Wildman-Caretaker-03**
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Old Friend
"Robert, you there? Over," The beaten up silver box 274-N army radio announced laced with heavy static.
Kag and I recently installed a small weather vane I rigged to act as part of the power generator and was able to finally get the two-way radio up and running. Of course, Ron would have to call in right now.
"Copy," I radioed back. Kag, caught by surprise, hid behind me away from the machine.
"Good to hear. I'm flying by. Did you clear enough for a landing? Over." Ron said.
"Good to hear yours. Yes, there's enough clearance for the chopper. Over." I looked at Kag wondering what I was going to do about him.
"I'll be there in about twenty. Out." Ron ended the transmission.
"That fucker," I said hitting the table with my open palm.
Kag growled.
I sighed, stood up and rubbed Kag's brood muscular shoulders. He was on all fours, his default for the cabin. "Easy big guy. Don't let me set you off."
"What fuck?" Kag rumbled out. He's picking up English better than I am with his.
"Friend, you need to go to the forest. He might be bad for you." I did a shooing motion toward the door.
"You safe?" He asked. His eyes serious and penetrating.
"Yes. A loud machine bird will bring man like me soon." I walked him out to the porch.
"Don't like. Will watch from tree. Throw big rock if you make hurt sound." Kag's skin around his eyes and between his thick overhanging brow creased.
"Ok, but only if I make a hurt sound, big man."
Kag gave me a quick kiss by touching his nose to mine then made his way to the treeline.
I took a jog around the house. Nothing looked too odd. Kag is good about keeping his tracks covered.
Ron will probably wonder how I got so much done. Other than that we should be good.
Standing by the front of the porch I heard Ron in the distance. His approach I couldn’t tell because of the tress surrounding the cabin.
Ron wasn't a regular member of my unit. He was involved in special operations for both army and navy. I only know because I've been his masseuse for several years and I got curious once about some tats he has. I asked why he had a small decal of the army on one side of his torso and navy on the other. I was working on his traps -- he always carried stress in his shoulders and neck. He was face down. After several minutes I didn't think he was going to answer but then in a low voice he said, "When I turn over and if you set on my dick I might tell ya. You don't, I'll know you're just doin bullshit talk." I discovered this was classic Ron.
Every session after he would tell me what he could of his missions while fucking me with his nine niche, beer can thick cock. The parts of his story that bothered him he would slow his pace, taking his time working through whatever was going on in his head. Other moments he'd be rough as hell if his story worked him up in either a good or bad way. He wasn't a boring screw.
My captain must have known what was going on with us because after Ron's first visit the massage session room was soundproofed. That told me Ron was important enough to the war effort the higher-ups would let him spill his beans to me if it helped him do his job.
Ron’s craft was close enough now I could tell he was coming in from the east. I had to shield my eyes from the mid-morning sun to catch sight of his chopper. It's an impressive looking machine, black and angular. It was loud but not as loud as the new jets.
He landed gracefully with plenty of room for him in front of the cabin. The pilot door opened and Ron climbed a couple of steps down. He's a super tall guy at seven feet so he kept his head low even with the chopper blades stopped. A rifle was slung across his back. He was in all black leathers. Even his leather aviator's headgear he was taking off was black. Walking to me his wide smile was genuine. At a distance, he was striking but up close he was breathtaking. Shocking blond close cropped hair, clear blue eyes, strong chiseled jaw, and chin, in my book, he's the image of a Viking god.
He pulled me in for a long hug.
"Robert, you got it up and running sooner than I thought." He said into my ear and squeezed me tight before letting me go at arm's length. He looked me over carefully.
"You don't look any worse for wear. Out in the sticks is obviously serving you well."
"Thanks, buddy. You look good yourself." I said wondering how Kag was handling another male on me.
"I'm okay. The feds are starting a new branch not far from here and I'm helping it get established." Ron said as he stepped away from me and looked around some.
He took my hand and made small talk as he helped himself to a tour of the homestead. Back at the front of the cabin he dropped my hand and got serious.
"You had help getting this together, didn't you?
"Ron, come on there isn't anyone else here for miles," I said. His eyes were locked on mine.
"People like us maybe but I think you know now." He said as he put his hand on my shoulder.
"Know what?" I tried to sound calm.
"All those times I fucked you. I didn't tell you everything. There were certain things you won't believe unless you actually experienced it. I think you will now." He sat on the porch steps and pulled me down next to him.
"The unit I was in worked with small parties of what folklore call werewolves. They were never men and are always beasts." Ron paused, searching my face to see if I believed him. He was right about me. I wouldn't have believed him before now.
"I believe you and I did have help," I said looking down.
"Good. You still trust me enough to tell me." He said lifting my chin up. "You got a boyfriend?" He nodded over to the side of the porch. There in the moss was a large slightly impressed footprint. Most wouldn't have noticed.
"I'm not sure," I said with a lopsided smile. "He's actually a gentleman believe it or not."
"Oh, I do. From that print, I'd say he's a wildman. Natives call them sasquatch or forest people. The species is highly intelligent. My branch protects and monitors human and not so human activity. An earlier version of the department was founded by Theodore Roosevelt 40 years back or so.
"You wouldn't know this but the only reason you two haven't fucked is that in his world a female shares more than one male to protect the offspring. So it's fortunate for you I'm horny or you would never have gotten laid by your guy." Ron gave me a cheesy smile.
"God, Ron." I laughed. "What makes you think he'll want to have a three-way with you in the mix?"
Ron lifted his eyebrows, sat up straighter and pointed at himself. "Do I need to say more?"
"Yeah, yeah," I said. Definitely classic Ron.
Ron turned his head from me and said to the side of the porch in wildman talk something about friend share mate and protect.
Kug's head raised over the edge of the porch and came around to us on all fours. His arms are longer than ours are and his feet are flexible so he looks more primate than human like that.
Ron undid his fly, pulled his semi hard dick out and rubbed some pre-cum on his palm. He held out his hand. Kag leaned in and sniffed it. He looked at me and rose up to his full height. His cock was full-on hard right in my face. A bead of pre-cum was about to dribble from the tip of the head, Kag caught it with his finger and wiped it across Ron's open palm.
"He's accepted me as a co-male to his mate. You, my friend, are going to be screwed." Ron said with slightly closed eyelids. He padded his pocket. "I brought lube.'
"Hold on now I'm not sure about this," I said focused on Ron's pocket.
"Not want?" Kag touched my upper arm. His eyes looked like they were going to tear up.
Ron, talking in wildman to Kag, said he's (referring to me) not familiar with certain kinds of mating. Just give him a minute.
Kag glanced at Ron then back to me.
"Robert, this isn't kinky to him. I might be a fucked-up perv and into kinky shit but your guy here only understands that sex involves more than 2 people. Doesn't matter if it's straight or gay sex. A child born with only one father is doomed. The other clan males wouldn't protect the kid from other clans or other beings. Plus the father would be seen as uncivilized for getting a female knocked up without other males. He'd be banished for not having the strength to control his own dick." Ron said.
"How long have you known all this?" I said in amazement.
"A couple of years before I started seeing you at the base. One of my associates went to you once. Something about you told him you would be significant for me." Ron put his hand on top of mine, my hand was resting on the step next to him. "He was right. You helped me keep my shit together while deployed. So as a thank you I will always keep an eye on you, making sure you're safe and hopefully happy." Ron patted my hand and stood up.
"It drove me crazy leaving you here but I knew you would be okay. You were lucky this was the forest you bought. The wildman clan here is better than most. Now encourage the big guy you're ready to make it official." Ron puckered his lips at me.
After rolling my eyes I said, "Fuck Ron, you control freak much?"
"With you and my job, damn skippy I do." Ron must of decided I was ready because next he told Kag to carry me to the nest.
Kag waited for my confirmation. After a moment I gave in. If I don't want blue balls I knew now what the holdup is. I’ll have to adjust to the cultural difference.
As Kag carried me inside over his shoulder, he was on all fours, I asked Ron, "Did you know I'd be in this situation?"
"I know you, baby. Once I saw a high altitude photo of you with Kag working on the cabin I estimated you'd be ready to get laid about now." Ron said following us inside.
Nest --------
Kag looked comfortable laid out on his back in the gentle concave curve of the nest. His head rest on its edge. His legs were splayed out, ankles resting on the opposing edge. He was reaching out for me to take his hand. Ron stood naked on the other side of the depression encouraging me to take Kag's offered hand. After several seconds Ron tried to circle around to me but Kag blocked him with a foot and pushed him back a bit.
Kag constantly surprised me. I would never have figured an eleven-foot forest monster could be so considerate of my feelings. But here I was about to have my first three way and Kag was willing to give me time to absorb what's going on while my own human friend I cared about didn't seem to give a fuck, the jerk. Kag has demonstrated to me over and over again I can trust him.
I made my decision, my fear disappeared. I took his offered hand and stepped down to him. Kag lift me and put me so I straddled his stomach near his massive chest. The upper part of his hard cock was under my left thigh. His washboard abs were wet with pre-cum. There wasn't much hair on the front of his torso so it was slick being on him like this. My hand easily slid on his solid abs. Kag then positioned Ron to straddle behind me.
"These guys make a lot of pre-cum so lube isn't necessary. It's taboo in their culture to use another male's juice to start fucking so I brought lube." Ron said.
I heard him lube up his dick as he pushed me forward to access my ass. Kag leaned forward and touched my nose to his. His chest began to rumble. It sounded like a big cat purring. It helped relax me. Ron took the opportunity to ease his big dick in my hole.
It's been a while since I had sex and Ron must have known. He seems to know a lot about me and this situation. He absolutely had this all planned. If it's his way of showing he cares I approve. At least for now. Kag's huge cock wasn't one to start a sex life up again with. Ron's wasn't a started cock either but it's better than the alternative I'm laying on.
Ron -- planted all the way inside me -- said, "Hope you don't mind me controlling things up to this point."
My sphincter squeezed the base of his dick. Ron would ask me things or apologize while inside me. I knew he gauged the way my body subconsciously reacts to him. My take is that he doesn’t trust people with his feelings and this is like his truth serum. He’s been like this since I’ve known him.
"I promise I'll be hands-off from here on but I want to be part of your life," He whispered.
When I immediately relaxed he eased out to my hole's entrance and really went to town banging me. I'd made him a happy camper.
Kug rubbed my arms and back as Ron went at it. Thinking back to the army base, Ron's dick was the best and he was the best fuck. I liked the others but Ron was unique.
He started to slow down. "I'm going to go ahead a cum. You're ready for him. Once Kag smells my seed he's going to get competitive. Their kind will push the completed male to the side for the next one to step in." Ron stopped talking when my hole tightened again. "Baby, he won't get aggressive. He's just going to get excited and probably dive right into you. I don't want you to be surprised or scared."
I understood and relaxed. I trust Kag not to hurt me.
"Good. Now I'm going to be sneaky about it. Let's see how long it takes him to notice." Ron said.
I felt his dick start to pulse but he kept fucking. I watched Kag's happy face. After a minute his nostrils flared as his smile faded.
"So not too long," Ron chuckled as he withdrew his deflating cock.
"Scott, me," Kag said in a deep resonant voice. He lifted me off his dick, his hands under my armpits. Ron must have positioned the head of Kag's dick at my hole because it was suddenly right there on aim.
Kag eased me down on it. He low growled as he went in. Nearly more than half mounted on his shaft, Kag laid me back to how I originally was but further toward his chest. I haven't measured but his cock yet but it's probably sixteen inches and as thick as my fist when hard.
"That wasn't so bad, was it." Ron commented as Kag varied from slow gentle prodding to faster pace thrusting. He let me control how much of his cock was in by either moving up or down his abs.
“Why didn’t you use Scott on the base? I like Scott.” Ron said. “Was it because of that asshole Scott everyone hated?”
I nodded yes. Kug’s cock was heaven on a baseball bat.
“Understandable.”
Some time passed and from the back of me Ron said, “Damn babe, your ass is sloppy wet. These guys do produce a lot of lube. The old silent films we have don't do justice on these guys. Kag isn't an aberration either I bet."
Ron wasn't kidding, I felt how wet my asshole was and the juicy sounds. I've learned being with hung men that once they get going ass pussy starts to talk back and not get embarrassed by it. Kug was making my ass talk for sure. He growl grew louder with it.
"Baby, when these guys cum inside a mate there’s an announcement to the whole freaking world. Every sexually active wildman not attached to a mate in about a five-mile radius -- give or take -- will know a male has claimed a mate and basically he's accepting other parties to join if accepted by the female or in your case man pussy. Cover your ears while he nuts." Ron said over the increasing volume of Kag's growl. Kag's hands covered my back, holding me tight.
The growls soon turned into a yelling scream that raised the tiny hairs on my body. His seed began to flood my guts. My hands over my ears didn't seem to deaden the sound of his release. He stilled for a moment then again began pounding my ass, releasing cum into me as he did his inhuman scream.
He did it once more. After that last Kag rolled me and him over into our usual sleeping arrangement with him wrapped around me in a fetal spooning position.
"He always sleeps on his left?" Ron said.
"Yes," I replied worn out.
"He's right hand dominant then. He does that encase he has to defend you. I bet he's fought for you before."
“I don’t know.” I said. Perhaps he has if that disturbance in the forest the first time I met him. It sounded like a fight and the results sure looked like a fight.
"I forgot to bring an extra pair of noise earmuffs. I'll bring some next week. I'm going to head out before this place becomes thick with horny sasquatch. And don't worry, there's a protocol to how they do this mating stuff. You've got a good man here, I'm okay leaving you with him. He'll watch you carefully how you react to your suitors. If you get angry at one of them, Kug and other males around will literally kill the offending male. Don’t overreact to stupid shit. Most will be teenagers in our terms. So you can imagine the level of hormones that are going to saturate this place." Ron said.
“Okay, thank you?" I said weakly trying to stay awake. I’d forgotten how much Ron talks but at least it's stuff that's important to know.
Ron laughed as he gathered up his things. "In my book, you're one lucky fucker. Remember you decide how much fucking is done. During the day is hunting. So use that time wisely my friend. I love you and will see you soon." Ron said. I heard him shut the front door behind him.
Ron loves me. I always wondered. I've loved him for a long time but kept it to a friend I fuck level.
Tomorrow? I'll just have to see what happens. Right now it's time to sleep. Kug's arm tightened around me a little then loosened. He was asleep and soon I would be too.