Post by Spirals on Feb 25, 2024 20:38:54 GMT -6
Álah’kū.
A tropical paradise hidden from the world in the middle of the Indian Ocean. Untouched by civilization and society, it's home to man and beast, both equally savage and living wild. Surviving by honing in on their primal instincts and keeping their senses sharp. However, there are some creatures that can dull these senses. Making any unsuspecting jungle man or jungle woman easy prey.
It was a normal day in the north eastern sector of the island. Monkey's scurried around, birds chirped from above, a few zebras gazelles were drinking from the crystal clear waters of a nearby lagoon. Ah yes, jungle life was as peaceful and serene as it could be. And someone was experiencing just that.
*STOMP* *CRUNCH* *BOOM*
"Whoops! Sorry little fella, didn't see ya there!" Came the deep-voiced chuckles of 53 year old jungle man Ugo.
Ugo was known throughout Álah’kū as a sort of grandpa figure. Mature in age and having once lived in the jungle during his youth, the older man cub was wise and experienced. Always willing to share a story from his past or teach a lesson to the children of the man-village. Seeing the whole jungle as his family, Ugo's kind and caring nature allowed him to be a mentor for most up and coming jungle boys and jungle girls. His laid back and jolly energy made him good company and easy to talk to as well. Ugo knew not to take life to seriously and that tossing a few jokes around never hurt nobody.
You could say the jungle man has retired his jungle days, now living full time in the village to take care of the children and help out with whatever tasks needed to be done. However, today was different.
The normal group of foragers who went into the jungle to collect fruits and nuts were stretched thin, after suffering a supply shortage thanks to a group of wild boars getting into their stash. A few more recruits were needed to make the weekly quota, and Ugo happily volunteered. The hunky silver fox was perfect for the job. He knew the jungle better than anyone and would be able to carry at least 5 baskets worth of berries to bring back to the man-village. This was because Ugo was absolutely massive.
Standing at 6'4, the jungle man easily towered over most of the children and women. But it wasn't just his height. For the man cub was as wide as he was tall. The jungle lifestyle gave Ugo rock hard muscles that bulged with any simple movement, Whether it was lifting lumber or breathing, the muscular man cub's whole body would flex. With arms and legs thicker than an elephant's trunk and a back wider than a rhino's, Ugo took up most every hut he walked into. However, since his retirement village living was a lot more sitting and eating fruit than swinging on vines and climbing trees. Ugo had now developed quite the dad bod.
A big belly protruded from his stomach that was perfectly round and somehow still housed a set of abs. A set of large, pillowy pecs rested on his tubby tummy which bounced with every step he took. His waist sagged slightly over the only piece of clothing Ugo wore: an olive green loincloth that wrapped between his legs like a langot to conceal his mighty manhood and firm buttocks.
The jungle man was also handsome! A strong chin, square jaw, and warm smile sat on top of his thick neck. Despite his age Ugo's face had minimal wrinkles that merely heightened his attractive, masculine appearance. Short, white hair sat on his head and lead to a busy beard and mustache combo, also white. Silver hair also dotted the tanned, sweaty skin of Ugo's thick chest, might arms, and strong legs.
After apologizing to a passing lemur for almost stomping on it with his large permanently bare feet, Ugo continued on, three empty woven baskets being held in his arms. The day had been amazing! Getting easily distracted by the beauty of the luscious island he called home, Ugo was reminded of the care-free and wild side of the jungle. It had been many moons (years) since the jungle hunk had left the village borders, and seeing the jungle for the first time really brought him back.
In fact Ugo didn't even realize the whole day had gone by until the orange sky began to turn a dark shade of blue! Soon the stars would be the only light source in the jungle.
"Huh, guess the day got away from me!" Ugo chuckled in his deep, booming voice.
"Looks like I'll have to continue my search for fruit tomorrow. Better find somewhere to spend the night. Just like old times" Ugo smiles, reminiscing about the past and the days when he was a young jungle boy.
But despite his age, Ugo was still as strong as a bull! The bearish beefcake quickly found a tree and began his descent, leaving his baskets to be picked up tomorrow.
"Oof...urgh...harder than I remember hehe" the jungle hunk grunted as he used his big hands and feet to climb higher and higher into the canopy.
Sighing with relief Ugo picked a nearby tree branch to spend the night. Huffing and puffing the massive man cub placed his loincloth clad rear end onto the rough bark covered branch, causing quite the ruckus! The tree groaned at this new weight placed onto it, the meaty lug shaking the leaves and causing a few mangoes to even fall down! But when all the jostling came to an end, it was just Ugo huffing and puffing. By now the stars were up and bed-time had come for Álah’kū's residents.
And boy was Ugo tired. The jungle man hadn't explored in a minute and he was beat! But before he let slumber overtake him, Ugo admired the surroundings. He hadn't been this high up in a tree in ages. Turning to his left side faced tree trunk, Ugo lifted his left leg, placing his meaty foot on the branch so his knee was closer to his chest. His right left and foot dangled and swayed in the wind. Ugo broke off a nearby stick and began to fiddle with it, the twig feeling to tiny and fragile in his large, rough, dirty jungle man hands. Ugo's big round toes wiggled in the night breeze as the jungle hunk enjoyed the sights of his home.
"Ahhh...home" Ugo sighed with joy.
But the bearded beefcake forgot one thing. It had been so long since his last jungle excursion, he forgot the number one rule. Always check your surroundings. The jungle man didn't survey the area or tree, and simply assumed he was alone in the treetops. A rookie mistake that he would have to pay the price for.
For this was not the case. And there was another jungle resident in the tree the man cub chose for the night.
A few branches up, a creature was curled up and ready for the day to end. But all that grunting and tree shaking had grabbed its attention. Slithering closer to the commotion, it took one look at the meaty and muscular hunk and knew exactly how it would be spending its evening.
And unfortunately for Ugo, he would not be getting any sleep at all.
(nagafan25)
A tropical paradise hidden from the world in the middle of the Indian Ocean. Untouched by civilization and society, it's home to man and beast, both equally savage and living wild. Surviving by honing in on their primal instincts and keeping their senses sharp. However, there are some creatures that can dull these senses. Making any unsuspecting jungle man or jungle woman easy prey.
It was a normal day in the north eastern sector of the island. Monkey's scurried around, birds chirped from above, a few zebras gazelles were drinking from the crystal clear waters of a nearby lagoon. Ah yes, jungle life was as peaceful and serene as it could be. And someone was experiencing just that.
*STOMP* *CRUNCH* *BOOM*
"Whoops! Sorry little fella, didn't see ya there!" Came the deep-voiced chuckles of 53 year old jungle man Ugo.
Ugo was known throughout Álah’kū as a sort of grandpa figure. Mature in age and having once lived in the jungle during his youth, the older man cub was wise and experienced. Always willing to share a story from his past or teach a lesson to the children of the man-village. Seeing the whole jungle as his family, Ugo's kind and caring nature allowed him to be a mentor for most up and coming jungle boys and jungle girls. His laid back and jolly energy made him good company and easy to talk to as well. Ugo knew not to take life to seriously and that tossing a few jokes around never hurt nobody.
You could say the jungle man has retired his jungle days, now living full time in the village to take care of the children and help out with whatever tasks needed to be done. However, today was different.
The normal group of foragers who went into the jungle to collect fruits and nuts were stretched thin, after suffering a supply shortage thanks to a group of wild boars getting into their stash. A few more recruits were needed to make the weekly quota, and Ugo happily volunteered. The hunky silver fox was perfect for the job. He knew the jungle better than anyone and would be able to carry at least 5 baskets worth of berries to bring back to the man-village. This was because Ugo was absolutely massive.
Standing at 6'4, the jungle man easily towered over most of the children and women. But it wasn't just his height. For the man cub was as wide as he was tall. The jungle lifestyle gave Ugo rock hard muscles that bulged with any simple movement, Whether it was lifting lumber or breathing, the muscular man cub's whole body would flex. With arms and legs thicker than an elephant's trunk and a back wider than a rhino's, Ugo took up most every hut he walked into. However, since his retirement village living was a lot more sitting and eating fruit than swinging on vines and climbing trees. Ugo had now developed quite the dad bod.
A big belly protruded from his stomach that was perfectly round and somehow still housed a set of abs. A set of large, pillowy pecs rested on his tubby tummy which bounced with every step he took. His waist sagged slightly over the only piece of clothing Ugo wore: an olive green loincloth that wrapped between his legs like a langot to conceal his mighty manhood and firm buttocks.
The jungle man was also handsome! A strong chin, square jaw, and warm smile sat on top of his thick neck. Despite his age Ugo's face had minimal wrinkles that merely heightened his attractive, masculine appearance. Short, white hair sat on his head and lead to a busy beard and mustache combo, also white. Silver hair also dotted the tanned, sweaty skin of Ugo's thick chest, might arms, and strong legs.
After apologizing to a passing lemur for almost stomping on it with his large permanently bare feet, Ugo continued on, three empty woven baskets being held in his arms. The day had been amazing! Getting easily distracted by the beauty of the luscious island he called home, Ugo was reminded of the care-free and wild side of the jungle. It had been many moons (years) since the jungle hunk had left the village borders, and seeing the jungle for the first time really brought him back.
In fact Ugo didn't even realize the whole day had gone by until the orange sky began to turn a dark shade of blue! Soon the stars would be the only light source in the jungle.
"Huh, guess the day got away from me!" Ugo chuckled in his deep, booming voice.
"Looks like I'll have to continue my search for fruit tomorrow. Better find somewhere to spend the night. Just like old times" Ugo smiles, reminiscing about the past and the days when he was a young jungle boy.
But despite his age, Ugo was still as strong as a bull! The bearish beefcake quickly found a tree and began his descent, leaving his baskets to be picked up tomorrow.
"Oof...urgh...harder than I remember hehe" the jungle hunk grunted as he used his big hands and feet to climb higher and higher into the canopy.
Sighing with relief Ugo picked a nearby tree branch to spend the night. Huffing and puffing the massive man cub placed his loincloth clad rear end onto the rough bark covered branch, causing quite the ruckus! The tree groaned at this new weight placed onto it, the meaty lug shaking the leaves and causing a few mangoes to even fall down! But when all the jostling came to an end, it was just Ugo huffing and puffing. By now the stars were up and bed-time had come for Álah’kū's residents.
And boy was Ugo tired. The jungle man hadn't explored in a minute and he was beat! But before he let slumber overtake him, Ugo admired the surroundings. He hadn't been this high up in a tree in ages. Turning to his left side faced tree trunk, Ugo lifted his left leg, placing his meaty foot on the branch so his knee was closer to his chest. His right left and foot dangled and swayed in the wind. Ugo broke off a nearby stick and began to fiddle with it, the twig feeling to tiny and fragile in his large, rough, dirty jungle man hands. Ugo's big round toes wiggled in the night breeze as the jungle hunk enjoyed the sights of his home.
"Ahhh...home" Ugo sighed with joy.
But the bearded beefcake forgot one thing. It had been so long since his last jungle excursion, he forgot the number one rule. Always check your surroundings. The jungle man didn't survey the area or tree, and simply assumed he was alone in the treetops. A rookie mistake that he would have to pay the price for.
For this was not the case. And there was another jungle resident in the tree the man cub chose for the night.
A few branches up, a creature was curled up and ready for the day to end. But all that grunting and tree shaking had grabbed its attention. Slithering closer to the commotion, it took one look at the meaty and muscular hunk and knew exactly how it would be spending its evening.
And unfortunately for Ugo, he would not be getting any sleep at all.
(nagafan25)