"Is it on? Should be...yep, okay."

Standing in the middle of a spacious sleek apartment based largely on Mesopotamian architecture, a barely-teenage cheetah held his arm out in front of him, staring at the futuristic holographic display coming from his ArmGear, a technologically advanced, multi-purpose, government-issued device. He circled around the room for a moment to show off the apartment and take in the view for himself, before he stepped over towards the windows looking down to the city below. Brilanta was by no means small, but it wasn't exactly a sprawling metropolis, either. He turned back to the main area of the room, where sliding doors on the right and another door on the left lead to closets and a bathroom respectively, before his attention turned to another boy sitting on the bed.

"Here he is, my special guest for today's stream," The cheetah proudly proclaimed, making a gesture in front of him as he held his arm out in front of him, parallel to his boyish chest. The feline's gaze danced from the chat messages popping up on the bottom of the display to the boy behind them, who squirmed and awkwardly waved a hand. The other kid, a gryphon 2 years the cheetah's junior, wasn't that good in front of a camera, but his posture was relaxed and his nakedness was something so thoroughly common in their culture that there was next to no embarrassment at being nude.

"You all know me, Brilanta's resident celebrity--" Lonato began proudly, puffing out his chest, but his little boasting was cut short when gryphon scoffed from the bed, putting a hand over his beak.

"You have 100 followers." He pointed out, causing the feline to pause, a crooked grin on his face. The gryphon's deadpan response was the perfect thing to compliment his own cheery demeanour. The cheetah cleared his throat, suppressing another larger grin.

"Right. Yeah. 100 Follower Special...I never thought I'd get here, honestly." The cheetah grabbed the display with his free hand, his fingertips briefly passing through the hologram before he threw it outwards, casting it from his ArmGear and across the room, where it bounced against the sliding door, never really touching it, and then seated itself in a perpendicular position to the closets, facing towards the king-sized bed that was closest to the window. The gryphon boy sitting on the boy turned, his blue wings unfurling and compressing as he got into a better position, and the cheetah stepped across the room to move further into view, passing by the gryphon and sitting on the bed next to him. The camera wasn't built into the display, but it was sitting just behind it, a little black dot pressed to the wall.

"Welcome, everyone. This is your boy, SneakyCheetah3588," He hooked an arm around the gryphon, pulling him a bit closer. "And this is my favourite boy, Amino."

"Favourite huh, Lonato?" The gryphon slyly grinned, and though he looked nervous to be on Lonato's livestream, he was also strangely giddy at the way the cheetah possessively 'claimed' him. Lonato squeezed the gryphon's shoulder, leaning in close to briefly nuzzle against his cheek. The two had been dating for only a little while, but were very much smitten, in the same way that the gryphon was smitten with their other partner, his childhood friend Abigail...who on that day was busy and couldn't make it.

"That's right," Lonato insisted, glancing at the holographic display to briefly scan the chat window. "And since you're my favourite, you get to be a part of this very special stream!"

"What are you planning to do?" Amino glanced between him at the screen and back again. He could read, just as much as Lonato could-- the cheetah revelled in the attention he got from his little group of die-hard fans, especially in these moments, and Amino could clearly see a lot of sordid comments about sex. That didn't surprise the gryphon either; the wall of photos they had on the left-hand side of the room sported many images of Lonato in various places, and the majority of those photos were taken mid-stream. Lonato didn't shut up about the boy he'd dicked at that concert one time for weeks.

"Oh, I think you know..." Lonato began, leaning in a bit closer as his hand snaked around the gryphon's inner thigh, squeezing the grey fur and flesh beneath his digits. The hybrid squirmed a little in his seat, letting out a quiet little grunt, and Lonato didn't take that as a no...not that it was entirely a 'no' anyway. The cheetah's digits danced towards Amino's crotch and he trailed his fingers along the humanoid-like length, predominantly flaccid, yet stiffening with ease just from the cheetah's light touch.

"On stream? I don't..." Amino grimaced, but Lonato pressed closer, dipping his muzzle and trailing it against the fluff of his neck feathers, brushing his mouth up and down. He let out a delicate and barely noticeable purr, which only Amino could really hear...and he greatly appreciated it, even if he was on stream for it. Lonato nuzzled purposefully, parting his muzzle to pepper little kisses against the gryphon's neck, and with a light push he easily coaxed his boyfriend into leaning away slightly, closer to the laid-down position that Lonato wanted him in.

It didn't take much to coax Amino into laying down, especially when the cheetah moved his head further up and started kissing Amino's cheek instead, edging closer to his beak. Despite his nerves about being recorded, it was also quite obvious that Amino was getting a little flustered; he was breathing heavily, and his dick was already at full mast, bouncing up and down between his legs as he was easily coerced into getting onto his back, already instinctively shuffling himself upwards towards the pillows so he could relax himself. Lonato hovered over him, his gaze dancing up and down, before the 13-year-old licked his lips and reached out.

Amino was already completely naked, but all of them usually sported some kind of accessory; the ArmGear was a given, but the gryphon had a habit of usually wearing a satchel...though in that moment, it was hanging up on the inner door to their apartment. Instead, Lonato's hands trailed down, exploring the nakedness of the boy, curling a hand along his stomach and inevitably moving down towards his crotch. Amino stiffened under him and sighed, reaching up to put a hand on the cheetah's arm as Lonato leant in, pressing his muzzle to the gryphon's neck again. He raked his teeth against the fur, shifting his legs to straighten them out and slip them between Amino's own, who instinctively spread them to allow him access.

The cheetah's hand moved effortlessly over the gryphon's small cock, working dexterously from the tip and down the length towards the little pulsing nubs that riddled the upper half of the member, each rounded and sending sparks of delight up the 11-year-old's body whenever Lonato's thumb brushed and occasionally pressed against them. The teen wrapped his hand around the twitching cock and arched his own body, aware that his own growing length was nearing touching Amino's body, though it wasn't quite there yet. Convinced he'd sufficiently encouraged his younger boy, Lonato leant up, pushing himself up with his free hand until he was in a knelt position over his boyfriend, in full view of the stream broadcast. Amino turned his head to the side briefly to look at the chat, before he cast his gaze down towards Lonato's crotch, where the gryphon's gaze lidded at the sight of their young cocks lining up with one another, both turgid and twitching.

With a hum of approval, Lonato cupped a hand around the both of them, glancing out the corner of his eye at the chat box. People were going crazy for it, sending approving messages, some intermittently begging for 'doggy style', whilst others urged them to kiss, eager to see what a beak could do. Others openly complimented their bodies, and especially enjoyed the appearance of a new person. For a moment the cheetah quietly stroked the two of them, his eyes glued to the gryphon's body, to his arching back, his lidded gaze...it was clear he was getting more into it with each passing moment.

"Looks like chat wants to see it done doggy style, Amino," Lonato remarked with a toothy grin. "You wanna? We can start a hype train."

Amino had no idea what that lingo meant, but how could he say no to that face? He nudged his hips against Lonato's member for a moment, rubbing the pleasurable nubs of their cocks together-- the cheetah shared similar physiology down there-- before he sheepishly nodded, glancing once more at the holographic display, only having a vague idea of what they were saying.

With careful and gentle hands, Lonato moved his palms around to the gryphon's flat boyish hips, sensually rubbing him up and down, from the thighs and back again. With some pressure and a bit of manhandling, he got the bird boy to flip over, rolling leisurely onto his front and playfully raising his tail, before it sheepishly ducked down as he felt the cheetah's hands on his behind. Lonato wasted no time in spreading his grey-furred cheeks, exposing the pink hole beneath, and got good pleasure he spread his legs to get himself closer so he could line up his cock against the rear. They weren't in prime position yet, however, considering Amino needed to be up on all fours...but this was good foreplay, for the two of them. Normally, Amino would take the lead when it came to his girlfriend Abigail, but when it was his boyfriend, Lonato took the lead. Everybody won, one way or another.

"How many people are watching, exactly?" Amino asked nervously, glancing to the side as Lonato hummed, briefly zoning out as he brushed his twitching cock up and down his boyfriend's perfect rounded rump, threatening to angle his member down and slip between them. He paused after a moment and shuffled back so that he could lean to the side and see, and Amino twisted his ear to listen to the cheetah's answer...only to find he wasn't responding.

"Lonato?" He called for him, squirming in his laid position until he was on his side, staring over at his boyfriend. He could see the cheetah's eyes were practically bulged out of their sockets, shock plastered on his face. Amino followed where he was looking and scanning over the display, looking down towards the viewer count. Like Lonato, he gawked; neither of them was expecting a number close to 300.

"H-Holy...!" Lonato practically whooped in delight. "Almost 300 viewers, Amino! 300!"

"Y-Yeah, I see it. That's...a lot of people," Amino remarked with a sheepish grin. "...Kind of hot, actually. And they're all watching us fuck?"

"Hell yeah they are!" Lonato laughed, tucking his hands under Amino's body and tugging him upwards, pulling him into the all-fours position that his chat do eagerly asked for. "For this many people, we should give them a good show, right?"

Amino couldn't argue with that, nor did Lonato seem to want to wait. With eager hands, he grabbed and squeezed at the boy's ass, massaging the fur and flesh between his fingers before, with a lick of his lips, he nudged and ground his cock up and down against it, giving Amino a taste of what was to come...though, the gryphon was already very familiar with what it felt like anyway. The 11-year-old's stiff dick bounced needily between his legs, swinging back and forth with delight as he felt the little bumps of the cheetah's cock against his skin, dragging down until the tip of it slipped between his cheeks and prodded gently at his awaiting hole. The chat was zooming by, making most messages hard to read-- who could blame them, with such a display before them?

Lonato wanted to plunge right in, but for a moment he paused, stroking and working the length of his cock until a few sticky dribbles of teen pre-cum oozed from the end, which he quickly smeared over the gryphon's hole, spread it around to lube him up, even if only a little; Lonato knew he'd be a perfect fit anyway. A light push was all it took to get Amino to 'open up', and with a sigh the cheetah slipped inside with ease, his hands curling around to cup his boyfriend's hips, steadying his movements. Amino let out a short, quick sigh as his wings unfurled, stretching himself out whilst his tail lifted high, presenting himself as the cheetah plunged forwards, sinking until his pelvis kissed with those young cheeks. He rested there for a moment, sighing and rolling his head back, before he looked over at the display and flashed them his signature toothy grin. Those watching the stream were getting quite a good angle, able to see every detail of their bodies side-on, including Amino's hard dick, which sprung up with ease as Lonato edged forwards, his own length stiffening in the boy's hole and probing at a sensitive spot inside him.

Slowly Lonato began to slide back, making careful and measured tugs until he was around halfway out of the gryphon's hole, before with a grunt he thrust in again, ears twisting and tail flicking playfully to the sounds of Amino's quiet groans of pleasure. The cheetah picked up speed relatively quickly, as was customary for his species, and Amino was more or less used to how fast he liked to go by that point-- hell, he even enjoyed it. The gryphon bowed his upper torso and tugged a pillow closer to him, relaxing his chin down against the downy cushion as he spread his legs a little wider and closed his eyes, huffing under his breath. Lonato knew just how to push his buttons, and now that he was horny and a little more into it, even the act of being watched was hot. He was used to it normally, of course, but this many people? It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

Lonato hummed and groaned his growing delight, the skin beneath his fur tingling the more his pleasure grew, until a telltale weight began to grow within him, one just about anyone in Brilanta was familiar with. His teen knees shook with the exertion of their sex and he leant forwards, bowing himself over his boyfriend's body, just so he could truly 'claim' him in that moment. He used one hand to prop himself up as the other slipped from Amino's hip entirely, curling beneath him until his hand found purchase around the gryphon's cock. He stroked that young meat, listening to his boyfriend's growing moans of approval, which in turn spurred him into thrusting more, shifting from long, quick thrusts into short humps that stimulated every inch of his invading young length.

"Oooh, that's it..." Amino hummed, turning his head to the side, his beak twisting into a happy smile as his cock twitched madly in Lonato's hand, oozing little dribbles of pre-cum the more the cheetah stroked back and forth. Those bumpy nubs that trailed Lonato's own cock did wonders when it came to pleasuring Amino from the inside, each one massaging and grazing the cub's inner walls whilst reaching and pressing on the firm, sensitive button inside him that made his entire body tense up and spasm with every other thrust, delightful sparks of ecstasy shooting up his spine. The closer Amino grew to his orgasm, the better it felt, and he didn't care to hold his moans back anymore by that point, all the embarrassment of being on camera washing away the more horny he became.

"Mmh...oh," Lonato slowed for a moment, and Amino easily guessed why. "LantaBear, yoo, what's up? Out here with the elevated shout-out...wait...what do you mean 'small dick'?! Mods, ban this guy, get him off my stream. This is a perfectly good dick, thank you..."

Banning a guy was easy, if the mods could handle it. Unfortunately for Lonato, his only moderator was the very gryphon he was pounding away into-- Abigail could do it too, but she wasn't even logged in. With a grunt, the gryphon pulled out his arms out in front of him, flicking and making gestures on one hand to bring up the display of his own ArmGear, where he navigated over towards the local Brilanta streaming platform, Streamlanta-- not a very original name, but it served its purpose.

"Slow down, I need to put in my..." Amino trailed off as Lonato deliberately did the opposite, giggling to himself at how easy it was to derail Amino mid-sex, at least at that moment. The reason as to why was obvious to Lonato, for his hand had become slick with pre-cum, and his hole flexed and spasmed around the cheetah's thrusting dick. Just the moans enough were indication, and Amino's hand trailed from his ArmGear, his eyes lidding over as his breathing became heavy, coming out in short, quick pants. After a handful of moments, Lonato's efforts bore fruit; a sticky spurt shot straight from the gryphon's tip, where it splattered messily onto the bed between his legs, followed by an oozing drip and another dizzy spurt, as the boy's innards clamped down and squeezed around Lonato's pumping member, causing the cheetah to slow just to relish the feeling. Amino shuddered, his legs wobbling, his wings quivering, as he tried to awkwardly input his password amidst his orgasm, every muscle in his body became soft and relaxed. Lonato didn't stop stroking his member, but he did slow down considerably, coaxing the spurts and dribbles from the end of his beloved's cock as he pressed forwards, riding out the edge of his own climax. He didn't want to cum just yet.

"Mmh..." Amino squirmed, breathing harshly through the nostrils of his beak, before he flicked his finger up and down the display and tapped quickly and dexterously with three digits, before swiping it away and flopping down, relaxed. Lonato was sure the guy was banned, though it was hard to tell when the chat was going a mile a minute-- even the viewer count had popped up to mid 300s. Just the thought of it excited him.

"Time for the money shot, chat. Where should I put it? Inside or out?" Lonato rolled his hips against Amino's behind as the gryphon's face soured, to make it comical more than anything else-- though both of them knew what Amino preferred more. There was a quiet pause as Lonato's eager gaze tried to gauge the interest of the scrolling chat window, though it was hard to read everyone's response when it was going so far. The consensus, however, was clear.

"Inside it is." The cheetah grinned, and he didn't need any more encouragement to finish-- he thrust forwards abruptly, causing the gryphon to arch his back and suck in a breath, before he lowered back down to the pillow, humming his approval as the cheetah leant up and gripped his hands against the gryphon's hips, pumping rapidly as he stared down at the grey-furred cheeks jiggling with each slap of his pelvis against the cub's behind. His breathing quickened swiftly, his tail swishing as his hips hammered and thrust, gaining more and more speed until he reached as fast as he could do, and by extension as close as he could get to his orgasm.

With a final sigh, Lonato pushed forwards and rolled his head back, shifting his position to slide a leg out from under himself and hike it up, planting his paw directly on the bed, half-squatting over the gryphon's ass as he plunged as deep as he could go, his member twitching powerfully in Amino's behind. The 11-year-old knew his boyfriend was cumming, but not from the way he changed position, but from how he sounded; the cheetah let out quiet mewls amidst his growls of possessiveness, a signature 'whimper' equivalent that usually foretold his orgasm...and sure enough, Amino soon felt the vivid heat and heavy twitching of that member, followed quickly by the gooey spurts of off-white seed that splattered inwards, reaching deep into the boy's innards. Amino pushed his ass back and squeezed his muscles as best he could, panting quietly to himself, both from the exertion of their sex and out of how hot it was to be came in.

"Thaaat's it..." Lonato hummed, licking his lips as his fingers squeezed and massaged Amino's hips, stroking up and down as he pumped spurt after spurt, until only the dribbles of the remnants of his orgasm remained, oozing from the end of his spent cock. He stayed in that position for a minute or so, riding out the high of his climax, before the 13-year-old pulled back, slowly and carefully withdrawing from the gryphon's hole. When he was fully out, the entrance clenched and squeezed, holding it all in...for now.

"Well..." The cheetah panted, rubbing the back of his neck before looking over towards the display. "There you have it, folks...congrats on witnessing the deflowering of my special guest."

"Deflowering?!" Amino jolted upright and craned his head around, a smile spread across his beak as he was unable to suppress a laugh. "Lonato, quit it!"

"Okay, okay," Lonato waved a hand, sliding from the bed for a moment to approach the display-- or rather, the little camera behind it, pressed to the wall. "Thanks for watching everyone, but this 100 Follower Special isn't over yet. Stay tuned for later tonight, where I go out and perform a risky little challenge, just for my dear viewers. Until later, this has been SneakyCheeatah3588, catch you guys next time."

The cheetah performed his signature salute send-off, before he tapped on the display to end the stream. With a flick of his wrist, almost with dramatic flair, he docked the display back into his ArmGear and then approached the camera, pushing on the lens to deactivate it. It popped up the wall with ease, where he took it over to the sliding doors on the left-hand side of the room, pulling them open to drop the camera on a shelf above several hung accessories and combat gear.

"So? Did I do good?" Amino asked, and Lonato glanced over to him, taking in the sight of him laying on his side, his dick still half hard. The cheetah couldn't resist, and he bounced towards the bed, jumping onto it and by extension Amino, who yelped. The two of them rolled for a moment, before Lonato ended up on top, peppering kisses all over Amino's face. The gryphon could hear his loud, almost deafening purrs, and he spluttered and laughed, trying to push his face away with his hands.

"More than good, you did perfect!" Lonato cried, giggling around Amino's hands before he finally relented and lifted himself up, grinning down at him. "I'm pretty sure the only reason we had so many viewers is because of you."

"Pfff, no..." Amino cast his gaze away-- his feathers didn't show it, but the cheetah could tell he was blushing. "You think so?"

"I know so," The teen insisted. "Watch, when I do my other little thing later, I won't have nearly as many."

"What is it you're planning, anyway?" Amino asked, watching as the cheetah pushed his legs out and slid down until he was lying on top of Amino's body. He hummed, tilting his head to the side.

"...I dunno. I'll wing it," He shrugged, before sidling a bit closer. "In the meantime, Abby's busy...I have you all to myself."

"...I guess you do." Amino giggled, his ears perking up as the cheetah brought his head closer. Amino parted his beak to kiss him, and the two rolled, arms curling around one another. 

They couldn't remember how long they'd been in bed for, but before they knew it had grown dark, and the two lay passed out in the bed, sleep having overtaken them. Lonato's additional stream might not happen after all...or maybe it will, for the apartment door opened, and in stepped a young snow leopard. She cast one glance over their sleeping bodies before rolling her eyes, flopping into bed with them.