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Vacation Memories For DrakeHavok By Draconicon

"Hey everyone. Sorry for being late, but..."

Havok paused, looking at his friends as he stepped into Draconicon's house. The black dragon was usually grinning like he was planning some mischief, so there was no change there, but he wasn't used to seeing the same look on Thimas and Jina's faces. The badger and the red panda both looked as impish as the mage.

"Uhhhh, I'm just gonna -"

Wham!

The door slammed shut behind him, and he heard the click of the lock before he could even turn around. The white dragon sighed, shaking his head a few times.

"You know, you could just tell me how you're going to get me before I come over. Has it ever stopped me?"

"No."

"Not really."

"Not as far as I know."

"So why don't you tell me in advance instead of playing all these games?"

Draconicon shrugged.

"Because games are fun, for the most part."

"...Fair point."

Havok shook his head. It wasn't exactly unexpected that they would act this way. Except for the rare exception where he came to Draconicon's house to actually play a prank on the mage, he'd been embarrassed, used, and generally treated like a toy almost every other time that he'd stepped through the door. He didn't know why he kept coming around, except he had almost nothing else to do.

He walked into the living room, taking a seat between the older badger and his long-time friend.

"So, you said that you had photos from a vacation we took? I gotta admit, I don't remember any kind of vacation, with any of you."

Thimas chuckled.

"There's a reason for that."

"Which you'll figure out soon enough," Draconicon interrupted. "We had a lot of fun down on the beach, though. Real resort, and all sorts of fun people around. You made a lot of 'friends' during that trip."

Havok blushed a bit, knowing just what the dragon meant with that sort of emphasis. There'd been other trips that Draconicon had taken him on, mostly to different dimensions, where he'd made other 'friends' that had been all too eager to get personal with his body. He still remembered the weekend in hell, where he'd learned the first names of a number of different demons as they had their way with him.

"Um...so...what kind of vacation was this? A, um, nice, decent, modest one, I hope?"

The laughter from the three of them hardly gave him any hope at all, but maybe they were just teasing him. He hoped that was the case. He rather desperately hoped that was the case. His slutty reputation was starting to get out of control.

Jina, the visiting red panda, held out a photo album. He took it, blushing as she gave him a wink, and set it down on the table.

"Thanks."

"Mmm, no, thank you for being such a good model. If I ever got out of the queening business, I might have to get you into a fashion house."

The white dragon wasn't sure what to say to that, so he looked back at the album and opened it.

At first, it didn't look too bad. A few photos of the resort from a distance, showing a long coast line, a big hotel, and a number of water slides and small parks that were built around the hotel proper. He couldn't find any that showed the name of it, though, which was probably for the best. If he didn't know them, he could keep a bit of deniability. A bit.

He turned the page, and smiled as he saw the four of them standing in the lobby. Probably got that picture like a selfie from a cell phone, he imagined. Draconicon was in the back, as the tallest of them, and Thimas and Jina stood beside him. The badger looked utterly ridiculous in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, while Jina looked like a summer fashion model that had stepped off the runway, with high heel sandals and a blouse that looked like it must have cost a thousand dollars, at least.

And he...

He felt the beginnings of a blush, seeing that he was dressed in a black speedo, so skimpy that it might as well have been a thong. He could even see the bulge of his balls through it, which made it all the more indecent.

"Please...please...please tell me we were going to the pool when this was taken?"

Draconicon chuckled.

"Afraid not. That was the arrival shot."

"If I recall correctly, the eager little dragon was in that when we got on the plane. I do feel sorry for the shrinkage you suffered up there, Havok; are you feeling about right again?"

"Oh, don't worry about him, heh. The young man doubtlessly had recovered from the cold by the time we got to the hotel. See?"

Thimas flipped the page, and Havok's blush got worse. It was almost exactly the same shot, but this time, his cock was poking forward in the speedo, almost pushing it away from his waist from how hard he was. Some people in the background of the picture were staring at him, too, and he wondered just how bad the back of the swimsuit -

"Oh god..."

He groaned, covering his face as the next photos showed just how much covering his ass had had. In essence, no covering at all. The black back of the speedo went right up between his ass cheeks, rubbing against his hole and keeping it covered, but making him look like he wore nothing from how thin and skimpy the whole thing was. No wonder people had been staring at him in the other photos.

The torture went on, with him in his lustful, barely-covered state being walked around through the hotel, walking up to check in at the front desk, and -

"Oh, you gotta be kidding me. I wouldn't have done that! Drac, please tell me I didn't do that!"

"Sorry, Havok, but you did. Kept the room pretty cheap, too."

He groaned as he turned the pages, getting away from the series of images showing him blowing the gryphon behind the desk. At least it got them to the beachfront images, which looked less out of place. He relaxed a little, taking in the shots of him and his friends running through the waves, getting a bit wet in the water.

Some of them even showed Jina stripping down to her underwear, which got him a little harder than he'd like to admit. The queen had quite the body, and she looked like she enjoyed flaunting it. She had some pictures leaning up against some muscled orcas, though she looked surprisingly tall against them for some reason.

"Were those the shortest orcas in the world, or am I missing something here?"

Jina smiled.

"You aren't missing anything...yet. Turn the page, please."

He did, and the blush returned.

"A queen could always use a footstool."

"And you used my face for it?!"

"It was nice and squishy for my feet."

He groaned, seeing himself being laid out on the sand, supported by a hill of it as the red panda stood on his face, her feet rubbing along his cheeks and her toes in his mouth. His cock was hard again, and he could see that the big orcas were smirking as they rubbed their big, beefy feet over his erection.

Geez, they really must have gotten me...

The picture series went on, and his eyes went wider and wider as he watched Jina give those orcas one hell of a tease after another, sitting on their bulges, grinding herself along their dicks, and -

"Oh, come on!"

And forcing Havok's head down one cock while the other fucked him from behind. The white dragon's cheeks burned hotter than ever as he looked at the close-ups of those dicks, stretching his mouth and his ass in equal measure as the pair of them went at him. It didn't help when Thimas grabbed one of the album pages and flicked it back and forth between two images, making it look like he was getting fucked right then and there.

"Oh, stop it!"

"Heh, what's the matter, Havok? You don't like the show?"

He shook his head, only to yelp as Draconicon reached down, grabbing his crotch.

"Don't bother protesting, Havok. We all know what you like..."

"B-but -"

"My boy, you're little more than a humiliation slut. I've seen so many of them. You love it when you get used, and when people remind you of it."

"Indeed, indeed. I've seen a number of boys like you in the servants' quarters. Give them something to lord over, and they have no idea what to do. Allow them to serve, and point out their proper place, however..."

Havok's cheeks were feeling like his blush was getting permanently burnt in, his eyes rolling back as Draconicon's fondling fingers pulled at his erection, dragging it out of his pants. He tried to look away, but when he had the choice of looking at Thimas' teasing toes or Jina's quickly exposed breasts, it was impossible not to have sexual thoughts.

"How...why..."

"Because it's fun, Havok."

Draconicon chuckled, finally pulling his hand away.

"Turn the page, little dragon slut. When you get to the end of this album, we have about six more to go through before we finally have our fun with you."

His cheeks burned brighter than ever, and Havok wondered if it would be a good idea to try and run. There had to be another door, or a window, or -

Jina reached down and turned the page, and his cock slapped up against the bottom of the coffee-table the album was on.

"Oh...my...god..."

There he was, in the middle of the locker rooms - probably for the pool - on his knees and surrounded by cocks. Horse cocks, dragon cocks, dog dicks; all of them throbbing, and most of them spitting their loads all over his face. He panted, his eyes locked on the image as his cock throbbed between his legs. Draconicon smiled.

"Now, no more complaints...just look and let yourself remember...."

And Havok did, his cock getting harder and drippier as it went along...and a part of him eagerly looking forward to the end of the albums and the fun that would come then.

The End