he entered her again; taking her virginity for real this time. He eased himself inside; shivering in the grip of her young cunt. She was just as wet as she had been in the waterhole and his cock slid straight in.

Angie's tail stuck up and out of the way until his hips flattened against hers. With all the ardor of the horny teen he was, he bred as his mind was wired to do. They were both silent but for heavy breaths and scuffling of Corey's knees on the floor.

He was clumsy in his inexperience and his member slipped out of her and he accidentally thrust it up along her pubis. "Sorry." He mumbled as he stuck it back in her. She was so wet and he couldn't help himself. It only took another couple of thrusts before he slipped out again. This time his cock slid up between her butt cheeks like a sausage within a bun.

Before he could line it up again, Angie stood up and turned around. She gently pushed on his shoulders, gesturing for him to lie down. He did as he was bid; his wet cock throbbing idly as it stood at attention for her. Angie stood over him a moment before lowering herself onto his lap.

It entered her as easily as it ever had but this time his hips were pinned to the ground by her slim body. She wasted no time in bouncing on him. As she slid along his shaft, he paw reached under her nightie and she rubbed her clit.

Corey's paws sat on her moving thighs as she rose and fell. He reached up and gave her breast a timid squeeze. She moaned and he moved to pull away. Her free paw came up and kept him from releasing her small breast. She even moved it for him; telling him to massage the perky mounds.

With his left paw occupied; his right one moved beneath her nightie so that he could get a better view at the action. The lithe paw that he knew was stronger than his own massaged her girlhood quickly and immediately beneath that he saw a wet, ardent mess of copulation.

He brought his paw right up to the point where their bodies converged and he added his paw to hers. She let herself fall forward and moved both of her paws onto Corey's shoulders. The sexy grey wolf moaned above him and closed her eyes.

As she bounced on his lap he started meeting each rise with a thrust of his own. He stared at her closed-eyed face; enamored by the beauty that floated above. Without thinking he leaned up, released her breast and clit and embraced her.

His arms wrapped around her shoulders and their lips met once more. Just like the last time, they were both quite clumsy, but this time with their breaths laced with carnal panting and their minds addled by bestial lust, it was deeper and with a passion that neither had experienced till that point.

While their bodies were joined at both ends; his orgasm hit him like a wall. He moaned into the kiss and she joined him. Angie clearly didn't know he was finishing and thus kept bouncing on his lap harder than ever. He thrust up and held his hips there; his ass cheeks tensing together and his balls pulling up as his seed began to spill.

Their lips broke apart and he laid back as she kept her waist in its repetitive movement. After a moment she noticed what had happened and stopped, looking down at him. Making the best attempt they could to keep it inside her, she leaned forward and lay on top of him.

He quickly softened inside her but her walls gripped him tighter than ever. "That was great..." he whispered to her.

"There's a lot more to come."

Corey trusted her when she said that but he could scarcely comprehend the magnitude with which she had meant. After lying together for a while longer, they both went back to their own beds and slept. She woke an hour before daybreak and found him asleep in his bed.

She woke him with fellatio. They met behind the barn at midday after lunch and had at each other again; this time with him standing behind her as they mated against the barn. Over the course of the next two weeks they had full sex around several times; four times in the waterhole, twice more in the barn, three in his bed and twice in hers, she had seduced him in the kitchen while wearing nothing but an apron twice, once at breakfast while her father was away, she had fellated him thrice beneath the dinner table and once in the car while her father was driving.

It had been a slow day, day sixteen on the farm. He had seen Angie at breakfast but not afterwards. Her father said she was sick and too tired to do her chores. After the sun had set, she had risen and they found themselves in the living room watching a movie with her father. He was laid back in the recliner and they had their legs hidden beneath the same blanket on the couch.

Her father left; announcing that he was to shower and this is where Corey took his opportunity. "Hey, cutie..." he inched closer and put his paw on her leg; rubbing it back and forth along her thigh slowly.

"Not tonight. I think..."

"Please?" He looked at her with the cutest face he could make. She looked at him and sighed.

"I've got something to tell you... I couldn't say it around dad."

She looked into his eyes and he stared back into hers; his azure eyes laced with curiosity and his mouth with a tired but happy smile on them. "Over the past two weeks we've really come together... literally," Corey laughed and Angie choked on a small chuckle. "We've really connected and I've never felt like this before. I... I love you, Corey."

Those words took Corey by surprise but before he could open his mouth to reply, she started talking again. "Now, I know what you'll say. We're too young and we've only known each other for a couple of weeks and it's just the sex and we're just lusting after each other. No. I know that I love you."

"I love you too, Angie." He smiled at the girl, ready to kiss her as he assumed she would lean forward, but she didn't. Her lips spread in a smile but tears filled her soft blue eyes.

"I'm..." she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him and let her tears flow onto his shoulder. Corey found it very disconcerting to have such a strong woman cry but he loved her and returned her embrace.

"Corey, I'm pregnant." He froze and his arms slipped off her as though her words had rendered them limp. She pulled away from him and looked him dead in the eye.

"Does... does your dad know?" She only nodded.

"He knows. He knows everything."

"Is he mad?" Corey had an overwhelming sense of fear flooding his brain.

"No... He thought it was going to happen..."

They just sat there in silence for a moment. Corey trembled as he asked his question. "Do you want to keep it?" She looked at him for the longest second of his life. The silence was never broken as she gave a shaky negative answer with her head.

"We're too young, Corey. Dad doesn't want to raise another child either." Corey wrapped his arm around her again.

"That's okay..." He kissed her cheek. She rested her head against him.

"Which time do you think sealed the deal?" Corey whispered. Angie giggled; it was the most feminine noise he'd ever heard her make. "Was it our session in the kitchen, or that time on the dinner table?" She laughed again before looking up at him.

"I think it was in the barn; our first time in the barn." He wanted to say something funny to make her laugh again but nothing came to mind. Nothing but a warm happiness; like the first rays of golden sunlight on a cold winter's morn.

They spent that day in each other's arms and both knew it was their last together; for the time being at least. The day Corey had to return home to his brothers was the same day Angie had to leave for the clinic. Their separation left a bitter scar in his memories that plagued him into his adulthood.

Water dripped from his face and landed against the basin walls with a soft splat. He lifted a hand towel and wiped his face clean. As he stood up straight he looked down and noticed that his cock no longer hung limply between his legs. It stood hard and thick as ever it had.

As he looked down upon it he smiled and wandered back over to his bed; lifting his phone from the end table and opening his email. The message was short but he felt that it would be good enough. Just for a moment he looked down at the screen and the message displayed on it. "Hey, Angie, it's been a while. Want to catch up? Yours Sincerely, Corey." He mumbled to himself. With a smile he sent the message and put his phone back down.

His mumbling was quiet but evidently loud enough to wake Nishi. "Corey?" He said wearily; rubbing his eyes in the darkness.

"I was just using the bathroom." Corey slipped back under the sheets. "Go back to sleep, Nishi." Corey's arms wrapped around his drowsy brother and he closed his eyes again.