Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2003 23:07:20 +0930
From: ukrbear@yahoo.com.au
Subject: Not Just About Feelings - Part 3

This is the third in a series and is complete fiction.  The characters in
this story are the property of Fox Studios, not me and are subject to
international copyright laws.

This story contains sexually explicit material of a homosexual nature.  If
you're under 18 or are offended by such material you shouldn't be reading
this.

The characters in this story are fictitous and so are the situations.
Practice safe sex as reality is quite different.


The revelation:

The pack had had no luck in finding regular food and Soto made the decision
to find new grounds.  They would divide up and search for new game and new
territory and whoever found a good spot would mark it and start hunting.

Diego had been out for about 5 days now.  He'd found some food to keep him
going but certainly nothing to feed the whole pack.  Shelter was also
scarce: the odd cave here and there; a large overhang; Nothing to suit the
Sabres' needs.  He continued on finding yet another cave and ventured in
side.

He began to explore the cavern: no scents of any interest, nothing standing
out that would attract attention.  He wandered through the winding ice
passages, in some cases barely managing to keep his feet.  After several
hours exploring, he emerged on the far side of the cave to a vista that
brought a smile to his face: a large craterous mountain which rose to one
side of what appeared to be a well used passage.  This held a great deal of
prospects for the pack's needs.  He picked up his pace to try to be there
by nightfall.

During the next hour, the weather began to change and clouds filled the
sky.  Snow began to fall propelled by the increasing wind.  Diego decided
to get out of the blizzard till it passed.  The way it was looking though,
he would be under cover for a while.  He trudged round to the back of a
rocky outcrop and discovered an overhang that was deep and out of the wind.
He stepped inside and shook himself off from the snow and ice.  His body
was telling him it had had enough for a while.  He took the hint and
settled down to sleep, ignoring his growling stomach.

Dawn broke onto clear skies and the sunlight woke Diego, who stretched and
yawned.  He rose and padded out from under the sheltered overhang and began
to survey his surroundings.  As he rounded a large outcropping he picked up
a familiar scent.  How long had he been here?  Diego followed his nose and
found the sleeping form of Soto in a shallow grotto.  The sun had not yet
reached this part of the mountain and so it was still somewhat dark.  Diego
padded closer surprised that he had not disturbed the outstretched tiger.

Diego regarded his leader as he slept and noticed a very slight showing of
pink.  What could he be dreaming of, wondered Diego.  He was tempted to
leave Soto to his fantasies and set off to continue his surveying of the
peak.  He turned and started to head out, stopping at the edge of the
indent in the rock to decided which way to go.

"Diego, what are you doing here?" Soto questioned as he slowly rose to his
feet.

Diego turned.  "Just arrived a few minutes ago," he answered, "didn't think
you wanted to be disturbed."

Soto was sensing that his member was slightly engorged.  He remembered his
dream for a moment and how long he had been without any stimulation apart
from himself.

"Actually, I'm glad you're here.  I could use some 'disturbing'."

Soto motioned Diego over to him as he resettled himself.  "I really enjoyed
your tongue on our first encounter.  I'd like to feel it again."

Diego approached Soto and lay his head next to his leaders crotch.  He
moved his head closer and let his warm breath ruffle the hair around the
end of the furry sheath.  Soto sighed noisily and turned his attention to
the sheath in front of him.  Diego wasn't showing any sign of arousal yet
but Soto could change that.  He stretched out his rough tongue and began to
tease the end of the opening, his nostrils filling with the scent of musk
and maleness.  Shortly, the head of Diego's cock began to emerge and Soto
began to caress the member with his tongue.

Diego was enjoying the attention he was receiving as he lavised Soto's cock
with his own tongue.  He traced the length of the organ in long swipes and
when he reached the head, curled the tip of is tongue around it and slowly
pulled it back again.  Soto's shafted oscillated and throbbed under the
ministrations it was receiving.  His balls shifted in their sack anxious to
release the pent up load they stored.

Diego moved his tongue down to slather Soto's balls.  He rasped his tongue
across them again and again eliciting soft growls from their owner.  From
there, he turned his attention to the folds of hairless flesh around Soto's
arse.  He swiped his tongue across the hole several times until it began to
dialate and constrict.

Soto had Diego's piece in his muzzle by this point swirling his tongue
around the shaft and along the underside of the head.  He could taste the
fluid that had begun to leak out of the tip and it was starting to send him
into a frenzy of excitement.  Diego's tongue on his hole was awesome and he
wondered what it would be like to receive Diego's weapon up his arse.  The
thought was both daunting and intoxicating at the same time, and he
resolved to at least try it.  Diego had certainly had no complaints about
it.

He pulled his second's member from his maw and looked down toward his
groin.  The sight of Diego's mouth impaled on his maleness was stimulating
beyond belief and he had to fight off the urge to hump the mouth that was
massaging him.

"Diego," Soto said hoarsely to him, "How would you like to stick something
other that your tongue up my arse?"

Diego pulled his mouth of his leader's member.  He turned toward Soto with
a look of disbelief and excitement.  "I'd be happy to," he said as he
realised Soto was serious.  Soto turned back onto his stomach and raised
himself up a little.  He moved his tail aside, exposing the soft folds of
his opening to Diego.  Diego stood and stepped around behind Soto.  He once
more extended his tongue and lashed back and forth with it across the warm,
soft flesh.  The opening began to wink at him, tightening and loosening
rhythmically, which Diego took as a sign that Soto was ready.

He stepped up closer and reared up to mount his leader.  He carefully
manoeuvred his pulsing cock into position. He placed the tip at the
entrance and waited for a moment. Soto felt Diego mount him and steeled his
legs and back to bear the weight.  He felt the tip of his second's hot cock
at the entrance to his arse and tried to relax to allow it to enter as
easily as possible.  He anticipated a little bit of discomfort and resolved
to endure it.

Diego began to push forward slowly, feeling the tight, warm canal give way
before the invading member.  The flesh closed in around his shaft as he
began to sink in further and further.  Soto let out a sigh/growl as his
passage was filled deeper and deeper.  Apart from a sensation of being
filled up, there was very little discomfort at all.  He pushed out with his
arse muscles trying to draw more of the rigid shaft into his body, knowing
the ecstacy that Diego was enjoying.

Diego continued to press into the inviting warmth, lodging his 8 inch prick
up inside the tiger beneath him.  He pressed in till he could go no further
and let the muscles around his cock contract and massage the length of his
maleness.  He closed his eyes for a moment enjoying the feelings that
coursed through his body, then he began to move inside the passage.  He
started to thrust slowly so as not to reach climax too soon.  He had waited
and hoped that he would get the chance to experience this and didn't know
whether Soto would enjoy it and allow him to do it again.  He wanted this
to last as long as possible.

Soto felt Diego bottom out in his arse and felt the other sabre's balls
mash against his for a moment before feeling Diego start to thrust.  Soto's
own cock was stiff and jutting straight out of his sheath, bobbing up and
down in time with the thrusts into his body.  He was enjoying this feeling
of fullness in his passage and hoped to have it last for a while yet.

Diego continued to saw in and out of the tiger under him.  He picked up a
little speed not by choice but simply because the intensity was beginning
to build and he knew that he wouldn't last as long as he'd hoped.  He
slowed down a little hoping to prolong the event but soon found that his
instinct took over once more and he picked up the pace again.  It was also
obvious to him that Soto had learned the art of contracting his arse
muscles to clamp down onto his member and he found himself letting out low
growls whenever Soto did this.

Soto grinned to himself when he heard Diego growl over him.  He knew how
much he had enjoyed it when Diego did it to him and now he had the chance
to return the favour.  Soto was getting charged up enough to shoot without
any other stimulation.  Every forward thrust had Diego's balls slapping
into his and the feeling was such a turn on that he didn't know how much
long he would last himself.  The sensation of Diego's shaft moving inside
him coupled with the constant slapping of balls was enough to bring him to
climax and he knew he was heading that way.

Diego tried as long as he could to hold off but knew he was fighting a
losing battle.  He began to thrust deep and hard inside Soto, burying his
length far inside the other tiger's passage.  He felt a tingle in his balls
that began to build, encouraged by the regular pounding into Soto's balls.
His breathing became heavier and the growls louder as Soto continue to
constrict and release the muscles in his rump and arse.

Then Diego felt a sudden surge of stimulation from his balls and he knew he
couldn't hold back any longer.  He lunged in as deep as he could possibly
go and began to unload his hot essence into his leader's tight gripping
passage.  He was almost convulsing as he would thrust sporadically every
couple of seconds and then he would hold still as his seed jetted from the
tip of his cock into the waiting arse.

Soto hit his climax about the same time as the last few thrusts from Diego
sent him over the edge.  His penis flexed, expanded and burst in streams of
white fluid, streaking the ground beneath him.  He felt Diego pulse inside
him just before orgasm overtook him then let the sensations envelope him as
his body shook, almost struggling to keep up the weight of the two tiger.

Diego flaked onto Soto's back as his orgasm subsided.  He rested for a
moment, his cock not really going down or receding a great deal.  This had
been probably the hottest sex for him ever.  He had never felt anything
like this and wished he could always enjoy these sensations.  After a few
minutes, he began to withdraw from Soto who was completely spent and ready
to go back to sleep again after the exertions.  Diego dismounted and
stepped up beside his leader.

"That was far better that I ever could have anticipated," Soto sighed,
"We'll have to do that again sometime."

They rested for a short while before heading off to survey the rest of the
mountain.  Half a day later, they met each other again and decided that
this would be an ideal place to base the pack: places to hide; places to
hunt; easy to see what was happening around them.  The prospects that were
available were endless, they simply had to find the rest of the pack to let
them know.  First things first, however - a stock of food.

Diego had been hunting for a few hours with some success.  It appeared his
estimate of Half Peak's location had been correct with there being regular
passage of several beasts.  He had taken down some small animal and filled
his own stomach, then continued, finding a larger beast which, with some
effort, he took down also.  He brought it back to the mountain and stored
it.  Just as he had finished stashing the carcas, Soto appeared looking
somewhat agitated.

Diego had noticed a change in Soto over the last few weeks.  He had seemed
to be a little more on the demanding side focusing on his own interests
instead of the pack's.  What Soto had discovered during his search for
territory simply confirmed this.

"I found the humans!" declared Soto, "They are about a day's journey to the
south, maybe less."

"That's a bit out of the way, isn't it?" questioned Diego.

"I don't care!!" snarled Soto, "After what they did to us, nothing is going
to stop me from getting back at them."

The rest of the pack had picked up the scent of the two Sabres a day or two
before and had arrived at Half Peak at last.  Soto filled them in on his
discovery stating that there would be a time to hunt the humans down once
they were established at the mountain.  The other members of the pack just
agreed, not wanting to get on the wrong side of Soto.  It seemed better to
simply smile and nod.

Soto's obsession with the humans hadn't been this obvious or so consuming
before.  Diego wondered why he was so determined to kill the humans, who
were a danger to the tigers and shouldn't be challenged foolishly.  Things
were definitely changing for the worse in this pack; everything seemed to
be there to serve Soto.

Even on the sexual side Soto had become more demanding.  Diego wasn't about
to deny that it was still great and was willing to oblige his leader, yet
there also seemed to be something missing; instead of becoming closer as a
pack or even the two of them as friends, Diego sensed that Soto had become
more interested in himself.  Evening drew on and the pack enjoyed a feed
before settling down for the night's rest.

One morning, Soto called Diego to him.

"We're going to locate the human camp today.  When we find it, we'll call
the others."

Diego silently assented and the two of them set off.  They fought their way
through the snow as Soto tried to pick up his trail from a few days before.
As he found it, they quickened the pace noting that storm clouds were
building up and a fresh fall of snow would obscure the scent, slowing them
down.  As the snow began to fall, the two sabres found an enclave to rest
in and wait out the storm.

Soto took a quick sniff in the air to see if there was any other animal
around.  The air was clear of any scent and with a mischievous grin he
turned to Diego.

"Diego," he said, "I'd like you to do something for me"

Diego turned to see Soto with his rump facing him and tail moved to one
side.  Soto was looking over his shoulder inviting with his eyes for Diego
to approach.  Diego began to stiffen as he slowly walked toward the other
tiger.  As he reached Soto's rear he extended his tongue and began to
prepare the hole for his rising cock.  When his shaft had fully emerged and
was throbbing and bobbing in mid air, he mounted Soto and pushed his cock
forward till it made contact with the pulsing arse.

"Don't bother going slow this time.  I can take it," said Soto

That was fine by Diego.  When his cock found the mark he lunged forward,
impaling the other sabre onto his member and sinking it deep into the hot,
gripping passage.  Soto let out a roar as he felt his channel filled
suddenly.  He had missed the sensation of being stuffed from behind and the
stimulation caused his own member to emerge into the cool air.  He began to
purr as Diego slowly began to thrust in and out of his leader's willing
arse.

Diego loved the feeling of the gripping tunnel around his thick meat.  He
thrust as deep and as hard as he could, trying to bury his prick further
and further up inside the tiger under him.  Soon his balls were slapping
Soto's which elicited a growl from him.  Soto braced his front legs and
splayed them a little to help him keep his balance.  Diego was really going
for it which suited Soto down to the ground.  He began to push back into
his second's thrusts, already feeling the familiar sensation rise in his
balls.  This may not last long, he thought, but it feels great.

Diego settled into a steady rhythm, plowing back and forward into his
leader's passage.  He would try to last but that didn't always work,
especially when Soto tightend his rump and arse muscles around his member.
Now, with almost every breath he heard himself releasing a small growl and
knew he couldn't last much longer.  His pace quickened as his balls began
to pull up close to his body and with a couple more thrusts he let loose
with his load and a loud roar.

Just as Diego unloaded in his bowels, Soto's climax hit with a vengeance.
He stiffled a growl as he lowered his head and saw his cock erupting with
ropes of his semen, pasting the ground beneath him.  He shut his eyes and
shuddered and his orgasm rocked through him and Diego shook above him.

Diego was panting as his convulsions subsided, his still erect penis oozing
deep inside Soto's arse.  He let himself down onto the other tiger's back
to rest for a moment, though he still gave little thrusts every now and
then.  He might be able to go again if he kept it up but that would depend
on Soto.  Soto began to move, expelling Diego's half erect penis from his
arse.  Diego dismounted and lay down to continue his recovery.  Soto moved
off a few feet and also lay down, proceeding to lick himself clean.

"Wake me when the blizzard breaks, Diego," he said, closing his eyes.

This is a first, thought Diego.  Soto had obviously enjoyed this mating
given the contented smile on his face, but he'd never been so abrupt
before.  He wondered what was going on in his leader's mind and what would
eventuate if things continued this way.  He settled down himself to a half
sleep, listening to the wind and any other sound that may have come their
way.

An hour or so later, Diego noticed that the wind had died down and the
snowfall had eased.  It was almost beginning to warm up in comparison to
the last few days. Diego stirred Soto and they set off again to find the
humans camp but with a fresh fall of snow, the scent was a little harder to
pick up.  Soto stopped abruptly and sniffed the air, a wide grin spreading
across his face: he smelled smoke!  The sun was beginning to go down but
the two Sabres made good time to the top of a ridge overlooking a human
camp.  At last, thought Soto.