Like a Walk in the Park
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Like A Walk in the Park
by Segremores Moon, a commission for Cekle
A cool breeze ruffled his fur, causing the short, lithe otter boy to shiver a little. Cekle's fur kept him warm through most elements. Even in snow, he'd only have to have a light jacket on to keep himself nice and warm, and tonight in the park was no exception. The five foot tall otter was shivering because of the concept of his being there that late. Everyone who had half a brain and had lived in the area for at least a month knew that after hours at Bon-Tom park was the time that the cruising began. Gay cruising, guys looking for a quick fuck and desiring a nice, public, nature-oriented setting to do it in. The thought was both arousing and nerve-wracking.
He sighed a little, sitting on a nearby bench made of hard wood. It wouldn't have come to this in the first place if the young otter had been experimenting when he was a teen. As it was, Cekle was a virgin and almost twenty years old. At his age, he figured he was already getting desperate. Of course, even this was a silly notion. Cekle could more than likely get any fur he wanted. His nice, toned lithe body, his well-kept light brown fur with his interesting badger-like face markings. Then, there were his brilliant blue eyes, which anyone would give quite a bit to see smile if it weren't for his shyness.
Cekle blushed through his fur, hearing someone off in the distance enjoying themselves. "This is stupid," he proclaimed the evening a bust, standing up and starting to walk back toward home... At least, that's what he tried to do, if it weren't for the wall of dark scales that he suddenly crashed right into, not having realized that someone had come closer in the few moments that his ass has been seated on that bench. A firm arm came around to grip behind him, steadying the much shorter otter as a warm, deep chuckle emanated from the beast in front of him.
"Whoa there, rough enough night already that you can't see two feet in front of you?" came the voice, making Cekle blush even more at the sound as his eyes came into focus. The chest came into view first, since that's where his eye-level came to, dark grayish brown scales stretched across nice-sized pectoral muscles. The scales were etched with a sort of intricate design which made the otter blink, but he stepped back a bit, the arm letting him go.
It was a dragon, a tall dragon, standing in front of him and smiling, those grey/brown scales stretched all over his form, showing off a good muscle tone and size. Those tattoos also seemed to be everywhere, running up and down his arms and legs, and probably his back, if Cekle had to make a guess. His long, thick tail flicked behind him as he crossed his arms over his chest. The otter suddenly gasping as he realized the one thing that should have grabbed his attention immediately, the fact that the dragon wasn't wearing any clothing. His genitals proudly on display, a pair of solid, swollen-looking testicles stretching out their own sac, and an uncut member that dangled nearly half way down his thighs in its state of rest.
His blue eyes widened as he turned his attention to the dragon's face instead having to look up as the big guy chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest, his own bright green eyes shined with mirth, and his pierced, red earfans fluttered a bit. "See something you like?" he asked in that warm, deep voice, his head moving back and forth on his slightly longish neck, showing off his set of five matching black horns which crowned his head.
"I... uh..." the otter tried to find the words, the dragon standing there patiently. Cekle made no move though, blushing even more fiercely until it started to show through his cheeks, making the dragon's smile widen a little. He stepped forward suddenly, that veritable wall of scales closer than before, and a warmth began to radiate from him, soothing the otter.
"You do know where you are, don't you? You do know what time it is? It's alright, let's play, come over here into the more woodsy part of the park where no one will see us," the dragon cooed softly, trying to soothe the nervous fur in front of him. With a swish of his hips, he turned and padded off to the higher bushes, toward the tree line, and disappeared, leaving the otter alone once again.
He stood there, twisting his paws together, trying to decide whether this was a good idea or not. There was no denying his attraction to this big dragon that had suddenly taken an interest in him, his firm, insistent erection proved that. He wanted that cock so bad for some reason, wanted to play with it, have it in his ass, anything. Well, he was already here anyway, and the dragon did offer first. He would be disappointing the other and wasting his own time if he just left without trying this out. He steeled his resolve, then padded into the high bushes after his newfound friend.
The dragon wasn't that much further into the tree line, his body leaning against the trunk of a big tree that must have been there for a few hundred years at least. He was aroused now too, that big dragon length of his standing proudly from his groin, arching into the air at what must have been almost a foot long or so, causing Cekle to pause and shiver again, his own arousal flexing against his pants, wanting out. "Take off your clothes, enjoy the cool night air with me before we get started," the dragon rumbled, standing up straight from the tree, his paw gently caressing his own shaft, showing it off to the otter, trying to entice him.
It was working, Cekle's attention tried to tear itself away from that beautiful length, but there was no denying its hypnotic hold on him. He had to have it, and in order to have it, he would have to be nude. His blush came back in full force as he found himself starting to open his shorts, unzipping them slowly, eyes downcast as he did it, embarrassed. He didn't think he was anything special after all.
The otter took the plunge, letting his shorts drop down his legs, exposing him completely. He wasn't wearing any underwear at all, his brown furry sheath and balls hanging there, that sheath definitely open and letting his modest length glisten in the cool night air. He looked up with a nervous smile, the dragon licking his lips a bit in response. "See? Nothing to be afraid of, now your shirt," he rumbled deeply, giving his own length another good stroke from base to tip, then back down again, a clear drop of precum suddenly oozing from the tip of his shaft and rolling down the dark length of meat. Was the dragon's cock... bigger now? Cekle blinked a little, shaking his head. It must have been a trick the darkness was playing, but the dragon's shaft seemed to reach even further upward than before, and look thicker.
He slowly hooked his paws under his shirt, pulling it upward as he stepped out of his pants, slowly pulling it off, his vision obscured by the green t-shirt as he pulled it up over his head, then tossed it to the side. The dragon continued to stand there, stroking himself, but now he was bigger, his shaft definitely larger than it had been when he was first leaning against the tree. Even his balls looked more full, more pendulous, but all the more enticing. Cekle felt his cock flex, and let out a little precum of its own.
"Lay down, back against the tree if you want to watch... or with your rump in the air if you don't," the dragon almost commanded the blushing otter, grinning away as Cekle stood their uncertainly. He hesitated for a few moments, still very unsure of himself and even less sure that he wanted to go through with this. His prospective fuck for the evening simply stood there, stroking his enormous dark erection, enticing the otter into compliance. There was still no doubt that he wanted his first time to be with a dick like that, even though it looked like it could be painful going in...
"Alright," he finally sighed, his voice sounding much more small and timid than he had planned for it to come out. He moved to the big tree the dragon stood beside, then slowly got onto his paws and knees, his head ducking down by the roots and the soft grass as his rudder-like tail flipped up and over his back, exposing his light pink asshole to the dragon.
"That's a good boy, let's just relax for a moment though. Maybe you want a little massage to relax you first?" He asked, consideration and a little concern touching the dragon's voice as the otter could hear him moving behind him, the gentle crush of grass and a few leaves almost piercing in the night's silence. Without waiting for an answer, the dragon... Cekle didn't even know his name yet... took the otter's footpaws in his hands, gently starting to massage them.
Oh those big, warm, scalie paws had strong, magical fingers. They worked into his soles and eased the tension in his legs gradually. A little moan escaped from the otter, as it really felt wonderful to be treated so well by this handsome, total stranger. His face turned almost pink with blushing, and he buried his head in amongst the fallen leaves, not wanting the guy behind him to see that he was embarrassed by this whole thing.
The dragon continued his massage unheeded, bringing the other otter footpaw close to the first, then starting to massage both of them in a gentle, rhythmic manner. "There's no need to feel embarrassed by wanting another male," he rumbled to Cekle, and the otter could feel his paws gently starting to work backward, up toward his ankles, making his toes feel very warm and tingly. "This must be your first time." he suggested in a low whisper, making Cekle twitch a little, a nervous giggle leaving his throat.
"Don't worry, after tonight, your worries will just... melt away, I promise," the dragon continued, his voice carrying a curiously devious air, as if he were sharing an important secret with his new friend. Cekle paid this comment no mind, simply feeling himself relax under the experienced paws of the dragon, who was working slowly up his calves now, his paws squeezing and rotating those muscles to work out any tension, leaving him like jello from the ankles down, his feet feeling very warm and weak, as if they were still being caressed.
Things continued like this for a while. Minutes must have dragged on as the dragon massaged upward and as Cekle continued to relax further and further. It wasn't until Cekle felt those scalie paws start touching his exposed ass that he realized that something was wrong. The touch made his legs twitch involuntarily, and he felt them move only slightly, as if they were trapped in something formfitting.. and wet... He tried to move them again, and this caused the dragon to stop what he was doing and moan gently, his paws resting on the otter's shoulders as Cekle tried to look up at what was going on.
He couldn't get his mind to wrap around what was going on, where the dragon's member should have been, there was a monstrous anaconda-sized appendage protruding thickly over a pair of testicles that looked like a burlap bag containing a pair of bowling balls instead. He gasped, then tried to move, realizing that his legs were fully encased in that thing, enveloped by the inside of that turgid flesh, and sinking deeper. Before his very eyes, he watched as the hugely-stretched cumslit and foreskin of the incredibly-sized dragon cock slid up and over his ass, smoothly swallowing it down. The dragon, caught in the act, could only grin and shrug.
"Hold still, half way there..." he said simply. Cekle shouted in surprise, realizing that this was serious, and he was being swallowed by this massive member. Obviously, he struggled. First he tried to kick with his legs, then push away from the dragon's massive arms with his own paws. The dragon simply chuckled and continued his gradual consumption of the trapped otter, loud, wet noises meeting his panicked ears as the dragon cock continued to swallow him down.
"Oh gods, no please!" he cried out, trying to appeal to the dragon's sense of mercy, which only got a little giggle out of the dragon consuming him. He could feel a mass of hot precum flow up and out of the shaft he was half-stuck within even as another muscular pull from the internals dragged his belly area in by at least three inches or so. He'd almost be aroused if he weren't so panicked, his erection long gone. He tried to anchor himself, reaching out for the tree trunk and wrapping his arms securely around the bark, claws digging in. Success, it managed to stop the dragon's consumption for a moment, making him grimace a little.
The dragon stood instead, grunting as he lifted all that weight, temporarily dislodging Cekle from his grip before the otter simply grabbed on a little higher up the trunk, managing to wrap his arms fully around the circumference.
"Heeeeelp! Heeeelp!" he began to cry out in as loud a voice as he could manage as the dragon started trying to pull him away from the tree by that huge member. Loud sucking noises were the only result, any slack pulled taut over and over again by the efforts of the scalie beast in opposition to the otter's desperate struggle to stay out.
A loud growl from behind him signaled frustration on the dragon's part, and he looked back to watch as the beast found a different tactic instead, pushing forward. With one, loud, quick squelch, what was left of Cekle's body was suddenly shoved deeper into the dragon's cock, the thick head all the way up to the beginning of his shoulders, up to his armpits. Only his head and arms left visible.
"Just give in, little meal, there's no hope for you. No one's going to hear your shouts, and I can wait it out much longer than you can," the scalie sadist said, rubbing the base of his enormous erection, feeling the otter's calves struggling around that area, his feet planted somewhere in his big groin.
The otter wouldn't listen, continuing his cries for help, his frantic grip on the tree, his firm, but useless struggles buried deep inside that penis.
"Fine, we'll do this the hard way..." he growled at the unwilling otter meal, pushing his cock firmly against the otter's remaining body parts and groaning softly, both from the pressure and from the sudden burst of precum that splattered the boy's head and the tree it was pressed up against, leaving a wet mess. This made Cekle pause in his screams, having to cough up wads of the stuff that had accidentally found its way into his muzzle during one of his cries for help.
Even before he could get every drop of the salty/sweet goo from his lips, the dragon spurted another, painting the tree with the clear stuff and soaking the otter attached to it through, making him sputter more frantically.
He nearly couldn't breathe, being doused in wave after wave of the hot stuff, and the dragon didn't stop there, continuing his furious precum assault on the boy, until he was sure the grass below was matted down to a flat sheen, the tree smelling thickly of sex.
His grip slipped, the otter gasping as the dragon took advantage of this, tugging firmly with those internal muscles and dragging Cekle away from his anchor. His head vanished inside that swollen cockhead quickly, giving him a split-second last look of the outside world before his face was surrounded by the hot, gooey interior of that ravenous male shaft. His claws gouged rifts in the bard from where he was trying to hold on, but it was no good, the goo had done its work and made the tree too slick to hold onto anymore, even with claw grips.
The otter's matted arms slid easily inside the cock, but another snag occurred, his fingers just outside the cumslit, holding on with a firm grip on those twin hills of the dragon's cockhead.
The dragon lifted his massive member in both strong arms, bringing the tip to his face so he could see. He laughed heartily at the tenacity, his paws rubbing over the form of the otter clearly bulging out the underside of his cock, caressing it softly. "Mmm, you have proved to be a very interesting meal, my friend, but you have to go, accept your fate..." he said, kissing those fingers softly.
With a firm, powerful flex of his loins, the fingers slipped in softly, making the dragon growl out in sudden pain. Cekle's claws had managed to dig into his sensitive flesh, and a few scratch marks appeared in angry red lines even as the rest of the otter disappeared from view.
"I forgive you, now be good," the dragon cooed, gently rubbing his shaft, standing there amongst the trees as his victim was pulled downward steadily, fed into his groin. His prostate started to fill with the otter boy, Cekle trying to breathe all the way down, unable to find much air at all, but lots of fluids. He was shoved forcefully into the dragon's lower belly, and it swelled with his presence, the dragon petting over the firm swell with a grin. It wouldn't be long now.
Cekle tried to get out, clawing at the inner walls of the big, fleshy organ holding onto him, all the air that had come with him being squeezed out through the dragon's cock and into the night air, drips of precum drooling from his oozing tip. "Yeah, feel the change..." the dragon groaned, petting his bulging midsection as the prostate was filled with clear liquid, soaking into the otter, and making him tingle insanely all over, trying to cry out with the last of his air, escaping in bubbles all around him. He thrashed, he twisted and turned, but he was getting weak.
Before long, minutes after he was gone, the otter stopped moving, his form breaking down softly inside the dragon's prostate, turning into fertile dragon cum. He groaned a little, squatting in the grass, his already sizable testicles expanding quickly as that pressure was released, filling with his latest victim.
"Mmm, yeah... that's the stuff... welcome to the collective," the dragon grinned, standing up again, caressing his enormous balls even as his cock shrank back to a more normal size. He wouldn't be able to get rid of that extra size in his balls though, not for a good long while, at least as long as it took to find his next meal...