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Weekend Revised Part 1 M/M, Oral/Anal/Caressing, Nc-D/S, Language, Wolf/Buck Written by Afril with lot of help from Chaos Blackwing (cl) 2015 The Gay Furry Association

A wolf spends his weekend chasing 'prey' - and gets more than he bargained for

Another report done. I watch the others in the 'group' chatter and yap and do whatever they do besides work. It may sounds strange that a wolf doesn't care about his 'pack'. Perhaps it is civilization. Perhaps it is the mix of species. Perhaps I just don't give a shit... My name will be someplace in the middle, just where I like it - too low to be noticed by upper management, but high enough to keep a paycheck. Now comes the high-fours or fives and the shoulder slapping... And the whistle that says another workweek has ended. I watch them toss papers into briefcases, minds on a drink or a rump they got to see all day, but might get to see again naked. I proofread the report again... Update some figures. Take a later train home.

Home - a modest house on 10 acres, bordering several hundred miles of 'freeland'. I was lucky enough to get one of the few remaining plots before the building moratorium went in effect. A nice garden out back, a view of a waterfall on one side and acres of untouched wilderness on the other. Hmmmmm - the sun will be up for a couple of hours yet. Plenty of time for what I liked to do to unwind...

Catch ferals.

* * * *

The deer pulled up handfuls of grass, eyes watching for predators, while admiring the other naked bucks - nothing but guys here. A squeeze on a firm butt... A rough whisper describing what one would like to do to that rump panted in a twitching ear, and the pair would wander off into the seclusion of the woods. You could always tell the new ones - They stared. They usually *blushed* when told why the bucks were going into the woods. And it was only proper to 'break' them in, as it were... Kneeling to drink from the stream was always dangerous - some bucks didn't need to go into the woods to claim a 'doe'. And while it was rare, occasionally one of the deer would vanish, making the others wonder - Was he was killed... Or still alive? A doe for some hunk of a bear - made to wash and cook and bend over to take something as long as their arm in his ass every day... Pure fantasy, bruins rarely went over 11 inches - But it always send a shiver down the brown backs.

Sadly, nothing was stirring at the moment... So they relaxed and scratched at fleas and chatted about whatever came to mind. All but one, that is - he was gasping as a strong arm cut the air from his lungs. Stumbling backwards into the shadows, he couldn't even cry out a warning, nor plead for his life. He yelped when strong fingers grabbed his ass, squeezing the taut hide... Jerked into the relative darkness between the trees, he fell to his knees, gasping and massaging his throat.

"Nice..."

The pred's voice made him shudder... A hand lifted his chin and he panted open-mouthed for a moment. They all knew it was going to happen sometime... Get caught. Killed - or worse. It was nature's way... But it was supposed to happen to some other buck.

"Please be quick..." A hand slid along his ear, making him shiver as the fingers scraped along the sensitive skin.

"Quick? Oh no... I intend to take my time with you." The deer shivered and swallowed, eyes closed, waiting for the first burning bite... And gaked, eyes flying open when a fat sheath shoved itself against his lips. He tried to pull back but the male had a vise-like grip on his antlers. He pushed his tongue against it, trying to shove it away, nostrils wide in distress, inhaling lungfuls of male musk. One hand let go to slide across his jaw as the pointed tip pushed past his lips, over his tongue.

"Suck it."

The buck bit the male-meat, getting a yelp and jerking his head free when the hands loosened their grip momentarily. He spat out the taste and shook his head. "Go fuck yoursel..."

*Whack* went the back of his head against a tree, making sparks dance in his vision. This time the hands were rougher on his antlers, jerking his face up.

"Do you want me to rip your throat out? Tear your hide off? Stomp on your balls?"

The buck grunted as toe-claws pushed his fat sack into the hard ground, the hand jerking his head up to stare into the cold blue eyes.

"Do as I say, prey..."

The toes dug in a little harder and he jerked his head up in a 'yes', tears running down his cheeks. This time the hand slid under his chin, guiding his muzzle to the strong-smelling crotch, the pointed tip opening his lips with ease, pushing past to glide across his tongue. The foot teased his nuts, moving up to scritch his sheath and the deer shuddered. He wasn't getting turned-on... Was he? Sure, you did this with other bucks during rut, and being taken by the herdmaster was part of life. But you didn't do it with another guy... Especially not a - He found his hands coming up to stroke the strong thighs, legs folding up in a kneeling position. His tongue slid around the throbbing meat, pulling another inch into his suddenly wet mouth as sweet pre bubbled out, making the male swallow. The foot teased his sheath, rubbing it between the toes before leaving... And he found himself wanting it back, his own dick popping from it's home and stiffening as fingers rubbed his antler bases, his ears - hot-spots that made the buck grunt and suck harder.

He felt the round knobs press against his lips, the head shoved down his throat enough to make breathing difficult. He stiffened as the male growled, slowly humping his face... The wolf pulled back and gripping his rack again, came all over his tongue. The buck waited for the deluge - And got several hard squirts, followed by a couple of lighter ones... He swallowed, disappointed when all he got was a gasp and some more liquid bubbling out the tip. That was it? He bobbed his head a couple of times before the male shoved him away with a groan. The buck looked up at the panting wolf, inhaling the mingled rut-scent... Hell, that was easy - Only to be pulled to his feet, and turned around so he was gripping a big trunk, as strong fingers teasing his too-hard erection. He bleated as the male jerked his cock-flesh, pre pouring out to coat the hand. It disappeared for a moment, leaving the buck shaken and half-pleading... Until he felt a hot pole lever his tail up. Slick with pre and spit, the pointed end found little resistance to it's demand, piercing the anal ring... Forcing it open for the thick, throbbing male-meat following.

"Doe" was harshly growled into his ear, and the deer could only grip the rough bark, biting his lip to keep from moaning as more cock forced it's way into his guts. He jerked as the male bit his shoulder, tongue worming past the fur to touch skin. Another nip made his knees buckle, a hand toying with his fat ball-sack - rubbing it, caressing it, squeezing it roughly. The other hand was on his chest, twisting his nipples, scratching his hide... Leaving trails of heat wherever the fingers went. His hips got shoved forward, making his cock-tip grind against the bark as the wolf roughly rutted the buck, twisting his hips to get maximum leverage.

"Cum for me doe..." Teeth bit his ear and he bleated, feeling strong fingers stroke his penis, as a huge knot pressed hard against his too-small anal-ring. A jerk on the long deer-meat, and his hips shook, seed splattering the hand, the tree... His belly, as again the firm fingers pulled up on his spurting dick. Teeth bit into his neck and he stiffened as the fist-sized knobs pushed in, forcing his ass to open still wider. His mouth opened in a soundless scream as they stretched him to tearing, popping in with an obscene slurping noise. The buck panted, body arched in a bow as the wolf pushed the last inch in, sheath tucked firmly under his tail. The furry balls rode his butt, sliding up a little as they started to push their load up the throbbing stalk.

The deer moaned and shivered as he was made to pop again and again, the hot jets of lust burning inside his ass wherever they hit, until he could barely hang onto the tree. Mind scatted from a string or orgasms, he gradually became aware of the arms encircling his body as fangs pressed gently into his shoulder. The rough fingers stopped digging into his skin and started caressing, sliding over his heaving belly, across what rump wasn't mashed against the wolf's crotch. Suddenly he was jerked back, deeper into the shadows... The deer swallowed, thinking now he would be killed, but all the male did was get more comfortable - and crank out a couple more screaming orgasms from the tied buck.

"You keep squeezing my knot and I will never pull free of your too tight ass." was growled into his ear before his head was turned and he closed his eyes, taking the kiss on his panting muzzle, sticking his tongue in the warm mouth of his lover, hands reaching behind to find the firm wolf-ass - Squeezing it, pulling the male close as he tiredly ground his rump against the warm sheath and balls.

"I guess you will just have to keep it in me... Sir." got a growl and a gentle cuff on his cheek. It also got him a kiss that threatened to make the buck pop again as well.

They stood together until the knobs were soft enough to pull free, the shaft still quite hard as the buck found out when the wolf pounded it into his sore rear several times before letting it all slide out and lay on top of his rump, dribbling stickiness across the underside of his tail.

"It's getting late. You should return to the herd before someone with more than sex on his mind finds you."

The deer took a couple of steps towards the meadow, being propelled by a slap on his rump. Flipping his tail down, he felt the cum dribble from his abused hole and between his cheeks. He rubbed his cock that was still semi-hard despite... Or maybe because of, what had happened. The male thought about it a full second... Then he spat in the direction of the others - Let them get their own hot woof! Turning, he trotted back into the forest, following the scent of rut. He caught the male in mid-step, hugging his sweaty body against the wolf's, getting a yip and a growl as he slid his hand down between the strong legs to caress the still-fat ball-sack, nibbling on the big shoulder. He slid his body downward, trailing his fingers over the firm male, lifting the bushy tail so it draped over his neck and shoulders.

He gently bit a dark-furred cheek, licking the sweat from it, feeling the muscle move against his lips.

"What are you doing the rest of the weekend - Pred, Sir?"

Brown eyes gazed into blue ones as the canine muzzle split into a multi-fanged grin that made the male shiver. Even so, the hand that caressed his face was gentle as it rubbed an ear, shivering when the deer dared another soft nip on the so hot ass he rested his head against... At least until he was dragged up to his feet, and half-pulled, half herded along a trail, until a homestead came into view.

"Teaching a buck his place."

* * * *

They were barely inside the house when the door was slammed shut and the buck shoved against it, fingers digging roughly into his ass, his muzzle being taken in the hottest kiss he could remember... A tongue forced it's way between his lips and he opened his jaw, sucking on it lewdly, grinding his crotch against the shorter but bigger male. His cock snapped out of it's sheath and dug into the wolf's warm belly fur, making it's owner blush... But he followed the dark head when the male pulled back, holding their kiss for a few moments longer. A rough *pop* on his ass made him flinch - And his cock slap his belly audibly. Oh gods... Did he have a hidden spanking fetish too?

"Wash. Use the pot. Lube or be taken dry, fuck-toy."

The buck's head burned as he put his head down... But one eye studied the sexy grin, the warm blue eyes. "Promise... Sir?"

Again, his butt got smacked, and pre bubbled out his cock-slit as his tail snapped straight up, half-hoping a finger would spear his abused hole next. When all he got was a soft growl, the male started towards the back of the house. It took all of three steps for the adrenalin he had been running on to evaporate. The sun had set and the darkness suddenly seemed cold and stark, and the buck shivered, head down, unable to move as where he was hit him...

Then a warm body slid against his back, his butt cleft being branded by the heat of a fat sheath that forced his cheeks apart, nestling in the valley. Strong arms wrapped around his chest, holding him tightly as fangs bit his shoulder. He moaned and shivered for a different reason as the muzzle nibbled it's way across the back of his neck, to firmly bite his other shoulder.

"There. I bit you... I don't know what you are so worried about - I don't even like deer meat. Except for certain..." A finger flicked his cock-tip and the buck arched, moaning as it slid the length of his throbbing stalk. "Parts."

The male bleated a laugh, squirming as the wolf scritched his sensitive tip.

"Cum on my floor and I will make you clean it up with your tongue... Now wash. Supper will be ready in a few - And no, it's not anyone we know."

Another bleat, this one much less desperate as the buck wriggled his butt, squeezing the hot shaft hiding inside it's furry holder. He turned, a brown hand caressing the dark-furred face. Stole a kiss from the firm lips... Then walked down the hall with a swish to his hips that made the wolf-sheath very tight.

* * * *

I shook my head... Idiot was about as 'feral' as the onions in my garden. Those bucks would trade sex for a hot meal and a soft bed any day... And be gone in the morning. You admired them, caressed them... Pounded their hot asses into the ground, but you never forgot they were as wild as the mountains. I glanced back at the hallway, turning on a light. Probably some 'weekender', as we called the ones who camped in the designated spots. Marveled at all the wilderness - Usually from the eyepiece of a camera. And fled back to civilization as fast as their motorhomes would go once the weekend was over... Yep, another adventurer roughing it in the wilds. Why, they might even have to get up and turn the adjustment knob on the satellite box to get their favorite show to come in clearer...

My business-wear and all the garbage that goes with it was shoved in the closet - and if I have one more damn dream about my briefcase attacking me, howling about 'expenditure reports' and 'client briefs' and 'we needed those numbers yesterday!', I was going to put a padlock on the door!

Two beers, two bowls of stew and two chunks of home-made bread got put on the table - And if he didn't like it, he could go back to grass and bears pissing in the stream. Hah! He sat down and dug in with both hands... "Rosemary?" somehow managed to get out between bites and I nodded - My grandsire used to say, 'If you don't know where it came from, you don't need to be eating it.' I still make bread twice a week in his honor. The hot male declined seconds, so I cleared the table, swatting his butt when he asked if he could help - "You are my fuck-toy, not my slave... But you can do the drying."

I bumped his hip, grinning as he shivered. I had done everything on my own since I got my first apartment, and wasn't about to get lazy now. Besides, I had other plans... For the next two days, that brown ass was mine, and I intended to exploit every dirty little secret he had - And maybe teach him a couple while I was at it. Wash, rinse, squeeze the hot deer rump, making him moan and shiver. Repeat until the dishes were done.

I stole a rough kiss from his panting muzzle, teasing his up-turned tail as I herded him back down the hall to the bathroom. In the shower, he was all too eager to wash my back, my butt exposed to the buck's caresses and nibbles and - Did he just tongue my tail-hole? Kinky lil bastard... I got even though - I turned the water off, stepped out of the stall, then reached down and squeezing his balls, I growled, "Jerk-off for me."

When all he did was give me a blank look, I twisted my handful of sack, thumbing one fat nut. That got a loud moan from the male, and his cock snapping out to wave at me. As I dried, I watched his muzzle as his hand pinched a nipple, squeezed his butt... He even shoved a finger under his tail as he pumped on his rod, spewing his seed on the shower wall.

"Very good..."

He *blushed* as I patted his wet butt, waiting until he was dry to lead him into the only other room in the house. I guess they put all the things that needed plumbing on one side to make things simple... Even my laundry room, near the back porch, was on the same side as the bathroom/kitchen. Opening the window a crack, I watched the buck slide into my bed, and grinned - It had been a while. But no sooner than I had gotten in beside him than an arm went around my side and he kissed me. Sliding his head down against my chest and snuggling against me, he started snoring quietly. Hmmmmf! Maybe a little too much excitement? Well... I wasn't a young pup either. Squeezing his tight ass made the male move his leg slightly, just enough to push back against my hand. I covered us with a quilt in case it got cool come morning, and fell asleep myself.

And for once, that damn briefcase had two opponents beating it into submission.

The End