KOK House
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Losian the furdrake belongs to his player.
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KOK house.
by Segremores Moon, a commission for Losian
Loud pop music, rumbling belches, raucous laughter. Yeah, it was a fraternity house alright. Kappa Omega Kappa was a house known for many things. It was known primarily for its amazing parties. These parties often rocked the campus with loud music, or drowned it in sheer quantities of beer or other spirits, or gave it an adult-only rating with prominent displays of unadulterated sex and nudity.
Kappa Omega Kappa was also known for its exclusive and nearly unfair practice of giving membership only to those males whose members nearly touched their calves. Yeah, you must be 16" long to be in this house, that was the rule.
"Hey Ludo, bring out the bitch, it's time to haze the freshmen!" roared a particularly well-hung stallion, lazing about in one of the many beanbag chairs, beer can nearly crushed in his large paw. The horse was a staple of the KOK house, though dragon came in a close second, followed by bull. There were other species accepted, but they were few and far between. The most respected of which were the smaller guys who were packing.
The main room was a mess of naked males. There had to be at least a dozen of them, maybe more. The air was full of the smells of sweat and alcohol, as well as quite a bit of arousal mixed in. In the center of the meandering herd of well-hung animals sat a timid-looking hare. The look on his face told all who cared that he definitely did not know if he belonged here, though the near horse-like appendage between his naked thighs, resting languidly on the seat told otherwise. It was his hazing ritual night, and he was both excited and completely nervous. Worse than all the naked males around him singing and drinking was the fact that he could not have one drink to stave off the fear and give him some confidence, it all had to be fresh for him.
A big dragon with a linebacker's build came in, tugging on a leather leash. As soon as the dozen males saw him they started making some noise. They pounded on the table, or cried out in pure male-joy as a little blue drake with fur instead of scales was pulled out, hands bound behind his bare back. Far from being frightened himself, the little blue fuzzdrake, whose name was Losian, was almost eager, his pink member standing at full attention as he was dragged in for all to see.
The males all acted in unison then, pulling the chairs and beanbags out of the way, making a nice little clearing in front of the freshmen's seat. The hare didn't move a muscle, knowing that if he got out of the chair at any point during the night, the hazing would be over and he'd be kicked out before he could say ‘cock'.
All around, the males began to stroke themselves, bringing those big guns to salute the air, glistening brightly and wetly in the light of the living room, throbbing with thick veins to feed them and keep them nice and hard. Several of those meaty tools gently began to drool precum, aroused by the free-flowing alcohol, and the idea of giving their favorite bitch a screw or two. The clear stuff oozed from those gaping cumslits and rolled over the ridges of each shaft or the flares of each head, trickling down to the carpet, which had been stained with the same for generations.
One such drooling penis belonged to the one holding Losian's leash. It was almost immediately rubbing against the fur drake's muzzle as the clearing was made, much to the groaning chagrin of the guys surrounding them. "Hey, back off, I get him first, thems the rules!" He growled around the circle of males.
Losian wasn't complaining. After all, he'd get all of these cocks and more if he just played his part, his little belly growling already for the seed-meal he was going to be feasting upon. His muzzle parted as a long, thin tongue gently slid around the base of that massive beast rubbing against his muzzle, eliciting a groan of approving pleasure from the dragon it was attached to. He slid his tongue back into his muzzle, taking in that sweet, musky male flavor while his nose buried itself between those hefty balls, a good handful each and supported loosely in the dark scales of that sac. There was a tug on the leash, making Losian look up with a stupid grin.
"Alright bitch, that's enough, you know what to do," the dragon rumbled down to him. Without another word, Losian leaned up, opening his muzzle wide, and suddenly slid the huge rod right into his throat. He couldn't help but moan as it went down, the slick tool gliding across his palate on its way to his gullet. The dragon groaned in wild delight, resting a large paw on the back of Losian's head as his tool spurted a river of precum into the furry drake's maw, much of it spilling out from between his lips and drooling all down his chin and soaking into his fur in a thick matt. Losian coughed a little, but didn't have any time to recover as the dragon thrust, burying his massive cock all the way down Losian's throat.
"Miiiilk him! Miiiiilk him! Miiiilk him!" came the chanting cry from all around, and Losian could feel his paws being un-cuffed, getting the freedom to use them for the next part of the ritual. He reached up the thighs of the dragon whose cock was buried throbbingly down his gullet, swallowing reflexively several times all the while. His fingers touched the dragon's ass, that warm, smooth ass, before sliding between, finding that massive tailhole. He tickled against it, it flexed, and the dragon groaned and pulled with the powerful muscles within the base of his massive manhood, which expanded thickly in the drake's throat, bulging out his neck almost visibly. Then, Losian pushed a finger right inside, digging into the pure body heat and moisture of the massive male and started to grind it right against the big dragon's prostate.
"Miiilk him! Miiiilk him!" the chanting continued, and milk him Losian did. The dragon started growling out like an animal, his paw holding the back of the furry drake's head, burying his nose in his groin scales with little air to breathe. His massive tool visibly started to flex, and inside, the drake could feel his belly swelling with precum, provided by the fountain he was coaxing out of the dragon before him. It made him groan to feel that pressure in his gut building, his stomach trying to take on the appetizer before the full meal was offered.
It was all over too quickly, the dragon suddenly roaring out loudly. From outside, there was no indication that the dragon was cumming other than the noises he was making and the thrashing of his thick tail. From the inside, though, Losian could feel it all. He could feel that massive dick flex powerfully, then swell from base to tip before forcing a blast of the hot, thick spooge into his stomach. It made a heavy splattering sensation inside him, and made him feel full and heavy. Losian swallowed eagerly, taking it all in and squeezing his throat muscles around that big phallus as it continued to spurt thick globs of dragon cum into his belly. That's when everyone began to notice his gut swelling a little, bulging gently with the dragon's load right as he had finished, the last remnants drizzling out onto the blue drake's tongue, then onto his little nose as the dragon pulled out with a grin.
There was no rest though, there were too many more males to satisfy, and much more gut swelling to go. No sooner did the dragon relinquish his hold on the drake than another male take his place, this one a stallion, or so Losian would have assumed. There was no telling with his view completely blocked by that massive shaft which was demanding entry to his muzzle. The underside of that beautiful tower bulged with the thick urethra, all the way up to the... flare, alright it was a stallion, a stallion whose cock could swallow up the drake's muzzle with its massive head.
Behind him, someone had yanked his tail out of the way, exposing his pert backside to all who cared to look, and there were several who did care. An absolutely huge invader suddenly pushed into his hole, feeling like a fist though throbbing immensely like a member. Losian didn't get any time to see though, because the sudden penetration made him gasp out with a wide enough opening of his muzzle that the huge flare offered to him was able to slip in, his jaws propped open by the edges of the bulbous horse plunger.
The cock in his hole thrust in and out quickly, more eager to get off than give the drake any pleasure, but even this was more than enough to send Losian sky-high. His insides clenched down around the cock, feeling it, rubbing it, welcoming it into the tightly-stretched confines that it was willing to plow through repeatedly. Each powerful thrust pushed Losian further onto that huge horse cock, and suddenly it slid into his throat just as the dragon's had before, though it was much wider and he had much more trouble breathing around it without getting a lungful of precum instead.
Feeling much like a chinese finger trap, the drake's eyes rolled back into his head at the pleasurable, nearly uncomfortable sensations of both those huge males thrusting back and forth inside him. When they both pounded into him, it made his belly jiggle a little and made his insides feel like they would pop from the pressure of both battering-rams nearly meeting in the middle.
Losian's eyes opened again as he noticed the sensation of warm, wet drips along his form, looking up to watch as a veritable forest of massive cocks moved above him. Not a member was left without one or more paws pulling at them, tugging on them, stroking them, caressing every curve or vein. The paws didn't even necessarily belong to the owner of the cock, sometimes a frat brother would reach over and just give his buddy's cock a squeeze, causing it to spurt out a little more of that salty fluid, which would rain down onto the little drake. The hot shower served to arouse him even more, soaking into his fur and making him smell like nothing short of a cum-soaked sock.
The horse in front of him continued his power-fuck of Losian's face, and every movement of that wide flare inside his throat could be felt and seen from the outside as well. The poor furry drake swallowed reflexively, trying to breathe. Finally, the horse whinnied deeply as his manhood began to pump its hot load into Losian's gullet. There was a sudden shove and the cock tore right out of the drake's throat, spewing thick streamers of cum everywhere, arching beautifully and liquidly over Losian's back and even landing on some of the males standing around above him.
"It's my turn, bitch," a bull stepped in where the horse was, giving the horse a little playful kick. He must have pushed him out of the way, using the stallion's orgasm as leverage to get in when the getting was good. Thankfully, this one's member wasn't as wide at the tip, but it was definitely enormous nonetheless, a turgid expanse of dick much like a fire hose, with a round, blunt head at the tip. Losian didn't even have enough time to close his jaw properly before this behemoth was sliding its way in, though much more gently than the stallion's cock had before him. Unheeded, the stallion stood back up and made sure to finish his job on the drake's face. Losian was startled by this, gasping for air both from the cock down his throat that had started to thrust in the stallion's place, and also by the stallion himself, whose cock continued pumping like a rhythmic fountain. Bright white fluid forced its way from that wide flare and sloughed onto the drake's face, blinding him repeatedly. Each new spurt washed away the old one only to be replaced with a new one, and all of it drooled thickly onto the ground underneath.
The horse was done after a few more seconds, slumping away onto one of the beanbag chairs, the wall of massive male legs closing up behind him, dicks waving in the drake's face or over his body. The bull continued to hump firmly into the drake's maw, not even capable of fully sliding his member down Losian's gullet before bottoming out, presumably in his stomach. He could almost feel the head of that shaft jostling the load already in his belly. His ass clenched, reminding him of the cock that was thrusting into his rear, causing the owner to finally cum himself, a bite coming to Losian's shoulder as the huge male took his claim of dominance over him while loading him up.
Deep inside, he could feel the cock exploding, filling his insides and forcing that level of cum up into his belly with the first and part of the second load, the bull's cock immersed now in dragon spooge and the spooge of whomever might have been plowing his ass. His belly began to expand again, filling like a water balloon attached to an outdoor faucet, and sloshing almost audibly. Anyone from the outside might have said that the KOK frats had kidnapped a pregnant woman and decided to rape her repeatedly, but this is why they did what they did always indoors, away from prying eyes.
"Three at a time! Three at a time!" came a new chant, and the cock in Losian's throat pulled out as many hands helped him into a standing position, his belly so full it sagged on his hips, pulling his center of gravity way off in the process. The poor drake looked pitiful, standing there in a pool of various fluids, erection poking into a belly that should not have been so easily supported on his frame. And now an even more extreme preparation was going on, as a horse, a dragon, and the bull that was in Losian's maw not three seconds ago all arranged themselves on the floor, laying down with their massive cocks pressed against each other in the middle.
Losian's ass was pressed against those huge heads in no time, and then he was sinking down them, crying out loudly as his hole was stretched to three times its original size, squeezing convulsively around those baseball bat-sized wangs, squeezing them together at the base as his belly bulged with their vague shapes even through the swollen addition to his gut. He continued to gasp out until three other males suddenly came at him with their own cocks. One of the guys held his maw open wide, the other two pushed their cocks right in, using it like another tailhole, his teeth kept well away.
At least the ones at his maw were nice enough to pull out long enough to get a little air between each powerful thrust. The poor drake bounced between the boys on the bottom and the guys on the top, fed cock from every angle, six dicks slowly pumping their rivers of precum into his body, filling his esophagus and his rectum, stretching them full of flesh and fluids. His gut creaked a little as it continued to swell, all that thick, soupy fluid expanding it firmly, until it sloshed on the ground, making all the boys cheer in exultation at the impressive sight.
Losian was in heaven, so thoroughly used that he could be a rubber doll and still be just as useful to the frat boys. There was so much cock inside him, he could barely move. Another massive phallus slid its way into his throat, bringing the total number to seven, the boys crowding around his head, their massive testicles rubbing against every inch of his face, his tongue slithering amongst them, tickling sheaths or bases, slurping over veins and ridges or over bulges. Some of the other guys who had waited too long started to spooge, gushing a massive amount of their own semen all over the males who were fucking the drake and the drake himself, finally getting nearly every inch of Losian's once-dry fur wet and sticky with their various leavings.
It was building to a crescendo, and everyone there knew it. Sweaty male bodies rubbed against Losian from all angles, all seven massive cocks sliding in and out of him at their own speed like well-lubricated flesh pistons. The sounds of grunting, moaning, and wet slurping filled the air, as well as loud gasps from the used drake in the middle somewhere. It started with one guy, his paws gripping into the drake's enormously-stretched ass and crying out in his deep tone as his spooge burst up into the swollen belly, filling it even more. Then another male, whinnying in pleasure as his orgasm came, balls pulling up so tightly to his body, they nearly popped right into his form, his load splashing and sloshing into the drake's stomach as it pulsed down his throat. Then another and another, all the boys rupturing from their loins, spilling a veritable ocean of semen into their chosen cum bucket.
Losian had no choice but to take it all, and somehow keep it contained. By this point in the filling, however, the pressure was great, and despite the fact that his gut looked like it could comfortably seat a large male like any of the scattered beanbag chairs, it was taught like a drum, a loud burp of cum suddenly slurped from his maw around the cocks that were buried in his throat.
"Plug him up! Plug him up! Plug him up!" the chant shifted yet again, and the stallions there took the place of every boy, sticking their flares into his asshole, spreading the gaping hole apart even wider than before and ejaculating their thick mating plugs, the goo solidifying almost instantly to keep him from leaking. Then, they moved to his maw, shoving fleshy flares into his throat and spooging there as well, those dicks working like pumps to fill the drake with insoluble goo to keep him from bursting from his orifices.
At last, the deed was done, and the boys backed up a little to examine their handiwork. Losian popped his jaw back into place, smiling as his paws rested on his massive gut. He was totally unable to move, seated there because his belly was swollen onto the wet ground, full of so many loads worth of spooge, he could have started his own sperm bank... maybe two. Many a spent cock hung between thick legs as the boys all went around congratulating each other, another good night well spent. Of course, now it was time for the best part.
Losian lifted his arms, he'd need help to move at this point. A couple of the boys grabbed his hands and lifted him, carefully supporting him in their big arms as they approached the newbie with a grin. Losian lifted his tail, the males turning him around until his ass is facing the hare.
The hare stared at that messy rump, the fur all matted with all of the boys' different leavings, that huge, plugged hole drooling even through the plug, the gel nearly pushed out from the contents that it tried to hold back.
"Ready?" asked one of the big males holding the drake. The hare looked a little horrified, but nodded, leaning forward. He took a deep breath, reaching forward with a paw to suddenly scoop that gel plug out of the way, a suddenly squirt of pressurized fluids shooting from Losian's ass, making him moan at the slight drop in pressure, his belly wobbling. The hare's maw was suddenly there, sealed around that hole, sucking on it like a babe at its mother's teat.
"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" came the roaring cry from the room surrounding him, Losian giving a gleeful push with his internal muscles, just to be mean...