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Club Ass-Shaker for Heru by Draconicon

The club was as busy as it always was, to Charen's relief. He'd seldom come out here during the week, so he never knew just what he'd find outside the weekends, so the dragon was happy to see that the floor was still bouncing and the lights were still flashing. Of course, he imagined that some of the dancers were less than happy, considering he left most of his body exposed. Other than the tight pants he wore, he didn't wear much, and his exposed red scales reflected a lot of light, almost like a scaly disco ball.

He chuckled as a few of the dancers shielded their eyes from him, and made his way towards the back parts of the club. Past the booths and the other 'private' parts that were dug into the floor, the dragon eventually arrived near the VIP rooms.

And there, to his satisfaction, he saw a couple of cute guys. Just what he was hoping to see, considering he'd had very little action over the last week.

They were nice enough looking, if rather obviously bored, as well. One was a doberman, dressed in dark leather pants with a vest that barely covered his chest, while the other was a cheetah, dressed in tight jeans and wearing a rave-shirt and glowstick necklace. They were almost charming in their simplicity, and the dragon loved it.

He walked over to the two of them, wrapping his arms around their shoulders before they could see him and move out of the way. Pulling them in close, Charen grinned at them.

"Hey there. What's a pair of hotties like the two of you doing all the way back here? Trying to keep from attracting the riff-raff?"

"Hey, man, come on, we're not -"

Charen chuckled at the doberman's protests, lowering his hands a bit further, so that both guys had a hand just above their tails.

"I know, you're not too picky, but come on. The both of you are great looking; gotta have some standards, am I right? I'm Charen, by the way. What are your names?"

Not that it matters, he thought as the doberman introduced himself as Sam, and the cheetah as Rufus. You'll be calling me master by the end of it, and the two of you will be pup and kitten.

As he rubbed their backs, he slowly got the idea that the two of them were waiting for a friend to get out of one of the VIP rooms. Apparently, a 'lucky bastard' had gotten back there with a stripper and was getting a lapdance. The two of them were more than a little jealous, he could see. Charen smiled; he knew just the way to take their minds off of their friend.

They barely seemed to notice as he guided them away from the door towards one of the pits in the floor. Neither even seemed to realize that his hands were moving further and further down, either. Probably for the best, really. The scent of a dragon was powerful, and combined with someone like him, who knew how to channel a little extra magic through his fingers with his partners, it left him very well in control.

"So, you two boys need something to keep yourselves busy?"

"It wouldn't hurt," Rufus said with a shrug.

"Well, I got a couple of things you boys can do for me."

The pair of them looked up at the dragon, and even though Charen was rubbing their asses, his hands groping and squeezing their surprisingly muscular rumps, they chuckled a little bit. Sam shook his head.

"No offense, big man, but we're straight. I don't think we're gonna want to do what you want us to do."

"Yeah. Sorry, but we ain't interested in dick."

Charen smiled. They might not have been, but their bodies were getting more interested, that was for sure. The dragon pulled them a bit closer to him, almost like a hug. It was nice to have them close, but even better for them to be touching his scales, to be in close contact with him so that they were getting the full dose of his scent. The oil that oozed from his scales would help, too.

His hands moved up, and then down again, past the waistbands of their pants. The dog and cat jumped a bit, but calmed down as Charen started talking to them.

"Come on, you're both men of the world. What's the difference between straight and gay, anyway? It's all fun, it's all just sex. And you know what they say. A hole's a hole."

"Yeah, well...I guess..."

"Maybe..."

"You guys can't tell me that you haven't wondered how it'd feel to fuck a tight ass, huh?"

"Maybe a bit..."

"Well...sorta..."

His fingers were under their tails by now, rubbing lightly against their holes. It was pretty silly, watching the two of them. They were getting all glassy-eyed the longer that they were close to him, and it was clear by the bulges against his legs that they were getting turned on.

Dragon musk. Nobody can resist it.

He chuckled again, flexing his shoulders forward a bit to nudge their heads down. It didn't take much to get them looking down at his own bulge, getting them to keep an eye on it as it started to grow. Despite their blushes, Charen saw their tents get a bit bigger, a bit harder, and perhaps even a bit wetter.

"And you know, fucking a hot hole is only half the fun."

"Wha?"

"What's the other half?"

"Heh."

Charen smiled, gently curling his fingers under their tails. The doberman and cheetah gasped as their holes parted before the dragon's fingers, moaning softly as he slid his fingers in and out, in and out. They pushed back almost immediately, looking desperate for stimulation. It didn't take long before he could add a second one to their holes, getting them nice and stretched for him.

"Look at that. You're already figuring it out."

"Figuring...figuring what out?"

"Yeah, man, we're not...not doing anything."

Heh, of course you're not, he thought as the two of them bounced on his fingers like a pair of rabbits jumping around a cage. The two of them were fucking themselves like pros and they didn't even know it.

The feeling of power was part of the reason why he kept coming back to the club. Despite having easy access to other types of fun in other places, this was where it was most enjoyable. Where he could take people and mold them into what he wanted them to be, and they'd never know what happened. The two boys here were just one pair that he'd enjoyed during his long time at the club, and he had little doubt he'd do the same to others.

"Well, since you can't figure it out, the even better half is getting fucked. Or at least, playing with a cock."

"Wha...Why..."

"Why'd we...play with a cock? Holes are better...Less...Faggoty."

"Maybe, but you know what makes playing with a cock so fun?"

"What?"

"Why don't you pull down my zipper and find out?"

He knew that there was no way that they would have done something like this sober, but now? When they were under the control of his musk, his oil, and his fingers? They were all too eager. He let out a deep sigh of contentment as Rufus reached down and pulled his zipper as far down as it would go, the pressure of his pants over his cock easing as it slipped out into the open.

It was too late for the boys. Now that they were leaning right over it, they had a fresh breath of his strongest scent. Their eyes, already fogged, went completely blank. They were unthinking drones, at this point, and Charen grinned as he shook his hips from side to side.

"Alright, boys. Time to give the big dragon what he came here for. Start sucking on my cock, and make sure you don't stop until I blow."

Dog and cat tongue both dragged along his cock, drawing a few moans from the dragon as he started to harden. He occasionally looked back around him for signs of security getting annoyed at him, but nobody seemed to have noticed what was going on as of yet. He'd keep it that way, using his tail to keep the entranced boys down against his cock, using his wings as a curtain to keep them from being too visible.

As he pounded their asses with three fingers each, he felt them slowly opening up. Their holes were hot, eager, and not all because of his musk, either. He wondered if they might have been bi, or at least questioning before he got around to them. The thought was amusing, but not really important. He fanned his fingers, getting the boys to moan around his cock before continuing to bob up and down.

"That's it, boys. Keep on sucking. You'll get your reward for all this soon."

He smirked as he curled his fingers, feeling the trembles through the cat and dog as he found their prostates. At the rate they were going, they'd likely ruin their pants with all the pre pouring out, but he didn't really care at this point. What he wanted to see was a pair of horny little sluts for him, and he was going to get it.

The more he fingered them, rubbing their prostates, the more they did for his cock. The dog seemed more focused on licking up and down the shaft, tending to his balls, while the cheetah was quite eager to bring the tip into his mouth. Charen groaned, rolling his head back at the feeling of that rasping tongue along his cock head, teasing right underneath it and slurping up all the pre that he had to give. If his hands hadn't been busy, he would have shoved Rufus all the way down to the base of his cock.

As it stood, he was hovering right on the edge of orgasm already. The dragon's hips bucked every so often, pushing a bit more of his cock down the cheetah's throat, bumping the doberman's mouth with his balls. The two sluts didn't care, only bucking back against his fingers and forwards against his cock.

Soon, he couldn't take it anymore. With a bitten off roar, he came hard, his fingers pressing down on their prostates at the same moment. He heard them cum as well, the sounds of their groans and the wet 'splurts' in their pants just loud enough for him to hear over his own orgasm.

When he calmed down a bit, he looked down and smiled at the aftermath. White strings of cum covered the doberman's cheeks, while the cheetah's whiskers dangled the stuff like icicles. Chuckling, Charen pulled his fingers free from them.

"Good boys. You were very good -"

"What the fuck? Where are you guys?"

He turned to see a pretty well-hung horse stepping out of the VIP room, peering about the area.

"Is that your friend?"

The two entranced sluts nodded dumbly. Charen smiled.

"Looks like I'll have a second round..."

The End