Confession From A Dragon
So, this was a good way to express myself and it turned out okay.
Confessions From A Dragon
By: Razial Drakken
I had sex tonight. The total feel of a tongue slipping into my sheath and caressing my phallus with the heat of a furnace, only better. My eyes shut tight as the familiar sensations take me to otherworldly places where pain turns to pleasure and even suffering is a pleasure unto its own. His hand caresses my scaley buttocks, leaving me to wonder if this guy with his tender touch really cares for me or for my member. Maybe it starts with one and the other comes along.
My member slowly slides out of its home as this male lets his tongue play with my most intimate parts, sending shivers throughout my body and causing my back to arch. I knew that he was charming and knew that he was seducing me. Perhaps I wanted to be seduced. It has been so long since someone held me and loved as their own. Maybe I am confusing lust with love, but it is my choice, at least for a little while, have a bit of a fantasy.
Soon, my cock twitched as it stood at full length. Suddenly, this hunk of a male took my full length into his maw and milked it. I was in utter bliss and felt my climax climbing. I could not believe that someone was showing me this much attention. A reoccurring thought that played like a clip over and over in my head. I felt the familiar tingling of my orgasm rising to the surface and could tell that it would not be long.
Then, as if elevated to the next plain of existence, my climax blasted forth into this guy's maw. He continued to milk my cock, making me squirm and I didn't even resist. The intense feeling of overstimulation that almost hurts. I feel so alive at these moments and maybe that's why I seek them. I am a dragon, after all.