Predator and Prey
Story by HomeTome on SoFurry
James is being terrorized by Lyle the Hyena! But was that truly what was happening?
My body quivers with fear as I stand before Lyle, the spotted hyena. During my last year of high school, he suddenly appeared and terrorized me. Whenever I found myself alone, he would forcefully pin me against a wall and make unsettling remarks about my scent, expressing his desire to taste me. The knowledge that I am being hunted by a predator is genuinely horrifying. Despite my attempts to evade him by altering my route or concealing myself, he always managed to track me down with his keen sense of smell.
And now, here we are. Lyle has me pinned against the wall, his gaze fixed intently upon me, but his previous trademark grin has been replaced with a scowl.
“Are you taken?" He asks, finally breaking the silence.
“Wh-What do you mean?" I stammer in confusion.
“Is that why you've been ignoring my advances?"
I am completely bewildered. What advances? What is he talking about?
“I'm lost here," I admit.
He lets out an exasperated sigh. “You're still playing hard to get, huh? Fine. I see I haven't made myself clear enough."
Is this how it's going to end? Devourings have become rare in recent times, and yet I'm about to become the first in my town. I prepare myself for Lyle to sink his teeth into my neck, but to my surprise, he presses his lips against mine instead. Pinned against the wall and unable to move, I feel him push in even closer as his tongue dominates the kiss.
I'm completely caught off guard, and all I can do is stare at him with wide eyes as he smirks and then pulls away after licking my cheek.
“I told you I wanted a taste, and it was better than I imagined." He glances down to see my erection. “Hmm? I didn't know you were gay, James."
My face runs red. “T-That's just a... Fear boner!"
He chuckles. “You're adorable. So, let me ask you again. Are you seeing someone?"
My mind is racing as I try to process the situation. I've never been in a romantic relationship before, and I don't really identify as gay or straight. I simply like who I like. But that's not important right now. Was Lyle flirting with me this entire time? I had no idea! I was convinced that he was going to kill me!
“Wait, so you weren't bullying me all this time?"
To my surprise, Lyle looks genuinely taken aback.
“No, why would you think that?"
I wonder if this is just how all hyenas flirt; I don't know much about the mating rituals of different species. It's clear he is genuine, and I feel foolish for having misunderstood his intentions.
“Um, I'm not taken, but can we take things slow and get to know each other first?"
Lyle tilts his head. “You mean like a date?"
“Yeah. Don't hyenas date?"
“Not really. We just go for it." He chuckles. “But I've done my homework, and I'm all for dating first. Want to go out this Saturday? We can hang at my place."
I nervously agreed, “S-Sure."
Lyle places his index finger under my chin and leans in, planting a soft kiss on my lips.
“Until then," he says before walking away.
I can feel my heart racing as Lyle walks off, leaving me standing there, trying to make sense of everything. All this time, I thought he was just bullying me, but now it seems he was interested in dating. I can't believe I misjudged him so badly. As I sit there, my face still flushed with embarrassment, I reflect on all the times I've seen Lyle around school.
He was always a model student, never causing trouble or bullying anyone. And now that I think about it, there were moments when I caught him staring at me with a look of longing in his eyes. I feel terrible for jumping to conclusions about him based on his species and his punk rock style. I know I need to make amends and show Lyle I'm sorry for misjudging him.
I want to start fresh and make things right between us. Perhaps bringing a small gift as a peace offering on our date could be an excellent way to show him I'm sincere.
The moment has arrived. Even though Lyle hadn't talked to me since we made our date, I saw him smiling at me from a distance. Now, I wait for him outside with a special gift in my backpack. I spent a lot of time researching the appropriate present for a hyena, and surprisingly, it's a large bone. According to what I read, it taps into their ancestral instincts, and they become ecstatic when they eat it.
It's a wonder how such a colossal bone even fits in my backpack, but I'm all set for this date! Suddenly, I feel someone hug me from behind, and Lyle rests his muzzle on my shoulder.
“Have you been waiting long?"
“N-No, I just got here."
He chuckles. “You smelled really good today. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I like it."
“Thank you." He probably smells the bone. “Are you ready?"
He lets go of me and grabs my hand. “Of course."
I just follow Lyle as he leads the way. I hope this all goes well.
Lyle strides into his home, and I follow closely behind.
“Mom, I'll be in my room!" He announces.
“What's the rush?" a deep voice questions from the kitchen. I glance over and see a towering female hyena with an intimidating presence. Female hyenas are typically larger and stronger than males, but this one seems particularly imposing. She turns her attention from Lyle to me, her smile revealing sharp teeth. “A humie? Well, well," she remarks.
“This is my date," Lyle interjects, pulling me along.
“Nice to meet you," I greet her politely as Lyle ushers me into his room and shuts the door.
He exhales audibly. “Dodged a bullet there."
“What do you mean?" I ask, perplexed.
“She has a thing for humans," Lyle explains, rolling his eyes. “Must run in the family."
As Lyle settles onto his bed, he pats a spot next to him, and I take the cue to join him. But before we start the date, I must apologize and give him the gift I bought.
“Lyle, I want to apologize for thinking you were bullying me. I was wrong," I say, my voice laced with sincerity.
He dismisses it with a wave of his hand. “It's okay. I should have been more direct with you from the start."
Despite his words, I still feel the need to give him it. I take off my backpack and pull out the bone I spent hours researching.
“I still want to give you something as a gesture of my apology."
As he takes the bone from me, I see a glint of recognition in his eyes.
“So, that's why you smelled so good today."
He gazes at the bone with a trance-like expression but wastes no time chomping it down like a twig. It's astounding how powerful their jaws are. He devours the entire bone within minutes, seemingly in a state of euphoria. Once it's all gone, he snaps out of it and grins at me.
“You've done your homework. Thank you."
“Again, I'm sorry." I reach over and clear some bone fragments that were left on the side of his mouth.
“Seriously, James. It's alright." He rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. “I wasn't sure what to think about you. If you were taken, not into beastborn or just straight. We both could've done stuff right, but let's put that behind us for now." He smiles. “Do you like playing games?"
“Yeah!" I say with a new level of excitement that throws Lyle off. “I like all types of games. Do you have a console or PC?"
“I have an xbone. If you want to play." Lyle offers.
“Sure. Got any fighting games? I'm pretty good at Smash Doge."
“Let's see what you got."
Lyle is dumbfounded as he rests his head in his hands in utter defeat.
“How are you so good?" He says. “I can't even chip damage on you."
I laugh nervously. “I play a lot of online at home."
He falls onto his back with an exhausted sigh. “I'll admit it; I never stood a chance."
I'm about to say something, but there's a knock on his door.
“Sweetheart! I've brought some snacks for you and your cute humie friend!"
He groans under his breath. “Just leave it by the door!"
“Come on now; it's rude not to properly introduce him to your mother."
I look at Lyle. “What's the worst that could happen?"
He huffs. “You asked for it."
He gets up, and I note how he stands to the side of the door before opening it. Faster than I could register, I felt myself being embraced, and a powerful breath took in my scent.
“Hello there!" I look up to see it's Lyle's mom who is holding me as she smells my hair. “You're quite the looker and so young."
“T-Thank you," I say, unsure how to approach this situation.
“Where are the snacks, Mom?" Lyle asks.
“Silly me." She looks at Lyle. “I left them on the kitchen counter. Can you bring them here?"
Lyle looks at me briefly. “I tried to warn you. I'll be back in a sec."
I can't call him for help as he leaves for the kitchen. Alright, I'm on my own, and I need to play this right. Thankfully, I've come fully prepared! I didn't just buy Lyle a bone for an apology; I also brought one for his parents as a gift! I manage to squeeze a hand free and grab my backpack while Lyle's mother nuzzles me.
“I've brought a gift for you," I say to grab her attention.
Her eyes shine. “A gift for me?"
I nod, working the bone out and showing it to her. However, her happy attitude ends up turning sultry.
“My, my, my..." She almost purrs. “It's been quite some time since I've had one of these."
I watch as she leans forward and wraps her mouth not only around half the bone but also my entire hand. I gulp heavily as I feel her teeth graze me, but then her tongue wraps around my hand a few times before lifting the bone away as she leans up and snaps the bone with ease. It took Lyle time to eat his, but she made short work of it, never turning her gaze from me the entire time.
“Thank you, James." She nuzzles me again. “I have some work to do but don't hesitate to visit again. I love company."
It's just in time, too, as Lyle walks back into the room, watching his mother go, but she pauses and pats him on the head before closing the door behind her. He sighs as he looks at my shocked expression, my hand dripping wet.
“What happened?" He asks, confused.
“I gave her a bone."
His eyes widened. “You what?!"
“I-I bought one just in case I met your parents... I thought it would buy me time."
He facepalms, setting the snacks down. “...James... How far did you look into giving a Hyena a bone?"
I think back. “Well, it said it was a great gift idea for males."
“Yeah, and what about females?"
I'm confused. “Is there a difference?"
“Yes! Giving a bone to a female is almost like asking them on a date!"
“B-But... I don't know that!"
He sighs, shaking his head. “I know... I'll have to talk to her later. She probably knows you didn't mean it either, but she loves the idea of being courted by a human, and you pretty much just made that dream come true."
I swallow a lump in my throat. “Oh man, there's so much I don't know. What if I end up offending her without knowing it?"
Lyle grabs a towel and helps clean the saliva off my hand. “It's fine, James. She's just messing with you. As long as you don't start playing back, she'll understand. Again, I'll talk to her later." He grins. “After all, you're my human."
Without hesitation, he presses his lips against mine. I kiss him back for the first time, and it's rather exciting. I've never kissed a beastborn before, and while his lips are soft, I can feel the smaller whiskers on his lip too. We both pull away, and I can see his large smile as he sits and leans against me slightly.
“You know, for a first date. This wasn't half bad." Lyle compliments.
“Well, we mostly just hung out," I add.
“Yeah, and that's fine. I mean, would you want to date someone you can't just hang with?"
“I guess not."
He looks over at his clock. “We were playing that game for a long time. You wanna head home?"
I pick up the controller and wave it a bit. “One more round?"
He laughs. “Sure, I can let you beat me up one last time."
Lyle and I have been dating for months now. Everyone knows, and things have been interesting ever since. I've hung out with Lyle, met his friends, and have been doing my best to understand Beastborn. He's even met my parents, and being with him has been the most fun I've had in my life. If I regret anything, it's not picking up on his signals sooner.
This brings me to today. Lyle has been acting differently. He's become reserved and distant. Whenever I wave at him or try to be near, he'll quickly walk away. I'm not the only one to notice this, either. He's pushed everyone away, and after talking to his friends, they gave me a few hints on the issue. After some study online, I understood that Lyle was currently in rut.
I fully understand what will happen when I go to his place, but I don't care. I intend to help him in the only way I know how. So after a short trip, I'm standing in front of his house. Walking up to the door, I knock a few times, but no one answered. Checking the driveway, I see that his mother's car is gone. Swallowing hard, I turn the handle and find it unlocked. Entering inside, everything is quiet, but I close the door behind me as I make my way to Lyle's room.
I try not to make a sound as I can hear Lyle inside talking to himself. “Just calm down, dammit! Just a few more days."
I knock on the door, and something slams against it. “Not now, Mom!"
“Lyle, it's me," I call back, and I hear him gasp. “Can I come in?"
“N-No! Just give me a-a week, okay?"
I came here for a reason, so I steel my nerves, turned the handle, and let myself in. Lyle has his back pressed against the wall as he sits in the farthest corner of his bed from the door. He's panting laboriously as he looks at me. I enter his room without a word and close the door, locking it. His gaze is locked on me while I walk over and sit on his bed.
This look he has now was very much like a hungry predator, but little did he know that he was the prey.
“You're in rut?" I ask.
“Y-Yeah," he admits. “So you get why you shouldn't be here, right?"
I look at him and pat the spot next to me. Shakily, as if taking all his strength, he sits beside me. He seems unsure about what I want, but I don't hesitate as I lean into a kiss. His eyes widen as I decide to act more aggressively, shoving my tongue into his mouth, but I don't stop there. I grope between his legs, and through his pants, I can feel his cock is already begging to be let out as I fondle him a bit.
When I pull away, he looks totally stunned.
“I want this too," I tell him. “So, are you going to take off your pants, or should I?" There was no hesitation as he dug his claws into his shirt and tore it off. I push him onto his back and hover over him. “What a bad boy," I state, pinning him down with a hand on his chest as I reach with my other to continue rubbing him through his jeans. “Are you that much of an animal that you can't help yourself?"
“Pl-Please, James." He pleads, a whine leaving him.
“Only good boys get a treat. Are you a good boy?" I taunt.
He nods. “Y-Yes!"
I scoff as I get off him and take off my shirt and pants. He's now drooling slightly, but I get next to him in bed, so my cock is just in front of his face.
“Let's see how much of a good boy you are." I nod to my dick.
In one fluid motion, he takes my entire cock into his muzzle. He's so out of it that he's trying to not only suck my cock but also take in my scent, which leads to a funny situation where he is swapping between sucks and breathing. I can't even hold back my laughter. I wanted to play this out from a dom/sub thing, but this is turning out a lot different than I imagined our first time.
I pull my cock from his mouth as he begins to whine.
“Lyle, stop; if you keep making me laugh, the entire mood is going to be dead." I chuckle.
“I'm not trying to! I-I just want you so badly!" His ears lie flat as he's flushed with embarrassment.
“Just lie on your side," I instruct as he does so, and I spoon him. “I was hoping we could keep having fun, but I think if we don't get to the main part, you're actually going to maul me." I slide my cock under his tail and rest it against his hole. “Are you ready for this?"
He nods. “Of course. Just, you know, take it slow at first."
I reach my arm over and pull him closer to my chest. Without another word, I begin to slide into his tail hole. He tenses up immediately, and I pause for a moment before I feel him relax enough for me to slide further. Thankfully, his saliva is doing a lot of the lifting. The humor fades as pleasure sets in for both of us as his tail wags like a dog.
“You've been waiting for so long, huh?" I ask as I bite my lip while sliding further.
“Longer than I'd admit." He says almost breathlessly as I finally hilt.
I just hold Lyle close as we both try to adjust to all these sensations. The warmth, the wetness, how his asshole pulsates before relaxing. I bury my face into his neck and nuzzle him. This moment is just an overwhelming mix of so many emotions.
“I-I think I'm ready for you to move." He says.
“Okay." Pulling out slowly, his tail hikes up as his ass grips onto me the entire time. “Are you good?"
“Y-Yeah, don't stop."
Once only my cock head is left inside, I take a deep breath and slowly push back in. Lyle exhales and begins to pant heavily. This time, it wasn't as challenging to hilt, so I pulled out faster this time before pushing back in. With each thrust, his body relaxes as I hold him close. He is moaning openly now, whispering my name and various sweet nothings.
As I pick up the pace, he turns his upper body to the side and locks lips with me. We're both eager as our tongues twist and swirl around the others as we try to get a taste. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see his cock pulsating, and I don't hesitate to grasp it and stroke him off. His moaning increases in volume, and his ass is so relaxed that I now pound into him.
Each time I sink in, he squeals in delight, but I can't even control myself as I hilt and cum inside of his ass. We were both at our limits, and I could feel his cum shooting out of his cock as it pulsated in my hand, a few ropes landing on my fingers as we stayed there for a moment, locked in a kiss. With a long strand of saliva, we move apart as Lyle lies his head down and tries to grasp his breath.
Finding his ass to be cozy and being really tired, I just remain buried inside and instead pull him as close as I can to my chest.
“How was that?" I ask.
“Better than I could've ever imagined."
“Should we get cleaned up before your mom gets home?"
He shakes his head. “She'll be back late. Let's just stay here for a while."
“Fine by me," I say as I stroke his chest. “Lyle."
“Yeah?"
“Thanks for being my boyfriend."
He laughs. “Just say 'I love you,' dork."
I can't help but laugh too. “I love you."
“Love you too, now let's get some rest. I'd like to try a few more things before my mom returns."
To think, a few months ago, I thought Lyle was trying to kill me. Now, here we are, and I wouldn't have it any other way.