Date: Thu, 22 Dec 2005 21:44:20 -0800
From: Canine Casanova <canine_casanova@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Initiation

The Initiation
A real-time story* by Canine Casanova

     It was nearly dawn when he first heard it.  A strange noise in the
distance but it sounded like an animal in some sort of distress, so it
couldn't be too far away.  He decided to investigate, and set off in the
morning twilight, feeling the cold mist of the slowly-rising fog cling to
him and the soft spongy texture of the earth beneath his feet.

     He made his way very quietly and carefully for a few hundred yards,
knowing that his good intentions might be lost on a wounded animal.  He
neared a small clearning and could hear more noises.  Scufflings, they
sounded like.  Like maybe more than one animal, possibly two fighting for
some purpose.  It was springtime, maybe it was two males fighting over a
female.  "Some things remain the same," he thought, remembering the silly
games he and the other young men used to play to gain the attentions of the
girls.  Still, the situation could be dangerous and he was on his guard.
That is, until he reached the edge of the clearing and peeked out from
behind a large tree.

     At first it seemed normal for this time of year, just two deer mating
in the early morning.  But then he began to notice that things were not so
normal, after all.  Both animals had antlers.  As the realization sank in,
he looked under the "bottom" deer, and to his expectation (but no less
surprise) saw a large and throbbing cock, bouncing up and down as the
"mounting" deer thrust into his partner.  Unusual, to say the least.  Even
in the chilly dawn, it seemed unusually warm in the forest.  He had
expected to see anything but this, and the concept curled itself around his
brain and warmed it like s cat curling by the fireplace.  It warmed the
rest of him, as well.  Even more than the sight were the sounds--the
scuffling he had heard, now very rhythmic and quickening, the heavy
breathing of both animals, and the occasional grunt from one or the
other. He also noticed their eyes.  Big, brown, soft deer eyes that he had
seen a hundred times before, but somehow different.  It took him a few
moments to figure out what it was, and then he saw that the "bottom" animal
was looking around while the "top" one had his eyes closed.  "Can't blame
him for that," he thought to himself.  He continued to watch them as they
coupled, working faster and stronger, the muscles in both animals taut and
quivering, the bottom deer pushing back against the attentions of the top
one, until the one thrusting in a near-frenzy let out a long bellow and
began to twitch violently against his fellow lover.  It was obvious what
was going on, and both animals had a glazed look in their eyes, as if this
was not a new thing.  After a few more moments, the top buck pulled out of
his friend, trailing a small stream of cum along with his nicely-coated,
still-hard member.

     The human observer realized that he had unconciously dug his nails
into the bark of the tree he still peeked around.  Carefully removing them
he waited breathlessly, hoping that the animals would not bolt when they
caught his scent.  Both of them sniffed the air and looked in his direction
but they just stood very still, waiting to see what would happen next.
Slowly, so slowly, he moved around from behind the tree and stood at the
edge of the clearing looking at them.  They looked back, sizing him up and
determining whether or not he was a threat to them.  As he stood there,
they gradually began to relax and were now regarding him with suspicion,
but not outright fear.  He had won the trust of animals before, but never
in a situation like this.  it was nice to see that they didn't seem
panicked by his presence.  He began speaking to the animals softly, getting
them used to the sound of his voice and that he could make noise.  At his
first words they started, but gradually they once again relaxed and began
to regard him less warily.  Now was the time to do something.

     He took a few small steps toward the pair, still speaking softly to
them, completely unaware of anything except his concentration on them and
their reactions to him.  They stood very still but did not run.  Slowly,
painfully slowly, he moved to the nearest one, the one that had been on the
bottom, and held out his hand.  The animal looked at him, again sizing up
this new visitor into its domain, and eventually nuzzled his hand slightly,
sniffing it carefully as if trying to catalog the scent of this strange
animal.  The "strange animal" stood very still, all the while speaking in a
soft voice, and let the deer satisfy itself that he was not a threat.
After it seemed that the animal was satisfied with his status, he gently
reached up and scratched the muzzle of this lovely animal.  The reaction
was one of guardedness, but it was obvious that he had discovered an itchy
spot and that it felt very good.
  The young buck began to lick at his hand, this time much more
affectionately.  He looked into the eyes of the animal and remembered how
much he had been impressed by "doe eyes" in the past--they may not be doe's
eyes now, but the concept was the same. The source of the metaphor held a
much stronger influence on his feelings and reactions.  As he floated into
and out of awareness of his surroundings, his mind wandered back to the
events of a few minutes ago, and he began to wonder if perhaps these
animals would trust him *that* much, enough to allow him to join them in
their fun.

     He began to caress the buck's soft hair, scratching at the neck,
behind the ears, under the chin, all the while taking note of the
still-hard cock hanging beneath the animal.  He must have found them early
on in their activities--this poor fellow had yet to be pleased.  But that
could be taken care of...  He continued touching and stroking the animal's
coat, moving across the back and feeling the powerful, yet agile muscles of
the shoulders and haunches.  It was all he could do to keep from simply
attacking this lovely buck and pleasing both of them, but that might spoil
the situation and besides, why rush?  It appeared that the other buck was
understanding what was happening, as he moved off and laid down at the edge
of the clearing, but kept a watchful eye out for any other intruders. How
nice to have someone with the sharp senses of a deer watching out for you,
he thought.

     He continued on with the buck, kneeling down next to him and
scratching his belly, feeling the soft hair there and feeling the heat of
it's stiff prick in the cold morning.  It was more temptation than he could
stand, and finally he reached out to touch the deer, quivering with
excitement and anticipation.  As his hand touched the hot, stiff,
smoothness of the deer's penis, he felt a surge of energy flow through him.
He wasn't sure where it came from, but it was powerful and it lit his brain
up into an acute awareness of every sound, every smell, every sensation of
everything around him.  Particularly an awareness of his fingers and his
own groin.  The buck looked back at him with confusion but remained where
he was, apparently not wanting to be too picky about where pleasure came
from.  With this encouragement, the now too-aware human continued, gently
wrapping his fingers around the throbbing stiffness, feeling the power that
belied the animal's relatively small size.  Carefully he stroked up and
down the length, amazed at the very idea of doing this to a "wild" animal.
Right now he felt a bit wild, himself. His attentions had caused the horny
buck to breathe heavily, his chest heaving with the effort to satisfy his
body's need for air.  Obviously, things were going just fine. After a few
minutes of watching and feeling this lovely dick slide through his fingers,
the salivating human could stand no more.  He reached his tongue out and
carefully, gently flicked the tip of it over the head of the buck's meaty
cock, tasting the tiny drop of precum that had appeared there.  He had
eaten wild game only once, unable to do so now because of his revulsion at
the thought of killing such lovely animals--but there was that "gamey"
taste again, something he had enjoyed.  It was enough to overload his
senses, and he quickly devoured the buck's member, taking all of it into
his mouth, feeling the firmness and heat that had grown within his own
pants.  Gently he sucked, then more strongly as his parnter humped gently
at the new, wonderful sensations.

     Just then, the deer lying in the clearing bolted to his feet,
listening intently and looking around.  The buck receiving his attentions
also snapped to immediate awareness, now completely ignoring the human who
had his cock deep within his mouth.  Something was up.  His human senses
couldn't make anything out yet, but he stood up and listened, knowing that
he could rely on the deer's keen awareness to help him. Then, he heard
it--a crashing coming toward them, accompanied by a growling noise.  He
still wasn't sure what it was, but he had the feeling it might be a good
idea to get out of sight, so he ducked back behind his tree, just barely
controlling his fear.  The two bucks had isolated the direction of the
sound and were looking intently that way, sniffing the air very carefully.

     Time slowed down.  It seemed like hours before he saw the outline of
the huge bear approaching the clearing.  The odd thing was that the deer
were still there.
  He was sure they had seen and smelled the bear, so what were they doing?
The bear stopped short, sniffed the air, and lumbered into the clearing
with the bucks.  Now *this* was strange.  Either these deer were really
stupid, or this bear had studied hypnosis.  What was the explanation for
this strange scene?  He continued to watch and wait.  The 3 animals were on
the opposite side of the clearing from him in a group so he couldn't see
too well, but it appeared that they were making sure they knew one another.
Odd for a bear to know deer as anything other than food, he thought.  But
what happened next made him believe anything could happen.

     The bear moved into the center of the clearing, where it was easy to
see in the now well-lit forest.  It appeared to be a female, although he
wasn't sure.  That is, until the buck he had been sucking on moved behind
the bear and mounted her like there was nothing more natural in the world.
His poor human brain was having real difficulty figuring this out, but
there it was--a very horny buck (he knew that) was happily fucking a huge
bear, who seemed to be enjoying the attention.  He knew all about spring
fever, but this was obviously a new strain.  As he watched, the second buck
moved in front of the bear and walked forward until he was almost standing
on top of her.  She reached out with her long pink tongue and began to lick
at his dick, now hard again, with relish.  This was too weird, too insane.
it had to be a dream.  Animals didn't behave like this.  But these 3 were,
and it seemed clear that they were enjoying themselves.  There were various
sounds of breathing, grunts, and low growls as the bestial trio pleased one
another.  He wondered what would be next, but decided that maybe nothing
could top this, and resigned himself to watching the spectacle.

     The two deer humped relentlessly at the bear, shoving her forward and
back as each tried to crawl inside her.  For agonizing minutes it went on,
until finally the buck in front of her yelped and shot a load of creamy cum
onto her tongue, which she quickly lapped up--bears having such skilled
tongues, after all.  About the same time she was enjoying her snack of deer
cum, she let out a long, low growl and went completely rigid, her haunches
straining with tension.  Her timing was perfect, as the deer fucking her
let out a long bellow and began to twitch, just as his partner had done
before.  For "dumb animals", their sense of timing was right on.  They
enjoyed their orgasm together for awhile, and eventually separated and all
3 of them lay down in the grass to rest, the deer feeling very safe with a
bear in their midst.

     He stared at them for a long, long time, still not believing what he
had just seen.  He shook his head, rubbed his eyes.  He even pinched
himself to see if it was a dream, but there they were, lying together. Two
lovely young bucks and a huge, shaggy bear.  The world seemed very wrong
somehow.  He wished he had a camera or even a sketchpad, because nobody
would *ever* believe this.  But he didn't.  He had only his own memory, so
he drank in the entire scene. The way the dappled sunlight looked on their
coats, the heavy scent in the air, the extreme stillness, the quiet.  All
of it.  Even through all his efforts, a tiny whimper escaped him and was
heard by the buck he had been attending to before the bear had appeared.
The animal got up and quietly walked over to him, looking at him again with
those big, brown eyes.  He didn't know what to make of this, had no idea
what the animal could want.  The buck sniffed at him carefully, almost as
if he were trying to find something hidden.  At last he found what he had
been looking for, and nuzzled at the human's crotch, sending waves of
excitement and arousal through him.  Not only did this deer fuck bears, he
also was concerned about his "other lovers", as well.  There was no hiding
the erection straining at the fabric of his pants, and he had no doubt that
the scent of human arousal was very strong to animals who could smell a
hundred times better than he could.  While he was contemplating this, he
felt the firm nudge of the young buck's antlers against his chest, urging
him to do something besides stand there gaping like an idiot.  "Hey, it's
already been weird," he thought, "why not go all-out?"  So he carefully
undressed himself, removing his warm jacket and shirt, his "Grizzly Adams"
pants, feeling the coolness of the morning touching him all over and taking
a deep breath, finished disrobing until he stood naked in the cold air.  He
took a step or two forward into a small patch of sunlight that warmed him
but was not warm, the brisk air prickling at his nerves and heightening
their sensitivity.  The buck walked to him and began once again to nuzzle
at his groin, now quite sure that this was the source of the strong scent,
and licked out at the boy's stiff cock with his long, sticky tongue.  At
the first touch of the animal's tongue to him, he let out a little squeal
and jumped a bit--more in surprise at the very action taking place than of
the actual sensation. But it was a delightful sensation, to be sure!  As he
stood there, rigid as the bear had been, feeling a soft breeze on his skin
and the regular, hot breath of the buck on him, his mind reeled.  He was no
longer human, at least not within his own mind.  He was simply "there",
wherever that was.  A place that was at once everything he saw and heard
and felt, and yet somehow above all that, reveling in the exquisite
pleasure he was feeling.  He wondered if the two bucks did this to one
another, and he decided they probably did, since they obviously pleased one
another quite well.  His body began to draw him back into reality as he
neared the peak, feeling himself trembling with the overload of sensations,
still feeling the smoothness of that wonderful tongue against his flesh...

     And then, as if he'd made up his mind, the deer stopped.  Just removed
that lovely tongue and looked at him.  He was almost incoherent with
pleasure and need, and began to react on pure instinct.  He moved jerkily
behind the young animal, who didn't move an inch, and grabbing himself
thrust forward into the deer's body.  The firm but yeilding resistance, the
rhythm of the deer's heartbeat, and somewhere *way* in the back of his
mind, the thought of what he was doing combined in a few moments to push
him to the edge.  It took only a few strokes for him to explode within the
buck, his body shaking and his cum erupting into the animal as he cried out
in ecstasy, rousing the other two animals, who looked over at the pair
quizzically but while they watched, they did nothing else.  Wave after wave
of searing pleasure shook the human as he emptied himself into his lover,
jet after jet streaming forth until at last he was spent and fell to his
knees, panting and shaking, lost again in that "in between" world of total
awareness and total isolation.  His poor brain had had quite a workout
already, and this wasn't helping.  But it left him with a realization of
just what kind of relationship these animals had. They were supposed to be
enemies, afraid of each other (or food to one another), and yet they had
somehow discovered that it was more fun to screw than to chase around
through the forest.  It didn't make sense, and yet it was very practical.

     The scene had not gone unnoticed by the other two animals, of course.
Both the buck and the huge bear eyed him, obviously not worried about him
hurting them since he couldn't even look around.  All he could do was kneel
there, panting.  But if one of them had accpeted him, it seemed that they
all could, so they went on watching.  His own survival insticnt wouldn't
let him sleep, even though he felt exhausted, so he watched them back,
catching his breath and trying to bring himself back to where he was.  As
he began to recover, he noticed that the group was now eyeing him
differently.  No longer was he an intruder.  There was something
else. Something--different.

      The bear was the first to move.  She walked over to him and sniffed
at him, picking up the scent of her lover and his own, which no doubt was
reeking of whatever scent it was humans gave off during sexual arousal.
She nuzzled at him, making sure he was okay, her soft fur brushing against
his bare skin and sending little ripples of pleasure through him.  He
wasn't sure if he could handle any more pleasure at the moment, but he
allowed himself to lean against her side, letting her support his weight so
he could relax.  She sniffed some more and seemed satisfied that he was
okay, then she laid down, letting him rest his head on her back.  He still
couldn't convince himself that he could sleep, but the warmth of her fur
and the rhythmic motion of her breathing did help him finally bring himself
back to reality, and after awhile he stood, stretching the residual tension
out of himself, taking long, deep breaths of the morning air to clear his
head.

     But this was what the trio was waiting for.  As soon as it was obvious
that he was not only all right but able, they moved toward him.  At first
he was frightened--they might play together, but maybe they could hurt
together as well.  But they didn't look like they wanted to hurt him, so he
eyed them carefully.  Now it was their turn to have the advantage of
knowing what was going on.  The bear sidled up to him, rubbing her flank
against his legs, and almost knocking him over.  The sun had warmed her
fur, and it felt nice in contrast to the cool air.  She went to the center
of the clearing and stood there, in much the same way she had when the two
bucks had descended on her.  The larger of the two, the one he had just
screwed, lowered his head and pushed with his antlers, forcing the
still-confused human toward the center of the clearing as well.  The
smaller buck was moving to assist his partner, herding the boy toward the
bear.  It seemed that the deer wanted the two of them together.  Well, so
be it.  He moved behind her and got a strong whiff of her scent--no
surprise, he thought--but it was also that "gamey" type of scent.  He began
to sense what was going on, and waited to see what the deer would do next.

     The larger of the pair nudged him forward at the bear, looking at him
as if to say, "Don't be dense.  You're not *that* dumb, are you?"  Of
course, he wasn't.  The scent and the idea of being nudged into "serving"
the huge, furry bear had excited him, although he didn't know where the
energy came from.  The deer nudged--more like shoved him forward one more
time, and he finally felt his hard cock poke into the bear's body.  She was
much larger than he, and he felt a bit lost within her, but the hot,
velvety smoothness soon helped him forget his anxiety and wish his whole
body could become lost in such a way.  He worked within her slowly,
enjoying himself and trying to guage her reaction, which he judged to be
favorable.  The bear moved with a human-like squirming, in obvious
enjoyment.  He closed his eyes and let all the sensations pour over him.

     He was sharply startled by the feel of a long tongue lapping at him
from behind.  As his head snapped around to look, he saw that the smaller
(younger?) of the two bucks, the one that he hadn't met at all yet, was
licking at him, driving hin crazy and tickling him a little.  He didn't
know whether to laugh or sigh or moan or what, and so he tried to do all of
them at once.  The end result was kind of a nondescript quivering that
pleased all 3 of them.  His pace within the bear quickened unconciously as
he became more aroused, but there was still no hurry...

     Until the buck that had been licking at him decided to take action,
that is.  With remarkable agility, the deer behind him jumped up, the
motion forcing the human to bend and allowing the deer to be perched atop
his back, most of the deer's weight resting on his hind legs.  Once again,
the world was becoming too strange, but this time he didn't bother to
question.  He just went with it, bending more and burying his face in the
soft coat of the bear while he felt the firm head of the buck's dick poking
at him.  It was hard for him to relax within all the tension, but he did
his best.  At last, the buck was able to slide within the human, adding
himself to the forest orgy.  Slowly at first, then with more vigor, he slid
his entire length within the human's body, matching the slow (but now
quicker) motion of the bear and boy, alternating with their rhythm so the
human was pulling out of the bear and back onto the deer.  But by this
time, he knew that the experience should be ultimate, that there should be
nothing left but pleasure.  He motioned the larger buck (what else could he
do, "pinned" between the two animals?) in front of the bear, and stretched
his arms out to pull the animal forward until the buck had to stand on his
hind legs to keep his balance, which was exactly what was supposed to
happen.  With his own dick inside the bear, his ass lovingly filled with
deer cock, he had to fulfill the scene and took the second buck's meat deep
within his mouth, greedily sucking and licking at it, not knowing which
sensation to pay attention to, and wishing he could feel them all equally.
Once again reality slipped away from him, but this time they were all
there, all 4 of them.  He couldn't see them but he felt their presence, the
feeling of belonging, the oneness that they were sharing.  And the
pleasure, *all* the pleasure, as if every nerve in his body were geared
only to receive pleasant feelings, and each one were being stimulated to
overload by all of the animals that surrounded him.  He opened his eyes and
saw the bear's dark coat beneath him, finally noticing in his heightened
awareness the spotty, peppery coloring of it; he saw the belly of the deer
above him and looked down the length of that tasty meat; he heard the two
sets of antlers clacking together above him; he heard the heavy, ragged
breathing that could have been theirs or his, he no longer knew.  All he
knew was pleasure, so much pleasure....

     He had no idea how long they were like that, wrapped in a tangle of
bodies and legs and arms, but it seemed to go on forever.  It was like a
dream that he never wanted to wake up from.  Everything was at once intense
and yet fuzzy as parts of his mind were obscured by the lusty glaze over
his brain.  But through it all, his body was affected by such pleasures.
The group's rhythm increased, building quickly to a blurry, frenzied pace.
He could feel the tension building within the bear's body, could feel the
growing insistance of the buck in his ass, and the increasing need of the
buck in his mouth, along with his own tension which seemed like it would
stretch him forever until he snapped.  Upward and upward they climbed,
intensity building until it was almost blinding with its fury, until the
chain reaction began.  The buck in his mouth yelped and lurched forward,
stuffing his mouth completely full and shooting gobs of cum down his
throat, almost scalding his tongue as it flowed from within the deer's
balls.  With the sensation of the first jet from the deer, the boy slammed
himself hard within the bear, pushing her over the edge, her body becoming
rock-solid and rigid as she pushed back against her lover.  The force of
his thrusts within her caused the buck behind him to let go, spraying his
load of hot cum inside his ass, the lubrication allowing the strokes to
come quick and fast and deep, and that was finally the breaking point.
Surrounded on all sides by fiercely orgasming animals, the human's exploded
with titanic force.  His body tensed as if someone had pulled the strings
of a puppet too tight, his legs, though bent at the knees, hammered at the
ground and the force of his muscles shoved the entire group forward, but
none of them lost their positions or their footing.  The bear's pussy was
quickly filled with his cum as it spurted and gushed from his cock, every
jet causing him to cry out in exceptional pleasure.  Again and again and
again he fired it into her as the two deer filled him from both ends with
their own juice.

     At long last, there was no more cum to be shot from any of them, and
they managed to untangle themselves, all four staring at each other but not
seeing anything.
  The boy, still on his knees, tilted his head back toward the sky and
howled, long and loud, like a great wolf.  He was joined by the bellow of
two deer and the roar of a giant bear.  When at last they stopped, they
collapsed into a happy, furry heap in the sunlight, drifting off to sleep.
As the last of his concious thoughts slipped away, he wondered if he would
get a membership card, now that he'd been "initiated".  But it was only a
passing thought, his only thoughts now were of fur and antlers and pleasure
and hoping that they would be together again soon, so soon....


* This story was written in real-time during a chat session with a friend.
It has been edited for spelling and format only--no content has been
changed from the original "telling."