Perfect Fit For Dual Dicks

Xan's babysitting profile was a work of art. Awash with glowing recommendations from thrilled clients, underneath the extensive list of his years of child-caring experience, and with such a low fee as well... the big black-and-blue dragon was a convincing catch for any parent in need of someone trustworthy and reliable to take care of their sweet little angel for a night.

It was all completely fake, of course.

The profile picture was photoshopped so it looked somewhat like him, so parents would still let him inside when he showed up at their house, but the features were warped enough that it could never be used to track him down. The name, Xel, was fake. His sparkling reviews linked to random fuckers he'd found on Furbook one night, and they had no idea he existed.

Though one thing that _was _true, was that the dragon had been _taking care _of kids for many, many years.

Just... in a very different way than his clients might have expected.

Many parents would never dream of calling up some random dude off the internet they'd never met to invite them into their house. How could they ever trust someone they didn't know to look after the little light of their life?

But every now and than, a parent would be so desperate, at such short notice because an emergency came up, and so unlucky, because everyone else they knew was busy or unavailable... that they'd be willing to take a chance, just this one time, on someone they didn't know, but whose reviews were positively incandescent.

Those suckers were the reason Xan did this.

It was a Friday night when the dragon's second fake phone buzzed with a text. Xan had been beating his dual draconic dicks to some pretty fucked up porn and they were twitching in anticipation of a pretty sweet orgasm. But boy, was he glad he briefly took a second to check the message. His stinking balls had churned up a heavy load after going at it for so long, and he wouldn't want to waste it on something like this when there was a much better option.

"Hi Xel! My name is Monica. I'm desperate for a babysitter right now because of a family emergency, and I just found your profile...''

The dragon's mouth curled into a sharp-toothed grin as he read, and he slowly licked his lips with his long slithery tongue. Tonight was gonna be a very good night.

* * *

"I'll be back in a few hours, sweetie'', Monica said. The mother tabby cat leant down to her seven-year-old son and kissed him on the head, smiling reassuringly, though her eyes glanced at the dragon to their side and the confidence on her face flickered for a moment. She had, quite clearly, been a little dismayed when the the dragon who showed up on her doorstep was a little different to the one she had probably been expecting, and not done a good job of hiding it.

Despite the well-dressed, professional image "Xel" portrayed online, Xan had arrived at the cats' house in a tight t-shirt and some shorts he'd been wearing for a few days now. He hadn't showered in that time either, and he knew he was oozing a musky smell, even with clothes on. He enjoyed it. But he was sure others didn't.

Though, still, even if Monica had second doubts, she didn't act on them. "You've got my phone number, so give me a call if you need anything at all'', she said to the dragon, while patting her son's hair. "I'll have it on me the whole time''.

"Don't worry. We're gonna have a good time together'', the dragon replied, casually leaning against the door frame to the living room and radiating cool self-assurance. "We'll have fun, right, Kyle?''

The boy kitty fidgeted with his shirt, looking away. "Yeah'', he replied quietly. Poor little thing was nervous. Perhaps he could sense something was a bit off about his babysitter.

Monica regarded the dragon silently for a few seconds, a faint frown barely visible behind her forced, pleasant smile. "Well thank you for doing this, Xel. I appreciate it'', she said behind her wavering smile. And then she kissed her son on the head, saying, "Back soon, honey'', before turning and leaving.

The moment the door closed, a little wave of joy rippled through Xan's body. He fucking loved these moments. The excitement and anticipation of what he was about to do. The babysitting bullshit didn't pay off very often, but it was so very worth it when it did. Now he was alone with an innocent little cub, and the kid was his. He could do whatever he wanted to him. And it was gonna be so fucking sweet.

"Hey kid'', the dragon said. "You wanna see something cool?''

Kyle looked over at him and nodded shyly.

"C'mere then''. The dragon nodded his head in the direction of the living room and stepped inside, hearing tiny little footstep plodding after him. Xan planted his ass on the couch and relaxed backwards, glancing around the room at family photos and kids' toys and childlike drawings of little cat kids holding the hands of cat parents. It was pretty cute. They seemed like a lovely family. And it kind of turned him on.

The cub wandered up beside him, fidgeting nervously with his shirt and watching the dragon out of the side of his eyes. Xan patted the couch next to him, and the young boy hesitantly climbed up onto it to sit next to him.

The dragon wrapped an arm around the cub and pulled him close, grinning as he saw the kid frown from the stink of his armpit and struggle against his arm. "Do you love your mummy, kid?'' he asked, holding the boy against him, and appreciating how small he felt... and how easy it was to manhandle him.

Kyle nodded.

"Do you think she loves you?''

"Yeah''.

"Heh''. Xan slipped a couple fingers under the bottom of the boy's shirt and tugged it upwards over the boy's head so the kid was shirtless. Kyle, nervous around the big strange male, didn't put up much of a fight. "I don't think she does'', the dragon added.

The kitty looked up at him with a dismayed frown across his cute little mug. "Yeah she does''.

Xan shook his head sadly. "Mm-mmm. Sorry. She doesn't. If she loved you, she wouldn't leave you with someone like me''.

Kyle frowned even harder. "She does! Don't say that!''

Xan grinned at the kid's distress. Fuck, it was... hot. He pulled his own shirt off and breathed deeply to fill his nostrils with his own potent musk, while the kitty cat curled his little nose in disgust. "Well, either she doesn't love you, or she's a fucking dumb bitch''.

This time the kid was silent, open-mouthed in shock at the bad, mean words.

But Xan chuckled. With one hand holding the kid in place, he started to use the other to undo his own pants and slide them down, until he was able to kick them off with his feet, so he was just sitting there in his underwear. "Now, about that cool thing I was telling you about...''

"I don't wanna see it'', the little brat whimpered.

"Well that's too fuckin bad, because I'm not gonna give you a choice''. Now, he hooked his thumb into his underwear, and slid that down too. As his underwear reached his knees, his two semi-stiffened cocks flopped upwards and smacked against his stomach, splattering precum against his scales with heavy thuds, and the thick stench instantly hit his nostrils. "Check it out, bitch. Two big fuckin dicks. You ever seen something like that?''

The boy glanced down at the dragon's crotch curiously, but then clenched his eyes shut, wrenching his head away, overcome with a sense of _wrongness _about the situation.

"Hey!'' the dragon snapped. "This is fuckin special. I want you to look at my big dergy dicks''.

The boy shook his head, whimpering.

"I told you to LOOK!'' Xan growled. He grabbed hold of the kid's hair with one hand and dragged him onto the floor between his legs so the kid was kneeling there, facing him. While the boy broke into a sob, the bigger male smushed the boy's forward into his ball sack, muffling his moans with stinking unwashed nut flesh, and grunting at the pleasant vibrations against his testicles. "Mmmmmmm. Fuuuck. That's good'', he groaned, pulling the kid further forward between his balls to grind the internal parts of his rods against his little face.

The boy's tiny hands slapped against Xan's thighs and waist, and pulled at the dragon's hand, trying to free himself, but he failed pathetically. With his long slithery tongue hanging out between his death, the dragon just grunted and groaned with pleasure while the preteen suffocated on his musky testicles.

He pulled the little fucker up before he properly died, because he had better plans for that sweet face. The kitty panted desperately.

"Now, this time, you're gonna look, aren't you?'' Xan said plainly. Darkly. As though he was merely punishing a naughty boy for misbehaving.

The cat sniffled and gave a tiny nod.

Xan sat up on the couch so the weight of his massive, fat cocks caused them to fall forwards instead, angled towards the boy's head. "Open those pretty eyes for me, then. Nice and wide'', he said, grinning, feeling his own heart race as his cocks throbbed and drooled with excitement.

Kyle opened his tear-watery eyes, and they slowly focused on the oozing cock slits right in front of them, while he whimpered in fear.

"Good boy'', the dragon said, smiling warmly.

Then he wrenched the boy's head forward, suddenly, violently.

His fat cock heads collided with the boy's squishy, open eyes, and still, he kept pulling the kid forwards. Kyle screamed and his hands flew up to frantically push against the dragon's wrists, but Xan just applied more and more pressure, gritting his teeth, determined. The sounds of Kyle's terror sent ripples of pleasure through his cocks and balls.

They throbbed hard. They wanted more. Deeper. Harder. They had such a taste for it.

He wrapped both hands around the little kitty's head and viciously wrenched him forward.

Xan's cock heads pushed deeper into the boy's eye sockets until his eyeballs exploded and squirted. "Guhhhh, fuck!'' the dragon growled, while Kyle's voice broke into a low, helpless groan, horror overcoming his premature mind. Xan pushed deeper, with less resistance against his oozing cock slits now from the boy's burst eyes.

Gripping the boy's skull tightly, he started slamming it onto his stiff rods, grunting and groaning each time. "It's like your skull was made for me, kid'', he panted. "Feels so fuckin good, like you wouldn't believe. Mmmmmm!''

He railed the kid's eye sockets harder and harder, his cock heads pounding against young bone until with one deep thrust, they broke through into his skull and kissed his brain, where the entirety of little Kyle's existence had until now rested peacefully for seven sweet years.

His rock hard cocks burrowed deep into the little fucker's brain, making way for themselves inside their own personal sex toy, squishing and popping ridges, destroying vital bodily functions with every deadly thrust. Grinning and panting, he fucked the boy's skull like it was a toy, while Kyle twitched and drooled, his little body slapping against the bottom of the couch limply. Xan's vicious fucking caused brain pulp to spatter against his balls, and he growled with lust.

As his cocks twitched and throbbed harder and faster in blissful pleasure, the dragon was reminded of the paintings and photos around the room, of the sweet family and stupid mother who'd come home to find her beloved son discarded like worthless used-up trash on the living room carpet, his sweet little face obliterated beyond recognition by giant deadly cocks. Oh, how she would be traumatised forever. But like with so many kids before this one, and so many more to come, Xan would just make a new profile and move on.

The only effect that the thought of the unimaginable suffering he was causing right now had on the dragon was to turn him on so much it pushed him over the edge.

"Guuuhhhh! Unnnggghh! Fuuuuuuuuuuuccccckk!'' the dragon roared. Both his cocks throbbed and gushed with cum into the boy's destroyed cranium, so hard that cum sprayed forcefully out of the eye sockets around his shafts with each new heavy throb. Hot thick spooge and brain goop splattered the couch, his thighs, and his ball sack, while the dragon howled with pleasure, and the dying kid groaned like a zombie.

For minutes, his balls emptied their heavy load into the preteen's head. With each back and forth thrust, he was literally fucking the hopes and dreams and thoughts and memories and personality out of the kid's skull until there was more sperm than brain matter in there. His whole body flexed and tensed helplessly, overcome with pleasure, as he groaned, "Die for me, bitch. Fucking die. Fucking... Fuck!''

Finally, he let out a pleasured, happy sigh, and shivered with pleasure, licking his lips. He slowly pushed the boy backwards until his cock heads slopped out of where the boy's eyes used to be, and the cat's tiny body fell lifeless backwards onto the carpet, pink-tinted white goop dribbling out of the two big holes in his skull.

Xan rubbed his own body lovingly, smiling to himself, looking around the room to let it all soak in for a final time before he left. He giggled at the family photos, of what were likely not only Kyle's dumb mother, but his father, and his brother, and his sister as well. He hadn't just destroyed the little kitty boy's life, but the lives of all of his family members too -- souls that would forever be tortured by Kyle's horrific murder. Unbearable pain for so many people, all in service of one quick orgasm for the dragon.

It was so fucking worth it.