Silk, Gold and Meat

The two fox princes ruled a kingdom of silk and stone. Their castle stood high above the southern plains, its towers catching every sunrise. Inside, nothing was denied to them. They shared lovers, power, and even their bed.
But lately, even the most eager mouths and the tightest asses didn't satisfy. They wanted something bigger, stronger, they wanted to be filled until they ached.So they sent word down the roads, quietly, through silver and whispers. They weren't looking for nobility, they wanted raw stock, something bred for size and strength.

The bull was brought to them after three weeks. A trader from the borderlands hauled him in a cage behind a black wagon. He stood when the bars were lifted, his horns polished, his body stripped of all clothing. His hide was white, smooth across slabs of muscle. His chest was broad, his stomach tight. His cock hung thick and heavy, swaying as he walked forward with the chain around his neck.

The younger prince stepped down first. He reached out and gripped the bull's cock, weighed it in his hand, then looked to his brother with a smile. The elder circled him, knelt behind the bull, and grabbed his cheeks, no words were spoken. They paid the man. They took the bull inside.

In their private chamber, the bed was already stripped, the sheets drawn back, the princes stripped, shoulder to shoulder, one wore gold rings on his cock; the other had his tail tied in a red silk ribbon. The bull stood over them, his cock already hard, leaking down the shaft.

The younger prince dropped to his knees and took the bull into his mouth. He gagged but didn't stop. The bull grunted, hand on the fox's head, hips rolling forward. The elder lay back on the bed, legs up, hole open. He stroked his own cock, watching his brother choke on the bull's length.

The bull pulled free and climbed onto the bed. He didn't hesitate. He lined up, gripped the prince's thighs, and pushed in. The fox gasped. His back arched. The bull fucked deep: no rush, just full, steady thrusts. His balls slapped down with each movement.

When the bull came, he stayed buried, flooding the elder's ass with thick, hot cum. It spilled out when he pulled free, dripping onto the sheets.

The younger brother watched, jerking himself, leaking across his fingers. When his brother lay moaning in a puddle of cum, the younger prince got on the bed and looked back at them both.

"I want both of you", he said, "Now."

The elder brother moved beneath him, sliding his cock in first: he knew that hole well. The younger prince gasped, body tense, then relaxed into it. The bull stepped up, knelt behind him, and aimed high.
There was resistance. The prince grit his teeth as the bull's thick cock pushed in over his brother's. His hole stretched wide... Too wide... He whimpered. The elder held him tight, murmuring something low into his ear.
Then the bull pushed past the last tight ring and slid in.
The prince cried out. His hole was full, stretched to the edge. Two thick cocks buried inside, balls pressed together against his ass. The pressure was unreal. He couldn't breathe, but he didn't want to stop.

The two began to move.

At first, slow. Grinding against each other inside him. Every inch of his guts shifted with every push. The
Elder fucked in deep while the bull pulled back, then the bull slammed forward while his brother held
Steady. Their rhythm found him. The prince's cock throbbed untouched, dripping on the brother's chest.
He moaned and shook, his body opened more with each stroke.

He begged for it: "Don't stop, fuck me full".

His voice rough, face slick with sweat.
They fucked him until he lost track of time. Until he couldn't speak, until both the bull and his brother
Emptied inside him, stuffing him with thick loads that leaked out around their cocks.

When they finally pulled out, the younger prince lay on his back, hole wide open, cum leaking down his
Thighs. He smiled, chest rising slow.
"Next time,"He said, "I top."

The bull, still hard, stepped closer again.

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