Family III: Fun!
#3 of Family
Murry was sprawled out on the ground in the large cave that served as the living room of his and his father's den. At the moment, he was soaking up the sun's warm rays and waiting for his beloved father. He didn't wait very long as he soon heard the familiar padpadding of is Dad's paws followed soon by a large *thwump!* when the elder dragon sprawled out next to him.
"How are you doing, Son?" Murry's dad purred, reaching out with a paw and ending up idly tracing a gentle pawdigit against his son's scales.
Murry squirmed a bit at his father's touch, but soon relaxed as the ticklish pawdigit turned into pleasant rubbings. He started purring as well, pushing slightly against the rubbing paw. "I'm good, Dad. How about you?"
The elder dragon's paw gradually started to concentrate more and more on Murry's front, rubbing and stroking against his chest and tummy as his father replied, "I'm good, Son." He gazed at Murry, his eyes traveling up and down his body. "But..."
Murry idly hoped his dad's paw would rub just a lil lower, and he nearly squirmed himself into the ideal position for such attentions. But, as it turned out, Murry didn't have to. His dad's rubbing paw was indeed inching lower and lower on his belly. Murry immediately knew what his dad wanted to do, so he turned to look at him, smirking slightly. "But what, Dad?"
Suddenly, the rubbing paw delved between Murry's hindlegs, rubbing sensously against the younger dragon's balls and sheath. Murry let out a surprised gasp and pushed delightedly against the groping paw of his father. He smirk turned into a blissful smile and he closed his eyes for a moment, listening to his Dad as he replied, "Well, Murry, I'm a little horny, what with watching you sunbathe and the way the sun glinted off those scales of yours." He nosed his son's nose. "You are really a handsome dragon, Son."
Murry rubbed his nose against his dad's, opening his eyes, which immediately filled with love and adoration. "Thanks, Dad. Comes from your side of the family, cuz you're just as nice looking." He gave his dad a lil lick on the nose.
For a moment, they simply lay there, staring at each other with love and affection, Murry's dad still rubbing his son's sheath, and, after a moment, Murry's cock. Eventually, enough of Murry's sense returned and, licking lovingly at his dad's muzzle, he rrrrRRRrrred out, "So...you're a lil horny, Dad?" Murry reached between his dad's hindlegs and quickly closed his paw around his dad's already present and throbbing member. Murry MmmmMmmmed at the feel, slowly stroking the older dragon's shaft. "I'm sure I can help you with that, Dad..."
Murry's father smiled at him and returned his son's lickings to his muzzletip, wriggling closer to his son, worming his arm around the younger dragon and snugging him close. Murry's dad moaned at his son's touch, giving Murry's member a slight squeeze. "I'm sure you can, Son," he mrrrred. "You're very talented in that regard."
Murry rested the side of his head against his dad's neck, nuzzling him under the chin. "Learned from the best, Dad."
Murry's dad chuckled, then they lay there, the older dragon cuddling his son and the two of them stroking each other. Soon, both dragons' paws were soaked pleasantly in each other's pre, and they made sure that their members were nice and slick., at which point, Murry nosed his dad. "Dad...wanna take care of that...that hornyness?"
Murry's voice snapped his father out of the pleasured haze he found himself in cause by the wonderful feeling of Murry's paw rubbing his slickened shaft and the feel of his own paw wrapped around the throbbing cock of his son and soaked in his son's pre. "Oh?" he managed to grunt "What do you mean?"
"Oh, I mean this, Dad..." Murry let go of his dad's cock and sprawled out on his back. The younger dragon spread his hindlegs wide, and he reached down with his paw, rubbing his dad's slick pre against his nuts and sheath, allowing his father to continue stroking his member without interruption. Murry then moved lower, rubbig one of his pawdigits around his own tailhole, surrounding the opening with his dad's precum. Then, he pushed his middle forepaw digit into his tailhole, groaning as he penetrated himself. Slowly, he moved the digit in and out of his hole, regarding his dad as he did so. "Dad..." he grunted. "Though...it's...pleasant...doing...this, I'd...much....rather...have.....your cock....pumping in....me...." Again, he started nuzzling and licking at his dad's muzzle, panting a little as he pumped himself with his pawdigit and his dad stroked him.
Murry's dad simply lay there, head propped up on an elbow, grinning delightedly as his son fucked his own ass with his pawdigit. He licked back at his son's lapping tongue, enjoying the contact when his tongue encountered Murry's. "Mmmmm...Perhaps in a lil bit, Son. I'm enjoying the show."
Murry awrrred in disappointment, but, after a bit, Murry sprawled out completely on his back, wings spread, tips twitching as he and his dad pleasured him, forgetting that his dad wanted to wait for a bit before fucking him.. Murry laid his head back, panting as his body was wracked with pleasure from the sensations of his dad's stroking and his own pumping with his pawdigit, letting out a squeep every once in a while when his dad would squeeze his dick or rub his balls. Murry began panting more, muzzle agape and tongue hanging out the side, and eyes closed in bliss as he started to push against his father's strokings. Murry's hindlegs were spread widely, his hindpaws unclenching and clenching tightly, his tail twitching in extreme pleasure. Prodigous amounts of the younger dragon's pre continued to spurt out, only to be used by the older dragon as lubricant for his strokings and rubbings.
Murry's dad laid there, watching Murry's body tremble and writhe as pleasure ran through him. He smiled at his son's continuous, delighted moans as he continued to stroke Murry's shaft. Suddenly, a familiar urge welled up in the older dragon, an urge which he acted upon with eagerness. First, Murry's dad licked a little bit at Murry's chest, tracing each scale with the tips of his tongue, causing the younger dragon to yelp and whine with the overload of pleasant sensations. Knowing he couldn't keep this up or he'll end up causing his son to cum prematurely, the older dragon quickly licked his way down Murry's front, leaving a hot trail of his saliva on him. When Murry's dad reached Murry's oozing cock, he immediately nuzzled it, licking at the sticky liquid spewing from the tip. Murry's dad issued a deep moan as the taste of Murry's pre cascaded over his tongue. Again, Murry's dad nuzzled the tip of his son's shaft, smearing the tasty pre on his muzzle's lips, then lapped sommore at it. Finally, the urge became too strong, and the older dragon opened his muzzle and sank Murry's hot, throbbing member into it, immediately suckling on the hard shaft and moaning more as more pre cascaded over his tongue.
Murry eeeeped! in the middle of his moaning when his father licked and nuzzled at his member's tip, then moaned out, "Oooooooooooh...Daddyyyyy....," when his dad sank his prick into the hot confines of his mouth. At first, Murry's hips rocked side to side as his dad sucked him, but then, Murry started to buck in and out of his dad's hot mouth, moaning again as the movement rubbed his shaft against the slick interiors of the older dragon's muzzle. As Murry continued to fuck himself with a pawdigit, he curled up slightly and began to lick lovingly at the back of his dad's head, his other paw moving to rub against the older dragon's muzzle, the rubbing paw's movements the same as if Murry was jacking off. Murry continued to pump his rod in and out of his dad's muzzle, the older dragon simply sucking and slurping at the shaft, moaning and groaning happily as he did so, eyes closed in bliss.
At first, Murry's dad was content in simply sucking on his son's fat prick, but soon after Murry began stroking his muzzle, the older dragon began to bob his head against the younger dragon's humping, this causing Murry to grunt lustily with each thrust. Murry's dad soon realized that his son was getting closer to his climax, which Murry's dad wasn't ready for quite yet. So, the elder dragon slowed his attentions against his son's shaft, though he did fight intense sensation to do so. But, he succeeded and finally, albeit reluctantly, pulled his muzzle from Murry's cock. A few strands of pre still connected his muzzle with the throbbing, spewing organ, but a quick lick of his lips fixed that.
As expected, Murry whimpered when his dad stopped sucking on him, his body full of pleasure and ecstacy and wanting release. Murry blindly nuzzled at his dad and, when he felt his dad's tongue lick at his muzzle, he opened his eyes, staring straight into his dad's smiling, loving face. His dad nosed him. "Not just yet, my son. I want to watch you cover yourself in your cum." Murry nodded vigorously, moving to curl his paw around his shaft, stroking it fast and moving his other paw's digit within him just as quickly, moaning again and shutting his eyes. Then, he meeped as his dad nipped his nose. Murry stopped his movements, opening his eyes to look at his father again. "No, no, Son," the elder dragon rrrrred. "I want to fuck you as you do so." Murry nearly jumped out of his scales with eagerness and anticipation. Again, he nodded. "Oooooh, please, Dad! Do it!" He wriggled in glee.
Murry's dad smiled at his son, licking his muzzletip. "Of course I will, Son." He then rolled over onto his paws, standing over the eager, young dragon, placing his forepaws on either side of Murry's head, his hindpaws just below his hindlegs, his tail coiling around his son's. Obviously, Murry had removed his pawdigit from his hole because the older dragon felt his entire paw rub against his aching shaft, as well as the eager hole almost grasping against the dripping tip of his cock. He kissed his son's nose. "Ready, Murry?"
Murry wriggled under his father, pushing himself eagerly up against the dripping tip of his dad's member. "Oh, Dad," he moaned. "I was hatched ready..."
Murry's dad grinned, then started to push his throbbing shaft into Murry, the younger dragon writhing against the organ as it pushed into him, the older dragon's pre coating every surface of Murry's hot insides. Murry's dad grunted in pleasure when Murry's moist walls clenched against his invading shaft. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Murry's dad fully hilted himself in his son, his cock throbbing within the younger dragon, causing Murry to moan and whimper with pleasure. Murry's dad mmmmmed as he savored his son's hot interior, as well as the feeling of his son's rubbing paws when they began to roam up and down his front side and the loving nibbles and lickings against his neck.
"Oh, yes..." Murry prrrred helplessly as he was filled with his dad's hard, slick shaft. "That's it, Dad...Leave it in there and enjoy me as much as I enjoy you." Murry stroked his father's chest scales before diverting one of his paws down to his own aching shaft, curling his paw around it and immediately pumping his hot meat.
Murry's dad RRrRRred as he idled within his son, licking absently, but very affectionately, at his son's muzzle. When at last the pleasure dropped to more managable levels, the elder dragon slowly started to withdraw his rigid cock from its hot confines, Murry shuddering underneath him all the while, his son squeezing his insides against his length, seeming to grip his shaft as if Murry didn't want it to leave his hole. Eventually, Murry's dad had pulled out so that the tip of his member was poised just over Murry's tailhole, dripping his slimy pre continuously in and around it.
Murry, no longer feeling his dad's hardness within him, but feeling it spewing liquid on him, whimpered and whined in protest, his forepaws pawing against his father's chest, his hindquarters bucking up to brush the dripping head of his dad's cock against his wanting hole, also causing him to slide his own member through his gripping paw, shuddering helplessly as higher levels of ecstacy fired through him.
Murry's dad also shuddered helplessly at the contact and quickly gave into his sexual desires by pushing his shaft back into the warm oriface, the entrance smoothened by the pre cum and very quick. So fast was the reentry that Murry's whining ended in a short, pleasured gasp, followed quickly by a moan. Murry looked up at him, his expression blissful and his eyes full of indescribable love. His son licked at the tip of his snout, moaning out, "Ooooo, that's it, Dad...Fuck me...make me feel good..."
Murry RrrRRred through his groaning and gasping as his father returned his loving gaze. "Sure thing, Son," the elder dragon replied. Murry then clung to his dad, his own member forgotten, as he began to pump his thick shaft in and out of him, his father's thrusting smooth and rhythmic. Soon, the pace of the older dragon's thrusting increased, pumping out of the now-continously moaning younger dragon. Still clinging to his dad, Murry slowly rested the side of his head against the elder dragon's chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat and his gasping breathing as he climbed closer to his climax. Soon, Murry also heard his dad start groaning, then finally gasping as the pleasure in his system built to dangerous levels. Sensing the closeness of his dad, Murry clenched down harder on his dad's cock, wrapping his hindlegs around his father's waist as well. His dad pounded faster and faster into him, and Murry squeezed his eyes shut, burying his muzzletip into his dad's chest scales, echoing his father's moans and grunts, absently nibbling and licking at his dad's chest, waiting so very impatiently to feel his dad cum inside of him.
Finally, what seemed like ages, Murry felt his dad's shaft twitch within him. Murry pushed his hindquarters against his dad, just as the elder dragon slammed forward into him one more time and, with a roar of ecstasy, erupted into Murry, wonderfully filling the younger dragon with his hot, sticky cum, strand after thick strand firing into Murry and coating his insides.
As his shaft continued to spasm and shoot inside his son, Murry's dad slowly relaxed ontop of his son, Murry doing the same under him, squirming slightly in delight as the elder dragon rested on him. Both dragons panted heavily, resting for a long moment, enjoying each others' warmth, the father licking absently and affectionately at his son's chin and neck again.
After a bit, Murry shifted a lil, looking at his dad again, tears of joy in his blissful, loving eyes. "Thank you, Dad," he murmured, starting to pRRrR quietly. "Thank you so much." Murry kissed his dad on the nose. "I love you..."
Licking his son's muzzletip, moving til he was rubbing the sides of their muzzles together, Murry's dad replied, "I love you, too, Son. And, you're welcome."
Murry continued to gaze at his dad with unbelievable adoration. After a moment, his eyes drifted closed, relaxing under his father a lil more, until, without even realizing it, Murry fell asleep.
Murry's dad smiled to himself, enjoying the sight of his son lost in a peaceful slumber, a happy lil smile on the younger one's muzzle. Slowly, Murry's dad rolled back into a sitting position, cradling Murry in his lap, the movement causing his shaft to shift around inside Murry. Both dragons groaned helplessly at the feeling, Murry opening his eyes dreamily, looking once again at his father.
Murry's dad kissed him, then placed his forepaw digit over his son's snout tip. "Shhhh, go back to sleep, my son. I'm not going anywhere..." Murry's dad then let out a little erp! as he felt something hard, moist, and hot poke him in the tummy. Looking down, the elder dragon grinned, reaching down and grasping his son's dick in a forepaw. "Unless you want to take care of this first..." He gave Murry's cock a gentle squeeze, at which point, Murry opened his eyes again with a slightly grouchy expression on his face. He issued a quiet meep! cuddling close to his dad and resting his chin on his shoulder.
Murry's dad awwwred at the cuteness of his son, removing his paw from the shaft and wrapping his sleeping son up in his wings and arms, snuggling him close, prrrring soothingly, slowly rubbing his paws up and down Murry's back. "Very well, my son. Perhaps after you've rested." The older dragon felt Murry nod just a bit, then, after a couple of minutes, he heard Murry begin to snore, the younger dragon feeling all sorts of warm and cozy and loved and protected.