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"This is a fun idea, sweetie." Apollo said as he squeezed his husband's hand. The large room was filled with other consenting adults engaging in similar activities than what the pair of birds were here for.

Zylen pulled Apollo close, kissing his husband deeply. He broke the kiss with a grin, "I'm glad you agree. Though the whole point of a swinger's convention is to see other people." The hybrid teased his lover, knowing he was just as eager to continue holding hands. Their relationship was strong enough to experience new things and come back to each other - they did that all the time in regards to their work at Andel's Handel. But this seemed somehow to be a more active way of exploring other sexual partners.

Apollo accepted the kiss eagerly, but when it was broken, he hugged Zylen closer and lowered his voice so that he was the only one that could hear him. "The only rule I have, is that no one gets you pregnant. That's my job."

"I'll remember that, love." Zylen leaned over and kissed the blue jay's cheek, leaving all of his love with the bird, feeling the hug around him get even tighter.

"Excuse us." Both birds turned to see a young couple smiling at them; a male bull and a female seal. "Your feathers are beautiful." The seal says as she gently touches Zylen's arms, feeling the softness of the well-kept plumage. "My boyfriend and I were wondering if we could borrow your blue jay for bit."

The bull was snorting as he looked the blue up and down, offering him a suave smirk, "My girl and I like watching each other have sex. We've never been with a blue jay before." The bull glanced over to the peacock and nodded, "We had a peacock last week, sorry bro. We might have scooped you both up otherwise."

"Well, that's a damn shame." Zylen retorted as he grinned and gently pushed his lover into the bull's arms. "Have fun, sweetheart. You can take our bedroom." The peacock turned and left, not fearing for his lover's safety at all with his access to magic. Apollo could get away if he wanted to, but from the blushing and the groping that was going on already it seemed the blue jay would have a good time. So, now the focus shifted into hunting down his own playmate. Our at least making himself presentable to those that were hunting him. He talked to a few people, mostly women coming up to stroke his soft feathers and ask if he was single.

It didn't take too much for another one to approach the bird, a tiger, carrying himself on an entirely different level. He was wearing a fine suit that was obviously tailored made, Zylen could tell if suits were hand crafted because of his own father being a tailor. The bright orange fur was broken by the black stripes as normal, but where other tiger's hosted white underbelly fur, this tiger had cerulean fur. The image of the soft blue against the blazing orange fur stunned Zylen for a moment, which was long enough for the feline to notice he was being stared at.

Having approached the avian with a fierce grin, the tiger now stood in front of the bird. "Hello. My name is Joaquin." The voice was deep and sultry, pulling all focus towards the speaker. But a few moments past with the neither speaking again. Joaquin smirked and leaned close to the bird, sliding his face seductively close to the smooth feathered neck and cheek, "This is where you tell me your name. And tell me how you've never done anything like this before. But we already know that you'd be lying."

"Do I... know you?" Zylen was shocked to hear that this tiger had seen right through him already. He must be a very perceptive male, one who wasn't pulling away from him yet. The tiger smelled of fine cologne - subtle and smooth - evoking just the right moods of wanting to get closer to the feline.

Joaquin noticed this and wrapped a hand around the bird's waist, pulling him closer and kissing the feathered neck. "No, you don't know me. But I know a fellow erotic performer when I see one. Shall we go back to your hotel room?"

"Yes." Zylen replied in a heated manner, suddenly overcome with a desire to get this tiger naked. He gasped as he remembered the couple that was with Apollo had taken him back to the room that he and the blue jay had bought. He blushed and lowered his head, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed. "Actually, could we go back to your room? My husband is already having some fun with another couple."

Joaquin grinned, "Oh I was going to take you to my room anyway. But it's good to know that you have a husband." The tiger kissed the beak gently, putting on the soft charm and taking the feathered hand and walking through the mingling area. It didn't take long for the pair to make it to the floor that the tiger's room was on. The elevator doors opening with the pair lost in momentary passion. The hot make out session had started as soon as they entered the elevator, Zylen was pressed up against the wall with Joaquin kissing him deeply. The tiger was definitely acting dominant and it was clear to Zylen that he'd be taking charge of whatever fun they were going to have. As usual though, the peacock was acting out, enjoying teasing his dominant partners so they would "put him in his place" when he was the submissive partner.

The elevators doors dinged a warning before they started closing again. This brought tiger's attention back and he swung his arm up to stop the door from closing. He grabbed the bird's shirt in his other hand and pulled him behind him out of the elevator. "Come on you. My room's not far." A few turns and hallways later, Joaquin used a keycard to open his hotel room door and gestured for Zylen to enter. The peacock did as he was instructed, walking inside the room with Joaquin following him in and locking the door behind them. "Get naked. Now."

The games were over... the fun was starting now... and apparently the tiger didn't want to wait any longer. Zylen looked around a bit and examined the modest décor with some bags in the corner, obviously the cat's belongings. A moment later, the peacock gasped as he was spun around to face the glaring tiger, ripping the bird back into the present moment. He stared at the calm but firm eyes of the tiger with Joaquin offering a slow smile and a firm tone, "I said get naked, you little slut."

The tiger was taking a risk with this tactic, but his guesses about people were usually on point. To his satisfaction, the peacock returned his dominance with a grin of his own, "Yes... master."

With those words spoken, the roles were set. Still the tiger smiled warmly at his new partner, "I won't go easy on you when we're playing, so the safe word is 'pineapple'."

"Oooooh..." Zylen giggled a bit, "I love pi-"

Joaquin grabbed the beak and cut off the words, still firmly glaring at the bird. "I won't tell you again." The tiger tugged on the shirt still covering the avian torso to bring the meaning of his threat to the forefront.

Not at all embarrassed to show off, the peacock lifted his shirt up and over his head. His tight agile body clearly on display now. He tossed the shirt away and smiled as he watched the tiger move to the bed and sit on the edge. The hungry dominant guy making Zylen feel horny as it was on him to reveal his body. He undid his pants and let them drop, showing that he was wearing a bright orange thong that stood out brilliantly from his blue feathers. Zylen turned around and swished his crocodile tail from side to side before lifting the appendage. He bent forward and pulled the garment down over his toned legs, grinning as he felt the eyes of this dom on him. He wondered what the tiger would do with him and felt excited to find out. He kicked the thong off and turned to face the tiger again - shocked to see the feline standing right behind him and was every bit as naked as he was.

"Good boy." Were the only words spoken as the tiger took control, turning and pushing the bird onto the bed. "Get on your hands and knees."

"Yes master." Zylen crawl up onto the bed; hands shoulder-length apart, knees set wider for both support and access, and his tail lifted to expose his private treasures.

"You've been under someone's paw before, haven't you?" Joaquin licked his lips as he wasted no more of their time. He leaned down and dragged his tongue up through the blue feathered valley, delighting in the shivers he felt against his muzzle. He also noticed that the bird was keeping his body completely still, aside from those involuntary trembles. This was practiced behavior, which made him grin enthusiastically. "Yeah, you know your positioning and everything. I hope I can satisfy this sexy body of yours."

"And here I thought, it was my job to satisfy you." Zylen giggled, then yelped as a firm swat to his ass brought him back into the submissive role. He lowered his head, "Sorry, master. May I have another?"

Joaquin smirked and smacked the other butt cheek, using all his strength to drive the peacock's body forward. To his amusement, immediately after the shock of the spank wore off, he witnessed the bird move right back into position awaiting more punishment or pleasure. "Beg for it, slut."

It? What was it? More spanks? The tiger's cock? What did he mean? Zylen had no idea, but he knew he had to say something. So, he let the stinging in butt cheeks guide his lusts, looking back at the tiger, "Please master, I enjoy the pain of a good spanking."

Joaquin grinned and used both hands to grab the feathered cheeks, rubbing them and squeezing them. The muscles there weren't densely packed like more muscular men, but there was definitely more meat there than most of the twinkish sluts he'd played with before. "Oh, I can do that."

Repositioning himself, the tiger got up on the large bed slightly behind and to the left. He pulled his hand up and pressed the other hand to the bird's back, forcing his upper body down. This made him readjust his knees to keep his butt high, a technique that once again is a learned one. Joaquin simply smirked and brought his hand down hard. The impact sent shivers up his own arm, pausing to experience the sensation and see whether the bird would stop him. When all he heard was the moaning from a satisfied sub, he brought his arm up again. The spanking was hot, even leaving his hand warm, but the blue feathered butt was blazing even more. He watched the bird squirming and wincing, but never once did he say the safe word... he never moved his butt away from the impacts of the firm hand.

"Oh, fuck yes! That's so good! Please more!" Zylen said, no longer wanting to tease the top, instead willing and ready to follow every command so long as he keeps giving him what he wanted. "You're so strong master! I can feel your spanks rattling my jaw."

"Is that so?" The tiger was proud of his own strength, and he really enjoyed finding a sub who could take his power and his sadistic urges. "I'm still gonna make you cry, bitch."

The spanking continued, with each strike giving the bird even more pain than the last one. And as much of a masochist as Zylen was, even he had a limit of how much of the searing scorching sting he could withstand. He was choking back whimpering moans as the spanking persisted, gripping the bedsheets and squirming even more under the assault.

"I have to admit; my hand is starting to hurt. But don't worry," Joaquin smirked as he stopped the spanking and heard a tiny sigh of relief from the bird. He walked over to his bags in the corner and pulled out a thick wooden paddle. Turning back towards the bed he grinned as he made a show of flipping the paddle so that his partner knew what was coming next. "I came prepared. And lucky you. You get to be the first one to feel the blistering kiss of Grand Slam this year."

As before, Joaquin pulled his arms back and swung hard. The sound of wood hitting flesh made the tiger beam with dominant amusement. However, he paused and waited to see if the bird was done. He watched the avian whimpering and gripping the bedsheets even tighter, his toes curled and his entire body shook from head to toe. But still, no resistance was offered and no safe word was uttered. In fact, he looked back at the tiger, his voice was sultry and low, "Why'd you... stop? You getting tired?"

"Back to teasing huh? I can fix that." Joaquin lifted the paddle again and sent it flying into the peacock's ass. The loud impact made the bird scream, but the spanking continued. The hard impacts shaking the tiger's arms and giving his muscles a good workout, paying careful attention to the avian and giving him small breaks that would permit him to say the safe word if he wanted to. But to his credit, the avian male was made of sturdy stuff, impressing Joaquin greatly that he hadn't broken yet. "Not so talkative now, are you?"

Another firm swat made Zylen almost pass out, his arms buckling under the thunderous assault. His butt cheeks and thighs were boiling now, throbbing and pulsing and begging for the pain to stop. He kept his breathing even and steady, calming his mind as the pain tried to force a reaction. The peacock remained in control of his body, however, enjoying the blazing agony of his backside. The white-hot flashes of pain bubbled over his backside like lava had dripped over his butt.

Seeing the peacock taking such a brutal beating was really setting Joaquin's motor to the redline. He enjoyed a good sub that could take a hard paddling and this bird was not only taking one but coming back for more after each strike. He growled nearing the end of the strength in his arms, his mind a blaze with his dominant lusts and burning in an arousing fire. He always got hard seeing and hearing a cute sub getting spanked so there was no question he was hard and throbbing now. He growled louder and tossed the paddle away, yanking hard on the scaled crocodile tail and making the sub yelp in surprise. But that yelp turned quickly into a moan as the tiger mounted the hot bird. His thrusts were equally as unforgiving as his paddle swings, though the peacock was still feeling his hot stinging ass getting pounded. "You're loving this aren't you bitch? The hot savage heat of submitting to a real dom?"

For once, Zylen was at a loss for words. He couldn't do much other than moan after each sweltering impact of that furry crotch colliding with his stinging rump. The heat in his cheeks and the heat in his hole wasn't diminishing the pleasure at all. So, he found himself moaning as he was inundated with a cacophonic mix of opposing sensations that mingled in mind and left him helpless and hazy. "Y... yes... mas... ter..."

Despite the fact that his mind was gone, his body knew what to do in this moment. He pushed back eagerly into the firm thrusts, clenching his ass tight whenever the dom tiger pulled back out of him. This gave the tiger even more pleasure when he pushed back in but made it so Zylen felt the pain of being pounded wide open. This was not normal behavior and was more learned behavior of an experienced submissive. Zylen peeked at the tiger over his shoulder, the feline had a smile on his face while pounding into him. It made him happy to see the tiger enjoying himself so much. Zylen continued his rhythmic clenching and riding of the feline cock. He suddenly jumped up against the muscled furry chest as he felt the feline barb's flare out and carve ruts into his sensitive flesh. The tumultuous mounting made both men moan and grunt and groan and wince; everything hot sex between hungry men should have. The sheer masculine energies in the room seemingly combined with the scent of their musk and created a miasma that left them both unable to stop until their red haze was lifted.

The hot sounds of their bodies colliding added even more to the scene for them. The men were greedily gorging themselves on the pleasure of each other's bodies. The rise towards their climax was getting faster the more they used one another. For Joaquin, all he was getting was pleasure and watching the avian body under him tremble and squirm on his dick was making him even harder. His throbbing cock was pulsing even more now, increasing with his heart beat. The percussion of the sexual collision only making him moan louder to match the drum beat of the hot sex. The tiger gripped the feathered shoulders, pulling on them to get himself in deeper and harder into that vice-like hole that was so expertly milking his dick.

Zylen's beak hung open with his tongue hanging out, hot ragged breaths dropping from his open maw. His body was shaking and shivering while riding that hard cock, using the bed to push himself harder back onto it and get it in him deeper. His wings fluttered and flared wide, unable to contain how aroused he was, Zylen let his feathers fly. The raw physical manly power of the sex he was experiencing was what was making this session so hot. It was just two men who didn't know each other having some hot raw sex and it felt incredible to let himself that way. He leaned his head back onto the tiger's shoulders, feeling like he would bust his nut with at any moment. This was always the hardest part... deep in the center of the throbbing hurricane of physical pleasure that pulled you in every direction except the one that would lead you to your climax - leaving you to boil in the sex stew of arousal and precum.

However, the wait wasn't a long one as the tiger relentlessly hammered his cock into the bird like it was a railroad spike. He was grunting and growling in a primal display of dominance and sexual tension - caught between wanting to get to his climax and make these pleasures last forever. Zylen gasped and moaned a loud and long moan, riding his orgasm as hard as he was riding that thick cock inside him. His own cock was spewing a wave of hot cum all over the bedsheets underneath him, but he didn't care now. He had gotten his climax. He gripped the sides of the bed, and arched his back, lifting his butt up higher and ramming backwards with the express purpose of getting the tiger off as fast as possible. Joaquin wasn't expecting this move from a sub... at least not a pure sub... so then he knew that the peacock was a switch. But that was the last thought he had before descending into the bubbling pool of his climax, electric surges sliding over his body. He twitched and convulsed before roaring to the ceiling in sexual triumph as he arrived at his own climax.

The dominant tiger pushed his cock all the way into the ruined ass, holding himself in side as his large nuts emptied their warm gooey contents inside. His roar softened into a growl, which in turn softened into a moan as surfed the wave of his orgasm into the warm comfort of the afterglow that followed. He pushed Zylen down onto the bed, grinning as the bird gasped as the cool cum on the bedsheets kissed his crotch. The tiger laid on top of the bird for a few minutes, both men enjoying the hot sex they had just shared.

"That was great." Joaquin breathed out in a satisfied and seductive tone, "You're very experienced."

Zylen smiled with a soft blush as the tiger gently brushed some of his white hair from his face, "Well, I wouldn't run a good brothel if I wasn't."

"A... brothel?" The tiger grinned again, his cock swelling back up with arousal that wasn't natural. He looked down and then looked back at the peacock who only a offered a grin. "What kind of brothel?"

Zylen lifted his hand and blue smoke rose from his flesh like fire, but there was no heat. "A magic one. And you Joaquin, have interested me greatly. So, I hope you don't mind if we go for a few more rounds."

With his arousal returned full force and his cock begging for release again, the tiger was scarcely in a position to say 'no". Though, even if he could, he didn't think he would. The sex had been so good and that was without the addition of this magic. He gripped the peacock's shoulders again, driving his hips back up to speed, no longer concerned with the conquests he might've found in this swinger's convention. The room once again filled with the sights, sounds, and smells of hot man sex, leaving both men to enjoy each other's bodies over the next few hours.

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