FOREST4.TXT - M/M/M - Human/Wolf/Deer/Horse - June 7, 2003

The Buck - Another Tale From Lambda Park 	
By SwampRat
(c) 1990 - The Brotherhood Of Pan 	
(cl) 2002 - Gay Furry Association


SwiftStream stood looking over the man-place. He had seen them before. Had heard their bang-sticks. Seen his brethren go down. But still he stood. For there Were others. Others who had brought good things to eat, had pointed strange things at him which made noises, but didn't hurt. They also pointed them at the FastGrounders. They were always careful with The Heat Beast. The BadOnes were not careful. They allowed the Beast out, and it ate ravenously. Trees, Chitters, FastGrounders, Even GrayBacks! Speaking of which... A howl came from behind him. Scrapings! SwiftStream doubted being a 3rd generation Monarch would weigh much against hunger. It was his second year of life. First time to have antlers. First time to want to mate.. Of course he would have to live that long Before worrying about females! The buck made his way down the hill, warily at first, then more haphazardly as the noises came closer. Perhaps the Man smell would drive them off. He got as close as he dared, waiting...

A snarl came from up the hill. Man! There would be more meat for the pack.. They came down in a quiet rush, circling the camp. SwiftStream didn't believe it.. They meant to kill both of them! He stepped into the blinding light. The male lifted a fore-leg, beckoning. For 3 days the buck had run. Into unfamiliar territory. Jumping fences, hedges, splashing through eddies, trying all his skills to shake the pack. Perhaps they had the madness upon them.. Who knew? The buck now nuzzled the palm, letting the man run a hand down his neck. Salt.. Wonderful stuff. He licked it off the strangely split hoof. The GrayBacks let themselves be known. They would die together then. The Man stood, And the deer snorted. He was a big male. Turned his back. Spread fore-legs like the BigHairs. Ah.. SwiftStream pressed his butt against the human. They would not get to his flanks without going through the creature. Besides, It felt good...

An itch ran under his tail, following the flex in his penis. What? There was no female here, just the scent of the Ma... Rut hit hard. He shook his antlers. Let them come! He would fight the entire world for his Right to mate with the Female... Male.. Whatever. A shape leapt up, met sharp spikes. Was tossed, bleeding back into the night. A howl of pain came from his rear. So, the Man also fought well. For some reason, this made the need increase. His testicles swelled, the tip of his cock peeked out of the white-furred sheath.

"Food.. You Want To Mate With Me?" A wolf snarled, grinning. "Shall I lap on your maleness before ripping it from your body?"

The buck snorted. "Come closer, GrayBack and I will give you a hoof to gnaw upon In the next life!"

He half-closed his eyes, rubbing his rump against the Male. Mmmm...

The animal ripped a piece of skin from his leg, and got a broken jaw for it. The tide was turning.. Now only a handful of the animals stood looking at the pair. They had eaten their fallen comrades, and waited to see if any more were to be given to the pack. The New Leader (As the Old one was first to go under the fangs) decided they weren't worth the effort. He growled respectfully to the Meat-Out-Of-Reach, and loped off, as did the others, careful to keep an eye on their own flanks, lest They become Dinner. The Buck had other worries. Bleeding, and tired, he wanted nothing more than to lay down and sleep. He looked into the water-colored eyes, felt the hooves on his flesh. Pressed his cheek against a smooth one. Together they collapsed into slumber. Amber eyes watched the two. He too had tasted the salt, but he had also lapped between the Male's legs before. He stood outside the circle of fire light, waiting. Too late to help in the battle, he now stood guard.

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Dawn came, with chittering birds, and pains.. SwiftStream grunted. What mountain fell on him.. A tongue slid wetly across his nuts. He opened his eyes and looked down, to stare into a pair of yellow ones.. A GrayBack?!? The Wolf grinned, took another slow lick at the wet testicles. Then nosed the startled deer.. SwiftStream shuddered. The animal rubbed it's muzzle against his penile sheath. A reddish cock-tip peaked out of the white hair. The buck gasped, as his maleness was coaxed into a warm mouth. The Grayback sucked hungrily on him, lying down. SwiftStream shook his head. That felt wonderful! An odor made his nose wrinkle.. Shoved his snout between the furred legs. The ball-sack was smooth, and he licked on it.

The animal moaned, and the lumps swelled. He moved his mouth down the sheath, to the slick penis. Here was the scent.. A drop of pre-cum shone on the pointed doggy-cock. He licked it off.. Mmmm. Old instincts came up, and he wrapped his tongue around the pulsating meat, dragging it into his mouth. The wolf shifted, and he swallowed it to the wide bumps on either side. Both animals were so engrossed in sucking on each other, they didn't notice the man had returned.

That is, until he grabbed 2 sets of nuts and mauled them. They both yelped, twisting under the fingers. Twin cocks spurted, cum flowing over busy tongues. The hands continued their contortions, heightening the animal's passion. Finally, they lay just enjoying the feeling a warm body being pressed intimately against them. The human had shed his furs, and now lay next to the Buck, stroking the mammal's side. The Wolf yelped, a tongue making him shudder. He pulled free, and leaped over the couple. Sank his fangs into the fleshy butt, with a snarl of lust.. Licked the teeth marks. The man laughed, and stroked the gaunt head. The animal bit him gently again, and made his way back to the forest.

The deer, on the other hand, was rubbing his rump against something fat, and long. The creature turned his head, stared into blue eyes.. He barely felt the cock slide under his tail. It pressed against his anus for a moment, then pried it open. The flared tip pushed in, followed by a thick penis. It wasn't until the crotch hairs twined with those on the underside of his tail did he take notice.

The buck coughed, shook his antlers, stretched his neck out in pleasure. The male's strange hoof stroked his legs. He licked the salty skin, wriggling his butt. He wanted to feel the maleness move within him.. A leg curled around his. Then the man pulled back. Thrust forward. Pulled out again.. Slowly at first, then as the animal arched his back, and shoved furred hips against the male, faster. Harder. Finally, the male rolled SwiftStream up, shoving fore-legs into the Buck's stomach, buggering him savagely. The mammal loved every moment, giving better than he was getting. The horny creature snarled in his ear, licked it.. And sticky semen splashed his intestinal walls. He groaned, milking the throbbing penis with strong internal muscles. They lay together, panting.. The buck waited until the male was through, and pulled free. A hoof stroked his head. He snorted, watching the furless butt wiggle past him.

He got up, followed it down to water.. The man squatted, washing himself off. SwiftStream drank a bit above his new lover. Then came down, and nuzzled the thatch of hair. The male turned, put a fore-arm around his neck.. and pressed it's short muzzle against his.. A familiar feeling spread across his body. Lust made his ears twitch. Then the man stood, walking up to the camp. SwiftStream watched the tail-less rump move with interest.. Hunger of a different kind reminded him he hadn't grazed in some time. He chomped in the lush grass, wandering around.. His nose bumped into another. The creature looked at him. It was big.. SwiftStream thought back.. Sometimes the Others sat on beings like this.

They made strange noises. He had paid them little attention.. Until Now! It stood, sniffing him. He wasn't sure what to do, so he went back to eating.. A wet muzzle shoved itself into his side. What? Thick lips clamped around his maleness. The buck jerked. The animal smelled of grass, and Heat Beast.. Something thick slapped against the furry belly. His nose drank in a smell..

Another Male! He bent, pressing his antlers against the wide side, tongue reaching for the huge cock. It slid along the flesh. Mmmm.. Better than Grass! The hind-legs moved, revealing a gigantic pair of nuts. The buck strained to reach them. But, the animal was not about to stop slurping on his own maleness long enough for him to do so.. And it's own was much too big to swallow. But, he could still lap on it! And so he did.. The hugeness jerked, SwiftStream barely had time to sink his teeth into the leathery tip before semen gushed into his mouth. A second glob hit his tonsils.. He swallowed, then convulsed, the creature warm mouth making his own swelled nuts ignite. Pleasure ran up his spine, as he gulped the sticky stuff pouring out of the maleness.

Neither animal stopped until the last slimy drops had been sucked out. The Buck's legs went out from under him, an he lay in the warm grass, as the creature took one last lick, then moved off. For the rest of the day, the deer avoided any contact with Anything resembling a male. His balls hurt just thinking about mating.. And found his lovers gone when he returned that evening.. But he remembered...

Remembered the male, the Big male, the GrayBack.. Cold was coming.. and he would have to move to lower ground.. But come Spring he would be back.. Back with other bucks for the male to teach.. To learn how 2 males may enjoy themselves. He saw a flash of gray, and trotted towards it.. If it was the Special GrayBack, then he would have some fun. If it wasn't.. Well there was a Female wolf who owed him a mating...

The End