Rahn the Wolf Gets a Blow Job from Cute Gay Guy / Wild Life Furries

The sun was setting over the tranquil forests of Wildlife Valley, casting a golden glow across the towering trees and lush undergrowth. Amidst this natural paradise, a young male ranger named Tim was patrolling the park’s perimeter, his keen eyes scanning for any signs of trouble. Little did he know, his night was about to become far more exciting (and naughty) than he ever could have imagined.

As Tim trekked through a quiet clearing, he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from a nearby thicket. Curious, he approached the bushes and pushed aside the foliage to reveal a large, muscular wolf-man crouched within. The wolf, who introduced himself as Rahn, was panting heavily and had an intense, lustful look in his green eyes.

Tim was taken aback, having never encountered a werewolf before. But as he studied Rahn’s chiseled features and impressive physique, he felt a strange stirring deep within his loins. There was something undeniably sexy about this powerful, primal creature.

Rahn, sensing Tim’s arousal, let out a low, seductive growl. “I’ve been watching you, little ranger,” he purred, rising to his full height. “I couldn’t help but notice how handsome you are. Have you ever met a wild werewolf like me before?”

Tim swallowed hard, his face flushing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. “No, I haven’t,” he admitted, his voice quivering slightly. “But I’d love to get to know you better.”

Rahn chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down Tim’s spine. “I thought you might say that,” he smirked, stepping closer to the young ranger. “Allow me to give you a little… orientation.”

With that, Rahn reached out and grabbed Tim, pulling him into a forceful, passionate kiss. Tim moaned softly as he felt the wolf’s rough tongue invade his mouth, exploring every inch of him. His hands roamed over Rahn’s muscular chest and arms, marveling at the werewolf’s strength and power.

As they kissed, Rahn’s hands began to wander lower, slipping beneath Tim’s uniform shirt to caress his smooth skin. Tim gasped as he felt Rahn’s clawed fingers dig into his flesh, leaving scratches and marks in their wake. It was both painful and pleasurable, a delicious blend of danger and desire.

Emboldened by Rahn’s touch, Tim reached out and grasped the werewolf’s impressive erection through his furry shorts. Rahn let out a growl of approval as Tim stroked his length, the wolf’s member throbbing and pulsing with need.

“On your knees,” Rahn commanded, his voice a deep, husky growl. “Taste me, little ranger.”

Tim eagerly complied, sinking to his knees before the towering wolf-man. He nuzzled against Rahn’s body, inhaling the primal, musky scent of his fur. Then, with a wicked grin, he unfastened Rahn’s shorts and let them fall to the forest floor.

Rahn’s massive, wolf-like cock sprang free, standing at attention before Tim’s face. The young ranger’s eyes widened in awe and desire at the sight of it. Rahn’s member was larger and thicker than any human’s, with a thick, ridged shaft and a swollen, tapered head. A trickle of pre-cum oozed from the tip, glistening in the fading light.

Tim licked his lips hungrily, eager to sample the werewolf’s essence. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue out, lapping at the pre-cum gathered on Rahn’s tip. The wolf-man let out a guttural moan of pleasure, his hips bucking forward slightly.

Encouraged, Tim took the head of Rahn’s cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. He could taste the werewolf’s salty, slightly bitter flavor, and it only fueled his desire. Tim began to bob his head, taking more and more of Rahn’s impressive length down his throat.

Rahn’s hands tangled in Tim’s hair, gripping the young ranger’s head and guiding him up and down his shaft. Tim moaned around the werewolf’s cock, the vibrations adding to Rahn’s pleasure. He could feel his own arousal growing, his erection straining against the fabric of his uniform pants.

As Tim continued to worship Rahn’s cock with his mouth, the werewolf began to thrust his hips, fucking the young ranger’s face. Tim gagged and coughed around the thrusts, but he didn’t slow down, determined to bring Rahn to the brink of climax.

Rahn’s growls and moans grew louder and more frequent, his breathing becoming ragged and labored. Tim could feel the wolf’s cock throbbing and pulsing in his mouth, a sign that Rahn was getting close.

“Yesss,” Rahn hissed, tightening his grip on Tim’s hair. “Take it all, little ranger. Swallow every drop of my cum.”

With a final, powerful thrust, Rahn buried himself deep in Tim’s throat and let out a howl of pleasure. His cock erupted, flooding Tim’s mouth with thick, hot ropes of werewolf cum. Tim swallowed instinctively, his throat working to gulp down every last drop of Rahn’s seed.

As Rahn’s climax subsided, he released his grip on Tim’s hair, allowing the young ranger to pull back and catch his breath. Tim licked his lips, savoring the lingering taste of Rahn’s release.

Rahn grinned down at him, his green eyes glowing with satisfaction. “You’re a quick learner, little ranger,” he purred. “Perhaps I’ll have to give you more…in-depth lessons in the future.”

Tim blushed at the thought, his arousal not yet satisfied. “I’d like that,” he admitted, standing up on shaky legs. “Very much.”

Rahn leaned in and nipped at Tim’s neck, leaving a love bite on the young ranger’s skin. “Until next time then,” he growled, before turning and bounding off into the forest, his furry buttocks flexing hypnotically with each step.

Tim watched him go, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He had a feeling that his nights in Wildlife Valley were about to get a lot more interesting (and naughty) now that he’d caught the eye of a wild, sexy werewolf like Rahn. And he couldn’t wait to see what other “lessons” the wolf-man had in store for him.