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The door opened, and for a second, the only light, dim as it could go, came from the agitated flames that rushed past the entrance. A moment later, a hand patted through the darkness until it reached a switch on the wall, and new light bathed on the kissing males, one of them pinned against the wall while he kicked the door closed. The same hand left the wall and went back to aimlessly wandering the powerful body that kept him down, safely stepping into the flames sprouting from the back of his head, caressing the skin underneath and getting pleased moans muffled against his own lips in response.

"Fuck, ok... Slow down, dude," the first dragon broke the kiss, breathing out as he felt the blush creep up his brown scales, looking down to make sure that the rest of his white body wasn't turning pink from the arousal. The second dragon, however, cupped his chin and pulled him back up until they made eye contact, but rather than the eyes, he was lost in the blazing flames on his head, framing it like a beard and wildly flowing behind him like a mane of sunset hair, with a pair of fire horns to boot. Such a fascinating creature, and that was without mentioning the same fire sprouting out of his chest, which he was more than happy to keep fairly exposed with his shirts. Just thinking about it was enough to make him blush.

"That's not the face of someone who wants to slow down," he replied, and it was enough to make poor Maurice's blush grow even redder, all while a very obvious bulge was pressed against his crotch. Perhaps he would've complained about it if he hadn't wanted it so bad.

"You know, I could see these in the darkness," he tried to change the subject, rubbing behind the fire drake's head to get his attention back into his flames, but it was difficult with a tent that big against him, and his head mostly focused on wondering how it would feel around his fingers. "It's like there's not a single part of you that's at all subtle."

"Subtlety hasn't ever gotten me anywhere," and right after answering with that, Xek reached down, giving himself a good grope before repeating the process with his date, watching him grow stiff the exact moment his hand ended up between his legs. A quick snicker slipped through his lips before he went back for another kiss, easily relaxing the shy dragon, getting him to open to his touch... right before taking a step back and entering the apartment proper. "So, are you giving me the tour?"

"God, you're such a tease!" Maurice covered his face in his hands to try and hide the still burning crimson on his face, only peeking through the gaps between his fingers to take quick glances at Xek's wide, thick back straining against the black fabric of his shirt. It did things to him... But before any of those things could ingrain themselves in his brain, he followed. "This, as you can see, is the living room," he gestured, letting the couch, the coffee table, the TV and whatever else there was in the room speak for themselves, while he inconspicuously took a few glances at the fire dragon's ass.

"...And that's the kitchen, I assume," his head whipped up in less than a second when he heard that, seeing Xek pointing somewhere behind him. Good, he thought; any excuse to look away and not letting him see his fluster was good. A quick nod of confirmation while giving his back to the dragon was all he needed, lest his voice betrayed his aroused state. "It's a really nice place you got here, you know? So, what do you say you show me the bedroom next?"

"Ok!"

"Man, you're really eager, aren't you?" Xek laughed and all Maurice could do was cover his face again, holding back the ashamed whimper that threatened to come out of his throat. His back had grown tense just from the embarrassment, and he didn't relax until a pair of muscular arms held him from behind and a series of kisses on his neck made him shiver. "I'm sorry. You know I'm messing with you, right? I mean, that's what we're here for in the first place."

"I know that, I just..." he sighed, already feeling the urge to fiddle and stretch his words, anything to keep himself from saying it, until those strong arms squeezed him tighter and his hands instinctively reached for them, all while feeling the soft heat of the flames on his back. "I... want it to be special... Is that silly?"

"Of course not!" and once again, the fire dragon's lips trailed down the back of his neck, leaving kiss after kiss etched in his skin, making him shiver in delight, yearn for his touch and the delicious sensations he would no doubt bring him. "I'll make sure it's special for you, handsome. So, lead the way."

Maurice's face was starting to feel like it would burst in flames, much like Xek's own, but he found himself almost enjoying the feeling. Just then, the grasp the fire dragon had on him loosened, just enough to grab his hand and slowly lead him into a short hallway, quickly crossing a door into a room with little more than a bed and a desk to the side. It was rather simple, plain even, and he was about to apologize over it, right before Xek pulled him over for another kiss, this one hotter, fiercer, hands refusing to let him go and all. It only took a second for Maurice to let go of his defenses, practically melting on the dragon's arms and whimpering as he gave into the kiss, feeling a rough tongue push against his lips and invade his mouth, with the cracking of the dragon's flames filling his ears.

Xek pushed him on the bed, and only a small whimper left him from it, as his mind was soon taken over by the smug look the fire dragon gave him, and the way he slowly started to unbutton his shirt, showing off more of his body with every single motion. Maurice found himself allured by the sight, mesmerized by the patch of flames on his chest trailing down his body, the shining fire contrasting the gray scales, making the stout belly look all the more delectable with every button that came off. Once again, he was teasing him, giving him a show, letting the shirt slowly slide off his arms and onto the floor, and just for fun striking a flexing pose that bulged his arms, pushed his plump chest outwards and somehow made the flames get an inch higher. Maurice swallowed audibly at the sight.

Next thing he knew, Xek was climbing on the bed with him, kissing him again while their chests pressed against one another, his abs pushing against the fire dragon's hard belly. The man was pure muscle, and being held in place by such powerful arms was turning him on beyond belief. Those same strong hands became restless, groping his chest hard and going down the defined abs hiding beneath his shirt, quickly reaching the hem and peeling it off his scales. Maurice's breathing rushed the slightest when the cold of the room hit his body for the first time, each little inch making his arousal grow as reality started setting in. By the time the shirt was lifted off his shoulders, he was convinced his body had turned completely pink from the fluster, and the way Xek kept staring at him didn't help matters in the least.

"Well, look at that. You told me about it before, but your color is a lot cuter when you get to see it in person," he said and that was enough to get him to blush even harder. It had always been a point of pride and embarrassment, the way his brown scales ended around his shoulders before instantly turning a milky white all the way down, with nothing but a modest tuft of black hair between his pecs putting any different color in them. The reverse ice cream, he had been called in school, which took a very different meaning when he started working out, but that always made him conscious about it. And now, here he was, in bed with the hottest guy he had met, no pun intended, exposing that to him and getting complimented.

"It's not my favorite thing about myself..." he meekly admitted, knowing that the dragon's immediate reaction would be to reassure him of his good looks. That's how it always went, and he would be lying if he said he wasn't a fan of the attempts. But he was surprised when, instead of words, Xek decided to express his opinion by kissing his neck again, wasting no time in going down his chest, leaving kiss after kiss and licking along the way, getting a low, quick moan out of the surprised chocolate dragon.

What followed were slow, deliberate movements and motions as Xek kissed down his stomach, his hands reaching the zipper while his lips stopped right beneath his belly button, where a faint tuft of black hair poked out of his pants. Right then, he stopped, giving Maurice a quick glance. It was all on him, it seemed. And Maurice simply nodded in approval, wanting nothing to interrupt his experience, wanting to waste no time whatsoever; he wanted him here and now, and the way he whimpered while bucking his hips upwards was all the evidence the fire dragon needed. The zipper went down and the pants, along with the underwear tightly hugging his thick thighs, all came off, thrown out of the bed while Xek stared at the prize in front of him.

"My, oh my, you never told me you had a slit," he said while licking his lips, hungrily eyeing the delectable opening as a few drops of what was undoubtedly pre started seeping out. His hands rubbed along the strong thighs, marveling at the sheer thickness before going up, his thumb pushing against the tight hole, gently pressing the inside, pulling a bit on the opening to see how much he could spread it.

"I-I...!" Maurice tried, but his words quickly devolved into grunts and gasps as his slit was played with. Of course, he had experimented on his own before, but there was something about another guy's fingers on it that made it a different, more exciting experience. "I thought... fuck, that all dragons... you know, had one?"

"Mmm? Not really. I mean, I don't have one," he admitted it in such a casual manner that it was Maurice who blushed at it. Of course, being naked himself and about to see him do the same, there was no point on feeling flustered, but his brain was perhaps too aroused to properly realize that. "Anyway, yours looks tasty."

Before he could even start freaking out about his choice of words, Maurice had to freak out when Xek spread his legs and dove right between them, visible just enough for him to see how he licked his lips before giving one long taste to the edges of his slit. The poor chocolate dragon had to grit his teeth to keep the sudden moan down, and had no time to complain when his date repeated his actions, over and over; before he knew it, his crotch was being eaten out, delicately enough for his body to detect every single stroke, every shiver that traveled from within, but rough enough for the grunts to push out of his throat. Everything, from the hot breadth pushing against his skin, to the way his nose pressed against it to take a long, deep whiff of his masculine, powerful musk, and how he cupped every drop of pre that happened to wander out of him, was enough to drive him crazy.

Of course, Maurice had seen enough porn in his life to know that slits were something plenty of guys enjoyed getting their mouths around; it just never occurred to him that it could be something so heavenly, so impossibly exquisite, that he could already feel his cock stirring inside it, threatening to push out and hit Xek square on the jaw. But being the more experienced of the two, the fire dragon seemed to predict as much, and Maurice ended on the surprised end of the stick one more time when his tongue pushed inside, reaching as far as the base of his still trapped cock, making the chocolate dragon tremble while his body was played with so ruthlessly, yet his member was easily kept trapped within his own body, leaving him with no choice but to claw the sheets beneath him to try and ease his arousal.

And just as he thought he was at his limit and could get no more sensations, Xek reached around, giving his bare ass a good squeeze before pushing him forward, burying his muzzle deep into that virgin slit, spreading his legs apart with his shoulders and finally making that one pleased scream leave his throat. It was pure bliss, and the way his beard and hair tickled against his skin made him grow literally hotter, as they too became brighter, more intense. His back arched in delight at the way he was being devoured by such hungry, expert lips, at the way he was basically being kissed, his fluids swallowed the very moment his encased cock oozed them out, and he could already hear the other dragon's hurried breathing, gasps and moans becoming the perfect background for the hunger with which he was treated. There was something so strange about the passion he gave to the task, and that made Maurice get even harder inside his slit, feeling the tip of his own cock press against his inner walls while the throbbing base pushed against Xek's tongue, getting muffled chuckles and grunts out of him.

The moment he pulled out was the emptiest Maurice remembered ever feeling, but hearing the pleased sigh and looking at his tall, stocky hunk of a date wipe the pre out of his lips was enough indulgence to help ignore as much.

"Fuck damn! Dude, you taste great! I could spend hours just eating you up!" a very excited Xek yelled, his voice filling the room in an instant. Had he not been too dazed over his own arousal, Maurice would've asked him to keep it down before the neighbors heard; right now, however, all he could register was the man's happiness and a new sense of pride over his apparent taste. "Seriously... Fuck, just thinking about it again is making my mouth water. Not to mention, it's fucking tight in there. Man... I kinda wanna break you in."

"Ah, well..." with his head starting to clear out, Maurice could finally process what was being told to him, asked of him, and surprised himself when he felt the need start to invade his body. "You could always... do it!" he blurted out, and the look on Xek's face was priceless. At last, he had one over the fire dragon, and it had to happen when he was asking him for dick. Fantastic. "I mean! You said yourself, that's... what we're here for..." and every word became more and more of a whisper.

"What... I mean, yeah, I said that," for the first time in the night- for the first time since they had known each other, Xek was acting coy. If that didn't raise a few flags, nothing would ever do it, but Maurice still allowed him to talk. "I'm not saying no, it's just... Well, you haven't seen, so you can't actually know... You know what, it's better if you see for yourself."

What the hell could he be going on about? Somehow, Maurice got his answer the moment he reached for his own pants and started unbuckling, resulting in his brown scales no doubt turning the brightest crimson of all night. Somewhere in the back of his head he knew this was going to happen, expected it, wanted it! Of course he was bound to see the dragon naked! But knowing that then didn't help his increasing fluster now! Nor did his apparent paralysis as the pants finally came down, along with the underwear, resulting in a very large, very big, very long, very-

"Holy shit! It's fucking fat!" he yelled. And immediately covered his snout. If he was wondering whether or not his face could feel hotter, he now had his answer. All Xek did was rub the back of his head, a sheepish grin on his face, with a good hint of smugness at the compliment, while grabbing his stocky and, indeed, fat girth. A single hand wasn't enough to go all the way around, his thumb and middle finger kept a bit apart by the sheer meat they were trying to hold, only giving weight to Maurice's outburst, and he was now starting to understand why the fire dragon had seemingly become reluctant. "Hold on, you're not putting that thing in me... right?"

"I mean, that's more or less how sex works, haha," he said, with a good, slow stroke of his monster cock to emphasize his words, and a single drop of pre oozing out of his tip, landing on his finger and quickly reaching up to clean it, leaving Maurice with new, unknown hunger and jealousy. "But in all honesty, if you don't think you can take it, we won't do it. I sort of wanna try, though. You know... I'm confident enough in my fucking that I could get it in you without it hurting too much, and what's more special than saying you took this fat piece of cock your first time?"

"Dude, what? Jeez," once again, he covered his face with his hands. Talk about embarrassing... But he couldn't quite shake the idea of taking such a girth. In his virginal naivete, the size alone was enticing, and there was this kinky part of him that told him to go for it, choke on it, tear himself apart with it... and the more he stared at that magnificent cock, the more he listened to that part. "Ok... Ok, let's do it. I'll try. I'll go with yes. Come on! Put it in before I change my mind! Just shove it in!"

"Oh my god! Just relax!" Xek kept laughing, louder with every word, and that certainly didn't help Maurice relax at all. What did help, however, were a pair of hands resting on his thighs, gently pulling them apart just a bit before sitting on top of him, the fat rod rubbing against his wet entrance while a pop reached his ears. He immediately freaked out before seeing the now open bottle in Xek's hands, contents being poured down on his crotch, leaving him with a cold, sticky sensation.

"What's that?" he mumbled before a pair of fingers made their way in his slit, his eyes widening at the invasion, his back tensing at the feeling and ease with which they made their way in and out, slick and warm, and gently pushing his insides apart. Was getting spread supposed to feel this good!?

"It's lube, of course. Had it in the back of my pants, just in case," he said as more and more was poured, and new sensations invaded the chocolate dragon just as the cold substance reached his boner deep in his body, coating it with it, feeling it roll around and mix with his pre, amping up his sensitivity to the point that just his date's touch was enough to make his member jump. He looked up for a moment just in time to see Xek pour the remaining contents on his own fat monster, quickly rubbing himself and getting his cock shiny and wet for the dragon, yet refusing to stop pouring more of the substance. He was convinced the bottle would be empty by the time he was over, if anything, because of his sheer girth. "I'm still surprised you said yes, though! I promise, I'll make sure you love it!"

Maurice wanted to say something along the lines of 'of course I'll love that big fat cock, now give it to my hungry pussy', or some other cheesy porno flick line, but the fact was that he was too nervous to begin with to even consider letting out any sound. When the tip of Xek's cock pressed against his slit, he went dead silent, giving only a quick nod to the dragon as a sign that he was ready. And the fire dragon pushed in, his cockhead alone spreading the entrance inch by inch as it made its way through, forcing poor Maurice to grit his teeth again, until he could no longer keep his screams down.

"Shhh, relax," Xek quickly reacted, his voice remaining calm as he said so, reaching down and softly pressing his lips against the dragon's own. The warmth of his body against his own, along with his own lingering taste mixing with his, managed to ease Maurice's pain, which the fire dragon took as cue to try and push another inch inside. He winced, his hands leaving the sheets and reaching around the other dragon, holding him tightly as his massive girth penetrated him, diving deeper into the kiss, focusing away from the pain and trying to reel in only the pleasure from the kiss and the way that thick length pushed against every soft, delectable spot inside him, the tip slowly rubbing along his own boner and gently pushing more and more of his juices out.

He pushed against Xek's lips, keeping his head in place, letting him know with his own just how badly he wanted him to keep going, to push through and give him the supposed pleasure he promised him. And somehow, he managed to ignore everything else, filter out anything that wasn't the pure sensations of bliss that the fat rod gave him on its way in, his own cock throbbing inside and pressed against the fatter one, the tightness of his slit pushing them together just as their pre started oozing out. Until finally...

...

"Well... it's in," Xek said when the kiss broke, looking at the heavily panting dragon under him, barely able to keep his eyes open. "I'll be damned, seems like you're a natural at this. You, slutty boy."

"Yeah?" he breathed out, trying his best just to keep himself together, feeling his insides squeeze the two of them together, burning with pain like he had never known before, but slowly subsiding as he started feeling the growing need to clench and milk their cocks together.

"I'm gonna start humping now," Xek warned, with only a nod to tell him he had been heard. Maurice could tell he wasn't entirely sure of doing it, however, but still egged him on, pushing his own hips forward with what little control he had over his body. Somewhere beyond the still subsiding pain he could feel himself wanting this, feel the growing need to have more in him. The fire dragon heard his silent pleas and the fat monster of a cock started pulling out of his slit, leaving him with a gaping feeling of emptiness a weird mix between relief and hunger, as the cock made its way halfway out of him, still pressed against his own length, coating it with pre and smearing more lube all over it. Maurice could barely contain himself.

And then the first push in, a bit faster, a bit rougher than last time, just the right way to make him shiver from everything in him being pressed, every single button pushed just right and the process starting all over again. A couple humps and he could already feel his slit overflowing with pre, all thanks to so many new, strange and exquisite sensations invading him, overclocking his brain and his body. Not a single moan left his mouth because he was too drunk on the pain and pleasure such a first time brought him, too focused on the gigantic girth that relentlessly made its way into his slit.

It was only a few humps, maybe a single minute, when he started bucking back out of instinct, feeling himself getting closer to the edge, his own load starting to boil, starting to rise like a mad geyser towards the tip of his own concealed cock, and finally bursting with such force, he could barely notice anything around him other than the great pleasure bursting through his body, the haze covering his eyes as his slit filled up with massive amounts of his own seed, mixing with lube and pre until it exploded around Xek's cock and out of his body, half landing on the fire dragon's flaming crotch while the rest rolled down his taint and ass, making a small puddle beneath them.

As soon as that was over, Maurice's arms fell to his sides, and the two dragons stared at one another, the chocolate one panting hard while the flaming one smiled at him, a few gentle chuckles escaping his throat. Maurice was too lost in his own arousal and afterglow to think about anything else, focused on his eyes and looking for the right words.

"That was... wow..." was all he could come up with, getting yet another chuckle out of Xek. Why was he laughing so much? Especially when he was so- "Fuck! You haven't... You didn't cum, oh my god... I ended so soon, damn..."

"Shhh, it's fine," Xek kept chuckling, so warmly that he couldn't help but feel good hearing it, and reached down for one more kiss. "It's your first time, I wasn't expecting you to last long. But you know what? We got aaaaaaaaaalllllll night to help you practice."