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Warning and disclaimer: This story contains graphic homosexual activity between gay men, not all of which is consentual. If this is illegal where you live, or if this is offensive, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER. Constructive criticism only please. This story is also based in a setting written by Leo Todrius's series Meta. Like the story? Read his as well here!

_ Psyon: A Meta Side Story _

Written by Alden Gilchist

Chapter Four: Bonding Experience

Nearly two months have passed since that day on the far eastern side of the east end of Trinity. Investigation crews searching the area have not found any conclusive evidence as to who, or what, may have done the damage there. The only guess that they could make was that it caused by gang violence with the wolf packs and vampire gangs. Some people have started to complain to the point that they started a petition to take to the city's council, requesting that the military be mobilized to remove the threat before it becomes even greater.

Meanwhile, on the western side of the east end that evening, the windows to the small two story townhouse for one of the rooms on the second floor was clouded over from the heat generated inside, despite a drape covering the window itself. Inside, Harry had his thick member plunged deeply into Vincent's ass over and over again, their hot, sweaty bodies producing so much musk that not even the closed door could contain it all as he came, flooding Vincent's butt with his seed so much that his smaller body could not contain it all. Dylan, who was watching TV in the next room, eventually caught a whiff of their scents.

Dylan sighed heavily, knowing that today was Vincent's 21st birthday, and because he had the day off from work, he was having a rip-roaring time after Harry got him drunker than a skunk. But three times in a row? In about an hour? Dylan thanked the fact that he could hold his liquor compared to that, and was even more thankful that Harry's neighbors weren't home to hear them going at it yet again.

Honestly, Dylan didn't want to be there. However, the truth was, he didn't have any place to go after the last argument that he and his wife had. Finally giving up on trying to save his marriage, he told his wife that he would find another place to live while their divorce finalized, taking his clothes and most of his things with him. Harry allowed him to move in for now, and Dylan discovered that Vincent had already moved in with Harry after the rates for the rent for the apartment that he had prior to moving in had gone up for the second month in a row. But he asked himself why he had to move into a gay couple's place just to hear them, and now smell them, having sex over and over with each other. The only thought was that because of the werepyre DNA in them all helped send their sex drives into overdrive.

Just trying to keep himself distracted from their activities, Dylan had previously had a number of drinks while watching various cable channels. To keep himself "happy" enough to ignore the noise, he had a few more drinks while watching a porn video on one of the porn channels. He didn't even care that the door was open and that his shirt was discarded on the bed nearby, and his pants and boxers were both pooled around his ankles as he idly rubbed at his shaft. What he did care about was that... he was bored. This was the third video he watched, and none of the women he was watching having sex with rather good looking men had any effect for him. Not even the memories of when he and his wife had sex seemed to do anything for him. He found it more and more disturbing that he couldn't take his eyes off of the dudes, and as he started to become aroused, he would look away from the video for a minute or two, allowing his cock to remain soft. He wasn't about to give into his body to let himself transform to get off so easily without trying.

The fourth video was starting, and Dylan missed the title, not caring much anymore at that point for names. The only thing he wanted to do was get off at least once, especially since he was now smelling male musk. As the video began, he quickly realized that which was about to start was going to be gay porn. Letting out a sigh, he reached for the remote to turn off the TV. However, as he started to turn off the TV, his body betrayed him. He found he couldn't turn off the TV or look away as he watched the two guys undress in a locker room full of other gay men who were all pre-occupied with conversation about other things. Looking down, his cock was rock hard with a small bit of pre was starting to leak from the tip.

"Fuck me... Fuck me..." Dylan moaned out in agony, realizing that he couldn't help himself at this point, and needing to get off pretty bad.

The smell, the noise, and now the video. It was becoming too much. Dylan finally decided to go do something else. The need to take a piss started made him stand up to leave his room. As he did so, he had to pass by Harry's room where the other two were having a good time. He stopped involuntarily at the door. The stench of male musk was especially strong, and only served to make his cock ooze out more pre. He looked at the door and... it wasn't completely closed? That explained why he was able to smell them and why they were as loud as they were.

As he reached for the door, he saw that he could see inside the room. This seemed to prove too much as he watched his hand move on its own to start stroking his shaft as he watched the two of them inside in the sixty-nine position. He couldn't help but watch silently as Harry held Vincent on top of himself as the smaller male did almost all the work, bucking his hips up and down into his lover's mouth as he bobbed his head along the thick shaft in his own mouth, trying to deep throat it. Cum was oozing out of Vincent's butt and down his balls onto Harry's face from when he was filled only minutes ago.

Dylan clamped his mouth shut as he moved to lean against the wall outside the room. His breathing increased as his hand picked up the pace on its own shaft, and within seconds, his climax rapidly approached. Not wanting to get anything on the carpet or wall in front of him, he angled his cock upwards as he began to shoot his load, each shot landing on his chest and belly after the first shot blasted up onto his face. Once he had regained his composure, he lifted himself up off the wall that he had been leaning against, taking another look into the room and saw that two inside started to flood each other's mouth with their cum.

Something seemed to stir within Dylan that he never felt before as he watched this last part before he continued to make his way to the bathroom. He wasn't sure what it was, but he kept telling himself he was straight, and that was that, regardless of whether or not he just watched two dudes having sex. However, something inside him said not to deny that feeling. As he opened the bathroom door, he felt his body giving into that feeling, but at the same time, he suddenly felt his body starting to change.

He fell forwards onto the bathroom floor as the bones in his legs began to shift and pop into a digitigrade shape, his feet and hands instantly shifting into paws, pads forming on them as his hands hit the floor. His blond hair seemed to sweep downwards from his head to cover his body in a thick coat of fur a his ears sharpened into points as they moved to the top of his head while his face pushed outwards into a muzzle, his eye patch covering his left eye forced off his head during the change. Grunting and starting to growl, his nails started to turn into claws while his wings began to push free from his back while his tail started to grow at the base of his spine. The fur covering his groin quickly formed a sheath that pulled his shaft that was becoming a brighter shade of red into it momentarily before it slipped free again, no longer the same shape it was, taking on a canine shape, a fully formed knot at the base. The sensations flowing through his body became too much that his cock started to spray cum yet again, several jets of white hot liquid spraying out onto the tile under him, splashing up onto his fur, matting it down some in the spots that it covered.

Before he could move, Dylan suddenly felt someone push past him and move around in front of him, and another moved behind him. As he looked up, he saw Vincent standing in front of him, but before he could react to anything, a leather collar was put around his neck. Harry had gripped his tail and put something metallic around it and slipped it down to the base that seemed to help keep it somewhat lifted. The next thing that happened caught him completely off guard as the two of them began to relieve themselves all over him, showering him in their urine. This only seemed to remind the fact that he was going to the bathroom to give his own bladder relief as his body betrayed him again as he relieved himself right there as the two held him down.

"So Dylan's the pet for today it seems!" Vincent said, his words slightly slurred in his drunken state.

"Yeah, he is!" Harry chimed in, "You said it yourself, the first one to transform today on your birthday would be the pet, and we all agreed on it!"

"Wha... I-I didn't-"

"Shush, puppy!" Vincent said as he used the side of his cock to lightly whap the side of his muzzle, "You lost, so now you have to remain like this for the rest of the night!"

Dylan whimpered as Vincent accepted from Harry a leash that was attached to the collar he was wearing, and an eye patch was placed over his eye. The turned him around to leave the room, and as they did, he managed to look at what they did to him. The metal cuff placed on his tail was rainbow colored, and had the words "slut" and "tail raiser" written on it, though that seemed to be written with marker and wasn't actually part of the original design. The collar was also rainbow colored as was eye patch which also had what looked like a diamond-like gem in the middle of it. He couldn't help but wonder if they had planned on doing this to him for some time when he saw what the eye patch looked like. In spite of the fact that what was just done to him filled him with rage, something about this also seemed hot to him, making him wonder if there was something about himself that even he never knew.

Regardless, his piss soaked furry body was led into their room where the door was firmly closed. He was held firmly in place in the middle of the floor as the two went and had another drink of the alcohol that they bought earlier in the day. Vincent, who had stayed behind him the whole time, moved closer to him and while holding the leash firmly as he started to press his cock - coated by his own cum and piss - against Dylan's tight anal ring. Regardless of the fact that the shaft piercing him was properly lubed so to speak, he had never taken another male up his ass before, causing him to let out a shout of pain. However, just as he started to do so, Harry was right there in front of him, shoving his thick member into his muzzle. Dylan blushed heavily from the thick scent of Harry's musk when he held himself flush against his muzzle, the taste of his piss and semen coating his tongue. He wanted to wretch and escape from them, but as they held him in place, he felt as if his body was saying how much it wanted to experience this as they leaned over him to kiss one another.

The two seemed to start thrusting in and out of his muzzle and tail at the same time for a moment before they broke their kiss. Dylan moaned out around the cock in his muzzle in a mixture of both pain and a sense of pleasure he never felt before. Vincent's thrusting was slower and more purposeful as he made sure that Dylan wasn't in too much pain as he loosened up his virgin tail as he reached under the blond furred beast, stroking his red shaft in time with each thrust, eliciting a number of moans from him. However, the fact that he had an easy time sliding in and out of him was probably due to the fact that the frame of the werepyre under them was larger than his normal human form hit Vincent rather quickly, which caused him to grin widely as he allowed his body to start changing.

"Good thing that our bet only applied to the first person who changed. We should make ourselves more comfortable, right hun?"

"Hell fuckin' yeah!" Harry replied after a grunt from thrusting into Dylan's muzzle, which started to suckle on his member as he allowed the change to take hold of him.

Panic seemed to quickly take hold of Dylan as the two began to transform, but by the time he found the courage to actually try to escape from the situation, it was too late as they held him in place, especially with the leash attached to the collar. It didn't take them long to change forms and they flooded him from both ends at once, their knots buried into his muzzle and tail. The pain and intense pleasure created from having Vincent shoving his knot into his tail hole was something Dylan never felt in his life. It actually somehow made it worthwhile to swallow the seed that invaded his muzzle, though he didn't have much choice as it was either swallow it while being deep throated, or choke on it. Regardless, his inexperience caused the majority of it to spill free of his muzzle. His own shaft began to spray cum under himself once again as the red furred werepyre pawed him off as he was filled from both ends at once, filling his mind with such ecstasy that he never felt before, even from the time he was with his wife.

Harry pulled his cock from Dylan's muzzle before laying down on the ground in front of him. Just as Dylan started to wonder what the green furred werepyre was up to, Vincent bucked forwards. As he tried to look back to see what he was doing, he was bucked into again, forcing him to move forwards. Getting the idea that he needed to walk forwards on his paws, he moved forwards until Vincent tugged at the leash, getting him to stop while standing over Harry's large body. Then, and only then, did he wiggle and pull his knot free from his virgin tight tail hole, seed spilling free of his anus.

However, it didn't remain empty for long as Harry wrapped his arms around his body and began to push his larger cock into him. Wincing in pain, he was held in place as he was filled by the larger male's cock completely up to the knot, stretching him open even further. After a few moments of not moving, Dylan thought that Harry would start pumping his shaft into him, but apparently they had other ideas as he felt something else prod his anus. Quickly looking over his shoulder, he saw that Vincent was knelling down behind him and now aligning himself at his raised tail, and instant pain washed over his rear as he was stretched open even further as he felt the ebony shaft of the red werepyre push into him atop the green werepyre's shaft just as he started to object to having himself double penetrated. His blush grew brighter as he felt himself being filled by them both at the same time in a way he never thought was possible.

Just as he felt himself at the peak of shamefulness in being in the position he was in, he felt Harry pull his head down, and the next thing he knew, he was kissing him, the bigger male's tongue forced into his own muzzle. This caused him to pin his ears back with further shame as he found himself enjoying himself, his cock once again oozing pre onto Harry's belly fur as he started kissed back. The two of them pistoned themselves into his rear one at a time, so that one of them at any given time was balls deep into him, Vincent's cum from earlier lubing the rough ride. After what seemed like an eternity of kissing and having the two of them pound his ass thoroughly, Dylan broke the kiss as the two of them each began to pop their knots in and out of his tight ass. Finally, the three of them let out howls in unison, each of them firing a load of cum at the same time.

Both knots buried inside him kept Dylan's tail hole wide open, allowing the seed he was flooded with spill free from around the knots as the rest flooded through his guts and into his belly, causing his stomach to expand as it inflated from the amount of seed he was filled with. The experience was too much for the three of them as one by one they passed out atop of each other on the floor in Harry's room in a state of perpetual bliss.

Hours later, Vincent awoke as he felt something tugging at him. His eyes snapped wide open when he saw that Dylan was under him, his cock buried in his tail. He instantly began to wonder what he was doing while he was drunk because he couldn't remember a thing. What's more, Harry was also inside the blond furred werepyre's tail with him, causing him to blush a bit.

"Oh my god...! Dylan, I'm so sorry!" he said in a whisper, knowing that the neighbors might hear if they were too loud now that it was the middle of the night.

"Just... get out... of me..." came a weak reply.

Vincent did just as he was asked, which allowed slowly pull himself up and off of Harry's stiff shaft. He stood up, and Vincent saw how his belly bulged out from him, and realized that they filled him up to the point that happened to him, but he still wondered why Dylan was wearing rainbow colored items. However, just as he started to leave the room, Dylan suddenly grabbed him from behind and forced his back against the wall, his wings flattening against the wall.

"Wait! Wait, I said I'm so-!"

He was suddenly silenced as the two of them kissed one another. Vincent's eyes grew wide with surprise as this was completely unexpected, but even more so by what he felt at his sheath. Dylan lifted the side of his sheath and suddenly, he felt the red shaft of the blond furred werepyre push inside him while at the same time, he was made to do the same thing to him. He was amazed how elastic his sheath was to allow another cock to fit inside it along with his own. But just as he was starting to have Dylan buck his hips, causing them both to thrust into each other's sheath, filling them both with unbridled pleasure.

Just after Vincent wrapped his arms around him, Dylan suddenly broke the kiss and leaned over to the side, biting down hard on the side of his neck. The red werepyre gasped in pleasure, thrusting his own hips in time with the other, their knots grinding against one another with each thrust. They didn't last long in this position and they shortly started to blast thick torrents of cum into each other's sheath. As soon as the orgasms subsided, Dylan released his grip on the side of Vincent's neck, lapping up the blood that was drawn, almost murring as he tasted it before he kissed Vincent again in a wet, sloppy, bloody kiss for a couple minutes as they held each other there against the wall, the taste of his own blood making Vincent murr in pleasure as well.

As they parted the kiss, both left panting hard, Vincent found the energy to ask, "D-Dylan... why did you...?"

"It's your fault." As Vincent pinned his ears back at those words, Dylan added, "First, you make me like you, and now, thanks to your drunken festivities, I find that I love guys more than women. This is entirely your fucking fault." He leaned in said in his ear, "Thank you... for this new lease on life..." before he kissed him once again.

After another moment of passionate kissing, Vincent asked, "So you... don't mind this at all?"

"Actually, I do. Rainbow colors don't suit me. You're going to have to buy me other kinds of accessories than these."

Now Vincent couldn't help but laugh. This was a bonding experience that the three of them will never forget.