This story contains sexual scenes between males of different species.
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This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2010 EJA
THE WOLF
By
EJA
From Chapter Eight:
For the next couple of hours the pair moved steadily through the foliage and, well before mid-afternoon, they left the jungle environment and were confronted by a vast plain of undulating grass.
The mountains, without the concealment of the jungle, looked to be further away. This is our last obstacle before we reach the Pool of Life, Marrok explained, but we must be cautious.
Why? Davy asked him.
There are as many dangers on this plain than in the whole area we've covered since we left The Tree. That, coupled with the fact that many of the creatures who roam this land have sharp eyes, makes this the most dangerous leg of our journey.
That's all I need, Davy said, something else to worry about. He gazed at the mountains in the distance. Well, we're not going to accomplish anything by standing here. We should get going.
I couldn't agree more, was the wolf's reply and so, with the boy still on his back, he set out on the last part of their long journey.
Chapter Nine
The pair had been walking for the better half of the morning. Frequently Davy got off Marrok's back in order to give him some relief. Previously the desert had been scorching hot and the jungle so humid to make the insects a real nuisance. But out on this plain there seemed to be just a breeze that blew warm air over their bodies as they headed for the mountains that remained constant in the distance.
In fact, the mountains seemed to get no nearer no matter how many hours they consumed walking towards them.
By the time the wolf and his love decided on a rest and a meal of the fruit that still hung about their necks like some other-worldly necklace, the sun was directly overhead and they concluded it was midday.
Have you any idea how long it's likely to take us to get to them? Davy asked, indicating the still-distant mountains with his half-eaten fruit.
Marrok shook his head. Your guess will be just as good as mine. I've never been to this part of the world so I've no idea how long it'll take us. His eyes looked sad as he said this.
But Davy was more positive. I wouldn't worry, he told his hirsute lover, we'll get there when we get there. It's not as if we've a need to get to the Pool of Life by a certain date of the calendar, is it?
None whatsoever, Marrok told him. The Pool of Life was there before either of us was born and it'll be there long after we turn to dust. He turned back to his fruit.
It wasn't long before the pair were replete--the fruit was extremely filling and nutritious--and ready for the second part of their day.
Marrok had stood up preparatory for moving on. He looked at Davy and got a surprise. His mate's cock was as hard as iron and the boy was clearly wanting something. The boy rose to his feet then and moved behind the wolf. He lowered his face until it was beneath the wolf's tail and licked the hole thus revealed. Then he returned to a missionary position.
The wolf needed no further information; the was message loud and clear. With a similar lick to the one Davy had given him, Marrok got the boy onto his knees. He moved over the top of his hairless lover and simply shoved his flesh spike into the boy's horny ass. He clamped Davy's torso between his forelegs then began to fuck him as hard as was possible.
Every time they mated, Davy knew he was with the one he would love for the rest of his life. That's it lover, he encouraged, give it to me good and hard. Put that big dick back where it belongs! Give it to me, you great sexy beast. Oh Marrok, you're magnificent! I'm so in love with you, I'll never leave! he vowed.
Hearing this Marrok's fucking attained new heights, his big balls smacking continually against Davy's ass without let-up. The boy knew that the wolf would soon blow a huge wad to bathe his anus with its juice.
Then Marrok let out a howl and shot a load of thick cum into Davy's super-heated chasm--as had been the case nearly every day since they had encountered each other many miles--and many months--back.
But this time something was different.
His cock stayed hard and remained firmly lodged in Davy's ass. Then the wolf lowered his muzzle, gripped Davy firmly by the neck and moved away from the spot they had spent the last couple of hours in. All Davy could do was let himself be carried on the second part of this day's trek. The cock moving in the boy's ass resulted in him remaining in a similar condition and their movement left a white trail to mark their progress through the tall grasses.
Finally, near day's end, the wolf and his lover came to a large tree--not dissimilar to their one back home--and decided that here was where they were going to spend the night. There hadn't been an encounter--dangerous or otherwise--during the entire journey and there looked to be none here. Marrok lay down between two large wide-spread roots that were buried in the earth beneath with Davy still beneath him.
With his cock still hard and firmly lodged in the boy's ass the wolf continued to breed his young mate. It proved to be a night filled with loving sex as Marrok pounded the boy's chasm. At some point, lulled by the rhythm of the wolf's love-making, Davy fell fast asleep, content in the knowledge that Marrok was as much in love with him as he was.
On waking during the later hours of the morning Davy quickly found that Marrok was still hard and his cock as firmly lodged in his ass as it had been the previous day.
The great beast woke when Davy began to feel the need to empty himself. He looked down at his love, staring deep into the boy's eyes.
I need to empty myself, my love, Davy told Marrok in their special way. Much as I love your cock and all the cum you've put inside me, it can't stay there.
Nodding, Marrok withdrew his cock and the boy headed for the stream that they had heard late the previous night. There Davy soaked his well-fucked body and voided the excess cum into the flowing water before returning to the well-endowed wolf and kissing him soundly; never, in all his days, had Davy met someone who showed him such love--at least not since his mother died. The fact that Marrok loved to sink his cock in his mate's ass was a testament to how he felt about Davy. Both knew they would spend the rest of their days together.
The loving pair relaxed beneath the tree and scarfed another fruit each. There was still plenty for them--probably enough for the whole journey back, when it came time for them to return.
Finally it was time for them to move on if they were to put in some more miles before nightfall. We'll stop to rest about midday, Marrok told Davy, and have some lunch.
So far their luck had held with regard to the many creatures supposed to roam this part of the world. However, just before noon, that luck ran out.
They were approaching an innocent-looking copse and were debating as to whether they should stop here or look for something further on when there came a sound that was a hiss and a roar combined.
Out of the copse rose a creature that was part-dragon and part lizard. It had leathery wings and a barbed tail that looked as if it could do some real damage if it landed on any part of a body.
It's a Wyvern! Davy gasped, recognising the beast from his reading material when he was living with his Mom and Dad. Watch out for that tail, he warned.
The pair separated and began circling the creature. It appeared to be making no move toward them, instead it seemed to be staying where it was, just in front of a bush. As Davy moved around the area he saw that there was a smaller version if the adult lying in a nest-like structure.
Marrok, he said to his partner, it's a female and it's guarding its youngling. We should leave it alone. I don't think it'll harm us--it's just protecting the child.
I don't like leaving something like that behind us, Marrok said. It could decide to attack when we're not looking. Having delivered this homily, the large wolf launched himself at the threat and his jaws fastened around the beast's snake-like neck. There was a crunch and the beast fell dead at Davy's feet.
I'm sorry, Marrok apologised, but it's as well not to leave a possible live enemy behind us. He studied the infant in the makeshift nest. I'm wondering if it might not be an idea to either kill this one and take him with us for a different diet. I don't know what Wyvern tastes like since I've never eaten it.
It's probably best to leave it, Davy cautioned. There's a good chance the father is not far away--probably foraging for food for it. If he comes back and finds not only his mate dead but his child dead or missing, he's likely to hunt us down.
Perhaps you're right, the wolf conceded. After all, feeding the baby will be uppermost in his mind.
The pair hurriedly left the area and decided it would be best to rest later on--some time in the afternoon, in order to put as much distance from the copse as they could.
As they moved Davy kept looking back to ensure they weren't being pursued by a vengeful parent. The triple moons were about to make a reappearance when he saw what he thought was a winged creature descend into the copse, which, by now, was more a memory than visual. He mentioned it to Marrok and the wolf merely replied that they should simply concentrate on listening for beating wings rather than looking for it. Which, to Davy, made a lot of sense.
Nothing more happened as the moons rose to their usual position over the landscape. They found a similar copse just after moonrise and, on finding it devoid of life, decided here was where they would spend the night.
No sex was forthcoming since the pair were at the edge of exhaustion although Davy did snuggle into Marrok's furred belly--the boy derived a great deal of pleasure from hearing the great animal's heartbeat.
Wolf and boy were soon fast asleep.
Daylight arrived much too early for Davy but he moved away as Marrok stirred and the pair looked about. Davy shook his head; somehow the mountain range they were heading for seemed nearer today. He mentioned this to his companion.
We're passing through a region that makes things seem closer than they actually are, the wolf explained. It's basically an illusion. After a few hours the mountains will seem distant again. I heard about this when I was a pup, he added.
That must be frustrating for travellers in this region, Davy observed. It must seem like walking backwards.
Marrok chuckled at this. Well we should get going. We'll make our ablutions when we find a stream.
The pair set out once more.
Two hours passed before they came across a stream that was bubbling merrily over stones before heading out on its passage toward a distant ocean many thousands of miles to the south. In seconds they were as clean and the pair made another breakfast of a fruit each. By now Marrok was quite used to the flavour.
Before setting out again Davy did a calculation of how many of the fruit they had left. He wondered if it would be as well to try and find the area where they had come across the fruit and gather some more for the journey home. He mentioned it to Marrok.
We'll solve that problem when it becomes necessary, the wolf told him.
As a change Davy rode Marrok's back since the day wasn't particularly warm. Along about midday the mountains did as Marrok had predicted and receded to their more normal distance; evidently the pair were out of the false viewing area.
For the next few days nothing untoward happened on their journey, unless the sex could be counted. By now the pair were anxious to be connected by flesh and even managed to travel in some of the most involved positions imaginable. Davy's favourite was with his arms and legs wrapped about the wolf's torso with Marrok's cock buried to the hilt in his ass or mouth. The boy took great pleasure from the great penis' movement in and out of as the wolf moved steadily towards their goal.
That goal was becoming closer and closer as each day passed and Davy began to get butterflies in his stomach over the possible outcome of this trek. Both had lost count of how many months had passed since they set out from the tree but they sensed it had to be half a year or more.
Finally, after over a week of steady travel, they left the plains behind and began to climb into the foothills of the mountain range. There was little problem in finding the mountain that housed the Pool of Life since it managed to dwarf its multitudinous neighbours.
Soon the pair found themselves traversing a chasm using a fallen tree. The pair had reached the opposite side when a mighty roar echoed through the area closely followed by the heavy flap of leathery wings.
Marrok and Davy looked up and saw three dragons launch themselves down into the chasm, their intention to kill the pair obvious. Davy pointed to a cave just up ahead. Let's get in there! he said as Marrok sprang onto another spur of rock and narrowly avoided them being burned alive.
The three dragons were gathering for another attack and began their descent as the wolf, with his naked burden clinging tenaciously to his furred body, leapt forward and vanished into the cave. The frustrated roar of the hunting beasts came clearly to them.
We should be safe in here, Davy observed. This entrance is too small for them to squeeze into.
But here, the boy was wrong and it didn't take them long to find that out. Darkness obscured the entrance as the third dragon--considerably smaller than the other two--squeezed himself into the narrow aperture and moved determinedly toward the pair.
##To be continued##
That's it for Chapter Nine. Chapter Ten will follow in a few days.
I want to thank all those who have commented on the story and given me the encouragement that has allowed me to continue.
Keep your comments coming, they're much appreciated. I do try and answer as many as possible in the time allowed.
EJA
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