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When flying at a few hundred feet off the ground, it's fairly easy to pick out even small shapes on the ground, but when you take that up to a few thousand, you have to rely on looking for motion to give anything away. In this particular case, as opposed to motion, my flight was briefly interrupted by a blinding flash from a lake I had seen below me earlier, the unfiltered radiance of the sun forcing me to squint my eyes shut even as I could already see the dreaded purple smudges against the inside of my own eyelids. When I re-opened my eyes, I had to look to the side a little bit to try and identify the object below me around the dark smudge of semi-blindness from that flash. Even as it began to clear, I could see more splashes from the water below, and I curved into a spiraling dive while blinking my eyes rapidly to try and clear them so I could see properly.

I eventually made out a bright white dragon with a yellow underbelly standing half-submerged in the lake, and a closer inspection of body shape and jawline identified it as a male. He seemed to be enjoying himself immensely in the clear water of the lake, splashing water up over himself and occasionally rolling himself to run it all over him. I watched this with him completely unaware of my presence, the sparkling water and its reflections making it impossible to get a look between his legs. Dragons weren't usually what I prefered as prey, but it had been a little while since I'd had my second-favorite meat, so I decided to try something different.

Folding my wings tight to my body, I plunged straight out of the sky into the clear water, using my fore and hind legs to turn a spiral in the water, enjoying the sudden shock of the cold and the feeling of the water passing through my feathers. Thanks to my corvid ancestry, unlike most other avians I didn't have a gland to produce waterproofing oils to preen myself with, so all my flight feathers were going to be drenched and unusable with the rest of them, leaving me grounded for at least an hour. I'd have to preen them all out to get most of the water out and then lay out in the sun to try completely, but hopefully my intended prey would realize that too and see me as less of a threat, be more likely to hang around and talk to me. If I could get him to do that, I could easily verbally disarm him and get him to trust me.

I kicked my way through the water until I got close to the edge and then propelled myself up in a jump, flapping water out of my soaked wings before landing on all fours in the shallows, shaking myself off while catching a quick glimpse of his body from close up as I looked occupied with drying off. I got a distinct impression of a pair of plump nuts in a tight sack, with a nice and thick looking sheathe in front of them. If I could play this right, I was about to get a really nice meal, but it would now come down to reading the kind of dragon I was dealing with. This was going to require I tailor my approach to fit his responses.

He looked startled at first as I emerged, then pointedly looked away with discomfort evident on his features. His kind and mine didn't always get along, and it looked like that was making him worried. However, I now had a little more info, since he didn't try to threat posture or scare me off. Trying to avoid a confrontation meant that I might have a shot at him. He sat back on his haunches and continued rinsing himself off in the lake, unintentionally giving me an excellent look at his package before his rump sunk back into the water. I could feel the familiar hunger stirring. As he stood back up to duck his head under and run the water back over him almost like waterfowl, he turned away from me, and I could see around the side of his tail as his fat sack swung back and forth and slapped against his thighs with his motion. Again, there was a distinctive lack of dominant posturing, meaning I should try doing so myself and see how he reacted.

"Why so shy," I spoke up suddenly to startled him, "weren't expecting company today?"

He jumped at the sound of my voice, then shifted uncomfortably and kept his head turned away from me so I couldn't see his face.

"Well...dragons and gryphons...we don't usually get along...."

I sidle up next to him and purposefully brush up against his scales with the outside of my folded wing, keeping legs straight and head high so I'm looking slightly down at him, making myself look as dominant as possible while simultaneously trying to sound as friendly as possible.

"Well, I've heard that, but that doesn't have to apply to us! Just because others of our species can't seem to get along doesn't mean we can't be friendly with each other."

He shifted away from me, but he didn't run, and I could see him sniffing to try and pick up my scent, so he was still unsure how to react to me, which was excellent. He was looking up at the sky almost as if he expected to get caught by someone or something, so I headed him off.

"I came out here by myself and haven't seen another living soul for miles. You don't have to be worried about anyone showing up and getting the wrong idea. It's just you, me, and this nice summer day..."

"Yeah...it is a nice day out...I guess..."

I'm getting somewhere, I can feel it. I draw on my practice at masking my expression and keep my face impassive, keeping up the act.

"It's always nice to get some time out to yourself. You can meet new faces, not have to worry about what anyone else thinks, it's really nice! Right now I have to say I'm really envying those featherless wings of yours! It takes forever to dry mine out after I get them wet." I try to make this sound like an innocent observation while simultaneously bumping one of his folded wings with mine as I stretch them out into the sun as if to just let them dry, keeping my posture upright and rigid as I do so to make myself look bigger and more dominant.

"Yeah, they are kinda nice for that." He spreads them and gives them a brief shake before folding them again, looking shyly away from me, but not before I hear him sniff the air near me again. "You...smell kinda nice..."

"Hey, you don't smell bad yourself! Now, are you just passing through here, or were you looking to find a place to settle? If it's the latter, I'm afraid I've already laid claim to this place."

"Oh, I didn't mean to trespass! I'm so sorry! I can repay you if you want!

"It's actually funny you should mention that," I brushed against his side a little more forcefully, running my thickly furred feline tail across his scaly one as I did so, "because I can think of an excellent way for you to repay me."

He jumps at the tail contact, quickly processing what that must mean, and I see those white scales on his snout get tinted a distinctive pink as he realizes what I want as compensation.

"Do...do I have to do...that? I mean...I'm a male..."

"That's no problem for me. We're miles and miles from anyone else, so no one will see you or even know." I keep my posture strong and masculine while smile disarmingly with the corners of my beak. I've almost got him, I can FEEL it. I openly look him over and let him see me doing it, watching him squirm and blush, but also seeing his groin twitch slightly.

"Well...what do you want...you know, specifically?"

"Considering that you're the trespasser here, I think it's only fair that I get to pick the compensation, and that you agree to provide it." This time I run my tail firmly under his tail, brushing over his tightly puckered anus, his sack, and his sheathe before passing across the back of his thigh. He makes an almost cute whimper and closes his eyes.

"Will it hurt to do that, though? I mean, I'm a male..."

"I wouldn't worry about that, you guys are crazy stretchy inside from what I've read, and you wouldn't be the first male dragon I've taken. How about you roll over on your back so I can get a better look at you."

He obediently pads up into the shallows at the very edge of the shore before rolling on his side in the water, his upper leg covering his parts before I walk up to him and he moves it with a soft sigh and closes his eyes again, his plump testicles and full sheathe hanging on display between his thighs. My eyes trail back to his pucker, which looks nice and tight and inviting. I ran one talon up from the base of his tail, one toe circling his anus before cupping his large balls in my hand and then squeezing his plump sheathe and twisting it back and forth gently before stroking it back and forth over the hidden penis, trying to get him erect so I can get a look at that too.

It didn't take much work to get him ready, his length sliding out and erecting into a long, fat dick that tapered to a narrow point with a row of fleshy barbs on the underside, those going from lying flat on his penis to standing up slightly as his audibly pounding heart filled the whole thing to capacity.

"Not bad looking at all! Now, why don't you get yourself ready. You're going to need to be nice and wet back there to be able to take me."

I lay in the shallow water, wet feathers forgotten as I exposed my own hard length to him, hard knobs on my shaft swollen and showing deep blue veins, the knot at my base starting to inflate. I stroked it a little to make sure I was at full mast while he watched me, making sure to put on a bit of a show for him. As I did that, he shyly ducked his head to his own puckered butthole and slithered his long forked tongue around it a few times, before pulling it back in his snouth to get it wet again and then pushing it inside himself, the twisting motions of what I could see indicating he was giving himself several thorough layerings of his own saliva.

As soon as he was done with that, he nervously padded forward until he was standing over me with my tip pointed at his rear entrance, than lowered his rear end until I penetrated him. I could feel the tight pucker stretching around the head of my dick as I sighed and he moaned at the sensation, sinking slowly down until he'd engulfed my length completely. I could tell when my tip ground past his prostate because he twitched and let out a rather feminine sounding moan.

"Now - I've been thinking - about how you can - repay me - and I think I've got a - good solution!" I have to mix my words in between my panting and groans, as he seems like he's had more experience with this than it seemed. "I came out today to go hunting, but I couldn't find anything, and now I know it was a dragon flapping noisily around scaring away my prey! In light of that, I think you owe me some food."

"I - I - uh - I think I'm going - to be cumming soon - if that's what you mean?" He clearly wasn't paying fully attention to me, lost in his own pleasure, but that was okay because that partial distraction should mix nicely with his submissive personality to make him docile while I revealed my true purpose.

"Not quite. I had my - eyes on some - other treats - you have!"

At this I reached up and grabbed his fat balls, bouncing and kneading them in the palm of my talon. I activated my trusty bracelet and watched the magic within run down my toes into his scrotum and disappear within, doing its wonderful work. I could see he was looking a little worried now, but the pleasure he was getting was still addling his mind just right.

"What - my balls?! But those - aren't food! I - need those! What was - that weird glow?!"

"Hey, you've been a perfectly obedient little dragon so far, so don't stop now! This will be completely painless as long as you don't try to run away or struggle at all, I promise!" I manhandle his vulnerable balls as I look him right in the eye, holding his gaze to mine so he can't make himself look away. "Are you going to be good for me? If you're good I'll let you finish."

He whimpered at my grip, swallowed, blushed, squinted his eyes tightly shut, and finally spoke.

"Just...please be - gentle - okay" He opened one eye to look down at my talon holding his balls. "Why do you - want my balls though? They aren't - supposed to be - food!"

"They're actually - quite tasty and - nutritious food! And your's - look perfect! Besides - you're so good at - taking dick like this - that I think you'll be - just fine without them!"

With that said, I take the sharp tip of my talon and whisper an incantation to my bracelet that sharpens that point even further before lifting his sack in my left while using my right pointer to stab into that soft flesh, the puncture not leaking any blood, and only a slight twitch from my vicitim indicating that while he can feel something happening, he can't feel any pain. I quickly bring the point around the underside of his sack, literally unzipping it like a zippered pouch until his heavy testicles fall out through the now ruined sack and land on my belly, glistening and wet in the sun.

"You have NO idea how long I've been craving these," I say to him as I reach up into his split scrotum and use my sharp talons to snip cleanly through the cords connecting his former balls to his body, one of them almost rolling off my belly before I quickly catch it, the other staying put, only jiggling slightly as its former owner rides my hard dick.

"Guess I'll eat this one first!"

With that I popped the juicy treat into my beak, rolling it around with my tongue before giving a jerk of my head and swallowing it whole. I can see him staring hard at me with his face almost red, his eyes unblinking, and then without warning I feel him clench sharply around him and his length starts shooting thick ropes of semen onto my belly as he cries out at the feeling of my length grinding his prostate while his orgasm rocks him back and forth on top of me, making me have to tense up to try and avoid blowing at the same time, his bouncing almost having finished me a few times now.

"You - came right after I cut your balls off! That's cute!"

He looked away quickly and squinted his eyes shut again, the flush on his face deepening slightly from the embarrassment of hearing that. I brought his attention right back to me, though, when I picked up his other testicle off my belly, placed it in my beak, and then bit down hard, squeezing the meat until it burst wetly in my beak, some of the innards almost dripping out of my beak before I licked them up and swallowed them, completely destroying his testicle right in front of him. While he was staring in shock at having witnessed that, I already had my eyes on his still stiff penis, bobbing in the air with his heartbeat and the last twitches of his afterglow.

"So, I've heard most males can cum multiple times from having their prostate worked like I was just doing for you. Want to try for another one, because I'm not finished yet?"

This time I don't have to order or threaten him. I've firmly claimed him as my own now, and he obediently leans back on his haunches, places his forepaws on my belly in his own semen, and starts bouncing up and down on me again, bringing back that strong tingle in my own penis, and I can tell it won't be too long now with how worked up I am from taking and eating his balls, so it's time to get the last thing I came for. I grab his penis and give it a few teasing jerks before grabbing it firmly at the base and staring him in the eyes again.

"Your balls were delicious, but as big as I am and as long as it's been since I caught prey, I'm still hungry."

His eyes go wide as I say this, but he doesn't stop his bouncing. I can feel his length bounce in my talon as he gets my meaning, and he whimpers in desperation as I can see him trying to think of a way out of this, but that submissive part of him has already made his mind up for him, so all he can do now is weakly plead.

"Please - no! It's all - I have - left! You already - took my only - other dangly parts....can't I - please - can't I keep - my penis?"

"Nope! I'm still - hungry, and - you want to - know what my other - reason is?" I grin up at him as I grasp him tighter. "I LOVE - watching cum - shoot out of an empty sheathe!"

He whimpers more as my fingers knead in between his fleshy barbs, roughly squeezing him and jerking him in alternation to get him nice and worked up before the final act.

"And hey, don't worry! All you have - to do is - keep finding willing - males and then - you won't miss this - thing at all! You can just - use that lovely - ass of your's!

This time I'm ready as I feel the clenching start inside him, his submissive streak making my description turn him on more than he can stand as his orgasm starts deep inside. Before his load can make it out of his prostate and up through his urethra, I stretch his cock up, pull his sheath down, sharpen the inside curve of my pointer talon, and pull the makeshift blade right through it all the way at the base, cleaving his throbbing, sensitive cock right off of him, the sheathe collapsing in and hanging down limply before jumping slightly up with the squirts of his orgasm, the limp and wrinkled flesh dribbling his load out to join the first one. Almost as an afterthought as I watch, I notice his empty scrotum swinging, and slice that off too, casting it to the side as I hold up his still firm cock and lick my beak in anticipation. I'm almost taken off guard as his last bounce sends me over the edge and I squeeze his cock tight as mine starts to empty into his hot, tight ass, the tight grip making the squishy flesh strain upward almost as if it was still attached to him.

Suddenly, a random impulse struck me. Staying hilted inside him, I rolled us forward so he was on his back and I was on top of him, and then rubbed his own severed dick against his snout. I wasn't sure why I had the sudden urge to do that, but the way he blushed and whimpered was deeply arousing.

That done, I sat up, tilted my head back, dropped that turgid dragon meat into my open beak, and then jerked my head back to swallow it into my waiting throat little by little, the steadily increasing width making an obscene bulge in my neck as it went down, the severed base finally passing to the back of my beak and letting me close it as I did a few final jerks and the massive meat settled into my stomach, distending that slightly as well. With an explosive sigh, I pulled out of my obedient dragon friend and flopped back into the water, spent and full at the same time.

Without me saying a word, he got back up, stood over my groin, and started cleaning off my now mostly limp length, licking off his own saliva and musk and the remnants of my load still clinging to it. He looked away as he did it, his scales far more white now but a little bit of that pink still remaining. Watching him do that made me start thinking, and eventually I came to an idea.

"How about you stay here? You've been very obedient, you seem quite talented, and you even cleaned me up without even asking. Being out her by myself can get kind of lonely, and I think it'd be nice to have such a cute and obedient helper around. Though, I think if you say yes, I should know your name too."

He looked up with surprise, but then he smiled. He didn't say yes, but what he said next did that for him.

"My name is Kyorg!"