The Park Incident
A tasty commission from the talented Draconicon. Many thanks!
The Park Incident
This story was commissioned by
The Park Incident By Draconicon
Anshire Park was one of the few public areas that allowed fire dragons on its grounds, and as a result walking its paths had become part of Dar'Shir's daily routine. The red and orange dragon found the place calming and peaceful, and the rare feeling of being trusted in a place filled with trees and other flammable things was a real joy.
Of course, being a fire dragon he still attracted looks from other visitors. He didn't encounter many, as Anshire Park was still heavily forested and the paths wound their way around the trees, but everyone gave his smoking nostrils a glare before moving on. Every time someone shot him a dirty look he had to fight the urge to set the seat of their pants on fire. The only reason he hadn't was because he'd never be allowed back if the fire got out of control. With few places allowing him entry as it was, he wasn't going to do anything that would tempt them to throw him out.
Thankfully his self control was only tested on the rare occasion he ran into someone. With the paths running in all different directions, and the woods in the park being so thick, the chances of running into more than one person was slim. Even when someone did come down the path, the curving nature of the paved ground meant that they were out of sight in a matter of seconds.
And that was just the way that Dar'Shir liked it. The less time he had to deal with dirty looks, the less temptation he had to give them a fiery 'look' of his own.
His favorite part of the park were the clearings. They were placed sporadically through the park, circular areas about thirty feet across to let in the sunlight and littered with benches. The dragon loved to take a seat on one of them, lean back, and enjoy the feeling of sunlight on his scales. It meant leaving the isolation of the paths, but his smoky breath kept people from settling around him anyway. For good or ill, at least their bias was good for something.
Dar'Shir huffed a few lines of smoke into the air as a Dalmatian male jogged past. With the usual glance of distaste, the dog disappeared around the corner. The dragon shook his head.
"Ass...Got a nice one, though."
He chuckled, blowing a stream of smoke through the already present rings. It distorted the shape enough to make it look like the jogger's tight rump, though only if one was generous. Still chuckling, he swiped his hand through the smoke, fanning it away.
Maybe I should...nah. Who am I kidding? he thought with a sigh. The Dalmatian wouldn't be interested in anything with a dragon. Just gonna be another night with my hand. Again.
His grin was gone. Rubbing his forehead, he slumped against the bench. The attitude against fire dragons worked against him at every turn. Yeah, they liked fire. So what? It didn't mean they were going to burn down the city. He slapped the bench, gritting his teeth as he took a few deep breaths. He needed to calm down or he was going to start breathing more than smoke.
As he started to calm down, he heard someone walking down the path. The footsteps were light, almost like listening to a fox treading on grass. I swear, if I get another dirty look... he thought as he turned his head.
It was a human. Of all things, it was a human. They were a minority species in the city and tended to keep to their own neighborhoods rather than wandering around. It generally didn't end well for them when they wandered.
Though this human looked like he could handle himself, admittedly. He was almost six feet tall and his limbs were thin but ropey with muscle. He was midway between pale and tanned, and wore tighter clothes than Dar'Shir was used to seeing. They emphasized everything that was covered up, showing them off to the point where nudity might show less, in the dragon's opinion.
Rather than walking on like most people, the human stopped. His eyes - a fairly startling sky sapphire color - flicked up and down Dar'Shir's body in a bold, almost possessive way. Despite the flattering nature of it, the dragon folded his arms over his chest and growled.
"You want something?"
"Nah, not really. I'm just enjoying the view."
The dragon rolled his eyes as the human plopped down next to him on the bench. The human glanced at him.
"You don't mind, do you?"
"Free park."
"Glad to hear we think the same way."
Shrugging, Dar'Shir closed his eyes and tried to ignore the human's presence. Even though he was more polite than most anthros the dragon had run across, he didn't want company. However, he couldn't tell the human to leave without a real reason, and he didn't have one.
So how was he going...to...
Strange. A new smell slipped in with the smell of earth and trees. It was sort of sweaty and salty, with a bit of bitterness swirled in. He sniffed several times, trying to pin down what it was. His eyes and nose scrunched up, each breath making it feel more familiar.
"You smell that?"
"Oh, you like it?"
"What, some cologne of yours?"
"HA! I've never heard crotch musk called that before."
Dar'Shir's eyes whipped open. He looked down and saw the human was jerking off. The guy's shorts were pulled down to his knees, his cock in one hand and his balls in the other. But...they weren't human. The cock came out of a sheath, and the balls were big and furry.
"What. The. Fuck?"
"Hmm? Is there a problem?"
"Uh, yeah. Two of 'em. You're flashing your dick at me and it sure as hell ain't a human dick."
"Hmm?" The human looked down. "Oh. Damn, it didn't work."
Dar'Shir slid to the other side of the bench, his eyes flicking towards the path. Nobody else could be seen, and so far the human was acting weird rather than dangerous. Maybe he should just leave him alone. Then again...
He shook his head, realizing that the human was still jerking off. Tanned hands continued going up and down an inhuman cock, and the smell grew stronger. It was biting, sharp and pungent as it filled his nose. He groaned, shaking his head to try and displace it, but it only got stronger the more that the 'human' stroked himself.
"Heh, go on. Take a deep breath."
"Get away from me."
"Hmm, no, I don't think I'll be doing that."
"Then -"
"Sit down."
He only made it an inch above the bench before sitting down again. He blinked in shock before turning his head. The human didn't grin, didn't smirk. If anything, he looked resigned as his hand continued its slow up and down movement. With every stroke, that strong musky scent in the air demanded more attention.
Despite his distaste for the human's actions, it was all Dar'Shir could do to hold back. The idea of getting up and leaving was still on his mind, but when he tried to pull himself to his feet, all of his energy disappeared, replaced with a desire to join the human in a bit of fun. He groaned, huffing a few smoky breaths to try and dispel the strange scent and thoughts, but it only drew more of that musk into his nose. With each new breath, he found his thoughts drifting further apart, and he struggled to keep a train of thought.
Asshole is...jerking off...Why aren't I...leaving...
He didn't know. There was something wrong with just watching when a guy was jerking off, wasn't there? Even though he was gay, he wasn't interested in that stuff. Didn't think of...of people jerking off in public as being braver or...more open than him...
Where did that thought come from? He shook his head but it remained. He would have done the same thing, at some point. He just didn't have the confidence to do it now...or...He shook his head. So hard to think.
He realized that his eyes were locked on the human's cock. As he started to look away, the human grabbed him by the chin.Strange, he thought as it pulled him closer. I thought the human was tanned, not gray...
The thought was forgotten as his nose pressed against a furry ballsac. He groaned, breathing in another lung-full of that heady musk. The human's hand on the back of his head held him in place, forcing breath after breath into his body, and after a few seconds he felt...different. Lighter, as if something had been left behind. The dragon shuddered as he gradually relaxed, his tail swaying back and forth in a gentle motion.
"That's it, dragon. Just keep taking it in. It'll seem just right for you in a few minutes."
Seem just right? Was there something wrong with this? A part of him felt like there was, but it faded away before he could think about it. It was probably nerves, like he felt about not jerking off in the park before. Nothing reasonable there, just being nervous.
Still, it felt strange to have his face in another guy's crotch and only sniffing it. Shouldn't he be doing something? He was right on the edge of knowing what it was, but -
"Open your mouth, dragon. There's something in front of you that needs sucking."
That was it. How did he forget that? The dragon smiled as he opened his mouth, flicking his tongue over the cock tip before pulling it into his mouth. It's almost as musky and salty as the smell, he thought as he licked the shaft, gathering more of the flavor before diving down it. It was hard and throbbing, and it leaked as it pressed against the back of his throat. Delicious, he thought.
The hand on the back of his head had disappeared. He wasn't sure when it had happened, but it meant he could pull his head back. And he should...shouldn't he?
No, no, that would be wrong. When his face was buried in someone's crotch, how could he do anything else but pleasure them? That was the whole point of having his head there, wasn't it? It was hard to be sure. The human's smell made it hard to think.
Despite his misgivings, he bobbed up and down the thick cock. It throbbed between his lips, oozing pre as he suckled on it. In seconds his mouth was full of pre, and he swallowed without thinking of the consequences.
If the musk had made it hard to think, the pre made it impossible. He stared ahead blankly, his lips glued to the base of the human's sheath as he continued to suck and swallow. What little resistance remained was broken down in seconds, leaving him with the simple concept of playing with cock, any cock, and his belly ached for pre and cum.
As he swallowed another mouthful, he paused. Someone else was coming down the path.
"Well, that's not something you see every day, heh."
Heshir smiled as he entered the clearing, fondling himself as he looked at the dragon and the human he was sucking off. He'd seen this fire dragon around here before, but this was the first time he'd seen the walking fire hazard doing something like this.
"Guess he was more of a pervert than he looked. Pity I didn't see this before"
His pants tented as he walked towards the bench. His eyes traveled from the cock in the dragon's mouth to the handful of ass pointed towards him. Licking his lips, he wondered how much better it would look out of those jeans.
He got his wish as his quarry stood up and started stripping. The human muttered something, but the panther didn't pay any attention. He was too enamored of the free show he was getting. Surprisingly smooth muscles were revealed as the dragon's clothes came off, including some powerful glutes beneath his tail. Heshir licked his lips, walking up behind the dragon as the big guy got on his hands and knees between the human's legs.
As the dragon went back to sucking cock, the panther felt that something wasn't quite right. He started to look up at the human, but stopped with a shrug in mid-motion. They were weaklings anyway, and they didn't have any claim on anything or anyone. As soon as he staked his claim on the dragon, the human would run away like they always did.
He fished his cock out of his pants, smirking as he stroked his erection. He felt the human's eyes on him, and he chuckled.
"Clear out, human. This dragon's mine."
"I don't recall seeing your name on him."
"Heh, that's because I didn't write it on him yet. Let me fix that."
Taking aim, the panther let loose. Urine spurted from his cock, the yellow liquid splashing between the dragon's wings and running down his back and sides, eventually flowing down the back of the dragon's legs. Heshir wagged his cock back and forth like a kid writing his name in snow. He smirked as he waited for the human to get up and run away.
Except...he didn't.
Before half of Heshir's bladder was emptied, the human stood up. For the first time, he looked directly at the human. In the split second before those brilliantly blue eyes lit up, he saw gray-red skin, and more than that, two extra pairs of arms emerging from the human's body. His eyes went wide, which made the glow's effects hit him harder.
The blue glow flooded everything in sight and knocked the panther back a step. He pressed his palm against his forehead and groaned, but the color remained. Everything was blue, and the color bled over between the different objects, like they were blending together. It was like watching a child scribble with a crayon, except it was taking away the 'black lines' in the picture too.
He opened his mouth in a plea for mercy, but his jaw froze in place. An invisible hand held him tight and an invisible finger pressed down on his tongue. Or maybe it wasn't invisible, but he couldn't tell. Everything was blue.
As his sight faded, so did his thoughts. His claws sunk into his temples as he tried to hold onto something, anything. Fear, lust, curiosity, anything that meant that he was still able to think. The blue filled his head despite his best efforts, melting everything it came across into its surroundings. Falling to his knees as he whimpered, he was helpless as his thoughts were forced into one giant blob with one demanding urge.
"Obey."
He wasn't sure if he said it or if the creature did, but it didn't matter. He would obey.
Dar'Shir felt like he was floating on the human's scent, adrift among sensations rather than weighed down by thoughts. The dragon kind of liked it. For the first time, he not only didn't feel angry about all the dragon bigotry he'd encountered, but couldn't. He couldn't remember it, so he didn't feel anything about it. It was...peaceful, for lack of a better word. He never knew that sunlight on his bare scales could feel this good, nor that sucking a cock in the open would be this fun. Then again, it had been so long since he'd done anything with anyone that he...he probably...
The thought faded away, replaced by a new warm feeling. It spread all over his back, and he had the strange idea that it stank, reeking of...something. The memory faded before he get a hold of it, and then he forgot everything but the warmth. It was comforting in its own way, even though it ended too soon for him to enjoy it fully. He sighed, continuing to suck the human's cock as he heard a small thud. Something hitting the gra...What was he thinking? Thud? Was it important? He didn't think so. Then again, he wasn't sure he was thinking, either.
The musky scent disappeared briefly before returning twice as strong. He blinked, two cocks slowly coming into focus in front of him. They twitched with arousal, and the dragon grinned. He knew what to do.
Grabbing one in each hand, he stroked them quickly, enjoying the throbbing beneath his fingers. They were so eager, so full of cum. They needed to be released. It was strange how easy it came to him without thinking about it. He smiled, proud of himself until he forgot why he should be proud. But he didn't stop smiling.
As he lowered his head over the barbed cock on his right, he felt the warmth washing over him again. It was close to he'd felt before, but there was more of it. It started over his head, dripping onto his forehead and spreading backwards. Small rivers of it splashed down the back of his head, running along his spine and over his wings. It felt like musk, but more potent, more...yellow. He wasn't sure why the color was associated with the sensation, but it was all that came to mind.
It didn't take long for him to be soaked in the yellow stuff, and it left him feeling surprisingly happy, ecstatic even. Dar'Shir felt it most when he looked up at the human, the emotion swelling into love with every glance.
Though he supposed the human wasn't really a human. If the sheathed cock wasn't a giveaway, his new look was. He had six arms now, each one throbbing with muscles. The 'human's' shirt had ripped sometime between the dragon hitting the ground and now, and his chest was dark gray with red tattoos that pulsed every few seconds. Looking further up, he could see a different look in the...he supposed creature would be the word. A different look in the creature's eyes, powerful, rather than jovial.
He felt a genuine attachment to the creature, strangely enough. It was like something bound the two of them together, and it was getting stronger as more of that yellow warmth spread along his body. The dragon smiled, his mouth opening further around the panther's cock. A small taste of something bitter and salty filled his mouth. It wasn't pre. He was used to that, and neither male had been very bitter. If anything, it came from the yellow stuff covering him. Something...something starting with 'p'?
It didn't matter. The spray stopped, leaving him with little to think about besides the two cocks in his face. He pulled off of the panther's oozing shaft, turning his attention to the bigger, thicker, uncut shaft to his left. The sheath at the base oozed a red musk - he couldn't help but assign colors, they felt right - and the color swirled up the shaft, leaving the whole thing looking like a throbbing, penis shaped popsicle. He giggled at the idea before opening his mouth and taking the cock inside, licking around the head with a happy growl.
Of course he didn't neglect the panther. He was such a sexy guy, and so nice to let him play with his cock. Dar'Shir smiled, looking at the barbed cock out of the corner of his eye. It throbbed so pleasantly beneath his fingers, oozing clear goo and adding to the musk in the air. The panther's smell was blue, pleasant but not as strong as the red musk. Not as strong, not as good as the creature's.
As he pulled his head back to the creature's cock head, the panther pushed forward. Two cocks slipped into his mouth at once, nearly gagging him before the red musk calmed him down. A large hand pressed against the back of his head, holding him in place as the panther and creature slid back and forth. One cock would slide forward while the other pulled back and vice versa, constantly keeping his mouth full. He grinned at the feeling, sucking happily. He enjoyed cock. He loved cock. He needed cock.
And they gave it to him. They were so kind to feed him what he needed. Their cocks filled him with warm colors, ranging from the red and blue to the warm yellow and the tasty white. Especially the white. He panted, his breath blowing puffs of smoke over both shafts as they slid back and forth, and each time one pressed to the back of his throat he puffed hard, gasping and enjoying every second of having his face fucked.
Sadly, they only allowed him time to suck for a few minutes - or at least, that's what it felt like - before both cocks were pulled away. Dar'Shir whimpered, sniffing the air and straining to lick cock again.
"Cat. Get out of those clothes and get on all fours."
"All...fo-"
"For hell's sake..."
The dragon watched blankly as the creature forcibly stripped the feline. In seconds he was naked, drooling from mouth and cock. Dar'Shir smiled; at least he was only drooling from one place. The creature moved the panther to stand in front of the dragon, and Dar'Shir looked up as the creature spoke again.
"Go and suck on the panther's cock until he cums. I want to see him squirming from your tongue, little dragon, so make sure you do a good job."
"Yes sir. Thank you, sir."
The creature blinked then chuckled.
"Heh. Must be a bit of a musk lover for it to have that much of an effect. Well, all the better for me. Go on, dragon. And make sure to keep that tail of yours up high."
Even the words were turning red, running in crimson lines to his ears. The dragon nodded his head as he received his order, lowering his head towards the panther's cock. He was almost surprised he'd waited for the order, as if he didn't want this. How could he not want it? With a musky cock pointed at him, he was in the perfect position to do what any dragon should.
He took the panther's cock into his mouth without difficulty, the barbed tip sliding towards the back of his throat. Moaning around it, he fondled the feline's balls with a free hand, bouncing them in his palm as the pre started flowing again. It tasted good, though still not as good as the creature's. There was something special about his pre.
With the feline's cock lodged in his mouth, Dar'Shir felt a new heat rubbing him from behind. He blinked, trying to figure out what the strange feeling against his rump was. It wasn't like the yellow one down his back. Firmer, maybe a bit -
"MMMPH!"
The dragon almost woke up as he was filled from behind. He growled at the pain and tensed up, his jaws somehow restrained from biting down. The panther was lucky; if his mouth had been free, the feline's cock would have been marked with bloody holes, if not bitten off completely.
Despite the surprise, the pain faded quickly. He felt it turn 'red', shifting from pain to...something else. 'White' pain became 'red' pleasure. Dar'Shir's lips twitched around the panther's cock as it wiped the memory of pain away, replacing it with a craving for more.
He sucked cock like a man possessed, sliding his tongue along the twitching shaft as it oozed down his throat. It was a wonderful feeling to bring this pleasure to another male, and he was grateful to the creature for bringing out this part of him. He would have never done something like this on his own, but with the creature's help, he felt like he could star in an orgy.
In thanks he clenched down on the cock in his ass. It was hard to squeeze considering how large it was and how much it stretched him, but he did what he could. His moans were muffled by the panther's cock, but he wiggled his hips to try and entice the creature to take him harder.
It worked. The next thrust drove his lips down to the base of the panther's cock. The creature pressed a hand against the back of his head, keeping him from pulling back as he was pounded hard. He groaned, his vision wavering as he gagged. Despite the lack of air, he couldn't help moaning, his own cock throbbing against his belly. The dragon pushed back to meet every thrust, driven by the musk in the air, his arousal, and the needs the musk gave him.
Suddenly the panther's cock throbbed harder. Dar'Shir instinctively knew what that meant, and swallowed hard, gulping around the length of the feline's cock. The panther shuddered, hips twitching before finally unloading his cum.
It was a flood down his throat, forcing him to swallow fast. He grinned as much as he could as he received a satisfying mouthful, but worried as the panther suddenly pulled his cock free. Had he done a bad job? Had he done something that he shouldn't have? He didn't know, and the white goo covering his face didn't answer the question.
Question? What...what question?
His lips turned up in a grin as the 'thought' faded, the dragon opening his mouth again. The panther's cum dribbled down his cheeks to the grass below. Would the panther want more, he wondered? Or he done?
"Panther. On your hands and knees. I think our good dragon deserves a reward for all the work he's done."
"'essir..."
Still drooling, the panther dropped to all fours. Without being told, his tail rose up and for the first time in too long, Dar'Shir got a view of another male's hole. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen one off the internet.
"Little dragon, I think it's time for you to have a little fun. Why don't you get up behind him and have some fun? I'm sure that your cock needs some relief by now."
He needed no further urging. The dragon pulled himself forward with a grin, dragging the creature - and his cock - with him. He wrapped his arms around the panther's hips, dragging his cock up between those fuzzy, muscular ass cheeks. A few grinding thrusts left him leaking and the feline lubed, the panther's hole twitching against his cock.
"Take him."
It was the first time that the creature's words felt like an order rather than a suggestion, and the dragon's body responded immediately. He grunted as he forced his cock in, the tight hole resisting for a second before giving way. The panther shuddered at the penetration but he didn't care. The hot, tight flesh around his cock felt too good.
The creature pulled out of him and the dragon gasped. The feeling of emptiness left his hole puckering and twitching. His tail curled down to fill the emptiness, but a thick hand kept it still. He whimpered, looking over his shoulder.
"Please...put it back..." Just four words, and yet they were harder to say than a thousand. It was an effort to even open his mouth, but he had to. He needed that cock so badly, now that he had tasted it.
With a nod the creature gave him what he wanted. Dar'Shir moaned loudly as his ass was filled with a hard cock again, the impact shoving him forward and forcing more of his cock into the feline beneath him. The twin experiences of being filled and filling someone else rocked his mind, body, and soul. The warmth the red musk gave him returned a hundred times stronger and a hundred times better. A tidal wave of pleasure ran through him, swallowing everything and leaving him in a warm, red fog.
Even as it robbed him of thought it pushed him to fuck the panther harder than ever. His grip tightened around the feline's hips, pulling the feline down his cock and ramming it in deep. It was so tight it almost hurt to go so deep.
The creature's thrusts helped him immensely in overcoming that tightness. Dar'Shir moaned as he was used as a tool, the creature using him as much as he used the panther. His cock was little more than a strap-on the creature used to fuck the feline below, but it was so good to be used that way.
Bit by bit he sunk into that tight hole, gradually destroying it with each thrust. He panted, his breath blowing past the panther's ear. He ground himself against the cat until he felt him grind back. Feeling that furred rump push back against him was almost as good as feeling that tight hole squeeze around his cock. Reaching down around the feline, Dar'Shir grabbed the feline's cock to reward him.
The feline was still hard. Whether it was from the fucking or just because he hadn't gone soft, the dragon didn't know. He hadn't gone soft since he smelled the creature's musk, and he doubted that he'd go soft anytime soon.
As he stroked the panther's cock, the dragon tried to time his strokes to the rhythm of the creature's cock slamming into him, dragging him back and forth by its size alone. Considering that he was a dragon and had a fair amount of space back there from both toy play and fingering himself, that was saying something. He pressed his mouth against the panther's neck, panting louder and louder.
He could barely think as he was dragged back and forth between them. That red wave continued to overwhelm him, pushing him to the point where he could only think about sex. His cock throbbed and his ass twitched as he was pulled back to the creature, dragged down to the base of his cock. The dragon shuddered, his entire body wracked with pleasure.
Why hadn't he cum yet?
That was a strange thought, strange enough to stick. Why hadn't he cum? He was so hard, and he was a good dragon. Didn't he deserve a reward? Hadn't he done enough to earn an orgasm? His cock was throbbing so hard, and his balls clenched up tight against his body. Why couldn't he...why couldn't...cum...
And the thought was gone again, washed away by the red wave. In its place was lust and the need to keep humping until he came, or until the creature behind him did.
How long that took, he didn't know. All the dragon knew was that the creature came at some point, and the feeling of hot seed filling his ass was enough to push Dar'Shir over the edge. He bit the panther's neck, growling as he came. His seed swirled around his cock, churned by each of his thrusts as he claimed the feline's hole. The panther's cock twitched in his hand as the panther was enjoying an orgasm of his own.
They kept cumming for a while, longer than normal, but Dar'Shir didn't care. All he cared about was how good it felt, and the longer that feeling continued, the better.
He felt the creature pull out, felt seed pour over his back and along his ass. Realizing that he might be needed for something, the dragon turned around, sitting on his heels as he looked up at the creature who'd given him so much.
The demon sat down on the bench again, looking at his males. He hadn't expected to get a two course meal out of their lusts, and he hadn't planned on leaving them so zonked out, but he could work with it.
"A pity that you had to be such a greedy cat," Greydrone said with a shake of his head. "If you'd been patient enough to wait for me to finish, you might have gotten some fun times out of this. Now...well, I'll see how you do as a pet."
Admittedly, he had hit the panther harder than he'd meant to. Most of the time the subject retained more of their mind after a mental blast, but he'd been angry when the feline had pissed on his new pet. He couldn't allow anyone to think that they were superior to him, or let his pets think that he would allow someone to use them without permission. It was a breach of contract at least, and just plain rude, besides.
Unfortunately, now he would have to take responsibility for the dumbed-down feline. The six-armed demon looked over the panther's muscular body and sighed.
"You know, you're damn lucky that you're so good looking."
There was no answer from the panther. He wouldn't speak until Greydrone found a way to undo the mental short-circuit. Shaking his head, he turned to his initial target.
The dragon eyes were glazed, but still aware. He'd been surprised at how fast the bigger male had fallen under his spell, but it had happened before. This was one of the more intense cases, though. He smiled at the dragon, nodding his approval, and received a nod back. A dumb one, but it was still a response beyond the panther's capabilities.
"Alright, you two. I want you to start licking my feet for a while until I figure out where I'm going to take the two of you."
They were quick enough, he supposed. The panther stumbled as he walked and the dragon didn't get up from all fours, but they were both licking his feet in seconds. As a bristly tongue and a forked one worked over his soles, he leaned back in thought.
They'll work well enough for food, the demon thought as they dragged their tongues along his toes. With that much lust, I could feed on them for weeks, maybe months. But where am I going to keep them?
He looked down as one of his toes disappeared into the feline's mouth. The panther sucked on it with as much glee as the dragon had sucked on their cocks earlier. Greydrone chuckled, wiggling his toe. There was no sign of annoyance or discomfort, just a continued feeling of having it sucked and licked.
The dragon was almost as eager, though he showed more awareness. When the demon brought his foot down, dragging it across the cummy mess along the reptile's groin, the dragon blushed. The sight of embarrassment was an aphrodisiac for the demon, bringing his cock back to full erection - not that it had gone down much - as the dragon licked along his toes again. The dragon was pretty talented, he supposed, particularly as the forked tongue worked its way between his toes, dragging out the cum trapped there.
"Hmm, you two aren't bad, I guess." Better than the last male, at least. That guy couldn't suck a dick to save his life. "Up to my cock now, sluts."
They moved quickly, dragging their tongues up from his balls to his cock head and then slathering it with attention. The dragon continued to blush while the panther just blindly obeyed.
I'm REALLY going to have to fix that.
Still, he had to admit that the pair of them were easy on the eyes, and he did have room to keep a pair of playthings around. It would be a bit cramped, admittedly, but he doubted that the two of them would care. And if they did, a little musk would take care of that.
Swatting his cock against their cheeks, Greydrone got to his feet.
"Alright, you two. Stay on your hands and knees. No talking. If you need to do anything, just...growl or something. Whatever sounds you make."
It only took a moment to retract his arms back to their hiding place, and a few more to get dressed again. As much as he'd enjoyed the public fun, he didn't want to be seen by a crowd in demon form. A naked human was explainable, a demon wasn't, and he didn't need to have some cuckoo calling down the church on him. Even if it didn't actually do anything for him, it was an inconvenience he didn't want at the moment.
He took a few steps down the path before turning around to see if they were following. When he saw that they were, he grinned, patting the backs of his legs for them to keep up.
"Heh, guess I'll be eating in for dinner for a change," he said as he guided them towards the parking lot.
The End