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Liam noticed that it had been days since seeing Pitch. The black cat had been all excited over the phone, his words were too quick to be fully understood but he seemed to be close to a breakthrough. Leaving his friend to it, the possum was left to his own devices and without his usual fuckbuddy. It was cool having a friend that was into supernatural stuff, being a contrast to his ordinary life, being a regular guy that worked a regular job.

But without any word of the feline, he was left with his own building lust. While working his memories of his time with the odd cat would flash in his mind. Sometimes he could hear their voices in his ears and even smell faint hints of their after-sex musks. He had to be mindful of himself, hiding the erections that tented his pants. His high libido was a blessing and curse, Pitch was the perfect match for him but with him being all alone, Liam was finding it harder and harder to keep focus as the days dragged on.

It wasn't until Friday and after the work day was done that he finally received word back from the feline. This wasn't the first time that he was gone for some time and like usual, the message sent was a small apology and a pic of the cat sitting on his couch with some tight fitting underwear, spreading his legs and showing off the bulge. It seemed bigger than usual but perhaps the possum assumed it was due to not actually seeing him for some time.

All the same, the excitement was full force as he walked away from work, approaching his car and hopping inside. His cock was rock hard and another ping from his phone alerted him to the new message, asking him to come over. It was Pitch's way of making it up to his friend and Liam was in no position to turn it down. He couldn't have peeled out of the lot fast enough and sped, towards his friend's home.

All the while, his thoughts were consumed with the many times that he and the cat had embraced. Both of them were rather open about what they wanted. They had been doing this for years. Pitch's work kept him busy and he was in need of someone to help take the pressures and stress away. And Liam, despite his high sex drive, pretty much only had eyes for the lithe feline. When the former was not caught up in the supernatural, they were all over each other. Their meetups were almost daily and the possum would stare over the entire day, leading to round after round of them fully sating their primal needs.

His cock throbbed in his pants at just the idea of seeing Pitch again, kissing him, pinning him to the bed and after some hard thrusts into that tight hole, he would finally pump all of this pent up cum deep inside. He had to focus, not only on driving but keeping his thoughts under control, running the risk of wasting that load on the inside of his underwear. Panting hard he made a few more turns before coming to park at his friend's house.

Pitch was excited as well. The jet black feline had quite the encounter with an actual demon. Their meeting led to them forming a pact that came with an unexpected outcome. After some adjustment then came experimenting. With two bodies conjoined, there were powers afforded that he couldn't help but play with. Being bonded with a pleasure demon, most of them were of course affecting carnal lust but there was the added power of the hellhound, added strength and stamina too.

In time he actually got to know the creature that was now attached to him. It was interesting, having a cock that just so happened to be another being entirely. The most fun they had was of course playing around and sharing pleasure but it was nice to have someone around. An extra set of hands were useful and his knowledge of the infernal was invaluable.

Getting to know each other better, Pitch dubbed the nameless beast Zott. The red and gray canine found this name fitting and showed his gratitude in being treated with respect. There was an added layer of passion that came when they were in the mood. After getting a handle on it all, Pitch suggested that they added another to the mix, having a friend that he could easily call up. Zott agreed wholeheartedly and could hardly contain himself.

There was soon a knock at the door. With his underwear on and Zott tucked away, he approached and opened it, meeting the clearly pent up possum. He could actually feel the lust radiating from him. His sheathe roused but Pitch willed the hellhound to stay put, just for a bit longer.

"Liam!" he welcomed warmly, enjoying the pair of eyes that hungrily scanned his form up and down. Nothing more needed to be said, he invited his best friend inside and the other was already shedding his clothes, openly showing the desperation that clung to him. Being soon in his own underwear, the two of them got closer and started out with a rough kiss.

Their muzzles were pressed close and tongues were already colliding. Between them were soft and muffled moans, both of their voices filling the living room. Pitch could feel the lust rising steadily, not only because of the kiss but the hands that stroked along his back, combing through his pelt. Smirking around their kiss, he invoked some of the power.

A shuddery breath left Liam as his need for this suddenly rose dramatically, he held tighter to his friend and even began to grind against him, humping his bulge against the other's. This roused Zott and Pitch knew that there was no way that he could contain the lust demon. Breaking the kiss and taking a step back, he made a show of his body, gripping his underwear and slowly pulling them down.

The first thing that was noticed by the visitor were the larger and heavier balls, somehow tucked neatly into the fabric, bouncing as they came into view. Liam recalled the picture and how the pouch had looked bigger. But there was another surprise to come...

Pitch though it best to just let him see it. He started with rubbing at his swollen sheath, finally allowing his improved cock to ease out. His friend watched with eyes that widened. Likely believing that he was seeing things at first, Liam continued to gawk at the obscenely stretching sheath. Peaking out was a dark red muzzle, a grin showed sharp teeth and a black nose was twitching. After sniffing at the air and taking in the heavy lust, more came into view. Easing out was the entire head of a large canine. A chuckle came from it as shoulders followed, a wide chest and a muscled abdomen. The possum could only stare, trying to process what he was seeing; the entire top half of a huge dog was jutting from his best friend's sheath. Even more surprising was how it was looking around and then at him, making eye contact.

"Liam..." Pitch said, getting his friend's attention. "I want you to meet Zott. He's...my new cock."

"So this that friend of yours," the hellhound mused.

His jaw falling even more, the possum managed to speak. "It can talk too?"

"I can explain it all later but for now...Zott?"

The canine chuckled and expelled a wave of raw lust that struck the visitor. Another moan came from the possum, struck hard by another sudden feeling of need. The following actions were quick, gripping and pulling down his underwear, allowing his throbbing length to spring free. Being reminded of what he came here for, Liam decided to throw caution to the wind, approaching his friend and the demon bound to him.

"Don't worry, I don't bite," Zott assured. The newcomer came in close enough to be touched. He reached out and gripped the other male's cock, enjoying the warmth and thickness he felt. Just a small stroke was enough to give added pleasure, as his specialty. Liam's moans were music to his flicking ears. "Heh, I like him already."

"What do you want to do to him?" Pitch asked, being rather curious. After playing around with his new dick, the cat was eager to see how it interacted with another.

"Just let me work my magic..." This was followed by the beast giving another slow stroke, already coaxing precum from the bulbous tip. Following close behind was him muzzling the shaft, grinding his muzzle against the pulsing thing. The moans from Liam were joined by Pitch, receiving waves of pleasure just from the pointed snout rubbing against something.

Making soft sounds of his own, Zott gave a lick to the erection, enjoying both the taste and the tingles that raced through him. Hardly able to contain himself, the hellhound was quick to take it into his muzzle, lavishing the cock in sloppy licks, his tongue already coated in warm and slick pre that rose from the depths of his body.

For Liam, the experience couldn't be compared to any of his previous sexual encounters. The warm mouth and smooth tongue that continuously licked and slurped worked to keep him moaning out and shuddering. He simply couldn't do anything else, being utterly consumed by the feeling.

On the other end, Pitch had gotten rather used to the demon's brand of pleasure. It still had a strong effect on his mostly mortal body but he could endure more for much longer as well, giving much quieter and controlled moans in comparison to his friend crying out. This was something new for him. The most done with Zott's mouth was kissing, heightening the experience by rubbing tongue against the other, gulping his cum directly from the open maw connected to his own muzzle.

Aside from the good feeling, Pitch could feel the way the tongue moved specifically, lapping and twirling along the possum's cock. Upon discovering new experiences he would be reminded just how close their bond was. Zott was an extension of him -- his cock -- everything the hound did and things that were done onto him transferred the same way his dick's previous form did, albeit with all the power and pleasure that a demon of his calibur afforded, and Pitch loved it.

Despite how big and heavy he seemed, Zott's body held itself up as if he weighed nothing at all. And his large hands were going to work; one paw was caressing Liam's balls just right while the other had reached around and eased its way into the tight tailhole, gliding inside without resistance, pain, or need for lube. For a few seconds, everything within Liam had gone blank. His body was simply overwhelmed by it all. But the demon used his power, forcing the possum to endure, drinking in his renewed cries of bliss and the pure lust that continued to radiate from him. With their guest being so pent up and needy, Zott was looking to get his fill and even more.

Adding himself to the fun more directly, Pitch chuckled and gripped his cock's sides, using both paws to rub up and down. His blunted claws sailed through the fur and affectionately made contact with the skin underneath. As soon as the motions started he could feel his cock pulse. Zott's eyes rolled and his mouth was suddenly filled with pre. He let it ooze out and onto the floor. It only made his muzzle even slicker and warmer inside. If his master was taking things to the next level then the canine figured it was time he did the same.

With the addition of another finger slipping into the clenching tailhole and him pushing the cock deep into him, the living penis began to bob his head and finger the possum in time with each other, keeping a steady pace.

Licking was one thing, but when Liam's dick was being deep throated, that was felt by Pitch. He should have expected the sensation would be akin to sounding. His own moans grew louder as he felt his "urethra" being filled and stretched around the thickness. Another new feeling came into the form of someone else's pre being spurt into Zott. He could feel it trickling down the body and coming to his balls. Following was a heavy pleasure in them as they plumped up a bit more than they already were, becoming warm as well.

The demon's actions ensured a steady stream of pre that continued to be swallowed and channeled into the slowly expanding balls. Zott chuckled around the shaft he suckled on, enjoying his own pleasure and feeling his attached master squirming, having yet another new sensation being done onto him. A bit more focus put on Liam, reaching his fingers in deeper, knowing just what the possum liked most. Steady pressure to the prostate and squeezes to those churning kept the pre flowing. It also helped that his powers allowed them to produce more than usual, something to make it more fun for him.

Unable to even announce it, Liam felt his orgasm being pulled out of him. He was almost dreading it, the building feeling was already stronger than anything else that came, more than he could have ever considered. It was planned to spend the rest of the day shooting load after load, but it was as if everything was being pulled out of him at once. His muzzle was stuck open and his eyes rolled fully, showing the whites as an orgasm too strong for him to fathom overtook. Zott made sure that the possum was kept conscious, able to enjoy something that no earthly creature could provide.

He wasn't the only one experiencing new sensations. Pitch grit his teeth and curled his toes. A rush of hot cum was being pumped into his gulping dick and the only place it could go was into his balls, inflating like balloons and becoming hot with not only his load but his best friend's. They were sloshing around inside, mixing and becoming on. The feline was able to feel all of it, panting now as a desire to cum struck hard. As the loads of pent up seed continued to flow through Zott, Pitch had to endure the teasing, the stretching and added weight felt so good, but he knew that expelling all of it would feel even better. He wanted that so bad but the hound had some level of control and was only allowing cum to flow into him at the moment. The more his master squirmed, the more Zott's own excitement rose. He too couldn't wait until this and Pitch's own loads were coming back out of him...

The wait was not too long, a final gulp had drained their guest's balls completely, leaving him panting hard and collapsing to the ground. Rather than being concerned, the feline was quick to wrap his arms around the canine, stroking with paws and arms, adding onto it with his claws, and doing it all as fast as he could, jerking himself off with a needed vigor.

He and Zott shared loud moans, both wanting the same thing. Their balls were so heavy, nearly touching the floor, so full of seed that would make such a mess but feel so good coming out. The cock itself joined in by stroking his large hands along his own body, nuzzling his snout against his arms, anything he could to heighten their pleasure. They were so close, the balls were churning and he was starting to pulse, convulsing as the thick fluid was being pulled upwards. He could feel it, just a bit more...

"F-fuck!" Pitch yelled. Zott could only make a sound akin to a howl but it was cut short by deep gurgles. As waves of otherworldly bliss washed over him, the living cock did its job by opening it's toothy maw. His chest flexed, mimicking the steady throbs as gushes of sticky mixed seed poured up and out of him, spraying out like a fountain. It splattered and pooled onto the floor and a thick musky scent was already filling the living room, the stink of demon laced cum, marking the place. Ropes shot out with tremendous force, splattering onto the floor, table, couch, curtains and even the ceiling.

Pitch could just barely ride out the pleasure. Every throb racked his body and every rush of seed through his shaft was like an orgasm in itself, keeping the sensation of climax fresh and everlasting. He didn't even care as hot gooey spunk got on everything in his living room, all he cared about was draining his overfilled balls, feeling them steadily deflate while more just continued, cumming and cumming. He rubbed between the canine's ears, bringing a burst of feelings that made the next rope shoot with extra force.

When it did come to an end, Pitch's balls were back to their previous size and all three males were left heavily panted. Having been lying on the floor, Liam's body was glazed in layer upon layer of cum but it felt so good, so warm. He had gulped so much of it down, never getting enough. Everything he loved about being with Pitch had been magnified to heights he never considered. Want was still heavy within him, but it was a want to have something like that. No, to be that. The only thing that fulfilled him were his times with Dusk and after experiencing this he wasn't prepared to let that go, not even for a few hours.

Zott sensed this and beckoned the possum to rise and approach. "He wants to join us. You alright with that?" Though Pitch didn't fully understand there was a sense that this was what his friend wanted so he allowed it, whatever made him happy.

The canine took hold of him and some of the power within him was siphoned into the possum, who groaned as his body was shifting. Pitch watched and noticed the same dissolving effect that allowed Zott to bond with him. But this time, the canine was the one being bonded. Liam's body was melting into his cock, making it bigger. Newfound strength was found with Zott, his muscles expanding. Liam was steadily absorbed but not lost. The possum was given a new form. Forming next to the canine's head was another, this canine head had the colors of a possum's, gray fur with a pink nose and black tipped ears.

"Three's a crowd, huh?" It was Zott's voice that came out of the new head but Pitch could feel that his friend was in there. Though giving himself up to the demon there was a contentment and elation inside of him. He chuckled and gave a slow pet to both of the heads, making them pant like good dogs before it began to retreat back into their sheath, the hold being just a bit more snug than before...