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Disclaimer

This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance with living or dead persons, locations or other elements is completely coincidental and unintentional. In addition it contains homoerotic parts that not every reader might enjoy. Reader discretion advised ;-)

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Blurb

Corin is going to give himself a push: he is going to tell his secret flame Alex how he truly feels about him. But the fox has always been of a shy personality. At first Corin is forced admit defeat for his lack of self-confidence, but he missed one crucial point in his plans and things turned out in a way he would never have expected.

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He could hear the bass of the music from inside. But he would not have described it as music, more like noise pollution. Behind him, lights flashed in gaudy colors and wafts of wafted mist and smoked from beneath the door while there was reveled dancing going on inside. He had to ask himself why he even bothered coming here. He knew this was not his kind of thing. Lonely, Corin leaned onto the parapet and gazed into the vale. Round the corner were the cool guys of his senior year, getting tight, swearing, provoking each other and immersing themselves into the thick smoke of their cigarettes. They were far from properly dressed, wearing baggy clothes, even if the prom was held in the city's most prestigious mansion, which was built extramurally on top of a hill. Unlike them, the fox did care about his attire: a black sports coat with a white shirt underneath that he kept unbuttoned a little bit to feature his bushy chest fur. Corin tried to ignore the ringing laughter behind him while he gazed into the night sky and began to dream.

There actually was only one reason he came: his secret crush, Alex. He idolized him more often than not during classes and he would have never dared to use the showers after gym classes if it was not for Alex using them beside him. The dragon's well-built body fascinated the fox and he craved to stroke his chest, even if only once. He would have given anything for such a moment. His eyes also went lower many a time.

Corin almost regretted sprucing himself up, for his crush was nowhere to be seen. All his endeavors were completely in vain. He had resolved to take heart and open up towards him tonight. The prom was the last opportunity for Corin to tell the dragon how he really felt about him before they went on separate paths and never met again. He sighed as he looked down at himself. The fog from the premises smoldering underneath him almost seemed to mock him, reminding him of his dreams going up into smoke.

Suddenly the racket behind him cranked up. Although he put more effort into ignoring the noise, he did not succeed. From the corner of his eye, the fox tried to recognize what was going on behind him. The mob was probably no longer content to get drunk in its corner niche and went to look for a new spot. Corin was about to move before he got into trouble, but he was too late. He was just turning away when two burly guys planted themselves in front of him and babbled to him, "Whatsch wrong? Muschick lllittle too llloud for ya'?" The smell of alcohol from the wolf's breath almost made the fox feel drunk himself. The other guys around them laughed and sneered. "You schuld try summ'a this," he waved his bottle of vodka before Corin's face, "Then you dun' giva... shit about tha muschick."

Corin did not know how to handle the drunkard in front of him. He just smiled and declined with thanks, but the wolf seemed disgruntled. "Schoooooo, think ya'r better than ush, huh?" he snarled at the fox, "Look at ya', withz ya' dandy lookin' jacket. Fuckin' Babbitt!" He smashed the bottle on the railing and waved the rest in front of the fox's face. Corin flinched, only to bump into a Rottweiler who had apparently been too generous with steroids. The fox found no way to escape the tight grip on his arms. He was cornered by the rest of the mob. The more Corin tried to break loose, the more the Rottweiler tightened his grip. The fox felt like his arms were about to snap. The wolf approached him, stumbling and still waving the broken bottle. When he tripped because of his intoxication he even got madder, "Look at 'dis, now ya' made me fall, ya' damn bastard!" Clumsily he got up again and staggered towards the fox, who was still held tightly by his Rottweiler friend. With every step the wolf took towards him, Corin tried to break free even harder, though he knew it was futile. The fox had no more hope of getting out of this without a beating. "Les'see how dandy ya' look afda this!"

Suddenly someone pulled the wolf's leg, making him trip again and losing his bottle. He was only able to scratch Corin's cheek with the bittle and with a loud clank, the broken glass was entirely smashed into pieces. Startled, the fox barely noticed the Rottweiler let go of him. He rushed past Corin, who was holding his hurt cheek, and was struck down just as fast. "Don't you have anything better to do?" a voice the fox knew well hissed at them, "Now get your ass movin'! We don't need the likes of you!" The Rottweiler picked himself up and started another attack at his opponent. But Corin's benefactor avoided the punch without difficulty, grabbed his aggressor's arm and tossed him back on the ground. "You never got that bulging muscles aren't everything, did you?" he mocked the Rottweiler, who needed some time to collect himself. Corin's savior spoke to the rest of the mob, "Pick up your buddies and buzz off." He apparently made an impression on everyone; they picked up their buddies and left.

Corin's arms still hurt from the Rottweiler's strong grasp and he was unable to use them to get up. The scratch on his cheek burned horribly at the slightest touch. When the fox tried to examine the injury he quickly retracted his paw. He also came to notice it was bleeding very badly. Three fingers were covered in blood from just one touch. He then saw someone kneeling down in front of him.

"Can you walk?" a deep but benevolent voice asked. As he saw a scaled hand reaching down to him, he looked up and was in for a big surprise.

"A-A-A-Alex...!" Corin stammered. His heart was beating in his mouth and his mind went completely blank. A blue dragon with shimmering, styled silver hair running down his spine to the tip of his tail knelt down in front of him. He was wearing a tight shirt that featured his well-built body. The dragon of his dreams was only a few inches away from him. The fox simply stared at him and did not say a word. 'I must be dreaming! Alex would never...'

His thoughts were interrupted again by Alex, "What's the matter? Can you stand up?" Corin pulled himself out of his mental rigidity and tried to get back on his feet. Alex held Corin's arm lightly to assist him, but even that made it hurt and the fox gritted his teeth. The dragon shook his head. "That steroid junkie must have clutched too hard." He rubbed his chin and helped the fox back on his feet. "Come on, I'll get you home. Last thing we need is for them to bushwhack you."

When the dragon helped him back up, Corin felt weak at the knees, so Alex wrapped his strong arms around his waist to support him. The fox's heart was beating so fast it felt like it would burst out any second. Corin held still like a puppy. Although it did not turn out as planned, he had come closer to the dragon than he imagined. He blushed at the firm grip, yet Alex's presence made the fox feel safe. But there were going to be small difficulties with his plan. "Listen, I..." He winced when the dragon turned towards him and gave him an expecting look. The fox could have melted away every time when he looked into those warm, benevolent eyes.

"What is it?" the dragon wanted to know.

Corin's mouth dried out and he had a hard time swallowing. Why was he so damn nervous? Corin braced up and forced himself to answer. "Well... I..." he began to stutter trying to resist Alex's expecting look "I... left the keys at home and my parents won't be there for a long time ahead." His parents were actually at home, but it was embarrassing for Corin to show up with Alex. 'It's just gonna be a fiasco,' he imagined. His parents were always very concerned about Corin - sometimes a bit too much. They could be very over-protective at times.

"All right then, you can stay at my place," the dragon said. At first the fox thought he misheard him. Spending the night with his crush? Most daring thoughts crossed Corin's mind and he stared into space. Alex could not help but notice the fox blanking out and tried to get him back. "Hello? Earth to little foxy!" He waved in front of his face.

Corin did not react first, but when Alex shook the fox, he was back in reality. "Who? What? Where? How?" he looked around, puzzled. He whimpered in shock when he realized he was still in the dragon's arms. He was embarrassed and blushed when he could not hold it back with his paws.

"What's wrong?" Alex asked with a raised eyebrow. Corin just shook his head and explained it was nothing. "Well then, come on." Alex pulled Corin's arm over his shoulder and carried him down the hill to the parking lot.

When they arrived Corin looked around. On the way down, he had checked the time: it read 11:38 pm. He asked the dragon how they would get to his place. His parents would also surely be in bed by now. "Parents?" the dragon snorted with laughter. "I've already moved out." At first the fox looked surprised. They had been in the same class and he was already on his own? Corin did not expect that. But it did not take long for him to blush yet again with his eyes opened wide and his heart beating fast. That meant he was completely alone with the dragon. He laid a paw on his chest and felt his heart pounding. The mere thought was enough for him to feel dizzy. His circulation could not catch up to the short-term elevated blood pressure. Corin crumpled in the dragon's arms. Alex asked if everything was okay with Corin, but the fox just answered, "I'm okay, just give me a sec." While he was recollecting he was also angry at himself, 'Now I almost got him to hug me and all I do is faint. Come on, get a grip!' He asked Alex to let him try to walk a bit on his own. Carefully, the dragon let the him down. His zeal was short-lived and he had to hold onto the nearest bike because he still felt too dizzy.

"If you plan on puking on my Harley, I'll reconsider taking you home with me," the dragon shouted behind him and the fox realized he was holding onto Alex's bike. He took a few steps back to take a closer look. The artificial light of the streetlights made the silver motorcycle shimmer, with its almost completely covered engine and black leather seats and well done aerodynamics. Corin was not an expert on these things, but he imagined it would be exhilarating to take a ride on that thing. "Not too shabby, ain't it?" the dragon came up to him "Allow me to introduce: my Harley Davidson V-Rod." Corin took a few steps away and was promptly given a helmet. "Don't wanna get little foxy head butted," Alex grinned at him and scuffed his hair. For some reason Corin liked it when Alex called him 'little foxy'. It also fit their age difference: the fox was just seventeen years old, but Alex was already twenty-one. "You should wear this, too," the dragon handed a black fleece-belt to him, but Corin just gave him a questioning face. "What now? You've never been on a bike?" Corin shook his head. The dragon smiled and gave him a helping hand. While he strapped the Reno-protective belt around Corin's waist, he explained what it was good for and made sure it held on tight. The fox sheepishly thanked the dragon and put on the helmet. Alex put on his thick motorcycle jacket, swung a leg over and dropped into the saddle, which also demonstrated the suspension of the tires. With a nod he indicated to the fox to hop on.

He did not have to tell the fox twice. Hastily he scrambled up the vehicle and sat down behind the dragon and put his paws in his lap. "Hold on tight to me or else you fall off," the dragon muffled under his helmet. Hold on to him? Just when Corin thought it could not get any better, now he also told him to cling to him. But his arms still would not act how he wanted them to. They still hurt a little and were pretty shaky. When Alex took note of that, he grabbed Corin's paws. "Don't worry," he tried to calm him, "I won't let you fall off, promise." The dragon held his paws firmly, and Corin felt safer than ever before with one arm wrapped around the dragon's waist. "Hold on tight," he advised the fox and fired up the engine. Corin felt it trembling and shaking beneath him. Alex carefully navigated his vehicle off the parking lot and onto the road and from there, they took off.

Shadowy trees rushed past them as well as the street they rode on. Even though he was wearing a helmet, Corin could feel the wind lashing against him. He was right about riding this bike being exhilarating - even though his frenzy was more because holding onto Alex. The dragon held his paws throughout the entire ride and used his free hand to steer. At first Corin thought this was not going to work, but his concerns quickly disappeared when he saw that Alex was in complete control over his vehicle. The fox held fast onto the dragon and drifted into his dream world. Corin closed his eyes, put his head against Alex's back and enjoyed the feeling of inner peace. He hid anything else around him and imagined the dragon and himself riding down an endless and lonely road, accompanied only by the wind striking against them and the engine noise of Alex's Harley. The fox secretly wished that this moment would never end. Even though Alex was so near to him, he was completely calm this time. His heart was filled with joy and the fox smiled in content under his helmet.

Corin almost nodded off on the way, but when Alex dismounted, he lightly skidded down on the dragon's back and jolted up. While dreaming himself away, he had not noticed they had already reached their destination. A little drowsy, he also dismounted. He clumsily tried to take off his helmet. It was routine for the dragon and he had no difficulties. With a single movement, the helmet came off with a click. Alex's magnificent mane came to light again, albeit slightly wrinkled. With a single stroke he brought it back into form. Corin must have looked so helpless trying to open the fastener that the dragon lent him a hand again. "Lemme help you with that," he said with a smile. The fresh night breeze was refreshing in contrast to the used one under the protective head gear.

"So this is where you live?" the fox wondered. As far as Corin could tell, Alex lived in an apartment building in the suburbs.

The dragon shouted from the entrance, "Are you coming or are you gonna sleep outdoors?" Startled by the dragon's shout, he turned around, embarrassed, and followed him upstairs.

The apartment door opened with a click and they entered. Inside the narrow corridor Corin could sneak a peek inside the rest of the dragon's apartment. It was not particularly large but nice to live in. The corridor disembogued into the living room. The fox was imposed on the combination of kitchen and living room separated by a counter. The separation was made even clearer by the tiles inside the kitchen and the wooden floor inside the corridor and living room. Contrary to all his ideas, nothing looked like a typical bachelor's apartment. No worn clothes scattered around everywhere or towering stacks of unwashed dishes. On top of that, the dragon was not ill-equipped either. A HDTV, a hi-fi system and current game consoles were placed in front of a comfy couch, inviting for a snuggling movie evening together. The fox could not resist imagining his head resting on Alex's lap getting petted while watching a movie.

The dragon threw his motorcycle jacket over the backrest of his armchair, pulled the table away from the couch and extended it to form a bed. "Um... where am I supposed to sleep?" the fox asked.

Alex grabbed two pillows, blankets and bed sheets before he answered. "Same bed as me, there are not many options here," the dragon laughed. Corin's heart missed a beat. Alex's bare presence made him nervous, and now he was going to sleep next to him? "You wouldn't have a problem with that, would you?" the dragon asked while he fluffed up the pillows. Corin was too paralyzed to respond. When he did not get an answer he looked across his shoulder and asked again, "Do you have any difficulties sleeping next to another male?" The fox did not answer instantly, but shook his head shortly after. Of course he had no problems with it, especially next to Alex. He was actually pretty fond of the thought, but he was afraid of poking him with something during the night.

Something about the question, however, made him wonder. "But what do you mean by that?" Corin asked with a raised eyebrow.

Alex fluffed up the last pillow before he turned to him, "Like I said it. Are you uncomfortable to sleep next to another male?" The question seemed clear, but the fox guessed there had to be something at the back of the dragon's mind. Or was it just him imagining things? His doubts confused the fox even more and he averted his gaze.

Alex sighed and petted his shoulder when he walked past him. "While you make up your mind, I'm gonna take a shower. You look weary. Why not make yourself at home?" The claw of the dragon on his shoulder startled him a little bit. He was about to shut the door when he shouted, "I'll bring something for your cheek later."

Corin was standing completely still, even after Alex left for the shower. He was feeling more and more insecure about telling the dragon about his feelings. After a while he eventually sat down on the extended couch. He felt like running away, but if he did he'd never be able to look at himself in a mirror again. 'Come on now,' he tried to bolster himself up, 'you've come this far, now's your chance!' Next to him he saw two free weights. Apparently Alex was also training at home. He tried to lift one but was only able to lift it a few inches using both paws. How did Alex lift both with just one hand each? "What are you doing?" a voice asked.

Startled, the fox let the free weight slip. "I was just... I just wanted to..." he stuttered. He was lucky the weight fell on a carpet or else it would have left a mark on the floor. When the fox turned around, he saw an almost naked dragon in front of him, only with clinging shorts and a towel around his neck. Corin had difficulties keeping himself from ogling the dragon, especially the teasingly covered parts. His eyes wandered down the dragon's steeled body as he gave in to temptation. What would it be like to stroke over the wet, scaly chest? "Don't knock yourself out, little foxy," Alex smiled and sat down on the couch. "A little too heavy for you? See, this is how you do it." He took one free weight and pumped it like it was nothing. The fox looked closely and paid particular attention to the dragon's arm muscles, tensioning tightly as he lifted the iron several times. "Say," he continued, surveying Corin, "do you wanna go to bed like this?" The fox looked at himself. He was still wearing his suit from the prom. It was sure uncomfortable to sleep in it. But there was another problem. He rubbed his arm in embarrassment. 'I can't undress in front of him,' the fox thought and noticed a small bulge in his pants. 'Not with that!' Alex took notice of the fox's embarrassment and allowed him to undress in the bathroom. But it did not go without a witty remark; after all, he had already seen many guys in shorts and less, so Corin would have made no difference. The fox whispered a shy thank you and disappeared into the bathroom

When he entered, Corin locked the door behind him, leaned against it and took a deep breath. This had almost turned out bad! If Alex had noticed the bulge in his pants as he undressed in front of the dragon, he had have wanted the ground to swallow him up. And Corin expected as much. Despite his skinny physique, he was quite well endowed with his seven inches. With the added knot of canines' it was almost impossible to hide a sudden erection unless he wore wider pants. But those were not sold with suits. He looked down in panic on the throbbing, elongated bulge between his legs. "Damn it! I gotta get that down, and fast!" the fox panicked and looked around. The air was filled with a masculine scent, which Corin clearly identified as Alex's. He cursed his keen scenting abilities for their cruelty at this very moment. He had planned to lose his erection in here, not intensify it. The scent made him remember the Adonis-like body of the dragon and how he craved to trace down the fine curves and lines of his bare chest. Corin tried hard to not be succumbed. 'I should've changed before!'

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. The fox winced. "Sorry for disrupting you, but I'd like to put the towel back in its place. Can I come in for a sec?" Not that, too! If he came in now, the fox would be busted! He did not come this far to die in shame now.

"Just a moment," the fox answered, "I'll be there in a jiffy!" As soon as he said that, he instantly regretted his words.

On the other side of the door he heard a slightly confused "Okaaaay?" followed by the encouragement to take his time. Corin grew more and more nervous. What must have Alex been thinking of him with this half-baked choice of words after barricading himself in the bathroom? Besides that, there was nothing in the tiled room to cover his bulged pants, not with the scent of a recently showered male dragon in the air. There was no other way: Corin had to tempt his luck and hope he could hide his erection from the dragon. He undressed. Embarrassed, he looked down on the bulge throbbing in his shorts as if it wanted to mock him. The fox swallowed hard and braced himself to step outside again - with both his paws covering his crotch.

Corin peered out into the hallway. No sign of Alex, he was not waylaying the fox. However, he could see dimmed light from the living room. Corin went into the living room and was greeted cheerfully by Alex, "Well, everything still there?" The fox showed a slightly stressed smile and asked him what he was doing. "Oh, you know, sometimes I feel like having a late-night drink. Want one, too?" Corin was not much of a drinker, but he did not want to turn down the offer either. When Alex asked him what kind of drink he wanted, he just shrugged.

"I guess you're more into the sweet stuff," Alex guessed and gave the fox a smile.

Sweet stuff? Was he referring to him or really just the drink?

"I... guess," Corin answered.

"Guess I'll give you hot chocolate with Irish Cream then. It'll be done in a sec. Why don't you take a seat?"

Alex gathered all the ingredients and warmed up some milk. Corin watched him closely as he sat down on the stretched out couch. When his drink was ready, the smell alone made him feel warm and cozy. Alex told him to hold on a second. He went into the bathroom and came back with cotton swabs and ointment. He inspected the wound on Corin's cheek. It was not bleeding as bad anymore, but it did not have to become an ugly scar or even sore. "This might hurt a little," he warned the fox in advance and applied the ointment. Corin gasped and ground his teeth; it was anything but comfortable. "Don't move. We're almost there," Alex admonished him and rubbed the ointment on Corin's cheek a last time. He then stroked his other cheek and Corin froze. The caressing touch made him forget about the pain on his other cheek and his heart was beating rapidly.

The dragon handed Corin's mug over to him. The warm smell of hot chocolate and another ingredient, which was unfamiliar with him, brought him back. Alex sat down next to the fox and lifted his glass of Gin Tonic. Corin diffidently toasted his mug against Alex's glass. "Cheers!" Alex said and began nipping on the straw in his drink. Corin also carefully sipped his mug. With each sip, he enjoyed the creamy-soft drink more and eventually chugged the whole mug. The dragon watched him from the corner of his eye and was pretty amazed himself. "Looks like you don't get to drink something that tasty very often, huh?" he remarked and continued nipping his Gin Tonic. Corin sighed a cozy sigh and shook his head when he put down the mug. "No, this was my first. It tastes really yummy!" He licked his chaps, then suddenly started to feel a little light-headed.

"Hey," he said, struggling not to slur, "Is it normal I'm that warm and fuzzy?"

"Maybe," Alex chuckled and put his arm around Corin's hip, "You were rather eager drinking it up."

Corin winced. Alex's hand was stroking up and down his sides. Blushing, he looked at the hand and then up to the dragon who was smiling at him. Corin's heart raced in his chest. He was sitting there, petrified by the warm look of the dragon's eyes. Suddenly Alex took Corin's furry paw and laid it on his chest, firmly pressing it against his heartbeat. Where Alex's heart was beating normally, Corin had his own heart in his mouth. His eyes agitatedly moved between his clutched paw and the dragon's look. "What's wrong? Does that feel uncomfortable?" Alex asked with a lowered voice. Corin tried to answer but he was tongue-tied. Instead he was close to hyperventilation. Corin's thoughts were scattered. He just could not believe what was happening to him.

Alex took notice of the fox's nervousness, let go of his hand, pulled him in close and put him on his lap to give him a hug. He wrapped both of his arms around Corin's chest and felt his racing heartbeat. Corin became more and more perplexed and could hardly believe his luck. "Still nervous?" the dragon asked with his voice whispering in his ear. Corin nodded. Alex put his head on Corin's shoulder and stroked his soft chest, also softly kissing his shoulders. The warm mouth of the dragon on his shoulders felt indescribably good and the fox could not hold back a relieved sigh. Corin ran his paw down on the dragon's thigh. He could feel out the dragon's muscles and also pinched them every time Alex kissed him on the neck. The fox sank into the dragon's lap and was on cloud nine.

"How are you now?" Alex asked, giving the fox a satisfied smile.

"Much better," Corin sighed, put his head and paws on the dragon's chest and thought, 'Now that I'm with you...'

Alex also closed his eyes and snuggled his snout up against Corin's while stroking his belly. The fox climbed up a little on Alex's chest to make it easier for the dragon to rub his belly. But suddenly something bumped against Alex's finger and Corin jumped off the Alex's lap. Unbeknownst to Corin, he had been becoming aroused again by the caressing and turned away in embarrassment. Alex also got up and looked at the fox confused.

"What's the matter?" he wanted to know.

"There you have it," Corin explained in hope it would tell the whole story.

"There I have what?"

"Didn't you notice?"

"Notice what?" the dragon played dumb.

"Well... this."

The fox turned around reluctantly and uncovered his baggy boxer shorts. He let his head hang in shame and prepared to be thrown out any second. When he noticed the dragon coming up to him, he closed his eyes tightly. Even when Alex lifted Corin's chin he did not dare to open his eyes. "Look at me," the dragon told him with a pretended serious voice. Corin opened his eyes hesitantly. The serious look of the dragon startled him. Alex's eyes almost flashed at him reproachfully.

But his serious look was followed by a tender kiss on his lips. At first astonished and startled, then visibly relieved, the fox returned the kiss. But it did not last long. Alex broke it and looked deep into Corin's eyes.

"Did you really think that would bother me?" the dragon asked with noticeable sarcasm in his voice. He was not all that wrong because he was the one making advances in the first place.

"I was just thinking... it's just that..." Corin tried to string together scattered sentences once again, but Alex just placed one finger on his lips and silenced him.

"It's okay, say no more," the dragon whispered and sat down on the bed with Corin. He was holding his paw while fondling his ears. "I always figured you'd have your eyes on me," Alex explained.

"R-really? How?" Corin felt busted in retrospect.

"Well, for one, you kept making sheep's eyes at me when I played around with other classmates during lunch breaks, during classes - especially during physical education - or followed me to the showers afterwards. Your eyes gave you away every time. No one else looks that way when they have a crush on someone. On the other hand, you didn't make much of an effort to hide it."

Now Corin felt really caught. He felt like he was in an interrogation and Alex could explain in detail where his camouflage was porous. Slightly ashamed, he lowered his head and ears. Alex laughed and nudged him with his snout.

"But you don't need to hide anything anymore," Alex explained and stroked Corin's lap. The fox shyly looked up at the dragon and slowly approached his lips. He closed his eyes, felt the warm breath from the dragon's nostrils and soon his lips again. What began as a timid kiss became a passionate French kiss. Now that he did not have to hide anything, the fox opened up completely. The dragon pulled the fox close, let them fall onto the bed and climbed on top of him. Corin used his paws to extensively explore the dragon's body. The tongues in their mouths encircled each other and Corin stroked Alex's chest down to his belly, feeling out his ripped abs, around his hip and over the dragon's butt, and up his back to his shoulders. He panted, aroused, and his muffled moans could be heard in their kiss. Alex used his tail to sneak into Corin's shorts unnoticed and stroked over the fox's balls and throbbing wood. Corin broke the kiss when he felt the touch. Alex laughed, retracted his tail and continued outside the shorts with his paw. The fox moaned from the paw massaging his crotch. Alex brought their lips back together and they continued their kiss.

Corin felt out Alex's abs again and panted heavily from the massage. This was the moment he had longed for. Slowly the fox ran his paw down the dragon's abdominals, circling his abs, until he bumped into something else that was down there. He broke the kiss and looked down at the big bulge in Alex's pants. He gave Alex an unsure look, and the dragon gave him a deep murmur in return to show he took pleasure in the brief touch. "You can touch it if you want, it doesn't bite," the dragon said jokingly, raised and guided Corin's paw to the bulge. The fox swallowed hard. This was more than he hoped for. The heat inside him rose up and he blushed very hard. Alex's dragonhood bulged out his shorts, so that Corin could feel every deformation. The dragon let go of the fox's paw, who did not take note of it until Alex laughed. Corin was stroking over the dragon's shaft of his own accord.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself," Alex laughed and leaned backwards. "Do you want to play a little more with it, foxy?"

"How do you mean?"

"Oh, don't play dumb," Alex said and drew closer to Corin's ear to whisper, "I'm talking about making love, my little foxy."

The dragon got up from the bed and slowly slipped out of his shorts. His penis was pulled down with them and slapped against his belly. Corin's eyes grew bigger at the sight of Alex's impressive privates. His only fear was it was going to be too big for his fit.

"So?" the dragon asked. "I show you mine, you show me yours."

"O-okay..." Corin said feebly. He lay back, hesitantly undressed and unwittingly revealed his butt to the dragon, who murmured in arousal at the sight. When Corin noticed, he whipped back up and looked down, embarrassed. Alex sighed, "Looks like I need to lend someone a hand." The dragon approached Corin, who slid back on the extended couch. Alex knelt on the soft cushion in front of him and gently pulled off the interfering pants. The dragon looked with favor upon the fox's long member, his balls packed in soft fur. He ran a pair of fingers from underneath them and educed a lustful sigh from Corin, who watched the dragon closely. Alex bent down, took the fox's wood in his hand and gave it a long lick. It twitched in his grip and a brief shock coursed through Corin's body, originating from his hard, throbbing member. The fox could not hold in a slight moan and before he even knew what was happening to him, the dragon took it all in his mouth. The brief shock Corin experienced from before increased to a blissful feeling up to an exciting, tingling sensation. The warm dragon mouth felt so exhilarating that he gasped and stopped breathing as Alex sucked on his throbbing hard-on with relish. He coiled his tongue around the fox's length. Corin felt it all over his penis and moaned slightly louder. It did not slip the dragon's attention that Corin obviously enjoyed the blowjob. He used his prehensile dragon tongue to tickle more pleasant moans out of the fox. Alex licked over the sensitive tip and enjoyed sucking at it several times more before he leaned over Corin.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

Corin nodded slightly and the dragon gave him a long and tender kiss. In their kiss, the dragon let himself sink onto Corin. Their inguinal regions rubbed against each other and the fox's moist cock slid about between their bodies. Corin sounded a muffled moan as Alex pretended light thrusts. His dragonhood pressed hard against Corin's groin and he imagined the feeling of the dragon inside him. Alex rose again, placed their dicks together and jerked them leisurely. Corin watched the dragon who gave him a lustful grin.

"Turn around, foxy," the dragon prompted him and he lay on his belly.

Alex spread Corin's legs and lay in between. He lifted his tail, pulled apart his buttocks and started playing at Corin's rosette with his claw. Shortly afterwards, he approached with his snout and gave it a deep lick. Corin moaned loudly and a shiver went through his body. Alex continued and lightly pushed against it with his tongue. The fox lifted his tail automatically which allowed Alex to use both of his hands to pull the fox's buttocks apart. Now he could freely caress Corin's rosette with his tongue. The fox tried not to shake too much, no matter how much the dragon's tongue tickled and aroused him. Corin grabbed a pillow and bit into it, hoping it would help keep him under control. Muffled moans could be heard again as Alex's licks became more frequent and Alex increased the pressure on the tip of his tongue. Eventually the dragon gave him a long and extensive lick over his tailhole. Corin had never felt anything like it before, but he loved it. The moist feeling between his ass cheeks was indeed unusual, but felt all the more interesting. Alex leaned in and stroked Corin's back. The fox turned around and gave the dragon an amorous glance. He wanted Alex to continue to coddle him like that. The dragon stroked Corin's chest, went down over his belly and thighs to his butt and gently slid over his tailhole. Corin murmured at the dragon with arousal. The dragon lightly pressed a finger against it. At first the fox gasped, but he quickly slumped and enjoyed the feeling of the finger playing with his rump. He had complete confidence in Alex; after all, the dragon was the one he had chosen, and his empathy strengthened Corin's confidence in him even more encouraged him to give himself up to the dragon.

The fox got up and felt out the dragon's length with one paw and stroked his lap with the other while he placed a tender kiss on his lips. A comforted rumble sounded from Alex's and he gently stroked Corin's head down his back to the fox's buttocks. There were small, dull spikes on the topside of the dragon's male hood. Additionally, veins embellished his shaft which ended with a pointy and spooned cock tip. Alex was very well endowed and the thought of this big meat inside him stirred Corin's blood. He put a paw on the dragon's chest.

"You'll be gentle, right?"

"Of course," Alex assured him and put him back on the cushion.

The dragon knelt in front of Corin and gently put a paw on his chest. He used his other paw to position his wood onto Corin's tailhole. The fox swallowed hard and hoped it would not hurt too much. He firmly grasped the hand on his chest. Slowly the dragon pushed his member into him. Corin immediately clutched the dragon's paw. Alex's cock stretched him wide and he had difficulties advancing. "Damn, you're tight," the dragon grunted. Corin could feel Alex's penis widening him more and more. His moans grew louder as Alex thrust deeper into him. The dragon grabbed him by the hips and pulled him closer. The pressure on his dick made it difficult for him to advance, the friction was very high. Alex took his hand off Corin's chest and on the other side of his hip to pull the fox towards him with more force. The fox clawed into the couch and breathed heavily, as did Alex. The dragon bent over Corin, grinding his teeth and grunting as he pushed his dragonhood deeper and deeper into Corin's ass. Gradually the fox got used to the pressure and the initial pain had disappeared, as the dragon had hit a point in him that pumped pleasure through his entire body.

As the dragon slowly progressed, he thoroughly massaged the fox with the ridges on his dragonhood. Soon Alex was all the way inside the fox and stayed there for a while before retracting a little bit and thrusting back in. With every thrust, it became easier because Corin got used to it and loosened up. Alex's thrusts became harder which the fox seemed to enjoy very much. He constantly demanded for harder and faster thrusts, and the dragon willingly gave them. With increasing force he thrust his cock all the way into the fox. He moved on to slowly pull his member out of the fox and powerfully thrust back in. Alex educed particularly lustful moans from Corin as he massaged him with his ridged dragonhood. The fox was pushed back and forth on the extended couch and moaned the dragon's name breathlessly. The ridges on top of Alex's male hood also gently massaged Corin's tailhole and he could not get enough of it. The constant pressure on his prostate made him feel his climax nearing, but Corin did not plan to cum so soon.

Alex rose onto his knees and lifted Corin's hip with him to hit him even harder. The dragon breathed heavily; he did not expect it to be this hard. But he did not care; he was actually thrilled to be challenged. He held the fox with one arm in position and stroked through his fur. "Ready?" he asked with a mischievous grin. Corin, still out of breath, gave the dragon a puzzled look. The answer was not long in coming. Alex's following thrust pressed hard against Corin's prostate. His eyes widened in surprise. He growled and gritted his teeth under the intense pressure inside him. Over time he got used to it, but the hard meat all the way inside him and the ridges on top of it massaging his tailhole made it difficult for him to stay calm. Alex had to push very hard, and even if Corin's tailhole had already accustomed to the dragon's girth, it still chafed very intensively on it.

The fox blissfully enjoyed how the dragon widened him inside and forced him to the edge with every new thrust, even if his face gave a different impression. He almost felt like Alex was squeezing something out of him. Both of them were breathing heavier and heavier, and Corin threw his head about on the couch. He tensed up again to hold back his climax. Alex immediately noticed as the pressure on his dick became more intense, which made him falter and thrust harder. The dragon felt his climax approaching fast and gritted his teeth. A burning sensation built up inside Corin, his orgasm imminent. Alex hardly felt any different, the warm insides that squeezed his cock indulged his senses to a point it was almost unbearable for him. He breathed heavier and his rhythm sped up. The dragon's member relentlessly jabbed against Corin's prostate. The fox could feel when he reached the point of no return; he panted and moaned and enjoyed the last moments before he let loose. Corin splayed out his toes and fingers as he soaked the fur on his belly and chest. He even shot up to his face, his cum slowly dripping from his chaps and his open mouth. Alex briefly struggled before he gave the fox one last hard thrust. He growled loudly as he pumped his hot seed into the fox. As Corin came, his insides clenched around the dragonhood up his ass and made Alex moan hard at the clutch. It almost seemed as if Corin intended to milk the dragon and squeeze more out of him than he could take. The fox could not hold Alex's huge load inside him. It squirted right out again and the sticky juices covered the dragon's crotch and Corin's butt.

Both of them shot their last load and Alex fell down onto Corin. His dragonhood was still throbbing inside the fox for a little while before it died away. Corin's wood still throbbed underneath and thin threads of semen connected to his fur. He embraced Alex with his arms and legs and held fast onto him. The slick, sticky fluids were scrawled all over the dragon's chest, which educed a lustful growl from him. Alex's cum slowly ran down Corin's butt and he enjoyed the ticklish feeling very much. Alex wanted to pull his penis out of the fox, but Corin stopped him.

"Don't," he murmured in a low voice. "I want to feel you 'till the end."

Alex smiled softly at the fox and gave him a tender kiss before he lay down on him again. Playfully, he rubbed the sticky fur against his scaly body and nibbled on the fox's shoulder. He himself would have never thought he would take someone as cute as Corin home. He had wanted to do this for years, and every day of waiting had added more passion to their mating tonight.

The fox almost laughed at himself for being so inhibited. If he had not attended the prom, he would not have been able to whisper the following words into the ears of his no-longer-secret crush as they dozed away: "I gotta tell you something... I love you."