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Adrenaline Rush - Full Throttle

Zennith yawned as he got up from bed, the usual buzz from the alarm clock nonexistent as he had turned it off after he had gotten back from the garage. Usually on Saturdays he would get up early in order to try and get the pick of the lab workspaces, but today it was past noon before he finally woke up. It really didn't matter since it was so early in the semester and after his intense experience the night before he was surprised he got up before dinner time. "Nnnng, sore..." he muttered as he got up, stretching his stiff muscles as he got out of bed.

The events of the last night were still fresh in his mind, which was especially apparent when he noticed his significant morning wood. He could still smell the scent of husky of him, especially since he hadn't bothered to shower when he got home. They had spent a lot of time after the race working on the car, as well as their strategies for the next possible race. In the end he didn't leave the garage until well after dawn, collapsing into bed without even covering himself up.

Still in the clothes from last night, he grabbed a towel from his clean laundry bin and trudged over to the showers, thankful that his other roommates were not in their shared living room or kitchen. While he didn't know them very well, he knew that two of them usually spent their weekends at home and the other one with friends. That left him alone with his thoughts and, more importantly, the shower. As he went into the cramped bathroom and started to take his clothes off, he noticed that his shirt was stretched in several places around the cuff. He did a quick once over with his shirt, but he didn't find any other damage then the stretch marks and nothing else seemed different about it.

"How odd..." Zenny said as he took off the shirt to examine it closer, but as he looked in the mirror something else caught him completely off guard. The dragon had always been a bit lanky, lacking the musculature of most athletes. While it never bothered him much, most of his time was spent in the lab anyways, he had wondered what it would be like to have at least some muscle.

Now it appeared that his secret wish had come true. While certainly nothing to brag about, for the first time in his life he had actual pectoral muscles that stretched his scaly skin instead of the normal flat chest he was used to. He also had actual muscles on his arms as well, nothing to brag about but more than he had started with. It perplexed him slightly; he hadn't been working out nor doing any extra physical activity... although he hadn't really been watching his physique that much. Instead he merely chalked it up to his diet and lugging around lab equipment.

A few minutes later he was back in his room, toweling off the last of his scales before putting on another pair of khaki's and shirt. After a few minutes he was back to his books, preparing yet another report for his graduate lab. He had found the whole process a bit tedious before, but after having just experienced the thrill of racing he was outright bored as he looked up processes and formulas. Thankfully for him after almost two hours he got a call on his cell phone, and though he hoped it was Ember he found it to be an unknown number. "Hello?" He asked tentatively.

"Hey Zen, its Sykes, the Eagle with the Chevy Cobalt SS." The dragon heard on the other line. "Gear gave me your number, I was wondering if you wanted to do some race prep with me in the daylight hours?"

"Race prep?" Zenny asked. "You mean go over the tracks and stuff?"

There was a laugh on the other end, which made him blush slightly in embarrassment. "Actually I meant a little racer prep." The eagle replied. "A little something to enhance your image, plus if you keep wearing your good clothes to these things you're going to ruin your wardrobe very quickly. I know a place we can go for a new set of clothes for you."

About an hour later Zenny was leaning against his Viper in the parking lot of a strip mall, munching on a hot dog as he waited. He had gotten there a little early, too excited to focus on his paper to work on it after he had gotten directions to where he needed to go. Instead he decided to pick up lunch, waiting until he had parked and gotten out of his car until he started to eat it. A few minutes later the silver Cobalt screeched into the parking lot, the paint job sparkling in the sunlight as he hit the corner hard before turning and drifting into the spot next to him. It was a spectacular display, almost causing him to drop his hotdog in amazement as Sykes got out of the car.

"Zen!" The Eagle said as he took off his glasses and walked over to shake his hand while his other hand held an extra-large soda. He was just as ripped as he had remembered him if not more so, his six-pack and firm pecs completely exposed underneath his leather aviator jacket as his sculpted leg muscles pushed out of the tight blue jeans he wore. "Saw your fifth place win on the replay monitors, definitely a good start for you. I think you're going to be a great addition to our little family."

"Thanks Sykes." Zenny replied as the eagle put his beefy arm around his shoulder and guided him towards the mall. "How did you place?"

"First place man." The Eagle boasted proudly. "Second win in a row." Zenny shared his congratulations with the other racer, the two of them walking into one of the specialty stores at the end. As soon as they got into the building they were blasted with a blast of cold air and the smell of leather. There was a ton of clothing on both shelves and hangers, 90% of them some type of leather material and ranging from jackets to pants and even undergarments. The rest appeared to be rubber or latex, the material glimmering brightly under the fluorescent lights.

Behind the counter was an artic wolf, his white fur contrasting with the black leather vest and pants he wore as he looked up to see them. "Sykes!" He shouted cheerfully, almost jumping over the glass display as he ran over and hugged the nearly foot taller eagle. Zenny just looked on as they continued to hug, the wolf's tail wagging happily before he looked over at the dragon with a seductive grin. "Mmmm, who's this?"

"Paws off Jackie, he's a racer." Sykes said as he held the wolf by the shoulder. "We need to get him a starting package."

"Ohhhh, unfortunate." Jackie replied as he moved around the dragon, biting his lip as he looked over his form with a very flamboyant flair. "Mmmm, yes, very unfortunate indeed, I could work with him. But alas, you're a racer. Now come with me and we'll get you set up with your new duds. Let me get the catalogue... and maybe a few others to pique their interest. Feel free to browse in the meantime."

Zenny looked up at Sykes, who just chuckled at the dragon's expression. "Before you ask, yes, this is a fetish shop." He informed as he looked over a pair of black leather pants that hung next to them. "And yes, he is really gay. But he's also the best leather worker in probably the country, and his custom work is incredible. Whatever you do though, if he asks you to go into the back and try on his special gear, politely decline."

"That leads me to another question." Zenny said, looking down at the pristine tile floor. "Em... er... Gear and I, well, after the race... we..."

"Had sex?" Sykes guessed, which caused the dragon's jaw to drop slightly. "Hmmm... let me guess, you've only been friends before your first race, and now you're feeling awkward because you guys 'took it to the next level'?"

"Actually, we had just met a few hours prior to the race." Zenny confessed.

"Holy shit, really?" Sykes asked, astonished. "Damn, I knew Gear was itching to get back in but I didn't think he had the brass balls to invite a stranger in. Plus it appears he didn't tell you about how 'pent-up' you get after racing... damn. Well, all I'm going to say about it is this; since you're here with me you must have enjoyed it a little bit, so I would overlook Gear's eagerness to get you in and let him be with you still. Also..." he suddenly grabbed Zenny by the shirt and pulled him forward, his demeanor far more intimidating than a second ago, "we all love Gear, so if he gets hurt again and you're the one who does it, I'm gonna drag you from the back-end of my car until there's nothing left of you but a patch of scales, you feel me?"

Zenny gulped and nodded, the mood immediately shifting back to the friendlier atmosphere as they waited for Jackie to get back with the catalogues. While the eagle had jarred his nerves he was also curious, especially about Gear. There was more to the racing league then anyone was letting him in on, especially concerning the feelings he had after his race. The racing itself was certainly straight-forward enough, but he could tell there were dynamics going on behind the scenes that weren't being shown. Before he had too long to think about it the arctic wolf came back with a stack of catalogues, only the first one actually relating to racing as he picked out his racing gear. He was pleased to see that leather was not the only thing he could have had ordered, though with the eagle's leather jacket right next to him it influenced his choice. Jackie surprisingly was a huge help, giving him some help on matching schemes until he had his clothes selected.

"Alright, I already have the jacket and pants available." Jackie instructed as he put the charcoal grey leather on the counter. "Give it a try to see if it fits well, and I'll have the modifications done in a few hours as well as the rest of your gear. I'll also have the forest green nylon top ready then too, I think that was an excellent choice, it's really going to bring out your eyes."

He could see that the wolf was making eyes at him, so Zenny quickly gathered up the items and moved to one of the dressing rooms.

The inside of the dressing room was big enough for at least two people, and he put the new clothes on a nearby shelf in order to take off the old ones. After he had stripped down to his boxers he put on the jacket first, letting the smooth leather hug against his scales as he slipped his arms into the sleeves. Once it was over his shoulders he flexed his body to test the leather. He noticed several slits in the jacket as he did, and as he pulled one apart he noticed that the slit had spandex attached to it which allowed it to stretch. The result was that the material had a lot of give to it, allowing it to fit someone even bigger than Sykes' frame. The pants were much the same way, mainly at the waistband and thigh area as he slipped his tail through the opening.

"Looks good on you." A voice said behind him, causing Zenny to jump as he turned to see Sykes in the room with him, a grin on his face and a piece of paper in his hand that he gave him. "Though you should really have tighter underwear so you don't get that bunching effect, or Jackie sells thongs if you're interested. Here's the bill by the way, Jackie has some 'other customers' so he told me to get it to you."

"Oh, thanks." The dragon replied. Up until that point he hadn't even thought about the fact that he actually had to pay for the outfit. As he looked at the invoice his mouth dropped, the 'racing starter package' had come to a cost of $750. "I... I don't have the money for this, I only won $500 in the last race and Gear had to put most of that for better parts in the Viper."

"Mmmm... tell you what." Sykes said, grinning mischievously as he took a few steps closer to the half-naked dragon, their chests only inches apart as he looked down at him. "There's no dawn derby tonight, top-tiers get exclusive racing rights to the tracks, but if I pay for your stuff then I want you to challenge me to a 1 on 1. The prize for winning is a thousand bucks, but you can only challenge someone higher than you on the totem pole and they have to agree. If I win then the prize money is more than enough to reimburse me for my troubles."

Zenny gulped slightly as he felt the Eagle's chest rub against his slightly, "And... if I win?" He asked, feeling his hot breath on his face.

"Then you're in for a real treat." Sykes said softly as he ran a hand down his scaly cheek. Strangely he didn't feel anything... sexual about the gesture, but there was definite emotion behind it. It was like what he felt with Ember, only in reverse. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt very comfortable about it, like it was the natural order of things for the bigger male to dominate him. The thought was only fleeting though, and when he realized what he was thinking he took a step back and collected himself.

"Fine, you're on." Zenny said meekly as he took off the jacket and put on his regular top. As much as he hated to admit it he loved how the leather looked on him, and if he was going to get it for free in exchange for a 1 on 1 then he was going to do it. Plus when he heard there were no Dawn Derby tonight he realized he would have to do it or else he wouldn't get his thrill for the night. When he saw the other racer with a smug grin on his face, he quickly felt a grin of his own creeping up on his muzzle. "So that's why you brought me here, that was your plan all along."

Sykes merely shrugged, his grin getting wider as he left the room. Zenny watched the eagle leave, and then blushed when he realized that he had been taking off his pants while the other racer was still in the room. He finished dressing as quickly as he could and got out of the room, giving the leather clothing back to Jackie. The wolf tried to trap him with sweet conversation, but the dragon was having none of that and left the room. The silver Cobalt had already left, leaving only his yellow Viper in the parking lot as he got in and raced off back to the campus.

"There you are!" Ember said after the Viper rolled into the hydraulics that would lift it up so he could work on the underbody. "I'm going to do a bit of disassembly this weekend, so I hope you got all your non-campus errands for the week done. By Friday I should have a complete rebuild of several critical systems and that should increase your power ratio."

"Actually Ember... I was wondering if we could do a race on Saturday?" Zenny asked.

He heard the husky chuckle as he lifted the car. "Sorry Zenny, there's only top-tier racing on Sautrdays, and that's invitation only if you're not in that particular league. They get all the best tracks and the whole night is pretty much dedicated to them, unless you're doing a one on one..." Ember froze suddenly and turned, a slight frown on his face as he looked at the dragon. "But you're not doing a one on one, right?"

"Well..." Zenny replied, trying to find the right words. "Sykes called me, brought me to Jackie's place..."

The dragon could hear the sound of a wrench hitting the concrete as Ember stopped dead in his tracks. "I wondered why he wanted your number." He said lowly. "I was going to take you there after we had had a few more races and prize money under our belt. I mean, do you understand what you've just agreed to? And to Sykes no less, one of the best lower-tier racers in the league!"

"Ember, calm down!" Zenny said to the obviously irate husky. "You and Sykes seemed to be friends, I thought it was fine! Plus it would help if I actually KNEW what I was getting into with the races! You are trying to keep me in the dark here with what these races are all about."

Ember switched gears almost instantly, from a quiet seething to a soul-crushing sadness. Zenny could see a huge weight on his shoulders as he moved forward with his head down, until his headfur pushed into his scaly chest. He could hear him sniffling and wrapped his arms around him, letting the husky cry for a little bit before he looked up at him. "I'm sorry." He apologized, wrapping his own arms around his waist.

"Hey Ember, its ok." Zenny replied as he rubbed Ember's shoulders.

"No, I've been hiding things from you." Ember confessed. "I was hoping we'd get a few more races together in the Dawn derby before I had to reveal anything to you. Look... I want you to go to this race, the one on one. I assume you already challenged him anyway... but I want you to keep an open mind when this race ends, ok? Also when this race ends, win or lose, I want you to come back to this garage with me."

The dragon was a bit startled by the sudden melancholy of the mechanic, but nodded in order to make him feel better. While his apprehension of the race was startling, he had given his promise to Sykes that he would do it. After a few minutes of them just standing there the husky wiped the tears from his eyes, and then put on a weak smile as he told him of the modifications he could make to the car before his race. He knew that it was just to take his mind off of things, but he could tell that the later they went the more nervous he became...

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It was three am when Zenny and Ember drove the Viper down to a huge drainage basin, the concrete valley lined with several cars. There was only one in the middle of it though, the shiny silver Cobalt that was perched on one side of the small creek that ran through it. While there were only a few drivers here he knew that the rest weren't at the factory, they had gone there to issue the challenge, but either racing in or watching the high-performance drivers in the main event. Even so there were more then he thought there would be.

"Okay, so this is a very, very straightforward track." Ember instructed as they eased their way down. "There's one 90 degree turn, but it's very tricky. You take it too tight and you're going to jack your suspension, take it too soft and you'll have to burn a lot of speed fighting that incline. Now there's a small pool of water that forms on the back end of the corner, exit from the corner. It's a bit dangerous, but if you roll over it you can take your turn a lot wider and faster and get the advantage on him. Careful with the steering, though...if you take the wrong line around the curve, you'll hydroplane sideways through the pool and off the course. I hate to say it but it's the only way you're going to outclass that Cobalt, we don't have enough power under the hood to try and take the inside advantage. Here, drop me off and hit the start line, I'll be rooting for you."

Zenny nodded and let Ember out, though before he could move away the dragon grabbed his arm. "Before you go, could you help me with something?" He asked as they got out of the car. "I need to use you as a shield."

Ember looked at him in confusion, but followed him outside anyway as Zenny took a big cardboard box from the trunk. The dragon guided him to the backseat, where he opened the door and started changing out of his clothing while the husky stood outside and blocked the view of others. He could feel the heat rise in his cheeks as he watched him strip down, immediately turning around when they made eye contact. For a few minutes he heard the shuffling of scales on clothing, until he felt the tug of his tail that made him turn back around. "Hey!" He shouted, though once he laid eyes on the racer his eyes widened in amazement.

"What do you think?" Zenny asked as he spinned around. The racer was clad in his charcoal grey jacket and pants, along with a tight-fitting forest green shirt that hugged his muscles in all the right places. He also sported a darker grey set of racing gloves and boots as well, the fingers cut off as he wiggled them in front of his face. What struck him most, however, was the detailing in the back, a traditional yin and yang symbol in the back with a familiar blue and yellow dragon one side and a red and white husky on the other. "I figured since they're calling me Zen now, I may as well buy into the whole thing."

"Zen... I..." Ember started to say, but Zenny stopped him before he could talk anymore.

"We're a team Gear." He gave him a pat on the shoulder before he slid back into the seat and began to drive down to the starting line.

After watching the car drive away from him he sighed, then went up to a cougar that had sat down to watch the show. "Nervous you're boy is going to lose?" He asked as he saw him sit next to him.

"No..." Ember replied as he bit his lip. "I'm nervous he's going to win."

Zenny took a deep breath as he lined up next to Syke, the eagle nodding to him from behind the driver's seat of his Cobalt. There were no flares this time, only a jaguar in street clothes with a small flag in his hand. As they waited for it to drop they revved their engines, feeling the power of their cars reverberate against each other. He could feel his leather pants begin to stretch, his arousal and hunger beginning to build before he even passed the start line.

Suddenly the flag dropped and both cars lunged forward in a cloud of rubber smoke. Zenny poured on the speed as much as he could, shifting gears as they both hit the straightaway. In the corner of his eye he could see the silver car begin to pull ahead, his heavily modified engine able to push him faster than his hardly broken in Viper. He knew that Ember was right, that the eagle's Cobalt was going to quickly outstrip him. All he could do was keep hitting the shifts at the exact right time to try and keep up until the turn.

As they approached the turn he saw the puddle exactly where his partner had placed it. His blood was thrumming through his veins as he massaged the grip of the steering wheel tighter. He saw Sykes taking the inside, preparing for his drift turn along the inside route. With his lead he was going to get it, there was nothing that the dragon could do to rob him of that advantage. Ember's gambit was his only option as he sped towards the water.

Once he hit the water his breath caught in his throat, feeling the traction give out underneath him. He had angled himself perfectly, letting the momentum quickly turn him into the final stretch. The puddle ended as shortly as it began, and as soon as he hit the pavement he accelerated forward again, his tires gripping the concrete. He could feel his lips curling into a fierce grin as he realized that he had the advantage, Sykes car still fighting to get his car in the right direction.

Zenny swore he could feel his fangs growing pass his lips as he moved his hand down to the turbo trigger, his fingers pressing hard against the metal triggers as he watched that tell-tale green light up on top. His body started to swell, not only with pride but also physically as the leather he wore began to stretch slightly. He could feel himself begin to salivate, watching as he was about to leave his prey in the dust. It made him hungry for it, his claws digging deeper into the wheel. If both hands hadn't been occupied he would have zipped his pants down, letting free the strained cock that seemed ready to bust through.

But the feeling was short lived, his joy turning to shock as he saw Syke's car begin to move forward at an incredible clip. He realized that the eagle had hit his own booster a fraction of a second before him. There wasn't much track left, certainly not enough for his booster to even begin to catch up with him. The only way he could have gotten the jump on him was by boosting before him, and the risky maneuver demolished any chance of that. His thumb still smashed down on the button, but the thrilling sensation of jumping over fifty miles an hour in a few seconds was muted by the impending loss.

Sure enough less than a minute later he watched as the Cobalt crossed the finish line, his heart sinking into his stomach as he passed it himself two car lengths later. He had lost, even with his near-perfect execution the other racer managed to out-class him. A small voice in his mind told him that Ember had warned him earlier that Sykes was one of the best lower-tier racers, and that his battle-tested Cobalt was likely going to out-strip him from the beginning. That tiny voice of reason, however, was drowned out by the roar of his defeat and how he could have easily beaten him.

He was so distracted by his self-admonishment that he didn't even realize he had been following the Cobalt back to the factory in the back lot. There was a knock on his window, the outline of Sykes in the pale moonlight as he beckoned him out. Without a second thought he opened the door and got out, craning his neck up to see the massive male in front of him. The eagle had grown another half a foot on him, and his leather racing suit was straining with the thick slabs of muscle that pressed out the fabric. With an arm thicker than his neck he was grabbed by the jacket and led inside. The male's presence was so strong, so powerful... he couldn't help but be led by him.

Zenny had wondered what they used the rest of the factory for, seeing a number of cordoned off rooms. As he was dragged into one he saw that the only thing it held was a large, yet very comfortable looking bed. He didn't have too long to see it though as he was pushed face forward into it, the eagle's body pressed against his back. "Wouldn't want to get those new duds I bought you ruined, would we?" He heard whispered in his ear with only a barest thread of restraint as he felt those huge hands run under his jacket before it was ripped off his body.

"Now you're gonna earn them bitch." Sykes growled as he felt his pants come off as well, slightly surprised as he found his legs aiding him in their extraction. "Ohhh... I see someone took my advice, looks very good against your scaly butt."

Zenny could feel his body shudder as he felt a finger run under the thin strap of the leather thong he had worn, then flipped him over to see his cock pushing out the front pouch so much that it was starting to ride up inside him. The eagle's lustful grin widened as he saw the obvious enjoyment, then stroked his own cock a few times before he nudged the tip against his muzzle. It was mammoth, the size causing him to gulp involuntarily, but despite the daunting prospect he found himself eagerly opening his mouth and letting the thick cock push inside. He found his gag reflex thankfully suppressed as he felt the tip slide past his tongue without mercy.

"Get it lubed up, you're gonna need it." He growled, his huge pecs flexing as he watched his cock disappear into the dragon's mouth. His claws, longer than he was used to, dug into the mattress as he felt the head bump into the back of his throat. Before he could lean back he felt two hands grab onto his horns and pushed him even further forward. Zenny's scaly throat bulged as it was used as the other racer used it like a cock sleeve. Before he had a chance to really get used to it though, it was roughly taken away and he was flipped onto his stomach once more.

When he felt the underwear get removed it was actually a relief, his draconic member bobbing freely for a second before it was sandwiched between his scaly abs and the soft mattress. It caused him to murr loudly as he could feel Sykes' body rub against his back, not even the slightest bit concerned that he was naked with another male whose cock was pressed against his thigh. All he could think about was the strong eagle on top of him, licking his lips as he felt the tip brush up to his tailhole. He found himself wanting it, trying to wiggle his hips in order to feel that tip press against his tight opening.

The intrusion was quick and powerful, reminding him slightly of his experience with Ember as he felt the hot piece of flesh spread him. As he turned his head to gasp he noticed a mirror that looked like it had been set up for the purpose of watching, he saw an extremely muscular eagle fucking a well-muscled dragon. The sight was so... erotic, it was like watching two others in the act as he watched the nearly foot long cock push in between his scaly blue cheeks. It was second only to the feeling, his tight tailhole gripping onto his cock as he pushed it in a few inches deeper each time. All he could do was moan, gripping the bed sheets as he let the dominant male use him. It should have worried him that he was having sex with someone he hardly knew, but all he could think of was the extreme lust that seemed to roll of their bodies.

"Like to watch do ya?" Sykes goaded as he shifted his body to lie down behind him, keeping his cock as deep inside of him as he could as they faced the mirror. The tight muscles of his arms pressed against his scaly leg as he lifted it up, allowing better access to his tailhole as he continued his thrusts. Seeing that thick piece of flesh push into him, while his own erection bobbed freely into the air next to it, made him so horny he couldn't stand it. The feeling of ecstasy was only matched by the frantic thrusts of the eagle behind him, and as it rubbed against his g-spot his toes and fingers curled outward as he let out a series of tiny gasps as the pleasure overloaded his entire body.

It wasn't long before he felt the massive male to unload inside of him, feeling the hot seed fill his guts as his body was gripped tightly. They stayed locked that way for a few minutes; both of them panting hard as he felt the eagle come off his orgasm. He felt Sykes hot breath against his neck as the big male started to untangle himself from him. As the huge tool left his body he almost could feel the emptiness it left behind as it slid against his soft walls for the last time.

"Glad to race you anytime." The eagle said with a laugh as he got up from the bed, letting Zenny rest for a minute as pulled a beer from an unseen fridge. "You want to snuggle for a bit... or perhaps I can leash you for a while and we can go to the party?"

At first it sounded like a good idea, letting the winner of their race parade his prize around on a leash until he remembered what Ember had asked him. "Rain check?" He said with a small smile as he shakily got up from the bed, whining a bit at his sore backside.

"Hmmm, I'm throwing a party on Thursday before the racing weekend." Sykes churred. "I would be more than happy to have you cater to my whims and wear my collar for the night. This isn't racers only either, so feel free to bring Ember along with you. Now go, I'm sure he's waiting for you."

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Zenny saw Ember as soon as he pulled into the garage, sitting on the table eating a bowl of instant ramen as he watched the car come in. He got out and sat on the table next to him, once more a twinge of pain shooting through his insides as he sat on the stainless steel. "Ember, I'm sorry." The dragon apologized. "I should have hit the turbo earlier; your water-logged turn was absolutely perfect and would have given me the edge I needed. I blew it..."

"Zenny..." Ember replied simply, handing him a second bowl of noodles. "I'm assuming from the way you're sitting that you just had some pretty intense sex with what can only be described as an eagle monster, and the first thing you gripe about when you come back is how pissed you are you missed the turn?"

"Oh." It took him a second to realize what the husky was saying, but as soon as he pointed it out it seemed so obvious. "Oh! Wait... you're right. How did that happen that he got so big, or was it my imagination? Plus he just... fucked me, and I completely let him, and then I was about five seconds away from being led around on a leash through that factory!"

To the dragon's surprise Ember just laughed. "Sorry, it's just that's how the way of the beast is. This is why I wanted for you to do a couple of Dawn Derbies first, so you could get used to the urges that you feel first... with me. I'm actually kind of relieved that you didn't win, the power and domination you would have felt would have completely overwhelmed you."

Zenny looked at the bowl of noodles in front of him, thinking about what Ember said and the last few hours of his night. He had remembered what he felt, how he wanted to service the eagle in any way possible just because he won. As he tried to figure things out, however, he was quickly interrupted by a pair of hands on his pants that quickly undid his leather pants. "Ember!" The dragon shouted as he saw a grinning husky looking up at him from his crotch.

"I'm also guessing that he didn't give you any release." Ember replied as he pulled the pants down, his tail wagging as he saw the leather underwear on underneath. "Ooooh, nice undies. Anyway, Sykes is a nice guy but can be inconsiderate when it comes to his conquests. Luckily you have me..."

Zenny began to protest once more, but they were quickly drowned out by a loud moan as his draconic length was instantly stiffened by Ember's slick tongue. The husky didn't spare an inch of his sensitive flesh as his paws massaged the dragon's scaly thighs. He wished he could have pulled him off, told him it was unnecessary, but it just... felt so good. All the leftover aggression and tension he had been feeling just melted away, and soon he found him running his hands through the other male's headfur as his cock pulsed in time with his thrusts.

Under Ember's skillful tongue and hot maw it didn't take long before his bobbing head was filled with dragon spunk, eagerly gulping down the liquid as he felt Zenny spasm in pleasure. "See, you look much better." He said after he had carefully and seductively lifted his lips from the softening member, looking up at him with a small grin. "What you got is a taste of what happens when you go higher up in the food chain, the Dawn Derbies and lower tier races just prod the beast, the higher up you go the more riled up it'll get."

"What about the one on ones?" Zenny asked.

"The ultimate show of dominance." Ember replied as he grabbed his bowl once more and began to eat from it. "In those someone is going to be sexing someone else no matter what, and that feeling of subservience or dominance over the other lasts long after the race is concluded. At least you got off easy since you came back here. Could you imagine if you had stayed in that state with him what you would have had to endure?"

"Uh yeah..." Zenny said sheepishly, which caused the ears on the husky's head to flatten. "About that..."