Woodland Adventures

Every year I go hiking during the summer time, sometimes really deep into the woods. Usually a three or four day hike in one direction just to view nature and the scenery. Being a photographer, trying to get the best capture of mountain ranges and wildlife is one of my favorite hobbies.

But one year was special. The first day’s hike was just as normal as it always is. Trails and such already show you where to go. During the later part of the day I took some great pictures of a little waterfall a stream had made in the side of a rock face. The second day was just as calming as the first. Taking out the digital cam here and there taking pictures of anything and everything interesting. The third night was when things started to get strange.

It was getting dark so I found a small clearing and made camp. It was very hot out; we were still stuck in a heat wave that was constant for about a week. The familiar sound of wolves could be herd in the distance. Some cream corn was heated on the small fire that was made. I didn’t need anything big; it was already hot enough out. After I ate I stomped out the fire and was ready to go to bed when I herd some sticks crackling nearby. I stopped and listened for any other sounds looking around. I thought that the food that was cooking might have attracted some animals so I went back over to the fire pit to get the pot. When I turned back around to go to the tent there was a startling surprise.

A wolf was staring at me. Right between me and the tent. I went to move to try to get around him slowly to get into the tent when my knife was, but every time I went to move he would growl. And this wasn’t any pup it was quite a large wolf. I looked around to see if there was anywhere to go. Behind me was a tree that I could climb but it was quite a distance. I slowly turned making the wolf start walking closer. Noticing this I darted toward the tree.

To my surprise I didn’t even get half way there before the wolf leaped on top of me and forced me down. I thought I was done for and all I could think about was the wolf biting into me. But as I lied there for a sec, face in the ground I noticed he didn’t do anything. He just stood behind me. Not taking my chances I slowly started get onto my hands and knees and began creeping toward the tree when he got on top of me. I was expecting him to bit down or something but he didn’t. Another shock came over me when I quickly found out that he didn’t get on my back to attack me, he got on my back to mount me!

His paws gripped my sides and he began humping motions. I froze not knowing what to do. “Is this actually happing to me?” Was going though my mind. I tried to move again but he growled and nipped at my neck. So I just stayed there. After a minute he dismounted me, obviously apparent that nothing was happening. I still held still unsure of what he was going to do.

A little later at night I woke up in a sweat. I must have pulled the covers over me in my sleep and it being so hot out it was just too much. But worst of all was how much I needed to take a piss. I had to have drunk a gallon of water hiking. I quickly ran outside, toward, the bushed and let it flow. After I was finished I went to return to the tent and there was the wolf again. He walked up to me slowly and sniffed about a little. Smelling his sent on me. He took some extra attention at my dick and licked. It was a little unnerving. I was hoping he wouldn’t bite it off or something.

I soon realized that it felt good and before I knew it I was hard. He licked under my balls and hit my ass. He stopped and walked around me. I looked at the tent thinking of making a run for it but it wouldn’t do any good. Once he got behind me he started licking as my asshole. The feeling was a little good and feeling that he wasn’t attending to hut me I went with the moment and spread my cheeks apart.

After a minute I slowly crouched over a little to allow him better access and he jumped at me.