Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an22703@anon.penet.fi (Canine Casanova)
Date: Wed, 1 Jun 1994 14:52:22 UTC
Subject: The Initiation (M, deer, bear, foursome!)

			    The Initiation
				  by
			   Canine Casanova

	It was nearly dawn when he first heard it. A strange noise in
the distance, but it sounded like an animal in some sort of distress,
so it couldn't be too far away. He decided to investigate, and set off
in the morning twilight, feeling the cold mist of the slowly- rising
fog cling to him and the soft spongy texture of the earth beneath his
feet.

	He made his way very quietly and carefully for a few hundred
yards, knowing that his good intentions might be lost on a wounded
animal. He neared a small clearing and could hear more noises.
Scufflings, they sounded like. Like maybe more than one animal,
possibly two fighting for some purpose. It was springtime, maybe it
was two males fighting over a female.

	"Some things remain the same," he thought, remembering the
silly games he and the other young men used to play to gain the
attentions of the girls. Still, the situation could be dangerous, and
he was on his guard. That is, until he reached the edge of the
clearing and peeked out from behind a large tree...

	At first it seemed normal for this time of year, just two deer
mating in the early morning. But then he began to notice that things
were not so normal, after all. Both animals had antlers.

	As the realization sunk in, he looked under the "bottom" deer,
and to his expectation (but no less surprise) saw a large and
throbbing cock, bouncing up and down as the "mounting" deer thrust
into his partner. Unusual, to say the least. Even in the chilly dawn,
it seemed unusually warm in the forest. He had expected to see
anything but this, and the concept curled itself around his brain and
warmed it like s cat curling by the fireplace.

	It warmed the rest of him, as well. Even more than the sight
were the sounds - the scuffling he had heard, now very rhythmic and
quickening, the heavy breathing of both animals, and the occasional
grunt from one or the other. He also noticed their eyes. Big, brown,
soft deer eyes that he had seen a hundred times before, but somehow
different. It took him a few moments to figure out what it was, and
then he saw that the "bottom" animal was looking around while the
"top" one had his eyes closed.

	"Can't blame him for that," he thought to himself. He
continued to watch them as they coupled, working faster and stronger,
the muscles in both animals taut and quivering, the bottom deer
pushing back against the attentions of the top one, until the one
thrusting in a near-frenzy let out a long bellow and began to twitch
violently against his fellow lover. It was obvious what was going on,
and both animals had a glazed look in their eyes, as if this was not a
new thing.

	After a few more moments, the top buck pulled out of his
friend, trailing a small stream of cum along with his nicely-coated,
still-hard member.

	The human observer realized that he had unconsciously dug his
nails into the bark of the tree he still peeked around. Carefully
removing them, he waited breathlessly, hoping that the animals would
not bolt when they caught his scent. Both of them sniffed the air and
looked in his direction, but they just stood very still, waiting to
see what would happen next. Slowly, so slowly, he moved around from
behind the tree, and stood at the edge of the clearing looking at
them. They looked back, sizing him up and determining whether or not
he was a threat to them.

	As he stood there, they gradually began to relax and were now
regarding him with suspicion, but not outright fear. He had won the
trust of animals before, but never in a situation like this. it was
nice to see that they didn't seem panicked by his presence. he began
speaking to the animals softly, getting them used to the sound of his
voice and that he could make noise.

	At his first words they started, but gradually they once again
relaxed and began to regard him less warily. Now was the time to do
something.

	He took a few small steps toward the pair, still speaking
softly to them, completely unaware of anything except his
concentration on them and their reactions to him. They stood very
still, but did not run. Slowly, painfully slowly, he moved to the
nearest one, the one that had been on the "bottom", and held out his
hand. The animal looked at him, again sizing up this new visitor into
its domain, and eventually nuzzled his hand slightly, sniffing it
carefully, as if trying to catalog the scent of this strange animal.
The "strange animal" stood very still, all the while speaking in a
soft voice, and let the deer satisfy itself that he was not a threat.

	After it seemed that the animal was satisfied with his status,
he gently reached up and scratched the muzzle of this lovely animal.
The reaction was one of guardedness, but it was obvious that he had
discovered an itchy spot and that it felt very good. The young buck
began to lick at his hand, this time much more affectionately. He
looked into the eyes of the animal and remembered how much he had been
impressed by "doe eyes" in the past - they may not be doe's eyes now,
but the concept was the same. The source of the metaphor held a much
stronger influence on his feelings and reactions.

	As he floated into and out of awareness of his surroundings,
his mind wandered back to the events of a few minutes ago, and he
began to wonder if perhaps these animals would trust him *that* much,
enough to allow him to join them in their fun.

	He began to caress the buck's soft hair, scratching at the
neck, behind the ears, under the chin, all the while taking note of
the still-hard cock hanging beneath the animal. He must have found
them early on in their activities - this poor fellow had yet to be
pleased.

	But that could be taken care of... He continued touching and
stroking the animal's coat, moving across the back and feeling the
powerful, yet agile muscles of the shoulders and haunches. It was all
he could do to keep from simply attacking this lovely buck and
pleasing both of them, but that might spoil the situation, and
besides, why rush? It appeared that the other buck was understanding
what was happening, as he moved off and lay down at the edge of the
clearing, but kept a watchful eye out for any other intruders. How
nice to have someone with the sharp senses of a deer watching out for
you, he thought.

	He continued on with the buck, kneeling down next to him and
scratching his belly, feeling the soft hair there and feeling the heat
of its stiff prick in the cold morning. It was more temptation than he
could stand, and finally he reached out to touch the deer, quivering
with excitement and anticipation.

	As his hand touched the hot, stiff, smoothness of the deer's
penis, he felt a surge of energy flow through him. He wasn't sure
where it came from, but it was powerful and it lit his brain up into
an acute awareness of every sound, every smell, every sensation of
everything around him. Particularly an awareness of his fingers and
his own groin. The buck looked back at him, confused, but remained
where he was, apparently not wanting to be too picky about where
pleasure came from.

	With this encouragement, the now too-aware human continued,
gently wrapping his fingers around the throbbing stiffness, feeling
the power that belied the animal's relatively small size. Carefully he
stroked up and down the length, amazed at the very idea of doing this
to a "wild" animal. Right now he felt a bit wild, himself. His
attentions had caused the horny buck to breathe heavily, his chest
heaving with the effort to satisfy his body's need for air. Obviously,
things were going just fine.

	After a few minutes of watching and feeling this lovely dick
slide through his fingers, the salivating human could stand no more.
He reached his tongue out and carefully, gently flicked the tip of it
over the head of the buck's meaty cock, tasting the tiny drop of
precum that had appeared there. He had eaten wild game only once,
unable to do so now because of his revulsion at the thought of killing
such lovely animals - but there was that "gamey" taste again,
something he had enjoyed. It was enough to overload his senses, and he
quickly devoured the buck's member, taking all of it into his mouth,
feeling the firmness and heat that had grown within his own pants.
Gently he sucked, then more strongly as his partner humped gently at
the new, wonderful sensations.

	Just then, the deer lying in the clearing bolted to his feet,
listening intently and looking around. The buck receiving his
attentions also snapped to immediate awareness, now completely
ignoring the human who had his cock deep within his mouth. Something
was up, obviously. His human senses couldn't make anything out yet,
but he stood up and listened, knowing that he could rely on the deer's
keen awareness to help him.

	Then, he heard it - a crashing coming toward them, accompanied
by a growling noise. He still wasn't sure what it was, but he had the
feeling it might be a good idea to get out of sight, so he ducked back
behind his tree, just barely controlling his fear. The two bucks had
isolated the direction of the sound and were looking intently that
way, sniffing the air very carefully.

	Time slowed down. It seemed like hours before he saw the
outline of the huge bear approaching the clearing. The odd thing was
that the deer were still there. He was sure they had seen and smelled
the bear, so what were they doing? The bear stopped short, sniffed the
air, and lumbered into the clearing with the bucks.

	Now *this* was strange. Either these deer were really stupid,
or this bear had studied hypnosis. What was the explanation for this
strange scene? He continued to watch and wait. The three animals were
on the opposite side of the clearing from him in a group, so he
couldn't see too well, but it appeared that they were making sure they
knew one another. Odd for a bear to know deer as anything other than
food, he thought.

	But what happened next made him believe anything could happen.

	The bear moved into the center of the clearing, where it was
easy to see in the now well-lit forest. It appeared to be a female,
although he wasn't sure. That is, until the buck he had been sucking
on moved behind the bear and mounted it like there was nothing more
natural in the world. His poor human brain was having real difficulty
figuring this out, but there it was - a very horny buck (he knew that)
was happily fucking a huge bear, who seemed to be enjoying the
attention. He knew all about spring fever, but this was obviously a
new strain.

	As he watched, the second buck moved in front of the bear and
walked forward until he was almost standing on top of her. She reached
out with her long pink tongue and began to lick at his dick, now hard
again, with relish. This was too weird, too insane. it had to be a
dream. Animals didn't behave like this.

	But these three were, and it seemed clear that they are
enjoying themselves. There were various sounds of breathing, grunts,
and low growls as the bestial trio pleased one another. He wondered
what would be next, but decided that maybe nothing could top this, and
resigned himself to watching the spectacle.

	The two deer humped relentlessly at the bear, shoving her
forward and back as each tried to crawl inside her. For agonizing
minutes it went on, until finally the buck in front of her yelped and
shot a load of creamy cum onto her tongue, which she quickly lapped up
- bears having such skilled tongues, after all. About the same time
she was enjoying her snack of deer cum, she let out a long, low growl
and went completely rigid, her haunches straining with tension.

	Her timing was perfect, as the deer fucking her let out a long
bellow and began to twitch, just as his partner had done before. For
"dumb animals", their sense of timing was right on. They enjoyed their
orgasm together for awhile, and eventually separated and all three of
them lay down in the grass to rest, the deer feeling very safe with a
bear in their midst.

	He stared at them for a long, long time, still not believing
what he had just seen. He shook his head, rubbed his eyes. He even
pinched himself to see if it was a dream, but there they were, lying
together. Two lovely young bucks and a huge, shaggy bear. The world
seemed very wrong, somehow. He wished he had a camera or even a
sketchpad, because nobody would *ever* believe this.

	But he didn't. He had only his own memory, so he drank in the
entire scene. The way the dappled sunlight looked on their coats, the
heavy scent in the air, the extreme stillness, the quiet. All of it.
Even through all his efforts, a tiny whimper escaped him and was heard
by the buck he had been attending to before the bear had appeared. The
animal got up and quietly walked over to him, looking at him again
with those big, brown eyes. He didn't know what to make of this, had
no idea what the animal could want. The buck sniffed at him carefully,
almost as if he were trying to find something hidden.

	At last he found what he had been looking for, and nuzzled at
the human's crotch, sending waves of excitement and arousal through
him. Not only did this deer fuck bears, he also was concerned about
his "other lovers", as well. There was no hiding the erection
straining at the fabric of his pants, and he had no doubt that the
scent of human arousal was very strong to animals who could smell a
hundred times better than he could.

	While he was contemplating this, he felt the firm nudge of the
young buck's antlers against his chest, urging him to do something
besides stand there gaping like an idiot. "Hey, it's already been
weird," he thought, "why not go all-out?"

	So he carefully undressed himself, removing his warm jacket
and shirt, his "Grizzly Adams" pants, feeling the coolness of the
morning touching him all over, and taking a deep breath, finished
disrobing until he stood naked in the now-cold air. He took a step or
two forward into a small patch of sunlight, that warmed him but was
not warm, the brisk air pricking at his nerves and heightening their
sensitivity. The buck walked to him and began once again to nuzzle at
his groin, now quite sure that this was the source of the strong
scent, and licked out at the boy's stiff cock with his long, sticky
tongue.

	At the first touch of the animal's tongue to him, he let out a
little squeal and jumped a bit - more in surprise at the very action
taking place than of the actual sensation. But it was a delightful
sensation, to be sure!

	As he stood there, rigid as the bear had been, feeling a soft
breeze on his skin and the regular, hot breath of the buck on him, his
mind reeled. He was no longer human, at least not within his own mind.
He was simply "there", wherever that was. A place that was at once
everything he saw and heard and felt, and yet somehow above all that,
reveling in the exquisite pleasure he was feeling. He wondered if the
two bucks did this to one another, and he decided they probably did,
since they obviously pleased one another quite well. His body began to
draw him back into reality as he neared the peak, feeling himself
trembling with the overload of sensations, still feeling the
smoothness of that wonderful tongue against his flesh...

	And then, as if he'd made up his mind, the deer stopped. Just
removed that lovely tongue and looked at him. He was almost incoherent
with pleasure and need, and began to react on pure instinct. He moved,
jerkily, behind the young animal, who didn't move an inch, and
grabbing himself, thrust forward into the deer's body. The firm but
yielding resistance, the rhythm of the deer's heartbeat, and somewhere
*way* in the back of his mind, the thought of what he was doing,
combined in a few moments to push him to the edge. It took only a few
strokes for him to explode within the buck, his body shaking and his
cum erupting into the animal as he cried out in ecstasy, rousing the
other two animals, who looked over at the pair quizzically, but while
they watched, they did nothing else. Wave after wave of searing
pleasure shook the human as he emptied himself into his lover, jet
after jet streaming forth, until at last he was spent and fell to his
knees, panting and shaking, lost again in that "in between" world of
total awareness and total isolation. His poor brain had had quite a
workout already, and this wasn't helping.

	But it left him with a realization of just what kind of
relationship these animals had. They were supposed to be enemies,
afraid of each other (or food to one another), and yet they had
somehow discovered that it was more fun to screw than to chase around
through the forest. It didn't make sense, and yet it was very
practical.

	The scene had not gone unnoticed by the other two animals, of
course. Both the buck and the huge bear eyed him, obviously not
worried about him hurting them, since he couldn't even look around.
All he could do was kneel there, panting.

	But if one of them had accepted him, it seemed that they all
could, so they went on watching. His own survival instinct wouldn't
let him sleep, even though he felt exhausted, so he watched them back,
catching his breath and trying to bring himself back to where he was.

	As he began to recover, he noticed that the group was now
eyeing him differently. No longer was he an intruder. There was
something else. Something - different.

	The bear was the first to move. She walked over to him and
sniffed at him, picking up the scent of her lover and his own, which
no doubt was reeking of whatever scent it was humans gave off during
sexual arousal. She nuzzled at him, making sure he was ok. Her soft
fur brushing against his bare skin and sending little ripples of
pleasure through him.

	He wasn't sure if he could handle any more pleasure at the
moment, but he allowed himself to lean against her side, letting her
support his weight so he could relax. She sniffed some more and seemed
satisfied that he was ok, then she lay down, letting him rest his head
on her back. He still couldn't convince himself that he could sleep,
but the warmth of her fur and the rhythmic motion of her breathing did
help him finally bring himself back to reality, and after awhile he
stood, stretching the residual tension out of himself, taking long,
deep breaths of the morning air to clear his head.

	But this was what the trio was waiting for.

	As soon as it was obvious that he was not only all right, but
able, they moved toward him.

	At first, he was frightened - they might play together, but
maybe they could hurt together as well. But they didn't look like they
wanted to hurt him, so he eyed them carefully. Now it was their turn
to have the advantage of knowing what was going on. The bear sidled up
to him, rubbing her flank against his legs, and almost knocking him
over. The sun had warmed her fur, and it felt nice in contrast to the
cool air. She went to the center of the clearing and stood there, in
much the same way she had when the two bucks had descended on her. The
larger of the two, the one he had just screwed, lowered his head and
pushed with his antlers, forcing the still- confused human toward the
center of the clearing as well. The smaller buck was moving to assist
his partner, herding the boy towards the bear. It seemed that the deer
wanted the two of them together. Well, so be it. He moved behind her
and got a strong whiff of her scent - no surprise, he thought - but it
was also that "gamey" type of scent. He began to sense what was going
on, and waited to see what the deer would do next.

	The larger of the pair nudged him forward at the bear, looking
at him as if to say, "Don't be dense. You're not *that* dumb, are
you?" Of course, he wasn't. The scent and the idea of being nudged
into "serving" the huge, furry bear had excited him, although he
didn't know where the energy came from. The deer nudged - more like
shoved - him forward one more time, and he finally felt his hard cock
poke into the bear's body. She was much larger than he, and he felt a
bit lost within her, but the hot, velvety smoothness soon helped him
forget his anxiety, and wish his whole body could become lost in such
a way. He worked within her, slowly, enjoying himself and trying to
gauge her reaction, which he judged to be favorable. The bear moved
with a human-like squirming, in obvious enjoyment. He closed his eyes
and let all the sensations pour over him.

	He was sharply startled by the feel of a long tongue lapping
at him from behind.

	As his head snapped around to look, he saw that the smaller
(younger?) of the two bucks, the one that he hadn't met at all yet,
was licking at him, driving him crazy and tickling him a little. He
didn't know whether to laugh or sigh or moan or what, and so he tried
to do all of them at once. The end result was kind of a nondescript
quivering that pleased all three of them. His pace within the bear
quickened unconsciously as he became more aroused, but there was still
no hurry...

	Until the buck that had been licking at him decided to take
action, that is. With remarkably agility, the deer behind him jumped
up, the motion forcing the human to bend, and allowing the deer to be
perched atop his back, most of the deer's weight resting on his hind
legs.

	Once again, the world was becoming too strange, but this time,
he didn't bother to question. He just went with it, bending more and
burying his face in the soft coat of the bear while he felt the firm
head of the buck's dick poking at him. It was hard for him to relax
within all the tension, but he did his best.

	At last, the buck was able to slide within the human, adding
himself to the forest orgy. Slowly at first, then with more vigor, he
slid his entire length within the human's body, matching the slow (but
now quicker) motion of the bear and boy, alternating with their rhythm
so the human was pulling out of the bear and back onto the deer. But
by this time, he knew that the experience should be ultimate, that
there should be nothing left but pleasure. He motioned the larger buck
(what else could he do, "pinned" between the two animals?) in front of
the bear, and stretched his arms out to pull the animal forward until
the buck had to stand on his hind legs to keep his balance, which was
exactly what was supposed to happen.

	With his own dick inside the bear, his ass lovingly filled
with deer cock, he had to fulfill the scene and took the second buck's
meat deep within his mouth, greedily sucking and licking at it, not
knowing which sensation to pay attention to, and wishing he could feel
them all equally.

	Once again reality slipped away from him, but this time they
were all there, all four of them. He couldn't see them, but he felt
their presence, the feeling of belonging, the oneness that they were
sharing.

	And the pleasure, *all* the pleasure, as if every nerve in his
body were geared only to receive pleasant feelings, and each one were
being stimulated to overload by all of the animals that surrounded
him. He opened his eyes and saw the bear's dark coat beneath him,
finally noticing in his heightened awareness the spotty, peppery
coloring of it; he saw the belly of the deer above him and looked down
the length of that tasty meat; he heard the two sets of antlers
clicking together above him; he heard the heavy, ragged breathing that
could have been theirs, or his, he no longer knew. All he knew was
pleasure, so much pleasure...

	He had no idea how long they were like that, wrapped in a
tangle of bodies and legs and arms, but it seemed to go on forever.
It was like a dream that he never wanted to wake up from. Everything
was at once intense and yet fuzzy, as parts of his mind were obscured
by the lusty glaze over his brain. But through it all, his body was
affected by such pleasures.

	The group's rhythm increased, building quickly to a blurry,
frenzied pace. He could feel the tension building within the bear's
body, could feel the growing insistence of the buck in his ass, and
the increasing need of the buck in his mouth, along with his own
tension, which seemed like it would stretch him forever until he
snapped. Upward and upward they climbed, intensity building until it
was almost blinding with its fury, until the chain reaction began. The
buck in his mouth yelped and lurched forward, stuffing his mouth
completely full and shooting gobs of cum down his throat, almost
scalding his tongue as it flowed from within the deer's balls.

	With the sensation of the first jet from the deer, the boy
slammed himself hard within the bear, pushing her over the edge, her
body becoming rock-solid and rigid as she pushed back against her
lover. The force of his thrusts within her caused the buck behind him
to let go, spraying his load of hot cum inside his ass, the
lubrication allowing for the strokes to come quick and fast and deep,
and that was finally the breaking point.

	Surrounded on all sides by fiercely orgasming animals, the
human's exploded with titanic force. His body tensed as if someone
had pulled the strings of a puppet too tight, his legs, though bent at
the knees, hammered at the ground and the force of his muscles shoved
the entire group forward, but none of them lost their positions or
their footing. The bear's pussy was quickly filled with his cum as it
spurted and gushed from his cock, every jet causing him to cry out in
exceptional pleasure.

	Again and again and again he fired it into her, as the two
deer filled him from both ends with their own juice.

	At long last, there was no more cum to be shot from any of
them, and they managed to untangle themselves, all four staring at
each other but not seeing anything. The boy, still on his knees,
tilted his head back toward the sky and howled, long and loud, like a
great wolf. He was joined by the bellow of two deer and the roar of a
giant bear.

	When at last they stopped, they collapsed into a happy, furry
heap in the sunlight, drifting off to sleep.

	As the last of his conscious thoughts slipped away, he
wondered if he would get a membership card, now that he'd been
"initiated". But it was only a passing thought, his only thoughts now
were of fur and antlers and pleasure and hoping that they would be
together again soon, so soon...