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Kharos, a small brown world on the edge of the alliance. Population around five thousand. Mostly based in the small capital city that was beginning to form. It would take another hundred standard years for the planet to be fully terraformed. By that time there would be millions, possibly even billions of people living there. However, for Tyrone that was a long way off, much like the planet a few hundred miles below him.

He'd trained over more fully developed worlds. Something about the greens of land masses and the blues of oceans made planets so much more beautiful to look at. Tyrone hadn't really had much choice though. You work the job you are assigned to. Orbital satellite monitoring of terraforming progress over a new colony world was important work. It was also as boring as watching bacterial colonies form, only slower.

It didn't help that the satellite housed exactly one employee. Or that aside from the escape pod he was stuck there; except the once a month the company sent a shuttle to take him down to the planet for a whopping three whole days among other people. Dating was an impossibility. A random hookup was his only hope. On a planet with such a low population, his hopes were low. Since being assigned to the planet two years ago his sex life had been limited to a single quick blow job outside a club. With a guy who was definitely both cheating on his girlfriend and quite drunk. He was also a selfish ass who zipped up less than a minute after he came and didn't even offer a paw of assistance in return for the blow.

For a hyena in his mid-twenties, old enough to have tasted the sweet joys of sex and young enough to have a burning appetite for so much more than a taste, it was torture. He had ordered an array of toys, but you can only shove so much synthetic cock up your ass. Eventually, you feel the itch for the real thing. Tyrone had been itching for at least six months now. Which was why he woke up with morning wood so hard you could bend steel bars around his cock.

His spotted grey paw smacked off his alarm. It was such an evil device, he'd been having the nicest dream. Tyrone had been back on his home planet, at one of the big gay bathhouses, sandwiched between a bear and a dragon. The first two of so many dicks he was going to ride. Only for the automatic beeping to rouse him.

"Good morning, Tyrone," a far too cheery voice called out.

"Morning, Sai," grunted the Hyena. Sai or SAI was the Satellite Artificial Intelligence. His one companion, and the closest thing he had to a friend. Though Tyrone wasn't dumb enough to think the company didn't look through the AI's memory from time to time. So he knew that as friendly as it seemed, Sai was his co-worker, home, boss and a snitch all in one.

"I see from the scans that you slept nine hours forty-seven minutes," Tyrone bit his lip and waited for what he knew would come next. "Your average duration of sleep has been increasing steadily for the last six months."

"That's not really your business," snarled the hyena a little as he stretched out naked before the window. It looked out onto the brown world spinning below. Someone on the surface, if they were lucky, had a powerful telescope and pointed it in the exact right location, would have had a treat of a view. Tyrone was a good specimen of his species. Fit and lithe, but with a little bit of muscle. All thanks to the company, and Sai.

"Your health is my business, Tyrone. You know this. Longer sleeping patterns may indicate developing mental fatigue. Would you like me to schedule some additional relaxation activities until your sleeping pattern returns to the medically recommended standards?" Tyrone knew that Sai wouldn't let up. It was designed to keep him healthy and in theory happy. Though he knew the company cared more for health than happiness.

"Not now. A few long nights doesn't mean anything," the hyena insisted as he reached down and grabbed the base of his bed. With an easy pull, the bed lifted up onto the wall and was gone. "Shower please, Sai." The hyena said moving to the far corner of the small metal cube that was his living quarters. Where a small hole would appear in the floor and shower cubicle walls would drop to keep the water from flooding the room. It would all drain away be recycled and showered down on him the next day, and the next, and the one after that.

"Your water ration does not extend to two showers and you must complete your mandatory workout today. If you remember yesterday, you told me to "shove it" when I asked if you would like to get it done and have today as a rest day," Tyrone rolled his eyes. What genius thought installing passive-aggressive tendencies in their AI would be a good idea?

"Fine! Exercise room, Sai," growled the hyena moving to the middle of the room. From the wall, a set of weights appeared. "Cardio first, I'll finish with the weights." Tyrone made sure not to say please. He knew it wouldn't irritate the AI, but he couldn't help it, he would match passive aggression with passive aggression. Even if he was the only person who would notice, it made him feel just a little better.

"Yes, Tyrone," Sai replied, the weights melting back into the wall and a small exercise bike and cycle machine replaced them. Each bit of equipment had been perfectly designed to fold away. Space, in space, was at a premium. Bigger satellites required more energy and materials, it all cost more. Especially when the company ran hundreds of these places over the colony worlds of the Alliance. It needed to keep the costs low. The satellites were designed to be modular, in a few years when the terraforming advanced more modules would be added and Tyrone would have actual coworkers to share the place with. When that happened a common area would be added, along with a shared workout area and some other relaxation facilities.

For now, the hyena had to make do with a room with a fold out bed, exercise equipment, shower, toilet, kitchen and sofa. His morning wood fading away Tyrone climbed onto the bike and started pedalling. Music started up without him asking, but Tyrone didn't say anything. It was nice to hear other voices and Sai knew his taste in music well. He closed his eyes and just imagined himself back home, in a crowded room filled with other people. The rumble of voices, conversations he could hear but not understand. Bodies jostling him, the thrum of life dancing around him.

Before he knew it another beeping let him know he had achieved his daily goal on the bike. Without a word he stepped off and onto the treadmill. Five miles just flew by as he kept his eyes closed focussing on the music and the people around him. It was a wonderful feeling and yet, it came with a terrible price. When he hit his required goal and stopped, he opened his eyes to the empty grey cube that was his world.

Stepping off the bike and treadmill disappeared and the weights returned. He couldn't drift off with weights and he knew it. They weren't even real weights just a metal bar which would use electromagnetism to simulate heavy objects. Gritting his teeth he sat down and began his sets.

By the end, he was soaked in sweat and already feeling tired. Sai finally produced the shower and he got to clean the sweat out of his fur. While he dried his fur he ate his breakfast. Morning breakfast ration number seven: oatmeal with a spoon of honey. Not his favourite and far from his least favourite. It was a midweek kind of breakfast, neither good nor bad just edible and forgettable.

Forgettable, that's what Tyrone felt people must think about him. Just a guy they met. Even his parents hardly ever wrote to him. Interstellar flights cost a fortune. It'd be another five years before he had enough cash and leave saved to make it worth going back for a visit. His old friends sent a message or two from time to time. However, most mornings he checked his comm account and there was nothing new. At least nothing new that wasn't someone trying to sell something to him.

Leaving the box he walked into the second of three rooms the satellite had. The small cockpit. A glass dome showing the glory of the universe, so empty around him. Billions of glimmering lights over distant worlds, trillions of people and civilisations, all so far away. He plonked himself down at his computer and started the daily scans. A small alert made him blink. An irregularity, that was rare.

Taking a breath he ran a few more scans and then gave a little smile. Pressing a few buttons he opened a communication channel to the ground, a couple of seconds later he heard a familiar voice. "Hey, how's the great spotted one in the sky this morning?"

"I'm good, ground bear. How's the weather down there?" Tyrone replied quickly. Charite was a bear from the other end of the Alliance. He was deputy director of the terraformation efforts. Which made him one of three other people that Tyrone would speak to whenever there were any issues. He'd met up a few times with the crew. Most of them were nice, Charite was his favourite though. He was big, charming, welcoming, cute, but sadly straight and married. Still, it was a good day when he had an excuse to talk to another living being without having to pay the company for the call.

"Well it's dry, just like the last two years, how's the weather up there?" Tyrone laughed softly. The terraforming was not far enough along to have created weather systems.

"It's a balmy minus twenty degrees and the solar winds are just right for some hardcore kite flying action," the hyena replied, his ears picking up the soft chuckle as his joke was appreciated.

"Well, all right. However, before you bust out the kites, you want to let me know what you called about. Or did you just want to hear my voice?" It was a joke, but the truth of it stung just a little.

"Naw, I'd never do that. I know you are taken and your wife is lovely..."

"Yeah, she is. Plus she scares the piss out of you," chuckled the bear. He wasn't wrong either Charlite's wife was nearly nine-foot tall and had so much muscle that the hyena knew she could crush him. Which she often did with a huge hug when he came down. The ursine couple always invited him for dinner on his rare planet time, for the first night.

"Sharish is a wonderful woman. However, I would never cross her unless I had at least a full Imperial battalion at my back," laughed the Hyena. "I'm due surface-side in just a week."

"Great, send me the details and I'll get Sharish to start working on some Bariska Steaks," the bear replied. It might just be spending most of his life eating ration packs but Tyrone was developing quite a taste for the ursine cuisine. "Oh, we got a few new arrivals too. Couple of them are both single and open to other males. You want me to get you some contact info?"

"Maybe, however, we should probably talk work for a bit," Tyrone replied. He badly wanted to hook up with anyone new. However, even if he did hit it off, he knew how it would go. A couple of fun days together, maybe a kiss or two. Then he'd be sent back to his prison, they'd exchange messages for a few days. The guy would meet someone else and then by the time he next went down he would get to spend it with the bear couple talking about when the next new colonists would arrive. Plus, the company and Sai would be listening to their call and judging if they should charge him for it.

"Righto, so why are you calling?" Charlite replied in a friendly way that let Tyrone know both messages had been received.

"I've got some strange readings coming from the algae fields in the southern hemisphere. They are a good two degrees colder than they should be." The algae were the start of life on the planet, they created an oxygen atmosphere, and left behind nutrients that would allow the dust and rock to slowly start becoming soil. They had been growing across the empty landscape for years now.

"I'll send a team to check it out. It's probably just a thin dust cloud that you can't pick up. There's a lot of sand in that area." The bear informed him. "Keep an eye on the readings, let me know if things change. Once the team reports back I'll let you know what they found. It might be something up with one of the weather satellites. It's unlikely but you might want to get your spacesuit ready, just in case.."

The planet had a ring of weather satellites around it, using technology to give the algal mats the best possible chance of growing and spreading. If they failed then it would be Tyrone's job to get over to them and fix them if he could. So far he'd never had to, but the prospect of actually doing something was an exciting one. "Will do!" He replied cheerily, his spacesuit was ready, Sai made sure of that. It was company protocol to check it once a day.

"Talk later, have a good day," and with that, the comm ended. His first real interaction with anyone for three days and it amounted to a three-minute conversation. Yet it did perk his mood up, more because there was a potential for more talk later. If there was a real problem they might get a full conference going on.

For a moment Tyrone caught his reflection in the glass of the dome. A hyena sitting at least five-hundred miles from the nearest person, smiling at the thought of a work conference call. Shaking his head he sighed and closed his eyes. Thinking back to the crowded world he had come from. Where being alone was a rare luxury only the rich could afford. Overpopulation was driving the Alliance to expand.

A soft beep let him know that he had more data to review. Knowing that Sai would be deducting his moping from his work hours the hyena sat back up at the computer and got back to work. Five or six hours later he got a short message from Charlite confirming the issue had been a small low-level dust cloud and that it was expected to last just a few days. Not even another short conversation was needed to fix it, much to Tyrone's disappointment.

His shift ended for the day and he stood up and stretched. It would soon be time for evening meal ration pack number three; sausage and mash. Along with a small candy bar for dessert. Oh, the pure unfettered decadence of his lifestyle.

"You have a package," Sai suddenly announced.

Tyrone froze, he wasn't expecting anything. "I do?"

"Yes, it arrived this morning," the AI confirmed.

"Why didn't you tell me then?" the hyena asked as he walked over to the small hatch for the teleport unit. It was a cheap unit, and sadly not something that could send a living being. Or Tyrone could have popped down to the planet every night. Opening the hatch he found a cardboard box sitting there.

"Your shift had started, company policy is for employees to deal with personal mail on personal time," Sai replied and Tyrone ignored him as he lifted the package up. It had his name and the satellite's coordinates on it. However, no corporate symbols or any indication of what was inside. It wasn't too heavy, or big, just about a foot and a half cardboard cube.

The hyena headed to his small living quarters. It was probably free samples or maybe a care package from his mother. It had been a few months since the last one. Maybe he would get to have some actual home baked cake to go with his ration pack that evening. The taste was good, made all the sweeter by Sai telling him just how bad all that sugar was for his system. Last time he had gone planetside he'd bought a big box of candies and he'd sat right next to Sai's sensor and eaten them one after the other. Ignoring every single word the damned AI muttered about calories, fat and heart disease.

A few buttons were pressed on his food processor and while his meal was preparing he placed the box on his sofa and ran a claw down the tape. It sliced away nicely and opening up he found another box inside. This one white and cardboard. There was a small logo in the corner, a simple circle with the words Gloryrod. The hyena froze and his jaw dropped. He'd forgotten about it.

Before he'd left home for this godforsaken corner of the universe, he'd bought a few things to help him pass the time alone. He'd put an order in for this new toy, he'd not really seen too much about it. It was still in a beta phase of testing or something. However, he'd preordered the basic model, figuring it was worth a try, even at the heartstopping price. Tyrone had been splashing out with his cash while he still could.

Pulling the white box out, he put the brown one on the floor. He found the seal for the new box and another swipe with a claw and it was open. Inside was two cylindrical objects, similar in shape to sword hilts. At one end they each had a disk a good ten inches in diameter and the girth made Tyrone gulp softly. His heart was beating rapidly and then he spotted the small information crystal.

A soft bing told him his meal was ready. Grabbing the crystal he shoved it into the holoplayer. Trone grabbed his meal hot from the processor and sat down on the sofa, giving the play command. The three-dimensional holograph jumped up in the centre of the room. It was showing a very simple menu screen with two options. Play instructions, or apology letter. With a wave of his paw, Tyrone selected the letter.

As he read he slowly shovelled food into his face,

"Dear Tyrone, " typical company tactics using his first name to seem more familiar and less like some faceless, heartless, soulless, intergalactic money vacuum.

"Due to an error on our systems we inadvertently lost our record of over a thousand sales, yours included. We apologise for any inconvenience this may have caused. Thanks to the hard work of our employees at GR Tech, we have relocated your order and have processed it without delay. Including paying for any increase in shipping costs. However, that's not all. To demonstrate how truly sorry we are for the error, and our incredible devotion to the satisfaction of you 'our customer' we have included free registration* and upgraded your order to the Delux package. That's right, as an apology, you have received not just one but two of our latest upgraded Glory RodsTM at no extra cost whatsoever! We hope you will accept our apology and free gift, if not and you wish to return your purchase we understand and will ensure you receive a full refund**.

Thank you for your patience and we hope you will enjoy your purchase.

Pamela Ortega VP GR Tech

*Registration code not exchangeable for a cash equivalent. May not cover all local network charging fees. Terms and conditions apply

**Refund payable after receipt of unopened and unused product. Post and packing paid for by the customer. Terms and conditions apply.

Tyrone finished reading and speared a sausage with his fork. Taking a bite he waved for the backup option and returned to the menu screen. Glancing at the package he picked up one of the rods. The handle was cushioned, making even a tight grip more comfortable. There was what looked like a button on the end, he pressed it but nothing happened. Then he spotted something else in the box, which had been hidden under the rod. A small device with a wrist strap. He pulled it out and turned it over. It had a very small screen, no doubt a projector for a small holographic interface.

Placing it back down he returned his attention to the menu. This time pressing play on the instructional video. Maybe it wasn't manly, but there are sometimes when you throw manliness to one side in favour of common sense. Some devices you read all the instructions for before you did anything and the Glory Rod was definitely one of them. The display changed to a white room with a white desk.

"Hello, and congratulations on purchasing the first and last sex toy you'll ever want, or need," A cherry voice boomed out as a young anthro husky in a tank top and jeans bounced onto the screen. With a warm smile, an honest face and a body so rocking everyone knew not to come a knocking he would be taken. An actor for certain, probably just glad of a gig. Not that it mattered, all Tyrone wanted were the instructions.

"The Glory Rod is the latest and greatest sex toy. With over two billion, that's right two billion, satisfied customers you know you have made a good purchase.," the husky smiled constantly as he talked, it was ever so slightly unnerving to look at. For some reason it made Tyrone's fur itch. Maybe it was the unnatural nature or just the horrible feeling that he was being sold to. He always hated sales pitches, even more so after he'd already bought the damned product.

"My names Chester and I'm here to talk you through all the wonderful and fun features of your brand new Glory rod." Tyrone would have bet good money that the husky wasn't a Chester or even a Chet or that his name had any of those actual letters included at all. On the table in front of the husky a small puff of dry ice smoke erupted and a compartment opened and a glory rod was lifted into view.

"This baby is the sexual experience the entire galaxy is talking about!" Enthused the apparently named Chester. While Tyrone wished the husky would stop telling him what other people we saying about it and start telling him how the blasted thing worked. "Each glory rod can be linked up to our network of customers using any Galactic Hub." The satellites comm systems were hooked up, it'd be easy to patch in new devices. "Now, here's the bit you all want to know about. How it works! This amazing device isn't just an ordinary sex toy. No dildo or fuck tube can match what we have created."

"Just tell me how to turn it on!" Growled the hyena looking at the rod in his paw.

"Within this device, our engineers have crafted one of the best and most sophisticated portal devices of all time. That's right, turn this baby on and you open up a portal. On our network, there are billions of users of every shape, age, species you could ever desire. You want a forty-year-old equine man's cock all you have to do is open the interface with a simple touch and then select to receive, select the species and age and then Bam! Horse cock." As he spoke Chester demonstrated using a wrist device and a closeup on the holographic display. At the word bam, a foot long, fully erect equine phallus shot out the end of the device.

"Now of course, here at GR Tech we always want customers to get satisfaction, so having called up this cock I had better give this loyal customer exactly what he wants!" Tyrone's jaw dropped as the husky lifted the rod up and placed his lips to the flare of the huge meat. His own cock swelled at the visual and then he groaned in despair as the display cut away. Apparently, he wasn't going to get to see that customer get his satisfaction.

Pausing the video he slapped the control device to his wrist and pressed the top. A small weak display lit up to which simply said," charging required." Tyrone howled in rage at that. Grabbing both rods and the control device he shoved them all into the small charging pod. Thankfully all devices used the same standard wireless charging, it was Galactic law that all devices must fit standard charging. That law had been brought in a hundred years ago when people were literally having to rent extra rooms to house all the various charging devices needed for modern living.

Picking up what was left of his meal his hip play again. Chester reappeared, only his face fur was matted and his tank top was partly see through where it was wet. Apparently, that had been one very satisfied customer. Or maybe some cheap special effects. "That, of course, is just the basic functions. The menu system on the device is designed to be intuitive and user-friendly. I would encourage you to scroll through the menu options and if in doubt put what you want in the search function."

"As an owner of a Glory Rod, you have access to cock, any cock you want, twenty-six hours a day eight days a week. However, not just cock, ass, pussy, mouth, tits, you name it you can stick your cock into it. Again just set the device to giving and then when the portal appears just slip it over your cock. In basic mode, it will adhere to your crotch for a secure hold. However, if you want to fuck, and let's face it guys sometimes we all want to fuck, you can activate manual mode and just use that rod to fuck any mouth, any ass, any pussy you want." Once more as he spoke Chester demonstrated the options, selecting in the end for ass and a manual option he unzipped and pulled out an impressive canine cock. A second later the portal on the Glory Rod lit up and he stuck his cock through it. The canine groaned deeply, "oh fuck yeah... that's the good stuff. Time to satisfy another customer, I'll be right back."

For a few seconds, the display lingered this time, showing Chester moving the glory rod up and down on his cock. Tyrone gulped softly knowing that on the other end some ass was being used, fucked slowly by that cock. The video cut and then returned, sadly with Chester's cock nowhere in sight. "Now I know that some of you may be concerned about safety. However, using GR Techs patented screening technology all potential diseases are screened out and so are all viable sperm. That's right, there's no risk of disease or pregnancy, all you get from a Glory Rod is a great fucking, or sucking, time. Worried about kids getting hold of this, no problem the Glory rod uses DNA age verification on every use. That means no underage guys or girls can use it, giving or receiving."

Another puff of dry ice covered the table and four more Glory rods rose, all pointing towards the viewer. "Now, to talk of a serious and important aspect many of you care deeply about, privacy. Your Glory Rod user records are one hundred per cent private and will not normally be released," as Chester spoke Tyrone spotted a small scroll of text running along the bottom which stated just as clearly that the 100 per cent guarantee was actually more of an eighty-five per cent deal. If the police wanted the records they would get them.

"Your name, location and all details are completely hidden. It's fully anonymous. Have an unsatisfactory experience and you can select to lock out that user, so you'll never be matched up again. Have a great experience and you can mark them as a favourite and they will be given preference in the future.

Here at GR Tech, we care about your safety and wellbeing. So if anything happens, and we are confident it never will, however, if you want to disengage all you need to do is press the button on the end of the rod and hold it down for two seconds. Friendly GH Tech representatives will contact you within minutes to check why, if it was just some guy failing to get you off, no problem. However, if it's anything more serious then you will have the full force of GR Tech behind you to bring this bad user to justice. It is highly unlikely that you will need this support. With over two billion users we have had less than zero, point zero zero zero zero one per cent of our users having any issues, and not a single fatality." Something told Tyrone that this part of the instructions was included at the request of the GH Tech legal team.

A second later Chester's beaming smile returned. " Take comfort in this great purchase you have made. This device will revolutionise your personal sexual experiences. With this, you can try anyone, from any planet in the alliance any time of the day or night. Thick cocks, thin cocks, tight pussy, loose pussy. Anything you want is just through a little portal. You want to use another man's cock as your own personal dildo, just select the right options and use that cock to fuck yourself to the best damn orgasm you've ever had!"

Chester gave a smile and held his paws palm outwards in a friendly open gesture. "Now I can keep talking the best way to learn about the Glory Rod, is to turn it on and pick what you want, then get it. It's that fucking simple. However, remember you can also hook up multiple devices to your account if you purchased the Glory Rod deluxe package you have got two of these technological marvels. Have your dick sucked while you suck dick. Have one dick in your ass, another in your mouth. Used two dicks to double penetrate yourself. Hell, get really kinky and use them to suck yourself off, or shove your own dick in the one ass it never could push into without our genius.

Enjoy a spit roast, or maybe, bam! Two in the mouth, two in the ass, for those like me, who can't ever get enough." At the word bam all four glory Rods activated and four thick cocks shot out into the air. Chester winked at the viewer and licked his lips, "looks like I have another four customers to satisfy, why don't you go try out your Glory Rod now. Remember that as a loyal customer you get five per cent off your second purchase with Glory Tech. Don't miss out on all the spit-roasting fun."

The image of Chester disappeared and was replaced with a large image of a glory rod, displaying a range of cocks of all species, shapes and sizes. Tyrone gulped softly, his cock was standing to full attention and leaking pre at just the thought of what he could do. He had the fucking Deluxe package. Years of nothing but his paw and toys. Now, across the room painfully slowly charging, was access to unlimited cock. It was like every silent prayer he'd made over the last two years were answered all at once, in a giant flood of phallic relief.

Jumping to his feet he checked the charging pod and whimpered. Another two minutes, unlimited cock was two minutes away. He felt every single millisecond of those two minutes as they slowly dragged by. While it did so he thought about what he'd ask for. He loved giving head, so probably a cock he could suck on would be the first option. Nothing as challenging as a horse, maybe a wolf or one of the big felines. Though he could go exotic, he'd always wondered what scaled dick would be like. Maybe a dragonid or one of the other reptilian Alliance species. Or maybe there was a potluck selection, he could just hit random and see what lady luck brought; she was clearly not only smiling at him right then, she was full on sucking him off and promising to do anything he wanted later.

At the sound of the soft bing, Tyrone broke the light barrier as he leapt across the room to open the door, "Sai, bed mode!" He shouted excitedly' as he tore open the charging pod snatched up the control bracelet and slapped it onto his wrist.

"As we discussed this morning Tyrone, you have been sleeping l..."

"I don't want to sleep, I want bed mode and then privacy on for the rest of the evening!" Snapped the hyena angrily and for once the AI didn't argue. Maybe even artificial intelligence could determine that there are some times you just do what a person wants and get the fuck out of their way. After two years there was nothing that Tyrone would let get between him and some cock.

Dropping both rods on his bed he activated the controller. Tyrone had to admit Chester had been right about the interface, it was very easy to work with. Although there was a huge range of options, including penis minimum and maximum sizes, species, age and all manner of options he'd never thought about. Species was where he spent most of his time. So many different dicks to try. As a young man he'd tried a good few species as lovers, some he had to admit he liked more than others.

The jewellery options were interesting too. He wondered if he really could set something very specific and still expect it to just bam into his face. Flicking through he couldn't help but spot dragon. In college, there was a dragon in his dorm. He'd loved watching that huge brute working out and he'd badly wanted to see more than just his bulging muscles. Sadly the guy was straight.

Tyrone giggled a little to himself as he decided to test the claims of the GR Tech company. He set dragon as the species, size between eight to twelve inches, with a minimum of a five piercing ladder down the shaft. Picking up the rod he pressed activate and then... there was no bam. What he got was an error message, "unregistered user, access denied."

Rolling his eyes and growing under his breath, Tyrone activated the user registration. His details were quickly pulled off the net, however, his name, age, species, civilian identity code and wasn't enough for the GR Tech. They had one last requirement before he could gain access to their system. "Please insert penis to complete registration." A simple message. Yet it did give Tyrone a moment of pause.

Like most people, he'd travelled via teleport before. It was a harmless and fast way to travel, although very expensive. So technically he knew he'd shoved his cock through a portal before. However, somehow it felt different to be asked to only stick that part through. His cock could end up anywhere and... that was both an enticing and blood-chilling thought. When he went with it he knew anything that happened to it would be only under his own supervision.

Grabbing the rod the thing came to life in his paw. A soft crackle and a warm yellow light glowed at him. Taking a deep breath he leant back on his bed a little and then plunged the device down. A warm pleasant tingle ran down his cock as it thrust through the portal. The other side was warm and soft. The holographic display gave him a small progress bar as his cock was thoroughly scanned.

After ten seconds an alert let him know it was done. His cock slid back out just as easily, that warm tingle running back down his length as he pulled it out. "Registration complete. Request accepted, estimated waiting time three minutes." The display informed him, Tyrone blinked as he realised the system was waiting for some dragon somewhere across the hundreds of Alliance worlds to stick his dick into a glory rod for someone to suck. He wondered who it might be, what they might look like. Although not for long

Less than thirty seconds later the rod activated in his paw and a long, thick, green and purple scaled dragon cock pushed through. The shaft was already drooling and down its length, he could see golden ends from the piercings. There was no question on if it was real, even the best fake cocks didn't look or smell like this. The tiny pod was quickly filled with the earthy musk of the dragon and Tyrone's mouth filled up with saliva. His own cock was at full attention so fast it made him feel dizzy.

Two years, and just one quick unsatisfying blow job. Now, he was nose to tip with a twelve inch beautifully scaled dragon cock. Maybe he should have savoured the moment, took his time to explore. However, the burning hunger inside Tyrone wouldn't allow that. His mind was suddenly full with the beautiful shaft, the large scales running down its length. Dragon cocks were naturally ribbed for everyone's pleasure.

Tyrone's mouth opened and he lifted the rod up, it felt strangely light for such a huge cock. His mouth opened and that glistening dragon meat was thrust as deep into his muzzle as he could stuff it. The tiny room filled with his moans of delight as he sucked and slurped on that fat wonderful cock. He felt it throb between his lips, bittersweet precum splattering onto his hungry tongue. He was lost in heaven sucking and slurping on the meat, using his paw to fuck his own mouth with the shaft.

His eyes closed, and he thought back to that guy from his university. To his dorm room, he was laying on his bed. The dragon was mounting his face, thrusting down vigorously. Their voices crying out in pleasure. Gasping and moaning he thrust the cock faster and faster, pressing it right to the back of his throat, he badly wanted to deep throat the thick meat. Yet with the piercings and it being such a long time since he'd even sucked a cock, he didn't dare try with such a monster cock.

Sucking and slurping he dreamed about that guy, fucking his mouth and he grabbed his own drooling cock with one paw. Holding nothing back he jerked rapidly, not caring if he came before the dragon or not. The thickness between his lips throbbed more and more. Somewhere far across the stars, Tyrone knew a handsome male dragon had a glory rod stuck to his cock and he was screaming out in pleasure.

Sucking and fucking faster and faster, Tyrone gobbled the dragon cock with all the gusto he had. The piercings tickling his lips, along with the scales on each movement. Suddenly he felt it throb and a heavy warm flood was sprayed into his mouth. Tasting slightly bitter and yet rich and creamy. The volume was far too much and Tyrone pulled the cock from his mouth coughing. Jets of dragon spunk flew from the cocktip, spraying all over his face and chest. Tyrone howled in pleasure, his own cock throbbing as he jerked himself over the edge. His grey fur marked with white lines of hyena spunk as he milked himself desperately.

Panting heavily Tyrone watched the dribbling and softening cock pull back and disappear. The portal shutting down and the small holo display leaping up. It confirmed successful deactivation and Tyrone panted heavily as he tried to recover. It had been wonderful and yet, his cock was starting to get hard again already. It was clearly not enough. Licking some of the dragon spunk off his lips he wondered what that cock would have felt like inside him. The scales and piercings tickling his ass instead of his lips. Or better yet, why not both ends at once?

Wiping the rest of the cum off with his sheet he sat up and activated the holo display again. Scrolling quickly through he selected a spit roast protocol. This time deciding to give the others control of the thrusting. Tyrone knew it was slutty, but after two years he didn't give a shit, he wanted some cock inside him and he wanted it right there and then. Even the best synthetic cock was no match for actual flesh and blood living person reaming his tight holes.

Deciding to stick with dragons as a species he removed the piercing requirement, worried asking for two might make for a much longer wait. If there was one thing he couldn't do right then, it was wait. For the dragon on his ass, he scaled down the cocksize a little. He grabbed a small device used to prepare himself for his toys. His paws were trembling a little as he shoved it inside his ass and then felt the familiar slight cooling sensation as lubricant was injected deep inside him.

Tyrone dropped the device to the floor the second it had finished. Then he set the request off on the control device. One of the rods lit up immediately and the screen requested it be secured to his ass. Trembling a little more he grabbed the device and lay down on his chest. The large disk turned out to be flexible and it moulded to the contours of his ass. A soft whirring sound came from it and Tyrone felt a weird suction as the device pulled tight against his flesh and his pucker. The display confirming an acceptable lock.

"Waiting time estimated at one minute," the device informed him. Tyrone grabbed the other device holding the disk near his muzzle he waited. Less than ten seconds passed before the device in his paw sprung to life. A long dragon cock flopped out, landing heavily across his muzzle. However, Tyrone had no time to react to that before he felt something pushing inside him. He howled out, his free paw tearing at his sheets as at least ten inches of thick meat was thrust inside him.

The cock on his muzzle pulled back and thrust forward again, slapping him across the cheek and waking him to his chosen responsibility. Trying to control himself, he grabbed the flopping length and pulled it to his lips. His lips had only just kissed the tip before it was thrust enthusiastically right to the back of his throat. Tyrone closed his eyes, trying to picture the two dragons around him and above him. Two strong dominant males using him as their furry little fucktoy.

He moaned deeply as his ass was stuffed again and again with the thickness, the pain fading fast. It left behind it nothing but a wonderful full feeling and the pleasure of a thick shaft stroking back and forth inside him. Tyrone wondered if the dragon was thrusting with his hips, or using the rod like a fleshlight. Not that he had much time to dwell on that thought. The two males were clearly desperate to fuck him.

Two thick scaly cocks sliding in and out of him. Under his body, Tyrone's own cock was soaking the bed sheets in precum. He marvelled at the ribbed feeling sliding inside his pucker, he could feel every single scale as it tickled his puckered entrance. Any pain was long gone and with each vigorous thrust, the dragon seemed to be hitting his prostate. Had he been more aware he would have wondered if that was part of the glory rod's aiming system, or if it was just hard to miss a target with such a high calibre cannon.

His eyes closed lightly as his tongue swirled around the cocktip between his lips. More earthy bitter precum was the reward for a good eager muzzle. The cock had slowed down, almost like the dragon on the other side was wanting to savour the moment. Tyrone's cheeks flushed to think how the male might like the feeling of his mouth so much he didn't want it to end. While he licked and sucked on the fat cockhead, the cock in his ass was going wild, fucking desperately hard and fast.

Tyrone's screams of pleasure were muffled by the thick length in his mouth. His cock was begging him to play with it, but he fought back on the desire, he had plans for his next load. Tyrone cried out again as the thick length in his ass shoved in hard one last time and then he felt it. The throb of a length and then the wonderful warm feeling of jets of warm spunk being shot into his depths. The cock stayed still in him for a few seconds, just jetting more and more seed. Then it pulled back and fucked him slowly, fucking more and more cum into his well-used ass.

All the while, Tyrone continued to lick and suck on the tick of the shaft between his lips. Bobbing his head on the length more and more. In his mind, he could hear the dragon's deep voice calling him a good boy, a good bitch. Calling out instructions, telling him to suck harder, use more tongue. He reacted to those imaginary commands, as he felt the cock slip from inside his ass and the second device disengaged From behind him he could feel the warm trickle as the cum of some guy he would never meet, never get to know and never even see, dribbled out of his ass.

Focussing on the cock before him he bobbed his head faster and faster. The dragon on the other side apparently decided that he'd worked hard enough. The thick green meat began to thrust forward again, quickly. Tyrone moaned and sighed savouring the feeling of his hungry mouth being used. Gulping hungrily he swallowed every drop. His tongue could feel the dragons pulse racing down the thick length.

The thrusting quickly grew to a crescendo and then suddenly the cock erupted in his muzzle. A second mouthful of thick and rich dragon cream was practically fucked down his throat. Steeling himself Tyrone swallowed over and over, eager to prove he could drink the entire load. Not that the reptile would ever find out he had done so, but that didn't really matter. He would know and he would take a strange pride in it.

Without warning the drooling cock was pulled from his lips, leaving him soaking inside and out in dragon seed. Laying there, Tyrone panted softly, his cock throbbing with his own needs beneath him. Rolling over he reached out to activate the device one more time, at least before he took a break. This time he set it to giving and spun through a list of options. Choosing dragon one last time, he had pleasured at least three of the brutes, it was time for one of them to return the favour.

For a moment he was stuck trying to decide between locking himself in position or having the freedom to use the other guy as a fleshlight. Instead, he chose to let whoever wanted it to use his cock as a dildo. His body already felt exhausted and all he wanted to do was stick his dick through the rod and empty a load into a willing ass. The rod was sealed around his rock hard throbbing dick, once more the feel of the portal tingled on his sensitive flesh. A waiting time of one minute was once again advised.

However, his cock announced it's arrival a few seconds later as he felt sudden warm air surrounding it. Whatever planet it was on, it was in the middle of summer. Tyrone bit his lip nervously as he waited, he could feel air moving around his cock but had no idea if that was a breeze, or if his cock was being moved. Nobody was touching it though and the hyena found himself giggling a little with nervousness as he waited to feel something he hoped would be wonderful.

In his mind he pictured his own cock, sticking out of a rod device. A rock hard real-life drooling dildo. A yelp escaped his lips as he felt his cocktip stroking over soft flesh. It was wonderfully silken and he could feel moisture too. Clearly whoever was using his cock as a dildo had pre-lubed. Next, he felt fingers, two very thick fingers stroked over his maleness, he cried out and his cock twitched shooting pre out onto his unknown lover.

Tyrone's paws grabbed and tore at his sheets. The dragon hands caressing and teasing his aching and needy flesh so wonderfully. There was no doubt in the hyena's mind, the rods had been worth every single credit. His service on the station would be several more years and he would sample every single species, every kind of cock, every ass. Hell, if he was feeling kinky he might try out pussy. It wouldn't matter if he couldn't find someone on the planet to fill the gap in his life, he had a device that would ensure he was always stuffed full.

A cry escaped his lips, as a hot waft of air surrounded his cock. Trembling he wondered what was coming next. A warm slippery tongue glided from the base of his cock, right to the tip. Scaled lips sealed around his tip and sucked softly, eliciting moans and cries of passion. Tyrone humped upwards, knowing that his actions were useless, his cock was fixed out the other man's glory rod. He could dance the fucking conga and the other guy would only see a rock hard, throbbing and needy hyena cock.

However, the tickling warmth of that maw was so tantalizing, he was desperate to feel more. He cried out in impotent fury as the lips disappeared from around his shaft. However, he didn't have time to complain out loud, because a second later he felt his cocktip pushing into something warm and fleshy. It was a pucker, Tyrone was sure, he felt it open around him, his cock slipping inside an inch or two. There was something wonderful about feeling someone's warm tight ring rolling back and then around his cock.

With just his cockhead inside, the dragon stopped. Tyrone thrust upwards wildly on his bed, as he felt the reptile's warm depths squeezing around his cock. Panting and gasping he realised just how much of his trust he'd given to a male he'd never met. His pleasure was entirely in the claws of a dragon who would never have to look him in the eye. It was so frustrating and yet, he couldn't help but admit how much more arousing it was to be used like that.

After a few agonising seconds of waiting, he sighed with satisfaction as he felt himself being thrust deeper, then pulled back out. Groaning in pleasure, Tyrone's writhed on the bed still dry humping the air in a desperately futile attempt to thrust deeper into that warmth. So much warmer than any mammalian lover he'd ever fucked. His entire length yearned to be inside that ass, to fuck it hard and fast. To cool that warmth with his seed. Crying out in pleasure, Tyrone's fingers found his own erect nipples and squeezed lightly.

Without warning, he felt himself thrusting deeper and deeper, in one heartbeat he was hilt deep inside his anonymous lover. Tyrone screamed out, "yes!" Out of sheer bliss, the extra warm depths squeezed around him, almost sucking him deeper into the portal. Every fibre of his being wanted him to fuck, to rut into that delicious warm and tight ass. Panting with effort, Tyrone could feel sweat soaking his fur. His head was spinning a little as he humped up into the air.

The ass around him suddenly disappeared, and he bit back another cry of pleasure. It returned moments later, his cock being shoved deep. His fingers squeezed his nipples until he yelped from the pain. In his mind, he could see some dragon, scaled cock in one paw, the glory rod in the other. Using his cock to ream some pert buttocks, tail and wings thrashing with pleasure as he stuffed himself with hyena cock.

It seemed like whatever tentative start the reptile had, he was now letting loose with everything he had. Tyrone howled over and over as his cock rammed into tight ass far harder and faster than he ever thought he could physically fuck. The pleasure burning through his body strongly, the desperate need to orgasm kept at bay by the pain of his fingers teasing his nipples and his teeth biting his lip until he could taste blood.

Tyrone was desperate to hold out, to milk this pleasure for as long as he could. His cock was thrusting and reaming that ass from new angles, yet it felt to him like some wanton slut bouncing on his length in a way no lover could. If anyone tried to ride him that hard it would hurt, the pressure would almost crush him, and possibly smash his desperately churning balls.

Just as he was getting ready to give up and let go, the thrusting stopped. His cock was still buried hilt deep in the now much looser ass. Tyrone fell back on his bed desperately panting, feeling the sweat dripping from his brow. He wondered if the dragon had cum, maybe he would be pulled out soon. Then his mind was blown as the ass around his cock started to spin. A warm silken feeling clenching down hard around his cock and spinning. The friction from the spinning was unlike anything he'd ever felt before.

His rational mind would later deduce that that dragon and in fact been twisting the rod around over and over. However, his mind was too lost to the pleasure and the lust. Tyrone's hips thrust wildly as he howled and yelped. His cock throbbed and somewhere across the stars thick streams of sticky hyena seed was fucked into a slutty dragon ass. His orgasm lasted far longer than any he'd ever had until his body flopped down utterly used and exhausted. Every inch of his fur was soaked with sweat. The bedsheets were soaking and had ripped from his claws that he would have to pay a fine to the company for later.

A few seconds later he felt the warmth around his cock disappear and the glory rod fell away. Exhausted, covered in sweat and cum Tyrone drifted off to sleep, in the safe knowledge that his dry spell was over and it looked like torrential rain for the next five or six years.

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