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A Blessing of Power ((ABP))

The hot desert breeze blew along the sandy ground amongst the lizard workers. Their green and brown scales glittered orange in the setting sun as they vainly tried to sweep clear the base of two tall statues. The pair of ebony dragons were cast in a deep, dark metal that reflected the sunset in a million crazy patterns. Their poses were stern, their hands clasped at their sides as they stood tall, their heads peering up to the heavens. It was only upon a closer inspection that one found the more curious features, such as the hinges and patterns for moving the hands and legs. The darkness within their eyes. And the definite maleness the two dragons sport, obscenely set between those large, spread legs. The metal scales delicate and perfectly crafted there, hinting of articulation in quite a lewd fashion. But for the workers, they merely cleaned and brushed, polishing and preparing the statues for a very busy day tomorrow.

The sun rose perfectly between the two proud statues as a large group approached. Fresh sand had been raked between the two statues as they waited, cold and patient. A nervous tension rose in the crowd of lizardmen, centered around the leading figure. Dressed only with decorative paint and necklaces, he shivered as he looks over the ominous statues. Slowly the crowd dispersed behind him, letting him walk towards the two black dragons alone.

Slowly he walked forward, the group quiet now. He did his best to look brave as his heart begins to race in his chest. The chosen sacrifice for this year, his bare feet padded amidst the cool morning sands. He looked up to the tall statues, their black eyes watching him passively. No response so far as he found himself soon between them. Gazing at the two impressive sheaths, each one clad in delicate metal scales. His own arousal slipped out from his slit as he leaned over, beginning to rub the cold, smooth metal. His slim hands stroked the lifelike scales of that proud sheath and large orbs with tentative, nervous motions.

There was a faint rumble, and then a shifting before him. That metal sheath began to flex as a cold, steel arousal started to slide free from the covering. The metal dark and stained from the generations of sacrifices. His fingers wrapped around the deadly device as he trembled, feeling how cold the metal shaft is between his fingers while it rose free before him. His hands stroked in the practiced motions he was taught, to best pleasure the ancient dragons.

Every year a sacrifice was needed. And every year a virgin male is chosen to fill that role. Why a male was required and why the sacrifice was needed has been lost to time long ago. But the guardians of the holy lightning had decreed so in the ages past. And so every year they will need to be attended to and pleasured, and only through that carnal display will they continue to bless the village with their power. And every year a young male has mounted and been claimed by the two dragons until their fatal climax rushed through him. Now it is this young man's turn to join the many others, in being blessed to bring pleasure to the guardians so that they may continue to power the many villages that prosper from the electricity they offer.

His hands continued their rubbing on the cold, smooth metal, until he saw a slick, thick, clear ooze well up from the slit. The dragon's precum dribbled down the metallic penis as he rubbed the conductive, clinging slickness over the dragon's cockhead. He gulped softly, but turned and began to attend to the other dragon to awaken him next. His tail curled around the first dragon to keep him erect as he heard the growing rumble of pleasure from within the mechanical body. His fingers rubbed the incredibly heavy balls of the second dragon, wondering if perhaps the lightning built up within them, or if it was generated somewhere else.

Slowly the second dragon's cold steel penis is erected before him. His lips kissed the smooth tip until he tasted the metallic precum with a shudder. It was strong and oily on his tongue, and the thought of it filling his mouth made him tremble. But he had been chosen, and ever so slowly he wrapped his mouth around the unyielding metal of the dragon's penis. He could the clinging, oily precum as he closed his eyes. It was almost time for him to ride the lightning dragons.

Gingerly he pushed his legs back, feeling the dragon's cool thighs grasp and help lift his rump into position. His long tail guided that leaking, slippery metal down along it's length, as the cold steel stroked along his tail until it kissed his exposed butt. He hissed softly around the stiff metal in his mouth, the coldness shocking on delicate scales. But steadily he pressed down, letting his weight sink the tapered, oozing tip into his anal slit. A muffled whimper as he felt the cold girth slip into his vulnerable body, his body heat ever so slowly heating that metal arousal up. His legs shifted along, and then a whimper escaped him when the dragon's thighs grasped his ankles. The powerful metal legs closed around his feet and pulled his rump steadily down until his rear kissed the metal scales of the dragon's sheath. The cold, thick feeling of being stuffed so full made him ooze pre messily to the sand below, groaning as he was half locked into a fatal embrace. His heart pounded in his chest as he nervously began the preparations to be locked between the two dragons.

Tentatively he reached his hands up, grasping for the dragon's paws in front of him. He felt the cold, merciless grasp of those massive talons wrap around his wrists. His head pulled forward with them, nearly gagging on the oozing metal penis buried in his maw. Clear, conductive precum oozed from his lips from what he couldn't swallow, while some even trickled out of his tailslit as the two dragon's steadily oozed their precum into him. His eyes wide now, bound up as his tail lashed frantically. The two dragon's eyes began to glow with a growing alertness as they were awakened by the pleasurable touch of a young male. His heart pounded in his chest now as he swallows all the thick pre he can, panting breaths between swallows of the oily goo. The young male unable to see anything but the glittering reflection of metal scales in front of his face. Stuffed firmly between the two male arousals, lewdly pleasuring their erotic whims as he closed his eyes tight in anticipation of what follows.

The two shift with a suppleness that was surprising for their ancient age. Their long tails lashed the sands behind them as a low rumble, perhaps a purr of sorts, poured out of the mechanical guardians. The two heavy, hard arousals began to shift within their lizard boy toy. Thrusting and fucking the male as he was roughly held by ankles and wrists. His eyes clenched tighter as the large arousals buried again and again into his rump and maw, making him ooze pre even more onto the sands below. The unnamed sacrifice shuddered in the mortal pleasure while he still could, knowing his end was soon at hand. And the anticipation of that electrical climax made him tremble more, as his green scaled tail lashed against the dragon's belly behind as he whimpered with fear around that thick metal penis. He could feel the loud thumps of shifting paws and rumbles of pleasure as they fuck the much more delicate lizard between them.

The two dragons began to rock him, back and forth, the steel flesh of their lust warmed now with his rear and maw. The thick, oozing precum is still cold though, flooding his butt and forcing him to swallow the metallic tasting stuff. He knew he couldn't complain for long though, as soon he will be snuffed out by their pleasure. The low rumbles of the dragons rose as their heads tilted down. The two appraised their toy with shining golden eyes, deep with the knowledge of centuries, and perhaps millenia. The quickening pace that pushed into his lips and tailslit showed their approval, making his body tremble that he pleased them so. He had seen this erotic display several times, and he knows what is soon to come when they growl out their enjoyment of a sacrifice.

The dragons pounded into his body, making him gag around the merciless steel arousal. The growing rumbles and moans from each side filled his hearing fully. The steady, shifting motion of his body is all he could feel, his rump sore and his jaws ached. But the pain will soon be over. His eyes clenched shut, awaiting nervously but eagerly for that fatal climax. He can feel the warmth building beneath him, those heavy orbs pulled tight in their metal scaled pouches. A heat was growing in them as he clenched his eyes as tight as he can. The firm tugging on his limbs and the jerking twitches along the steel arousals announced the impending climax as much as the quickly heating dribbles of precum that poured into him. He curled his fingers and toes tight as he felt both hot metal arousals suddenly press deep into him, his entire body tensed up for his imminent death as the two dragon heads lifted proudly in lust.

There's an incredible roar that rocked his body with it's power. Then the holy electricity flooded him as their thick, metallic cum spurted deep into his doomed body. Everything became white as his body clamped down around the two quickly heating shafts buried in his body. Back and forth the lighting is pulsed into him, each one announced with a flood of thick, white metallic 'semen'. His cock jerked and spasmed. gushing his own cum for his first and final orgasm as their power filled him. Sparks and bolts of lightning jumped down his boiling cum to melt the sand beneath him. His scales began to steam in the cold morning air. For a moment it seemed like he could feel everything, all of history through that burning, deadly dance. He savors every gush of burning hot seed planted in him, every rush of electricity that seared his brain and body. The shove of those two metal arousals deep into his butt and throat as he was useless to struggle. But it was too much for his frail, mortal body. Soon he faded to nothing, taken away by the sheer energy that crashed through him, while his body trembled lifeless in their deadly climax of electricity, their steaming metallic cum dribbling and sizzling onto the sands below, dripping from his rump and lips.

The two statues finally lower their heads as the last of their blessing is poured into the dead lizardman between them. The young male's body quivered and shook with the final blasts of electricity pressed deep into his dead body. The statues shifted back to their relaxed state slowly. Those golden eyes, deep with the history of the ages, darkened once more to their black, neutral state. Their metal arousals, steaming with heat and shining with their cum, slid slowly back into their sheaths. If it wasn't for the disturbed sand from their motions and the limp, dead male who was slumped between them, there might not even be evidence they could move. Well, along with the scent of ozone and cooked flesh that still clung to the snuffed lizard's body. The crowd bowed in silent worship of the eldritch creations before them that powers their homes and protects them, hoping their sacrifice was enough to sate their guardian's carnal needs for this year.

The sacrifice will slowly cool, still erect even his death, his lidded closed serenely. Eventually he will be taken down to be buried amongst those others who had been blessed. The natural glass that was burned into the sands from the crackling bolts of lightning will be collected and examined by the seers to determine what the coming year will hold. And soon they will be stored safely along with any of the thick, metallic smelling cum the dragons left behind, a relic of their guardian's holy power. And then time will sweep away any remnants of that sacrificial day in their blowing sands, and the statues continued their vigilant watch as they bless the tribe with their power. Letting them live comfortably as their villages prospered. As long as they were kept pleased and happy, once a year.