This Is Where I Post The Filthy Stuff

Dragon Kenney bent over downward dog style to a breeding bench, ass and vent prepped and tail up in the prettiest presenting you ever did see. Here comes Naga Phillip, cocks hard and already leaking, just looking for something to keep him warm and oh would you look at that? Such a pretty dragon all ready to be filled with cock, and given how Kenney is leaking from both his vent and his own cock he's begging for it.

Who's Phillip to deny him that?

Kenney moans so pretty when Phillips pushing both of his cocks in, making him go from painfully empty and achy, to feeling like he going to burst from how full he is. And Phillip is aiming for them guts. An under the bench view shows how Kenney's cock is just leaking a steady stream of precum. Kenney is crying good tears by the time Phillip's tail joins the party, tip wrapping around Kenney's cock and massaging. There's a shot of Phillip pulling Kenney's head up by the horn, showing off how pretty he is when he's crying and drooling.

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Alternatively there's Kenney back on the bench but it's Cthulhu Konig who's fucking his vent, and you can see the tips of his tentacle dicks making little bulges as he's wrecking Kenney from the inside. And Kenney would be making the dirtiest sounds if it wasn't for the fact that human Phillip is fucking his throat, using his horns as handle bars.

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But also Kenney could be the one fucking Phillip, making him bounce on his cock while he has the man in a Full Nelson. The typically domineering man helpless to do anything but take the cock that's abusing his prostate like it's a game. He's trying to run his mouth but in comes Konig, putting Phillip's mouth to good use of wetting his fingers while having his mouth finger fucked. Konig's dick tentacles are busy trying to work their way into Phillip with Kenney's cock.

Phillip is left absolutely gaping afterwards.

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Or maybe Kenney is fucking into Phillip, draped over his back, while his face is shoved into Konig's pussy. Every thrust from Kenney forces Phillip's face in deeper until Konig is grabbing him by the hair and practically drowning the man as he grinds against his face.

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But then there's Phillip fucking into Kenney while Konig rides his cock, pussy or otherwise. Kenney is left gasping and shaking under them, because the double stimulation feels so good. Phillip doesn't let Kenney cum until after he and Konig have, and even then he's forcing Konig to rise on his thighs until just Kenney's cock head is still in him and the camera can catch the way Kenney's eggs travel up his cock and stretch Konig out as they settle into him. The more eggs in him the more his lower tummy pouches out a little.

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Oh god wait Incubuss Phillip with a cunt and pussy Konig who are bound chest to chest so their clits can kiss and then Kenney fucking his cock into the channel that it makes, essentially getting a pussy job from both of them while Konig gets whiney and begs to be filled while Phillip flat out demands it.

Kenney decides that if Phillip is going to be a brat he's only going to get a vibrating plug that's set too low to be satisfying while he gives Konig every inch of his cock and it ends with a shot of Phillips pussy sensitive and unsatisfied drooling onto Konig's cunt that's all puffy and used, Kenney's cum leaking out of him while he starts to push an egg out.

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Of course if Phillip has a pussy now we should double stuff him. Have him pinned between Kenney and Konig, who can either have his dick tentacles or a regular dick. Doesn't really matter when both are still huge and together Kenney and Konig are giving Phillip stomach bulges that they like to press down on because together they're bullies and it makes Phillip squirt.

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Hear me out, hear me out.

Kenney is set up on a double penetrating fucking machine on the floor cowgirl style and it's not stopping even when he cums. They have a table set up above him that Phillip is laying on. And Konig? Well Phillip is using Konig's mouth like a fleshlight, hands gripping the back of his head and hood for a good hold, while Konig is allowed to fuck Kenney's mouth as long as he's doing a good job for Phillip.

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Something something, someone's getting fucked on a tail. Have no idea. Can't tell you who. Just, it happens.

Phillip Graves would never say he was a good man.

Hell he'd never say he was an okay one either. He knew he was a bastard, and he enjoyed it. Made the last four centuries of his life interesting at least. He knew who he was, what he was, and he very rarely ever apologized for it. Though rarely wasn't the same as never.

Kennedy was a rarely.

Phillip hadn't imagined that a night out with some shadows and a back alley hook up would lead to something that was dangerously looking like domestic bliss, and yet.

So Phillip learned to live with rarely. Learned not to be so sharp all the time. Learned that sometimes it was better to keep his mouth shut, or better yet transform into a bat so the bullshit that clawed it's way out of his mouth wouldn't form actual words. Learned that apologizing, even if he didn't really agree what for at times, was much more satisfying than seeing his werewolf hurt.

And Kennedy was his.

Phillip could admit that before he didn't believe in love. Not for him at least. There was lust, attraction, manipulation, mind games, maybe even affection, but love was something Phillip never wanted to hold in his grasp.

And then he was waking up one morning after a back alley hook up, warm arm wrapped around his waist, warmer breath hitting the back of his neck where a very fresh wolf bite was tingling. One morning became two, became four, became weeks of Phillip working his way back into Kennedy's bed, back into his arms. Kennedy became a need, a hunger that crawled under his ribs and made a home for itself where his heart used to be.

Somehow all of that lead to the two of them practically living together. Phillip would still maintain that he had his own space, an apartment that was in his name only, though in reality it became more like crash pad for when he needed time to unwind from missions, or needed to just disassociate, stare into space with white noise filling the space behind his eyes. He wouldn't comment on how most of his clothes seemed to have migrated to Kenney's closet, or how the spare toothbrush in Kenney's bathroom got more use now that the one in his own.

Admitting to any of it made his chest feel itchy with emotions.

Instead he'd focus on the...perks of having near constant sleep overs with his Kenney. Like how it seemed Phillip was never allowed to go cold. He was constantly either being bundled into Kenney's sweatshirts, big enough that even he swam in them at times, or had the werewolf himself pressed against him, always wanting to cuddle in some sort of fashion.

Or how Phillip had finally convinced Kenney to let him set a standing delivery with his preferred butcheries to his home. He still remembered the first time he'd hand fed Kenney pieces of steak, the way his eyes got wide, like a puppy discovering treats for the first time. That evening lead to them discovering plenty of other fun things besides the pricier cuts of meat.

Of course the sex was good, great, amazing. Phillip enjoyed the way Kenney would crowd into him, pressing as close to Phillip as he could as if they could melt into one being. Didn't matter the position, missionary, cowboy, doggy Kenney was wrapping himself around Phillip as he fucked into the man, making stars burn behind his eyes. And the knotting. Kenney had already been one of the biggest lovers Phillip had taken, but then add in the knot, the way he swelled to lock into him and it was that knife's edge of just right to too much that Phillip wanted to chase over and over.

Though Kenney took just as sweetly as he gave. Phillip was still torn on whether he enjoyed edging or overstimulating the wolf more. Both lead the same delicious sight of Kenney whimpering and crying for more, for him. He'd discovered his puppy could be such a crybaby at times, and really he took every advantage of it. Over taking his senses with every touch, and kiss, and whisper of praise until tears dotted Kenney's lashes.

The joy of living in a world with magic was how it could improve one's life, broaden their horizons, reach new levels of debauchery. Phillip had to admit that Valeria had outdone herself this time. He was sure that he'd finally reach the limits of her patience when he wrote his request to her, though the promise of a hefty payment probably helped keep him in the witch's good graces. It'd taken a few weeks, but Phillip was pleased when a non descript brown box had arrived on his doorstep, and even more so with the items inside of it.

The first was a bracelet he'd held onto since the turn of the 20th century. When he had first gotten it he had only liked that it was expensive, had expected to use it as some sort of non committal gift to some plaything he had back then. But he never did, instead holding onto it and then forgetting about it until Kenney had mentioned how he loved opals. Then Phillip knew exactly who the opal studded bracelet was for, even if the moon motif was a little on the nose.

The second was no where near as antique. Instead it was one of the more modern inventions that Phillip could honestly say he thoroughly enjoyed. While he personally never doubted his ability to acquire a sexual partner, Phillip did enjoy how portable and convenient a fleshlight was, how customizable they could be. And this one was no exception.

It'd taken a few hours of sweet coaxing, of working Kenney open on his fingers and tongue before the other man had even been comfortable thinking about having photos taken of his ass, let alone letting them be used as reference for a sex toy. But Phillip had told him how much he craved Kenney, how he wanted to have a piece of him to have on missions, a reminder of how good he felt wrapped around his cock when all he'd typically have was his fist. Phillip wished he had recorded the sounds Kenney had made once he was allowed to cum after agreeing.

So Phillip had his fleshlight modeled after Kenney's ass, and it was very well made. Worth the extra tip he had thrown to the craftsman. And now with the enchantment Valeria placed on it it was perfect. He'd made it very clear in his letter what he had wanted, a connection between the fleshlight and the bracelet, one that allowed to wearer to experience everything that was happening to the sex toy as if it was happening to them.

He didn't know what had been cuter, the way Kenney had stared at the bracelet in awe (oh his puppy was still so shy about accepting expensive gifts), or the way he had flushed all the way up from his chest when Phillip had explained what the bracelet connected to. He'd made it clear that Kenney could wear the bracelet whenever he wanted, but that it meant it came with the possibility that Phillip would decide to test out how good Valeria's work was.

It'd been a few days now of Kenney wearing the bracelet, side eyeing Phillip in the morning, or sending photos of himself with the bracelet always in view. He'd let the obvious shows of Kenney's willingness slide, letting the man get use to the weight of the bracelet and the possibilities that came with it.

But today...today felt like a perfectly good day to be the bastard Phillip knew he could be. The perk of being CEO of his own company meant he had the biggest office and the power to tell people to fuck off when he felt like it. He'd still do some paperwork, not wanting to face the wrath of his secretary, but he wouldn't entertain any meetings. He had better things to do.

He started off lightly, just running his thumb along the cleft of the fleshlight's ass, dryly pushing his thumb against the ring. It didn't clench in anticipation the way Kenney's would, excited and nervous, but it still had a decent resistance. He kept it up as he looked over field reports, thumb absentminded as he was occupied.

He knew Kenney's schedule, that he'd spend the morning at the rec center, first few hours a little slow before gaggles of school youths would come trickling in from field trips. It was the perfect time to warm Kenney up, let him realize that Phillip was finally taking advantage of their new toy.

After the first hour Phillip was letting his thumb push a little firmer against the fleshlight, tip of the finger just barely dipping in before pulling back, only to repeat the stroke again. He could picture the way that Kenney's breath would catch with each one, probably bracing himself for the next swipe just to try to keep up the charade that nothing was wrong.

Phillip wondered how Kenney reacted when he spat on fleshlight's ring, using his spit as lube to push his thumb deeper, just to the first joint. He gently pulled at the rim, just using a soft pressure to begin to stretch the fake muscles. Poor puppy probably jumped, shoulders drawn as his back arched. He did like when Phillip got him a little dirty.

So he spent a good few minutes just warming up the toy, adding to the spit when it felt like it was drying out. Phillip could admit he was impatient, feeling himself harden in his own pants as he imagined the way Kenney was probably squirming and sweating. Glancing at his watch he saw he still had a good hour before the first batch of kids would arrive. Plenty of time for a first round, he decided as he went to undo his pants.

Opening his desk drawer he pulled out several tools, most of them he'd use later. The most important at the moment was the lube. Phillip knew that it would still be cool, almost cold, but Kenney had once admitted that sometimes he liked it when Phillip forwent trying to warm it, he liked how the cooler sensation matched Phillip. So instead of trying to warm it, he simply poured the cold substance straight over the cleft of the fleshlights ass, thumb still pulling at the rim so a little would seep into it.

He bet that made Kenney whine, it always did.

Phillip treated prep like he would a mission, precision the forefront of his mind. No action was wasted as he pushed a finger, and then two in, stroking along the toys walls, spreading and scissoring his fingers. He did all the things he knew Kenney liked, but didn't drag it out since the man wasn't there to gasp and tremble under him. No Phillip had to just imagine that. Maybe he'd found a corner to hide in the back facility room, or even the stall in the employees bathroom. Was he rocking back on the phantom feeling of Phillip's fingers, or scrabbling at a wall as he felt fingertips ghost past his prostate but never push against it? He was tempted to try calling, to have Kenney's cries fill his office like he was actually there to be Phillip's toy, but imagining what Kenney was doing was half the fun.

Once he was sure that the toy was given enough prep to not cause Kenney discomfort, Phillip was positioning the fleshlight right above his head, anticipation making him hold breath that he didn't need. His watch said he had forty minutes. If he didn't keep his cool it'd be over in five. So...Slow. That's what he had decided when planning this all out, start off slow.

With a shuddering sigh he tilted his head back into his chair, eyes shut tight as he started to push the toy down over the head of his cock, feeling the excess lube drool over him. He only went as far as the tip before pulling the toy back, jaw clenching as he heard the light suction of the toy popping off. He repeated the action, only letting the toy sink down a fraction further each time.

Behind his eyes it was Kenney in his lap, desperate to ride him while the ironclad grip Phillip had on his hip was the only thing that kept him from sinking down entirely. He loved how desperate Kenney got for his cock. By the time he pushed his entire length into the toy he could practically hear Kenney begging for more. And then as if summoned by his mind, Phillip's phone started to ring, and it was exactly who he had wanted to hear from.

"To what" Phillip hissed as the toy dragged wetly up his cock, "Do I owe this pleasure Darlin'?"

"Ph-Philliiip..."

Wasn't that music to his hears. Exquisite and so much better than what played through his head.

"Yes Darlin'? Something on your mind?"

"P-please..."

Oh his precious, silly puppy. Didn't he realize it was much to soon to give into temptation yet?

"Please what Baby? I'm a lot of things but-" He cleared his throat as the drag of the toy pressed the vein along the bottom of his cock, "A mind reader ain't one of 'em."

"I'm-I'm at work-" Kenney cried out as Phillip gave into temptation and thrusted hard back into the toy, angled in a way that he knew would thrust directly into his sweet spot. The sound was muffled like he had slapped a hand over his mouth. The downside of Kenney being at work.

"I know you're at work. Been thinkin' about you all morning."

"But you're-" Whimpers cut off whatever Kenney was going to say.

"Fuckin' the pocket pussy I got of your ass? I know. Ain't as good as you though."

"Fuck Phillip, I-I can't-" Oh he was sounding so whiney, he was probably starting to tear up a little, crystalline tears darkening his thick lashes.

"All you gotta do is take the bracelet off Baby. Then you'd stop feeling my cock fuckin into you." Given the silence he was getting on the other line they both knew he was right. Kenney held the power, he could take the bracelet off at anytime and end the game.

"But you don't want to do you Darlin'? You like feeling me fuck you while everyone else doesn't have a clue. Hmm?"

Kenney's ragged breathing was the only thing that told Phillip he was still on the line.

"Like that while I'm shoving my cock into this bit of plastic, all I can think about is you? What you look like, sound like. And you get to feel exactly how I want to fuck you."

His hand was getting faster, bringing the toy down harder onto his cock.

"Are you touching yourself Baby? Stroking that pretty cock while you feel me fucking you?"

"N-no..." Oh he was. Even if Phillip couldn't hear the wet strokes of Kenney touching himself, he knew the way his breath hitched when he did something he liked.

"I'll make deal with you Baby. You resist cumming the entire day? I'll let you pound all that into me tonight. Be your own personal fleshlight for you to fuck and cum into. That sound good?"

The whine was high pitched and breathy, and for a second Phillip thought that Kenney already came. But then his beautiful, wonderful, darlin Kenney was answering, voice shaky but determined.

"D-deal."

"Glad to hear Darlin...now be good and let me hear you while I enjoy myself okay?"

Phillip had ten minutes, and he was going to make them count.

He had no idea where Kenney had hidden himself, but hopefully it was somewhere soundproof because Phillip was not going gently on the toy anymore. Each thrust was hard, hips meeting the silicone as he thrusted up into the downward motion. With Kenney crying and whimpering into his ear he could almost imagine that they were together.

What finally brought Phillip over the edge though was the way Kenney chanted his name, like it was a plea and a pray all wrapped into one, the exact way he sounded when he looked the most angelic.

With a grunt Phillip was cumming, shoving his cock into the toy with short, rough thrusts before grinding his hips as deep as he could. He could hear Kenney gasping for breath, hiccupping as he probably tried not to cry.

Phillip wet his lips before speaking again, lazy grin breaking over his face as they just listened to each other. He kept the toy on his cock, wanting to keep the cum lodged in there as he listened to Kenney catch his breath, calm himself down. He murmured something about need to go get ready before the kids came in. Phillip couldn't help but chuckle.

"Oh Darlin...I hope you're ready for the day we are going to have."

He outright laughed when Kenney hung up, dropping his phone back onto his desk. With a groan he pulled the fleshlight off his cock, tilting it upright so not to spill a drop. He'd still have to clean himself off but before that he needed to do something important, to his plans at least.

Picking up the anal plug that he had left on his desk earlier, he quickly lubed it before sliding it into the toy, making sure that the cum he'd just fucked into it would stay inside. He had plans on making Kenney feel full of his cum by the end of the day, wouldn't do to have it all go to waste right from the start.

He set a time for a couple hours, just in time for Kenney's program to end and his break to start. It'd give Phillip plenty of time to get his work done before round two.

Phillip Graves enjoyed days he could be a bit of a bastard.

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there is going to be a part two, but this felt like a good natural break

for those who are curious this is what the bracelet looks like