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This is the final installment of HIMYF. :3 Originally I planned on this being completely focused around Josh with not even mentioning John anymore. However, since it's the holidays I decided to add a little bonus scene, thus changing the ending to the story. Enjoy the smut! Happy fapping!

The bell could be heard from outside as it clanged loudly and impossibly fast within the school halls. While most of the teenagers couldn't get to their respective buses fast enough the young colt sitting at his desk casually began to put away his work. Josh never really had trouble with math so he was in no hurry to leave and besides that he had rugby practice after school today anyway so it's not like he would be heading home even if he did rush. He was a fairly well built horse for his age at 16 and with the combination of working out with his dad in their gym and playing rugby it was no surprise to anyone once they got to know him.

Josh slung his heavy backpack over his shoulder and headed out the empty classroom and down the hall. He was in grade 10 and it was almost time for Halloween so the halls were already teaming with teenagers meeting up with their friends to head to the bus with. The trees were all either barren or covered in red and yellow leaves and the fields were all covered in the yellow grass.

When Josh reached the gym the "shyguys" had already changed and were talking in a small group while waiting for the rest of the class to change. The gymnasium was huge and yet it kept feeling smaller and smaller to Josh as the years went by. His new school was both a high school and a middle school since this was a small town. The grades 7 and 8 were housed up on one side of the school via an entire 2 story wing and the grades 10, 11 and 12 were housed on an adjacent 2 story wing giving the school a strange tetris block look from overhead. There was two gyms for the school, simply because no one would have a regular gym class if 5 grades of students and classes had to share one. The high schoolers gym wasn't much different than the middle schooler's gym except it had the trophies and flags their school teams would win in competitions.

Josh went to the right heading for the boy's changing room, nodding to his teammates who waved at him as he entered the gym. Pushing open the door he was greeted to the familiar sounds and scents one would expect. The scent of various males floating in the air and just a small, unnoticed scent of arousal that nobody was comfortable enough to point out. Josh's friends were all talking about the nasty homework assignment their teachers were going to drop on them the weekend of Halloween as if it had never happened before. They looked at him as he entered the locker room and he joined in on the complaints. Just because he had no trouble with his scholastics does not mean he enjoyed doing them, especially during the one day of the year where you practically get a license to break the rules.

Josh had a nice plan for Halloween, he was going to go to Chuck's costume party that weekend with his girlfriend and have a great time getting drunk with his friends. Chuck had gotten a lot more popular once he started hanging out with Josh's little group of friends, losing his bully image after all and it was going to be pretty packed. Plus he was one of the few people to live in the rich area of town and have the house to himself that weekend and access to alcohol. Josh had been going out with Candy for about a month, her friend basically asked if he was single/interested and she set them up. Candy was a nice wolf, Josh liked her mostly because of her strong, outspoken nature how she wasn't afraid to tell him exactly what was on her mind. It made things go a lot easier for Josh even though they did fight occasionally they did work things out pretty quickly because of it.

As the colt stripped off his jeans and hoodie followed by his undershirt he couldn't help feeling like someone was watching him. Josh always felt this way when he changed in the locker room though and he shoved it to the back of his mind like he always did as he casually joked around with the team as they left. As he pulled on his practice uniform he noticed he and Preston, a boar from grade 11, were the only two left, the boar was seemingly taking his time. The colt had his back to the boar but he snuck in a peak every time he leaned over to put something on or pull something up. Preston wore a jockstrap unlike Josh who wore tighty whities but Josh could tell just by looking his jock was neither clean nor left anything to the imagination as the boar's bulge was quite visible until he shucked up his shorts which were baggy enough to hide it- wait, Josh thought, "Am I checking him out?!" the colt winced his eyes shut and went back to lacing up his shoes, finishing up and heading out the locker, soon to be followed by Preston.

The team consisted of 18 guys all of which were in grade 10 or higher. For practice the team would split into two groups of nine and one would go outside and practice while the others would stay inside. Since the team was usually split up based on social groups Josh headed to his friends as usual, Jerry the weasel who only joined the team because his friends did, Tom the Doberman who was more than eager to get into a full-contact sport which kind of worried his friends at how violent their friend was getting lately and then finally Chuck, the tiger who joined for the same reason Jerry did except mostly out of fear of being without friends again if he didn't.

They mostly took this small window to chat with the grade 11 group that liked to hang with them during practice, Preston and his 4 friends. Josh didn't know them all very well but him and his friends liked to find out what was coming in advance and they also liked to talk about who was throwing what party and when, it was a major social boon to have friends in the next grade after all. It didn't last long though until the coach blew his whistle and declared it was still warm enough for the teams to split up like they usually do and that Josh and Preston's group would be going outside today to practice.

The other group groaned but the coach shot them a glare that shut them up quickly enough, nobody liked to look the big croc straight in the eye after all since there weren't a lot of cold-blooded people in the small town. Josh and his friends ran out the doors quickly, knowing that if you took your time it only gave the coach more time to come up with tasks to do and nobody liked staying inside because it basically meant workouts. Which were fine, but if you had to choose between free playing and workouts it was definitely more fun to free play.

Since they weren't a professional team and had plenty of teammates to divide up the teams being a small town high school and all they had to alter the game a little for free play. Another reason the team liked to choose the same group every time is because it was easier to setup free play teams once and then use them for a few weeks before rearranging them. Jerry would sit out for the first part and one of Preston's friends would join their team to even things out.

Practice went on as usual today, nobody got seriously hurt or anything and Jerry even managed to use his small size to his advantage during one of their plays. Of course it only really could work in their version of rugby but everyone was still pretty impressed. Josh however couldn't seem to get passed Preston at all today. The boar seemed to be targeting the colt during every play which no one else seemed to notice at all, maybe it was just in Josh's head, he was the second strongest player on his team after all next to Preston's friends not to mention one of the fastest. Tactically speaking no one would question the reason behind it and it's not like the coach was able to call it since he was inside instructing workouts, but Josh got a feeling it was more than that, it was just practice after all.

Somehow Josh got pinned to the ground, the wind knocked out of him as the opposite team nailed him into the dirt forcing the colt to groan and the ball in his hands to fumble ahead. The guys rolled off him at what felt like the speed of light and snatched the ball, his team chasing after them. Josh was about to force himself up when he felt someone's weight still resting on top of him. At first Josh thought maybe someone might've gotten hurt but when he anxiously peered over his shoulder he could see Preston staring down at him with a look that spoke neither of pain nor fear. The boar was looking down at him with a strange predatory smile that Josh could not identify, "Dude w-what are you doing?" Josh asked, stuttering a little as he was still recovering from having the wind knocked out of him.

Preston leaned down and snorted in the colt's ear, taking a moment to truly enjoy the powerlessness of the stud below him. He was strong, he was a fast, he was popular and he was completely at the boar's mercy, it made Preston hard instantly and he let Josh know it by grinding his crotch against the colt's rump. Preston knew this entire thing was a bit of a gamble, if Josh freaked out he could get in a lot of trouble and lost commit social suicide at the same time. When Josh's eyes widened and he started struggling weakly, he quickly pushed more of his weight down on the colt, "Just relax, no one's looking right now, just enjoy it for a second." Preston instructed quietly to Josh, not caring if that the colt didn't stop wiggling, it just felt that much better when he felt his bulge since between the crevice of the colt's ass cheeks even with his shorts on.

Josh grunted softly as he struggled under Preston, mostly for show though since he knew he couldn't throw heavier male off of him in his current state. Josh looked forward and saw his friends were still running toward the opposite goal line, time seemed to slow down to a stand still as he felt the boar's bulge rubbing against and between his ass cheeks slow and purposefully. Josh couldn't describe how he felt as he was molested, it wasn't quite strange as it was a new feeling. The colt never thought about other males like this before despite hearing about gays and homosexuals all the time. Josh always assumed he was straight though, the young colt had a girlfriend after all and he did enjoy having sex with that dragoness in Chuck's basement that one time. Yet here he was, just laying there as the chubby boar ground his package into the colt's ass, he eventually stopped struggling too.

Preston smiled wide as the colt under him stopped struggling and stared straight ahead. He looked up and saw their team about to hit the goal and figured he had about 6 seconds before they would look back to check up on them. Leaning forward he quickly whispered, "Be the last one in the locker room after practice if you want more, little pony." He spanked the colt once before rolling off and doing everything in his power to will his raging boner down.

Josh was in emotional shock as he heard the boar's offer, nobody ever talked to the colt like that before. He was far too strong and popular for anyone to see a need to speak to him in a mocking or dominative way. Josh grunted and snapped back to reality when Preston's hand came down on his ass hard, looking up he saw Preston smiling down at him as if nothing happened. Not the way he was smiling before at all, but a normal smile, offering him a paw and helping him back on his feet. Josh reached back and readjusted his shorts due to Preston's humping, his sweat and the surprise of a half-hard boner sticking out against his shorts.

That day during the rest of practice Preston acted like it never happened at all, and in Josh's mind all he could think about was Preston now who seemed to completely ignore him now during plays when he could which was the only sign anything happened between them at all. By the time practice ended Josh was left wondering if anything had actually happened at all, was he crazy or was Preston? Josh decided that he could either stay in the locker room pretending to look busy and be the last one there and see where things went, or he could talk to the coach about what happened and probably get Preston into a lot of trouble.

Preston was impressed with himself to say the least, nobody saw anything and his plan went off perfectly, not to mention his acting was second to none as nobody seemed to notice how nervous and anxious he was to see if Josh would show up. However when it came time for practice to end and changing to begin he tried to steal a glance at Josh changing and saw the horse had already finished and left. This worried Preston, he knew if Josh told on him to anyone he could get into big trouble and probably be shunned by all his friends as some crazy homo rapist.

Thursday rolled around however and Preston was not called to the office, nor received any phone calls from any lawyers, nor any threats from Josh. This did little to ease the boar's mind after all, Josh came from a rich family, who knows what he had access to. Friday eventually came and practice went on as usual, aside from the chatter about this weekends party at Chuck's place. Josh was either just as good an actor as Preston or he blocked it out of his mind, Preston figured. Preston decided that it was time to call it on Josh, the handsome little colt was not interested, which he probably should have interpreted from the day before when he didn't show up. Preston let out a sigh as they headed for the changing rooms after practice, taking especially long today to finish his shower and change, maybe Tom would be more interested...

Preston finished stripping to head into the showers as everyone was already filing out, eager to get plans made for the party or Halloween in general. His short grey fur was matted and sweaty from the workout today, there were only a couple guys left in the shower when he arrived, Josh and Jerry. They were talking about Jerry's plan to get lucky at the party with his new girlfriend. Preston didn't feel like talking so he chose to hit the shower at the opposite corner of the room, turning on the hot water and trying to stop himself from stealing glances at the colt's tight, well toned ass as the water cascaded down it's fine white fur.

Preston snapped out of his daze when he realized Jerry had stopped talking and most likely left with Josh. The boar finished his shower fairly quickly once he was alone, wondering if maybe that dragon would still be at his dad's work if he went with him again as he wondered back into the locker room. When he got there he saw that Josh was just saying goodbye to Jerry as he left, phone in hand and apparently texting someone, still only wearing a towel from the shower.

Josh sat on the bench in only a towel, pretending to text his girlfriend as he waved Jerry away, noticing Chuck coming back. It took him awhile to finish and Jerry obviously wanted to leave with Josh so it wasn't easy playing it off so casually like he did, luckily Jerry was also in a hurry to meet up with his new girlfriend so he couldn't really wait either. Josh watched Preston sit down and start getting dressed, the boar was actually fairly well built, but being a boar he had a larger build with more weight to swing around.

After that day Josh could only think about Preston, how he acts, what he's like, how he looks, how big his package was, everything. He decided after a masturbating last night and thinking of the big boar grinding into him the day before that he was going to see just what the boar wanted. Of course deciding that then and deciding it now were two different things of course, even now he was pretending to text someone while glancing up at the boar getting dressed, watching his one chance slip through his fingers. The colt shook his head, he was no coward! He looked up hard and stared into the boar's forehead to avoid looking into those eyes as he watched the boar zip up his pants, "Uhh, hey Preston... that deal from a couple days ago, is it still on the table?" he tried to ask as non-chalant as possible without stuttering.

Preston looked up as he finished zipping up his pants, still not wearing a shirt as he heard the colt speak up suddenly. At first Preston didn't even register the meaning behind the young colt's words. Then his synapses began firing and he remembered that tight little ass squirming against his crotch and how Josh stopped resisting towards the end. Preston couldn't mask the look of surprise that crossed his face however but quickly sneered at the colt as he stood up and approached the boar. Josh began to ramble, clearly nervous "Look, Preston I don't want this getting around the school or anything and I don't know if I even liked it for sure, I just wanna se-" Preston interrupted him, already formulating a plan, "Sorry, Josh that deal expired two days ago when you didn't show up." the boar spoke flatly while on the inside he was as giddy as a school girl on a sugar high. Thankfully ever since that night with the strange dragon at his dad's work Preston had been looking at a lot of D/s related porn and had the kind of knowledge he needed to play Josh like a harp.

The boar couldn't help but feel good as the colt looked taken aback by that, clearly not used to being rejected, or perhaps due to the situation. It didn't matter, because before he could start getting defensive Preston interrupted him yet again, "Listen bud, this isn't the kind of thing I'd like to advertise either, at least not in high school anyway. Secondly we both saw that boner you got from it and the boner you're gettin' now just thinkin' about it." he said with a snort, pointing to the very much tented towel barely clinging around Josh's waist. The boar smirked at the colt as he looked down in surprise as if he didn't even know, his white furred cheeks a bright shade of red.

Preston approached Josh who looked like he was going to step back but then decided to stay still as the boar entered his personal space, pressing right up against the slightly shorter and smaller male making him blush even harder as they both felt their bulges rubbing against each other. Preston reached around the colt and firmly gripped Josh's tight ass in both palms of his hands, squeezing them through the towel making Josh gasp and grunt as he was pulled up against the taller male. Preston leaned down and whispered into Josh's ear "You sure you're ready for this? Once we start I ain't stopping 'till I'm finished with ya."

Josh shuddered as he felt the warm breath of the other male in his ear and those strong hands on his rump, never before had he felt so small, weak and effeminate before in his life. It didn't feel bad though, it felt safe and warm and bulge pressing up against his own was driving him wild. He gave his response by slowly kneeling down in front of Preston and reaching up for the boar's fly, unzipping his pants and tugging them down to his ankles, exposing the boar's dirty jock to the air just inches from his muzzle.

Preston smirked down at Josh as he kneeled, he felt good, damn good. There were no words for how he felt right now, powerful didn't quite cut it. Here was this athletic, popular and smart guy kneeling down before him and only one thing he could do came to mind. The boar gripped Josh by the back of his head and pressed his snout right up into his jock, grinding his hips against the other jock's face and staring down at him looking for any signs of disgust or fear. Preston could see a look of curiosity and passiveness in the colt's expression but not much else with his face buried into his crotch, those soft orange eyes looking up at him half-lidded, even as the boar directed his head between his legs and up against his taint.

Josh's legs were spread as he knelt before Preston, the incredibly powerful scent of musk flooding his head as his nose was pushed up against the boar's taint. Josh's mind seemed to turn off however, he couldn't seem to form an opinion one way or the other. All Josh could focus on was that he could feel his cock sticking out through the parted towel between his spread legs and leaking pre already and he hasn't even touched himself yet. Then he heard the boar's words in the haze, "Lick my taint, filly." and he blushed, it felt so good so far after all, so Josh experimentally stuck out his tongue expecting some god awful taste to flood his mouth, closing his eyes tightly. Then slowly opening them again as he found the taste to be rather pleasant. It was kind of salty but had no real taste besides that.

There the boar stood, gripping the young jock colt's head possessively and pushing his wet nose and tongue up against his taint. Slowly he reached down and pulled down his jock so his straining erect cock could flop out between Josh's ears, pre running down into that beautiful mane. Pulling the colt back, Preston watches as Josh pants for breath, tongue still lolled out. Aligning his cock to his new bitch's mouth he doesn't give Josh the time to close it or get ready, thrusting all 8 inches down the colt's throat. Preston smiled that predatory smile as he held Josh down on his member, trying not to roll his eyes back in bliss as the young jock gagged and jerked around on his member not ready for such a deep penetration and obviously no experience with deep throating. Preston could feel every muscle in the white colt's throat closing very tightly around his shaft and that hot, wet muscle of a tongue rubbing against the underside of his now dripping shaft.

The locker room was filled with the sounds of the suffocating, gagging colt, growing more and more desperate by the second before Preston pulled Josh's head almost all the way off his member. Aside from a few tears probably caused by the gagging reflex Josh didn't resist further once he could breathe again even with his first oral experience with another male being so rough. This time Preston thrusted his cock to the back of Josh's throat and held it for a brief second before pulling out, face fucking the colt nice and slow as he began to speak, "Mmf, yeah that's nice, Josh. More tongue though and we'll need to find ways to help you hold your breath longer." he said, pulling out of that surprisingly accommodating muzzle and cuffing the colt softly to the side of the head getting a whimper out of the jock.

Preston stared down and admired the sight of his pink shaft disappearing into the colt's muzzle over and over as he pumped his cock in and out of those soft lips. When the boar could feel the edge of his climax rising he whispered, "When I shoot you better swallow every drop, you little mare." Preston licked his lips as he watched the colt tense at his words but ultimately relax, Josh's cock was leaking pre onto the floor in a steady stream now.

Josh was lost in the haze of this new blissful feeling, the harsh words only serving the cement him in this strange mindset that made him feel oh so good. He could feel his cock twitching between his legs every time his nose was pulled into the boar's pubic fur even as he choked on that massive pole in his throat. For some reason he was scared that if he touched himself he'd cum too soon and ruin the moment, despite how humiliating the moment was.

Josh felt the boar's grip tighten suddenly and that hard, slick pole slide down his throat once more, but this time it pulsed hard and he could feel something hot spraying straight down into his belly. At first he couldn't stop himself from gagging on instinct and this being his first time fellating a male. The backed up cum dribbled from his lips and hung in his muzzle as he struggled to relax and allow the rest to fill his gut. Josh practically convulsed as he shuddered from the feeling of taking another male's seed down his throat, swallowing the boar's load like some cheerleader slut.

While Josh was far too busy focusing on not choking to death on the boar's spunk he could still feel his own orgasm coming, his large equine shaft pointing straight up and firing several jets of warm horse spunk directly onto Josh's own chin and chest before splattering on the ground in a pool between his legs and dripping from his chin in large globs. Josh felt Preston's grip loosen despite the boar's muscles still flexed and rippling from an intense orgasm, he was smiling down at the colt with that strange predatory smile that made Josh blush.

Once Preston felt like he unloaded all he could into his new bitch's stomach he slowly pulled his cock free from that cum drenches colt jock and wiped himself off on Josh's muzzle who sat their obediently looking up and waiting. Once his cock was adequately the boar pulled his pants back up and finished getting dressed. When he was fully clothed he turned back and saw Josh still sitting on the floor, seemingly in a daze, "Relax bud, I'll take good care of you and your perverted needs from now on. Now go clean up, yer filthy. Tomorrow I wanna see you at the party dressed up in something sexy, I'm sure you'll find a way to get away from your girlfriend for 15 minutes or so, right?", he said, not really asking as he was already slinging his book bag over his shoulder and heading out the door as the colt finally began to stand.

As Preston left the locker room he couldn't explain how wonderful he felt. It was so weird, his plan went off without a hitch and Josh even seemed to like it. The boar began to wonder if maybe every guy had a little bitch inside him just waiting to be "taken care of", it was a risky game of course but he could not deny the payoff now that he experienced it. Josh was his bitch now, no two ways around it, and the boar was going to enjoy that fact thoroughly throughout the school year, maybe even longer.

Josh's mind seemed to be frozen as he shucked off his towel and headed for the showers to clean his and Preston's cum off of himself. The colt had just sucked off another guy- no it was definitely more than a blow job. Josh was Preston's bitch, the colt couldn't deny how he felt about the boar anymore and he didn't want to. Even as the hot water warmed his body he found his hands roaming to his crotch to rub and tug at his member, thoughts of him on his knees worshipping that boar's sweaty body and what would happen at the party tomorrow sending him into a second orgasm.

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John came home from work that Saturday. The large built dragon looked a little irritated or frustrated even as he disappeared into the gym for most of the day. Natalie eventually came down during the night to find him sleeping on one of the mats, most likely after a long hard workout. Natalie remembered that her husband would do this every time something bad happened at work, usually a lost deal or something generally out of the dragon's control.

It didn't matter, she nudged John's shoulder and woke him up with a smile on her face and a calm voice that said she had a request for him, "I need you to go pick up Josh from Chuck's party, he's late and I have work related dinner plans tonight and can't risk getting involved with that little devil tiger. Please hun~?" she whined and pouted making John roll his eyes and grunt as he got back up onto his feet.

John was only wearing his standard cotton shorts and tank top since he was working out and nodded to his wife who pecked his cheek and gleefully ran to her car promising to take him out to dinner tomorrow night. John looked out across the street and saw that the loud music had died down and the crowd had long since thinned out at Chuck's place. The dragon figured his son must have had one too many and crashed somewhere.

John encountered the usual sights might one see at a party that was in it's winding down phase. Most of the people that did not have rides home were asleep either on the floor or the couches, the dragon was a little taken aback by the Halloween costumes. Seems the females all had theme involving showing off the most flesh and then simply putting on some plastic horns or a tail (If they didn't already have one) while the males seemed to dress up as overly macho celebrities.

Then John heard a strangely familiar voice in the form of a groan. Rolling his eyes he figured the little colt was probably puking his guts up in the bathroom nearby. Walking up the stairs he cracked open the door just to be sure and instead he saw what appeared to be a two guys fucking some poor mare girl who had one too many on the bathroom floor. She didn't seem to mind however though with the muffled moans coming out around that dog's cock. Strange, John thought, the girl's voice was a little deep and it sounded a lot like Josh.

The dragon shook his head and closed the door, failing to recognize the familiar looking boar, most likely because Preston was facing away from the bathroom door to breed his newest bitch and his friend was far too inebriated to notice someone peeking in while his friend's bitch who just happened to be some jock kid one year below them fawned over his dick like the mare he dressed up as might do. John knew his son wasn't gay and if he was he knew his son would have no problem coming out about it in his household.

Instead, John headed to Chuck's room, deciding that maybe the tiger would know where his son was. Upon entering he saw the young tiger sprawled out across his bed, unconscious and snoring loudly. John entered the bedroom and approached the sleeping beauty, looking down with a smirk at the adorable tiger until his gaze settled on Chuck's crotch which was bulging out obscenely. John looked around the bedroom cautiously for a minute before blushing to himself and kneeling down beside the bed in between Chuck's legs. Quietly the large dragon's nimble claws worked those shorts down, Chuck went dressed as a foot ball player for this party it seemed.

The massive adult dragon took a moment to admire Chuck's young, yet large cock. John watched as a bead of pre formed at the slit and rolled down the underside of the smooth shaft, disappearing into the pubic fur of the young man's balls. As John leaned forward to take the head into his maw he felt a sharp claw slap down on his flank, making him grunt and whip around to see who it was. There behind him stood a curious looking fox who had spanked the large dragon, claws digging into his hide through his shorts. The dragon wasn't quite sure what was gonna happen, was he gonna get reported for molesting a minor? "I won't tell if you don't." the dragon suddenly heard.

John sighed but figured the kid would be far too drunk to remember who he was in the future if they ever met again anyway and returned to taking Chuck's cock back into his maw. As he did he reached back and grabbed the waist of his own shorts and pulled them down his rump and to his knees, exposing his firm, scaled rump and slit to the horny young fox behind him. John heard a loud slapping noise followed by a few shouts coming from the bathroom he checked out earlier and figured the mare was getting a few harsh lessons on sucking dick, making him chuckle a little at how similar their circumstances were.

The dragon took Chuck's dick to the base in his maw easily, the shaft slipping down his throat with expert skill, even as the drunk fox took full advantage of his presented slit without a second thought. He could feel that hot, wet dick slipping in and out of him and that nicely sized knot popping passed his genital slit on every thrust making him moan around the tiger's cock. Suddenly John's mouth was filling up with something warm and salty but far too much and too soon to be cum, thankfully John was also now experienced in this too.

Often time Chuck would be too lazy to go all the way upstairs during their workouts together and would simply go inside one of the dragon's orifices. John didn't enjoy swallowing the tiger's piss at first, it was merely the feeling he got out of not being able to say no. The older dragon got off on being nothing but a urinal/cock sheath to the tiger to piss and cum in or on as he needed. So when the unconscious tiger began to piss inside the warm mouth enveloping his cock, John almost instinctively began to gulp it down. He could hear the fox behind him groan in disgust followed by a few nasty comments which only made John blush in shame even more. Despite the fox's disgust his thrusts did not slow down however and soon the large dragon was bouncing up against the bed from the force of the younger male's thrusts making it difficult for him to swallow all of the piss, some of it splashing onto his tank top and scales.

Eventually the flow ended and the tiger occasionally let out a satisfied sounding grunt or appraising comments like "That's a good bitch~ Mmm, right to the base..." and the like making John shudder as he was praised. The room began to full with the sloppy sounds of the large dragon's maw fawning over the unconscious tiger's crotch and the fox's hips slapping up against those firmly scaled hips, the vulpine knot making a slick popping noise each time it spreads the massive dragon's dripping slit open.

Finally the fox came to an abrupt end inside the dragon, suddenly jack hammering that knot in and out at a fast pace making John groan as his sensitive lips rolled across that knot of flesh that was just big enough to go in and out without causing either of them much discomfort. John could feel the young todd's cum shooting inside his slit and flooding around his flaccid, but dripping member inside of him. The dragon could also hear it squirting out between his legs as his slit was overfilled and the rest was forced out around the fox's knot.

When the fox managed to recover from his orgasm and catch his breath he pulled out of the dragon's slit with a wet pop and then pulled up his own shorts, leaving the room and closing the door behind him, locking it with a soft click. The dragon was still blushing as he felt the cool air on his scaled rump and could feel the stranger's cum dripping between his legs in thick globs onto the floor. John's eyes widened suddenly though as Chuck's body suddenly tensed and jerked and his maw was filled with warm, feline spunk. Closing his eyes he began to swallow it down in large, audible gulps, feeling it going down his throat as jet after jet shot into his muzzle.

When Chuck finished emptying his balls into John's maw the dragon pulled off, pulling the tiger's pants back up and tucking him. Pulling up his own shorts the dragon winced a little as each step forced more fox spunk out of his slit making his shorts wet. Wiping off any cum that he couldn't swallow onto a towel the dragon made his way out of the house. The dragon figured that his son must have left with his friends or his girlfriend all of which were not currently present. As the dragon passed by the upstairs bathroom he could still hear the grunts and moans of the two boys and even the mare despite it being a little muffled followed by the occasional smacking sound of a love tap. John began to think it sounded a little rough to be just sex at first but when he reached for the knob he heard the strangely familiar voice of the mare begging for more and chuckled, turning around and leaving the building.

When John got home he did try to call Josh on his cell phone but as expected it was turned off. He left a message about how he's probably grounded for not giving his parents notice he would be gone for the night and then John went to the bathroom to shower off the workout from earlier and the fox's spunk out of his slit. John found out the hard way that Terrance did not enjoy sloppy seconds and he did not want to get edged all day long again or left in the executive bathroom over night. Well... a part of him did, but mostly he just wished he could get that glorious reptile's huge cock back inside of him, stretching him out in all the right places while somehow keeping the big dragon in line. John found he was fingering his slit in the tub just thinking about work the next day and coming home to his wife and Chuck after work. John smiled blissfully as he reached orgasm in the shower, finally. The dragon may not be on 'top' of the world but he doubted he would ever mind in the slightest thanks to Chuck and Terrance.