Cat and Mouse Games

Thorn just kept running, his legs ached, his sides burnt, the trees around him tore into his cloths and skin. But he

had to keep running, that was the rules. He could hear the ‘wolf’ moving quickly through the darkness towards him.

That was all he knew about the other man, he was the ‘wolf.’

Thorn picked up his speed, he knew he was close to the clearing and if he reached the clearing he was safe, he

would be about to go. But the wolf was close; he could practically feel the man’s breath on his skin. Thorn dared a

glance back, he saw the wolfs’ large form. He turned back, he could see the clearing, and it was just a few more feet.

Thorn knew something was wrong when he heard the growl behind him, and then he crashed into the floor and the

air whooshed out of his body. Turning he saw the wolf stood over him, an evil grin placed on his beautiful face. This

was the first time Thorn had gotten a good look at the man, he had long dark hair that blow wildly about his tanned

face, and large sapphire blue eyes glinted with dangerous intent.

‘Well my little fey, looks like I win.’

Thorn could not nothing but nod, his whole body burnt with the pain from running for so long, he watched silently

as the Wolf kneel at his feet. Thorn leant back as the Wolf slowly began to crawl up his body, nipping at his bare

skin, until he was lying onto of Thorn.

‘Such beautiful green eyes.’

The Wolf leant down and licked along Thorn’s jaw, causing Thorn to shudder underneath the other. Thorn’s breath

hitched as the Wolf’s teeth sunk into the tender flesh of his neck, he placed his small hands on the large mans chest,

but didn’t push him away. After all, the Wolf had won.

Thorn’s eyes fluttered shut as he felt the Wolf’s large callused hands move underneath his cloths, before tearing the

thin material from his body. He opened his eyes when he felt the Wolf move away from his naked form, he watched

as the Wolf looked over his body until a blush form on his cheeks.

‘Why do you stare at me?’

A slow smile spread across the Wolf’s face, ‘I have seen many of you’re kind, but none like you.’

Thorn turned away as the Wolf stroked a hand down his face, the burning sensation moving down from his face into

his groin. The Wolf’s smile increased and he removed his hand from Thorns face.

‘You much obey me Fey. You lost.’

Thorn glanced at the Wolf through his auburn hair; he voice came out in barely a whisper, ‘Yes.’

The Wolf looked hungrily at Thorn, who gasped as the Wolf moved his hands down the outside of his legs. Thorn’s

back arched at the feel of the rough powerful hands continued to caress his bare skin, as the hands slowly moved

back up the inside of his legs.

Thorn cry outs and covered his mouth as the Wolf licked the inside of his thigh pushing his legs apart more, large

yellow eyes locked on Thorn.

‘Remove you’re hands. I want to hear you when you beg for more.’

Thorn slowly forced his hands away from his mouth, his eyes locked on the Wolf’s until the Wolf turned his face

back to the task at hand. Thorn gasped and thrust forward as the Wolf blow across his hardening erection. Thorn

heard the deep rumble from the Wolf and then his breath hitched as the Wolf’s hand gently squeezed his member.

The Wolf leisurely began to move his hand up and the down the large shaved sometimes swiping his thumb over the

sensitive head of Thorn’s member.

Thorn pushed himself up and watched as the Wolf lowered his and took his weeping member into his mouth, Thorn

cry out in wordless pleasure. The Wolf looked at his with the yellow eyes and began to bob his head, taking Thorn

full length in. Thorn fell back onto the cold ground and began to thrust up into the burn heat, wordless animal like

moans escaping his lips.

The Wolf stopped and lifted his head, his voice low and full of silky desire, ‘go onto all fours, Fey.’

Thorn did as he was told, he felt the Wolf, settle behind him, the calloused hand returned to his hard, weeping

member. Thorn gasped and cried out and the Wolf’s blazing hot tongue darted out over the ring of muscles of his

anus. The Wolf licked the tight entrance a few more times before plunging his tongue into Thorn, the Fey cried out

louder and dug his small fingers into the earth beneath him. Thorn could feel his own climax nearing as he felt the

Wolf’s tongue thrust in and out of his tight entrance, giving him an idea of what was to come.

The Wolf carried on thrusting his tongue into the Fey’s entrance, returning his hand to the pulsing member,

wrapping his hands around it; he began to stroke it with hard sure thrusts. His sensitive ears could hear that the

other was close, his own erection began to press painfully against the tight fabric of his trousers, pre-come starting

to weep for the head. With a cry the Fey came into the Wolf ready hand, lifting his head the Wolf leant over the Fey’s

back.

‘Relax, for me my pretty Fey.’

The Wolf waited until the Fey nodded and then, with his fingers cover with the creamy white liquid he slid his first

finger inside the boy. He moved it slightly, making it easier for him to gain access to the Fey’s warm heat. The boys’

muscles clenched and unclenched around his finger, but he some managed to work a second and then the third

finger into the tight entrance.

The Wolf listened to the Fey’s quickening heart beat with each thrust of his fingers in the boy, he was ready. As he

removed them the Fey whimpered and push backwards, missing the feel of him inside him.

‘Wait little one, we’re not finished.’

He chuckled at hearing the whimper; he quickly removed his cloths, and spread the rest of the cum onto his hared

dick. Settling himself behind the Fey, the head of his member pushing against the entrance of the boy, it took just

one thrust for him to enter the other.

Thorn yelped in pain as the Wolf buried himself deep into his body, tears escaped his eyes. Thorn waited for the

Wolf to move, to thrust into his body, but nothing. The Wolf stayed motionless deep within him. Thorn let out a small

growl and pushed himself backwards forcing the Wolf’s erection deeper into him.

Thorn felt the Wolf’s chuckle vibrate through his cock and into his own body. The Wolf start to move, pulling almost

all the way out and then slamming himself back into Thorn’s body. Thorn began to pick up the age old rhythm and

began to move in time with the Wolf’s powerful thrusts. Wordless animal noises emitted from both men as they

moved, the Wolf’s hands roamed over the pale skin of Thorn, causing more pleasure to rush through Thorn.

Thorn sobbed as the Wolf increased in speed and strength; with each powerful thrust he hit the sweet spot with

Thorn’s body. All Thorn could do was sob, moan and dig his fingers into the earth in pleasure. With a deep throaty

howl, the Wolf came deep with Thorn, who felt the Wolf’s seed burn within him.

For a second neither moved, both panting and exhausted. Thorn felt Wolf gently slide out of him and stand, Thorn

collapsed to the ground and looked up at the Wolf through his tangled hair.

‘Rest here little Fey. None with harm you.’

Thorn nodded, his eyes already feeling heavy, he started to let sleep wrap around him. It was true he had lost the

game of Cat and Mouse, but somehow, he felt as if he had also won something too...


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Fey = is another name for a fairy
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All reviews are welcome, i hope you enjoyed this one, I might do more os these two later but for now thats it :)