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One of the advantages of living in a college town was that when the summer rolled around, things actually got quieter rather than busier. Trest was particularly keen on this fact, because after having lived in a resort town for a good bit of his life, having to fight throngs of life to do anything fun or interesting, it was nice to be able to enjoy the attractions and businesses and environment at his own pace. And that season was just starting, it was the evening of graduation day and most of the students were out celebrating, drinking, partying, and reveling in their accomplishments. Over the next week, they’d trickle out of town, and things would slow down for several months...and the black dragon would have the run of things.

It was around ten in the evening, and he was walking in the park, enjoying the nice warm weather. He was dressed lightly, only a pair of gym shorts; he might even have foregone those in weather like this, but there were probably some out-of-towners around who might not have been so comfortable with the more permissive environment, and a bit of covering up wasn’t a problem. He expected there to be more revelers wandering around, but the park was pretty quiet, few people hanging around at all - they were probably all at the hottest spots in town, living it up. Trest was more than happy to let them do their thing, he wasn’t really the party type, not antisocial but his preference was smaller groups, more controlled rather than chaotic.

As he strolled, something caught his eye: a solitary human sitting on one of the park benches, head down, with the appearance of someone depressed, dejected, despondent, or some other negative de-word. Not the typical thing to see on a day like today, and it piqued the dragon’s curiosity. Casually he made his way over to the bench, stopping next to the human and looking down at him. “Not the party type?” Not the most serious way to start a conversation, but he’d found that being a black dragon tended to make him off-putting to a lot of people, especially mammals, so a bit of lightheartedness tended to break the ice.

The human looked up at him, and gave a weak, obviously stressed smile, an expression that didn’t fool Trest for a moment into thinking it was genuine. “I guess not...and I really don’t feel like partying.”

“Hm, interesting...why not?” Trest plopped down on the bench next to the human, not waiting for an invitation. It didn’t seem like he felt much like talking, but the dragon just had the feeling that he needed to, whether he wanted to or not. “You don’t feel like you accomplished something? Four years of work, the culmination of all that...or maybe you put in even more, I’m just assuming things.”

The human sighed. “Yeah...four years into something I don’t even know what to do with. I got an English degree...and I didn’t really have much desire for something like that anyway. I just...really didn’t know what to do.”

“Ah. Lots of jokes about that...there are plenty of jobs that that’s good for, though.”

“None that I want to do.”

“Well, maybe good enough for you to do something you have to do before you can do what you want to do. I’m Trest, by the way.”

The human was quiet for a moment, then slumped back a bit on the bench. “Jake. You normally talk to strangers who don’t have their lives together?”

“Not always. Sometimes it’s friends that don’t have their lives together. And sometimes it’s to myself. But that makes me look crazy, and people don’t tend to be comfortable around crazy dragons.”

“Wonder why that is.”

“No clue,” Trest said in a lilting voice. “So you don’t really know what you wanna do with your life, eh? Well, maybe you can talk with someone, try to get some ideas. Maybe your parents can tell you how they arrived at their decisions, give you some insights.”

“...Not likely. They’re both dead.”

Trest winced; unintentional faux pas there. But it explained some of Jake’s mood for sure - the people who he probably most wanted to make proud weren’t here to see him make it. “I’m sorry to hear that...that’s rough. You’re too young to be left without your parents.”

“I guess...I should have seen it coming. Well, I mean, I did for Mom...cancer took her a couple years ago. And then Dad...well, he had a drinking problem, and Mom kind of tempered it, got him to step away from it and get a hold of his life...when she died, he took it hard. I never really wanted to be around him, he wasn’t a nice drunk...he drove drunk and slammed into a pole about six months ago. Sudden...but I kinda shoulda seen it coming.”

“Still tragic. So you’re at a real crossroads. Don’t know what you want to do, and don’t have many connections. It does make things tricky. How do you stand financially?”

“I don’t even know. My dad’s lawyer got the house sold and I got a fair bit of what was left over...but I don’t have an apartment, I was living in student housing, I don’t really know what I’m gonna do. I just...I know I should have been looking, but I just...couldn’t muster up the energy to do that on top of school. I gotta pay back loans, dunno how much I really have for everything...and I have zero clue about jobs. It just sucks...I wish life would just, like, pause for a little bit to let me catch up.”

Trest nodded. “It’s tough when you’re kind of all on your own. Being an adult isn’t as easy as it looks when you’re a kid...I know I thought it was the life, but all the responsibility really messed with me at first. I needed a bit of time to get my act together...but I’m in good shape now. Have a home, a good job, plenty of money, and the freedom to balance out the responsibility. It wasn’t easy, but I got there...and if I can do it, others can, too.”

Jake looked up at Trest. “I guess there’s something...but it seems impossible sometimes...I don’t even know where to start.”

“Well, that’s usually the hard part, but I think for you, it’s getting some stability. Know yourself, be in a good place, have a place to live, a job, a relationship perhaps. A good foundation is important...building off of that means you’re more likely to do well.”

Jake gave a wry laugh. “Relationship...another thing that I know nothing about. I don’t even know if I’m straight or gay or what...I never really had the time or comfort to explore that, not while I was stressed out about my mom’s cancer or dad’s drinking or being alone. All the people around me were figuring it out, but...”

Trest chuckled quietly. “Well, maybe I can help you with that. There’s a pretty easy way to find out that bit of information...”

“Yeah, probably...I just haven’t been interested, it’s too hard to go out looking for it when you’re so busy and stressed out all the time.”

“Then why go looking?” Jake jumped as he heard Trest’s voice in his ear - the ear opposite the side Trest was sitting. He hadn’t even realized the dragon had been sidling up to him, and now had his arm around him and his big body in very close proximity. Even though it was pretty dark out, and Trest was darker than the darkness, he was close enough to see the impressive muscle tone the dragon bore. “Sometimes you don’t have to go on an epic quest to find what you want...or even what you need. Sometimes it’s right there in front of you, just waiting for you to make the right move.”

“Wh...y-you’re...you...I didn’t…” Jake was stumbling, the words misfiring on his tongue and in his brain. “I...I didn’t even...know you existed...ten minutes ago…”

“Heh, how true that is...and yet, isn’t that nice?” Trest’s free hand started wandering about Jake’s chest, rubbing him through his shirt. “You’ve had to go through so much work to get to where you are, for things you’re not even sure were worth it. Ages spent stuck in place for all sorts of things, never getting the chance to explore...wouldn’t it be nice to get something with no effort on your part, for once?”

“I...I g-guess…”

“Quite right. And tonight may be your lucky night in many ways...my friends all tell me I’m a wizard at orientation. Helping others find direction, position, satisfaction...I’ve made more than a few just by listening when they needed to be listened to, pushing when they needed to be pushed, and showing them just where they were most at ease. Maybe I could do the same thing for you…”

“Ah...but...how? I...I still...don’t even...know you…” Jake’s mind was a whirl again, much like it had been so many days previous, but his body certainly didn’t seem to be minding the touches it was getting. Why the dragon would be interested in him, he had no clue, though…

“You’re right, it would take some getting to know you, but that’s the best part of friendship, I think...it’s getting to know people and really connect with them. Besides, there’s a pretty easy way to start...you don’t know your sexual orientation, everyone says I’m uncannily good at figuring that out.”

“You...can tell if I’m gay just by...uh, touching me like this?”

Trest snickered devilishly. “Oh, trust me, touching isn’t required. It’s simply...confirmation. And I can tell more than just gay and straight...people think that orientation is just that, but there’s a lot more to it. It’s really about all your sexual preferences and traits, the inborn things that you enjoy whether you understand it or not. For instance, I’ve always held that there’s a second dimension, dominant versus submissive. Some people like to be in control, others like being controlled...and some have no preference or can be happy with either one, to various degrees. I’m definitely one of the ones more on the dominant side...but I’m guessing you already could guess that.”

Jake nodded, hissing through clenched teeth as he felt Trest’s claws rub at his nipples a bit before starting to trail downwards. He almost felt like prey being toyed with by a predator...and somehow, that wasn’t so bad a feeling as he would have thought. “You...you think...I’m…I don’t...know if...um, if that’s what I...what I am, even…”

“Well, it’s certainly possible that it’s not...but I think…” Trest’s other hand snuck down to the band of Jake’s shorts, his fingers diving in to rub a bit around the sensitive zones. Jake gasped a bit as he felt nails rake slightly roughly across his erect dick. “That one part of you is in agreement with me. Like I said before, I have a sense about these things, I was sure almost as soon as I laid eyes on you. And I’m pretty sure you’re a nice, submissive gay boy at heart, who hasn’t had the chance to live it out. And that’s almost a crime.”

The human squirmed a bit, the odd pleasure and subtle intensity of the dragon adding to his confusion...yet, it wasn’t escaping him that he wasn’t making any move to get away from Trest, nor, despite the chaos in his mind, was there any real signal that he wanted to. “Is that...is that why...you approached me?”

“Maybe in part...since it’s a match for what I like to look for.” Not that he’d been consciously thinking about it, but those types were the kind who caught his attention more...maybe that had been part of what had sent his eyes to Jake in the first place, without him realizing it. “But I wouldn’t want to just take advantage of you and your...vulnerability. On the contrary, I think you deserve to feel good, and my job is to do just that...and if you’re a nice, submissive gay boy, then it’s my duty as a nice, dominant gay dragon to sate those desires.”

There wasn’t a clear response from Jake, he started to say something but the words cut into a moan as Trest’s grip on his cock intensified. “You’re so used to having to do everything yourself, the only one in control of your life...but you never found it...stimulating, did you? Almost everyone likes having control in their lives, but not everyone finds it...thrilling, necessarily. For quite a few people, ceding that control is arousing, they’re given pleasure and a rush from it, that helps recharge them in the rest of their lives. And maybe you’ve heard some unpleasant things about people who have this orientation, derogatory comments from ignorant fools who think it’s somehow wrong to be gay, or that only pussy bitches are subs...and I’ll be the first to tell you that any orientation is a good one, if it gives you what you need.”

Even if Jake still wasn’t sure this was really what he needed, no real argument or protest was forming...he was pushing into the dragon’s grip, eyes shut tight, trying to get more pleasure out of the reptile’s imposition. Was this really him, or was he just so desperate that a guy he’d just met working him over was perfectly fine by him? He didn’t really know...and at that point, he wasn’t sure it mattered. He yelped a bit as he felt his shorts and boxers get pulled down, lifted a bit so that they could get dragged down his legs. “Ngha...h-here?”

“Why wait, when you need it so badly?” Trest licked Jake’s ear, he could almost feel the heat off the human’s face. His hand had retreated, but only so he could yank down his own shorts, as his own cock was starting to push its way into view. “No one’s going to mess with a dragon getting action, if they’re even sober enough to notice. So take them off.”

It was a bit chancy, giving the first order to the confused human...it was barely pushy, but if he’d misread Jake it would certainly kill the mood nonetheless. But Jake felt a chill go through him as he heard the words, he knew he could say no yet, in his gut and his loins, there was a powerful drive telling him he couldn’t. That he HAD to do as he was told...and that he wanted to, that it felt good, that it made him hotter. It was like a switch had flipped - it didn’t matter anymore if this was just something he was desperate for or really a part of him, Trest was right, he needed this too badly to even think of stopping now.

Almost in a daze, he kicked off his sandals, and then shifted to drop his shorts and boxers off of his legs, freeing them up and allowing them to spread a bit, opening himself up for more of Trest’s attention. He got it rather rapidly, as the dragon pulled him closer and began playing with him with both hands...one was sneaking under his shirt while the other was playing with his achingly hard erection, teasing and stroking it in ways that Jake had never really explored. Soon he could feel Trest trying to pull his shirt up, and let the dragon do so...up over his head and off his body, and then tossed to the ground with his other clothes. Immediately he returned to tweaking the human’s nipples and lightly scratching his chest, making Jake shudder even harder, his arousal hitting a fever pitch. Masturbation had never been this thrilling...then again, he hadn’t ever been leaning against a muscular, scaly body that seemed to know him better than he knew himself, and took full advantage.

Trest was grinning from horn to horn. The kid was putty in his hands...oh, he needed this worse than anyone Trest had ever encountered. There was no question to him he had a young man who played perfectly into his tastes, and he was going to make sure every drop of pleasure was wrung from this encounter...and if he played his cards right, that would only be the start of it. “That’s right...just relax, let me give you a taste of what you can get…” he hissed quietly, slightly forcefully, but not directly ordering. First he had to loosen the kid up, he was clearly pent-up and needed some...pressure release. His hand wrapped around the human’s cock, pumping it more vigorously while one clawed finger teased the head, and his other gave pinches here and there to his nipples, a bit rougher than before but not too much, he knew how to just skirt the edge of overboard from plenty of experience. And he held Jake close to him, subtly showing his strength, something he was sure was interesting to the human...and the coup de grace, leaning his head in to just nip a bit at Jake’s ear, not a real bite but just catching it in tightness briefly and letting go.

It took very little time after that nip for Jake to lose it. He jerked a bit in Trest’s arms, squirting his load into the dragon’s hand and into the air. His breaths were coming in heaves as he surrendered to the pleasure...Trest had been thorough, his whole body was quivering from the teasing and the climax that followed. Just a taste of what he’d been missing out on...wracked by waves of pleasure, it was hard not to believe that he really was this expert, and maybe everything else he was saying had a real truth to it. Certainly, his body didn’t seem to be minding that the dragon had essentially imposed his will on him without a hint of protest.

Trest made sure to hold Jake tight but gently as he rode out his orgasm, offering a few extra strokes to milk out as much of that pent-up seed as he could manage. The human came quite a bit, for a human at least...pent-up might have been an understatement. Or maybe he’d just been lacking in the proper pleasure to get it out. But finally, it stopped coming and Jake relaxed into him. He gave him a bit...his own need was quite clear, but rushing such a new person to this kind of thing was more likely to push him away. That, sadly, he had personal experience with.

When he felt Jake shift again, getting a bit more upright in his arms and calmed down, that was when Trest felt he was ready. “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“Y-yeah...wow…”

“Indeed. But, I think it’s only...POLITE to return the favor...don’t you?”

“...Ah…” Jake’s heart skipped a beat. There wasn’t much subtlety there, it was clear what Trest wanted...again, he knew he could have said no, but part of him felt like it was just wrong. He’d gotten such pleasure, didn’t Trest deserve the same? He wasn’t really finding any objection in his head to obeying Trest...the dragon had only been doing good by him so far, hadn’t he? He still didn’t quite know if this was his normal him, but playing the role for now, submissive and obedient, didn’t seem like a bad thing.

Opening his eyes and looking over, he did find one reason to be hesitant: the dragon’s cock, heavy and dripping between his legs, jutting straight upright. To call it imposing was an understatement - the thing was enormous, far longer and thicker than his own, probably more a match for Jake’s arm than anything between his legs. The head looked a bit like a mace, pointed but thickening quickly and dotted with soft spikes; down the rest of it, he could see similar spikes but in more uniform lines at the cardinal points along the girth. It got pretty wide as he got towards the base...and then the base got even wider, with some large bulge just before Trest’s slit. The whole thing was also giving off a very strong scent that he was just now getting to be aware of - deep, oily, musky, it felt almost like an invader in his nose, yet a couple of stronger whiffs and he found himself unexpectedly partial to it.

“Don’t worry...it looks a lot harsher than it feels,” Trest remarked with a chuckle. It wasn’t the first time he’d gotten an uncertain look at what he was packing...dragons had a tendency to be a bit more on the unusual side there. “I’ve not had a bad review yet.”

Jake nodded silently. It definitely had thrown him a bit, but, he had no reason not to believe Trest. After all, though there was a lot of stuff on it, none of it looked sharp or anything like that...he didn’t know how it would compare to one like his, since he’d never had one up there. It did look big, though...but he was also starting to get the feeling that he wasn’t the dragon’s first human. Almost before he could even really think about it, the words slipped out of his mouth: “What do you want me to do?”

He’d hardly been happier to hear those words. Trest grinned more broadly and tensed his grip on Jake a bit. “Well, since you asked...I want you to suck me off, swallow my cum, and then thank me afterwards.”

That was significantly more forward and aggressive than Jake had expected...but, well, he had asked. Maybe he could have talked the dragon back a bit, but...after what he’d gone through, he felt a little compelled to give Trest what he wanted. After all, Trest had done the same for him...so, without argument, he slipped off the bench and knelt between Trest’s legs, getting up close and personal with the dragon’s cock. It really was huge, he was entirely sure he couldn’t take it all it his mouth comfortably...but, Trest hadn’t demanded that, sucking could just be the head…

He hadn’t ever done anything like this before, but it seemed straightforward enough - tongue and mouth on penis, there weren’t a lot of variations on the subject in his mind. He started with a lick at the tip...the scent he’d been smelling suddenly came ten times stronger into his mouth, with a saltiness on top of it. Strong, but not as overpowering as he’d feared...it encouraged him to continue, licking again, going between the spikes dotting the head. A clearly pleasured growl from Trest told him he was doing something right, so he kept at it.

For someone clearly tentative and naïve, Jake’s performance already had Trest’s seal of approval. The human was getting a little more into it, his tongue darting over various spots on Trest’s spiky head, his hands starting to rub the shaft a bit in additional stimulation. And he seemed to be getting nice and into it, too...he knew some guys who treated oral like a chore, that always irritated him. Jake appeared, as far as he could tell, to be genuinely enjoying it...and that was helping him enjoy it more too. His legs narrowed a bit, pressing against the human’s sides, only a light pressure but giving the impression of trapping him there. So far, Jake was fitting the bill...he really did seem to like being controlled. And Trest wondered how far he could take that.

Jake didn’t mind the feeling of the dragon’s thighs on his sides...in fact it was almost relaxing, like he didn’t have to think about pulling away, the option had been removed and it put his mind at ease. An odd thought, that, but he paid it no mind as he pushed forward, the only way that seemed to make sense to go. His mouth opened wide and he slipped the tip inside, then slowly worked himself down over the head. That alone felt like it was big enough to fill his whole mouth, though maybe that was just because those spikes rubbed and pushed against his mouth and tongue rather insistently, adding a pressure beyond just the sheer size of it. The spikes weren’t hard, but they clearly weren’t just going to give under him either...he was definitely going to feel them when they went somewhere else.

When? He was getting a bit ahead of himself...but...just realizing that, he knew it was something he wanted. So if Trest was going to go there...already, the thought of saying no seemed out of bounds. Why, if they both wanted that?

A hand on the back of his head jarred him from that idle thought. It was keeping him from pulling back up off of Trest’s head, almost insisting he go further. Before he could question it, he heard Trest, his voice quiet but insistent. “Deeper. I know you can do it.”

Why he would know something like that was beyond Jake...he’d never done this before, he was mostly just doing what made sense. But...again, the option of argument had been removed, and...he almost felt grateful for that. Oddly grateful that he couldn’t really say no with a huge cock taking up his mouth, and a hand that offered no option to remove it. His hands moved down on the cock and squeezed it a bit as he started to push the spiky head past his mouth and into his throat. It pressed against something sensitive as it went down, and he almost pulled back, but the hand had moved with him and barred his egress...he had no choice but to push in, fighting the gagging sensation with all his might. Eyes screwed shut, he tried to relaxed, settle his throat...to his surprise, it kind of worked, enough that he was able to push in deeper. He could feel the stretch of that head deeper in his gullet, and in his lips as the body of Trest’s cock widened further down. It was a lot, but he hadn’t even gotten halfway before he felt the hand leave his head and pat his back.

“See? I told you you could do it...there’s probably a lot of things you don’t realize you can do because you were too nervous to try, and you just need someone to make you try. I think I’ll be able to find quite a few of them…” Jake almost shivered at Trest’s words, so smooth and powerful. With just a little bit of force, clearly a fraction of the amount the dragon could impose, he was dictating Jake’s actions, and...and he was really enjoying it. His heart was racing, and his cock was hard again...hard to misinterpret those signs. “Now...I’m pretty close, so keep going, it won’t be long now. But my head doesn’t leave your throat until I start to shoot.”

There wasn’t really any way Jake could indicate his acknowledgement of the command except to just start moving. He started to bob a bit, not too quickly as the stretch was still a challenge to deal with, but enough to get more of those pleasured growls out of Trest. His hands had faded lower, and were rubbing the knot at the base, which felt almost warmer than the rest of the shaft, almost pulsing a bit with what he thought might be the dragon’s heartbeat. It wasn’t quite as fast as his own, but still pretty fast. He slurped over the giant cock, a bit of saliva dribbling out of the corners of his mouth as swallowing was denied him...he never pulled back enough to get that head out of his throat, even though nothing Trest did to him truly barred him from it. The hand didn’t leave his back, merely rubbing him encouragingly as he sucked the dragon off in the open night air. He’d almost forgotten entirely about where they were, in a public place where anyone could see them...maybe someone was already watching, he couldn’t see anything except black scales at the moment, there could be a whole crowd to his left or right or behind him that was staring at his display. The thought made his face redden again...but it didn’t slow his motions one bit.

He could hear Trest’s breathing getting heavier...his hand stopped moving, again applying pressure, though not towards any particular goal. Jake knew something was changing...and he remembered how tight and rigid he’d been during HIS climax...that was all the warning he was getting, but it was enough for him to prepare himself. Still, he couldn’t have been totally ready for the sudden thickening of the dick in his throat as a pulse of hot, heavy seed shot its way down his throat. Once it started, it didn’t let up, he could feel a second just moments later, leaving a warm trail down his throat as it pushed directly into his depths. He didn’t even have to swallow...but Trest had wanted him to...without questioning it, he pulled back, getting a couple more shots poured into his throat before he had the head in his mouth again. The next shot was a lot bigger than he had realized, some of it squirting out of his mouth before he had a chance to react...the taste was one of the reasons he had been slow to react, it was like everything he’d been tasting before except several times stronger and thicker, much saltier than the dragon’s precum, even a tough bitter with the muskiness. Yet...it drove his nose and mouth wild, it wasn’t the kind of pleasant that led him to sniff a flower but it drove an intense need, a want into him that he’d never really known before. And without further encouragement, he started to swallow it, drawing it into him like his life depended on it, trying to keep up with the flow. He couldn’t...not fully, at least, there was so much of it, each shot filled what little space remained in his mouth rapidly, and plenty of it was leaking out of him onto his body, Trest’s groin, the bench, and the ground.

It got easier near the end, when Trest’s load became smaller. Jake found himself catching up, even getting ahead, his mouth almost clear when the fresh seed shot into him, and was able to keep the mess from getting much bigger. His eyes were lidded, he was almost in a half-trance, just sucking and swallowing what he was given...until finally, he felt no more coming in. Only then did he pull off of Trest’s cock, licking it to get some of the last mess off of it. Only then did it really click what he’d just done...he’d just blown another guy for the first time, and it had been...unexpectedly easy, despite the size of the cock he’d had to take care of. In fact it had almost felt...natural. Like it had come to him without him needing to really figure out what he was doing. A thought that put him at ease even more...maybe Trest had been right about him.

And he hadn’t forgotten about his other command…with a bit of a smile on his face with a blush, he said, slightly hoarsely, “Th-thank you, Trest…”

Trest held back a chuckle but not a wide grin. “You’re quite welcome. You did really well for your first time, better than I expected...a bit more experience and you’ll be an expect cocksucker. And that’s a skill that a lot of guys will appreciate, believe me.”

“Ah...w-well, I wouldn’t know…”

“Then we’ll just have to make sure you do. But for now…” Trest moved his legs and then picked up Jake under his arms, lifting him easily into the air as he rose from the bench. There was a nice puddle of cum on the ground, being fed by what was dripping from the bench. It was maybe a bit rude to leave that there, but he wasn’t one for making someone lick up seed from a surface like that, and the only thing they had to wipe anything down was their clothes, so he just hoped that the next person would notice before sitting. He carried the human into the grass just across the path, laying him down on his back and settling over him. He was still quite hard, a fact that he didn’t try to mask at all as he stroked his cock against Jake’s. “All of that was quite fun...but there’s nothing like the main course.”

Breathlessly, Jake merely nodded. Again, it felt like things were being decided for him, but it wasn’t like he would have objected anyway. Heck, Trest didn’t even have to warn him, his virgin rear might have protested but his mouth certainly wouldn’t.

With a quiet rumble, Trest dragged his cock one more tine against Jake’s and then trailed the tip down along his taint, then rested it against his asshole. “Rrrr...let’s play a little game. Let’s say I’ve got a spell on my dick...if I shoot inside you, then you belong to me, no questions asked. When I’m getting close, I wonder...are you gonna ask me to pull out, or beg for me to knot you? Let’s find out.”

Again, Jake nodded, as if he really could have done anything else. He had no clue if Trest was telling him about something real or just something fantastic...dragons did have some pretty funky magic, he’d heard, so it wasn’t impossible that he could do something like that. But at the moment it didn’t matter...he could think about that more when Trest was on the verge. Right now, he needed that thing to break him open.

And Trest was more than happy to accommodate. One of his hands grabbed Jake’s leg, spreading him wider, and with no further warning he started to push. His knobby head easily parted the previously-untouched pucker, his strength more than a match for the tight passage...Jake groaned as he felt the pressure and texture against his inner walls, his first sexual encounter finally culminating. It felt even bigger as it spread him open, stretching him beyond anything he’d ever imagined, but it hurt surprisingly little...Trest was taking it gentle on him to start, something he appreciated, even though he knew the dragon was capable of far more. His back arched as he felt the thick cock sink deeper in, jerking a bit as the head brushed against his prostate, making him squirt a dollop of precum into the air.

For Trest, the tightness and heat he felt wrapped around his dick was almost unparalleled. He’d had humans before, but never a virgin human, and Jake’s body hadn’t experienced something so big within him before...it clung to him almost desperately, ensuring he had to work his way in gradually. With experienced people, he would have been a lot faster on the initial entry, but that could potentially come in time with Jake...and he would show the full power of a dragon soon enough, even with a virgin. It just meant a little patience was needed, and he was a patient dragon. When his knot finally bumped against the human’s passage, he stayed still for a bit, waiting for Jake’s breathing to calm down.

So full...that was almost all Jake could think of as he felt Trest’s beastly cock make its way almost to the hilt. Almost...he still felt the knot outside, something that he knew from a few of the stories he read was meant to tie and keep a cock inside, which could take ownership of him if he let it in. The thought sent a shiver through him, and he had no clue if it was nerves or excitement at the idea. It was tough, adjusting to that size, but the pain had already evaporated...there was pleasure, to be sure, but at the moment most of what he was feeling was the incredible pressure, the stretch that went so deep into him, the rubbing of the spiky head and the lines of spikes along the length of that cock, every tiny motion sending another cascade of sensation through him. It felt so good...he wasn’t entirely sure his body was ready, but he wanted what Trest was giving to him and he wanted it now. He gave a jerky nod to Trest, wordlessly indicating he was ready.

Though Trest could tell Jake hadn’t fully relaxed, he was hardly about to refuse such an obvious request. One hand on the human’s shoulder, the other on his leg, he was in full control, and he was going to make use of it. He drew himself out slowly, then pushed back in, about twice as fast as before. Once again Jake groaned, but Trest could tell there was pleasure in it, not discomfort, an encouraging sign...he pulled out again, then pushed back in, even a little faster, definitely with more force. It seemed to him that Jake was dealing with it just fine, another pleasing thing...this was definitely an adaptable human.

Something Jake was thankful for, if not totally aware of it at the moment. All he knew was that the harder thrusts were making him feel so much better, the impact on his sensitive spots sending more potent jolts of pleasure through him, making him twitch a bit and his cock spurt more pre onto himself. It was so big, but felt so good, he loved how it stretched him out over and over again, every time it withdrew he felt like he was going back to just how he was before he’d ever had anything in him...it probably wasn’t quite that drastic, but he wasn’t really ever getting fully used to the girth, and he was glad for it. The grip Trest had no Jake certainly made pushing away impossible, not that he would have. He loved the feeling of it though, the dragon taking control and dictating the course of events without his input...again it was both relaxing and thrilling to not have to have any say in the matter.

Trest had been waiting, testing the waters a bit, but Jake was handling himself just fine...with a grin that the enraptured human didn’t see, he decided to up the ante. His grip tightened on Jake, and suddenly he went all out. His cock jerked out and then speared in HARD, and there was no waiting time between that and the next one - he was putting his all into it now, giving it to Jake just as hard and fast as a dragon could. His slick pre made the thrusts all the easier, and Jake’s walls had a surprising amount of give for the tightness...there was little impeding his thrusts, he was dragging nearly his entire length out and slamming it back in, pounding his knot against Jake’s rear as if he was trying to tie.

Jake couldn’t hold back his cries of ecstasy now, as the wild pleasure trebled in an instant. The sudden rush felt even better, his body was straining but it was a good strain, as the dragon’s thickness made it fight to contain it. His prostate was harshly battered, other sensitive points mauled relentlessly, and he could feel his asshole straining against the pressure of the knot. All while he was feeling his orgasm come on quickly, fighting against the fatigue from having so recently been compelled...and he wanted it all, wanted every single bit of the chaos within him. He didn’t care what getting seeded would do now...no, not even that, he wanted it, he knew for sure, he loved the dragon’s dominance, he really was a subby gay boy and Trest was everything he’d never known he wanted. Between pants and cries, one word managed to slip out. “...Please…”

There wasn’t much behind it, but Trest didn’t need to ask. Immediately he started pounding hard, trying to break the human’s ass open around his knot, get fully within him and start unloading. As close as he was, it was almost a race - knotting was a great sensation but he didn’t technically need it to get off, and he didn’t want to shoot before giving Jake what he wanted. As he felt a familiar twitch start to rise, he switched tactics, slamming in once and pushing hard, trying to use all he could to force Jake’s ass to accept him without actually hurting him...and finally it opened to him, and he felt himself go even deeper, shunting his knot in and getting it locked in tight.

It was almost simultaneous - Jake went off just a hair before Trest did, shooting a still-copious load into the air that splattered onto himself and Trest. It was barely a drip compared to what Trest started shooting into him, though, or at least it felt that way as huge gushes poured into his body, taking up whatever space hadn’t been crammed full of dragon dick. It felt so good, so hot and actually soothing despite adding to the pressure...not a bit of it was escaping him, thanks to that thick knot, though he could feel it trying to get around, making him squirm a bit from the sloppy wet sensations. He clung to Trest, crying over and over as pleasure wracked him endlessly. Trest’s grip on him changed, he let go of the human’s arm and shoulder and instead wrapped his arms around Jake’s body, sitting upright and holding him close as they rode out their orgasms together.

It felt almost like a wonderful eternity, yet also like it ended too soon...the sharp jolts of pleasure faded to the warm glow of post-coital contentment. Jake was heaving hard, feeling much more worn out by this than anything before...it had been a lot to take, especially for his inexperienced body, but he was glad he’d done it. In the chaos, he’d kind of forgotten about the spellbinding thing...he didn’t really feel any different, but those things could probably be subtle…

“How was that?” Trest’s deep voice sent a shiver through him...that may or may not have been any indication, the dragon had definitely had an effect on him either way.

“R-really...really good...th-thank you…”

“Heh, my pleasure. Well, my pleasure too.”

“I’m...glad. Uh...did you...really have a spell?”

Trest snickered quietly. “Nah...I have plenty of magic tricks up my sleeve for fun with guys, but, when it comes to domination, I don’t like magic...too cheap and easy. You’re not really domming unless you have a nice, happy, willing sub eager to be dommed. But the mental image is a good one...and it can be...revealing.”

Jake blushed a bit deeper. “Y-yeah...I...I think...you were right about me. You...you really are good at that.”

“Heh...that’s just one thing I’m good at, to hear others say it. I’d love to show you lots more.”

“Yeah...I think I’d like that. I guess I could really use the help…”

“We all can at times.” Trest rubbed Jake’s back reassuringly. “Well then...maybe we can get you moved into my place then.”

Jake started. “M-moved...in?”

“Heh, sure, why not?”

“Ah...but...er...we just met...I know we hit it off, but that’s…”

“When are you supposed to be out of the dorms?”

The understanding hit Jake quite solidly there. “Next...Friday.”

“About what I thought. You wanna be stressing out over trying to find an apartment on crazy short notice, and who knows where you’d want to go anyway? I don’t know anyone who’d enjoy that, but you’ve been through enough of that stress. You move in with me, I’ve got plenty of space and I live alone, and it’ll be one less thing for you to worry about. I can help you figure out what you want to do, how to get there, and help get you on track...and I can indulge your subby side to your heart’s content. And believe me, you’ve only seen the first taste of what a creative dom can do with an adventurous sub like you...you’re gonna have, and be, a lot of fun, I can promise you that.”

When he put it that way...it certainly wasn’t an order, and there was clearly room for other options, but Trest was right, Jake wanted nothing less than to go through any of those. This was an offer that seemed just right...the first just right thing he’d had in a long time. Well, second...getting controlled and nailed by Trest was the first. Which meant Trest was part of both of them...that seemed like a trend that would be wise to follow. “Yeah...okay. Let’s do that.”

“Excellent. I will make sure you have no reason to regret it.” And Trest was pretty sure that wasn’t going to be a challenge - Jake had been so much more pliable than most subs he’d come across, and he had plenty of plans to show him what that could offer him. And perhaps, if he did it right, even after he’d given the human the orientation he needed to get him on track, Jake would still want to stay with him...but that was for the future to decide, and there was still a good bit of that to come.