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Last Stop At The Cabin

"Welcome to my nest away from home." Storm declared to his guests. "Bask in its glory, its beauty, and its raw power. It's kind of like me, so remember: don't fuck with it. You wouldn't like what happens if you disrespect my stuff. That said, Check it out." He invited the five others into his cottage, a rustic looking log cabin three stories tall with his nest in the highest level and the main floor almost entirely open except the bathroom and the spiral staircase in the middle that went up to the second and third floors wrapped around what was meant to represent a tree trunk.

The guests he'd invited to his nest away from home included some that he'd met while working out at the nudist gym, as well as some other friends that were from overseas on vacation and a local that he'd met through mutual friends.

First in the door was Xander, a cute otter bartender known for spending much of his days swimming in the gym's pool. He and Storm quickly became friends due to how insatiable Xander had grown in regards to gryphon cock. The little guy, though tiny and spunky, seemed to have no bottom for his tender, supple rump, which made him valuable to Storm, who was always looking for more holes to stuff and partners to get rough with. Xander, if nothing else, liked it rough and deep.

Next in was a new recruit to the gym, a black scaled dragon by the name of Urai. He hadn't been part of the work out crew for long but had come to fit right in with relative ease, as he was a travelling doctor who always had medical supplies on hand and liked to spend his days in the gym when not helping clients, pumping the iron and sharing intimacy with the others. Despite his buff exterior and layered muscles, he was a switch and thus lifted tail for others, so he quickly became friends with pretty much anyone else who attended that gym, especially Storm.

Third came Vel'Gahrus, a petite magenta dragon who worked south of the lake on an orchard. He was familiar with both Urai and Xander, but wasn't the most social so he didn't go to the gym. However, when Storm invited Urai and Xander to spend a weekend at the cottage and to bring some friends, both invited Vel given that they both enjoyed his company and felt some time in the wilderness would be good for him. That, and they knew he was secretly a size queen begging to be stuffed.

Finally came the pair of Remco and Tzerin, two blokes from overseas who were both friends with Urai and Vel, and had come to the great wilderness of the north on vacation. Tzerin was a rather large eastern dragon, quadruped and fluffy with antlers and whiskers. He was also feathered, much like Storm, which was the main reason the host seemed so keen on inviting him to the cabin; he liked dominating large ferals. Remco, on the other hand, was a rather small mixed breed dane and collie dog; he knew only Urai and Vel, but was very subby and easygoing and made friends with all of them without issue.

Though the six of them were an eclectic bunch, one thing they all had in common - and was a strict prerequisite for coming to Storm's cottage - was that they all enjoy a good solid dicking. With the exception of Storm and Urai, the others were relatively reserved with their kinkier sides and didn't openly advertise their desires in public but ached for the liberation that came from find a group of like minded individuals who didn't judge. Each of them were keen on the idea of lounging around naked with others, and the isolated shores of Storm's cottage was perfect for that.

In the days leading up to the weekend excursion, the two out-of-towners bunked up with Urai, then Vel to get to know each other before meeting Storm and Xander. While this was meant to be a relaxing getaway free of judgement, boundaries were respected, but quickly torn down as all five guests grew quite close in less than a week. Now, that they were all prepared to spend a weekend at the cottage, they were collectively comfortable enough with one another to remain nude, as many of them had met at the gym.

"If you'd like, you can take off your clothes and put them in the hamper there by the front door, I have a strict no clothes policy here, but the bar is open, the fridge is fair game for anyone hungry, the lake is yours to explore, and all at the low, low cost of lifting your tail whenever the mood strikes. In the mean time, Xander, can you get us all something to drink?" He motioned to the built in bar dividing the dining room and the living room, indicating that his otter friend should serve them all.

Xander, while not too keen on being asked to serve others while not being paid, was completely okay with utilizing the bar for himself if it meant mixing up some refreshments for the others. He tossed his shorts and button up shirt into the hamper, looked around the group, and wondered who would like what; after formulating a plan, he quickly headed over to the bar to take out the spirits he felt would be best utilized. "Alright, so while you're all dressing down, I'd like to know what sort of drinks you all like. I can get you all something to enjoy."

Vel was the first to disrobe and the first to approach the bar. "I like it simple, sweet, maybe fruity, and low in alcohol. Wine or mead is good for me, you don't have to do anything special."

"Nonsense! I have a drink I call the Honey Glaze. It's a blueberry wine with a dash of honey and a single raspberry in it, much like an olive in a martini. Here." Xander found the only blueberry wine in the rack, mixed that with some honey and a dash of spirits, then impaled three raspberries on a toothpick all in a typical wine glass, half full. "Voila. And who's next."

Tzerin was already nude and didn't have to undress; given his quadruped body he rarely wore clothes. "I actually prefer teas and sweet spirits. I admit I don't drink all that much."

Xander tapped his chin, rubbing it gently. "Okay, this is a weird one, but I think I have one for you. It's a warm orange ale with a fruit and herb teabag in it. It's got a bitterness to it, but it's also fruity and aromatic. Trust me." He gathered the appropriate ingredients, tossed it in a pint glass, and triggered a heat gem before tossing it in to bring it up to a near boil before placing it on a pad and sliding it over the table. "Please do tell me what you think of it. What about you, Remco? Do you sip?"

The canine shook his head. "Not really, no. I do like fruity drinks, but non-alcoholic types. Just not my thing, you know?"

Storm slapped him on the back with a broad grin on his beak. "Then how are you gonna loosen up? Come on, have a drink on me!"

Remco cocked his head to the side and offered a half grin. "Storm, buddy, I can assure you I don't need booze to loosen up." He then turned to Xander. "Something fruity and cold is good for me."

"Fruity and cold, got it. I'm sensing a trend with this group!" He paused for laughter that didn't come, then turned and scoured the wall of beverages before settling on a heavy grape, a fruity punch, and a uriel fruit drink. If he was careful, he could layer the three given their different consistencies - especially considering the tart flavor and thickness of the uriel fruit. He poured the peachy uriel juice first, then followed it up with the bright red punch, an finished with a layer of the grape, then grabbed two ice cubes and tossed them in, making swirls within the drink without mixing the colors. Finally, he grabbed some nut and dark chocolate shavings to sprinkle on top. "Voila! Don't know what I'm calling it, but it should be great! Urai, buddy, I think I know what you want."

Xander knew Urai quite well over the past few months and didn't need to be told what the dragon wanted. He found the hardest, most intense whiskey he could find with villosce infused in it - a pepper so spicy that only dragons and gryphons could eat it without getting fire breath. He poured that over some ice cubes, then sprinkled a special powder on the drink to activate it and make it fiery. All of this went in a short, stout, thick bottomed glass for Urai. "Here ya go! Intense, just the way you like it!"

"Glad to hear it!" Uria agreed, picking the glass up and taking a sip. "Yes, this is what I want."

"Good to see some of you like real drinks." Storm teased as he leaned over the bar. "And you know what I want."

Xander nodded. "Aye captain. Coconut spiced rum, pineapple juice, and a berry topper. Got it." Of all the guests, Storm's was the most potent but also the simplest. He tossed the rum and juice in at the same time, and sliced up a few strawberries on top and drizzled some syrup on it. "Voila! The girliest drink for the most dominant drake! Enjoy!" He gave a wink to tease, only to have Storm return it with a look that said that Xander would definitely be punished for that later.

Once he had taken care of the other guests and the host, Xander poured himself a nice beverage of his own, just as fruity and tropical to remind him of his time at seas. Peach and mango with coconut rum. Very similar to Storm's, but not nearly as strong and sans straw.

Each of the guests had slipped their way into the living room, where they flopped down one by one on the couches and chairs, with Storm standing behind the loveseat next to the spiral staircase. Tzerin was the only other one not sitting, as he was quadruped and the furniture wasn't made for his body type. Urai and Vel shared the love seat, while Xander enjoyed the chair and Remco lounged on the couch, enjoying it all to himself.

"So, how did that thing with Ilorek go?" Urai asked, sipping his drink. He was referring to an altercation at the hippogryph's farm. Allegations of abuse because he was working with some girl making horse and feral gryphon porn.

Storm shrugged. "That's confidential, but I guess since nothing happened it's fair to say. No charges were filed. I investigated the tapes and had him give a demonstration to prove he wasn't abusing his animals, and it turns out some people are just irrational. The porn was clean. Boring, even."

"Wait, what's going on?" Vel asked. "I didn't know Ilorek was into that sort of thing."

Remco huffed playfully. "Really? I pinned him for a horse lover the moment I met him. If you look on the internet, I'm even in one of the videos. Stallion took me hard and deep."

Storm chirped and smirked. "I didn't know that! Would have made great evidence to confiscate. You don't happen to have it, do you? I'm quite fond of stallions. Fun to make them my bitch."

"Naw, I haven't done any porn for a while. I'm sure I could find you a link, but I don't have the raw file on my computer anymore. I'm much better now than I was back then. This was years ago, you know. Back before there were big social issues about whether or not ferals can consent and all that nonsense. I tell you, anyone who's worked on a farm, they know. They can tell when a horse says no."

Storm stepped around and lifted Remco's feet as he sat down on the couch next to him. "How often do you say no?" He inquired with a seductive glare.

"Not often, I confess. And I'm pretty sure that if we get a few more drinks in you, 'no' will no longer be a part of your vocabulary. But then again, if what I hear is true, it isn't when you're sober!"

Xander raised a glass to toast the host. "To the gryphon that doesn't take no for an answer!"

"Cheers!" Everyone but Storm did the same, then sipped their respective drinks.

That's when Storm got up, stepped across the room, and grabbed Xander under the shoulder to pull him up; he then spun and sat on the chair with his legs wide and bulging sheath out for all to see, his balls resting heavy on the cushion. "Alright, if I don't take no for an answer, then go ahead. No excuses not to, right?" He then took a long sip of his drink and splayed out with Xander standing before him, the others silently staring.

"You think that intimidates me, bird?" Xander joked, then turned and lifted his stubby otter tail up to expose the tender pink pucker underneath. "You know I'm always up for a go." Under most circumstances this would be entirely too much for most to handle, but the implication prior to visiting Storm's cabin was that this - or something like this - was prone to happen.

Vel blushed a bit and used his tail to cover his face, but couldn't look away. Next to him say Urai with a look of vested interest, his own slit bulging out with his arousal. Vel noticed this and felt compelled to reach out and lightly caress the dragon's upper thigh, testing the waters.

"Oh? Coming out of your shell, are you?" Urai asked, spreading his legs a bit to expose the glisten of his slit. "Don't be shy, you go right ahead and do what you wanna do, but don't start something you don't intend to finish. Fair?"

Vel blushed and nodded, hand still on Urai's thigh and moving gently upward while his tail wrapped around his muzzle. He was shy, this much was clear, but the image of Xander's tail up, Storm's sheath bulging, and Urai's slit parting were all things that made Vel's groin stir between his legs. After taking in a deep breath, he made the final steps up to Urai's groin, using two fingers to peel back the belly scales and reveal the throbbing red shaft within. The fluids there made his fingertips feel slick, and the subtle musk billowed up to cloud his judgment. That very moment, as his nostrils were invaded by the scent of the dragon next to him, he had the courage to taste the slickness on his fingers.

"Someone's getting bold." Storm said from the chair as he leaned forward to grab Xander by the tail and tug him back. "Glad to see it; I'll be sure reward you for that later, but for now-" He paused mid sentence to roughly yank at Xander, forcing his tender tail hole to press and grind up against the end of his sheath. Storm's cock was swelling and bulging in place, easing its way out from its confines to rub at the base of the otter's tail, all while both Storm and Xander kept casually sipping their drinks.

Across the room, Tzerin remained flopped on the ground, sitting next to the chair where Remco was lounging. While the dragon was keenly interested in the goings-on before them, Remco seemed to be oddly distracted, distant, and uninterested, like he'd seen it a thousand times before.

"You seem awfully disinterested. You sure this is the right place for you?" Tzerin asked.

Remco sipped at his non alcoholic drink with one hand while gently rubbing at his sheath with the other. "I'm enjoying my drink first. I'm sure there will be plenty of gryphon cock when I'm done. That is, unless you have a spare. I mean, we're doing this, I guess, so we might as well pair off and go have some fun. Meet me by the hot tub?" He raised his glass then downed half of it. "I could go for it."

This piqued Tzerin's interest. He, like any other dragon, couldn't say no to such a casual and fun sounding invitation. He downed his drink in one gulp and extended his free talon out to Remco. "Sure, but you're right, it'd feel weird here. Come on, let's go."

"Lemme finish, I'm almost done." He cautioned, raising a hand while he gently, sensually sipped at the drink, delighting a bit in making his dragon companion wait. Once he was completely done his drink, he swung his feet around and got up, stretching in such a way that his cock tip poked out from his sheath, glistening due to the copious lubricants his body had secreted. "Alright, let's do it."

Storm paused his grinding against Xander to opine the loss of the two foreigners. "Where are you two going? I thought we were going to swap out, and I got a taste of each of you!" Though he may have stopped moving, Xander kept grinding up against him as if he were a stripper pole, clenching and puckering up his rump hole to stimulate the gryphon.

Tzerin halted himself, because he wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Well, I just thought, you know, that it would make more sense to not get it on your carpet or floor."

He seemed to be stumbling for an explanation, so Remco pitched in, standing up and extending a paw to Tzerin. "Don't you worry, my friend, you'll get to have a go at this as well, take your turn."

"All turns are my turns, pup, get over here!" Storm growled, semi playfully.

In response, Remco turned and lifted his tail to the gryph, giving the others all a good look as well. "Burd, you have but a single cock, and it's currently occupied. I assure you that I'll still be plenty needy when you're done, and this gentleman drake has finished as well. Come, Tzerin, it's time to go."

Before Remco could walk away, Storm reached out to lightly claw at his hindquarters, eager to pull him back onto his lap next to Xander. Part of him felt he should have kept at the pup, eagerly using both of them for his pleasure, but he knew that Remco was right and Xander was really good with that talented rump of his. With that in mind, he reluctantly offered Remco a nod of approval. "Go ahead, but I'll have you before the day is through, mark my words!"

"I wouldn't have it any other way, captain." Remco agreed. "Come on, Tzerin, I think it's time we head out to the deck for some privacy."

The dragon paused and gulped heavily, his own member lightly prodding out of his sheath to drip and moisten the ground beneath him. He was keenly aware that he'd disobeyed his own rule to not make a mess of the carpet, but Remco's blasé attitude towards Storm's aggressive come-ons was oddly hot to Tzerin. Though he usually liked being on top, it was refreshing to meet a bottom so keenly interested in being in that position. Without saying another word, he turned and followed Remco out past the dining room to the front door, where the two made their way around the deck towards the hot tub, leaving the other four still playing with each other in the living room.

"No idea why they're so worried about mess." Storm opined, once again grabbing Xander by the tail and forcefully angling his own emerging cock tip right up at the underside of it, prodding and poking until he felt the soft flesh give way to his puckered rump, thus allowing his tip to slip in. "I've got all the furniture and carpets fluid proof and easy to clean. It's not like they can stain it."

That moment was when Xander finished the last of his drink in response to having Storm's thick, throbbing cock pop into him. Though it was just the tip, his plump hole still felt nice and full given their difference in size. Storm was easily twice his height, with a cock bigger than his forearm; he was plenty more than his body deemed fit for consumption. Regardless, that didn't stop the cock hungry otter, who waggled his rump and leaned back onto the gryphon, easing the shaft in one bit at a time right down to the knot. He glanced back and clenched his bowels. "I'm just disappointed I didn't also get a cock to suck. Something special about a pup, you know?"

"What a slutty little bitch." Storm chuckled as he leaned back, downing the last of his drink while Xander worked his length from tip to base with that supple hole of his.

Meanwhile, Urai and Vel had been relatively silent throughout the flirtation of the others. Vel had remained shy and bashful, but the emerging scent was starting to overwhelm him, especially now that Storm's sampling had wisped over as well. The dragon was a slave to his own desires, whimpering and shuddering a she slid his hands between Urai's thighs, palm pressed to the dragon's slit.

Urai had been silently enjoying the pleasures given to him all while slowly getting hard. Watching Storm work was always a delight for him - be it in the gym or in the locker rooms - but there was a whole other level of brashness involved in just casually taking any and all who came to him, a bold nature that Urai sympathized with all while secretly hoping the gryph would take him next. While Urai was an equally dominant drake, he loved it when even stronger partners held him down and pounded until he couldn't walk right.

All those thoughts helped his tapered, knotted member push out fully from his slit into Vel's hand, his precum dribbling down to soak his palm. "You know, it's not gonna suck itself." He said, sipping his drink and nodding down towards his groin. "If you're into that. If not, well, I'm sure you can figure something out that'll solve both our growing issues." He smirked as he saw the dragon's fully formed cock, foreskin and all.

This made Vel blush a bit and try to hide his groin from the others. Nervous, he downed the last of his drink and then used that as an escape. "I-I think I need a refill." He said, quickly hopping to his feet and returning to the bar where Xander had made his drink. He had seen what the otter had done, so his intention was to recreate it, for it tasted delicious and he could hardly taste the alcohol. In an effort to get a better scent of Urai to go with the flavor of the drink, he subtly brought his hand up to sniff the musk there, giving a brisk lick before he started surveying the bar for the ingredients used in the drink.

As Vel bent over the bar, he felt Urai come up behind him and pressed his muscled chest to Vel's back, hands wrapped around his waist to pull him in tight with cock prodding at the underside of his tail. He froze instantly, shuddering in delight at the touch and shocking warmth, unable to speak.

"Do you need some help there, Vel? I'd love to get you a hard one." Urai whispered in Vel's ear. "Of course, you gotta get one for me, too." With ever word, he lightly grinded and thrust into Vel, his cock prodding until it found its mark, but he didn't plunge it in all at once, opting instead to give Vel the control to either go with it or decline him.

Despite his reservations, Vel eased back into Urai, chirping to himself as he felt the dragon's shaft gently glide into him. "I-I wasn't expecting this so soon." He said to his partner in a whispered hush, his lower back dipping to grind back against Urai. Though the other dragon was larger than him, his cock was well tapered and slipped in with ease and without any pain, as the length of it was coated in a thin, viscous film. Vel wanted more, so he craned his head back in a deep breath and pushed back.

In response, Urai wrapped both arms around Vel's hips, caressing his upper thighs with his fingertips while his thumbs teased just above the base of Vel's member. He growled deeply into his partner's ears, threatening a bit with a nibble on his cheeks. "Well, I hope you're ready, because once I start there's no stopping." He bucked his hips to slip in deep enough that the bulbs of his unformed knot started grinding between the cheeks, rolling as his shaft caressed inside.

Vel whimpered and chirped lightly as he pushed back, squeezing his pelvic muscles as his member swelled and quickly grew hard. He wanted it - that much was certain - but he wasn't convinced he was ready for it. In a change of heart, he pressed his palms back against Urai's thighs, parting the two of them and forcing the dragon's cock from his rump, leaving a connective strand of lubricant from his pucker to Urai's tip.

This upset Urai at first, and he didn't much like to be teased. His eyes narrowed and he considered scolding the tease, but was taken by surprise when Vel spun in his hands so the two were facing, then hopped up onto the counter top of the bar, raising both of his legs and lowering his tail to better expose his tender hole.

"Okay, I think I'm ready now." He said with a sultry grin and seductive eyes. "Just go slow at first, would you? It's been a little while and it takes some time to warm me up." His tail flicked and he walked his feet up Urai's well muscled chest, eventually resting his ankles on the dragon's shoulders.

For a brief moment, Urai was confused and unsure of how to go forward. Vel was giving mixed signals and he didn't want to get too involved if there was a chance he'd rescind his consent half way through. Blue balls were bad for anyone, but dragons and gryphons were especially susceptible to them if teased and not given proper release. Still, the consent was implicit upon accepting Storm's invitation, for the intentions were made clear from the get-go.

After only a moment's hesitation, Urai grabbed his member by the knot with one hand and cradled Vel's thigh with the other, tugging the smaller dragon into place as he rubbed his tip and and down between the cheeks to smear his fluids in the soft-scaled crevasse. The tapered tip prodded at Vel's hole on every pass, giving Urai enough incentive to prod just a little deeper every time until he forced himself in to the knot. The plunging motion and the pressure wrought by the girth of his shaft made Vel throw his head back and gyrate his hips, eager to feel more of him inside.

To the shock of both, Vel's hip thrusts and circular motions mixed with the lube, his own tender flesh, and Urai's equally forceful bucks to gently ease the dragon's knot through his opening with a pop and a lurch. The very second that the half-inflated lobes pushed through the tender pucker of Vel's rump and slid through the pleated, ruby walls of his depths, the blood began to flow and inflate them fully, thus tying the two of them together.

Urai knew this was coming, and also knew that he had but a few seconds to enjoy some light thrusts before they were locked in place as one, so he gave a few tugs and bucks while Vel pushed back and splayed out in the bar top, quickly growing comfortable.

"Good job!" Xander called out from sitting atop Storm's knot. "Fill that little dragon with your thick, musky seed." He cheered on the other two as they collapsed on top of each other, still bounding and grinding on the host's knot and shaft.

Storm hissed and grabbed at Xander's hips, holding the otter in place as he slammed his knot up against the petite rump. To most, this would have been aggressive or violent, but to Xander it was foreplay. Storm didn't speak, instead communicating the idea that Xander should hush up by grabbing him by the snout and pulling him back so that he was laying down on the gryphon's chest, legs up with feet on Storm's knees and thighs parted to show the hard bouncing cock that slapped with every thrust.

Xander grinned and laid back, writhing in Storm's strong arms as he bent his knees in an eager attempt to feel the knot inside him. The entire time that Vel and Urai had been getting intimately acquainted, Storm was enjoying having Xander lightly bounce on his cock, the tight pink pucker sliding up and down his shaft. However, Storm preferred to be more active in his intimacy, and thus demanded more. Xander was happy to oblige this, as he was as hungry for cock as Storm was eager to bury a knot, so he happily wiggled his rump down with a smile on his face and a bulge in his belly.

With a hiss in his ear, Xander shuddered and grinded his hips downward, gyrating and clenching with rhythmic consistency to give the gryphon the pleasure he deserved. While laying back on Storm's chest, he was able to grab at the gryphon's shoulders and push down, utilizing the added leverage to try and force the knot into him. As a dedicated bottom, he knew his limits and had no problems pushing them, but it seemed - at least for now - that Storm's knot might have been too thick and too firm already to pop into him. A shame, considering he really wanted to feel the swell inside.

Storm, however, didn't see it the same way. Much like Urai, he didn't like it much when left hanging and unable to finish with his partners. For this, he grunted and tensed his rump muscles to force his hips upward, squishing the half-inflated lobes of his knot up against cheeks as they twisted in place for a better angle. His muscles bulged as he tugged on the otter's lower half, a deep rumbling chirp emanating from his beak to accentuate his grunts of desire.

In response to this, Xander's face contorted and twisted in discomfort as he strained to handle the incoming load. After taking in a long, deep breath and relaxing all his muscles, he felt the bulbous lobes of Storm's knot breach his opening and suck itself in with a powerful, deeply pleasant lurch. This resulted in Xander squeezing his legs tight together as his eyes rolled back in his skull, a shudder rocking his body. The pressure of gryphon knot filled his very core, leaving a distinct Gryphon sized bulge in his belly for all to see and for his hands to explore. His own member remained hard, bobbing with every motion he made atop Storm's knot.

The sudden eruption of pleasure that came from having Xander's flesh squeezing at the base of his knot brought Storm to his climax, where he would stay for the better part of an hour. Once he had his first orgasm and spurted his first ejaculation of thick gryphon cum into the otter's rump, his physical sensations remained high atop that plateau, shooting spurt after spurt into his partner without reprieve.

And despite this long-lasting and climactic pleasure, Storm halted his aggressive push into Xander to instead recline with his arms over the back of the chair, casually grinning and glancing back over to the others. He didn't feel he needed to earn this pleasure now that he had it, he just had to sit back and enjoy it, basking in the ever-present glow of orgasm.

"I can never tell if you're pent up." Xander commented, turning around so that he was facing Storm and straddling his torso, the knot twisting inside him and coaxing a spurt of his own precum on the abs beneath him. "I feel bloated already, like you waited a week to deposit it all at once, but I know better. You probably had the neighbour's horse this morning before we arrived."

Rather than give a response, Storm just cocked a half smirk and tensed his loins, the pulsation pumping more blood into his knot and more seed into Xander. "I'm hungry." He said, as if that were a normal thing to think about when tied to a sleek otter adorned with a gryphon shaped belly bulge.

Though all of them wished to get something to eat at this time, they were all tied up, unable to make any significant moves aside from carefully shuffling from one couch to the other. With great strain, Storm was able to carry Xander to the fridge and get some refreshments for the group, allowing them all to relax and watch some TV, waiting for Tzerin and Remco to return.

"What exactly do you do for a living?" Remco asked as he guided Tzerin out to the deck, the others all starting to get steamy in the living room. "You seem like a well-educated drake, but you haven't told any of us what you're doing here or what keeps you busy back home."

The dragon thought about that for a moment before trying his best to answer. "That's sort of hard to say, really. I do a few things for money, but I'm primarily a student at the moment."

Remco shrugged and wagged his tail, bending over the railing to look down the hill towards the lake and the T-shaped dock leading out from the shore. "That wasn't so hard, was it? Aside from that, though, what else do you do? And what's your course of study? I went to school myself, and ended up doing my own thing. I'm in custom manufacturing, and I do a lot of adult toys. Been in some porn here and there, webcam modeling, a touch of acting, and a little bit of pretty much everything else. You know, a pup of all trades."

"Well, I'm trying to specialize in potions making. I'm going to the Klyneth Academy of Science and Magic, and I'm taking as many classes as I can under the Potion Making banner. There's a huge market out there for life altering enchantments, and I want to be at the forefront of that. That, and there's a burgeoning love for certain kinky fetishes that I'm learning a lot about. I'd even like to get an internship at the brothel north of town."

"Hm, I can tell you're not too keen on giving out too many details, but I'm curious what sort of potions you could be making that have implications in a brothel. I'm very much so interested, if you wanna tell me all about it." He motioned for Tzerin to join him, lifting his tail to show off his rump, hoping that it would be enough to encourage a mount. "Of course, if you just want to chat a bit, that's fine too. Just want you to feel comfortable."

Tzerin nodded and flicked his whiskers before hopping up on the railing next to Remco. "I appreciate it! Most people I meet just see a dragon like me and assume I'm all about fire and making lots of coin for my hoard." He paused to laugh. "Okay, I like fire and I do want a huge hoard, but there is a whole lot more to me than that, I'm not just some beast. As for the brothel, well, it's very much so a specialized experience. Not sexual in the strictest sense, though some find what we do sensual."

"I'm listening." Remco said, telling Tzerin that he was interested despite allowing his gaze to angle down towards the dragon's furry sheath. That huge member was bulged and poking out at him, dribbling fluids down over his fur and balls. The image and faint scent of musk was irresistable, so he got down to a knee and cradled the sheath with his hand, peeling it back to reveal more of Tzerin's length. "Keep talking, don't mind me."

The touch and pressure of Remco's palm made Tzerin clench up a bit, but he knew he couldn't let any bashfulness keep him from performing while at the House, and that he was here in part to loosen up a bit, so he relaxed and closed his eyes, focusing on the physical sensations cradling him. "Well, uh, it's weird. I don't really want to talk about it too much right now, not until I'm sure it's more mainstream." His whole body twitched as Remco's lips wrapped around the tip of his cock, coaxing a grunt out of him. This also served to loosen up his lips a bit, too. "It's Vore. The Vore House."

Remco smacked his lips as he offered a gentle suckle before leaning back and looking up. "Heard of that place. Not my thing, but I respect it. Very innovative; the potions they use there must be incredibly strong to alter body chemistry like that." The pup cradled at Tzerin's balls and leaned in, kneading at the sheath to pull it back and expose more of his member; like his own, the cock before him was rather simple with a bulging shaft and massive knot painted with veins all over.

"How did you know about that place if it's not up your alley?" Tzerin asked, then immediately felt bad for focusing more on the inquiry than the pleasure he had been getting from Remco.

"I love huge toys in me, I'm always eager to find ways to fit more and I'm keen on expanding my boundaries. While vore itself doesn't interest me, some of the body modification potion and extreme stretching solutions have applications in my desired fields. Briefly looked into it before seeking out alternatives with the Potions Guild. As he spoke, he continued kneading at the base of the dragon's knot while also lightly juggling his balls. "Lay down on your back for me, I'll show you."

Tzerin seemed confused, but did as he was told, hopping back off the bannister and rolling onto his back. "Show me what?" He asked, with front paws folded up on his chest in a cute pose.

The pup straddled Tzerin's body, kneeling over him with his tail up and one hand on the dragon's cock, using it to rub natural lubricant over his pucker, loosening hip up and pushing it in deeper as he went. "I want to show you what I can do, and how much stretchier I am than most, thanks to my years of training and potion experimentation." With the hand around Tzerin's cock, he squeezed and tugged, coaxing the dragon's knot to swell to full girth in his hand, where the rigidity of a tied knot could feel pleasant to the touch. With knot in hand and fingers wrapped around the neck, he guided the tip into him, sitting on it fully until he felt the bulging lobes pressed against his cheeks.

Pleasure washed over Tzerin as Remco took point, sinking the dragon's cock deep into the pup. He arched his back and smiled as he extended his head on the deck boards, maw open like a dog getting a belly rub. The sensation of Remco's supple flesh undulating around his girth was beyond pleasant, so much so that Tzerin was wondering if potions were somehow involved because his bulging member felt almost like it was hypersensitive, tingly to the touch. Curious or not, he didn't bother asking, as he was too enraptured in the delights that his partner offered.

Then, as though he were reading the dragon's mind, Remco explained, still grinding against the fully formed knot and tugging it up towards him like one would a knotted dildo. "Us bottoms - at least the good ones - have a lot more control of our bodies than most. An inexperienced bottom will tense up or feel stressed, with flesh that lacks the malleability of a good bottom. I, on the other hand, have spent years gently expanding my rump, and that in turn not only made my hole able to stretch for bigger partners, but also made my flesh more tender and my muscle control far more precise." He relaxed a bit and let himself settle on Tzerin's knot. "So we're looser, tighter, and softer."

This made sense to Tzerin, even though he wasn't paying the most attention. He could feel his knot pressing against Remco's tender rump, parting the flesh with relative ease while twisting and trying its best to find the right angle to pass through, but he didn't expect anything to happen given that he was already fully erect with the knot wholly inflated, his groin pumping precum despite him not yet having crossed the threshold into an orgasm.

Remco wasn't as pessimistic, however. He squeezed at the base of the knot and tugged as he pushed all his weight down on Tzerin, wiggling and shifting while lightly bouncing to slowly loosen him up. He didn't stop until he felt that familiar pressure deep under his tail, the pressure that told him his pucker had just wrapped itself around the thickest part of the knot and was about to lurch forward to swallow the rest. Rather than push down one last time, he paused and waited, twitching his muscles to tease before shifting in angle and swallowing just one of the two lobes. From there, he shifted angles again so that the other half of his rump distended and wrapped around the other knot lobe.

That final shift was followed by his pucker squeezing tight around the cock's neck, tugging the knot and shaft deep into him as he clenched as hard as he could.

Tzerin gasped and whimpered, squeezing out a grunt as all of his toes curled. That warmth and that pressure on that part of his body - the underside of his knot lobes - was the trigger for any and all knotted creatures, thus coaxing from him an intense and powerful burst of a climax that began pumping dragon seed deep into the pup's backside, each ejaculation accompanied by the pleasantries of his entire body twitching in delight, his whiskers behaving erratically.

"And that's how you milk a drake." Remco said, mostly to himself. He intermittently clenched his rump and gave gent;e tugs to keep the pressure on, but didn't touch himself. He was hard, but didn't need to offer himself any further stimulation, as the pleasure of the pressure within him was enough, and the knot was milking him of a steady strand of his own pre-seed all over Tzerin's belly.

Now locked together, the two of them enjoyed the view overlooking the lake, constantly pleasuring one another for what felt like a full hour before finally parting and returning to the house.

There, they were shocked but amused to find Storm carrying around Xander while the two collaborated on drinks, with Urai and Vel tied together butt to butt both working on making food for the group. The image of four blokes all tied together cock to rump trying to make a meal was comical, but it was also exactly the kind of icebreaker the more shy of the group needed to break down any barriers they might have that would stop them from being more bold and open with their sexual desires.

The day was still young and there was plenty left to do at Storm's cottage; the fridge and freezer were full of drinks and meat, the lake was clear aside from a few boaters on the other side, and there were no others to interfere on land for at least a kilometer in every direction. Each of the guests and the host himself had plenty of options for fun, as it became clear through their resulting meal prep that even the tops were occasionally bottoms, thus 'opening up' many more opportunities for the host, who was insistent that he'd take each of them before they left.

Nobody had a problem with this.

Dinner was a pretty simple stable of cottage life: grilled steaks with corn on the cob, baked potatoes, chips, and various salads. Little bit for everyone, but a whole lot of steaks because everyone loves meat and got two on the plate before any other foods were added. Storm was the one barbecuing, because he was hosting and he was a damn fine cook that wanted to show off his skills.

"Hey, could you pass me another steak?" Urai asked, extending his hand with his plate balanced on his fingertips. He'd already enjoyed a few bites and knew he wanted more.

Storm stabbed at the steak with the barbecue fork and slammed it down on the dragon's plate, happy and proud to be sharing his meaty delights. "For sure! Plenty of steak for everyone!" He declared, followed by grabbing a steak for himself and shoving the whole thing in his beak. As a larger gryphon - bigger even than Tzerin and Urai - he had a big beak and an insatiable hunger. Plus, the juiciness of the steak mixed with the seasonings to make it impeccably delicious!

Vel stepped forward as well. "You can have one of my steaks. I got two, and it's a bit too much for me all at once." He extended his plate to Urai, who took the steak on top as well.

Once the food was all served up and everyone was loaded up high with various noms, they collectively headed down to the docks to get comfortable overlooking the glistening lake, each on their own reclining chairs. From one side to the other, there was Urai, Xander, Vel'Gahrus, Tzerin, Remco, and then finally Storm, who had his feet up on the edges of the dock. Together, they ate their meals in relative silence, enjoying the setting and taking in the serenity that the environment offered.

That was, until the meals were completed and Storm reached over to grab Remco around the waist to force him up onto his lap. "I told you I'd have you by the end of the day." He clarified, his sheath swelling and bulging up to push the tip of his cock out.

Remco grinned and panted lightly, full from the meal but not without his own hunger for cock. He straddled Storm on the reclining chair and sat down on his sheath, grinding his rump against protruding tip. "You say that like it's not what I want, too." He grinned, leaning forward to press his paws to Storm's muscled chest and fluffy neck plumage. "My question is, can you handle me?"

"Handle a mutt? Please! I'll make you yelp if I have to." Storm hissed, accepting the challenge.

"Well then, show me what you've got!" Remco grinned and started riding Storm, pumping his whole body up and down the gryphon's belly to lightly tease at the cock behind him. His tail was up and his legs were parted wide as he deliberately used his cheeks and pucker to give Storm just enough pleasure and sensation to coax him from his sheath but not enough to bring him to climax.

Storm noticed this and wrapped his claws around the dog's waist, digging claws in as he forcefully pushed his body downward, bucking his hips up to peel back his sheath and plunge much of his length into Remco's backside all at once, nearly to the knot that remained in his sheath. He was impressed and a little shocked at how well the canine took his girth, but that didn't stop him from increasing his pace and force, slamming into Remco repeatedly as his natural lubricants splashed and the musk that came from his groin started billowing up around them all.

"There ya go, that's the reputation I sought to experience." Remco taunted, reaching back to forcefully yank the sheath away from Storm's knot, exposing the glistening bulbs that throbbed with the swell of veins and the beat of his heart. "Now let's see what else you can do." He didn't wait for Storm to pick up the pace, opting instead to start slamming himself down on gryphon cock as hard as he could, each motion slapping his tail between the drake's massive, furred balls.

While those two began to go at it, Tzerin chuckled and glanced over to Vel, the one he'd come to visit. "So, I guess we have a choice now. We can either join in, or we can head back to the cabin. I know what I want to do." He glanced over at Remco as if to thank him for giving him the brashness needed to enjoy such a scenario, who gave him a nod of approval while bouncing on Storm's cock.

Vel blushed again, but not nearly as shyly as he had inside before dinner. The thought of being outside and doing something like that made him uneasy, but the serenity and solitude of the region made it more than viable for him, as the boaters had long since called it a day and the lake was clear of others. He only gulped and got to his feet, folding up his chair to take it back to the shore.

Xander shifted in position and slid his hand between his legs, idly prodding at the tender and moist hole under his tail. He'd been filled with Storm's cum beforehand, and while he'd pushed much of it out, some remained. "I know what I want to do." He said, mostly to himself, before glancing sidelong at Urai, grinning while lightly prodding at his tender, juicy tailhole.

The dragon knew what this meant and instantly got to his feet, folding up his chair in the process, which Vel took at the same time as his own. "Been waiting for you to offer all day." He grinned, getting into the mood within seconds. He grabbed at his slit and peeled his scales back, revealing his ruby red cock tip, followed by the series of ridges lining its length. Part of him felt bad for being served Storm's sloppy seconds, but then he realized that of the three bottoms, all of them were going for their second round this day. Everyone was getting sloppy seconds.

Since he wasn't the type to say no to fun, and could use the leaking mess from Storm as his own lube, Urai grabbed at Xander and pulled him in close, bending the otter over the side of the dock and yanking his tail up high to expose the tender flesh underneath. He slid his fingers up between the cheeks followed by slipping them inside, rubbing around in the creamy mess before pulling out and using it to rub into the fleshy hole, moisturizing it. He leaned in and used that same hand to grab at himself, coating his length in gryphon seed before gently prodding at Xander's tender tail hole.

"Don't be gentle, man! I'm loosened up good and proper, I can take ya!" Xander chirped happily at his top while being bent over the side of the deck, dangling his upper body just above the surface of the water. While there, he reached out and dragged his fingertips through it, making little trails as he imagined being mounted while swimming. Few things were hotter to him.

Urai grunted and glanced down at the otter's tail hole, lining up his cock and preparing himself for a thrust. Once he was sure he was going in proper, he used both hands to hold onto the base of his tail, using that for leverage before slamming his entire length into the otter's backside.

Xander reared up and moaned loudly, lower back dipped and tail raised high as he contorted his body backwards in such a way that he was pressing his head to the dragon's chest, looking up to lock eyes. "There ya go." He encouraged, gently gyrating his hips. "Now you have me, and I'm all yours. I expect to be abused, just a little bit."

"I didn't need the invitation, but now that I have it..." Urai warned, migrating his hands down to Xander's hips, digging claws in and aggressively bucking into him, knot bursting through his open hole with ease. He could have plunged himself in deep and tied them together, for the pleasure would come to both of them regardless, but he chose a more aggressive approach by immediately tugging out and slamming in a second time, the knot popping and lurching in and out of Xander as it grew.

"Ooo-oh! Oh! Yes!" Xander whimpered and shuddered in delight, the friction warming his depths as the girth loosened him up more. He could not only hear, but feel the guttural squelches as dragon knot churned the gryphon cum inside him, forcing it deeper and sucking it out. He couldn't help but shudder and do his best to push back, matching the dragon's every motion to get the most out of each and every thrust. It didn't take long before Urai was at full mast, full girth of knot, and yet still was thrusting his entire length from slit to tip in and out, a feat that made Xander rightfully proud.

The remaining two participants, however, were a bit more reserved and outclassed in their activities. Tzerin was passionate and caring, while Vel wasn't as brash or malleable in regards to what he could take. For that reason, they both were hesitant to do anything beyond watching the other pairs.

At least for a few minutes.

While observing Storm's cock pumping into Remco and Urai's member tenderizing Xander, the two dragons couldn't help but feel the deep need for their own passion. Neither were shy or bashful, as their boldness had been unleashed earlier in the day during the first bout of passion shared by the group and their pairing off with different partners, but that didn't mean they were without hesitation. For both of them, they needed to ease into such actions rather than jump in with both feet.

"So I suppose this means we're next, does it?" Tzerin insisted as Vel came back, having removed all of the chairs aside from the one that Storm was still reclined upon. He paused in place, fidgeting with his fingers while deciding what to do next, gaze lowered but subtle smile upon his face and whiskers twitching gently. He wanted to mount Vel, but wasn't the type to just take it without and explicit invitation, so he was waiting for Vel to make a proper move.

Having sensed this, Vel got down to his knees and looked up at the larger dragon, smiling with his tail erected out behind him. "Y-yes. I guess it does." He agreed. "It is our turn to go next, but I don't know how to start, really. I mean, there's so much we could do, so I guess I'll leave it up to you what we do next?" He wanted it, and wanted to let his partner know it, but his shyness kept him from being too obvious with his invitation.

In response, Tzerin reached out and gently laid his front talon on Vel's shoulder, trying his best to calm his bottom. In truth, however, this was about as problematic as could be for Tzerin, who really hoped that his bottom would take control. However, he went with the simplest and most straightforward instructions he could muster, to keep it easy. "I guess bend over, then? I'll mount you."

"Y-yeah, I guess that works." Vel conceded as he pulled out from under Tzerin's front talon to turn around, rump up in the air, hands on the ground, and tail curled up over his back. After sensing the difference in size between he and his top, he widened his stance and bent his legs, ensuring he was the right height.

Given that it was about as clear a show a desire as could be, Tzerin had no hesitations about hopping up on top of Vel, wrapping both front legs around the waist and getting himself into position, his cock protruding from his sheath. He was dripping with excitement, splashing webs of precum all over Vel's backside with every idle thrust. He wanted to go in, to just buck once and bury himself in dragon rump, but he didn't want to hurt anyone, so he went a bit slower.

However, with every passing moment, Vel found himself feeling just a bit more peckish, a tiny bit needier. In the spirit of desire, he shuffled back and helped Tzerin to find his mark, easily taking the dragon's cock under his tail and swallowing it right to the sheath. Tzerin, though large, wasn't as big as Storm and was about the same size as Urai, whom Vel had already stretched to accommodate. For that reason, he felt only pleasure as the dragon's cock slipped into him.

Tzerin, on the other paw, was still trying his best to not hurt his bottom, so he kept his thrusts shallow, pumping length in and out of Vel, lightly grinding hips to hips in the process. "Is that good?" He whispered into Vel's ear, not wanting to overstep.

"Hmm, yesss!" Vel gasped, leaning back with a smile to look at Tzerin. "You can go harder, you know. I'm not fragile just because I'm smaller than you."

With a shy and subtle glance away, Tzerin smiled. "Yeah, I know, I just like taking it slow at first. I can't know for sure what's best for you without you saying so. Harder, you say?" He asked, prodding a bit deeper and a bit harder. "Like that?"

Vel smiled and nodded. "Yeah, like that. Actually, let me try something. You're bigger than me, but I bet we could-" He stopped before completing his thoughts to pull out from under Tzerin, yanking the soft flesh of his rump off the dragon's cock. He then flopped down onto the deck and rolled onto his back, using his feet to walk up Tzerin's hind legs, raising his rump high to be mounted, missionary style. "Try this! I bet it's more fun for you than trying to keep balanced on top of me."

"Oh, yeah that might work." Tzerin concurred, widening his stance and bending his hind legs to lower himself a bit. He twitched as he felt Vel's hand grab the end of his shaft to eagerly guide it into him. The moment he felt cock touch rump flesh, he growled and bucked his hips, easily burying himself in the smaller dragon right to the hilt. "Yes!" He hissed to himself, smiling down at his bottom.

"See? You can do it, don't be shy!" Vel encouraged, the two locking eyes as they grinded and thrust against each other, enjoying the sounds of their flesh squelching with every motion, as well as the sloshing of water below them under the docks.

Urai smiled back at them, finding it just too cute with the two shy ones taking each other. He kept at Xander's rump, knot popping in and out with every thrust, but he was losing his tempo.

"You're not getting meek on me, are ya Urai?" Xander asked, twisting and contorting his body into pretzels before ending up in a position with him on his back, balancing on the edge of the dock with his legs wrapped around the dragon's waist. "Lay on your back, I'll take over."

For the most brief of moments, Urai considered this to be an insult, but he didn't let it stop him from doing as commanded. He knew Xander knew what he was doing, and it wouldn't be a problem to let the otter do more of the work. He grabbed onto the otter's haunches and fell onto his back, flopping on the deck with Xander riding him cowgirl. "This more like it?" He asked, gripping at his bottom's hips and bucking up into him one more time, the combined fluid of his own lube and Storm's cum keeping the otter's rump slick and moist.

Then, before Urai could really start getting his rhythm, Xander bapped him once on the snout before turning around, making the position reverse cowgirl while he reached out and gave Tzerin a nice pat on the head, encouraging him. He didn't stop bouncing on dragon cock, though; not once did he stop slamming his hips down against Urai's thighs, using his cock to stir up his depths.

All the while, Storm had been roughly and violently slamming his hips into Remco, who in turn had been happily encouraging every thrust. The pup pushed down and slammed his hips to Storm's while grinding and angling himself every time for maximum depth and girth. At first it was shaft only, as Storm couldn't quite force his knot into Remco, but that was only because Remco's immaculate muscle control was keeping him from doing so.

Storm didn't know that, though, and kept doing his best to forcefully slam his knot into the pup's rump, every thrust being accented by a juicy slap and squelch of bowels quivering in distress.

After many minutes of thrusting, bucking, grinding, and forcefully tugging on Remco's thighs, Storm rolled off the chair and aggressively tossed it far away to join the others ashore, grabbing at Remco's hair and holding him down as he lorded over the smaller pup. He didn't say a word, but hissed and drooled all over his bottom, one leg up as his balls slapped against Remco's thighs.

That was the moment that the pup decided to relax his rump and let Storm in despite his knot almost being fully formed, figuring it was time. He was panting and smiling and pushing back with every thrust, wagging his tail and grinding his hips in perfect unison with the gryphon's aggressive motions. As planned, he gave one perfect thrust backwards into Storm at the same time Storm bucked his hips, tenderized hole widening and swallowing up the knot with one violent lurch that ended with him tied to Remco's supple tail hole, knot throbbing and swelling to it's full girth, his pre-orgasmic burst of fluids inflating the pups bowels.

"See? That wasn't so hard." Remco joked, wagging his rump to use Storm's knot to stir up his depths. "And you're just about the right size for me, too."

"You'll be ruined, yet!" Storm threatened, tugging on his knot until it burst from Remco's backside with a torrent of gryphon and residual dragon cum. When Remco didn't yelp or cry out in surprise, he wrapped both hands around his waist and tried again, forcing his fully formed knot back in to the canine's tailhole. Still no discomfort shown, so he pulled out and thrust again, his full girth slamming in and out of Remco with a deep guttural squelch accompanying every buck of his hips. To his delight, however, the sensation of being able to so thoroughly knot fuck someone was a glorious release, as not many could handle that sort of roughness from him.

Remco, however, was completely content underneath the gryphon's weight and violent movements, eager to pull and push in perfect time with Storm, ensuring maximum depth of thrust and abuse of his hole. He knew this was about where his limits were hit, but luckily he'd had Tzerin warm him up, and was able to properly accommodate Storm in exactly the right process, so not only did the massive knot pumping in and out of him not hurt, but was a pleasure unlike anything he'd felt in months!

Next to them, Tzerin and Vel had been slowly but passionately thrusting into each other, dragon cock and shaft pummeling at Vel's opening until the knot had popped in. After a few minutes of gentle thrusting and stirring of loins, Tzerin felt his own orgasm building up in his nether region. He went to pull out, to let himself last longer - despite having been steadily and persistently mounting the smaller dragon for nearly half an hour - the look in Vel's eyes told him not to stop.

"Go ahead, I want to feel you cum inside me." Vel confessed, practically pleading with Tzerin to not pull out or hold off any longer.

Tzerin couldn't say no to such a sweet bottom, so he slammed his cock in one last time, letting his knot throb and swell as a thick strand of his cum burst into Vel's tail hole. He stayed in place, hips twitching and lobes beating in time with his heart as one ejaculation after the next filled his partner. Before long, the pressure was too much as the knot was forced out, leaving just shaft plugging the hole, a plug that wasn't enough given how much seed burst out from between cock and rump flesh.

Xander smiled and gave Tzerin another stroke while Vel did the same, both of them cradling each of the dragon's cheeks in thanks. At the same time, Urai was giving his final knot-fucking thrusts into the otter's tail hole, his own seed quickly joining with Storms to bloat his belly, forming a distinct bulge in his lower abdomen.

The dragon bucked up one last time, grunting and arching his back as his seed violently erupted inside, the pressure building enough that his cock was ejected with enough force to spray dragon and gryphon cum out over his chest. He slapped both of Xander's cheeks and spread him wide, gaping the hole as a torrent of mixed cum and fluids trickled out, coating both cheeks as a bridge formed between his cock tip and Xander's hole.

"Now that's a great start to a weekend." Xander said before leaning back, sitting on the shaft as his own member trickled his seed onto the deck, having achieved a hands free orgasm in the process.

Storm was the last to finish up as the other four all retrieved their lounging deck chairs again. He was so adamant about ruining Remco that, for a while, he was actively trying to hold off and extend their session. He grunted and screeched and slammed his knot against the canine's rump, his pleasure finally hitting its plateau when Remco clenched down at exactly the right time, capturing cock and knot inside him all at once.

The pressure and the heat of canine rump mixed with the friction that came from the extended knot fucking had Storm gasping and grunting in delight, leaning over Remco before falling flat on the canine, pinning him down. His knot remained swollen and pumping seed inside Remco, who used all his strength to flip the gryphon onto his back, thus allowing him to sit and lounge on his chest and belly, enjoying the view with the others.

The two would remain tied together for as long as Remco kept his rump clenched, for the knot would not subside nor retract until the pressure was released; the two could stay together many hours or even overnight if the situations were right. Neither had a problem with this, though, and casually relaxed on the deck with the other four as the evening turned into night, and the reflection of the moon danced on the water's rippling surface.

This was the last time they could go to the cabin before the leaves would fall and the temperature would be too cool to enjoy a swim, so they all dove in together and finished their day in the lake.