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It was a clear Saturday night, right in the heart of weekend. Finally, I can get all this weight off my shoulders and lean back…

I lay there on my side, curled into the tight space on my bed that I was left with, between the wall and him. Oteric. The sheer size of his dragon body resting right next to me didn't exactly leave me much space, and he was already on the edge of my bed which obviously wasn't dragon-sized. Not even sized for two humans, actually. He just barely fit, wary of not nudging too far and fall off, keeping his arms and legs close and his tail was practically on the floor.

It was late. I couldn't see the clock, as the sight of my nightstand was blocked off by his dark-blue scaled chest and his grey-scaled belly, but it was late. I began to feel sleepy, yet I couldn't sleep. My mind was active, my thoughts were racing. Even my heart was pounding a bit.

This was not the first time we met up or ended up in a bed together. In fact, it was the fourth time. I met him on the internet… Oteric. At first, he didn't seem like... he would carry such significance in my life. Just another guy in a Bluedit forum I asked whether a certain band would show up to a certain concert. But we got talking, eventually totally digressing, and got along pretty good… eventually we moved onto other messengers, and he had a… very open profile picture, showing off his broad chest. Of course, I didn't immediately tell him that I'm into dragons, as there had been a chance that this would creep him out, but… I still went out my way to make a subtle joke. A flirty, little joke… He took the hint. And soon it turned out, we both had accounts on ScaleAffinity and I'm sure I must have come across him earlier at some point. We went through each other's favorite-list and had surprisingly many images and artists in common.

From this point on… none of the conversations we had were without… lewd context, sometimes less obvious, with linking an image that contains explicit human x dragon action sometimes followed by something among the lines of 'we need to meet sometime', and sometimes blatant... with him sending me pictures with his sheath 'accidentally showing'. None of us ever cared how forbidden this was. Cross-breeding is forbidden by law last time I checked, as it could cause vast bodily harm, which we both blissfully ignored…

Yet… when we finally were face to face in actual real life, things had been very different. Neither of us really had the guts to pull off what we had been so promising, nearly boastful, about.

The first time… was awkward. He was late as he had trouble finding and accessing this building, which was still made for humans and didn't have any dragon combability. I had showed him around my room and then we ended up sitting on the couch trying to keep up a conversation, watched a little movie and then he went back home, flying back to the mountain range he lives in before it would get too dark. I guess we both had been a bit shy…

However, the second time was more like it. I finally got out of my shell, we talked a lot, went for a little walk in that little park nearby and also stumbled across some dragon mates of his (the way they talked about me, I'm pretty sure they're from ScaleAffinity too) and then Oteric decided to spend the night at my place. On the couch though, unfortunately. But when he got up in the morning, basically telling me to stop lazing (it wasn't even 10am yet!), he went into my room, leaned into my bed and hugged me from behind. I… I hope freezing on the spot didn't discourage him from doing that in the future…

The third time was special. We actually had gone to a concert, the one I had asked him about when we met the first time. Most of the people there were from the local punk scene, so we didn't have to worry about coming across as weird or anything. We could've literally fucked in front of everyone and -except that security dude- no one would've cared. Later, we both went to my house, super tired, and had gone straight to sleep… both of us, in my bed… we snuggled a bit, and then… we kissed. Like, very long, and I think I felt his tongue at some point. I guess it was because were happy and… perhaps been drinking a bit… but we did it. I didn't notice until then how much of a terrible kisser I was, but… it was still good. I hope he can say the same. Though, that night, we didn't dare to go any further. But we both knew, despite never having talked a word about it, that the next time we would meet… we would cross the line.

This was today, the fourth time. Here we are… lying in my bed, wide awake, waiting for each other to make a move. Well, at least I was the one who was waiting. Oteric was busy reading something, one of the bunch of books I had laying around.

Usually, at this time I'd browse funny stuff on Bluedit, or watch BangDieCake yell at video game characters on ITube. But Oteric considered activities like those 'an utter waste of time', so I wasn't sure which impression it would make if I were to spend the night as if he is not here. I thought about picking up a book too, but I did not have the focus to read, or even browse, anything. Oteric did, somehow.

I caught myself getting a bit frustrated at this point. My idea so far had been that I'd lay back and close my eyes, and Oteric would eventually… well, do his thing. I must've been laying here for half an hour now… and he's still just sitting there, reading. Perhaps he was waiting for me to make a move.

Alright, you'll get your move… I thought to myself.

Flipping over, I faced away from the wall and turned towards Oteric, my front touching his side, due to the small space I was left with, my leg resting on his and my arms laid against his body, my hands flat. He always was so warm… on second thought, I could do this all day too…

At first, he didn't do anything and just stayed focused on his book. Though my motion of shifting and nudging around in an attempt to find a more comfortable position eventually did grasp his attention.

He put a paw on my back and smiled.

“Tired already, Marvin?" he asked. “I always thought that humans required less sleep than us."

“Yeah… except me" I mumbled, to which he chuckled, softly stroking with his paw. That alone was enough to make my face warm.

“You did not make that impression the other day."

Undoubtedly, he was referencing to the last time we had spent a night together. That special third time… I couldn't see it, but I knew, he was smirking, vividly remembering that kiss like I was… when we were holding each other's face… pressing our lips onto one another-

I stopped once I noticed I was obliviously clenching myself onto Oteric's body.

“Well, I guess… it's… I don't really have anything to do right now..."

“Boredom?" he said, in a suggesting, yet subtle, way. “We can take care of that."

Of course, I knew exactly what he meant, despite the neutral tone in which he stated making it sound so innocent.

“Otherwise, if you would like to, I can shut off those lights and walk off into your other room. You can catch your rest" he asked.

“N-nnno… you can stay here."

“Why is that?" he inquired, in a nearly cheeky tone.

“Because I…"

Replying took me a moment.

“I want you here. In my room…"

“… in your bed?" he added.

I lifted my head and against the blending light, I could make out Oteric smirking down to me.

“You wanted me to say it, didn't you?"

“Took you long enough" he said in a playful tone. Finally, he put the book away, and shifted over to his side, presenting me his front. I couldn't help but gaze.

“I had the feeling you refrained from speaking your mind. In a direct way, that is. I cannot make much of your…"

He eventually noticed that I wasn't listening, rather distracted by his body. To amend, he reached out with an arm, a claw gently poking my chin from underneath and making me face up to his head.

“My eyes are up here" he said in a tone so seducing it sent a flutter through my heart. That did not reach the goal of getting my attention… as I was now distracted by his eyes just as his body. They had a beautiful blue tone, especially lighting up from the room lights. I always thought dragons were supposed to look scary. They look beautiful to me…

“It is not easy to be sure what you desire with your constant reluctancy."

“Oh- you mean, that I… I… well it's, I'm not so sure about this myself…"

I looked aside, my face turning red.

“I have not been misjudging you this whole time, haven't I?"

“Uh… I…"

In a situation like this, my mind was garbage. “I'm not sure what you mean…"

“I see. Allow me to simplify this for you…"

He shifted over further, getting to all four of his legs as he was about to turn onto his front. Subsequently, he positioned himself carefully as the bed wasn't quite as stable beneath dragon weight, the forelegs to each side of me. Then he planted one of his might paws on my chest, rolling me onto my back and gently pressing me down, all while bringing his head close, directly looking me in the eye, so near I could feel the hot air huffing out of his nostrils.

“Do you want me?" he asked, as direct as can be.

Even a question as uncomplicated as that, to which the answer was in either case one word, took me effort. At this point, my heart was pounding to my throat. The way his underside was looming above, the gentle but well pronounced figure of his sheath pridefully kept in between his hindlegs… made it hard to speak within my trembly breathing.

“Y-yes…" I managed to say, not believing that this was really happening, despite having looked forward to it the entire evening.

Oteric smirked, and it felt like I could feel his lust growing in his eyes, his tail beginning to slightly sway. Without saying anything he took a heavy breath, grabbed my head with both paws and pressed his lips onto mine, even more passionate than last time. Nearly frantically, I clasped onto his head, feeling his face muscles work beneath my fingers, his eyes shut. Quickly, his tongue made its way to mine, the sheer size nearly filling my mouth. I knew, I was a terrible kisser, but too overwhelmed to care, pressing myself back as best as I could, though it wasn't much against a dragon's strength.

One of his paws let go and instead lay flat on my belly. I felt Oteric's face become warmer as it started to worm itself up under my shirt, sliding to my chest, undressing it on the way. I could feel the excitement in my heart as if it was a purely physical sensation. As his paw reached my neck, my upper body cleared of my shirt, his claws gently poking into my skin. I interrupted the kiss to sit up against the wall and undress it. Oteric helped by grabbing it with his maw and pulling it away above me.

Holding the shirt in his maw, he inspected my half-naked body beneath him and I heard him emit a lusty groan. He dropped it down on the floor next to my bed, pulled me closer by my waist and kissed me again, his paw sliding up and down along my form. In the corner of my eye, I spotted his sheath puff up, its contents showing by a glance. The sensation of his scaly paw, the claws gently prodding against my skin and moving up and down my upper body was enough to make start to squirm a bit.

Oteric's lips moved away from mine, and instead kissed my chest, both of his paws holding and petting me. Then, his head pulled off and went back down to the spot right below it, kissing my chest again. Then again, down further. So it went on… kiss… after kiss… eventually reaching my belly… and then he kissed my abdomen, right on the spot over my shorts, pressing on harder than before and licking what of my skin he could reach with his tongue. His paws placed themselves by my hip, the claws reaching below the beltline… but from there, he stopped.

A bit unsure, his eyes glanced up to me, his paws ceasing to move as well.

He wouldn't continue… unless I give him consent…

With the little confidence I had, I moved my hands down to his paws, placing them on top of his and grabbing my beltline at the exact same spot.

I took a couple shivery deep breaths, my heart rate through the roof again. Then, I lifted my rear… and began moving my hands downward, Oteric letting me guide his paws. Through half shut eye lids, I watched the shorts move down along my thighs… then my legs, the rather cool air hitting my private area. Oteric held in his breath.

He sat up, taking his time to look over my half erect member, which was everything I had to offer. The tension of the situation still didn't quite allow me to let go of myself, suppressing my arousal. It was especially the nervousness I was feeling… I… never did that before. Not even with a human…

I just sat there, while Oteric slid his paws closer, the claws gently clasping around my inner thighs. This motion so close to my sensitive area was enough to make me stiffen up a bit more. He lowered his head, snout so close that I could feel his hot breaths against on my balls…

Noticing me staring in not the most comfortable expression, Oteric brought his head back up to look at me.

“Close your eyes" he spoke, his voice as soothing as ever. “You don't need them to feel."

I troubledly tried to shut my eyes, but couldn't last long before opening again each time.

“You are too tensed, Marv" he added after a pause. “Free your mind. Right now, there is no one but ourselves. Nothing, but us."

He lifted a paw and slowly wiped it across my face, closing my eyes. This time, I neither ended up opening them again, nor did I had to force them shut.

“Very good" he mumbled, then the hot breath returned to my member.

He slid my shorts off all the way and dropped them right beside my shirt, leaving me naked. Suddenly, I felt a wet and even warmer touch, almost forcing my eyes open. In gentle strokes, Oteric lapped his tongue over everything, from my balls to my member in repeated swipes. I felt two of his claws carefully grab me by the base. I could tell, he was being extraordinarily careful. He knew, he couldn't be as rough with human bodies, as they were much more sensitive than what dragons got.

With teasing and well-placed sensations, such as stroking his claws along my underside or his tongue wrapping and unwrapping around it, he made me fully hard, while I still just sat there, enjoying it like he said. My hands occasionally clenched up to fists and I tilted my head around… this really felt… good.

He let go with his paws, and then I felt the misty heat of his maw enfold around my shaft, closing in until I felt his lips. I quietly moaned out, pressing my hips into his maw. My breathing was nearly frantic at this point. His tongue making all kinds of shapes and motions, he soon added his lips into the mix, bobbing up and down… back and forth… Staying in the upper half, he slowly worked his way down, his lips sliding a little further than last time with each move, until they eventually reached the very base. My member easily fitted into Oteric's dragon maw, and even if it were bigger, from what I've read dragons don't have much of a gag reflex. I felt my tip reach all the way into him, barely reaching the base of Oteric's tongue. Gently, he sucked me off, all while I tried my best to not squirm too much, as I didn't want any unwanted contact with the many sharp teeth which were surrounding my member just as much.

Gradually, I felt his movements become wilder, more lustful, as I equally pushed my hips, which Oteric was clasping tightly with his paws, into him.

After a while though, he began to slow down until he pulled off completely, looking up to me with his tongue hanging, panting lightly, nearly not as much as I was. He waited until I glanced back at him, and he started to eagerly smile.

“Your turn" he said in a slightly commanding tone.

He got back up on all fours, standing there for a short bit, thinking how to best position himself.

Finally, he made a decision. He stepped closer to me, as close as the wall behind my bed would allow. Then, he got onto two legs, propping his forelegs up against the wall. Another couple steps forward with his hindlegs, and he got onto his haunches, paying attention to not put too much weight onto his butt as it was on my upper body. Then, he stopped, crouching there above me, hindlegs to either side of me and his forelegs almost so far up the wall they reached the ceiling, and looked down as I was presented with his mighty sheath. It was stiffed up as much as it could, the front of his dragonic penis showing and advancing.

“Come on" he said under his breath, anticipating my move as much as I did.

I lifted my trembly hands, unsure what to touch first… Turning my palms upwards, I went to grasp his large and round balls. I touched them from underneath, my fingers unable to reach even halfway around them, and felt them. Oteric groaned out noisily, tilting his head down and closing his eyes to the pleasing touch. I even went further and slightly pushed up, as if lifting them. They were… heavy. Even heavier than they looked… I fondled around a bit longer, before I couldn't help myself and went for his emerging shaft, feeling its pulsating flesh grow into my hands. Oteric huffed out, so hard I could feel the air on the top of my head even that far beneath him.

With the heavenly touch of my hands on his dragonhood, it didn't take him long to reach full size, and I was soon presented with his member in its erect entirety. I knew, I expected this, yet I was overcome by the sight of it. It was as big as my forearm, and much thicker. Its tip was flattened off and there were ridges on the underside. Firmly, I grabbed it with one hand in the center, watching the pre cum drip down onto my body. I placed my second hand further up towards the tip, gently sliding back and forth, feeling its form, especially those ridges…

Oteric couldn't hold himself back very well, humping into my hands. I could tell, he was on edge already. Dragons didn't need much to get there. He was panting so deeply I could see his chest rise and fall, groaning and briefly holding his breath to the pleasing sensations. When I held his member, I felt an eager pulse.

Suddenly, Oteric moved. His hindlegs stepped back, the massive shaft dangling in response to his movements, and he got back down to all fours. For a moment, he looked me in the eye, and it was the most lustful expression I've seen. His eyes were nearly reduced to mere slits, and a wanting smirk glanced down to me.

His paws reached out, grabbing me by the legs, pulling and sliding me further down, away from the wall, all the way to the bed's edge until my feet hung off of it. Stepping back, he placed his hindlegs on the ground, his member right above my belly. I was confused about what he was going to do… but when he flipped me over to my front, I knew what he was planning. He was going to mount me.

I felt a strange kind of anticipation within me. I had always wished for this. I've seen many drawings and sometimes even real-life videos to quench my fantasies. Me and Oteric even once chatted about it online, and yet… I couldn't quite believe that this was really happening now. No one had been inside me yet, and still, I could tell that this was going to be quite different from what I had been imagining.

Oteric grabbed my arms, laying them flat out over my head and pinning them down. I just shut my eyes, resting my head on the site…

He let go of my arms, grabbing me by the waist and positioning my hindquarters. In an anticipation I thought to be similar to mine, he took his time.

For a moment, he held still. Completely. The room went quiet. All I could hear was our slight panting and our rapid heartbeats… until Oteric held in his breath and began prodding at my entrance. Disappointingly, he missed a couple times, again and again. Finding a hole so small certainly wasn't easy. He even had to grab his own shaft and sort of guide it.

My eyes shot open as I felt him finally hit the spot, very well feeling the very tip poking inside. Testing if he's at the right place, Oteric pushed further, and quickly I sensed more of the tip inside of me, beginning to spread me already. Just this little of his shaft already being so… challenging, I had a more accurate idea of what was coming, powering the anticipation to the point it made me almost scared. Tightly, I clasped at the bed sheets. This is going to hurt…

The paws still holding me, Oteric gently pushed forward, further into me. His entire sensitive tip inside me, he audibly moaned out by the touch, while I held my breath in pain. I was a bit concerned whether the neighbors would hear this, but I had other problems right now. The form of his dragonhood was quick to spread me, though I was still able to withstand the pain -yet. I've already had toys from Wicked Dragon inside of me so I at least was no complete stranger to getting in the back, though their size was puny considered to Oteric's massive schlong.

After holding still for a bit, he pressed further, my tightness quickly requiring much strength to be overcome. Well, to me it felt like much strength. For Oteric it was just a mere fraction of what thrusting strength his dangerously powerful hips had to offer. His paws, still clasping me, pulled me down onto his cock additionally, advancing him further. As about a third was inside of me, I couldn't restrain myself from making noises, groaning about and tightly clenching into the sheets.

“You're s-so tight" Oteric muttered, thrusting into me shortly after. I yelped by his surprise delve, as it promptly progressed to half of his member now stuck inside of me.

His paws let go, instead leaning his upper body on the bed. Carefully, he tilted forward, touching down and resting on top of me, his arms supporting on either side as too much of the dragon's weight was bad for my little body. His head lay right above mine, and I felt him warmly breathing down my neck. One of his paws reached out, grabbing me by the hand and holding it from behind, his claws acting like fingers.

“Hold in your breath" he advised, whispering into my ear. “And spread your legs."

I did as he told. Though I had trouble holding my breath, as I couldn't manage it for long and breaking out into panting again. Once he felt ready, Oteric gently bit my neck and humped forward. I groaned and yelped, but he still pushed through, the clasp its maw had tightening the deeper he got. He thrusted over and over, his hips advancing a little more each time in a rhythm-like motion. Fighting against my tightness, he forced his member inside further and further… while I made all kinds of noises. Tightly shutting my eyes, I took the pain.

Just when it felt like it was physically impossible to delver further, Oteric somehow managed it. Keeping a strong play-bite on my neck, he pushed relentlessly. He had to, if he wanted to make progress. Just when the size inside me got so wide it had me moan out in pain, I felt his hips touch down onto my rear. Oteric did it… he successfully hilted his entire dragonhood inside of me… balls-deep. It felt a lot larger than it looked like, or felt in my hands.

My whole body tensed up, just as Oteric's, I lay there as if paralyzed. I didn't dare to imagine how widened my entrance must be at the moment. It was… so tight, I could feel the member eagerly pulsating and throbbing inside me. Just like some of the shaft's details, such as the ridges.

Oteric held still, keeping me in a firm grip. With the warmth of my body ever so closely around his member, he wasn't far from the edge. Any movement, like a gentle buck with the hip, could cross the point of no return. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't prevent pressing even further into me, the little friction it created being enough…

An impulse started to travel through his body, like a jolt. His panting accelerated, becoming louder, quickly turning into desperate moaning.

For a moment, he lost all self-control. All seemingly within a second, he pulled out, roughly turned me to my back and rammed his dragonhood, which was about to climax, back in, easily reaching hilt a second time. His maw chomped down onto my shoulder and his paws held my upper body up in the air. Wildly, he started humping and thrusting into me. The entire bed was shaking, so violently that anyone in the apartments around us heard it without a doubt. Through the bite, I could feel the resonance of his deep voice from all the moaning, sounding so desperate for the orgasm.

The even motion of his hips got even quicker, losing its rhythm, until we both flopped down onto the bed and he kept his rigid member pressed into me as far as it could go.

Oteric yelped out into my shoulder by the heavenly release. The warm seed poured into me, the balls emptying all they have. For many many shots it felt like the amount of cum in each didn't even decrease. I felt the hot liquid flow through me, reaching further than the member, nearly filling me up.

It must've been around two minutes in which Oteric stayed hilted, his body seemingly shut off and limply resting on mine... The silence was almost magical. I could only hear our breathing and some noise from outside…

He snapped back, slowly lifting himself up and pulling out ever so carefully, my muscles contracting in response and just then making me realize how deep he had been. Once his shaft had been removed and floppily hung down, there barely was any semen that dripped out. He had shot it all inside me. Even now, I could feel the pressure remain within me and rather slowly cooling off.

Tiredly, he climbed back onto the bed, hardly bothering to open his eyes. His paws dragged me along until they dropped me off on my designated spot of the bed, my head on the pillow. Subsequently, all four of paws wrapped around me while Oteric laid back down, letting out one more heavy breath before relaxing in the afterglow. I shut my eyes with him. Sure, I hadn't climaxed myself, but this had been tiring nonetheless… resting between his arms and warm body…

…

…-

“I have to apologize" Oteric said to me, his gentle but deep voice jolting me out of my half-sleep. “My instincts took over. I lost control."

He lowered his head and lapped across my neck and shoulder, caressing both the spots where he play-bit me. I didn't notice until I there was a sharp sensation that it had been a bit more than just a play-bite. There wasn't a lot of blood, but there was some, quickly cleaned up by Oteric's tongue.

“It's alright" I muttered sleepily. “Y'know, this… what you did, I kinda always wanted that. To see what's it like."

I heard him quietly chuckle. “What is your judgement, then? Did you like it?"

“Well, I… it was a bit…"

“Oh, silly me" Oteric suddenly interrupted. “I forgot you did not have your turn yet" he added in a playful tone.

His paws flipped me around until my back was facing him, one of forelegs wrapping around me from behind and firmly pressing me into the muscular dragon chest and his legs wrapped around mine. Another paw reached around, down to my member, which didn't take long to stiffen from still being teased up earlier.

He took his paw back up to lick it a bunch of times, smoothening it, before reaching back down. Now, in an even motion, he stroked back and forth carefully, his forearm tensing and pressing me tighter. I shut my eyes, remembering what he had told me earlier. To not see, but feel. The movements of the paw became slower, but more pronounced. His grip became tighter and occasionally, his claws squeezed into me. In one little inattentive moment, I let a moan out, which was just what Oteric wanted to hear. I barely made out the quiet 'come on' he whispered into my ear, as his motions got more determined. Laying my head back into the broad chest, my breathing became more erratic to the sensations. A warm and wet touch went down my neck, as Oteric begun slowly but firmly licking it in repeated swipes. He pressed his entire body onto me, making me feel his semi flaccid shaft on the small of the back and his tail wrapping around my legs. The speed of his paw jerking me off increased dramatically. Despite trying to hold it back, I moaned out. Reluctant at first, but then without relent, as I felt my edge coming closer. I tried to hold it back as I wanted more of this, but there was nothing I could do. The tight grip of his forearm and hindlegs allowed me nearly nothing to move. Before I could even think about trying anything, his paw had already brought me to the climax.

My entire body tensed and I held my breath. Then in a rather quick succession, I only heard the barely audible sound of shot after shot impacting on my bed, whilst Oteric kept moving his paw to get as much out of me as he could. Even as I was empty after what must have been 5 or 6 rounds of seed all laid out in front of my member, it kept twitching many times, gradually growing weaker and slowing down simultaneously with Oteric's paw decelerating.

My first instinct was to clean it up, but Oteric wanted me to enjoy the afterglow. He kept me in his grip and wiped across the cum-doused spot with his paw, shifting over to his back with me resting on his belly. I felt the paw with the warm liquid laid flat on my back, whilst another paw held my head from behind, gently pressing it down into the chest.

“You did good for your first time" I heard him mumble, but I barely even registered it. Exhausted and sleepy, I was quick to pass out…