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I watched over my canyon from the grassy cliff, the spring wind ruffling the grass around me. Five hundred feet above the floor, I could see everything in my domain. It was a small territory, but it was perfect for a drake like me. Easy to manage, beautiful scenery, and the neighbors didn't bother me. It was also brimming with food nearly all year long.

A human town lay at the far end of the canyon, and passing through these high mountain walls was the only way to get to there. It was an odd place, built into the wall of the mountain that sealed the other end of the canyon. They must have thought it would be easy to defend, but it was even easier to siege. The oxen pulling the carts were too tough to make good meals, but their drivers were tasty. I promised myself that wouldn't eat every one that I found, or else the humans might abandon the town. And then what would I eat? There weren't a lot of deer around to eat; they all travelled along the west side of the canyon, just outside my territory. I could see a herd or two every once and I while, but I knew that Darrack, my neighbor, would be watching them, too. He was a dragon in his prime, like all of my neighbors, and while they never tried to take my territory from me, it would be a long time before I would be a match for them.

They got all the females, too. I was boxed in my virile males, much better endowed than me. The females were travelling around for mates at this time, too. Just thinking about them made my sheath quiver, and I caught a whiff of my own musk as the wind lulled for a moment. But when the wind picked up again, I caught more musk, of a different sort. It was thicker and richer than mine, and there was a lot more of it. Standing up, I followed the source of the odor on foot, knowing that it couldn't be too far from me.

I passed through the thin thicket of freshly-budded deciduous trees that bordered the entire canyon, then across as small field, and to the edge of the next forest. Must denser, and full of towering coniferous trees, this marked the edge of my territory. The scent was disgustingly strong here, and I could hear growls and roars now. After climbing a tiny rise, I could see down into a small clearing, just inside the tree line. There, standing tall with a lovely dragoness between his legs, was my neighbor Rosh. The stone grey dragon had a good ten square feet on me, and even the dragoness taking his healthy cock was larger than I was. The female had sparkling red scales, but I was more interested in the way her haunches were raised and quivering as Rosh's swinging sack clubbed her over and over again. I could see all of Rosh's two foot length glistening with her juices, easily trumping my now hard one foot member. I couldn't sit here and watch these two anymore, or else I'd I go crazy. But as I turned to go, my foot caught a dry twig and snapped it, and the mating pair's eyes shot to me. The female looked shocked by my voyeurism, but Rosh didn't seem bothered at all.

"Oh, hey Henry," he said casually. I hated that name. Henry didn't sound at all cool, or strong. But, I can't argue with what my parents left scratched into the side of my egg. "How's it going?"

"Uh, hey Rosh," I replied hesitantly, still trying to inch my way out of sight. "I'm doing okay."

"You know it's rude to walk in on two people having sex," he said, never losing his pace while he spoke. His mate seemed to have forgotten that I was there at all, and had returned to moaning excitedly every time the tip of that massive rod tapped her insides.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. It's just...you're only about thirty feet from where I sit on watch...and you're upwind from me today," I said.

"Oh, sorry about that," Rosh said, his voice rolling into a growl as he picked up his pace. His slickened crimson member glistened in the patchy forest light as he rocked it in and out of his mate. "I didn't know I was getting to you. How many seasons have you gone without a mate now?"

"Ah, all of them," I replied, hanging my head a little.

"Well, I'm sure you'll get one someday," he replied, groaning a little as he ground himself at the end of a thrust. "Did you hear about Graggun? He got himself a dragoness from the south. They're really exotic, you know. He told me she had ear fins. Ear fins! Can you believe that?"

"I, um, good for him," I said, shuffling my forelegs a little and trying to hide my twitching member.

"Yeah, well it was great talking to you, Henry. I've got-" he stopped suddenly, and his face screwed up into a snarl. "Hold that thought."

Rosh pulled his entire member back, reaffirmed his grip on his female, and then slammed back in with a deafening roar. I could only imagine what it felt like to spray all of my pent up seed into a sexy female like that, and it took a lot of restraint to not spray that seed against my ankles right then. While Rosh was still busy with his afterglow, I turned and hurried away, just managing to see his member slide out and a wave of juice flow out with him.

When I made it back to my lookup cliff, my member was still rock hard. The tapered end stuck up at my, begging for some sort of attention. I wanted to touch it so bad, but I cut myself with my claws last time I tried to paw off. I needed a female more than I needed food, at this point. Maybe if I slept, I would calm down, and I could forget about my urges for another year.

I lay down on my belly, resting my chin on my hands, and closed my eyes. But the second I closed my eyes, I heard a whiney from the canyon. Pulling myself forward hastily, I peered over the cliff and down to the road far below. A lone man rode slowly towards town, sitting atop a strong chestnut brown horse. It was a massive steed, maybe the biggest I'd ever seen. It was almost as large as I was. Maybe even the same size as a female drake.

That thought got the wheels in my head turning. Normally, I ignored horses, and focused only on their riders, but this time I couldn't help but watch the mammal. The way its haunches flowed as it trotted, the way its tail swished teasingly across its rear, and the puckered opening that lay behind it. Surely a horse would be even tighter than a female. Any life my member had lost was quickly refilled as I imagined mounting that animal, relieving years of pent-up lust. And with the lone human there, with only light armor and a short sword, I could even get a meal out of it. There was no way I was going to let this opportunity slip by.

Crouching low to the cliff, I leapt out into the air, my wings unfolding and carrying me into a glide. If I beat my wings at all, the human might notice me, so I had to do this right the first time. Angling myself into a circling descent, I held myself straight until I was broadside to the horse, and twenty feet above the road. Rotating myself into the correct path, I folded my wings and dove, straight for the horse. My palms came up, but I did not extend my claws as I came into striking distance. I threw my wings up, and at the last moment before I hit, I saw the human stared up in shock at my splayed blue-green underbelly. The next second, I caught the horse's flank with my hands, and threw it a good ten feet off the road, its rider careening after it. I carried my dive through to meet them, and when we all finally came to a stop, I had the horse pinned under my front forelegs, and the human beneath my right hind foot. While he was stunned, I flicked my tail out and removed his sword from his belt, and threw it out into the bushes somewhere. Now, in a secluded clearing off the road, with a horse and an unarmed human at my mercy, I could finally have some fun.

"Ah! A...a dragon!" the man stammered. "No one told me that there was a dragon in this pass."

"No one who's seen me has ever lived to report it," I replied.

"Are...are you going to kill me?" he asked.

"Maybe. But first, I am demanding appeasement from you."

"What do you want?" he asked.

"Maybe you can guess." I sneered, and lowered my pelvis towards to trapped man. I felt my heavy sack brush against something round, probably his head, and I heard a startled yelp from below. The contact with my nether regions made me shiver with lust, but it didn't feel quite right. The human's clothing was scratchy, and no good for this or eating. "But first, I have to remove your clothes."

"My...what? Hey! Wait a minute!" he yelled, but didn't manage to do much more than that. I lifted my foot off of him for a second, but he only managed to squirm a little before I got a claw fixed under his shirt and tear it open. I used my tail to maneuver the thing away while I carefully cut its pants away. I didn't want to sever anything by accident. Once the human was bare beneath me, I planted my foot down on him, and tried rubbing myself on him a second time. This time, his smooth face and chest felt silky against my sack. It was going to be great foreplay, that's for sure.

"You're not going to put...that...in me, are you?" he asked, almost squeaking.

"Hmm, no," I replied. "I will use your steed for that. But that doesn't mean that I can't use you for a little bit."

It was awkward to make the adjustments, but I managed to sit back on my rump while keeping the horse firmly secured. I used my foot to push the human into my lap, and then curled my hind legs around him, penning him in with my towering cock. It was about as long and wide as his forearm, bright crimson against my blue-green body.

"Why don't you help me get ready," I said, and clenched my pelvic muscles to make my member wave back and forth at him. "Make me nice and wet,"

The man stared incredulously up at me for a moment, and I just looked back down at him. He wasn't moving, but more importantly, he wasn't licking. I wasn't about to wait for him to make up his mind, so I shifted my forefeet so I could use one, and then firmly grabbed the back of the man's head with it. The horse seemed to lay still, despite my lessened grip on it, and simply watched his master with glimmering eyes. Looking down at the subdued animal, for the first time I noticed the heavy balls resting against its inner thigh, and a sheath that could have rivaled some younger drakes. I had hoped for a mare, but I wasn't going to stop now.

Doing my best not to crush the human's head, I gently forced his face into my sack, just beneath the base of my cock. He immediately gasped and threw his arms against me, trying to push the soft skin away. But all his struggling only aroused me more, and made me want that plump horse even sooner.

"Lick it," I commanded, watching him with a smirk.

For a long moment I felt nothing but his struggles, and while they were nice, they weren't as good as what I wanted from him. But suddenly, he stopped, and simply stood still. I felt his hot breath panting against my loose skin, and then wetness was there. It was tiny, almost as if I had imagined it, but then the man's head began to rise higher, and I could feel the flat of his tongue running along the underside of my member. His eyes were shut tight, his face clenched into as much of a grimace as he could manage with his mouth in use.

It felt electric, having the tiny human tongue rubbing against me, slicking my member so I could abuse him further. The sense of control on made the sense of pleasure increase. I soon began to ooze a slick precum that the man lathered onto my shaft with his mouth. His mouth was so small, and my shaft was enormous in comparison to him, so it took him a good long time before I was all wet. I was tempted to just sit there and let him suck me until I drenched him, but he was only the appetizer. The stallion was the main course.

"Stop for a moment," I said. Oddly enough, the man finished his tongue stroke before pulling away, and then looked up at me pitifully, as if I might let him go if he were pathetic enough. Turning my attention away from the man, I devised a plan for the horse. Wrapping an arm under his barrel, I lifted the horse until it stood on all four legs, with its rear facing towards me. From such a close distance, I could see every twitch the sphincter made between those plump haunches. I could smell the horse's musk below my own, and even a bit of the man's was present in the air. With a quick glance, I noticed the small shaft hanging semi-erect between the man's legs, and he made a half-hearted effort to cover himself up.

"I have a new task for you," I said, turning my attention back to the quivering horse ass. "Make the horse wet as well,"

Without a word or complaint, the man ducked below the horse's barrel and took the horse's shaft onto his tongue. I chuckled at him for a moment, but pulled him away, being sure to drag his face through the horse's sack on his way out. "No, make the horse wet for me," I said.

"For...you?" he asked.

With a sigh, I realized that I was going to have to show him what to do. Then again, showing him might be more fun than just letting him go do it. Taking hold of the back of his head again, I brought the man around and stood him in front of the horse's ass. He simply stared at it for a long moment, and it winked back at him a couple of times. He looked as if he were staring into an abyss that could swallow him up at any moment.

"You want me...to make that wet?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied. "Nice and wet for my penetration."

He looked hesitant again, as if he wasn't going to do anything at all. Needless to say, I didn't have to patience for his stalling anymore, and took used my grip on his head to shove his face straight between the horse's cheeks. I brushed the tail out of the way with my snout, and let it drape over my hand as I held the man there.

It was, by far, the most erotic thing I had ever seen in my life. The man's face was completely covered, pressed flat to the anus of his steed. It was totally humiliating for a race as stuck-up as the humans. I heard a faint slurping sound behind the man's gasps for fresh air, and knew that he had started. The only problem was that I couldn't see any of it. I wanted to watch, with my own eyes, the way the man's tongue ran rings across the warm, wrinkled skin, making it slick and reflective. I wanted to see his tongue dive inside, and clean the clenching walls that grasped at him. I wanted him breathe in the rich scents that seeped from the steed. I wanted him to pant and moan while his tongued the hole. I wanted him to feel exactly like that ass, but I couldn't see anything like this. But, perhaps there was something else I could do.

"That's good," I said, pulling his away from the horse and to my chest. "But I want you to know your place."

"My place?" he asked.

"Right, your place. At the bottom," I replied. "Below the bottom."

It was difficult to do with my hands so full, but I managed to prop myself up enough to raise my hips a foot or two off the ground. As soon as I was sure that I wasn't going to fall and crush the thing, I took the man and threw him onto his back under me. I removed my hand and began to lower myself, and as I did I felt his hands reach up to meet my descending ass. He was trying to keep me at bay, but he was nowhere near strong enough to force off my weight. Thankfully, he had enough sense to move his hands away before I finally settled, with his head wedged firmly in my crack.

I experimented a little, pushing my hips left and right and then back and forth, reveling in the way the man's head ground against the grass with me. I felt something soft rubbing against my slit, but it wasn't wet. That wasn't what I wanted.

"I don't feel you licking," I said, and raised my hips an inch so I could drop them back down on him. I felt something slip inside my hole, probably his nose, and clenched myself around it a few times. Nerves were firing that had never been touched before, and it felt amazing. I felt myself jump when I lifted myself up to readjust, my walls grappling to his face under they slipped free. It wasn't until I got my hole back over the man's mouth that I felt something enter me again, and it was indescribable. The soft tongue dragged across my inner walls, leaving warmth inside to drip back out. I felt the man's flat teeth rub against the edges of me as he delved deeper, trying to pierce the deepest reaches of me. My cock jumped every time he touched me, and I was very afraid that I would finish before I'd even started. Then again, if I didn't get everything I wanted this time, perhaps I could keep the human and his steed around for the rest of the spring.

"That's enough," I said, and lifted myself off of the man. I wasn't ready to end the experience yet. There was still one thing left to do. I reached down and pulled the man out from under me, his body drenched in sweat from the stuffy confines of my ass. I took a good look at his face for a moment, and noticed blankness in his eyes. He wasn't going to fight me anymore, no matter what I did. He had given up now. He had probably given up a while ago. "Now, where will I put you while I'm not using you?"

I was sure that I would be using all of my legs to rut with the horse, so I had to pin him with something else. Surely I would crush him if I continued to sit on him while I bounced up and down on him, but perhaps there was somewhere softer for him. Lifting the front of my hips this time, I slipped the man between my legs, letting my sack come to rest across his chest. I had to hold my shaft to the side in order to see him, which gave me another wave of dominating lust. It was intoxicating to be the one in charge.

With the man pinned between my orbs, I could focus on the horse that was going to be servicing me. Still standing with my hand around its barrel, it stood with its tail flagged and its cock fully extended. It was an intelligent animal, to know when things were truly arousing. Maybe it disliked the humans as I did. It didn't want to struggle, either, and let me guide him back towards my member. I backed him all the way up, until my towering erection stood sandwiched by his rump. Bringing my other hand to the bottom of his chest, I lifted with a grunt. The horse whickered and flailed in surprise, but calmed down once I had him firmly hugged to my chest. My muscles straining against the weight of the heavy animal, I rushed to line myself up with him, and then left him fall. There was no resistance upon entering, as the man's rimjob and the horse's own weight made it impossible for the fleshy ring to stay closed. I growled and tried to keep still as the horse's clamping insides slowly dragged over my virgin flesh. It was amazing, unlike anything I could have ever imagined. I suddenly didn't care if I ever got a dragoness in my life. This would more than suffice. The horses whinnied and kicked out as he was spread wide, but did not prove troublesome. A minute later, I felt his sack drape over mine, nearly falling over the man's chest beneath us.

I paused for a moment, panting heavily from the sheer overwhelming pleasure that had just rocketed around my body. I leaned my neck down and rested my head awkwardly over the horse's shoulder, inhaling the strong musk that rouse from the animal and myself. I let my tongue flop out and drag across the hairs, getting a taste of the animal. Its sweat made a sauce that my lust-addled mind loved, but I was sure that it would be completely disgusting outside of this situation. After spending a moment to scrape the loose hairs off my tongue, I shifted my hands down to cup his hips, and lifted. The walls around me closed like a vice, as if they were trying to keep me inside, and caused more fiery passion to rack my body. I wasn't going to last long doing this. I might as well pick up the pace.

When only my head remained inside the horse, I let him drop. It neighed with protest as it slammed against my, and I could see my sack quiver against the man's chest. Using all of my strength, I hauled the horse back up my shaft in half the time it took the first time, and then dropped him again. It was a brutal pace for both of us, but it was going to be worth it at the end. I felt my balls twitch and churn as they prepared to fire they're first shot, and the horse was more than willing to accommodate my release. It clenched and wriggled against me wildly, not to escape I think, but to bring us both pleasure. The horse's impressive member was fully erect, flapping wildly and slapping against his belly with every time he came down.

Finally, after three more cycles, I could take no more pleasure. Instead of letting gravity handle my pleasure, I took a firm grip to move the horse myself, pumping him up and down over my shaft as the floodgates opened. When the time had finally come, I slammed his hips to mine, and released my mating roar to the sky as the first wave splashed deep into his rectum. Six more shots followed it, each one pushing closer and closer to me, until the last one I felt ooze out around my head and drip down my shaft. I watched with exhaustion as the single strands of semen began to drip onto my sack, and then run down onto the man's shoulders. With a wicked grin, I lifted the horse on last time, taking my all the way off my cock and holding him there while my juiced spilled out and onto the pinned human below. By the time my arms were too tired to hold the horse aloft, the man was more white than pink.

With a huff, I set the horse down on its hooves, and then rose to my own feet. I watched the man with a smirk as his sat up on his elbows, and then used the back of his hand to wipe cum from his face and chest. It was far less effective then he would have hoped, and the liquid still stuck firmly to him. It would take a very long time to get all of that off of him, and even longer before the scent faded away. Even the humans, with their terrible sense of smell, would realize that the man had been his mate. It was a thought that brought a new, brilliant idea into my head.

"I've changed my mind," I announced. "I was originally planning to eat you at the end of this little experience, but instead I'm going to let you go. You were going to the town, correct?"

"Yes," the man replied simply.

"Go there, and give the humans there a message from me," I ordered. "Tell them that from now on, every spring they will send me one human and one mount. Tell them that this is my domain, and now I want payment for their use of it."

"I will give them your message," the man replied, and without another word, stood and disappeared through the bush. The horse stood for a moment longer, blinking respectfully at me before following his master to the road. I was left alone in the clearing, my dripping cock finally receding into its sheathe.

"Ear fins?" I asked myself. "Wait until Rosh hears about this!"