Buddy Butt Buffet
Buddy Butt Buffet
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This is a commision for Heru that's been sitting on my hard drive and waiting to be posted - and now that there's a suitable lull, well...here you go! Some nice hot manly fun for you, and I sure look forward to hearing what you think about it. *smiles*
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"This is total bullshit," Antonio snorted and threw the X-Box controller down to the floor of the apartment.
"Aww," his friend snickered. Liam, a tall, broad-shouldered dragon was sitting on an oversized recliner, watching his buddy play while the bull was sprawled on the couch. Now a big displeased scowl had spread over the bovine's large snout, all the way to squint his big, brown, warm eyes.
He was sooo crushing on his friend, but that was not important at the moment, It was simply fun to hang out with him, he didn't like thinking in whatnots and maybes.
"This game sucks," Antonio opined. The bull huffed and flexed his hands in annoyance
"I thought you liked it, dude!" Liam chuckled.
"This house sucks, too," the bull grumbled.
Now the dragon gave him a curious look. His friend wasn't usually bad-tempered like this, sure he could have a bit of...giving the appearance that he'd seen a red cloth, perhaps, but that was a rare enough an event. Whatever was giving him such man-depression was a total mystery to Liam, who'd just dropped by his bud to have a nice evening gaming, talking crap and drinking a couple of beers. Now the initial beers were gone and his friend seemed to be in a bad mood.
"You've liked it well enough before as well."
The bull drew his gaming hand into a fist and smacked it loudly down onto the armrest of the couch. He made a face.
"It's all bullshit," Antonio said.
Liam rustled his smooth, leathery wings against the backrest of the oversized recliner, his favorite spot on the living room for the fact how accommodating it was of his body structure, and gave his friend a curious look.
"Well I know you produce it but...hopefully not on that couch..."
The bull mooed.
"Fuck that's NASTY!"
Liam lifted his clawed hands and snickered.
"You started it, dude!" the dragon grinned.
The bull rubbed one of his horns, both of which were adorned with fitted, tribal-patterned plastic caps, the latest bovine fashion trend that Antonio seemed prudent to follow like a filthy hipster, Liam thought. He also thought it made him look fierce, and exotic, and even sexier than usual, but that was an idea to spare for more private moments.
"Humph," the bull breathed loudly.
"Well I can't even offer a friendly wing to cry on if you don't tell me what's wrong, bud," Liam said.
The bull's broad back rubbed noisily against the couch while he adjusted his position.
"It's not really anything much..."
"Obviously it is, if you're getting this worked up and not in a good way," Liam observed, "you're suddenly looking like shit."
The bull didn't seem very happy with the dragon's musings, but eventually, with a lot of harrumphing and armrest-batting, he opened his maw.
"Carla cancelled our date," he said.
Liam felt a twinge of jealousy, even if this mysterious Carla had indeed dumped the bull for the night which had meant a guy's night in at the bull's apartment, but still...the bull's drooping mood was a serious complication for the dragon's own mood as well.
"I didn't know you were going out with a Carla," the dragon said aloud after a few moments of contemplation.
The bull shrugged.
"I don't," he blurted. "She just gave me a blowjob before and I was hoping I was gonna get all the way tonight..."
Liam's wings rustled spontaneously, hearing this lurid confession. The bull didn't seem embarrassed to talk about such a sexual thing - hell, it was as if he was boasting about the ease with which he could bag chicks, such as a mysterious Carla, but then again, being denied of this potential lay had really took him down a notch, too. The big guy looked almost deflated, sitting there on his couch with a couple of beers in his system and...perhaps not a broken heart, but at least just a tad bruised manly ego.
"Well..." said the drake into the air that suddenly hung miserable between them.
"Said it was a 'bad time' or something like that...whatever that means..." the bull grunted. "I don't understand chicks, like at all..."
I've known I don't understand chicks since I was 10 years old, Liam thought, but replied to his friend's musings with a compassionate bro-smile.
"Guess they all have those times..."
The bull seemed unhappy about the fact.
"I mean, I was gonna be all sweet on her too...take her out and..." he waved his big hand in the air. "All that planning...poof! Useless."
And didn't get you off, Liam thought, considering that to be the true reason of his friend's displeasure at the state of affairs.
"I'm sure there'll be other chances," he offered his counsel with another smile. "Girls are girls."
"And they're pain sometimes," the bull said, "not that you have that problem, I guess..."
Liam blushed. He wasn't very vocal about his own leanings, let alone romantic entanglements, because he knew that while his friend was quite happy to talk about how interesting it'd been to finger a chick, for example, mentioning that nice beret-wearing kangaroo with the cutest little beige butthole might've been more than his remarkably liberal bull buddy could take when it came to exposure to homosexual shenanigans.
"Guys have their moments, too," the dragon said quickly, not really keen on lingering at the issue.
Antonio pursed his lips.
"That why you still single?"
Liam let out a little trill of amusement.
"Oh, I'm not quite ready to settle down like that," he spoke up.
"Ah, so you're a slut?" the bull suggested.
Liam's tail smacked the floor and his wings flapped more noisily behind him. That was quite the statement from his friend and not something he'd expected. It did make him flush a little, though, under his cheek scales. He hadn't really slept around all that much, perhaps, depending n how you defined 'much', but he had definitely not had too many dry spells, either.
"I'm not entirely unlike you when it comes to finding company if that's what you mean," he stated, "sometimes I succeed and sometimes I..."
"Play games with your boring buddy?"
"Ahem," Liam replied. "I enjoy these times a great deal, you should know, and I don't come here as a chore."
"Just messing with ya," the cocky bull rumbled. "Ugh...I'm sorry, I'm just so bored..."
"So let's come up with something," Liam proposed, "another game, or cook up something to eat other than chips..."
"Mmeh," the bull mooed.
"This is gonna be a sucky night if you're just gonna mope with both of us going hungry and you moping and me getting bored watching it, too..."
"You wanna bail out on me now?" the bull sounded almost genuinely offended.
Liam stood up from the recliner and had to stretch his legs after almost putting them into hibernation from sitting on the big lazyass armchair.
"Well I'm just saying, just moping around isn't really gonna help you much..."
"It helps with feeling pissed off," the bull said.
"It doesn't, really," Liam mused.
The bull gave another displeased grunt and got up from the couch.
"Well I'll be at least getting another beer now. You want one?"
"Why not?" the drake replied.
He watched his friend head out towards the kitchen, the enviably bulky butt more than visible under the loose fabric of the sweatpants he wore, simply too much ass to be contained and hidden so easily by the said article of clothing. The drake felt the blush deepen, and averted his gaze.
*
Liam woke up hours later on the recliner, head spinning, maw dry, and his bladder feeling like it was going to burst. They'd really done a good job on the beer and it was all gone by now, as indicated by the bottles littering the floor.
"Ugh..."
He almost stumbled and fell, stepping on a bottle, but it rolled under his foot and clattered away while the dragon walked over to the bathroom. A massive, impressive stream of piss was deposited into the porcelain bowl, and once flushed down, it made him feel more comfortable, if a bit tired. He suspected his friend had passed out in the bedroom, and hence he hobbled over to the door and opened it a crack.
The drake's breathing hitched the moment he grabbed the doorknob, the door actually open so he didn't have to turn it, and peered into the room. What he first realized was the scent, strong, masculine musk that lingered and hit his nose.
If that wasn't enough, there was a rustle...sheets and skin, and fur..a little creak of the bed... heavy breathing, too, the kind that...suggested things, and made scales warm up in interesting places while Liam was still at the doorway, not daring to move.
"Hmmhhhh..." his friend moaned, and the bed shifted again.
The bull was naked and lying on his back, long, musky cock held in the grip of both of his hands. He was not jerking himself off, not exactly, but rather, was holding himself while he bucked his hips up into this makeshift tunnel to stimulate himself with the stroke of the noisy, slick palms.
Liam's cock grew hard and popped out of his slit faster than he could even realize that it was tenting his own loose cargo pants. Spying on his friend playing with himself was truly a full-body experience that teased all the senses, and it was no wonder that he was getting so aroused. It was just so naughty...the true forbidden fruit, because he had always dismissed his buddy's sexiness, thinking that too much acknowledgement of the fact was going to make things awkward between them. He wasn't sure how long he could stay there spying on him masturbing without being noticed, even if the bull seemed to be well into it...
"Nghh...yesh..." the bull moaned suddenly and startled his friend, whose long tail swapped against the floor. His ears perked as well and for a moment he was worried that Antonio had heard him. It seemed to not be the case, though, since the bull was still beating his thick, long meat, his tail swiping along the messy bedsheets while the sweaty bovine toyed with his tool.
Liam's own cock pulsed heavily. Bearing witness to this one-bull private live porno was hot beyond imagination. He hadn't dared to meddle much in fantasies when it came to his buddy, but watching all this happening was easily throwing all his mental holds aside. He imagined it was his maw over that cock instead of the bull's heavy hands...suckling until the humongous balls he could just about see wobbling about with the bull's lazy thrusts into his grip would spill their load...or simply sitting on that long meat and ride it until both of them would be breathless with pleasure and rutting sex.
"hmhmhmhprrhh..." the bull let out another soft, pleasured moan, rough with growl along the edges.
The drake couldn't resist anymore. A few cursory gropes were followed by his hand going into his pants and grabbing himself. He bit his teeth together to stifle the resulting moan.
For a few moments, the two friends, unaware of one another, beat their meat, one spying on the bull, the bull deep in some drunken sexual fantasies playing in his mind and providing inspiration for his late night session. Liam wasn't really concerned by that, he was just going to take this opportunity and enjoy ogling and lusting after his friend without feeling too guilty in the heat of the moment -
"BUMP!"
An overtly enthusiastic stroke had wedged Liam's elbow against the edge of the door and it opened with a thump loud enough that there was no way the bull couldn't have heard it. He stopped mid-thrust and fell back to the bed, though his hands remained on his shaft while he lifted his head wearily from the mattress, having no pillows under his neck, and looking over to the door...seeing the dark shape of his friend there, even in the twilight conditions.
"You..." the bull suddenly spoke in a raspy voice, "you watching, dude?"
Liam, who still had one hand in his pants, nodded.
"Y-yeah..."
"Why are you watching me jack off?" Antonio questioned.
Liam's wings rustled nervously. He hoped, hard as FUCK he hoped that the bull was drunk enough to not to remember all of this in the morning.
"Just...happened to pass by..."
The bull snorted.
"What the fuck..." he shook his head noisily, almost carving grooves to the wall behind him with his horns.
"S-sorry..." Liam mumbled. "I'll go to sleep on the couch..."
"Why were you watching me?"
Liam couldn't believe the question.
"Is that even a question?"
"It would explain why you're watching me beat my meat...dude..."
Liam swallowed.
"Because it's fun? Because you're hot?"
The bull snorted.
"You gay for me after all?" he sounded accusing.
"Uh..."
"Come here," the bull's voice was commanding.
Liam's tail jerked from side to side behind him.
"Antonio - "
"Come here!" the bull mooed.
It sounded like a command, and Liam, in his shaken up state, didn't find it in himself to resist the order given to him. He pushed the door all the way open and approached the bull cautiously, in case he'd change his mind suddenly... but the bull was simply looking at him, dully, cock still held in one hand while the other rested against the bed.
"Dude..."
"You like staring at my cock?" the bull waved the nearly foot-long member with his paw, making it flop about in an eye-capturing manner.
"P-please don't ask me these things..." Liam said weakly. If it'd been sexy and tempting to watch from the doorway, seeing it all up close...he could practically taste the musk oozing off that club of a shaft.
"You obviously do...you're looking at it..."
"It...it's fucking huge...it's..." the drake stuttered nervously, "it's huge...it's...sexy..."
Antonio lifted his other hand and slapped his cock against with the other, making a particularly lewd sound, not to mention the sight...enough to make the dragon's own dick pulse madly.
"Think that...f-fucking Carla is realizing what she's missing out on?"
"Eh... maybe," Liam replied, still looking intently at the bull's dong. He'd finally given up resisting and simply ogled as much as he could. It was probably the only chance he was ever going to get.
"I was gonna bone her good..." the bull complained, "I wanted to give it to her hard..."
He snorted, and it sounded almost mournful.
"M-maybe you'll get another chance..." Liam mumbled.
"She's not here now though," the bull grunted. "I'm horny noowwwww..."
If his voice hadn't been so deep, it would have sounded like the bull was simply whining at his misfortune.
"Do gay guys ever act all prissy and refuse to put out?" Antonio asked.
Liam giggled nervously.
"Oh, all the time, believe me..." he replied. "Don't you ever think it's always smooth sailing...even when we're not being persecuted..."
"Spare me that," the bull grunted.
"Maybe I really should leave you to be - "
The bull smacked the bed with his tail.
"If you were with a guy, what would you do?" he questioned.
"I'm not sure this is the right time for this conversation," Liam replied.
"I'm asking..." the bull grunted. "If you had a sexy gay guy naked in front of you right now wanting to fuck, what would you do?"
His friend let out another nervous breath and chuckled.
"You seriously don't want to know."
"Bah," the bull vocalized. "Is it something kinky like...like...pissing on his face or something?"
"No!" the dragon yelped. "What do you think I like doing in the sack?"
"That's why I'm asking," the fragrant bull stated.
Liam was sure he was going to regret saying what he really wanted to say, but his balls had tight enough a grip on the dragon so that not answering was no longer an option by that point.
"Well, I generally like eating out a guy's butt until they just flip me over and fuck me senseless," he said. "That's pretty much the...optimal..outcome...or maybe the other way around...as long as I get to eat some butt...yeah..."
The bull's expression was hard to read.
"You like...like...tossing the salad?"
"Rimming is the technical term," Liam replied. "Tongue on and in the butthole."
"Bah. No wonder everyone thinks gay sex is nasty."
"It's not nasty!" the drake felt the need to defend himself, and his kin. "Once it's clean, it's really nice...plus, straight furs do it too..."
"How would YOU know?" Antonio mooed.
"I heard it's talked about in ladies' magazines..."
The bull brushed one of his big hands through his head furs, seemingly uncaring that the very same fingers were covered in his musk and pre-cum. The dragon could sure as hell smell it, and felt his cock stir even further at the deep, manly scent.
"Bah."
"Sorry if I shocked you, dude."
"I can't really believe a girl would do that...nobody ever offered me to..." Antonio complained.
"I'm not sure how many of them are raunchy enough to do it without a horny boyfriend suggesting some backdoor action."
"HA!" Antonio snapped. "Is that an official gay term, too?"
"You gotta talk the talk to get what you want," the dragon suggested.
"So it's nothing more than...like, getting a blowjob, when two guys do it?"
Liam's cock was painfully hard, even from talking about butthole munching. It was definitely doing things to him, and he was sure that the bull didn't know the half of it.
"It depends," he said. "Some like it, some hate it, others...like me...well...just love it."
The bull chortled.
"So you're saying you'd stick your tongue into any hairy nasty ass crack you could get in front of you, because it gets you off?"
Liam coughed.
"Well it's best when it's clean..." he said. "But I've rarely said no...heh..."
The bull snorted.
Liam decided that he was going to go to hell for it, but he was speaking before he could back himself out of it.
"Guess you can't know because you never did it."
"I'd never lick an asshole, not even a chick's!" the bull mooed.
"Didn't...didn't mean that," Liam said.
Antonio snickered.
"Huh? Think I should sit on Carla's face and let her go into town?" he chuckled. "Let her taste some bull butt?"
" - or I could?" Liam mumbled.
The bull's nostrils flared with the snort that flowed out of his snout.
"I'm not gay," he said, "won't have any dude touching my dick, not even you, bud, no matter how drunk I am."
Liam thought his cock had possessed his tongue, somehow, for coming up with the words that next came out of his maw.
"Bet I could make you feel good without touching your dick at all..." he whispered.
The bull harrumphed.
"But it's all about dat cock..." he put weight to his words by waving his somewhat drooping schlong around with his gripping hand, such a lewd sight that it made the dragon's own nearly erupt into his boxers.
"Didn't I just tell you that it isn't?" he said.
"Well you also need a pussy..." the bull mooed happily at the thought.
"And there isn't one here," Liam replied pointedly.
The bull let out a frustrated grumble.
"Don't remind me...fuck..."
"But like I said, bud...don't...don't need to touch your dick to make you feel good..."
Liam wasn't sure whether he was drunk on beer or bull musk, but he wasn't sure whether he could be held responsible for saying all those things. Maybe it really was one strange, bizarre night when things simply happened.
"Grab your leg, bud...under the knee," the dragon prompted, "pull it up."
The bull looked at him with his big eyes, and much to Liam's utter astonishment, complied. The big bovine's hand slipped into the pit under his knee and he yanked so that his knee was pulled vaguely towards his chest, over the thick abs covered in a nice peppering of dark hair and a little bit of gut.
This he saw from the initial angle...but when he moved to the foot of the bed, and with the bull's leg raised like that, it opened up the smooth crevice of Antonio's rump, his heavy cock and the pendulous balls flopping down, the nuts resting against one thigh now while the slightly leaning position truly exposed the bull's masculine wonders to the world to behold.
Liam thought he was going to start drooling. The bull's usually hidden butthole was a pale patch in the otherwise dark-skinned, softly furred crack, now uncovered and not protected by the tail that usually remained in the down position when the bull was without his pants. The bull's posture meant that it caused the hole to be pulled just a tad open at the very center, a sight the dragon couldn't pull his eyes away from. He almost forgot to ogle at the huge balls and the big bull cock when presented with a sight as amusing as the bull's butthole on full display.
For so long he gazed that suddenly the same big bull let out a snort, and the tail snaking along the bed sheets flapped against it noisily.
"This isn't really doing anything for me, dude..." Antonio complained.
Liam was sure that if he'd told the bull everything it was doing for him, he would have freaked out immediately and that sweet hole would most certainly been clamped shut and tucked away for the rest of eternity. No matter how every single sexual urge in his body was screaming at him to just bury his tongue into the bull's fragrant, smooth, tantalizing pucker and taste that sweet, meaty opening and nuzzle it and sniff and suck on the bull's hole until -
He let out such a needy, whiny, trilling moan that the bull's ears jumped.
"Dude - "
"Just...- fucking - hold on like that!" the dragon hissed. "This is serious business!"
The bull chortled.
"I think I'm gonna fart," he said.
The dragon almost pulled his head away from his current bent down position, observing the lovely tailhole in front of his eyes, and glimpsed at the bull's face over the expanse of his belly. He could see the mixture of confusion and that particularly kind of puzzled arousal that he knew was...almost genetic to those guys who were just only starting to imagine the possibility that their asshole might actually be a source of intense sexual pleasure, not just the proverbial butt of terrible jokes.
"No you won't...you can relax but not that much, dude..." Liam mumbled. He dared to sniff the air and decided that the bull's butt was still only smelling like delicious, not something that'd make him want to light a match.
His lust truly was complete. He couldn't stop himself...he gripped the bull's thighs, making sure to not to touch anywhere near the bull's self-assigned danger zone, his cock. Though awesome in its own right, the drake only really had one thing in mind, and that one closed on him an inch by an inch until Liam stuffed his snout directly onto the bull's butthole.
"Uhhhhffuck!" Antonio gasped, warm scales, lips, warm breath on his balls, and a bizarre suctioning noise when the drake inhaled the bull's butt musk and made the drake's own cock expel pre-cum into his pants the very instant his senses were overcome by the very first delicious, deep teaser of his buddy's lovely rear.
"The fuck - " the bull continued muttering while he felt the bizarre yet oddly sensual feeling of a tongue stroking over his hole, a first time if anything there was one, and it made him huff again. It felt funny, like someone stroking the tip of his cock with their wet palm, maybe not quite as good or intense, but it was the only thing he could compare it to from experience. It didn't make his cock flex and throb like the aforementioned activity did, but instead, it was causing a curious heat to appear somewhere in his loins instead, driving from the core of his butt and then spreading along his tailbone, the said appendage now slapping the bed.
"Hmmmmrrrrr!" Liam couldn't help but trill, tasting and smelling the ass he'd lusted for since he'd gotten his first glimpse at it. No longer he'd have to steal bull boxers from the hamper to get even a small hint of that lovely musk that came off his friend, now he sampled it from the source and it was intoxicating, it drove him mad with lust and made him want to fill that hole again and again. He hadn't thought his cock could get that hard but it did, it felt like he could cum from the simple sensation of his dick brushing against the inside of the fabric of his pants while he sprawled on the bed and tried to make sure he could eat out as much of his friend's ass before the possible, dangerous, terrible possibility that Antonio might still freak out and move away from him, to take this wonderful pleasure from the dragon who wanted nothing more than to give pleasure, to taste his friend's hole and to make sure the bull would have an experience he could never forget.
He seemed to be enjoying it, though; the bull was neither moving away nor pushing the dragon away, simply staying there with his legs pulled up, their hands almost touching over the bull's thighs where Antonio still gripped his to keep his legs in position, and where Liam found purchase on the fleshy muscles in order to maintain the perfect pressure of his tongue digging into the puckered love-opening of the bull's ass. His eyes were closed and everything he knew was musk, saliva, heat and the grip of the slowly relaxing ring of muscle on his tongue.
To hell with caution, the dragon was tongue-fucking the hole mercilessly, hoping against hope that the bull would relax enough that he could slip inside just a little, to find the joyful heat of his tunnel with his tongue, to taste him, to make those thighs he felt flex under his palms truly tremble with pleasure while he took his friend to new heights of unknown pleasure.
"Uhh...Jeeeessh...you...you might have to ss...stop..." Antonio mumbled.
"Humpphh" Liam's answer was mumbled against his friend's flexing asshole. He only attacked the hole with more vigor, kissing it, licking it, anything to make his friend relax even further -
"OHhhwwwwhhhmmmooooh!" the bull let out a sudden moo, and was wriggling on the bed. He practically punched the dragon with his butt, as his ass shuffled from side to side, but the dragon rode the sudden storm without a hitch, without missing a single lick on his friend's pucker.
That noise...that blissful, wonderful noise...
The bull's huge, pent-up cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum on his belly, without being touched, all the stimulation coming through his tailhole eaten out by the rumbling dragon on the bed. He'd never had idea it could feel like this, it was just...tongue on his butt, it wasn't even any gay shit happening, no kissing or playing with his cock, it was just...something that just went on and he wasn't sure what it was, but he knew that it was feeling kinda good to his drunken, sex-starved mind that'd been denied of other kind of release, and even jerking off hadn't been cutting it since he'd been turned down by yet another woman. His balls felt so heavy, churning with his seed, and that tongue, that weird tongue doing unspeakable things to him -
"UuhhMMMOOOO!"
The dragon revelled in the power he held over the bull, in the slip of his tongue against those puckered, relaxing folds of his butt, and the pulse of his own erection against his belly. He was aroused beyond belief, considering that his friend had truly allowed him to play with his butt, to reduce his hole into a winking, spit-sweating pucker of delight for the dragon to behold, his own clawed hands resting on each firm muscled cheek and staring at this magnificent hole he desired. The bull seemed confused about how good it felt, but his cock was not about to go on lying about how he felt - he looked about ready to burst, as if a single stroke over that long cock might have been enough to cause a torrent of spooge to escape those huge balls.
"Looks like you're really needing this, b-buddy..." the dragon whispered, eyes fixed on that huge cock.
"F-fuck...uhh...."the bull mumbled, his cock still throbbing and oozing agsint his belly. "Ahh...Jesus..."
"I'll make it even better for you...let me?" Liam whispered.
"W-whatever..." the bull huffed as he flopped his head against the pillow once more.
Liam couldn't believe that he was about to do it, but true enough, soon he had his dragoncock out and was giving it a couple of strokes just as he knelt behind the bull and his perfect butt, aiming a drooling phallus at the very much sloppy, wet hole that was the center of the bull's ass and the ultimate subject of Liam's attention. It looked well enough, it had felt relaxed alright, and the bull...he looked like was in another place, sent there by alcohol and the unexpected pleasure of having his butt played with.
"This will...just feel great...just...just close your eyes, bud...and...enjoy.."
"Am...am I gonna fucking cum or not?" was the bull's only answer, sounding exasperated, but the dragon could see that his eyes also happened to be crunched shut.
"You're gonna cum harder than ever..." Liam continued speaking in his most soothing tone. His trembling fingers pushed his shaft down and pressed the pointed, wet tip against the spit-lubed pucker, skin stroking on skin and making Antonio moo again.
"Oh...oh....Ohhh..." the bull panted.
"Just keep your legs u-up and your eyes s-shut..." the drake rumbled.
Liam couldn't believe he was about to do it - and even if the bull was going to kick his ass afterwards once the beer wore off, he wasn't about to go on wasting this chance of getting to sample the charms of his buddy's exquisite butt. It was probably the only time ever that the bull would be this receptive...and the dragon's fantasies had really taken over by now, they had to be fulfilled...to be put into action.
Something needed to be filled, bad.
The straight bull looked lost in pleasure - generally lost - to the drake admiring him, who gingerly placed his hands onto the bull's hips for balance and pushed.
The bull's facial expression changed momentarily - a tiny hint of what Liam could have considered to be discomfort flashing past those features, with the dragon's aggressive, ridged, precum-oozing cock nudging upon his fleshy gate. Liam found himself holding his breath, only to trill and gasp when he felt the wet asslips kiss his heated tip.
"Uhhhh..." the dragon moaned, but tried his best to keep it down, to maintain the illusion to his friend that what they were doing wasn't extremely sexual and also extremely gay.
True enough, the bull was only concentrating on the sensations coming from this new kind of rubbing on his tailhole, the one body part he had never really considered to be a source of such pleasure. Sure this felt a bit odd compared even to the mad feeling of the dragon's tongue, but it was alright...it made his cock so hard...
Liam pushed ever so gently, and managed to work his tap past the bull's pucker...the heat growing always more pleasurable when he dwelled deeper into the bull's hole. He was clenching down so mightily that the dragon was sure that he wasn't going to be able to last very long...but he could try.
"J-just relax..." Liam whispered, mostly to himself. The bull seemed receptive enough, lying there sprawled with his ass pried open around the dragon's shaft, gnawing on it like a -
"F-fuck..." the dragon couldn't keep the expletive in any more than the bull's slippery ass could keep the drake's cock out of his gut.
His ridged length was soon raking the bull's insides, especially his virgin prostate. The bull's pleasure spot couldn't handle such intense activity for very long, there was no chance of that, not with such an eagerly horny dragon humping into him.
"Ohhhfffshhaaahhh..."
Liam would've been embarrassed of his performance if it wasn't for the utter lust he felt, when his internal balls exploded with electric joy, shooting up the base of his tail into his own asshole and then all through his his shaft and his body, when cum shot out of his jerking shaft and pumped deep inside the bull's hole.
The heat must've been too much for Antonio, too, since the bull suddenly mooed and unleashed a torrent of seriously blue-balled bull-batter all over himself. The pearly fluid even splashed his face, so that the bull's cheeky goatee soon had a fat droplet of cum hanging from it.
"Uh..."
Liam didn't linger too long, even if he'd gladly stayed longer within the bull's hot rear. He pulled out with a plop and hurried into the bathroom, wondering if Antonio would soon be banging on the door and demanding an explanation to what was happening.
A minute passed...five...ten...and the dragon, having washed himself and taken a leka, felt so bored that he just had to go back into the room...to find Antonio fast asleep, snoring like only a bull could, with a huge, slimy load of cum congealing all over his chest and belly.
"Damn that's hot," the dragon found himself saying aloud despite his better judgment.
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Liam expected the morning to be awkward to the utmost...but what he found was a cranky bull who alternated between rubbing his temples and his rumo.
"Fuck...one hell of a hangover...and we just drank beer...shit...never thought your ass could be sore from drinking too much..." Antonio could be heard muttering while the drake tried to resurrect him with some strong black coffee.
"Maybe I should help you relax a bit...get your mind out of it..." the dragon suggested with a private smirk, while his cock filled with blood inside his sweatpants.
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Cheerio!
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