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He shifts his focus to seize this new opportunity.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Our handsome and cunning black bull has found a treasure hidden on the widows farm. He shifts his focus to seize this new opportunity.", "writing": "Chapter 2---------------\n-------------------\n\nX's eyes opened suddenly, with the sunrise peeking through the curtains. It was another day in this godforsaken town. He checked his phone, half expecting to see a message from Oliver, but there was nothing. It was almost as if the boy had disappeared.\n\nGuilt seeped into his mind. Perhaps he had pushed too hard last night. Maybe Oliver had realized the gravity of their situation and decided to tell someone. X had a cocky exterior, sure, but deep down he knew that grooming the boy was wrong. But the connection was too strong, the thrill too tempting. He knew he had to cut his losses and leave before any consequences showed up.\n\nHe spent the next few hours hitchhiking to the next town over, trying to put some distance between himself and the night before. He was relieved to find that this town seemed to have at least a few breed-able females living in it. As he walked through mainstreet, his eyes scanned the crowd, looking for someone who might be interested in helping him pass the time. Out of money for a hotel, he tried his luck with some of the local bars on the hunt for some company, and maybe even a bed for the night.\n\nHe managed to get invited to the barmaids apartment after swindling several free drinks with his charm. She was an older woman, clearly used to the company of men. As they undressed each other, he couldn't help but think about Oliver. The boy was so delicate, so perfect in every way. He wondered how it would feel to be with him instead of her.\n\nWith a sigh, he pushed the thoughts away, focusing on the woman in front of him. He took her roughly, using his size to dominate her, as she'd clearly expected. It was satisfying, in a way, but it didn't compare to the feeling he felt in his loins when he sent Oliver that picture of his cock.\n\nWhen he finally came, he quickly pulled out of the barmaid and hopped in the shower. His thoughts remained on the young otter. He knew he should have thrown his phone away. But he wasn't ready to give up just yet. Maybe Olivers mom came in, rendering him unable to respond. Maybe Oliver would try again tonight.\n\nX dries himself off, his penis still engorged with post-coital blood flow. It hung heavily between his muscular thighs, a proud testament to his virility. His manhood was so large and masculine, it was clear that he was endowed with the tools that only a true stud would possess. He couldn't help but admire his reflection in the steamy bathroom mirror, his thoughts wandering back to Oliver.\n\nThe young otter's innocence was a stark contrast to the carnality that X embodied. Yet, as he gazed down at his impressive member, X felt a twinge of something new. It wasn't just lust that he felt for Oliver; it was a sense of pride, a belief that the boy would be drawn to him naturally, as if he were the most tempting fruit on the tree of sexual awakening. The idea of deflowering the youth was intoxicating, a challenge that stirred a primal urge within him.\n\nAs he stepped out of the shower, the cool air made his fur stand on end, but it was the thought of Oliver's soft touch that made him shiver. He imagined the boy's wide-eyed wonder as he revealed his masculine form, the way his eyes would widen and his breath would catch at the sight of X's mighty organ. It was a power trip unlike any other, the idea of holding such sway over someone so pure and untouched.\n\nReturning to the bedroom, X laid there, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet except for the occasional snore from the barmaid. He reached over and grabbed his phone, checking for messages. Still nothing. Throwing it back on the nightstand, regret began to gnaw at him. Had he gone too far with Oliver? He hoped not. The young otter had potential. So much potential.\n \nBefore the bull drifted off, his phone vibrated against the nightstand. He reached out, and pulled the phone close. He saw a message from Olivers number. His heart raced, doubt now creeped into his mind... What if the kid gave the phone to his mom? or the authorities? He thought about flushing the phone and deleting any evidence. Instead, he opened the message, already dreading the worst.\n\nBut it wasn't that... It was a photo. It was Oliver, naked and perfect in the bathroom mirror, his tiny, pathetic cock hung soft, barely visible between his smooth feminine thighs. The picture was a little blurry, as if taken hastily, but the innocence and vulnerability radiated from it like a beacon.The caption read: \"Good evening, Mister...\"\n\nX felt that familiar heat in his loins again. This was it. This was the sign he had hoped for. The boy was malleable, willing to participate with the stud. The anticipation of what was to come made his head spin. He studied the image closely, memorizing every curve on Oliver's youthful body.\n\nThe bull felt a mixture of relief, lust, and triumph course through his veins. He responded immediately, his fingers flying across the keyboard. \"I knew you had what it takes to stimulate a Stud like me, Kiddo. I feared you weren't up for the challenge... but you've earned yourself another visit from this Bull\"\n\n-------------------\n\nOliver had spent the night before ogling the photo of the studs private parts. He had stared at it for what felt like hours, his body reacting in ways he couldn't quite understand. He knew it was wrong, that he should feel disgusted and ashamed, but there was something about the sight of that massive organ that made his whole body feel warm and tingly. As he laid in bed, unsure of how to respond to the stud's message he began to doze off.\n\nThe next day, Oliver couldn't get the photo out of his mind. He spent the morning pretending to be normal, going through the motions of his daily routine. But every time he had a moment to himself, he would sneak away to his room and pull out his phone, staring at the image of the Stud's privates. He couldn't explain why he liked it so much, but he couldn't look away.\n\nCuriosity and a desire to impress The Bull grew stronger in him. Oliver liked how it felt to see The Studs manhood in the photo. He figured that if he enjoyed seeing the bull in that way, then surely, the bull would feel good if he saw Oliver naked too. He had never felt so seen before, and the way the bull talked about his body, like it was something special, made him feel like he was worthy of attention from a man like that. He decided to take a chance and snap a picture of himself, fully exposed.\n\nOliver headed to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He looked into the mirror, his eyes scanning over his body. He had never thought much of it before, but now he saw it through the bull's eyes. He was small, but that was okay. The bull liked that. He pulled off his sweater and shorts, standing in just his underwear.\n\nHis eyes focused on his wide hips, remembering the taunts from the schoolyard bullies who called him 'Thunder Butt'. But the Bull didn't seem to mind. In fact, he said it was perfect. Oliver's cheeks reddened as he reached behind and slipped his underwear down, his plump rump peeking out. He took a deep breath and turned to face the mirror, his heart racing. He stepped closer, taking in his reflection. His young body was smooth, untouched by the rough hands of experience.\n\nOliver took a deep breath and snapped the photo, capturing his vulnerable form in the mirror. The click of the camera was loud in the quiet bathroom, echoing through his thoughts. He hoped the bull would appreciate the gesture, that it would make him want to come back and visit again. The idea of making such a powerful creature feel good was thrilling to him.\n\nWith trembling hands, he typed out a message, copying the bull's signature greeting with a twist: \"Good evening, Mister...\" He hoped it sounded just right. The word 'Mister' made him feel small and cute, like he was playing a game of pretend. It was a stark contrast to the way he felt in the schoolyard, where his size made him a target for ridicule. But here, in the safety of his own bathroom, with the bull's words of approval in his mind, he felt different... He felt accepted.\n\nOnce he received the Studs response, Oliver was elated. The man's words were confident and commanding, and they left Oliver feeling both excited and nervous. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he knew that he wanted whatever the older male had to offer. He quickly texted back, agreeing to the meeting and promising to be ready when the Stud arrived.\n\nIt was finally the weekend, Oliver waited all day for his phone to vibrate. He kept re reading the message from the mysterious stranger. He couldn't believe this was happening. The message instructed him to meet the bull in the barn out behind the house after supper. He had to sneak past his mom who was watching TV in the living room.\n\nOliver headed through the side door of the barn, his heart thudding in his chest. He called out for the stud \"Mister?.. its me, Oliver! Im here!\" The barn was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the hay-strewn floor. He made his way carefully through the maze of stalls, trying not to trip over any stray bits of farm equipment. As he approached the font door he could see the outline of a figure standing near the entrance.\n\nThe figure turned to face him. Oliver's breath caught in his throat as he recognized the stud. His broad chest was bare, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and his jean shorts hung low on his hips, revealing the impressive bulge at his groin. \"Quiet down Kid, this is supposed to be a secret meeting!\" the stud rumbled, his voice low and commanding.\n\n\"As promised, Oliver\" The Bull smirked \"you've proven your ready to learn how to service a stud like me\" he stepped closer, his body towering over Oliver \"Now, a stud needs two things in this world: to be stimulated and to breed\" he explained, his voice low and commanding. The bull continued, running a rough hand through Oliver's hair. Oliver shivered. \"Now... I need to know why it took you so long to respond to my photo. Were you shy, Princess?\"\n\nOliver bit his lip, feeling a blush creep up his neck.\" I... I've never seen another boys private parts before, Mister\" Oliver stammered, his eyes fixed on the ground.\"Mom told me that I shouldn't look at other boys... but I couldn't help it... its so big and.... black\" Oliver trailed off, feeling embarrassed. The bull laughed, \"So you like big black cocks huh? I've got one here for you... W..\" X was quickly cut off.\n\n\"Why do you keep calling me a princess?! I'm a boy!\" Oliver protested, crossing his arms over his chest. The stud grinned in response, shaking his head \"Well princess Olly, I know you're a boy.. hah hah hah.. Ive seen your tiny little cock.. \" the young otter felt shame at that remark, but the stud continued. \"But my my, you've got hips and an ass like a breeding bitch\" The stud pressed his hips into Olivers rear, causing him to bend forward.\n\n\"Listen kiddo, all jokes aside... there are two types of boys in this world. There are the ones who like to be on the bottom, you know... the ones who are meant to serve a stud like me. And then there are the ones who like to be on top, the ones who are meant to breed hot little things like you\" the bull continued, his voice taking on a more serious tone. \"Breed me?\" Oliver questioned, he didn't know what breeding entailed, but his mother had vaguely taught him it was what what made babies.\n\nOliver was still confused, \"But Mister... isn't breeding for Mommy's and Daddy's?\" Mom says that two boys cant breed, they wont make any babies...\" The bull's eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. He whispered, \"Breeding isn't just about making babies. It's about making sure a stud like me can stay satisfied.\" He stood back up, puffing his chest out \"You see, studs need constant stimulation, and once they're stimulated enough, they need release... release of their seed.\" He paused, letting the words sink in. \"When a stud doesn't get release often enough, it makes him sick. And I can't afford to be sick, Princess. Not if I'm going to stick around this dump. I’m gonna need some extra stimulation to compensate”\n\nThe bull's words gave Oliver that warm feeling in his chest again. He was right, he realized. The bull was strong and handsome. He'd never had a father figure in his life. Maybe he could offer some stimulation for the stud, he would finally have something that resembled a dad. The thought comforted him.\n\nHe needed to find a way to keep the stud interested. \"Mister... Do you need more spicy pictures to keep you stimulated? He asked softly, biting his lip. \"I can try to take more... or ask Mom for some as well...\" His voice trailed off hopefully. \"but what if you need release? I don't want you to leave us again...\"\n\nThe bull looked at Oliver with a mixture of surprise and approval. \"Well, Princess, that's a good start. Taking spicy pictures is one way to keep me stimulated, but that wont be enough... I'm glad to hear that you're thinking about more than just that. It's true, a stud like me needs release.\" the bull adjusted the bulge in his shorts \"Unfortunately, your mom doesn't have what it takes to take my seed...\" His voice trailed off suggestively.\n\nOliver felt a shiver run down his spine. He swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to speak. \"I... I could try, Mister... I could...\" He hesitated, unsure of himself. \"If it means you'll stay... ill take your seed... I just.. I dont know how\" He looked down at the floor, feeling a bit embarrassed.\n\nWith his head hung low, Oliver reflected on the bull's words. The term \"princess\" felt strange, yet oddly comforting, like a warm blanket wrapping around him. He'd never been called that before, and it brought a blush to his cheeks. The fear of losing the bull's attention gnawed at his heart, He felt like he had to step up and prove himself, or The Bull would leave him like everyone else had.\n\n\"Well... you've got yourself a deal, Kiddo...\" The bull smiles deviously, his teeth gleaming in the dim light of the barn. \"But first, let's see if you're really up for it.\" He unbuckles his belt, letting it clank as it fell open. \"You liked my picture, right? Tell me what you liked about it.\"\n\nOliver nodded, still blushing deeply. He knew he had to be brave, to show that he could handle this. \"I liked... your muscles, and... how big you looked.\" He stammers, trying to find the right words.\n\nThe Bull chuckled, \"Big huh? Go on...\" Hearing the young boy describe him with such innocent awe sent a thrill through his body. His crotch grew hot and tight with anticipation, his member swelling within his shorts. He knew that Oliver had no idea what he was really saying, but it didn't matter. The unintentional flattery was intoxicating.\n\n\"Yeah... Big...\" Olive murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. He felt his own small member stir in his shorts, not quite understanding why he was feeling this way. \"I didn't know a boys parts could get that big...\" He glanced up at the bull, his eyes wide with innocence.\n\nThe bull took a step back placing his hands on his hips, his smile growing more mischievous by the second. \"Would you like to see my manhood person, Oliver?\" He asked, his tone playful yet laced with a hint of dominance.\n\nOliver's heart raced. He knew deep down that this was something he shouldn't be doing, that it was wrong. But the warmth that spread through his chest every time the bull talked about his body was too alluring to ignore. Oliver was desperate for the bull's approval, for the sense of belonging and protection that he exuded. He thought back to all the times he felt lonely, yearning for a strong, caring presence in his life. The bull was filling that void, and he was willing to do whatever it took to keep him there. The young otter nodded, his eyes hovering over the bull's crotch.\n\n\"I can make that happen for you, Oliver,\" X said, his voice low and gruff, his eyes never leaving the young otter's flustered face. \"But I need to hear you ask for it.\" The power dynamic between them grew more palpable with each passing second, the air thick with anticipation.\n\nOliver gulped, his heart thundering in his chest. He'd never used such a word before, not even in his thoughts. But the way the bull spoke made him feel like he had to, like it was a password to some secret clubhouse of manhood and belonging. He took a deep breath and finally spoke, \"Mister... I wanna see it... may I... may I see your... manhood?\"\n\nThe bull's smile grew broader, his eyes gleaming with excitement. The bull chuckled, undoing his shorts and letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, revealing his impressive member, already half-hard. \"you may, Princess,\" he said gently, kneeling down beside Oliver. “You’re exactly the type of boy I’ve been looking for.”\n\nX had done it. He had convinced the hottest 11 year old boy he's ever seen to willingly ask for his cock. But he knew he couldn't breed the otter pup just yet. Theres no possible way for a young boy to take a studs cock without preparation. X had his work cut out to train this willing boy.\n\n\"Come here, Princess... take a closer look,\" the bull murmured, guiding Oliver's small hand toward his throbbing member. The boy's soft touch sent shivers down the bull's spine, and he felt himself growing harder by the second. \"You see, this is what a real man's cock looks like,\" he said, gently stroking Oliver's fingers over the smooth, veiny length of his shaft. \"It's big and strong, just like me.\"\n\nAs Oliver traced the outline of the bull's cock with trembling fingertips. He'd never seen anything like it before, and the sheer size of it made him feel hot and fuzzy inside. He glanced up at the bull, hoping for an explanation. \"Why... is your m..manhood so... big?\" he asked in a small voice, his eyes fixating on the member in front of him. \"and these... they're... they're s..so heavy\" he added, cupping one of the studs smooth testicles in his small hand.\n\nThe bull smirked, his cock twitching at the contact. \"Well, that's because I'm a stud, Princess,\" he said, running his fingers through the boy's soft hair. \"My body is built for breeding. My cock is long and hard, so it can reach deep inside my bitch and fill them with seed... My balls are heavy because they produce a lot of that precious stuff.\"\n\nHe paused for a moment, considering how to continue. He didn't want to scare or overwhelm the young otter. \"You see, Oliver,\" he began gently, \"my seed is important because it carries my strength and my genes. When I breed a bitch, I'm giving them a part of myself... Seed as precious as mine should never be wasted\"\n\nOliver nodded thoughtfully, his green eyes wide with wonder. He knew that animals had babies, of course, but he had never thought about it in such a... personal way. It was fascinating, and a little scary. \"So, when you breed, it's like... giving them a gift?\"\n\nThe bull nodded, his expression solemn. \"Exactly. And as a stud, it's my duty to ensure that my seed finds the right home. It's a big responsibility.\"\n\n\"Woah...\" Oliver said as he looked down at his own small body, feeling a twinge of doubt. \"But... I'm just a boy,\" he murmured, fidgeting with the hem of his sweater. \"Could a boy like me ever be the right home for such a... gift?\"\n\nThe bull's gaze grew intense, his eyes roving over Oliver's form. \"You definitely have the body for it, Kiddo\" he stated with certainty, his voice gruff yet reassuring. Oliver blushed under the scrutiny, his heart racing. \"But... how do I know if I'm ready?\" he asked, not sure of what he was really asking.\"I'm only eleven... i've never taken a seed before\" he stammered.\n\nMoving closer and wrapping an arm around the young otter. \"I know, Princess,\" he sighed. Oliver felt a heat in his chest every time the stud called him princess. He was torn, he knew boys aren't supposed to be princesses. But when the stud called him that, it felt strangely...good.\n\n\"I dont think you're ready to be bred and take seed back there just yet, kiddo\" X said, smirking. The stud knew he would have to slowly break his new bitch in. If he fucked the pups ass right away, he would hurt the poor kid. More than that, X wanted the satisfaction of Oliver willingly offering his ass to him. He was a stud, after all.\n\n\"But...\" Oliver began, looking down at the bull's thick shaft. Im not a girl, he thought to himself. \"how are you supposed to breed me if I'm not a girl\" the bull began stroking his cock slowly \"Ah, princess,\" he said gently. \"You don't understand. Sometimes, in the animal kingdom, boys can be bred too. It's not just for girls... when a stud breeds a cute little boy like you, he fucks you and fills your body with his seed.\"\n\nThe bulls cock was fully erect now.\n\n\"Whats a fucks? What does it mean?\" Oliver asked, his innocent eyes fixed on the bull's crotch. The bull chuckled softly, stroking the boy's hair again. \"Fucking, Princess,\" he said, his voice low and stern. \"Its the proper way to take a studs seed. When a stud breeds his bitch, he fucks them.\"\n\nOliver was still confused. But, before he could muster a reply, the bulls penis brushed his whiskers. \"Oh!\" Oliver gasped, now focused on the black organ hanging before him. \"The first time you get fucked is very important, princess,\" the bull said, rubbing his member against Oliver's cheek. \"It has to be special. So I'm going to take it slow, and make sure you're ready when the time comes\"\n\nAs Oliver tentatively explored the bull's cock with his hand, he felt a sense of urgency. \"But... how will I know when I'm ready? What if I take too long?!\" he asked, looking up at the older male with desperation. \" I...I have to take your seed soon!\" the otter began to cry \"you'll leave me if you dont get release!\" he pleaded.\n\nX stood proud, pointing his cock towards the young otter below him. \"Well, princess,\" he began, \"there is another way to take my seed without wasting it.\" Oliver looked up with hope in his eyes, sniffing back his tears. \"its not the proper way... but it'll do in the mean time\"\n\nOliver wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, sniffling as he looked up at X with hopeful eyes. \"Really?\" he said, his voice small and hopeful. The bull nodded, his expression softening slightly.\n\n\"Yes, really,\" X said. \"A young boy like you can still take a stud's seed, but in a different way.\" He looked down at the beautiful boy \"You can take it in your mouth... and swallow it.\" The bull's cock bumped Oliver's nose playfully, making him giggle despite his confusion. \"that way, it's not wasted, and you can help keep me around\"\n\nOliver's eyes were drawn to the sheer size of the bull's testicles. The Bull said they were full of his precious seed. The bull looked down at him, a glint in his eye. \"Whadd'ya think, kiddo? Would you like that?\" He asked, that devious smirk playing on his lips.\n\nOliver looked up at the bull, his eyes shimmering with excitement and fear. He didn't know what to say. He just knew he didn't want the bull to leave again. \"Yeah,\" he whimpered, his voice trembling. \"I'll do it. I'll take your seed. I don't want you to go away.\"\n\nThe bull's smile grew wide, his eyes sparkling with a mix of satisfaction and hunger. \"Good boy,\" he said, patting Oliver's head. \"Now get down on your knees for me.\"\n\nOliver's legs wobbled slightly as he lowered himself to the floor. He looked up at X, his heart racing as the bull took a step closer. The tip of the bull's cock was now only a few inches from his face, and Oliver could see the veins pulsing with each heartbeat. He knew this was a big moment, something important was happening.\n\nThe bull's hand began to move, stroking his shaft with a rhythm that was almost hypnotizing. \"Look at me, Oliver,\" he rumbled, his deep voice sending shivers down the otter's spine. \"Let me see those pretty eyes of yours.\" Oliver's gaze remained fixed on the bull's, unable to look away as X continued to stroke himself. \"What do you want, boy?\" the bull asked, his voice thick with desire. \"Say it out loud.\"\n\nNow kneeling before the older made, Oliver felt a strange heat building in his chest, watching the bull's hand glide up and down the velvety shaft of his manhood. It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and his own curiosity was matched only by the hypnotic rhythm of the bull's stroking. He knew what he had to say, and surprisingly, he found that he truly believed it. He wanted it. He wanted to help the bull in any way he could, even if it was something new and scary.\n\nThe bull's eyes bore into his own, and Oliver's voice trembled as he spoke, \"I want to take your seed,\" he announced, his cheeks flushing a deep red. \"I'll do it!\" The bull's smile grew wider, and he leaned down, placing one large hand under Oliver's chin and tilting it upward. \"Say it again,\" he coaxed, his voice low and demanding.\n\nOliver swallowed hard, his heart racing as he looked into the bull's eyes. \"I want to take your seed,\" he repeated, his voice stronger this time. The bull's grip tightened gently on his chin, his breath hot and heavy. \"Ahh, yeah, princess,\" he murmured, his voice thick with need. \"Show me that tongue, boy.\"\n\nOliver obeyed, sticking out his tongue and watching as the bull's shaft grew closer. The scent was faintly musky, and the taste was new and intriguing. The bull's hand guided his mouth to the tip of his cock, and Oliver felt the velvety heat against his lips. \"Keep it there, Princess\" the bull instructed, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. \"Mmm, yeah, just like that.\"\n\nAs the bull's stroking grew more urgent, Oliver could tell something was about to happen. He remembered the earlier conversation about the bull's seed being in his balls, and without a second thought, he reached out to cup them gently.\n\nThe bull's eyes shot open, and he let out a deep, guttural moan. \"Fuck,\" he grunted, his hips bucking forward slightly. The gentle sensation of Oliver's small hands on his sensitive orbs sent him over the edge. Oliver felt the bull's balls tighten in his grasp, and before he could even process what was happening, a thick, white rope of seed shot out and landed squarely across his face. He flinched from the suddenness of it, his eyes closing as bull's firm grip on his chin held him in place.\n\nAnother rope followed, and another, the older male emptied himself into the boys mouth. Oliver choked slightly, overwhelmed by the sheer volume, but the bull's firm grip held him there. He could feel the warmth of the stud's seed coating his tongue and the back of his throat, the taste was salty and bitter. \"Hold it! Hold still!\" the bull grunted, his body trembling with the intensity of his release.\n\nOliver sat frozen, kneeling before the handsome stud, his mouth full hot seed. \"The choice is yours, Oliver,\" the bull panted, his grip on the otter's chin unyielding. \"If you swallow my seed, you're mine. You'll belong to me from now on\" Oliver opened his eyes. This was his chance to finally have the father figure he had always wanted, he knew what he had to do. looking directly up at his new stud, he locked eyes with the bull... and swallowed.\n\nAs the last drops of the bull's essence slid down his throat, Oliver felt a wave of warmth spread through his body. A sense of belonging and purpose filled him, and he knew that from now on, he belonged to the stud. \"I knew you had what it takes\" the bull huffed proudly, looking down at the young otter who had just swallowed his cum. \"Now, you better wipe that mouth and get out of here before your mom comes looking.\"\n\nThe words snapped Oliver back to reality. He had forgotten all about his mother in the heat of the moment. Quickly, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and scrambled to his feet. \"Y-yes, sir\" he stammered, looking up at the bull with a newfound sense of awe and respect. \"Mister...\" the young boy chirped, \"does this mean you and mom are gonna get married?\"\n\nX chuckled, shaking his head. \"No, Princess,\" he replied. Oliver's ears drooped. \"Oh... okay...\" he mumbled, the bull sighed. \"Look, I know this is hard for you to understand, but it's just the way things are... Y'know your mother wanted my seed too. She doesn't have what it takes to satisfy me. If she found out that you had it first... well, she'd be really upset. She'd think you were taking what should have been hers.... She might even call the Sheriff to take me away\"\n\nOliver's eyes widened in fear. \"The Sherrif?!\"\n\n\"Now don't you worry about that, Kiddo,\" X reassured him, putting a hand on his shoulder. \"So, from now on, you're going to be my little secret, understand?\" Oliver nodded eagerly, \"I promise, I won't tell anyone!\"\n\nThe bull grinned back at the otter, pleased with his understanding. \"We're gonna have a lot of fun tomorrow night, you and me. I'll be back, and next time...\" he paused, lowering his voice to a husky whisper, \"...I'm going to let you suck on it.\" Oliver's fur stood on end, his eyes wide with excitement at the thought.\n\n\"Get going, Kiddo. I'll see you tomorrow night.\" the bull turned and walked back towards the barn, his powerful form disappearing into the shadows.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter 2---------------
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X's eyes opened suddenly, with the sunrise peeking through the curtains. It was another day in this godforsaken town. He checked his phone, half expecting to see a message from Oliver, but there was nothing. It was almost as if the boy had disappeared.

Guilt seeped into his mind. Perhaps he had pushed too hard last night. Maybe Oliver had realized the gravity of their situation and decided to tell someone. X had a cocky exterior, sure, but deep down he knew that grooming the boy was wrong. But the connection was too strong, the thrill too tempting. He knew he had to cut his losses and leave before any consequences showed up.

He spent the next few hours hitchhiking to the next town over, trying to put some distance between himself and the night before. He was relieved to find that this town seemed to have at least a few breed-able females living in it. As he walked through mainstreet, his eyes scanned the crowd, looking for someone who might be interested in helping him pass the time. Out of money for a hotel, he tried his luck with some of the local bars on the hunt for some company, and maybe even a bed for the night.

He managed to get invited to the barmaids apartment after swindling several free drinks with his charm. She was an older woman, clearly used to the company of men. As they undressed each other, he couldn't help but think about Oliver. The boy was so delicate, so perfect in every way. He wondered how it would feel to be with him instead of her.

With a sigh, he pushed the thoughts away, focusing on the woman in front of him. He took her roughly, using his size to dominate her, as she'd clearly expected. It was satisfying, in a way, but it didn't compare to the feeling he felt in his loins when he sent Oliver that picture of his cock.

When he finally came, he quickly pulled out of the barmaid and hopped in the shower. His thoughts remained on the young otter. He knew he should have thrown his phone away. But he wasn't ready to give up just yet. Maybe Olivers mom came in, rendering him unable to respond. Maybe Oliver would try again tonight.

X dries himself off, his penis still engorged with post-coital blood flow. It hung heavily between his muscular thighs, a proud testament to his virility. His manhood was so large and masculine, it was clear that he was endowed with the tools that only a true stud would possess. He couldn't help but admire his reflection in the steamy bathroom mirror, his thoughts wandering back to Oliver.

The young otter's innocence was a stark contrast to the carnality that X embodied. Yet, as he gazed down at his impressive member, X felt a twinge of something new. It wasn't just lust that he felt for Oliver; it was a sense of pride, a belief that the boy would be drawn to him naturally, as if he were the most tempting fruit on the tree of sexual awakening. The idea of deflowering the youth was intoxicating, a challenge that stirred a primal urge within him.

As he stepped out of the shower, the cool air made his fur stand on end, but it was the thought of Oliver's soft touch that made him shiver. He imagined the boy's wide-eyed wonder as he revealed his masculine form, the way his eyes would widen and his breath would catch at the sight of X's mighty organ. It was a power trip unlike any other, the idea of holding such sway over someone so pure and untouched.

Returning to the bedroom, X laid there, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet except for the occasional snore from the barmaid. He reached over and grabbed his phone, checking for messages. Still nothing. Throwing it back on the nightstand, regret began to gnaw at him. Had he gone too far with Oliver? He hoped not. The young otter had potential. So much potential.
 
Before the bull drifted off, his phone vibrated against the nightstand. He reached out, and pulled the phone close. He saw a message from Olivers number. His heart raced, doubt now creeped into his mind... What if the kid gave the phone to his mom? or the authorities? He thought about flushing the phone and deleting any evidence. Instead, he opened the message, already dreading the worst.

But it wasn't that... It was a photo. It was Oliver, naked and perfect in the bathroom mirror, his tiny, pathetic cock hung soft, barely visible between his smooth feminine thighs. The picture was a little blurry, as if taken hastily, but the innocence and vulnerability radiated from it like a beacon.The caption read: "Good evening, Mister..."

X felt that familiar heat in his loins again. This was it. This was the sign he had hoped for. The boy was malleable, willing to participate with the stud. The anticipation of what was to come made his head spin. He studied the image closely, memorizing every curve on Oliver's youthful body.

The bull felt a mixture of relief, lust, and triumph course through his veins. He responded immediately, his fingers flying across the keyboard. "I knew you had what it takes to stimulate a Stud like me, Kiddo. I feared you weren't up for the challenge... but you've earned yourself another visit from this Bull"

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Oliver had spent the night before ogling the photo of the studs private parts. He had stared at it for what felt like hours, his body reacting in ways he couldn't quite understand. He knew it was wrong, that he should feel disgusted and ashamed, but there was something about the sight of that massive organ that made his whole body feel warm and tingly. As he laid in bed, unsure of how to respond to the stud's message he began to doze off.

The next day, Oliver couldn't get the photo out of his mind. He spent the morning pretending to be normal, going through the motions of his daily routine. But every time he had a moment to himself, he would sneak away to his room and pull out his phone, staring at the image of the Stud's privates. He couldn't explain why he liked it so much, but he couldn't look away.

Curiosity and a desire to impress The Bull grew stronger in him. Oliver liked how it felt to see The Studs manhood in the photo. He figured that if he enjoyed seeing the bull in that way, then surely, the bull would feel good if he saw Oliver naked too. He had never felt so seen before, and the way the bull talked about his body, like it was something special, made him feel like he was worthy of attention from a man like that. He decided to take a chance and snap a picture of himself, fully exposed.

Oliver headed to the bathroom, locking the door behind him. He looked into the mirror, his eyes scanning over his body. He had never thought much of it before, but now he saw it through the bull's eyes. He was small, but that was okay. The bull liked that. He pulled off his sweater and shorts, standing in just his underwear.

His eyes focused on his wide hips, remembering the taunts from the schoolyard bullies who called him 'Thunder Butt'. But the Bull didn't seem to mind. In fact, he said it was perfect. Oliver's cheeks reddened as he reached behind and slipped his underwear down, his plump rump peeking out. He took a deep breath and turned to face the mirror, his heart racing. He stepped closer, taking in his reflection. His young body was smooth, untouched by the rough hands of experience.

Oliver took a deep breath and snapped the photo, capturing his vulnerable form in the mirror. The click of the camera was loud in the quiet bathroom, echoing through his thoughts. He hoped the bull would appreciate the gesture, that it would make him want to come back and visit again. The idea of making such a powerful creature feel good was thrilling to him.

With trembling hands, he typed out a message, copying the bull's signature greeting with a twist: "Good evening, Mister..." He hoped it sounded just right. The word 'Mister' made him feel small and cute, like he was playing a game of pretend. It was a stark contrast to the way he felt in the schoolyard, where his size made him a target for ridicule. But here, in the safety of his own bathroom, with the bull's words of approval in his mind, he felt different... He felt accepted.

Once he received the Studs response, Oliver was elated. The man's words were confident and commanding, and they left Oliver feeling both excited and nervous. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he knew that he wanted whatever the older male had to offer. He quickly texted back, agreeing to the meeting and promising to be ready when the Stud arrived.

It was finally the weekend, Oliver waited all day for his phone to vibrate. He kept re reading the message from the mysterious stranger. He couldn't believe this was happening. The message instructed him to meet the bull in the barn out behind the house after supper. He had to sneak past his mom who was watching TV in the living room.

Oliver headed through the side door of the barn, his heart thudding in his chest. He called out for the stud "Mister?.. its me, Oliver! Im here!" The barn was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the hay-strewn floor. He made his way carefully through the maze of stalls, trying not to trip over any stray bits of farm equipment. As he approached the font door he could see the outline of a figure standing near the entrance.

The figure turned to face him. Oliver's breath caught in his throat as he recognized the stud. His broad chest was bare, covered in a light sheen of sweat, and his jean shorts hung low on his hips, revealing the impressive bulge at his groin. "Quiet down Kid, this is supposed to be a secret meeting!" the stud rumbled, his voice low and commanding.

"As promised, Oliver" The Bull smirked "you've proven your ready to learn how to service a stud like me" he stepped closer, his body towering over Oliver "Now, a stud needs two things in this world: to be stimulated and to breed" he explained, his voice low and commanding. The bull continued, running a rough hand through Oliver's hair. Oliver shivered. "Now... I need to know why it took you so long to respond to my photo. Were you shy, Princess?"

Oliver bit his lip, feeling a blush creep up his neck." I... I've never seen another boys private parts before, Mister" Oliver stammered, his eyes fixed on the ground."Mom told me that I shouldn't look at other boys... but I couldn't help it... its so big and.... black" Oliver trailed off, feeling embarrassed. The bull laughed, "So you like big black cocks huh? I've got one here for you... W.." X was quickly cut off.

"Why do you keep calling me a princess?! I'm a boy!" Oliver protested, crossing his arms over his chest. The stud grinned in response, shaking his head "Well princess Olly, I know you're a boy.. hah hah hah.. Ive seen your tiny little cock.. " the young otter felt shame at that remark, but the stud continued. "But my my, you've got hips and an ass like a breeding bitch" The stud pressed his hips into Olivers rear, causing him to bend forward.

"Listen kiddo, all jokes aside... there are two types of boys in this world. There are the ones who like to be on the bottom, you know... the ones who are meant to serve a stud like me. And then there are the ones who like to be on top, the ones who are meant to breed hot little things like you" the bull continued, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Breed me?" Oliver questioned, he didn't know what breeding entailed, but his mother had vaguely taught him it was what what made babies.

Oliver was still confused, "But Mister... isn't breeding for Mommy's and Daddy's?" Mom says that two boys cant breed, they wont make any babies..." The bull's eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. He whispered, "Breeding isn't just about making babies. It's about making sure a stud like me can stay satisfied." He stood back up, puffing his chest out "You see, studs need constant stimulation, and once they're stimulated enough, they need release... release of their seed." He paused, letting the words sink in. "When a stud doesn't get release often enough, it makes him sick. And I can't afford to be sick, Princess. Not if I'm going to stick around this dump. I’m gonna need some extra stimulation to compensate”

The bull's words gave Oliver that warm feeling in his chest again. He was right, he realized. The bull was strong and handsome. He'd never had a father figure in his life. Maybe he could offer some stimulation for the stud, he would finally have something that resembled a dad. The thought comforted him.

He needed to find a way to keep the stud interested. "Mister... Do you need more spicy pictures to keep you stimulated? He asked softly, biting his lip. "I can try to take more... or ask Mom for some as well..." His voice trailed off hopefully. "but what if you need release? I don't want you to leave us again..."

The bull looked at Oliver with a mixture of surprise and approval. "Well, Princess, that's a good start. Taking spicy pictures is one way to keep me stimulated, but that wont be enough... I'm glad to hear that you're thinking about more than just that. It's true, a stud like me needs release." the bull adjusted the bulge in his shorts "Unfortunately, your mom doesn't have what it takes to take my seed..." His voice trailed off suggestively.

Oliver felt a shiver run down his spine. He swallowed hard, trying to find the courage to speak. "I... I could try, Mister... I could..." He hesitated, unsure of himself. "If it means you'll stay... ill take your seed... I just.. I dont know how" He looked down at the floor, feeling a bit embarrassed.

With his head hung low, Oliver reflected on the bull's words. The term "princess" felt strange, yet oddly comforting, like a warm blanket wrapping around him. He'd never been called that before, and it brought a blush to his cheeks. The fear of losing the bull's attention gnawed at his heart, He felt like he had to step up and prove himself, or The Bull would leave him like everyone else had.

"Well... you've got yourself a deal, Kiddo..." The bull smiles deviously, his teeth gleaming in the dim light of the barn. "But first, let's see if you're really up for it." He unbuckles his belt, letting it clank as it fell open. "You liked my picture, right? Tell me what you liked about it."

Oliver nodded, still blushing deeply. He knew he had to be brave, to show that he could handle this. "I liked... your muscles, and... how big you looked." He stammers, trying to find the right words.

The Bull chuckled, "Big huh? Go on..." Hearing the young boy describe him with such innocent awe sent a thrill through his body. His crotch grew hot and tight with anticipation, his member swelling within his shorts. He knew that Oliver had no idea what he was really saying, but it didn't matter. The unintentional flattery was intoxicating.

"Yeah... Big..." Olive murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. He felt his own small member stir in his shorts, not quite understanding why he was feeling this way. "I didn't know a boys parts could get that big..." He glanced up at the bull, his eyes wide with innocence.

The bull took a step back placing his hands on his hips, his smile growing more mischievous by the second. "Would you like to see my manhood person, Oliver?" He asked, his tone playful yet laced with a hint of dominance.

Oliver's heart raced. He knew deep down that this was something he shouldn't be doing, that it was wrong. But the warmth that spread through his chest every time the bull talked about his body was too alluring to ignore. Oliver was desperate for the bull's approval, for the sense of belonging and protection that he exuded. He thought back to all the times he felt lonely, yearning for a strong, caring presence in his life. The bull was filling that void, and he was willing to do whatever it took to keep him there. The young otter nodded, his eyes hovering over the bull's crotch.

"I can make that happen for you, Oliver," X said, his voice low and gruff, his eyes never leaving the young otter's flustered face. "But I need to hear you ask for it." The power dynamic between them grew more palpable with each passing second, the air thick with anticipation.

Oliver gulped, his heart thundering in his chest. He'd never used such a word before, not even in his thoughts. But the way the bull spoke made him feel like he had to, like it was a password to some secret clubhouse of manhood and belonging. He took a deep breath and finally spoke, "Mister... I wanna see it... may I... may I see your... manhood?"

The bull's smile grew broader, his eyes gleaming with excitement. The bull chuckled, undoing his shorts and letting them fall to the floor. He stepped out of them, revealing his impressive member, already half-hard. "you may, Princess," he said gently, kneeling down beside Oliver. “You’re exactly the type of boy I’ve been looking for.”

X had done it. He had convinced the hottest 11 year old boy he's ever seen to willingly ask for his cock. But he knew he couldn't breed the otter pup just yet. Theres no possible way for a young boy to take a studs cock without preparation. X had his work cut out to train this willing boy.

"Come here, Princess... take a closer look," the bull murmured, guiding Oliver's small hand toward his throbbing member. The boy's soft touch sent shivers down the bull's spine, and he felt himself growing harder by the second. "You see, this is what a real man's cock looks like," he said, gently stroking Oliver's fingers over the smooth, veiny length of his shaft. "It's big and strong, just like me."

As Oliver traced the outline of the bull's cock with trembling fingertips. He'd never seen anything like it before, and the sheer size of it made him feel hot and fuzzy inside. He glanced up at the bull, hoping for an explanation. "Why... is your m..manhood so... big?" he asked in a small voice, his eyes fixating on the member in front of him. "and these... they're... they're s..so heavy" he added, cupping one of the studs smooth testicles in his small hand.

The bull smirked, his cock twitching at the contact. "Well, that's because I'm a stud, Princess," he said, running his fingers through the boy's soft hair. "My body is built for breeding. My cock is long and hard, so it can reach deep inside my bitch and fill them with seed... My balls are heavy because they produce a lot of that precious stuff."

He paused for a moment, considering how to continue. He didn't want to scare or overwhelm the young otter. "You see, Oliver," he began gently, "my seed is important because it carries my strength and my genes. When I breed a bitch, I'm giving them a part of myself... Seed as precious as mine should never be wasted"

Oliver nodded thoughtfully, his green eyes wide with wonder. He knew that animals had babies, of course, but he had never thought about it in such a... personal way. It was fascinating, and a little scary. "So, when you breed, it's like... giving them a gift?"

The bull nodded, his expression solemn. "Exactly. And as a stud, it's my duty to ensure that my seed finds the right home. It's a big responsibility."

"Woah..." Oliver said as he looked down at his own small body, feeling a twinge of doubt. "But... I'm just a boy," he murmured, fidgeting with the hem of his sweater. "Could a boy like me ever be the right home for such a... gift?"

The bull's gaze grew intense, his eyes roving over Oliver's form. "You definitely have the body for it, Kiddo" he stated with certainty, his voice gruff yet reassuring. Oliver blushed under the scrutiny, his heart racing. "But... how do I know if I'm ready?" he asked, not sure of what he was really asking."I'm only eleven... i've never taken a seed before" he stammered.

Moving closer and wrapping an arm around the young otter. "I know, Princess," he sighed. Oliver felt a heat in his chest every time the stud called him princess. He was torn, he knew boys aren't supposed to be princesses. But when the stud called him that, it felt strangely...good.

"I dont think you're ready to be bred and take seed back there just yet, kiddo" X said, smirking. The stud knew he would have to slowly break his new bitch in. If he fucked the pups ass right away, he would hurt the poor kid. More than that, X wanted the satisfaction of Oliver willingly offering his ass to him. He was a stud, after all.

"But..." Oliver began, looking down at the bull's thick shaft. Im not a girl, he thought to himself. "how are you supposed to breed me if I'm not a girl" the bull began stroking his cock slowly "Ah, princess," he said gently. "You don't understand. Sometimes, in the animal kingdom, boys can be bred too. It's not just for girls... when a stud breeds a cute little boy like you, he fucks you and fills your body with his seed."

The bulls cock was fully erect now.

"Whats a fucks? What does it mean?" Oliver asked, his innocent eyes fixed on the bull's crotch. The bull chuckled softly, stroking the boy's hair again. "Fucking, Princess," he said, his voice low and stern. "Its the proper way to take a studs seed. When a stud breeds his bitch, he fucks them."

Oliver was still confused. But, before he could muster a reply, the bulls penis brushed his whiskers. "Oh!" Oliver gasped, now focused on the black organ hanging before him. "The first time you get fucked is very important, princess," the bull said, rubbing his member against Oliver's cheek. "It has to be special. So I'm going to take it slow, and make sure you're ready when the time comes"

As Oliver tentatively explored the bull's cock with his hand, he felt a sense of urgency. "But... how will I know when I'm ready? What if I take too long?!" he asked, looking up at the older male with desperation. " I...I have to take your seed soon!" the otter began to cry "you'll leave me if you dont get release!" he pleaded.

X stood proud, pointing his cock towards the young otter below him. "Well, princess," he began, "there is another way to take my seed without wasting it." Oliver looked up with hope in his eyes, sniffing back his tears. "its not the proper way... but it'll do in the mean time"

Oliver wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, sniffling as he looked up at X with hopeful eyes. "Really?" he said, his voice small and hopeful. The bull nodded, his expression softening slightly.

"Yes, really," X said. "A young boy like you can still take a stud's seed, but in a different way." He looked down at the beautiful boy "You can take it in your mouth... and swallow it." The bull's cock bumped Oliver's nose playfully, making him giggle despite his confusion. "that way, it's not wasted, and you can help keep me around"

Oliver's eyes were drawn to the sheer size of the bull's testicles. The Bull said they were full of his precious seed. The bull looked down at him, a glint in his eye. "Whadd'ya think, kiddo? Would you like that?" He asked, that devious smirk playing on his lips.

Oliver looked up at the bull, his eyes shimmering with excitement and fear. He didn't know what to say. He just knew he didn't want the bull to leave again. "Yeah," he whimpered, his voice trembling. "I'll do it. I'll take your seed. I don't want you to go away."

The bull's smile grew wide, his eyes sparkling with a mix of satisfaction and hunger. "Good boy," he said, patting Oliver's head. "Now get down on your knees for me."

Oliver's legs wobbled slightly as he lowered himself to the floor. He looked up at X, his heart racing as the bull took a step closer. The tip of the bull's cock was now only a few inches from his face, and Oliver could see the veins pulsing with each heartbeat. He knew this was a big moment, something important was happening.

The bull's hand began to move, stroking his shaft with a rhythm that was almost hypnotizing. "Look at me, Oliver," he rumbled, his deep voice sending shivers down the otter's spine. "Let me see those pretty eyes of yours." Oliver's gaze remained fixed on the bull's, unable to look away as X continued to stroke himself. "What do you want, boy?" the bull asked, his voice thick with desire. "Say it out loud."

Now kneeling before the older made, Oliver felt a strange heat building in his chest, watching the bull's hand glide up and down the velvety shaft of his manhood. It was like nothing he had ever seen before, and his own curiosity was matched only by the hypnotic rhythm of the bull's stroking. He knew what he had to say, and surprisingly, he found that he truly believed it. He wanted it. He wanted to help the bull in any way he could, even if it was something new and scary.

The bull's eyes bore into his own, and Oliver's voice trembled as he spoke, "I want to take your seed," he announced, his cheeks flushing a deep red. "I'll do it!" The bull's smile grew wider, and he leaned down, placing one large hand under Oliver's chin and tilting it upward. "Say it again," he coaxed, his voice low and demanding.

Oliver swallowed hard, his heart racing as he looked into the bull's eyes. "I want to take your seed," he repeated, his voice stronger this time. The bull's grip tightened gently on his chin, his breath hot and heavy. "Ahh, yeah, princess," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "Show me that tongue, boy."

Oliver obeyed, sticking out his tongue and watching as the bull's shaft grew closer. The scent was faintly musky, and the taste was new and intriguing. The bull's hand guided his mouth to the tip of his cock, and Oliver felt the velvety heat against his lips. "Keep it there, Princess" the bull instructed, his eyes half-lidded with pleasure. "Mmm, yeah, just like that."

As the bull's stroking grew more urgent, Oliver could tell something was about to happen. He remembered the earlier conversation about the bull's seed being in his balls, and without a second thought, he reached out to cup them gently.

The bull's eyes shot open, and he let out a deep, guttural moan. "Fuck," he grunted, his hips bucking forward slightly. The gentle sensation of Oliver's small hands on his sensitive orbs sent him over the edge. Oliver felt the bull's balls tighten in his grasp, and before he could even process what was happening, a thick, white rope of seed shot out and landed squarely across his face. He flinched from the suddenness of it, his eyes closing as bull's firm grip on his chin held him in place.

Another rope followed, and another, the older male emptied himself into the boys mouth. Oliver choked slightly, overwhelmed by the sheer volume, but the bull's firm grip held him there. He could feel the warmth of the stud's seed coating his tongue and the back of his throat, the taste was salty and bitter. "Hold it! Hold still!" the bull grunted, his body trembling with the intensity of his release.

Oliver sat frozen, kneeling before the handsome stud, his mouth full hot seed. "The choice is yours, Oliver," the bull panted, his grip on the otter's chin unyielding. "If you swallow my seed, you're mine. You'll belong to me from now on" Oliver opened his eyes. This was his chance to finally have the father figure he had always wanted, he knew what he had to do. looking directly up at his new stud, he locked eyes with the bull... and swallowed.

As the last drops of the bull's essence slid down his throat, Oliver felt a wave of warmth spread through his body. A sense of belonging and purpose filled him, and he knew that from now on, he belonged to the stud. "I knew you had what it takes" the bull huffed proudly, looking down at the young otter who had just swallowed his cum. "Now, you better wipe that mouth and get out of here before your mom comes looking."

The words snapped Oliver back to reality. He had forgotten all about his mother in the heat of the moment. Quickly, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and scrambled to his feet. "Y-yes, sir" he stammered, looking up at the bull with a newfound sense of awe and respect. "Mister..." the young boy chirped, "does this mean you and mom are gonna get married?"

X chuckled, shaking his head. "No, Princess," he replied. Oliver's ears drooped. "Oh... okay..." he mumbled, the bull sighed. "Look, I know this is hard for you to understand, but it's just the way things are... Y'know your mother wanted my seed too. She doesn't have what it takes to satisfy me. If she found out that you had it first... well, she'd be really upset. She'd think you were taking what should have been hers.... She might even call the Sheriff to take me away"

Oliver's eyes widened in fear. "The Sherrif?!"

"Now don't you worry about that, Kiddo," X reassured him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "So, from now on, you're going to be my little secret, understand?" Oliver nodded eagerly, "I promise, I won't tell anyone!"

The bull grinned back at the otter, pleased with his understanding. "We're gonna have a lot of fun tomorrow night, you and me. I'll be back, and next time..." he paused, lowering his voice to a husky whisper, "...I'm going to let you suck on it." Oliver's fur stood on end, his eyes wide with excitement at the thought.

"Get going, Kiddo. I'll see you tomorrow night." the bull turned and walked back towards the barn, his powerful form disappearing into the shadows.
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