A welcome surprise
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A welcome surprise
A ruby red male patrols his territory, sniffing at the air. This year, he's determined to find a mate, refusing to allow another breeding season to go wasted. He sniffs at the air, picking up nothing but the natural smells of the forest and his own strongly scented markings. He renews a few marks and takes off on his wide wings to another section of forest.
Upon landing, something is immediately amiss. Other males. Although his own scent is still strong, there's also the unmistakable scent of at least one foreign drake. He raises his snout in the air to sniff around and identifies the direction. Following his nose to the pungent scent, he identifies a spot on a tree that obviously has urine from another male. Quickly, he raises his leg to cover it with his own and moves on, further down the trail.
The scent is becoming stronger than ever. In the distance, he spots another drake. The red picks up the pace and gets a better look as he approaches. It's a brown, just as young and probably just as competitive as himself. Still, the red isn't going to give up this much territory, and the chance of losing a mate to this competing male.
He approaches the young male aggressively, leaning down and showing his teeth with a growl. Surprised, the brown dragon raises his head to look and his ears perk up. The brown doesn't take an aggressive or defensive stance, and instead circles around and inspects between the red's legs, happy with what he sees. After a moment, he moves away and leans down, shaking his rump in the air and raising his tail to reveal his tailhole.
After some initial skepticism, the red gives in to the temptation. Perhaps there would be a mating today after all. A welcome surprise. With some caution, the red dragon moves up to inspect the hole, sniffing and licking at it. The scent is maddening, and causes his member to rise from its slit slowly, large with ridges along the base.
The brown, still waving his hips and tail, coos at the unexpected moisture coming into contact with his hindquarters. Already fully erect, he pushes his hindquarters back and winks his tailhole seductively, still enjoying the feeling of course tongue over his tailhole. The red takes a few more licks, harder to manage with an asshole shoving directly into his snout.
Swiftly and without further warning, the red rises onto his hind legs and rests his forelegs on top of the shoulder of the slightly smaller brown. He takes a moment to get into position, adjusting his hind legs to line up with the freshly lubed tailhole. he thrusts and misses a few times, instead rubbing under the brown's legs, and causing their hard dicks to come into contact, both enjoying the feeling.
After a moment, he repositions his body to allow his rock hard member to find its mark, and pushes in slowly with a pleasured growl from the red and a submissive squeak from the brown, which feels so pleasured by the penetration he pushes his hips back more and leans his long neck back to lick at the red's face.
The red's hard dick pushes in slowly, and slips out a few times, painting the brown drake's hindquarters with sticky fluids. After a moment, the red finds an optimal position and roughly bites down on the bottom's neck as he pushes in past the point of no return, the first ridge of his penis making it through the rear entrance. The sudden tightness causes the brown to cry out for a moment before again gaining his composure and losing himself to the immense pleasure of his tailhole being fully filled.
The red has completely lost itself to instinct and lust. He's waiting far too long to fill another dragon with his potent seed, female or not, he would dominate and claim this dragon as his own. The tailhole of the dragon under him is far tighter than any females he'd ever been with, and the scent is just as alluring. He tightly grips the back of the body under him and pushes in even further, assisted by the brown adjusting his own hindquarters to allow him to go even deeper, another ridge of his penis reaching past the rectum.
As his own heat builds, the brown yearns for stimulation on his own member, swinging freely through the air and leaking a long string of pre-cum. He closes his eyes and fully submits to the red, feeling the top bite down on his neck as he thrusts even faster, clearly approaching his climax.
The red cannot resist the primal urge to fill another of his kind with semen, saved for over a year. As he feels the intense heat of orgasm approaching, he bucks his hips rapidly and with force befitting a majestic dragon of his stature to reach his full depth, the tight exit squeezing hard at his base as if hungry for the liquid it's about to dispense.
As the first deposit fills the submissive tailhole, the red bites even harder, no longer thrusting but pushing with all of its strength up against the pink pucker. After the first few spurts, he releases the neck and roars out, being fully milked and dominating the other male.
The brown nearly loses his seed onto the moist forest ground at the immensely satisfying feeling of being filled with hot liquid. Completely submissive to the territorial male above him, he gives up control of his body as he feels semen leak out of his asshole down his hind legs. After a moment, he feels the red begin to pull out, more easily than he entered because of the new liquid filling his tailhole. As each ridge pulls past his exit, he feels a fresh burst of pleasure.
The red finishes pulling out and back off to inspect the mess he made of the gaping asshole, leaking semen and pulsing weakly. Satisfied with what he sees, he flips the brown dragon over on his back, wings splayed to the side, and takes his member into his maw, massaging the entire length with his tongue. The stimulation is too much for the drake, who loses his seed into the hungry maw after only a few moments, causing his tailhole to tighten and leak even more of the precious liquid within.
Surprised by the sudden burst, the red moves his maw down to swallow the hot semen. after a moment, he raises his head, allowing weaker spurts to hit the brown male's stomach and leak into his tailhole, mixing with his seed. When the release slows, he licks at the shrinking member for a moment before rising and positioning his own above the fully bred male and lifts his leg to allow a stream of urine to soak the brown's hindquarters, marking him as his own, just like the surrounding forest area.
The brown drake now belonged to the red.