Pride
The Pride, Writen by Archer J. Wolff ---- The pride is just as any pride in Africa, it contains multiple females and a hand full of males. I myself am a single male lion in the entire pride of noble creatures of African lands. We have our times of hunting and other activities that hone our skills in one area or another. The king of the pride had coupled me with a lioness but I didn't feel right with her very much. No, I had a fonding for another male lion in another pride. Now normally male of separate prides are in no way to be friends, but this male was different. I loved his style, and grace of hunting and his majestic way of just being. I am not sure if he feels the same as I do, hell I don't even know if he is even as interested in males. The kings of both prides would both banish us for seeing each other and have us killed but that didn't bother me as long as I was with him. One day of interest I was counting for food for the pack in the northwest regions of our territory when I spotted my target. It was a nice and fat elk, perfect for my king. I smelled the air to check wind speeds and the direction of it. After careful observation I lowered close to the ground and stalked into position. From a distance I could see the elk at all times, it had no idea what was to happen nor did I think it had the intelligence to know past its own existence. That was not my concern of that time. Ready and positioned in the right place I slowly crawled slowly keeping the stalks of dry grass ahead of me silent as not to spook my prey. Once close enough I lept out of my covering and charged the beast. Shit! To far away! Just as I was sure it was going to get away I saw another lion dart in from it's side. It was the lion I had liked, and it toppled the beast with no effort what so ever, going for its throat right off and ripping into a bloody mess. From a ways back I walked up him as he was feasting on the now dead animal. I stepped forward in grace and respect of his presence and lowered my head to him. He started laughing right off. I looked at him strangely and asked what I had done that was so funny. He just replied that he didn't deserve to be shown such a respectful stance as what I had given him. I just nodded and stepped further to him. "Well, this hunt is rightfully yours so I guess I'd better be off." "No wait... This hunt is yours, it was just by luck that I happened to be in the same area." "What are you doing here? If I'm correct your pride lands are way over to the far west." He laughed, "Very observant. I had come through this land to chart new grounds." "Oh, well you probably shouldn't be here much longer or someone in my pride other then me might find you here, and call a pride rivalry." He just chuckled a slight bit and returned to his meal. I smiled at the slight humor as I understood his unconcern. I approached the prey and leaned down to eat, tasting sweetness of its meat and feeling the blood around my muzzle. I was actually stunned when I felt him reach up and give my muzzle a lick. I stood up suddenly and looked at him as if I didn't want him to do that. He just kept eating and it was then that I realized my apparent excitement. I tried to hide it by lying back down, but somehow I didn't think he missed it. I playfully returned the lick and smiled with a slight giggle. He purred as his tongue touched his fur. I was about as yiffy as I could get and it felt so hard it was hurting. He stood up and walked over. "What are you doing?" "Well, you want someone to comfort that don't you?" "Whaaa...." Then realizing what he meant I blushed deeply. "It's ok, really I was hoping you liked me. It took all my entire will power to keep my erection hidden." Just then I look at his under side and there it was, deep red and full. I couldn't believe my luck that he felt the same as I did. I stood back up and walked to him where we licked each others muzzle and cleaned our faces. He rubbed against me and turned around slowly moving his tail for me. I walked up and licked his tight hole causing him to moan and purr so deeply his tail was vibrating. I approached closer and hopped on his back and slowly slide my pulsing cock in his backside. He cringed a bit adjusting to the member inside his tailhole. I just rested in a still position so he could adjust. After I was sure he had become accustomed I continued my slow entering of his hole, feeling my cock press his insides. I moved in and out with very sutile movements. He started moaning loudly and panted heavily crying out sharp words of "Oh yes" and "Faster". I was more then happy to grant him his request but for now I wanted both of us to embask in the erotic feeling of this current time. I kept my slow pace with my trusts, keeping a hard at the peak and soft at the exit. He clenched his teeth tightly as my barbed tip browsed the inside of his anal region. The feeling was beyond explanation. He startedmoving his hips in time with my bucking in and out of his tight hole. My humping became spastic as my climax approached to the peak both of us started roaring out loud. I could feel my hot seed start to flow through my cock and burst into him as I thrusted forward hard bashing my hips on his tail end. For a while we sat there just feeling the pleasurement of the moment. I pulled out slowly and licked the dripping seed from his hole. I looked at him and asked his thoughts on it and he was definitely pleased. He came around to my side and glimpsed at the setting sun over the horizon. "I must return to my pack before the setting the sun." "Must you leave now?" "The pride king only told me to explore the regions as far as the setting sun could be seen." "When will I see you again?" "I am not sure." "Who knows, maybe next time I'll be charting new territory in your lands." "Lets hope so." And the Lion that I had shared such a wonderfull experiance with turned toward his own lands and started off. But who knows, maybe some day we'll meet again. One can never be sure. * * *
The End?