Campfire
CAMPFIRE.TXT - M/m - July 20, 2003
A CubTrails Tale
By SwampRat
(cl) 2002 - Gay Furry Association
Blame this one on NightWolf
Friday Afternoon.. A dozen yapping, yelling city cubs are going to the woods for the weekend. Every three months The Director, a Dark Wolf, and his assistants helped the cubs see what it was like in the Old Days. The driver dropped them off - Good Riddance - and after making sure everybody had everything, took off.. How did that Wolf take it for 3 days?
"Alright everybody.. We get to walk to our campsite.. Grab your gear and let's march.. Hup, Hup, Hup."
All the cubs got their gear and followed the assistants helping with stragglers.
"Here we are.. 2 cubs to a tent. Every body stash your gear.. Anybody allergic to flowers? We have quite a few in bloom.. No? Good. Since it is still early, I want you to find some flowers for me - They look like this."
He held up a picture..
"We will be brewing potions and making garlands and other things.. Pick as many as you want. There is no minimum or maximum.. My assistants have baskets for you to use. I do want you done in an hour so we can wash up for dinner.. Ok? Go Get them Cubs!"
Lots of squeals and running as all the boys grabbed baskets, made sure to look at the picture well - then went off to pick. The assistants helped find lost cubs and make sure everybody played fair.. Quite a few flowers came back, some not of the type in the picture but the wolf praised each of them. He took a couple and put them in the stewpot..
Dinner was good and everybody asked for seconds. Then they sat and told stories until sleepy cubs were tucked into beds.
Saturday - Everybody up.. Pancakes with bugs and pine needles, juice left over for years. The cubs giggled and found no bugs, just some pollen in the batter. The juice was fine, but the idea was Cool. The flowers were dried and some were put into bowls to be ground. Others were weaved into wrist bands and crowns..
Lunch of Dead dog turned out to be beans and weanies. Then they swapped so more cubs did the garlands while others ground the flowers..
Dinner was Skunk with Dirt ( Hamburgers ), and a concoction made from tea and the ground up flowers.. It tasted funny, but good. And they all drank a Lot of it.. As they gathered for after dinner stories they all felt sleepy.. That was ok..
"Listen - It's getting warm. I want you to take all your clothes off."
12 cubs nodded and took tops and shorts off.
"Now stand up and twirl around slowly.. Good Boys. Any of you old enough to get hard-ons? Play with yourself and see.."
Twelve boys went in a circle showing off everything.. Then giggled and started rubbing their sheaths.. Oooooo - It felt good. it felt Real Good.
3 lads were picked at random.
"Do you like ice cream? Good. Kneel down.. I want you to hold this and lick on it like it was your favorite Ice cream.. Good. How are the rest of you doing? Anything? If not you will just have to keep stroking.. Now - put it in your mouth and suck. No biting now. Very good.. Suck and stroke. You will get a surprise - Hot Cream! I want you to swallow all the cream.. Ok? Good. Good.."
The 2 other males were also grunting and caressing a cub's head as the muzzles sucked on them at first nicely.. Then stronger, Hungrier.. Got their cream and swallowed every bit. Almost got another batch.. Lifted the seed sacks and licked, sucked on them, caressing them.
"Now we are going to initiate you into a Special Club.. You can't tell anyone or else you will be barred. Bend over the table.. This will hurt a little, but then feel real good.. Ready?"
Three heads nodded. Grunted as their tail-holes were spilt open, forced to take the big cock of the male over them. It did hurt.. But as the cocks slid in and out it felt better, Just like the Director said.. Then it was deeper, harder, faster.. More cream splattering inside their butts. And they spasmed.
"That was an orgasm.. Every time you put a cock in your mouth or have one put in your butt you will feel that. Every time.. But you have to be careful asking strangers. They may not understand or even approve. But when you find males who do want to, you will feel pleasure.. Now go to your tents and lay down. Sleep, dream."
They did as they were told..
Another trio were picked. went to their knees as they licked their ice cream, Sucked on the rods to get the Hot Cream.. Got initiated into the Special Club. One even managed a single pearl drop - Which was displayed.. And they all clapped.
They too went to their tents.. as did all but 3 of the others. These three got to sleep with the Adults.
"Anytime you get hungry, you can suck on us and drink some Hot cream.. Ok?"
Those cubs were starving... When they weren't bouncing up and down on the hard poles they were bobbing their heads on them. Slept with them like pacifiers.
Sunday - Everybody woke to Rotten Purple ( Blueberry ) waffles. Found themselves naked, but except for a few aches, nobody cared.. The Adults were naked too..
"Skinny Dipping - Last one in has to kiss someone's Nuts."
Yuk! They all scrambled for the water, splashing and swinging out on the rope and swimming to the raft in the middle of the pond. They giggled as little fish nibbled on their sheaths and sacks and butts.. When they got tired they lay on the banks and slept.
Lunch was Flatworm Pie ( Lasagna ) and more tea..
The last 3 were broke in.. Then it was an orgy - one cub would sit, one would kneel. The one sitting sucked and stroked an Adult's balls. The one kneeling sucked his cock. When he came they switched.. The idea was to see who could get done first.
The wolf lasted the longest..
Dinner was plain salad, more tea..
Then they all moved to the table to see how to be taken. Standing, bent over, kneeling on the table, all fours on the table. Each cub was eager to get his turn, wanting to feel that shudder when a cock was in him. When they all had a turn and took turns with each other, they were all sat down.
"Now - I want you to put all these memories in the back of your mind. You will have the skills any time you need them. But not when you Don't need them. Next time We can show you some other things to do.. Did you have Fun?"
"Yeah!"
"Ok - Drink some water, use the pot and hit the Tents.. Tomorrow you go back to your Homes, and your parents who love you."
Monday - Waking to aching bodies.. Too much swimming. Breakfast was a jumble.. Then some coffee.. Diluted but it was Still coffee. Everybody hit the pot again - It was a long bus ride. Showered with the Adults.. Giggling - it was all guys. Everybody got to play with their sheaths too.
Dried, packed their garlands, stood in line as ribbons were pinned to their shirts saying they had survived the Wilderness. They kept glancing at the wolf's crotch.. Something important about it. Ah, just a Guys crotch. But they licked their lips.. What did Daddy look like Naked?
And there was the Bus.. It was kinda sad.. Something special had happened. A Special Club.. Then they looked at their ribbons and shrugged their shoulders. Climbed aboard noting the Driver had a Nice bulge in his pants. The Director patted the last lad on his abused rump and waved bye to the bus.
"So - Was it worth it?"
Both Assistants grinned.. "You do this every 3 months?"
The wolf nodded.. "Ever since I stumbled onto that patch of PassionWeed. You want to come back?"
The panther and the bear nodded, knowing they were going to be dreaming about those cute, tight asses for some time to come.
The End