The Hidden Hot Spring

	Liak tilted the map this way and that, trying to make sense of where they were. In their group of four, he had been chosen to mark their course for this route but alas, he couldn’t make heads nor tails of it. It wasn’t that he couldn’t do it, it was they were on an unmarked trail with no identifying markers whatsoever. Sighing, he stashed his map before looking up to his grandfather, Arkon. Even in his old age, the argonian was quite a sight to behold. His nearly white with a green tinge scales shone in the harsh winter-like sunlight, lightly covered by the armor he wore. Horns and spikes adorned the old lizard’s head and jawline while Liak could recall his grandfather’s piercing bluish white eyes. Another thing the young argonian could remember was Arkon’s body, thickset with a belly from typical aging. Liak’s eyes wondered over his grandfather’s tail before he caught himself, shaking himself before he cast his glance beside him to his brother.
	Iko was sort of the black sheep of the family, appearance wise. His scales had more red in them, making him appear almost brown. He had adorned his forehead in bright red paint, leading to his two sets of small horns that sheltered his red feathered ‘hair’. Spikes did adorn his jaw as well, yet it seemed the underside of his chin and throat were a creamy color in and of itself. His brother, older that he was, was more slender than Liak strangely. Iko’s yellow eyes turned to stare at Liak’s own before the younger argonian turned his head back to the front. He heard his brother sigh, catching the misty air exhaled from the corner of his eye. Yet Iko held his peace, not saying a word.

	Iko could hear the rustling of the paper Liak held, making his eye twitch lightly at the slight annoyance of it. Couldn’t Liak just read the map like a normal person? Whatever the case, the young argonian tried to take his mind off it as he looked off to the side, seeing only snow and mountain, with a few trees. Deciding there was nothing to look at, or hear much of for that matter, he went back to staring at his father’s back. The mint green of the scales clashed with the furred clothing Cameron wore, like they all wore, but still sparkled in it’s own right when hit by the light. Akin to his grandfather, Cameron had horns and spikes along the back of his head and spikes jutting from his jaw. His father was thickset like Arkon, but lacking the belly so far. The eyes appeared purely white when gazed upon, something Iko had learned quickly. In fact, he sensed eyes on him already as he turned his head to look on his younger sibling, the green eyes quickly turning forward again.
	Liak’s scales tended towards a more forest green tint, nearly emerald in certain sun rays. The hereditary jaw spikes were present on the younger argonian, though he had the thick set pair of horns like Arkon and Cameron had. But he tended towards Iko a bit in the fact he had feather ‘hair’ as well, though it was a lot larger than Iko’s small flatfish ones. The green feathers were thick and fluffed often. The young argonian male was sturdy to say the least, following in the family line of getting towards thick set but still in the prime of life. A light flush appeared on Iko’s muzzle as he thought of that, knowing just how much that statement rang true. It felt off when said about him but he was only a year older than Liak was. Shaking himself as well, the young lizard went back to keeping a small watch.

	Liak was lightly startled from his own musing by his grandfather turning to speak to him. “Did you find out how long it’ll take us boy?” The deep, raspy voice of Arkon seemed to hiss a bit. It both unnerved Liak while also making him be filled with wonder at the strangeness. Shaking his head, he returned “Nothing accurate. Sorry, grandfather.” Arkon just turned back to the front. Beside him, the young argonian heard his brother speak.
	“There’s a storm coming.” The quiet voice barely sounded in the frigid air.
	The lizard looked up to the clouds and saw Iko was right. The clouds and sky were growing darker the further they went, the wind picking up as well. Cameron’s powerful voice rose over the frenzied air.
	“Let’s find shelter.”
	Their pace quickened as they scouted along the sides of the path for somewhere to bunker down. They could force their way through the storm but that was only a last resort, to keep moving and warm. If it got bad, they’d have to find a way to conserve body heat together, not that that was a terrible thing. Shelter was just the best for the cold blooded argonian family in general. It was with luck that Liak saw an outcropping of sorts in a rocky area. Training his gaze, he saw it would at least cover a little, if nothing else.
	“Over there.” He pointed towards it, before heading off that way anyways. He lightly rubbed at the bare parts of his scales, trying to warm them with his gloved hands. He heard the crunching behind him as he led the way to the small cave area. With it angled the way it was, it at least blocked some of the wind. He let out a sigh, the misty air blowing away quickly in the over growing storm.

	Iko followed behind the two older argonians, making sure to keep his teeth from chattering. Unlike the others, he wasn’t built as well for this climate. No argonian was but still, thick set over slender wins the heating contest. The alcove at least brought back some feeling in his tail. While Arkon and Cameron spoke in hushed tones, with curses thrown about the storm delaying them and Liak busy trying to warm himself up, Iko took it upon himself to lightly analyze their ‘shelter’. He ran his hand along the wall until it hit a snag. It felt like a groove. His brow furrowed as he followed it, noting the strange rigid line running up and down. He proceeded to run his hand along the wall to find another. Putting both hands between the line, he gave a hard push and felt some give.
	“Guys, there’s something here.”
	The young argonian spoke through his light chattering. He relinquished his spot so Cameron could take his place, pushing harder than Iko could. More of the wall had to give way, as his father moved to one side and put his shoulder into it. With a few grunts and pauses, there was enough space to see into the mountain. Iko took the lead, being the more magically inclined one of the family and brought his hand up to cast a light spell in his grasp. Stairs descended into darkness. Taking a deep breath, the young lizard stepped past the now-known door and plunged into the unknown realm.
	A glow seemed to become apparent the further they went. Snuffing the light in his hand, Iko progressed warily down the stairs until there were none and the floor leveled out. The cave opened up, being more like a domed area than underground. There were fire pits that were undisturbed and half the room was a pool of water. The water itself seemed to glow a bright blue, an indication of magic. Walking forward, Iko squatted, took off a glove and put his hand in the water. To his amazement, his hand heated up pretty quickly to normal.
	“It’s a hot spring.”

	Liak couldn’t believe their luck. Shelter and a hot spring! What more could an argonian ask for. He supposed, if he was overly selfish, a bed since all there was, was ground. The young lizard shook himself. It didn’t matter if they had to sleep on a cave floor, they weren’t in a snowstorm and that’s what really mattered to him. Then he noticed that both Cameron and Arkon were nearly finished stripping off their armor, letting loincloths pool on top and heading for the water. A flush appeared on his scaled face, watching their swaying tails and backsides. Iko was the lucky one though, getting an eyeful of their fronts. There were hisses and sighs as the two older argonians sank into the water, his brother moving away from the edge to strip off his own clothing. Liak decided to follow suit and pile his things next to his brother’s.
	Stretching, Liak felt a hand on his rear, lightly cupping it before squeezing. His eyes flicked to Iko, who was lightly flushed as he moved his hand away. The young argonian felt a stirring between his legs at the simple gesture. To say they were a tight-knit family would be an understatement. They regularly fooled around with each other. Sure, they had taken other partners and shared them even, if they were willing, but they would always have each other for their basic urges.  Liak walked with his brother over to their father and grandfather, splitting up to sit on either side of the grown males. Sinking into the water, Liak couldn’t help but sigh himself as warmth started to flood back into his body.
	After heating himself a little, the lizard looked around a little. The walls were barren but looking into the pool, you could still see in it. Though there was a light haze to it. His eyes flicked over to Arkon’s body before widening a little. His grandfather was already half erect, seeming to get more so as Liak noticed Arkon watching himself. A hand ran over the belly and silver feather pubes before even touching the dick. Arkon inhaled sharply before he spoke.
	“Why don’t we have some fun?”

	Iko himself found the warmth of the pool a tad on the too heated side for his own liking but didn’t bother voicing his concern. The young argonian did feel himself stirring with need, since none of them have had time to fuck or masturbate on this trip. He watched his father scratch at the golden feather patch above his dick before sliding his hand down, lightly groping and fondling his package. His own cock was stiffening at the display before his grandfather’s words rang out in the small cavern. Iko swallowed as Cameron looked at him, eyes lidded as a dark hunger started to show itself.
	A hand reached out and grabbed Iko’s, pulling it to the half-hard cock of his father. Iko grasped it, lightly tugging on it to let it fill up. A sigh escaped the older male, echoed by the deeper voice of his grandfather as Liak did the same. The pace was slow, working Cameron’s shaft up and down until it stood erect before deciding to move between his father’s legs. In his new position, he was able to grab the shaft easily in both hands and tug on it.  The young lizard watched Cameron lean his head back, sighing out as his legs spread apart. Pleased, Iko moved a hand down to the balls and lightly tugged on them, rolling them now and then. Pre leaked down from the tip and without hesitating, he leaned forward to lap it up.
	The gasp he got was worth it. Iko glanced over at how Liak was doing, seeing his brother with both hands around the shaft and his muzzle on the tip and suckling on it. Turning back to Cameron, the argonian let his finger trail further behind the balls to lightly play with the hole under the tail. He felt as his father tensed a bit. Hopefully Iko was evident enough in his desires for the evening. Soon enough, hands grasped at his shoulders and brought him up. The young lizard had his lips captured by his father’s, twisting and turning as their tongues danced. It was short, but passionate as Cameron sat on the ledge, leaning back and letting his legs and tail trail in the water. The tail twitched now and then, making ripples in the pool as his erection showed between his legs.
	“Better prepare me.”

	To say Liak could handle all of his grandfather’s thick dick would be a lie. He was getting there though, with all the practice they had. The family of argonians was well-endowed, but Arkon was more so than the rest. The young lizard always assumed it was age based. It didn’t matter really, as his hands gripped both sides of the cock and jerked it while he placed his lips around the head, tongue lashing as he sucked. He had moved from his position of jacking Arkon’s length to between the legs like Iko did when he glanced over. While Iko held the shaft like a spear and lapped at the tip, Liak held the cock like a mug and sucked on the head. They had both submerged a little bit into the water, Liak for one glad he had gills as he kept his grandfather busy. He was always happy to hear the pleased grunts and noises from the old lizard. Whining a little as he was pulled up and away from the cock he was enjoying, he found himself immersed in Arkon’s muzzle, cocks lightly scrapping each other. A shudder ran through Liak at that contact before his grandfather pulled back. Arkon stood up from the pool, showing off his glory and belly before leaning over the rocky ledge and lifting his tail. 
	“Get to work boy.” 
	Liak glanced over at Iko and Cameron, seeing his brother’s snout already buried under his father’s balls. Swallowing thickly, the young argonian moved closer, his hands gripping both cheeks and pulling them apart. There it was, his grandfather’s tailhole, the one he needed to prepare. It always was like this for Liak, though he didn’t wait too long before his tongue slithered out and lapped at the entrance in front of him. He could feel Arkon tensing a bit at the contact before relaxing, the young lizard running his thumbs along the older argonian’s fine scaled rump. Not long after did Liak shove his tongue deep into his grandfather’s hole. A deep grunt came from Arkon as the argonian lapped at the inner walls, preparing for what was to come. He shoved his tongue in and out, moving a hand to let a finger tug at the rim as he heard groans from ahead.
	“Alright lad, get up here and lie down.”
	The young argonian was disappointed he couldn’t keep enjoying the smell and taste of his grandfather. Yet, he was excited as he got out of the pool and laid on his back a bit aways. His eyes flicked over beside him, seeing his brother looming over their father as Cameron was panting. His focus snapped back to Arkon as the old lizard loomed over him, his cock pointed up and pressing against his grandfather’s tail base.

	A shiver ran through Iko as his father presented himself to the young lizard.  He didn’t wait before he dived in, his hands grabbed Cameron’s legs as he nosed the balls upwards. A sniff of his father’s musk was always welcome to Iko, though he much preferred when his tongue dragged along the tailhole being given to him. He lathered it with his saliva before he roughly inserted his tongue. A grunt was his reward, as he felt around the argonian’s inner walls. Letting his tongue slide in and out, he tonguefucked the older lizard for a bit before his own arousal became too much for him to bear.
	Rising out of the water, he quickly covered his father with his much smaller body. The way Cameron was looking at him made the young argonian shiver.  Even under someone else, the old lizard could give a predatory look that said you were his. Not wishing to disobey, Iko lowered and positioned himself to penetrate his father. Grabbing the base of his dick, crowned with red feathers, he pushed the tip against the entrance until it gave way. With a gasp, his head sunk into Cameron’s awaiting body.  He heard the hissing his father gave but the young lizard didn’t stop as he kept pushing and stretched the older argonian with every inch that pressed in. Not long after his balls were pressed against Cameron’s rear.
	 Iko saw the light grimace that passed over his father’s face. He felt a little bad about the rough entry but couldn’t deny the tight warmth was amazing. Letting his gaze flicked to his brother, he saw Arkon had bottomed out on the young lizard, who had bliss written on his face. Shaking his head, Iko focused on the argonian under him. Slowly, the young argonian slid his dick from his father until only the head remained before pushing back in harder and faster. The pleased hiss that Cameron gave was enough for Iko to continue. Every thrust was a bit harder and faster on the push and pull. Pre leaked from the older lizard and smeared on the young argonian’s abdomen, the scales running over the sensitive tip. Both were lost to hisses and moans of pleasure as they fucked.

	Liak felt pressure against his cock tip, the shaft held by his grandfather. With a gasp, the young lizard penetrated Arkon’s tailhole, feeling it clench tightly around his head. A shiver ran through the older argonian before he moved both hands to Liak’s muscled chest. The slide down was agonizing, being slow and with the occasional rise from Arkon readjusting himself. It wasn’t long before the old lizard’s balls rested on his green feather pubes. The clenching around his shaft was indescribable to Liak, who was always enthralled with the fact his grandfather was as tight as he was given he’d likely had a lot of sex in his lifetime. It didn’t matter too long as Arkon lifted himself up to the head before dropping. The young argonian let out a small cry, his eyes clenching for a moment at the immense pleasure surging through him. He could feel as he stretched the older argonian out with every inch of his length.
	Opening his eyes, he watched as Arkon bounced on his cock, seeing his grandfather’s dick flopping lightly and drooling pre onto his own belly. Moving his hands, one grasped at the old lizard’s leg as the other wrapped around the drooling dick. He heard the moan through the grunting and hissing, pleased with himself a little that he knew what Arkon liked. His grandfather, not wishing to be outdone, rode harder and faster on the young lizard’s shaft, eliciting another gasp from him.  As much as he loved this feeling, he could already feel the swelling knot in his belly as he started to rise towards his climax. His focus shifted for a moment as he heard the cries beside him, seeing the spurting of his father’s seed onto Iko before he had to look back at Arkon and try to hold on a little longer.

	The clenching around Iko’s dick was maddening as he pumped his hips into his father’s. Every push, every pull, Cameron knew how to milk a cock with his rear. The young lizard was only vaguely aware of the old argonian wrapping a hand around the thumping dick, a shiver running through his body at contact. It was strange to feel a shudder through another but he wasn’t swayed by it as he sped up his thrusting, feeling the fire in his gut building with every moment. The smell and sound of sex grew with every second that passed, balls that smacked into scaled rumps growing ever closer to his body. Growling a little, Iko leaned down and pressed his muzzle against Cameron’s hard in a kiss. They both pulled apart as they let out cries of passion
	Cameron shot his load first, the thick cum splattering onto Iko’s chest as well as coating both their chins with the sticky, warm liquid. The young argonain fought through the spasming tailhole a couple of more times before he threw his head back and let his euphoria rush through him. Cock jumping inside his father, his seed shot out in ropes to paint the pink walls white. Every spurt had Iko hissing a little, a groan issuing from underneath him. Lowering his gaze again, the young lizard smiled at the blissful look on his father’s face. Cameron was still stroking his dick, though it was slow and light with his hand covered in cum. Before long, he opened his eyes to look into Iko’s, a proud look gleaming in them as he moved his hand to lick his fingers of cum. About the join him, the two heard the cries beside them and looked over to watch the finale of the other two.

	Claws dug deep into Arkon’s leg as Liak’s toes curled. His eyes crossed at trying to hold back his orgasm, knowing that his grandfather was growing to be on edge too with the more wild his bouncing became. The young lizard pushed his hips up against the old argonian’s with every drop, trying to fuck harder. He jerked the old lizard hard and fast before he squeezed it tightly and yelled out.  Stars popped into his vision as he climaxed, his thick seed splattering the insides of Arkon. He could feel hot cum run down onto his balls and groin as his grandfather kept on riding him before he hilted himself and let out a massive groan. The old lizard’s seed shot out, coating his chest and muzzle with cum as well as milking his shaft for any that hadn’t been released yet. Arkon leaned back up, making Liak moan a bit.
	“Ngh, fuck, that hit the spot.”
	Strangely, at least to Liak, Arkon seemed the most verbal during their exchanges. There was light chuckling before all the four could do was pant. It wasn’t long before the old argonian lifted himself off of the young lizard. Liak let out an assortment of noises at the feeling of being released, more cum splattering his groin. His grandfather put out a hand, helping the young argonian to his shaking feet. Being pulled over a little, he was released only to be entrapped in the usual hug of the four after sex.

	Iko couldn’t help but grin at the sight of his brother and grandfather finishing. In the back of his mind, the young lizard thought that Arkon was the only one without cum on his chest and belly. The idea of plowing the older argonian was a pleasing one, sending a shiver through his body and making him throb in his father. With a sigh, Iko pulled himself from Cameron, watching his seed leak from the gaping hole onto the tail base. With a shaking body, the young argonian stood and helped his father up. The two were caught up in the customary group hug they tended to have. Father made out with son. Brother kissed brother. Grandfather shoved his tongue down grandson throat. The four couldn’t be happier than they were right now. At least, Iko was at his happiest with his family, even without having one hand on his brother’s ass squeezing it and the other on his grandfather’s, fingering the used hole.