A New Venture: By Firelight
#15 of A New Venture
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The newly christened shed was the only source of light on the sprawling manor property. The gleam of candles flickered in the broad bay windows that had been set into the pale white wood and cast shadows from those who were inside of it. It was large, nearly as tall as the house and as wide. It almost looked like a strangely built machine shed, save there were no machines or places that they might be used. Only the shadows that danced over the pair of shapes inside gave a hint of what was held there. Roan could easily imagine what people must think looking at the create building and try to divine the use for it. Though that was far from his only concern at the moment. His eyes were locked on the sight of the wolf and the lion before him as he moved his fingers down to tease along the tip of his engorged girth. The palm of his hand rubbed right over the swollen tip until he felt the drooling spill of precum well upwards to splash against his palm.
"Mmm want me to move?" Artemis' voice was thick with the after effects of pleasure and Roan let out a soft throaty whicker in response.
"I don't think so." He flared his nostrils as he watched Skarlath's cheek flush hot against his finger tips. He massaged lightly and rubbed his fingers just beneath the underside of the jaw. "I think you should make sure he has a nice seat for this."
"Oh my pleasure..." The lion's voice hinted at a purr.
It was an intoxicating and arousing sight. He loved to watch them make love, it made his body flush with desire and his heart pound faster in his chest. Sometimes he joined in, sometimes he simply watched and spent himself using his hand, but he always enjoyed it. He watched as Artemis rocked his hips up and his lover's unfocused gaze looked up at him before the lips parted in a sharp cry in reaction to the movement. He lowered his hands down to wrap them around the far smaller red ones and marveled at how tiny they were compared to his thick digits and broad palms. The wolf didn't struggle, instead he leaned forward as he guided the hands up to press against the weighty swells of his balls. The stallion had grown too large for Skar to actually grip around them, instead he felt them stroking against the leathery flesh so that his cock flexed and sent out a pearly splash of precum over the red muzzle.
"Perfect....." He whickered the word and arched his thick neck as he looked over his gravid lover and watched the heavy form being shifted on top of the lion.
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Top of Form Skarlath barely caught them talking towards the end of the conversation. When had his body ever throbbed with so much desire as it did now? His attention was on the dark form that loomed above him and the thickened cock that flexed in the air. It was curve downwards; weighed down by the massive tip that drooled out precum. He tried to lean forward, but his balance was off. It was made harder as Artemis drug his hips backwards and gave a sudden thrust forward making him feel every last inch of that enlarged cock. The wet feel of cum being pushed out of him drew a cry out of his throat and he shuddered. Suddenly Roan's hands moved to wrap around his wrists and he was pulled forward dragging some of the leonine shaft from his body as he was pressing the palms against the massive balls. It seemed only natural that he nuzzle forward as a sudden hot splash of precum splattered right over his muzzle. He flicked his tongue forward to drag over that wide cumslit lapping it up. He muffled his cries of pleasure as the hips behind him slapped forward and then drug back purposefully slow.
Artemis knew his body well, even with the far larger cock he maneuvered his form so that he was working his barbs right over the wolf's prostate so that he was arching up and stifling whimpers. The pushes forward started to drive his muzzle against the far too massive tip as he panted against it. The next thrust forward spread his maw open wider until he started to impossibly grip around the cock tip and his tongue curled up and around it. It was thick enough that it rested right on his tongue and made his jaw ache slightly but the sight of the stallion arching up and letting out a squeal of pleasure was more than worth it. He moved his fingers up and rubbed lightly along either side of the swollen orbs, he plucked and tugged lightly feeling the weight of them against his finger tips before letting them snap right back up again. They were too large for him to grip, but he could massage and knead against them. He savored the feel of them tensing up and relaxing moments before thick drops of precum lathered over his tongue.
Bottom of Form Top of Form The lion moved his lips up and gripped firmly right against the curve of his shoulder before he felt and heard the deep purr that vibrated from the broad chest. It thrummed through his body as a pair of white gold hands moved up to curl around Roan's thighs as if helping to hold him steady. Some part of the wolf's mind looked at that comparison with a rush of possessive pleasure. The powerful hands squeezed against muscled thighs, contrasting light and dark perfectly while the hips rolled against his ass. Each time he thrust forward he felt his walls straining open wide as the tip jabbed so deep inside of him he could feel the skin over his stomach stretching obscenely before the girth receded again letting him relax. He clenched his walls down and squeezed as he felt each vein, each bump over the shaft that pulled around the tight strained anal ring.
He let his mouth concentrate on something other than the pressure and pleasure inside of him. He worked his hand right around the base and pulled upwards as the stallion's cock stiffened fully until he had to cock his head down and pull it towards him to get another slow inch gliding along his tongue. He used his tongue to guide it, pulling and twisting as it tried to curl around it. His saliva built up making it gleam as Roan's hands moved down to rub along his shoulders and he could feel the tremor of eagerness that ran through those heavy muscles. He guided his hands upwards right towards the medial ring and gave it a gentle massage and squeeze before moving down. He was rewarded by a short hard snort of pleasure before the hips lifted up and guided inch by inch of the cock tip along his muzzle and throat. His drool and Roan's precum running along his lips as he swallowed and battled the incredible tightness that threatened to overcome him.
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Artemis leaned his head back to watch the pair above him. The powerful muscular legs of the stallion flexed and relaxed as he obviously was trying not the slam into the smaller wolf. He took the wolf gently as he rubbed his barbed shaft along the passage and savored the way the silken walls clutched and squeezed around him. It left him feeling almost too sensitized as he pushed up harder and felt the warm spill of his seed drooling down his dark red shaft. The desire only increased as he had felt his cock stretching open the passage until it was tighter then he had ever experienced it. He worked and pumped his hips while hiding the soft cries as the intensity of the tightness only grew as his cock started to harden more stretching Skar further. Now it was as if he was held on the constant edge of orgasm as he pumped his hips upwards to bump the wolf's haunches before dropping down. He could see from below the wolf's red throat stretching as it tried to deal with the massive stallion's cock further then it should have been able to fit.
The lion was more than eager to have it there, and he had moved his hands up to grip the black thighs as an added grip to balance himself and feel how the stallion's body shuddered. He could see the quiver and widened red eyes that glanced down at him before the large black hands moved to rub along the back of their lover's neck. The lions own hips gave a sharp hard thrust that sent his balls grinding up against Skarlath's. The wolf made a whimpering shallow cry as he pushed backwards rather than away and that was all the feline needed. His lips curved back as he nibbled against the curve of the shoulder and felt the soft loose hair fall over his muzzle before pulling just four inches back before bucking forward again feeling the slighter body beneath him shudder and twist in place trying to grind back. The muzzle stretched just that much more around the thick cock.
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Roan let out an almost chocked sound and Artemis watched as the stallion thrust forward in a sudden short buck. Skarlath's throat stretched out more as the lion felt the walls suddenly clamp down hard around his cock. It was so tight that it was nearly painful. He drew his hips back and started to set a brutal short series of thrusts. He barely let an inch of his cock slide free before burying it into the wolf again. The writhing and bucking movements of the hips only coaxed him onwards while the walls clamped down and squeezed so that his barbs were pulled out and grazing over the tender passage. His breath came out hot and short while he dropped a hand down to glide along the comparatively slender wolf's chest and came to the still hardened shaft. His fingers teased against the tip as he felt Skar jerk and there was a muffled burst of sound as he writhed in reaction. It was so much fun to tease him like this.
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Roan flared his nostrils out and then tipped his head back. The sight of the lion beneath Skar was almost too lovely. The hot suckling mouth forced more of him down as he admired the sights before them. The teeth barely brushed against his flesh, while the tongue lashed and twisted along the dark flesh making him bite his lower lip and raise his hips upwards in reaction. His precum started to drool out steadily, but each time it built up Skar swallowed and he felt every inch of that muzzle clamping down around him as if he were trying to swallow down his entire cock. It was intoxicating, as intoxicating as the scent that washed over the air and was a glorious torment. The feel of the tip pushing into the throat made him flick his ears back in shock as the wolf pushed harder forward with renewed desire rather then pull back. The sudden vibrations that ran along his cock teased him as it was obvious the wolf was being treated well by the lion beneath him.
Bottom of Form Top of Form The hand at his base moved up and down and pulled against the rigid velvety flesh. Each time it reached the medial ring he felt the fingers squeeze down and then knead around in circles so that his tail jerked behind him trying to flag up. The fingers danced down and ran along the edge of his sheath pulling it down just enough that it was entirely smoothed out as the wolf arched and let out a sharp noise as his entire back arched up out of the water. He could see the tremors rocking through him before he watched the hips rocking in time with the massive white-gold body seated beneath him. And, judging by the one hand missing from his leg, the lion's paw that was wrapped around his shaft. He flicked his ears back and arched his back up slightly as he started to flick his tail up just along the curve of his haunches. The long spill of hair flagging as he started to work his hips faster and with more surety.
The paws were warm and gentle as they smoothed along his balls, they pushed them up snugly right against the inner part of his leg before they pulled downwards again. He snorted and threw his head back before letting out another equine squeal and his hips rose up until the wolf's throat was stretching wide as he mouthed and teased around the heavy equine cock. The tongue lapped and twisted as the fingers gave another light rolling massage of his balls and he felt himself start to tense up. His cock tried to flex upwards until it was pulsing visibly while the tip started to flare open wider and wider inside of the wolf's throat. It wasn't until the blue and purple haired head started to drag off and push down that he flattened his ears and felt his balls drawing up tightly against his inner thighs. He could feel the malleable skin of the throat starting to stretch around him, molding as he started to come closer to his peak.
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Skarlath was lost in pleasure, any thoughts he wanted to have were simply gone as the lion's thrusts beneath him forced his mouth deeper onto Roan's cock. The tip slipped along his throat until he had to angle his head oddly to make sure that it was slipping down and then pulling out with the motion of his head. His slick mouth has lubricated the cock until it moved smoothly while the splattering of precum was eagerly swallowed down. The tip stretched his throat wide and forced it open to the point that he was struggling to hold it before it pulled out a bit. His breathing came in short gasps, but even that didn't stop him from eagerly enjoying his lovers. His body adjusted around the lion's barbed cock eagerly, spreading the walls open wide and pulling him in deep each time he felt the heavier balls kiss against his own. His tail twitched slightly in time with his rapidly pounding heart while he struggled to control his own ragged thrusts.
Artemis' hand rolled around his cock and teased not only the sensitive tip, but his knot as well. The large hand wrapped around it and gave it a squeeze so that he started into a burst of rapid thrusts forward before he managed to gain control of himself again. He didn't have to thrust, not with the hips clapping against his head and that heavy veined cock pulling over his prostate. He twisted and jerked after a moment and drove his head down until his muzzle was splayed open wide and he convulsively swallowed as he rapidly lost the battle first. His entire body seized up until he felt his walls massaging and pulling around the lion's shaft, milking and pulling at it as his throat let out muffled cries that vibrated down the swelling flesh. He didn't even pull back as he felt the tip flaring open wide stretching his throat. It was almost too much and he choked slightly as he tightened his lips around it until his jaws ached with the effort to contain it. His own cock jerked and let out a sudden wash of cum as he trembled and his muscles hardened and tensed.
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He nursed and squeezed around the cock, trying to swallow each hot wave as his ears flattened down against his head. His body flooded with rolls of ecstasy that made him feel light headed and dimly he felt the paw sliding down to cup against his massive swollen stomach. It felt odd as he pulled his head back slowly tasting the hot wash dribbling against his tongue. He shifted and pushed his head down to swallow another greedy rush as his anal passage rippled and squeezed around Artemis. He could feel the skin straining open wide, stretching until it felt as if he would burst as his bowels were forced to take every last drop the heaving leonine balls could give him. He pushed and back and finally had to jerk his head back to let out a ragged cry as a sticky strand of horse cum splashed over the top of his muzzle. His body trembling as he gasped out a whimpering cry that might have been his lovers' names.
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Roan jerked his back up into an arch and let out a sharp squealing cry of pleasure as his cock lurched upwards. He felt his balls contract a moment before the first wave of his seed spilled up the long tube and into the stretched open muzzle. He could see Skarlath's eyes widening slightly in response, but he didn't pull away or attempt to evade what was about to happen. Instead he felt the wolf's head pushing a bit further so that the first torrent splashed down his bobbing throat as he swallowed. The push of the tongue as it rose up to rub against the underside of his cock made him whicker out and throw his head backwards slightly before holding still. His tail remained pulled up behind him in a showy banner as it twitched in time with his release.
The world seemed to slow as he savored all that was offered to him from his lover's. The sight of the pregnant wolf seated firmly over Artemis' hips and the way he trembled and jerked in obvious pleasure only increased his arousal. He wanted it to never end, but all good things eventually come to that point. He felt and heard the ragged cry as the wolf jerked his head back until his massive flare popped into view before splashing out a rope of his seed as he took a step back. His chest heaved up and down with each breath as he watched the wolf slowly slump over the broad chest of the lion beneath him. His tail still quirked to one side as every now and then he gave a short squirming movement that made his hips buck down before settling again. Roan dropped down onto one of the thick pillows and blew out a sigh before moving his hand to stroke along the red arched back.
"I think this place has properly been broken in.." He rumbled sleepily and felt his shaft starting to soften as it draped along his inner thigh. Artemis' laughter made him look down at the drowsy eyed felines eyes.
"Do you think so?" One of the paws moved up to rest right over Roan's dark one on Skarlath's back. "Good, I don't think I have it in me for another go."
"You don't?!" Skarlath's voice was muffled as his muzzle was burrowed in against the lion's thick mane causing the stallion to whicker with laughter.
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Roan let himself relax in the lassitude made up of warm furred bodies pressed against him and the pregnant Skarlath tucked in between himself and Artemis. Their huge frames rested on either side of him keeping him warm as they let the evening start to slide by. Their pleasure had started to slowly relax into simple tender strokes as Roan let his finger tips trace over the gravid stomach. He brushed against the fur and used his palm to massage down against it tenderly. He could feel it shifting in answer to his touch and it made him rumble low in his throat with pride and pleasure. It was a sensation he didn't think he would ever get tired of. He stretched just a bit as Skarlath moved and awkwardly rolled onto his back. The position made it more evident just how swollen his belly had become and Roan felt a pang of concern.
"I wish I knew more about pregnancy." He heard his voice taking on a vaguely fretful tone before coughing. "I don't even know how to tell how far along you are by sight."
"I don't either..." Skarlath's voice was soft and Roan furrowed his brows together for a moment and moved his hand to rest over the top of the rounded belly.
"I think we're still safe. We can call the doctor in the morning if you like.." Artemis rolled onto his side and gazed at them through half closed eyes. "I think we should actually, it's been a few days."
"And I doubt we'd be able to fit inside the house at the moment." Roan grumbled under his breath and twitched his ears back. "Perhaps we should have the nursery moved out here while we recover? It wouldn't be right having Skar all alone up there!"
"That's not a bad idea, with a bit more heating this place would be able to work quite well I think.." Artemis looked around for a moment. "We can even make a temporary spot for Skarlath while he recovers so he won't have to worry about anything...."
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Skarlath went from lazy lassitude and the after edge of golden pleasure to annoyance as he listened to the two males talking above his head. They spoke in swift voices as they discussed how they could move the nursery here and what they'd need for it. Neither of them tried to talk to him about the subject, instead they'd gone on to make plans on how they'd ensure that he'd give birth here where they could help. He fought back a moment of annoyance with them at making plans with out them to look down at his swollen stomach. It was far heavier than it had been and he could feel the shifting of the small lives inside of it. As they'd settled down he'd been aware of the push of a foot against his insides that had made him let out a soft grunting noise before settling down. He moved his hand up to touch the top of his stomach lightly with his finger tips.
The fur was stretched taut with more than just Artemis' seed and it felt strange and almost hot to the touch. He shifted his hips back a little bit and moved an elbow under his back to massage the gravid roundness of his stomach and felt movement against the palm of his hand as one of the little ones shifted about. He would give birth. They'd have three children to raise and teach. They would be fathers. He tried to stop the sudden icy chill of fear at the realization that this was going too fast. This was going far too fast. He wasn't ready to give birth or be a father! He trembled slightly in reaction as his mind was flooded with images that giving birth would hurt and that both of his lovers were too large to care for the children. He'd be all alone, he'd have to struggle through everything and hope that they shrank down. What if they didn't? He felt tears start to form in his eyes as he grew more upset and pressed his hand against his stomach.
"Skar?" Roan's voice was soft and he realized that the conversation about how to arrange the nursery had stopped. "Skar, dear heart, what's wrong?"
He blinked up and found one massive hand that was as large as his hand moving down to touch a gentle finger tip against his cheek. Another hand joined the first and he felt them pressing in closer against him. The hardness of their muscles rested along either side surrounding him with their warmth, their love as they stared down at him. He felt another tear roll down his face even as he tried to stop it he couldn't. The moment of helplessness seemed to drag him under even as he tried to put on a brave expression. He couldn't quite manage it as Artemis moved a paw down to cup against his stomach and shifted a bit more so that he was staring into those sharp ice blue eyes. The short muzzle parted slightly in a smile before the maned head dropped to kiss against his forehead tenderly.
"Skar...it's alright..." His words were soft, but heart felt and the wolf felt himself almost hiccupping before getting some control of himself.
"I don't know how to do this..." He trailed off a little only to feel the broad stallion's hand stroke along his stomach.
"Do you think we do?" The stallion whickered laughter and his velvety nose bumped down to lip lightly against his ear. "We're going to learn as we go. And you won't be alone."
"We'll be here the whole way until you're sick of both of us!" The lion tickled his stomach lightly and gave his forehead another kiss. "Dry your eyes, sweetling, morning will look brighter and we'll start getting towards the big day."
"Before you know it we'll have little paws and hooves scampering all over the place." Roan's voice perked up and sounded almost delighted at the idea. "When the big day comes you'll see!"
"I think things are big enough around here already." Skarlath mumbled under his breath as his heart lightened a bit. His lovers' laughter erupted to either side of him as they pulled him in close. They'd be okay. They would have to be okay. They had each other and as long as they had that they'd find a way to make it through no matter how hard or how rocky the road was. With those thoughts in mind he let himself start to slip down into dreams. It was comforting in many ways, more than comforting, to hear the sound of two great hearts beating steadily beside him. Watching him through the night.
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