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Sean snerked awake suddenly, the fur on one side of his muzzle matted from being pressed against the book he had been reading. A lined page next to the book had some notes which got messier and messier until just a straight line with the occasional wiggle finished off the page but thankfully hadn't touched the book. He sighed and knew that he wouldn't get any more reading done on the social reasons behind linguistic shifts in the southern states of the USA tonight.

He straightened up and looked around and immediately noticed three things. First he noticed his glasses weren't on which he quickly corrected. Second he noticed that the library was oddly empty for four pm on a Wednesday night. Thirdly he noticed it was also quite dark outside, far darker than cloud cover could produce without it being pelting down rain.

He quickly checked his pockets for his mobile, always forgetting which one he had it in today, and checked the clock. "Fuck!" He exclaimed far louder than he had intended and his words echoed around the empty floor. The phone revealed it was now past eight pm and he had two missed calls. A quick check revealed both were from his sister who was probably concerned that he was home so late.

He stood and stretched, his chunky vulpine body gave a twinge of pain in response to having slept in such an odd position. He was a little shorter than the average fox which meant he was shorter than most of the other furs at the university he worked at. He had usual fox markings, black feet and paws, orange to red fur across the rest of his body with brilliant emerald eyes that looked away from people when they made eye contact with him. His belly was a few sizes too large from the university cafeteria. His clothes and glasses weren't fashionable, simple black dress pants, a white shirt with no tie and glasses that were out of fashion 5 years ago but had only been replaced a year ago.

He quickly gathered his things and then logged onto a public terminal near the stairs. He didn't have a car and never stayed this late so he was checking the bus times. To his dismay he found he would be waiting an hour for a local bus. He was about to log out when he noticed another route that would put him on the other side of a large park from his house. He decided in a moment that a ten minute walk would always beat waiting an hour for a bus.

Minutes later he was at the bus station. He pulled his jacket around him tightly against a strong breeze. He was glad it wasn't raining as it had been doing so on and off again all day. A minute later he was on the bus and reading an e-novel on his phone. Fifteen minutes later he left the warm comfort of the bus, even if some of the other people were weird, and entered the cold wind and then the park.

The trees acted as a natural shield against the wind so he loosened the grip on his jacket. A few meters into the park was a sign with all the different walking tracks listed. To Sean's dismay no path went straight through the middle of the park, all of the paths curved and swayed around natural highlights. The fastest path, according to the sign, was to go right around the edge of the park which would take easily over half an hour.

He looked over the sign a few more times, hoping that somehow a new path would reveal itself to him, but it didn't. So he decided that tonight would be the night for hiking, even if he did get lost the worst that would happen is he would stumble around for a little while and find one of the hiking paths and then follow it out. He glanced up at the horizon and chose one of the large buildings as a land mark to walk towards and started into the trees.

The fox had never been the outdoors type, he much preferred being inside reading a good book or pretending to be a warrior in some crazy world where all the girls wore miniskirts and the guys had swords double their size. Despite this he found he was enjoying the woods. It was a clear night so he had plenty of light to see the trees and the roots that pushed up through the soil so he didn't trip that much.

As he walked he heard insects and birds and then his ears perked up as he made out something else, a more sentient gasp. He forgot about the way he was going and started to head towards the sound. He was so focused in tracking the sound that was getting louder and louder that he didn't notice the root underfoot and tripped over.

The trip was quite an impressive one, instead of just falling flat on his face he tumbled forward from leg to legs, his arms waving wildly, trying to grab at a tree to stop him from falling. He hands finally did grab something but it wasn't a tree. His glasses had slipped down his muzzle so he couldn't see clearly but whatever it was was warm and furry and moving. A scent that was familiar and yet oddly different struck the foxes nose as he pushed his glasses up his muzzle again.

In front of him was a midnight black wolf, pants around his ankles and shirt pulled up to expose a very well toned stomach. Sean didn't see his dick though since it was embedded deep inside a moaning thin house cat who was lent against a tree. The wolf's hips continued to thrust back and forth as he looked down at the chubby fox.

"Clumsy oaf!" He growled out as he met the fox's eyes and held his gaze for a few seconds before the fox looked away and his eyes moved towards the cats swinging dick. He couldn't take his eyes off how it swung and dripped it's pre seed as the wolf gave deep thrusts, using all of what seemed to be a quite impressive length His mouth was dry and he tried to utter some apology but the wolf interrupted him "I don't do chubs, sorry kid. So do us a favour and fuck right off"

The cat didn't even make a noise about the fox's presence, obviously lost in the pleasure the wolf was giving him. Sean, who was blushing brightly under his already red fur, shuffled back then stood and fled as the wolf chuckled and turned back to concentrate on the moaning feline.

The fox wondered aimlessly for for a little bit, trying to catch sight of the tall building he had used as a land mark but can't see it through the tree's. His own cock was tight in his briefs. The oddness of the situation had got him so aroused because, truth be told, he had never gone beyond giving another male a paw job. He had dated guys and girls and decided he liked guys far more, but all the guys he met didn't seem interested in him physically or when they were it was like he was doing them a favour to pleasure them.

Lost in his thoughts he stumbled into a clearing that didn't appear on any of the official maps. The was a old but sturdy wooden bench with a bronze plaque that was now nearly unreadable on it. There was also a large brawny lion, completely naked, a pile of clothes nearby showing he was not a nudist or a feral, and he was sitting on the bench. The moon light lit up the scene, seemingly for the fox's enjoyment.

His eyes looked over the lion as he licked his lips. He had dark brown, almost black, mane fur that covered his head and went down over half of his chest in a sharp v, the very tip of it ending down below his nipples. A trail of the same coloured hair was speckled down his stomach until it reached a thick bush of pubic fur that obscured just how truly large the lions sheath was. The rest of his fur, from his toes to his face, was a solid gold colour, brighter than most lions the fox knew. The lion was muscled in a natural way, his arms and legs bulky but not overly defined, most likely from hard work instead of hours in a gym.

The fox blushed as his eyes finally did what he had wanted them to do from the start and stared directly at the lions pride. It was quite soft at the moment, a thick uncut fleshy length hanging over two golden orbs. The lions hands moved and cupped himself and presented the organ as it lengthened just a little. The fox gulped and looked up at the lions face and tried to stutter out an apology.

"Come closer fox" The lion said, his voice was deep and Sean's knees went weak just at the sound of it and he knew this was the voice that was in his mind every time he pawed off. This was the voice that gasped and groaned and told him how good he was as he imagined being fucked or doing the fucking and ended up shooting his wad across his chest with his glasses fogged up.

He barely noticed his feet stepping forward towards the lion, almost in a spell from the deep voice. His eyes locked onto the lions brilliant yellow orbs, the entire lion seemed like some kind of golden god to the fox as he closed the distance slowly. When he was within arms distance the deep voice said "stop" and the fox did. His nose quivered as he couldn't help but take in the lions scent. It smelt like sex, like male sex. It reminded him of the time he caught his cousin and a male friend in bed together and the way the room reeked of lust and desire and man. If you took that smell and magnified it by a hundred you'd be close to knowing what the fox thought he smelt.

"You like what you see don't you?" The lion said, his hands tracing along his body and showing the fox how his muscles moved. It was nothing as crass or cliché as body building poses. Instead it was something natural, just the lion stretching out in front of the chubby fox. The fox's head bobbed up and down in agreement so fast he started to get a little headache.

"Well then" The lion continued and a hand reached out to stroke the fox's paw gently "It's a little unfair that you get to see everything while my view is blocked by all those clothes hmmm?" The hmm stretched out almost like a purr and the lions finger traced up the fox's arm then down again slowly.

The fox didn't need to be told again and his jacket had already fallen to the ground when his mind caught up with his paws. The fact he was now thinking about what he was doing made his hands shake as he undid button after button and then pulled the thin fabric off and let it fall to the ground. He had a chubby belly with soft white fur covering it and above it his pecs had a little soft bulging but no where near man boob status.

The fox shifted a little self consciously as the lion looked at him and gave out a deep purr. His hand moved up and stroked through the soft fur against the grain, from the belly up, and teased a nipple gently. The lion opened his mouth and the same sensuous voice echoed between the tree's "Keep going".

The fox's paws moved without thinking as he moaned in pleasure. He quickly undid his belt buckle and left it hanging open as he fingers tackled the button and the fly. A quick shake of his hips and the trousers fell down his legs to a pile on the ground with the rest of his clothes. Now only a pair of white briefs hid him from the lions golden stare. If it could be called hidden anyway, the fox's short maleness was hard as a rock and it threatened to tear a hole in the fabric.

"Very nice" the lion said as he looked the fox from head to toe and then shifted forward. His hands moved around and gripped the chunky rear, squeezing the fatty flesh in a way no skinny twinky fox can ever experience, and drew the fox forward. The lion snuffed in deeply, his face mere centimetres from the fox's arousal, and licked his lips before looking up at the fox.

"Mmmm, you're a virgin then. Never been inside anyone and never had anyone inside you"

The fox shivered as he looked down at the lion. How could he know all of that just from looking at him or sniffing him? His thoughts were disturbed when the lions fingers hooked into the sides of his briefs and slowly pulled them down, his erection being the only thing that stopped them coming down all the way off.

"But not as fresh as the unploughed snow hmmm?"The lion continued as his face moved forward and a pink tongue licked out over the damp fabric coated tip. The fox groaned and ground forward as he nodded in agreement. Although he was technically a virgin he had been with others, although the lion had beaten them hands down just by licking him like that.

"Let's see" the deep voice rumbled against the fox's pulsing tip. His muzzle moved up and sniffed and nibbled at the soft white fur. "There was an older wolf who made you paw him off and then refused to repay the favour. And an otter who pawed you off when you pawed him but moved away before it could go further. They were both years ago..."

The fox nodded as the lions muzzle slowly moved up. "How do you know all this?" The fox started and then stopped as the lion nibbled, licked and sucked on a nipple as he unsheathed his claws and cut through the brief's material which left the fox completely exposed. Without needing to look the lion moved a paw around and took hold of the five inch black fox-hood and gave a squeeze.

"Never mind that sexy" The lion whispered as his head moved up and was level with the fox's, the lion slightly ducked so he could be level. He leaned forward and the two different muzzles pressed together and then a twist of the lions neck pressed his down along the fox's. The fox gasped and almost collapsed but the lions paws held him up by his ass and his cock. His tongue pressed into the fox's muzzle and ran along the tongue slowly and then pulled back which left the fox panting in need for more.

"Mmm.. and now you've just been watching all your friends getting lucky while you've been forgotten about. Am I warm?"

"Spot on..." The fox gasped out, his legs were still infirm from all the pleasure the lion had given him. "How do yo. Oooohhhhh"

The fox gasped out and his eyes went wide open as the lion took his leaking fox cock into his muzzle right down past his stubby knot to the base. His large nose ground into the fox's pubic fur and his lower jaw bumped his tightened sack. The fox had never felt anything like this in his twenty years of living. He had never imagined it could feel quite this good. For all he knew the lion was an amateur but he guessed, from remarks made by friends and the stories he read, the lion was extraordinarily talented. At least he would have guessed but at the moment the only thought going through his mind was "OH GOD OH GOD FUCK YES OH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"

All that came out of the fox's mouth though were short breathless yips of pleasure. He held perfectly still, he was fighting the urge to thrust his hips for two reasons. Firstly he was well aware that the studly lion was calling the shots, although he had not once demanded anything of him. And secondly because he feared that this was all some kind of good dream and thrusting would end it like poking a pin into a bubble.

His thoughts were shattered by the felines rough tongue lapping straight down across his oozing slit which caused the fox to groan. His balls pulled up tighter and his cock began to throb threateningly to shoot it's load into the expertly moving muzzle. Before the fox could try to issue a warning though the lion had pulled himself away. He sat back on the bench, his longer feline cock was now hard, a perfectly straight line from his groin into the air. The thick glans had pushed out of his foreskin almost completely, only a little rim around the edge making it apparent he was uncut.

"Now then fox." Said the lion as he reached up and took the saliva coated cock into his hand again. "I have given you a taste of what pleasure you can have with me. Just the merest fraction of the sensual delights that await. But... There is a price."

The fox nodded and moaned as he thrust forward and back, in and out of the lions paw. He needed so badly to cum right now, how could the lion ever think he would say no to a deal. Was he a prostitute? Did he want money? He would be worth the price even if he went into debt. Was he into some bizarre kinks? He would let him shave him, spank him or tie him up for another five seconds of that muzzle. The fox didn't care if he was the devil himself. He would gladly trade his soul for the lion to continue.

"Anything..." Was all the fox could manage to say as the lion continued to stroke his needy erection.

:"Submit to me" The lion said. His voice was almost a whisper as he continued "You are a virgin, untainted and clean. Let me enter you, use you. Give yourself to me in a way that you have never given yourself to another, and never will again. In exchange you will have everything I can grant you." The lion let his words echo as he moved his hand from the fox down to his own member. He used the fox's pre and his own saliva to lube himself up, his pink inches gleamed under the moonlight as the fox sized it up.

True he'd never lain with another male. He'd never lifted his tail while on all fours and had never felt hot inches slide into him. But he had used dildo's before. He had fingered himself in the shower. And the lions cock was only a little bigger than the toy he used when his paw couldn't satisfy him.

"How do you want me" Was what the fox tried to say. He wanted to seem eager and ready to please the lion but instead what came out was "Hodoyowahme?" and then a blush and more broken syllables as he tried to correct himself.

"Get on all fours for me" Said the lion as he stood up and his large thick lion pride bounced a little as he did so. Then his hands guided the unresisting fox how he wanted him. His knee's were in the grass and his hands rested on the bench. The lion lifted his tail and held it to one side and then stopped to admire the view. The tight ring pulsed in time with the fox's dripping maleness.

"Forgive me Sean, I am running out of time." The lion said as he moved in behind the Fox and without any teasing of the tight hole he lined up his impressive feline length against the tight hole. He then gave his hips a sharp thrust forward and before the fox could resist, before he could tighten his ring or try to move his chubby body away the head and the first few inches of the cock were buried inside the fox.

The fox fought back a scream as the prick forced it's way inside him. It felt far larger than it had looked and the fact it had stretched him out without lube or foreplay made it feel like his ring was on fire. He started to struggle, he didn't want the lion inside him any more. He pulled away but strong hands on his shoulders pulled him back and then the lion lowered his head and started to speak. His deep voice resonated against his back and even through his insides from the cock that had spread him open.

"Ah ah ah. It's too late for that now. You agreed to submit to me. To let me enter you. Just relax now. Relax or it will hurt for every second while I pound this fucking sexing body." The lions sensual voice hadn't lost any of it's seductiveness even as it threatened Sean, it had just gotten deeper which made Sean's cock pulse harder. "There we go fox, I'm half way in. This is how deep you'd be fucking someone without that knot of yours. Four inches give or take. Later tonight you can bury that thing inside me, but now you have to take the rest of me."

The fox nodded and stopped his struggling. The most intense pain had faded by now. The lion hadn't thrust his cock since the start, instead he had just been applying pressure and he let his strength and his patience slide his cock inside the resisting fox. Every time the fox whimpered or gasped out in pain the lion would pause or slow down and when the fox moaned in pleasure he sped up. It took several minutes but the lions hips finally pushed the last inch of his maleness into the chubby fox's overly stretched ass.

"Mmmmm... there, that wasn't so bad was it?"The lion murred out, his own body now pressed flush against the smaller chubbier fox's. The fox tried to reply with words but failed and just shook his head. Now that the lion was embedded deep inside him pleasure and pain were washing over him in equal measure, with the pleasure increasing and the pain decreasing.

"Well, I give you one last chance to back out then. But... I really want to fuck you now fox. I want your insides coated in my cream." The lion whispered into the fox's ear as he bought his hips back just a half an inch and then forward. The fox moaned louder under the lion, his voice echoed between the trees. "I've already done the hard part by taking this monster" was what his brain was thinking "I should just grin and bear it."

Sean gave the slightest nod of his head and that was all the permission the lion needed. His hips pulled back all the way, his thick tip exited the tortured hole before it rammed straight back in. The Fox yelled out loudly in surprise at just how strong and vicious the lion was being with his thrusts. Strong arms wrapped around the fox's body. One paw stroked his chest almost consolingly as the other wrapped around his cock and started to stroke it.

The lion plunged back and forth with all the elegance of a hippopotamus and the beauty of a pit bull. This could never be mistaken for love making or even sex. This was fucking at it's purest and finest. A deep snarl filled the air as the lion gave an extra hard thrust and sank every last inch into the now pliable hole. His balls slapped against the fox's own and he ground around which made the fox shudder and moan. Tears filled his eyes as the lion pulled back and thrust again, the force of the thrust knocked his glasses onto the ground.

"Dear god I've missed this." Growled the lion, his breathing no more strained than if he had just finished reading a book instead of ramming eight inches of leonine pride in and out of a once virgin fox hole. "Flesh around me, moaning and grunting. So pure. So eager." The lion continued, mostly to himself as he switched from heavy body slammer to a faster more primal tempo. Only the last few inches of himself now moved in and out but it was still more than the fox could tolerate without gasping and moaning in need.

The fox's hands gripped onto the bench to hold himself up despite how much his arms ached. His feet spasmed and clawed at the soft soil with every thrust. Despite the pain, despite being used like a mere thing for the lions pleasure he was loving it. Every thrust now bought more and more pleasure and almost no pain. The hands that worked his cock and stroked his chest drove him even madder into lust. Words started to fill the clearing and for the first few seconds he was unaware they were his own.

"Ah shit. Fuck that's it. I'm yours. Use me as you need to. Take me. Just fucking don't stop. Don't ever stop" His words came out clear and it seemed to be exactly what the lion needed to hear. A part of a ceremony he had no idea about.

The lions muzzle was against his ear and whispered just two words "Forgive me". The fox wondered if he meant he had a disease or something else but then didn't care in the slightest as strong jaws bit down on his shoulder and held him tight. The sharp teeth broke into his flesh, a little blood coated his shoulder blade. The lions hips sped up until they were a blur. They treated him like a difficult path of concrete that his jack hammer hips had to break through.

Again and again the lions hips surged against the fox like an ocean during a cyclone, pure unrelenting fury. The fox's arms collapsed slowly as he moaned out in pleasure. His head hit the bench with a soft thud and his eyes squeezed shut. The lion released his bite and raised his head and roared as he slammed his hips further forward than ever before. The fox squealed out as inches he hadn't thought the lion had buried into him. Then the entire length grew thicker inside the fox, stretching out his already strained ring even further. The fox groaned and was was unaware that his own cock was flexing and shooting it's seed into the grass beneath him.

A slow warmth spread through the fox as the lions cock fired shot after shot of cum deep inside him. The fox gasped in breath after breath as he finally felt his orgasm wash over him, the feeling of the lion finishing inside him just made him gasp and shiver.

The lions hips didn't rest as he came though, they slammed forward again and again, forcing inch after inch the fox didn't know the lion had into him. What the fox didn't realise was the lion's hips were thrusting past his own, his now unearthly lover merging their bodies together. The lions arms squeezed the fox and then also moved inside his fur until there was no more lion. All that was left was a gasping moaning fox whose hole was dripping a large amount of lion seed onto the ground.

Without the lions support he dropped down onto the ground. He coughed and took a deep breath. He had never felt so damn good before. He felt strong and powerful, like he could take on the entire world. His friends had talked about how good sex made them feel but he never believed it could be like this.

Slowly he lifted himself up and opened his now yellow eyes and looked around. The only thing he could see was the pile of his own clothes. No note from the lion or even a sign he had been there apart from the warmth flowing through him and the slight pain in his ass. Obviously he must have passed out and the lion had left, too much to expect him to hang around was what Sean thought to himself.

He got dressed and wondered if something had happened to his clothes, they felt a little looser than before. He shrugged and paid it no mind and headed home. His sister would be worried sick about him.

As he left, unseen to anyone, the plaque on the bench began to glow.

"In One week of every year,

An unearthly spirit shall appear,

Though it comes from the dust,

It is an aparition of pure lust,

Resist all it's pleasures,

For your body it treasures,

Great power can be granted,

But let caution here be planted,

For when your ass is surrendered,

Then your souls shall be blended."

Don't worry dear readers.

Sean will return and all about the lion will be revealed.

Well, some.

Maybe.

If you're lucky.