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As morning lit up a cloudless sky, casting a fiery glow over his forest, Faun ensured his marked and bred kitty properly found his way home. Poor leopard was still in a dazed state of well-musked delight, required a little guidance just to ensure he even remembered where he lived. Faun was happy to help out. And already thinking about when next he would have his way with those spots.

For now, he had the day to himself to bask in his realm. His feral, breeder scent was on the leaves, the blades of grass. The creatures all around him were in his service. Getting himself fed and watered, Faun took to the skies to survey his vast stretch of the woods. Maybe there would be another wanderer like the leopard. He was already feeling a little twitch in his balls as he soared near the clouds. Already prepared to unload again on some soft, breedable thing.

The day was bright and clear, but a dark cloud was sweeping towards him. With eyes downwards over the lands beneath, he hardly saw what hit him before it did.

It was like hitting a solid wall, his flight violently halted as something bigger, heavier, and simply stronger took hold of him mid-swoop. Before he truly knew what was happening, he found his wings pinned and helpless, held behind him by an an unseen force. He was plummeting, watching the distant ground approaching and wondering just how much it would suck to impact it at this speed.

Before that became a reality, the plunge slowed into a tree-bending swoop, and Faun was released by his powerful assailant. For a moment he was off balance, left staggering through the brush, while the other landed with grace.

Faun saw two dark black bird feet, two heavy feline paws, and the tall, proud pose of a jet-black gryphon. The male's plumage was sleek and shining, like a piece of night that had somehow invaded the day. An attractive corvid head was complimented by a shiny beak. Smooth feathers led back to muscular panther haunches. He was built not unlike Faun himself, with that impressive sturdiness all through him. Except, he was bigger.

Sensing a fight for territory, Faun dropped low, beginning to circle. The other gryph watched him, his expression betraying amusement as his beak arched. He remained standing tall, maintaining that classic proud gryphon pose.

"No need to get all instinctual on me, friend," he said in a warm, deep voice. He sounded older, more mature than Faun. "I'm not much looking for a fight."

Though he said that, when Faun tried to get around him, he moved swiftly and abruptly to cut him off, softly pacing, still standing tall. The fluff of fur and feathers brought a scent to Faun's attention. That black gryph had a silky hot musk to him, one that immediately caught his senses and simply wouldn't let go. It was enough that, at least, he stopped crouching like he was ready to pounce.

"What, then?" Faun asked, his tone a bit sharp. He didn't especially appreciate the introduction, especially not in his own territory. Most gryphs tended to respect a thing like that.

"Well, originally - I'm Xavier, by the way - I thought it would be that pretty leopard. He would have been a fine plaything, but seems some other gryphon had that idea first."

Faun eyed Xavier cautiously. He stood up to full height, face-to-chest with the larger male.

"So what brings you here? Into my own territory uninvited, I might add." The bigger gryph didn't seem outright hostile, but Faun didn't really trust him.

"Oh, that should be obvious by now. In absence of a leopard to play with, I'll just have you."

Credit for boldness, but Faun still scoffed at that. "It's not that easy."

"Of course not." Xavier grinned. "I intend to earn you. Why don't we have a little contest, a little tussle, and see who comes out on top? No claws or talons, let's keep this polite."

Figured that a gryphon would know how to appeal to him, Faun thought. A matter of pride like that wasn't exactly the sort of thing he could just turn down and walk away from. Now he had to go along with whatever Xavier was planning. He returned the grin.

"Then let's see what you can do, old bird."

Faun lunged, and Xavier met him, their front feet interlocking as they rose to their hinds. Grappling, the thumped chest to chest, the sounds of strife a mix of feline and avian noise all at once. Xavier cawed, and chuckled, holding tight. They stepped back and forth as if waltzing together, tied together in that feral wrestling match.

Xavier was bigger though, and also stronger. Considerably so, Faun soon found. Forcing the smaller bird to the grass, Xavier threw a hind leg over his back and simply pinned him with his weight and muscle.. Faun squirmed, pushed back on him, but he was stuck, being shoved progressively deeper into the dirt by that heavy gryph.

The big bird simply held that position for a while. Faun couldn't see his expression, but he could sense the smirk on his beak. And under all that weight, smothered in warm fur and feathers alike, he could feel a certain heavy something settled on the small of his back.

Xavier had a great big fat sack, to say the least. Snugly planted atop Faun, the smaller gryph couldn't escape their slow grinding over his spotted fur. That black gryphon's musk was ever-present, but the indulgent, dominant friction really brought it out. Faun could feel it marking his fur as Xavier ruffled and mussed it with his rubbing. A little more, and he was outright humping the gryphon below him. Just pressing his oversized balls into muscular jaguar haunches, letting out a sultry caw as he dominated the younger, smaller gryph.

Clenching his beak, Faun felt angry at first, his pride wounded, but something took the edge off that. He couldn't even bring himself to protest. Those nuts felt good rubbing on his fur. He liked the sound of Xavier's caws. That musk was just getting hotter, smoother. It seemed to almost massage his mind, just to full his senses with that spice. The kind of soothing, warming sensation that could prove so easily addicting.

He gave his head a sharp shake. What was he thinking! With a buck of his hips, he fought wildly, and eventually got the bigger gryph off of his back. Jumping back to his feet, he swirled around, facing Xavier once more.

Now he could see a glimpse of dark purple flesh poking from a filled, dropped sheath between muscular panther thighs. Xavier's sheath swung back and forth in time with his trotting steps. He hardly even looked like he was in a fight anymore. So relaxed, so confident. A look of unmistakable lust in his golden eyes.

If he wasn't going to be able to overpower the other gryphon, Faun would just have to trip him up. He went low, lunging for Xavier's planted feet, sensing that he wasn't on guard. But his shoulder-tackle fell short, and he found himself soon facedown in the grass as he was simply simply stepped upon, scaled feet pressed down where wings met back. How did such a big beast move so fast? Not fair at all.

If the previous pin had been dominant, this new position was simply humiliating. Xavier nipped at Faun's tail, tugged it in his beak teasingly. And he planted those smooth, heavy nuts firmly atop Faun's head, giving his feathers a thorough rubdown in that intoxicating scent. Then, he got his nuts pleasantly jiggling as he bounced his hips up and down in some humiliating motions. That black gryph was teabagging him, tapping him with his sack until Faun felt as if he were sweetly drowning in that mind-numbing musk.

Faun could feel it getting into his feathers as it warmed his cheeks. It was the kind of rich, almost unbearably arousing scent that had his tail twitching, his toes curling. He clenched his beak once more and grunted, trying to get it out of his head. Trying not to think about how good it felt have those furred orbs thumping atop his head. When he felt the tingle of his sheath filling out, he knew there was no slowing himself down. Damn bird was going to make him hard.

Trapped and dominated by the older gryphon, Faun's thoughts were getting foggy. As Xavier's thick sheath slid back and exposed his dark-fleshed cock, sliding over Faun's back, the scent grew even stronger. It hit him hard, making him cruck nervously. Because he knew it was working on him.

When Xavier's cock filled out part way, he started grinding it on his new plaything. His now, as far as he was concerned. Trapped in its sheath for so long, his shaft was coated with the most delicious of built-up gryphon flavour, all of it painted over Faun's back as he humped and toyed with him.

"Personally I think you've done quite enough," Xavier said, cheerfully. "Fine work, very good struggle. No one would think any less of you for giving up now."

Give up! A preposterous suggestion from anyone, much less a fellow gryphon. Faun knew he couldn't possibly have meant it, the tease. Huffing, he gave another hard squirm, trying to buck himself out from underneath that pin.

This time though, he didn't get anywhere. Xavier shoved down on him even harder, until he making a gryph-shaped dent in the dirt beneath. And while he pushed, Xav rolled and bounced his hips, humping Faun's head. Soon enough there was the telltale lewd splat of hot pre spurting onto his back, marking right where fur and feathers met. Oh, he wasn't going to come out of this smelling like himself anymore, even if he got away now.

With his cock sitting at an impressive half-mast, comfortable resting across a foot or so of Faun's wriggling form, Xavier simply relaxed himself even further and let his bladder go. Faun got treated to a hard spray marking him down, unable to move out of its way. The sound it made hitting his fur rang in his ears. He felt it running down his sides, pooling around him. Getting on his underside as he was made to lay in the musky, hot puddle while the bigger gryphon casually pissed on him.

And it was in his fur, his feathers, his skin. He could just feel how enduring that mark would be, already. It would linger on him for days, weeks, no matter how many rolls in the river he might take. He was steaming with it. So overwhelmed by how thoroughly it was tainting him that he didn't even think to struggle out of its way.

That allowed Xavier to leisurely rise, swinging his tail with amusement, and simply spray it right onto Faun's head. And then in his face. Faun sputtered, turned away, tried to shield himself, but he got nearly all of it. His features, so elegant and well-groomed in normal order, now drenched and matted to give him a silly, embarassing look. Dipping his head, he felt himself dripping, felt that huge mess pouring from him, but he simply let the dominant male finish.

It felt good. Xavier didn't even have to say anything. He knew he'd hit that point. And so when he squatted, placing those massive nuts of his directly in front of Faun's face, he soon felt the smaller bird's tongue slurping over them. Faun shuddered. As good as Xav's balls smelled, they tasted even better. He didn't even debate giving them another lick. He knew he needed to have more of that flavour.

Soon enough, he was worshiping Xavier's fragrant sack. Slathering it in drool, his beak growing wet and his cock getting hard. The older gryph was happy to just let Faun indulge a while, cawing and grunting here and there while his cock grew to its full length. It was like one of Faun's legs by the time it had filled out entirely. Thick gobs of pre drooled from it, glazing Faun's back once more. By now, he was so thoroughly marked a little more hardly mattered.

He took his time licking every inch. From the underside, sloppily slurping right down to smooth panther taint, all the way up and in between those balls. He licked the base of Xav's sheath, right around the edge of that folded-back skin where the musk was strongest. That scent was so strong in his senses that he found himself drooling, his eyes rolling back slightly, his tail remaining lifted. How ... how could one gryphon's scent do this to him?

It left Faun all muddled and confused. He was all but philosophizing how this would change his very state of being the gryphon he was. Or maybe he was just musk-drunk and his thoughts had gone silly. Either way, he was left in a stunned stupor after licking those balls a while. So deeply that he didn't even protest when Xavier swung around, got on top once more, and mounted him from behind.

Faun even rolled his hips along with the lusty motions of Xavier's hips. The big gryph rubbed his cock over Faun's balls, over his rump, grinding slickly. The flexible barbs on the tip of his dark-violet shaft tickled and massaged over with each stroke. Tight gryphon rim flexed as those barbs rubbed hard against it. The sheer amount of pre Xavier was leaking made for a sloppy, lubed up mess beneath Faun's tail. Maybe that would help with just how big that thing was.

Xavier again cawed. Faun could hear the sound rumbling against his back as the gryphon pinned him. He raised his head some, only to have it shoved back down as Xavier planted a scaled black foot on top. Wrapping talons around Faun's skull, he clutched dominantly and kept him from even looking up.

Though he'd allowed him to go this far, that bit of roughness sparked Faun's competitive instincts once more. He huffed and rumbled and squirmed some. Sure, Xav was still stronger than him, still had him pinned, but he couldn't just let him have all the control! So he got his hips bucking again, like a horse trying to throw a rider.

Xavier gave a warm chuckle and pressed himself down atop the bucking gryphon, smothering him entirely in his large form, leaving him barely able to even wriggle.

"Second thoughts? You did seem to enjoy licking my balls."

Faun's tone was indignant and aroused all at once. "I'm not... you can't just do all you want... I'm not your toy..."

"Of course you aren't." Xavier leaned down, and nipped Faun on one of the ears, a sort of affectionate gesture. "You are an elegant gryphon who needs a proper rutting. From someone who knows just how to pleasure you."

Still grinding, Xavier directed those barbs forward, really making Faun tingle beneath the tail. His hind leg started twitching all over. That felt far too good. He was hard, he was dripping. His own musk was on full display, but it was effectively drowned out by Xavier's. He tried to squirm away from that perfectly-barbed cock. Tried not to let it inside.

Despite how kindly he spoke, Xavier wasn't above forcing it a little. His muscular haunches flexed as he roughly lined himself up, grinding his tip under Faun's tailbase. He humped and thrust and then hotly began to sink forth, sweetly spreading out the bottom gryph. Faun let out a sharp squawk, a noise not quite as dignified as his usual.

It was inside, just an inch, but already the tingle of those barbs was making Faun shake. Then deeper, spreading that pleasure into him. Making his cock spurt pre. He could cum just from the feeling of being penetrated. Faun clenched his front feet, dug his talons into the dirt, closed his eyes tight. He could feel himself being stretched to accommodate that hefty tool. By the time it was halfway buried, he could feel his balls bloating beneath Xavier's cock with how big a load this was going to make him spill.

Now he had pre gushing into him. Already filling him with potent seed even before penetration finished. When Xavier got most of his shaft inside, he paused as a bulge thumped Faun's rim. He raised his flattened ears. Was that...?

A caw sounded into those perked ears. "You're going to feel wonderful to knot. You feel it, I'm sure."

Faun stiffened and tensed. Already he was stretched and loosened by that cock buried in his tail. He winced, drew a sharp breath, and then shook his head.

"It won't fit!" he exclaimed.

"Are you in pain?" Xavier asked, and it sounded like he actually cared.

Faun considered. He felt stretching, felt outright bloated with gryphon cock, but despite the size of Xavier's member, it didn't hurt.

"Well, no..."

"Then I don't see why I shouldn't tie with you. It's not even full yet."

That 'not even full' knot was already throbbing, inching its way forward as the lewd sound of slick insides spreading out for it made Faun shudder again. He wasn't struggling any more. He whimpered a little. It felt so good. He could hardly imagine not having Xavier's cock inside him anymore.

"I... yesss, nnnf..."

Again that warm chuckle came to his ears. It was friendly and maybe a bit fatherly.

"That's it. Just enjoy yourself. You're not any less for loving how it feels."

Raising up his hips, Xavier pulled back a little, popping that half-inserted knot back out. The shock of pleasure that came made Faun cry out, his beak open wide, getting some grass in it as Xavier rubbed his piss-stained face in the dirt.

Then back down, in what felt like an earth-shaking thrust, pounding that knot against him, forward. And then inside. It jammed in under Faun's tail with a loud pop, and sent such a surge of pleasure through him that he could only faintly cruck. A tiny sound of giving in.

To be completely tied, completely taken by that cock as the barbs mercilessly tickled him inside, that was more than enough. Faun jumped and twitched and lost all control of himself as he wildly emptied his built up load. He sprayed pure gryphon cum all over himself, his cock pinned tightly against his belly to be sure he made an utter mess of his feathers. More than already. The puddle he was pinned into grew thicker and messier.

And while Faun cummed, Xavier -fucked- him. Lunging, pounding, slamming thrusts. Mating him like a breeding hen. That knot stayed wedged deep within him, sliding in and out, trapping in the growing load of pre to slick and suck noisily through it all. He didn't quite grace Faun with his cum yet though. As afterglow hit the bottom gryph, Xavier instead began to tug.

That knot didn't feel like it would be going anywhere. It was getting thicker with each thrust, the veins throbbing over it, enough that Faun could even feel them. Xavier wrenched the orgasmic gryph about as he yanked, until finally he pulled all the way out. A spill of pre as thick as a decent cumshot came pouring down Faun's balls. He was whining, wanting it back in, his cock barely even softening for a moment before getting fully hard from the pleasure again.

Faun started squirming against that knot, almost seeming to be trying to get it back inside. His motions were desperate and needy. And not lost on Xavier.

"Do you want it back inside? Want me to knot you again? It won't be coming out for a while this time."

"Y-yes. All of it," Faun panted. At least he could insist, so he wasn't completely submissive.

"That means every last drop of cum is going inside you too, you know." Xavier teased him as he rubbed on him in a circle, letting that knot teeter on slipping inside, but not quite going forward.

"It doesn't m-matter!" Faun sounded exasperated. "I -need- it!"

Xavier smirked again, and then just started jamming it in. Having loosened the gryph up made it easier, but it still meant some wet, rough forcing. Faun was whimpering, groaning, and then gave a sharp cry as it went in. The pop was even louder than before, a splat of pre rushing back from it. And with that, the knot was tied, and Xavier was stuck, tight.

He only had a few inches to work with when it came to thrusting, but he made the most of it. He pumped back sharply, then forth. He rocked and rolled his hips as he devastated Faun's rump. It never seemed to hurt, even when it definitely should have. Even when his belly was bloating with a clear outline of thick gryphon meat.

Though he was soaking in his seed like taking a hot bath, Faun was ready to cum again. Rocked back and forth by the larger, stronger gryphon, letting himself completely let go and not care about anything but feeling good. It was more than enough to refill his breeder balls. An even fatter pair slapped against him, spanking him loudly as things got rough. It was the kind of powerful fuck that would be far too much for most. For anyone but him, he thought with a flash of pride even as he totally gave in. Only he could properly take this cock.

When muscles began to tighten and constrict, the two gryphs put their bird sides to work together, chiming in with a mix and match of avian noise. Crucks and caws, as well as the occasional inelegant squawk from Faun when things felt just a little too good.

Xavier fucked Faun until he was able to match their orgasms to the moment. Just as Faun began to shoot forth, nearly blanking himself out on the pleasure, Xavier pushed in as far as he could go. Cock, knot, even a little sheath, with balls snugly pressed atop Faun's as he emptied them inside.

, Faun was shocked by just how hard that cum hit his insides. The impact along was like getting pounded just a little deeper, helping to milk out even more from his furiously gushing cock. Then, the heat, as it warmed him to the very core. Then, the weight, as he started to feel bloated, heavier. His belly began to sag down, rounding out with a sloshing load of gryphon cum even more potent than his own.

By the time Faun was done cumming, he was like a rug. His legs spread out in four directions. A soothing rumble running through him. Completely spent. His every inch a mess, marked by musk or piss or both. But Xavier wasn't even done cumming.

It slowed down after a while, at least. Faun had no idea how long Xavier spent spraying his full load into him, but it felt unnaturally long. He was bloated, exhausted, unable to move, and yet that black gryphon still had seed to give.

From spurting it became just the occasional spray. Just when Faun thought that must be it, those enormous balls must be done, another few gushes came. Though barbed and half-panther, Xavier came a bit like a canine. Just pausing, then squirting again, long after he'd already pumped out a belly-stretching load.

"A-are you done yet?" Faun asked, his voice shaky.

"Not for a while," Xavier replied, in a voice like a moan. His eyes were closed as he leaned down to nip Faun's ear again. "I'm going to give you every last drop. Not like you're going anywhere."

He reminded Faun just how stuck he was with a tug of that knot. It was tightly locked in, not moving in the slightest. And it wasn't softening either. Xavier lifted a hind leg, and the pressure forced Faun to mimic the gesture, guided along by that knot like it was his leash. The black gryphon went on.

"You look good like that, anyway. All panting, drooling for me. Your belly heavy with my seed. It'll look even better when it's rounded with my spawn."

Faun flattened his free ear, the other remaining raised in Xav's grasp. "What are you... you didn't!"

Xavier chuckled heartily. "Of course I did. You think a gryph potent enough to mate a breeder bird like you wouldn't knock you up?"

Faun gave a huff and a whine, rocking his hips some. As if he could possibly hope to dislodge himself from that knot.

"No sense squirming. I knocked you up the moment I was inside you, I bet. Just a spurt of pre, and it's done. But this..." He paused, humped forth with a grunt, shooting another rope of cum, thicker than the few previous. "This will make absolutely sure. And we're just going to stay here, all tied up, until I'm done."

Faun crucked in protest, squrimed a little, but finally just sank down to his slumped, almost flattened state once more. "Unngh... I don't know how this even happened. But I... want it. I want to carry your offspring, want to swell with them. I want to smell like you for weeks, for months. I want to be your breeding stock to knock up again and again..."

Faun stopped, clenched his beak. He was babbling such embarrassing admissions, but it felt so good, so freeing to let them out like that.

"And I will." Xavier affectionately licked the back of Faun's head, despite the mess he'd made of it earlier. "You're all mine, and you're right where you should be. Breeders get bred too. Now relax. Think about how good it feels to give in to a bigger, stronger, gryphon even more virile than you.."

Faun did as he was told, relaxing those tensed muscles. So he was bred. The sloshing should have tipped him off. He wasn't sure he'd ever been this full of cum before. His fur was a mess, his feathers in dire need of a preening. He was ripe with the smell of gryphon sex, marked down to the very skin. They were stuck together, and he was just going to have to let that intruder lie on top of him, cock wedged under his tail, balls pulsing on his every time another hot squirt of cum flowed into him.

He sort of hoped that knot would never deflate. He'd just have to be stuck to Xavier for good, being pinned and fucked and bred over and over again, never to be away from that sizzling musk. For now, he'd just have to content himself with the thought of a round two, sometime soon.