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Cooperating for Profit

A Fetish Institute Story

Chapter 3: Training for the Stage

Sponsored by Asbeoth

By Draconicon

Tabin knew that his boys were going to need training, but he didn't expect to be looking forward to it as much as he was. The red-brown stallion was already tenting his pants in anticipation as he drove down the freeway, his eyes fixed in the distance to where he imagined home was, where they would be able to get started and Edward and Walter could finally show their real respect for him.

The leash still hung from his belt, the leather band still calling to him. A part of him - mostly the part between his legs - wanted to leash the boys and bring them forward, put one of them down on his cock and suck him off while he drove, while the other fingered himself for his dad's amusement.

It was only a part, however. He was still aware of the rules of the road, and he knew that he needed to keep things safe for him and them. However, that didn't mean that he wasn't interested in getting home as fast as possible so that he could enjoy them properly.

Soon enough, they were off the freeway. He looked in the rear-view mirror, his smile growing further. Both of the boys were still panting softly, both of them sporting boners in their pants. They had been dressed again after he finished fucking their faces back at FI, and he knew that they were still eager for more. The pair of them hadn't been able to take their eyes off his cock the whole way to the door, and he imagined that they would be all the more enamored of his body once they were in the house and they were able to worship it properly.

He licked his lips as he turned this way and that, trying to focus on the road through the different fantasies that danced through his mind. They were going to be the perfect little sluts, and by the time he was done, they would be able to dance for Vadir, and more, and there was nothing that the big dragon boss would be able to fault them on.

And maybe when they're done, Rodden will let me show that asshole what the superior species is like...

It had been a long time since he had started paying the mobster protection, and he would love an excuse to teach the dragon a lesson in the superiority of horses. He needed to learn that just because dragons were stronger, as a general rule, it didn't mean that they were better.

After all, horses were bigger.

He took one hand off the wheel, fondling his crotch. The head of his cock was already dropping from his sheath, and he knew that the rest of it wouldn't be far behind if he kept his hand down there. Not what he needed to do right at that moment, though. He needed to be focused, to be paying attention to the road, to be -

"Dad..."

Edward. He looked in the mirror again at the black dragon, saw his boy leaning back and rubbing his hand down between his legs. Not over his balls, it seemed, but down nearer to his taint, almost as far back as his asshole. He certainly was rubbing nearer to where his tail popped out of his pants than anywhere else.

"Dad...I'm...mmph..."

"You want it already?"

"Fuck...it smells...it smells good in here..."

The boys had been more and more eager ever since he had picked them up. While he had ordered certain shifts in their way of thinking, he had never imagined that it would turn out as powerful as it had. He had expected them to be horny, to be eager, to see horses as the best of all sexual beings. He had asked for them to be submissive, to crave his scent, to have a reaction to his musk that would leave them positively helpless against any request that he made. He wanted them to see him and see a god.

And all that, the Fetish Institute had delivered on. Not one of his requests had gone unfulfilled, and he shivered as he imagined what it would be like when they were out of the public eye.

Finally, they drove up to the front door. He stopped the car, looked over his shoulder -

Riiiiiip!

And just as he did, he heard the sound of ripping denim. His lips turned up in another smile as he watched Edward pushing his clawed fingers further between his legs, rubbing around near his asshole and trying to find it. The boy still didn't seem to know exactly what he was doing, just that he needed something down there.

Walter was hardly any better, the younger, white-scaled brother gasping for breath as he stared straight ahead, his hands resting on his thighs as he thrust his hips forward a little. He was trying to show off his cock, which, to be fair, was pretty respectable. It was big enough that it was starting to push his waistband forward, almost exposing it right then and there.

Not that it would be enough to match a horse, though.

He grinned, chuckling as he got out of the car and opened the back doors. He pulled Edward to his feet, the black-scaled dragon wobbling back and forth as his fingers were ripped free of his pucker, and Walter followed, panting, thrusting his hips a few times before he stopped himself.

The neighbors were out for the afternoon, he knew, but this was almost hot enough to make him wish that they were still there. The idea of them staring at his boys, seeing them as the hot little pieces of fuck-meat that they were, would have been amazing. He licked his lips as he looked down at Edward's ass, at Walter's cock, and imagined them dancing on the tables back at the Hot Herd. It was going to be amazing.

He gripped them both by the shirt collar and dragged them to the front door. They were both moaning as they walked along, muttering 'dad, dad' as they went. He'd need to do something about that if they ever went anywhere else in public, but for now...

Well, for now, it made his cock all the harder, and that was all that mattered.

He pulled them past the front door, slammed it shut, and pointed toward the living room. Ordering them to get over there and strip down, he turned back to the door and locked it tight. He even threw the chain on, something that he hadn't done for weeks.

By the time that the stallion was done, the boys were completely naked, stripped down to nothing but their scales. He grinned as he watched them fall to their knees, another behavior that he had told them to have, and he gripped his cock as it throbbed all the harder in his pants.

"So, you boys want your dad's cock, huh?"

"Fuck yes," Edward moaned.

"Please, dad...you horses...you're so much better...can...can you please use us, instead of the guys at the club today?"

"I don't know. Why don't you turn around, see if you can convince me?"

The two dragons did just that, turning around and getting down on all fours. They thrust their tails up in the air, shaking their hips from side to side, showing off their enhanced asses.

While they both still had some muscles in those cheeks, they were obviously bigger and 'fatter' than they had been, with more weight to make them bounce and jiggle more provocatively. Not nearly to the point of a proper horse's rump, of course, but they made a reasonable imitation. He grabbed Walter's first, feeling the soft plushness to the white scales before moving over to the older brother.

Pulling the cheeks apart, he found it almost too easy to keep that hole exposed. There was something to the sheer heft of them that made him imagine the pair swaying their hips on stage, their incestual nature shown off to the world.

At least, soon, it will be.

He licked his lips, leaning down and taking a soft sniff. The older brother's hole had a soft musk to it, a scaly scent that rasped against the nose as well as the soft smell of sweat and a long day that clung to the scales as well. He smiled, running his fingers along the rim, feeling it twitch at his touch.

Yes, you're going to be a good little anal addict, he thought, looking down at the other brother.

Walter had been the one that had completely attacked his cock back at the Institute, grabbing for it and sucking it down like it was the best thing that he had ever had. Tabin smiled, seeing a few strings of his seed still clinging to his younger son's face. He'd left it there when they left the institute, thinking that it'd be a good way to remind him of his scent on the way home.

Hell, it might be the reason the boy was sporting such a hard-on, he supposed.

"Alright. Edward, you get my cock first. What do you say?"

"Thank you, dad, for letting me enjoy your superior cock," the black dragon said, lowering his head. "Thank you for giving me the chance to serve the superior species."

That was almost exactly what he had asked the Institute to program the boy to say, so he couldn't be happier. He grinned, pulling his pants down to let his cock out.

The sixteen-inch monster throbbed up and down, slapping against that ass, almost falling into the pucker already. He could see the dragon's asshole twitching eagerly, trying to eat that shaft up, but no. He waited, he waited for a little bit longer, knowing that it would tease the living daylights out of the boy.

With Walter whimpering next to him, he reached down with one hand, rubbing along the squishy rump and then between the cheeks, his fingers searching for that soft pucker. The boy lifted his tail further, the dragon pushing his ass out that little bit more -

Squelch.

And there it was. He chuckled as he rubbed his fingers along the inner walls of that hole, feeling it give a bit, then push out, then pull in again. Yes, Walter was eager...

But so was Edward.

His older son was already thrusting his hips back, pushing his ass back to grind the thick horse-cock between the cheeks up and down. There was no doubt in Tabin's mind that the black dragon was just as eager a whore as his younger brother, needing that cock more than he needed air right at that moment.

The stallion smiled, clenching his muscles and flicking his cock up and down. The feeling of how hard it was, how eager he was to delve into that hole, was almost overpowering. Ever since FI had given him that leash, he'd wanted to fuck his sons, wanted to show them who was the one in charge, and now, he finally had the chance to do it.

Gripping the base of his cock with his free hand, he squeezed it a few times, forcing himself that little bit harder before he pulled his hips back. As Edward moaned and panted and groaned to the heavens, he rubbed the flared head against that twitching pucker. It wouldn't be long until it was stretched and gaping more than ever before, until it was pushed out and puckered and puffy like a stallion hole and begging for cock constantly.

He pushed forward, and Edward pushed back. The chubby cheeks around the hole flexed and jiggled, his boy gasping and shivering, moaning as his cock twitched and dripped.

"Oh, dad...dad...it's so...so big..."

"You want it in you?"

"Fuck yes..."

"Then push back...take it..."

Edward did, the pressure on Tabin's flare getting stronger by the second. As his cock twitched, as his son moaned and whimpered, he turned to the younger brother. Walter was moaning up a storm, wiggling his ass along the two fingers pressed inside. It was just as perfect a sight as one could ask for, a white-scaled rump swallowing up fingers like a good little slut.

"Rock, boy. Rock."

Walter obeyed, rolling his hips forward and then rocking them back, fucking himself on his father's fingers over and over again. Each time he pushed back, his hole opened up a little bit more, and each time he pulled himself forward, his hole closed tight, clamping down on the horse's digits.

And then -

POP!

Tabin groaned as he felt his flare finally slide into the older dragon, having to clench his teeth to keep from moaning more than was seemly. The silky warmth of those inner walls held him tight, and he huffed softly as he got used to the feeling of them clenching around him, pulling him deeper.

Edward was no better, moaning even more eagerly than before, the slut slowly pushing back and pulling him deeper. He was rather impressed with his son; even with the conditioning, he hadn't expected that level of dedication to his pleasure. As the huffing, puffing dragon pushed back, he slowly pulled his fingers free of the younger brother, holding Edward's hips tightly to 'help' him get all the way down to the base.

"Mmmph...dad...I'm so...so empty..." Walter moaned desperately.

"Then get on your back and use your tail."

The white dragon was quick to obey, as all good boys should be. It was almost fascinating how much the two dragons had changed, how eager they were to obey after being such bad children for so long. Now that they were conditioned, now that they understood the world...

Now that they loved him...

Tabin groaned deep in his chest, the stallion pushing himself harder and faster than he had before, rutting the black dragon under him as the white one started tail-fucking himself. The two brothers were panting, moaning, eagerly selling themselves as the sluts that they had been transformed into. Muscular, chubby bottoms bounced and jiggled as they were fucked, one by a tail, one by a fat cock.

And they were both eagerly groping themselves in the process, the two brothers jerking themselves off as they worked themselves into an utter frenzy. He smiled, he groaned, and most of all, he moaned.

Each thrust took him further towards the base of his cock, and he could feel Edward's inner walls slowly opening up before the flare that was forcing him to loosen up. One thrust, two, three, each one making him take it further. His son was incoherent now, completely lost to the pleasure of being fucked, and it was beyond hot. The black dragon's mouth hung open, his eyes were rolled back, and his body rocked from head to toe every time that he was filled up again.

It didn't take long before Tabin's medial ring was pressed against his son's hole, the thick bulge at the middle of his cock threatening to pop through and ruin him further. The stallion grinned, slapping Edward's ass, and the boy tightened up on him almost immediately.

"You want it?"

"Fuck...fuck yes, dad, please..."

"You want me to ruin your ass?"

"So bad. Make it ruined. Make it gape. I want everyone to see how much I love your cock."

"Wish granted, boy."

He leaned forward, his hips hunched back just a few inches. He got a better grip, running his arms under the black dragon until he had him gripped tightly against his chest. Then, when he was sure that there was no way for Edward to slide out of the way...he thrust.

POP!

The sound was quieter than it had been when he rammed his flare in, but no less dramatic as he buried the thick ring inside the smaller dragon. Edward moaned, arching his back, and the boy shot a string of pre across the floor. His son was begging for it, needing more, and Tabin was more than willing to give it to him.

As he pulled back, his cock popping the hole again, he realized that Walter had moved. The white-scaled dragon was nowhere to be seen -

"Ah!"

Until he felt a tongue along the back of his balls. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the younger brother shoving his head under the stallion's tail, working that forked tongue along his sac. There was complete devotion on his face, utter need, and it only made him harder.

"Heh, you want to serve your father still, huh?"

"Please, dad, cum in Edward. Cum in him so you can start fucking me."

"Soon enough, boy, soon enough."

Fucking one son while getting his balls sucked by the other. This was a paradise, and there was no way that anyone would ever convince him otherwise. This was how a father should be worshiped by his boys. This was how a horse should be seen by dragons.

The thought of Vadir and his entourage coming through his club again popped into his mind, and he wondered what it would be like to put that man under the same influence that his boys were under. The idea of putting the mobster under his balls, getting that dick to start sucking him off and understanding the raw power of a stallion...

His cock throbbed hard in Edward's ass, and he started thrusting harder, deeper, fucking him that bit faster. Walter grunted under his tail, and the soft smacks of his balls hitting the white dragon in the face were that much more delicious for the way that he grunted and panted, the hot breath blowing over the horse's sac. Thrust, thrust, thrust, his cock head flaring inside of the black dragon's hole. He could feel the way that it was slowly getting loosened up, and he knew that when he finally popped out, it was going to be a sight to see.

In, out, in, out, each thrust taking him further towards climax. His sons were moaning for him, Edward completely incomprehensible, and his other boy not far from it. The two dragons were deliriously happy to serve their stallion master...their father...

Finally, he went over the edge. The feeling of that clasping, grasping hole around his cock was more than enough to drag him there, and he moaned at the top of his lungs as he felt that tight grip pulling him deeper. He wanted it. He needed it. He craved it...

And he came for it. He thrust his cock in as far as it could go, and he grinned as Edward arched his back, his head drifting back -

"Come here, boy!"

Tabin grabbed his son by the horns, holding him down as he came. The black dragon gasped for breath, his eyes wide, his mouth hanging open. The splut, splut, splut sound of another orgasm hitting the floor was unmistakable.

As for him, he kept cumming for a long time. Each cumshot was a thick, heavy load into the boy's ass and belly, and he could feel it getting all gummy up near the head. That would hold it in for a while, one of the bonuses of getting fucked by a horse.

Slowly, he pulled back, taking his time to gradually work his hips out of the way. All the while, Walter kept licking at his balls, worshiping the heavy sac, putting in the work to make sure that he felt amazing. He would have to give the boy a treat for that, later. Maybe one of the different toys that were up in the bedroom that he used to train some of the new horses when they came around.

Finally, his flare came free with a 'pop', and Edward's hole nearly came with it. The rim was completely ruined, the inner walls stretched out wide. He could probably have fit four fingers in there with ease, perhaps even his whole fist without touching the inner walls. The idea of that was more than a little bit sexy, and he grinned to himself as his cock flopped down over his balls.

Almost instantly, Walter was there, his white-scaled son licking over the head of his cock, cleaning it of seed and slime. There was no mess to be found, which was wonderful, but the sight of the young dragon still cleaning his cock after having it deep in his other son's ass...well, that was hot.

"Edward."

"Mmmph...y-yes, dad?"

"Go upstairs. There's a box with 'Odin' written on it. Bring it down."

"Yes, dad. Mmmph...so much..."

The boy burped, and the air smelled that much more like cum. He chuckled to himself as the black dragon got to his feet, hurrying for the stairs, holding his belly in the process. He would get used to that, eventually. The ones that got rutted by stallions generally did.

But now, for Walter.

He shifted his stance, pulling himself back so that the white dragon was in front of him rather than behind him. His son was completely entranced by his scent, moaning, gripping him right behind the flare and licking around it again and again. The big-bottomed boy was shivering, panting, licking away.

"Mmm, you're going to...going to fuck me too, right, dad? You're going to fill my ass up just like that?"

"Soon, son, soon."

"Mmmph, why not now?"

"Because you have to get trained."

Much as he wanted to use them over and over again, much as he wanted to see them squirm on the end of his cock, he knew better than to think that was all that they needed. They were going to be put to work spying on a mobster, and they still hadn't shown him that they had all the skills to do that just yet. He needed to see them at work, and that was part of bringing 'Odin' down for the next part.

It didn't take long for Edward to return, though apparently just long enough to make a detour. The natural 'plug' at the end of a stallion's orgasm must have come out in the bathroom, because the black dragon was oozing cum down his legs, his feet soaked in stallion seed and white lines caking to his thighs.

In his hands was a box almost as long as his forearm, and just about as thick. Tabin grinned, taking it from him.

"Good boy."

"Thank you, dad."

"Now, let's see if this thing's still in good shape."

As the white dragon licked his cock and the black dragon kneeled down to worship his balls, he opened the end of the box. White paper kept the tool from being jostled around, not that it entirely needed it. He pulled that out of the way, then brought the object inside back out into the open air.

It was a wonderful replica of a stallion cock, cast in hardened silicone. It was just big enough to be slightly bigger than his own tool, and considering that his shaft was among the biggest in the Hot Herd, that meant that it was big enough to train anyone in the business in how to take a big dick.

And despite how well Edward had taken his cock, he wanted Walter to prove that he could do it on 'stage'. There was a raised part of the floor at the far end of the living room, usually used for the boys' game consoles, but today, it was going to be used for what it was intended: tryouts.

"Here, Walt."

Passing the white dragon the toy, he sat down on the couch and put his hooves up, smirking as Edward leaned over them to keep licking at his balls.

"Take that, and give me a show. I want to see you dance, show off that ass, and ride it good."

"And then...then you'll fuck me, dad?"

"If you do good."

"I'll do the best!"

And with that, his son was off to work. The consoles were shoved out of the way, almost damaging at least one of them in the process to clear space. Clearly, the conditioning had settled in deep if the boy was this willing to be fucked.

He put his arms behind his head, knowing that he would never need to be responsible for his own orgasms ever again with sons that were this willing to help out. Edward had already eagerly gone back to sucking him off, and as his cock throbbed slowly, the black dragon started to pull it down his throat.

At the same time, Walter set up the dildo in the middle of the raised part of the floor, and started to strut around it. The white dragon threw his hips out again and again, each time making a show of just how round his ass was, how much heft there was to it, how much cushion there was for anyone that wanted to do the pushing. The younger brother was just as eager as the older one, thrusting his ass out for an invisible audience, pretending to strut around a stripper pole that wasn't there.

Each time he managed to get his back to the 'audience,' he raised his tail, grabbing his ass cheeks and parting them. His hole was still fairly pristine, not nearly as wrecked as Edward's, but that was about to change.

"Sit."

Tabin's command echoed in the otherwise silent room, but it was still enough to get Walter's attention. Immediately, the white dragon stiffened up, walked over to the dildo, and straddled it. That big, round butt pressed down, spreading wider as the dragon got up on his tiptoes, showing off everything as his cock throbbed up in response to the pressure on his pucker.

Truly, he was a bottom in every sense of the word.

Tabin grinned wider and wider as his older son gobbled down his cock, sucking it right to the base before pulling his head back up, then going down again. Then up, then down, then up, then down, always getting the whole thing and swallowing around it before sliding back. It was a perfect accompaniment to the show that he was getting as Walter ground down on the dildo. The flared head was rubbing over the dragon's asshole, almost sliding in, then pulling back, then sliding in again. With the pose the boy had taken, it kept his cock and balls in view, but the way that he leaned back, it allowed his hole to be visible, too. And he knew that the foot fetishists would love the way that it emphasized the white dragon's soles, too.

He grabbed hold of Edward, pulling him down to the base, holding him there. Muttering for the dragon to swallow, he watched as Walter finally pushed down. The white dragon's hole stretched, spread outwards, the flare too firm to actually condense the way that a real horse cock might do. It forced the boy to stretch, to expand, to -

POP!

And just like that, the flared head slid in. Walter gasped, his eyes going wide, but his cock was harder than ever. It wasn't the same as serving a true stallion, Tabin imagined, but it would definitely give the boy a rush.

No sooner was he impaled than he started riding, his hips moving up and down, his toes curling through the carpet. The white dragon moaned out loud, his hands running up and down his body, teasing himself, rubbing himself as he obviously enjoyed the big fat cock in his ass. The dragon was a slut, now, and nobody watching would be able to deny that.

Edward, on the other hand...

The boy gasped, patting at the horse's thigh, and he finally let him go. The black dragon lunged back, gasping for breath, coughing softly.

"Looks like you're not ready for that level of deepthroat yet, huh?"

"Mmmph...I thought I was, dad...sorry."

"Heh. We'll just have to teach you. But until you're ready..."

He sat up, pulling the boy back. The black dragon stared up at him, and he smiled down at his son.

"Let's put you to work as a seat."

There was no complaint, no sudden squirming. There was only a moan under his ass as he sat back down, his older son already getting to licking and worshiping as was only proper. He stretched his ass out a bit, pulling the cheeks apart so that the dragon's narrower snout could reach his hole, then turned his attention back to his other son.

You really are getting good at this, boy, he thought, watching as Walter rode the toy down to the ring and then up again, then just past it. Odin usually sets the bar for the maximum someone takes, but I might just need a new one for him.

Whether that was because the Fetish Institute made the dragons that much more hungry for anal, or whether this was something that Walter had pretended not to have for a long time, it was still going to be good for business. The boy was going to be perfect for anyone that wanted to see big cocks disappearing down a little hole.

Not tight, though, heh. Not after this.

He grinned, slowly stroking his cock as he started getting harder and harder at the show. It was such a lovely display, the sort of thing that he normally only got if one of his performers was a bit high while they bounced on the stage. Even then, none of them had shown Walter's pure joy for showing off his body, or for bouncing on a thick dick.

And he'd never had a tongue working up his ass while he was watching the show, either, so that was new.

He sat down a bit more firmly on Edward's face, forcing his son's tongue that much further up his ass. A little bit more, a little bit more, and soon, it was worked right over his prostate. That pressure, combined with Walter losing his balance and falling right to the base of Odin's shaft, were a perfect combination for an inevitable eruption.

"Nnngh!"

Tabin groaned, cumming hard as he squeezed around the base of his cock. His shaft throbbed hard, the flare spreading out further as he blew his load over the carpet. Thick, heavy ropes of horse cum splattered everywhere, and he knew that he'd have to rent a steam cleaner to get it all up.

But it was worth it.

He slowly slid off his son, feeling that slippery, dexterous tongue sliding out of his hole. He gestured at Walter, and the other dragon dismounted the toy, sliding off it with a pop.

"Display."

The boys moved together, on all fours and hip to hip. They reached back and spread their ass cheeks, showing off their holes, and it was everything that Tabin could have asked for.

He had always enjoyed the idea of having sluts that had holes that were puffy and pushed out a bit, that had a gape and proved that they enjoyed big things. His boys hit that button hard, and they hit it well. Edward's hole was still dripping, oozing with cum from the creampie mere minutes ago, and his hole had pushed out hard, the 'lips' of the rim already raised a bit, and the inner walls visible through a one-inch gape.

Walter, on the other hand, had more of a puffy hole, donated in a way that Edward's wasn't. The white dragon's ass had been hit with more friction, less wetness, and it meant that he was more well-fucked than his brother was. There was no creampie, and the gape was only about a half-inch, but the rim pushed out more, showed off a bit more like a horse donut than the thin, raised lips on Edward's hole.

They were both perfect, and more than ready for work at the Hot Herd. They were going to fit in just fine...as long as nobody found out that they were his sons, or that they were related. For once, it was a good thing that they had different scale colors.

This is going to be the best decision we ever made...

The End