For Better Grades (Comission, edited by Palanth)
FOR BETTER GRADES
Novaskhan went down the stairs for breakfast. He had had a terrible night, spending more than half of it in front of his chemistry-book, but he already knew then that it was too late to make up for his lack of study. Today there was an exam in chemistry, a subject he didn't like at all.
As he entered the kitchen, he was not too surprised to find it empty. "So my parents are entertaining themselves again," he thought and switched on the coffee-percolator. Being - in draconian measures - a teenager, Novaskhan was fully aware of his own sexuality, but except of some more or less playful attempts with some of his friends, he was not very experienced. And concerning females, he was still a virgin.
The noise caused by the coffee-percolator barely covered the sounds emerging from his parents sleepingchamber. As far as he remembered, his parents had never kept secret their love and passion for each other. Sometimes they fooled around and even made love right in front of him. But even if they weren't seen, their roars of pleasure could easily be heard everywhere in their livingplace.
"Mating is a natural part of life, my dear son. It's what our kind does to show love and affection or to start a family. Your father and I did it so we could have a family of our own, but also because we love each other deeply and are not ashamed to express it." This, his mother kept telling him, while his father explained to him techniques of masturbation.
Eventually his parents seemed to be finished, and a few minutes later, his mother entered the kitchen.
"Good morning, Novaskhan. Now, everything fine? You have that chemistry-test today, don't you?" his mother Tyriana said.
"Well, ehh yesss, I guess, it should go quite smoothly."
Of course, Novaskhan lied. But it didn't bother him. There was no need to inform his parents of his true situation at the college; the term would still last long enough. Besides, for this exam, he would receive some help from his classmate, a very intelligent griffin.
"That's good to hear, son," the dark male voice of his incoming father was to be heard.
"Aahhhm, Tyriana, there's a little something stuck to your snout tip here..." Novaskhan's father addressed his mother and pointed at a certain spot of her muzzle.
Tyriana winked to Novaskhan lifting a padded claw and wiped it down. She pulled her claw back and examined it to see a white, sticky substance smeared on it, which she immediately licked up. She let out a deep purr as she did and responded to her husband. "Thank you, darling. Sometimes you really make quite a mess! But that reminds me that I must taste your golden nectar tonight again."
Novaskhan's heartbeat went at a quicker pace as he imagined what his parents were doing regularly in their sleeping room. Above all the thought of having someone tasting his own golden nectar nearly made him crazy. Maybe he could make one of his friends... But not now. Now he had to face a nasty exam in a subject he did not like. The thought of his college problems made his arousal vanish at once.
"So, my dears, let's have breakfast then", his mother said. "The coffee seems to be ready as well."
The look in Novaskhan's eyes was full of desperation, even anger.
Shirreen sighed and ruffled his feathers uncomfortably. As much as he wished to help his classmate, he could not risk being caught letting Novaskhan have a glance on his test sheet, with all the correct solutions - Shirreen was convinced he had solved the questions properly. After all, griffins were masters of all the natural science subjects.
This exam was not too difficult, especially if one was as interested in chemistry as much as Shirreen was, but of course it had still been necessary to prepare properly. Unfortunately, Novaskhan was not a pupil well known for his diligence. The black dragon was not stupid at all, but he was terribly lazy.
"Well, time is over now. Please hand your exams to me," the teacher said. He took a stern look at Shirreen and the dragon. "Novaskhan, trying to cheat, eh?"
The young griffin felt uneasy as he left the classroom for the short break. He felt sympathy for the dragon who was seeming to fail again this year. Everyone knew that Novaskhan had to receive at least a B in the exam; otherwise it would become very difficult for him to continue at this college.
"On the other hand", Shirreen tried to comfort himself, "it is not my fault. He just has to learn, that lazy sucker, instead of hanging around with all the loser kiddies from the street." He entered the mensroom, surprised to see the lights were off. He glanced around. Was it just a trick of the light or was there someone standing in the shadows?
Suddenly, his ears caught a sound of soft paws on the stone floor and Shirreen had just enough time to jump and turn before a large heavy body pounced him from behind, throwing him into the tiled wall. The impact drove the breath from his body in a loud yelp just after he caught the heavy scent of a male tiger. He struggled, but the large cat shoved him harder against the wall, his taloned forepaw moving up to hold Shirreen's beak shut, as the griffin started to struggle. A threatening snarl made him standing still all of a sudden.
"That's a good birdy now. Well, you're going to be nice and fucking quiet, got that?" The tiger snarled and Shirreen recognized his voice immediately. It was Alexander, one of Novaskhan's closest comrades. Shirreen shivered and he felt the ironlike claws digging painfully into his feathered face. He nodded as best as he could.
"Good. There's someone who wants to talk to you. And it is up to you alone whether you will leave this room alive or if they'll have to carry you out. Is that understood?"
Taking a deep, shuddering breath as the painful claw holding his beak shut withdrew, Shirreen sobbed, tears of fright running down his face even as his cheek was mashed painfully into the wall from a shove by the tiger.
"W... what do you want from me? I... I haven't done anything to you. Please... please don't hurt me, I..."
"Oh, well, that's how a traitor begs for mercy, I guess?"
The dark rumbling voice made Shirreen tremble. "Novaskhan?"
"Yesss, indeed," the dragon hissed.
The hits came surprisingly quick and knocked the breath out of the griffin.
"You've made a big mistake, my friend," the dragon said, and a third hit knocked Shirreen to the cold tile floor.
"Thank you, kitty," Novaskhan addressed the tiger. "I don't need you anymore here. Wait outside and make the others understand that this bathroom is now closed for a while." Novaskhan turned back his attention towards the griffin again.
"Well, my friend. You knew how important that damn exam was for my future. And you refused to help me."
"But... but, I couldn't! If I had let you look at my solutions, Mr. Smither would have given the both of us an F. You know that."
"Nonsense," the dragon rumbled. "He wouldn't have noticed it. And now on your knees. I am going to teach you how a dragon handles a traitor."
"But..."
A heavy blow into Shirreen's stomach made him collapse to his knees. Novaskhan looked down at him and exposed his teeth in a wicked grin. "Ever served a dragon?"
"What?" Shirreen tried to back away and looked up in awe. "I... I never... No! Please, you can't mean that, I am not into males at all and I..."
"Oh, really?" Novaskhan grinned. "So you are a virgin after all. That's at least some good news on this lousy day."
"Please, Novaskhan, I..." whimpered the griffin but the dragon shook his head.
"You had your chance, about an hour ago in the classroom, my friend," he answered coldly. Shirreen's eyes widened in fear as he could see Novaskhan growing aroused, sheathslit relaxing and spreading.
"Well, this is an easy choice for you. If you are a good boy and lift your wonderful lion-tail for me, then I am going to forgive you for being such an egotistic asshole and I will be gentle with you. If you refuse to serve me, it will be very painful for you. It's up to you."
Shirreen shook his head. "But that's impossible! You're nearly twice the size of me. You'll tear me apart if you penetrate me."
Novaskhan grinned. "Well, I didn't say that it won't be painful for you at all. I just said that I would be gentle. So again, it's up to you."
The menace in the dragon's voice made Shirreen shudder. There was nothing he could do; no one would be able to help him.
"I surrender," he said in a broken voice.
"Hmmm, good boy." Novaskhan nodded, satisfied, and looked down at his victim.
"Well," he rumbled. "Since it is your first time, I will be generous. I am going to grant you another choice. You can either worship my dragonhood with your cute face or you can lift your tail for me. Never had a griffin before, so I am quite eager to have my member buried deep inside your ass. And you seem to be a good and skilled griffin-slut."
Novaskhan rubbed his already semi-erect members against Shirreen's nostrils and the griffin had to breathe in the sharp and musky dragonsmell. The griffin was torn between disgust and some sort of excitement, since a dragon's scent usually is something very arousing especially to avians and also to many mammals.
"These are your only options. You will have to ask for it," Novaskhan added.
Usually, griffins were very proud creatures, but Shirreen wasn't like the rest of his family. He was smaller than the average griffon and his body was not very fit. He looked up at Novaskhan. The dragon's black scales seemed to absorb the dim light of the bathroom and his red eyes were glowing like embers. The griffin knew that he hadn't any chance to resist the dragon's wishes.
"I will choose the first option," Shirreen finally whispered.
Novaskhan pressed his membertip against the griffin's beak. "Fine, but you have to work for it."
"What?"
"I want you to beg for it as if you were a slut in need, which you certainly are," the dragon replied.
"Please, you don't really mean that, do you?"
Novaskhan narrowed his eyes and a snarl emerged. The griffin swallowed hard. If he gave in that way, Novaskhan certainly would spread the word about it in the classroom and Shirreen could figure out the consequences far too well.
"Please," he whispered, "don't make me do that. I will please you with my beak, but please, don't make me play the slut."
"But, you are a slut after all", Novaskhan said in an icy voice. "You have been a traitor and all traitors are bitches. So, if you refuse to beg for my dragonhood in your beak, I will enjoy myself at your rearend." The dragon smiled down at the griffin and started to walk around him.
"No! Please wait!" Shirreen yelped.
"Hmm? Birdy being reasonable now?"
Shirreen swallowed hard. "Please, Novaskhan, let me please you with my beak and my tongue. I want to taste your semen and I want to sniff your wonderful smell. Let me be your slut."
The dragon laughed and stroked one of his hardening hemipenises in a forepaw. The organs themselves were thick fleshy shafts, each of them which ended in two tines. The first drops of precum had already seeped between the tines of his tips, and the dragon deliberately wiped the one in his paw across the griffin's beak. "There will be much more to come," he whispered as Shirreen hesitantly licked it away from his beak. It didn't taste as bad and disgusting as he had expected. Demandingly the dragon pressed his twin shafts against the griffin's beak. "Come on now, I don't want to spend the whole day in this fucking bathroom, although I really could imagine playing with you all day long."
Both cockheads pressed firmly into his beak the moment Shirreen opened it, forcing it wide open. The griffin grunted; despite Novaskhan's threats, he hadn't been prepared for that initial forced entry. His spread beak already ached, but obviously the dragon wanted much more from his victim.
Novaskhan purred in delight as he watched the first inches of his shafts pushing into Shirreen's mouth. "Enjoy it, slut, the first cock always tastes best. But don't you dare bite me, or you will suffer beyond your imagination!"
The griffin choked unintentionally as he sucked the dragon's swelling hemipenises.
"Use your tongue as well, birdy-slut," Novaskhan commanded, followed by a hiss of delight as the griffin's fleshy tongue swirled around his throbbing shafts. "There you are, such a skilled slut."
Novaskhan waited until Shirreen had been able to adjust somewhat to his size. Then he rocked his hips in a silent demand, holding the griffin's head with his forepaws. More of Novaskhan's huge twin members stuffed Shirreen's beak as the dragon's paws angled the griffin's neck to such a degree that the tines were pressing against the tightness of the back of his throat.
"Relax, my little slut," advised the dragon and without any mercy Novaskhan pushed deeper. Soon he fell into a steady rhythm mouthraping the griffin. Each thrust, he slowly withdrew, only to force his hemipenises back into Shirreen with almost brutal lust.
"Go on, there's someone coming!" The urgent voice of the tiger through the door broke Novaskhan's concentration for just an instant. He shook his head and continued facefucking the kneeling griffin, as what felt like some sort of liquid fire built up deep inside his loins.
The griffin whimpered in pain as he felt the dragon's cocks twitching deep in his throat. Shirreen's throat muscles still worked simultaneously trying to swallow, and gagging, which was arousing Novaskhan to no end. Suddenly, Novaskhan roared out in lust as his orgasm erupted, and took a half step backwards, pulling his spasming cocks from Shirreen's throat back into his beak, releasing load after load of thick semen into the griffin's mouth and throat.
"You are lucky that we were interrupted, slut. The next time if you are not cooperating in any exam, I won't be so gentle. I will..."
"What's going on here?" A dark voice boomed into the boysroom...
From the way his father looked, Novaskhan was able to tell that he was very angry.
"So, this is my son!" the old dragon rumbled. "The director of your school just called me. Not enough that you are going to fail this school-year again, now I have also to learn that my own son is a criminal."
"Wh... what?" Novaskhan stammered and kept his head low. So the director who caught him in the restroom actually informed his parents. "What did he say?"
The older dragon's eyes narrowed. "That you will be permanently expelled if even the smallest incident involving your person occurs."
His tail swished in raging anger. "My own son rapes a griffin. A male at that! And not enough, my son also seems to be a coward, because he needs the help of a tiger!"
Before Novaskhan was able to react in any way, a clawed paw hit his face leaving some bloody marks on his cheek.
"And besides, my son is a loser, not even trying to do better at school. I have to work very hard for being able to afford this expensive education, and you, you do nothing better than to hang around with some kitties and raping boys!"
"Father...," Novaskhan began but the angry snarl of the old dragon made him fall silent.
"Get out of my sight. Go into your room and stay there."
"Maybe we should not be so harsh with him," Tyriana said. The dragoness moved closer to her husband and patted his back in an effort to calm him down.
"Not to be so harsh? He is tarnishing the family honour," he snarled. "I don't and won't accept that my son is such a loser. We dragons are a respectable species after all."
Novaskhan's mother sighed. "But being so rude with him won't change anything, I am afraid to say. Maybe we should try to understand him."
"To understand him? I understand that he's a lazy bastard, wasting my money and wasting his time by hanging around with these kids from the street, above all that dirty tiger!"
"Maybe it is because he still hasn't found a girlfriend?"
"Girlfriend?" the father laughed without humour. "He raped a male griffin. And I am sure it is not the first time he did something with males. He's a fucking faggot! That's what he is."
"No!" Tyriana defended her son. "He's definitely not. You know how much he is into dragonesses and other females. Do you remember Elenora, the lioness?"
"The kitty we had here for the summer vacations? Well, I think, it was more her who was into Novaskhan. She was pretty and all, but he never did even try..."
"My sweetheart, you would have never permitted it in our house," the dragoness reminded her husband. After all, he was very conservative and strict in his morals.
"That's something very different," he rumbled. "I just wanted to say, that my son didn't seem to be too interested into her. On the other hand, I was told by Alexander's father that he caught our Novaskhan and Alexander in the act..."
"Caught them in the act doing what?" inquired Tyriana.
The old male dragon blushed. "Well... they... he... my son, Novaskhan, he... received a blowjob." His voice nearly fainted.
Novaskhan sat in his room. He tried to listen to the argument going on, but he was barely able to take it in. Only the two words his father used, faggot and loser, found their way into his brain.
It was true, he had just raped a male griffin and he actually had some experiences with his best friend, the tiger Alexander. But he never would himself consider as a gay. It was just a sort of fooling around with the tiger and concerning the griffin, it was simply punishment. A very enjoyable punishment, at least for him, he thought.
He wondered how it would be to play with a female. A dragoness. Novaskhan sighed and his thoughts wandered off to Dracana, one of his classmates.
He remembered her wonderful blue shimmering scales, smooth and soft against his shy touch. Maybe she had liked him, but he had been too shy to ask her. She was much courted by his comrades and he never thought of having any chance to date her.
It came into Novaskhan's consciousness, that he was more or less a virgin. Alright, he had received a little blowjob from his friend Alexander and he had deepthroated a griffin, but neither one counted. He never had lifted a female's tail and buried his dragonhood into her hot, wet pussy.
He lay down on his bed and without really thinking about it, he imagined cuddling up against Dracana, the most beautiful dragoness he could imagine. His nostrils caught her imaginary scent, a scent of passion and heat. He imagined her paws on his flanks, caressing him. He could literally feel her fleshy tongue forcing its way into his muzzle for some passionate French kissing.
Novaskhan didn't realize the stirring in his sheath nor did he realize that the arguing of his parents had come to an end and that his father had left the house. His thoughts were focused on Dracana's wonderful body, her smoothness, her heat. He did not notice as his bedroom door slowly opened and the silhouette of his mother appeared in the doorframe.
The young dragon's breathing grew deeper as he allowed himself to pretend Dracana was attracted by him, even has fallen in love with him. He held his eyes closed as the smell of her passion seemed to become even more intense. He imagined her treasure hidden under her tail and now he felt his twin penises slipping from their sheath.
Novaskhan's forepaw slid down his belly, beginning to rub gently at his members, teasing himself. His rapid breathing halted abruptly as his Dracana-dream broke the kiss and dropped down onto her back, spreading out in Novaskhan's soft warm bed. How beautiful she was, her well-muscled thighs, her shimmering vent...
His rubbings became more deliberate as he viewed her over and over, so far away and yet so close to him in his daydreams now. Novaskhan took in as much of her as he could with his mind's eye and shivered as he felt smooth-scaled lips slide over his members. Warm and velvet-like, he could not resist but rocking his hips into that divine feeling. Those lips were working their way all the way down to the base of his shafts. A soft moan escaped him, as the dragoness' muzzle bobbed on his cock slowly.
"Enjoying yourself, Novaskhan? That's definitely better than any male griffin's or tiger's tongue, isn't it?"
Novaskhan's heart jumped as his mother's husky voice floated into his consciousness. The young male snapped upright. "I... I didn't... I ... wasn't... I..."
Tyriana lifted her head from his hard shafts and Novaskhan was torn between the feeling of deep embarrassment and frustration that this wonderful sensation had stopped so suddenly.
Novaskhan's mother looked at her stammering son, shaking her head. He was such a proud and well-built dragon and it was really hard to believe he was not able to get any girlfriend.
"Well, that's nothing you need to be ashamed of. It is a very natural thing, believe me. Anyhow, I apologize for interrupting you." She smiled. "But let me help you finish it."
"What?" Novaskhan's jaw dropped. Too stunned to be embarrassed he simply couldn't believe what he just had heard.
"Just relax and don't spend too many thoughts on that. After all, I am a dragoness and you are a male. In dolphin families these games are very common."
With that, she leapt at Novaskhan, pushing him over onto his side on the bed and laying across his midsection. She grinned up at him. "So, where was I? Ah, yessss..."
Tyriana's muzzle dipped down again between Novaskhan's legs, nuzzling at his sheath to coax his shafts, which had retracted in embarrassment, free again. It didn't take long for him to harden fully again as he felt her hot breath washing over his sensitive flesh. The dragoness sniffed his pulsing members and purred loudly. "I simply can't understand why you waste yourself with males."
She placed gentle and teasing kisses between the tined tips of each member, making Novaskhan moan in pleasure. His toes curled and his breathing became rapid and short. The feelings were beyond the young dragon's belief. He uttered a long, whining growl as felt his mother's finely scaled lips and velvet forked tongue caressing him, first one cock, then the other, working him into a frenzy.
He was not able to hold himself back long at all, and roared in release. Load after load of his sticky semen he ejaculated all over and in her muzzle. His mother gulped it all down, literally milking his members with her tongue now.
Eventually she let his shafts slip out of her soft mouth and after licking him perfectly clean, she smiled. "Well, you were almost done already, weren't you?"
Novaskhan just nodded weakly; he still was too confused for any reply. It was his first experience with a female and it felt so wonderful. He tried his best to ignore the fact that this wonderful dragoness was his own mother.
"Well," Tyriana continued, "if you have liked this so far, how much more you will even love this, then."
The young dragon hissed in delight as he felt her warm breath brushing over his rear opening, and gasped as her skilled tongue teasingly licked over it. Novaskhan watched his mother as she grimaced as any dragon does when it samples the scent and taste of another one.
How badly Novaskhan wished his mother would continue. He had never been rimmed before and it was one of his biggest fantasies. As if she was able to read his mind, Tyriana chuckled. "You really seem to like that, don't you? I can smell how much you want it. Well, in return, I am going to ask something from you."
"What?" Novaskhan winced. He would do anything to get the feeling of that wonderful velvety tongue back again.
Tyriana got up and smiled down at her son. "Better grades."
"I... I don't understand," Novaskhan stammered quite confused.
"Well, it is quite simple, really," his mother replied. "Your father and I want you to pass this school-year. He works hard to allow you to study at this college, you've got to know that. So, work hard, and if your grades improve, you will receive some... rewards. If you pass this school-year, then you will receive the very experience that changes a male's life forever. And now, good night, my sweet tasting boy."
After his mother left his room and shut the door, Novaskhan stared into the darkness. He still was not able to believe what he had heard and what he had experienced. It felt so wonderful and indeed, it was certain, that damn griffin or his tiger friend would never be able to please him as much as a female did...
"So, are you coming over tonight, Novaskhan?"
It was the third time Alexander gave him a ring that day and again Novaskhan had to emphasize that he had to prepare for the history exam. There were only two weeks left and Novaskhan wanted to use them. After all, there was still a slight chance to pass this school-year.
Pass the history test with a B, and everything would turn out well. And actually, history was one of the few subjects Novaskhan was really into. So he would try his best to make it, but of course, there was not much time left for hanging around with friends.
"I am sorry, kitty. But I must really study this weekend."
"Oh..." The disappointment in Alexander's voice was obvious. "But Jacky and Shetty wanted to come as well. We were going to order some pizza and then Shetty got that latest dragonrider-movie from the internet."
"Oh, that movie sucks anyway," Novaskhan said.
"Why? Just because of the dragonrider being a unicorn?"
"Yes! A stupid mammal rides a dragon. So silly!"
"I... I'm a mammal as well." The tiger's voice sounded offended.
"Yes, kitty, I know, but you are a tiger. But a Unicorn is just a sort of a horse, a prey. Anyhow, I am sorry; I can't come over tonight, neither the weekend."
Two weeks later it was a nice, sunny day in spring, and Novaskhan was in good spirits. Today, the results of the history exam were given out, and their teacher praised the progress of Novaskhan's studies in front of the whole class. He actually was the only one who received an A. So it was little wonder that he could hardly wait to get home, since he clearly remembered his mother's promise.
Tyriana's wide nostrils flared once more, picking up the intensive musky odour of the aroused young dragon. Novaskhan shivered in lust as he felt the warm breath of the dragoness washing over his exposed opening and moaned out as she gave it a soft, wet lick.
"You deserve it, since you have been such a good boy."
She rimmed him, coating the area with her warm, slick salvia. Using her talons, she spread his anus wide open and buried her tongue repeatedly deep inside him. Novaskhan felt like he was in heaven. "Oohh... that feels so good!"
As response, her tongue inside him pushed deeper and deeper. Novaskhan enjoyed the wonderful attentions his mother gave him, feeling a familiar stirring in his sheath. Quickly his hardening members emerged, throbbing excitedly.
Tyriana purred in delight as the musky smell filled her nostrils and she reached up with both forepaws, wrapping them around both her son's hard cocks as she thrust her tongue even deeper into him. Novaskhan moaned out as she wrapped one paw around the base of his shafts, while with the other one she cupped his twin tips, wet already with his precum.
"Mother..." Novaskhan gasped. "I... I hope... I am clean so deep inside there." The thought of having his mother cleaning his dirty rear was very embarrassing to him.
"Ssssshhhh. Don't worry, son. You are perfectly clean. Besides, when you were a hatchling, father and I did clean you, remember? So also the mammals do with their cubs. But you are clean, so don't worry and keep on enjoying your reward." Deep inside him, her tongue delved again, wriggling erotically inside Novaskhan while she caressed his members.
Within only a few minutes the air was filled by heavy dragonmusk, as Novaskhan's cocks began to throb painfully hard. They jerked in Tyriana's paws and he roared in sudden release, spurting sticky semen while she kept on masturbating him.
"Yessss, that's a good boy," his mother rumbled as she withdrew her tongue, turning her attentions to cleaning up her messy son.
"That was awesome..." Novaskhan hissed and purred in pleasure as she lapped up and savored every drop of cum he had released.
The school-year passed on. Of course, Novaskhan experienced some setbacks, but mostly he succeeded and his grades improved from exam to exam. Actually, by now he had really a good chance to pass the school-year and reaching the next level of education at the college.
Also his behaviour changed. To his classmates he became more polite and more serious. Still, he hung around with his friends, but not as much as earlier, and instead of doing nonsense in the streets, they sat together and did their homework or studied together for the exams.
Novaskhan did also very well in the college's Baccalaochess-team he had joined. Mens sana in corporis sano, as the ancient Romans said, which means that if you are physically in a good condition, then you are also in high spirits. Baccalaochess was a very popular sport among the adolescents as it advanced strength but also tactical thinking.
It was a sort of a mixture between a soccer-game and chess: Two teams of fifteen players play against each other with the aim to bring the so called Baccalao into the opponent's goal. The baccalao is a wooden rod. Its name came from the Latin word baculum. Physical contact is a large part of the game but due to a dragon's power, for dragons it is forbidden to use their breathweapons or any sort of magic.
But after each goal, the goalkeeper and the one who scored had to do their moves on a large chessboard. The winner is the team who has, after two hours, scored more goals.
Novaskhan's eyes were full of joy and triumph as he accepted the silver Baccaloochess-cup from the school director's hands. His team had won the competition and he was never so proud to be their captain as at that moment.
That success gave him enough confidence to face the last exam he had to pass before summer break. But he now knew he could make it and he had spent lots of time preparing for chemistry. Shirreen the griffin had helped him with the studies and the dragon even discovered that natural sciences were quite interesting to some extent.
The look in Shirreen's eyes was full of desperation.
Novaskhan sighed and shifted on the chair uncomfortably. As much as he wished to help his classmate, he could not risk being caught letting Shirreen have a glance on his test sheet, with all the correct solutions - Novaskhan was convinced he had answered the questions properly. He had been very well prepared for this exam and although it was very difficult this time, he was quite optimistic he would pass it.
He looked over to the griffin who hadn't written a single word so far - and there were only twenty minutes left. Novaskhan could not believe it: It would be the first time in his entire school-life that he would be better than his classmate.
"Well, time is over now. Please hand your exams to me", the teacher said.
He took a stern look at the dragon and Shirreen. "Shirreen? What's the matter with you? You haven't written anything at all?"
Without a word the griffin stood up and left the class room. Only Novaskhan noticed the faint sobbing. The dragon felt sympathy for his comrade who had helped him during the studies and he could not understand what had happened. He followed him to the boysroom.
There Shirreen was standing in front of the urinal, but instead of relieving himself, he just stood there, his forehead pressed against the tiles on the wall.
"Everything alright, Shirreen?" Novaskhan asked as he saw tears running down the griffin's face.
"No..." Shirreen sobbed. "This certainly won't be even a D. I...I wasn't prepared for that topic at all. My father will beat the shit out of me."
"But... but, why? You've always been one of the best in our class. Your grades will be fantastic and even if you have an F now, who cares. For you, there is no risk at all to fail the class."
"You don't understand!" Shirreen cried. "My father does not allow bad grades at all. Everything worse than a B he considers as a sign of laziness." A shiver ran through the griffin's body.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Novaskhan asked softly. "I..."
"Please," Shirreen sobbed. "Just leave me alone. I came here to pee, not to talk."
Neither Novaskhan nor Shirreen were able to explain later what happened next.
With a swift movement, the dragon knelt and brought his muzzle towards the griffin's cock that was aimed at the urinal. Shirreen was too surprised to do anything as he heard Novaskhan's rumbling: "Then pee, my friend, just let it go."
Novaskhan's tongue teasingly played around the griffin's cocktip and a soft moan escaped Shirreen's beak. "I... I can't."
"Shhh, just relax and let yourself go. Believe me, it is going to help you," Novaskhan said encouragingly.
Each lick the dragon gave him made shivers run through Shirreen's body. It was a strange sensation, his full bladder and then the feeling of the wet dragon tongue and hot mouth close to his member, making him stiffen. But eventually he couldn't hold it back any more and he released.
It was the first time in his life Novaskhan had tasted urine. It was not as bad as he had guessed. He pulled the griffincock from his maw and now the golden, warm liquid was splattering over his nostrils, the intensive musky smell arousing him. Novaskhan closed his maw around the griffin's member again, swallowing his golden nectar, and Shirreen just felt himself relaxing. He was embarrassed like he was never before, after all he was using a dragon's maw as a urinal. But on the other hand, it just felt so damned good.
Finally, after what felt like hours to the both of them, the stream faded and the griffin's cock became hard as a rock in Novaskhan's muzzle. Shirreen looked down at the dragon who stared up at him, his muzzle dripping. Novaskhan winked and began slowly sucking. Shirreen moaned in pleasure, his liontail flicking wildly now.
The dragon savoured the taste of the griffincock - it reminded him a little bit of chickensoup - as his tongue slapped against it in his muzzle, sliding over and around it and licking at it furiously.
It took only a few instants and orgasm hit Shirreen like a wave. His soft chirping echoed in the tiled restroom as he shot his seed into the dragon's maw. Novaskhan gulped it down and continued sucking, demanding more. Shirreen lost control and grabbed the dragon's head, thrusting his cock all the way into Novaskhan's muzzle. The dragon rumbled but milked the throbbing member with his fleshy tongue and gulped down all of the griffin's seed.
Shirreen sighed happily as his orgasm finally faded and smiled at Novaskhan. "You were right; I really do feel better now."
The dragon nodded and without any further word he left the boysroom only now realizing how lucky they were to not have been caught in the act by anyone.
"So, let's raise our glasses to the success of our son!" There was great pride in the voice of Novaskhan's father.
Today, Novaskhan had received the reports and he passed the school-year. Of course, his grades were not the best ones, but due to his efforts during the past few months, they were good enough to get the permission to continue at the college. And as it seemed, Novaskhan would keep up his good work. He finally had discovered the sweet taste of success and he made the decision to continue that way.
But he had to admit, there was another reason for his new eagerness. Though he also knew that it would be the single time he would receive this particular reward, the prize for his success. And he knew it would be tonight.
The dinner was fantastic; the restaurant his father has chosen for the celebration was one of the best in the town - and also one of the most expensive ones. Nevertheless Novaskhan wanted to go home, to be in his room and waiting there for the night, the night which was supposed to change his life, the night in which he should become a full grown out male.
It seemed to be a gift of fate that exactly tonight his father was not to be at home. After the dinner he had to return to the office. Something with their computers and servers, it didn't matter to Novaskhan.
So far, Novaskhan hadn't entered the sleepingchamber of his parents very often. Now, he stood in the open door and looked around in awe.
His mother had illuminated the room with dozens of candles, and herself spread out seductively on the large bed in the middle of the room. The air was filled by the scent of lavender and something else he was not able to recognize right away.
Tyriana swayed her tail in a slow arc from one side to the other and gave her son a suggestive smile. "So, come here, my son. I am sure you don't want to spend the whole night standing in the door just gazing at me. Though I must admit, my scales are indeed beautiful in the candlelight. That's how your father fell in love with me." She rolled slowly onto her back, her wings neatly folded beneath her, holding her hindlegs lifted and slightly spread.
Novaskhan just stared and swallowed hard. How beautiful his mother was even though she was not young at all anymore. Slowly he moved forward, somehow unsure now what to do next. It was something he was longing for and he had worked hard for it, but now it felt somehow weird. He was about to mount his own mother. But she was a female, after all, and the first female in his life. Besides, she had told him earlier that there was nothing wrong about it.
The unknown odour became more powerful as he approached his mother, it was somehow hypnotic. He flared his nostrils and purred as already his members were stirring in his sheath from the scents in the air.
"What's that wonderful smell?" he asked as he was standing now at the end of the bed.
Tyriana chuckled softly. "Oh? Do you enjoy it? That's my own scent."
"Your scent?" Novaskhan asked in awe.
The dragoness nodded. "It happens when I am in the mood for loving. Not to be confused with me being in heat. Your father says it's the most wonderful scent in the world. It excites him to no end. And I am aroused by his scent as well. So heavy. So musky."
"Do I have a... mating smell as well?"
His mother nodded and gave him a toothy grin. "Yes, you do, and it is wonderful."
"Really?"
As an answer she reached out, grasping his forepaws and pulling him down atop her. He hissed in surprise and his instincts told him to bring the underside of his tail against hers, his hemipenises already fully emerged and stiff with his swift-rising excitement.
Carefully Novaskhan licked across Tyriana's muzzle and she replied with a soft purring. She opened her maw slightly and the dragon licked over her tongue. Soon they sank in a deep kiss, caressing each other with wandering paws. Flanks, belly, chest, neck... exploring every bit of each other's bodies. Their rubbing and nuzzling became even more passionate as their arousal for each other burned hotter and hotter. Novaskhan realized how strong the scent of his mother had become, mixed with his own thick musks.
Tyriana shuddered in delight as a wave of pleasure swept over her body. She murred deeply and reached down to grasp both of Novaskhan's stiff members. Teasingly she rubbed the tips of them along her vent. Novaskhan hissed in lusty anticipation. Now it would become true. Now he would finally experience that particular event that his mother had promised him months ago, the very experience which was supposed to turn him into a grown up dragonmale.
"I am ready for you, my darling. Now, move your flanks forward and down... and push both of them into my vent. Take me as if I was your mate, enjoy your first time," she purred with a lusty voice.
Novaskhan shifted his weight and carefully pushed against her inviting folds, feeling them relax and spread, engulfing the tips of his cocks. With Tyriana's encouraging rumbling in his ears, he slid his aching hemipenises into her demanding vent. They both moaned out in unison, Novaskhan relishing the sensation of his mother's heat engulfing his lengths.
"That feels so good," he hissed, gripping her flanks as he started rocking his hips needfully. His first thrusts were a little wobbly as he drew his lengths in and out, but quickly he found his balance, and with it a steady rhythm. Tyriana swayed in motion with her son's thrusts and her hind paws clawed his flanks.
"You're so tight, mother. I would never have believed... it's so wonderful."
"And you're so big, Novaskhan, nearly as big as your father... Ooohhh!" Tyriana moaned quietly herself.
The air around them was filled by the scents of their bodies, by their soft moaning, the sound of their breath and the creaking of the bed. They sank into an ocean of pleasure and lust, time blurring in the heat of the moment. Many time Novaskhan peered down to watch his lengths disappear into his mother over and over again as he pumped his hips, the view arousing him even further.
Lost in bliss, what felt like hours later, the young dragon felt that wonderful fire building up deep in his loins, just as he had felt with the griffin months ago. Suddenly he snapped back into reality: What if he was to make his mother pregnant?
"I'm going to cum... I can't stop it!" In his voice there was panic, but also deep lust.
"Don't worry, I have cast a protective spell on us both. Just let it go, my dear one. I want to feel your hot seed fill me!" The feelings of his mother's vent engulfing him became even more intense as she moaned, tightening around his twin erections.
Novaskhan was already on the verge of exploding and he thrust now as hard as he could into her, panting loudly. He felt the lips of her vent pulling greedily at his lengths each time he drew out, and savored the sensation and heat of her tightness each time he thrust deep again, plunging himself into her.
It was too much, and only a few seconds later he roared out in lust and spilled his seed deep inside her, hips quivering and tail lashing. Load after load he released into his mother, all the months of built up anticipation erupting as he thrust. His orgasm sent such a fierce wave of pleasure throughout Tyriana's body that her climax joined with his, body shuddering and pussy clenching around him as passionate roars filled the room.
What seemed a blissful eternity later, Novaskhan pulled out of her and collapsed atop her, exhausted, but happy.
"So, did you like that, my dear?" Tyriana asked with a toothy smile and as a reply Novaskhan pressed a passionate kiss on her muzzletip.
"It was amazing," he gasped.
"I am glad you liked it. But now you should leave. You should be in your own room before your father comes home. I don't think it is necessary that he learns about our little deal?" Tyriana winked at Novaskhan and he nodded.
Slowly he got up and left the sleepingchamber. He knew that his mother now had some things to do, above all taking a shower to remove the scent of their love. And there were also all those candles and so on. Indeed, it would take her some time. He should have a shower or even a bath by himself as well.
Lost in his thoughts, he didn't hear the sound of a key opening the door.
As he rounded the corner on his way back to his own room, he slammed into something hard. He staggered backwards and almost tripped over himself before he managed to balance again. Regaining his composure, Novaskhan looked up, only to see his father standing before him. "Oh, hi Dad! Already back?"
Novaskhan's father turned to him and asked with a worried tone: "Everything alright, boy?"
"I'm fine Dad, just got a little distracted, that's all!" He replied with a reassuring smile. "You are back early. I had thought you would come home only tomorrow for lunch or something."
The older dragon chuckled: "You don't seem to be too happy that I came home earlier."
Suddenly Novaskhan's father tilted his head and flared his nostrils. He sniffed the air and purred. "What a nice scent. Is it actually yours?" Novaskhan blushed as his father's muzzle came closer. "Indeed, it is yours. I already noticed it in the restaurant. You seem to be maturing, my dear son."
The young dragon didn't reply. He just hoped his father would not notice the scent of his mother on him.
He was not prepared at all for what came next. With a swift movement, the older dragon brought his muzzle under Novaskhan's tail and sniffed deeply.
"Mrrr... indeed a very arousing scent. The scent of a young male dragon."
He laid his heavy paws on his son's back. "Well, my son, I think we should go into your room. Your mother does not need to know that I am going to teach you to be a real grown up male dragon." He playfully nudged Novaskhan's tailbase.
As the young dragon looked back over his shoulder, he got a glimpse of the huge members emerging from his father's sheath, twin hemipenises just like his own.
"You see," the older dragon explained with a wink, "To be an adult male dragon also means being able to deal with rather large things. You always grow with the tasks."
Novaskhan's voice was shaken a little bit as he answered. "Alright, dad."
He did not exactly know what he was going to experience now, but one thing he knew for certain. By dawn he would be a fully grown up male dragon and he would know both sides of draconian love.
END