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Elliot woke up with himself pressed between Brett and Luke. The rat was pressed against his back with Allens arm wrapped around him. He gave a little jump as he felt a hand wrap around his morning wood.

"Mmm, good morning mister lion," Brett grinned, "Looks like you're pretty happy this morning."

Elliot blushed, "Hehe, I'm like this every morning."

"What say I take care of it?" Brett slid himself down the bed and knelt onto the floor.

"Oh! I uhm..." Elliot gasped out as the wolf didn't hesitate. The lion grabbed into the back of the wolf's neck as he felt the warmth of his tongue slide along his meat. Brett laughed around the lion's cock as he bobbed his head along. He was slurping quite noisily. Elliot hoped the other two wouldn't wake.

His hopes were short lived as Luke spoke from under the mass of lion and red wolf, "D...damn El, l...last night wasn't enough?"

Elliot laughed a bit, "Heheh, I guess not." He was so flustered but he couldn't help but enjoy what was happening. He moaned out as the rat had slid a paw around him, tugging around his nipple ring. Elliot felt Luke shift and press his own morning wood up against the lion's rump.

"I thought we agreed that wouldn't fit," Elliot huffed out.

"We could try a few inches!" Allen was awake now as he leaned over Luke, holding the rats cock up against Elliots backside.

"Good grief, you guys are naughty," Elliot yowled out as he felt Brett shift gears. The wolf was suctioning so hard to him that he was moving his hips. Elliot held both his hands around the wolf's head as he felt himself rising up rapidly. "Ah fuck..." the lion started to buck his hips as he held the wolfs face in his crotch. He shot a thick load into the hungry males maw.

Brett growled deeply as he tried to suck Elliots soul out. The wolf drank down every drop that Elliots prick pumped into him. He was so content as he kept every inch of lion in him. The wolf slid off of the lion's cock with a noisy slurp.

"Now that's a good breakfast," Brett licked his chops.

"Got time for two more?" Allen grinned.

"Maybe later!" Brett laughed as he stood up, "I gotta go make breakfast for all you sex hounds."

"Woof!" Allen barked at him, "Get out of here you tease!"

Brett leaned down and gave Elliot a warm kiss goodbye. The lion was still coming down from his climax as he couldn't help but push into that kiss. Brett tasted so good to him as their tongues danced together. Brett gave a flirty growl as he broke the kiss. The wolf tugged his clothes on and waved goodbye to them.

Allen slapped Lukes cock against Elliots ass, "Alright big guy, open them cheeks."

Elliot turned around and laid on top of Luke. The rat yelped out as he got smothered between the two larger guys. "I don't think he can move. We might have to try something else."

Allen laughed as he pulled Elliot against him, "I mean, I can think of some awful things, but I doubt you'd be into it."

Elliot folded his ears back as he raised an eyebrow, "I've jerked off to several weird things on the internet."

"Ahh," Allen grinned ear to ear, "But you haven't tried them. One day at a time big guy. We just got you warmed up to threesomes and getting blown in front of an audience."

Elliot laughed, "Yeah... I suppose you're right."

"Good," Allen grinned as he licked Elliots face, "Now go shower so I can get my morning workout."

The lion rolled his eyes, "You're so weird." Elliot pushed himself out of his bed, "I don't know what you see in him Luke."

The rat laughed as he was granted air again, "H...he's my b...big dork."

"Mm, you've got a big dork," Allen waved Lukes dick around.

Elliot left the cabin, leaving those two to themselves. He realized halfway to the showers that he'd forgotten to put clothes on. He shook his head and trekked on. It was, afterall, completely normal here. Elliot got himself into the showers and sudsed himself up when a familiar voice called to him.

"Elliot! My friend!" Zahir called out to him, the cheetah was in the middle bath with his entourage. Elliot wondered if he ever left the showers. "Come! Join us."

Elliot decided to indulge the cheetah. He joined the testerone soup, "Morning gentlemen."

"Elliot my friend, you fought bravely yesterday!" Zahir moved across the tub, straddling over one of the lions legs, "I like big warriors."

Elliot blushed, "I can see that." Elliot just realized he complimented the whole bath and looked up at the ceiling.

Zahir laughed, "Oh Elliot, you're so cute. You should have breakfast with us. It would be a joy to have you."

Elliot jumped as he felt both of his nipplerings getting tugged by Zahir, "Uh..sure! I'd like that."

Zahir leaned in close to him, tugging down against Elliots rings, "Mmm, good to hear. I promise, we'll be nice. Dirk says you both spoke, and I don't want to do anything to cause discomfort."

"Ah, well," Elliot laughed, "I'm a little torn at that sentiment right now."

Zahir bit his lower lip as he looked him up and down, "You are so handsome. You're hard to resist. I do promise to behave at breakfast best I can."

"Come on you, we're hungry," Dirk lifted Zahir up and carried him from the bath, "Come on Elliot. Before he gets more hungry for you than food."

"Ah, but I could go for some bull too," Zahir bit against the bulls neck.

"Hehe, you horny bastard," Dirk gave him a playful bite back.

Elliot got himself dried off and excused himself from Zahir to go get dressed. The cheetah told him to hurry. Elliot put his ear up to the door to see if Luke and Allen had finished. It was quiet, so he pushed his way back into their cabin.

"Really? On my bed?" Elliot laughed.

"You left us!" Allen laughed from on top of Luke.

"Just try not to leak on my linens," Elliot pulled his shorts and a t-shirt on, "I'm doing breakfast with Zahir, did you guys have plans for later?"

"I mean, will you have time for us?" Allen jokes, "Pretty sure Zahir has more than breakfast planned for you."

Elliot shook his head, "He's a nice guy, but I don't know if I could handle him. You guys are bad enough."

"H...hey!" Luke huffed from under his big wolf, "We've been g...gentle with you!"

"I know, I was just teasing," Elliot winked at them before opening the door, "Come save me, maybe."

"Haha, enjoy your breakfast!" Allen called after him.

Elliot entered the food hall and joined the noisy table of Zahir and his boys. The cheetah stood up, "Elliot! I've ordered for all of us! Please, have a seat and enjoy the company." Elliot settled in between Dirk and Apollo.

Apollo slid him a cup of coffee, "Here you go Elliot. Welcome to the gang." The hyena gave him a smirk.

"Heh, thanks," said Elliot as he poured cream into his cup, "You guys always this elaborate for breakfast?"

"Breakfast, lunch, dinner," said Dirk, "Sleeping, walking, fucking... You get the idea."

Elliot grinned, "Sounds like he keeps you guys busy."

"It's fun," Apollo admitted, "It's different than reality, and we all get along. It's a kind of magic. From what I'm told of you though, is you're still a little attached to reality."

"Well, I'm slowly opening up," said Elliot, "I've gotten a little more bold this last week."

Apollo studied him for a moment, "Just be careful big guy. Too much indulgence can make you weak. I over indulged my first year here, and well, now look at me."

Elliot laughed, "I'll be sure to be careful."

Dirk passed over a platter of scrambled eggs, "Don't listen to him Elliot. He's just a sex starved freak."

"Oh, you're one to talk. You stick your dick in at least three of us a day," Apollo shot back.

Elliot looked between them, "Should I move up the table?"

Dirk laughed, "We're all just a bunch of dumb, horny animals. I used to blame the cabins and wilderness at first, but I've grown very fond of all of you."

"You're too sweet," Apollo laughed, "But really, only do what you want Elliot. We're in this fantasy land for only a few more weeks."

"Yeah," said Elliot as he piled food onto his plate, "It kinda feels like I just got here."

"That's why you have to make it count," said Dirk, "You won't get to do this for another year. Or, you'll get to do it all the time."

"How do you mean?" Elliot asked.

"Guys like Samar and Rannulf there," said Dirk as he pointed out a badger and the jerboa Elliot had met, "They go to work, and when they get home, it's back into fantasy for both of them. They live out their fantasies all year. Rannulf lives by being a stripper, which is great and all. But, in his free time he's always out doing the kind of things we do here. He's on a whole different spectrum of living out a lifestyle that's carefree and giving to others. And Samar. He lives out a medieval fantasy in his home. Surrounded by a bunch of twenty somethings that want to play please the king. He comes here only to get a little extra fresh air and to stretch his legs with the older crowd that are just as nerdy as he is."

"And here I am," Elliot laughed, "I live on top of the garage I run with the men I work with. I'm very tame compared to all of you."

"Oh?" Apollo tilted his head, "I hadn't realized you lived so...uh..simple."

Elliot gave him a polite grin, "I like being simple." The lion poked at his food and began to dig in. A pair of hands started to massage over his shoulders.

"Elliot, my friend," said Zahir as he pressed his nose into the back of the lion's mane, "I hope this breakfast is suitable."

The lion nodded, "It is. Thank you."

"So tell me, are you enjoying the company?" Zahir asked.

"Yeah," he said, "Everyone's nice."

Zahir shooed Apollo away, making him scoot down, and took a seat next to the lion, "Do be honest. You look like a wild animal caught in headlights."

Elliot chuckles, "I'm just being my usual nervous self."

Zahir leaned against him, "Don't be nervous. You are too handsome. A perfect man to idolize. And I promise, anything we do won't be against your wishes."

"You're a big talker," Elliot scooped up a forkful of eggs.

"And you're a big walker," Zahir rubbed a hand along Elliots thigh, "Eat up. Maybe we all can go skinny dip for a few hours and see how we feel, hmm?"

"Isn't that what I do with you daily?" Dirk laughed as he slapped Zahir's ass.

The cheetah fell over Elliot and giggled, "Oh hush you." Zahir held his arms around Elliot, his paws rubbing over the lion's large belly as he growled playfully, "So, what do you say you sexy beast?"

Elliot was bright red, "I think I'd like that..." the lion sipped from his coffee.

The lot of them finished their breakfast and made their way down to the docks. Not one of them hesitated to strip down and jump into the lake. Except for Elliot of course. The lion laughed at the sight of them as they splashed about in their birthday suits. He peeled his shirt off to whistles of approval. He laughed with a shake of his head. He slid his shorts down only to get howls now.

Elliot rolled his eyes, "Oh, knock it off now."

Someone smacked Elliots ass, causing him to jump. "I'll knock that off all you like El!" the lion spun around to find out who smacked his ass, Pascal stood there with a broad grin over his face.

Elliot blushed, "Hey there Pascal."

The large wolf wagged his tail, his red rocket peeking out from his sheath, "I didn't know I'd get such a nice view today. Did you lose a bet?"

Elliot laughed, "Oh, no. I'm just being more open to ideas."

Pascal gripped his hands around Elliots hips, "Oh yeah? How open?"

The lion gulped, "Well, you know..."

Pascal gave his classic toothy grin, "Come on El. I caught you with your pants down. Don't tease."

Elliot huffed, "How bout we get cooled off in the lake?"

"Just want to get me more moist, huh?" Pascal bit his lower lip.

"Now who's teasing?" Elliot chuckled as he moved to the end of the dock and jumped in.

Pascal followed him in. Elliot became aware of his situation. He was surrounded by a pack of horny beasts that all wanted to jump his bones. And he was naked and defenseless in the water. Zahir came wiggling over. The cheetah wasn't the most graceful in the water it seemed. Zahir placed his paws over Elliots shoulders as he pulled himself in close.

"You always please the eyes," the cheetah smirked.

Elliot gently rubbed his hands along Zahir's hips, "Heh, I hardly try."

Pascal came in from behind Zahir, wrapping his arms around both of them, "Ah Zahir, you should really share ye know. Don't you have enough boys of your own?"

Zahir rolled his eyes, "Don't be silly wolf. I can always use more."

Elliot slid his hands up between himself and Zahir, pushing himself away from the cheetah, "As flattering as the offer is, I've got my fair share for now."

"Mmm, always hard to get," Zahir turned himself towards Pascal, of which was still holding him, "And you are easy."

Pascal laughed and gave Zahir a smooch, "Dirk, Zahir needs fifty cc's, come plug him up."

The bull swam over and peels Zahir from Pascal, "Come on you."

Zahir stuck his tongue out, "Such spoil sports."

Pascal laughed as the cheetah was hauled away and surrounded. The wolf turned to Elliot and floated himself over, "Already got your fill, huh?"

Elliot huffed as he lowered himself in the water, "I, uh...I just think Zahir is a bit too pushy for my liking."

Pascal smirked, "More pushy than me, huh?"

"You can take a clue," said Elliot as he ran his hands through his soaked mane.

Pascal nodded, "Everyone needs their personal space. Though I'd really like to do real bad things with you."

Elliot splashed the wolf, "I think I'd be ok trying."

Pascal's eyes widened, "Oh really now!?" The wolf moved quickly through the water and wrapped his arms around Elliots shoulders, "Do tell."

Elliot blushed. He should have known better than to tease Pascal. The wolf just kept his arms held over the lion, being just as patient as he always has been. Elliot could see the veins in the wolf's arms popping out. It was obvious Pascal had gotten in a vigorous workout this morning. The lion truly admired how well the wolf was sculpted.

"Uh..well." Elliot huffed out, "I uhm..."

Pascal gave the lions nose a kiss, "You're so cute when you get all flustered."

"Well, you know," Elliot chuckled, "It's my defense mechanism."

"Well, can your defense mechanism stop a randy wolf?" Pascal playfully growled.

The playful growl made Elliot turn even more red, "Hehe, maybe."

Pascal slid away from the lion and splashed him, "You're such a good tease Elliot." The wolf swam himself to shore and shook himself out. When he turned back to Elliot, his cock was at full salute, "When you're ready El, you know where my cabin is!"

Elliot sunk himself down into the water. Seeing the wolf in his full physique for what felt like the hundredth time, it still made his chest pound. He leapt when someone next to him spoke.

"You're just good at getting everyone going, huh?" Dirk smirked.

"I hardly try," said Elliot.

"You have a certain je nai sais quois about you," the bull said, "Maybe it's the mane. The hot dad bod. That nice package."

"Looks like you're under my spell too," Elliot chuckled.

"Nah, I just know what looks good," Dirk ruffled up the lion's mane, "Besides, I gotta keep this crew in check."

Elliot looked back over his shoulder. Zahir seemed to be enjoying himself over Apollo's lap. The lion sighed, "He's a good guy, but I don't think I quite fit into what he wants."

Dirk gave Elliot a hug, "Don't worry about it. Zahir is good at striking out. He likes you, and will probably try until the end of days. But you're not the only new guy he's trying to get in bed with. If you leave now, he might cool off your heels awhile."

Elliot laughed, "You sure that's ok?"

Dirk sighed with a smirk, "Yeah. I'll just stick my dick in him. He'll forget about you for a few hours. Besides, you have bigger things to worry about."

"What's that?" Elliot raised an eyebrow.

"Pascal stole your clothes," Dirk laughed.

Elliot rolled his eyes, "Probably trying to get me to visit him."

"It's that Elliot curse," Dirk joked before pushing himself back over to his crew, "See you later El."

"See you," said Elliot. The lion sighed as he got up to the shore. Sure enough, his clothes were gone. He made his way back up to his cabin. He grabbed a towel and dried himself off as he sat at the edge of his bed. He wondered if he should take up Pascal on the offer. Elliot liked him enough.

The lion buried his face into his hands, "I wonder if anyone else at this camp had this much trouble just letting go?"

He ran his fingers through his mane as he stood up with a sigh. He massaged his temples as he went to the door. New clothes be damned. The lion crossed the camp to where the staff resided.

"Elliot!" a surprised voice called, "When did you give up clothes?"

Elliot froze and blushed. Elric came walking over with Turbo at his side. The ram had a jovial grin over his face and was clearly checking the lion out.

"I uh...well, Pascal stole my clothes," he said.

Elric laughed as he shook hands with him, "Oh he's a rascal. I can get them back for you if you like."

"Oh, no," Elliot cleared his throat, "That's...that's alright. I'm sure I can convince him."

"I'd like to see this," Elric grinned.

Turbo tugged on Elrics shirt sleeve, "Sir. I'm sure Master Elliot can handle this. We have other things to tend to."

The ram pursed his lips, "Oh fine. Sorry Elliot. Should you ever find me with free time, I'd love to chat. Or maybe more." The ram gave him one last look over before taking off with Turbo on his tail.

Elliot stood there with his cheeks aflame yet again, "Yup. I'm cursed." The lion shook his head and finally found himself at Pascal's door. He took in a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door opened and Elliot looked down. Standing about waist height on him was Red the meerkat.

"Oh my," said Red, "I didn't order this for lunch, but I'll take it."

Elliot rubbed his face, "I just can't win..." he muttered, "I'm looking for Pascal."

Red leaned against the doorframe, trying to look big, "Oh yeah? Whatcha need him for?"

"He...uh...he stole my clothes," said Elliot.

"Uh-huh," Red grinned, "Didn't have any to spare in your cabin?"

"Well, I..."

Elliot was broken off as Pascal appeared behind Red, "Elliot! You came!"

Red looked between the two of them, "Ohhhh...I get it. Pascal, you get two hours."

"It's not like that!" Elliot protested as the meerkat skipped down the stairs.

"That's what they all say!" Red shot back, "Don't break him wolf!"

Elliot looked defeated. Pascal took him by the hands and pulled him into the cabin. Elliot couldn't help but laugh. He'd forgotten about the lewd painting Pascal had of himself up on the cabin wall. The wolf was so cocky and sure of himself.

"Came for your clothes huh?" Pascal kept a hold of the lion's hands, pulling him further into the cabin.

"I think you just wanted me to visit," said Elliot.

"I hope you don't mind," Pascal grinned, "I'd call it a clever ruse."

Elliot pulled his hands free, "Why me?"

Pascal looked offended, "Why you!? El, you're one cool guy. I hoped once I changed your mind on leaving we'd have more time to build our friendship. I know I'm your counselor, and it's my job to make sure you're taken care of. But I'd like to take care of all your needs."

Elliot sat down on the wolfs bed, "You did help me open up and rethink a few things

about myself."

Pascal sat down next to him, folding his hands down into his lap, "Well, I just want you to be happy Elliot. You came here looking scared and nervous. And now you're blooming. I've seen you. You're a natural stud, getting all the hot studs."

Elliot laughed, "I think they're getting me more. I've never been chased this much in my life."

Pascal rubbed his hands together, "You're just such an unusual case. Most guys that come here see opportunity. They reach out and get down and dirty. Sure a bit nervous at first, but after getting their dick sucked, it's horny central. And now I've gone and made modest El walk across camp without clothes, and that's my biggest accomplishment this year."

Elliot shook his head as he chuckled, bumping his elbow playfully against the wolf, "You're all such an odd bunch. But thank you for getting me to stay. It's opened my eyes to a whole new world."

Pascal held out his hand, "Come on, I've got your clothes over here." Elliot took Pascal's hand but didn't get up with him. The wolf looked down quizzically, "What's wrong?"

Elliot sighed, "You flirt with me, steal my clothes, and get me over here naked, and now you're sending me away with my clothes."

Pascal grinned more toothily than usual, "Oh El. Are you making a pass at me?"

"Well," Elliot breathed in deeply, "I'd given thought about giving into you..."

Elliot was cut off as he found himself on his back. The wolf had pinned him down as he towered over him. The wolf had the lion beat on physique and there wasn't much he could do to fight back against this. He wasn't sure that he minded though.

"El, this better not be another tease," Pascal let out a rather lewd growl.

"Be gentle?" Elliot asked, alarmed from being overpowered.

"I thought you'd never ask," Pascal gave the lion a gentle kiss on his lips.

Elliot let out a yelp as the wolf slid onto the bed, lifting the lion across the mattress with him. Elliot held onto the strong forearms of the wolf, feeling those muscles bulge as he got handled, "Woah there." Elliot laughed out.

"Just let me please you El," the wolf slid his way back, lifting up the lion's legs.

Elliot gasped as Pascal went down. The wolf wasted no time sliding his tongue into the lion's pucker. Elliot looked up at the ceiling as he reveled in the sensations. Pascal dug his tongue in deep as he could go. The wolf slurped noisily as he lapped that hole open. Elliot dug his claws into the bed as Pascal went to town on him.

The wolf trailed his tongue up from Elliots hole, slowly dragging over the lion's balls and hard cock. Elliot moaned out as Pascal engulfed every inch of him. Pascal sucked hard over Elliot. Loud moans came from the wolf as he ran his maw up and down. Elliot felt he was enjoying him a little too much, but he surely wasn't about to stop him.

Pascal came up off of Elliots cock. His eyes glazed over in hunger as he pulled the lions legs over his shoulders. The lion blushed as he felt that thick, beastly cock push up against his backside.

"Whoa...Uh...you may be too thick..."Elliot gripped his hands over the wolf's arms.

"I'll be gentle," Pascal pushes his maw over Elliots.

The lion's eyes opened wide as he felt the wolf push his way into him. He tried to yelp out but only moaned into Pascals maw. The wolf made out roughly with him. He dug his claws into the wolf's back. This made the wolf growl in excitement. Pascal liked things rough. The wolf finished pushing his way in, settling against the lions backside. Elliot could feel the wolf's heartbeat against his sensitive ring as Pascal wiggled his fat knot against the lion's rump.

Elliot broke the kiss, "Oh...I don't know."

Pascal pressed his muzzle into the lion's mane, "Just let me work." Elliot moaned out as Pascal bit around his neck and started to thrust firmly against him. The lion was jostled back and forth as the wolf pounded him. He growled and drooled into the lion's mane as he bucked steadily into him. Elliot broke into expletives of passion, tugging into the wolf's fur as he tried holding on for dear life.

The monstrous wolf kept Elliot pinned beneath him as he gave the lion the fucking of his life. Elliot ached for a break but Pascal just kept going. The lion was mixed between pain and pleasure but wanted more. He wondered if he'd finally broken. He did his best to hold onto the wolf. The lion ended up just caressing his hands over Pascal's swollen biceps. The wolf was much larger this closeup. Elliot felt a familiar ache in his loins as the wolf thrust into him. He could feel his balls grow taut. Was he about to cum from just from getting pounded into?

Sure enough. Elliot yowled out as he felt himself release, he clambered to hold onto the wolf tightly. Pascal laughed and growled. The wolf leaned back and grabbed hold of the lion's cum covered prick. Elliot groaned as the wolf started to squeeze him empty. He could feel Pascal start to forcibly slam his knot against him.

"Oh...oh...I don't know about...!"Elliot's maw hung open in a silent scream as he felt his walls give in. His legs tightened up over the wolf's neck as the pain subsided from the entry of his fat knot. Pascal grinned and drooled over the lion as his hips shook in short and rough thrusts. The wolf emptied himself into Elliot. The lion struggled to keep himself composed, never having had something so thick thrust into his ass.

Pascal let out a rumble of satisfaction, "Oh El. You took that like a champ."

"I would have preferred not to..."Elliot laughed through grit teeth.

Pascal leaned down, sliding his arms over the back of Elliot's head. The wolf pushed into a deep kiss with Elliot. The lion was taken aback from the passion behind the kiss. He could help but reciprocate with the wolf. They made out for what felt like forever. Not as long as Pascal's swollen knot though.

Pascal broke the kiss before too long to let them breathe, "Wow...I'm surprised you bottomed for me."

"Me too..."Elliot managed to get out.

The wolf held onto Elliot, just waiting for his knot to soften up enough so he could pull out without breaking the lion, "Sorry. It takes me a while to die down."

Pascal massaged his hands over the lion wherever he could reach. The wolf rubbed him down till he felt his knot start to slip away. Pascal pulled back with a shudder as he finally released his sensitive pole. The lion cried out as he finally felt empty. He laid there in exhaustion as Pascal stood up. The wolf got a towel to clean himself and Elliot off.

"Oh!" Elliot jumped a bit as he felt the wolf towel up against his beaten ass cheeks.

"Hehe, don't worry, just cleaning you up," Pascal sat down as he kept cleaning, "Most my cum came out with the knot. Don't need you to walk around camp with stained cheeks."

Elliot let out a deep breath, "Thanks..."

Pascal leaned in and kissed Elliot on the cheek, "I'm sorry if I got rough at the end there."

"It's fine," said Elliot, "My ass will heal in time."

"In time for round two?" Pascal grinned ear to ear.

"Maybe another day," pushed the wolf away.

Pascal laughed as he stood up. He grabbed another towel and wet it down with a water bottle. He handed it to Elliot, "Here. Finish cleaning. I'd hate to keep you from the day's activities."

Elliot sat up, his legs were shaky and numb, "Oh, you're not keeping me from anything."

Pascal chuckled as he wiped his still stiff cock clean, "Yeah? Came to spend the whole day with this ol' wolf?"

Elliot finished cleaning himself off, "Well...I..." He stood up and nearly fell over. Pascal caught him on the way down and lifted him back onto the bed.

"Haha, take it easy there lion."

"Thanks..."Elliot sighed, "I've never felt like this."

"It's like getting drunk for the first time," the wolf grinned, "You should see my roommates try to walk when I'm done with them."

Elliot laughed, "They're all several feet shorter than you!"

"That's why you should see them try to walk," Pascal howled with laughter.

Elliot shook his head, "You're really something else."

Pascal wagged his tail, "I'm always a party, El."

"Heh, guess I'm just another notch in the bedpost, huh?"

Pascal stopped wagging his tail, "Oh, El. I thought you thought more highly of me than the camp slut. Figured that's why you came to see me."

"I'm sorry," said Elliot, "I'm not used to all this openness. Sex is so casual around here."

"Casual, but intimate." Pascal sat next to the lion again,"Elliot, it's like this because we're free to be so open and close with one another. Once this month is over, we'll never get to do this again until the next year. Get in what you can."

"I hadn't thought of that," said Elliot, "Guess I should stop being so nervous."

"I became a counselor because I loved how I felt when my counselor helped me set myself free," Pascal patted Elliot on the leg, "Nothing felt more special. My life has been so much better after letting myself loose. No worries, El."

The lion nodded, "No worries."

"Now, come on," the wolf threw the lions clothes at him, "Go play games with other boys. I'm on hotspring duty and need to go check on them. Or entertain whoever's in them."

"Care for company? I think I can use the walking to get my legs back to normal," Elliot chuckled.

Pascal helped the lion up to his feet, "I'd love to have you along."