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The Lifeguard's Life Essence For Taiko By Draconicon

Rodrigo was a lazy man, and as a lazy man, one would have been surprised to see him working as a lifeguard. However, there were very good reasons for taking that position, as he would have explained to anyone that had the patience to pin him down and make him talk about it. However, it would have taken a great deal of pinning and an ever greater deal of patience to draw it out of the poor equine.

After all, he wasn't exactly open about his life as a unicorn.

Sitting atop the lifeguard tower, he watched over the beach below. Every so often, his eyes would flick over someone that looked particularly appealing - this dragon in a speedo, that bull in a pair of swim trunks, that noodle-dragon in a...whatever the hell they wore for swimwear - but most of the time, he just kept looking, passing his eyes over one of them, then the other, then the other.

Nobody knew he was a unicorn, of course, or they would be clustered around the base of the tower, staring at him, touching him. Hell, they would probably be dragging at his speedo and trying to get at the unicorn cock underneath. His species was even rarer than straight people willing to take a dicking, so, he wouldn't have blamed them for that.

He would, however, have blamed them for making him work, something that he was utterly against except at the greatest of need.

Which, unfortunately, was becoming more and more pressing.

The unicorn felt a tingle in the core of his being, and the illusion he cast - that of a large, muscled draft horse - pulled in tight, almost like hugging his stomach as if he were hungry. That, unfortunately, was not far from the truth.

Looks like I'll have to feed soon, after all, he thought, shaking his head. What a pain.

Not that it would be a problem to 'feed', as he thought of it. There were plenty of young men on the beach, and plenty of hot mature ones, too. It was a place of eye candy, and it was, he supposed, the only reason he took this job in the first place.

Which one will feed me today?

He flicked his eyes over some of the men in their late twenties, his eyes dropping down to asses and crotches by turns. Even from a distance, even in his diminished state, he could feel the arousal from some of them. In some, it burned hotter, in some, weaker. He kept looking around, following the hotter fires to see if there was anyone -

Mmmm, now that's promising.

Rodrigo smiled a lazy smile at a hare that was crossing the beach. Dressed in swim trunks, he had escaped the unicorn's notice at first, but now that he was taking a look at him more directly...

The draft horse illusion slowly pulled down the sunglasses that it was wearing, smiling over them at the rabbit. Dark brown fur covered his arms and legs, with a creamier bunch of it towards his belly. There were some abs showing, but they weren't obnoxious, not making him look like a full gym bunny. His ears hung down along the sides of his head rather than springing up, and he had...

Well, a respectable bulge, one could say that. It wasn't a giant one, but one didn't expect those of hares. His rump, though...

Rodrigo smirked as he saw those muscular bunny buns bouncing as the hare jogged towards the volleyball nets. Oh, they were lovely, indeed. If he could harness a bit of bliss out of those today, he'd count himself a lucky man.

But first, he needed to get his attention.

"Hey! Hare!"

His target whipped his head around, ears following and one of them slapping itself over the lapine's face. Rodrigo hid a chuckle, shaking his head.

"Get over here. I need to talk to you."

Talk, heh...well, I'll be doing the talking.

He waited until the hare had come within arm's reach of the tower. After all, it was only smart to wait for his prey to be nice and close before springing the trap. He smiled, shifting his speedo just enough for the throbbing shaft just beneath to be ready to slide out...then fell.

The hare yelped as the two of them hit the ground, the unicorn smiling as his horned shape popped out of the lifeguard up above, and he grinned wider as they hit the sand with a small thump. Dust went up, followed by a few groans from below.

"Heh, I probably put on a few pounds since the last time I did that," he said in a not-quite apology. "Now, what's your name, Hare?"

"Ugh...what...what the hell?! You're a -"

"Hey, hey, man, keep it down, alright?" Rodrig shook his head. "Just because we're in a glamour doesn't mean that you're going to stay invisible if you keep that up."

"What...glamour? Why's your dick in my face?"

"We'll get to the dick thing in a minute. Look around."

As he gestured about, the hare followed his hand. The entirety of the beach had gone completely unaware of their actions, continuing with their volleyball games, with swimming in the surf, with their family actions and ice-cream eating. The bunch of them were completely unaware of the unicorn that had just flopped on a hare.

"How the..."

"Magic, Hare. Now, could I have a name? It makes it easier."

"Uh...Salk...And...the dick thing?"

"Salk." He nodded. "The dick thing. Right. I need you to suck my cock so I'm not starving."

"...You wanna run that by me - mmph!"

"Not really. Now, suck please."

The unicorn groaned as he rolled his hips forward, his large balls dragging across Salk's chest. It had been too long since he'd had a blowjob, and his body was right to tell him to get another one.

It came down to bliss energy, something that his particular species of unicorns fed on. Usually, the bliss had to come from other people, and technically, it could come from any sort of happy feelings. The feeling of seeing something beautiful, the sensation that came from an adrenaline rush, the happy feelings of a safe drug trip.

And sex, of course. Sex was a big one, and it was probably the easiest, too, since he could feed on himself, too, as long as someone else was causing the sensations. Kind of like an inverse succubus; he only got to eat if he did his job well, but he could still get other people to do his job for him.

He groaned as he rocked forward and back, forward and back, feeling the tip of his cock pop in and out of the hare's throat. There was something to the little guy, something that surprised him. Salk obviously had at least a little experience with other men, particularly with the way that he was sucking down the head of the unicorn's cock.

And particularly with the little bulge that was starting to grow in the swim trunks.

Heh...maybe if he takes it up a notch, I'll return the favor, the lazy unicorn thought, shaking his head. But he'd need to be preeeeetty spectacular for that...

Still, wouldn't hurt to find out. He grabbed the hare by the ears, rubbing them with his thumbs for a moment before using them as handlebars. Salk grunted, then gasped as the unicorn sunk himself in up to the hilt.

"Mmmph...ooooooh yeah..."

Rodrigo moaned under his breath, forcing his cock all the way down the hare's throat. He could feel the contractions that were going on, the sudden bits of gagging followed by practiced swallows to keep himself from losing control. The unicorn groaned, panted, even gasped as he felt that Salk was actually still licking him down there, still trying to keep him going.

Okay...he's pretty dang good...

And he was starting to feel better, too. The blowjob was feeding him his own bliss back, and he groaned as the tingle in his belly stopped bothering him. There was much more to be gained, though. Much, much more.

In the way that only a unicorn - or a particularly flexible cat - could manage, Rodrigo rolled his hips around without ever pulling his cock out of the hare's mouth. He rolled onto all fours, looking down at the bulge that had grown in those shorts.

Respectable, he thought, his horn glowing as he pulled those shorts down. Respectable indeed.

Licking his lips, the unicorn leaned his head down, slowly swallowing the head of the hare's cock into his mouth. Bobbing his head down, he took it down his throat easily, his tongue rolling along the bottom of the shaft. A light taste of salt and a hint of musk made him smile; the hare obviously hadn't gone in the water yet.

And so, Rodrigo began to see-saw, moving his hips down and his head up, and then vice-versa, bobbing his head down and his hips up. Up and down, back and forth he worked, fucking the hare's throat while at the same time giving his new friend as much pleasure as he could in return.

It didn't take long for the both of them to start shaking after that, and Rodrigo was the first one to blow. The unicorn moaned, thrusting down and smothering Salk beneath his crotch, his balls pressed down into the rabbit's nose. There was a sudden start beneath him, the lapine's hands all over his hips, trying to push him up, but the unicorn just held himself there, savoring the feeling of the hot, wet, clenching throat around his cock as he came.

When he was finally done, he rolled his hips to the side, looking down. Salk gasped for breath, panting, shaking, and Rodrigo chuckled.

"You took that pretty well. You want a turn? I'm getting a bit tired up here, and I don't mind if you do the work."

"What...the hell...just happened?"

"Uh, you got face-fucked by a unicorn, buddy. Any other questions?"

"Any other - is that a serious question?!"

"Yeah? I mean. Still on duty, you know. Kinda gotta get back to it if you don't want to fuck my face."

"...I have to be dreaming."

"I get that a lot." He patted the hare on the shoulder. "Tell you what. You think about it for a while and get back to me. I'm here all day, okay?"

The End