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Oliver felt his cheeks grow warm as he remembered the feel of the stud's seed in his mouth.\n\nThe young boy thought back to the feeling of the first spurt on his face and tongue, the next 4 four shots found their mark, covering his tongue and filling his maw. The sixth and final shot went straight into the back of his throat. The sensation was overwhelming, the taste of the stud's seed was salty with a sweetness that lingered. Oliver could still taste that sweetness as he lay in bed. The flavor was good, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction he got from being convinced he was special.\n\nTomorrow, the bull had promised him something even more special. He was going to let Oliver suck on his manhood. Oliver's heart raced at the thought. He didn't know what that would feel like, but the way the stud talked about it made him tingle all over. Would sucking the bull's manhood mean he could take his seed again? Would it be enough to keep the bull coming back for more? The fear of abandonment that had been a constant companion as far back as he could remember, gnawing at the edges of his happiness.\n\nOliver tossed and turned in his bed, trying to find a comfortable position. His mind kept going back to the bull and their conversation. He knew he would eventually have to take seed the proper way, but he still wondered how two boys could breed without a girl. He didn't know what fucking was, but he knew he wanted to be ready for it. The bull had said his first time getting fucked would be important. He wished he could ask his mother about it, but he couldn't risk her finding out their secret.\n\nAs he lay there, lost in thought, a sudden realization washed over Oliver. He knew how he could find out more about breeding. His mother had a few books about it in her bedside table. She had said that they were only meant for girls, but they might have some information that would help him understand what the bull meant. He decided to sneak out of bed and search through her things.\n\nOlivers mom was still downstairs, she must have fallen asleep in front of the TV again. The house was silent, save for the soft hum of the fridge. Oliver crept down the hallway and carefully made his way over to her room. His breath quickened as he rifled through her books. She said he would be grounded for life if she found out he'd been in her nightstand. But he had to know. He wanted to learn how to make the bull proud.\n\nHe pulled out a small, red leather-bound book, its spine cracked from use. It was called \"A Breeders' Guide to Pleasuring Your Mate\" and it seemed to be written specifically for females. Oliver bit his lip nervously, and tucked the book under his arm before hurrying back to his bedroom. He shut the door quietly and climbed back into bed, hiding the book under his pillow. He lay there, his heart pounding in anticipation, as he flipped open the book and began to read.\n\nThe first few pages were about what it meant to be a female breeder, and how to make a male happy. Oliver saw photos of naked women with their male partners, and he felt a twinge of embarrassment. He wondered if his mother had ever done those things with men before. The book went on to explain the different positions for breeding, and how a male's anatomy worked.\n\nAs Oliver read, he learned that the bull's \"cock\" was just another common name for his private parts. He understood now why the bull had been so proud of it when he showed it to him. The bull was more handsome and well-built than any other male Oliver had ever seen, and his cock was much larger and more impressive than the ones in the book.\n\nThe bull had also used the word \"fucking\" to describe the proper way to take a studs seed. The guide explained that for a male to breed, he had to insert his cock into the female's vagina, which was called \"taking her.\" The book used the term \"fucking\" as a different word for this act, just as the bull had. Oliver couldn't help but feel envious as he read about the different ways females could pleasure their mates. He wished he could do something similar for the bull. The guide even had diagrams showing the different positions for fucking, but they all featured females. Oliver was confused, because he didn't have a pussy like that. How was the bull supposed to fuck him?\n\nTears began to develop in Oliver's eyes as he read on, he realized that he must have misunderstood something the bull had said. Maybe he didn't mean for Oliver to be a girl like the females in the book. Perhaps he meant something else entirely. Oliver wiped his face and continued reading, searching for any mention of males breeding other males.\n\nHe flipped through the pages, growing more and more frantic as he didn't find anything. Finally, he came across a section titled \"Safe Sex for Females,\" and his heart sank. The last few pages of the book were dedicated to sex with females too. His eyes found a diagram at the bottom of the page, showing a male horse, sticking his penis into a female fox's bum. The caption read, \"Anal sex is an alternative way for females to please their mates.\" Thats it, he thought. The book didn't have anything about how a boy could be bred. He was doomed.\n\nOliver tossed the book aside in frustration, tears streaming down his face. He buried his head in his pillow, sobbing quietly so as not to wake his mother. He knew the bull would eventually leave him. After all, he couldn't give the bull release and take his seed properly. It wasn't fair; why did he have to be different? God gave him a body that was soft and curvy like a female's, but without the right parts to truly satisfy a stud like X. He drifted off to sleep, his heart heavy with despair.\n\nThe next morning, Oliver awoke to the smell of bacon frying and his mother humming softly in the kitchen. He forced himself out of bed, feeling even more miserable than before. As he padded into the kitchen, his mother turned to face him, a concerned expression on her face. \"Oliver, sweetie,\" she said gently, \"what's wrong? You look like you've been crying...\"\n\nOliver hesitated for a moment, unsure how to explain his feelings. He took a deep breath and blurted out, \"Why are girls so different than boys, Mom? I mean, why cant we all be the same!\" His mother's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and she sat down at the kitchen table, motioning for him to join her.\n\n\"Well, sweetie,\" she began, trying to choose her words carefully, \"girls and boys are different in some ways, yes. But, we share more similarities than you think. You see, both boys and girls have certain parts of their body that are used for going to the bathroom, and other parts that are used for making babies. \"The main difference is that boys have a penis, which they use to pee out of, and also to release their seed. Girls have a vagina, which they use to pee out of, and also to have babies. But, both boys and girls have a bum, and that's where they poop from. So, even though we may have different private parts, we're really not so different after all.\"\n\nOliver listened intently to his mother's explanation. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he realized that perhaps he wasn't so different after all. \"So, even though I don't have a vagina, I can still be like a girl in some ways?\" he asked tentatively. His mother smiled warmly and nodded. Lisa didn't understand why her son was so interested in being like a girl, but he was at the age where everything was a big mystery, and she was just happy that he was feeling better about himself.\n\nOliver pulled his chair back from the table and darted back upstairs, his heart pounding with excitement. He retrieved the book on sex from his bedside table and frantically flipped through the pages until he reached that final section on anal sex. He felt a surge of hope well up inside him. Oliver never thought to imagine himself as the female, but now he knew that he wasn't so different after all.\n\nHe read the section carefully, taking in every detail. It dawned on him that he had been so fixated on being different than the females in the book, that he had overlooked the possibility that his own body could be used for breeding in a similar way. His bum, which he had always thought of as a source of teasing from the other kids at school, could actually be the key to his future with X.\n\nYes, he could have anal sex... just like the girls in the book! This was a revelation. He was going to get fucked in the bum by the bull. It was the proper way to take his seed. He would prove to the bull that he had what it takes to keep him around.\n\nOliver's mind raced with questions and fears. Would taking the bull in his bum even feel good? Would it hurt? The book had mentioned that it could be very pleasurable, but it had also talked about the need for lubrication and preparation.\n\nOliver continued to read the guide intently. The first step was to lubricate his butthole, he didn't know where to get lube, but the guide mentioned vaseline, which he had seen in their medicine cabinet. He took a deep breath and made a quick decision, running to the bathroom before his mother could question his sudden enthusiasm.\n\nHis heart pounding, Oliver found the jar of vaseline and returned to his room. He laid the book out on his bed and took off his tight red shorts, his plump rump bouncing slightly as he did so. He smeared some on his finger and gingerly slipped it into his anus, wincing as it stretched the tight muscle. It felt... odd, but not unpleasant. He could get used to this.\n\nHe spent the next hour fingering his bum, starting with one fingertip and gradually getting more in. It was a slow process, but he was determined to make himself ready for the bull. He imagined that the bull would be much larger than his fingers, and he needed to be prepared for that. Following the books instructions, he practiced relaxing his muscles and letting the intrusion in. He pushed a little deeper, feeling the muscles stretch and give way. It was an odd sensation, but he was beginning to enjoy it. Eventually, he was able to get three fingers in his ass without too much discomfort. His hole started to feel warm and numb. It was a good sign.\n\nThe room grew darker as the sun set outside, and Oliver realized that he had been lost in his thoughts and preparations for hours. Through his daze, he heard his mother call up to him. He snapped out of it and pulled his tight little shorts back over his plump cheeks, tucking them under his tail with trembling hands. His hole felt sore and stretched, he wiped up the excess vaseline and hid everything under his bed.\n\n\"Yes, mom?\" he called back, trying to sound normal.\n\nHis mother softly knocked on the door and came into the room. She was wearing her favorite purple robe. \"Oh, Oliver, you're still awake. I was just coming to tuck you in. do you need anything before I start my movie downstairs?\" She asked, her concerned eyes scanning his face.\n\nOliver forced a weak smile, trying to hide the fact that he was still feeling the aftereffects of his encounter with the toy sword. \"No, mom. I'm fine. Just a little tired, I guess.\" He lied, feeling guilty for the lie but knowing he couldn't reveal his secret.\n\nHis mother nodded understandingly and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. \"Alright, sweetie. Sleep tight. I'll be downstairs if you need anything.\" With that, she left the room, closing the door behind her.\n\nAs soon as the door was shut, Oliver climbed out of bed in silence, his movements hushed and hurried. It was a cool summer night, and the moon hung low in the sky, casting a beautiful blue glow over the meadow behind the house.\n\nOliver hurried through the darkness, his heart racing with anticipation. He had so many questions to ask the bull. The events of the previous night had left him feeling both exhilarated and confused. He had to return to the barn to seek clarity. As he neared the old red building, he could already smell the earthy scent of hay and the musky odor of The Bull. His breath came faster, and his chest tightened with excitement.\n\nThe bull was waiting for him, as he had promised. The creature stood proudly in the center of the barn, its massive frame silhouetted against the moonlight. Oliver approached it cautiously, his ears flat against his head in submission. The bull snorted softly, \"you had me worried there, princess.\"\n\nOliver's heart skipped a beat, \"Sorry Mister... I was uhh... helping my mom with something...\" He stammered, not quite sure how to explain his absence. The bull looked him over, a knowing glint in his eye. \"Damn... look at you, boy... excited to see your Stud again?\" X grinned deviously, his deep voice rumbling through the quiet night.\n\n\"Mmmm... my balls are full for you tonight, kiddo\" X said, adjusting the bulge in his shorts. Oliver couldn't help but look. \"Do you know what that means?\" The bull's voice was playful, but there was an underlying seriousness to it that made Oliver's stomach flip.\n\nOliver nodded, trying to keep his voice steady. \"It means I have to... take your seed again, right Mister?\" He asked, hoping he understood correctly. The bull chuckled, his chest rumbling. \"Very good, kiddo. You're a quick learner.\" He stepped closer to Oliver, his warm breath tickling the otter's ears. \"But tonight, you get to suck it out of me...\"\n\nX leaned down, his massive hand gently cupping Oliver's chin. \"You're a special boy, Oliver. And for being so special, I'm going to give you a very special reward.\" His voice was low and thick with promise, and Oliver's eyes lit up with excitement. \"not many young boys get to do what I'm about to let you do...\"\n\nThe bull took a step back, eyeing the otter's slender body. His fur was smooth and soft under the moonlight, and his midriff was exposed, showing the beginnings of muscle definition from his daily chores. \"Take off your top,\" X instructed, his eyes never leaving Oliver's.\n\nOliver's hands trembled as he reached for the hem of his orange cropped sweater. He felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as he pulled it over his head, revealing his bare chest. His fur was even softer than the bull had imagined, and his small, perky nipples stood at attention. The sight of Oliver's vulnerability made X's cock throb in his pants.\n\n\"Nice n' slow, kiddo\" X instructed, his voice like gravel. Oliver obeyed, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment. He had never felt so exposed before, \"Mister... I don't know if...\" His voice trailed off as the bull's hand reached out to cup his cheek. The warmth of X's touch sent a jolt through him, silencing his protests.\n\nThe bull stepped closer, his presence towering over the young otter. \"Turn around,\" he said gently, his thumb tracing the line of Oliver's jaw. Oliver complied, his tail swishing nervously as he faced the barn wall. He felt the bull's hands on his waist, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of his tight red shorts. The bull's breath was hot and heavy on the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.\n\n\"You're such a pretty little thing, Oliver,\" X murmured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate in Oliver's very core. Oliver felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as the bull's hands slid down to the back of his shorts. The fabric was pulled down, revealing his plump, rounded cheeks and the cleft between them. The cool night air hit his bare skin, making him quiver.\n\n\"That's much better, the bull said. \"Just the way I want you, Princess.\" The older male gave his ass a smack, the sound echoing through the barn. Oliver yelped and felt his face flush even hotter, but he didn't move away. The smack had been surprisingly gentle, almost affectionate, and it sent a thrill through him that he didn't quite understand.\n\nOliver turned around, his hands instinctively moving to cover his small, untouched genitals. His cock remained tiny and soft, not unlike the delicate bud of a flower, a stark contrast to the proud, powerful member that swung between X's legs. The bull's gaze took in the sight of the otter's bare chest, his round belly, and the small mound of fur that surrounded his sex. Despite his innocence, Oliver couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment at his lack of masculine development.\n\nHe looked up at X, who was smiling down at him, his teeth gleaming in the moonlight. \"Ready to make me happy?\" X asked, his voice gruff but with a hint of affection. Oliver nodded, feeling a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. He knew he had to do this if he wanted to keep the bull's attention.\n\n\"Shy little thing, aren't you?\" X chuckled, his deep voice resonating through the barn. \"You're going to have to move those paws if you wanna get at whats in my shorts,\" he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Oliver blushed, his heart racing as he slowly lowered his hands to his sides. He knew what was expected of him now.\n\nHe took a step closer to the bull, his knees bending slightly as he approached. His eyes remained fixed on the ground, unable to meet X's gaze. \"C'mere, princess,\" X beckoned, his voice a gentle command. Oliver took a deep breath and stepped closer, his heart pounding in his chest. \"On your knees,\" the bull instructed, his voice softer now. The otter boy obeyed, dropping to his knees before the towering creature. \"Good boy... now, undo my belt,\" X said, his voice thick with desire.\n\nOliver's small, trembling hands reached for the bull's waist, his eyes glued to the task at hand. The leather belt was warm from X's body heat, and Oliver could feel the bull's excitement pressing against his stomach. He fumbled with the buckle, his pulse racing as he managed to unclasp it. The sound echoed in the quiet barn, and X's cock twitched in anticipation. \"Thats it... now the button,\" X coached. Oliver's nimble fingers found the button and slipped it through the loop with surprising ease.\n\nBefore Oliver could get to the zipper, X interrupted, \"You like unwrapping your gift?\" Oliver looked up, making eye contact with the stud. The bull's gaze was intense, filled with a mix of hunger and affection that made the young otter's heart flutter. He nodded shyly, his eyes flickering back down to the bull's zipper, the last obstacle between him and his newfound purpose.\n\n\"Yeah, you do,\" X teased, his deep voice sending a thrill through Oliver's body. The bull looked down at the otter with a knowing smirk, his eyes gleaming with amusement. \"What are you about to do, Princess?\"\n\nOliver looked back up at the stud, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. He took a deep breath, his voice a whisper, \"I...I'm going to... suck on it.\" He could feel his face growing warmer with each word, but there was a strange sense of excitement that overpowered his shyness.\n\nThe bull's eyes grew dark with lust, and he nodded approvingly. \"Thats right, kiddo,\" he murmured, his hand moving to gently stroke Oliver's head, guiding him closer. \"Go on... take it out,\" he instructed, his voice a low growl.\n\nWith a final tug, it came undone, and the zipper followed suit. The bull's hard length sprang free, slapping against the boy's cheek. Oliver gulped, \"d... do I really belong to you now, Mister?\" His voice trembled slightly as he spoke. The bull smiled down on the boy kneeling before him, \"Oh, yes, Princess. My seed is inside of you,\" he said with pride, \"but there's more where that came from.\" Oliver reached up and cupped one of the bull's massive balls in his hand, feeling the warm, heavy weight of it. \"Are you going to put more in me now?\" the pup asked tentatively.\n\nX's smile grew wider, \"Only if you're willing to work for it,\" he said, grasping his shaft and stroking it steadily. \"Eager for my seed, aren't you, pup?\" The bull's voice was thick with lust as he watched Oliver's eyes widen at the sight of his cock. The otter nodded eagerly, his heart racing at the thought of pleasing the stud.\n\nWith a firm grip, X lifted his shaft upward, displaying the black velvet sac beneath it. \"Taste them, Princess...\" he said gruffly, \"Taste what you belong to now.\" The weight of the bull's balls was surprising to the young otter, and he found himself drawn to the warm, musky scent that filled the space between them. He leaned in, his small tongue darting out to tentatively touch the sensitive flesh.\n\nAs Oliver's tongue made contact, X let out a soft grunt of pleasure. Encouraged, the otter began to lick the bull's balls in earnest, his tongue swirling and lapping at the heavy orbs. The taste was foreign to him, but he found it intoxicating. The bull's hands rested on Oliver's head, guiding him, urging him to continue. \"That's it,\" X moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. \"Such a good boy...\"\n\nOliver felt a sense of pride swell in his chest at the bull's words. He had never felt so... wanted before. He continued to lick and suck, his tongue exploring every inch of the bull's sack, his nose pressed against the base of X's thick cock. The smell was overwhelming, but he didn't care. He was desperate to make the bull happy, to prove that he was worthy of his attention.\n\nX watched Oliver with a mix of amazement and lust. He had never seen such innocence and eagerness in a young one. His cock was rock hard, pulsing with every flick of the otter's tongue. He was in heaven, watching the young boy kneel before him, naked, worshiping his manhood.\n\nOliver felt familiar heat run through his body as he tasted his Stud's testicles. The young pup pulled away and locked eyes with X again. He opened his mouth wide, \"I'm r...ready mister, In my mouth... ill take it again\" he stammered, his voice quivering with anticipation.\n\nX chuckled, his deep voice rumbling through the barn, \"You want it, don't you, kiddo?\" He didn't wait for a response, instead he placed his cock at the entrance of Oliver's mouth, \"Open wide for your Stud,\" he said, gently pushing the tip of his cock into the waiting maw. Oliver felt the velvety head slide in, his tongue instinctively licking the shaft as it filled his mouth.\n\nThe bull's hand cupped the back of Oliver's head, guiding him closer. \"Now suck,\" he demanded, his voice thick with desire. Oliver's eyes grew wide with excitement as he closed his mouth around the tip of X's cock, feeling the warm, velvety skin against his tongue.\n\nX began to move Oliver's head back and forth, setting a rhythm that the young otter eagerly followed. His eyes fell on the base of the shaft as he sucked, completely focused on the task at hand. The feeling of the bull's cock sliding in and out of his mouth was strange but oddly satisfying. He felt like he was doing something important, something that made X happy, and that was all that mattered to him right now.\n\n\"Look at me, Oliver,\" X said firmly, his eyes boring into the otter. \"Eyes up here while you suck, Princess,\" he reminded, his voice a gentle command that Oliver couldn't resist. He obeyed, lifting his gaze to meet the bull's intense stare. The connection between them grew stronger with every stroke of Oliver's tongue.\n\nOliver reached out with to hold the stud's heavy balls again, feeling the weight of them in his palms. He knew they contained the precious seed that the bull would give him. \"Fuck... you're a natural.\" X's voice was thick with pleasure, his eyes never leaving the sight of Oliver's mouth around his cock.\n\nThe bull leaned against the barn wall, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Oliver's novice mouth worked magic on him. \"Fuck baby... I'm gonna give it to you,\" X groaned, biting his lower lip. The pleasure was intense, but it wasn't the physical sensation of the otter's mouth that was driving him wild. It was the willingness, the pure submission, that made his blood boil.\n\nOliver felt X's hand shift from the back of his head to the crown, his grip tightening. The pup looked up, his bright green eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. He knew what was coming. The bull's knuckles turned white as he started to hold the boy in place, ensuring that he wouldn't pull away as he was fed his stud's seed.\n\nWith a low grunt, X's balls pulled up tightly against his body, and Oliver felt the first pulse of warmth against the back of his throat. The bull's cock spasmed, and a hot torrent of cum shot into his mouth. He gagged slightly, but X held his head firm, keeping him in place as he continued to spurt his seed. The salty, thick liquid filled Oliver's mouth, and he had to swallow quickly to keep up with the flow. His eyes watered, but he didn't pull away. He had wanted this, anything to keep the bull interested in him, to make him feel important.\n\n\"Swallow it, boy,\" X grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. X continued to pump his seed into the young otter's mouth, watching as the boy struggled to swallow each hot load.\n\nOliver did as he was told, his throat working overtime to keep up with the bull's orgasm. The taste was overwhelming, but he didn't dare spit it out. He felt a strange mix of pride and submission as he serviced X, his eyes never leaving the bull's intense gaze. His chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath between gulps. He could feel the stud's cock beginning to soften in his mouth, and he knew it was time to stop. As the flow of cum began to slow, X finally released Oliver's head, allowing him to pull back.\n\n\"That's it, Princess... Swallow it all,\" the bull instructed, his voice still thick with arousal. Oliver nodded, his cheeks bulging with the bull's seed. He took a deep breath and swallowed, feeling the warmth of X's essence slide down his throat. He couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment at his ability to take it all, his eyes never leaving the bull's proud, satisfied expression.\n\n\"You're a lucky little boy, Oliver,\" X said, his voice low and gruff as he watched the otter's throat work. His cock was still hard, his need for Oliver not fully satiated. \"Most kids your age are playing with toys, but here you are, servicing a stud.\" Oliver felt a warm glow spread through his chest at the words, feeling more special than ever before.\n\n\"Thank you, Mister,\" Oliver replied, his voice a little hoarse from the effort. He looked up at the bull with wide, adoring eyes, feeling a strange sense of belonging. The bull's hand moved to stroke his cheek, his thumb gently tracing the line of Oliver's jaw. The stud's expression softened as he watched Oliver lick his lips, savouring the taste of his seed. \"You're welcome, Princess,\" he murmured, reaching down to stroke the young otter's cheek. \"and you didn't waste a single drop.\"\n\nOliver smiled up at the bull, feeling a sense of belonging and acceptance that he hadn't experienced before \"You said your seed is precious... and I cant let it go to waste. I like the way it feels in my tummy... Thank you for teaching me, Mister,\" he said sincerely. The bull's eyes darkened as he listened to the young otter speak, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire stir within him again.\n\n\"When are you going to teach me how to take your seed the proper way?\" Oliver's voice was filled with eagerness, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he looked up at X. \"I've been reading,\" he admitted, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. \"I know I don't have a pussy, but you can still make me take your seed in my bum!\"\n\n\"Is that so?\" X's smile grew even wider as he reached down to cop a feel of the otter boy's ass. His thick, calloused fingers gently squeezed Oliver's plump cheeks, feeling the firmness beneath the soft fur. \"In here? The bull quizzed, his voice filled with a hint of challenge.\n\nThe bull's massive hands explored Oliver's plump ass and hips with a sense of wonder, his rough fingertips tracing the soft fur and firm flesh beneath.\n\nHe couldn't believe the development of this young otter, noting the surprisingly broad hips and thick thighs that spoke of a potential to bear his seed well. The roundness of Oliver's ass was almost spherical, begging for his touch, his claim. X felt his own arousal growing again, his cock still thick and hard.\n\nOliver noticed the bull's renewed interest in his body. \"Mister... your thingy is hard again,\" he observed, his voice trembling slightly.\n\n\"It's called a cock, kiddo,\" he said, his hands cupping the boys cheeks \"And this... this is what makes it hard \" he said, spreading Oliver's cheeks apart. The cool air of the barn hit the young otter's tight little hole, causing him to gasp. Oliver's face grew hot with embarrassment as X's fingertips began to trace the edges of his anus, feeling the tight muscle quiver beneath his touch.\n\n\"Look at that sweet little prize,\" X murmured, his voice a mix of lust and affection. \"This is what every Stud is after, Princess\" he said, tapping Oliver's tight little hole with his finger. \"But you're still too tight to have a stud like me take you properly.\" The young boys eyes fell to the floor, feeling ashamed.\n\nThe bull bent down, his face level with Oliver's, \"Look at it, Oliver,\" he said, his voice a gentle command. \"your body was meant for this right here\". The young otter took in the sight of X's hard, \npulsing cock, the moonlight glinting off the slick head. The bull's hand was wrapped around the base, holding it steady as he waggled it in front of the otter's face. He couldn't help but feel a strange attraction to it, his curiosity piqued.\n\n\"W-what do I do now?\" Oliver stuttered, his eyes wide and full of innocence. The bull exhailed, his breath hot against Oliver's cheek as he leaned in, his nose nuzzling the otter's neck, inhaling his scent.\n\n\"Just relax for me, boy\" X said soothingly, his voice a gentle rumble. He stepped back, spitting into his hand before he brought it down to Oliver's tight, untouched hole. The young otter's eyes widened as he felt the bull's spit-slicked finger touch him there, the sensation made his fur stand on end.\n\nAs the stud's finger worked its way inside, Oliver let out a soft moan, his body relaxing into the sensation. \"I ... feel.... full...\" he whispered, looking up at the bull with a mixture of surprise and desire. The Stud smiled down at him, pleased with the young otter's response. He began pressing his finger deeper, stretching Oliver's tight anal muscles. \"You aint seen nothin yet, kid\"\n\nOliver bit his lip, feeling the stretch but welcoming the intrusion. He was eager to please the bull and prove that he was ready for more. \"Please, mister,\" he whispered, his voice shaking with need. \"teach me how...\" The bull's finger continued it's relentless dance inside Oliver's ass, stretching and filling him.\n\nWith each thrust of his finger, the Stud watched as Oliver's body responded, his back arching and his breath hitching. It was clear that the young otter was taking to this new sensation with surprising eagerness. The Stud withdrew his finger and then pressed it back inside, this time deeper, harder. Oliver cried out, his body tensing as he felt the bull's fingers brush against something deep within him.\n\n\"Ahh... mister...\" Oliver gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head. He was close, so close to something he'd never experienced before. The Stud could feel the heat radiating off of Oliver's body, and he knew that the young otter was close to climaxing. He decided to push him over the edge.\n\nWith a gentle nudge, the bull pressed his knuckles against Oliver's prostate, triggering the cubs first ever orgasm. The young otter arched his back, letting out a long, low moan that vibrated through his entire body. His insides clenched and released, the otters tiny cock was stiff as a board. \"aahhnnn.... mister...mmmmh\" he murmured. The bull smiled down at him, pleased with the young otter's response.\n\nAs Oliver's tremors began to subside, X withdrew his fingers, a smear of saliva on his knuckles. He looked down at the young otter, whose eyes were still glassy with lust. \"That was just my finger, pup,\" he said, his voice a low purr. \"Imagine what it would feel like to have my cock in you,\" he teased, watching the pup's expression shift from pleasure to wonder.\n\nOliver's mind raced as he contemplated the bull's words. His fingers felt so tiny compared to X's, but the sensation was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He had never had anything inside him, and the feeling of fullness was both strange and exhilarating. The warmth spreading from his core was unlike the gentle warmth of his mother's embrace; it was intense, almost burning, but in a way that made him crave more.\n\nOliver shuddered, his ears and tail twitching. \"I... I want..\" he whispered, his voice barely audible. But before he could finish his sentence, X's hand was on his shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. \"Not tonight, Princess\" X said, his voice a gentle rumble. \"Your little hole isn't ready for a male like me yet. But don't worry, we've got plenty of time.\" The bull's grip was firm, but comforting, grounding Oliver in reality.\n\n\"If you keep suckin' on my manhood like tonight, kiddo,\" X said, his voice deep and rich with promise, \"and I'll promise ya this,\" he leaned in, his hot breath tickling Oliver's ear, \"When you're ready, I'm gonna carry you up to your mother's room...\" He paused, his grip on Oliver's cheeks tightening ever so slightly, \"And I'll breed you right there,\" he whispered, his eyes darkening with desire, \"on the same bed you were conceived in.\"\n\nX noticed something stirring within himself. His cock continued to harden, he could feel the blood rushing to it, filling it with need. The thought of claiming the virgin boy's ass was intoxicating. He leaned down, pressing his lips against the young otter's ear. \"And when I finally breed you, Princess... I'm going to fill your ass full of my seed. And theres no one who can stop me. Not even your mother,\" *SMACK* X's hand connected with Oliver's plump ass cheek, the sound echoing through the barn.\n\nOliver trembled at the Stud's words, his own cock twitching in response. He wanted this, wanted the bull to take him and make him his. \"Please, mister,\" he whimpered, \"Pleah...\" The otter fell asleep, exhausted from his first every dry orgasm.\n\nX picked him up gently, carrying him over to a soft pile of hay in the corner of the barn. He laid him down, tucking him in with care. X did his best to fit his engorged cock back into his shorts. The bulge was obvious, but at least he was covered. He slipped out of the barn, making sure to close the door silently behind him. The night air was cold, but it felt good on his overheated skin. He hurried back to town, careful not to draw attention to himself.\n\nOnce he was safely back at the motel, he collapsed onto his bed, still hard and aching. The memory of Oliver's sweet, innocent mouth on him was all he could think about. His cock throbbed at the thought of the young otter's tight, untouched ass, begging to be filled with his seed. X couldn't help but think of the softness of Oliver's cock, which had remained flaccid even amidst the intense pleasure.\n\nHe stroked his cock gently, feeling the slickness of his own pre-cum coat his fur. His mind raced with images of Oliver's round, tight ass bouncing on his cock, begging for more. The innocence of the pup was like a drug, making him feel more alive than he had in years.\n\nOliver's whimpers and gasps echoed through X's mind, sending shivers down his spine. He knew that the otter was still too young, too innocent for what he had in mind. But the thought of being the one to introduce him to the raw, primal pleasure of sex with an older male was a temptation he couldn't resist. His cock remained rigid, demanding release, but X knew he had to be patient. The anticipation was part of the thrill.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"X & Olly 3
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As Oliver returned to his bedroom, the events in the barn replayed vividly in his mind. He couldn't help but wonder what it actually meant to belong to a stud. He had always dreamed of having a father figure in his life, and now he had one in the most unexpected way. His thoughts drifted to the bull's muscular body, the way his fur shone in the moonlight, and the overwhelming size of his manhood. Oliver felt his cheeks grow warm as he remembered the feel of the stud's seed in his mouth.
The young boy thought back to the feeling of the first spurt on his face and tongue, the next 4 four shots found their mark, covering his tongue and filling his maw. The sixth and final shot went straight into the back of his throat. The sensation was overwhelming, the taste of the stud's seed was salty with a sweetness that lingered. Oliver could still taste that sweetness as he lay in bed. The flavor was good, but it was nothing compared to the satisfaction he got from being convinced he was special.
Tomorrow, the bull had promised him something even more special. He was going to let Oliver suck on his manhood. Oliver's heart raced at the thought. He didn't know what that would feel like, but the way the stud talked about it made him tingle all over. Would sucking the bull's manhood mean he could take his seed again? Would it be enough to keep the bull coming back for more? The fear of abandonment that had been a constant companion as far back as he could remember, gnawing at the edges of his happiness.
Oliver tossed and turned in his bed, trying to find a comfortable position. His mind kept going back to the bull and their conversation. He knew he would eventually have to take seed the proper way, but he still wondered how two boys could breed without a girl. He didn't know what fucking was, but he knew he wanted to be ready for it. The bull had said his first time getting fucked would be important. He wished he could ask his mother about it, but he couldn't risk her finding out their secret.
As he lay there, lost in thought, a sudden realization washed over Oliver. He knew how he could find out more about breeding. His mother had a few books about it in her bedside table. She had said that they were only meant for girls, but they might have some information that would help him understand what the bull meant. He decided to sneak out of bed and search through her things.
Olivers mom was still downstairs, she must have fallen asleep in front of the TV again. The house was silent, save for the soft hum of the fridge. Oliver crept down the hallway and carefully made his way over to her room. His breath quickened as he rifled through her books. She said he would be grounded for life if she found out he'd been in her nightstand. But he had to know. He wanted to learn how to make the bull proud.
He pulled out a small, red leather-bound book, its spine cracked from use. It was called "A Breeders' Guide to Pleasuring Your Mate" and it seemed to be written specifically for females. Oliver bit his lip nervously, and tucked the book under his arm before hurrying back to his bedroom. He shut the door quietly and climbed back into bed, hiding the book under his pillow. He lay there, his heart pounding in anticipation, as he flipped open the book and began to read.
The first few pages were about what it meant to be a female breeder, and how to make a male happy. Oliver saw photos of naked women with their male partners, and he felt a twinge of embarrassment. He wondered if his mother had ever done those things with men before. The book went on to explain the different positions for breeding, and how a male's anatomy worked.
As Oliver read, he learned that the bull's "cock" was just another common name for his private parts. He understood now why the bull had been so proud of it when he showed it to him. The bull was more handsome and well-built than any other male Oliver had ever seen, and his cock was much larger and more impressive than the ones in the book.
The bull had also used the word "fucking" to describe the proper way to take a studs seed. The guide explained that for a male to breed, he had to insert his cock into the female's vagina, which was called "taking her." The book used the term "fucking" as a different word for this act, just as the bull had. Oliver couldn't help but feel envious as he read about the different ways females could pleasure their mates. He wished he could do something similar for the bull. The guide even had diagrams showing the different positions for fucking, but they all featured females. Oliver was confused, because he didn't have a pussy like that. How was the bull supposed to fuck him?
Tears began to develop in Oliver's eyes as he read on, he realized that he must have misunderstood something the bull had said. Maybe he didn't mean for Oliver to be a girl like the females in the book. Perhaps he meant something else entirely. Oliver wiped his face and continued reading, searching for any mention of males breeding other males.
He flipped through the pages, growing more and more frantic as he didn't find anything. Finally, he came across a section titled "Safe Sex for Females," and his heart sank. The last few pages of the book were dedicated to sex with females too. His eyes found a diagram at the bottom of the page, showing a male horse, sticking his penis into a female fox's bum. The caption read, "Anal sex is an alternative way for females to please their mates." Thats it, he thought. The book didn't have anything about how a boy could be bred. He was doomed.
Oliver tossed the book aside in frustration, tears streaming down his face. He buried his head in his pillow, sobbing quietly so as not to wake his mother. He knew the bull would eventually leave him. After all, he couldn't give the bull release and take his seed properly. It wasn't fair; why did he have to be different? God gave him a body that was soft and curvy like a female's, but without the right parts to truly satisfy a stud like X. He drifted off to sleep, his heart heavy with despair.
The next morning, Oliver awoke to the smell of bacon frying and his mother humming softly in the kitchen. He forced himself out of bed, feeling even more miserable than before. As he padded into the kitchen, his mother turned to face him, a concerned expression on her face. "Oliver, sweetie," she said gently, "what's wrong? You look like you've been crying..."
Oliver hesitated for a moment, unsure how to explain his feelings. He took a deep breath and blurted out, "Why are girls so different than boys, Mom? I mean, why cant we all be the same!" His mother's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and she sat down at the kitchen table, motioning for him to join her.
"Well, sweetie," she began, trying to choose her words carefully, "girls and boys are different in some ways, yes. But, we share more similarities than you think. You see, both boys and girls have certain parts of their body that are used for going to the bathroom, and other parts that are used for making babies. "The main difference is that boys have a penis, which they use to pee out of, and also to release their seed. Girls have a vagina, which they use to pee out of, and also to have babies. But, both boys and girls have a bum, and that's where they poop from. So, even though we may have different private parts, we're really not so different after all."
Oliver listened intently to his mother's explanation. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders as he realized that perhaps he wasn't so different after all. "So, even though I don't have a vagina, I can still be like a girl in some ways?" he asked tentatively. His mother smiled warmly and nodded. Lisa didn't understand why her son was so interested in being like a girl, but he was at the age where everything was a big mystery, and she was just happy that he was feeling better about himself.
Oliver pulled his chair back from the table and darted back upstairs, his heart pounding with excitement. He retrieved the book on sex from his bedside table and frantically flipped through the pages until he reached that final section on anal sex. He felt a surge of hope well up inside him. Oliver never thought to imagine himself as the female, but now he knew that he wasn't so different after all.
He read the section carefully, taking in every detail. It dawned on him that he had been so fixated on being different than the females in the book, that he had overlooked the possibility that his own body could be used for breeding in a similar way. His bum, which he had always thought of as a source of teasing from the other kids at school, could actually be the key to his future with X.
Yes, he could have anal sex... just like the girls in the book! This was a revelation. He was going to get fucked in the bum by the bull. It was the proper way to take his seed. He would prove to the bull that he had what it takes to keep him around.
Oliver's mind raced with questions and fears. Would taking the bull in his bum even feel good? Would it hurt? The book had mentioned that it could be very pleasurable, but it had also talked about the need for lubrication and preparation.
Oliver continued to read the guide intently. The first step was to lubricate his butthole, he didn't know where to get lube, but the guide mentioned vaseline, which he had seen in their medicine cabinet. He took a deep breath and made a quick decision, running to the bathroom before his mother could question his sudden enthusiasm.
His heart pounding, Oliver found the jar of vaseline and returned to his room. He laid the book out on his bed and took off his tight red shorts, his plump rump bouncing slightly as he did so. He smeared some on his finger and gingerly slipped it into his anus, wincing as it stretched the tight muscle. It felt... odd, but not unpleasant. He could get used to this.
He spent the next hour fingering his bum, starting with one fingertip and gradually getting more in. It was a slow process, but he was determined to make himself ready for the bull. He imagined that the bull would be much larger than his fingers, and he needed to be prepared for that. Following the books instructions, he practiced relaxing his muscles and letting the intrusion in. He pushed a little deeper, feeling the muscles stretch and give way. It was an odd sensation, but he was beginning to enjoy it. Eventually, he was able to get three fingers in his ass without too much discomfort. His hole started to feel warm and numb. It was a good sign.
The room grew darker as the sun set outside, and Oliver realized that he had been lost in his thoughts and preparations for hours. Through his daze, he heard his mother call up to him. He snapped out of it and pulled his tight little shorts back over his plump cheeks, tucking them under his tail with trembling hands. His hole felt sore and stretched, he wiped up the excess vaseline and hid everything under his bed.
"Yes, mom?" he called back, trying to sound normal.
His mother softly knocked on the door and came into the room. She was wearing her favorite purple robe. "Oh, Oliver, you're still awake. I was just coming to tuck you in. do you need anything before I start my movie downstairs?" She asked, her concerned eyes scanning his face.
Oliver forced a weak smile, trying to hide the fact that he was still feeling the aftereffects of his encounter with the toy sword. "No, mom. I'm fine. Just a little tired, I guess." He lied, feeling guilty for the lie but knowing he couldn't reveal his secret.
His mother nodded understandingly and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. "Alright, sweetie. Sleep tight. I'll be downstairs if you need anything." With that, she left the room, closing the door behind her.
As soon as the door was shut, Oliver climbed out of bed in silence, his movements hushed and hurried. It was a cool summer night, and the moon hung low in the sky, casting a beautiful blue glow over the meadow behind the house.
Oliver hurried through the darkness, his heart racing with anticipation. He had so many questions to ask the bull. The events of the previous night had left him feeling both exhilarated and confused. He had to return to the barn to seek clarity. As he neared the old red building, he could already smell the earthy scent of hay and the musky odor of The Bull. His breath came faster, and his chest tightened with excitement.
The bull was waiting for him, as he had promised. The creature stood proudly in the center of the barn, its massive frame silhouetted against the moonlight. Oliver approached it cautiously, his ears flat against his head in submission. The bull snorted softly, "you had me worried there, princess."
Oliver's heart skipped a beat, "Sorry Mister... I was uhh... helping my mom with something..." He stammered, not quite sure how to explain his absence. The bull looked him over, a knowing glint in his eye. "Damn... look at you, boy... excited to see your Stud again?" X grinned deviously, his deep voice rumbling through the quiet night.
"Mmmm... my balls are full for you tonight, kiddo" X said, adjusting the bulge in his shorts. Oliver couldn't help but look. "Do you know what that means?" The bull's voice was playful, but there was an underlying seriousness to it that made Oliver's stomach flip.
Oliver nodded, trying to keep his voice steady. "It means I have to... take your seed again, right Mister?" He asked, hoping he understood correctly. The bull chuckled, his chest rumbling. "Very good, kiddo. You're a quick learner." He stepped closer to Oliver, his warm breath tickling the otter's ears. "But tonight, you get to suck it out of me..."
X leaned down, his massive hand gently cupping Oliver's chin. "You're a special boy, Oliver. And for being so special, I'm going to give you a very special reward." His voice was low and thick with promise, and Oliver's eyes lit up with excitement. "not many young boys get to do what I'm about to let you do..."
The bull took a step back, eyeing the otter's slender body. His fur was smooth and soft under the moonlight, and his midriff was exposed, showing the beginnings of muscle definition from his daily chores. "Take off your top," X instructed, his eyes never leaving Oliver's.
Oliver's hands trembled as he reached for the hem of his orange cropped sweater. He felt a mix of excitement and nervousness as he pulled it over his head, revealing his bare chest. His fur was even softer than the bull had imagined, and his small, perky nipples stood at attention. The sight of Oliver's vulnerability made X's cock throb in his pants.
"Nice n' slow, kiddo" X instructed, his voice like gravel. Oliver obeyed, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment. He had never felt so exposed before, "Mister... I don't know if..." His voice trailed off as the bull's hand reached out to cup his cheek. The warmth of X's touch sent a jolt through him, silencing his protests.
The bull stepped closer, his presence towering over the young otter. "Turn around," he said gently, his thumb tracing the line of Oliver's jaw. Oliver complied, his tail swishing nervously as he faced the barn wall. He felt the bull's hands on his waist, his thumbs hooking into the waistband of his tight red shorts. The bull's breath was hot and heavy on the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.
"You're such a pretty little thing, Oliver," X murmured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate in Oliver's very core. Oliver felt a strange mix of fear and excitement as the bull's hands slid down to the back of his shorts. The fabric was pulled down, revealing his plump, rounded cheeks and the cleft between them. The cool night air hit his bare skin, making him quiver.
"That's much better, the bull said. "Just the way I want you, Princess." The older male gave his ass a smack, the sound echoing through the barn. Oliver yelped and felt his face flush even hotter, but he didn't move away. The smack had been surprisingly gentle, almost affectionate, and it sent a thrill through him that he didn't quite understand.
Oliver turned around, his hands instinctively moving to cover his small, untouched genitals. His cock remained tiny and soft, not unlike the delicate bud of a flower, a stark contrast to the proud, powerful member that swung between X's legs. The bull's gaze took in the sight of the otter's bare chest, his round belly, and the small mound of fur that surrounded his sex. Despite his innocence, Oliver couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment at his lack of masculine development.
He looked up at X, who was smiling down at him, his teeth gleaming in the moonlight. "Ready to make me happy?" X asked, his voice gruff but with a hint of affection. Oliver nodded, feeling a strange mix of excitement and nervousness. He knew he had to do this if he wanted to keep the bull's attention.
"Shy little thing, aren't you?" X chuckled, his deep voice resonating through the barn. "You're going to have to move those paws if you wanna get at whats in my shorts," he said, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Oliver blushed, his heart racing as he slowly lowered his hands to his sides. He knew what was expected of him now.
He took a step closer to the bull, his knees bending slightly as he approached. His eyes remained fixed on the ground, unable to meet X's gaze. "C'mere, princess," X beckoned, his voice a gentle command. Oliver took a deep breath and stepped closer, his heart pounding in his chest. "On your knees," the bull instructed, his voice softer now. The otter boy obeyed, dropping to his knees before the towering creature. "Good boy... now, undo my belt," X said, his voice thick with desire.
Oliver's small, trembling hands reached for the bull's waist, his eyes glued to the task at hand. The leather belt was warm from X's body heat, and Oliver could feel the bull's excitement pressing against his stomach. He fumbled with the buckle, his pulse racing as he managed to unclasp it. The sound echoed in the quiet barn, and X's cock twitched in anticipation. "Thats it... now the button," X coached. Oliver's nimble fingers found the button and slipped it through the loop with surprising ease.
Before Oliver could get to the zipper, X interrupted, "You like unwrapping your gift?" Oliver looked up, making eye contact with the stud. The bull's gaze was intense, filled with a mix of hunger and affection that made the young otter's heart flutter. He nodded shyly, his eyes flickering back down to the bull's zipper, the last obstacle between him and his newfound purpose.
"Yeah, you do," X teased, his deep voice sending a thrill through Oliver's body. The bull looked down at the otter with a knowing smirk, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "What are you about to do, Princess?"
Oliver looked back up at the stud, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. He took a deep breath, his voice a whisper, "I...I'm going to... suck on it." He could feel his face growing warmer with each word, but there was a strange sense of excitement that overpowered his shyness.
The bull's eyes grew dark with lust, and he nodded approvingly. "Thats right, kiddo," he murmured, his hand moving to gently stroke Oliver's head, guiding him closer. "Go on... take it out," he instructed, his voice a low growl.
With a final tug, it came undone, and the zipper followed suit. The bull's hard length sprang free, slapping against the boy's cheek. Oliver gulped, "d... do I really belong to you now, Mister?" His voice trembled slightly as he spoke. The bull smiled down on the boy kneeling before him, "Oh, yes, Princess. My seed is inside of you," he said with pride, "but there's more where that came from." Oliver reached up and cupped one of the bull's massive balls in his hand, feeling the warm, heavy weight of it. "Are you going to put more in me now?" the pup asked tentatively.
X's smile grew wider, "Only if you're willing to work for it," he said, grasping his shaft and stroking it steadily. "Eager for my seed, aren't you, pup?" The bull's voice was thick with lust as he watched Oliver's eyes widen at the sight of his cock. The otter nodded eagerly, his heart racing at the thought of pleasing the stud.
With a firm grip, X lifted his shaft upward, displaying the black velvet sac beneath it. "Taste them, Princess..." he said gruffly, "Taste what you belong to now." The weight of the bull's balls was surprising to the young otter, and he found himself drawn to the warm, musky scent that filled the space between them. He leaned in, his small tongue darting out to tentatively touch the sensitive flesh.
As Oliver's tongue made contact, X let out a soft grunt of pleasure. Encouraged, the otter began to lick the bull's balls in earnest, his tongue swirling and lapping at the heavy orbs. The taste was foreign to him, but he found it intoxicating. The bull's hands rested on Oliver's head, guiding him, urging him to continue. "That's it," X moaned, his voice strained with pleasure. "Such a good boy..."
Oliver felt a sense of pride swell in his chest at the bull's words. He had never felt so... wanted before. He continued to lick and suck, his tongue exploring every inch of the bull's sack, his nose pressed against the base of X's thick cock. The smell was overwhelming, but he didn't care. He was desperate to make the bull happy, to prove that he was worthy of his attention.
X watched Oliver with a mix of amazement and lust. He had never seen such innocence and eagerness in a young one. His cock was rock hard, pulsing with every flick of the otter's tongue. He was in heaven, watching the young boy kneel before him, naked, worshiping his manhood.
Oliver felt familiar heat run through his body as he tasted his Stud's testicles. The young pup pulled away and locked eyes with X again. He opened his mouth wide, "I'm r...ready mister, In my mouth... ill take it again" he stammered, his voice quivering with anticipation.
X chuckled, his deep voice rumbling through the barn, "You want it, don't you, kiddo?" He didn't wait for a response, instead he placed his cock at the entrance of Oliver's mouth, "Open wide for your Stud," he said, gently pushing the tip of his cock into the waiting maw. Oliver felt the velvety head slide in, his tongue instinctively licking the shaft as it filled his mouth.
The bull's hand cupped the back of Oliver's head, guiding him closer. "Now suck," he demanded, his voice thick with desire. Oliver's eyes grew wide with excitement as he closed his mouth around the tip of X's cock, feeling the warm, velvety skin against his tongue.
X began to move Oliver's head back and forth, setting a rhythm that the young otter eagerly followed. His eyes fell on the base of the shaft as he sucked, completely focused on the task at hand. The feeling of the bull's cock sliding in and out of his mouth was strange but oddly satisfying. He felt like he was doing something important, something that made X happy, and that was all that mattered to him right now.
"Look at me, Oliver," X said firmly, his eyes boring into the otter. "Eyes up here while you suck, Princess," he reminded, his voice a gentle command that Oliver couldn't resist. He obeyed, lifting his gaze to meet the bull's intense stare. The connection between them grew stronger with every stroke of Oliver's tongue.
Oliver reached out with to hold the stud's heavy balls again, feeling the weight of them in his palms. He knew they contained the precious seed that the bull would give him. "Fuck... you're a natural." X's voice was thick with pleasure, his eyes never leaving the sight of Oliver's mouth around his cock.
The bull leaned against the barn wall, his breath coming in ragged gasps as Oliver's novice mouth worked magic on him. "Fuck baby... I'm gonna give it to you," X groaned, biting his lower lip. The pleasure was intense, but it wasn't the physical sensation of the otter's mouth that was driving him wild. It was the willingness, the pure submission, that made his blood boil.
Oliver felt X's hand shift from the back of his head to the crown, his grip tightening. The pup looked up, his bright green eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. He knew what was coming. The bull's knuckles turned white as he started to hold the boy in place, ensuring that he wouldn't pull away as he was fed his stud's seed.
With a low grunt, X's balls pulled up tightly against his body, and Oliver felt the first pulse of warmth against the back of his throat. The bull's cock spasmed, and a hot torrent of cum shot into his mouth. He gagged slightly, but X held his head firm, keeping him in place as he continued to spurt his seed. The salty, thick liquid filled Oliver's mouth, and he had to swallow quickly to keep up with the flow. His eyes watered, but he didn't pull away. He had wanted this, anything to keep the bull interested in him, to make him feel important.
"Swallow it, boy," X grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. X continued to pump his seed into the young otter's mouth, watching as the boy struggled to swallow each hot load.
Oliver did as he was told, his throat working overtime to keep up with the bull's orgasm. The taste was overwhelming, but he didn't dare spit it out. He felt a strange mix of pride and submission as he serviced X, his eyes never leaving the bull's intense gaze. His chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath between gulps. He could feel the stud's cock beginning to soften in his mouth, and he knew it was time to stop. As the flow of cum began to slow, X finally released Oliver's head, allowing him to pull back.
"That's it, Princess... Swallow it all," the bull instructed, his voice still thick with arousal. Oliver nodded, his cheeks bulging with the bull's seed. He took a deep breath and swallowed, feeling the warmth of X's essence slide down his throat. He couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment at his ability to take it all, his eyes never leaving the bull's proud, satisfied expression.
"You're a lucky little boy, Oliver," X said, his voice low and gruff as he watched the otter's throat work. His cock was still hard, his need for Oliver not fully satiated. "Most kids your age are playing with toys, but here you are, servicing a stud." Oliver felt a warm glow spread through his chest at the words, feeling more special than ever before.
"Thank you, Mister," Oliver replied, his voice a little hoarse from the effort. He looked up at the bull with wide, adoring eyes, feeling a strange sense of belonging. The bull's hand moved to stroke his cheek, his thumb gently tracing the line of Oliver's jaw. The stud's expression softened as he watched Oliver lick his lips, savouring the taste of his seed. "You're welcome, Princess," he murmured, reaching down to stroke the young otter's cheek. "and you didn't waste a single drop."
Oliver smiled up at the bull, feeling a sense of belonging and acceptance that he hadn't experienced before "You said your seed is precious... and I cant let it go to waste. I like the way it feels in my tummy... Thank you for teaching me, Mister," he said sincerely. The bull's eyes darkened as he listened to the young otter speak, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of desire stir within him again.
"When are you going to teach me how to take your seed the proper way?" Oliver's voice was filled with eagerness, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he looked up at X. "I've been reading," he admitted, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "I know I don't have a pussy, but you can still make me take your seed in my bum!"
"Is that so?" X's smile grew even wider as he reached down to cop a feel of the otter boy's ass. His thick, calloused fingers gently squeezed Oliver's plump cheeks, feeling the firmness beneath the soft fur. "In here? The bull quizzed, his voice filled with a hint of challenge.
The bull's massive hands explored Oliver's plump ass and hips with a sense of wonder, his rough fingertips tracing the soft fur and firm flesh beneath.
He couldn't believe the development of this young otter, noting the surprisingly broad hips and thick thighs that spoke of a potential to bear his seed well. The roundness of Oliver's ass was almost spherical, begging for his touch, his claim. X felt his own arousal growing again, his cock still thick and hard.
Oliver noticed the bull's renewed interest in his body. "Mister... your thingy is hard again," he observed, his voice trembling slightly.
"It's called a cock, kiddo," he said, his hands cupping the boys cheeks "And this... this is what makes it hard " he said, spreading Oliver's cheeks apart. The cool air of the barn hit the young otter's tight little hole, causing him to gasp. Oliver's face grew hot with embarrassment as X's fingertips began to trace the edges of his anus, feeling the tight muscle quiver beneath his touch.
"Look at that sweet little prize," X murmured, his voice a mix of lust and affection. "This is what every Stud is after, Princess" he said, tapping Oliver's tight little hole with his finger. "But you're still too tight to have a stud like me take you properly." The young boys eyes fell to the floor, feeling ashamed.
The bull bent down, his face level with Oliver's, "Look at it, Oliver," he said, his voice a gentle command. "your body was meant for this right here". The young otter took in the sight of X's hard,
pulsing cock, the moonlight glinting off the slick head. The bull's hand was wrapped around the base, holding it steady as he waggled it in front of the otter's face. He couldn't help but feel a strange attraction to it, his curiosity piqued.
"W-what do I do now?" Oliver stuttered, his eyes wide and full of innocence. The bull exhailed, his breath hot against Oliver's cheek as he leaned in, his nose nuzzling the otter's neck, inhaling his scent.
"Just relax for me, boy" X said soothingly, his voice a gentle rumble. He stepped back, spitting into his hand before he brought it down to Oliver's tight, untouched hole. The young otter's eyes widened as he felt the bull's spit-slicked finger touch him there, the sensation made his fur stand on end.
As the stud's finger worked its way inside, Oliver let out a soft moan, his body relaxing into the sensation. "I ... feel.... full..." he whispered, looking up at the bull with a mixture of surprise and desire. The Stud smiled down at him, pleased with the young otter's response. He began pressing his finger deeper, stretching Oliver's tight anal muscles. "You aint seen nothin yet, kid"
Oliver bit his lip, feeling the stretch but welcoming the intrusion. He was eager to please the bull and prove that he was ready for more. "Please, mister," he whispered, his voice shaking with need. "teach me how..." The bull's finger continued it's relentless dance inside Oliver's ass, stretching and filling him.
With each thrust of his finger, the Stud watched as Oliver's body responded, his back arching and his breath hitching. It was clear that the young otter was taking to this new sensation with surprising eagerness. The Stud withdrew his finger and then pressed it back inside, this time deeper, harder. Oliver cried out, his body tensing as he felt the bull's fingers brush against something deep within him.
"Ahh... mister..." Oliver gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head. He was close, so close to something he'd never experienced before. The Stud could feel the heat radiating off of Oliver's body, and he knew that the young otter was close to climaxing. He decided to push him over the edge.
With a gentle nudge, the bull pressed his knuckles against Oliver's prostate, triggering the cubs first ever orgasm. The young otter arched his back, letting out a long, low moan that vibrated through his entire body. His insides clenched and released, the otters tiny cock was stiff as a board. "aahhnnn.... mister...mmmmh" he murmured. The bull smiled down at him, pleased with the young otter's response.
As Oliver's tremors began to subside, X withdrew his fingers, a smear of saliva on his knuckles. He looked down at the young otter, whose eyes were still glassy with lust. "That was just my finger, pup," he said, his voice a low purr. "Imagine what it would feel like to have my cock in you," he teased, watching the pup's expression shift from pleasure to wonder.
Oliver's mind raced as he contemplated the bull's words. His fingers felt so tiny compared to X's, but the sensation was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He had never had anything inside him, and the feeling of fullness was both strange and exhilarating. The warmth spreading from his core was unlike the gentle warmth of his mother's embrace; it was intense, almost burning, but in a way that made him crave more.
Oliver shuddered, his ears and tail twitching. "I... I want.." he whispered, his voice barely audible. But before he could finish his sentence, X's hand was on his shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze. "Not tonight, Princess" X said, his voice a gentle rumble. "Your little hole isn't ready for a male like me yet. But don't worry, we've got plenty of time." The bull's grip was firm, but comforting, grounding Oliver in reality.
"If you keep suckin' on my manhood like tonight, kiddo," X said, his voice deep and rich with promise, "and I'll promise ya this," he leaned in, his hot breath tickling Oliver's ear, "When you're ready, I'm gonna carry you up to your mother's room..." He paused, his grip on Oliver's cheeks tightening ever so slightly, "And I'll breed you right there," he whispered, his eyes darkening with desire, "on the same bed you were conceived in."
X noticed something stirring within himself. His cock continued to harden, he could feel the blood rushing to it, filling it with need. The thought of claiming the virgin boy's ass was intoxicating. He leaned down, pressing his lips against the young otter's ear. "And when I finally breed you, Princess... I'm going to fill your ass full of my seed. And theres no one who can stop me. Not even your mother," *SMACK* X's hand connected with Oliver's plump ass cheek, the sound echoing through the barn.
Oliver trembled at the Stud's words, his own cock twitching in response. He wanted this, wanted the bull to take him and make him his. "Please, mister," he whimpered, "Pleah..." The otter fell asleep, exhausted from his first every dry orgasm.
X picked him up gently, carrying him over to a soft pile of hay in the corner of the barn. He laid him down, tucking him in with care. X did his best to fit his engorged cock back into his shorts. The bulge was obvious, but at least he was covered. He slipped out of the barn, making sure to close the door silently behind him. The night air was cold, but it felt good on his overheated skin. He hurried back to town, careful not to draw attention to himself.
Once he was safely back at the motel, he collapsed onto his bed, still hard and aching. The memory of Oliver's sweet, innocent mouth on him was all he could think about. His cock throbbed at the thought of the young otter's tight, untouched ass, begging to be filled with his seed. X couldn't help but think of the softness of Oliver's cock, which had remained flaccid even amidst the intense pleasure.
He stroked his cock gently, feeling the slickness of his own pre-cum coat his fur. His mind raced with images of Oliver's round, tight ass bouncing on his cock, begging for more. The innocence of the pup was like a drug, making him feel more alive than he had in years.
Oliver's whimpers and gasps echoed through X's mind, sending shivers down his spine. He knew that the otter was still too young, too innocent for what he had in mind. But the thought of being the one to introduce him to the raw, primal pleasure of sex with an older male was a temptation he couldn't resist. His cock remained rigid, demanding release, but X knew he had to be patient. The anticipation was part of the thrill.","pools_count":0,"title":"X & Olly Chapter 3","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"text/rtf","pagecount":"1","rating_id":"2","rating_name":"Adult","ratings":[{"content_tag_id":"4","name":"Sexual Themes","description":"Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal","rating_id":"2"}],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"0","views":"800"}