Hungry Holes in the Morning
A sequel to a story I may never have uploaded, but it stands well enough on its own. Mason has been relegated to a smaller, more eager body by a reality altering ring that his brother found. Yet, he's clueless as to why things feel weird. His brother distracts him from that with a few more alterations.
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Hungry Holes in the Morning For Sora By Draconicon
Mason shook his head as he bent forward to get the eggs out of the fridge. Something was off, but he couldn't quite tell what. The hippogriff had been feeling that for...for...
What had he been feeling?
He shrugged, shaking his head as he pulled the eggs free and walked back to the counter. It was probably nothing. In fact, he couldn't even remember what he'd been thinking about...which was weird, as he was usually pretty focused, but then again, it was probably nothing.
What was I...Yes, eggs.
Back to work. He started cracking the eggs into a bowl, humming to himself as he turned on the radio. It wasn't much, just a little background music, but it was still something to keep him from being bored as he worked. The hippogriff pulled on an apron, and once again felt that something was off. He was...was there...
No, no, there was nothing wrong. The worry was pushed out of his mind by some unseen force, and he went back to work, getting a pan heating up and putting some butter in it to melt down.
He was just about ready to start frying the eggs when he heard someone coming down the stairs. The hippogriff smiled, turning around to see his older brother walking through the doorframe...and paused.
He's so...big...and...naked...
There was something wrong about that - he remembered being able to look down at Henry before - but it lasted just as long as all the other weird things he thought he noticed. Mason smiled as his worries were pushed away, nodding at his brother.
"Hey, breakfast will be ready soon."
"Heh, looks like you got a nice pair of buns for me already."
"Buns?"
His confusion lasted as long as it took for his brother to grab him by the ass. The hippogriff's eyes went wide as he was suddenly aware of all the breezes and drafts he'd been feeling since he woke up, a reminder that he'd been naked all this time and hadn't even noticed it. He started to blush, then stopped.
Why would he, after all? He was always naked around his brother. Always naked around his big brother. It was good. It was right.
"I guess I do, but they're not for sale."
"Oh really? Come on, I bet they'd feel great."
"Feel -"
Another short shock that disappeared quickly as the gryphon started grinding his cock against the hippogriff's ass. His eyes went wide for a different reason, though, and he pushed his brother back.
"Hey, don't you go starting that!"
"Huh?"
"I said, don't you do that."
"But...How..."
Mason shook his head as his older brother looked down at some strange ring. The ring itself didn't matter; jewelry was pretty annoying to him anyway.
"I'm not a guy that likes dicks up his ass. I'm a top, remember?"
"Still?!"
"What do you mean, still?"
"Uh...good point. Let me, uh, think about that."
The older gryphon sat at the table, and Mason got back to cooking. For a moment, he considered that something had to be wrong here. He wouldn't normally be making breakfast for his older brother, or standing in front of him naked, right?
Yet, at the same time, he couldn't think of any reason why he wouldn't be. There wasn't anything wrong with it. He didn't feel like he was getting embarrassed from it, and the appreciative looks from his older brother were actually kinda nice.
Mason decided that, as long as Henry didn't try and grab at his ass again, he'd be good with this.
As he plated up some of the first helping of eggs and brought them over to the gryphon, however, he started to consider. What would a cock up his ass feel like?
Painful and stupid. I just fuck people, I don't...get fucked...
Yet, at the same time, the curiosity started to fill his mind. He'd seen a lot of porn on the matter, and he'd seen the bottoms in bed with him really love it. They obviously got off on a cock up their ass, if the volume of their orgasms was any sign of pleasure. He'd seen them scream their heads off more than once, begging for more, and even looking for something bigger at times.
So why was he -
He shook his head. This wasn't something to think about with his brother behind him, anyway. It was like trying to think of -
But why was it bad?
Because he's...
Mason thought he'd had a point, but it disappeared the longer he thought about it. It wasn't because Henry was his brother; after all, if that was a problem, he wouldn't be naked in front of the guy. So...
Maybe...
He felt his cock starting to rise up as he looked back at his brother again, seeing him rubbing that ring on his finger and muttering something. It was like he was saying something, and Mason swore he saw the words 'I wish' passing his brother's lips a few times. But why would he be -
A sudden, powerful feeling of emptiness hit him, and he almost leaned forward over the counter to try and steady himself. He was able to make it work by just grabbing the counter with one hand, but the feeling persisted. It even got worse the harder his cock got, and that was getting worse as long as Henry kept looking at him.
He blushed, trying to ignore it, but that feeling of emptiness, centered right in his ass, continued to grow. It had started out like he was just feeling clean, but it was getting worse and worse. In seconds, he was panting, his hole clenching and releasing in quick patterns, his tongue starting to hang out.
"What's the matter, Mason?"
"I...I don't know...just feel so..."
"Empty?"
"Yeah...yeah, empty."
"Heh, almost sounds like you have a hungry hole or something."
Hungry hole. God, but that sounded more accurate than he wanted to think about. His hole clenched hard, almost like it was waiting to be fed, and he found himself bending over the counter more and more, his tail-feathers flicking around.
He wasn't sure how long it took for his brother to get from the table to standing behind him, but Mason was sure that it was longer than the instant it felt like. He tried to pull himself up, but that cock was grinding against his ass so nicely, and the head kept bumping against his puckering hole in a way that made him mewl with need.
"Heh, something wrong?"
"I...It feels so..."
"You want it in you?"
"I've never..."
"What are ya talking about? You've had it in you a good dozen times in the last few weeks."
And suddenly, it was the truth. He 'remembered' feeling that cock in him, feeling it grinding on his prostate hard enough to make him cum all over the table, over himself, over the bed. He remembered his brother looming over him, throwing his legs back and pounding him right into the couch. He remembered Henry pushing him against the wall and fucking him like a slutty little hippogriff...
He remembered, and he didn't remember at the same time, and he groaned in confusion, his hole puckering in utter need.
"I can't...How..."
"Heh, you want it?"
"Gods, yes...."
"Then take it!"
And with that, he took a cock under his tail for both the first time and many times. The 'memories' suddenly became so much more real, so much more vivid with this experience to compare it to. The hippogriff leaned forward, his eyes rolling back in his head as the gryphon started pounding him from behind, a pair of clawed hands wrapping around him and holding him tight.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
"Yeah, take it, bro. Take it like you love it."
"Oh gods...it feels...so good..."
His ass burned from the penetration, but that horrible emptiness faded away every time that cock slammed in, filling him up and giving him what he needed. He rocked his hips back, bouncing his ass off of that dick, feeling it pumping inside of him and molding him.
In the back of his head, he swore he heard that phrase repeating again and again. 'I wish, I wish, I wish.' His brother saying it again and again, and each time he said it, Mason felt a little better about the cock in his ass, felt like he needed it that little bit more, that little bit longer.
In short order, the hippogriff was panting, his eyes rolling back and his tongue lolling out in a smile as he was fucked to orgasm, once, twice, three times before his ass was stuffed full of his brother's cum.
The eggs smoked in the pan, utterly forgotten in the moment.
The End