Pizza Popped

Dagon yawned for the fourth time and wiped his hand over his nose. It was probably time to stop, he huffed softly, normally he liked to try his latest toys as soon as he could but this idea had come late, and then had been harder to test than he had hoped. He looked over the table heaped with scraps of latex, and of circuitry, the thought of what this modification would be like to play with had made him make a bad decision. He'd added in the new module to every one of his balloonies. The glue would take a long time to dry, at least two hours.

“It isn't that late is it? I can wait, it's only … two AM ... Right.” He huffed to himself, finding a clock behind a hunk of foam.

“All horny and no one to bounce.” He huffed. With a gurgle another hunger made itself known, lunch had been a few biscuits over twelve hours ago and breakfast hadn't been much better. He needed to eat but it was too late to cook. Hopefully there was something simple he could grab.

With another yawn he stood up slowly stretching the ache from his back and shoulders. On soft paws he padded to the kitchen pulling the fridge open he snorted

“Oh right shopping, that was meant to happen today.” He huffed pushing it closed with a sigh, the cool breeze on his naked fur hadn't even cooled his inner heat. Time for desperate measures. He pulled out his phone and called up the Pizza Parlour’s app. His thumbs clicking out an order. A large meat feast pizza with extra sausage and a side of Garlic bread. His favourite lazy meal order. He scrolled down to the extra info dialogue box and typed in a name and a single emoji; Tanner and an eggplant. He might as well sate both hungers at once. Flopping onto the couch he lay back to wait, knowing what, and who, was on the way would keep him awake at least.

Even so the bong of the doorbell made him jump and he pushed up. Normally he would at least try to be wearing clothes when a delivery arrived but this one was special. There was no need with Tanner. He pulled the door open and smiled back at the twinky otter boy, the tight red uniform clinging to his body, he looked so good in a tight t-shirt and tighter booty shorts. Stepping back he gestured for Tanner to slip in. The slim otter clumping slightly on his skates. As he passed Dagon gave that tight ass a nice grope spreading the plush cheeks to snatch a glimpse of his heavy balls stretching the Lycra. Tanner never wore underwear, he liked to be able to have fun fast. He dropped his delivery onto the table and spun to face Dagon, his shorts pulling tight as he eyes the otter-bat's rod.

“Want a taste?” Dagon teased, dropping onto the edge of the couch and spreading his legs wide. With an eager smile, Tanner stepped out of his skates and slid to his knees between Dagon's legs, his nose pressing into his tip as he huffed his scent. Being horny all day certainly left a mark and from Tanner's soft moans he was enjoying the effect.

Dagon shuddered as Tanner's tongue stroked over his tip. Catching a bead of pre and gulping it down, he blushed as his belly grumbled and leaned in, grabbing the garlic bread and stuffing a slice into his mouth. He was tempted to offer a piece to Tanner but clearly the otter had a feast of his own in mind. With a loud slurp he licked Dagon's tip from base to tip then sank the thick cock deep into his maw. He knew the kinky otter liked to play with dragons so it was no surprise he could handle a cock, even one as big as the one he was packing. Even so, the ease with which he pushed to the hilt was impressive. Letting Dagon's tip push deep into his throat with only a few grunts and gulps. Dagon's free hand dropped onto his head, stroking his fur as he bobbed on his cock, nose pressed to the soft fur of Dagon's belly and tongue lolling along the base of his shaft to lap over his balls.

“Ahh damn Tanner I'm pretty pent up, go too fast and you'll make me pop.” He huffed to the horny otter but Tanner seemed eager for just that.

Dagon couldn't help but smile, the best pizza in town and a horny pizza boy bobbing on his cock. It was so decadent, a feast for so many senses. He grabbed another slice of the garlic bread and bucked lightly into Tanner's throat, enjoying how it clenched with every gulp. His hand on the back of Tanner's head urged him to bob a little deeper. Lifting him higher then pushing back down to hilt in the otter's throat, the warm breath against his belly making Dagon's toes curl. He knew Tanner had a way with his tongue but this was amazing, clearly the otter had been holding back on all their previous trysts. He wondered why but the tongue playing over his tip then guiding it to the back of his velvet throat was too distracting to focus on anything else.

“Fuuuuck gonna blow.” Dagon panted out after only a few minutes of the otter's amazing efforts, but rather than pulling back for a facial Tanner pushed even deeper. Sinking the thick cock down his throat almost to his belly, letting Dagon shoot his pre deeper than ever.

Dagon let the bread fall from his hands and grabbed his head, lightly cupping his ears and pulling him down onto his cock, gagging him with the thick pole, not that Tanner had any difficulty taking it. The load it was about to give him might not be so easy. But Dagon was having too much fun to care, if he made a mess he'd just have to clean it up. With a happy yowl he started to cum. His cream pouring down his rod and into his throat to flood Tanner's belly, each pulse was at least two pints swelling the once lithe otter's belly out lewdly. He didn't waste a drop every heavy gush of cream surging down the pizza boy's throat as he gulped greedily. Dagon watched as Tanner's eyes rolled back, a growing wet spot forming in his pants before it was hidden by his ballooning belly. But to his surprise the fast orgasm was a relatively small one. Only rounding his partner out. A slower throat breeding may have produced enough cream to pop him, but the otter had been right to push a hard and fast orgasm. This way Dagon could really savour his second course.

He held hilted until he had caught every drop then slowly Tanner pulled back, chest heaving hard to catch his breath. The combination of thickness and length of Dagon's rod had been a choice between breathing and taking the whole of his rod, and Tanner had eagerly chosen the second. Much to Dagon's delight though he had to be careful. Getting the timing wrong or too long of an orgasm would have had the otter passing out, Dagon knew he wouldn't lift off even then. But now he did, lifting off with a slurp until his tip slipped free with a lewd pop. The horny otter swallowed theatrically before licking his lips.

“Tasty.” Tanner huffed his hands rising to grope Dagon's still mostly full balls. They were both far from done, but unlike the otter Dagon hadn't meant to stay up so late.

“You're in charge, cutie.” Dagon said. Tanner stood up slowly, his belly sloshing, his tight t-shirt stretched so much it popped stitches as he moved.

“It's too late, and I'm too tired and hungry to take the lead. Do all the work and I'll give you a big tip, two actually” Dagon added with a chuckle feeling a little greedy at being so lazy but then Tanner could play both the subbiest slut or an impressive power bottom.

Tanner stood up and slid the pizza box next to Dagon, making sure it would be in reach for the whole time. He couldn't help with the late hour, or the sleepiness of the otter-bat, but his hunger was exactly what he was paid to solve. His other hunger was something he cured for free. Spinning to face away, he lifted his tail high and backed up his ass towards Dagon's face, pressing the thick cheeks to his friend's muzzle with a thump. Dagon murred and pulled him in closer. The thin fabric of his shorts all that was keeping him from burying his face into the amazing booty. His hands lifted and gently eased his shorts down a few inches, as expected there was nothing underneath and Dagon spread the otter's plush booty to dive in deep. His broad tongue playing over the tight hole hidden within. Tanner moaned and squirmed in his grasp, his hands rubbing the tent in his own pants as Dagon worshipped his booty. Making sure to leave his tailhole nice and slick. As pent up and oversized as his cock was, Tanner would need every bit of help to take it.

After a few short minutes of teasing Dagon gently pulled his muzzle from Tanner's ass and guided him forwards and down. His tip vanished between his plush cheeks to kiss his backdoor. Tanner bounced on her toes, rubbing back and forth to tease Dagon's tip, moaning softly as it pumped a thick gush of pre over his tailhole. That was Tanner's signal to drop back, hard, sinking the otter bat's tip into his rump with surprising ease. He was an expert when it came to lovemaking but it was always impressive to see him show it off. His body easily took Dagon's thick pole as he bounced slowly letting another inch slide into his ass with every rise and fall of his plush cheeks. In only a few bounces Tanner was sitting in his lap, apparently quite comfortably despite the nearly two foot long pole wedged balls deep in his rump. Tanner spread his legs and stroked down the bloated balls feeling them slosh and quiver with need. He could tell a buster load was brewing in those potent orbs, and he wanted the biggest Dagon could give. He started to rock back and forth slowly, enough to make the otter-bat huff, then he slowly lifted high, still bouncing his hips as he lifted off almost to the tip. Tanner didn't push back, he simply dropped. The plush cushiony cheek landed in Dagon's lap with a slap that made him bark, at once Tanner started to lift once more swaying his hips from side to side this time. The same hard drop followed Dagon's cock throbbing as it was buried deep in his friend's amazingly plush and tight booty. Each drop was the same, but every lift he tried a different technique, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes a straight lift, sometimes bouncing, sometimes rocking his hips, sometimes holding still to squeeze the cock tight as it slid free. And with every one he changed the angle. The slutty otter in love with the different moans and huffs each method drew from his partner.

As he moved faster Tanner lent forwards, bracing his palms against Dagon's knees to support his fast bounces and bucks. The feeling of the huge rod punching into his belly making him moan and pant. “Ahh don't let your pizza go cold.” Tanner reminded him and Dagon smiled, leaning back on the couch and reaching for the first slice. He wolfed it down in only a few bites. And licked his lips.

“Delicious. And this is tasty too.” he purred, reaching for another slice with one hand, the other groping Tanner's butt. Tanner settled into a slower rhythm, showing off his expertise. Each bounce driving toe curling pleasure down Dagon's rod, and yet they were slow enough that he was never pushed closer to his peak. Tanner knew he could keep it up for hours. All that time in the gym had been to do just that. Even the load filling his belly didn't slow him down, but it did slosh distractingly. He had a firm grip on Dagon's peak, his own on the other hand was creeping up on him.

Dagon on the other hand wanted more, this teasing ride was driving him wild with lust and bloating his balls out. His pose however wasn't the best suited to bucking up and he could only really roll his hips into Tanner's amazing bounces, adding a little more push to the hard drops and a little more friction to his lifts. He shifted this way and that, bucking as much as he could as the lusty otter rode him with the cutest moans. He was functionally humping blind, but he hit the mark entierly accidentally, one high lift from Tanner coinciding with Dagon's hips moving just right. The otter slammed his plush ass down on the thick rod and his eyes crossed as the broad tip battered against his prostate, a low groan escaped from his throat rising suddenly to a howl of pleasure. His ass clenched wildly on Dagon's cock as he came hard. His whole body shaking with the force of the sudden orgasm. He slumped forwards onto all fours, his asshole locked tight around Dagon pulling him after him. They landed Tanner on all fours and Dagon riding his booty, wings flicking to keep stable.

“Damn you OK baby sounds like that was intense?” Dagon huffed and Tanner nodded, still too wracked by pleasure to reply. A few seconds later he managed to pant out “Fuck me hard.”

Dagon smiled and started to bounce. Tanner's efforts had allowed him to recover somewhat and so he didn't hold back, his hips rolling as he bounced hard on the otter's booty. He remembered the pizza and chuckled as a decadent thought occurred. Lifting the box he laid it open on Tanner's back, using the lusty twink and both fucktoy and table. Breeding his ass as he munched down the few remaining slices. He tried to hold back but all Tanner's teasing had swelled his balls tight, and the otter's explosive orgasm made him hungry for his own sure to be explosive pop. Even so he managed to keep his thrust under control, at least until he had eaten most of the pizza. Pushing the box aside Dagon slid forwards fully mounting Tanner, his hands sliding to his shoulder.

“Time for me to cum, let's see if you can take it.” He huffed to the otter and felt him clench hard on his cock. Tanner knew how potent Dagon could be, there was a reason most of his playthings were hollow rubber and vinyl.

Despite his lust wracked words Dagon found he was still far from cumming. The early load Tanner had forced from his balls was still taking its toll and even as he bounced hard and his balls swelled he found he wasn't ready to pop his cork just yet. He sped up. Hammering harder and faster, his long cock bulging the lithe otter's belly out with every thrust. The lusty moans from the boy under him was like an amazing song and the slap of his hips on Tanner's plush booty sounded like applause. Something the cute otter richly deserved. But there was still the finale and his tiredness forgotten, Dagon slowly pushed closer and closer to that peak. His balls growing heavier, rounder, more bloated with cream by the moment.

“Nearly there.” Dagon panted softly.

He leant forwards pressing his chest to Tanner's back and wrapping his arms tight around him. His hips bucked with short, fast thrusts. His bloated balls slapping Tanner's smaller orbs making the otter moan. It was Tanner who hit his peak first, the otter bat's tip ramming deep into his rump pushing him over the edge. He howled loudly, his cock jumping and painting the floor as his ass went wild on Dagon's cock. By the third clench Dagon joined him in a potent mutual orgasm, The first massive shot of otter bat cream pushing Tanner to an even higher peak. The loud lewd slosh of every spurt of Dagon's jizz was even louder than their moans. All Tanner's teasing had worked even better than he had expected. The otter bat was firing harder than ever, already the once slim otter looked nine months pregnant and with a heavy slap his belly hit the floor. Gurgling and sloshing as it continued to bloat. He could feel Dagon's heavy balls clenching against his own with every pump of his cock. The force of his ejaculation swelling the already large rod out as each wave of cream was launched down it and into Tanner's belly.

The bloating otter under him was in heaven, moaning and panting as he was forced to swell, his body growing bigger and rounder by the second. His chest rounding and limbs swelling, cheeks puffing up and even his ears seemed to be growing rounder. The massive load Dagon was pumping into him seeking out every inch of the otter to fill and stretch. With a happy huff Dagon felt his feet leave the floor. Tanner's ballooning belly had lifted him out of reach. Still humping lightly Dagon rode the ballooning otter higher, making him slosh and moan loud as he bloated him with his hot jizz. Tanner's belly had more than doubled in size again. Swelling out under him, but he was still nice and soft, Dagon's hand sinking deep into the cum bloated flesh as he stroked along his flank. He knew from experience that Tanner would end up fully spherical, able to take maximum filling before he popped. There was still a long but pleasurable way to go. He started to hump a little harder, pulling back further between spurts then slamming to the hilt as his cock unleashed another gout of his cream. Pistoning more and more jizz into the helpless and lust wracked otter under him.

Inch by inch Tanner swelled out, his belly pushing past ten feet with ease, but it was at last starting to grow firm. His arms and legs were stuck out straight by the pressure and had bloated at least three times as large. Even his tail was swelling between them but Dagon simply kept cumming. His heavy balls not even a third drained. Dagon smiled as he was lifted higher and higher, Tanner bloating faster as his body stretched and rounded. The elastic stage was Dagon's favourite, his partner's body finally giving in to his incredible output and stretching wildly. Their body blimping fast always drove him wild and Tanner was one of the best. His body slowly turned to a spherical bubble of cum that was pinning the bigger otter-bat to the high ceiling. But as always it eventually ended and things moved into the pressurising stage. When their body ran out of stretch and there was nowhere else for the extra cum to go. Instead their internal pressure would build and build. For Tanner this stage lasted quite a while too, after growing so big and round it took a while to push his body to the limits. Dagon's paws exploring the soft brown fur feeling the skin beneath growing tighter and firmed with every clench of his balls.

Tanner could feel his body reaching its limits and he moaned louder and louder, his own orgasm prolonged by the pressure within him. It wasn't his cream leaking from his tip but Dagon's the ocean of cum that filled him desperately searching for any way out. He could even taste it pushing up his throat. But there would never be enough leaking to prevent what was about to happen. With a whimper he felt his body hit the very edge, and now it was Dagon's turn to show off, his next spurt would be too much for the otter and he was braced for it, but it never came. Dagon was holding back on him. The orgasm control wasn't entirely without side effects, his balls were clenching hard eager to push more cream into the otter turned balloon under him and it was starting to back up. The already large orbs ballooning fast. Leaning in Dagon pressed his lips to Tanner's ear and whispered a simple command, one he knew Tanner loved to hear.

“Go BOOM for me.” Tanner tried to nod as much as his bloated body would allow and Dagon unleashed the flood. The single spurt was nearly a tenth of the volume he had pumped thus far and it hit like a hammer blow. Swelling Dagon's cock in its eagerness to flood the otter's belly. But that overfilled body went from riding the edge to far far beyond it in an instant.

Tanner simply vanished with a huge SPLORT, his body exploding into white gooey cream that gushed outwards in a tidal wave of hot steaming jizz and melted otter. Huge globs of white otter twink goo splattered over the furniture and walls, some even spraying high against the ceiling. Dagon dropped through the middle of it all to land with a splash, knee deep in the mess he had so thoroughly made. He sat panting as his last few spurts of cum sprayed into the puddle. The gurgle of the drains, drip and plop of the goo all around, and his soft panting the only sounds. It took a few minutes for Dagon to recover and push unsteadily to his feet. By that time most of the goo had drained away. He yawned as he stood up on shaking legs then smiled.

“Damn Tanner you're always the best pop toy” he told a thicker section of the gooey mess. Not that the otter was in any condition to hear him

Dagon caught sight of the clock and groaned. He was dangerously close to seeing a sunrise again. He needed to get to sleep, this mess would have to wait for him to wake up. Letting the pizza place know their star delivery boy was going to be out of action for a while could wait too, they'd probably figured out he wasn't going to be back tonight already. If not before he'd even left. Dagon knew he wasn't the only one to waylay the cute otter now and again. He headed squelchilly for the guest bedroom, the one with plastic protectors over the mattress and duvet. Where he probably should have taken Tanner rather than blasting him in the main room. Flopping backwards onto the bed he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Hours later he woke with a huff feeling a pressure between his legs. Pushing up and opening his eyes he met Tanner's gaze. A smile spread on his lips as he nuzzled into Dagon's morning wood.

“You're insatiable. You really think I have time for another round? I've still got to clean up after the first one” Dagon huffed. Tanner smiled wider

“No you don't.” He purred back, taking Dagon's tip into his mouth. The otter bat could only smile. A favour like that deserved a reward. His hands pressed gently on the back of the otter's head, forcing him to the hilt on his thick pole.

“Try to get even bigger this time.” He huffed softly as his hips began to pump.