<div class='img-container-title'>(css: "font-family: 'Hanalei Fill', Cursive;")[(css: "font-size: 50px;")[(align:"=><=")[(text-colour: #b5b200)[The Island of Forestia]]]]
(align:"=><=")[An adult interactive text adventure.
(text-style:'underline')[You must be 18 or over to play.]
(text-colour: #b3ffde)[//Take on the role of Liam, a young wolf from the Lupa Tribe, as he explores past his viking home and out into the wilds of Forestia itself.
Encounter new friends, new dangers and experience a thrilling adventure!//]
//(It is recommended to play this game on a Desktop PC.)
Current Version: 1.3//]
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(click:?BBB)[(goto:"Start")]</div>It is a cold yet loud morning when Liam awoke, his sleep stirred by the sounds of shouting men and clanging steel. He rolls over on his fur-lined bed and groans, heaving himself up into an upright position, his fur blankets falling in a heap around his hips and exposing his young chest. He doesn't even know what time it is, but that doesn't matter-- once he's up, he's up.
Turning his body to the side, Liam slips out of bed and idly scratches his white furred chest, fully aware he is walking around in the nude. Thankfully, he is in the privacy of his own room in his dad's little hut near the centre of the village, so no one is going to peep. Smoothing his fur down, Liam looks down his body, running his hands over his 11 year old frame, lithe and supple, with white fur all over. The sight of it makes him grimace.
Liam lives in a village, known as Fajun, that belongs to the Lupa tribe, a group of viking wolves who sailed over from the main continent to establish their own territory on the island of Forestia along with several other rival tribes. All of his peers, his fellow tribesman and even his father are strong wolven warriors, mighty and proud... but Liam is very much the opposite. He isn't much of a fighter-- hell, he can barely lift a sword! When he was younger he used to hate it, but now it doesn't feel so bad to be different... but the words of kids his own age still sting, even if his father and the other adults understand and respect his differences.
The plodding of heavy boots catches Liam's attention and he turns his head to see the shaggy furred body of his old man plod through the doorway into his room, hands on his hips at the sight of his naked son. The 11 year old's humanoid member flops about with every subtle movement, but Liam pays it no mind. His dad's eyes similarly seem indifferent and don't linger for long.
"Finally awake, are you boy?" He guffaws, muzzle stretching into a wide grin. Liam's dad, Farngur, is particularly old, already sporting grey fur on his chin, though it's hard to tell considering the rest of him is white. He is a warrior like the rest but his days of combat are few and far between nowadays. Clad in a leather chestplate and a typical fauld, he makes a rough gesture at the boy's nakedness and Liam grunts, turning and reaching for his linen pants.
"What plans have ye today, boy?" The father asks, his voice brutish and rough but his tone and expression warm and full of love. Liam tugs his pants on, the hem of the legs ending a considerable distance above his ankles, before he pulls on the closest shirt he can find, which is thankfully clean. The brown top makes no effort to cling to his lithe form, its fabric baggy around his frame. He's gotten used to such untailored garments.
"I don't know. I might go the forest today." Liam mumbles, reaching up to rearrange the short, spiky crop of red hair atop his head, his green eyes glancing over to his father, who looks him up and down, almost scrutinising him. Liam often went outside the village and sometimes didn't come back for a day or two, but he always returned one way or another-- his father at least trusted to protect himself and be safe, though that doesn't stop Farngur from worrying.
"Well if you have time today lad, come see me. You've still lessons in the tribe to learn, you know! But there's no rush. Plenty of other pupils to teach..." He reminds him, before turning and leaving the room, giving Liam a little ounce of privacy. Liam's father teaches most of the kids in the village the rules of the tribe and the history of the island, and that's why many respect him-- he's more knowledgable than most.
Liam looks back down at himself and sighs, reaching out to throw on his shaggy, brown-furred sleeveless jacket that his father had made from direwolf hide. It covers much of his chest and has a hood fashioned into the back, but leaves his arms exposed. It was probably one of his favourite garments.
With that, Liam sucks in a breath and smacks his hands against his face for a moment, preparing himself for the day and waking himself up a bit more. Much like he said to his dad, he has no real plans-- but who knows what today has in store for him? {(set:$inv to (a:))(set:$Naked to false)
(set:$DN to "day")(set:$DNO to "night")(set:$DNO2 to "day")
(set:$FSleep to true)(set:$FaFuck to false)
(set:$ElderM to false)(set:$ErikF to false)(set:$ErikV to false)(set:$ErikF2 to false)(set:$FarngurF to false)
(set:$LBL to 0)(set:$DrakeF to false)
(set:$ErikDocks to false)(set:$ErikF3 to false)
(set:$Virgin to true)(set:$GoblinF to false)
(set:$FarngurTalk to false)(set:$ElderM to false)(set:$ElderV to false)
}
[[Begin.->LiamBedroom]](if:(history:) contains "LiamBedroom")[Liam returns to his bedroom, staring at the empty expanse of wooden flooring and shaggy rugs. There is a lingering sense of familiarity and comfort in being here.
The warmth of home, that's what it is.
There isn't much to do here other than sleep..](else:)[Liam is standing in his bedroom. Unlike some others in his tribe, Liam's bedroom is a little fancier than most, thanks to his overprotective father. Liam's dad is respected in the village and his tireless efforts for the Lupa Tribe afford him privileges that Liam is also privy to, the first of which being a bigger house. To that end, Liam's room is spacious, but contains very little.
The first is his bed, covered in rich furs that the tribe had gathered from hunts. Forestia is currently in the middle of its winter season, so those furs in particular come in handy during the cold nights. A fashioned end-table, crudely made from wood chopped from the forest sits beside Liam's bed. There is nothing on it but a small and slender dagger in a sheath: Liam's main weapon of choice. He didn't really want it, but as he often explores outside the village, his father insisted he take it to protect himself. At the thought, Liam reaches out and attaches it to his belt. (set:$inv to it + (a:"Dagger"))
Other than that, all Liam has in his room is a table, which he uses for...well, everything. More often than not, Liam tends to throw his clothes on the table or the dirty ones on the floor like a messy child-- but occasionally any food he brings into his room goes on the table. For the most part his room is otherwise clean.
There isn't much to do here other than sleep or change clothes. Liam isn't the type to linger in his room too long without a purpose anyway.](if:visits is 1)[<!--Do Nothing--!>](else:)[(set:$LBL to 1)]
(if:$Naked is true)[|Naked>[Liam could do with (link:"A new set of clothes,")[(replace:?Naked)[Liam throws on a new set of clothes.(set:$Naked to false)]] considering his nakedness.]](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam's clothes are in good condition, so there's no need to change them.]
(link:"Rest for the $DN.")[(if:(history:) contains "LiamHouse")[(goto:"LBV1")](else:)[Liam could sleep, but he only just got up. It's better to explore first.]]
[[Go to the living room.->LiamHouse]]
(if:(passage:)'s tags contains "dnsi")[<!--Do Nothing--!>](else:)[(if: $inv's length > 0)[Liam's inventory contains: (for: each _item, ...$inv)[_item, ]](else:)[Liam's inventory is empty.]]
(if:$Naked is true)[Liam is currently naked.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam is currently clothed.]
{
}(if:$DN is "day")[Liam decides to go to the forest. It's a common place for him to roam and he ultimately enjoys the smell of the leaves, even in the winter. He ventures forth, following a familiar beaten path that hunters take through the trees.
It's oddly quiet, even for daytime. Of course, he can still hear the odd tweeting bird and the rustling of footsteps from the occasional deer, but he usually seems a lot more on his walks. Strangely, this time around, he doesn't even spot a squirrel. Whilst peculiar, he doesn't let it affect him.
Liam reaches a spot in the path that's banked on either side by steep dirty hills, strewn with trees and thick trunks, its flooring covered in foliage and plants, each desperate for sunlight. Big bushes obscure his vision of whatever may be above, but Liam isn't scared-- after all, what could be up there?
It turns out something was.
A flesh of blue crosses Liam's vision and the Lupa jumps on the spot, startled. He instinctively reaches up to cover his face from a potential attack, but when nothing comes he finds himself bewildered. Peering through his fingers, his 'attacker' becomes known: sitting in front of him, roughly half his height, is an ocean blue slime.
Slimes are one of the lowest ranking creatures on the island aside from wildlife. They have been known to attack some hunters, but they are otherwise harmless and not very strong for the experienced warrior. Liam, however, was no such Lupa-- he didn't even know if he could fight this thing. The slime, however, appears to be docile; although it jumped in front of him and caught him off guard, it doesn't appear to be attacking. It has no eyes or mouth to speak of so it's hard for Liam to figure out it's intentions.
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Liam vaguely remembers the last time he petted a slime and his face flushes at the thought. Maybe if he pets this one the same thing might happen... but it also might not. It's a gamble.](else:)[He has two options: be friendly or be mean. He has his dagger handy and he's reasonably confident that he could scare it off.]](elseif:$DN is "night")[Liam decides to go into the forest, despite the fact that it's night time. Many hunters wouldn't dare venture into the forest at night, but Liam was a little adventurous, and perhaps a little bit stupid. He follows the pain hunter's path that leads through the trees.
The stillness of the night is oddly soothing, but marred by the sounds of crickets and the odd rustling of leaves and branches. Liam has to wonder how many potential predators there could be hiding nearby, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike. On second thought, maybe it's not a good idea to think about it.
Liam approaches a dark patch of the path in which the light of the moon above can't seep through the trees leaves above enough. Some of it manages to get through but only enough for him to see the path. Because it's so dark, he doesn't notice something in front of him until he's close enough to make out the dark, circular shape. Only one thing can be that round: a slime.
Slimes are one of the lowest ranking creatures on the island aside from wildlife. They have been known to attack some hunters, but they are otherwise harmless and not very strong for the experienced warrior. Liam, however, was no such Lupa-- he didn't even know if he could fight this thing. It has no eyes or mouth to speak of so it's hard for Liam to figure out it's intentions.
He has two options: be friendly or be mean. He has his dagger handy and he's reasonably confident that he could scare it off.]
[[Attack the slime.->SlimeFail]]
[[Pet the slime.->SlimeSS1]](if:$ElderM is true)[Liam doesn't really know if he wants to approach the Elder's house, considering the scare he got last time. He is, however, a little bit curious, so he approaches up the stairs just in time to see the lights go out. It appears that the Alpha is now going to bed.
No amount of peeping through the window is going to let Liam see the Alpha's body again tonight. For now, it's probably a good idea to return-- he can always check another night, when the Elder is likely to be pent up again.](else:)[It's not really the ideal time, but Liam decides to venture from the plaza to the Elder's, their leader's, house. From a distance he can see the lights are on, which means he's likely home and resting from a busy day of leading the tribe. Stairs lead up to a platform where one can walk across the entire front of the house. A pair of double doors mark the entrance and two distinctive windows sit on either side, which Liam can look into before knocking.
Standing just at the foot of the stairs leading up to the house itself, Liam casts once final glance around to make sure no patrolling guards are nearby-- for they'd likely tell him to shoo if they saw him near the Elders place of rest-- before heading up the steps, making sure to be quiet. He sneaks over to one of the windows and peeks inside, trying not to get spotted.
(if: visits is 1)[It took a few moments to register, but his eyes widen when he realises he's caught the Elder in a compromising position.
The Elder of their tribe is probably as old as Farngur, but considerably stronger and better built-- though Liam has met him from time to time, he's never really been able to scrutinise him all close. In the situation he was in now, however, he had all the time in the world to gawk, for the Elder lay strewn across a luxurious chair, completely naked and doing something with his hands.
The Elder, or rather their Alpha, has a good body, that much is obvious. Though Liam's fur is white and pristine, a sign of a good bloodline to Entarn, the Elder somehow has //even lighter// fur compared to him, which is a marvel in itself. But all that pristine fur can't hide the scars riddling the Elder's chest from fights long since past. One particular large scar crosses his chest from the top right to the bottom left, and another in the other direction, forming a cross as if he were struck with two blades at once. His body is sculpted and chiselled, with broad shoulders and an even broader chest, abs, and powerful muscles-- but Liam is focused on two main things: his golden eyes, mesmerising the deep, and his massive cock.
He's //hung//. 6 inches of steadily growing, swelling meat sit between his legs, canine in appearance to mark his pure heritage. His hands work over the length of his cock, tapered at the end with a growing bulbous base. He runs his fingers up to the tip and smears his fingers around it, before gliding down to grope near the base as he reaches full mast. The Elder's lips part and Liam's fairly sure he's groaning as he holds his member by the base, just beneath the knot, as if admiring it for himself, before be begins to work his hand up and down, slowly but surely stroking himself. By the time he's fully hard, he looks to be 10 inches, maybe more.](else:)[Liam is not surprised to find the Alpha in the same position as before, though this time Liam's caught him just before he undressed completely. He watches as the Elder turns, his back to the window, and drops his his pants around his ankles, clearly naked underneath. His sculpted, perfect ass cheeks wobble with each subtle movement as he turns and flops down onto his imposing chair, spreading his legs wide to let his fat sheath and balls hang free.
It doesn't take the Elder long to reach down and start to fondle himself, his gaze flicking down as he grasps his sheath in his hand, squeezing his fingers around its girth. He tugs and strokes and his sheath reacts, pulsing to life under his touch, and much to Liam's delight the cock slips from its little cosy housing, growing with each tender pump and yank of the man's hand. The Alpha works himself up into a state, rapidly reaching full mast.]
Liam finds himself holding his breath, as if he forgot to breathe. He eventually consciously exhales and watches, feeling the tingling in his loins growing ever tighter as the Elder starts to rapidly masturbate, one hand reaching up to smooth the shaggy, braided fur-hair atop his head. His veiny cock pulses and twitches with each plunging stroke, each tug of his fingers bumping with his knot and stimulating his member ever more. Even from this distance, Liam can see the beads of pre-cum forming at the tip and the Elder rolls his head back, squirming slightly in his seat to get more comfortable. His body visibly betrays how much he needs it, and Liam mouth waters at the thought of //helping// his Alpha out.
The Elder's hand strokes faster and faster as the other inevitably delves down from his head, stroking across his chest and down to his stomach before drifting past his cock and sinking in between his thighs. He stuffs some digits beneath his balls and Liam gawks as the Alpha's fingers slip into his most intimate area. Though the Lupa cub can't really see what the Elder's doing with his fingers with any clear detail, the movement of his body made it clear that he's fingering himself.
His hand moves faster and faster, encouraged by the rhythmic fingering of his digits, and Liam watches as pre-cum readily oozes down the Lupa's fingers and along the underside of his cock, dribbling down his balls. The Alpha abruptly rolls his head back and Liam stares as ropes of seed splatter across the wolf's front as his knot swells, covering his body in sticky, angled strings of seed that dribble down and deep into his fur. The Elder's hands withdraw from between his legs and flop to the side as he sits, panting, spent.
(if:$Naked is true)[Liam reaches down to stroke his bare naked erection, shuddering at the feeling of his own digits around his hard cock, aroused at the sight of his naked leader.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam reaches down and lightly grazes the front of his pants, now aware that he's completely hard and aching to touch himself.] He glances away for just one moment, looking down at his crotch, before turning his attention back to the window. What he didn't expect, however, was for the Elder to be looking right at him with those piercing golden eyes.
Liam bolts back down the stairs and ducks down where he can't be seen, heart pounding in his chest. He expects the Alpha to come out and look for him, so he hides and waits. He lingers for a good few minutes before he's certain that the Elder won't be following him. Blowing a sigh of relief, Liam retreats, away from the house and into the centre of Fajun.(set:$ElderM to true)(set:$ElderV to true)]
[[Continue.->Fajun]](if:$LBL is 1)[As Liam slowly opens the door from his bedroom into the living room, he spots a pair of pants on the floor near the entrance. Then he hears the quiet, grunting breaths intermingled with lighter ones.
Then he smells it. His sensitive nose picks up on the scent of sex.](else:)[As Liam slowly opens the front door, the first thing he sees is a pair of pants on the floor near the entrance. Then he hears the quiet, grunting breaths intermingled with lighter ones.
Then he smells it. His sensitive nose picks up on the scent of sex.]
(if: visits is 1)[Liam is young, but even he can recognise the aroma of sweat and cum. His combined senses tell him to stop and he freezes by the door, his breath hitching in his throat at the thought of walking in and seeing what he can only assume to be his father having sex. Thankfully, those grunts and the rhythmic sound of wet slaps doesn't seem to falter: whoever's in there, they didn't hear him open the door.
Curiosity gets the better of Liam, and he tentatively peeks through the crack in the door, and he finally sees what's happening. Part of him regrets doing so, but the other part is excited: spread across the table is a teen Lupa, probably older than Liam but definitely not old enough to be an adult warrior. They're laying on their side, one leg laid out across the table with their foot dangling off the end and one raised high, pressed against the gyrating frame of Liam's father, Farngur. Liam doesn't have to look down to see what they're doing, yet he stares anyway.
The two of them are barely illuminated by a nearby candle and Liam notices that they are visibly naked in all the necessary places: Farngur's faulds and pants lay strewn around his ankles covering his feet, whilst the teen on the table, his fur a muddy mixture of brown and white, is still bearing a linen top. His jacket lays in a heap on the floor and his pants are near where Liam is standing. Liam's gaze trails down and widen at the sight of his father's pistoning hips and his fat, throbbing humanoid erection pumping in and out of the teen's behind, hefty balls swinging and slapping against the spread cheeks. Liam never pictured his father to be so big, and part of him was repulsed at the sight-- but that was quickly drowned out by his arousal.](else:)[Liam knows all too well what is happening this time, and he halts by the door, ears twisting to the sounds of his father's sex. He peeks through the crack in the door and notices his father once more, along with (if:$FarngurTalk is true)[Arthi, his father's lover-- Liam feels a little jealous, but happiness swells within him, coupled with arousal.](else)[a teen who is similarly coloured to the one from last night-- presumably to Liam, this is a common occurrence. Liam can't help but feel jealous, but he's also turned on.]
Much like before, they've only removed all the necessary clothes and the others lay strewn across the room, thrown and tossed aside in the urgency of needing to fuck. Liam tentatively watches and licks his lips as he sees his fathers slickened-up, veiny cock pumping in and out of the teen's behind whilst the boy whimpers and huffs, one arm across his face and the other clutching the table as his toes curl and splay in response to the sensations of pleasure and discomfort.]
Unable to resist, Liam (if:$Naked is true)[reaches down his naked form and firmly grips the length of his stiffening cock, the member vividly pulsing and rapidly growing at the sight before him.](elseif:$Naked is false)[reaches into his pants and idly fondles his own humanoid member, which begins to rapidly stiffen at the sight of the two.] (if:$FarngurTalk is true)[Arthi](else:)[The teen on the table] has his eyes closed despite facing towards the door, so Liam can at least watch without being seen-- his father, on the other hand, has his attention solely focused on the boy beneath him, his low grunts of pleasure mingling with tender, boyish moans from the teen Lupa. Occasionally, Farngur's rhythmic actions falter and slow and his thrusts grow heavier and harder, causing the boy to whimper and gasp, before they return to a moderate pace once more. Liam can only guess that it's because Farngur doesn't quite have the stamina he used to.
The sight is almost intoxicating. Liam finds himself openly stroking his little erection, barely 4 inches in length, to the sight of his dad fucking another boy. (if:$Naked is true)[(if:$LBL is 1)[Liam had initially intended to walk around his house naked for a bit and even go outside for fun, but it was oddly hot to stand there in the nude by his bedroom door, watching his father have sex. Pre-cum oozes from his member, leaking down the underside of his cock as he strokes and pleasures himself.](else:)[Liam had initially intended to go inside and get some clothes, but it was oddly hot to masturbate naked outside of his father's house to the sight of their sex, his hand wildly stroking back and forth, pre-cum oozing from its tip.]](elseif:$Naked is false)[His cock tents his cloth pants, oozing pre-cum against the fabric and staining it from the inside as his hand wildly beats back and forth.] He's careful not to pump his hand against his crotch too hard, or else he might make a sound and catch their attention-- he even puts a hand over his mouth to quieten his panting breath as his cheeks grow flushed at the sight.
Liam doesn't know how long his father and the boy have been at it, but they're showing no signs of stopping anytime soon-- which suits Liam just fine, for it means he can look on a little longer.
[[Continue.->FarngurTSS2]]//A lesson or two can't hurt//, Liam thinks as he takes a seat with the other kids, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of his father. (if:$Naked is true)[Despite his son's nakedness, the aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.](elseif:$Naked is false)[The aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.]
"Since Liam is a little late and we've only just begun, I'll start from the beginning." He begins, shifting in his seat. A few of the other kids cast Liam a glare, as if annoyed they'd be here longer, before turning their attention back to Farngur.
"Today, you'll be learning about the other tribes on this island, aside from the Lupa," He continues. "There are 5 main tribes, including us. The others are the Drak, the Felia, the Hyai and the Ursa. Has anyone met someone of another tribe before?"
A quiet silence fills the air before one of the other wolven cubs raises his hand. Farngur nods to him and the brown-furred cub parts his lips to speak.
"My mother does some trading with a big, shaggy bear man," The boy explains. "I think he's from the Ursa Tribe."
"That would be right," Farngur hums his approval. "The Ursa are predominantly bears. Does anyone know the species of the other tribes?"
Silence once again makes its presence known as none of the cubs reply, not even liam. Farngur seems almost a little surprised, but he smooths his expression over and continues.
"The Felia are felines and our natural rivals. We've been at odds with them for centuries, long before our ancestors founded Fajun. They are wily and cunning, but make for excellent hunters. The Ursa, on the other hand, are their polar opposite-- big, strong and brutish, and not very good at hunting. They are the mightiest of warriors who could wrestle even a dragon to the ground. You'll find no better warriors than the Ursa."
"The Hyai are not unlike us Lupa-- they are another descendant of our great Wolven god with which our tribe is their namesake, only they answer to a different god. They are also excellent hunters, but also incredible entertainers. Last but not least is the Drak, descendants of the dragons themselves. They're strong, but that's not their main talent: their craftmanship is unparalleled, especially their steelwork. If you ever find a good blade, know that it's likely made by an Drak."
"You keep talking about hunters. Is being a hunter that important?" One of the cubs asked, to which Farngur scoffed.
"Who do you think fills your belly, and the belly of your fellow tribesman? Without people to hunt and hunt well, you wouldn't have food to eat or furs to wear. They are as important as any warrior."
Liam couldn't help but feel the gap between him and his peers growing more and more with each passing second.
[[Continue.->FLess12]]//A lesson or two can't hurt//, Liam thinks as he takes a seat with the other kids, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of his father. (if:$Naked is true)[Despite his son's nakedness, the aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.](elseif:$Naked is false)[The aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.]
"Alright, since you're all settled, I'll be going over Forestia today." Farngur begins by reaching over to the large table in the main living room and lifting up a rolled piece of parchment. He unfurls it in front of them and holds it up for them to see a reasonably detailed map of the island they're all currently living on. The map is just slightly wider than his body and only as tall as his chest, but it's big enough to show all the necessary landmarks.
"This here," Farngur holds the map with one hand, near the top, whilst his other hand reaches down and points to a small circle roughly bigger the the width of his index finger. "Is Fajun, where we are right now."
"Are we really that tiny?" One of the much younger cubs that is learning with them seems perplexed, and all Farngur does is nod.
"Forestia is a lot bigger than you can possible imagine. These here are the other tribes. The Felia, Hyai, Ursa and Drak." Farngur continues, dragging his hand up and pointing to several other small circles on the map, all along the edge of the island in 5 distinct points. Going clockwise from Fajun to the south, the tribes are Felia, Ura, Drak and Hyai respectively, ending on the west side of Forestia. Liam squints when he realises that one could join a line to each tribe's village and form a upside down, five pointed star. In the centre of the map there is no distinct landmark, but it does make Liam wonder...
"This here is the Forest of the Gods," Farngur specifically points to a large clump of forest that's on the north side of the island in between two villages. "Liam already knows but for those that don't, never go here. Ever. This forest is full of strong, wild creatures-- stronger than you can ever imagine. We've lost a few reckless hunters who went in there. They say that therein lies a giant serpent whose the son of the Forest God, Illneth."
A chill sets over the young cubs, who nervously look at each other. Some are even trembling from the mere thought of such a large and scary creature, mostly the ones too young and immature. Farngur's stern stare and sombre warning seems to put the fear into them enough to keep them away.
"The forests north of our village are also dangerous, don't forget that. Only hunters or skilled warriors...or even reckless young boys," Farngur subtly glances over to his son and Liam averts his face. "Should go in here. But as you can see, the majority of the island is grassland and forestry."
"These here are the common trade and travel routes. Stick to these if you're leaving the village. They are mostly safe." Farngur gestures to the lines drawn across the map connecting the villages-- not in the way that Liam thought earlier, but in irregular paths to account for the terrain. They form squiggly paths the connect the majority of the villages up, bar one.
[[Continue.->FLess22]]//A lesson or two can't hurt//, Liam thinks as he takes a seat with the other kids, sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of his father. (if:$Naked is true)[Despite his son's nakedness, the aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.](elseif:$Naked is false)[The aged white wolf smiles, satisfied, before he clears his throat.]
"Alright, your lesson for today is about the gods," Farngur begins, relaxing in his seat as if he's about to tell a mighty tale. "Raise your hand if some of you worship the gods at night before you sleep."
Liam glances over and sees 4 out of the 7 cubs seated raise their hands. Farngur takes one look at Liam and sighs through his nose, reaching for his cup and taking a large gulp.
"You should be," He sternly remarks. "The gods bless both our fights and our lives. We owe it to them to give them our prayers and tribute. But you're young, so you don't yet understand...so I will teach you about the gods."
"In the beginning, at the start of all creation, was one God: **Ermine**, the King of Time. Using his powers, he watched as our world came into being, sculpted by the World Serpent **Alnet**, his one and only son. When Alnet shaped the world, he gave it life and birthed his own brother: **Laatul**, God of the Earth."
The cubs sit in awe and listen to Farngur's tale with excitement. Even Liam was curious-- he's heard snippets of his father's tales of the gods before, but never has he heard the full story.
"Laatul was wise and powerful, and enriched his body with minerals and nutrients so that animals and wildlife through thrive. In his utopia, nothing lived nor died and those already on his divine body lived in eternal paradise. Laatul and Alnet's relationship grew closer until they joined hands in divine light and gave birth to a new generation of gods."
"Um, but weren't both of them boys?" One of the cubs asks, making Farngur pause.
"The gods have no gender and transcend the need for bodily functions," He replies. "It doesn't matter whether they are referred to as he, she, they or it, because they are all of them at once."
The cub scrunches up his snout, but seems to understand. Farngur pauses for a moment longer before he continues.
"These gods controlled the elements, and their fathers delegated the role of observing these elements to them: **Arfur, Retar, Ysil and Entarn**. These were the gods of Fire, Water, The Sky and Nature respectively. Laatul and Alnet were overjoyed with their new children."
"But in a fit of pain, something changed. Laatul squirmed and writhed as the very earth shook, and out of his agony birthed three new children that changed the world forever: **Lita, Dalnar and Caon**. Life, Death and Chaos."
[[Continue.->FLess32]](if:$Naked is true)[Content with his lewd nakedness](elseif:$Naked is false)[Peeling off his clothes,] Liam crawls into bed and hides under the covers. (if:$DN is "day")[It's hard to ignore the sound of clashing steel and training tribesman from outside, but Liam eventually manages to drown it out, feeling sleep slowly take him as he becomes more and more comfortable beneath the covers. He feels as if he is being pulled into them, sinking deeper and deeper as his body grows heavier.](elseif:$DN is "night")[The quiet stillness of the night makes it easy to sleep, not to mention the lack of any bright lights. The cub's exhausted body very easily relaxes amongst his plush furs and he closes his eyes, feeling his conscious sink deeper as dreams bubble forth and sleep takes him.](set:$Dream to (random:1,3))
(if:$Dream is 1)[Liam dreams of being a strong and mighty warrior, stronger than anyone in his tribe. He imagines himself wielding a sword as long as his body and fighting the chieftain, who submits to him after battle and congratulates him on being strong and noble. He dreams of his peers, kids his age standing in awe and bowing before him as he becomes the new and benevolent leader of the Lupa tribe. Such imaginings can only exist in fantasy, for Liam's life may never be like that.](elseif:$Dream is 2)[Liam dreams of riding a horse across a grassy landscape, with rolling fields and lush green grass as far as the eye can see. He imagines a tall, imposing giant rising up from a small pond, who reaches out his hands and billows flowers and dandelion spores across the landscape, which bloom trees and plants across the field. The trees stretch up so far that Liam can't even see the tops. His horse slows to a halt and the giant, a big green dragon, bows down to hold out his hand to him. Liam stands on his palm and is raised up far higher than he could ever imagine, and his dream ends as he casts his gaze across the fields to see other giants in the distance.](elseif:$Dream is 3)[Liam dreams of laying in his bed, covers up to his chin. Suddenly, the feeling of his bed beneath him fades and he's falling through the sky, clutching to his blanket as he falls. The wind catches his furs and billows them out, slowing his fall. Liam gawks as his naked body descends into what looks to be a rocky, shallow reef, his feet meeting the water as his blanket disappears. Mermaids rise from the depths to join him, fins flapping as they compliment his body. His vision is suddenly obscured by another mermaid-- or rather a merman, tall and chiselled, covered in bright vibrant scales. The rest of the dream is a blur, but when Liam awakes, his loins are tingling and wet.]
It is now [$DN]time. Liam rolls out of bed, stretching to loosen his limbs. He feels like he had a fairly restful sleep-- and now he has the whole day to himself.
A bit of walking around will loosen up his cold joints.(set:$FSleep to false)(set:$FaFuck to false)(set:$ElderV to false)
[[Continue.->LiamBedroom]](if:(history:) contains "LiamHouse")[(if:$DN is "night")[(goto:"LiamHouseNight")](elseif:$DN is "day")[(goto:"LiamHouseDay")]](else:)[Liam leaves his bedroom and enters the living room, stretching and yawning as he prepares himself for the day.
The living room of their little home is simple. There are no stairs leading to an upper floor, but instead adjoining rooms to the left and right. Liam's own is on the left side of the house, whereas his father's room is on the right side. On the adjacent wall sits a pair of double doors leading outside, and opposite that wall is a large table where Liam and his father usually sit to eat or talk. Furs and animal heads hang all over the walls as trophies for good hunts, and various cutlery and utensils are crafted from bone and tusks. Liam's father is sitting in a large chair intended for the leader of the house, one foot lifted up and laid across the opposite knee.
Liam quickly notices that some other kids are here, all roughly the same age as him, give or take a year or two. It's fairly unsurprising to Liam that they're here, since his father teaches them whenever he gets the change. His dad lifts a mug in his direction and takes a swig to quench his thirst, giving him the offer of joining or him or leaving, should be wish.
(link:"Sit and Learn")[(set:$FLess to (random:1,3))(if:$FLess is 1)[(goto:"FLess1")](elseif:$FLess is 2)[(goto:"FLess2")](elseif:$FLess is 3)[(goto:"FLess3")]]
[[Go outside.->Fajun]]]
{(set:$LBL to 0)}(if:(history:) contains "Fajun")[(if:$DN is "night")[The village is eerily quiet at night, and if the cold wind during the day is considered bad, at night it's worse.
Liam can practically feel his body freezing over as he stands in the centre of Fajun whilst everyone else is asleep, bar the odd patrolling tribesman who keeps the village safe from outsiders. Liam sees them from time to time but for the most part they ignore him, partly because he's familiar and partly because they have a job to do.
It's almost unnatural not hearing the sound of people sparring from the training grounds so late at night.
(if:$Naked is true)[It would be ideal to go home and get some clothes before his balls freeze over.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Home sounds nice, but there are other places he can go...]](elseif:$DN is "day")[Liam is standing in the centre of Fajun on a fairly chilly day. The sun is shining high in the sky but the wind is biting and he has a feeling it's liable to snow soon. It tends to snow more on the northern side of Forestia but it can snow all over the place when it gets cold enough, from Liam's experience.
The square is as loud as ever as warriors spar and refine their skills with an axe or sword. Thankfully, he's not close enough for it to be ringing his ears, but each occasional flash of metal against metal makes his ears involuntarily twitch. The sound of fighting always made him feel a little uncomfortable.
(if:$Naked is true)[Liam is fully aware that he's stark naked, and he has no doubt that he's catching the attention of many-- though it's not the first time they've seen a naked Lupa cub. Still, getting some clothes, and some dignity, would be ideal.](elseif:$Naked is false)[So, where to...?]]](else:)[Fajun, home of the Lupa Tribe. Sitting on the south side of Forestia, Fajun is a bustling village home to just over 300 Lupa, a tribe of all wolves. In terms of strength, Lupa sit squarely in the middle of all the other races, but that doesn't stop their strongest warriors from training day and night.
The square is where all the action happens, which Liam's house conveniently overlooks from atop a small hill. From where Liam is standing, a dirt path laden with the odd rock step or two to help any inclines travels down towards a large central plaza, where a sculpted stone statue sits in the centre depicting their God, the Wolf King Entarn. A number of houses sit around the outside of the square but they are predominantly used for supplies, food and medicine rather than residential living. The rest of those houses stretch far on all sides, encased in a tall wooden wall around the outside of the village. Apart from those, a single well-built house, larger than the rest, sits directly opposite Liam's own, nestled between the north and north-west paths leading out of Fajun-- this is the Elder's residence, and was built deliberately higher up on a platform, with stairs leading up.
Just to the right of the path leading up to Liam's house is another path that runs down the side of the hill by his house and behind it, forming a trail that leads to their docks. As far as Liam remembers, no-one's ever tried to sail back to the main continent, but they catch plenty of fish in the peak season. There's also a beach down that where workers make new ships or tribesman relax-- if they have time, that is. Everyone in Fajun has a role and must adhere to it to keep the village functioning.
Several other main paths lead away from the main square, predominantly to the north, east and north-west. These are the main trade routes leading out of the village and to the other tribes. Liam mainly takes the north road to reach the forest for exploration. A training square sits not too far from the main plaza, and Liam can hear the fighting from here as warriors hone their battle skills.
Large as the village is, Liam doesn't have much to do here. It would be rude to break into a random house, nor does he need to go shopping. There are places for him to go, however.]
|Naked>[Leave the village.](click:?Naked)[(if:$Naked is true)[Liam can't leave Fajun completely naked.](elseif:$Naked is false)[(goto:"VillageGates")]]
[[Go home.->LiamHouse]]
[[Go to the docks.->FajunDocks]]
|EH>[Go to the Elder's house.](click:"Go to the Elder's house.")[(replace:?EH)[(if:$DN is "day")[The Elder is probably busy. (if:$ErikF3 is true)[(if:$ElderM is true)[(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[It doesn't look like you can go in right now.](else:)[(link:"Liam sees Erik standing near the door...")[(goto:"ErikElderSS1")]](elseif:$ElderM is false)[Maybe later...]]](elseif:$ErikF3 is false)[Maybe later...?]](elseif:$DN is "night")[(if:$ErikDocks is true)[Does Liam want to (link:"Approach the front door")[(goto:"ElderHouseSS1")] or (link:"Break into Erik's bedroom?")[(goto:"ErikBedroomSS1")]](elseif:$ErikDocks is false)[(goto:"ElderHouseSS1")]]]]"Alright, that's it for now."
Farngur claps his hands together and the cubs pull themselves to their feet, murmuring to each other briefly as they turn and leaving Liam's house, closing the double doors behind them. Liam turns to his father and Farngur beams at his son.
"Thanks for coming today, son. I wasn't sure if you were going to, honestly. You've been so busy lately..." Farngur trails off, unsure what else to say. Instead, he simple shakes his head and gestures Liam close. The young wolf approaches and his father gives him a pat on the back and a quick hair ruffle.
"I won't be teaching for a little while, so why don't you go and have some fun?" Farngur suggests, and Liam shrugs his shoulders.
"Okay, father." He agrees, glancing towards the door. He gives his father one last smile and a quick wave, before separating from him and approaching the front door. He tugs it open and slips through.
(if:$Naked is true)["See you later," Farngur begins. "Oh, and Liam...put on some clothes."
Farngur visibly grimaces and Liam's cheeks warm at the thought. Perhaps he should, but just to spit his father and make light of it, he instead slips out the door, sticking out his tongue as he went.](elseif:$Naked is false)["See you later." He calls before closing the door behind him, stepping out into Fajun.]
[[Continue.->Fajun]]"So, I've told you about the other tribes, but there's more to it than that," Farngur continues, leaning forwards in his seat as he does so. "It's no secret that we're at odds with the other tribes, much as they are to us and each other."
"Why is that?" One of the boys asks, curious.
"For the simple fact of rivalry," Liam's father replies. "When our ancestors sailed here, they had one thing in mind: make this island theirs. What they didn't plan on was having 4 competitors. Though Forestia is large and big enough for all of us... that wistful dream hasn't died with it."
"But I don't want to take over the island," The first boy, whose mother does trade with an Ursa, insists. "They seem nice..."
"I'm sure you're not the only Lupa to feel the same way," Farngur's gaze flicks, just for a split second, in his son's direction. "But there are many who disagree with you. Regardless, such a wild dream would never come to pass now. Regardless of our own individual strengths and weaknesses... it would throw the island into chaos. We've formed a tense, yet civil relationship with the other tribes for now. Whether that will change in the future depends on our Chief, and the Chief after him, and so on."
"There is one final matter to cover, which I'm sure some of you are already aware of. Can anyone tell me what it is?" Farngur stares down to the young Lupa cubs sitting before him. This time, it's Liam who raises his hand. Farngur gestures to him to speak.
"The inter-tribe tournament, right?" Liam responds, and his father grins, proud of his answer.
"Exactly. The inter-tribe tournament...they honestly couldn't find a better name for it. But the tribes gather together and mingle during that time. This year, it's in Ursa territory. If your parents plan on taking you, make sure you be nice. Though we have a friendly rivalry, we all live on this continent together."
"But what if one of them's mean to me?" Another boy suggests.
"Then stand up for yourself, but don't overdo it. Remember, Ursa are the strongest there is-- you don't want to be fighting that one on one." Farngur replies, and the cubs exchange nervous glances.
Liam, however, understands. Perhaps it's because he's not much of a fighter himself, but the thought of avoiding conflict sounds good to him.
[[Continue.->FLessEnd]]"Farngur, what's that place? There's no paths to it." Liam pipes up, pointing to the one lone circle on the north side of the island, smaller than the tribal villages and wedged between the Drak tribe's main village and the Forest of Gods. Farngur glances down and understands immediately.
"That is the Forge of Kings," Liam's father explains. "The legendary forge used only by the Drak, who live in the mountains. I've never seen it myself for the place is sacred to the Drak, but it's said that they forge metal from the very fire of the mountain's belly, blessed by the Fire God Arfur himself. Though it's not really for the Drak, it's worth putting on the map as it's outside their village."
"So, the rest...north of Hyai's village, Rubeda, there is a dip of sandy shore great than the other beaches on the island. For the Hyai, it's a popular relaxation spot despite the cold weather. They call it the Crescent Sand."
"Over here on the left, roughly between the Felia's home Veltaine and the Ursa's village Gahrilt lies a deep, barren cave perfect for mining. Most of our metal for weapons comes from there. They call it Laatul's Belly, named after the Earthern God."
"There are likely many other places here that aren't marked on the map," Farngur concludes. "And certainly many places that haven't yet been explored by even our toughest warriors, due to how strong some of the creatures on the island can be. Around our own village there aren't many landmarks-- our warriors have been diligent in keeping the borders of our own territory safe for young ones like yourself. Just remember that if you plan to leave the village on your own, take a friend with you. Two blades are better than one."
Farngur stretched his back and curls the map back up, placing it on the table and glancing to each one of them in turn. He quirks his eyebrow, as if wondering if anyone has any questions, but all the boys are silent, even Liam. The white wolf's head is lost in thought at what kinds of adventures he could have outside of Fajun...
[[Continue.->FLessEnd]]"These three were unlike their siblings, forced into being. They held powers far greater than anyone imagined, and just like that Laatul's paradise became a distant memory. The pain Laatul endured in birthing his three new children sent him into a deep slumber and, stricken with grief for the loss of his love, Alnet left to the cosmos to return to the lap of his father and seek his comfort. There he remains, docile under Ermine's soothing touch. In Laatul's slumber, Lita and Dalnar created a cycle, raising life from the ashes of death. Seeking no intentions to do anything but their divine mission, the two joined hands in existence and slept within the depths of their father, creating The Eternal Balance. And, with this new cycle came a wealth of new beings created from the four siblings themselves who now had freedom to govern in their father's stead."
"Arfur, seeking the ever burning fire of passion, created ancestors who could wield his flame. Ysil saw his creation and wept, joining hands with Arfur and allowing his masterpiece to bless the skies too. This, in turn, created what we know as Dragons, and in turn their descendants, the Drak. Retar grew jealous and created a being designed to counter them, to be strong enough to topple them: this is how the Ursa came into being, but before them was their predecessor, the Celestial Ursine, who could call upon the power of the stars."
"Entarn fell in love with that which he governed, and assumed the shape of his most favourite creature, the wolf. He lived in harmony with his father's creations of wildlife and in turn bore new species from his love with the animals: first the Lupa, his pureblood descendants, and then the Hyai, bred from the pairing of Entarn and an Ursa who he admired so dearly. With that, four races were created...whilst one God observed."
"Caon never fit in with his siblings. Neither Arfur, Ysil, Entarn nor Retar wished to know him, and Lita and Dalnar were nowhere to be found. So, much like his siblings, Caon created his own beings: The Felia, cunning and sly and able to create chaos wherever they went in service of their God. And, lonely as he was, Caon lived amongst them as their ruler. Some say that the Felia's chieftain is simply a vessel for their God. Whether they are right or not, I cannot say."
Farngur ends his story amicably and the cubs stare, wide-eyed, at him. None of them know what to say: even Liam is speechless with how the world came to be. Are there really gods looking over them, or is it just a fantasy created by his ancestors as a way of explaining parts of the world they don't understand?
Until Liam sees one in the flesh, he can't say for sure.
[[Continue.->FLessEnd]](if:$DN is "night")[Much like the rest of the village, the gates at night are strangely quiet. Liam chalks it up to the lack of fighting and the general hustle and bustle of people going about their business. Technically Liam should be asleep too, yet here he is...wandering around at night.
As he approaches the gate, he can see two guards standing by it's closed entrance. He recognises them immediately as Gray and Ilben, the twin wolves who've been working as guards since they were teens. As he approaches, one of them stiffens and then sighs.
"Really, Liam? This late at night?" He remarks, sounding almost concerned.
(if:(history:) contains "GrayIlbenSS13")["I know what I'm doing," Liam assures them, shifting on the spot a little and looking shy. "Besides, if I'm in trouble then you guys will take care of me, won't you?"
Ilben visibly blushes and Gray merely smirks, but neither of them can look him in the eye. He didn't mean to embarrass them, but...well, it is pretty cute. After a brief moment, they turn to the gates and, with their strength, push them open to allow Liam to pass. The cub slips on through, lightly touching them as he went, both out of fondness and also just to tease. He's a good boy, he swears.
"I'll be back." He assures them, waving a brief farewell.](else:)["Don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Liam assures him, though he doesn't know if he's being overly confident to mask his nerves or something else. Regardless, it seems to work: the guards exchange a glance before shuffling about in their iron and fur plated garb, approaching the closed gates. With a mighty push, they ease one of the doors open enough for Liam to slip through.
"Thanks. I'll be back." He assures them, ducking through the gate and allowing them to close it behind him.]
Now all that's left to do is pick a destination.](if:$DN is "day")[Liam approaches the village gates, opting to go from the north end of the village, simply because it's the most convenient. He'll never get over how big the gates look from up close, taller than any Lupa by at least 2 or 3 times. It's always so imposing.
Each gate is guarded by a couple of Lupa, and the northern gate is no exception. Liam is used to see the guards posted there: Gray and Ilben, two grey-furred wolf twins who've been guardsman since they were late teenagers. They're a good 10 or 11 years Liam's senior but he gets on fairly well with them.
"Hail Liam," Gray, the guard posted to the left, thumps his spear against the ground whilst Ilben nods in greeting. (if: visits is 1)[The only way to tell the two of them apart is by their scar. When they were younger, Gray got hurt during a sparring match by accident and now sports a scar right across his left eye. His brother has no such scar however, so it's easy to spot the two.](else:)[Liam glances from one to the other and smiles over at Gray, recognising him by his iconic scar.]
"Don't mind me, you two. I'm just out to do some exploring." Liam assures them and the two glance to each other, before Ilben sighs, as if knowing him too well.
(if:(history:) contains "GrayIlbenSS13")["Please be safe, Liam," Gray remarks. "What transpired last had me worried...and, well..."
Liam smirks a little, but he nods assuringly, getting closer and lightly touching the pair of them on the arm. He can see the fondness in their eyes and he can't help but grin, before slipping past the gate. He turns and gives them a brief wave of farewell before heading onwards, aware that they're watching him go.](else:)["Just stay safe, okay Liam? I don't want your father to skin me alive." The unscarred canine remarks. The gates are already open, so Liam simply nods to do the two and heads on through. He waves them a quick farewell as he goes.]]
(link:"Explore the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE2","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
[[Return to Fajun.->Fajun]]{
(if:$DN is "day")[(goto:"ErikDSS1")]
(elseif:$DN is "night")[(if:$ErikV is false)[(goto:"ForestE21")](elseif:$ErikV is true)[(goto:"ErikNSS1")]]
}Liam ventures deep into the forest. Where he's going, nobody knows.
Liam should arguably be keeping a map of the area, but he's been venturing in the forest for a good year now, since he turned 10 and his father deemed him capable enough after a little combat training. Though he hadn't painted out the entire forest in his head, nor did he know every single location, he at least knew all the important areas. This time, however, he was stepping off the beaten path.
(if:visits is 1)[His journey brought him to a familiar clearing in which there sat a stone sitting square in the centre. He'd always wondered if it were man-made or not-- after all, why would a rock be right in the middle of an otherwise empty clearing, with no other large rocks around? It had always weighed on his mind, but the last time he was here he noticed something off to the right. It had been too dark at the time, but now he could explore it fully. He ventures forwards, past the rock and off to the side of the clearing, weaving through the trees and focusing his gaze on a mountain of rocks in the distance, just shy of a steep incline that lead up a tall hill.
The further he got, the more he could make out. At first, it's just a pile of rocks, but once he's about halfway towards it he notices a gap in it's craggy, mismatched surface: an opening, of sorts. Once he's close enough to circle around, he realises it's a cave entrance. The 'pile of rocks' he thought it was is actually where the cave entrance has fallen apart due to the weather and terrain, leaving the debris scattered around the entrance. Technically it's dangerous, but the entrance seems stable. Liam throws all caution to the wind and steps inside.
The cave is not as deep as he was hoping. It goes as far as barely a few metres before ending in a rounded little chamber. The entire entrance and tunnel isn't that much bigger than his body standing up and the chamber itself can hardly be called that-- it's more like a dead end. Perhaps it was used as a place for monsters or animals to rest in the rain.
With a shrug, Liam commits it to memory and then leaves.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE2"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]]](else:)[(if:$DrakeF is true)[Liam steps off the beaten path according to the landmarks, playing over past events when he came here in his mind. He tries not to think about it too much and instead focuses on exploring, yet his journey takes him back to the cave he was once at. He was admittedly not thinking about where he was going and ended up back here again.
Liam casts his gaze around and him and distinctly notices the drake off in the distance, resting in a clearing. Liam is hesitant to approach, but the act of him stepping on a twig underfoot, the snap resounding through the air, catches the drake's attention. The creature raises its head and looks in his direction, spotting him, before bounding over.
Oops.](elseif:$DrakeF is false)[Reaching the all familiar clearing containing the rock in the centre, Liam steps off the beaten path and makes his way back to the cave he saw before. He was hoping to find an animal or two hiding out there, maybe a wolf puppy or something similar.
When he finally reaches the cave, it's as empty as it was last time. Liam frowns and is a little bit disappointed-- he was hoping there might be something here, considering he came back. Yet, there was nothing.
With a sigh, Liam turns...and comes face to face with the owner of the cave.]
[[Continue.->DrakeSS1]]]Despite the sight of the two before him and the act of their sex, Liam's attention became more focused on his father than the boy-- specifically, his cock. Liam was always fascinated by what his father's naked body might look like, though he didn't want to admit it outright. Farngur is typically a reserved individual, so getting to see how hung he is up close is both an exhilarating and arousing sight.
Liam's cock is practically leaking (if:$Naked is true)[out in the open--](elseif:$Naked is false)[in his pants--] pent up and needy, Liam is unable to stop touching himself due to the pleasure. (if:$visits is 1)[His thoughts of his father's cock drifted into thoughts of what it'd be like to be fucked by him. Liam imagines himself in the position of the teen instead, spread-eagled on the table with his father towering of him with that look in his eyes...](else:)[His thoughts once again drift into self-inserting purely out of arousal and jealousy, imagining himself in the position of the teen, getting fucked by his father...]
Liam's daydreaming is interrupted by the movement of the two people before him. Making sure to keep himself hidden behind the slightly ajar door, Liam watched as Farngur lowers the boy's leg down and spreads them wide, tugging the teen in with his hands and leaning over him, placing a hand on the table to prop himself up. With one hand around the Lupa's hip he begins to thrust again, bucking furiously back and forth as his carnal grunts of pleasure grew more and more ferocious, causing (if:$FarngurTalk is true)[Arthi](else:)[the teen beneath him] to gasp and shudder, huffing with each and every thrust.
Liam watches with bated breath as the two begin to gyrate harder and faster, spurred on by something more than lust. Farngur lowers his head and Liam's eyes widen as his father kisses the boy, sealing the teen's moans of pleasure and muffled his whimpers as Farngur plunges deep, rolling his hips and kneading the entirety of his cock into the teen's ass. Liam rapidly masturbates himself as he sees the teen grip to Farngur, eyes closed in their deep kiss, and his squirming becomes more and more laboured. Then, all of a sudden, the teen stops, and their lips part. Farngur leans his head to the side and burrows his muzzle into the teen's neck, letting out a harsh, yet tender groan as the boy quietly huffs beneath him, suddenly looking limp.
Liam trembles on the spot as his orgasm rolls over him and he quickly realises he jerked himself to completion at the sight of the two having sex. (if:$Naked is true)[He glances down to see the sticky strings of cum he's left all over the dirty path, his fingers sticky with seed where it has dribbled down the underside of his cock.](elseif:$Naked is false)[He retrieves his hand from his pants and grimaces at how messy they've become on the inside, to the point of leaving sticky trails between his young fingers.] He polishes the seed from his digits by licking them as his gaze returns to the two males, locked in post-coitus bliss.
(if:$LBL is 1)[Figuring it's best to give them some time to clean up, Liam returns to his room for a while and sits on his bed, fiddling with his bedsheets and idly stroking his limp cock, wishing he could be //that// close to his father. He gives it an hour before heading into the room.(set:$FaFuck to true)(set:$LBL to 1)
[[Continue.->LiamHouse]]](else:)[Figuring it's best to give them some time to clean up, Liam backs up and takes his leave, lingering in Fajun for a little bit longer with sentimental feelings of wanting to be //that// close to his father.(set:$FaFuck to true)
[[Return.->Fajun]]](if:visits is 1)[Liam reaches for his dagger and pulls it form the scabbard. Brandishing it as best he can and conjuring all the training knowledge he's received, Liam lunges forward with dagger in hand, thrusting the blade towards the slime in an attempt to stab it.
The slime lurches back just out of reach and wobbles on the spot. Liam can't tell if it's angry or upset, but it suddenly spits at him, launching a globule of slime that hits his face and obscures his vision. Liam opens his mouth to cry out and some of the slime's substance gets on his tongue, forcing him to clamp his mouth shut and recoil from the taste. He reaches up and tries desperately to wipe away the goo from his face, and it eventually falls away under his touch, splattering against the floor. By the time he can properly see again, the slime is gone. It must have ducked into the bushes when he was blinded.
Blowing a sigh of relief, Liam stows his scabbard away, hands shaking. That was a little too scary.](else:)[This isn't the first time Liam's attacked a slime. This time, he'll be ready.
He swiftly pulls his dagger from his scabbard, but before he can reach out to stab it, a splatter of slime hits his face and obscures his vision. He knows his time to keep his mouth shut and he frantically wipes away the goo from his face, trying to restore his sight. By the time he's done, the slime has already hopped away-- he can hear it rustling in the bushes, growing quieter and quieter as it moves further away. Once again, he failed to even do anything, and that makes him feel dejected.]
He decides to leave for now.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE2","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]](if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[A gamble's a gamble-- and he can't deny how nice it felt before. He decides to try again.](else:)[It seems harmless, so petting it is probably the best thing to do, right?]
Slowly, Liam approaches the slime and squats down, tentatively reaching out with his bare hand. (if:$DN is "day")[He presses his palm and fingers to the strangely cool exterior of the bright blue slime and is surprised when his hand doesn't sink right through, as if the slime has an outer membrane of sorts.](elseif:$DN is "night")[He presses his palm and fingers to the slime's silhouette and feels its strangely cool exterior. It's hard to make out its colour, but it looks to be blue, or close to it. He's surprised when his hand doesn't sink right through, as if the slime has an outer membrane of sorts.] Liam's hand easily glides over the slime's surface as he moves it back and forth, and he watches as the slime presses up against his hand, subtly leaning into his touch. It's oddly...cute, in a way.
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")["You like that?"](else:)["Well, aren't you harmless?"] Liam quietly remarks as he runs his hand back and forth, gently stroking the slime's top. He can see it moving closer and closer over time, scooting a little nearer to him until its body touches with his knees. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Liam doesn't mind, silently hoping that what happened before might happen again.](else:)[Liam doesn't mind, and mostly assumes it just wants more petting.]
Liam is (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[once again surprised,](else:)[surprised,] however, when the slime suddenly lurches up, jumping at his body. The cub's squatting position was tentative an unstable at best, so the slime's motion easily knocked Liam backwards, falling onto his ass with his knees tucked up. His torso sailed backward and he braced himself with his elbows to stop his head from hitting the floor, but the entire act of falling backwards had startled him. Instinctively, Liam tries to scoot back, but finds that his ass was stuck-- and he soon realises why.
The slime, clearly having a mind of its own, has effectively tackled him and is now coagulating and forming around his body, predominantly his stomach and down around his crotch and inner thighs. Liam can even feel the slime's wet interior underneath his ass, staining his pants and keeping him firmly stuck on the spot. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Liam doesn't scoot back this time and instead remains firmly still, watching the slime's movements.](else:)[No amount of scooting and leverage from his feet helps him to get away, but he's also not being attacked either.] Liam watches his wide eyes as his garments slowly dissolve into the slime's body, falling away in pieces until they turn into nothing or swim in tiny patches around the slime's interior. Liams pants are effectively shredded, and the slime crawls up his body and across his chest, dissolving the clothes as it went. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[It happened the exact same as last time, but he was hoping his clothes might stay intact this time. Sadly not.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Liam lets the slime do as it wants, covering his body and dissolving all his clothes from top to bottom.](else:)[Despite Liam's desperate struggles, no amount of squirming stops the slime from doing what it wants, and it doesn't take long for Liam's clothes to disappear entirely, eaten from the bottom to the top.] Now fully naked inside the slime's body, the monster tugs back and situates itself around his crotch again, leaving Liam's chest and shoulders sticky and wet. The cub trembles, wondering what the slime is going to do to him.
It's then that he feels it: a tight, gentle clamping around his cock.
[[Continue.->SlimeSS2]](if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Liam is used to seeing how dexterous a slime can be by now but he still can't get over exactly how intelligent they are, able to so easily manipulate the inside of their bodies like this.](else:)[Liam had no idea that slimes could adjust the density of their insides to such a dexterous degree, yet here he was, getting his cock milked by a slime.]
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Fully intending to stay right where he is, Liam watches](else:)[Knowing that he can't get away, Liam is forced to watch and endure] as he feels the rhythmic, strange squeezing around his member that starts from the bottom and rolls upward towards the tip. As that strange feeling envelopes his member, another soon joins it further down as a firm mass, a dense portion of the slime's innards, forces its way between his cheeks and probes at his (if:$Virgin is true)[virgin entrance,](elseif:$Virgin is false)[entrance,] smearing against the sensitive button.
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")["O-Oh...!"](else:)["W-Wait a minute--"] Liam stammers, reaching out to place his hands upon the slimes surface, (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[using it's body for stability. However, much like before the slime's body loosens and his hands plunge forward, sinking into its innards. Liam can't be sure whether it's a 'kink' for the slime of it's just being cautious, but Liam is quickly and easily stuck once more, even if he didn't intend to be.](else:)[adding pressure in an attempt to push it away. However, his efforts to force the slime off him backfire as the monster's once firm exterior suddenly melts and accepts his hands. Liam lurches forward, surprised, and gasps when his hands sink far enough into the slime to be completely enveloped. When he tries to pull back, his hands remain stuck. His only potential method of escape has been so easily foiled.]
(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[With a delightful sigh, Liam rolls his head back and his body easily reacts to the milking of his cock.](else:)[Regardless of whether Liam wants it or not, his young pubescent body can't deny that feeling around his member.] Each little squeeze and clench stirs his loins and causes his member to harden, slowly but surely stiffening in the slime's body. The consistency of the monster's insides is strange-- it feels similar to sticking his finger into butter or cream: like water, yet somehow with more friction. Now fully hard, the slime doubles its efforts, a rhythmic stroking carressing up and down Liam's young cock as a mess worms its way around his foreskin, grazing against his glans.
A whimper escapes the Lupa's lips as a tingle of pleasure envelopes him. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[Though this isn't the first time, it feels the same as before-- intoxicatingly good.](else:)[This is the first time something other than his hand has ever touched him, and he doesn't want to admit it, but it feels //really// good.] His pleasure is muddied, however, by the stabbing discomfort of the mass against his ass. His tight little ring resists the slime's prodding but no amount of clenching stops the inevitable intrusion, as the mass forces itself upwards and stretches the cub's ring. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[The slime does this every time, but still Liam is not yet used to it. His pucker sears with discomfort and the occasional tingle of pain,](else:)[Unused to such a feeling, Liam's pucker sears with discomfort and spikes of pain,] and he feels (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[the slime](else:)[something] slowly entering him and exploring within(if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[.](else:)[ that feels strangely cool and pleasurable.]
A sudden intense spike of pleasure shoots up Liams spine as the slime's exploration inside his (if:$Virgin is true)[virgin asshole](elseif:$Virgin is false)[asshole] yields fruit: the monster's mass, gooey and viscous, prods and pokes at Liam's prostate as it wiggles around and the Lupa boy finds himself trembling, gasping and moaning under his breath as his pleasure rapidly rises under such an assault. His toes curl and splay and his heels drag against the floor as he's unable to stop squirming, cock fervently and powerfully twitching, stimulated from both sides. Liam inevitably plants his feet against the floor and tries to push up and thrust against the Slime's body, his carnal instincts taking over as he feels himself teetering over the edge.
A number of intense, gasping moans escape the boy's lips as the feeling reaches a peak, a tension in his loins growing tighter and tighter until it abruptly loosens, and his body sags. One final, tender sigh passes his lips as his cock throbs, spurting little strings of cum directly into the slime's insides. The loose off-white strings float around the debris of his clothes and mingle with them as the slime continues to suckle and stroke, collecting every last drop. The mass inside the cub's behind slowly withdraws, leaving Liam with a feeling of emptiness.
When Liam is eventually fully spent, the monster withdraws from him and slides backwards, lingering for barely a moment or two before suddenly leaping off to the side and disappearing into the bushes on the left hand side. Liam listens to the slowly quietening sounds of rustling leaves as the slime scoots off into the distance, leaving Liam naked and spent, his body humming with the afterglow of his orgasm. That was...//good.//
Liam eventually pulls himself together and gets to his feet. He'd better hurry home before something else catches him out here. (if:(history:) contains "SlimeSS2")[He'll certainly be back later for another round.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>](set:$Naked to true)(set:$Virgin to false)(set:$NR to 1)
|Naked>[(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(replace:?Naked)[It's not a good idea to wander around naked. Home is the best option.]]]
[[Return to Fajun.->GrayIlbenSS1]]In the cover of night, Liam opts to take a walk through the forest, primarily following the main path that Lupa's hunters take through the trees. A number of other paths split off from it and Liam picks the second on the left specifically, knowing he'll be safe on the path for the most part-- the odd slime might appear, but that's it.
His journey leads him towards a small pool in the middle of the forest. It's a calm and serene place even at night, with the moon's reflection bouncing off the idle shimmering water, the winds around them rippling its surface. Sometimes people come here to bathe, though it's not the best idea in the winter.
Currently, no-one is here-- after all, who would be in the dark? Liam considers taking a dip, then decides against it: he only came to watch the waves. He likes to come out here to think sometimes.
He lingers for around 10 or 20 minutes before turning and taking his leave.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]](if:(history:) contains "ErikDSS2")[In the light of day, Liam opts to explore the forest. He takes a path commonly used by Lupa hunters when they're out catching game, and of the several branching, beaten paths through the trees, Liam take the second on the left. He'd counted the number of left turns since he entered the forest, so he knew exactly where this path will lead.
After a short 10 minute walk, he finally reaches his destination: a pool in the middle of the forest. In the cold weather it's not used very often, but on warmer days some hunters use the place to bathe and relax. Liam himself likes to come out here to reflect and think whilst watching the pool's surface ripple under the light winds.
No-one seems to be here. Liam thought he might find Erik bathing here again, but he's not here this time. Strange.
Liam lingers for a few minutes before heading back.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]]](else:)[In the light of day, Liam opts to explore the forest. He takes a path commonly used by Lupa hunters when they're out catching game, and of the several branching, beaten paths through the trees, Liam takes the second on the left. He'd counted the number of left turns since he entered the forest, so he knew exactly where this path will lead.
After a short 10 minute walk, he finally reaches his destination: a pool in the middle of the forest. In the cold weather it's not used very often, but on warmer days some hunters use the place to bathe and relax. Liam himself likes to come out here to reflect and think whilst watching the pool's surface ripple under the light winds.
This time, however, someone is here.
Liam spots the clothes first and the person second, and he ducks behind a tree to get a better look. Though this place is known mostly only to Lupa, one can never be too careful. As it turns out, it's someone familiar, and Liam blows a quiet sigh of relief.
Standing in the pool, roughly at the shallow end so the waves only really cover up to his waist, is a young 14 year old Lupa known as Erik-- the Alpha's son, and the usual source of Liam's bullying. He's growing up to be a fine leader like his father, but he is struggling with the loss of his mother to illness a couple of years ago. Couple that with Liam's existence as a non-warrior and one has a recipe for a bully: Erik is just that. He picks on Liam often when he can, but also never goes out of his way to find him. Liam doesn't particularly like how he acts, but he puts up with it out of respect for Erik's father-- which tends to give the 14 year old a wild ego.
Much like his father, he has perfect muscles and a beautiful coat of white fur, somehow whiter than Liam's own. His white hair is braided and tied in a very short ponytail atop his head, giving him a strangely mature look. Liam watches as Erik bows his body to slosh water over himself, and Liam's gaze travels to the Lupa's folded clothes, noticing the blood stains on them. His sensitive nose picks up the smell of blood elsewhere and he surmises that Erik has been out hunting on his own-- which is dangerous, but admirable.
Liam quickly whips behind cover as Erik turns to step out of the pool. The 11 year old does his best to peer from around the tree, staring wide-eyed at the older boy's naked body, athletic and well-built for his age. As Erik walks, his plump sheath and balls bounce with each pad of his foot as he slowly makes his way towards his clothes. Liam expects him to change, but the Lupa instead sits down, leaning up against a chopped tree trunk near the pool's bank. He rolls his head back and relaxes there, and Liam wonders if he's going to sleep.
The Lupa watches as Erik runs a hand up and down his naked body and wet fur, before trailing to his crotch. He cups his sheath with his fingers and idly strokes, cocking one leg up and digging his ankle into the dirt as he stimulates himself. Much to Liam's silent delight, it looks like Erik is going to jerk off-- and if the older boy isn't going to notice him, Liam will do the same.
[[Continue.->ErikDSS2]]](if:$ErikF is true)[(goto:"ForestE21")](elseif:$ErikF is false)[In the cover of night, Liam ops to take a walk through the forest, primarily following the main path that Lupa's hunters take through the trees. A number of other paths split off from it and Liam picks the second on the left specifically, knowing he'll be safe on the path for the most part-- the odd slime might appear, but that's it.
His journey leads him towards a small pool in the middle of the forest. It's a calm and serene place even at night, with the moon's reflection bouncing off the idle shimmering water, the winds around them rippling its surface. Sometimes people come here to bathe, though it's not the best idea in the winter.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[Liam knows that Erik is here somewhere, but it seems as though the future Alpha teen is hiding. As Liam approaches the pond however, he feels a hand on his shoulder, yanking him to the side. He yelps out in surprise as he's pressed against a tree and his nose immediately picks up on the scent of Erik.
"Don't scare me like that." Liam mumbles, and Erik simply chuckles in response, one hand on the cub's chest.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")["Sorry," Erik's apology is small and quiet. "It's good to see you."
His hand trails down and Liam hesitates, leaning to kiss Erik on the lips. They melt against each other for a fraction of a second before they part.](else:)["What are you going to do about it? Fight me?" Erik argues, his other hand reaching up to stroking around Liam's neck, catching the 11 year old by surprise. An awkward silence falls between them before Erik abruptly recalls his carressing hand.]
"You up for another round, you dirty little Lupa?" He teases, and Liam quivers, turned on by his words.
"I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to." Liam pointedly responds and Erik doesn't say anything in response. His quickening breath makes it clear he's getting a little horny, and Liam hears and jingling of Erik's belt loosening from his hand. The dull //thud// of his pants hitting the floor is an indication that they should get started.](else:)[Liam's intention were to linger around and watch the waves for his while, but before he could even approach the pond, a hand clasped at his shoulder and pulled him to the side. Liam yelped out of instinct and winced when his back connected with a nearby tree. He tried to move, but felt a hand on his chest and another on his shoulder. Liam's nose instinctively sniffed his attacker and he recognised a reasonably familiar scent.
"I knew I'd find you here, you little perfect of a failure pup." The biting words come from none other than Erik-- even if Liam somehow didn't recognise his scent, 'failure' is a common insult from him. Liam wasn't expecting to find Erik here-- did Erik recognise him from before?
"I'll cut to the chase, //Liam//," Erik skips the small talk and Liam keeps his mouth shut. "...Did you like what you saw, you little pervert?"
Liam freezes and parts his lips to speak, but Erik suddenly comes closer, muzzle inches away from Liam's own.
"Did you like looking at my Alpha cock, little Lupa?" He teases, and Liam feels the colour rise to his cheeks. Liam doesn't have to say anything to Erik: his pounding heart, that Erik can probably feel, is enough of an answer. The older wolf licks his lips, the hand on Liam's shoulder slipping over and trailing to his own body.
"Well, I would prefer a real man, but since you're such a submissive little puppy..." Liam can barely make out Erik's body in the moonlight, but the sound of an unbuckling belt and the light //thump// of pants hitting the floor make his intentions clear. "Why don't you get on your knees and serve your future Alpha?"]
[[Continue.->ErikNSS2]]]Reaching into his garments, Liam idly tugs his own little white cock as Erik begins to stroke himself to full mast, cock aching and twitching. Liam is amazed by his size, roughly 6 inches at his age, and guesses it's to do with his father's genes, though maybe that's wishful thinking.
Erik strokes himself quite rapidly, faster than Liam is expecting. The Lupa's hand pistons up and down his crotch, balls bouncing from the sheer force of his masturbation as his head remains fully rolled back, his breath heavy and panting. Liam watches with a keen eye as Erik's hand glides up and down his knotted cock, over and over as his knot swells and pulses with each tender tug. Liam very quickly becomes hard and aching himself and begins to furiously beat his member too, almost in competition with Erik. Part of him is curious to see who might finish first, but part of him is also just incredibly turned on.
"Fuck..." Liam hears Erik moan as he begins to huff low under his breath, visibly gritting his teeth as he affirms his grip around his member, stopping his rhythm for just a fraction of a second before continuing at his rapid pace once more. The sounds of his masturbation quickly become noticeable as the pre-cum oozing from the tip of his cock slicks up his movements as it pools down the underside of his member. Liam's ears listen eagerly to the sounds of the boy jerking off, the wet little noises his fingers make by sliding back and forth encouraging Liam even further. His own pleasure is building and he's eager to see more, but who knows how long Erik has left in him? Given the way he's moaning, Liam thinks he's likely to be done soon.
Erik shifts on the spot, tucking his other knee up and turning his legs to the side, pressing the soles of his feet together as he picks up the pace. His tongue lolls from his mouth as he strokes faster than before, his wild panting making it clear he was steadily getting close. Liam is hungry for more and eager to get a better look. He adjusts his half-squatting, half-twisted position a little to get a better angle.
//Crack.//
Liam freezes as a twig under his paw snaps. Erik immediately snaps his head forwards in Liam's direction and reaches for his bow, presumably expecting a monster or something to attack him. Their eyes meet for just a fraction of a second, long enough for Erik to recognise him.
With fear bubbling to the surface, Liam turns and bolts, his body moving on its own. He runs and runs, sprinting back down the path and all the way to Fajun. His heart is pounding by the time he reaches the gate and his body is begging for rest.
Fuck. Erik is going to kill him.(set:$ErikV to true)
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]]Fully and utterly dominated by Erik's charisma, Liam slowly slides to the floor as Erik relinquishes his grip on the 11 year old's chest. He sinks to his knees beside the tree and his sensitive nose immediately picks up the scent of Erik's crotch. In the dark, it's hard to make out anything other than the silhouette of the other's form, but Liam can very easily find the Lupa's cock just by using his hands-- and he does just that.
Lifting them up, Liam runs his hands across Erik's thighs and up to his crotch, where his fingers meet with the teen's sheath and balls. He presses his fingers around the sheath with one hand and slowly cups the balls in the palm of the other, groaning under his breath as his fingers begin to stroke and stimulate Erik's package. (if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[He's touched Erik like this before, but he still can't get enough of it.](else:)[He's never touched someone like this-- it's exhilarating.]
"That's it..." Erik mumbles, placing a hand atop Liam's head and stroking his red hair, sinking his fingers into it and curling around to his ear, giving it the odd scratch and rub. Liam feels even more submissive when he does that and continues almost in earnest, feeling the sheath twitch and throb against his fingers, the tip sliding out and beginning to grow through his efforts. Unable to resist much longer, Liam brings his muzzle forward and parts his lips, sticking his tongue out and pressing it to the warm tip of the member. Erik moans and instinctively pushes forward, and Liam tentatively accepts it. The 11 year old's member wildly tingles as the half-hard knotted cock slides against his tongue towards the back of his mouth, and his nose meets with Erik's muzzle.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[//Fuck. He smells so good. He tastes so good, too. Why is he so hot?//](else:)[//Fuck. Does pleasuring someone with your mouth always feel this good, or is just because it's Erik?//] Liam proposes the question to himself, but doesn't find the answer. Regardless, his body reacts: he's already hard, but now he's leaking, oozing in his linen pants as he feels both of Erik's hands curling around towards the back of his head and keeping him buried there. The cock swells and grows in his mouth and presses to the back of his throat, and Liam can't resist reaching his hands up to wrap around and grasp Erik's cheeks, clinging onto them to keep himself steady. His eyes lid over and pure arousal washes over him. Liam feels the knot engorging against his muzzle, not quite tied to him-- should such a thing happen, it would be dangerous.
"Oh fuck yeah, you dirty little Lupa. You love sucking cock, don't you?" Erik groans, eventually pulling back and easing off of Liam's muzzle. The 11 year old slides back instinctively and sucks in a deep breath through his nose, tasting the pre-cum that dribbles a fine trail along his tongue. He can hear Erik panting and feel his heartbeat through his cock, throbbing and pulsing rapidly. (if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[It's surely not Erik's first time, but he's certainly pent up, that much is clear.](else:)[Is it Erik's first time too? Liam can't tell, but regardless he wants more.]
"That's good. Now suck my cock like a good litt-- O-Oooh..." Erik begins to taunt Liam some more, but Liam bet he didn't expect him to plunge forwards so soon, and that elicited a wild groan from Erik's lips.
The 14 year old's hands clench around his head and grip for a moment before loosening and moving towards his ears, rubbing them between his index finger and thumb, occasionally scratching just behind them. It feels soothing and rewarding, and it encourages Liam to continue-- the Lupa pulls back and bobs again, slowly but steadily pleasuring the member before him.
[[Continue.->ErikNSS3]]Erik shudders and huffs under his breath as Liam slurps and suckles him, bobbing back and forth. Liam isn't much of a natural at giving head but it's clear that Erik is enjoying what he's doing: each plunge of his muzzle glides the member along his tongue and towards the back of his throat, where Erik's needy cock deposits a thick glob of pre-cum that Liam then gulps down. The 11 year old's hands sweep towards Erik's hips and remain there as he continues, the wet sounds of their oral sex cascading around the trees and into the night.
"Oh fuck, that's it..." Erik moans his approval and Liam guesses he must be getting close. As Liam licks, Erik pushes forwards, forcing the Lupa's head and body back against the tree as Erik steps closer, hands curling down to cup Liam's head. The Lupa looks up at the teen and then closes his eyes as Erik pulls back and thrusts of his own accord, effectively mating with Liam's face.
"Just like that-- keep your tongue right there you dirty...y-you...!" Erik attempts to weave in a little more dirty talk as he thrusts, but his teasing falters when he suddenly trembles against Liam's mouth and plunges forwards. A harsh half-moan, half-exhale escapes Erik's lips as his cock teases the back of Liam's throat and the cub soon finds out why, for thick, plentiful dollops of cum shoot right down his throat as the knot visibly throbs and swells even more against his muzzle. Liam's hands squeeze and stroke Erik's hips instinctively as the teen empties his tucked-up balls into the boy's mouth, each fervent spurt shooting right down until barely a drop remains.
Liam holds out for as long as he can, but he eventually harshly pats Erik's hip to signal that he's running out of air. Erik immediately pulls back and Liam gasps for breath, still tasting the salt of cum on his tongue-- (if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[it tastes even better than the first time.](else:)[it's the first time he's tasted it, and honestly... he doesn't mind it.]
"Fuck..." Erik pants, utterly spent, as he steps back and trips slightly over his own pants. He reaches down and yanks them up as Liam gets to his feet, but before Liam can step forward, he feels a hand against his chest, pushing him back against the tree.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikNSS3")[Liam stretches his back and shifts on the spot. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[Erik quickly meets his muzzle with Liam's own and they melt into a toe-squirming kiss that has Liam whimpering against his lover's mouth, quaking on the spot.
"I want you again already." Erik growled, eager for a second round but too physically exhausted. Liam can't help but push his hips forward, turned out by their passionate kissing as his hand delves down, sinking between Erik's fur and pants to squeeze his ass.
"Mmh, you just came." Liam points out, and Erik kisses him again, his muzzle parted as his tongue roams against Liam's own. The young Lupa is pretty sure Erik can taste his own cum, but the older boy doesn't seem to care. Their kiss parts as Erik dips his head to pepper smooches along Liam's neck, hands roaming down, gripping against Liam's hip, squeezing his flesh. He's so ridiculously horny that even Liam is feeling pent up again, but eventually Erik stops, relenting. He pulls back, panting wildly.
"Man..." The teen huffs. "I can't get enough of you...but I should go. It's late as it is. My dad'll skin me."
"Same," Liam mutters. "Go. I need a minute."
A smirk crosses Erik's face and he can't resist getting closer again. They kiss once more, for just a fleeting moment, before Erik pulls back and reatreats, heading down the path.](else:)[Much to his surprise, Erik leans forward and kisses him again-- it's as strangely inviting as the first time. Liam pushes his head forwards as Erik parts the kiss, but the older Lupa isn't tempted to do a second one.
"Don't get your hopes up." Erik almost sounds like he's pouting when he backs off, and Liam feels his face reddening from embarrassment. He wants to say something mean but holds his tongue-- the feeling of Erik's hand on his chest is nice, and he doesn't want to ruin it.
All good things, however, come to an end. Erik relinquishes his hand from Liam's body and retreats, pulling his pants up. A silence falls between them, interrupted only by the sound of clinking metal as Erik rebuckles his belt, before Erik turns and starts to leave.]
"See you later." He throws the words over his shoulder as he disappears into the night, and Liam turns to stare out over the water, (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[flustered and aroused by recent events.](else:)[trying to see into the enigma that is Erik's mind.]](else:)[Liam parts his lips to speak, but his words are cut off by a muzzle meeting with his own. To his surprise, Erik kisses him, just once, before he pulls back and clears his throat.
"M...My father says to always kiss your sexual partner after sex." He explains awkwardly, and Liam is a little surprised by the out-of-character action.
"Uh...okay." Liam is perturbed, but it was also kind of nice. He wouldn't mind kissing him again, maybe, but he has a feeling Erik wouldn't want to anytime soon.
"...I should go," Erik continues. "But if...if you like to suck cock so much, then I'm usually here most nights. The pool...helps me think."
"...Me too." Liam responds quietly. A silence falls between them before Erik clears his throat. He mutters something under his breath and then disappears into the night, his departure signalled only by the sound of receding footsteps. Liam touches his fingers to his lips and smiles.
He'll be back.]
Liam returns to Fajun after lingering around for a little while longer, replaying the night's events in his mind.(set:$ErikF to true)
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE3","ForestE4"))]
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(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)(goto:"LiamBedroomSleep")
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(elseif:$DN is "day")
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(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)(goto:"LiamBedroomSleep")
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}Liam is tired. It's been a particularly long day and he ultimately wants to do nothing more than crawl into bed and rest. (if:$Naked is true)[He'd walked all the way back home without any clothes on, but it's not like he needs them to sleep anyway.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam slowly peels off what clothes he has and tosses them to the floor-- he doesn't need them if he's going to sleep.] With a groggy yawn, Liam crawls naked up onto the bed and slips in under his shaggy fur blankets, getting nice and cosy. The bitter chill of the outside world feels distant as his body soaks up the warmth from beneath his covers. Liam turns on his side, resting his head against the collection of other furs that act as a pillow, and closes his eyes. Sleep soon takes him, and he dreams of good times.
His sleep, however, did not go undisturbed. Liam is pulled from his dream by the rattling of the window. Slowly, Liam sits up in bed and rubs his eyes, his gaze adjusting rapidly to the darkness of the room. He stares over at the wooden slats of the window and frowns as they shake back and forth. He doesn't think it can be the wind, so it must be something else. Just as he's about to get out of bed, however, the latch on the wooden slats loosens and the window swings open outwards. The cold air keeps Liam in his bed as a figure climbs in through his window, swiftly and neatly vaulting the bottom lip before landing on their feet on his bedroom floor.
(if:$ErikF2 is true)[(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")["Hey."](else:)["Hello again, Liam."] The familiar voice cuts through the quiet of the night and Liam smirks to himself, a little amused to find Erik back here again after last time. Liam reaches over to the bedside table and uses the flint to light the lantern nearby, illuminating the room and revealing Erik to him once more. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[Erik stares at Liam with a tenderness that he wasn't expecting from him.
"Did you miss me?" The older Lupa teases, and Liam can't help but grin, averting his gaze as his cheeks warm.](else:)[Erik, at first, looks to be smug and proud of himself for breaking in, but his smile falters when he sees Liam's smirk.
"W...What're you smiling for?" Erik grits his teeth and Liam averts his gaze, attempting to smooth out his features. His little smirk can't be undone, however.] Giving Erik a glance out the corner of his eye, Liam subtly yet gently pants the bed in front of him, encouraging him closer.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[Erik briefly hesitates, a grin crossing his features](else:)[Erik huffs on the spot for a moment] before he slowly begins to oblige, carefully undressing himself and dropping his clothes to the floor as quickly as he had done the first time. This time, there's no teasing-- both of them know why Erik is here, so neither of them have to play pretend. The older Lupa clambers up onto the bed and scoots closer, nearing Liam on all fours. He abruptly hesitates after a moment and then leans back, looking embarrassed.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")["...I missed you." Erik mumbles, and Liam feels his heart swell with delight. He shifts and scoots forwards, crossing the distance between them.](else:)["What's the matter?" Liam whispers, and Erik glares for just a fraction of a second, before scooting back into a cross-legged position. He parts his muzzle to speak and then clamps it shut, as if he can't find the words. Liam takes the initiative and leans forward, getting a little too close for Erik's comfort, given the way he tenses as the younger Lupa nears him.] Reaching out a hand, Liam presses it to Erik's chest and strokes down, tracing the lines of his muscles, the rippling bumps of his abs and up to his toned pecs.
"It's good to see you." Liam mumbles, barely above a whisper. Suddenly, after a moment or two of silence, Erik's hands abruptly clasp Liam's cheeks and pull him close, yanking him into a deep and tender kiss.](else:)["Ah, did I wake you?" A voice whispers in the night as the figure approaches, and Liam tentatively leans over to the lamp on his bedside plucking the two pieces of flint from beside it and clumsily lighting the wick, though it takes a while. The light illuminates Liam's small room and the figure becomes recognisable: it is none other than Erik, the Alpha's son. Even in the dim light his white fur is almost blinding, perhaps even ethereal.
"Look at you," Erik grimaces and gestures to Liam's body, the young cub's chest and stomach exposed. "You call yourself a member of the tribe? Where are your muscles?"
This was a particular point of ridicule for Liam, and he expected no less from Erik, despite what they've been up to in recent days. Liam watches as Erik pulls his tunic over his head and tosses it to the floor to expose his own toned, athletic form. He makes a point of posing and showing off his muscles, before he reaches down to swiftly yanks down his cloth pants, letting them fall to the floor and revealing the lack of anything underneath.
"This is the peak of a Lupa's physique, something you should be striving for." Erik remarks, twisting on the spot to not only show off the athletic lines of his muscles, from his abs to his hips, but also to show off his shapely ass and plump sheath. Liam feels his cheeks warm and he averts his gaze, watching Erik move forwards out the corner of his eye. The 14-year-old climbs up onto the foot of the bed and shuffles forwards, eventually sitting cross-legged opposite Liam.]
[[Continue.->LiamErikSS2]](if:$ErikF2 is true)[Liam melts again him, teetering half on his knees and half on his hand as he deepens the kiss, Erik pulling him close. They silently enjoy their tender moment before Erik parts their kiss, staring deep into Liam's eyes before slowly leaning back.
"I..." Erik tries to finds the words again, but can't. At this point, Liam simple rolls his eyes and pulls Erik back in, their muzzles mere inches apart.
"Erik," Liam firmly mutters. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")["You don't need to explain yourself. I'm here. With you."](else:)["You don't have to explain. Just shut up and mate with me."]
That's all the encouragement the older Lupa needs.](else:)["*Ahem*," Erik audibly clears his throat and shuffles awkwardly in his seat. "Teasing aside...my father says I should make more of an effort to be nice to you...if only because our dads go way back."
Liam parts his lips to speak and then thinks better of it. Part of him wants to scold and remind Erik that he had plenty of time to do just that, but he instead decides to savour the moment-- it's not often that Erik is nice to him; he should make the most of it.
"And..." Erik continues. "Your body isn't that bad. It's not muscular or strong, but it's not...unsightly."
Erik is both a bad liar and a horrible flirt. Even Liam, who is lacking in most social cues, can see that Erik is just as flustered as he is. An awkward and tense silence fills the air between them, as Erik runs out of things to say and Liam doesn't know how to respond. Erik slowly yet suddenly begins to move forwards, shifting from his cross-legged position into something more akin to all fours, bringing himself closer to Liam whilst propping himself up on one hand. He reaches out with the other, cup Liam's white-furred face, before curling his digits around the back of the boy's head and pulling him in. Liam's eyes widen as their muzzles connect, and his gaze lids over. This isn't the first time that Erik has kissed him, but it was just as delightful as the first time.]
Erik takes the lead, pushing Liam back as he presses his weight forwards, and the younger cub obliges instantly, sinking down onto his straw bed as Erik begins to tower over him, parting his muzzle to lap his tongue against Liam's own. Liam instinctively parts his legs as Erik settles in between them, scooting himself clumsily beneath the blankets at the same time to retain the warmth, before lowering his legs down and sliding his legs back. Liam inevitably parts of his own muzzle and lets out a weak gasp as he feels the warmth of their loins meeting, his own flaccid humanoid cock touching with Erik's sheath. Their tongues touch and squirm around, swapping saliva as their bodies tingle. Is this what it's like to make love? Liam can't tell, but he doesn't want it to stop.
It doesn't take much for Liam to start getting aroused, and in turn Erik seems to be getting into it too-- as Liam's cock hardens, he can feel the warm, heated mass of the Lupa's knotted cock against his stomach, prodding and poking. It eventually forms a little damp spot on Liam's stomach, but the younger Lupa can't even notice it due to all the heat. He's drowning in Erik's kisses when the older canine begins to grind, dragging his member back and forth against Liam's own.
The spikes of pleasure only add to it all, to the point where Liam whimpers and moans against Erik's lips, reaching up to cling to his upper arms. His member wildly throbs against the knotted cock, which twitches fervently in turn, both aroused by the situation and encouraged by Liam's own approval.
Erik's passionate thrusting and humping occasionally misses its mark, but for the most part it hits all the right spots, sending Liam's pleasure higher and higher as they gyrate, kiss and groan.
[[Continue.->LiamErikSS3]]Their lips eventually part as Erik dips his head to the side, running his muzzle across Liam's cheek and down to his neck. The older Lupa grunts and huffs, picking up speed as he loosely yet fervently humps the younger boy's front, their dicks sliding together, the friction of their fur making everything feel tight and warm. Erik bites down against the tender flesh of Liam's neck, albeit not roughly, and the younger boy quivers, his member violently throbbing, a tightness forming in the depths of his loins.
"E-Erik...!" Liam moans the teen's name, burying his head down against Erik's shoulder and lifting his legs up, toes curling as the pleasure reaches a peak. The older Lupa growls against his neck and Liam shudders, feeling himself teetering over the edge. He moans short, gasping breaths until the knot inside him finally loosens and he orgasms, splattering strings of cum across his own stomach, which Erik's cock smears and grinds against, slickening up his movements. Despite the younger cub's orgasm, Erik doesn't stop, focused solely in that moment on his own intense pleasure. Each hump makes Liam feel sensitive, but he's eager for it to continue, his body relaxing and his breathing beginning to slow. His cock, now spent, limply sits against his stomach, wiggling slightly under Erik's assault.
Erik's grunting and huffing is growing more intense, and he abruptly sits up, knotted cock twitching in the air. At first, Liam is a little confused, but when Erik's hands go to his hips and flip him over, he understands. A shudder travels up Liam's body as the weight of Erik's body presses against his back and the teen's cock slips between his cheeks, though not at an angle to penetrate-- instead, Erik begins to grind against his ass, humping with a ferocity similar to before. His teeth once again go back down to Liam's neck and he bites, asserting his dominance as he picks up a greater speed than before, the bed creaking and shaking with each thrust. The Lupa's huffs quickly become laboured and his grunts lapse into quiet moans, before he shudders and stops.
Liam can feel Erik's orgasm as he sighs in bliss, ropes of cum spurting across Liam's back, pooling in the curved arch of the small of his back as Erik pulls back, cock continuing to throb as he jams it between Liam's cheeks, coating his tight hole with sticky ropes of seed that ooze down onto Liam's taint and balls. The Lupa's teeth loosen around the younger one's neck as he relaxes there for just a moment, reaching down to squeeze out every last drop of his cum, making sure it covers Liam more than himself. He eventually pulls back, lifting off Liam entirely, and the younger Lupa turns on his side to watch Erik slide out of the bed and pad across the room, collecting his clothes and pulling them on.
(if:$ErikF2 is true)["Leaving again?" Liam sounds wistful-- (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[He admittedly wants him there for a little longer.
"You know, despite having my father's blessing, he's still as over-protective as ever," Erik mumbles. "He doesn't like he staying out at night, even if it's with you."
"Maybe he's just not ready yet." Liam muses, though he can't help but feel bad about it. Erik crosses the room to him and pulls his face in for another long and sensual kiss. They linger longer than necessary, and all the yearning in the world can't make Erik stay. The older Lupa eventually parts and retreats back towards the window.
"There's always another time." He assures Liam, and the younger Lupa smiles, unable to convince him otherwise. With that, Erik slips out the window and into the night.](else:)[predominantly because he half-hopes that Erik's attraction towards him will extend beyond the physical someday. Erik glances at him and wryly smiles.
"My old man. You know..." He trails off, casting his gaze down and looking solemn, before he crosses the room towards him, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"You know..." He begins. "The Alpha...my dad...he thinks I'll marry some pretty female and have a lot of kids and be a good leader. And I want that-- to be a good leader, that is. But..."
"But...?" Liam cocks his head to the side and Erik pulls the younger Lupa close, meeting his muzzle with another passionate kiss, filled with an affection that Liam would have never expected from him. It lasts barely enough time for Liam to savour it, before Erik pulls back, rising to his feet again.
"It's hard to explain," Erik admits. "...I have to go. I'll tell you some other time."
With that, Erik approaches the window and hops out before Liam can even stop him. With a frustrated sigh, Liam flops back and stares up at the ceiling, wondering what, exactly, Erik meant. Well, one thing's for sure...]](else:)["Are you leaving?" Liam asks quietly, and Erik casts him a glance out the corner of his eye. He hesitates, looking almost wistful, before clearing his throat and puffing out his chest.
"The Alpha will complain if I'm not in my bed by the morning...so no. I can't," He falters for a moment. "I, uh...see you later."
The wolf abruptly vaults the window's lip and Liam hears the dull thud of Erik landing on the ground outside, followed by receding footsteps on the dirt. Liam sighs, flopping back in bed and staring up at the ceiling.]
No chance in hell he's sleeping now, not after that. The Lupa ends up lost in his own thoughts until morning, questions swimming through his mind, occasionally replaying the events of that night.
When dawn breaks, Liam gets out of bed and dresses himself, wondering what to do for that day...and wondering if Erik will visit again.(set:$ErikF2 to true)(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)
[[Continue.->LiamBedroom]](if:(either:1,2) is 1)[Liam returns (if:$LBL is 1)[to the living room](else:)[to his home] to find that his father is still teaching some kids the ways of the Lupa Tribe. Liam isn't much for learning, admittedly, but it might not hurt to learn a little about where he's living, at least when it comes to Forestia. Liam is quite the explorer but ultimately knows very little.
(if:$Naked is true)[The other kids gawk at Liam's nakedness and a flush of embarrassment crosses his face. Farngur stares at him, clearly a little disappointed by his childish behaviour. Maybe it would be a good idea to go put some clothes on.](else:)[The other kids stare at him expectantly as his father nods in his direction, silently greeting him. A warm flush of embarrassment crosses Liam's face when he realises he's interrupting a lesson. He'd best make a decision quick.]
(link:"Sit and Learn")[(set:$FLess to (random:1,3))(if:$FLess is 1)[(goto:"FLess1")](elseif:$FLess is 2)[(goto:"FLess2")](elseif:$FLess is 3)[(goto:"FLess3")]]
[[Go to Liam's bedroom.->LiamBedroom]]
[[Go outside.->Fajun]]](else:)[(if:$LBL is 1)[Liam returns to the living room and nods to his father, who does nothing but raise his mug in the boys direction and take a drink.
"Be careful out there, son. (if:$Naked is true)[Maybe put on some clothes, it's cold tonight.](elseif:$Naked is false)[<!--Do Nothing.--!>]" He insists and Liam bows his head, mumbling that he knows. His dad's always worrying about him.
Now bashful, Liam quickly makes a decision on where to go next.](else:)[Liam returns home to find that his father has finished lessons for now. The place is quiet and there are no other kids his age to be seen. His father is still sitting his usual chair and he beams when he sees his son, gesturing him over.
Liam approaches and the man reaches out to ruffle his hair, before clasping the back of his head and pulling him in close to kiss him on the forehead, in a purely platonic way. Liam can smell the haughty scent of mead from a mile away and knows his dad has been drinking-- not that it matters, given that his father is so warm and open, and probably quite tolerant to alcohol at his age.
"Just stopping by?" Farngur grins and Liam nods, patting his dad's shoulder before retreating, deciding what to do.]
(if:$FarngurTalk is true)[Liam doesn't need to have another talk with his father, thankfully-- the messy business of his late-night fling has been cleared up.](else:)[(if:$FarngurF is true)[After the events of what happened that fateful night, Liam wonders if it's time he and his father had (link:"a talk.")[(goto:"FarngurTalk")](else:)[Liam's father sits there, watching him expectantly.]]]
[[Go to Liam's bedroom.->LiamBedroom]]
[[Go outside.->Fajun]]]
{(set:$LBL to 0)}(if:$FaFuck is true)[(if:$FSleep is true)[(if:$LBL is 1)[Liam re-enters](else:)[Liam enters] the living room of his home to find it dark and quiet. His father has long since gone to bed and the candles are blown out, presumably because he's tired from what happened earlier that night. The room is clean and quiet, lacking any marks of clues of Farngur's relationship with a teen Lupa. A pang of jealousy rushes with Liam when he remembers what he's seen, but he brushes it off.
It's a little late. Liam wonders if he should get some sleep-- it can be dangerous outside the village at night and the thought of his bed sounds cosy, even if lewd thoughts plague him. (if:$Naked is true)[The chill wind that breezes through the door makes him shiver-- it'd be good to get a new set of clothes too.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]](elseif:$FSleep is false)[Liam enters the living room of his home, and it's quiet and still. A small candle barely illuminates the far end of the room where Liam's father, Farngur, sits expectantly, as if he's been waiting for Liam all this time. He's fully clothed unlike before and the teen that was here earlier is suspiciously gone.(if:$Naked is true)[He stares down at his son's naked form and parts his lips to speak, but then thinks better of it.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
"Had fun today?" The man asks, his tone a little lower than usual. His eyes are lidded slightly and his speech is a bit slurred from drink. Liam can tell he's tired, and wonders if he exerted himself earlier.
"You look tired, dad. Busy day?" (if:$FarngurTalk is true)[Liam smiles with a fondness befitting that of a son who loved his father, and Farngur's muzzle crinkles into a smile in return.](else:)[Liam averts his gaze, not wanting to look him in the eyes. Farngur stares at him in response but doesn't push for an answer to his own question.] Slowly, he rises to his feet and approaches Liam from across the room. After a brief moment of silence, he clasps an arm around his son, pulling him close.
(if:$FarngurTalk is true)[(if:(either:1,2) is 1)["Don't forget I love you, son." He mumbles, delving his fingers into the warmth of Liam's hair and headfur. Liam is unable to resist the urge to sink against his father and breathe in his familiar scent, a gentle, soothing feeling of love and safety enveloping him. They hug for what feels like only a few seconds before they part, and Farngur adjourns to his room, blowing out the candle before he leaves. Liam does have the temptation to (link:"follow his father.")[(goto:"FarngurMCSS1")]](else:)["Arthi's waiting in my room," Farngur begins. "I'm a little tired, but if you want you can join us."
He kisses Liam's head and gently hugs him, holding onto him for just a few moments, before he steps away and blows out the candle on the table, before crossing the room towards his bedroom door. He slowly pushes it open and then turns to Liam, smiling, before stepping inside and leaving it ajar. Should Liam want, he could very easily (link:"follow.")[(goto:"ArthiFarnSS1")]]](else:)["Don't forget I love you, son." He mumbles, delving his fingers into the warmth of Liam's hair and headfur. Liam is unable to resist the urge to sink against his father and breathe in his familiar scent, a gentle, soothing feeling of love and safety enveloping him. They hug for what feels like only a few seconds before they part, and Farngur adjourns to his room, blowing out the candle before he leaves. Liam does have the temptation to (link:"follow his father.")[(goto:"FarngurMCSS1")]]]
It's getting late. Liam wonders if he should sleep too. (if:$Naked is true)[The chill wind that breezes through the door makes him shiver-- it'd be good to get a new set of clothes too.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>](set:$FSleep to true)
[[Go to Liam's bedroom.->LiamBedroom]]
[[Go outside.->Fajun]]](elseif:$FaFuck is false)[(if:(either:1,2) is 1)[(goto:"FarngurTSS1")](else:)[(if:$FSleep is true)[(if:$LBL is 1)[Liam re-enters](else:)[Liam enters] the living room of his home to find it dark and quiet. His father has long since gone to bed and the candles are blown out. It would have been almost eerie to be here so late at night, if Liam wasn't already used to coming home late-- and that was ignoring the fact that was his home, in the safety of his own tribal village.
It's a little late. Liam wonders if he should get some sleep-- it can be dangerous outside the village at night and the thought of his bed sounds cosy.](elseif:$FSleep is false)[Liam enters his home, and the living room is quiet and still. A small candle barely illuminates the far end of the room where Liam's father, Farngur, sits expectantly, as if he's been waiting for Liam all this time. (if:$Naked is true)[He stares down at his son's naked form and parts his lips to speak, but then thinks better of it.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
"Had fun today?" The man asks, his tone a little lower than usual. His eyes are lidded slightly and his smile is wry, almost wistful. Liam can see he looks tired, and he approaches, patting his father's arm.
"You look tired, dad. Busy day?" Liam avoids his question and asks his own. That little trick isn't lost on his father-- Liam can tell by the way he stares at him in response-- but he doesn't push it. With an aching groan, Farngur rises to his feet and clasps an arm around Liam, pulling him close.
"Don't forget I love you, son." He mumbles, delving his fingers into the warmth of Liam's hair and headfur. Liam is unable to resist the urge to sink against his father and breathe in his familiar scent, a gentle, soothing feeling of love and safety enveloping him. They hug for what feels like only a few seconds before they part, and Farngur adjourns to his room, blowing out the candle before he leaves.
It's getting late. Liam wonders if he should sleep too.(set:$FSleep to true)]
[[Go to Liam's bedroom.->LiamBedroom]]
[[Go outside.->Fajun]]]]
{(set:$LBL to 0)}Compelled to follow, Liam walks after his father and slips in through the door as Farngur closes it shut. The man turns and jumps, startled by his son's sudden appearance. Liam's been in his father's room before, so none of it seems out of the ordinary-- it's similar to his own, but a variety of trophies and animal heads sit plastered up on the wall. Hanging from the wall just above his father's bed is a parchment, with an image painted on it depiecting Farngur and the current Alpha in their glory days. Their likeness is a little crude, but Farngur must cherish it.
(if:$FarngurF is true)["Liam...you've followed me into my room once more," Farngur muses, looking his son up and down. "Don't tell me you...?"
"Well..." Liam begins awkwardly, shuffling on the spot. "Is it okay if I want to?"
Farngur sighs through his nose and, with a quick and simple gesture, encourages his son over. Both of them know what Liam wants, and the small smile playing on his father's lips makes it clear he wants it too, at least to some degree.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)["Liam," His father begins with a frown, slowly walking over to his bed and sitting on the edge of it, looking his son up and down. "Is there a reason why you've come into my room with me?"
"Well..." Liam begins, shuffling on his feet. "I, uh...saw you before. With the Lupa."
Farngur blinks at him for a moment, confused as to what he means, before the realisation dawns on him. His eyes widen and he clears his throat, lowering his gaze. He looks...almost bashful that he's been caught out.
"Why don't you do that with me?" Liam blurts out, driven both by a weird insecurity and also arousal. Farngur snaps his gaze back up to his son and hesitates for a moment, before gesturing him close.] Liam approaches his father, who hooks a hand around the small of his back and pulls him onto his knee. (if:$Naked is true)[Farngur makes no mention to his son's nakedness, but Liam is vividly aware of his balls touching his father's leg.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Farngur sits on his father's leg, placing his hands over his knees as his dad holds him there, momentarily lost in thought.]
(if:$FarngurF is true)["I just want to make sure..." Farngur begins to speak, tracing a finger across his son's cheek. "You're aware that we can't do what you want, aren't you?"
"...I know," Liam tries to mask his disappointment, but is unable to. "But that's okay. I just want to be close to you and...do things with you."
Farngur is quiet for a moment, before he leans forward, pulling Liam closer. His kiss, this time, is not as deep as before-- but it's tender and soft, almost like an apology. Even as Liam tries to deepen it, Farngur pulls back, keeping him close yet distant at the same time.
"Son," Their lips part for a moment as he speaks again. "I love you very much. I've never had a child before, but this..."
He hesitates, before kissing his son again. The difference in the size of their muzzles is strange, but nice-- Liam feels safe in his arms and aroused by their difference in size. His fingers curl around the front of his father's tunic and fur shawl, and he feels Farngur's fingers tuck under the hem of his own little tunic and run up his back.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)["Son," Farngur begins to explain. "What you saw...you're not quite ready for that yet."
"But I--" Liam tries to argue, but Farngur reaches up and places a large digit on his son's snout, silencing him.
"*I* am not ready for that, either. There are some things that a father must come to terms with too." He's doing a poor job of explaining his actions, but Liam relents-- it took a lot of nerve for him to even bring this up, so he understands if his father's having a hard time talking about it too. Liam has always been mature like that.
"But..." Liam continues regardless. "Seeing you with that Lupa just made me feel...left out."
It sounds silly, yet that's how he feels. Farngur hums, and it sounds like he understands. He affirms his grip around his son's waist and reaches up with his other hand, cupping it around Liam's cheek.
"Then let's start with what we can do." Farngur suggests. Liam glances at him, puzzled, but soon realises what he means when the older Lupa closes the distance between them, cradling his son's face in his hand as he plants a kiss on the boy's smaller muzzle.]
[[Continue.->FarngurMCSS2]](if:$FarngurF is true)[It's nice to be held like this-- there was something inviting and warm about the way Farngur touched him, making him both shudder and tremble from his large digits. But Farngur's fingers don't delve too far, if only because there is more to come.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)[Liam's eyes widen, but he wasn't complaining. He leans against his father and groans quietly under his breath, sinking into the man's kiss. The hand around his waist tightens as the other travels down to the cub's neck, and Farngur's lips part, his tongue pressing against his son's lips. It doesn't take long for Liam to do the same and their tongues inevitably meet, sending sparks of desire up Liam's spine. He never expected this from his father, but *fuck*, he wants it.]
Farngur slowly moves, turning them around and pressing his son into the plush fur blankets of his bed. (if:$Naked is true)[Liam's nakedness makes it all the more easier for Farngur to get what he wants-- his hand moves down and Liam gasps as he feels his father's thick digits against his crotch, toying with his tiny flaccid cock before his father's mouth moves down, kissing down his naked body and exploring his lithe form until he reaches Liam's crotch.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam's clothes are evidently getting in the way, and Farngur quickly begins to remove them, parting their kiss for a moment so he can pull Liam's top up over his head, before yanking down the cub's pants and lifting his legs up to remove them. Liam squirms on the bed, cheeks flushed from how rough and spontaneous his father was being. He lets out a weak gasp as Farngur's mouth travels down, kissing along his body until he reaches his crotch.]
Liam half expects Farngur to stop there and continue to please him, and his body even starts to react at the thought, his little cock hardening and twitching against his father's touch. However, Farngur instead dips down, moving his hands to Liam's legs and spreading them aside, lifting them up and out of the way. His mouth moves down Liam's taint and the young cub rolls his head back as he feels the warmth of a tongue against his little button. A sickening pleasure trails up Liam's spine and reaches to the tips of every digit, and his member rapidly throbs to full hardness from the feeling. Farngur seems to be watching his son's reaction and upon seeing how much his son is enjoying it, he plunges his tongue forwards, penetrating his son's ass and sinking inside.
Liam arches his back, curling his fingers around the bedsheets and huffing under his breath as his cock needily twitches, pleasure coursing through his veins. Quiet moans escape his lips as the wet sound of a slurping tongue bounces around the room, fingers digging in against his plump boyish flesh and gripping his legs tightly. The tongue prodded further and further as Liam's groans grew louder, until Farngur's tongue touched something inside of him. A spike of pleasure shot up his spine and Liam cried out in delight, his member twitching vividly against his stomach as a knot inside him formed. The more that his father licked, the better it felt.
His father growled, low and barely audible, encouraged by his son's moans of pleasure. Liam can't help but squirm on the bed, but he does his best to stay still, his muzzle parted and his tongue lolling from his mouth. His toes curled as the pleasure grew higher and higher, until his cock was leaking little droplets against his stomach, staining his pristine white fur. Liam could feel his dad's teeth pressing against his sensitive flesh, kneading around his hole as that tongue pierces and explores his tongues, tasting every available inch.
"F-Father...I'm..." Liam huffs through his panting mouth, feeling the familiar tightness within him growing heavier and more uncomfortable as time went on. He wasn't so naive as to not know what it meant, but his warning was too little, too late. Pleasure surges up his body and his lithe form trembles as a groan of ecstasy passes his lips-- his member throbs, lifting slightly from his body as a thick string of seed shoots barely further than an inch of two from his humanoid tip, splattering across his stomach and forming a messy blob that mats and stains his fur. Farngur growls with delight as the cub's inner walls spasm and clenched, periodically squeezing around his father's tongue in unison with his cock's eager little twitching, string after string dotting the boy's stomach and trickling down his belly, oozing around his crotch. A glob of cum hangs from the end of his member, barely hanging on by a tiny thin string.
Farngur slowly pulls back, trailing his mouth up his son's inner thigh before bowing his head and sliding his wide, wet tongue along the underside of the cub's cock, flicking upwards when it nears the tip and scooping what cum remained on his member. One hand loosens from his son's leg to angle the member to the side, licking and cleaning Liam's stomach from seed and tasting the salty fruits of his labour.
[[Continue.->FarngurMCSS3]]Tired and spent, Liam can think of nothing else but sleep. He lays there, chest heaving and body relaxing from post-orgasm bliss, and Farngur slowly rises up from his bent over position to crawl up onto the bed, sliding along until he was laying beside his son. Liam slowly turns, vividly aware that he was underdressed compared to his father. (if:$FarngurF is true)[Once again Liam reaches down in his attempt to please his father in kind, and once again Farngur reaches for his hand and reluctantly pulls him back with an apologetic sigh.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)[He tentatively reaches out and touches his hand with Farngur's front, trailing it down towards his crotch-- after all, it seems only right that he should return the favour.
His father, however, stops him, clasping his hand against the boy's wrist and dragging it back up. The older wolf lets out a long and tired sigh and puts his arm around the boy, cuddling his naked form up against his own clothed body.]
"Not yet, boy," He mumbles. "For now, let's just...enjoy this."
Liam feels bad, but he can't deny his father. Scooting closer, Liam snuggles up against his dad's chest and takes in his familiar scent. In his arms, he feels safe and warm, and he doesn't even notice the fur blankets being dragged up around his body to cover them both. In the heat of his father's embrace, his muscles grow heavy and the thought of sleep seems all too realistic-- before he can even realise it, he dozes off.
His dreams and hazy, and by the time he awakes he can't even remember them. He wonders, in fact, if last nights events were a dream-- but his nakedness and his father's presence in the bed next to him remind him that it definitely happened. Liam slowly sits up and rubs his eyes, turning towards his father to find him already awake. How long has Farngur been sitting in that bed next to him?
(if:$FarngurF is true)["Hey." Liam mumbles, leaning back and cuddling into his side, not even the least bit embarrassed that he's completely naked now. His father puts a hand on his back and gently strokes him, his hand briefly roaming down to cup his boyish ass cheek.
"We should get up soon." Farngur remarks.
"In a little bit." Liam protests, and Farngur grunts, obeying him for now. The two of them lay there for a while, neither of them speaking-- Liam wants to try and insist more upon his dad being open with him, but he knows what answer he'll get. Maybe it's an age thing-- at least, that's what he hopes. For now, he simply enjoyes his father's warmth.
Eventually, after a good 10 or so minutes, the two of them get out of bed.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)["I haven't been here long." It's almost like he read his son's mind, easing himself into a sitting position and ruffling his son's head.
"Dad, about last night--" Liam starts to speak, but his father shushes him, planting a kiss on his forehead.
"Think nothing of it," Farngur muses. "It was simply a father showing his love for his son, that's all."
Liam clamps his mouth shut and lowers his gaze. He understands, and he won's deny his father if he doesn't want to talk about it. He feels another kiss on his forehead as Farngur gets out of bed, which is his cue to do the same.]
Pulling on his clothes, they adjourn to the living room, where Liam opts to head outside into Fajun rather than hang around for lessons or something else. Farngur nods and respects his decision, though looks a little wistful. (if:$FarngurF is true)[Liam needs a minute or two to collect his thoughts-- totally not to replay last nights events in his mind.](elseif:$FarngurF is false)[Regardless, Liam needs a minute or two to clear his head after last night's events, and it looks as if his dad might be busy today anyway.](set:$FarngurF to true)(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)
[[Continue.->Fajun]](if:$DrakeF is true)[The drake approaches, bounding its way through the trees and across the grass until it comes to a stop in front of Liam, looking him up and down and flaring its nostrils, recognising his scent. Liam hesitates and shuffles awkwardly on the spot, glad that the drake isn't opting to get a defensive stance again. He assumes its because it recognises him, but maybe it's to do with something else.
"H...Hi...?" Liam attempts to introduce himself, but realises how silly it must look. After all, the drake is an animal, not a person-- it's unlikely that it could talk back. He rubs the back of his head and casts his gaze down, looking the drake up and down now that he's in a position to do so. He notices all the marks and cuts along its front, likely from turf wars or disputes with patrolling guards from Fajun-- it's a surprise that the drake is even docile enough towards him.
The creature merely stands there, staring at him. Liam is tempted to reach out and touch it, but he's worried that it might bite his hand off. Curiosity gets the better of him however, and he ends up raising his hand in the drake's direction. It doesn't move as his digits get closer, and he presses his hand to the drake's chin, feeling its strangely warm scales against his hand. To Liam's surprise, the drake angles its head to the side and pushes down against his palm, soothed by his touch.
"I guess you're just a big softie, huh..." Liam mumbles, looking up to the drake's impressive curved horns that stick out the back of its head. They twist like rope and are surprisingly long and straight. The drake's snout pushes past his hand and along his arm, up towards his neck and cheek, causing Liam to tense. He can feel the hot air from its nostrils against his fur, rapidly breathing in and out, sniffing him.
An idea forms in Liam's mind, but he pushes it back. It rears its head again and, once again, he is tempted. It's not the best idea, yet he feels compelled to do it anyway. Liam slowly steps back and pulls his tunic over his head, letting it drop to the grass as the drake watches him, gaze flicking from his face to his naked chest. Liam then drops his pants, standing completely naked in front of the drake before he turns and gets onto his knees, assuming an all-fours position.
"Y...You want this?" Liam asks tentatively, raising his tail up as his body tingles with exhilaration. He doesn't know why he wants to do this, but he's...inexplicably tempted by the thought of being mated by the creature again. He wants to know more.](elseif:$DrakeF is false)[Standing before him is a large drake. Liam has only really heard about them from Fajun's teachers and leaders, as well as his father, but he's never seen one up close. They aren't that big-- maybe twice his size, if that-- but they are certainly menacing. This one in particular is a peculiar mixture of red and grey; the red is predominantly along its back and face, whilst the grey scales dominated its hands and feet, as well as its underbelly and the underside of its tail. Its eyes, a peircing yellow, look at Liam dead in the face. It slowly lowers into a defensive position, leaning its upper torso down and pushing its rear end out like a cat might do when stalking its prey.
Liam knows he has no chance against a creature like this, but his options of escape are limited. At first glance, he only really has 3 options: hide in the cave, which is a *horrible* idea given how shallow it is, not to mention the fact it is the dragon's home; duck to the sides, which might also be a bad idea considering he doesn't know how agile the drake is, or duck between its legs-- also a horrible idea. To put it bluntly, he's all but stuck, but that doesn't stop his determination. He still has a lot of sights to see, too many to die here.
The drake doesn't move for some minutes as they stare each other down. As Liam tries to move to the side, the drake circles to face him. This is a good sign-- he can get away from the cave, and it gives him an escape route back through the forest. The drake could be agile, but certainly not agile enough to weave through so many trees. When Liam is sure he has plenty of space behind him, he turns and runs.
If it isn't already well-known, Liam isn't might of a fighter, and his lack of muscles doesn't make him much of a runner either, despite his slim or light he might be. Even as he tries to duck and dive between trees and branches, the drake is hot on his tail, keeping speed with him and even speeding up. The path leading back to the village isn't far away, and if Liam can get close enough to the gate, the guards will help him take care of the drake-- that is, if he can make it there.
He sees the path in sight, but just as he merges with the path to head back towards the village, a mass launches him to the side and sends him tumbling into the grass on the side of the path. Tangled between the weeds and tall leaves, Liam tries to clamber to his feet, but the weight of a front paw against his back keeps him down. A low and ominous rumble from the creature's throat reminds him of his place and Liam whimpers, reaching his hands up to cover his head. He feels the paw on his back curling the sting of sharp claws press against his flesh through his clothes. Is this the end?
*Rip.*]
[[Continue.->DrakeSS2]](if:$DrakeF is true)[The drake stares down at him for a moment before stepping forwards, lowering its head and sniffing along from the base of his tail down to his taint. Its scaled snout wedges between his cheeks and a wet tongue slides across his pucker, making him shudder, before the drake pulls back, apparently satisfied. Liam cranes his head back just in time to see the drake step forwards and over him, assuming the same position as before. This time, Liam hooks a hand around the drake's forearm as the creature's other forepaw clings around his stomach, keepin him steady.
Sucking in a deep breath, Liam sighs when he feels the drake smearing its crotch up against his ass. He didn't get a good look before, but he's certain the drake has an internal cock, and likely internal balls given their last session. Sure enough, he begins to feel the wet tip of the animal's length prodding in between his cheeks, and natural lubricant smears between his crack before the cock pushes against his hole, stretching him open.
Liam hisses through his teeth and relaxes his muscles as the drake instinctively thrusts forwards, letting out a snort of half-delight, half-lust. Liam can practically feel the cock growing inside of him, swelling and pulsing to full mast in a matter of moments, if not less. Each and every inch of the drake's cock throbs and pulses inside him for barely a few breaths in time, before the creature pulls back and begins to thrust into him.
Much like before, the animal is relentless and focused solely on its own pleasure, which ultimately suits Liam just fine, for this particular relationship they had feels like a mutual give-and-take encounter: though the creature is rough and a little clumsy, Liam gets what he wants out of it. The drake gets to breed, and he gets to cum-- it's a win-win.
The drake begins to bow its hips and thrust with a greater ferocity, and Liam huffs under his breath, feeling his loins tingle and stir as a reminder of how close he is getting. The drake's cock is just the right length and girth to tease his prostate, and it was from that alone that he is nearing his peak. His huffs of pleasure soon turn into delicate whimpers as he feels himself tipping over the edge.
With a sigh he climaxes, his innards clamping down and milking the drake's cock inside him as he paints the grass with his seed once more, staining with dirt with his load. The drake snorts above him and the telltale squelching from the cub's ass signals the drake's own completion. Liam is momenetarily aroused by the fact that the Drake orgasmed at the same time as him, and it elicits a greater spurt from his member, before the pleasure fades. The drake sits atop him for a little longer before pulling back, the cum leaking readily from Liam's ass.
Rolling over onto his back, Liam scoots back and leans up against the rock, spreading his legs out and tiredly panting from his spent and exhausted he was after that little love-making session. The drake stands and eyes him for a bit, before dipping its head to sniff and lick his chest, travelling down and lapping at his stretched hole. Liam holds one leg up and moans quietly to himself as the drake laps and cleans the cub's ass from seed, its tongue pushing a little too deep on occasion. By the time the creature's done, Liam is fully hard again, but too tired to go another round.
The drake eventually relents and pulls back, turning on the spot and trotting back off to its oringal resting point, as if sensing he was tired. Liam has to wonder if the creature is more intelligent than meets the eye...
Liam sits there for a while, trying to regain his strength as he watches the snoozing drake from a distance, before he pulls on his clothes, thankful that he's kind of clean, and decides on what to do next.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE2","ForestE4"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]]](elseif:$DrakeF is false)[The sound of tearing clothes fills the air and Liam trembles as he feels the chill of the winter wind blow against his bare back, his tunic torn and in pieces. The drake's front paw travels further down and its claw hook in the waistband of his cloth pants, tearing down the front and ripping his lower garments from him completely: the front of his clothes remains loosely intact, at least his top does, but his pants are a goner. Now, he's all but naked.(set:$Naked to true)
The drake growls again and Liam can't tell what it's thinking, or if it's even sentient. However, when he feels the weight of the paw lift from his back, he siezes the opportunity and scrambles forwards, attempting to make his way back to the path and hoping to Entarn that a patrol is on its way. The path, however, remains bare-- and it turns out that clambering onto all fours was the worst thing that he could have done.
A weight presses down against Liam's back as he tries to move, and a front paw hooking around his stomach keeps him up and in place. The weight isn't too bad and the drake isn't ultimately pressing itself down completely, but Liam definitely feels trapped beneath it. Its other front paw plants down against the grass nearby and Liam tries to crane his head to see, but he doesn't quite have the space to move. It's then that he feels it-- a warm and wet protrusion sliding between his cheeks and hot-dogging his ass. In that moment, he realises what the drake wants, and he pales at the thought.
Unable to squirm free, Liam can do nothing but relent and endure. The drake breathes low and deep above him as the appendage slides back, natural lubricant stickying up the cubs buns, before it prods between his cheeks and presses against his ass. Liam doesn't even have time to brace himself-- once the drake finds his mark, he thrusts, pushing his girthy, exotic and ribbed cock into the cub's behind. (if:$Virgin is true)[Liam has never taken a cock before, and his ring sears with a mixture of discomfort and pleasure that he doesn't quite understand.](elseif:$Virgin is false)[This isn't the first time he's taken something in his behind, but this is definitely something that's difficult to handle.]
Liam had never anticipated taking an intrusion so large-- the drake has to be 9, maybe 10 inches in length, and each side of its cock is lined with little bumps and ridges that massage his insides in both a delightul yet uncomfortable way. He can't really see the head of its cock, but he's sure its exotic in shape too, for when the drake pulls back it feels as if the member snags on his insides near the tip, grazing down his inner walls with little rounded points that made Liam tremble and whimper.
The drake lapses into a series of steady and methodical thrusts, driven purely by its carnal instinct to breed over anything else. Does the drake even care that Liam is male? Of that, the Lupa cub couldn't be certain, but there was one thing for sure: the drake is *thick*, and he's struggling to adjust. With each animalistic, rough thrust, Liam's insides spasm and clamp down, doing their best to try and adjust to the sheer girth of the drake's cock. Yet, all the loosening he could muster doesn't do a thing for him, for each time the animal thrusts forwards, its exotic cock prods a sensitive, aching spot inside him that makes his loins tingle in their flaccid state, slowly but surely beginning to harden.
The drake slowly speeds up over time, its slow and sensual breathing shifting into horny huffs and grunts, snorting through its draconic nostrils as its hips buck back and forth, the wet sounds of their forced sex emanating through the air. Liam begins to gasp quietly under his breath, stifling delicate moans as the cock rubs and grazes against his prostate over and over, making his little member eagerly twitch at full mast, close to bursting. He feels the drake adjust, affirming its front paw around his waist and squatting its legs a little lower as it abruptly changes tact, shifting from long and hard thrusts into rapid humps, much like a wolf. If anything, it feels better than before, and Liam finds himself bowing his head and huffing quietly, the pleasure growing heavier and heavier.
Suddenly, he feels the knot inside him loosening, and before he can restrain himself he orgasms. The continual and rough pounding to his prostate coaxes globs of cum from the end of his cock, splattering onto the grass below as the drake, spurred on by the tightening of Liam's inner walls, speeds up a little more, beginning to grunt and growl with a greater intensity. A warmth abruptly spreads across Liam's body and he realises in an instant what it means as the wet squelching of their sex becomes louder, and the gooey mess of the drake's load trickles down his taint and readily drips from his balls. The drake doesn't stop for a little while, thrusting over and over for what feels like another few minutes until it begins to slow. The dake eventually pulls back and Liam cringes as he feels more cum trickle down and leak from his hole.
Liam is tired, but wonders if that's the end of it. Has the drake had his fill and will it leave him alone, or is he about to be mauled to death after such a vigorous breeding? The latter scares him and he instinctively tenses at the thought, even more so when he feels the drake's muzzle trail along his back, the hot breath of the animal against his fur. The drake moves up to his neck and Liam whimpers again, before he feels the creature bite his scruff-- neither hard nor soft, it's something akin to a playful nip. And, just as quickly as it had appeared before him, it turns and leaves. Liam rolls onto his back and only catches a glimpse of the red and grey creature as it weaves back through the trees, leaving a faint, dripping trail of seed in its wake.
Liam doesn't know what to think, but the first thing on his mind is to go home. He's naked, gaping and feels dirty. He needs a bath.(set:$DrakeF to true)(set:$Virgin to false)(set:$NR to 2)
[[Return.->GrayIlbenSS1]]](if:(history:) contains "FajunDocks")[Liam opts to take the path by the side of his house, and makes his way down to the docks. He's been there before, so his journey down there is pretty short and he doesn't run into any trouble on the way.](else:)[Liam takes the path along his house and makes his way down to the docks.
It can be said that the Lupa aren't the most technologically advanced tribe in Forestia-- that honour goes to the Drak, who have the Forge of the Gods-- but even a civilisation such as theirs has rudimentary knowledge on agriculture and foraging. At most of the island was inhabited by monsters, their best source of food was from the sea; to that end, the docks was one of the first few things created when the Lupa tribe first set foot on Forestia.
The path down to the docks is simple and not that steep-- Fajun sits more or less upon a hill, and the docks sit down below against the shoreline. Wooden bridges were built to allow the boats to dock with ease, and a good portion of the tribesman are assigned to be fisherman, going out to see every day to bring in various hauls of fish and the occasional sea monster. Fajun only has a handful of ships-- 10, at most-- but that's more than enough to feed the entire village and then some.]
(if:$DN is "day")[Liam makes his way down until he's standing on the shoreline of Forestia itself, with the bridges in front of him. The dock is busy and loud, with fisherman clamouring and shouting to one-another as dock workers haul and carry wooden crates filled with fish or equipment for the boats. Of course, it's not only dock workers here-- plenty of ordinary tribesman are allowed to come back and forth is they so please.
(if:(either:1,2) is 1)["Well well, look who it is."
A voice cuts through the loud sounds of the dock works beyond, and Liam turns his head to the right to find the source. Approaching from near the docks is none other than Erik and his two typical lackeys: Seppo and Vilpu, Lupa brothers-in-arms though not actually related. Liam knew them all too well-- Erik loved to bully him, and he was often never without his two 'friends'.
(if:$Naked is true)["Hey, are you naked?" Seppo's eyes widen and he begins to laugh. "Damn, weakling, you sure you don't have a screw loose?"
"What kind of dignified Lupa goes out without clothes on? You just begging to be treated like a female?" Vilpu chimes in and the two Lupa boys start to laugh harder, nudging each other, apparently rather amused at Liam's nakedness. Heat rises to Liam's face and he feels both ashamed and annoyed at their behaviour, but he know he can't say anything about it with Erik backing them up.](elseif:$Naked is false)["If it ain't the resident weakling," Seppo looks Liam up and down and grimaces. "Sucked up to your daddy for training yet, or is he too busy coddling you?"
The two Lupa boys giggle together and nudge each other's sides as Liam's face grows warm. He learnt long ago to block out their talk, but that doesn't mean their words don't hurt.]
(if:$ErikF2 is true)[Liam glances from the laughing boys to Erik, and their eyes meet. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[Erik beats the head of his two henchman, and they seem surprised.
"Leave him alone." He demands of them, and they grimace, confused by his actions. Liam feels glad that his 'mate' is standing up for him now.](else:)[For a moment they linger, before Erik's cheeks visibly warm and he averts his gaze. He says nothing, but he doesn't defend Liam either. Liam's sure he feels guilty, but he can't help but feel hurt that Erik isn't standing up for him, considering what they've done in the past.(set:$ErikDocks to true)]](elseif:$ErikF2 is false)[Liam glances at Erik, who visibly sneers when their eyes meet.
"You're lucky your father is the honorary elder," Erik points out, puffing out his chest. "Else the tribe would have kicked out a good-for-nothing like you long ago."
Liam wants to retort and point out that a Lupa never abandons one of its own, but he doesn't want to potentially incur the wrath of Erik and his father, the Alpha, nor does he want to cause trouble for his father either. He keeps his mouth shut.]
"Let's go." With a gesture, Erik walks towards Liam and past him, (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[reaching out to briefly touch his hand, bumping shoulders in an affectionate way, before he walks past him. Liam knows he has something of a reputation to keep, but this is enough for him.
Liam lingers at the docks for a little longer before he eventually leaves.](else:)[not even looking at him. Liam turns to watch them leave, grimacing as Erik's lackies turn and stick their tongues out at the boy as they make their way back up the hill.
Liam lingers at the docks for a little longer, not wanting to run into them again, before he eventually leaves.]
[[Leave.->Fajun]]](else:)[It doesn't seem like there's much to do here-- most of the dock workers are busy and don't really have time to entertain him, though he wasn't necessarily looking for that. (if:$Naked is true)[Liam watches them work, fully aware that some are looking at him strangely due to his nakedness, before he takes his leave.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam watches them at work for a little while before taking his leave.]
[[Leave.->Fajun]]]](elseif:$DN is "night")[In the dead of night, the docks are strangely quiet. A chill wind breezes over the water and towards the wooden bridges, and the lack of any working tribesman really accentuates the gentle, eerie creaking of the ships docked by the shore.
(if:$Naked is true)[Liam shivers on the spot as the cold wind blows over his naked body. Though exhilarating, Liam is very cold-- maybe it's a good idea to go home.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam stares out into the water for a while, but realises quickly that there isn't much to do here. At least the fresh air was nice.]
[[Leave.->Fajun]]](if:$ErikF3 is true)[Liam decides to venture up to the Alpha's house and towards the wooden platform, heading around the side towards Erik's window. He's been here before, but it doesn't hurt to visit Erik again. He wants to see him, anyway.
Rapping on the window, Liam waits patiently for Erik to appear in view, just as naked as before. With a grin, Erik pushes the window open and brings Liam inside, shutting the window behind them so that they couldn't be disturbed. Running his hands up and down the cub's form, Erik seems pleased to see him.
"Hey." Liam smiles, and Erik looks him up and down, (if:$Naked is true)[Liam is completely naked, having not bothered to change when he went back home-- Erik seems to appreciate his nakedness, for it cuts down on time, so to speak.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Liam is completely clothed, a sharp contrast to how naked Erik is, but the older Lupa doesn't seem to mind-- he's already toying with the hem of the young boy's shirt, hesitating on throwing it over his head just yet.]
"Hey." Erik sultrily answers in response, and there's no need to say any more. With a giggle, Liam steps back as Erik pushes him onto the bed and climbs up there with him. (if:$Naked is true)[Liam's already naked, so he doesn't have to do much other than explore him.](elseif:$Naked is false)[His hands work quickly on undressing Liam, tossing the boy's clothes to the floor and yanking Liam's pants off his legs, spreading them wide and settling himself in between them.]
Erik leans up and firmly plants a kiss onto Liam's muzzle, and the two sink into an array of passionate kisses, moaning and grazing against each other. Liam clings to Erik's body, stroking along his back as Erik roams his hands and squeezes along Liam's chest and down to his hips, their tongues touching and smearing against one-another.](else:)[Against his better judgement, Liam swallows his nerves and decides that it's a good time to confront Erik on a number of things-- namely, the issue of their relationship. He isn't sure how it's going to go, but he's going to try regardless.
He approaches the Elder's house and makes his way up the steps that lead to the raised building. On the little overhanging porch he lingers by the door, fully aware that he's liable to get in trouble with the Elder if he shows himself. He makes his way around the side of the platform and past the main window, around the side of the building. There, he finds another window, and a quick glance inside confirms that it's Erik's bedroom: the pristine white Lupa is standing facing away from the window, looking down at his bed completely naked. Liam has to wonder what he's doing at first, but he's not here for that. He reaches up a hand and raps on the window with his short point claws, and Erik immediately turns, spotting Liam poking his head out from the side.
Liam steps back as Erik pushes the window outwards, cold air billowing into his bedroom. He glances to the left and right before looking at Liam, casting his gaze up and down. (if:$Naked is true)[He shakes his head at Liam's obvious nakedness before reaching out with a hand, gesturing. Liam takes the 14-year-old's hand in his own and Erik helps him into his bedroom without a word of protest.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Erik sighs briefly and gestures, holding out his hand. Liam obeys and takes the 14-year-old's hand in his own, and Erik helps him over the window's lip and into the bedroom.]
"What are you doing here?" Erik mutters, barely above a whisper-- he sounds half-irritated, half-pleased, and Liam can guess why. The nature of their relationship is entirely secret, and Erik's father doesn't know.
"I, uh..." Liam teeters on the spot awkwardly and looks down at his hands. "Do you want me to leave? Honestly, after the whole thing at the docks, it doesn't really feel like this is going anywhere..."
Liam trails off as Erik steps across the room, closing the distance between them. The 11-year-old looks up at the boy's face and his eyes widen as Erik suddenly pushes his head down, pressing his muzzle to the cub's own. Liam can't help but melt into the kiss, quivering against his body as Erik's hands grasp firmly at his hips, stroking up and down as he guides Liam over towards the bed. (if:$Naked is true)[Liam's already naked, which suits him and Erik just fine, considering what is likely to transpire between them.](elseif:$Naked is false)[Erik's hands tug at Liam's pants and their lips part briefly, long enough to Liam to remove his fur jacket and yank his tunic up over his head as Erik drops the cub's pants to his ankles, the 11-year-old clumsily stepping out of them.]
As Erik pushes Liam onto the bed, his kissing doesn't stop. Their muzzles lock together as their tongues smear and press, tasting each other as Erik's hands run up and down Liam's body, stroking up along his boyish chest and down to his hips, around his inner thighs and briefly to his loins, where his fingers dance around the 11-year-old's humanoid cock. Liam squirms beneath him, groaning passionately against Erik's muzzle as he instinctively spreads his legs, giving the older Lupa more room to get closer.]
Their muzzles eventually part, but Erik isn't done. His mouth roams downwards as he wordlessly kisses and pecks across Liam's white-furred front, down his chest and towards his stomach. Liam sucks in a breath and gasps quietly as Erik's muzzle meets with his lower stomach, and the cub's cock grazes against the 14-year-old's chin. He dips further, and Liam watches as Erik's muzzle meets with his cock, a hand curling around the base of his member to hold it upright.
"E-Erik..." Liam moans his name quietly as the Alpha's son raises his head, pressing his lips around the tip and plunging his mouth down.
[[Continue.->ErikBedroomSS12]]A groan escapes Liam's lips, and pleasure swims across his loins and up his body as Erik finally pleasures him in the same way they had the first time they'd done this-- a simple, yet effective blowjob.
Erik is by no means a natural, but Liam is also not very experienced, and so they balance one-another out. The plunging of Erik's muzzle is laboured and measured, his teeth miles away from the cub's cock as his tongue clumsily rolls around and tastes every inch of the 11-year-old's member whilst Liam moans, pressing his head back and curling his fingers around the fur blankets beneath them. Each suckle and bob sends delightful sparks of bliss up Liam's spine, that stretch out and coalesce in his stomach, making it churn and quiver with a mixture of delight and fluttering nerves. He loves what Erik's doing to him, but he has to wonder what if he'll keep going.
Erik bows and bobs for a good length of time, his muzzle rhythmically rising and falling as he tries to listen and pay attention to Liam's groans and muted, boyish huffs. His hand firmly holds the base, propping himself up with his other limb, and he gently begins to stroke his hand up as his mouth withdraws, slowly stimulating the boy even further. It doesn't take long for Liam to begin huffing with a greater intensity, fully aware that he's getting close-- if Erik can just keep it up, he'll be done in a matter of moments.
The 14-year-old, however, appears to have other ideas. Erik abruptly pulls back, much to Liam's confusion and dismay, and he watches as the older Lupa lowers his head, drifting past his cock and balls and even further down. Liam's about to ask what he plans to do, but he doesn't even get a chance to ask before Erik moves his hands beneath his knees, lifting his legs up and by extension spreading his cheeks wide. Liam stares wide-eyed as Erik lowers his head down between the cub's cheek, and a spiking pleasure shoots through Liam's body, originating from his young hole, as Erik's muzzle meets with his ring.
"O-Oh..." Liam gasps, rolling his eyes back as Erik's tongue smears and travels in circles around Liam's (if:$Virgin is true)[virgin hole,](elseif:$Virgin is false)[hole,] his tongue probing and pressing, threatening to slide inside at any moment. The pleasure that Liam felt from Erik's rimming is twofold, thanks to the affections that Liam felt for the older Lupa, and he yearns for more as time went on. Erik hums his approval of Liam's groans as his tongue laps and smears, licking over and over as his hands grip and squeeze the cub's thighs.
Erik eventually plunges his tongue inwards, feeling Liam's hole stretch to accommodate the intrusion as he sinks deeper, and the 11-year-old's innards clamp down and squeeze around the wide, wet tongue. It roams deep, exploring his insides as Liam's toes curl and a whimper escapes his throat, heat and colour rising to his cheeks from the sensation.
Satisfied, Erik pulls back, and Liam stares down at him as he quietly pants and huffs, aroused and ready-- his cock, aching to be touched, twitches weakly against his stomach as Erik lifts himself up and abruptly twists the cub's body, flipping Liam onto his front. Instinctively, Liam knows what the older Lupa wants, and he lifts up his behind in earnest, lifting his bushy tail and exposing his (if:$Virgin is true)[tight virgin hole.](elseif:$Virgin is false)[tight hole.] With a smile, Erik lowers himself down and presses his chest to Liam's back, lining himself up.
It doesn't take much effort for the 14-year-old's knotted cock to wedge between his cheeks, the tapering end of the canine member easily finding his spit-covered ring. Erik hesitates, pulling back and smearing the pre-cum oozing from the end of his member around his cock for a moment, before he returns the tip to Liam's entrance, pushing forwards and finally sinking inside.
[[Continue.->ErikBedroomSS13]](if:(history:) contains "ForestE4")[(goto:"ForestE4SS1")](else:)[Liam leaves Fajun and decides to explore the forest to the north. He's aware that it contains many dangers, but an inquisitive boy such as himself is eager to see what the wonders of Forestia may hold, even if his father doesn't completely approve.
Rather than take the normal path through the forest, Liam instead opts to take a lesser known path that's only used on a handful of occasions. Unlike the former, this part is considerably more treacherous, but Liam can't resist the call of something new. Perhaps he's being stupid, or perhaps he's just brave-- but in either case, he doesn't falter. Once out of sight of Fajun's wooden walls, Liam dips to the side off the main path and heads in a completely different direction.
(if:$DN is "night")[It's dark and quiet in the forest-- Liam was intially expecting it to be dangerous considering monsters tend to be more active at night, but he's surprised to find that the path is carefree and somehow 'safe', all things considered. Liam is happy to walk in peace, at least for a time; the forest is cold yet soothing, and the sounds of rustling trees and branches in the wind is nice.](elseif:$DN is "day")[It's cold, but the sun overhead warms Liam's body just a little, enough for him not to shiver on the spot at least. The forest is busy, with bushes and foliage rustling with chittering wildlife, but there's no monster in sight. Liam knows that they're often much more active during the night, so he isn't too worried about encountering anything dangerous during the day, at least no accidentally.]
As Liam walks, a rustle and the sound of chittering to his right causes him to pause, both his curiosity and anxiety about being attacked reaching a peak. He ducks beside a nearby tree and holds his breath, watching as two figures across over the not-so-beaten path a few metres away. (if:$DN is "night")[Liam can't quite make out most of their details, but their stature and chittering alone is enough to give away their species: goblins. Known to be pot-bellied, short and green-skinned, they have large pointy ears, long noses and effectively no hair. The only thing Liam can see clearly is their beady yellow eyes, betraying a glimmer of sentience,](elseif:$DN is "day")[Liam knows enough about the forest's wildlife and monsters in general to know what they are: goblins. Pot-bellied, short and green-skinned creatures with large pointy ears, long narrow noses and no hair. Their beady yellow eyes are sentient,] but goblins tend to have quite the low intelligence regardless-- they are tribal, just like Liam, but they lack any form of advanced civilisation. They know only how to hunt, breed and make houses, and not much more. Clad in only loincloths, the goblins appear to be carrying planks, and Liam watches as they trudge off towards the right hand side of the path and through the trees. Liam wonders what they're up to, and against any safety precautions, decides to follow them.
The goblins walk for a couple of minutes before the object of their goal comes into view, both for them and Liam. He had no idea originally, but it appears that the nearby goblin villages are branching out, and one of their ventures is to create outposts-- high up in the trees is the beginnings of one such lookout, (if:$DN is "night")[though it's a little hard to see in the dark. From what he can make out in the darkness, using only the moonlight and a nearby lit torch from the goblins for illumination, they've created the basics of a platform made out of wooden planks hammered into the thick stem of the tree, but haven't made much more than that. Liam watches as the goblins chatter and lug logs up a crude ladder towards the top and begin hammering them in using their large wooden clubs, which they had left behind before when scouting for materials.](elseif:$DN is "day")[crudely made of planks that had been hammered and beaten into a thick free. They have the beginnings of a platform but not much else. Liam watches the two goblins hard at work for a while as they lug planks up a crude ladder, chattering to each other as they start hammering them in place with small metal rods and their large wooden clubs, which they had left behind on when they were scouting.]
Liam finds it interesting to watch, but if he hangs around for too long, they might notice him. Liam knows better than to get caught, and as the goblins start winding down their work and grabbing their satchels so they could go and collect some more wood, Liam takes it as an opportunity to leave before they catch wind of him watching.
His journey in the forest doesn't have to end here, though.
(link:"Explore more of the forest.")[(goto:(either:"ForestE1","ForestE2","ForestE3"))]
[[Return.->Fajun]]]To finally be penetrated by Erik (if:$Virgin is true)[and lose his virginity to him](elseif:$Virgin is false)[after so long] is something that makes Liam's heart soar and his stomach twist into little knots, and his excitement and delight comes out in a series of whimpers and sighing moans as Erik presses the weight of his body to Liam's back, curling an arm around his stomach and burying his head into the back of the cub's neck.
Erik sinks deeper and deeper, pushing and using his pre-cum as lube until his knot kisses with the cub's entrance, pressing and kneading against the sensitive flesh. He lingers for a moment, giving Liam time to adjust, before he slowly starts to pull back. Liam sighs quietly and presses his head back to the bed, hands curling around the covers and holding onto them as his insides squeeze tightly around the intruding cock as it slides back, all the way to its tapering tip. Erik hesitates again, before pushing forwards with a little more force than before, quickly hilting inside the 11-year-old and groaning against his neck.
Erik doesn't dirty talk, nor does he say anything, and neither does Liam. For them, words are useless in this scenario-- all they need to know with regards to how each other feels is at their fingertips, in their gyrating movements, their panting breaths and pulsing cocks. Each thrust, growl and grope is full of passion and desire, and Liam wants nothing more than to remember this moment.
Slowly, Erik begins to thrust, picking up a rhythm of pounding hips as Liam feels the Lupa's teeth nibble and graze against his shoulder, the arm around the 11-year-old's stomach tightening as the wet sounds of their sex begins to bounce around the room. Liam huffs under his breath, moaning and gasping with every other thrust as Erik grunts near his ear, threatening to bite him at any point. His dominant streak is alluring to Liam, who is naturally a little more submissive than dominant, and his skin tingles at the thought of being claimed so roughly.
It doesn't take much for Erik to start picking up the pace, his pre-cum making his movements easier over time as his balls begin to swing and his knot slaps against Liam's taken hole, over and over. The older Lupa's thrusts become steadily rougher, and Liam's gasps turn into gentle, high-pitched groans, loud enough to the point where Erik has to cover his mouth to keep him quiet as they mate. The Lupa's thrusts quicken and quicken, his muzzle parted as he starts to bite and gnaw against Liam's shoulder, nipping the sensitive flesh between his shoulder and neck.
Erik slowly begins to switch tact, swapping from hard rapid thrusts into slow, powerful ones, each tug back and thrust accompanied by wet squelches and slick, audible slaps as he presses his knot forcefully against Liam's hole, kneading against his entrance in an attempt to tie. It feels futile at first, but each pound of his hips starts to loosen the younger Lupa's ring, until it starts to stretch and attempt to accommodate Erik's bulbous base. Erik's dominant growling grows more frustrated the longer his attempts go on, but it's not in vain-- Liam's entrance eventually loosens enough to accept him, and with a sigh the thickest part of Erik's knot passes Liam's stretched hole, finally slipping inside. In a desperate attempt to adjust, Liam's innards instinctively spasm and clamp down as Erik's knot swells, and the ensuing rhythmic pulsing against Liam's knot as well as the younger Lupa's periodic milking inner walls bring them both to the brink.
Erik is the first to climax, but Liam isn't far behind. The older Lupa groans with pleasure and passion against Liam's shoulder, teeth pressed almost hard enough to draw blood as Liam whimpers and pushes his hips back, shuddering and groaning under his breath as he climaxes mere moments later, staining the furs beneath them as the heated warmth of Erik's load shoots deep into him. That warmth spreads through his body and stretches to every limb, filling Liam with a sense of love and euphoria that he'd never experienced before that night. He tiredly sighs shortly after, and Erik breathes against his neck, his teeth withdrawn. The older Lupa kisses and strokes, before kicking out with a leg and forcing them to land on their sides, Erik still tied to him.
Liam shifted subtly, his body mere inches from the stains of cum he'd left on the fur covers on the bed. Erik is clinging tightly to him, nuzzling into his neck and gripping around his chest and stomach with both hands-- Liam quickly realises that, unlike when Erik had broken into his own home, the older Lupa intends for him to stay the night. Liam's heart thumps rapidly at the thought and he rests his head to the sight, listening to the sound of Erik's gulping breaths, slowly lapsing into gentle, deep breathing. Liam knows that Erik's fallen asleep, and he guesses he might as well do the same.
He just hopes that Erik's father doesn't catch them. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[Even if they have his blessing, Liam has a feeling he'd frown upon this...](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
[[Continue.->ErikBedroomSS14]]Liam's dreams are cloudy and jumbled, filled with peculiar things that he can't understand, but go along with anyway. He dreams of his Alpha wearing a jester hat and asking him to dance, before leading him away to Erik and getting them to dance together. The entire tribe watches the two of them dance and spin until Liam trips and falls over. He expects people to laugh at him, but they instead cry, feeling bad for him, until Erik helps him up and they dance again. It was a peculiar dream, and barely even lasted that long, for a loud bang wrenched Liam from his slumber and into the waking world.
Liam stirs, and quickly realises that the clanging of metal outside is likely what woke him. He shifts and goes to roll over, but the hands around his waist keep him still. He feels the warmth of a muzzle against his neck, and he sighs quietly as he feels Erik's tender touch stroking up and down his body.
(if:$ErikF3 is true)["Mm...good morning." Liam mumbles, and Erik growls against his neck, his hand delving down to toy with Liam's crotch. The younger Lupa groans and squirms, half-protesting and half-enjoying it.
"Hey." Erik sighs into his cheek and kissed him, cuddling into his back.
(if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[The two of them lay there for a while and enjoy one-another. They don't need to hide their love anymore, now that the Elder knows about them. Erik spoons Liam gently, roaming and touching him, but he's too groggy to do anything more than that.](else:)["Have you...?" Liam begins, and Erik grunts, still clinging to him.
"No. Soon." Erik assures him, and Liam takes that answer, not wanting to argue about it. Erik knows his father better than Liam does-- if he needs to wait, then there's a good reason for it.]](else:)["Hey..." Liam mumbles, and Erik just grunts in response. They lay there for a while, and Liam feels...nice. It feels good to be cuddled and spooned.
"I'll, uh," Erik begins to speak, his voice quiet. "I'll talk to my father about it. About us."
"You will?" Liam asks, and Erik merely hums in response. For Liam, that's enough-- he won't pressure Erik into doing something he doesn't want to, but he certainly feels good about the fact that Erik is considering breaking the news to the Alpha.]
They lay in bed for a little longer before Erik eventually gets up. He has long since been detached from Liam at the waist, and the younger Lupa guesses that he untied from him sometime during the night whilst they slept. Erik is already halfway dressed by the time Liam gets out of the bed, and the Lupa slowly puts his clothes on as Erik lingers by the window. When Liam is finally fully clothed, he heads over to the window, and Erik gingerly helps him out. (if:(history:) contains "ErikElderSS12")[They don't actually need to do this anymore, but it's fun and reminiscent of old times.](else:)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
They stand there for a moment, and Erik glances left and right, double-checking that no-one is looking. He leans forward, and Liam leans in at the same time so that they can exchange a quick, tender kiss. They linger no longer than a breath, before Liam pulls away, aware that Erik has a reputation to keep.
"See you later." Erik smiles, before he closes the window. Liam gaves him a brief wave and then turns on a heel, heading back down the wooden platform.
With a blossoming feeling in his heart, Liam takes his leave(if:(history:) contains "ArthiFarnSS12")[.](else:)[, hoping that there might be more chances in the future to see Erik in private.](set:$ErikF3 to true)(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)
[[Continue.->Fajun]](if:$GoblinF is true)[Liam heads into the forest outside the village gates. He doesn't really have any plans today, but when he reaches the outskirts of the forest and steps along the main path, he decides it'd be interesting to revisit the goblin Blikeet he'd seen and interacted with before when he was exploring. What happens when he meets him is purely up to fate-- though admittedly, Liam is curious to see if the goblin is still taking a fancy to him, or even remembers him.](else:)[Liam heads into the forest outside the village gates. He doesn't really have any plans today, but when he reaches the outskirts of the forest and steps along the main path, he decides it'd be interesting to revisit the goblin outpost he'd seen before when he was exploring. It's not that he wants to run into the goblins-- quite the opposite, if he can help it! Instead, he simply wants to see what kind of progress they've made: if they're nearing completion then it's worth warning the Fajun guards about it, just in case they need to deal with it sooner rather than later.]
(if:$DN is "night")[It's maybe not the best idea to go looking for the outpost at night, considering it's hard to see goblins in the dark, but he's confident enough-- and curious enough-- to want to check it out anyway. Perhaps he'll regret it, or perhaps he wont. Either way, he's more than fine with checking it out.
Much like before, the forest is eeriely quiet, but it doesn't really feel as safe as before now that Liam knows a goblin outpost is nearby, not even that far from Fajun. Aware that he could be snuck up on at any moment, Liam moves slowly yet carefully, a hand on his hip where his dagger normally is, just in case.](elseif:$DN is "day")[Daytime is a good a time as any to go and check on the outpost-- in broad daylight, Liam will be able to make out the shape of any green-skinned goblins amongst the foliage, whereas they would otherwise be easily camoflagued in the dark. If they're that close to the typical path, then it's a good opportunity to check whilst the sun is still up. Heading off the usual path, Liam remembers from memory which way to go, and begins to make his way there.
Much like before, the forest is busy, but mildly 'safe' during the daytime, at least on known paths such as the one he's taking-- the regular patrols that Fajun dispatches during the day can help to keep these roads safe for foragers and villagers alike; he's also pretty sure that his father requests they make doubly sure the path is safe, since Liam can't help himself from exploring.]
Liam eventually reaches the spot where he saw the goblins before, and he follows the path that they took as best as he can, trying to recall it from memory. (if:$DN is "night")[Thankfully, he doesn't have to look too hard-- a light in the distance from a torch guides him towards the outpost.
(if:$GoblinF is true)[Using the torch as a guide, Liam makes out Blikeet's satchel and the outpost above, though it looks like they haven't made any progress since last time-- maybe Blikeet is deliberately taking his time, or maybe they just lack materials.](elseif:$GoblinF is false)[Using only the torch as a guide, Liam squints and tries to look from where he's standing to see if he can see any goblins. It's hard to tell if they're in the outpost above, but at the very least he can see that they've made progress-- a couple of the walls are built, short enough for them to look over and aim with ranged tools if they had them, though not enough to complete it. At the base of the tree, near the torch, is a satchel-- presumably it belongs to one of the goblins.]](elseif:$DN is "day")[He's thankfully good at remembering things, and with only a little difficult does he eventually find the outpost.
(if:$GoblinF is true)[Liam can't immediately see any goblins but he's sure that Blikeet is around somewhere. There's no need progress on the outpost since last time, and a familiar satchel sits at the base of the tree-- Liam assumes it belongs to the goblin he knows. Is Blikeet deliberately stalling progress or have they run out of materials? He can't be sure.](elseif:$GoblinF is false)[It doesn't look like the goblins are there at the moment, but they've made progress from last time, having at least structured one or two walls of the outpost, short enough for them to look over and aim with rudimentary ranged tools, though they haven't yet created a canopy on top, if they even plan to. Beside the base of the tree is a small satchel, presumably belonging to one of the goblins.]]
(if:$GoblinF is true)[Liam never got to see what's inside the satchel, but he knows better than to fall for a trap this time. The question is...does he want to take the risk of running into someone other than Blikeet? The choice is his alone.](elseif:$GoblinF is false)[Liam is...admittedly curious to know what lies inside the contents of the satchel. If the goblins aren't going to be back any time soon, then he can maybe sneak a peek before he's spotted...maybe. But is it worth the risk?]
|Choice>[Approach the outpost and peek inside the satchel.
Chicken out and leave.](click:"Approach the outpost and peek inside the satchel.")[(replace:?Choice)[Liam opts to (link:"approach...")[(goto:"ForestE4SS11")]]](click:"Chicken out and leave.")[(replace:?Choice)[Liam chickens out-- it's simply too risky.
[[Return.->Fajun]]]](if:$GoblinF is true)[Liam takes a deep breath and slowly approaches the outpost's tree. He's fully aware that there may be a trap lying in wait so he doesn't get too close-- he stands maybe 3 or 4 metres away before bringing his fingers to his lips. (if:$DN is "night")[He whistles into the dark night,](elseif:$DN is "day")[He whistles,] starting with a low note, then swapping to a higher one and ending in a lower one, like the goblin had taught him. His whistle echoes through the trees and out into the distance and he stands there awkwardly, waiting.
After a few moments that felt like minutes, the rustling of a nearby bush catches his attention and he turns, watching as (if:$DN is "night")[the silhouette of a goblin steps out from between the bushes. Liam can't see exactly who it is, but the dim light of the nearby torch at least makes his outline clear to Liam, enough for him to recognise that it's a goblin. The creature dusts himself off before looking directly at Liam, and though the Lupa can't see his expression, the goblin's cackle makes it clear he's pleased.](elseif:$DN is "day")[a goblin steps out from between the bushes, his loincloth briefly snagging on the branches and revealing a flaccid, foreskinned humanoid member before the goblin wrestles it free, looking over at Liam. The Lupa boy can't tell if this is the same goblin as before-- Blikeet had no defining goblin features-- but the creature smiles wide at the sight of him and drops his club.]
"Lupa, you return!" The goblin beams, dancing around on the spot for a moment, package swinging to and fro before he approaches, clasping his hands together.
"It's, um, Liam. You're...Blikeet, right?" Liam hesitates and the goblin chitters on the spot, dancing on a circle before abruptly turning to face the boy, raising his hands to clasp Liam's shoulders.
"Lupa," He begins, completely ignoring Liam's name. "You want breed? That's why you came, yes? Breed? Fuck?"
"Uh...it's just you here, right?" Liam hesitates to ask, glancing past the goblin and into the bushes. "None of your...friends?"
The goblin's face sours for a moment and he makes a crude gesture, before turning Liam around and pushing at his back, leading him towards the base of the tree.
"Blikeet be enough for you," He babbles. "Blikeet got good breed-stick for you, other goblins mean and bad. We breed now, yes?"
Liam wants to protest, but it's clear what Blikeet wants. Once they near the base of the outpost tree, Blikeet pushes Liam up against it, pressing his chest against the rough bark. (if:$DN is "night")[Liam can't see in the dark, but he can feel the goblin's greedy hands grabbing at his pants and yanking them down, exposing his young behind. Shortly thereafter, the warmth of a mass pressed up between Liam's cheeks and the goblin giggles into his ear, firmly gripping the Lupa's hips.](elseif:$DN is "day")[Liam glances out the corner of his eye, twisting his head to watch Blikeet force his pants down and shift his loincloth to the side, lining his thick average-sized cock up between the cub's buns, a giggling escaping the goblin's lips.]
"Blikeet very horny. We breed fast, yes?" The goblin pulls back and wedges the head of his cock between the boy's cheeks, and Liam hisses through his teeth, gripping to the tree in front of him as the goblin humps, mashing the head of his cock against Liam's squeezing hole, each prod and poke smearing pre-cum against the entrance.
Then, abruptly, Blikeet pushes forwards, squatting to get the right angle. With a sigh he pierces Liam's ring and slips inside, pushing all the way to the hilt.
[[Continue.->ForestE4SS12]]](elseif:$GoblinF is false)[Liam swallows his nerves and scoots out from around the tree he was hiding behind. In (if:$DN is "night")[the dead of night,](elseif:$DN is "day")[broad daylight,] he makes his way through the forest trees and slowly towards the goblin outpost, checking around him as he went. His stomach twists with anxiety and excitement, his heart pounding in his chest-- it's exhilarating to take a risk, but he's worried about getting caught too. He gets closer and closer, holding his breath as he goes until he's barely a couple of metres away from the satchel, with the outpost above him and (if:$DN is "night")[a lit torch nearby to illuminate his surroundings. However, it's not as bright as it would be in the day time, and Liam doesn't realise it's a trap until it's too late-- when he places his foot forwards, he feels tension against his sole. Before he can even make a sound, his already dimmed vision is blurred as he's flung up into the air.](elseif:$DN is "day")[a dried up torch near the tree's base. He presses his foot forwards and feels the tension of something against his sole. Before he can even make a sound, his entire vision flips as he's flung up into the air.]
It takes him a moment or two to get over the disorientation, but when he eventually comes to he soon realises that he's been caught in a crude, yet effective net trap hung from a nearby tree. Was it the goblin's going? It's entirely possible, but at the same time it feels too smart for a goblin-- maybe he's been underestimating their intelligence all this time.
Liam tries to tangle himself free from the net, but his feet and hands can't find purchase anywhere, and out the corner of his eye he sees a goblin appear from behind a tree, (if:$DN is "night")[barely visible thanks to the torch's light, a smug grin plastered across its point-nosed face.](elseif:$DN is "day")[a smug grin plastered across its pointy-nosed face.] With a wild cackle, it brandishes a knife and slices at a rope nearby, which loosens the trap and sends Liam hurtling to the floor. The trap had to have been a couple of metres high, at least enough for the wind to be knocked out of the cub. As he tries to pull himself to his feet, the goblin approaches and slices him free from the net, but doesn't let him go. He pushes Liam down and pins his arms back, and Liam feels the rough tautness of a rope twisting around his wrists, binding him. Without his hands, the cub can't really haul himself to his feet-- as much as he doesn't want to accept it, he's at the mercy of the monster in front of him.
"I caught it! I caught it!" The goblin cackles, grabbing Liam and pulling him out from the remnants of the net and across the forest, closer to the base of the outpost and near the satchel (if:$DN is "night")[and lit torch ](elseif:$DN is "day")[<!--Do Nothing--!>]that Liam had been trying to look into all along. The goblin giggles and grabs, roughly roaming his hands across Liam's bound body as he manhandles the cub onto his front, then tucks under his hips and yanks him up into an all-fours position, of a sort-- since he cannot use his hands, Liam is forced to press his shoulders and head to the ground.
"W-Wait a minute, what're you going to do? Let me go!" Liam tried to plead with the goblin, fully aware that the creature can speak his language. For a moment, the goblin halts, tilting his head in the cub's direction and looking him dead in the eye with his yellow eyes, before he toothily grins and slaps his hands against Liam's ass.
"No! I caught it, I win!" The goblin cries. "Winner takes prize, yes? Prize is mating. Blikeet like breeding. Blikeet have breeding!"
"W-Wait--" Liam tries to argue, but the goblin, apparently named Blikeet, is dead-set on his 'prize'. His hands grab firmly at the waistbad of Liam's pants and yank them down, exposing his young behind. The goblin doesn't even hesitate to grab his cheeks with its gnarled hands and spread them wide, examining the tight hole and swinging balls beneath it. To Liam's dismay, the goblin breaths in his scent, the tenting of his loincloth obvious.
(if:$Virgin is true)["Virgin? Virgin!" Blikeet seems ecstatic. "Blikeet love virgin, virgin tight and warm. Lupa's ass cute, Blikeet can't wait to breed you. Blikeet would take you to village to share, but Blikeet greedy."](elseif:$Virgin is false)["Oh, no virgin. But that okay!" Blikeet beams, squishing his hands against liam's cheeks. "Blikeet can't wait to breed Lupa. Blikeet would take you to village to share, but Blikeet greedy."]
"Wait, you know our tribe?" Liam asks, but the goblin doesn't entertain conversation. (if:$DN is "night")[Liam can't quite see what he's doing thanks to only the dim light of torch to aid his sight, but he can at least see the goblin rummaging through his satchel with the silhouette of his balls swinging between his squatting green legs. After a moment, he lifts something from the satchel and smears is between his fingers, but Liam can't see what it is. He returns to Liam's ass, giggling to himself.](elseif:$DN is "day")[Instead, he withdraws for a moment and squats down to the side, and out the corner of his eye Liam can see the goblin's flat ass stretched, revealing a pink hole just in front of a pair of swinging green balls. The goblin rummages through his satchel for a moment before pulling out what looks like a small purple berry. He squishes it between his fingers and smearing it around a single digit, before returning to Liam's behind.]
Without any warning, the goblin presses his finger to Liam's button, and pushes in.
[[Continue.->ForestE4SS12]]](if:$GoblinF is true)[Liam lets out a quiet groan, his insides instinctively squeezing around the goblin's intruding dick, and Blikeet lets out a saitsifed sigh as he lifts his legs back up and presses his green chest to Liam's clothed back.
"Mm...yes, Blikeet missed this yummy breed-hole. Good, tight, warm, nice, yes." The goblin babbles, huffing under his breath as he gyrates his hips and kneads against Liam's ass for a moment, pelvis meeting the cub's cheeks and squishing them before he pulls back and roughly thrusts, hips meeting Liam's ass in a sharp, muted slap. Liam lets out a gasp at the feeling, his legs wobbling a little from both the physical exertion and the massaging of his prostate from a single thrust alone.
This time is time is not different than the first, as Blikeet lapses into a series of rapid humps. Much like the first time, he doesn't hold back and focuses entirely on his own pleasure, but Liam doesn't mind it-- each pound of the creature's hips stirs his prostate and causes his cock to harden slowly-- it feels strangely better than the first time, presumably because Liam is consenting this time rather than being forcibly pleasured.
Blikeet's huffs and pants are briefly intermingled with dirty talk in another language that Liam doesn't quite understand, but he imagines it to be as vulgar as possible, considering the way that the goblin's hands firmly and tightly grip his hips, almost tugging him down onto the goblin's thick cock with each thrust. The creature's balls swing back and forth, slapping against Liam's own and causing the Lupa's member to bounce up and down, pre-cum leaking from the end. The more that the goblin thrusts, the better it feels, until a familiar tension slowly begins to form in his loins that has the cub whimpering and huffing, his fingers digging against the bark of the tree in front of him (if:$DN is "night")[as the sighs and sounds of their wild, carnal sex bounce through the forest, illuminated only by a crackling flame.](elseif:$DN is "day")[as the sounds of their sex bounce around the sunny forest and through the trees.]
Liam can slowly feel his orgasm upon him, growing and growing until it becomes near unbearable. His innards clamp down tightly as the cock grazes over his prostate over and over until, finally, a sigh escapes him. With a quiet groan, Liam's toes curl against the dirt as his member twitches at a 20-degree angle, bobbing up and down with each throb until spurts of cum shoot from the end of his member and splatter the bark in front of him, oozing down and occasionally landing on the roots at the base of the tree. With each spurt, his innards clamp down and milk the pistoning goblin cock, causing Blikeet's huffing to intensify and his muttering dirty talk to lapse into carnal snarls and quiet giggles.
Blikeet abruptly shoves forwards and yanks Liam back at the same sigh, letting out a restrained grunt as a wet squelch accentuates his orgasm, a warmth spread across Liam's flushed face as he feels a heat in his stomach, signalling the eruption of the goblin's seed. Blikeet tugs back here moments later and hotdogs his cock between the Lupa's cheeks, spurting the remnants of his load onto the small of Liam's back, where it seeps down his crack and onto his taint and balls. The goblin pants tiredly, smearing his cum-covered cock against one of Liam's cheeks for a moment before pulling back, waggling his member to dry it in (if:$DN is "night")[cool night air.](elseif:$DN is "day")[cool, summer daytime air.]
"Good breed-hole, good breed-hole...always tight, always nice." The goblin mutters, complimenting the boy whilst also reimagining the hole he just fucked. Liam shifts and turns around, briefly leaning against the tree before pulling his pants up. He glances to the satchel, wondering if he should take a look...and then decides against it. If he did, he'd have no incentive to come back.
"I must leave," Blikeet raises his head and flicked a pointy ear, listening to the sounds of the forest. "Goblins coming this way. Mean. Nasty. I tell them lie, you leave, then come back for more fuck, yes?"
"Uh...alright," Liam hesitates, before leaning up from the bark and heading away from the goblin and the tree itself. "See you later, Blikeet."
"Come back soon, breed-hole!" The goblin calls before he turns and disappears (if:$DN is "night")[into the night, through the bushes and away from the outpost. Liam can hear his babbling as he leaves in goblin tongue.](elseif:$DN is "day")[through the bushes and into the forest. Liam can see him disappearing into the distance, babbling at the top of his lungs in goblin tongue.]
Liam sucks in a breath and stretches his limbs out. He still has some time left to explore the forest if he wants...and maybe he might come back the same night too, depending on his preference.
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[[Return.->Fajun]]](elseif:$GoblinF is false)[(if:$Virgin is true)[Liam's virgin hole](elseif:$Virgin is false)[Liam's hole] spasms and sears from the sudden intrusion, the cub filled with a sense of discomfort and the general feeling of being violated, which makes his stomach churn, his teeth gritted. The goblin is relentless and doesn't hesitate to plunge all the way to the knuckle, //'oo-ing'// and //'aah-ing'// at the feeling of Liam's young ass squeezing around his finger.
"Lupa boy very tight, very nice." Blikeet grins, pumping his finger back and forth for a moment before abruptly pulling it out, apparently satisfied with fingering his behind for barely half a minute, at that. Liam huffs under his breath and whimpers as he sees the (if:$DN is "night")[silhouette of the goblin's body, darkened by the torchlight behind it, lining up with his behind. Liam can't see clearly enough to know what's happening, but he soon feels the warm mass of a cock lining up against his cheeks before smearing down towards his ass, the head rounded and smooth like a humanoid cock. The goblin smears his prick up and down before abruptly pushing forwards without warning.](elseif:$DN is "day")[goblin line up with his behind. Blikeet reaches around his back and tugs on something that makes the goblin's loincloth fall around his feet, revealing a humanoid green cock beneath with a dark purple-ish head. He angles it down with a clawed hand, giggling madly to himself as he smears the head of his cock against the juiced up Lupa's ring, before he pushes forwards.]
Like most monsters, the goblin isn't gentle, nor does he care about the cub's wellbeing. He pushes forwards with reckless abandon, hilting all the way in a single thrust. Liam, unable to really accommodate the sudden intrusion so easily, immediately clamps his insides down and instinctively squeezes in an effort to adjust and soothe any discomfort he feels. He groans through his gritted teeth as the goblin firmly grips his ass cheeks, huffing rapidly in the air as Liam's insides inadvertently milk his cock.
"Tight, tight, tight!" Blikeet squeals his delight. "You make good breeding partner-- Blikeet happy he keep you to himself. You make good female."
"I'm not..." Liam argues, but his voice trails over into a long groan as the goblin sudden yanks back, tugging back all the way until the edge of his glans kisses with the cub's inner sphincter. Then, he plunges forwards again, hilting back to the base and affirming his grip against the cub's ass, claws digging against flesh. (if:$Virgin is true)[A feeling of half-nausea and half-excitement rushes over Liam as he realises that his virginity is being taken by a monster, and by a goblin no less. How did it come to this?](elseif:$Virgin is false)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
The goblin begins to thrust, and he is by no means slow nor accommodating-- he pounds with all the force and ferocity that a goblin demands, his hip furiously bucking and slapping against Liam's cheeks as his balls swing and meet with the cub's own. The two of them are similar height which makes it easy for him to keep a good rhythm, and the goblin's breath comes out in hot heavy pants, accentuated by carnal grunts and moans that leave Liam to truly believe he is being relentlessly 'bred'.
"Good, yummy, tight breed-hole," The goblin huffs between his thrusts, his movements growing slicker and wetter as time went on. "Blikeet breed you, give you babies. Whore breed-hole milk dick, eat cum, yes..."
Blikeet appears to be something of a dirty-talker, though Liam admittedly isn't being much attention. His focus is, instead, on the feelings-- though he was originally perturbed and nauseated as being so carelessly violated, he cannot deny the feeling of his prostate being so rapidly stroked and grazed, causing his young cock to harden and pulse to life under the goblin's powerful assault. The harder that the goblin thrust, the better it felt, until Liam was eventually full-mast and aching for more, as much as he didn't really want it.
The goblin murmured dirty words over and over as the lewd sounds of their sex began abruptly wetter, the goblin's pre-cum smearing around his insides and making each movement audible and wet. Even the goblin's balls were sticky with pre-seed, which tainted Liam's down and wetted the fur around his taint and backsack with the mixture of pre-cum and berry juice. The claws that dug into his flesh stung, but the pain was drowned out by the rush of endorphins as the massaging of his prostate grew and grew.
Blikeet begins to huff with a greater intensity, his dirty murmurings lapsing into nothing but brutish grunts as his thrusting slows but remains heavy and rough. Liam whimpers and clamps his mouth shut, feeling the pleasure rising and rising, a familiar tension forming in his loins. He knows what's coming.
[[Continue.->ForestE4SS13]]]With a shuddering sigh, the tension inside Liam's body loosens and a feeling of pleasure washes over him. His climax is harsh yet pleasurable as he stains the grass beneath him with little spurts of cum, his insides clamping and squeezing periodically in time with his cock's throbs.
The goblin seems to fervently enjoy his spasming inner walls, for his bucking hips and wild pants begin to slow and the goblin sighs, pushing forwards and loosening his grip on Liam's ass, just a little. The creature's orgasm is obvious-- Liam can feel that thick green cock pulsing inside of him, spurting warmth across his stomach and deep into his body. (if:$Virgin is true)[It feels bad for his virginity to have been taken by a goblin, but it ultimately could have been worse.](elseif:$Virgin is false)[<!--Do Nothing--!>]
With a grunt, the goblin suddenly pulls back and withdraws from the cub's ass completely, admiring the mess he's made whilst smearing the sticky head of his cock against Liam's cheek, staining his fur with seed. Liam shifts and glances at the goblin out the corner of his eye as anxiety fills his stomach-- what is Blikeet going to do to him now? Is he going to take him to his village or keep him trapped here at the outpost to use as he pleases.
(if:$DN is "night")[To Liam's surprise, the silhouette of the goblin steps, as if it's hesitating. Fear crosses Liam's face for a moment before Blikeet leans forward and wrestles free his wrists from the ropes, allowing Liam to finally move. The cub does the only thing he could think to do in that situation and moves, flipping onto his back and scooting backwards in the dark.](elseif:$DN is "day")[To Liam's surprise, the goblin hesitates. Fear briefly crosses Liam's face before Blikeet reaches for the rope binding Liam's wrists, and he wrestles with the knot until it loosens, freeing the cub's arms. Immediately, Liam rolls and tugs his pants up, scooting back enough so that there's at least a metre or so between them, just in case the goblin changes his mind.]
"You have good breed-hole," Blikeet smiles as if it's the best compliment he's ever given. "Was good? I feel you cum, you enjoy it?"
"I..." Liam trails off, not wanting to admit it. Blikeet grins even wider, seeing through his anxiety-- Liam didn't intend to confirm it, but his silence did just that.
"Blikeet meant to take you to village, but other goblins mean," The goblin insists. "They hurt. Blikeet want good breed-hole, not bad nagging smelly female goblin breed-hole. I let you go, you come back-- deal?"
Liam thought the goblins were smart, considering he was caught so intelligently-- but Liam knows that he could just as easily leave and never come back, and that was Blikeet's oversight. This was an easy deal for Liam, but...admittedly, he might return, maybe, and perhaps the goblin knew that too. He clears his throat and gets to his feet, nodding his agreement, and the goblin seems pleased.
"You come back, you whistle for me," Blikeet put his fingers to his mouth and made a three-tone melody, with a low note followed by a high note, and then another low note. "You make sound loud and big, I come to you. Here. Okay?"
"Uh...okay." Liam hesitates, before beginning to retreat. The goblin doesn't chase after him and instead stands there looking proud, his cum-covered dick dangling between his legs.
Liam turns and doesn't look back-- he's going to need a minute to process the fact that he might have made a goblin friend, and perhaps even lover.(set:$Virgin to true)(set:$GoblinF to true)
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[[Return.->Fajun]]Confusion crosses Liam's features as he makes his way up towards the Elder's home, hopping up the steps that lead towards the front porch. There, Erik is standing, pacing and lost in thought. He notices Liam as he approaches and halts, staring at him for a moment before taking in a deep breath and sighing, making it clear that he's anxious.
"Erik? What's up?" Liam asks, and the older Lupa, 3 years his senior, grasps Liam by the shoulders and pulls him closer.
(if:$Naked is true)["Why are you naked? Scratch that, it doesn't matter-- today's the day, Liam,"](elseif:$Naked is false)["Today's the day, Liam,"] He insists. "I-- no, //we're// going to tell my dad about us. I don't want to hide it any longer."
This was something that Liam wasn't expecting for quite some time, but he'll take it. Steeling himself, the cub nodded and Erik blew a sigh, looking a lot more stressed out despite being 14. He turns, stepping towards the door before hesitating, turning away, then turning back again. He grits his teeth and grasps the handle, twisting it before pushing it open. Reaching out, he grabs Liam's hand and pulls him in with him.
The living room is quiet and quaint. Liam's seen it before through the window but never really stood inside it before-- the rugs feel nice and in good condition, the bench across from him looks comfy to sit on, the fireplace is smouldering from a recently lit fire...all in all, it's very cosy. From another room comes the thudding footsteps of the Elder and Liam finds himself holding his breath as the man enters, bearing only a loincloth-- it looks like he was getting dressed when Erik and Liam interrupted him.
"What is it, Erik?" He demands, his voice low and rich with authority, it's dulcet hues practically reverberating inside Liam's body. "I've got a number of things to do today...and who is this?"
"D...Dad," Erik sounds scared, but determined. "This is Liam."
"Oh, Farngur's son." The Alpha nods his head(if:$Naked is true)[, briefly looking up and down Liam's obviously naked form, before glancing to Erik, wondering exactly what his point is.](elseif:$Naked is false)[ before glancing to Erik again, wondering exactly his point is.]
"I like him," Erik says immediately, a shock to both Liam and the Elder. "A lot. I want him to be my mate, and I his."
Liam could cut the tension with a knife. The Elder looks between Erik, Liam and their held hands, then back again. He's silent for far too long, enough to make Liam tremble with a mixture of fear and anxiety. Is he going to approve or disapprove? Of that, Liam cannot be certain. Suddenly, however, the Elder shifts on the spot, blinking only once.
"Prove it."
The two boys hesitate, knowing better than to argue with the Elder or even question his motives. Nervously Erik turns on the spot, touching with Liam's side and still holding his hand with the other as he leans his head forwards, meeting with Liam's muzzle in a quick and tender kiss. Liam can tell he's a little shy, and the 11-year-old doesn't blame him, for he feels the same. However, the tension begins to fade the more they kiss, and Liam's skin begins to prickle with desire the more their muzzles and tongues roam. Erik begins to part his muzzle, sticking his tongue into Liam's mouth, and the younger Lupa finds himself gasping and arching his back against Erik's body, fingers curling against Erik's own hand as he quivers on the spot, (if:$Naked is true)[his erection beginning to poke Erik's leg.](elseif:$Naked is false)[His erection tenting his cloth pants.]
Erik reaches out, (if:$Naked is true)[tugging at Liam's pants and letting them fall easily around his ankles, before yanking the younger Lupa's top over his head, their hands parting briefly to do so. He strips Liam completely and admires his nudity, his hands roaming and touching him all over.](elseif:$Naked is false)[touching Liam's naked body and exploring his soft white fur, from his hips up to his chest and down to his ass.] Liam unlinks his hand from Erik's own and begins to pull at the older Lupa's clothes, slowly beginning to undress him so that the two of them can be completely nude together. He's starting to zone out the Elder's presence, focusing instead on pleasing Erik rather than worrying about his 'performance'-- after a few moments, Erik steps out of his pants, now fully naked, his erection painfully obvious. He reaches down to turn Liam around with the intent of fucking him as usual, but a voice booms out, halting him.
"Stop."
[[Continue.->ErikElderSS12]]"...Father," Liam begins, shifting on the spot. "Can we talk?"
"Of course." Farngur pats his lap and expects the boy to come over. Liam initially hesitate, before resigning to the idea, making his way over. Farngur hoists his son up onto his lap and Liam shifts to get comfortable(if:$Naked is true)[, vividly aware that his balls are touching his dad's leg.](else:)[.]
"So what is it, son?" He coaxes the questions out of him and Liam hesitate again, wondering if he should-- yet, he can't sweep what he saw under the rug. Sucking in a deep breath, he swallows his nerves and speaks.
"Who'se that teen Lupa you were with?" He asks. "I know you don't want to tell me, but I have a right to know, especially after..."
His voice trails off and Farngur sighs, affirming his arm around the Lupa's waist and pulling him close. He presses his muzzle down atop Liam's head and grumbles, the vibrations of the noise reverberating from his chest and against the cub's shoulder. Liam wonders what he's thinking-- is he upset? Angry? Why doesn't he want to tell him? Liam has so many questions and very little answers, so he's hoping his dad will, at least, shed some light on what he saw, and maybe explain himself a little. After all, his actions and what he says can at most seem a little hypocritical...
"That boy...his name is Arthi," Farngur begins. "He's almost into his manhood now, 17 years of age and...well, he's a former student of mine. Like every young Lupa, I taught him about the ways of Forestia and how to survive-- it was only after he'd learnt all he could that we grew closer. He appreciated my teachings and would stop by to see how I was doing, or to get advice on one thing or another. Well...things simply blossomed from there."
An awkward silence fills the space between the two of them as Farngur finally reveals the identity of the boy with whom he's long held affections for. Liam doesn't know what to say-- he isn't angry, but he is ultimatley shocked. Part of him thought it was a one-time fling, but he's wrong. This must have been going on for quite some time.
"I didn't want to tell you because I wasn't sure if you'd understand," Farngur admits. "I didn't want to hurt your feelings or lose my son over a simple relationship."
"Dad..." Liam breathes a sigh, half-sullen and half-pleased. "I don't care about that. If you're happy, then I'm happy. I never got to meet my mom, but I think she would have wanted it too, probably...even if it is with another male. Having a second dad isn't so weird..."
Farngur can't help but chuckle and he ruffles his son's head before planting his muzzle to it again, giving him an affectionate kiss. He seems a lot more pleased than Liam realises, if only because he can't look at him in the face when Farngur is clutching him so tightly.
"I'm happy," Farngur murmurs. "Really, really happy. Thank you, son."
He loosens his grip and Liam can finally lean back, enough for him to see his dad quickly wiping his face. Liam doesn't want to tease him and so he doesn't say anything about it, instead leaning up and hugging around his father's neck, squeezing him tight for a moment before sliding off his lap.
"I should go. Things to do." He admits, having already had plans for the day. Farngur nods in understanding and awkwardly shifts in his seat.
"If...If you want to meet him, then we could, sometime. He's busy during the day most of the time, but maybe he could come around at night? I'll broach the subject with you another time." Farngur suggests, and you nod along-- you have no problems meeting him, after all.
With that, you leave the building and head out into Fajun, feeling like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders.(set:$FarngurTalk to true)
[[Continue.->Fajun]](if:(history:) contains "ArthiFarnSS12")[Liam follows his father through into his bedroom, already aware of what was going to take place. After all, Liam has met Arthi by now and the two of them had gotten along reasonably well the last time-- who was to say that this time would be any different, if at all?
Stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, Liam turns to see Arthi sitting on the bed expectantly, having been waiting for the two of them all this time. Instinctively, (if:$Naked is true)[Liam stretches his body out and makes his way over towards the bed in the nude, aware of how he looks.](else:)[Liam begins to peel off his shirt and jacket, tossing them to floor as he wiggles out of his pants, making his way towards the bed.] Arthi smirks at the sight of him and stretches his arm out as Liam clambers up, pulling the cub into a hug and giggling with amusement as he leans back, flopping down onto the bed with Liam on top of him.
"I'm glad to see the two of you getting along so well." Farngur hums with amusement, shrugging himself out of his own clothes as Liam sits up a little, straddling Arthi's body and wiggling himself into a comfortable position. He can feel the older Lupa's erection against his behind, the knotted cock slipping from the sheath and smearing up between his cheeks-- clearly, Arthi's affections aren't limited to just Liam's father, but others too. The teen Lupa sits up and smiles over at Farngur, moving his hands to squeeze Liam's hips.
"I just think your son is so cute, Farngur," Arthi openly remarks. "Cute and...well..."
Arthi leans his head forwards, pressing his muzzle to Liam's own. The 11-year-old is momentarily taken aback and peeks at his father out the corner of his eye, making sure he's okay with it. He can see Farngur grinning, and satisfied that his father likes it, Liam deepens the kiss with the teen, groaning under his breath as Arthi snakes a hand up the small of his back and deliberately rolls his hips between the cub's cheeks, accentuating how thick and hard he was. Liam can't help but get aroused too, his humanoid member wedged snugly between their fuzzy, furred bodies.
Shifting, Arthir rolls and presses Liam down upon the bed, dipping his head to roam against the cub's neck, playfully nipping him before travelling down his body and towards his stomach and loins. He passes the Lupa's belly button and nuzzles against Liam's crotch as the 11-year-old moans, feeling a little embarrassed to be so achingly hard in front of his father, yet so inexplicably turned on that he can't help but arch his back as Arthi drags his tongue up Liam's cock, all the way to his foreskinned tip. The teen Lupa bows his head, taking Liam's cock in his mouth and he slowly bobs, suckling and licking every inch of his member just to tease and stimulate him. Farngur watches from the side, already hard and horny at the sight, his clothes strewn across the floor.
Arthi keeps it up for a while, but it's just for a bit of fun-- as soon as Farngur clears his throat, Arthi stops and leans up, sitting on his knees dutifully as the older Lupa rounds the bed and stands near the side, cock hard and ready. He waggles it before them as Liam sits up, and he assumes a position alongside Arthi, ready to serve.](else:)[With a mixture of excitement and curiosity, Liam follows his father across the room and through his open bedroom door, stepping inside and closing it behind him. There, sitting on the bed on his knees, is someone that Liam has been desperate to meet: the object of his father's affection and a potential step-dad-to-be, Arthi. The Lupa sits expectantly in the nude, illuminated by several nearby candles, and Farngur crosses the room and stands awkwardly by his bed so that Liam can take the teen in.
Upon closer inspection, he's about everything Liam expects a growing Lupa warrior to be: he's average size for his age, and well-sculpted with prominent muscles and a well-kept body, but strangely lithe much like Liam-- he effectively is almost the same in body type, only significantly more toned, which only serves to put a dampener on Liam's own Liam's own thin, weak body. He has a rich combination of brown and white fur, where the white prdominantly covers his front and the brown acts as a 'coat' for the rest of him, all the way to the tips of his fingers and toes. He has a nice fur pattern, Liam has to admit.
"Uh...nice to meet you." Liam (if:$Naked is true)[is thankfully already naked and so doesn't feel too overdressed, especially considering that his father is already peeling off his heavy viking-esque clothes.](else:)[feels a little overdressed, moreso when he sees his father starting to peel off his clothes, shrugging himself out of his faulds and pants and very openly allowing his naked form to be revealed. Liam quickly yanks his top over his head and drops his pants, leaving himself in the nude rather quickly.]
Arthi, at first, doesn't say anything; instead, he gestures Liam closer and the 11-year-old slowly approaches, climbing up onto the bed beside him as Farngur shifts onto the bed as well, the entire thing creaking under their combined weight, yet somehow holding.
"I love both of you very much," Farngur begins. "And I hope the two of you can get along."
Liam, feeling a little shy, glancing over to Arthi who slowly shifts towards him, reaching out with a hand and touching the younger cub's chest. The teen's lithe fingers trail down Liam's body and stroke along his white fur, dipping down towards his stomach before rising up towards his neck and up to his cheek. He cups Liam's face in a display of affection the 11-year-old wasn't expecting, and though he hesitates, Liam inevtiably tilts his head into the hand. It's warm and inviting, filled with tenderness and affection.
"Your dad's told me a lot about you," Arthi begins, his voice light and dainty despite his athletic features. "We were scared for a while that you'd be upset...I'm glad that you're as open minded as your father says you are. I have to admire you, actually-- you're not like the other Lupa, but you don't mope about it. You take it in your stride...you have more pride than some of the best warrior I know."
The compliment makes Liam blush and he averts his gaze, feeling his cheeks warming as his ears fold down against his head. His embarrassed expression elicits a chuckle from his dad and the teen. Liam feels as if he has to say something in return, so he does.
"I, um..." He isn't sure how to place his words. "I'm glad my dad's found someone who he likes a lot. I can't ask for more than that."
With a wide smile, Arthi leans forward and pulls Liam up, yanking the boy into a hug that has the 11-year-old's face pressed up just underneath the teen's chin, against his neck. Liam awkwardly wraps his arms around Arthi's waist, vividly aware of the sheath prodding his stomach-- but it feels nice, the hug. Liam can't help but sink into it a little, but the warmth is interrupted by his father clearing his throat, wanting to get their attention.
"I'm glad you're getting along..." Farngur smiles, reaching down to grasp his obviously growing erection. "Since you both love me so much, how about you show it?"
"Why don't we help him out?" Arthi suggests with a grin, and Liam can't think of a better thing to do.]
[[Continue.->ArthiFarnSS12]]|Con>[(if:(history:) contains "ArthiFarnSS12")[Farngur admires the sight of the two of them-- their hard cocks, eager eyes and licking lips, before he points down to his member, inviting them to get started.](else:)[Farngur shifts, slipping off of the bed and rounding the side of it so that he could stand in front of both Liam and Arhi, sat still sat on the bed. Slowly Liam turns, facing his father and casting his gaze down the man's body, admiring his muscled, aging figure, naked in the candlelight and a pristine white. His cock, thick and slightly bigger than the average man, and definitely bigger than Liam's own and the cub's mouth honestly went dry at the sight.]
Farngur pushes his hips forwards and Liam leans forwards as well in response, along with Arthi, the two of them making a beeline for the cock. Liam meets with the length, dipping his head and dragging his muzzle across the underside of the member until he reaches the head of his cock. His nostrils flare with the general scent of his father's arousal and body, and he feels both nostalgic and aroused by the smell. Parting his muzzle, Liam sticks out his tongue and Farngur moans as he feels the warmth of his son's tongue against his cock. Groaning under his breath, Liam parted his muzzle a little wider and went down the side of it as Arthi brought his own muzzle to the cock, pressing his lips to the head of his lover's head. Farngur instinctively pushes upwards and sighs with delight at the feeling of both mouths on his member, his cock vividly twitching, throbbing and eager for more.
"That's it..." Farngur mumbles, reaching out to stroke Arthi's head was the other cups his son's cheek. Liam closes his eyes and relishes the taste and the warm, pulsing sensations of his father, a clear sign of how much he was enjoying it. In that moment, neither Arthi nor Liam fight over who should take the lead or who should be the one to suck the cock entirely-- instead, they move in tandem, exploring areas the other has previously and trying their best to coat every available inch of the man's cock in a mixture of their spit. They eventually raise their heads up to the top and smooch over the throbbing tip, parting briefly from the cock to exchange the odd kiss or two with each other-- something they would never do in any other situation, of course, but they were driven purely by arousal and lust. Liam can't deny his own erection and he lightly stroked himself with a hand, using the other to prop himself up, and though he can't see he's sure that Arthi is the same.
Farngur doesn't need to tell them to keep going, for his panting breaths and gentle, tender groans are encouragement enough. Liam raises his head and bows down, allowing Arthi to take the reigns to suckling on Farngur's head as Liam instead bobs and grazed his tongue and lips along the side, occasionally dipping down to nuzzle and drag his tongue against his father's heavy nuts. The older man grunts and huffs, lidding his gaze over as he pushes his hips forwards, resisting to urge to snarl and growl like an animal as his pleasure grows higher and higher. Both boys, despite not being of age, can tell that he's getting close-- they were so in tune with each other that such a thing was easy. Arthi pulls back as Liam drags his head up, the two of them kissing and nuzzling against the cock as Farngur reaches down to grip the base of his member, holding it firmly as they nudge and stimulate the cock further and further, bringing the man towards the precipice of his orgasm.
"Here it comes..." Farngur huffs under his breath, the head of his cock vividly swelling with arousal, signalling his impending climax. After a brief moment of hesitation, a thick spurt of cum shot from the end of Farngur's humanoid member, splattering across Arthi's face before the man shifted the angle, letting the next thick string coat his son's muzzle, landing right between his eyes. Liam whimpers under his breath, his cheeks warming with a mixture of longing and desire as his skin tingles in response to the feeling of the viscous, sticky goo seeping into his fur. Arthi plays the part of a dutiful lover rather well, holding up his hands as if to cup any remnant strings as Farngur closes his eyes and tries his best to split the load between them, wanting both to get a taste. If anything, it was a clear sign of how much he values both of them in their own way, placing them in equal footing. That symbolism doesn't go unnoticed to Liam, but for now he doesn't say anything.
Farngur's orgasm dies down as quickly as it had arrived and the older man sighs with a mixture of relief and pleasure, teetering on his feet. He looks down as Liam turns his attention to Arthi, the young Lupa taking note of the cum on the teen's face. Leaning forwards, Liam drags his muzzle up against Arthi's cheek, closing his eyes and licking the cum from the Lupa's face, taking the salty seed on his tongue and gulping it down. Arthi shifts to do the same, dipping and bowing his hed as he licks, nudging and scooping what he can. One eventually has to relent so that the other can lick along their muzzle and between their eyes, and the ensuing licking and sensual exploring eventually leads to a kiss or two that has Liam squirming. Arthi is a good kisses, his tongue roaming and his muzzle soft, and the 11-year-old finds himself quickly getting into them, his tongue tough with Arthi's own. His little cock wildly stands to attention with each deep, passionate kiss, his body squirming and aching for pleasure.
"Wow." Farngur clears his throat, already aroused once again, and he moves to sit on the bed beside them, climbing up towards the pillows and rolling over until he's laying on his back. Liam knows that his father doesn't have the strength and stamina that he used to, so it doesn't surprise him to see him so tired despite still being horny. Liam parts his kiss from Arthi, hands reaching out to touch the other Lupa's soft body, before he turns and climbs up towards Farngur's left side, whilst Arthi takes the right, the two cuddling up against the man's body. Neither of them have cum, but neither of them care either-- there's always another time.
"I love you two." Farngur mumbles, closing his eyes and putting his arms around them. Liam, admittedly rather tired, closes his eyes and snuggles up against him, feeling warm and safe against his father's body. Before he realises it he's fallen asleep, his dreams filled with love and desire.(set:$DN to $DNO)(set:$DNO to $DNO2)(set:$DNO2 to $DN)
Continue.](click:"Continue.")[(replace:?Con)[Liam awoke in the morning primarily from the shifting of the warm body beside him. Stirring from his slumber, the white-furred canine rolled and slowly sat up, blearily blinking his eyes. The sunlight filtered in through a crack in the fur curtains of the window and the creaking of the bed to his right caught his attention. Liam turns to see his father slowly getting out of bed and pulling on his clothes-- Arthi was already gone, and Liam presumes that he snuck out sometime in the morning. Farngur's gaze meets his son's own and he somehow seems to read his mind.
"Arthi is one of those who patrols the roads between the tribes," He explains. "So he often has to leave early in the morning. Think nothing of it."
"Right..." Liam shifts and gets to his feet, yawning tiredly as he (if:$Naked is true)[stretches his back a little, limbering up his muscles. As he stretches his arms out,](else:)[reaches for his pants, slowly pulling them on as he teeters on the spot, still getting his bearings. As he fastens his trousers around his waist,] two large arms curl around his body and Liam is pulled up against Farngur's warm stomach. Liam tilts his head back to blink up at his father, who dips his head, his muzzle drawing close. To Liam's surprise, Farngur doesn't hesitate to plant a kiss on his muzzle. It lasts for what feels like a few fleeting seconds, and Liam wished it could have lasted longer, before Farngur pulls away.
"Thank you for last night," His father sounds happy. "I'm glad that everything went well."
"More than well, I'd say." Liam remarks, reminiscing about what they got up to, his cheeks warming at the thought. Farngur merely chuckles and shrugs on his jacket, stretching his back before making his way to the door.
"Have a good day today, son," He smiles, before heading through the door. Liam takes a moment to (if:$Naked is true)[wake up a little despite his nakedness, aware he's going to have to walk through the living room in the nude](else:)[pull on his shirt and adjust himself], before making his way out in turn.
[[Continue.->LiamHouse]]]]"If you wish to prove your love, then you must be willing to give as well as take," Erik's father insists. "If you penetrate him, so in kind must he be allowed to penetrate you."
Erik visibly hesitates, unsure about the idea, but then swallows his pride. He smiles down at Liam and backs up, retreating to the rug in the center of the room. There, he crouches down and sits on his behind, before laying back on the floor and lifting his legs up, spreading them wide and showing all of his assets off, encouraging Liam to get closer. In the moment, Liam became aware of a number of things: namely, the Elder's obvious arousal, his cock practically double the size of Erik's and also somehow off-limits to them, as well as Erik's willingless to lose his virginity to him. The latter moved Liam in a way he never expected, whilst the former excited him to no end. Spurred on by a combination of desire and emotional attachment, Liam steps forwards and gets down onto his knees between the older Lupa's legs.
Liam's never fucked Erik before-- this is a wholly new experience that he wants to savour, one way or another. Liam lifts his fingers up to his mouth and slickens them up with spit, whilst pushing his hips forwards and using his other hand to angle his cock against Erik's ass. He doesn't penetrate him, but he does make a point of smearing his humanoid member against that virgin teen button, making sure to spread what pre-cum he has around the ring before he withdraws, replacing it with his spit-covered digits. Erik switches his grip from under his knees to his ass, grasping his cheeks and spreading them to give Liam better access, and he hisses as Liam's small fingers meet with his ring and sink in, easily able to slide in deep thanks to the lubrication. Erik is impossibly tight, already spasming and clamping down around Liam's digits alone. The 11-year-old can't wait to fuck him, and has to wonder what it'll feel like as well. He uses one finger at first, stuffing deep with his middle digit all the way to the knuckle, before he pulls back slowly and accompanies the next plunge with another finger, causing Erik to groan. With each squeeze of his insides, Erik's knotted cock twitches and stands to attention off of his athletic white-furred stomach, a bead of pre-cum oozing from his tip.
Satisfied that he's sufficiently lubed, Liam pulls his fingers back and reaches up to hold onto Erik's leg, keeping it propped up as he uses his dry hand to handle his cock, meeting the humanoid tip with Erik's hole. He hesitates for a moment, hissing through his teeth, before pushing forwards and penetrating the 14-year-old's ass. He takes it slow, making sure to wait after every inch so that Erik can adjust-- and so he can enjoy the warm, spasming feeling of the hole milking his cock-- before he sinks deeper. It doesn't take long for Liam to eventually hilt inside of the boy, and Erik loosens his grip around his cheeks, pulling his hands back so that he can hold onto Liam's forearms as the younger boy leans forward, propping himself up on his palms. Erik hooks his ankles loosely around the cub's body, casting a brief glance to his father before turning his attention back to Liam's gaze. He lids his own eyes and huffs under his breath, nodding, encouraging Liam to begin-- and so the young Lupa does.
Liam can already tell as he slides back that he's going to finish rather quickly-- after all, this is his first time penetrating Erik, and he's both tight and receptive. Liam slides all the way back, until the edge of his humanoid glans kisses with the teen's inner sphincter, before he pushes forwards, pre-cum sliding around his cock as his hips meet with Erik's cheeks, accentuating their sex with a soft //plap//. Erik groans under his breath and Liam distinctly hears the Elder huffing under his breath, accompanied by the slick wet sounds of a particularly messy, pre-cum filled masturbation. Liam doesn't turn his head to watch, for his attention is focused on Erik and his own thrusts. He pulls back and humps again, trembling on the spot and bowing his head as Erik leans up, propping himself up on an elbow and sliding his hand up Liam's arm towards the back of his neck. Liam raises his head a little and Erik dips his muzzle, nudging Liam's chin up before their muzzles meet. The ensuing combination of the spasming inner walls coupled with the fireworks that were set off inside Liam's head from a mind-blowing kiss could have made the young Lupa cum right there and then-- but not yet. He still has a ways to go, and he wants it to last.
Slowly, Liam starts up a rhythm, huffing harshly through his nose as their lips remain locked, their tongues pressed together. They can smell each other's breath, taste each other's arousal, feel each other's pleasure-- in that moment, they were linked: two became one. They rhythmically gyrated and moaned in unison, fingers and toes curling, innards and muscles clenching. It soon becomes clear that Liam doesn't have long to go: his moans, though faint, grow heavier and heavier, lighter and lighter, and Erik cannot resist clamping down and milking every sliding inch, every pulsing centimetre of his lover's cock. The pleasure rises and grows, swelling within Liam's loins until it reaches an unbearable peak. He shudders and gasps, their lips parting for just a faint moment as Liam lets out a harsh, shaky breath. A moan escapes his lips, and it's over.
Erik's insides milk and squeeze as Liam's cock throbs, emptying string after string into those virgin inner walls, and despite his physical exertion Liam reaches down between them, casting his gaze up to Erik's own. Their eyes lock as Liam's hand meets his mate's knotted cock, and their muzzles meet occasionally, passionately, exchanging the occasional brief and fleeting kiss as the only sounds that meet their ears is their own panting breaths and the wet, slick sounds of Liam's pre-cum-soaked hand. Erik shudders, moaning Liam's name, and the young Lupa feels the wet and vivid warmth of seed on his digits, oozing down and staining fur, hanging between fingers.
But that's not all-- no sooner have they finished did the wet warmth of something else meet their bodies, as the Elder stands over them and strokes himself to completion. Neither Liam nor Erik is expecting a sudden shower of thick, virile globs of Alpha cum to splatter their naked, spent forms, but the cum quickly seeps into their fur and shot across their faces, leaving them messy and used as well as content. The sigh that the Elder let out bounces around the acoustics of the home, and Liam briefly glances out the corner of his eye at the Elder's veiny, mouth-watering cock, before it disappears beneath his brown loincloth.
"You have my blessing." He assures them, before turning and trudging his way back into the room he was in before, for reasons that escape the both of them. The two of them sit there for a while, locked to one-another, before Liam pulls out and flop backwards.
Neither of them know what to say, but it feels as if a weight's been lifted off their shoulders. The younger Lupa pulls himself to his feet and Erik does the same after a moment or two, pulling Liam in and meeting his muzzle with a tender kiss.
"I have to work on some things today," He explains. "But come by and see me later. Please?"
"Of course." Liam assures him, (if:$Naked is true)[heading towards the door completely in the nude, covered in cum.](elseif:$Naked is false)[pulling on his clothes to hide the cum as he makes his way to the door.]
He casts a glance back before he slips out the front door, leaving Erik to do what he needs to do. The young Lupa sighs and stands there for a moment, before heading down the steps, feeling as if a new life has stretched out before him. Life, and love.
[[Continue.->Fajun]]Liam returns to the village gates, predominantly without your clothes. It isn't Liam's fault-- (if:$NR is 1)[The slime dissolved your clothes before you could react.](elseif:$NR is 2)[The drake tore your clothes to pieces.] Thankfully, the journey back towards the gates wasn't far, and Liam made his way there in no time. Standing by the gates on patrol, with them neatly shut, were two familiar faces-- Gray and Iblen, the twin Lupas who typically guard the gates. Liam can only assume they were waiting for him, as apart from the typical patrol units that roamed the paths between the tribal villages, you were the only one to venture out unattended...at least, that you know of.
When they see Liam, naked and limping ever so slightly, they immediately make their way over. Out of the two, Ilben looks the most embarrassed to see your naked body, but Gray seems more concerned with your health than anything else. Gray came forwards to prop Liam up with a hand as crouched down to the cub's height, roughly to eye level.
"Liam, are you alright?" Gray asks him, and Liam nods, shifting uncomfortably on his feet. He's mostly just a little embarrassed to be seen in such a state, more than anything else. He can tell from Iblan's shyness that the two must enjoy the sight of him naked on some level, or at least one of them does. He can see their nostrils flaring, and he knows they can probably smell the mixture of sweat and sex. Straightening himself up, Liam rubs the back of his neck and glances to each of them in turn.
|Choice>[An option lies before Liam: to be brutally honest, the twins have done a lot for him, namely letting him out of Fajun at times when he wasn't supposed to. Liam owes them, at least on some level-- but Liam //was// just assaulted out in the forest, to the point where it sounds nicer to just get home...so should he give them a little something to enjoy, or should he ask them to take him home?
Ask them for some fun.
Ask them to take him home.](click:"Ask them for some fun.")[(replace:?Choice)[(if:(history:) contains "GrayIlbenSS13")["Sorry, guess it happened again," Liam admits. "But...well, since we're here...do you want to have some fun?"](else:)["Uh..." He begins. "Guys, I know what this looks like...and I can tell what you're thinking. Do you want to go somewhere private and I can help you out?"]
The twins exchange a glance, and Liam is unsure whether they want to or not. However, it quickly seems that they're interested, for they help prop the boy up a bit and direct Liam to the side of the usual gates. (if:$DN is "day")[It was a good idea to do so considering that it was the middle of the day, and Liam didn't particularly want to get caught.](elseif:$DN is "night")[It was the middle of the night so it's not as if it'd be easy for anyone to spot the three of them, but it was still good to be conspicuous anyway.] They stand a good distance away from the usual entrance, and Gray and Iblan lean up against the wall as Liam stands in front of him, licking his lips.
Reaching out, Liam grabs the waistline of 's pants and tugs at them a little as Gray extends his hands, pawing at Liam's naked form. The young Lupa admittedly enjoys the touch and quivers a little as his hands roam down, touching along his chest and stomach and dipping all the way to his loins. 's pants inevitably loose and fall down around his ankles, revealing his swinging balls and plump sheath, combined with the obvious tapered tip sticking from it. Neither of the older, early 20's Lupa tried to take their tops off, for they bore leather cheastplates that were pretty irritating to remove. Their pants however are a lot easier, but they only dipped as far as their knees, as leather kneeguards kept them up otherwise. It only took a good pull to loosen Gray's pants, and he did that himself so that Liam can focus on grasping his twin's sheath, squeezing and jerking the member as it slowly began to grow.
Gray slides his hand up towards the cub's face and cupped his cheek, angling it upwards towards his own as his muzzle dips down. Liam wasn't expecting the Lupa to kiss him when he did, but he certainly doesn't mind it-- in fact, he leans into it as Ilben groans under his breath, pushing his hips against Liam's stroking hand as his cock slowly throbs to full mast, his knot swelling at the base. Liam can't see for sure, but Gray's starting to get particularly hard as well, turned on by the scent emanating from Liam of the previous sex combined with the sensual kissing the two of them share. Gray's muzzle is a lot bigger than Liam's own, but that adds to the experience, in some way.
Ilben starts to shift, moving around behind Liam's body as Gray pulls Liam closer, directing him towards the wall and up against his chest and stomach, whilst the older Lupa leans against it. Liam doesn't have to look behind him to know what Ilben is up to, for he soon feels the man's cock sliding between his cheeks and grinding up and down, smearing pre-cum between them. Gray dips his head again and pulls Liam into a sensual kiss as Ilben pulls back, driven purely by lust as the tip of his tapering cock smears down and meets with Liam's used button, prodding and poking as he finds purchase. After a moment of hesitation he begins to push, sinking himself into the cub's ass as Liam moans quietly against Gray's muzzle, clinging to him and standing on the tips of his toes.
[[Continue.->GrayIlbenSS12]]]](click:"Ask them to take him home.")[(replace:?Choice)["Guys..." Liam begins awkwardly, feeling your eyelids droop. "I'm a little tired. Could you take me home, and we'll take a raincheck on...whatever you want to do?"
The twins look a little frestfallen, but they don't pry. At Liam's request, they ease him into town and carry him through Fajun, propping him up on their shoulders. It soon becomes a little uncomfortable for them to carry the young Lupa like that given the difference in height and in the end, Gray scoops Liam up in his arms and heaves him bridal style towards his house. Liam and his father exchange an apprehensive glance at each other as the Lupa is carried into his room, and Gray sets him down on the bed. He ruffles the boy's head and then leaves, giving Liam the time to recuperate.
After some time, Liam's father appears in the doorway, (if:$DN is "day")[the sunlight from your window shining on him.](elseif:$DN is "night")[illuminated by the moonlight from your window.]
(if:(history:) contains "GrayIlbenSS13")["Liam," Farngur sounds less concerned than last time. "You were brought home by the guards. Again. And you were naked...again."
"I'm sorry, Dad." Liam doesn't mean to upset or worry his father, but these things just happen. He rubs the back of his head as his father approaches, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I can only assume one thing," Farngur begins. "Either you're running into a lot more trouble than I thought, or you're a nudist. It's one of the other, Liam...much as I sometimes see you walking around without clothes on, I can only assume it's the former."
"Dad, I..." Liam doesn't know what to say. He doesn't know how to describe how he enjoys these experiences in some morbid way without making himself sound weird.
"Are you being safe?" Farngur asks pointedly, and Liam hesitates, before nodding. He //does// know what he's getting into most of the time. With a sigh, Farngur pulls him close and wraps him in a warm, meaningful hug, and Liam finds himself instinctively leaning into him.
"I trust you. As long as you are, then that's all I need." He mutters, and Liam is glad he has a father who gives him some sort of intependant. Slowly, his father pulls back and gets to his feet, heading back across the room.](else:)["You're alright. When I saw Gray carrying you in...naked," He sighs, approaching the bed. "I was worried. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, dad," Liam assures him. "I just ran into some trouble and lost my clothes on the way...nothing I can't handle."
His father doesn't look so sure, but he doesn't push it. Instead, he merely pulls his son close and cuddles him to his clothed chest, sighing with a mixture of relief and concern.
"When I was your age, I was just as adventurous," He murmurs. "I got into trouble sometimes too. You know you can tell me if you need help, don't you?"
"Of course, Dad." Liam leans into him. He can only assume that Gray and Ilben left out the part where he was double-teamed by them-- which, in itself, was good. He didn't want his father to know everything about his sexual escapades. Farngur rises, parting from him and trudging back across the room.]
(if:$DN is "day")["I need to return to my duties. Please rest as long as you need, son." He pleads, before disappearing past the door, closing it behind him. Liam sits there for a little while and just watches the people outside going about their usual business, before getting out of bed and putting on some fresh clothes.](elseif:$DN is "night")["It's late. Please rest as long as you need, son." He pleased, before disappearing past the door, closing it behind him. Liam sits there for a while and just stares out the window, before getting out of bed and putting on some fresh clothes.]
[[Continue.->LiamBedroom]]]]Ilben is thick, that much was clear-- Liam has no doubt that Gray was be much of the same if they intend to take turns, or if they intend to spitroast. In either case Liam groaned, his innards spasming and clamping down around Ilben's member as it slowly slid into him, sinking deeper and deeper. It was thicker around the middle and thinner nearer to the knot, and it didn't take long for that bulbous base to kiss with his behind, kneading and pressing firmly, threatening to tie later on. Ilben's hands firmly grip and squeeze Liam's malleable flesh as the cub's muzzle parts, allowing Gray the opportunity to slip his tongue forwards into the boy's mouth. There, his considerably larger tongue roams against Liam's own, and the young boy tastes the man's spittle, his legs trembling as his small member stiffens and pulses to life from such tender, loin-aching pleasure.
Gray slides his hands down, holding onto Liam's naked sides and squeezing his fingers against his soft, tender flesh as he closes his eyes, growling with lust. The reverberations of his throat travel all the way towards his tongue and into Liam's mouth, and it is ultimately a peculiar feeling, one that the boy wasn't expecting. Behind him, Ilben pulls back, groaning as Liam's innards clamp down tightly when his cock passes through the squeezing ring. He yanks all the way towards his tapering tip and plunges down again, relishing the sensation of the cub's spasming inner walls before he tugs back again, this time only a couple of inches, before pushing forwards again. One hand slides around, curling up until it hugs to Liam's stomach as the other affirms its grip against his hip, steadying the boy as he begins to thrust. His humps are methodical and short, and his panting breath makes it clear that he more than enjoys Liam's squeezing muscles and tender, young whimpers of delight. Such a willing Lupa of his age was a rarity in and of itself, especially one with such pristine fur-- it surprises Liam that they didn't take advantage of him before.
Reaching up, Liam clings to Gray's shoulders and holds onto him tight as Ilben slowly speeds up over time, bucking his hips and snugly pressing his chest to Liam's back as the short, wet slaps of their sex begin to fill the air, the pre-cum oozing from his member and slickening his thrusts whilst simultaneously smearing across his knot, making every other thrust grew wetter and more audible. Gray grumbles and huffs under his breath, cock standing to attention and already oozing pre-cum from the horny kissing and the general sounds and smells of sex so close to his sensitive nose and ears, and Liam can't blame him for feeling that way-- his own insides was crying out in ecstasy, his prostate being massaged over and over from such a hard, //thick// cock that his loins ache and beg to be touched-- but Liam doesn't trust himself enough, not yet. He's already struggling to stand on his feet as it is.
"I'm gonna cum..." Ilben mutters under his breath, and Liam is surprised-- the man's thrusts aren't very fast nor are they hard and rough. He thrusts with all the sensuality and tender of someone getting used to the foreplay, yet he's already so close? As if to confirm his suspicions, Ilben begins to moan with a greater intensity and he picks up the pace, if only a little, as his knot swells and presses against Liam's backside, too thick and heavy to slide into him. Liam soon feels Ilben's tongue against his neck, licking him sensually as he moans into his ear, shuddering and gripping to him, and Liam can feel the warmth spreading across his stomach, a clear sign of the man's climax. Thick, wet squelches bounce through the air as the cum bubbles out of Liam's ass and drips down the man's knot, onto the balls and towards the grass below. Ilben lingers there for only a little while before pulling back, slowly sliding out and giving Liam time to rest and adjust. Gray makes sure to hold onto him, careful about his wellbeing rather than getting off-- but Liam can smell the man's arousal with his own sensitive nose, and he wants to make sure he gets off too. Even though he's just been fucked, Liam reaches down and grabs Gray's cock, giving it a few light strokes and giggling when Gray visibly tenses.
"Mmh..." Liam huffs, parting their kiss and dipping his head a little. "Your turn."
Gray hesitates for a moment, visibly unsure, before he relents and shifts. Ilben takes the reigns at the front, holding Liam up as Gray rounds towards the cub's back and grabs him up the hips, lifting him up as his cock lines up with the boy's hold. Unlike Ilben, he doesn't hump and grind his hips-- with the hole already wet and used, Gray slips on in with ease, and Liam's curiosity is all but quashed when he realises that Gray is as thick and as wonderful as Ilben-- they are identical twins, through and through.
Gray is about as sensual and as loving as Ilben, his thrusts slow and methodical, well-paced enough to not overstimulate Liam's ass yet fast enough to get the both of them off. Ilben, however, is not much of a kisser-- instead, he hugs Liam to his front, using one hand to keep him up and the other roams his body, travelling down until his adult fingers touch with the cub's smaller length. Gray leans down and presses the warmth of his chest against Liam's back, sandwiching the boy between them as his hips back, his balls swinging and his knot meeting with the cub's ass over and over, quickly becoming wet and sticky with seed. The lewd sounds of their little threesome bounce around the nearby trees, and Liam hopes that no-one can hear them from within Fajun's walls.
[[Continue.->GrayIlbenSS13]]Gray starts to pick up speed relatively quickly, his knot pressing with perhaps a little more force than Ilben was before, but the way he gyrates his hips and angles his cock seems better than before-- he rolls his hips in such a way that the thickest part of his cock rubs directly against Liam's prostate, stimulating him just a little bit. Ilben's hands only add to the pleasure, each little tug causing the cub's member to stand to attention, hovering just mere inches from the man's digits. Eventually, Iblen snags the cub's cock between his fingers and he angles it down, pushing his palm up against the underside of the cub's cock. Each compounding thrust of Gray's hips caused Liam's own to buck forwards, which in turn grinds his cock against the twin's palm.
Such pleasure can't be kept to himself, and Liam finds himself groaning passionately into Ilben's chest, whimpering with delight as every thrust coaxes him closer and closer to release. Each thrust stimulates his member, which in turn causes his innards to clamp down and milk the man's pistoning cock. Gray's fingers squeeze and grip with a greater intensity, holding tightly onto Liam's flesh as his own pleasure rises.
"I'm almost there," Gray huffs under his breath, dipping his head down and nuzzling it against Liam's shoulder as the cub equally huffs against Ilben's chest, the pleasure in his loins tightening and forming a familiar knot that reminds him of how close he's getting. The sheer bliss he feels form his ass getting pounded seems to reach a peak, his innards spasming and clamping down like a vice-- he feels as though he cannot take any more, yet Gray has more to give.
A fervent whimper rips through Liam's throat and out of his muzzle as he trembles on the spot, toes begging to curl yet unable to as his member throbs and twitches, vividly spurting little young dribbles against Ilben's palm. The man groans with delight at the cub's orgasm and Gray shudders in turn, growling passionately against Liam's shoulder as the cub's insides squeeze and milk the thrusting member, easily coaxing Gray to his own release. The man's knot swells and twitches yet, as his twin before, is unable to tie with such a young, squeezing hole-- he resigns to what he can get and plunges as deep as he can manage, passionately kissing along Liam's neck and down towards his shoulder as he tenses, letting out a heavy, shaky exhale. He orgasms shortly after Liam, shooting a second load into the Lupa's ass and mixing it with his twin's own cum. It oozes out, readily dripping down his knot and balls and towards his inner thighs, staining the grass beneath them and seeping within the confines of his pants, which remain around his knees.
Liam pants tiredly, exhaustion washing over his body, and his knees buckle in turn. Worried for his safety, Ilben crouches down and eases Liam onto his knees as Gray sinks with him, the three males cuddling together for a brief moment in time (if:$DN is "day")[under the cold sun.](elseif:$DN is "night")[under the pale moonlight.] Slowly Gray slides down, letting his thick canine cock smear a mixture of seed and pre-cum against Liam's pristine white ass as Liam sags against Ilben's body, cuddling into his leather chestplate, his spent humanoid erection occasionally poking the canine's inner thigh as it shrinks.
"Let's get him inside." Liam hears Gray mutter, and as he closes his eyes he feels his body being moved and pulled upwards, yanked into an upright position.
(live:4s)[(stop:)(transition:"fade")[Liam can't remember much more after that. By the time he came to, he was in his bedroom, and he can only assume he'd been brought there to rest after his lewd encounter. As he shifts into an upright position and looks out the window, he realises that not much time has passed: an hour, if that. He turns in his bed and then jumps as he knocks something off of his bed that he recognises to be a pair of boots that aren't his own. The sound attracts someone beyond and the door to his bedroom teeters open, revealing his father, Farngur.
(if:(history:) contains "GrayIlbenSS13")["You're awake," Farngur sounds less concerned than last time. "You were found naked. Again. And brought here...again."
"I'm sorry, Dad." Liam doesn't mean to upset or worry his father, but these things just happen. He rubs the back of his head as his father approaches, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I can only assume one thing," Farngur begins. "Either you're running into a lot more trouble than I thought, or you're a nudist. It's one of the other, Liam...much as I sometimes see you walking around without clothes on, I can only assume it's the former."
"Dad, I..." Liam doesn't know what to say. He doesn't know how to describe how he enjoys these experiences in some morbid way without making himself sound weird.
"Are you being safe?" Farngur asks pointedly, and Liam hesitates, before nodding. He //does// know what he's getting into most of the time. With a sigh, Farngur pulls him close and wraps him in a warm, meaningful hug, and Liam finds himself instinctively leaning into him.
"I trust you. As long as you are, then that's all I need." He mutters, and Liam is glad he has a father who gives him some sort of intependant. Slowly, his father pulls back and gets to his feet, heading back across the room.](else:)["Ah, you're awake. The guardsman brought you here, said you were tired after walking in the forest...and naked," He sighs, approaching the bed. "I'm glad to see that you're alright. I was worried."
"I'm fine, dad," Liam assures him. "I just ran into some trouble and lost my clothes on the way...nothing I can't handle."
His father doesn't look so sure, but he doesn't push it. Instead, he merely pulls his son close and cuddles him to his clothed chest, sighing with a mixture of relief and concern.
"When I was your age, I was just as adventurous," He murmurs. "I got into trouble sometimes too. You know you can tell me if you need help, don't you?"
"Of course, Dad." Liam leans into him. He can only assume that Gray and Ilben left out the part where he was double-teamed by them-- which, in itself, was good. He didn't want his father to know everything about his sexual escapades. Farngur rises, parting from him and trudging back across the room.]
(if:$DN is "day")["I need to return to my duties. Please rest as long as you need, son." He pleads, before disappearing past the door, closing it behind him. Liam sits there for a little while and just watches the people outside going about their usual business, before getting out of bed and putting on some fresh clothes.](elseif:$DN is "night")["It's late. Please rest as long as you need, son." He pleased, before disappearing past the door, closing it behind him. Liam sits there for a while and just stares out the window, before getting out of bed and putting on some fresh clothes.](set:$Naked to true)
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