Marphield meets Andrence: An Adventures of a Truck Driver Prequel
#4 of Adventures of a Truck Driver
I've been searching for a gryphon story that fits my particular tastes, but none I've encountered really worked for me. So, utilizing the old adage 'if you want it done right, do it yourself', I decided to write this story.
I've decided to make it a prequel of sorts to my 'Truck Driver' series, and features our feathered friend Marphield and it details when he and the dragon first met.
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Flaring his wings, Marphield the gryphon executed a perfect landing on a rock outcropping. His choice in landing here was the spectacular view afforded him over the mountain valley. It was peaceful here as well, the serenity a large deciding factor in his choosing the area for his home. The rock that the gryphon was now seated upon was also a plus, as it was a perfect place for Marphield to sun himself, as it seemed the place was always awash in the sun's rays. Directly below this vista, reachable by a short hop, was a large pool of water, which Marphield knew, from personal experience, cool and refreshing. Perfect for a silly gryphon that sunned himself a bit too much and needed a cool down. It also provided something for Marphield to drink, as it was constantly refreshed somehow by underground spring. He didn't quite understand how it worked, but it worked well enough for his tastes.
Being that he just got finished flying about, Marphield hopped down to take a drink. After slurping up some water and wiping his beak with a foreclaw, he caught his reflection in the pool. Being half bird, as gryphons are known to be, Marphield was tantalized by his reflection for a moment. Naturally, he was half avian half feline. He was simple in colorings, his feathers and fur a glossy black color, except the center of his chest, where there was a large white spot, conjuring an image of a tuxedo. His foreclaws were a dark shade of gray, and extended tot he elbows, where the feathers took over again. The same shade of gray dominated his beak as well. The only actual color on his body were his eyes, a bright, solid blue. Though his color scheme could be considered a boring monochrome, the way that the glossy fur and feathers seem to highlight his muscular frame make up for the lack of color. His fur and feathers highlight his muscles, particularly the way they rippled as he moved. He was fit, but not overly muscled.
Marphield remained entranced by his reflection, beak hanging slightly open, tongue licking along the edge. After a moment, though, he realized what he was doing and grinned to himself. He shook himself, then returned to his rock, sprawling lazily under the sun, fully intent on taking a nap. Unfortunately, his attempts were hampered by his mind recalling his image in the pool. Marphield frowned with his eyes closed, wondering at the distraction, only to chuckle to himself when he realized what'd happened: The reflection of himself aroused him. Indeed, once realizing this, he found that his cock tip had peeked out of his furry sheath without him knowing. Grinning even more, the gryphon rolled onto his back to give himself attentions.
He started out by gently gripping his sheath in his foreclaw, stroking with it along his shaft, purring to himself as pleasure filled him. With eyes still closed, he started to fantasize to further his fun. This time he chose his dragon fantasy, imagining a dragon coming over to him and starting to stroke the gryphon, like he was doing to himself now. Marphield was about to go to the next level in his fantasy, but suddenly was very much interrupted by a call from the air.
"Hello down there!"
With an ack of surprise, Marphield immediately rolled to his paws. Having his arousal dashed by surprise, his member quickly slid back into it's furry home. Hardly noticing, Marphield scanned the sky for the being that called down to him. His sharp eyes picked out the intruder, and he was startled to see it was a dragon. Marphield almost didn't see him, as he was only a few shades darker than the surrounding sky. The gryphon's eyes widened slightly as the dragon's coloring matched Marphield's fantasy dragon, as blue was the gryphon's favorite color.
Marphield continued to watch the dragon spiral down to his rock. By the time said dragon touched down, Marphield had calmed down. The dragon's body language hinted at absolutely no threat from the beasty and a great deal of friendliness. The fact that said dragon was easy on the eyes didn't hurt either.
"Can I help you?" Marphield inquired.
Smiling, the dragon responded, "I was just flying through and saw the pool. I was about to come down and take a drink, but then saw you and thought I should announce myself."
The gryphon nodded and smiled back, as he was capable of that sort of thing. "Oh, yeah, thanks. Usually, I'm alone here. Having someone suddenly next to me unannounced would be alarming." He waved a foreclaw at the water. "Help yourself."
The dragon nodded, hesitated for a moment while looking at Marphield, then hopped down. Marphield's heart skipped a beat at the dragon's look. Did the dragon see Marphield? He wasn't sure how good a dragon's eyes are compared to his. And what was that lingering look for? The gryphon could feel his ears heat up in a blush. Another thing he was grateful about being black in color was blushes can't be seen through his black feathers.
Marphield had recovered most of his composure when the dragon finished hydrating himself. But when the dragon hopped back up on the rock, Marphield's eyes widened slightly at the quick glimpse of the package between the dragon's legs. Of course, Marphield was a gay gryphon, and so found himself aroused by the image. The gryphon felt his eyes go wide a bit when he saw it, but quickly diverted his gaze to the sky before the dragon landed from his hop. Out of the corner of his eye, though, Marphield watched as the dragon sat next to him. The closeness of the dragon made the gryphon feel giddy.
"My name is Andrence," the dragon said suddenly. "What's yours?"
Somewhat nervously, the gryphon regarded Andrence. "Um. Marphield."
Andrence smiled. "Pleased to meet you." The dragon started to look Marphield over, the gryphon starting to fidget under the studious gaze. When he was about to protest, the dragon said, "I like your coloring. It's all nice and shiny. Your fur looks really soft."
Marphield grinned sheepishly. "Thank you. You're rather nice looking, too."
Andrence suddenly leaned in, holding his forepaw up. "May I touch?"
Marphield started slightly at the sudden query, but managed to calm himself down. After all, he did have silky smooth fur most of the time. Didn't mean that the dragon wanted to 'touch' him, right? "Okay."
Andrence murred and set his forepaw down on Marphield's hindleg, right at the knee, then stroked the hindleg all from knee to hindpaw. He repeated the maneuver over and over again for a bit, continuing his murrings.
Marphield starting to purr, too, as the dragon stroked his hindleg, his tail swishing about behind him as he watched the dragon. Andrence had his eyes closed as he murred to himself. "So soft..."
Suddenly, the dragon moved closer to Marphield, wrapping his forelimb around the surprised gryphon, the forepaw attached to said forelimb reaching around and starting to stroke Marphield's chest feathers and tummy fur, Andrence using his other forepaw to continue to stroke along the gryphon's hindleg.
"Hey! What the...!" Marphield squawked, stiffly resisting the dragon's attempts to hug him against him.
Undeterred, Andrence scooted even closer, placing his muzzletip near Marphield's ear. "You don't think I noticed your body language?" He wormed his forepaw on the gryphon's tummy down between the gryphon's hindlegs, now rubbing gently against Marphield's sheath. "You weren't doing a good job of hiding it."
The gryphon's reaction was immediate as soon as he felt his sheath being rubbed with a warm forepaw. He melted into the dragon's embrace, rrrring, his sheath swelling at the insistent rubbings from Andrence and the feel of the dragon's lithely muscled frame against his. The fact that his fantasy was coming true enhanced his arousal, his member sliding fully out and quickly hardening. "Mmmm... I'm glad I didn't..."
Andrence immediately reached up and started to stroke the gryphon's shaft, feeling it harden nicely in his grip. "I thought so. I saw you feeling yourself up and that's the reason I came down." He licked Marphield's ear. "What do you like done to you?" the dragon growled somewhat lustily.
Marphield reached over his shoulder and placed his foreclaw on the back of Andrence's head, holding it still while he pushed his body back more against the dragon. He turned his head and licked at the side of Andrence's muzzle. "Mostly anything short of scat and watersports."
Andrence gleefully closed his eye when licked on the muzzle. "Murr... I like blank checks like that." The dragon stretched his neck out as far as he could and licked along Marphield's chest. Marphield sighed happily, craning his head back to further expose himself to Andrence's attentions, moaning slightly as the feel of the dragon's wet tongue sliding throughh his chest feathers joined the sensation of the dragon's stroking along his meat.
Andrence grinned as he licked and stroked the gryphon. Seems that nothing was wrong about his sense of sexual orientation. He was glad he was right, too. The gryphon was a decidedly hot hottie, and Marphield's body felt great against him, the muscles, the soft fur and feathers. His arousal at this was evident as his shaft also slid out and stood at attention, throbbing with his heartbeat.
Marphield began to produce a steady amount of pre, his arousal ramping up quickly as his fantasy continued to come true. Also fueling this was the way that Andrence smeared it along the gryphon's cock, seemingly uncaring about it smearing against his forepaw. Indeed, Marphield thought he actually enjoyed it.
After a bit, Andrence let go of Marphield's cock, rearranging himself so that he was sitting in front of the gryphon, giving Marphield a wonderful view of his malehood. Marphield's beak opened slightly as he eyed it, running his tongue along the edge of his beak. It registered, with some amusement, that the cock was the same color as his: Black. Suddenly, the gryphon felt a messy forepaw dig through his chest feathers, soaking them with pre. The other was there, too, but barely noticed. Marphield found himself being made to lay down, an instruction he followed without hesitation. He peeked at the dragon between his forelimbs and found he had leaned forward, head over the gryphon's spurting, throbbing shaft.
Andrence grinned at him, continuing to massage the gryphon's pre into his chest feathers, making Marphield tremble.
"Messy gryphon..." Andrence murrmurred, then nuzzled at the spurting cock, causing Marphield to jump and issue a surprised, but very pleased, squawk. Andrence couldn't grin much more, but his murrings increased in volume as he repeatedly nuzzled at Marphield, smearing the pre all over the outside of his muzzle, murrmurring again, "Very messy gryphon."
Marphield shook and shuddered, eyes closed as pleasure continued to course through him by the lewd contact. Yes... Yes he was a messy gryphon, and enjoyed messy stuff, and was quite happy to see that Andrence apparently did, too. Each repeated nuzzle was answered by a moan from and a spurt from Marphield, the spurt being nuzzled at, grinding the pre into his tummy fur and into the dragon's face. But, to his dismay, the dragon stopped touching him so delightfully. Marphield squeeped in protest at him, his shaft issuing another spurt of slimy pre when he saw the dragon's face covered in same. The dismay faded though, upon sight of the dragon's shaft.
"You gonna do something with that, Sexy?" Marphield said, indicating the cock with a hindpaw.
Andrence grinned and grabbed the hindpaw. "I should warn you, I have a hindpaw fetish." He brought it up and pushed the paw pads against his cheek, as if he was hugging a loved one. "And yours are just about the sexiest I've ever seen."
Marphield wriggled his hindpaw digits. "I should warn you that I share your fetish." He moved his other hindpaw between Andrence's hindlegs and immediately dragged it from bottom to top of the dragon's shaft, causing the dragon to moan and shiver. Marphield continue to smile as he rubbed his hindpaw up and down the dragon's shaft, the dragon soon leaking enough pre to soak the fur. Absently, Andrence starting to lick at the hindpaw in his possession, lost in a blissful haze at the sensations from the other hindpaw. This only made the gryphon hornier, and start to increase his production of pre.
After a pleasant bit, Andrence switched Marphield's hindpaws, switching to licking at the messy one, the one he had previously taking over stroking along his shaft. Marphield continued to murr at the dragon as he serviced his hindpaws, doing his best to pleasure Andrence with his hindpaw as much as the dragon was doing for him. The feel of cock sliding slickly against his hindpaw and the licking of his other didn't pleasure Marphield too much, rather keeping his pleasure at a high level, but not pushing him over the edge. A good thing, too, as he didn't want to cum until after the dragon fucked him.
The thought of Andrence shoving his fat prick into him made the gryphon squirm. Andrence saw this and murred? curiously. Marphield heard the curious query. In answer, he dragged his forepaw through the puddle of pre on his tummy, reaching down to smear some around his tailhole, sliding a digit in with a moan. Andrence understood immediately, crawling over the sexy gryphon, forepaws on each side of Marphield's head, cock poised over the gryphon's eager hole, Marphield murring in anticipation, wriggling his hindquarters.
"Aw, does gryphon want the cock?" Andrence growled lustily.
Marphield traced a digit against Andrence's chest. "Yes, please. Stuff it in me, you sexy beasty."
Grinning impishly, Andrence licked the side of Marphield's beak, sliding his hard, slick cock into the gryphon. Marfield gasped and wriggled happily as he was penetrated by the dragon's thick shaft, squeezing his insides against it, enjoying how Andrence's juices made the entry slick and smooth. The gryphon shuddered helplessly and panted as his pleasure climbed dangerously close to the peak. Indeed, a powerful spurt of pre erupted from the gryphon's cock, managing to spray against the dragon's tummy. Marphield managed to reign himself in so as to continue enjoying Andrence as the dragon enjoyed him.
Andrence moaned appreciatingly at the hot confines of Marphield's insides surrounding, clenching, and grinding his hard rod. The dragon soon settled into a rhythm, Marphield's moanings becoming peppered with grunts, each grunt emphasizing a thrust in from Andrence, the gryphon's cock spurting constantly against Andrence's tummy, each spurt making the dragon's pleasure increase as well. Andrence continued to lick at the side of Marphield's beak, the gryphon returning them absently as both climbed to their peaks.
Marphield was the first to cum. The combined feeling of soaked hindpaws and tummy fur, the cock sliding so pleasantly in and out of him, and the overall joy of having his fantasy come true causing him to erupt, his hot seed splashing all up and down his front, splattering against his chest feathers and tummy fur. He moaned helplessly as he came, clenching the dragon's shoulders with his foreclaws, but careful not to injure. Burying his face into the nook between Andrence's shoulder and neckbase, Marphield more or less clung helplessly to the dragon as he experienced his most powerful orgasm to date.
Andrence chuckled slightly as the gryphon lost himself in sexual ecstasy, still thrusting into the clingy, helplessly moaning beast, teetering on the tip of his orgasm as well. Still, he kept his thrustings more or less on an even rhythm, waiting for Marphield to recover enough to honor his request. "Sexy beasty, would you be so kind as to take a pawful of your cum and massage it into my chest scales?"
Marfield licked softly at the side of his lover's neck. "Mmm? Okay... but when you cum, spray it on me?"
Andrence chuckled softly. "Messy gryphon," he cooed.
Marfield smiled, cooing back, "Sexy dragon." He did as he was asked, taking cum and rubbing the slick stuff against the dragons chest, tracing each line of muscle under the scales.
"Mmm, that's the stuff," Andrence said, his cock jolting and erupting in the hot confines of his gryphon's hole. A split second later, he pulled out, resting his spewing shaft atop the gryphon's, hot dragon cum blasting all over Marphield, joining the gryphon's in a pool of messy bliss.
Marphield murrmurred, "Yesss, that's it... cover me in your hot seed...", his own shaft jerking and spurting some more, too, at the new sensation of Andrence's hardness against it.
After what seemed like an eternity, both cocks gave one final spurt, then were still. Andrence teetered and then fell over onto his side next to Marphield. The gryphon issued a quiet aw, scooting closer to his lover. The dragon smiled and nuzzled at the gryphon, snugging him close, smiling some at the squishy sound of cum squeezed between the two of them. Both beings shuddered at that sensation as well as their meats touching again.
A moment later, Marphield nuzzlelicked at Andrence. "Oh, thank you soooo much, Andrence. It was exactly how I fantasized such a thing would happen."
Andrence beamed lovingly at the gryphon. "You're quite welcome." He squeezed Marphield against him. "I can see that this is the start of a beautiful friendship."
Grinning, Marphield wriggled his hindquarters, grinding their shafts together and making Andrence moan.
"Yeah. Friendship with priviledges."
Chirring, Marphield snuggled close to the dragon, adjusting himself so he could rest his cheek on the dragon's chest, half grinning as he felt the cum squish against his head.
Andrence echoed Marphield's chirrs with purrings of his own, hugging the gryphon close against him, absently stroking his new mate's neck. In a bit, he heard Marphield start to snore softly, the sound also lulling himself to sleep, both warmed by each other as much as the sun.