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Kinktober 2022 Spitswallowing/ Kinks of the Wolf
🕑 Added 2023-11-08 01:49:00 +0000 UTCBleach parody: Kinktober Special
Kinktober 2022 Special #Spit Swallowing
Kinks of the Wolf
Since removing his mask Komamura is trying to form stronger bonds with his squad. The best way to start was with his lieutenant Iba. The lieutenant was very open and helps the furry captain discover his kinks and needs.
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Captain Sajin Komamura had run his squad behind a mask. Self-conscious about his appearance he wore thick and heavy robes, gloves, and a helmet to hide his face. The tall man concealed his entire body. He was a werewolf, a part of a clan of beasts. So he kept his squad possibly more than arm's length away.
Even his lieutenant Iba, who should have been the closest to him was kept at a distance. Most of the squad looked up to Komamura for his strength, his actions, and his attention to duty. They respected him but didn’t know him. It wasn’t good for Sajin either. He buried himself in his work and left Iba often delegating and leading the squad.
This lack of confidence deepened over time and seeped into other aspects of his development. He slowly became emotionally stunted, unable to express his simplest desires. His physical needs weren’t being met. He couldn’t touch himself, out of fear of someone catching him in the act and seeing his true form. Sajin was the oldest virgin in Soul Society.
Hiding his appearance meant he couldn’t get a mating partner. His body craved a mate, needed a connection. He tried to have an emotional connection with Tossen but that ended badly. Day after day, his libido kept cooking.
Sajin had impressive balls as a werewolf, but his lack of self-care caused those nuts to swell with unshed cum. They grew massive, so large even a tanuki would say. “DAMN!” If not for his full moon wet dreams, they’d never get released. On nights of the Full Moon it was time for werewolves to rut, Sajin ignored this, but the effect of the lunar cycle pushed him over the edge.
The iron doors of his libido were forced open giving Sajin the most erotic dreams. He humped his bed, his tail thrashing wildly. His penis throbbed, he was so horny even his knot was out of his sheath. His lust played off his insecurities, dreaming of being exposed, dragged out in front of his squad, and treated like a slutty beast. His members had no connection to him in his mind, so they had no reason to treat him as special.
He was used by his squad and it only excited him more. His penis refused to go soft even as they made him do slutty things. In fact, he just got harder. Sajin licked their feet, ate ass, gobbled down cock, and after he swallowed their loads they grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and spat in his mouth. Just as he was gonna be bred he came.
Komamura’s wet dream shook him to his core. He drenched his fundoshi in white, the thick cream flooded his sleeping pants and spilled down his legs. More and more until there was a massive puddle. He woke up to the mess and had to clean it up, his cheeks burning as his room reeked of semen. It smelled like an orgy had happened, and his balls weren’t satisfied with one night’s release.
Despite his growing lust, he kept his form hidden. It wasn’t until after Aizen’s betrayal did things change. His battle with Zaraki Kenpachi exposed him, and he was accepted. Kenpachi didn’t care about appearances it was only fighting power that mattered to him. His lieutenant was a true test of character.
Iba was a real man. He didn’t see Sajin’s appearance as something negative, he actually found him to be quite cute. There was no reason to hide, inside and out he was a good man. Anyone who could look at his fluffy face and call him ugly wasn’t right in the head. Even if all of Soul Society rejected him Iba swore to stand by his side. It was a touching moment.
He refused to let Sajin fall back into hiding. Komamura should be proud of his appearance. Iba was adamant about bringing the furry male out of his shell. The captains didn’t care about his appearance, he was a loyal comrade that stood by them in all sorts of conflicts. Mayuri found him interesting…which was a little unnerving.
Testsuzaemon had his back and the two started forming a bond as Captain and lieutenant. It started in the bathhouse. There was nothing that bonded two men together like washing each other’s backs. Sajin was so cute in his little towel, his big furry body was on full display. He was tall and built like a mountain. Brown fur was clearly dominant, across his sexy back, along his arms, down his sides and hips, and his legs. His cream fur was along the underside of his muzzle, down his throat over his firm pecs, along his abs to his crotch, back over his taint to between his cheeks, curving up to match the underside of his tail. The bottoms of his feet matched the cream color of his fur.
All his muscles made the fur truly pop, the softness of the coat worked with the hardness of the muscle. Iba got to feel it all, washing Sajin’s back. The touch was wonderful, Iba had really strong fingers, massaging his muscles and running through the forest of chocolate brown. Komamura couldn’t help the pleased growls that left him. Iba would have stopped, but the wagging tail showed how much he was enjoying it.
It was a start, but more was needed. He had spent so much time distancing himself from his squad, now he had to bridge those gaps. Not that he knew how…
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Sajin’s confidence began to grow, slowly bit by bit. His walls were coming down and a new foundation was rising. This also had an effect on his libido. He was having dreams of his fellow captains and even some lieutenants. The bathhouse setting made it easy, but his submissive desires were still present.
The now daily erotic dreams drove Komamura wild. His imagination was empowered by his newfound confidence, and all that pent-up desire was channeled. Night after night his imagination conjured up steamy scenarios to tease him with, only to wake up hot, horny, and unsatisfied. His heated length jutted from his sheath, meanwhile, his hole was aching to be touched.
It was a sign of the oncoming full moon. He couldn't go through it alone, not this time. His intense wet dreams increased, becoming so frequent and wild, it was getting harder to tell them from reality.
So you can imagine what led to this situation.
Tomorrow was the full moon, and despite the night air being cool, Sajin was feeling so hot. His bed robes were cast to the side, and he was laying on top of his covers. The man was clad in only his fundoshi.
His fur rustled from the steady breeze coming from his open window. Even this breeze wasn't enough to snuff out the warmth plaguing him. This heat was deep, spreading from his core, through his muscles, the man even felt it in his bones.
All he could do was lay back and pant. His perky nipples peeked through his fur. The man's arousal began to slip from his sheath and tent his fundoshi. The extra stretch caused the fabric to ride his crack. "Haaa Haaa haaaa!" He panted, tongue hanging from the side of his mouth.
It ground and rubbed against his hole making his entrance itch. "Captain Komamura…" He heard his lieutenant call.
"Ahh!" His hips bucked into the air. The man's voice was so firm, his rich tone made his fur bristle and his tail wag harder.
"Captain?" Sajin didn't respond properly, only pant and growl.
"Captain Komamura?" He called again.
"Mmmhhhmmm!" Sajin couldn't take it anymore, he brought his hands to his chest and began playing with his perky nipples. "Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh~!"
His tongue hung out if his mouth, his mind sinking into a horny fog. This is how Iba found him, when he opened the door.
Pinching and tugging on his nipples, his body rolling with the pleasure, looking like he was humping the air. "Oh captain…" Iba shook his head. He entered the room and closed the door behind him. Even adding a kido lock to it. "Look at you, such a mess you are." Sajin pinched his nipples harder.
He began to disrobe, showing off his manly physique. Does just hearing my voice doing this to you?" He shook his head. "Captain…in this state you are just a horny beast." A hand palmed his fundoshi caressing the growing erection.
The smell caught Komamura's sensitive nose, making his pupils go wide. He stopped playing with his nipples and clawed at his fundoshi. "I tried to be respectful of your position, but look at you now, so wanton and lustful!"
As Iba reached his bed Sajin scrambled up and knelt in place, panting hungrily. Spit! Komamura shivered. He looked up at him, gazing at Iba's bulge and muscles. "Thirsty?"
Sajin nodded. "Such a needy slut, open your mouth slut!"
He obeyed, opening his mouth wide, tongue stretched out. Spit, spit, spit, spit, spit! Iba spat in his mouth, his saliva catching on his tongue.
Sajin shivered, basking in the dominant act. "Swallow it!" The command came and the furry male nearly came on the spot. His tongue rolled and he swallowed Iba's spit.
Another shiver raced through him and he opened his mouth for more. "Ahh Ahh ahh!"
Iba smirked and spat into his captain's mouth. The growing pool of saliva tickled his tastebuds. He held like a good boy, letting his lieutenant use his mouth as a spit jar. "Swallow!" He did, like a man in a desert, the saliva seemed to refresh him.
"Ohhh!" His eyes fluttered.
Komamura was too wound up, before he knew what was happening he came. His dick bouncing like an excited puppy, and like a pup he made a mess on the floor. "Oh captain cumming like that…you really are just a beast. Well I'm just the man who can tame you."
Iba yanked off his fundoshi and his heavy cock slapped his face. "Ohh!" The big meat rested on his nose like a treat.
Sajin salivated at the smell of arousal and thick musk of Iba.The mighty length cast a shadow over his face, his pupils dilated. He panted, his warm breath ghosting the man’s balls.
His lieutenant slapped his face with his penis. “I can see the hunger in your eyes, but do you deserve this cock?” Each word was met with a slap, earning a whine of hunger from Komamura. “No you don’t, not yet cumming from a little spit, this is good enough for you!”
Iba draped the fundoshi over his muzzle and tied it well. Sajin was smothered in the dick rubbings and ball musk. His tail wagged happily and before long he was having a scentgasm cumming once more onto the floor and making a mess.
“A naughty bitch must earn the joy of sucking dick, I’ll train you properly but for now…” He got behind Sajin and spread his cheeks. Sajin’s hole winked at him.
Iba spat on his hole, before applying a finger to push it in. Seven thrusts were given before the digit was pulled out and Iba spat on his hole some more. Sajin shivered, his whole body trembling as he basked in pleasure.
His lieutenant worked his hole open, making it wet with spit. Iba enjoyed the sight as he opened his hole up and spat inside, watching the saliva bubble before it slipped deep into his channel. He kept spitting into his hole, using his fingers to paint the walls and slick them up. Iba enjoyed this process, fondling the furry male’s nuts as he worked.
Once he deemed the hole ready he collected Sajin’s semen and coated his shaft. “Here I come captain take my dick!” He slid home and Sajin was TIGHT, the inner walls hugging his penis like a glove. The friction as he slid in was so wonderful.
Komamura hugged every inch of him. Soon he was fully seated inside the larger male. “Ohh you are so fucking tight!” He squeezed the man’s hips in delight. Iba basked in the moment, just letting Sajin’s channel massage his length, his pre-cum leaking out and marking his insides.
After a few minutes of basking, he readied his sword and began to plunge in and out of the tight sheath. The friction was wonderful, Iba set a powerful pace. “Yes, take my cock bitch, you slutty bitch of a captain!”
Komamura moaned, his hole tightening around his thrusting penis. “Fuck, you are such a slut, I’m gonna breed you up, make you my personal bitch!”
His hips were strong and relentless, plundering the man again and again. His heavy dick bouncing with every thrust, only the growing puddle of semen could accurately count how many times Sajin came.
Iba’s spiritual pressure soared when he finally came, pumping Komamura full of cum. “Forgive me captain, but once just isn’t my style!” He put Sajin into a mating press and began to breed him once more.
His seed filled Komamura’s belly again and again, so Iba gave him a good belly rub. This sent Sajin over the edge again, his cock erupting and showering them both in white.
When Sajin awoke the next day he was feeling weirdly refreshed. “What happened last night?” He shifted and caused a bunch of cum to gush out of him. “Oh…”
Iba bowed his head. “Forgive me Captain!” He was on his hands and knees bowing with all his might. “I may have gone a bit too far last night!” He banged his head on the ground making it smoke. “Please punish me for my disrespect.”
Sajin looked away blushing. “Well…” He scratched his chin. “I actually kinda liked it…”
Komamura raised Iba’s head. “So will you keep your promise and make me yours!”
“Yes captain!” The two kissed, swapping spit in a messy kiss.
End
Comments
Warren Ward
Hot :3
