Don't Scratch the Paint
Just a bit of fun I wrote out during idle time. ...Nothin' really fancy.
Being rich had it's perks. To say the least. Namely, a large house, the ability to live on his own and be kept.. well pampered by his hired servants/help, and it was rare he was lonely or cold. The easy job, excellent cars and somewhat frequent vacations didn't hurt, either. And he was just pulling in to the driveway in a brand new Porchue when he noticed one of his servents scrambling around the garage with a can of wax and a rag, looking panicky as hell. With a somewhat tired expression, the dragon pulled into the garage, turned off his new car and stepped out.
The dragon was a large one, coming at 6'3 even, broad shouldered, strong jaw and a lean layer of muscle that gave him more of a talented bodyguard look than a multi-millionare businessmen that had a tendancy to bleed whole companies dry over the course of a few months. His scales were a light cyan-blue, with a darker shade of more royal blue covering his chest, down to his groin. Dressed in a sharp black suit with a pair of sunglasses, he put on a rather imposing look.
As he stepped to the ground, his newest servant, a somewhat small, equine valet by the name of Richard, stopped in front of him, his head lowered a bit. The dragon's slittered eyes flicked him up and down, noticing a stain on the male's black and red outfit, a faint white. Next, a somewhat.. redder than normal spot on the side of his humvee. The dragon examined it, then sighed, his shoulders sagging a bit.
"You did it again, didn't you?" He said simply, crossing his arms over his broad chest.
Richard's shoulders sagged a bit in respond, glancing to the side and refusing to meet his eyes, and for good reason. The dragon was starting to look.. unhappy.
"You know I told you the price for doing it again." He said simply, stepping forward. The valet looked up, his dark purple eyes wide and somewhat terrified. He was rather cute looking, with dark black hair that formed bangs over his eyes and fell down to his jaw, an almost slender looking frame, surprisingly wide hips for a male equine.
Which was good. Because his punishment wouldn't have stopped either way. He suddenly stepped forward and gripped the equine by the shoulders, pushing him back until they were in front of the humvee. The smaller male gasped, grabbing at the humvee's grill. A firm shove and he lost his footing, dropping down to his ass on the concrete flooring, the stallion wincing slightly. He didn't have much time to rest.
With his back pinned to the vehicle's front, there wasn't anywhere he could move when the dragon's crotch encroached on his space. Even less so when those pants came undone and a fat, dark blue colored dick with a lighter shaded head fell free. He was thick, and certainly long enough to match most stallions. The valet's eyes widened as he stared at the massive, twitching thing, speechless. He didn't seem to be capable of understanding that the dragon had been serious when he threatened to..
The smaller male's eyes opened wide. He gasped and opened up to protest, but the dragon had other ideas. With a swift buck, he used the valet's tongue as a landing pad, sliding his cock head along it and sliding right to the back of his throat. The hefty dick had his mouth stretching around it, and he let out a low whine of protest, his hands gripping the humvee's grill as his eyes closed tight.
"Mmh, if you're so quick to open your mouth for me, you can take what you're opening up for." The dragon growled over, bending over him a bit more.
Despite the protests, he buried himself in deeper, until he could feel the back of the other's throat pressing to the tip of his dick. The sudden touch had the smaller male twitching and squirming against the ground, his hooves trying to find purchase, but his squirming only allowed that dick to sink in a bit deeper, much to his terror.
"Ohh, you've got a nice throat for me, don't you?!" He growled out, low and deep, and the sound of it made the male hesitate. And that was all the dragon needed.
Both hands shot to the back of the stallion's head, making the submissive male's eyes open wide. With clawed fingers gripping his scalp, those blue hips began to thrust and buck, driving the thick dick along his tongue, before thrusting roughly, burying it right down his throat. He gagged hard, coughing around that cock but the stallion soon regained his composure, quieting his noises and swallowing. It only seemed to egg the dragon on more, as he was soon roughly bucking and thrusting, working that thick length in nice and deep as he growled. The stallion could practically feel his throat bulging around that cock.
But his punishment wasn't over with that. Oh no, the dragon had quite a bit in mind. He grabbed the stallion's hands and raised them up, pinning them to the humvee's grill above his head. The smaller male shuddered, opening one eye and blinking up at him as the dragon straightened.. and began to thrust. The purple eye slid closed as that dick slid in and out of his muzzle, using throat, lips and tongue alike to jack him off as the dragon grunted and growled above him.
"Mmph, I should have been fucking your throat the day you arrived!" He growled out lowly, his dick jumping with delight and splattering the back of his throat with pre-seed. And then he started to well and truly fuck his face.
His balls swung back and forth like twin giant pendolums as he thrust, fucking his valet's face, and each time those powerful hips rocked forward he could see, FEEL those pendolums getting closer and closer. Not to mention the progress of the bulge running down his throat, stretching him out. Every firm buck was bringing him closer, and the dragon only seemed to be more and more intent on burying himself.
And soon, the larger male did that. The dragon snorted, rumbled and buried himself balls deep. Those heavy orbs rested on the stallion's chin, his firm ass tensing up in his pants as he stuffed the valet's throat with cock. Then his esophogus.. Then his stomach.. The stallion hesitated. That wasn't cock. The dragon was tensing up, grinding and growling as he emptied the contents of his balls into his valet's throat. Every pulse of cum had his balls tensing up a bit, rubbing against the male's chin.
The dragon, despite the stallion's confused horror, had his eyes rolled back slightly and would have had his tongue hanging out if he didn't want to remain professional and stoic. When at last his balls were emptied, he slowly dragged himself free, grunting as his dick fell free from the male's lips, falling, still mostly hard, from his lips. A dribble of cum connected cock to lips, even as he adjusted himself and composed once more.
"Next time, you're going to have a stay in my room."