The Lewd of Spyro - Chapter 3
“Spyro faces his greatest challenge yet: being sandwiched between the combined might of his two mentors.”
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**A The Legend of Spyro Fanfiction:
The Lewd of Spyro
Chapter 3**
_by RVasil
Commissioned by: Alex523_
Spyro never imagined he would be in the situation he was in but he wasn't one to complain. If anything, he wished it would never end. Every step Terrador took sent a wave of pleasure racing across his entire body. He would slide up and down Terrador's hard shaft, the never ending bouncing motion causing the dragon's cock to bump into his prostate again and again. The dragon was in a constant state of bliss, feeling his entire body spazz out almost uncontrollably. His own cock was making a mess of things. Being used like a literal cocksleeve was more than enough to throw him over the edge. The dragon spat out the pillow Terrador stuffed into his mouth and let out a long drawn out moan, ejaculating right then there. Spyro's white hot cum splattered across the ground, leaving a trail of white seed in the dead of the night.
“Terrador…don't…stop…"
Terrador didn't plan on it. It was admittedly difficult to focus with Spyro's ass clenching the way that it did on his cock. It took every fiber of self control and discipline in Terrador's body to not fuck Spyro right then and there. They both needed to make themselves scarce and while it was tempting to hide in the forest, he knew that it would be dangerous for them to roam around in the dark. That and he knew for sure that Ignitus would come looking for them.
Damn that Ignitus! Terrador thought. What on earth was that dragon doing up so late at night? The Fire Guardian ruined the festivities for the evening.
Terrador focused and realigned his thinking. No, Ignitus was just doing his job. Like he should have been. But he wasn't. Here he was fucking Spyro! Could you blame him though? Spyro was too hot to ignore. The time for justifying his actions was long gone however. Terrador was in the mess they were in and he needed to find a safe spot for him and Spyro to finish what they started. The dragon thought quickly. Which was proving to be difficult given how Spyro was milking him dry for all he was worth.
“Spyro, I'm going to need you to stop…" Terrador closed his eyes shut, feeling a wave of pleasure course through him. Spyro was bobbing up and down his cock, the dragon squeezing his knot. Terrador felt his cock throb, a healthy spurt of pre emptying itself into Spyro. It was beginning to get harder to think. Terrador let out a low groan. He kneaded the floor, the dirt beneath his paws giving way. He did his best to distract himself by thinking of a solution to their dilemma. His first obvious thought was to take Spyro to his quarters. But then he realized that the door to his balcony was locked. He could break it down but having to explain why it was broken to the other Guardians would bring on more questions than he wanted.
If he wanted to take Spyro to his room, he'd have to risk going through the temple halls. And Ignitus was out and about and the dragon wasn't keen on getting caught. Where could he cut through the temple and avoid using the halls? The answer was right in front of him: the Training Dojo!
With his next destination in mind, Terrador began to move forward. Spyro was practically there for the ride. He was allowed momentary respite when Terrador stopped to think. But now that he was moving again, Spyro's ass fucking continued. Each step was a world of pleasure. Despite the numbness coming his ass due to the treatment he'd been getting, the dragon wondered if he could have this be done to him on a daily basis.
Inside, Ignitus was roaming the halls. The Fire Guardian was alarmed. Where could Spyro have gone? Did something happen? It wasn't normal for Spyro to not be in his room this late at night. It was enough to remind Ignitus that he actually had an important responsibility that didn't involve fucking Spyro and that was actually watching over the young dragon. The dragon found it difficult to not think of the worst. Partially because he felt it was his fault. He was, quite literally, fucking around too much, and now something terrible might have happened. Ignitus only hoped he was wrong.
Ignitus inevitably found himself entering the Training Dojo, a fleeting thought telling him to check if the purple dragon was there. To his surprise, the dojo wasn't empty. Terrador was there, standing behind a waist high wall. The dragon was leaning forward, his eyes focused on the bricks that he no doubt summoned to be in that form. His arrival made Terrador's eyes dart towards him.
“Terrador."
“Yes, Ignitus? What is it?"
“Have you seen Spyro?" Ignitus pointedly asked. He had been looking for a while now and it was high time he brought in reinforcements. Spyro genuinely missing was a serious problem. “I've been looking everywhere for him."
Terrador paused for a moment. His eyes narrowed. “It's late at night, Ignitus. He's probably in his room sleeping."
That was perhaps the most bold faced lie Terrador had ever said in his entire life. It was difficult to lie to a trusted friend like Ignitus, but Terrador was willing to compromise his morals as he equally didn't want Ignitus to scold him for what he was doing. Just behind the convenient waist high wall that he managed to conjure in a brief moment of genius was the dragon Ignitus was looking for, Spyro. Spyro was still dangling from Terrador's throbbing cock, the dragon's knot refusing to deflate despite having ejaculated numerous times now and with another one threatening to blow at any moment. Spyro's ass clung to Terrador like a hungry whore, milking him empty and it took every ounce of concentration and discipline Terrador had in him to maintain his composure in front of Ignitus. But even a dragon as disciplined as he was had his limits.
“You think so?" Ignitus asked. “I checked there earlier and he wasn't there. That's why I started looking."
“Perhaps the young dragon wanted to…to…to go for a walk." Terrador opted to lean on the wall for support. Whether he was doing it consciously or not, Spyro was pressing himself against him, using the wall as leverage to grind his crotch against his. It sent a shiver down Terrador's spine, making the dragon's legs quake. Spyro felt Terrador's cock throb, eliciting the faintest of whimpers coming from his mouth. Spyro's entire body was perhaps half dragon cum at this point by the sheer amount Terrador had deposited in him. But the dragon was hungry for more.
Doing his best to remain steady, Terrador continued to talk. “Why are you looking for him anyway?" He sounded more annoyed than he wanted to be but given his current predicament it was appropriate.
“I'm worried. It's not like him to not be in his room this late in the evening." While that was true, it wasn't exactly the whole truth. Ignitus knew Spyro was smart enough to not go outside this late in the evening and he was well aware that the temple was perfectly safe and secure. If it weren't for his ulterior motives, Ignitus wouldn't have given Spyro's absence much thought. But he had other things on his mind. Mainly, sex was still on his brain and he was more interested in finding Spyro immediately to have the dragon help him with the aching in his loins the only way the purple dragon knew best.
“I'm sure he's…fine." Terrador was barely able to eke out the final word in that sentence. Spyro was squeezing as tightly as he could on his rod and it was pushing him ever so close to the edge. His legs trembled, his body shook. He could, no, he was going to cum at any second. He needed to himself just a little bit longer… “You worry too much Ignitus. You should get some rest."
Exhaustion from the day's activities, a tinge of worry, and sex on the brain dulled Ignitus's sensibilities enough for him to not notice how oddly Terrador was acting. Perhaps the dragon was right. He should get some rest. His loins, aching as they were, could be relieved by the next coming day that was right around the corner. “Perhaps you are right. I shall leave you to it." Ignitus was about to make his exit when a faint but familiar whimper made itself audible.
Multiple things happen right then and there.
Terrador released the moan he had been holding in for as long as he could. His entire body convulsed and he ended up grabbing onto the dirt wall he summoned for support as his lower half jettisoned shot after shot of white hot dragon seed deep into Spyro's bubbly ass. Spyro let out an equally long drawn out moan, his paws barely scratching the ground as Terrador's throbbing cock made him bob up and down the shaft once more. Terrador's control of his element wavered and it was then that the dirt wall faltered entirely. Right before Ignitus's eyes, the dirt wall fell to the wayside, revealing the debauchery the two dragons were engaging in. Terrador fell to the ground, bringing Spyro down along with him. The two looked clearly out of breath and Ignitus could see that Spyro was practically covered from head to toe in dragon spunk. With the wall gone, the smell permeated the room, and it became clear that both dragons reeked of the stench of sex.
Ignitus was speechless for the next solid minute or so at the sight before him.
It was amusingly Spyro that broke the awkward silence that hung in the air.
“Oh…hey Ignitus, you were looking for me?"
The question brought Ignitus back to reality. “What is going on here?" he asked out loud. Both Spyro and Terrador got to their feet, albeit on shaky legs as they were still recovering from what just transpired between them. Spyro let out a light groan as Terrador managed to finally slip out of him, Terrador's knot deflating just enough to release the purple dragon. Excess cum dripped out of the dragon's battered backside, making a mess on the floor. It was plainly obvious what was going on but Ignitus wanted to hear it directly from them.
It was Terrador who decided to answer bluntly. “We were fucking, Ignitus."
“I can see that," Ignitus answered. “Well, I'm glad that Spyro is at least safe." He cleared his throat. “I was worried for nothing. That said," his eyes darted towards Terrador and his expression shifted to that of a slight frown. “This behavior is a bit unbecoming, Terrador. You of all dragons should know that Spyro mustn't be disturbed. His training is very important after all."
“I'm not the only one fucking him, you know."
Ignitus saw Terrador look at him accusingly. “I beg your pardon? Are you insinuating that I've been fucking Spyro?"
Terrador stepped forward to close the distance between him and Ignitus. “Oh come off it, Ignitus. When I entered Spyro's room I could smell a distinct male scent. I didn't think of it much then but thinking about it now, I had smelled that scent before. It was you." He huffed. “Like I said, I'm not the only one fucking him. So don't go pretending that you're better than me. You're just as big of a horndog as I am."
“I…well, that's…" Ignitus stammered. Terrador was a dragon of a few words but he knew what to say and how to say it.
Spyro, knowing full well that everything was out there in the open now, decided to finally take charge and get what he wanted. He managed to sneak his way underneath the two larger dragons who were absorbed in their own argument to notice him. Spyro positioned himself beneath Ignitus whose shaft was slightly peeking out from beneath its slit. He clearly was aroused by the sight he saw earlier. With a grin on his face, Spyro stuck his tongue out and did what he knew best.
“T-that may be true," Ignitus answered. “But still, we must control ourselves…Spyro…" the dragon's sentence trailed as he felt a shiver travel across the entirety of his body. Both he and Terrador looked down to see Spyro was licking Ignitus's shaft that was now visibly inflating and throbbing in response to the attention it was getting from the purple dragon. It didn't take long for it to dribble in copious amounts.
Noticing that the two finally stopped talking, Spyro pried himself away from Ignitus's cock long enough to speak. “Are you two done arguing? Because I think I can still go for another round or two."
Terrador let out an amused snort. “Insatiable little whore, isn't he? I think I pumped five loads into him and he still wants more."
“Five?!" How Spyro wasn't bloated from all that dragon cum was something only the Ancestors could probably answer. Ignitus cleared his throat. “Who are we to deny Spyro what he asks of us?" Ignitus faced Spyro. “Are you ready for both of us, Spyro? We won't go easy on you."
Spyro grinned. He felt empowered knowing full well how riled up he got both the larger Guardians were. By now, Ignitus's cock had fully erected itself, bobbing freely in the air in time to the beat of the dragon's heart. Terrador's was much the same, having fully recovered from ejaculating earlier and was now ready for more action. Both cocks were primed and ready and were dripping pre onto the solid floor.
“Are you kidding? You have no idea how long I've dreamt of this."
Ignitus and Terrador looked at each other, an understanding being shared between both of them. They both nodded. “Do you mind if I take his ass?" Ignitus asked. “Not one bit," Terrador answered. “I've had my fun. I'll take his mouth."
Spyro soon found himself lying on the floor, raised ever so slightly off the ground by Terrador summoning a smooth slab of rock beneath him. He was on his back, with his legs dangling at the far end of the raised platform, spread as wide as he could to accommodate Ignitus's larger form. Ignitus and Terrador loomed over him, their bodies blocking the view of the ceiling above. Terrador raised the platform at just the right height so that his crotch was perfectly level with Spyro's. It gave the dragon a perfect view of the throbbing piece of meat accompanied by the heavy set of balls that seemingly contained infinite amounts of spunk.
Terrador reached downwards and playfully tapped Spyro's cheeks with his cumladen cock. He let the dragon take a whiff of it, giving him a tease of the piece of flesh that was going to go straight down his gullet. “Be a good dragon and say 'ahh'."
Spyro was more than happy to oblige. “Ahhhhh…"
As Terrador was filling Spyro's maw to the brim with his fat cock, Ignitus was making moves on Spyro's backside. The dragon took note of how rock hard Spyro was throughout all of this. It would seem the dragon enjoyed being used and treated like a cock sleeve. It seemed Spyro had a wild side that he embraced more fully than others. It was a thought that Ignitus found to his liking. Not wanting to disappoint, the dragon reached downwards and noted the bits of cum that were freely leaking out of Spyro's ass. Terrador wasn't exaggerating when he said he pumped the dragon full of five loads. If anything, he was understating the sheer volume of it.
“I hope he's not too loose for you," Terrador said, in response to seeing Ignitus push a curious finger through Spyro's ass. It slipped through with little to no resistance whatsoever.
“I'd say he's perfect," Ignitus answered. “If anything, it's like his ass was perfectly molded for our cocks!"
Hearing the two dragons speak so candidly about him in such a manner sent a shiver down Spyro's spine. It was everything he wanted to hear. Spyro continued servicing Terrador, spreading his mouth as far as he could to get more of the dragon's cock in him. But it was admittedly difficult. Thankfully, Terrador was more than happy to help as the dragon realized he was struggling. “Don't fret, Spyro. Let me help you." Terrador reached downwards and held Spyro's head in place with both of his large paws. Once it was fully secure, the dragon then began to slowly thrust his hips in and out. Spyro felt his throat burn but he didn't dare want it to stop. If anything, he wanted more. He reached out to hold Terrador's ass and gently pull him forward. Terrador snickered and got the message. “Alright then. I won't hold back in that case." With no hesitation, Terrador proceeded to fuck Spyro's mouth, a steady rhythm forming as his hips continued to rock back and forth.
At the other end, Ignitus was fucking Spyro's ass. His tongue was out and his face contorted to that of sheer bliss. Ancestors, he missed this so much. There was just something with the way Spyro's ass clung to his cock that kept him going back for more. He effectively matched Terrador's pace, both dragons going back and forth in unison so that Spyro was filled on either end in some form. Spyro's spitroasting continued with the dragon being in the center of attention. Spyro could barely see amidst the sweat, cum, and bodily fluids that were blocking his field of view. That and Terrador's heavy set of balls that kept colliding with his face whenever the dragon went as deep as he could. He was lost in the sea of pleasure, the sensations filling every corner of his mind the same way both dragons were filling every available space there was on either end.
And that space was shrinking with each passing second as both Terrador and Ignitus's knots began to make themselves more prominent to announce the very messy and climactic ending that was coming ever so closer with each powerful thrust. In his lust laden mind, Terrador began to thrust as hard as he could, all in an effort to jam the entirety of his cock, knot and all, as deep as he could inside Spyro's throat. Ignitus did the same, grunting heavily as he fucked Spyro's ass harder than he had ever done so before. Both dragons were ramming their hips into Spyro violently, forgetting that Spyro was even there to begin with. Both guardians were lost to their senses, only focusing on the sensations that were coursing through their veins. Spyro himself metaphorically clung on for dear life as he technically didn't have anything to hang on. The dragons above him were in full control and this thought alone was enough to send him over the edge. Spyro ejaculated unceremoniously, his moan being muffled by Terrador's large cock that inserted itself into and out of him relentlessly. Spyro's cock erupted, jets of cum sprayed so hard it almost splattered against the ceiling meters above him. It evidently fell back down, landing mostly on the two larger dragons. Some fell on Terrador's chest, the white fluid a stark contrast against the dragon's green scales. A select few fell back down on Spyro's neck as Terrador was leaning forward as much as he could to get his cock as deep as it could go. He was going balls deep with each thrust that his cock had a visible imprint on Spyro's throat.
It was Ignitus that came after. Spyro's ass clenched when he ejaculated, nearly pushing Ignitus out from the sheer force. The dragon didn't relent however, fighting back and burying his knot as deep as it could. Spyro's ass was spread as far as it could go before managing to take in Ignitus's knot. Ignitus's cock throbbed and his balls proceeded to empty themselves once more. Fresh white spunk shot out of him, filling Spyro's insides. Spyro felt the warmth radiating from his ass from the sheer volume of Ignitus's cum. Ignitus groaned, letting out a long drawn out moan as he rode out the orgasm that rocked his entire body. His eyes nearly threatened to roll towards the back of his skull.
Terrador was last. He fucked Spyro's mouth relentlessly to the point where his balls left a visible mark across Spyro's face. The dragon's ejaculation with a loud roar that seemingly shook the entire dojo. He shot his spunk deep down Spyro's gullet, threatening to drown Spyro if he didn't gulp it all down. The sheer volume of it was too much, forcing Terrador to pull out and spray the last few dribbles of it onto Spyro's face, effectively painting the dragon with his fresh spunk. All three were exhausted and spent, sweat dripping down the sides of their faces, lungs crying for air, and cum leaking out of Spyro's mouth. Ignitus was the first to move, pulling out unceremoniously. With a light tug, his knot popped out, followed by cum dripping freely from Spyro's ass.
Ignitus was leaning against the platform that Spyro was laying on. Terrador himself was taking a moment to collect himself. None of the three talked for a solid minute or so.
It was Spyro who broke the silence. He was able to find his voice despite the rough fucking he got from Terrador. “Ignitus, Terrador?"
It was Ignitus that responded. “Yes, Spyro?"
“Is it alright if we skip class for tomorrow? I just want to sleep in for a bit."
Now that the night's debauchery and festivities came to an end, the exhaustion was finally catching up to Spyro. The dragon could barely feel his ass, let alone his mouth. Everything both felt numb and a dull pain at the same time. He wanted to move from his position but found himself unable to do so. He just wanted to lay there and go sleep for an undetermined amount of time. Terrador and Ignitus could easily see this and shared a light laugh.
“I think you've earned it, Spyro," Ignitus answered.