Kyle Feeds the Sleeping Dragon
#1 of Roommates
The door slamming shut drew Kyle's attention, his wolf ears perking at the sound. He spotted his roommate, a very large black dragon named Balrax, stomping from the entryway, through the living room where Kyle sat, and into his bedroom, slamming that door shut as well. Kyle was concerned for him, as he got along with all four of his roommates, but it was only them two currently in the house, and he shouldn't disturb the big dragon any further.
At the very least the small wolf could check in on his buddy, see if he needed anything. The game sat paused on the TV as he went the short distance to Balrax's bedroom door, and knocked on it twice. "Hey big guy, you, uh, need anything?"
No answer. Kyle knocked again, and when he still received no response, he announced that he was coming in before slowly opening the door.
The bedroom was cozy, and the floor was kept relatively tidy. The bed took up most the space to accommodate the large dragons stature, and on it the dragon currently lay, naked, and fast asleep.
Kyle watched his chest slowly rise and fall, taking in the sight of the handsome dragon displayed before him. Balrax constantly hit the gym as a daily routine, and the results were obvious. Large, define muscles through the body, from the thick arms, to the defined chest, all the way to those log-like legs, where the blanket was bunched up.
Kyle now realized he'd been staring for a minute, and should probably let the dragon sleep. Balrax probably had a long day and didn't want to be disturbed. Do not disturb a sleeping dragon, the wolf told himself.
He ventured deeper into the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind him.
The dragon displayed no obvious signs of consciousness, more than likely dreaming of lifting weights or something. Kyle easily reached the bed in a few steps, and the size difference between the two roommates became evident. Even laying down, the dragons girth reached well up the wolf's chest, and one leg was easily as long as he was tall.
He reached his paws out and hovered them above the smooth scales, before gently placing them on the thick muscle of Balrax's thigh. He moved his paws in soothing motions, petting the hard leg muscles. On the dragon's part, he merely made a snort, smacked his lips, before shifting his head sideways and began snoring.
The movement made Kyle freeze, but as the dragon's breathing steadied into a rhythm again, he grew more bold. Moving along the bed, his paws stroking from thighs to waste, past the tempting flaccid cock, and pausing to lean in for the abs, Kyle made his way towards that open maw.
He barely had to crouch down to peer inside the glorious muzzle, the glistening tongue, the red ridges at the roof, the teeth framing it all. At the back, the dark start of the throat, the tongue leading into it, and the muscles that certainly would pull anything into it. Given their relative size, Kyle figured he could easily fit most of his body just inside Balrax's mouth.
He softly put his paws on the sleepy tongue, rubbing along it, giving it the same rub/massage he gave to the dragon's muscles. He got up on the bed, kneeling on the sheets, the bottom and top of the maw on either side of him, he kneeled and rubbed his paws further up the wet tongue, getting closer and closer to that throat hole that gently opened and closed with the dragon's breath.
Soon he was leaning and putting weight forward onto his paws as he neared the end of the tongue, and he reached one paw to rub the roof of the mouth. That was his mistake, as his supporting paw slipped on the everpresent saliva, causing him to tumble down, his front half landing on the teeth and cheek.
Balrax drowsily opened his golden eyes. In his dream he'd just finished a workout and was preparing to devour a protein shake. Unsure about what woke him up, he moved his tongue and mouth, and felt something in his maw. It tasted... good. In his half-sleep state, he closed his maw and lifted his head, taking whatever it was with him.
The wolf was being tasted! He tried to extract himself from the dragon's mouth but before he could, the lips closed around his waist and he was stuck, pressed to those rough ridges at the roof of the mouth as that thick tongue worked around him covering his entire body with saliva in short order.
Still not fully woken up, Balrax reasoned that this was actually his "protein shake", and that he should finish consuming it. Fully tasted, he leaned his head upwards, and opened his maw, guiding the rest of his treat with his tongue, sliding it fully into his maw.
The brief light and flash of cold air struck the wolf, before that tongue wrapped up between his legs, nicely rubbing all over his cock, balls, and taint, before it dragged his legs in. In front of him, he was pulled closer and closer to the throat opening, his hands in front to brace his descent. His paws slid over the edge of the tongue, and into the fleshy throat, followed closely by his arms, and then his head, as all went dark.
Balrax was very pleased with this snack, it was just so tasty! As he brought it fully into his mouth he got to taste the savory meat, and then as it breached his throat, he swallowed loudly, a bulge forming through his black scales on his neck. One more swallow finished it off however, and the bulge slipped from his jaw, down his neck, and into his chest, before slightly reappearing behind those washboard abs. The dragon licked his lips, tasting all that was left of his meal, and swallowed all that down too.
Kyle felt, then heard the dragon swallow around his head, dragging him deep into the throat until only his footpaws remained in the maw, but the second swallow doomed him, the thick drool allowing him to slide fully into the throat, peristalsis bringing him from that wonderful maw, pushing him through the meaty throat, and into the chest, the dragon's breathing and heartbeat heard through the fleshy walls.
Then he was pushed unceremoniously into the empty stomach, his torso filling up the available space before it stretched to fit the rest of him. As he shifted his awkward position he could feel those hard abs on the other side of the sac walls, and began to massage them as best he could.
Done with his snack, and still sleepy, Balrax was about to lay back down and drift off again when he felt movement coming from his midsection. Oh, and it felt good. Slightly puzzled but now fully awake, he moved a hand over the bulge, "Uh, hello?"
The muffled, but familiar voice of his roommate came back to him. "Oh, hey Balrax! Um, how'd you sleep?" The dragon then realized what truly happened. He would have been worried were it not for the pleasing internal massage he was getting. He leaned himself up against the headboard and moved both his hands to his belly, and rubbed the wolf it held inside. "It was alright, but I've always said getting up is the best part."
"I'm glad, you seemed pretty upset when you came in today."
The dragon had temporarily forgotten the events of the day that had soured his mood. "Don't worry too much about me, pup. I'm feeling a lot better now." Especially now, since Balrax noticed his rising manhood. He easily felt comfortable stroking it in the presence of his roommate, he reasoned they were at that level of familiarity now. The dragon figured his roommate might even stroke it for him, given the chance.