Sean bit his lower lip as Al's sharp talon nails traced the underline of one of his pectoral muscles. Al's long jaws lowered over his shoulder, cooing out to him with a smirk. "Friandise, who is your friend?" Sean gestured to Nate, answering with a small smile of his own. "Al, this is my best friend, Nate." Sean then gestured to the large scaly arm draped over his shoulder to inform Nate. "Nate, this is my friend, Al." Al's hands hugged him back against his chest tighter, chuckling out in a playful menacing tone. "I think we're a little closer than 'friends', don't ya think? Friends don't taste each other." Sean blinked, glancing at Al to see him wink. Raising his eyebrow, Sean stated out confused. "I never tasted you..." Al leaned more on him, purring out wickedly. "Want too?" Sean huffed awkwardly as a blush burned his cheeks. Al's jaws parted, his thick tongue sliding over the points of his teeth seductively. The tension between them was broken by Nate stammering out. "Y-you're f-friends w-with a..." Al's reptilian eyes turned to look at Nate, the slits narrowing on him like he was VERY interested to hear what he'd call him.

Nate didn't finish his sentence. Choosing to swallow what he was going to call him instead. Al's eyes never left Nate as he raised a scaly hand and gestured for Nate to turn around. Nate took a step back from the pool. Al tilted his head a little, saying coolly. "Give me a little turn... Nate." Nate's voice cracked as he anxiously asked. "Why?" Al finally turned his eyes to Sean and Sean told Nate as calmly as he could. "It's ok, Nate. He just... wants to get a better look at you." Al's eyes narrowed subtly on Sean, before his eyes went back to Nate. Nate did a single fast turn, commenting softly. "I'm human..." Al let out a deep chuckle, releasing Sean to cross his muscular arms over his broad chest as he shot back. "No, shit. Relax, Friandise. If I wanted to kill you, I would have snatched you both from the pool edge before you got in." Sean turned to look at Al, asking curiously. "You were in here the whole time?" Al lifted his chin proudly, answering casually. "Ya. I'm always in here when I'm not racing. Takes me back to the muddy waters of the bayou. Helps me relax. Why are YOU here?"

Sean started to answer, but then started to back up as Al inched closer to him, adding in a sweet purr. "Couldn't resist coming back for more? Was that it?" Sean cleared his throat, bumping into the edge of the pool. Al lowered his head to lay it across the water, while beneath the murky herbal water, Sean felt Al's hands going to his waist. Nate hesitantly inched to the edge, asking nervously. "Sean? What did he do to you before?" Sean didn't get a chance to answer because Al answered without looking away from him. "I ate him." Nate blinked and then jumped away from the pool edge as Al suddenly jerked his head up after a few rapid sniffs. Sean scooted along the wall as Al stated out excitedly. "I know that smell! Master's grandma-ma's crawdads!" A Valkyrie set a large steel pot in front of Al, telling him nicely. "Your Master dropped this off for you. He said you'd know what it means." For the first time, Sean watched Al's tail wag as he squealed out excitedly. "Grandma-ma's visiting!" Al excitedly said more, but Sean didn't understand a word he said because of his heavy accent. All he understood was that Al was excited about Cajun cooking.

The Valkyrie left and Al pulled the top to the large pot off. Sean didn't even smell the steamy food until the lid came off. The smell was powerful and made his stomach growl. Nate peeked into the pot from a distance as Al inhaled the steam deeply. Giving Sean a shrug, Nate asked Al curiously. "What is that?" Al's dreamy eyes snapped open and he stated out in disbelief. "You must be kidding... It's only the best dish dear Grandma-ma makes! Crawdad boil?" When Nate didn't answer, Al looked at Sean. When Sean simply shrugged, Al's jaw dropped like he was horrified. Snapping his jaw shut with a loud 'snap', Al stated out. "Well I can't let that stand. Get your asses over here and try some of this." Al removed what looked a red creature with thick spidery legs and claws. Popping the whole thing into his mouth and crunching on it as he gestured them closer. Nate didn't move, but Sean was curious. Swimming closer, Sean peeked into the pot at the thousands of steaming little red creatures in it. He waited to see if they'd move, but they looked dead.

Reaching in hesitantly, he tentatively touched one when Al blurted over his shoulder suddenly. "BOO!" Sean jumped in the water, yanking his hand back to clutch his chest. Al laughed heartily, pulling out a creature with his talons to give him as he chuckled out. "They can't bite ya. Their boiled. You'll have to pull off the tail and suck out the meat from the tail, claws, and the head though. It's good, Try it." Sean accepted the little creature, looking it over before hesitantly pulling it apart. Nate swallowed a little unsettled, asking Sean curiously. "Are you really going to eat that...?" Al's head menacingly turned to look at Nate as he growled out softly. "You saying something is wrong with Grandma-ma's cooking?" Nate shook his head and Al lifted a hand to beckon Nate closer with a menacing black talon. Nate inched closer to the edge. Sean inhaled, closing his eyes as he put the tail to his mouth and sucked out the meat. The meat was so soft and sweet flavors burst over his tongue. The spice made him cough a little from the burn, but it wasn't half bad.

Sean licked his lips, telling Nate as Al reached out to grab the front of his sheer black shirt. "Nate, you've got to try this. They are good." Al broke his intense eye contact with Nate to purr out excitedly. "I told ya. You been missing out. I'll have Grandma-ma sent you her gumbo. Ain't nothing like Grandma-ma's spicy gumbo. Warms the body." Sean smiled, nervously putting the head to his mouth to suck out the head. That part made his body shiver uncontrollably. It was a saltier mineral taste than his taste buds were used too. Al grinned at him, telling him with a chuckle. "The heads are an acquired taste." Al then removed a crawdad to hand to Nate. Nate took it, mumbling out softly. "Can you let me go?" Al brought his lips to Nate's neck, purring out in a light growl. "Try it." Sean couldn't help noticing how Al seemed menacing, but he was smiling warmly at Nate. He was playing with him. Nate was too timid to even look at Al, so he didn't see the way Al watched him with such a pleased look.

Nate pulled the crawdad apart, quickly bringing the tail to his mouth to suck the meat out. Sean found himself mesmerized by the way Nate sucked the meat out. There was something seductive about it or was that his trauma kicking in? Nate lowered the tail to chew and flinched when Al's thick tongue slid out to lick his neck. Nate leaned away a bit, finally looking at Al as he swallowed. Al grinned devilishly, pulling Nate closer as he whispered close to his lips. "Relax, Friandise. I like you." Nate licked the butter off his lips, mumbling out. "Thank you... I think." Al's eyes drifted down Nate's body, jarring Sean out of his trance to ask a bit bluntly. "Al? Shouldn't you be shunning us? Don't you know what these names and clothes mean?" Al chuckled as Nate covered the crotch of his sheer black shorts to keep Al from staring there. Al's eyes rose to meet Nate's with a smug grin, upon answering Sean casually. "Ya. I know what they mean. But I don't care... Thanks to you both. I showed off to my lady by eating a few of them. Went from an awkward date to a VERY eventful night for me. I expect to see my species make a full comeback."

Nate let out a half-hearted chuckle, mumbling out. "So, that is why you won't eat me? Because you got laid?" Al pulled on Nate's shirt until Nate was forced into the water. Pulling him to the center of the pool, before purring out. "On the contrary... I plan to eat you because I got laid. My gift to you for saving my species." Nate's eyes widened as he whimpered out in a broken voice. "Excuse me...?" Sean set the shell of the crawfish down on the poolside, trying to rush out. "Nate, it's not what you-" Nate cut him off as he whirled around, splashing through the water as he swim for the edge. Sean raised his hands in a panic. Didn't Al say something about having primal instincts that made him attack fleeing prey? Sean's eyes darted to Al... who looked... calm. Had he lied to him? Al winked at him, sinking seamlessly into the water to chase Nate. Sean could only see the ridges of Al's long tail as it slithered through the water. Had that been what Nate had seen when Al had attacked him? The rest of Al's large body was completely hidden beneath the murky water.

Nate reached out for the edge of the pool, his fingers inches from it. Then with a high-pitched yelp, Nate was pulled under. Sean leaned back against the edge of the pool, biting his lip nervously. He felt like such a bad friend... and yet he knew Al wouldn't hurt him. He was... playing with him. Nate had barely been underwater for a few seconds, when Nate burst back up, gasping for air and clinging to the edge of the pool. To Sean's surprise, Nate's sheer shirt had been torn off his body. Behind Nate, Al slowly floated up to the surface with the sheer shirt in his jaws... or was that Nate's shorts? Nate hefted himself over the side to get out, but Al's hands grabbed the backs of Nate's thighs to pin them to the wall of the pool. Sean blushed and turned away slightly. Al had torn Nate's sheer clothes off, leaving him completely exposed and at his mercy. Spitting the clothes from his mouth, Al straightened up a little in the water, chuckling over his shoulder. "Friandise, you want to tell him? Or shall I?"

Nate looked over his shoulder, panting heavily as he asked in a shaky voice. "Sean...?" Sean swam over to them with a smile that he couldn't contain. Putting a hand on Nate's smooth lower back, he told him comfortingly. "Nate, it's ok. Al is just... teasing you." Nate's body relaxed a little, until Al dragged his thick long tongue up between his legs and ass cheeks. The bell on Nate's anal plug jingled, causing Nate to bury his head in his arms as he flinched and arched up like a cat. Al's hands moved up Nate's thighs to spread his cheeks, before stating out with a smirk. "Well, would ya look at that. No wonder the boy is tense." Al moved his thumb to the plug and pushed on it just enough that Nate's head flew up with a powerful moan that echoed off the tile walls. Sean swallowed hard. Seeing that had almost given him a second-hand orgasm. He'd never heard Nate sound like that. Al shifted closer to Nate, putting a firm hand on the back on Nate's neck to hold him down. Al then grinned at Sean, purring out. "You even brought with you my favorite type of toy." Nate panted over the tile floor breathlessly in response. "It wasn't on purpose."

Al shrugged, then leaned over Nate to purr into his ear. "A happy accident then." Sean found himself, sliding his hand down Nate's back to touch Nate's ass. He wanted a better look at how Al's thumb was playing with the bells on the golden plug. His couldn't believe that he was actually jealous of Nate. A flash of him bent over in the Slums made him wince away from the memory and unintentionally lock eyes with Al. Al was watching him with strange eyes now. How much of his distress had he seen? Al tilted his head, inhaling deeply before saying curiously. "Interesting... Your pheromones are stronger than when last we met." Sean bit his cheek nervously. He could take a guess why. He'd had sex since then and was craving it in the worst way. Al took his hands off Nate, moving closer to Sean to lift his chin with one of his large fingers. Al's nose moved closer to his neck, inhaling deeply in an almost loving way. When Al exhaled through his nose over Sean's shoulder, Sean got goosebumps down his arms.

Al's voice turned deep and wanting as he told him coolly. "No need to be so jealous, Cher. I'm big enough for both of ya." Sean turned slowly to face the edge of the pool, moaning softly as Al tore the back of his shirt open and licked up his spine. Placing his hands on the edge of the pool, Sean breathlessly said over his shoulder. "If we get in trouble because you torn them off..." Al's nose nuzzled his neck as he replied. "You won't. I'm monitored closely... I am quite dangerous, after all." Al dragged the pot over between both Nate and Sean, chuckling out. "Eat. Relax." Sean took another crawdad, watching Nate slide back into the water. Behind them, Al slowly sank down into the water until he was out of sight. Sean casually began to eat, telling Nate sweetly. "Al has a fetish for playing with asses. He's intimidating, I know. But he's actually pretty cool once you get to know him." Nate nodded, then inhaled sharply as he leaned on the pool edge. Sean watched Nate's arm muscles tense and listened to his throaty reluctant moans. Inching closer to Nate, Sean cupped his face and forced him to look at him.

Nate's eyes were glazed over with pleasure and Sean gave in to the urge to take advantage of him. Pressing his lips to Nate's, he locked him into a hungry kiss. Nate had always been in control of their kisses, but whatever Al was doing had Nate relenting to be more submissive. Sean craved the control over him. Putting his hands to Nate's chest, he teased his dark nipples into hardened sensitive points. Nate closed his eyes with a deep moan, then cupped Sean's neck to kiss him more passionately. The way Nate's soft lips molded over his with savory sloppy kisses had Sean growing hard. Nate soon wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer to him. Sean only broke the kiss when he felt Al's tongue on him. Al's tongue teased his shaft under the water with slow licks, while his fingers moved up between his legs to grab the string to the steel anal balls. Sean's eyes shot open wide as Al pulled a single ball out of him and then pushed it back in to make it hit the others. The vibration of them, causing him to drop his head down onto Nate's shoulder. Biting Nate's shoulder gingerly, he muffled a loud moan that tore from him. Nate breathlessly chuckled, pressing his lips to Sean's ear to nibble on it.

Sean cursed at them both mentally. His cock ring was going to be the death of him! They both had worked him up to be so hard that the ring was no longer adjusting to his size because he was already as hard as he could possibly get. The more Al knocked the steel balls together, the more Sean's cock ached, and his legs shook to support him. Nate's kisses drifted down the side of his neck, then along Sean's collarbone to the center of his chest. Sean felt both of Al's hands on his thighs now as they held him still. Al's teeth grazing across the flesh of his ass, threatening to bite him. Sean reached into the water to hold Al's thick wrists, arching his back as Nate kissed and sucked his way down his front to his belly button. This wasn't fair. They were ganging up on him and he was the only one that couldn't get off! Sean's fingers dug into Al's scaly flesh as his pleasure brought him up to the tips of his toes. Al gently bit his ass, forcing a surprised cry of pleasure to breathlessly escape him. Nate's hands messaged his front, teasing one nipple as he sucked on the other.

Sean began to shake his head, straining out between moans. "Guys... Stop... I can't..." Nate switched nipples to play with and Sean stiffened as he felt Al yank out the five steel balls by the string. Not only was the sensation powerful, but Al had done it by pulling on the string with his teeth. Nate paused, asking him curiously. "You ok?" Sean nodded, then released a quivering moan that made his body lock up on him. Al had wedged his nose right up to his asshole and preceded to push a steel ball back into him... with his tongue! Al's tongue pushed the first ball in, his large tongue forcing its way into his ass to push the ball in deep. The deeper Al's warm tongue went, the more Sean saw stars. The way it moved inside him and stretched his swollen ass until he felt like he was at his limit, had Sean belting out cries of pleasure that he didn't know he could make. His body was right on the edge of an orgasm. His toes curled around the edge so much that a single touch in a sweet spot would make him cum. Nate's hands moved down beneath the water to touch his aching shaft and a pleasured scream burst from Sean.

Sean's whole body was so tense that for a minute he lost feeling in everything. He felt the orgasm in every nerve and organ. Al removed his tongue, rising up behind him to wrap an arm around his chest to keep him from sinking. Sean's whole body felt like liquid. All his strength was utterly gone. Holding him against him, Al casually slipped the rest of the steel balls into him, but Sean didn't even feel them now. Nate raised an eyebrow, asking slightly terrified. "What did you do to him?" Al hugged Sean to his chest like a kid with a teddy bear, grabbing a handful of crawdads to eat. After swallowing them, he leisurely told Nate. "I just got him off." Nate shook his head, retorting seriously. "He can't! The cock ring-" Al stopped licking his hand to interject with a devilish grin. "The cock ring stops him from ejaculating. Which only means that his body doesn't get the satisfactory bliss of feeling his seed getting pumped out. Doesn't stop him from getting a dry orgasm."

Nate wrapped his arms around his chest, asking a little hesitantly. "How do you know that?" Al picked his teeth with a sharp talon, before answering in a smug tone. "When you have a nineteen-inch dick that ninety-nine percent of Pets can't take in... You find ways to get creative. I studied ass play for fifteen years and have a reputation for 'eating' people. Getting around training rings is easy. Once you know how." Al hefted Sean out of the pool to let him lay safely across the floor. Sean rolled onto his stomach, resting his head across his arms. He was exhausted and his muscles hurt from the strain. Al smacked his pale ass, comfortingly telling him. "You just need about a fifteen-minute nap. Maybe twenty if it was your first time." Nate looked at Sean with wide eyes, mouthing silently to him in complete disbelief. "A nineteen-inch dick?!" Sean nodded, giggling to himself. Sean's eyes drifted to Al, who slowly turned his head to look at Nate. Al snorted water from his nose, starting to move closer to Nate as he purred out with an evil grin. "Now... Where were we, Cher?"

Nate started backing up, mumbling out nervously. "It's fine... You don't have too... I mean... I'm... I'm good." Al slowly sank in the water, keeping only his head above the surface as he purred out. "You didn't think I was done with you, did ya?" Nate glanced at the other side of the pool, prompting Al to tell him in a deep buttery voice. "I can swim twenty miles per hour, Cher. You can only swim up to six at best. So, think about it. What are your chances of reaching the side before me?" Nate stopped moving to just stare at Al. Al's hand rose from the water to beckon him to him. Nate's attitude changed as he moved closer with more confidence. Al rose from the water more, his hands sliding up Nate's arms to hold his tan his shoulders. Hesitantly, Nate leaned in to kiss the side of Al's jaw, causing Al to jerk a little in response. Nate froze, watching Al recover from the kiss before asking him curiously. "How long can you hold your breath?" Nate shrugged, truthfully answering. "I don't know... I've never been in enough water to try."

Al grabbed Nate's arm, pulling him to the side of the pool where the fake trees were clustered. Reaching in, Al removed what looked like a strange half mask with discs on the sides of it. Nate took it, looking it over before strapping it around his mouth and nose. Al checked it over, telling him sweetly. "Try this. It filters the water into oxygen." Sean sat up a little, saying excitedly. "They have stuff like that here?" Al shook his head, chuckling out. "No. I just invented it... but I couldn't get anyone to test it." Sean laid back down, yawning out. "I want to try it." Al's chuckle filled the room when he said casually. "You can. After you rest. Besides, this shouldn't take too long. He's not hindered by a training ring. It's almost too easy." Nate only got to give Al a shocked look, before Al shoved him down under the water. As the water stilled, Sean's mind stilled, and he fell asleep. To Be Continued... 

Translations:  "Frandise" (French) = "Sweetmeat", "Cher" (Cajun Slang) = "Sweetheart"