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Just another day in school, the same old classes, same old students. That is, until I see him. Samuel. He didn't get a introduction to the class, he just kinda... showed up today. I hadn't even noticed him until I heard him mention dragons. That he 'role played' as one with his friends back in Hawaii. This does peak my interest though, it's not every day someone has an interest in dragons. Outside of Professor Rotwood, and the less said to him the better.

It does make me wonder... could Samuel be like me? I haven't really heard about dragons from smaller islands before, especially ones as remote as in Hawaii. But it would make sense for it, a few forested areas, a volcano, a lot of flying potential between the islands if he's careful. I know I need to talk to grandpa and Fu Dog about this, especially if I'm not reaching with this. Letting Trixie and Spud know I'd be busy after school, I almost run all the way home after last period. Explaining myself to Fu and grandpa, after catching my breath.

"Hmmm," Grandpa strokes his beard for a moment. "I have heard of dragons in Hawaii, their numbers have dwindled over the last centuries."

"Dwindled, as in only a handful left?" I ask.

"As in one. And that is estimated. We haven't heard much from him the last few decades. That is why I'm uncertain of all of this, our last communication with him, he did mention something about transferring a relative, but that was a decade ago. We always assumed he... well, lost the fight, as it were."

"So, it's possible he's a dragon? Maybe he actually moved to mainland America?"

"Can't imagine why." Fu Dog exclaims with a chuckle. "Warm beaches, hula girls, drinks served in coconut shells..."

Fu trails off at the thought, leaving Grandpa and I to our talk.

"Yes, well. I'm sure he has his reasons, if this is our dragon interested student." Grandpa says, looking to me. "You must be careful, don't do anything brash."

"Come on, Gramps. You're talking about the American Dragon here. When am I ever brash?"

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"Hey, Samuel." I say as I walk up to him, managing to catch him as a few other students leave.

"Oh hey, you're Jake, right?" Samuel says, turning towards me.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Your name came up a couple times yesterday, always when I mentioned dragons."

"Y-yeah, all rumours, I'm sure."

"Hey, it's alright. I get it, not always easy having such interests." Samuel says, giving my shoulder a pat.

"Yeah, it's... it's not something I can really talk about with my friends." I respond, trying to figure out if he means standard interest in draconic things, or actually being a dragon.

"Exactly, can't exactly show them, you know?" He winks.

"Sh-show?" I ask back, my voice betraying my slight shock at him outright saying that.

"You know, maybe we should talk about this another time? Less people, you know?"

After a moment, I shake off the surprise and nod. "S-sure, how about you come round to mine?"

"Sure, I'd like that. See you then."

He leaves his hand on my shoulder for a second, before leaving. The rest of the day moves quickly before the last period, and then it decided to drag on. Taking forever before the final bell rings, and I meet Samuel just outside of school, who is already talking to Trixie and Spud.

"Hey there, Jake." Sam says, smiling softly at me.

"Hey Samuel." I respond.

"Sam's fine."

"So, this is the reason you skipped out on us yesterday?" Spud asks, looking Sam over sceptically.

"No, this is something totally different. Trust me," I tell him, trying my best not to make it look obvious that it's totally why...

"Just don't keep holding out on us," Trixie grabs onto Spud's shoulder. "We have a gaming contest to practice for."

"I know, trust me, I won't miss another session. After today, I promise."

"For real?"

"For sure."

"You better man, we won't have a chance if we don't practice." Spud says.

"I know, don't you worry, I'll be there tomorrow." I respond, leaving Trixie and Spud as Sam and I head towards my home. It doesn't take long for the both of us to get to mine, quickly side stepping my parents as we head up to my room. Closing the door behind me, I turn back towards Sam, finding him looking around my room.

"Hmmm, doesn't look like you have much dragon stuff, all things considered." Sam says, turning his attention back to me.

"Y-yeah, it's a very private thing for me. My mom and little sister knows, but my father doesn't. So I tend to keep it under wraps." I say, resting my back against my door.

"I kinda get that. But he doesn't seem the type to be against this sort of stuff. I mean, not to sound bad, but he does seem a little nerdy."

"No worries, I guess it'd be a little bit of a... shock."

"I guess. But they are amazing creatures, aren't they? Dragons, I mean."

I guess I was wrong about him, or maybe he's testing the waters with me? Making it sound like he isn't one, to see how I feel about them before taking his shot? "Yeah, they are."

"So strong, such power in a single creature." Sam says, a slight blush in his cheeks. "The magic, the esteem..."

His voice trails off as he falls into thought, taking a moment before he looks back at me.

"You really have a interest with them, don't you?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I?" Sam asks, really focusing on me now. "So, what type are you?"

"T-type?" I ask back, feeling myself almost jump with how blunt he is.

"Of dragon, you are one, aren't you?"

My heart is in my chest, feeling every worry and despite my instinct, I'm sure I can't hide it from my face. But I collect myself and try my best to respond, at least not while having my heart in my throat. "W-well, yeah. Of course, I just... didn't realise you were so upfront about it."

"So, your type?"

"F-fire, although my grandpa is helping me with magic, which isn't specifically fire based."

"Your grandpa is helping you with this?"

"Yeah, he's where my dragon side comes from, although it skipped a generation with my mother."

Sam brings a hand to his chin and rubs it with his thumb and index finger. "You two must be very close if that's the case."

"So, what about you?" I ask him. "What's your type?"

"Water, so I guess we're kinda opposites." Sam laughs, patting my shoulder.

I a smile, I instantly change into my draconic form, not going through the normal fanfare this time around. This moment I do, Sam jumps back and falls onto his backside, his eyes going wide. As he pulls himself back, I realise the truth... he was playing around. He was playing along with me. I move back a step or two as well, only able to watch the gears in Sam's head turn. I quickly turn back into my human form, I may be able to get away with this, if I play my cards right.

"Wha-... what the fuck?" Sam asks, his eyes the size of saucers.

"Calm down Sam, it's alright. It was... it was all a joke. That's all, I mean... dragons aren't real."

"F-fuck that!" Sam exclaims, getting to his feet quickly,

"What?"

"Fuck dragons not being real! You're an actual dragon!?"

"Will you keep your voice down!?" I ask back, looking back at my door.

"But dude! You're a dragon!" Sam continues to say too loudly, causing me to press a hand against his mouth. My hand semi-involuntarily turns draconic, covering Sam's face fully, making him go silent for a moment. He pulls back and looks my hand and digits over, his eyes still wide, but with amazement rather than shock. "F-fuck..."

I take a moment as he continues to look my appendage over, grinning widely as he does so. Realising he's not going to actually let this go, I let out a sigh, turning my hand back human. "What do you want?"

"What?"

"To keep this secret, what do you want?" I ask again. "The world can't find out about magical creatures, even one person's testimony can be enough for the magical world to be exposed."

"Is this where I bribe you?" Sam asks, giving me a half smile. As I scowl back at him, his smile fades quickly. "Look... I've been infatuated with dragons since childhood, and... well, I never thought I'd be able to see one in the flesh before. You can imagine some of the... material I've watched with them. Artwork, animations, stories..."

Keeping the scowl on my brow, I respond. "Where are you going with this Sam?"

"Let me explore you... your body, how you differ from humans..." Sam smirks once again, but this time it's a little more subtle, lustful rather than comical.

"You wha-?"

"Change back, and let me explore your body a bit, you know? I'll keep your secret then."

I cross my arms, and after a moment, realise that I have no other choice. So, after a sigh, I change back fully into my draconic form. Sam gasps slightly as he looks over my form once again, taking a little more time to look me over properly. He takes a few steps closer to me and starts to run a hand over my bare body, my clothes having disappeared during transformation.

I try and stay still while he does this, his hands going over every part of me. Sam's hands go over my front, digits pushing against my skin and scales, before moving to my back. His examines my wings, my tail, my legs, my arms. He pushes my arm up, and seems to take a little more interest in my under arms, before letting my arms fall to my sides. As he looks over my legs, he looks up to me to ask a question.

"Hey, can you run on two legs? Or are you restricted to all fours?" Sam asks.

"I... I can run on both..." I respond, not really knowing how to respond to being a Guinea pig for him.

"Could you show me?"

"What?"

"Well, I can't just take your word on this. I need to see you, 'in action' as it were. All I need you to do is get onto all fours." Sam says, only showing a small amount of sheepishness.

"You want me on all fours?" I ask back.

"Yes, I do."

"Why do I get the feeling you have ulterior motives?"

"Because I do, I totally have ulterior motives."

I grumble slightly, but realise, once again, that I have no choice in this. Slowly, I walk to the centre of my room, before getting onto all fours. Sam takes his time as he looks me over now, taking extra care to look over my lower half. After a few minutes, he seems to work up the courage to actively use his hands to examine my body. Starting with my abdomen, he moves down to my legs, slowly spreading them apart. After a few moments, Sam's hands travel in between my legs, fingers slipping right against my slit, making me jump a good few feet, backing away from him hurriedly.

"Nope, nope-nope-nope! That is totally off limits." I manage to say, feeling my cheeks burn with blush.

"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean..." Sam states, covering his crotch, seemingly hiding an erection.

"I think you did. I mean how could you not be?" I state, looking over myself a little. "I mean, even I've caught myself strutting my stuff to Lady Ga- I mean... someone less embarrassing."

"It was Bad Romance, wasn't it?"

"N-no..."

"I bet you looked good doing so." Sam states, his own blush burning his cheeks.

"I'm guessing that dragons are more than just an interest for you, huh?"

"Y-yeah, like you said: 'how could I not?'. Look at you, you look amazing. Those claws, muscles... those hips."

"Mmm? You like my hips?" I ask, looking down at my lower body.

Sam starts to take off his trousers as I do so, keeping his eyes on my body. "Definitely... I mean, they're amazing!"

Turning side to side as I continue to look myself over. "They are pretty rad, aren't they? Dragons are very attractive, when you get down to the details."

"Yeah, you certainly are."

"Wha-what are you doing?"

Sam's half undressed, only his top left covering himself. "What? You didn't think I was just boosting your ego for the sake of it, did you?"

"I thought... I thought you were just gonna look.."

"Jake, you're not a museum." Sam says as he moves a hand to his junk, jerking himself softly as his eyes roam my foam. "Your secret is safe with me, but... I'm going to do a lot of touching."

My clawed hands go between my legs, to cover myself up. But Sam's eyes move to my tail, and I look back, finding it raised straight up into the air. Moving my hands back, I do my best to lower it back down, only being partially successful. Looking back at Sam, he's still looking my body over, not seemingly realising that I'm fighting off instincts I didn't realise I had.

Once I manage to have a moment to think things over, I realise that I don't really have a choice in the matter. If gramps realises that I revealed myself to a random person, he'd kill me. So I can't really refuse, not that my body seems to mind too much in the grand scheme of things. My tail once again raises up when I give it a second of chance, presenting my most private area to the room.

Letting out a huff, I look back to Sam. "Well...? Go on then..."

"What?" Sam asks, seemingly focusing enough to actually hear what I'm saying.

"Have your way with me, that's what you want, isn't it?"

"Only if you want it too, I mean, yeah... I want it. But only if reciprocated."

"Come on dude... do I gotta say it? My... my tail's already raised. Want me to get on all fours and beg?"

---

"Well, maybe not beg. But, presenting doesn't sound too bad.* I say, continuing to look over Jake's body, keeping my eyes focused on his rear-end.

"Are you serious?" He asks, his face scrunching up slightly at the idea.

"Bend over big guy, your tail's got the idea."

"It's got its own agenda here!" Jake exclaims, his cheeks blushing even deeper.

"Then take a page out of its book. I mean, it can't hurt."

"I know that's a lie, and know what's coming..."

I move towards the dragon, putting a hand on his cheek. "Don't worry, Jake. I'll be gentle."

Jake takes a moment before grumbling, turning around as I give him some space, going onto all fours, lifting his tail once again. Running a hand along the dragon's back, I move it down to his backside, receiving a soft moan from the dragon. He looks back at me, as if he wants to explain, but then just looks away. As I start to admire his backside, Jake begins to squirm against my hand. Although, I barely notice, my attention being mostly taken by his backside. The taut muscles, the plump ass cheeks, the scales... It's everything I had hoped for and more so,

"I... I should warn you though, dragons... we don't have the same equipment that humans do..." Jake says, his voice momentarily not having that cockiness to it. "We're more... internal than humans."

"I gathered..." I respond, moving his legs apart slightly before sliding my hands between his thick thighs. "I've definitely read some... interesting stories about dragons, and made some assumptions."

"Assumptions?"

My fingers search out for his slit, taking a few seconds to find it, running my digits along his outer lips. "Yeah, and now... I get to test them out."

"So, I'm... I'm your test subject?"

"More... a willing partner in pleasure." I say, really taking my time to explore his body. My face presses against his butt cheek as I start running my hands up and down his draconic body parts. This causes his maw to open up, moaning out in lustful delight. "There we are..."

"Damn it... we're... our slits are sensitive.. "

"Oh, is it now? That's good to know."

I lick my lips, almost feeling his hardness shift inside of his body, a deep scent beginning to fill my lungs. It's a strange mixture of smells, and instantly makes my lust jump through the roof. Cinnamon, firewood, and sweat... it hits me all at once, and almost makes me pull away at how strong it is. But as it fills my lungs, it almost draws me in physically, my body almost working on its own accord. Moving forward, I press my nose against his taint, taking a much of his scent in as I can.

"Fuck... s-so strong..." I moan out, feeling my body tremble at the idea of having more of his scent in me.

"S-s-sorry..." Jake responds, looking back at me with wide eyes.

"For what?"

"Th-... the smell?"

"Oh, trust me. That isn't a problem." I say, taking in his scent once again.

"If... if you say so, I mean... I don't really know about this sort of stuff. Dragon stuff I mean, I've... I've never had sex as a dragon before..."

I pull away from his taint for a few moments, allowing myself to catch my breath a bit. "Really? I would have thought you'd be a total magnet in dragon form."

"I told you, I can't really show this to... non-magical folk, you know?"

"And you never thought to have some fun with magical folk? Are there creatures you ever thought about being with?"

"Well... there are some... n-never mind..." Jake stops himself before actually going through with telling me. "It's nothing."

"Come on, big guy." I say, resting my head on his backside. "Talk to me."

"It's... personal."

"More like taboo, if it were personal, you'd at least give hints about it. But telling me nothing? That says you're worried about it getting out, like this scalie hide." I pat his butt softly.

"I just... it's complicated, alright? You're right, I don't want it out... it... it is taboo."

"How about we consider it part of the whole dragon secret, ok? Come on, you can trust me."

Jake looks back at me, worry showing across his face. "Well... there's... You know Central Park? Well, there's some... unicorns there."

"Oh? You're into some equine fun? I'm guessing they're not your average horse, are they?"

"Well, they're smarter than horses, and... their cum can be made into some really good lube." Jake says, looking away from me.

"And you know that how?"

"Ummm..."

"You took a few samples, didn't you?"

Jake moves a clawed hand to his neck, giving it a rub before looking back at me. "N-no!"

"Of course not..." I say, unable to hid my smirk. "Unicorns are probably way too big for you to handle, anyway."

"Are not..." Jake says with a small puff of smoke.

"Knew it." I respond, grinning widely. "You'll have to tell me about it, after we have some fun, of course."

"F-fun?"

Pulling back a little, I look down at his backside, licking my lips as I watch his hole clamp and relax almost rhythmically. It's almost hypnotising, unable to look away from the draconic looking hole. The scent of Jake's arousal is still thick in the air, betraying the dragon's lust. I spread his ass cheeks, getting a stronger smell of the dragon from the action.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Jake asks, his body squirming as he looks back at me.

"Don't you worry, you'll be just fine.* I tell him, moving my thumbs into the cleft of his ass, spreading his backside even more. "I just wanna have a taste."

"Wh-what? Wait! S-Sam!" Jake exclaims, squirming even harder before I press my face in between his ass cheeks. The moment I make contact, Jake calls out, his tail slamming down onto my back. At first it's just meaningless sound, but then it turns to actual words. "S-Sam! What a-are you doing? Wh-why are you... d-doing... this!"

I don't respond to him, just taking in his scent in long, deep, unashamed sniffs. It's bitter, and masculine, and... oh so powerful! Locking my arms around his hips, my hands grip near his slit as I press my face even deeper into his crevice. Feeling his scent almost sink into my skin. Jake continues to squirm against my face, turning me on even more. But after a minute or two of basking in the dragon's scent, I pull myself away from it, despite every part of me wanting to stay within his warmth.

"I... I'm sorry... I couldn't help myself." I manage to say, my mind falling into a small fog of lust.

"You're... did you really just sniff my ass?" Jake asks, shifting his backside.

"If you didn't have such a great ass, maybe I'd have better self control..."

"Are you blaming me for my ass? I can't help having such a great ass. Maybe you should work on your ability to say no? It's gotta be really gross back there."

"It really isn't, maybe you should sample your own goods once in a while?" I ask, moving myself back between his ass cheeks. "You'd think you'd have better flexibility..."

Jake looks down at me, with slight annoyance crossing his face. "Not all of us sniff ass, you little perv!"

"Don't act like you don't love it!" I exclaim, sniffing his backside once more. "Having a... a human huff... worship... your big... beautiful... butt!"

"You perv..." Jake's voice wains, slowly failing to just a whimper as I start to rim his backside.

"Say it again... maybe I'll show you... how pervy I can get..." I manage to tell him, between long licks up the cleft of his backside.

Having his thick ass cheeks either side of my face brings a deep blush to my cheeks. Their warmth, the scent, the lewdness of the situation. It makes my mind melt into a steamy mess, the sweaty musk almost visible to me while I push my tongue as deep as I can into the dragon's rump. Shoving myself deep against Jake's cleft, I try my best to worship his ass. A primal urge inside of me wanting nothing more than to have the dragon's scent saturate my skin.

"You're... so... lewd..." Jake manages to say, his voice shaking with each word. "Wor-... worship... my... ass..."

My hands move back to the dragon's crotch, finding his length fully extended out from his slit, a large bulb of flesh at the base of his cock. The world around me becomes nothing more than sweat, musk, and lustful liquids washing over me. I can only work the dragon's ass with my tongue, sniffing the base of his large tail. The smell of his draconic lust... it's intoxicating! But before I can really process anything past the dragon's body, it's pulled away from me.

Jake moves forward slightly before slumping down onto his side, before moving onto his back. He's panting heavily, like an animal. His eyes bore into mine, with an urge I've never seen in them before. Baring his teeth, his lips pull back into a deep growl as his clawed hands pull his ass cheeks apart, showing his wet, sweat speckled hole to me.

"D-do it..." Jake growls, his voice deep and almost... menacing in a way.

"Do what?" I ask back, my mind drawing a blank.

His growl deepens as his voice follows suit. "Fuck me! Before I change my mind! I know it's what you want!"

"I... are you sure?"

"Don't make me beg! Or I'll ride you till your legs go numb!"

I move forward to him once again, admiring his shaft as I do so. His length has a large bulge at the base of his cock, moving into a thick, almost segmented length, before ending in a pointed tip. The shaft has a deep purple colour to the base, which slowly lightens as it moves towards the end. It's a good foot and a half in size, hanging heavily between his thighs. Grabbing his length, Jake thrusts himself up a little at my touch, his breath becoming heavier in response.

Moving his cock to the side, I find the area between his dick and his slit filled with slime like pre-cum. I hold his length in place as I slide my own cock underneath his knot, having it held between his hot length and the warm slit. Jake continues to thrust upwards while I'm within his warmth. As he pushes up, I'm pulled out almost fully, and as he moves down, I'm thrusted back in between his cock and slit.

"Nnng! What the...? Are you... trying to... fuck my slit?" Jake asks, his growl still within his voice.

"Maybe, if you ask nicely. But right now? I'm just lubing myself up." I respond to him, sliding myself out of his warmth. "You wanted me to fuck you, right? I don't think spit is gonna cut it."

"You... you can do it, if... if you want." He growls, his annoyance seemingly lessoning.

"Mmmph, only if you play nice with your food."

I move my cock to the dragon's ass, hot dogging his backside for a few moments, before sliding my tip against his hole. With his pre and my saliva, I slide into his backside easily, feeling his warmth surround my length. A small burst of fire escapes Jake's maw as I do so, getting to my base easily. The both of us moan as I pull myself out of his backside, pushing myself back into his rump. It's not as tight as I thought it'd be, but considering the size difference between the two of us while he's in dragon form, I guess it makes sense.

"F-fuck... Sam, you're really in me..." He manages to moan out.

"Yeah, I'm inside a mother fucking dragon..." I respond as I begin to thrust into him, working up a good rhythm into his backside, extensively living my dream.

Jake calls out, vocalising his need. "Sam! I don't know how long I'm going to last..."

"Me neither, big guy. You're a god damned stud. But... I thought you'd have more stamina than this. Unicorns considered."

"I only... only sucked them off once, for research... I never... actually did butt stuff with them..."

"That's a shame, I bet they'd have a real... good time with this ass of yours." I say, moving myself over his front, continuing to fuck his backside as I move a hand to his cock, being smacked away by his clawed hand almost instantly.

"N-no! Wanna cum hands-free! Make me cum human!" Jake calls out as I thrust into him harder and harder, giving him all I can.

It feels like I'm fucking a mountain of muscle and sweat, making my job ten times as hard as it should, but it seems to be working on the draconic beast. His breath is harder than ever, smoke almost constantly coming out of his maw. Angling my length slightly, my tip presses up against a slightly harder inside his backside. His reaction makes me realise what I'm now thrusting up against. I'm hitting his prostate directly, jackhammering his pleasure bulb, with every fibre of my being.

Heat pours out in waves above me, as the dragon lets out a series of noises, most of which might have been attempts at words. This is followed by what feels like gallons of thick liquid falling on top of me, the scent of Jake's lust magnifying by ten fold. Large globs of cum pour down onto my whole body, running in between the dragon's thighs, acting as lube for me as I continue to thrust into his backside.

My own orgasm is not far behind his, filling his already sloppy rear with my own seed, it being dwarfed immensely by the dragon's own bliss. Jake's breath comes out in long plumes of fire, rolling up into the air before fading across the ceiling. After a moments, the dragon squirms a little as he rides his orgasm out, his draconic length throbbing with each arc of seed. A last couple of which falls onto his chest, coating himself in his own cream.

Pulling myself out of Jake's backside, I fall down onto his hot body, feeling the heat radiate from inside him. Jake continues to pant heavier, looking down at the mess that the both of us have made, grimacing at the sight. Rolling his head back across the floor, the dragon lets out a long groan.

"I'm... I'm gonna have to clean this mess up..." Jake moans, his arms falling to his sides in defeat.

I move a little upwards, getting face to face with the dragon, giving his snout a kiss. "How about another trade? Like me keeping your secret."

Jake raises an eyebrow, asking for me to explain wordlessly.

"You clean up this mess, and you get a 'no holding back' go at my ass." I grin moving off of the dragon, getting onto all fours next to him. "Use some of that cum of yours, see if it's better than the unicorn stuff."

Looking at me for a moment, his clawed hand goes to the back of his head, running his hair. "Awww man!"