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Storin lay on his bed reading, something the drake did rather often. His room was decorated with all the things you'd expect a young drake to have in his room: books on all sorts, shelves for the things he likes, his bed up against one side of the room. Storin was not the type of drake to stand out much in a crowd, his fondness for reading about the only thing that set him apart from many of the other drakes in his class at school. He went to a co-ed school, one that tried to encourage humans and dragons to learn about each other and embrace their differences. It was a new scheme by the government and had only been introduced to a few select schools recently. Being a young drake, Storin was larger than a fully grown male human, by about two feet if he sat on his hind legs, but was by no means fully grown. Storin's royal blue-furred tail lay behind him and occasionally stirred a bit absentmindedly as he read, a white ridge of fur running down to its tip which ended with a spade of soft white fur. A knock on the door sounded, rousing the young drake from his reading.

“Your mum said I should knock before entering!" A voice said from behind the door, a note of nervousness evident in the way the voice talked.

“Oh, um," Storin flopped off the bed and carried his book over to a shelf nearby before putting it there and trotting over to the door with a quick preen at his wings' white downy feathers. “Come in," he says as he opens the door, sitting on his hind legs and pulling the wooden frame towards his white-furred chest. “I don't really know why my mother told you that, sorry." Storin started rambling as he saw a human walk in. The human had short-ish brown hair, frizzy but still somehow neat.

“It's uh, it's fine. I understand, you're a young drake," the human told Storin as he nervously walked into the room, the end part coming more as a question than a normal sentence. “It's natural that you would make people knock before they enter your room." Storin didn't know what the human was talking about but shrugged it off.

“Is it okay if I just set up my things on this?" The human asked pointing to Storin's bed, really just a large floor cushion; dragons didn't use human beds saying that the rigid structure played havoc for their wings and tails so instead settled with just having large cushions to sleep on.

“Yeah, sure." The human put his backpack on the bed while Storin made his way over nearer the human, keeping the 3 ft that was considered polite when a dragon and a human were in the same room. The human, hearing the drake moving closer, turned slightly too quickly to be anything other than a slight fear of the large furred reptile approaching him.

“So um…I'm Storin." The drake said awkwardly as he sat back on his hind legs trying to set the human at ease by stopping moving and displaying his soft underbelly, having seen that he was a little scared of him.

“Mathew, nice to meet you." The human looked the drake up and down then, satisfied that the dragon wouldn't move anymore, turned away from Storin and finished unpacking his stuff. They had been set a piece of homework, at least the humans had. Each human in Storin's class had been tasked with researching dragons, the dragons had been tasked with helping out in this regard.

“So Mathew, um…what would you like to know? I mean, are you ready? Um, no that's not right, what would you like me to do?" Storin rambled before Mathew turned around and stopped him.

“Storin," the human posed it as a question to see if he got the name right, a quick nod from the drake answered his question. “I'll just ask a bunch of questions and you'll answer them. Morgu said I also need to sketch some of your anatomy, so that'll go well as I can't even draw a stick man, we'll get onto that later though." The human put pen to paper and started writing. “How do you spell your name?"

“S-t-o-r-i-n."

“And how old are you?" Mathew asked after writing down Storin's name in his notepad, adding under his breath, “god this makes me feel like a doctor or something…"

“Oh god, as long as you don't need to take my temperature." The drake curled his tail around himself defensively, confusing the human with his comment.

“What?" At this, Mathew stopped writing and looked at Storin with a puzzled face.

“Oh um, never mind, it's nothing." Storin turned his head away from the human covering some of it with the end of his tail.

“You've got to tell me. Anything that can make a big creature like you shy must be pretty interesting!" Mathew pleaded to the young drake feeling a little more comfortable with him. After a little more coaxing Storin finally broke.

“Promise you won't tell anyone?"

“Promise." Mathew agrees.

“Fine, so when us dragons go to the doctors it's not like when you go to the doctors. They do all the same things as they would with humans, but they don't take our temperatures like they do with humans." Storin begins gnawing at the tip of his tail, embarrassed at what he is about to tell the human.

“Oh no." Mathew comments.

“They use a thermometer, big, very big. You humans get to have the thermometer stuck in your mouth and that's it but for whatever reason, that's not what happens for dragons." Storin stops and gnaws on his tail a little more to calm his nerves. “When the doctor needs to check a dragon's temperature they, don't tell anyone please," the human has to chuckle at how embarrassed the dragon in front of him is getting. “The doctor makes us lift our tails out of the way and sticks it up our tailhole."

“Oh, that can't feel nice." Is all Mathew has to say, a grimace on his face as he imagines that happening to him.

“It's not the most comfortable feeling in the world. Why am I telling you this?" The drake asks shyly as he realises that they've gone off-topic. “We should really get back to the homework."

“True. Um, how old are you? In human years."

“19, so still not an adult but I'm not a hatchling either." Storin releases his grasp on his tail and tells the human who dutifully writes his answer down. They go through several more questions like this and the dragon tries to answer as best he can, this was for research after all.

“So now I um, need to sketch some of your anatomy. Before we start is there anywhere I shouldn't look?" Mathew asked Storin weakly, his cheeks reddening.

“What?"

“Well, you know…private areas that I shouldn't look at…" Mathew trails off.

“Oh!" The drake says as he realises what the human means. “No, not really…" He says with a slight blush under his fur. “Dragons don't really wear clothes and we have fur to cover all of that so nudity isn't like it is for you." Storin tells Mathew quickly.

“Oh, okay then. If you could stand up then that would be great." Storin gets up off his haunches and stands there on all four of his legs with his blue and white wings tucked at his sides. The human gets off the bed and looks over Storin before starting to draw something. “Just stand still while I try to draw." Mathew scribbles onto his notepad as he attempts to draw a basic picture of Storin. Mathew finishes drawing after satisfying himself that his drawing is good enough, and asks for Storin to spread a wing so he can draw that. Storin unfurls his right wing revealing it to the human, the long blue primary feathers lend a sleekness to the wings and Storin's white secondary feathers contrast nicely against the rich blue. Mathew stops and looks at the wings for a long moment.

“You alright?" Storin asked as the moment stretched on.

“Yeah, just… you have feathers and fur?" The human says as he gets back to drawing.

“Yeah, I'm a furred dragon so I get the pleasure of needing to preen feathers and dry fur. It's a nightmare drying myself after a shower." The young dragon says jokily as he watches Mathew draw.

“You're a nice shade of blue, sorry if that sounded weird."

“It's fine, thanks. You have nice… hair."

“Um… you can put your wing down now" Mathew starts awkwardly once he's finished drawing Storin's wing. “I'm, uh….. rubbish with drawing things so could I um…I need to crawl under you to do my last drawing so um…is that okay?"

“Oh, I guess so." Storin says. Mathew slowly gets onto the floor and crawls under the drake till his body is below the white of Storin's underside. Mathew's drawing can be heard from underneath Storin who just stands still and waits.

“Hey, Storin? Are you a girl?"

“Hey?" Storin asks, confused at Mathew's query.

“Sorry if this is a bit pervish of me but I can't help but notice that there's nothing between your legs except a slit." The young drake is a little shocked at the question, a tad embarrassed as well, but tries to answer it as well as he can.

“That's my uh, genital slit…"

“What?" Mathew asks at this, “So, you're a girl…?"

“N-no, my 'thing' is inside that," Storin explains to the human below him. “Is it not like that for humans?" Mathew considers what Storin might be referring to before he blushes and catches on.

“Um, no, ours is out for the world to see, so to speak." Mathew's cheeks redden even more as he blushes at what he's just told Storin.

“Is that why you humans wear clothes?" Despite himself, Storin was getting interested in the topic; Storin wasn't completely oblivious to human culture but asking a human a question and having them tell you the answer was different than reading the answer in a book. Storin's eagerness to get an answer from the human slowly started to spread to Mathew and he felt as though he should help the drake to understand humans better. After all, 'this is our homework' Mathew reasoned to himself.

“Yeah, it's because it's impolite to walk around with our privates on show, also because we get cold sometimes." Mathew explains. “So um…could I see it? Your 'thing', I mean" Storin's eyes open a little wider at this request, “God, there I go again sounding like a perv. Just ignore me" Mathew quickly apologises. “It's just that I'm curious and… none of this stuff is in the books I've read on dragons so this is all new to me…"

“Is this part of the homework?" Storin asked, he knew the answer was no but he didn't want to make it seem like he'd just show his penis to anyone.

“Yes." Mathew lied almost instantly, Storin couldn't help but give a half smile at the human's eagerness to see his genitals, a smile that the human thankfully couldn't see.

“I guess if it's part of the homework, and as long as you don't tell anyone, then I can show you." Storin told the human below him, Mathew's eyes lit up at Storin saying that he'll show him what he wanted and Mathew was thankful Storin couldn't see his eagerness. Mathew wasn't the most innocent when it came to sex, he'd never had it but he had perused just about every way to do it. He was well versed in all sorts of debaucherous activities but his one true curiosity remained the male dragon. Since he was 16, Mathew had been immensely curious about just what a male dragon was packing, he'd tried the internet but all that showed him were amazingly large organs that were most likely made up. He wanted to see the real thing and now Storin was going to show him.

“You're going to need to move then, or I can't make it come out." Storin told Mathew meekly.

“Could I… could I help?" Mathew's question was almost drowned out by the shuffling of his clothes as he crawled out from under the drake. Storin couldn't quite believe what the human was asking, they had only just gotten to know each other outside of classes after all and here Mathew was asking if he could help the drake get himself hard.

“Um… I guess you could…" Storin said considering the human's offer. On one paw this was an inappropriate act between two males of different species and if they were ever found out both the boys' lives would be tainted, but on the other paw being a quadruped made it a little difficult to excite oneself so the helping hand would make it easier. Storin sat down on his haunches exposing his white belly to the human as he thought of how to go about this.

“So… what would you like me to do…?" Mathew asked, his eyes glued between the young drake's legs. There wasn't much to see, a slit and nothing much else, but nevertheless, Mathew just couldn't look away.

“I could lie on my back on my bed and you can get a closer look, if you want…" Storin suggested meekly, Mathew's eyes lit up and before Storin had even finished the sentence he was off the bed and waiting. Hesitantly, the young drake moved to his bed and sat in it before laying back with his tail draped over the edge.

“You need to spread your legs if you want my help." Mathew said as he tapped one of Storin's back legs, feeling the lush fur of the drake in the process.

“Right, sorry, just can't believe we're doing this." The young drake spread his back legs, exposing his slit to the human whose eyes fixed on it.

“So um… is it coming out or…"

“Could you… could you um…rub around it, to help." The young drake murmured to the human meekly without looking at him in the eye. Without delay, the human began tenderly massaging around the drake's slit in awe at the softness of the short white fur surrounding it and the heat emanating from between the drake's legs.

“It's like a kitten's belly…" the human whispered as he stroked around the slit.

The drake let out a few eager breaths as his red member began to emerge from its resting place inside him. “Like that, eh?" The human asked as he continued his ministrations.

“Your…. Your fingers are…. New…." Storin huffed as the human's fingers teased and probed around his slit.

The drake's eyes go wide as he feels a finger penetrating his moistening slit, it rubs against the semi-erect tool protruding out from between his legs and he can't help but let out a groan of pleasure as it pushes its way past the lips of his most intimate area and delves into his warm, moist vent. More of Storin's member spills out as Mathew continues his actions, by this point Storin is well over being embarrassed about the human seeing his private area and is instead focusing on the pleasure the human is giving him.

“You seem to really be enjoying this, I must be doing something right." Mathew comments to Storin's back legs moving about and his toes curling with each push of his finger into the male's slit. “So you don't have balls?"

“B-balls?" Storin huffs, his tail lashing about in pleasure.

“Testes?" Mathew tries to clarify for the drake as he excites him.

“Oh, they're internal…. Inside me…." Storin responds, panting. Soon all but the base of Storin's length is free and jutting out from his slit, the red in stark contrast with the white underbelly around it.

“Man you're big!" The human states as he sees 1 and a half feet of hard dragon meat in front of him. Storin feels pride at Mathew's comment about his maleness, that is until the human stops kneading at his slit.

Storin, beside himself, just couldn't deal with being left like this.

“P-please could you… I need this it's…." The young drake pleaded and wiggled about slightly so that the human could have access to his member more easily. It was Mathew's turn to be surprised, the desperate need in the drake's voice belying his shy and unassuming demeanour. Mathew couldn't help but be slightly aroused by the strong drake laying on his black pleading for him to jack him off, and his mind couldn't really form a coherent line of reason why he shouldn't at least aid the drake in his release at that current moment.

“If that's what you want, you sure it's fine though?" As a response, the drake whimpered and looked the human in the eyes pleadingly. Hesitantly, the human reached both hands towards the large, pulsing member in front of him. A warm-ish, spicy smell emanated from between the drake's legs and invaded the human's nose, clouding his judgment even more than it already was by his lust. The fingers on Mathew's left hand tried to wrap around the middle of Storin's dragonhood but the girth of it was too large so his fingers failed to close around it properly. As soon as his fingers touched the surface of Storin's member it jolted as the sensation made the young drake's muscles tense up. Mathew's right hand tried to wrap around the base of Storin's cock; both of the human's hands were coated in the slick fluids of the drake's natural lubricant. A bead of pre-cum welled up at the tip of Storin's member and dribbled its way down it over the human's hands, adding to their moistness. Storin's breathing changed to short breaths as the human began to slowly slide up and down the lengthy tool under his hands. He didn't really know what he was doing but that usually worked for him and it seemed to be working for the drake as well so he continued with that. The human felt over Storin's length from tapered tip to base and he could feel the spire pulse with need beneath his fingers. With each passing second more and more of Storin's slick pre-cum dribbled out of his urethra, lubricating Mathew's hands and his member making the human glide all the easier over it.

At this point Storin was lost in his pleasure and only let out moans and gasps as the human pleasured him. The last of the young dragon's member emerged from his slit, a large bulge, and the human moved his right hand down to it. As soon as his hand touched it Storin's entire body tensed up and he let out a growl of pleasure, surprising Mathew who unconsciously squeezed down on it again briefly. This drove the young drake wild and the human saw this. Mathew squeezed the rapidly growing bulge and Storin let out a moan of pleasure as a jet of pre-cum shot from his penis and he thrust into Mathew's hands. The human stroked all over the young dragon's shaft and groped the bulge as Storin, aware that the human probably wouldn't be able to handle it, tried to hump into the hands as gently as possible which amounted to the human having to put in a considerable effort not to be knocked off his feet each time the drake humped. The human's arms were getting tired but his lustful curiosity made him continue and it took about another minute before Storin's tail went straight as his muscles tensed up and his wings spread to take up as much space as possible. His member stiffened and the bulge grew considerably as Storin groaned and started shooting jet after jet of thick draconic cum. Mathew felt Storin's penis pulse as each surge of the dragon's semen travelled from his balls inside him, through to the tip of his dragonhood and out his urethra, shooting in arks through the air.

“Mate, it's going everywhere!" Mathew half shouted to Storin as the drake tensed and growled with each pulse of his penis, afraid of making too much noise and having the both of them found out, him jacking off Storin and Storin making a mess of his room by covering it in his seed. Without saying a word Storin leaned forward and wrapped his muzzle around his own member, taking all but the bulge at the base inside it, shocking the human as he began swallowing down his semen. The drake's throat bulged with the hot, off-white fluid as he swallowed load after load of the stuff down into his belly; Mathew could only watch as the dragon gulped down his own semen and he squeezed down around the bulge. Eventually, the dragon's climax ended and his cock stopped pumping out his thick cum into his waiting mouth and down into the back of his throat. Storin removed his muzzle from around his member as it began to soften, his fluids matting down the fur around his muzzle.

“S-sorry about that…. I got lost in the moment." The young drake apologised sheepishly.

“Wow man. Been a while?" Mathew asked, the seer volume of virile dragon cum that Storin had produced blowing the human's mind.

“No, I 'released' yesterday." Storin admitted shyly to the human as he furled his wings back against his sides.

“Yesterday! And that's how much you came! You dragons are something else, that was a lot of cum." Mathew smacked a hand over his mouth as he realised what he'd just said, covering his mouth in the drake's juices. Realising his blunder, the human's eyes widened as a small fraction of the slick liquid entered his mouth, not a lot but enough for the human to taste it. It made the human shiver slightly as the slightly spicy taste of Storin's pre-cum danced on his tongue, its musky tones not lost on him. The human quickly removed his hand from his mouth and tried to wipe away the fluids on his sleeve, Storin showed a guilty smile at Mathew's mistake.

“Sorry." The drake apologised as Mathew got the last of it off.

“It's my fault really," the human went back over to his notepad, “So um… what now?"

“I'll clean up this mess," Storin answered licking his muzzle clean of anything coating it because of his recent activities. “I don't remember Morgu saying that you need to do anything else so… I guess I'll see you at school…?" Storin moved off his bed, his dragonhood having returned to its warm resting place between his legs, and began moving around the room licking up any of his cum that had landed anywhere. Mathew gave a bemused look to Storin as he packed away his stuff into his backpack.

“What?" Storin asked as he saw this, pausing his licking of a bit of his semen off the floor near his shelves.

“It's just weird seeing that that's all." Mathew picked up his bag and walked to the door.

“Being a quadruped, it's a little difficult to clean up using rags and stuff. Besides, it tastes good."

“I'll take your word for it." The human just chuckled as he opened the door out of Storin's room and out to the rest of the house. “See you tomorrow, Storin." With that, the human walked out of the room and shut the door.

Storin returns to licking up any stray semen around his room, his mind telling him he went over the line by letting Mathew pleasure him, but he reasons that it didn't hurt anyone and Mathew now knows more about dragons so everyone wins. It takes about a minute before Storin is satisfied that his room is clean of any evidence of his and Mathew's 'studying' and he returns to laying on his bed with a book, his lust sated and his belly satisfyingly full.