This is Lust, between DuskfireXDarkpaw, BrookthroatXSparrowpaw, and ShellwhisperXStagpaw.

Kinks: Anal, (minor) D/s, defloration, 'dildo', exhibition, group, humiliation, oral, and teasing.

Chapter Four: Every KinkClan Apprentice's First Lesson

"All cats old enough to beg StarClan for release, gather below the Highmound for a clan meeting." Bigstar recited the familiar chant. He sat expectantly on the rise of compact soil. He took a deep breath and relaxed for a moment, letting the anemic morning sun soak into his fur and the chirping of birds serenade his ears. Three new apprentices would be joining the fighting—and mating—ranks of his clan. This was another beautiful day of prosperity for them all.

As he drew his attention back to the clearing before him, most of his loyal clanmates were already assembled. The few stragglers would have to catch up, no time could be wasted in training today. Even though KinkClan was stronger than ever, their enemies were as well, and ever increasing in number. Although it had been days since the strange she-cats' attack, he had a feeling that had not been the end of it.

His eyes found the three for which this ceremony was being held, and he began:

"Darkkit, Sparrowkit, and Stagkit. You are all six moons now, and ready to begin training in the ways of your warrior ancestors. Your new names will be Darkpaw, Sparrowpaw, and Stagpaw, and until you receive your warrior names, you must obey your mentors and do all you can to learn the ways of serving your clan."

"Darkpaw," he locked eyes with the small she-cat, "Duskfire will be your mentor. She has shown herself to be versatile and experimental, and I expect you to learn all you can from her."

The warrior rose from her spot a few tail-lengths away and sat beside her new apprentice, wrapping her fluffy tail around her. Darkpaw fidgeted a bit nervously, but maintained her excitement.

"Don't be nervous, we'll have lots of fun during training." the older cat whispered warmly.

"Sparrowpaw," the leader went on, "Brookthroat will be your mentor. He has shown himself to be very wise and brave, and I expect you to learn all you can from him."

The old warrior repeated Duskfire's actions, whiskers twitching at Sparrowpaw's obvious eagerness.

"Stagpaw, Shellwhisper will be your mentor. She has shown herself to be very loyal and generous, and I expect you to learn all you can from her."

Shellwhisper stood and sat between Duskfire and her new apprentice, butting her head against his shoulder warmly.

"Darkpaw! Sparrowpaw! Stagpaw! Darkpaw! Sparrowpaw! Stagpaw!" the whole clan cheered. The voices of their parents rose higher than all others, their pride transparent.

"So what are we doing first!?" Sparrowpaw chimed, springing to his paws. He didn't acknowledge—or perhaps realize—his member hardening, bouncing off of his abdomen.

"I can tell you won't be dissatisfied by the answer." his new mentor purred in amusement.

"We're mating!?" he blurted out.

"I'm surprised your former denmates didn't tell you, already. Every KinkClan apprentice's first lesson is in our ancient battle technique of seduction."

"But, before we learn anything, we have to go to the appropriate training area." Duskfire interrupted. "Come on."

As the cats of KinkClan dispersed after the ceremony, Dewspeckle remained frozen. At the edge of her senses, she could detect the cool presence of one of her warrior ancestors. She dare not move, afraid to somehow scare away whatever wisdom the cat wanted to share.

She still could not see any cat, but faint green pawsteps began to circle her, then turning away and out of the camp, in the wake of the new apprentices.

"KinkClan will need much healing in the days to come…" a near-inaudible voice whispered. The medicine cat felt immense fear pulse through her whole body, but forced it down. Healing could mean many things. And the cats of StarClan were nothing if not needlessly, annoyingly cryptic. All that mattered was the obvious: she must take on an apprentice.

Duskfire lead the other five out of the camp, down the well trodden paths of the forest. Yowls of pleasure echoed through the trees, some very far and some nearer. Sparrowpaw practically tread on the warriors' heels in his anticipation. He hardly paid attention to the new extent of the territory he could now explore. The group stopped abruptly.

"This is the practice cove. Most of your battle and mating training will happen here. If you ever have free time that you'd like to spend training, just come here." Duskfire meowed.

"Now, for your first lesson." Brookthroat spoke up, "Duskfire, I think you and your apprentice would do best to demonstrate for us."

"I would agree..." a sadistic glint passed over her eyes as she beckoned the shy apprentice in front of the other cats.

"The greatest secret KinkClan holds is really very simple: retaliate with sex, until the enemy is subdued or entirely under your control."

She slowly circled Darkpaw, trailing the tip of her tail delicately around her body.

"We will work more directly on this technique later, but for your very first lesson, we have to show you the raw power of sex. And then, build your strengths from it.

V Lemony goodness! V Lemon starts below! V Lemony goodness! V

"Darkpaw," she stopped beside her, "please turn around and lift your tail for us."

"Uh—o-okay." she stuttered, stiffly turning. Her tail raised only slightly. Duskfire sniffed in amusement, using a paw to swipe her tail straight up. The 'paw shivered apprehensively but held it upright afterwards.

"This is a she-cat's most pleasurable spot." her mentor gestured closely to her rear, "We call it a core, pussy, or cunt."

The warrior quickly forced her rear paws a bit farther apart, and brushed a digit between her legs.

"Duskfire..!" Darkpaw whimpered. Her mentor ignored her.

"Penetration is not the entirety of sex. The pleasure all cats involved receive is the most important part. And a good cat will focus on the pleasure of others above their own. Watch."

She turned more towards the silver tabby and whispered, "Lower your upper body, Darkpaw. Give everyone a better view of your cute little ass."

The apprentice hesitated, so her mentor placed a paw on her shoulders and pushed her gently down. She bent down, making her muzzle level with Darkpaw's virgin core. She let her whiskers gently tickle her for a second before slowly drawing her tongue against her folds. She realized in delight that the other apprentices were pressing closer, trying to see more clearly. Their sister quivered, muffled moans escaping her lowered maw. She was so embarrassed, but the gratification the other cat's tongue gave her was too strong to ignore. She felt like all of the muscles inside her were tightening and tightening, afraid the feeling would never plateau. Duskfire pulled back suddenly, and Darkpaw became extremely frustrated at the loss of stimulation.

"It's very important that, when you are the one giving pleasure, you keep changing technique. Repetition can become boring quickly for your partner. And in battle, it's easily overcome. So, now I'll move on to putting my tongue inside her" And she continued eating her apprentice out, doing just as she said. Darkpaw was now pushing her hips back into her muzzle, kneading the ground and moaning freely. I can't believe my brothers are watching me get aroused.. And I don't care! It just feels so good… She thought.

"I think that's enough of the basics, it's time for you two to join in the training." Brookthroat interrupted.

Sparrowpaw leaped to his paws, starting towards Duskfire and his sister.

"Your mentor is right here." Brookthroat meowed in amusement. Funny how the toms never realize… Sparrowpaw looked back at him, tilting his head.

"But we're both toms."

"Oh, I'm well aware." Brookthroat rumbled, getting to his paws. "But that doesn't stop us from being able to mate. You've seen for yourself she-cats can mate together, we're no exception. I'll show you."

Sparrowpaw looked at him uncertainly, but stayed where he was. Brookthroat stood in front of him and gently placed a paw on his chest, pushing him onto his back. The horny tom was still completely hard, his member leaking slightly. His mentor licked his lips, meeting his eyes for a moment before lowering his head and lapping at the tip of Sparrowpaw's cock. He went down to the very base, drawing his tongue slowly up and then swirling it around. He sunk his mouth down then, sucking lightly. He looked up at the apprentice again, adoring the ashamed look of ecstasy he'd adopted.

"There's no need to feel embarrassed for enjoying the touch of another tom, Sparrowpaw," he paused to assure him, "every tom in our clan has mated with another, if only once. It's perfectly normal, not to mention wonderful."

As he finished speaking, he deepthroated the young tom's member. He was far from full grown yet, but his member was of substantial size already. Brookthroat wondered, a bit arrogantly, why he was always blessed with the best apprentices. I suppose befriending the leader does have perks.

"B-Brookthroat, I feel—mmm—S-something's gonna happen." His mentor immediately released his erection with a pop.

A fox-length away, his brother was the last to begin his first lesson.

"I know you're a little nervous, Stagpaw, but Bigstar made me your mentor for a reason. I'm not a sadist like Duskfire, but I promise I'll bring you out of your shell just as well. Would you prefer to take charge, today, or would you like me to?"

"I want to try." he said quietly, staring at the ground.

Shellwhisper purred happily, "What would you like me to do?"

"Uh, turn the other way." he murmured. She did so quickly, twirling around and lifting her tail high in one fluid movement. Stagpaw felt overheated with excitement and nerves, just staring dumbfounded for a moment at the inviting, wet core before him. He stumbled forward after a moment, blindly sticking his tongue out and lapping at her pussy. He attempted to copy what he saw of Duskfire's movements, with some success.

"Oh, Stagpaw," Shellwhisper moaned encouragingly, "your tongue feels so good!"

He perked up a bit, becoming more eager and experimental. He drove his tongue into her, and found the best results came from sucking on her sensitive nub.

"StarClan, right there!" she moaned, legs shaking. He licked and sucked harder, forcing her to cum on his tongue.

"Stagpaw! Oh, Stagpaw, yes…" she cried.

"No! How could you stop!?" Sparrowpaw whined, looking up. Brookthroat licked his lips slowly before replying.

"You were going to cum, but I don't want that, yet. I haven't shown you the most enjoyable way two toms can mate." he lowered his head again, this time past Sparrowpaw's dick and below his balls, to his tailhole. He quickly licked around and then into him, getting him prepared for what was to come.

"What are you doing? What's the 'most enjoyable way'?" the tabby asked a bit frantically. He had touched his member a bit before, but nothing had ever gone into his tailhole, before.

"This way." Brookthroat said simply, as he slid a digit into him.

"Ah! Th-that feels weird!" Sparrowpaw whined.

"Does it hurt?" his mentor asked in concern.

"I don't think so." he replied softly.

"Good. It will be enjoyable soon, I promise." Brookthroat wrapped his other paw around the younger cat's member, stroking slowly. He began moaning almost immediately. He unconsciously pushed up into the paw, also enticing the intruding claw further into his ass. The warrior steadily slid in another, and then another, until he was sure the other cat was ready.

"Brookthroat…" Sparrowpaw meowed plaintively, "I need to cum. My dick almost hurts."

"Alright, don't worry, I'll make you cum soon." he purred at the suddenly obedient youngster. The older tom stepped overtop of him, his member just as hard, hanging above the apprentice's.

"Do you want to cum with this inside you? Or do you want to put your member in me?" he already knew the answer—

"I-I want… I want you inside me, Brookthroat."—but hearing it was no less sweet.

"As you wish, handsome." the warrior lowered his hips and prodded the tight hole

"Now, do you wanna know what it feels like for your pussy to be filled?" Duskfire asked in a sultry tone, finally relenting from burying her face in her apprentice's cunt.

"Oh, yes, Duskfire! Please fuck my virgin core!" she moaned desperately, spreading her legs as wide as she could, uncaring now if her brothers, their mentors, or even any other cat in the forest saw or heard her.

"I would love to." Duskfire purred deeply, fetching a well worn stick quickly and returning. Her stick was one of the smaller in the collection, and the smoothest. Her favorite toy to usher virgins into apprenticeship. She pressed the tip against Darkpaw's soaking entrance, easing her.

"Please put it in! I need you inside me now!" Duskfire slid it into her slowly, careful to stop before halfway.

"Nng, it hurts…" the apprentice complained, "But it still feels good!"

The older she-cat flicked her tail happily, drawing the stick back out, and steadily back in again. She felt the tabby's insides relax slightly, allowing the stick to penetrate her with less resistance. She shifted so that she could move the stick with one paw, and use the other to play with her clit.

"Holy StarClan, yes!" Darkpaw yowled, swiftly approaching orgasm. "Duskfire, oh Duskfire, I love it…" she sighed, unwinding after the intense ordeal. Her mentor threw the stick back into the pile, laying down to groom the young she-cat.

"Very well done, Duskpaw. You will make a wonderful warrior." she purred.

Shellwhisper slid into a crouch, looking back over her shoulder at the inexperienced cat.

"Please mount me, Stagpaw." she moaned. His jaw gaped for a moment, almost disbelieving. StarClan, yes I will! He jumped onto her, nearly knocking her over in his eagerness. He rubbed his member against her, partly enjoying the sensation and partly trying to reach her entrance. Finally he did, ramming his aching member in haphazardly.

"Oh! Stagpaw, be a little more careful." she purred good-naturedly.

"S-sorry.." he muttered, losing focus as the hot, embracing sensations overtook him.

"Now, just try to pull out before you cum—when it feels so good, you're not sure what's going to happen."

"Mhm." Stagpaw only half heard her, ramming carelessly into her tight core. The moans of all the other cats around him filled his ears, driving him to thrust harder and faster, his immature body straining to keep up with his demands.

"Stagpaw, fuck yes! Your cock is so good, fuck me hard!" his mentor moaned.

"Oh yeah, take it all!" he replied, gaining confidence. It feels so good! I don't want to pull out, it feels too good! He felt his member twitching, his elation coming to a peak. With reluctance, he pulled back only a little late. Cum erupted from him only a second before he pushed away from his mentor, stroking his dick as the last jets splattered all over the ground. Shellwhisper sat beside him, licking the few drops of cum from her core.

"You did very well, Stagpaw!" she praised him, "I'm excited to see how well you do in other subjects."

"As you wish, handsome." Brookthroat lowered his hips and prodded the tight hole of the tom below him. He stared at his face, seeing the anticipation and desire play across his features. Sparing him any more suspense, he eased his dick into the smaller cat.

"Ah! I-it's big…" he whimpered softly.

"Can you take all of it?"

"Yes! Please, I want all of your cock." Sparrowpaw moaned.

"Good boy." Brookthroat purred. He rocked his hips steadily, working the full length into his tailhole.

"So good, mmm…"

"I'll make you cum quickly, alright?" the white tom breathed. He pumped gradually faster, pleased to see his partner arching his back, growing louder and louder by the second.

"Are you going to cum, kit?"

"Please, I want to cum!" Sparrowpaw whimpered.

"Then cum for me, Sparrowpaw. Cum on my cock like a good little tom."

"Fuck, Brookthroat I'm cumming, I'm cumming…" Sparrowpaw's member, although starved for attention, spurted eagerly onto his and the other tom's chest.

The warrior pulled out gently before jerking off over the spent younger cat, climaxing quickly and mixing their cum on his pelt.

"Was that as good as you imagined your first time mating?" Brookthroat asked.

"SO much better." Sparrowpaw replied with a purr.

"You are very naturally skilled, and I hope you learn to embrace it."

The newly familiarized cats finished up what grooming they needed, and returned to camp. Although there was still plenty to learn, mating for the first time usually spent what energy the young cats had. The rest of the day was best spent eating, resting, and meeting their new denmates.

AN: Whew look at that, the first totally remade/repurposed chapter!

Usually when I do multiple simultaneous pairings, I write each pair start to finish and then move to the next, but this one I tried to mix them all up chronologically. I'm not sure if this is better or not, so feel free to give me feedback on which style you prefer.

Also, I'm not 100% sure where I want to go with Stagpaw and Darkpaw's personalities. So if you have a suggestion for either/both, feel free to PM me or leave it in a review.