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Gemini Albon, mighty Dragon, was lonely and bored. He stepped out of the bathroom, towelling himself off, and blew a smoke ring out of his nose with a frustrated sigh. Heading over to the phone, he pressed the Message button and listened to the message from his mate again: she was away, she loved him, she left her stupid phone at home so she'd had to call him from a pay phone long-distance, she'll be back soon, she was sure to have a surprise ready on her return, goodbye.

Gemini sighed again, with a twist of added grunt. His planned night of marital passion had gone to waste, and now, he couldn't even contact her to tell her about the surprise he'd been saving up himself - all the cleaning up and romantic atmosphere, on advice from a friend, avoiding meat for fruit, even having to endure some enforced celibacy to make sure he was really ready - and now all the pent-up sexual frustration had made him extra sensitive and aching slightly, only to find his release denied. Even if he could call her, he thought to himself, asking his mate if he could spend himself on a trusted male lay would be dangerous at best, and downright insulting over the phone.

Besides, spending his carefully pent-up surprise for his sexy golden Lioness on a male? He couldn't do that, not without getting turned off in anger and shame. That ache turned his attention back to himself. Looking at big closet door mirror, he stared at his Reptillian self: tall, made stronger though workouts with friends, stronger muscles rippling under his red and white scales, slightly curved horns protruding from a mane of brown hair (a personal choice - they both enjoyed the feel of his mate running her fingers over scales and through hair at the same time) and a big, long Dragon dick hanging over a full, aching sac. Smiling a bit, he ran a hand down his white belly scales, flexing his pecs and abs as he stroked downwards - "Mm," he thought, "the aerobics and stretching really did let that toning show," - and came to rest against his balls, rubbing them gently in the hope that it would relieve the pain. Unfortunately, it didn't work: the soft massage and indulgence in self-love just made his cock start to rise, making the ache more noticeable. That didn't stop him, though, since under the combined frustration, stimulation, and the pulsing need to release the huge load of prime Dragon seed he had built up, his resolve had started to break.

With a frown, he laid the towel in his other hand on the ground in front of the mirror, then snuck back to the counter, his stiffening erection bouncing back and forth, to pull open a drawer and grab the bottle of emergency lube. This was the good stuff: long-lasting, good-tasting and with a bit of menthol to make especially tight fits hurt less. Licking his chops, his worries fading, Gemini Albon watched himself pour the lube over his cock, his balls, his other hand, now sighing happily at the tingling feeling of the lubricant and the grasp of his hand against his now full-size erection, standing up to his abs.

After putting the bottle down, he spread his legs, letting him slick his other hand up on the excess lube dripping down from his balls; he could almost feel them throb with need as he started to work his hand up and down his bulging shaft. Pre was already starting to trickle downwards as the tall red Dragon watched himself masturbate for the first time since before his mate had opened herself up to him. The thought of her made him stop for a bit. He felt a twinge of loneliness in his heart again; he'd managed to pull of multiple male orgasms before, and had been preparing himself for it for a week or more, and now it felt like it was all for nothing. With another sigh, another smoke ring, he lied down, resting his head against the towel, and started to masturbate again, only slower, more thoughtfully, with both hands stroking his shaft. His tail lazily flicking back and forth, Gemini looked over at himself in the mirror, from his head to his feet to his tail to his upright male spire...

"Hmm... Cum in a jar and leave it in the fridge? Nah, I'd probably drop it. Film a solo bukakke shot for her? I can just treat her to one in person... Hrmph, a week of citrus fruit and no meat, and nobody to taste the results." With that last thought, his mind turned to a friend of his, a Fox who was always willing to help him out, the one who gave him the tip about the fruit and building up more of a load through self-orgasm denial. "It'll be all thick and taste sweet," the Fox had laughed, "in fact, you could taste the difference yourself, and it'd turn you into a vegetarian! You've got the length, a long neck, and I've seen you stretch during those workouts, you could probably even suck yourself off while standing!" Sure, it was a goofy joke at the time, and he'd never really thought of the position as anything other than awkwardly funny, but now, staring at the pre streaming down his cock, promising mouthfuls of grade-A Dragon cream, the idea was getting very tempting...

His gaze went down his shaft, only to find that he wasn't holding on to it anymore. Some time during his recollection, he'd let go of his cock and grabbed on to his tail instead, slickening it up with the lubricant on his hands. After a quick laugh at himself, a thought occurred: if he was going to drink his own semen, he'd want it all. Lifting his legs up in the air and spreading them out, he pulled his tail up and around, glad he didn't have spines, and pressed the tip against his strong male rump. Once he was sure he'd relaxed, not getting used to taking it from behind often, he pushed further, his tail sliding easily, spreading the tingling menthol sensation. The sigh he let out as he felt the tip touch his soft spot was more of a groan, a new sensation of pleasure surging through his body. Just to be sure, he pushed his tail in a bit further, so it wouldn't slide out by accident. With every twitch of the tailover his prostate, the pleasure built even faster.

Now, there was only one thing left to do. His arms laid on the ground for balance, his legs sticking straight up in the air, he let his legs fall slowly over his head, taking his rear, his tail, and some of his torso with them. Soon, his strong Dragon cock came to rest right over his head. Reaching out with his tongue, he laid it against the head, tasting the lube and his pre; just lying like that, his legs in the air, he could tickle his prostate and let the precum stream down his tongue. He was right, it did taste sweet, and for some reason, almost spicy. But he'd come this far, and he wanted more. Taking a deep breath, sucking in his stomach a bit, he leaned down a little bit further, his head already propped up against the towel, and managed to fit the head of his cock in his mouth. After reaching around with his tongue to rub against the underside, he decided that it wasn't really all that bad. He hadn't even really leaned over as far as he could, and nothing hurt, so he did a bit more, and managed to get a few inches of his cock in his mouth. Looking in the mirror, he could watch himself lower his cock down, his tail wriggling gently as he held on tight.

He started suckling properly, and almost let it fall out of his mouth to moan out. The first sex he'd had in so long, and he got to experience the most thorough self-service while watching himself do it. Knowing what he liked in oral helped him even more. Between the anal pleasure from his tail and the fact that he was sucking himself off, he could already feel the orgasm finally start to build. He closed both eyes and just focused on bringing himself to the climax he needed so badly... It felt incredible... just a bit more and... And...

He inhaled heavily through his nose just before the climax hit: it surged through his shuddering body - he was just able to keep himself upright - and his cock pulsed in his mouth, pumping almost a whole mouthful of his specially prepared Dragon seed with each squeeze. Not being used to drinking such a huge load himself, Gemini sputtered after the third spray, the excess dripping from his mouth. Still, that didn't stop him, and what do you know? It did taste as good as was promised! In spite of it all, the Dragon's lust still wasn't sated. After drinking as much as he could, he kept sucking himself harder, his tail wriggling inside him, determined to empty his weighty balls in his mouth. Reaching up carefully with one hand, he kept his tail steady so he could keep it moving around inside him, coaxing another climax's worth of fresh seed out; relaxing again, he kept sliding his tongue around his still-sensitive flesh, thinking of his beautiful mate, and the renewed surprise he'd have for her return; if his efforts felt this good alone, the orgasms would be even better shared. The thought of her drinking a full load and asking for more - and getting it too - made his cock pulse again with another blissful wave. The second orgasm was building fast, his thoughts of her bringing it closer than his tongue or his tail, making him moan out her name, muffled by his cock in his mouth.

He rubbed his soft spot faster, lapped at his cockhead harder, and let the second orgasm wash over him. Instead of another powerful burst like last time, the second climax was longer and slower, more satisfying than tiring. He didn't waste a single drop of cum, since he had less to spend and was ready for it. The almost spicy taste, sweetened by a diet of citrus fruits, slid past his tongue again; after letting himself down gradually, he relaxed his grip on his tail and opened his mouth. Another sigh, this one of relaxed satisfaction, left his lips, a little wisp of smoke escaped his nose. Gemini slowly and carefully brought his legs back down to the ground, pulling his tail out the rest of the way, and turned his head to the side to admire himself in the mirror. "Mryeah, one sexy Dragon stud," he grinned to himself, stretching out on the floor before becoming aware of how cramped his back was.

Gemini grunted a bit, licking the white stains from his face as he got unsteadily to his feet. Though it took a little stretching to get himself comfortable and limber again, his cock was softening and the ache in his balls was gone. The wide grin spread across his face again as he chuckled to himself: on his first try, he hadn't just had autofellatio, but multiorgasmic autofellatio, tailjob included! The sense of accomplishment and the amazing release at last made him feel stronger, more masculine, but energized and tired at the same time. With one last wispy sigh and assertive flex of his biceps, he strode back into the bathroom, to wash off the lube and his tail while planning his new diet and routine until his mate returned.

END!