Introduction of Taro - My gift to Beijinbeef
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Taro Lugo - A gift to Beijinbeef
By Komatose © 2010
Taro & Carlos (c) Beijinbeef
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My name...is Taro Lugo...and I was born three things...a male, a lion, and cursed.
_"Oh Jurome...we have created such a beautiful cub..."
"He is going to be strong like me someday, Kirala, you shall see."
"He will...but we need to name him, my love."
"We should name him H'tobe, that means warrior in the old tongue."
"But he is so beautiful...he will be handsome...I want to name him Taro..."
"...Taro? That means lover..."
"I know it does, and that name feels right with me."
"...fine, we shall name him Taro, but the next will be H'tobe!"_
My entire life I have been on a quest of sorts...looking in places for something I desire greatly but can never find...
"My goodness, Taro, you have grown so fast! I remember when we were both cubs...playing and splashing around at the pond at the end of the road and then laying in the grass and seeing shapes in clouds..."
"That was ages ago, Naomi, you still remember silly things like that?"
"Yes...because things like that make me happy..."
"...Do I make you happy?"
"...You do, Taro..."
But there is something I was born with that prevents me from finding this...something most would see as a blessing...I see as a curse.
_"Oh Taro...make love to me...I want to share this moment with you...Ooh..."
"Yes Naomi...please touch me...I want to feel your delicate paws on me..."
"Your body is so strong...your muscles so big...and...what...this...can't be true..."
"What is wrong, Naomi? I can feel your paws on me...it feels so good..."
"I do not believe what I am touching...this is...I can't do this...I do not want to be hurt..."
"But Naomi...it's all for you..."
"...but it's too much."_
Time and time again...the same thing...
"Naomi...I love you..."
"...but I do not."
Heartache...sorrow...anger...
_"Karina...why do you run..."
"Get away from me you freak!"
"P'lome, is there something wrong?"
"Yes, very much so...I can't be with you."
"Zandaria...please don't reject me..."
"I am not going to mate with something that can break me!"_
I was done with this land...woman after woman after woman...until...after all of the time...I thought I found what I was looking for...
_"Darius...you are the first time I have ever been able to share this moment with..."
"Am I really? You have never mated with a woman before?"
"No...the reject me because of my...size..."
"Oh Taro! I think it's quite a blessing, though it was probably the biggest I had...it made me feel very good."
"Darius, I have never felt this way...about another male before."
"Taro, male or female does not matter, it all depends on the spirit you see inside of the flesh."_
I couldn't believe his words...the spirit in the flesh is what you are attracted to...then why do people say how 'hot' or 'sexy' each other is...it should be both...but because I liked what I saw in Darius...it would make me...
_"There is my son! I have news! Your friend Darius, he was beaten to death!"
"What..."
"They say some other males surrounded him, calling him a queer if you will, saying he had sex with men...he deserved his death then! You know how the Book says that sex between the same gender is unclean and perverted...you should be glad that he had what was coming to him!"
"...I am leaving..."
"Where? To the store?"
"No...forever..."_
After that day, I stole money from my parents and got to the airport in the capital city, the only one in the nation...it was so strange at first...I was frightened...but I knew that I could not stay there any longer, no one wanted me.
I took a flight to the only place I was told that you could live freely...
_"Welcome to America, sir!"
"T-thank you...can you tell me...what is that?"
"Oh, that is called a car, you really are not from around here, are you?"_
What was I thinking...coming to a nation with only a little bit of money...but somehow...I found my way...
_"Hey bud! You look like a big strong fellow, this city is booming with construction and they always need able bodied workers! I actually run a site here in town, you need some work?"
"Y-yes! Please! I will do anything you ask!"_
I guess Darius was watching over me somehow, because things just kept getting better...I made money, I learned the customs and culture, I advanced, if you will. I was living at my own place and had became the manager's assistant of the construction firm I had worked for, I had my own home now...but my quest was not over.
_"He big boy, you looking for a good time?
"Y-yes...may I...ask your name?"
"People call me Cumguzzler, but you can all me Chuck. So, you want a nice piece of ass to fuck?
"Please..."_
Sex was something I could find freely...many males were in the country that were living freely with homosexuality. I could be who I wanted to be here. No one could tell me how to be...but I could not find the feeling I felt with my first love...
_"Taro! You are such a great guy, how come you don't have any kids?"
"Children...I do not know."
"C'mon! You are approaching thirty! You should be having cubs with that special lady!"
"Right..."_
I didn't want a special lady, what I wanted was a child. I wanted my own son to show how to love correctly, not like the ones back in my homeland...
_"Thank you sir for choosing to adopt, you said you want to know if we have any lion cubs? Understandable, most people want to adopt their own race...let me see...we have two little angels that need a good parent, this is Cereza...
"She looks very mischievous in this photograph, she appears to be how old"
"She is five right now. Oh, and this one is Carlos."
"...How old is he?"
"He is eleven right now."
"I wish to adopt him."
"Very good! Would you like to meet him now?"_
When I saw him with my eyes...I felt something...a bond...I wanted to be his father...I wanted to be the father mine could never be, the kind of father to tell him that he could be anything he wanted to.
_"Papa...I had an...accident in my bed..."
"Oh son, this is not any accident, what happened was something special that all little boys go through at your age, even myself."
"So this pee I made was...something all boys do?"
"Oh, this is not pee...I will explain to you as well as I can, but let us get this mess cleaned up first."_
He grew so fast, the years zoomed by, he was getting so tall, but he was quite thin, well, compared to me at least.
_"Dad! I want to play sports in school!"
"Well my son, you are going to be fourteen this year, high school will be starting after summer, I say that you can play any sport you want to. You can try them all if you want to, let nothing hold you back."
"Yeah! That sounds really cool! But I am skinny...the big kids will all make fun of me..."
"But you are a lion like me, you can become big and strong like I have, I will help you get like that."
"Thanks dad, I can't wait to be big like you...I love you, dad."_
He was so attached to me, he wanted to do everything I did, it was like he was my shadow, but I enjoyed every moment with him, he was the love of my life, I had never felt love like this, my own son, my pride and joy.
_"My son, you are getting so big! Look at your muscles, you are really filling out."
"Thanks dad, that gym really is helping out."
"You might be as big as me some day!"
"Nah, I can't be as big as my papa, he are bigger than coach or any guy on the football team."
"Well, son, it's not easy being this big."
"Yeah! Hard to find clothes that fit."
"...We shall leave it at that for now."_
He just seemed so innocent...But I noticed how he never went courting with anyone, no girl, to boy even, no one, until one night...
"Hey Dad! Whew, damn I am tired...football practice takes a lot out of you."
I watched my son enter the door to the apartment, he was about to turn eighteen now, most teens that age should be in a relationship or something! My co-workers talk about their children's weddings and boyfriends and girlfriends...mine has none of that.
"Welcome home, my boy. Would you like some dinner?"
"Yeah! That sounds great, I am starving!"
We sat down to the nice meal I had made, our favorite, t-bone steak.
"I love your cooking, dad, it's always so good."
"Well, I always prepare the best things to help my boy grow, lots of protein and vegetables."
"I hate vegetables!"
"Well, then you won't grow up strong like me."
After dinner, we took to the sofa to watch some television, as was our ritual every Friday night. I just could not get over the fact that he was not seeing anyone...I wanted to ask, but I was afraid to interfere in his personal life, like my father often did.
"Ahem...so, my boy...do you have anyone you like at school?"
He focused back to me, ever since he turned sixteen, he always kept a baseball cap on his head, making his gorgeous mane stick out from all around, almost like a fir tree. His body was very big now, his muscles formed well, his fur color was...beautiful, so golden like the plains of the savanna back home.
"I...don't really..."
I turned back to him, my head tilted curiously.
"May I ask why? I don't want you to be alone, my son. There comes a time in everyone's life where they meet the one they love."
He fidgeted in his seat, as if he was nervous, I felt like I was making him uncomfortable.
"Oh, don't worry, my boy, you will find that someone, have no fear, I will not think less of you no matter who you love, man, woman, race, it does not matter."
For the first time in a while, I saw his eyes light up from behind the fur of his mane under his hat.
"You...really mean that, dad?"
I nodded confidently.
"Yes, I do."
I watched as he got closer to me, the gap between us on the sofa closing fast as he was now leaning against me, his warm, strong body against mine...felt...comforting.
"Thanks dad...I really love you, you know that?"
I smiled and wrapped an arm around him, holding him close to me.
"And I love you too, my son, you mean the world to me. I would not...trade..."
I stopped in mid sentence...I could feel his paw on my thigh, rubbing it gently and idly, if you will, as if he did not even know he was doing it. I returned the gesture, rubbing my large paw through is mane and over his shoulder, I could feel the muscles under his fur, sore from practice, a deep purr came from his chest as I kneaded into his fur...over his arm...shoulder...back...he was so warm.
His purring was making me blush a bit, I could feel my body warming up with his, this was feeling so wrong...but so right at the same time. His paw moved to my inner thigh...I gasped lightly and returned a purr to him, showing it was a good touch...his paw moved up over my thick abdominals and up over my chest so that he could feel the echo of my purr into his paw...my paw explored as well...caressing his back and mane lovingly and comfortably...his purrs got louder, as did mine.
He was pressing his body as hard as he could into mine, like he was trying to meld with me into one being, his paw came to the bottom of my shirt and slipped inside, I could feel his claws and fingertips caressing each one of my formed abdominals...touching my bellybutton...ruffling into the deep, course fur that ran up and down the midriff of my body, but when his paw came up to my nipple and gave it a light pinch, I let out a light moan.
I could feel my underwear tighten...he was arousing me...and I think he knew what he was doing because he was to old to be curious and exploring...and I wanted him to do this, it felt...right.
My paw rolled all the way down his back, coming just to the top of his rump and rubbing there softly, around the base of his tail, he lifted up a bit, knowing I would go for it and slipped my paw under to give his ass a firm squeeze, it was so firm and warm...it made my heart race faster. He let out a moan to return the one from me, his muzzle hanging open and his tongue coming out as he panted softly.
"Dad...I want...a kiss..."
It was so adorable to hear me son say that...I reached over and took his hat off, his mane fluffing out and I saw his eyes again, I smiled and leaned in slowly, it felt like electric sparks between us when our lips met...our whiskers touching, our lips pressing together...it was the best kiss I had ever had...with my son. He wanted more...his lips kissed faster, harder, his face pressing into mine until his head tilted and our muzzles locked, our tongues doing the work now, my long, thick one pressing against his equally as strong one, our rough taste buds grinding with each other, exploring muzzles.
We purred loudly into each other's muzzles, the echoes bouncing off of each other and vibrations sinking into our tongues...my pants where now very tight...and my son found out when I felt his paw grab my crotch. I moaned loudly into his muzzle, our tongues still wrestling, you see...I had not been able to have sex in about a week, work was really busy lately and I just had no time to get out...my cock was extra sensitive and throbbing...
But should I stop him...this is my son...but...wait a moment...I just realized something...my quest...it ended long ago...when I met my boy...he was the one I was looking for...he was the love of my life I was trying to find...this felt like destiny.
Wordlessly, he undid my pants, opening the fly wide and grasping at my bulge, he purred loudly and I moaned as he rubbed his paw over it, caressing every inch...all twelve of them...a large pre stain was forming in my underwear, but his paws got my erection out of the confining underwear as we both leaned back, my pelvis thrusted outward so that my son could explore it all freely. I felt his paw over my pubic fur...rubbing deeply into the thick bush of fur I had...he caressed my heavy balls...they ached so bad from the seed they had stored in them over the week...his finger tips ran over the thick veins that pulsed blood through my member, it throbbed in his paws, they finally came to my barbs, the little buds of flesh so sensitive, precum spurting out over them as he pinched the tip of my cock, making my hips buck forward and a loud moan echo into my sons muzzle.
We just kept kissing, our muzzles locked the entire time, he sucked down my saliva, I pressed my sandpapery tongue against the roof of his muzzle, we kept licking, sucking, tasting...all the while my sons paws rubbed and stroked over my cock, caressing my heavy balls, squeezing and massaging my sensitive barbs...He was easily pushing me over the edge
I normally last longer, but since this was my son...my true love...and the fact I had no gotten off in a while...I felt as if I was about to blow. His paws worked my cock faster, as if he knew I was going to cum, I moaned deep and load into my sons muzzle, I felt his tongue lick inside of mine as if he was trying to catch my moans, and finally, I erupted, I don't think I had shot that far before, because it hit the TV screen, followed by a good dozen more shots of my thick, heavy, potent lion seed, his paws rubbing my cock and making it all come out smoothly, each shot made my moan into his muzzle.
I panted into his muzzle, I was actually drained of energy...I felt like I couldn't move so I leaned back and let him kiss and lick all over my face and mane as I panted, my heart racing. He brought a paw covered with my seed to his muzzle, sniffing it to smell my musk, and then he licked it clean, purring the entire time. He gave me one last kiss on my lips.
"I love you, dad."
I smiled, kissing back.
"I love you too, son."
Well, now he is much older, as well as I, and lets just say...the things we have done over the years...well...that's a different story all in itself.