Spike already knew what he wanted. That sense of being full in his ass that massaged his prostate that no toy could was being replaced by an empty feeling. And while the still warm semen that pooled underneath his tale felt nice, was still left blue-balled from not being able to get off. And yet… he was so close. Yes, it was intense. Yes, the thrusting nearly became overwhelming but…

“I want you to top,” Spike told them, “I wouldn’t mind if all of you did just… Don’t go as big or as thick as Thorax did.”

Parslee smirked, glancing around at the other concubines who shared a similar look that seemed to say, Sweet! We have another cum dump tonight! Spike could even feel the tip of Parslee’s cock teasing at his already loosen entrance.

“W-Wait, before you do anything,” Spike said rolling over. For a moment, Spike was amazed that despite having taken a dick in his ass that he was still able to move at all. In a moment, he got on his knees and bend forward to where his chest was on the mossy bed, his arms wrapped around the pillow, and his ass presented. His scaly tale moved aside to show Thorax’s cum start to run downwards his cock.

Oreg whistled, “Damn, if only one of us were a photographer. This here is just beautiful!”

“And I’m going first,” Parslee placed a hoof on Spike’s ass cheek. “So, Sir Spike, do you have any particular species in mind?”

Looking over at Thorax where Corian (still in deer form) was jackhammering away, and hearing how much his friend is just in total bliss, he decided to take a gamble. “Surprise me,” Spike said, laying his head on the pillow.

“Oh! Harem’s choice,” Dill rubbed his hooves excitedly. “This is gonna be fun.”

Parslee looked down at the dragon, presenting himself in the doggy position where it gave him an idea. A flash of green fire later, and Parslee instantly transformed himself into a Diamond Dog. A friendly black Labrador-like face, complete with a fit but sleek build, and between his legs (although he had to adjust it somewhat) was a bright red dick that had a tapered head and a bulbous knot at the base. Of course, Parslee made it so that the widest wouldn’t be anything Spike couldn’t handle.

Since there wasn’t a need to lube up, Parslee lined himself up to Spike’s hole and pushed in. Underneath him, Spike let out a happily relived groan where a smile crept on his face. “I’m impressed, Sir Spike,” Parslee complemented, pushing himself in but stopped by the knot. “For someone who just took Thorax’s dick, you’re still wonderfully snug.”

Spike let out a laugh, “Must be a dragon thing.”

“You know what? Hang on a moment,” Clov went around to face Spike, where upon sitting on his hunches, he transformed himself into a dragon where Spike’s jaw dropped. Before him was a pink drake with red-hot spines that Spike could swear was molded to form a god. From the seductive smirk to the smooth scales that cascade over his muscular body, and even down to what was right in front of him was memorizing. Red as a red-hot candy with the scent of musk and cinnamon, Clov’s penis seemed to match Spike’s unique member with a drop of pre just peeking out from the very tip. “Found something you like?” Clov asked.

“…. Holy shit.”

The concubines laughed, “I’ll let you in on a little secret,” Clov said, craning his neck down to Spike’s ear and whispered, “This, is his Majesty’s favorite form to be fucked by.”

All Spike could let out was a “A-Ahh!” As Parslee began thrusting.

Clov grasped his cock and held it in front of Spike’s face, “Ever tasted one of these before? Go ahead, just mind the teeth.”

Even though Spike never had given a blowjob to anyone before, he found it enticing enough to open his maw to taste the tip. While his prostate was being massaged from the rear, feeling Parslee’s weight on his back and his arms wrapping him, Spike indulged with the fleshy, warm, smooth member he was tasting. As much as he wanted more, his reptile tongue had to lick it around and around to lubricate. He wondered if the Changeling could make his cock be tasted in a certain way, because to him in a surreal way, it was like licking on a hay-bacon lollypop that had a mix of spices, brown sugar, and that salty pre that just highlighted the taste. Not only was his tongue more than happy to lick it all around, but it encouraged him to move his mouth further in.

“That’s it…” Clov purred, his claws cupping Spike’s cheeks. “Take your time, enjoy.”

Meanwhile, Corian had hilted himself as deep into Thorax and had pumped a load into him. During Corian’s orgasm, Thorax looked over to Spike to see him getting spit-roasted. Parslee humped away while Clov was relaxing into bliss from getting blown. A smile came across Thorax’s face that his friend was enjoying himself. By the time Corian dismounted, he asked Cinn if he would like to be sucked by him.

Parslee could feel that Spike was getting close. As much as he would love to push the knot in this already wet and wonderfully warm hole, Spike still hadn’t come yet. And even if he and the other concubines couldn’t sense it, Spike was making a good deal of noise. Although his mouth was being filled by Clov, the muffled moans and gasps were very noticeable. They can see him shutting his eyes as Parslee sped up a little that his stifled cries for release got louder. He was just about there but not quite.

An idea came to Parslee so he turned to Oreg, lifting a free paw for a moment, and he made the sign to jerk him off. Getting the hint, Oreg changed himself into a golden sphinx with silvery wings, a Southern Equestrian head dress, and most important of all, fluffy paws. He got down underneath Spike where he saw the twitching cock where the round barbs were pulsating. Licking his lips, Oreg took hold of that warm dragon member, rubbing it up and down to give it a gentle squeeze.

They could all feel it, Spike was almost there. So Parslee with all his might thrusted as hard as he could to get the knot into Spike’s wonderful ass. Underneath him, Spike squealed, and when all of Parslee’s dick was full inside with a wet Pop!, Spike screamed around Clov’s cock. His climax was almost like a religious experience as every shot after a blissful shot was wonderfully mind-numbing. At the same time, he felt Parslee was cumming too, and with every twitch of that knot was like an electric shock that didn’t hurt but added to his intense orgasm. Below him, Oreg jerked Spike away while having his mouth open to catch each rope of his freshly hot seed.

And just when Spike was coming down from his intense high, mercifully, Parslee and Oreg stopped. After something like that, he felt he needed a breather, so he pulled himself off from Clov.

“You okay down there?” Clov asked, rubbing the back of his head.

Spike panted. He felt Parslee’s cock twist from the inside. Looking over his shoulder, he saw Parslee turn himself over while they were tied so they were ass to ass. He could feel more of that lovely warmth being pooled inside of him as he felt every pulse from that knot. “I’m fine just… wow that was intense. Just let me breathe for a minute.”

“Heh, sensitive?” Dill smirked. He had been quiet up until now. Spike didn’t notice that he, Cay, and Basi were masturbating while all this was going on.

After some deep breaths, Spike glanced over to Thorax, whose mouth was on Cinn’s member. “How can you have the energy to orgy with all of these guys in one night?”

Thorax pulled away from Cinn’s cock. “The key is not to go at it all at once. Of course, you can’t satisfy everyone at once. But just take your time, and just enjoy yourself.” He then sank back to blowing Cinn, a pleased humming coming from him as he bobbed his head.

“Let’s give this guy a break for a second,” Parslee said, transforming back to his Changeling form and was able to slip out of Spike. No sooner had he withdrawn, than a viscous trail of cum dripped out of the dragon’s hole. “I must say, Sir Spike,” Parslee playfully slapped Spike’s rear-end, “for being your first orgy, you’re taking this like a champ.”

“Thanks,” Spike turned to Clov’s still throbbing cock. And without saying a word, he went back to sucking it.

“While we’re giving him a minute, whose up next?” Parslee asked.

“That would be me,” Oreg said, “but I prefer to be under him if you don’t mind. Maybe have this slip into me-”

Spike pulled his mouth out but stroked Clov’s dick. “Um, actually… do you guys mind if I top last?” This got everyone’s attention, including Thorax. “I mean… as fun as being on the bottom is, I wanna save my first experience topping for last for… Well, for Thorax. If that’s okay with you.”

“Oh…” Thorax blinked. “Yeah, I’m okay with that but… do you want to do it now or…”

“I still got all of these fine cocks, don’t I?” Spike smirked. “Wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t let any of them-”

“A-Ah…” Clov grabs hold of Spike’s head. His dragon member was throbbing, he said, “Spike wait, I’m gonna-”

“Duty calls,” Spike returned his maw to sink it back as far back in his throat as he could get it.

He felt the member twitch and flared a little when overhead he heard Clov cry out, “Ah yeahhh!” when Spike felt the first spurt of cum taste on his tongue. A salty-sweet spurt of freshly hot spunk that came in spurts. And Spike was all too happy to drink it as soon as it came in his mouth. It was an almost creamy series of shots that he would be glad to drink gallons of if given the chance. The only disappointing moment was when Clov’s spirits had subsided and he was forced to pull out.

“This is probably the gayest thing I’ve ever said,” Spike smirked, looking up at Clov, “But your cum was fucking delicious.”

“You’re welcome,” Clov laughed, “and don’t worry, there’s more where that came from. Oreg, do you want his mouth? It’s to die for.”

“I’ll keep myself entertained down here.” Oreg moved himself to where his lower half was pressed up with Spike’s. Hip to hip. And with his paws, he grabbed not only Spike’s penis but his as well to be pressed up together and slowly rubbed them.

“That would mean I would go next,” Cay said, transforming himself into a golden griffon. In body type, it reminded Spike of the Captain of the Guard, Gallus. Someone who isn’t too skinny nor overly buff but… fit was the closest word to it. Between slim and muscular, and as Spike immediately noticed, had a cock that was truly unique. It had the barbed head of a feline the spikes were soften and a knot at the base that wasn’t too wide to be intimidating. “I’ll take his mouth if you want his leaky ass, Dill.”

“Don’t mind if I do,” walked around to where Spike was presenting his cum-filled hole. He glanced down where Oreg was frotting Spike underneath and at Cay who was taking Clov’s place. Deciding that perhaps he should go easy on the dragon, Dill chose the form of a stag. It wasn’t just because he liked the form, he did because the male genitalia would be easier on Spike. A simply fleshy rod that wouldn’t overstimulate him too soon but still easy to push in without resistance.

In front of Spike, Clov stepped aside for Cay. “You want more?” Cay asked, his voice low and commanding despite being so quiet. He gripped the Griffon's cock to line up at Spike’s maw, “Open wide, slut.” And Spike obeyed, feeling the dragon take him inside willingly. To have his tongue explore around his prickly head, his smooth shaft and tease the knots without taking them in. Cay wasn’t sure if Spike might have been hesitant to blow him with this dick as he could very easily use his imagination to replace it with something else, but he wasn’t complaining now.

From behind, Dill took a moment to line up before pushing inside. The slick tunnel from the last few cream pies only added to both the near-firry warmth of the dragon and the soft interior as well. In one push, he managed to slip it all in with no resistance. He didn’t say it out loud, but despite having his hole been used already, he somehow has the tightness of a virgin. Spike’s hips leaned back, urging him to start. Dill smiled and only happily obliged to start his thrusting.

Meanwhile, Cay rested a claw on Spike’s head. He felt Spike’s tongue explore his throbbing cock. To let it feel every bulb and vain, from the leaky tip down to the base, he was amazed at how flexible it was while being sucked. “You sure you haven’t done this before?” he turned over to Clov, “He could easily pass as a concubine.”

“I know, right!” Clov nodded. “He’s been taking all this in like a champ.

“That’s what I said,” Parslee pointed out. He looked over to Corian. “Though seriously? Can we keep this guy? He’s fantastic.”

“C’mon Parslee, you know the rules.” Corian shook his head, “Only Changelings could be in His Majesty’s harem. Just remember he’s a guest.”

“O-Ooh…” Oreg moaned from underneath Spike. “I-I’m almost there. Sir Spike, where do you want it?”

Spike took a moment to pull his maw out while jacking off Cay, he answered with a smirk. “Paint my ass with it.”

As quickly as he could, Oreg crawled out underneath Spike. Standing on his hindlegs next to Dill who was gaining a quicker pace, he furiously masturbated over him. It didn’t take him that long to reach his peak, yet before he let loose, he reached a paw over to envelope Dill in a deep kiss. Moaning into him, Oreg shot out a few ropes of viscous cum over Spike’s ass and his raised tail. It only lasted a few moments, and yet it left behind an incredibly hot sight of those scaly cheeks with freshly ejaculated cum coating them.

After breaking the kiss, Dill looked down at Spike’s ass and thrusts faster. “Oh, that’s hot…” He said, his cheeks burning red.

Cay’s claw cupped Spike’s chin while the dragon continued to lick him. It was then a thought came to mind. “You know what… I got an idea.” He looked over to Thorax, who at this point, Tarra and Anis were double penetrating him. “Your Majesty, everyone, stop for a moment. I have an idea.”

The orgy slowed down, and everyone turned him. “So who hasn’t had their turn yet?”

Carda, Dill, Basi, and Papri raised their hooves.

“Since it’s getting late, how about this? Let’s change things up a bit. How is everyling up for a train position?”

“Don’t we have enough lube for that?” Tarra asked.

Getting up, Cay went over to the other side of Spike where he teased a talon around the rim of his anus and Dill’s cock, and withdrew a gob of cum from it. “I figured that between Spike and His Highness, we should have plenty.”

Thorax lifted his head and smirked, “How about it, Spike?” he asked, waving his flank, “I think I should be lubed enough for you.”

Spike’s jaw hung loose, “Are you sure? Don’t you wanna top me again?”

“As tempting as that is, I think it’s about time you return the favor.” Thorax added with a smile, “It’s only fair that you get the chance to fuck my brains out too.”

“Fair as always, Your Majesty,” Papri laid his front half down, crossing his forelegs while raising his ass. “So if we’re doing this, I volunteer to be on the receiving end of the train.”

“And I can be between you and Thorax.” Carda nodded. “Then Spike on top of Thorax, of course. Which leaves Basi and Dill.”

Basi and Dill looked at one another, Basi blushed, “Well, I’ve already provided the lube, so how about you have Spike’s ass while I fuck you?”

“That reminds me,” Dill turned to Spike, “any particular form you want me to be?”

Spike thought about this for a moment, “Now that I think of it, can you turn into a zebra, and maybe… make cock just a little bit bigger? Just a little.”

Dill chuckled, “Gladly.” A moment later in a green flash, the musician transformed into a well-built zebra with a dark pillar between his hindlegs that slapped against his belly. “Big enough for ya?”

“Oh-ho-ho! You’re in for a real treat,” Thorax beamed.

It took a moment for the Changelings and dragon to prepare themselves for the final performance of the night. There was still plenty of “lube” between Spike and Thorax to coat the dicks and rears for the six of them, and it was clear that they couldn’t wait to plunge right in.

Papri, being on the bottom, waited for Carda to mount him first. Although Carda had to change himself to be a little taller to reach the right height, he was eager to sink his cock into him. He climbed on Papri’s presented ass and allowed himself to sink into his welcoming hole. When it popped in, Papri let out a satisfied moan. “Oh it’s been too long…” He sighed happily with Carda pushing himself deeper. Within a minute, Carda was fully inside him, his hips pressing up against his flank.

“Oh, I’m gonna enjoy this,” Carda laid on Papri’s back so he could reach back to his lubed-up hole to spread his cheeks apart. “I’m ready for you, my King. You know how I like it.”

Spike watched as Thorax changed his cock back to his original, behemoth size. He thought that surely, his friend wasn’t serious. Yes, the shortest changeling did change his size somewhat, but he still didn’t think there was no way that he was gonna try – but he was. Thorax reared up to mount Carda, and instantly Basi and Dill were under him to guide that fifth leg towards Carda’s hole. For a moment he was worried that Thorax was going to seriously hurt the guy when his friend started to push his crown forward. Carda shut his eyes tightly and grunted underneath the Changeling King.

“Dude, is he hurting you?” Spike asked.

Then to Spike’s surprise, not only did the crown slip inside; but Carda, with tears in his eyes yelled out just as it did: “FUCK! I’m good!” And instead of trying to get away from Thorax, he instead cradled his hips back towards the very thing that was making his asshole gape. “Oooh, I don’t know how long I’m gonna last with you inside me.”

“I can tell.” Thorax chuckled, “Are you ready for the rest of me.”

Carda enthusiastically nodded.

“Ha, lucky bitch,” Papri laughed under him.

“Oh what eve- aahhh!” He felt Thorax spreading his inner walls wider and going deeper. And when he felt that crown push up against his prostate he moaned out in a higher pitch. “Fuck yes…!”

Spike watched with amazement to see someone take Thorax’s dick up their ass. Even though he stopped at his medial ring, Carda underneath him looked as though he was in heaven. Thorax cranes his head around, “Alright, Spike.” He shifted his hindlegs a little wider to show his very lubed hole. “All abord.”

Up until tonight, Spike had been the cumdump for Thorax and his harem. Despite the orgasms he already had; despite feeling his legs being somewhat wobbly when he walked over; he was ready to top. One claw held his cock while the other groped his friend’s cheek, eyeing the used hole that leaked cum from a few concubines. He traced a talon over to slip it in and finding that not only was it super slick and warm, but his hole was gripping his finger firmly.

“I’m gonna go ahead and put it in,” Spike told him. “You ready?”

“By all means, go right ahead.”

Looking down, Spike guided his cock towards that welcoming hole and pushed in. While Thorax didn’t give any resistance, he was greeted with a different kind of pleasure that was certainly new. Masturbation, toys, and even a blow job have nothing on this. The soft, very wet walls, the lava-like heat, and the firm grasp around his member, as he let himself sink in, was an experience on a level unimaginable till now. The more he pushed deeper, the happier Thorax was with the happy groans and buzzing wings. By the time he hilted, Spike let out a blissful sigh. “Holy Hell, Thorax. I wish we did this a long time ago.”

Thorax laughed, “You’re telling me.” He smiled, “You feel amazing.”

“Mind if I cut in?”

Spike felt the fleshy ebony member of that hot dog between his cheeks. He could feel that Dill was not only a bit bigger, but he swears that it felt heavier somehow. While part of Spike was having second thoughts about taking that inside, the other wondered that since he already had been stuffed by other concubines maybe he could handle going a bit larger this time.

Nodding, he felt Dill move the tip underneath his tail. Being so loose, it didn’t take long for Dill to slip in. Yet even so it was still a tight fit, Spike thought that if it was any bigger, he probably would have stopped Dill there and then. But as it sank deeper and press up against his prostate, Spike did his best not to cum already. It was hard not to, but just when he felt that he couldn’t take it anymore, he felt Dill’s hips press up against him. He never felt so full and yet so wonderful in his life!

Dill looked over his shoulder over to Basi. With a smirk and a slap of his flank said, “Got another load in ya?”

“For you? Always.” Basi climbed on Dill’s back.

Spike felt not only the added weight but just when Basi had slipped into Dill’s ponut, he felt a noticeable twitch inside him. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw Dill closing his eyes in bliss while Basi bottomed out. Once he did, he cupped Dill’s cheek to kiss him deeply.

“Not gonna lie you guys,” Spike said, getting everyling’s attention. “As fucking hot as this is, I don’t know how much longer I can take.”

“Music to my ears,” Thorax moved his hips up towards Spike.

It didn’t take long for the six of them to not only move but create a rhythm among each other. Just when one pulled out, the other would trust in and vice-versa. The underground cavern was once again filling up with a symphony of grunts, moans, and pleas to go faster and harder. Slapping bodies and involuntary moans echoed, each trying to race towards that sloppy climax.

In the middle of all this, Spike was not only enjoying it, he was loving this. For every thrust Dill gave into his innermost, warm, wet depths; he did the same for Thorax to push as deep as he could go. It was an inscribable feeling of being empty and left out, to be full and enveloped, and back again. The pleasure-filled fog of sex clouded Spike’s mind as his animal side demanded one thing and one thing only – breed and be bred. He never wanted to cum so badly.

“C’mon Spike, do it.” Thorax begged just above a whisper. “I want it, fill me!”

Not that Spike, nor any of the concubines needed any more encouragement. While he wasn’t sure where they were at, Spike was trying to thrust as hard and as fast as he could muster to reach that sweet finish line. Building up his orgasm to fill up his best friend. From behind, he could feel that Dill’s crown was flaring up. In a way, Dill could sense how close Spike was because he pulled his dick out just enough to especially rub his flare right over his prostate.

Before Spike could say anything, Thorax thrust back against Spike just in time before he felt his dragon friend cum. Spike was screaming, his cock twitching hard and throbbing, letting out rope after rope of semen inside Thorax. And not too far behind, Thorax came as well, and so did Dill, Carda, Papri, and Basi. Together pressing up against one another, riding the tide wave of euphoria with some twitch thrusting here and there to let out the last spirts of semen.

Thorax, with the last bit of strength, was enough to have the entire stallion train tilt over to the side so no one would be crushed. Laying back down on the mossy bed panting, exhausted, yet satisfied. He craned his head over to Spike, “Hey… You okay?”

Spike nodded and kissed him.

Meanwhile, Corian and the remaining Changelings grabbed the rags and towels to clean them up.

It had been late in the night. By now the lanterns were dimming, and the harem were asleep. In the middle of the spring where the tiny, pleasure island with mossy beds, the changelings were all cuddled up together in a pile around Thorax and Spike. As tired out as he was, Spike was not quite asleep, and he could tell that neither was Thorax. Spooning him in an embrace from behind and his head resting beneath his chin, he saw that he was smiling.

“So…?” Thorax asked softly. “Did you enjoy your first time?”

“I mean… it was intense,” Spike answered, reaching over to caress Thorax’s cheek. “But you know what, I don’t regret it. I’m happy that I at least did it with you.”

“I never strike you to be the romantic type.” Thorax’s wings buzzed happily, “I like it.”

“You’re lucky, you know. That you have them.”

“Maybe… But that doesn’t mean that I want all of them to myself.”

“You mean…?”

“Why not? You can still drop by occasionally. I’d love to do this again when you can.”

“Thanks dude.” Spike smiled, “All in all, that was to die for.” He chuckled, “Everyone here was so damn good that if you got all the world’s leaders for an orgy with them, they might ensure world peace overnight.”

Thorax didn’t respond.

“Thorax?”

“Do you think they could?”

“Dude, I was joking.”

“I know…” Thorax chuckled. Then after a moment, he added, “But then again… it might not be such a bad idea.”

The End.

Author's Note

I know it's been a while since the last chapter, but at last, I finally got the chance to finish this. Better late than never, so hopefully you still enjoyed this.