The Shepherd
Shepherd - Satire, M/M, Anal/Oral/Semi-NC - April 21, 2010
By Afril, With help from Chaos Blackwing
(cl) The Gay Furry Association
Wolves, Rams and a Hunky Shepherd
All the wolves were afraid of the Shepherd - He wielded his staff Very well. Despite this, they often found themselves watching him from the trees, due to the simple fact that he was a H*U*N*K! A true Border Collie, San only shrugged and went on with his work... A summer job to pay for school, a way to keep up on his exercises. Lots of fresh air, and lots of eyes watching his naked ass wag as he walked.
There were plenty of other things to eat - Grass, Deer, Fish, but Mutton was what they craved. Not Lamb - A Cub was a Cub, No matter the species. Besides, weaning lambs sucked hard enough to make your tail curl! And homosexuality was Taboo - Even if everyone did it. So the wolves drooled at the edges of the forest. It wasn't that the sheep were Stupid... Just Naive. Rams were easy - Everything they said ended with 'Wanna Fuck?'
To get a Ram, you:
A. Made sure the shepherd was occupied 'tending' to the needs of his flock.
B. Whispered loudly, "Psst... Want some ass?" (Not Too loudly or you might have a dozen horny rams to contend with).
C. Bend over and wag your butt.
D. Grab the Ram before he grabs you. A quick snap of the neck and Home you go with dinner.
There were problems with this tactic - The aforementioned Gang-Rape. From both ends. Repeatedly. Until they had had their fill of Wolfass, Or the Shepherd came to rescue the hapless male. And That was embarrassing... Walking home crookedly, sloshing like you drank the creek dry, ears ringing with 'Ohh Yeah!', 'You have such a Tight Ass!', and 'I Love You.'
Most of the rams had never gotten Close to a female (Only the Dom guys mated the Ladies - And whatever else they could shove between their legs), so many times instead of hooves on their hips, the wolves found curled horns smacked their lupine asses. Blunt teeth bit their balls as they were shoved into their bellies. Those same teeth chewed up and down their cheeks until a nose shoved their tails up and - Gods! - A broad warm tongue pushed and probed and Forced it's way in.
Then when the poor wolf had raked furrows in the grass, came - "Roll Over Sexhy..." (Rams could Lisp?) And when they did, Down went the muzzle between their legs, almost prehensile lips tugging the pointed head in, with that same tongue guiding the shaft down and in... And just when the male was starting to think it wasn't so bad - *Bam* Down came the hoof on their balls. *Crunch* went the teeth on their knot. And the Milking Machine kicked into high gear...
Cumming was an afterthought, the lupines floating above their abused bodies... To be brought crashing back when those same teeth and lips ravaged their nipples. Worked their empty nutsacks over and smacked hot, wet, tongue-flicked kisses against their tail-holes until they gave up Every last drop to the male. Only then, cock limp and unable to retract because it had been sucked on for so long, Shuddering at every caress, would the Ram take his lover's head in hoof and Suck the poor wolf's soul out his muzzle.
Then, Finally, they would lean over and whisper in the twitching ear of the out-cold wolf, "My name is *****. My mouth is Good, But my Ass is Better... Maybe next time you can stick that Big, Hot, Throbbing Wolfdick in my other end, Sugah."
And San would have to come to their rescue again - The sheep had their favorites, and as any FagRam will tell you, 'Cock is better than Grass.'
The End?