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The third part of the story. May take a break after this. Three stories in one week is a little much for me… And yes. Purpleheart is a real wood, found in Central and South America. Look it up if you don’t believe me. I have also heard aromatic red cedar called AROMIC red cedar. Same wood. Again, WARNING! Alcohol use. References to pedophilia and incest. Not enough to be keywords. Enjoy.

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I do not remember a lot of the following days. I traveled to the Lion pride’s settlement, talked to Fallon and her mate. They cut Beowulf’s cock-necklace off for me. They were kind enough to give me a bow and train me in its use. Fallon’s mate even gave me his own sword, a spear, and a new knife to replace my old one.

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Somehow, Akakios got word that I was staying with the lions and snuck off to spend a few days with me. He informed me our father, Nuada, had not spoken since my banishment, and Shamira was practically running the whole pack. Beowulf, our uncle, was left on the wooden rack for three days. The wound to his groin had become horribly infected (Akakios smiled and winked at me) do to the fact the scab over the wound kept disappearing, and mud and fecal matter repeatedly getting into the wound (Akakios then whispered deer shit seemed to work the best). Beowulf disappeared the day after he was cut down. No one had seen him since.

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I stayed for about a year, and my brother came to visit as often as he could, but more and more responsibility was being placed on his young shoulders as he was slowly being forced into becoming the Alpha of the pack. I could see him slowly being worn down, until finally one day he snapped.

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â€I CAN’T DO IT ANYMORE! I’m fucking EIGHT years old! They are pressuring me to get a mate. I CAN’T EVEN SPOOGE YET!†he yelled, tears coming to his eyes. Upon hearing my brother say â€spooge,†Fallon and I both laughed, which just made my brother mad.

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â€Fuck both of you.†Akakios whispered, sniffling softly. This stopped me from laughing instantly.

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â€Oh, Akakios… I’m sorry. Come here.†I said softly. Akakios managed to stop crying and glared at me for a second before he broke down again and walked over to me, head bowed. Kneeling down, I wrapped my arms around him and rubbed his back. Fallon backed up to a respectful distance, sat down, and began carving on a small log she had been working on for a few days.

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Looking at Fallon over my shoulder, my brother asked, â€Can we go somewhere else? So it’s just us?†I nodded, and swung my brother around my body so that he was riding on my back. I had done this with him since he was three, had developed a habit of nibbling on my left ear at the age of four; and he began to do it again. I never told him, but I always enjoyed it when he did this. I felt like it helped us to bond.

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We walked for about half an hour before we stopped at a large creek to drink. I asked Akakios if this was a good spot, and he confirmed it was. I was about to put him down, when I decided to throw Akakios into the creek. Throwing him around so that he was over my shoulder, I walked to the creek. As I was about to throw him in, however, Akakios threw himself around in such a way it caused both of us to tumble into the water.

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I surfaced first, and spun around, looking for my brother. I was in chest deep, which would mean it would be over my brother’s head.

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After turning around three times, I felt something brush against my groin before my brother surfaced right in from of me. â€What the hell was that?†he exclaimed, thrashing about. I managed to grab him under his arms and calm him down before telling him.

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â€That, Akakios, is the eight-inch cock belonging to your brother, which is something you shouldn’t be touching.†I replied jokingly. I never expected the reply.

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â€But… what if…?†he stammered before blushing visibly beneath his light gray fur and looking away.

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I waited for a second, and then said, softly, â€But what? You know you can tell me anything.â€

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â€â€¦ But what if I liked it?†he whispered softly, not looking at me, not even having a chance to; I dropped him.

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He surfaced and immediately began swimming towards shore. It took me a second to realize it before I went after him. As soon as he hit the shore, he began running towards the wolf pack’s domain.

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I never realized how fast the little shit could run. I almost caught him, but he just increased his speed and easily outdistanced me.

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â€Akakios! Brother!†I yelled at him, calling him everything I could think of. But he did not stop. Not until I said the last nickname I could think of. â€Little Angel…†I said. Akakios stopped but did not turn around. I walked up to him slowly, not sure what he would do when I reached him.

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When I finally did, I saw he was crying softly. I slowly raised my hand and touched his shoulder. To my surprise, he crumpled into a ball and began to whisper. I had to lie down beside him to hear what he was saying.

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â€Mommy, why did you leave? Mommy… mommy… please… come back…†he was beginning to sob worse then I had ever seen him.

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â€Oh gods, what have I done? Akakios. Akakios! Snap out of it!†I said, shaking him gently. I finally yelled at him, but it did no good. Sighing, I crawled around so that I was behind him and wrapped an arm around him. We stayed like this for about an hour, before I fell asleep.

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I woke up to my little brother, my greatest friend and only family I had left, sleeping. He had straightened out and rolled onto his back so that my arm was lying across his chest. I smiled slightly as I felt his leg twitch. Until I was banished from the pack, him and I had shared a tent. On the nights when it was storming he would always come over into my bed and curl up beside me. As much as I hated to admit it, I liked it, when he did this; wished he had done it every night. At times it actually calmed me more then him.

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Still to this day, I don’t know what I was thinking. Or if I even was. All I remember is that I began to rub his chest and stomach softly. I began to breathe a little heavier and my hand slowly crept towards his groin in a circular pattern. I felt myself getting a little hard before I realized what I was doing and stopped with a small gasp. Which, of course, woke Akakios up.

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â€Mweh… Haruki?†he asked, looking at me.

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â€Haha, yeah, it’s me. You sleep well?†I asked softly, hoping he did not know what I was just doing. He smiled that innocent little smile he has and nodded softly, covering his eyes with his hand. I looked at him for a second longer, then rolled onto my back so that I could look at the sky.

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â€Haruki… about earlier… in the creek…†My brother began.

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â€Don’t worry about it. It’s not a big deal.†I replied.

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â€How did it feel?†he asked

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â€How did what feel? You touching me?â€

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â€What Unc- Beowulf did. Did it feel good?â€

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â€I’m… not sure I should be talking to you about that.†I said slowly. Akakios sighed, and then nodded his head. â€You’re right.†I smiled softly, then said, â€as usual.†This earned me a smack to the gut.

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Smiling, I looked at the sun. â€Hey. It’s getting late. Maybe we should head back to the lion camp.†Akakios nodded, stood up, and quickly sat back down, tugging at his loincloth. I saw what was wrong, and frowned. â€You’d better follow me. You probably don’t know the way back.†As I suspected, he did not protest. If only it was that easy for me to hide my boners! I thought.

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Upon our return to the camp, my brother and I were told to see Fallon immediately.

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â€I can see the bond between you two is quite strong.†She picked up a piece of wood. â€This is aromatic red cedar. It is highly prized by my pride. We consider it a holy wood, its smell having the capabilities to ward off evil spirits.â€

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She set the cedar down, picked up a purple piece of wood. â€And this beautiful wood is called purpleheart. Sadly, this is the only piece I have ever had the honor, and ability, of obtaining. This wood is believed to be able to link two individuals spiritually and emotionally. When the two individuals are both asleep, they are able to speak to one another. After certain ceremonies are done.â€

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Setting this piece of wood down, she picked up two small bundles, both wrapped in deer hide. â€And these… are for you.†Smiling, she handed my brother one of the packages, and me the other.

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Opening the packages, Akakios and I both gasped at once. Lying carefully on the deer hide were two amulets, each shaped like a wolf’s head, each so meticulously carved it was possible to discern individual hairs. The head was made out of aromatic red cedar, while the eyes were made from purpleheart. I looked at my brother, who looked at me. I actually had to motion for him to close his mouth.

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â€These are beautiful! But we can’t accept these.†I said.

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â€You dishonor me by denying my gift?†Fallon asked, reaching for her knife. I quickly stood up and stepped in front of Akakios.

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â€No, I do not dishonor you. You have just done so much for me already.†Fallon drew her knife, stood up.

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â€Haruki?†Akakios said, concerned.

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â€Don’t do this, Fallon. We’ll take them.†I said, making sure my brother was behind me.â€

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Smiling broadly, Fallon put her knife away. â€Good. We see eye to eye now. And you should know I wouldn’t hurt either of you!†with that, she smacked me on the head.

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The day finally came when I decided to leave. I finally mastered the bow, sword, and spear, and felt I had leeched off the lions far too long. Fallon and her mate insisted on having a celebration in my honor. I refused, giving what happened at the last celebration as an excuse, but they insisted. So I eventually gave in.

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Turns out the pride liked to have sex at their parties. A lot of it. They also had no problem with homosexuality, or pedophilia, as long as the child was willing. A lion even tried to convince Akakios to screw him, but ended up with a black eye.

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Then came the alcohol. Every one got as much as they wanted, and Akakios and I drank quite a bit and ended up on the fringes of the party, where we were paid little attention. I sat down on a log, and my brother stumbled over and sat on my lap.

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â€Good party. Good drink.†He muttered, and almost fell off before grabbing a hand full of fur on my chest.

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I could tell he was quite drunk. I was well on my way, but was still in a somewhat right place of mind. And for some reason, the creek incident came to mind, and I decided to see if I could get anything out of my brother.

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â€So Akakios. Why didn’t you screw that lion?â€

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â€Too old.†He said, then looked at me suspiciously before almost falling again.

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â€But you would screw a younger male?â€

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He shrugged. â€Maybe.â€

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â€Would you do me?†I asked cautiously. I was kind of worried about the answer.

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Akakios shook his head and looked at me, eyes wide. He opened his mouth, closed it. Opened it again. Looking at the wooden amulet hanging round my neck, he yawned.

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â€The creek. You remember. I was hoping you didn’t. I liked touching you. Yes, I think I would, Haruki… I’m a freak…†With that be began to cry. I pulled him into an embrace and petted his head, not knowing what to tell him.

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