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SWIM MEET - Issue 3

Characters and story copyright 2007 of its author, Hunterwolf

His eyes fixed to the ground, his mind in a dozen places at once, Roan found his way back home purely on instinct rather than familiar landmarks and road signs. The events of the past couple of hours played themselves over and over again, and there was barely a moment during the walk home that he wasn't erect.

Both the stallion and the bear were emblazoned in his mind's eye, and with each one he fantasized about doing so many things with, and to! And then, abruptly, only the stallion was there, and Roan found himself questioning the horse's motives. What was really going on? Was he being too paranoid? Maybe the stallion really had a legitimate reason for leaving so quickly.

Roan shook his head. Well, tomorrow was another day, and he would see Gan at school, so he would corner him there and demand some answers! The wolf wished he knew where the stallion lived. Then he could drop by his house and get an answer that day. But, no, though he had long admired the stallion, he had never been friends with him, had never dropped by his house or been invited with him, so he had no idea exactly where he lived. For all he knew the stallion could live twenty blocks away! That seemed unlikely though. So the stallion probably lived within a ten block radius of the school. Probably. Roan cursed himself silently, berating himself for not having the courage to follow Gan home on so many occassions! But he had not had the courage then. He had feared being caught out.

As he rounded the corner and caught sight of his house, Roan's stomach grumbled, so the first thing he did after entering the house was head straight for the kitchen. A note was stuck to the fridge, reminding him that his dad would be back later, and that there was fried chicken and salad in the fridge for him. Oh yeah! His dad's company was holding a function for one of their employees who was retiring. Grinning, he snatched up a chicken leg and munched happily on it, at the same time pouring himself some Coke, downing it swiftly. He tossed the chicken bone into the bin and walked down the passage to his room, burping loudly as the gas bubbles made a tour of his stomach.

Stepping into his bedroom, Roan dropped his togbag in shock. He stood there, staring, unable to comprehend what it was he saw. Or rather, unable to believe he comprehended what he saw!

"Am I that impressive a sight to behold?" Gan asked, chuckling, looking back over his shoulder.

Roan simply stared, his eyes glued to the naked stallion on his bed. The naked stallion on all fours, his butt proudly raised, his tail swishing enticingly, his ripe balls and long, hard equine meat prominantly displayed between spread legs.

"Your prize, champion. If you recall, you get to fuck this." And Gan wiggled his ass, grinning broadly.

Roan's eyes were glued to what the stallion was offering, though he managed to find his voice again. "But...what...why...what are you doing here? How did you get in? You left suddenly and..." The words were spilling out in a frantic mess.

Gan hopped off the bed and stepped over to Roan, who's eyes were still gazing at the majestic hardon the stallion sported. "I wanted to beat you here. I thought it would be...well...fun." Gan grinned. "As fate would have it your dad was leaving and he offered that I could wait for you. I was going to wait on the lawn, but your dad said I might as well wait in your room."

"I...I thought it had been a joke. A game of some kind. When I found your stuff missing from the locker room, I...I thought..."

The stallion shook his head slowly. "No. I meant what I offered, as you can see from my state of arousal!" He smirked.

"So...um...are we going to...well...," he blushed furiously.

"Fuck?"

Roan wrenched his eyes from the horse's cock and met the stallion's bemused gaze. He licked his lips and nodded, afraid to utter a word. Afraid that any sound would shatter the dream and he would wake up and it would all be...nothing.

Gan's expression became one of tender concern. "Roan, are you ok?"

"Um...yeah...yeah, I'm...its...its just..."

His mind flashed back to the locker room. He had been so eager to give himself over to the bear, and here the tables were turned. Gan was the one apparently giving himself over to him! And he was now showing reticence! Well, his mind was pulling on the reigns, holding him back. His body, on the other hand, was wanting one thing, and one thing only. His own hard cock straining against the restraint of his briefs was testament to that particular fact.

The musky smell of a stallion in heat reached the wolf's nostrils, and he breathed in the intoxicating aroma. Glancing down, he noticed that the head of stallion's meaty cock was glistening with clear precum, a thin line trickling down the length of the shaft. His heart pounding wildly, his body aching to take hold of what was on offer, his mind still battled. Things were going too...

"Fast!" Roan suddenly yelped. He blushed even more. "I mean, things are going so...fast. Shouldn't we, well...I've never..."

Gan's paw rose to cup the wolf's muzzle tenderly while the other swiftly attached itself to the bulge between his legs. Roan gulped and pressed his crotch unthinkingly against the stallion's hand. "You do know what to do with this, don't you?"

Roan nodded, swallowed hard, wanted so badly to...to...

The wolf suddenly leaned forward and pressed his muzzle against the stallion's, his tongue darting into the horse's mouth, tasting him, and he felt the stallion respond, eagerly, firmly, and the stallion's thick, quivering cock pressed hard against his own arousal, and Roan's hands slipped behind Gan, cupped his firm rounded ass and he ground his hips against the other fur, tongues still dueling passionately.

He broke away suddenly, gasping for air, and the stallion thrust his crotch harder against Roan's. "Your first time." It was not a question.

"Yes." Roan wanted Gan badly. Wanted to taste all the stallion had to offer. Wanted to pound the stallion's ass raw. Wanted to fuck and rut and cum inside him. Needed to fuck and rut and cum inside him!

Eager paws fumbled with buttons and zips, made more difficult by the fact that while both furs were trying to undress the wolf, their muzzles were locked together again. As Roan's briefs slipped to his ankles and he stepped hurriedly out of them, kicking them aside, he threw himself against the stallion, grinding his cock against Gan's, humping the stallion's dick like an animal in heat.

The wolf whimpered suddenly as Gan's paw slowly closed over his cock, sliding up and down the shaft expertly, spreading the wolf's precum along the length of his meat. And as he continued to suck desperately on the horse's muzzle he humped the paw that stroked him, moaning softly into Gan's mouth, both furs gasping briefly for breath before locking lips again.

They pulled apart, and hunger blazed in their eyes. Roan panted heavily, his blood burning with pent up lust. All those movies and pictures he had downloaded from the internet, all those solitary hours pawing off and shooting his load while watching images of other males in heat, had lead to this moment. He regarded the stallion intently and as much as he wanted to make love to him, he wanted something else first. He wanted to fuck him. Not for the stallion's pleasure, but for his own. He wanted to plough the stallion's asshole raw. He wanted to bury his cock and fuck and rut and hump and thrust and shoot load after load of hot wolf cum deep into the stallion. He wanted to expend everything he had in the horse before him. Wanted to rule him. Own him. Make of the stunningly hot steed before him a mare. His mare!

This was nothing like the online stories he had read. Of tender love and slow build up to the finale. This was simply sex. Not lovemaking, but sex. He wondered briefly if he would prefer his first time to be tender and slow, but the thought was whisked away other by more urgent thoughts, most of them stemming from his throbbing cock.

Roan snarled, a primal sound that startled even him. He turned the stallion around and pushed him forward onto the bed. "Spread 'em!" He barked.

And Gan complied, reaching around with his paws to spread his ass cheeks, his butt in the air, begging for cock, begging to be used. The stallion's shoulders and head were flush with the bed. "Do it, stud." Gan growled, his voice heady, the stallion also overcome with the need to satisfy his lust.

Roan stared, fascinated at the tight, puckered hole, pink and eager and his for the taking. It looked like it did in the pictures, in the movies. But this was real. This he could touch. This he could fuck!

His chest felt heavy and a fire blazed within. He struggled with the beast inside, but the offering before him was so real, so close, and his need was beyond great. He had fantasized and dreamt and wished and suddenly here it all came together, became reality. He remembered the stories he'd read online, about how tender and anxious and sweet the first time was, and now that he was there, in a story made flesh, none of that seemed to fit.

And the wolf threw himself onto the stallion. He didn't care about anything except his own hard cock, twitching and desperate to accept the stallion's offering. His rammed his cock into the puckered hole, rammed it in fully, so that his balls slapped against the firm equine ass, and as he penetrated the stallion he threw back his head and howled loudly, the stallion simultaneously giving vent to a loud neighing. The tight confines of the stallion's ass drove the wolf wild. Equine meat pressing against his engorged cock stimulated his already overloaded nerves and senses, and he lost control, became a rutting beast, and he snarled and growled and moaned as again and again he fucked the stallion hard and fast and frantically, burying his bone deep, claiming the stallion, no, the mare, as his own, pounding again and again and again with all the unthinking force of waves crashing against boulders.

Horse-fucking-wolf and wolf-fucked-horse gave themselves over to their baser desires, allowing the carnal side of their beings free reign over body and mind. Gan thrust his ass backwards each time Roan buried himself, the wolf's cock sliding all the way out before plunging back in, each powerful impaling met with a whiny from the stallion and a lusty growl from the wolf, accompanied by a steady rhythmic beat of wolf crotch slapping against stallion butt.

Gan gripped the bed sheets in his fists and shuddered as Roan reached around to grasp his thick, long cock in both paws. As the wolf stroked the equine cock and ploughed the equine ass, Gan's whinies and moans became more intense, more frequent. "F...fuck...yeah, yeah. Fuck me, rape me. Harder, Roan, deeper!" the stallion grunted, thrusting back harder and faster in turn. Roan's paws remained attached to the horse's cock, one paw sliding down to cup the stallion's balls firmly, squeezing, fondling.

Roan was in heaven. The sheer exhilaration of what he was doing bestowed upon him vast resources of energy, energy he directed to his hips and legs, maintaining the heavy volley of thrusts that the bucking stud below him welcomed. He drew in deep breaths of the musky smell of two males in heat and he gazed down in rapt wonder at the sight of his pink canine cock vanishing again and again and again into the furry musculature of the horse's tailhole.

From there his eyes lifted, watching Gan's ass and thighs and arched curve of his back. He saw the stallion's muscles rippling with each heavy thrust he threw into the horse. He saw the horse's paws clenching the bed sheets. The fur he had lusted after all these years was beneath him, had been claimed by him, was being used by him, to fulfil his desires, satisfy his hunger. Roan glanced to the side, to the mirror on his wall, watching as though it were a movie on his pc two males in heat, engorged and eager and rutting. He watched himself pound the stallion's ass, watched his paws slide along the equine cock. But this was no movie, no dream. This was real.

The wolf grunted as he felt his knot expand, felt it slip out of his sheath, a large red knob that he gazed at droolingly before ramming it home, watching and feeling it enter his mare, hearing the stallion's strangled gasp and he humped at the well hung steed, laying his chest against Gan's back and thrusting, rutting, fucking, filling the stallion with all he had to offer.

Roan lifted himself up, kneeling behind the stallion again, and pulled backwards, hard and fast. His knot came free with a plopping sound and Gan arched his back and groaned as the rest of the wolf's dick left his abused ass.

"Turn over!"

As Gan complied the wolf was taken aback by how feral his voice sounded. Then Gan was on his back, cock hard and quivering and resting against those washboard abs. Roan lifted the horse's legs and positioned himself, this time sliding his cock gently into the horse, pulling out and pushing in with deliberate slowness. Feeling the horse's insides sliding along his shaft spurred the wolf on to begin thrusting faster and harder, until once more he was simply ramming his cock mindlessly into the stallion beneath him.

Roan locked eyes with Gan, studied his facial expressions as they ranged from hunger to ecstasy to the brief twinges of pain. Thrusting himself forward he hilted himself again, taking pleasure in Gan's grimace as his knot made itself home once more in the stallion's slick, warm ass. And as he continued to fuck the fur beneath him he felt himself entering the final stages of climax. He reached down and grabbed the stallion's cock and lifted it up, opening his muzzle wide and swallowing the head of Gan's dick . Bobbing his head up and down he took more and more of the stallion within, gagging as it went too far back, but recovering swiftly.

Gan's pre was warm, and there was a lot of it. He stroked the rest of the equine meat as he suckled hungrily, his tongue sliding eagerly along the thick, warm flesh. His thrusting became more and more urgent, and moans of imminent ejaculation escaped his muzzle. He threw back his head as he came, jets of hot wolf cum splattering inside the stallion, a long howl of release echoing through the room as his hips continued to grind against the stallion, even after the last spurt of seed had left his cock.

Without warning Gan neighed loudly, and his cock head flared and a thick jet of equine seed exploded against the wolf's upturned muzzle, startling him.

He glanced down as another load coated his face and he opened his muzzle and took Gans cock inside, swallowing the last spurts of fragrant horse cum, grimacing at the taste, but resolutely sucking and licking and swallowing. Only once the horse's cock had stopped jerking did he release it, and he gazed down at the stallion, his cock still buried, cum dripping from his muzzle.

The horse reached up and grasped the wolf by the shoulders, pulling him down against him, and pressed their muzzles together, kissing deeply, tasting his own seed around the wolf's lips. Then Gan fell back, and Roan simply lay against him, both furs panting heavily, eyes closed in the blissful aftermath of their orgasms.

Many minutes passed, the only sounds the ragged breathing of each as they recovered from their exertions. Fatigue pulled at Roan, made his eyelids heavy, and he murred softly and nuzzled the stallion's neck. "Wow!" was all he muttered.

After a few moments Gan stirred, moving a paw along Roan's back, scritching him gently. "Still waters run deep!" he chuckled. "Who would have thought that you were such a demon in the sack!"

"I never knew such a side of me existed," Roan admitted.

"How do you feel?" Gan asked.

Roan rolled over, his cock, knot now deflated, sliding swiftly and limply from Gan's now reddened ring. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. "To be honest, it was...scary. At first. But...but then it was...amazing!"

Next to him, the horse nodded. "Do you regret doing it?"

Roan pondered that. "No. Not at all. But...why do you ask?"

Gan lifted himself by his elbow and gazed down at Roan. "You are not my first, wuff. Each fur takes their first time differently. Some are guilty. Some are afraid. Some, like you, are enthralled and amazed. I just wanted to make sure you were ok with this!"

Roan looked up into the stallion's eyes and smiled. "I should be asking you if you are ok! I mean, I practically raped you!" Roan's face lost its smile, replaced by a seriousness that startled the horse.

"Rape is when you take someone by force, wolf. I gave myself to you, willingly. Yes, I was surprised at your...aggression. I had expected something slower, gentler. "NOT," Gan added swiftly, seeing the flicker of guilt in the wolf's eyes, "that I didn't like it! I really did! It was been a while since I was fucked like that!" He leaned forward and kissed the wolf gently. "I loved every minute of it!"

Roan smiled. "Well, to be honest, I was surprised at my assertiveness too. I had always expected my first time to be tender. I guess I was..."

"...one really horny wolf!" Gan laughed.

Roan chuckled. "Well, yeah, yeah, I was that!"

The wolf stared into the stallion's eyes, feeling a great affection for the stud gazing down at him, feeling safe and needed and...

"Your first taste of cum, too, I saw," Gan smirked.

Roan blushed. "Um...well..."

"Don't worry. It really is an acquired taste. I am at your disposal to be milked at your leisure," Gan grinned. "Anything to help you come to enjoy the taste."

Roan raised himself to a half sitting posture, holding himself up with his elbows. "Gan, does that mean you want to see me again. I mean, be...intimate with me again?"

The horse nodded. "Hell yeah! Besides, I need to repay you for the ass pounding you gave me. Need to see," the horse suddenly grinned broadly, "if you can take what you dish out!"

Roan's eyes flashed down to the stallion's now limp rod. "I'd have to say, "no". Something of that size I'd have to take slowly," the wolf blushed.

"And I would love to do you slowly," Gan smiled.

Gazing at the stallion, Roan saw the desire and affection in his eyes, committed to memory the way Gan gazed back at him. He wanted to have the stallion hold him all day, all night, all week. He wanted the stallion with him in ways that transcended the physical. The way the stallion was looking at him seemed to indicate he wanted the same. Or was that merely a hopeful thought?

"What....what does that make us?" Roan suddenly asked. Did this mean he and Gan were lovers? Boyfriends? Going steady? Mated? He wanted to share so much more with the horse, and the notion of having someone permanent in his life was something that appealed to him. He may be a loner, but within he still craved belonging, companionship.

Gan looked uncomfortable. "Well, um, Roan, I... Look, I like you a lot. And I want to share more of what he just shared. We are friends, no, more than that and I trust we will always be great friends. I...I don't believe I am ready to commit myself to one fur, you see."

"Oh, oh ok. That's...that's ok," Roan smiled.

But Gan saw through the fake smile, heard the pain beneath. "Roan, it is possible for us to be more than friends. To be mated. But right now I enjoy being a free spirit. Neither of us, I think, are ready for something serious. Well, ok, that's a lie. You might be, I don't know. But me, I am not. There are other gays at school, two that I know of, at any rate, and I share myself with them too."

Roan raised his eyebrows. "There are other gays at school? Other students?" He groaned inwardly. Students? Why had he said that? To be honest, he thought, he wanted to know who they were, and if Coach Madson was one of them. He feared, an irrational and selfish fear that lunged from the depths within, that the Coach's secret wasn't just his, but another's as well.

Gan nodded. "Yeah, both of them one year ahead of us in school. I...I can't give you their names, since I promised them."

"Oh...of course, Gan. I understand. I really do!" And he did. He had promised the coach that he wouldn't tell.

Gan regarded the wolf quizically. "Do you know of other gays at school?"

Roan swallowed, then nodded. "Yeah, just one, besides you, that is. I told him I wouldn't let anyone know."

"Then don't," Gan said. "I will let the other guys know that I know someone else, namely you, but I won't mention your name. I'll ask them if its ok to introduce you," the horse smiled.

Roan chuckled. "And then we'd have a massive orgy, eh?"

"Well, since none of us knows who the others are, it would be an interesting affair. I know both of them, but they don't know each other."

"Ah," Roan smiled. He lay back, his arms behind his neck, and the stallion shifted closer, lay alongside him, a leg draping one of his, an arm flung over his chest. The horse nuzzled the wolf's neck gently, pressing himself . "Do you enjoy having multiple partners? What's it like?"

"I enjoy it, yes. But its not for everyone. It's kind of like being able to choose from a menu at a restaurant. Variety is the spice of life, or so they say. And to me it is so when it comes to sexual partners. Do...do you consider me a...a slut?"

There was a tremor to the stallion's voice, and in a flash of startling realization Roan realized that Gan put much stock in what Roan thought about him. The wolf turned his head, found traces of worry in Gan's eyes. "No, Gan, I don't. If you were jumping on every cock you found, yeah, I would think that. But you don't seem the type."

Gan smiled softly. He looked away, then back, and asked:"Are you disappointed that we aren't mated?"

Roan sighed. "I'd be lying if I said no. Truth is I am. But I guess that's from too many of those net based yiff stories. They all seem to share common ground in that the two budding gays find each other and make love and became lovers, partners, mates."

"I...I'm sorry, Roan."

"Don't be. It was my...well, not fault exactly, at thinking like that, but, yeah, I thought too much on it, I guess. I let myself be swayed by net based stories. I'm glad I got the chance to be with you. Hell, I've been lusting after you since I first saw you!"

"And you didn't come up and introduce yourself?"

Roan chuckled. "I was too afraid I would be found out and you'd end up being one of those ignorant homophobic jerks."

"Roan, I'm glad you're gay. And I'm very happy that you're interested in me, as both sex toy and potential mate," the stallion grinned.

Roan's heart ached. He had thought the stallion would be his after their lovemaking. A bitter sweet moment, he thought. The void that existed within would still be there. The thought of the stallion lying with other males sparked jealousy in the wolf, jealousy and envy and even a hint of anger.

He snarled inwardly, forced these bitter thoughts away. This moment was something to be cherished, not marred by negative emotions. He grinned and kissed the horse on the lips, gently, his tongue brushing lightly against Gan's. "I'd like to get to know you better."

"And I you, wuff. But first, we definitely need a shower. My equine nature provides me with a huge load, which sadly means washing up quite often."

"Sadly?" Roan chuckled, hopping off the bed. "Taking a shower with you could hardly be called sad!"

"Why thank you, sexy," Gan laughed.

"This way, stud," Roan grinned, leading the horse to the bathroom and the shower, grabbing an extra towel from the passage cupboard. The towel sparked a memory in the wolf and he suddenly hugged the horse. "This is for earlier, at school, for helping cover up my hardon by the pool."

Gan returned the hug fiercely. "No problem. Though Coach suspects something, I think. I told him I'd seen your hardon and didn't want anyone else to see it and rag you about it. I'm not sure he bought... Roan? What's wrong?" the stallion asked, stepping back from the wolf, feeling Roan's entire body stiffen at mention of the Coach.

Roan looked at the horse, his ears flat, guilt etched into every curve of his face. "Gan...I...I..."

"He knows!" the horse looked frightened.

"He's cool with it!" Roan barked, then sheepishly looked away.

"He's what?"

"I...I kind of broke down...in the locker room. And Coach Madson hugged me and...and...it all came out. I told him the truth about my bruises, and about me, and he asked if you were gay too and I said yes and he said it was ok and that he wouldn't tell and that ...that..." The wolf started to sob, the words spilling out of him rapidly, and he blinked away a couple of tears. "I...I'm sorry, Gan. I'm so sorry," Roan sobbed, clutching the towel as though its presence could reassure or protect him.

"Coach HUGGED you?"

Roan blinked, startled, not only by the words, but that Gan didn't sound angry at all. He looked up through bleary eyes and saw a look of incredulity on his face.

"Coach HUGGED you?" the horse repeated.

"Didn't...didn't you hear? I told him you were gay, Gan. I gave away your secret. I..."

"Coach is a fur of his word. If he said he was ok with it, then I believe him, Roan. I'm not angry or upset with you, ok?" He raised a paw to brush away the tears and smiled warmly. "But the fact that Coach hugged you, I can't believe that! Well, I can, but..."

Roan blink and smiled as he remembered the bear's warm, tender embrace. "Yeah, he did. He held me and kept saying it was ok."

"Ah well, then we're even," Gan grinned.

"What?"

"Well, Coach wouldn't be caught dead hugging a fur! I mean, it would completely shatter his gruff bear act!" Gan laughed. "Nofur would be afraid of him again!"

Roan couldn't help but laugh. "I...I guess you're right. But, are you sure you're ok with me telling him. It just...came out."

Gan pulled the wolf sharply into the shower and closed the door, and within moments warm water was seeping into their fur. Gan pulled Roan close and kissed him deeply, and Roan returned the kiss, feeling safe in the stallion's arms, and gave himself over to the horse's tender ministrations.

_To Be Continued

And there we have it, Roan rides his prize. But if you thought the tale ends here, well, you're happily mistaken. Love, anger, pain, forbidden encounters, surprises and even alien enforcers, all await our heroes, even those who havn't entered the spotlight as yet.

As usual, I love hearing what you thought of the latest installment in this saga.

...ok...so no alien enforcers...EGADS! WAIT!!! There SHALL/b> **be Alien Enforcers...but not as you might think. SO...keep your eyes glued to the next Issue, and at the end mail me with where YOU think Alien Enforcers comes into Issue 4. It's not gonna be easy! *GRINS* Get it correct, and I'll feature YOUR character, YOUR fursona, in Issue 5!!!

EDIT Ok...the firsts TWO ( 2 ) correct emails...cos I can just see the chaos of 200 emails all with the correct answer!**_