Hunt He lay stretched along the branch, motionless but for his ears twitching to catch the slightest sound, every sense alert. The bark was rough against the skin of his naked chest, his arms and the side of his face where it pressed into the broad branch. Heart pounding, pelt prickling where it stood on end across his shoulders, neck and down his back… Fear. It was such a fundamental emotion…
How had he got himself into this situation?
He sighed silently. It was all Terry's fault.Jaeger groaned as he came, deeply buried in Dik Dik's shaking body; behind him, Terry rammed home one last time and climaxed as well, reaching over both the men before him to pump the buck's cock hard. Dik Dik whimpered and came, pressing against Jaeger, head thrown back and eyes closed…
Terry gave a long, contented sigh as his cock slid from the German's sweat-damp body and nipped at his shoulder: panting, Jaeger twisted to kiss his forehead, then withdrew from the gazelle-man and pulled him until they were face to face.
"Ach, that vas gut…"
Dik Dik gazed at him from half-closed, sex-drugged eyes and slumped bonelessly against his hard body. Terry lifted his head to grin at the buck.
"Aww, you ain't got no stamina…"
Dik Dik managed a half-hearted glare.
"I was up half the night. I'm tired."
Terry smirked at Jaeger, who blushed.
"You bin wearin' him out again?"
Jaeger offered a half-guilty grin.
"I cannot tell a lie… But is his own fault for being so… so…"
Terry licked his lips and tweaked the buck's tail; Dik Dik yelped and shivered.
"Tasty?"
"Ja, tasty vill do…"
"Like venison sausages."
The gazelle-man blinked, then abruptly sat up.
"What a disgusting idea!"
Terry stroked his cock, leering as the organ filled and hardened, rapidly coming to resemble a magnificent example of the comestible in question - albeit a warm-ivory-coloured example.
"Not the sort o' sausage Ah'm thinkin' of…"
Jaeger chuckled and joined in, hand cupping and fondling the buck's balls. Dik Dik whimpered.
"I'm tired…!"
"Y'ain't never too tired fer this…"They manhandled Dik Dik, shifting around on the bed until Terry could ease into the buck's arse while Jaeger lowered his head to the gazelle-man's groin, licking and nipping gently at the large, swollen cock and heavy balls. The buck was shaking, incoherent, hands buried in the German's thick yellow hair as he thrust into the hot mouth, Terry's pounding behind him forcing him ever deeper into Jaeger's welcoming throat.
He passed out for a second or two as he felt Terry pulsing inside him and came himself…
When he came to, his head was resting on Terry's shoulder, the Texan's hand stroking his pelt where it V-ed down between his buttocks and fondling his tail. Jaeger had shifted to lie behind him, fingers stroking down his back. The German sighed.
"I vish ve could do this out of doors."
Terry glanced at him, eyes widening.
"Outside?"
"Ja. Is sehr gut. Fresh air on your body, grass below you…"
"The risk of being seen…" Dik Dik was frowning - though he had to admit to himself he found the idea strangely appealing…
Jaeger smirked.
"Is half the fun!"
"What, being discovered?"
"Ja. The thrill of danger…"
Terry laughed.
"Hey, Ah think it's a great idea! 'n if yew like a thrill, why don' we make it somethin' special?"
"Like vhat?"
Terry was silent for a moment, then snapped his fingers.
"Ah got it! A hunt."
Dik Dik frowned uneasily.
"A hunt?"
"Yeah. S'good fer training too, hones all yer fightin' skills…"
"What would we hunt?"
Terry and Jaeger grinned at each other, then regarded the buck.
"Yew, o' course."
Dik Dik stared at them blankly for a moment, then sprang from the bed.
Well, tried to. It proved impossible with Terry holding him around the shoulders and Jaeger gripping him around the hips.
"Let me go!"
"Calm down, leibchen! You vould come to no harm."
"Naw. It'd just be a game. Winners get to diddle the loser."
The gazelle-man frowned thoughtfully. So they assumed he'd lose, did they? Well, he'd just have to show them they shouldn't take anything for granted…
"Please, explain how it works…."They'd agreed on an area three miles square, partly wooded, partly scrubby grassland, with a couple of small rivers and a hill or two. The aim was simple: Terry and Jaeger would give Dik Dik fifteen minutes start, then hunt him. If he could reach the prearranged spot before they did, he'd win. If not… well, a prolonged fuck-session in the open air wasn't exactly an unpleasant price to pay for losing…
And now Dik Dik was up a tree, using the heavy foliage to cover his bright colouring, listening and watching for his bedmates. He'd already worked out his route; he just needed to know where the others were, and - more importantly - which way they intended going.
He stilled even further as he caught the sound of quiet voices.
"I don' like this."
Jaeger sounded irritable.
"If you are afraid of trees, you should not haf chosen this area!"
"Ah'n not afraid of trees!"
"Tree roots then. Is the same thing."
A muttered growl from Terry. Jaeger sighed.
"Vhy don't you go cover the grassland? Less trees there."
"Yeah. Yeah, tha's a good idee."
Dik Dik's ears pricked up at the sound of Terry hurrying out of the wood. Very interesting - not to mention being a strange phobia - but also worrying: Dik Dik could make it most of the way through the trees, but he had to touch ground in a couple of places. He risked being seen. Then again, they were obviously expecting him to be moving at ground level, so he had an advantage.
He closed his eyes in silent thanks for his lifelong enjoyment of climbing.
Terry, meanwhile, was out of the shadow of the wood and breathing a lot more easily. Though his inability to find any trace of the buck was annoying. It wasn't like Dik Dik was small or anything - six foot tall if he was an inch and solidly built with it, there should be some tracks… he sighed and widened his search.
Jaeger was frowning to himself, listening hard, scanning the undergrowth intently, also wondering why he'd been unable to pick up any trace of their quarry. He'd have thought Dik Dik would have wanted to be caught! Growling silently to himself he moved on, walking almost soundlessly over the mossy ground…They met up an hour later, five hundred yards or so from the prearranged spot - a large tree overhanging one of the rivers. Jaeger scowled at Terry.
"So vhere is he?"
"How the heck should Ah know?"
The German folded his arms across his chest and scanned the surroundings closely.
"He can't haf vanished."
"Yew think he gave up an' went back?"
"Dik Dik? Nein. That vould not be honourable."
Dik Dik smirked from his place in the branches of said tree, wondering whether to simply drop down and surprise them, or climb down on the other side and walk around the trunk and surprise them… It might be useful to keep his climbing skills a secret for a while longer. He carefully made his way to the mossy side of the tree and dropped to the ground, hastening a short distance away, then moving into full view and sauntering leisurely towards the tree.
Jaeger spotted him first, and with a yell raced for the venerable plant, Terry close on his heels - but the buck was already there, leaning back against the trunk with an arrogant smirk, when they arrived.
"What kept you?"
Terry had paled and was swallowing nervously.
"How… how did yew do that?"
The buck waved a hand dismissively.
"Training on the savannah. My daddy taught me to move without being seen." It was partly true…
Jaeger was grinning, anticipatory erection tenting the camouflage trousers he'd worn today.
"You are the vinner."
Dik Dik inclined his head.
"Yes."
"So shall ve fuck here or do you vant to find another place?"
Terry was inching his way backwards, eyes wide.
"Now wait just one doggone minute…"
Jaeger smirked at him.
"But Terry, you yourself announced the prize for the vinner…"
"Yeah, but…"
"Do not tell me you vill not keep your vord? Surely a Kenyon's vord is his bond!"
"Yeah, but…!"
"Then vhat is the matter?"
Terry wiped his sweating palms on denim-clad thighs.
"I ain't… ain't never…"
Jaeger grinned.
"You are a… virgin? Vell, half-virgin anyvay…" He glanced at Dik Dik, who was looking a little uncomfortable. "Vhat a treat!"
Terry's eyes were pleading.
"Can't we agree somethin' else? How's about Ah take y'out fer dinner? Fer a week? A month?"
Dik Dik was going to agree, Jaeger could see it in his eyes. The buck didn't like hurting his friends. The German stepped in before he could answer, shaking his head firmly.
"Nein, mein freund. That vould not be fair to Dik Dik."
"But I…"
Jaeger raised a hand sharply, and the buck flinched and shut up.
"I think this is a very nice place." His gaze raked over the mossy river bank, the slow-moving river, the dappled shade under the tree… no roots, he was pleased to note. He smiled at Dik Dik, whose tail was twitching nervously. "Is OK vith you, leibhaber?"
Dik Dik nodded helplessly.
"Gut…" He reached for his waistband, stripping off the trousers and his boots and stretching widely, erection quivering as he arched his back. "Ah, it feels wundershön. Come, Herr Kenyon. Take off your clothes. Feel the vind on your hinterteil…"
For several seconds they thought Terry was going to bolt. Then he shuddered, slowly, reluctantly peeled off his jeans - keeping his shirt on - and stood with his head bowed and eyes closed.
"Let's git on with it, then…"
Dik Dik glanced at Jaeger uncertainly. The German smiled and nodded encouragingly, gesturing towards Terry.
"If you fuck him first, you vill be faster and he vill not be so uncomfortable. I vill vait my turn, leibchen."
The buck nodded, pulling off his own shorts as Jaeger pushed Terry gently down onto his hands and knees - then knelt in front of him, ruffling his hair.
"Relax. It von't hurt for long."
"Aw thanks…" Terry's voice was shaking. Dik Dik knelt behind him, one white hand cupping his limp cock and stroking lightly. For all his uncertainty and lack of practise, the buck was erect and weeping; he positioned himself and began to press into the Texan's shaking body.
Terry gritted his teeth - and clenched his sphincter at the invasion. Dik Dik paused as he whimpered, and Jaeger frowned and swatted his head.
"I said to relax! It vill be easier!"
Taking a deep breath, Terry forced himself to loosen, biting his lip as, in little jerks, the buck's cock eased all the way in. He yelped and stared at Jaeger, wide-eyed, as the rigid organ slid over - something - inside him. Jaeger chuckled.
"Ja. You might not vant a three-hundred pound valrus pounding your prostate, but how about a sexy gazelle?"
He might jest have somethin' there, Terry thought distantly as his vision hazed, his lower body filling with the most delicious liquid fire. He cried out as he came, unaware of Dik Dik also climaxing within him, and slumped, panting, his legs trembling, his head resting on his forearms.
Dik Dik slid quickly from his arse and rested a hand on his back.
"Terry? Are you alright? I didn't hurt you too much did I?"
The Texan collapsed to the mossy ground and rolled over, gazing up at the buck with half-closed eyes.
"That was… was…" He frowned and wriggled as semen trickled from him, tickling his thighs. "… sticky…"
Dik Dik lowered his head.
"I'm sorry…"
"Naw, don' apologise… Ah kin sorta see why yew like it so much…"
"You can?" Dik Dik looked pathetically grateful. Terry grinned.
"Yeah… not that Ah wanna do it agin, y'understand… Well, not soon, anyway…"
Jaeger grinned, confident he could change the Texan's mind. Give him a few days to think about it first… He kissed Terry's forehead.
"Is gut, ja?"
"… yeah. It was good."
The German raised his head and smirked at the buck, who was still kneeling between Terry's legs, cock slowly engorging again. Jaeger sometimes wondered where he got this particular form of stamina from. Maybe the animal part of him? Didn't male antelope mate with lots of females in a short space of time? That would explain both his ability to get hard at a moment's notice, and the fact that he never seemed to run out of semen…
Jaeger shook his head. Pointless to wonder when he was throbbing with need and his leibchen was kneeling there, flushed and aroused, eyes soft and liquid… The German groaned and hastened to pull Dik Dik into his arms, lying back and spreading his legs eagerly. Moaning as the buck thrust into him…
There was much to be said for having Dik Dik take the active part. That strong, muscular body, with its velvety pelt and warm smooth skin, slid so sensually across his own hard frame: the buck's tongue and teeth on his neck were a delight. He closed his eyes and tried not to climax too soon as his gazelle's hips rocked supplely against his own…
He held the buck tightly to him as they came together, Jaeger biting Dik Dik's shoulder as he shook and quivered with the force of his orgasm. Mein gott! He must talk the gazelle into doing this again: the buck was soooo good!
"Y'OK there?"
Terry's voice was something of an unwelcome intrusion, but Jaeger couldn't really complain: after all, he'd instigated this whole affair. The German nodded.
"Ve are fine."
"Good - 'cause Ah think we should be gettin' back."
"Oh? Vhy is that?"
Terry pointed upwards, to the black clouds that had rolled in while they'd been - otherwise engaged. Jaeger frowned, then sighed.
"Ja, you are right." He nuzzled Dik Dik's neck. "Come, liebhaber. Ve should return. Take a shower."
"Have somethin' to eat." Terry had already climbed back into his jeans.
"Ja, that too." Jaeger wriggled his backside, pouting as the buck's cock slid from him. But there would be other times - he'd make sure of that…"Jaeger?"
It was much later: they'd showered and dined and the weary Dik Dik was now curled up sound asleep in their shared bed. Terry and Jaeger were sipping beer in front of the fire as rain lashed viciously on the window.
"Ja, mein freund?"
"Is it… is it always like that?"
The German took a thoughtful sip from his mug.
"Not alvays. It depends on your partner."
"Y'mean sometimes it hurts?"
"I mean sometimes it is better. Our gazelle is not used to being the vun on top, I think."
"Oh." Terry stared into the fire for a moment or two, then eyed his companion. "D'yew think he'd get better with practise?"
Jaeger glanced through the open bedroom door to the elegant, horned being on the bed - then grinned widely at the Texan.
"Ja. Ja, I am sure he vould…"
Terry grinned, a positively evil twinkle in his bright blue eyes…
© 2003 December 24th Joules Taylor
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