Feathered Love
This is my first story in awhile. I finally had some free time on my hands and am getting back to writing. This is actually a major revision of an old story I posted on Furry Pleasures(veteran furs should know what that is.) I felt like it needed to be completely redone. The theme is simply love.
Feathered Love
By: Drockan
Lyle quivered nervously, while he sat on the high rocky perch waiting for the love of his life. The sun still held the sky over the mountains. Today he would tell his love everything. The young male had been planning this evening for what seemed like an eternity. Every preparation had been meticulously cared for so they could finally be alone together, truly alone. Lyle then sighed and turned his back toward the fading sunset. Tonight he had to accept the consequences that came along with telling the truth. Tonight he would learn the fate of his gamble. Everything would be on the table, despite the risks. Telling his love the truth could bring a permanent stain of disgrace while he rotted away in jail.
Darius was everything to him. Each time they were together he fell more and more in love. The frustration from not being held in those arms had boiled over. The anxiety was becoming too much to handle. Lyle had been weak all his life. Tonight he would have to be strong. He must no longer be afraid of any punishment. This was something that could not be held back any longer. Lyle remembered the wonderful feeling that surged through him each instance their eyes met. "Ughhh, gotta focus," Lyle said to himself. The avian turned back toward the sky and watched for his friend.
The moment his eyes had been blessed by the visage of Darius was the very moment his love was born. Overtime that love grew from a kindling spark to a raging torrent of fire. Whenever his eyes trailed over that perfect physique, butterflies would dance in his stomach. Darius had become the sole object of all his fantasies, erotic or not. The young male took a deep breath and shut his eyes thinking of those very fantasies.
He imagined waking up next to Darius after a passionate night of mating. He would cook him breakfast and give him his morning bath. They would forage together each day. They would care for each other and live by one another's side. There would be no barriers between them. Not a secret would be kept. Their deepest fears and wildest desires would be shared freely and without hesitance. Before the night was done, Darius would carry him in his arms and take him to bed for his nightly breeding. Such were the often-repeated thoughts of Lyle.
He had been stirring all day over the delivery of his message. There was not a way that seemed right enough. After hours of tedious pondering, Lyle decided that the only way was to be straightforward and direct. A million thoughts and consequences raced through his head, most of them bad. Though he still held out the hope of being cradled in the wide, comforting arms of Darius. Then there was still the possibility he might snitch to the elders and have him punished for such blasphemous thoughts. The thought of betrayal was too much to bear.
That would be nothing in comparison to losing the most important thing in his life, their friendship. However, it was too late. The thoughts had gone too far. This was something he had to do. No longer could Lyle just be the friend of Darius, he needed to be his lover.
Lyle's eyes widened in excitement when he spotted his best friend flying toward the perch. The white feathers covering the head and neck of Darius glistened in the sunlight. The sun's rays brightened his golden wings, and the rest of his light brown plumage. The dazzling red feathers on his tail advertised his virility. Such dazzling beauty made Darius the object of nearly every female's desire and every male's envy.
The little avian felt those familiar emotions spread inside his head like a brushfire. Though he was happy to see Darius, he was still terrified to reveal the truth. His stomach churned again, as he gazed at the wonderful sight of the older male. There was no detail on the male's body that had not been perfectly designed. Lyle often thought of Darius looking like one of those fine marble effigies of the gods in the temple. His sculpture would certainly not be out of place in such a setting.
Darius was by far the biggest male in the village, and he was highly respected for his fighting and hunting ability among the tribe. Any athletic competition held in the village was usually for naught. Darius always ended up winning in the end. Because of his prowess, his attention was highly prized wherever he went. Whenever they were together in a crowd it was common for Lyle to feel like more of an accessory. That was quite all right with Lyle. He never liked being the center of attention.
The large male landed with a thud and waved to Lyle. He could not help but lightly chuckle. The little male still looked like the same nervous pile of fluff when they first met. A rare colored plumage adorned Lyle's feminine body. The exotic feathers sparkled with radiance in the soft light of the setting sun. Lyle's wings would probably still shine brightly in the dead of darkness. They were of a brilliant gold and deep purple hue. The soft down on his chest looked like a sky of puffy clouds. The feathers on his head, back, and tail were a dark shade of indigo. His coloring was extremely rare, but exquisite to behold. His body was another story.
Lyle possessed very little muscle, and had almost no body fat. That made his form one of the smallest Darius had ever seen. Lyle looked very fragile in a way. Though it never went beyond platonic thoughts, Darius believed Lyle was the cutest damn male he ever saw. He was surprised that Lyle had never been with a female. He always seemed to look nervous and agitated around them. Darius always found it amusing to playfully pick on the smaller male because of his demeanor.
Darius remembered the first moment they met, so many years ago. The morning air was clear and warm. He was kneeled in prayer in the temple. The birds did put on quite a show singing their little hearts out in the sunshine. Darius was still kneeling when he opened his eyes upward. The statue of Kered, God of love and fertility, directed his domineering gaze downward. This was the first time Darius had prayed at this statue, but an omen forced him to come. Kered appeared several times in his dreams.
Darius was getting tired of all the females in the village. He could not stomach the thought of being with any of them for a long period of time. He wanted more than just one night of fun. He longed to experience love. He wanted to find his mate. Kered had come to him in a dream the very night before. Darius asked him who his true love was. "By tomorrow night, your love will always be right beside you," was his reply.
Darius set out of the temple to find his promised love. With Kered's blessing, he was certain to find a true mate today. Instead he soon saw a group of three males getting the better of a much smaller male nearing the road. His good-hearted nature forced him to do something about it, and it wouldn't hurt his reputation either.
Help those in need, no matter if friend, foe, or stranger. That was one of the principles of the temple's teachings. Beside Darius always carried a secret grudge against bullies. His presence was enough to get their attention. Darius chuckled at their jealous looks. "Why don't you beat it?" one boldly asked.
"And which one of you is the it that you're referring to?" Darius said completely stone-faced. That was all it took. That was usually all it ever took. Few would dare challenge him in a fight. The group quickly turned tail and left with a few grumbling growls and curses. Though he wanted to dish out extra punishment, he needed to show the young male restraint. Lyle was shaking in fear by the end of the ordeal. He was scared Darius just came to take their place.
"Hey, are you alright?" Darius asked the shaken avian. Darius remembered well that Lyle was silent that entire morning. It took him a lot of coaxing to finally get him to speak. Since then he hasn't shut up, and never let him down either. Lyle never felt afraid when he was with him. Though he never found his mate, he found his best friend that day.
No matter how long the two stayed together they never tired of each other's company. Every fleeting moment the two shared their friendship grew. Lyle still was always a little anxious, though, he could tell Lyle seemed more nervous than usual. He was fidgeting quite openly. Maybe it was something with his family again? Could it be that he was in some kind of trouble? Darius walked up with a smile and gave the little male a big bear hug. Lyle squawked just like he always did in those oversized arms. He wanted to laugh but could only manage a whimper. His mind was too focused on what he had to do. "Hey buddy what's going on?" Darius asked.
"Uh, um, nothing," Lyle responded nervously, trying not to keep eye contact with Darius, thinking the other male would somehow discover his secret.
Darius gave him a wry look. He could tell Lyle was hiding something, "Hmm, ok Lyle. You know you can talk to me about anything right? See a female that caught your eye huh?" Darius prodded playfully. He knew how incredibly shy Lyle was around females.
"Nothing! No! I mean, uhhh... I'm sorry dinner must have took a lot out of me. I'm just a little flustered," Lyle said, his voice still quivering.
"I thought you loved to cook. You're usually happy to serve people those wonderful dishes of yours. Well anyway, I'm starving. Let's just eat ok. Maybe you'll feel better than. You do sound kinda of sick or something," Darius said.
"Well I do, I just... well it was really hard this time," Lyle nervously fumbled his words.
"You know sometimes you make no sense at all. I hope you know I can smell it from here and it does smell as wonderful as always," Darius said giving Lyle a pinch. Then he walked straight in the cave toward the source of the fine aroma.
Darius let his robe drift off his body leaving him in only a small loincloth. Lyle could not help stare at the nearly bare physique. The smaller male should have been use to it by now, but the disrobing drew out familiar urges within. Lyle quickly caught himself drooling, while thinking about running his fingers over each of the bulging muscles in the back and thighs of Darius. He could lose himself forever in those feathery mountains of flesh. Realizing he was staring, he quickly snapped out of it.
Lyle silently cursed Darius for being so comfortable with his body. He swore the avian would walk around in the nude if it were considered appropriate. Each time the two were alone together Lyle had to endure and suppress his lust. His eyes always drifted, and the pheromones of Darius forcefully overwhelmed his senses. The nights after were spent stroking his length to the fresh memories. He already felt his sheath stirring in response to the stimuli. "Got to concentrate," Lyle mumbled.
Slowly, the smaller male stumbled nervously forward into the dark den. He was still feeling extremely anxious. "Maybe Lyle is sick or something. I got to get him to tell me what's wrong," Darius thought.
The table was already stocked with delicious looking food. There was everything from seasoned meats to fresh garden vegetables prepared the way only a master chef would know how. There was far more than could be eaten too. Lyle really out did himself this time. Darius was at his seat long before his friend joined him.
"No wonder the elders always want you to cook at the temple. You really went all out tonight. I guess I would be worn out too if I cooked this much. Not that I've ever cooked anything in my life," Darius said. The larger male was already shoving food in his maw by the time Lyle sat down. He was eating like he had been starving for weeks. Of course he always ate like this when Lyle prepared his food. "Th... is...s ...gre... at," Darius mumbled with a mouthful.
Lyle gave a weak smile. Though he was hungry, he could not eat. The nerves had destroyed his appetite. His stomach felt like it was being twisted in knots. Instead he just watched his friend while picking tediously through his plate in front of him. He tried to calm down and hoped Darius would not notice. Could he really do this? He fought to summon up all his courage. The room seemed to spin around as he tried to keep together for what had to be done.
Darius was already well into a rant above today's events. "Oh man you missed it. Jarax and Peloi started a fight today in the market over Lady Anne. Well, actually to tell you the truth it was a pretty sorry fight. I should have jumped in and added some entertainment value. Lady Anne won't be seen with those two losers again, that's for sure. Oh... and did you hear? Heather and Jakana broke up... again. I don't know if they're already back together, but she was giving me a little flirty glance at the temple today. I must say it's tempting. This is like the longest I haven't mated since... I first mated. Say you ought to talk to her. Everyone knows Jakana is a jerk," Darius stopped when he noticed Lyle was not eating. "Hey are you sure you're all right? You haven't eaten anything," the older male asked.
"I'm fine. I guess I just need some fresh air," Lyle answered.
"Well let's go outside for a minute then. The sun is sure to be setting by now. I heard the sky was clear the last few nights. We should check out the stars later on when the sun sets," Darius suggested. Lyle hesitantly stood up and walked with Darius outside. Once there, the smaller male sat down and leaned against a rock.
Darius just thought his friend needed a little lightening up, "Is your cooking really that bad?" Lyle did not laugh at the light sarcasm. Darius could tell something was wrong then. "Hey come on, cheer up buddy. Are you sick Lyle? Your dad giving you problems again? You know he loves me. I can talk to him if you want? You remember how well it worked all those other times."
Lyle glanced up one last time in the clear sky. The sun was just going down over the mountains. The horizon was tinged a purplish-yellow hue. The light cascaded with the mountains. The dance of shadows it cast was brilliant. This was such a perfect sunset. Lyle then looked back down and held his queasy stomach. This was the time. He had to follow through, even if it felt like his whole body was sapped of all its strength. This was going to test his will more than anything had in his young life. Finally Lyle started to speak in a low, quivering voice, "No, it isn't that."
"Lyle how long have we been friends? You know you can tell me anything. What's bothering you?" Darius pestered and put a hand on Lyle's back.
"I'm really nervous. That's all," Lyle mumbled.
"Nervous about what?" he gently nudged his friend.
"Darius I have to tell you something," Lyle answered. He looked back down again to cover his face.
"Well go ahead, I'm right here," Darius encouraged.
"Listen, what I'm about to tell you is pretty shocking. All I ask is you listen to every word I have to say and don't interrupt me until I'm done," Lyle requested before looking back up at Darius.
"Yeah sure, just tell me. I'm your best friend man," he tried to comfort Lyle. There was a tone of seriousness to his voice, and he knew he should listen more attentively. The time for his usual playfulness was over.
Darius wondered what Lyle was about to tell him. He feared he might be sick or dying. He could not bear to face that reality. A million things crossed through his mind, not one even coming close to the truth about to be told. He still had to prepare to console Lyle the best way he could.
The young male recollected his nerves and finally stood up. A sudden, unexpected wave of courage washed over him. His mind cleared and thought of exactly what to say. The words came out flawlessly. Lyle never once looked away from the eyes of Darius. "Darius, I have to tell you something. This will be the hardest thing I've ever had to say. I thought of a million ways to try and explain. Really I guess I can only be straight with you. Darius... I love you. I've loved you ever since the day we met. I love you more than anything or anyone in this world. I don't, I mean I can't be your friend anymore. Darius...... I want to be your lover." His tone did not change throughout the entire confession. Tears streamed down his cheeks from the cathartic act.
There was an odd and lengthy silence between them. The moment seemed to last an eternity. Darius could not believe what just came from his friend's maw. The words were frightening and exhilarating at the same time. Did Lyle just ask him to be his lover? The concept never really dawned on Darius. Lyle was a special friend. Most of his fondest memories included Lyle. He was the only one who he could truly confide in. He told Lyle secrets he never dared share with anyone else, not even family. However, being his lover would mean something entirely different. He wanted to run, forget this ever happened, but looking at his poor friend crying made his mind swirl with mixed emotions.
Should he run and tell the clan? Should he stay and comfort Lyle? Should he do more than just comforting? He did not know. Lyle always had been very feminine for a male. In some strange way Darius kind of found him attractive, but making love to another male was strictly forbidden. Only few dare to challenge it in the past and they were harshly punished, some even put to death. Darius felt a peculiar feeling building within, and his mind centered on what he had to do.
Lyle started to speak again, but this time his head had lowered to the ground in shame. The long silence made him almost certain this would be the end, "I know you must hate me now. I just had to tell you. I couldn't take it anymore. If you want to tell the elders I'll understand. I'm sorry I did this to you. I...." Lyle was cut short when he felt a hand on his chin lifting his head. Darius looked back in Lyle's tear filled eyes, and he knew right away that he loved him just the same. A finger came up to wipe a tear away before the big male leaned in to kiss Lyle. Their beaks parted slightly. The tongue of Darius slid inside Lyle's maw, and the smaller male was more than happy to accept it. In that moment, Darius realized what Kered had meant. Lyle was his true love.
Lyle's doubt had transformed into a passionate fire. All the nerves and anxiety that built up all day had vanished. His dream was coming true. Darius had no idea what he had done, or was doing, but he just knew that this felt so right. Their tongues intertwined, as their bodies pressed roughly together. Lyle was swallowed up in the powerful arms of Darius. He returned the embrace, finally getting to intimately feel those muscles he had fantasized so much about. This was the most secure he had ever felt. Lyle never wanted to let go.
Expressing his love after holding it in so long was euphoric, and Lyle nearly went limp in the strong male's grasp. Darius moved his hand slowly down Lyle's back and reached his under his friend's feathery tail. He squeezed a cheek and Lyle chirped in response. His rear felt more tender than any female's he had the pleasure of fondling. At that very moment Darius had his first lustful thoughts of Lyle. His eyes closed and a picture of them mating formed in his mind. The massive, dripping head of his cock was deep inside the smaller avian. Darius knew what he needed. He needed to be inside Lyle. They stayed together for some time, just kissing and embracing tightly. Neither wanted the moment to end.
Still locked in their passionate kiss, Darius began to lie the smaller avian down. Fingers traced down Lyle's side. Their erections pressed hard against each other through their cloth coverings. Lyle already could feel how much he was outmatched. The cock of Darius must be twice the size of his. It made him want to give his body over right then. They continued to lie there just feeling and kissing each other. Both were lost in ecstasy. Lyle caught glances of the last rays of sunshine each time he looked up.
He broke their passionate kiss and whispered to Darius, "Darius I love you so much. I've always loved you, ever since that first moment you rescued me."
"Now I know why I always felt so comfortable with you Lyle. I love you too, but I guessed I just never realized what it was until now. You know I've always been attracted to your beauty, but I put those feelings away because you were a male," he replied.
Lyle started to cry, this time in joy. Slowly he started speaking again, "Awww, I knew you were special too. You know I could never put those feelings away. That kiss was the best of my life, but I wonder where we go from here?"
Darius licked up Lyle's neck before replying, "As it was mine. You know how gorgeous you look tonight? You're more beautiful than any female I've ever desired. Your flesh is so much softer, your smell so much sweeter, your taste so much more blissful. I want to hold you in my arms forever. Lyle... I want to be your lover too. I want to join with your body. Lyle... I want us to mate." Darius spoke with all the heart he could.
Lyle was already crying by the end. He was always ever emotional. They kissed again, this time with the passionate thoughts of the eventual lovemaking. Darius softly ground his overwhelming bulge between Lyle's legs. He was doing exactly what Lyle had always envisioned. He was pinning him to the ground with his superior strength, while lightly humping against his body.
Darius broke the kiss and licked the top of Lyle's head before asking, "Um, Lyle, I've never really thought about, ummm... us doing this. Where should I go next?"
Lyle licked back and gave him a wink before replying, "Well, I've been thinking about it a lot. You don't know how many times I've played with myself while thinking of all the things we could do together."
Darius chuckled, "I bet you have. So what's your fancy cutie."
Lyle pondered long and hard. He trembled, thinking of each lewd act. At the end, he knew there was only one thing he wanted. "I'm still a virgin Darius. I want you to take that from me. I want you...... to mount me. I want to feel your flesh inside me. Your... cock... put in my tail-hole and breed me like you would a female," Lyle could feel his length throbbing as he spoke. Exhilaration filled as he finally confessed all his desire. "I want you inside me. I've wanted it since I first laid eyes on you."
Darius shuddered at the thought. All of this seemed so strange to him. Lyle did not have what a female should so he was using his tail-hole as a replacement. Would it be the same as a female? Would he hurt the much smaller avian? "I'm pretty big Lyle. I don't want you to get hurt. Are you sure that's what you want?" he asked.
"Please, I don't want it. I need it. Mating with you is all I ever think of. Please, let me be your female for this night," he immediately shot back.
"Ok, I'll do it. I love you Lyle. I'm so happy to be with you," Darius said and hugged the avian tightly.
They both separated reluctantly to remove the rest of their clothing. Lyle shed his clothing first. This was quite a surprise considering how bashful the male was. Darius had to take a moment to stare over the gorgeous body of his friend. How could he have ever desired anyone else? The little male's cock was already fully erect and standing proudly between his legs. The cock was very petite. Though quite small, it fit Lyle's body perfectly and just made him more adorable. It was slim, short, and tapered off just at the head. Darius could tell Lyle was blushing slightly. The large male growled in lust.
Lyle was beautiful, pure and simple. The white streak of down across his chest ended at the top of his sheath, contrasting beautifully with his light pink cock emerging from it. His small sac and whole rear were the color of a bright blue sky. Lyle lied down on his back. The little male had never been so anxious, nervous, or happy in his entire life. There he was, completely vulnerable and exposed in front of the one person he trusted most.
Lyle propped his hips up and nervously spread his legs apart. His hands trailed across his tender rear. They gently parted his tail feathers to proudly display the pink speck between his boyish cheeks. Now Darius was openly drooling. Lyle's tail-hole was smooth and barely noticeable in the sea of blue plumage. How did Darius ever hope to fit his cock in there?
The sight was incredibly enticing. Seeing his friend go over these motions triggered the innate instincts of the large male. His hand fondled his heavy balls through the cloth covering them. Their entire contents had to be emptied tonight. There would be no other way. He noticed that Lyle was still very nervous. Darius had experience with females before, but he knew Lyle had none, much less being in the position of one.
Darius took off his clothing slowly and as he did, Lyle's beak and eyes went wide open. What filled his vision was a monstrosity. It was so ridiculous in size that Lyle thought he was hallucinating. He squinted several times to make sure.
What rested between the legs of Darius was the most amazing wonder of nature Lyle ever laid eyes on. There was the cock that had filled his fantasies for so very long, only much, much bigger, bigger than he ever imagined it to be. The enormous length bulged out of its sheath, which seemed way too small to house it. The skin of his sheath was stretched tautly around the girth of the titan it housed.
The bell-shaped head was smooth and thick. Lyle gulped at how big it might get. The rest was no less impressive. The entire shaft was completely covered in hardened blood vessels, giving it a ridged texture. The huge veins pulsed with blood coursing through them, making the majestic member seem to have a life of its own. They also gave the sanguine shaft shades of deeper red and blue. The ebony head dribbled a large drop of pre out of its gaping slit. The hole was easily bigger than Lyle's own tail-hole, and he could probably fit his finger in there. There was no telling how much cum could come from there.
The little male began having serious second thoughts. The cock of Darius was more than three or four times the size of his own. It was longer than his forearm and just as thick, if not slightly thicker than his fist. Never before had he accommodated anything close to that size. His fingers were nowhere near the size of that cock, not even three or four at a time. He cursed himself for not practicing more often than he did, and gave a silent prayer that everything would be all right.
"Oh my god, you're huge!" Lyle yelped. Darius could not help but blush a little. The females he had been with had the exact same reaction.
"Oh come on. I'm not that big," Darius said, feeling the object of envy.
"Are you kidding! It's like a third leg. I mean I've never seen anything quite like it," Lyle continued. He was clearly exasperated.
"What do you mean never seen anything quite like it? Have your eyes been straying in the bathhouses? Of course, it's kind of why I always bathe alone. Every other time I feel like everybody is staring at me, like I'm some kind of freak."
Lyle blushed heavily. "Um... yeah I have looked at a lot of other males, but I don't think I've ever seen anyone come anywhere close to you. I thought you might be big, but this is ridiculous," Lyle said. He was still in awe.
"Are you still sure you want to go through with this?" Darius questioned.
Lyle looked at that gargantuan piece of flesh, and then looked into the eyes of Darius. All his apprehension washed away in those eyes. He knew it would hurt, a lot, but he wanted it anyway. The other male's cock could have belonged to a god, and Lyle wanted that kind of perfection to be part of his body. "Please, just...... just take it easy ok," Lyle calmly replied.
"I promise. If it becomes too much for you just tell me. The last thing I want is for you to get hurt." Darius then carefully wrapped his hands around Lyle's scaled legs and began to splay them high in the air. His touch was gentle and reassuring.
The large male's powerful hips drew forward. The bell-shaped head of his cock pressed gently under Lyle's tail. The smaller male gasped at the feeling. A drop of pre gave him a cool sensation as it was smeared across his rear. Darius kept his cock there for awhile. He relaxed and smeared a few more gobs under Lyle's tail. He was also sizing the little male up. He already knew it would be a tremendously tight squeeze. If they were to successfully mate, Darius would need all the slickness he could get.
"Lyle... thank you for giving me your cherry. I promise to make it special. I want you to remember the moment my cock slips inside you for the rest of your life," Darius whispered.
"I promise I will, every time we make love," Lyle whimpered back. The first forward heave proved unsuccessful. A squawk from Lyle made the larger male stop pushing. At least for right now, his cock would not fit. They both started to entertain thoughts that it was simply too big. "Oh god, what if it is too big. I want to feel it so badly," Lyle whined anxiously.
"Relax, Lyle," Darius said in a calming voice. "Every cock was meant to be inside another, no matter how big or small, and mine will soon be inside you."
Lyle took a deep breath to relax. Darius got in a better position to gain leverage. He gave Lyle a slow kiss on the forehead and gripped his shoulders. Even with the increased effort he failed to get in. More whimpers made him pause. Lyle's virginity held. Darius was getting frustrated. He noticed that Lyle was getting frustrated too, as he wanted this the same.
"Shhh, relax" Darius whispered as their beaks met and kissed. In that kiss Darius pushed his hardest. Lyle spread his legs further and relaxed enough to where he could feel Darius start to break his barrier. His skin burned as it stretched and stretched, nearly tearing apart. His whole rear burned with pain. Lyle, though, knew he was so close now he would gladly endure any suffering to have that cock inside him. Finally the tight barrier gave way and the fleshy titan ruthlessly plowed into his body. Lyle was no longer a virgin.
Darius had pushed so hard that he could not stop until half of his gigantic cock was buried inside Lyle. The small male let out a blood-curdling scream that carried well into the forest. The moment was horrific and electrifying. Lyle never felt anything like it. The pain was so great that he nearly blacked out. His tail-hole clenched down instantly on the larger male's cock, and he could literally feel his organs being rearranged by the massive piece of flesh.
Darius was unrelenting. The only way to do this right was to let Lyle get use to his full size. The shaken male let out another few groans when he felt the rest of the shaft slide in. The cock of Darius easily conquered Lyle's body, bludgeoning through any resistance. Finally the feathered thighs of Darius pressed softly against his own. Every last inch of that monstrosity had been fully sheathed inside his warm confines. A dull stabbing pain came from far inside his gut. How could it possibly be that deep? How could anything possibly that deep?
"I know it must hurt. Just take deep breaths. It'll all get better soon. Lyle, you feel so unbelievably good inside. You're making me so happy right now. Thank you so much for this gift," Darius consoled him.
"You're the only one I'd give it to. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Just don't move for awhile, ok. I have to get use to it. It hurts a lot, but I can feel it getting better," Lyle groaned.
"You feel so tight Lyle... and so hot. Losing your virginity only happens once. You don't know how happy it makes me that you're sharing this moment with me. I'll be gentle... lover," Darius muttered. He was in awe of the feeling around his cock. Lyle was so tight he felt like his cock was being squeezed off, and the flesh felt like a furnace around his length. He was surprised he did not fill the little male right then and there.
"If it gets to be too much Lyle, just tell me and I'll stop ok," Darius whispered in Lyle's ear.
"I've never been happier in my life. I love you so much Darius. Whatever you do, don't stop. I don't care how much it hurts right now. I never want this feeling to end," Lyle groaned. Each word was strained from the shaft inside, pushing all the air out of him.
"I can stay like this forever too love, but eventually I want to put something very special inside you," Darius said with a lick up Lyle's neck. The smaller male knew exactly what he meant. Darius was wanted his seed deep inside him. He wanted his very essence to spread throughout the avian.
"Eventually I'll be wanting that too, and I don't think there's a better place for it," he said, returning the lick. "I still can't believe you got all the way in me. It hurts so much, but it's starting to feel weird now, really weird. I guess it's starting to kinda feel... good. Oh god, it's starting to feel really good now!" Lyle groaned.
Lyle felt something other than the dull stabbing pain in his gut. A faint sensation was growing around where his flesh incased the larger male's cock. It was almost like he was being tickled from the inside. During those few moments the pain dissipated slightly and the pleasure welled up in his body.
"Good, because as good as you feel right now, I want you to hold all my seed. I'm gonna start a little garden inside you," Darius said. He was still in awe of the velvety flesh squeezing his cock.
"I promise I'll give myself to you whenever you want Darius. It will be my duty as your mate. I've waited for this moment my whole life. This is all like a dream," Lyle moaned.
"Yeah better pinch you," Darius giggled before nipping Lyle's neck with his beak. The male screeched in response. "And as good as you look and feel, I'll be wanting you every waking moment." Darius began to lick Lyle's neck as he spoke some more, "Think about it though. We're two males, you and me, actually mating. We could be put to death. I never felt that way about anyone else Lyle, not even my family. I would die for you." When Darius finished speaking a few tears ran down his cheeks. This was the first time Darius could remember crying, or falling in love.
Lyle, however, had always been a big sap. Tears had steadily been flowing from his eyes since his confession. This only made him cry more. "Don't say that. I couldn't live without you. You've been so kind to me when no one else would. Not even my own parents showed me that kindness. I'll always love you Darius. Let's swear something right now. I promise to tell you all my secrets, my fears and desires. I promise you I will never keep anything from you. I give you my body and soul," Lyle said, while staring up into his lover's eyes.
That admission just make Darius cry even more. "I promise you I'll do the same. I shall share with you everything I've ever felt and will feel. I give you my heart as well Lyle. I not only feel joined to your body right now but your soul. Thank you for showing your true feelings."
"I want to thank you for accepting them," Lyle replied.
They stayed like that for a long while. The two just kissed and fondled each other. Darius did not thrust, but just ground his hips gently into Lyle's. The hurt that had shown on Lyle slowly transformed. His eyes were shut in ecstasy. His cheeks were reddened with pleasure. His tongue hung agape. Darius had never seen his friend this happy before. All of Lyle's usual nervousness and anxiety seemed to be gone.
They kissed again, Darius just slowly grinding his hips against Lyle's. The smaller male yipped and squeaked with the slow movement of the cock inside him. Darius's cock was so big he could feel each distinct vein. He was that tightly constricted around it. Lyle harshly ran his claws down the back of the male on top of him. His hips bucked upward to follow. Darius could tell Lyle was ready to go further. He was ready to be bred.
Slowly Darius started to pull back his hips. He looked down to watch Lyle's tail-hole bulge outward as his cock withdrew. The flesh was bright red around it. He finally stopped when just the head of his cock was inside. Then he slowly sheathed his entire cock once more. It seemed like Lyle's entire rear caved in around the length. The movement was ecstasy for Lyle. He could feel his guts collapsing loosely out of place, only to stretch forcibly open again.
The larger male started off only by pulling his cock a little ways out then thrust back in. Then he began to pull a little more out before then thrusting back into Lyle. He pulled an inch farther each time before thrusting back in. Gradually it gave Lyle a chance to get use to the movement.
It did more than that. The movement and rhythm were bliss for Lyle. The cock of Darius radiated warm ecstasy, along with the gobs of pre that dripped into him. Lyle could feel his climax growing, even though his cock remained untouched. In fact, his cock did not matter at all anymore. This was the only way he ever wanted to cum again, by giving Darius the same pleasure.
Darius finally pulled nearly all the way out and thrust strongly back in. His pace was slow, but his hips were steady. Darius knew that Lyle was going to cum soon. He was going to cum from just being fucked. Not even every female was like that. Darius looked down on Lyle's face. Those eyes told him everything. Such beauty and grace he had pursued his whole life, and they were right under his nose the whole time. Kered was right that day in the temple. Lyle was his true love.
The soft tickling within the smaller male had matured into searing pleasure. The ecstasy was so great it burned. Everything felt so good that it hurt. Lyle's squinted eyes welled up with tears. His body writhed on the ground in pleasure. His hanging tongue parted his beak and little moans and chirps came from his maw. Just a few more thrusts and the young male would soon be in heaven.
Darius could tell his mate was about to climax. He pulled his cock out nearly all the way and rammed it in with great force. Lyle's body slid a few inches forward from the impact. That was all it took to send the smaller male over the edge. Lyle blacked out when it hit him. The next thing he remembered was waking up in convulsions to the sound of his own gasping. He could not believe what he was feeling. He had lost control over his body. Each renewed thrust seemed to bring the apex of his pleasure back again, and Darius did not relent for even a second. In fact, he cadence quickened quite considerably.
Lyle could hardly breathe. The struggling avian was left with barely any air in his lungs. He managed to glance down and saw the majority of his chest covered in his own cum. Lyle never noticed when it had happened. His cock was still sputtering and dribbling, unrelenting from the constant orgasmic contractions.
In a moment of lust, Lyle reached with a hand and rubbed the cum in his plumage. Darius just stared on with amazement. Pleasure was controlling all of his lover's actions. The semen continued to be embedded deeper and deeper into the male's feathers, and his hands wandered back to his maw every once and awhile to clean the cum off. More and more the thrusts came, and more and more Lyle's cock spewed forth his seed. Finally Darius had to stop. It took all of his willpower to keep from cumming, especially as Lyle's tail-hole clenched tightly down. The larger male briefly stopped to cool off, only to discover his mate could still speak.
"Please, don't stop. Don't ever stop. Whatever you do Darius I don't want you to hold back anymore. I want all of you," Lyle groaned urgently. Darius nodded and began to thrust at a slow pace again. Lyle had finally come down from his first climax, though his cock was still rock hard. Amazingly, he could already feel another building. Lyle's body might never be sated at this rate. Darius hugged him tighter, feeling the cum blend in with his own feathers.
The instincts of Darius started to take over. Each thrust was nearly automatic in his body's innate desire to impregnate. Though no child could be sown, Lyle would be bred like a proper female this night. This was a mating unlike any he had experienced before. This was what mating should be. Two latent passions finally surfacing. Two very close friends pouring out their hearts for each other and becoming as close as they possibly could. They both fully understood and accepted what was happening. They both thought of no one better to share this moment with.
The strong arms of Darius wrapped tightly around Lyle making him squirm. He still could not believe it. Darius was actually inside him. The fleshly titan he had been gawking at before was deep inside his body and felt wonderful. Though he was sore and tender, he was enjoying the feeling immensely. All the times he had dreamt about this moment, finally it was coming true. He closed his eyes and submitted to the cock inside of him. Darius was all he wanted to feel.
Lyle was all Darius wanted to feel as well. He wanted to feel the warm, velvet caress of Lyle's guts. He to feel them squeeze and massage his cock. He wanted to feel how they sucked his cock back in each time he withdrew. It was something else knowing the power his cock held over another male. It was something he never experienced with a female. Knowing that another male could get more feeling from his cock than his own, aroused Darius more than anything else did. He groaned in disbelief. Something this tight and hot was too good to be true. To think that this was his mate.
Slowly with each thrust Lyle felt the world around him slipping away. The heavenly pleasure was just too great. The strain on his body from holding the mammoth cock of Darius was too much. Lyle's body centered on it. All of his movements and feelings came from the massive length. His insides pulsated around it, massaging and welcoming the intruder. It essentially became part of his body. They were one being, one whirlwind of ecstasy.
Lyle fluttered and squawked. A tremendous inferno raged throughout his body. He twitched and writhed under Darius. His insides clamped down harshly around the bigger male's cock, just as his own length pulsed out his seed. The sticky cum flooded and soaked into the plumage of both males. Lyle's insides tightened in rhythm around his mate's cock. A howling scream of pleasure came forth as he reached his second orgasm.
The little male was letting out noises he never thought he could make. The steady pounding from the fiery cock made this climax even greater than the first. Lyle again blacked out for a moment. The pleasure was that overwhelming. The little male felt like he came several times in succession. It was an unreal feeling. All the sequential climaxes came with the dull pain in his gut that was made each time the massive cock rammed all the way into him.
It was not long before all Lyle could feel was the cock of Darius. Rubbing and stroking places that only something its size could touch. Feeling full and stretched once was uncomfortable, now it felt incredible. Every little bit of his guts felt some part of it. Soon that was all he felt. He did not feel Darius licking his neck or occasionally kiss him. He did not feel Darius's hands holding onto his legs to keep them spread and up in the air. He didn't even feel his own hands rub across his chest spreading his cum over his body. He only felt the red monster plow through him. It effortlessly pushed aside whatever resistance it met.
The cock of Darius was a red-hot iron that scorched his belly and branded its property. It truly owned and controlled him. It was master of its domain, and its domain was Lyle's body. Each movement made Lyle moan or chirp. It made his hips push back on their own. It made him groan and whimper in pleasure. It made his tail-hole contract in rhythm with its movement. It controlled him. It was part of him. His body had become one with the monstrous cock and the person who it was attached to. His two climaxes so far seemed to go on forever and follow each in sequence. Only a few more thrusts brought his third out. Lyle could not believe it. He had trouble cumming this many times in a day, much less in a few hours. He felt his cock spasm, as it shot more of his semen between them.
Darius once again slowed down, but stopped when he heard Lyle speaking. "Darius... please. I need you... to fuck me. Stop holding back," Lyle weakly muttered. Darius could not believe what he heard. Lyle was weak and barely conscious, but yet he wanted more. It took him all his strength just to utter those words, and what did he say? He wanted more! The larger male had to oblige. There would be no more holding back. This had to be done as hard and fast as he could, and he would not cease until his seed rested deep inside Lyle. Still he had to remain careful. Just the power in his hips could break the smaller male in half.
Darius started by withdrawing everything but his thick head. He then slammed his length back in using all the power he had. The thrust nearly knocked Lyle out. The little male released an ear-ringing screech. He had absolutely no time to recover. Darius rapidly withdrew his cock again and wasted no time slamming it back home. His hips did not stop. Lyle should have been careful about what he wished for.
Loud spanking sounds were made from the thighs of Darius slapping into Lyle's. They were mixed with the moans, whimpers, and grunts coming from the two. Despite the intensity of the thrusting, Lyle still could feel another climax coming. Would his body ever be sated? Only females in heat could cum like this. How could he already be there again?
The little male desperately hungered for that pleasure. He wanted his climax, and something he felt made him want many more after that. The last thing he wanted was for this cock to be outside his body. His breath quickened, and his eyelids fluttered. His talons dug into the back of Darius. Never before had Lyle felt so much passion coursing through him. He lusted after pleasure now, his timid nature gone. He wanted to cum again. He wanted to climax again after that as well, and he wanted Darius to be the cause.
The larger male grunted and panted. This pace could only be kept up for so long, and soon his seed would be planted in his young lover. His hips flew at a frenzied pace. Gradually his tongue found its way around the smaller male's face and finally into his maw. The deep kiss made them shudder from the exchange of lust. Lyle nursed on his mate's tongue, drinking the drool that ran down from it.
Darius could feel the moment approaching. All his focus and energy went to his hips. He held nothing back. Every muscle in his body was flexed with huge veins running across them. Darius used every last bit of power in his body. All of it went to Lyle. His hips were a blur as they slammed into the smaller male.
Lyle was again having a hard time staying conscious. He never really knew how strong Darius was until now. There was no doubt he would have bruises later on. He felt so weak. All he could do way lay there and whimper. He did not even have enough strength to lift his arms. Everything, from the way his body shook from the powerful thrusting, to the gigantic monster swelling deep inside him, it was all too much.
Darius was unrelenting. Nothing could stop the male now, not even his own doings. His cock needed to complete its job. It needed to seed the young male. Darius could feel his sac starting to flex up. His climax was only moments away. Time seemed to stop the instant Darius reached his climax.
The pair became locked in that moment. A bright light shined above the head of Darius. It blinded him with its brilliance. He could feel everything, from the tickle of Lyle's down on his hands to the mind-numbing pleasure of the harsh contractions squeezing the cum from his cock. Darius glanced up at light. For a second, he could have sworn he saw the figure of Kered. There were legends of his appearance gracing only the most sacred couplings. It didn't seem real.
Before they knew it, the light was gone. Time flowed as normal, and the cock of Darius flowed deeply inside Lyle. His sac was tightly reared up against his body, as his cock swelled and released a torrent of cum inside Lyle. With one thick stream, after another, Darius continued to seed his mate. He was wondering if he had ever came this long, or hard, or nearly this much. It felt like he was pissing cum inside Lyle. No matter how much he had given, Darius just wanted to give more. His hips followed his instincts and never stopped moving.
Lyle could not believe it. The cum was ecstasy inside his body. It was a tickling fire that massaged every little nook and cranny in his guts. Once again Lyle felt his whole body contract in orgasmic pleasure. His own spurting cock was only an afterthought. Waves of pleasure washed through him each time his tail-hole contracted. This only fed Darius, and Darius, in turn, fed Lyle. There was no stopping their exchange of pleasure. Minutes passed and still they both remained in the throes of their climax.
Neither knew how long it lasted. They only remember both coming to in each other's arms and struggling desperately to catch their breath. Their tongues mingled outside their beaks. Lyle grabbed his belly and groaned. He could feel the cum shifting around. Darius gently nibbled on Lyle's neck. Though he had just pumped the little male full of his seed, his cock was still inexplicably rock hard. Every moment it rested inside its silky confines, made him just want more.
"That...... was...... incredible," Lyle moaned in awe. "I think I saw Kered."
Darius smiled in bliss, "Heh, yeah, so did I. We'll have to pray together soon. Lyle...... you're amazing. This is the best thing that's ever happened to me. I love you so much." Darius kissed him afterwards. Their tongues writhed around together, while Darius shifted his hips. They both groaned in pleasure from the movement of the cock. Their eyes met. They both knew what the other wanted.
"Darius...... do you?" Lyle was asking before he was cut off.
"Of course I do? I'll never stop wanting you," Darius gave his answer. He pulled his hips slightly back. Sticking strands of his cum leaked out beside his cock. He then slammed it back in, plugging Lyle. "You said you wanted all of me. So now you're going to get it," Darius giggled and emphasized with another thrust. Lyle held on tight. "Lyle, I want us to be mates, now and forever. I could never imagine being with anyone else," Darius said, staring into Lyle's eyes.
"I want nothing else," Lyle answered, along with a squeeze from his tail-hole. That made the larger male pick up his rhythm. He was much slower this time. His strength was only gradually coming back. Their beaks then met in a deep kiss. Darius slid his tongue down Lyle's throat making the little male squirm and gag.
The two would continue to make love long into the night. They would continue to share their passion for each other. They would continue to give each other heavenly pleasure. They would continue until their weary bodies could go on no longer, and pass out from exhaustion by the time morning came. Their love would never stop growing and would never wither. For they would continue to make love this passionately nearly every night for the rest of their lives, and most of all, continue to challenge those who would question their love.
The End