"Mr Hunter!! Please, let me play with your dick!" A young cub named Nate called out. He is Alex's, the tribe leader's son, and he's made a name for himself for being relentlessly curious about the male body.
There's a saying in the wolf tribe: 'curiosity killed the cub'. While all men are cubophiles in this tribe, there are some wolves who cubs should not cross paths with.
The hunter stopped in his tracks, turning to face the cub. With his spear in his other hand, he used his left hand to give the boy a caring headpat.
The hunter simply smiled as Nate giggled. He is a man of few words.
But Nate is not one to be deterred... Already recognising the big bulge in the wolf's pants, his little hand reached out to grab it and he found the 'weirdly shaped mound' to be surprisingly warm.
The hunter groaned as the happy giggles of the boy filled his ears, leaning himself against the tree trunk. 
There's no escaping from this one now. He's just gotta let the kid have his way.
"That's a sheath, m'boy..." The hunter said in a low tone, even deeper than Alex. 
His piercing ember eyes set an awe of wonder into the cub, who wanted nothing more than learning about how to pleasure men.
The wolf decided to take it slow, lest the boy become overwhelmed. There's that, but there's also the fact that he wants to feel a little kid groping his crotch for as long as possible. He is just like many other men in the tribe - a pervert. But the concept of 'cubophile' and cubophilia didn't exist in those days. This story is simply an account of "The Olden Age of Wolves", in which no laws existed and men were allowed to pursue their sexual desires at will. The fact that all men enjoyed a cub feeling them up could be attributed to a shared male attraction. 
It doesn't even need to be sex. All men could blow just from a cub handjob. That's how cute they are.
The hunter lifted the bottom of his loincloth up, exposing his big round balls. 
Nate immediately began to fondle those pendulum-sized containers of daddy spunk, the hunter's cock slipping out of his sheath with every passing second.
He breathed heavily.
"Your father taught you well," the hunter closed his eyes, losing himself in a paradise of cub lust. He's never felt more proud to be a man than now.
"I'm milking a horse!" Nate excitedly replied, thinking about the many times he's gone to the stables only to have a bunch of horse cum spat at his face. Even animals can't resist cubs. 
"That you are, m'boy, that you are..."
The birds were tweeting in a beautiful melody. The hunter drank deeply of the fresh air flowing through his nose. The soft rustle of the forest awakened his heart, and made him long for a new adventure. 
Not only do the wolf tribe worship cubs, but they worship the very presence of nature itself...
When both are combined, the wolves see this as "the art of living like a man".
A cub choking down your spunk while you're in the full nude outdoors is what life is all about.
"Come up here, kiddo."
The hunter's deep voice compelled Nate to do anything. He took the wolf's hand and stood next to his new friend.
"What's next, mister?" Nate said innocently, his tail wagging and brushing against the grass.
The hunter did not reply, he smirked and pushed the cub behind him, his full height only reaching up to his backside.
"Ah, convenient!" The wolf remarked, shoving Nate's face between his big, fluffy cheeks.
"Have you ever cleaned a stallion before?" The hunter laughed at Nate's whining. The damn kid's already struggling for air. No wonder. Mr. Hunter is doing all he can to suffocate the cub on his ass musk. He's got to learn what real men smell like, after all.
"Nate! Naaaaate! Where are you?" He heard Alex's voice call out for his son, but he did not move an inch. Like a true man, he'd continue, proud of his desire.
Alex raced about the forest trying to find the source of the sound, but soon found it to be of no avail, until he saw a distinctive spearhead between the trees. As the wolf inched closer, he realised why he could no longer hear Nate's cries. The hunter had the boy held against his chest, his mouth stuffed with his fingers.
Alex gasped and knelt before the man, begging mercy.
"Please! Give me my son back!" He urged, his eyes filling with tears.
"Hmmm..."
The wolf considered it for a moment, exaggerating his expression, before replying with a stern "No." and shoving Nate back into his ass.
"I've found him first, he's mine." The hunter snarled, baring his fangs.
He then whacked his hard cock against Alex's cheek, brushing his tip against the wolf's lush beard.
"Mmmm, suck my alpha cock, tribe leader. It’s about time I put that pathetic maw of yours to use."
Alex sucked the hunter's cock, and immediately moaned out once he tasted the meat.
He didn't know cub killer cock tasted so delicious.
It's like it's thicker somehow, it's got more flavour and it won't ever stop being hard.
"I've found my path as a true man," the hunter chuckled, forcing Nate into his ass some more, the cub crying and sobbing.
Alex didn't care about his son anymore. He was too focused on sucking this delicious cock off.
His lips sucked the hunter's massive, 8-inch cock like a vaccum, so much so that the hunter's steel pose was broken loose, and he had to adjust his footing to properly choke the leader's son on his ass stink. Alex even went so far as to brush his beard against the tip every time he needed to inhale a gulp of air.
"I ain't fucking washed it in years, kid! That, and it's so hairy down there, isn't it?!"
The wolf laughed, mocking the boy's cries. 
"Ah, it's just the circle of life, isn't it Alex?" He looked down to the so-called "dominant alpha", his eyes half closed with pleasure as he deepthroated his thick knotted cock.
"Fuck, boy..." 
This was something that the hunter was truly blown away by. Alex worships cock, especially from a man who doesn't care about morals such as this wolf.
A thick trail of wolf spit was left on the hunter's engorged cock, Alex's maw feeling better than a cub's.
("It's that thick tongue... His technique... His... passion...")
A passion for servicing men above him.
Alex drew back from the cock to inhale what little oxygen was remaining in the air around them, what with it being replaced with cub killer musk.
His own worth also matters little, so that's why as soon as Alex took the deepest gulp of air he could manage, he stuffed his nose under the wolf's balls, joining his son in licking his ass crack.
"D-Daddy?!" Nate said, full of surprise.
Alex did not answer.
"Oh fuck, boys!" The wolf groaned as his cock shot a large bead of precum at the tree trunk. From a distance, it looked like a large helping of sap - but, nah, that's the amount of precum a wolf god can produce when he's at his best; his most aroused state.
The black wolf took one of the hunter's balls in his mouth, getting it moist with his spit. He then licked around the knot, forcefully yanking the hunter's loincloth apart, so that Alex could bury his nose in the alpha god's unravelled pube bush.
"Mhhhhh... FUCK." Alex groaned, slops of spit falling from his maw.
"Doesn't it feel good worshipping a real god, little wolf?" The hunter grinned.
"Kill him." Alex ordered, in a voice that sounded not like his own.
"I didn't need your permission." The wolf replied, relaxing his grip on Nate's struggling head.
Alex watched in horror as his son flew lifeless to the floor, his little body only creating a dent in the grass.
Alex tried to get up to save him, but the hunter pushed him down. Taking firm hold of the wolf's neck, to a point where he's nearly choking, he grinned as he masturbated over the handsome DILF's face.
"Say: 'I'm a good for nothing cocksucker'." He ordered.
"I'm a good for nothing cocksucker," Alex replied, his eyes just as lifeless as Nate's now that his son has been taken away from him.
"Oh yeah, m'bout to shoot..." The wolf groaned, his hand on his cock getting faster, the red rocket about to explode any moment now.
"Now say: 'I love cub killers'," The evil hunter commanded, his eyes filling with pure joy. 
"I LOVE CUB KILLERS!" Alex shouted, causing the murderer to explode all over his face. Thick ropes of spunk flew onto his cheek, beard, forehead and nearly into his eyes. 
"Fuck yes! I've always wanted to give you a facial, you handsome fucking daddy!"
The hunter knelt down to lick up all the spunk from Alex's panting face, and Alex stood up with him so the two could engage in a proper make-out session.
With their hard cocks jutting against each other, they called each other all sorts of perverted things as they continued throbbing and lusting for a cub around their cocks.
"I'm insatiable!!" Alex cried, howling in pride.
"Yes!" The hunter howled with him.
"You want it, you need it! Let's snuff one together!" 
"You want me to create a new son for you?" Alex said, the two wolves maws' soaked with each other's spit. They've never drooled this much before. 
"Fuck yes, please," the hunter growled out, before stuffing his nose into Alex's pits, inhaling the bitter scent of a man post-orgasm.