Slowly beginning to masturbate the monkey, Jimmy began to thrust
in and out of his ass, at first making sure that his thrusts were slow
and gentle. As the boy increased the action on his friend’s penis, he
increased the motion of his own thrusts, until his hand was flying
over the animal’s penis, and his dick was flying in an out of the
monkey’s asshole.
After several minutes of heavy duty fisting and fucking, Jimmy
began to feel that sensation in the bottom of his balls. As it
continued to mount, and spread to the very base of his penis, he
increased his thrusting. All at once the sensation were too much for
the boy, and with one last lunge which brought a screech from his
butt buddy, Jimmy buried himself deeply inside of the monkey, and
felt his cock pulsate four or five times. If he had been older, Jimmy
would have been filling the monkey’s ass with semen, however, the
release inside of his friend’s ass was invisible.
About five seconds after Jimmy began to climax, he felt the
monkey’s dick begin to swell, and then his hand was covered with
the animal’s semen. The boy continued to pull and massage the dick
in his hand, as it leaked its fluid over his fingers.
Boy and animal laid resting, still attached to each other, for about
five minutes after they climaxed, both lost in their own private
thoughts. When they finally separated, the glanced over at each
other and smiled widely. It was done. Animal had fucked boy, and
boy had fucked animal. The relationship between the two had
changed. Both had felt it. Perhaps it was their fucking, the act which
had remained so taboo for so long of a period of time. Both
unconsciously realized that they had done something which few had
ever accomplished. Two species had met, courted, fell in love, and
“mated.” Two species had fucked, swapping their fluids and
energy.
The remainder of the night was a blur for both youngsters. It began
again with the monkey fucking the boy, and then the boy fucked the
monkey once again, and so on throughout the night. When the two
awoke the next morning, wrapped in each other’s arms, the first
thing which had come to mind was how sore both of their backsides
were.
The monkey wished that he could communicate with the human
boy. There was so much that he wanted to tell him, so much that he
wanted to ask him. Language was a barrier to their relationship,
however, he thought, perhaps there was a way in which he could
communicate. Perhaps they would be able to develop their own
language.
The monkey wanted to tell the boy some stories, stories which he
had overheard since he was a baby, sneaking around and listening to
the adults talking. For example, there were stories of other humans,
young and old who use to come into the jungle to do to the
monkey’s the same things as they had done with each other. The
monkey had listened to a few tales of both male and female monkeys
being fucked in the ass by humans.
The monkeys did seem to get even, or so they said in their stories.
He would listen to the elders talk about the times when they would
find a human child alone at the edge of the jungle. They would
surround the child, and then take turns fucking it. If it were a girl,
she was forced into a submissive position like monkey’s adopted
while being fucked, and the elders would fuck her in her cunt and
ass. If it were a boy, which seemingly was the case most of the
time, he would be bent over and fucked by all of the leading males
from the tribe. The monkey had never heard any stories about ape
and man getting together voluntarily and having sex, and he was
curious if the boy knew of this happening within his tribe.
– End of chapter 4