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I Know What You Are...

by

*Vaille *

"I know what you are..."

Cade laughed. "You know what I am?"

"Yup."

"You mean, like American or something?"

Dreki shook his head. "Nope. Not at all. You know what I'm talking about." Though he spoke fluent English, Dreki's accent was liltingly Icelandic. He leaned back against the edge of the jacuzzi, a smug, sly smile touching his lips. His fingers thrumbed rhythemically against the hottub.

Cade was from Nevada. A sophomore at UNLV, he'd flown to Reykjavík with ulterior motives. He'd told his folks it was simply a vacation, and it was, at least in part. Cade's secret was that he'd met someone online - another guy - and he'd fallen for him despite the distance. It started innocently enough. An email. A reply. Late-night IM'ing followed by Skype. It all crescendoed into the trip. At best, Cade hoped for a boyfriend; at worst, he'd paid a few hundred bucks for a couple weeks of casual sex with an online friend. He ran a hand across his crop of buzz-cut red hair. "Uh, okay... so then what are you talking about?" he asked finally.

"You're a var," Dreki announced. His features were classically Nordic - blond hair, blue eyes. Tall with fair skin. He was cute, bordering on boyish.

"A var? What exactly is a var?"

"Were in English."

Cade splashed water at his would-be boyfriend. "A were? I'm a were? You mean like a werewolf?" He mimicked a playful howl.

"The varúlfurs are in France, mostly, and they call themselves loup-garou. You are not a varúlfur."

"Ok, so then what kind of were am I?" Cade asked, incredulous.

"A varhestur."

"You're gonna have to run that one past me in English..."

"A werehorse."

Cade looked away, laughing from his belly. "A werehorse? That is absolutely precious!" He turned back to Dreki, hiding his smile behind the back his hand. "Ok, so how do you know I'm a werehorse??"

"I can smell it from the very first second we met."

The jacuzzi bubbled quietly, warm water jetting against Cade's lower half. Blue-green lights illuminated the tub. "Only thing I smell is chlorine," he quipped. "And it's 'could.' 'I could smell it...'"

Dreki grinned. "My English is better than your Icelandic."

"Touché. Anyhow, my stomach's growling. Wanna go to that corner bistro over on Aðalbjörg Street?"

"Indeed, so am I but I'm not going to let you change the subject," Dreki said with a knowing smile. "You are a varhestur. You know you are a varhestur and I know you are a varhestur. So rather than continue to play coy, why not simply shift and settle this? You can change at will. We both know you can."

Cade glanced around, shaking his head in disbelief. "Christ almighty... I'm naked in a hot tub with a dude who thinks I'm a werehorse. A goddamn hor- As Cade turned back to the Icelander, his words cut off mid-sentence.

Dreki had begun to change. It happened all at once. His irises yellowed, pupils becoming slits. Scales erupted across his white skin in heavy, plate-like knots. His head started to elongate, nose and mouth merging into a snout. The nares of his nose flattened, lengthening into angled slashes cut into his reptilian skin. Dagger-like teeth filled his maw. Two huge, leathery wings sprouted from Dreki's back, surprising Cade when they flapped to life with a splash. Then there was a thick, heavy lizard-tail where there hadn't been one before. It flipped idly at the water.

Dreki grinned as he peered down at Cade. His neck had lengthened considerably. He laced his clawed fingers behind his horned head and leaned back, relaxing. "In Iceland, there are no varúlfurs or varhesturs, but there are vardrages, weredragons," Dreki rumbled. "And I notice you did not run away screaming like a little girl. That is because you are in fact a varhestur and know better than to be scared. I've changed for you and now I'm asking you to do the same for me. Let us be together as the animals we are, if only for this one time." He grinned toothily. "Besides, I've never eaten horse before."

"And you're not going to! Those teeth don't go anywhere near my junk, understand?" Cade said, poking a finger at the weredragon.

Dreki nodded. "Deal."

Cade shifted. Four fingers fused into two, opposed by a short, stubby thumb. Thick, black nails capped their tips. Cade's mouth widened, accommodating blunt horse teeth as it stretched forward, pulling his face with it. Nose and mouth melted together. Nostrils widened, turned outwards, panned apart. His fleshy nose broadened. Whiskers sprouted on his upper lip and all along the sides of his muzzle. Muscles rearranged themselves while bones popped painlessly into new joints. His legs became digitigrade - gaskins, cannons, fetlocks and all. Feet grew into pasterns and hooves. A coat of white, velvet-like fur spread across the whole of his body in matter of seconds. It was speckled with large splotches of burnt sienna.

Cade stood up, a nude, humanoid paint-horse. "Satisfied now?" he grumbled, arms folded across his barreled chest.

The weredragon looked Cade over, head to hoof. The stud's balls were weighty and his sheath was thick and Dreki could see a hint of cockhead. Tongue slicked across reptilian lips. "Very, very sexy. I regret not having called you out earlier," the weredragon said as slid towards the werehorse, "because you deserve a ribbon for Best of Show!" A tittering giggle.

Cade hrphed and snorted. "I'm not a damn show pony!" His left ear flicked with annoyance.

Dreki drew a claw down the middle of Cade's back, stopping at the base of the stallion's tail. He drew closer. Closer. His muzzle touched Cade's soft horse-nose. Kissed it. A little lower, a nibble at the horse's upper lip. Lower still, a biting tug at his lower lip.

Cade nickered. He reached out, touched Dreki's pectoral. It was solidy plated with white scales. His hand drifted down the weredragon's front, lower and lower, until it was between Dreki's legs, searching. But to Cade's surprise, there was nothing to grope. The weredragon's groin was as smooth, scaled and solid as the rest of his body. "Uh..." the horse whickered.

Dreki laughed. "It's all there. It's just inside," he said. The the tip of his cock peeped from the slit between his legs. Cade stared at it. Reached for it, uncertain.

"Go ahead. You can touch it," Dreki wheedled.

The head of the weredragon's cock was firm and scaled, but the skin was softer and more pliable than elsewhere on his body. Cade squeezed, pulling at it lightly, coaxing Dreki's hardening length from its hiding place.

The weredragon dipped his head, pressed his snout to Cade's muzzle. He parted his lips and the space beyond them was instantly filled with Cade's tongue. As they kissed, Cade slowly pivoted so that Dreki's back was to the edge of the tub. With a subtle shift of his weight, he urged the dragon out of the water and onto the wooden deck. Cade followed. He positioned himself between the weredragon's legs and nudged them apart. Stared at Dreki's cock. It was unlike any dick he'd seen before. It was an electric cobalt blue. A rippled ridge ran along the length of its underside and three plated knots lined the top of the shaft. "Now that is sexy..." the werehorse neighed, unable to hide the tinge of lustful desire in his voice.

"And so is this," Dreki gruffed. Clawed fingers skittered across Cade's stiff horsemeat. The werehorse gasped sharply. He'd been so enamored with Dreki's cock that he wasn't even aware that his own had dropped and hardened. It stood fully erect, curving up from his crotch at a slight angle. It was almost 15 inches long.

"Considering the size of that thing, do you still have any blood flowing to your big head?" Dreki tittered playfully.

"Oh, you're gonna get it!" the werehorse whinnied. Leaning in, he touched the very tip of Dreki's dick with his tongue, tickling. Dreki squirmed. A little further and the first knot - the head of the weredragon's meat - was in Cade's mouth. The werepony toyed with it between his teeth, stroked it with his horse's tongue.

"You have no idea how nice that feels, pony." The weredragon's head was tilted back, his eyes half-closed.

Cade withdrew from Dreki's dick. "Probably not as nice as this..." A second later and Dreki was back in Cade's mouth. The werehorse bobbed furiously before planting his nose against the weredragon's abdomen, muzzling him. Cade began to suck. Sucked hard. His tongue swilled around Dreki's cockhead. It swirled at the hole. Flitted it from side to side. He could already taste the dragon's salty juice.

Dreki bucked. Tossed his head back in a soft, throaty moan. He could feel himself leaking. "Oh God, Cade..." Without opening his eyes, he pawed for stallion's dick. Found it. Gripped it. Squeezed it. Still, the werehorse worked his shaft. Dreki was harder than he'd ever been before - as a human or as a dragon - and the sensation was incredible. Clawed toes curled, digging grooves into the deck. His finger claws scraped at the wood. "Ohh..." He thrust up, tail quivering.

Cade rocked back onto his haunches, grinning. Dreki's cock was twitching. Watery precum flowed freely from the hole, dripping onto the weredragon's belly scales. The horse smeared it around with a thick finger.

"Five more seconds..." Dreki groaned.

"I know, that's why I stopped. Not gonna let you blow so easily." Wetting his hand with the dragon's pre, Cade used the dragon-juice as lube to tease Dreki to the edge orgasm yet again. In Cade's fist, the weredragon's meat pulsed, desperate for release. "So how do you say 'horse rides dragon' in Icelandic?

The weredragon was panting. "Hestur aka drage. Shouldn't I ride you? You are the hestur after all..."

"What fun would that be? Besides, you've bottomed since I arrived. Why change things up now?" Cade whickered.

"Because I can eat you?"

"Eat, shmeet. Turn around and lift up that big 'ol tail of yours, cuz I'm taking you for a ride..."

The weredragon giggled and did as he was told. Though Draki was humanoid, Cade was amazed at just how much he resembled a traditional dragon while down on all fours. And that big, blue dragoncock arcing from between his legs only made him sexier. Irresistable, even.

"Are you going to stand there all day oogling me or are you going fuck me?" He waved his raised tail, showing off his scaly, muscled ass.

Cade grinned and spit into his palms. He slicked his shaft. Scooting forward on his knees, he gripped Dreki's cheeks and parted them, exposing the pucker between them. He buried his muzzle under the weredragon's tail. His tongue licked the hole. Darted against it. Teased. Easily slipped inside of it. The ring of muscle clenched tight, capturing Cade's tongue. The werehorse inhaled, nostrils flaring. Dreki smelled as exquisite as he tasted. Cade pushed deeper still with his tongue, wiggling it all the while.

The large weredragon writhed in delight.

Drawing from Dreki's asshole with a parting lick, Cade spit one last time onto the flat head of his cock. Slowly, with a flit of finger here and a sensual nip there, he climbed onto the dragon from behind. Wrapped him in his arms. "Watch this. Hands-free!" he whinnied into Dreki's earhole. Suddenly, Cade bucked his hips forward and his cock flexed upwards. The head tapped against Dreki's ass cheeks. With another slap of horsemeat, Cade's cockhead smeared under the dragon's tail. The werehorse timed his thrust. Wriggled his hips, angling. A push, some give.

Dreki bit down, teeth gritting as the werehorse's head slowly parted him. It was huge. "Ngggg..." Pressure became extreme pain; extreme pain transformed into intense pleasure when Cade pushed through his asshole and the length of horsemeat slid easily inside him. "Wow..." the weredragon growled.

"It isn't over yet..." Cade warned, grinding his hips, gradually starting to hump. He rocked, taking his time, enjoying every inch of his hard member as it slipped in and out of Dreki. With a scuff of hoof, the werehorse lightly kicked the dragon's knees apart. This forced the grip on his shaft to tighten ever-so-slightly. "Man, you are s-s-such a bottom."

The weredragon grinned at Cade's stutter. Horsecock brushed prostate. Waves of pleasure tore through his body. They were so strong they were painful. Dreki snorted. Almost collapsed. "Holy shit!" he roared.

Cade shoved again. And again. With each push, his meat tapped the weredragon's sweetspot. He reached between Dreki's legs. Fingered the dickslit he found there. Moved to the shaft. Stroked along the ridge to the tip of its knotted head. Pre gushed, soaking his hand. His fingers wrapped around Dreki's hardness. Squeezed. Yanked at the plated knots. Started jacking the dragon in time with his thrusts.

Dreki's tail slapped the deck with a heavy thud. It whipped left, then right, just over Cade's head. He was bucking freely now.

Bucking like a bronco... Cade quipped to himself. A sudden, unexpected shudder rocked his body. Muscles contracted. The horse could feel his balls pulling up. A loud groan escaped his throat. A jerk. A shiver. He drove his hips up and forward. Momentary resistance, then a slurping pop as his medial ring disappeared into the dragon's asshole, stretching it even further.

Dreki neither noticed, nor cared. All he wanted was the pony's dick; he wanted as much of it inside him as was physically possible, as quickly as possible. Horseflesh rubbed his prostate, massaging it. Pounding it. He melted. Rubbed it yet again. "Oh...oh..." He grunted. Wings flapped uncontrollably. Dreki bucked violently backwards.

Cade held on, riding. He was there. Right there. His hand pumped frantically at the dragon's cock. It wasn't gushing pre; it was squirting it. The werehorse hrphed. Whinnied. His tail twitched. He rammed himself against Dreki's ass, impaling the dragon to the hilt of his sheath. "Uh...uh...uh." The sound of imminent release. The horse's tail arced, hitched rapidly as his cock flexed. All that mattered was that hardness, the stiffness and the waves of pleasure that that coursed through every throbbing inch of it. He wanted to hold back. To milk himself for all he was worth. Couldn't.

Cockheads flared. The werehorse's tail hoisted, flagging. The dragon's pounded the deck. Dreki roared as his dick went completely ridged in Cade's fist. Cade's cock spasmed in Dreki's ass. Together, they let go. Unloaded. Shot after shot of weredragon spunk splated thickly against the deck while werehorse cum flooded Dreki's bowels. Cade fucked like an animal; the weredragon thrashed wildly beneath him, cock spurting all the while.

The dragon crashed to the deck, dragging the sputtering, spurting mustang with him. His hips fucked reflexively into the air. Cum flowed from his pulsing cock. It was everywhere in puddles and gooey ropes. All over the deck. Dribbling from his asshole. The werehorse had tied him with his medial ring, something he'd neither experienced nor expected over the course of his long life. "Are you sure you have to return to the States next weekend?" he panted.

Cade nosed the nape of the dragon's neck. He was still rock hard and oozing jizz inside of Dreki. "Do you want me to stay?"

Dreki nodded. "Absolutely!"

Cade laughed, "Sounds like I've got a dragon to break in, then..."

They lay there together, the werehorse warm and hard inside his weredragon.

"You know, Iceland's beautiful," Cade finally said after a long while.

"And so are you, pony," chirruped the dragon in his arms.

( Part 2 - http://www.sofurry.com/page/288337/user )