You know how boybirds can be.... singing and calling all day, begging for a nice romp. Daunte's no exception to that rule, except in that he's more curious about other males having what he lacks. Slasher was in the right place at the right time for the bird to explore some things with and has now taken permanent residence in the Utah's abode, exploring every ripple and inch of that length while getting a healthy, filing meal from the experience!

Slasher soon learned there are multiple ways to fill a bird's belly, though! That other way also turned out to be the way to the bird's heart, talons curling around those hefty orbs, those round things almost becoming eggs for the bird to affectionately nest over and keep warm as the bird got meal after meal from that throbbing, pulsing, oozing, spurting, filling feeder.

I mean, do you know how high a metabolism bird have? Slasher knows it's a tough job.... filling the bird over and over with that seed made just for the bird.... "birdseed" if you will. Even with those strong egg-laying muscles, it tends to get all over the place, those explosive orgasms drooling spunk down those eager talons and coating those greed "eggs" the off-white color they're supposed to be. With his belly bloated and hunger sated for now, Slasher slowly lifts the bird from his lap, watching that thick slop drool out from that stretched egg-hole, his ridged, black spire continuing to give that meal up good....

After all is said and done, the bird is stuffed, literally and figuratively. Of course, as a bird who is growing more and more accustomed to the domestic life at least three square times a day, Daunte was sure to clean up the mess after every meal.... what is a cock-hungry bird without good manners, after all? <:
Good birds get the best seed, you know! <3

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