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In the city of Bhujerba, a magnificent floating isle above the oceans of Ivalice, a crocodilian pulled his friends through the crowded streets. The bustling metropolis was always warm with the tropical breeze, as humans and bangaa laughed in stone-cut taverns, whilst moogles and dog-eared nu-mou discussed theorems in the public square.

But their eyes could not help be drawn towards a strange group of five males, half-marching half-dragging-their-feet through the cobblestoned lanes beneath towering spires of sandstone, which themselves sat beneath enormous crystalline flukes, godly towers of sapphire that dared to scrape the clouds, their phantom shadows casting over the rooftops.

And yet this beauty was lost on the five strangers, who were also the main attraction for several locals. Two bangaas, two raptors, and a crocodile all stumbled as one mass, three of whom were strangers to this world despite speaking the language perfectly, at least as far as Ivalicians could tell.

One bangaa was a bishop, wrapped in baby blue robes with a tall mitre and a curled crosier staff. The other was more muscular, dressed in orange slacks with a bare strapping chest, red belt and green padded gloves. In front of them, being dragged to the front, was a black utahraptor with blue-ringed eyes, packed shoulders and meat-wall abs that were hidden beneath a grey cloth shirt and blue jeans.

Beside him was a brown velociraptor, slightly shorter than the rest with purple stripes, lithe exposed pectorals and also wearing jeans. At the very front of all this, was a Kremling, the aforementioned croc of sandy-brown who was the most slim of the group, wearing a green captain's coat with gilded buttons, pressed leather trousers, and with one hand replaced by a bronze hook strapped with wires.

"C'mon c'mon, we're almost there!" he cried.

"Alright jeez I-OW!" the brown raptor gripped his hook. "Stop trying to rip my fucking arm!"

"Hey, you said you could trust him," the dark dino chuckled, "or maybe you into that rough shit."

"Thiszh better be good," muttered the bare-chested bangaa, "my feet are killing me."

"I too am fatigued," sighed the cleric, "what I wouldn't give for a lovely szhoak."

"WELL!" the gator grinned, looking back. "Guess what we're gonna do, chapel boy."

The bangaas looked to each other suspiciously before they stopped at last. A splendid stone building shaped like a parthenon, with pillars wrapped in gorgeous athletic creatures carrying jugs of water.

"Really, Kruz?" the brown raptor sneered with a London bark. "A bath house?"

"What, it's perfect!" Kruz shrugged wide. "We been walking around all day, the Broken Petal's anchored and we're not going back until late night."

"Dude." He leaned in to whisper harsh. "Did you forget the fucking homophobe we have?"

"I don't care," the kremling muttered, "he can sit on his own, he can't stop us from having fun, that's his problem not ours."

"Look, if it was just us alone, yeah I'd be up for it, but did you really have to bring them?"

"Yeah, cuz they're your team," the croc wrapped an arm round him, "besides, there's plenty rooms we can yanno, get to ourselves-"

"Ey-ey, ey," the muscled bangaa wagged his finger, "what're ya two mollieszh whiszhperin' about?"

"It's cool, dude," said the other, taller raptor with a New York twang, "they ain't gonna do any stuff wit' you around, jus' call yo'self a chaperone."

"HAH!" the bishop scoffed before pulling back embarrassed. "Szh-szhorry, I remembered an anecdote about a party that, Baldwin and I went to."

"Oh yeah, which one?"

"I-it matterszh not, anyway I am grateful for the chanszhe to recuperate, I have not been to a szhauna in quite a while and my old bonesszh need a good szzhoak."

"Old bones? Jeez Fayne, how old are ya?"

"Fifty-nine."

"DAMN!" the black raptor whistled. "You have got to tell me your secret, dude."

"Alriiiight yeaaah, it doeszh szhound good," Baldwin squeezed his brother's hand, "but yer szhtaying closzhe with me, alright Fayne?"

"God, Baldwin," the brown raptor put up his hands, "I'm not interested in your brother, can you fucking chill?!"

"I'm juszht szhaying! Look, you szhaved him, and I truszht you not to do any szhodom-MMMM, uh...szhtuff with him, szho juszht go do your thing and leave uszh out of it."

"I'm still your clan leader," James leaned in, "you better watch your fucking mouth about who I am."

"Or what?" the bangaa sneered back. "You kick uszh out? Big whoop, we don't have to hang around a molly anymore."

"B-baldwin, pleaszhe!" the cleric stomped his foot with a wooden clack. "Jameszh be our friend and a wonderful leader, can we not keep our faith in him?"

"Dependszh on if he keepszh hiszh handszh where I can szhee 'em."

"Keep talking like that," James shook his fist, "and you can see them all you want when I drive them through your fucking skull."

"Okayyy okayyyy, come on guys," the croc waved his hands, "let's just go in and relax, we're just having a nice soak, alright? We all need it after working hard."

"Kruz is right," Roy nodded, stepping forth, "you folks been through a rough time, you deserve a break, alrigh'?"

As they entering the Bhujerban sauna, Kruz marched up to the marble desk and spoke with a handsome moogle garbed in a puce robe, who checked all their reservations. The moist heat swirling through the pink-stone halls felt natural to the reptilians, as Roy stepped over to his fellow raptor.

"Sooo uh, you ever been in a sauna, FG?"

"Yeah," he shrugged, "a couple times with Koopin, what about you?"

"Naw, never had a chance to-wait...yeah, I been in sum o' them onsens back in Skyrim, an' with my mentor back in his world, they felt good."

"You never told me much about him, what was he like?"

"All chill, real tall, Nikolaides wuz a cool guy, he did have a crush on me which wuz kinda weird but I didn't find out 'til the end o' my training. Whut about yours?"

"Ahhhh, Glenn was cool," FG leaned against a pillared wall, "he was a frog, pretty short but he talked like some fancy dude in a play, he taught me a lotta things and straightened me out, that was right before I met Kruz, like I literally went from the training and onto his ship."

"It szhtill confoundszh me that you three are from different worldszh," the cleric Fayne walked over to them, "and not juszht one, but two?!"

"Yeah, you get used to it," the brown saurian rubbed his head, "it gets exhausting after the sixteenth place."

"Ah, I would imagine."

"Szho why'd you come here?" said the other bangaa.

"Baldwin, do not be rude."

"I'm juszht aszhking!"

"I needed a break," FG shrugged, "last place I went to before coming here sucked, did real bad on my health."

"Which is EXACTLY why this sauna will do us good," Kruz marched over to clap an arm round his shoulders, "SO, good news, we have one of the private deluxe rooms, good enough for ten people, it's got dressing rooms, a pool and a big steam room...so we'll have plenty space."

He said these last words to Baldwin, who rolled his eyes as they were led through to their room. Through the main public area, they found all sorts of naked males from the hairless humans to the pudgy nu-mou, as well as fluffed-up moogles towelling themselves even poofier.

The lack of intimacy between males helped the brothers relax, as folks chatted about the latest news from Archades, or the recent tournaments of triple triad. Roy and FG tried not to point at the moogles, muttering between them about how they were crotch-height to everyone around them, which was either fun or embarrassing depending on the mog.

It was a busy time for the Bhujerban sauna, as evidenced by one bumbling nu-mou rushing around in a violet robe. His soft donkey-like face was befuddled with sweat, as he struggled to balance six towels, two bottles of lotion, and a fresh bottle of salts.

"H-HEY, hey!" he staggered towards a human dressed like him. "I gotta finish my shift, can you take over?!"

"Yeah, why?"

"My sister's got tickets to the play and I'm running late so room five asked for the herbs and six want the lovers' special anyways see ya!"

"Wha-HEY, Devern!"

The nu-mou scarpered to the changing rooms to get dressed, leaving the human to carry on as he shrugged and delivered all he was given. He went down to the boiler room to start saturating the steam rooms, flipping between two bottles before pouring herbs to different rooms.

"Okay, so, six wants the lovers and five is just...herbs? Okayyy if he said so."

Entering their own private room, Kruz undressed first in a locker room full of varnished metal closets, exposing his bumpy-scaled body with black cross-stitch patterns.

"Hey uh, we don't got any towelszh," Baldwin looked around.

"You get 'em after we're done," said Kruz, slipping off his pants with his hook, "the benches in the steam room are wooden, and the fabric from the towels make a perfect home for mold."

"Oof, damn," Roy followed after, sliding down his jeans, "makes sense ah guess."

"Yeah that's pretty normal," added FG, kicking off his own, "the spa I went to did the same, uhhh you guys coming?"

"We're good," Baldwin waved, "we'll juszht change over here."

"Oh come on, we have a bath in Lea Monde, you both seen my dick."

"That iszh true," Fayne nodded, "we had no problem then."

"Yeah but that waszh before we knew about-..."

Baldwin pursed his snout when he saw his leader slit his eyes, a snarl creeping over FG's face before the bangaa motioned his brother to the other side of the room. Kruz had a similar body to the bangaas in having a genital slit between his legs. In contrast, the two raptors had flaccid foreskinned cocks without any testes, as the brothers began to undress.

The cleric was somewhat skinny compared to his brother, limber with sturdy legs but lacking the upper arm strength his companions had. Much like Kruz, he also had a prosthetic extremity, a foot made of wood that clonked against the floor. Baldwin meanwhile flexed his chest, his strapping girth almost trying to intimidate the others as the bangaas exposed their slits, which made Kruz give a taunting whistle.

"Niiiice bods!" he nodded eagerly. "You boys got a gym in the cathedral?"

"Heh, nah," the warrior-monk tweaked his muscles, "I got theszhe from punching demonszh."

"W-well, not entirely," the bishop added, "Baldwin haszh a very active regimen around the rampartszh every morning."

"Like, the whole city?" FG smirked, putting his clothes in a locker.

"No no, juszht the cathedral."

"That's still pretty big!" Roy nodded approving. "Ah mean it's a GRAND cathedral, they don't call it that for nuthin'."

"Alright, so," Kruz stepped towards the spa, "steam room first, be pointless to get showered only to get all sweaty again."

"Yeah you would like that, wouldn't ya?" the brown raptor jostled him. "A room full of naked dudes all musky as fuck?"

"Well, yeah, but I'm not here fer me, that's why I suggest steam room first, cuz yanno, I'm nice like that."

"Hey I thought we'd be getting szheparate roomszh!" Baldwin snapped.

"It's fiiiine, we got the deluxe, there's plenty room to spread out, trust me!"

"I don't."

"Baldwin!" Fayne gasped. "Kruzh iszh being very kind to uszh, do not szhpoil thiszh."

"Ehhh, fine."

As they entered the steam room, a large rectangular room with tiered wooden seats round a crispy rock pond, the saurians savoured the heat-mist on their scales as they began to relax. Even Baldwin felt his muscles unclench, despite his mind being on high alert from the glistening male bodies.

As they sat themselves down, with the bangaas on one side and the rest on the other, Roy sighed with a gentle slump of his solid ebony body, his legs spread wide with a 6-inch flaccid member.

"Mmmmmm, damn, this shit already feelin' good."

"Kheheh, yeah," the kremling winked, "best thing in the world after a long month at sea."

"You smell sumthin'...sweet?" he sniffed the air.

"That's the herbs I requested, some aromatic stuff to unclog the mind."

"Huh!" FG sniffed in turn. "That's uhhh, that's anise and uh...chamomile?"

"Aye," Kruz slipped his hook round the raptor's shoulders, "seems Roy's got you beat downstairs too."

"Oh yeah?" the utahraptor winked with his blue-ringed eye. "Not disappointin' a few dozen pirates now, are ya FG?"

"Hah, nah," his friend leaned back into Kruz's embrace, "I can still take more guys than you, bigger dick or not."

"Fuck you, that ain't nuthin' to brag about!"

"Mmmmm, sounds like loser talk to me."

"I dunno," the kremling rubbed his chin, "Roy woulda been pretty popular back on the galleon."

"HIM?! Pffft no, Roy's straighter than a...than...than-"

"Y'all ever heard of a, ruler?" Roy smirked.

"I didn't wanna aim for the obvious, that's low-hanging fruit!"

"Isn't that thuh only fruit you can reach?"

The larger raptor taunted his friend with a hand measuring his height above him, causing FG to slap it away as he mock-ranted with him.

Meanwhile, the bangaas closed their eyes and laid back to try and relax, the herbs slipping through their nostrils to make them feel warm and cozy, a bright tingling delight creeping through their limbs. For once, Fayne managed to fully decompress, his mind untwisting from all the strife of his pilgrimage. A long, deep sigh emptied his lungs, before he felt something slap on top of his knees.

"Wha...what are you doing?"

"Szhoooo Fayne," Baldwin stretched his clawed feet on his brother's lap, "remember you szhaid you were gonna help me yeszhterday?"

"Aaaah...indeed," the priest nodded, "you do help me with my foot, therefore tiszh only appropriate."

"Thankszh bro," the monk wiggled his thick toes, "yer the beszht."

Fayne was no stranger to helping his sibling, since they always did everything together including baths and showers. Over the years he had learned all the most sensitive spots on Baldwin's body, as well as how to control himself at admiring his brother's form.

Many feelings welled up inside the cleric, from a long and complicated history that he tried to shut out the thoughts of in this moment. His slender fingers dug between the scaly toes, picking through old dirt and detritus in the webbed digits before pressing his thumbs on the sole.

"Mmmmmhhh...ohhh yeah," Baldwin sighed, flexing his toes, "you got szhome magic fingerszh on ya, bro."

"I am a Biszhop," he muttered, "twould be bad form if I had none."

"Guesszh that makesszh szhen-o-oh yeah, aah! Right there, fuck that'szh good-N-NNGH!"

"OH, szhorry, did that hurt?"

"Nah nah, ya got it, that part waszh gettin' real tenszhe."

"Hmhm, glad I could help."

With a cautious pressuring, Fayne squeezed along the fatty parts of the sole to smooth out the creases. The foot musk alone made him glad that the herbs helped cover it up, his brother's earthy scent always making him flustered enough to cause a swell in his slit. Baldwin leaned back further, loving the grind of his sibling's fingers that dug into all the right spots, and chipped at the micro-spasms in his flexing muscle.

Kruz took another deep breath, savouring the brief silence once FG and Roy finished their fake argument. The hot rocks sizzling filled their ears, as the kremling leaned upon FG's shoulder and started nuzzling his neck.

"You uh...you alright?" James asked, tensing up.

"Mmmmm just giving you a rub down," he stroked down the raptor's belly. "Glad you kept your body looking good."

"Hah, yeah...normally only Koopin does that, it feels nice."

"You feel nice too," Kruz pecked him on the cheek, "you don't mind, do you Roy?"

"Whut, naw," Roy shrugged, sitting further away, "long as you don't start just humpin' each other."

"Khah, no promises."

There was something off about the herbs, pondered FG as Kruz rubbed him down, but even with his trained nostrils he couldn't quite figure out what it was. That and the crocodile's distractions made it harder, his soft kisses and stroking fingers exciting him all the more.

Roy started to feel left out, and seeing his friend get slowly erect, he let his thoughts turn to a certain lady in his life. He rubbed down his washboard abs at the thought of meeting her again, his own twitching member starting to rise as he bit his lip, and tensed his knees.

But he was not the only straight to start feeling himself up. Baldwin began doing the same, feeling the sweat between his fingers and the steam kissing his scales. Fayne became more fascinated by his brother's feet, his eyes widening at the smooth-weathered soles coated in sand and dirt. Then he started to kiss them, a soft whispering breath to savour the earthy musk.

"Mmmmmhhhh," Baldwin moaned, "that'szh good, little bro."

"You don't...mind?" he asked.

"Nah...I truszht ya...damn thiszh feelszh really good, it makeszh me wanna..."

The older bangaa slid his hand down between his legs, fingering his crotch and opening the slit to reveal a pink sprout. Fayne gasped at the sight of him getting hard, but still rubbed and kissed over the feet, peppering them in smooches and breathing over the toes. Then, one of Baldwin's feet slipped down to Fayne's legs, surprising him with a gentle rub over his own slit which was already starting to spread.

"B-buh...Baldwin, what are you-"

"What?" the monk chuckled, trying to stroke him with his toes. "It'szh not gay, I'm juszht rubbing you like you're rubbing me, we're not like fucking or doing anything grosszh."

"That...t-true, but...aaaah...alright, I-i will not szhay no if you...want to."

Fayne started trembling in silent glee, to think that his brother would touch him like this. Something he had long suppressed, or at least tried to, as he stared in admiration at that rippling physique, and that gorgeous reptilian shaft sprouting ever thicker. He looked to the other three as if seeking permission, and watched Roy openly jerking off, whilst Kruz kept stroking down FG.

"Kheh, lookit that," the kremling muttered, "even the straights are getting into it."

"Mmmyeah?" the brown raptor grinned. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that you and I have a little fun...they can either join in, or go to the pool to cool down."

"Wh-wha, what do you," Fayne gasped, "what do you mean join in, o-oh goodnesszh Baldwin I-i think we are getting a little too-EEP!"

"Bro, come on," Baldwin sneered, pushing his foot in the cleric's face, "I don't care what they're doing, juszht keep working your fingerszh."

"Um...a-alright."

As Fayne pressed his thumbs against the fatty sole, Baldwin kept stroking him off with his other foot, and wrapped his toes round the emerging length to make him shiver. The older bangaa pumped himself, his member fully grown at a stubby 6 inches in pulsing pink splendour, which Fayne struggled hard not to stare at whist licking his lips, whilst his own much larger, much thicker 8 inches came free from his slit.

On the other side of the sauna, Roy was also fully hard at 8 inches, albeit with a thinner shaft than that of the bishop's. He dripped pre over his fingers and bit his teeth with a quiet grunt, trying his best to visualise his most beloved Lizbeth. A gorgeous, buxom mare with wide pale hips and a caramel coat, her long vanilla tail swishing so teasingly before him.

During this, Kruz started using his hook to jerk James off, rubbing down the meat with the soft curve in its centre, whilst his hand slipped between the raptor's legs.

"Haaah!" James bucked against the metal touch. "Ohhh fuck Kruz, ohhh you always remember the right spots."

"Yeah?" the kremling smooched him. "I definitely remember this one."

"N-NNNGH, HAAAH! Ohhh f-fuck, dude, aaah!"

The raptor felt a finger push in his tailhole, stuffing slowly to the knuckle and twisting round in his clenching walls, whilst the kremling skillfully teased the rim of his foreskin with the hook. Precum turned thick at the hint of danger, the metal hook's tipy plucking at his glans and carefully scraping the blunt side over his slit.

"Your friend looks like he needs a hand," Kruz muttered, looking at Baldwin, "or a mouth, maybe, I don't think he'll mind, he's practically leaking."

"Yeah but," FG groaned, "what about...m-mmmph!"

He gestured quietly to Roy beside him, whose eyes were closed as he spread his legs further into a more comfortable position. The sweet smell in the air was overwhelming, fogging their senses as Roy did not hear both of his friends sneak up on him. The black raptor felt someone lick over his cock, a hot breath exciting him with a glob of pre that was soon slurped up, before a mouth wrapped round the head.

"Ah dunno who's doin' it...but, m-mmmph, ah ain't gonna say stop...f-fuuuck."

Roy kept his eyes closed as he jerked away, whilst James went on all fours across the benches and kept quiet to let him fantasise of a woman sucking him off. The brown raptor swallowed a few inches of his nemesis, flicking his tongue round the glans as he hiked up his tail behind for Kruz. A scaled pair of cheeks and a dark pucker invited the kremling, the croc soon sliding his tongue across the taint with a deep moan.

Slowly, he pushed his tongue inside, suckling the bud before stuffing through to make James shiver on Roy's meat. The raptor in the middle didn't know what was hotter, being rimmed by his long-time friend or sucking off his straight buddy, but it made him pre onto the benches much thicker than before.

Fayne was growing incensed at the sight of his brother's dick, the pumping hand and rasping breaths filling his ears as Baldwin pushed his feet harder into the bishop. His face was smothered with earthy grit, his staff was stroked faster as he sucked stronger on the scaly toes. He tasted like warm leather, his tongue swirled around the digits with suckling pops before he dragged back down the sole.

Sometimes he pressed his snout between the toes, taking deep whiffs of the sandy musk before flicking his tongue across the webbing. The brothers gasped in excitement, with Baldwin sputtering pre so thick that it drenched down his legs, ever closer to his sibling.

"Mmmmmph, haaaah," the monk gulped, mid-stroke, "f-fuck, I gotta, bro, lemme try szhomething."

"Mmmm, whah?"

"C'mere," he motioned him to sit up, "I wanna feel thiszh."

Sitting up on the bench beside him, Fayne was curious what he wanted before Baldwin grabbed his head, and planted a kiss on his snout. The cleric almost yelped, shocked yet hoping it wasn't a dream when he felt his brother's tongue slip across his. He closed his eyes and let it happen as their tongues wrestled together, a slow yet passionate dance of thickening saliva.

Despite being the first male Baldwin kissed, he was surprised how similar it was to kissing a lady, despite the added grit of his foot musk in Fayne's palate giving an extra earthier taste. Their snouts locked together, with one head bent to the side, as their hands roved over each other's bodies.

"Mmmmhhhh...haaah," Fayne gasped, "B-b-baldwin...hohhh!"

"You taszhte good," he muttered, pulling back, "thought you'd taszhte like cock."

"Wh-whah, why would you-"

"Well cuzh, yer a guy, yanno...that'szh why them mollieszh like to kisszh each other, right?" The monk stroked down his back. "Watcha thinkin', bro?"

"I...I juszht," the cleric blushed, "I am juszht szho happy we could finally kisszh. I love you, Baldwin...I-i have always loved you, more than any brother szhould."

"Awww, yeah?" the older bangaa smooched him again. "How much ya love me?"

"M-more than...well..." he pointed to Kruz and FG, "if you will let me...szhow you."

"Heh, heh...for real?"

It was here that Fayne feared the worst, that he overstepped his limit. He knew Baldwin's issues, which confused him all the more as to why he was opening up like this. Was something in the air? Was this sauna enchanted? What if it wore off soon and he had ruined his brother's trust? But instead Baldwin smiled, in that terrible lustful way he only had when they planned to share a lady at the inn.

"You wanna szhow them mollieszh how we do it?"

"Wha-...HUH?!"

"I'm horny aszh fuck and szho are you, why szhould they get all the fun eh?"

"A-a-are you...szhertain that we -AAH!"

"Damn right I am," Baldwin slapped Fayne's ass before the two walked over. "Hey, Jameszh! You havin' too much fun over there an' my bro'szh getting jealosuzh!"

"I-i, I am?!"

"If you wanna fuck around in Ivaliszhe, you gonna get szhome prime bangaa dick before ya leave."

"Mmmmmhhh!" Kruz pulled free from James' ass. "Hear that, bud? The candy store's open!"

"Mmmmglrk!" the brown raptor pulled off of Roy. "Wait...YOU...you wanna do stuff with me, both of you?"

"W-well..." Fayne stuttered, rubbing his hands, "I have alwayszh wondered if...I know you szhaid before you had no want for me in a carnal faszhion but...waszh there ever a moment you conszhidered it with...the two of uszh?"

"Yanno." The raptor stood up and took their hands. "I didn't wanna scare your brother off but...I'm gonna need a bit more."

He brought them close to one bench, then had them both kneel before grabbing both their heads. His 7-inch cock pulsed free between them, as his smile grew seeing the lust in their eyes.

"If you two make me cum with just your mouths, I'll let you both fuck me. Brothers should always share, right?"

"Y-yeszh," mutttered Fayne, "that we szhould, what szhay you, Baldwin?"

"Don't szhee why not," the older brother panted, "damn what'szh with thiszh plaszhe, making your cock look real good fer how weird it iszh."

"I like your cocks too," said the raptor, flexing his, "now let's see what you got."

He watched the two bangaas come close, Baldwin a little more hesitant when the scent of cock slipped through his nostrils. But his arousal was too strong, too potent in overriding all his senses, as he slurped across the shaft with Fayne taking the other side.

Roy finally opened his eyes when he felt Kruz touching his abs. He stared down at the kremling who kissed over the washboard stomach, and nuzzled his way down to that pulsing meat. The last shred of his heterosexuality gave way easily as he shrugged.

"Alrigh' flyboy, go ahead. But ah hope you realise once you start tastin', you gonna wannit alllll thuh way insahd you."

"Mmmmm, I'm counting on it," Kruz gripped the base of the pole, "I'll be the first guy to ever taste you so I wanna savour it."

"Heh, damn straight."

"Nope, not anymore."

The raptor would have been offended, maybe worried by the implications if not for the fog of lust consuming their brains. He watched Kruz swallow the whole length, with an expert grace and a lack of gag reflex from many years of experience. The croc bobbed on the dick, panting at the sharp, spicy musk he tried to suck clean from the foreskin, whilst his hand rubbed along the toned belly.

The kremling slipped his tongue across every vein, tracing the map of Roy's lust who placed a hand on Kruz's head, watching him pump his snout and breathe hotly against his crotch. The raptor became more dominant, flexing his claws to grip tighter, and slowly push him to the hilt.

"NNNGH...fuck, you lahk that? You been waitin' for mah dick to be in you a good while, huh?"

"Gllrrk, mmhmm!" Kruz nodded eagerly.

"Then you better be a good-ass cocksucker to make me wanna stop lovin' pussy. You up for it?"

A devilish grin came from the kremling, who took this as a personal challenge. When he was allowed to pull off the fat dick, he slobbered across the shaft and blew hot air over the base, nuzzling between the legs before he teased at the tight heterosexual rump. Then he saw Roy grimace, felt his body tighten up as Kruz kept on kissing.

"I'll make you a better deal," said the croc. "I know you bottoming would be too much to ask but, you'd be surprised by the amount of straights who like to get rimmed. You musta had some fine lady out there who was kinky enough."

"Nnngh, w-well...ah admit Lizbeth an' me sorta...did stuff lahk that. You hungry fer my ass, you cum-guzzlin' bitch?"

"Ohhh I'd guzzle down every bit of you, you sexy beast."

The kremling ate out his second ass of the night, and his second raptor to boot as he heard Roy gasp with a shivering moan. He hadn't expected such an odd sensation to be so wonderful, that strange tickling of his muscular walls that were most definitely virgin. Kruz was hungry to eat more, as he lifted up Roy's legs to spread him wider.

The raptor obliged as the croc went in deeper, pumping his tongue like a dick to slurp across the thick anal folds. Roy was surprised at how deep he went, causing his prick to stiffen even more as he clenched his ass down on Kruz's tongue to suck him in.

"AHHH! Ohhhh f-fucking damn, dude. You uh, you really wanna fuck mah ass, or you just want mah dick up yours?"

"A cock your size?" Kruz popped out with a hefty lick. "I want that gutpuncher in me, come on. I bet you treat your ladies like precious little flowers, but me? I want you to break my ass like a real male, fucking ruin me like a good slut oughta be."

Whilst Roy was getting his first male pleasures, Baldwin and Fayne shared their leader's cock together. They lapped along the brown meat, the bishop more hungry than his brother who slowly but surely became more ravenous with each lick. FG smiled as he stroked their heads, watching the siblings share his member and lap up his pre.

Soon they reached the top, and without even realising, Baldwin started kissing his brother again. The cleric moaned and fell into his embrace, their tongues wrapping together with James' cock trapped between, causing him to shoot thicker spurts into their mouths. The brothers stroked each other during their kiss, sputtering more precim onto their feet before they pulled apart.

"Mmmhhh...szho, you get off on watching usszh kisszh?" Baldwin grined, stroking his brother's neck. "Typical molly. What elszhe ya think we can szhare?"

"Um...I-i am not szhure," Fayne blushed at the touch, "perhapszh...if we are good enough, we can make our leader cum, without even touching him."

"Ooooh, that szhound good to me."

"Alright then," James grinned wide, "challenge accepted...fuck you two are so hot like this."

True enough, the raptor sputtered thicker, whimpering when he saw Fayne lean up to take a daring lick across his chest, tasting the sweat and dragging his tongue up towards the nipple-less pectoral, that he sucked tenderly to make him shiver. Baldwin did the same, teasing his leader all the more with a numming slurp before taking James' hand, and guiding it to his own cock.

The raptor gladly jerked off the monk, feeling over the slick and slimy shaft, squeezing along and stroking the underbelly before he watched the brothers reach up to his face. Both of them kissed in front of them, then shared their spit with him in a hot dripping smooch, letting him taste their brotherly saliva in one sumptuous gulp.

FG throbbed with a shot of pre on himself, panting as he sucked their tongues deep as he could, and tasting his own cock within them. They pulled back with breathless pant, Baldwin still looking rather unfocused compared to Fayne's gleeful excitement.

"I have...found that," the bishop gulped, "there are many thingsszh that tasszhte better when I sszhare them with my brother...your cock will be no different, my dear leader."

"You gonna share my cum between you?" the raptor grinned. "I like good boys who play nice, especially if they wann share my body."

"Ohhh very much sszho...wouldn't you agree, Baldwin?"

"Fuck yeah we will."

Baldwin slipped back down to kiss the raptor's meat, his brother soon joining in another hot smooch of cock-sucking bliss. Their tongues wrapped together, the pulsing flesh of their clan leader squirting stronger in their throats, as the raptor groaned with gentle thrusts at their union, their brotherly love savouring his pulsing dick.

"Ohhhhh fffffuck yes...god that feels good, you two look much better with my cock in your mouth. D-dammit, aaah, god I'm almost there, n-nnnngh!"

It wasn't until Fayne slipped his tongue inside the foreskin that they felt the trembling shudder. Thick drops of sweat cascaded down on their heads, pouring off of James' body as he bunched up forwards and squeezed their heads closer.

"F-f-fuck, FUCK, AAAAH SHIT!"

When the velociraptor came, Fayne was the one to take it all as a sudden hunger overtook him. He dared not waste a single drop, nor did he swallow as his cheeks bulged out, despite the leader pushing his head down. Baldwin busied himself by sliding up towards the armpit, a sudden hunger for male musk incensing him as he slurped up the side and suckled the sweatiest part of the raptor's body.

James did not care where his tongue went, slithering across the bend of his arm and sucking at the muscular flex to savour the strongest sweat. He savoured that wondrous masculine salt, dragging his tongue with a firm scrape to drink everything he could, whilst the raptor filled his brother.

"NNNGH, haaah...f-fuck you little slut, you like that, huh?! Didn't know your brother was such a cockwhore, didn't you Baldwin?"

In the haze of his post-orgasm, the raptor did not notice Fayne moving up once he stopped cumming, to pull his brother close and kiss him once again. There James saw his cum being shared between them, luscious gulping sounds of thick drooling seed that dribbled down their chins. Baldwin did sneer at the salty taste, but his desire was too strong to push back against it, savouring the bishop's tongue that was sticky and white every time their mouths opened.

"Mmmmmhhh," the monk pulled back with drizzling chin, "well...that taszhted fuckin' weird, like licking a szhalt szhaker you dropped in the tub. Thiszh really what guyszh like you are into?!"

"Yep," James leaned back with his spent member. "But you liked it, right?"

"Ehhh...I've had worszhe, but we DID make ya cum, yeah?"

"Heheh, you sure did, what're you gonna do about it?"

"Well, I think we oughta teach our leader what a filthy little molly he really isszh...dontcha think, brother?"

"Ohhh...perhapsszh we sszhould," Fayne chuckled darkly, "what sszhay you, dear leader? Would you kindly get on your kneesszh and sszhow uszh how...ahem, filthy you truly are?"

The raptor chuckled at their dirty talk, too horny to be insulted as he watched Baldwin lay down on the floor, before Fayne gripped his brother's dick to help James slip himself down.

Whilst the brothers had been sharing James, Kruz turned himself round and lifted up his tail, splaid out on the benches to taunt Roy with his scaly copper rear. His muscular ring puckered up in waiting, teasing the utahraptor to come close.

"So you DO bottom, sumtimes?" Roy chuckled, walking up with swinging dick. "You sure FG ain't gonna get jealous?"

"Hey, s'not my fault he had the hottest piece of ass on the ship, that's why I usually topped him."

"Heh, alrigh'."

He slapped Kruz's ass hard enough to make it ripple, then lined up his staff towards the experienced pucker.

"You wannit, you asked for it, you fuckin' BITCH!"

"HAA-AAAARGGH!"

With a sudden devious lust, the utahraptor slammed his entire length deep into Kruz, punching his gut hard as promised to make him shudder right through and grind viciously on Kruz's prostate. But the kremling took it all without a problem, as he felt Roy grab his haunches and start furiously slamming his hole. His hips would flex with ruthless muscle, his raw muscle not letting up as he became ruthless, pounding hard enough to make deafening slaps that even the others could hear.

"F-FUUUCK, AAAH! OHH FUCK, YES, BREAK ME YOU BASTARD!"

He started pushing back to meet Roy's thrusts, growling at the mixture of slight pain and intense animalistic pleasure. The kremling came there and then, incensed by the orgy of lust and the sweltering mist of luscious male musk. Spattering the bench with a thick puddle, his cock remained hard and full at a swollen 9 inches, which included the fattening gourd-shaped base that pushed free from his scaled slit.

"A-AAAH, haaah!" Kruz gritted his teeth. "I bet, this...nnngh, f-fuck you fuck like a stallion!"

"Heh, that's whut Lizbeth tells me," Roy grinned with a secret chuckle, "I gotta please a big girl, who needs a lotta male to satisfy her, an' you gonna feel EVERY little bit of whut ah give her."

Roy leaned over the kremling, rubbing his bare chest against the soft bumpy back as his hips went down like a hammer, crashing like a meteor into the gator's rump with such force that it made his legs rattle. He was startled by such hunger, but at the same time he praised it for how much it made him whimper. His snout creased into a drunken grin, as he trembled from Roy's voice snarling in his ear.

"You lahk that, kremling boy? Cuz you ain't gonna rest 'til ahm done fillin' yo bitch ass."

"F-fuck, FUCK, ohhh shit, Roy please, p-please fuck me full, I wanna be your well-bred bitch!"

"Oh ahll breed you alright...now, moan lahk a good little mare, bitch."

His cock sputtered harder once again, a thick strand of precum drooling down to the mess underneath him. In haze-driven lust, he scooped up some of his milk and licked it clean, whilst clenching harder around Roy's meat. This sight alone of the croc eating his own cum, made Roy incensed with a sudden thrist as he lurched forwards to suck Kruz's fingers, slurping the jizz with a beastly panting.

His climax soon hit, and with a mighty bellow, he slammed to the very hilt with a pulsating cock and flooded the kremling's insides with his hearty thick semen. His black utahraptor cock sprayed all through the folds of Kruz's rear, drowning his prostate and filling out just enough, to drip white down between the scaly cheeks.

"MMMMPH...HAAAH! F-fuuuuck, god damn...aaah."

"Ohhhh...haaah," Kruz slumped in relief, "damn, your girlfriend is real lucky."

"Mmmhhh, yeah," Roy collapsed on top of him, "fuckin' damn yo' ass felt good though."

"Kheh, thanks...never had any complaints yet, I bet the same goes for that beautiful dick."

"Hah, c'mon dude I already nutted in you, don't gotta praise me more."

"No?" The croc turned his head. "How about this, then?"

He rolled onto his side and grabbed Roy's face, pulling him into a kiss that made the black raptor melt. A luscious tongue squirmed round his mouth, suckling inside his cheeks and feeding him the taste of his own cock. But the kremling had not yet cum from Roy's fucking, despite how hard his meaty shaft was pulsing underneath and grinding against the bench seats.

Whilst Roy savoured his first male, Baldwin would soon have his own when Fayne carefully aimed his brother's cock towards the raptor's lowering cheeks. James squatted down with a shuddering sigh, as his pucker opened up to swallow the straight bangaa's cock, giving Fayne a wondrous view of his leader spreading open.

"NNNGH, f-fucking, agh!" Baldwin hissed. "T-tighter than any...girl I had."

"Yeah, mmmph," James panted, "feels good, don't it? Aaah, almost...lemme just...yeaaaah."

Slowly he hilted down to the base, rubbing his ass on Baldwin's genital slit as he got himself comfy. His hands pressed upon the bangaa's chest, stroking his fingers along the pecs as he started riding him.

"Aaaah...haaah...tight enough for ya now?"

"Ohhh yeah," Baldwin smirked, "and it'szh about to get tighter."

The monk wrapped his arms around the raptor, pulling him down to press their sweating chests against each other, hot sticky liquids grinding against their scales as the dino felt something press at his rear. His eyes widened as he felt Fayne grab his cheeks, spread them wide, and slowly but surely stuff the tip of his cock, into the already-stuffed hole.

"A-AAAH! OHHH, sh-shit!"

Biting his fangs, FG resisted the burning twinge of his pucker spreading wider, the monk keeping him tight in his grip whilst the cleric stuffed further into his ass. Forming a sandwich between them, Baldwin and Fayne panted at the increasing tightness, their sceptres grinding together inside the meaty walls and causing James to wince with sputtering pre.

"F-fuuUUUCK! Haaah!" he shuddered. "G-god, I forgot how big your brother was."

"That you, h-have," Fayne snickered, "szhuch a filthy little molly, aren't you Jameszh?"

"Hah, AAAH!"

"Letting a monk and a biszhop ravage you like thiszh...but do not fear, haaah, we can szhertainly give you a good purifying with our uh...mmmph, szheptreszh of holy might."

"Hhhah, hahah," Baldwin tittered, "he makeszh a good cockszhleeve that'szh fer szhure, not a lotta girlszh wanna take uszh both in their cuntszh."

"Ahhh, well, until then," Fayne gripped the raptor's shoulders, "we have a very willing leader to help uszh here."

"MMMMPH, f-fuck, ohhh god you two are-NNNGH!"

James tightened up to squeeze both bangaas inside him. as the brothers started thrusting to soon grind against each other. Double spurts of hot white smeared FG's walls, as the raptor pushed back to make sure they could hilt him. Fayne trembled with joy at the clapping cheeks against his thighs, hunching over James' back to stare into Baldwin's eyes with growing lust.

The monk licked his lips and reached out to his sibling, pulling him close to share another kiss as they moved in unison. Baldwin felt the mixture of sweat and precum running down Fayne's body, trickling past James' tailhole and pooling in his own genital slit, a sweltering liquid heat that sloshed briefly around to make him shudder and close his eyes. His arms slid across Fayne's to keep him close, a dominant snarl creeping from Baldwin's throat as their tongues entwined in richer lust.

Once he pulled back, he started to bite James' neck with a primal instinct, a rasping moan as the three reptiles bucked against each other. The raptor's length grinded against Baldwin's abs, whilst Fayne's spear scraped between James' walls and his brother's shaft which rubbed harder against him. The bangaas timed their thrusts to soon alternate, one pulling back as the other pushed forwards for that extra sweet friction, sending vibrations deep through FG.

The raptor's breaths shuddered against Baldwin's teeth, the monk biting harder to pull at the skin as he picked up the pace to hammer him faster. James was shocked at how well-synchronised they were, the brothers understanding each other and knowing exactly when to time their thrusts to grind against the other, for the maximum amount of pleasure. Even their slits scraped together with a shuddering groan, that soon formed a stickying web of pre to fill the other's hole.

"AH! AAAAAH!" James shivered. "F-Fayne, Baldwin, fuck me! Fuck me like a girl-NNNRGH!"

The jaws tightened on his neck, not enough to choke but enough to make him submissive. The bangaas made a primal sound in their chests, resonating through their leader who whimpered louder in bliss. Their arms tightened around the raptor, their scaled copper muscles glistening like bronze with a sudden flex before they roared in climax.

The pumping double fountain of sweet scaly jizz flooded through James' insides, as he gasped with a quivering glee when he came in turn. His depths were smothered in luscious warmth, their incestuous cum mixing together and running over from his rear to drip hotly down on the floor. Fayne came harder than expected, the drenching of his brother's milk all over his cock making him stutter in euphoria, until he slumped on top of James.

"Hhhhhh...haaaah," the raptor sighed, "ohhh god you two feel so fucking good."

"Hmmmph...h-hah," Fayne gulped, nuzzling James' neck, "that felt...b-better than any lady we sszhared."

"Yeah," Baldwin wheezed, "no fuckin' kidding, you got an asszh made fer fucking."

"Heheh...wow," FG rolled his eyes, "finally a compliment, I'll take it either way."

"Yeah you sure did."

Kruz smiled as he watched the whole thing, pulling himself free from Roy's cock with a steady drip of cum drooling behind him. With one hand he gripped his throbbing gator meat, and pumped himself to the finish to spray his seed all over the threesome.

"HEY, what the fuck?!" Baldwin hissed.

"What, n-NNNGH! Haaah! Just a personal anointing into the order of gaydom."

"Yeah, you should be honoured," James joked, "not many folks get it personal from the cock-master himself."

"I-iszh...iszh that true?" Fayne muttered. "Be you part of a monaszhtic order?"

"No, Fayne it...whatever."

He rolled his eyes as kremling cum slithered down their faces, before the males all sat up beside each other, and curled up in each other's arms. The sweltering mist of the sauna contineud to fog their senses, as the heady sweet smell refused to leave them, despite their sexual ardour soon winding down.

"So...are we bi?" Roy shook his head. "Cuz ahm pretty sure we fucked each other's asses."

"Naaaah," Baldwin shook his head, "yanno what them mammalszh szhay? It'szh only gay if your ballszh are touching."

"KHAH, khahaha!" Kruz clapped his snout. "None of us even HAVE testicles you dumbass!"

"EXSZHACTLY, SZHEE, we're not gay, juszht we...fooled around!"

"You literally fucked my ass and sucked my dick," James snorted.

"Yeah, szho what?" the bangaa leaned back. "Szhtill like the ladieszh more."

"I waszh, um," Fayne sat up with a cough, "I-i waszh very glad to be part of it, thiszh szhauna be a miraculouszh parlor, w-we szhould return here again!"

"With Dahlia and Navarro?" James grinned wide. "I dunno what this place is doing to us but imagine what they'd be like."

"Navarro, horny?!" Roy scoffed a laugh. "C'mon guys, even ah know that ain't happening."

"Then call it an exszhperiment!" said the bishop. "Much like what we did, nothing proven but an opportunity to broaden our mindszh, am I not correct, dear brother?"

"Mmmmm...yeaaah," the monk shrugged, "it'szh like uhhh, you dunno if you hate broccoli until you tried it!"

"Or slobbered all over it like a molly," FG tented his hands, "but hey, yanno what, this was a good idea. Thanks Kruz."

"No prob, dude." The croc bumped fists. "Gods I missed this fun with you."

"Heh...I'm not telling Koopin about this."

"Ehh, I'm sure he'll understand."

They snuggled together for a few more minutes, letting all the sweat drip off their bodies a little longer before heading to the showers, and then to the pool to clean themselves off. Their time in the sauna would be a hazy memory, but for some strange reason, they felt a little closer to each other than before. Especially Baldwin, of whom he always now shared a little blushing look, towards his cleric brother.