If there was one thing Antero loved, it was the smell of the forest.

The Matroksna Peninsula, sticking out like a knife through to the ocean beyond, was home to some of the biggest forests in the world, stretching all the way from its shored edged and out into the mainland itself. Though several towns and villages were dotted between the cosy, tight-knit trees and rivers, they covered barely a small fraction of the entire forest itself, known collectively as 'Velikiy Dikiy', or 'The Great Wild' to the rest of the world. Many of the forest's inhabitants had accustomed to modern life and were enjoying the benefits of electricity and the like even in the middle of nowhere, but they still enjoyed the nature around them-- Antero was one such individual.

It was a cold spring-- the heat of summer hadn't yet come through and the Peninsula was further to the north than most countries, so it was naturally cold regardless. Clad in a warm coat, thermal pants and a pair of rugged hiking boots, Antero-- a Finnish Spitz not native to the Matroksna Peninsula-- trudged his way through the forest barely 5 minutes from his own. He lived in a little town called Dolina, translating roughly to 'Valley' in Russian-- with a population of around 300, it was one of the larger towns across the Peninsula, though definitely not the biggest. Antero might seem like a foreigner, but he'd moved to Dolina when he was young. His parents were gone now, but the 35-year-old still stayed in the place he'd come to call home, despite his Finnish roots. There was only one reason for that: the forest itself. It called to him and he answered. He'd spent his life research its history and studying its chemistry, and he could now call himself a certified expert on the region-- that was all thanks to how much time he spent there. Even now, in the early morning light, he was out for a hike to bask himself in the cool, refreshing feeling of the forest around him.

Following the path that led from Dolina out into the wilds itself, Antero walked until he reached what was both a popular resting spot for travellers, tourists and locals alike, as well as his own unofficial base of operations when he was out working. A small wooden table sat beneath a well-built tent canopy to keep it dry, for the most part. It did look a little artificial and out of place, its bright blue plastic overhang a stark contrast to the hues of green and brown around it, but that was the point-- the number of kids that got lost in the forest was too many to count, and the vibrant canopy served as a landmark for a disoriented soul. Antero, however, predominantly sat out there to write on his laptop and record his findings.

He approached the canopy and sat his backpack down on the bench seat, raising his head briefly to stare out over the forest as the wind whistle through the trees, ruffling his short, vibrant orange fur and billowing the small tuft of equally orange hair atop his head around, just out of reach of his eyes. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, a smile crossing his muzzle at the cool feeling of the stiff breeze against his face. Leaving his pack to the side, he stepped out from under the Canopy and set off into the woods, off the usual path and towards the trees. Antero tended to have a good sense of direction, plus he'd lived here all his life-- a quick stroll wouldn't hurt.

Antero wasn't sure what had compelled him to go in that particular direction on that day, yet it was as if every fibre of his being told him to take a walk-- and so he did. He moved slowly yet surely through the trees, bare hands grazing against the harsh bark of each tree he passed, thumbing their mottled, ridged surfaces. Some of these trees were old, but the odd one or two had only grown in the past handful of years-- fruits of his own labours, for he'd planted a few seeds once upon a time as a kid. He liked to feel the trunks of each tree as if he could envision their lives from a single touch. Antero was very much a man of nature, and he would have loved nothing more than to strip himself of his clothes and go running through the forest naked, thoroughly enthralled in nature-- he had done so in the past, but the chill of the spring morning tempted him to keep his clothes on, at least today. As for whether that would change, he didn't know.

As he walked, his attentive canine ears picked up on a strange noise that had him pausing. Abrupt and peculiar sounds were no uncommon in amongst the wilds, but this one was distinctly different from the usual, and it wasn't just the sound either; his canine nose, sensitive to even the faintest of smells, picked up on the scent of something-- a mixture of heat and arousal, of mild sweat. It was a scent he would have attributed to his own masturbation, but obviously, he was fully clothed, which only meant one thing.

Raising his nose and breathing in the scent of the air, Antero began to walk, following what he believed to be the origin of the smell. Was it a perverted thing to do? Absolutely-- though he would never admit it out loud, Antero was trying to find the source for one reason only: to watch. It was no surprise to himself or to the people of Dolina that his work let him little time for romance, nor did he really have the right attitude for it despite his moderately appealing good looks. He didn't want to call himself a kissless virgin, but...it was a very accurate description of his love life; naturally, he wanted to take all the opportunities for sex he could find, even if it meant watching someone else. Luckily for him, that's just what he got...sort of.

Antero ground to a halt when he finally saw a figure between the dense, thick trees. Fully aware that the crunching of his shoes against the leaves below his feet would attract attention, the canine kept his distance and snuck behind a tree, watching from what was roughly 10 or 15 metres away. The tree was thick enough to hide his athletic frame, and he tilted his head slightly so that he could see the person through one eye, keeping the visibility of his body to a minimum. The sight shocked him-- not only because it was just one individual, but also because of what they were doing, and who exactly they were.

Pressed up against a tree some distance away was a young girl, about 11 or 12 if he had to guess- a rabbit, judging from her short black fur and tail, bearing startlingly contrasting large green ears, complete with long, equally as green hair. Her clothes lay strewn across the forest clearing, some of it hooked onto a nearby branch whilst the rest lay in amongst the dry leaves and dirt as if she didn't care for whether they got dirty or not. She stood naked with her legs apart, her chest up against the bark and her ass pushed out, a hand delved between her legs and wrapped around to the back from there. It didn't take a genius to see where that hand was touching, and the Finnish Spitz felt his mouth go dry as the admittedly distant sight of her fingers delved into and penetrating her own young mound.

Her arousal was obvious, but her vocal moans made it more known than her scent, which only a species like Antero could pick up on. The quiet noises of her plunging fingers, wet with her moisture bounced around the nearby trees and only just faintly reached the canine's ears, but he could clearly hear her moans, echoing through the forest as he fingered and stroked herself towards an inevitable conclusion. He could see her legs quivering and trembling, presumably from a mixture of pleasure and physical exertion, and her hips gyrating instinctively against her own digits, mildly humping them as she dexterously worked her fingers back and forth, jamming in a good 2 or 3 at a time.

For a pent-up, virgin man like Antero, this was quite the dream come true. Blood rapidly swelled to his loins and they tingled with desire at the sight of such a tight, young pussy being so fervently fingered and stroked, and he would have loved nothing more than to go and get a taste of it himself-- but he resisted the urge, both self-conscious and aware of his own shortcomings. Not to mention that, despite the fact he was perving on a young girl, she was still just that. The consequences irked him, and he didn't want to potentially impose or make her uncomfortable as a result. Perverted though he may be, Antero was a gentleman, and the thought of doing something non-consensual nauseated him.

Despite that, he couldn't help but reach down and idly grope his own crotch to the sight, the length of his cock quickly growing and pushing down the leghole of his pants, forming a prominent and obvious bulge as he watched the girl pull her fingers back and spread her budding lips, teasing the entrance with a finger as she trembled and gasped, her hand hanging low just out of view. She stuffed in only her middle finger and plunged all the way to the knuckle, squeezing her legs together and groaning out her pleasure as Antero huffed quietly to himself, rubbing his hand up and down his inner thigh, indirectly stroking his own cock.

Antero watched with bated breath as the girl stroked herself faster and faster, swapping from a single pistoning finger into two, mashing her palm against the top of her young pussy and stimulating the hidden clitoris beneath as her mouth lay agape and her large ears folded down against her head. Antero groaned under his breath at the sight, his cheeks flushed as he felt his loins aching, begging for release-- but suddenly, the girl stopped. She slid her hand back, exposing her wet entrance as she slowly raised her body and lifted her head, her emerald green hair falling around her shoulders.

"I know you're hiding there," She called out abruptly, making Antero's stomach do a flip as dread washed over him. "Come on out. Don't be shy..."

It felt like a trap, so for a brief few seconds that felt like they lasted minutes, Antero stayed still. When it became obvious that she wasn't going to leave until he revealed himself, Antero resigned to his fate and stepped out from behind the tree, awkwardly adjusting his nylon jacket and averting his gaze from her naked form. He felt...strangely 'put on the spot' by her sudden invitation, and even now as she looked over to him with a lidded gaze, he felt out-of-place, a sharp contrast to her naked, young features. He awkwardly began to approach but stopped when he was a good few metres away.

"Hey there." The rabbit smirked, pushing her ass back and wagging it to and fro, deliberately showing off and exposing her tight folds and bubbly young cheeks. Antero's gaze glanced down between her legs and he turned his head to the side, looking out into the trees instead. He's pretty sure that his erection was obvious, and the thought made him embarrassed.

"What's the matter, mister?" She teased, her tone enough to make his skin tingle. "It's okay. I can see that big, thick cock of yours, you know..."

Antero gulped nervously and glanced back to her, watching as she retreated from the tree and moved towards him, padding across the clearing completely naked. He looked her front up and down and admired her flat chest and the strange clover-shaped necklace that swung from her neck, but more than that he focused in on her budding mound, the moisture visible even from the couple-metre distance. She quickly closed the gap between them and pressed up against his clothed frame, her hand sliding down and pressing against the length of his erection through his pants. He shuddered and groaned under his breath, snapping his head up and trying not to look at her, vividly aware of both her age and how taboo the entire situation was.

To his surprise, he quickly felt her hands on the waistband of his thermal pants, tugging and sliding them over his manly hips to expose his boxers beneath, the tip of his cock poking out from the leghole. Instead of reaching for it, the rabbit girl tugged at the top of his underwear too, sliding it down and tracing her fingers along his lower stomach and pelvic region, where his vibrant orange fur lightened into something more akin to cream hues. She pulled the boxers lower and lower down until the head of his member was finally free from the waistband of his shorts, and Antero's thick, 9-inch humanoid cock bobbed up to a roughly horizontal position, lightly flexing and bouncing as his cock throbbed.

"Wow," The girl mumbled, immediately clasping both hands around his member and dragging them back and forth, watching as the foreskin bunched up near the tip and stretched down as she pushed down. "You've got a big cock, mister."

"O-Oh fuck..." Antero mumbled. This was hot-- insanely hot, even-- and he was already so desperate to cum. Her squeezing hands easily coaxing a few ample beads of pre-cum from the end of his cock and she scooped them with her palms, smearing the sticky substance around the head of his member and down the length as much as she could. The pre-cum began to dry rather quickly in the cold air, but the movement of her hands along his member and the sensual feeling of warm flesh sliding so easily along the head of his cock was to die for. He trembled on the spot, his arousal obvious. He was tempted to reach out and guide her mouth to his cock, but she abruptly pulled away, clearly having other plans.

The canine watched as the grey-furred girl bounded across the small clearing towards one of the large trees, where one of its thick branches had sagged and swung low to the ground. Without any regard for her safety, the girl hopped up on it and laid her stomach across the top of the branch, her feet dangling a good couple of inches off of the ground. She craned her head back and reached with her hand, clasping her ass and stretching her cheek to expose herself, her stumpy tail wiggling excitedly. He knew she was inviting him over, and his eagerness got the better of him-- he struggled to step out of his pants and left them on the ground as he quickly made his way over, cock swinging to and fro until he was lined up with her body. Thanks to the branch, she was the perfect height for him to enter her, and he laid the length of his humanoid cock across her cheeks, groaning with delight as he ground his hips and humped against her ass. She instinctively squeezed her cheeks together to help stimulate him and his hands went to her hands, palms and fingers tightly gripping to her flesh. 

"You wanna fuck me?" She asked, in a way he wasn't expecting from a girl her age. His mouth went dry as he parted his lips to speak, dragging his hips back until the head of his cock vaguely lined up with her exposed pussy. He smeared pre-cum against her entrance and felt the warm heat of her mound against his cock, making him shudder.

"Y-Yes." He murmured, pushed forwards and hissing through gritted teeth as he watched that young pussy stretch to accommodate his member, the lips spasming and adjusting as they swallowed up the thickest part of his head, grazing over the glans. He sighed and pushed forwards, feeling how delightfully tight and warm she was the deeper he went-- but more than that, she didn't whimper in discomfort or squeeze too hard, but she instead moaned and stretched her legs out, her little fluffy tail waggling and revealing her desire. He sunk lower and lower, already halfway embedded in her and still going as she hooked her ankles back against his legs, trying to pull him inwards. His fingers kneaded her ample flesh and his member vividly throbbed, spurting drop after drop of pre-cum as his virgin member desperately yearned for more. His hands grasped and spread her cheeks, looking down at her quivering, spasming button that clenched in time with her inner walls.

With a groan he pulled back, huffing under his breath as a tightness formed in his loins, already reminding him how close he was despite him only thrusting in once. He slid all the way back until he reached her entrance, still remaining inside her before he pushed again, sinking deeper than before as the rabbit gasped and her ears folded down, a heavy, needy groan escaping her lips.

"Oh fuck..." She moaned out as loud as she wanted, not caring for who hears. "You're so big. Just breed me...!"

Antero's stomach flipped and twisted at her words as he pulled back, his mouth agape as he plunged forwards again, his heavy balls swinging as his member wildly twitched over and over, stimulated by her milking cunt and his own impending orgasm. He knew that he would probably cum in another couple of thrusts, despite his desperation to hang on as long as possible. The young rabbit lifted her ass up and down on the branch, adjusting the angle of his cock and trying to get him to sink in further, but all it did was making him teeter closer to the inevitable precipice of his climax. His heavy groans were indication enough of that, but she didn't seem to care from what he could tell.

"Shit, shit...!" Antero felt himself tip over the point of no return and his body shuddered with the feeling of it as his pleasure rose and the tight knot inside of him became more and more intense. Desperate to get more out of this than a simple few thrusts, Antero pushed forwards forcefully, plunging himself deeper than before, almost all the way to the hilt before he yanked back and thrust again, making the young arch her back and cry out in a mixture of pleasure and surprise. The canine's balls swung subtly as they tucked up against his athletic frame and the man's tail wagged and swished as his orgasm suddenly rolled over him. He plunged, gripping her hips and pulling her back against his cock and his member throbbed and pulsed, spurting rope after rope of cum right into her tight young folds. He splattered her insides with his load and coated his own member in his seed, the fluid leaking out from her squeezing cunt and down his plump, twitching nuts. He groaned, his body relaxing as his grip on her loosened a little bit, and he leant over her, propping himself up with a hand on the branch as he relished the sensations of her milking inner walls. He never thought he'd lose his virginity this way, yet here we were-- he didn't regret a second of it.

From behind him, a twig snapped, and his ears instantly picked up the sound. Panic surged through his body as he looked over his shoulder to the source of the noise, and his blood ran cold at the sight of someone standing not too far away, peeking out from behind a tree-like he once did. It was another cub-- this one distinctly male given his shaggy pastel green hair and flat boyish features. A scarf sat wrapped around his neck and he bore a winter-style coat, coupled with long pants and bare canine-esque feet. His toothy muzzle and hidden eyes gave him a mysterious vibe, but Antero recognised him from the clover-shaped pin that had earned him his namesake: the problem child, Clover. Anyone who'd lived in Dolina knew of him, and of his peculiar relationship with a single man who lived outside of the town's perimeter.

"W...What are you doing here?" Antero pulled back instinctively and tried to cover himself, but the sight of his deed was obvious even to a child. His member, still hard and covered in a mixture of his own cum and the girl's arousal, could barely be hidden behind his frantic hands, and the rabbit girl made no effort to hide her used, oozing pussy. Clover moved out from behind the tree, his muzzle stretching into something of a grimace as he entered the small clearing, whipping off his scarf.

"Jade, really?" Clover spat, his tone filled with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "You had to get to him first? Here I was, waiting for my time to strike..."

"Not my fault you're too slow," Jade hummed, sliding from the branch and caring little for how the man's cum seeped down her inner thighs. "Besides, you have that cute little Keeshond boy. What's your problem?"

"Pff. I wanted something new, that's all. Now he's...sullied." Clover looked Antero up and down and grunted, making the canine feel strangely embarrassed. The rabbit, who he now knew as Jade, walked across the dirt and grass towards Antero and leant up against his side, reaching out to gingerly ply the canine's hands from his crotch so that he could show off his cock, still hard and aching.

"And you're telling me you don't want to try this?" Jade asked, her expression that of mock surprise. "No, wait. Of course you do. You're already taking your clothes off."

"Screw you, Jade. I'm horny." Clover childishly stuck out his tongue at her as he peeled off his coat and was already yanking down his pants, squirming and quickly attempting to undress completely before the moment's passed. Antero watched with wide eyes as the cub revealing his lithe frame and little bouncing sheath, further confirming that he was a boy before he approached Antero's bottomless body. Clover glared over at jade before clasping the hard cock in his hands, smearing his fingers all around the sticky, cum-soaked length. Antero groaned quietly under his breath, vividly aware of how good it felt.

"Damn, you're bigger than Yoren," Clover murmured. "You wanna eat my ass?"

"I...W-What?" Antero stuttered, and a grin spread across Clover's face-- he looked almost amused by the man's response. The canine watched as Clover retreated and stepped towards a nearby tree, bending over and grasping one cheek with a hand, exposing the delicate pink asshole hidden beneath. Antero had heard enough rumours to know exactly what Clover was notorious for-- this was one of them. Casting a glance at Jade, Antero moved closer and hesitated, before squatting down on his heels, teetering in his boots as he reached up to grab the fox's ass and spread his cheeks wide. Clover's ass was bubbly and strangely thick for a boy his age, but Antero found it almost a little exhilarating to grab and squish beneath his fingers, the malleable flesh bending to his touch with ease. He'd come too far to back out now-- despite his better judgement and apprehensiveness to rim a strange, he pushed his head forwards, wedging his muzzle in between the boy's cheeks.

Clover groaned and pushed his plump behind back against the canine's mouth as Antero pressed his tongue directly against the fox's pucker, feeling it spasm and twitch under his assault. It was strangely alluring to eat out the boy's ass, especially when he hadn't even considered doing anything of the sort before that day-- hell, he wasn't even really into guys, or at least didn't think he was. Yet, he much as much effort into rimming the cub's tight little asshole as he did fucking Jade earlier, his tongue pressing and threatening to penetrate at any moment. He licked from the bottom to the top as Clover huffed under his breath, moaning his approval and swishing his tail to and fro.

"Yeah, that's it...get me nice and lubed up." Clover demanded, wiggling his ass left and right as Antero pushed his tongue forwards, piercing the cub's ring and sinking his fleshy appendage inside. He flicked around and explored as his cock hung between his legs at full mast, aching for a taste of what was soon to come. Antero groaned in his throat as his hands massaged the ass whilst his tongue did most of the work, feeling each and every inch of the spasming inner walls clamp down around his tongue, squeezing like a vice.

Eventually, Antero pulled back-- his jaw was beginning the ache from rimming so hard, and he was too pent up to keep doing it for long. Leaning back, Antero teetered on his heels before sitting on his ass against the cold ground, and he watched as Clover turned on the spot and stepped over him, planting his feet on either side of the man's body. He lowered himself down, buckling his knees and settling himself upon them as he lined his body up with Antero's large cock, wedging the head between his bubbly cheeks. Antero could feel the vague stickiness of his cock sliding up against the cub's spit-covered ring, and all it took with a little adjustment from Clover for the ring to stretch and accommodate his cock with what felt like no effort at all. It was wholly different from fucking a pussy-- tight and strangely warmer than Jade's moist folds, but he wasn't about to complain: at that moment, he was too horny to care about what kind of hole it was.

Groaning from between barely-parted lips, Antero leant back and propped himself up with his hands as Clover sunk lower and lower, his insides clamped and periodically squeezing as he adjusted to the thick, 9-inch length. Jade grew impatient from watching their little performance and suddenly appeared beside Antero, hiking her leg up and stepping over his head. Her short height forced Antero to lean back even more so that she could amply stand over him, and he soon found his muzzle pressed firmly up to her pussy, enough for him to easily taste and smell his own cum.

"I might as well have some fun too." She insisted, her knees wobbling as she pushed her hips down, encouraging Antero to lick and taste her. The canine hesitated, but in the end, his lust and desire were too much-- he parted his muzzle and stuck out his tongue, recoiling briefly at the salty taste of his own load before he began to lick, the neutral taste of her arousal mixing in with his own nut. All the while, Clover sunk down until he hilted with the man's pelvis, his own little member, knotted in appearance, twitching mere inches from Antero's bent stomach. The boy raised himself up and Antero's cock throbbed powerfully as he felt Clover squeeze tightly with his withdrawal, before the cub plunged down, slowly easing into an accommodating rhythm of bounces, his young ass jiggling with each dip of his hips. His eager movements had Antero huffing hot, panting breaths against the needy cunt above him, his mind hazy and foggy with desire.

Antero wanted to say that he would last longer that time, but the reality was that each new experience was as hot as the last, and for a newly deflowered virgin who was new to the whole feeling of sex, it was easy to get him riled up. The rhythmic squeezing of the boy's ass around his cock, stroking all 9 inches of his length with each fall and rise was steadily yet rapidly bringing him closer to another orgasm, encouraged by the sensual scent of arousal that filled his nostrils thanks to the gyrating girl above him. Jade rolled her hips fervently against his mouth as he did his best to lap like the dog he was, whimpering under his breath with every harsh taste of salty cum. 

He began to squirm, though it seemed unfitting for his age, and Clover pushed down and deliberately rolled his hips to knead and milk all of his length, the fox reaching down to stroke his stomach where he could feel the bulge of the length inside him. The man's heels scuffed against the floor and his toes curled within his shoes, his chest beginning to heave and his mouth hanging agape despite his eager licking.

A sudden warm wetness dotted Antero's front, and he didn't need to look to know it was the cub orgasming-- his tight, spasming insides were indication enough, and that rhythmic clamping was enough to send him over the edge. Antero pushed his hips up, his balls jiggling and swaying as he gave in to his instincts. It didn't take long to coax another orgasm out of him, and he quickly settled down not too long after he began his thrusts, groaning and stretching his legs out as his cock pumped spurt after spurt into Clover's behind. All the while, his tongue flicked and dragged across Jade's entrance-- he couldn't be sure if she had climaxed or not, but at some point or another she had tasted considerably wetter than before, but she was less than vocal about it. Regardless, he continued even long after his orgasm as Clover settled on his lap.

Jade eventually pulled away, sliding backwards until she was away from the man's mouth. Antero shifted to sit a little more upright and felt his cheeks grow flushed at the sight of the gyrating boy on his lip, idly kneading the man's member that was still inside him as Jade leant up against the nearby tree, admiring the sight of them.

"Don't keep him all to yourself," Jade insisted "I want another turn-- I don't feel even close to done."

"Wait your turn," Clover argued, throwing a glance over his shoulder. "I'm not done yet."

Antero had a feeling there'd be a lot more in store with the two of them, both in the near future and beyond.