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The Jungle Book - What The Fog Hid

by Mirri

Grey Brother wolf blinked his eyes open and stared straight into the back of Mowgli's black hair. The morning sun was just barely peeking through the trees overhead and the canine gave a wide yawn out of pure instinct. The jungle was still very humid from the temperature drop at night and the fog looked thick as smoke in the sparse sunlight.

A feeling of deep contentment and serenity washed over Grey Brother quickly as he recalled the events of the night before. He was lying curled up on his side against the jungleboy's back, right where they had both fallen asleep.

The wolf scooted back a bit to look down between his hindlegs, but he saw only his own thick sheath. Apparently he had untied with Mowgli sometime during the night. Apart from that one naughty bitch he knew, Mowgli was the best fuck in the pack that Grey Brother could get.

He nuzzled the back of the boy's hair and slowly untangled his paws from him so that he could stand up and shake himself off.

He sniffed the air warily a few times, licked his muzzle and then padded away, disappearing into the shadowy fog.

The jungle was quiet for a few long moments until another form stepped into the clearing. He had followed Mowgli's scent all the way here and sat down nearby, licking his lips.

Akela the wolf looked Mowgli over with loving eyes. He had fathered the mancub ever since the boy arrived in the jungle that fateful day and Mowgli had been a part of the wolf litter ever since then. Now he was growing up, however, along with the rest of the wolves.

Mowgli had started getting erect and dripping when he had wet dreams, and this morning was no exception.

The wolf stepped over and bent down to lap at his groin and clean away the thin fluids, eliciting a sleepy moan from the mancub. Normally Akela let the younger wolves play with others their own age, but there was something special about Mowgli. He could do things no other canines could and every wolf in the pack wanted to play with him, young and old.

"Mmmmornin'.." the boy yawned and smiled at his wolfdad while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. The next few deliberately wet licks to his stiff little mancock made him giggle louder, though, and he grabbed around Akela's neck to hug him close.

The large lupine rubbed himself against the boy's bare skin and then pulled away so he could roll over on his back. Akela was a powerful wolf and he would only submit to the elders in the pack, so it was quite apparent that this was all playtime fun.

Mowgli positioned himself to straddle the wolf's belly, facing the opposite way. He took a hold of the large, fuzzy sheath of the male and poked at the opening of it with his own human erection, seeking entry. It took a few tries, but he finally slipped into the familiar warmth and with the eagerness of a horny teenager he kept going until he felt the hot flesh surround him all the way to his balls.

Akela grunted when the boy began to rock back and forth on top of him to drive himself in and out of the fuzzy tube of maleness. The things this human could do would never cease to amaze him. Mowgli leaned forward more and grabbed on to the wolf's spread hindlegs near the paws to steady himself while thrusting hard. He knew from previous experiences that he had to move fast before Akela started enjoying it to the point where Mowgli had to stop.

The moans from the boy grew in intensity, but Akela looked the other way and tried to concentrate hard on something else. He fantasized of hunting prey through the jungle with his pack. Anything to keep his mind off the fact that his boy was humping him like a monkey possessed.

Despite his determination, he still could not help to sneak a peek at the mancub's shapely little furless rear as it bounced on his belly, and in doing so his own shaft grew just slightly so that Mowgli's small mancock started bumping its tip against his, eliciting another moan from the boy as he lustfully sheathfucked his wolfdad.

One of Mowgli's hands left Akela's ankle and gripped firmly around the covering holding his pistoning little manhood. He started jerking himself off with it, just loving the way he could grab as hard on it as he wanted and it would still feel as if someone else was doing it to him.

Much to the boy's enjoyment, the heavy wolfballs began bouncing back and forth when he used the sheath like this, reminding him of the copious contents of both. For now, however, it was the mancub's turn and he gave off several wolflike *yips* when he started cumming.

Akela closed his muzzle and eyes, mrrrrring with deep contentment when he felt the hot essence of the boy's balls spill into his sheath without Mowgli slowing down the jerking motion for quite a while longer. The human would not relent until he had emptied himself completely and the wolfsheath was soggy and filled with boyseed.

Mowgli sat panting and leaning against one of Akela's hindlegs for a while to catch his breath even as he felt himself being pushed back out by his wolfdad's growing cock.

"Good boy.." the wolf murred and licked his lips just as Mowgli pulled out and was about to stand up again.

Mowgli froze in mid-squat, feeling a wet wolftongue from below slurp over his balls and up between his rumpcheeks. Looked like playtime was not quite over yet.

"Thanks dad." Mowgli grinned and stood up fully, watching his own sheath entirely covered with his white fluids. The same fluids that were currently leaking out of Akela's sheathtip as his growing maleness pushed free. It was easy to see it pool up on his otherwise grey fur.

"Now it's my turn." Akela smirked with all his sharp teeth showing, a certain parental satisfaction washing over him when he saw how Mowgli was already on his way down on all fours to get in place.

The big wolf got up in mounting position behind his boy and jumped onto his back, his forelegs clamping onto the inside of Mowgli's thighs from the front to hold him in place. The mancub's thighs were already riddled with scars from all the times he had been fucked by his lupine brethren before, which seemed to be happening more and more often as they were getting into their teenage years.

Mowgli blinked when he suddenly felt warm, thin fluid spill down his rump right on his tailbone before spreading down his back and down his rear.

Akela was still growing hard and he rubbed his groin against the boy's messy rear while emptying his sheath on him. By the time his shaft was hard enough to slap down on Mowgli's rump, it was covered in the boy's own cum.

At least this eased the entry when the canine finally positioned himself and after a few probing pushes found the boy's rear hole. The first push inside was somewhat cautious, but still forceful enough to spread the mancub out to accept the dog's entire length. Mowgli could feel a stream of warm liquid run down the back of his balls from all the excess cumcoating that his tight pucker scraped off.

The brief pause when Akela had sheathed his throbbing wolfcock fully in the boy was something Mowgli had learned to savor. Because when the moment came and the male pulled himself back, he immediately launched into an instinctively fast humping motion to get himself off as quickly as possible.

Mowgli strained when his wolfdad finally took him like a bitch. The balls that had jiggled for his viewing pleasure previously now let him feel their full size and weight as they smacked against his own sac every time the wolf plowed himself into the boy's ass again.

Akela loved these sessions. With the mancub being this tight and easy to move in, the wolf could get himself off in record time.

"Mmmm... fuck me.." Mowgli's words seemed superfluous to a canine that was already bucking into his ass at full speed, but the rippling sensation of the massive, veined wolfdick going back and forth so deep in him just forced him to say *something*.

"Daddy's got a.. mm.. big load for you." the wolf looked almost mischievous as he pounded away mindlessly, guided by pure primal lust and lubricated with the boy's own semen.

Akela just adored the furless back and rump of the mancub, he could slide so smoothly over him, much more than was possible with other wolves. This meant he could thrust faster, but he also had to concentrate on not scratching the boy's thighs too much since they did not have any protective fur.

Mowgli felt the knot growing and the pain of having it pop in and out of his ass at this speed made him numb even if he had to cry out each time. Inevitably the knot grew too big for Akela to pull back out of the boy and he started grinding more while he jabbed away with just the short distance between his knot and his cockbase.

Mowgli felt himself grow hard again both at the great assfuck he was getting and at the way the wolffur teased and tickled his bare back. He would have to go find one of his wolfbrothers to play with after this.

All thought were shoved aside for the next wild howl that echoed through the jungle. Mowgli's ears rang with the loud noise at exactly the same moment he felt the first spurt of wolfseed up his ass. His mind melted at that moment and no matter how many times he tried this, it always felt as if the universe collapsed into a warm fuzzy ball around him, caressing his very soul while he lay there groaning on the ground with his rear in the air.

The wolf grunted and snarled, trying to hump some more, but he was already tied firmly to the jungleboy's ass so he had to calm down eventually and just lie there on top of the human while his wolfballs twitched and eagerly sprayed their volumes into the wolf's lover below.

Before he could even finish that, instinct dictated that he turn around and stand rump to rump with his bitch.

Mowgli loved this part too. The sensation of furry wolfsac rubbing against his own while it kept pumping, coupled with the sweaty fuzziness of rumpfur against his own rear, and topped with the swollen wolfdick in his ass was just pure heaven.

They both stood there... well, Akela stood and Mowgli was on all fours, and the wolf looked around vigilant while panting to make sure no one had watched the two of them go at it like this.

Not much needed to be said, they could both feel how the other was doing and how much they had both enjoyed it. Mowgli just grinned back at his wolfdad who scraped the ground a bit with his forepaw.

The boy closed his eyes and enjoyed the closeness for as long as he could. Akela tugged at his knot occasionally. However good it might feel, they were both vulnerable in this position and without a pack to guard them this would make any predator nervous.

All too soon the rigid wolfcock slipped back out of Mowgli's ass, leaving him to drip down himself a bit as some of the much thicker wolfseed ran down his balls and down the inside of his thighs. Akela stood stiff-legged for a while, his shaft still hanging between his hindlegs at full size before it began shrinking slowly. He looked back and noticed Mowgli's full erection with some amusement.

"You want another ride, boy?" the lupine turned and raised his tail up to offer Mowgli his own tight wolfass.

Tempting as the offer may be, Mowgli knew that Akela had other things to do and besides, he liked playing with his brothers too.

"No thanks, dad. I'll find Grey Brother." the boy winked.

Akela could not help but crack a grin at that.

"Very well. I'll go find your mother to help clean me up." the wolf winked back and was already drooling at the prospect of having a long, wet wolfmuzzle sucking on his cock within minutes from now. He staggered off towards the wolf den, having a bit of difficulty walking for obvious reasons.

He had barely left before a shadow slipped out behind a nearby tree. Mowgli blinked as Grey Brother stepped into the light with a silly grin plastered all over his muzzle. The young wolves were getting better at sneaking indeed.

Mowgli snapped out of it when the wolf rubbed his muzzle against the boy's erection and gave it a few wet licks.

"I heard you were looking for me..?" he yipped like an innocent dog and looked up at the boy.

"Mmm.. yeah... turn around, I think there's something on your rump I need to look at." Mowgli giggled and swatted the wolf's ears playfully.

Obediently the mancub's littermate spun around and curled his tail up in invitation, bending over just a bit into a crouch. He gritted his teeth as the sudden intrusion pushed all the way through his tailring and opened him up roughly.

Mowgli noticed the somewhat easy entry and realized that Grey Brother must have been licking his tailhole all wet and ready while he was hiding in the bushes. He grabbed two handfuls of backfur to hold on and remained standing behind the canine, already enjoying his second doggyfuck today...