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Today was a special day on the city.

Many animals all around were preparing. Some of them were looking forward to the day with positivity and excitement, while others looked at it with contempt.

However, this was a day that they all knew was coming.

That was the day of the Annual Pride March.

And, on his apartment, a certain Komodo dragon who was getting ready for it, just like many others on the city.

Meeting Toki had been a turning point on Gosha's life. She was the kindest and sweetest female he had ever met on his life. He loved her, and they had a daughter together. Even after her passing, she left a mark on Gosha's life that forever changed him.

Gosha's life would never be the same again. He could not go back to how he was before Toki came into his life and widened his horizons on ways he never imagined before.

Both on his everyday life and on his bedroom.

Amazing how an animal who looked so innocent could be so kinky.

She showed Gosha a whole new world.

Which was why her death hit him so hard. However, with time, Gosha's wounds healed, and he was able to move on with his life.

And, once you have been presented to new horizons of love, you could not help but want to explore them.

It was hard having a love life while being a single father, and then having to take care of your grandson while your daughter shut herself in her bedroom. However, Gosha had enough chances to continue living his personal life while raising a family, and he was able to learn much more about himself as time passed.

This was, however, his first time taking part on the March. The first time when he would go out in public and proudly show his options and his idea of love for the world to see.

He thought a lot before making this decision, and now that he did, he was going all the way and not holding back.

He stood in front of the mirror, admiring the outfit he had chosen for the occasion.

He was wearing a full set of rubber clothes, manufactured from high-quality latex rubber of an emerald-green coloration, the same color of his scales. Even the gloves and boots he wore were made of the same high-quality rubber. It was all freshly out of the package, so they still had that delicious smell of fresh rubber. And they contrasted nicely with the black harness he had on his chest, also made of rubber.

Toki would have loved it.

Gosha smiled to himself as he adjusted the rubber jacket he was wearing, feeling the delicious squeeze of the latex against his scales, and he then turned around to leave.

He picked his keys and wallet, putting them on the pocket of his latex shorts, and then he picked up the gas mask over the counter and, on his way out, he also grabbed the long pole he had left by the door.

He locked the door behind himself, and then he went his way.

Some of the people looked at him as he went out on the street like that, but Gosha ignored those looks.

He learned how to completely ignore the looks of others during his time with a wolf wife. He learned not to give attention to those who could not understand and that would judge. Their looks and their whispering could not reach him.

They could never hurt him.

He simply continue to walk, barely minding the sun that was shining above him, high in the sky, in the middle of the summer. Actually, the sun beating down only put him on an even better mood for the day. One of the fringe benefits of being a cold-blooded animal.

After nearly thirty minutes of walking, Gosha arrived on the place. It was on one of the edges of the city, just as it said on the March's website. This was the point from where they would be parting on their walk all across the city, from one end to the other.

And there were already some people in there when the lizard arrived.

Some of them were there for the March as well, as it was possible to see by the way they were dressed or by the fact that some of them, like Gosha, had brought their own long poles.

Others...

"Stop this indecency!" Said a goat who seemed to be the leader of the small crowd forming on the edge of the place the marchers were gathering. "This degeneracy cannot go on! All of you go home, you bunch of depraved inverts!"

Gosha could only roll his eyes. Of course those guys would be there to try and make a scene.

They spoke ill of the March and of everyone who took part on it, but they themselves never missed a single event. Not one of them.

Gosha, like most people there, simply ignored them as they continued with their rants and screams about "protecting the children" and "appealing for decency and good morals", and simply put himself to interact with others. He passed by a horse with white fur wearing only an orange-colored speedo and a pair of heavy black boots, and by a male lion wearing a pink tank-top and matching skirt. He eventually stopped to talk with a male bear and a female eagle who were wearing matching shirts.

The bear's shirt said "IF LOST, RETURN TO MAMA BIRDIE", while the eagle's said "I'M MAMA BIRDIE"

As time passed, more and more animals arrived, as all of them were there to take part on the March. Soon there were dozens of them. Then hundreds. Then a few thousands.

There were so many faces in there that Gosha could not have any hope of possibly looking at all of them at once. He was more worried about putting his mask on as more people came and it started getting crowded.

The mask was also made of rubber. Well, mostly rubber, once it had other elements that made it a fully-functional gasmask, including the filters on the sides of allow Gosha to breathe and the glass on the front to allow the Komodo dragon to see.

However, this gasmask was not for Gosha's own protection, but of those around him.

Gosha was a Komodo dragon, a species of animal that had the ability to produce venom. Gosha's venom was so potent, so noxious, that it could easily melt stone and brick. Not to mention at how dangerous it was to other animals, even when in contact with the skin.

That was why Gosha always took precautions to not endanger others with his venom. One precaution that animals of his kind could take was to wear those gasmasks. Specifically designed to filter their virulent venom and keep other animals around them from accidental exposure to the toxins. The fact that this mask was made of rubber certainly helped, once rubber was one of the few materials, alongside most plastic polymers, that was completely unaffected by Komodo venom.

And, it also served to allow Gosha to feel the scent of rubber with each breathe he took.

Gosha let out a happy lizard murr as he felt the rich latex scent, the tip of his tail flickering excitedly as his hemipenis twitched inside of his rubber pants and underwear (yes, even his underwear was made of rubber, you got a problem with that?). Gosha felt like he could get lost on his own little world. However, there were other things that were about to happen right now.

"Okay then, I guess everyone is here!" Said an animal. This elephant was shirtless, and he had a tattoo on his chest. A rectangle with a myriad of colors and patterns inside.

The flag of universal love.

"Okay then, who going to join the march, get ready! We will be starting in two minutes!" He announced, and everyone cheered at this. They all got ready. Couples were holding their hands as they got ready to start what they had came there to do, and everyone was unfurling the cloth on the end of their poles, allowing their flags to flap free on the wind.

Gosha was among one of those, and he gladly unfurled his flag and allowed it of flap proudly on the wind, blaring its colors. The black, red and yellow of the main body of the flag represented his love for rubber. Inside of it was a heart, which garnered a combination of colors on both horizontal and diagonal lines, the symbols of bisexuality and interspecies love.

Two minutes later, Gosha was ready, and so was everyone else. And so, the March began.

Love knew no boundaries. Love was not limited by gender or species. The great number of same-gender and interspecies marriages, which grew with each passing year, was more than enough proof of it.

However, some people still held on to old standards, saying that love should only be allow within certain pre-stablished parameters, because they were "the natural thing". Those people could be pretty vocal and hostile towards what did not conformed with their own ideas of what was proper or adequate, and tended to shun away anything that they didn't approved.

However, love was not something that could be controlled and put under labels and molds only to satisfy the ideas of a select few. Anyone who has truly experience love was aware of that. And that was why the March existed.

It was an event where all of those who didn't conformed to the norms imposed by the conservatives, and who wanted nothing more than the stand and walk proudly, and celebrate their love, be the way it was.

Those who cherished love wanted nothing more than to celebrate it. To proudly show their love and devotion without any shame or any restraints. That was how the first Annual Pride March came to happen.

It was the one event of the year were all of those who loved came to show and celebrate their pride. Gays, lesbians, bisexuals, pansexuals, asexuals, polyamories, interspecies, and all of the other groups and subgroups who had a form of love they wanted to proudly show to the world and let them know they were not afraid of being who they were, and that the cruel and judgmental society would not be able to bring them down.

They marched. With pride they continued marching. Alongside those they loved, they marched. Carrying the flags with the colors of their pride, they marched. Wearing flashy and daring outfits to show off that they are not intimidated at all, they marched. Without a hint of fear or shame, they all marched.

And Gosha was among them.

He was happy for being there. He was happy for wearing an outfit he loved, displaying proudly the flag of his passions and feelings, and among so many people who accepted and understood him.

Even the yells of the protestors by the edge of the moving crowd of marchers, calling them depraved and perverts, could not bother then at all. They were too far for Gosha to properly hear their cruel words, anyway. He was deep within the marchers, only happy for being among a lot of animals who wanted nothing more than to share in all of the love and acceptance they had with those around them.

Actually, some of them were a bit too keen on sharing.

The March was about showing their pride and letting the world knew they were not intimidate by the cruel society. However, while many wanted to just protest against discrimination, some of them saw those events as a way to vent out some pent-up feelings.

The amount of wandering hands that found their way into Gosha's body ever since the march started over fifty minutes ago was staggering. He received a lot of pinches and slaps into his butt, and he was pretty sure that over sixty different people have groped his twin dicks through his rubber garments.

Now, Gosha knew that this whole event was all about accepting and proudly showing who you are to the world. However, he couldn't deny the clear signs that some of the people who took part on those events only wanted some excuse to do those kinds of things in a public place. Either because it somehow got their rocks off or simply because they thought it was a good way of spitting on the face of the people who called them perverts while, realizing it or not, they proved them right.

Gosha was not in there to judge anyone, though. Besides, he believed that he didn't had any grounds to judge those who exposed their fetishes to the world, considering he was out on the streets wearing an outfit entirely made of rubber, even the underwear, and carrying a flag for his rubber fetish, Gosha had the impression that he had absolutely no right to kink-shame anyone.

He could only hope that they wouldn't go as far as to try and do something indecent on the line of sight of any children. That was something that Gosha would not stand for. Because one thing was to proudly stand for your own passions, another was to expose innocent children to scenes they were not ready to understand.

Now, this might sound hypocritical coming from a guy dressed entire in rubber, but I still assure you that Gosha's points were perfectly valid. This lizard drew his line on having sex on the sightline of underage children.

As a father and a grandfather, that was one thing he would not do.

Which was why he started moving away as soon as some of the people in there started getting too handsy. He even had to slap away a pair of hands when they tried to pull down his pants!

It was better to stay around the folks who were there to actually march in name of their pride. Let those perverts have fun all by themselves. He would have stayed close to them if they were only touching him, but since it seemed that they were actually wanting something else, Gosha decided it was better not to get too involved.

He moved away from them. However, when you move away in the middle of the Pride March, you are bound to end up bumping into one of the many other marchers. This was what happened to Gosha, as he bumped into someone much bigger than himself.

"Oh, sorry!" Gosha said, as he was nearly knocked down into the ground, but was saved from going down by the people who bumped into him, a Kodiak bear who was shirtless with the words "QUEEN OF QUEER" sheared on the fur of is chest. This was a trend of the young mammal lads those days, to shear symbols or even drawings on their fur, nearly like a temporary tattoo.

"It's okay." The bear said to him, "I should have watched where I was going."

With this, the polite young man went on his way, and only then Gosha noticed that, besides being shirtless, he was wearing a long skirt and a pair of high-heel boots. However, the Komodo didn't had much time to think about it, for he then immediately realized that he had lost his gasmask.

"Shit!" Gosha said as he covered his face. Being without a mask on such a crowded place was dangerous. One emotion too strong and he could end up poisoning someone by accident. He had to find that mask!

"Excuse me, has anyone seen a gasmask?" Gosha asked, while trying to keep a hold of his emotions and not let his spit fly on anyone. "Excuse me, I lost my gasmask! Has someone seen it? Anyone? Please, I need to find it!"

Some people heard him, but most of them ignored him, as they were too caught up on celebrating. Because the March was, in nature, a form of celebration. No wonder people ended up getting too carried away on it.

Eventually, Gosha was able to recover his mask.

He caught sight on it amidst the forest of legs of the many marchers. He immediately tried to reach for it, only for it to be kick away. For the next ten minutes, Gosha had to play "chase the gasmask", all the while trying to not get frustrated enough to start salivating venom without control and possibly making a lot of the marchers his unwanted victims.

One time of this happening had been bad enough.

Gosha tried to clear his head of those thoughts. They would only make him start producing venom faster.

Gosha was started to get really frustrated of chasing the gasmask while he desperately tried to tell people to "stop kicking it away and please pick it up carefully for him", while using one of his hands to cover his mouth to his venomous spittle would not fly on others and trying to carry his huge flag with his other hand and not hit anyone with it.

Finally, someone stopped and grabbed it for him. Apparently, this person had heard his voice, and had been kind enough to finally grab his mask and go to his meeting with it on their hands.

"Thank you." Gosha said in relief, as he met with the person who picked up his gasmask for him. "Thank you so mu-"

Gosha's voice died on his throat, as the reptile himself froze. His eyes were wide as he looked at the person who picked up his gasmask for him, while this person also looked back at him with the same wide eyes.

"L-L-LEGOSHI!?" Gosha finally let out in shock, while his grandson seemed to snap as well.

"GRANDPA!?"

"W-what are you doing here!?" Gosha asked, to what Legoshi asked back:

"What are you doing here!? And what are you wearing!?"

He had been looking at the rubber outfit his grandfather had on his body. However, Gosha also looked at the clothes that Legoshi was wearing.

A harness. A pair of black boxers made of rubber. A pair of black rubber boots. A collar on his neck with a leash hanging from it.

And nothing more.

"What are you wearing!?"

They stayed like that for nearly five minutes, before both of them realized that having "what the heck is my relative doing on the Pride March" shocked conversation right in the middle of the March was not the best idea.

Gosha was the one who took the initiative, as he grabbed Legoshi by the hand like he did when the wolf was only a small cub, and steered him through the crowd of marchers, until they eventually arrived on a place where they could talk, which happened to be an empty alley by the side of the street where the marchers were walking. There they would have the privacy to talk in peace.

However, as they both were alone in that alley to talk, the sheer awkwardness of the situation finally sank in. Yes, because few things can be as awkward as meeting a relative of yours on the Pride March when you are both wearing rubber fetish gear.

"So..." Gosha said.

"So..." Legoshi said, and neither of them said anything after that. They just stood there, in front of each other as they felt awkward. Legoshi was using his hands to hide his body, as if he had suddenly been caught naked in the middle of the streets. Gosha was the one who finally worked the courage to break the silence.

"So... is this your first time in the Pride Walk?" He asked. He would not be asking what Legoshi was doing there. Now that he had (partially) recovered from the shock, he was able to deduce that Legoshi was there for the very much same reason as him.

Legoshi, on his turn, could only nod back at him.

"I see..." Gosha said, and he refrained from asking about what Legoshi was wearing. However, he did asked him:

"Did your bunny girlfriend talked you into coming? Is she here as well?"

It made sense to assume that the bunny would be there as well. After all, one of the aspects of pride that the March celebrated was interspecies love. It made perfect sense that a carni-herbi couple would be on the pride together for celebrating their love.

However, it apparently was not the case.

"H-Haru and I... are not together anymore." Legoshi said, and this surprised Gosha.

Apparently, after Legoshi dropped out, he and Haru have tried the whole "real dating" thing for a while. However, things didn't turned out the way they expected.

It was not only because their schedules didn't matched, because of Haru's college and Legoshi's work. They just didn't clicked. Back in Cherryton, they were like a pair of teenagers involved in a forbidden love. However, as they tried to whole dating thing as more mature adults, there was just some kind of distance between the two of them.

However, the real smoking gun on their "this is not going to work" was the fact that, when they went to a show on a date in which, at a point, there were some muscular guys on stage wearing only speedos, Legoshi got the biggest boner of his life only by watching them. Luckily, he and Haru were the only ones who noticed it.

"That was kind of how I started to realize I was actually attracted to males..." Legoshi confessed to his grandpa, a vivid blush visible through his facial fur. Gosha, on his turn, only listened carefully to Legoshi's self-discovery story.

"Yeah, they do say that high school romances don't last..." Legoshi said, seeming a bit sad that things didn't worked out with Haru.

"Sorry about that." Gosha said, to what Legoshi said:

"Haru was understanding. She said that it was okay. She said that it was fun, and that, thanks to me, she had a much better idea of what actual love was like. We still talk over the phone and she is always encouraging me to try and find a nice guy to be with, and asking me to invite her for my wedding, and that she will invite me to hers'."

Gosha nodded.

"Well, good to know you two are still friends." He said, and Legoshi nodded at this, saying that he too was glad that they could be friends, but he still felt bad for having fallen out of love with her like that. It made him feel as if he had let her down, after how much he claimed to love her.

"Believe me, it was better this way." Gosha said to his grandson. "It would have been much worse for both of you if you had led her on by making her think you still loved her. In the end both of you would end up hurt, and you would not even be able to be friends anymore."

Legoshi had the feeling that his grandpa knew what he was talking about. He even wondered if he had some kind of similar experience on his past. However, he refrained from asking any questions on the matter, and instead he only thanked him for the advice, smiling at his grandpa. Gosha smiled back at him, as he was glad that he could make Legoshi feel better, even if just a little bit.

"So... you are here all by yourself?" Gosha asked, to what Legoshi nodded.

"Yeah." He said to his grandpa. "I decided that it was a good idea. I mean, I thought it could help me with accepting that I like males."

"Mhm..." Gosha said to him. "And, about what you are wearing..."

Legoshi blushed, as all of sudden he got aware again of what he was wearing in front of the man who once changed his diapers. He blushed again as he vainly tried to cover himself up.

"T-this part was Haru's idea." Legoshi said, "I mean, not really 'her' idea. I mean, she didn't told me to wear this and come, is just that... Back when we were trying to date, she told me to try and look more into the things that excited me. I didn't got it, but I did some... experimenting, I guess?"

"I did tried fake leather and silk lingerie, and I kind of liked both." Legoshi explained, while Gosha couldn't help but stare at his grandson.

Lingerie...?

"But, the one thing I loved the most was rubber." Legoshi said, as he placed a hand on the short he was wearing. "I always kind of liked the smell that rubber has. And when I found out they made clothes about them I decided to try it on and... well... it just feels nice to wear them, you know? It feels nice. They are so snug..."

If Legoshi had been born a feline, he would be purring as he shifted his body, causing the rubber boxers he was wearing to squeak as they shifted. It was clear that the wolf was happy for having them on. Gosha looked at his grandson, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed and sympathize at the same time.

He was embarrassed because it was his grandson we are talking about. However, he could fully sympathize as a fellow rubber fetishist.

"They are so shiny and feel so nice..." Legoshi said, as he looked down at his own boxers, and then he looked at the clothes that his grandpa was wearing, and recognizing the familiar glow of rubber.

"You... like it too, Grandpa?" Legoshi asked, and Gosha confessed that he did.

Apparently, some fetishes were hereditary. Legoshi had the very same passion for rubber as Gosha himself. And, like Gosha, Legoshi had found out this love due to the encouragement of a woman on his life.

Man, amazing how a pair of animals could have so much in common. Especially when they were relatives.

"Are they new?" Legoshi asked, as he looked at the clothes Gosha was wearing, his sensitive wolf nose twitching. "They smell like they are new. My boxers are kind of old because I bought them online."

"Yes, Legoshi, they are all new." Gosha said to Legoshi, all of a sudden he was feeling more comfortable. Perhaps it was the fact that he now knew that he and Legoshi shared a common fetish as fellow adults. Although it still felt strange for him to think of is darling grandson as an adult. "The mask too."

Legoshi looked at the gasmask, which he still had on his hand, and he approached it from his face. His nose twitched as his sensitive olfactory glands picked up the unmistakable smell of fresh rubber. Yeah, this mask was definitely new. It was out of the package recently. Maybe even earlier on that same day.

It was so delicious...

"Legoshi?" Gosha asked, but Legoshi had apparently didn't hear him. The wolf was too busy fitting the mask on his face and breathing in deeply.

If it was any other animal, Gosha would have panicked, because this animal could be on a serious risk of poisoning themselves by placing the recently used gasmask of a Komodo on their face. However, Legoshi, as is grandson, was immune to his poison, so there was no danger.

Legoshi closed his eyes as he breathed in deeply, letting the smell go into his nasal cavities and all the way to his brain.

Legoshi shivered in delight, his tail wagging happily behind him as he took in that delicious aroma. Between his legs, his rubber boxers were starting to tent as the blood quickly flowed in direction to his crotch.

When Gosha saw that tent forming, his face felt like it was about to ignite.

"Legoshi!" Gosha said, placing a hand on Legoshi's shoulder, and this seemed to make the wolf snap out of the little latex nirvana he was into and realize what he was doing. He blushed hard as he looked down and saw the tent on his rubber boxers, before hastily removing the mask and giving it back to Gosha, who took it back while the wolf apologized.

"It's okay." Gosha said to him, "It is your first time experience those kinds of things, it is normal to get carried away." He said that, but he was still reeling from seeing a tent forming on his grandson's rubber garments while he huffed on his gasmask.

And tried to keep one from forming on his own...

"We better... go back to the March, yes." Gosha said, replacing the mask on his face and picking up his flag from the wall. Luckily, Legoshi's erection had been quick to subside, and now it was not as visible. They were safe to go back.

"Wait, Grandpa." Legoshi said, placing a hand on his gradnfather's shoulder, Gosha turned to look at Legoshi, and he saw that he was still blushing.

"C-could you..." Legoshi said, seeming really bashful. "Could you... hold my leash?"

Gosha blinked.

"Huh...?"

"M-my leash." Legoshi said, picking up the strip of rubber that connected to the collar around his neck, also made of rubber. "I-it is one of the things I liked while experimenting. I saw those pictures of canines being guide by their partners by a leash and I... I really liked it. Haru and I tried it in my apartment, and it felt really nice following someone around. But, since we broke up I thought it would not be good to ask Haru to come here with me..."

Legoshi was looking down as he spoke that, and then, he offered his leash to the Komodo dragon.

"C-could you take me, Grandpa? Please?"

Legoshi clearly didn't understood the many ways what he was doing and saying could be interpreted. It was enough to make Gosha blush even harder, and it also served to make it even harder to keep his twin dicks from getting hard between his legs.

His mind traveled back to decades ago, when Leano was on her knees before him, wearing a collar of her own around her neck, a thin strip of tissue hanging from the collar, which she held on her two hands and then offered to the Komodo dragon standing before her, looking up at her with those helpless, puppy-like eyes.

"Please, take good care of me..." She said as she looked up at gosha with those helpless eyes. It was the single cutest thing Gosha ever saw on his life.

And now there was Legoshi, offering him his leash while looking at him with those same cute eyes.

There was just no way Gosha could even think of refusing. However, he did felt tense as he walked back into the crowd, now holding one flag on his hand and Legoshi's leash on the other, with the wolf following behind rather obediently as his tail wagged behind him.

"Hey there guys! Enjoying yourselves, huh?"

"What a nice doggy! Can I pet him?"

"That boy is cute! You got a nice caught in there, friend!"

"You taking this doggy home with you when this is over? If not, then I'll gladly take him off your hands!"

Those were just a few examples of the things Gosha and Legoshi heard as they made their way into the March and people took notice of the two.

Legoshi interpreted all of this as them being friendly, and he smiled back at them as they smiled his way. His tail continued to wag as he received what he perceived as compliments, like the ones that he was cute or handsome. The ones that called him a "good boy" made his tail wag the harder.

Gosha, on the other hand, perceived the compliments on a different light. He had more awareness than Legoshi to know that there was more to the compliments when they said that Gosha "got a nice catch in there", or that "they looked adorable together", or when they talks about Gosha "taking that puppy home and giving him a lot of love".

Well, in their defense, they had no way of knowing that the wolf and Komodo were grandson and grandfather. How would they, after all? It made more sense of them to imagine that the lizard had caught himself a nice mammal to play with after the March was over. And Gosha himself grasped this perception they had, which seemed to completely escape Legoshi.

This only made him blush under his mask. After all, all of the displays of love and eve of lust shown on the March were one thing. However, a grandfather behaving like that towards his own grandchild? Now that was a lot of taboo, even by the March's standards.

Which was why Gosha could not just correct the people's assumptions and explain that Legoshi was his grandson. That would make the situation even more awkward. Besides, Gosha was not sure if they would actually believe him or think it was some kind of sexual roleplaying that he and the wolf enjoyed doing.

So, he limited himself to try and ignore them and continue marching. And to steer Legoshi away from those who had wandering hands by gently tugging on his leash. Legoshi might be legally an adult, but he was still his darling grandson, and he would not allow for some perverts to grope him.

He should, however, have kept his eyes open all the time, as someone else approached Legoshi from behind in the midst of the moving crowd.

"So, tell me, puppy..." Said a voice on Legoshi's ear, which almost made the wolf jump, and look over his shoulder to see a gazelle wearing a mask and tinted googles, who was a bit too close for comfort, and had a very suspicious smell.

"You plan to keep walking with this lizard, or do I have a chance of taking you home with me?"

The way he asked that was friendly. Legoshi had a vague idea of what he meant, once he was not as innocent as when he was just a kid. Legoshi did refused him as politely as he could, saying he was happy with his grandpa.

"Grandpa, huh?" The gazelle said, "Well, that's more original than 'daddy', I assume."

Legoshi looked at him with a confused expression. That was when the Gazelle reached out for his a pocket on his harness he wore over the full-body latex suit he was wearing and pulled out something.

"Here." He said, offering what he took out of his pocket to the wolf. "A thing to help you get more intimate with your 'grandpa'. And, if you want, you can give me a call. I'll be close to those horses."

After practically shoving the object into Legoshi's bigger hand, the gazelle went his way, moving with surprising speed for an animal of his species. Legoshi looked at him for a while, and then he looked down at the object that the gazelle put on his mouth.

"A candy?" Legoshi muttered to himself, as he looked at the small thing in bright red packaging. The words " LOVE CARAMEL" written in the front, over the big pink heart emblazoned in it.

Legoshi never heard of this brand before. But again, he was never too much of a sweet tooth.

He was, however, a huge fan of caramels.

Legoshi wasted no time in just opening the candy's packaging and putting the thing on his mouth. He chewed into it, and was delighted when he could taste the delicious peanut-butter filling dancing on his tongue. His tail wagged even faster behind him. All the while Gosha tried to steer Legoshi further away from anyone who could try to lay hands on the wolf, who was still too innocent for his own good, unaware that Legoshi made the really poor mistake of accepting candy from a stranger.

As Gosha moved across the March, with Legoshi obediently following behind the man who held his leash, and he ended up taking his grandson to one of the very edges of the March. As they slightly separated from the mass of marchers, they were greet with the voices of animals who definitely were not there to celebrate anything.

"You are all sinners!" Said the deer on the front of the group. "Nothing but a bunch of inverts and sinners! You will all burn in hell for your depravity!"

"Just go home, you perverts!"

"Go put some clothes!"

"Don't kiss in the middle of the street! Think of the children!"

"You fucking faggots and deviants!"

Gosha was starting to think that maybe the gropers were better than those guys throwing insults at them. He just hoped that none would resort to tossing rotten fruit on them like they did on the last year's March, according to what Gosha heard.

Gosha planned to just ignore them. Legoshi, however...

"Why are you all yelling?" Legoshi asked them. "We are not doing anything!"

"Not doing anything!?" Said a lion who looked at them. "Are you serious! Look at yourself, you pervert! Being paraded by this filthy lizard like some trophy! You shameless mutt!"

"Hey!" Legoshi said, now all of a sudden angry. "Don't call me grandpa 'filthy'!"

The lion looked at the wolf.

"Grandpa?" He said, and then, assuming it was some kind of sick little roleplaying those two were making, he said:

"You really are disgusting! The two of you!"

Now it was Gosha's turn to glare at the guy from behind is mask, due to the way he just spoke about Legoshi. The wolf was already baring his fangs at him, his fur standing up as he was now getting ready to go against that lion who kept hurling insults at his grandpa. Him and the other animals calling them perverts and depraved.

Gosha once more had no choice but to tug on Legoshi's leash to steer him away from the place and back into the crowd of marchers. In there they were safe from the judgmental eyes from that bunch of bigots.

However, before he could:

"And a Komodo dragon, on top of it all! That dumb wolf slut is certainly wanting to get himself killed! Those filthy lizards are a hazard to anyone near them! You can't even touch one without risking dying!"

"Yes you can!" Legoshi said, turning to them. "Watch!"

Before Gosha could process what was happening, Legoshi turned him around and started touching his body. He Ran his hands over Gosha's chest and over his arms. He ran it over the rubber-covered parts, as well as over the scales of his arms. He ran then over his neck, although he didn't removed his mask. He then kneeled and started to touch Gosha's lower body.

"L-Legoshi!" Gosha let out on a squeaky voice. The wolf continued touching him, running his hands over Gosha's bare legs, and even over his tail.

"See! I can touch him all I want!" Legoshi said, apparently disregarding the fact that he, as Gosha's grandson, was immune to his venom. All the while people stared at this. The protesters looked with wide eyes, many of them feeling outraged. The marchers, on their end, stopped to look, and many liked what they were seeing.

Gosha was blushing behind his mask as Legoshi ran his hands over his body on that way.

At first, Legoshi was just doing it to prove that there was no problem touching a Komodo dragon to those jerks who dared insult his grandfather. However, as he kept doing it, the way he was touching Gosha changed, as his mind turned on to other factors he had not been considering before.

This rubber... feels so good. Legoshi thought. And it smells good too... and Grandpa... his scales... feel almost as nice as the rubber. I can feel his muscles under them. He is so strong. I-I never noticed how he smelled nice. Lizard smell is so exotic. And Grandpa smells so nice. H-his smell is mixing with the rubber. It is good. S-so good... I-I feel h-hot all of a sudden...

The touches, once sure and professional like those of a doctor, soon were becoming tender and lasting, like those of a lover. Legoshi was panting as he touched that scaly body, both its bare parts and the ones covered in rubber. His hands groped Gosha's buttocks through the rubber, before slowly moving to the front. A lot of smell was coming from there...

"Legoshi!" Gosha said, looking down at his grandson, who was currently touching and groping his crotch through his rubber garments, a dazed look forming on his face as his tail wagged. He felt his face burning in mortification when Legoshi leaned forward and started nuzzling and then licking his crotch, starting to pant as he did, his fingers fumbling with the top of Gosha's shorts, where the buttons were. Gosha realized Legoshi was trying to open his shorts.

"Legoshi! What are you doing!?" He said, as he reached down and stopped Legoshi by grabbing his wrists gently, causing the wolf to pause and look up at him.

"G-Grandpa..." Legoshi said, his voice sounding strange. He then stood up, threw his arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug.

"I love you so much!" Legoshi said, as his hips moved as he rubbed Gosha, causing their hips to grind together. At this point, the protesters looked completely scandalized, while the marchers who were watching all started cheering.

Gosha, on his end, was still processing all that was happening, blushing with mortification as Legoshi hugged and dry-humped him. It got even worse when, through the grinding of their crotches, Gosha realized that Legoshi was getting erect inside of his rubber boxers. No, he was already fully erect. Gosha could feel the outline of his grandson's hard wolf dick against his crotch.

Worse yet. All of this movement and grinding was causing Gosha himself to get hard! He could feel how his two cocks were getting hard between his legs from all of the stimulation of this absurd situation he suddenly found himself into.

"G-Grandpa..." Legoshi whined as he hugged Gosha tighter. "I feel so hoooooooot!"

Gosha panicked, and he reacted by instinct. He placed an arm around Legoshi. He would have used the other one, had he not been holding his flag with it. Gosha was starting to regret having brought that huge thing.

Then, with skilled movements, Gosha managed to maneuver Legoshi, still hugging him, around so he could take him away. Things were made easier, but more awkward, when Legoshi wrapped his legs around Gosha's hips. His tail wagged as he continued humping against the Komodo, causing both of their rubber garments to squeak as they grinded together.

Gosha was glad that he was in top shape, for he could easily carry the weight of his grandson, held onto him like a newborn sloth in the body of the mother, as he made his way into the crowd, escaping both the angry yelling of the protesters and the excited (even horny) cheers of the marchers.

However, he ended up going in direction to the marchers and, as they saw ow the wolf was eagerly humping on the body of the lizard holding him, some of them were getting pretty excited by the show, and some of them even wanted to join in. The handsy ones were really getting riled up at this point...

Gosha managed to carry Legoshi all the way across the March, as he looked for a place where they could hide from sight, away from those horny marchers so they both could collect their thoughts and understand what was going on.

Luckily, Gosha was able to steer clear from all of the marchers who were trying to get their hands into them (and inside their rubber pants), and carry Legoshi all the way into yet another alley, where they could avoid the eyes of the rest of the marchers.

"Legoshi!" Gosha said as he entered in what he thought was a relatively safe environment. He dropped his flag, letting it fall into the ground as he focused all of his attention on the wolf he was carrying on his arms, who was still humping and grinding against his body, and also whimpering nearly as if he was wounded. His tail was still wagging, though.

"Legoshi! Get off me and calm down!" Gosha said in exasperation, as he urgently, but as kindly as possible, tried to make Legoshi let go of him. Eventually, he succeeded, and Legoshi was panting like he ran a marathon at this point. A huge tent formed on his rubber boxers as he was hard as diamond inside of them.

"S-so hard..." Legoshi whimpered, as he tried to go back to dry-humping Gosha, only for the flustered lizard to push him away. "So hoOoOoOoOoOt!"

His broken howl betrayed how needy the wolf clearly was at that moment. Gosha wondered how it was possible. Then a though occurred him.

He asked Legoshi if anyone on the March gave him anything suspicious. That was when Legoshi told Gosha about the gazelle and the caramel he gave him. Gosha was livid.

"And you just ate it!?" Gosha practically yelled, while his grandson continued to pant. "Legoshi! That was not a normal caramel! That was an aphrodisiac! And a strong one, by the way you're acting now! Didn't I told you to never accept candy from strangers!?"

Legoshi whimpered. Both at being yelled at by his grandpa and from the sheer need he was feeling. His cock ached inside of his boxers, and the wolf was now shamelessly touching himself through them.

"Dammit, I heard that some people can have strokes due to the effect of strong aphrodisiacs!" Gosha said in desperation, as he grabbed Legoshi's wrists. "I gotta take you to a hospital! We gotta get this thing out of your system!"

However, he totally underestimated the strength of a horny male wolf.

Legoshi bared his fangs, as he turned things around and now he was the one holding Gosha's wrists. With a force and aggressiveness that Gosha didn't thought his sweet little grandson could have, Legoshi forced Gosha back, making him collide with the wall.

Now, if it was any other person doing this to him, Gosha would have reacted quickly to push them back and defend himself, even being a pacifist. However, since it was Legoshi doing this, Gosha could not bring himself to be violent. He could never bring himself to hurt the only remaining family he had left.

He would never be able to forgive himself if he did.

"Legoshi!" Gosha said, as the wolf pinned him against the wall, holding his wrists against the wall hard enough to keep Gosha, who was very strong himself, from moving his arms. All he could do was look back at Legoshi, who was growling back at him as he glared at Gosha with eyes that nearly looked like they were turning red.

Legoshi approached him, still growling as he put his muzzle very close to Gosha's neck. For a moment, the Komodo thought that Legoshi would bite him.

However, the wolf did nothing of the short.

He instead started to sniff Gosha's neck. Then to nuzzle him. Then to lick him.

Gosha took a few moments to realize what was going on. It was the aphrodisiac Legoshi ate. It was affecting the wolf and make him crave contact. Making him crave the smell, the feel, and even the taste of a potential partner.

And it seemed that Gosha was the one filling the role of the "partner".

Gosha tried to reason with Legoshi. He tried to get his wolf grandson to let go of him and relax so he could take him to a doctor to see to that drug on his system. However, Legoshi was not having any of that. He was holding Gosha firmly against the wall as he sniffed and licked his neck, drinking on the smell and flavor of his grandfather. A masculine essence that he never truly noticed up until that moment.

All the while, Legoshi went back to rubbing his body on his grandpa without any shame. His hips moved as he dry-humped Gosha fervently, causing their crotches to rub together. The rubber they were wearing squeaked as they pressed together and produced friction, which reached both of their members on the inside of their rubber garments.

Gosha's feeble attempts of getting Legoshi to let go of him were getting even feebler, as the situation was making Gosha himself get harder due to the assault on all of his senses. From the smell of rubber on his mask to the feeling on his privates as Legoshi humped against him.

"Grandpa..." Legoshi moaned, panting as he spoke directly on Gosha's earhole. "I love you so much... your scales... they shine as much as the rubber... they shine like jewels..."

Gosha's eyes widened.

Legoshi didn't realized it, but he said the exact same words that his own grandmother once said to Gosha. Gosha's scales stood up as the memories triggered from those words came back to him all at once.

The happy memories. The sad memories. The fond memories. The dreaded memories...

And the naughty memories.

"T-Toki..." Gosha whimpered weakly, as all that was left of the fight left his body, and he started to melt on Legoshi's touch. His muscles relaxed, including his hands, as the wolf continued to hold his wrists.

Feeling the lizard stop resisting, Legoshi changed his grip on his arms. Instead of holding his wrists, Legoshi was now holding his hands. Their fingers intertwined as their palms pressed together. Both of them moaned as Legoshi continued to grind his body against Gosha's. And the lizard started to grind back against him.

Gosha's two cocks were now as hard as Legoshi's dick, tenting their garments and rubbing together through three barriers of rubber, while grandson and grandfather surrendered to their feelings.

They were both trembling as Legoshi started moving again. From Gosha's neck, he passed to Gosha's chest. Then to his belly. Legoshi gradually crouched before his grandfather, nuzzling and licking the rubber and Gosha's scales, drinking from all the delicious feels that both offered to him. All the while Gosha looked down on him. Legoshi had let go of his wrists, so now he could move his hands.

However, instead of pushing Legoshi back, Gosha simply looked down on him as he nuzzled him. He even started petting Legoshi's head with one of his hands, as he said the same words to him that he once said to Toki.

"Good wolf... such a good wolf..."

Those words made Legoshi's tail wag even harder, and his hard cock throb inside of his rubber boxers. The wolf was panting as his tongue lolled out of his mouth, his drool dripping from it. He was now on his knees before Gosha, and he was rubbing his face on the tenting pants of the Komodo, feeling the smell and touch of rubber, and this was working to make him feel even harder.

Legoshi was eager. He reached with his hands, but stopped. He looked up at his grandpa, seeing his eyes looking at him through the lenses of Gosha's gasmask.

Gosha looked at the wolf on his knees before him. Looking up to him and asking him for permission.

Gosha gave it with a single nod.

Legoshi then grabbed the waistband of Gosha's rubber shorts and pulled it down. The quality rubber stretched as the waistband was pull down, causing the tenting members to be free from them.

However, they were still trap in a pair of briefs of shiny black rubber.

Legoshi shivered as he saw that shiny rubber, the smell of it mixing with the smell of the musk from the male before him and turning into a delicious fragrance that was driving the wolf crazy.

With shaky hands, Legoshi held the waistband of that rubber underwear and pulled out down. The pair of reptilian members slipped free from their rubber prison, and slapped Legoshi right into the nose.

Being hit by the sheer smell of a male felt like being hit by a truck. It caused Legoshi to let out a helpless moan as his tail wagged at great speeds. He used his two hands to handle those two dicks, holding them and massaging them drove by pure instinct. It was also by pure instinct that Legoshi went ahead and started licking those dicks, tasting the clear liquid that came from them.

It was strong and a little bittersweet. Legoshi loved it.

It made his cock throb so hard between his legs that Legoshi just couldn't help himself anymore.

Legoshi started massaging one of the cocks with his left hand. His right hand left the cock it was attending, but it was quickly replaced by Legoshi's muzzle, as he took that dick into his mouth and started to suck on it like a straw. Meanwhile, his right hand snaked its way inside of his rubber garments and found his hard cock, and immediately started really fast.

Legoshi preferred to start slow and go increasing speed as he thought of exciting images on his head. However, as horny as he was due to the effects of the aphrodisiac-filled caramel he ate, Legoshi was not on the mood to go slow. He was masturbating like there was no tomorrow, while he worked diligently on those two cocks with both a hand and his own muzzle, much for Gosha's enjoyment.

Gosha would moan Legoshi's name as the wolf worked on his cocks, while still having time to call him a "good boy" as he petted his head. That fast-moving hand and warm and wet muzzle felt so good around his cocks, working them with so much skill. Gosha would definitely never have guessed that this was Legoshi's first time.

Perhaps for being his first time, Legoshi was not able to keep his focus properly when his own orgasm hit.

As his hand moved madly inside of his rubber garments as he masturbated, his member throbbed and spasmed as the canine peaked.

Legoshi, who up until now only form of sexual gratification had been masturbation, totally forgot he was with an actual partner this time. He gasped, letting one of Gosha's cocks slip free from his mouth, as his left hand let go of the other as he fell back, landing on his butt on the ground.

Inside his boxers, his right hand moved masturbating madly. The wolf moaned as he felt orgasm wash over him. His cock flared and spilled his cum inside of his rubber clothing, mating Legoshi's fur in white as the wolf continued to ride his orgasm by masturbating as he moaned like a dying animal.

By the time his orgasm subsided, Legoshi was shivering from head to toe as he was only able to let out weak moans as he masturbated for a few more moments, before he let go as he yelped due to overstimulation.

He pulled his hand off his boxers, coated with his own juices.

Legoshi shivered as he relaxed. He looked at his own hand, coated on his own juices, and then he did what he always did: licked it clean.

Legoshi was used to his own taste, as he always licked his cum off his own hand when he masturbated. On some occasions he even drink it "right from the tap", as he would take his own member on his muzzle and suck. One of the advantages of being a canine and, therefore, able to lick his own crotch.

Legoshi moaned softly as he tasted himself. The taste of his own semen always worked to make him moan.

Perhaps it had been one of the early indications that he fancied males more than females?

Legoshi felt something off, and he looked down.

His member was still hard and tenting his rubber garments. Legoshi was surprised from this, because usually he went flaccid after cumming like he just did. However, there was his member, still hard and still throbbing, and feeling extra-sensitive after Legoshi had just orgasmed.

So sensitive that the mere friction against his rubber underwear as the wolf shifted as he sat on the ground was enough to send shivers up Legoshi's spine and make him whine as the need started to build up once more.

"Having fun there, sweetheart?" Said a voice that made Legoshi look up and look at Gosha. He had completely forgotten his grandfather was there! He nearly felt like being bashful and trying to conceal his boner, but the need building up again only made him whine submissively at the lizard.

"Well, that is all well and good." Gosha said, very sweetly, with a smile behind that mask. "But, I kind of want to have my fun now."

The way he said this caused Legoshi to whimper as his ears went flat against his head.

"Now, get on your feet, turn around and lean on that wall for me, yes?" Gosha asked, in a sweet but patronizing manner. A way he never spoke with Legoshi before on his life. This caused Legoshi to feel all weird and fuzzy inside.

The wolf did as instructed. He got up to his feet, turned around and walked to the opposite wall, and leaned over it by using his hands to support himself. This put him in a position with his butt stuck out, his tail tucked between his legs as the wolf looked back at the lizard.

Gosha walked to Legoshi, his twin cocks hanging freely and bobbing with each step he took, and then he grabbed Legoshi's butt.

This caused Legoshi to jump slightly, the blush on his face intensifying as he felt those strong hands landing on his butt and then groping and kneading it like a baker would do to dough. He even yelped when Gosha gave his butt a slap, before he grabbed the back of his rubber shorts and pulled them down.

Legoshi could do nothing as the lizard pulled his shorts down to expose his butt. He didn't wanted to do nothing to stop it. Not even when Gosha grabbed his tail and forcefully pulled it up, causing the wolf to yelp.

"Nice tailhole." Gosha said, as he admired that little pink pucker in between Legoshi's buttocks. "I'm gonna love wrecking it."

Gosha was speaking in away Legoshi never thought he would, and speaking words Legoshi never imagined he would say. This caused the wolf to shiver as his hard cock throbbed.

Gosha himself would not normally talk to others like that, and never to his own grandson. However, everything that happened has worked to make Gosha, for the first time in many years, to switch fully into male-mode. The Komodo dragon was now an animal guided entirely by his primal needs. All of the reasonable thoughts had been push to the back of his head to open space to allow instinct to take hold and do what needed to be done:

To breed the animal he was with under the pretense of passing his genes down and perpetuating his species.

And it didn't mattered if the animal in question could bear his children or not. It was irrelevant. All that mattered at this stage was to consummate the deed.

Especially after being basically blue-balled when this stupid bitch stopped sucking his cocks so he could stroke his own...

Gosha wasted no time with foreplay. He just pressed one of his cocks into Legoshi's tailhole and pushed. Legoshi's spit and Gosha's pre made for a surprisingly good lube. Not as good as those that the sex shops sold, but they were certainly better than going in dry. Legoshi still squealed like a little girl.

A bit too loud for Gosha's taste.

"Shhhh." Gosha placed a hand on Legoshi's muzzle. "Don't make so much noise. It will ruin the moment."

And Gosha forced his fingers on Legoshi's mouth, and the wolf was not able to do anything. He felt the fingers being pressed against his tongue, and some kind of instinct Legoshi didn't knew he had took over. Legoshi closed his lips around those fingers and started to suck on then like a newborn would be while drinking milk from their mother's breast.

"Good bitch." Gosha murred in satisfaction, as he started moving his hips. Slow at first, but soon gaining speed and power.

Legoshi moaned as Gosha fucked him, and the lizard was not being the gentlest of partners at that moment. He was too focused on having his own release to care too much about his partner, especially after said partner already treated himself to his own orgasm, leaving Gosha hanging in the process.

Gosha went all out on Legoshi's butt for the next minutes. One of his cocks went in and out of the wolf's tailhole while the other one was position in a way that it was rubbing on Legoshi's soft furry buttocks, granting Gosha just as much pleasure as the tailhole.

Gosha even thought of trying to fit his two cocks in at once, but the worry for his grandson's wellbeing was able to speak loud enough that he decided not to try it.

Not now, at least.

And he still cared enough about Legoshi to angle his cock in a way that it hit Legoshi's prostate, as he was able to figure out where it was once he hit him with a thrust and caused the wolf to squeal in pleasure around Gosha's fingers.

Legoshi shivered and moaned around those scaly digits as Gosha went to town on his ass, pressing his chest on the wall and causing his butt to stuck out even more, so Gosha could pound it even harder.

Gosha even grabbed the leash on Legoshi's collar again and started pulling it as he bred the wolf. Legoshi moaned and sucked harder on those fingers as he started to move his hips as well, pushing back against Gosha to meet with his thrusts.

"Good bitch." Gosha said, as he saw how eager Legoshi was for this. It was, most likely, because of the aphrodisiac, but Gosha was too far into male-mode to give an actual shit about it. "Such a good bitch. Just like that. You love this? You love this scaly dick up your slutty hole? Of course you do! Take it! Take it all, you bitch! I'm gonna make you heavy with my babies!"

Legoshi shivered as Gosha talked to him like that. Neither of them would last much longer. Gosha's fucking was getting pretty rough and wild, and Legoshi's cock was throbbing hard between his legs as his prostate got pounded into oblivion by the lizard behind him.

Gosha hissed in pleasure as he hit his orgasm. His two cocks flared as they released their semen. The one inside Legoshi's tailhole painted the inside of the wolf's ass with the thick baby-batter, while the other one shot all of its white load over the wolf's back, marking him in white on his grayish fur.

Legoshi's second orgasm hit as well, and the wolf moaned loud like a bitch in heat around Gosha's fingers, as his cock flared and released his load, resulting on his balls now being left completely empty. And this second orgasm was what it took to work the aphrodisiac completely out of his system.

After their orgasms subsided, they were both left panting, as they recovered from the intense little session they had on that damp and dirty alley.

They took two minutes to realize someone was watching them.

"Well, that was quite a show." Said the female hyena wearing only a pink bikini set. She had a male lion by her side, with his hands tied behind his back, a ball-gag on his mouth, a collar on his neck (with a leash held by the hyena's hand), and was wearing only an orange-colored speedo, which was tenting with a clear erection.

"Now, if you two lovebirds are finished there, maybe you might want to join the march, because we kind of want to use this place too." Said the hyena, as she started touching and groping he lion's erection through his speedo, causing him to moan. "Gotta get this big boy soft so we can go back to marching without being arrested for public indecency. If you guys want to keep going, that's fine, we don't mind company."

They looked at the two for a few moments, before Gosha, with a smile from behind his mask, said that they were done.

The Komodo pulled his cock out of Legoshi's tailhole (causing some of his cum to gush out), cleaned the cum from Legoshi's back with a tissue from the pockets of his rubber clothes, pulled his shorts back up and then adjusted his own flaccid cocks back into his own garments. He then picked Legoshi's leash and his flag and made his way out of the alley with Legoshi obediently following on tow.

"Now, big boy, time to give it to mama..." Gosha heard the hyena say to the lion as he made his way out of there with Legoshi. As they both resumed marching, they were still a little bit high from their orgasm. Perhaps this was why Gosha snaked his long reptile tail up Legoshi's leg and started using it to cup the wolf's junk while he guided the wolf through the march.

Legoshi shivered from this type of touch, blushing as he continued to follow his grandpa through their Pride March together.

The first of many more to come.