From: Gary Donovan
Newsgroups: soc.motss
Subject: Red Dawn--Part 4 (Was Re: World's First Known Bottom Found in Alps)
Date: 13 Sep 92 11:35:27 GMT
Article-I.D.: spdcc.1992Sep14.035642.28182
Organization: Neanderthals 'R Us

Part Four

Sounds of bustling activity amongst the tribe going on about its daily
activities roused the two sleeping hunters.  Out of deference to their
position, nobody had taken any pains to disturb their rest.  Gray Wolf
was the first to waken and he decided to lay still for a while before
disturbing his friend.  Seeing him across the sleeping quarters like
that, his form rising and falling with a slow tempo gave him a
compassionate feeling.  He had given him so much in that short period
of time, but now he had to figure out how to return that favor.  Red
Dawn reached out from the robes and stretched with a growl.  Turning
over he found Gray Wolf watching him and he smiled.

There was a brief moment while getting ready and alone that they were
able to touch once, but Red Dawn said that they had to be getting
back to the upper valley.  Walking out into the bright fall morning,
there was still a chill in the air and both of them knew there was
probably snow fall in the upper reaches of the mountains and probably
even at their home.  Their home, the thought caught Gray Wolf for a
moment.  He wasn't of this group of men any more.  He had been singled
out and taught by Red Dawn.  That seemed natural enough, but after
last night's feasting his fate had been sealed.  He would travel a
different path from the other men.  Red Dawn shook his friend from his
musings.  They gathered up some needed provisions and bid their hosts
farewell.  When the time was ripe, they would be back with more, and
then they were off.

The journey back to the upper valley quickened the farther they were
from the rest of the tribe.  Gray Wolf spoke of his feelings about the
situation and found that Red Dawn had felt the same way after Night
Moon had initiated him and then announced it to the tribe.  However,
the isolation from the tribe was not intolerable because of all the
benefits that one gained when being alone with the forces of nature. 
Communing with the animals, lying in the grassy meadows, and fighting
off the hungry wolves in the winter were all things that the
lowlanders couldn't begin to understand.  Plus, there was always the
constant companionship of Night Moon to ease the loneliness.  This
calmed Gray Wolf and soon they arrived at the mountain pass into the
upper valley.  

As they expected, snow had fallen and the ground was littered with
small animal tracks going here and there.  This pleased Red Dawn a
great deal, for now it was time to teach Gray Wolf the skills of
winter tracking and hunting.  A quick survey of the cave showed that
all was well and instead of gathering the spears, the bows and arrows
were selected.  Tramping through the snow, Red Dawn would pause at
times to show the telltale signs of whether a track was fresh or old. 
They made their way to a small forest on the edge of the valley and
found a set of heavy hoof tracks.  Knowing that others would soon
follow, they laid in ambush.  Their waiting didn't last long for a
large elk came into view with an impressive antler rack the likes of
which Gray Wolf had not seen before.

Waiting for the proper moment, they struck out with speed and deadly
aim.  Gray Wolf's arrow caught the elk in the flank and it rared back
exposing its chest.  Red Dawn didn't miss the opportunity and planted
an arrow squarely in the left thorax and the animal crumpled to the
ground.  This time it was Gray Wolf who draw close to the struggling
form which was slowly easing its efforts.  He stood before it, gaze
transfixed into that of the dying.  As it heaved its last sigh, Gray
Wolf felt something flash through him.  Involuntarily, a low growl
gripped his throat which he launched forth into a howl to the sky and
commended the soul of the great animal into the heavens.  Shaking for
a moment, Red Dawn came up to his friend and put his hand on his
shoulder.  He explained that Gray Wolf had just dispatched his first
animal spirit.  There it would be waiting for him and with others to
come in the future to be hunted through all eternity just as Red Dawn
had his spirits that would be waiting for him.

They made short order of preparing their kill to be taken back to the
cave.  Once while remembering the other day,  Gray Wolf reached into
Red Dawn's robe to grasp him.  Red Dawn laughed and smacked his friend
and made comments on how hard his backside would become if it became
frozen in the snow.  Gray Wolf laughed at the chilling idea and
thought better of it.

Returning to the cave, a fire was prepared for the evening meal.  To
add to the flavor of their newly killed prize, Red Dawn produced some
berries that he had brought up from the lower valley.  Adding to that
was also some burning drink made from fermented berries.  Gray Wolf
had never tasted it before, but soon noticed an interesting after
effect not long after he was done.  Much to his pleasure,  Red Dawn
pulled himself close to Gray Wolf and reached out and unfolded his
robe.  Gray Wolf repeated the action and soon the two were locked in a
warm embrace.  Gray Wolf nuzzled the others beard and chin and began
to work the other man's chest in the same fashion that had been done
to him the other day.  Red Dawn signaled his approval by pulling Gray
Wolf's face into the tangled mass of hair on his left chest.  Not to
miss a moment, Gray Wolf began working the area with his mouth and
beard for many minutes.  Red Dawn was writhing about at this point and
Gray Wolf was able to break free from the head lock.

He worked his way down the older man's belly and elicited a convulsion
of laughter.  The great hunter was ticklish and Gray Wolf worked this
with maximal effect driving his mouth and beard into the hairy belly
and then backing off again.  When Red Dawn was pleading for mercy,
Gray Wolf moved farther down.  Red Dawn's large rod rose up and
smacked him in the face.  Grasping it firmly, he unhooded the crown
and proceeded to place it into his mouth.  

He found the taste to be pleasing and he began to devour it hungrily. 
Red Dawn was at those point groaning and growling at the same point
and he grabbed Gray Wolf's head and began thrusting into the other's
mouth.  Gray Wolf relaxed his jaw and let his friend continue the
pumping and he reached down to work the base of the shaft with his
hand.  The pumping grew more insistent and Gray Wolf's mouth was
filled with a warm wet saltiness that tasted even better than his own. 
Gobbling up all the available essence he looked up.  Red Dawn was
pleased to see the wet stains on his friends beard and said that it
looked better that way than the dried stains he had seen the other day
when returning with the tribesmen.  Gray Wolf blushed at this and let
it pass.

Gray Wolf pulled himself alongside Red Dawn and kissed him with a long
and deliberate action.  Red Dawn whispered to him and asked if he was
finished yet.  Puzzled, Gray Wolf asked him as to what he meant.  Red
Wolf explained that many times in the past Night Moon and he would
take turns reinitiating each other as hunters and men.  Red Dawn said
simply that it had been a long time since he had been initiated
himself.  He would much like to give Gray Wolf the honor of performing
the ritual.

Gray Wolf's spirit leaped with the thought and Red Dawn reached around
for some remaining animal fat from the mammoth that had been left
behind.  He reached around and applied some to his backside and then
transferred his attention to Gray Wolf.  Shuddering at the sensation, 
Red Dawn applied liberal amounts the slick subtance onto Gray Wolf's
massive rod.  Satisfied, he laid back and raised his legs into the air
and motioned for Red Dawn to come closer.  He rested his ankles onto
Gray Wolf's shoulders.  Taking himself in his hands,  Gray Wolf
proceeded to press the crown into his friends puckered ring.  Meeting
only mild resistance, he gasped as the ring tightened around his shaft
as he slowly plunged in.  The sensation was repeated as he slowly
withdrew, and he plunged in again.  Red Wolf had a look of abject
bliss on his face and he arched his back up to further receive his
friend and fellow man.

Gray Wolf watched in wonder as his glistening rod buried itself into
that of his friend.  The tempo picked up in intensity and the pucker
ring tightened on the shaft with each thrust.  Glistening with sweat, 
Gray Wolf continued to power the motion into his friend.  Red Dawn at
this point reached down to grab himself and began to rhythmically work
his own rod.  In no time at all,  Red Dawn had worked himself into a
frenzy and launched a second wave of white spray.  Not being able to
contain himself any further, Gray Wolf buried the glistening shaft
with one long lunge.  Somewhere, floating between reality and dreams,
a ball of light shot forth and Gray Wolf filled Red Dawn with its
power.  The circle had turned onto itself and Gray Wolf was happier
for it.

Keeping his still hard member in place, he lay across Red Dawn who
then pulled him down into one long deep kiss.  Only too soon did Gray
Wolf have to exit that wonderful place he had just been.  Pulling out
he grabbed the robes and nestled himself next to the older man.  Red
Dawn drew his face close in and kissed him slowly and thanked him for
reawakening his spirit.  Gray Wolf knew at that point that his path
was now going to be a happy one.

[To Be Continued.]