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"Thanks for havin' me over, Conrad. Really 'ppreciate it. You got any whiskey?"

Turz reached into his brother's alcohol cabinet in search of a stiff drink to chuck down this throat and his avian brother merely shook his head. Turz often came around at the late hours, out of the blue. In fact, Conrad actually expected it most days. Turz's work meant that he often had to work later hours, and when he was tired, it was must easier to just crash at his brother's house. Conrad lived significantly closer to the gryphon's place of work. And, of course, it meant that Turz got to see his Nephew.

As if on cue, Finn barrelled into the room. Conrad had married a pretty little canine 10 years back, and they had conceived a child together, a peculiar hybrid of canine and avian. Finn had taken mostly after his mother, being mostly canine with feathers all over his body, as well as having his father's colours. He was pure white with some odd bits of grey at the end of every feather. 3 years ago, Conrad and his wife split up, and that had hurt Conrad, but had raised his son on his own since then. She came around once a month to see her son, but other than that, they never had any contact. Conrad wasn't sure if this upset Finn, since he always seemed to be so happy. The half avian, half canine immediately ran across the room and hugged his uncle.

Finn looked to Turz as an idol, and who wouldn't, at his age? Turz was a towering hunk of flesh, standing over 6 foot tool with rippling muscles and broad shoulders. He was incredibly well-chiselled, and Finn wished he could be as bulky as Turz when he grew up. In comparison, Finn was only 4 foot tall, small for his age, with a chubby belly and a lithe body, not to mention the cute feathers. He was weak compared to his uncle!

"Hey, Finn." Turz turned slightly as he found a Whiskey bottle to pat his nephew on the head, loosening the tie around his neck as he did so. The large, muscular Gryphon was wearing typical office attire, from his shirt that barely fit to his long black trousers. He didn't know much about canines, but every other dog he met loved getting pet on the head, and Finn did too. The 10 year old pup nosed himself into the hand with a toothy grin.

"You, mister," Conrad hooked an arm around Finn's shoulder and tugged him back gently. "You should be in bed. It's 11 o' clock at night! Go on, up you go." He scooted him towards the stairs, and Finn giggled, stopping at the base of the stairs.

"Uncle Turz, are we gonna play tomorrow?" He asked, eyes wide. He bounced excitedly at the prospect.

"Uh," Turz wasn't sure as he poured himself a small morsel of the booze. "Maybe. Don't you have school?"

"I can get up early!" He urged, grinning even wider. He practically squealed with excitement. "See you in the morning!"

Finn turned and shot his way up the stairs to his room to get ready for bed. Turz let out a long, tired sigh as he downed the bit of alcohol he poured, before looking to Conrad.

"Dunno if I say it enough. You raised him well." He poured himself another shot of whiskey and raised it in a 'toast', before he downed it. Conrad merely shook his head.

"I try. Don't get too drunk, Turz." The avian urged. "If you're going to play with Finn in the morning, I don't want you having a hangover and upsetting him like last time, okay? I'm heading up. Goodnight."

Conrad stepped close and patted Turz's shoulder, before bringing him into a hug. The larger Gryphon loosely hugged him back and then flopped onto the couch, letting out another sigh. He watched as Conrad headed up the stairs to bed, and he was glad to have the privacy of himself for a brief moment. He knew he needed the sleep, but he thought he might check a few things out first.

It was 3 hours later when Finn came downstairs, dressed in a set of cherry red pyjamas. He was thirsty, since he'd forgotten to get a drink before he went to bed, and he also needed to use the bathroom. It was a good time to kill two birds with one stone.

The puppy's little paw-pads were silent on the floor as he tip-toed across the kitchen to the sink, trying to be as quiet as possible as he poured himself a drink. He filled a glass halfway and he drank some of it down as he peered across to the living room. It wasn't a big house, so their kitchen was a small kitchenette, making Finn able to see right through into the living room. He tried to peer over the back of the couch from where he was standing, and he could see a dim light. Curious, he stepped over after setting his glass down.

He could see immediately that Turz was fast asleep, with his empty glass hanging loosely from his fingertips, and his phone in his other hand. His head was lolled back, snoring slightly as he breathed in and out. Finn glanced towards the whiskey bottle, and blew a sigh. Turz hadn't had much. At least he wouldn't be hungover. The pup reached over the bird to grab the glass out of his hands before he dropped it, and his eyes drifted to the phone's screen.

His eyes settled on a lewd picture of cat taking something in his mouth that appeared connected to a canine standing above him. Finn frowned in confusion as he set the empty glass down as he leant in closer. The gears turned in his head, and he blinked in surprise as he realised that the swollen piece of flesh must be the canine's sheath. But it was lot bigger than Finn's was. Maybe it got bigger somehow?

Slowly, Finn took the phone from Turz's hand, and the Gryphon grumbled something in his deep sleep, but didn't stir awake. Finn's tiny hands swiped the screen and he switched to another picture, equally a lewd. Except, this time, the feline was taking something into his butt instead. It must be the canine's 'sheath' again, but it was so strange! Finn looked a little anxious again as he looked over to his uncle. Did he have the same thing?

Maybe this wasn't a good idea. He didn't want to get into trouble. But, at the same time, he was curious, and he did want to know more. He shifted a little until he faced the bird and crouched down. He didn't want to wake the Gryphon, so he went as slow as his could, his hands trembling a little as he unbuttoned the black trousers his uncle wore. He winced as the sound if the zipper going down filled the room, but Turz still didn't stir. Finn blew a sigh of relief as he tugged the trousers down enough to see the impressive bulge his uncle sported.

Finn's heart hammered in his chest and he looked nervous, as well as excited. His hands moved up, and he traced his fingers across the muscles through the fabric of Turz's shirt. He slowly undid the bottom two buttons on the Gryphon's top and slinked his hands underneath, feeling the strong muscles and the soft fur, combining into a wonderful sensation on his fingers.

"Wow..." He whispered to himself, and he unbuttoned the rest of the shirt so that it could part down the middle. His eyes trailed along Turz's body in the dim light. The gryphon had mostly white fur on his body but for his yellow taloned hands, and his chest was nearly all brown in colour. It was a pleasant colour combination. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea, but Finn decided to straddle his uncle. Turz appeared to be a heavy sleeper, and he was thankful for that as he got onto the Bird's lap.

"Mh...I don't wanna work, ya fuck..." Turz mumbled in his sleep, and Finn tensed, freezing up for a moment. He waited patiently, his heart pounding in his ears. When he was sure Turz wasn't going to wake up, he continued, leaning his head down as his hands traced across the thick muscles across his uncle's broad chest. They were so strong and so rough. Finn's stomach did a flip, and he brung his head close. The pup traced his lips across one of the bird's sensitive nubs, surprised at how smooth it felt in comparison to the muscles themselves. He'd seen someone on the pictures do this, and he wanted to try it. He opened his mouth, ever so slightly, and he gently bit down on the nipple.

Immediately, he felt it harden up slightly under his stimulation, and he blinked for a moment before gently kneading it with his underdeveloped, pegged teeth. He flicked his tongue out and slathered the sensitive nub in warm saliva. He tugged it with his teeth and gently suckled, as if he was breastfeeding. He could feel the Gryphon breathe deeper underneath him, and he wondered if Turz liked it. Hell, Finn was enjoying this, so why shouldn't Turz?

Whilst the pup paid attention to one nipple, his other hand trailed up to give the other one a little bit of attention. His thumb traced across the other nub and rolled around it in a circular motion as he felt it harden under his digit. He pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, tugging it in a similar fashion as he did with his teeth. He felt the Gryphon stir underneath him again and a small groan escaped his throat. Finn looked surprised as he pulled back, grinning. That's when he felt something swelling and pushing up against his rump.

The little pup's eyes trailed down as he leant back, and he noticed that his uncle's underwear had significantly swelled in size. Confused, the hybrid scooted back a little bit, precariously balancing on Turz's knees as his hands trailed down. He pressed a hand to the bulge and felt it twitch underneath his touch. Turz groaned again in his slumber, and Finn tilted his head, thinking that this must be the 'getting bigger' thing he was thinking about a moment ago.

His little hands hooked into the Gryphon's boxers and he slowly slid them down to reveal his uncle's fat, stiffening member. Finn's jaw dropped as the cock flopped into view, twitching and swelling to full mast within a few moments. The Gryphon must be 12 inches, at the very least,his entire cock a smooth black colour with a throbbing, pre-coated head and an impressive set of balls. Finn's jealously panged within him as his hand gently touched the member. It was startlingly hot and he heard the Gryphon groan underneath him. Did this feel nice to Turz?

Anxiously, Finn wrapped his hands around the member and squeezed a little, watching as pre leaked from the tip as if on command. The pup pulled his hands up and saw that pre was practically beginning to ooze from the top now. Finn wondered how it tasted, and he leant his head down. He sniffed curiously, finding no particular scent, and he pressed his lips to the tip, using his tongue to scoop up some of the pre-cum. It tasted sweet, but salty at the same time. It was nice.

He felt Turz shift underneath him, and the bird groaned in what sounded like pleasure as his hips pushed up in their slumber, forcing Finn's mouth further down on the member than he had anticipated. The pup struggled to widen his mouth enough to fit around the swelling head, but he somehow did it, his tongue pressed firmly up against the underside of the cock as the head pushed and smeared against the roof of his mouth, shooting tiny strings of pre-cum into his mouth. It was almost too much to handle, but Finn managed to gulp down whatever shot into his mouth. This was far more than Finn had ever thought to happen.

Slowly, as if on instinct, his hands began to work on the cock, squeezing around the base and rubbing up to his mouth, then back down again. He felt the Gryphon writhe underneath him as his nephew worked his cock. The pup continued, huffing gently. His tail wagged eagerly at the thought of pleasing his Uncle and making him feel happy. His hands worked a little faster and gripped tighter as he struggled to gulp down the increased quantity of pre-cum into his mouth. He still wasn't sure what the sticky fluid was, but it tasted nice, so he'd gorge on it.

As he suckled and lick, he felt Turz groan and move a little bit more underneath him, swearing under his breath. Finn wasn't sure why he was saying these things, or being so fidgety, but he must be doing something right. The pre-cum spurting from the tip had become more copious, and Finn had struggled to swallow any of it down, forcing it to dribble down the cock and coat his little hands in the sticky liquid, slicking up and member. It dribbled down the uncle's balls, coating them as well, along with wetting the front of Finn's pyjamas as most of it dribbled down his chin and onto his own body.

Suddenly, the Gryphon grunted and jutted his hips a few time, thrusting up into Finn's mouth a few times. Luckily, the pup had learnt his lesson and pulled his head back with the thrusts so that he couldn't choke. He felt the cock swell underneath his hands and the balls scrunch up against the cock. Then,it hit him: jets of sticky, viscous fluid shot into the back of his throat and Finn was forced to pull his head back, trying not to cough as the fluids kept coming. They spurted all over Finn's face and shot down his body, coating the front of his clothes in the strange, clear-white fluids. Some of it poured down the cock whilst the rest continued to dribble all over Finn's front. The pup blinked, utterly confounded.

"Fucking...yeeaahh..." Turz muttered in his sleep, and the birds muscles went lax after his orgasm, still fast asleep. Finn looked down at himself and ran a finger through the globule of cum on his chest. He brought it to his lips and licked, recoiling. It tasted incredibly salty, and he stuck out his tongue, wiping his mouth with his arm. He looked down at the uncle and noticed that Turz was smiling. Finn grinned, thinking that he must have made his uncle happy after all!

Finn slowly scooted forwards as he remembered the other thing on the phone, remembering the way the feline took the stiff appendage. He gripped the cock in his little hands, and almost immediately it sprung back to life in his hands, stiffening up again and twitching, ready for another round. Finn shifted, and decided he'd try it.

The pup moved off of Turz's lap and he tugged his pyjamas down, revealing his little sheath and balls. He was a little aroused himself, with the tip poking out of his little sheath and throbbing, slowly growing. The pup turned and tugged off his sticky, cum-soaked top as well as he scooted back onto the Gryphon's lap, facing away from him. He pressed his rump up against the cock and pushed against it, feeling it stiffen and push back.

"Oh fuck..." Turz groaned in his sleep, his hands weakly clutching at thin air. Finn guessed that the member was meant to go into his butt, so he rocked his hips up as the sticky cum slid across his little pucker, making him shudder. He used a hand to steady himself as the other hand gripped the top of the member so he could angle it towards his tight entrance. The tip pressed against his pucker, and he felt a jet of pre-cum shoot up against it, making him tense for a moment. He gritted his teeth, and slowly pushed his rump down.

He hadn't expected it to hurt. He struggled to keep his voice down as he forced the lubed-up cock into his tight puppy pucker. Eventually, he relaxed enough to stretch to accommodate the thick cock, and he let out a short gasp as the member sunk in a good few inches with ease. His tunnel clamped down tightly and squeezed hard, forcing more pre-cum out of his uncle's tip. The pup resisted the urge to whine as the bird groaned underneath him. Finn slowly squatted down onto the member, only managing another few inches before the searing pain was a little too much for him to handle. The pup breathed hard through his nose as he pulled back up, with the intent to pull right off.

He paused when he heard Turz moan again underneath him, and he felt a sticky wave of pre-cum shoot up into him, making his entire body tingle. Finn shivered, and he bit his lip, changing his mind. He sunk his rump back down again, huffing softly as he went down a little deeper, managing an extra inch as he descended. He put a hand over his mouth to stifle a groan of pain and pleasure. The cock throbbed inside him and pushed against something sensitive inside him, making him shudder and squeeze down hard.

"F...Fuck..." Turz moaned again and bucked his hips in his deep slumber, forcing another inch into his nephew's tight ass. Finn let out a weak squeak of protest and tensed up hard. He knew he'd only taken half the member, and he wasn't sure if he could take anymore. He pulled himself up and pushed back down, huffing and breathing gently as he started to ride his uncle's member, rocking his hips. The room was filled with the squishy, wet sounds of their sex and the groans of his uncle. Finn was glad his father was also a deep sleeper.

The little pup's member was fully out by his point and he wrapped a hand around his own stiff, canine cock, squeezing it a little. He felt a jolt of pleasure up his spine and he stuck out his tongue, panting hot as his tunnel milked his uncle's cock with each squeeze and flex of his insides. He moved himself a little faster atop his uncle's cock, slowly working himself a little faster as he furiously tugged and squeezed his own cock.

Finn suddenly felt the pleasure in his own member grow in intensity, and in turn, the pleasure in his rump felt more and more intense. He rose his rump up and slammed it down, breathing heavier and heavier, not bothering to hide his own little moans as he rode his uncle's thick cock. His knot swelled at the base of his member as his loins ached with lust and desire.

"Nnh...Nnhhh...Nnnn..." Finn groaned almost in unison with his uncle as he felt his orgasm fast approaching. He didn't know what it was, but he didn't want this sensation to end. It felt too amazing! He huffed and panted, getting more and more intense until he felt his orgasm hit him. He groaned in utter ecstasy and shut his eyes tight as his cock throbbed. It twitched and pulsed, though nothing came out. With each of his cock's convulsions, his insides squeezed and clamped down like a vice. He felt Turz shudder and groan underneath him, and he knew what was coming.

Within seconds, Turz had orgasmed, and Finn felt a wave of thick, sticky cum shooting up into his insides, deeper than he ever thought possible. The pup weakly gasped as the cum never seemed to stop, pumping into his insides like a leaky faucet. He felt his stomach gorge and swell from the sheer amount, even if some of it dribbled back down onto his uncle's cock. The pup whined and shuddered softly, stroking his swelling belly as his own orgasm died down.

"Fuck...god, fuck..shit..." Turz did nothing but swear and groan as he emptied his balls into his nephew's ass, still asleep, his eyes closed and his mouth agape. His orgasm eventually died down and his cock softened in his nephew's tight ass. Finn pulled himself up with a great deal of effort and the cock slipped out of him. Cum poured from his gaping ass, splattering down onto his uncle's crotch and inner thighs. Finn's stomach lost it's swelling within a few moments as the pup let out a long sigh.

Weakly, Finn shifted and got off of his uncle's lap, struggling to walk. He looked down at the mess they'd made: cum was splattered all over the couch, all over Turz's front and crotch. The uncle's cock still hung free and his shirt was spread open. Finn's pyjamas were completely soaked, as well as his front. How was Finn going to excuse this so his uncle didn't get into trouble?

Finn panicked. He looked around and scooped up a towel, draping it over Turz's lap as he grabbed his pyjamas and put them into the bin, shaking the bag around so they ended up at the bottom. He towelled off the front of his body and then set that towel down on the floor underneath his uncle's feet. Surely, then, no-one would notice, right? Finn wiped his forehead, and he quickly made his way back up the stairs before anyone was none-the-wiser.

In the morning, Conrad had thankfully come down first and noticed the entire mess of the living room. With a long sigh, and avian slapped his brother awake by hitting him in the back of the head.

"Huh, wha?" Turz bolted upright and groaned, rubbing the back of his head. "The fuck, Conrad? Whadya do t--"

"Shut it. Look at the mess you've made overnight." Conrad cut over him, gesturing down to the cum-soaked towels. "And jesus, your dick is out. You're glad Finn didn't wake up first. Poor kid's got a fever, he can't even go into school."

Conrad scooped up the whiskey bottle. "At least you didn't completely get hammered. You've got work in an hour. Go get a shower." He suggested, and merely smirked, patted his brother's shoulder.

Turz looked utterly confused as he stared down at his crotch, seeing the sticky cum everywhere. It was confusing. He didn't even remember doing anything last night. He knew he'd fallen asleep before he'd even begun to jerk off, but he'd had an amazing dream full of sex and cock-sucking.

"Jeez, I don't even remember what happened." Turz grunted, and he stood, tucking his thick cock back into his boxers as he made his way up the stairs. "Hey, make me some bacon, will ya? Cheers, Conrad."

Turz headed up to the shower, but not before he peeked into Finn's room. He noticed the pup was fast asleep in his bed, lying on his back, gently snoring. The bird smiled and shut the door, heading back to the bathroom.

Finn peek an eye open when Turz left, and he sported a cheesy grin. Maybe next time Turz was over, they could have more fun. Right?