Another lovely commission for
! And a very fun one at that, partially because to me, tightness is overrated when it comes to a good fuck! I find holes that have seen some (and by "some," I mean "a LOT") of use to have way more potential for fun than one that just milks you as quickly and efficiently as possible. I could go on and on about why, but that's irrelevant because it's totally subjective and I'm not in the business of changing your mind. =P All you need to know is that loose, baggy, gaping tailholes that can barely close on their own are HOT.
And so is Spyro. It'd be a safe bet calling him my favorite video game dragon! And Delbin is certainly a top-tier elder for sure! And an artist to boot... there's probably a secret castle hovel filled with paintings of Spyro bent over with his rump in the air, getting his cute, yellow sphincter spread open by all manners of appendages with a flushed countenance that just begs to have his tail stretched and used beyond normal means for the pleasure of larger, older males. In which case, Delbin and I would have a lot to talk about!
He knows as well as any other artist that all great art stems from inspiration. You know, things that really get the mind jogging. Things like Spyro's purple booty bounding around the fields of the dragon realm, which is certainly thought-provoking enough to capture the gaze of some dragons who enjoy watching him going as much as coming, if you know what I mean! The ones who like to take a quick peek under the tail just to see if Spyro's goods are as bouncy as the hips they're attached to (and spoiler alert: they are!). But you know what is even MORE though-provoking? How that small pucker nestled where tail meets taint has, over time, turned from a recessed little star, into a plump, fleshy, wrinkly mass. What happened to his asshole that made it look that way? Almost seems like it's been undergoing some kind of treatment resulting in added bulk and lessened elasticity...
But boy, are the other elders tight-lipped about it! Most of them claim to know nothing of the subject, saying they avoid glancing at Spyro's nether regions even when given the chance (though the blushing and stammering some exhibit gives reason to doubt, but who wants to risk looking like a creep by pressing the subject?). The few who admit to stealing glances at Spyro's privates may have noticed, but simply state their guess is as good as anyone else's. It's probably no one's business anyway, and Spryo has more than earned the respect of those to whom he is a hero.
Though he does seem to disappear for hours with Cedric while visiting the Magic Crafters' world... Cedric just says that his magical potions work could always use the extra set of paws. Never thought Spyro was the chemist type, but Cedric simply regards him as "a good subject."
Sometimes Spyro will do routine training with Gunnar, who comments on their exercises with, "He's damn durable for his size, I'll say that! The kind who gets knocked flat on his tail and comes right back for more! But that's how we Peacekeepers roll. Give it as much as you can 'til you've reached your limit, then give a little bit more!"
Much of Spyro's trips to the Beast Makers' world is spent with Cyprin, who only has this to say about their shared time: "I would make a million of him if I could."
And what about his
frequent sessions with Lateef and Alban? Lateef elaborates, "Little Spyro has been to many worlds, and seen many wondrous things! The way his adventures have shaped his dreams are a topic of fascinating research for me. He merely details them to me, I analyze them, and diligent Alban records them for posterity." But when asked to see the actual records, Alban becomes rather stiff-necked. "The details of our trysts are private, and a matter of trust which I shan't breach." Although, upon further inquiry about his choice of wording, Alban snaps back, "'Tryst' has more than one definition. Allow me to provide a less vulgarian example: 'YOU could benefit from a few trysts with me, should you seek a less circumscribed lexicon.'"
A mystery indeed! But those little mysteries are like crack to an artist. An artist will want to seize those notions, those fleeting, minuscule bits of life and the world around them that stings their minds like a needle's prick to amplify and embellish them so the whole world may be confronted with them! Much like how Spyro's formerly tight, sunken little butthole seems to become thicker, more protuberant, and
leakier with each passing week. A topic of great fascination, albeit too taboo to discuss in casual conversation. Can you see how that would be just the PERFECT subject for some artists? Especially when most artworks of dragonkind's paragons are more intent on depicting their majesty, strength, and wisdom rather than their genitals, no matter how impressive they may be. SOMEONE has to capture their beauty!
That's why Delbin's secret gallery is full of highly-detailed paintings of the most overlooked sides of his kin. The shaft of Halvor's penis, which, despite such thick and rigid plating on his underbelly, still manages to retain such distinct and rounded vasculature all along its surface. Asher's scrotum, which, whether a result of his genes or his age, sags lower than most other dragons-- so much so it's a question whether or not he's ever kicked it by accident. The rotund shape of Isaak's foreskin that barely allows any definition of the glans within to show at all.
But the most frequent, and most favorite object of Delbin's paintings is the asshole of the realm's little brave purple hero. Not only do they detail the engrossing, yet unusual reshaping of Spyro's tailpipe, they also include all manners of things that can be done with Spyro's limp, loose anus!
Things like using his colon as a pouch for gems-- and an overflowing one at that, as some of the scintillating treasure spills out due to a lack of binding to seal the entrance.
A pair of claws effortlessly pulling Spyro's anal ring open so the mucousy strings stretching across his cavernous, carmine bowels glisten in the sunlight.
A draconian arm reaching inside of Spyro's rump all the way to the elbow, distending his yellow belly from within, and the budding erection Spyro gets from the pressure on his prostate.
A submerged erect penis smacking its length along the inner walls of Spyro's rectum simply because it has enough wiggle room inside to do so.
A claw hoisting Spyro's backside upward by the tail while the other yanks his overused shitter open by the base as a stream of yellow fluid pours into and fills the cauldron created by his gaping anal orifice.
All of which are possible explanations for the strange state of Spyro's visibly-worked hole... and all conceived by Delbin, often while gripping his own dragonhood and rumbling Spyro's name in growling whispers. He hopes that one day, every one of his secret paintings can become a reality. That some day, he will know what perverse activity-- or person, or even persons-- gave Spyro's anus such a decadently-expanded and slackened shape that even a fully-erect elder dragon could slip his member inside before Spryo would even notice. That some day, he will be able to paint Spyro's beautiful, fattened, drippy, capacious tail-cave from real-life reference rather than memory based on quick and shy glimpses...
... Actually, that's not a bad idea. In fact, it may even be a GREAT idea! Delbin can invite Spyro to model for a painting that conveniently includes his "better side", providing the perfect opportunity to become more enlightened, more familiar, and more intimate with the hero of the dragon realm's most luscious pucker! And who knows where it may lead. Even if Delbin doesn't find out who or what gave Spyro the flaccid fuckhole he has, he can definitely make it even more of a wrinkly, frictionless mess. Whether by cock, or claw, or paw, or maw.
Wish him luck!
or worse he degenerates further and I have to care for him in some capacity. god. i'd rather end it than even live with him again, much less care for him. he certainly failed to care for me growing up.
