Chapter 1 - A good mistake

 Maximilian sat on his haunches on a ridge. He carefully watched sheep fast asleep on a large, human-ran farm. Unguarded, wide open. Perfect target. He would slip in, snag a few animals, and sneak out. It would only take a few minutes and no one would be able to stop him. He saw a few small buildings far in the distance. He estimated that by the time anyone had noticed him, they would never be able to cross the distance quick enough before he made it out. 



The powerful anthro-wolf descended from the ridge. He had been planning his little heist for a few days. The meat would feed him for weeks. The pelts could also make for good trading. The few workers he’d seen roaming the fields had retired for the night. Now it was just him and the livestock. 


HIs thick muscles pulsed and bulged beneath his fur as he approached the exterior fence. Around 10,000 volts raced through the fence’s wiring. A touch would not be pleasant. But fortunately, it was only around 4 feet tall. With a running start, he skillfully leapt over the fence and landed in the grassy fields of the farm. Perfect, he was in. He spied around, spotting a few sheep nearby. But these ones were thin, not much meat. So he kept moving. 


Max kept low, his dark gray fur blending in with the darkness. Ahah, ahead of him. He spotted a small cluster of sheep, fat and plump. They would be excellent choices. Slowly, carefully. He sneaked towards them, a whisper in the night. 30 feet, 20, 10. He raised his arms ready to strike, a growl escaping his muzzle.


And as he was just about to bring down his brutal claws, he felt a pinch in his side. The nick caused him to pause, and he looked down. Sticking out of his side was a small dart, metal and topped with a fuzzy red tuft. Huh. He plucked the dart out of his side, and tossed it away. He turned back to the sheep, and raised his arms once again. No distractions this time. And he brought down his claws and-


Another pinch. Another dart. Where were these all coming from? Maybe it’s best if he left and came back later. All these needles were starting to hurt. Max sighed, standing up and walking away. Better luck next time. 


But as he walked, he noticed how peaceful the night was. Stars twinkled far above. And boy, he was really quite tired. Maybe he could lie down and take a nap. His eyelids felt so heavy. And his muscles were so sore. The drowsiness became overpowering. His paws tripped over themselves, and his legs collapsed beneath him. But he was asleep before he even hit the ground.





“Urrggh… oh Gods, wha-?” Max slowly opened his eyes. He looked around at his new environment. He was inside an old barn. Most of the interior had been stripped out, but a few of the pens remained. He tried to pull his arm forward, but found that it wouldn’t move. He looked over and saw that it was tied to an interior wall. So was his other arm. And his legs. He was fastened down tight. 


He looked around some more, and found a human. He was lying in a pile of hay, his pale skin and blond hair blending in with the straw beneath him. A rifle lay beside him, and he was fast asleep. He had a very feminine figure, with wide hips and a soft rear and thighs. His upper body was comparatively much more dainty, his flat, hairless chest open to the air. He snored softly in his slumber. 


“Snrf, bleh, I wasn’t asleep.” The boy jerked awake, tumbling off his bed of hay before standing up. “Oh! You’re awake! You were the one trying to steal our sheep, huh? Very naughty wolfy. Good thing I stopped you.” The human walked up and booped a finger off Max’s nose, drawing out a growl from Max’s throat. “Ooh, Dad’s gonna be so proud of me! But I gotta do something with you. I’m Timothy, by the way. But people usually just say Timmy.” 


He paced around the barn, a finger to his chin. “Y’see, I don’t think the folks will be too happy if I just let you go to keep stealing sheep. What do you think?” 


“I think you should untie me before you regret it.” The boy giggled at this threat. “Hehehe. Big bad wolf, what’re you gonna do? Eat me? I bet you’d love that. Oooh. I think you really want a piece of me, huh? Maybe you have one particular piece in mind.” Timmy turned around, his back to Max, and bent over. His plush rump strained against a pair of shorts that looked a few sizes too small. “Yes I bet you had your eye on this from minute one.” 


Max turned his head away, blushing fiercely. Of course he didn’t want to fuck a human. N-no, preposterous. Especially not a man! He was above that, a refined, powerful creature like him only rutted the finest females. How else would he ensure that his blood would continue on? 


“Ooooh, looks like someone might be in denial.” Timmy stood turned back around, walking close to the wolf and kneeling at his paws. “But I know someone here isn’t lying.” He craned his back down, coming eye-level to Max’s crotch. And right in front of his nose was clear evidence of Max’s arousal. His bright, shiny cock slowly poked out of his sheath, a bead of pre-cum oozed from its tip. 


The boy reached out his hand, gripping the shaft tightly. “Oh wow. That’s really… wow…” It was huge. The biggest cock that Timmy had ever seen. It had to be at least a foot long. Max growled. He couldn’t be seen like this! Being jerked around by a human male! “Get your filthy hands off of me. That- that’s not for you!” 


“Are you sure? You look really pent up.” Well, okay, granted. Max hadn’t exactly gotten much action recently… but it was just a slow period. That’s normal! That’s fine! Timothy moved his other hand lower, and began fondling Max’s fuzzy balls. “You really sure you don’t want me to empty your fat balls? They look really full. And it’ll feel great. I prooooomiise.” 


Max’s canine shaft had now fully emerged from its sheath. There was no denying how on edge he was. Timmy’s handsy fondling had really gotten to him. “Well, if you insist. I guess I could just leave you like this. Ah, I’m sure you don’t need me to help you out.” 


The wolf froze. He was so torn. On one hand, this stupid, ditzy femboy was just some dumb human. But Max was seriously pent up now. He had to “relieve himself” and fast. What could he do? Would he seriously give up his dignity for some of that ass? 


Of course he would! 


“Fine. Do it. Quickly.” Timmy smiled. That was easy. “I knew you would come around.” He quickly pressed his face to the canine’s hard length. It’s musky scent was intoxicating, addictive. “Oh Gods, I’m burning up in here. I just need to…” he reached down and peeled off his shorts, revealing his plump, naked rear for all to see. His own shaft was rock hard as well, waiting for a chance to please the big bad wolf. While his body may fail to attract the ladies, it was more than enough to send the average male drooling for more. 


He pulled himself close to Max’s undercarriage, and his long, maneuverable tongue poked out and gave a lick to the salty, meaty shaft. “Ooh it tastes delicious. You ready big boy?” The wolf growled, eager to get some relief, “just get on with it please.” the boy wasted no time at all, diving eagerly onto his red rocket.


Max couldn’t help but let out an unbecoming moan as his cock plunged into the farmer’s wet mouth. The boy’s tongue dragged itself over its every square inch. He couldn’t get enough of it. While he was inexperienced, in Max’s opinion, he more than made up for it with his eagerness. 


The sound of gagging and wetness emanated through the barn. Timmy tried to fit in as much as he could, choking himself on it. “Oh fuck me. Please don’t stop.” The wolf moaned to the young man. He was in too deep. There was no going back now. The anthro could feel every texture in the human’s mouth. His small bumps on his tongue, the smooth walls of his mouth, the dripping saliva. It was all so overwhelming. 


Timmy could say the same thing. His mouth slobbered over his “bone.” It was so big that there was no way that he could hope to swallow it all, but he tried his best, pumping his mouth up and down, saliva and precum plastering his lips. The heavy scent of musk and sweat was driving him mad, as he moaned into the cock in front of him. His other hand reached down and fondled Max’s fat, heavy balls.


Oh I’m so close… Max shut his eyes as pleasure slowly built up within him. He was almost there… so close…


And nothing. Instead of the mind-shattering pleasure he was hoping for, all he felt was cool air around his drying penis. His eyes opened to find the human sitting back, wiping his mouth free of the various fluids that covered it. 


“Why did you stop?” Max growled. He had been so close, his loins begged for the release that had been promised.


“Because I want to see you squirm. And also I don’t want you cumming in my mouth, when there’s a much better place you can cum instead.” Timothy presented his rear to the wolf, the soft fat jiggling from the disturbance. “You finally get some of this. That’s just what you’ve been waiting for, right? I know it is. But first we need some lube.” 


Timmy stood back up and walked over into one of the remaining animal pens. Out he dragged a stepladder, and he brought it in front of the bound-up wolf. Standing on it, he was the perfect height to present his ass right to Max’s face. He turned around and bent over, giving the canine a perfect view of his boy-hole.


“There you go, make sure to lube it up really well.” Was he really about to do this? Max remembered a few short minutes ago when he had vowed to himself to not fuck this human, no matter how soft and tight he looks. And now he was telling him to start licking his ass? There’s no way he would do that. He’d never even done that to a female of his own species! And he wasn’t gay, either. This doesn’t count because the human forced himself on Max. And it’s not like Max is enjoying this or anything. No, he was just biding his time until he could escape. He wasn’t going to lick his ass or anyth-


The boy gave an overdramatic cough, “AA-hem, If you don’t start licking, then I’ll happily pack up and leave you here, if that’s what you want.” 


Immediately, Max plunged his broad, muscular tongue into the human’s hole. “Ooh, good boy.” He cooed as he felt the wolf rummage around back there. “Make sure that everything is well covered.” The tongue swiped around, leaving not an inch uncovered, inside or out. The boy’s sensitive anus twitched from the smooth appendage running through it. Soon, his anus was dripping with saliva. Perfect.


“Alright, that’s good. You’ve earned your reward now.” He stepped down from the ladder and pushed it away. Then he proceeded over to the anthro’s bound limbs, and began to untie them.


“What are you doing?” The wolf was confused. He had been promised some ass. Was he being let go? After all that, he couldn’t even sink his cock into him?


“I’m untying you. I can’t fuck you when I can’t reach you.” Max’s limbs released, and he dropped to the floor, rubbing his chafing wrists. Timmy, his job completed, lent over a nearby haybale and called back to the wolf. 


“I’m ready for you. You can come and take your reward for being such a good boy.” 


All pretense was gone. There wasn’t a thing that could stop Max from claiming this slutty human. To hell with females. Males were better. He launched himself forward, his cock acting like a compass needle to the thing he wanted most. He nearly rolled over the haybale, stopping himself just in time. He roughly grabbed the boy by the hips and thrust himself forward. Instantly, his cock plunged knot-deep. 


“Oh by the Gods” Timothy moaned, “It’s so big.” Max gave a low groan as he pumped in and out of the human’s anus. The sound of flesh against flesh, combined with the moans and grunts of its two occupants rang through the barn.


“Grrrr, fuck you’re so tight. I’m going to have to keep you. I can never get tired of this. I’ll fuck you everyday. How about that? Everyday you can ride my cock with that tight ass.” 


“Ah Yes! Please, your cock is so ahh huge. Fuck me! Cum in my ass. Fill me up with your puppies. Do it!” 


Max was almost to climax, Timmy’s tight, 19 year old boy pussy holding a firm grip on his cock as he thrust in and out. Meanwhile, Max’s cock slammed up against the boy’s prostate, every smack drawing out more pleasure and another bead of precum from his relatively diminutive cock. 


“I’m c-cumming!” Pleasure overwhelmed Max, racing like lightning through his body. He pushed himself forward one last time, his knot stretching open Timmy’s hole. Timmy gave a quiet scream as he felt himself being torn in half by the massive knot. It persevered against the tight hole, pushing deeper and deeper until Pop! It finally slipped in, drawing out a moan from the partners as they were locked tightly together.


“Aaaaaahhhh” Max’s balls clenched and squeezed, cum pouring out of him, deep into Timmy’s guts. Timmy felt his intestines being painted pearly white, the ripping hot liquid filling his insides. It was enough to drive him over the edge. He shuddered as an orgasm of his own rocked through him, a few meager squirts of cum popping out of his own dicklette. 


“Haah, haah, haah.” Max rolled over onto the ground, taking Timmy with him. The two, locked together by the knot, curled up on the floor, snuggling against each other. They would be stuck together for at least another hour. But, neither was willing to get up quite yet. They tightly hugged each other on the barn floor, slowly drifting asleep. 


“Tim, are you in here? Where have you been? Dad asked you to take in the sheep hours ago. What the hell have you been- oh Goddammit.” Timmy cracked open his eyes to find his older sister standing at the barn door with a very miffed look on her face. 


“Ah, hi Janie. I got a bit carried away. I’ll do that in a bit, I’m just gonna…” he yawned, “take a nap for a bit.” 


“The folks are gonna be so pissed. Didn’t they tell you to stop doing this?” 


“I’ll be fine. You can go.” Timmy pressed his face back into the sleeping wolf’s neck and closed his eyes. 





