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Chapter 6: Another Day Ranching

Pages 143-164

"Good morning Hunter," Tyrell greeted as he entered the barn. "Did you learn much last night?" he asked as he looked over Hunter's shoulder to see what he was reading on the personal device he had loaned to him.

"Too much and yet not enough," Hunter replied as he continued to read.

"Theoretical physics... isn't that a little dry reading considering you just learned to read last night," Tyrell questioned with a frown. He was already wondering if he should have asked his father before downloading the basic reading software to Hunter's interface. It was free, but he knew most people didn't like their pets to have the ability to read. The software manufacture even had a disclaimer stating it would not be held responsible for any loss of value due to use of its software.

"The sad part is not all of the reading software transferred cleanly, but I figured out how to download other stuff, which made it much faster than actually reading it even if there are holes in the material," Hunter explained as he rubbed his temples to lessen his headache.

"You have been downloading all night," Tyrell exclaimed with concern as he wondered just how much he could download in that much time. He figured he could check his date usage, but was nearly afraid of what he would find.

"Not all night I took a couple of hours to exercise. It seems to slow the download speed while I am moving around," Hunter admitted as he tried to understand why.

"How did you even find that much free software to download?" Tyrell continued to question. He was sure his father would be pissed if Hunter had figured out how to use his father's credit, which he had carefully hidden in the archives for his own use.

"Well, the programs for the interface seem to be geared toward particular activities or occupations. I wanted more general and broader knowledge. Then once I realized, learned, or understood... however, you want to call it. My point is my interface is no more than a wireless device that acted similar to a modem to my brain I reconfigured it as just that. I called it a router and began to download volumes of encyclopedias to it. From there, I was able to pick out more specific areas of interest to download. It was as simple as accessing the free wireless libraries to download as much as I could find about various subjects," Hunter explained but the young Draconis just seemed to stare at him with his mouth agape. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked as he tried to recall the laws concerning the use of common domain knowledge such as the virtual libraries.

"It appears you have educated yourself rather well," Tyrell observed as he wondered how in the hell this had happened. Shit he didn't even know if it was legal to use the interface in such a manner. "If you used the interface as a router, didn't it just send it in binary language...? I mean how did it translate to your brain," Tyrell questioned as he wondered if he could do the same if he implanted himself with an interface.

"The interface is to translate the binary programming to my brain. That is its primary function. However, I am not sure if I would say I have educated myself just because I have downloaded a bunch of information that is little more than gibberish to my brain," Hunter replied with a little thought.

"It sounds as if you have done fairly well if you figured out how to do all of that," Tyrell argued as he wondered if his father would like this Hunter more than the other one.

"I was able to figure it out because I was available and present to experience the knowledge through myself," Hunter tried to explain and realized it didn't even make sense to him. "Let me give you an example. I downloaded stellar maps. I was even able to pick out the star, which should have been the star to my home world. The information I downloaded tells me it is light years away. However, I have no concept of a light year. I have the knowledge that a light year is the distance light can travel in one stellar year. However, up to this point in my life I have measured distance by how far I felt I could run on an average day. I have never even considered light has an actual speed or that the sun as I knew it on my home planet was not the same sun as I see in the sky this morning. I never knew or contemplated the stars of the night sky were sun's of other planet's. How can I... it makes one feel so insignificant. How can I expect myself to understand such unthinkable concepts?" Hunter complained as he continued to rub his temples. Maybe he should have only downloaded one subject at a time.

"Hunter... are you okay," Tyrell asked with concern.

"I think I need to pause a couple of downloads and only download one library at a time," Hunter replied as he continued to rub his temples.

"Yeah, that would be a good idea," Tyrell agreed with a chuckle for his absurd observation. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast," he suggested with a grin after watching Hunter pause four downloads.

"Can you leave these open? I want to finish them later," Hunter requested as he followed Tyrell to the house.

"Yeah, sure... Let me do a little research in the mean time to make sure we are not breaking any laws," Tyrell answered with a shiver as he entered the house. However, he noticed Hunter was frozen in the doorway. "What is wrong now?" he asked curiously.

"I... can't you smell it?" Hunter questioned with a groan.

"Smell what?" Tyrell asked as he tried to sniff out what had spooked Hunter.

"I...," Hunter began reluctantly while he tried to cover his excitement with his hands.

"What is wrong with you," Tyrell asked as he tried not to laugh at the poor man's expense.

"The smell of female is so strong. I can't... I will stay in the barn," Hunter tried to explain carefully.

"You can smell it," Tyrell exclaimed in disbelief. However, this tickled his memories of what he knew of the Canis species. "No, shit!" he exclaimed with a chuckle at the poor man's expense.

"The smell is so strong the scent lingers on you. I could smell it before you entered the barn, but it was faint enough to ignore. Here... here... it threatens my sanity," Hunter explained as he backed away from the house.

"That is fine. I will bring something out for you," Tyrell promised as he fought the urge to panic. He had no desire to explain that scent or how it got on him. He had even less of a desire for his father to hear any of this. "I will make sure all your dinners are brought out to you," he continued to promise.

"That would be very kind of you. I do not know how to thank you," Hunter declared gratefully as he continued to shy away from the house.

***

"Where is Hunter?" Tyberius asked curiously.

"I thought I would take his plate to him. You know how he feels about eating in front of others," Tyrell lied nervously.

"Oh, that isn't a bad idea. I will take it to him. Besides, I wanted to talk to him about what I have in mind today," Tyberius offered as he picked up the only plate on the table with a pile of nothing but fresh meat.

"What do you have in mind for today," Tyrell asked curiously.

"I thought I would show him how to feed the livestock in the feed lot," Tyberius explained carefully.

"Really? You wanted to show him how to throw a couple of bales of hay in the feedlot? I am pretty sure even he can figure out how to do that if you just tell him you want it done," Tyrell replied with a chuckle. If his father only knew, Hunter had figured out how to reconfigure his interface as a modem. It was a feat, in which he did not believe his father could duplicate.

"Well, I wanted to see what he thinks he can handle as far as baling hay as well," Tyberius explained with a frown. Why did he want to talk to Hunter? "I am not sure if he will want to drive a tractor?" he added awkwardly.

"Did you get any sleep last night? Are you feeling well," Tyrell asked curiously.

"No, not at all. I don't know why I can't sleep," Tyberius lied nervously. He did not intend to discuss how his son's playtime with his pet was keeping him up at night.

"Well, it shows. I can help him stack it in the mound," Tyrell offered with a shake of his head.

"Yeah, I guess that would be for the best. Maybe, I can talk him and Rose into running a circuit of the fences and let me know if there are any damaged areas, while I start cutting the hay. I will have Sylvy run the rake so I can start baling soon as the cutting is done. You can run the wagons in to Hunter and help him unload and stack it in the mound. I will run in to help you two get caught up when we run out of wagons. Rose can return to the house after the run and bring us out refreshments during the day," Tyberius planned as his wheels in his head finally started turning although it was still rather lethargic.

"I will start hooking everything up," Tyrell offered with a sigh. He hated baling hay. His arms and back would be killing him by the end of the night.

"We will be over shortly," Tyberius promised before he left the room.

***

"As you can see there isn't really anything...," Tyberius was saying until he was distracted. He had shown Hunter how to tell how much hay he should throw out and explained to check their water already. It wasn't that the cattle didn't have access to multiple livestock ponds, but there was nothing close to this barn. Of course, they had plenty of grazing available, but it didn't hurt to supplement a little. It wasn't as if anyone could complain about it not being all-natural to feed the livestock grasses because it was in a square bale. He was just about to explain what he wanted him and Rose to look for while they inspected the fences, when a bull mounted a cow and started breeding her just a few feet on the other side of the fence. It wasn't as if this was a new experience, but somehow it was different. He wasn't sure, if it was the way the bull pounded his flesh into the cow, or if it was all the grunting, but he was once again randy as hell. His manhood throbbed to escape its prison. "Hunter... Hunter...," he stammered awkwardly. However, the sight of the man's manhood peeking out of his sheath just made it worse.

Hunter tried to cover his embarrassment with his hands. "It seems to have a mind of its own of late," he added as he turned away. However, a familiar scent on the air sparked a memory of his own for once. He knew the scent of Tyberius' manhood as well as its taste. "Do you... or would you like me to... you know?" he asked with a lick of his lips.

"For the love of Petra, yes," Tyberius declared but was startled, when Hunter knelt in front of him. "Let's go in the barn," he suggested as his heart raced. He was even more taken back as he stopped to turn to Hunter who was already on his knees again. The way Hunter hastily removed his britches for him did nothing to calm his nerves either. "Rather eager are we?" he tried to joke weakly.

"It is rather tasty," Hunter explained with a frown. Why was he so excited? "Is this wrong? Is this unnatural?" he asked in his confusion. Why didn't he think to look up Draconis mating habits?

"No, there is nothing wrong with it Hunter? There are plenty of males who prefer other males," Tyberius explained honestly, as he waited anxiously. Damn, he was leaking already. It was dripping onto the tip of Hunter's nose and the sight of Hunter's huge wide tongue as it cleaned off his muzzle was nearly too much for him.

"What if I like females?" Hunter asked before his tongue flicked out to the tip of Tyberius' meat. He didn't even bother trying to hide his grin as he was rewarded with more of the tasty thin fluid.

"That is probably more common... well amongst the Draconis it is. We... well we are rather... aahhhmmm," Tyberius tried to answer before his thoughts were shattered as Hunter swallowed his throbbing manhood. Once again, his hands found their way to Hunter's soft ears as his mind threatened to stop functioning while Hunter began working his muzzle up and down his throbbing meat. He couldn't believe how good it felt. That tongue was so wide it nearly wrapped all the way around his shaft. However, that wasn't the best part. It was rough compared to a Draconis tongue and he loved the sensation of it as it reached out to his glands. Nevertheless, that was only the beginning. He could feel Hunter's muscles contract as he swallowed his meat while it was buried to the root. Then every time he thought he would explode down Hunter's throat from the feel of his lips wrapped tightly around his glands, Hunter would withdraw his muzzle. He knew he was not going to last long. He never even recognized his own grunts before he seized Hunter's massive head between his hands and began to thrust into that wonderful mouth and throat. He knew it couldn't have been more than a couple of pumps before a wave ecstasy rolled over him. He held Hunter's muzzle tight against his meat while he listened to his loud swallows. His hips barely twitched as he delivered his seed deep. He was nearly disappointed it was over so soon. "I... damn, that is impressive," he declared as he stepped back and for the first time noticed Hunter's throbbing meat hanging completely free from its sheath.

Hunter didn't know why but he was sure something was wrong with him. However, there was no way he could cover himself with his hands now, but he tried anyway.

"I wouldn't be ashamed of that. Damn...," Tyberius exclaimed once again. "I wish you were registered. I could find you some breeding work," he added before he realized how callous his words were. Hunter deserved to be treated better than common livestock. "I mean if you would like. Hell, I don't even know if I could find a female Canis who could handle that monster. Shit, I think you could embarrass one of the Equine with that thing," he continued before he wondered if he was still hurting Hunter's feelings. He should figure out how to make it up to the man. "Hunter, I might be able to do something for that," he offered awkwardly.

"You like the taste of males too," Hunter asked excitedly.

"Well, no... yeah... I mean... I have a thing for tail holes," Tyberius admitted nervously. Damn, his flesh was already responding just thinking about it.

"Tail holes... how does that help me?" Hunter protested with a frown.

"You will have to trust me with this. I can't guarantee it will work but I will try if you want," Tyberius offered excitedly.

"What do I do?" Hunter asked skeptically.

"If you would lean over a little and raise your tail for me," Tyberius explained as his heart threatened to explode. The sight of Hunter bent over as he rested his hands the nearby workbench was divine. He watched with anxiety as Hunter raised his tail to reveal his virgin pink puckered tail hole. "For the love of..." he mumbled as his tongue ran over his lips.

"Now what?" Hunter asked as he looked over his shoulder.

The image of Hunter looking over his shoulder at him with his pink tail hole exposed was too much for him. He nearly dove to the ground as he knelt behind Hunter and gave his tail hole a lick. He grinned as Hunter's tail slammed down to swat him in the face. Yes, this was definitely a virgin hole. "Now try to relax, while I service you. There are plenty who enjoy this," he assured to calm Hunter, before he raised his tail with his hand. He gave it another lick and he was delighted as Hunter's hole puckered in response while his hips bucked. "Just relax," he repeated in his excitement.

"That is easy for you to say," Hunter complained before another lick nearly caused his knees to buckle. "That feels... it is like... that tongue... it is cold," he tried to explain between licks. However, it was pointless. He found it difficult to catch his breath. Then his mind shattered as he felt Tyberius' tongue plunge into the depths of his bowels. It began working in and out of him and he failed to realize he had begun to push back onto Tyberius' muzzle. He had no idea anything so bizarre could feel as heavenly as this. He couldn't miss it when his hips began to buck as he ground his tail hole across that wonderfully thick round and slick tongue exploring his depths. However, he was frustrated when Tyberius stopped abruptly. "What I think it was working?" he protested as he looked back at Tyberius.

"Well, that was just the appetizer," Tyberius explained as he licked his lips. "You tasted just fine by the way," he added with a grin. However, he was sure the look he got in return was one of disgust. "Well, you did like it right?" he questioned with a smile.

"Well, yes, do it some more I was nearly there," Hunter continued to complain with a shaky voice.

"Just bend over and continue to relax," Tyberius instructed with a smile as he stroked his throbbing meat.

"That is much bigger than your tongue. I am not too sure if it will fit," Hunter protested as he stood.

"Do you want to finish or not?" Tyberius replied with frustration.

"Well, yes," Hunter answered reluctantly and he hesitantly bent back over the workbench. However, he did turn his head so he could watch Tyberius.

"I must apologize. This would go easier if I had a little lube, but I don't normally keep any in this barn. Nevertheless, it will work I am sure of it," Tyberius promised as he placed the tip of his manhood at Hunter's tight puckered tail hole. He began to push in and he was shocked once he felt his meat begin to twitch already as it began to spray pre-ejaculate into Hunter's bowels. "It appears we will have you lubed up in no time," he promised as he began to push in further. However, Hunter's nervous movements and grunts caused him to pause. Well, that and the tightening of his tail hole, which threatened to crush his manhood. "Are you alright?" he asked with a whimper for the pain of having the life of his throbbing meat strangled away.

"I... it is strange but not as uncomfortable as passing rocks," Hunter answered with a nervous grin. However, he needed his release. His meat was beginning to throb painfully. He made up his decision.

"Just rel..." Tyberius began but his thoughts were shattered once again as Hunter pushed back onto his shaft with a groan. He did realize Hunter had stopped at his glands but it did barely register. However, he wasted no time grabbing Hunter's hips and began to plow into him frantically. He was careful not to attempt to plunge his glands inside of him. He needed to last longer. This time it was for Hunter's pleasure and not his... "Aahh," he moaned as Hunter pushed back and swallowed his glands with his tail hole. Those tight muscles seized him while Hunter's hips bucked and pulled at him. He was sure the man was intent on ripping off his manhood with his tail hole as he began to whine. However, his whines changed quickly as he began to fill Hunter's bowels with his seed. He felt inadequate as Hunter's muscles continued to clench while his hips bucked to milk him the very last drop he had to offer. He continued to deliver his seed to that marvelous hole until it began to hurt with every throb. He knew he was shrinking rather rapidly as Hunter continued to attempt to milk him. "I am sorry," he apologized as he slipped free of that tight passage and backed up.

"More," Hunter begged as he reached behind him to slip two fingers into his tail hole.

"I..." Tyberius began but cut off abruptly as he watched in disbelief. He couldn't miss the clenching of his tail hole, but what he did notice for the first time was his huge testicles jumped simultaneously as a large thick stream of Hunter's seed sprayed beneath the bench where a large pool was collecting. "I..." he began again as another stream splattered to his amazement.

"Please," Hunter begged as he continued his release.

Tyberius knelt behind Hunter but rather hesitantly this time. This was not his normal behavior. He did own the man. He began to lick once again and was nearly as disappointed as he was delighted when Hunter removed his fingers from his tail hole and pulled his cheeks aside as he pushed back onto his muzzle. He couldn't resist plunging his tongue back into that warm hole. However, he was nearly overcome by panic as those strong muscles threatened to damage his tongue. His heart raced as he grabbed Hunter's hips with one hand while the other cupped those huge testicles in a tender caress and forced himself to lap up his seed deep inside Hunter's bowels.

Hunter had been as skeptical as he was hesitant. However, all doubts left him once he had impaled himself onto that wonderful shaft. He didn't understand why it worked. What did the one have to do with the other? Nevertheless, all thought left him as Tyberius began to thrust into him. It was as uncomfortable as it was wonderful. He wanted more. He never even noticed his hips began to buck as he matched Tyberius' thrusts. There was no missing it when he decided to pushed back to take his glands. It caused him to gasp with a sharp pain from his tail hole, before he felt his own manhood erupted. His knees wanted to buckle as thick streams flowed from him with an unbelievable force. He could swear every muscle in his body flexed and spammed. He didn't notice how he was grinding and pulling at Tyberius' entrapped member, but he noticed when it slid free of him. He nearly cried at being denied what he needed. He felt so empty and his streams lost their force as well as volume. He could not continue without that wonderful piece of flesh buried within him. He heard his humiliating begging and pleas for more and did not care. However, he was delirious as Tyberius' tongue entered him once again. What it lacked in size it made up for with dexterity and skill. He could feel it as it snaked through his intestines. It was not as it was earlier. It didn't just slide in and out of him. This time it seemed to twist and turn as it folded and pulled out and it was wonderful. The streams of his essence increased in force and volume as he relished the feeling of that wonderful tongue exploring his depths. Nevertheless, he finally recognized he was coming to his end as his meat began to throb less and less.

"I have never... You are still Cumming?" Tyberius exclaimed in disbelief as he stood after he mistakenly thought Hunter had finished.

"I think... I... am done," Hunter admitted between pants. However, another spray proved him wrong. "Okay... well, I am almost done," he added with a smile.

***

"Hunter, you can have the rest of the night off. I don't care what you want to do. It is fine with me," Tyberius declared with glee. He still couldn't believe they were already done. He could remember when it took days to do what they had managed to do before dinner. Well, that wasn't a quite fair comparison. The new baler dried the grasses as it baled them. It was slower than his old baler was but you didn't have to wait for days for them to dry before you baled, while praying it didn't rain. Nevertheless, Hunter was the source for today's unbelievable performance. Tyberius had started the baling before midday and had one wagon quickly loaded. Tyrell hooked up an empty wagon, before he set off to unload the other with Hunter. However, he was surprised to see Tyrell returned before he had filled the next wagon. It wasn't as if it was unexpected, but it wasn't what he suspected. He assumed Tyrell had left the unloading and stacking to Hunter, because he didn't want to do it. He just figured the boy was going to wait until there were no empty wagons before he started helping with the unloading. That way there would be three of them working on it. It wouldn't be nearly as efficient, but it would reduce the amount of bales Tyrell would have to lift. Then as the day wore on, Tyrell continued to produce more empty wagons. His confusion continued to grow as empty wagon after empty wagon was returned. He didn't say anything to Tyrell, but the delirious grins he displayed told him the boy knew more than he was telling. He opted to take the last wagon in while Tyrell returned the rest of the equipment to the storage barn. What he saw, was something he had to watch for some time before he accepted he wasn't imagining it. The fool had moved the conveyer out of the barn and was throwing the bails from the wagon to the loft. Then he would jump from the wagon to the loft with one bail on his shoulder. He would jump back to the wagon once he had the bales he had thrown up in the mound stacked. It was just not possible. Tyberius knew he could throw a bail to the mound. He could throw several. He would never consider trying to throw a whole wagonload of hay. To do it all daylong was just as impossible as jumping to the mound from the back of the wagon. Having a bale of hay over a shoulder was just to make sure he thought he was hallucinating. He sat and watched Hunter finish unloading the wagon and pull it out of the barn, which should have been just as impossible to do by himself, but hell what wasn't at that point. "As a matter of fact, Sylvy wanted to take you in for a checkup and buy you some decent clothes. I wanted her to wait a couple of weeks, so it will be charged on the next billing cycle, but I think she should go ahead and go tomorrow as she wanted," Tyberius declared enthusiastically.

"Go where?" Hunter asked nervously.

"How is she going to get him there?" Tyrell asked with a grin.

"Drive him," Tyberius snapped with irritation.

"In what? He is damn near claustrophobic," Tyrell explained with a grin.

"She can take my transport and he can ride in the back," Tyberius declared with a grin.

"Is that legal?" Tyrell asked with a frown.

"Can I go explore that forest," Hunter asked anxiously.

"Really? We are talking about taking you to town and all you care about is exploring a forest?" Tyrell questioned in disbelief.

"Well, I only have until tomorrow, if Sylvy is going to take me somewhere," Hunter explained as he wondered what kind of wonders this foreign forest would have in store for him. Maybe he should download something before he set out for the forest.

"Go ahead and play in the forest but be back here sometime after lunch tomorrow," Tyberius agreed reluctantly.

"No hunting in the preserve Hunter," Tyrell warned quickly.

"Really?" Hunter questioned with a frown.

"Does that apply to him?" Tyberius questioned with a frown.

"I don't know but do you want to pay the fine if it does?" Tyrell asked, but he already knew the answer.

"No hunting," Tyberius agreed quickly.

***

"Rose... Rose...," Tyrell, whispered in the darkness.

Rose rolled over on her bed to look at Tyrell, who was already sitting on the edge of his bed in his nakedness. She could tell he was eager by the way, his maleness stood at attention. She crawled over to him and gave his meat a tender lick. "I am sorry, but I am still a little tender from last night. You are rather large for me," she explained with a grin as she looked up at him as she continued running her tongue along his long shaft.

"Oh, I am sorry. Maybe you should just get some sleep," Tyrell suggested as he watched her licking his throbbing member.

"I think I can still do something for this though," Rose offered as she wrapped her breasts around his leaking manhood. She grinned up at him as he shuddered and moaned. She immediately put her lips to the tip of his leaking member. She would make sure she captured all of his nectar.

Tyrell felt a stab of guilt as he heard Rose's complaint of being sore, but it passed quickly as she wrapped his throbbing manhood with those massive breasts. Her fur was so soft and her heat was as immense as always. Her licks took his breath away before his eyes rolled back in his head as she took him into her mouth. He lay back on the bed as she began to work her mouth up and down his shaft while she squeezed those breasts around him. However, it was over too quickly as his meat jerked as he spewed forth his seed into her warm mouth. He could hear her swallows while he failed to restrain his grunts.

Rose was pleased to help Tyrell and was careful to lick him clean as his manhood retreated into its home, before she crawled back to her bed.

Tyrell watched Rose crawl back to her bed on the floor and his mind was troubled. "Rose... Rose," he whispered quietly.

"Do you wish me to do it again?" Rose offered as she looked over her shoulder at Tyrell.

"Are you comfortable sleeping there?" Tyrell asked as he struggled with his guilt.

"Yes, I am. This is nice," Rose, answered honestly.

"Rose... come here," Tyrell declared as he made up his mind.

"Yes," Rose replied as she crawled back to him, where she began to rub him.

"No... Rose. Come to bed," Tyrell said as he pushed her hands away.

"I am tender but I suppose I could if you want," Rose replied with a pout.

"No... I am fine. I just thought you would sleep better in my bed. It is softer than that thing you have," Tyrell tried to explain as he guided her in his bed. "Just relax," he added as he gave her one of his pillows.

Rose was as confused as she had ever been. However, as she lay down in his bed nervously, while he covered her with his blankets something changed. She didn't understand why she felt as she did or why he did it. However, as he lay beside her and wrapped his strong arms around her, she felt warmth from the depths her soul. She closed her eyes as she listened to his slow rhythmic breathing and felt... it was a feeling she was unfamiliar with but she did like it.

***

Tyberius was dumbfounded by his condition as he tossed restlessly in his bed. He was too old for this foolishness. Hell, Hunter had taken care of him twice already earlier in the day. This just wasn't normal for a man his age.

***

Sylvy couldn't wait to take Hunter for his check up at the pet supply store. She was sure it would turn out to be even more exciting than Rose's visit had been. Maybe, she could peek in on her brother to see what he and Rose were doing. No, she would let it go. Rose did need some rest and she hoped her brother understood it as well.