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Under Tail Behind the Barn 2

"Excuse me, what are you doing?" Ilorek bellowed from behind Telkop.

The wolf's blood drained from his face as he turned to look back, the copious amounts of gryphon slime coating his muzzle and dribbling down his neck.

"This is not what I had in mind when I told you to take care of her, Tel."

Telkop froze still, not daring to move a muscle or even breathe. A million thoughts raced through his head as he stared with the eyes of a startled deer. Ilorek was standing behind him, twice his size and intimidating as a stallion could be. The awkward silence was drawn out for what felt like minutes before Telkop retorted, "Oh. It's not? You said to be creative, and this was the first thing that came to mind. Not creative enough? Sure, gimme a pipe wrench and..."

Ilorek cut him off mid-quip. "Don't play sly with me, Telkop. You should be using your cock, I doubt she'd appreciate a tongue when a knot is available." He stepped forward and pushed a confused Telkop out of the way as he rubbed at his sheathe, coaxing his cock from its depths. As it unfolded, he sidled up next to Ceylon, using his free hand to lift her tail and rub at her moist flesh.

The gryphoness looked back over her shoulder and squatted down, a meek stream of fluids trickling out over her engorged clit. She pushed back and spread her hind legs, spine twitching as she felt Ilorek's growing member pressed under her tail.

"See? Now this is more like it." Ilorek instructed as he leaned into her, using one hand to guide his still-soft tip up to her flesh, the other gripped tightly around the base of her tail. His cock was slowly expanding, growing more firm with each passing second. Before long, he was at fill mast; his bulging glans was pressed against her lips as she winked at him, a single drop of her fluids trailing down the underside of his shaft before falling into the hay when it reached the median ring of his cock.

Telkop remained confused and dumbfounded. Was Ilorek angry at him, or just playing coy? Clearly he didn't mind a more intimate relationship with his livestock, yet it wasn't clear what the lesson was. The wolf was certainly not too shy to play along, so he nestled back against a nearby hay bale and cupped his palm over his knot, offering it a gentle rub as he watched his boss' lesson.

"Now pay attention. Gryphons aren't so much about hard thrusting or superficial attention. They like the pressure of being filled deep. Like so." He kept a firm grip on the base of her tail and slowly leaned into her, his cock tip parting her lips as the length slowly disappeared into her. There was an audible squelch as she winked, squeezing his cock as inch after inch sunk into her folds. Her lips distended and spread apart, tiny flecks of fluid trickling off the tip of her clit.

Ilorek continued pushing in until his belly was pressed tight against the underside of her tail and his balls were resting between her thighs. She gave another wink of her clit, spewing another thin strand of fluid all over the equine's smooth ball sack. He didn't thrust, but he did lean into her, resting both hands on either of her rump cheeks. "There we go. Does that feel good, Cey?" He asked, stroking her spine from between her wings to the base of her tail, tickling her.

Ceylon responded by craning her neck back and gaping her beak open to coo at him, further pushing back as her muscles tensed and squeezed. She didn't need Ilorek to thrust into her in order to please him; her muscle contractions worked in waves from clit to cervix, sucking on his length before she pushed down, grunting as her walls collapsed, trying to force him out.

The hippogryph clenched his beak tight as he whimpered, relishing the sensations of her well-trained pussy massaging him back and forth. "S-see? She does all the wor-" He was cut off mid-sentence as Ceylon stepped away, pulling off his member with a wet squelch followed by a juicy queef. Ilorek was caught off guard at first, since he was leaning his weight into her, and he had to regain his posture as his cock tensed up, the flare expanding just before escaping her depths, a single gob of sweet equine precum shooting at her rump cheeks.

Ceylon offered a playful chirp before hopping onto a hay bale, balancing with ease as she licked at the mess under her tail.

"You sure it was enough?" Telkop asked. "She didn't walk away from me, did she?"

Ilorek turned to his farm hand and chuckled. "Don't worry, she likes to play hard to get. In fact, I think I'll need something else to take care of me, since Ceylon's in a more playful mood. Or, I dunno, maybe your tongue was better suited to her pleasure than I expected." He was stepping towards him, eventually standing over the wolf with his cock at attention, Ceylon's juices glistening in the evening light.

Telkop's expression shifted from that of amusement to worry. Ilorek's cock had to be as big around as his bicep, with his unflared tip about the same size as his balled up fist; it wasn't hard to see what his boss had in mind. "So what next, boss?" He nervously ran his fingers through his hair and the feather he wore as a reminder of his tribe. Oh, what they would think if they knew what was about to happen.

Rather than wait for an answer, the wolf sat up straight and offered a single lick to the hippogryph's equine cock tip, sampling the combined flavors of the already-familiar gryphon pussy juice and the more bitter hippogryph precum. It wasn't a bad taste at all, but it was quite powerful; he had to have more, so he wrapped his paws around the shaft between head and median ring to bury his muzzle in the urethral groove.

"Well this is a rather pleasant change of pace." Ilorek growled at Telkop. "So, you want to be the farm's little bitch slut?" He puffed his chest out and grinned.

Telkop paused a moment before hesitantly nodding; he wrapped his lips around the tip and cradled the underside of it on his tongue before leaning into it, forcing it down his throat. He swallowed, gullet muscles massaging the un-engorged glans as he sucked back any fluids from the end of the hippogryph's equine cock.

Ilorek actually pulled away a bit, ensuring his tip didn't plunge too deep into the wolf's throat. "Don't want to be caught on that when it flares out, do we?"

"N-no, of course not." Telkop agreed before taking another suckle.

Rather than wait for a response, Ilorek grabbed Telkop by the arm and spun him around, bending him over a hay bale, forcing his chest down and his tail up as the hippogryph's cock throbbed and spewed precum down the back of the wolf's thighs and underside of his tail. "I have a much, much better idea." He grabbed just under the tip of his cock and squeezed, pushing it against the wolf's pucker, smearing his fluid against the pink flesh before prodding deeper.

"Hnnnngh!" HE grunted as he felt the hippogryph's cock press into him, slowly spreading his flesh; a dull pain shot up from under his tail as he felt his muscles weaken and give way to the massive equine cock. He held his head down and bared his teeth as he did everything he could do to relax. If he tensed up, it would hurt even more when Ilorek breached his rump.

"You're a tight one, aren't you? Here, let me help a bit." Ilorek pulled away and got to one knee, lifting Telkop up so that the canine was on all fours on top of the bale of hay, his beak conveniently at ass height. He grabbed the wolf's tail and held it up as he leaned in, burying his beak between the canine's rump cheeks and plunging his tongue into the taut sphincter.

Telkop whimpered as his lower jaw trembled. The hippogryph's tongue was long and thick, muscled like a tentacle, and dainty as it tickled his flesh as deep as it would go. His eyes rolled in the back of his skull as he pushed back, feeling the firm curve of Ilorek's beak prodding at the underside of his tail.

Ilorek churred, the vocalization rumbling his beak and tongue against the canine's rump as he nuzzled and prodded at the tight pink hole. In and out he tasted, rubbing in circles at the opening and plunging in between gentle rubs by his thumbs. He needed to loosen him up, and this was the best way to do it. "You ready?" He asked, plunging one finger from each hand into the canine's backside, gently parting the anal ring to gape it open as his tongue slipped in again.

No words came from Telkop, only a needy whimper followed by a shudder and a grunt as he felt the hippogryph's digits prying at him. He pushed back and alternately clenched and released his muscles, feeling the fingers stretching him out a bit wider each time. His eyes involuntarily closed as he bared his teeth, tip of his tongue poking out between his lips as he felt a third, then fourth finger in him. Ilorek was getting quite eager, it seemed, and if he wasn't prepared for it, he was going to be torn in two by that massive cock.

The thought of such a thick rod of equine flesh plunging into him tickled his sheathe again, so he reached down between his legs and squeezed at the base of his knot, caressing his lobes and balls as he leaned back. He was ready. He wanted that cock, so he gaped his maw open and started panting like an eager puppy.

Ilorek got to his feet and squeezed at Telkop's rump gently before grabbing his tail again, holding him in place as he used his other hand to gather and smear precum all over his length and Telkop's rump. "I hope you're ready. Now you get to play bitch for me." He pressed his swollen tip to the tender, moistened rump flesh and applied just enough pressure to force it in, the spongy tissue squeezing and squishing before lurching forward and expanding inside.

Telkop was quite pleased to feel that it didn't hurt at all. The gentle massages had eased his mind and body, and clearly the equine fluids were slick enough that he felt no pain as the thick member penetrated him. He whimpered again, but this time he smiled and panted gently, looking back over his shoulder while tensing the muscles in his lower back to raise his tail up.

"Good boy, Tel. Good boy." Ilorek patted him on the rump and grabbed his hips, holding him in place as he slowly pushed himself in deeper and deeper, like he had the gryphon mare. Once he was deep enough, he gave a powerful thrust, plunging himself in up to the median ring of his member, the soft, loose-hanging flesh peeling back and wrinkling near his sheath. He tensed his pelvic muscles to make his cock throb inside, expanding and pressing out against all walls of the canine's anal flesh. Ilorek laughed a bit. "I can feel your pulse growing rapid."

Telkop smiled and laughed back, pushing back and squeezing. "I c-can feel yours, too." He let out a grunt followed by a meek moan.

"You like that, do you? Maybe I'll get you a stall and you can be my bitch when Valencia isn't around, how would you like that?" He pushed in again, only to find he couldn't go any deeper, even though only half his cock was buried in canine rump flesh.

"Mmhmm!" Telkop nodded and pushed back, his muscles twitching and massaging Ilorek's cock. His rump wasn't as well trained as the gryphon's pussy, but it was certainly much, much tighter, and he could feel the distention of his pucker as the hippogryph's massive member plunged into him, time and time again. He did notice that, with each motion, it hurt less and less. With each thrust and buck, he felt softer, looser, and more tender. That was great, because every thrust was a little harder, a little deeper, and a little bit more aggressive.

"Well you better please me like a proper bitch if you want my respect, eh?" Ilorek grabbed onto the canine's tail and forced himself in to the hilt, his balls slapping against the wolf's much smaller orbs, a trail of his fluids trickling down his sack as Telkop's tight flesh forced any lube down the shaft and into the sheathe.

Telkop let out a yelp followed by a needy panting, drooling saliva off the tip of his tongue. It hurt, but the dull pain dissipated into pleasure as his muscles twitched again, throbbing in time with Ilorek's massive cock. He could feel a bulge form in his belly as the equine flare swelled deep within him, so he lowered his head in preparation for the explosion. He wanted to say something, to beg for mercy or kindly request that Ilorek pull out before cumming fully, but he wanted to feel it. He wanted the fulfilling sensation of a massive flare plugging him followed by the hot, stickiness of equine seed bloating his belly. He wanted it, even if he knew it would hurt.

Ilorek let out a long, rumbling cry as he lowered his head, beak nearly touching his chest plumage as he dug his finger tips into Telkop's hips, holding him in place as he gave one final, powerful thrust, his hips bucking and tail raised as his tip widened and pressed out against the wolf's tight passage, his urethra distending and expanding as stream after stream of gooey horse seed exploded from him and into his bitch. He clenched his beak shut as his body trembled, his vocalizations pattering out into a whimper that was as meek sounding as Telkop's puppy sounds.

"Hnnnngh!" Telkop grunted and pushed back as far as he would go, squeezing his rump muscles as best he could to massage the throbbing member that was pulsating and filling him. He swayed his hips gently, alternating tensing each rump cheek to massage him from side to side. It was clear Ilorek was pretty much finished - Equines rarely last more than a few minutes - but Telkop still wanted to enjoy the sensation of the thick hippogrpyh cock that was pumping seed into him.

Ilorek took in one final breath before collapsing on top of Telkop, squishing the smaller canine between his large form and the bale of hay. His cock was still buried up to the hilt in the wolf's tight rump, but the pressure brought on from the squeezing flesh and the seed paired with the fact that his member was lready shriveling and shrinking helped to force his length out in one, wet torrent of semen. His cock folded itself up, pulling out entirely before nestling comfortably back inside his sheathe.

There was an awkward moment of silence as Telkop wondered just what to do. On one paw, his rump was sore and swollen, left gently gaping at the absence of horse cock, but on the other paw it was incredibly odd that his boss had just collapsed in a heap on him. He shifted a bit underneath the hippogryph's torso, about to protest, when Ilorek grabbed his hips and spun him around in one fluid motion.

The two ended up with Ilorek on his back, laying on the hay bale with Telkop sitting on his chest, paws on his shoulders and knees on either side of the hippogryph's massive torso. "There we go, I hope you're not too sore." Ilorek laughed as he reached around to prod at the underside of Tel's tail. He swirled a finger tip around, capturing much of the seed that was leaking out from the tender hole. Once he pulled out, he brought his finger up for the wolf to suck on.

Telkop happily obliged, grabbing Ilorek's wrist and sucking on the finger like it was a cock, gulping down the excess as his tongue slipped out to cradle it. His own member was still throbbing and bobbing gently, though the knot was deflated. He had needs, his member was aching for attention, and he'd fisted and gone down on a gryphon, only to be mounted by a hippogryph. It was time for him to get off. The gooey trail of hippogryph cum that was dribbling out his asshole and onto Ilorek's belly further accentuated his need, tickling his tender flesh just right.

"Awwww, does little pup need some attention, too?" Ilorek cooed at him, wrapping his massive hand around Telkop's member, pinkie curled around the neck of it as he gabe a gentle tug. "Might wanna do something about that, eh?" Before Tel could respond, Ilorek grabbed him by the hips and once again used his power to force the canine into a new position, only this one was with Tel's tail raised and rump aiming at Ilorek's beak.

Once in position, Telkop felt two powerful hands grab either of his cheeks to pull them apart, spreading his sore tailhole and pouring more of the equine seed out over his ball sack, which Ilorek happily licked up.

"I go away for three days, and I come home to this?"

Ilorek and Telkop both stopped and looked over at the source of the voice. It was Valencia, Ilorek's mate and Telkop's other boss.

A Single dribble of his own seed trickled down over the side of Ilorek's beak as he gulped, nervously. Telkop felt his member slowly retreating back into its sheathe as he anticipated a bit of a scuffle between the two lovers. He nervously got up off Ilorek and fiddled with his thumbs as he stepped away, preparing himself to leave.

"Oh no you don't, bitch!"