Thorax X Human Gayfagslop

 

"Thorax, thorax! We're trapped in a poorly written porn post on 4chan and it's not even a greentext because the author is retarded. We've got to have hot fagsex so nerds can jerk off to it."

Thorax, his six foot tall bughorse boyfriend stared at him with sparkly purple eyes, the gears of his mind slowly working as he treied to digest what exactly it was that anon was fucking rambling about. His sparkly wings flapped open slightly in shock.

"O-oh, Okay. If that's what we have to do, I guess I can do some.. Reproduction with you?"

 

Thorax didn't sound fully sure about the whole thing but Anon pushed the bughorse down onto the bed and gripped both of his orange antlers with a hand as he climbed up onto the poster bed. He'd been dating Thorax for a while now, the bugdeerhorse thing looked like something that had been dreamed up by a child on LSD, he had orange horns sprouting from his head like some kind of deer, a smaller green horn that blended in with the rest of his head between the horns, and a long slender neck that led down to an orange chest embeded with three equally spaced gemstones, a large one in the centre and two smaller either side..

 

"H-hey, if I may, you should be showing and not just telling, it's bad to just dump.. Uh, descriptions in the middle of your story like that. People will think you're an... A... Well, an idiot."

He stared down at the underside of his bugdeerhorse boyfriend, a sparkly dark green canopy that he practically wanted to bury his face in. His outer shell was hard, contrasted with glittler and seethrough wings that looked like they had been plucked right off a dragonfly.

 

Their tail too, was a seethrough substanced reinforced at the edge with a hard blue ridge. Reaching his hands down, Anon spread Thorax and got a look at his hole. His bugdeerhorse ponut was a bright orange and smelled like cherries. It was really dumb, but again Thorax's whole anatomy and design was a bit dumb, though he'd never admit that to his face for fear of hurting his feelings.

 

Taking a moment, he reached over to the bedside table and began to wiggle his way out of his trousers, stripping down to his boxers as Thorax stared up at him with wide purple eyes that sparkled like stardust. He could already feel himself getting hard, straining against his underwear.

 

Thorax seemed to be finding the whole thing exciting too, his cock slowly sliding from out of a sheath between his legs, the thick blue cock catching Anon off-guard for a moment. He'd nevber seen it beofre, and just for a moment he felt like he wanted to put it in his mouth. Then he got a grip of himself and used those orange horns to pin the bughorse boyfriend to the bed. Moving a hand down, he stripped his boxers out the way, giving Thorax the best 'fuck me' eyes he could muster.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard you little faggot." With that, he moved his hands to the bottle of lube, smearing it all over his length. It was cold, making him shudder, but as he stared at the fang filled grin of his bug boyfriend he knew that they were going to warm him up.

 

Pushing his hips forward, he wasted no time kissing the head of his cock against their ass, a dark blush rushing to his cheeks as he moved to lay himself against the bug. He felt the warmth of their blue bug cock poking against his stomach, and it excited him further. This was it, he was going to fuck them now.

 

With one firm push, Thorax's hole spread wide and there was a sudden magical glow as the bug unhid his own balls, the green orbs drawing anon's attention. It wasn't proper fag sex if their balls didn't touch after all. Once again he pushed forward, straightening up and getting onto his knees as he used their horns like handels, staring directly down into their eyes. It was an awkward pose but he wanted to stare down into the eyes of his lover as he tried to get them boypregnant.

 

"A-anon.. I... Augh. I love you. I've waioted so long for this." Thorax moaned, earning a soft shushing from Anon, they didn't wish to hear any of that fagshit while they were making sweet gay love to their bugdeer bf afterall. Sliding their hips forward they began to slide inch after inch of their human cock into his hole.

 

A coward will tell you how good it felt, how it was like they were made for each other, how Thorax fit him like a glove. But Thorax was a different species and this xenophilla was against the very laws of nature itself, his asshole was strange, too tight, too hot, and it had strange ridges that rubbed and bumped against his cock. Nature itself was trying to fight back against him, trying to tell him how wrong gay fagsex with his bugdeer bf was, but he wasn't going to let nature stop him, he was going to fuck nature into submission!

 

Forcing his hips forward, Thorax moaned and squirmed softly against the bed. This would have been impossible without lube, but it seemed to awaken something within Thorax, greedily pushing his wide breeding hips back against his human lover, trying to make their unnatural union work, and Anon was here for it.

 

"I'm not hurting you am I?" He asked tentitively. Thorax didn't respond for a moment, biting down onto his hoof to slow his breathing and silence his effeminite moans.

"N-No! Harder!"

 

That was all Anon needed to hear, he forced his hips forward with everything he had now, not stopping until his hips slapped loudly against their green ass, which had no give because it was hard chitin, but that was just how Anon liked it. He began to pump his hips back and forth, working his cock in and out of their ass like hbe was trying to claim it.

 

It might not have been built for his cock, but neither was man ass, and that hadn't exactly stopped faggots fucking each other in the shitters for thousands of years. The ridges hugged and fought against his cock as he plowed forward into new ground. Even if this ass wasn't built for his cock, he could fix that, he could force this ass into a shape more suited for his length!

 

The strange ridges and the intense heat of a different species' ass hugged all around his length, and he realized that he wasn't going to last very long. That was fine, he was going to pump this bugdeer full of his fat fucking load and then he was going to fall asleep cuddled up to him.

 

He didn't really have a choice in the matter, the bug hole was hungry for his cock, and even hungrier for his cum, squeezing against him like it was trying desperately to milk him for everyhing he had to give, and he saw no reason to hold back. Burying his hips forward one final time, Anon was caught off guard when Thorax suddenly leaned forward, forcing him to let go off the antlers as Thorax sank those fangs into his shoulder, tearing through his flesh like butter and giving him a likely permanent reminder of their love. Not that he minded, accident or not, he'd chose the bugdeer as his boyfriend, and accepted all the risks and benefits that brought with it.

 

Pain, pleasure, both ripped through him in equal measure, causing him to cry out as his cock pulsed, burying his human cum deep in the rear of the bug. The taste of his blood seemed to have done something to the 'timid' (Bastard had bit him before, it happened a lot when he got overexcited) bug, his strange blue cock pulsing before it began to fire off ropes of thick green goo that splattered warmly against anon's underside and across the chest of the bug.

 

He winced, the sensation of the pain intensfiying as the orgasm began to die down, but he manged to move his hips far enough to free his cock from their ass with a soft splurting and sucking sound, a wet noise filling the air as he felt blood start to trickle from his wound.

 

Thankfully, Thorax knew quite a lot of powerful healing spells, so while he might have a scar, he wasn't in any danger.

"I love you, weird bugdeer bf." He said, hugging Thorax close and triyng to gently encourage him to loosen up the fangs in his shoulder.