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featuring his two characters, Ally and Hunter
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If I recall correctly, this is my first time doing human or consensual.

Story's been cut to keep with IB's policy with humans and sexual situations, but no worries, you can find the full story here and here ^_^","writing":"WILD ALLY\nby MystBunny\n\n#####WARNING#####\nThis story contains sexual intercourse between two under-aged characters.\n#####WARNING#####\n\n\n\n\tMany cabins dot the map in Hunter's hands, and a few landmarks point the way to wherever visitors need to go. Trails wind through the woods, with signs pointing to various services, camps, and recreational areas. Hunter could find none of these things. He normally didn't venture too far from his parents, but he had decided this was the perfect time to explore. The 9-year-old child didn't know to mark his trail so he could easily get back, so without his parents' knowledge, he'd wandered off, and lost his way.\n\tHe thought he knew the way back, but in actuality was wandering further away from the camp. He'd been wandering aimlessly through the woods for what seemed like all day. It obviously wasn't, but enough time away from anything he could recognize slowed time to a crawl. He listened for voices, but there were none. He listened for vehicles.. nothing. There was nothing in all directions but his own footsteps. The map was useless if he couldn't find a trail or landmark.\n\tFinally, the boy's frustrations with possible trails turning out to be nothing more than small clearings brought tears to his eyes. His cries for help were only seemingly answered by what turned out to be the call of a bird. Hunter slumped down onto a large tree root and started to cry loudly. There was rarely a stronger desire than that of a lost child to find his parents, and Hunter couldn't help but feel the fulfillment of that desire slipping slowly away.\n\tThe 9-year-old's sniffles and cries halted as he heard footsteps somewhere behind the tree where he was sitting. They weren't animal footsteps. Someone heard him! Hunter leaped to his feet and rounded the tree, spotting the source of the sound. A rather toned, barefoot boy in a loincloth with paint encircling his limbs and waist and carrying a sharpened stick curiously approaching the sound of a crying boy in the woods.\n\tHunter's first reaction was to run. A near-naked tribal boy was the last thing Hunter expected to see. He didn't run far, but just enough to look behind him to realize that although the strange boy was following him, he didn't appear to be doing so fully, and certainly not aggressively. Then it hit him. His parents often joked about a wild boy in the woods. The other adults had similar jokes as well. His map even had a badly drawn representation of a boy in a loincloth, and markings slightly resembling the paint patterns.\n\tHunter wiped his tear-soaked face with his sleeve as the tribal boy approached, just staring. Maybe he was trying to find out what was wrong, or maybe to him, Hunter was just as strange as the tribal seemed to him. Either way, there was only one thing Hunter could do.\n\n“I'm lost... I don't know where the camps are...”\n\n\tThe tribal boy's eyes roamed over Hunter's body as he stepped forward, briskly walking past Hunter and starting into a jog. Hunter frowned in disappointment. The wild boy didn't understand him. He was only curious, and his curiosity seemed satisfied. However, as the wild boy neared the edge of the clearing, he stopped, and turned back, staring Hunter down once again. Hunter could only watch in despair at first, though the tribal seemed to be looking out in the direction he was walking, seeming to want to keep going, but stalling. Was he trying to lead the way? Did he really understand?\n\tThe wild boy approached Hunter before his internal deliberations were complete, suddenly grabbing a fistful of Hunter's short black hair and pulling in the direction he was traveling. Hunter pulled back at first, surprised, then stumbled forward.\n\n“Ow OW OW okay okay I'm coming!”\n\nThe wild boy then spoke as he quickly led Hunter away. Ally take you rangers. Rangers help. Long way.”\n\n“They'll know where my camp is! Thank you! Thank you so much! My name's Hunter, by the way. Is Ally your name?”\n\n\tAlly glanced back as if to acknowledge Hunter's inquiry, but said nothing, and continued leading the lost boy through the woods, though his experience in moving through the more heavily wooded areas proved a bit fast for Hunter's comfort. Afraid he might lose sight of Ally if he took too long, Hunter tripped and stumbled forward, trying his best to keep up. How this other kid could be so quick through the woods in his bare feet without them getting cut up by twigs and brush was puzzling.\n\tThe harder Hunter tried to close the distance between himself and Ally, the more he stumbled, having to catch his balance quickly before moving again. It didn't help matters that Ally's loincloth was swaying and exposing his bare rump as he moved so quickly. Furthermore, when Ally moved sideways through some brush or trees, Hunter often got a clear albeit distant view of Ally's privates. This was a bit more distracting than Hunter cared to admit, and prompted more stumbling.\n\tFinally, the two boys reached a clearing. Ally stopped just outside the edge of the woods, and Hunter soon joined him, happy to finally get to stop as he was out of breath. They were at the edge of the lake! This was great! All they had to do was follow it around until they found a trail to the camps. Ally turned and poked Hunter's side with his outstretched fingers, not hard, but enough to cause Hunter to flinch and recoil slightly.\n\n“Hunter soft. Not from woods. Hunter sit now?”\n\n“Well.. I think a quick swim would be nice. There's nobody around but you, so... I don't.. think you'd mind if I swam without my clothes, right? I'm sure you do it all the time? The water just feels better when..”\n\n\tBefore Hunter could finish, Ally had already dropped his loincloth to the ground and ran full-speed at the water, leaping in with a hard splash. Hunter giggled as he shielded himself from the droplets of water heading his way...","writing_bbcode_parsed":"WILD ALLY
by MystBunny

#####WARNING#####
This story contains sexual intercourse between two under-aged characters.
#####WARNING#####



\tMany cabins dot the map in Hunter's hands, and a few landmarks point the way to wherever visitors need to go. Trails wind through the woods, with signs pointing to various services, camps, and recreational areas. Hunter could find none of these things. He normally didn't venture too far from his parents, but he had decided this was the perfect time to explore. The 9-year-old child didn't know to mark his trail so he could easily get back, so without his parents' knowledge, he'd wandered off, and lost his way.
\tHe thought he knew the way back, but in actuality was wandering further away from the camp. He'd been wandering aimlessly through the woods for what seemed like all day. It obviously wasn't, but enough time away from anything he could recognize slowed time to a crawl. He listened for voices, but there were none. He listened for vehicles.. nothing. There was nothing in all directions but his own footsteps. The map was useless if he couldn't find a trail or landmark.
\tFinally, the boy's frustrations with possible trails turning out to be nothing more than small clearings brought tears to his eyes. His cries for help were only seemingly answered by what turned out to be the call of a bird. Hunter slumped down onto a large tree root and started to cry loudly. There was rarely a stronger desire than that of a lost child to find his parents, and Hunter couldn't help but feel the fulfillment of that desire slipping slowly away.
\tThe 9-year-old's sniffles and cries halted as he heard footsteps somewhere behind the tree where he was sitting. They weren't animal footsteps. Someone heard him! Hunter leaped to his feet and rounded the tree, spotting the source of the sound. A rather toned, barefoot boy in a loincloth with paint encircling his limbs and waist and carrying a sharpened stick curiously approaching the sound of a crying boy in the woods.
\tHunter's first reaction was to run. A near-naked tribal boy was the last thing Hunter expected to see. He didn't run far, but just enough to look behind him to realize that although the strange boy was following him, he didn't appear to be doing so fully, and certainly not aggressively. Then it hit him. His parents often joked about a wild boy in the woods. The other adults had similar jokes as well. His map even had a badly drawn representation of a boy in a loincloth, and markings slightly resembling the paint patterns.
\tHunter wiped his tear-soaked face with his sleeve as the tribal boy approached, just staring. Maybe he was trying to find out what was wrong, or maybe to him, Hunter was just as strange as the tribal seemed to him. Either way, there was only one thing Hunter could do.

“I'm lost... I don't know where the camps are...”

\tThe tribal boy's eyes roamed over Hunter's body as he stepped forward, briskly walking past Hunter and starting into a jog. Hunter frowned in disappointment. The wild boy didn't understand him. He was only curious, and his curiosity seemed satisfied. However, as the wild boy neared the edge of the clearing, he stopped, and turned back, staring Hunter down once again. Hunter could only watch in despair at first, though the tribal seemed to be looking out in the direction he was walking, seeming to want to keep going, but stalling. Was he trying to lead the way? Did he really understand?
\tThe wild boy approached Hunter before his internal deliberations were complete, suddenly grabbing a fistful of Hunter's short black hair and pulling in the direction he was traveling. Hunter pulled back at first, surprised, then stumbled forward.

“Ow OW OW okay okay I'm coming!”

The wild boy then spoke as he quickly led Hunter away. Ally take you rangers. Rangers help. Long way.”

“They'll know where my camp is! Thank you! Thank you so much! My name's Hunter, by the way. Is Ally your name?”

\tAlly glanced back as if to acknowledge Hunter's inquiry, but said nothing, and continued leading the lost boy through the woods, though his experience in moving through the more heavily wooded areas proved a bit fast for Hunter's comfort. Afraid he might lose sight of Ally if he took too long, Hunter tripped and stumbled forward, trying his best to keep up. How this other kid could be so quick through the woods in his bare feet without them getting cut up by twigs and brush was puzzling.
\tThe harder Hunter tried to close the distance between himself and Ally, the more he stumbled, having to catch his balance quickly before moving again. It didn't help matters that Ally's loincloth was swaying and exposing his bare rump as he moved so quickly. Furthermore, when Ally moved sideways through some brush or trees, Hunter often got a clear albeit distant view of Ally's privates. This was a bit more distracting than Hunter cared to admit, and prompted more stumbling.
\tFinally, the two boys reached a clearing. Ally stopped just outside the edge of the woods, and Hunter soon joined him, happy to finally get to stop as he was out of breath. They were at the edge of the lake! This was great! All they had to do was follow it around until they found a trail to the camps. Ally turned and poked Hunter's side with his outstretched fingers, not hard, but enough to cause Hunter to flinch and recoil slightly.

“Hunter soft. Not from woods. Hunter sit now?”

“Well.. I think a quick swim would be nice. There's nobody around but you, so... I don't.. think you'd mind if I swam without my clothes, right? I'm sure you do it all the time? The water just feels better when..”

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