How to tend to your dragon

Human friendships and human relationships are... hard, really hard, really really really hard and very much more complex than what most people are willing to tolerate, for one reason or another: some people are way too friendly and want to spend time with you constantly, always asking to do stuff, go somewhere, even if just to eat and drink and chat and not go do anything more complex than lifting your arm to call for a refill of booze at the tavern; some people want to do stuff that makes you sweat and not in pleasant ways like saunas, the workout kind of sweat that leaves you hot, grimy, sore, tired and not in the mood to do anything but lay somewhere cool and let the rest of your life slip away; some are... difficult for other reasons, mostly because you can't understand what happens between one ear and the other, as if there's a constant storm blowing inside their heads that makes even attempting to understand their reasoning a challenge that even the greatest tacticians in the world wouldn't be able to tackle and win. Some people are plain unlikeable but you have to share space with them anyways, those are almost not quite as bad as the rest, after all, with those people you don't have to actually pretend to make friends with, a small, painful win that hardly makes it worth the hassle.

That was the way Hiccup had seen friendships for a while, as the runt of the village, as the little scrawny guy who can't do much of anything at any point in time: every friendship with his peers was a chore and a hassle since he was always at the bottom of the metaphorical ladder, often a literal ladder when training happened or someone played a prank on him. Then things changed and he got popular, admittedly, it hadn't exactly been entirely due to honest reasons, since he'd gained the upper hand with the dragons in the training area with his brains rather than his brawns, but he'd been popular for a while. Then... stuff happened, lots of things: he had to see Toothless being taken away for one of his father's mad crusades against dragons, he flew back, freed him, fought the biggest, nastiest, ugliest dragon with the nastiest, ugliest face besides Snoutlout's, won, lost his leg in the process, got a new leg that was honestly incredibly cool and didn't hurt when he hit a wall, a door or a piece of furniture in the night when he went to take a leak. Unless he stubbed the other one, in which case his metal leg was far more of a hindrance since jumping up and down on a wooden floor wasn't good for his father's sleep or the wellbeing of the wood. Not that the old Viking cared much about that, the village was famous for being the best at reconstructing houses in record time after an attack. Until Hiccup had turned it into the best and only village where dragons actively gathered to live and rest. Now the village was famous for a whole two thing. Progress was a good thing.

But Hiccup... as much as he enjoyed not being the runt of the entire family tree anymore, as much as he liked having an active role in organizing, building, working and making suggestions in the council, he was still deep down the same kid who wanted peace and quiet and time for himself to invent stuff. Sure, he might have been eighteen and might have gotten himself something he could call a girlfriend, but people do like to return to their old habits and so he often left Berk for anywhere he could stay alone and think and rest and enjoy peace and quiet... with the least cooperative, most in-your-personal-space, slobbery, annoyingly lovable dragon in the entirety of the world of course. To separate either was a task that even Stoic could not achieve now, nor Astrid nor anyone. She did often joke the two of them were spending less time together than he did with his dragon. Of course, she didn't mind quite as much as she let on, it was a remnant of when she used to actively bully him for being either weak, a nerd, a weak nerd, useless and all those fun things everyone told him on a daily basis. Nowadays she sort of teased him playfully and let him do his thing, bothering him and his dragon only every once in a while when she had the chance to hop on Stormfly and leave Berk to follow her adventurous boyfriend and possibly husband-to-be. She'd never admit that of course. Pride and all that fun stuff.

"C'mon buddy." Hiccup tossed a few items on Toothless' saddle and fastened them, just the bare minimum of papers, pencils, spare papers, his gadgets, bedroll and whatnot that every young Viking needs to make long trips away from home comfortable. Well, more or less, half the things Hiccup carried around were for cartography and only a quarter were for him, the other quarter were snacks and things for the cranky dragon, a sort of... bribe for being a good boy. "Just a few hours of flight then we're taking a long, long break. Spend the night somewhere calm." He smiled and scratched his friend's muzzle right where he loved it, in that perfect little spot between jaw and neck that made his leg hike up and kick the air like a puppy getting his scritches. "Big scaly puppy." Hiccup chuckled and made Toothless roll his eyes, warbling in his tell-tale draconic way of making his rider know he was being annoying. "Oh shut up, you know you love it and there's no one around to judge."

Hiccup kept on scratching and after a few moments spent checking his surroundings for anyone or any dragon that could see the Alpha getting scritches, Toothless gave up on resisting and flopped on his back, legs spread wide as the Viking male added another hand on the other side and made the Nighfury do what Astrid liked to call 'the cutest thing a murder machine had ever done', or, in other words: flop around like a fish with a dumb grin on that wide maw, legs kicking the air all the while purring like a thousand cats at once. Hiccup smiled and stopped after a few moments, leaving Toothless panting and whining, begging for more, but as soon as Astrid came in, the dragon was both thankful that his rider had stopped and also very pissed he'd fallen for the human's wily charms once again to the point he couldn't even hear the burly female arrive.

"Hey Hiccup, leaving again?" Astrid saw him pretend to be preparing the saddle after most of the contents had spilled on the floor during the hellish scritches, helping her boyfriend gather all the stuff and put it back on the dragon. "How long this time?"

"Ah, just a couple of weeks I think. The more I explore the farther I can go and the farther I can go, the better it is, you know that." Hiccup smiled and flashed her a wink. She blushed. "Plus my mother gave me hints to some pretty decent areas to explore and while she did tell me most of the details, seeing is believing so..."

"So you packed your stuff and didn't bother telling me anything before leaving that my boyfriend is leaving for over half a month out of the blue." She sighed and tossed him a stack of blank papers for the upcoming cartographic endeavour that he missed completely and landed on his face and the floor. He shrugged: it was better this way, else he'd have to explain everything he had to do, where he wanted to go, when he'd return and what where his plans in great detail. An angry Astrid didn't ask the right questions like a calm and curious Astrid did. "You do know you need to... do stuff here too, right?" She shot him a glare and Hiccup shrunk in his shoulders. Toothless grinned at the uncommon though extremely frequent display of who actually wore the pants in the relationship. "Just remember to come home safe, we might be out of the woods after what happened months ago but... you know danger is still out there."

"I know, thank you." He grabbed her hand and pulled her into a kiss, making sure to use his mouth in better ways than what his brain told him. Sometimes actions were better than words and while he was good with words, Astrid had a wonderful way to make his brain break down like a toy in the hands of a rough child. Much the same way the dragon staring at both of them could but with far less tongue involved, though even that wasn't really out of the questions on good days. Toothless pretended to gag at the sight of the two humans kissing. "Shut up you big lizard." Both humans chuckled as the dragon approached. "What?" Hiccup looked at his friend, waiting for the big dragon to do something, anything as the two of them stared at each other. "What?" Toothless then stood up and hugged him, dragging him in an awkward, messy, dragon hug, squeezing the air out of his lungs with ease.

The next breath Hiccup made was with his face pressed against his friend's scales and with that breath came a long rush of air stained with the scent of the dragon, a deep, deep, sooty scent like firewood and smoked fish, ash, hints of fresh grass staining those glossy black scales. Hiccup breathed and breathed, his nose filling with Toothless' scent, a scent he'd taken in many times before, the scent of his friend, the scent of a dragon but most of all, the scent of a male dragon. The Viking knew his girlfriend was watching as the big lumbering beast smothered him, unaware of the thoughts rushing into his head as he huffed Toothless' musk, the dragon's hug awkward and clumsy enough for him to slip and end up right against the beast's armpit. The next breath was a deeper one, a needy one, a guilty one as the human felt the heat exuded from those scales and the beads of sweat mix on his skin. Toothless broke the hug after what felt like an eternity but was really just a handful of seconds. But it wasn't done, oh no, it wasn't even close to being done: after the smothering, Toothless felt the need to also prove himself as a kisser worthy of the human female, though with none of the grace, technique and thrice the bulk and aggressiveness. From one second to the next, Hiccup had barely found the time to breathe and now his best friend was jamming his tongue in his mouth, that big, wide, slimy, hot tongue which had ruined so many clothes with slobber was now fighting with his own, the split tip wrapped around the human's as Toothless pressed his lips to his friend's with little in the way of understanding on their function. He squirmed and huffed, thoughts racing in his brain as conflicting ideas and feelings assaulted his mind like a horde of Nightmares hellbent on stuffing themselves down his mouth.

"Ah fuck..." After a few more seconds, Toothless let Hiccup go, the human panting and spitting as saliva dripped all over his face and chin, Astrid laughing and holding her sides at her boyfriend's misfortune. "Toothless... for Thor's sake stop! You're getting saliva all over my face and my suit and my hair and in my mouth and..." He yelled at the lumbering dragon, getting nothing but a throaty chuckle and a smirk.

"Does he kiss better than me?" Astrid handed him a towel to wipe his face with and Hiccup promptly used it, furiously rubbing up and down, ending up with an even messier hairstyle than normal. "Well, does he? Come on, tell me."

"Does cramming a ballista bolt into a bow count as hunting?" He groaned and eyed his friend who smiled as if nothing wrong had happened. "Cause if it does, I'd better go tell Fishlegs, he might enjoy actually hitting a deer for once."

"Ah shush you big baby." The woman slapped her boyfriend's back, sending him on the floor and grabbing Toothless' attention. "No, you're the big scaly baby, this guy is just a big baby." The dragon nodded, understanding fully what she meant. Hiccup laid on the floor, face down, arms spread wide. "If you do not get up, I'll make Toothless sit on you."

"I'm up!" It took barely half a second for him to be back on his feet, much to the dragon's disappointment. Hiccup groaned, still tasting his friend's saliva in his mouth while the annoying dragon flashed his signature big smile like someone who was innocent and hadn't done anything wrong ever in their life. "You're gonna pay for that."

"Hush, don't be immature." Astrid slapped his neck. "Your job is to be responsible for the entirety of Berk now, dragons included, if you can't deal with one, then don't try to be the chief." She crossed her arms under her boobs, putting those growing motherly hills in full display.

"Technically Toothless is the Alpha so it's his job to..." Hiccup recoiled and ran behind a pillar to hide from the fist aimed at him if he continued to shirk responsibility. "Fffffine I will do my best at all times to make sure everyone is happy and satisfied and nothing ever goes wrong." She held a second fist up and took a couple steps. "I will... do my best to make sure everyone does their job and deal with any problems the right way without making everyone too complacent or dependant on me?" She cracked her knuckles but otherwise, she didn't say or do anything else for the moment, giving him one last look before going out of the door and leaving the two males alone. "Gods, she's gonna break my back in the name of love one day." Toothless bellowed and stuck his tongue towards Hiccup. "Haha, you big meanie, you will pay for that... kiss." Another loud bellow and the dragon fled from the scene, leaving his rider with a bunch of scattered items on the floor with nowhere to put them, a face covered in saliva and nothing to clean himself with.

Eventually he managed to track down the damned beast, get him to come back to his house where he was once again strapped with the luggage for the upcoming journey to expand the far reaches of the map that by now had taken over an entire wall of the chief's house. Once upon a time, every journey he made began with a fanfare of cheers and applause for his bravery in going where no one could or wanted to and was followed by an equally warm welcome back after days or even weeks of lonely exploration out on the sea. Nowadays he was barely able to gather a few people to say goodbye or wish him a safe flight and no Horrid Nightmare stowaways in his food rations like had happened a few years before. Astrid came by to give him a kiss, Fishlegs handed him a list of dragons he wanted to tally for the book he was writing in secret, Valka couldn't make it since she was far too busy teaching Gobber how to make some better perches for the dragons around the village.

With the feeling of his girlfriend's lips upon his and enough supplies to last for a long while, Hiccup and Toothless were off to explore some more, headed south this time. The wind was favourable for the both of them, warm currents blowing in the perfect direction at the right speed with little turbulence, the sun was not hammering down with uncommonly strong heat and the airspace was thankfully mostly free from any and all dragon interference. Well, there had been a slightly angry and pissed off flock of Grapple Grounders that had been apparently chased away by an even angrier and more pissed off Thunderdrum. Thankfully Toothless was able to make short work of them all with a few bolts of plasma here, a few bolts there, a couple screeches and a rather nasty glare in the direction of the Thunderdrum who was looking like he'd gotten a little too riled up with the presence of the Alpha above him.

The hours melted atop each other like butter in a hot pan, flowing just as easily as the waves crashed upon lone islands in the middle of absolutely nowhere, on sandy beaches, on titanic mountains slowly eroded by time and tide, on volcanic islands where hundreds of dragons made their nests, on lonely peaks that extended from some of the biggest stretches of land within the ocean. It was frankly, a very, very, very boring trip with nothing to do but look around, draw, take notes and generally enjoy the lack of anything one might call civilization. Every once in a blue moon, they did see a ship, mostly merchant ships trying to get around the stormy seas and let down the anchor in some safe harbour or hide in the many natural caves, weather out the incoming storms that the dragon and his rider could easily outpace but that a big, clumsy ship could not. The few ships that didn't run away upon the sight of a dragon diving towards them were a pleasant break from the monotony of bows and catapults and ballistae bolts aimed their way. Some ships even gave them gifts in exchange for guidance to the nearest village or bay where they could rest. Hiccup was always eager to help, Toothless not so much, especially after the fifth ship in one day that fired arrows or boulders at him for the mere crime of being a dragon and a Nightfury at that.

"Come on, bud, they don't seem to be bad guys..." Hiccup tried to steer his friend towards yet another ship, one with a few people staring up at the two of them as they flew in circles. The dragon groaned and grunted, vocalizing his displeasure. "They look fine, don't be a baby!" He huffed as Toothless pretended not to hear him at all, diving down sharply mere seconds before a huge bolt fired from the ship beneath whistled past the human's head. "Alright, alright, alright... you win." Hiccup admitted defeat and threw his hands in the air, leaving the grumpy dragon all the control on where to go. "Take us somewhere nice for the night, you choose today." Toothless' ears perked up when he said that, the dragon craning his neck like a puppy hearing the word 'treats'. "Yes, I said it, you go and fly us somewhere nice for the night, I won't complain."

Before he could say anything else, anything at all, Toothless dived down again, steering hard towards the left towards a big island where the wind currents were less strong and the tree canopy looked fairly thick and green which was good for the rider, who could enjoy some good shade and good for the dragon, who could probably enjoy a nice roll in the tall grass for a few hours to relax his aching wing muscles. Toothless rushed towards that island, fast, pulling his wings closer to his body to speed up even more and then opening them all of a sudden mere feet before touching the ground, the gust of wind so strong it knocked down an old tree and flattened the grass around for a good few yards, displaying the dragon's impressive skills and uncommon strength as well as his rider's trust in the beast and his own skills in control and coolness. Any other dragon rider might have screamed or clutched the sides of their ride too hard, but Hiccup was used to such plays from the big scaly baby when he was in the wrong mood, so this wasn't out of the ordinary for either of them. He dismounted and stretched, muscles a little cranky after riding for what felt like ages, too busy taking off his helmet and upper part of his flight suit to remember to never do something like that in front of Toothless. Just before he could avoid it, he felt a big paw slam into his ass and a thick black tail sweep his feet off the ground, pushing him quite far, making him land face first into a patch of mud.

"Toothless! I just took off my helmet!" Hiccup groaned all the while he tried to get up and failed in a fairly comical manner: the mud patch was bigger and slicker than expected and before long, the human was caked from hair to waist in the stuff, so much so he couldn't even get up without help. "A little hand here, buddy?" The help came not in the form of a hand but rather a bite on the scruff of his flight suit and the pleasant warmth of Toothless' belly against his back. Hiccup was dragged out of the mud and then let back down with little in the way of care for his wellbeing. Had he not been familiar with the dragon's annoying pranks or a Viking, as frail as he might have been in the years before, he'd have gotten mad and lashed out. Instead he just turned on his back and stared at the dumb toothless grin of his friend staring at him from above. "Dumb dragon." Toothless warbled and licked his face, grimacing immediately as his broad, slimy tongue scraped off a bit of mud. He spat and hacked at the foul taste of dirt and gave Hiccup a small bit of revenge. "Serves you right." The human waited for his friend to get away so he could stand up and get his clothes off and get washed.

Toothless took his sweet time cleaning his tongue and then walked away, his body sneaking above the rider's like an inky black night eclipsing the warm noon rays from the sun, carrying with him a faint scent of ash along with that hard to describe post-flight scent that every dragon had. It was exactly like a human's scent after they got a good exercise but somehow impossibly different at the same time. Hiccup waited for his friend to get off him as he stared at the belly of the dragon and the pretty, clean, pristine scales on his hide. The beast was fast as always, but to the trained eye of his rider, details and differences were not hard to notice and when Hiccup saw a hint of pink flesh flash between Toothless' hindlegs and the scent grew stronger and denser, the human felt a rush of heat wash over him. Immediately after, Toothless was gone, slipping behind a tree and immediately splashing in the first few inches of river.

Left alone for a few moments, Hiccup sighed and looked up at the sky, searching for a sign from the gods and their fickle moments in which they granted everlasting strength to the people worshipping them. As no lightning nor Valkyrie came to his aid, the human scratched his neck and made his way for the small river running to the edge of the island and down a moderately impressive waterfall. His prosthetic leg creaked a little, meaning he'd need to give it some oil and a good cleaning since mud probably got all over the metal bits. Within a couple minutes, Hiccup was staring at the chaos that was Toothless trying to give himself a bath or, as Astrid liked to call it: absolute chaos in the form of a black tornado splashing around. The damned dragon was jumping and dunking his body inside the water and doing little more than that to get mud off his scales, giving his friend a bath before he'd even gotten out of the flight suit.

"Stop it you dumb lizard, you're hardly cleaning yourself like that." Hiccup sighed again and started to undress. For a Viking, being naked in front of other people was hardly a novelty: the villages were small, people didn't really have a luxury like privacy most of the time and the few baths that weren't taken in the depths of the forest alone were done in front of others or with friends. "Ugh, I got mud inside my shirt. Thanks Toothless." He stuck his tongue out at the giggling Nightfury while unfastening the belts and removing the few layers of cold-resistant clothing meant for long flights and harsh weathers. "And I also got to wash your saliva from my hair... again." The chuckles the dragon was letting out were only growing in volume as Hiccup complained, so the Viking decided it'd be best to shut up and let the annoying lump of dragon 'bathe' and do the same himself.

The more clothes he removed, the quieter Toothless got, staring at the human who grabbed a small handkerchief from one of the many utility compartments in the suit and cleaned mud wherever it had gotten. Hiccup groaned and grunted, muscles sore from riding but still forced to clean the mess that had slithered inside the precious item he'd made. Layer after layer his body was bared before the dragon, not an uncommon thing, the two had spent years together after all and Hiccup had undressed hundreds of times before the beast by now, however he could feel the burning gaze of the Nighfury on his back the more skin he showed. He took a deep breath and removed the last few layers and washed them in the river water, leaving a trail of mud to go downstream as he was left fully naked. Years of flights and fights had turned the once lanky Viking into a strapping man worthy of the title of Chief of Berk, a heavy duty to uphold but one he had to take. Having broader shoulders and a few more pounds of muscle on his bones helped lessen the burden somewhat. Hiccup let out a hiss as the cold water lapped his flesh when he dunked his prosthetic leg into the stream, the metal gnawing at his stump like a hungry Nightmare begging for fish scraps.

He removed that too and washed it, balancing himself on one leg as Toothless kept on staring. When he bent forward and dunked his face in the cold water, the dragon stared some more, when he started washing himself, the dragon stared harder, pupils turning into thin slits locked onto him, when he dunked his entire body in the stream and came out, hair stuck to his scalp, the dragon wasn't there anymore. Hiccup searched around him but Toothless was nowhere to be seen, gone like a shadow under a bright flame. But Hiccup didn't have to wait for long for his friend to reappear: merely a few seconds after he'd put his prosthetic leg back on, he felt a hot breath wash over his back, warmer than a fireplace, soothing the chill from the water as he was dried by the dragon's inner heat. The man shivered and moaned in relief as the cold vanished, then he shivered and moaned as a big, heavy, broad snout wedged itself between his legs and lifted him up ever so slightly. Hiccup blushed just a bit as Toothless' nares rested beneath his sack and flared when the dragon inhaled, drawing in his scent. Toothless warbled, sniffing and huffing, his nostrils widening and shrinking over and over and over as she snorted the Viking's musk after the light cleaning he'd done. The mud was gone and so was most of the grime, but the smell of a man after a long ride was not and Toothless drank that musk with greed.

"Hey, hey... calm down..." Hiccup groaned while his friend snorted the sweaty scent of his junk, the dragon letting his tongue slip out from those scaly lips to lap at his sack and quickly hardening shaft right there in the open, under the watchful gaze of the gods. Toothless huffed and shivered as the smell of man flooded his lungs, that wonderfully sweaty, manly, heady reek that only hours spent riding and sweating could make. "Toothless..." Hiccup bit his lip as Toothless let him back down and stopped snorting his junk, the wide muzzle letting his full plums dangle freely under the pull of gravity as he inched backwards, sniffing his taint and then spreading his cheeks wide apart. "Ah... fuck Toothless..." The man grunted as the warm breath washed over his sack and backside, the dragon's snout buried in his ass, sniffing even harder as a hint of tongue lapped at his taint and then at his puffy pucker's rim. "That's enough you pervy lizard." Hiccup pushed the dragon away as the beast was mid-lick, a strand of saliva connecting the huge slimy muscle to his pucker before falling onto the ground. "What did I say about shoving your face in my ass?" Toothless sulked and looked away, refusing to meet his rider's gaze and instead focusing on the man's throbbing cock.

Hiccup started droning about privacy and deals and dumb stuff like 'not suddenly shoving snouts in asses or under his balls' and other annoying things but Toothless couldn't care any less, not when his friend's juicy, throbbing shaft was bouncing and swaying a couple feet away from him. The Viking complained and complained, each movement making his fat, ten inch shaft bob, beads of precum spilling on the ground as the fat pair of nuts beneath swayed like ripe plums on a tree caressed by the wind. Toothless drooled and ignored every word said to him, merely nodding as he sniffed the air, focusing onto the man's musk and only that.

"Are we clear?" Hiccup crossed his arms on his chest and snapped his fingers in front of Toothless' snout, drawing his mind back from the daze he'd been in for the past minute or so. "Ah, forget it, you'll do what you want anyway." The man sighed and looked at the horny beast before him: sitting on his haunches, the dragon's backside was fully visible and more than just a hint of pink was bared to him, rather, a few good inches of slick, juicy, thick draconic flesh was peeking from the slit that normally kept that part of the beast fully hidden. Both tips were drooling absurd amounts of precum onto the mossy soil as more and more of Toothless' shafts slipped from their confines, adding a potent reek to the air that Hiccup had become very familiar with: the reek of a horny dragon. "I swear to the gods, Toothless, come spring and you turn into such a pervert I'd almost mistake you for a human in a dragon suit." He gulped as the dragon's twin shafts gushed and fired what must have been a good couple quarts of raw precum onto the ground. "I know it's mating season and all that but Thor have mercy, you are one massive pervert."

Toothless warbled as if proud of that accusation, licking his lips as he inched closer and rubbed the human's cock on the bridge of his snout, bumping in the musky, sweaty cleft between shaft and sack. Clearly defeated, the man rolled his eyes and let the horny beast snort his junk like every other moment the two of them were alone and sure no one was watching, caressing the Nightfury's chin as the beast licked his sweaty sack and rubbed his snout all over his groin.

"The things I let you do just because we're friends..." Hiccup smiled softly, watching Toothless' dreamy gaze as he sniffed, licked, snorted and lapped.

Every spring, no matter what, like any dragon, Toothless got a little hornier than normal, following his kind's natural inclination to find himself a mate to spend time with, but with no other Nightfury to share his needs with, he'd gotten used to mating with whichever dragon wasn't claimed yet as he wandered the world. Eternally single not by choice, Toothless had sampled quite the array of dragons in his many springs since he'd grown to maturity, but none compared to the human he now shared his life with. Hardly any dragon would want to mate constantly like he did and even less wanted to share more than the minimum period required to blow some steam off before spending the rest of the year with their kind. The human, however, was always around, always eager, always curious and willing to learn so many things. After a rocky first spring together, the two had come to an... understanding of sorts, one that only a young, hormone-filled Viking teen and a lonely dragon could reach and one that had been going on for longer than the man had been in a relationship with his soon-to-be wife.

"Hey bud, slow down... we've said we'd stay away for a good couple weeks and we've got time to get all the pent up stuff out of your system before then." Hiccup groaned as Toothless let his split tongue wrap around the tip of his sizeable cock, peeling back his foreskin in ways that were so mind-numbingly perverted only a dragon could come up with them, a dragon with an intimate knowledge of how humans worked and full permission to do anything to one. "Ah... slow... down..." Hiccup had to break out his serious voice as the horny beast started to stroke his shaft with his tongue, using the split tips like slimy fingers to keep his cock steady as he let beads of pre spill on the broad muscle, forming pools of fluids that mixed with his saliva. Toothless stopped, licking his lips and swallowing the potent pre like a parched explorer, his twin cocks spilling from his slit like spears, a foot and a half long each and still nowhere near fully erect, not even halfway done as the smell of cock in the air grew and grew. "Good boy." He smiled. "Gods every year you get more and more bold. Astrid could have caught us back there." The dragon rolled his eyes. "Hey, don't you pretend you didn't try to kiss me in front of my future wife or attempt to get your rocks off even before taking flight." Toothless groaned and huffed, vocalizing something that might have sounded like a half-hearted apology. "Thor give me strength... Toothless, I know we've barely spent any time together lately but you do need to understand I have stuff to do, chief of Berk stuff, I can't always be in my home, door locked tightly and eternally naked."

Memories of a lewd and perverse past flashed in both their minds, days in which the two had started to experiment and really, really, really learn about each other in the privacy of their own home thanks to the advantages of being the chief's son and having locks in his room gave them. Those were the days of messy afternoons, heated nights and absolutely raunchy attempts to learn what made the other tick. Both males calmed down and got riled up at the same time as those memories made their cocks stiffen and throb, the human's already at full mast and the dragon's still growing, his precum flowing in ever greater amounts as rut approached faster and faster.

"Fine, fine, you're forgiven but I will not forget this little slight." Hiccup grabbed his friend's muzzle and caressed it. "Nor the time you blew me while Astrid was sleeping next to me." Toothless purred and smiled at the memory, loving the image of his flustered rider having to explain to his girlfriend how her proximity had made him have a wet dream to explain the stains of cum on the bed and her backside. "Nor the time you 'accidentally' started humping against me and came under my suit so I had to spent hours with your spunk soaking against my skin." Toothless whined and rose higher, standing a little taller as he put his paws on the man's shoulders and dove for the kiss he'd been denied before. "Ugh you're such a baby." Despite all his complaining and eye rolling, Hiccup could not resist the pearly emerald eyes staring at him nor at the promise of the first proper sloppy kiss in a good couple weeks.

He closed his eyes and grabbed Toothless' snout and pressed his lips against the dragon's, a small peck that he so often exchanged every other hour he was together with Astrid. Unlike those times, this lasted far less and was far less wholesome: Toothless, pent up and needy, could not wait any more than a couple seconds before he forced his tongue inside the man's mouth, the split ends parting Hiccup's lips and sliding inside. The wide, slimy, warm, slippery muscle made Hiccup's taste buds light as if on fire, his eyes opening for a split second before closing again, pushing back against the dragon's kiss as his own tongue danced and fought for dominance with Toothless' far nimbler, bigger and more experienced muscle. Saliva dripped from their chins in thick strands, the dense, nigh-unwashable drool that Hiccup so often complained about to everyone only making the kiss more pleasurable, its stickiness adding to the wonderfully perverse nature of it all. The two kissed, panted, pushed and pulled, tongues dancing around each other as Toothless' paw reached down to caress his rider's cock with his soft scales, making the man's shaft throb and twitch as he jammed so much tongue he filled the man's mouth completely, invading it, forcing Hiccup to suckle upon it as if it was a juicy, slimy cock.

"Alright bud..." Minutes later Hiccup was with his back against a tree, painfully hard and covered in drool as the horny dragon licked him all over in between kisses, his legs caked in so much precum he could feel it seep into his skin. Toothless groaned and pushed his entire body against Hiccup, sandwiching the man between dragon and tree and trapping his cock between the two spires jutting from his slit, making him wince as the stimulation almost made him blow his load right then and there. "Let's... tone it down a bit, ok? We've got time and I'd like to move past kissing." Toothless warbled but the idea that the two were already done making out and could finally get to some proper fun made his twin cocks stiffen even more, almost two feet each. Hiccup gulped and swallowed some more saliva as he felt the heat from the dragon's groin grow and the smell thicken twice over. His friend was hardly a creature of restraint, a human might pick up the alpha's musk even without much familiarity but for Hiccup the reek of cum, cock and slitfluids was maddening. "Fucking hell you're a hot beast, you know that?" He dove in for another kiss, surprising his scaly friend for a few seconds. "Sorry but I can't get enough... fuck..."

Toothless was used to the human's whimsical needs: one day he was all up for some bedside rutting with everyone chatting in the floor below, the next he was refusing to even so much as sharing a kiss before going to bed, one moment he begged the dragon to strut around with his cocks out because it was hot and barely ten minutes after he was ordering him to get himself off to avoid Astrid noticing his prides making a mess of the floor. On the other hand, Toothless was far more consistent, as all dragons were, a gift to be sure but something that also made them predictable, humans were so wild, that's what made them fun. What would today hold? A nice romp in a glade hidden from everyone to have privacy or just enough kissing and licking to bring the Viking to a quick orgasm before watching him give a big speech in front of the whole village with a nice coat of dragon saliva on his cock? However, today was not a day for 'will-they-won't-they' stuff: Toothless wanted sex, he wanted the Viking, he needed his friend's hands and mouth and ass and tongue and everything attached to his body for two weeks, no breaks, no distractions. Toothless whined as his cocks slipped out some more, another few fat inches of slimy, thick shaft, the ridges around the bottom half of his prides now visible as the twin shafts were well beyond halfway erect, twenty four inches of throbbing meat that needed to be buried somewhere quickly.

The dragon pushed his cocks even more tightly against his friend's bare skin, loving its slickness, its smoothness and the lack of scales, his ridges finding no purchase beyond the thin grooves of the human's abs and pecs or the stiffness of his singular, far less impressive though equally juicy uncut cock. Both males huffed as they resumed making out, their cocks frotting against each other over and over, Hiccup trapped between two very hard spires and a tree, Toothless pressing against soft flesh and a stiff erection as his tongue slid in and out of his best friend's mouth like a third wider cock. To be able to tongue-fuck a human like that was a pleasure that the two had found out fairly recently, a pleasurable side-effect of the Viking's training to take most of his dragon's cocks without gagging. As a result, Hiccup was now letting his friend explore his throat with that massive tongue, suckling on it, his own dancing with the huge muscle and its split ends, his lower half teased with hard ridges and harder dragonflesh. He'd been pent up for a while, much like Toothless, but unlike him, the Chief had his girlfriend to sate some of the needs the Viking had and, according to her, Hiccup fucked like a dragon. That was a matter of course, he'd learned from one for years after all. But even with a hardy Viking woman at his side, Hiccup couldn't fully get his needs met, with Toothless however...

"Ahhh... ffffuck..." Hiccup could let loose and not worry about lasting long or putting up a show. His cock throbbed, his foreskin peeled back just enough to push him to the edge as Toothless' ridges slid back down, the dragon's endless precum lubing him up so perfectly it had been a miracle he'd lasted so long. "Ffffuck." The Viking came, his plum-sized nuts twitching as ropes of slimy spunk were trapped between skin and scale, adding to the lube between the moaning males.

Toothless could tell his friend was cumming and painting his black scales in white and the realization he'd 'won' over the human and that their two week long vacation had properly started at long last made him growl and cum as well. His spine flared a pale blue as his shaft slipped out fully, thirty nine inches of breeder flesh, thicker than the human's arm for most of their absurd length, only thinning at the tips and thickening at the bases, spreading his slit wide apart as his ridges bloated with fresh hot blood. With a soft grunt, the twin tips gaped and let loose their own thick cargo: ropes of white thick as a finger splattered between the two, each lasting several seconds as pints and pints and then literal gallons of spunk dripped down, adding to the pool of fluids at their feet. The feeling of cum hosing him down, the reek of it, the heat it gave off, the taste as fat wads ended up in his mouth made Hiccup cum even harder, letting the horny beast grind against him freely, the tree behind him gouged as the dragon's claws ripped its bark out in chunks. Toothless purred as the first real orgasm in so long washed over him, a full minute of raw bliss, then two, rope after rope after rope, shot after shot, pints pouring out of the dragon's internal balls without restraint nor care for anything but the need to spill even more.

A full two and a half minutes after the fist spurt, Toothless was left oozing a couple streams of thinner spunk, far less impressing what he'd been painting the human with but still fairly impressive while Hiccup had stopped after a solid minute, incredibly impressive for a regular man. He theorized that years of sex with a virile beast like Toothless had caused some changes, or at least made him bring out the real Viking that was within him, or maybe Stoic's blood was just that impressive. Regardless of the reason why a man like him could cum for a minute without stopping or why he had basically no refractory period to speak of, Hiccup was hard again by the time his friend had stopped painting the grass white and resumed what anyone else might have called 'pissing precum' but that for the two friends was just Toothless' regular horny self.

"Mmh that was messy." Hiccup chuckled as the dragon rolled his eyes with an expression that was both proud and annoyed as if to say 'obviously it was messy'. "Oh shush it's been a while since you came this much..." Toothless squinted at the human. "On me... I've seen you go around to mark your territory several times this week alone." He made air quotes around the marking part which made Toothless warble with pride. Hiccup licked his lips and then his fingers, cum dripping down his hair, front and back, the warm, slick coating of dragon spunk keeping him nice and comfortable even as a cold gust of wind blew from the ocean. "Gods, you are such a horny beast even when not in rut." He smiled and stroked his cock with a hefty amount of cum he was covered with as lube, the thickness of the dragon's seed far more pleasurable than any plant-based concoction any herbalist would ever produce. Toothless purred, his cocks stiffening after but a handful of seconds where they had softened just a little. The dragon sheathed his teeth and approached his friend, tongue lolling out and lips pursed already. "Ahhh fffuck Toothless..." Hiccup groaned as the horny beast pushed his hand away and drew his hard cock in his maw, the softness of his tongue now caressing his flesh rather than stuffing his mouth. "Give me at least a minute, I still need to... ohhhhfffuckmhh..." His words were stolen from him as Toothless started bobbing back and forth, putting every year of training, every single blowjob given after having learned how twitch and hiss from the human translated in more or less pleasure. "Mmmhh!!"

Hiccup was still sensitive from his orgasm, barely a minute had passed since the two had stopped cumming all over each other and already Toothless wanted more. The human slumped on the broad head of the dragon and held its sides as he felt that skilled tongue do everything in its power to bring him to another orgasm immediately: it slid over his flesh, teased his crown, the split ends wrapping around it as they pumped his cock as if human fingers, the wide maw drawing in his sweaty, heavy sack and massaging it with gentle sucks and kisses. The Alpha of all the dragons of Berk and beyond purred and huffed, his snout buried in the human's pubes as he snorted, sniffed, basked in the man's musk, his cock twitching within the grasp of the dragon's tongue as the taste of his own cum and the sweaty flesh made his taste buds tingle and light afire. The Chief of Berk and all its inhabitants grunted and thrust in his ride's lips, his cock sliding over the slimy tongue over and over as inhumanly fat ropes of precum spilled from his balls as the beast bathed them in his saliva, his crotch pressed so tightly against the dragon's nares he felt each breath taken and every moan Toothless made when he hilted within.

Wet plaps of slick flesh echoed in the grassy clearing as groans spread far and wide and the cloud of musk thickened with every jet of precum that Toothless spilled, the ground around the two males a veritable swamp of soft soil, cumstained grass and puddles of mixed fluids. Sweat poured from their bodies, from the heat produced by the dragon as he relished in the taste of human cock and from the effort of trying not to cum so soon and enjoy the pleasures of a dragon's maw. But years and years of shared heat and lust and so many blowjobs given in the most absurd and inappropriate places around Berk had given Toothless an edge no human could have even beyond the sheer talent and advantages that being a dragon brought. Hiccup groaned as he was forced to hilt by a strong paw pulling his crotch forth and keeping him there as Toothless inhaled his musk and brought the both of them to a simultaneous orgasm the likes of which few had ever experienced in the entire history of mankind. The Viking blew his second load of the day onto his dragon's tongue, spurt after spurt of potent spunk collected on the beast's tongue. Beneath the black mass of scales, a white storm was unfolding as the dragon's cocks fired twin volleys of raw lust without any stimulation beyond the taste of human flesh and the smell of human musk mixed with the reek of draconic cum and sweat in the air. Toothless whined and humped the air, his spires' erratic aim becoming even more chaotic as the twin arches of white cum were fired in every possible direction towards the front and sides of the black beast, ropes just as thick as before and just as long-lasting, each single pump of those hidden nuts letting loose gallons and gallons without an end.

The faint blue glow of the Alpha's power meant far more for those who were intimate with Toothless than what it meant for his enemies or for strangers: it was much of a display of strength as much as part of the courtship ritual and a far more pleasurable phenomenon that maybe only Hiccup was familiar with in the entire world outside of the Nightfuries themselves. Despite having cum for two solid minutes earlier, this orgasm had already surpassed that, two minutes thirty, three minutes, four and some. Not even ten minutes had passed since the two friends and lovers had started frotting and already the dragon's orgasm had somehow doubled in duration rather than growing less potent. Hiccup pulled himself out of Toothless' maw and placed his sack onto his friend's snout, making him sniff his taint and nads like a hunting hound might sniff its mark. The dragon's eyes twitched and his eyelids closed as he took a deep breath and shivered, his load splattering ten times as loudly on the already beyond-soaked soil as the last dozen spurts of cum came in ropes so impossibly thick they almost bounced off the ground. At the fifth minute, Toothless was left panting in a puddle of his own spunk, cocks still impossibly hard as the Viking leaned against his heaving chest and gave the twin spires a few caresses to draw out the last few pints of Nightfury seed like one might milk a cow. The air was thick and heavy, so densely packed with musk and sweat and the reek of cock and balls that even a human untrained to the wonders of dragon mating habits could tell just how aroused both males were.

"I was about to say I still have the need to rest between orgasms you big scaly baby." Hiccup sighed as he cuddled against his friend, the dragon now laying on his back, wings tucked beneath him. "I am human and not a horny dragon who apparently can just more and more for longer periods of time during rut." Toothless rolled his eyes as he warbled, mimicking his friend's words. "Just let me take a breather every once in a while."

The Viking pushed a finger against the dragon's chin to drive in the point but only succeeded in making Toothless lick it and suckle on it like he'd been doing to his cock, nearly bringing the panting human to a third erection in the span of what a normal male would need to achieve with performance enhancing herbs and with less than comparable results. Toothless grinned while he felt the stiffening shaft against his belly scales, his forelegs reaching down to spread the human's cheeks apart, collecting a few wads of precum dripping from his apparently now eternally hard cocks and slathering his paws with them. Hiccup pouted, angry at being ignored so blatantly while explaining for the millionth time his inability to be exactly like a dragon, but as one Toothless' thick digits teased his soft pucker and slide inside, curling at just the right angle to hit at his prostate, the human's cock was once again stiff as steel and drooling pre.

"You..." Hiccup had to bite his lips just to avoid moaning like a bitch as the perverted dragon started to finger him, one digit becoming two as his stretchy pucker welcomed the other intruder, its walls parting with ease after years of training from the dragon. After all, if Hiccup could train his friend to take care of his needs, the opposite had to be true and Toothless had done his best to make sure the once lanky human could take everything he had to throw at him. "MMhh fuck you, you pervy..." His words were cut short again as Toothless added a third digit that slid in along the other two with shocking ease as the Viking arched his back in instinct, allowing the dragon to toy with his ass in ways no other Viking would or could afford to. "Fffff..." He moaned as the beast withdrew all three precum-slickened claws and shoved them in his mouth, making the man taste his own lubed, trained, stretchy ass along with the potent flavour of dragon pre.

Toothless vocalized what might have been a few dirty words he'd learned from his rider and the rest of Berk while the Chief understood it was his time to be at the bottom of the rather short ladder the two formed. Hiccup closed his eyes and started licking those claws, sliding his tongue between each as he collected beads of paw sweat and grime, fat wads of cum spilled on the ground, the taste of precum and the shamelessly familiar taste of his own well-fucked ass on the dragon's pads. Back when the two had first started training each other it'd taken Hiccup days just to get one claw in and now he could take three with but a few wads of pre as lube and barely feel anything beyond raw pleasure. Toothless licked his lips in hunger as he watched his best friend lick his paws and suck the flavour off his scales, the taste of the man's cock and balls still strong on his own tongue. He loved to play with his friend, it was fun and even after years, he could still make the human squirm as if he was still a virgin. The dragon's immense cocks throbbed and continued their endless deluge of precum on both their bodies as he guided one of those spires to the man's backside, slathering it in thick goo. Seeing that Hiccup was not responding to the gentle touch of his hard flesh so engrossed in suckling on his claws as he was, Toothless warbled and flexed hidden muscles he rarely had the chance to use and whipped the human's ass with one shaft. The slap echoed above the moan that the human let slip through his lips as another, harder slap left a hint of red on those toned cheeks.

"Toothless!" Hiccup whined as his best friend spanked him with his cocks, a trick the damned beast hardly ever used but that worked incredibly well for that exact reason. The sheer degree of control that Toothless had over his own body was almost always eclipsed by the needs of the body itself and only rarely did the dragon managed to get past those. The only times it happened were when he wanted to these his rider or when something truly debauched was about to happen and there was no real way to tell which was the case till he was in the middle of it. "That was uncalled for... ah!"

Another flex, another slap, Hiccup shut up and bit his lip, reaching behind with his foot in a tested and true routine that would have shocked even a professional prostitute: without watching, without checking, without even asking, the Viking guided one of the dragon's cocks to his lightly gaping pucker. Toothless warbled and purred, loving the softness of the man's sole against his flesh as his tip surged forth and slid inside the Viking's ass. Both moaned loudly, one feeling the warmth of a trained hole welcoming his cock, the other already feeling full as a thick jet of precum flooded his guts, the impact so strong it was visible through his skin.

"Mmmh bud... you're still so big even after all these years." Hiccup huffed as the dragon pushed on his shoulders and made him sink a few inches down his cock, the other mammoth spire sliding in between them, sandwiched between skin and scale. Sure the human had grown during the years, but so had Toothless and most of the growth had gone in all the right places. "Fuck that's good." Hiccup flexed his ass and felt the outline of that mammoth cock as if it was in front of him, his gut bulged ever so slightly with every pump of pre from the dragon's endless reserves of breeding batter, pints already leaking out of the imperfect seal of his pucker and the girth of the tip of that shaft. "MMhhh..." The Viking moaned like a slut as he backed up some more and sunk a few inches again, already a solid foot of cock buried in his ass with such ease it would have made anyone gasp in shock. After all, even the mightiest of human shafts in Berk or anywhere near Berk failed to reach that size and girth and Hiccup had taken it with barely a wince of pain or discomfort. "Fuck..."

Toothless warbled in pleasure as a good third of his flesh was sheathed inside his best friend, the rest of his length throbbing outside, eager to sink inside the hole he'd made fit for himself over time, his other shaft massaged by soft skin and pinned between them. With a grunt, the dragon pushed his friend further down his spire, the human's belly bulging with the shape of his maleness as it pulsated, wiggled and rearranged his guts. His ridges started at the halfway mark so with another push, both of them heard the pop as the first massive swell sunk inside the Chief of Berk's slutty ass. Hiccup moaned when it popped in: while he he'd been thoroughly trained to take that much and more, it had been a while since his best friend had had the chance to fuck him without being worried of getting caught. Now that the dragon's cock was a little over halfway in he could let himself be as loud as he wanted. He squeezed on that ridge as Toothless pulled it back and left a painful chasm in his wake, the human's donut gaping slightly and clamping down harder on the solid sixteen inches that had already been buried in his gut.

"Mmmh fuck bud you're so big I can't ever get used to this..." Hiccup lied openly just to make Toothless grin and thrust his shaft back in, adding a second ridge and spreading his ass even wider than before. The Chief had learned how to take every inch and how to get used to keeping over three feet of dragon flesh inside him for hours and hours. "Fffffuck!!" He groaned as the horny dragon started to do the best thing a dragon could ever do to a human and began to fuck his best friend with his ridges.

In and out, in and out, pop after pop after pop, making the man's ass blossom with every bigger and thicker swell that slipped in and then rearranged his insides time and time again. Inches went in, inches were pulled out, one foot and then two, swathes of dragon cock as thick as the human's own arm and almost as long sliding in his backside with lewd, loud, slutty sounds as every ridge that was crammed in made up a pleasant cacophony of moans, grunts, squelches and the endless echo of wet plaps. Hiccup was being handled as roughly as a human could be by a horny beast, pinned in place by strong paws, stuffed full of so much pre that his belly was sloshing already and the dragon hadn't even cum. The same belly helped massage the other cock, the second half of Toothless' maleness pinned between them, kept warm by heated scales and warm skin, surrounded on all sides by a lovely pressure as it inched upward across the dragon's belly as its twin sunk deeper in the Chief's rump.

The sight the gods were gifted was one of absolute debauchery: a Viking riding a dragon in the most perverse way, the beast's cock bloating his guts, staining his skin with gooey fluids, cooling saliva smeared across his entire front, a second cock stimulating the man's shaft and balls as it throbbed between the two males and as echoes of pleasure reached the ocean and were carried far by the wind. Every dragon of Berk and beyond was aware of the relationship the two had, no bestial nose could miss the reek of a whore like the one Hiccup had, but the newcomers or more isolated beasts that the two encountered were pleasantly surprised and more than interested in striking deals sometimes just to watch what the Nightfury could do. As always a crowd of horny onlookers had formed, dozens of dragons hidden away, unwilling to disturb the Alpha but also unwilling not to ogle at the massive cock turning the human into little more than a fleshy sock for the black beast and his cocks.

Hiccup whined as his ass finally kissed Toothless' genital slit, his blown-out rump grinding at the base of one shaft as the other was pressed even more tightly against his front, his donut spread oh so wide by the Nighfury's immense girth. He was not hurt nor feeling any discomfort as the thirty nine inch behemoth was crammed so deep he could feel the tip inside his chest, his entire body's anatomy rearranged to become a perfect sleeve as he lifted himself up and let the second cock throb freely. He patted his gut from navel to his chest where the tip of Toothless' spire was lodged, his legs touching the ground to the dragon's sides, preparing himself for the next part without any of the two needing to say anything. With a smirk and a grunt, Hiccup started to rise, ridge after ridge popping out of his backside, letting his friend's flesh exposed, coated in liberal amounts of precum and oils. When he was almost halfway, the man pushed his ass back down, flesh slapping wetly against scale, making both grunt and making Hiccup almost blow his load again as his prostate was mashed by the girthy spire. With a lick of his lips, the Chief of Berk wordlessly told the dragon not to move, his hips doing all the work as he impaled himself over and over and over and over again on the Nightfury's shaft, his skin rising and falling with each movement as that shaft slid in and out of him. Hiccup grabbed the other cock and hugged it, keeping it in his arms as he used the outside of his body to jerk off that slab of dragonflesh much like his insides took care of the other one.

"Mmhh fuckfuckfuck..." Hiccup bounced on the dragon's cock, kissing, sniffing, licking and hugging the beast's lengths with far more passion than even whores ought to display at a brothel, his tongue set afire by the raw taste of cock, his nostrils gummed by wads of cum and pre and the reek of maleness, his mouth filled over and over with fluids as his ass gaped whenever he pulled up. "Mmhhhhhh...!!!" He opened his mouth wide, taking a solid foot of cock down his gullet, the shaft bending to follow the contour of the man's throat as precum gushed inside him and filled his stomach from the other end.

Toothless' eyes rolled back, pupils slitted, his claws gripping the ground so hard they gouged soil and stone alike with ease as he pushed his hips higher, denying Hiccup any purchase of the ground beneath, completely impaling the man onto his spire, ass kissing his slit like two lewd mouths and then came again. The roar echoed far and wide as a cloud of musk spread as if a volcano had erupted, the very air reeking of cum as the Nightfury started to fill the man with gallons upon gallons upon gallons of thick dragon spunk so dense it gurgled as it made its way from the beast's inner testes to the man's guts and bloated him so much that not even the immensely thick base could hold every last bit of spunk. Hiccup felt the pressure rise so quickly he had to let go of the cock stuffed down his throat as it pumped shot after shot, ropes so long they lasted dozens of seconds and pushed gallons and gallons of cum. The shaft he was sucking on slipped free and started spilling its load in the sky, the pillar of white rising six feet higher than the Viking's head before splattering down and covering both males in a thick layer of thick fluid, the other one kept on pumping the man's guts full till his guts were round and his skin was taut.

Yet more came and the dragon was nowhere near the end of his orgasm. If the previous ones were any indication, Hiccup was barely a quarter of the way through this one after two minutes spent speared on a gushing geyser of dragon seed. His mouth and nose bubbled as cum rushed from his stomach out, splattering on the dragon's belly as the other messy tip hosed everywhere around the two while the black and white beast beneath stroked himself and aimed his load everywhere he could. Gallon after gallon, shot after shot after shot, pump after pump, minute after minute, Toothless didn't stop, not for a single second, not a single rope of cum broken before the next spilled from the tip. His orgasm seemed to be perpetual, endless, permanent, buckets of cum turning into tubs' worth without any prospect of halting anytime soon. Even as the eight minute mark struck in Hiccup's mind did the Nightfury stop. Toothless' load just kept on going as the human slipped off his shaft and splashed into the massive twenty feet wide, three inch thick puddle of seed spilled around them. Hiccup was left panting, coughing up wads of cum as his own orgasm had happened somewhere in the middle of it all, forgotten, lost among the sea of white while his ass gushed buckets and emptied his far too full stomach. He'd not eat for a while so full he was. Toothless kept on cumming as his friend caught some breath, another two minutes, then the first hints of a pause between cumshots made themselves known. Still, before the dragon was done passed another few minutes and only when fifteen or so had passed did the Nightfury slump on the ground, a blissfull smile gracing his toothless maw, his twin prides not one bit softer than before. The glow of the Alpha had been lost in the roiling sea of spunk, but it had indeed bared itself again, its power refuelling the dragon's inner testes with even more cum than before as his shafts immediately resumed spilling pints and pints of cloudier pre onto the cummy landscape.

"Oh gods above." Hiccup burped and tasted cum on his breath, not that he'd taste anything but cum for days anyway if things were going to continue like this. He sat and winced as his blown-out ass tried to clamp down on something to keep the load gushing out of him back in. "That's..." The Viking burped again as the Nighfury shivered and got on his paws, shaking his body like a dog trying to dry its fur, sending wads of spunk all over as his cocks swayed left and right. "Fifteen minutes already?" Hiccup groaned, mentally retracing years of sex and rut seasons to try and bring up another occasion like this: normally Toothless had much more gradual increments during rut, but jumping from four minutes to fifteen was over triple his normal pace. Hiccup would have been worried had the mere idea of an even messier couple weeks made him cum on the spot, his balls tightening as fat spurts of comparatively weak human cum were spilled in the gallons coating his skin. Toothless heard that and smiled, puffing his chest as he strutted around the cummy landscape, paws splashing inside the massive pond of dragon virility. "Bud that's a new record." Toothless warbled and smiled. "If you keep going like this you'll be... oh by Thor's hammer, you'll be able to cum for hours before the week is even over." The black beast purred and his cocks jumped, firing ropes of spunk in a faux-orgasm as the mental image and the expectations sent him a little over the edge. Each rope was as thick as two of Hiccup's fingers, each lasting twenty seconds minimum as the next lasted a little more than the one that came before. "Fuck that's hot..." Hiccup licked his lips. He'd have to do some research. Lots of research.

Toothless craned his neck and looked down at his cocks with renewed hunger, mouth drooling as he remembered the events of last year when the two had taken the same trip for the same reason as today. The twin spires fired ropes of dense pre all over the place, thicker than the time he'd touched the grass earlier for sure, a pleasant benchmark for him to measure how much he had left before that tantalizing goal of cumming for hours on end without stopping. Toothless shivered and curled his tail between his legs and stroked his shafts, grouping them together, his thick fifth limb pumping up and down his lengths, a trick he'd learned in the years spent alone and one he'd rarely used ever since he met with the human. He turned around and looked at his friend who was now bent over a rock with his ass pointed in his direction, busy writing stuff on parchment like always, uncaring that his donut was leaking pints of thick dragon cum every other second. The Nightfury purred and his eyes slitted as instincts resurfaced in a most playful way, the rush of 'the hunt' baring itself as Toothless imagined Hiccup's ass to be a juicy prey to pounce on and claim for himself. He hid himself in the grass, cocks pinned between cummy soil and his belly as he wiggled his backside and crawled forward, nearly glued to the ground and as silent as he used to be years before.

He crouched and sniffed the air, the musk, the reek of cum he'd spilled, the sheer virility of his own seed, the taste of cock still strong in his mouth even after sating his thirst with his own spunk earlier but most of all, the wonderful, tantalizing, maddeningly arousing smell of his human. Sure dragons smelled good but not one had such a wonderful stench like a sweaty Viking and his friend was king among them: maybe it'd been the years spent together or just a quirk of nature, but Hiccup scent, musk, the stench of his arousal when his cock wasn't trapped underneath lousy fur and not tainted by the scent of his girlfriend was mouth-watering. Not just for the Nightfury, for most dragons with a working nose. Hiccup was a magnet for their kind in tantalizing ways no human could even imagine and he was Toothless' and no one else's. Only his. Astrid barely counted after all: the woman couldn't last more than half a dozen rounds with him whereas the Nighfury could fuck him and be fucked for hours and hours without either stopping even outside the wonderful period of his rut. She didn't even suck him off every morning nor did she offer her ass for him to lick and enjoy. What Hiccup found in that woman he'd never understand but maybe it was just to keep up appearances.

As he was deep in his musings, Hiccup started swaying his hips left and right, his taut rump taking Toothless out of his own line of thought with such a wonderful sight. The Nightfury started to crawl forwards once again, his nares flaring as he sniffed the air, pretending to be on the hunt and then pounced, burying is snout between the human's cheeks and sniffed: the reek of cum and sweat and human musk, they made Toothless groan and huff, but the man hadn't even noticed so busy as he was. Egged on by his unsuspecting prey, the dragon opened his mouth and licked the cleft of his friend's ass, lapping up fat wads of cum as swell as the thick deluge of spunk gushing out of him still, swallowing his own tainted load while he resumed jacking himself off with his tail. Toothless sniffed, snorted, licked, swallowed, drank and relished in the cummy landscape of the Chief's trained ass as his orgasm galloped closer and closer. His tongue slipped out and before either male knew, the Nightfury was pumping his slimy muscle in and out of the man's rump, tonguefucking his trained donut as he cleaned it up with love and passion and burning lust, his throat dancing as more cum gushed forth.

With a loud grunt, Toothless' glow returned, brighter than before as his power as Alpha grew deeper and manifested in ways that anyone else would have called wrong. The air heated up and Toothless' musk thickened as his internal testes swelled so much a potential observer might have seen the dragon's taint swell and bloat as they grew so much they weren't so hidden anymore. He let out a whine as he climbed atop the human, placing a paw on the papers scattered over the rock and then slid both his cocks inside Hiccup, guiding them with his tail before his climax arrived in full strength. Hiccup was about to complain with his friend about personal space and not ruining his notes when he felt not one but both of the dragon's squirming tips crammed inside his rump at once. He winced in a moment of pain as his pucker wasn't ready for the sudden intrusion much less being stretched oh so wonderfully wide by the Nightfury's girthy lengths. Then Toothless came and all the pain was washed away by a tide of thick, dense, potent, warm, sludge-like spunk. Hiccup's gut bloated back to its previous dimension, already as big as it had been when the horny beast had pulled out earlier and then kept on growing despite dozens and dozens of gallons being unable to stay inside him as Toothless' erratic thrusts and imperfect seal made it impossible to keep every drop in.

The papers on the rock were scattered and ruined as spunk gushed from the man's mouth and nostrils again, pints swelling up and splattering on his notes as the horny demon on his back humped, moaned and filled him so much so fast it was almost unnatural. Almost. Yet Hiccup wasn't worried not was he angry at the dragon, his only thoughts were aimed at the fullness of his ass as the twin shafts side to side speared him like a whore, of his gut as he felt it touch the rock and act as cushion for Toothless' wild thrusts, of his tongue as the taste of his own pucker was carried by the waves of cum he was savouring before they spilled over the papers, of the reek of cum and cock that brought him to a hands-free orgasm after the other. The Chief whined as he was suddenly turned around, a low-pitched moan that was immediately interrupted when he saw his friend's muzzle in front of him and then felt his tongue cram itself into his maw.

Toothless kissed the human under the sky for the billionth time since their meeting, his love for the little thing and his kindness over the years compounded thousands of times over thanks to his lust for him, the same lust that compelled the dragon to rut him as if he was a dragoness and to kiss him like a human. His tongue tasted his own cum as it travelled all the way through the Viking's bowels, from ass to mouth, escaping the dragon's inner plumbing only to return inside as Toothless drank every last drop that escaped from Hiccup's lips during their sloppy, sloppy, slutty kiss. Throats danced, tongues coiled and fought, nostrils flared as both males took deep breaths tainted with the stench of their passion for each other. Cum spilled all around them freely, Toothless' ever growing loads only adding more and more and more spunk to the pond they were in, enough to fill dozens upon dozens of fully grown dragonesses and impregnate them ten times over yet they had been spilled for the Viking and no one else. The gods above blushed at the yearly display of love that Toothless expressed for his friend and that Hiccup repaid in kind in every way a human could afford to without breaking the laws of physics. The Alpha's glow stopped as Toothless' orgasm reached the ten minute mark, yet the beast was nowhere near done cumming.

Ten minutes, fifteen, twenty... The Nighfury kept on rutting, changing positions every now and then to change the angle from which he was rearranging the Viking's guts, adding more and more inches to the amount of cock crammed inside him. By the time the twenty fifth minute rang, Toothless had managed to shove almost nineteen inches of both his mammoth cocks inside the man and was using every last one of them to piledrive Hiccup into the ground, his roars echoing even further than before as he rutted without end. Half an hour arrived sooner than expected, too soon for the dragon and his rider alike, though their bodies thanked them for the brief moment of rest as they slumped on the ground and got some breaths to recuperate the spent energies from thirty minutes of senseless, beyond animalistic breeding. Any dragoness pumped so full of Nightfury cum would have been impregnated by the end of the first minute and filled to the brim by the fifth, yet the inability of the human to swell with eggs meant that pleasure did not end with fertilization and could continue endlessly. The two had no way to tell if Nightfuries were all like Toothless, able to cum longer and harder the more he came, or if the lone beast was an odd quirk of nature that only a lone human could understand.

It was easy to figure out how Hiccup had managed to withstand the dragon's unending desire and reserves: the moment his muscles were no longer sore and cum stopped gushing from his mouth, he turned around, letting the beast stare at the result of his rutting in the form of a puffy, stretched out donut big enough to fit a grown man's arm inside with ease, and then latched his lips around one of the two cocks that were now before him. Hiccup moaned at the taste of cock burning his taste buds, the raw, masculine flavour of dragon mixing with the dense sludge of his cum and the potent flavour of his own ass mixing with the natural oils on that throbbing dragonflesh. The taste was heavenly in such a perverse mix, every single part of it mixing and Hiccup couldn't have enough of it: Toothless was by far the sexiest, most virile thing the world had ever seen, his cocks were huge even when compared to the bigger dragons, his cum was endless and warm, his smell was mind-breaking and never fully went away no matter how much he washed himself. The Chief loved to be the only one that knew his particular scent, the smell he attributed to being so close to so many dragons, that Astrid loved to have around her when they fucked, was just the result of being bathed in Nightfury cum, sweat and cock for years on end. He pulled back and switched to the other cock, letting it spill a fat rope of pre all over his face, forcing him to close his eyes and focus only on the smell and taste and feeling of those spires in his palms.

The way those spires throbbed with every lick, the way they gushed and filled his mouth with thick precum, the feeling that doing such a thing was wrong even after so many years, the wonderful stiffness of Toothless' flesh, it all came together in a wonderful symphony of pleasure. Hiccup's cock was sandwiched between them as he sucked and licked, as he rubbed his cheeks on each of the twin cocks, as he kissed them and pressed his nose against them to snort the thick musk they oozed as he stroked, hands covered in so much cum it was almost criminal, giving his friend a handjob and a blowjob at the same time so big those shafts were. Toothless grunted loudly, thrusting upwards as fat ropes of pre spilled in the air whenever the Viking's mouth wasn't there to catch them, his vision filled with the wonderful view of the man's gaping, oozing, winking hole. The dragon couldn't resist such a treat and once again his snout was buried in between Hiccup's cheeks, sniffing, licking, rubbing his stiff lips against that soft flesh as he let gallons of his own cum gush into his maw as he played with Hiccup's bloated gut. He swallowed and drank, the man sucked and swallowed, both worshipping the other in yet another way that no one would truly understand.

Toothless couldn't care one bit about holding back, not normally but especially not now and so his next orgasm arrived soon, far too soon for the man in love with the feeling of sucking his shafts who was suddenly blasted in the face with the first titanic spurt of fresh cum. Hiccup moaned as he was truly forced to swallow, the tide of dragon seed in his maw far too potent for him to hold in and savour. For a brief few moments he contemplated getting showered in it, to let his friend see him bask in the glory that was his orgasm but the dragon had other plans: a strong, cummy paw was pressed against the Viking's head and pushed, pushed, pushed. Hiccup groaned as his mouth was spread oh so wide by thick, musk, throbbing cock, more and more sliding down his gullet. Ten inches, twelve, fourteen and more, he took more cock than most whores could even handle as cum flooded his stomach from the right end this time. He could still taste the spunk on his tongue since the shaft he was being speared on once more was covered in it despite his desperate licking from earlier. The raw taste of flesh and cum sent Hiccup over the edge yet again, his balls cradled on Toothless' split tongue, licked, kissed and suckled as thinner ropes of weak cum spilled from his sizeable tool and got lost in the tsunami of seed around them.

This time Hiccup couldn't bear every last spurt nor could he manage to remain speared upon that cock for too long, as trained as he was, he still needed some air after all. But a couple minutes later, the Chief was laying on the ground, panting, gasping, his stomach so bloated with cum he looked ten months pregnant with twins, his ass ruined and gaping, his mouth filled with cum and the taste of dragon cock as the one responsible for it all lay at his side, enjoying every single minute of his latest in an ever lengthening series of orgasms. Toothless came and came and came, ten minutes, twenty, thirty, forty and then he just kept going, the man at his side barely able to take note of the passing of time the more he breathed in the mind-breaking cocktail of smells and sensations and fatigue wracked his body. Toothless eventually settled in and stopped writhing on the ground, getting up on his paws to take a stroll while his orgasm subsided, leaving behind a messy twin trail of white all over the place. Hiccup could hear the splatters of cum echoing across the island as well as the moans of pleasure as the horny beast marked the area with his scent and seed alike. Well over the one hour mark, Toothless returned, smiling, warbling to himself as if he'd been humming a song, followed by the wet splashes of his paws on the puddles of cum as his cocks bobbed just as stiff beneath him, smacking his belly scales like a lewd, perverted metronome.

"Come here buddy, I need some help sitting." Hiccup asked for help and he got what he needed in the form of Toothless' nudges and a few mistakes as cum made their bodies slippery. "Thor have mercy..." He burped, trying to shoo the fullness of his stomach and Toothless chimed in, belching loudly and pretending to have eaten a big meal. "Ha-ha..." The man rolled his eyes and patted his gut, feeling the sloshing of cum within. "You really... urp, filled me up good today." Hiccup huffed and leaned on the backrest that was his friend's belly, the twin cocks resting upon his lap like a lewd pair of puppies he stroked and teased out of habit. "If this is the first day... I dread what tomorrow will be like."

Toothless vocalized a long, lengthy, wordy speech in mockery of his best friend's tendency to over-explain stuff. As the dragon went on a fake ramble, waving his paws and pretending to put emphasis on random 'words', Hiccup lost himself in the joy that was having him for a partner: the dragon was so kind and gentle and smart, but also so immensely animalistic in his desires and needs, bestial at the best of times when the two could enjoy a quick romp hidden in a dark alley at night or in their bed whenever Astrid wasn't watching. Sometimes Hiccup felt as if in reality he was in a relationship with the dragon and not with her: he loved her and enjoyed her strength of character and her muscles and her cute little habits she pretended not to have, but Toothless, oh he brought forth a side that he couldn't show her. Could he ever really let her know just how horny he was without scaring her? Could he ever really bare his desires to shove his face against Toothless' ass and sniff without driving her away? Would she ever really understand their love for each other? Maybe Hiccup was actually in love with the beast and not her, or maybe he was just stuck in an odd, perverse love triangle where he was forced to choose between the human partner he could spent time in public with and the secret dragon lover he spent steamy nights with.

"Stop it, you big scaly goof, I get the message." He pushed Toothless' snout and chuckled, worries disappearing as he stared in the emerald pools of his eyes. "I'm definitely not eating dinner or anything for a while." He burped again and leaned back. "You go get yourself some food, I'm going to make a fire if I can find some dry wood to use." Toothless warbled and slapped his twin cocks on his chest. "Ha-ha, that's not dry wood... though it is very stiff." He gave the nearest shaft a lick and a kiss, stroking the length from the middle down to the slit, collecting fat wads of cum. The Viking licked his fingers and then presented his cummy hand to the dragon and Toothless licked them up, their eyes barely moving away from each other. "Come here..."

And once again the two kissed, most of the initial burst of energy that had made them jump in each other's embrace was gone, at least for the human since the beast was hardly any softer or any less pent up than that morning. Their tongues met in the other's maw over and over, their moans and huffs softer and more gentle as they shared saliva between their lips and huffed against each other, hands and paws locking, fingers and claws, arms and forelimbs. The tangle of black scales, pink flesh and white cum rolled around without aim, their passion bringing them all over the clearing, barely parting for a couple seconds before their lips were glued together yet again. Before either of them realized it, time began melting and minutes spent in the other's embrace turned into hours as the sun lowered and eventually fell behind the horizon after having witnessed the unending debauchery of their passion for the better half of the entire day. Even as night arrived, the two hardly spent more than a handful of seconds away from each other, rolling in the pool of cum of their own making as they frotted their cocks, kissed, humped and moaned at the night sky. But even with Toothless' endless virility and stamina, they had to rest at some point and even a Viking's strong physique couldn't bear any more passion.

The two collapsed on the ground, covered in cum, still hard, still leaking, wrapped around each other to share the heat and bask in the fluids they had spilled, the pool of spunk keeping them warm even as the air grew colder and robbed the island of most of its warmth. However, while their bodies might have not been able to handle much more, their minds still sought the other in their dreams and messy hours passed as the two imagined what else could be done the day after, wet dreams bringing them both to messy climaxes without much stimulation. Hiccup dreamt of being stuffed with cocks from both ends by hordes of horny Nightfuries, Toothless pictured himself standing atop a mountain with his best friend, both of them kissing as a procession of humans and dragons flew and walked up to them to suck their cocks and lick their sweaty rumps for days and days. As the horny black beast came in his dream, so did he in rea life, his twin lengths gushing between their bodies, his orgasm well over an hour long as years of practice helped him sink both of his shafts inside Hiccup's puffy donut in his sleep, sheathing himself within the man's silken flesh and flooding his guts over and over and over and over again.

By the time morning arrived, Hiccup was sporting a huge gut, over three feet wide as cum spilled from his lips and his sore ass and Toothless was still lightly cumming.

"MMh morning bud." The Viking pulled himself off the twin spears and grunted as a waterfall of cum spilled out of him, splattering lewdly against his friend's groin, bathing it in gallons and gallons of spent seed. Toothless warbled and rolled to the other side, curling around himself to avoid the sun's merciless wake-up call. "Come on, you big annoying beast." Hiccup rolled his eyes and squeezed his gut, bringing it to a third of its initial size in a few pushes as he fired his first load of the day simply from the pleasure of emptying his guts. Toothless sniffed and immediately picked up the scent of the man's cum even underneath the thick, heady, mind-breaking blanket of Nightfury spunk all around them. "Oh... oh... mmhh there we... oh fuck that's good bud..." Hiccup bit his lips as the horny dragon moved like the wind and immediately started to suck him off, using his slimy tongue to collect every droplet of seed spilled. "Mhh..."

Hiccup bucked his hips and started thrusting, slamming his crotch against the dragon's muzzle over and over, forcing the beast to sniff his sweaty skin and lick his balls as he howled at the sky and came immediately a second time before his first load was even over, flooding his friend's wide maw with fat ropes of cum. Toothless refused to swallow a single droplet of the human's seed, letting it collect in his maw till the man's cock was making it froth like waves upon the shores of the island, the taste of a sweaty cock and a fresh load almost sending him to his own orgasm right then and there. Hiccup thrust and moaned, eyes crossing as he fired more cum than he'd remember ever having spilled in an hour of reckless passion. Only once he was done and Toothless pulled back with his mouth open did he realize he'd spilled far more than normal even for a virile man like himself: the dragon's tongue was almost disappeared underneath a thick puddle of spunk, pillars of white connecting the roof to the toothless gums beneath as the beast savoured it like a human might savour a fine ale before swallowing lewdly and loudly.

"Whore." Hiccup chuckled and patted his friend's snout as the horny beast dove for his groin again, licking his balls and murring in surprise as the twin plums felt far bigger and heavier than the day before, far tastier and sweatier as well. Toothless was pleasantly surprised but his arousal got the best of him and within the span of a few sniffs to the man's musky crotch, he was back to sucking him. "MMh bud, I gotta take a few, I need to empty my bladder." Hiccup pulled back his body protested and demanded relief yet Toothless refused to part and trapped the man where he stood. "Bud, that's kinda early for that sort of stuff, you know? Normally we leave it for day three or four at the least..." Hiccup protested but no matter how much he wanted to go and take a piss in peace, Toothless wasn't having any of it and even stopped sucking to allow the man the time needed to relieve himself right then and there. "Ah fuck it, we're breaking every record in the book this time around, might as well have fun..."

Toothless silently purred and rejoiced as he felt his best friend's cock stop spurting pre onto his tongue and twitch a few times before the familiar taste of piss flooded his maw. Hiccup sighed in relief as his far too full bladder pumped its acrid, salty load into the Nightfury's maw, a thick stream of waste sloshing within the Alpha's mouth.

"Whore..." He chuckled as he flexed his cock and pissed even harder, actively trying to fill his friend's mouth as the horny beast whined and used his tail to masturbate all the while. "My scaly horny whore..." Hiccup's piss lasted a good minute so full he'd been at the start of it, forcing Toothless to swallow a couple times just to accommodate the sheer amount he'd spilled forth. Once again, when the Viking was done, the dragon opened his maw to let him see the state he was in before swallowing, gulping and licking his lips with mounting hunger. "Now come, I know you gotta go as well." Hiccup gave the Nightfury a light kiss, tasting his cum and piss on that broad tongue and stiff lips, entirely unfazed by the perversion and lewdness of their act, finding the kiss somewhat more pleasurable than normal even.

He got on his knees and crawled underneath the scaled beast, giving light kisses to his belly scales till he was in front of the twin cannons that were still hosing the ground with thick pre every single second. The smell of cock and cum was mind-breaking, so dense a lesser Viking might have been knocked out by it, yet Hiccup was only made more aroused. He grabbed the leftmost spire and kissed it, licked it, sniffed it, rubbed its sweaty, cummy, unwashed flesh all over his face as the oils seeped into his pores and the stench of seed and sweat and ass barreled down his lungs with the force of a storm. The man grunted and moved to the other cock, worshipping its messiness, its size, smell, taste and thickness with far more passion than he worshipped his girlfriend's bosom or pussy, drinking in the sheer magnificence of the Nightfury's prides. Toothless purred and looked below, craning his neck to stare at the slutty Viking with mounting arousal as his cocks were kissed, licked, sniffed, caressed, stroked and suckled upon. With a similar sigh as the one that Hiccup had made, Toothless relaxed his muscles and let his tongue lol out as two streams of acrid piss blasted out of his shafts, splattering on the cummy grass with great force, breaking the entranced human out of his reverie and thrusting him into another one immediately after.

Hiccup whined much like the dragon had whined before, needily latching onto one of the dragon's spires and letting it fill his mouth with golden waste, swallowing and gulping over and over as his mouth was far smaller than the beast's and the load it had to take was dozens of times more powerful, potent and abundant than his own. After several gulps that added a light paunch to his gut, Hiccup stopped swallowing and let the flow of piss wash over him, showering and cleaning himself with the dragon's morning leak: his hair stuck to his scalp, his skin glistened as the sun shone upon it, his eyes forced to stay closed as his front was blasted over and over and over again in gold, rivers running down his body, collecting underneath him as the stench of dragon virility grew stronger and stronger. Toothless whined and bunched his shafts together once more, hosing the man even more than before as both tips unloaded gallons upon gallons of piss without an end in sight. Minutes passed and eventually Hiccup simply decided to kneel there, waiting for his golden shower to be over as he swallowed the odd mouthful every now and then. Only once the beast above him was done did he open his eyes and crawled forward, immediately starting to clean those immense spires.

Toothless purred as his slick cocks were tended to like they ought to be, the man's tongue dancing upon every single square inch of his flesh, scraping wads of cum, drops of sweat, oils and piss alike, the man beneath him covered in so much piss a whore might have felt ashamed in his place. Yet the Viking didn't care he was in such a state or that his stomach was sloshing with golden waste and day-old cum, the only thing that mattered to the man now was to clean the beast's cocks and make them shine, swallowing every single mouthful of fluids he collected, sniffing their flesh as he was brought to a hands free orgasm from servicing the dragon without even touching himself. Hiccup painted the grass in white after the piss had washed it clean, so to speak, his fat cockhead swelling as his sizeable human cock blasted rope after rope, the third orgasm of the morning spilled in less than ten minutes yet the amount pumped by the man's heavy sack was hardly any smaller or less potent. Had any of the two been in the right state of mind to examine it, they'd have noticed that Hiccup's load was growing thicker and lasted longer than the first two, each rope flying inches and inches, surpassing the mightiest spurts from the most virile of Chieftains. By the time Hiccup had cleaned every last inch of musky dragonflesh, he was panting and his cock had hardly been any harder or his balls any fuller, yet, like the dragon, neither noticed a single thing.

"Fuck that was... hot." Hiccup panted as he stood up, piss dripping down his front as Toothless licked him, purring and tasting his own golden waste upon the man's skin. "Definitely a good way to start the day, eh bud? Nothing quite like a golden shower for breakfast." He chuckled while his friend sniffed and licked his cock and balls clean, leaving most of the rest as dirty as before. "But jokes aside I gotta clean myself a little, metal doesn't agree with piss like I do." Toothless warbled and protested. "Ah come on you dirty beast, I ain't gonna wash myself completely, just my prosthetic leg and then we can continue having fun, ok?" The dragon paused and ogled the Viking, pondering as he stared at the man's juicier cock and heavier sack. "What?" Hiccup was, for once, clueless, unsure what his best friend could be thinking about. After a bit Toothless turned around and lifted his tail, baring his puffy donut at the man, the glistening rim winking like a mare's cunt. "Oh, really?" Toothless nodded and purred, shaking his lips left and right as his donut almost made the Chief forget about his plans to wash. "Bud, come on, give me ten minutes and then I'm done. Please, this thing is hard to forge and even harder to replace so far from home. Would you like me to call out vacation early because you couldn't wait to get your ass stuffed?" Hiccup crossed his arms as the horny dragon rolled his eyes and warbled, agreeing with him at last. "Thanks bud."

Hiccup walked over to the closest pool that he could find that was not made of mostly cum and, under the watchful eye of his best friend, he simply removed his prosthetic leg and started cleaning that one, making sure not to get any other part of his body into the water to remove the layers and layers of cum still glued to his skin. Satisfied with the deal that had been struck, Toothless purred and curled around himself, his neck craned forwards as he opened his maw and let his cocks slip in. The taste of his own sweaty, cum-covered flesh made the dragon groan in pleasure, the slickness and the warmth it oozed adding to the lovely texture of his ridges as he pushed his mouth deeper down the twin lengths until he was deepthroating himself with shocking ease, surpassing even Hiccup's inhuman talent. After years spent alone, the Nightfury had mastered the art of bringing himself pleasure and stuffing his own face with his cocks was something he still enjoyed doing, mostly to tease the Viking or to prepare himself before fucking said Viking or whenever he was bored and had no one around to cram either of his lengths inside of while waiting for his Viking to come home. Toothless whined and thrust in his own gullet as he savoured the salty, briny, dense taste of cum, piss, ass, cock and slitfluids coating his flesh from tip to root.

Hiccup washed his fake leg as fast as he could muster, one hand absentmindedly stroking his own rod while watching the perverted dragon gag on his prides loudly, lewdly, with no hint of shame or care. Toothless was a creature of lust as much as he was a majestic and noble one: he'd strut around with his cocks out, drooling all over the place, the bed, the house, he'd masturbate whenever and wherever he wanted, he'd suck himself off in places where he knew the Viking would notice the smell of his cum or where only he could see the hint of those meaty spires slide in and out of that wide, hungry, slutty maw. Sometimes Hiccup would come home and find the annoyingly horny beast in his bed humping the furs of his bed, begging for a skilled hand and mouth to tend to his needs when both knew that he could do it more than well all by himself. Yet Hiccup fell for that trap every time, enticed by the juicy cocks, their smell, taste and nigh-endless output even when rut was far far away. Yet today he felt a different sort of urge blossom, he'd had his fill of cum and cock for the day, his stomach was full and sloshing with Nightfury loads, his ass still oozing, his breath heavy with the thick, dense smell of spunk and morning piss alike. Normally he'd join Toothless, taking one cock for himself, sharing his orgasm, but now, watching his best friend start to hose his own gullet with dense, minute-long ropes of the thickest cum he'd seen in years, Hiccup could only stare at the beast's taint as it twitched, bloated and hummed, the dragon's donut winking as his muscles contracted to pump out more and more and more and more cum out of his internal testes.

The Chief licked his lips and stroked his throbbing cock one last time, using the cum on his skin as lube, masking the reddish colouration it had taken, masking the thicker and longer shape, too focused on his mark to stop and examine his slowly changing length or body. The cum he was covered with hid blackening strips of skin and a changing musk far more potent than what any human had the right to produce. Toothless noticed yet he didn't stop swallowing his loads nor did he stop sucking himself or stuffing his muzzle to the bottom of his lengths, merely spreading his hindlegs and baring more of his glisteningly wet pucker to the human. Hiccup groaned, tempted to simply cram his length down that soft, tight yet pliable hole, oh so tempted. He waited and instead shoved his face against it, letting the beads of sweat slicken his skin even more. The Chief pressed his nose right in the middle and took a whiff, snorting the thick, heady ass musk of the Alpha of all dragons with far more desperation than a man taking the first breath emerging after diving underwater. He groaned and howled as that wonderful stench made his eyelids flutter and his cock throb even harder, his tongue slipping out by instinct and licking the soft rim. Toothless whined and loudly begged, his cocks slipping out of his mouth and hosing the ground as he forgot about anything besides the tongue slathering his puffy donut and probing his insides. He'd learned how to curl enough to do it himself but nothing equalled the small, nimble tongue of his best friend nor the calloused hands that squeezed his flesh at the same time. Hiccup sniffed, snorted, licked, kissed, making out with the dragon's ass with the same passion as if he were kissing his soon-to-be-wife, the silken flesh hidden behind the soft rim tugging at his tongue whenever he slipped past it.

"Back up bud." Hiccup stood up, chin dripping with sweat as he stroked his cock, Toothless immediately lifting his ass with his tail to better allow the Viking to stuff him. Both bit their lips and moaned when the thick head of the humans' cock slipped inside that warm cavern, slickened with cum, welcomed by a trained hole and by slutty moans. "Best ass in the world right here, wish Astrid was open to training herself like you and I do..." He groaned and pressed his cockhead against the opening of Toothless' rim and made it sink in. The dragon whined and came a little harder, his cocks throbbing and growing thicker all around as more cum flooded into the area as Hiccup's length slipped deeper and deeper inside. "Fffuck that's a warm ass... by Brokkr's forge you're like a damn oven in here..." Hiccup huffed and started pulling back, resisting the urge to simply sheathe his cock in his best friend's hot rump and stay there for hours, resisting the tug of the dragon's insides as the damned beast tried to keep him in place.

With a grunt, the Chief of Berk started gently rutting the Alpha, his full and heavy sack plapping agains the soaked undertail of the beast, his cockhead hitting the hidden spots that no one but himself had ever found. He held the dragon's hindlegs for support, mashing his hips against the slit above the puffy rim over and over and over again as he picked up the pace. Faster, faster and faster, harder, deeper, more roughly till the two were panting like beasts, moans echoing as Hiccup displayed inhuman strength as he piledrived his thickening cock down the beast's ass with the force of a storm, forcing Toothless to brace himself on the cummy soil to avoid being pushed around by those beastly thrusts. Hiccup's sack bloated as hormones raged in his body, his cock fattening and growing longer, reaching spots he'd never been able to hit beforehand, his entire body slowly changing as the fires of rut fuelled by the oceans of cum sloshing inside his guts. As tiny scales dotted his apple-sized nuts, as his taint grew thicker, as his cock grew ridges all over, as his muscles grew stronger and his metallic leg creaked under the strain of supporting his passion, the Chief reached his orgasm. A flood comparable to the dragon's normal output gushed within the Nightfury's bowels, the tip of the human's cock hitting a pleasure spot so hidden within those warm guts that it had never been hit before.

Like when Valka had hit that wonderful spot on Toothless' back that helped them unlock a hidden skill, so did Hiccup's cock when it hit that special button deep in the dragon's ass. Toothless groaned and thrashed, his cocks bloating bigger and thicker as a veritable geyser erupted from each one, hosing swathes of ground and trees behind him indiscriminately as his slit started to overflow with fluids and tighten. The Chief did not stop, feeling something move inside the dragon, massaging his cock from all sides as those powerful muscles nearly immobilized him as they milked his flesh for all he was worth. Toothless' seed had seemingly flooded the human's body with hormones and triggered the change that was now fuelling the dragon's own: his slit bubbled and gushed, thick fluids spilling forth as something emerged and made the Nightfury cum even harder. With a lewd, loud, wet sound, a bloated scaly sack as black as midnight slipped past the straining lips of Toothless' slit, bringing forth a cloud of musk so potent that both males felt as if they were back at their first times exploring each other, cumming at the mere sniff of the other's musky, sweaty crotches. Hiccup howled as his sack tightened and brutally flooded his best friend's ass even more as another sack plopped out, a quartet of immense, steaming, cantaloupe-sized nuts twitching and churning so loudly they felt like a horde of dragons roaring at the sky. He bent forwards with inhuman flexibility and grabbed those four orbs in his palms, still rutting, still thrusting, planted his face right in the middle and snorted. The smell was so strong, the taste so potent, the heat, the musk, the sheer perversion of it all so far above anything the two had ever experienced in many years of debauchery together that first he passed out then Toothless followed, cumming their brains out as their bodies continued their relentless pursue of pleasure.

"Mmmh what..." Hiccup woke up hours later, still buried inside Toothless' ass his face resting upon the beast's belly as cum sloshed inside. Toothless warbled, clearly having been up for far longer, giving the drowsy human a kiss that woke the man up instantly. "Ohhh fuck that was... Thor have mercy, I don't even know what happened." The Chief groaned and pulled back, feeling his cock throb as his flesh scraped against the silken walls of his friend's rump, followed by a small geyser of white spunk when his cockhead finally slipped out. "What in..." The man stood up, muscles sore all over as his mutated cock stood proud and mighty before the two at long last: nineteen immense inches, nineteen inhumanly thick, long and stiff inches adorned with ridges wrapped in a snug reddish flesh much like the dragon's own. "Oh fuck that's not normal..." He gulped as the heft made him realize it was actually real before the pleasure of his palm seared that notion in his brain. "Feels good though... very, very good." Hiccup barely realized that the Nightfury had wiggled his way underneath him and was now sniffing at his scaly pouch, the fat, ripe apple-sized sack draped over that scaly snout as he sniffed and his nares flared over and over again. "No wonder I'm so pent up, these are huge... Gods above! S-s-so heavy too!" He cupped one nut only to find it far heavier than expected and not just because of the thick scales dotting it all over. But before he could lose himself in his changes, Toothless turned the man around and made him aware of his own. "Oh." Hiccup's face landed an inch away from the dragon's quartet of far fatter, heavier, bigger, muskier nuts, each pair in its own scaly sack, each throbbing and pulsating as if alive. "Oh..." He closed his eyes and groaned, pressing his nose against the cleft of the foremost pair, taking a deep whiff that made his entire body shudder. "By Thor... Toothless, bud, you're even sexier than before." He gave each nut a kiss and a lick, tasting their sweaty scales as he felt the oceans of cum brewing below the surface, entranced by the sight before him like the day he'd seen the dragon's cocks for the first time. "Guess we now know why you cum so much..."

"Do we now?" As a familiar voice popped from behind them, the two males stuck in a perverse interspecies 69 froze in fear, their noses picking up the scent of a female and of a Deadly Nadder, both very angry and both very much incredibly close to them. "Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, you got some explaining to do and you better do it quick."