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Lounging on the couch, shorts dropped to his ankles and shirt riding up his smooth, roundish belly. In one hand, his own hard cock. In the other, a handheld vibrator. The small light blue device was battery powered, with one ball on the end doing the vibrating. He had it on the lowest setting, running it up and down his length. He swirled it around his tip, loving the sensation of it against the underside of his glans. Then he'd slide it down, press it into the junction of his cock and balls. It felt good.

Ruslan let go of his cock and ran his hand through his rusty red fur. He moved the vibe around the tip of his free-hanging cock. He felt his urethral opening spread, and suddenly the vibrations electrified the nerve endings there. He watched in shock, unable to move as the vibrator sunk into his cock centimeter by centimeter, sliding out of his grip. He grit his teeth, feeling it travel deeper. By the time the thing was just about to slip away, he'd realized he should grab it.

His fingertips were no match. Oozing precum lubed up the smooth surface of the vibrator, and each grasp he attempted only managed to push it in further. There was no bulge, but a buzzing noise could be heard descending the shaft, the light blue sinking out of sight of his devouring tip. He watched with a mixture of fear and arousal, fingertips tracing the vibrator's path as it sank into him, until it travelled somewhere above his sac.

When it hit his prostate, he roared. Unstoppable, intimate pleasure rocked through him, hips rolling into the air. The core of his arousal blazed like fire, while pre and cum leaked out of his tip like a teapot; a very smooth pour.

And it didn't stop. He felt it push its way through his prostate in agonizing minute detail, squishing into the entrance of his sac. There was a short delay in the pleasure when it plopped through, noisily splashing into his right testicle. They were just barely visibly shaking, the toy inside frothing up the fresh load, and would do so until turned off or running out of juice. He groaned when it touched the interior sides of the sensitive organ, and hoped it ran out of juice soon. A few bubbles of pre dribbled out of his tip.

Balls clenching in a perpetual orgasm, leaving Ruslan breathless with each wave of pleasure. He tried flipping upside down: shoulders on the ground, waist propped against the couch, feet braced on the back. Trying to coax the vibrator out with gravity. He was only successful in soaking his gut with cum spewing from his tip.

As a last resort, he pulled out his phone. Tapped through the a hookup app on the first few profiles his eye caught. He wasn't picky this go around.

One showed up in less than half an hour. Ruslan lay on the couch when the doorbell rang, balls between his legs buzzing, his cock dribbling cum into the large puddle on his navel.

“Come in!" He shouted. He didn't trust his legs to hold his weight. Through the walkway, his hero appeared. A skinny bird fellow, some kind of hawk maybe, just in shorts and a loose-fitting shirt. Brown feathers, some red highlights, white around his face and all those details slowly becoming less relevant as Ruslan felt another half-orgasm roll up his proudly displayed cock.

Izan stared at the larger feline, specifically at the throbbing cock oozing fresh semen.

“Uhh…"

“Just get it out, will ya?" Ruslan pleaded. “There's a... vibrator in my balls. Reach in and get it, I can't turn it off. Please…" He trailed off into a moan.

In a moment, Izan's flushed face was in between Ruslan's legs, knelt in front of the couch. Foreplay was fun, but he didn't mind saving time and getting right to business. He felt up the big sac, noting right away the vibrating from inside. Ruslan moaned again, but Izan focused. He slid his other hand up the thick cock, about as large as his torso, to test the entrance. The tip spread easily, lubricated by sexual juices, allowing his fingers, even his entire hand inside the urethra.

“I think I can get it."

Ruslan responded with unintelligible groaning.

Slowly, not wanting to hurt the big cat, Izan watched his arm disappear as he pushed inside. Each throb pulling it in with some pressure, though no bulge showed where he was unless he pressed out the slick walls encased around his appendage. The tube lacked friction by any meaningful measure, allowing him to push all the way in up to his shoulder. But still, more tube remained before he got to the sac.

“This is gonna be a bit of a stretch, okay?"

“Mmmf, h'okay…"

Tucking his head into his shoulder, Izan slid his beak into the urethra. Inch by inch, the entrance spread over it, stretching to accommodate him. Every flex of the flesh around him quickened his pace, drawing the bird in, and making the tip stretch wider. The heat was more noticeable, spreading over his cheeks. He closed his eyes as they slipped inside, his head sliding in with a squelch. His hand, somewhere ahead of him, dipped around a bend and into a velvety organ. It was accompanied by movement and groans, and he felt a hand, or maybe two, lift his body up. He was suddenly descending much faster.

“Sorry little guy, I just… need…" Ruslan's tongue hung from his mouth, panting as he pushed his date down his dick.

Izan didn't struggle much, though he would've liked to have taken his shirt off. Behind him, he felt Ruslan's rough claws fumble around his shorts, sliding them off. Up ahead, his palms slid along the smooth, squishy prostate walls and through a tight sphincter. At last! Pushing through into the humid testicle, he began searching around, not finding even the walls until he sunk down enough to touch the pool of cum. And even then, still no vibrator.

His elbow slid through the sphincter, allowing him a much broader range of movement. He slid his hand around the testicle walls, splashing cum around but failing to find the device.

“I don't think it's in this one!" He tried to speak as loudly as he could, though his beak was pressed in from all sides and a layer of flesh separated the pair. With a sigh and a grunt, he was pulled back out. He tried to remain still as he was reversed along the tract, and then was pushed back in.

It actually took a few tries to get his hand to go down the right tube. Sleuced up and down, his feathers were thoroughly soaked in the man's juices. Angling his forward hand hoping it would go down the right tube, he determined it worked when he felt the pool of cum and found it to be quite frothy. With a blind search, his knuckles knocked against the vibrator, sending it a short distance away before its own vibrations made it travel back. The cum made it quite slippery, and he struggled to finally grab hold of it.

“Got it!" Izan said, slipping his thumb over the device and pressing the off button.

Ruslan sighed, the relief felt through his system now that the sensation of the vibrator was gone. His cock still flexed around its prey, wanting to drag it down and capture it. He could unclench his arms, and the bird would be swallowed down into his sac, filling it out nicely. He was already so deep.

His sac sloshed with the arrival of its heavy occupant, sagging it down and bulging it out. Izan's surprised gasp was gargled with cum, expecting freedom but receiving the confines of the big cat's big balls.

Ruslan watched with a sigh as the bird's feet disappeared into his tip, the bulge in his cock sinking down into his sac. It felt good, like receiving massage over a tenderized muscle. Coupled with the regular pleasure of having prey inside his sensitive bits. He spread his legs out and enjoyed the wiggling squirms and muffled noises Izan made, his cock throbbing in the air. A dollop of pre emerged from the tip, threatening to slide down the side.

“Consider this a 'thank you' for helping me out, cutie!" Ruslan rubbed a paw over his prey, pretty sure he felt him rub back. He wasn't cruel, he just wanted to have a little fun. He was reaching for the lube when the sound of the vibrator cut through his thoughts. Of course. The device was still inside him, now under the control of the prey he'd just taken. Fuck.

He lubed up his cock and got to pleasuring himself with haste. It wouldn't take long for the long strokes over his slickened cock to bring him close. The bird in his balls would make sure of that, assisted with the vibrator. Ruslan wouldn't bother savoring the weight or the squirms, he just wanted that vibrator out.

When his orgasm did wash over him, he felt his sac clench, balls rising up to his flexing taint. Their business was cum release, and they've just opened. He felt the pressure of Izan sliding back up his urethra before he saw the bulge. Each pulse pushing more and more of the bird out of his balls and towards freedom, the flow of cum stifled from the blockage.

For his part, Izan held the vibrator in front, Ruslan feeling it travel through his cock towards the tip. Just a little more, then it would be out, but then the peak of his orgasm passed. He squished his hands over his lubed cock, but the movements failed to bring Izan up and out, Izan squeezed back down into his sac.

The sensations didn't stop there. He clenched his toes, feeling a shock of pleasure as the vibrator passed his sensitive tip, floating on a bed of cum. The last shot of his orgasm. The cursed device fell to the floor with a wet thump, and his cock began to deflate, tired after a long night of constant work.

“Er… sorry about that bud…" He said with his ears folded back against his head. His ball bulged with Izan's struggle. “Don't worry I'll let you out in the morning. I just… can't get it up again now."

With his prey soothed, he got up and took a shower. He cleaned off the multiple loads of cum from his fur, and came out looking fresh and with an engorged sac.

The next morning, he woke up on his back with the covers off, his morning wood saluting him. He hummed, wrapping his hand around his shaft and stroking it slowly. The shuffling in his sac reminded him of the events of last night, his occupant waking up now.

“Let's get you out now." He cooed.

Deep in his balls, Izan signalled his agreement by stroking along the walls, adding his massage to Ruslan's pleasure. The feline's breath came faster, his tip leaking some pre. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the self-pleasuring sabre tooth tiger.

Soft skin on skin sounds filled the bedroom, his cock throbbed in his hand. His orgasm approached, and he moaned, letting it rush over him. Automatic processes took over: muscles all along his cock flexed to bring out the load in his testes.

The first shot of cum flew out the tip along with the shirt Izan was wearing. It fell to his left, and he didn't stop stroking. Ruslan grunted, and felt the bird's body flowing into his urethra, rising up his shaft, and then Izan's hands emerged from his tip. He grabbed his cum-slick prey, pulling him out while his shaft pulsed. Izan slid across Ruslan fur, the cool air greeting his body, until finally his feet slipped out of the tip.

Laying on the soft bed of the cat's chest, Izan caught his breath.

“Let's get you cleaned up, don't wanna let my cum crust your feathers, bud."

Izan let himself get carried into the shower, the warm water reminiscent of his time just a while ago. The big cat he was inside of tenderly scrubbing the cum from him until they both were rinsed off.

Ruslan rubbed the birds head feathers. “How does breakfast sound?"

THE END