Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2008 03:14:53 -0600 From: ES Subject: Curse of the Fountain Chapter 1 - Intro: **All general disclaimers apply...You know the drill. ** Corrin, a young boy that appeared to be about fourteen, kept his head tilted up and his mouth wide open. Corrin was resting on his knees, naked on the green grass. The boy's left hand idled at his side while his right hand pumped his throbbing cock, glistening in the sun from the precum soaking it's delicate skin. Tintin, the other boy, about a year older looking than Corrin but with skin kissed tan by the sun and black hair decorated with few red feathers placed within the strands. Tintin's thick hairless dick was only about an inch away from Corrin's luscious lips and it pulsated from the pleasure Tintin was giving it, using his hand to milk it's thickness. Tintin was moaning loudly, his free hand reached behind him and began to probe at his extremely sensitive entrance...pushing a finger into himself he yelled, "Oh!". Hearing Tintin exclaim his pleasure, Corrin licked his lips anticipating the taste of his best friend's hot nectar splashing onto his tongue and face. Tintin's balls tightened, his knees buckled and his legs quivered and the pleasure of an immense climax rushed from the very roots of his being through his groin, erupting shot after shot of white cum all over his blonde friend. Tintin howled like a wolf in his orgasm as he often did, as the thick ropes of hot seed splashed onto Corrin's tongue, then lips, and chin and then finally a strand fell across his cute nose, which twitched once it felt the warm liquid hit there. Corrin stopped playing with his own dick and swallowed the cum that landed in his mouth, then licked his lips clean. The blonde boy's hands reached up for his tan friend's ass, squeezed the muscled cheeks and pulled him closer. Corrin's mouth then dove over Tintin's recently climaxed penis taking in a few inches immediately.Tintin moaned, "Corrin...uugh...you're so good....your lips are so magical." and he opened his eyes and reached down to play with the golden unkempt locks of his dear friend. Corrin finished cleaning off Tintin's thick cock with his mouth, and let it fall from his lips while standing up to reach eye level with his partner. Noticing the strand of cum over the bridge of Corrin's nose and reaching all the way to his rosy cheek...Tintin couldn't help but smile, and unleashed his long almost beastly tongue which slowly slid over the top of Corrin's nose and across his cheek. Corrin giggled and said playfully, "I hate when you do that." "Fuck now." Tintin commanded with a smile and bent over, resting his palms on tree that was leaning back, and presenting his tight ass for his best friend to take. Corrin's dick throbbed for attention and this would certainly be a blessing. Corrin speaks softly, "One second wolf boy..." walking a few steps a way to pick up a large ripe yellow fruit. "I don't want to hurt you this time." Corrin finished saying then pushed his thumb into the soft fruit. The juices of the fruit ran out, and Corrin tilted it over, so the hole he had just made was pointed down directly over his aching cock. The liquid dripped out and oozed over Corrin's dick, he then used his free hands to rub it over, making sure it was very slick. "Fuck now?" Tintin asks impatiently, pushing his ass back more against the empty air. "Almost," Corrin responds before squeezing the fruit lightly so it's sweet and slippery juices run over the crack of Tintin's perfect butt. "Now, we're ready." Corrin says, dropping the fruit and grabbing the base of his lubed up cock and guiding it to the recently moistened puckered hole of his tribal acting friend. Tintin winced in a bit of pain, as the pinching sensation of Corrin's invading throbbing member pushed it's way through Tintin anal ring. Tintin's ass being forced open suddenly like that caused him to dig his nails into the bark of the tree, but as his tight anus burned with the intrusion the head of Corrin's lengthy shaft pushed up against just the right spot inside of him and suddenly sent a wave of pleasure that dulled the pain. Soon, Tintin was moaning and grunting as well has his good friend who continued his pushing. Both young boys moan together as Corrin's long dick pushes it's way inside. "Uuh...god...Tintin...you're...so...tight." Tintin responds by saying, "Uhgg...good." Now things were getting good for the both of them. As Tintin's hole began to relax and enjoy this invasion pushing inside of him, the warm feeling of a big dick fucking into his insides forced pleasure out from deep inside his bowels that moved through his body and could be most felt by his pulsating thick cock. In response to Corrin's long dick moving back and forth now through Tintin's ever so tight canal, Tintin's own thick and meaty cock swelled and the pleasure pushing forth into his hairless balls caused a steady and gracious amount of precum to leak out, and dripping in drops like a leaky faucet to the soil bellow his bare feet. Corrin was moaning loudly. Tintin's nails dug deeper into the wood. Corrin pushed his body against the tanned boy's back as he kept thrusting back and forth, causing immense lust filled and animalistic pleasure for the both of them. The gentle blonde boy Corrin, has transformed into a sexual beast concerned only with thrusting his mighty shaft into this nearly virgin hole and launching his seed deep inside. His fucking became faster, deeper and almost violent with force as Tintin was pushed up against the tree, his cheek pressed against the bark. Tintin's eyes closed, his mouth open wide a constant moan escaping past his sharpened predator like teeth. Corrin's thrusts launched deep into Tintin...his dick pushing with all it's strength into his best friend's insides. However, Corrin was still struck with deep adoration and love for Tintin and showed a contrasting romantic side by leaning his lips down to his lover's shoulder, and gently kissing his way up to his supple neck. This blonde boy's lips drove Tintin wild, and a loud bestial howl escaped and at the same time, Corrin rammed his long shaft spearing directly into Tintin's most sensitive spot and Corrin was there. The light skinned blonde boy bit hard into his dark skinned lover's neck, just barely enough to not draw blood and at the same time a huge torrent of hot cum blasted through Corrin's lengthy shaft and deposited itself deep inside Tintin. Tintin grabbed his own cock, and began jerking wildly, his hands sliding easily around the uncut shaft covered in sweet precum. Despite being extremely sensitive, Corrin continued ramming into his partners cum drenched hole as Tintin bent downward facing the ground as he wanked his length to a second orgasm. Tintin's large balls tightened up against him and gave the signal to explode, and like a miniature cannon, Tintin's thick cock shot long and equally thick ropes of cum that splattered all over the base and roots of the tree and drenched his own hand. Corrin slid his still hard and moist dick out from Tintin's soaked hole. The two then turned around to look at each other. Tintin had a dazed and extremely satisfied look on his face as a few drops of cum continued to slowly drip out of his engorged shaft. Corrin embraced him, hugging around Tintin's waste tightly and the two boy's warm and exhausted bodies were intertwined and pressed against each other. Tintin rested his head on Corrin's shoulder and closed his eyes. Corrin spoke softly, "I love you...don't ever leave me." Tintin was still trying to remember the common language, but got the gist of what his friend said and replied in a near whisper, "Tintin wont leave Corrin." The two boys held each other in a sweet and warm embrace when their time together was abruptly interrupted with the blaring sound of a blowing horn, signaling to Corrin and the others like him to travel back to town. Flocks of startled birds flew from the forest's thick canopies and fled the noise. "What? Already?" Corrin said in a disapproving tone as he backed away from Tintin, who also had a confused look on his face. "Time shouldn't be up for quite awhile, this shift is no where near over...Oh! Shit! An attack? Impossible!" Corrin said suddenly, getting really scared he ran to the bush where he had his armor. Mostly leather and hardened hide with bone and rock plating on the shoulders and vital parts, he didn't bring a helmet with him. After Corrin clothed and armored himself he pulled his spear from the earth where he had it kept, and looked back for Tintin. The tanned boy known to some as "Wolfbane" (but he claimed his name to be only Tintin) wore what he always had, a tattered loin cloth. It barely hid anything, and he wore nothing else. A pair of hand made curved daggers forged from the bone of an ancient beast were sheathed in band that held up the small cloth that hid the boy's privates. "Ready?" Corrin asked even though he was sure of the response. Tintin nodded silently. Corrin placed his forefinger and thumb to his lips and a high pitched shriek of a whistle that echoed for many yards. Suddenly, after hearing the noise, a large feathered raptor...a dinosaur like creature that stood up on two powerful legs each accompanied by large saber sharp claws. Two smaller arms from its torso that ended in powerful reptilian claws. A long lizard tail that was thick at it's origin but grew whip thin by the time it ended. And an almost dragon like head with powerful jaws and ferocious teeth and terrifying eyes. This creature was both scaled and feathered. It appeared much like that of the iconic velociraptor except with bright rainbow colored feathers sprouting from it's brow, elbows, the back of it's legs, along the back of it's spine and across it's tail. This powerful creature that had the hight taller then that of a fully grown man, rushed forward to the small blonde boy Corrin. "Good boy!" Corrin reached out with the hand not holding his long spear and ruffled the feathers on the head of the now not so terrifying looking lizard beast. It's long tongue slid from its mouth, it's head turned and eyes closed. This raptor was obedient and loving to his master Corrin, like any loyal dog would act to a very loving master. The raptor's back was already fitted with a comfortable saddle for both the rider and the beast, and the well trained raptor kneeled down as best it could. Corrin leaped upon it's back and looked back at Tintin as the raptor stood up to full height, "Want a ride?" Corrin asks offering out a hand. Tintin pointed a thumb to his bare chest, "I run." It's true Tintin was known for his animalistic nature, aptitude with the wild and bestial foot speed. He wasn't a well trained Raptor Rider like Corrin, in fact he didn't have much of a place in their society. He had been long forgotten by the village and was thought to be dead for many years. Corrin found him and rescued him from imprisonment. Tintin has since then filtered back into society as a primal force not entirely apart of the rest of the village. Corrin smiled at his friend's cute reaction and turned the raptor around to face the thickness of the forest. The blond boy soldier leaned in to where the raptor would have ears, if raptor's had ears, and whispered, "Home" and with that Corrin gave a very light kick with his heels to the raptor signaling full speed. The raptor leapt forward, running at full speed, darting around trees and rocks with lightning speed and reflexes and leaping with its powerful legs over any debris and falling logs in the way. Tintin let the raptor have a head start....before he leaped forward into the forest, rebounding off a tree and landing on all fours. The nearly nude boy takes off on his hands and feet and quickly catches up to the overgrown lizard and the it's rider. Tintin's breathing becomes huffing as he picks up his pace, his arms and legs moving like a blur as he runs through the forest like a wild animal. Corrin looks back with a smile, then uses his ankles to tap the raptor telling it to go full speed homeward. The race home was on.