Wildman-Caretaker-8
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08
**1950 **
Five years had passed since Bahan ended the procreation project and his many sons are grown, dispersed among the clans. Each implanted a node to stay in touch with us and T gave them the gift of probability slipping to evade human detection.
Our cabin over the years has become something of a rustic hunting lodge with three stories, a full basement, a large lounge, and 30 rooms give or take. With T still with us, it's hard to say exactly how many rooms or how big the lodge really is. The creatures coming and going to see Bahan since he’s established himself as clan leader our little cabin had to grow.
Our eight boys are teenagers plus the boy Bahan brought with him to our campsite years ago. The boys can get rowdy from excess energy and overactive hormones. Their time is spent out hunting with their dads, or with me learning everything I can possibly teach them. In that capacity, the synth world helps to explain abstract concepts and to let them experience small and large human population centers. T teaches humanities such as art, music, dance, literature, poetry, architecture and physical science as well.
The werewolves have moved on, taking up with a clone of mine. The skyscraper along with my clones have left to an alternate probability mostly. They are me to a degree. They know I value my space not to be crowded. T also knows I want a simple life. He tries to minimize the amount of time I have to deal with the potentially huge undertaking my guys are involved in. Ron works with Bahan to keep human-type cryptids hidden from the general public, protecting both from each other.
Last week the three brothers moved out. They made the decision it was time to settle down with a nice wildwoman and start their own clan. Bahan sent with them one of his breeding project sons. Kag is the only man I have left who wants a quiet life too.
The window of our bedroom on the second floor was open to let a lite summer night breeze in. Kag laid on a massage table built just for them. His back faced the ceiling.
T gave him and Bahan the ability to go hairless on demand. They usually drop their hirsute at night during spring, summer, and fall.
Bahan was holding a clan council meeting downstairs this evening. The boys were in bed playing some multiplayer synth world game T designed for them and Bahan’s broader brood. I tried playing the game once. I didn't have a clue what was going on. The boys teased me about being just an old man set in his ways. I usually watch on the sidelines letting them show off their skills.
Kag's shoulders glistened as my hands rubbed his muscles leaving behind a film of oil then up to his neck and to the back of his head. His dark gray skin seemed to sparkle in the kerosene lamplight. We don't use electrical lights. Everything currently running on electricity has a buzzing sound that drives all wildmen crazy. So the only tech we can have around is either nonelectric or the devices T provides. He says it's because our engineers have yet to minimize energy consumption.
It’s kept me in shape giving the men and the boys massages. All of them are built like gladiators. Their muscles can be really tight which requires deep tissue and myofascial work. All of it takes a lot of effort on my part to apply pressure to alleviate and loosen their knots.
I worked down to Kag's feet. This is one area that everyone in the family has problems with. The burden their feet is put through every day adds up.
A knock at the door. "I know we're not supposed to disturb you when one of the fathers are in the room with you."
"Come in boy. I'm massaging Kag," I said.
Kag growled letting the kid know this had better be important.
"Dad, Noah says we could run a train on him. Please, everyone is tired of jacking off," Our boy said looking excited standing with the door open. His built framed filled the opening.
My hands still on Kag's foot began to go back kneading around his heel.
"Which of you boys put him up to it?" I said.
"Oh, come on dad you know he likes dick as much as you. Plus Ron’s given his permission." He said trying to keep the excitement out of his voice.
Ron insisted his boy have the switch node implanted. I wasn't too sure about that at the time. T said it wasn't a bad idea because he knew the boy was gay and would be handy when the boys hit puberty all at once. Teen wildmen are extremely horny. The synth world helps with some of that. T suggested installing a mounting station the boys could fuck in their bedroom -- they share one big room. I decided it's better they don't get too used to the conveniences T can provide.
Most of the boys are straight but Bahan constantly tells them human man pussy is as good as any wildwoman's. He's always going on about how good mine is. Personally, if my parents said shit like that I'd probably be scarred for life but the lads get boners every single time he brings it up. Female wildmen give off a pheromone that cancels out incestual leanings, T told me. However, with wildmen, it's common for them to have indiscriminate sex with each other regardless of age or relation.
Bahan is probably encouraging them to go there with his big mouth but the boys know better to approach me about it.
"You lot better be careful with him or I'll ask T shrink your dicks so small you can't see them for a month as punishment," I said broadcasting it to all the boys through the node. "No heavy shoving one another either after your brother nuts in him before your turn. You could hurt Noah inadvertently."
"T, if Noah's ready can you port him over?" I asked broadcasted to the lads to give them a chance to prepare. The strongest boy will beat out the others to be first.
"Of course and he is ready." T broadcasted to.
The youth at the door practically jumped in excitement and made a mad dash to get back to their room in time for Noah's arrival.
Thanks T.
"Absolutely."
I moved on Kag's other foot.
**Lose **
Kag and I were in bed by the time Bahan finished with the meeting.
He climbed in bed smelling of semen. Rolled me over out of Kag's arms. Slid his hard slick cock between my buttocks.
"Our sons were finishing up with Ron's boy when I stopped at their nest. His pussy is not as good as my mates." He said in my head as his cock slid in my hole. The sudden insert knocked my breath out.
"It is not right you do not share yours. I will never understand humans."
You probably won't. "Did Noah seem okay?"
"Yes, he was tired when I entered him. He was face down. His hole was lose leaking seed." Disapproval was thick in his thoughts.
"He's still a child Bahan and good to the boys. I'm even surprised he was able to take you so effortlessly. I hope you didn't let him know he disappointed you."
Bahan paused a moment rolling his hips side by side positioning his branch, he calls it, into my second hole then resumed back to a steady fuck.
"No, I only told our sons whoever takes their seed should try to keep it inside. Letting it slip out without trying to hold it is insulting. After I milked deep inside him I told T to tightened his hole before my branch softened and slipped out wasting my good seed."
Bahan quickened his pace. His thick cock felt incredible.
"T told him something. Noah said 'Oh, I didn't know.' His face got pink how yours gets sometimes. I kissed him on the cheek as I do with you when you turn that color and left once his hole clinched firmly. It clamped down so tight I got hard again, made me miss my mate."
"T, how is Noah?"
"He is fine. He wishes to be his best for your sons. Any suggestions made to him are welcomed by him. Right now he's asleep in their bed in the center of the nest as a mate is positioned traditionally."
Bahan listened to us. He gave a satisfied hum that our sons were treating a bottom respectfully and he rolled to his back, bringing me with him, mounted on top his erection.
"Good. Any of the boys' egos seriously bruised this evening?"
"There were no surprises among them. The status quo was kept. However, Bahan's arrival at the end was beneficial. It strengthened the idea of last does not necessarily mean weakness."
"Your mate did good," Bahan said bucking me hard up in down on him.
"Hmm, my big man."
"Our clan lost three. Nest is empty with only two males and mate. Not good." Baham said slowing down his pace then stopped. His dick flexed hard.
"My son is good from my first woman mate. You should have no problem with him. His seed would be good in you. His is as good as mine. Kag's seed is acceptable." Bahan peeked over at Kag who was laying to the side of us watching. Kag laid a punch pretty hard to Bahan’s shoulder jolting us. Bahan chuckled. His dick flexed in me and he started bouncing me on his cock again.
We've learned over the years whenever Bahan gives Kag any kind of shit Kag has to react immediately or Bahan will actually begin to believe Kag is weak.
"He requests you consider licking his offered hand."
Bahan Jr was always shy and I've known he's had a crush on me since his first hard-on. He's one of the strongest among the boys and a bit older than the rest. The others had accelerated growth along with an intense learning program.
"T, any suggestions?"
"Bahan is right that more bedmates are needed for the mental health of your men. Bahan Jr is a favorable pick from your list of what is acceptable. His dick is a bit bigger than Bahan's too. The lads know he has no family relationship to you so they will not be bothered. However, should you choose one of your genetic sons many would be hurt not to be included."
I privately said to T, "He's a bit young for my taste. Can his body be pushed to full development but allow his brain to develop at a natural rate?"
"Of course. I will ask his input as well," T said. "I recommend the field the children use as a play area."
"That sounds fine, T."
With index fingers and thumbs, I twisted Bahan's big nipples. He growled. "Okay, big man. I accept Jr but there is a condition."
He stopped bouncing me. He focused intently on my eyes then down to my mouth waiting for me to say what it is.
"T will make him a full-grown man tonight if Jr accepts," I said.
Bahan's eyes got wide. He smiled big and unceremoniously dismounted me off him. As Bahan rose from the bed Kag collected me into his arms. Bahan's erection trailed pre-cum as he moved to the door. His balls were back to normal after his breeding program but he still produces an abnormal amount of seminal juice.
"If he accepts we will meet in the playing field." I told Bahan by node.
**Field **
I rode piggyback on Kag's shoulders to the field. Bahan was already there and had Jr at his side. The young adult's head came up to his dad's shoulder. He was the spitting image of Bahan except he had his full coat of hair and Bahan was still completely hairless. If it was possible Jr had more muscle mass than Bahan. A steady rich diet had all the boys stacked like bricks.
The moon full overhead lit the field surrounded by ancient Washington forest. The vegetation-covered spiral skyscraper was visible this evening.
"Jr, do you accept becoming a man?" I asked him.
"I do." He replied squaring his shoulders back.
Bahan looked proud.
"And so shall you be," T said to us through our nodes as a layer of gold glowing mist covering the entire area appeared then moved up to covering Jr enveloped him. I couldn't see him as it grew to Bahan’s height and seemed to seep into Jr.
What was revealed was stunning. No longer was he an adolescent wildman but a giant adult blond full-bearded human male. Long straight blonde hair fell over one muscular shoulder. He was still Jr but T brought to the forefront his human ancestry. My eyes traveled down his tremendous bulked form. His anatomy was sharply chiseled to perfection and his dick hung to his knee. Testicles met it halfway. His legs and feet were more wildman than human. Considering his size that's a good thing.
Bahan was startled and ran his nose over the new man. "Yes, he is my boy just smells more like my mate," Bahan said and checked out Jr's backside.
Jr smiled at his dad, reached out and tugged on Bahan's growing hard-on. "I know, humans have the best ass. When I'm not with our mate my ass will be accessible." Jr announced over the node.
I could sense a cheer went up from the boys watching in synth world.
Jr's dick began to get pudgy. He dropped to one knee, his head bowed. Kag put me on the ground in front of Jr. Even on his knee, head down he was at my height.
He raised his head and offered his hand palm up. A part of his palm glistened in moonlight, his pre-cum.
"Most beloved, will you accept me as one of your men?" He said gravely.
I didn't know he was so poetic.
"I do Jr," I said and took his offered hand and brought it to my lips. He tasted like Bahan.
A wide smile lit up his face. I brushed his hair from his eyes and tenderly kissed his cheek then his soft lips.
He took me in his arms. His tongue deep in my mouth searching for my heart, he stood up. Withdrew his tongue and smiled down at me. His face was radiant. He kissed my forehead, lift his head and began walking toward the lodge.
The boys were gathered together in the main room by the staircase when we entered. Some yelled Jr's name congratulating him on joining his father and Kag's mate group. All wanted to touch him as he passed on the way to the stairs.
At the top of the stairwell, Noah was sleepily rubbing his eyes standing in his powder-blue peejays. He smiled up at me and openly took in all of naked Jr.
"Glad you could be here, Noah. Tell your dad I said hello when you see him. Has your stay been okay so far?" I asked as Jr walked passed him on the way to our room.
"Great uncle Scott!" He said coming out of his sleep and gave Bahan a shy grin.
"Very good. Let the boys know if they get too rough."
"Will do uncle. Night!"
"Goodnight dear," I said as Kag closed our bedroom door behind us.