John moved before he could second-guess himself.
His hands reached down and hooked into the waistband of Yuulus's dolphin shorts, yanking them down in one smooth motion. The fabric slid off those wide hips, down those thick thighs, past those knobby knees, and pooled around the little femboy's ankles. Yuulus let out a high-pitched squeak, something between an "EEP!" and a gasp, his whole body jerking in surprise.
His small white cock was already hard, two inches of pale flesh standing straight up, the tip glistening with a thick bead of precum that stretched into a tiny string as John pulled the shorts away.
Yuulus's legs were in the air now, his ankles hooked over John's shoulders, those wide breedable hips tilted up at the perfect angle. His big ass was pressed against John's thighs, soft and warm, and his flat chest was heaving with quick, nervous breaths. The blush on his face had turned his pure white skin a deep, vibrant pink, spreading from his cheeks down his neck and across his collarbone. His white pupils were blown wide, the black sclera making his eyes look huge and almost scared, but there was want there too, deep and hungry.
John grinned down at him, slow and wicked.
"You know," he said, his voice low and rough, "I swore on my life that if I ever got a girl, or a cute enough femboy, I'd love to put them in a mating press."
Yuulus's blush somehow got even deeper. His whole face was pink now, almost red, and his mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. His small cock twitched against his belly, leaking another drop of precum that slid down the shaft and dripped onto his stomach. His voice came out as a whimper, tiny and desperate.
"A-Am I... am I a cute femboy?"
John's grin widened so much his cheeks hurt. He leaned down, bringing his face close to Yuulus's, their noses almost touching. His yellow eyes locked onto those white pupils, and he let the moment stretch, let Yuulus squirm beneath him, before he answered.
"You're the cutest," John said, and he meant it. "The absolute cutest little brat I've ever seen."
Yuulus let out a shaky breath, his whole body trembling. His legs tightened around John's shoulders, pulling him closer, and his hands came up to grip John's biceps, fingers digging into the muscle.
John reached down and lined up his cock, the thick head pressing against Yuulus's tight entrance. The little femboy was already slick, leaking precum and some kind of natural lubricant that made the tip slide easily against his hole. John pushed forward just enough to feel the resistance, the way Yuulus's body clenched and fluttered.
"Are you ready?" John asked, voice barely above a whisper.
Yuulus moaned, a long, needy sound that started in his chest and rolled out of his open mouth. He nodded quickly, frantically, his curly black hair bouncing against the stone floor. "Yes—yes please—just do it—I need it—"
John shoved in.
The sound Yuulus made was obscene. A high, keening wail that echoed off the walls of the game room, mixed with the wet squelch of John's cock forcing its way into that tight heat. Yuulus's back arched, his head thrown back, his mouth wide open. His small cock jumped and spurted a thin stream of precum across his belly.
John didn't give him time to adjust. He pulled back almost to the tip and slammed in again, harder, faster. Plap! The sound of his hips meeting Yuulus's ass filled the room, sharp and wet. Plap! Another thrust, deeper this time, making Yuulus's whole body jolt. Plap plap plap!
"Ahn! AHHHN! Nnngh—yes—yes yes yes!"
Yuulus's voice cracked and broke with every thrust, his words dissolving into incoherent moans. His tongue lolled out of his mouth, pink and wet, drool dripping down his chin. His eyes rolled back in his head, showing only the black sclera, those white pupils completely gone. He was hitting a full ahegao face, straight out of the hentai John had watched for years, and it was even better in person.
"Nngh! Mnngh—fuck—AHHHN! Right there—don't stop—please don't stop—" Yuulus babbled, his voice high and broken. His legs tightened around John's shoulders, pulling him in deeper with every thrust. His hands clawed at John's arms, leaving red scratches that healed almost instantly. "More—more more more—I need more—"
Plap plap plap plap plap! John fucked him harder, faster, the wet sounds growing louder and messier. Precum and lubricant splattered against his thighs with every impact, and Yuulus's small cock was leaking a steady stream, pooling on his stomach and dripping onto the floor.
"Mnngh—ahhn—I'm gonna—I'm gonna cum—" Yuulus's voice hitched, his body tensing.
Plap plap plap! John didn't slow down. He kept pounding, kept driving into that tight, clenching heat, watching Yuulus's face twist in pleasure.
And then Selio got an idea.
The bluish-gray hybrid had been watching from the side, his big dark eyes wide, his tail swishing slowly. But now he moved, padding over on all fours until he was beside Yuulus's head. His fur was a mix of soft blue and gray, shimmering under the monitor lights, and his webbed hands pressed gently against the floor.
Something was happening between his legs. A part of his anatomy that had been hidden, tucked away against his belly, was emerging. A cock, thick and veined, pushing out from a sheath of bluish-gray fur. It kept growing, longer and thicker, until it was a solid six inches, maybe seven. The tip was tapered, slick with some kind of natural lubricant, and it twitched eagerly in the air.
John whistled, long and low. "Good job, Selio. That's a nice size."
Selio preened, his chest puffing out, his tail wagging hard. He made a happy
"Bwoof!" sound and pressed the tip of his cock against Yuulus's open mouth.
Yuulus's eyes, which had been rolled back, snapped forward. He looked down his nose at the bluish-gray cock pressing against his lips, and then he opened his mouth wider. His tongue extended, wrapping around the tip, pulling it inside.
"Mmmph!" Yuulus moaned around the shaft, the vibration traveling down Selio's length and making the hybrid shudder.
Selio pushed forward, sliding his cock deeper into Yuulus's throat. The little femboy gagged once, twice, and then relaxed, taking it all.
His throat bulged slightly with the thickness, and his eyes watered, but he didn't pull away.
And then they found a rhythm.
John thrust into Yuulus's ass from below, hard and fast, his hips slapping against that big soft ass with every stroke. Selio thrust into Yuulus's mouth from above, gentle but insistent, his bluish-gray fur brushing against Yuulus's cheeks. The two of them moved together, a perfect, filthy harmony.
Plap plap plap from below. Schlick schlick schlick from above. Yuulus was nothing but a vessel, a warm, willing hole being filled from both ends, and he loved every second of it.
"Mmmph! Mghhh! Nngh—" His moans were muffled by Selio's cock, but they still came out, high and desperate. His body was shaking, trembling, caught between two overwhelming sensations. His small cock was leaking constantly now, spurting thin streams of cum onto his belly with every thrust.
Selio's hips started moving faster, his webbed hands gripping Yuulus's curly black hair, pulling him forward onto his cock. "Bwoof! Bwoof bwoof!" Happy, excited sounds mixed with the wet gurgle of Yuulus's throat.
John felt it building, that tight coil in his gut, the pressure behind his cock. He slammed in deeper, harder, chasing the release. "I'm gonna—fuck—I'm gonna cum—"
Selio's thrusts became erratic, his tail stiff, his whole body tensing.
Yuulus screamed around the cock in his mouth, a muffled, broken sound, and his body convulsed. His small cock erupted, spraying thin white ropes across his chest and chin, while his ass clenched tight around John's shaft and his throat milked Selio's length.
John came first, burying himself to the hilt, his hips grinding against Yuulus's ass as thick ropes of cum flooded the little femboy's insides. He felt it overflow, leaking out around his cock, dripping down onto the stone floor.
Selio came a second later, his hips stuttering as he pumped his release straight down Yuulus's throat. The hybrid let out a long, satisfied "Bwoooooof!" and his tail wagged so hard his whole body shook.
And Yuulus came again, a dry, shaking orgasm that made his eyes roll back and his tongue loll out even further.
They stayed like that for a moment, panting, trembling, locked together in a sweaty pile of limbs and fur. Then John pulled out, his cock sliding free with a wet, obscene sound, and a gush of cum followed, spilling out of Yuulus's gaping hole onto the floor.
Selio pulled out too, his cock slipping from Yuulus's mouth with a soft pop, a string of saliva and cum connecting them for a moment before breaking.
Yuulus lay there, completely wrecked. His body was twitching, small spasms running through his legs and arms. His face was a mess of drool and tears and cum, his eyes half-closed, his tongue still hanging out. His chest was heaving, and every few seconds a little moan escaped him.
"That was... nothing," Yuulus said, his voice hoarse and shaky, barely above a whisper. "I've had bigger."
John burst out laughing, the sound echoing through the game room. He reached down and ruffled Yuulus's sweaty black curls, then scratched behind Selio's ears. The hybrid leaned into the touch, purring loudly.
"Sure you have, little brat," John said, still chuckling. "Sure you have."