{"sf1_id":15640,"sf2_id":"mBBv0kym","title":"Chapter 1","author":"Mewjen","words":1958,"posted_at":"2006-12-03T19:00:00.000Z","tags":["Disney","Dragon","M/solo","Masturbation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/15640-chapter-1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/mBBv0kym","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/03/fa/03fa77f3-8532-4602-8b21-46304cb05fde","description":"#1 of The Secrets of a Dragon","content":"  \n\nThis is my first story ever and my first post here, so please be kind, even though this is the  \nsecond and hopefully final draft.\n\n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n  \n\nDisclaimer: America Dragon: Jake Long belongs to The Disney Company. I do  \nhowever own the right to this story/scenario.\n\n  \n  \n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n  \n\nUniversal Disclaimer: This story was produced, stored, and printed, either  \nelectronically, on paper, or both in the United States of America. All rights  \nreserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a  \nretrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means, electronic,  \nmechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written  \npermission of the writer (That would be me, [[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection)). If permission  \nis given to copy this story, it is solely for the private reading of said  \nrequester, and may not be sold, or be used to gain profit in any form. This  \nis a work of fiction. Unless otherwise stated (namely everything owned by  \nDisney), all characters, places, societies, and such in this story are  \ncopyright to the writer and are fictional; names for characters, places,  \nsocieties, and so on were drawn at random or made up, as well as their  \nfictional roles. Any likeness to persons, places, so on real or imagined,  \nliving or dead is purely coincidental.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\nIt was an average Saturday for Jake Long, the American Dragon. He had been  \ntold to come to his grandfather's shop for training, and so after having to  \nexcuse himself from spending the day with Trixie and Spud, he came. Once  \nthere, his grandfather left one simple set of instructions, before he left to  \ndeal with something--he refused to tell Jake what exactly.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"This is so unfair,\" complained Jake to himself. \"He and Fu get to go off  \nand party, while I have to stay here and clean the fucking shop. But, why the  \nhell do I have to do it as dragon? I memorized this old school bullshit.\"\n\n  \n  \n\nBefore transforming into his dragon form, Jake had closed the curtains and  \nchanged the sign on the door from \"open\" to \"closed.\" He then, after changing  \ninto the American Dragon, organized and dusted the backroom and was now  \nsweeping the front with his tail.\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter a few hours, in which he accomplished little, Jake decided to take a  \nshort break. He went up to roof and leaning on the retaining wall, he stared  \nout onto New York City, his city, the city that he was charged with  \nprotecting. He thought about flying off and joining Trixie and Spud at  \nTrixie's house, but he knew he could not, at least not without his  \ngrandfather finding out.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAs he glared out upon the street in front his grandfather's shop, feeling  \nso alone in the world, he spotted someone special across the street.\n\n  \n  \n\nRose, the hottest girl in Millard Fillmore Middle School, the only girl  \nJake could ever truly date. Just staring at her was arousing. Jake wanted to  \nfly down to her and whisk her off her feet and into to his arms. He wanted to  \nmake love to her. To make her his.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe felt something hard press against him. He looked down and found his  \nerection pressed up against the concrete wall, a little pre-cum creating a  \nthin rope that joined his tip to the wall. \"Oh fuck,\" he said. \"Why now?\" He  \ncupped his member in his hand and darted back into the shop.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen he reached the shop's front, he sat on the counter and tried to will  \nhimself down.\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter several minutes, which only resulted in a headache, he went back to  \nhis cleaning, trying to ignore his raging erection.\n\n  \n  \n\nWhen Jake finished, he went back to the curtains to check if Rose was  \nstill outside. She was, now standing impatiently, as though waiting for  \nsomeone.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis balls dropped. As images of her naked body flashed before his eyes,  \nhis claws slowly began making their down past his stomach. As his visions  \nbecame more exotic, he began to gently stroke himself, guiding one claw from  \nthe base to the tip along the top and reversing the pattern for the bottom.  \nHe let out a soft groan of pleasure, as he tormented himself by removing his  \nhand from that area of his body. He involuntarily bucked his hips, as he  \nimagined Rose kissing him and then slowly lowering herself to her knees.\n\n  \n  \n\nIt was then he noticed Rose glancing up at the shop and at him.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe quickly backed away from the window, but he slipped on the pool of pre  \nthat had formed next to his feet, and he went careening backward into a pile  \nof boxes, which collapsed on top of him.\n\n  \n  \n\nAfter shoving the boxes off him, he glared down at his member. It look  \nlike a volcano, with pre running in streams down the sides to the base, where  \nit pooled inside his sheath, until it reach the top, where it began leaking  \nonto his lap and then onto the floor.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Aw man,\" he said, looking around at the mess he had created during his  \nfall. \"Why me?\"\n\n  \n  \n\nHe stood up and tried to clean up, but he leaked more pre than he cleaned  \nup.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Come on go down,\" he shouted at his cock after a half-hour, during which  \nhe seemed to have covered everything in the room with his sticky seed. He sat  \ndown on the counter and tried to stare down his shaft, but it remained as  \nhard as a rock.\n\n  \n  \n\n\"Fine then,\" he shouted. He grabbed his member and slowly began stroking  \nit. Jake's back arched, as he moaned loudly.\n\n  \n  \n\nUnfortunately, his leaning caused him to overturn and he fell onto the  \nfloor, landing with his back arched between the floor and the side of the  \ncounter, so that legs were up in the air, his head against the floor, his  \ntail hung next to his head, his member hung in front of his snout. Pre  \ndripped onto his lips and slowly slipped into his mouth. He was surprised at  \nits taste. It was salty, yet sweet, in way that made him almost crave it.  \nJake slowly, savoringly licked all of it off his hand. He then took a swift  \nlick of his member's tip. A wave of pleasure surged through his body. He then  \nwrapped his tongue around his member and slowly, very slowly licked all the  \npre off his member. His body shook with pleasure. Using his tail to support  \nhimself, he opened his mouth and took his member into his snout.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt was the oddest thing he had ever done. The moisture and warmth of his  \nmouth against his member caused him to shudder with pleasure. This in turn  \ncaused him to shudder even more, as his mouth vibrated around his member. He  \nbegan to slowly bob his head up and down. The pleasure was so immense; he  \nstruggled to stop himself from thrusting himself into his own mouth.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe stopped then, as he pushed himself away from the counter, so that his  \nback was straight with the floor. He was panting slightly. His back ached  \nfrom his previous position, but despite that, he bent forward and took his  \nmember into his mouth once more, this time also fondling his balls. It felt  \nso good, like nothing, he had ever done before, but having a cock in his  \nmouth, though his own, made him feel awkward. He was not sure if he was  \ncomfort with the feeling..., but the sensation was enough to make him  \ncontinue.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe knew that if Rose saw him like this, she would never speak to him  \nagain, calling him a pervert, but he did not want to stop.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe continued thinking of Rose and in time, he was able to envision Rose as  \nhis tormentor. Until he felt something, cold and hard penetrate the muscular  \nring of his tail hole. He froze. He let his member slip out of his mouth. He  \nlooked down. He found himself involuntary fingering his own tail hole. A tear  \nslowly fell down Jake's cheek as waves of pain flood his body, as he pushed  \none claw slowly into himself. He quickly removed the claw. He found, as his  \ntail hole muscles slowly tightened into their normal shape, that, though  \nquite painfully, the emptiness left by his claw was far more uncomfortable  \nand unpleasant. He again pushed his claw into himself. He choked down a whine  \nof pain. After forcing his claw all the way in, he stopped moving. He lay  \nthere panting slowly.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"What am I doing?\" Jake muttered to himself. \"Am I really enjoying this?  \nThis pain?\"\n\n  \n  \n\nHis body, in response, trembled a little. With what, he could not tell.  \nHis glaze fell on his member. It pulsated as Jake looked upon it, seeming to  \ngrow in size just from the presence of the claw in his rectum. Jake took a  \nswift lick of its tip. He could feel his muscles tense around his claw,  \ntrying to force it out. He fought back and kept his claw where it was. He  \ntook another lick and won the second battle with ass. Third lick, victory  \nagain. Fourth lick, same result. The fifth time, he took his member into his  \nmouth and lost the fight with his tail hole; pain again sheered through his  \nbody, as his ass reformed itself.\n\n  \n  \n\nJake let his member fall from his lips, as he let his tongue trace across  \nhis tail hole. He slowly slipped tongue into the slit of his anus. He moaned  \nslightly, as the warmth and moisture of his tongue hit him. He was surprised  \nat the difference in pleasure that his tongue brought him compared to his  \nsimple claw. Even his breath caused his skin the tingle in delight. Then Jake  \nfelt his member paint a line of cum along underside of him chin.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe sat up, pausing to assess his predicament. He then grabbed his tail,  \nand after coating its tip thoroughly with saliva, he laid back and forced it  \ninside his tail hole. With grunt pain and pleasure, he slowly pulled his tail  \nalmost all the way out and quickly shoved it back. Repeating the action again  \nand again, as he took his cock back into his maw and rapidly began to again  \nsuck himself off.\n\n  \n  \n\nHe could feel himself building as he blew and played with himself. Until  \nwith one final thrust, he bent his head back and moaning loudly, came, like a  \nfire hose.\n\n  \n  \n\nUnable to move, he tried to lick his cum off the floor, but exhaust soon  \novertook him, and he fell into a deep slumber, with himself and the shop's  \nfront covered in his cum.\n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\nWhen he awoke, still as dragon, he found the room void of cum, completely  \norganized, and clean. He, himself, however, though no longer covered in cum,  \nwas covered in saliva. He checked every door and window and found each  \nsecurely locked. He quickly slipped into his grandfather's shower and washed  \naway the saliva.\n\n  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n  \n\nWhen he returned home later and went to his room for the night, he found  \nenvelope addressed to him sitting on his pillow. Inside were two things: a  \nletter:\n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n#### \"Come to the tallest  \nbuilding around the skate park. Come alone. Ride you at 8:00 p.m., Saturday,  \nor else.\"\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\nand a photo of what he had done at grandfather's shop earlier.\n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n* * *\n  \n  \n\nThis story is also posted on www.adultfanfiction.net, though it has been  \nthere for a while and is still being updated. You can read ahead of this  \nsite's version, but I have yet to send in the revisions to AFF, so I would  \nnot suggest it.\n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\nAs I always say, please, send reviews.\n\n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"The Secrets of a Dragon","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/19446-the-secrets-of-a-dragon-chapter-2.json"}}