FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Rotations Ch01

Trevor grunted, entering the hospital wing and chatting with the nurse at the desk in front. "My name is Trevor and I'm here for my physical?" He said. The young red panda stood 5' 10'', had an athletic runner's build, and shaggy brownish red hair. He wore a green t-shirt and blue jeans. The male was there to get his physical for college track.

The nurse barely glanced up, continuing typing on her computer. Soon enough she stopped and turned. "Yes, you're Dr. Patterson's last appointment of the day. The appointment before yours is running a little long, so if you would please take a seat?"

With that, she turned back to the screen, waving her free hand to the near empty lobby.

Trevor nodded, moving to a chair and crossing one leg over the other. He sat impatiently, eyes examining the room nervously. This was his first physical and wasn't sure what exactly to expect. He picked up a book and began to peruse it's contents.

Before long a voice came from the hall. "Trevor? The doctor will see you now." The voice belonged to a small mousey nurse. Next to her, looking completely out of it was a bull who had his arm in a cast and sling, his glazed eyes looking through Trevor.

Trevor eyed him, and the cast, before nervously moving down the hall and to the nurse. "What happened to him?"

Patting the bull gently on the back she turned to Trevor, looking around conspiratorially. "I heard the doctor was having a hard time with him. When he came in his bone was piercing the skin. He tackled the doctor and Rick had to sedate him"

Trevor gulped in fear, ears laying back. The thought of being sedated frightened him. The nurse quickly patted Trevor, pointing him on to an open door before rushing out to help the bull avoid the lobby furniture. "Right down the hall deary!"

Trevor nodded and started back on track, holding one of his arms in sympathetic pain for the bull. He frowned and entered the room, his ears laying back still.

Dr. Patterson sat in a chair, facing the desk and away from the door. His large draconic features amplified by the smallness of the chair. In actuality he was probably only near eight feet tall. Ebony horns stood out, slightly curved from down but not exactly pointing back towards the green scales. As Trevor walked in, there was a wiff of something somewhat sweet and the doctor seemed to be panting

Trevor stood, staring for a long moment as he took in the male's size. After he was done staring, he cleared his throat. "E-Excuse me?"

The doctor jolted a little, looking up and placing glasses back on his nose. He grinned, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow as he made a quick move then swiveled the chair. His coat looked ruffled, in what could be assumed was from the tussle with the bull.

"Ah, you must be Trevor? I was just taking a breather after my last patient. Please, do come in." His voice was melodic, and he stood as he talked, showing his full height.

Trevor stared up at the large beast before him, intimidated instantly by it. His ears layed completely flat against his head and his tail moved between his legs. "I-I hope he didn't um...hurt you..." He said, the nervousness in his voice very poorly hidden.

The dragon blinked once, looking confused before the words clicked. "Oh, not at all. You must not know many dragons, eh? Very hard to hurt us with your bare hands. Hard scales and all that." He grinned, moving to the door and closing it. His long tail came close to the red panda, close enough to see the individual scales.

Trevor moved forward a few steps, distancing himself from the dragon. "So...um....how do we do this?" He asked, being new to the process.

"Well, first you sit and I take a look at your family's medical history." he said, gesturing at the stainless steel examination table before taking his own seat. "Then I'll ask you a few questions, check your heart rate and breathing. After that I have you strip and I finish up the exam. Any more questions before I glance through?"

Trevor shook his head, moving quickly to the examination table. He turned to face the dragon, hopping up onto it quickly and quietly, head down and ears flat still. He weaved his fingers together in his lap as he looked around the office.

The office was sparse, a few pictures on one wall while the other held anatomy charts of a few different common species. Straight across from the door were windows that allotted a view of the parking lot and houses beyond.

Before long the dragon cleared his throat and looked back to Trevor. "You know, it's not common to get a red panda in here, especially to go out for something like track."

Trevor looked at him and frowned. "Yeah...my family just recently moved into town, and I had to move with them for financial reasons..." He fidgeted a bit under the gaze of the dragon. "Sorry if it's an inconvenience."

"Inconvenience?" Dr. Patterson asked, surprised. "Not at all. I love the chance to meet with someone other then a dog. Those canines seem to be getting hurt much more often then others. Not that they're bad or anything, of course. And this is much more int- calm, I should say, then the bull." The dragon waved his hands in front of him after cutting off the word, his tone of voice having a slight murr to it at the end

Trevor blinked in confusion, but decided to not pursue his curiosity. "Well if that's what you think, then I'm glad to be a nice break from...the majority." He said with a slight smile.

"Heh, glad that's out of the way then. So, you say you just moved into town. Where are you from?"

"I'm actually from Maine...My mother was from Japan though."

"Very good. Have you visited anywhere recently out of the states?"

"No, not recently."

"OK, then you'd have very low risk for tropical diseases. Now, you're going out for track. Do you ever experience shortness of breath." This time it was more of a statement then a question, sounding well rehearsed.

"No."

A pencil scritched over the paper. "Good. Do you ever get light headed or lethargic?" he asked, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

"Only get light headed in the cold, so I try to keep something warm nearby." Trevor admitted.

"Only in the cold, you say." he said under his breath, smile getting wider before he went on with the questions. Eventually they came to an end and the doctor stood, pulling out a stethoscope. "Now, I need to listen to your heart and lungs. Please remove your shirt."

Trevor nodded and obeyed, removing his shirt without a sound and setting it off to the side. His chest was white, sides and shoulders red. A thin red happy trail led down from his belly button to the hem of his pants.

Dr. Patterson moved around the panda, keeping his eyes glued to the fur that was now exposed. As soon as he was out of sight he licked his lips. Warm scaled hands rested against Trevor's back, one pushing a cold circle against his skin. "Take a deep breath."

Trevor shivered at the feel of the cold metal, eyes closed tightly as he took a deep breath in, then let it out slowly.

"Mmm, good." He shifted the placement and listened again, his second hand sliding down. It hovered at Trevor's waist band for a second before it set down on the metal. "Breath." Trevor let out a soft murr before breathing slow and deep. His body relaxed slightly as it got used to the warm hands and cool metal on him.

Licking his lips again, the dragon moved back to the front, placing the medical instrument in various places and telling the panda to breath. Finally, he pulled it away.

"OK, all sounds good in your chest. Now I have to look at your throat and ears. Would you mind.... slipping out of your clothes while I get those instruments?"

"A-all of them? Or just my pants?" Trevor asked as he stood up.

"Hmm, all of them of course." Dr. Patterson stated, holding back a loud murr and watching sneakily as he dug through the cabinets on the wall.

Trevor blushed under his fur, eyes half closed as he worked at his belt and undoing his jeans. He dropped them and kicked them off to the side, a pair of snug boxer-briefs clung to his body, showing off his rather impressive package.

The doctor slipped and let out a quiet murr, instantly turning his attention to the cabinet and searching vigorously for the tools he was supposed to be getting. Trevor hesitated, taking a very long time to remove his boxer-breifs. His tail coiled slightly and relaxed a bit.

The doctor's eye moved back to Trevor, watching closely as his hands stilled, wrapped around the proper instruments but not quite willing to give up this vantage point. Trevor didn't move at all, still to shy to remove the underwear. He scratched his arm nervously.

Holding back a sigh, the doctor turned and gave him an encouraging smile. "Well, if you don't want to take those off, you can keep them, but they're going to get ripped off after I'm done with your ears and mouth if you can't get yourself to." he grinned at the panda, not really paying attention to his words as he eyed the package.

"Wh-what?!" Trevor covered himself shyly, eyes wide in fear.

The doctor blinked, thinking over his words then instantly blushing, though it was almost invisible under his scales. "Oh, I'm sorry Trevor. Just a little dragon humor. It slips out every once in a while. But I'll still need you to take them off for the physical. It can wait until after I'm done with these two things first."

Giving himself a pat on the back for the cover, Rick Patterson moved towards the smaller male and held up the small ear camera. Trevor flinched, but then stopped. He pulled away slightly and moved to sit on the examination table again, staying still for the doctor to do his examination.

Frowning, Rick wondered if he had blown his chance. Putting off the thought, he leaned down and placed the camera gently in Trevor's ear. It rested in the bushy fur and he let out a minty breath that flowed across Trevor's cheek. "Wow, these have to be the cleanest ears I've seen."

Trevor fought a chuckle. "Unlike those dogs, I try to keep clean." He said softly, his other ear flicking a bit.

"Well it has most certainly paid off for you. Now I just need to check the other ear." As he moved he blew a light breath into the recently vacated ear, placing a hand on Trevor's thigh as he moved to the other and repeated the process.

Trevor's leg shifted a bit as the weight was put on it. He bit his lip and stayed still, his tail curling around his waist slightly. Rick lessened the weight until he was barely touching, but he kept his hand in place. "Now I need to look at your throat." he said, moving close. "Open up and say 'ah.'"

Trevor bit his lip and nodded, opening his maw. Pointed white teeth, very well taken care of and a nimble looking tongue inside.

Leaning down, Rick had to stop and take a deep breath after seeing such a perfect mouth. His cock throbbed inside his slit, peeking out and releasing a drop of pre against the front of his pants and a heavily musky smell. Opening his eyes again he slid the tongue depressor into the mouth, pushing it down on the back of Trevor's tongue gently.

Trevor didn't react at all. He didn't seem to have a gag reflex. He did however grip his own leg fur rather tightly. The wide grin returned to the dragons face as he tested this, pressing a little harder and further back, his cock throbbing as naughty ideas flooded his head.

Still no reaction. Instead a soft murr could be heard.

Blinking at the reaction, Rick took his chance. Tilting the panda's head back, he pulled the stick out and quickly replaced it with his tongue, draconic lips sealing against the panda's. The hand on his thigh quickly moved to grope the underwear covered package.

Trevor's eyes went wide and he scrambled a bit to push Rick away. Rick resisted the push, lifting the small male into the air, one hand on his ass and the other holding the head still. He slowly pushed his tongue further, slipping it down the red panda's throat. Something he hoped to do with another object fairly soon.

Trevor resisted for a few more moments, before he finally relaxed a bit and gave in to the kiss. His own tongue played against the older male's and his paws gripped at his shirt. Trevor closed his eyes, ears laying back once more.

Murring as the panda gave in, Rick sat himself on the examination table. He set the panda's rump right on top of his growing bulge, pressing it in a little bit to make sure it could be felt through the flimsy boxers. Trevor whimpered softly, eyes opening and trying to break the kiss.

Rick backed off a few inches, ready to reseal the kiss if Trevor tried to call out. Rubbing his fingers softly behind the younger male's head, he whispered gently against his lips. "Now now, I won't hurt you cutey, just relax."

"C-can we...we just finish the physical first?" Trevor whimpered out into Rick's chest, face pressed against firm scales and muscle.

Rick humped gently, thinking then grinning widely. "Oh, yes, we could finish the PHYSICAL first." But, despite his words and grin... And erection... He refused to force himself on the younger male without consent. At least, sexually.

Turning with Trevor in his arms again, he set the panda down and pulled on the waistband of the shorts, nodding.

Trevor squirmed a bit, helping get the underwear off. The red fur began at just below his waist band, the happy trail leading straight to it and the rest of his red fur around his groin. His balls were hefty, full, and hanging low and loose. A soft pink cock protruded from his sheath halfway.

Licking his lips, Rick sized up his patient. He gently pulled the panda into a standing position then crouched before him, pressing fingertips into either side of the ball sac. "I need you to cough." he accentuated the request by sliding the tip of his tongue up the exposed length before him.

Trevor tensed up, fighting a moan as he took the deep breath and coughed. His eyes closed, and he kept his hands at his side, hands clenched into a fist.

Rick murred at the taste, pulling his fingers back out and rubbing them against the balls and sheath as he pulled his tongue back. "Well, there's only one thing left in the physical." he stated, grinning widely as he stood to his full height.

"Wh-what?" Trevor looked up at him, hands moving to start removing the dragon's clothes.

Murring, the dragon reached down and gently ran a few fingers over the panda's ass. "Just the prostate exam.*

Trevor murred softly, unbuttoning Rick's shirt and carefully removing it. When it was discarded he leaned forward and kissed at the scales and flesh on the lizard's underbelly.

He murred loudly, his underbelly being the most sensitive part of his scales. "N-now, would you like me to check it in the usual way, or can we start the fun?"

Trevor looked up at him and hopped up onto the examination table. He leaned back slowly and layed down, lifting his legs for the other male. "D-do it how you want."

Smiling at the sight, Rick turned to his personal suitcase. "First things first, drink this." He held a small vial with yellow liquid in it to the smaller male.

"What is it?" Trevor asked, sniffing the vial.

Rick grinned, seeing him take in the bitter smell. "Would you really like to know?"

Trevor nodded.

"OK, but you still have to drink it. It's dragon piss. There are natural chemicals in it that will help you relax and stretch." To emphasize the point, Rick groped his now fully hard package. It was almost as wide around as Trevor's forearm and was sticking out of the top of the pants, looking ready to burst the button off.

Trevor's facial fur turned bright red as he blushed, and bit his lip. "Cou-couldn't give it straight from the source?"

The dragon was dumbfounded. Here he had been expecting to have to force the kid to drink, but asking for it straight from the source? He grinned wide. "Y'know kid, I like your stuff. Turn around and tilt your head over the edge of that table."

Trevor gulped out of excitement and did as told. He layed his head over the edge, muzzle open and ready. His hands gripped his meat, stroking it a bit.

Opening the button before it popped, Rick quickly stripped off the rest of his clothing. His green scales gleamed in the fluorescent and natural light mixed in the room. "Now, I'll try and let it out slow at first. Make sure to drink it all down."

He moved forward and stroked Trevor's throat, putting the tip of his tapered cock into the warm maw. Before too long a slow trickle began to flow in, hitting the back of the throat.

Trevor relaxed as best as he could, willingly swallowing the acrid fluid. His cock throbbed, a spurt of excited pre splattering against his lower stomach as he tried to bob on the cock in his maw. He murred softly.

Rick continued to slowly empty his bladder, leaning over and licking the pre from Trevor's chest. He began a slow count after the first swallow. Trevor kept up with the flow, but soon lost focus and coughed slightly. Urine flowed from the sides of his muzzle, dripping down his fur and to the floor.

Reaching the count, Rick thrust forward, his cock sliding into Trevor's throat and causing it to bulge. He immediately humped, going deeper and deeper until he was lodged all the way in and pissing at full blast directly into the stomach. Small trickles found they're way back up the throat, filling the panda's mouth.

Trevor fought the urge to cough and squirmed a bit, being forced to hold his breath. He reached up and grabbed Rick's thighs tightly, claws digging into the hard scales.

Rick moaned at the hot throat and the struggle, pushing his bladder to empty the rest into the male below him and then pulling out so the panda could breath. "Sorry about that, I got a little excited." He nuzzled gently over Trevor's abs, rubbing his slightly distended stomach.

Trevor panted and coughed a bit, but didn't respond as he began to lick and kiss at the draconic cock in front of him affectionately.

An idea formed in Ricks mind. He did, after all, have to finish the physical. leaning down, he took hold of Trevor's body and lifted him, pushing his cock into the now upside down red panda's throat again, though not nearly as deep. Trevor didn't fight it. He gladly nursed on Rick's massive meat, sucking hard and needily on the flesh. His hands gripped at Rick's ass, holding his head as far down on the pole as he could.

Feeling the panda accept the new position, Rick changed his plan slightly. Now there were a pair of legs in the air above and a hard cock pressed to his chest. He slid out his tongue and pushed it directly into the unprepared ass in front of him, a large amount of saliva making it squish as he began to hump the tight throat.

Trevor tensed up, then relaxed almost instantly at the intruder in his rump. He moaned loudly on the dragonhood in his muzzle and worked harder to please the male holding him. His tail layed limp, dangling behind him.

Groaning, Rick let his sex-driven, lusty mind take over, humping both sides of the red panda in unison. He felt over the prostate, making a foggy note that it was fine before sliding deeper. Soon his maw was flush with the rump, long dragon tongue buried as deep as it could go. As hot as the throat was, he knew he needed something hotter and tighter. Trevor pushed himself off the dragon dick, groaning softly. "P-Please fuck me..." He whimpered out.

Rick growled lustfully and flipped the male over quickly, placing his dragonhood against the slick, stretchy ass. Giving one loud groan he let go of the panda, letting gravity spear him on the throbbing dragon meat. Trevor yelled in pleasure as he was impaled completely on the male's length. He was definitely tight, maybe even a virgin. He clawed at scales, pulling himself against Rick as best as possible.

"Ahhh," Rick moaned out, humping even though he was already hilted in the suspended male. "You are the best fuck I have EVER had."

Trevor blushed brightly and shuddered. "Th-thanks." he moaned out, clenching as best he could on the male's rod. "Pl-please, don't be gentle." He muttered.

Leaning down, Rick took Trevor's head between his jaws, using his tongue to lick off the piss from earlier and started fucking him as hard as possible. Lewd bulges showed through the panda's sides and belly as he was thrown up and down.

As soon as the headfur was clean, Rick backed up and threw his head back panting. Gripping the males waist tighter he leaned back against the wall and really started fucking.

Trevor winced as his head was taken into the other's maw, only to be cleaned, then once again screamed as he was brutally fucked by the man. He panted hard, chest heaving as his ass was abused. One of his claws snapped, breaking off from being dug into scales harder then his claws.

The snap brought Rick out of his stupor and he slowed, still thrusting hard against the body against him. Looking for the source, he spotted the broken claw. "Now... now," he whispered, still thrusting hard, "Use those on my belly scales so they don't break off."

Trevor whimpered and moved his hands to the front of the dragon, clawing his chest and stomach and leaving shallow grooves in them. He panted hard, body shaking in pleasure and unfelt pain. His cock leaked precum between the both of them, matting down his belly fur.

Groaning and kissing the top of Trevor's head, Rick pushed his chest into the scratches. "Oh, I'm getting close!" He growled, thrusts getting shorter as he simply tried to push himself into the ass farther then he'd been yet.

Trevor winced and dug his claws into Rick's chest hard, his body tensing up. He let out a loud squeek and groan, throwing his head back and exposing his neck before painting his stomach with panda seed. His tailhole tightened more then it was already.

A single gasp was all the warning Rick gave before he started to throb, his teeth latching around the conveniently exposed neck and biting hard enough to leave a lover's mark. Cum gushed into the bowels and a knot formed quickly at the base of the cock, sealing it inside the red panda.

"Ahh~" Trevor yelped out as Rick bit down on his neck. His body went limp in the male's grasp, leaning on him heavily. His chest heaved heavily, his breathing hard and labored.

As Rick came down from his climax he gently released Trevor's neck, licking it gently where the teeth had made marks. He sat heavily on his swivel chair and spun, nuzzling into his sex partner. "Fuck...so full..." Trevor rubbed his own stomach, head laying on Rick's chest while he started to calm down. He licked at the gouges he made in Rick's chest scales.

"That's what happens when you mate with a dragon." Rick chuckled, rubbing a hand over Trevor's side and murring. Glancing out the window, Rick realized that night had fallen, and with it the timed parking constraints. "Hey, how did you get here?"

"I-I walked from the campus." Trevor nuzzled under Rick's chin affectionately. He panted hard. "I don't think...I'd be walking straight for a while...or running or participating in practice." He chuckled a bit.

"That's good, and don't worry, you'll be back on your feet quicker then you realize. Maybe you would want to... spend the night with me? Just to make sure that you're fine for walking and practice and all that, of course." Rick said in a rush, the blush on his face noticeable through his scales.

"Sure. And...maybe we can set up regular appointments and check ups." Trevor smiled slightly, blushing also.

Smiling, Rick nuzzled him again. "Or, maybe we could go out next Friday night?"

"Or maybe both?" Trevor leaned up and kissed the dragon gently.

"Or maybe both." Rick agreed, kissing the Red Panda equally gently.