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Light flooded the room as the door was slammed open by the mighty hand of Stoick. The fire that Hiccup lit that morning had died and was now just smoldering embers left under the ash. There were two pots dangling over the fire place in the center of the room. Right behind the fire place was Hiccup's wooden bed with only a small pillow and a blanket. To the left were stairs that led to the second floor where Stoick slept. Large, wooden columns were placed in a square in the middle of the room with metal coverings around the bottom to support them. The only other light source was from the sun shining in through the holes of the cloth shades.

As the three stepped into the darkened room, Stoick ordered Hiccup to open up the shades and stoke the fire so they could see well. He was also told to get a long piece of rope. There was an eerie silence in the room as Hiccup followed his orders like a good puppy. The only noises being made were the sounds of the wood creaking underneath each of their footsteps. Stoick quickly led the black dragon over to one of the columns and used the rope his son gave him to tie it up.

"You're not going anywhere, beast. Once I get your cage, you'll get a bit more freedom but until then, you're staying right here," he slyly said to the dragon who responded with a grunt and barred his teeth. By then, Hiccup completed his orders and stood waiting for more.

"Go back to work and help Gobber with those cages. I'm sure he'll need all the help he can get. I want mine by the end of the night. I won't be able to stand watching over this devil for much longer."

Then why not just let it go? The young boy thought to himself as he pushed past his father on the way to the door. He was about to open it when he had to take a quick glance back at the prisoner. It was struggling against the tight ropes that bound it to the column, trying to free itself. A tear started to drip down the side of its face as it came to the realization that there was no escape. It looked up at Hiccup with big eyes as its pupils widened, silently begging him to release it.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered under his breath and walked out the door.

Hiccup couldn't shake the terrible feeling he had growing inside of him. This was all wrong. His father had no right to capture such an innocent creature. He slowly trudged along the path to the blacksmith's, his hands in his pockets and staring at the ground.

"Hey Hiccup!" was shouted from a distance. The boy looked up to see who it was. Fishlegs, one of Hiccup's closer friends, was waving at him as he ran over. He was a large boy with a giant fur coat that covered up everything except for below his knees.

"So what do you think about those dragons? Aren't they so cool?! I wish my family had one so I could analyze them. Can I use yours?" He rapidly fired questions at Hiccup, trying to catch his breath between every other word.

"Oh yeah, they're cool alright," he said nonchalantly, trying not to show what he was really thinking, "and you would have to ask my father about that. Don't get your hopes up though."

"I'm so excited!"

"I'm sorry, I-I have to go," he rushed off to the shop, not wanting to talk to anyone else.

Hiccup finally arrived and got started with helping Gobber. He had already gotten most of one completed. It was a tiny cage, just tall enough for one to stand in, a few feet wide, and a little longer length-wise. It only consisted of metal poles attached to one another, a few inches of space between each one with a heavy, solid metal top and bottom. There was a door on the front with a small lock on the outside attached by a few hinges. Hiccup looked over how Gobber did his and proceeded to make his own.

Not a word was spoken until they were done late that night. Both of them looked over their handy work, Gobber nodded in accomplishment, Hiccup sighed in disapproval. He decided to make his dragon's cage a bit bigger than the rest just so the captive could have more room.

"Good job, Hiccup. Your father would be proud of you."

"I guess," he uttered. He's never proud of anything I do.

"Alright, I'm going to get some help quickly to transport these. You stay here," Gobber left without another word.

Hiccup took the moment to look over his cage, making sure everything was right. Though he didn't like the idea of this, he was a bit of a perfectionist and had to make sure it was built well. A few minutes later, Gobber returned with a few muscular Vikings. They easily lifted one of the small cages onto a rolling platform and wheeled it to a house one of the dragons was kept in. Hiccup stayed behind for that one and the other small cage that was brought to a home.

When the group of Vikings returned for the final cage, Hiccup was feeling worse than before. He couldn't even imagine what it'll be like for the dragon to be put inside of this prison. He didn't want to think about what his father was doing to the poor creature during his time here.

"Ready Hiccup?" Gobber asked.

"Yeah, let's go."

They all pushed the heavy cage up the giant hill until they reached the back of the house. A larger door was put in there when they were first building the house so that one day the All-Mighty Thor and Odin could come inside. Hiccup opened up the door while the others lifted up the cage and brought it inside. It was set down on the side of the room opposite the staircase.

"Good, this devil was starting to give me trouble," Stoick's voice was stern. He picked up the dragon that was squatted on the ground, and untied the rope binding it to the column. Very little resistance existed in the dragon's movements as he was led over the cage and put inside. Gobber handed Stoick the key, locked the door, and pocketed the key.

"Thank you, Gobber. It's been a rough past few weeks and I need a drink. Meet me in Meade Hall in about a half an hour."

"No problem," Gobber responded. He and the others left and it was just Hiccup, Stoick, and the dragon left inside the house.

"Dad, can we talk?" asked Hiccup in a saddened tone.

"No, I'm tired and need this drink. Keep an eye on the beast and don't let him escape. I don't want you messing up."

Stoick's leaving did not lighten the tension and dismal mood that was in the room. Heavy breathing was all that could be heard from inside of the cage. The fire's crackling seemed to be amplified. Hiccup just stood there, not even know what to do. He couldn't even look at the dragon in the cage for fear of getting more upset. Pressure was building up inside of his throat. His father had never put him down so much before. What did this dragon do to Stoick to make him this frustrated with his son? After a few forever long feeling moments, he finally got the courage to move his heavy feet. He went over to the wooden bench in front of the fire and sat down. His back was to the cage. His head felt heavy, everything was. Hiccup put his elbows in his knees with his back hunched over and buried his face in his hands. A shiver ran down his back as he held back all the emotions inside. He rubbed his face a little, dropped his hands and stood up. Hiccup knew that he shouldn't be doing this, but what other choice did he have?

Hiccup turned around to look at the dragon. It was sitting down, its hands - which were now in front -, wings, and feet still bound, leaning against the back of the cage. Hiccup walked over to the door, got down on his knees so he was eye-level, and hung onto the bars, holding himself up.

The dragon looked up at him, grunted, and then looked down and away. Its tail was off to the side and remained unmoved.

"H-Hi..." he stuttered, "m-my name's Hiccup. What's yours?"

No response.

"Can you talk?"

Again, no response.

"Oh... I see," he looked away a little embarrassed and then back again, "I don't care if can't understand me or not, but I need to at least try to talk to you."

The dragon looked at him, face still turned away.

"I just wanted to tell you..." he sighed, "I'm sorry for what my father has done to you and your friends. He believes that because he's a Viking, he can do what he wants."

It turned its head towards him. Its tail twitched a little. Hiccup felt embarrassed again and had to look away. Then he glanced back and their eyes met again. Warmth flooded over Hiccup's face as he turned his head back and stared at the dragon. He had never felt any sort of emotion like this before. He didn't know how to deal with it, or even describe it for that matter. He mixed up his face and blushed.

"S-Sorry, I just wanted to say that I'm not like him. I want to help you..." Hiccup's voice trailed off, "but I don't know how..." he sighed, "I'm never good enough for him."

He let go of the bars and sat on his legs. He couldn't believe that he was talking to this creature. Sharing feelings he never told anyone with a stranger - a dragon. The innocent monster shifted a little, scrunched up its face and grunted as he looked away, its ears flat against its head. It slowly let itself collapse onto the ground and brought its knees up to its chest. The dragon tucked its head into its black, scuffed knees and closed its eyes. A low purr was starting to come from the monster's throat, trying to calm itself down from the events of the day.

"I guess I'll let you get to sleep," Hiccup said as he got up. He walked over to the fire, stoked it a little bit for when his father would come in, and crawled into bed. It was uncomfortable as always, but tonight felt worse. He tried to sleep, but he couldn't get his mind off the dragon and his father. So much had happened that day and it was too much for Hiccup to handle. He couldn't even imagine what it must've been like for the dragon.

Am I really that different...?

***

Hiccup woke up in the early morning, just as the sun was about to rise over the horizon. It wasn't usual for him to wake up this early but it did happen every now and then. He tried to roll over and go back to sleep but his body was wide awake. He couldn't stop thinking about yesterday's events and what his father had said to him. Hiccup sat up in bed, still partially under his covers to look around the room. The fire had gone out and the shades were closed. The holes in them were letting in an orangey glow. He pulled the covers off, got up, and walked over to the window. He looked through one of the holes to get a better look as to what it was like outside. The wind was blowing as usual and making a low howling sound as it tried to enter the house. Red and orange colors filled the horizon line along the ocean as the sun was starting to poke up.

"Great, looks like it's going to rain today," he whispered to himself. Hiccup heard a shuffling noise behind him and quickly turned around to see what it was.

He couldn't see anything at first inside the dark house but as his eyes readjusted, he spotted the dragon still inside of its cage. From the window, he could only see a faint outline lying on the ground, its scales blending in so well with the shadows. He walked over to the cage to get a better look. The dragon was sprawled out belly up, still sleeping and still bound by the ropes except for its mouth. Rope was thrown on the ground near him, both ends still tied together. Its breathing was soft and calming. Hiccup could take his eyes off the magnificent creature. Never had he imaged something like this existed.

He tried to memorize every line, starting at the head. Its big eyes were close in a slumber and its mouth was open a little. What threw him off was that he didn't see any teeth, just gums. Just the day before, he could've sworn he saw them when it growled at him. Around its muzzle, some scales seemed to be missing and the others looked a little worn. He continued his way down, looking over its chest, arms, and wings. Hiccup blushed hard at what his eyes landed on. The dragon's loin cloth had twisted off to the side and revealed what was hidden underneath. A little bit of pink was starting to poke out of the sheath that was attached to his body. Just below laid two spheres encased in a scaly sack. Hiccup tried to look at the rest of the dragon but just couldn't concentrate. His eyes kept wandering back to the male hood that was now getting a little larger. The head of the dragon's cock was fully exposed and the rest of it was starting to appear slowly.

Hiccup's breathing became heavier as his heart started to race. The boy had never seen another male's privates before and now he was staring at the dragon's. He was so concentrated on the dragon that he didn't even notice until just now that his own cock was hard, straining against his pants.

Why am I hard?! His mind raced. I'm not supposed to be turned on by this!

He quickly turned around, his face a very bright red. Hiccup couldn't look at the dragon anymore for fear of staring again. The cock inside his pants was now starting to hurt from its confines. He quickly reached a hand in to adjust himself. As his hand ran across the head, a little bit of pre got onto his finger. He quickly wiped it off on the front of his pants, leaving a little bit of a wet spot. Just as Hiccup was taking his first step back towards his bed, he heard a murr-like sound from behind him.

The boy turned around to see why the dragon made that noise in his sleep. Hiccup hadn't heard that kind of sound all night and became curious. As his eyes landed on the beast's head, he froze. The boy was caught. His golden eyes could be clearly seen in the dark; his pupils more round than normal. He was breathing heavily through his nose, mouth closed now. He murred again and caused Hiccup to snap out of his frozen state.

The dragon used his bound arms to push himself up so he was sitting on his legs, facing Hiccup. He couldn't help but stare again at the now fully erect dragon penis in front of him. He blushed hard and turned his face away.

"I-I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to look!" he quietly shouted. The dragon cocked his head to the side in confusion and his ears perked up. He started to sniff the air, smelling something he hadn't before. Whatever it was, it was coming from the boy in front of him. He looked down at his member, protruding from its safety, and gave the tip a quick lick.

The boy watched all this from the corner of his eye, not know what to do. His awkward stance was bugging him but was the least of his worries as he watched the dragon lick his own cock. The forked, wide tongue stuck out of his mouth and just seemed to get a taste of himself. Hiccup's own member pulsed at the sight and was starting to ache again. The dragon sat up and started to scoot himself on his knees towards Hiccup, his tail dragging behind him. He turned his head back around to look down at the dragon that was now almost against the metal bars, paws grasping onto a bar for support. It was sniffing the air still, trying to figure out the source of the odd air around Hiccup. He moved his head up and down until he stopped, looking straight at the slight bulge in Hiccup's pants.

Hiccup's breathing was becoming shallow, not knowing what to expect from such a dangerous creature. From what Stoick said, he could shoot fire from his mouth, burning and possibly killing Hiccup. But, he didn't feel fear. He knew the dragon wouldn't hurt him. The strange feeling ran down his back as the dragon looked up at him. There was just something about it that made Hiccup feel this way every time their eyes met. It was like the dragon was trying to look into the soul of the boy.

His breathing started to return to normal as a wave of comfort came over him. The dragon looked back down at his pants, still sniffing as he pressed his nose up against the bars. He zeroed in on the wet spot on the pants were Hiccup rubbed his pre off. He tried to start licking through the bars but could only fit a bar in the valley of his tongue. Another murr came from him as he stopped his futile attempts to lick through the bars. He rocked on his knees and was starting to become antsy, tail hitting the ground lightly. A drop of pre was starting to form at the tip of the dragon's cock that was close to sticking out of the cage.

Curiosity got the better of Hiccup when he found himself getting close to the barrier that separated them. The energetic dragon was sniffing even more and began licking again. Hiccup was almost touching the bars now, very close to the tongue. The beast changed his stance so he was facing the side, but his head was tiled vertically so his tongue could get a better reach. The pink muscle finally hit the cloth in the area where the wet spot was. A bigger wet spot formed as he licked up what was left on the pants.

He stopped licking for a moment and judged the taste in his mouth. Without any more hesitation, he slid over a few inches and began licking a bulged area in Hiccup's pants. The boy sucked in a quick gasp of air from the action. He quickly grabbed onto the bars for support as his knees felt weak and he closed his eyes. Hiccup could feel the warm, wet tongue trying to press through his garments. Even though he was 18, he had never encountered a feeling like this before and released his quick intake of air in a low moan. Unintentionally, the boy pressed his waist right against the bars with the bulge sticking in between two. The dragon readjusted to his original position facing the boy entirely and kept licking.

Hiccup got so absorbed in the feeling that he wasn't even looking at what the dragon was doing. With his nose, the dragon lifted up the shirt that was partially covering the distended area until he got to the waistband. In the blink of an eye, the dragon had teeth again and used them to bite down on the waistbands of the pants and boxers. He pulled his head back and down, allowing Hiccup's cock to be released from its own cage, and let go just under his balls.

He quickly snapped out of his trance and looked down at his now free, seven inch member. He saw the teeth on the dragon just as they were quickly retracted back into the gums. Hiccup was about to react, but the dragon dove right in and engulfed the entire length into his muzzle. The warm and wet muzzle made Hiccup gasp and moan at the sudden feeling. The wide tongue was able to lick and play with the entire boy cock, making Hiccup's breathing become shallower. The dragon let go of the bars he was originally holding on to and dropped his paws to his own aching hardness. Pre had now dribbled down the front a little, making it a bit slicker. He put the cock in between his paws and started stroking it.

The dragon started purring around the flesh in his mouth, eliciting more moans and sighs from Hiccup. Every now and then, he would let his tongue escape to lick the two orbs hanging in between his legs. The taste of the flesh in his mouth and the pre that was now leaking out of it tasted a little salty to the dragon, but it's what kept him going. A musky scent was starting to fill the area they were in.

Hiccup's cock had finally had enough and let go of the pressure that had been building up inside. Wave after wave of pleasure overloaded Hiccup's senses as he shot his load into the back of the dragon's throat. He could feel the beast swallow every drop while trying to coax more of the salty liquid out of his balls. Hiccup tried his best to keep his moans quite so they wouldn't wake his father upstairs. After a few more shots, the boy's orgasm passed but he couldn't move. A big grin was on his face since he had never experienced something like that before. Hiccup didn't care right now how or why it happened, but it was the most pleasurable incident of his life. The dragon licked his cock clean as it was starting to go limp, and pulled away letting it become exposed to the now cool air. He licked it a few more times before looking up at Hiccup with wide eyes.

The boy looked down at the dragon who was now slowly stroking its own penis.

"Wow, that was amazing," he softly said between intakes of air as he fixed his pants. The dragon grinned at his accomplishments, but then moaned in a needy tone. He looked down at the pink, dribbling head his paws were on and then looked back up at Hiccup. The boy didn't get it at first, but when the dragon licked his lips, he knew.

"Y-you want me to lick you?" he asked nervously. A murr was the only answer he got. Hiccup's stomach sank as the dragon stopped stroking himself to use his paws to help himself back onto his feet. The two were now eye level and Hiccup could feel the dragon's penis against his stomach, leaving a wet spot in his shirt from the pre.

"I-I don't know..." he said cautiously as he looked down at the pulsing organ that was staring right back at him. The dragon pressed himself up against Hiccup more, their bodies now both touching the bars.

"Well, I guess I do owe you. Especially after all that happened yesterday," Hiccup tried to reason with himself. The dragon's purring became a little louder at the sound of this.

Hiccup slowly got down onto his knees and he took a deep breath. The dragon's member was now in front of his mouth, begging for release. He looked up and down the big cock in front of him. Hiccup judged it to be about 10 inches. It looked almost like his except it was much pinker and the head was different. It was more in the shape of a spade, coming to a point at the tip where pre was leaking from. The boy leaned in a little, taking in a whiff of musk that made his head spin. He stuck out his tongue and tasted the salty skin and some of the pre. Hiccup couldn't tell if he liked the taste or not and took another lick. It wasn't the best taste in the world, but then again, it most certainly wasn't the worst. Hiccup licked the cock again, except this time from where it stuck out of the scaly sheath to the tip.

Its owner murred and purred louder at the wet tongue licking his cock. This encouraged Hiccup to do it again, getting the same reaction except with a sigh this time. He did this a few more times until the underside of the dragon's cock was slick with saliva and the pre was now in Hiccup's mouth. The boy brought his hands up to where all the action was taking place. One hand went into the cage and cupped the dragon's balls. Hiccup felt them, noticing they were of a very soft scale and he could feel the warm testicles inside. His other hand wrapped around the base of the cock, near the sheath and began stroking the hot length. It wasn't too thick that Hiccup couldn't wrap his hand around it but it was still a decent size. He brought his mouth up to the head and took it in. He tried his best to avoid scrapping his teeth again the sensitive flesh. Hiccup's tongue played with the tip, drinking more of the pre that was dripping out. He tried going down a bit further but suddenly gagged on the length.

The dragon was so surprised that the human could make him feel this good. He too had never experienced this, but he somehow knew the boy was special. Hiccup began bobbing his up and down on the four or five inches he could take in while his hand took care of the rest. The combination on the warm mouth around the head and the hand stroking him was making the dragon feel his climax building. He began slowly thrusting into the mouth, wanting Hiccup to take more but trying not to gag him again. Pre was now flowing out of the tip and was pooling on the boy's tongue. He liked the taste and tried to keep it in his mouth as long as possibly before swallowing.

With one final squeeze from the human on his cock, the dragon moaned loudly, still trying to keep a little quiet. Hiccup felt the balls twitch and pull up closer to the dragon's body as hot cum shot into his mouth. He tried his best to keep up with the sudden overflow but it was getting to be too much and some leaked from the corners of his mouth, down the sides of the cock and onto his hand. He drank as much as he could until the waves of cum finally slowed and stopped. Hiccup kept a mouthful of the hot, salty liquid, trying to decide if he liked it. The taste was much different than what he's ever had before, but it was a good different. He swallowed the cum and tried to milk more out of the empty balls. He got a little more and another thrust from the cock's owner.

Hiccup pulled away and let the penis slip from his mouth. He licked the head a little more, getting it as clean as possible, and then licked his hand clean. The pink member slowly shrank back into its safety housing as Hiccup stood back up. Both him and the dragon were panting heavily at the thrill rides they just had.

"That was better than expected," Hiccup admitted and blushed heavily, "I hope it makes up for my nasty father," The dragon licked Hiccup's face through the bars as a sign of thanks, making the boy giggle.

Hiccup didn't really know how to react to the dragon, or what to say next.

"Do you have a name?" he tried to ask but the dragon didn't really react, "How about I name you Toothless?" The dragon's ears perked up and his eyes widened at what Hiccup said, "I mean, it's only fitting with your teeth and all..." his voice trailed off and Toothless licked Hiccup again.

"Heh, I'll take that as a yes," he grinned, "Well, I guess I should go back to bed before my dad wakes up. I don't want him finding out what we did or else he'll kill both of us. Good night, Toothless."

Hiccup slowly looked away and finally turned around to head back to bed. He heard Toothless move about in his cage. The boy crawled back under his blanket and looked over at the cage. The dragon had put the rope back over his muzzle snuggly and crawled up into a ball on the ground, his tail wrapping around his body. Hiccup finally had lain down, put his head on the pillow, and closed his eyes.

If you're so mean, then why didn't you attack me?