Teaching the Young: Part I
#1 of Teaching the Young
This story contains Adult Content involving dragons; if you don't like the idea of that or are under 18, please don't read any further! This is just a short Prelude of what is to come later on, so forgive the shortness of it.. but enjoy!
Teaching the Young: Part I
Twenty years had passed for the young twins, growing up and being taught by their parents what it was to be a dragon. To breathe fire and smoke, to fly through the air, to catch game on the wing or stalk it through the forests. They were taught to swim with wings and tails, to catch the fish, and talk with the Merfolk of the sea. They befriended flighty fairies and would gallop with centaurs. The hatchlings were taught to sing and to play and taught magical things that they might employ... and most importantly they were taught to try to avoid troubling the species of man.
The two twins, one a boy and one a girl, were both dragons with silvery scales and golden eyes that twinkled with the light of starlight upon the sky of a new moon. Their mischief was well known to their parents and their friends and pranks they would love to employ. Why they even turned Etherberts cat into a pink spotted hippopotamus with a bad case of overbite one day... What a sight that was! Oh and one can't forget that incident with the magical balloons that were filled with mushroom spores... They caused half a village of elves to be seeing colors and have a day of simply sitting and staring out into the nothingness of enjoyment (Not that elves didn't do that already, mind you!). They were truly the troublemaking sorts of dragons... Their parents though still loved them, and so did their friends.
Now it's about this time, with them being twenty years of age, that dragons of their sort started being partway into that confusing time of life called "puberty" by some, which is perhaps even more confusing when you're a fifteen foot long lizard with your tail two times as long as everything else and one right foot bigger than the left. No one should be forced to go into puberty, but yet everyone must. Dragons are little different on this fact, though it's when their natural instincts start to take even more hold. The two twins were definitely awkward too, even their pranks were becoming more awkward as they took a habit to summoning cloth eating moths to eat the cloths of visiting elves and fairies and enjoyed soaking down some of their fellow dragons in assaults with viciously flung gobs of honey. We can suppose it was all in good play but it was a new interest for the twins.
One day off in the forest the two twins were traveling. The boy said to his sister "Sister, do you hear that?" He said, lowering his voice to a whisper as the two crept forward to a clearing. She flicked an ear fin and responded "Yes, I hear it brother... is that... moaning?" She whispered back, the two creeping forward.
Coming to the edge of a clearing they spied ahead a sight that left them both speechless as they crouched in a large bush. There was a large bronze scaled dragon sunning himself on a rock, spread out and enjoying himself, and with a sort of golden shimmering shaft protruding out from between his hind legs. The twins just stared as occasionally the dragon would more a forepaw down and squeeze and stroke the protruding shaft. After a few such pumps he'd let out another soft moan, arching his back against the stone and his wings fluttering a little in his splayed out position. The twins looked to each other and started speaking quietly amongst themselves.
"Look brother, he's been stabbed by something!" The sister said
"No no sister, that's his penis." The brother said.
"It is? How do you know about that?" She questioned him, tilting her head to the side.
"Yes sister, it is... I know because I have one, but mine isn't anything like that." He said in a low whisper, noticing his sister back to staring.
"I... rather like it for some reason... Looking at him, I feel a little funny..." The sister says, looking back to her brother "And I never saw yours..." She says and takes a peak down below him though sees nothing.
"Well, because it's sheathed right now." He says and humphs a little. "And you smell funny." He says as he sniffs the air a bit, looking out at the larger dragon again "He, does look like he is, enjoying himself... I've never tried that though."
The twins continue to look on, the bronze dragon starting to get slightly more vigorous with his gentle stroking of his shaft. Up and down the dragons paw went, working over the curvy member and feeling over a couple of knots... The twins watched for a good ten minutes before the larger dragon finally let out a sharp intake of breath and hissed out, streams of white liquid spurted from the dragon's shaft and up over his belly and chest. The dragon clenched and held on as spurt after spurt came out then slowly abated after a few minutes time. With a smile the bronze dragon seemed to relax and drift off to a slight slumber there, his shaft starting to limp but still hang out over his belly.
The twins looked to each other and the brother spoke "Perhaps we should ask father about it?" He questioned as he whispered to his sister.
"Maybe, but I want a closer look..." She said and moved forward with her own tail lifted, driven by an inner instinct as she moved slowly towards the larger bronze dragon to admire him. Her brother merely watched from behind and tilted his head to the side, sort of admiring the view a bit curiously and wondering what his own odd feelings he was having were. He shrugged it off a bit and just watched his sister move.
The sister dragon slinked quietly forward as if stalking prey, slinking through the grasses of the clearing as she slowly moved toward the large bronze dragon. Her eyes went wider as she admired the glistening and now soaked belly and chest of the dragon though her eyes kept getting drawn towards the dragon's golden shaft. The breeze shifted and moved towards her now and the strong scent of the male hit her as she took in a deep breath. Oh, how her body loved that smell and she quivered getting weak in the knees. Any dragon worth their knowledge of a females scent would know right now she was more than interested in that male, unfortunately for all the dragons around they were either without knowledge or just to passed out to notice.
Slowly the sister moved forward and sniffed down at the base of the tail of the bronze dragon, breathing in deep. The dragoness' own lifted tail betraying now a small trickle of moisture pooling at her own slit and dripping a little. She then stepped back a bit and realized she was quite wet and unsure just why. She sat down and bent her head around to take a moment for grooming. Licking herself with her long and forked tongue a few times to clean the dampness she quivered and purred out at the sensation. Sure, she'd cleaned herself before but never when she was feeling quite like this, and she decide to let her tongue linger a little more over her slit than is usual. A few more testing licks and she found herself moaning a little and closing her eyes, getting lost a moment in the sensations she was causing to herself.
The young dragoness' whimpered a little as she stopped, feeling this sort of burning need growing in her body that she didn't understood. All she started to think was how good her tongue felt to cool it and yet stoke it even hotter at the same time. She knew her brother was nearby but she didn't mind making him wait, she just didn't want to stop... So lick she did, over and over her slit and even dipping inside with that forked tongue. She went in with full gusto nuzzling her snout and her tongue parting to her depths to dive in deep and curl, pulling out her own moisture. After a mere few minutes, but what felt like an eternity to her, the intensity became so much she let out a strong squeal, pushing her snout in as she balled up and quivered on the ground, waves of her own fluids coming out more on her tongue. A few moments passed and she gasped, amazed at the sensation.
For several minutes she simply laid there before uncurling. She looked up and noticed the bronze dragon looking at her with one eye open. He gave a little wink then closed his eyes to rest again, though his shaft was seemingly perkier than before. With staggered steps she headed over towards were her brother was still hiding. "Brother, I'm sorry I took so long... I'm okay and... Oh my!" She said and looked on with a look of great surprise to what she saw.
Her brother evidently had found himself quite interested in the sight and was now lying out on his back and curled up upon himself. His snout clamped down on his own shaft, a silvery sheen coating his shaft while his head bobbed up and down the length of it, his tongue swirling around. His eyes flashed open to see her but he didn't stop, nae he couldn't stop right then, and not a moment later he was treated to his own special treat of himself while his sister watched in shock. Hot streams of his own cum shot forth into his mouth, coating the inside of his snout. He let it taper off soon after and closed his eyes, resting in that pose for a moment before slumping back, panting heavily and looking to his sister.
"I'm, sorry sister... I just, felt this need..." He said, blushing a little purple into his snout.
"It's okay brother... I had a need to..." She said, also blushing. "Perhaps we should go ask our parents about this? It... felt good... but what was it?"
The brother nodded and slowly got to his feet "Yes, I agree sister, I want to know to..." And so the twins got to their feet, stretched their wings and then slinked off into the woods, coming to the edge they launched into the air and flew for the mount in the distance, the place they and their parents called home...
Though they had many questions... things they had yet to have been taught... Puberty raises many questions be it for human or dragon child; here the two twins had started down their own interesting path to adulthood...
~Allon