Ritoyai came awake before he consciously opened his eyes. It was a strange sensation, given that minutes before he had been floating in an inky black abyss which felt oddly soothing, but all the same his senses slowly began to assert themselves within his mind; his nose caught the scent of musk which he room reeked of, while his hearing whispered that there were songbirds outside singing their praises of the morning. Groaning, Ritoyami didn't want to get up from the warm nest he had made for himself, but upon feeling his legs rubbing together against his half hard erection, he found it nearly impossible to go back to sleep. 

Rolling his legs together to try and stimulate the feeling of someone else's rump grinding into his groin, the black avian would have given anything to have a certain white rito trapped inside of his bed with him. The heat surrounding his black feathery form, coupled with how tightly he was wrapped within the thin blanket wrapped around him, gave him more than enough stimulation to send his cock to full hardness, yet he couldn't reach the desired climax he sought no matter how hard he stroked himself. A pitiful whine from out of his throat as he desperately tried to force his now leaking cock to release the pent up load within his quaking balls, but no such luck.

He unconsciously tried to throw his handwing out in order to reach for the other man, however upon finding him not there the young rito let out a sigh, he then slowly ceased the movements of his thighs, as he knew well enough that what he was attempting was pointless. Fluttering his bright crimson eyes open, a sorrowful haze covered the brilliant red orbs as their owner looked for the man he knew wouldn't be there.

Ritoyami didn't say anything as he shifted his gaze to the side of his disheveled room, his heart silently aching for the one who he had long since fallen in lust for. Staring at the wooden wall covered in an array of old notes and a slimy trail of black gunk he didn't remember being there for several long minutes, Ritoyami contemplated several aspects of his existence, all the while his cock wept openly at not being able to find release. 

Thoughts of the previous day slowly bubbled up within the young rito's mind as he recalled how he and Teba had been happily training together up in the skies above their mountain home. The need to keep themselves and their fighting abilities honed for the dangers just beyond their borders pushed the pair into performing a myriad of aviation maneuvers, the likes of which would have left all who would have looked upon them staring in shock and awe. From zigging and zagging together in well structured patterns that would have confused all but their fellow rito, to shooting their bows into the ground based targets below them while dive bombing down towards a nearby cliff, to flying around fast enough to create a gale storm large enough to draw grass and other debris up into the eye of the storm they created, Ritoyami and Teba worked together like one mind in two bodies as they pushed themselves to their limits. 

Despite this though, Ritoyami was forced to call it quits after he had gotten an ill-timed wing cramp. 

The pain of his muscles locking up was nothing compared to how he felt as he dropped from out of the sky; the feeling of being so high up and then plummeting down was one that many young rito had experienced at some point in their lives, as accidents were common for the young, however at the time the black rito had been terrified beyond belief to find himself falling down from his vantage point of nearly a thousand meters up without pause. He could still remember how loud his heart had hammered inside of his earholes following his left wing locking up and then him falling to the earth like a star falling from the heavens, the thought that today would be the day he died rang out inside of his head over and over again making him near spit bile out of his beak. Thankfully before he could shatter upon the outcropping of rocks down below Teba swooped in and caught him within his strong arms. 

Ritoyami blushed as he thought about how safe he had felt while tucked inside of the other man's unyielding embrace. 

Being taken back home to rest was the highlight of Ritoyami's day, as it had followed with Teba doting on him throughout the rest of the evening; from massaging his aching wings, to him preening several of the younger rito's tattered free from off of his back, the larger man had shown the utmost care in making sure that Ritoyami was both physically and mentally well, something for which his companion was rather grateful for, as was shown when Ritoyami reached out for the white avian's head. The pair had stared at each other for several long moments before the black rito rubbed their beaks together in a show of affection which could be called nothing short of loving. 

After a few moments of sharing this intimate touch with one another, Teba had settled his massive bulk down next to Ritoyami so that they could both get some sleep. Ritoyami chirped as he recalled nestling himself up within the warm bulk of the rito who he had fallen head over heels for, the soft feeling of the elder warrior's wings wrapped around him as their legs intertwined underneath his bed sheet that had been pulled up over them brought a pleased croon from the younger rito's beak. 

Stretching his wings up above his head, Ritoyami rolled around for several minutes before finally deciding to get up. 

His bedsheets seemed not to agree with this idea, as they tangled themselves around his lower body tight enough to mummify the young avian. Grunting in annoyance, Ritoyami pushed himself up as much as he could and then set about unwrapping himself from the suffocating cloth. Once his lower body was free, he moved off of his bed to begin his daily exercises. 

While nothing as overly complicated as what he had seen the hylian knights perform that time they had been forced to stay within the village due to a sudden blizzard blanketing the canyon, Ritoyami worked his thighs, wings, and chest over with a series of pushups, leg crunches, and something called yoga that he had been taught by a group of wandering zora he had encountered while out on the road. It was odd to feel his muscles popping into place as he performed such tasks, and yet the burning within his muscles as he continued on felt deeply rewarding, so much so that by the time he was done Ritoyami felt as though he was ready to take on the world.

Moving over to the nearby window, the young rito unlatched the hook keeping the wood in place and then threw open the door to let the world outside know that he was awake and alive. He let out a happy chirp when a fresh summer breeze suddenly greeted him. Breathing in the intoxicating scent of the warm earth and wind, Ritoyami felt the feathers along his tail fluff up as he took into the world just beyond his room. 

Today was going to be a great day, he could just feel it! 

Grabbing some clean clothes out of one of his closets, Ritoyami dressed himself in a brown tunic and a plain white waistcloth he had been given to him by one of the women of the village. Unlike what many of those outside of the rito village thought, their people didn't actually wear any pants, what with their clawed toes getting into the way of them putting such things on, thus they hid their groins with simple pieces of cloth. It may have been rather embarrassing to have others comment on their uncovered sex when a strong breeze came up underneath them to 'show off the goods' as it were, but honestly most rito didn't care about allowing themselves to be seen in the nude. After all, there was no reason to be ashamed of one's body, though for the sake of having a dignified conversation with the rather uptight hylians it was necessary to at least attempt to remain modest, as it were. 

If he were completely honest with himself, Ritoyami rather liked it when the men of the village walked around without much of anything on, as it gave his greedy eyes a chance to leer at so many plush rumps and thick, low hanging cocks.

Feeling his manhood growing thick in between his muscular legs at the thought of seeing Teba without anything on, Ritoyami fanned his feathers across his face for several seconds in order to diverge the blood rushing down into his groin, a feat for which had the unfortunate aftereffect of sweeping his potent male musk both into his nostrils and around his room. Thankfully it didn't take him more than a minute to calm down, though his sex did seem rather reluctant to wilt back to its unaroused state, as though it knew something he didn't, yet once he was no longer pitching a tent within his waistcloth Ritoyami headed for the door to his room. Grabbing the handle and then throwing it open, the young avian found himself getting knocked over by someone carrying a large bucket after stepping out onto the walkway just beyond. Shaking his head to scatter the stars which were bobbing up and down in front of his eyes, Ritoyami looked to the other rito with a questioning glare.  

The young girl, a bright green avian wearing a pink and blue robe, blushed as she apologized to him. Picking himself up off of the ground, Ritoyami shook himself down and then reassured her that all was well. Seeing her smile back at him made the young warrior's heart swell within his chest. Asking if she needed some help with what he assumed were going to be her daily chores, Ritoyami found himself picking up the fallen bucket after she nodded her consent to him.

Since they were such a large community everyone made sure to help one another get through their day-to-day activities, this is why Ritoyami had no issue with heading to the river to wash and dry what garments needed to be cleaned, delivering packages to various homes within the region, and even finding items which had been lost throughout the grounds surrounding the area. The rewarding feeling that came with seeing his fellow rito smile at him as they thanked him for all his hard work never failed to make Ritoyami feel so proud of himself. 

However what really made his heart do leaps and bounds inside of his chest was the moment when he made his way over to Teba's abode. The memories of being within the other man's arms yesterday played themselves within the young rito's mind over and over again, teasing him with the thought of being curled up within the elder avian's mind to the point where Ritoyami had to sweep his feathers across his face several times before heading over to where the other was busy carving a piece of wood into the shape of a bow. His lecherous mind whispered that if he played his cards right then there might be a good chance that he could find himself wrapped inside of Teba's embrace once again. His groin championed this idea by raising a slight tent within his waistcloth, something for which Ritoyami worked hard to try and hide as he sauntered up behind the other rito.

Starting up a conversation with the other was rather easy, as Teba had always been rather friendly towards him, thus it didn't take long before Ritoyami was running a carving knife along the length of another piece of wood, the younger rito having been instructed to help the white avian make a bow for Kagami, seeing as the other had destroyed his by accident while fighting a group of moblin out on the plains. Ritoyami shook his head as he thought about the kinds of trouble the purple and white rito could get himself into. An hour later Teba found himself complimenting the younger avian on his skills at bow crafting, while at the same time pointing out various faults that had been made within the wood which would make it heavier for its future wielder. Ritoyami flushed in embarrassment at such comments, he also silently chided himself for his mistakes. Seeing this, Teba set the bow aside and then gathered the other up within his arms. 

Ritoyami's breath caught within his throat as Teba pressed him deeply into his chest, all the while telling him of how proud he was of the other for the job he had done. The younger rito was powerless to stop himself from whispering Teba's name, his rational mind having seemingly been shoved to the side in favor of base, animalistic instincts that demanded satisfaction. That was the only way to explain how easily he opened his beak for the other man, thus allowing Teba to completely and utterly dominate his tongue. Feeling the older avian's wings knead themselves into his back while he rubbed his throbbing groin into the younger male's crotch sent shivers racing throughout Ritoyami's body, the likes of which made his feathers fluff up in a rather adorable manner. At least that was how Teba described it after he pulled back from arresting the air from out of his lungs. 

With his head spinning from the lack of oxygen and his heart hammering so loud within his ears that it almost hurt to try and summon up a thought, Ritoyami was helpless to resist Teba's advances as the elder rito drew him down onto the hardwood floor. Ritoyami had always been a rather submissive rito, but in seeing Teba looming above him, his rich white plumage puffed up in pride as he looked down upon the gasping youth, the black rito couldn't resist when the older man began to stroke his wing down the length of his chest and belly. He had no idea how Teba had pulled him out of his tunic and waistcloth, as he barely even saw the other move before he realized that he was naked and erect, but it didn't matter, because soon enough he had a bigger issue to worry over, namely the thick piece of flesh which pulsed against his beak following Teba crawling over him.

There was no question of what would happen next, only a blanket command following the elder rito slowly starting to pump his growing cock deep into Ritoyami's face. The feeling of the heated phallus rushing back and forth along his face, soaking his feathers down in dribbles of sticky pre-cum which stank of an aroused male in the throes of a deep need, was too much for Ritoyami. Opening his beak as wide as he could the young rito was more than ready to swallow down Teba's manhood, thus choking his throat with all eleven inches of the other man's girth, but before he could so much as taste the head of the other's flesh he was startled awake by the sound of the door to his room bursting open.

Jumping up from out of his bed, Ritoyami found himself squawking in indignation as he crashed down onto the scattered pile of clothes that were laid out beside his bed. Grunting in righteous indignation, the black avian turned his ruby eyes to glare at his door and the storm which had thrown the wood barrier open.