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Had this stuck in my head after I wrote the first one. This is my first attempt doing anything M/M so sorry if its a little choppy. Enjoy!

Heavy rain beat down upon the city of Warfang. Lightning streaked across the night sky. The streets were empty, as the inhabitants sheltered themselves from the chilling downpour. The ice guardian stood underneath an awning coming off from a nearby building. His eyes glared across the street at the dimly illuminated sign. The faded writing read 'The Drunken Dragon.' Underneath the letters was a crudely carved image of a grinning dragon. Cyril's lip curled back in disgust at the complete lack of upkeep to the tavern's entryway. He couldn't believe that this was the only restaurant in this section of the city. Where he normally dined was located almost on the opposite side of Warfang, which was too far to walk in the rain. He could fly, but his own personal fear of lightning kept him grounded. Cyril considered turning around and returning home. He'd rather not associate himself with such a place. A loud growl issued from his stomach and he placed a forepaw on his belly. He hadn't eaten all day, however, and he wasn't going to find anywhere else before they started closing up shop. With a few mumbled words to reassure himself, he stepped into the rain.

The door swung open with a loud creak and his senses were assaulted by a heavy odor. The entire tavern smelt of mead and roasted meats. The dragons inside were loud and boisterous. Hardy laughs echoed from all corners of the room. A fire dragoness greeted him cheerily and led him to a table through the crowd. She flowed seamlessly through the many dragons, while the guardian did his best not to collide with anyone. After showing him where he could sit, she dropped a menu onto the table and wandered off. Cyril sat and fingered through the few pages, glancing disdainfully at the small selection. Nothing he read appealed to him, but he had to order something. It wasn't long until the young dragoness returned to take his order. She waited patiently for him to pick something, throwing out a suggestion at the undecided look on his face. He agreed and she left again to retrieve his meal. While he waited, Cyril quietly observed those around him.

'The Drunken Dragon' was a fitting name for the small tavern. Most of the patrons swayed where they stood or leaned on each other for support, having had too much of the local brew. He spotted several ice dragons among them. The guardian was appalled by their behavior. They showed no recognition or respect for the ancient and powerful ancestry that they shared. He almost felt like giving them a piece of his mind, but figured it wouldn't do much good. They probably wouldn't remember him when they woke up tomorrow.

A while passed before the fire dragoness returned with his meal. She set it on the table and wished him a pleasant dinner. He thanked her and stared down at his food. The slab of meat was rather unattractive, as though they simply just threw it onto the plate. He was reluctant to eat something so unappealing, but the smell and his hunger urged him on. He took a small bite and chewed slowly to test the food. Cyril was surprised to find that the meat was quite delicious. The juices that expelled from the tender flesh were exquisite. He began to devour his meal, upholding proper manners of course.

Soon the guardian was down to his last bite. He felt remorseful the food was gone, but his stomach was filled contentedly. Tasting the food began to stir his curiosity over the drinks found in nearly every dragons possession. When the young dragoness came to collect his empty plate, he asked if she would bring him a glass. She was delighted and hurriedly returned, bringing with her a large mug. Cyril felt slightly intimidated. He hadn't been expecting her to bring him quite so much. Carefully lifting the near overflowing glass to his muzzle, he took a small sip. Just as before the ice guardian was surprised by how good it tasted. He finished off the rest quickly and requested another. This one he took his time with. No matter how good the drink tasted, he wouldn't allow himself to over indulge.

Things began to settle in the tavern. Most of the dragons had filed out and they began closing. Cyril was close to the bottom of his third glass and then planned on leaving himself. The door creaked open suddenly and a dragon walked in. The guardian felt his pulse stop. It was an electric dragoness. Not only that, but she must have been the most beautiful female he had ever seen. She was thin and sleek, with gorgeous blue highlights. They flowed gracefully with the curves of her body. Not so abrupt like Volteer's. Her eyes were the most striking feature, however. Blood red irises contrasted brilliantly with her yellow hide. Cyril almost shuddered when they passed over him.

She made her way over to the bar and smiled at the dragon behind the counter. They exchanged a few words and the barkeep disappeared into the back room. Cyril watched as an earth dragon walked over and tried to make his move on the yellow dragoness. A few moments later the same dragon trudged away, hanging his head in wounded pride. The ice guardian was glad to see that she wasn't interested in barroom riffraff. He stood from his table and made his way toward her. Perhaps he could offer her a partner a little more sophisticated.

"Good evening," he said, walking up behind the yellow dragoness. She turned and quickly looked the ice dragon up and down. Cyril was sure he had to be quite the sight in a place like this.

"Hi," she responded, rather unenthusiastically.

"My name is Cyril," he declared, puffing out his chest. "You may have heard of me before."

She turned back to the bar, waiting for the bartender to return. "Doesn't ring any bells."

"Oh," Cyril was slightly taken aback. How could she have never heard of him? Trying a different approach, he focused on her. "I have to say I was surprised to see a dragoness as beautiful as you in a place like this."

"Mm Hmm."

He frowned at how little of a reaction he got from the compliment. "I myself rarely associate with dragons that have so little class." A loud burp echoed from across the room, verifying his point.

"Oh, I'm sure that you don't," she said, sarcastically.

Cyril realized how quickly that he was striking out with this dragoness. He needed to think of something else and quick. "Might I ask what your name is?"

She glanced at him skeptically. "And why would you want to know that?"

The guardian's mind went blank. He had no idea how to respond. "W-well I..."

A loud crash interrupted him. He turned to see one of the patrons had passed out and was lying on the floor. Mugs and dishes were scattered around him from the table and chairs that went with him. His friends were all laughing hardly at the incapacitated dragon. The young dragon that had served Cyril began to collect the dishware, glaring at the drunken buffoons for making such a mess. The guardian growled at the dragons' distasteful behavior. He turned to make a smart comment to the electric dragoness, but he didn't get the chance. She was gone. Only the bartender stood where she had been. He flashed the ice dragon an apologetic smile and returned to his counter to gather any unused glasses.

Cyril had never felt so humbled in his entire life. He made his way back to his table and sulked. His teeth grinded from a mix of anger and embarrassment. Never had a female been so disrespectful to a male of his status. How could she not have known who he was? Everyone knew who he was. He reached for his mug. Before the glass came to his lips, however, he glanced around the room at the disgruntled dragons. He became disgusted at what he was partaking in and shoved the mug across the table. Cyril knew it was time to leave. The young fire dragoness saw him heading toward the door and quickly trotted over to bid him farewell. He unceremoniously tossed a few gems on the counter beside her to pay for the meal, not bothering to return her friendly gesture. Wanting to be as far away from this place as possible he stormed out the entrance into the alley, not giving her time to explain he had grossly overpaid.

Outside the rain still poured down, fueling the guardian's fouls mood. The streets were mostly flooded now and his footsteps sloshed in the ankle deep water. His mind was still realing over the electric dragoness rejection. He couldn't believe that she had had the audacity to walk out on him. HIM! Cyril, the great ice guardian who on several occasions had kept their world from crumbling to the dark forces. If he ever had the chance to see her again, oh how he would give her a piece of his mind. He knew exactly what he would say, too, the speech already playing out in his head.

Voices coming from the alleyway across the street pulled Cyril from his imaginary argument. He couldn't understand what was being said, but they definitely didn't sound friendly. He heard a small yelp and decided he better investigate. Poking his head around the corner, he saw three male dragons standing around a female. The largest of the three was an earth dragon. The female was pinned beneath him. Cyril stepped into the alley cautiously, knowing that the situation could quickly turn ugly.

"Is everything all right, here?" Cyril asked, announcing his presence to the four dragons. The two smaller males, an electric and a fire, bared their teeth and began to advance on the guardian. Before they reached him, though, the larger waved them off.

"Everything's good," he stated, in a calm careful tone.

Cyril could smell the heavy scent of alcohol on his breath. He glanced down at the female underneath him. "Ma'am, are you okay?" The two dragons stepped together to block his view of the dragoness.

"She's fine," the large male growled, "We're just teaching her a little manners," She squirmed as he tightened his grip. "Now, why don't you turn around and go back where you came from before someone gets hurt," It sounded more like an order than a request.

Cyril didn't budge. "I think she's learned her lesson. Why don't you just..."

"What are you deaf?" the earth dragon shouted, "Let me make it clear for you. Buzz off, or my friends will make you." The two males growled to emphasize the threat.

The guardian growled back. "I would reconsider if I were you."

"I'm done talking to you. Get rid of him."

The two dragons lunged at the guardian, but he moved faster than they could have anticipated. The fire dragon took a heavy blow from his tail and was slammed into the alley wall. Cyril ducked underneath the other as he soared over his target. The electric dragon didn't have time to react as his paws were frozen solid in thick sheets of ice. The earth dragon snarled angrily, seeing how easily this dragon had incapacitated his lackeys. He barked at the ground sending shards of rock and earth showering down on the ice guardian. Cyril threw up his wings to shield himself, the debris drumming against the membrane. When he opened his wings, the large male was crashing down on him. They collided and rolled across the ground, fighting to gain dominance over the other. Cyril was outmatched just from the sheer size of the earth dragon. He tried to through the large male off, but didn't have the strength to move him. They came to a stop and the earth dragon smiled down at him, having come out victorious in their struggle. Cyril's jaws opened to freeze the brute pinning him onto the wet stone, but before he could even summon his power, a band of rock wrapped around his snout clamping it shut. He shook his head trying to dislodge the makeshift muzzle, but it didn't move. He couldn't believe it. He, the great ice guardian, had been beaten. Cyril struggled to break free once more, but he couldn't budge the hefty male standing over him. A loud growl caused the ice dragon to cease his thrashing.

"Well, thanks to you it seems that we've lost our catch," The large male grumbled. Cyril followed his gaze and saw that the female had fled during all the commotion. He hoped she would at least send help since he had so graciously taken her place. The earth dragon stared down at the guardian and smiled, however. "I suppose we will just have to pass her lesson along to you."

The way he was smiling unsettled the ice dragon. Something in his eyes told Cyril that he should be fighting for his life, but he couldn't find the will to move. He growled trying to intimidate the earth dragon, but through the muzzle it didn't sound very threatening. Then he felt something slick drip onto his thigh, but he mistook it for rain. It wasn't until something warm and hard prodded at the base of his tail did he realize just what this lesson was going to involve. Cyril eyes went wide and his mind began to panic. This was not going to happen. Mustering every ounce of his strength, he managed to free his hind legs and kicked hard into the earth dragon's stomach. His grip faltered and Cyril took the opportunity to roll him off to the side. Jumping to his feet, the ice dragon ran, but he had only made it a few feet before the electric dragon, now free from his restraints, rammed into his side. The guardian collapsed as the air was driven from his lungs. He coughed and gasped, crawling away as the two smaller males closed in on him. Cyril quickly tried to get back on his feet, but the moment all four paws touched the ground, the earth swallowed them. He whimpered at tugged at his paws, but they were held fast in the solid stone. He felt his blood run cold as a deep chuckle echoed behind him.

"Where do you think you're going?" the earth dragon said, rising to his feet. "We haven't even started yet," Cyril turned to snarl at him, but what he saw made his voice catch in his throat.

Below the green dragon hung the largest cock the guardian thought he would ever see in his life. The shaft was long with progressive ridges running along the underside of it. The thickness of the daunting muddy brown spire was comparable to the size of the ice dragon's foreleg. The massive organ flexed making those pointed ridges flare out menacingly. The earth dragon watched the fear in the guardian's eyes grow as he began to walk toward him, the enormous dragonhood swaying beneath him with every step.

Cyril began his struggling anew. He tugged as hard as he could to break free from his shackles, before the earth dragon could reach him. He realized that he could no longer feel the rain falling on his back, and then a heavy weight dropped down onto his hips. Cyril thrashed below him trying to shake the large male off, but in his current position he couldn't gain the leverage. He felt the massive head of the earth dragon's dick press against his tailhole. Cyril looked back at him, his eyes pleading for him not too. The large dragon chuckled at the male begging for mercy. With one powerful thrust, he sheathed himself inside the ice dragon.

Cyril's muffled roars of pain echoed through the alleyway. Stars danced in his vision as his mind was clouded with a black haze. His nostrils flared as he had a hard time just breathing. He could feel every contour of the colossal member stretching open his insides. The earth dragon moaned as his shaft was constricted by the powerful muscles of the guardian's hind end, causing his claws to knead at the stone. The undulating walls worked over his spire, trying to remove him. He grinded his hips into the ice dragon's making sure that he felt every inch of his endowment. Cyril could feel the heat from the dick buried in his ass. Every throb that radiated up the large male's length made him shudder. He began to feel some relief as the thick pole withdrew from his rear, but it only lasted a moment before it rammed back in. The earth dragon hooked his paws around the guardian's hips and began to rut him.

Cyril gritted his teeth as the member's oversized ridges popped in and out of his tailhole. His muscles clamped down against each thrust, attempting to halt the probe digging into his ass, but the more he resisted only seemed to fuel the large male. At least at this pace he wouldn't last long. An exceptionally strong thrust caused the guardian to rock forward. His snout bumped into something hard, and he opened his eyes. In front of him stood a bright yellow shaft, bobbing up and down with anticipation. A strand of pre connected his nose and its tip from their contact. Cyril glanced upward into the face of the electric dragon. He stared back, shifting closer to the ice dragon's head. Cyril snarled through his muzzle, warning the yellow male not to push his luck. The brief moment of defiance came to an end; however, as the earth dragon sheathed himself hard into the guardian. A throaty growl reminded the ice dragon that he was at their mercy. The electric dragon stepped over him, pressing the head of the yellow spire to his lips. The stone muzzled crumbled from his snout, freeing his jaws, but Cyril kept his mouth shut. The yellow dragon pushed forward, trying to force his way in, but the ice dragon kept a tight seal. The earth dragon dug his claws into his sides, giving the guardian a final warning to comply. Cyril cringed as he felt the sharp appendages press into his scales. Not having much of a choice, he slowly began to open his lips.

He had barely opened them more than an inch, when the electric dragon plunged his length into the blue male's mouth, forcing his jaws to spread wide. The taste was overpowering. He almost gagged as he was forced to take all of it at once. His tongue pressed against the shaft, trying to slide it back out, but he only succeeded in summoning a moan from the yellow dragon and a large glob of pre to spurt from his tip. The salty sweet slime drooled over his tongue; coating his mouth and making him cringe from the pungent flavor. Cyril tried to let the slick fluid leak from his lips, but it came in such copious amounts he had to swallow just to keep from drowning in it. The electric dragon began to hump into his muzzle, sliding his dick over the ice dragon's tongue. The earth dragon finally saw that they weren't going to have any more trouble and started back at his pace.

Cyril rocked back and forth as he was fucked from both ends. The two males alternated their thrusts with perfect timing. As the earth dragon's member disappeared beneath his tail, the electric dragon would withdraw from his muzzle. The guardian was taking one of them at all times. The pain from his rear had finally lessened, but it didn't make Cyril feel any better about his situation. The worst part was that his own dragonhood had abandoned its hiding place, and now hung underneath him, swaying with the motions of his body. Pre spilled from the tip of the pale blue spire, adding to the puddles of rainwater. He tried to deny the pleasure his body felt, but between the heavy musk filling his nose and the constant prodding of the earth dragon's cock against his prostate, it was becoming overpowering. A well angled hump caused the guardian to moan involuntarily. The earth dragon smiled as he heard the blue male groan around the spire in his mouth. He grinded his member into the spot for a moment, chuckling as the ice dragon fought not to show he enjoyed it. Cyril's moaning was causing his neck muscles to vibrate against the tip of the electric dragon's dick, bringing him dangerously close to his peak. The sudden increase in pressure against his throat made Cyril realize the yellow male was about to cum. He moved to pull of the pulsing dragonhood, but a paw against the back of his head forced him to sink back down. With a roar, the electric dragon pumped his seed into the ice dragon's maw.

Cyril struggled to breathe as the length between his lips pushed its way deep into his gullet. He could feel the thick pole jammed down his throat throb as the yellow dragon emptied his balls into the guardian's belly. He swallowed rope after rope of the viscous fluid pouring into him, having nowhere else for it to go. The sheer strength at which the cum blasted from the yellow spire was almost enough to force its way down his throat. The electric dragon's orgasm finally began to ebb, reduced to little more than small spurts. He released the ice dragon's head, and Cyril yanked back, gasping to refill his lungs. He coughed and sputtered as he tried to clear his airway of the sticky seed. The pungent taste lingered in his mouth, making his tongue rub against the roof of his mouth to rid himself of it.

Cyril finally recovered and groaned, his belly overly full of the yellow dragon's cum, making him feel nauseous. He could feel the thick fluid sloshing around in his stomach as the earth dragon continued to hump him. Cyril glanced back over his shoulder at the large male. He had his eyes shut tight, enjoying the feeling of the guardian's tight hole around his cock. Cyril couldn't believe his stamina. The green dragon was rutting him vigorously now, making the ice dragon's tail start to go numb from the pounding of their hips. There was an audible slap each time he plunged into the guardian, and the blue male had to do his best to keep from moaning. Cyril faced forward again, not enjoying the sight of another male mounting him. He almost wished he hadn't though, as he was greeted by a dark maroon shaft. He looked up at the fire dragon, forgetting that there had been three of them. His eyes trailed back down to the dripping malehood, throbbing eagerly to have its turn between his lips. Cyril wanted nothing more than deny this male from using him, but knew that his resistance would only end in another painful lesson from the earth dragon. Closing his eyes, Cyril spread his jaws wide and braced himself for what he knew was coming.

Instead of roughly forcing the ice dragon to take his length, however, the fire dragon rested his cock on his warm tongue. The guardian cringed as once again his mouth filled with the salty taste of another male. He glanced up at the red dragon, who was grinning down at him, gesturing for him to get started. Cyril spit the cock from his mouth as he realized what the fire dragon wanted. He growled, not going to stoop so low as to willing pleasure the red male with his mouth. The growl turned into a yelp, however, as a paw wrapped around the blue male's dragonhood, and he felt its claws dig into his sensitive flesh. The earth dragon was too consumed in his lust to stop and give the guardian fair warning, this time just going straight to the point. Cyril got the message. If he wished for his masculinity to remain intact, he was going to have to swallow his pride. He stared down the maroon length. And perhaps a little more. He cringed as the drooling prick was offered up again. With a deep breath and a wish to be anywhere else, Cyril stretched his neck forward and sealed his lips over the tip of the fleshy spire.

He paused for a moment, not sure how to go about pleasuring another male. He suckled lightly, hoping that the simple action would be enough to please the fire dragon. From the deep purr reverberating above him, he guessed it was. The earth dragon chuckled as he watched the ice dragon he mounted suck off his companion. The sight made him start to lose control. The tell tale signs of his release tingled up his spine. He rammed his hips into the guardian's, pushing the blue male farther onto the maroon shaft. Cyril hissed from the force of his thrusts. He did his best to ignore the pain in his hind quarters and focus on the task at hand. He wanted to finish off the male in front of him as quickly as possible. The fire dragon trembled as the guardian's tongue wrapped around his length and laced its way through the ridges along his cock. The slick muscle pumped up and down his shaft, alternating with his gentle sucking. The red male placed a paw on the back of his head and applied pressure, encouraging the ice dragon to take more of his member. Cyril tried to ignore the weight against his head, but the fire dragon pushed harder forcing him to sink down onto the dragonhood. His lips dragged over the sensitive flesh, making the red dragon shudder and a heavy glob of pre to spill onto the blue males tongue. From his reaction to the simple motion, Cyril had an idea. He began to bob his head up and down the maroon spire. He was rewarded with a lustful growl the fire dragon and more generous amounts of pre. Cyril unwillingly swallowed to keep himself from gagging on the slimy liquid. The guardian kept up the steady pace, allowing the dragon rutting him to push him back and forth.

The earth dragon had finally reached his limit. His claws kneaded at the ground as he tried to hold back, but the ice dragon's virgin hole was becoming too much to handle. His only thought was to knot his bitch and fill the blue male with his seed. He began to rapidly pump his dick in and out of the guardian, groaning at the extra suction his knot was creating. The whites of Cyril's eyes flashed as he began to feel something large and round pushing its way up underneath his tail. The earth dragon was going to tie with him. There was no way that it was going to fit. He was already stretched far beyond his limit. Cyril began to plead around the cock in his mouth, but the muffled whimpers and yelps went unheard by the lust drunk male. The fire dragon began to show signs of finishing as well as he gripped the ice dragon's horns, forcing him to increase his pace. Both males were huffing above him, eager to reach their climax. The earth dragon was the first to succeed. With a titanic thrust that nearly toppled the three of them, his cock disappeared deep underneath the ice dragon's tail and he roared as his knot sealed him inside.

Cyril roared as fire lanced through his hind end. His ass stretched far wider than it was ever meant to go by the enormous orb locking them together. He could feel gallon upon gallon of the earth dragon's seed pumping into his rear. Each colossal wave forcing the previous farther into his bowels until he was filled brim and the white fluid had nowhere to go but deeper. Cyril's own peak struck him, the stress too much for his body to handle. His cock twitched violently underneath him, spilling his seed across the ground, and some clinging to his belly. The fire dragon yanked Cyril's head back down, shoving his length back into the ice dragon's mouth. Pistoning his hips quickly, he pushed himself over the edge and roared his release. The guardian's cheeks bulged as the red male's cum quickly filled his mouth. He was forced to swallow for the simple fact that he couldn't get rid of the sticky substance as fast as it came. He gulped down the seed adding numerous amounts to that already in his stomach. Both males moaned together as they emptied their balls into the ice dragon. Trails of their essence leaked from both ends, scenting the air with their musk. Cyril's belly was swollen from the amount of cum he had ingested, still taking more as the fire dragon spent the last of his orgasm. It was almost a full minute before the fire dragon pulled free of Cyril's mouth leaving him to pant his exhaustion. The ice dragon whined as the earth dragon's member continued to leak into him, making him cringe with each throb.

Cyril suddenly felt his legs give out from under him and he collapsed onto the ground, landing in a puddle of his own seed. The earth dragon panted over him, groaning every so often as his overly sensitive shaft shifted inside the ice dragon. Taking a few minutes to recover, he finally stood to his full height and stared down at the blue male underneath him. Roughly rolling his hips backward, there was a wet pop as his knot yanked free of the guardians rear. Cyril let out a roar as the knot painfully pulled out of his tailhole and his hind end dropped to the floor, causing the rest of the large males spire to slip free. The earth dragon stepped away from the ice dragon and took in the sight of the abused male laying in his own cum. With a chuckle he taunted the guardian.

"I have to admit that I thought I wasn't going to like you," he said, goading the guardian. "I guess I was too quick to judge," Cyril didn't react, not going to let him have the satisfaction. "Well, maybe we'll have the chance of running into each other again."

There were a few chuckles from the other dragons and then he heard the sound of retreating wing beats. Waiting for a good while to make sure they were gone, Cyril finally sat up. He slowly pushed himself to his feet, trembling as his sore muscles struggled to keep him up. He took a step forward, but collapsed again onto the wet ground. He realized that it was still raining. The water poured over his body washing away the remainders of the seed left behind from the males. For once, he felt grateful for the storm. Exhausted, the ice guardian slowly lost consciousness. A moment before it all went black, he thought he saw a yellow figure approaching.