Date: Mon, 22 Nov 2010 23:02:32 +0000
From: john aldridge <pegasusunicorn52@msn.com>
Subject: The Wolf 09

This story contains sexual scenes between males of different species.
	If this type of material offends then you should not read
it. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age--no matter where you
live in the world--you are not to read this story by law.
	This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living
or dead or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
	The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication
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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

My e-mail address: pegasusunicorn52@msn.com