The Satyr grins and bellows a blessing to pan as he rips your shirt, and then your pants off. "You shall never need these human garments again!" He says excitedly as he presses his body to your now naked form. You feel cold at first as the cold wind swirls around your naked body. But you find yourself warmed by the handsome Satyr as he press's his naked flesh to your own. Gripping your much smaller shaft with his rough fingers he presses it to his hot wet organ.
"In Pans name..I shall take your Humanity..and when your are Empty..I shall fill you with the Spirt of Pan." He intones as he guides your slim delicate organ down into his furry sheath. The heat of it's slick depths startling you, into pulling back slightly. The Satyr's rough hands clench your bare buttock's however pulling you forwards once again. You feel naughty and very aroused as his hands cup and stroke your arse cheek's lovingly. Gently he pulls you in, until your cock is totally buried within his sheath. Naked chest to naked chest, his hands roving up and down your body as he draws you in for another deep kiss.
"Release you passions...release yourself to me." He whispers, as you become more and more aroused. The senual touch on your naked flesh the impassioned kiss's and the hot wet depth's of his sheath overwhelming your sense's. You find yourarms wrapped around his powerful musclaur torso, as your hip's thrust you into his sheath. Having and orgasm standing isn't easy, yet you find yourself spurting your seed into his sheath. Spurt after long powerful spurt and with each contraction...with each spasm. Thoughts of taboo's of old time honored hang up's...as Adonis had put it silly Human morals..vanish from your mind.
As the last of your seman is expelled you step back, surprisingly feeling very aroused still. Glancing down you discover that your testicles are now covered with thick fur. Already a sheath covers your groin, a huge pulsing Satyr organ hanging from it's opening. Softly Adonis's hand strokes your cheek, slipping under your jaw to lift your chin. "Now I will fill you with the spirit of Pan." He whispers turning you around. You can feel the hot flesh of his chest against your back, as the soft dripping tip of his maleness wedges between your buttock's......