These are short stories about the hot duration images and drawings that I have seen online in recent years. Half human and have beast creatures that the artist make so damned hot that it gets me as horny as with a real life male body. Not to mention how they are all so well endowed. It's called 'furnation' or 'furries' or whatever phrase us being used now a days.but but I feel such gorgeous creatures need to be celebrated.
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FurNation (Stag Slave (1)
... I have always been fascinated my the Stag men that I have run across in my life. These man beasts with the stunning features, those prominent horns on their heads and the awesome bodies that they all seemed to possess. Tall, muscular and with the greatest cocks and balls I have ever seen and had. Yes I am a stag whore. From the first time I was with one of these beasts I knew I had to be an exclusive stag slave.
I will start this with my first time back in my youth. In high school to be exact. I always knew I was gay. Just the sight of a good looking guy, or a nice body or arms or thighs. Especially ass and crotch. It was sexy and alluring to me. So if course when I was starting to get of age and began to discover sex I was immediately drawn to men or male creatures. And I had been with different types. But it was the stag guys. Like I said it was something about the horns and their features that drew me to them.
"Damn. So hot" I would say of them
The first was the coach of sports, Jacob something.
He was a stag man. Tall, muscled but thick.and had great thighs in those coach shorts he wore. Strong muscular and hairy. His arms were thick too. The horns in him pushing up and out over a foot and a half above his head. And not to mention how nicely packed his crutch was in those shorts. And obvious indicator of a nice dick. I had him for several different sports as I tried to be athletic. So I saw him more often than most teachers there. A d I would always steal glances at the hot man as he stood there before us before each phys-ed session. Feeling a tingle in my shorts as I looked at his beefy form.
"Fucking thighs are sex" I said to myself "Bet he is a hot guy to be with"
It was a few weeks into the year and in my second PE of the day, (late) that it happened. I was actually hooking up with one of the guys from the baseball team after class. Ted was his name. Normal guy (not a beast). He was hot and thick and we had been kind of doing it a few times prior to what happened that day. Hooking up after to get it on behind the bleachers. We had just started the fun, me on my knees and blowing his lovely 6 plus inch dick when we were discovered by coach Jacob. I think it was because I was laying down some great suck on Ted's dick. Giving him my ever growing talents as a cocksucker. He was moaning very heavily as I sucked in his yummy dick. Pulling my mouth up and down him like a starved animal. So I supposed that his moans were heard by the coach, who obviously came to investigate. Finding us there in this precarious situation.
"What are you two doing?" The coach called out
Ted looked up and saw him. I stopped in mid suck as I heard the voice. But still had teds cock in my mouth. Seeing the coach as he stood there looking at us. We had indeed been discovered Ted freaked and pushed me off him. Cursing at me for being a faggot. He pulled up his pants and just ran off. I was left there in my knees with coach Jacob looking at me. Utter embarrassment flushed my face. And I figured the coach would take this to the principal and I would be expelled or something like that.
"Um coach. Err. Awe.." I blurted out "I. Uhm we. Shit!"
I looked at the man. Completely expecting him to just be sickened by what he had seen. But that was when I saw that the coach had reached down to his crotch area and started to rub himself. My eyes grew wide as I stared at the sight before me. This hit older man that happened to be a stag had obviously gotten excited about what he saw. The show that he was catching with me blowing the baseball jock. Did he like it? I didn't really know that. But seeing the coach standing there with his hand at his crotch got to me And it triggered something in me. A deep need and desire that I knew had been lingering about. The stag hunger that was in me. A hunger that was going to be finally fulfilled by the hot coach in my school...
To be continued