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Chapter 1: A New Sensation

"Drake!" The young one heard a voice call out to him.

"Drake!" It called, much louder, much bolder this time.

Drake slowly turned himself over with a grumble. "But Geoff, it's too early to wake up for chores!"

Slowly opening a single scaly eyebrow he wasn't met with his human friend, no. It was rather Draco, his father!

Draco laid there, sprawled out in front of him. Paws crossed on each other. "Took you some attempts to wake up. Do you know how difficult it is to make contact with you?" He smiled playfully at the smaller dragon.

He had to do a double-check to make sure it wasn't just one of his dreams. "Dad! It's been too long! I wish the Stars would tell me beforehand when you are going to visit. I'm so unprepared!" Drake practically jumped up, out of excitement.

"Unfortunately, I cannot dictate what the Stars tell us all. Let us just be happy I am here with you now." He adjusted himself while looking at the vast space of infinity that surrounded them. The perimeter of mist and fog that shrouded their location was benign, mysterious, and unearthly. "What a strange local it had decided to put us in this time." He mused.

Drake took the time to look around himself too, glancing past Draco's massive form and frowned. "This place is strange, can we leave?"

Draco couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, Drake. It isn't that simple. This is where the Stars chose for us to find each other. It must be right, they chose it after all."

Standing up, Drake strolled over to his father, laid beside him, and asked, "Dad, you never did tell me how we can meet. It just happens and I've been wondering how none of my books speak of an occurrence like this. You are among the Stars and I'm not, how is this possible?"

He reached over and rubbed his paw across Drake's crown of still growing horns. "It's not too complicated, my boy. I was granted the greatest honor and privilege of letting my physical form live amongst the Stars. While I did lose my life, yes. I am by all accounts not alive. I cannot say, ``go down to the world and roam around freely, no." He rubbed his paw back and forth on his head as he continued. "I am still in a physical form. I'm not some ethereal being or anything. The Stars are a strange and powerful force, rewarding those who deserve it. They allow me to visit you, despite the difference in existence. For that I am grateful."

"Do you still eat, sleep and drink water? How does this feel? Do you miss the regular world? Can you still-"

Draco reached over with his other paw and placed it on Drake's muzzle, gently. "Ho there, Drake! A few things at a time, you overwhelm me! Yes, we still eat, drink and sleep. I feel just like I did before. No sensation or feeling of existence has changed." He shook his head, answering the last question. "I miss people of the regular world, not the world itself. They are long gone by now."

He let go of his son's head and smiled down at him. Drake was pretty joyful too. "You know, dad. I always saw portraits of you. There are hung-up paintings of your likeness all around the castle, I, and monks that live there. Your story is quite well known. Someone by the name of Brother Gilbert wrote records of it. Along with an inspiring Knight Sir Bowen and a redheaded girl named Kara she-"

Draco looked down at Drake, his entire face fell at the mention of those names. "Oh, Kara...she was a wonderful woman. Fought for what was right and just in the world, she fought for me. Truly one of a kind, very special." He sniffled, clearly fighting back a trail of tears. "I am only happy enough that I was able to witness her and Bowen grow old together. By the Stars, they both deserved a happy, prosperous life."

"You did know them! The writings say so, yes! They are praised and talked about almost as much as you are. Tell me about them! I only know what the stories tell." Drake laid down, resting his head on his father's paws, looking up at him.

Draco gathered himself quickly. "Well, I and Bowen met through quite interesting circumstances. He by all accounts came to slay me, he was a dragon slayer, after all. He and I fought and came to an impasse. I didn't want to end his life and he didn't want to die. Our friendship was rocky, at first. He used me to trick villages into thinking I was slain for money." Draco chuckled to himself. "Those insane ideas worked and quite literally paid off. He was like a brother to me, became my best friend, and he is the one who slew me, to end a tyrant I shared my heart with. I have Bowen to thank for being with the Stars."

He continued, Drake listened intently. "I already told you about Kara. Brother Gilbert was a unique individual. It would have been like him to keep a record of our journey. I can promise you there are no lies in that one. Brother Gilbert was honorable and followed the Old Code."

The smaller dragon looked up, light beaming in his eyes. "Everything is true? You saw Camelot, the villages that paid Bowen to fake you getting slain? The brute of a king that had an even worse son? The son that you bound your heart to..." He placed a paw on his chest as he just realized that was who that was.

Draco chuckled, the excitement of youth is something he hadn't seen in a while. "I'll address the most important one first. Yes, I did give my heart to Enion, the son of the tyrant king. I wasn't blind to the fact that he would have been just like his father. I never expected the outcome to be something much worse." He paused, emphasizing his point. "I shared my heart with him not because I felt pity for the dying boy, no. I did it to unite humans and dragons together. Our species was dying out and I was desperate to do something..."

"Would you change it, if you could?"

Draco didn't even think about it for a moment. With a smile, he looked down at his son. "No, never. Me sharing my heart with Einon led me to meet your mother. Without having done that, you wouldn't be here." He leaned his head down and rubbed against Drake's scaled cheeks. "I wouldn't change that for anything."

"You never talk about mother, why?" Drake rubbed back against Draco's much larger head.

He backed up and avoided eye contact with Drake for the first time. "Oh, my son. Remembering her makes me sad. Her fate was sad. I don't want you to think about her in that regard. One day, I will tell you more. Let me get myself ready to do that first."

"Okay, dad. The monks never mentioned her or my egg. They determined that you never mentioned my egg's existence to Bowen, he found it on his own. After your passing."

Draco just shook his head. "I never mentioned it in hopes of sparing you the fate of being the last dragon, like me. I was fortunate enough around others of our kind before they got slain. You never saw any others aside from Griffin and myself." He stood up and turned away from Drake, staring off into the infinite fog. "I never suspected that Enion would have been killed before you hatched. I didn't want to bring you into a world with his rule. That's why I hid your egg, that's why I never told anyone about you. Part of the truth is that I wasn't able to tell anyone before I met my end. I'm happy Bowen found you, he did right by me in the end. I cannot thank him enough."

"I would have liked to meet them, they seemed like wonderful people. Their memory lives on in many of our stores and lessons that are taught at the monastery. The Old Code is alive to this day because of them, and you." Drake approached Draco at his side. They looked very similar. Mainly the fact that Drake had Draco's crown of horns, still growing on his head but he will still have the 8 total horns, in 4 pairs. Drake was just slightly over half the size of Draco at this point, not fully grown but still beyond adulthood. He shared his father's coloring with many regards and some other darker patches of scales on his arms, shoulders, legs, and underbelly. Drake was very much Draco's son, which was undoubted by everyone.

There was a long moment of silence between them both, watching the distance. It wasn't very impressive, for the most part. The foggy landscape just looked like the top of a gargantuan mountain. Draco asked him. "You said there were portraits of me, what about my siblings? Is there anything about their fates?"

Drake thought for a moment, resting on his haunches, and shrugged. "I don't know about that, dad. There are plenty of paintings of various dragons. I don't know their names or if they are related to you, sorry." He paused for a moment. "I can ask the monks! They know almost everything, surely they would be able to tell me."

He smiled at Drake, rubbing his still-growing horns. "You can try that, thank you. I didn't find them among the Stars. No one I knew before is amongst the stars, now that I think about it." He frowned. "It's sad to think all my friends, family, and acquaintances never got the opportunity to live amongst the stars. Not a single familiar face has been seen by me."

"What about the dragons who are there? What are they like?" He asked, curiously?

"Mainly legends and those spoken about in tales and have committed great acts of courage and bravery. Back when dragons ruled. Spanning back thousands of years. I can't say they are unpleasant or anything, I don't wish to speak ill of any of them. They are just stuck in their own time and history, despite being able to see everything that happens within mortal existence they refuse to adapt and accept the new world."

Drake pulled himself closer to Draco, leaning his shoulder blades against his father's chest. "What of the Stars? Why are they so powerful and special? Even the monks tell us to respect, even fear them. Seeing as you are among them, you will have the best answer."

"They aren't sentient beings. They simply exist because they do. They are what determines if a dragon is worthy enough to live, seemingly forever. I have no explanation as to what or how they came to be. All I know is they are always watching." Draco pulled his son closer to him, in a tight hug. "Just like me! I'm always watching over you."

He returned the hug with a wide smile and asked. "Can you influence anything in my life? Like, have you swayed anything in my favor ever?"

Draco looked away, nervously and almost playfully. "Well, see. Nothing significant. Your entire battle with Griffin was your own. I didn't have the right to take that victory away from you. I do however watch what you do, often. There are many things I wish to discuss with you. I however think you should bring those up on your own." Finishing with a smile.

Drake felt an anxious wave wash down his spine, only for a moment. "Yo...you watch me often? Oh dear, that's embarrassing. Can you, you know. Not?" He stopped for a moment, wide-eyed realizing how that sounded. "Sorry, dad. I don't mean it like that! Just...I-"

Draco raised a paw and stopped his sentence. "It's okay, Drake. I understand what you mean. You are beyond old enough to begin understanding many aspects of life. Your endless access to the libraries of the monastery will lead you to plenty of curiosities. I see what you read and I'm quite interested in what you are thinking sometimes!"

His dark-toned scales around his cheeks went a red color. "Wha-whatever do you mean? I'm just reading about the history of the world, humanity, and dragons! I cannot hone my abilities by lying around."

Giving a reassuring smile, Draco gestured with his forearms spread out. "Oh, son. I know you are of a curious sort. Thrown into a world, being that last of your species. Where can you turn to for the answers you seek? I don't imagine bringing more supplementary topics up to the monks will do you any favors! I see what you read. It's completely normal that you are exploring these things, even if you don't fully understand it."

His scales turned even redder, shifting nervously. "Yo-you even mean you saw me-"

"Yes, Drake. I have, not intentionally mind you. You don't need to be ashamed, son. It's very normal! Despite what human teachings may say, it's very healthy you are exploring yourself. Self-discovery is a part of achieving adulthood. I imagine attempting to bring this up with anyone hasn't gone to plan?"

Drake only sat there, silently before speaking. "I have tried to hint at some of the monks, asking about why I felt the way I do. They just dismissed me and completely disregarded everything I said. So, I turned to the library..." Drake hesitated for a moment, looking up at Draco who gave him the same reassuring look as he always had before. "The books brought more questions than answers!"

Draco gave him a nod. "I understand, no one ever gave you any talk about reproduction as you grew older?"

He just shook his head. "Not entirely, no. I got bits here and there. They called it puberty, the development all creatures get that allowed them to reproduce when they grew older but they never mentioned it would fill me with such weird...thoughts!"

"Oh, dear. I think the books didn't help you as much as you would hope. I mean think about it, Drake. Who would want to sit a dragon down and tell him his feelings were the sensation to mate and have sex? It's natural, very strong in dragons. Our desire to mate is powerful, especially at your age. A male at your age would be sexually active, your instincts are talking to you."

"I don't like what my instincts are telling me!" Drake blurted out, "It's annoying!"

Draco reassured him. "It's a normal feeling, son. You haven't experienced pleasure beyond your paw. No one has mentioned this to you, not that I don't doubt you figured a lot of this out by yourself. Your many self explorations sessions surely led you to thoughts of mating."

"Ye...yes. I suppose the right term would be fantasized, right?"

All Draco did was nod in understanding. "Imagine yourself with a nice female? Try and picture all the sensations and feelings while pleasuring yourself?"

Drake's muzzle would be a bright red if his darker color scales didn't cover them. He opened his mouth to speak but was stopped by Draco, placing a talon against his scales lips. "No need to justify it, son. It is quite normal for a male dragon to imagine such a situation." He chuckled to himself. "When I was your age I had a female which I envisioned in my head. She and I had many mating sessions together. I dreamt of her and me so many times. She was my go-to whenever I masturbated."

The smaller dragon couldn't help but feel some semblance of reassurance from his father's words, the whole thing was still strange for him. "There is such a thing as too much information, dad! I wasn't planning on sharing the intimate details with you, not like that!"

"Why not? It's not like I don't know what you are doing, why you are doing it and how you do it. Like father, like son."

They both ended up laughing at that. "It's just weird for me, dad. I never talked to anyone about these. I'm just worried if I do tell anyone they might take it the completely wrong way."

"That is a conundrum with people. It's difficult to explain that sex and mating is part of our culture, it's part of us, as dragons. Our libido and desire go beyond such a degree that only one of your species will understand. It is quite easy to answer your question. Why are you so horny? The answer is simple, son. You're a dragon. If you are anything like me, I know I was quite the unstable thing at your age. How often do you masturbate?"

Drake, feeling a bit more confident in his father's answers, felt comfortable enough to answer. "Multiple times. Usually 3, sometimes in succession. I..." He hesitated for a moment. "I love the feeling of pleasure. It feels nice and I'm always discovering new ways I can spice things up. When I'm enjoying myself it's almost like all my worries go away. I believe that would be the stress relief part I read about..."

"My, my, Drake! 3 times? Impressive for someone your age. Quite insatiable, just like your dear old dad. I quite pleasured myself many times in a row, still do."

Drake stood up, walked away to the opposite side of Draco. "I'm very embarrassed, dad. Can we...change the subject?"

Draco just stayed in his lying position, looking back at Drake. "Whatever for? I'm sure you are quite curious about various sexual aspects of life. I can answer anything for you. No need to be shy, son. It's my duty to introduce you to the pleasures of life."

He made an effort, turning around and looking up at Draco's smiling figure. "Okay, dad. Just because the monks always shoved me off," He paused and looked away from Draco. "I want something more satisfying than my paw. I enjoy masturbating, yes. But I want something more. I've tried to find something else to pleasure myself with like...my bed or a large jar, for example. Do you...have any suggestions that I can use?"

"Heh, the first thing that comes to mind is sneaking into one of the stables and having your way with one of the horses, a mare or stallion whichever you prefer. You are the perfect size for mounting one right now, I am far too large." Draco watched his son's reaction to his suggestion.

He stuttered "A-a horse? I've never, ever thought of that! That wouldn't be right, what if I get caught? How can I explain that one?"

The large dragon gave a hearty laugh. "Simple, just don't get caught! It would be fine, Drake. I'm certain a nice mare would move her tail for you. I had my fair share of horses in my time. They are the perfect size for a young male like you. If you do end up mating a mare, I should tell you they are unlike anything you ever felt. Don't feel bad about not lasting long," Draco continued with a sudden question. "Have you tasted your seed yet?"

All the smaller dragon could do with that question was gulp nervously, avoiding eye contact completely. Drake never even thought this would be brought up. Of course, his father already knew the answer to this! "I-I...may have accidentally shot on my tongue a time or two, yes. I enjoyed it. Makes keeping things clean and orderly much, much easier."

Draco nodded in agreement. "Oh, yes! It's quite enjoyable too. I've always licked my mess up, even from various lovers. Maybe females I knew wouldn't let you mate without agreeing to clean up after yourself. Being my son I already knew you would be a fantastic lover, exploring yourself. I am proud of you for that. Among other things."

"Thanks, dad. I just feel odd. I know these are supposed to be private actions. I never told anyone...it feels nice to not keep something a secret, I was kind of ashamed of that."

"Mhm, no need to be shameful, Drake. Very healthy for you to be as curious as you are. It's great that you aren't scared to try new things, sexually."

Drake quickly laid himself down upon his chest, a shy fulfillment on his face. He looked down at his side and behind him, past his backside, and sighed out of relief, Draco didn't notice that he...

Drake stammered in his speech. Unable to even get his first sentence out as a wave of embarrassment washed through his scales. "Da-dad! I think I had enough of this conversation. Not You, at all. I'm just...far too bashful to keep going! Let me sort my thoughts out before I end up asking too many curiosities!"

Draco only rumbled in his chest in response. "Nonsense! How else will you get the knowledge to understand what's going on with you? It's a tough thing to try to experience this alone. So, please tell me what you want to know."

The young dragon only got more and more bashful as thoughts appeared in his head at such a fast rate, he couldn't even comprehend them! He paused for a long time before answering. "I...I wonder what mating feels like compared to my paw. If it's like everything I imagined or am I just overzealous and it's not as great as I fantasize about?"

Draco tried to give his son a reassuring smile. The bashful dragon was avoiding eye contact and acting like he asked the wrong question. "That is dependent on your partner. While mating is a wonderful affair, every dragon should have the joy of experiencing it." He couldn't help but frown, knowing the current situation his son is in, being the last. "You, unfortunately, don't get to have that privilege. As far as I am aware you, my son. You are the last dragon that walks the realm of the living, shame."

"So...I will never share pleasure with another dragon?" Drake said in a somber tone.

Draco just shook his head. "Not quite, my son. At least not with a female." Finishing with a chuckle.

The blush on the smaller male increased nearly tenfold. "Wha...what do you mean?"

"Simple, my son! We are bound by blood. It's how I can visit you, to begin with. I can help you experience how mating with a dragon feels. I am your only option, after all."

Drake instantly refuted the idea. "But you're my father! There must be another way! Tha...that is a taboo!"

He gave him that reassuring smile, looking down upon his bashful form. "Ah, yes. For humans." He pointed out. "My siblings and I, though not bound by blood like you and me. We were no strangers to sharing pleasure. We all came from the same clutch of eggs, you see. The majority of us never knew our parents. We all grew up, mated, and lived with each other until we decided to go our separate ways, make something of ourselves. I have seen none of them among the stars. We both know how they all ended. My argument for you, son, is that you haven't had the time to know me as your father. It pains me to say that, I know, I know. I just want you to experience the joys being a dragon has to offer. Mating with each other is such a part of our culture, it is a shame for you to miss out, only because I'm the last option."

Draco's eyes went wide. He had said that he was the last in one way or another many times before. Here was Drake, his son. Making him not the last, not anymore. Now his son holds that fate, that responsibility.

"I don't know, dad. This already feels very wrong. We are family. It's...not right!" Drake protested.

Draco shook his head. "We don't need to physically mate, no. Maybe just share pleasure in each other's presence." He rolled himself over and lifted his hind leg, revealing his bulging slit. "Have you ever masturbated with someone before, son? It's much better with the company."

Drake blushed deeply, unable to keep his eyes off his father's rather bulky figure. "N...no I haven't, are you suggesting we do? I never exposed myself to anyone before...I," he stopped himself, distracted by Draco rubbing at his slit, gently.

The larger male only gave his son a reassuring smile. "You needed to fret, son. It's common for male dragons to pleasure themselves around each other, family included. Don't be ashamed. Let's enjoy this. I might even be able to help you enhance your pleasure, more than usual."

Drake reluctantly rolled himself over, already sporting a full erection. He looked over at Draco with a nervous, blushy smile. "D...do I just start or what?"

Draco rolled himself fully onto his back, next to Drake. Flexing his wings and spreading his legs wide. "I'm still getting there. You may begin. Don't be shy, we are both males, after all."

Drake hesitantly wrapped his paw around his member. Looking at his father for reassurance. The larger male was too distracted rubbing at his scaled bulge still. "It's been quite some time since I was in a situation like this."

Draco's member aroused out of his slit. Proudly throbbing against his belly while it grew to full length. He didn't even hesitate, holding his talons in-between his many sensitive barbs. Draco began slowly stroking his cock, looking over at Drake and encouraging him to do the same with as much enthusiasm.

Now that both males were fully aroused it became obvious that their members were not too different from each other. Drake still shared the same barbs and spines that Draco had. Despite being nearly half his size as well, Drake was rather well endowed as well. Just like his father.

Draco glanced over with a smile. "How are you doing, son? You don't seem as bashful as when we started. Pleasuring with another is enjoyable, wouldn't you say?"

He couldn't answer for a moment. He was completely enthralled with watching his father's member before realizing he was being addressed. "Oh, yes. I can certainly feel the appeal. It's much more exciting than I imagined when you first suggested." He paused, closed his eyes, and slowed his stroking. "I need to steady myself or I'll finish too soon!"

Draco just chuckled. "No shame in that, Drake. Go as fast or as slow as you would like." He paused and steadied himself on pace with his son. "Though, finishing at the same time is always a good incentive."

The smaller dragon completely stopped stroking himself. "Can I try something, dad?"

With a smile, he released his shaft and rested his paws upon his chest. "By all means, go ahead."

Drake hesitated for a moment before standing up, erection flopping against his belly as he approached Draco. "Ca...can I touch you?"

"Whatever do you mean?" Draco asked playfully, just wanting him to say it out loud.

Drake grew bold, flopping his whole body between Draco's legs and rested upon them. Both their members throbbing with desire. "I wish to pleasure you, father. I keep getting distracted by these thoughts and I can't hide them anymore. May I?"

The look he gave him was both of shame and excitement. Drake was unable to hide his desires. "By all means, Drake. Go ahead but I was going to wait before you and I got physical. I wanted you to be comfortable, we don't need to rush this. If this is what you desire, don't hold back."

With a jump of excitement the younger dragon completely ignored their erection and just stared at Draco's for a few moments. Completely enamored by its steady, throbbing, leaking form. Drake picked up on the fact that, aside from the difference in size, of course. They shared the same shape, penile spines, and spikes along the entirety of the penis as well as the barbed tip.

Drake ran a talon across the backside of Draco's member. He could feel the sexual power coursing through his cock, simply by touching it. The experience was much unlike teasing his own cock. It was an entirely different feeling. For the young, inexperienced dragon.

He continued to graze his talons in-between those sensitive barbs. Hearing the groans of pleasure from his father only encouraged him, and told him he was doing good.

"Ohh goodness, Drake!" The larger male praised, looking past his chest and between his legs, watching as his son teased him. "You already seem experienced in the pleasure points of a male dragon! I usually had to go over a lesson with a few lovers and explain how sensitive our barbs and penis spikes are. You are a natural!"

Drake wasn't sure if he should be happy with being a natural. This was his first sexual experience, after all. He spent a bit of time exploring himself, sure. He's just applying what he knows from masturbation sessions here. "I hope my inexperience isn't dimming the whole thing down for you, dad. I am unsure where to start, honestly. You are quite large!" He finished with a small laugh.

"Ah, it's more than alright, son. I won't deny the thought of you pleasuring me had gone through my head. I wasn't sure how I was going to ask you that. It wouldn't have felt right. Happy to see you take the initiative." He paused, resting his paws at his side, he asked. "Are you certain you want to do this, Drake? There is no going back on us, our relationship once you do. Let's not ignore the...incestous implication this brings, on us both."

Drake wrapped his grasp around the very base of Draco's cock. Giving it a good stroking, with a fangy smile. "I'm certain, father. I'm not blind to what we are doing. As you said, let's just enjoy this, right? What better way to learn about mating and sex than to get in the act itself? I won't be ashamed of what we are doing. I love you, dad. I want you to enjoy this as much as I am."

He rumbled out of happiness. "I love you too, Drake. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you growing up. You have to understand, I had to stop a tyrant. At the cost of my existence." He stopped and gestured with a talon. "Pull yourself up on me more a bit."

With a nod, Drake repositioned himself further up Draco's body. He felt his member graze against his haunches and gasped in surprise and pleasure.

"Heh, I felt you rubbing against the base of my tail, Drake. Go ahead, line yourself up." He encouraged.

"But I-"

Draco shook his head. "No, son. I want you to penetrate me, my tailhole. Mate with me, go ahead."

Drake looked under himself, nervously. Still feeling his throbbing flesh graze against Draco's haunches. "Father, I don't think I am ready, I...never mated before, ever!"

Draco gave him the same reassuring smile. "Your erection poking me seems to say that you are ready enough! Take your time though and focus on yourself. I know it's your first time, enjoy it!"

With one paw holding the base of Draco's cock, Drake used his other to grab his member. Lining his tip up with Draco's anus he looked up for approval.

Draco's nod was all he needed. He pushed himself forward, lunging his entire tip into Draco's anus. He hissed in pleasure for a good few seconds, rearing up he was lost in sensation. The young male's first experience feeling something so warm, so inviting around his cock.

"Keep going, Drake. You are doing great. Let the pleasure overwhelm you."

He lazily nodded, only vaguely taking in his father's words. He penetrated even deeper. Pushing his hips as far as he could. Drake went too far though, fully burying his entire cock in Draco, roaring out of bliss, his scaled cheeks going red.

He trembled as he spoke. "OhHh, father. That feels incredible!" Be rolled his hips and gave another grunt, rubbing his slit against Draco's anal opening. "I can already tell you, I won't last long..."

Draco made a gesture with his paw. "Do you think you can masturbate me, while you thrust?" Draco paused for a moment, looking away. "There is no doubt that our...incestous mating is quite a turn-on."

Drake gave a blushing grin. "Of course, father. I'm glad I'm not the only one who thought so." He picked up the pace of his thrusting, grasping around Draco's member with his paws in unison with the motion of his hips.

He grabbed at the base and tip of that succulent shaft. Something about holding such a powerful sex organ excited him even more.

Draco snarled at the feeling. "Mhm, you are getting me quite worked up, Drake. Keep going, I'm pretty close."

With an astonished look, the young dragon leaned on his side and stopped his thrusting. Fully focusing on stroking Draco to his climax. "This is pretty fun. We should do this as often as possible."

With a gasp and wide-eyed expression, Draco dug his talons into the ground beneath himself. "We...can do this as often as you like! No sense in not now. It's far too late to go back." He paused with a snarl, watching as Drake enthusiastically masturbated him. The difference in their size was exhilarating for Draco. He always had a thing for partners smaller than himself. There is no doubt that Drake doesn't fully understand the feelings and senses going through his body and mind.

Drake held the base and tip of Draco's cock. He held his talons in-between the penile spines. Pleasuring him in the same way he does for himself. Teasing and squeezing those barbs. "You are getting pretty leaky, dad. Getting close?" He noticed the constant stream of pre-cum flowing from Draco's tip.

"Yes, yes! I'm incredibly close. I am trying to hold back. You are doing a fantastic job! Keep doing, don't stop!"

Leaning himself forward, Drake licked across the tip and down the length. Slightly thrusting himself out of instinct. The sounds of pre-cum and slickness covered his shaft.

Draco roared in pleasure, shooting the first thick strand of cum across his belly and chest. This surprised Drake, quite a bit. He kept stroking the large male throughout his orgasm.

Spurt after spurt of cum. Draco coated and plastered himself in his thick strands of semen. Gashing his talons into the ground, opening his muzzle out of bliss and moaning in tandem with his pulsating member.

His climax finally stopped. Panting heavily, he looked down at Drake who was laying there in awe. Draco could feel the warm, thick strands of cum that leaked down his chest and belly. The coagulation of the mess showed how pent up he was.

"Goodness, Dad, that was quite something. Such a mess! I felt the power in each ejaculation."

He smiled, scooping up one of the thickest strands of cum from his scales. "You did quite an amazing job. You still need to get your pleasure. Go on, pound away, son. Make love to me."

"Oh..." Drake blushed heavily. Completely forgetting his own arousal was still buried in Draco's tailhole.

He watched as Draco licked the strand of semen from his paw. Encouraging him to start thrusting.

With a shiver of delight, Drake repositioned himself. He took note of Draco's still hard, throbbing member.

Resting his talons on Draco's legs he began thrusting once more. It took only a few cycles of his hips before he felt it approaching, his climax was close...

"AhHh, Dad...I...I'm close, I can feel it!"

Draco just gave him a grin as he watched the final thrust. Seeing the silent roar of pleasure from Drake filled him with joy. The smaller dragon's first climax in another being was intense and overwhelming. Drake spread his wings out in satisfaction.

He pulled himself out, mid climax. Still ejaculating upon Draco's haunches before landing on his own, faintly saying. "To...too sensitive."

Draco leaned himself over, onto his side and sighed. "How was it? Your first time?"

Drake tried to stand back up on four legs but was too wobbly. "It. Was. Incredible!"

With a nod of approval, Draco asked him. "What would you like to do next?"

End chapter: 1