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One morning Lotor stepped into the barn with an announcement to make.
“This weekend we will have a party here on the farm and we are in need of some volunteers.” The cattle peeked up over the walls of their cubicles awaiting what Lotor was to ask for. “First we need a cum keg.”
Lance couldn’t believe what he was hearing and he stared intently at Farmer Lotor.
“As some of you might not know cattle have this unique ability to store large amounts of cum for later use in case of famine and this gives the cum a very distinct flavor. We can do this process artificially now but for special occasions it's nice to do it the old fashioned way. So anyone wanna volunteer?”
Lance had his hand in the air before the farmer finished the sentence. Lotor beamed up at Lance in return.
“Great! We will pair you with Shiro to ensure we have enough for all our guests.” Lotor then turned back to the other cattle. “I am also going to need someone to help serve our guests a few delicacies.”
To Lance's surprise Keith's hand was in the air almost as fast as Lance’s had been.
“Perfect! Sendak will prep both of you.” Lotor clapped his hands in finality and left, and Lance had to almost pinch himself to make sure this wasn’t a dream.
Farmhand Sendak was very thorough with cleaning them, rinsing their insides several times with the hose, both their asses and their throats, pumping them full of water which he then squeezed out of them after with a bit of pressure on their stomachs. They also weren't allowed to eat the days beforehand, only drink more water, but Lance was patient. He knew he would be more than full soon enough.
And when the day for the party came around Lance found himself kneeling on a table, his ankles spread far apart, his hands tied up on his back. In front of him a frame held Shiro restrained in a standing position with his arms above his head and his legs spread apart. The older bull was standing with his cock at just the right height for Lance to take in his mouth and Lance had been practically glued to his crotch since after the milking session that morning. His jaw was straining but he didn’t want to be anywhere else. His stomach was heavy and full with Shiro’s cum and it sagged beneath him there he knelt, any movement causing him to groan. And just as Tex had told him Lance had gotten a spigot installed in his hole and anyone who walked past could tap themselves a nice warm glass of Shiro's cum. And if they felt like it they could give Lance's cock a stroke and add his own cum as garnish, which quite a few guests took advantage of.
While Lance had his gaze inwards and could not see the room at a large, Keith was placed squatting facing out in the room on his own table, his hands fastened to a frame on his back. This way everyone could clearly see how his stomach was extended way beyond what was normal, with rounded lumps visible below his skin.
When a guest approached the table and placed their plate below Keith he groaned and with a bit of work he would push out a large gelatinous egg from his hole that plopped down on the guest's plate. Then the guest would take one of Keith's twin cocks in hand and vigorously stroke him until he came, liberally coating the egg in cum.
This was the second time Keith was serving Galra marinated Altean eggs at a party and he would gladly do it again.
He had followed Sendak into a spare room after he was cleaned out together with Lance, where Romelle and Allura had been waiting for him. Both cows were full of unfertilised eggs they would gladly be rid of.
Altean cows only produced offspring if their eggs were fertilised before they deposited their eggs in a bull for safekeeping. But if no bull had done so the eggs would remain unfertilised after depositing. And they would not catch if exposed to more cum after.
All Keith had to do was accept the tentacle-like appendage both cows offered him, one down his throat and the other in his hole. The ovipositors were much slimmer than a bull's cock but they wouldn't stay that way for long and soon enough Keith felt something push against the rim of his hole and tried to relax his muscles letting it pass. At the same time he felt something else fill out the tentacle in his throat and he focused on slowing down his breathing not to choke. The tentacle swelled and the egg inside moved down his throat before it was deposited in his stomach. Not before the first one passed before the next one lined up and pushed on. Keith could only swallow around the tentacle letting it push the eggs down. The tentacle in his hole did the same. In a steady flow, or pulse you could say, more and more eggs were pushed into him and Keith felt them collect deep in his gut. If he moved he could feel them move around even. In Keith's gut the eggs would swell to three times their size but only after the marinade was added which would come later.
Both cows patted and cooed at him as he accepted all their eggs. Usually the same bull who fertilises the eggs would be the one to accept the eggs afterwards until they were ready to be laid, usually a few days later. Keith had already accepted Romelle’s eggs in this way earlier that year so he was used to this process, but it was still an experience.
Keith groaned as he felt himself becoming full and both cows pulled out, satisfied their eggs now filled someone else.
Keith reached a hand down to his stomach and felt the swell of it. It was bigger than usual but it would get much bigger before he was done.
Farmhand Sendak led the two cows back to the barn while Farmer Lotor came in with someone Keith knew but hadn't seen in a long time.
"We borrowed Kolivan again to provide the marinade," Farmer Lotor said as he unlocked the Galra bull's cock cage and Keith was reminded how big Galra could become.
"I'll leave you to it since you have done this before." Farmer Lotor left and it was only the two of them alone in the room.
Kolivan stepped closer to Keith, one hand stroking the shaft of one of his engorging cocks, the dark head filling with blood, growing in his hands, and Keith sat up on his knees to welcome him.
"Are you a good boy?"
"Yes sir." Keith opened his mouth wide and reached out his tongue, ready to accept Kolivan's cock.
"Good boy." Kolivan placed the fat head on the boy's tongue and pushed forward watching the lips strain around the thick length. The boy did his best to swallow around the member, letting his tongue play with the underside of it which made Kolivan make a satisfied sigh.
"You know how to please this old bull," he mumbled and grabbed Keith by the hair in a gentle but firm grip. "Let's fill you up shall we?"
He started pushing in and out of Keith’s mouth, liberally coating his member with Keith’s spit, the plump lips rubbing over the member at each thrust. It was more than enough to make Kolivan come in record time and he hummed in pleasure and tightened his hold on Keith’s hair as his cock pulsed, spurting thick creamy cum down the youth’s throat.
“Good, drink it all. There is more than enough to take from.”
Keith had to breathe through his nose as his throat filled with cum and he swallowed eagerly to avoid choking. He needed all of it.
When Kolivan’s cock finally stopped pulsing he pulled out allowing Keith to lick his lips and rub his jaw, a little sore from the strain.
"Now down on all fours," Kolivan commanded and Keith scrambled to turn around and raise his ass in the air. Some of the eggs inside him had already started to swell and he was starting to feel overly full, but he knew he needed a lot more of Kolivan's cum to cover all the eggs so he eagerly spread his legs awaiting the bull to start. Kolivan wasted no time and placed his other unspent cock against Keith's twitching expecting hole. The young bull was eager and Kolivan appreciated the enthusiasm.
His first cock spread his cheeks nicely, his insides warm and tight. He knew he would have to stretch him out a bit more before he could let him take both cocks, but until then he would simply give the bull exactly what he was here for.
It didn't take long before he deposited his first load into Keith's ass and the young bull groaned at the added weight that settled in his stomach. Galra bulls are high yielders and Kolivan is no exception.
"Will you be good and take both my cocks, boy?"
"Y-yes, sir," Keith groaned, Kolivan still filling him up with the seemingly endless stream of cum.
“Or is only one enough?”
“No, sir!”
“Good.” Kolivan pulled out and let his other cock join the first, pushing both engorged heads against the puffy rim of Keith's stretched winking hole.
Keith moaned as they both sunk deep inside him. He rarely took cocks as large as Kolivan’s. In fact last time he did was the last time he did this. But it was a good thing he was half-Galra, his heritage allowed him to take those cocks much easier than Lance ever could.
“You take me well, boy,” Kolivan praised as he started thrusting, both hands on Keith’s hips. “Does your hole remember me from last time?”
“Y-yes, sir,” Keith stammered out as the large cocks pulled out and rammed back in.
“Good.”
Keith was tight around his cocks and Kolivan knew his first double orgasm was close. It would be easy to fill this young bull up.
Keith heard Kolivan make a small grunt and heat flooded his insides once more, but at twice the capacity.
“Ah there we go, take it all. Very good."
Kolivan’s cocks pulsed as more thick cum flooded Keith’s backside and the young bull groaned at the strain as it filled his stomach. He was at his limit.
“So full...”
“I think we are done for today,” Kolivan said acknowledgingly and he pulled out his cocks leaving Keith’s hole gaping in their wake. Keith slumped forward, still with his ass in the air making sure the precious cum inside did not spill out.
Moments later Lotor came back into the room and led Kolivan out to Ulaz who would bring him back to Zarkon’s farm. He then returned to Keith and to make sure Keith would keep both eggs and cum inside for the days to come he pushed a fat plug into his hole, keeping all the goodies sealed inside.
Then Keith was off to rest in the barn until the party started, his stomach full. But that was yesterday and now Keith was here, readily serving everyone.
“Ooh! Galra marinated Altean eggs!” another guest said and stepped eagerly up to Keith’s table and held out their plate. “I haven't had these in years. Three please.”
Keith went to work and with deep groans three eggs squeezed out of his tight hole in quick succession, each catching on his rim for just a second.
"Don't forget extra sauce," another guest said, reminding the first of Keith's cocks.
"How could I?" the first guest chuckled and stroked both cocks with glee. Keith moaned and both cocks spurted a generous amount over the eggs as he came.
The same guests couldn’t say no to tapping a bit of cum from Lance’s ass either and filled two large glasses, relieving a bit of the pressure in Lance’s full stomach. Not that Shiro wouldn’t refill that gap in no time. All Lance had to do was bob his head a few times to indicate to Shiro he needed a refill and the older bull would cant his hips in tandem until he came once more. After all, the party had just barely started and there were many guests to sate.
Soon enough the tables were crowded by guests and the three bulls were busy serving them to the best of their abilities.
Shiro had to work hard keeping Lance full and he canted his hips as fast as he could, stroking his large cock up and down Lance's tight throat to milk every last drop from his balls. Lance swallowed it as fast as he could as the guests were thirsty and wanted more. They had even started pushing on his stomach to make sure he filled their glasses all the way, and he could do nothing but moan and feel it flow out of him.
Keith on the other hand was constantly squeezing out eggs to the hungry guests, his cocks always being stroked to provide garnish for the dish and he was glad he had two to speed up the process as he could then serve two guests at a time. The amount of eggs in his stomach was receding too, his stomach not as extended and full, but there was still more left and when Farmer Lotor and Farmer Zarkon stepped up to the table Keith didn't hesitate to push out two large eggs onto the platter Lotor held out. He wasn't going to make the farmer look bad in front of his awful father no matter how much it tempted to just refuse giving the grumpy old farmer anything.
"At least the half breed is good for something," Zarkon grumbled as he accepted the plate from Lotor, the eggs well garnished with the half-breed's fresh cum.
"Keith is good at a lot of things, this is just one of them. I think he gives the eggs a great tangy flavor." Lotor gestured for his father to take a bite. Zarkon took a few tentative bites and got a thoughtful look.
“Fine. I can agree that the taste isn’t too bad. Passable even.”
Lotor shook his head in dismay.
“Nothing will ever please you.”
“I just have very high standards," Zarkon corrected.
“Can’t you just for once just enjoy something for what it is? You are obsessed with quality and in the process you are missing out on the smaller good things in life."
Zarkon made a grunt and a sigh.
"Very well, I will try."
Lotor finally cracked a smile and moved to fill their glasses from Lance's spigot, the young bull eagerly swallowing Champion's cock to refill himself, stomach not nearly as full as when the party started.
Lance moaned as he tapped the glasses, the cum flowing freely in a thick stream, promising good taste and texture for them to enjoy.
"Here," Lotor offered him the glass and Zarkon took a small sip. "Champion and Lance here make a great keg setup don't you think? Champion for his cum production and Lance for his capacity."
"A good use of their qualities," Zarkon admitted and took a sip of his glass.
"I had no idea Lance would turn out so useful but in general I find the human breed to have many positive qualities," Lotor said and patted Lance's rump. "And when combined with the other breeds you get the best of both worlds." Lotor walked back to Keith and placed his hand on his stomach, a few eggs still visible as lumps beneath the surface. "Never have I met a bull able to hold as many fully swelled Altean eggs as him. You should have seen him this morning when he was still brimming with them." Lotor pushed slightly down and Keith groaned, another egg threatened to leave him but he kept it inside to the best of his abilities, his sphincter tight around it.
"But their yield is not as high as a full blooded Galra bull," Zarkon said indignant.
"And? He still has his use as he just proved."
Zarkon looked over at the half-breed as he twirled the cum in his glass. The eggs had been good, some of the better he had tasted in later years. If that taste was attributed to the half-breed's properties then perhaps their kind was not completely useless.
Zarkon made a defeated sigh.
"Maybe I have been a bit hasty in my judgement of the lesser breeds."
Lotor almost laughed. It was still an underhanded compliment but it was the closest he had gotten to hearing his father admit he was wrong about anything. Maybe he could turn his father around eventually.