Sleepover
Disclaimer: About to encounter some naughty and possibly vulgar sexual acts in word form, if you're not legally able to or just don't like the content of the story back out now or risk looking like a doofus when you make a nasty comment.
-CV Sleepover-
-Story by TwistedDragon-
-Characters copyright TwistedDragon-
"He's here!", Skip shouted happily after he heard the generic 'Ding-dong!' of the doorbell he had so eagerly been awaiting for the past half-hour. His best friend and desk mate Jake was coming to sleep over at his house. The slender dragon wore only a pair of automotive themed pajama bottoms and a pair of similarly themed undies as he bolted from the living room sofa to answer the door, quickly yanking it open to save precious fun time for later. Standing on the other side of the door to greet him a small lizard boy giggled, holding a small duffelbag over his shoulder with a strap, stuffed with his belongings. He too wore pajamas, but he decided to go all out with the tops and bottoms and a sea creatures theme. "Hi!", said Jake in a perky tone, the two boys were so enthralled with their little sleepover they didn't even notice their mother's chatting above them, Jake's mother exchanging her son's proper bedtime and snack info with Skip's. Whilst the two mothers spoke the two boys quickly scurried away, little Jake turning for a moment to wave and call out to his mother, "Night momma! Love you!" before giggling and getting tugged into the dragon's room to unpack.
Back in Skip's room Jake dumped the contents of his duffelbag out across the floor, jingling and clattering as toy cars and video games went sliding across the floor along with a change of clothing for tomorrow. The little dragon quickly shuffled through all the titles till coming to one, pulling it out of the pile he exclaimed, "Mario Kart, sweet! Wanna play?" "Sure!", responded Jake, the two scalie boys quickly fumbled their way over the remaining junk to Skip's small TV cart. It only supported a small 13" TV, but it was color and that was plenty good enough for the two of them, especially considering last time he only had a clicky-knob black and white set. While Skip shoved the cartridge in Jake unraveled the controllers, making them flop and clack around on the floor a few times before he plugged them in, passing the first player controller to Skip, as it was his room. "Wish mom would get dis one for me, she says wait till my birf'day though.", Skip said with a bit of a scrunched up muzzle, flipping the switch on the console before the two proceeded to play and zone out in front of the set.
An hour passed before Skip's mother injected herself in front of the TV, effectively breaking trance the game had on the two. Both whined in unison, their thumbs leaping for the pause buttons on their controllers as she shook a particular pink bottle in front of their faces, "C'mon boys, bath time, I got bubbles!" Any reservations the two felt about the bath were washed away with the sight of that pink bottle, the two scrambled to their footpaws and sprinted toward the bathroom, the eager lizard stripping himself of his pajama top along the way.
In the bathroom the two were greeted with a tub packed to the rim with pink bubbles, just beckoning the two to hop in. With a quick strip the two boys hopped in, making little bubble free zones around their entry points, the two giggling and repacking the bubbles until they clung to their sides. Jake giggled and squirmed his legs about as Skip did the same, kicking soft glancing blows to each other's legs until Jake's footpaw slide across something that made Skip jump and scoot back an inch or two. The lizard giggled a bit and tilted his head, "What's wrong?" Before Skip could protest Jake's head disappeared under the water, the little lizard using his second pair of eyelids to escape the sting of the soap. After a moment of searching Jake's head popped back out of the water, carrying with it a plume of bubbles, "Your wiener's huge!" he exclaimed. Skip's blush deepened as he keep his eyes glued to the bubbles, brushing up against his boyhood was bad enough, but for some reason knowing his friend saw it and now was talking about it made him feel tense inside, unlike most boys his age Skip had discovered the world of touching and fondling all on his own and was rather versed in private sessions of it. The dragon stuttered and rubbed his neck as he felt his member grow erect beneath the water, "W-well.. your's isn't?.." he asked, up until this point he only assumed all boys were like himself down there. Jake just shook his head and quickly stood up out of the water, fingers reaching down to spread his genital slit. "Nu-uh, dis is what everyone's got, me, Petey, Jack 'n Davey", said Jake while reaching in and pulling out his average boyhood, red, slick and moist like the inside of his slit. "Y..you seen all of their's?" Skip muttered. Jake just gave a bit nod, "Mhmm!"
Image after image of his friends popped into his head, thinking about just what they all must look like. His mind was on auto pilot now, he couldn't stop thinking about them all. Even as the tip of his thick uncut boyhood broke the surface of the water and pressed through the bubbles he seemed oblivious to it's advance, too infatuated with the dirty thoughts that currently filled his young head and caused his cock to react in the first place. Only once Jake broke the silence did Skip snap out of it, blinking in a bewildered expression as his friend spoke, "Betcha my weiner can fit in your weiner's hole." Before he could react Jake had already advanced toward him and grabbed ahold of Skip's broad cockhead with his slender reptilian paws, holding it steady as he held his flaccid boyhood and worked on stuffing it down inside the drooling slit with the thumb and fingers of his right paw, giggling at the squishiness, "Hehe, it's fittin'!" All the little dragon could do was bite his lip and go along with the sensations until Jake decided to pull out. He didn't want to say it but all of this was exciting him. To see someone else's boyhood dock in his own like that, even if it was small and soft like Jake's, was so strange but pleasing. With his slit just slightly stretched and inflamed from the naughty play Jake pulled back, pulling his boyhood out with a thin coating of his friend's pre before tucking the gooey organ back in his cozy genital pocket.
"Boys?" Skip's mother called out, "Undies are on the bed for when you two get out okay?" Jake piped up in his ever perky tone, "Yes ma'am!" As soon as Skip got his whits about him he managed to blurt, "T-thanks ma'!" Skip began to crawl his way out of the tub and onto the shag bathmat, his member still poised painfully erect against his smooth chest, "C'mon, lets get dry." Jake nodded and followed suit, slipping out and wrapping up in one of the towels left for them by Skip's mother. Once both had dried their scales well they made their way back to Skip's bedroom to slip on their briefs. Jake had no trouble slipping on his white briefs, adorned with small Transformers decals and red seams. Skip on the other hand could only manage to tuck away his sac, forced to stay exposed to his friend thanks to his current condition. "You okay?..." asked Jake, he didn't think a thing of the giant foot and a half long member jutting out from his friend's undies. Skip put on his best cheerful face and giggled, nodding his head, "I'm cool! Lets get in bed so we dun get in trouble." Truth be told the little dragon only wanted to hide himself, but if anything he didn't want his friend to feel uncomfortable. Sure what happened in the tub was weird but he was already trying to forget it. Jake laid out his sleeping back on the floor next to Skip's captain's bed while Skip himself hopped up in bed and quickly pulled his cozy quilt over his pride, turning on his side so he wouldn't tent the fabric when his mother came in. Once the two were settled in the thirty-something dragoness came in to wish the two of them a goodnight and sweet dreams, while still reminding them not to stay up late chatting. The two nodded in agreement, both giving cheery smiles, "G'night!"
As soon as Skip's mother was out of earshot the two snickered and began to chit-chat back and forth until their eyelids grew heavy. Once he stopped getting a response from his friend the little dragon knew he was out cold, "Finally." he thought, he loved talking with his buddy but even he was wanting to get some sleep after the night they had. Skip yawned and rested his head on his pillow, taking all of five seconds for the little dragon's eyes to drift shut and send him off to sleep.
As the night went on the Skip tossed and turned, finally resting on his back with his large finally flaccid boyhood hanging over his hip as it slowly began to throb. Swells of growth would roll up the length of his member, increasing it's length and girth as the night went on. Nearly an hour after he had began to sleep his briefs surrendered to the slow but powerful swelling of his heavy orbs with cotton threads quietly popping one by one until his briefs tore with a violent rip, spilling his entire giant sac out between his widely spread thighs, managing to coax a small whine from the nearly comatose dragon. Another hour would pass and his boyhood would have grown enough to begin slinking down the side of the bed, drawn along by it's own growing weight as more and more was pushed over the edge, the bowling ball sized head resting upon the floor silently near the lizard's half curled paw. Jake slept contently on his back through all this, comically sprawled out across the top of his sleeping bag clad only in his form fitting undies. Feeling the wet warmth of Skip's cumslit smear against his fingers the young lizard flicked his paw away only to let it fall back against the thick spongy head. With a slow yawn of the cumslit his slender fingers fell in and like a venus flytrap the slit slid shut, oozing precum to lubricate his scaly paw as the giant length began to grow and advance up his arm.
Skip's peaceful expression turned to one of discomfort as his friend's smooth scaly arm was enveloped by his gargantuan maleness, creeping around his elbow and continuing up over Jake's undefined bicep, still covered in a thin smoothing layer of babyfat like the rest of him. The lizard began to mumble and tug on his arm as the tension on it began to build, stirring him from his peaceful rest. Jake blinked and lazily flopped his head over to see just what was tugging on his arm, giving it another test tug as his eyes began to focus, just to see if he could dislodge it. Slowly the gulping, sucking head of Skip's cock came into focus and even then Jake couldn't bring himself to believe was he was seeing. Nothing he saw even looked real, he had to be dreaming, "Since when did those things do that?" he thought to himself. After nearly fifteen seconds of watching he couldn't risk it any longer, dream or not this wasn't right! With a frenzied series of pulls the lizard tried to free himself, Skip's boyhood staying steadfast to it's task by inching closer. Jake whimpered and clenched his eyes shut as he tried and tried to free his arm unsuccessfully. Just as he prepared to scream he felt a moist fold clamp over his muzzle tip, causing the young lizard to freeze and force his eyes open. Jake gasped and screamed at the sight of Skip's giant cockhead wrapped around both his shoulder and his muzzle. Yet with all the panicked screaming the room was nearly silent, Jake's cries muffled by the thick spongy flesh surrounding his muzzle.
Skip whimpered and clutched his blankets tightly in his paws as his cock stretched it's slit awkwardly around Jake's head and shoulder, the moist passage reddened and inflamed from the somewhat rough entry of Jake's body. The once peacefully sleeping dragon squirmed and writhed his hips about as he dug his head into the soft down pillow it rested on, groaning weakly into the room as his boyhood worked to stretched itself around and consume the small lizard in it's slimy clutches. Jake's body flipped and flailed about on the floor as he tried to find something to grab onto, to bang, to make noise with, something that would possibly provide him respite from his unknown fate inside Skip's organ. His paws could find nothing withen reach, his furious struggles only managing to rustle his nylon sleeping bag and jingle the zipper's pull tab about as voracious member stretched it's lips around his other shoulder, eliciting a growl from behind Skip's tightly clenched teeth.
The cock's advancing 'maw' made Jake's right arm become increasingly useless as it claimed one joint and the next, the boy's paw clenching and waving about helplessly as his elbow was claimed. The poor lizard, tired from struggling, finally came to rest on his belly or at least as close as he could come now that he was navel deep in Skip's cock. The distinctly half-cub shaped distention along the underside of the dragon's maleness whimpered and rocked pitifully in a half-hearted squirm. It was dank, hot, and tight inside his friend's member, and thanks to the current hour pitch dark. Even the cold blooded little lizard was finding the heat and moisture unbearable, draining his strength faster and faster the longer he was exposed to it. He was finding it hard to breathe what air he was given, taking in the occasional gob of precum and choking as it stuck to his airways, leaving him even weaker than before.
Skip grunted and mumbled as his cock continued to take in Jake gulp by tedious gulp, slowly dragging the weak lizard up his udulating urethra as the minutes slowly dragged by. The well stretched slit slowly enveloped Jake's multicolored cotton clad bottom, the red seamed undies disappearing between the two halves of Skip's broad helmet. Just that moment Skip tensed and growled as Jake seemed to regain his determination, using the last of his energy to kick his legs and whip about his tail franticly. To try, if anything, to make it harder for Skip's boyhood to finish him off. While it did seem to slow the giant cock's advances the sluggish and downright stubborn strength of the dragon's member prevailed, forcing his slender thighs together as they were eased into it's 'maw' for leisurely consumption.
From there on the natural taper of the boy's smooth thighs helped draw him in further and bring him in up to his knees, both easily engulfed by the cock's slippery lips, bringing the last of his kicking to an end. Jake's hindpaws clenched and pivoted with his ankles just outside the cock's lips, one at either corner of the widely stretched orifice, belying Jake's frustration and pitiful sulking inside the giant member. With a powerful gulp Skip's member tugged on the frail lizard's body once more, smoothly drawing in all but six slender inches of Jake's nearly prehensile tail. Whipping about and coated in slime the slender tail painted Skip's cocktip with a thin coating of precum, curling about and stroking across the surface desperately in search of something, anything to grab onto before it too was pulled in with a gooey 'shlurk'.
With Jake fully housed in his member the sleeping Skip's face settled into one of relief and contentment, snuggling under his covers comfortably if only for a moment. Once again his member lurched to life, causing the small dragon to whimper as his friend was pulled down deeper into his loins. Skip grit his teeth and growled loudly, arching his hips toward the ceiling as left paw first entered his deepest depths, the rest of his weak body following suit as it did when he was first gobbled up by the voracious cock. Slowly Skip's left orb began to swell with the lizard's presence, each 'gulp' bringing another unconscious thrust from his slender hips and a sharp growl from his lips. The covers between Skip's legs would rise as Jake was deposited in his friend's tight left testicle, forced to curl up to fit. Jake, who had been blind of his surroundings since he first forced to enter the giant cock, could only imagine what surrounded him. Tight, unbearbly hot, and musky to no end. If it wasn't for his reptilian nature and a fine coating of Skip's spunk he'd be sweating himself to death in here. He pressed out against the flesh gently, far too disheartened to put up a fight like he had been earlier, and called out, "S-skip?... Sk-kip?... Please... lemme out..." With what little space he could move his paws he tried to claw at the slick, gooey surfaces that surrounded him, but his rounded and polished claw tips only slid smoothly across the spongy flesh, leaving him to whimper.
As the gooey fluid around him lapped higher and higher at his sides he could feel himself growing weak, wanting to fall back into the spunk and give in. It was hot and uncomfortable but it could've been worse, at least it didn't hurt, he just felt sleepy and increasingly moist. After a few moments of staring into darkness the lizard sighed softly and gave into the warmth, letting it soak him to the bones, "It really doesn't feel bad when you relax..." With that thought Jake drifted off peacefully, quietly passing out as Skip's hungry boyhood claimed him for it's own.
Morning came with a stream of sunlight through Skip's window, the glint of the morning sun reflecting off his television set to light his face. Skip groaned and scrunched his muzzle as he stirred, stretching out his limbs before going limp in the bed, slowly bringing a smile to his face as he sat face up in the bed. "Ahh... Jake? Hey, you u-" Skip cut himself off as he looked over to see Jake's sleeping bag a mess with no Jake to be seen. He looked around for a moment and shrugged, "Baf'room I guess..." With a soft whiny grunt Skip winced, feeling a slight twinge in his balls. He usually felt pent up in the morning but not this bad, "Must'a been Jake's weiner stuffin'..." he said with a grumpy little face. He pulled back the covered and shot back an inch or two at the size of his sac, it looked as if it was smuggling two softballs, maybe even bigger he thought, they even tore his undies! Viens along the surface were raised and pulsing from the pressure inside along with his member, while only slightly bigger than usual, looked as if it was gonna pop at any moment. "Jake or momma could walk in anytime..." he thought, "But dis hurts." he said out loud before attempting to grab his shaft.
With the sudden flood of pleasure bursting it's way into his tiny body Skip tensed and cried out for a moment, quickly tightly shutting his lips and pausing his stroking. Even just sitting there with his paw on his shaft felt so incredible, pulses of pleasure pushed and pushed into his body, running up his spine and out to his extremities, it felt ten times better than when he was stuck at his grandparents' house and couldn't finish up for a week! With a shaky paw he slowly began to stroke again, shuddering and quivering with each intense bolt of pleasure, only including his other paw in the fun once he felt he wouldn't just cum right then and there from the added sensation. His tightly clenched lips were all that kept him from alerting his mother and ruining his fun. "Mm..MMPH!" he cried through his lips, panting soon after as he paused once again. He had only gotten half a dozen strokes in so far and that was only because he was actively trying to fight the urge to cum, he could feel it pressing at the very beginning of his urethra, urging him to just let go. With a few puffs of heated breath he gripped his boyhood tight and went all out, his quivering arms barely keeping ahold of his cock as he completed one stroke and then two. He wanted to continue to the third but he couldn't, he clenched his paws tight around the sides of his cock and let out a muffled scream as his cock spontaneously erupted with a plume of seed to his face. The thick goo spread and splattered all across his face and neck, the excess cascading across his headboard and parts of his wall. With cum dripping from his eyelashes and in his gaping muzzle he gasped in astonishment before slamming his muzzle shut in preparation for the coming blast, the second hitting him again, as did the third, gallons of his thick seed clinging to his chest and wall with barely any runoff.
Just as the fourth began to enter his cock the flow came to a rough painful halt, Skip clenched his teeth and whimper as what felt like a ball of sandpaper blocked tremendous flow. His cock and balls jerked, flexing as they tried to clear the blockage. The object slid up a bit with the third jerk and again with the fifth. Skip growled in pain the more it moved, the pressure behind the blockage growing and growing as more cum was pumped in behind it. Just as he thought he'd never get to finish the little dragon suddenly felt the object dislodge and the pressure release, all withen a fraction of a second. Before he could even begin to sigh his cock erupted in another column of cum, this time a firm wet gob smacked him in the face and spread across his eyes temporarily blinding him. Again and again the copious dragon seed coated his face. Only after nearly a minute of this did his climax begin to deminish, the weak yet still voluminous columns spilled out over his chest and belly, running off onto his bed as he finally released his member, using his right paw to peel the obstruction to his eyes away as he used the other to lean back on. After a moment of staring he reached up and used both paws to unfurl the object, blinking in shock at the pair of Transformers underwear he held in his paws. "W-wha... h-how di-..." he stuttered as he stared, trying to come up with some kind of explanation. It was at that moment he could see tiny green specs, glistening almost like sparkles in his cummy mess. "Did Jake put sparkles in there when we were supposed to be sleeping?" he thought just before his door opened, his mother peeking her head in with her eyes closed for just a moment, "Honey, you seen J-... Jake?..." Greeted with the scene of her boy erect in his bed and he, no his entire corner of the room covered in cum all she could do was freeze and stare slack jawed at the giant mess. Skip was nearly as shocked and frozen as she was. As the pieces slowly began to fall into place in his brain he stared back at his mother before slowly turning his head toward the cum soaked underwear in his still trembling paws as the effects of his orgasm still pumped through his body, "Y-you mean... J-Jake... isn't... in the baf'room?..."
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