Sacred Alter
Note: this was made for my boyfreind Ben... my name is obviously Wes... enjoy.
Rain drenched the small plain, the wild flowers flattened under the thick drops of water. The grass twisted along the ground as the wind changed direction, sending a scent of blood and pain into the wilderness surrounding the clearing. In the center was a small creature, its arms and legs twined with thick iron chains, its chest lined with scars and fresh wounds. Every day was the same for this creature, he would be feed and would receive water from the rain, and then the others would come, grasping and rending claws eating away at his flesh.
So long ago his fur had been white, his face had been soft and innocent. He had trusted them when they first came to him, creeping into the valley where he had lived a secluded life. His parents dead and buried by his own hands... his family long gone he lived the loneliest experience he could ever know. So when creatures that looked like him entered his valley and asked him to join them he leapt at the chance. How could he ever know the truth?
His body seared as fresh pain lanced through his right leg. He would have screamed if this hadn't become so... regular. His eyes shut and a tear escaped, betraying the pain.
The first few weeks in the valley had been bliss, as he built a cabin and lived amongst the creatures, learning of their past and how they roved across the world finding half breeds like themselves. They welcome him in with wide arms, helping him in every way. For his eye injury they crafted glasses, and for his nightmare's they comforted. His mind healed form the shock of lost and he began to feel... love for the wonderful saviors that had helped him. Then one day one of the dog-like creatures had began to erect a platform, rolling stones across the wooden platforms slowly to form a solid block. The chains were formed in secret and attached the next day, there alter complete. The feline creature had been curious as to what the new object had been...
Another shook of pain rent him from his memories forcing his eyes to focus on one of the creatures he had once called his friend lapping at the fresh blood that pored from his ankle. A strip of flesh dangled form the creature's mouth forcing the feline to shudder.
They had chained him as soon as he had looked at the alter, as soon as he had tried to get away. They knew they had to be quicker since the feline had a better sense of agility and if it came down to a straight chase the canines would have been massively outpaced. He had used his claws, ripping at his captures arms and hands as they forced thick black freezing chains over his arms and legs, a center manacle sliding slickly over his hips, placed just above his naked crotch. He howled in rage and pain as he was forced down and his body was strapped in place, the chains snacking into the wooden structure buried under the stone, drawing his arms and legs tightly across the smooth surface. He was left exposed and vulnerable.
The dog that had been feasting on his flesh gave a yelp as he clambered up on top of the alter and sniffed at the feline's naked chest. His teeth were sharp as they bit through a sensitive nipple causing fresh blood to flood the creature's mouth. The feline whined deep in his throat knowing what would come next, as it had come so many times already.
Why had he trusted them? What good was a friend who only wanted to use and hurt you? Where was love when your body was awash in a sea of pain and blood? Why wouldn't he finally just die and be at peace?
He hissed as the dog forced his legs further apart, spreading its clawed hands along the male's slender hips. Its clawed hand found the sensitive protective pouch that covered the feline's genitals and pinched it cruelly, fresh blood appearing as finally the cat's lips broke their tight pressurized seal with a scream of abject terror and pain. The dog gave a croaking laugh as it rubbed its own sheath; slowly forcing it's errection to appear from the slender pouch, large balls swelling with the knowledge of what would happen next.
It would be over quick... that was his only condolence... none of these fiends had any stamina. As his body was pierced and he gave another shuddering sob his mind retracted back, searching for a memory of his life before this cruel joke... before it was nothing but torment. He had no real memories... only of warmth that clung to him to this day. The warmth of someone's arms wrapped firmly around him... of someone's heart beating beside his own. His sobs quieted as his mind wrapped itself in the heat and rejected the reality of pain and sorrow.
He never heard the howl of rage nor saw the faces of the dogs. He never even looked up as fresh blood splattered about his face. He couldn't stand to know what was happening and besides what did it really matter to him? He knew that eventually he would just give way and his body would crumple into the earthen alter, sustaining the earth below. This was why when the chains rattled away and fell onto the rich earth he didn't wake up, or open his soft brown eyes.
This was why he gasped as familiar warmth enveloped him and cradled him. It was... so hot... so warm... His eyes shot open and he looked into the sea of white that seemed to be smothering him. His body shook form the pain it had felt only moment before and it was a few minutes till he heard the soft crying.
The creature that held him was one of the most stunning things he had ever seen, soft downy white fur the exact opposite of his tattered and torn white fluff. The bright green eyes that swam with tears pulled at his mind and made his thoughts swirl away. A bright muzzle was curled back as the wolf boy cried into the injured chest of the small cat.
The crying was making the feline's hair stand on end, the angelic creature not... supposed to be so sad... He reached his soft paw out and stroked it through the soft white fur on the wolf's forehead. "A...Are you alright," his voice was scratchy and shaky as he starred into those green pools of emeralds. He shivered in the cold rain as his blood washed down his body, sharp wounds screaming for attention, but the soft form before him drawing him in more.
The wolf's head snapped upwards and for a frightening moment the feline saw the great muzzle open. He was sure his throat would soon be down the throat of this magnificent east but instead a soft voice emitted as the wolf creature held the feline tighter. "I thought you weren't going to wake up," the creature mumbled, a soft paw rubbing the feline's back.
The feline cocked its head to the side and narrowed its eyes. He had spent the last two months or so chained to this alter and abused... he wasn't exactly up to trusting someone on good faith. He squirmed against the large paw's that held him in place for a few moments trying to get away before finally resting his overheated forehead against the white fur. "And who are you?... Why would my death concern you at all," he whispered softly, his face washed with a slight pink tinge. He was never used to people caring. The wolf gently stroked the younger boy's cheek and caressed the soft fur under its paw. "My name's Ben and... I just didn't... want to see anyone hurt like that," he whispered softly. His paw gently moved form the feline's cheek to its forehead softly ruffling the scraggily blood coated fur. "I don't think anyone should have to feel so much pain..." he smiled as he waited for the feline to offer up his name.
The feline starred into those emerald pools for a few moments refusing to let them tug him under... however it proved too much. The wolfin seemed to care so damn much and... his eyes weren't like the feral eyes of the damn creatures that hurt him so. He sighed and shuddered as his body melted against the stronger wolf's form. "My name's Wes," he whispered shyly his cheeks tinting a bright vivid red.
Ben flashed the younger boy a bright smile as he gently laid the boy back down on the alter. Wes immediately squirmed until a reassuring hand lay over his left breast, the soft paw gently rubbing and caressing the boy's body. "Don't move... you need to have these cleaned,' he murmured softly as his muzzle opened and with a pant his long canine tongue squirmed out, lapping at the fresh trickle of blood seeping form the smaller male's ankle. Wes drew in a hissing breathe as not only pain but a certain odd tinge of pleasure flashed through his system making his back arch into the soft paw that rubbed his chest. He was... g...getting horney form someone lapping at him? This didn't seem to be possible... not after everything that had happened... but what could he do but shut his eyes and let his mind wander into its darkest desires.
Wes's heart leapt into his throat as he felt the squirming form of Ben's tongue traveling up his ripped and torn legs. He couldn't possibly be headed for... n...no that couldn't be... He wouldn't want to go there not even if his body was whole... and especially not with this torn feline... why would he even thi- and then it happened... Ben's tongue squirmed softly as it lapped the blood from the tiny tear in Wes's sensitive pouch, and the feline boy threw his head back in a gasp of pleasure, the hot wet tongue driving his mind away as his body shook. If it weren't for the comforting paw Wes would have leapt off of the table by now, not in fright but from mere surprise, as Ben's tongue caressed the sensitive flesh of his sheath, caressing the tears and dipping along the slit to dab at the very tip of the cat boy's errection.
Ben chuckled as he watched the younger male squirming under him, his lapping tongue not only cleaning the boy but adding to the healing process by making a slight damp film cover the injuries. He didn't really know what possessed him at first to lap at the boy's budding errection but as the feline began to groan and pant under him his tongue sought out the salty flavor of the pouch, drinking down the odd mixture of blood and sexual energy. He had never tasted anything or anyone who was even close to this luscious perfume. He lapped hungrily at the boy's prick, watching the slightly bullet shaped head emerge like a sword unearthing from the ground. His tongue lapped at the foreskin surrounding the feline's sensitive head and slowly began to force the skin to peal backwards, revealing the soft bud of flesh that capped his friends cock. His tongue lapped across the head and devoured the salty precum that dotted the surface, and Ben gulped obscenely as he tasted his new friend for the first time.
Wes's form writhed under the taller stronger male as his half lidded eyes starred up into the vast sea of white covering his lower torso. Ben's tongue was... drawing him closer... and he knew he wouldn't be bale to hold out much longer. He had no idea why the other was doing such a thing but... he wouldn't have traded this moment of warmth and lust for anything else on earth. This was what he thought before the soft muzzle and gentile teeth of the older creature descended, encapsulating Wes's hard prick and sucking on it slowly. The feline forced his hips up burying his length in his... lover's mouth. He knew what Ben was now and he was not afraid to admit that he had finally found someone to be with. He gave a feral howl to the rushing wind and rain as he released, his prick expanding to almost double its original size in orgasm, filling Ben's jaws till they ached with pain as burst after burst of seed emptied form the feline's underused balls.
Wes couldn't think as his eyes shifted closed, the last glimpse of his newfound companion being Ben's throat contracting as the wolf swallowed greedily, his long tongue lapping at his muzzle.
Two days later the smaller boy awoke his body jostling softly as he lay strapped down to a warm moving object. He blink sleep hazed eyes at the quickly passing scenery and starred down at the mass of white below him, his mind not yet comprehending what was going on. Ben had been running along hidden paths for two long days, constantly stopping to check on Wes's healing and to apply herbs as he found them. The feline's chest and neck were still a patchwork of scars, but his lower regions had healed finely, his legs having only a few bald spots form where Ben had been forced to cut away the blood soaked fur. It was obvious that the larger male had bathed Wes sometime during their journey, the only red tinges left in his fur around his mouth where he must have retched blood form the movement. Wes let go a sharp groan of discomfort as Ben bounded over a fallen tree, and the sound made the wolves ears perk up in alarm.
Within moments Wes found himself propped against a tree with a piece of fresh meat pressed into his hands. He smiled softly at Ben and ripped into the first real food he had devoured in months. The flesh singed his throat as he ate and he coughed roughly for a moment before Ben pressed a water skin to his lips flushing the blood and meat down his system. Wes blushed a slight pink as Ben starred at him in concern and his ears gently swiveled back in embarrassment. "I'm fine really... you don't have to stare," he mumbled shyly, tearing at another piece of meat and washing it down with the clear water. Ben averted his eyes as well as his own cheeks flushed red. 'I was just worried... I only just found you... I don't want you dieing on me." His voice was still soft and the caring forced Wes to wince in sympathy.
The smaller male crawled forward and laid a soft paw on Ben's forearm. "I didn't mean to snap at you Ben... I'm just new to all this," he mumbled softly, his body curling against the warm coat of his mate. He honestly had never felt anything like the emotions racing through his system and he didn't even know if the older male wanted him. He sighed in frustration and gently laid the meat aside on a tree stump nearby. "I don't know what you want form me exactly... Like am I your mate or was I simply... a quick fix? Or had you not meant to get carried away and didn't want me around at all," his voice went quieter with each scenario as a hidden voice screamed doubts within his mind. Wes's eyes clouded with sudden tears at the thought of losing Ben's warm body and he was nearly sobbing by the time Ben realized something was wrong and had scooped his tiny frame into his arms.
The larger wolf gently rocked his feline friend in his arms and whispered soft nonsense into the feline's ears. Wes let lose with a soft purr and wrapped his arms around the lupine's neck, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the edge of the wolf's muzzle, murmuring quietly as they kissed for the first time. Ben's breath escaped from his nostrils and brushed a soft path down Wes's fur, moving the soft white strands like their own personal wind as the larger male opened his mouth, thick worm like tongue forcing its way into Wes's mouth. Wes blanched at first but as the warm tongue caressed his own he realized this was the right thing to happen and his own smaller rougher tongue joined in the squirming ecstasy. Ben's grip tightened as Wes's body seemed to radiate warmth, his tiny paws gently massaging Ben's chest, drawing soft path's in the larger male's fur.
Both of their bodies radiated warmth as Ben's lips slowly left Wes's. His smile was wide and genuine as he wagged his tail in pleasure, starring down at the smaller being in delight. He was sure now that Wes returned his shy love and as he laid the feline onto his stomach and gently put pressure on Wes's back the other understood what was supposed to happen. His hips raised themselves and his legs slid wider apart as his body brought itself onto its hands and knee's, tail swishing in the cold night air. Ben smirked as he saw the soft pink asshole peak out from under the feline's tail on every other swish and his member slowly began to rise from its protective pouch. It was a deep red in color and larger then Wes's member had been but it was also slicked from some form of inner lubricant or precum. Ben's tail wagged more erratically as he stared at the soft pink ring of flesh, and Wes moaned into the night air as Ben's musk seeped into his nostril's filling his mind with lust. He moved his tail upwards and over his back invitingly as his own cock hardened and sprang from its sheath, slowly gliding into the night air and bobbing in the darkness.
Ben moaned softly in the night air as he moved forward, right hand gripping the younger boy's hips and arranging his errection at the feline's tight hole. He knew the other had only been penetrated by the dog's who rapped him and so his first stroke was gentile, slowly he slid into Wes, his foreskin pealed back by the tight ring of flesh surrounding the feline's hole, and the lube from Ben's pre more then sufficient as he slid forward burying half of his cock into the tiny male below him. Wes threw his head back and hissed in the slight pain that flowed form his violated entrance, his eyes shutting in the night air and his ears sliding back. He shuddered as Ben slowly moved backwards and forwards, claiming him as his mate slowly yet surely. Just when Wes thought he would faint form the pain a soft paw enveloped his errection and pumped it gently, drawing Wes's mind away form the thick long member invading his ass. He moaned into the night, suddenly sucking in a breath of musk tinted air as Ben massaged both his hip and his prick, pulling on his errection gently and lapping at his pointed ear. Wes's breathing hitched as that long tongue dipped down and stroked his scared and sensitive neck, lapping at the soft white fur and forcing a groan of lust out of Wes's lips.
Soon Ben was thrusting in full force, Wes's body growing to except and then adore the invading cock as his body trembled. He moaned and purred as the large canine above him pushed in and out swiftly, his paw abandoning Wes's prick in favor of a tighter grip on the boy's hips. Wes didn't mind though since now every thrust made his mind go blank and his vision swim, the expanded wolf's prick ramming into his prostate on each push. He felt the engorged knot form at the base of Ben's prick and he gasped out loud as the wolf began humping him wildly, trying to force the thick bulb of flesh deep into his mate's body. Wes knew it would never fit but there was no way to convey this to Ben as he rammed home mercilessly. Wes gave a whimper of worry until... it slipped inside, forcing the boy's legs to spread further and his lips to part in a sudden hiss of pain and pleasure. Then he felt it, the thick warmth of Ben's seed enveloping his insides, coating his body form the inside out as stream after stream of semen poured into his virgin cavity. Wes groaned and shuddered as Ben pumped him a few more times, his hips unable to retract the expanded knot from the base of Wes's ass. They lay there together, Ben's warmth and weight on top of the tinier male.
A few minutes later Ben's penis retracted, sliding wetly back into its protective pouch as the older male shuddered in lust and gently moved to Wes's side, clapping at the side of the exhausted feline's cheek. Wes managed to flash Ben a giant smile before he curled against the older male's body and fell into a deep contented sleep.
Wes woke the next morning, still lying curled in the larger male's paws, his head pillowed on Ben's shoulder and the older male snorting softly in his sleep, his left leg twitching as he chased some imaginary prey. Wes smirked as he starred at the beauty before him and as his hands played with the wolf's fur he began to become... more curious about his new mate. His hands began to slowly wander the expanse of flesh that was Ben's thighs sinking lower and lower, Wes's back eventually having to bend as he sought the two soft globs of flesh hanging below the wolf's pouch. His shy hands fondled the large orbs, stroking the thick protective skin gently as he massaged the flesh. His efforts were soon rewarded as the tip of Ben's errection slipped out through the slit of his pouch, peaking up at the young boy's inquisitive face. Wes smirked suddenly and leaned down, his rough sandpaper like tongue darting around the head of Ben's cock. The lubricant tasted like Ben's musk, and it filled Wes with more lust, his mouth slowly enveloping the head of Ben's prick and suckling hungrily, driving at the base slowly as each inch was unveiled. Eventually Ben's full length pulsed under the feline's tongue and hand as he stroked and suckled on Ben's cock, moving his head up and down the first few inches, murmuring in delight each time he found a new vein or valley along Ben's skin. He was groaning as he sucked, the musk forcing his own prick to emerge and stiffen in the cold early morning air. He bobbed faster and faster, until a soft paw pushed down on his head causing his eyes to widen and shift up to a smirking Ben.
"My kitten's up early isn't he? And it looks like he's thirsty for some special milk huh," Ben was smirking as he said this, suddenly grunting as Wes nibbled his sharp teeth into the flesh of Ben's cock. For a moment Wes thought Ben was angry till e saw the deep red flush of a blush appear across the wolf's fur. He smirked and let his teeth scrap across Ben's skin as the wolf's paw suddenly forced Wes's face back down, stroking itself with the wet cavern that was the feline's mouth. Soon enough Wes's efforts were rewarded, as Ben's balls crept up his legs and tightened, forcing their payload out into Wes's hungry sucking throat. The feline purred as he gulped obscenely, swallowing blast after blast of cream and eventually pulling off, allowing the cum to coat his already white face. He smirked up at Ben as a soft streak of cum distended and finally snapped off of his cheek to land wetly on the grass between Ben's legs. Ben groaned at the sight and shivered, watching Wes's form stretch upwards and stalk forwards.
Wes smirked as he pawed his way forward. "Well I got my milk but now I think my wolfie needs to have some... but I don't think he needs to get it in his mouth." The younger boy smirked as instinct took over and he caught one of Ben's legs, gently moving it upwards till the soft pink anus appeared in the crack of the older male's ass appeared. He groaned at the sight of the tight clenching ring of flesh and felt his prick shudder at the thought of plunging inside and filling the boy with his own potent seed. A feral grin slipped across his face as he moved forward swiftly and jammed his smaller thinner prick home inside of his lover.
Ben shuddered and his head lolled back as Wes immediately started a fast hard pace. Somehow the feline knew how Ben liked it... how he desired the rough pounding, how his ass literally sucked at Wes's prick begging him for more... more speed and more strength. Wes groaned at the tight sucking and shuddered moving one hand to lay on Ben's stomach for leverage, soft paw rubbing at the flesh their and heightening the older man's pleasure. Wes rammed in and out at his fast hard pace, his hand rubbing the soft expanse of flesh beneath his fingers and his prick rubbing against the small nub of flesh that was Ben's prostate. Soon both animals were howling, faces flushed red and heads thrown back as they panted in ecstasy. Wes released first, his seed spreading deep into Ben's ass, and his body quivering at the strength of his orgasm. Without a knot he was able to slip out immediately and as he did Ben exploded in orgasm coating Wes's soft fur in more white cream as Wes yelped in surprise.
They both shared an embarrassed laugh... and after they washed at a nearby stream they continued on their way... towards home.