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As promised, here's Dragon Tribe 4, only a few days after Dragon Tribe 3. As with the previous chapters, this one picks up exactly where the last one left off.

I must say, this Chapter features what seemed to be the most extensive, intense sexual scenes I've yet written for this site, and certainly in this series. Plus, there's a gryphon joining in on the young dragons' fun this time, and they all get to play together...

If you're not caught up on the story, I'd suggest reading Chapters 1-3, first. I only posted DT3 on Thursday so I know some of my long time watchers and fans of this series might not have a chance to read it. Suffice to say you should read that first if that's the case.

For newbies, the story itself begins with Dragon Tribe 1: Fun In The Forest, which is easily found in the folder to the left. Very Pleasant Morning is a single dragon male/solo story, the others are M/M. Of course if you really don't care about knowing the characters or what's already happened and just wanna skip straight to the dragon/gryphon/dragon action...if that's the case, well be my guest!

Here's Dragon Tribe Chapter 4: The New Alpha

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The gryphon rose to his feet, flashing his crimson under-feathers with a playful flourish. As Kra'thiss turned around he smacked his tufted tail against Kaythos' pale blue muzzle. Then the gryphon stood tall, and proud. He arched his back a little bit, and spread apart his hind legs to give the dragon access to the organs he wished to grasp, and then stood still so that the two dragons could truly examine him for the first time.

Kaythos reached out to gently palm the gryphon's testicles. The young blue dragon cradled the furred jewels a moment. Then another idea came to him. Why go straight to what the gryphon seemed to want most? Kaythos was the new alpha, right? That meant he could make this gryphon wait as long as he wanted. Besides, Kaythos was curious about this creature, and not just about his testicles, either. A sidelong glance at Garnoth told Kaythos that his black-scaled best friend was just as curious.

Kaythos released the gryphon's balls, and gave the creature's rump a hard swat. The gryphon yelped and jumped, and Kaythos snarled at him. "Hold still," he growled, doing all he could to embrace the role of the alpha. "We want to examine you, and you better not move or I'll get you in the balls."

Kra'thiss merely smirked back at the dragon, swaying his haunches, his balls bobbling. "Yes, Alpha," he purred. "Wouldn't want that."

"Sure you wouldn't," Kaythos muttered, starting to think this gryphon was even more into pain then Garnoth seemed to be.

As the gryphon stood displaying himself, the two young dragons began to prowl around him like cats toying with a mouse. They each circled him a few times, letting their eyes roam every inch of the mysterious creature's body. They had to admit, he was an impressive beast. If all gryphons were as powerful as this one, it was little wonder they'd often done so well against the dragon tribe in the wars of the past.

Kra'thiss in particular was a little larger then Kaythos, though not quite as large as Garnoth. Nevertheless the tightly packed muscles that rolled smoothly beneath his fur ensured the gryphon was every bit as strong as the black dragon, perhaps even stronger. For the most part the gryphon's body was covered by thick, soft fur, and where he had no fur he had feathers. In some areas the dragons could scarcely tell where feathers ended and fur began. For example, his birdlike head looked to be covered in fine golden brown fur, but on closer inspection it was actually coated in tiny pinfeathers. It was just as a hawk's head; at a distance it might appear to be coated in fur rather then fine dark hued down.

The gryphon's coloration varied more greatly then it had initially appeared while chasing him and fighting with him as well. Though Garnoth had first assumed that he was mostly golden-brown, on closer inspection that was simply the creature's primary base color with many other hues woven into his pelt and plumage. Down the gryphon's throat and splashed across his chest was a soft, almost eggshell white. Further down his chest and along his underbelly the bird was a creamy beige color. The same beige coloration extended across the silken fur of his sheath and testicles and was splashed across his inner thighs, as well. Here and there his body was also marked by a few speckles and splotches of dark gray and black.

"Look at his front legs," Garnoth said, murmuring to himself. "I thought they were gonna look like a bird's legs."

"Shows how much you know, Black Balls," Kra'thiss said with a chuckle, though he lifted up one of his front legs for the dragon to examine more closely.

Garnoth now felt rather embarrassed to have always imagined the front legs of gryphons might look a little scaly like those of a great predatory bird. Instead, the gryphon's front legs more closely resembled of an immense feline and were completely covered in soft fur. His front paws resembled Garnoth's own, though they too were furred rather then scaled. From the look of them the gryphon's fingers had even more dexterity then the dragon's did. His front legs were a similar golden brown to his body though they hued a bit closer to the golden end of the spectrum, while his hind legs hued a little closer to the brown end. All four legs had their own darker speckles as well.

As for the creature's feathers, both dragons found them fascinating, so unlike anything they themselves possessed. The most obvious feathers were of course those of his wings. Kra'thiss spread them out for the dragons to examine, though it was far more likely a gesture of smug pride then one of thoughtfulness. The gryphon simply liked his wings better then the membranous, leathery wings of a dragon, and enjoyed showing them off. He had quite the wing span as well, his feathered wings close to the same size as Garnoth's despite being a slightly smaller creature. Large wings as well as a multitude of mobile feathers gave the gryphon great maneuverability in the air. Many of the gryphon's wing feathers were a darker brown then the rest of him, not unlike many of the hawks and eagles that often soared in the skies above the forests and mountains of the area. Patterns of dark gray and black also marked the leading edges of his wings and appeared again in splotches across them. Towards the back edge of the gryphon's wings, several rows of long, bright red under-feathers lay, giving the gryphon's wings a very distinct, striking appearance.

The gryphon also had several rows of longer feathers along the back of his head and down his neck that he referred to his as crown feathers. Much like the dragon's spiky crests, the gryphon could raise and lower those crown feathers to assist in displays of emotion. Their dark red hue matched the crimson feathers along the back edges of his wings. When he flared them up it gave the impression that his golden brown head was ringed with angry fire.

Feathers ran all the down the length of his back, some longer near his spine, others shorter as they moved away from it. In many places it was very hard to tell where the smallest, finest pinfeathers ended and the creature's fur began. Where the feathers did finally melt into fur, the fur had the same soft, silken quality as the down coating him elsewhere. The only thing marring the quality of the gryphon's hide were the small bits of dirt, moss, dead leaves and other debris still stuck to him here and there from where he'd been rolling across the ground, fighting the dragons.

Kra'thiss certainly had a bit of a vain quality about him; even as the dragons were examining his body the gryphon continued to preen himself now and then. When he spotted a bit of debris he could reach with his beak he quickly plucked it free and spat it out. When he could not reach it, he recruited Garnoth to remove it for him.

"Black Balls," Kra'thiss said, lifting one wing high up over his body to expose the area beneath it. "Do you see that bit of dried something or other under my wing? Pull it free for me."

Garnoth grumbled but did as the gryphon asked. As he flicked it to the earth, he casually remarked, "Think it was dried deer shit."

"Ah, so perhaps a piece of your brain then."

"Hey!" Garnoth growled at the gryphon, who only laughed. Even Kaythos found himself laughing at that, leaving Garnoth to mutter a half-hearted, "You can both go to hell."

Several times after that Garnoth found himself pulling a bit of dirt or a broken stick from the gryphon's feathers. Kra'thiss only tasked Garnoth with helping him preen, however. As far as Kra'thiss was concerned, Kaythos was doing a better job standing up for himself. As long as the black dragon was not so willing to deny his requests, then Garnoth may as well continue to do his grooming for him. Garnoth quickly gave up complaining about it as it only seemed to leave him open to further insult.

Kaythos for his part found it amusing that Kra'thiss kept telling Garnoth what to do. Kaythos wasn't entirely sure why Kra'thiss seemed to have switched from picking on him to picking on Garnoth. Though, he did have an inkling, and half wondered if Garnoth would ever simply say no. While Garnoth was roaming around the gryphon's body, pulling debris from his feathers, Kaythos walked back around behind the creature and found himself staring at the gryphon's rump and testicles. He had to admit, the bird had an impressive set.

In the warm, late summer afternoon air, and the sweltering humidity inside the thick forest, the gryphon's testicles dangled like low hanging, overripe fruit. Kaythos gently nudged them with a paw and they shifted, swaying slightly before the beige furred sack tightened a little. The gryphon gave a murmuring noise, glancing back at Kaythos. Kaythos slipped his paw beneath the gryphon's testes, hefting the furred jewels. They had a good weight to them; they were perhaps as large as Garnoth's eggs were. It gave Kaythos a rather wicked thrill to heft a gryphon's balls in his paw, let alone the testicles of an adult gryphon.

Kaythos licked his muzzle, feeling that same sort of wonderful, wicked empowerment he'd felt before when he suddenly grabbed Garnoth's left orb and squeezed it. Though he'd given the gryphon's balls a good squeezing earlier, he'd still been filled with fear and adrenaline, that hadn't be fun. That had simply been necessarily. This though, was going to be fun.

Kaythos waited until Kra'thiss told Garnoth to pluck another leaf from the back of his wing. Then Kaythos gave the gryphon's testicles a sudden, sharp yank. Kra'thiss squawked in pain, his front legs buckling a little, and Kaythos snarled at him. "Stop ordering my friend around!"

Kra'thiss groaned a little, and then flashed the blue dragon a very dangerous, yet very excited grin. "It's about time you damn dragons decide to play."

Kaythos growled, and tugged the gryphon's balls back a little further. "Your balls are my prisoners now!"

Kra'thiss groaned, the noise sounding suspiciously like a twisted mixture of pleasure and pain. "Yes, they are! What do you think of them dragon, do they differ from your own?"

Kaythos cocked his head. Another lesson, even now? He supposed it didn't hurt to be versed in the anatomy of another creature. He rolled the twin captives around in their furry sack, they certainly felt a little different then his own balls, or Garnoth's. If anything they were even warmer then a dragon's testicles, and rather then smooth, soft skin, they were covered in silken fur. But the glands themselves felt just a little different, as well. As Kra'thiss squirmed a little, shifting his weight from paw to paw, Kaythos isolated a single gland. Kaythos pinched the helpless jewel out against the gryphon's scrotum, and lowered his head to stare at it. The gryphon's ball looked quite fat when pressed against his sac that way, and Kaythos noted that it was just a little more rounded then a dragon's testicle. Not a lot, but still noticeably a bit more spherical and a little less ovoid.

"They're round," Kaythos murmured. "Or at least more round then mine are." Kaythos pulled the other orb out against the sac as well to compare the two fleshy spheroids. "But you still have one a little larger then the other."

"That's right," Kra'thiss said, chuckling. "Gryphon balls are a little different then dragon balls."

"You played with dragons before, huh?" Garnoth said, coming around behind the gryphon to examine his orbs as well.

"Perhaps." Kra'thiss said, then smirked at the two dragons behind him, flicking his tail against Kaythos' face. "Or maybe I just got a good grip on one for a while."

"Speaking of good grips," Kaythos said, a growling purr creeping into his voice. 'I'm getting awful tired of your smugness."

"By the gods, Dragon. I've been waiting ages for one of you to actually catch on and do something about it."

"In that case, this is for Garnoth's balls!" Kaythos said with a snarl that was half anger, half lust. Then he twisted his grip around, twisting the gryphon's sac a little so that both the creature's balls were bulging out. Then the dragon began to squeeze them, harder and harder, squeezing the gryphon's balls even harder then he'd squeezed Garnoth's earlier.

Kra'thiss gasped in alarm at first, his body tensing. As the pressure increased and the pain blossomed in the gryphon's testicles, his golden eyes bugged out, the green flecks shining with pain. His beak went wide as he gave a shrieking gryphon keen of sudden male agony. "KKRRRRRHHHAAAAAAHHHH!!"

"That what you were waiting for, Gryphon?" Kaythos laughed, and squeezed even harder.

Kra'thiss screeched in pain, flaring his wings. His red under feathers stood out as he beat his wings against the air, pounded a fist against the ground. A moment later and his front legs buckled, sending his freshly groomed chest right back down to the earth. Next his hind legs began to tremble, and they too soon gave out sending the gryphon crashing to the ground. He curled up, yowling as the dragon's squeezing continued.

Kra'thiss' front paws were soon pressing against Kaytho's paw in a futile attempt to ease the pressure as the gryphon lay curled on his side. "AAAAAAAGH! AAAAAAAAAHHH! MY BAAAAALLS!" Tears were soon forming in the gryphon's eyes, and as his face scrunched up into a twisted, agonized grimace, he writhed back and forth a little. "NNRRRRRRHHHHH!"

Kaythos relished the feeling of power over the gryphon. The feeling of dominating him, of owning another male's most private parts even if only for a little while. He knew in that moment not even the mighty gryphon could do much to fight back. He could feel the very intimate, private shapes of the gryphon's gently rounded testicles trapped within his grasp. They were firm, almost rubbery, and as he squeezed them harder, they contorted ever so slightly.

Garnoth laughed as the gryphon thrashed in the dirt, dirtying his recently groomed wings as he beat them against the forest floor in pain. "Gods and Spirits, Kaythos, you're really giving it to him. Look at him wriggle! Silly bird, that oughta teach him." Garnoth slapped a paw against the earth, sending a little more dirt to shower the writhing beast. "That's what he gets for being so vain and smug, grooming himself while acting like he's better then us."

Something clicked in Kaythos mind. He looked over at Garnoth, his blue, spiny frills all flared up in excitement, and though it rather embarrassed him, arousal. "He was doing that on purpose! Getting himself all clean in front of us, just so we could laugh at him again when he ended up squirming in the dirt."

"But he didn't know you were gonna squeeze him like that..."

"You sure about that? I think that was part of his plan all along. I'm starting to think there's not much this gryphon hasn't already planned out, or doesn't plan on...well, teaching us like some kind of twisted lesson."

Garnoth growled a little bit. He didn't like being manipulated, especially by some smart-beaked gryphon. Still, if Bird-Balls really was trying to teach them some sort of wicked warrior's lesson, he had to admit, he wanted to learn. The fight with the gryphon had already shown Garnoth he wasn't near ready to take on the role of one of the warriors protecting the tribe. This gryphon though, he seemed to have not only taken on that role, but to completely enveloped himself in it. The gryphon had some kind of a twisted, wild edge that he was perfectly comfortable with. Kra'thiss seemed as quick to kick a dragon's ass as he did to talk that dragon into...how had he put it? Enjoying the Spoils? If all the gryphons acted like him, acted even more wild then the dragons, Garnoth was a little worried that might put the dragons at a disadvantage if competition ever turned into war again.

Kaythos finally released the gryphon's aching balls to give him a chance to catch his breath. As Kra'thiss curled up with a soft, whining groan, Kaythos purred to himself. "He's got pretty big balls, Garnoth. They're all soft and furry, too."

Garnoth pulled himself from his rare analytical moment and turned his attention back to his best friend, and their new...well, he wasn't sure what he'd call the gryphon. He wasn't exactly a friend, yet he wasn't really an enemy either. He was more like some kind of perverse pack alpha, doling out lessons to his beta creatures even as he gave and received pleasure and pain from them in equal measure. At least that seemed to be his plan.

"I oughta call him, Alpha Bird-Balls." Garnoth grinned, thumping his thick black tail against the forest floor.

That made Kaythos laugh, and so did the way Alpha Bird-Balls rocked back and forth against the forest floor, eyes squeezed shut. He held his fiercely aching stones in both paws now, hind legs clamped together and rubbing against each other. He coughed a little, rolling to his belly. For a few moments, he propped his hind end up in the air, both front paws clutching his furred jewels. Bits of shredded moss and dried leaves fluttered back to the ground as he shook his open wings.

"Alpha," the gryphon said, his voice hoarse with pain. He coughed a little. "Is a fitting...title. There is...a lot...you can learn. Not just you, but...your people." He groaned again, sniffled, and rubbed his balls before flopping back over onto his side. He took a deep breath, and gave a pained laugh. "However...proper grip seems...to be a skill...you're already quite good at."

Both dragons laughed at that, and Kaythos grinned at his black scaled friend. "Garnoth's still better at it then I am, but I'm starting to have a little fun practicing."

"Judging by your arousal, you are starting to have more then a little fun." Laying on his side, holding his balls, Kra'thiss peered over his own crumpled form at the dragon's genitals.

Kaythos's maleness had begun to show itself, the pointed red spear already sticking several inches from his sheath. The young blue dragon glanced down at it, and gave a nervous gulp. "Yeah...uh...not real sure why it's doing that."

"Speak not lies, Miss," the gryphon hissed, returning to the insulting name he'd started using for Kaythos. "You were doing so well, too. You know, there was a time, back when our two peoples warred far more openly, that you dragons were as open with your desires and joys as we gryphons often are. At some point, when we stopped drawing each others blood over the borders of territory and herds of prey, your kind began to grow soft."

"I'll show you soft," Garnoth said, clenching one of his paws into a fist. "Lemme have a turn squeezing those nuts, and we'll see how soft you think I am after that."

"There is more to embracing your wild nature and living as a warrior then simply squeezing testicles, Whelp. Not letting your own desires embarrass you, for a start. Living them openly rather then hiding from them out of fear of what others might think."

Garnoth set his paw back down with a grumble, and Kra'thiss rolled over onto his back, chittering to himself in amusement. "You were right, though. I groomed myself both because I am a bit vain, and because I knew sooner or later you would enjoy seeing me dirty myself again." The gryphon finally pulled his paws away from his balls, sprawling out on his back. His red edged wings were spread out to his sides, and soon he let his hind legs splay open as well. The gryphon's heavy balls were now quite sore, and hung loosely towards the base of his tufted tail. Above them his beige sheath was already retracting as more then a few inches of red gryphon meat spilled forth. "Did you not enjoy putting me in my place, for at least a few moments?"

Kaythos opened his mouth to reply, only to let out a soft groan when Kra'thiss suddenly pressed his hind paw against the young dragon's own unsheathing cock. The gryphon's pads were soft and warm, his toes splayed out around the dragon's sheath. The fur of the gryphon's hind foot was a slightly lighter color then the rest of his leg, and here and there it tickled the dragon's unscaled flesh. The gryphon began to stroke the dragon with his foot, giving a throaty purr as he felt the dragon firm up beneath his hind paw. Kaythos soon put a hand upon that hind paw and began to caress and playfully ruffle the silken fur.

"Well?" Kra'thiss asked expectantly. He ceased his stroking and simply pressed his foot against the dragon's hardness. "You grow quite hard quite swiftly, youngling, which excites you more? The touch of my hind paw, or hearing me admit you put me in my place when you squeezed my balls?"

Kaythos shuddered in excitement and pleasure, his mouth dry. How did this gryphon know just what to do to turn him so intensely? Had he really learned that much about the young dragon just from watching a single encounter? Kaythos was only just figuring these things out himself, and yet the gryphon seemed to have a handle on just what wicked things truly excited the young dragon. Perhaps more embarrassingly Kra'thiss seemed to know how to get Kaythos to admit it, as well.

"Both," Kaythos finally murmured. He ran his pale blue forepaw up the gryphon's hind leg, ruffling up the darker fur there, then back down over Kra'thiss foot again. Kra'thiss murmured happily, and returned to stroking the dragon slowly with his hind paw.

"Your friend wants to be touched, Kaythos." Kra'thiss gestured towards Garnoth.

The black dragon was still seated on his haunches near his blue friend, his tail curled around his paws. Though he'd remained silent, the young black dragon's dark red cock was swiftly sliding from his sheath now as well. Even though it hadn't been all that long since he'd creamed Kaythos snout, such an open display of sexuality from the gryphon was simply too overwhelming for the young dragons to handle without significant excitement.

"What do you want me to do, Garnoth?" Kaythos stretched his neck out and gently licked his friend's throat.

"Do not ask," the gryphon chided him. "Simply touch. You are in charge, and that is the way he wants it right now."

Kaythos watched Garnoth a moment, peering up at the black dragon's face over his own pebbly, blue scaled snout. He slowly dragged his tongue up Garnoth's throat, and the black dragon shivered, and whined. Garnoth did not answer his friend, and Kaythos realized the gryphon was right. Garnoth was simply too embarrassed to admit that he actually wanted Kaythos to take control of him. A smile slowly spread over Kaythos' muzzle. Perhaps this gryphon was onto something, after all.

Kaythos stretched his neck a little further to purr roughly into Garnoth's ear. "I know what you want," he said, a growl seeping into his purr as the gryphon pressed his hind paw harder against Kaythos' shaft to encourage the young blue dragon's growing dominance. "You want me to grab those nice, sore balls, don't you. Say it!"

"I want you to grab my balls," Garnoth said softly, the big black dragon looking nervously from his increasingly dominant best friend to the gryphon with the delightfully twisted way of teaching them about themselves.

"Beg me for it," Kaythos snarled, snapping his jaws right next to his friend's frilled ear. Sharp teeth gnashing inches from sensitive ear flesh. "Beg me to grab you where it hurts!"

Garnoth's pale blue eyes widened, and he sucked in a breath the other two could clearly here. The gryphon smiled, glad he didn't have to instruct Kaythos to make his friend beg for it. He was even more glad he didn't have to instruct Garnoth to do as his friend told him. It was very clear both dragons wanted this, both dragons enjoyed this. The only hard part was getting them to admit it to themselves. Once they did that, Kra'thiss imagined it might not be long before they were admitting it to their other friends too. That was good. Embracing their wilder, more bestial sides would do the dragons a great benefit in the long run.

"Please, Kaythos," Garnoth begged. He'd never actually begged for anything before, and he wasn't really sure how to do it. Yet, as much as he hated to admit it, this gryphon seemed to speak the truth every time he opened his beak. Embarrassing as it was, Garnoth did want this. As much as he'd enjoyed dominating his friend earlier, as excited as that got him, playing the opposite role was just as thrilling. His dark red mating tool was already unsheathed, firming swiftly as he tried to put as much whimpering plea into his voice as he could. "Please, Kaythos. Grab me by my balls. Grab me where it really counts, grab me hard!"

Kaythos did not hesitate. While still caressing Kra'thiss foot with one paw, the blue dragon swiftly snatched up Garnoth's balls with the other. Blue digits tightened around fat black eggs, and Garnoth gave a deep groan, hunching over. His tail curled in pain, and his eyes went a little cross, his nose scrunched up. The expression made the gryphon laugh, and Kaythos purred a little bit, roughly rolling those tender jewels around the confines of their black sac. Each plump egg took a turn bulging out against the ebony skin as if eager to show themselves off to their newest playmate.

The gryphon noticed their show. "Eager to be seen, aren't they. He's quite a big pair of balls, for a young dragon."

Kaythos grinned, pressing a single orb out against the dragon's scrotum. "Yes, he does. He's got bigger balls then any other dragon my age."

"Have you peeked under all their tails?"

"Just about," Kaythos admitted, sheepishly. "Sometimes it's hard not to notice when they pin me down to rough me up."

"Oh? They bully you?"

"Sometimes," Kaythos said, a little quieter. He shifted his grip to let Garnoth's balls lay against his paw, bouncing them a little in a way that made the dragon's erection bobble above them. Garnoth shuddered, and Kaythos licked his neck again. "At least, they used too. Till Garnoth started protecting me."

"At least you enjoy it when he's the one grabbing you by the balls."

"I'm starting too, yeah."

"The next time they come to bully you, it shall be different." The gryphon lifted his head a little bit to watch Kaythos toy with Garnoth's balls. For now, the gryphon kept his own front paws cupped against his chest. Now and then, he let one slip down towards his crotch, teased his own erection with the pads of a few digits, and then curled his front paws against his chest again. "The next time they come to bully you, you shall fight them, and you shall win. You have far more fire in your heart then they do, and it is time you prove that to them. I doubt anyone weak enough to find bullying their smaller tribe mates imminently enjoyable would have had the courage to tackle a full grown gryphon as you did. Next time, strike them first. Strike them hard and often. Grab their balls and show them how it feels to be bullied in such a manner. If you become aroused, it is merely further proof that your own dominant instincts are greater then theirs. You need not be large to be an alpha, you know."

For once, the gryphons words were not at all confusing to either dragon. Rather, this time they made perfect sense. Alpha was not a word Kaythos heard often around his clan, though it was not completely foreign to him. He knew well what it meant. Alpha of course referred to the leader or strongest member of a group. His tribe's leaders were often referred to simply as their elders, though he knew enough from what few history lessons he'd actually attended that there was a time when they called their warrior-leaders their alphas. It seemed an archaic term now, but Kaythos quite liked the sound of it, especially when the gryphon referred to him that way.

Kaythos smiled to himself, and then turned to grin even wider at his friend. "Suck me, Garnoth," he ordered, feeling very much the little alpha in his own right at the moment. He'd "conquered" a gryphon, and now he was holding his friend by the balls and ordering him around. If only they'd realized how kinky the other might be, if only they'd gotten over their embarrassment about this earlier. Kaythos could only imagine much fun they could have already had. Where had this gryphon been all their lives? Kaythos tightened his grip again till Garnoth whined cutely. "Suck my cock!"

This time there was no hesitation at all from Garnoth. Garnoth turned to face his friend, and Kra'thiss pulled his hind paw away from Kaythos' genitals as the black dragon snaked his head down. Garnoth gave Kaythos' erection one slow, lubricating lick that had the young dragon shivering in delight. Then Garnoth parted his jaws, and eased his muzzle down around the smaller dragon's erection.

In one smooth, fluid motion the young blue dragon's cock vanished completely inside the black dragon's muzzle. Kaythos moaned deeply in delight as the other male took him inside his mouth, all the way to his balls. Kra'thiss gave a snarling purr as well, he had a perfect view of Garnoth's ebon scaled maw enveloping that red pillar of flesh, the small dragon's blue eggs dangling just beneath it.

"Ooooh, Gods, yesssss," Kaythos groaned, his eyes rolling back as Garnoth began to suck him, slowly bobbing his dark snout.

Kra'thiss gestured towards the dangling azure orbs. "Don't neglect his balls, Beta."

Just as the gryphon instructed, Garnoth reached out and gently took Kaythos' balls in his grasp. The young blue dragon's eggs didn't fill Garnoth's paw quite the same way Garnoth's own balls filled Kaythos' paw, but Garnoth still loved the way they felt. Warm, soft, the precious jewels within slightly firm and intimate. Garnoth caressed those sensitive fleshy stones, massaging them like twin lovers. He rolled the other dragon's balls ever so gently between his palm, and his fingers, teasing the sac that contained them a little as well.

Garnoth began to work his snout a little more earnestly. He pulled his muzzle away from the blue dragon's balls only to slide it all the way back down again, bumping the young blue dragon's cock against the ridges along the roof of his mouth. Garnoth curled his tongue a little, lapping at the recently developed blue jewels hanging loosely beneath the ridges at the base of Kaythos' cock. Then he pulled almost all the way back, suckling just at the very tip of Kaythos' member. With his tongue, Garnoth trapped the spear-like flare that tipped the dragon's penis in his muzzle. For a few moments he did not push down, just suckled that sensitive flare, now and then swirling his tongue around it.

Kaythos was nearly in a world unto himself, riding on waves of endless pleasure. While Garnoth sucked his minor flare and kneaded his balls, Kaythos took slow, deep breaths. He didn't want to simply shoot his load right away, though the urge was certainly there. Even though he'd already cum in Garnoth's snout once today, Kaythos felt he could do so again quite swiftly. Not surprising considering that between Garnoth and the gryphon, Kaythos had not only discovered quite a few little hidden kinks about himself but was having most of them teased at the moment.

Kaythos shifted a little bit, wanting to try something. He leaned back onto his tail a little as he sat on his haunches, while Garnoth returned to bobbing his snout along the young dragon's iron hard erection. Thanks to the length of Garnoth's neck, he'd been able to start sucking Kaythos without having to lay down in front of him, and Kaythos hadn't had to release Garnoth's balls. Now, Kaythos shifted his paw away from the oversized black eggs, and instead encircled his fingers around the ridges that textured the bottom of Garnoth's shaft. Garnoth whimpered in reaction to the sudden influx of pleasure, and the whine caused the black dragon's snout to vibrate all around Kaythos' rigid tool, new waves of bliss washing over the young dragon.

Another moan of delight escaped Kaythos' throat, his wings shaking in bliss. "I'm gonna cum," he murmured. "Slower, slower!"

Garnoth slowed the movements of his muzzle to a crawl. Now instead of actively bobbling his head along the blue dragon's tapered rigidity, he slowly dragged it up, and inched it back down. Each time he pulled back, he sucked forcefully, and now and then Kaythos could hear the slurping sounds caused by one dragon's muzzle so eagerly sucking at another dragon's most sensitive flesh. Kaythos took a few deep breaths, timing his breathing with the slow movement of Garnoth's neck.

Kaythos began to stroke Garnoth's shaft in time with the movements of the black dragon's muzzle. When Garnoth pushed his snout down towards Kaythos' sky blue balls, Kaythos ran his paw down to Garnoth's own ebony nuts, squeezing his ridges along the way. Then as he rubbed Garnoth's cock back towards his tapered tip, Garnoth gradually eased his mouth back, sucking firmly as he withdrew. For several long moments, the two young dragons continued to share a slow rhythm and the pleasures that it gifted them with.

Kra'thiss watched them the entire time. The gryphon squirmed a little and Kaythos fixed his eyes upon the gryphon's own arousal. The gryphon's penis was larger then Kaythos' own, though not quite as dark red. Much like a dragon's penis, the mating organ of a gryphon tapered to a sharp point. Unlike the dragons, it had no minor spear-like flare at it's tip, nor did it have any ridges around it's base. It did thicken up somewhat as it reached the gryphon's body, and the whole organ held a faint arch. A network of tiny veins spanned it's surface like crimson cobwebs.

The gryphon's erection gently pulsed with the beat of the creature's heart. Kaythos had to admit, it was an impressive looking tool. The red hue stood out even more sharply against the beige fur of the gryphon's belly, and the strength of the creature's arousal kept it arched at an angle above his stomach. Kaythos also had to admit he was impressed with Kra'thiss' patience. If Kaythos had been left to wait for pleasure this long he'd have stroked himself to ecstasy ages ago.

"You're a patient bird," Kaythos murmured, then groaned happily as Garnoth dragged his tongue around the tip of the young dragon's engorged member. In reply, Kaythos began to stroke Garnoth's own maleness a little faster, a little harder, making the other dragon's black balls sway to and fro. Though as that action encouraged Garnoth to speed up the movements of his muzzle, Kaythos soon let his stroking slow once more. "Gods, I'm close! Garnoth, hold off a little!"

"You're more of a natural alpha then you realize," the gryphon said with a little chuckle. "At least when it comes to the pleasures of mating. Though, if you are that near release, you should allow him to finish you. What are you waiting for? You can always have another orgasm, can you not? As for my own pleasure, I put you in charge of this game, it is not my place to pleasure myself. Though I fear, when someone does deign to gift me with bliss, it shall likely not take much effort. Do not forget, I spent much of the day stroking myself as I watched you two indulge."

Kaythos laughed between groans. "Then I might as well just get you off fast!"

The gryphon clicked his beak. "It is your choice to make, dragon."

"Actually," Kaythos said, considering it. "It might be more fun to make you cum with me." Kaythos leaned forward a little bit, releasing Garnoth's shaft. Garnoth gave a cute little whine of desire, and Kaythos licked the back of his neck a few times. "Don't worry, my friend, you'll get to cum too."

Garnoth murmured around the flesh in his muzzle. He didn't want to make his friend spill too early if Kaythos didn't want to cum just yet. So he slurped at Kaythos' cock one last time, slowly pulling his muzzle away. This time when he reached Kaythos' pointed tip he let the other dragon's member pop from his muzzle. The dragon's blood-toned weapon swayed and bobbled a little bit, glistening lightly with Garnoth's saliva. Garnoth nuzzled it, and slowly worked his snout down towards Kaythos' balls.

Without Kaythos touching him Garnoth didn't have to keep his own genitals in range, so he lay down onto his side. Garnoth's erection brushed his belly and his hefty balls rested against the black scales of his thigh. Once he sprawled out Garnoth pressed his snout right up against Kaythos' balls and flicked his ruby tongue against the sky blue jewels. Garnoth curled his tongue, lifting the other dragon's nuts before he let them drop away. Then he began to swirl his tongue, working it in hot, lazy circles over the other male dragon's most tender parts.

"I like your balls, Kaythos," he murmured as much to himself as to his friend.

Kaythos panted in pleasure, laughing. "Yeah, I know you do. I like yours, too. Keep me hard, but don't make me cum!"

Garnoth had already planned on doing just that. Much as Kaythos had done to tease him earlier, Garnoth began to tease his friend's balls now. Garnoth nuzzled the orbs, licking just one of them a few times, then the twin. After a few licks to each of them, Garnoth sucked one of the blue dragon testicles into his snout. He lashed at it with his tongue, rolling his tongue around it much to Kaythos' delight. Kaythos shivered in pleasure, his scales clicking and rustling against each other.

After a few long moments relishing the feeling of another dragon's tongue against his balls, Kaythos decided it was the gryphon's turn to feel that sort of pleasure. He leaned forward until his belly scales were brushing Garnoth's ridged horns. Kaythos arched his long neck a little and sunk his head down between the gryphon's splayed thighs. Kaythos stroked Garnoth's neck a few times as he leaned over it, and the black dragon's tongue continued to swirl round Kaythos' balls. Then Kaythos placed his front paws at the sides of the gryphon's tail base, near his dangling, beige furred stones. Bracing himself against his front feet, Kaythos let his muzzle drop even lower until he gently nuzzled the gryphon's sac.

Kaythos found the gryphon's scent somewhat concentrated there, deep and earthen like some hidden forest grove after a heavy rain. He lapped at the gryphon's balls a little, rolling his tongue across them in slow waves. Kra'thiss tensed up in pleasure, his head lolling back. He murmured something that sounded like "about damn time," and crooned softly. Kaythos smiled, and licked his balls a little faster. The dragon's tongue ruffled up the silken beige fur when he licked the gryphon's balls one way, then smoothed it back down against the creature's scrotum when he let his tongue run the opposite direction.

Now, the only one who wasn't getting his balls licked was Garnoth. The black dragon had taken to a pattern of swirling his ruby muscle around Kaythos' pale blue eggs over and over for a few breaths, then reversing direction. Kaythos' balls had tightened up a little, truly showing off the plump oval shapes of the young dragon's recently fattened testicles. Kra'thiss' balls reacted much the same way, tightening up a little bit, the beige fur sticking out across his sac until the dragon's tongue wet it and smoothed it down. Kra'thiss' balls were a bit larger then Kaythos' set, and a bit rounder as well. An adult gryphon's most precious jewels seemed an impressive thing.

"A shame no one's watching us now like you were earlier, Kra'thiss." Kaythos murmured against the gryphon's orbs, then let his tongue meander over the bottom of the gryphon's tool. It was smooth, slick and hot. "This would have made a pretty incredible scene if they were into that sorta thing."

The gryphon's only reply was a pleased groan. Though Kaythos was certainly right. It must have made an amazing sight. Two different dragon muzzles pressed firmly against two different sets of testicles, both draconic and gryphon. Two different erections bobbled back and forth from the motions of the thick, mobile dragon tongues. Two dragons constantly lapping at the sensitive orbs hanging beneath the creatures' erections like twin support structures to some twisted red tower. What a sight that would have been to see for some lucky interloper.

Kra'thiss squirmed upon his back a little bit, stretching out a hind leg. Though Kra'thiss was primarily letting Kaythos remain in charge of their game, Garnoth's genitals simply looked far too neglected for their own good. While the black dragon had not lost his own erection, it seemed to have just the faintest hint of a forlorn droop to it. Perhaps it was all in Kra'thiss' mind, or perhaps the gryphon simply watched to touch a dragon's erection again. Either way, the gryphon pressed his hind paw up against Garnoth's cock.

Garnoth groaned in pleasure as he felt his tool become trapped between hot and unexpectedly soft gryphon paw pads. Perhaps it was just a trait of their species' softer paws, but compared to the pads of the gryphon's feet Garnoth's own pads suddenly seemed rough and harsh by comparison. The black dragon's throaty groans got louder as the gryphon started to stroke him with that hind paw. The pressure and movement caused Garnoth's cock to shift back and forth even as it was stroked. As a result waves of dual pleasures washed across the dragon's hardness. On one side of the dragon's member there was the silken warmth of the gryphon's pads sliding up and down. Then on the other side there was the foreign stimulation of the dragon's belly scales rubbed back and forth against highly sensitive skin. Garnoth certainly held no special fetish for a creature's hind paws, let alone those of a gryphon, but if being stroked by one could feel that lovely he certainly saw the appeal.

Each time Garnoth moaned he sent delightful vibrations through his muzzle and along his tongue. The vibrations translated into a blissful rumble that ran through the blue dragon's testicles. Kaythos whimpered and shuddered each time. He quickly found that the more Garnoth teased and pleasured him the harder it was to concentrate on doing the same to the gryphon. Kaythos had fantasized a few times about being sexually involved with two others before. The real thing seemed a good bit more complicated then he'd imagined it to be. Though at the time of his fantasies he'd always imagined himself with two females, and usually imagined both of their tongues roaming his cock until he sprayed his seed across their snouts. It was usually at that point in the fantasy that Kaythos came into his own paw and hoped there was no one around to hear him embarrassingly groan his delight.

Hmm, perhaps that was an idea to try another time. Surely Kra'thiss would enjoy having both Garnoth and Kaythos' tongues roaming along his own shaft, would he not? But, did he actually want to touch tongues with Garnoth? Strangely, that seemed almost more intimate then licking the other dragon's mating organs. And what might a gryphon's tongue feel like? And was he seriously already imagining a second meeting with this gryphon? Kaythos wasn't sure what it was but there was something strangely captivating about the creature.

Kaythos forced himself to fight through the haze of pleasure seeping from Garnoth's tongue, bliss that grew with every movement the black dragon made. It was a good thing Garnoth had sucked him off earlier or he'd never have lasted this long even just having his balls licked. Come to think of it, it was a good thing Garnoth grew daring enough to suck him before or there would be so much about himself Kaythos still wouldn't have realized. It might take Kaythos a little while to come to terms with it all, but the encounter with this gryphon had certainly helped that a great deal.

Perhaps the gryphon deserved a reward.

Kaythos smirked to himself, and worked his free paw up beyond the gryphon's balls. He wrapped his fingers around the gryphon's shaft, marveling at just how hot and hard it felt. It also felt exceedingly smooth, perhaps even more so then the un-ridged sections of his and Garnoth's own draconic cocks. It pulsed faintly in his paw; Kaythos could feel the beat of the gryphon's heart echoing through his most private organ. No sooner had he grasped it then a few little dribbles of clear gryphon pre oozed from the small slit at it's tapered tip and trickled down the gryphon's shaft in slick streams. Kaythos worked his blue paw up to the gryphon's tip and back down, twisting it around a little to ensure that the natural lubrication was nicely worked into the skin.

Kra'thiss groaned deep and guttural. He arched his back and rolled his hips, thrusting himself into the dragon's paw. The gryphon's furry balls bobbled as Kaythos began to stroke him openly. Kaythos kept the movements slow and even at first, squeezing as he pumped his arm. He licked the furred orbs as he jerked the gryphon off, watching the beige stones bounce around in front of his snout. Now and then Kaythos twisted his paw a bit around the gryphon's cock to add to the stimulation. He had no extra ridges to work the way a dragon did so Kaythos simply pumped him, the dragon's strokes smooth and increasingly swift.

It was not long before Kra'thiss had balled up one of his forepaws into a fist at his side, and grasped at the feathers of one of his wings with the other. His groans grew louder, and deeper as the gryphon's pleasure soared. As he had admitted, Kra'thiss had been playing with himself much of the day without ever achieving release. Now the gryphon's climax was like a dam about to burst, the waters of pleasure already lapped and sloshed over the top of it. Kra'thiss gasped, beat his wings against the ground and lashed his tail back and forth against the two dragons sharing space and pleasure with him.

Kaythos raised his snout a little bit, slipping his paw away from the gryphon's cock. Instead, he dragged his tongue up between the gryphon's balls, parting the furry orbs to either side of the wet muscle. Then he let his tongue slide up past the gryphon's retracted sheath, and over the base of his almost painfully hard erection. Kaythos washed his tongue all the way up the gryphon's cock to his very tip, tasting him. Then the young dragon began to caress the gryphon's shaft with his tongue, an inch at a time, the same way he'd teased Garnoth earlier. Soon, though, the gryphon was trembling and Kaythos could tell he was as near release as the dragon was. Perhaps even closer.

As if on cue, Kra'thiss said, "I'm very close, Dragon. If you truly wish us to release together, now is the time else I'm liable to explode with your next tongue-bath." He churred, and ruffled up his feathers, grinning. "Not that I would mind. Perhaps if you and I cream together, we shall then deal with your Beta together, as well."

Garnoth liked that idea. It gave him a bit of an idea of his own, too. After one last, slow lick across Kaythos' balls, he lifted his head, making sure to let the pebbly scales at the tip of his snout slide across Kaythos' cock. He bumped his nose over Kaythos' genital ridges and gave the tip of his pointed member a swift lick before he sat up, and pressed his muzzle to Kaythos' ear. Whatever he purred to his friend, Kra'thiss couldn't pick it up, but it certainly made Kaythos' cloudy gray eyes widen.

"That should work for you both if you're both that close, right?" Garnoth asked, reaching down to stroke Kra'thiss foot. The gryphon was still rubbing the bigger dragon's jutting meat, and Garnoth was getting a bit close to climax, as well. After a moment, he gently pushed the gryphon's paw away, grinning. "Go on, Kaythos. I bet you won't get many chances to do that, and I wanna watch."

Kaythos looked back and forth between the black dragon and multi-hued gryphon a few times, then nodded, a grin quickly marching across his muzzle. "Alright. I want you to play with my balls while I do it, though."

Kaythos rose to his feet, and eased forward so that he was standing above Kra'thiss. Kra'thiss splayed his hind legs out, peering along the dragon's underbelly. While Kaythos stood, the young dragon's erection was quite prominently displayed beneath his underbelly. It stood out red and hard and sleek against all the pale blue scales of his belly. The young dragon's balls looked like plump blue eggs held snug to his form now, tight from excitement. No sooner had he stood then Garnoth ducked his head and lapped at the other dragon's balls from behind.

Kra'thiss gave a little purr at the sight. "Play with my balls, too."

Though under normal circumstances Garnoth might have simply punched the gryphon in the balls for saying such a thing, these were certainly not normal circumstances. Instead he took the gryphon's furry orbs in a paw and began to play with them as Kaythos positioned himself. The gryphon groaned, pressing himself against Garnoth's paw, and Kaythos pressed back against Garnoth's snout. For a few moments the black dragon had two different males pushing their balls against him, eager for more loving attention.

Kaythos grinned down at the gryphon a moment, trying his best to look wicked. Somehow, he doubted it was working. Despite the fact he was suddenly enjoying dominant urges and desires he hadn't even realized were there, his new interests certainly hadn't changed his looks any. Kaythos imagined he didn't so much as look wicked as he looked like what he was. That is, Kaythos looked like a horny, rather inexperienced adolescent dragon, and a rather runty one at that.

Kaythos gave up trying to look wicked when he saw Kra'thiss' razor honed and oddly mobile beak twist into a dangerous smirk. Kaythos realized the gryphon probably looked more wicked when he was fast asleep then the young dragon would even at his most angry and ferocious. Instead, he just concentrated on the task at hand, which was putting Garnoth's idea into motion.

The blue dragon ducked his wedge shaped head to peer between himself and the gryphon, judging the spacing between their two erections. Then he began to lower himself down, and Kra'thiss was quick to realize what Kaythos had in mind. The gryphon helped position himself for it, sliding back just a little bit to line up his own gryphon cock with that of the dragon. Soon, Kaythos pressed his erection against the gryphon's, and the dragon's pale blue balls had come to rest against the gryphon's beige furred set.

Kaythos groaned in delight, his mind whirling. He could scarcely believe he was doing this, but just as before when he'd been playing with Garnoth he was too lost in his lusts to care. Kaythos' desire was like a living thing, twisting tendrils that wrapped tighter and tighter around his mind and body, pushing him towards acts he'd never have considered only days before. It certainly did not hurt that the gryphon's body felt so thrillingly exotic against his own. The fur and feathers were silken soft, tickling at the dragon's underbelly. They rubbed against all the more sensitive areas along the underside of the dragon's limbs, against his unsheathed cock. Even the gryphon's balls felt so warm, and furry against his own soft-skinned testicles. The gryphon's erection felt like red fire against his own tool, Kaythos imagined it must be the next best thing to sliding deep inside a female, feeling that heat all around him.

Kaythos slowly tried to thrust as Garnoth lowered his head, playfully lapping at both sets of balls. The black dragon's tongue slipped across furred balls and over smooth skinned ones, working them against each other. Between the motions of Garnoth's tongue and the gentle thrusts Kaythos attempted against the other male's shaft, Garnoth had four testicles practically dancing in front of his snout. It was almost comical the way the blue dragon's balls pressed and shifted against the larger, beige-furred gryphon's balls. Garnoth rubbed them with a paw, trying to roll the two sets of mating orbs against each other as if better introducing the balls of the two species might somehow lead to lasting peace.

Both dragon and gryphon groaned their delight. Kaythos' groan was a growling, rumbling noise of pleasure while the gryphon's enjoyment was voiced with a more warbling moan. The noise the gryphon made sounded to Garnoth like something a hawk crossed with a wolf would utter while having it's cock sucked. Or perhaps an owl and a lion both murmuring their bliss at the same time. Garnoth tugged both their balls out a little bit with a paw, not especially gentle but not rough, either. Both sets of bestial nuts were now outlined against their sacs, letting Garnoth compare them directly.

Kaythos' testicles were certainly the smaller of the two, though the young dragon had a decently sized set that fit his slender body well. Garnoth was getting quite familiar with them and their egg shapes held inside that sky blue pouch. The gryphon's balls were much more foreign to him, and after the crushing kick the gryphon had delivered to the dragon's own nuts, Garnoth wanted to crush them in his paw. But now was hardly the time, so instead, he nuzzled them, gave them a slow lick, flattening down the fur. As Kaythos had said, gryphon testicles were noticeably rounder then those of the dragon, and that combined with their larger overall size gave them a very "fat" appearance inside that furry sac.

"You got pretty nice balls, Bird," Garnoth murmured.

"Thank you, Lizard," Kra'thiss replied. He reached out with his front paws to clasp Kaythos' front legs, holding the young dragon as he rolled his hips, sliding his own member against Kaythos'. The dragon shivered and whined, and the gryphon leaned his head up to nuzzle at the dragon's throat. "How's that feel?"

"G-Good," Kaythos said, his voice trembling. He made a few more thrusts of his own, sliding his tool against Kra'thiss. The young dragon found that hot, slick flesh was slippery against other hot, slick flesh. While sometimes he was able to thrust his draconic cock directly along the gryphon's arousal, other times it slipped off of it and slid through the gryphon's belly fur instead. Still, even that felt heavenly. Kaythos couldn't hold on much longer. "I'm...I'm gonna cum!"

"That was the idea, was it not? Hold back a moment longer if you can." Kra'thiss chuckled, then glanced at Garnoth while Kaythos lifted his hips a little to try and hold off on his release. "Beta!" Kra'thiss snapped, addressing Garnoth by the temporary title he'd given him. "Hold our mating tools together while we climax!"

Given that seeing the two of them press themselves together that way had been Garnoth's idea to begin with, the black dragon didn't mind that order too much. Aside from being against taking orders from a gryphon by principal alone, that was. Garnoth moved out from behind the two males, and settled alongside them instead. Kaythos lifted his hips slightly for Garnoth, and the dragon slipped a paw between them, gathered up their two erections, and pressed them together.

Even Garnoth was quite impressed and taken aback by the twisted sexual nature of exactly what he was doing. Why, only that morning he'd awoken and decided it would be fun to get to play with Kaythos' balls. He hadn't even planned to suck his friend off until he thought it would be a fun way to make Kaythos feel better, though he'd certainly wondered about the other male's mating tool before. It seemed so shockingly wicked at the time to take it into his muzzle, yet now here he was holding his friend's cock against that of a gryphon.

Holding them together also gave him a chance to compare their two organs. As he already knew, a dragon's cock was a pointed organ, with a hint of a flare behind it's very tip like the point of some spear. It was lightly arched, with a few raised ridges at the base of it's dark red shaft. Sitting directly beneath the young dragon's erection, the gryphons maleness was noticeably a bit longer, and a bit thicker especially at it's base. Garnoth had heard that canines held a sort of knot there, and while he wouldn't call any part of the gryphon's shaft a knot, it did thicken up towards the base. It also lacked any sort of ridges or other pleasurable adornments. Though it was red as well, it was a shade or two lighter then Kaythos' cock.

Kaythos gave a cute, mewling groan of pleasure and desire as his best friend took hold of his erection, pressing it against the hardened flesh spear of the gryphon. Gods, the things young dragons did when their hormones took control. Now that he was held firmly and directly against the other male's cock, Kaythos tried to thrust again. This time Garnoth's grip allowed the dragon's erection to slide directly against the gryphon's meat. When Kra'thiss thrust back against Kaythos, the same effect was achieved, giving the two of them an incredible sort of hot, directly sexual stimulation.

Kra'thiss squeezed Kaythos' fore legs with his own, gripping his scaly blue lover of the moment. The gryphon groaned loudly, nuzzling into Kaythos' throat. "Go on, Alpha. Thrust!" Kra'thiss breath picked up, his voice tightening as his pleasure grew, as the gryphon rushed towards his release at last. "Thrust, Alpha! Thrust and cum with me!"

The new alpha did just that. Kaythos cried out, all the spiny frills atop his head flaring to their full extension as the young dragon came. Those crests flushed with blood and looked almost purple against his pale blue head, his ears and nose tip flushing darker as well. His balls tightened, and so did the gryphon's. Both sets of bestial testicles were suddenly quite snug against their owners even as adolescent dragon orbs remained pressed against adult gryphon testicles.

Kaythos cock began to throb as he thrust wildly, his pleasure spiking as his organ jumped, spitting it's first blast of dragon cum. Kaythos squealed his delight, driving himself again and again against the gryphon's cock and through Garnoth's black scaled fingers. By Kaythos' second spurt, the gryphon's tool had begun it's own orgasmic pulsing as the dragon's ecstasy driven humping got the gryphon off, too.

The gryphon tossed his feathered head back, his eyes wide as he keened loudly, calling out his delight for the whole forest to hear. "RRRHHEEEEEEEE!! I'm cumming!"

When the gryphon's cock jumped between them, it was almost as if the two male's mating tools were competing against each other. Jumping and pulsing inside the black dragon's paw, thumping against each other as they each spat their life giving essence against the other's belly. Thick streamers of hot gryphon seed splattered in white ribbons across Kaythos' pale blue belly. Gooey pulses of sticky, whitish dragon cum shot forth across the fur of the gryphon's belly, and soon the two male creatures were writhing together in the shared delight of orgasm. Both experiencing the hot, almost volcanic eruption of pure blissful waves. Together they twisted and squirmed, thrust and pressed against each other through the final throes of release, the seed of both dragon and gryphon mixing together, ground into both fur and scale. Kra'thiss beat his wings against the ground, Kaythos swept his wings against the air. The gryphon's tufted tail lashed, and the thicker scaly dragon's tail coiled against itself.

Finally their orgasms began to fade. Kaythos began to relaxe first as his climax hit a few seconds before the gryphon's had. When the young dragon could take no more, he sank against the gryphon, going almost limp while Kra'thiss continued to frantically thrust a few seconds longer. Once the gryphon was just as spent as the dragon he relaxed against the earth, churring to himself, the dragon purring above him.

Garnoth slowly withdrew his paw once both creatures were simply panting, holding each other through the afterglow. Garnoth himself was grinning like an idiot, that was one of the most twisted, yet erotic things he'd ever seen. Now he'd just have to try and find a way to watch two females licking each other into orgasm, and he'd have seen just about everything. Or so he imagined. He rose to all fours again, all too aware of his own ever-present erection jutting out beneath his belly. Garnoth glanced at it; his poor cock was so hard it looked almost purple. Seemed like that second time that had happened today. Oh, wait. That's because it was.

"How come I'm always the one getting teased and waiting to get off?" Garnoth said, growling.

Kra'thiss twisted his birdlike head a little to peer back at the youthful but large black dragon. "Because you are the beta, and betas must wait for their alphas."

Garnoth grumbled. "I'm only the beta when I wanna be." He walked around behind the other two males, and lifted Kaythos tail a bit with his paw. The dragon and gryphon's testicles were still pressed together, the sight of four eggs all pressing against each other made Garnoth laugh a little. "You know, I could hit you both in the balls right now with just one blow. I bet I'd be the alpha then, when you two were rolling around crying."

Kra'thiss clicked his beak. "That would be profoundly rude of you. You had your time to hurt my balls, earlier. Right after I've cum is off limits."

"Says who?" Garnoth said, balling up his fist, even if it was mostly just for show.

"Says your erection," the gryphon said right back. "It wishes to have your new alpha and me touch it. Does it not?"

Garnoth slowly relaxed his paw, then set it on Kaythos' haunch, gently stroking the blue scales as his friend languished in the afterglow. "Yeah, it does. But stop calling him my new alpha. Just cause...sometimes I might like having him dominate me doesn't mean he's permanently in charge of me. Sometimes I wanna dominate him too."

The gryphon smirked. "I don't think he will be opposed to that. But for the moment he is your alpha."

Kaythos slowly lifted his head, and then the rest of his body as well. He lowered his snout to nuzzle at Kra'thiss neck, and when the gryphon tilted his head back, he gave the gryphon's throat a few slow licks. "You're a good boy, Beta-gryphon."

Kra'thiss laughed a little at that, lifting a paw to stroke Kaythos' neck. "Thank you, Alpha-dragon. That was very enjoyable."

Kaythos grinned sheepishly, ducking his head a little to peer at the mess left between them. Sticky globs of seed now coated both underbellies. In most places they were completely smeared and ground in. They'd both need a good bath now before they could return home. At least, Kaythos would. Kaythos supposed if this gryphon's entire tribe was as twisted as he was, it was entirely possible he'd go home with his under-fur still painted in a mixed batch of dragon and gryphon cum and show it off like a badge of honor.

"Was that the first time you've done that?" Kaythos lifted his head again, cocking it to the side. "With another male?" Kaythos quickly realized how foolish that sounded, his spiny frills finally folding back against his head. "Pressed together, I mean."

Kra'thiss shook his head. "No. The first time with a dragon, however."

"Oh!" Kaythos was a little surprise. "Do all gryphons enjoy...playing...with other males? Or other females?"

"Not all," Kra'thiss replied, fluffing the feathers around his head a little. "But some. I do not have any way of knowing if there are more gryphons willing to share pleasure with the same sex then there are dragons. I suspect we are simply more open to admitting it."

"It's possible," Kaythos said. "I'd heard stories about male dragons giving other males pleasure, but I didn't think anyone actually did it until Garnoth did it for me this morning. And I certainly didn't want to go around admitting it. I...well, I know you might not agree, but I still don't want to tell anyone. There's no way of knowing how they might react. I know some would be..." Kaythos scrunched his muzzle a little. "Extremely put off, to say the least."

"Such is the way of things." Kra'thiss smirked, then lifted a hind paw and pressed it directly to Kaythos' testicles. The young dragon gave a cute squeak as his most vulnerable parts were suddenly threatened, and when the gryphon put just a little pressure on them Kaythos pushed himself up to his tip toes. "You should protect your balls when standing over someone laying on their back."

"I kinda thought we were friends now."

"Is that what you think?" Kra'thiss chuckled, pushing a little harder.

Kaythos whined, the young dragon's testicles trapped between his body and the gryphon's paw. "Aren't we?"

"We have a truce," Kra'thiss said. "I bare you no animosity, and have enjoyed my time with you."

"Sounds like friends to me," Kaythos said, not sure he liked the gryphon's ambiguity.

"Then you make friends easily. It is sometimes a good trait to have. And yet..." Kra'thiss dropped his hind paw suddenly, but snatched at Kaythos' front leg with his own forepaw. He used Kaythos' wrist to yank the dragon's front leg sideways beneath his blue scaled belly. At the same time the gryphon pushed up against the dragon and rolled over. In an instant, Kra'thiss had reversed their positions, rolling Kaythos onto his back and dropping his own hindquarters down onto the dragon's belly to avoid giving Kaythos a chance to kick the gryphon's privates. Kra'thiss pressed his beak against the end of the dragon's snout, glaring at him. "...You should be careful who you trust, Dragon."

Then just as swiftly as Kra'thiss had reversed positions, he let Kaythos up. As the blue dragon was rolling to his feet, Kra'thiss butted his head up against Garnoth's ribs, making the black dragon grunt. "It is your turn now, I think."

"About time!" Garnoth grinned, plopping himself down upon his haunches. The movement caused his very dark red erection to sway back and forth in front of his belly, and his plump ebon balls to flop against the earth. Garnoth winced, groaning a little. "Oooh! Sat down too hard. My damn balls are still sore. You really kick hard, you know that Bird?"

"So I have been told." Kra'thiss shook himself. "You've still got two of them, don't you? Stop complaining."

"Yeah, yeah," Garnoth muttered, then brightened, his black spines flaring a little. "So! Who's gonna suck my cock?"

"I think your friend shall attend that duty, and I shall assist him." Kra'thiss grinned at Kaythos, who had a sheepish smile spread over his own snout.

"I can do that," the young blue dragon murmured, a little of his previous shyness re-emerging. Strange, he thought. He felt far more assertive when he ordered his friend to pleasure him, but when it came to pleasure his friend in return, he felt a little more hesitant, a little more shy. Almost submissive, even. Perhaps it was simply that he wanted to do everything right, he wanted to ensure Garnoth enjoyed it as much as possible and worried he would not do it well. Perhaps it was also linked to his own arousal, the more excited he became the more dominant he got? Maybe he was just putting too much thought in it.

Kaythos slunk towards his black scaled friend. He kept his head low, his frilled ears pinned back and his wings tight to his body. By now his cock had retreated into it's protective blue sheath, yet he couldn't help but feel a little tingle in it as he walked a single circle around the seated dragon. Once more Kaythos brushed himself up against Garnoth as he circled him, scales rubbing against scales.

"You've been a good boy," Kaythos purred, coming around in front of Garnoth. "A very good beta, today."

Garnoth clicked his teeth. "You know, I don't think I ever heard you say beta or alpha till we met this damn gryphon."

Kra'thiss smirked at the dragon as he moved to sit alongside Kaythos. "You're welcome, Dragon."

"I didn't mean that as a good thing."

"I am aware, Black Balls." Kra'thiss reached out, and gently took the black dragon's ebon testicles into his paw. He let them rest against his upturned pad, admiring the plump oval shapes as they lay against his palm. "And yet you should consider learning of alphas and betas a good thing. After all, such a relationship once saved our two tribes. Much as a sexual encounter between a dragon and gryphon once stopped one war and prevented a catastrophic defeat in another."

"What are you talking about?" Garnoth asked, tilting his head a little. He trilled softly as the gryphon rolled his balls around in a paw.

"Oh?" Kra'thiss chirped, as if genuinely surprised Garnoth didn't already know that. He nudged Kaythos with his elbow, and gestured towards Garnoth's cock, silently instructing Kaythos to begin his task. "Do they not teach you that part of your clan's history? Perhaps you have grown so soft as to be ashamed of such things. I may need to give you a history lesson, as well."

Kaythos slowly sprawled out upon his belly. With his own erection dissipated it was much more comfortable to lay in such a position. He stretched his long blue neck out, and brushed the pebbly textured scales of his snout against Garnoth's cock. Garnoth shivered a little, his black scales clicking together. Then when Kaythos flicked his tongue across the three raised ridges at the base of Garnoth's shaft, the black dragon gasped and groaned in delight. A single bead of pre began to trickle down the length of the young dragon's erection, and Kaythos ran his tongue up the smooth red flesh, leaving a glistening trail behind.

Garnoth's head lolled back in pleasure, his tongue nearly hanging out when waves of bliss ran through him as Kaythos swirled his tongue around the bigger dragon's minor flare. When Kaythos paused for just a moment, Garnoth glanced down at the gryphon, shaking his horned head. "Please, no more lessons. Just pleasure."

"Ah, but I should think you'd like this lesson." The gryphon gently separated Garnoth's balls, taking one of them into each paw. Very tenderly, he began to massage each oval shaped gland as if trying to ease away all the lingering ache from the kick that had ended their earlier battle. "There's a dragon who sucks a gryphon off in it."

"I don't wanna hear - Really?" Garnoth hesitated a moment. That sounded like a fun story, even if in his mind it ought to be the other way around. Then again, could a gryphon suck someone off with a beak? He wasn't sure. Still, he was intrigued, even if at the moment he was far more interested in the pleasures he was receiving in the present rather then the pleasures some gryphon received in the past. "Why would some dragon suck a gryphon's cock?"

"That seems an odd question to ask, given our current situation." Kra'thiss lowered his beak, and nuzzled Garnoth's left testicle. He parted his beak, and took that single orb inside it. Garnoth was very briefly aware of just how good most birds were at cracking nuts open with their beaks, and a twinge of fear twitched through him. As if just to assuage those fears, Kra'thiss worked the dragon's testicle to the very back of his mouth, near his throat, where he sucked upon it for long moments. By the time he began to work his thin yet hot and mobile tongue against that egg, Garnoth was nearly drooling in pleasure. Soon, Kra'thiss let the dragon' ball drop back into place. "Especially given how close you two came to sucking my cock, today."

Garnoth grunted, flaring the spines that ran down the back of his neck a little. He supposed the gryphon had a point. Had this "game" turned out any differently, the gryphon might well have convinced the two of them to go down on him. Truthfully, Garnoth couldn't say he was against the idea. Playing with Kaythos that morning showed him well enough he had no trouble pleasuring other males, and the gryphon was such a powerful, exotic creature, there was something strangely tantalizing about giving him pleasure. Almost the way Garnoth imagined some of the lesser dragons might feel about giving himself pleasure.

"I guess that's not what I meant," Garnoth murmured as Kaythos dragged his tongue up and down the black dragon's shaft a few times. Then he grit his teeth, forcing him to speak through his delight as Kaythos began to lap at his heavy balls. "I meant how did that save our tribes, or stop war?"

"Ah, but that is part of the lesson, isn't it," the gryphon chuckled. He traced a single furred digit up and down the side of the dragon's cock, then teased at his ridges. "Do you wish to cum, or hear the lesson?"

"To cum!" Garnoth swiftly announced, tongue hanging from his snout a moment.

"As I thought. Such is the way of younglings, always more eager to reach quick pleasure then to savor the experience, or learn the lessons that may come from it."

"I've done enough savoring today! You two already got to cum, I thought it was my turn now."

"So it is, Dragon." The gryphon slipped his paw under Kaythos' jaw line, and began to guide the blue dragon's muzzle away from the black dragon's balls. Kaythos let the gryphon guide his snout all the way up over Garnoth's cock to his very tip. Kaythos licked him a few times, and Kra'thiss pushed a finger between the dragon's jaws to part them. Then he stroked Kaythos' nose a little. "Go down on your friend, now. Suck him, and do not stop until he has unleashed his seed into your snout."

Kaythos gave a little purr at the way the gryphon playfully bossed him around. Spirits, wasn't he just all over the map? He supposed that was to be expected. This was, after all, the first time he'd ever really had a chance to explore his own sexual urges with others. He had already found that one part of him loved being dominant over another, while a second part of him loved being a bit more submissive. Perhaps that was strange? Kaythos didn't even know if there was a word for such a thing. Though, somehow he imagined that if there was, the gryphon would know it. Not that it mattered. As far as Kaythos was concerned, that simply meant he'd get the best of both worlds.

Kaythos parted his jaws and let his tongue hang free to serve as both cushion and guide for Garnoth's cock. Now that he'd done this once before, part of him actually looked forward to pleasuring his friend this way. He knew first hand just how wonderful it felt, and he was delighted to get to share such pleasures with his friend. Garnoth was many things to Kaythos. Not just his friend, but his best friend. His protector. His...lover? Was that right? Physically, he supposed that was the truth of it. Garnoth had been his first lover. But that didn't mean he...loved...Garnoth...did it? Could two males love each other? Did...it matter?

Kaythos was starting to fear Garnoth was going to spoil him for females. By the time some female finally deigned to try going down on him, what if she wasn't any good at it? What would have seemed a delightful act by default and intention alone might now seem subpar. Kaythos might not be able to help but compare it to his time with Garnoth. Damn it, if Garnoth spoiled females for him before he'd ever had his chance to share pleasure with one, he was going to punch him right in his big black eggs.

That made Kaythos laugh, which caused his jaws to shake and vibrate around Garnoth's cock. Garnoth groaned in pleasure, but grinned down at his friend. He stroked one of Kaythos' soft frilled ears, taking a deep breath. "What are you laughing at?"

Kaythos pulled his snout back just long enough to issue a retort. "Your tiny dick!"

Garnoth gave a rumbling laugh. "Liar."

Kaythos knew well enough it was a lie. As far as he was concerned, Garnoth was damn near massive. The black dragon's arched, dark red cock was at least a good few inches longer then his own, his ridges more noticeable, his sharp, pointed flare more obvious. He couldn't quite take the whole thing into his snout, but he could certainly try.

Once more Kaythos pressed his muzzle down around Garnoth's cock. With his tongue, he cushioned that ever-so-sensitive flesh, protecting it from sharp teeth and making sure it rode across the soft fleshy ridges along the roof of the dragon's mouth. Kaythos thought were it not for the sharp teeth, a dragon's muzzle would seem perfectly designed for pleasuring a male creature. Perhaps females were luckier, oral pleasure for them was all of the wonders of a dragon's tongue with none of the worry of the teeth.

The black dragon's cock was hot and hard in his mouth, filling his jaws completely. Kaythos worked his way down around his friend's member until he felt that flared tip tickle at the back of his throat, threatening his gag reflex. He pulled back, slowly slurping on Garnoth's arousal. With a paw, he began to work the other dragon's ridges, working them up and down, and twisting his fingers back and forth against the extra sensitive parts. The added pleasure made Garnoth whimper.

"Those ridges," the gryphon murmured, watching as Kaythos began to bob his head, arched gray horns brushing the scales of Garnoth's belly. "Are those extra sensitive for you?"

Garnoth trembled with growing ecstasy, and slowly nodded. "Y-yes. More so then the shaft itself. Dragons...really like...having their ridges played with."

"That sounds like useful knowledge," the gryphon murmured.

Kra'thiss nuzzled the dragon's balls a few times, then gently took them into a paw, caressing the orbs with rolling motions of his fingers. Then he tilted his head, and let his thin, almost avian tongue flick out and brush against one of the dragon's ridges. As Kaythos worked his snout up and down, he teased Garnoth's ridges with his fingers as well. Kra'thiss began to work his tongue in between Kaythos' fingers. The gryphon's tongue rolled over blue scaled fingers and red fleshy ridges alike, adding warmth and velvet stimulation to those sensitive ridges even as Kaythos' paw pads continued to rub them.

From the way the young black dragon began to groan and whine, it was clear he could not take such stimulation for long without filling Kaythos muzzle with potent seed. Kaythos realized as much, and began to work his head at double speed, intent on making his friend cum. He pressed his tongue to the end of Garnoth's tapered tool, ensuring that slight flare just beyond the point of it would be pressed against the ridges of the other dragon's palate. The black dragon crooned in bliss, closing his eyes. Garnoth tipped his head back, and rested a paw atop Kaythos' pebbly blue scaled snout as the smaller dragon bobbed his cutely tapered muzzle.

Kra'thiss moved his head back, wanting a good vantage point to enjoy what was about to happen. The gryphon toyed with Garnoth's balls in his paw, rolling the very private orbs around to add to the young dragon's pleasure. Sitting up on his haunches, Kra'thiss was able to put both front paws to use towards the dragon's pleasure. He gently pushed Kaythos' paw away from the base of Garnoth's cock in order to replace it with his own. The ridges there felt firm, and hot, standing out from the dragon's erection. Kra'thiss smirked, flared up his crimson crown-feathers, and began to beat off Garnoth's ridges as fast and hard as he could.

The suddenly increased stimulation was so intense it nearly hurt. Garnoth wasn't sure if Kra'thiss simply didn't realize how sensitive a dragon's penile ridges truly were, or if exactly the opposite were true and the bird knew just what he was doing. Whatever the case, Garnoth could not hold back any longer. Between the blue dragon's muzzle rising and falling like waves on the ocean, bathing him in warm pleasure, and the frantically stroking fingers of the gryphon it was far more then he could take. The black dragon came, and came explosively.

Garnoth wasn't able to warn Kaythos, he simply threw back his wedge shaped head, flared his wings to their fullest extent and screamed as his body was abruptly rocked by a very powerful orgasm. Garnoth thought that gryphon must have known more about a male dragon's ridges then he let on. Garnoth's heavy black stones tightened up in the gryphon's paw, and his cock jumped so hard it nearly escaped Kaythos' muzzle. Just as before, the first spurt alone was more then Kaythos was able to handle. It filled his snout with incredible heat, the dragon's release all he could taste for a few moments. He tried to swallow it, but there was already a second spurt before he'd even completely gulped down the first. Dragon seed dribbled between his sharp teeth.

Kaythos was forced to pull his head back simply because he was afraid the next spurt was going to end up in his lungs. Instead, the young black dragon's cum splattered across Kaythos' face in a gooey white line that stretched from the pebbly blue scales between his nostrils all the way up between his arched grey horns. Not wanting his friend's orgasmic moments to be interrupted, Kaythos smoothly replaced his bobbing snout with a stroking paw.

Garnoth found himself thrusting into Kaythos' paw as he rode the peak of his pleasure. Kaythos quickly tugged the black dragon's cock to the side to make sure that the last few spurts did not splatter over his own blue scales. Instead, he aimed the dragon's spurting weapon straight for Kra'thiss. The gryphon gave a startled squawk as hot dragon seed bespattered the fine pinfeathers of his face, a few globs of it sticking to his beak as well. Kaythos burst out laughing at the sight, that was the first time he'd seen the gryphon truly startled.

"BAH!" The gryphon snarled, though he wasn't exactly furious. He didn't even stop rubbing Garnoth's ridges for a few moments longer, until the black dragon was beginning to come down from the highest points of his release. "Little runt!"

Kaythos just smirked at the bird. He lifted his own free paw to wipe off his face while he finished stroking the dragon. Once Garnoth's jets of sticky, thick dragon cum had dwindled to oozing dribbles of runny white, he let the dragon's cock go, and stepped back before either Garnoth or the gryphon could attempt to wipe themselves off on the smaller blue scaled male.

"Feel better now, Beta?"

"Yeah..." Garnoth panted, slumping forward a little bit, his wings limp at his sides. "You can stop calling me Beta now."

"I dunno," Kaythos said with a smirk, flicking his tail tip back and forth as he stood upon all fours. "I kinda like feeling like the alpha."

"Well don't get used to it," Garnoth muttered, still catching his breath.

"Why shouldn't he?" Kra'thiss asked. "You both seemed to enjoy exploring those roles did you not?"

"Yes," Garnoth admitted, licking his nose as he rose up. He shook himself, and stretched his wings as his member began a gradual retreat towards his sheath. "Doesn't mean I don't also enjoy exploring being the dominant one."

"A fair point," said the gryphon. "That simply means you two shall have to spend more time with each other, each exploring the roles of both domination and submission."

"I think I can handle that," Kaythos said with a throaty purr.

"Gods, Kaythos," Garnoth laughed, shaking his horned head. "When you get a chance to explore mating kinks you really go all in!"

Kaythos just smiled, flexing his blue wings slightly. "Guess I was just waiting for someone to give me a chance. Now if I could just get a female to give me a chance, too," he added, laughing.

Kra'thiss clacked his beak. "Bite her on the back of the neck, and mount her."

That suggestion had Kaythos laughing even harder. "Somehow, I think that's more likely to get me hit in the balls then to get me laid."

The gryphon merely shrugged his brown and red wings. "Females rarely respond to timid males, unless they find your submissiveness and shyness endearing. If you've a female you like, and you feel she likes you as well, you should be more bold with her. Whatever path you follow, should you find her lifting her tail for you, mount her boldly, and when you do so, put your teeth into the back of her neck. If her mating instincts bare even the smallest resemblance to those of a gryphon, she shall moan for you and submit to the completion of your advances quite swiftly."

"You make it sound awfully easy," Kaythos said, peering down at the sticky mess still coating his own belly. This was going to be twice now he had to wash his own seed from his scales today. This time he'd be washing gryphon seed off, too. It was strange to realize just how little that bothered him. "I suppose it's easy to get your pick of females when a male's as confident as you are."

"It is easy, and females do respond to confidence, you are right." The gryphon lifted a front paw and smugly licked it a few times. "However you have far more confidence in you then you realize. The way you acted like an alpha over Garnoth today should have taught you that. You simply need to find that confidence with females."

Kaythos scrunched his muzzle a little. He looked over at Garnoth, who merely shrugged his ebon wings. Kaythos licked his nose. "I think it's easier for me to do that stuff with Garnoth, cause...well, I trust him. A lot." Kaythos felt a little awkward admitting this sort of thing right in front of his black scaled friend, but he continued regardless. "I know he's my friend, and I know he's going to remain my friend even if I do something embarrassing. But with a female? Especially a female who probably thinks I'm just an awkward little runt. Which, I am."

"Hardly," the gryphon chided, ruffling up all his feathers. "Nonetheless. The confidence is inside you, you must simply find a way to draw upon it with regards to those other then Garnoth. When you do, I think you shall find the hardest part about mating once you've got her neck in your teeth is ensuring you slide yourself into the proper hole. You have not seen a female grow enraged until you accidentally take her in wrong opening."

That had both dragons roaring with laugher. Garnoth nearly fell over onto his side. Kaythos hunched over, laughing so hard he had to hold his injured rib in pain again. He shook his head a few times. "Oh, that's horrible! See, that's what I'm talking about. I'd do something like that and she'd never even look at me again!"

The gryphon merely spread his wings and smiled, taking a few steps away from the two dragons. "If I can overcome such a failure in my own awkward first attempt at mating, so too can you, Little Alpha To Be." He glanced around a little, then peered up at the skies. The sun had sunk low behind the trees, it would not be long before the purple shroud of dusk began to settle in across the valley. "It is past my time to return to my own tribe, and I must still make time to wash up. It has been...enjoyable...to make your acquaintances."

"I don't suppose we'll see you again, then, will we?" Kaythos tilted his head. He actually rather liked this gryphon.

"I suspect you shall." The gryphon peered at each dragon in turn, the green flecks in his golden eyes shining. "In fact, should you meet me here again three days from now, early in the morning, I shall tell you a tale you may find enjoyable."

"You gonna tell us that made-up story about how some dragon sucking off a gryphon saved our tribes?"

"It is not made up," the gryphon said with a suddenly fiery hiss. "And yes, that is the story I am referencing. I should think now, more then ever, you shall find it relevant."

"I doubt it," Garnoth said, yawning and stretching his front paws. "Other then the fact that we all just played with each other, why would a story about sex saving our tribe be relevant?"

In an instant the gryphon was on Garnoth, clasping the black dragon by the throat. Kra'thiss extended his claws till they pricked at Garnoth's neck. Kaythos moved swiftly towards them, and Kra'thiss relaxed his grip just a little. He glared into Garnoth's suddenly confused and fearful eyes, then hissed and pressed his beak against Garnoth's snout.

"Because, Whelp. In the years past, your people forged a truce with mine to end years of war. In return, we allied ourselves with you to battle a common foe that might otherwise have claimed us both. To forge this truce, your alpha was forced to submit to our alpha, and pleasure him in front of his top warriors. A punishment, if you will, for forcing his war upon my people in the first place." Kra'thiss released Garnoth's throat and slowly backed away from the two dragons, wings flared. "Since those days, your people have grown..." He worked the word around in his beak a little as though forcing himself to handle a distasteful bit of meat. "...Soft. Yet increasingly willing to disregard the previous terms of our truce."

Garnoth rubbed his throat, though his ego was bruised more then his body this time. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means, Whelp," the gryphon snarled. "That if your people continue to push us and push us, it is only a matter of time until we strike back harder then you can imagine. And soft as you seem to have grown, I assure you that should you push us to war, it is a war you will lose." The two dragons stared back at the gryphon with dumbfounded expressions. "As I rather like you two, I do not wish to see that happen, yet as it is clear you have no idea what I'm referring too, it may be inevitable."

Before the two dragons even had a chance to question him, Kra'thiss simply leapt into the air. He beat his vast, brown and red feathered wings and ascended in a sharp spiral above the clearing in which they'd been playing. He called out to them as he rose. "It is not too late to avoid what is coming, dragons! Return here in three days, if you wish to hear a lesson on how a little humility once saved our peoples from war before. Yet I fear it is a lesson that will go unheeded, and if I am right, war is coming, dragons, and neither of our tribes will emerge unscathed!"

Kaythos and Garnoth both called out questions as Kra'thiss ascended, but he chose not to hear them. Before long, the gryphon soared out of sight, above the tops of the thick trees that filled the forest. As the sound of the gryphon's wing beats faded, the two young dragons remained, stunned. Soon they bathed in silence and confused concern that lingered for long, worrisome moments. Finally, Kaythos sighed heavily and began to walk back towards the stream where he'd bathed earlier.

Garnoth followed after him, growling. "...War? Really? I thought we still had that truce he was talking about."

"So did I," Kaythos murmured, mulling it over, concern etched across the pebbly scales of his snout.

"Maybe he's making it up. Just trying to scare us."

Kaythos slowly shook his head, rustling his wings. "I don't think he's making it up, Garnoth."

Garnoth slapped at a vibrant green fern with a paw. "Then why the hell did he spring that on us right at the end? He coulda told us that right away. Bastard ruined my afterglow!"

"Don't you ever think about anything but sex?" Kaythos snapped at his friend. For a moment, Garnoth looked hurt, turning his head away, his frilled ears drooping. Kaythos sighed and moved closer to nuzzle Garnoth's neck. Then he gave his cheek a shy, but comforting lick. "I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry."

Garnoth glanced over at him and smiled a little. "...I know. You're probably right. I should think about...important things, more often. But it's hard!"

Kaythos couldn't help laughing as he started walking again. "Yeah, I know it is. And I think the reason he didn't tell us earlier is...well...maybe I'm wrong, but I kinda think he was testing us. To see what we knew, to see if he thought we were...well, this sounds kinda conceited, but to see if he thought we were worthy of knowing what's really going on. And when he decided we were, he told us."

"Maybe," Garnoth muttered. "Or maybe he's just a horny old bird who wanted to get off."

"That too."

"So..." Garnoth let Kaythos take the lead as they followed the trail of trampled underbrush back through the forest, passing the shattered remains of the Dead Twins. Heh, Garnoth hoped the damn bird got ticks and spiders stuck in his feathers now. He'd certainly sprayed enough angry insects across the gryphon when he crashed through that rotten log. "What are you going to do now?"

"Same thing as you," Kaythos said. He rapped Garnoth's nose with the tip of his tail, making his friend yelp. "And don't think you're getting out of it, either. I'm coming back here in three days, and you're coming with me."

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