It was a glorious spring day in the woods behind Daniel’s house. The sun was shining through the trees as the breeze created an ever changing pattern of shadows on the ground. The air was cool and kept him from sweating as he explored the forest for the first time. It was beautiful enough to silence the last of his parents’ concerns about moving to rural Tennessee from urban LA.

Daniel walked up a large hill, hoping to spot a clearing. Looking around, he found an unending thick forest as far was the eye could see. The only break in sight was a body of water, large enough that Daniel thought it was a lake though locals would call it a pond. He made a mental note that he should check the pond for fish for later this year.

A crash of branches and a squeal erupted behind Daniel, triggering him to find the source in an instant. A large wild boar stood blocking the path he’d just come. The boar’s head was low, tusks angled to pierce Daniel’s flesh, preparing itself to charge. Daniel attempted to back away and deescalate the wild animal. He realized that he’d messed up when the boar charged.

In an instant, the boar made contact with Daniel, producing a sharp stabbing pain in his right thigh as he fell backwards. The forest was flying by him as he crashed through the underbrush on his way down the hill. In what felt like moments, Daniel felt the cold water of the pond envelop him as the momentum drove him into the depths.

After a few seconds, the shock of the boar attack had left, for the most part. Daniel fought his way to the surface for a breath of air, hoping the boar was gone. His head broke the water. Short, jagged breaths broke from his mouth as he coughed up the water that had entered his lungs. A quick glance around reviled the boar was no where to be seen.

Once he’d regained enough of his breath, Daniel worked his way to shore. He collapsed on the beach, looking up as he finished regaining his breath and let the last of the adrenaline pass.

His body hurt. The boar’s tusks had left a puncture wound in his right thigh. His body was covered in scrapes, some bleeding mildly, and early bruises could be seen forming on his arms. Daniel was not looking forward to the walk back to his house.

For the first time, Daniel realized that the leaves on the tree towering above him weren’t green. The tree was covered in warm orange leaves as was the one next to it and the one next to that. He propped himself up on his elbows to discover all the trees shared similarly colored leaves. He looked around the trees, attempting to figure out why they’d changed colors.

A rustle in the bushes across the pond triggered Daniel’s fight or flight instincts in his weakened body. His eyes immediately darted to the source. Standing in the bushes was an average sized man, perhaps a couple inches shorter than Daniel. Relieved as seeing another person, Daniel collapsed back onto the ground and called out for help. He felt very lucky that someone was nearby to assist him home.

Daniel was drifting in and out of consciousness as he felt the man push something into the wound in his leg and wrap it. Something was pushed into his mouth, and he ate it without thinking. A warmth coursed through his body that inspired him to open his eyes again.

The man was squatting above him as he woke. The man’s features were striking. A sharp jawline and piercing green eyes. A thick goatee of brown hair covered his chin and his head was full of shaggy brown hair. His muscles were well defined with a thick patch of chest hair between his pecs. Wrapped around his arm appeared to be a vine of some variety.

But he wasn’t a man. Daniel realized that when he saw the curved horns on his head, reminding him of the rams that dotted the landscape of the southwest. He had tubular ears that rested between the horns. His legs were covered in thick brown fur and ended with black two toed hooves. He was also naked, with a large uncut cock dangling between his legs.

A myriad of questions rushed into Daniel’s head upon the realization. “Who or, uh, what are you!?” spat from his mouth. In the back of his mind, Daniel realized that he’d seen the creature before in some old movie.

In a soothing voice, the creature responded, “My name is Aindrea and I am a faun. Though I must ask who and what you are.” He stared down at Daniel with curiosity.

Daniel was taken aback for a moment as the questioning was turned on him. “Wha-oh, I’m Daniel and, uh, I’m a human.”

Aindrea’s ears perked up at this response. “A human! It’s been a long time since a human has stumbled into our lands. Tell me, where do you hail from? Athens or perhaps Thebes? No, you’re much to strong for that, you must be from Sparta!” His excitement was apparent to Daniel.

“What? No, I’m from LA.” Daniel groaned in pain as he spoke, the warmth beginning to wear off.

“L A? I have never heard of such a place. Come, lets get you back to my place and you can tell me all about this land of ‘L A’.” Aindrea helped Daniel to his feet and took the majority of his weight as they started to walk through the forest.

Daniel tried to explain the concreate landscape of his youth as they walked, but the pain and difficulty in maintaining his breath disrupted his efforts. The two agreed to fill in the details later and walked in relative silence the rest of the way.

After 10 or so minuets, they reached a small cabin covered with vines. The inside was small and musky but there was a straw bed Daniel could lay down on, and gently fall into a deep slumber, exhausted form the days ordeal.

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Daniel awoke to the chirping of birds and the warm morning sun cascading onto him through a small open window. His body felt somehow better and worse than the day before. The wound on his leg was aching but appeared to be closing up quickly. Aches across his body had developed into bruises of various shades and sizes and the scratches into thin lines of scabs.

Breathing softly next to him, Aindrea slept soundly on his back. His arms lay above his head to reveal two pits covered in fur nearly as thick as his legs. His cock was experiencing a case of morning wood, hard and gently throbbing with his heartbeat. The foreskin, which had been long and loose before, hugged the very edge of the head, a few millimeters away from cascading over.

Daniel was impressed by his size. Aindrea must have stood about 5’6 to his 5’9, but his cock was larger at what must have been 7.5 inches to Daniel’s 6.5. A sense of envy filled him for a brief moment. Daniel had always been happy at slightly above average. Aindrea’s cock just looked bigger on his smaller body.

He realized how much he was ogling the cock before him and put an end to the train of thought. After all, he was straight…right?

The musk in the room was worse than the night before. Strong and pungent, every breath held its essence. Slowly, he worked his way out of bed and outside to enjoy the clean morning air. It was the part he loved most about his new home, and he was happy to discover it existed here to. Wherever here was.

In the morning sun, Daniel discovered just how tattered his clothes were. Long holes cut into the fabric, stitching stretched or broken, patches threadbare and over stretched. They were in tatters and he didn’t know it he could fix it.

Using the door frame for support, Aindrea yawned and called out to Daniel in a raspy voice. “Good morning.” He yawned again and tried rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “Looks like you’re feeing better.” His cock was still hard but beginning to subside.

Daniel responded cheerfully, amazed he could walk, “Much better, though it still hurts.” He smiled, happy to have been found by someone nice like Aindrea.

Aindrea, urged Daniel inside and prepared a fast breakfast. Aindrea ate fast and encouraged Daniel to do the same since there was a long list of chores to do. Daniel was to tag along.

Daniel discovered that the life of a faun was easy. The winters were so mild that hunting and foraging was never a challenge. Towns existed where one could find a more specialty trade, but most lived in the endless forest free.

Aindrea found Daniel’s story of a manmade rock environment and buildings of glass and steel with millions of people of different background and cultures impossible to believe. Two thousand years of human history and technology was hard for him to grasp. At multiple points, he’d even called bullshit for which Daniel would insist he wasn’t lying.

The day passed without incident. That night they feasted on a bird they’d hunted and wild greens they’d found. It was at dinner that Aindrea gave Daniel the bad news.

Long ago, portals to the human world could be found most anywhere in the forst. But as time passed they stopped appearing regularly. And eventually, they became so infrequent that no one bothered to look for them. Daniel was stuck and the odds of ever going home were scarce.

Daniel was crushed. All the energy he had evaporated, and he finished his meal before climbing in bed. He shed a few tears at all he’d just lost before falling asleep.

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The next morning, Daniel awoke to the same sight as before. Aindrea stretched out on his back, arms above his head, cock hard as steel. The room was once again very musky, but the musk was different now. Slightly sweet and almost homely.

The cock gained his attention once more. A small trickle of pre ran down the head, pooling silghtly on the foreskin before tumbling over and running down the length to the furry patch below. Daniel’s cock began to swell at the sight as a small trickle of drool escaped his mouth. A crash of thunder outside broke him from his single minded ogling.

Daniel didn’t want to go outside to the rain and opted to make breakfast. Rebuilding the fire, he reheated the leftovers from the night before. The smell of herbed meat informed Aindrea that it was time to eat and he rose.

Daniel had reluctantly accepted that he was stuck here, but over breakfast tried to convince Aindrea to go to a town where he could ask others. He was shot down as he learned it was a several days walk and that Aindrea wouldn’t do it in the rain.

The rain didn’t mean chores ended. Aindrea dragged Daniel to a larger lake to fish while they huddled up in a small structure he’d built. Daniel was wet and shivering. Aindrea’s warmth was all that was around.

After much silence Aindrea spoke. “You’d be warmer if you lose the clothes.” He explained that, just like everything else, the rain worked different here. The rain goddess punished those who wore clothes with cold rain. She blessed those without with warm rain that left them feeling clean.

Daniel reluctantly pulled off his shirt to discover that Aindrea was once again correct. The rain felt warmer than before and watched the last of the dirt wash from his chest. He finished undressing and returned to the shelter, attempting to maintain his modesty.

A loud crash of thunder roared overhead, and Aindrea laughed. “Oh no, she doesn’t like that, Daniel. The rain goddess likes to see men’s cocks and punishes those who attempt to obscure her view. She’s pretty demanding.”

Daniel uncovered his crotch and the thunder passed. He sat there naked and in silence next to Aindrea while he fished for the rest of the day. That night, they ate the fish and climbed into bed naked as to keep the rain goddess from giving them snow.

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The next morning, Daniel was again the first to arise. The pitter patter of rain informed him that the rain goddess was still around and that he would need to remain nude. As with the previous morning, the cabin was very musky and Aindrea laid stretched out next to him, cock raging.

Daniel was amazed at how beautiful the cock was, straining. Pre was once again leaking from the head. He found his face getting closer and closer to it, the musk that now felt like home increasing as he did. He was trapped by the sight and smell that he hadn’t realized he was now hard. Slowly, he moved in close and licked the pre off the head.

A torrent of cum shot from the cock when he did. Some landing in his mouth and the rest painting his face. He tasted the tangy, slightly bitter, cum and could smell it’s pungent aroma on his face. His cock was next to shoot, Daniel having been unaware that he’d been stroking it.

The post nut clarity hit him like a brick. Not only had he just kissed and licked a cock, but he was hard and jerking off to it. Shame filled him as he got up and went outside to feel the warm rain wash the cum away.

The rain prompted Aindrea to go fishing again that day. He’d offered to make Daniel his own shelter that day, but got turned down. The two of them would huddle together to keep dry. They ate the fish they’d caught that night and Daniel further adjusted to the world he was in.

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On his fourth morning, Daniel arose to the sight he’d grown accustomed to. Daniel looked down to admire Aindrea’s body and cock. The grossness of the day before gone, he was once again ogling Aindrea.

Aindrea’s hand grabbed Daniel’s head suddenly. “It’s about time you go all the way. You’ve been staring at it since you first saw it.”

Daniel tried to free his head. “N-no I wasn’t. I like pussy. N-not into cock.”

“Bull-fucking-shit human. This should loosen you up.” Aindrea forced Daniel’s head into one of his pits.

Daniel tried to fight back, tried to break free from Aindrea’s strong grip. Every breath he took filled his nose with musk. The strong musk he smelled every morning, the one he’s started to associate with home, was ten times stronger than before. Each breath slowly wore down his resistance.

His tongue reached out to lick the pit, but the strong taste reignited his resistance. “I… will… not… submit!” Daniel chocked out as he put everything he had into pushing Aindrea away. For a few moments, Daniel thought he’d broken free as his face inched away from the pit. Aindrea increased his strength and Daniel’s face became planted in the pit once more.

The increased concentration and the hairs that’d entered his mouth began hammering away at his resistance once more. His head was full of fog, the only tangible thought the musk. Slowly, his tongue reached out and licked the pit again. The taste sent a crack through his remaining resistance, making it crumble away as his tongue went in for another lick.

“Such a gullible human. The portal you came though is probably still there, they last about a week after all. That’s it, get your tongue in there. Fuck, you’re getting good at this. Faun musk has a knacked for turning human men into pleasure obsessed slaves.” He jeered with confidence as he spoke.

“Say it with me now, ‘I’m a dumb, gullible, human musk slave to my faun masters.’”

Through desperate licks, Daniel responded. “I’m a” lick “dumb, human” lick, lick “musk slave to my” lick “faun masters!”

Aindrea roared with laughter at Daniel’s admission. “You hear that Rain Goddess, he accepts his place. Thank you for all your help.”

 The rain outside slowed and then stopped as she moved on to resume her duties, awaiting her payment for assistance.

“Now then slave, move onto my balls.” He released his grip on Daniel.

Daniel pulled away. The first breaths of relatively musk free air allowed the last crumbs of his resistance to regain footing and fight the unbelievably pleasurable desire to worship Aindrea’s balls. “N-no… I-I’m not”

Before Daniel could finish, Aindrea had once again grabbed his head, this time directing it towards his balls. Daniel wasn’t strong enough to counter Aindrea’s grip and helplessly watched as the furry sack came closer into view before making contact.

The musk here was stronger. So strong that Daniel’s resistance lost what little footing it had gained, and washed away.

His strength began to return, this time dedicated to worshiping the musky sack he was so fortunate to worship. They were tangy and exploded their essence all over his tongue, sending tingles through his nose. He licked every inch with gusto and ended by moving down between Aindrea’s legs so that he may rest the sack on his noise, further concentrating the musk that was making his head swim.

Aindrea was still smiling, giddy at just how far his musk had consumed the human. The last human to enter the faun world did so long before he was born. The legends didn’t emphasize enough just how potent their musk was to human men. He knew that Daniel would forever be addicted to faun musk, and especially his own.

Eager to see just how good his new slave was, he spoke to Daniel with a playful command. “Hiheh, go on slave. Give my cock the same level of attention.”

Daniel rose from his musky tent and moved his tongue to the base of the cock. He applied pressure to the base and ran his tongue up along the urethra up to the head. Aindrea flexed his cock to keep it straight up and moaned softly as Daniel’s mouth enveloped his sensitive head. Daniel’s teeth toughed the head for a brief moment and Aindrea scolded him.

After several attempts, Daniel began to understand how to keep his teeth away from the glorious cock he needed to pleasure with all of his being. He moved his lips slowly around the head, tasting the pre that began to leak. Once more he took the whole head into his mouth, letting his tongue run around it, finally pushing the last of the foreskin off the head.

“Fuckin’ Hades you’re good, but it’s time to give it more.” He placed his hand on the back of Daniel’s head and slowly applied pressure, forcing more of the cock into the humans mouth. “There you go. Please all of it.”

Daniel felt it go deeper and deeper until the head reached the back of his throat. He did his best to hold back the gagging but failed. The cock was too hard to go down his throat at that angle.

Aindrea realized what was happening and removed pressure. “Alright, get up.” Daniel reluctantly removed his mouth from the cock he needed. Aindrea stood up and motioning to Daniel spoke, “Lay here. On your back. That’s it, head over the edge.”

With his head over the wooden edge of the straw bed, Daniel could see the cock he wanted dangle before him. He opened his mouth and accepted it when Andrea moved in.

Aindrea slowly thrust his cock in and out of Daniel’s mouth, going deeper with each thrust. When he reached the challenge spot of before, he slowly thrust it, checking the human for gagging. There was none so he kept gong until he bottomed out. Letting it rest there, he took in every moment of pleasure he felt.

Daniel felt gloriously happy. Not only had he just taken the cock he adored so much to it’s root, but he also got the balls he loved resting on his face. He was so happy, he hadn’t realized he was running low on breath. When Aindrea pulled his cock out of his mouth, Daniel gasped for breath.

Aindrea playfully slapped his cock on Daniel face. “Remember to breath, stupid.”

Daniel nodded his head, never once taking his eyes off the cock before him. Aindrea moved in again and Daniel welcomely opened his mouth for it.

Aindrea was in complete control of the fuck. He moved at the rhythm he wanted to. Sometimes fast and hard, others slower and relishing the deep wet hole.

Daniel was awash in pleasure. He could taste every inch of the cock, and the sack was always nearby for his breaths to send his senses int overdrive. Nothing could possibly beat this moment for Daniel.

On one slow backstroke, Aindrea accidently went over the edge. Cum shot from his cock, coating Daniel’s mouth with thick goo. He swore several times as his knees nearly gave out on him. “Zeus and Poseidon you’re good.”

The cum made Daniel’s mouth tingle driving a wave of pleasure throughout his body. His until now ignored cock exploded like a guizer. The first spirt landed in the fur above Aindrea’s cock. The second hit Daniel’s face, and the third his chest.

Aindrea was aware enough to be impressed at Daniel’s shot. “Damn, you must have loved that.”

Daniel nodded his head. The musk starting to clear from his mind. “T-that was amazing Master.”

“Hih, you keep this up and I’ll have to try out that ass tonight. Now get me some breakfast.” Aindrea once again slapped his cock on Daniel’s face, letting the throat slime rub off, before going outside for the morning sun. He wondered if there might be another portal around where one could find more human men.

Daniel remained with Aindrea for the rest of his life, completing many of the chores Aindrea used to do alone, making money by servicing other fauns in town, and mindlessly worshiping his Master, Aindrea.