You awake, a heart warming dream instantly forgotten as your cold, aching reality set in. Rolling to your right, you fight off every urge to fall onto your back and let the day pass by once again, burning your eyes to learn that it was now a quarter past noon. A guttural sigh escapes your lips as you swipe your phone from the nightstand, letting yourself fall off the side of the bed, at least until your feet touched the ground.
It took more strength than you would like to admit to stand up straight, groaning loudly as you raised your arms above your head and leaned back. You saunter off and away from your dark room, going nowhere in particular as you soon reached the end of the hall. Your eyes hurt, your feet were cold, and you had nowhere to be, nobody to talk to and no obligations.
As you stood in the door frame, pondering the choices you made to end up here, your train of thought derailed at a sound you haven't heard in too long a time, the gentle rhythmic knocking of wood. Snapping to the source, the dreadful silence was once again interrupted as your visitor continued, it's repetition enough of a sign that this was no package delivery.
Right on a whim, your sulky, depressive mood faded, curious to see just who could be here, at this time of day, for whatever reason. You unlocked and opened the door quickly, surprised to see a familiar bird standing before you, in all of his short, turquoise splendor.
"Heya there neighbor! I hope this isn't a bad time, it's just that I didn't really introduce myself properly! My name is Skye, I'm new here and I have been dying to meet you! I've never lived next to a human before, can I come in?" Skye inquired, beaming up at you as he stood in the doorway, his bright blue locks and near-scant clothing making it hard for you to choose where to lay your eyes upon.
"Of course, come on in. Sorry for blowing you off... I didn't mean to, promise." Your tired frown faded to neutral as he spoke, shifting in place a bit before opening the door wide open for your neighbor, having to catch yourself from staring as he walked past.
"Don't worry about it, neighbor! You're making up for it now! Besides, you must have been sooo busy, all of those times we passed each other by!" Skye said, a provocative grin spread across his face as he stood there with his hands behind his back.
"Busy? No, not really. I uh, I don't know..." You stammered out, unsure of how to respond, for there truly was no reasonable excuse you could give to avoid such a specimen, especially now that he stands in your home.
Skye eyed you up and down, a knowing look in his eyes as they locked with yours for but a moment. "Hey, it's okay, I understand. You know, I never did catch your name, what is it?" The bird inquired, his turquoise hair tilting with his head.
"Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm Anon" You replied, feeling your shoulders relax.
"Anon, huh? Whaddaya say you and me hang out today, Anon? After all, it's not like you're busy!" Skye joked, smoothly stepping forward, his soft feathers tickling your palms as he grabbed your hand, a warm look in those amethyst eyes as he stared up at you.
Skye's gaze stopped your every slightest movement, dead in your tracks. Your heart stopped for a second, making it slightly harder to breathe what with how much faster it was beating.
"Heh, I think I'd like that! Um... " You said, taking a look around at your place, the sparse furniture and general lack of ideas spurring you to the only conclusion you could make. "...wanna play some games with me?"
"Play games? Sounds fun, I'm in!"
And just like that, your friendly next door avian had become your friend, at least for the day. Typical male activity. It was a struggle to keep a straight face as you walked with Skye down the hallway, a struggle you knew you had triumphed when you pushed the door open without seizing or shaking uncontrollably. Luckily for you, there wasn't much in your bedroom to scare Skye off, aside from your unmade bed.
"So, what are we playing?" Skye asked, looking to you as you pondered the question for a moment.
"Uhh, I don't know... I didn't think I'd get this far. Want to watch me play Minecraft?" You said, pointing to your PC, cringing internally when it immediately dawned on you, how immature of a suggestion, and the fact that you only had one chair for either of you to sit in.
"Minecraft, huh? I had something else in mind, but sure!" With that you stepped forward and awkwardly took the chair, flashbanged by your monitor before something big and blue blocked the light.
They say that birds are lightweight on account of their hollow bones. Now, you could say that - anecdotally - this was true. You froze instantly, unsure of how to proceed, too afraid to move. Without even moving your head to see, you did what came naturally, grabbing the mouse and fumbling about for the launcher. Once again, you froze, soft feathers gently clasping around your wrist.
"You do know that we would have to be apart to play together, right? Wouldn't your rather do something that we can both play right here, right now?"
You could feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and a knot form in your throat as his weight shifted off of your thighs, seeing his lustrous hair move out of view as Skye moved to face you, his legs straddling your lap and his gentle hands gripping your shoulders. Skye whipped his hair out of his sparkling eyes, an air of desire in his gaze as he peered down at you.
"You're very lonely, aren't you?"
"...Yeah, I am."
"Why don't we fix that?" Skye said, his hands sliding across your shoulder, gently cupping your face as he ran a thumb across. "...Want a kiss, neighbor?"
You needed no further prompting, no instructions, going for it as soon as Skye asked that. You closed your eyes, puckered your lips and leaned in, feeling Skye squeak when you made contact so suddenly. Skye was as easy to kiss as he was to court, his stiff beak parting open just enough for you to press your tongue in and feel him. Never mind the lack of warmth in his "lips", the soft fleshy insides of his mouth provided more than enough, more than you had received in a lifetime.
Skye's hands did not do much wandering, finding a place on your shoulders, pulling you as close to himself as he possibly could. You, on the other hand, were clearly being driven by much more powerful carnal desire, using one hand to hold Skye's head still as the other felt up every curve, feather and surface this avian's body could offer. Sliding beneath his shirt, feeling and groping with a hunger that had never been satiated, the way his soft belly rose and fell with his accelerated heartbeat.
You knew this was quickly getting out of hand when Skye broke the kiss, face pressed against yours as the most girly, high pitched moan bounced off of your face. You knew why he did this too, feeling something round, squishy and clad in denim spilling between your fingers. In an awkward but not silent moment, you offered Skye no reprieve, rearing your hand just to do it again, grabbing a generous handful of jiggly bird ass as his head fell onto your shoulder.
Almost as if he intended it, his beak was right up on your ear, indicating just how and where he liked it. You bit your lip as Skye's hot breathe breezed against your ear for every touch and grab, every spine tingling moan, giggle and groan as your finger pressed against his soft, squishy body, giving way to your every poke and prod. It was almost too much to bare, what with how fast he made your heart beat, the way a tight and sensitive feeling roused in your pants. Skye's hand flew up, gently holding your face as he rubbed against the side of it, whispering into your ear.
"...I can feel you... you want it, don't you? I'm not going to stop you... do it!" Skye said, leaning back to let you watch as he began to undress himself.
You let go of Skye's bubble butt, almost in awe, how quickly your neighbor went to undo his pants. You stopped him midway through, pushing his hands away to grab hold of his belt buckle, pressing against his belly to pull the strap away from him. You were not entirely sure why he wore the thing in the first place, his wide, breedable hips clearly did a good enough job of keeping them tight to his body. Nevertheless, you would promptly grab the zipper and pull, before grabbing hold of both flaps and yanking down as hard as you could. Skye made it easier for you, lifting himself off of your laps in sync with your pulling, a careful balancing act as he stood on the arm rests of your chair.
You would have never known that Skye walked around in commando, had it not been for his big, meaty cock that immediately flopped down from his lap. Way bigger than his small but pear-shaped body let on, he clearly had no intention of using it on you as he began to lower himself back onto your lap. You tried to give Skye something to sit on, but he was faster than you, smothering your hands between your crotch and his round and jiggly rear. Not deterred, you began to free yourself from the confines of your pants, the noise of the cotton gliding against feather drowned out by Skye's lustful breathing.
You could feel your skin grow cold to the touch, juxtaposed by your heart pumping away, instantly working up a sweat. Your cock was left bare and exposed for just a moment before Skye began to lower himself some more. At the growing sensation, his heat radiating onto you, you grabbed his hips and thrusted away. Hitting nothing but a bulbous and jiggly piece of meat, you fell back onto the chair and tried again, making Skye gasp as you gave him miss after miss, teasing yourself with a warm embrace, continually yanking it away.
"Ah! Ahh fuck yes!" Skye moaned, gripping your shoulders as you shook his body. "Ah! Dude, w-work on your aim! Just stick it in already, plea-ffagh!!"
All of a sudden, it was as if your mind turned to mush, gritting your teeth and shutting your eyes tight as you tried your best to keep from shouting. You could not see it, nor did you have any prior experience to confirm, you just knew that you had just pushed the head into Skye's tight and warm hole. The groan rumbling in your throat was buried in Skye's chest, squeezing his hips as he groaned and squealed, his grip on your shoulders instantly strengthening.
Very quickly, you fell back onto the chair with a loud rattle, bringing Skye down with you. His hot breathe against the side of your face was all of the feedback you needed, thrusting right back upwards, feeling the base of your crotch rub up against Skye's fat ass. Your cock was a snug fit inside of him, encased in an addicting warmth, squeezed in such a way a hand simply couldn't. One thrust lead to another, and then another, hungrily grunting and groaning as you pounded and bumped Skye on your lap.
"Anh! Anh! Fuck yes, yes, uggh!" Skye groaned, tightening around your shaft for every powerful thrust, the sound of your shared moans and the muffled clap of flesh on feather filling the room.
For how sedentary and unathletic you had become, this noisy bird was motivation enough to thrust until your heart gave out, working up quite a sweat in your endeavors to breed your neighbor. Everything about Skye wobbled and jiggled, the way his feathery rear rippled on your lap, his cock and balls rubbing against your shirt as he moaned his head off, how his hair rose with every thrust and fell as you slammed back down. A blood memory seared into the conscious of all males, you clung to Skye like your life depended on it, not a thought to be thunk aside the pulsing warmth wringing up and down your shaft, huffing and groaning into Skye's chest as you indulged in his shared bliss.
"Agh, fuck, fuck! Fucking breed me, yesss!!" Skye hissed, loud and clear in your ear as you felt his legs quiver, shaking the chair as he barely held on.
You were imbued with vigor, so much blood pumped where you needed it the most, more than you previously thought could flow. Giving him exactly as he begged for, Skye's hips were but a warm set of handlebars in the moment, something you could use for more leverage to get in the deepest, warmest orifice you had ever encountered. Moan after girly moan flowed from Skye's beak, he received less than a second between every hungry thrust, a seemingly never ending assault on his tight tailhole.
Your only warning was when Skye suddenly grew quiet, feeling the breathy whimpers and moans against your face instead of the booming exclamations of pleasure he bellowed before. You didn't slow for him at all, continuing to slam away even as you looked down to a beautiful sight. Skye's cock stood as firm and tall as it could, visibly throbbing as globs of thick, cloudy goo shot forth, splattering onto your shirt and forming thick puddles of the substance that, even in your most crazed and vigorous state, you could feel radiating heat onto your stomach.
Without a second of reprieve, Skye was back to moaning his head off, getting the bird spunk pounded out of him as you slammed harder, harder and harder, until you simply couldn't. Skye's full weight came baring down onto your lap, fully engulfing your cock in one final tight and warm embrace. You leaned forward, getting a faceful of Skye's hair as you moaned into his neck, feeling your essence spew forth and fill his void. Groaning deep and low, you could feel that warm and sticky fluid plastering your head and shaft, more and more of it coating Skye's insides with your every twitch and throb.
Your heart threatened to burst from your chest, panting for air as you couldn't help but keep thrusting, hardly moving Skye by an inch, very quickly pushing him less and less as the flood gates closed and your strength waned. You were left with Skye softly moaning into your ear, sharing body heat as you both caught your breathe. The smell of sex imbued the air, stinging your nostrils even as Skye's soft breathing slowed yours. You let your head fall back against the headrest, staring at the ceiling before those hypnotic amethysts came into view, but a blur as Skye swooped in and put beak to lips.
When his squishy tongue slid over your lips and swirled around your mouth, you felt it all rush back, your heart skipping a beat as you spurt another rope of warm and sticky seed into Skye. You didn't resist at all, feeling your grip on his hips and the stiffness in your shoulders loosen when Skye held your face, beak pressed so close you could feel it against your teeth. There you sat, running your hands over Skye's feathers, his sweet and savory taste coating your mouth.
No sense of time, no thoughts, lost in Skye's warmth, taste and the never ending expanse of feathers at your fingertips. At some point, the sensation came rushing back to your lips, streaks of slimy heat running down your chin as you finally opened your eyes.
"Hah... d-don't ever try to ignore me... ever again..." Skye huffed, his sparkly purple eyes half lidded, a strand of saliva still connecting you to his beak.
"With an ass like that, how could I?" You jeered, flashing Skye a toothy grin as you reared your hand and smacked his ass, another handful of squishy bird meat in your grip.
"Ah! Anon, you nasty dog!" Skye giggled, his eyes once again lighting up with that hungry look as he feigned a slap to your face.
"...You liked though, didn't you?" You teased, grinning at Skye as you did it again, feeling his rear wobble and ripple at your touch. "Say it. I need to hear it from you, now." You demanded, keeping that devious smile, even as he seemed to respond negatively.
Skye's beak hung open as he pulled away, a moment of hesitation before he whipped his hair out of the way, cleared his throat, closed his eyes and leaned towards your ear.
"You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that. That's why I love you humies soo much... " Skye said, the warmth of his tongue sliding up against the side of your face. "I am yours, Anon, all yours..."
You sharply drew breathe, hooked your hands into Skye's armpits and stood up straight. Despite Skye's thick form, he was as easy to pickup as he was to lay - and court - going up with a yelp. You could feel all of the warm spunk you deposited fall onto your lap, the cool wind breezing against your cock, momentarily without a hole to be in. You let Skye down as soon as you made the four step journey, a loud creak as the bed bared his full weight.
"W-what are we going to do on the bed, Anon?" Skye cooed, propping himself up on his elbows as you climbed up.
You crawled closer, totally eclipsing Skye, the luster leaving his eyes as you loomed overhead. Gently reaching your hand out, you could feel Skye's heart beat through the veins on his neck, the way he swallowed as you touched his beak with your thumb and leaned in close to his face.
"You are soo pretty. Did you know that, Skye?" You teased, feeling yourself erect back to life as Skye began to stutter and seize, his familiar warmth egging it on.
"S-shut upp... don't call me that!" Skye groaned, letting out a high pitched squeal as he quickly moved to cover his eyes.
He didn't keep them there for long, not when he could feel your hands wander away from his face. You hooked your hands under Skye's knees and pushed up, seeing his widened eyes through the v-shaped window his legs provided. Before Skye could say anything, you shot for his beak, holding it shut with all but two fingers. You watched as Skye's chest heaved up and down, letting him go after a moment of silence and leaning forward.
"You are, whether you like it or not. And guess what? You are mine now." You said, looking him straight in the eye as you thrusted forward, breaking the unofficial agreement to silence when Skye reared his head back and let his pleasure reverberate off of the walls.
It was easier now to bottom yourself out into Skye's warm hole, the slick and sticky juices you left behind allowing you to push all the way in. The first thrust was but a preparation for the next, and the next, and the one after that, rhythmically plapping Skye's cheeks as he howled for all of the other neighbors to hear. Skye's hands balled into fists, bellowing a girly moan every time you pounded at the fleshy "submit button" in his hole, hair bouncing up with every clap. He did eventually find a place for his arms, one of them lazily draped over his chest, the other pumping away at his crotch, purple head vigorously poking out of the top of his fist.
Just like before, you wouldn't allow yourself to be limited to silence, feeling the air escape your mouth, but you were totally drowned out by Skye's constant, high pitched moaning and groaning. You just couldn't help yourself, as you continued to pound Skye against the mattress you grabbed his eager hand by the wrist, stopping him in his tracks. Tossing it back onto his chest, you compensated his moment of diminished bliss with your own hand, feeling how he throbbed against your palm, the slick surface he had left you.
Perhaps in this way, you two were experiencing the same sort of pleasure, tight and fleshy orifices moving up and down your shafts, an act aided by your previous love making. You could feel Skye's dangling feet hitting your back for every thrust, a completely negligible concern given the spine tingling noises he made as a result, the overwhelming levels of pleasure his body provided. Skye's face was easy to track, even as your vigorous thrusting made him a blue and white blur, mouth always hanging open to voice his euphoria, eyes clenched shut.
Perhaps you didn't afford him enough time, maybe you really were giving it to him that good, either way Skye was letting you and the other neighbors know just how good of a job you were doing. You truly were trying your hardest, feeling your throat grow sore with how much you groaned and grunted, the way you shook Skye's entire body in tune with his girly moans. Skye certainly couldn't help it, having his prostate repeatedly pounded and rubbed, all the while getting to lay back and let you pump away at his throbbing cock.
Just as before, Skye suddenly stopped his loud expressions of pleasure, a continuous high pitched moan echoing from his beak, his eyes clenched shut and his hole clenching down around your shaft as he pulsed in your grip. You didn't let off as Skye shot his load, flinging ropes of his sticky bird seed all over, but you did make yourself right since most of it painted his shirt with a splotchy white pattern. You slowed as the white torrent faded, leaving Skye a panting mess, letting himself get dragged against the sheets.
"Aughnfuck! Ohh... thank yo-" You shushed Skye quickly, smearing his own warm and sticky bird seed on his beak.
"Shh, thank me later. I'm not done."
A moment of stillness seemed to be all you needed, grabbing Skye's legs and getting right back to slamming your crotch against his unbelievably thick thighs. The constant moaning resumed, as if Skye hadn't just exerted himself, all over himself. Seeing him down there, hearing the way he howled and the way the white sheets curled into his balled fists instilled you with a fervor ferocious enough to ignore your pounding heart and burning nostrils. Slamming away as fast as you could, the sound of the bed frame creaking against the wall joined Skye in a vulgar duet.
Skye hadn't the energy to pleasure himself anymore, letting his huge cock and empty balls flop all over with every impact as he clutched the sheets, making all manner of noises as you aimed to finish yourself off. It all became to be too much, your inexperience, the pulsating warmth running up and down your shaft, the way Skye moaned, twisted and arched had worked their carnal magic once more.
"Agh! Get f-fucking bred, you s-stupid seed muncher! Agh!" You grunted, pressing yourself against Skye as hard as you possibly could.
Jets of warm liquid pleasure spewed forth, filling your bird with what he was seeking out, leaving him a squealing, immobile mess. The intoxicating pleasure faded in strength with every throb, feeling Skye move less with every subsequent thrust, knowing your work was done when the last gooey globs of seed were deposited into Skye's eager tailhole.
You hovered over Skye, panting for breathe as you watched his chest heave up and down, slowly relaxing his grip on the sheets. Your heart beat faster, a momentary exhilaration at hearing yourself slide out of Skye with a wet pop. At the loss of feeling where he wanted it the most, Skye let out a disappointed groan as he craned his neck to look up at you. By that point, all you could do was push his legs off of your shoulders and flop down next to him, smiling when he turned himself over to face you.
"Ughh... t-thank you, neighbor..."
"...No, thank you."
You reached over, wrapping an arm around Skye and pulling him close. Skye closed his eyes before you did, gasping when you missed, bumping heads without either of your having seen it coming. You didn't need to open your eyes to fix it, pressing your lips against Skye's beak and pressing in, entangled in a warm embrace that surely would not be the last.