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"If We Go Out Into the Woods Today"

The radiant glow of the sunrise filtered through the canopy over the jungle floor, scattering individual patterns from the leaves above that were gently being tugged and twisted by the early morning breeze. The breeze that came up was warm, and carried with it a variety of insects which took to the air and buzzed around the small domed tent nestled into a shadowy part of the forest.

Abigail pushed the flap of the tent open, briefly wincing as she scratched the high pitched buzzing from her ear until it vanished completely. She yawned a bit and turned around to see that the sleeping back lying next to hers was empty. Placing her palm on it, she could immediately that it had been empty for hours. "Ha'kin..." She sighed as she pulled her pants and shirt on before crawling from the shelter. She'd closed the flap, and doused it heavily with bug spray before discarding the can and starting down the trail that led away from their site. The relic had an auburn complexion to her fur, spots of white across her eyebrows and face made her look almost like a thin panda rather than a wolf, but her musculature and muzzle, which extended out a bit while remaining thinner that the males of her kind made all the difference.

She sniffed the air, trying to pick up Ha'kin's trail. She detested when her husband simply vanished on her at some point in the middle of the night, only to turn up three days later; the last time this happened, he showed up at her hotel wearing nothing but a discarded frond from a tree over his most sensitive areas. This was different though, they were in Africa. As the climate had changed enough around the world, it only seemed to make the jungles grow even more humid than before, the wild animals were still quite dangerous, even to them here. There was the distant sound of a roar even further in the jungle that made her freeze in place for a moment, her ears immediately went erect and she glanced around cautiously before moving on. The sound of her feet striking the dirt on the trail only increased bit by bit as she continued to walk onward. The trail grew a bit more uneven as she walked and she found herself skidding down some of the smaller slopes even with the boots on over her feet that gripped at the rugged terrain. As she reached the bottom of the hill and continued onward, she heard a crackling noise overhead and looked up, narrowly avoiding getting twigs and dust in her eyes. She sighed loudly. "Ha'kin! What are you doing up there?"

In the tree, at least thirty feet off the ground, she recognized the safari shorts and tan jacket belonging to her husband. The relic took a step with his white furred leg, resting it on a thick branch before gazing down at her, a pair of heavy binoculars was clipped over his eyes and his head jolted back some as he looked down at Abigail who suddenly appeared close enough to touch. He pulled the lenses back out of his sight and waved. "Good morning, is it not a lovely day?"

"You are nothing more than a sprout-hopping Keandril." She sighed. "Get down here before you fall down."

"Ah, you must see this though!" Ha'kin argued loudly as he wobbled on the tree branch. "I believe the lions we have been tracking will breed soon!"

Abigail rolled her eyes. "Not if you keep talking at the top of your lungs." She said as she grabbed the bark on the tree and stepped up, approaching Ha'kin from behind. Five, ten feet up, she began to find places to grasp a bit more easily and she was able to make the rest of the trip up flawlessly. She sighed as she approached the top branches, swinging around and glancing over the open area beyond the thicker part of the jungle. Far in the distance, even with their keen eyes, the Relics could barely make out the two lions they had been watching for the past two weeks as they migrated further north than most lions for this time in the year.

Ha'kin and Abigail were biologists of sorts, they took long trips, avoiding much of the conflicts within the sects of the Relic tribes. They focused more on nature and the interactions of the beasts on this world. It was still very new to their race.

Ha'kin's brother was a high ranking Regal Relic named Rekhis. The two of them never got along. His specialty was in the living habits and the culture of humans, but on his wife's behalf, he occasionally journeyed out to witness the natural wildlife of Earth; a constant research project to what separates man from the animals and how exactly humans became the dominant species of the planet... at least until the Relics arrived. Ha'kin was short for a Relic, standing about six-foot two inches in height, he was closer to the height to humans than he would have liked, and used to be picked on constantly for it. He had snow white fur with a dark stripe that perfectly lined down his spine from the back of his neck to his backside where it tapered off. His eyes were a vivid green color and a bit of gray trickled under them along his cheeks, giving him a rather unique marking.

Abigail took her name from humans for reasons she would not even tell her husband. She had a slinky figure and was almost the same height as Ha'kin, though she was slightly taller, which at first had drawn trouble in their relationship. She was smart, level headed and was more involved in the biology of animals than humans, though she often aided her husband in his research just as he did for her. She had blue eyes and a soft spoken attitude about most anything that she had come across. Jumping from continent to continent to find rare animals, animals that were endangered or practically extinct was her forte. She smiled a bit as she watched the lions. They had been courting for some time, but every time they were about to make use of their time, something often distracted them and kept them from consumating their relationship. "Oh, Ha'kin. How ever did you find them?"

"I had to climb nearly every tree in the jungle this morning just to catch a glimpse of them, and then I realized that I would not be able to come back for you once I had found them, so I assumed you would eventually follow me." He explained. "The pre-coitus activity has been quite interesting to watch."

"It always is." Abigail smiled knowingly as she stroked the back of Ha'kin's calf, making him look down at her. She blushed and continued to watch. "Perhaps we will be able to see something more this time."

Ha'kin frowned. "I do not believe it will be our lucky day." He said, pointing toward a small metal vehicle inbound on the location the lions were resting in.

As it blasted in, it disturbed the lions and they got up and trotted off. An RV had pulled in place, sending up a cloud of dust and debris that blanketed it in the dirt completely for several seconds. As the dust faded, they could see that red squiggly lines made up the wall of the camper. The Relic resisted the urge to scream out in pain as his wife grabbed the leg she had been stroking until this point and dug her nails in.

"Humans!" She exclaimed angrily. "Why those misbegotten creatures, they do not even realize how close they came to running those e lions over!" She growled. "They have no business being here!"

"Neither do we, my dear." Ha'kin sighed.

"We are legitimate researchers, we have a permit to be on these lands, these... these pigs likely do not!"

"Or they could have gotten one..."

She glared at him. "Are you defending these humans, Ha'kin?"

"N-no, not at all!" Ha'kin proclaimed nervously. "I am simply saying, they may have gotten the permits to be on this land as well, and they are simply using it to camp here."

If it were possible, Abigail's eyes narrowed even tighter. Her jaw looked like it was clenched shut and she was murmuring her words at him. "And will you allow this?" She asked seriously.

Ha'kin swallowed the lump in his throat. He tried very hard not to let his voice crack as he spoke, but did a very poor job as he answered "No." which droned out even longer than he had expected.

"That's what I thought." Abigail ignored the nervous response and started down the tree again. "Come on then, let us meet our camping neighbors." Ha'kin watched her go, and groaned, bumping his head against the tree repeatedly as he did so. Slowly he climbed down with her.

It took nearly an hour for them to pack their things neatly into their tent and walk the two mile trip from their campsite to the one that the humans had settled with; the camper itself looked much dirtier up close. The almost-white finish on the RV had been worn away after several years of sun baking, the words scrawled on the side "EZ-RIDER" had been faded from their former brown glory to a very light tan color. Mud trails crawled up and caked the wheel wells on both back tires, splattering brown over the vehicle. The presence of such a vehicle was not unheard of, but some people did have the money and resources to ship cars across the ocean. The caked mud across the Minnesota license plate told the two Relics that these people were likely rich snobs who wouldn't want anything to do with them. That didn't stop Abigail though, who climbed the short staircase in front of the vehicle door and pounded on the door.

"Hey! Open up!" Abigail cried as she slammed her fist on the door. "You humans need to realize that this planet is not just for your fat, tiresome backsides to--" She froze mid-sentence as the door opened and a man came into view.

The human was as wide as the doorframe, and his forehead wasn't visible as it was above the top of the frame. He was enormous. Long, curled locks of red hair fell over his shoulder as he glanced down at the female in confusion. He had a pair of wire-frame glasses on his face, which he adjusted and slowly blinked in confusion at the female. He had a pair of blue jeans and a red V-neck t-shirt darkened with strange stains that made spots turn almost crimson. He tugged up on his jeans and sniffled. "What's this all about?" He asked before his mouth fell open. "Holy crap, you're Relics! Hey? Hey! Look! We've got Relics at our door!"

"Well let them in and close the door!" A voice called from within. "You're letting all the mosquitos in."

"Oh, now. We have little time to stay." Abigail started to object before both she and Ha'kin were pulled inside.

The inside of the camper was frigid. Luckily Ha'kin and Abigail had their own fur coats, but they couldn't understand how the male was able to move around with such ease in the chill. As he moved from one side of the RV to the other, it rocked slightly from his weight. There was a loud shower going on in the back that cut off. There was another rocking from someone in the back as the Relics' attention was returned to the man who had sat in the small booth to the side.

"So, what brings you two all the way out to the Serengeti?" He asked before pulling a slice of pizza into view and chewing on it. "I didn't think your kind traveled so far out of the north."

There was a long, awkward pause as both Abigail and Ha'kin stared at the man. He tugged down on his shirt and brushed his hand back through his long red hair as he leaned against the back wall of the camper. "We... travel for our career." Ha'kin said after a short period of time.

"Oh? What is it you all do?" The man asked, in the middle of taking a bite of pizza. Cheese drizzled off his chin and he winced as it burned him.

"We are biologists." Abigail answered. "Though from different fields of study, Ha'kin here is more a human biologist where as I--WAIT A MOMENT!" She shrieked. Making both of the men jump now. "Now, I want you to explain yourself! We have a permit to observe the wildlife on this plain, whatever is it you are doing here? And who is in the bathroom?"

"Scotty. What's this all about?" A woman, roughly twice the age of the human stepped into the room. She was quite small in stature, her arms were like tree limbs and she was quite gangly. Even her red hair, which poofed out at all angles seemed dwarved in comparison to the glasses she wore, massive coke-bottle type frames with a heavy magnification that the Relics could see deep into her pupils through them. She stared at them as they cringed in shock and she looked them over. "And who do we have here?" She asked, pushing her glasses higher up on her nose.

"Oh! Mom, these are the Relics I was yelling about. That's.... erm.... and.... ahhh..."

"Oh for pity's sake, Scotty don't you introduce yourself before throwing strange people into the camper? Hi there, I'm Helen. And this is my son Scott."

"Ha'kin." He said with a slow nodding of his head. "And this is my mate, Abigail."

"I see." Helen said as she pulled a long cigarette from a jar beside the window and seated herself by Scott before bringing a match to life with her thumbnail, making the other two stare in an awkward, admired silence.

Ha'kin's mouth hung open for a moment. "Astounding!" He exclaimed as he sat closer to her. "I-I had only seen such things in your video documentaries."

Helen paused, mid puff and stared at him. "Such what?"

"That. That ability to strike a match with one's thumb. I hadn't thought it possible."

"Well it ain't something that requires a degree, son, you just need a good nail." She lifted her thumb, and indeed the nail looked long and somewhat pointed. "Beats having to look for something to strike it on."

"Ah. Well Relics do not have the luxury of... short nails." He pointed out with his long clawed fingers. "An interesting concept, however."

"Why are we talking about this?" Abigail sighed, putting her fingers against her forehead. "We came here because of your reckless behavior." She said. "Why is it you've decided to visit this spot, on this day of all days? We are tracking a pair of lions, and your insane choice to park right near where they were resting is far more annoying than your gaudy show of a recreation vehicle."

"Gaudy show?" Scott snorted loudly. "You folks don't know much about the lower class life around here right?"

"I pride myself on knowing most facets of human life." Ha'kin said proudly.

"Think... North American Redneck when it comes to us... only we're a little more well traveled?"

"Oh...." Ha'kin's voice fell off a moment as if his mind was calculating. "Then... that explains so much."

"And we're sorry if we intruded on your vacation spot." Helen said. "But it just looked so damn perfect out here we had to just set up camp here. Y'know?"

"Are you jesting?" Abigail said with a groan. "You intrude upon perhaps the last two lion mates that exist because you are interested in the location rather than the locals?"

The two of them looked at each other, then responded. "Yes?"

"And you are mother and son..." She pointed to Scott, then to Helen. "She is your mother, not your wife?"

Both of them cringed a bit. "Look I know the reputation of a classic redneck includes acts of incest. But... eww!" Scott gagged a bit. Both Relics couldn't help but glance at each other as Helen smacked her son across the head.

"At any rate. We're grateful for the company." Helen said. "We don't see much of your kind... like ever, so this is a real pleasant surprise."

"But... we are Relics." Ha'kin said. "Not many humans would care to have us around for one minute or twenty for that matter. Why do you not flee while you can?"

"What... what do you mean?" Scott asked. "I've waited all my life to meet Relics."

"And if you continue to associate with us, you will go through the rest of your life not knowing anything else." Ha'kin said just above a whisper.

"Aww pff... like we'd think about that like a threat." Helen waved her hand dismissively.

"No, you do not understand, we--" His voice was cut off by Abigail who nudged him.

"It is nice to have met you both." She said with a smile as she grabbed Ha'kin by the wrist and pulled him to his feet. "But I think it would be best that you both forget our visit here, and perhaps find your way back to town tonight."

"But, you both just got here!" Scott exclaimed. "I'd like to know more about--"

"Our apologies. There is no time. Goodbye, humans. It was good to interact with you in this way."

"What was that all about?" Ha'kin asked as the two of them ran toward the jungle they'd come out of, he was somewhat out of breath, but he was keeping up with his mate as she ran only a few steps in front of him the entire way. "Did you not want to report them?"

Ha'kin was surprised by this, normally, his dutiful mate would have pulled all the stops in order to trap the trust of two completely unaccompanied humans in the middle of nowhere for pickup by the Relic slaver troops, but she had bolted from the camper so quickly that she left a small trail of dust for him to run after. She looked at him with a glance of confusion mixed with sadness, but it was still a few kilometers before they finally stopped to breathe.

"I... I do not know what came over me." She said. "Somehow, in my mind, I am not sure. I think I felt sorry for them, like those lions our grasp of free humans is dwindling on this planet. I did not want them to be part of that number."

"Heh." Ha'kin drew his wife close with an arm and kissed her warm forehead. "My dear, I believe I am rubbing off on you." His attention was diverted by a sudden beeping noise in his pocket. Drawing a small silver device from it he flipped it over and a large hologram screen with a green circle around it came up with the name Nevret on it. He groaned a bit. "Nevret, son. It is good to hear from you."

"Ah, father. I am having a bit of difficulty with the video display, are you having trouble with your communicator?"

"I am deep in the heart of Africa, my son. Holo-channels are basically non-existant out here." He explained. "What is it?"

"Well, two things, actually. First of all, you will need to contact Uncle Rekhis. He called about an hour ago. And secondly, the reason he called requires you may want to head back straight away."

"Why?"

"Because he's calling about... what you owe him."

The Relic's ears flattened. "Oh no. Are you sure this wasn't about something I could live with? Such as the removal of all of my canine teeth? Or perhaps twisting and pulling my eyeball out?"

"I am afraid not. We will have to deal with... "them"." He answered.

Dawn was still about an hour away, the satin-feeling sheets that draped over the bed left Benny somewhat frigid all the time unless Coran was cuddling on him. The Relic was always sound asleep though until the sun came up. As the human lay in the darkness, he could hear the click of the analog alarm clock on the other side of the room tick over another minute on the counter. The human turned over, his fingers grazing across Coran's thick cock made him spring up almost immediately. Coran had started wearing shorts to bed as they slept together, out of a respect of Benny's own choices, or so he had said. Still, feeling the rock hard morning wood in them got him going.

It had been almost a year since they first came to an understanding of Benny's rights, versus Coran's own needs. But still, their relationship had boundaries that neither of them had bothered with, such as Benny's want to give Coran's paws a little loving. He crept under the sheets, taking in the Relic's musk as he made his way down toward the foot of the bed. He'd had this concept down pat for some time, as he reached the male's toes, he'd start with a little flicking of his finger along the pads until they began to slightly wiggle from the touch. At that point he laid flat and lifted them. Sliding under the feet, he rested the heels on his chest. He had enough length to work with and managed to crane his neck enough to run his tongue along the feet and toes before rubbing them along their sides. Coran's feet were thick and furred, like most Relic feet, Benny imagined. They grew moist from his saliva and the wetter his spit made the toes and the pads, the more aroused the human seemed to get. He didn't get why Coran had suddenly decided this wasn't in their best interest as a possible couple; they'd made strides closer together, but on some days, Benny felt like they hadn't made any progress at all.

As his teeth slowly slid along the fleshy layer under Coran's foot he let his fingers slide up his leg, and into the tented shorts he wore. He found the base of the Relic's shaft and tightened his fingers around it. He could feel Coran's hips buck slightly. Even in his sleep, his cock worked in overdrive and most of the flesh was slick and sticky from precum even before he touched it. He slowly stroked up and down the flesh, his thumb running over the head every time he reached the top half. He could feel it producing more and more precum, air escaping into the Relic's teeth every few strokes. He watched as Coran's fists balled up against the sheet, and he began to moan ever so slightly as Benny's tongue continued to wiggle and lap over Coran's toes and tickle at his feet. His fingers spaced out along the shaft and came back together as he stroked, adding a little more friction to it. He watched as Coran's toes curled a bit, he was getting close already. He curled his tongue around one of the big toes closest to him and sucked it into his mouth, eagerly enjoying the feeling he hadn't really thought about getting himself off for the Relic.

"Bah--Benny? What are you do--NNGH!" Coran grunted fiercely as he unleashed a flood into his boxers. His cum coated Benny's hand in a thick layer of warm cream that soaked the front of his shorts.

The orgasm seemed to last a good long time. Benny could feel Coran's claws grasping at the sheets and dragging across them before his body went into slight convulsions as his balls drained and he came to a sudden, still rest. Benny chuckled, feeling the weight of Coran's feet on his chest. "Sorry, I couldn't resist." He said.

"Nngh... damn it, Benny. I am not sure why you keep on doing this." Coran sighed. "You know you do not have to, right?" He lifted his legs off the human's chest. "I do not consider you my slave, you do not have to worship my feet as you once did."

Benny rolled onto his side and put his hand under his head, propping it up. "And you don't consider that I might like it?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. "I like a little foot play every once in a while."

Coran put a hand over his eyes and sighed. "This is the third day in a row you did this, mister "every once in a while"." He said sarcastically. "You are a strange human."

Benny smirked. "You love it."

"What time i--ugh..." Coran's entire shoulder length flopped hard against the pillows. "Four in the morning? Benny, why must you do this to me?"

"It's about time you got up anyway isn't it? Don't they need you in the office by seven?"

"Please do not remind me of that." Coran sighed. His fingers trailed down his face stopping and separating as he reached his muzzle. "Wester is nothing but ass holes and snobs. I would much rather have not taken the job at this point, there is nothing there for me to learn that I do not already regret knowing." He sighed again. "Day in and day out, the same old stuck up clients, with the same old first world problems that they want us to resolve, despite the national laws of us not interfering in human legal affairs."

"Why don't you just say no then?"

"You do not say 'no' to Wester." Coran said. "They either pick you up, or crush you underneath a lawsuit one could not begin to recover from."

"You sound pretty enthusiastic about that."

Coran shrugged. "I suppose there is a certain amount of pride I try to put into any job I have." He said. "It is just the method of their madness, and the stress they put upon me every day."

"I bet you're one of the best guys out there for the job."

"One of them?" Coran scoffed, halfway joking at the human. "I am the best man for the job."

The breeze of the morning commuter train flipped back Coran's dark gray jacket and blue tie, which flapped in the wind as he stood alone on the platform. He sighed through his nostrils and watched the train fly past, quickly becoming little more than a dot on the horizon. He was alone at the station; somewhere between the earliest commuters and the ones who rushed past this station during their lunch hour. He checked his watch, it was seven eighteen, roughly two minutes before his train arrived. The glow of the rising sun facing his back threw his shadow across to the platform on the other side. It was the same routine every morning, he was grateful that tomorrow was Friday, and a long weekend as well, he didn't really want to try and put up with the nonsense of working more than he had to.

A movement occurred out of the corner of the Relic's eye as a human woman, holding a little red haired girl by the hand approached the platform also. They usually came immediately before the train did. Coran didn't want to pretend that it was on purpose. He knew why humans avoided Relics, and he didn't want to press the point. It was bad enough he was a bit of a laughing stock for taking care of his own human like an equal, but he didn't want just anyone to think he'd gone soft. What would his reputation become then?

There was a loud clattering noise and another whip of wind as the train blasted into the station. Its breaks screamed as the vehicle slowed and came to a stop, almost completely missing the platforms all together. As the doors swung open, as they did every morning, he took a step in toward the back while the mother and her daughter entered much closer to the front. Coran found a seat and planted himself as far back as he could, without taking the long booth that ran along the back window. As the cars started moving again, the little girl from moments ago caught his eye. Before the Relic could do anything about it, the woman gasped audibly and grabbed the girl, shielding her from his glance and giving him an angry glare in return. It was always such a long ride into the city where he worked, but he could see the angled tower from here already, it stood almost ten stories above the tallest building on the skyline. The roof seemed to drop sharply away on both sides, almost resembling a sword sticking straight up out of the city. There was a buzzing in Coran's pocket, he pulled it out to see his father's number on the call screen. Cringing slightly he pressed to decline the incoming call and returned it to his pocket. After several seconds he heard the chime that a voicemail had been left for him. Coran would check it later, at the moment he had better things to do than try to argue with his father over the petty things they'd always argued over. How humans were a bad influence, and that Benny's corruption would only make him more of a laughing stock to his golfing buddies. He just didn't feel like hearing it today.

A fourth stop, and then a fifth stop. Coran always counted off his chances of getting off the train and making a run for the hills. But as it stopped at Parker and the train doors opened, he scuttled out a bit. Wester's building was a half a block from this stop. He could see it looming overhead, even after just hopping out of the train. He put his hands in his pockets and started down the street.

The daylight seemed to radiate down to the street, reflecting off the skyscraper windows and scattering his shadow everywhere under him on the ground. There was another buzz in Coran's pocket and he pulled his phone out again, this time the number was his home number. He picked it up.

"Hey." He said into the receiver.

Benny's voice skipped a moment, as if he were surprised that Coran had picked up the phone. "Hey, Coran." He answered. "Listen, your father's number keeps on calling in, it's already been four times now and he's not leaving any messages, he's just hanging up and trying again."

Coran rolled his eyes. "Just turn off the ring." He said. "I will call him when I get home and not a minute sooner."

"Sure." Benny agreed. "Why do you think he's calling?"

"I do not know. It couldn't be anything important, he would leave a voicemail if mom died or something like that."

"So you don't think it's an emergency?"

Coran shook his head, then realized that Benny probably didn't see that. "No, trust me. He'd make sure we picked up if it were."

"Okay." Benny said. "You at work yet?"

"Amazing you would say that." Coran answered, looking up and watching every curve and every glass line up the building he was approaching. "I was just about to head in. They do not like open cellular phones there, is there anything you need before I hang up?"

"No. Nothing." Benny answered. "See you when you get home this evening."

"Alright. Until then." Coran answered and cut off the call. "What is it you want, old man?"

As Coran entered the lobby, the smell of air conditioning and shoe polish filled the air. He could feel the fur on the back of his neck briefly shift with the change of atmosphere. The lobby was filled with well dressed people bustling back and forth, maybe a quarter of them were human while the majority were Relics. Wester was the highest maintained employment opportunity for Relics out of business school, and they still selected only a certain percentile of them from that. Coran had excellent grades and his father's checkbook to push the company partners' decision to hire him on. He approached perhaps the only human who actually worked there, she directed calls and was responsible for setting the appointments, at least for the third level lawyers like Coran who was still trying to work his way up the corporate ladder. "Miss. Ellington." He said as he approached.

Tamara Ellington was hired for her intelligence, though she had certain qualities many humans found appealing for some reason. She had short brown hair, and thin glasses with square rims and an invisible frame around them. Her hair was tied back in a proper bun and she wore a black blouse with a matching skirt. Her shoes were little more than white high heels with peeps for her toes, and a matching pearl necklace dangling around her neck. She looked like a high class librarian, which was likely what the partners were going for when they hired her on. She had a pleasant smile, Coran had only recently begun to see the positive side of humans and he smiled politely back. "What time is my first client due to arrive?" He asked.

"Mister Coran?" She looked confused for a moment before calling up the information on her computer console. "I thought you were taking a day of vacation today... let me see."

"What? Ridiculous." Coran scoffed. "I have not taken a day of vacation since I started. Why would you think that I--?"

"Yes, sir. But here it is right here..." She pointed out the screen. "In fact you've requested a full three weeks' vacation. You are not due back until the second Monday following this one."

"What?!" Coran shoute in insult. "Who called this in? Can you get me a number?"

"I am afraid not, sir." She said. "But if you would like, I can get you in with Ms. Flynn, she's been waiting almost an hour and Ca'tal hasn't even come in yet."

"Fine." Coran sighed. "I will take her. Please remove me from vacation time, I do not want to take it at this--" He was cut off by a gentle cough coming from behind him, he turned to see a massive Relic standing behind him. His fur was pitch black in color, leaving almost no visibility to his nose, though his striking green eyes set them apart from his fur. He was practically stuffed into his suit, it looked like a form fit, the man was very thick. A flash of white from his smile sent chills down Coran's spine. "Mi-Mister Zurn." He said.

Zurn was one of the two partners for the entirety of Wester. If not for his input, Coran wouldn't have been employed there. In fact, he was the senior stockholder for the company, even usurping the power of his younger brother Scorn who was the other major partner of Wester. "Finally decided to take that vacation, have you, mister Coran?" He said. He chuckled and nudged Coran with his elbow. "It is about time, you were beginning to make us look bad, holding onto this time like this."

"W-well, sir. I did not..."

"In fact, I do not even remember a time where you were too sick to come in, or a day taken for yourself, it does my heart good to see that you are taking advantage of our lucrative benefits."

"Well, sir..." Coran tried to object, but was again cut off.

"In fact, the fact that we see you here today is rather upsetting for myself and for my brother. We pride upon giving our employees the best benefits to offer; two months of vacation per year is quite a catch when compared to the other markets..."

"Yes, yes I understand that, but..."

"In fact we are relieved that you are taking this time."

"You... you are?"

Zurn nodded. "Yes. Honestly we feel it a bit insulting that our employees not take the full benefit of their careers here." He said. "Why not take the young female there as you were suggesting, and take the rest of the day off?" He grabbed and squeezed Coran's shoulder so tightly he winced. "We insist."

"What happened?" Benny asked over the phone as Coran placed his fingers against the inners of his eyes, rubbing the ridge of his muzzle that met them. "Why were you put on vacation time?"

"I do not know." He groaned. Despite the shorter day, Coran had to deal with Margot Flynn, who was the most callous and penny-grubbing woman he'd ever met. "Somehow a request for a three week vacation came up and I was pressured to take it." He said. "It feels like there has been a wedge driven into my back. I think when I get home I will dive into a long, impossibly hot shower, then go to bed. I have no idea what to do for three weeks or why it was that time frame, nearly perfect to the time that I have alotted per year." He sighed.

"Don't worry about a thing, when you get back I've got an idea that'll make you sing."

"I appreciate the thought, Benny. But sex is the very last thing on my mind at the moment."

"Who said anything about sex, you pervert?" Benny teased. "Just come home, I'll have things ready for you by then."

"Ready for--?" He was cut off by the sound of the telephone chat beeping off. "What could he possibly mean by all that?" He wondered aloud.

The train ride back to where he was parked felt so different for Coran today. The light was bright in the sky whereas normally the sun would be dipping toward the horizon on in the West, casting a fiery glow across the landscape. Instead the traffic seemed high in the city and the crowd seemed thick on the train that he rode. There were more awkward glances than Coran could count, but he tried to ignore them. He nodded off once or twice and missed his stop, waking only in time to take the train back. It was getting late by the time he got home, but still he returned early.

Benny looked up from his bowl of noodles that he had cooked as he saw Coran slouch through the front door. He leaped from the seat and immediately helped him inside. "Wow, you look a lot more beat than I expected." He admitted.

"Just... worn out." Coran admitted, putting a hand on his face and trying not to shake from his sudden exhaustion. "Even half a day it was long as hell." He said. Sniffing the air, he caught a whiff of something odd and his eyebrows raised. "Benny, what is that smell?"

"Oh, well... just a little surprise for you, boss. That's all."

""Boss"?" He repeated. "Since when am I your boss?"

"Since we met." Benny joked. "But I guess those were under some different circumstances huh?" He chuckled and took Coran's hand. "Come here I'll show you what I mean."

Walking with Coran into his bedroom, Benny showed him a table he'd set up near the foot of the bed. There were massage oils of different colors and scents around the back ledge of the table, and as the Relic listened, he could hear a strange track of music playing quietly throughout the room. "Benny, what is this?" He asked.

"Take those clothes off and lie down." Benny said. "At least... if you're okay with that."

"Benny, I do not think--"

"You've spent the day thinking. I think it's time you started relaxing." Benny said as he pulled his hair back and tied it into a ponytail. "I've taken some classes in massage therapy and I think you'll enjoy this."

Silently, Coran unfurled his tie and began to unbutton the shirt he wore; something about the cool air in the room gave him a bit of a rush as he pulled it back over his shoulders, feeling the fabric lay his fur against the grain, then he felt it shift back the other way. He watched as Benny tugged off his shirt and tossed it onto the bed as he shifted through the small bottles and the Relic unhitched his belt and tugged it back. His waist was small enough that his pants slipped clean past them and fell to the floor. Coran wore boxers when he went to work, the comfort of having underwear on in the office seemed to justify it. Normally he didn't really care if he was naked or not to the people around him but he rather enjoyed the allure of them. His cock was tucked neatly within, but he didn't really feel like getting completely undressed for his massage and approached the table.

"You sure you need those?" Benny asked, pointing at the shorts.

Coran shrugged. "I would like to have them on, otherwise my parts would likely stick to the table."

Benny smirked a bit and nodded. "Sure thing." He said. "Let's begin."

Coran laid on the table, Benny moved the Relic's head so that his muzzle and face went through the small rounded pillow of a head rest and that was where he started. The Relic's hands tightened and he hissed as they wound hard around his neck. He could feel the tingling coldness of the massage oil working its way into his fur and he tried to lose himself into the rubbing. Benny soon moved his hands a bit lower rolling his fingers across Coran's shoulders, up and back down along his shoulder blades. Benny's hands were extremely well trained and they did not miss a muscle or an inch along Coran's shoulders. The sounds of popping came from him like a popcorn machine going off, he grunted and gasped as he breathed and let Benny's pressure push the bones and muscles into place. Lower still, Benny's hands went as they dragged down the length of his spine to his lower back, dealing with the mid section and sides of the Relic before him. Coran resisted the urge to laugh at being tickled as Benny's fingers dragged along the fur of his underside. He couldn't help but feel aroused by this. As Benny casually dragged Coran's boxers down slightly to get his upper buttock, then shifted to the bottom of them, he shifted the way he was laying to keep from standing up like a bicycle kickstand. He winced as Benny massaged out a sore area along his left calf. The human continued at it until he massaged the ache away and continued down even further.

As Benny's hands got to his feet, Coran tried to resist and move them. He wanted to do whatever he could to dissuade the human from rubbing him down there, but he really enjoyed the attention Benny always paid to it. He hissed a bit and huffed, ignoring the pool of precum that had begun to trickle into his boxers. Finally Benny had gotten to the bottom of Coran's feet and was massaging the oils in much harder there. The human's dextrous fingers slipped between each of the Relic's toes as he took each digit and tugged it sharply, making them pop one after the other.

"Alright, Coran. Go ahead and turn over for me..."

Benny's voice sounded like it was a hundred miles away. Coran looked at him momentarily before realizing his own erection was going to be unmistakable if he turned over. "Oh, n-no, Benny it is alright." He said. "I am feeling bunch better now that you--" He gasped as Benny grabbed his ankles and suddenly twisted, making the Relic's lower half turn over in a way that his upper half would have no choice but to follow. For some reason, Coran was embarrassed by the pillar now making a tent in the front of his shorts, but Benny didn't even seem to notice. He simply continued to kneed the flesh of the Relic's toes and started back up the way he'd come down on the back. Coran's eyes were closed, his mind relaxing from the constant tingling sensation that these oils had seeped down through his fur. He inhaled deeply, trying to ignore the fact that the human was treating him on an almost godly level.

Casually, Benny's hands avoided the most obvious area and continued up Coran's stomach past the erection, almost a tease because Coran could feel himself dripping with anticipation within the shorts. The sound of his cell phone ringing made him jump, especially as Benny approached Coran's nipples and ran across them. He quickly picked up the device and shut it off, putting it back down as Benny's hands tightened around his neck and shoulders, giving a good, firm rub that he could easily feel underneath the fur. His stomach drew in and out sharply as Benny worked down each of his arms, taking his fingers and popping them one at a time as he'd done with the Relic's toes.

Coran couldn't stand it anymore at this point, the human teasing him was the greatest mistake he could make. As Benny's head lowered over his own, Coran quickly grabbed him by the back of it and pulled him into a kiss.

Benny jumped in surprise, but he didn't quite fight it either. As their tongues passed over the other's teeth though, Benny's massage continued as the human's hand slipped down into the shorts and began to play with that fully erect shaft within. Benny smiled as his lips parted from Coran's. "My massages aren't usually complete without a little happy finish." He said.

"Happy finish? I do not... oh..." Coran's voice trailed off as Benny tugged back on the Relic's boxers, letting the cock burst through the fly zone and the human's mouth found its way to the head, dipping down along the shaft, Coran gasped and sighed, his body felt almost incapable of tightening up from all this relaxing massage. He could feel his precum draining into Benny's mouth as the human's fingers continued down his leg and began to rub against his toes again. Coran felt his tongue fall from his mouth again and again as if he was trying to moisten his lips he moaned and howled in bits and pieces of sound that barely escaped his muzzle.

Again, the phone rang. Desperate to stop these interruptions he grabbed it and accepted the call. "He-Hello?" He asked, trying to bite his finger to keep another moan from slipping out.

"It is about damn time I was able to reach you..." The familiar voice on the other end shouted.

Trying to keep his mind off the human's mouth that worked its way down and back up the shaft, he tried to concentrate more on the call. "Father... wh-what do you want?" He asked.

"Does the afternoon find you well, son?" Rekhis sounded somewhat concerned. "It sounds like I have caught you in the middle of exercising."

"Nnn-no, father wh-what do you want?"

"I am calling to remind you that you'll be expecting your uncle for their vacation." He said. "I took the liberty of requesting a three week holiday for such an occasion. I have been trying to contact you all day about this, and do not try to weasel your way out of it this time. I only let you out of it for the last couple of years because of your schooling, and do not think I won't know you're lying with any excuses you might--"

"Yes... yes of course, father. Of course, we will be expecting them soon.

"Tonight."

"YEA---yes! Yes, father. Tonight. I have g-got to go..." He was panting loudly now as Benny had removed his own coverings and was now sliding across his lap naked as he tugged Coran's shorts down around his legs as he did so.

Rekhis sighed as he heard the phone click and go into a disconnect tone. He rolled his eyes. "Well, at least he is grown up enough to accept his responsibilities." He said.

"Come to bed, dear." He could hear his wife say as he put the phone down.

Benny's legs slid across Coran's body as he sat upright on the Relic's body. The table they were on wobbled, but didn't break or fall. The human grinned and slid his body back, feeling the warm cock along his cleft as his shaft rubbed across the Relic's stomach, spilling its own contents some as he did so.

"I-Is this what they call a "Happy Ending"?" Coran asked.

"Almost... unngh..." Benny's fingers acted like a corkscrew going down his shaft and coming back up, his fingers were becoming soaked by the large amounts as they made small leaps from his tip to the Relic's chest. He rocked back and felt the other male's cock penetrate him again and again. The massage oil definitely helped with this, as many times as Coran had taken him in the last year, he still found himself tight against the wolf-like thick cock. He dragged a long 'F' noise from his lips as his rocking picked up the pace. "N-no fair taking control now, Coran..." He huffed. "This is... all part of the relaxation..." He whimpered a bit.

"Relaxation?" Coran thought, his mind was on fire as he grabbed Benny's hips and helped to wrestle the control for him. "Who needs to relax at a time like this?"

"AHH! M-master!" Benny cried out suddenly as he ejected his seed across Coran's stomach, then chest. A shot or two even went a bit further, but the consistency was quickly soaking into Coran's chest as he growled.

"Master?" Coran's mind barely had a chance to catch up before he suddenly fell over the edge. He growled and grunted, and tossed his head back, howling as he came. A flood of seed shot into the human, whose body immediately turned it into a cascade between them.

Eventually both Coran and Benny came down from the climax, and Benny slowly dismounted the Relic. Both of them were still breathing heavily. "Th-thank you..." Benny said, just barely above a whisper.

"Please, there is no need for you to thank me." Coran frowned. "And there is no need for you to call me 'master' anymore if that displeases you."

"It doesn't." Benny shook his head. Coran paused, then looked at the phone still clutched in his paws. He then let out a laugh of amusement. "What?" He asked, cocking his head some.

"That was my father calling to tell me about the annual vacation with my uncle, aunt and my two cousins." He explained with a laugh. "Normally I have excuses to worm my way out of it, but I was so enraptured with your massage, I suppose I could not help it. They should be here tonight and we will probably head out at some ungodly hour of the morning on top of that."

"Well, this sounds like something that's more of a family thing anyway." Benny said, starting to back away, but Coran grabbed his hand.

"Ohhhh no you do not." He scolded. "If I am going to have to put up with my insane family, you will have to as well." He chuckled.

"Thank you, brother." Ha'kin said as he disconnected the call from Rekhis and returned both hands to the large RV that he and Abigail had rented for the trip. "Rekhis said that Coran will be able to join us this year." He said gleefully. "And thanks to those humans in Africa, I am grateful to have been inspired with this as our transport to Lake Moorehead this year."

"That is nice, dear. Try not to wake the kids." Abigail warned softly. "Your big interest in getting Coran to come along with us would not have anything to do with that human he houses, would it?"

Ha'kin scoffed, which made his argument sound less valid than it already was. "Abigail, dear. We agree to this vacation because it is a good time for our family to come together, to spend some time away from the distractions of our world. You would not expect that I--"

"I expect many things, my husband." Abigail said with a knowing glance. "Including the fact that you would effortlessly involve your personal studies in with a family visit. Promise me, that you will not gush all over this human and ask him question after question after question..."

"Mother, father... could you please stop with the bickering?"

Codlan was the eldest of Ha'kin and Abigail's two boys. Not more than a year younger than Coran, he still lived at home and refused to find a proper job. Still responsible, the young male contributed a great deal to the household. His fur was a clay red color with white stripes that trailed along the length of his nose and around his eyes, then continued along his neck for a few rings. His left ear was pierced with a small dangling crystal that caused it to dip ever so slightly downward. Dressed in nothing more than a pair of pajama bottoms, the half-naked Relic stood at the doorway separating the front and the back.

"Codlan, your father and I are simply having a discussion..."

"A pretty loud one too, by the sounds of it." He said. Nik is still sleeping back there." He yawned and stretched, scratching his belly idly. "How much further do we have to go?"

"We are about two hundred miles from your cousin's house. We should be there in the next two or three hours." Ha'kin said.

"You mean the stick-up-his-ass cousin of mine is actually planning on coming this year?" He said, sitting down with a laugh. "Well this ought to be a laugh."

"Codlan, dress yourself and be presentable for when we arrive." Abigail said sternly and through the tightly clenched teeth in her mouth.

"But we will not be there for a couple more hours!" Codlan complained.

"And be sure Niklat is ready as well if you would." She said sharply.

Codlan's mouth hung open for a few moments as Abigail glared him down. Eventually he saw no other choice but to agree with what she said and he got back up and disappeared back into the cabin toward the rear. Abigail turned her gaze to Ha'kin who was clenching the steering wheel tightly, trying to avoid bursting into laughter. "And you will not encourage this behavior!" She said to him before grasping his ear. "This is the first time in four years that we are able to have Coran with us on this trip ever since your brother stopped coming. So you will encourage all of the boys to get along!"

"AHH! Y-yes, yes ma'am." He agreed to quickly before she released his ear. He grasped it with his hand and stared aghast at her. "It is no wonder I married you, my dear. You are decisive and as hard headed as anyone I have ever met."

Abigail smiled a bit and kissed him. "Only the best for you, my dear."

"Would you stop this incessant jumping?" Codlan groaned as Nik jumped from one bed to the other in the back of the camper. Slapping his hands down on Codlan each time he landed behind him. "What have you to be so excited over, anyway?"

"Because when I last saw Coran I was very, very little! Wait until he sees how much I have grown!" He laughed excitedly.

"You are still, really, really little." Codlan grinned at the cub. "I bet he will not even remember who you are."

"Yes he will!" Nik screeched at the top of his lungs, getting a smile from his brother. "He will completely remember me!"

"Perhaps he will think of you as our servant." Codlan pondered. "I mean, we have no humans to tend to our needs like he does, so--"

"Coran has a human?" Nik asked with a frown. "I never thought he would have one."

"Everybody who is anybody has a human, Nik. This is simply something you will not be able to avoid when you grow up."

"We do not have one."

"That is because mother and father travel so much." Codlan said. "They expect us to fend for ourselves. We are brothers, right?"

"Ahh-r-right." Nik nodded.

"Great! So let us stick together like real brothers should." He stuck his pinkie out toward the younger Relic. "Deal?"

Nik grinned and hooked his own digit into his brother's before shaking it like a handshake. "Deal!"

It was already dark by the time the RV turned to head up Coran's driveway. The sound of the gravel rustling under the vehicle filled the entire cabin with a rumbling noise as the boys stood in the back and vibrated along with it. Coran waved as he stepped from the house to greet them and laughed as the camper pulled up. Coran pulled a large backpack over his shoulder and Abigail opened the door for him to climb inside. "Well, we are certainly driving in style, I would say."

"It takes about a day and a half to make it to the lake." Ha'kin said, giving his nephew a warm hug, followed by Abigail. "It is best to ride in comfort is it not?"

"You are not putting on any weight." Abigail said, poking at Coran's flat stomach. "Your mother needs to start feeding you again." She grinned.

"Hey there, cousin." Codlan said as Nik leaped into Coran's arms in a hug.

"Hey Codlan. Is this little Nik? I hardly recognize him!"

"See! I told you he'd remember me!" Nik stuck his tongue out. Codlan simply crossed his arms and shrugged indifferently. "So, Codlan tells me you have a human, can I meet him?"

"Nik..." Abigail said.

"No, it is alright. Hey, Benny, are you coming?" He called out the door.

"You call him by his name?" Ha'kin asked. "Fascinating!"

"Ha'kin, no." Abigail shushed at him.

Benny came from the house with his own bags, locking the door behind him. "Hey! I'm sorry about the wait you guys, I really had to go before we left." He climbed up into the RV. "If it's a long drive, I want to make sure it's a pleasant one!" He blushed a bit as he saw Abigail. "Oh, hello."

"Benny, this is my aunt and uncle, Abigail and Ha'kin. Then that's my older cousin Codlan..."

"Didn't fall far from the naming tree, I see." Benny said with a laugh.

Coran smirked, but continued the introduction. "And this little one attached at my waist is my littlest cousin Nik."

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you all." Benny said, bowing his head respectfully. "I hope you don't mind a human on board for the trip."

"Why not? I could use a shoe polish." Codlan said under his breath, but everyone heard him.

"Codlan!" Abigail snapped. "For that remark you will be spending your first night in the RV when we get to the cabin."

"Fine." He walked off with his hands in his pockets. "I like it better than that dingy old house anyway."

"Alright then. Awkwardness aside, let us get this show on the road!" Ha'kin announced as Benny closed the side door. The engine revved and pulled backwards, spinning around to face the other way. Before long, they were well on their way as the night crawled across the sky toward them and their journey began.

End of Part One--

Part Two--

The hum of the RV's engines had kept Benny awake for the first few hours into their trip; despite the fact that it had grown incredibly dark outside and the chill in the air was kept outside by the insulated cabin of the angular vehicle as it flew down the road at a high speed, Benny found himself unable to sleep. He turned over in his cot, facing one direction he came nose to nose with Codlan; the snored like most lumber mills sounded. His teeth flapping from behind his lips like they were going to suddenly take off from his mouth and embed themselves in the human's face. His breath wasn't quite as nice as Coran's either, which really seemed to differentiate the class of Coran's family from the class of his brother's family. Normally, he wouldn't give into notions like that, but they were so readily apparent that Benny couldn't stand it. If he turned over though, his face ended up deep in the soles of young Nik's feet, which always seemed to be on the verge of coiling around the bridge of his nose and pinching his nostrils shut. His only comfort came from Coran in the top bunk, the oldest of the younger travelers, his feet dangled down from the bunk above, resting squarely on Benny's shoulder, or his chest, or his back if he was lying on that. But it didn't provide much in the way of real restful sleep. Occasionally he would hold still long enough to close his eyes and gain a few moments of what it seemed like rest before another jagged jolt to the vehicle either woke him up, or he rested a bit too close to Nik's feet, or Codlan's face. At one point he jumped awake because it felt like he'd received a lick from Coran's cousin. But his eyes were closed innocently each time. It began to make Benny wonder how one person could lie in one position for so long.

The rumbling soon slowed though, and Benny could determine from the lights passing by the camper's draped window that they were stopping someplace. The sound of a loud bell outside indicated it was a gas station. Sitting up, Benny looked at his watch and realized it was almost five in the morning, strange seeing as how it had been so hard for him to go to sleep, that somehow it was already so early in the morning. He yawned a bit and stretched his legs, feeling his knees pop as the passenger door opened and then slammed shut again. There was a dull silence for a few moments when suddenly Ha'kin appeared in the curtain dividing the driver's cab from the passengers.

"Ah! Fantastic! You are awake!" He said just above a whisper and then gestured toward Benny. "Come, human. Come up front and sit with me while Abigail fuels our vehicle!"

Looking around cautiously, Benny pointed at himself to make sure he was the one the older wolf was pointing at, he nodded aggressively and waved his hand for Benny to follow. Benny's bare feet scuffled through the tacky green shag carpet of the bedding area and he got up, quickly and quietly following the patriarch into the other cabin.

It was quite a different vantage from here; the vaguest impression of light beginning to tickle the horizon as the cool air seeped in through the cracked window on the passenger side. Sitting in the thick leather chair, Benny rolled up the window and shrugged it off. "Brr... cold outside."

"Mmhmm, mhmm... good." Ha'kin said, not really listening to the human as he rustled through a pouch he produced from behind the seat and placed on his lap. Finally, he managed to extract an ancient looking tape recorder and checked the inside, making a check of the contents before clicking the button. Benny could see the tape rolling but no music coming out, he must have switched it to record. "So. Tell me, what exactly is it like to be human?"

Benny caught his next breath and turned it into a look of confusion as the microphone found its way directly across from his mouth. "Ah... I... uh, I don't really know. I don't have much of a basis for comparison, I haven't really been anything else."

"Never been anything else, you say? Well, have you ever desired to be something else?"

"N-no... I don't think so, I guess. I mean, my life really didn't come together, oddly enough until Coran came into my life."

"Ha. Interesting. And, you have never looked back?"

"What... what is this?"

"Tell me, human... what is the single greatest thing you regret?"

"Ha'kin!" The shrill voice of Abigail came from behind Benny so suddenly that he almost toppled backwards out of the vehicle. Luckily she was there to catch him, incredibly with only one hand as she pushed him back onto the seat. Immediately, the male's head lowered, his ears drooped. "What have I told you about doing this while you were on vacation!?"

"But, wife..."

"Do not 'but wife' me!" She shouted as she climbed up, gently patting Benny on the shoulder. "This boy has done nothing that you cannot find out in a natural course of time. Forcing it out of him on the first day is extremely frustrating."

"I... I don't mind, really." Benny said honestly. "I was having trouble sleeping anyway, I was just... a little confused."

"Oh. Dear." Abigail sighed. "I am afraid my husband is a biologist; as am I, though where I am a biologist of animals, he has become a biologist of humans."

"And I find the fact that you are an unbroken human fascinating."

"That is enough from you!" Abigail said sharply. "You will let this boy return to bed, he will need a proper rest before we get to the cabin."

"How... how long does it usually take to get there?" Benny asked.

Abigail smiled softly. "Well, dear it depends on if we stop for anything. Usually we make good time, we may arrive there as early as tomorrow morning, or as late as tomorrow night."

Benny resisted a groan; being trapped in close quarters with a family of relics for over twenty-four hours, then being trapped with them for a few weeks afterward in some remote cabin out in the middle of nowhere, where anything could happen. Quickly, Abigail ushered Benny back into the rear quarter of the RV before she let out a shrill shout.

"BOYS! WAKE UP!" She shouted, causing all but Coran to jump awake and quickly stand at attention in front of her. She glared at them. "It has come to my attention that you two are keeping our young human guest awake. Therefore we will be changing the sleeping arrangements around here; Codlan, Nik you will both sleep in the lower bunk. Benny, you and Coran will share the upper bunk; I... do hope that would be okay with you?"

Benny looked up at Coran and was instantly turned on by the size of the mound rising between his legs. As his eyes scanned down the male's pants to his feet, Benny realized he'd need to sit down pretty fast or else experience a very embarrassing moment." "It'll... be fine." He said.

"Of course." Coran said, not really sitting up from his position and only rolling his feet in circles, as if he knew that Benny was staring at them longingly. "I do not mind at all."

"Great." Abigail said wistfully with a smile before glaring at her boys. "And you two sleep on the lower bunk and try not to disturb Coran and his human..." She paused, realizing what she had said. "I--I am sorry. I did not mean to refer to you as a simple human, Benny." She frowned. "I simply meant..."

"It's no problem." Benny said, brushing his hair back with his thumb and index fingers.

Her awkward stare turned into a more delighted smile. "Well, then. Very good." She said. "I will leave you boys to rest for a few more hours at the very least." There was a ringing noise outside. "And that would be the top of our fuel tank." She said. "Pack in, it will be a long journey to the cabin."

As she turned to leave, Benny put his hands on the upper bunk and hoisted himself, landing on top of Coran. He shuddered a bit as he felt their crotches squash together between them. He paused a moment before rolling over onto one side as Coran looked askance at him and then smiled back.

"Please, you two." Codlan groaned as he and Nik sat on the bed below. "Do not make any messes that we will regret, alright?"

"What messes are you talking about?" Nik asked; the youngest and probably the most innocent out of the lot, he was probably not going to fully grasp the situation for another few years. Ten at least.

"Nothing, Nikky. Go to sleep, will you?"

"But I am too awake to fall asleep!" Nik protested.

"Then pretend." Codlan sighed. "Your imagination will catch up to you eventually."

The rough riding of the vehicle still occasionally roused Benny from his sleep, but it seemed to be a lot easier on him to rest in Coran's tight grip than in the young Nik's feet or Codlan's voracious jaws. As the RV wound around twisty-turny roads, Benny rolled against Coran again and again, each time feeling a thick bulge pressing up against the bare back under his shirt. With each bump, he could feel a little more and a little more of the flesh pressing against him as he soon realized that Coran was coaxing him closer with each slight roll. He inhaled and exhaled slowly as Coran's fingers found their way along his stomach, sliding up under his shirt as the Relic's leg draped over his hip, spooning him rather abruptly now. Coran's nose pressed against the back of Benny's neck, a wash of warm air crawled over his skin, followed by a wet, warm tongue that trailed from the back of his shoulder to the back of his jaw. Ever so carefully, Benny could feel his pants being drug down slightly by the prodding from the relic's thumb claws, a raspy skittering breath escaping him as his cock began to draw lines of precum against Benny's backside. The grasp of his spoon growing tighter now as the men pressed together again and again. Benny felt his breath growing raspy and getting louder as he tried needfully to shift himself against the warm spike. Quickly, Coran's paw covered the human's mouth and at that moment he found his mark.

Benny whimpered loudly, but the relic closed his fingers around the human's nose so no sound would escape. Deeper he plunged, Benny could feel skips to Coran's exhale as he slid deep into the human. His other hand wrapped around Benny's waist went from strokes to softly snatching his hip the faster he went. The faster they went, the harder their bodies collided, it was a wonder that no one else could hear this, but Benny thought that Codlan at least would have a clue as to what was going on. There was a silent shaking and a sudden flood of warmth that passed from Coran into Benny. Benny felt it and immediately began to cum as well, a single slap of seed hit the wall and started to drip down. Benny grabbed a corner of the sheet and quickly dabbed the wall as Coran's long thrusts began to subside. The relic curled against his pet quietly and bathed inside of him for several minutes until his erection slowly retreated and he fell from the used human hole. Benny still felt trickles of cum dripping from his tip onto the already messy blanket.

"Wh-what was that?" Benny asked in a whisper as Coran rolled onto his back, concealing himself again under his pants.

"What was what?" Coran grinned a bit.

The RV's sound changed, the passengers could feel a gentle shift to the right and the rough road under their tires rumbling as the vehicle slowed and came to a stop.

"I am going to need a cigarette after that one." Codlan said, making Benny jump as his head came into view. The younger Relic smirked at the two of them as he stretched his arms, letting his elbows pop lightly. "You two are not very subtle." As he stepped from the room, Benny quickly looked on the lower bunk and spotted Nik sound asleep below. He gave a sigh of relief.

"I think I will join him." Coran said with a stern look on his face. "I do not want him going to Ha'kin or Abigail about our activities."

"And I think I'm going to take a quick shower... this... RV does have a shower in it, doesn't it?"

Coran shrugged. "Search me. I do not know what they would have gotten. If you do not find something, there is no need to worry, we can probably find a place for you to bathe along the route."

The outer door swung open outward, revealing two steps for Coran to walk down, but instead he hopped a bit and skipped the steps, landing on the gravel the truck was parked on. A few meters away, Codlan was sitting on a large boulder near some tall grass. He had a long, slim white stick in his mouth and took a drag as Coran approached; from the smell of things, it definitely was not tobacco he was smoking.

"What are you doing?" Coran said with a sigh of exasperation. "Where did you get this?"

"It is pretty readily available when you know where to look, Coran." Codlan said as he sighed, letting a swirl of smoke exit his nostrils. "Sort of how your father was able to get a human like yours."

Coran glared at his cousin. "He is not mine. He is his own person."

Codlan laughed. "Oh, please, Cor. That male would do anything you want, he would lie on a bed of broken glass if you asked him."

"He would not. That is not how our relationship works."

"Relationship?" Codlan scoffed. "You still view this as a relationship? I can tell that the human sees this as his duty, and not as his choice. Even if you've reached some sort of understanding, it does not dissuade his dedication to you." He paused mid-drag and took the joint from his mouth. "I sort of wish I had that."

"What? A human slave?" Coran asked, crossing his arms. "I am sure my father could arrange that for you."

"I meant someone like Benny." Codlan admitted. "Your human is devoted to you as he should be and you do not even seem to recognize that."

"I recognize it." Coran glared. "But I will not acknowledge that kind of dedication. Maybe a couple years back I may have... but my priorities are different now."

"Who gives a fuck what that human wants?" Codlan asked, finally finishing off his blunt and flicking the remainder away. "He is just a piece of meat that you should use to your full advantage, like you did this morning."

"That..."

"That was lust." Codlan completed his sentence. "A perfectly natural response for a predator like us, and prey like him."

Coran growled. "He is not prey. Neither mine, nor yours so do not get any foolish ideas."

"Hey, he is family. He is your property and in every sense of the word he is our property as well." He kicked the gravel lightly as he stood and started to walk away. "I will do whatever the hell I want to with it."

"Touch him. And I rip your arm off."

Codlan said nothing else, he just smiled and continued on toward the RV. Pulling the door open he stepped up and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Coran considered running after him, but paused. He knew that with his parents and Nik around that Codlan wouldn't attempt anything. Instead he seethed his anger by kicking a large rock located under foot.

"What the hell!?" Ha'kin swung back as he came around the RV and narrowly avoided having his head struck by the stone.

Coran cringed at the near miss. "S-sorry, uncle." He said. "I was venting a bit."

Ha'kin smirked a bit. "I suppose your cousin is to blame for this?" He asked. He took Coran's following silence as an affirmation. "Codlan is... a little like you were before you found your hum--Benny." He said. "Indestructible, untouchable... heartless." He said. "I am trying to get through to him, but there are so many things that he desires and he will not rest until he has them."

"I was never like that."

"You were." Ha'kin admitted. "But you were never that bad. That is why you are my favorite son." He said with a wink.

"But Nik..."

"Oh let us not push it." He chuckled as he grabbed Coran by the back of the neck and guided him back toward the camper.

As Corlan stepped up in, Ha'kin followed him and they saw Codlan and Benny sitting on the edge of the lower bunk talking. They looked up at the same time and Codlan grinned a bit. "Father, Coran. How are you doing?"

"Where is your brother?" Ha'kin asked. "What are you two doing in here?"

"I am here!" Nik said as he pulled back the curtain revealing himself sitting in the passenger seat. "Why are you acting so strangely, father?"

Ha'kin sighed a bit and looked at Codlan. "Codlan, leave the human alone, he is with Coran."

"He wasn't really doing anything." Benny explained. "We were just talking."

"Still." Ha'kin said. "Codlan, I believe it was your turn to drive?"

Codlan sighed and rolled his eyes some before standing up and starting toward the front. "I suppose I could drive for a couple of hours." He said as he strolled past them and into the front cab.

Ha'kin shrugged a bit and smiled. "Kids."

"Where's Abigail?" Benny asked.

"She is catching a little sun I imagine." Coran said, pointing up toward the roof.

The RV revved to life and suddenly jerked into motion. Coran placed his hand against the frame of the door while Ha'kin steadied himself against the dining table as the vehicle lurched to life and took off from the gravel. Abigail steadied herself, a makeshift chair and handlebar set on top of the vehicle as she sighed and relaxed into the glowing sun.

The next stop was about three hours later, and it gave Abigail the chance to come down from above. As she stepped into the RV Benny couldn't help but smile as she tried to flatten the wind-blown fur in her face. "What do you do that for?"

"I am a child of the wind." Abigail answered simply. "The opportunity presents itself to me far too few times in my life, I will take advantage of it." She smiled. "I trust you are having a good time, Benny?"

Benny shrugged. "Yeah, I guess I am. I mean, I can't wait to get to where we're going. I think I'm getting a little RV fever. Plus... Coran and Codlan seem to be angry about something involving me."

Abigail eyed Benny up and down and shrugged. "I believe they argue because of you." She pointed out.

"What do you mean?" Benny asked as he seated himself across from her at the table.

"Well, Codlan is much like how Coran used to be; arrogant, needy, wanting to be... what is the phrase? King of the castle?"

"That's one of our phrases alright."

"Codlan has always rivaled with Coran on many things. They are not far apart by age, so even throughout our schooling, they competed against one another in all things. It did not matter how great or small. They each vied for the achievements of the other. And you... Benny, are perhaps Coran's greatest achievement."

"Me?"

Abigail nodded. "You brought him out of a life of misery, you have taught Coran the value of caring for others, even I've noticed great changes in him." She said. "Two years ago he would not be caught dead in this camper with us..." She paused a moment to listen to Ha'kin and Nik wailing off key to some old campfire song on the radio and she smiled. "Even now he is probably cringing in some corner of the cab ready to come back here. You have given him more character than his father could have imagined even."

"Well thanks. I don't think it's all me though." Benny admitted, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Abigail smiled and put a hand on his shoulder. "It is."

Just then, Ha'kin stepped through the curtain. He was breathing heavily as though he'd sung himself out of breath and he reached in the small icebox for a bottle of drink. "Dear, the boys want to know when we are expecting to eat dinner. Codlan suggested human bar and grill establishment and Nik is moaning for pizza again, I told them I would get your opinion."

"I would go with Codlan's suggestion." She answered. "Four nights in a row of pizza, I want our youngest child to grow upward, not outward." She smiled as Benny chuckled at that. "So long as it is not a place of human debauchery I am fine with it."

"Very well, I shall inform our boys of this at once. Nik will not be happy with it, of course."

"Until he receives a menu and his mind gets totally absorbed like what happens to his father every time I take him out to a new place he does not like, hm?"

Ha'kin's expression flattened and he retreated backwards through the curtain. "Yes, ma'am."

"The Pig's Trough" was the place of choice for dinner. As the RV pulled into the rocky parking lot, the boys could see the building. It was a little dilapidated and rundown on the exterior, planks of wood had fallen from the sign and stood at a cocked angle against it, hanging onto it by a nail or two. Though the way the H was spelled with three boards to make up its five partitions, they suspected it was part of the decor. The sign itself was a combination of pink and red neon lighting over a sheet metal finish for the building itself. Various specials lined the windows as did a few motorcycles which were parked out in the frontmost area by the doors.

"This looks like a barbecue joint." Nik complained, pressing his nose against the window. "Not a pizza place."

"Perhaps they have pizza on their menu--"

"Ha'kin." Abigail said sternly at his encouragement.

"Sorry. Perhaps you should try something different tonight, Nik." He said, nudging him on the shoulder.

"What do you say, cousin? I hear this place has an excellent pool room."

Coran groaned, looking at Codlan and rolling his eyes. "Must everything be a competition with you?" He asked as he turned the other relic around and pushed him toward the exit.

The parking lot was not solid rock, as the family feet stepped down onto the stone it gave, producing loose gravel under their paws. Benny nearly fell forward as a sea of rock poured over his shoes and threatened his balance as his heel landed on a particularly stubborn piece of stone that wobbled back and forth indifferently under his step. Coran caught him and steadied him again with a smile. The air smelled heavily of salted meat and barbecue, the loud roaring noises of vehicles entering and exiting the lot filled the air around them and for a brief moment, the six of them were lost in a sea of stone. They weren't sure how they managed to find their way to the door amidst the blinding headlights and flashing bulbs that emanated from the store's windowed advertisements. Pushing the door open into the air conditioned restaurant brought about a whole different atmosphere as the meaty smell was joined with the overindulgent presence of peanuts and human body odor that made their noses wrinkle up in disgust. The floors were a rust colored tile with darker grout between each tile while the walls were painted in a mixture of wooden and off white painted sections. Large slabs of meat were displayed in a case only a few feet away from the Host station. Nik ran over to sniff it as the adults spoke to the hostess.

"Can I... help you?" She asked, pausing a moment to eye her customers.

"Yes. We would like a table for six." Abigail said politely.

"Would that be in the flushing or non-flushing section." She asked with a coy smirk.

There was a brief pause before Abigail grabbed the hostess by her apron and pulled her closer. She let out a scoff of amusement, but she was clearly not amused at all. "Tell you what, my dear. I will ignore the blatant dig that you had insulted my family with, if you seat us within five minutes."

The girl looked suddenly terrified at Abigail's show of strength and she looked as though she were visibly shaking. "S-sure... Had a seat open up just a minute ago!" She said in a panic.

Instantly smiling again, Abigail released the human. "Very nice, I will tell my family then."

"Oh come on, Coran." Codlan groaned as he gestured to the small pool room just off the main dining room. "Play me in one game!"

"Codlan, I have already refused this. Why do you keep insisting?"

Codlan groaned. "Because I know that I am better than you. I will tell you what; if you win, I will let you and your human have my bed at the cabin. You know that when we get there you will have to sleep on those adjoining couches and your back took months to recover from the last time, you remember that, yes?"

Coran's eye twitched with the memory. "Yes... yes I remember that, but what would you win should I lose?"

"Him." Codlan said, pulling Benny over toward them with a big grin on his face.

"M-Me?"

"If you lose, Coran, then you surrender Benny to me for one full night as my pet."

"Don't I get a say in this?" Benny asked.

"No, human. This is a relic pact. Well, cousin? Do we have a deal?"

"Hmmph." Coran crossed his arms. "I do not see why, I've seen this game played hundreds of times, I do not see there being a problem with this little wager."

"W-well wait a minute, I kinda do!" Benny objected.

"Then let us play so I can get to it all the sooner." Codlan said smugly.

Stepping down into the other room, Benny slipped several coins into the slot under an empty table as the two Relics gathered cues for themselves. "I really don't think this is a good idea." Benny whispered to Coran. "How could you agree to this?"

"Relax." Coran said with a smile. "Codlan knows less about this sport than I do."

"I... don't really think it's called a sport." Benny whispered urgently. "Coran!"

"It will be fine!" Coran sighed. "Now return to my family and sit with them, we will be along when this game is over."

Codlan and Coran returned to their family fifteen minutes later; each sat on an opposing side of Benny, except Coran silently dropped his head onto the table, completely ignoring his cooling plate of three burgers and an order of french fries that had been sitting there.

"You lost, didn't you?" Benny glared angrily at him.

"How was I supposed to know that the black ball went in last?" Coran groaned. "Or that the white ball could not go in at all?"

"I only learned from the laughter you earned from those mistakes, Coran." Codlan said, admiring his fingernails. "I do not think you should take it too hard." He grinned and wrapped an arm around Benny's shoulder, squeezing him in close and tight. "Now, human be a dear and feed me a single bite of my dinner, would you?" He grinned.

Benny glared at Codlan, then turned to look at Coran with a "I can't believe you lost..." look to his eyes. Slowly he slid his fork into the steak on Codlan's plate and brought it to his mouth. Codlan moaned as he wrapped his tongue around the bite of food and he moaned as he ate from it. "Mmm... very nice, victory has never tasted so sweet for me."

"Yes... because that is all you are." Coran answered sarcastically. "A 'winner'."

"You lost to me!" Codlan laughed. "That would make you a loser, and it would make me a 'winner'." He chuckled. "Give me another bite, human." He said, more demanding of Benny who gave him yet another nibble of his steak. "Very nice. Very nice." He said. "And later, perhaps a massage to help work out the kinks in my shoulder from kicking my cousin's ass?"

"Codlan. Shush." Abigail put her finger to her lips to shush him. "Do not use that kind of language at the table."

"Sorry, mother." He frowned.

"You were no more skilled than I was, you simply got lucky."

Codlan shrugged. "Ehh luck, skill, the difference is I won the bet and I get to have my fun with your human here." He said, sticking his tongue out.

Benny rolled his eyes and looked at Coran. "It's fine. It'll be fine." He said.

"Come, I would like you to do something for me before we leave." Codlan said standing up. He paused, his expression became quizzical before he asked. "Coran? How do you move it?"

"It?" Benny scoffed.

"He moves of his own accord." Coran said, crossing his arms. "You must simply guide him."

"Fine. We will be in the RV if you need us."

"Please do not do anything that will shame yourself." Abigail said idly taking a bite of her fish. "Or anything that would break my heart." She glared at him.

"Of course not..." He looked at Benny. "Perhaps next time for that." He smirked and the human cringed slightly before rising from his seat and following Codlan from the table and toward the exit doors.

"Can you not do something?" Ha'kin urged with a nudging of his elbow against Coran's ribs. "Simply put he should not be allowed to possess your human."

"It was an agreement." Coran answered. "Benny has agreed to go along with it, though I doubt he will forgive me for agreeing to this sort of thing."

Codlan had barely gotten Benny out to the camper before he grabbed the human and threw him up against the side of it, pressing his lips and tongue into the man's mouth in a rather lustful kiss. Benny tried to turn his face away several times, but that only made the relic grip at the skin under his clothes all the harder. He winced and stared into Codlan's eyes; he was sporting a rather obnoxious smirk as he pressed his weight against the human. "You have such loyalty to my cousin, it is almost intoxicating." He admitted as a finger slipped into the collar of Benny's shirt and tugged it down, his tongue dragged along Benny's exposed neck.

"I didn't th-think your mother approved of this." Benny said whispering.

"Hnf... I never gave you permission to speak. But I suppose I did not tell you not to either." He sighed. "Very well, we will consider that an event for later, for now, I have a better idea." He grinned and cupped Benny's face before kissing him a moment longer. "I can tell you desire me, but I suppose you will have to settle for a tease. Come." He pulled the door open and led Benny into the camper.

Benny grew nervous as Codlan climbed up after him, the fur on his chest brushing on the human's shirt as he realized Codlan had taken off his shirt. Turning around awkwardly, he gazed upon Codlan's thick torso. It wasn't as lean cut as Coran's, but girth didn't necessarily mean fat. His muscle tone was thick, and as he draped his shirt over the table he bent down beside the bed and reached underneath. "Wh-what are you doing?" Benny asked.

Codlan managed to pull out part of a metal white object before he answered, still adjusting and trying to pull it out completely. "My cousin has said you are pretty good at giving massages." He explained, pulling what he revealed to be a long massage table out from underneath. "This belongs to my parents, but I do not think they would mind if I used it this once." He picked up the table and the legs snapped outward like an ironing board. The relic placed it on the floor and pulled out a second satchel from underneath the bed. Revealing three or four bottles of massaging oils that he placed onto a tray that detached from the table. "Human, I would like a massage and you will give me one." Benny frowned, this was definitely not something he was hoping to sign on for during this trip. As Codlan laid upon the table, his muscles bulged up as his shoulder blades fell back, then dropped forward as he relaxed into position. "Go easy on me, will you?" He said. "Most of my tension is in my upper shoulders."

"Okay. Fine." Benny said. It wasn't a major issue as long as things didn't get any more awkward, like Ha'kin or Abigail walking in on them.

Benny added a generous amount of massage oil to the area around Codlan's neck and then slid his fingers down against it. Codlan clenched up a bit and hissed through his teeth as he tightened up. "Just relax. It'll help me if you loosen up a bit."

"Heh. That is what he said." He remarked then groaned as Benny's grip tightened around his neck and shoulders; partly to kneed the flesh with his fingers, but partly to shut the relic's mouth. "Nnngh... a little rough." He said.

"My apologies. I'm just not used to being talked to like I'm--"

"What? As if you were a thing? A piece of property? Understand this, human. No matter how lightly my cousin treats you, no matter how many favors you grant, you will not be one of our equals. So just shut up and do as you are told. Tomorrow when you are Coran's again, you may return to what you were doing, but now that you are mine, I plan on using every inch of you."

"Fine." Benny said through his teeth as he worked his hands along the relic's shoulders, then massaged harder as his fingers worked their way down his back. "As long as we have a mutual understanding."

"I am glad we do."

Benny's fingers made their way down further, as he began to drag the tips of his fingers hard against the flesh, which did not give way much to feel the relic's ribs along his chest. He came back up and gripped the pits underneath the male's arms. He grunted and grabbed the roaming fingers with his elbows. "Watch it." He said. "You are massaging too roughly."

"Well I am sorry, your highness." Benny answered sarcastically. "I didn't realize you were so delicate."

"Contemptible human." Codlan said. "I am beginning to see how unbroken you are, it would seem it was my cousin who was broken, was it not?"

Benny laughed as he continued. "Oh, please. He just realized what he was doing wasn't getting him anywhere." He said as he made his way to the end of the fur on top of the canid's pants. "Do you want me to do the front now? Or are you content to stop here?"

"No, no. I want to get my entire night's worth out of you, human." He said as he turned over, revealing a rather prominent bulge in the front of his pants. Ignoring this, Benny added his massage oil to Codlan's chest and began to vigorously rub his hands along the male's chest, cringing at every gasp and grunt, as if expecting the relic to turn over and fuck him right on the spot. But he kept himself professional, dragging his hard-rubbing hands along Codlan's arms and back toward the center, down each of his sides and back up again.

"There, I think that will be all for now."

"Oh, not all..." Codlan grinned. "I think you may have missed a spot, human. A very... very large spot."

"I think I'm going to stick with Coran in these matters."

"You are my property for the night and you must obey me!" Codlan said angrily as he sat up.

"Why not obey yourself for once?" Benny scowled. "You know, I'm getting pretty tired of how cocky you're acting, even without this."

"You will not talk to your master this way!"

"You are not my master!" Benny shouted. "In fact I bet you that even a simpleton like I could take you in pool!"

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"I'm talking about a new bet, Codlan. Okay? You and I play pool. Same table, same place. If I win, you release me from this bet and we return to... "friends" or whatever you think of me as. You start calling me by my name, and not 'human'. And you give Coran the proper respect he deserves."

"How experienced are you at pool?"

"I've played a couple times, but not a lot." Benny answered.

"Hmm... and what do I get if you win?"

"Me." Benny said.

"Y-you? What do you mean by this?"

"I mean it exactly as I said." Benny said. "You get me, completely, no holds barred, permanently and forever."

"You mean... you would be mine?"

"Devotingly." Benny said.

"Hmmmm..." Codlan tapped his claw against his teeth for a moment as he considered the idea. "This could be very interesting, especially if you lose." He laughed. "I mean, I picked it up immediately and I had never played before, so do not think I would let you win in any circumstance."

"I don't think that at all." Benny said. "So do we have a deal?"

There was another short pause before Codlan answered with a handshake. "Deal." He said. "Let us see what you are made of."

As the pair of them climbed down from the camper, Codlan did not bother to grab his shirt and instead stuck his hands into the front pocket of his pants. The night air had cooled significantly, but neither of them seemed to be phased by it. As they approached the door, it pushed open and Abigail, followed by Coran, Nik and Ha'kin stepped from the restaurant. As they watched the human and Relic watch past, Coran and Ha'kin turned to follow them back inside, but the latter was grabbed by his wife on the arm and dragged down the sidewalk. Inside, Coran managed to catch up to the other two quickly. "Hey, what are you two doing?" He asked.

"A little side bet to make up your mistake." Benny said with a grin. "A bet that I can take your cousin's ass before he takes mine. If you want to watch you're more than welcome."

Coran winced; he knew that Benny was a professionally rated pool player. The fact that he hadn't gotten Benny involved in his last game surprised him and he followed, mostly out of sheer amusement.

"I will be the one to break." Codlan said. Smart move, considering that if he let Benny go first he wouldn't have had much of a shot at playing at all. Benny arranged the pool balls and lifted the place setter as Codlan put his cue ball down. "Be prepared for a world of pain."

He struck the first crack at the cue ball, but his pool cue hit the felt on the table, causing him to jump the ball right over the triangle of balls. Benny ducked back swiftly, narrowly avoiding having his face struck by it. The ball hit the floor, letting out a resounding crack as Coran picked it up. "Careful, cousin." He warned. "Most people do not take that phrase literally."

"Scratch." Benny said as he took the ball away from Codlan's scowling face. "Breaking, no call. You do know... how to call your shots, right?"

Codlan snorted. "Of course I do." He said.

Benny smiled. "Good." He placed the ball on the table at its original starting position and lined himself up. With a single stern-sounding crack, he sent the white ball into the array of colors, causing them to spread out like a beautiful display. *clank, clank* two balls fell in at two different points. "Looks like I'm on solids." He said as he started his way around the table until he lined up to a solid green ball behind the red and white striped one. "Six ball, corner pocket." He said as he readied and then jumped the ball over and into the green, knocking it back a few inches into the corner pocket.

Codlan looked at Coran who was hiding a laugh. He glared at him as he moved around opposite the human. He leaned down to glare at him, trying to make Benny throw off his game. He looked down on the green, his eyes scanning from left to right. "Two and four, side pockets." He said as he took his shot, blinking in a moment of hesitation as he caught Codlan's glare. The blue ball bounced off its mark and rolled slowly to the side. Codlan gave a rather wild grin as he moved into place.

"Looks like your luck has run out." He said. He brought the cue to the cue ball. "Fifteen, corner pocket." He said as he leaned forward and took his shot. The cue ball sailed easily across the table and knocked the ball in. He had such a confident stride as he walked around the table. Coran, who had picked up a bottle of beer slowly pulled his lips away and watched.

"Have you been practicing?"

Codlan shrugged. "How do you think I beat you the last time?"

"Dumb luck." Coran said with a smirk as he took a sip. "Just take your shot, smug ass?"

"Hmmph." Codlan took aim again, this time sinking the ten ball.

Benny smirked and stood in front of Codlan before he could make his way to the next shot. "Didn't call it, did you?" He said. There was a brief pause before Codlan cursed under his breath before striking his cue stick on the floor. "Now, my turn." He stood up to the table.

"Where have you three been?" Abigail growled as Coran, Codlan and Benny finally returned to the camper not twenty minutes later.

"Settling a bet." Benny said with a grin. "I think I'm going to go turn in though."

"We will be there around noon tomorrow. So rest up!" Ha'kin said cheerfully as he retreated behind the curtain into the driver's seat.

The remainder of the trip seemed fairly uneventful for Benny who had managed to somehow sleep soundly through the remainder of the night and he didn't roll over until the truck nearly rolled off the road as they pulled up the drive. The sound of rocks spilling out from under it.

The cabin was large, traditional oak color with a large green wooden door and the exposed foundations were a clearly light stone color. It was at least twice the size of Coran's place and Benny found himself rather impressed as they pulled up to it.

"Welcome to our little retreat, Benny." Abigail said as she walked out from the front cab. "I do hope you will have a good time."

Benny smirked. "I don't see why I wouldn't." He turned and looked out the window again. "It's really beautiful out here."

"Yes. I have missed it as well." Coran said.

Benny scoffed a bit. "You've still got a lot of making up to do, mister Coran. Betting me off like that when you're such an ametuer pool player." He shrugged the relic's hand off his shoulder.

"Aw, come on." Coran whined. "I knew you would find a way to--" His voice trailed off. "You are right, I am sorry."

"Abigail, love." Ha'kin said as he stepped up from the cab, putting a mobile phone away. "Ah. Good you two are up. A good friend of ours has invited me and Abigail out to a lunch at their club up the road. Would you perhaps, not mind watching Nik while we are gone."

"Oh, Ha'kin you really need to stop announcing yourself when you travel." She looked at them. "You do not have to if you have other plans..."

"No, I'm fine with it." Benny said with a shrug.

"Oh good, I believe he has gone to the house. Codlan is... wherever he is on these trips." Ha'kin said. "We will only be a couple of hours."

"No problem." Coran said. "I will help watch Nik as well."

Abigail smiled, clearly ignoring the displeased look from the human. "Good. I hope you two find things to your liking."

As the two of them disembarked, the engine of the RV revved to life and started rolling off, the camper was turning out of sight by the time they reached the door and walked in. The front room was carpeted and nice, a complete departure from what Benny had expected from a rugged camping experience; this family indeed seemed to live in the lap of luxury. As they stepped into the room to the right, Benny spotted Nik sitting in front of a glowing screen which cast his shadow across the room.

"Ah. One of his human video games." Coran said. "It is good to see the classics do not die. What was this one called again... Legend of Zelda?"

"Oh I love those games." Benny exclaimed as he hopped over the couch and sat next to Nik. "You never told me you played, kid!"

"I am not a kid." Nik answered, barely looking away from the screen. He growled, his fur rising. "Damn it I just can't get it."

"Hey, hey. Language." Coran said.

"What's the problem?"

"This puzzle I have come across is proving to be impossible. I cannot finish it in the time limit." He sighed. "I die every time."

"Well there's your problem." He pointed. "You're moving the wrong block first, that's taking ten seconds that you don't need." He said. "Try to push that one out of the way first."

Doing so, Benny could tell Nik was growing nervous as the music on the game increased its tempo as the time started to run out. But as he moved the last block into place, he saw he still had eight seconds left. "Whew!" He gasped as he heard the familiar chime of a doorway being unlocked in his game. "That... was intense!" He smiled. "You did it! I got the puzzle solved!"

"You would've gotten it eventually, I played this a few years back myself. Pretty much finished it in a week."

"Wow. Relics let you play video games too?"

Benny frowned a bit. "Well... no, it was before I met the Relics."

"There... was a time you were not with us?" He asked

Benny frowned, he looked at Coran and the two of them glanced away from each other. "Yeah. I guess there was." He said.

Several hours passed as the three boys took turns playing video games and listening to human music. Benny was surprised at how much Nik knew of human culture and of classic human musicians like Jimmi Hendrix and the Beetles, but even in such an exciting time to get to know the younges member of Coran's clan had to come to an end. Nik had fallen asleep, using Coran's chest as a pillow as both he and Benny sat on opposite sides of the couch. The sun casting a powerful beam of light through the window as they glanced at each other.

"How long has it been?" Coran asked.

"Almost six hours." Benny answered as he looked at his watch. "It's a little long for a lunch don't you think?"

Coran nodded slightly. "Benny... I am sorry about last night."

Benny frowned and shrugged a bit. "It's alright." He said. "Everyone makes mistakes."

"Not with you." Coran said. "I should never have agreed to such a silly bet. You are... not mine to give away."

Benny smiled and placed his hand on Coran's chest, resting his head on the relic's shoulder. "Well, that's the thing, isn't it? Whether or not you think so, I am yours. Just... not like a possession." He looked up and stared Coran in the eyes.

Coran smiled softly back. "Perhaps... not."

As they started in for a kiss, the sound of a vehicle outside got their attention; the RV had returned and Nik bolted upright, unaware of what was happening inches from his head. "Mother! Father!" He exclaimed before getting up and running quickly from the room.

"Now that they have returned, I have something I want to show you." Coran said with a grin. Standing up they started toward the door as Ha'kin and Abigail entered. "Alright uncle. Change of shift, I am going to take Benny up to see the lake, we will be back after dark."

"Alright. Have you two seen Codlan?" Ha'kin asked.

"No, not since we got here." Benny answered as they headed out the door.

The trip up toward the surrounding woods was made easy by a light stone trail that made the path. According to Coran's memory, the path into the woods was the least traveled, and the least heavily paved, but it was the fastest way to get to the lake. As they walked, Coran spoke up.

"It has been quite a while since I have been up here." He said. "It is more beautiful than I remember."

Benny nodded as he watched the scattering of sunlight through the foliage above and he sighed. "It's too bad we've got to spend the entire trip with your family." He admitted. "I mean, they're nice and all, but that trip up here was pretty crowded enough, we really don't get any time in together."

"You let me worry about that." Coran said with a chuckle. "I have an idea of how we can spend tomorrow night, and maybe the next few nights if Abigail and Ha'kin would let us slip away, we could camp out here."

"Really? That would be so awesome." Benny said. "Do they allow camping on the lake."

"Oh, sure." Coran answered. "Though not many do it since there are cabins all about, but my family does own this property so there would be no issues about it and we could have our own private spot." He smiled as they neared the end of the road, entering a clearing that overlooked the lake. "Would you like to spend a few nights with me out here?" He asked.

The lake was beautifully shadowed by the thick line of trees on the opposite side, clear water that splashed along the shore with the higher winds that made waves that splashed against the docks that littered the borders as far down as the two of them could see. The way the wind was coming up made Benny's long hair flap against it a bit stronger than he expected. Storm clouds were moving in on the horizon adding a cool bite to the air. Aside from themselves and the abandoned docks, there didn't appear to be a single house in sight, and Benny grinned at the implications.

"This is... perfect." He said with a grin. "A little moonlight swimming's going to have to happen."

Coran grinned a bit. "Yes, I think so. We better head back, I am sure that after a day of eating out with their friends the family is going to be famished for dinner."

Benny didn't quite understand what Coran had meant by that, if Abigail and Ha'kin had just gotten back from eating all day with their friends then how could they possibly still be hungry? But as Coran had predicted, when they returned to the cabin they saw Ha'kin wandering back and forth in the family room with a thick menu for a pizza place in his hand.

"Ah! Coran, Benny. Please you must tell me what you enjoy on your pizzas? I will be ordering six of them for this evening."

"Has Codlan made it back?" Coran asked.

"Not yet, dear. But we know what he enjoys and we will be covering ordering for him. What do you prefer?"

"As long as there is meat involved, I will be interested in eating it." He said with a grin, rubbing his hands together.

"I'd like green peppers and olives, if that's alright." Benny asked.

"Of course, dear." Abigail said. "Ha'kin what is taking so long?"

"They keep placing me on hold." He said. A loud banging was heard and everyone glanced to see Codlan staggering in the door. "Could... you boys please see what is wrong with him? Oh! Yes... yes I would like to place an order out for delivery?"

Codlan was staggering and grabbing at the wall when Coran and Benny ran over to him. Coran could smell the stench on his breath well before he reached his cousin. "Codlan... you are drunk!"

"No... you are the one who is drunk, cousin." He slurred as he nearly fell backward, prompting Benny to catch him. "Y'see... this is nice... you are a nice human." He said, patting Benny on the head causing him to immediately drop him to the floor where he landed awkwardly. "Owww..."

"Codlan!" Abigail came over and gave him a stern kick to the back, making him jerk and turn to see her. "What is this?!"

"Oh. Hello, mother... I am just... getting in from having fun with my friends. That is all..."

"That is all... look at this mess!" She screeched at him. "Why would you do this?"

Ha'kin made his way over to the family room, hanging up the phone. "Pizza will be here in about an hour!" He announced before wrapping an arm around Coran's neck and pulling him and Benny in close. "Well, this will take quite a bit of time for them to straighten it out. What is it you boys have planned over the next few days?"

"We were thinking of going camping down by the lake." Coran admitted. "If that would be alright."

"That will be fine." Ha'kin said, waving his hand almost dismissively at them. "But the day after tomorrow, I was planning a birthday party for Codlan's twenty-third and would like to know if you two would be interested in joining us, it will be at the Harpoon Tavern in town."

"You mean the one that takes the birthday boy and hooks them to the wall with a large hook?" Coran laughed. "I remember you doing that to me when I was a cub."

"Mmhmm it will be Codlan's first experience. Plus they have a karaoke bar now, I love karaoke!"

Coran gave Benny a distinctive "Oh, god!" expression before returning to his uncle's attention. "Yes. That sounds like... loads of fun." He said after a moment, trying to keep his sarcasm to a dull roar.

"Excellent! So you two should get your camping done tonight and tomorrow since it is the weekend. Monday night though, your aunt and I expect your butts down there. Alright?"

"Sure, uncle." Coran said with a smile.

Dinner came and went without incident except for the fact that Codlan was confined to his room for the duration. He groaned in agony when Coran and Benny entered it to gather the things they'd brought into the house. "What are you two doing?" He said from under the pillow.

"Going camping." Benny answered as he picked up a small silver flashlight and checked it for batteries. "We'd ask you to come with, but you're the first twenty-two year old man I've ever seen grounded by his parents."

"Oh, stick a cork in it, human." Codlan groaned before retreating back under his blankets.

"Oh, Coran. Do we have a tent we have to carry out there?" Benny asked.

Coran shook his head. "No, I figure we could just take a couple of sleeping bags and sleep out under the stars."

Benny smiled. "That sounds pretty nice."

"You two are going?" Nik asked as he walked into the room. "Then who will protect me from Codlan?"

"Your parents will." Coran explained. "Besides, we will return the day after tomorrow. I promise." He pulled a dark green bag up to his shoulder and at Benny's lead they headed out the door.

Nik followed them down the stairs. "But... you promised you would show me how to finish a few of my games, Benny. Are you still planning on doing that?"

"Sure thing." Benny answered. "When I get back we'll play plenty. Alright?"

"Sure. Thanks." Nik smiled and showed the two of them to the door.

The journey into the woods was a little different after dark, the woods seemed like a deep, dark hole ready to swallow them up as they made their way up the trail toward the lake. Finally free from the watchful eyes of his aunt and uncle, Coran clasped Benny's hand as they made their way into the darkness. Benny turned on his flashlight to illuminate the path before them which really only came out looking like a large spotlight was being cast on them. They continued along the path for quite some time before finally reaching the dip down toward the lake.

"Come, this way." Coran said as he pulled Benny along the path that went along the side of the lake.

The path had been completely hidden from the passage from the woods and as they went along it, the grass seemed to get higher and higher. As they continued on though, the grass then started to get shorter again, and by the time they reached the end of the trail the lake itself had become an inlet toward the woods now directly in front of them. Benny felt Coran's grasp tighten on his hand and he grew nervous. "W-Where are we going?" He asked.

"To a place that is a bit more secluded. There is a perfect panorama of stars there. Plus with the seclusion also comes with a clothing-optional option." He smiled.

Soon, they came across a clearing, and a small flat area of bare ground just at the edge of the lake. Putting their bags down on the grass, Coran began to gather bits of wood from around the makeshift bonfire place on the sand and be ignited the dried wood, soon a fire was blazing through the area, illuminating the spot beautifully. Looking out into the lake, Benny sat down on the soft grass and watched as both the light from the flames and the glow from the moon caused the water to ripple out into an endless black maw that was the forest beyond.

"YAHHOOOO!" Coran howled as he leaped from the land into the water, causing a massive splash that soaked Benny who fell back.

"Hey! What's the big idea!?" He exclaimed as he stood up, now drenched before realizing that a small pile of clothes behind him had been on Coran's body until a few moments before. He felt his cheeks start burning in embarrassment. "I... oh wow..." He stammered.

"Well? Will you be coming to join me, human? Or will you just stand out there gawking at me." Coran grinned.

Benny's heart was racing, he quickly pulled off his shirt and began to unfasten his belt and pants as he responded. "You're just begging for me to jump in there with you huh? Bare-ass naked human, right?"

"The thought had crossed my mind." Coran teased, sticking his tongue out at the human. "Come on then, come have some fun with me."

Benny pulled his pants and underwear down at once, allowing his cock to spring to life in the cool night air. He was embarrassed and turned on at the same time to see the relic's inviting gaze and the idea that he was outdoors naked had awakened something primal in him. He ran through the mud and felt the cold waters of the lake before leaping into the water. As soon as his body hit the cold water he let out a deafening cry under the water; it was so very, very cold to his naked body. He hugged himself and kicked through the dark water as he could see the shadow of the relic. He made a turn and ascended quickly, wrapping his arms around Coran's legs. Coran tried to jerk away but Benny didn't let him. Instead, that half-hard erection that tapped against Benny's cheek proved to be too much of a temptation and he wrapped his mouth around it.

"Nnngh! Gods..." Coran whispered as he felt Benny's vice-like tongue wrap around his cock under the water and then the warmth of his mouth expel all the cold from the water as he felt the grip of Benny's embrace completely consume him. Coran bit his lip and sighed lustily as he grabbed the back of Benny's head, feeling his meat slide into the maw and slide it back out again. He drove himself in again this time with no gravity involved he felt himself sort of fall into Benny's mouth. His tongue dragged along his teeth as he felt his balls bounce against Benny's chin, but there were no bubbles, no indications that Benny needed to climb up for air or anything.

Soon bubbles started coming up as Benny pulled his head away from the crotch and he suddenly surfaced, coughing and gagging for air as he did so. He panted loudly as Coran effortlessly lifted him and swam him back to the shore. He nestled his nose against Benny's quite aroused hunk of flesh. "A-are you alright?" Coran asked. "I am sorry, so very sorry about that..."

"N-no. It's fine." Benny panted. "I was just hoping to get you off a little faster, that's all."

Coran grinned, his nose sliding along the thick human cock as he could feel the beads of cum dripping from the tip and onto his nose. "Well, perhaps we can try it this way, after all." He said as his tongue, then his mouth fell over the thick shaft. He dragged Benny across the sand as he made his tongue and maw crawl down the flesh and back up again. He could feel it twitching and aching all of a sudden as he did so. He heard Benny whimper a bit and whine as his flesh jumped and his entire torso twitched in response. The slower Coran's mouth crept along the flesh, the more anticipation seemed to build and the tighter Benny's hands grappled at the back of Coran's head. It was too perfect, soon, Coran's teeth quite softly slid along the flesh, feeling every pulse every jerking reflex. He could feel the precum gathering at the base of his teeth until he knew it was ready, and just as eagerly closed his mouth, completely trapping the cock within his mouth.

"AHHH! Ohhhh... fffff!" He couldn't even get the word out before Benny suddenly exploded into Coran's maw. Shot after shot of seed hit the back of the relic's throat and he growled and moaned, taking it all in. Swallow after swallow he grabbed Benny's ass and shoved him into his maw, deeper and deeper with each lustful cry.

Soon after Benny's lustful thrusts had begun to settle down, Coran released him back to the cool night air before crawling back onto the land himself and giving him a kiss. As he seated himself by the fire to dry off, Benny approached him again. "Hey... Coran. I'd like to offer this do you, it might help you relax more while you wait for your fur to dry."

Coran peered at Benny who had lowered himself to a posture before him. His upper torso was pressed practically to the ground while his back remained completely stretched out. Benny raised his butt a bit and then flattened out so that his back was perfectly even all along its length. He then rested on hand on top of the other and put his head on his wrists.

"No... Benny, I do not want--"

"Please, Coran. I know you could use this." Benny said. "Go ahead and use me as your footstool again."

"Benny..."

"It's what I'm here for. I want to make you comfortable, it's what I want. Please." Benny asked again.

"A-alright... maybe for a little bit, okay?" Coran said as he placed his feet on the human's back.

Benny remained on his hands and knees for some time after that. The crackling fire keeping them a little too warm as they did so. Benny didn't seem to mind. He remained quite steady for some time following, enjoying, savoring on his usefulness to his relic master. This was certainly a much better treatment than he would have looked forward to under Codlan's mastery. He enjoyed being of use to Coran, who he saw as a master of sorts, though he knew he could always talk to Coran if things ever got bad again, for now... at least for now, they were both very satisfied by this.

Morning had awoken Benny first; he was still in his crouched position, though his head was resting squarely on his forehead now as an unconscious and still-snoring Coran laid back against the sleeping bag that had been behind him the night before. Benny yawned and the slow rise and fall of his back wakened the canine who suddenly jerked awake, realizing what was going on.

"Benny! Oh no! What are we doing? What are you doing?" He said throwing his legs off the human's back, slightly disappointing him. "Lay down, or sit down or something!"

Benny realized now that his back was sort of locked in the position. He groaned loudly as he tried to return to his original pose, but found himself falling limply to one side, remaining in a table-shaped position for a few moments as Coran collected him. "It's... alright, I think you really needed that one love." He grunted as his arms and legs started moving again.

"Let us just return to the cabin for the day." Coran said with a frown. "I do not like you doing this for me and now I fear you may need medical attention after standing like that for me all night long."

"Oh come on, Coran. It's just like the good old days."

Coran frowned. "I don't want it to be like the good old days... I'm not comfortable making you do things like this."

Benny smiled and kissed the relic on the cheek. "Who made me do this? I think you were objecting to it last night too. I did this because I wanted to."

After some convincing however, Coran finally managed to get Benny to agree to return to the cabin. As they ran by the RV, Coran paused and called to Benny.

"I need to retrieve something from the truck, Benny. Go on and I will meet you inside." He called after him. Benny nodded and continued his stroll toward the cabin as Coran climbed up into the RV.

The RV seemed quiet without the entire family crammed in there, it was a good thing though as it allowed the relic to relax some as he went to pull another of his bags out from under the bed. As he did so, he heard the light plop of something falling to the floor underneath. As he reached in, he pulled out a plastic bag that had fallen and he took a look inside...

...the run from the RV to the cabin happened so quickly that even Coran felt like he had teleported inside somehow. The cabin was quiet, it seemed the familiy was no longer there. They probably had gone out to town, but this was perfect.

"Benny! Benny! Come come. We have something pretty large to discuss here." He said as Benny came into the room.

"What is it?"

"I found this in the camper under the bed." He said, dropping the bag to the table. "Look." He said, pulling out a smaller bag of something green as well as several photographs. "It appears that Codlan has been keeping quite a bit from his family during this trip, hasn't he?"

The pictures were scattered and random; an image of Codlan dressed as a human female stood on top of the list of incriminating photos that ranged from cross dressing, to diaper wearing, to pictures of hole-punctured genitalia that likely even his parents didn't know about. Along with all that, a small stash of marijuana made it seem like it was a golden find for anyone who wanted to embarrass or blackmail him. "Don't you see what we have here?" Benny asked after gazing through the photographs. "Don't you see? It's blackmail material! I can't believe it!" He exclaimed. "With this stuff, we could put him up for anything we wanted and still get away with it!"

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Coran asked with a wide grin.

"I'm thinking... revenge for a little someone's bet on my ass." Benny grinned even bigger. "Not that it's all my fault at all."

"Hey... I told you I was sorry about that. But yes, perhaps a little enjoyable blackmail could go a long way for us."

"Let us surprise him with it at his birthday dinner tomorrow." Benny suggested. "Really give him no room to outmaneuver us if he found out what we found today."

"Agreed." Coran said, putting the pictures in his pocket.

"What are you going to be doing with those?" Benny asked.

"Oh, I intend to make copies and send them to all of his classmates at his school." Coran said with a chuckle. "Just because we blackmail him to our family does not mean he will get away with it amongst his friends."

"Our... family?" Benny asked.

Coran smiled. "Well... yes. I would like you to consider my uncle and aunt, and even both of my ditzy cousins as your own." He said. "What do you say?"

"I'd say... bring it on!" Benny exclaimed.

"And Benny... one other thing."

"Hm?"

Coran sighed and brushed his hair back with a hand. "If my uncle tries to get me involved in karaoke tomorrow night..."

"Don't worry. I'll do the same thing I did at your last party and jump up to sing for you at the last second."

Coran smiled. "Thank you, Benny." he said.

"Oh! You boys are back!" Abigail said as she came into the house, still juggling keys in one hand as she approached. Benny and Coran quickly slid the evidence into each others' pockets. "Perfect. Maybe you could find enough time to pick out the best color hook for Codlan's birthday party tomorrow."

THE END?