Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2008 03:14:53 -0600
From: ES
Subject: Curse of the Fountain

Chapter 1 - Intro:

**All general disclaimers apply...You know the drill. **

   Corrin, a young boy that appeared to be about fourteen, kept his head
tilted up and his mouth wide open. Corrin was resting on his knees, naked on
the green grass. The boy's left hand idled at his side while his right hand
pumped his throbbing cock, glistening in the sun from the precum soaking
it's delicate skin. Tintin, the other boy, about a year older looking than
Corrin but with skin kissed tan by the sun and black hair decorated with few
red feathers placed within the strands.

   Tintin's thick hairless dick was only about an inch away from Corrin's
luscious lips and it pulsated from the pleasure Tintin was giving it, using
his hand to milk it's thickness. Tintin was moaning loudly, his free hand
reached behind him and began to probe at his extremely sensitive
entrance...pushing a finger into himself he yelled, "Oh!".  Hearing Tintin
exclaim his pleasure, Corrin licked his lips anticipating the taste of his
best friend's hot nectar splashing onto his tongue and face.

   Tintin's balls tightened, his knees buckled and his legs quivered and the
pleasure of an immense climax rushed from the very roots of his being
through his groin, erupting shot after shot of white cum all over his blonde
friend. Tintin howled like a wolf in his orgasm as he often did, as the
thick ropes of hot seed splashed onto Corrin's tongue, then lips, and chin
and then finally a strand fell across his cute nose, which twitched once it
felt the warm liquid hit there.

    Corrin stopped playing with his own dick and swallowed the cum that
landed in his mouth, then licked his lips clean. The blonde boy's hands
reached up for his tan friend's ass, squeezed the muscled cheeks and pulled
him closer. Corrin's mouth then dove over Tintin's recently climaxed penis
taking in a few inches immediately.Tintin moaned, "Corrin...uugh...you're so
good....your lips are so magical." and he opened his eyes and reached down
to play with the golden unkempt locks of his dear friend. Corrin finished
cleaning off Tintin's thick cock with his mouth, and let it fall from his
lips while standing up to reach eye level with his partner.

   Noticing the strand of cum over the bridge of Corrin's nose and reaching
all the way to his rosy cheek...Tintin couldn't help but smile, and
unleashed his long almost beastly tongue which slowly slid over the top of
Corrin's nose and across his cheek. Corrin giggled and said playfully, "I
hate when you do that."

     "Fuck now." Tintin commanded with a smile and bent over, resting his
palms on tree that was leaning back, and presenting his tight ass for his
best friend to take. Corrin's dick throbbed for attention and this would
certainly be a blessing. Corrin speaks softly, "One second wolf boy..."
walking a few steps a way to pick up a large ripe yellow fruit. "I don't
want to hurt you this time." Corrin finished saying then pushed his thumb
into the soft fruit. The juices of the fruit ran out, and Corrin tilted it
over, so the hole he had just made was pointed down directly over his aching
cock. The liquid dripped out and oozed over Corrin's dick, he then used his
free hands to rub it over, making sure it was very slick.

    "Fuck now?" Tintin asks impatiently, pushing his ass back more against
the empty air. "Almost," Corrin responds before squeezing the fruit lightly
so it's sweet and slippery juices run over the crack of Tintin's perfect
butt. "Now, we're ready." Corrin says, dropping the fruit and grabbing the
base of his lubed up cock and guiding it to the recently moistened puckered
hole of his tribal acting friend. Tintin winced in a bit of pain, as the
pinching sensation of Corrin's invading throbbing member pushed it's way
through Tintin anal ring.

 Tintin's ass being forced open suddenly like that caused him to dig his
nails into the bark of the tree, but as his tight anus burned with the
intrusion the head of Corrin's lengthy shaft pushed up against just the
right spot inside of him and suddenly sent a wave of pleasure that dulled
the pain. Soon, Tintin was moaning and grunting as well has his good friend
who continued his pushing.

    Both young boys moan together as Corrin's long dick pushes it's way
inside. "Uuh...god...Tintin...you're...so...tight." Tintin responds by
saying, "Uhgg...good." Now things were getting good for the both of them. As
Tintin's hole began to relax and enjoy this invasion pushing inside of him,
the warm feeling of a big dick fucking into his insides forced pleasure out
from deep inside his bowels that moved through his body and could be most
felt by his pulsating thick cock.

   In response to Corrin's long dick moving back and forth now through
Tintin's ever so tight canal, Tintin's own thick and meaty cock swelled and
the pleasure pushing forth into his hairless balls caused a steady and
gracious amount of precum to leak out, and dripping in drops like a leaky
faucet to the soil bellow his bare feet.

    Corrin was moaning loudly. Tintin's nails dug deeper into the wood.
Corrin pushed his body against the tanned boy's back as he kept thrusting
back and forth, causing immense lust filled and animalistic pleasure for the
both of them. The gentle blonde boy Corrin, has transformed into a sexual
beast concerned only with thrusting his mighty shaft into this nearly virgin
hole and launching his seed deep inside. His fucking became faster, deeper
and almost violent with force as Tintin was pushed up against the tree, his
cheek pressed against the bark.

   Tintin's eyes closed, his mouth open wide a constant moan escaping past
his sharpened predator like teeth. Corrin's thrusts launched deep into
Tintin...his dick pushing with all it's strength into his best friend's
insides. However, Corrin was still struck with deep adoration and love for
Tintin and showed a contrasting romantic side by leaning his lips down to
his lover's shoulder, and gently kissing his way up to his supple neck. This
blonde boy's lips drove Tintin wild, and a loud bestial howl escaped and at
the same time, Corrin rammed his long shaft spearing directly into Tintin's
most sensitive spot and Corrin was there.

    The light skinned blonde boy bit hard into his dark skinned lover's
neck, just barely enough to not draw blood and at the same time a huge
torrent of hot cum blasted through Corrin's lengthy shaft and deposited
itself deep inside Tintin. Tintin grabbed his own cock, and began jerking
wildly, his hands sliding easily around the uncut shaft covered in sweet
precum.

   Despite being extremely sensitive, Corrin continued ramming into his
partners cum drenched hole as Tintin bent downward facing the ground as he
wanked his length to a second orgasm. Tintin's large balls tightened up
against him and gave the signal to explode, and like a miniature cannon,
Tintin's thick cock shot long and equally thick ropes of cum that splattered
all over the base and roots of the tree and drenched his own hand.

   Corrin slid his still hard and moist dick out from Tintin's soaked hole.
The two then turned around to look at each other. Tintin had a dazed and
extremely satisfied look on his face as a few drops of cum continued to
slowly drip out of his engorged shaft. Corrin embraced him, hugging around
Tintin's waste tightly and the two boy's warm and exhausted bodies were
intertwined and pressed against each other. Tintin rested his head on
Corrin's shoulder and closed his eyes.

   Corrin spoke softly, "I love you...don't ever leave me." Tintin was still
trying to remember the common language, but got the gist of what his friend
said and replied in a near whisper, "Tintin wont leave Corrin."

    The two boys held each other in a sweet and warm embrace when their time
together was abruptly interrupted with the blaring sound of a blowing horn,
signaling to Corrin and the others like him to travel back to town. Flocks
of startled birds flew from the forest's thick canopies and fled the noise.

    "What? Already?" Corrin said in a disapproving tone as he backed away
from Tintin, who also had a confused look on his face. "Time shouldn't be up
for quite awhile, this shift is no where near over...Oh! Shit! An attack?
Impossible!" Corrin said suddenly, getting really scared he ran to the bush
where he had his armor. Mostly leather and hardened hide with bone and rock
plating on the shoulders and vital parts, he didn't bring a helmet with him.
After Corrin clothed and armored himself he pulled his spear from the earth
where he had it kept, and looked back for Tintin.

   The tanned boy known to some as "Wolfbane" (but he claimed his name to be
only Tintin) wore what he always had, a tattered loin cloth. It barely hid
anything, and he wore nothing else. A pair of hand made  curved daggers
forged from the bone of an ancient beast were sheathed in band that held up
the small cloth that hid the boy's privates.

    "Ready?" Corrin asked even though he was sure of the response. Tintin
nodded silently. Corrin placed his forefinger and thumb to his lips and a
high pitched shriek of a whistle that echoed for many yards. Suddenly, after
hearing the noise, a large feathered raptor...a dinosaur like creature that
stood up on two powerful legs each accompanied by large saber sharp claws.
Two smaller arms from its torso that ended in powerful reptilian claws.

   A long lizard tail that was thick at it's origin but grew whip thin by
the time it ended. And an almost dragon like head with powerful jaws and
ferocious teeth and terrifying eyes. This creature was both scaled and
feathered. It appeared much like that of the iconic velociraptor except with
bright rainbow colored feathers sprouting from it's brow, elbows, the back
of it's legs, along the back of it's spine and across it's tail. This
powerful creature that had the hight taller then that of a fully grown man,
rushed forward to the small blonde boy Corrin.

    "Good boy!" Corrin reached out with the hand not holding his long spear
and ruffled the feathers on the head of the now not so terrifying looking
lizard beast. It's long tongue slid from its mouth, it's head turned and
eyes closed. This raptor was obedient and loving to his master Corrin, like
any loyal dog would act to a very loving master. The raptor's back was
already fitted with a comfortable saddle for both the rider and the beast,
and the well trained raptor kneeled down as best it could. Corrin leaped
upon it's back and looked back at Tintin as the raptor stood up to full
height, "Want a ride?" Corrin asks offering out a hand.

    Tintin pointed a thumb to his bare chest, "I run." It's true Tintin was
known for his animalistic nature, aptitude with the wild and bestial foot
speed. He wasn't a well trained Raptor Rider like Corrin, in fact he didn't
have much of a place in their society. He had been long forgotten by the
village and was thought to be dead for many years. Corrin found him and
rescued him from imprisonment. Tintin has since then filtered back into
society as a primal force not entirely apart of the rest of the village.
Corrin smiled at his friend's cute reaction and turned the raptor around to
face the thickness of the forest.

   The blond boy soldier leaned in to where the raptor would have ears, if
raptor's had ears, and whispered, "Home" and with that Corrin gave a very
light kick with his heels to the raptor signaling full speed. The raptor
leapt forward, running at full speed, darting around trees and rocks with
lightning speed and reflexes and leaping with its powerful legs over any
debris and falling logs in the way. Tintin let the raptor have a head
start....before he leaped forward into the forest, rebounding off a tree and
landing on all fours.

  The nearly nude boy takes off on his hands and feet and quickly catches
up to the overgrown lizard and the it's rider. Tintin's breathing becomes
huffing as he picks up his pace, his arms and legs moving like a blur as he
runs through the forest like a wild animal. Corrin looks back with a smile,
then uses his ankles to tap the raptor telling it to go full speed
homeward.

The race home was on.