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It was a normal day in the office – or at least everyone else thought it was. For Telamon, everything felt wrong. The way their robes clung to their body, the scent of musk encircling them, the everlasting warmth that spread throughout their veins. It was that time of the year again. If Telamon would’ve known, they would’ve called off of work for the week. Unfortunately, they didn’t, so now they were trudging through the office trying not to stick their cock into the first thing they came across that was even somewhat heated.
Telamon’s senses were heightened, causing them to react to even the quietest of sounds, their wings puffing up whenever someone brushed by them. Eventually it became too much for them and they booked it to the breakroom. It was mostly empty save for the occasional walk in for a drink from the watercooler. Telamon leaned on the counter, claws digging into the marble slab as their dick throbbed beneath their attire.
They let out shaky, shallow breaths, their heart beating so fast it was threatening to burst out of their chest. Telamon was sweating bullets, their robes becoming clammy and uncomfortable, fueling the urge to just rip them off where they stood. Before Telamon could entertain the idea of doing something so ludicrous, a firm hand placed itself on his arm. Heat blossomed from the touch, spreading through their entire body then all rushing to their dick.
“You alright there? Lookin’ a little flush.” Ah, it was Builderman. He was one of Telamon’s shorter companions, even without taking their own staggering height into consideration; the other’s small stature had Telamon towering over him. Normally, Telamon would’ve laughed at the idea of them being in any sort of unease or discomfort, but right now, Telamon wasn’t in any state to be making such jokes. All of their instincts told them to bend Builder over the counter and fuck him silly, fill him full of their clutch, and make him carry all of the chicks to term. Breeding the man until his stomach threatened to burst from the sheer amount of eggs inside, using him as an incubator for their spawn.
The thought of Builder filled to the brim only further aroused The Great Telamon, their cock standing at full attention. The tent that formed beneath their robes made it painfully obvious of their dilemma, a wet spot as well forming from the amount of pre-cum beading from his tip. The amount of blood rushing down south almost made Telamon forget they were asked a question.
“Telamon hast never been better, there is nay needeth to worry.” Telamon barely managed to crack out a sentence, his voice breathy and wavering. Unfortunately for Telamon, Builderman wasn’t naive, and he easily saw through their lies. “Oh really? And nothin’s bothering you at all?” Seeing Telamon shift, Buildeman took that as an invitation to get closer to the god. His hand slid from where it sat, up their arm and around Telamon’s back, nestling safely in the space between their wings.
Telamon shivered, the warmth from the other’s palm was allconsuming, to the point they couldn’t think about anything else. Telamon’s wings accentuated outwards, some loose feathers fluttering off in the process. “Well, that ain’t good. When’s the last time ya preened yerself?” Builder didn’t allow Telamon to answer before getting behind them, using both hands to outstretch one of Telamon’s wings, rubbing over it and grazing through feathers. Telamon was going absolutely haywire, their wing sensitivity off the charts because of their heat. Builderman was teasing them, basically begging to be put in his place – no one, and absolutely nobody, was going to mock The Telamon and get away with it.
In one, swift motion, the roles were reversed. Telamon had quickly reached behind themself and grabbed Builder’s wrist, pulling him forward and shoving him against the counter. Builderman grunted as the edge of the counter dug into his abdomen, his arm also being bent backwards in an awkward position. Before he could make any more snarky remarks, he could feel Telamon’s ‘not-so-little’ issue pressing into his rear end.
“Telamon doest not enjoy how thou art behaves.. Perhaps thee needeth to beest taught a lesson?” Builder could feel Telamon’s hardness grinding against his ass, its size immense, especially compared to his smaller body. The thin cloth of Telamon’s robes did nothing to shield the erection threatening to dig into Builderman at any given opportunity. “Here? And if someone were to walk in?” Even whilst being pinned down, he somehow managed to act like he was superior. Alas, he was correct, as much as Telamon would enjoy having someone walk into Builder being absolutely ravaged, they would much prefer their coupling to be private and sensual.
Looking around to make sure there was nobody in their immediate vicinity, Telamon opened up one of their fire ring portals to Builderman’s office. Telamon released their grip on Builder’s arm, instead scooping him up in their arms and carrying him through the portal, finding the act incredibly easy considering their size difference. Once they stepped through, the fire ring unlit and the portal closed, leaving Telamon and Builder in the tranquility of their own privacy.
“Is this more adequate for mine own beloved?” Builderman only nodded, planting a light kiss to Telamon’s jaw. Telamon sat Builder down on his desk, his legs dangling over the side, not quite tall enough to reach the floor. Telamon quickly enclosed the distance between them, getting into Builderman’s personal space, and slotting himself in between Builder’s thighs. Telamon dove down directly into Builderman’s lips, as if trying to consume him mouth first. The other decided to continue on his bratty act, keeping his lips sealed and preventing Telamon from any further access. Telamon, seeing this as a challenge, bit down on Builder’s bottom lip, causing him to let out a yelp. Taking the opportunity, Telamon shoved their long, slimy tongue down Builder’s throat as soon as his lips parted.
Builderman groaned into Telamon’s mouth, eyes rolling back as his mouth was invaded. Telamon unzipped Builder’s jacket, sliding it over his shoulders before pawing at his fat, boob-like chest. They felt up his breasts, enjoying the way Builderman reacted under them, squirming and whining with every squeeze. Telamon pulled away from Builder, their tongue still resting in his mouth next to the other’s before fully removing the muscle and putting it back in their own mouth, their hands still resting on Builderman’s chest.
Builder slumped forward, tongue hanging loose outside of his mouth and panting like an exasperated dog. Telamon let go of one of his tits, using their now free hand to cup Builderman’s cheek, tilting it up so he could look at them directly. “Such a quaint being, and for Telamon’s viewing only.” Builder only whimpered as a response, his dick also painfully hard in his own pants – Telamon grinning like a madman once they noticed.
As much as Telamon wanted to continue fondling Builderman’s wonderful mound, they wanted to see every expression he made. So, Telamon reluctantly tore away their other hand from Builder’s chest, moving it instead to his crotch. They scooped up Builder’s pelvis, palm cradling his balls and thumb going over his clothed tip, rubbing circles over the center of the damp bulge.
Builderman let out a gasp, trying to squeeze his thighs together but being stopped by the large, muscular body between them. Builder pathetically held onto Telamon’s forearms, a sorry attempt at prying them away. Telamon chuckled at that, seeing their mate in such a state had Telamon absolutely reeling. Telamon took their hand off of Builderman’s privates and sent it up to his hair, pulling out his hair tie and letting Builderman’s shag fall out. Builder felt his hair tickle his skin, strands falling over his face before Telamon pushed a lock behind his ear.
Telamon moved both of their hands to Builderman’s sides, turning him over so he’d be on his knees and elbows. He whined as Telamon hooked a claw on the waistband of his jeans, tugging them down until they fell off and pooled onto the office floor. Next were his underwear, Telamon dragged their talon along Builder’s spines, stopping when it got to the elastic of his boxers. They pressed down a little harder, just enough to tear through the fabric. Telamon only got about a third way through before Builderman let out a, “Don’t.” Cute, he thought he was the one to make demands in this situation.
Telamon swiftly tore the rest of Builder’s underwear in half, ripping it quite easily. Builderman barked something out, but Telamon was too focused on tearing off the rest of the undergarment, the stretchy fabric breaking into pieces and falling onto the desk and floor. Telamon quickly grabbed the globes of Builder’s ass, pulling the mounds apart so they could see his hole, feeling the squishy flesh between their fingers. It was grey and stretched because of how they were pulling away his asscheeks; it puckered when Telamon rubbed over it with their thumb.
Builderman hated how he was being teased so he tried to scoot away from Telamon’s firm grasp, only seeming to shake his ass to further entice Telamon. “What lewd behavior from someone Telamon once bethought so highly of, oh how the mighty have fallen.” Builderman grumbled before letting out a yelp, feeling a rough, moist tendril slide against his asshole. Builder moaned as Telamon prodded his tight hole with their tongue, the tip going in circles around the entrance.
Once Builderman’s cavern relaxed, Telamon wasted no time and immediately shot their tongue into the wet tunnel. He clenched around the muscle, groaning whenever Telamon pushed in deeper. Builderman weakly clawed the wood of his desk, trying to grab onto anything to keep himself stable. His dick stood erect against stomach, precum smearing over his abdomen as it begged for attention.
Telamon decided that when Builder’s hole finally relinquished its vice grip, he was loose enough to properly fuck. They slid their tongue out of Builderman’s butt, saliva dribbling out of the lax channel and dripping down the crack of his ass. The thickness of Telamon’s tongue was about the same size as two fingers, so any further preparation wasn’t really necessary. Besides – Builder liked it rough.
Telamon hurriedly fumbled with their belt buckle, almost tearing the leather in the process. They didn't even bother taking it out of the loops and simply just let the ends hang off where they dangled. As soon as their belt was no longer in the way, Telamon instantly opened up their robes, letting their hard-on rest on the crease of Builderman’s rear end.
They rubbed their cock between Builder’s ass cheeks, giving them one final squeeze before grabbing the underneath of Builderman’s knees. Telamon effortlessly picked the other up, Builder’s back pressing firm against Telamon’s chest, his knees next to his shoulders. Even with their strength, Builderman wrapped his arms back around Telamon’s neck in a means to stabilize himself.
Builder’s asshole puckered as it made contact with the head of Telamon’s ovipositor, the tip digging into the entrance. Builderman groaned as Telamon’s dick slowly started pushing inside, it was so impossibly large and way bigger than anything he had ever taken in his life. The stretch burned, but in a way that had Builder begging for more. The clamp Builderman’s ass had on Telamon’s cock was absolutely divine, the way it fluttered as it tried to adjust to their massive size had Telamon giddy.
Telamon inserted their shaft inch by inch, getting a little less than halfway in before Builder started running his mouth again. “Is that.. huff.. all you got..? I thought the…nghh- Great Telamon was.. stronger than this… C’mon, show me what you’re made of..” Builderman emphasized his point by intentionally clenching down on Telamon, giving them just the right incentive to go hard on his ass.
Who was Telamon to refuse such a request? Especially when Builder asked so directly, it would only be fair for Telamon to accept their mate’s wishes. With that, Telamon dropped Builderman, not enough to have him fall, but instead enough to fully sheathe their dick inside Builder. Builderman’s eyes shot open and he let out a loud, wanton moan as he was forced to take all 45 centimeters.
Builder almost came on the spot, feeling completely full of Telamon’s length. Telamon had been holding back so much, trying to make their mating more gentle and ‘romantic’; but if that’s what Builderman wanted, he’d get it. Telamon hooked their forearm under Builder’s legs and kept the other on his shoulder, roughly bouncing him up and down on their cock and making him take its entirety every time.
Builderman couldn’t even think straight with how his ass was being used like a fleshlight, the angle making Telamon’s dick go impossibly deep. He knew Telamon was going to be big but he didn’t expect them to be fucking huge, Builder didn’t even know it was physically possible to have something so far inside without it being borderline deadly. In all honesty, Builderman wasn’t all that surprised when he looked down and saw a giant bulge in his stomach – and truth be told, it only turned him on further.
“Thee feel so warm and did wet, thee'll beest perfect for carrying his and Telamon’s spawn.” Builder hadn’t even processed what Telamon had said and only nodded in agreement, all his blood leaving his brain and heading down south. Builderman began to feel dizzy and lightheaded, causing him to let his head fall back on Telamon’s shoulder, giving them full access to his neck.
Telamon saw the opportunity and bore down on Builder’s neck, easily breaking skin and sinking their teeth into his trapezius. Builderman let out a scream that almost sounded painful if it weren’t for the way he clenched around Telamon. Blood poured into Telamon’s mouth, the excess running down Builder’s chest. They savoured the coppery taste of it, the red liquid staining their teeth.
All the sensations made Builderman’s brain go haywire, leaving him at the edge of an orgasm. He could feel the tip of his cock overflowing with pre-cum, his shaft practically shaking with anticipation. Builder felt the hand Telamon wasn’t using to carry him wrap around his dick and slowly start to stroke it, making Builderman hump into their palm.
Builder was so close to coming, he could feel the heat beginning to pool in his loins. As soon as Builderman thought he was about to spill over the edge, Telamon gripped their hand hard enough to squish his cock, ruining his orgasm. Builder desperately tried to rut against Telamon and got absolutely nowhere, he almost felt like crying, he was so close!
Builderman whined as Telamon took their hand off of his neglected shaft, leaning forward to grab something off his desk and preemptively angling their dick further in him. Before Builder could get a good look at what Telamon had grabbed, he felt something tight begin to wrap around his aching cock. Builderman tried to look down to see what Telamon did to his shaft but couldn’t see the base of his dick from over his stomach.
Once Telamon’s hand was free, they grabbed Builder’s writ and guided it to the edge of the desk. “Shall thee holdeth on for Telamon?” Weakly, Builderman held onto the desk with both hands as Telamon moved theirs to Builder’s waist. Telamon lifted up Builderman’s hips and went back to driving into him, angling him in a way that had him seeing stars. The way Telamon’s shaft was positioned, they were completely crushing Builder’s prostate with each thrust.
Builderman’s eyes rolled to the back of his skull and he was almost certain he could see his brain. His cock started to burn from how much relief it was denied, still violently erect against his belly. Builder began to buck back into Telamon’s thrusts in a last stitch effort to try and fuck an orgasm out of himself, both of their compined movement rocking the desk.
“Telamon.. I need to..to…” “Wend on. Use thy words.” Telamon didn’t cease their movement, only slowed them so Builderman could at least get a sentence out. “Need to cum… need it..” Telamon grinned and sped back up their thrusts. “And the magic word?” Builder grumbled in annoyance as a response, refusing to plead so easily. Seeing that Builderman still wanted to act defiantly, Telamon pushed Builder’s hips down and pulled their member out just enough for the tip to rest on his sweet spot – right before ramming back in directly on his prostate.
Builderman cried out and his mouth turned into an ‘o’ shape, saliva pouring out of it. Builder’s eyes became lidded and his tongue fell limply out from the space between his lips, he felt like an animal in heat because the only thing he could process to feel was the burning throb from between his legs. His cock felt like it was about to explode, if Builderman didn’t come in the next 2 minutes, he was sure his dick would just straight up fall off.
“Telamon..! I really need to..” “Go on.” “Ohh.. Please, Telamon. Please, I need to cum. Please let me cum.. Please,please,please…” Builder was just babbling at that point, begging to be released like his life depended on it. Telamon’s hips stuttered for a moment before pulling out slightly and returning Builder’s hips to their original position. They once more grabbed something off of the desk, and Builder saw what it was that time. Telamon retrieved Builderman’s stained coffee cup from earlier this morning, it fortunately being empty of its caffeinated beverage.
Builder just saw Telamon move the ceramic mug to the underside of his torso, the cold cup striking against his flushed skin. Builderman moaned as Telamon pulled out more, almost a third of the way before one of their talons found its way to the hair tie around his shaft. Telamon thrusted all the way back in, going straight to the hilt, while simultaneously snapping off the band around Builder’s member.
Builderman started crying from how good it felt, his climax crashing over him like a wave and tears running down his face. Come shot out of Builder’s dick and spilled into the mug, the white goop sticking to the porcelain. He couldn’t help but to push back in a means to fuck himself on Telamon’s prick, too blissed out to realize it was getting bigger. It felt like an eternity before Builderman’s orgasm finally started to diminish, semen still dripping from his cock but not spewing out like before.
Once the leaking from Builder’s dick became scarce, Telamon took the cup away from where it was capturing his come. Builderman flinched slightly as a cool, glassy material made contact with his face. He looked down to see the rim of the mug pressing against his lips, the bottom of it slowly being tilted upwards and the slimy goo getting closer to his mouth.
Builder didn’t bother fighting it and simply let the come fall onto his tongue. It was salty and bitter, almost tasting of sweat. When it slid to the back of his throat, Builderman made the decision that he didn’t want to choke on his own sperm and swallowed whatever made it into his mouth. More and more slid down his gullet and he struggled to keep up with the amount, gagging and coughing out some of it, causing some to fall out the sides of his mouth.
Telamon set the cup down on its original place on the desk and focused their attention back onto Builder. They could feel the eggs inside them getting ready to come out and Telamon wanted to make sure that their children were nice and comfortable in their new mother. Builderman groaned as he was turned around and his back was placed firmly on the desk. He instinctively wrapped his legs around Telamon’s torso, keeping their warm bodies close to one another.
Builder moaned as he felt the base of Telamon’s cock getting wider, his asshole struggling to take in the bulge. Telamon continued the pace of their thrusts, whatever was inside his dick was sliding further up and kept trying to force its way inside Builderman’s ass. The relentless pounding was beginning to make Builder believe his asshole was going to start bruising from how hard the lump was slamming against it.
Seeing that aimlessly thrusting wasn’t going to get it through, Telamon changed from reckless bucking to hard grinds. Builderman began panting as his ass stretched around the bulge to try to fit it inside. Builder gasped as the lump slowly pushed through the tight barrier, the clenching of his hole only further enticing it. When it finally slipped through, Builderman thought he was going to tear, it was too big and far too much.
Builder roughly held onto Telamon’s arms, one of them quickly tapping the other to try to get them to either stop or slow down. “T– gasp Telamon, I c..can’t. It won’t-” Telamon shut him up by intertwining their mouths together, easily mingling their tongue with Builderman’s. The taste of Builder’s semen still lingered and Telamon groaned at the marvelous taste.
Builderman could feel the bulge getting further up Telamon’s shaft and reach the tip, beginning to come out. He could only let out a muffled whimper as something squishy and wet slid out of Telamon and into him. It was probably the size of a child’s fist, and he was pretty sure he could see it moving around in his stomach.
Telamon pulled away from Builder, a strand of saliva still connecting their lips. Builderman’s breath came out in heavy, shallow gasps and he couldn’t think straight. The wind was almost knocked out of him as Telamon went back to thrusting. “One down, five more eggs to go. Telamon believes in thee.” Five more eggs? Five more entire eggs..? Before Builder could voice his concerns, he felt another egg begin to show.
The new egg made its way through the ovipositor much faster than the one before, already catching on his hole. Instead of the slow grinding, Telamon opted in fucking the egg into Builderman’s ass. Builder whined as the bulge hit his sensitive asshole repeatedly, he almost started crying again before the lump finally went through.
Before he could even process the second egg currently in him, another was already on its way. As soon as the third began pressing against his ass, a fourth had slipped out from the base. Fortunately, his hole was stretched enough to just let it through and there was little to no resistance. The rest of the eggs poured into his ass and Builderman could physically see how much larger his belly got.
Builder was just glad it was over, or at least he thought it was because soon after the last egg nestled inside his stomach, Telamon’s semen flooded into him. Telamon thrusts slowed to more of a rut, lazily humping Builderman to fuck out the rest of their sperm. The slow drag of Telamon’s cock was somehow more than enough to lead Builder onto another orgasm, nothing coming out of his spent cock because of how much he came earlier but still feeling the shocks of a climax. The spasming from Builderman’s orgasm was enough to coax out the rest of Telamon’s cum, milking them for all their hot seed.
Once Telamon’s orgasm settled down, they pulled out their deflating shaft. Builder’s legs fell limp as white goop spilled out from his twitching asshole, a string of it still attaching him to Telamon’s unsheathed dick until it broke. Another glob dibbled out of his battered and abused hole as an egg began sliding out, but before it could, Telamon scooped it up with their claw-like fingers and pushed it, and the egg, back inside.
Before anything else could spill out, Telamon kneeled down to pick up Builderman’s previously discarded pants; it took a couple of tries but after a moment they were able to get his jeans back on. They unfortunately couldn’t buckle it up but at least no more of their spawn would fall out. Telamon haphazardly wiped off their cock on their robes, not caring about staining them, and wrapped them back in place.
Telamon focused their attention back onto Builder, gently picking him up from under his knees and back. Builderman curled into their chest and lightly whimpered as the eggs knocked around inside him. Telamon walked around the desk, every step making Builder let out a quiet sob before Telamon sat down on his swivel chair; luckily it was much bigger than Builderman so Telamon could mostly fit in it.
Builder looked down at his overly round stomach, it looked like he was on a second, or even third, pregnancy trimester. The stretch of skin ached and he was certain they’d leave marks, speaking of, he was pretty sure Telamon had bit him earlier – he’d have to disinfect that at some point. Builderman was sore all over, and the tiniest movements hurt; he couldn’t help but shiver as a large breeze blew out from the air conditioning unit. The shudder clearly notified Telamon of something, seeing as they cradled him closer to their own body and puffed out their wings to drape over him like a blanket.
Builder couldn’t help but notice how unkempt Telamon’s wings were, he wasn’t joking earlier when he said that they needed preening. Almost instinctively, Builderman began smoothing out feathers and pulling out the loose ones. He barely even noticed the soft trills coming from Telamon if it weren’t for the fact he was pressed right against them. Builder flinched when a hand came down to rest on his belly, soon calming as Telamon began rubbing circles soothingly around his stuffed tummy.
Telamon peppered kisses to Builderman’s flushed skin, starting from the edge of his eyelid down to the blade of his shoulder, before going back up and spreading small pecks around his eyes and cheeks. Builder almost fell asleep right then and there before the eggs in his stomach adjusted themselves, reminding him of their existence. “Say, how long are these gonna be in me for?” “Telamon estimates three weeks.”
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“What.”