MIDNIGHT INDULGENCE by Rynson 2003. DISCLAIMER --- (The following story is based on the character of RAWLF, an anthropomorphic lion male that is copyright of the same player. This story involves gay stuff, some zoo stuff and incest references. Mature advice is suggested. If any of the aftermentioned issues bothers you, please stop reading and close the file. Thank you. For all the rest that is positive and has an open mind for such issues and knows that they are fiction and not real in this story, please ENJOY.) --- It was getting dark when it all began. The hunting celebration. The moon was pale and full in the winter sky. The air was cold and chilly. The predators roamed the wild and the beasts were loose. It was nature´s thing. He was also ready for it. For several times he had fought the urge but now he simply couldn´t. Rawlf was his name, and he was a tender and young pup of the lion tribe. Innocent too. Awesome to behold at first sight, he was hunky, this manly representation of all anthro-maleness was supreme since its birth. He was taller than the average lion, he had more built mass, more well defined muscles, more sharper senses and a whole more powerful horny aura than the average lionmale. However... Since he had had his first oportunity to yiff, he did it with his relatives in the tribe: sisters, aunts, some nieces and even with his step-mom, but all of them were with females. Not a bad sign since he had the eagerness to mate and breed them, but he always felt alone, empty and somehow unfullfilled with those matings. He needed something else. He walked in the outskirts of the pride. The bawn of the caern. He was thinking about how at all the times he had yiffed, he had hungered to see a... a nude male. He couldn´t simply accept it. Not that it was bad, but no one else in the tribe, in the whole emcampment knew about this, or did some male / male intercourse. At least no one talked about that. And those few that were rumored of, were simply ostraziced of the tribe completely. And sometimes, even murdered by claw and fang due to being fags and unnatural creatures. Rawlf shuddered at the thought. He cleared his mind and walked his path. He was the sentinel this night. He suddenly realized something... he had a hard-on. He looked downward and his leather pants were slim and streched over his furness. And on his groin IT stood in full hardness. His meat was aroused and his male scent was beyond all keening. He was hard and yiffy as hell. He was gasping and his male member was already lubing itself. He couldn´t contain himself and went to his kness. He dropped his spear and started to undress his hard memeber, he undid some laces and removed the top his leather pants. He gasped and passed saliva as he saw his member in full erection. 12 inches of hard smelly precummed lion meat. Seeing himself sent some shivers of pleasure. Even his own maleness was enough to get him aroused and ready to do anything else. He wondered of the other males. Of their penises, their love meat, their hunger. And he wondered if he was the only lion that had such thoughts of seeing himself atop one of his brothers, ramming his juicy meat inside the tender and stretch annus. Growling and biting his brother´s neck. Loving him as they loved the other females. Instictively rawlf´s paw went to his hard meat and started to jerk it slowly. His fantasies and his desires were melted in a surge of need, of self satisfaction that he had hungered for sometime now. He looked down and saw his own member needing him. He felt his mouth drooling and getting dry at the same time. His annus was relaxed and also needed some attention. He moved his free paw and put his index finger claw over his sensitive pucker. He gasped. He swallowed and decided not to fight his lust! His muzzle opened and he closed his eyes. He imagined his sire´s cock and went down to suck his own maleness. A hot rush of pleasure drove throught his muzzle and his cock head as razor-sharp needless of desire. He tasted his viscous and salty precum, he also felt his own raspy tongue around his member. It was then when his finger went inside his own ass. He grunted as the hard intrusive finger made its way deep inside his hungry and wet hole and moved his hips with the sensation. He liked it! He decided that he liked it! Even more than any juicy and spamming vagina. This was another world, another level. He was finally giving himself the needed pleasure he wanted. This was awesome! Simply purely awesome he decided! He kept sucking his cock and licking his own cock head, he swallowed his precum and he wanted more, he dove his finger inside his annus, once and twice and all the times he needed, he smelled his own scent, his own musk and that drove him even more! He licked his finger savouring his musk and his own male shit and then went again at piercing his ass hole once more with a lubed finger. He grunted and feeled like growling, but he knew that that would call the attention of the other sentries, so he kept silence. He started to feel it. It was building inside his cock. His lionhood was throbbing with cum build up. He needed it! He knew that his own lion milk was all he needed! His suckling went even faster and harder, he was driving himself over any other pleasure ever felt! It was so close! So fucking close! He gasped and clawed at the floor when the rush of sour lion cum rushed inside his muzzle! A hot sticky pool of cum was what his cock awarded his persistent suckling. It was so wonderfully nice to taste himself to feel that finally he was able to feel what an orgasm felt like. It rushed and shivered every single cord of his maleness. He fell to the floor in pleasure, his muzzle filled and his cock still continued to ooze more cum and more cum. This was decidedly his first orgasm in several years. His cock was like a fountain and it kept oozing several drops more before the final wave of pleasure coursed Rawlf´s body. He was completely drained. He was completely satisfied. He remained there looking at the stars and smiling weakly. This was wonderful. Why didn´t other males did the same? He wondered. He asked the stars silenty. He closed his eyes and drank of his maleness, on his scent on his orgasm and on his completition of self. After several lickings of pleasant taste and of sour gulping, Rawlf cleaned himself as he was taught by the females of the tribe. He loved it this time. He cleaned himself of his own cum and he drank it fully. He stood up, his cock dangling freely and exhausted of all the cumming. Rawlf smiled and dressed himself again. He was happy and this time, after his revelation, he saw the world with other eyes. This was his little pleasant secret. His Midnight Indulgence. He looked at the moon and thanked his spiritual mother for the insight. This time the moon seemed more brilliant and more alive.