Druid Team-up

Suel stepped inside of the tavern, dead tired after a hard day of earning his pay, fighting wild beasts and monsters alike in the forests and the caves around the town. The Wolvar quickly and covertly scanned the crowd of people that had gathered around, the sides of his muzzle gently rising into a sly smile as he spotted one male in particular, a Worgen sitting in the corner of the room. Suel hadn't come to the tavern just for some rest and a drink, he had some other, much more interesting, plans in mind for his relaxation. He studied the Worgen for a few moments, watching the canine before slowly strolling towards the male. Suel had seen him before, chatting with him a few times in the past, enough to know that his name was Heinrich and that he was a Druid, just as the Wolvar was. His fur was light grey, a few darker skewed stripes wrapping around his fluffy coat, two erect ears poking out of his black mane. He only noticed the approaching fellow druid when Suel sat down next to Heinrich, grinning up at him, 
"Fancy seeing you here again, what brings you to this town?" 
"Suel, I had no idea you'd be here as well! I'm only passing through the area, I decided it would be best to spend the night in this inn."
"Well you chose well. Have someone already lined up to warm your bed~?" 
The directness of the Wolvar's words made Heinrich stutter for a moment, his gaze quickly shifting away from Suel's smirking face to hide his blushing, 
"I… no… I do not. I hadn't exactly thought of… well, that." 
"You should, it gets deceptively cold during the nightfall here."
The Worgen huffed through his nose as he suddenly felt a hand sliding down his thigh, the other druid shuffling closer to him until their sides were pressing against each other. He cleared his throat, trying to hold back the storm of excitement ravaging his poor brain, 
"Are you… offering to… warm my bed?" 
"Would you take me up on that offer?" 
"... yes, yes I would." 
"Well then, I am indeed offering." 
Suel slipped his hand under the canine's loose loincloth, finding the male's hefty sheath, the tip already poking out and drooling precum. Heinrich continued, panting between his words, 
"I don't… yet have a room here though. Apparently I'll need to wait for an hour or several until a bed is clear." 
"That's no issue, not to me at least. C'mon, follow me~" 

Walking through the tavern and crossing the street, Suel led the Worgen to a small and quiet back alley, the pair disappearing behind a corner, out of view of any curious eyes. Heinrich hadn't expected his evening to go quite the way it had turned out, but he was far from complaining about any of it, his eyes nearly glowing from the inner lust that was growing like a wildfire in his belly. The Wolvar twirled around and flopped down onto a comfy pile of straw, spreading his legs and lifting up his cloak to give the blushing canine a good view of his rapidly hardening dick. Heinrich sat down next to Suel, pushing his loincloth aside as he huffed and leaned closer towards the other druid, the duo's muzzles meeting each other. They both moaned quietly as their tongues wrestled and explored, their hands on their own cocks. The Wolvar slowly slid his hand down the larger man's chest, feeling the soft fur tickling his fingers as they continued their kiss, his hand finally ending up right on top of Heinrich's crotch. He grabbed a handful of ballsack, very gently squeezing and massaging the heavy orbs, getting a pleasured grunt from his partner as a reward. Moving his hand a tiny bit upwards, he pushed a few fingers into the wonderfully thick sheath, stroking the shaft inside while it was still halfway buried, every teasing rub and grind coaxing another few inches out into the cool air, the dog's throbbing knot soon resting on the palm of his hand. Wanting to repay the favour, Heinrich pushed his hand onto Suel's lap, grabbing hold of the red rocket, wrapping two fingers around the most sensitive spot right beneath the knot and giving it a few slow pumps. Both males panted and groaned into each other's maws as they kissed and jerked each other off, the bed of straws ruffling around as the pair ramped up the speed of their handjobs. 

As Heinrich leaned back into the pile of straw, moaning and huffing, his legs occasionally twitching and kicking the air, the druid next to him suddenly started morphing, a slight warmth in the air from the magic. Suel's body changed and contorted in a puff of smoke, his legs shortening and his hands changing into paws, two large fangs growing on the sides of his muzzle, his dick throbbing as its knot disappeared, replaced by a series of soft spines. Heinrich watched with a smile as the morphed feline hopped up onto his four feet, grinning as he sauntered up to the Worgen's cock. He pushed his muzzle right up to the shaft, just barely touching it as he sniffed and purred, his whiskers tickling the sensitive surface. He opened his maw and dragged his large tongue up the dick, from the knot at the base to the tip that was leaking like a fountain. The anthro druid grunted and grabbed a handful of the straw he was sitting on, the feline's rough tongue making for an incredible experience. Without much warning, he was suddenly but gently swatted down onto his back by a hefty paw, Suel jumping on top of the Worgen, muzzle still hovering right above the knotted cock while his flank was suspended above the canine's face. He looked back at Heinrich, giving a playful growl and shaking his ass slightly, his spikey length and ballsack swinging between his back legs, sprinkling droplets of pre onto the grey fur below him. The other druid was well aware of what the cat was after, chuckling as he reached up to grip the pink shaft, giving it a few slow strokes, his fingers rolling up and down the rod. His handiwork prompted the feline to squat down slightly, pressing the feral's crotch and taint right onto the Worgen's face, his tongue quickly getting to work on lapping at the dick as he let out a muffled moan. Suel likewise opened up his muzzle and pushed it down onto the red rocket in front of him, the rod sinking right down his mouth until only the knot remained free of the heat and the wetness. He used his experience with his maw to great effect, the two sharp fangs jutting out of his muzzle gingerly pressing on the sides of the shaft as he suckled on it, massaging it while his spined tongue rubbed along the underside of it. Heinrich gripped the feral druid's flank with both arms, pulling Suel further down on top of him as he swallowed the cat's cock, panting as his agile tongue wrapped itself around the length. Both druids were grunting and breathing heavily, their bodies pressed tight against each other. Heinrich was the first of the two to cum, his balls spasming and his hips gently punching upwards into Suel's muzzle as his tip erupted into a volcano of sperm, the Wolvar drinking down all he could. Only a few moments later, the length in the anthro's mouth twitched and shot out its load as well, seed filling up the canine's throat, his nose flaring up as he struggled to breathe. 

Both druids hungrily swallowed down mouthfuls of sperm from the other male, the small alleyway bathed in sounds of slurping and gulping. Suel pulled off of the Worgen's cock, licking his lips clean and giving the shaft one last teasing lick before standing up on all fours, his own rod yanked out of Heinrich's maw, still dripping in ejaculate and drool. He hopped down onto the ground, his fluffy tail waving high up in the air as he grinned at the winded canine, the anthro druid smirking back at him after a few moments of recuperation, 
"Well, if it's feral pleasures that you're after, I'm more than happy to acquiesce. Let's see how you like this~" 
With a slight wave of his hand, Heinrich began transforming in front of the enthusiastically waiting Suel, his humanoid form contorting down onto all fours and growing in size, his playful yet ferocious canine growl morphing into a roar of a dire bear. Suel took it as a challenge, giving a slight huff and smirking before he likewise was cloaked in a fog of morphing magic, the cat changing into a majestic horse, his spiky brown mane and striped tail swishing in the air as he snorted and stomped the ground with his hooves a few times. Visible under his belly was the equine's girthy and mottled shaft, the tip flaring out as he let out a whinny. Heinrich laughed and turned around, resting his head on the ground while sticking his ass up into the air, his short tail flopping up to reveal his tailhole. Accepting the invitation, the horse reared up and threw his front legs onto the ursine's back, steadying himself before thrusting with full force, his thick cock sliding inside of the snug hole. He grunted and kicked the ground with his back feet as he ploughed the male, the tunnel tightening around his dick, squeezing him in ways he never thought possible. Heinrich was thoroughly enjoying himself as well, his cheek resting against the ground, his eyes rolling back and his tongue lolling out of his muzzle as he groaned and moaned, his ursine shaft squirting thick ropes of precum all over the ground and the fur on his belly. He could feel his partner's tip flaring up inside of his tailhole, stretching him even more, his sharp claws slowly raking the earth. The two orgasmed almost simultaneously, the bear's bowels flooding with buckets and buckets of thick seed, the horse's humongous balls slapping against his ass cheeks with each thrust as he huffed, his own orgasm only making his hole clench even harder. 

Suel popped his equine shaft out of the bear's tailhole, the uncorking causing a cascade of sperm to spew out onto his and Heinrich's legs, the ursine's back end decorated with a brand new coat of white paint. The Worgen slowly stood up from his lurched forwards position, shaking his head with a smile. As the horse began morphing once more, changing his form into a quick and nimble fox, he shifted his attention onto himself, laying down on the ground and bending around to gently lick his privates clean, his tail relaxed and slowly swaying from side to side. Suddenly, a hoof stomped on the ground right next to his face, causing him to jump and yelp slightly, his eyes shooting up to see a magnificent stag standing above him, the beast's majestic antlers casting shadows on his face, a slight puff of steam rising into the air as Heinrich snorted,
"You might want to morph into something a tad bigger…" 
Suel's gaze shifted from the stag's grin down to his belly, a large and long pink shaft poking out of his sheath. The fox shot back a lewd look, quickly climbing onto his feet before jumping up onto a barrel resting against the side of a wall, turning his flank towards the other druid and lifting his tail up, 
"I bet I can take you like this, easily~!" 
"Bet accepted~" 
Heinrich stepped behind the canine, throwing his front hooves up against the wall as he sidled his tip closer to the teasing pink pucker. He poked it against the entrance, the tailhole giving way and slowly swallowing up his rod, both of the males groaning in unison as more and more of his length slid inside until he was completely balls deep in the fox. He began gingerly thrusting back and forth, careful to not accidentally hurt his partner, but Suel's lustful howls and yips almost commanded him to go harder, his hips bucking into the smaller feral like a piston engine. The Wolvar's legs quivered and shook, nearly giving out from under him as he moaned loudly, lost in a sea of pure bliss and pleasure, his cock swinging in rhythm with the stag's thrusts under him, a pool of precum forming on top of the barrel. One final push inside of him made Heinrich bellow out a feral cry, the fox feeling the shaft inside of him shooting out rope after rope, his belly bulging out a slight bit from the amount of sperm that was being pumped deep inside of him. 

Heinrich staggered backwards and fell down on the dusty ground with a thud, gasping for air as he changed back into his humanoid form, his muzzle agape as he stared up at the darkening skies. Suel was only barely up on his feet, likewise tuckered out by the rough handling of his tailhole, but he wasn't planning on just laying down and drifting to sleep, his balls still heavy with a pent up load. He jumped down from the barrel, a trail of cum following him as it leaked out from his well-used backside, and walked over to the other druid. He took a long breath and focused his magic, his canine shape shrinking down and morphing into a large snake. Suel slithered on top of the Worgen, his eyes snapping back open as he felt the scaled beast coiling around one of his legs, his mouth twisting into a grin as he spotted the snake approaching his crotch. Suel made sure to roll over onto his side, his genital slit opening up, two tapering and pink dicks smoothly sliding out. Heinrich shifted one of his legs off to the side, reaching down to grab one of his ass cheeks and slightly spreading it open. Eager to thank the canine for the ease of access, the snake quickly slithered over to his partner's tailhole, pushing one of his cocks inside, moving his agile body to hammer it in and out, further wrapping himself around the Worgen's warm body. Heinrich sighed and moaned, his hand feeling around until his fingers finally found the reptile's free shaft, slowly stroking it while enjoying Suel's deep embrace. He knew from the sounds and the look of the shapeshifter that the other male was close, his hand completely soaked in feral pre. He gently slid the second tip up to his already stuffed tailhole, pushing the tapering end inside and throwing his head back as it rammed completely in him. Suel hissed as his lengths were simultaneously being massaged together while being gripped and milked by the tight asshole, the new feeling only expediting his quickly approaching explosive finale. Both shafts quivered as they began unloading whatever seed still remained in the morphed druid's body, his coil around the Worgen tightening slightly. 

Suel pumped the canine full of his cum, his spurts only beginning to die down after a handful of minutes had gone by, his grip on Heinrich's legs and thighs loosening up as he yanked his hemipenises out, sliding off of the other male before returning back into his humanoid form. He slowly sat up, both druids very thoroughly drained, their dicks still wet and their backsides splattered with the seed of one another, the whole back alley stained with multiple puddles of both of their sperm. Suel looked at Heinrich for a moment before leaping forwards, pushing his lips against the canine's, the duo embracing as they kissed and moaned against each other. The Wolvar wiped his muzzle with the back of his hand as he giggled, 
"So, how about it? Am I good enough to warm your bed~?" 
"Oh, certainly~! I can't think of anyone better." 
"Then it's settled, you won't have to worry about getting lonely or cold during the night." 
Heinrich smiled before looking down at the pair's state, their clothes and furs dishevelled and full of conspicuous stains, 
"It'll be tough to book a room like this though…" 
Suel looked at the pile of straw, grinning, 
"How about we stay right here, no need for a room or a bed~! We'll clean ourselves off in the river in the morning." 
"What about the cold nights, didn't you say earli…" 
The Wulvar stopped the male mid sentence with a quick peck on the cheek, 
"I lied."
The two druids laughed gently as they walked over to the bed of straw, holding each other's hands.