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Our return to the Rito village took the both of us longer than we had originally planned. Given that Tulin and I took almost every opportunity to sneak off down every cave, or dive into almost every bush, to get some 'alone' time. We try our best not to draw too much attention while we do our activities. One or two of them ended up including a third party, to 'keep things between us'. Although, neither Tulin nor I complained.

As we cross over the bridge to the village, Tulin manages to subtly grab my backside, licking his beak as he does so. I can't help but blush at this, ruffling his head feathers in return, knowing what the young Rito had in mind when we get to his room. But before we can even get to the main rock tower, in which the main Rito village consists of, we're met by the flapping of wings. Teba lands down in front of the two of us, a stern look across his brow. He crosses his wings across his chest, tapping a feather on his arm, as if he's expecting something from us. Tulin and I look at each other sideways, before looking back at Teba.

“A week..." The older Rito says, his tone holding back anger. “You were gone, for a week..."

“H-hey dad..." Tulin responds, voice low, almost having shame.

“Do you know how much trouble you two are in?!" Teba continues, finally letting out some of the anger. “We sent a search party!"

“We were busy..."

“Doing. What?"

“Uhhh..." Tulin stops for a moment, glancing at me. “R-research..."

“Research?" Teba generally looks perplexed at his son's response, putting a pair of feathers against his forehead for a second. The anger seems to be gone, replaced with frustration. “And what, may I ask? Were you researching?"

“Rito/Hylian biology..."

“And why did you do this... 'research', at the hot springs? Out of sight of the search party?"

“P-privacy..."

Teba lets out a small grunt, narrowing his eyes as he looks at me. “The both of you, Chief's room, right now."

With this, he turns around, and starts to walk up the bridge, heading back to the Rito village. Both Tulin and I look at each other, fear clear on the young bird's face. “He's... he's never been angry at me before..."

I give a small glance to Teba, before turning towards Tulin, squatting down a little to get on eye level with him. He takes the opportunity and wraps his wings around my neck, hugging me tightly. It feels a little weird for him to give such a public display of affection, but it's one I return in kind, hugging his smaller frame. He burrows his beak into my neck, whimpering a little. I move my hands to his shoulders, my arms wrapped around his back, trying to comfort him as best I can.

“He's... h-he's never looked that... disappointed in me before..." He sniffles into my side, keeping himself tight against my chest.

I try my best to reassure him, even as one of the bridge guards patrols past the both of us. Thankfully he keeps to his duties, barely giving us more than a glance before continuing on. It takes a minute or two, but Tulin pulls back from the hug, small tears still in his eyes. I wipe them away softly and give him a kiss on his forehead, being met with a kiss on the lips.

Tulin presses beak against my lips lovingly, his tongue moving into my mouth, his wings wrap around my shoulders. I return the favour to him, feeling a little bit awkward at having him go from worried to passionate like this. But I won't stop him from reacting however he wants to this. Pulling back from the kiss, pressing his forehead against mine, his brilliantly blue eyes focused on mine.

“Stay with me, won't you?" He asks, momentarily showing his insecurities.

I give him a small smile, before nodding slightly, keeping our foreheads pressed firmly together. Tulin takes a moment, breathing in deeply, holding it in for a second before letting it out. I wait for him to respond, letting him take the lead on how we respond now. He pulls away slightly, offering his wing as he does so. With a small smile, I standing up straight, taking his wing in my hand, starting our walk up to the Teba's new room. Once we get there, we find the older Rito sitting on a pair of pillows. Seemingly less frustrated than before, but still giving the both of us a hard stare.

“Becoming chief..." Teba starts. “Has took a lot of my attention."

Tulin doesn't respond to this, his feet claws scraping slightly, showing his nervousness.

Looking up at the both of us, Teba continues. “I understand... you're growing up. But as son of the Rito Chief, you have to let people know if you're delayed. No matter what keeps you."

“But..." Tulin starts. “We were just conducting research..."

“I know exactly the type of 'research' the both of you were conducting." Tulin responds, his brow furrowing. He seems to take a moment or two to think, before he speaks again, looking at me. “If you really want to 'conduct research', who's better to ask?"

“Wh-wha-?"

Teba stands up from the pillows, walking over to the both of us. “I was thinking, if you're going to go with 'research', to cover up your little rendezvous, then why can't I? Well, at least I'll pretend to actually reach you a couple of things while I do it."

Teba slowly begins to remove his clothing, starting from his feathered shoulder guards, moving down his body. Tulin blushes deeply, taking a step back as he looks away, then to me, and then back to his father, not knowing where to keep his gaze. The younger bird's mind seems to short-circuit at the situation that is unfolding in front of us.

“I believe Rito have a more... open idea of relationships than Hylian's. And Saki has been taken care of, while I've been busy in my duties." Teba explains, before he stops for a moment, his winged hands coming to his crotch covering, looking up at both Tulin and I. “But... I have not been able to take such liberties. Unlike the both of you."

As the large bird pulls the cloths down his hips, revealing his feathered privates, which cover most of his slit. I blush at this, similar to Tulin, looking away.

“I've had to be cunning to take some time for myself, whenever I can, this is to be considered a... learning experience between species. Understood? But this time, don't make it obvious next time."

Taking a moment, I realise I can't really say no to Teba. Being the chief and all. He could now get away with using his position for a bit of release, calling it 'building relations'. I look back at the now nude bird, nodding slightly as he kicks his clothes away. Once I respond to him, the tall avian looks to his son, raising his hand, signalling the young bird to come closer with a finger. Tulin blushes even deeper, but he does as his father wordlessly tells him, his claws 'clicking' against the wooden floor, as he walks up to Teba.

The chief kneels down to his son, coming to eye-level with him, placing a hand onto his cheek as his voice becomes barely more than a whisper. “You have your mother's beauty..."

Tulin pulls back barely a centimetre as his father's head closes the distance between them, kissing him fully on the beak. It's quite a passionate kiss, or at least passionate for Teba, filled with small movements and tender shifts. For a moment, I almost swear I hear the older bird moan out. Tulin's frozen for a moment. But after a few seconds, he half melts into the kiss, closing his eyes as their beaks move slickly over each other's. The kiss doesn't last more than a minute, but both birds pull away, huffing softly.

Teba looks over to me for a second, focusing back onto Tulin, standing back up fully. Only now do I realise that he's half erect, his whole length already slid out of his slit, but not really 'hard' hard. Even then, he's got to be a good foot long, a pearly orb of pre at his tip. His length has a thick base, that slowly thins with every centimetre, until the tip that bulges out slightly at a head. It's slightly featureless as far as non-Hylian shafts go, but still quite desirable. Eyeing his father's cock, Tulin moves his beak against the length, blushing ever deeper as he takes a loud sniff. Looking back at me, Teba pats his son's head reassuringly, receiving another intake of breath across his length.

“So, 'researching Rito biology'?" Teba asks, his steely eyes examining me slowly, before he raises a finger and signals for me to come closer.

With a sideways look and a hesitant grunt, I do as the older Rito tells me, quickly getting to the two of them. The Rito chief moves his hands to his son's backside, removing his garments to reveal the youngling's backside, before raising his tail feathers.

“A Rito's posterior is sensitive, due to being the area least affected by wind and gales while flying. Take advantage of that." Teba tells me, his brows serious within the explanation.

I raise an eyebrow at him, before the Rito moves a finger to his beak, pointing specifically at his own tongue.

“The rump is a good place to start," Teba continues, moving his finger down to Tulin's slit. “But the genital slit can actually... extend a little more than you might think. Some Rito males like to explore such things."

Taking the hint, I move down onto my knees, looking back up a Teba for a moment, before focusing back onto Tulin's backside. Moving forward, I plant my face in between his butt cheeks, inhaling deeply through my nose. His lavender scent is as divine as ever, almost feeling as though it's filling every part of my insides. Repeating this action, I part the young Rito's tail feathers as his father straightens back up, allowing me to watch Tulin as he sniffs the lengthy cock.

“L-Link... my m-mind's getting... all foggy..." Tulin says, slowly his beak running along his father's length, before getting to the tip. Once there, Teba grabs onto his head feathers, guiding his son's beak onto his cock. The moment that Tulin's beak is on his length, the older Rito slides him down, shoving his cock into his son's mouth. A slight gagging sound comes from the young bird's throat as his father's cock hits the back of it.

“Mmmph," Teba moans out a little. “That's the spot... good boy..."

Moving a little deeper into the cleft of Tulin's rear, I begin to lick up from the top of his slit, to the base of his tail feathers. Making sure to get every bit of his rump I could. I want nothing more than to completely taste him, to know every single spiced crevice of him. Every other lick of his backside, I dig my tongue down into his anus, burrowing as far as I can. Each time I do, I make sure to intake a breath against the base of his tail feathers.

Seconds tick by quickly, turning into minutes, before I pull away from the bird's feathery behind. Getting a slightly better view of the action, I move my hand to Tulin's slit, dipping a couple fingers into his warmth. I feel his length caught on the internal side of his genital slit. My digits making contact with his trapped length seems to make the young Rito a little more into the blowjob, actively working on his own. Slightly at first, though. Slowly coming back to the reality of the situation.

Looking up at Teba, he's fully focused on Tulin, slowly thrusting down into the Rito's throat, about half of his length disappearing into his gullet. Watching him work his son makes me a little hot under the collar. Taking a moment to straighten up, I pull my digits from the Rito's slit, opening up the front of my trousers. With a small huff, I let my erect cock out into the cool air, the musk almost coming off of my lengths in seamy clouds.

My free hand goes to the young bird's behind, spreading a butt cheek slightly, giving me a good view of his holes. I line myself up with the Rito's slight, feeling the heat roll off of his genital hole. My tip presses up to his slit, feeling a small amount of resistance before my cock head pushes into his tight hole. Tulin moans around his father's cock as I thrust into his genital confines, feeling his length press firmly against the side of mine.

While it's tighter than pretty much anything I've felt before, it certainly feels amazing. Mixing with the slight feeling of taboo-ness that comes from being with the young Rito, mixing with the incestuous act happening in front of me. I can't keep the moans from escaping my lips, pushing further into Tulin's slit, barely able to get my whole length into him. Once I do though, I begin to rhythmically thrust back and fourth into him, making sure to grind up against his length. This makes the bird moan out around his father's cock.

“Good boy..." Teba moans out as he pushes himself deeper into the younger Rito's throat, almost bottoming out himself. Giving the bird a few more thrusts, Teba pulls out with a small growl. Grabbing Tulin's shoulders, he straightens the young Rito up, half bringing me up with him. With my chest against the bird's back, his feathers ruffle against my clothes as his father steps forward. Grabbing Tulin's legs, Teba pulls him up, and off of me, my length making a wet 'plop' as it's pulled out. “I'll take it from here."

“F-father...?" Tulin asks as he's carried to a pair of pillows, in which his father sits down on, being cradling on his father's thighs, letting out a small huff once planted.

“Hush..." Teba responds, shifting the smaller Rito on his lap, bringing him up so that his slit is aimed right at his father's cock tip. The moment that the two make contact, Teba slides his son down into his length, spreading his slit open. I move closer to the two as Tulin lets out a loud sqwark, his wings wrapping halfway around his father's midsection, his face burying itself into his chest plumage. The Rito chief looks up at me for a moment, before letting out a small grunt.

I let out a small grunt as I sit in between Teba's legs, I shift mine on top of his. Mirroring his position, but aimed towards Tulin's back, rather than his front. Bringing myself closer to the two birds, I aim my length at the younger Rito's backside. But with the slight size difference between the older bird and I, when Tulin is brought down, only about half of my length slips into his backside. With a small groan, I plant my feet next to Teba's body, with my hands on the outer sides of his legs, lifting my hips up slightly, allowing more of my length into his bowels.

Tulin calls out with lustful, wordless moans, pulling his face out of his father's plumage just enough to vocalise his pleasure. His beak clenches for a few seconds, before opening it up to let out a bird-call. It's more musically inclined than I expected from a male Rito, knowing that the men of the village typically aren't given training in such things. It's a rather cute noise to hear from the young bird, and I'm tempted to get him to make the sound again.

Teba looks over his son's shoulder and raises an eyebrow. With a small grin, I give him a nod, thrusting harder up into Tulin. This makes the younger bird call out again, but not quite in that bird-like tone of before. His father grips his midsection, hands just under his armpits, shoving him down onto his length. There's no remorse in the act; it's rough, hard, and animalistic in nature. At this, I don't even need to thrust up into the Rito's backside as he's brought up and down onto his father's length.

“D-dad! S-s-so r-rough..." Tulin manages to say in between feral calls of pleasure, his body trembling even more than his voice. His wing go to his lower abdomen, his head tilting down just enough to look at his slit. “T-too... f-full..."

“Be a g-good Rito..." Teba half growls, staring intently into his son's eyes. “And-fuck! Take it..."

It feels a little weird to hear the older Rito be so vocal, at least when it comes to something this primal. But I'm not one for trying to limit him. Maybe having a go at his own son's body gets him going? I mean, Tulin is definitely an attractive bird. Taking a moment to just lay back, I admire the Rito's form, the way his body moves, how he takes us so gracefully. Letting out my breath in slow huffs, I can't help but bite my lower lip, the tightness and warmth that he definitely uses to his advantage. The way he clamps down on me, angling his hips, shaking his backside side to side in rhythmical motions.

Teba moves his son faster and harder, his voice becoming nothing more than growls and grunts. Deep and guttural sounds from his chest, eyes piercing into his son's face from what I can see. I can only imagine what it's like to be in his position, being fully inside of his son's slit. He must be wanting to make the most of it, even if that's just watching every wave of pleasure that washes over the young Rito's face.

My own orgasm is drawing closer as Tulin's body becomes slightly rigid, as if waves of pleasure runs through his body. He must be close too, very close if I were to hazard a guess. The older Rito notices this too, his hands gripping his sides tighter, pulling him down onto our cocks even faster, even harder somehow.

“O-oh g-god... d-d-dad... you're... gonna... m-make-ah! Make me... g-g-gale..." Tulin manages to say between sqwarks and huffs, his head falling back as he finally lets out a loud call. It's a feral, purely bird-like sound. His ass starts to really clamp down on my length as he orgasms, his clawed feet grasping out into thin air, as though he's trying to grab onto purchase.

With his father's length firmly planted inside his slit, I half wonder exactly how he'd 'expel'. Until I feel warm liquid pour down onto my length, lubing me up when I slide back into his ass. Realising that he's probably just about able to shoot from inside his own slit, coming out in small arches. The young bird continues to shake and tremble, before he goes somewhat limp. Not full on flaccid, but definitely barely able to hold himself up.

Teba wraps one wing around his son's back, with the other going around his neck, semi-cradling him. Continuing to thrust the young Rito downwards onto his length, going full force on the small bird. This makes me call out, feeling my own orgasm bubble over, gripping the ground tightly. My balls pulling up against my taint, I huff and gasp as I shoot wad upon wad of jizz into the young Rito. Cumming into Tulin is unlike other experiences I've had before, having a feathery posterior certainly adding to it. Adding a slight padding to every downwards motion of the bird's backside.

I slowly move back from the two Rito, actively sitting with my legs laying between Teba's. I watch as the older bird thrust himself into his son harder and rougher, letting out deep growls from deep inside of his chest, groaning out his pleasure. Tulin shifts forward to rest his head onto his father's shoulder, grabbing onto either side of his neck for support. Moaning out deeply, the chief slams his son's body down, grinding his entire shaft into the warm slit. He continues to give small thrusts into the hotness, more drops of pearly cum flows down between the younger Rito's legs.

“Nnng! Mmmph... f-fuck!" Teba growls, the flow of jizz increasing from Tulin's slit, only having so much space to fill before escaping.

With a small smile, I can only watch as the two birds huff and groan in exhaustion. A minute or so passes, as the younger bird is kept on his father's length, seed spewing heavily from in between his legs. But after a bit, the older Rito pulls his son up, length pulled out before being bathed in stored cream. He places Tulin down into the pool of seed between him and I, Tulin's side resting on the white covered wood, receiving a small groan from the smaller Rito. Shifting his leg up a little, Teba moves a foot to his son's face, his clawed toes caressing the feathers along his cheeks.

Tulin shifts slightly at the contact, half opening an eye before opening his beak. Licking his father's feral toe softly, he brings the claw into his mouth, half suckling the digit. He seems to only be half awake, the action seemingly little more than instinct to the younger bird. A blush barely even covers his cheeks as his tongue and beak runs over the sleek claw, moving it deep enough to even lick his father's skin.

“Hmmm..." Teba sighs, eyes focused on his son. “He's not been like this for years, so... tender..."

I slowly get up from the floor, watching over the two as they share the moment.

Teba then looks up at me, his gaze as steely as ever. “Still got that paraglider?"

I nod in response.

“Good, I'd rather not make two trips. The lake below the village, meet Tulin and I at the eastern shore, we gotta get cleaned up. Don't we?"

With a small smile, I think I might know what he has in mind, but I'll wait until I get down there before I assume anything. It takes a few minutes before Tulin seems to gather himself, slowly getting to his feet, legs trembling. Teba follows him up, offering a wing if needed. The younger bird definitely doesn't look in shape to be flying for a while, his feathers dishevelled, sweat dripping from his body, cum flowing slightly from his slit. His wings work on their own, going in between his legs to his genital hole, spreading it over to let his length out into the open. As it slides out of him, it's revealed to be a little red and is covered in a layer of cum in slit juices.

Teba ruffles his son's head feathers, receiving a nuzzle on the side for it. With a small chirp of happiness, the young bird looks over to me, taking a few unsteady steps to me. Once close, his wings wrap around my middle, head rubbing up against my chest. Pulling back after a moment, I crouch down to eye level, hands going to his cheeks. Bringing him close, I kiss him deeply on the lips, making out with him for a minute or two. The salty taste of his father's cock hits me, making me moan ever so slightly. Pulling back, his wing goes to my hand, feathers running along my skin softly, before he returns to his father.

With a small nod, Teba heads out, followed closely behind by Tulin. Buttoning up my trousers, I head out to the perch just in time to see the Teba fly off, his son's shoulders in his claws. I closely follow in my paraglider, a little less gracefully than the Rito. Landing just a little farther up the beach than the two birds, I put my glider away and head over. Finding the older Rito walking to the water, Tulin is laying on the sands near a set of rocks, more splayed than actually laying, his head resting on his wing. His eyes are closed, and he seems to be napping, our little 'research session' having taken a lot out of him.

I lay down next to him, my back against the beach, and arm just over his head. Sensing my presence, presumably via sound and disturbance in the sand, Tulin moves up to my side, head resting against my side. His free wing moves across my front, feathers running across my chest and abs. I put a hand onto his shoulder, bringing him a little closer to me as Teba returns to the two of us, a bucket in one wing, a cloth in the other.

“Haven't..." Teba starts. “I haven't seen him like this for quite a while."

I let out a small grunt in response, not wanting to disturb the younger Rito's rest.

Raising the bucket slightly, which I realise is filled with water, Teba continues. “Not the first time we've had a, uh... 'research session' in the village. Although not a lot of research is ever done."

He sets the bucket next to me, placing the cloth on its rim. I take the fabric and dip it into the surprisingly warm water, shifting slightly so that I can softly begin to clean Tulin's feathers. Teba sets himself against the nearby rocks, watching over the two of us. I focus on the task at hand for a few moments, before looking up at him, raising a eyebrow.

“S-sorry..." Teba says, looking over to the lake. “It's seen as an... intimate act to clean another's body in Rito culture. Not one for... friends. But, between family members, partners."

Focusing back to Tulin, I let the older Rito speak.

“I know the two of you bonded while at the spa, and that Hylian's usually have a more closed idea of relationships. I just... don't want you to think he doesn't care about you."

I give a small nod as he pauses, even though I think this might be the most he's ever actually said to me in one sitting. At least, if the conversation keeps going like this. I guess he gets more talkative when it comes to Tulin, which makes sense, maybe it's his way of showing love for his son.

“Rito see sexual desires," Teba continues, as if he's actually trying to teach me something about Rito culture. “Similar to hunger, or thirst. Something that can be sated alone, or with... others. Family being intimate with one another isn't unheard-of, or even shunned in Rito culture. As long as young aren't born from it."

Rito incest isn't exactly what I had in mind when it comes to learning about the bird people, but I suppose it's always best to learn something.

“S-sorry, guess it's not really brought up in Hylian culture." Teba says, slightly awkwardly. After a moment, he changes to subject. “But a piece of advice? Tulin loves being told stories while he's trying to sleep. Quietens his mind, you know? His favourite is 'The World Sea'."

Looking up at Teba for a moment, to show my interest while I continue to clean Tulin's body, now focusing on his lower half.

“I'll tell you it in more detail later, but in essence; it tells of a world covered in a large ocean, and how the waters were made unnaturally by the gods. The Zorans of this world couldn't swim the oceans, due to this. So, generation upon generation, the Zorans slowly became the Rito, and they learned to fly across the Great Ocean." Teba explains, sounding a bit like it's instinct at this point, it's cute to hear his more fatherly side coming out. “Although, the story does tell of a dragon, that the Rito go to, to 'gain their wings', so I don't take too much stock in it."

I can't help but smile a little as I finish up with Tulin, finding the small bird snoozing softly against me. Looking up at Teba, he just smiles back at me and nods.

“Always works, even the summarized version."