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Our small band waited at the guard post as our leader spoke to the shift sergeant. The building was modest, a place for travelers to rest or find transport into the northern lands. We were just outside the city limits, preparing for a trek northward to hunt for men we were duty bound to find. I stayed back as Sir Ignis finished his conversation with the guard.

I was Sir Ignis's squire, tasked with ensuring the knights equipment was taken care of along with the myriad of other menial tasks he would dump upon me. God willing one day I would earn my own knighthood but for now I bided my time and tended to my responsibilities.

Our leader returned to the party, Sir Ignis was an older, grizzled veteran who I had to admit was not the most pleasant man to serve, but he was tolerable.

“They have agreed to send a scout to aid us in the search, they can spare no other men." The proud knight announced. He was hoping to secure more hands in our search, but it seems the Knights of Lancet did not hold as much sway here as he expected.

No less than a minute later a creature exited the guard post and approached our party.

He was a wolven, a species inhabiting this land and city. His features were that of a wolf, stark gray fur, large ears and long muzzle set bellow bright yellow eyes. Strapped across his fur were several bands and tight pouches secured to his long limbs. A knife on his hip and another on his shoulder. Slung on his back was a crude bow and a few arrows.

He walked gracefully on bare paws and bent legs. Several plain earrings jangling from his upright ears, a beaded pendant hanging from his neck, nestled securely into his fluffy chest.

He was well toned, strong, thin limbs hanging to his sides. His fur waved slightly in the wind and at the step of each paw as he approached.

I had heard of such creatures before, and seen many of them on this very journey. In the south wolven were not present, and frankly, not welcome in my home kingdom. But here we had seen wolven citizens, guards and tradesmen, living alongside their human neighbors. I found these strange creatures fascinating.

Watching him approach it was impossible to not notice that he was wearing nothing save for the items strapped to his body. He was about as nude as such a creature could be, genitals lightly bouncing between his legs. It was a strange sight, he was very different from a man, wholly like a canine, a long furry pouch protruding from his body and fuzzy testes bouncing underneath.

“Hello sir, I am Terrik." The wolven spoke, stopping in front of Sir Ignis and reaching out a paw to greet the man with a traditional human gesture.

Sir Ignis did not speak or move, only staring at the creature in front of him as Terrik's paw held in the air.

“..You? You are our guide?" The knight spoke up with contempt.

“Yes sir, that I am." Terrik responded, standing and smiling as if he did not even notice the callous remarks.

“This is an insult, sending an uncouth beast to guide men of honor!" Spoke up sir Brandon, another of the knights traveling with us.

Sir Ignis raised his hand to sir Brandon, wishing to handle this a little more gracefully, if you could call it that.

“This is most unorthodox, are there no men who can guide us in your stead?"

“There are no men who know the northern forests like a wolven. I can find your quarry, that I can assure you." The wolven spoke. From what I knew it made sense, his peoples native home was to the north, he would probably be the best option.

“You can serve us for this time, but there shall be rules." Sir Ignis proclaimed, standing tall as he usually did.

“Do not call me or my knights by sir, you do not have that privilege."

“You shall not bunk near us, you will not speak without being spoken to."

“You follow orders and nothing else, you are not to speak of your involvement in this search to anyone."

“And for god's sake cover yourself!" Ignis shouted as he regarded the nude male in front of him.

“That will not be a problem, don't want to distract you boys." Smirked the wolven.

Sir Ignis grimaced at him, hearing the wolven quip back so quickly after being warned. But the knight did nothing more while the wolven unbuckled a pouch to retrieve a thin loin cloth he secured around his groin.

“My squire Warren can instruct you further." Sir Ignis finished, turning to myself and the sudden task he had given me.

Passing me Sir Ignis leaned over to whisper into my ear.

“Be mindful, do not trust this beast, just get what we need from him."

I was a little shocked, not expecting to be given a task seemingly as important as this, but it appears Sir Ignis had no more patience to deal with this wolven scout. So the task was thrown to me like so many things he did not care for. In my head I scrambled to recall the specifics of our mission as the wolven scout walked over to me.

“Hello." was my greeting, still a little flustered at the suddenness of it all.

“Pleased to meet you, Warren." The creature nodded as a smile crossed his wide muzzle, it seems he had given up trying to shake hands, or paws? I do not know the vernacular of his kind.

Looking at him I was a little awe struck being so close to this non-human. He stood about as tall as I did, holding himself as my eye caught his tail wagging slowly behind him. I suppose it was a canine thing, having seen dogs around town before.

“I will be able to attend to anything you need to aid us in our search." I said, trying to confirm the assignment given to me.

Terrik seemed to appreciate my less hostile greeting as he kept smiling at me.

Our small band began walking down the road to the stables, preparing before we set off. I turned to follow as the wolven kept at my side.

“Do you have any gear you need to stow?" I asked, looking at the wolven as he walked with no mount or pack.

“Im wearing it, I like to travel light, lets me move fast." He responded, patting the small packs on him. It was remarkable, he only had space for small items in those pouches. He couldn't have much food, if any, on him. I suppose he hunted what he needed.

“Ok, we have extra rations if you are in need." I offered, though I suspected he would not need such courtesy.

Walking down the road I refocused myself, ready to talk about the reason we had asked for help.

“We are looking for several men, three who fled north, we believe they are hiding in the wilderness, waiting for a safe time to return."

“Do you have any belongings or clothing of these people?" The wolven asked.

“Oh, no, why would you want that?" I asked, puzzled at the odd request.

“I can scent them if I know whom they are. But I will still be able to track them, not many humans wander around those woods, they will stick out to me."

“We did not know of that, we should consider it in the future." I said, remarking to myself just how useful such a talent would be, if this creature really could scent like a trained hound. No wonder he was assigned to help us.

We continued to speak about the mission, trailing behind the main group as I saw an occasional suspicious glance back his way. Perhaps they thought I was being too courteous to this beast, yet to do my assigned duty I needed to form some kind of trust. And I had to admit this strange creature was very curious to me, the way he moved, the fur covering him, the strange shape to his body. I may never have an opportunity to meet one like him again.

We set off into the north, Terrik moving ahead while we rode on horseback, me and Sir Ignis both on his large steed. I would be brought to alertness as sir Ignis passed some task or request to me. Then I would dismount to relay a message to Terrik or retrieve one, the knight could not be bothered to do much more than look at him now, seeming satisfied in leaving it all to me.

Terrik spent much of his time out of sight, running off to search ahead of us. I did not blame him, I was the only one who seemed to tolerate his presence. While he was away the men spoke amongst themselves. suspicions, accusations and all out insults thrown his direction as we traveled. I knew wolven were an unknown people, strange and alien, but It just seemed rude and barbaric, yet I listened and said nothing, knowing my place.

I tried to dismiss it mostly as frustration with the mission, none of us wanted to be here, so far north of our own city trekking through the wilderness, horses loaded with gear and the promise of another night on a thin bedroll under a flimsy tent. The knights had more comfortable bedding yet they seemed even more indignant about it all.

So day after day we traveled, almost two weeks through trees, over streams and up one rolling mountain that led to another. Terrik had found a trail he was certain was no local hunter, I confirmed the findings to Sir ignis after seeing signs of abandoned camps myself.

Only a day later I was told to dismiss Terrik, that his services were no longer needed as we could track the trail ourselves.

I did not agree with the order, Terrik was proving invaluable, able to deduce so much about whom we were chasing from scent alone. It seemed foolish to send him off now.

But Sir Ignis was my superior, I did not even question him. Only obeyed, as I always did. We were close enough to find the men ourselves and navigation out of these woods would not be a problem.

It was harder to give the news to Terrik, he was confused, insisting on staying just a little longer. but I had to shake my head and repeat the order. I was feeling more than frustration, In the time we had been working together I had grown fond of Terrik, strangely he was the only empathetic one in this whole hapless band. And now I would never see him again.

So we separated, Terrik wishing me luck before disappearing off into the distance.

We were so very wrong.

We had found the hiding place of our targets and moved in to make the arrest. But we were greeted by a whole band of armed mercenaries, an entire collective living out in these woods. We were unprepared, outnumbered as the group scrambled themselves and called for reinforcements.

A knight was pierced by an arrow, stumbling as his squire helped the injured man. Seeing the fight lost Sir Ignis ordered the retreat as we quickly turned heel, running back to our horses before the enemy could organize to give chase.

Running across the forest I steadied myself, trying to focus as I moved. Each step fell heavily along the forest floor, my breath pumping as I saw the horses stayed only a short distance away. But one step felt faulty, my foot continuing its motion as the ground beneath bent and cracked unnaturally.

Unable to stop my motion I saw the ground beneath me split and fall away, my body tumbling down into a hole dug into the earth.

My vision blurred as I smashed into the ground with my full weight, arms breaking the fall before my head slammed into the ground. I reeled, the impact ringing through my head as I tasted dirt in my mouth.

Above I could hear the others still running, no feet pausing or turning as they fled for their own lives.

Groggily I sat up on my arms, looking about as I noticed several sharp spikes across the pit. By luck or the sloth of the maker the spikes were spread wide enough that my body fit between them as I lay on the hard ground. I breathed out a little prayer, realizing a few inches to the side and I would have been impaled.

I glanced up as the dirt and leaves still fell from the broken hole I had fallen through. Now the sound of our pursuers trampled around, seemingly careful to avoid this trap. I stayed on my belly, head to the dirt hoping to be thought dead if someone were to glance down.

I sat for some time, hearing the trample of horses overhead draw close then fade away as the bandits took chase. I kept my head down, as long as I remained quiet I would be safe from detection. But I knew I needed to escape, somehow get out of this hole or my lucky break would be for naught.

I did not know what to do, my arms and head stung from the fall, I would need to catch up to the band somehow, or find the nearest settlement to find shelter. It was obvious the mission was over, we had misjudged and payed for it. I cursed Sir Ignis's petty ego, I was certain Terrik could have told us what we were up against if he was still here. And now his dignity in tatters as they fled, leaving me for dead.

I waited, thinking the coast was clear before I heard the bandits horses return, quickly laying back onto the ground as they passed. It seems they had made the escape, now if only I could do the same.

I waited even longer as the forest fell quiet. I stood up at the edge of the pit. Luckily the roots of nearby trees stuck from the walls, the climb would be easy, even with my sore body.

But looking up into the dark blue sky my heart stopped for a moment as I saw the silhouette of a creature staring down to me, yellow eyes shining lightly in the dark. I scrambled backwards, shocked before a familiar voice called down.

“Warren! It's alright! Its me." Spoke Terrik.

I breathed a sigh of relief, steadying as he sat up on the edge of the pit. For a moment I had feared a wild animal had found me, waiting to feast on the unfortunate soul fallen into this pit.

“Are you hurt? Can you climb?" He asked, worry in his voice.

“I'm not too bad off." I said, reaching out to start climbing up. I winced a little as my sore wrists stung from the exertion. But I pushed higher, ignoring the discomfort.

Reaching the top I felt Terrik's paw grip against my wrist, pulling me up the rest of the way. It was strange to feel him touching me, his broad pads against my skin as the fur on his forearm brushed against me.

“We can't stay here, need to move, right now." Terrik warned, leading me forward as I quickly followed behind.

“How did you find me?" I asked quietly, jogging quickly behind the wolven as his tail bounced.

“I found signs of the bandit enclave and came back to warn you, then I saw the others retreating, you weren't with them, So I came looking." He explained, keeping the pace as we moved.

“I'm so sorry… we should have kept you around, I didn't want to-"

“I know... You don't need to apologize, just keep moving." Terrik interupted, seeming to already know.

“Your party is riding hard. I am afraid even I couldn't catch up to them now, but I can still help you get back home."

I suddenly had a moment of panic, realizing I had no food, tent or bedroll on me, only a short sword, my tunic and a canteen. I had become comfortable with having the horses somewhere nearby with anything I needed.

And there was Terrik, with even less on him, how long could I travel like this? I didn't even have shelter, would I starve? Would he just leave me when I couldn't keep up? I know he was far faster and hardier than I.

Growing nervous I couldn't help but voice my concern as we walked.

“We need supplies, our horses were tied not far from here, maybe some gear was left."

“I checked, the bandits took everything, I am sorry, i'm sure this isn't easy for you." He spoke apologetically.

"But do not worry, I'm not gonna let you starve, we will make it out, I promise you." The wolven said, looking back and trying to comfort me.

Looking to him I could sense that he was being sincere. And why wouldn't he be, it must have been risky to come looking for me, he wouldn't just leave me to die after all that. Yet he had been more than justified to leave us all when he was dismissed. It begged the more important question, why?

“Terrik… you could have just gone home, why did you come back?" I asked, almost afraid to pose such a direct question to someone who I very well now owe my life to.

“I still have a responsibility to uphold, I came back to help whoever I could." Terrik answered, seeming to almost brush off the question as he turned forward again. I suppose I was in no position to demand an answer. Despite my comrades musings to the contrary it seems this beast did have a sense of honor to him.

“Now lets hurry, we can talk more once we are far from here." He explained, leading me on.

Terrik kept a pretty fast pace, with good reason. These bandits still had territory here and we did not want to wait around to be found out. We traveled a long way east, hoping to avoid any returning bandits who were chasing the rest of my company. I did hope they made it out, as crass as sir Ignis could be he was still my superior.

I found myself able to keep up with Terrik, free of normal traveling weigh letting us both to move quickly. He didn't even have the weight of a tunic on him. It had not taken me long after the stress of the escape to settle that I noticed he was no longer wearing the loin cloth that had been foisted upon him. He moved freely, genitals bobbing in front of him as he lept and turned about the rocks and fallen trees, the hint of furry testes between his well furred rear and swaying tail.

I couldn't help myself from looking. He was not a man, that much was clear from watching him, yet his canine body held a strange masculine dexterity I couldn't help but admire. His bare legs were strong, bent at the ankle like a dog, all the while I could see the toned muscle beneath his feathered rear, long tail dangling behind as he strode over the forest in near silence. I watched his large ears swiveling and moving above his head as we traveled. Now and then he would stretch out a paw, signaling me to stop as we sat. He would listen intently as we waited, then we would continue or he would signal a change in direction. I don't know how many times he may have saved us from walking right into danger.

I spent much time watching him as I followed, feeling safe to stare while he was distracted with more important matters. I don't know if it was pure curiosity, or something else drawing me to him.

I wondered how it felt, able to run off into the woods without even a shirt on your back and still feel at home. I've read books on wolven in my studies, they are regarded as more animal than humans, closer to a raw, primal form. The history between humans and wolven was very interesting to me, the clash of two dominant species, civilizations and ethos's that have brought life to many stories, songs and legends.

Perhaps it was because I first found wolven folk tales in the library, curious stories and accounts of a simpler, more tribal way of life that stuck the image of the curious forest peoples in my mind. Most others regarded them as strange at best and abominations at worst. Sir Ignis had warned me to watch my back around him, that he may be out to steal from us. But day after day I never sensed any such intention from Terrik. And I don't think he was leading me through the forest only to eat me later, as some people might believe from other, darker stories.

We traveled through the night, moving slower as I took longer to find my footing through the rough terrain. Fear and adrenaline helping me keep going. Terrik seemed unfazed, taking my hand as I climbed over rocks and broken trees I had trouble seeing.

I was exhausted by the time we stopped, my body long since pushed past its limit. Morning came just cracking through the trees as I realized just how long we had been traveling. My legs burned, head heavy from no sleep, exhausted as my body struggled to keep walking. Terrik announced we were out of danger and halted by a river as I saw him begin to relax. I dropped into the soft earth under a tree, quickly slipping into a heavy sleep right then and there.

I wasn't sure how long I slept, daylight landing on my face as I rolled over, waking to the smell of cooking fish. I groggily rose, dirt caked against my cheek. I hadn't even bothered to take off my tunic or gear.

Looking over Terrik was by a small fire, his knife strapped to a long stick, leaning at his side along with the bow. Several strips of fish were roasting over the flame.

“We made really good progress, I'm proud of you." Terrik called out, gesturing me towards the fire.

I was still sore from the fall and the hard trek, something to eat was sounding very good right now. I reached down and began to remove my boots and gear, letting it fall as my battered feet took a much needed stretch.

“We are able to relax for a while, we are far enough out of range, this land has not been touched for a long time." Terrik spoke aloud, confident in our security.

As I sat Terrik handed me a stick skewering through seared fish and several mushrooms picked from the surrounding area. I almost hesitated to take the offering, but I was too hungry to humbly deny this non-humans all too generous hospitality towards me.

The food was amazingly satisfying, fresh and cooked well, a far stretch from the half stale rations I had gotten used to on this journey.

“Thank you… for everything." I had to say, now realizing in the haste of the night before I had never properly thanked him.

“Don't worry about it." He responded, giving a quick smile and flashing some sharp teeth my way.

Terrik leaned back, reaching a leg out from the rock as he sat, body stretching as a bit of pink poked from his groin. I was still not used to the fact that my host was not human. Speaking to him seemed as normal as anything, but every time my eyes fell on him I was reminded how inhuman he was. An animal whose feral nature was keeping us both alive out here.

Terrik took a few smaller fish from a skewer which to my surprise he ate whole, scales and all. He seemed unfazed and made quick work of the fish before reaching for the makeshift spear at his side and undoing the fastenings around the knife.

“How do you manage so well? You never asked us for anything this whole journey." I asked, never being able to get more casual in the previous time he was with us.

“Well, I am a scout, we are resourceful and persistent, you need to be out here, or you won't last long."

“Can all wolven do this? You seem comfortable out here." I asked, seeing how his species was more adaptable to this lifestyle.

“No, not all of us can still live like our ancestors, it almost killed me to pass the test."

“I was stripped of everything but a pack of rations and left to venture into the deepest wilderness, I spent three months alone before I could come back. If the seal on the rations was broken I would fail."

“It all seems too easy now, it may not look like much but I am carrying more than I could ever need out here." He spoke, pushing the string from his makeshift spear back into a pouch before sheathing the knife back to his hip.

“Thats amazing, this was probably the best breakfast i've had in a long time." I smiled back, not exaggerating in my remark.

“You are welcome, I always enjoy being under these trees, it's like another home. Always a sense of peace for those who stop to listen." He spoke, leaning his head back as he breathed out, chest rising before it fell once more, his body relaxing against the stone.

Relaxing myself I couldn't help but glance over to him, tracing over the well toned physique of the wolven male. He was so exotic, sitting nude right in front of me as if it was completely normal. His limbs were graceful, a large barreled chest sitting above a well toned belly. Just something about him was uniquely alluring. Seeing his head coming back down I quickly turned my attention elsewhere.

“You know… you can look if you want." Terrik spoke. I stared, eyes wide at the acknowledgment of my drifting gaze.

“I'm sorry, that was very rude." I looked away again, feeling exposed.

“No, really, it's ok." Terrik reiterated, sounding more inviting as he continued to try to dissuade my nerves.

“You keep looking away whenever I look back to you, you don't need to be so shy. I'm not hiding anything."

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Terrik relaxing his stance even further, legs widening as he sat against the rock. Tentatively I turned my head, looking to his face as he smiled back.

Then I took his invitation and looked back to his lithe body and the plump pouch sticking out from between his legs. I drank in his whole form as he proudly presented it to me. The whole spectacle had an odd feeling about it, my eyes shamelessly tracing over his exposed, furry groin as he too watched me. I needed to justify myself to the one that was saving my life.

“Im sorry… its just... i've never seen many wolven before. And never… like this..." I said, wavering a little at the topic of his body.

“I know your kingdom doesn't have wolven, It's fine to be curious, i'm certainly curious about you too." Terrik chuckled, looking back to me. He said he wasn't around humans that much, I suppose mutual curiosity was to be expected. I did still want to know more about him.

“I know humans are much more modest, hiding your selves away, i'm sure I am positively scandalous to most, waving my male bits all over." He laughed again, taking no care to hide the genitalia wobbling between his legs.

“But… isn't it weird? I mean… I can see your…" I hesitated, having never openly talked about such lurid topics.

“Really? You can't even say it?" Terrik laughed at me, shifting as his genitals again wobbled lewdly against his body.

“I'm sorry, I'm not… i'm just not used to this." I scrambled to defend myself, feeling very awkward with the obviously far more comfortable male.

“Oh, it's alright Warren i'm just giving you a hard time, I'm not used to humans much myself, grew up in the village, we only had a few men around." Terrik spoke to reassure me again, seeming to realize he had only made me feel more uncomfortable.

“Most everyone walks around in their fur, clothing is more decorative than concealing, so my body is no surprise to the world."

“Oh and this is called my sheath, by the way." Terrik pointed to the shape protruding from his groin.

“What? like for a sword?" I asked, having never heard the word in such a context.

“Yeah, but this one holds my cock." He smirked to me.

We sat for a moment, my mind processing the lewd quip. It's clear his anatomy was very unlike my own.

I found my eyes falling back to him, more questions on my mind.

“In town isn't it distracting to see everyone's genitals? I mean humans could never stand that kind of distraction." I asked, imagining the human equivalent and nearly laughing at the absurdity.

“I am guilty of many looks myself, though the scents are what really get wolven. Can't help but get some good sniffs walking down the street. I suppose it doesn't help me focus having my eyes drawn to a nice sheath and healthy pair of balls. I can't help but want to know if he's game and get my tongue on him."

I stared, a little taken back by how casually he dropped that scandalous bit of information.

“Males? Your looking at males?" I repeated, still shocked by the even more lewd tastes of this wolven.

“Yes, I am an atohi, I prefer male company when things get more intimate." He explained, as if it was completely normal.

“Don't they get upset when you look? For humans that would be unbelievably crass." I worriedly asked.

“I suppose we don't fret over that kind of thing, eyes wander, noses uncover all, its hard to hide much of anything, so no one tries." He explained.

“And sometimes I get lucky and I see a pair of empathetic eyes looking back. Then someone says hello, and if all goes well we have some fun..." He smirked again, seeming to look back on his experiences.

I was not naive, I knew what he was speaking of. It was clear his views of sex, one of the most obscene and despised topics was far more casual than anyone I had met before. He didn't even hesitate to tell me all this, again like it was completely normal, maybe for him, it was just normal.

“So… you meet others like you? Just like that?“

“Yeah, though I have friends whom I prefer to go to for that kinda thing, but I need to make due when traveling out of the village. Makes the days go by easier having a new cock to taste, scenting the arousal of a handsome male as he works my knot." Terrik smiled, chuckling a little to himself.

I had to admit I was feeling a bit of arousal myself, I can't imagine finding sexual relief so easily. Wherever he went he could always find another wolven with the same need, a casual experience always so close at hand.

“How often do you do this?" I asked with near disbelief at how casual Terrik was being about his sexuality.

“When i'm with the boys, many times a day, someone's almost always up for it. It's a little harder outside of the village, having to wait and find a willing male."

"But when I'm scouting I have to make due with my own paw when the need arises. I haven't gotten a chance to cum in almost a week, things have been too hectic to relax and yank one out."

“How did you first know you were an atohi?" I asked, wanting to know what brought him to this.

“I guess I always seemed to have the tendency, my parents knew before I did." He answered, seeming unable to give a more solid response.

“And they're ok with it?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow at the thought.

“Yeah, of course. Everyone knows, it just kind of is."

“And you have sex whenever you want?" I continued questioning, still in awe.

“For the most part, me and the guys are almost eager for some fun. We always have a get together whenever I get back from scouting, a nice little reunion, I can't wait to see them again."

“Nothing like cradling a hard cock against your tongue while your knot deep in his muzzle. Drinking each other down until you have no more to give. They're amazing guys, so many great nights spent squirting with each other."

I could see Terrik's sheath had grown wider as he reminisced about his sexual adventures, the pink tip of his penis pushing from the sheath as it stretched slightly. He certainly had some fond memories of those times.

“So, you have anyone back home waiting for you?" Terrik casually smiled, nonchalantly turning things onto me.

“Oh… no… nothing like that. Things are very different where I am from. What you speak of… is unspeakable." I said, shaking my head before continuing.

“In the Knights of Lancet all sexual activity is forbidden, not even masterbation, something about keeping purity..."

“You can't be serious... Can't even tug one out? Do they know that your hearts beat?" Terrik laughed before he immediately grew quiet, realizing that I was not kidding. A guilty expression crossed his face as the rules I was forced to endure momentarily fell onto him.

“Sorry… I shouldn't joke about that." The wolven apologized, before I jumped in to explain further.

“It is a joke... I don't think many actually adhere to that ridiculous rule."

“Really? Why is it there then?" The wolven asked, rightfully confused.

“It's hard to know. I think every squire including me has been caught before, you get scolded, say some prayers and scrub the latrines for a day and learn to be more careful next time."

He sat back, seeming to be mulling over what I was saying, like my reaction to the facts of his own life he seemed confused, but still curious.

“So you're not allowed to do anything? To never be with anyone? Not even a date?" Terrik almost pleaded, worried for me.

“Well… I have broken that rule too..." I admitted, voice trailing slightly as I thought about one of the only experiences I've ever had with another.

“Really?" Terrik said, cocking his head, ready to hear what I had to say.

I was feeling a bit hesitant, what I had done was very wrong in the eyes of everyone I served under. Yet this wolven would take no objection, in fact he may be the only sympathetic ear I would ever have.

“Yes… there was another squire, he and I fooled around for a bit, but it didn't last very long..." Came my admittance, not sure what else to say for the moment.

“So you're an atohi too?" Terrik asked excitedly, seeing a commonality between us.

I froze, staring back to Terrik as I was unable to answer, not sure how to respond.

“Warren, i'm sorry, you don't have to answer that. I shouldn't be pressing you..." Terrik apologized again. It was odd to see him in such an awkward position, not quite sure what was appropriate to say to me.

“It's alright… it's just that… I don't know honestly… I didn't think I was in love or anything." I spoke, breaking the uncomfortable silence between us.

“The reason we stopped is because we were almost caught, I still remember how frightened we both were. We were seconds from being discovered, I don't even want to think what could have happened to us..."

“So you have to hide? I heard humans could be private, but I never thought it was that bad..." Terrik spoke, his voice comfortingly empathetic to me.

“Yeah… we could have lost everything. We were too terrified to even talk to each other again, I hope he's doing ok." I sadly recalled, having lost track of him after training.

“I'm so sorry… I can't imagine how hard it must be for you." Terrik said, looking down as his blunt claws scraped against the rock as he adjusted himself.

“You get used to it, learn to work around it." I responded, hoping to not burden Terrik too heavily as I unloaded my previously silent frustrations onto him.

“So you'd still do it all again?" Asked the wolven, something more than curiosity in his tone.

“Not like that… it was foolish in retrospect, but when I become a knight things will get easier, having your own locked room can do wonders." I had often considered such things, I had my suspicions to the knights own private shames, it only seemed they were better able to hide their perversions away.

“No rule can hold down a horny male, no matter his species." Terrik laughed.

“Got that right." I chuckled back, feeling more relaxed having gotten that all off my chest, a weight held inside for years.

Looking to him I realized too late my eyes were wandering again. Tracing over the well defined shape of Terrik's sheath as it stood from his groin, tuffs of fur breaking along the edges of his form to accentuate the lithe masculine shape of his bare body.

Silence held between us as I looked back to Terrik, his sheath seemed even wider now as he lounged against the rock. He was still smiling, possibly remembering some past encounter.

Yet again I gazed upon him, his lithe masculine form drawing me in as he so candidly presented his inhuman genitalia to my eyes. How many times must he have had sex, grunting, moaning or whatever wolven do when they reach their peaks, so many mouths and paws pressed onto that plump organ as he and his male flings drove one another wild with their wanton lust and careless passions.

Looking up from Terrik's groin I met his eyes, low and focused towards me. Just bellow I saw his muzzle crack into a long smile, sitting back as he lounged against the rock, legs spreading as he returned my gaze.

“Hello, handsome..." He called out, coyly cocking his head to the side as the smile held.

“Hello…" I returned, staring with wide eyes as I saw the excitement in the wolven male, and the plan that was unfolding.

“So… Warren… Would you like to have some fun?" Terrik smiled, his signals clear as day.

I stared back to the nearly feral eyes looking to me across the dying fire, his erection was even more visible from his plump sheath, his excitement growing before my eyes. For the first time in my life sexual pleasure was so close, so easy. This was no joke, all I needed to do was say yes and it would happen. The company of a willing male who seemed more than eager to participate in what we had both been thinking about.

Momentarily I hesitated, he wasn't even human, I didn't even know what to expect from his body. But the curiosity that had been building was too much, I had to see what this male had to offer, he seemed very attractive, very experienced. The swelling arousal in my loins demanded I give this a try, and damn the consequences, I would never get such an opportunity again.

“Yes… I would like that..." I said, fidgeting a bit as my nerves came back, now feeling things moving forward to an inevitable, and still unknown end.

Terrik smiled wide as he reached up and started undoing the straps to the gear on his limbs, dropping the knife and other items onto the ground as he was relieved of their simple burden.

“I've never been intimate with a human, you get to be my first." Terrik cracked, smiling as he began to rise.

“Terrik… You have to promise that you won't tell anyone… even your friends… No one can know." I nervously asked, hoping to reinforce how important it would be this never got out, I would be as good as dead otherwise.

“Whatever happens here, stays here." Terrik confidently announced, standing up. He had only removed the small straps and pockets across him but he now seemed even more bare, all his fur on display with only the pendant hanging against his chest.

Terrik casually walked as his heavy sheath bounced with more effort than before. Hanging more forward with the added weight. I was almost hypnotised by the bobbing motion as he approached and sat at my side.

“Oh… I probably should.." I stammered, realizing I needed to remove my own clothing.

Unfastening the ties around my collar I breathed out, focusing as I contemplated what I was about to do. Caught between excitement and fear.

“Relax Warren, take your time, you are safe here." Terrik spoke, sitting back patiently as he gave me room to undress.

I finished lifting the tunic over my head, breathing out as I felt the night air touch my skin. Around my neck hung a silver star with four points, a holy symbol of my people. It gave me a moment of pause, but only a moment as I focused my mind on the here and now.

Looking to my side Terrik sat quietly, his tail slowly wagging against the rock as we sat. His eyes were kind and patient, smiling back as he waited for me to settle.

Feeling steadied I unfastened my belt, feeling the fabric loosen around my waist before my hands fell to the brim.

With a slow breath I pulled down, bringing my pants and underwear down my legs in one swoop. Kicking briefly I guided the clothing to sit on the boots which had been discarded earlier.

I now sat nude myself, half erect member struggling to point higher as my attention turned back to Terrik. I couldn't help but feel anxious being fully exposed like this. The eyes of a hungry beast falling to my groin.

“Im sorry, Im not used to exposing myself like this..." I fidgeted, the night air surrounding me, cold stone against my bottom.

“You look great, don't worry." Terrik spoke as he reached out and put his paw on my back, touching me encouragingly. In another moment his paw moved, large pads pressing into me as he felt my skin.

His other paw reached out and touched my arm as I raised it cooperatively into his curious paw. He stared and slowly traced along the skin, watching as the hairs on my arm moved under his touch. He seemed spellbound, slow motions exploring my strange, furless body.

Curious myself I reached my hand down and touched his leg, fingers sinking into the soft fur as my digits spread. I was slow, digging into the fur before I felt the skin underneath against my fingertips. His coat was thicker than it appeared from afar, a soft bed of fur I was now combing my fingers into.

“Your so soft..." I observed, gently leaning into him as our shoulders met, more fur brushing against me.

“And you're so smooth." Terrik fired back, laughing lightly as our mutual explorations continued.

Terrik leaned down and put his nose to my shoulder, sniffing and huffing. I had heard wolven used their noses to greet one another, their sense of smell able to uncover so much. He kept exploring me with his nose, tracing across my body as he seemed pleased with what he found.

The erection between my legs was nearly full, the closeness and gentle touches now tracing down my chest, forceing my heart to beat faster as the heat between us rose.

Feeling bolder my hand lifted and traced over the surface of Terrik's fur until I found his inner thigh, moving slower as I neared his groin.

“Go ahead." He encouraged, widening his stance a little as I gently moved in.

My fingers traced across the supple fur of his groin until I felt the shape of his sheath sliding under my digits. Tentatively I let my hand fall around his organ, a strange warmth coming from the male's body.

Terrik's own paw moved to my groin, his large digits stroking across my penis. I too widened my stance as our arms rubbed against one another, crossed as we touched one another's groins.

My hand moved up the shape, feeling a firming bump at the base of the pouch along with the whole penis within. Wide eyed I gripped around the furry sheath. It was large, filling my hand as I gently pulled down. I moved, trying to emulate my own masterbatorial motions on the non human genitalia.

I watched as each pull brought the red pointed tip a little out of the pouch. It was strange, the organ seemed smaller than expected with its inhuman shape. Feeling braver I squeezed, bringing a guttural moan from Terrik as he continued to stroke and feel me.

“Careful, don't get me knotted yet." He chuckled, it seems my squeezing was too much. So i backed off, letting go of the furry sheath as it still proudly jutted from the wolven male.

“I'm afraid I don't know what i'm doing." I admitted, not wanting to spoil anything for him. I didn't even know what he had meant.

“That's fine, want to start cuming first? I'd love to taste you..." Terrik whispered, his voice deeper and more aroused, mouth salivating at the thought.

My pleasured cock jumped in Terrik's paw, seeming eager as he smiled.

“Sure..." I answered, Letting out a long breath as I submitted myself to the wolven males attention.

My heart beat faster, watching as Terrik rose again, only to kneel in front of me, smiling while my erection bobbed before him. He reached out again, holding the base of my penis between his pads as he pointed it towards his mouth.

“I am far more comfortable taking you with my muzzle, these paws can be a little crude." Terrik remarked, licking his lips as I sat spellbound. The wolven beast brought his sniffing nose to my groin.

I could almost hear the thumping in my ears as Terrik's breath washed over my firm member, nose sniffing as he sampled the scent of my manhood. The anticipation was intense, watching him get lost in my scent, paw slowly moving as my skin flexed under his touch. By his pleasant expression he seemed to quite enjoy the novel smells of a human so intimately. My hands held to the side, not wanting to interrupt Terrik's pace. His paw moved a bit more, watching as the skin of my member slid back a bit, revealing more of my sensitive head.

I shuddered, feeling as my foreskin peeled back, his paw still moving. Smirking he observed and smelled me as I twitched in his grip. I had never seen anyone so enamored with my body.

“So different, but not so different at the same time." He quipped, eyes glancing up to me as I instinctively turned away, embarrassed at the direct eye contact from the male about to suck me off.

“Just relax, I'll take everything you got." Terrik smirked before his jaw opened, tongue reaching out as it fell to my hard member. The wet organ slid over my skin, warm saliva trailing before the tongue retreated only to return again to add more moisture to me. I shuddered as the tongue slid over my exposed glans, the smooth warmth making me quiver as its shamelessly pressed further.

"Mphhh..." I stifled back a moan, feeling the canine mouth against me.

Terrik took his time for the moment as I breathed deep, staring at the tongue slathering over my penis. His tongue was so long, reaching down my shaft and starting to curl around as he tasted me. His paw left my shaft, falling to my bare thigh as his other did the same.

It was an amazing feeling, for so long I had not even touched myself, and now a warm wet tongue was licking around me, each motion wobbling my manhood as Terrik eagerly pursued tasting every bit of me.

At the head of my penis a droplet of precum drooled down, my aching organ already begging for release as I nearly panted above the canine.

Terrik seemed satisfied with his explorations as he followed the trail of the droplet back up my shaft. I grunted, feeling his tongue lapping eagerly as he trailed up, ending on my head as he continued to lap at my tip.

“Uhh… oh… oh god..." I stammered blasphemously, feeling the lapping tongue not relenting as he continued to slap against my glans, each hit sending a jolt of overwhelming pleasure through me. His tongue was so smooth and warm, his motions so earnest and eager.

Terrik only looked up to me as I started breathing hard, biting my lip as my toes curled, lifting my heels from the ground. He seemed to have found the spot he was looking for, grinning even as I felt his lips engulf my head.

“Hah.. hahhhhhh……." I hissed, feet leaving the ground as I tensed, Terrik's lapping tongue pressing even harder as his paws held me down, spreading my thighs wide for his attentions.

My body strained as my toes continued to curl and tense. This was the most intense thing I had ever felt, he didn't even give pause, continuing his assault against my member. It was so warm, my whole head within his muzzle, enduring hit after hit of the canines tongue as he slathered and lapped over my exposed glans. Continued motions flicked against my retracted foreskin, manipulating me further as he lapped every drop from my leaky, aching penis.

My mouth held agape, breath struggling as my fingernails scratched into the stone under me. My ears could hear nothing but the lewd, wet canine tongue slapping and slurping around my cock.

Then I felt it, my mind too focused on each moment of pleasure to feel the massive climax barreling down upon me until it was too late.

In all my other experiences of pleasure things were always slow and deliberate, but now I was falling head first into an orgasm faster and harder than I could ever imagine. A great weight was pulling me down so quickly I had no time to brace myself, legs jumping as Terrik's tongue gave no pause.

“HGHHHH...OOHHHH UGHHH" I shouted, before quickly biting my lip out of habit, stifling my sounds as my eyes held wide, jaw clenching while I almost fell back over the rock, my balance wavering.

My vision blurred, pleasure exploding from my loins as it surged through me. My legs shook in the air, hands scrambling to keep myself upright as Terrik's paws held firm. I grunted, feeling light headed as my pleasure soared.

In his muzzle I could almost hear myself letting loose, cum splashing against his tongue as he lapped and smiled. I felt weak, body still shuddering as my pleasure ebbed down, only to surge back again for a moment as I shot another rope of cum into the wolvens muzzle. Encouraged by my pumping cum he moved further down, taking the whole of my penis in his mouth as that tongue lapped ever more.

I was dizzy, vision clearing as I struggled to breathe and stabilize myself. With bleary eyes I looked down, Terriks muzzle clamped onto my cock as he looked up coyly. he had been watching and smiling the whole time. All the while his tongue never ceased against me, passing over my head just as another spurt of cum dribbled from my aching member. I had just unloaded almost a months worth of pent up sexual frustration into Terriks muzzle, and yet he continued.

A pang of pain shot through me, Terrik's tongue continuing its direct assault against my glans as he pushed harder, seeming to want even more as my body protested. I hissed, body shuddering as my hand fell to his paw, my body crying out as my nerves struggled to recover.

“Stop, stop, too much!" I stammered out, breathing hard as my hands struggled to push him away.

Terrik immediately pulled back, letting my penis fall from his muzzle as I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Whats wrong? Did I hurt you?" Terrik spoke, ears flattening as he looked up at me plaintively.

“You need to give me a break.. I finished, why did you keep going?." I asked, speaking slower as my body settled.

“Oh? I've never been with a human, I was not expecting that." Terrik apologized. I was a bit confused, how did wolven work if he thought I wasn't finished?

“I'm sorry I didn't last very long… You… you were so good at that..." I added, wanting to let him know just how amazing that still was.

“You seemed to enjoy it." Terrik smirked as he usually did, but now my wet cock was bobbing in front of him, a string of semen and spittle dripping from his mouth before that long tongue swooped it back into his lips.

I stared at my penis, a slick shine covering it as my glans dripped with a last vestiges of my seed. I never felt so fulfilled, the ground shattering climax having pulled so much out of me.

“You can keep licking… just be gentle" I smiled, my body still echoing with the heavy crash through intense pleasure I had just experienced.

Terrik's tongue came to my fading erection once again, this time lightly licking the tip as he tested my endurance. I breathed out, able to relax as Terrik's gentle motions successfully soothed me. My erection was wavering, but still fighting for another go as Terrik carefully cleaned me in the manner canines do. I almost didn't notice my own hand falling to his head, petting across his cheek as he slowly licked. His face was so smooth and soft, my fingertips finding his large ear as I felt its fluffy skin between my fingers. Terrik's eyes flashed up to me as I pet him. Flustered I withdrew, realizing I had not even asked permission to pet him like that.

“Sorry.." I said, letting my hand fall back to the rock as Terrik finished, letting my drooping penis fall from his lips.

“Don't worry, it feels great, never hesitate to show how you feel." He said, giving that smirk again as he sat back. I still felt uneasy, choosing to stay my hand as we both settled from the activity.

“So… Do you want me to… well I dunno..." I asked, realizing I was a bit clueless on what he would want.

Terrik still kneeled in front of me, now leaning back and letting me see his own masculinity, the sheath full as the red tip peeked out.

“You don't need to, Warren, only do what you are comfortable with, I am more than happy handling it myself." He said, waiting for my response.

“No, I want to… But I don't know what to do with that thing..." I chuckled, looking to the inhuman genitalia I now realized I had little clue to the operation of, I didn't want to hurt him accidently or ruin the moment.

“I'd be happy to teach you, my cock isn't that complicated." Terrik laughed, standing as I remained sitting. One paw scratched at his muzzle for a moment while the other adjusted his hefty sheath, he seemed to be considering how best to proceed.

“You're more comfortable with your hands, right?" Terrik asked.

“Yeah, these hands have experience." I smirked before nervously laughing and wiggling my fingers.

“Ok, I'd love to feel you give me a good going over..." Terrik grinned, a heavy air of arousal exuding from him.

“Sit up a little more on the rock." He commanded. I quickly scooched back, widening my legs as I saw him turn about and sit right in front of me.

“Don't be shy." He spoke, moving back against me as I tentatively pressed into his furry back. His tail was lifted to the side, sticking from between us as I felt the massive furred body against my bare chest. I held gently onto his sides, fidgeting a little as we both made ourselves comfortable.

My head was able to find a place over his shoulder as we both leaned slightly forward. Between us my spent penis nested into his lower back, the texture of fur filling my senses as I hugged around him. His paws lifted my own legs onto his, entwining the limbs as he guided our legs wider, letting his plump sheath stick out a little further.

“Let me know when you're comfortable." He spoke, long neck craning as he spoke softly to me. Strangely I felt unbelievably comfortable, his fur was as soft and warm as the most comfortable bed. I could feel his powerful lungs breathing in his deep chest, another sign of his bestial power. I don't think I had ever been so close to someone before.

“Now, reach down, feel me, treat my cock as you would your own, I'll guide you." The wolven whispered, his voice comforting and alluring.

I did as I was told, feeling my fingers trace over the soft fur of his groin before settling to the plump sheath and closing my hand around it.

I was slow, tracing a finger over the top as I felt the flesh under my fingers. A small bit of moisture was felt around his tip, the red point jutting high. I was unsure if I should even touch it, it seemed so raw and bare, so I let my hand slip down.

Stretching out my thumb and index finger I felt Terrik's canine sheath slide against my hand, the soft fur and ample flesh caressed against my digits. I felt Terrik's paw fall to my hand, gentle and soothing as he moved along with me, encouraging the exploration.

“Yes, tease me a little... " He cooed, smiling as he allowed my motion to continue.

“Reaching his base I felt him wobbling, the strait firm shaft shifting as I touched that bump again."

“Feel that? That's my Knot.. Its deep inside… waiting to be let out..." He whispered, the breathy voice nearly in my ear as my fingers felt the firming bulge.

“But let's move back up..“ Terrik said, guiding my hand up his sheath as I continued to trail, feeling the warm fur and heavy organ. It was so strange, but undoubtedly arousing, feeling the almost alien but undoubtedly male body of the canine, its form and feel so different to my own.

“Feel my sheath… ready to be drawn back..." He whispered, voice full of lust, of need.

My fingers grew more bold, reaching the peak as I felt the red tip of his penis brush against my finger. It was hot, and wet, a light throb coming from deep within as I touched. Just bellow I felt a ring of dark, smooth skin, gripping around him, the entrance of his sheath, holding the weapon within.

Encouraged I pressed against it, feeling it give way as my finger slipped into the tight ring of skin.

“Oooo… thats really nice..." Terrik cooed, arching against me as I plunged into the furry pouch. Inside I felt heat wash over my finger, sinking deeper into the moist sheath, feeling his feral penis as I slid down. I watched as the sheath stretched, making way for my finger as Terrik moaned lightly against me. His own paws were more cumbersome than a humans, perhaps I had found an advantage I held over this lustful beast.

It was amazing to feel his arching against me, losing himself to my touch as I traced over the ring of his sheath with another finger.

“Ohh… those fingers..." He moaned, muzzle hanging open as he breathed a little heavier. His paw held onto my hand, quivering slightly as I saw beads of precum dripping from his tip. I could feel it dripping down over my fingers, the ample liquid making my explorations easier as the space within his sheath became tighter and tighter.

“Nghh… you need to unsheath me... quick." Terrik pleaded. I saw the bulge at his base widening, the shaft growing firmer before I pulled out, leaving my fingers sticky and wet while his paw fell back to help guide me again.

“Pull down... pull all the way down!" He breathed out, gasping as he guided me. Obediently I took hold of the furry flesh of his sheath, index finger and thumb unable to touch around his ample girth.

As his paw guided I slid the skin down, watching as the long, red shaft slipped into view. Terrik only grunted, pulling me down further as his body stretched back against my chest. His tongue was starting to hang from his muzzle, spittle dripping down as he began to pant.

The red organ stood high, jutting from his groin before I felt a snag, hitting the firming bulb at the base of his penis. I saw his sheath stretching wider, struggling for a moment as I hesitated, Terrik's hips now pushing up to aid his desperate escape.

“Pull!" He begged, his paw pushing me the rest of the way.

I watched in awe as the sheath stretched wider, struggling desperately for a moment as it showed the full shape of the bulb. Then it popped down, revealing the whole of his bright red organ to my eyes.

“NHHGHHhh..." He moaned loudly, cock now wobbling free.

His size was impressive, especially the swelling bulb at his base. I saw a thin squirt of fluid fly from his tip, its momentum powerful as it landed somewhere by the fire.

Before I could take it all in I felt Terrik's paw grow even more desperate, quickly guiding me to the firming bulb as he grunted out.

“SQUEEZE! Squeeze me hard!" He gasped desperately. His voice was faltering, the normally calm and confident wolven begging me for more as his body writhed at my touch.

I eagerly did as I was told, my full hand wrapping around the bulb as my fingers tightened, pulling him into a near death grip as I too felt his desperation flowing over me.

Under my fingers I felt the wet, smooth texture of his canine organ. As i squeezed I felt him pulsing, an absolutely lurid feeling as I watched the massive organ in my hand shoot fluid into the air. The feeling was absolutely astounding.

Terrik arched against me as I held tight, our legs spread even wider as the wolven male strained to push against my hand, almost thrusting as he tensed and quivered.

“Just… like that… oh…..." He huffed, struggling like a puppy in my grip.

My eyes grew wide, watching as his cock grew even larger, the strain and space between my fingers growing wider as each pump of his organ left him even larger and firmer. The delicate point of his penis had grown wider, a strange shape about its dimpled surface, a long point still delivering intermittent gushes into the air.

I realized my own mouth was open, panting just as Terrik did above me. My eyes held on his organ, fingers holding tight as my other hand joined in, gripping even harder onto the knot that was sending Terrik into such a pitched fit of pleasure.

I had never seen anything so amazing, his penis now significantly larger as I felt the firmness of the organ grow rock hard, yielding no more even as my fingers pressed in, feeling every strong pulse of his organ.

I had never felt anything so masculine, so powerful. This wolvens bestial nature was so alluring, each motion of his shameless lust growing more desperate by the moment as my fingers sent him reeling. Slowly I traced over the strange skin of his cock, feeling how taught and full he was, nearly bursting as he throbbed in my grip.

“Dont… dont let go… oh… ohhh… OHHH!!!!!" Terrik shouted, trembling as his paws fell to my arms, hugging desperately as I felt his rock hard organ pulsing harder as he came.

Even more of his fluids shot from the tip, arcing high as his pleasure came to a peak. I simply continued to hold with both hands, gripping hard as I let my fingers slide against his hard flesh, each stroke seeming to push him a little higher as he grunted in front of me.

“Oh.. ohh…. hold me…. Ohh.." He repeated, nearly lost as his tongue slapped about his muzzle, hanging as he gasped into the air.

Watching as the spray from his tip grew slower and thicker I felt him settling, still breathing hard as his rear fell back to the rock. Pushing against me his paw stroked slowly over my hand, affectionately thanking me as I held firm, having not been told to do anything else.

Amazingly I could still feel him pulsing under my fingers, his impressive canine cock as hard and eager as ever.

“Here.." Terrik spoke, eyes closed as he breathed out. I could still hear an air of arousal and pleasure in his voice, it seems his fun was not yet over.

He guided one hand off of his knot, bringing me to cup it just in front of his squirting tip.

I felt the next spurt hit against my palm, the stream thin and powerful as I let another and another form a small pool of cum before Terrik guided me back.

“Keep me wet…." He whispered, guiding me to deposit the fluids over his cock. My other hand joined in, slathering over the knot as my fingers slid in the new slickness.

“Your fingers… are amazing." He breathed out, feeling me working my tips into him, almost massaging the throbbing organ between his legs.

“You are really… really big..." I stammered, eyes still fixed on the organ as my hand made another trip to his tip to spread more of his fluid over my hand. My hand couldn't even fit around his knot, struggling to contain the massive bulge of raw, pulsing flesh.

“First time seeing a knot? Its great isn't it..." He smirked. To me it felt like an understatement. I was still in awe at this male's cock, his sexual power and alluring exotic lust pulsing through us both.

Feeling eager to impress him more I felt along the base of his cock, coming to a hard bit of flesh hidden under his retracted sheath. Pushing the soft flesh of the sheath back I felt the soft fur against one side and hard cock flesh on the other. The hard stem under the knot settling between my fingers I closed my hand, gripping him from behind as my motions were met with another long moan from the wolven male.

“Ohh thats the spot..." Terrik moaned as my other hand slid up and down his shaft like I would my own. In another moment I ran my finger slowly over his tip, feeling smooth little bumps along the edges as one finger hovered over the tip, blocking the next shot of cum as the pressure sent it spraying all over. And Still Terrik writhed in my grip, feeling some exquisite delight as I worked him from both ends.

Across my chest I felt his furry body still breathing against me, making me lean closer as my chin fell onto his shoulder, our bodies curling in as he jutted himself forward to give me better access. I was covered in sweat, the warmth of the day adding to my exertions as I felt sticky all over, panting too.

With both hands I let my fingers move rapidly, almost tickling over the tip and knot as I breathed deep, eyes focused on his organ as I sank willingly into his fur. I smiled as I held Terrik in such a pleasured position, returning the earlier favor with equal enthusiasm.

“You like my cock?" Terrik whispered, his warm breath against my cheek.

“Oh Yes..." I moaned, feeling my own member struggling amongst his fur as It rubbed, already hard again.

“I like yours too.." Terrik smirked, giving his usual joking demeanor before he breathed out, falling back into pleasure.

Bellow my hands still worked, marveling at his stamina as he remained rock hard. He kept squirting against my hand, his contributions dripping back down over himself. The male groaned as my arms reached around him, fondling him eagerly as his pleasure continued.

Looking up I saw Terrik's muzzle hanging close, his eyes just opening as we made sudden eye contact. I stared back, watching as his low lids held on me, long tongue panting as his wide lips held so close. I felt the urge to press myself against him, but I resisted, letting my eyes fall back to his organ.

Terrik sighed long and hard, feeling his large lungs heaving against my chest. I absentmindedly combed my hand over his chest, feeling his long fur against my palms as I gripped his knot with the other. I realized that my head was settled into the crook of his neck, hugging close.

Terrik's chin fell against my head, snuggling up against me as he breathed lustfully.

“Your hard again..." Terrik smiled, feeling my still hard member pressing against his back.

“Yeah..." I responded. Too timid to ask if he would help.

“Want me to take care of it?" He spoke, grinning muzzle right against me.

“If you want… you don't need to..." I still spoke tentatively. Without hesitation Terrik slid his paw to his own knot, urging me to let go. I almost refused, still wanting to feel his organ in my grip, but my own body was begging for attention again.

I watched as the wolven cradled his squirting cock in one paw, kneeling again as my spread legs welcomed him back.

Watching him approach my bobbing erection I was reminded just how different our bodies were. My now seemingly plain manhood waiting for another go in Terrik's muzzle, against that powerful tongue. He seemed more cautious this time, waiting for my instruction.

I reached down, handling my member as I gently stroked.

“Go easier at first, let me enjoy it before speeding up for the finish… I'll let you know when I am getting close." I instructed, standing up as I positioned myself better on splayed legs, letting Terrik sit straight up in front of me.

I peeled my foreskin back again, exposing the head fully as he watched patiently, tail wagging behind as he waited for my cock.

“The head here is the most sensitive, just leave the skin over top until I get more heated." I instructed, pushing my foreskin back over the head hopefully letting me last a little longer in his muzzle.

Pointing my cock towards Terrik's muzzle, he gently leaned forward, accepting my firm member smoothly and easily.

He pushed forward, holding me gently between his jaws as his tongue lazily circled me, only glancing against my head for a moment as I basked in the warmth of his mouth.

“Yeah… that's good." I moaned and let go, looking down as he gingerly took my entire member into his mouth, nose pressed to my groin and inhaling through my pubic hair. His paws held onto his own knot, cutely pushing his shoulders down as his able tongue did all the work.

Bellow I could hear the continued splashing of his cum against the ground alongside the muffled licking of his large tongue against my organ.

I breathed slowly and deeply, eyes closing as I savored the sensation I was too rushed to feel earlier.

The warmth and texture of his tongue around my whole cock, the feel of his warm mouth sliding gently against my covered glans, shifting the skin on each touch. The pleasure was sublime, and for once in my life I didn't need to watch my back, free to enjoy the carnal indulgence I had found myself in.

Terrik seemed more than happy to suckle on me for as long as I would let him, his lips still holding in a smile as we both basked in mutual pleasure, males seeing to one anothers lust in the privacy of the deep woods.

Eyes still closed my neck leaned back, gasping into the air as my legs widened a bit, feeling Terrik pushing me against the roof of his long mouth. It was amazing how easily my entirety fit within his long muzzle. I moaned as I felt his tongue and lips pushing against me, flicking back my foreskin within his dexterous mouth.

Then his muzzle lifted higher as I looked back down, watching as he cradled the head of my cock, now uncovered in his curled tongue, showing it to me as I throbbed in his wet embrace. His eyes were low, deep in pleasure as we made eye contact. The awkwardness from before had faded, there's was too much pleasure coursing through me to care as I smiled back, gasping out a bit as I saw Terrik swallow me down again, feeling every smooth inch down his long tongue as he squeezed against me in the most delightful way.

I reached out, petting his cheek as we kept the eye contact. I had to admit he was very cute, perhaps it was just the pleasure he was giving me, or the animal appeal he held, but I felt more at ease than I could ever remember.

Tentatively both my hands fell to his head as I held him gently. Within I felt the tightening growing stronger in my groin.

“You can pick up a bit, I feel it coming..." I moaned, Terrik's tongue growing more bold.

“Ughhhh..." I moaned out, feeling him press against my glans, making me wobble inside his spacious maw.

My knees buckled slightly, feeling him licking strait against my head, only pausing for a moment before continuing. He looked back up to me, staring between my stretched arms as I nodded for him to continue, mouth hanging open shamelessly.

The pleasure surged as Terrik increased his efforts, tasting me deeply and earnestly.

My hips pushed forward, driving my member further into his muzzle and harder against his tongue. But I felt my orgasm struggling, still recovering from the earlier sudden climax.

But I was gonna cum again, right against this males wonderful tongue, let him drink me down as eagerly as any male ever could. My mind drifted back to only moments before when I had his throbbing cock in my own hands, I let the fresh memory push me further, my mind hazy with the feelings of sex and utter indulgence. We were both rock hard, swimming in sex.

This wolven was far more alluring than I had expected, his raw animalistic cock and its seemingly endless throbbing and squirting, his long capable tongue that was ready to lap up every drop of cum I could offer him. He was a sexual creature, lust and pleasure surrounding him as I too was pulled into the sinful embraces of this beast, and I loved it.

Within me I felt the tightening intensify, my legs bowing out as I carelessly humped forward, Terrik's muzzle following as I slid back and forth over his lapping tongue.

“I'm close… almost..." I breathed, gasping as I leaned over, losing my grip on his head as he moved on his own, lapping eagerly, awaiting my cum.

My glans was being slapped against his tongue, his drooling maw more than soaking me to the core as we both grew more eager by the moment.

“I'm gonna.. I'm gonna cum!" I gasped, having reached the point of no return as I felt the momentum winding up within me.

A single rope of cum launched down his muzzle before the tongue covered over my glans, pushing downward as I was trapped under his tongue, surrounded by pulsing wet heat as he flexed and lapped over me.

I unloaded the rest of my cum into the warm embrace as I filled the tight confines. Above I gasped and grunted.

“Oh yes.. Oh god yes!" I exclaimed, mouth hanging open as I took it all in, basking in another shuddering orgasm.

I managed to remain standing, hearing Terrik sucking me down as he moved my cock to lay upon his tongue. He had taken heed of my warning before, now only cradling me as his motions grew calmer and more soothing, slow laps against my head, collecting all he could.

I breathed out, chest rising and falling as I came down from the high, smiling like a fool.

“That was great..." I simply said, not sure how else to express myself.

I reached down and squeezed the base of my shaft, pushing forward as I drove the last drops of cum from my battered tip. Terrik smiled as he tasted the last of my cum and obediently sat back, still holding his own cock.

I sat back down on the rocks, sighing out as Terrik sat next to me again, doing the same as his large red member wobbled into the air.

“How long does that last?" I asked, marveling he was still erect.

“Depends how horny I am." He moaned, looking winded and tired.

“And I'm having a grand time.." He laughed, tongue lapping against his lips as he looked back to me.

I just smiled back, reaching out to touch his hard member again. Sliding over the still taut surface.

“Yeah… that'll add a few minutes...' Terrik grinned, still floating in his cloud of arousal and smirking nature.

I was still enraptured with his cock, seeking to touch all of it as the one hand and one paw took turns caressing the red mass of flesh. Terrik's other paw even reached for me, gently playing with my flacid member, still giving a sense of playfulness in his touch.

We sat for awhile longer, the both of us recovering from the exertions as our digits grew slower, beating hearts settling.

Eventually Terrik let the grip on his knot fall away, us both watching as the organ bobbed from him, pointing out before He adjusted his bunched sheath, letting his cock slip back into its pouch. I was amazed seeing the impressive organ retreat back into its now seemingly modest sized sheath.

“That was amazing, you are so good with those hands.. Best yank i've had in a long time.." Terrik turned, breaking the silence as my own cock hung flaccid.

“And that tongue... is divine..." I chuckled back, turning to meet his gaze as a paw suddenly fell to my shoulder.

“How's it feel to let loose? No rules to worry about out here." The wolven encouragingly spoke. I couldn't help but feel initiated in some way, now more bonded to the male I was going to be spending a long time with. This kind of direct physical touching would have made me nervous weeks ago, but now I smiled as I felt his confident paw against my nude back, I can trust him.

“Feels great." Was my simple, but apt response, smiling confidently.

I looked down to my own now flaccid penis, still slick with Terrik's slobber. And Terrik's own now wet sheath once again jutting from his groin. My hands were still coated in a sticky layer of his seed, wolven hairs now sticking to my palms after petting him.

“Satisfied and sopping wet, that's the signs of a good outing." Terrik laughed again, letting go of my shoulder as we sat.

Terrik leaned back again, seemingly showing off his body once again as he stretched out against the rock, propped up on his paws as he grinned back to me. Despite my past explorations I had not really found men attractive, but I was easily falling for this wolven, his lithe masculine body sleek and alluring as I took in the cute male, his muscles and limbs toned to perfection and holding a draw no man ever could.

“You know, I'd love to do this again, as long as you're up to it." He asked, almost as if that was even a question at this point.

“Yes… I'd very much like that." I answered, looking back eagerly to the cute wolven who I yearned to have fun with again already.

“Good, we can try some more stuff, It turns out I may be really into humans." He smirked. Looking back to the sky as he relaxed in the nude.

Between my legs I felt my flaccid cock throb at the thought. It would be a long time in these woods, time that I had feared before was now turning into something I was actually looking forward to.

I wanted to get my hands on that big canine cock again, maybe taste him like he did me. I could even smell his masculine scent in my nostrils, the stink of sex settling heavy in the air as even my less sensitive nose took it in.

I'm not sure about you, but I could use a rest." Terrik spoke, letting his body fall to the dirt below as he slid down. He stretched out, relaxing as his arms folded behind his head.

I took the cue aswell, grabbing my tunic as I bunched it up and lay on my back too, head resting on the clothing. I didn't even care that my butt was getting dirty on the ground, just huffing long and hard as I closed my eyes, the faint forest sounds echoing through the empty woods.

“Its funny how you can get a feeling about someone..." Terrik started to speak, trailing off a bit.

“What do you mean?" I asked, taking the bait.

“Years of explorations and sexual adventures gains you a knack for spotting a passionate male..."

“His scent, the way he holds himself, his voice, subtle ways he can present himself. All little clues..."

“Is that why you came back..?" I asked.

“No, I didn't even see it until we just talked, blame the species barrier." He chuckled.

“So why did you really come back?" I asked again, hoping to get some more of the truth out of him.

“You're right, there is more to it." He confirmed, sitting up a bit more as he leaned towards me.

“When we were traveling… I saw how they treated you, and noticed how you treated me."

“You were nice, when you didn't need to be, and still they always looked down on you, as if you weren't even there… that you did not matter.." Terrik was speaking to something I often felt, a simple errand boy for far more important men, I never seemed to earn respect, whatever I did.

“When I came back and saw them retreating, without you… I couldn't stand it… I just couldn't let them leave you behind..." He looked down, saddened as he recalled memories barely a day old.

“Dead or otherwise, I was going to find you... make sure you weren't forgotten, ignored."

“You.. you just didn't deserve that..." Terrik finished, almost sniffling a bit as he looked down, a new more vulnerable side of this wolven showing.

I stared back to Terrik, as inhuman as he was I could see how the words affected him, and in turn me.

“Terrik… I don't know what to say… You've saved my life. Thank you..." I spoke, face holding serious as I tried to show my gratitude. Yet it didn't feel like enough, without him I would be wandering these woods alone, aimless, frightened and doomed. If not for the wolven who wouldnt leave the lowly squire behind.

“Aww, don't mention it." Terrik huffed, smiling forcefully as he jumped back to his normally joking mood, trying to break the serious air that had fallen between us.

“It's better to travel with a partner anyway, especially one as passionate as you." He smirked, settling back down as the mood grew lazier.

Laying my head back down I smiled, knowing for once I was safe. We would make the rest of the trip in time, but for now I was going to enjoy this wolvens gracious company.

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Author's Notes: And there goes my first M/M story! Gotta love the male canines too.

I wanted to explore a male version of Fur and Skin: The Wolfess and dive back into that world. Putting characters out in the wilderness together always makes a nice setup for fun, exploration and maybe some self discovery for a young man.

This is going to be a short series, I have a few more chapters planned so let me know what you thought of the story and stay tuned/watching!