By Ventrus Kyarn
After an extremely long and tiring day spent out in the wild, exploring the area to try and find a new spot to set up in, Hyvan had finally found a decent enough place to rest. With a relieving lack of any outside distractions, oddly including an absence of the sounds of nature itself, he was able to curl up on a small, makeshift nest of leaves for comfort and branches for support. He propped himself up near the top of a mountain to feel the breeze of the high altitude hit him as well as to keep a good vantage point. But once his eyes closed, he lost his advantage and left himself vulnerable to anything—or anyone—that wished to do something to the lone bird.
Being up that high had Hyvan overly confident in his ability to sense danger coming. He failed to think of it as suspicious that he’d seen barely any other signs of life in the area, whether feral or civilized. It was a sure sign that there was something in the area keeping others from intruding, and yet one cockatoo just so happened to be allowed to stumble into it. Hyvan didn’t know it, but he’d been picked as easy prey ever since he entered the superior predator’s territory.
With his high altitude and the rolling winds that came with it, Hyvan’s faint scent carried with the air. His extremely faint pheromone trail would have been too weak for most other creatures to pick up on, but one was already locked in on the boy and had been for a long while. And with Hyvan now resting and staying stationary, he was an easier target than ever.
The predator was a large, intelligent cobra with a knack for tracking. The snake, Ahab, had little to no problem following Hyvan’s trail all the way to the top of the hill which Hyvan thought himself untouchable on. But as Ahab reached the top and saw the little bird fast asleep, weapons and light armor removed from him as he got comfortable in his nest, Ahab knew the boy would be almost too easy to finish off.
He slithered up to the bird’s nest quietly, not making a sound as he got right to Hyvan’s side. Hyvan had stripped himself down to bask in the cool air and warm sunlight of the afternoon environment, leaving himself exposed to the attentive eyes of the snake. The boy’s white and gold feathers shimmered in the sunlight, with a trail of golden ones leading perfectly down his torso and highlighting the slit on the underside of his pelvis. With the way he was laying, with his legs open and large hands behind his head, he left little to the imagination and even Ahab had to take a moment to admire the view.
The tip of Ahab’s tail gently wrapped around the bird’s legs, spreading them apart further and showing off the flesh of the feather-covered slit. It also glistened in the sunlight, showing natural wetness that added a stronger pheromone aura to the air. Ahab shuddered with devious thoughts as his plans changed in his head. He’d initially planned on simply making the cockatoo into a meal that’d last him a few weeks, but the moment was too perfect to pass up as Hyvan’s pheromones made the slit of his own pelvis tingle.
Carefully continuing to coil his long tail of a lower body around Hyvan, the bird was eventually lifted up off the ground and woke up to the surprise of his new situation. He tried to struggle away on instinct but his legs were firmly stuck and his wrists were immediately caught and held by the strong hands of Ahab. Their golden eyes met for a moment; Hyvan’s filled with desperation and poorly-hidden fear while Ahab’s slitted pupils focused in on him with confident determination.
In that brief moment, however, Hyvan found himself unable to look away. The golden glint of Ahab’s eyes harshened into an orange color, then to a glowing red. The glare made Hyvan feel like his brain was vibrating as he tried to force himself to do anything in resistance. But with his limbs restrained and his eyes unable to stop staring, he was at the mercy of the snake’s oddly entrancing effect.
Slowly, Ahab could feel Hyvan’s struggle fading. His tensed muscles began to weaken and his resistance became little more than the occasional jerk he forced himself to make. Hyvan’s racing heart calmed and his ruffled feathers went flat again. He knew he had to escape or at least stop the situation somehow, but all he was able to do was keep staring and feel his own body betray him. And as both of his wrists were held together above his head with a transition to only one of Ahab’s hands, he continued to imagine what was in store for him.
Fingers traced down Hyvan’s torso, teasing the lightly toned muscles beneath his feathers. He shuddered at the feeling of it, then froze up as he felt the hand move right to the exposed flesh of his pelvis. Digits rubbed the skin and forced the boy to whine under his breath, trying to pull his hips away to no avail. But as Ahab felt his fingers get wetter, he knew that the bird’s body certainly wasn’t in any mood to hold off against him for much longer.
Without another moment of hesitation, Ahab slipped a finger inside the warm fold of flesh. Hyvan let out another whine, this time much less muffled as his mouth parted to let it out. Ahab enjoyed seeing his prey crumble so easily but got confused for a brief moment. He slipped another finger inside and wriggled them around, stimulating the inside of the cockatoo’s body and searching for something—anything. Ahab could tell Hyvan was a male based on his pheromones, but with the lack of anything solid inside of his slit, it could have only meant one thing.
“I knew something smelled off about you,” Ahab sneered as his fingers made the smaller male’s body arch with sensation, slipping knuckle-deep into the boy’s pussy. “I’ll be sure to take good care of this for you. Not often do I get to break in a pretty little bird in heat.”
“L-let me go you-” Hyvan tried to speak but was cut off as the cobra’s hood suddenly flared out.
Hyvan jumped at the sight of it, then froze up again as he started to see flashes of color on the inside of the hood. The red of Ahab’s eyes turned golden again, only now glowing and gazing deep into him. Hyvan could only focus on swirling flashes of golden aura, feeling himself relax around Ahab’s fingers as even his mind couldn’t tell him to keep trying to resist. Ahab simply watched with delight as he saw Hyvan submitting to him, leaving him open to help satisfy the new urges the snake had begun feeling.
Slipping his fingers out of Hyvan, Ahab then pressed his hips up against the bird’s. Hyvan could feel Ahab’s body heat against him, then an even more intense heat right up against his slit. He couldn’t make himself look down, but the extra heat was caused by Ahab’s own, growing excitement unleashing itself. His dual cocks had slowly begun to slide out from his scaled slit and pressed against Hyvan, searching for something to bury inside of and immediately getting wet with Hyvan’s dripping heat.
Using his wet fingers, Ahab reached behind the cockatoo and pushed them into the bird’s rear, making his tailfeathers quiver as his open beak allowed a few more breathy whines to escape. Hyvan still couldn’t bring himself to resist but also no longer had any desire to either. The snake’s control over his mind also made his entire body much more sensitive to stimulation, making it extremely enjoyable to allow himself to be teased and toyed with. But once Ahab pulled his fingers free again, this time leaving the bird’s ass wet enough for use as well, he felt his throat get dry with nervous anticipation.
Ahab used his free hand to guide his lengths to the right spots, lining one up under Hyvan’s tailfeathers while the other was lined up right at the entrance of the bird’s slit. Ahab rocked his hips against Hyvan and the bird mirrored him on instinct, helping to make Ahab stiffen up and letting each emerging inch slip right into Hyvan’s body. As the girth of two dicks began to stretch him open, it took a little more effort to get them both in fully, but Hyvan’s body easily adjusted to take it.
After several long minutes, Ahab’s cocks had fully emerged and hardened, already sporting the beginning bulges of knots swelling. The thrill of the moment coupled with the bird’s heat in the air made it hard to hold back, but he didn’t plan on doing so anyway. The intense warmth of the bird’s insides was more than welcoming and the extreme sensation forced Hyvan’s inner walls to continuously tense and massage the snake’s dicks, making it all too easy to stay inside.
Ahab released Hyvan’s wrists, giving Hyvan the perfect opportunity to try and mount some sort of resistance. Instead, his hands went right to Ahab’s shoulders, holding onto him tightly and making it known that he didn’t plan on going anywhere, even if he could somehow free himself from the coils that kept him contained. Ahab held onto his waist and made sure he had a good grip as well, then pulled the bird down to hilt his dicks.
The snake went right into a steady rhythm, using the bird’s body like a toy rather than treating him like a living being that needed a little more of a gentle touch. Hyvan became a moaning mess immediately, burying his face against Hyvan’s chest and making his head crest flare up slightly out of excitement. The snake’s thick cocks buried themselves deep inside of him and pressed against his inner walls, filling both ends tightly enough for Ahab to feel his other dick on either side of the fleshy barrier separating them inside of Hyvan’s body.
The burning heat within Hyvan only grew more intense, leaving a wet mess of natural fluid between their hips as Ahab easily breached his deepest regions with every thrust. The slapping of scaled skin against a feathered underside was dramatically canceled out by Hyvan’s needy moans and Ahab’s satisfied grunts. Even with his eyes closed out of overstimulation, Hyvan could still see the golden flashes that controlled his mind and felt their influence on his brain, keeping him under Ahab’s spell as he felt himself being taken advantage of.
With Hyvan’s insides continuously tensing around him, Ahab knew the boy’s body was trying its best to coax a mess out of him. The bird’s heat was mixed with his forced compliance, making it impossible to resist Ahab’s own urge to give the cockatoo exactly what he needed. The boy’s holes were already dripping with the snake’s pre that had leaked out, showing that a proper plug would be necessary if he wanted to keep his essence stuck inside of the small bird’s fragile body.
Keeping his grip firm on Hyvan’s hips, Ahab pressed his now fully-swollen knots against the boy’s body. He grunted with obvious force as Hyvan let out a stuttering moan, barely able to contain himself as he felt himself being stretched to fit the inflamed bulbs. Suddenly, Hyvan’s body gave way and the knots popped in, making Hyvan’s insides dramatically constrict the thick cocks and making Ahab shudder as he felt himself get pushed over the edge.
Ahab unleashed every drop of what he had stored inside of him. Spurt after spurt filled Hyvan’s body, being plugged in place with his knots to cause Hyvan’s stomach to swell as he was forced to keep it all inside of him. His heat demanded that a dominant, worthy male mated him, and the snake had forced himself into that role. Hyvan felt his guts get filled more and more with each strong flex of the snake’s dicks, pumping him to maximum capacity within seconds. All he could do was tremble around Ahab’s dicks and lose himself to the intense pleasure of it, knowing that he’d been officially marked and claimed by the larger male.
“I was going to just eat you whole,” Ahab admitted as he stroked the side of Hyvan’s face, “but I think you’d make a much better toy than a meal. For now, at least.”
“T-thank you, sir,” Hyvan struggled to speak, feeling both knots still flexing inside of him.
It’d been a long while since Ahab had the chance to unload himself inside of someone able to handle all of him, and even longer since he’d been able to enjoy breeding a body that fit around him so perfectly. He didn’t know how long it’d last, but he fully intended on doing anything and everything that he wanted to Hyvan. But first, he still had to make sure the bird’s heat was fully taken care of with the help of a few more virile loads to flood his guts.