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"Oi mate, you have to do it now!" Yuma taunted the hippogryph, who was much, much larger than him. Little otter was only about four feet tall compared to Ilorek, who was well over eight feet tall and built like an athlete. The little otter boi was wearing no shirt, but had some khaki shorts, whereas Ilorek was, as he always was, au naturel.

"I really don't think that's a good idea, Yuma." Ilorek countered. "I mean, what if you get stuck?"

Yuma laughed, his belly heaving. "Oh you, Ilorek. You're always so worried about others. Just because you're bigger than everyone else doesn't mean we're all fragile little dolls that you have to tiptoe around. Let's do this, hun. Could be fun."

The massive hippogryph rolled his eyes and sighed heavily. "Psh, fine. But if something happens you get stuck, I'm not responsible for your whereabouts. Also, we're not doing it in the house, we're gonna go out to the barn, understand me? If we make a mess it'll be a lot easier to clean up."

The little otter brushed his golden hair over his head and nodded, flashing a smile. "You got it, let's go do this."

The two of them left their barn house and walked past the pasture fence to get to the barn where they kept the cattle. Once inside, Ilorek went to the bathing station and got a bucket, filling it with a white powder then using a hose to fill the bucket up.

"Don't be a pussy, Ilorek. We used to do this kinda thing back home with the elephants, rhinos, and zebras. I'm sure you're big enough to do it, too."

"Just let me do things my way." Ilroek responded as he shut the hose off and dipped his hand in the bucket, frilly hair getting clogged up with the viscous fluid. He pulled out and there were long, thick strands of the jelly trailing from his fingertips to the surface of the bucket. Perfect and slick, thick but not too thick.

"Well I suppose, if you must." Yuma sighed. Wasn't nearly as fun without a struggle.

With bucket in hand, Ilorek looked up and down the tiny, lithe otter. "You're going to have to take those pants off. Won't work with fabric; fur and feathers only."

The otter flashed another toothy grin, smiling and giving a kissing motion. "Oh my!" he cooed. "I didn't know you thought of me that way!"

Ilorek rolled his eyes. "Just take the pants off, would you?"

"For you darling, anything." Yuma laughed as he unbuttoned the khakis, practically leaping out of them and kicking them to the side, letting them fall beside an empty bucket between the stalls. "So let's do this! I can't wait!"

The two of them walked out to between the stalls until they found an empty one. Ilorek carried the bucket of lube and a stool with him. As they got to the empty stall, he set the bucket down near the door and put the bucket of lube beside it. He turned around to lean over the stall gate, raising his tail to expose his puffy little stallion pucker. "Well, go ahead, have at it." He instructed.

Yuma raised an eyebrow as he looked at the pose of his friend and the placing of the stool. "Come on, mate, you aren't making this easy on me. How am I supposed to make this work?"

Ilorek shrugged, his feathered shoulders ruffling a bit in irritation. "You're a smart little guy, figure it out."

"Rrgh." Yuma grunted as he sized up the situation. After only a moment's hesitation and planning, he hopped up onto the stool and looked directly into the black hole underneath is partner's tail. He licked his lips as he got a sniff.

"Come on, don't make it weird. Just do your thing and get it over with." Ilorek sighed.

"Fine, fine." Yuma grumbled. "Was just trying to enjoy the moment."

With the massive hippogryph leaning over the gate and the little otter standing on a stool, Yuma still could just barely see over the hips of his friend's hips. His chest was right at ass level, so it took only the slightest crouch to bury his muzzle under that tail to taste the luscious meat ring. But he didn't, he was putting something else in there. He gave Ilorek's rump cheek symbol a smack before reaching down to the bucket, smothering both hands with the thick lube and bringing them up together to smear the fluid all up and down Ilorek's cheeks with special attention to his hole. With Ilorek being equine on his lower half and Yuma being a much, much smaller creature, it took next to no effort to push his one arm in to the elbow. He could feel Ilorek's rippling flesh clamp down on him as he smeared the lube all around his insides.

Yuma got a gentle whiff of powerful equine musk, so he knew he must have rubbed the right stuff, and his friend's enormous member must have been slipping out of its sheath. He kept rubbing at that engorged spot inside, enjoying the sensation of his friend's rump hole clamped down on his upper arm like an armband. Slowly pulling out his arm with a slick, sloppy sound, he left only his hand inside as he brought his other hand to rub at the meaty rim. He smeared the cum of lube all over his arm and the hole before forcing his second hand inside his friend's backside. He pushed both arms in deep, a sloppy whoosh sucking in the air from around as Ilorek's anal chamber expanded, sucking on the otter's hands.

"Hold up, buddy!" Yuma cried out. "Not yet!"

"I know, sheesh. I'm just getting ready. Do your thing, dammit."

Yuma gritted his teeth as he spun both arms around inside, letting the backs of his hands rub along the gloriously rippled and velvety walls of his friend. He pushed in as deep as he could go, almost ending buried to his shoulders, huge gape in between each arm as he thrust in and out, rotating his body to apply tension to the wonderfully malleable equine rump. With one quick motion, he pulled completely out, a whoosh of warm air coming with them in a sloppy frrrrt.

"Come on, dude, did you have to do that?" Yuma complained.

"You opened me up, where was the air supposed to go?"

"Good point." Yuma reached back down to the bucket and grabbed another cupped handful of lube to smear all over Ilorek's rump cheeks and tail hole, then got another set and smeared his own legs with it. There were weblike strands of the lube trailing from his hands to the bucket, from the bucket to his legs, and between him and the rump that was pulsating right in front of him. He reached down and got another cupped handful and smeared it all over his crotch, butt, and tail. When he was content, he put his hands on his hips. "I still don't think you can do it." He taunted.

"I know I can, just stop stalling and start stuffing, or I'll do it for you."

Yuma laughed, bits of lube dripping off his body. "I almost want to make you. Chase me and shove me in."

"I won't bother, and you know it."

"You're no fun for a lummox." Yuma grabbed the base of Ilorek's tail tight with both hands to give him balance and ensure he had something to anchor himself as he lifted one leg up and pointed his toes at Ilorek's glistening and now-swollen hole. He wiggled his toes in the lube and pushed his toes in, feeling the hippogryph's flesh part and let him in, sliding easily over his foot and practically reaching out to absorb his heel and suck on his calf. "Oh, this feels nice!" He marvelled as he wiggled his toes inside, relishing the sensation of rippled flesh clamping down on his limb.

"I told you not to make it weird, Yuma." Ilorek grunted with a whinny. It wasn't often he let his equine side influence his vocalizations.

"Fine, fine. You don't let me have any fun." Yuma continued to push his leg into his friend, using the equine tail as a rope to pull himself in deeper. This is where it got daring an exceptionally hard; if for some reason something went wrong, he and his friend could both be hurt. "Are you sure you'll be fine, Ilorek? I don't need you pussin' out and getting mad." He asked to be sure.

"Don't it before with bigger and rougher. Just do it, or I'll make you."

The little otter had no qualms doing this of his own volition; in fact he was eager! It was his idea, after all. Ilorek was still standing still for him, so he took in a deep breath and hopped on his lubed up foot a few times before taking action. He jumped up high, using his one foot as an anchor inside Ilorek's rump and his tail as a rope as he brought his second foot up to join his first. He was worried his claws would catch on the incredibly tender hole, but his entire lower half slipped in with ease. He felt Ilorek's meaty equine hole spread with ease to let both of his legs and even past his hips into his ass!

"Hey! I did it!" Yuma cheered, wiggling his hips inside, forcing his ass to press against the bottom wall of Ilorek's insides. He wiggled his toes inside and rubbed his feet on the rippled flesh inside, enjoying the sensation as though he was getting a foot massage by thousands of tiny, lubed up snakes!

"You're only halfway there." Ilorek said.

"Wait, what? I just wanted to see if-"

Yuma was cut off mid sentence by Ilorek's massive hand grabbing his shoulder and pulling hard on him, forcng his entire torso to disappear between the hippogryph's powerful but tender feeling rump cheeks. The lube slicked up his entire body and eased his way in like he was a dick in a mare; his entire body was like nothing to Ilorek's massive and strangely accommodating frame.

"Cool bro, you've made your point." Yuma squeaked with a stammer in his voice.

"Not yet." Ilorek countered as he stepped his massive talons up onto the stool to let his rump actually be above the rest of his torso. He gave the little otter another heave that slurped more of his body up so only his nose and arms were sticking out. He could feel Yuma's feet pressing out against his belly as the otter's knees were bent up to make room inside Ilorek's roomy backside.

"Ilorek...?" Yuma squeaked.

But the sound was caught underneath Ilorek's tail and between his cheeks as his rump ring clenched tight, closing over Yuma's face and forcing him inside. The pressure was great enough to release the otter's grip from the equine tailbase. Ilorek gave his backside another clench to completely close, smothering every bit of Yuma's body inside.

"Well that was fun. Better luck with your dares next time, Yuma." Ilorek laughed at himself as he peeled away from the stable gate to pick up the lube and walk out of the barn. He had to walk funny as the little otter's balled up form, though small compared to him, was still a cumbersome visitor that was pressing not only against his sensitive prostate but also the base of his spine and inside of his hips. He had to walk with a hunch and with legs bowed back to the house.

Out the door he went, but as he did so he could feel the otter flailing about inside him. He could feel elbows and knees applying pressure against his walls, only to rub in circles and strokes, forcing blasts of pleasure to rock his lower body. His cock was already partially out and limp, but the sensations of struggling otter ramped the bloodflow to 11, forcing it to engorge to full potential. As he walked, bow legged and hunched, he saw his bobbing member spewing wad after wad of his own slick equine precum, bits of it dropping on the grass, other bits splattering on the fence.

About half way down the side of the field, he had to stop, the pleasure was too much. He leaned against the fence and hung his head over the side; his cock was throbbing with every elbow and knee that pummelled his insides. The pleasure that he felt loosened his ass, and he felt a stubby little otter nose poke out to sniff at the underside of his tail. He thought he'd be nice to his friend, so he raised his floofy, equine tail to let the little bugger breathe.

Allowing this made the writhing stop for a moment, so he was able to regain composure and decide that maybe he'd taught enough of a lesson. Laughing, he reached back and pulled the rim of his rump far and wide, exposing his pink inner flesh as well as the face of a remarkably content otter, nuzzling into the inside of his anal ring.

"Come on out." Ilorek urged. "No more....nnnghf....pleasuring me. At least let me get back to the house so nobody sees." he begged.

Reluctantly, Yuma relaxed his body and let himself slide out on his belly. He let his head, arms, and most of his torso emerge before he wrapped his arms around Ilorek's massive balls, snuggling up to them and licking the lube and fluids off the backside of them. "Mmmmm, I don't want to cum out!" he retorted. "This is far too comfy and warm and cozy! You can deal with it, push me out and your balls come with me!"

Ilorek grunted again and looked back over his shoulder. "Fine then., be that way!" He tensed up his muscles and expanded his insides, sucking on the otter to tug his form back into the hippogryph's backside.

"Hey!" Yuma protested. "I was just kidding!"

Ilorek lowered his tail again to tickle at the otter's nose, which caused the little guy to sneeze and let go of his bulbous, sensitive orbs, causing the otter to slip back up into the wrinkled, cavernous walls of his hippogryph friend. "Well you may have been," Grunted Ilorek, "But you still get to deal with the consequences. I'll let you out tomorrow."

With that, Ilorek stood up straight and kept his stride true like a regal gryph, forcing the little otter up into his depths, the muscular contractions keeping his nose inches from the slightly gaping opening.

Ilorek didn't bother negotiating with his otter friend, but instead slept with his ass open just a bit, leaving his friend to enjoy the moist confines of the equine rump that had been used and abused so much in the past.

Much as the little otter boi would hate to deny it, he loved every second of being smothered in that warm, moist, velvety smoothe canal, and he'd gladly do it again if Ilorek let him.