Lionheart
#36 of M/M Fun
Commissioned story. Second time I've ever tried muscle growth, hopefully I worked it ...
Commissioned story. Second time I've ever tried muscle growth, hopefully I worked it out alright. :) Enjoy!
Gaylin quietly gestured towards his younger friend Sean as they came down towards a break in the wall of his father's keep. The pair of them grinned at one another as they'd managed to slip out of their rooms despite being told they were grounded for the rest of the week. A week of scrubbing the hall, slaving down at the stables, and helping to make dinner certainly didn't appeal to either of them. They had better things to do! The young elf had grabbed a hold of his human friend and shown him a way out of the keep that most people had forgotten even existed. The only reason he knew about it was because he had been searching for somewhere to hide some of his favorite possessions from his older siblings.
The older elf was fair looking, with long blond hair that was pulled back into a tail at the nap of his neck and slender enough it was easy for him to wriggle through the small opening in the wall. Sean however was a bit more husky, even if he was younger than the elf. He had to squirm and wriggle, twist and arch to get through the exit. He moved on his belly while he followed the movements of his friend's feet just a few inches ahead of him. Gaylin pushed himself out into the sunlight and turned to grab his human friend's arm and gave a firm pull to help him out. His eyes were darting around nervously looking for anyone that might have spotted them up at the keep.
"C'mon Sean, we don't wanna get caught." His voice was low and urgent as he tucked a bit of loose hair over one pointed air. Sean glanced up at him and managed to get out of the tunnel. The elf grinned a bit, they'd been best friends for three years ever since Sean's father had set up as the blacksmith.
"I'm comin'," The boy dusted himself off, "Let's go before we get caught. Ya got the food and stuff we'll need?"
"Yup!" Gaylin winked, "We won't have to come back until we run out which won't be for a while! Let's go!"
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Sean followed Gaylin's lead trusting in the elf to know the way through the woods that surrounded the castle. He hadn't been lead astray yet after all. They went down along the edge of a path that was barely able to be made out from the heavy grass that covered it. He swallowed a little and came up closer to the elf as he shouldered the bag he'd been handed. He really did hate being out of the castle, he'd heard all sorts of things lurked out here. Everything from wolves to bandits that'd be all too happy to make off with him and his friend were supposed to be prowling out here. At least that's what the guard's said.
"You sure it's safe, Gaylin?" Sean forced himself to speak normally, despite the fact what he really wanted to do was whisper in the hopes that nothing would hear him. The elf looked back and grinned so his green eyes sparkled. He grabbed the boys arm and pulled him forward to walk side by side.
"Promise, safe as can be. I mean if we went TOO far we might run into trouble, but if we just stay here we'll be fine. See this old path? Used to be a few houses out here, but 'cause there was a huge drought a few years back the people came to live closer to the keep." The elf made it seem as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "There's lotsa people smell so no animal's will come around and we can just hang out in the houses."
"Okay, I guess. What 'bout bandits?" Sean felt his eyes widen in fear, he really didn't want to meet up with bandits. His big sister had told him how they'd snatch up little kids to sell sometimes.
"Aw there're no bandits, nothin' here to steal see? Ya should hear Da' talk about 'em. They're mostly on the way other side of the castle cause it's closer between our keep an' Lord Nael's. That way they can get at people goin' back and forth. No one comes here!" The elf's courage was almost contagious as they walked along, but it didn't completely settle Sean's stomach.
They continued down the path and the boy could tell that nothing had been here for a long time. There weren't even real hints of wagon tracks on the ground. It took more than an hour before they clambered up and over the edge of a wall that had mostly fallen in on itself. Gaylin got over easily but Sean found it harder to get his shorter legs up and over the stone until the elf grabbed a hold and helped him. He felt a moment's chagrin, why couldn't he be as brave as his friend or as strong? He seemed to always be trailing behind the older boy like a lost puppy.
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Gaylin set up camp with his friends help. The houses weren't really that much to look like, the stone was wearing away but one of them still had a roof up top. He threw the packs down and looked around the place in a proprietary manner. Already in his mind he built up the idea he and his squire were out on a quest together, they'd come from some far off place and had set out to save some maid or even retrieve some treasure. The idea built up in his mind as he took out the old pans from his sack and set them down.
"Okay, least we got lotsa firewood, Sean." He grinned and saw his friend give a weak smile back. "We won't have to go roaming around in the forest to get more."
"Yeah, I guess. We gonna use the fire place?" Gaylin turned his head to look at the ramshackle fire place and frowned just a little to himself.
"Well, yeah I think we can. Why don't ya get a really long thick stick and then we can shove it up into the chimney and see if it's clear?" He dropped out some food on what might have been a table at some point. "If not I guess we can make one outside, but then we'll hafta sleep there too. An' it'd be a lot better bein' in here if it rains."
"O-outside?" Sean shivered a little, "No way! I don't wanna sleep out there."
Gaylin just grinned and started to pull out the thick blankets he'd managed to sneak away from his sisters. They were big enough they could lay on them and cover up too. He went back to his mental fantasy as he heard his friend moving around the room. He'd be a tall knight, with a big fiery chestnut red stallion as his war horse. Sean would be his squire and learning how to be a knight too. They wouldn't be staying in some abandoned building though. They'd be staying in a cave, yeah a cave! A big one right at the base of a mountain and high high up on the mountain there'd be a dragon. One of those big black ones that breathed fire and he was going to do battle with-
"OW!" Sean's yelp jerked him out of his fantasy and he turned his head to see the boy rubbing his hand and holding a heavy branch in the other.
"What's wrong? Didja knock a stone loose up there?" Gaylin moved over to him with a concerned look on his face, "It didn't hurt you did it?"
"No, somethin' was up there." Sean nudged a moldering cloth covered bundle with his foot and he shook his head.
"Ohhhh I wonder if it's treasure! You know, the sort that bandits might hide to make sure no one discovered?" Gaylin felt a thrill run through him as he moved to pick up the heavy wrapped bundle, "It's heavy too!"
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Sean watched his friend with large eyes and swallowed just a little bit as he handled the strange wrapped bundle without a hint of fear. He didn't like it. If it was put up there, there was probably a reason! Before he could protest the elf was unwrapping it and had flopped down onto his rump to pull off the partially ripped clothe from the edges. He looked as excited as he would have been if it'd have been Christmas morning! When the last piece of cloth was pulled out a strange funny looking band fell down with a jingling sound. No not one band, there were four of them!
"Ohhhh oh this is great!" Gaylin picked up the bands and bounced up to his feet without any real words to Sean. He was walking towards the darkening outside!
"HEY! Hey wait up! What's great? Gaylin!" Sean scampered after him and almost ran straight into the boys back as he reached the door way.
"Look, Sean! Look!" The elf held up his hands, "I know what these are, my Da' said that they used ta be really common when he was little. They're presents."
"Presents? For who?" Sean blinked and stared to see the dull silver of the bands hadn't changed, but in the brighter light he saw the etching of strange words around the edges.
"Well for anyone. Ya gave them as gifts. There used ta be this band of elves that made 'em. You'd make a set of two and you'd gift one to your blood-brother and one to you. Then when you put them on your wrists you could both make a wish for the other." Gaylin grinned excitedly. "They'd make 'em come true! You just had to wish and what you wished would come true for the other person and be that way for a whole day. Anything 'long as it didn't hurt anyone."
"Really? They just look like bracelets to me." Sean looked down doubtfully and Gaylin shoved against his side in a rough friendly manner.
"I promise, Da' has a set he got when he was younger. The magic's all used up in 'em though so you can't see the markings anymore."
"Oh, well w-we should probably give them to him then." Sean ventured only to have Gaylin snort a little bit of a laugh. The mercurial elf boy turned around and faced him. His face was solemn but his eyes were bright with laughter.
"I know! Gaylin, you can be my blood-brother and this is for you." He offered two of the bracelets to the boy and he hesitated. "C'mon, Sean, promise this'll be great!"
"I guess so..." Sean took the metal bands hesitantly and felt the weight of the cool bracelets in his hands. They felt almost cold to the touch, but the moment they passed to him he felt a flash of heat right at his finger tips so that he let out a cry. He almost fumbled and dropped them down in reaction.
"That's nothin', that just means they're tuned to us." Gaylin didn't seem to have any reservations about them. He slipped the metal on right around both of his wrists with a grin. "You next, Sean!"
Sean gave another worried look before he wriggled the too large bracelets over his hands and wrists. They were heavier then he thought they would be, the metal was only about a fingers width wide after all. The moment they touched his wrists the metal tightened itself down and pulled down snug against his skin so that they felt as if they were made for him! He glanced up almost franticly to see Gaylin examining the fit on his without looking worried in the least bit about how they'd reacted. He swallowed nervously.
"Well what should we wish for each other?" He asked quietly.
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Gaylin smiled over at his friend, unable to miss the nervous tone of his voice when he asked that question. He flicked his hair over his ears and thought about it. Really they shouldn't tell each other their wishes, but he didn't want to disappoint or be disappointed. When would they ever get this chance again? He tapped a finger against one of his bracelets as he looked over at Sean and grinned as an idea coming to him. Sean was always so worried and scared of things, he'd run away from his own shadow if he met up with it at night alone! He knew exactly what to wish for.
"How about I wish you were lion-hearted?" Sean widened his eyes and then gave a slightly rueful smile, "I mean I know you really wanna be brave, maybe if you just know what it feels like for a night you'll stop being scared all the time."
"Yeah I guess." There was still that little embarrassed grin on his face, "It'd be really nice to be brave like you for a change. But what about you? What do I wish for you?"
"Umm, well. I always wanted ta be a knight. You know slay dragons, save maidens, that sorta stuff." Gaylin tried to think about it, "But I don't think there's any dragons left around here an' if I met one it'd eat me probably. I don't know much about dragons an' there's no books on 'em for me to find out how to slay one."
"How about I wish that you could know all about dragons? Then ya'd be able to remember it, maybe it'd make a dragon show up! Then you'd be able to slay one when you grew up because you'd remember dealing with one." Sean brightened and Gaylin grinned at the idea, a dragon. A tame dragon. His fantasies started to go wild at that. Instead of slaying it, what if he could ride it? And Sean wouldn't be so afraid so he'd be able to ride it too!
"Yeah, that'd be awesome! A tame dragon!" Gaylin rubbed the bracelets on his wrists again. "I think this'll work, Sean. Let's get stuff all set for bed, then we go to bed and you gotta fall asleep repeating your wish over and over I think. Or maybe just saying it before bed . Then when morning comes it'll be true and waiting for you!"
"I can't wait to be brave." The elf heard the wistful tone in his friends voice and gave the human boy a hug around the shoulders before they went into the hut.
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Nighttime found both human boy and elven boy curled up on separate sides of the broken down house. They'd tried sleeping together but they kept getting their words all confused while they tried to make their wishes. Their soft voices filled the night while the fire in the fireplace crackled away and sent embers up the chimney so that the smoke and sparks rolled their way upwards to the night sky. The bracelets on their wrists started to pulse slightly as first the human boy and then the elf fell asleep. Not even the soft howls of a wolf that was hunting nearby stirred either of the pair from their sleep. The night closed in around them and darkened as the magic they'd invoked took hold. The strange thing about magic, sometimes it just doesn't work out the way you plan it too.
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Sean shifted in his sleep restlessly, his eye lids fluttering as he dreamed strange dreams. He'd always had slightly odd dreams, just like anyone else, but tonight they seemed more vivid and bright. He was in the forest, the dark black forest. It surrounded him and made his throat start to tighten and his heart beat speed up as something was walking around him. He could hear its heavy breathing and the crackling of dried branches as they were pushed aside. It was stalking him! Chasing him! He swallowed again and tried to stumble his way back and away from the sounds. A moment later something huge and gold erupted from the bushes, fangs bared and claws extended! A lion!
The boy woke up panting and trembling, he jerked upright in the bed and stared around in the pitch black broken down house he was camping in. He moved a hand up to his throat as if to reassure himself that he still had it. His chest rose and fell rapidly and he pushed his covers off and pulled his legs up slightly. He was okay, he was out in the forest hiding with Gaylin. It was just a dream. He had probably had the dream because they'd talked about lions earlier and his courage. He turned his head and saw the dim outline of the elf all the way at the other side of the room and sighed. He was safe, even if it was ungodly hot in here.
He moved his hand upwards to pull at his shirt lightly and felt the bracelets on his wrists suddenly tighten down. He opened his lips to cry out, but something stopped him. Something alien and strange stirred and brushed through his mind. The young boy snapped his mouth shut and drew in a shaking breath while he tried to figure out what the presence was. It was powerful and seemed to rub through his entire body, something was moving INSIDE of him. Even as he wanted to call out he thought he could feel to brush of fur from inside of his body. A place no one should ever touch!
He moved his hands down to his lap and tried to control his breath, in the darkness his fingers felt swollen and puffy. He flexed them to see if he'd hit his hands on something from his dream and to his amazement felt them curl down and something relax in his finger. His nails pushed against his palm and while he felt them they started to turn into sharp points. His eyes flashed in panic as he moved his hand up towards where the fire was and saw each finger thickening and bulging heavily. As he watched just one digit thickened until it was as wide as two of his fingers put together normally.
He didn't feel a rush of panic, something was in his mind, it was restless and wanted to be free! It wanted out! He stumbled up and heard Gaylin turn in his sleep as he stumbled towards the rectangle of pale silver light that was the door. He passed through it as the bands around his wrists almost seemed to pulse in time with his heart beat. He dropped down to his knees while his hands grew larger, doubling and then almost tripling in size. His palms pushed against the ground while his changed nails turned into razor sharp talons. And the change just went higher up on his arms!
As he watched his fore arms started to widen and grow heavier. The heat was spreading and he finally realized he wasn't growing hotter! There was a layer of smooth golden fur was starting to spread out from the bracelets! His young muscles were forced to expand and turn into toned hardened flesh, much as he'd seen the young men at arms when they'd been at practice. He flexed his hands against the ground and watched as the flesh rippled and corded as the transformation just rose higher. That presence in his mind almost seemed to purr and his body felt relief at being set free.
His upper arms swelled and started to strain against his clothing. He could feel the pressure as the tightly sewn seams bit in against his skin. No it wasn't skin anymore! He could feel the silken fur starting to roll over his skin and make him feel all the hotter. There was a tearing sound as the seams ripped and he cried out as his shirt started to tear open. It ran right along the shoulders and then over his chest until it finally loosened under the growing pleasure. He fell back on his rump and watched as thick dark fur started to sprout right over his chest, growing heavier and fluffier then the rest of the fur. He drew in a shivering breath as the being in his mind flexed his hands and lifted them up to feel his jaw start to stretch itself outwards. What was happening!
Sean's jaws stretched outwards and he could feel his lips changing as they split slightly and his teeth curved down into fangs. He ran his tongue against them and grew distracted as his hair grew heavier and longer along his head. So distracted he failed to notice that his chest was changing. What had been a slender boyish chest with no definition at all started to swell outwards. Muscles formed beneath the thick fur that had made its way along his chest until his shirt was forced off of his back. His shoulders expanded and grew broader and heavier and he moved his hand downwards to feel as his stomach firmed. Rippling abdominal muscles formed just above his naval and the thick fur that had formed on his chest faded just above it.
His ears started to twitch at strange sounds that came from the broken down house. Wait? Twitch? He reached his hands up and fumbled against the thick heavy hair on his head and felt his ears rounding out and growing. He could move them! Whiskers sprouted out from his muzzle and spilled out to either side of his cheeks, no it was a muzzle. It had forced out so the bridge of his nose extended out in a leonine muzzle and even his tongue felt rough and feline! For a moment his vision blurred and he let out a rrrowling cry of dismay before it returned. The world was vivid and bright and alive! He felt that strange part of him stirring and breathing in the night scents. The living world awaited him!
His heart beat started to pound against his chest as he felt his pants tighten along his hips, the young boys body continued to change. They stretched right around his waist and started to pull tighter and tighter, almost so tight that he was painful! He realized with a shock that the front was forming a mounded tent, the seams straining there to contain what he could only think of as his member. Even thinking that, the other part of his mind started to stir and he felt the first brush of true arousal. What he wanted to do was rip his pants free entirely but some part of him held back.
The choice was taken from him with a tearing sound as the pants bulged and tore at the seams. His upper legs swelled outwards and he dropped down to all fours as they bulked up and his entire form seemed larger. Seven feet tall as the legs stretched outwards and muscles grew and twisted around each other to form an adult's size. His knees curled forward and his lower legs started to extend until he felt his pants rip free completely baring the curve of his rump to the moonlight. His calves thickened and he could feel his lower feet start to spread out and become broad powerful powers. Everything in his mind was pounding, it was as if he could hear his own heart beating in his ears!
As his legs grew he felt something like pressure just above the curve of his rump. He muffled a cry of shock as something brushed along his ass and upper legs. It was ropey and as wide as two of his fingers, it moved back and forth wildly against his legs. It was only when he felt the thick tuft brush his legs did he realize it was a tail. He trembled and let out a rowling moan before his world erupted into a sensation very like pleasure. He looked down and as he watched his modest shaft started to turn into a dark livid red color. It swelled and pushed up against his belly higher and higher, leaving a sticky clear trail against the newly formed six pack.
Sean wanted to touch himself, to move his hand down and feel how he'd grown but it was all he could do to watch as the tip started to then down. It formed into an almost cone shape and pulsed against his stomach, the base thickened almost obscenely large as it seemed to be ringed by a heavy roll of furred flesh. A sheath? Along the tip he felt each and every fleshy barb that rose outwards and lift up against the sides of the glans. A thick drop of viscous clear pre spilled down from the tip and he hissed out a sound of pleasure. His thick heavy hand moved up and cupped itself right beneath his own girth and gave a stroking pull upwards.
His mind erupted in pleasure and he spread his lips with a moan, the innocent boy seemed to flutter back into the background as a more beastial mind spilled free. So lost in his own pleasure he didn't hear the snarls and whines coming from the hut where his friend still rested. So lost not even the gleam of great coppery eyes stirred him as his padded hand paw stroked up and down and smoothed all that deliciously slick pre along his heavy cock. His friend had wanted to make him lion hearted, though it seemed the magic had thoughts on its own just what that meant.
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Inside the hut Gaylin was undergoing a similar awakening. He'd felt a strange pressure that had built up along his back while he twisted restlessly side to side against his cover. It was only when he felt a sharp stab almost like pain that he awoke with a start and jerked upwards. The movements made him feel heavy weight against his back and he groaned a little bit and moved his hand back to touch his shoulders. The elf boy felt not the slender curve of his naturally thin form, but the bulging of muscles that had started to grow. Not only that but he could feel something attached to them.
He turned his body and found himself looking at a pair of massive and powerful looking wing arms. He could feel the sail's filling them out and chasing downwards towards his body! They were so heavy he stumbled under them and went to all fours. The wings spread down until he heard the tearing of his clothing where they joined to the skin along his thighs and sides. Though he wasn't left stumbling under their weight for long, he felt the sudden ripple down his spine and something hissing and teasing ran through his mind. It was enjoying what was happening!
His back started to grow wider, the bones thickening and elongating along his chest as it spread and filled with powerful muscles meant to hold his wings. He leaned his head down as his shirt tore open in the front and he saw a set of powerful chest plates start to form. Each one was a broad as his hand and hardened from the softness of his skin. He moved a hand up to touch it and felt the firmness while the scales rippled and ran down along his stomach. He suddenly realized how small his hand was compared to the sheer bulk of his chest!
As Gaylin twisted his head down he suddenly realized that his neck was elongating and thickening at the same time. It filled out to the point that he could feel the tendons straining beneath the muscle as the scales ran up along his neck. In the darkness all he could see were the overlapping scales, not their color, just the sight of them hardening over his skin. His forearms started to widen and grow heavier, the last of his shirt fell down in tatters against the ground. Some part of his mind reveled in the feeling of finally being free! His fingers grew heavier and sharp dark talons curved out from his nails. His palm felt strangely horny and rough while finer scaling pebbled over the skin there as it roughened.
He let out a cry, his face felt flushed with heat and he lifted the strangely rough palms up. His hands were so large that even one was the size of his face! They were larger than his father's hands and as he felt his cheeks he could feel the potential power in them. Some part of him reveled at that all the way until the point that his jaws started to ache and stretch out. They thinned down and his nose became longer and spread outwards. He opened his mouth wide and realized his tongue was long enough he could see the slippery tip move up and coil itself up and over his own muzzle. His teeth lengthened and sharpened rapidly until his hardening lips didn't entirely contain them and they slipped over the edges.
Before his eyes he watched as ridges like spines rose up along his muzzle and all the way up to his brow. Once it reached that point he felt a stab of sudden pain and cried out. Only dimly did he hear noises from outside the house. He was more worried by the fact a set of heavy curved horns formed and moved over his head until the tips hooked sharply upwards. The changes never stopped! Even though he wanted them too his legs were starting to shift and the bones thickening into heavier and more powerful appendages. He spread his wings out and forced himself up on his feet before his pants tore off with a loud noise.
Below him his upper legs were each as large as his elven waist had been and powerfully muscled over the scales. Below a set of heavy paws spread out with long toes and wicked looking talons that flashed in the light. He lifted one leg up and he watched his calf muscles bunch and harden before relaxing again. Inside his mind an older presence seemed to wash over him, drowning out the young confused boy. The reason soon became apparent as he looked down and saw that his powerful thighs framed his small and weak looking member. But not for long.
He gasped out and let out a hiss as heat filled him and blood hardened his shaft. The form of him swelled wider and wider, thicker then the boys wrist by far. The tip started to push up and just forward in a tapered tip that lead down to heavy dark black ridges that ran down towards the very base. A thick roll of scaled skin formed a sort of sheath at the base that was forced down around himself and he let out a soft hissing sound in pleasure. Hot watery spurts started to erupt from his tip as he watched them swell heavier and heavier. Expanding rapidly and hardening as they were flooded with heavy virile seed.
He shook his wings out as the creature in his mind seemed to lay claim to him and he spread his jaws in a hiss. His eyes flickered towards the door where he saw the tawny form of a lion-man rubbing himself with one paw. The scent of arousal and male musk was on the air and he rumbled to himself in pleasure. The massive nine and a half foot dragon took one step forward and then another until his glittering blue-green scales came into the moonlight and the lion that lay in the spill of it jerked his head upwards with his eyes wide and then purred a greeting. Nothing of the innocent young boys was in the lustful gaze of the pair of beasts.
Gaylin seemed drawn to his friend, the sight of the crimson shaft, the sweet warm scent of male musk. He couldn't stop himself, he wanted him! He wanted to take him! His obsidian shaft flexed against his belly as he used his wings to help erupt out of broken down house. His hands outstretched and he caught them up against the lion's shoulders while his wings came down hard on either side. He felt the hard muscled body hit against his with a dull meaty thud while he started to use his weight to shove the lion down. His jaws parted and breathed lewdly hot against the other's neck. The primal mind taking over as the boy was given a front row seat on how a dragon thought.
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The lion stared into the coppery eyes of the dragon as the scaled creature shifted in the darkness of the door way. His hand cupped around his shaft still before her moved into a slight crouch. The air was thick with anticipation as he measured up the larger animal. Gaylin let out a soft hiss before he spilled out from the hut and wings wrapped around his tawny form. The sweet neck ruffling scent of the dragon lingered in his muzzle while he tried to twist his head about. His jaws parted and he wrinkled his lips back while the scaled form pulled him in close and the muscular arms clamped down around his body.
Sean snarled back at the dragon as he felt the large beasts bulk push him farther into a crouch. He protested all the way up until he felt the sudden brush of the scaled tail run up against his aching member. He let out a groan while the scaled body stroked against his back and he arched his back upwards in pleasure. Everything seemed to feel sharper, more extreme, more enticing to the changed boy. He pushed his back upwards and felt the touch flat scales of the muscled chest push down against him. The larger dragon ran talons along his chest fur and purred out a deep throaty hum as the claws ran against his chest and stomach.
Gaylin's weight ground down against him firmly until the lion could feel the heavy ridged girth pushing up against the powerful muscular ass. The cock ran right up against the base of his tail and felt the thick drops of precum spilling out to stain around the very base of his tail. He twitched it and arched his hips up with a groan as heavy scaled balls ground and teased upwards against his own softly furred ones. The pair of muscular beasts twisted and strained against each other before the lion felt the wings spread open to spread on either side of him.
The tapered tip moved down to wedge just between the muscular curve of his cheeks and the lion gave a slight clench and flex. The wetness trickled down all the way until it started to spill along the tightness of his pucker. He turned his head and wrinkled his lips back in a sharp snarl only to feel Gaylin's jaws closing down on the back of his thickly maned head. His claws clenched down against the ground, the other paw reached down to feel his own erection with a soft hiss of pleasure as he pulled his way from the base all the way to the tip.
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Gaylin was almost mad with desire to feel something wrapped around his engorged cock, the feel of the hard ass rubbing against it was a delicious torture. The smooth soft fur glided along him as he let out a groan and moved his jaws to close down over the back of the thick mane that covered the back of his friend's neck. The muscular back tensed under his weight and he moved his hips backwards until he felt his tapered tip slipping down to find the velvety opening of the pucker. It flexed under his probing touch and his hips tensed up and hardened. A slow push forward and he felt it start to spread open around him.
The tight heat of the passage wrapped around his hip and he heard Sean moan out in reaction as the walls clamped downwards. His hand moved down to clasp over the lions lower belly and another over his chest. He could feel the leonine paw moving up and down as his friend worked at stroking his own arousal. The dragon rocked his hips forward and pried open that snug passage inch by slow inch. The walls clenched and squeezed around him, almost as if it were trying to suckle him in deeper! He arched his back up and spread his wings before giving a harder thrust forward that rocked the tawny from beneath his own.
Gaylin let out a groan as the ridges popped in one at a time and tugged along the channel before he pulled back. The tip of him drooled out hot dribbles of precum that spread over the passage and his glans just pushed it deeper as he drove himself further. His cock strummed and plucked along the clenching anal ring. Each time he thrust forward he forced some of that slick wetness outwards to drool out around the edges. Forcing his own precum to dribble out, slickening the passage until he gave a sharp sudden thrust forward that forced his balls up tight against the other males. The sound of flesh slapping flesh was heard when they collided together.
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Sean wrinkled his lips back with a snarl as he felt the cock pushing up against his anal ring. His body strained to stop that shaft from pushing inwards out of instinct, but as the larger animal slammed forward he let out a roar. The tapered tip spread that virgin passage open almost painfully wide. He pushed his hips upwards to help drive it inwards while his friend gave a snarling cry around the back of his neck. The inches were oddly formed, ridges pulled and then stroked over a place inside of him that made him snarl out in pleasure. His paw gripped around his cock firmly and precum dribbled and webbed against his finger tips.
The pullback sent a shudder through his body of pleasure before another sudden thrust forward rocked through his entire body. It spread him wide again as the tip jabbed deeply inside of him and he felt a sudden splatter of heat inside of him. The tip seemed to erupt something inside of him that spread deeper before the pull out that spilled the viscous wetness down along the crease of his thighs. The lustful male mind that had overcome the boy thrived on the feeling inside of him. The thrusts that stirred in and out of him as the hips clapped down firmly against his own before pulling back. His walls clamped down tightly, molding around the onyx shaft and trying to hold it more deeply inside of him each time it tried to pull back out.
The lion dropped his paw down so that both his hands were pushed down against the grass beneath him. The muscles along his arms bulged while his claws sank into the earth to brace himself. Each thrust of the scaled body rocked through him until his jaws were spread open and the tip of his rough red tongue was peeking outwards. His cock jutted out against his belly and left a dark patch of sticky precum right against his lower belly. It pulsed and flexed against his belly while he spread his legs open wider and his long ropey tail lashed and hit against the side of the scaled muscled dragon that pushed him down harder.
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Gaylin clenched his eyes shut in pleasure as he dragged his hips back until his tapered tip almost popped free from the slickened tight passage. His hips crashed down again and clapped up tight so that he let out a muted bugling cry. His wings drew in close against his back finally as he moved his fingers down to grip into that thick maned chest to pull his friend back against him. His cock drove all the way in and he ground his balls up against the furred one. His mind afire with pleasure as he felt each clench and spasm of the muscles wrapped around him.
He pushed his weight down a bit more firmly against writhing firmed form, Sean's body seemed to buck and hit back against him. The hot strands of his cum erupted from his tip faster and hotter while he moved and clenched his teeth down so hard he almost drew blood against the back of the feline's neck. He used every one of his newly made muscles to thrust in savage hard and short movements. The constant slapping sound of flesh on flesh rang around the clearing as his belly stroked and brushed over the smooth soft fur. The long spade shaped tail lashed behind him, it snapped in the air and the base pushed downwards to help power his thrusts.
The dragon wrinkled his lips backwards and bared his teeth as the pleasure started to build inside of him. The smooth slick passage that glided around him, the way the muscles clenched down and suckled around him. His balls started to tighten up and his eyes flashed open wide as somewhere in his mind the young elf boy experienced the rush of pleasure as the dragon arched his back. He slammed forward until his sheath meshed right up against the other's pucker and his balls pulled up snugly against his body. The vein that ran along his cock bloated and spread open wider as he pushed up a thick rush of cum towards the tip.
Gaylin cast back his head and bugled out his pleasure as the first hot rush of his cum erupted out of his tip and flooded into the tight clenching channel. The hot gouts of his cum sprayed out into the lion while he push his hips down and kept them joined roughly against the other male. His muscled back rippled and trembled through the pleasure of his relief as his balls churned and kept pushing up the globs until he could feel it drooling outwards around his dark black cock. The thick cream dribbled down along the sizable leonine balls and stained the fur.
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Sean felt the cock as it grew and thickened inside of him, the ridges seemed to dig in more firmly against his achingly spread passage. His cock pulsed and started to fill out as the vein bulged inside of his spread ass. He opened his jaws and let out a sudden roar of pleasure that vibrated his chest. His claws sank into the ground as he felt the very tip of the cock inside of him spread open a moment before the hot rush spilled out. The gouts of cum flooded into his spread anal ring and shot into his bowels while his muscles clutched and plucked around him.
The first hot rush of cum splattered into his body in sticky ropes that splattered his body and heated his passage until he felt it pushing back around the shaft. Another sharp thrust and he heard a wet squelching noise as the cock dug inside of him. His own balls drew up tight before he roared out again and he felt the thick ropes of cum against his chest and belly. The hot white cream rubbed and coated against his fur so that it stuck together. He tucked his hips down as he tried to thrust into the air as he groaned out. The pleasure that he'd felt start the moment he'd changed spilled over in one hot eruption.
The pair of muscled animals arched and thrust against each other. E ach movement of the dragon forced more of that thick white seed out of the passage and even deeper inside of him. The lion's cock erupted strands of cum to decorate against the ground while he arched his back and pushed himself back against his changed friend. His stomach tightened to show the six pack splattered with thick viscous goo. Their tails lashed back and forth beneath the moonlight as they lived out their night of magic and wishes that had turned out more strangely then they had planned.
The morning found the pair of them passed out in the grass outside of the broken down house. The bracelet's loose around their wrists and every hint of the runes gone. Gaylin's groin was a mass of sticky seed and his member cast to one side of his thighs. While Sean laid flat on his belly with his curved rump splashed equally as well and his stomach. The ground around them was torn up as if by great beasts that had done battle as they came around and blinked at the weak morning light. Confusion on both of their faces as they couldn't quite remember what had happened the night before or what they had done. A night of magic, a night of wishes, both losing their virginity and not even remembering what had happened the night before.
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