Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2023 18:22:36 -0400
From: mr.evan.andrews@gmail.com
Subject: Wolf Station chapter 9 -- science fiction or fantasy

Wolf Station
Chapter 9: Rest Stop
By Evan Andrews ©2023


This is a fan fiction.

"Wolf Station" is part of a larger cycle of stories related to my Hunters
and Hunted series.

As always, I had some faces in mind as I wrote these stories. Wulf is based
on rugby player David Williams, Grey on Hugh Jackman, the Bunyip on Tom
Jennings (Slake from Beyond Thunderdome), and Steve-o on Bill Mumy (from
his Dating Game appearance—google it). The bitches are based on American
Ninja Warrior contestants Franklin Bain and Isaac Caldiero. This story
should not be considered a true representation of the sexuality of either
the actors or the characters they play.

I apologize for all the Australianisms I'm about to get wrong; please,
assume that no insult was meant.

The story depicts males in sexual situations with other males. If this
offends you, if you are underage, or if reading such is illegal where you
are please stop reading now. Thank you.

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On the way back to the station, Grey occupied the shotgun seat, which left
the Bunyip in the back with their two bitches and the slave
Steve-o. Naturally, this meant that there was going to be a lot of sexual
horseplay and grab-assing going on in the back—even though the Bunyip
had spent the afternoon fucking his balls dry. Wulf prepared to ignore it,
and he did so admirably until, after an hour on the road, Isaac's face
forced itself between him and Grey.

The long-haired stud rested his forearms on the backs of the front seats,
and his head rocked back and forth, not really in time with the lurching of
the rover. One look at the bitch, his eyes screwed shut and mouth hanging
open, told Wulf exactly what was going on back there.

"Dammit, Bunyip, couldn't you wait until we got home to fuck him?"

But the Bunyip wasn't listening, of course. He was lost in the heaven of
his dick sliding in and out of the dark-haired bitch's hot ass.

Grey spread his legs and rubbed his own crotch.

"Maybe the Bunyip's got a good idea there, Wulf," he said. "Couldn't we
pull over somewhere and take a break? That spring where we gave Steve-o his
first bath isn't too far ahead."

Wulf rolled his eyes. He ought to have expected it. Even though they had
all three fucked away most of the afternoon, the concentration of new
Sealed bitch ass was just too compelling. Oh well.

"You, the Bunyip, and a couple of bitches? Yeah, sure. I suppose I know
when I'm outvoted," Wulf said.

When they got to the spring Grey had mentioned. Wulf pulled over into the
shade of a stand of trees and shut down the engine. The doors opened, and a
half dozen horny men rolled out of the rover, stretching their legs as they
did so. In short order, each brother had selected a bitch (or slave) to
enjoy some quality time with.

How the Bunyip had gotten out of the rover without his cock falling out of
Isaac's tight asshole was a secret known only to him. Ah, youth. Wulf, for
his part, grabbed Franklin which did not disturb the blond bitch one little
bit. Grey seemed happy enough to make do with Steve-o and his sex-slave
trained ass. The Brothers all bent their monkeys over the bonnet and,
pulling off their own clothes, got down to the business of serious fucking.

The sun played tag with the horizon, and, as a breath of evening cool
wafted by, Grey and Wulf flipped their monkey boys onto their backs and
fucked them face to face for a bit, relishing the look on the boys' faces
as they got bred. The blond bitch put on a good show thanks to being
Sealed, and even Steve-o was (in his own way) celebrating- not unreasonable
as he had just escaped going back to Drakkar's slave harem.

To end the session, Wulf and Grey went to sit on a rock outcropping close
to the water.

"Boys, get your asses over here and sit on these cocks. (The Bunyip, always
the traditionalist, kept to the tried and true, breeding his bitch only
from behind, but he took a second between thrusts to look at his Brothers
and contentedly comment, "Ook.")

Franklin and Steve-o, once impaled, freed their own cocks from the pouch of
their jocks and flogged them furiously as they bounced up and down on their
owners' dicks.

While the ranking Brothers pounded up into tight ass, the Bunyip suddenly
howled.

"Cuuuuuuming!" he said, and he did, seeding the long-haired stud. Isaac,
who had gotten attuned to the youngest Brother, gasped in delight himself
and threw his upper body back against his fucker as he shot a bitch's wad
against the rover's side.

In the meantime, Wulf had turned Franklin around to face him, and, holding
the blond's hips slammed him down against his pelvis.

"Fuck, Wulf," the blond wailed, "I'm so clos... So... Oh fuck, I'm
cumming!"

Wulf could feel the Bunyip's disdainful eyes on him as the bitch's dick let
loose a flood of man-juice, and once Franklin had shot as much as he could,
Wulf pointed to the sand in front of the stones and said, "Knees,
now. Mouth, open."

The station alpha knew the Bunyip was staring at him, but he was good with
pulling the pup's attention to himself because he seen a sly look in Grey's
eyes. Wulf grabbed his alpha dick and beat it until he blasted heavy ropes
of sperm across Franklin's face.

Steve-o, who had also been sitting on Grey's cock facing the silverback
then cried out, "Please! Please, seed my ass, Grey! I'm cumming!" and Grey
happily accommodated him.

The eldest Brother's hot cock pounded up as the slave's ass slammed down,
and both men were moaning for all they were worth when Grey unloaded. The
throbbing of the silverback's cock spitting out sperm was enough to push
Steve-o over the edge, and his untouched slave cock shot white sperm all
over the greybeard's hairy chest. Gasping, Grey reached up and pulled the
sweaty, sated face down to his own, kissing the monkey slave boy for all he
was worth.

"Ook! Ook!" taunted the Bunyip, who thought kissing was only for
monkeys. Instead of kissing, he preferred to lick his bitch's face and
throat—which he was doing as he crouched over the long-haired bitch's
body, bearing him to the ground.

Grey ignored the youngster and, pulling Steve-o's head to the side, let his
teeth sink into the flesh of the slave's throat, Sealing him, making him a
pack bitch instead of a simple sex slave like those poor bastards back in
the village.

"Fuck!" Steve-o whimpered. "It's so... Oh, Grey! Fuck, yeah! Bitch me!"

As Grey held the station's new bitch in his arms, their eyes met, and they
started laughing. As they did, Franklin was busy sucking Wulf's cock clean
for all he was worth.

The Bunyip howled in laughter.

"Are you both turning full monkey on me?!" the youngster asked.

"Shut up, junior," Wulf growled, and suddenly a cry broke from his lips.

"Fuck! I'm cumming again!"

He pulled his shaft out of Franklin's mouth and let a blast of man-goo
shoot all over the bitch's chest, painting the blond's body with ropes of
sperm. Franklin then fell back on his haunches and delivered the last few
strokes needed to bring himself over the edge a second time. His load burst
forth and left a wet stain in the red Australian soil.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the six men, done now with their
primal fucking, stepped into the spring and washed themselves off.

"So," Wulf said as he grabbed his shorts, "Can we get this orgy back on the
road now?"

Laughing, Grey started to put his clothes back on. Bunyip just threw his in
the back and, naked as the day he was born, climbed in with the bitches who
didn't even bother to stuff their spent cocks back into the pouches of
their jocks

Wulf pulled on his shorts up over his thighs and climbed into the driver's
seat.

A minute later, the pack family were on the road again.