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As always, comments and suggestions are appreciated :)", "writing": "Here we go, day two of journalling. I could write about my daily life and see how exciting I look on paper. Well, a screen. I had frosted flakes this morning instead of cheerios. Adult decisions.\n\nThere really isn’t much to report. Today for me was a day off so I spent time watching Netflix and avoiding the real world.\n\nIt hasn’t even been a minute yet, this session doesn’t look like it’s going to go well.\n\nI could always pick up where I left off last time, I guess.\n\nSo yeah. Let’s set the scene. I’m still 8, I’m an eager little lynx going to my neighbours every day after school. The first time was just to lick at Mike’s (I don’t think I ever named him in my last entry) cock until he wanked himself off. The next time I went over, he just jerked off for me to “show me how an adult does it”. I enjoyed the show, but I absolutely loved the feeling of his cum spurting into my mouth. The first time he just relieved himself onto his chest, but when he shot his load into my mouth and I felt the semen splash against the back of my throat, I completely lost myself. Our daily ritual became me doing variations of pleasuring him with my tongue and paws and I can’t remember another moment in my life that I was happier.\n\nThere was a time that we started to explore more. When I got to his house, he was naked as usual with the door unlocked so I could let myself in. I always had a stupid grin on my face as I opened the door, locked it behind me, and made my way down to his office in the basement.\n\nLet’s see how much of this experience I can recall…\n\n“How was school?” he asked idly, giving me a pat behind my ears as I got on my knees in front of his chair.\n\n“Same as it always is, boring.” I said, licking my lips in anticipation of our activity. I leaned forward to get to work before he stopped me.\n\n“I thought we’d try something a bit different today,” he said, standing up. I instantly felt flutters. I, of course, had read about penetration and my mind immediately went to that. I hadn’t worked up the courage yet to play with my tail hole but I had assumed that eventually he would want to do that with me. I remember swallowing nervously at the thought of his massive cock trying to go into me; with no exaggeration, it was thicker than my arm at the time.\n\n“Um, okay. What did you have in mind?” I asked, feeling myself clench as I imagined him playing with me.\n\nTo my surprise, he turned around and leaned so his elbows were resting on the desk, his rump in my face. He swished his tail to the side and lifted so that I saw his own puckered hole immediately in front of me.\n\n“How about you put that sandpaper tongue of yours on that?”\n\nLooking back, I’m honestly surprised that I didn’t feel grossed out at all by the thought. The smell put me off at first as I leaned in, but the thought of what came out of there never crossed my mind. I hadn’t even ever thought about a tongue going up someone’s arse, but him asking me to do it had me wondering what it would be like. My tongue went out hesitantly and I felt the muscle spasm upon touch. There wasn’t much of a taste to go by and my next lick was more adventurous, pressing against his sphincter and being met with more resistance. I pressed my tongue against it again and picked around the circle, hearing him moan from the contact.\n\n“Go ahead in, boy,” Mike grunted and I quickly obliged, running my tongue into the crease and pushing my way past the muscle into his bowel. It didn’t taste bad, like I expected, but I didn’t enjoy it anywhere near the musk his shaft and sack rewarded me with. The shivering I felt from him was enough of a reward to keep me going, though. \n\nThere wasn’t a clock, but I’m sure I was rimming that man for at least a half hour. He seemed to really enjoy it, sighing and moaning as I cleaned him out with my tongue. I reached my hands up and fondled his testicles, but any reach towards his shaft was met with a slap to my wrist so I’d go back to his balls.\n\nAfter a time, he reached into his desk drawer and handed me a bottle. “Go ahead and put that on your paw, then use your paw.”\n\n“Use my paw for what?”\n\n“Instead of your tongue. Put your paw in me.”\n\nI looked at the bottle but the words were too big and foreign for my young mind. I had no idea what lube was. I squirted a generous amount onto my paw and had it running down my pads.\n\nThis part I was completely uncertain about as anything related to anal play was completely new to me. While I had googled more extensively into sexual acts, I hadn’t gotten so kinky as a cub that I was googling into stretching. If I had known how much stallions love anal stimulation, I would have been looking that up nightly.\n\nNow, just as a reminder, Mike was a proper stallion. Compared to a lynx cub, this man was huge. If I had been doing this with someone of my own species, this would have been some hardcore stretching. For him, I’m pretty sure it didn’t even feel like a dick does for me.\n\nMy finger went in just as easily as my tongue and I used the digit to prod and explore inside the stallion. He pressed back towards me and I slipped two more fingers in, feeling him squeeze on me.\n\n“I can take more than that, Jakey, come on in,” he said. I was fascinated watching my fingers disappear inside this man and I put in my pinky, pushing my paw slowly forward, watching the muscle consume it. When I pushed in so that my wrist was consumed, he gave a happy sigh.\n\nHonest to god, I don’t remember in that moment thinking anything sexual. I knew nothing about the prostate and that stimulating it resulted in pleasure. I had zero knowledge that stallions in particular got off so much to anal stimulation. To me, I was just amazed at this new act and that I could literally put myself inside of another man.\n\nNow, that generous amount of lube had run down my arm and matted my fur. I flexed my paw inside of him and he bucked his hips (I know now because doing that was pressing on his gland) but I took that as a sign that he wanted more. I put more pressure against his hole and felt the muscle start climbing up my arm. I almost became giddy with the feeling, watching my arm disappear inch by inch in the man, hearing him gasp and moan with pleasure as more of myself was consumed by his tail hole.\n\nI stopped midway up my arm and Mike pleaded with me, “No no, don’t stop,” and I pushed further until I was up to my elbow in the man. He shuddered, his body convulsing around my arm, and began to rock back on my arm. Again, I’m sure that for him my arm felt like an average sized horse dildo, but I was enamoured by the amount he was willing to take. I flexed my bicep, helping to increase the motion as he rocked back and forth on my arm, enjoying the sensation of my arm being massaged up and down by his sphincter.\n\nHis cock grabbed my attention, pulsing and twitching each time I leaned my arm more down, pressing against a bulb I felt inside of him with my forearm. If I had known what I did now, I would have been giving that all of my attention so he would be feeling better, but instead I just judged my actions based on what made him noisier.\n\nIt wasn’t long that I watched his balls draw up close to his body and he spilled his seed onto his desk, giving a long sigh as I pulled my arm out of his rectum. He moved to the side so I could live the cum up off the desk and he gave me the usual pet and scratch behind the ears telling me what a great kid I was before I wandered home. He at least had the foresight to tell me to wash my paws before I left or else I’m pretty sure I’d have wondered home with my arm still coated in lube and whatever else it may have picked up in there.\n\nYou know, looking back now, I didn’t realise how long me going to his house was just me pleasuring him. I always saw it as a mutual session but I don’t think he even asked me to take my clothes off. When he pleasured me for the first time, that was because I initiated it, too.\n\nI was a horny bastard as a cub, wasn’t I?\n\nBut now that I glance at the clock, I realise that I went well past my daily 30 minutes (although I should probably cut some of it out since the crumpled tissues next to me are evidence of my er… break midway through writing this) so I guess I’ll write about that next time.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Here we go, day two of journalling.  I could write about my daily life and see how exciting I look on paper.  Well, a screen.  I had frosted flakes this morning instead of cheerios.  Adult decisions.

There really isn’t much to report.  Today for me was a day off so I spent time watching Netflix and avoiding the real world.

It hasn’t even been a minute yet, this session doesn’t look like it’s going to go well.

I could always pick up where I left off last time, I guess.

So yeah.  Let’s set the scene.  I’m still 8, I’m an eager little lynx going to my neighbours every day after school.  The first time was just to lick at Mike’s (I don’t think I ever named him in my last entry) cock until he wanked himself off.  The next time I went over, he just jerked off for me to “show me how an adult does it”.  I enjoyed the show, but I absolutely loved the feeling of his cum spurting into my mouth.  The first time he just relieved himself onto his chest, but when he shot his load into my mouth and I felt the semen splash against the back of my throat, I completely lost myself.  Our daily ritual became me doing variations of pleasuring him with my tongue and paws and I can’t remember another moment in my life that I was happier.

There was a time that we started to explore more.  When I got to his house, he was naked as usual with the door unlocked so I could let myself in.  I always had a stupid grin on my face as I opened the door, locked it behind me, and made my way down to his office in the basement.

Let’s see how much of this experience I can recall…

“How was school?” he asked idly, giving me a pat behind my ears as I got on my knees in front of his chair.

“Same as it always is, boring.” I said, licking my lips in anticipation of our activity.  I leaned forward to get to work before he stopped me.

“I thought we’d try something a bit different today,” he said, standing up.  I instantly felt flutters.  I, of course, had read about penetration and my mind immediately went to that.  I hadn’t worked up the courage yet to play with my tail hole but I had assumed that eventually he would want to do that with me.  I remember swallowing nervously at the thought of his massive cock trying to go into me; with no exaggeration, it was thicker than my arm at the time.

“Um, okay.  What did you have in mind?” I asked, feeling myself clench as I imagined him playing with me.

To my surprise, he turned around and leaned so his elbows were resting on the desk, his rump in my face.  He swished his tail to the side and lifted so that I saw his own puckered hole immediately in front of me.

“How about you put that sandpaper tongue of yours on that?”

Looking back, I’m honestly surprised that I didn’t feel grossed out at all by the thought.  The smell put me off at first as I leaned in, but the thought of what came out of there never crossed my mind.  I hadn’t even ever thought about a tongue going up someone’s arse, but him asking me to do it had me wondering what it would be like.  My tongue went out hesitantly and I felt the muscle spasm upon touch.  There wasn’t much of a taste to go by and my next lick was more adventurous, pressing against his sphincter and being met with more resistance.  I pressed my tongue against it again and picked around the circle, hearing him moan from the contact.

“Go ahead in, boy,” Mike grunted and I quickly obliged, running my tongue into the crease and pushing my way past the muscle into his bowel.  It didn’t taste bad, like I expected, but I didn’t enjoy it anywhere near the musk his shaft and sack rewarded me with.  The shivering I felt from him was enough of a reward to keep me going, though.  

There wasn’t a clock, but I’m sure I was rimming that man for at least a half hour.  He seemed to really enjoy it, sighing and moaning as I cleaned him out with my tongue.  I reached my hands up and fondled his testicles, but any reach towards his shaft was met with a slap to my wrist so I’d go back to his balls.

After a time, he reached into his desk drawer and handed me a bottle.  “Go ahead and put that on your paw, then use your paw.”

“Use my paw for what?”

“Instead of your tongue.  Put your paw in me.”

I looked at the bottle but the words were too big and foreign for my young mind.  I had no idea what lube was.  I squirted a generous amount onto my paw and had it running down my pads.

This part I was completely uncertain about as anything related to anal play was completely new to me.  While I had googled more extensively into sexual acts, I hadn’t gotten so kinky as a cub that I was googling into stretching.  If I had known how much stallions love anal stimulation, I would have been looking that up nightly.

Now, just as a reminder, Mike was a proper stallion.  Compared to a lynx cub, this man was huge.  If I had been doing this with someone of my own species, this would have been some hardcore stretching.  For him, I’m pretty sure it didn’t even feel like a dick does for me.

My finger went in just as easily as my tongue and I used the digit to prod and explore inside the stallion.  He pressed back towards me and I slipped two more fingers in, feeling him squeeze on me.

“I can take more than that, Jakey, come on in,” he said.  I was fascinated watching my fingers disappear inside this man and I put in my pinky, pushing my paw slowly forward, watching the muscle consume it.  When I pushed in so that my wrist was consumed, he gave a happy sigh.

Honest to god, I don’t remember in that moment thinking anything sexual.  I knew nothing about the prostate and that stimulating it resulted in pleasure.  I had zero knowledge that stallions in particular got off so much to anal stimulation.  To me, I was just amazed at this new act and that I could literally put myself inside of another man.

Now, that generous amount of lube had run down my arm and matted my fur.  I flexed my paw inside of him and he bucked his hips (I know now because doing that was pressing on his gland) but I took that as a sign that he wanted more.  I put more pressure against his hole and felt the muscle start climbing up my arm.  I almost became giddy with the feeling, watching my arm disappear inch by inch in the man, hearing him gasp and moan with pleasure as more of myself was consumed by his tail hole.

I stopped midway up my arm and Mike pleaded with me, “No no, don’t stop,” and I pushed further until I was up to my elbow in the man.  He shuddered, his body convulsing around my arm, and began to rock back on my arm.  Again, I’m sure that for him my arm felt like an average sized horse dildo, but I was enamoured by the amount he was willing to take.  I flexed my bicep, helping to increase the motion as he rocked back and forth on my arm, enjoying the sensation of my arm being massaged up and down by his sphincter.

His cock grabbed my attention, pulsing and twitching each time I leaned my arm more down, pressing against a bulb I felt inside of him with my forearm.  If I had known what I did now, I would have been giving that all of my attention so he would be feeling better, but instead I just judged my actions based on what made him noisier.

It wasn’t long that I watched his balls draw up close to his body and he spilled his seed onto his desk, giving a long sigh as I pulled my arm out of his rectum.  He moved to the side so I could live the cum up off the desk and he gave me the usual pet and scratch behind the ears telling me what a great kid I was before I wandered home.  He at least had the foresight to tell me to wash my paws before I left or else I’m pretty sure I’d have wondered home with my arm still coated in lube and whatever else it may have picked up in there.

You know, looking back now, I didn’t realise how long me going to his house was just me pleasuring him.  I always saw it as a mutual session but I don’t think he even asked me to take my clothes off.  When he pleasured me for the first time, that was because I initiated it, too.

I was a horny bastard as a cub, wasn’t I?

But now that I glance at the clock, I realise that I went well past my daily 30 minutes (although I should probably cut some of it out since the crumpled tissues next to me are evidence of my er… break midway through writing this) so I guess I’ll write about that next time.

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