Pastoral Tales

by fesse-3297

'At that moment, the enormity of what I had done sank in like claws. I never went out of the pasture again.' A yaoi retelling of the fable "The Boy Who Cried Wolf" with some new twists and OC's. Contains graphic content. Don't like, don't read! Thank you for reading :)

4. Chapter 3: Sheep

Chapter 3

Ram…

A mocking laugh by my ear. "You're missing Ram now, you poor thing..! Ever since he humiliated me that day, I swore that I would find you and tarnish the thing he cherished most." His fingers began unbuttoning my shirt while he slowly rubbed me against his torso. Trapped between my memories and reality, I was ashamed to say that I could not even lift a finger to defend myself. "And when the chance presented itself, your Wolf became the perfect barrier to isolate this delicious piece of ripe fruit!" His hands finally clamped down on my cock.

The sensation was unbearable. My whimpers and moans became pants and cries as he slid my pants off and used them to roughly tie my hands together. I flailed out and succeeded in kicking his shin, but it could have been a tap on the shoulder for all it was worth. He swore and shoved my back onto the grass, lifting my butt straight into the air like a stretching cat.

"I wish…Wolf would kill…you!"

Char chuckled darkly. He stroked my cock in a hard pump and I cried so loud that he had to shove his hand into my mouth. My horns began to tingle in an uncomfortable way.

"There there, you eager cocksucker…I wish your Wolf could see this naughty sight." He purred, thrusting his wet fingers inside my mouth.

He slid both hands towards my navel and I sputtered, "W-wolf…"

Char paused for a moment, a second of complete silence between my pants, then-

BANG.

-he toppled sideways into the grass, eyes open and unseeing. I hurled up the cum he forced me to swallow and used my teeth to shakily untie the ropes. I could feel the green eyes on the back of my head, searing two almond shaped holes upon my naked skin. Char's dead, and I felt no remorse. Only fear. The angry marks on my wrists tingled as I licked the scars.

"Please stay away from my sheep…" I begged as my horns began to burn hot. After this experience with Char, I figured that even death couldn't scare me anymore. With a great finality, I shielded the rest of my innocence and stood to face the figure behind me.

…Wolf."

I blacked out.