The day has come that has been waited for 3
Edited by Wolfe escada
I awoke first to a call at nine in the morning; my love and I were still holding on to each other, making it worse. I reached for the phone as best I could without waking him. I failed miserably. He awoke rubbing, his eyes, and looked at me with those cute puppy-dog eyes. Not even looking at the number on the caller ID, I answered with the standard 'hello'.
"Hey son. I am going to be in town for a little bit with my boyfriend, Marty. I would love to meet up with you and your mom if that's possible," He said with enthusiasm.
I couldn't believe he called. He was about to hang up, so I quickly thought of what to say.
"Dad, I'm not living with mom. She was making life hell for me. Martin has also been going through worse with his dad," I said, sparing him the details of my new found love.
Through a brief conversation, he asks me where I was staying and when to come meet me. I just acknowledged with 'uh-huh' and 'yes'. I hung up the phone and just climbed out of bed.
Martin and I decided to take a shower together; the cold blast of water hitting my fur and causing me to shiver instantaneously when I started it. Martin laughed at me and I just gave him a low growl along with a fierce look. I jumped back out and waited with him patiently as steam filled the room quickly.
Knowing it was ready, I grinned to him, "After you, lovely."
He chuckled a bit before he entered, then putting his paw into the running sluice. The temperature was just right so we both moved beneath the cascade. After letting the water soak us entirely, we helped each other cleanup. The shampoo was off just as fast as it was lathered upon our bodies; I felt Martin's paw rubbing my crotch. I sullenly groaned and leaned in, giving him a passionate kiss. He moaned into the kiss and I knew his member was trying to peer out of his sheath. He was rubbing up against me now as we stood there; passionately kissing while the water hit our bodies. Stopping our entwining embrace, I bent down and started suckling on his cock. A moan of pleasure from I was giving him was all I received in acknowledgement as he wrapped his paw around the back of my head and started moving me in time with the bucking of his hips. The combination of the shower and my suckling didn't last long since he was moaning after a few minutes. His seed burst forth into my maw; I took in as much as I could. He moaned loudly as I continued to take it all in, but couldn't get the last two spurts of the sticky fluid. His cum leaked down my chin from my muzzle as I swallowed what I had been able to hold. I rinsed off in the water again to clean up the sticky mess that was there.
"Want to get me off too?" I said after standing back up to meet him eye to eye.
He nodded and went down to my sheath; my swollen organ fully emerged and readily waiting. His mouth was exquisite; I didn't last longer then about a minute before my seed was being pushed down his throat. I was surprised when he drank it all. After my own needs were tended, we got out of the shower, dried off, and went to change into our clothes.
Hours had passed before we heard the phone ring. Mom was on the other line screaming at me; I knew it would be unwise to hang up on her at this point.
"How dare you talk to your father and not tell me you fucking fag," she shouted.
I just sat there holding my phone and taking the abuse. After she tired herself out with yelling at me, she hung up. Just as fast as the phone hung up, another call brought the device to ring. It was dad.
"Son, come downstairs. We are here to pick you up". He called out to me.
I hung up the phone, not feeling a need to say yes or no and motioned for Martin to come. We went downstairs to the lobby and were greeted by my dad and his dragon boyfriend, Marty. Dad kissed me on the cheek before turning to Martin.
"This your boyfriend?" He asked of me.
Hesitantly, I said nothing.
"He is very cute," Marty said from beside my father.
A blush came across Martin's face when he heard that, I did too.
We drove off to the nearest restaurant, soon eating and talking about everything the whole time. I decided to muster the courage and tell my dad the truth.
"Dad, Martin is something more to me then my friend." I said as Martin and Marty went quiet; my dad just looking into my eyes while he finished chewing.
"I know. Not like it wasn't obvious since you were blushing when Marty said he was cute." He said as he took another bite from his plate.
Both Martin and I wagged our tails as Marty smiled.
After the meal was paid for and the waiter tipped, we had just barely passed through the door when my mom came charging towards us. She grabbed me by the arm viscously and began to drag me off.
"You fucking, God damn fag. I said stay away from your father," She shouted as she led me into the parking lot.
I continued to pull as hard as I could away from her; for being only slightly bigger than me, she had plenty of strength. As soon as we stood by her car, she turned to me and punched me square in the jaw; the punch having so much force behind it you would almost believe she studied some sort of martial art. I fell to the ground, my nose bleeding in a torrent while she continued her assault. The three of them came running round the corner; Marty running to stop my mother. He opened his wings and angrily roared at my mother as he forcefully moved her away from me. Being as he was much larger than her she slowly backed away, though she continued to try and slip past him. I was safe for now as my dad picked me up and took me back into the restaurant to the bathroom to tend to me. I could barely stand on my own as Martin held my paw while my dad cleaned the blood from my fur.
We sat at an open table till Marty came back in; his shirt torn and anger radiating from him. After letting him cool down little bit, we left the eatery for a second time and left back to the hotel.
"I want you to move in with us," my father said as he continued to drive. "This is not an option, son."
I just nodded at him before lying back down against Martin. Finally making it back to the hotel, we said our goodbyes and went back to our room. Once situated again, Martin and I cuddled on the bed; my mind just leaving me in a state of no emotion. He pulled me to face him before he gave me a passionate kiss; our tongues intertwining with one another's. After what felt like an eternity, we broke it off, hurriedly taking off our clothes and taking in the sexual tension we both shared. With gentle force, he pushed me to the bed and immediately began lapping my tender, eager hole. The pleasure was intense as I pushed against his muzzle to encourage him even more. After a few more minutes, he stopped and slathered some of the copious pre from my dripping head. He slathered it along his member and positioned himself to thrust inside of me. The pain was sharp that I snarled at him, but it subsided after the initial shock. Slowly, he worked himself very carefully into me. Once all the way to the hilt, he waited as he allowed me to accommodate the new invader. After a few moments, he unhurriedly pulled his length from me and pushed back in slowly. We moaned in unison as his thrusts became faster and harder. My cock, now swelling from the pleasure, called out to me. I reached for it and started a piston motion along the stiffening flesh. I could feel the bulbous knot forming at the base of the pleasing prick.
"Babe, this may hurt a lot," he said as he began to push harder to urge my hole to accept his knot.
I winced; the intrusion didn't come fast because I was so tight. It was slow and painful, but after a good amount of time he loosened me up. The initial sensation was like being struck by lightning; the loud 'pop' of it breaking in to my now tender opening being a whisper to my yelp. The pleasure swept over me quickly as the knot grew to full and brought waves of ecstasy against the sweet spot within. I moaned from the eroticism of being completely filled; the rubbing against my prostate made me go over the 'edge of no return'. In one final cycle of pumping to my cock, it erupted in convulsions; the viscous fluid flying all over my hand and the bed. The contractions of my now abused hole tightened around Martin driving him to his own peak. He pushed as far in as he could as he began to empty his cock into me; the warm, cream flooding into me. He groaned and snarled as his swollen prick pulsed hard; the sensation of his knot pressing against my prostate driving me to cum for a second time.
Bathing in the after glow of our passion, we laid there. Since he was tied completely, we waited for his knot to subside. After an hours time had passed, his knot shrunk down and allowed for his raw member to slip from inside me. Before even moving to do anything else, I brought him into a tight embrace. We smiled to one another before making our way into the second shower of the day. The warm water felt great against our bodies and we didn't want to get out. Once being free of both shampoo and cum, we got out of the shower and dried each other off before getting dressed. Our bags were small and had only a few things within them so we didn't have to do very much packing.
After checking out of our room, we waited outside for my dad; he arrived late by ten minutes.
"Okay guys, it's a long trip. Get in," he said as he came around his car and opened one of the doors.
We climbed in and belted into our seats as Marty drove into the road and away to our new destination.
It took all day and almost well into the early morning to get there; car games, listening to the radio, and sleeping kept most of the boredom at bay. By three in the morning, my dad pulled into the driveway of what would be our new home.
"Come on now," my father said as he turned off the car.
We climbed out of the vehicle and followed them to the front doors; our eyes heavy from exhaustion. Marty opened the door and guided us into the guest room on the lower floor. As soon as Martin saw the bed he immediately climbed on top of it and fell back into slumber. I turned to my dad before he left.
"Dad..." I said, my voice causing him to pivot in his place.
"You know, I know what you're going to say and I don't want to hear it," he said as he walked over and gave me a warm hug," now go to bed."
All I could do was smile as he then walked out of the room and up the stairs with Marty. I turned back to the bed to see Martin curled into a ball. With a content sigh, I joined him, wrapping my arms around him and drifting into a slumber.