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The Dragon's Boys

For Heru

By Draconicon

The dining car was seldom the most private place on the train, but Darl did have a few expectations. The green dragon expected that his meal would be quiet. He expected that the staff on the train would treat people with respect. Most of all, he expected that the meal would go by with no surprises.

He was disappointed on all accounts halfway through his meal when two waiters caught everyone's attention by pulling two boys out of their seats, yanking them away from their meals.

As Darl looked on, he realized that the doberman and the great dane were technically adults, though very young ones. The dragon watched as the scene continued to get louder and louder, casually taking a few bites of his steak - overcooked, unfortunately - as the argument got more and more heated. Something about money, about their tickets not allowing them there -

Slap.

As one of the waiters slapped the doberman, Darl stood up. He crossed the entire dining car in little more than a few seconds, and grabbed the offending feline by the wrist.

"Do that again, and you will be fired."

The waiter turned, but immediately backed down as he saw who was holding him. Darl shoved him away, and looked at the two boys.

They had to be about 18, 19 at the very most. Upon closer examination, he could see that their clothes were ratty, a bit ripped in the knees and waist, and probably a little bit wetter with sweat than fresh clothes normally would be. A quick sniff caught the scent of two males that hadn't bathed in a day, and he arched an eyebrow.

"You two. My stateroom. Now."

"But -"

"Car 3, room 2. I will be there shortly. Go."

The dragon kept his eyes on the pair of them until they were out of the dining car, and then turned his attention back to the waiters. Several other members of the train staff had approached in that time, and he shook his head.

"Pitiful."

#

With his wallet somewhat lighter after paying off the boys' meal, Darl made his way back towards the front of the train. He knew that some of the waiters would be losing the job after this, and he felt somewhat proud of that. There was no excuse for that sort of rowdy behavior.

But now, what to do with the boys...

He opened the door to his stateroom, and was relieved to find that they were waiting, obediently, on the bed. They both sat there, their hands folded over their laps, and their eyes on the floor. Or rather, on the floor until the door opened. Then the great dane shifted slightly, putting himself between the dragon and the doberman.

Loyalty. Commendable.

"I talked with the waiters. It seems that you were out of place."

"It's not our fault. Nobody told us that -"

"There are signs. Did you not read them?"

"Well..."

The way that the boy blushed, it meant one of two things. Either he had missed them, or...

"Can you not read?"

Both of the dogs shook their heads.

"That seems inexcusable."

"Well, they didn't exactly teach us that at the orphanage, now did they?"

The dane seemed to have quite a mouth on him, though for the moment, Darl could excuse it. He glanced around him, at the doberman, who seemed unwilling to speak. He didn't get much of a look before the great dane slid in front of him again.

"Hey, talk to me, alright? I'm the one that talks."

"And he is the one who..."

"Gets beaten."

"Hey, that was never your fault. They shouldn't have done that. Just...just stay quiet and let me handle this."

They were obviously close, that was clear. The dragon cocked his head to the side, leaning back against the door.

"I am assuming that they released you, and recently."

"Release...fuck that. They kicked us out."

"What did you do?"

"We turned eighteen, you asshole. They can't keep us after that, and they wouldn't let us stay!"

"So you hopped onto a train...expecting what?"

"I...I don't know."

The fight went out of the dane then, though he never slipped out of his protective spot. Darl shook his head as he looked at the pair of them. Anger, hate for the system, and desperation never did anyone any favors. Combined, it would likely leave the two of them starving in a ditch somewhere, if they didn't find someone to take care of them.

He kept looking over them. They were not in good shape, but they weren't in bad shape, either. Though their clothes were ragged and a bit stained, they had taken good care of each other. He could see some muscle on their arms, and neither one looked weak. They could be...yes...Yes, that would work out nicely.

"I have a proposal for you."

"Yeah? What?"

Darl pulled a chair from the little desk his room had, and pushed it up against the door before sitting on it. A quick flick of his finger dragged the zipper on his pants down, and as he fished out his cock, the room immediately started filling with his musk. Both of the boys leaped up, one gagging and the other covering his mouth. The dane shouted at him.

"Hey, hey! We're straight! Not interested in that deal!"

"I have a very different deal to what you're thinking."

They rushed to the window, the doberman trying to open it, while the dane tried to smash it. Neither worked, of course. The stateroom was electronically operated, and he had the remote on him already. Darl crossed his hands just above his hardening cock, allowing the musk to filter through the room, filling their noses. It was only a matter of time.

The boys kept struggling for perhaps a minute before the powerful scent filled their lungs completely, and he saw it as they went limp. They leaned against the wall slowly, their arms falling back to their sides as their tails slowly went up. The way that their jeans hugged their asses was a particularly nice touch, and Darl smiled to himself.

"Excellent."

#

The journey didn't take long. Two more days on the train, and he was back in his hometown. The two dogs were completely mind-zonked by that point, having been exposed to his musk constantly for nearly forty-eight hours. Every moment that he was in his room, he'd kept everything closed and his pants undone, allowing them to absorb it and let it work on their minds. It had done a fair bit of work for him, and the drive home was very nice, as a result; pitched tents as he slid his hands down the backs of their pants was always a lovely sight to see.

But even that was only a taste of what was to come. His limo driver brought them up to the front door, and helped him take the boys out of the back. Neither of them were capable of walking at that point, and had to be led like dogs towards the front door of his mansion. They stared ahead with their tongues lolling out, and their eyes blank.

They were waiting for instructions, and he had plenty to give.

Up the stairs they went to the bedroom, where he told his servants to leave them be. The boys stared up at him as he stripped down, throwing his pants, his shoes, his socks, and his shirt off to the side. The boys watched it all, only to start panting as he cupped his crotch, showing off his bulge.

"You boys want a bone, hmm? Well, come and get it."

They padded across the floor, their mouths hanging open as they leaned in and started dragging their faces across his bulge. Their nostrils flared as they huffed at the musk of his tight underwear, dragging their wet noses up and down his crotch. He smiled as they lingered at the head, feeling the moisture teasing at his cock.

"Go on. Lick."

They stayed on their hands and knees as they dragged their tongues up and down his bulge, rubbing them over the fabric that was stained with the pre of the last few hours. They licked and lapped and sucked on it every time that their lips pressed against it. From both sides, he got quite the tongue-lashing, squeezing and rubbing at his dick and balls.

Darl slowly dragged his underwear down, letting the tip of his cock out first, and then the rest of his shaft. The scent seemed to drive the boys mad, the two of them panting and gasping and whimpering for it as they started slurping over his cock.

He was forced to sit down, finally naked as he leaned back, his legs splayed out in front of him. The doberman laid on his left side, the great dane on his right. Their hands rested on his thighs, their faces were buried in his crotch, and their asses...

Mmm, their asses were pointed right towards him. Their tails hadn't gone down for days, and he could see the twitching, trembling holes that laid beneath them. Hard-muscled cheeks framed them perfectly, and the hot, bitter smell of hole and sweat coming off of them was a powerful aphrodisiac for him. His cock twitched as he leaned in, taking a sniff of one hole, then the other. It burned in his nose, but in the best of ways.

He ran his hands up their legs, going up the doberman's left leg, and along the great dane's right. They were thick and hard, and their asses were just as muscled as he'd expected. He groped, squeezing them, pulling on them, even, but they didn't react. No squishing, no jiggling like with softer boys. No, these were hard males...but still, his boys.

Chuckling, the dragon rewarded their service. He leaned over the doberman's backside, dragging his tongue along the curve of his ass cheek. A few droplets of sweat collected on his slender tongue, but it was the hotter taste just under the tail that he craved. Darl groaned as his forked tongue found that pucker, slipping inside gently, and he moaned as he flicked his tongue in and out, sliding past the rim and then back outside of it.

His fingers were busy on the other dog, sliding one, and then another past the hole. It accepted him easily, his musk like a muscle relaxant for both of his boys. The dane groaned under his breath, sending a little vibration down his busy tongue, and the dragon moaned appreciatively.

Tongue-fucking and fingering the boys in tandem, he could feel them twitching and tensing up around his digits. The dragon smiled, using his tail to rub at their heads and encourage them. Their licks and laps sped up, rubbing along the sides of his cock, teasing it, drawing him closer and closer towards his orgasm.

Before long, he switched, taking his tongue from the doberman's hole and switching over to the great dane. With the way that his fingers had already opened up that ass, he pressed his lips right up against the pucker and started slithering his tongue into that hot, fleshy opening, feeling the canine whimper and gasp beneath him.

His fingers brought a similar reaction from the doberman, three of them plunging deep into that hole and finding the boy's sensitive prostate. Tongue and fingers drove the boys closer and closer to their orgasms until -

They collapsed, panting against his balls as they suddenly came. Their seed splattered against the carpet of his bedroom, puddling between their legs as they gasped and panted. Hot breath blowing over his balls almost took him over the edge, but not quite. Not quite.

Darl groaned as he grabbed at his cock, pointing it towards their faces. Both boys looked up at him worshipfully, begging for it, and it only took him a few strokes to give them what they needed. He growled as he came, squirting ropes of thick dragon seed over their muzzles, up to their eyes and between their ears.

They licked at each other's faces when he stopped, and he smiled.

"Good boys."

The End