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All Punk Rockers Go To Hell Part: 3

The Belly of a Beast

By: ToKu

I didn't realize just how stoned I was until I made it back to the front of the school. TK had walked off in a different direction after pleasantly bidding me farewell; his idea of a goodbye was a shake of a paw and a slap on the ass. He did it with everyone he's buddies with, but it was the first time he'd done so with me. I guess it was the first time he felt like he could do so and not have repercussions. It was also the first time I didn't think the gesture was stupid. I found myself reaching back ever so slightly to touch where he had patted, I could feel the lingering sensation in my ass muscles and it was silly but nice to know that I had at least one friend.

I felt slow, that special kind of slow that didn't actually make you slow, but made everything around you make sense; as if the world had slowed down to a speed that let you understand. The middle school was nearly as deserted as the park had once been. I had just made it out shortly after the elementary school bell rang and didn't have to deal with another flood of cubs to get my naughty thoughts all jumbled up again. I slowly walked on until I returned to the middle school a block away, nodding to the crossing guard dragon as I approached the street who seemed to always be nice to anyone who graced his cross walk with his or her presence.

He was a middle-aged reptile who spoke with a heavy southern accent from the pit of his belly that protruded beyond the limit of his neon vest. He always parked his van across the street and it looked ready for a trade in if he could even afford it. I've never really noticed him before beyond the duties of his job, never once looking at him sexually. I try to keep my eyes away from his crotch but fail miserably as I came closer in order to cross the street. I've never seen a dragon naked before, never really being all that interested, but I knew the myths, I knew how big everyone said dragon cocks were and I couldn't lie; I was interested to find out myself.

He greeted me with a warm smile and a 'how do you do' nod of his rugged looking head. He wore a ball cap between a short but sharp pair of looking horns that grew out of his forehead and curved back over his skull. His scales were a desert tan that perfectly suited the surrounding landscape I called my hometown; though darker shades of brown could be seen down the side of his long neck as they disappeared below his worn shirt. He picked up his stop sign; I noticed it was stashed beside a folding chair that was already folded up as I assumed that I was probably the last furson needing his crossing assistance. I didn't really, I knew how to look both ways, any fool could do so, but I also didn't want to belittle the dragon's only job, no matter how ridiculous it was.

"Get out of school a little late, son?" He asked. The last thing I wanted to tell him was that I had spent the last half hour smoking pot and sucking cock so I just nod and try not to stare too much at his visible belly. He wasn't fat, in fact, when he first picked up his sign his belly didn't seem to jiggle at all. I knew mine did a bit and I hated it, but it made me ever more curious to see the reptile naked.

"Givin' you a hard time for being a bit different?" He asked without taking his eyes from the road. 'If only he knew how different I was.' That thought made me think; what did this dragon know about being different? Was it because he was in fact a 'dragon' and there weren't many around, at least not in this country. Sure, we had our share of other reptiles, but an actual dragon? Having wings would have been even more impressive, but birth defeat aside, he still seemed pretty impressive. I wonder why he worked such a deadbeat job, with his bloodline alone I'm sure it could have been easy to get into a collage or a better job. However, I don't know what his life has been like and from past experiences, I knew not to jump to conclusions.

"Yeah, life sucks." I reply after thinking about what I should say. It seemed like a simple enough answer that wouldn't get unwanted questions. I was obviously wrong because he turned his scaly head towards me and looked at me with a rather inquisitive expression. It was like he had never seen a porcupine before, just like I had never seen a dragon cock before, but I knew as soon as the words were out of my mouth that it was my apathetic outlook on life that roused his next question.

"Why do you think life sucks?" He asked and without spilling forth my recently acquired problems, I thought for a moment before giving him something to chew on with those wonderfully sharp, white teeth.

"My family hates me, the school hates me, I have one friend and he's a druggy." I almost expected him to say something like 'Your family doesn't hate you.' or 'What does a young guy like you know about drugs?' but he thought over my reply as I had thought about giving it. He slowly nodded and let loose a warm sigh that I could feel through my leather jacket. It was still warm outside despite the oncoming storm clouds, a bit sticky and I wasn't looking forward to walking home, but at least my jacket would keep me dry from the neck down. "And that's just naming a few."

"There are always positives among negatives." He said and looked back to the street. Cars whooshed by as the drivers were in a rush to get home before weather made it harder to commute. I didn't think I'd find a scholar inside a middle school crossing guard but then again I never thought I'd find the homosexual inside me even though it stared back at me every morning through a foggy mirror.

"Yeah, but it sucks when they don't over-weigh the negatives." I say as I decide to throw a bit of fourteen-year-old sociology back at him.

"True," He spoke with honest understanding. I could tell just by the way he spoke. His voice didn't have that 'I'm an adult, I'm smarter than you' sound to it. It reminded me that Ryan had been like that too and the thought of giving that counseling center a chance seemed more and more practical. It would at least get me away from my mother. "That why you sneak off to the park to get high every time you have a bad day?"

"What?" I sputter. I use the same tone I use when my mother confronts me with something wrong she knew I did. I'd deny it and fight her until she drops it, but this was some dragon who knew nothing about me. How did he know I went to the park to smoke bud? "How'd you...?"

The big tan dragon shifted his foot-paws; sharp claws lightly scraping the cement as he turned to get a better look at me. He had a strange gleam in his eye that at the very least told me he knew more than he let on. I suddenly felt smaller beside him, and I always get nervous around furs who're bigger than me.

"How'd I know?" He finished my sentence. I'll give the guy credit for being more understanding than the average adult, but this guy knew what I was doing after school. Did he know I blew TK too? "I notice you and your friends every morning. I hear what you talk about sometimes, I notice you more though because you still seem out of place there."

I waited for him to explain why but he just smiled and let out another warm breath. I knew he couldn't breathe fire but the thought of kissing him flashed through my mind for a moment and it was a thought that would have repulsed me a week ago. I've given blowjobs to older guys but the last thing I ever wanted to do was kiss any of them, then again, I never wanted to kiss TK or any of my other 'friends'. I guess I could see why I wouldn't fit with them. Everyone except for TK always seemed to be saying awful things about gays and queers, but if what I recently learned is true and being gay can't be determined by how you act then how would this dragon know anything about me being out of place.

"So you got any left?" He asked turning again but this time setting his stop sign back down next to his folded armchair. I didn't hear him right away, like I always seem to do now a days, and went to say 'What the fuck?' I wanted to get home before I got stuck in any possible rainfall too and I had to cross this street. I don't know why they didn't just put in a real stop light and make it possible to push a button to cross. It'd save a lot of time and would 'make' the drivers stop. But then again, the dragon would be out of work now wouldn't he?

"Do I got any of what left?" I ask suspiciously. As soon as the words were out of my mouth I knew what he meant. He wanted drugs, pot or something of the like, but he was a school employee, why would he be interested in getting high?

"Don't play dumb with me kid," He said and grinned despite the irritated sound in his voice. I'm sure he wouldn't have done anything if I simply turned around and walked away, but that's not what I'm all about. If Kasai were in a situation like this, he'd probably yak the dragon to death about how drugs are bad. "Do an old dragon a favor and lend me a hit or two, maybe just a bowl, whatever you got left."

"What are you a fiend?" I ask somewhat surprised at his sudden eagerness to get fucked up in one way or another. Maybe that's what he meant by being out of place. I was probably the only one out of the whole group that I hung out with that didn't need a fix beyond needing a smoke here and there.

"A fiend? Nah, I'm just an old drake in need of some good times is all." He spoke simply as he fit and re-fit his hat to his head. He looked nervous to the untrained eye, but I knew he was about to start sweet-talking something out of me but he didn't know I was about to burst his bubble, so to speak.

"Uh, sorry dude but I don't got nothing." I say shifting my jacket on my shoulders in a similar fashion as he fit his hat on his head on last time. I almost wish I could have asked TK for some bud for latter when I was at home and loathing my life, but he was dead set on getting home and I didn't want to stop him after the favor he'd done for me, or the one I'd done for him.

"Nothing, huh?" He asked and I could see his draconic features slump a bit, but he shrugged and put his claws on his waist, looking up into the darkening sky for answers. "Could have sworn a little guy like you would be holding. It was your rabbit friend then huh, the one who had the goods?"

"Yeah, TK hooked it up for me." I simply state. I was a little more than irritated now and all thought of dragon dick was currently beyond me. I wanted to get home, get naked and watch some T.V. or something like that. I wouldn't let my mother take my T.V. when she tried to a few years back. I remember saying something mean to blackmail her into letting me keep it. A boy like me needs his television despite what the media says. If T.V. was so bad why would everyone be buying new ones?

"TK huh, maybe I shoulda kept my eyes on that boy instead." He grunted to himself, again not looking at me but rather across the street in the direction of the park. I roll my eyes and get ready to tell the guy I got to get going and just take a longer route home. I've already wasted enough time standing here that could be spent eating something and kickin' back at home. "So what do we do now?"

"We?" I ask but it didn't seem to make it past his scaly ear holes. He turned to me again and this time I could see a new look in his eyes.

"How good are you with those lips kid?" He asks and I know I've heard him right because that kind of look in his eyes never lied. 'No fuckin' way.' I think in utter disbelief. The possibility of sucking two cocks in one day was a new and intriguing feeling. Instantly I forget the weather, the muggy heat, and my irritants, because I could possibly get my first shot at sucking dragon cock. So I stand up a bit taller, puff out my chest only a little bit so as not to show too much masculinity, and channeled what bit of 'tuff guy' I could get out of me.

"You want me to suck your dick?" I ask and his face goes from hopeful to confused. I knew I fucked up right then and there just by the weird look that descended upon his face. His large sleek tail swished behind him and curled in a gesture I could have bet money on that it meant anger, or maybe fear. How often does a grown adult get asked to be blown by a fourteen-year-old boy? Never.

"Who said anything about dick suckin'?" He grunted at me, warm breath tickling my nose with a slight sulfuric sent. It was intoxication to say the least. The earlier breaths I could barely feel, but this was closer, more in my face. I was scared, truly, for the first time in a long while, and harder than a rock in my pants.

I don't know how good dragon's noses are. There were cars driving buy, exhaust and other smells littered the air; other furs, fresh cut grass, and many less organic scents as well. But those eyes, those deep and brooding eyes found their way to my crotch and the clearly visible erection hidden conspicuously within. My legs felt like jelly and my mind was telling me to run but who knew how far I could keep up a pace worthy of escape. With my short legs he could chase me down, beat me up; I always thought he was a nice guy, maybe he hated fags, maybe I wasn't alone in such thoughts. I wasn't sure but when he let loose a vicious grin and snorted out through his nose I couldn't tell if he was ready to tackle me or hug me.

He laughed and I just stood there, unsure of what I had done.

"I'd rather get between those cute little cheeks of yours before I let you near my cock." He grunted a little bit quietly. I noticed his eyes darting back and forth, keeping a look out for anyone who might be eavesdropping. I realized what he had been doing and I almost storm off then. He scared the living shit out of me just so he could pretend to be discreet, but there wasn't anybody around, no one who would pay any mind to a fourteen-year-old Porcupine waiting to cross at a cross walk. But what kept me rooted to the ground was what he said.

"No one's gonna fuck me." I grunt. But I had heard about something else that felt pretty good and if he wanted anything he'd have to meet my demands or I could call the cops on this perverted fuck.

"I didn't say anything about fucking either." He whispered with his claw held sideway to his mouth as he tried to act all hush-hush. His golden eye winked at me as he leaned in a bit towards me. For a dragon, he wasn't as tall as some I've seen on T.V. but he had a good two feet on me. It was the difference of species I guess but it didn't stop me from standing tall and questioning this guy's motives. He seemed like an okay guy, acted a bit crazy when asking for sex but I knew what he was doing was illegal and for some reason it turned me on even more. "See my van over there?"

I looked to where he thumbed with the claw he used to whisper to me. It needed a paint job and screamed creepy. The windows were tined and the back bumper was missing but the tags in the license plate were current. "How about you and I ride this storm out in the back, we could have a little fun, then I could give you a ride home afterwards?"

I knew pedophiles liked to lure kids like this, but I could tell when one was crazy or not, and this guy wasn't pretending to not be crazy so I figured it was safe enough to let him get his rocks. Besides, it would be my first time with a dragon and I wasn't about to pass it up.

"You got a pack of smokes?" I ask remembering I had none and I could feel the itch of a nicotine craving coming on.

"I can pick you up a pack on the way home." The dragon said as he straightened up with a perky expression. I didn't blame him, if I was his age and about to mess around with a fourteen-year-old I'd be pretty stoked too. He turned around and grabbed up his folded chair and crossing sign. He was pretty hot from the back, his shoulders were broad and I could see the suggestion of thicker scales running down the spine of his back. I wanted to see him without his shirt on and I knew he wanted me barer than a newborn baby, but I wasn't going to let him get one up on me on the off chance he was a freak.

"No," I said as deep as my voice could go. "You buy me the pack of smokes now, I walk in with you, they get you on camera so if you're thinking of doing anything to me instead of take me home when we're finished they can find the sick son of a bitch who butt-fucked my corpse."

He was the one frozen now but I gave him the same stupid grin he gave me. It took him a bit longer to realize I was serious but that it wasn't a threat, more like a safety precaution. He slowly relaxed and made a fake little chuckle that told me he understood but was still a bit frightened. I must have scared the guy pretty bad because when he got traffic to stop, far easier than he tried to a moment ago, I noticed he was a little nervous on his feet. It was enough to float on, so to speak. It made me smile, even as I climbed into the front passenger side seat and was greeted by an odd assortment of smells; marijuana, sweat, sex, and array of different species of furs.

The van was relatively clean, only the smells lingered on, but I rolled the window down and by the time we reached our first stoplights, I could barely smell anything. The dragon kept looking over at me, well, my crotch to be more specific; my boner had gone down but I felt it wanting to perk up again now that I had someone looking at me like that. He began talking about how he had been watching me lately. It sounded far creepier than he intended I'm sure, but it almost made me blush because it meant there were furs out there who thought I was attractive, even if they were dirty old dragons.

"I didn't get your name kid." He said trying not to take his eyes off the road for too long.

"I didn't get yours." I replied and it must have tickled him something fierce because he chuckled and shook his head. I guess I must really be his type because despite his little scare he hadn't stopped to even ask me my name. I just never really cared to know his until now.

"Name's Kaiser." He grunted.

"Dallas." I say. No need telling him my last name, as he didn't mention his. It's safer that way I guess.

When we pulled up to seven eleven, I followed him in. There was a line and I headed straight to the fridges where I picked out another Mountain Dew. He agreed that he was buying me a pack of Marlboros and another buck fifty to that wouldn't be much to ask. Plus it wouldn't look like he was buying me the smokes. He gladly added it and said I could get something to eat too so I grabbed a couple of hot dogs.

Back in the van, I tore through those winners all while Kaiser watched. Maybe he got a kick out of watching guys like me eat too. I guess that's what they call fetishes. I guess cub fucking is a fetish too, one my uncle had, but I didn't want to think about him now.

Kaiser drives for little bit and finds an ally to park. I barely notice we've stopped but when I decide I'm done eating I notice that we're on the other end of town from where I live. There aren't many allies in town but this one was hardly used except to load food into the stores on the other side of the line of buildings to our right. On our left was a series of unfinished houses; a sign of shitty times, but if I'm getting two cocks in one day then it's a good day to me.

It started to sprinkle when I took initiative and crawled to the back seat. The second row of seats was missing, leaving an open space between the front and back seat. I dug my pack of smokes out of the plastic bag and smacked the top against my paw a few times before unwrapping the package. Kaiser followed me and took a seat beside me on the back couch/seat.

"Do you want to take your clothes off?" He asked a little nervously and it made me wonder if all pedophiles were this nervous about fucking the cubs they do. Mr. Martin was pretty defensive about Kasai when I asked about him. Maybe they were all just worried about getting thrown in prison where they would end up being the ones who get ass raped. No one likes a molester. Again, my uncle Markel came into my mind and hindered my smoke unwrapping only for a few seconds. I heard what Kaiser had asked and didn't really notice when I nodded. Markel had fucked me, and that was a day I vowed never to let anyone near there again. But if they didn't go inside and it was a tongue instead, I figured it wouldn't be so bad.

When I got my pack opened, I noticed my pants were down around my ankles. The dragon had moved from the seat to the floor and was trying to get my pant legs off my foot-paws; a tricky feat sometimes.

"Hot underwear." Kaiser mused on his knees almost in worship. It made me roll my eyes because I hated briefs. I kicked off my pants and let the dragon pull off my underwear while I pulled a cigarette from my pack. It felt good to be rid of them, if it weren't for wanting to get high today I would have just stayed home and lounged naked in my room with the door locked. Lighting my cigarette and taking the first drag felt good too but being naked from the waist down helped it along. "You got a nice little tool their Dallas."

"Little?" I demand. Sure, I wouldn't brag that it was big or anything but I was only fourteen so I told him to fuck off.

"Why, when I got a cute little guy like you?" he said and gently cupped my sac in his clawed paw, careful not to scratch me. They were a little cold and I reacted naturally and this seemed to make Kaiser wild because he let loose a breath of warm air that caressed my junk better than a mouth ever had. I sigh through a cloud of my own second hand smoke as my nose twitched in pleasure. He moved his muzzle further in towards my crotch, breathing a warm jet of air every inch he closed. I rested my smoke between my lips and shucked off my jacket, fucker can weigh a ton sometimes, especially when it's humid like today. It felt rejuvenating to take it off, and even better when I pulled my shirt from my back of quills; another good feeling because having your quills taped to your back all day by a t-shirt was rather bothersome. I still wonder why we had to evolve so far beyond normal feral porcupines and forced to wear clothes. It always feels better to be naked.

I leaned back against the couch and breathed my own ring of fire. Smoke danced around Kaiser's head as he grinned up at me, obviously taking in my nakedness. My cock stuck up and I wiggled it by moving my hips in hopes to get him to suck it. But Kaiser copied me and removed his neon vest while standing on his knees. His button up shirt came next and what I saw put one ridiculous look across my face. They weren't that intricate but he had thick tribal tattoos all across his chest and upper arms. Having no fur, dragons made excellent tattoo victims, and Kaiser's made my dick throb.

"Like them?" He asked tossing his hat on top of his shirt. I just nodded, forgetting about my cigarette until I felt I little bit of ash burn my wrist. He tossed his clothes aside like mine and when he got to his pants there I found another surprise waiting for me. Because he wasn't wearing any underpants, I notice right away that there was nothing above his huge, cum filled balls; no dick, just what seemed to be a slit. I panic first but my expression brought Kaiser to the rescue. "I'm not a hermaphrodite."

"T-then what the h-hell is that? Y-you don't have a sheath." I stutter.

"Apparently you don't know your male anatomy very well." He spoke; rubbing two fingers over the slit like a female would normally pleasure herself. "Species like whales, sharks, and dragons don't have sheaths. Only these are on the outside. Everything else is still there, only on the inside."

Kaiser took hold of his large nuts and juggled them around in the tough leathery sack. I just stared and waited but not for very long. There it was, small and pink, but after a few moments in poked the rest of the way through and was swelling to its apparent full length. If I had thought TK was massive, I was clueless. This thing stuck out a good eight in a half inches and had to be the thickest cock I'd ever seen. I had doubted his male-hood for a brief moment but oh how wrong I was. Absentmindedly taking a drag of my nearly spent smoke brought be back down from cock heaven, but it didn't stop me from staring.

"So are you gonna let me at that ass?" He spoke as he stroked.

"Not with that thing." I shout. "I'll suck your monster cock or you could rim me but that thing ain't going inside me. Nothing does."

"An all-American top, huh? Nice to meet another after so long." He grunted. Leaning forward he breathed another stream of warmth out through his nostrils. "Seems like there ain't nothing but bottom boys in this town. But I can never get tired of fucking ass one way or another, so why don't you get on yur knees and let me tongue fuck that ass instead."

To be honest I wasn't familiar with that expression but I did as he wanted. I rolled over to find a few of my quills sticking into the back of the seat where I leaned over to give him access to my rear. "I mean it." I grunt. "You better keep your cock away from my...Uuhhhgggn."

I haven't heard myself moan like that since I was nine years old and hugging a table in a warehouse filled with cubby fuckers. Kaiser had plowed his entire face into my ass and plunged his long reptilian tongue inside me and I dropped my cigarette behind the seat. I remember taking my Uncles dick for the first time, memories I never wanted to remember, but there I was, lying naked in his bed, legs in the air while he slowly and painfully pushed in, breaching my virgin hole. The tongue was nowhere near as thick as a dick would be, but it was enough to unearth long buried memories.

I moan out again as he licked up and down my crack, slurping like it was soup and my hole was desert. His claws clutched my cheeks, kneading them like a fucking bread baker as his tongue lapped at the small amount of flesh I had. I had never rimmed a guy before, and the sensation instantly made me curious as to what it was like. Maybe I could do it with Kaiser, or maybe Kasai would let me one morning before I fucked him. I imagined my tongue lapping at his feathery butt, lubing his hole with my spit, tasting the little fag from the inside out.

"How do you like that?" The dragon asks and taps me on the ass playfully. My eyes are stuck having rolled up into the back of my head. I'm pressing all my weight against the backing of the seat and my stomach and cock are pressed a little too painfully into the cushioning. I don't really mind though because it feels good to press my dick into something.

"I've never felt anything like it." I try not to groan out in delight. I wanted the guy to know I liked it, but I didn't want him to know that he had that sort of power over me to go any farther with his treatment. He tongued my hole a bit more, a few minor licks, smacking his lips when he came back up.

"Your quills make it a bit hard to get in there; they keep scraping against my horns." He spoke and removed a claw from my cheek and I felt him trace a path down from where my quills ended to be pressed against my slippery hole. I felt my whole body convulse and I was on my back before I could gasp for breath, cutting off any further access to my backdoor.

"I said nothing goes in me." I growl; the painful memory of my uncle trying to flood back into my frontal lobe. Markel never used his tongue but he had used his fingers all the time and I wasn't about to let someone do what he did to me no matter how much others seemed to like it. Kasai must have been raised on ass fucking to like it so damn much.

Kaiser just looked at me; dick drooling between his legs, tan tail as erect as his cock. He looked a little confused but seemed to understand that he had gone too far by the time I was digging another cigarette from my pack. I brought my lighter to the end and sparked it up, taking a deep and much needed drag. Ever since this morning when my mother had brought up that bastards name I've thought about him more than I have in the past five years. I wish she knew what he did to me, I wish my dad wasn't such a fucking coward; they would treat me differently if that were the case.

"How about I give you a one over with my mouth while you take a smoke break?" He said with that familiar tone used when trying to soften a situation that went a little sour. His claw came up to my sac and tugged slightly before leaning in to lick the tip of my dick with his serpentine tongue. His weight on my legs felt good despite the fact that he was a pretty big guy. I haven't had someone give me head in this position in a long time, I don't even remember who it was either, some kid I punked, and it felt good to receive head after giving it so often over the years.

When he swallowed me whole, I sighed like anyone would; taking another deep drag until the smoke burned my lungs. I let it out while humping up into his mouth a bit, smashing my balls against his scaly chin. It wasn't until I let my chubby legs hug his sides that he started to go to town. His lips were softer than they looked and wrapped around my dick like a glove. He would use his tongue to tease the underside of the tip and cause my whole body to tingle as my hips bounced on their own.

I smoked my cigarette to the filter, reached up, and tossed the butt back where the other was already out and cold. My dick on the other hand was red hot and the more Kaiser pressed his nose into my pubic fur the closer I got to erupting in his mouth. His scaly paws were on my belly, feeling on me, running over the short, fine fur there. It felt amazing and was probably the most erotic blowjob I had ever received. Most guys I blew were never up to returning the favor, and the kids I bully never put any effort into it.

"Where'd you learn to suck dick like this?" I ask because like a lot of guys I blow I manly just focus on getting the cum out of their balls as quickly as I can. I never try and feel them up or try and lick at their tail-hole but the more and more I thought about it, I found myself actually wanting these things. I wanted to feel good and I wanted to feel other furs as they felt good. I know that sounds kind of crazy but I think I first noticed it when I saw how broad Kaiser's shoulders were. Even now, as I'm receiving the best blowjob in the world, I've planted both my paws on his sturdy shoulders. I wanted to see him shirtless, to feel him, and now I was. "Because before today I never would have thought you were gay."

"Being gay and acting gay are two different things, kid." He grunted quickly before he dove back in to expertly pleasure me. Not that pleasuring a fourteen-year-old is very hard, but still. Kasai was only thirteen and it wasn't hard to pleasure him, though now that I realized it I've never seen him cum before. I made a decision then, to give the birdie a Dallas Green blowjob the next time I saw him; only then, he'd have an excuse to call me gay. But he'd be right. I liked giving head, I like looking at guys, I have a weird thing for cubs but I'm sure that will pass someday, and if not there will always be guys like Ryan and Kaiser to keep me busy.

"There's this boy... Ughhh....In m-my P.E. class, a hawk named Kasai." Just reminiscing about the little fruit was making me throb in my entire groin region. I don't know if I was just missing him or missing his sweet little ass but I knew for sure that Monday seemed so far off. I didn't know what I was going to do for two whole days. Weekends always suck, sure, they meant no school, but it also means boredom for me. "Likes it when I f-fuck him, but he's always nice to m-me."

"Sounds like you like him." Kaiser said slapping his lips with my 'little' cock; little only in comparison to him. I could tell he was stroking the fuck out of his monstrosity. Under the sounds of my moans and his 'Mmms' I make out the extremely hot sound of his free claw stroking the fuck out of his cock.

"Like him?" I shiver but only because he suckled particularly hard on the tip of my dick where it's the most sensitive. It was the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard, I've never liked anyone like that before, so why now would I 'like' that do-good hawk. He was awfully nice to me, and sure, it was nice to feel that sometimes, but that couldn't mean I liked him. "He's just some kid I f-fuck."

Kaiser shrugged his huge shoulders and I squeezed with my paws, one of them on his huge bicep as he held on to my belly that would rise up and down with my sporadic breathing. I could feel my quills poking through the fabric behind me as my body shuddered. My legs hugged his chest, my knees pressing up into his armpits as the first waves of orgasm rocketed through my body; from my nuts and up to my cock. I held my breath and shut my eyes, becoming more in tuned with the entire feeling and absorbing the maximum sensation of my nut.

I must have splattered the roof of his mouth with my cum because Kaiser's head jerked, maybe he didn't expect me to cum too easily but I'm a kid and our sexual parts or more sensitive or something. I remember hearing that in a lecture we had a few years ago about puberty. I only paid attention to it because there were a bunch of whinny boys talking about how their pubic fur was becoming thicker and that they would wake up with stains on their sheets. I just stroked my dick through my jeans the entire time we watched, imagining myself pounding the fuck out of their crybaby asses.

The dragon pulled off my dick in time for me to open my eyes and witness the last little dribble of cum slide down my length before soaking into my fur. Kaiser was licking his lips, not looking surprised, but maybe a little impressed that someone my age could deliver a load like that. My foot-paws fell back; too short to reach the floor in the position I was in; half sitting half lying. His dick was still drooling dragon pre, causing a wet spot in the carpet between his knees. He was admiring my adolescent body I think, the way his eyes darted up and down. I can relate because if I saw that little otter boy naked, or even maybe Kasai, I'd be doing the same thing.

He noticed his own dripping dick and took hold of it and it was my turn to admire his mature body. It was really something words couldn't do. How do you affectively describe how hot someone is? Maybe it was his tattoos, his southern accent, or massive cock. Those wonderful reasons aside, I knew I wanted to suck it; take it in both my paws, heft the motherfucker to my lips and smear the dragon cream across my lips. I decided to slide off the seat to get closer. I sat on my ass, legs out to either side of his knees and reached under his balls like he had with me. My dick agreed with the situation because it hadn't lost much of its size; it continued to bounce as I flexed the muscles in my groin to cause the chubby shaft to touch down on carpet before bouncing up again. He must have liked it because I felt a low rumble in his chest. It made me smile as it shifted his balls around in his gristly sac; veiny pink cock staring me in my mouth.

"I want my load inside you, Dallas." Kaiser hesitantly spoke. I shrugged and took the dick in my mouth without testing it with a lick or two. With a paw on his sac and another around the thick base, I dove right in. It was a strong taste but all cocks had their own flavor sometimes. His was only a musk I had never had before, nor was his size. With TK I could nearly get my nose down to his fur. With Kaiser, a forty-something-year-old dragon, I couldn't get my mouth much further than half way before my gag reflex kicked in.

"You can suck pretty well too, Dallas." Kaiser said with a pleased look across his reptilian face. I look up and notice he had his claws on his hips; big belly nearly blocking the view of his grin. I regret to let go of his warm balls. I wouldn't have been able to manage the cock in my mouth without my paw to steady it, so with the lesser of two things left behind I trace my paw from his strong thigh up to his stomach that is unusually firm and nice to the touch.

"I've been doing it since I was eight." I confess. I don't know why I told him, it was probably a really stupid thing to do on my part. I knew Kasai knew but that was just because he had read something I had written in a notebook a year ago. It was how I met the hawk; he found my notebook. I had left it somewhere, I don't even remember where, I might have been fucked up on something, but he looked through it to find out whom it belonged to, the usual do-good shit he does, and found my name.

"S-since you were eight?" He asked a bit more surprised than I thought he would. I didn't want to stay away from such a wonderful cock for too long so I just nodded and continued to suck, trying to put Kasai out of my mind once again. I realized it was the pre that made it taste so strong. A constant leak and would pool in the back of my throat where I would have to swallow after too long. It made me realize pre-cuming could be a hot blessing and one nuisance of a curse. I'd hate having to deal with loads of pre every time I got hard, but it tasted great to press my tongue against the leaking hole at the tip.

"That's pretty young Dallas." He spoke with that air of impression. Using my name so often made me think of the other fur who did the same thing but I was trying to suck a cock, not get all sentimental about a bird who lived on the other side of town. And yeah it was a young age, but I had fallen victim to another one of Kaiser's kind; another fur I didn't want to think about. "I'm sure it's made you a really smart kid."

"I'm failing all my classes for a third year." I say briefly enough to stroke the dick a few times. I just hoped he didn't get all creepy and try to become my friend. Sure he was a cool guy, had an awesome cock, and I'd suck him off again if I felt like it and he was willing to buy me more smokes, but I hoped he didn't want me to hang or party with him. That's just weird.

"I meant street smart." He corrected himself and I could see what he meant by that. I was sucking cock for drugs at the age of fourteen, how grown up. It made me feel bad though, the little bit of kid I had left in me longed for simpler times: Times when I didn't think about sex and my mom still loved me. I wasn't going to start crying again, I was lucky TK didn't see my tears earlier and Kaiser wouldn't know how to react to it. I choked a bit, slipping a little too far down the dick, but I made it seem like a moan and the dragon was more the ignorant. "When I was your age I thought I liked girls until I was a senior in high school, got with a little freshman orca. I lived near the coast and we had all sorts of aquatic furs there. Sammy was this little geeky kid who didn't know he was bigger than the jocks who picked on him. I became his friend and soon learned my chubby whale friend liked the cock. Moaned like a little pig the first time I fucked him. Of course, he moved out of state for collage and got himself a boyfriend. I never went on to greater things, stayed simple, so here I am.

'He became a bum who gets a hard-on helping middle schoolers cross the road.' I thought.

"That how you know about whale cock?" I asked with a smirk.

"You should find a lay with one someday, awesome fuckers, orcas." He replied as I suckled on his dragon cock, copious amounts of pre-jizz escaping to my belly.

"All I want now is for you to bust before my jaw gets sore." I mumble through my muzzle full.

"I really wish I could spill my load inside you." He groaned through pleasure. I just looked up at him the best I could at this angle, confused as hell. He rubbed under hand and over, milking even more pre from his tip onto my tongue as I tried to get the dragon to spill his load, but right when I thought I was getting him closer to the edge, he ripped the tool from my mouth. The end was almost engorged enough to see straight up the eraser sized hole I had been tonguing. I figured he wanted me to swallow his load, fill my belly with his seed, but I guess I was wrong. "I know you don't want anything inside you, but if you'll trust me I can fill that cute ass of yours without going inside you."

"You want to cum in my ass?" I asked a little offended. I fought off flashbacks of the warehouse; so much cum had filled both my holes and I never thought I'd want it anywhere but my mouth ever again. But as I sat there, watching Kaiser nod his head hopefully, cock in his claw, while the rain pattered the roof of the van the idea to have another male's cum in my ass sounded kind of hot. Kasai always liked it when I blew my load up his ass, so maybe I would, if I was the gay porcupine I figured I was. "I don't want to feel anything."

"It'll feel like my tongue, I promise only to press in the tip." Kaiser said patting my thigh. "Just get on your knees, no no, on the floor; I got to be level with you. That's it, I don't want to get poked either."

I followed his instructions, a little confused at first, but I realized I had just gotten into a doggie position and prayed he'd keep his promise. I could always rat on him, send him off to get butt fucked in jail, but he proved me wrong. His tapered tip came up to my hole, just like he said it would and only pressed against it; warm pre making it slippery and pleasant like his slithering tongue. I couldn't help the ridiculous sigh that escaped my mouth but it honestly felt as good, if not better than the tongue.

"Yeah that's it. Feel good?" He asked and I replied with a quick nod of my head and a moan filled uh-huh. His fist that had been guiding the thing the whole time made contact with my cheeks as he started to pump the rig, swirling the head around my hole. My own dangling dick perked up again and I took hold of it, imitating Kaiser's back and forth fist movement. My senses went into overdrive. Thinking about Kasai, my uncle, and that ugly word 'love' on top of getting a dragon dick rubbed on my tail-hole while jerking off was just a little too much for my stoned mind to handle. Normally I wouldn't be so bad off, but it had been a week since I last smoked pot and my tolerance always seemed to shift when that happened.

"Oh gods, I'm gonna cum. Open that hole and let me fill you up." He sighed like males in the warehouse.

"Yeeaaauuuughhhhh." I moaned like I had that night. Somewhere inside I wanted it all again.

The next thing I knew I was cuming and Kaiser's fists had become erratic. I probably shouldn't have but when I felt that first lick of hot cum splash against my crack I pushed back, shoulders loose, back arched, one paw holding me up while the other allowed my own cum to spurt a single string of jizz to the floor. Kaiser didn't expect me to push back as he thrust forward, allowing his second discharge of cum to spray my insides with warmth. He roared; a deafening growl of supreme pleasure. I don't know what was hotter, his cum in my ass or his pleasure at cuming in my ass. Sure, there was a sharp jab of pain that came with his slight breach, but all the pre had provided enough lube to let the short tapered tip slip seamlessly inside only an inch or so.

I was able to feel the first two eruptions of seed inside me, but after that it was replaced by a soothing pressure that just seemed to build and build until I knew I was full and his inch and a half of cock was swimming in his jizz inside my ass.

"Oh my god..." He sighed, but was obviously cautious enough not to bury any more of his cock inside me. I just stared at my own dick with my head hung below my arm. My paw was coated in off-white spunk that clung to my knuckles like sticky glue that had been left out in the sun. It brought my attention to the rain outside, making me thankful that I had a ride home after such a sexually filled day. I wanted another cigarette and when Kaiser gently pulled his cock from my ass I knew to clench it fast. He immediately began to get dressed with a grin, searching for his shirt while he spouted on about how hot and incredibly sexy that was. Listening, I lazily climbed up onto the backseat bench in search of my pack of smokes, enjoying my nakedness like TK had earlier. I now knew how he had felt.

I listened to the sound of the rain, lazily taking drag after drag of my cigarette between grins. I didn't feel like getting dressed right away and I gave the hawk in my mind props for taking dick so well then turning around and acting like nothing even happened. Today was a day to remember for sure. I mean, I knew that sometimes it takes people a while to come to terms with life-changing realizations but after having so many examples of gay furs who didn't act faggy, pedophile or not, was reason enough to admit to myself that I liked boys. I've never looked at a girl in 'that way' before and truthfully, I don't see the point of them beyond giving birth. I know that sounds sexist but I'm a gay, fourteen-year-old, porcupine, what do I know? Enough to know who I am and that's all that mattered to me.

So while Kaiser drove me home I lazily gave him directions while wiping my cummy paw on his seat. I didn't try not to think of Kasai anymore because frankly, I liked it and it gave my sixth erection of the day purpose. That warmth that I had left earlier with TK came back and it had nothing to do with the large amount of cum swirling inside me. When we pulled up to my house I grudgingly pulled my pants on, tossing my white briefs to Kaiser after wiping my paw on them, a token or thanks or simply a gift. He seemed to like it because he grinned like a fool and took a healthy sniff. Weirdo.

I pulled on my jacket and slammed the door shut after assuring the dragon that he'd see me on Monday and watched him drive off. I wasn't going to pass up another chance to see Kasai, I had something to give him, and this time it wasn't a good ass fucking, though that could always end up happening one way or another. I knew where Kasai lived, I passed his house every day I walked to school, but I wasn't about to show up and hassle him in front of his parents. I wasn't afraid of a few birds, but I didn't want to get parents involved, I knew where that could lead firsthand.

The End of Part: 3