* All characters in this story are 18+
My name is Kel, but it's not important. I was approximately thirty years old, but that's not how we count in the world in which I live. So many things which seem relevant in your world, matter little in mine. In my world you're measured by your wealth and power, regardless of your age or physical appearance. And yes, I was more or less human by your standards.
I'm around five feet seven inches. So short in human stature, but even smaller compared to some of the creatures in my realm which walk on two legs, or more. My genitals are not like a humans. They are more like an animals, where half is displayed and my large balls are on show, and the rest of my penis descends and grows like a horses, only my penis can be controlled like a tentacle, and it can get very long and thick by choice. I also have an anus, the same as most creatures in my world, and yours.
My body is generally quite hairy, and it's more like the fur of an animal. Imagine a red squirrel with no fur on its face, stomach and genitals, the area around my anus, and my palms, and the underside of my feet. Facially, I'm nothing like a squirrel. I have a broad face, strong cheek bones, reddish lips, amber eyes, and very sharp canine teeth. Even in your world, I could pass for attractive, in an exotic way.
Now recently I've found myself incarcerated in a dungeon. Not that I've broken any laws, but simply because I'm one of the most attractive creatures in my world. It's sad but true, that my kind, if captured, are done so predominantly for mating use. Not that we can cross breed. So few creatures in my world can. And few creatures care about gender. Putting it crudely, if you have a hole or holes which can be used for pleasure, then that's all that matters.
Now in my case, my captor would be likened to a rhinoceros in your world. He's two head heights above me. Thick greyish pink skin with bone plates close to the surface all over. He has three thick fingers on each hand and two large flat toes on each foot. He has a horn formed on his forehead like your creature, but the rest of his face is more humanoid, apart from the little funny ears either side of his head. His name is Made (pronounced madur), and he's one of the most powerful creatures in the valley. Oh and age, again this is difficult by your standards, but he's a bull, so an adult closer to death than birth.
For two nights I was left alone, except for food and water brought to my dungeon cell by one of the guards, who again, in your world, would be like some kind of oxen. He took advantage briefly when I felt disarmed by him, but he only wished to taste my scent. You see, my kind exude a scent from our anal glands which, most creatures find irresistible. Again, it's one of the reasons we're so often caught and held for mating.
The guard handed me a cup of water, then grabbed my wrists and flung me face down on the floor. He held my ankles and his long wet tongue snaked from his oxen like mouth (really like oxen, less human like), lifted up my short robe and licked my anus. The elixir from glands is as sweet as honey, and the scent can drive some creatures insane with rampant lust and a need to mate.
We're very sexual creatures, my kind, and the oxen guards tongue licking my anus caused my penis to descent. I then curled it up and wrapped it in tandem with the oxen's tongue. I secreted my mating fluid on his tongue as my tentacle-like penis rubbed and squeezed it. I stared between the oxen's legs and watched his mating penis descend, much like mine does, only first their testicles are produced which are very large like two swan eggs, then his penis, which is cloaked in thick wrinkled skin, and it extends much like an elephants trunk. The end is flat and the piss/semen hole is large. They are known for producing large amounts of mating fluid, and the mating can last for a very long time with repeated fluid sprayed for several seconds. It's been known for some mated creatures to be drowned when one of the oxen creatures ejaculates into or over their mates mouth.
The oxen that I was currently engaged in had a penis that was eight or nine inches in length, but the girth was like a strong man's forearm. The sight of his descending phallus caused me to secrete my mating fluid again all over his tongue until it was white and dripping. At that point I was finding it hard to control my desire to mate as I edged my anus to his swinging phallus. You see, my kind are known for our strong desire to mate at the slightest touch. I can't tell you how many creatures I've allowed to mate with me, for simply running their hand/paw down my back. I was engaged in intercourse with a pack of ten draggi once because one of them sniffed my glands and accidentally touched my anus with his nose (draggi by the way are similar to my kind, but more feral, like dogs.). They don't have large phallus, maybe five inches and thin, but they mate rough and shoot a lot of semen. Some mated me two or three times in between others mating me. It took me ages to wash off all their semen once they were done.
Now the oxen desperately wanted to mate with me, but his boss Made, would have known, and he'd have ended up being roasted, literally. So horned, the guard threw me aside, charged his fellow oxen guard, and forced him to take his phallus from behind over a table. I could hear his friend's pleas, and the bull-like loud groan as his anus was torn open. Anal penetration isn't common amongst their kind. Only the females can take the males penis, and even then it's painful. To see two males engage in mating takes a lot of trust and seed oil.
I ejaculated several times as I saw from behind the oxen guards thick penis penetrate his friends anus. It had a life of its own as it throbbed, and cups of semen dripped from his friends stretched shit-hole. "No, no," I heard him cry as the oxen mating him thrust again and again and his large balls contracted repeatedly feeding more semen into the poor friend's arse. This is how we are. Animals that love to fuck.
The following morning I was woken by Lord Made as I lay asleep on a bed of straw. I knew what was coming as I lay on my back and he spread my legs. His short tongue and nostrils tasted my scent, and his top curled lip touched my anus. He clearly knew of our reputation and mating rituals as my penis slid out and stroked under his hard chin. Then I curled the tip of my penis near his lips, and his short tongue licked it, forcing me to produce a sweet precum.
Made smiled, then licked the nectar from the tip of my cock. The sensation made my glands give off a sweeter scent, naturally produced by the female of his species. This was another gift of our kind, We truly were made for mating.
Made's eyes glazed over as he snorted through his nose. He was uncontrollably forced into heat, and I watched as he undid the belt of his skirt and it slid down over his thick thighs. The males of Made's species always had their genitalia on show, Their balls weren't large as much of them were cloaked by thick plates, but their phallus were large before they even became aroused. They didn't get as big as the oxen's, despite their overall size, but they were more than enough for most creatures, being generally seven to eight inches in length and nearly as thick as my forearm.
I curled my spine, and wrapped my legs around his waist. I found Made's species attractive. They were the boxers of the creature world. Flat brutish faces, large and muscular. And their horn upon their forehead was a display of sexual virility. Made had a fine horn, and I wanted his mating fluids in me. But not before he held my ankles and spread my legs. The first test for his species was the horn, as he licked my anus and inserted it inside me. Its tip was rounded and could cause no real harm, but it was larger than his penis and it made me spray ejaculate onto the back of his shoulders as he slid his ever thick horn all the way inside me.
"Aaauuughhh," I gasped as my anus ran the ten inches of his horn which ended with a girth to match an oxen. And in the distance I saw the oxen guard that got shafted in ass, lift up his skirt and stroke his erect and swollen penis. This was the effect my mating sounds had on all creatures that heard us, and often led to us being mated by any creatures that overheard us.
Made plunged his horn into my anus repeatedly. My call, and the scent of my glands caused him to ejaculate. And in the background, the oxen that mated his friend, was now on his knees and sucking his friend's cock. This was the power my sexual cries had, making the most macho of males become sexually and eagerly submissive to other males.
Made was cumming when he pushed my knees back and leaned in over me. His cum drenched my anus, and once again I cried out with sexual joy as he entered me. My species had very tight anus's, but we were designed to be fucked, and we could stretch to take some of the biggest beasts, while staying tight and increasing sexual pleasure for both.
"I love you, I love you," Lord Made whispered in my ear as his big and powerful hips pressed to my thighs while his cock continued to cum while he fucked me. He was under my spell, as most creatures are, as I tightened my legs about his waist and clung onto him as my anus dripped with cum.
Made's species weren't the best at sex. In fact the oxen's were much better. But I clung on as his hips pounded away and my anus felt sore. Even when he tired of mating and pulled out, his cock was still shooting cum onto my belly. They were messy lovers, and I hoped I could bathe after.
With his cock finally empty, Made belted up his skirt and his cock shrank just below the hem. He grunted and said, "clean yourself up," snorted, and left my cell, passing the oxen taking mouthfuls of cum from his mate. The oxen on his knees gagged on the fountain of cum as it sprayed into his open mouth. He felt disgusted with himself, now he was no longer sexually enchanted by my sex cries.