Iggy In The Middle
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As the orange sun set over the now silhouetted tree-line, the trickles of wind began to pick up. Young flowers, soaked in the orange hue of twilight, swayed back and forth with the soft breeze, rhythmically rising and falling like coloured waves on a summer ocean. The birds had nested and were sat warm and tight in their nests, hidden from view by the newly formed leaves and singing happily to their new chicks. In turn each chick sung back in a relaxing chorus of birdsong. There was a mystical haze of fog that hung around the surrounding swamp, the light bending and shining in the wet air and sparking a sense of magic. There was peace in the world. Not a trouble brewed, nor a problem found. No bad thoughts hung in the air and no upsetting emotions were left on the mind. There was peace, and that was all.
Within the midst of the picturesque landscape lay the Temple. The yellow walls were welcoming in the golden mist and in the darkening moments of the day there was something enticing about the Temple. The grand stone statues stood like proud centurions holding back the night with their noble stances and rising out of the fog like a beacon of hope. Tall arches hung overhead creating a historic and elegant mood to the place, it was obvious that this was a place of great importance.
From inside there was a warm glow to contrast the gradually chilling outside and the tell-tale flicker of yellow light gave away the fire that sat inside. The fire's size made it of little use for warmth but the comfort of the flicking yellow glow seemed to calm the group who sat round it, a group who's midst was filled with banter and general chit-chat, none of which had any seriousness or malevolence at all.
Laying like the four points of the compass, each dragon had taken their own corner and laid there for a relaxing evening with the others. The tall orange dragon was renowned throughout the land as an almost royal figure. Documented for his courage and helpful nature, a leader of all with his infectious smile, warming colours and heart of gold. It was unspoken but clearly he was the leader of the group. Tall, handsome and with a mind as strong as his body, he was the fire Guardian Ignitus. A dragon of great honour, valency and affection, like few have ever seen.
Opposite him was the ice dragon Cyril. Occasionally he had a heart to match his icy blue colours but today he had been much calmer and seemed more eager than usual to join in with the discussions. A high class dragon with an almost regal appearance, head held high and a tendency to look down his nose at others, he was as snappy and bitter as he was intelligent. If Cyril wasn't feeding his huge egotistical fire then he was normally gossiping or spreading things that he had heard, making sure that everyone knew that he found it out.
On his right was a bright yellow dragon with hints of deep blue running down parts of his flank. On his muzzle he wore a grin that would make even a clown seem sad; chuckling and wagging his tail idly now and again seemed to brighten the room with his joy. However he rarely had time to sit and smile, being the most talkative of the group he often babbled on about anything and everything, swaying from subject to subject as though he had only minutes to share the information he had. Not that many would understand the ferocious pace at which he spoke, at times not even his fellow Guardians, who had been around him for years, could comprehend what he was saying. It was clear from his bubbly behaviour that he was the electric Guardian Volteer.
Completing the circle was a dragon who most knew very little about. The largest of the group and by far the veteran of them all he lay listening, hardly ever speaking as though he had spoken enough so far in his life and was happier to silently gather what he could about everyone else. For most, his unreadable and unyielding stare could make them tremble and become anxious about the dark green dragon. His mind however was incredibly active and unlike the minds of the other's; where as Ignitus' thought about how to deal with people, Cyril's was mainly focused on himself and Volteer's seemed to be amazing at holding knowledge even if it couldn't stop blurting it out but the earth dragon's mind was unique. He was able to see himself through hundreds upon thousands of battles because his mind could make involuntary responses to attacks and make split second decisions that always seemed to save him. His mind was brilliantly complex about how it worked and dealt with choices, choices that almost always turned out the way he needed them to. He was the Guardian of earth, Terrador.
The huddled group bantered back and forth between them, ranging from raucous laughter at punchlines and bantering comments to hushed whispers at gossip. Tales were told and jokes were shared, all in all it was a very social evening for the dragons.
Ignitus leaned forward and into the hushed silence he began to grin. Even before he had said anything the other dragon's leaned with him, hanging on the silence that hung from his mouth knowing that whatever was about to come out was something they would like to hear. The orange dragon knew how to pull at their interest, chuckling to himself and pretending to think whether he should tell them. He knew that he would; there was no way he couldn't.
"I don't suppose that you saw what I saw the other night."
That was it. The hook was dropped and the other Guardians were helpless to ignore it. Almost instantly questions flooded the fire dragon's ears; questions of "who?" "what?" and "where?". They knew that he would reveal all but for the moment he wore the grin of someone who kept their cards close to their chest without telling and Ignitus couldn't help but grin at the fact that he was the one who could grip them like that.
"Well our little purple friend of course. I only noticed as I passed his room last night as I headed for a walk around the Temple." Ignitus continued to grin as he relived the moment in his head, making sure not to tell too much detail yet just to make sure that they really hang on his words.
"Tell us about it Ignitus, the waiting is unbearable, intolerable, inadmissible." The yellow dragon's tail was flicking madly, back and forth behind him in excitement and childish joy at the simple pleasure of story-telling. His claws were curled up on themselves as he tried to calm himself rather unsuccessfully.
"Well, it was as I was passing his room that I began to hear strange noises coming from inside. I think we can guess what our little friend was doing in there and he is at an age where that is acceptable so I was about to move on when I noticed his door was slightly open." Ignitus smiled and paused shortly noticing the sniggers that seemed to travel through the group of dragons, even Terrador gave up a small smile at this. Finally it was Cyril who couldn't bear it any longer.
"And?" he asked, "What happened? Did you look?"
"Could you resist such temptation? To not take even a small glance?" Ignitus chuckled along with the others knowing full well that they would have peeked too.
"Then what did you see?" Volteer added, his tail becoming faster as his eagerness to hear the rest of the story increased until he felt he was going to burst if he didn't hear the conclusion.
The fire dragon laughed again at his apparent desperation, "As I looked in I saw our flexible friend curled up over himself and he had taken it upon himself to please himself that way." Ignitus' grin only grew as he pictured it in his mind and it turned to a hearty laugh as he saw the looks on the other Guardian's faces. Volteer was shocked and open mouthed in disbelief, Cyril was grinning widely as he imagined it and Terrador had begun to chuckle to himself gently as the story concluded.
"Wait. Spyro was...autofellating?" Volteer was almost too shocked to say the word and couldn't think of any less embarrassing was of putting it. His heart was in his throat as he tried to keep the thought from his mind. And as Ignitus nodded towards him he couldn't stop the wave of images that crashed through his mind and then it struck him.
"Er, Ignitus?" The yellow dragon asked rather nervously. Ignitus looked towards the suddenly anxious dragon and nodded to him indicating he should continue. "Does this mean that Spyro...favours males?"
All the dragons turned to look at Volteer. None of them had thought of that. Perhaps it was a sign that Spyro had some hidden intentions behind his way of releasing. Terrador spoke up for the first time in about an hour and his deep voice seemed befitting to the sobering comment.
"Perhaps Spyro simply wanted to fellate someone instead of thinking about his own release. Then again we could never say for sure as it is only speculation."
Again there was silence between the dragons. None of them wanted to jump to conclusions but it was very difficult to rule it out and it dawned on them that there was a chance that it may be true, that Spyro could like the same gender.
It was Ignitus that broke the deafening silence that followed. "But, is that wrong?"
None of the other dragons knew exactly how to answer the question properly, it was certainly something that wasn't overly common but it wasn't unheard of, and who was to say if it was right or wrong, there was no argument they could come up with either way. A few of them made stuttered attempts to answer the question but none of the could truthfully.
"Maybe it isn't good or bad. Maybe it's just different." Terrador answered finally. The statement seemed to fit well enough seeing as none of them had strong feelings either way for the subject.
"I wonder what it's like." Volteer, always the inquisitive one, asked. Instantly three colourful heads turned to look at him; eyebrows raised and heads slightly tilted as they wondered what possessed the dragon to put the questions forward. Still none of them could deny the images that shot through their minds of them in such a situation. They were all curious.
"Have any here tried it before?" Cyril asked, knowing it was less than likely. Three shaking heads confirmed it for him. Another moments silence passed. "Would anyone consider it?"
It was at that point that the dragons became restless. They didn't want to seem eager in front of the other Guardians and yet didn't want to dismiss it dishonestly. Instead they all averted their eyes and looked away, shuffling wings and scratching at the floor to seem as though they were doing something and had not heard the question. All of them felt the awkwardness that they had been dropped into, even the realisation that none of the others had spoken strongly either way did not help to ease their embarrassment. It was a stalemate.
"...What if we tried it?..." Volteer's voice was almost so quiet that it couldn't be heard and yet it boomed through the minds of the Guardians and seemed to pull at their mind. Each was beginning to feel that they weren't the only curious ones but still there was no certainty and if they couldn't be certain then they could be wrong and it would make them seem different to the rest of the group. The unsettled rustling of wings and the click-clack of claw tapping the hard floors seemed to pulsate around the room but still those words rung in their heads.
"I'm not sure that is totally appropriate Volteer." Ignitus said, though not with as much conviction as he might have hoped.
"No one rejected the idea..." Again Volteer's response was quiet but struck a chord with each dragon. It was true. No one had refused it. The silence only lasted a few seconds but it burned all their ears.
"Well, would you like us to?" the fire dragon looked straight at the electric dragon as if willing him to say 'yes' but not looking too hopeful in case he didn't. Now it was the yellow dragon's time to squirm. He shuffled and looked at each wall and the floor before replying, the other dragon's eyes piercing his scales with the intensity of their stares.
He looked up once again and quickly directed his gaze to his paws, "If no one else minds."
The orange dragon nodded slowly and looked round the group to see the other two Guardians flushed and averting his gaze. "What about you two?"
Again the dragons shuffled and stared at nothingness trying to look as nonchalant as they could. Then they both muttered something under their breaths with a few small words rising to Ignitus' ears. The gist was clear. They were both willing to try as well.
Ignitus nodded his head slowly; it felt heavy to him with all this sudden burden. The other dragons seemed to want it and he couldn't deny wanting it as well but he couldn't ignore the little tug at the back of his mind that told him that things would not be the same afterwards. He already knew that different didn't always mean bad but sometimes it did and he was unsure whether to risk it or not.
"Very well then," He took a long draw of breath; it seemed harder to draw now. "We shall experiment. But who will be our bottom? I know as a fact that all of you are dominants and we need at least one submissive." Even as he said the words he felt disconnected. How could he be asking his friends this? Surely he would wake up soon and find it all a twisted dream that he had had; wouldn't he?
It was only after he had taken a moment to slow his thoughts had he realised that all the dragon's heads were turned towards him. Expectant, lustful, demanding. He knew it was to be him and they knew it too. Again he nodded, slower this time and with another great lungful of air he spoke up.
"Alright then. I will act as the submissive this time. Just be gentle, I've never served in this way before." Ignitus could feel his heart pulsing wildly in his chest. As he had said he had never been submissive for males before and he was worried what it might be like. He could tell though, from the look on the other dragon's faces, that they were eager to begin and more than happy to try with their fellow Guardian in the middle.
"Who shall go first?" Cyril asked and once again the stare of the other dragons made him realise that they were not willing to go first. He gave a long sigh and looked up at Ignitus. "It seems that I am to be your first Ignitus." He couldn't stop a small grin creeping onto his muzzle, giving away how eager he was to dominate again, for the first time in a long time, and to be first at taking his friend.
As he stepped closer to the orange dragon he could feel his heavy sheath bulging, his limp shaft inside becoming more and more engorged at the thought of taking his friend in such a manner, taking him as a female would be taken. Judging from the fire dragon's eyes his sheath was easily noticeable as the realisation struck Ignitus about what he was going to do. He knew it as he watched the heavy swaying sheath and the large orbs that hung behind it, both began to hypnotise him as the dragon stepped in front of him, the sway of them locking them in his mind.
He stood only a few paces from Ignitus, knowing full well that his eyes had locked upon his sheath. Were it not for his dark orange scales his blush would have been visible to the world and especially the three dragons that sat round him. Ignitus knew that people could see him staring and he knew that it was ridiculous to pretend that he wasn't looking at them. Cyril would never let him live it down.
"You seem eager Ignitus." The statement, although short, was riddled with banter and the intent to embarrass the orange dragon. Ignitus could not meet Cyril's eyes, knowing that the words had been uttered from his lips; he found refuge in looking at the floor instead, his cheeks heating up and flooding with blood.
"Oh you can stare Ignitus," the ice blue dragon sat on the floor in front of him and spread his hind legs apart, leaving everything on show for the fire dragon. "I know you want to. It's in your blood, you cannot fight it." The words themselves seemed to give away the grin that was on the ice dragon's muzzle.
Ignitus looked up again and stared at the open crotch of the ice Guardian. By now the tip of his pale blue shaft was poking out of his sheath and teasing him to guess it's full length. He could already see the rigged underside of the shaft leading up to the thick head that dribbled a single clear drop of pre. He watched it form and followed it as the drip began to slowly run all the way down his shaft, over each ridge until it hit his sheath. Underneath that hung two heavy balls, full of seed and potent enough with musk that Ignitus could smell them from where he sat.
"Go on, touch it. Give in to your female desires." Cyril's voice tantalized him closer, feeling degraded in front of him but he could neither deny the fact that he wanted to feel it nor the thrill that it gave him to think about grasping that icy shaft.
His mind told him to back away and listen to reason but he was beyond reason, his own sheath had stirred without him knowing and his pink shaft was at full attention under him. Primal desires took hold and his mind thronged with the thought of what he was about to do. He knew that he shouldn't be enjoying it this much, he had never thought of his fellow Guardians this way before but now that he had it was too tantalising to ignore.
He reached out with a soft orange paw, closing the gap between him and the ice dragon, the gap between him and his lust. The shaft was almost fully erect as his paw made contact, brushing so gently against one of the ridges that, if it wasn't for Cyril's moan, he would have assumed he hadn't even touched it. That one touch seemed to empower him, nothing bad had happened. Surely this meant he could go on. Reaching out once again he placed it in his palm, closing his digits around the thick warm meat and feeling the pulsation of blood through the rod that he now controlled.
Cyril's face was one of bliss as the warm hand of the fire dragon wrapped around his needy shaft. He felt it grow in Ignitus' paws and looking down at the dragon he could see the concentration on his face; he was hypnotised by the shaft, staring and almost drooling as he looked at it as if not totally sure what to do but wanting to do something.
After a moment of fighting his mind Ignitus began to slowly pump his paw up and down the length of the shaft, mostly to feel the ridges and the warmth of the cock that he possessed now. Each stroke brought new feelings to him, sometimes he would want to go further, other times he would feel wrong and wish to stop but that feeling always passed.
"That's right Ignitus. Show how eager you are for my seed." These words only seemed to spur him on despite the blush that formed on his face and despite how degraded he felt, his pace on Cyril's large shaft increased and he began to experiment with the amount of pressure he applied. The ice dragon began to moan and gasp as he was pleased by his friend, taking much more pleasure than he thought that he would from a male. He couldn't deny it though, Ignitus' paw was skilled.
Up and down the shaft the fire dragon's paw slid, his eyes glued to the tip as small drops of pre began to drip from the slit, one by one making a small drop before starting to slide down the shaft. As his paw grazed over one he was shocked by its coolness, the ice dragon's body living up to it's element. Nevertheless it was still slick and worked as a great lube to help his paw. Again a drop would fall and his paw would quickly rub it into his palm so that his pace could increase and he could create more pleasure.
Cyril hissed through his teeth as his friend worked off his shaft, struggling to catch his breath properly as each stroke left him gasping and breathless, "Keep going if you want to feel my seed, bitch"
The words shocked Ignitus but not nearly as much as he thought they would have. He could hear the audible gasps of the other two dragons and the chuckle of Volteer as Cyril called him a 'bitch' but in truth he didn't dislike the term. In his state of mind it seemed fitting to him and out of all the Guardians he knew that Cyril would be the most dominant and the strongest with how he worded such things.
Ignitus began to toy more and play around with the shaft that he had in front of him. He slowed his pace and began to squeeze a little harder, making sure that he ran his digits over the sensitive underside of Cyril's cock harder than he did the rest of it. He almost chuckled as the ice dragon began to moan and thrust up into his paw, revealing his lust to Ignitus. Again he drew his paw down in a long stroke, his paw touching Cyril's sheath. Playfully he grabbed the sheath, yanking it back and forth gently along the base of his cock, tugging it back to reveal more cock and using it to stroke the ice dragon off.
Cyril was helpless to resist Ignitus' toying, he knew he was close and he felt like grabbing the fire dragon and using his muzzle like it should be used but he felt immobilised by the pleasure, his body refusing to let him shorten his fun. He gasped at Ignitus with a lust-filled voice, "Taste it slut." He could not say any more before he was cut off by a tight squeeze on the tip of his cock, drops of pre smearing Ignitus' paw and making him purr as the cold clear liquid ran down his palm.
The thought shot through Ignitus' mind. He thought about tasting it, but what would it taste like? Would he like it? Would this make him like Spyro now was? Should he? Should he not? The questions in his mind kept repeating and over and over he mulled them, his paw still working idly at the shaft. The more he thought about it the more he wanted to know the answers and he knew that there was only one way that he was going to find the answers and one way only. He was going to have to try it.
He edged closer to the shaft, his paw still holding it firmly around the middle. Time seemed to slow and the dragons seemed to hold their breath as he leaned closer to the tip and the warm thick shaft of the ice dragon. The scent was intoxicating this close and the strong male musk from Cyril's heavy balls and prominent erection was making Ignitus a little dizzy and making him lose control of his thoughts. He was becoming more and more turned on by the smell and was becoming more eager than he thought he might ever be as his muzzle reached the shaft.
His lips touched the underside and he started to appreciate how slick the pre was as it rubbed against his muzzle, making it slimy and cold. He could hear the loud purring noise made by Cyril as his lips pressed hard against the side of his cock making him blush under his red scales, realising just now that he was passionately kissing another male's shaft. The realisation nearly made him reel back, but why stop now? He had come so far surely there was no more harm done in going all the way.
Without thinking he took the impulsive step and slithered his long tongue out of his muzzle and slid it against the pre covered shaft. He cringed as his tongue was covered in the slick salty pre and gasped as the strong taste seemed to flood his senses along with the overpowering smell of male musk. His tongue continued to run up the shaft until it reached the tip where it licked up the drop of pre that was slowly forming on the top of slit.
He pulled his tongue back into his mouth and washed the slippery mixture of saliva and pre around in his mouth, letting the flavour soak into his maw and stick inside his mouth with a salty after-taste. Then he swallowed the sickening mixture and his paw returned it's speed on Cyril's mighty shaft, eager to finish the dragon who pre he still had in his muzzle.
His pace was ferocious and his paw clenched tightly around the ice dragon's throbbing member. It was inevitable that he was about to cum all over the fire dragon's paw but the ice dragon had other ideas. The sight of the dragon on his shaft and seeing him willing lick at his length had put Cyril right on the edge;not being one to waste cum he grabbed Ignitus' horn and pulled him closer as he felt himself tip over the edge.
The fire dragon's natural reaction to the yank on his horn was to let go of the shaft but where his paw left, Cyril's took over, grasping the shaft firmly he yanked at it a few more times before thick streams of cold seed began to spray from the tip of his pale blue shaft. Ignitus didn't have time to do anything about it. His face was hit with long strands of cool white cum that stuck to his scales and marred his face. The smell made him whimper as it filled his nose, knowing that it would be difficult to get rid of the scent of being cum-marked like this.
"Now you look like a real dragoness." Cyril was still in the high of his orgasm and was still pumping the last few wads of seed from his cock, rubbing the tip against Ignitus' cheek to smear him with the cum and clean the tip of his cock. He didn't care that he had just covered his friend in seed, he just enjoyed dominating over the male and making himself higher ranking than him.
Once Cyril had finished his orgasm he sank back to the fire to recover his breath and to relax. Ignitus could only watch as he joined the other dragons who marvelled at the sight of their leader with his face covered in the seed of a male and not making a move to clean himself or show his dominance. It was only then that Ignitus could see that they all had their hands at their crotches. They had been pleasuring themselves lightly while watching the action! Ignitus wasn't sure what to make of it now, both seemed eager to be the next one up and take their master much in the way that Cyril had done.
He wasn't sure what to say or act,. It was only now that he realised what he had done and how he must look to the others, he started to become embarrassed again and look to the floor; but as their leader he knew that he couldn't stop there, the other's would not allow it. He would have to continue to experiment further and to at least release the other dragon's of their neediness.
Before he could even ask who was next Volteer stepped forward, eager to get a piece of the action and showing it off very well from his prominent erection. His cock was a dark blue, much like the blue markings on his body and his cock was rigged much like Cyril's. It was, admittedly, a bit smaller than Cyril's but it was only a small difference and to Ignitus it still looked long and thick and he knew it was coming for him.
Volteer bounced towards him, his shaft bobbing under him with each excited step he took. Ignitus had a weak smile on his face watching the ever excited dragon bound towards him. The fire dragon watched as the yellow dragon bounded until he stood with his flank next to Ignitus' head and then he took a step to his side so that the fire dragon's head was now underneath his belly and just in front of his shaft.
"So what do you desire Vol-?" Ignitus was halfway through his sentence until Volteer placed his paw on the back of the Guardian's head and thrust himself forward into his muzzle, forcing his lips wide to accommodate the thick cock that had been forced into his maw. It all happened so fast that Ignitus had no time to protest it. His first instinct was to get the cock from his mouth but Volteer had a firm grip on his head and as moments passed he knew that struggle would hurt his friend and he refused to do that. The fire dragon knew that the electric dragon was excitable but luckily he was careful and was only thrusting small lengths into his muzzle to make sure that he didn't gag his friend.
The shaft was thick and forced him to open his mouth wide to accommodate it. Much like Cyril's it's flavour forced itself upon his tongue and he struggled to not force it out of him and ruin the mood. He calmed himself as Volteer continued his small slow thrusts, trying to get used to the taste and the strong musky smell that emitted from the electric dragon's heavy orbs that sway underneath with each relaxed thrust.
After a few moments Ignitus began to grow accustomed to the shaft inside his maw and his boldness grew; he began experimenting once again with his tongue knowing that it would please his friend and also because he was curious as to his own talents at such a thing. The taste was strong on Volteer's shaft but not nearly as pungent as it had been on Cyril's; he was glad for that because it allowed him to concentrate more on how to pleasure his fellow Guardian in the best way he could muster. So with good intentions at heart he began to try to pleasure Volteer as best as he could. He had no idea how to do it but he hoped that Volteer would be patient.
He pushed his lips around the shaft tighter, starting to enjoy the feel of the hot shaft that was now dominating his muzzle and so he made a tight ring with his lips for Volteer to thrust into hoping that something simple would at least allow Volteer to please himself in him. The electric dragon above him growled with lust as he felt the orange dragon submit to him and willingly take him and he began to drive his shaft in deeper making long slow thrusts in and out of the warm mouth sliding almost half of his long shaft through the tight ring.
Ignitus' tongue became the subject for his experimenting once again as he slowly licked up the underside of the engorged cock, feeling each ridge with his long ample tongue and slowly bringing his tongue to trace gently over each ridge a few times to stimulate the electric dragon. The thought of what he was doing was enough to make him purr around the thick meat sending pleasing vibrations to the dominating dragon. There was a time where he may have been repulsed by this thought but now after having some time to try it he knew that it was nothing wrong at all. Instead he was willing to continue with his experiment and hopefully please all of his fellow Guardians in turn. He knew he would have to try it more often to get used to the taste and smells of the males, also to figure out how best to bring such pleasure, but he knew that there was nothing he couldn't stand about it, not yet anyway.
Volteer was grinning madly as he looked under himself to see the seed-covered face of his friend eagerly wrapped around his male pole. The electric dragon himself now felt that perhaps this wasn't a bad thing, he was certainly getting a lot of pleasure from his friend and he enjoyed the sight of a male pleasuring him so openly. He continued to watch, moaning softly and hissing as his friend found new stimulating ways to send pleasure down his shaft, small sucklings, gentle licks or the occasional nip on his sensitive tip kept him from becoming bored with the submissive dragon. He began to wonder what it must be like to bring pleasure to a male and even though he wasn't sure, he was glad that Ignitus seemed to be enjoying it.
Ignitus began to enjoy the smell of the dragon above him, breathing in through his nose as the shaft blocked most of his mouth. The scent did wonders for his libido and as his lust flooded his mind he began to desire the smell of the horny dragon. He suckled harder and bobbed his head slowly back along the shaft to meet his inward thrusts, testing to see how far he could take in the thick cock and perhaps deep throat him.
He'd never imagined that he would be under a male dragon and be trying to milk him for his seed or pleasure him with his tongue willingly. It was a thought that had never crossed his mind but now, sat under his friend, he wondered why it never had. Looking up at the blue belly of the electric dragon he knew that this wasn't a bad thing and as Terrador had said earlier "It's just different" and "different" could mean better. He knew that he was not necessarily a total submissive but he was definitely willing to submit once in a while, after all the scent was driving him mad.
Again and again the orange dragon made an effort to please and toy with Volteer, bobbing his head back against the crotch of the electric dragon and taking his cock slightly deeper with each thrust. He could hear Volteer's breath become quicker and shorter, his belly rose and fell with each stabbing breath and he could feel his thrusts begin to speed up and dive deeper into his muzzle to the point where the orange dragon could almost feel it entering his throat. He wanted to please the large dragon more and coiled his tongue tightly around the base of his long meat, squeezing it tightly with his dexterous tongue and moaning into the shaft, begging Volteer to surrender his seed to him.
He tried desperately to force his muzzle to touch Volteer's crotch but a few inches away he felt resistance in his throat and knew that he wouldn't be able to deep throat his friend during his first time. It wasn't a problem for him though as he could tell that the electric dragon was near the edge if not past it. His breathing was quick and shallow and his cock was dribbling warm pre in a near constant stream into his maw, forcing him to drink the pungent drink down and making him moan as the slimy substance slid to the back of his throat and into his belly.
Volteer's thrusting became erratic and he stabbed into his friend's muzzle powerfully, each thrust digging deeper into his maw. He kept enough control to stop himself from trying to deep throat as he knew that would probably gag his friend painfully but with a long powerful thrust he drove himself into the fire dragon's maw one final time. His loud roar echoed through the room and his cock twitched inside of the fire dragon's muzzle. Ignitus knew there was nothing he could do so he tried to relax his throat as the first strong pulse of hot sticky seed hit his tongue and sent a tingling sensation through his entire muzzle. It was slimy and salty and made him cringe a little but he had no time to react before the second larger strand filled the room remaining inside his maw. He tried desperately to swallow but wasn't quick enough before more of the viscous seed forced its way inside. Each shot tickled his maw as the electric element fizzed around his cum and into the fire dragon's mouth
The fire dragon swallowed all that he could but couldn't get it down his throat fast enough, instead it trickled from his lips and slowly made a trail of cum to his chin, leaving strings of it hanging from his chin and making him maw very sticky indeed. As the electric dragon's cock began to soften in his mouth he found himself still suckling it gently back to semi-erect, at which point Volteer withdrew himself from his muzzle. He was still panting a bit but he was grinning widely and chuckling as he saw the mess on his friend's face. He had seed still on his muzzle from Cyril and now some strings of cum hanging from his chin from Volteer. This realisation made the fire dragon blush a soft red that was luckily hidden by his scales but the dragons could tell he was blushing.
"My my, he is eager for seed. He's a true little slut isn't he?" Ignitus' head turned to look at Cyril who had come out with the lewd comment.
It was only now that Ignitus realised the other Guardian's. They had taken to watching the scene unfold before them and had used it to pleasure themselves as they watched. He could see that both now had prominent erections, even Cyril who had just recovered and Volteer was even re-hardening. Their paws were rubbing gently at their shafts, keeping them hard and stimulated but it was clear that they weren't ready to finish yet. Ignitus could only blush harder as he realised that these males were now pawing while looking at him, that he had become something that they would please themselves over.
Terrador rose up in front of him and stepped closer to his orange body. He was taller than Ignitus and stronger, his long cock hung under him as he strode meaningfully towards him. His cock was the largest he had ever seen. It was longer than even Cyril's or his own, and thick too. His eyes locked onto it and he gulped knowingly that this was going to be difficult no matter how he tried to please it. It was too rigged like all of their shafts and it was a long shaft of the deepest ebony colour.
He paced himself over to Ignitus and willingly Ignitus bowed his head, shut his eyes and opened his mouth readying himself to receive the huge shaft inside his maw. He stretched his maw as wide as he could and held his tongue to the bottom of his mouth hoping to fit it inside and even then he knew it would be a struggle to fit it all in. It seemed to him that Terrador must be taking his time lining himself up and so he opened his eyes to check on him but he couldn't see the green dragon.
It was then that the huge weight of the earth dragon forced him downwards and made him fight to keep standing. Looking over his shoulder he could see that the green dragon had now mounted him and he knew that he wouldn't be able to get him off. He opened his mouth to protest but he stammered, lost for words that he was about to be taken by the largest shaft he had seen. It hung menacingly behind him and he felt the warmth that rose from it as it touched his underside softly.
"Raise your tail Ignitus." The statement was clear from Terrador's rumbling voice.
Ignitus let out a small whimper as the shaft poked his tail base, leaving a small dab of hot pre on his tail. He knew that he was in no position to resist the dragon and couldn't think of a reason why he wouldn't enjoy it. He had heard that it was a pleasurable experience and he had enjoyed everything with males so far, surely he would enjoy this. At least that's what his rational mind told him anyway.
He slowly lifted his tail up until it rested against Terrador's warm strong chest, and although the fire dragon was worried he knew that Terrador was a good dragon and would not cause him any harm. He could feel the dragon shift his weight about above him, pushing the tip of his hot rod against the fire dragon's sensitive tailhole. It was an involuntary response from Ignitus that made him clench tightly and slow the earth dragon's shaft, though there was no real way to stop it.
Desperately the fire dragon tried to keep his breathing in check as he felt the weight of the earth dragon on his shoulders leaning forward and his hind legs stepping closer, forcing the tip of his shaft to start pushing his backside open. He could feel it spread the hot pre on his tailhole making him whimper again as the thought struck him that he was going to be taken whether it was his first time or not.
It began to spread him ever so slightly as the earth dragon slowly walked himself forwards on his hind legs, making him instinctively clench again around the tip and try to force it back from his entrance. It was inevitable though as the tip of the wide flared head began to widen him and slip its way into his greasy behind. Wider and wider he was pushed, grimacing in pain as it opened his backside further than he'd ever felt it go before.
He could feel Terrador's breathing increase behind him, the warm moist pants on the back of his neck making him feel the closeness between the two males. He could hear every lustful growl, every pleasured grunt that emitted from the earth dragon as he forced himself into the smaller dragon and succumbed to his pleasure.
The fire dragon began to gasp and his long sharp claws began to grip the floor as the pain became a thick black haze in front of his eyes, momentarily taking the libido from his mind as it was fogged by the painful entry at his backside. All he could feel was a searing hot pain and then finally he was spread no further as the thick of the earth dragon's shaft slid deep into him and rested inside the warm bowels of the submissive Guardian.
Ignitus was left panting from the exertion of coping with such a painful entry and he was sure that he wouldn't walk straight for a few days after the encounter. The earth dragon seemed sympathetic with him, waiting until he gave the go ahead before he continued any further. It took a few moments but the fog slid from his vision and the throbbing in his rear subsided; his mind began to focus on the warmth that came form the engorged shaft inside him and the gentle tickling that the drops of slimy pre caused as it hit his walls.
The fire dragon gave a quick nod over his shoulder to Terrador and slowly he began to start his pace. He leaned back and pulled his long shaft from the fire dragon's depths making him moan audibly across the room, the feeling of emptiness making him yearn to be filled again. Teasingly the earth dragon pulled until only the head of his hard cock remained inside the tight backside of the fire dragon. He waited until he heard the gasps and whimpers from Ignitus knowing full well that he was begging to be filled again with a libido as high as his must be. So, not being one to disappoint, quickly slipped his long member deeper into the fire dragon, stuffing him once more with his thick rod of hot dragon meat and sliding in just a little bit more each time.
Ignitus began to sync himself with the motions and noises of the dragon above him, bouncing himself back to meet his thrusts with his rear, aiming to fill himself faster and better stimulate his sensitive flesh inside. He began to moan with the earth dragon, creating an erotic chorus of grunts and gasps each time Terrador slid himself back in and a sad whimper like moan as he pulled himself free from the dragon's bowels. Over and over they repeated the movements, learning to match each other's pace and lusts and learning the ways to cause the greatest pleasure.
Ignitus began to rhythmically clench and unclench his tailhole to squeeze Terrador's most sensitive points and make a tighter hole for him to bore his cock into. In turn the earth dragon began to experiment in his own way, thrusting up so to rub his ridges roughly against the fire dragon's rear. Terrador's shaft was beginning to drip pre in a near constant stream now making the fire dragon's insides lubed and easy to penetrate; it also added a soft squelching sound with every thrust as small dribbles of pre began to drip down the back of Ignitus' rear and thighs slowly making it to the floor behind his hind legs.
Still experimenting the earth dragon raised himself higher on his hind paws and thrust his cock downwards, ramming it hard into Ignitus' prostate. The fire dragon instantly yelped and bit into his lip, feeling surges of pleasure weaken his body and pulse through his mind. He was now totally lost in the moment, not caring that he was being taken by a male, nor that he was submitting like females would be expected to, nor even that his friends were watching and pleasuring themselves to the sight of him being used in such a way. He was far too horny to care about these things and instead he stepped back himself, taking another few inches of hefty dragon shaft into his backside, moaning loudly again as he took over control.
A wide toothy smile developed on Terrador's lips as he felt the fire dragon beneath him show his desires and take inch after inch deeper into him. The earth dragon knew that he wouldn't last much longer, it was a long time since he had released and even longer since he had had a virgin hole. He had let Ignitus have his fun and now it was his turn. Pulling almost all the way back out again, he braced his hips and prepared himself, taking a moment to let Ignitus do the same. Once they were both ready he drove his hips forward with a powerful thrust, forcing himself deeper than he'd been before inside the fire dragon and with ferocious pace.
His speed only increased and so did his power as he attacked the tight ring of flesh with his thick and twitching shaft, knowing that he was turning his friend into an eager slut for him and his cock. Ignitus' moans began to grow louder and more lustful as he continued to plough into his prostate and drive him into submission. Terrador felt his balls tighten under him and decided before he finished that he would repay the fire dragon. Reaching underneath him he grabbed the thick pink cock that belonged to the fire dragon and, ignoring his roar of pleasure, gripped it tightly in a fist and pumped it madly.
Cyril and Volteer had seen more than enough to put themselves on the edge and so quickly they moved closer eager to get a view at the final shot. Each one stood on either side, near the fire dragon's muzzle as the watched the twitching pink shaft and the battered tailhole that was being rammed by the thicker cock. The pants of all four dragons grew louder and all knew that they were about to finish in sync, balls jumped and cocks bounced as they threw themselves over the edge.
Terrador let loose an ear-shattering roar as he slammed himself into Ignitus one final time getting most of his giant cock inside of the fire dragon before he released hot slimy shots of seed into the dragon. He bred him roughly and slammed a few more times as he filled his backside with his white cum, feeling it dribble from his abused tailhole and over his cock, down his thighs to the floor.
The feeling of being filled by another male mixed with the scents of the four horny dragons and added with the fist pumping his shaft pushed Ignitus to cum. Long strands of white hot seed spurted hard against the earth dragons paw, soaking it in the salty cum and dripping most to the floor in long strings. He could feel the trickle of cum leaving his tailhole knowing the he must look a mess from all the cum on him but he continued to buck into Terrador's paw, eager to milk his orgasm for all he could get.
Both ice and electric dragon could cope no longer as they watched and both, as if they had planned it beforehand, lifted their legs and pointed their cocks towards Ignitus' muzzle. The jets of cum splattered across the fire dragon's muzzle, leaving his face plastered in white gooey cum and smelling very distinctly of male dragons. As each string hit him he could feel some leaving him a bit colder and some tingling his muzzle but both left an equally potent smell and a thick white line on him.
It lasted only a few moments but when all the dragon's finally finished and looked at what they had created they could only chuckle in disbelief. Ignitus' muzzle was almost completely white with only a few patches of orange showing through the sticky mess. His tailhole was dripping and had a few stringy strands of cum connecting his backside with Terrador's softening cock as he slowly pulled it from his rear. Ignitus himself chuckled as he watched the other dragon's reactions, guessing that he looked a total mess after what he had been through. Still he had greatly enjoyed what he had been through and from the smiles and the cum deposits left by the other dragons, so had they.
They all stood for a short while gathering their breaths and enjoying the afterglow of their orgasms before Ignitus licked his lips on some of the warm cum and turned his head to the others.
"So who wishes to submit tomorrow night?"