Inflated in the Bathroom Stalls

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Pumped Full of Hyper Loads

Mikey whined as his partner backed him into the toilet stall, even though other guys in the restroom with them at the concert, well - they laughed and snickered, barely even hiding that they knew what was going on. The concert was heaving, a popular rock band that he had not been fortunate enough to see up close and personal for several years, though his partner seemed to have something more in mind, even as their hit songs played over the speakers: a prelude to what was to come at the gig itself.

He didn't know that he was going to make it, however, dwarfed by his seven-foot-tall partner, the big, bulky dragon not quite rippling with muscle but most certainly with power. Stan just had that look about him, bulky around his midsection where he had an extra layer of fat and a rounder stomach, though he did lift weights in the gym too. Stan just didn't go through the cutting phase, using the extra fat on his body for extra power under his rich, silvery scales. He already turned more than enough heads, after all, his face framed with several small, bony protrusions on his cheeks, pointing back towards his sinuous neck. Even his neck held a touch of elegance to it, showcasing the pointed spines running down the back, every couple of inches,

Even in a band shirt, Stan was drop-dead gorgeous in the best of ways, taking his breath away. That was, if Mikey had ever felt at all able to take a full breath in his presence, for the dragon was something special, something spectacular.

And the sex...wow. Even after five years together, things were better than ever, fucking several times a week. That, however, did tend to leave Mikey wobbling and incapacitated, to say the least of it... Not that he minded at all seeing his purple scales strained to their limit, the huge round of his stomach inflated with what he could not help but lust for.

"Stan!" He hissed through his teeth, though the small dragon, who wasn't even five feet tall, may as well have done nothing at all against the grin of his partner. "What are you doing? Everyone's going to be staring at us!"

"Oh, I'm counting on it," Stan laughed, though the dragon was dressed casually in a band T-shirt and jeans, already undoing the button. "Don't you want to get the best seat for the gig, hm?"

Mikey didn't know what that meant, not at all, but he was so weak, so very weak, against Stan, the dragon running his fingers around Mikey's small horns and down through the mane of golden hair on his head. It spilt down his neck and, even with an audience viewable through the open bathroom door, his legs quaked.

Something about Stan, his lover, hit a deep need inside him, aching for it, moaning for it. It was not right for him to be so open about his sexual desires, especially when they were in public, but the hungry eyes that were locked onto him hinted at something more, something that Mikey was not privy to.

"Do you trust me?"

The silver dragon's eyes bored into his and Mikey blinked, imagining that he could never look as good as his dominant, his lover. The drake's collar lay securely around his neck, though it was the kind of collar that could have been excused for clubwear or something - not its intended purpose. Those that knew, knew, however. And Mikey was more than fine with that.

Even if everyone in the bathroom seemed to be in on it as his head swam, wanting to get out to the gig but not honestly knowing where to go, what to do, lust rising through him. His cock throbbed, so easily swelling within his underwear and bulging out through the front of his jeans, though Stan easily took care of that for him as he moaned, sitting back on the toilet, which thankfully had its lid close.

"Stan... Others are watching..."

Dragons, just like them. He'd had most of his partners be dragons, though Mikey did not understand why when there were so many anthros in the world. Maybe it was due to so many of them being bigger and stronger than him, with glistening, gleaming scales, letting him be small and diminutive. Even though the drake was an equal partner in sex and life, he wanted to be looked after, to be held as if he was breakable.

And that they would drive and thrust into him to that very point of breaking, time after time again.

"I got you."

That was all Mikey had to hear as he relaxed, the drake wriggling him out of his jeans, but no more than that, underwear coming down along with them. It was better that way, to hand over the collar and leash to his master, his dominant, giving into succulent submission.

"Can I please you?" He whimpered, pawing at the bigger dragon, though he barely dared move, wanting to please, wanting to simply be pleasing. "I want...to serve..."

"Oh, you're going to be pleasing enough, little draggie," Stan said with a grin. "Don't you worry about that... To me...and everyone else who wants to take you in this bathroom. I'm sure word will spread. How much can you take up your tail? We're going to find out?"

It all happened very quickly from there, the guys remaining mostly clothed above him, Stan shrinking back, even as he rocked his hips up and let his tail drag on the floor, which was thankfully clean. All he needed was to make sure his tail hole was exposed, his little cock throbbing weakly, being a good little dragon toy for his master and whoever else wanted to take him.

It was easy to slip into that submissive mindset, heart pounding, a little bit concerned about what was to come next, though it was not up to him - and that notion alone was simply exquisite. He whimpered, his master's cock grinding up against his tail hole as Stan freed only his erection from his own jeans, his smarter clothes for going out fresh and smelling faintly of the drake's favourite laundry detergent.

Mikey could not help but moan as his lover thrust deeply into him, not going slowly, knowing exactly how hard he could thrust before Mikey would need a breath and a break. And that first thrust sank deep, at least three-quarters of his dick disappearing into his submissive's backside, all while the other dragons crowded in, everyone trying to see into the stall. Stan blocked most of it out, though he, rather obligingly, tucked his wings down against his back, trying to make it easier for them. It was not for him, after all, to hide his slutty little "slave" from view...

"Fuck, he takes dick like a pro..."

"Do you think he's really going to inflate?"

"Shut up and wait your turn!"

Mikey moaned, head rolling back, a hand on his throat. Pump after pump of Stan's cock pounded into him, slapping off his backside, though he wished he could feel his master's balls too, the hard bounce of them springing off his glutes. But he didn't need to worry about that, didn't need to worry about anything at all, not as his partner slammed in, stretching him out, letting him slip away to another state of mind and being. His body ached for more, so much more, though the lust of it all pushed deeply through him, as if his partner was even bigger than he was.

Mikey, however, was well-versed in taking his master even as his dominant hand closed more tightly on his neck, driving in, the slap of lustful hips against him rising to fill the bathroom. The other dragons goaded on Stan until the studly drake couldn't help but lose control, lust overcoming him, even if Mikey knew that there was much more to come. Ropes of hot, sticky cream flooded his tail hole, though he felt the heat of it swelling up inside him. For there was magic in a dragon's seed, something that could fill up a partner even more than they could have imagined.

Maybe that was another reason that Mikey loved dragons as partners, even if he so very rarely got a chance to use his seed in the right way. He didn't need to, not when he was such a subby, slutty dragon-slave, all in the best of ways. All as his stomach bloated up with Stan's seed, already swelling far more than it should have from the cum that had already been pumped up into him.

"There you go, boys," Stan rumbled, drawing out, his cock spilling pre-cum over Mikey's backside, marking his scales with a healthy dose of cream. "Take him as you please... He doesn't need to fit in these stalls anymore."

Mikey whimpered, but he knew his partner would be there, he would be there to protect him. He would be fine and he would be safe, even as a bulky, muscled dragon barged into the stall, taking up the prime position. His cock was shorter and thicker, a battering ram of a dick, as he pounded into Mikey without even asking permission, for that very permission had already been granted. He thrust deeply into Mikey with a full-throated groan, the little dragon along for the ride as his dick bobbed and danced before his stomach.

He could have cum right there and then, but his attention was taken up by the heady slosh of cum in his belly, feeling it there already, how heavily it rested. Mm, it was an intoxicating feeling, the sort of thing that locked him down into the moment, better at pinning him in place than any kind of bondage was.

He panted, trying to remain steady where he was, though he had to wind his tail around the dragon's leg for balance, even as his prostate was stimulated. With every battering ram thrust, his cock spent a dollop of cum onto his belly, drooling and dripping, though Mikey would only realise later that that was indicative of just how swollen his stomach was already.

It didn't matter, not as the muscled drake slammed into him, only intent on his orgasm and dumping a second load into him. Mikey's stomach jiggled with every thrust, though the pressure over his prostate claimed him as he whimpered.

His master was there though, shooting him a look over the new dragon's shoulder, making sure that, even then, Mikey knew that his lover was there for him, protecting him.

With a shuddering sigh, Mikey let go. And in that, the rest of the night could tease on with his permission granted.

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