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The next installment in the Reignited Sexy Verse! If you guys haven't read the previous story entry that started all of this, be sure to read it in the link below. "Visiting Nestor's Workshop"

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It was another typical day at the Artisan Home World; dragons milled about minding their own business and going about their day to day lives. Some dragons conversed with one another at the Town Square, whilst others simply took to relaxing in the shade beneath a tree while enjoying the summer breeze. The lives of dragons within' the Dragon Realms were often simple: to live freely and do as one pleased. For an Artisan dragon, it was more than enough reason to indulge themselves in their "artistic voice" and in one of the classrooms located at the Dragon Temple around Stone Hill, Ignitus was helping young dragons to find their own artistic calling.

The red scaled dragon walked around the room, examining each dragon's chosen activity closely. Some had taken to painting; setting up easels and painting a portrait of whatever came into their minds. He glanced around and saw that they were all fairly rudimentary in design, but inspired nonetheless. There was always the typical painting of a tree, another dragon was observed to be drawing a very wooly sheep. Then there was a drawing that made Ignitus pause. "Zaze," he called the dragon's attention. "Just to clarify; what exactly did you draw?"

The dragon momentarily stopped in his actions to answer Ignitus's question. Zaze took a step back to admire his handiwork as it had taken a lot of effort on his part. Zaze's claws were a mix of colours, stained with paint that ruined his otherwise clean yellow scales. Regardless he smiled brightly before he spoke. "Well, it's a cock." He answered innocently, Ignitus wondered however if they were both on the same page.

Yet to his dismay, Zaze wasn't lying as right there on the white canvas was a shockingly well drawn dragon member; erect, throbbing, glistening with pre, and even adorned with veins. The amount of detail was astounding, Ignitus could have easily mistaken it to be the work of someone with more refined skills.

"You said we should take inspiration from things we like, so..." Zaze simply shrugged open heartedly before turning back to apply some darker shading to the base of the cock. Ignitus blinked as he leaned forward to examine further, noticing that the dragon had also penciled in the balls and would soon be in the process of coloring them in too; at the very least, it was good to see he was anatomically correct thought the older dragon.

There was a lurking question still in the back of his mind however which he couldn't help but voice. "...Is this anyone, in particular?" He managed to cough out quietly, trying to avoid disrupting any of his other pupils as they continued on their own activities.

Zaze took a moment to respond, looking as if he was debating whether to divulge the information forward or not; eventually, he relented shyly saying "It's Nestor."

Ignitus took another glance back at the perverse drawing laid out in front of him, it took a moment for it to register for him but he inevitably noticed the resemblance. Letting out a thoughtful hum to himself he spoke once more. "Yes, I believe I can see it now." The older dragon tapped the bottom of his chin as he studied the artwork closely. "Although, I do think perhaps you're missing a ridge; just here," Ignitus pointed out onto the drawing carefully, just a few inches from the base of the cock. "I could possibly be mistaking it for Terrador's though, but I'm sure..."

"Oh you're right, you're totally right!" Zaze interrupted Ignitus's train of thought before rushing to grab a pencil and scribbling it in. "I can't believe I missed that." He immediately leaned forward to begin shading the new portion of his work with exuberance, quietly muttering to himself. "Mmn, That ridge feels kinda good too."

Ignitus however overheard his little side comment and decided to chip in with one of his own. "Definitely! Even more so when it hits you at just the right angle, it's quite exquisite." The red dragon then quietly popped a question towards Zaze that he wasn't expecting. "Not too many dragons can easily take Nestor down to that ridge, especially someone of your age. Was it a challenge at all during your first time?"

Zaze blinked, his mind flashing back to his previous intimate session with Nestor before shyly stuttering out. "I-it was..." he responded feeling a little embarrassed, he felt the familiar sensation of heat starting to rise to his cheeks just thinking about it. Ignitus however apart from noticing the cute blush beginning to form on his Zaze's face could also see that is wasn't the only thing rising of Zaze's. The dragon chuckled to himself before leaning in and whispering into his ear quietly. "You should probably go and see him after class to have him help you with that," He grinned mischievously before adding. "And maybe I could help too."

The yellow dragon now blushed furiously, his scales almost as red as his mentor's; flustered by his comment he couldn't help but let out a cute little sound that Ignitus found rather alluring. But Ignitus knew that he had to yet to finish attending to his scholarly duties first before enjoying the pleasures of life themselves. He decided to let Zaze be for now and have the dragon continue working on his art in peace as he continued his rounds watching over the other students' artistic endeavors. While dragons like Zaze painted, some took to dancing, and a few to writing; there were even some who were sculpting small, crude figurines that showed promise. Truly, Artisan dragons were creatives at heart and you'd be very hard pressed to find one who lacked any sort of creative outlet.

That was until Ignitus came across one student in particular. "Spyro," Ignitus called out calmly as he walked up to the dragon. "Is everything alright?"

The purple dragon was seated on his chair, staring at the blank canvas he'd set up in front of him some time ago. Ignitus could best sum up Spyro's expression as that of someone who was unsure; with the rest of the other dragons in the rooms busy in their activity Spyro stood out like a sore thumb amongst his peers. The young dragon acknowledged Ignitus's presence by letting out a dejected sigh. "Oh hey, Ignitus." He turned his head to face him. "Uh yeah, everything's fine. I'm just..." He looked back at the blank canvas and shook his head. "I'm just not really feeling it right now."

Ignitus scratched his chin pondering at the comment as Spyro wasn't normally like this. "Are you exhausted? You did just get back from your travels in Avalar after all."

Spyro shrugged. "Maybe...? I didn't get much sleep at all last night either."

This made Ignitus's brow rise slightly. "Is something bothering you at all?" He gave the purple dragon a look of concern. "You know you can always talk to me, right?"

Spyro smiled softly in response to the dragons question. "I do; Thank you, Ignitus." He paused for a moment, then frowned. "I'm not really sure what's wrong with me myself."

Ignitus's inner teacher began to shine through as he placed a hand onto Spyro's shoulder for comfort, he was never one to let his student's down. "Well, if it helps you may talk to me in private later after class. How does that sound? In regards to the activity, I ask that you don't try to force it if you don't feel the spark. Creativity is best when it's allowed to run its course naturally, so just take it easy for now."

The young dragon nodded.

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Class eventually ended.

One by one the students all left the room looking forward to a momentary break from their studies. Ignitus however remained behind tidying up the room with the use of magic, getting the easels to arrange themselves neatly into the corner. They levitated a few inches off the floor slowly passing by Spyro who manually placed his along with them. The teacher and the student now had their privacy.

"So," Ignitus spoke softly, walking up to Spyro who went and sat down on one of the art stools. "What's been bothering you, Spyro?"

Now in the privacy they shared with one another Spyro was willing to be more open about his thoughts. "I actually don't know, Ignitus," he answered seeming a little downhearted. "I guess I just haven't been getting much sleep lately."

Ignitus cocked an eyebrow, leaning forward a little to show his concern. "What's been keeping you up?"

Spyro paused for a moment; It was like he was contemplating whether to tell Ignitus what was really the cause of his insomnia. He eventually relented, knowing that he could talk to the older dragon with just about anything. Ignitus was like a father figure to him after all. "I-I've been getting raging erections in the evenings, that just wouldn't go away..." Spyro stammered a little as he spoke out, clearly feeling a little embarrassed about the situation.

The red dragon simply blinked before leaning back again. That wasn't exactly the statement he was expecting to hear. Though after giving it some thought, problems like these were quite common amongst dragons like Spyro and his peers. It was a sign and could only mean one thing. "I see..." Ignitus decided to dig deeper. "So, when did this all start?"

Spyro paused and thought quietly to himself for a moment. "I think it started happening a while after I finished dealing with The Sorceress." He paused for a brief moment, trying to recount what he had been doing the past few days.

Ignitus on the other hand, did some quick mental math and it was already becoming clearer and clearer to him that what was happening to Spyro was just a natural part of a dragon's life. "I've been jerking it off like I've always been doing... But it was a bit of a hassle to get some privacy because Hunter kept wanting to talk to me about issues he's been having with his family."

Ignitus nodded slowly, but decided to just confirm what he's been suspecting. "But whenever you jerk off, it doesn't seem to solve the problem for you?" he asked calmly.

Spyro nodded back in agreement. He then continued, asking "Like, it's not enough. Like you're missing something?"

Spyro nodded once again almost moping. "What do you think I should do, Ignitus? Am I sick? Is this normal for dragons?"

The red dragon smiled warmly. "You're not sick, Spyro; very far from it. In fact, you're quite healthy. It's a sign that you're growing older, Spyro."

"It is?" Spyro asked innocently. "I don't...feel...any different."

"Are you sure?" Ignitus asked, prying deeper. "Whenever you fall asleep, what are your dreams made up off?"

Spyro blinked, then his cheeks began to blush. "Uh...well...they're..." The dragon was at a loss for words, feeling a little more embarrassed about them. Ignitus remained patient with him, already having an idea as to what the contents of his dreams could probably be. Spyro bit his lips before eventually continuing his answer, saying, "They... I-involve you, actually."

"Me?" Ignitus asked innocently. "What am I doing in your dreams?"

"Well... It's more so... What you do... To me..." Spyro's voice trailed to almost a whisper as he looked away from the larger male shyly. Ignitus couldn't help but smile. Seeing Spyro act so bashful in front of him was unusual, but his noticeable innocence on the matter at hand made it very clear why. The dragon who saved them all from Gnasty Gnorc, fought off Ripto in a world far from his home, and even took on a powerful Sorceress on the other side of the world was here reduced to a blushing mess in having to admit the perverse nature that had been plaguing his dreams. Spyro was a brave and confident dragon, anyone could attest to that. But it would seem there are still some things the dragon was shy about.

"What I do to you?" Ignitus questioned softly still prying. "What do I do to you, Spyro?"

At this point Spyro's face flushed a deep red. "Well..." The dragon struggled to try and find the right words to explain it without sounding obscene. Eventually, he decided to just come clean telling Ignitus the truth. "You were there in my dream, and you were smacking my face... W-with your big fat cock." Goodness, Spyro felt dirty saying it. He bit his lips, looking almost apologetically to Ignitus.

"I'm sorry, I know that sounds weird, and I probably shouldn't have said anything and..." Ignitus cut Spyro off before he could continue his rambling apology. He had heard enough.

"Relax, Spyro. Relax; breath." The dragon took deep breaths in response, trying to regain his composure. "I'm sorry. I hope I didn't weird you out."

"Weird me out?" Ignitus rhetorically asked. "I'm happy you're being honest with me."

Spyro felt some semblance of relief hearing Ignitus's soothing tone of voice. "So, yeah... Those are the type of dreams I have. Is that normal?"

Ignitus nodded, doing his best to reassure the dragon. It was obvious that this was something troubling Spyro greatly and had to be handled with great care. Ignitus needed to approach this matter delicately and he wasn't sure he was capable of helping Spyro all by himself. "Yes, they are. They're just a side effect of what's been happening to you."

"What do I need to do then?"

"For now, just keep doing what you've been doing" Ignitus answered. "I'll get some things sorted out and after that I can help you really solve this problem of yours. How does that sound?"

The trouble that hung on Spyro's shoulders seemingly lifted themselves. The dragon perked up, smiling the typical bright smile he normally wore. "Thanks, Ignitus." He leaned forward to hug the older dragon. Ignitus was more than happy to return the favor. "I really appreciate this."

"It's no problem at all," Ignitus responded. "Now you go on ahead and enjoy your break from studies, alright?"

"I will."

With that, Spyro stood up to exit the room. Ignitus watched the dragon leave, knowing that today was the day that Spyro was coming of age. There were a lot of thoughts buzzing inside Ignitus's head but they all focused on one thing. Seeing Spyro's cute rump peek at him through the dragon's loincloth just as the door closed behind Spyro made one thing throbbingly clear for Ignitus. He glanced down and saw that his own loincloth was almost becoming parted by his now hardening erection. It demanded attention from him. The thought of Spyro dreaming about him really got the dragon going.

He felt his pride swell thinking back to Spyro's compliment. He reached down to wrap his palm around his member.

"My big fat cock...Heh."

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Sometime that afternoon, Ignitus found himself walking down the halls of the Dragon Temple. His footfalls echoed against the stone walls, the sound lightly filling the quietness in the air as the large dragon made his way down the corridor. His last class for the day just ended and he figured now was the perfect time to ask for help in regards to the situation with Spyro. He planned to ask the one dragon who knew exactly how to approach delicate matters such as these.

Rounding around the corner, he arrived at the hall leading to the dragon's office. To his surprise however, the door he usually found open was closed for once. Walking closer Ignitus extended an arm getting ready to knock, however he was stopped momentarily by a faint sound he heard coming from the other side. It wasn't an intrusive noise, but there was no mistaking the sound he could hear was a continuous rhythmic banging, followed by the occasional quiet grunt and a subtle wet slapping sound.

Ignitus grinned mischievously, looking around to make sure it was still quiet before letting his own urges take hold. Leaning in closer to try and hear what was happening on the other side of the door, Ignitus found his semi-erection from earlier coming back to him. His own hand gently reaching under the ties on his loincloth to quietly stroke himself as he focused on the sounds behind the door. The sharp thrusts and muffled sounds of moaning filled his senses as he continued to caress his hardening dragon cock. Biting his lower lip he held back a moan as he heard the wet slapping more clearly pick up as the dragon on the other side started thrusting quicker.

"Mmmm... They must be getting close." Ignitus thought to himself. "P-perhaps a little peek wouldn't hurt anyone." Being well versed in magic, Ignitus knew a lot of handy spells that aided him in day to day life. Although he didn't often use his powers for such perverse things, the opportunity was simply too good to pass up.

Lifting a hand he focused for a moment before using his magic to turn the outside of the door into glass, allowing him to look clearly into the room and see what was happening. The older dragon licked his lips lustfully as he saw his colleague inside with none other than Zaze from his art classes. Zaze was bent over Nestor's desk and was holding his mouth shut with both hands as the larger dragon thrust into his fully exposed backside quite rapidly. It only confirmed Ignitus's suspicions that Zaze had indeed been visiting Nestor, possibly quite frequently by how hard his rear was being pounded by the larger male dragon.

His breathing started to get heavy before he heard another muffled cry of bliss from within sending him over the edge. Stepping away from the door quietly, he eased himself down from his orgasm. His focus broken, the outside of the door returned to solid oak. Huffing quietly to himself, Ignitus used a small washcloth he had at hand to quickly remove any evidence of his brief escapade.

Closing his eyes for a moment, the dragon felt content after having cleared some prior urges from earlier. The older dragon then sighed and stood up tall, tapping his foot gently whilst waiting for the door to open.

After a short time passed the door indeed swung open, and a young dragon exited from it. It was none other than Zaze. He looked haggard and exhausted, but held a look of satisfaction that was clearly plastered across his face. His loincloth was haphazardly slung around his waist and was barely clasped together. The dragon was in such a high that he didn't notice Ignitus's presence up until the dragon cleared his throat. The dragon smelled of sweat and sex. Zaze blushed furiously, seeing Ignitus's knowing grin.

"I don't think I have to ask to know how much you enjoyed yourself." Ignitus responded cheekily, nodding to the fact that Zaze's backside was leaking cum onto the floor. The dragon gasped realizing this and immediately did his best to cover his ass with his tail.

"Go on." Ignitus said. "I would opt to help you clean up, but I must speak with Nestor in private."

Ignitus watched Zaze walk away, the dragon still slightly dripping fresh cum onto the stone floor as he left down the hall. Eventually he turned to face the door, gently knocking on it and announcing his arrival. "Nestor, Are you there?"

There was a sound of shuffling coming from within the room before he heard the dragon's response. "Oh, uh, yeah! Please.. C-come in!"

Ignitus pushed the door open a little wider than it was, entering Nestor's office. The dragon in question was seated in his chair lethargically, his lower half blocked from view by his large desk. Various scrolls of day to day proceedings were scattered in front of him, and in his hand was a feather tip pen he used to scribble down his signature on the pieces of paper. The radio placed atop the bookshelf was playing gentle music. Nestor looked up from his position, giving Ignitus a warm smile.

"Oh, Ignitus, what is it?" He clasped his hands together, letting the feather tip pen write by itself with his magic.

"I came to ask you for some advice."

Nestor's brow rose. "On what matters exactly?"

"Delicate matters." Ignitus responded. "It's about a student of mine." Nestor's brow furrowed, and Ignitus then added. "It's about, Spyro."

"Spyro?" The green dragon sat upright, now listening more attentively. "Did something happen?"

"It's nothing that serious." Ignitus said. He then walked over to one of the free chairs in front of Nestor's desk. He was about to sit down, when Nestor stopped him.

"Uhh, p-please... Use the other chair. I still need to clean that up."

True enough, Igntius glanced at the chair once more and realized there was a clear butt imprint on it. The shape was outlined perfectly by the sweat stains, and there was even a smidge of white liquid left on it. He didn't have to think twice to know what it was. "I see..." He then grinned cheekily at Nestor who returned the smile. "I take it you were attending to Zaze?"

Nestor nodded. "I was. The poor dragon came bursting into my room with a raging erection not too long ago. He asked... Well, more or less begged me to fuck him; but I was more then happy to oblige."

"You can thank me for that" Ignitus commented. "I might have teased him a little during class earlier. Is his ass any good?"

"Amazing!" Nestor responded. "I've been trying to tell him that 'sharing' is the most important thing a dragon must learn, but it's been a hard lesson for him to grasp." He glanced at Ignitus then clarified, saying, "he's too shy."

"I thought you addressed this already with Volteer?" Ignitus asked.

"I did... Or at least I tried. Zaze is just really shy in his nature. He's the type of dragon that I think needs to see another dragon like himself doing what he's doing, in regards to matters like this, to be able to fully immerse himself in the act."

The statement lit a lightbulb inside Ignitus's head. "Oh, is that so? I think perhaps we can help each other."

"What did you have in mind?" Nestor asked. "And what exactly is going on with Spyro?"

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Spyro could barely contain himself.

He wasn't able to get some sleep the evening prior, his dreams being the source of his restlessness. They were becoming more vivid, more real, to the point where he would wake up feeling completely and utterly in a primal rut. The best he was able to do was furiously hump the cushions he rested on, his hands a blur on his raging erection. Eventually he would explode, and the haze would lift. It was a temporary reprieve but it wasn't enough to allow him to drift back to sleep. He didn't care that he slept in his own musk, and would wake up feeling sticky. All that mattered was to just take the edge off this seemingly odd affliction he had gotten.

Unfortunately, the broken sleep schedule left him exhausted and unable to focus the next day. Classes drifted by, voices of his peers and teachers drifting in from one ear and out the other. The only thing keeping Spyro sane throughout all of this was the idea that Ignitus was going to help him through it. Whatever he had planned, Spyro was all up for it.

A sly mischievous voice inside of his head whispered dirty things into his ear, telling him to just straight up ask Ignitus to slap his face with his big fat cock.

After all, that was what his dreams were showing him. Why not make it a reality? Maybe acting on it would make it go away. Whatever 'it' was.

In truth, the thought had crossed his mind multiple times. Spyro wasn't often one to be shy, far from it. He was assertive, confident, and most of all, was able to speak his mind clearly. He had faced death numerous times, his encounters with Gnasty Gnorc, Ripto, and most recently, the Sorcerer, could attest to that. But this...made him pause.

Was it because he knew Ignitus so well that he worried asking for such a thing would lessen their friendship?

Would it even lessen their friendship? Or could it actually make it better?

Sex wasn't a mysterious concept to Spyro. His studies informed him that dragon kind was by far one of the most promiscuous kinds to have ever existed. It just never really held much of an interest for him until now.

Spyro walked down the hall of the temple, rubbing the sides of his head. A headache decided to rear its ugly face on him, no doubt brought about by this mysterious affliction he was harboring. At this point, Spyro was actively contemplating asking Ignitus for sexual favors, his relationship be damned. He wasn't sure if that was going to solve his problem or if Ignitus would even indulge his bizarre request, but it was worth a shot.

The dragon turned the corner, heading towards Ignitus's office. Classes just finished and he assumed the dragon would be there, finishing up for the afternoon. He stopped in front of the door, briefly contemplating what he was doing. Before his mind could try and convince him to think otherwise, he decided to just throw caution to the wind. Spyro reached outwards and knocked gently on the door. "Ignitus?" he called out.

Spyro waited patiently, but when no response came, he decided to try again. "Ignitus? Are you in there? I need to talk to you."

He was about to try and go in when he heard a voice from the side call for him. "Spyro?"

Upon leaning around the frame Spyro saw Ignitus walking toward him. The red scaled dragon looked down at him with a warm smile. Ignitus had his knapsack with him. "What is it, Spyro?" he asked. His expression then shifted to that of concern upon seeing Spyro's face. "You looked troubled."

"I was, just looking for you is all." Spyro began. "I was wondering if you had figured out a solution to my uhh, problem?" His voice at the end sounded almost pleading. The purple dragon just wanted relief at this point.

Ignitus's face lit up. "Oh! I do." he answered. "That's what I was actually coming to tell you about."

"Great!" Spyro answered. "So? What do I need to do? Do I just have to take medication or something?"

The red dragon grimaced. "Well, not exactly." He then beckoned the dragon to walk with him. "Come with me, Spyro."

Spyro followed after Ignitus, his eyes subconsciously darting towards the loincloth that the red dragon wore. Ignitus on the other hand happened to catch Spyro looking and chuckled to himself. The purple dragon blushed a little, realizing he was caught red handed. "I-I didn't mean to, Ignitus. I am terribly sorry. It's just..." Spyro began apologizing profusely but Ignitus was quick to ensure him that he didn't do anything wrong.

"Relax, Spyro, it's fine," he said calmly. Ignitus found it complimentary that Spyro was this hungry for his cock. It made his heart flutter a little. He then stopped, and that was when Spyro got a grip of his surroundings. Spyro was so preoccupied with trying to peek at Ignitus's crotch and then apologizing about it, that he didn't realize where they were now.

The two were standing in front of the large doors that signified the resting quarters. The doors opened, and the two made their way inside.

The resting quarters was a large room at the far side of the dragon temple, meant to serve as a place for dragons to rest for the day. It was filled with large sized cushions, and padded pillows, meant for dragons to lay on and relax. Magically infused torches lined the walls, illuminating the room with a warm glow. As the door closed behind them, Ignitus walked over to one of the cushions and parked his rump onto it. He beckoned Spyro to come over, the door behind him closing on its own. Ignitus placed his knapsack to the side.

"Please, make yourself comfortable, Spyro. We can talk privately here. I've made some 'arrangements' to make sure that the resting quarters are left for us this evening."

Spyro did so, lying down onto the cushions. He then glanced at Ignitus who was looking at him. "How are you feeling?" Ignitus asked him.

"A little bit of a headache," he answered truthfully.

Ignitus nodded. "I'm sure you're wondering what's going on with you, Spyro. I admit, when I was your age, I was too."

Spyro blinked. "Y-you went through this sort of thing too?"

"I did." Ignitus smiled. "It was both the most confusing time of my life, and at the same time, the best time of my life." He then looked at Spyro then decided to ask him a more pointed question. "Spyro, be honest with me: you've never been with anyone before, right?"

The question threw Spyro momentarily into a loop. "What do you mean, exactly?"

Ignitus decided to be more direct. "You've never had sex before. Is that correct?"

Spyro blinked, his cheeks blushing a little. He wasn't expecting their conversation to veer off into this direction. "I uhh, no, not really..." He then clarified his statement adding, "not that I was ever interested in it."

There was a twinkle in Ignitus's eye. "But you are now, aren't you?"

"I...well..."

Ignitus looked at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.

"I mean, it has crossed my mind for some time now," Spyro answered. After failing to find the right words to express himself, Spyro flatly answered. "Yes." If sounding a bit disappointed in himself. "But what does any of this have to do with my headaches?"

"Everything..." Ignitus answered. "Spyro, you're becoming older, more mature. Yes, you may say you don't feel any different, but do you really?" he asked. "Your body's internal clock has now ticked over and it's beginning to show the effects. You now have similar urges that any mature dragon would have and your lack of tending to them is what seems to be causing you headaches and insomnia."

"Urges?" Spyro asked looking up at Ignitus confused.

"Yes." Ignitus answered. The older dragon then moved his hand to his backside, then with a flick of his wrist unclasped the chain that held his loincloth in place. The fabric unceremoniously slid off the dragon's body, revealing a part of the older dragon that Spyro had desired to see the most. Ignitus's cock was at half mast, already out of its sheath and slowly snaking its way forward. The sheer weight of it made it rest onto the cushions under him; a light bead of pre escaping at its very tip. Spyro wasn't even aware that he was drooling slightly, by the time he noticed he averted his gaze and was blushing furiously.

"I-Ignitus!" he cried out, feeling embarrassed for the both of them. Try as he might, however, the image of the dragon's cock was already being burned at the forefront of his mind. Not only did he wanted to see more of it, Spyro wanted to touch it; to feel it in his own hands. His perverted mind even went so far as to wonder what it would taste like.

"Oh don't be so prude, Spyro" Ignitus chided. "We dragons are one of the most sexually active and virile creatures of the realm. It's only natural for us to have such carnal urges." He smiled down at Spyro, the dragon now slowly turning his head back to look at him. The dragon was clearly entranced by what he was seeing. Ignitus chuckled at how Spyro was acting just like he was when he first saw someone else's cock. "It's a sign that you're becoming older, Spyro; a sign that you are coming of age."

Ignitus adjusted his seating to give the dragon a clearer view of his lower half. He ended up lying on his back lethargically, his crotch and erect cock pointed directly at the young but curious dragon. "While masturbating every evening may help alleviate your needs, as you grow older your body desires something much more." Ignitus added. "Self pleasure can only get you so far. We dragons are social creatures after all and the best way to socialize is through the use of our bodies."

"S-so...it's normal for me to feel so...attracted to you?" Spyro asked. "To want your..." Spyro felt his throat dry a little. He took a gulp of air, pushing down the reservations he had that were slowly breaking away. "To want your cock?"

"Very much so." Ignitus answered warmly. "To be attracted to me, to Nestor, to Volteer, and even to your friends. It's in our dragon nature to want to fuck and even be fucked." The red dragon sat upright. He placed a comforting hand on Spyro's shoulder. "I care about you, Spyro. You are like a son to me, which is why I want you to have one of the greatest experiences possible for your first time."

The dragon momentarily swallowed, his eyes darting back from Ignitus's face then to his throbbing cock. "I..." The dragon took a moment to find the right words to say clearly speechless. Ignitus was just really looking out for him and wanted what was best for him. "Thank you, Ignitus" he eventually said.

"It's no problem at all, Spyro." Ignitus then leaned his head back relaxing into the pillows allowing the dragon ample space and access to gaze upon his crotch shamelessly.

Spyro subtly licked his lips. Now that his reservations were nothing but gone, he was actually looking forward to all of this. He was excited, yet at the same time unsure of what to do.

"S-so what do I...you know, what do I do?"

Ignitus grinned at the very question before turning towards his pupil. "Well, what does the voice inside your head say?" The purple dragon took a deep breath. With his heart beating anxiously inside of him, he leaned forward slowly letting his instincts guide him. Lowering his head downwards Spyro got a good clear look at what Ignitus had to offer. His dreams didn't do Ignitus justice it seemed, seeing his throbbing erect cock up close and personal made Spyro's head spin. The dragon's cock was long, it's length proportional to his own thigh. Reaching outward hesitantly the young dragon gulped nervously before ultimately wrapping his digits around the larger dragon's member. He could barely close his fist around it and the heat he could feel on his palms was incredible.

"W-wow," Spyro murmured, feeling the member throb in his hands. "You ...You're big."

Ignitus let out a satisfied groan closing his eyes gently as he focused on the feeling of Spyros hands as they started to examine every inch of his pulsing dragon member. Ignitus had been looking forward to this all morning, and his patience was finally paying off.

"Thank you, Spyro," he responded stifling a grunt. He then smiled mischievously. "You're not bad yourself." Ignitus motioned to the fact that Spyro's pecker was excitedly peeking through the dragon's loincloth. He reached forward and quickly unclasped the piece of fabric, letting it fall down to join his on the cushions.

Spyro felt quite exposed; but to his surprise he also felt comfortable and a little warm inside knowing that Ignitus was more than likely looking him over with lustful eyes. The younger dragon continued to jerk his mentor off, basking in the fact that he was holding a cock which wasn't his for the first time. With Ignitus disorbing him, it allowed Spyro to compare just how differently the two of them were. Or in this case, how similar they were. "I send you the same compliments, Spyro," Ignitus responded.

The red dragon reached forward and closed his free hand around the dragon's cock. While obviously smaller compared to himself, Spyro's cock was still impressive for his age nonetheless. Knowing that was just Spyro still going through his growth spurts it showed evidence that the dragon would be quite endowed when he finally finishes growing in size. A thought that made Ignitus's ass tingle in excitement.

Upon seeing the dragon eagerly looking over his larger cock hungrily, Ignitus decided to try and push Spyro in the right direction. "Do you like my cock, Spyro?"

He blushed profusely at Ignitus's comment slightly caught unaware that he had been staring at him this whole time. He was still getting used to openly hearing this dirty talk coming from his mentor. But it did excite him to hear it, his body responded by shivering upon hearing those words so casually spoken to him.

"Y-yes," Spyro stuttered shyly. "I like it a lot."

Ignitus smiled warmly rubbing his pupils shoulder with his free hand while his other continued to slowly tease Spyro's dragon member, encouraging him further with his more explicit suggestions.

"Do you want to give it a little taste?" he asked gently. "How about you lean in give it a taste? I have a feeling you'll like that..."

Spyro simply nodded, following Ignitus's suggestion as his face flushed with excitement. He was really enjoying how the older dragon teased his senses; secretly loving how softly he spoke to him and the things he was now telling him to do that he would have previously considered naughty just made it more provocative.

Lowering himself slowly Spyro felt another shiver run across his scales as he got closer to his mentor, ending eye to eye with the large dragon member just inches away. Being up this close, the masculine smell was impossible to ignore and it was intoxicating. The young dragon inhaled slowly wanted nothing more then have it all to himself.

Hesitantly, he stuck his tongue out, wanting to get a taste. It was an... odd taste. Not different, repulsive or anything; just entirely new. It was both bitter yet sweet at the same time. The mix of skin, sweat and then the dragon's precum that tickled to Spyro's invading taste buds. "You taste great, Ignitus." Spyro licked his lips, the aftertaste leaving a curious flavor on his mouth that he felt a hunger for.

He watched as Ignitus's cock throbbed in response to his gentle affectionate lick, blurting out a healthy dose of precum from the tip. The dragon felt his mouth begin to water as he looked up at Ignitus who was gazing down at him fondly. "Ignitus, c-can I... I mean.. May I.."

"Heh, Go right ahead Spyro. Show me just how much you love my cock."

The dragon could barely contain himself at this point, nothing seemed to matter to Spyro anymore other then getting that dragon cock and feeling it stuffed his mouth. He was like a thirsty dragon seemingly about to get his first taste of water after being parched for six days. It was a rut that clouded Spyro's mind and the dragon basked in it at every turn. With gusto, he leaned forward once more planting a kiss on Ignitus's stiff tip.

Ignitus stifled a low moan watching his pupil planting a kiss the head of his cock. His grip on the cushions tightened, threatening to rip the pillow cases as his member pulsed with anticipation of what was surely to follow. Every fiber of Ignitus's being told him to hold Spyro down right then and there and rut his tight little maw till the morning came. And should his primal instinct ever take hold, he is fairly sure that is exactly what he would have done. But years of experience in dealing with dragons maturing told him to take it nice and easy. This was a very delicate matter after all. It was hard being a teacher, but a necessary restraint was required... For now at least.

Spyro continued licking his mentors pulsing length, obliviously unaware as to just how much unbridled lust Ignitus was harboring towards him. He instead delicately traced his tongue around the red dragon's tip, making sure to get the pre that was now copiously dripping. His natural mating instincts took hold of him making him use his tongue in ways he never knew he could. As the moments ticked by Spyro became more emboldened, wanting to have more of this red throbbing cock inside of him in any way possible. Without skipping a beat, Spyro opened his mouth and tried to suck off Ignitus.

Ignitus cursed under his breath. "Gods above..." he mumbled as he huffed a quiet sigh. His eyes threatened to roll towards the back of his skull. His cock throbbing happily as Spyro continued working his was along it with his maw. It took everything in him to not thrust into Spyro's untrained mouth. The last thing he wanted was to make the dragon unexpectedly choke, even if the mental image of his pupil struggling as he fucked his maw was quite alluring to him. But he needed to take this nice and slow allowing the dragon to go at his own pace.

Ignitus placed a loving hand atop Spyro's head, giving the dragon words of encouragement as the purple dragon began to use his mouth more on his cock. "Mmnnf, T-that's it Spyro. Good job, but don't try to take it in too fast though." he cooed, seeing the dragon struggle to put his entire length into his throat. Spyro coughed slightly, trying to regain his breathing before pulling away and licking his lips again as he smiled up at his mentor. "Don't worry yourself young dragon. You'll get it all down with practice."

"I-I'm not even sure I can take it all in my mouth." Spyro commented, looking at the throbbing cock in front of him. "I... Really want to though."

His enthusiasm was like music to Ignitus's ears. "We dragons are built to eat big, Spyro. You just have to take it nice and slow. Why don't you try again?"

Spyro nodded, turning back to the throbbing cock in front of him. He opened his maw, and this time decided to follow the older dragon's advice. Slowly, the purple dragon descended, Ignitus's cock disappearing further and further into the dragon's warm throat. Spyro closed his eyes, focusing on what he was feeling and the sensations electrifying his body. He felt alive like never before, eyes close as he used his tongue to feel every inch of Ignitus's stiff cock as it glided deeper into his eager maw. His eyes quickly opened again however upon realizing his nose had now collided with the red dragon's crotch. The musk was overwhelming, making his head float above the clouds. "See?" came Ignitus's soothing voice. "Just like that.... Mmmmm" Ignitus relished in the sensation of having his rock solid length fit into his pupils tight mouth like a glove, caressing his head gently with his hand as he smiled down at him.

The young dragon slowly eased himself off again, Ignitus shivered feeling his hardness slide free exposed to the cool night air once more. Spyro's maw hovered in front of the red cock; his hot breath tickling the red dragon's tip, teasing it with every soft pant that passed the young dragons lips. "I fucking love your cock, Ignitus." With that admission, Spyro went back to work, happily sucking on the throbbing flesh like it was the best thing that ever happened to him. Ignitus on the other hand was on cloud nine; he was certainly glad that this was going so well. Spyro's first foray into maturity and already he was shaping up to be quite an amazing dragon. But unbeknown to Spyro, the events of that evening were just getting started.

As Spyro was busy slurping away, Ignitus directed his attention to something else. With his free hand, he reached behind Spyro, tracing his hands over the dragon's sides before stopping briefly at Spyro's smooth cheeks. Ignitus then squeezed the toned yet soft muscles with an almost possessive force.

The act itself made Spyro stop sucking him for a moment, forcing him to let out a cute little squeak in surprise. "I-Ignitus?" he asked, his maw still partially enveloping the larger males cock as wondered what the dragon above him was doing.

"Nnnf, d-don't slow up on my part... I'm just admiring your lovely backside, Spyro."

"Oh," Spyro blushed. "Thank you, Ig--" The dragon's voice squeaked to a high note upon feeling a single finger invade his personal space. Spyro's tail instinctively hiked up, the sensation making his body convulsed a little. It felt odd, strange even; but amidst it all it actually felt quite good.

"I-Ignitus?" he tried his best to ask, his voice shaking a little as he mumbled out trying not to bite on his mentors length.

"Do not fret, Spyro. I'm just making sure that you are as loose as possible." He clarified before adding a second finger. The older dragon masterfully twirled his fingers around, spreading Spyro's hole outwards in a gentle manner. He needed to take his time with his preparation to ensure he wouldn't hurt the smaller dragon when the time came.

Spyro on the other hand was in a different world entirely. This was the first time someone had ever touched his backside, let alone slide a finger up in there. It was something else, and the dragon was still processing whether he liked it or not. Ignitus wasted no time and soon added a third finger, Spyro's hole now being stretched much further than it had ever been. The resistance the red dragon felt was falling to the wayside, it was almost like Spyro's ass was begging to be fucked by him; and Ignitus was more than happy to oblige.

"Ignitus..." Spyro voiced meekly. His head was pressed forward, his cheeks rubbing against Ignitus's throbbing red member as it slipped free from his mouth, a mix of his own saliva and his mentors precum smearing his face as he tried to look up at Ignitus. The red dragon however continued his actions, twirling his fingers around as if looking for something. A few moments later, he found what he was looking for, and pressed on it firmly. Spyro gasped, a sharp electric sensation travelled down his spine and invigorated his entire body. "Fuck!"

Ignitus on the other hand just remained nonchalant. Or as nonchalant as someone could be while shoving a finger up a fellow dragon's ass. "Alongside the urges you get Spyro, your body also undergoes certain changes. One of the more notable ones is this right... here." He pressed again, making Spyro moan out in the process, his own cock starting to leak precum onto the pillows below him. "It starts to become more active and admittedly swollen. If you don't address it, it will start to act up and gives you a variety of problems, such as you having headaches."

The sheer sensations were making it hard to string sentences together. "How do I...how do I address it? I want the headaches to... s-stop."

"It's quite simple, Spyro." At this, Ignitus grinned. "Nestor actually designs special..." Ignitus paused for a moment to think of the right word. "Tools that can help almost any address these problems and ultimately help you suppress your urges should they get too heavy a burden." There was then a twinkle in Ignitus's eyes. "Or, you can get another dragon to fuck you senseless and help satisfy those needs of yours. Either option works... It may sound a little bias coming from me, but with the right dragon I'm sure you'll find the latter option is a far more... Pleasurable time." He then glanced at the dragon lustfully before leaning down and whispering to him. "So what do you say, eh Spyro? Would you like me to fuck you?"

Spyro's eyes lit up. It was almost as if he had heard the answer he had been looking for all this time. He blushed looking up at Ignitus nodding shyly; his face still slightly rubbing along the pulsating cock that would soon be fucking him raw. "Ignitus..." he said pleadingly. "I want you to fuck me."

That was all the dragon needed to hear. "Gladly, I just need you to lie on your belly and spread your legs as comfortably as you can."

Spyro did as he was told crawling to the side and laying flat on his stomach, he felt a shiver of anticipation as it ran down his scales. He could feel his heart pounding excitedly in his chest as he waited for the older dragon. Ignitus's shadow momentarily loomed over him and he felt utterly exposed. The dragon's warm hands graced over his backside, and for a brief moment seemingly traced circles across his plump cheeks. Both of Ignitus's arms planted themselves on either side of Spyro, as if containing him right in the middle. Then, something heavy rested itself above the purple dragon's waist.

Spyro gulped. "I-Ignitus...?"

"Yes?" Ignitus responded, taking hold of his cock. He then rubbed it lovingly across the dragons backside, smearing the plump purple cheeks with his precum.

"Is it...is it going to fit?"

The dragon blinked, and then chuckled lightly. "Oh of course, Spyro" he responded. He then spread the dragon's cheeks with his hands. "Fucking, and being fucked, is an integral part of our lives. And as such our bodies are quite adapted to it." He then aimed the head of his cock at Spyro's rump. Slowly and gently, he eased himself forward. As the hole spread open for him it seemingly sucked him in, the red dragon swore he saw stars at that moment. Ignitus cursed under his breath once more feeling the tightness as it enveloped him.

Spyro on the other hand immediately felt the intrusion. The dragon reflexively gripped the cushions he laid on instinctively biting the corner on one of the cushions. Ignitus was big inside his mouth, but in his ass? It was like Ignitus had grown ten times bigger all of a sudden! It was like being skewered by a thick veiny log. The veins, the ridges, bumps, and the curves; Spyro felt all of it as every part of this throbbing length separated his cheeks, splitting them apart. The young dragon thought he was going to be split in half but was pulled out of his fearful thoughts when he heard his mentor speak.

"Deep breaths," Ignitus cooed from above. "Just take deep breaths." Though it sounded like he was saying that to himself as well." Gods, Ignitus had waited patiently for this moment for so long. It was everything he wanted and more.

He pushed further, burying more and more of his throbbing cock inside the young dragon. Inch by inch, Spyro's ass took it all, the hole stretched beyond its typical size by quite a lot. Spyro was unable to hold himself back, letting out a groan of both pleasure and pain. "Gah...!" Trying to find the right words to describe how he felt was proving to be a challenge as the big thick cock being shoved up his backside was the only thing that garnered his attention. "Fuck! Ignitus, you're so fucking big!"

Ignitus grinned. Having his ego stroked was definitely a boon. "Mmmnnf, Spyro..." He then slapped Spyro's butt cheeks, earning him a tender squeal from the dragon that he just loved. The two globes of flesh jiggled, and looked quite appetizing as they tried to squeeze his cock in between them. "You're ass is just as wonderful." Ignitus growled under his breath. "I really am going to love fucking you."

By now, the dragon was nearly balls deep in Spyro, the two much closer than they had ever before. Without another word, Ignitus began to continue his actions. He eased outwards, slipping out of the dragon's rump. He released a sharp breath, feeling Spyro's cheeks cling onto him desperately. It was like Spyro was trying to pull him back in, milking him for all he was worth. When he reached halfway, he then sunk back into him quickly, this time with a fair bit more force. Slowly, but surely, a rhythm began to form. Ignitus began his thrusts.

The purple dragon clung on to the cushions for what he thought was for dear life. Ravaged by the older dragon above, and at the mercy of his hormone raging body, Spyro was just in the thick of it all yet craved this more than anything he could even imagine. The dragon lost himself to the electrifying pleasures coursing through his body. At the end of it, Spyro was panting, tongue lolling out. His body rocked back and forth in time with Ignitus's thrust as the larger dragon held him in place. The sound of skin against skin slapping echoed across the room, coupled with the squelching of the sweat dripping from their bodies because of their heated actions.

At one point, Spyro thought heard someone shouting. He wondered who it was, until he realized it was coming from himself.

"Yes! Ignitus! Please!" Spyro begged. Each thrust, each movement, sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. Ignitus was hitting him where it mattered the most. "Just fuck me!"

Gone was any pretense of being gentle. He had taken his sweet time. He had waited long enough. Now it was Ignitus's time to indulge, and the older dragon didn't hold back whatsoever. "You. Have. No. Idea." Each word was punctuated with a thrust. Spyro could only cry out in bliss, the dragon at the mercy of ecstasy. "How long...I've waited for this..." Ignitus's hands clamped down posessively on Spyro's hips. They felt perfect in his hands. The red dragon lowered himself, resting atop the purple dragon. He planted a kiss behind Spyro's neck, giving him tender nibbles and licks as he thrust his cock deep into his fully exposed rear. "Each and every time I saw you, Spyro... Each time you left my class with that cute, fuckable rump of yours." Ignitus did a deep thrust, making Spyro squeal. The dragon growled above him.

Amidst the haze of lust, Spyro found his voice and responded. "If you loved my ass so much, why don't you just shut up and fuck me?" Even he was surprised at how demanding he sounded. Was it him speaking? Or was it his lust for cock? At this point, Spyro couldn't really tell anymore. Whatever it was, it was like a beast unleashed from within, finally free to indulge itself. Spyro could feel it. His cock quivered badly, sandwiched between him and the cushions below him no doubt soaking and staining them with his precum. The sweet release was getting so close, and his body yearned for it.

However, it seemed like Ignitus had other plans in mind. The dragon growled, and began to ease off him. Spyro was about to ask what was up when he was cut off mid sentence. "Ignitus, what's the matter? Did I say some--mmmph!"

"I'm sorry.... But as much as I really am enjoying myself Spyro," Ignitus said solemnly before quickly reaching forward and gagging him a with a ring-gag he produced from his satchel. "You're going to need more than a quick fuck if we are to get your body back in full working order."

Spyro wasn't keen on being restrained like this, but he had to admit it was admittedly alluring in its own way. And to have the restraint applied so suddenly by his trusted mentor took him by surprise; but he did trust him and didn't resist even as he felt Ignitus start to restrain his wrists with some rope behind his back.

"Relax Spyro," Ignitus quietly cooed, tenderly applying the restraints to the purple dragon "I am doing this for your own good... And once we are through here, and when you are feeling up to it, you'll be more than welcome to come back to my place one night and you can have me fuck you raw all night long, just like some of your dreams."

Spyro was drooling slightly through the ring-gag, blushing profusely at being so exposed and helpless in front of his mentor, his throbbing erection still dripping pre and twitching with excitement as he clung onto every dirty word the older dragon spoke to him. This was starting to get far too arousing for the poor dragon.

That was when the unthinkable happened. The sound of the door sliding open grabbed his attention. For a moment, Spyro wondered if being caught in such a sexual and perverse manner would bring about shame. But the resting quarters was booked by Ignitus? Surely there shouldn't be anyone coming here at this hour he thought. His panic quickly subsided to confusion when he saw who it was that had walked in.

"Evening," came the voice of none other then Nestor. The green dragon stood before the two of them proudly, a warm, yet mischievous smile on his face. His eyes darted to Ignitus who had just finished fastening the rope that bound Spyro's wrists behind him. Then back to Spyro himself who was looking back at him with a very confused and sheepish expression.

"I can see you're having a wonderful evening, Ignitus." Nestor interjected noticing his throbbing erection as it stands next to Spryo's

"Definitely." The dragon then snapped his fingers and his satchel vibrated for a brief moment. Out of the corner of Spyro's eyes, he saw what looked like a collar fly towards Nestor who caught it in his hands. It was made of black leather, adorned with what Spyro could see were small glowing gems.

"I-Ignitus is here?"

That was when Spyro realized Nestor wasn't alone. From behind him, a smaller yellow dragon popped out. Unlike Nestor, however, he was blindfolded and was using his hands to see. Spyro swore he had seen him before. As if to answer his question, Ignitus called out to the dragon.

"Oh Zaze, could you come over here... "

Nestor and Zaze both walked over together as Ignitus turned Spyro over on his back. The dragon's hole was spread open, leaking precum out by the sides. Nestor gently guided Zaze onto the cushions beside him before pointing him directly at Spyro's throbbing cock, which was laying on the dragon's belly. "Mmmm, Zaze. Why don't you use that lovely mouth of yours to show our special guest some gratitude for inviting us... But, go slowly; we have plenty of time after all." Nestor whispered to him.

"Oh, uh, okay" The small dragon responded shyly. He crawled forward, tapping around before finding and taking hold of Spyro's cock. Without skipping a beat, he immediately lowered his head and began to suck off Spyro. The sudden wave of pleasure made him groan out through the ring-gag as his cock was engulfed into Zaze's warm tender maw. He started to hump erratically, trying to get more of his length into the dragons invading mouth as he sucked on his cock slowly, teasing him. His cock was left unattended for so long that it had become quite sensitive, and having a warm tongue caressing every part of his dragonhood while feeling that snout bump against him when Zaze took him all the way was bliss.

Seeing the dragon squirm, Nestor was quick to tie the collar around Spyro's neck after he finished tinkering with it. Spyro felt his balls quake suddenly as the collar was fastened around his neck tightly. He felt the build up of cum inside him start to rise as his cock twitched inside Zaze's tight maw. But just when he knew that sweet release was coming... It never came. He let out a guttural groan of both anger, and frustration.

"No, no, not yet." Nestor commented. Spyro looked at Nestor, wondering what he did. As if to answer his question, the dragon then responded, saying. "While wearing this collar, you will be unable to finish until I say so. Your body needs to regulate itself for being left unattended for so long young dragon." Nestor grinned. "That's why Ignitus asked me for help on the matter. Speaking of which...."

With a quick flick of his wrist, Nestor's loincloth slipped off his body and revealing the dragon's nether region. Spyro's eyes widened. Nestor was just as big, if not bigger than Ignitus. The dragon's cock loomed in front of him, the shadow casting itself on his face. A few bits of pre dripped onto the side of his cheeks.

Spyro gulped looking up at the older dragon who simply smiled back as it seemed he wasn't just getting fucked this evening; He was going to get REALLY fucked.

"Zaze," Nestor called out, walking over to him. The yellow dragon perked up, his ears standing up right as he heard his name be called. Spyro let out a sigh of relief, panting softly as his cock slipped free from Zaze's mouth twitching in the cool night air; the unending wave of pleasure slowly subsiding inside of him.

Nestor gently helped Zaze upwards, the young dragon wiping the precum off his face. "What is it, Nest--" he was momentarily broken off from speaking as Nestor quickly pulled Zaze's face against his member, the tip sliding into his open mouth as he soon caught wind of what exactly Nestor was after. Without hesitation the young dragon began to lean in and take care of the larger dragons cock, licking and slurping every inch of it as a gentle hand placed over his head guided him.

Spyro could only watch on in amazement at the display in front of him, his own cock visibly twitching from the arousal brought on by the steamy scene happening just inches away. However it wasn't long before Ignitus stood up joined in, moving beside his colleague and placing a hand over the younger dragons head. Ignitus huffed out a little, his own stiff erection now dripping down pre onto Zaze's shoulder as he brought his cock beside the dragon who was still hard at work on Nestor. Without an exchange of words between them Nestor slowly eased Zaze's mouth off his glistening dragon dick and Ignitus then guided him to turn and wrap his lips around his own leaking member. Zaze didn't skip a beat lifting a free hand to Nestor; taking hold of him firmly and rubbing the familiar length over as he bobbed his head down onto Ignitus, trying his hardest to impress the larger male with his newfound talents.

"As much as I can see that you are enjoying yourself, do you not think we should perhaps tend to our o-other guest?" Nestor let slip quietly to Ignitus who was in a world of his own. Looking down at Spyro as he lay bound on the floor still dripping and throbbing with arousal Ignitus huffed once more, caressing Zaze's head tenderly as he worked on him. "He can enjoy the show for now, but we will take good care of him very soon I can assure you." Ignitus spoke softly trying to focus on Zaze's masterful work as he almost hilted the lager dragons cock into his maw. Pulling away Zaze coughed a little panting over the larger males cock as it pulsed in front of him.

"...But perhaps he could be more useful." Ignitus hinted towards Zaze who although he had not touched himself the entire time had become fully aroused by what was happening and seemed ready for action.

The two older dragons then took control, already having decided what they were going to subject the other two for the evening. Inevitably, Spyro quickly found himself positioned on all fours, his front propped up by some pillows as his hands remained bound behind his back. At his front was Zaze, the young dragon fidgeting slightly, his erect cock pointed straight at him. It rubbed across his cheeks and throbbed in time with Zaze's heartbeat. The smell was less noticeable than that of Ignitus but it didn't displease him.

Nestor was right behind his favorite student, giving him lewd instructions as he helped guide him. "Now just ease yourself in nice and slow" he whispered.

Zaze did as he was told, moving forward. Nestor took ahold of Zaze's cock and directed it towards Spyro's ring-gag. Ignitus waved his hand, and the gag reacted in response. Spyro found his mouth being spread open further, allowing Zaze to easily slip in. Like water being given to a thirsty dragon, Spyro began to suck. After having Ignitus earlier in his mouth, Spyro realized that Zaze tasted different. Did all dragons have unique tastes to them? It was a question that Spyro to his own surprise, kind of wanted to know the answer to.

"There we go..." Nestor cooed. Zaze began to groan softly, the sensations of Spyro's warm mouth exciting him. "See? I told you, you'll love it. No need to be shy anymore." Zaze was unable to answer coherently, only opting to respond with a grunt when Spyro began to suck even harder. Spurned by his own lust, Zaze let instinct take hold and quickly reached down and after a bit of feeling around with his hands took hold of Spyro's horns. Spyro blinked at the unusual feeling of being held like this, but didn't have time to adjust as Zaze began to thrust into the dragon. His nose practically crashed into Zaze's crotch as he was pulled forward by his own horns. Nestor and Ignitus felt their hearts swell at the sight, along with their cocks throbbing proudly.

The two dragons were happy to see their students getting along well and exploring their bodies. Not wanting to be left out of the action however, the older dragons joined in on the fray. Ignitus lifted Spyro's tail, and guided his throbbing cock back into the dragon's previously stretched hole. It slipped in easily this time and without much resistance, fitting in like a well worn out glove.

Nestor did the same to Zaze, holding his hips in place and taking a deep breath before sinking himself back into the dragon's backside. Zaze let out a shallow gasp as Nestor pushed into him; still blindfolded he didn't notice that he was holding Spyro's face firmly against his crotch, forcing him to keep his length deep inside his ring stretched maw.

He quickly eased off when Nestor moved his hands over Zaze's and began guiding them back and forth, allowing Spyro to catch a breath. What soon followed was an orgy of pure pleasure, with Zaze and Spyro right at the center of attention.

Spyro was being fucked at both ends, his exposed dripping length still throbbing for his release. Ignitus and Zaze were seemingly coordinated, both would thrust in and pull out at the same. Zaze's crotch would crash into Spyro's face, whilst Ignitus's crotch would collide with his backside. The sound of skin slapping against skin was evident in the room, and the groans of pleasure that emanated from the male dragons was like music. Nestor slowly glided his hands around the young dragon and caressed him tenderly as he continued to gently hump into his rear. Leaning in close he whispered "Mmmm, do you like this Zaze?" He cooed quietly. The small yellow dragon couldn't respond with words at this point and in between his moans of pleasure he simply nodded.

"I want you to tell me... No, Tell everyone here, how badly you want me to fuck you." Nestor spoke softly as he slowly licked across Zaze's scales near his ear sending a shiver down the young dragons spine. "I... i-I want you to f.. fuck me! N-Nestor!" Zaze finally let slip from his maw blushing shyly at Nestors request, but not denying him. Ignitus smiled across at them both finding the actions from them to be quite a turn on.

Spyro shivered hearing that as his pulsing cock throbbed again as he almost reached his orgasm from Ignitus's thrusting cock, but the glow of gems on his collar pulled him back and denied him from reaching his climax. He could only groan out frustratedly over Zaze's cock as it continued its invasion of his maw, sliding in and out across the ring-gag and hitting his throat with each thrust. "Good boy..." Nestor cooed once more before reaching a hand down over Zaze's and pulling Spyro into him a little quicker as he thrust into Zaze a little rougher. Spyro squinted his eyes trying his best not to gag as he felt Nestor pulling on his horn as he fucked Zaze's rear. "I want you to cum for me Zaze; I want to watch you fill that little dragon muzzle you've been fucking.... Don't hold back."

Evidently that was too much for the yellow dragon. Zaze reached his limit, crying out loudly and breaking through the sexual noise as he came. Nestor grinned and stopped in his thrusts, only to reach down and take hold of Zaze's throbbing cock. The green dragon then began to jerk the younger dragon furiously, pointing it straight at Spyro's face and open muzzle. Zaze moaned out loudly as he ejaculated, his cock releasing rope upon rope of cum that practically painted Spyro's face. Nestor held Zaze closely with his other arm, feeling the dragon's ass clamp down upon his cock throughout the entire ordeal. At the end of it all, Zaze was left panting, tired, spent, and completely exhausted.

Nestor then gently laid Zaze down, the two of them gently lying on the side. Nestor slid his now cum soaked hands up to Zaze's face, letting the dragon breath in his own scent and lick them clean. Without skipping a beat, he continued fucking Zaze, holding up the dragon's legs to help spread his ass open.

Being sprayed with hot cum and smelling clearly of male dragons was something Spyro was unsure if he enjoyed or if it was the arousal clouding his mind. But before he could even bask on the idea, he found his world turning upside down. He was flipped over, landing firmly on his back, with a large figure looming over him. Ignitus relentlessly pushed into his rear and started fucking him much harder, his cock pistoning in and out of his ass like a well oiled machine. His hips were a blur and Spyro's eyes rolled to the back of his skill.

Seeing the glazed look in his student's eyes, Ignitus waved his hands. The ring-gag freed itself from Spyro's mouth falling to the floor with a clink, and the dragon was finally able to speak once more. "Ignitus...Please..." Spyro begged. In between pants, his voice came out strained. "I want to cum! I need to cum! I-Ignitus..."

Hearing Spyro begging turned Ignitus on further, and he knew it was the right time. With another wave of his hand, the collar loosened, and the light from the gems subsided. At this point, Ignitus went as hard as he could be, pounding Spyro's ass as if his entire life depended on it. Spyro's entire body rocked back and forth as the larger dragon fucked him like never before. His body at the throes of the lustful dragon who had him pinned beneath him, all he could do was moan out in pleasure and beg for more. "Yes! Yes... T-that's it! Keep going... i-I'm gonnaa... AAh!" Spyro could barely speak between his grunts and moans feeling Ignitus's fat cock splitting his rear open was just too much.

Ignitus gripped Spyro's sides possessively, going one last deep thrust before roaring out as loudly as he could. Spyro finally erupted into a blissful orgasm, his cock ejaculating ropes upon ropes of cum one after the other. It reached up as high as possible, before falling back down and splattering all over his chest. His rear felt full, feeling Ignitus's cock throb excitedly inside of him. Behind him, he could hear Nestor grunt and moan as well, finishing inside his favorite pupil.

At the end of it all, the four dragons were utterly spent, exhausted, sticky, and washed over by an overwhelming sense of bliss..

Spyro laid on his back, just taking a moment to catch his breath. Ignitus pulled out from him, his cock dripping cum and leaving Spyro's backside spread and completely used. The red dragon laid next to Spyro, pulling the purple dragon into a warm embrace. The sound of Ignitus's beating heart lulled Spyro into a sense of security and comfort. Across from him were Zaze and Nestor, the two dragons in the same position as they were. Spyro blushed as he watched Nestor casually lean down and press his mouth to Zaze's, giving him a slow passionate kiss. His hands reaching up to remove Zaze's blindfold, letting the yellow dragon see for the first time.

"How was it?" Nestor asked, planting another kiss on Zaze's back.

"It was super fun," Zaze responded weakly, clearly tired from their evening fuckfest. His eyes then darted towards the dragons across him. Upon seeing Spyro, his eyes widened. "Wait, I was face fucking Spyro?!"

Spyro just smiled wryly in response. "You were great!" he replied. He then licked his lips. "And you also tasted amazing."

Zaze blushed a deep red, unsure how to take the compliment. Nestor just plopped his head above Zaze's head and closed his eyes. "See, I told you there's nothing to be afraid of when it comes to having sex with other dragons."

The yellow dragon sighed contently feeling Nestors chin resting above him, before nodding gently. "Yeah, you were right."

"So, how's your headache?" Ignitus broke the silence from behind the purple dragon he was still holding onto.

Spyro blinked. His headache! Now that he actually thought about it, the grinding headache he had been having hours ago was now gone completely. He could finally think clearly again. "I feel much better." he answered. Then a question popped into the dragon's head. "Is this all I need to do to feel better?"

Ignitus rested his head atop his in similar fashion to his colleague. "Yes. Now that you've reached this age of maturity, sex will soon become the norm for you. At the very least you'd be having sex with someone once a day." Sex once a day? The notion of it seemed so absurd to Spyro. Yet, a part of him actually looked forward to it.

"What will I do if you are away?" Spyro asked unsure of how to handle things on his own.

Ignitus chuckled lightly. "Spyro, as much as I enjoy fucking you, I don't want you to feel that you're only obligated to show that sweet little ass to me. The beauty of us dragons are that we are social creatures when it comes to matters like this. Why do you think I set this little orgy we just had with Nestor?"

"He's right, Spyro" Nestor chimed in. He then turned to Zaze who was listening in on the conversation. "The same goes for you also, Zaze."

Zaze felt a bit hurt. "I'm sorry; I didn't know I was hogging you too much."

Nestor sighed. "You have nothing to apologize for, but that is why Ignitus and I agreed to set this all up. We want you both to understand that sex is meant to be shared; we're are not restricted to only having one partner to lend a hand, even during..."

"You mean, I can have sex with Volteer too?" Zaze asked.

"Yes, you can." Nestor motioned to Spyro, "and even you Spyro, can have sex with Volteer, or Terrador if you agreed to do so. The fact of the matter is, sex is a pleasurable experience that we dragons can share with one another together or even as a group should there be some organization involved; although it can happen spontaniously sometimes."

Ignitus nodded. "Exactly... But if you ever want some alone time by yourself, then you could always ask Nestor here to design you a tool that we dragon's use to help control our needs."

"Ohh, okay." Spyro nodded, finally understanding. "I guess I can ask for that, and fuck around with Zaze if you guys are busy."

Zaze was a bit surprised by the sentiment from Spyro, he was a little shocked to hear that he would even want to have more fun with him. "Y-you mean that?"

"Of course! Your cock tasted great!" Spyro commented. "I want to see if your ass is just as good."

The yellow dragon smiled, feeling glad that his friend would want to continue this some other time. The dragon let out a content smile and closed his eyes, wanting to get some sleep. Spyro felt the same wave of exhaustion that washed over them, he decided to thank Ignitus for what he had done for him today. "Thanks for fucking me, Ignitus."

"Heh, it was my pleasure, Spyro." The larger dragon pulled him in closer wrapping his arms around him as they lay together.

The dragon thought for a moment, and then said, "Ignitus?"

"Yes, young dragon?" Ignitus blinked looking down at him.

"Will you fuck me again tomorrow?"

He smiled warmly. "I would love to, but for now, let us get some rest."

That night, Spyro slept soundly for the first time in weeks. Dreaming of what other possibilities this new road he found himself upon could lead him to.

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**Author's Notes:

This commission was definitely a long one. It took me about a month to work on this, and a few weeks of polishing to really make it shine. Gent was a pleasure to work with, and even more so in regards to this story. He told me he loved Visiting Nestor's Workshop, and wanted a sequel to it. I was more then happy to oblige. I hope you guys like it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. Writing in this world is always a pleasure, and I'm actually thinking of what other stories I can write. Bringing in Ignitus to the full front of the story was definitely fun for me. The Guardians (Ignitus, Cyril, Volteer, and Terrador) have always been my favorite characters from "The Legend of Spyro" trilogy, and I find it criminal that there aren't a lot of porn stories involving them--there's not enough to go around. I hope that this story can be enough satiate the thrist of those who share my love for these characters. I wonder what sexy situations I can put in Cyril and Terrador next. Heck, maybe something involving the four of them altogether. Now there's an idea :D**