Volg's Lesson
Legal Stuff: Volg and Chocobos are © to Square-Enix and their creators. Not intended for those under the age of 18. No Chocobos were harmed in the making of this story, just fucked silly. This story is dedicated to my mate for encouraging me to write it. Then again, it may just be that he's got a crush on Volg.
Volg stood on the edge of a cliff, his one eye gazing down over the countryside. Mistress Irma had told him to stay behind to make sure no one interfered with her plans at the summit. A voice cried out behind him, "Mr. Volg, Mr. Volg!"
Heaving a sigh, he turned away from the view that being this high on Mt Magma offered and turned his gaze n the blue Chocobo. "What is it, Greeble?" About that time Peekaboo, the overweight pink bird that followed Greeble around, came puffing around the bend.
The blue avian adjusted his glasses and pushed them back up on his head, "We stopped a little twerp at the bottom of the hill."
The black and red male looked down the path and frowned as he saw a yellow plumage flash between two boulders, "Well it looks like you two didn't stop him good enough." Narrowing his eye a little, he saw the little hero wanna-be scamper up some rocks, waving his rear as he did so. Volg let out a low humming noise before nodding; "I know what we'll do to him." Turning, he shot the other two a glare; "You two will grab this little hero when he gets close and hold him down. Then I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget."
Cho huffed softly as he scampered up the windy mountain path. He was in good shape since he loved to run and play as well as listen to the stories Shirma told each day. But the area was very hot and it was making his feathers ruffle and even curl up from the heat. But he had to do this; he had to fix what he had done. Tears gathered in his eyes as he flopped onto his rear, wiping his cheeks with his wings as he sniffled. It was his fault that evil had been released from the book and his fault that his friends had been turned into cards. Jumping back to his feet, he wiped his face clean and sniffed before charging up the road. He was going to set everything right, it was his responsibility.
Turning a corner, he slowed just a step as he saw a flash of pink colored feathers. Suddenly the two Chocobos that had blocked the path below jumped out from behind some rocks and grabbed his wings. Cho let out a squawk and struggled against them as a deep voice called out, "Pin his chest down and keep that rear up." He looked up and saw a larger male with a plumage as dark as the night, red coloring his chest, wings, and head. But his attention was drawn to the red poking between the other male's legs. At first he thought it was just some more feathers, but as the stranger walked around him he realized what it was. The other male was aroused! Squawking more, he kicked and fought as the two lackeys pinned his chest down and grabbed his legs, holding his feet there. Volg walked up behind him and murred, "Mistress Irma doesn't like little meddlers and she told me to make sure that no one came to interfere." He moved over the smaller male, pressing his body on top of Cho's. The yellow male began to panic as that hot cock prodded around his rear before touching his star. "And I'm going to teach you a lesson, boy." With a grunt, he pushed forward into Cho's body.
The yellow male let out a screech as his tailhole was invaded by the older male's shaft. The pointed tip eased the entry, as did some of the pre that had gathered. But Volg didn't take the time to let him adjust or loosen up; he just buried his entire shaft inside his tight rear. Whimpering, he felt tears streaming down his cheeks as he sniffed at the pain. The tapered cock hurt pretty badly when it was hilted, spreading his anal ring wide. His body was pressed down to the dirt as Volg shifted, getting comfortable. "You two can go now, I'll teach this little hero a lesson." Greeble looked like he was about to argue, but Volg was having none of it. Snapping his beak, he pumped his wings; "Move your ass or you'll be next, Greeble!" The blue bird took off with a squawk, Peekaboo charging after his friend.
Volg was surprised at how tight this little one was, but he wasn't as tight as an unused tailhole. Volg let out a coo and leaned down to nip the yellow male's neck, "Oh, it seems someone has bent over for another bird before. Is that what you do down in that little farm, hmm? Just play and fuck all day?" The only answer Cho could give was a sob as his feet clawed weakly. But he wasn't going to go anywhere. The black feathered male let out a low murr as he pulled his hips back. His cone-shaped cock slipping out of the passage before it was crammed right back into the yellow male. His chest pressed against the other male's back, keeping him pinned as his legs and hips went to work. With his powerful build, his thrusts were mighty and drew cries from Cho with each slam.
Cho panted, his face being rubbed into the dirt as the larger male used his body. He blushed as he found he was starting to push back into the rough thrusts, his own erection being pressed into the soft volcanic ash. Volg let out a dark laugh as his own rod slipped in and out of the loosening hole; "Well, it seems the hero is starting to enjoy his little fucking. Jailbirds! Why don't we show this hero a good time?" Cho felt his heart stop as more talons came rushing in front the surrounding area. Opening up his eye, he let out a low whimper as six male birds, all of them roughly his size, gathered around his torso and head, all rubbing their own erections. One stepped forward and grabbed his head, shoving his cock into Cho's beak. The yellow male tried to fight against the black-clad birds, but Volg pecked him firmly; "You want to be a hero and save your friends? You can't even save your own ass from being fucked at my whim." Closing his eyes, he just submitted to it as the pointed cock speared in and out of his tailhole repeatedly. The bird at his front held his head, fucking his beak and pushing into his throat with low coos and grunts.
Volg wasn't even trying to be gentle; slamming into the yellow male as he watched the other's jerking their cocks. A part of him wanted to run off the one the Jailbird that was taking the yellow male's beak, but one look told him to let the bird keep going. He smirked as that male began to huff and pound his feathered crotch into the open beak, "If you cum inside him, you'll be the bird bitch for all the other Jailbirds. I want to see his face covered." The bird gave a huffed chirp before suddenly pulling his cock back and jerking it. A few seconds later, he trembled and let out a shrill cry as his seed erupted all over Cho's face and beak. The yellow feathers were stripped with white cum as Volg shifted. "Very nice look there."
Shifting his body, the larger male planted a foot right on Cho's ass and deepened his thrusts, pushing his cock in to the very root. Cho squeaked and blushed as his own erection was straining against his belly, his pre making ash stick to its surface. The Jailbird that finished stepped back, another one rushing to take his pace as his wing flew over his cock. It only took this male a few seconds before his seed splattered over the pinned male's head. Volg was starting to pant heavily now, enjoying the sight of this male under him panting and squeaking.
His eye widened when the hero's tailhole started to clamp around his dick as the smaller male voiced a cry. Stopping for a moment, he leaned to the side and smirked as he saw the yellow Chocobo's cock spurting onto the ground. That was more than enough incentive for him to finish up quickly. His hips began to hammer against the yellow rump as he panted. The Jailbirds were spurred on by his increased pace, two of them fighting to go next until they both spurted onto the pinned bird's head and face. Volg smirked and slammed into his rear hard before going back to his rapid pace of frenzied thrusts, pounding into the poor male's ass.
Cho's world was a blur of embarrassment, feeling his ass being violated by this male he only knew as 'Mr. Volg', feeling the warm wetness splatter across his face and neck as each of the Jailbirds took a turn to cum on his face, and worst of all was his own seed that matted his belly feathers. Then it happened, right as the last bird was artfully covering up the remaining spots of yellow on his face; Volg let out a screech. The sound started out low in the black colored male's chest. It built up slowly as his hips trembled against Cho's ass as it pounded the sore rear rapidly. It broke free of the one-eye male's beak in a full-fledge call as his cock fired its molten cream into the abused ass. He barely let a couple strands fire into the yellow's bowels before jerking his rod out. A Jailbird reached over and began to jerk Volg's cock quickly, milking more of his hot seed out. The cum splattered over the male's ass and tailhole as it slowly tightened back up. Volg panted down at Cho and shook out his feathers as he finished up. Standing up he started to strut away like the cock that had just bred a prize hen, "Let this be a lesson, little one. While your 'friends' sit around back at that farm, you are putting your ass on the line for their safety." He glanced over his shoulder as the Jailbirds flocked around him, "And next time I won't let you go." He smirked and walked off, his feathers spread proudly.
Some time later, he wasn't sure how long, Cho heard a voice calling for him. He tried to get up, but couldn't get his legs to work right. Shirma came around a corner and gasped as she saw the male flopping on the ground, "Cho! What's the matter?" Running up, the human cupped his head in her hands and brushed some of the drying cum off his cheek. "Come on, let's get you down to the farm and clean you up." She felt her heart sinking as the male stood up shakily and began to limp along with her. Cho spared a glance up the mountain, glaring at the male that he knew was up there somewhere. He would get his revenge on that male.
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Cho popped out of the latest picture book he'd found, >, and looked around with a chirp. He'd been running into those males that worked for Irma a lot, having to battle them in almost every book to unlock either a miracle or a card. But this latest one had given him an idea on how to get his revenge on that black and red male. Stepping outside of the old hollow tree that was sheltering the book, he began to look around the misty forest. About a year ago, he'd snuck into Cid's room and found a book detailing all sorts of creatures bound up with rope in various positions. The pictures were usually in sets, the creature being bound, being rutted, then after they were done. The yellow colored male hurried back to the farmhouse, focusing on the task at hand. Ducking into one of the buildings near the farmhouse, he dug around until he came up with a few things that would work nicely. Cho found a saddlebag and stuffed some leather harnesses and rope into the bag before flicking shouldering it and running back to the tree.
By the time he got back to the tree, Cho's cock had erected and was so hard it ached. Moaning, he set the bag down and seated himself inside the tree. Closing his eyes, he could clearly remember the feeling of having that cock up his rear, fucking him silly. Then his mind raced forward and he remembered seeing Volg's star under his tail. Sure all Chocobos walked around with their tails lifted and fanned like that, but it seemed as if Volg were begging to be fucked. Jumping up, the yellow male leapt at the book, almost missing it in his rush to get inside.
The challenge was fairly simple, just collect more coins than Volg as they 'fell' from the Titan's shrine at the top of the beanstalk while Titan chased them down. But as the game started, his eye was on a different sort of prize. The game started and Cho began to grab up as many coins as he can, making sure he'd win. But as he saw the bottom getting closer, he began to do all he could to slow down. His beak turned up in a smile as Volg passed him on the way down. The smaller male folded his wings in and dropped right onto Volg's back, hitting him in the back of the head with a wing. The black and red male uttered a grunt as his body went limp and they began to fall. The magic of the book stopped them on the way down and Cho held on tightly as he was declared the winner of the race and pushed out of the book.
Blinking at the sudden change, he looked around and grinned as he saw the unconscious Volg under him. Cho held still for a long moment, listening to the other male's breathing. His cock, which had softened in the book, firmed up in seconds and was begging for him just to stuff it in the other male's ass and get it over with. But he knew he couldn't, if the larger Chocobo woke up then he'd be up shit creek. Moving slowly, he picked up the picture book and moved it off the stump, putting it in a corner next to the bag he brought from the farm. Now he had a perfect place to rest the other male during his payback.
He hurried over and lowered his head and arms, wiggling them under Volg. The other male was larger and older, so he was heavier with all the extra muscle he'd developed. But Cho was on a mission and the yellow bird huffed and puffed as he moved the black and red male over to the low stump, rolling him onto it. He froze when Volg let out a groan, his heart racing. But when the one-eyed Chocobo didn't wake up, he slowly moved him some so his belly and chest was against the wooden surface. First thing he did was getting some leather straps with padding on the insides and wrapped these around the male's thighs. They were part of a harness designed to let Chocobos pull carts without hurting themselves, but now he a much better use for them. Making sure they were cinched up right, he fed some rope through the rings and through the stump's roots. Tying them up, he made Volg's body shift into a kneeling position, lifting up his rear as if he were presenting it.
Cho had to bite his wing at the sight, staring for a second before hurrying to get the chest harness and a bridle. He worked quickly to get those two things on, having some difficulty getting the harness around the slumbering male's wings. But before long, he had run some of his extra rope through rings in those and fed them back to the roots as well. The last thing he did was put the bridle onto the one-eyed male's head, feeding its reins down to a root and tying it there. Now that Volg was secured, Cho went to work adjusting his position a little. Tighten a rope here, move one there, he was careful to make everything exactly how he wanted it to be. Stepping back, he let out a moan at the sight. The red and black male was positioned like a Chocobo hen, just waiting to be bred. His rear was tilted up and pushed back, revealing his tight-looking tailhole. His chest was pressed to the stump with his head lowered, his wings free to flap (for all the good that would do). Everything was perfect.
Blushing, he walked up behind Volg and used his hands to pull the other male's rear cheeks apart. His eyes looked over the tailhole before deciding it was clean enough. Leaning in, he opened his beak wide and rubbed his tongue around the bud. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the older male kept himself very clean, and he even seemed to have a vaguely spicy flavor. Cooing, he nuzzled the star and let his tongue keep brushing over the sphincter to get it ready for his own cock. Reaching a wing under his body, he began to stroke his cock as he moaned, savoring the few moments of simple pleasure he had before his prisoner woke up and the real fun began.
Volg let out a groan as he began to wake up, the back of his head killing him. The last thing he could remember was doing one of those stupid little challenges. He had just passed that little hero-wanna-be when something hit him in the back of his head. He was trying to sort things out when he felt a tongue rubbing against his tailhole. He loved the feeling of that and kept himself very clean for when Irma would do that to him before sucking his cock dry or riding him. Letting out a moan he tried to push back, but was stopped by the restraints. "What the...where am I?!" He tried to kick his legs, but they could only move a little thanks to the bonds. His wings began to pump as he began to curse whoever had done this to him.
Cho pulled back as the male woke up and began to call out. Sighing, he walked around in front of Volg and stood there. The black and red male hissed at him, his feathers puffing out to try and intimidate the younger male, "You! Untie me this instant or you will pay."
The yellow male smirked and chirped softly, "It's your turn to pay for what you did to me." And he leaned back, letting the fettered Chocobo see his own lance before walking around him. The one-eyed male stared at that cock; it was the same length as his pole, but didn't have the thickness yet. He snarled and thrashed in the binds, trying to free himself and show this impetuous little bird who was the boss around here.
His beak opened up for another bout of yelling right as Cho got behind him and lined up. Instead of a curse or a threat, a screech broke free of his chest as his tailhole was invaded suddenly. Sure Irma had pushed a couple fingers up there before, but he'd never had another male's cock up there. His skin flushed bright red under his plumage as he was mounted like a female. Clenching his beak tightly, he huffed as he felt the smaller male adjust behind him, getting ready for the main act. The yellow male moaned as Volg's tight, warm ass gripped his cock. Shifting his feet a bit, he pressed up close and huffed as his wings rested on the waiting rear. Pulling back halfway, he jabbed in quickly a few times to get used to the feeling of such a clinched ass around his cock. Leaning his head forward, he pressed his beak into the black feathers on Volg's back before he started to fuck in earnest.
The red and black male gave up fighting when he felt those first couple thrusts, knowing that he would injure himself long before he escaped the bonds. Cho had planned this out carefully and won this round, so he had nothing more to do than concede defeat. But since the other male was shorter, his cock was barely rubbing against Volg's prostate. The yellow male huffed pulled out, running to get the book. Pulling it around, he stepped up onto the tome and grinned as he pressed back in. Now he could hunch over the darker male and pound right into that spot.
Volg couldn't see what the other male was doing when he pulled out; all he could do was listen to his movements. A heavy thump sounded behind him followed by a little giggle and that cock pushing back into him. He was about to let out a grunt of discomfort when the lance speared right into his prostate. His cock, which had hardened during the rimming, throbbed and let out a large drop of pre as he gasped. Encouraged, Cho began to pound his ass with the vigor only a younger male could mange. The older male let out a groan, knowing that the yellow Chocobo wouldn't last long at this pace. But at the same time he didn't care as his gland was stimulated continuously. Reaching a wing around, he gripped the shaft that had pounded his ass just hours before and began to pump it.
The two males groaned, their bodies moving as their pleasure spiked higher and higher. Volg was panting as his cock was jerked off and his prostate jabbed with each and every thrust. Cho was huffing, as the tailhole would clench around his tapered shaft, milking him already. Of course experience and age won out as the male on top let out a cry as his body pressed into the darker one's body. His seed spurted into the waiting tailhole as Volg let out a low moan, feeling someone cumming into him for the first time of his life. Quickly pulling out, Cho knelt down and pushed his beak around the cock, deep-throating it as the male gasped. Reaching up, he pushed a digit into the loosened tailhole and rubbed the prostate. That was more than enough to set Volg off, his cock starting to spray his cream into the yellow's crop.
Cho smirked as he drank down the thick seed, gulping heavily. Once he got all he could, he moved around the bound male and pumped his cock quickly. Since he had just cum, it wouldn't take much to set him off again. The one-eyed Chocobo looked up right as the cock began to erupt, painting his dark plumage with white streamers of sticky bird spunk. Cho let out another soft screech as his hips jerked his ropes of cum going all over the feathers and beak. Smiling, he winked at Volg and trotted out of the room, whistling to himself.
Volg growled and thrashed at his bonds as he was left there. It was one thing to submit to the fucking (which he did enjoy) and the facial, but he would not suffer through the humiliation of being found like this. He tried to get loose, but with his entire body bound like this he could barely move at all. His form froze when he heard footsteps coming up behind him and began to pray that it wasn't anyone he knew. A soft thunk echoed through the hollow tree a moment before something cool rubbed over his rear and cock. He was confused for a moment before the other male, the same one that bound him and fucked him, walked around with a cloth and bucket of water. Sitting down, Cho let out a coo as he cleaned up Volg's beak and face. He made sure to get everything before just smiling at the other Chocobo.
Volg looked at him a moment before nodding, "I will not attack you, you have won this." Cho let out a chirp and quickly untied his knots, finding it much easier to take off the harness than it was to put it on. The older male looked at him before nodding, standing there in front of him. The yellow Chocobo leaned up and gave him a beak-kiss before running out, bag slung onto his back and bucket swinging form his hands. The black and red male watched before shaking his head, "To think, he'd prove the more honorable one." Starting out, he winced a bit at his sore ass and took it a little easier as he shuffled out of the hollow tree. He looked towards the retreating male, "But don't let that think I'll go easy on you. It just means I won't be going easy on you anymore." Trying to walk proudly, he headed towards where Irma was waiting. But he made a note to visit the farm once all this was over.