"Mmm, yes. That's the spot."
The snow leopard and dragon hybrid lay on a mat in his sizable home. Not believing in clothes, his snow-like fur let the sun through, while his pudgy belly and toned muscles would give a wonderful texture to the massage. His sizable manhood lay against his belly, looking almost anorexic compared to his mass. Even if none of Achaius' DNA was of an equine, his gigantic cock would make the average horse blush, not to mention its meaty, wide flare.
Achaius' masseur was smaller than him, but certainly not short or thin. Standing at about six-and-a-half feet, the muscular zebra had a stockier build, yet seemed very flexible. Despite his large frame, he was more easily moved to a position the dracopard desired, something that wasn't a problem for the great muscleman. As the younger stallion started spreading lavender-scented oil all over the hybrid, Achaius could see small drops of pre start leak out of his sheath. Sensing this, the servant went ahead and prodded his large, soft balls, watching them swell and fill with essence. He heard a low growl from the beast, and gently stroked the length, hearing the satisfied, calm breathing of his master as precum was slowly spreading on his sack.
Not minding the subtle stain forming on his suit, the stranger pressed up and down in a calming, relaxing manner, easing the tension. He could feel the dracopard's fuzzy, fluffed tail thump on the mat now and then. Achaius let out a yawn, feeling the warm fluid run across his midsection. "It's always so embarrassing, this happens every time. I have enough dignity not to tell the man responsible."
The zebra let out a little chuckle. Hearing these words, the stallion slightly sped up his pace. Under the fur, his cheeks flushed a light pink. It was obvious that their mutual friend had some plans of his own. After several minutes the zebra worked his way back up to his top, slowly stroking the massive member. The entire shaft was covered in a wet, slimy film. His balls and pubic region were drenched, the huge hunk of meat pulsating under his hoof.
Wasting no time, the zebra flipped around, planting a small kiss on the head. A heavy musk hung in the air, making the stallion's nostrils flare. Kissing it another few times, he ran his tongue along the slit, gasping a bit when the cock twitched and was instantly at full mast. The girthy cock stuck straight up, red and throbbing. But then, something unspeakable happened.
"What the--"
In both of his hands, the entirety of the hybrid's shaft had detached. Stunned, he took the underside in one, and the top in the other, the giant rod sitting firmly in the zebra's palms. Shocked, the equine stared down at the rest, the leaking tip, and the drooling pouch. In a split second, the whole thing began to pump, a series of veins pulsing around the equine's hands. Eyes wide, he kept a firm grip on it, the mammoth cock spurting out a fat glob of precum.
"Relax, that's normal..." the dracopard taur yawned, though a bit of struggle could be heard in his voice.
The masseuse stood, his mouth opening. The dracopard's hand reached behind his head, pulling him to face the source. He could feel the twitching bulge in his cheek, the slippery, veiny underside tickling the inside. Nervous, yet excited, the zebra gulped, starting to move his hands up and down. He was pleased to hear a loud, ferocious growl.
"Oh, fuck yes... Mmm, don't forget the tip too." Achaius moaned.
Hanging his jaw open, the black and white stallion plunged his lips down, choking himself on the hybrid's tip. Instantly, the thick fluids assaulted his mouth, and the zebra was unable to swallow all the jizz. He pulled off, a long strand connecting the two. Achaius came harder than he ever had before. It felt amazing like he was getting milked. But his orgasm showed no signs of ending, the large cock simply throbbing and pumping out cum.
"A-Achaius, what is this!" The zebra man slurped, clearing his throat.
"Damon, I know you could not wait." Achaius chuckled, "Strip."
Confused, and slightly aroused, the equine removed his uniform, revealing his muscular physique underneath.
"Ah, good. Now come closer."
The zebra tried to reattach the monstrous cock, but the sudden touch made it erupt. Damon ended up on his ass, his torso and face coated in semen. Slowly, Achaius rose. The sound of his claws and paws hitting the ground startled the muscular man, who was lost in lust. Deeply aroused, the massive taur wanted to return the favor.
"Oh! Get back--"
A large swipe at his crotch and his lower garments were on the floor. The cock sprang to life, standing at eight and a half inches. His sack was small, just like a bull's, but his erection looked to be almost as big as a zebra's. However, the dracopard was not in size. Feeling the hard erection brush his fur, he moved the dripping, meaty organ to his snout, inhaling the aroma. It smelled strong and rich. Something Achaius loved.
With a deep rumble, he sucked the balls, the zebra moaning and grunting. He was highly sensitive down there, and the hybrid's lustful needs were increasing. This wasn't his first experience with another male, his cock now being drained of its seed in the dracopard's maw. As his dick throbbed, he watched the tip of Achaius' detached dick start to swell up. Not bothering to question it, the zebra swallowed the rest of the shaft, and his reaction made the dracopard perk up.
"Oh, that's nice~" the dracopard muttered.
Inside his mouth, the tip had started to swell up. Without a doubt, the zebra would've choked when it started to expand. This is what Achaius was expecting when their eyes met. The hybrid massaged the zebra's tight balls, pressing his thumb against the orbs. Smirking, the beast blew hot air, making the stallion shudder and pull off. To his shock, a long string of saliva connected his lips to the zebra's testicles, and his lips were a bright red. Achaius continued towards his destination, right at the crevice between his balls and taint. Every passing moment, Damon's cock was growing thicker and thicker. Fascinated, the dracopard examined him, his paws gently nudging the expanding member. As it grew, so did the size of the sack, the balls plumping up considerably. For the stallion, this was uncomfortable, as the constant weight against his thighs was making it painful to walk, and even stand.
Eventually, the zebra felt a strange tingle sensation at the base of his shaft. Achaius was already inspecting, his hot breath blowing on the flaring, widening ridge. Leaning forward, the equine was breathing heavily, his balls pulsating. He was nearing his climax, his urethra started to lightly leak. Then, he felt a sudden tug.
"Oh, fuck!"
"Hm... there we go..." Achaius hummed, holding the zebra's anaconda-like cock in his paw. Held by both ends, the large member was incredibly slippery. Thick veins were pulsing, and the flared head was almost the width of the zebra's narrow hips. Looking down, the stallion started to pant, his chest heaving up and down. Damon couldn't believe his eyes, seeing the quivering shaft and balls completely detached and looking like a high-quality dildo in the taur's hands.
"I never knew zebras could get this big." Achaius panted. The large cock was oozing pre, and the tip was a light pink color.
"Wh-what did you do?" the zebra bellowed, bucking his hips at nothing.
"Me? I don't know. It just happens, just like my dick." As he stated it, Achaius' cock still on the floor somewhere started to flex and pulse, spurting out some jizz.
"Please, touch it. Touch me. Let me blow."
"As you wish."
Slowly, the massive feline started to squeeze and massage the zebra's shaft, while his muzzle went to work on the tender balls. Though, it was most certainly not his lips the zebra felt. A warm, slimy, and very tight cavern was taking in his swelling nuts, the bulbous orbs making the beast's mouth stretch to its limits. His shaft was gushing out streams of juicy pre, his mind going haywire.
"Here it comes. I'm gonna blow!"
Suddenly, a vacuum-tight ring clamped down around the head. The dracopard's cheeks were packed with the slimy, reddish-pink tip. Growling in pleasure, he could feel the blood coursing through the rock-hard piece of meat, each pulse urging the cock to spew more. Achaius' hands went to town on the drooling shaft, his fingers slipping and sliding up and down. Soon, the zebra's entire length was thrashing, the mass of meat growing and shrinking, as his muscles tensed and relaxed.
"IT'S GOOOOOOOING OFF!"
The equine grunted, his fist gripping the table, as the tip stretched the dracopard's lips. It was a much more violent blast than expected, the stream of cum quickly shooting out the dracopard's mouth. Coughing, the hybrid wiped his lips, shocked to find a puddle of warm, creamy seed on the floor. It was only the beginning, though.
In his hands, the colossal cock pulsed and writhed as its owner gave him a truly amazing facial. Each squirt of jizz was huge and potent, filling his mouth and threatening to choke him. Somehow, the dracopard managed to gather his bearings, swallowing the thick ropes. The taste was incredible, a mix of sour, musky, salty, and bitter flavors flooded his senses. Meanwhile, the stallion's balls were bouncing, slamming into the back of the feline's paws. With a final grunt, the stallion let out his last load, his knees weak, his body covered in sweat.
The zebra didn't catch his breath for long, though. Within a few seconds, the behemoth cock was going off again, giving Achaius a surprise. Only it wasn't a splash of liquid that filled his mouth. The thick, fleshy cock swelled up, poking his lips. He glanced at the tip, amazed to see it was a light blue. If this was the wrong hole, he would've been choking in an instant. Instead, the tip slipped inside, easily gliding into his throat. Before long, he was tasting the sweet treat that was the stallion's milk.
"I'm tingling," he whispered in a muffled voice.
"This isn't normal, either..." the equine said, blushing hard, "It feels funny."
Without thinking, Achaius squeezed the shaft, milking the girthy tool. The feeling sent shivers down the equine's spine. His balls were swollen, and his head was clouded. He bucked his hips forward, watching his meat disappear into the dracopard's muzzle.
"K-keep squeezing."
Seeing the zebra's reaction, the dracopard let go and began sucking and nipping the head. Before he could react, he saw the stallion's sack start to pump and draw inwards. Moments later, a powerful spray of white hot spunk rushed into his mouth, his lips barely able to contain the flood. His cheeks bulged as the white sticky cream ran down the shaft, covering every inch. After what seemed like minutes, the equine finally calmed down. His cock was red and aching, covered in his orgasm.
"Are... a-are you done?"
Gasping, the zebra nodded, lying on his back. The cock slowly drifted from the feline's muzzle, hanging in the air. But the feline didn't want to give it back just yet. He was enjoying the way it twitched and tasted. Tearing himself away, he decided to play with the zebra's sensitive skin. With his claws, he dragged the edge of his sharp fingernail along the ridge, making the soft tissue rise and turn a dark color. Next, he traced his index finger across the veins, feeling the fluid seeping out. Following the trail, Achaius went to suck on the head once more.
"N-no, I'm too sensitive..."
Not listening, the hybrid's muzzle engulfed the top, his tongue flickering over the throbbing vein. This time, the zebra couldn't hold it, the combination of licking and sucking was the most intense sensation he had ever experienced. The fluids escaped from under the beast's lips, flooding his mouth. He didn't gag, or cough, his throat working expertly. Seconds passed, and the zebra continued to ride the waves of ecstasy, his cock unable to stop. Eventually, his sack was empty, and the tip shone bright pink.
The dracopard lifted his head, a wide, toothy grin forming on his face.
"You are not finished... yet."
He spread the stallion's legs, his tail whipping excitedly. Under his paws, the zebra shuddered his lower half twitching. His asshole was exposed, the pink puckered entrance winking. Achaius decided to lean in and breathe hot, steaming puffs of air over the opening. With his hands, he grabbed the meaty ass, spreading his cheeks apart.
"Stay right there, and don't move."
Terrified, the zebra complied, a loud whimper escaping his lips. His bottom was pointed up at the ceiling, his hooves scraping against the hardwood.
"Good boy," Achaius cooed, leaning in, sticking his pink tongue out. Still grasping the zebra's quivering cock, he moved his paw down, a solid grip on the stallion's ass. Exhaling, the hybrid spit against the quivering hole, rubbing his paw against the round surface, until it was soaking wet. He moved closer, the tip of his kitty-tongue grazing the contracting anus, making Damon gasp.
"You don't wanna lose your cock, don't you?" The taur smirked, guiding the zebra's dick towards the hole, the meaty tool pressing and sliding.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."
"Well..if--"
Then, the dracopard struck, using his paw to force the stallion's rod inside of him. Damon gasped, his insides stretching, as the large flare tugged on his tender ring, popping it open.
"B-big! Too b-AAH!"
With a wet, sloppy sound, his cock disappeared into the damp tunnel. The zebra's ass ached as it stretched to fit his newly enlarged cock. He shifted around and whined. Shushing him, the feline pushed the rest in, his fist closed around the base. Chuckling to himself, the dracopard was proud of his work.
"Much better. Now, be a good little zebra, and moan for me."
Gritting his teeth, the zebra groaned, waiting for the initial pain of stretching to die down. Even without moving, he was leaking, the warm, slimy walls encasing his cock in an unfamiliar place. He shut his eyes, wondering how long this would last, or what Achaius would demand. To his relief, the large taur pulled the rod out. It emerged, only the massive flaring head stopping him from exiting completely. Then, as quick as it went in, the shaft was forced back with a loud, wet squelch. It felt great. Achaius licked his lips, loving the sounds of the zebra's moans.
"Let's take a break, shall we? Or perhaps you want to continue?" dracopard asked before picking his cock from the ground. The zebra panted, unable to think but he had to decide. Although it was obvious how he wanted to proceed.