Spring Rest
Anonymously commissioned story.
This story involves two Hrothgars (bara cats from FFXIV) travelling together and getting into some hardcore sex after admitting their attraction for each other!
Written by AlexNightmurr (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/alexnightmurr/ / https://inkbunny.net/AlexNightmurr)

Hrothgars, naturally, tend to travel by themselves. Since their royal line has long since dissolved, the Hrothgar males that lived in the Queen's royal retinue have been scattered across the whole world - each finding their way. 
One such Hrothgar is Alex Vael: a man who has been living in Eorzea for some 6 years now, but has always struggled to find a constant set of companions during the time in which he's lived here. 
That is, until he chanced upon another Hrothgar man, by the name of Gris, during his recent excursions to La Noscea to thwart the primal threat there. 
Gris was a lot more quiet and reserved than the boisterous and friendly Alex, but the older Hrothgar liked that about him. Whenever he chimed it, it was usually about something funny or helpful, and it made Alex realise that there's no reason to be so loud all the time. Over time, he got used to his quiet nature, and spent a lot of time looking at him and thinking about him. Alex didn’t want to admit it at first, but he feels a certain attraction towards Gris.
After a long day of dealing with the kobolds, the two muscled Hrothgars returned to Camp Bronze Lake in order to relax at the springs there. 
Alex caught Gris periodically looking at him, watching him, before turning away. He thought nothing of it - maybe he just admires his friend. 
Alex’s ginger hair and grey fur was shiny and sweaty with sweat, which rolled in ropes across his body. Gris looked again and gulped. He could feel some pressure in his groin but he tried to ignore it. Then, when his friend's handsome face turned around to smile at him, he nearly blushed. 
“I fancy a dip in the springs, what about you?”
Gris nervously shuffled with the things in his pocket and meekly spoke up:
“U-Um, sure.”
Alex beamed out. 
“Great! I've been wanting to get out these sweaty clothes for a while now. Let's get changed and have a fun time relaxing!”
Gris stayed in his place just to watch Alex’s tail swish as he entered his cubicle, then Gris quickly rushed off to his own cubicle afterwards - quickly shoving off his clothes, and noticing his rock hard cock, he gave it a few tugs, and moaned - his head filled with images of his studly companion and how badly he wants to see him naked. 
Meanwhile, Alex had run into a similar problem himself. As he stripped down to nothing, he looked at his big flaccid uncut cock, his mind filling with images of Gris. He particularly liked how the guy was smaller than him, thinking of a scenario where Gris was forced to suck his cock while standing up. 
He sighed, and swung the door back open to jump in the springs, but noticed Gris standing there stark naked too. Alex awkwardly chuckled and Gris’s eyes almost instantly went to his crotch, particularly his large, hardening manhood. Alex’s face darkened as he saw how much Gris was enjoying the sight of his cock. The poor guy was completely flustered as Alex plopped himself into the water. 
“Come on, hop in!”
Gris nodded, and went in the springs himself. While he was doing so, Alex was watching his Gris’s plump backside work its way down to the pool, and bit his lip. 
“I'll have to take care of this urge eventually…”
Gris perked his ear to Alex. 
“What did you say?”
“U-Um, nothing!”
Both of them were as awkward as each other, but as the hot spring waters relaxed them and calmed their nerves, it allowed them to talk about topics while in the close vicinity of each other. It also allowed one or the other to take frequent looks at one another. The sexual tension was through the roof. Alex made all sorts of excuses to touch Gris as much as possible, who blushed and quivered under his touch. It set him off to no end, seeing Gris meep and grow shy under his presence. Alex wanted so badly to force him to his knees, and make him suck his horny throbbing cock, but he knew better than to do that right. After the two got themselves cleaned up, they turned to look at each other with the same expression: smiling. 
“Ah, it's quite fun having you around, Gris.”
Gris smiled back, blushing as he directed his head down. 
“T-Thanks…”

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It was time to ‘hit the hay’, as it were. Both Hrothgars were tuckered out from today's trials and tribulations, and the long road to ascertain Titan's presence proved arduous. 
After soaking and cleansing themselves in the springs, both men were rather chubbed up from seeing each other… Although neither could admit this was the case. Alex, though, had a more nefarious plan in mind. He just changed into more comfortable clothes for the night, and creaking to Gris’s room, he opened the door very slightly, and put his subligar on the guy's dresser. He then silently slinked away to stand by the side of the door, away from his line of sight. 
Once Gris finished stripping down to his bare form, he turned around to see a new article of clothing on his dresser. He frowned slightly, then his eyes focused in on the object to realise that is was a subligar. He gasped and leapt over to it. Alex had to stifle a chuckle as he groped his hardening cock to Gris’s all-too-eager-submissiveness. 
Gris grabbed the subligar in his paw, brought it up to his nose, and smelt deeply. In almost an instant, his head was filled with a very distinctive musk. Earthly, deep, smelling slightly like dark chocolate… Then his cock throbbed to hardness, leaking precum from the tip. This was his crush’s smell, Alex’s!
It was already too much sensory overload for him, that he didn't even bother questioning the how or why his friend's subligar made its way into his room, but all he knows is that it smells fucking amazing. He kept the subligar firmly planted on his face as he almost collapsed back onto his bed, his cock throbbing madly without even touching it, drinking the smell of his ginger Hrothgar friend in like a drug. 
Alex desperately wanted to jerk off that cock for him, but he had to savour the moment. His 9-inch thick daddy cock was almost about to burst, just looking at the sight of his friend taking in his smell like a whore. 
“Oh, Alex, Mmm.. Fffuck… Aaah…”
It didn't take long for Gris to notice that his cock was in dire need of attention, so he didn't even bother with slowly jerking it. Already, due to being drunk on the musk of an older and hairier Hrothgar, he was beating his meat with uncontrolled, fast pumps. He had long since closed his eyes, just to imagine his handsome Hrothgar friend towering over him as he took in that deep, earthly smell, purely drunk on his scent while he imagined his huge muscular, dominant form that he had just seen in the springs. 
It was too much. Having his musk intoxicate him, getting to grope his subligar that he had seen his clearly-not-small cock bulge out, along with seeing him naked for the first time just an hour ago, that set him over the edge. Gris bit into the subligar as his orgasm washed over him like a wave of pleasure, his cock cumming hands free since his fingers were busy jamming his hole imagining that fat dick of his friend stretching him out. 
“God… Just fucking give it to me you big-dicked, musky beast!!”
Gris was clearly sexually frustrated with how much he wanted to have Alex's huge cock stretch out his guts. 
And that made Alex cum uncontrollably all over his muscular furry stomach and chest, some of his healthy thick cum spurts also dripping to the floor, dripping limply from his shiny, cummy, 9-inch thick uncut Hrothgar cock. He was just about ready to call it a day until he opened his eyes and saw Gris’s whole body covered in a mess of his own cum, while he was furiously fucking his hole with his fingers, biting into his subligar like a sex-starved bitch. 
Alex went to bed with a lesson that day: Gris clearly needs his dick, and he's definitely going to give him it. 

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Gris woke up early in sweat. Unable to go back to sleep, he started gathering his things for the battle with Titan ahead. He walked out into the hallway to check up on Alex (in truth, he just wanted to see his muscular body again…), who called out to him:
“You’re up early, Gris.” he said in his deep, smooth voice which made him blush and meep with surprise. 
Gris walked close to his door and started to get cold feet. What if Alex thinks he’s stalking him? What if he really doesn’t want him around?
“Don’t be shy,” he called out to him. “I’m not that scary, am I?”
The door creaked open, revealing a shirtless Alex, his muscular chest soaked with water, a towel around his waist. Gris could feel the blood drain from his face as he immediately looked down to see Alex’s cock bulging out his towel. He gulped. 
“Eyes up here,” he chuckled. Gris was never really sure what to make of his friend’s attitude towards him - he always thought he would just be a regular guy, but it’s seems that Alex likes the attention. 
“Why don’t you come in? I need a massage…” 
Alex sat on the edge of his bed and invited Gris over. Gris meekly sat next to him, unsure what to do with his hands as he braced them on Ely’s broad shoulders.
“Such a muscular back…”
“You’re quiet, mister. Why don’t you say something?”
“Sorry, haha…”
“Just roll. Dig deep and get the tension out.”
Gris nodded and did what he asked. He found it surreal, being in such close physical contact with his body, and getting to touch it so intimately. Gris soon got into a routine of massaging his back, slowly getting more confident. Throughout the session, Alex groaned and moaned with satisfaction. This made Gris bite his lip and feel his cock chub up. Then, he shook his paws off his shoulders. 
“Come to the front,” he stated. 
This was like heaven for him. He was now in front of Alex’s soaped-up front, his muscular chest heaving with his breathing, a slight smile curling up on his face.
“Massage my chest now. Be a good boy?”
Gris’s ears perked up;
“A good boy…?”
Alex chuckled in that smooth voice of his again.
“Yes, a good boy. You’re quiet, but you’re nice.”
Gris blushed and smiled.
“Aw… thanks.”
Now this time was a bit more… difficult. Being so close to the bare chest of his crush was an experience that he’ll remember, to be sure.
“Sit on my lap.”
Gris scooted on his friend’s lap and started massaging his shoulders, being very shy about making eye contact as Alex was looking into his eyes. He purple eyes emitted a certain warmth that he felt pulled him closer to his gaze. 
Gris placed a paw on his pecs and he realised how warm and firm they were to the touch. 
“What…? Don’t be shy.”
He couldn’t quite tell, but it seemed that Alex was leaning closer and closer to him every-time he massaged his front, starting from his chest - to his torso, now his abs… 
When Gris reached his abs, massaging them gently, and taking far too long to rub the tension out (really he just wants an excuse to feel up the muscular Hrothgar further) he felt Alex’s head bump against his own.
“Do you like me…?” He said in a surprisingly soft voice.
Gris gasped, his nerves kicked in, and he felt like running away. But Alex kept him close, grabbing his shoulders, moving his body close to his so they were both touching chests together, nervously breathing, the tension so palpable. Alex’s head towered over Gris’s smaller height, and he had to look up to tell him, gulping with nerves:
“...Maybe a bit.” He said, admitting more than he felt comfortable at the time. The seconds felt like an eternity to Gris; waiting, gauging for any interaction. Then he felt his paw on the back of his head. Alex reached down to lock him into a kiss - a long, passionate one that took it’s time. He was awestruck. 
Gris barely had any time to process what had happened before he found himself being flipped over on the bed - Alex still kissing him, harder this time, with raw passion. Feeling his friend’s tongue dance around in his mouth made him whimper; Alex certainly wasn’t hiding anything, and definitely brought across that same dominant vibe that he always felt during their travels together. 
Alex pulled back from the kiss with a sly smirk. 
“I can tell you’ve been wanting me to do that for a long time. ”
Gris giggled, then looked to the side.
“Maybe…”
He felt Alex’s strong paws comb through his body. A wave of submissiveness washed over him as he did so. Suddenly, Gris felt a pull to this man - to submit to his every whim and desire, even more than before. 
It was no joke: Gris was deeply in love with him. 
“You’re so shy. You don’t admit much. Is it because… You want me so much you don’t know how to describe it?”
Gris thought on those words. He was about to answer, but he felt that same warm mouth touching his again. Alex’s voice was as smooth as silk; his breath like honey to his ears.
“You don’t have to say it. I know how much you want me. I would be scared to admit that I jerked off to that ass of yours, too…”
He felt a swell of pride in his stomach as Alex said those words to him. 
Gris was slowly getting more into it, understanding that Alex thought the same; that they wanted to embrace their desire for each other.
Then he felt a hard ‘flop’ against his rapidly hardening cock. He looked down, and his eyes almost burst out of their socket. 
It was Alex’s cock: 9 pure inches of fat, uncut, manly Hrothgar meat that throbbed warmly against his own well-endowed size. 
“I know how much you want it.”
Gris couldn’t speak. He was both in awe and incredibly impressed that he was living out in fantasies. So Alex was hung. He did have a huge dick. 
“Let it out,” he said, as he wrapped his arms around Gris’s body - held him close, the two of them sharing heat together, rubbing dicks together.
“Breathe. Relax. Daddy will take good care of you.”
Alex’s dick leaked precum all over Gris's taut stomach, it was throbbing and twitching madly against his own. He used his hips to rub his hung erect length directly over Gris’s, causing immense pleasurable friction between the two pieces of Hrothgar meat - making them both dribble precum all over themselves as they made out. 

Gris, this time, was not going to hide his feelings any longer. He joined the kiss with his newfound mate, and embraced him with equal measure. 
He gripped Alex’s body, running his paws all over his muscled back, taking in the hulking, muscular form of his manly friend. He whimpered, whined and moaned with satisfaction as Alex did the same to his own body - particularly gripping around his ass, groping it and spreading those cheeks wide to lodge a finger inside. It took a while for Gris to process that it was even there; his friend’s huge cock rubbing against his own felt so shockingly amazing that it blocked all other feelings out. 
His finger felt so tight around Gris’s clenching hole - bereft of his cock for so long, begging to be stuffed with his meat. But not yet; Alex had other things in mind. 

Alex pulled back, unlodged his finger, and slammed Gris to the back of the bed. 
“Your moans turn me the fuck on.”
He said, in a deep, husky voice. 
Gris eyes adjusted to see Alex’s large, throbbing cock in front of him and instinctively opened his mouth. 
Alex, of course, used this opportunity to properly shove his cock inside of Gris's virgin throat, causing him to gag as he felt his friend’s cock force it’s way down his mouth, his throat being jammed full of the fat length, definitely not a size he's used to, or any cock at all, but still enjoying nonetheless despite the lack of air. 
Alex smirked as he watched his friend (now turned bitch) struggle to fit the thick cock in his mouth, gurgling around it, using his paws to pull back the shaft a little bit, but still keeping the fat tip enclosed and throbbing in his mouth. 
“How does that feel?”
Gris blushed and moaned around the cock, sending vibrations of pleasure all throughout his shaft. 
Alex let out a deep moan in his throat and bit his lip as he saw Gris’s paws feed more of his cock inside his mouth. It only took Gris half a minute to properly adjust to that cock in his mouth, and to know what he needs to do to service Alex. He's just that needy for him. 
“I'll take that as a yes.”
As Gris began to control and slurp the magnificent cock that was in his mouth, Alex decided to turn it up a notch and began to get in a rhythm of facefucking that cute moaning muzzle. 
Once he felt the last of the shaft slip in without difficulty, he grabbed the back of Gris’s head and slammed him down to the hilt of his cock, forcing him to inhale his pubes which brushed against his nose. 
Gris’s lips were stretched around Alex’s fat length, drinking up the musk from his pubes like a drug. 
The big burly Hrothgar chuckled and held Gris's mouth tight around his cock. 
“I knew you'd have no trouble. Probably practiced this in your head a lot.”
Gris blushed and didn't even want to admit that he tried leaving the subligar in his mouth at one point, just so he could feel the scent on his tongue. 
The dommy daddy above grunted and got back into his rhythm again, using Gris’s head like a fleshlight and not giving him any chance to breathe oxygen with that fat cock plugging his throat. 
“The only thing you're allowed to breathe in is my musk,”
Alex sneered out, then slapped Gris’s face with a snarl. Yeah. He's that type of dom. 
“God, I'd think that you're made for cocksucking and nothing else when you grip around my cock like this.”
Gris moaned, and looked up to Alex with pleading eyes. 
“What, you want my milk? Better suck harder then, bitch.”
Alex felt Gris's tongue snake around his cock a lot more, polishing every conceivable inch of it in his mouth. 
“That's more like it. I know you've been wanting to latch yourself on my groin ever since you set eyes on me.”
Alex sneer turned into a smile, as he grabbed the sides of Gris's head again, preparing for what would be his final facefuck as he felt his orgasm rapidly approaching. 
“Get ready, bitch. Daddy Hrothgar needs to cum inside you hard.”
Alex didn't let Gris move his head this time, instead forcing him to deepthroat the entirety of his cock, his eyes watering from the power of the musk. 
His big balls furiously slapped the bottom of Gris's chin - full with cum, ready to be unloaded in that tight milking throat of his. They quickly grew sloppy from some spit dripping out of Gris's already well-stretched mouth. 
The ginger Hrothgar grunted out, his words almost incoherent as they drip with pleasure: 
“I'm cumming inside you, I'm gonna do it, cum right in your sexy little throat- aarrrhh..” 
Gris's cock, already very hard, exploded as he felt his friend's huge cock tip expand in his mouth, shooting thick ropes of semen right down his gullet - Alex’s cock was like a tap of cum let loose in his mouth, completely battering his gullet full of the stuff. Already running dangerously low on oxygen after being stuffed to the base of his pubes for so long, Gris quickly retreated back from the still-hard, spit-shiny, cummy cock - but not before swallowing all the cum that was deposited inside of him, running down his throat like honey. To Alex’s surprise, he didn't wince at all. Infact, a slight smirk could be seen creeping up on Gris's face as he swallowed his friend's loin juices down. 

“I'm not done with you yet.”
Gris's face then flashed into disbelief as he was tossed over to the stomach, his asscheeks spread roughly apart by Alex’s carnivorous hands. 
Gris gasped as he felt Ely’s tongue penetrate through his ass, lubing up his insides with his spit. It felt electric to Gris, who hiked up his ass in order for his friend to rim it further. 
He muffled his moans in the cushion as Alex’s tongue danced around inside his ass, penetrating through with relative ease. Then it snaked back outside, and Gris could feel Ely’s fat tip rub against the rim of his now spit-sodden asshole. 
“Ready?” Alex asked gently this time, wrapping his defined arms around Gris's trembling neck. 
“Y-Yeah.”
With a small grunt, Alex pushed the tip in Gris's ass, slipping with ease, thanks to his lubing - but it was still quite thick for Gris to take. The shaft followed quickly thereafter, and it took Gris more time than anticipated to adjust to his friend's size.
He bit into the cushion with a trembling lip as he felt Alex’s thick length stretch open his ass, sending shivers all over his body as he felt another man thrust himself deep in his body. Alex growled and bit on Gris's shoulder, all of his shaft now fully inside the clenching hole. Gris's hole was twitching, his body feeling warm with his friend's cock inside him. Then the itch began. The itch for the male to thrust in deeper.
“Just fuck me properly, do it, please… Fuck me hard. Make me into your cumdump bitch,” he moaned
The dirty talk coming from his once-shy mouth both surprised and aroused Alex, who thrust in more, his powerful hips slapping against Gris's round taut ass. 
A smirk creeped up on the side of Gris's face. 
“That all?”
Alex breathed into his ear, 
“I ain't even done yet, sex toy.”
So it was from bitch, whore, fleshlight, to sex toy. Alex is certainly enjoying his time inside another man. He then made sure his cock was fully lodged inside of Gris's still clenching hole, and… let out a sigh of relief, as he flooded Gris's insides with warm urine. 
Once hearing Gris's surprised gasp, Alex chuckled:
“Gotta keep my cocksleeve warm.”
Alex slapped his ass again, now firmly planted to the base of his pubes while a gold-spewing cock flooded him, making it jiggle. Alex bit his lip. 
“Christ, but I've always loved seeing your ass. Always wanted to piss inside before plowing it.”
Gris's moans kept getting louder as Alex continued his dirty talk, thrusting in more and making sure all that sweet Hrothgar nectar was fully filled inside of his special little cumdump. 
“Love how small you are too, compared to me. I've always had dreams of you sucking my cock while standing up.”
Alex groaned in sheer bliss as he felt the tight grip of Gris's virgin ass caress every inch of his throbbing meat, now constantly thrusting inside. His ass, now filled with piss, is fighting to keep it all - but thankfully Alex’s long-dicking did the job - thrusting his full dick in and out of the hole with such force that it forced the torrent of piss back in, droplets of it clinging to his upper leg and Gris's ass. 
“Look at this, now I'm finally fucking you, straight after I've unloaded my bladder into you, and you're not complaining one bit. I guess you really are a bitch; just a sleeve for me to use. Well, can't let this sex toy go to waste!”
Alex firmly gripped both hips of Gris and fucked him even harder than before this time, rocking the bed with the sheer force of his thrusts, Gris's hole fully stretched and getting plowed hard by his hung cock. 
Gris began instinctively falling back on the cock penetrating him, timing it with his thrusts, just so it milked his cock just right. He could hear Alex’s exasperated breaths in his ear, his beard tickled and nuzzled against his softer fur as he cooed the sweet words of “cocksleeve” and “my little cumdump” to him. 
Alex spanked Gris's ass as he continued plowing him, his muscular body now worked up in a sweat, his orgasm building up, so eager to relieve himself inside Gris's hot tight flesh. 
Gris was close to his second orgasm himself, and he grabbed Alex’s ass from behind and shoved him forward, forcing that fat cock to throb fully inside his ass, Gris gripping tighter around it than ever before. 
Alex groaned, drool falling out of his mouth, as he let his orgasm overtake him. Gris could feel that hard cock paint his piss-soaked insides white, spurting and spouting cum like wildfire inside of him. It filled him up to the brim, and when Alex pulled out, his gaping ass leaked of his cum mixed with a little of his piss. 
Alex sighed with relief. 
“Damn, that looks nasty, but really kind of hot.”
Gris chuckled and made sure to close his ass as much as he could, so he could keep all of his friend's precious juices inside of him. 
“...What now?” Gris said meekly, noticing the birds chirping outside, a clear reprieve from the pleasure-filled moans that once filled this room. The atmosphere was calm, silent - for once, not full of sexual tension. The room stunk, though. But Hrothgars don't mind that after all; it's basically their constant scent!
Alex hugged Gris from behind, massaging his chest and rubbing his hunky body against his back. Gris closed his eyes as he felt Alex’s calm breathing fill his ear. Then there was a pause. 
“Wanna be more than a cumdump?”
“What, your toilet?”
Alex chuckled, then his voice rose back down to seriousness. 
“You could be my boyfriend.”
A jolt ran through Gris. He couldn't stop himself from blushing this time, and Alex saw. He chuckled again in that baritone voice of his. 
“Yeah?” He asked as he flipped Gris over, frotting cocks again, only this time they were hard and cummy. He could feel Alex’s beard brush against his face as got ready to kiss him, nibbling his lips, then once he heard that cute voice of his breathe out a small ‘yes’, he enclosed his mouth around his.