FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Commission written by: kaleemmcintyre

"I'll get that plumber!" An irate green tortoise shouted as flew away in his strange clow-esque contraption, his meaty orange fist shaking vehemently within the air as he wisps of smoke trailed from the tips of his nostrils as a large lump swelled full on top of his head.

Underneath a sunset sky, a blonde haired woman dressed most regally with a bright pink dress covering her trimmed frame walked through the tall green grass of an expansive field over to a large nose Italian dressed in blue coveralls, a red shirt, and large brown shoes. Smiling politely the woman bowed her head to the mustached man; her bright blue eyes sparkled like the shimmering stars coming out from the great sky above. Reaching up to tug his hat the Italian shifted the gaudy crimson head cover around, turning the lip so that it stood out in front of him almost picture perfectly before a bright blush covered his pale face.

"Thank you so much for rescuing me once again from Bowser's evil clutches, Mario." Princess Toadstool said softly, her voice almost a musical hum upon the wind.

Nodding to the much taller woman, the stout plumber watched as the royal maiden lifted herself back up, turned and then looked to the setting sun. Mario, in perfect timing, turned and then blinked just as a bright ray of sun shone directly within his eyes, offsetting his giant orbs turning them to a breathtaking cerulean hue. Together the two stood as a faint breeze tickled across the pair, fanning both their hair and clothes, silent as the world around them grew darker and darker and darker...

AND CUT!!!

Bells and whistles blew all around as numerous people seem to come out of the woodwork to begin ambling around the stage where Mario and Toadstool were standing. Making their way into separate directions the two main stars of the Mario franchise moved at almost breakneck speed to get to their dressing rooms.

"Great going, Peach!" The direction cheered, earning him a tired wave from the beach blonde haired woman. "You two, Mario!" the Italian barely turned his head as he threw up his customary wave as he darted his way through the crowd of stage personnel to get to his private room.

The array of voices that filtered throughout the grassy knoll was soon drowned out by Peach getting to her dressing trailer, the large mobile dressing room having been parked right near the only lake that was in the area. There was something to be said for having to do these on screen shoots as the 'princess' was able to get in a little time to herself while not needing to be filmed; take a moment to dip into a large pool and swim away the stress of her job was a hobby for which she could attest to being a guilty pleasure which she loved to indulge in. Turning the knob to her small private quarters and then pushing the door open Peach was met by the sight of someone larger, orange, and scaly looking back at her with dark ruby eyes.

"Bowser?" Peach took a step back as she looked at the large turtle holding an ice pack over and across the top of his head. "Why are you in my dressing room?" The pink dress wearing blonde asked as a shy smile crested across her lips.

"Cut the drama, we're off camera, Peach." The king of demons pulled himself back within the well-lit interior of the room, his heavy footsteps causing the entire trailer to shake visibly. "I need to talk to you about something."

The Princess of the Toadstools didn't bother to feel irritated that her 'captor' seemed to request her presence rather than demand it, as per the king of Koopas normal demeanor often time demanded. Of course, since the two of them were off the clock it was a lot easier to deal with the gargantuan turtle since she didn't have to pretend to be afraid of him. Not that she was anyway. Stepping into her private room Peace reached behind her to seal the trailer shut, carefully keeping an eye out for the paparazzi that loved to pop up at the most inopportune times whenever she and her coworkers were off duty. How the group of yuppies were able to get half of the more revealing shots of her was something that stilled baffled Peach to this day, but thankfully their presence was almost rendered moot this far out into the country, however it always paid to be careful. The last thing she needed was for another scandal to come out this year about her and Bowser, the one about her and the turtle being in a secret relationship with each other had nearly caused the entire 'Mario' studio to collapse in on itself and no one wanted to be out of work anytime soon.

"What's the matter, Bowser? Mario stepped on your head too hard again?" The blonde-haired woman teased as she walked across the plush carpeted, her gait swaying back and forth somewhat alluringly as Peach worked her dress off from around her slim form.

Bowser barely paid the younger human any attention as she revealed herself before him, her lush bosom bouncing against her chest as he low cut bra was deftly snapped apart by experienced fingers. When the satin gown ran down the blonde's frame the king of the Koopas could hardly stop himself from feel a slight rolling in the pit of his stomach, he really didn't think the other would get naked right in front of him, but then again Peach was something of an exhibitionist. Who would have thought that behind those gentle blue eyes was a wild girl who didn't mind getting saucy with anyone who crossed her path. Bowser chuckled, of course, that was why he had made her the godmother of his spawn; if anyone could keep his rowdy lot in line it would be the fair-skinned woman who could wield a cast iron frying pan like a baseball bat.

"Nah, I took some Ibuprofen before the shoot like Luigi advised so I'm good." Lowering the ice pack from atop his head Peach could see that the lump that had been forming was starting to shrink. That was somewhat comforting for her since Bowser was a bore to deal with whenever he had a headache from Mario jumping on top of him. She, along with several others, was greatly surprised by just how much punishment the turtle could take before he actually dropped. That was one of the reasons why he had been casted for the role of Koopa king, you needed to have a seriously thick skull for the kind of stunts which the feared 'demon king' of the franchise had to deal with. That he was chosen over the bull guy was a testament to Bowser's physical endurance; being tossed around onto one's back, stomped on, blasted with fire, dumped into lava, thrown off of towers, and all out punished by someone wearing magical gloves to dent hide which was not normally meant to be injured was something for which Bowser had made a name for himself in doing.

Not that his health insurance policy cared about this. Peach winced as she thought about the premiums the turtle's had to shell out every year, not to mention the time he spent in physical therapy after being wailed on day after day, month after month. Peach didn't bother to say anything about her inner thoughts, knowing well that they would only be interpreted the wrong way by Bowser, the other really hated to be seen as cumbersome or deadweight amongst the cast, easy enough to do since a lot of props needed to be refitted to carry the turtle's weight. Moving away from the other to go to her dressing closet, Peach kicked her dress up into the air, her long limber legs dexterously hauling up the somewhat weighty pink gown into her hands as she moved.

"Then what do you need? I don't think you came just to pay me a social call." Peach giggled, loving the way the older reptile groused out a few bitten off words under his breath at her.

"It's about Jr." That made Peach freeze solid.

"What's wrong with Jr?" Peace questioned, flipping her gaze over to the massive turtle sitting on the cushy sofa placed against the right wall of the trailer.

If there was one thing that was clear between the cast if nothing else it was that for Bowser his son, not to mention his adopted children, were the most important people on earth to the turtle. The fire-breathing reptile would do ANYTHING for them, including walking off mid shoot upon hearing about his blood son having been kidnapped by out of control fans. The media storm that had exploded from Bowser breaking the guys who had stolen his son away from his preschool, the little turtle having been none the wiser of what had happened seeing as he had been doused with chloroform to put him to sleep and then silently dragged off to an abandoned warehouse, had made headlines for several weeks. That the older turtle had sent the building the perpetrators were in on fire with his magma breath, a trait that was something of a biological trait which Bowser alone possessed, only made things much more complicated for everyone involved.

And thus where Peach had come in to save the day. Amazingly enough the blonde-haired woman had called in some favors with friends or friends and managed to get the older reptile acquitted of most of the damages that had been done to the men who had taken Bowser Jr. The older turtle still had to pay for some damages to the warehouse but Peach had reimbursed the other twice over by created trust funds for all of the Koopa kids, setting them up for later on in life for when they finally left their father's house to begin their own lives. It was from that day on, after the court fiasco and media splashing Bowser's face upon almost every tabloid, that the younger human had been asked to become the Koopa kid's godmother. Taken by surprise Peace hadn't know what to say, but after hearing little Jr. called her 'mama' the blonde-haired woman had surrendered to the inevitable. From that point on the others were made well aware of the young woman's place in their lives, she was able to handle everyone from Wendy to Roy with her both fiery temper and mean backhand, and not one of them every bothered to question what Peach commanded of them after trying her but one time. That Bowser agreed with most of the human's decisions on their up keeping made it quite clear that Peach was the matron of the Koopa household, even if she and Bowser were NOT an item. And probably never would be.

"You know he's getting to 'that' age, right?" Bowser asked, crossing his arms and throwing his head back, mindful of his long curved horns. Looking up and out of the window behind him, the red eyes of the large turtle watched the world outside with a sullen expression. That the day was turning to evening, the night sky dotted with brilliant stars was something the Koopa king barely paid any attention to.

"The age of getting out and finding a girlfriend, you mean?" Peach silently berated the overgrown reptile for making her heart skip a beat like that. She honestly had thought that something had happened to the other again; that boy seemed to have the worst of luck some days.

"More like boyfriend he doesn't want to tell me about." Bowser finished, consciously mindful that Peach was coming over to sit next to him. Moving his tail out of the way so as to give the other some room the larger turtle took a deep breath, allowing his thoughts to focus as he tried not to drift off to sleep.

"Well, that's not surprising, is it?" Peach slipped on the jeans and sweatshirt she had managed to grab from her closet, it was getting rather chilly these days and she felt it a lot more now as the cool wind ran across the windswept plains through the sparse trees surrounding the movie set. "What thirteen year old wants to come to his parents with his first crush?" Peach thought back to the time when she was a young girl first expressing her sexuality and the trauma she had had to face while bringing her boyfriend home to see her parents. That had been a real fun dinner, one she refused to forget.

"It's not surprising, but still..." Bowser didn't know what to say, his mind was filled with a lot of turmoil as his ruby eyes swam back and forth inside of his head looking at something and nothing at the same moment.

"You thought that he would come to you with this type of thing, especially considering that you..." Peach stilled her words as she watched something unsure filter through the horned turtle's conflicted visage. "You have told them that you are gay, haven't you?"

"Not...yet." Bowser sighed.

"Bowser!" Peach admonished.

"I know! I know! But I still haven't gotten around to telling Jr. about his mother yet." Peach gasped, not sure what to say to that. "How can I tell him that his mother is a random set of numbers from a nationwide clinic?!"

"You owe it to him, Bowser! He deserves to know at least that part of his family history." Peach was almost livid as this sudden news hit her ears.

"That's easy enough to say, but how can I face him with the knowledge that his mother, not only didn't want him, but didn't even leave any information I can use to try and track her down." The telephone call the older turtle had received during the night with the flustered woman on the end of the line trying desperately that his surrogate mother had abandoned the egg with his son within it had not been received well by the Koopa king. It was thank to the stars that Bowser had not managed to cause a wreck after he flew down to the hospital to retrieve his on from incubation. Ranting at the hospital staff, doctor, and facility manager had done little reveal any information about where the woman had been the surrogate had gone or why she had left. The only thing anyone could tell him was that after laying the egg she had just...left. No one even knew she was gone until a janitor had come around to find the incubation room left askew, the heat of the room seeping out to cover his fur with a unnatural heat.

To this day Bowser had kept the information of Jr.'s mother from both him and his other adopted children, there was no way he could live with himself if Jr. blamed him for the other's departure.

"Bowser," Peach began gently, knowing well that she, as someone who was not a mother, couldn't understand the older turtle's plight, but as a woman, she had motherly advice enough for him even still. "You have to tell him sometime sooner or later. About everything." Bowser tipped his head back down, turning his orange head to blink misty ruby eyes at the younger woman.

"I don't want him to hate me, Peach. I...I couldn't live with that." The reptile's tail beat against the floor, a small dent was left behind from the force of the impact. The trailer staff would fix it later after Peach had a word with them.

"He's not going to hate you. He'll probably be mad, but no more so that after you explained to him that I'm not his mother."

"You do remember he locked himself in his room for a week after that, right?" Bowser did not relish the thought of all but having to knock down his son's door to get him to eat after hearing that piece of information. The ten year old hadn't spoken to him for a month after that and Bowser recalled everyday as though it were a train wreck because of that.

"I do. And I also remember the wonderful birthday he threw me after finding out." Peach said with a smile.

"Heh, he made the cake himself and got all thirty something candles to spell 'mama'. That was a hoot to see!" Bowser laughed, a deep barrel of a laugh, which shook the fixtures within the mobile dressing room.

"And you remember what he did after that?"

"Yeah," Bowser said softly. "He sang for you calling you the best mother he ever had."

"And?" Peach pressed.

"He...he called me the best father ever." Bowser chuckled, tears of silver streaming down his face as his body visibly shook from remembrance.

"Right. So..."

"Alright. Alright. I'll tell him...about me being gay." Peach gave the other a cross look but the orange turtle shook his head, his red mane flying every which a way. "I'll tell him about his 'mother' after he reaches sixteen. That way he'll be man enough to decide what he should and shouldn't do with this information." Bowser said adamantly.

"Do you think he'll go and look for her?" Peach wasn't sure that Jr. would care that much given so much time that had passed.

"He may. I'm not sure, but at least I'll be able to look him into the eye man-to-man to explain the why I did what I did. If I were to talk to him now I'd feel too much like I was trying to explain things to a child still, and I know I'd falter on that." Bowser bowed his head to the inevitable on that one and Peach, seeing the big turtle's sufferance, chose not to pressure him anymore.

Instead, the smaller human reached her hand out to curl her fingers along the larger reptile's orange-clawed hand.

*******

A week later Bowser was sitting at home inside of his large Jacuzzi with his oldest son Roy, the both of them were talking over a beer, rambling on about this and that before the topic began to get a little more...heated.

"Of course I didn't mean to put him through a wall, but he was asking for it." Roy said just as he swung back the bottle of thick amber brew he was chugging down. Bowser growled, wisps of black smoke coming out from his nostrils before he shook his head.

"I don't really care what the reason behind you pummeling your brother was, but next time you do something like that I'm putting you through a wall, understand me?" Roy gulped but nodded, his pink head turning a dark shade of red as fear overcame the spiky shelled turtle. Nothing was said between the two for several minutes, the two reptiles choosing to let the whirling noise of the Jacuzzi overwhelm their senses as the heated water soothed the tension out of their yellow-scaled hides.

It had been a long day for both of the older Koopas, what with Bowser being told that the next Mario movie was on hold because of production issues with the main star, his lawyers, and the direction. The horned Koopa hadn't heard the full story, but from what he had gleaned from Peach, it seemed as though there was something going on between Mario, Luigi, and a new girl being casted for their next movie. Apparently, the new girl was supposed to be one of the brother's daughters, the industry was moving towards more family orientated film productions, a fact Bowser had more than one plan to take advantage of what with his kids still needing to get through high school/college and all. They could all do with a few extra royalties from the films, which were coming out, the older ones weren't selling as hotly anymore, but what could one expect seeing as they were about twelve years old. The king of the Koopas hoped that all of whatever was being decided would involve him sooner or later, but for now, he had to play a waiting game. This of course meant that he wasn't going to be working for a while and so it left him with a lot of time to think.

Well that and spend time with his children, all of whom were growing up much, much faster than the spiky turtle king was prepared for. Turning his ruby eyes over to look at the lounging form of his oldest son Bowser could say, if only to himself, that he hadn't done too bad a job in raising his kids. Instead of being the spoiled brats that they sometimes played on the big screen, most of them were very level headed and doing pretty good for themselves.Iggy and Lemmy, his two biggest troublemakers, were currently attending culinary school, the boys having found a flare for making dishes that were used to feed the cast in between shoots. Having the two show up was something the director both hated and loved since the boys usually had the bill being paid off by the studio. Larry had just graduated with his degree in business management, Bowser forgot if he had a BA or MA, and now had his sights set on building himself a resort just outside of the town where the Koopa king resided. Larry had promised to give all of his relatives permanent rooms once the building for the resort had been finalized and put into the making but Bowser had his doubts since he knew how much his son loved money.

Ludwig was taking courses to be a robot technician, the somewhat nerdy Koopa kid had always loved tinkering and now wanted to put his knowledge to the test 'revolutionizing the world' as he had put it. Bowser still prayed the other wouldn't get in over his head and end up building something that would get him in trouble, what with the national defense bureau cracking down and monitoring all forms of artificial intelligence. Wendy had her sights set on becoming a model, not something Bowser approved of, but then again what father wanted hundreds or men ogling over their little girl? However there was little he could do to stop the other from attending beauty school, what with Wendy paying for it out of her own pocket, she currently had a job as a waitress in a little restaurant that the cast often went to on alternating Thursdays.

Bowser's other three kids, Bowser Jr., Morton, and Roy, were currently residing with their father, the others had moved out some time ago, either to live on campus or to apartment housing. At current this made Bowser feel a little bit anxious since the nest was now much more empty than it had been, however, with Roy and the others by his side the older turtle didn't feel as abandoned as he sometimes did when he was alone with a bottle of scotch. Of course, it helped that he had other forms of entertainment to keep his mind distracted of the fact that he was going to probably be alone in the next three of your four years after Jr. went off to take on the world.

"I'm getting out now." Bowser said from his side of the tub, Roy nodded, his shade covered eyes closed as he continued to soak. The water tumbled off of the older Koopa's large frame, the steamy drops of liquid made a white haze dance up from the turtle's crotch just as he reached for his towel, didn't go unnoticed by Roy. The younger Koopa tried not to ogle his father's tight rear end, Bowser having taken off his shell in order to allow his massive orange frame time to relax completely, but it was a hard thing to do as he felt his crotch begin to grow stiff, his sheathless cock rising up from its place in between his muscular thighs.

"Right." Roy mumbled, a hand reached down underneath the water to begin palming at his groin.

Bowser barely paid the moaned response any attention, his thoughts focusing more on the fact that he was currently feeling like crap. Thinking about being alone always did that to him and so the red headed turtle decide to go and drown out the mounting sorrow in his heart with one of his more favorite pastimes. Rubbing his towel across his backside Bowser strode out of the bathing room, his larger than average home revealing him to a long hallway filled with numerous doors. Moving down the hall the massive turtle made his way towards the third door onto the right. Grabbing the door handle and turning the knob the king of Koopas pushed the wood barrier open and then made his way inside of the darkened area, which was his entertainment room. Flipping on a light switch the horned turtle hissed from the bright light shining into his eyes. Blinking the whiteness away, Bowser moved over to the plush looking couch, grabbing the remote to the sixty-two inch plasma television, which was mounted onto the wall in front of him, the massive turtle flopped down and then clicked a claw onto the power button. In a brilliant array of light, the room was surrounded by prismatic light and ear deafening sound of a sports game currently being played.

'Roy must have left this on,' Bowser thought with a gripe. His oldest did love the excitement that came from the sights of men crushing their bodies into each other over and over while attempting to score a goal, or point, or whatever it was that moved one team towards a win. It was at times like this as his red eyes looked over the sights of various anthromorphs running down a brightly illuminated field, numerous jersey clad forms chasing after one lone chameleon who happened to be running as though the hounds of hell were after him, his brightly lit tail shining light a beacon as the flame at the end of it waved desperately behind its owner, Bowser wondered if Roy was gay the same as himself. The pink-headed turtle had never shown much interest in anyone while he was in either middle school or high school, being the oldest Bowser had long since been waiting to know what kind of sexuality he would have to deal with from his son. Oddly enough he had been hoping that the other would be straight so it wouldn't make him have to awkwardly explain what to look for in a boyfriend, his own father had not been thrilled to hear about his sexual interest and the beatings he had received had made the older turtle almost petulant as his movie character was portrayed as during his youth.

Shaking his head Bowser groaned at how pathetic he currently was worrying over the sexuality of one of his children. 'Do I really have no life?' He grunted, sliding down against the back of his sofa as though trying to slip away from existence, before flipping the TV to another channel. The daily news then began to watch the overgrown turtle.

Twenty minutes later Bowser was almost certain that the world was filled with fools. Flipping the channel again, the news feed no longer as interesting as it had been two minutes ago, the king of Koopas searched for something else to watch. Fifteen minutes later Bowser was ready to throw the remote head first into the viewing screen. There was literally NOTHING worth watching on the two hundred and seventy-eight channels for which the movie star was playing paying. 'Maybe I should go for a run?' Turning his head to look out the only window within the room the orange turtle noted that the sun had long since set and the stars were about to come out from behind the clouds which were filling the sky. 'Maybe not,' Bowser thought, huffing a sigh before looking down at his crotch. Turning his head and looking at his half-open doorway Bowser turned to look back at the TV and then back to the door. 'Yeah, should probably...'

Hopping up from his place on the couch Bowser went to peep out into the hallway, his curiosity over where Jr. and Morton was momentarily calmed in favor of staring directly into the face of his oldest. Both Bowser and Roy blinked at each other, the two turtles momentarily stunned as they looked over one another before, "Roy," Bowser said somewhat confusedly. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here, dad. Remember?" The smart aleck remark a dark frown appear onto the older Koopa's face. Roy seemed to reveal in the thrill on angering his father because he finished with, "I pay you rent."

"Alright, smartass. Why are you in my face?" The horned turtle growled, his long tail slapping at the carpetless floor underneath his feet.

"I wanted to watch something after my soak." Turning his head downwards, Bowser noted that his son was both naked as a jaybird and staring up at him on two fronts.

"You mind putting that under a towel before you step in here," The king of the Koopas intoned, his voice like his pulse seemed to be jumping all over the place as he looked at his oldest son with a touch of lust flickering through his ruby colored eyes.

Roy grumbled but did as he was told, Bowser made no beef about the under the breath comments the pink headed turtle was making in favor of watching the other's taut rump bounce up and down as he made his way back to the bathing room. By the time, Roy returned to the entertainment room the purple-shelled turtle found his father staring dully at the TV. "What are you watching?" Roy asked as he walked over to the sofa, dropping himself onto it after taking off his shell and placing it down by his side.

"Nothing. Literally." Bowser groused as his claws flipped through the channels once more, hoping against hope that something would captivate him more than the sight of his naked son. "Why did you take your shell off?"

"Remember, the rules about shells on the furniture?" Roy reminded his sire over the house rules which had been instilled in him and his siblings since hatching.

"Oh..." Bowser replied.

"You mind if I find us something to watch?" Roy asked even as he reached over to take the remote control from Bowser's hand.

"Go right ahead." The Koopa king rolled his eyes as he curled his arms over the front of his chest, grunting in some annoyance.

"Alright!" A quick press of several buttons later Roy managed to find the channel he wanted, a blue screen flickered across the viewing screen, a prompt for a password showing itself before the two turtles.

"What are you...?" Bowser questioned as he watched his son enter in his code for the parental lock he had instilled. A moment later, the two Koopas were treated to the sight of several Yoshi walking around together.

It was a beautiful night on what could only be Yoshi's island. Soft winds blew across the jade grass while a brilliant full moon shown above highlighting the various dinosaurs, which were walking around without a stitch of clothing on. Turning his head to look outside Bowser was made very aware that the moon was not full, the nail shaped of the glowing orb outside winking back at him. Obviously, this was an old feed from some unknown time ago but the king of the Koopas was unsure as to exactly when that could be. Maybe the middle of last summer, it seemed as though it had to have been a hot night out as the multicolored Yoshi ambling around were sweating slightly. The oldest Koopa wasn't sure what was going on as he watched a familiar green dinosaur invite several of his friends to follow him through a well-illuminated path to what appeared to be a secret spring area. Considering what kind of channel Roy had tuned into it should have been...oh. Bowser's eyes widened considerably as he watched the various dinosaur, all of whom were male by the various bits and pieces, which were dangling down in between their thighs, growing harder as they began to move around to nuzzle one another with obvious passionate excitement.

"Roy...why is this on?" Bowser asked, his heartbeat growing more and more frantic inside of his barrel chest as he noted the Yoshi beginning to position themselves around the small spring, several of them taking obviously submissive positions as they looked back behind themselves lustfully.

"Huh, oh, uh, I just wanted to get a chance to get off is all." The pink-headed turtle already had a hand wrapped down around his full eight-inch cock, the girty member was obviously more than two inches in width something for which Bowser took special note of.

"Really? I couldn't tell." Bowser growled, the shifting of his legs was a clear sign that he was feeling more than a little pent up because of his son's obvious taunt.

"So why'd you ask?" A hand reached back to smack the younger Koopa onto the back of the head. Roy stopped rubbing himself in favor of reaching up to rub the back of his head.

"What your mouth."

"Sorry dad."

The sounds of the Yoshi on the TV ran over the room, the multicolored dinosaur rumbled and moaned as they began to mount and be mounted by each other, the person holding the camera recording them must have been shuffling around in their own pants because the scene suddenly shifted downwards to reveal a pair of naked, blue-clawed feet. The cameraman soon readjusted himself, or his camera rather, because a second or two later the scene returned to filming the numerous Yoshi all mating with one another. The familiar looking green Yoshi was currently on the bottom of a bright blue dino, the dominant male busily bucked himself back and forth inside of the other's obviously tight tailhole. The warbling groans coming from the others surrounding the green Yoshi had both Bowser and Roy murmuring softly, breaths growing more and more shallow as their tails whacked against the floor anxiously.

"R-Roy...are you...?" Bowser tried to ask as he tore his eyes away from the screen to gaze over at his son. Before he could let his brain contemplate over the ramifications of the answer to that question the king of Koopas found himself staring down at the beefy form of his oldest hatchling spread his legs, his mushroom shaped cock growing firm against the other's sturdy abdomen, a trail of pre-cum leaking from Roy's urethra.

"Yeah." Roy chuckled, his fingertips playing over the head of his wide shaft making a sharp hiss seep out from in between his lips. Turning to look at his sire, the pink headed Koopa asked, "You?"

Instead of answering Bowser reached out to take Roy by the shoulder. Not sure what was going on, Roy moved his hand away from his cock, his form tensing in preparation for the worst. What he got was not what not something he was expecting as his father, his stud bull of a father, brought their lips together. The feeling of the older turtle's tongue intertwining with his own made Roy's heart skip a beat, the other's long tail began to applaud the floor as his erection was pressed tightly up against his chest. That Bowser's own cock, which was still contained underneath the cloth of the slightly damp towel, began to push upwards against the front of his son's chest was not missed by either Koopa. Roy seemed to be very interested in this fact because his long tail reached up around his side to tug down the limp cotton material. Bowser shuddered as he felt the cool air suddenly brush across his moistened lower end.

Breaking the sloppy kiss he was sharing with his son, the Koopa king whispered, "Roy, you..." Bowser tried to say but was overtaken by deep lust as his oldest reached down to begin rubbing both of their shafts together inside of his scaly palm. Grunting, Bowser began to thrust his hips forward, rutting against the younger turtle's chest and stomach, his own ten-inch cock demanding much satisfaction after being left alone for so long, his last relationship having been almost half a year ago.

"Dad..." Roy didn't know what to think or say as he watched his powerful sire's body shift and flex above him, the older Koopa looked like the epitome of sexual bliss as he clenched his eyes tightly, his nostrils flaring wide as his monstrous hips rolled back and forth as though they were trying to grind Roy into the couch. Seeing that the other was in no mood to continue their previous conversation Roy simply let himself lean back onto the sofa, his legs reaching around to coil the older Koopa against his more youthful body.

The two spent an unknown amount of time together thrusting and pumping against each other as the Yoshi on the television continued to moan and hump into one another, their sexual frenzy began to grow to its peak as the slapping echoes of hips firing into each other grew more and more heated. The wet sounds of cocks slipping in and out of tight orifices was muted only by the warbling yelps of the multicolored dinos calling up to the sky, their twitching bodies and wriggling tails signaling to all that it wouldn't be long before the scene became a lot stickier than it already was. Whoever was holding the camera seemed not to be able to stand the sight, the shaking of the screen seeming to grow more and more pronounced until finally the camera's holder moved around the group. Sitting the camera down onto something both flat and sturdy the holder of the filming device made their way out from where they had been hiding to wade their way over to the rest of the Yoshi. Had Bowser and Roy been paying any attention they would have been quite intrigued to note that a blue Yoshi wearing a spiked collar and pair of black shades found his way into the fray of writhing bodies. The newcomer wasted no time in introducing himself to the pack of multicolored dinos as he simply moved up and behind one of the jack hammering bodies, grabbed a snaking tail with a hand, lifted the muscular appendage up, and then introduced his well leaking cock into a tight rosebud.

The Yoshi who was speared onto the end of the other's very long dick let out a pretty yelp, bucking hard into the green form below him, but did nothing more as he instead drove his hips even harder into the body at his feet.

All of this went completely unnoticed by father and son as the two musclebound turtles were instead licking and kissing one another, their wide nostrils drinking in the heavy odor, which wafted off from their sweat soaked flesh. Had the two Koopas been able to focus on anything other than themselves they would have noticed how their intoxicating mixture of musk and sweat began to trail out of the room through the slightly opened door of the entertainment lounge catching the attention of another Koopa within the house. However, neither Roy nor Bowser carried about this, not even when a head popped in to look at them, the ignored Koopa's jaw dropping for a moment at what he saw before casually pulling out to go about their business. Bowser didn't know what to think or feel as his balls began to grow heavier against the cleft of his taint, his seed thickening inside of his twin orbs even as they pulled up tight in between his legs. Roy's own hard shaft and nuts were equally full and weighty as they hung like fruit down the sides of his own bright yellow legs.

"Dad, I..." Roy grumbled a moan as the pre-cum, which was flowing outwards, from both of his and his father's mushroomed headed cocks now made his hand strokes flow much more furiously up and down the length of both of their shafts.

"Come on, Roy. Do it!" Bowser commanded, his rump was all but wagging into the air like a dogs as his tail clenched around his son's own spiky appendage. The feelings, which were overcoming him, made it so that the Koopa king's mind was growing hazy with desire, the raw need to shoot his load over the front of the younger turtle's chest and belly all but drowning out the rationalization that he was actually having sex with his hatchling. Roy didn't seem to care about any other this as he leaned up to take his dad's lips into his own once again, the flavor of the older Koopa's tongue against his own so delicious that the pink headed turtle felt that he would fly off to the moon from just the taste alone. Roy didn't bother to think over how his tight tailhole was clenching against the cushions of the couch beneath his, his body subconsciously wanting his father's cock to embed itself within him, breeding him hard as he had the day in which he had helped to make the younger Koopa.

What he would give to have his dad seeding him, filling up his yellow pucker until cum drooled out and down around the imposing shaft, which pulsed like a hot coal in between his hand. Squeezing the thick meat just a little harder, Roy began to make plans to have the other turtle pounding away at him sooner rather than later. Bowser, for all his intelligence, had no idea any of this was going on inside of his oldest son's head, too wrapped up as he was with his impending orgasm the Koopa king knew nothing other than the fact that he wanted more of the sensations that were overtaking him. More of Roy's sweet yet spicy taste. More of the feeling of his balls trying to tug themselves up and into his body as they prepared to spill their load. More of the hot musk filling his nose with the fragrant smell of a young Koopa before his prime rolling himself up against him in erotic abandonment. A guttural roar shook the house as both Bowser and Roy came at the same time, white, hot jets of Koopa painted both turtle's torsos as father and son bucked, shivered, groaned, howled, and came against each other for untold minutes on end.

On screen, the Yoshi began to cry out in their own native tongue as they too came in fiery explosions both into and onto each other. The shaking shuddering mass of dino flesh looked almost like a struggling rainbow as the group let themselves go to the most base of instincts that ruled their somewhat simplistic minds. Bowser and Roy would have called the moment beautiful had they had not been leaning down to swap spit with each other once again, their heaving and panting breaths drowning out the lusty calls of the playful dinos as they sang to the moon up above.

The two Koopas collapsed together almost ten minutes later, the both of them were so exhausted that they didn't care that the Yoshi on the screen began to pull away from each other only to begin nuzzling and stroking each other in a very intimate way once again. Reaching out with his tail to flick the power button on the remote, Roy silenced the groaning croons of the dino beasts as all that he wanted to hear right then and there was the sounds of his dad's shallow breaths as the king of Koopas began to fall asleep on top of him.

A knock at the front door found Bowser getting up from his place at the kitchen table, Roy poking his head up from the laptop he was steadily focusing on to watch his gargantuan sized father lumber through the hallway. Upon getting to the door, the king of Koopas turned and then pulled back the handle only to see a blazing blue Yoshi holding a satchel over his shoulder wearing jet-black sunglasses and a red spiked collar on. The two reptiles looked to each other for several moments, Bowser sizing up the much smaller anthropomorphic dinosaur while the blue Yoshi did the same. A tangible hush filled the space between them before the horned turtle opened his orange muzzle to speak, "You're Boshi, I presume." The blue dino's long tail lashed back behind himself, his throat trembling somewhat nervously as he looked up at the towering figure who looked as though he might be able to crush his skull with one meaty hand.

Playing it cool, however, Boshi replied with, "Who else would I be?" The smart alec comment made a wry smirk cross onto the larger turtle's face. "You did send me that e-mail wanting me to make an appearance, right?" The tough acting Yoshi continued before Bowser could even open his mouth to respond. "So here I am."

"Heh, I see." The Koopa king stepped to the side, his large frame still dominating most of the open doorway as he waved the blue dino inside. "Well come right on in. I have much I want to talk to you about."

"Thanks, pops." Boshi replied as he waddled his way into the posh looking home owned by the larger male. Taking a gander around the blue Yoshi found himself giving a low whistled as he let his unseen eyes settle onto the expensive furnishings for which the Koopa king owned, if he wasn't working as a photographer as he was now Boshi knew that he most definitely would have made some of these pricey decorations his own. However, the terms of his parole stated that if he did such a thing then back to the slammer he went, and since Boshi had no intention of playing hide-the-salami with that eye patch wearing wolf pirate the blue Yoshi kept his kleptomania under control. Instead, he turned back to look at the horned turtle, cocking his head in some confusion as to why the other was giving him a weird look. "So, what did you want, Lord Bowser?" The Koopa king's name was sang with such irritating note that Bowser didn't stop the puff of flame spewing out of his nose from blowing over the other.

"Watch your tone, runt." Boshi simply lifted an eye ridge at the other, clearly unimpressed. A thump of Bowser's tail against the floor made the blue Yoshi take a step back. "That's better. Now then, I want to talk business with you."

"How about lunch, first. I'm hungry." Boshi turned his head into the direction of the kitchen, his blunted nose twitched slightly as he caught the smell of homemade pancakes wafting through the house.

Bowser grumbled but waved his hand towards the eating area, Boshi was already in motion before the other could say get a word out. Finding Roy in the kitchen the blue Yoshi gave the other shade-wearing male a slight wave, the pink headed Koopa nodding before turning his attention back to the laptop screen. Waddling his way over to a nearby chair Boshi didn't wait before he sat down, grabbed an empty plate at the table, and then went for the small stack of pancakes sitting idly in the center of the table. Had he not been thinking about his stomach Boshi might have wondered why it seemed as though there was an extra plate at the table considering it was only Roy and Bowser, who stepped his way back into the kitchen to watch his 'guest' devouring his food, dribbles of honey slipping down from the other's muzzle.

"Nice to see that you've made yourself at home." Bowser chuckled darkly as he pulled himself back into his seat, the large turtle's massive frame causing the reinforced wood to squeak loudly.

Swallowing heavily Boshi nodded, his long serpentine tail snaking out of his muzzle to lick over the side of his lips. "Of course, after all, you did call me away from a shoot I was on to come all the way out here. Why shouldn't I make myself comfortable?" The smug tone made Bowser's left eye twitch, the tip of his tail wagged behind his back angrily. However, before he could do something that would get him an unwanted lawsuit the orange turtle took a deep breath, a long drawn out sigh coaxing free from his lips. The feel of Roy's foot rubbing up the side of his calf helping the Koopa king to keep from losing his cool.

"Right. Anyway, I had business to discuss," Bowser looked over to Roy, the pink headed turtle barely seemed to be noticing what was going on, yet his shades did shift just a touch indicating that he was paying attention.

"So talk. I'm listening." Boshi said, another pancake at his lips.

"I wanted to ask you about the Yoshi clan." Bowser said making Boshi stop chewing on the flapjack in his mouth to turn to look at the other look at the larger reptile.

"Huh?" Boshi blinked, not that the Koopa king could see this with the other's shades in the way.

"Specifically, I wanted to know more about their mating rituals." the cool, calm way that the turtle spoke made Boshi's brain flip-flopped around trying to understand the subtext of what was not being said.

"Yoshi fuck." The blue Yoshi said after swallowing the mouthful of baked dough he had in between his lips. "It's not a hard concept to follow."

"It's how and why that I'm interested in." Bowser said patiently, the foot that had been slinking up and down the side of the orange turtle's legs moved to the Koopa king's crotch, the cotton material of the shorts that the older male was wearing the only thing keeping the Roy's toes from rubbing directly onto Bowser's thick but flaccid junk. "I wanted to know more, seeing as your films had caught the attention of some...important persons on my bankroll."

That made Boshi lift his eyebrows. "Oh really?"

"Yes, really." Bowser sat up a little straighter in his chair, Roy himself having to shift just a touch as his foot was jostled around somewhat uncomfortably. "I was an interesting documentary, I was rather...enamored with it." Bowser said politely.

"You mean to say it got your rocks off, right chief?" Both Koopa turned to look at Boshi at that point. "Look, you can save the fancy talk and the little underhanded jibs, I make porn of my species. It's not anything to romanticize. I know who buys this stuff and why, so if you have some kind of offer for me then shut up with the small talk and just spit it out." The blue Yoshi took a stab at another pancake, popping the flapjack into his muzzle to take a massive chomp onto it a second later.

"You're rather crude..." Bowser admitted, Roy grunting in turn.

"It helps to make the air clearer between myself and future business partners." Boshi mumbled around a large stack of baked dough. Bowser let his gaze linger onto the blue dinosaur before placing his attention on Roy. The pink-headed turtle nodded, the gesture so slight that it was hard to be sure what the other had done had one not been keen on the movements of the bulky turtle.

"Indeed, however, there are things I want to know. About the Yoshi, and about you." Boshi swallowed again and then cocked his head at the Koopa king.

"What do you want to know about me? I'm a simple guy who likes racing, eating Yoshi cookies, and making money. Oh, and sex, but all Yoshi are like that."

"Then why didn't any of your documentaries have any female Yoshi in it?" Bowser had gone looking through several more videos over the internet, with Roy's help, to look for Yoshi inspired documentaries for which featured the sexual lives of the bipedal dinosaurs, all of them features males having intercourse with other males; the various films had gone through the seasonal lives of the tribal dinos, showing that there was very little that could actually be called fascinating about them outside of their monthly races, exotic eating habits, and, of course, the obvious. Breeding had never once come up in any of the videos, which had been filmed of them and from what little Bowser knew from working with the green Yoshi, who seemed to be the only one who could speak the common language, there was actually little he knew about the creatures personally. The Koopa king doubted that the other cast members would know anything since the green Yoshi, affectionately called Yoshi, didn't really behave or speak much, expect to Luigi who he seemed to like very much.

"That's 'cause Yoshi female are shy and like to remain out of sight."

"Hmm, rather...simple an answer." Bowser said smoothly, to which Boshi merely shrugged. "So, are there any other important facts I should know about you Yoshi?"

"Not really; we enjoy cookies and racing and are very social, but also somewhat elusive, which you probably are thinking 'do duh', to which I'd tell you to shut up," Bowser let out another puff of smoke over to the smart mouth Yoshi, the want to scald the other with his fiery breath growing stronger with the minute. "We also like to fuck as much we like to breath and are very versatile. Other than that, there's not much to know." "Boshi stated, his mind working somewhat furiously to try and recall much of anything that could be considered important about his people. Sadly, it was a hard on thing since, really, Yoshi very so simple that they actually had to have a conservation act put in place just to protect them. Taking a moment to muddle over something as he looked to Bowser and then to Roy, Boshi asked, "Hey, didn't you working with Greenie once upon a time?"

"Greenie?" Bowser echoed.

"The green Yoshi that's always in Mario's movies." Boshi added.

"If it's the one with the black eyes, then yes I have." Bowser hummed after seeing Boshi turn his head off to the side, something unintelligible being spoken by the spiked collar-wearing male.

"Ok, then you have to know something about us, I mean, heck, you spend so much time with the green loser." Boshi's words caught both Koopas by mild surprise.

"Not much love for the other, I take it?" Bowser's inquiry led him to leaning forward across the table.

"He's the unofficial 'leader' of all Yoshi, so I can't say I like that or him, but whatever. Anyway, money." That made Bowser blink somewhat. "You said you had a proposition for me and would pay a reasonable rate for something dealing with us, but you didn't say what."

"Well, if you want me to be honest, I wanted to have a chance to experience one of you Yoshi in the bedroom." Bowser chuckled as he watched the blue dino's shades slip slightly off from his face, the hint of crimson, which could be seen, alerted the horned turtle as to the color of Boshi's iris. The other quickly pushed the bottom of his eyewear back up onto the bridge of his nose, hiding the startled look, which had overcome him.

"Oh really?" Both Bowser and Roy nodded, but the blue Yoshi only paid attention to his soon-to-be employer. "Well, that's...slightly entertaining. How much are you willing to pay?"

"Something reasonable, suffice that the experience if worthwhile." Bowser could see a fine line of anger overcome the blue Yoshi's features.

"Obviously, you've never had a Yoshi on your lap before, cause if you did, you'd know that no hole could compare." Boshi boasted, but immediately regretted it upon seeing the older Koopa vicious grin.

"Do tell." Bowser said, shifting himself backwards, allowing his massive form to turn inside of the chair he was seated in. Legs spreading upon noting Boshi's glance moving downwards, the Koopa king reached in between his lap, jostled with the clasp of the pants he was wearing, fishing out his impressive, ten-inch flaccid dick. "I'm really eager to know if the experience is worth my money."

Boshi licked the side of his lips, his eyes nearly bulging wide as he took in the sight of the mushroom shaped phallus, which had a bead of shiny moisture at its tip.

"Oh my..." The blue dragon could feel his tailhole twitching, his submissive needs growing strong since he had spent so much time away from his clan, his 'friends' around the town in which he lived not able to give him the good scratch the very wide shaft the larger turtle would probably be able to give him. "That looks...very much like nice." Boshi tried to keep his cool but his loudly beating heart and panting breaths made his attempts feeble at best.

Roy could only chuckle as he watched the going on in front of him.

"However, I am not that cheap." Bowser and Roy's smirks instantly dropped as they noted the casual way in which the blue Yoshi contained what could only have been obvious arousal lining across his lips. "You still haven't talked dollars, so...whatever you're doing isn't making any sense to me." Boshi nodded to the larger turtle, his shade covered gaze lingering over the space in between Bowser's legs for a second longer than necessary before tilting back upwards.

"Hmmm, I'll pay you after I see whether your...services are up to spec." Bowser challenged, his cock growing harder by the second as it began to swell up along the length of his thigh to stand against his chest.

"How about you go and get your checkbook and then we talk figures..." Boshi countered.

Both reptiles were locked within a contest of will, each unwilling to waver as they stared the other down. The heat and tension between them sparked almost visible lightning bolts; the air in the room seemed to grow even hotter as blood rushed all throughout the Koopa and Yoshi igniting something a little more volatile than lust between the two. Neither was ready to admit submission to the other, their individual pride unable to allow them to admit surrender. However, it was harder for Boshi than it was Bowser to retain his grip on himself, the twitching of the blue Yoshi's tailhole, the tight feeling inside of the pit of his stomach - the ache to be filled - made it so the shade wearing blue dino wanted nothing more than to give in and settled himself right onto top of the now ten inch pike of Koopa flesh jutting up against the towering orange turtle's lower abdomen. Slipping up and down across that fat piece of meat, filling it drilling his wide and pressing in deep, was something Boshi most certainly wanted to feel. And yet, his empty bank account flashed before his crimson eyes, alerting the other to the fact that this would be his biggest break, if only he could keep himself together.

"I'm waiting..." Boshi sung, the long length of his azure tail swung against the back of his chair, idly highlighting the fact that the shade wearing dino would soon be willing to lift said appendage.

"So am I..." Bowser griped even as he reached a clawed hand down and around the meaty shaft, which was his manhood.

Boshi could feel his resilience wavering, his tailhole was getting more and more desperate to be stuffed full.

"Seems we're at a stalemate then,"

"Not really." A familiar voice called out, startling both Bowser and Boshi. The two reptiles looked over to the side just in time to see Roy, who had been watching all of this in silence, his legs drawn close to his side as he tried to stifle his own growing erection, as he handed a pen and small slip of paper over to his esteemed father. "I thought that a situation like this would come up, so I bought this for you, father." The blank check was like a golden light at the end of the tunnel for Bowser.

"This is from your bank, isn't it, Roy?" Bowser asked as he noted the name of the financial institution lining the bottom of the blank check.

"Yep," The pink-headed Koopa said somewhat flippantly.

"Remind me to pay you back," Bowser hated it to admit it, but sometimes he forgot whenever he borrowed money from either Roy or one of the other of his hatchlings. The fact that it happened so rarely attesting to the reason why.

"Of course." Bowser nodded and then scribbled something over onto the slip. Noting the number and the signature of his son lettered onto the bottom, the king of Koopas passed the check over to Boshi who happily snatched it up.

A low whistle broke free from the blue Yoshi's lips, "Well, well, this is certainly...generous of you, sir." Boshi was quick to stuff the check into the backpack he was carrying some of his recording equipment in. "Well, I think I can suck your dick now, if that's what you're after." Boshi said with complete honesty.

"Heh, you've turned into quite the open individual, haven't you?" Bowser didn't let himself hide his amusement with how easily the other male could be bought.

"I have a price and once met I'm open to just about anything, so long as it won't led me into an early grave, or worse, jail time." Boshi shivered as he thought about being back in the slammer. Being ass raped over and over again was not the way Boshi preferred to go about his day, no matter how much a cock hound he was. "And since you've paid mine," Boshi moved to stand up from his chair, giving a good stretch of his slightly stiff back muscles, "shall we head to the bedroom, or do you want me on my knees right here and right now."

"What a slut." Bowser said, gaining a sly grin from Boshi in the process. "Well, since you seem so eager," the Koopa king rose up from his chair, the wood groaned in thankfulness to be relieved of such a burden, "let's head to someplace a bit more comfortable, shall we?" Bowser was in motion before Boshi could think to respond. "Clean up in here when you're done, Roy." The younger Koopa didn't even bother to argue as he simply nodded his head to his dad's retreating back, a backside, which Boshi currently wanted to run his tongue over.

Letting his long, prehensile tongue sneak out from in between his lips, the bad boy Yoshi did just that, scooping his long organ up the underside of the Koopa king's tail. Bowser jumped, much to the blue dino's delight. However, a swift swat of the turtle's large orange tail against the side of his head made the shade wearing reptile groan.

"Do that again, and you're going into a wall." Bowser snorted, an angry puff of smoke trailing out of his nostrils as he glared over his shoulder at the other male.

"Sorry," Boshi grumbled as he reached up to rub the side of his now throbbing head.

Bowser let the matter drop but did make sure to keep his tail tucked firmly in between his legs. Once the two made their way to the older Koopa's bedroom Bowser didn't waste any time taking off his shell, he having placed it on in the morning as a habit, settled the large and often times cumbersome accessory over onto the wall hook, and then went over to his bed to settle himself down. Groaning the larger reptile grumbled as he took his pants completely off from around his waist, the opened leggings having just barely remained on his form after traveling up the stairs to his sleeping chambers. Tossing the pants over to the side Bowser leaned back, stretching his body in vain to get out some of the kinks, which currently plagued him.

"Hey," Bowser said, catching Boshi slightly off guard, the blue Yoshi had literally been drooling onto the carpeted floor as he noted the sleek but powerful form for which the orange horned turtle supported. It would seem that Bowser's time as such a muscular actor allowed him to support him the kind of body for which his onscreen counterpart so casually threw around; in his time as a cameraman Boshi learned that some actors chose to let themselves slim down or expand outwards when not doing certain parts in whichever movie called for them to be of whatever size their role called for, yet this was not the case with the king of Koopas. "Come over here and work me over."

"Yes, sir." Boshi said a little too happily as he nearly glided over to where Bowser lay. Moving himself in front of the other, the blue Yoshi took one gander at the flaccid state of the larger male's cock, the formerly ten inch mass had receded back to its six inch soft state, and concluded the best way to return the massive pike back to its proper state was with a bit or oral resuscitation. Opening his muzzle and leaning over Boshi got a slight shock when his snout was clamped shut by a strong orange hand.

"Not that way, you overeager runt," Bowser groused, "I meant, give me a massage. I'm stiff all over."

'Not in the right way,' Boshi grumbled as he shook his head free from the other reptile's impressive hold. Not wanting to make the larger reptile incensed with him, and wanting to finally scratch that annoying itch that had culminated within his tail for the past few weeks, Boshi reach out with his arms, cracking the knuckles of his fingers by flexing them wildly, and then placed his somewhat calloused hands onto the tight knit muscles of Bowser's arms. Instantly the smaller dino could feel the tension, which radiated through the Koopa king, the tightness so great that it made Boshi hiss just a touch.

Feeling a little bit daring Boshi reached a hand down to grab at his own cock, which rested quietly in between its legs, but was beginning to drip with small marbles of goopy pre-cum. Fisting himself as he worked over Bowser Boshi found himself a little bit at odds with how to both massage the larger male while at the same time bring himself off, but the blue Yoshi was many things, of them being quite adaptive to making certain situations work.

Bowser paid little attention to this, instead, the horned turtle merely let the blue Yoshi do as he please; the Koopa king spread his legs, shuffling his hips, and thusly his groin upwards into Boshi's nearly naked form, the orange reptile allowing the other to make himself useful as his personal masseur which the other relaxed under the paid service he had just rendered. The blue Yoshi didn't seem to mind the fact that he had just been paid for sex and now had been talked into giving the larger turtle a rub down, he had whored himself out for less in the past, however he found that the more he ran his fingers over the length of the groaning Koopa king's massive frame the more he came to find that he didn't mind what he was doing. There was a strength within the larger male that was very much appreciated by the subby blue Yoshi, the feel of his hands rubbing up and down Bowser's naked torso, tracing over the thick lines of the other's abdomen, going up across rock hard pectorals brought shudders of pleasure from Boshi.

Not helping at all was the musky, clean smell that exuded from the Koopa king's body. Leaning down to brush his blunt nose over the flat of Bowser's midriff, loud sniffs bounced off against both reptiles' ears as Boshi moved himself further down until he found his face planted directly in front of the long stalk of the muscular turtle's flaccid cock. However, not wanting things to end too quickly, knowing well that anyone who paid him for sex probably had about as much control as a overtightened springboard, Boshi moved his snout away from his ultimate prize to instead make his way up onto the bed so that he could get at the rest of Bowser's large frame.

The Koopa king had no problem with this, spreading himself as much as he could so as to allow the other to rub against his arms and then his slightly tense neck, the sight of the much smaller blue Yoshi in his face, the sight of crimson eyes looking down at him with a thinly veiled mask of lust, made Bowser's cock twitch and then rise once again. Though his lips were dangerously close to Boshi own Bowser didn't bring his and the other's lips together, he didn't feel that he and the blue Yoshi needed to bridge that gap in between them, especially since the other was only there to get him off. Turning his head to the side Boshi seemed to get the message and moved himself back down the side of the Koopa king, the touches grew just a tiny bit stronger, the force behind them somewhat angry, not that this bothered Bowser in the slightest. Catching sight of Roy just outside of his door looking in on him the older Koopa said nothing as he felt Boshi's hands trail down, down, down until the other began to massage his cock, rolling the fat orbs of his testicles as he did so. An open mouth groan made it so that the pink-headed turtle gave his father a thumbs up before moving off about his way. A wag of Bower's thick tail caused the bed to shake just a little bit, the pressure of the blue Yoshi's slim fingers wrapping around his girthy dick squeezing the fat tube while clenching down ever so gently onto his prodigious nuts gave the Koopa king a feeling of excitement he hadn't felt in a very long time.

And then Boshi opened his mouth and curled his serpentine tongue down around both the giant turtle's cock and balls all in one slurp.

Bowser was sure that he saw God right at that moment, his vision having totally gone white as heat, wetness, pressure, and humming vibrations overtook him. His body, which had been somewhat relaxed from the massage he had just received by the somewhat inexperienced Boshi's hands, went completely undone as the larger reptile went bored stiff as all his muscles tensed as his mind registered that his once again hard phallus was wrapped tight by a long, dexterous tongue. That Boshi's moist organ was able to curl around his testicles, teasing the fleshy sac which carried his gargantuan orbs, was something Bowser had not expected the other to be able to do, despite having known that the Yoshi clan was able to use their prehensile tongues to catch just about anything with the sticky saliva which filled their mouths. Boshi took great advantage over this lack of foresight as he tickled the underside of the Koopa king's nuts, brushing against the musky taint before uncurling his tongue to slip the red organ back into his mouth with a loud popping noise. Bowser didn't stop himself as his breathing began to grown erratic, the cool sensation of the morning air hitting his now moistened junk made it so that his cock was left throbbing wantonly, beating in time with his heart as it wavered back and forth rapidly.

Opening his mouth to insert Bowser's cock within his mouth Boshi made quick work of bobbing his head up and down along the ten-inch mass. The taste and texture were as to be expected of someone like Bowser; strong and palatable which an undercurrent of something spicy and sharp. The pre-cum which touched his long tongue was a somewhat which made the blue Yoshi reel just for a moment before adjusting himself to the flavor which was the other reptile. While it was very different from what he was used to Boshi could admit that it was a pleasant change, though he wasn't sure how much he would have preferred to repeat such an experience especially when the other's powerful hips began to smack against his nose. It was to be expected though since Boshi knew just the right spots to tickle and touch that could make his clients go somewhat wild; totally uncontrolled was not something that the blue Yoshi was expecting, though, when Bowser's powerful thighs began to hump steadily against his nose, forcing the three inch cock in his maw to slip further down his throat that he had wanted it to go. Pulling back to regain some control, Boshi tried to breath as best he could as sucking on the horned turtle's maleness.

It was somewhat a vain effort because Bowser seemed intent on filling his muzzle with his taste, the drops of pre-cum that filled Boshi's muzzle grew more and more potent as they filled the expanse of the other's mouth, small droplets seeping out and down the side of the blue Yoshi's lips. Bowser snorted and groaned like a wild beast as such delicious friction met his mind from his waist steadily pile driving up into Boshi's throat. Puffs of smoke worked their way out the Koopa king's nostrils as he felt his body heating up in that special way that usually meant things were going to be getting a lot more intensive in the next few moments. Reaching out and down to press the blue Yoshi's head fully back onto his straining meat, the larger reptile let out a few bitten of bellows as he rolled his pelvis forward, his tail slapping along both the sides of the king size bed he was working into a frenzy. The squeaking of the springs was only offset by the sounds of Boshi flailing around, his blue arms spinning around wildly, as he tried to fight against the hold that was placed along his skull. Firm, unrelenting fingers erased any notion of escape for the other, Bowser's furious thrust assuring that Boshi wasn't going anyplace until he had a mouthful of Koopa cream splashing against the back of his throat.

Seeing that this was the case the little blue Yoshi worked his tongue as best he could both around and down the sides of the larger turtle's manhood. Squeezing his eyes shut so that he could concentrate, the sight of Bowser's heavy thighs slamming forward against his face a distraction for which the other could do without, especially seeing that the Koopa king was growing more and more frantic with his almost jackhammer like pumps - Boshi was sure his nose was going to be smarting after this was all over with - the blue Yoshi settled his arms down onto the mattress and then began to time counter Bowser's thrusts which his own up and down bobbing.

The two moved like a well-oiled engine as they worked in time with each other, and against in a way, to get the Koopa king to the orgasm he so desired. The scent of rut that poured off of the two in waves wasn't missed by either Boshi nor those watching outside from the doorway, yet it paled in comparison to the taste of pre-cum that Boshi was forced to swallow. The milky substance which ran up from out of Bowser's cock seemed to grow thicker and more gelatinous as time went on, the fact that the blue Yoshi was even able to hold so much of it down, his stomach felt as though he were eating a full course meal from just how much of the fluids were entering into his body, made it so that Boshi was sure that he was going to have a slight paunch once this was all over with. Not that the other minded of course, that was all a part of the job and as he pursed his lips alongside Bowser's shaft, sucking as hard as he could to make enough stimulation for the larger reptile, Boshi had no fear of what was to come next as he let his head be forced completely against the orange turtle's crotch, the smooth scaled region of Bowser's pubic region a somewhat interesting contrast to what Boshi was used to.

Of course, the bellowing roar and heat of blasting fire was also not something the blue Yoshi was used to, either. Neither was the scalding hot taste of almost acidic cum against his tongue. The heat from the fluids gushing out from the tip of the Koopa king's dick made a bright purple flush appear upon Boshi's face, sweat beads rolled down and onto the bed as Boshi tucked his hips completely up against the front of the smaller reptile's face, holding him in place even as his tail fanned the air, his muzzle cast open as a plume of radiant red flames touched the ceiling up above. That the roof didn't catch of fire was a slight miracle in and of itself that went totally missed by both males as one spent himself deep inside of the throat of the other. Bowser had never felt so good as he let himself go, his cock felt as though it were bursting as his balls clenched while holding firm against the underside of his body. The twinkling of stars was not something that the bigger reptile could say that he was used to seeing upon climax but it did add a bit of intrigue for Bowser to see such a thing as his back held firm against the bed, his mind exploding in bright fireworks of mental stimulation.

It was by this time that Boshi hit his climax, the blue Yoshi having sneaked several instances with rubbing his own hard eight-inch prick against the muscular orange turtle's thigh and leg, worming in as much stimulation as he could into getting himself off. It was with a choked warble that Boshi found himself spraying his Yoshi seed against the lower side of Bowser's bed, taking create care to get none on his client as he humped against the sheets.

The seconds drifted into minutes as Bowser continued to come, his seed, which seemed to have no shut off valve, drained into Boshi's stomach, filling his guts so large that the blue Yoshi actually began to flail around again. Like all things, however, Bowser only had so much to give and in the seconds before he began to taper off the orange turtle slid his hands off from around his call boy's head, his hips pumping several times against Boshi's face, knocking the other up and off from his groin in the process. Boshi gratefully pulled himself away from the other, swallowing the creamy froth which was in his mouth so that he could pull air into his lungs, before flinching as he was splattered into the face with several juicy arcs of Koopa semen.

"Well, that was fun..." Boshi said somewhat dryly once he watched his client's load cease from spurting out of his slowly shrinking dick. "I hope you're satisfied." The blue Yoshi didn't bother to wipe off the slimy trails that were was running down the side of his face, some of the men he slept with like to see their handiwork and with this being Bowser...

"It was...pretty good..." The king of Koopa's panted, the afterglow was hitting him much hard than he expected it would. "How...did you get...so good at...that...?"

"All Yoshi are experts at that kind of thing, what with us doing it so often." Boshi shrugged as he made the simple, almost bored statement. It was times like that when he wished he had a Yoshi cookie around to dull the taste of cum rolling around inside of his mouth. Not that he didn't enjoy Bowser's plentiful orgasm, his slightly pouched belly proving this, but still...

"Oh really," Bowser asked as he pulled himself upwards to look at the crimson eyes dino. "Do tell me more. I'm very interested in knowing a couple of things about your people."

Boshi didn't know why but a strange, creepy feeling ran up the side of his backside as he watched the bleary-eyed turtle begin to leer at him.

"Well..."

*****

A week later both Bowser and Roy were busy in the basement of the Koopa king's house, older turtle was hooking a strange nozzle to the bottom of what looked to be a very large vat of some sort. The fact that said vat was almost three feet taller than Bowser, steam billowing out from the top of the rumbling metal container while a deep, musky smell emanated throughout the area made the scene somewhat ominous, or would have been had the two turtles not been checking over their well-made preparations.

"Is everything ready on your end, Roy?" Bowser asked after checking the line of the metallic hose that connected from the beginning of the nozzle to the far wall over by the left.

"Yes, sir!" Roy said after looking down at the computer in front of him, all of the system checks reading normal as green lights flashed before the pink-headed turtle's shade covered eyes. "I still would like to know how you managed to get so much oil in so little time." Roy asked, clearly befuddled on how the older Koopa had managed to get so much of the substance in so little time.

"Don't ask." Bowser said simply enough.

"Alright, do I at least get to know how you plan to make this work?" That was one of the most confusing aspects to the entire plan for which his father had concocted. The two turtles had of course come to the conclusion that getting the other Yoshi together and fucking their brains out was going to be a factual happening by the end of the and began worked together after having Boshi over, however, making their desires into reality was a trick of which the two Koopa had not exactly come to agreement over. Yet that wasn't something that would ever be a bother to the king of Koopas.

The ringing of the doorbell broke Roy from whatever other mental musings the younger Koopa was having. The pink-headed turtle looked upwards, a smile gracing his lips.

"The guests have arrived..." Roy said out loud just as Bowser made his way up the ramp to stand over the piping hot vat of oil that the older turtle had filled earlier today.

"Let Boshi take care of that, I've got something that you need to add for this to work, son." the sultry tone in which the larger turtle spoke made Roy lift an eye ridge.

Upstairs Boshi got himself up from off of the couch he had been sitting on, the blue Yoshi stretched, his tail slapped at the air behind him somewhat leisurely symbolizing his tightly contained excitement, before went to answer the front door. Once at the door the spike collar wearing Yoshi turned the knob and then threw open the wooden barrier, the creature on the other side was a bit stunned to see who had entered as evident by the wide black eyes looking back at him. There was a moment of silence for all as the other rainbow colored dinosaur watched their aforementioned leader narrow his eyes at the outcast Boshi.

"Are you going to come in or glare all day?" The spiked collar wearing Yoshi asked, turning on his heel to leave the choice blatantly open for all.

Yoshi said nothing, turning to look at the others with something akin to uncertainty written onto his rounded face, the rest of the pack not knowing what opinion to have on the subject merely warbled and squeaked in their native language, a chorus of noise which sounded almost incomprehensible to anyone not a Yoshi, before the green leader of the bunch turned and then bravely stepped inside of the larger mansion-like interior of Bowser's house. Following the other inside the rest of the pack of dinos stepped into the large, plus home, the lot of them still feeling the slight disbarring effects of having come from the underground pipe system for which ferried them from their island home to this...slightly strange continent for which they found themselves on.

"There's food in the kitchen, if you want something..." Boshi's voice called out from where he was heading inside of said kitchen.

Instantly the multiple Yoshi began to scramble forward, even the more cynical green Yoshi.

Back downstairs Bowser busied himself with thrusting into Roy's muzzle, the Koopa king enjoying the feel of his son's lips wrapped around his thick and meaty cock as his fat balls slapped in between his legs. That his left hand was centered onto the pink head of the shade wearing turtle, the heat from their shared union fogging up the black lens, made the scene that much more intense to Bowser as the giant horned turtle let his lips do most of the work for him as he ground his pelvis forward into the younger Koopa.

"That's it, Roy...uhhh....j-just a little more..." The pressure Bowser could feel inside of his testicles, the tensing of his lower stomach as butterflies began to dance within his guts signaling the onset of his coming orgasm, had the Koopa king curling his toes together. The knife-like talons that graced the massive turtle's six toes made an eerie sounding screech as they tore at the metal underneath, not that either Roy or Bowser cared about any of this.

Roy made a noncommittal response as he continued to bob his head along the long length of his father's shaft, the goop of the older Koopa's pre-cum spilling down and into his throat made it so that the younger turtle had a lot to enjoy as he sucked, licked, nipped, and all out laved his sire's cock with as much of his tongue and teeth as he could possible get. His own dick, which was currently wrapped within his hand, shot out his own thick gel of fluids in between his legs, the stinking muck of painted the ground at the same time it fogged both Koopa's head with the smell of rutting male satisfaction. Tails flagged behind both father and son, the effects of which could be heard as the hard slaps of flesh against metal resounded within the small area of the basement like shotgun blasts. Thankfully the walls were thick enough that none of the guests upstairs could hear anything, not that the Yoshi could seeing how they were all busy stuffing their faces with an assortment of fruit and vegetables.

A few minutes of this later, Bowser's teeth gritting together hard enough that his lips could be seen pulling up away from the serrated incisors, the king of Koopa gripped Roy's head hard enough to make the pink headed turtle pop his mouth open, saliva and pre-cum oozing out from the wet head of the older turtle's ten inch cock like a faucet. Without being able to give the impressively vein organ a final lick Roy watched as his father turned away from him, the muscular globes of the older male's ass teasingly brushing against his face and chin, before idly watching as Bowser began to furiously beat himself off. The sight of the older turtle's whipping tail and flailing hips were a sight to see for Roy, the younger Koopa moving his hand up and down along his own eight-inch mushroom headed cock, his claw tips teasing at the glans of his knob, as he gazed upon Bowser getting ready to blow his load into the vat.

It was with a monstrous roar that the older Koopa came, the large balls belonging to horned giant pulled tight into his lower body jerking somewhat as the semen cased within shot out through the seminal ducts and then onwards from Bowser's urethra. The first blast of cum which came from out of the Koopa king's cock was so great that Bowser took a step back, forcibly pressing his ass into his son's face, something for which the other was somewhat surprised at, though not necessarily ungrateful for, before slamming into the inside of the metal vat, the white mixing with the clear fluids until there was a gelatinous paste being combined within. The next spurts of semen, of which actually added a greater level to the already extremely high amount of oil simmering within the container, seemed to almost jump out from the Koopa king's maleness, though this may have had something to do with the fact that Bowser's impressive manhood sprung up and down from the force of his inner muscle contractions, bouncing like a springboard as the older turtle expelled himself with a great groan of relief. Obviously it had been too long since the other had had such freedom to enjoy himself in such a way, despite the fact that he had been screwing around with his son more often as of late since Boshi's arrival.

The loud roar shook the room startling those about, all of the multicolored dinos, including Boshi, turned their head to try and figure what was making such a loud racket, but the booming echo's location couldn't be discerned with any exact detailing. The bellowing noise made several of the Yoshi feel disconcerted, a mutual feeling of uncertainty overcoming them, as though they all shared the unspoken knowledge that some large predator was somewhere within the house waiting for them. This fact caused the group to begin to jabber on about making a hasty exit from the house, however Boshi calmed most of them down. The blue dino admitting that Bowser was doing something within the basement and had probably let a heavy box or something fall onto his foot. Knowing what it was like to have an injured toe, that's why many of them wore shoes if nothing else on their island home, the group of Yoshi merely nodded and then went back to eating, never once noticing the look of ire that crept up onto the spiked collar-wearing reptile's dark features.

After the last few whips of seed parted from the inside of his long tube the Koopa king sighed and then reached back behind himself to rip Roy's head out from his tailhole.

"Enough brown nosing,' Bowser said with a somewhat whimsical tone to his guttural voice. " Get finished and then let's go upstairs to get this plan started."

Getting up off of the floor, once he shook his dad's hand off from his pink head, Roy said, "I think I'll save this for later on." Patting his erect prick, the younger Koopa took a few deep breaths, calming his racing blood down so that it could disperse back into the rest of his body instead of just in between his legs.

"Alright then," Bowser growled, his long spiked tail slapping back behind him at the floor somewhat eagerly. "Let's go back upstairs and check on our guests." The emphasis on the last word drew Roy's attention, the bulky turtle smiling excitedly as he turned and then stepped down from the ramp that he had been standing on.

Heading upstairs together, both Roy and Bowser went over everything that would be happening in the next several hours, should all go well. Unlike his movie counterpart, Bowser was very meticulous over the things he did when he honestly wanted something done right. Having a backup plan was usually something the older turtle made almost at the start of creating a plan, and with Roy around a backup plan to back up the backup plan had been made, just in case the unforeseeable occurred. Of course, watching as the rest of the Yoshi group, including Boshi, snack away on the fruit salad that Roy had brought just a few days ago, Bowser was inclined to think that nothing could go wrong with the plan he had in mind. Greedy crimson eyes gazed at the sight of the assembled rainbow colored Yoshi, the green male leading the rest of the pack, who were all equally male, just as Bowser had desired, looked at the much taller reptile with something unsure in his eyes before he received a nod from his host. The fact that the muscular, horned turtle licked his scaly lips while gazing at the other brought a curious tilt to Yoshi's head.

Bowser's appearance brought with it a sense of clarity as the large turtle, and his pink-headed son whose name Yoshi couldn't remember, came over to the table and then announced,

"Once you're done stuffing your faces head into the foyer, there's something I want you all to see." And then as quickly as he had come the Koopa king turned and then exited the room, Roy hot on his heels.

None of the Yoshi knew what to say to this so the multicolored dinos instead returned to eating, the lot of them looking at each other through the corners of their eyes, all of them thinking along the same lines. Once they had finished eating the raptor-like reptiles made their way through the massive house towards the foyer with Boshi help. Opening the door and then entering inside the group could see that Bowser had laid out of a large dance floor for the lot, the screaming sounds of trance and the flickering of lights met the Yoshi's ears startling them slightly before enticing them to step into the room.

"Shoes off first," Boshi said, the already barefoot dino moving into the room while leaving the others to look amongst one another somewhat confusedly.

It was, as always, the green dino Yoshi, who bravely removed his footwear, placing the well-worn leather made shoes neatly off to the side of the door before moving into the interior. The rest, seeing that there was nothing to fear, unhesitantly followed suit. Inside the deceptively large room smoke lingered around the floor, the ghostly feeling that came from the white mist made the scene much more enticing and as soon as the thrumming beat of the rhythmic noise hit the Yoshi the crowd of dinos quickly began to sway in time with the music. Up above Bowser watched all of this with a certain amount of glee written on his face; by his side Roy ticked his pink head in time with the beat, he himself having picked out the tunes which now made the flock of male lizards roll around together. Seeing of all and feeling a tightening inside of his loins, Bowser decided that this was the right time to initiate his plan. Making his way over to the other side of the wall in which he was standing beside, the king of Koopa reached behind a long hanging curtain to pull a lever.

Instantly the room was covered in a small spray of water, or what seemed to be water to the assembled crowd of Yoshi, however, had the dancing dinos paid more attention they would have noticed that the fluid raining down on top of them was actually much more condensed that normal H2O. The fact that the substance was also slightly smelly and seemed to adhere to the sides of their bodies went unchecked as well by the group of rainbow colored dinos. It wasn't until the room actually began to grow somewhat hotter that the situation started to change. The happening began when some of the Yoshi began to grow closer to one another, the somewhat loose circle shrinking in favor of bodies brushing up against each other. The seconds could actually be counted before the group began to lose themselves in kissing each other, tongues leisurely pressing over rounded snouts and inside dark maws, tails flipping against the air almost serendipitously.

"You join in with them," Boshi said to Roy, the pink-headed turtle moved away from his esteemed father without the second of a thought, the bulky shade-wearing reptile throwing off his clothes so as to become one with the nearest Yoshi. The first dino caught by the massive turtle was taken by Roy, lips pressed together tightly as the pink-headed Koopa drove his tongue into the wild-eyed blue dinosaur, the_rain_falling down above them making the pair feel hotter and more lustful. That had to be the reason why Roy didn't think to mind it as one of the others, a bright purple male, moved directly behind the taller turtle, nuzzles Roy's tail to the side and then drove his long, supple tongue into the depths of the muscular Koopa's tailhole. Without so much as a single meep of complaint Roy reached back and pat the smaller male onto the head, his dexterous tail raising in invitation as he offered himself over to the very experienced Yoshi.

Meanwhile, Boshi instantly felt the effects of the hot mixture of Koopa cum and oil, which ran down from the heads of the sprinklers up above. Turning his head upwards the spiked collar wearing dino found himself feeling the effects of the hot froth running over his body, his own form moving without his directive as he made his way over to his longtime rival. The green Yoshi was thoroughly underneath the spell of the music and writhing bodies surrounding him so when Boshi came and forcibly flipped him around Yoshi found himself almost completely complaint as his throat was taken by the rough Boshi, the blue dinosaur holding him tightly while at the same time growling a grumble of need that made Yoshi quiver deep inside. The two dinos broke apart a second later, Boshi releasing Yoshi, though not before squeezing down hard enough onto the other's neck leaving a visible impression of fangs in his wake. Once the two once again stared each other into the face Boshi reaches out to push the other dino down onto the floor, the green Yoshi happily fell down onto this his backside, his face flush with desire, and then found himself quite surprised when Boshi moved himself up and over his green snout, the blue dino dropping down onto the writhing male, his crotch fully dumping itself over and across Yoshi's muzzle. Boshi grinned sexually as he felt the other male squirm underneath him, the fact that he hadn't washed since last night made the shade wearing dino chuckle devilishly as he knew his rival was getting a faceful of sweaty, crotch musk. There was no way Boshi was going to allow the other to wash himself for at least a couple of days so as to allow his scent to paint across the green dinosaur's face until everyone with a nose would suspect who the green dino had been getting it on with.

Not to be unfair, Boshi decided to let himself be covered with the other's sexy odor as well as he knelt down and then began to nuzzle Yoshi's erect cock. Whirling his tongue around the eight inch length of pink flesh Boshi opened his jaws wide, engulfing his rival's junk into the back of his throat, his rounded nose going so far as to allow the other to engulf his massive balls. It always confused Boshi how his green lookalike could have nuts that were more than a handful to hold and yet could run and fly with such ease whenever he had chosen to without being hampered by such gargantuan balls. Reaching down to roll the oblong masses, Boshi felt his rival squirm underneath him, the blue dino started to hump the other a few seconds later to remind him who was in control between the two of them.

Bowser watched the swelling orgy with something akin to amusement written onto his face, the large turtle reached down to loosen the ties of the pants he was wearing, his shirt coming off once the pants hit the floor. Stepping out and away from the garments, the king of Koopas wasted little time before he strode over to the congregation of wriggling bodies, the presence of his masculine muscular form drawing the heads of several of the lustful Yoshi. After moving himself within the fray of the writhing forms of the multicolored dinos Bowser was immediately adorned with sensual affections from the group, the number of muzzles and hands that reached out to fondle and stroke his orange scaled body were almost too numerous to count but that didn't bother the king of Koopas any as he reached out to sweep the pack of reptiles up into his body, falling back onto the floor a moment later so as to drag the other males down with him. His worship became much more prevalent at this point because several of the Yoshi began to lick at the Bowser, from his head down to his toes, tongues and teeth rubbed across the groaning turtle's form as though anointing him for baptism...or that might have just been the heat in his chest and head making the Koopa king feel as such as the rain of oil and cum continued to pour down from the ceiling.

Over by the way Roy was now buried deep inside of the Yoshi who had been sucking him off, the other having turned over to allow the pink headed turtle to thrust his own hard lance of Koopa flesh into the juicy rump of the squealing raptor-like critter. The pounding slaps of flesh against flesh made for an interesting beat as Roy put force a great deal of sexual energy into pounding the dino beneath him into the floor. The fact that his movements seemed to be in synch with the drumming beat of the techno music blaring behind him was completely missed by all present, however, subconsciously Roy was very aware of what he was doing because of the tempo increased so did hips rutting hips. The fast-paced collection of sounds increased the flow of the Koopa teen's blood, the fluttering of Roy's heart growing so fast and that time seemed to blur around the intertwined bodies there on the dance floor.

The motion of writhing bodies made the entire room feel as though it were churning, the sticky sounds of wet sex coupled with breathless moans and thumping music had the Koopas and Yoshi all a flutter with excitement. It wasn't long before Bowser had enough of the surrounding dinos teasing him. Desiring some personal action for himself the massive turtle stood onto his feet, pushing aside the warbling muzzles surrounding his now completely soaked body Bowser headed over to the rutting pair that were Boshi and Yoshi. The blue raptor had the green dino bent in half, the fluttering hips of the spiked collar-wearing reptile all but ramming forward like a piston as Boshi drilled his rival deep. Yoshi could only moan and flag his long tail in submission as his insides were made into paste by the more dominant dino. And then a shadow fell over the two.

Boshi didn't know what to think as he found himself simple ripped out of Yoshi tight and oh so wonderful tailhole, the cold air that surrounded the blue raptor's cock made Boshi blink and then turn around. What the other saw was a sight that made him lower his tail down in between his legs, a nervous tick fluttering at the side of his right eye. It seemed that Bowser wasn't in the mood to wait for what he wanted because very ungracefully the Koopa king dropped Boshi down onto the ground, the other landed with a heavy thump, before padding upwards and then inserting his thick, ten-inch cock into the green reptile's rump. Yoshi squealed like a hatchling as he felt his backside opened up by a new, profound girth. Black eyes widened to the point where it seemed as though Yoshi's orbs would pop out of their sockets yet that was nothing compared to the shrill cry the other let out as Bowser pushed and pushed and pushed on up into the other, his muscular thighs digging in deep into the green dino's ass until the two finally meshed together.

The writhing motions that Yoshi made as Bowser let himself have his fun with the green male only served to make the Koopa king that much more excited as he began to thrust his hips back and forth, slicing his way through the depths of the warmth of the smaller dino's insides while at the same time slapping his much larger balls into the raptor's, exciting the both of them to the point where the pair were left moaning in want. Boshi could honestly say that he was surprised to see how well Bowser worked as he drew himself back, the sight of the orange turtle's long rod pulling out from his rival, dripping with oil, cum, and Yoshi's anal juices was such a lewd sight to see, yet gazing forward as the green dino as the fleshy pole was rammed forward within the other, the two bodies actually jumping forward across the room, even if only by a couple of centimeters, was a hot sight that made Boshi reach down to paw at his still hard cock. However, continuing with his lingering analysis of the pair, the sight of Bowser's sweaty form bearing forward across Yoshi's backside, forcing the smaller male to bend down low, made the spiked collar wearing dino realize something.

There was a hole unfilled for which he could use to slake his own lusts with.

Not taking a moment more to wait Boshi moved himself over, reached down to pry Yoshi's muzzle wider than it already was as the green raptor panted like a well-worn worker in a field, and then popped his dick into his rival's throat. Yoshi, of course, flailed around at this, being stuck by two males both at the same time wasn't something new but Boshi took little interest in making things easy on the green dino as the blue Yoshi quickly began to widen his rival's throat with short, hurried pumps of his hips. Having his nose being slammed into by the spiked collar wearing raptor's lower tummy was not something Yoshi appreciated, and though his cock was still hard and dripping down into between his legs onto the dance floor, green arms twirled around wildly as the thoroughly fucked dino tried to gain both air and some sense of perspective in his current situation. Both Bowser and Boshi would have none of that as the two leaned into each other, both of them choosing to work in time to drill themselves deep within the submissive male. That the pair began to make out above him, Bowser taking Boshi's muzzle while a hand reached underneath to palm at the green dino's squirting cock, rubbing across the low hanging balls, teasing them with a few ungentle squeezes, only served to make the situation blossoming between them all the hotter.

Over by the way Roy was nearly roaring in ecstasy as he and the two dinos he was working with mated hard and fast together, the three of them rolled together onto the floor, Roy above the Yoshi underneath him while he sat on his knees, tail lifted and presented for his own fuckbuddy, as the other raptor drove himself home inside of the pink headed Koopa teen's asshole. The rest of the surrounding Yoshi were at it like dogs in heat. The scent, sight, and sounds of male copulation was so thick and heavy that the energy between the group seemed as though it could blow a transformer out. All of this didn't matter to the group of males dancing together in an interplay of sexual majesty older than time, the feeling of becoming one with the opposing form next to them made all sense of propriety and time fade out the door as the onrush of orgasm began to overtake all forms within the building.

It was several minutes later when everything came to a head, the frenzy of flesh rolling and jumping together crest and then spilled over into an oblivion of bliss for which all opened their mouths in praise for. Bowser and Roy's voices let out the greatest shouts of them all as the Koopas pulled away from those whom they were facing, their muzzles opening in boisterous roars so loud that the entire house shook with the force of a mini earthquake. The surrounding Yoshi could only warble cries of jubilation as they let themselves go, their much more unrestrained voices echoing together into a chorus so loud that it sounded as though the lot were singing almost. The next few seconds were filled with the sounds and sights of cum shooting everywhere, both inside and outside of the group of bodies twitching and yelping in praise as nuts pulled taut into the underside of their owner's groins while at the same time the balls within rolled and jerked, unleashing their load for their masters.

Both Bowser and Roy's expulsions were so great that their white cum shot back out around their groins, the amount of seed was so great that the floor underneath both turtles actually turned white and grew slippery. For Boshi the blue dino reached out and grabbed his rival's head, smashing the green raptor's face into his groin before he let loose his seed down into the depths of Yoshi's throat. Had he or anyone else looked down then they would have been surprised to see the sight of large mounds rolling down through the green dino's throat, entering the other's belly and making it jiggle just a touch as Yoshi sucked down what he was being fed. However, no one saw this at the same time they failed to see the submissive raptor's cock gush with cum, the eight-inch shaft jerked, bobbed and spat white streams of male sap down onto the ground, the sight of which was quickly lost by Bowser's own torrent of Koopa juice. The shuddering gasps that Yoshi made as he sucked down Boshi's cock were missed by most, save the blue dino, yet even though they were the full body shuddering that came from the green dino weren't missed by either as they followed with the tightening of both of Yoshi's holes.

The rest of the herd of dinos came and came and came, their climaxes ripping through them with near violent force as they spilled themselves onto the ground, some of them even coming so hard that they blacked out and then passed out while those around them came over their prone forms. Once the end was near though, the group began to quietly settle down, expelling so much so quickly drew many to their knees.

"That was fun," Bowser said as he watched Boshi slip down in front of the green dinosaur he was holding, the blue Yoshi's cock slipping out from the ring of Yoshi's lips as he did so. "Though I think we'll go again in a few moments," Bowser mentioned somewhat offhandedly as he noted the fucktoy underneath him slipping down and off of his ten-inch cock. The noisy squelch of his cum soaked dick exiting the green dino's rectum made Bowser snort somewhat in amusement before he turned to look over at his son. "Looks like Roy had fun." The Koopa king said casually as he noted his oldest swapping tongue with the two dinos underneath him. That his spawn's tailhole was shiny with the leftover sap of the raptor that had been fucking him barely phased Bowser at all, after all he himself had had a lot of fun with Roy just a couple nights ago.

Turning to look at Yoshi and Boshi, Bowser chuckled as he gazed upon the pair licking at the cum that was drenched onto the floor, the both of them were still rock hard, much like every other reptile within the room, so the Koopa king could tell that the rest of the night was indeed going to be much more interesting than he thought it would.

Of course, that's just what Bowser wanted as he reached down to palm his throbbing cock, keeping the big fucker happy was going to be somewhat intriguing seeing as it had been a long while since he had really had so much 'fun'. Yet he was more than ready to give it his best shot, or rather give the rest of the dinos in the room his best shots, as it were.

The End