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Fondling at the Cabin

His legs were still a little weak, and his mind remained swirling with the fantasies that had come to life. Vareoth loved the idea of cock fucking, but he'd never actually gotten a chance to try it; he was too shy and the partners he was with either wanted to mount him (he was okay with that, loved being on the bottom), or not nearly big enough for his cock to penetrate. It truly was a dream come true, and his hippogryph partner was amazingly supportive of that.

As he and Ilorek walked down the pathway from the fence to the hippogryph's home, Vareoth stumbled a bit, due to his head being in the clouds and an idle smile spread across his beak.

"Careful, there!" Ilorek cautioned as he reached out to grab Var's hand.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I just...you know, um. You know?" He giggled and blushed, looking down at his feet, unable to look Ilorek in the eye.

"Are you sure about that? You seem quite distracted. Do you need something to eat? Perhaps some potion for health? I have what you need, whatever you might need."

"No, no. I'm fine, p-promise."

Ilorek laughed and cocked hos head to the side, still guiding Vareoth down the path. As they went, he reached down to grab at his kilt and sash, as well as Vareoth's shirt and shorts, to toss them over his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around Vareoth and the two walked to the house in silence.

The hippogryph's ranch home was quite elaborate on the outside, with high arching peak over the front door lined by elaborate, stained barge board. The walls were mostly a similarly dark stained wood, with one window lined by multi colored stone wall. Peculiarly enough, one end had what looked like a stable attached to it, with an open end so whatever was inside could come and go into the field and house at will.

Vareoth took note of the stable part of the house, and had to ask. "So what do you have that goes in that part of the house? Looks like you have horses or something." the opening lead to an open field that was empty.

"Oh, that's Jarell. Val decided she wanted a pet, and she found some weird hybrid gryphon in Klyneth. Made me build an attachment to the house just for him so he never had to be away from us."

"Where is he? I don't see him." Var tried to lean over so he could see more, but they weren't close enough for that to make any real difference.

Ilorek shrugged his wide shoulders, his plumage standing on end as he smiled. "Oh, Val's out on a trip. She took Jarell with her, he makes for a great flying buddy, apparently. Plus, it helps having a companion when I'm not around."

Vareoth's head feathers stood up, making it look like his ears were perked. "Do you mean she...with the pet?" He used his fingers to imitate penetration, kind of baffled, but also blushing a bit.

"Sure, sometimes. That doesn't upset you, does it?"

Var shook his head, once again ruffling his feathers and looking down at his toes.

"Oh, good. Well, welcome to my abode!" Ilorek and Vareoth walked up the bush-and-rock lined pathway to his front door and swung it open, revealing one open room. To their right, a kitchen with knives, pots, pans, and other kitchen wares dangling from the wall and ceiling, as well as a set of pillars as the only dividers between kitchen and the wood-floor living room that was to their left. The living room was on a lower level, with a huge black marble coffee table to contrast the stained brown floor. There were couches all around it, and various shelves and book cases lining the walls, filled with books and other academic trinkets.

There was what looked like a studio box above half the living room, with a stairway leading up to it. Looked like a bedroom of some sort, and Vareoth squinted a bit, noticing what seemed to be a knotted dildo with a collar draped over it dangling over a pole of some sort. He had to hold back a bit of a giggle as Ilorek went to the kitchen.

The entire home was a sort of modern, with sleek walls and floors to contrast the more rustic look of the home from outside, and Var could see through the massive windows overlooking the entire kitchen counter that there was an emerald-lit forest with a stone-built shack.

"This is very, very different." Vareoth observed. "I wasn't expecting it to be so shiny."

Ilorek nodded. "Yeah, I like to think Valencia and myself are both a little bit ahead of the times. I should show you my personal shed. But let's not worry about that just yet, come, get something to eat." He guided Vareoth to the kitchen/dining room table as he got his hands busy in the kitchen. He quickly whipped up some tea and what actually appeared to be sushi within minutes. It was quite impressive how deft his hands were, despite his size.

"So, um, I love your place!" Vareoth exclaimed, unsure of how to continue after that.

"Glad to hear it! I built it myself, with a lot of inspiration from some foreign architects and designers. I like to think it ended up pretty nice. Here." He put some finishing touches on the sushi roll and chopped it up, placing them all in a nice line with a tiny ramekin of dark green wasabi on the side. He put both on a tray with the tea and laid it in front of Var. "Here, I made you something I think you'll like. Oh, and try this." He turned around and got a small vial of teal fluid and tipped a single drop into the tea. "Perfect!"

Vareoth was a little hesitant. He loved sushi and tea, but it was a little odd that Ilorek would so quickly take to him, offering him two of his favorite things.

"What's the matter?" Ilorek asked. He could see the hesitation on Vareoth's face.

"N-nothing's wrong, nothing. Just, it's strange. I love sushi, how did you know that?" Now, Sushi was a very, very common meal in Klyneth, but it was still quite hard to make and prepare, there was no way Ilorek would default to sushi, not without good reason.

"Oh, that? I could tell you liked fish, you were eating fish salad at the Cafe. I thought it was fair to assume that you liked sushi, and I'm quite good at making it. As for the tea...well, everyone likes tea."

"What did you put in the tea?" Vareoth asked, nodding his beak towards the vial of teal liquid.

"Oh, this? This is just some of the potion I made. Bit of an energetic concoction; it will rejuvenate your energy levels and bring you back to your normal, chipper self. But if you don't want to try it, that's fine. I can assure you I am one of the finest potion makers in all of Dalon."

Vareoth's eyes squinted a bit as he let out a deep huff. A large part of him was growing suspicious, but Ilorek just seemed to kind, too sincere. Rather than cause a fuss, he took a single piece of the sushi and popped it in his beak. To his surprise, Ilorek wasn't wrong. The sushi was quite good. Not the best sushi he'd ever had, but it was definitely delicious. "Oh wow, okay, that is good. Nobody who makes sushi that good could be sinister!" He chuckled and took a sip of his tea as well, which had the faintest teal tinge. The tea was pretty standard, but the potion must have given it a bit of an accept because after he swallowed, there was sort of a herb-like after taste clinging to his throat.

"See? Told you it was fine!" Ilorek sat down next to Vareoth and took one of the sushi rolls for himself. He locked his gaze with Vareoth, his slitted, golden yellow eyes piercing into Var's sky blue.

Var felt uneasy for just a moment at the extra attention before he felt his anxiety melt away thanks to Ilorek's smile. Almost instantly, he felt a deep rooted need to just talk. Talk and talk.

"You know, I admit, I was a put at unease by you, at first. In the cafe, it just seemed weird to come up to me like that, yet here I am, at your house, eating your sushi. We've known each other for only the afternoon, yet you've already let me indulge one of my deepest fantasies. I'm not sure if that makes me slutty, or makes you a whore, or what, but I thank you for that. Yet, here I am, in your house, eating your sushi, which is my favorite food. How did you know that was my favorite food? That's fishy. So is sushi, which I'm in your house eating. And now your hand is on my leg." He looked down to the massive, feathered palm that was laid over his thigh, then back up to Ilorek, who was still looking at him. "And here I am, eating sushi in your house and spilling my guts. What did you put in that potion?"

Ilorek kept his hand on Vareoth's thigh, a single finger poking and prodding its way up to the base of Vareoth's Cock. "Nothing in the potion, just an energy boost. I promise. No, I do have a confession, though."

Vareoth rolled his eyes as he shifted in his seat, the motions moving Ilorek's massive finger closer to his cock, the long strands of hair tickling at his ball sack and foreskin. "Oh here we go."

"It's not quite like that. The potion is just for energy, but I'm a bit more than meets the eyes, you see. There's a lot more to me than some good cooking skills and an insatiable cock. My mate, Valencia, has taught me the ways of a form of hypnotic mind control, or as she likes to call it, 'coercing folks into doing what they always wanted'. Little bit of probing at your thoughts and emotions, a dash of telepathic guidance, and here you are, slipping your cock into mine. I know what your deepest desires are, and I'm willing to indulge them. As I am one who is capable, I believe it is my job, my duty to help others who may not be able to enjoy their kinkiest fantasies." He continued to rub at Vareoth's thigh, a single finger padding its way down his shaft to slip into the tip, playing around with the foreskin, rubbing between it and the avian's quickly expanding cock tip.

"S-so let me get this straight, you read people's minds, then use that knowledge to target them and help them live out their f-fantasies?" Var twitched and grunted as he felt Ilorek's finger swirling around the tip of his shaft, playing with the skin and massaging the underside of his glans.

"Yep." Ilorek nodded as he grabbed Vareoth's shaft, angling his massive thumb to press against the tip and apply pressure. He focused a bit of his magic to give his guest a tingling sensation in his lower torso, and the magic gift helped the bird's urethra to stretch and distend, Ilorek's thumb slipping in to the knuckle. He squeezed, curling his thumb downward to tug at the urethral skin from inside, his palm and other fingers cupping and squeezing at Var's shaft and balls.

Vareoth tensed his cock up and bucked into Ilorek's palm, feeling the thumb in his cock massaging and thrusting gently. The revelation that his cock was actually getting fingered loosened up his mind a bit. "M-makes sense, I suppose. And you don't ask for p-payment?"

Ilorek shook his head. "I don't need the money." He slowly pulled his hand from the bird's crotch, leaving the cock gaping a bit and drooling precum all over the seat. He caught some of it in the groove between two fingers and used it to lube his hand up. He was getting visibly aroused himself, his sheathe bulging out and unfolding to expose his shaft, drooling its own concoction of fluids to the kitchen floor.

Vareoth squirmed and crossed his legs, leaving the drooling cock tip to continue oozing pre-cum down on his balls and the feathers on his inner thighs. He wanted to beg for more, demand that he not be left wanting, but was surprised when Ilorek slipped his hand under his tail feathers to prod at his rump, using his own lubrication to slip one, then two fingers in. He leaned forward, raising his tail through the back of the seat as he pushed the tray of sushi and tea off to the side, his chin resting on the table.

"There we go, I see you're appropriately loosened up." Ilorek mused as he gave a gentle thrust of his fingers, curling the tips around to rub on the avian's prostate before pulling out and licking his digits. "Come come. Follow me."

"Whrr?" Var whimpered, lower beak trembling. He felt teased and abandoned, but the desire that was stirred up in him coaxed him to follow his host out through the back door. He couldn't be bothered to worry about the decor, instead all he could see was a fence that wrapped around the back end of the house, and the stone-built hut that was lit up by the emerald light that was streaming in through the thick trees. There were a series of high, dark tinted windows and a chimney on the wall they could see.

Ilorek leaned against the fence, his member swinging free, its glistening tip still unflared but clearly ready for action. "See that? That is my personal pleasure hut. Nobody goes in there without my permission, not even Valencia. You want to see what I have in there?"

Vareth sidled up next to Ilorek, his head barely over the fence as he looked up nervously at the taller avian. He just nodded, not saying a word.

"Then come on, follow me, but keep your mind open. I promise you'll have fun if you let yourself and don't get too apprehensive of my...tools." He leaned over and stepped through the fence, helping Var follow him.

The two of them made their way between the sparse trees to get to the lone building. They had to walk around, since the door was on the opposite side of them. As they passed the walls, Vareoth took close, careful look at the windows, which were completely opaque; he couldn't see anything inside at all. Once they made it to the door, Ilorek grabbed a key from under a rock and unlocked the door. To Vareoth's surprise, the key and key hole were unlike anything he'd seen before, with subtle grooves and ridges lining both key and hole. Odd, but Ilorek did say this building in particular was unique.

"You ready?" Ilorek asked as he turned the key. He waited for Vareoth to nod before pushing the door open. Once inside, he flipped a small switch on a nearby wall and the room instantly lit up, illuminated by a series of small glowing orbs with a reflective cone directing the light down.

Vareoth had to cover his eyes from the intense light, stronger than any fire he knew of, more like a bolt of lightning captured in a vial. Once his eyes adjusted, he had to take a moment to really absorb what he saw. The room was quite unlike anything he'd seen before. Ilorek was right about it being unique, but he still didn't give a proper hint as to why it was so special or different. Now that Vareoth could see, it was like he was in a whole other world.

All along one wall was a work table, with shelves below and racks of full bottles of potions, stacked half a dozen layers tall, with all colors of the rainbow. They were labeled different things like Growth, Expansion, Hyper, Sloppy, Healing, and various other things that Vareoth couldn't even begin to theorize about. That part wasn't all that weird, any apothecary would house a massive collection of potions in a shelf or on a wall; what was strange was that some of them were actually releasing a sort of cool mist, like they were frozen or cold. On the desk in front of the potion shelf was a series of tubes, pipettes, vials, beakers, and metal plates that...had tubes leading from them to a hole in the wall between the shelves.

The other wall was covered with various metal and glass tools of all shapes and sizes, all hanging from hooks drilled into the wall; almost every one of them had some sort of tube running from it to the ground or wrapped around it. None of these tools looked familiar to Vareoth, and he hadn't the faintest idea what each one could do. He tried going in close to touch one of the instruments, only to have Ilorek stop him, so he kept his eyes searching through the room.

The wall opposite the door had a huge, ornate wooden bed with a canopy over top of it and a small bed stand next to it with a small box on it that had a wire going from the back of it to a hole in the wall, much like the things on the desk by the potions. Beside the bed on the floor was a trap door to what he presumed was the basement, and a ladder leading up to the rafters above, both of which likely were for storage.

One thing he definitely noticed is that he could see outside with ease. The windows were set up in such a way that people outside would not be able to see in, but he could see out. Interesting. Quite sneaky.

Vareoth was confused about what everything was, but he was scared of what was in the very middle of the room. It was what appeared to be an operating table, sterile white with a light source dangling low from the ceiling to illuminate it and highlight it compared to the rest of the room.

"Wh-what is all this?" Vareoth asked. "You don't plan on hurting me, do you?"

Ilorek shook his head, feathers swaying gently. "No, never hurt you. I'm not that kind of burd. Experiment on you, sure, but with the aid of the potions and some of the technology I have here, I'm sure you'll have fun. Go ahead, hop up onto the table. I'm sure we can work something out for you." He motioned to the padded table in the middle of the room with an assuring nod.

Another pang of hesitation and impending regret bubbled up in Vareoth's chest, but it was quickly squashed when he remembered the pleasure of Ilorek's thumb in his cock, and the fact that one of the vials of potion very clearly said 'stretch' on it, indicating that perhaps he was in for some more delicious, cock-expanding fun. Once his apprehension was replaced with anticipation, he quickly hopped up onto the table and spun around, kicking his legs out underneath him, cock swelling again, the increased length and girth peeling the skin back to expose his glistening tip. He knew he should have been a bit more cautious, but arousal and desire for certain things can cloud one's mind.

Ilorek clicked his beak in approval and leaned in, nuzzling at Vareoth's neck as he pushed him onto his back. "Just relax. If you get scared or are in pain, say something. Say Robot or something." He reached down to under the table and brought up two stirrups - much like labor aids for hens and mares - for Vareoth to rest his calves in, legs spread. He gave the smaller bird a gentle rub on the back of each of his thighs before turning around to play with some of the potion equipment on the wall.

Vareoth shuddered in anticipation and wagged his tail feathers a bit, his cock bobbing and drooling cum on his belly feathers. He had to wonder what 'robot' meant, but he quickly dismissed it, thinking it was just a random thing that sounded unlike anything else he knew, which would clearly distinguish it from words like 'harder' or 'deeper'.

Ilorek continued tinkering with the devices on the table, flipping switches and mixing potions, somehow putting them to a boil on the metal plate. Once he seemed content, he turned back around and gave Var's inner thighs another massage with one hand, using the other to wrap some leather straps around his ankles in the stirrups, one at a time, before walking around to the side of the table so he could wrap a collar around Var's neck. "Remember, just say the word if you are uncomfortable." He said, as he tightened the collar and linked it to two leashes that wrapped around either side of the table.

The bird was completely tied down, barely able to move aside from his arms, which were folded up on his belly, his fingers inching downward to rub and tug at his foreskin. He could move his head, but his motion was limited. The restriction excited him further, but was taken by surprise when he felt Ilorek's massive hand wrapped around his cock, the long hairs of the hippogyph's forearm feathering tickling at his shaft and balls.

"Are you comfortable?" Ilorek asked as he used his thumb to rub at the tip, his palm and fingers wrapped around the shaft.

Vareoth nodded excitedly, a tingling feeling bolting up and down his spine, rump feathers fanning out and twitching.

"Good, glad to hear it. Stay still for me, okay?" He kept his hand on Var's cock as he leaned over to the desk, picking up a metal instrument. It had two long, bill-like protrusions and a squeeze handle that opened them up. It looked like a Speculum, but much, much smaller. He gave it a few squeezes, opening the twin tabs like a beak before pressing the tip of it against Vareoth's cock slit.

He tensed up, expecting the metal instrument to be cold, but it was warm and slick. Well, it was warm, his cock was just producing so much precum that anything in its vicinity would be slick.

Ilorek measured Var's responses, keeping his eyes trained on Vareoth to make sure he wasn't scared. Once he was sure he was welcome, he slipped the tabs into the avian's cock as deep as they would go thanks to the gooey precum, eliciting a deep moan from Vareoth's beak. He got another, more drawn out groan when he squeezed the handle, spreading the tabs wide to stretch and gape open the distended cock hole.

Vareoth looked down over his torso to see the tool that was parting his cock opening, and he was shocked to see just how wide it was. His hands were free, so he reached down and slipped two fingers inside himself, digits pressed against either of the metal tabs that were pressed tight against either of his urethral walls. He could feel everything, he wasn't numb, yet there was no pain, just a sort of dull pleasure of his cock being spread apart.

"Now now, I'm not done just yet there, Var. Get your fingers out of there, and hold the spreader for me."

He was happy to oblige, pulling his fingers from his gaping cock hole to hold the instrument in place. He wiggled it a bit, twisting it to see if it slid out, but the shape of it kept it lodged in his urethra. He even tried tugging it, but it wouldn't budge.

"Having fun?" Ilorek asked as he turned back around, semi-erect cock swinging heavily between his legs. He had a simple vial in between his thumb and forefinger; the potion inside was a mauve color and had bubbles dancing through it, releasing steam. Before Vareoth could respond, Ilorek brought the lip of the vial up to the spread open cock tip and poured half of the concoction down his urethra.

Vareoth tensed up immediately, expecting the bubbling, boiling potion to burn him. It was certainly hot, but it didn't hurt, it was just intense. He felt that warmth spreading through his lower torso as the liquid slipped through his cock and filled every tube and vesicle within him. Instead, his lower beak trembled and he let out a chattering whimper.

"Good boy." Ilorek patted Vareoth on the inner thigh before squeezing the spreader to let it release its hold, pulling it out in one fluid motion to let the urethra close up, squeezing a bit of the fluid out to dribble over the tip. He leaned down and used his tongue to lick it up before slipping the forked tip into the end of Vareoth's cock, lapping at the walls before sucking the tongue back up into his beak. "Tasty, I love that potion concoction."

"Wh-what was in it?" Vareoth whimpered, arms folded up on his chest, cock still hard as could be but dribbling fluid.

"Just something to make you loosen up a bit, dear. Don't worry, just relax." The hippogryph then stepped back and grabbed a hold of the base of his own, semi-erect cock and pressed it up between Vareoth's legs, pushing forth to have it slip up and rest heavily on the avian's belly feathers. He reached down with his powerful hands and squeezed both shafts together, Var's relatively small shaft resting in the outer urethral groove of Ilorek's cock. The sensation of natural fluids making both cocks slick and viscous was pleasant, and helped Ilorek's cock to inflate and grow firm, drooling some precum out the tip.

His hands were still free, so Vareoth grasped weakly at the engorged equine cock tip, dragging finger tips around the rim of it to play with the little nubs. Curious and eager to keep playing with the hippogryph's urethra, he slipped both thumbs in and tried to spread the opening wide, but it wasn't stretchy enough, so he just wiggled his digits inside to massage the slick passage.

After a few moments, Ilorek pulled away, leaving Var's thumbs to escape his cock with a wet sloppy sound. "The potion should have taken effect by now. You ready?"

Var's eyes darted around the room, glancing at the other potions and gnarly looking tools on the wall, worried he was about to get something shoved into him.

He was partially right; he certainly was about to be stuffed.

Ilorek used his thumb to guide his cock up against Vareoth's juicy tailhole. Thanks to the concoction he'd slipped into Var's cock, his rump was producing lube just like any other hole would, and it was leaking out over the little bird's tail feathers. Ilorek used this extra lube mixed with his own natural fluids to force his cock into the tender rump.

To Vareoth's utter surprise, he felt his anal muscles relax and expand with ease, the arm-thick cock of Ilorek passing deep into him with one fluid motion. He was shocked at the ease of which he was penetrated, feeling the thick, throbbing meat slide through his rump and leave a defined bulge under his belly feathers. He curled his toes and rubbed at the bulge with both hands, pressing down on it to amplify the pressure.

"You like that, huh?" Ilorek mused with a grin as he leaned over Vareoth, hands on either side of the table next to his head. He gave a few gentle thrusts, undulating his hips in waves, sliding the cock deeper and deeper before slowly pulling all but the head out, each motion accompanied by a wet squelch. It wasn't like Ilorek to talk dirty, but he could tell by Vareoth's subtle facial expressions that it turned the tiny burd on, so he chuckled and continued alongside each thrust. "You like it when I fuck you deep, eh? Feel that horse cock spreading your ass right open."

Vareoth's legs started shaking as he reached down between his body and Ilorek's much larger body, grabbing at his cock as the hippogryph's equine shaft plunged into and out of him.

But Ilorek grabbed both of his hands and wrapped his massive fingers around the wrists, pinning them together as he yanked them both to the table above Vareoth's head. "No no, you cum after me. Trust me on this, it'll be better if you do it without help from your talons." He the bucked up hard, his hips pressed against Vareoth's thighs, his cock forcing itself deep.

It was a little uncomfortable, the deeper it went, but that thick horse cock kept pummeling his tender rump and that felt heavenly. He also noticed that, the more he was pushed into, the better it felt. His rump went from feeling tight to feeling malleable and sloppy. The discomfort in his bowels turned into a deep but dull pleasure, and the bulge in his belly kept getting bigger and bigger.

With each powerful buck, Ilorek's hips rocked harder and faster, the depth of each thrust getting shallower until only a few centimeters were jerking in and out. Vareoth looked down to see a growing bulge forming in his belly in the shape of an equine flare. He sucked his belly in to get a better look, his abdominal wall form fitting the engorged cock tip as it exploded, a warmth spreading through his bowels.

His eyes rolled back in his skull as he let out a long winded groan, the flesh and fluid that bulged and stretched his belly out sloshed around inside him as he rocked into the massive shaft that was still pulsating and squirting stream after stream of seed into him. He could feel his own cock start to tingle, a steady stream of clear precum pooling up on his belly - a precursor to his climax. He was worried that that tasty, tasty cum would leak out of him, but as he clenched his rump, he felt a massive bulge locked inside him. "I-ilorek?" He asked, twitching his rump muscles to squeeze on the hippogryph's cock.

He didn't respond, he was still leaning over Vareoth's body, eyes closed and hips bucking up. When he went to tug out for another thrust, the bulging lobes at the base of his cock tugged on the inside of Var's pucker, refusing to come out. He was tied. His knot had expanded within the tiny burd's rump.

Vareoth tried to close his legs, but his ankles were still strapped in. He could feel the knot steadily expanding inside him, the pressure held against his prostate, massaging him from within accompanying every beat of Ilorek's heart. He could actually feel the veins throbbing against his tender flesh.

Ilorek chuckled a bit, finally standing up straight, chest plumage puffed out as he looked down at the base of his cock sticking out of Var's rump. He could see the pink rim of flesh stretched and pulled outward, the knot resting just inside. He reached down and rubbed at the tender flesh with his thumb, using his other fingers to cradle and roll Var's balls in his palm. He brought his other hand up to stroke at Vareoth's shaft, using his thumb to play with the foreskin, slipping it around in between skin and head.

Almost instantly, Vareoth began to chirp and twitch, his climax coming to a head. He could feel his balls swelling and shooting wads of seed out through his cock, only to have it stopped by Ilorek's thumb, which was squeezed tight over the tip. Var looked down with a desperate look in his eyes, begging to have his climax erupt all over his belly.

Instead, the hippogryph forced his thumb into his urethra up to the knuckle, stretching the skin around the tip to its limit. He twitched his thumb a bit every time he felt Var's muscles contract, adding pressure a bit at a time in tune with his own throbbing flare that remained lodged deep in the bird's rump.

"L-let me-" Vareoth started to whimper before Ilorek yanked his thumb out, spraying cum all over both of their chests. The bird's rump squeezed as tight as it would go, tugging Ilorek's knot and forcing the two of them together again. He kept twitching, his toes curling in pleasure as the massive member throbbed, pulsated, and squirted more into him. He could feel his belly bloat with the resulting seed, but it wasn't even remotely uncomfortable, he just used it to wiggle his hips, sloshing the seed around inside him, the cock floating in it, barely touching the flesh of his bowels.

Ilorek flicked his tail one last time as his knot started to deflate. He kept pressure on it, tugging gently against Vareoth's tight pucker until it came out with a wet, juicy splash. The thick equine cum spurted out between the cracks on his knot, the squirt so powerful it actually ricochet back up and over Var's belly and chest before drooling out his gaping rump.

He twitched and sputtered nonsense as his own seed mixed with the stallion seed on his belly, his rump gaping open but twitching itself closed one bit at a time before forcing the last of the seed out over the fan of his tail. He looked down, waiting for Ilorek to clean up the mess he made, but he got no such treatment. His rump remained gleefully messy and twitchy. "Could you p-please?" he begged, wrapping his hand around his crotch to tug at the sensitive, tender flesh of his rump.

Ilorek shook his head. "Sorry dear, I have something else for that. He showed up a few minutes ago." He turned and walked from Vareoth, leaving the bird strapped down on the table by his ankle and neck. The hippogryph then opened the door and whistled. "Come on boy! Got a nice creamy meal for you!" He called, his cum soaked cock drooling in a puddle between his legs.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Vareoth cried, barely able to look down to see who was coming.

"Meet Jarell. I'll leave him to have his way with you. I've got a mate to satisfy." With that, Ilorek left the shed and a particularly curious looking canine-avian hybrid stepped in.

"G-good boy." Vareoth whimpered a moment before the lupo-gryphon pounced his prone body.