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Steven opened his eyes and found himself in a strange place. It didn't look like Alexia's home, or anywhere he had ever been for that matter. He was in some kind of strange room decorated with portraits and paintings and hanging ornaments with a large set of wooden double doors in front of him. Strangely enough, he couldn't make out any details to the decorations, no matter how close he looked at them. He could hear voices on the other side of the doors. It sounded like a lot of people on the other side. As he approached the door, it began to open on its own, emitting a bright light from the adjacent room.

The light began to fade as the room came into focus. The room was similarly decorated, but much bigger. On either side of the carpeted walkway were rows and rows of chairs. On his left, the chairs were full of people he recognized. Friends and acquaintances from the city. People from school, teachers he became friends with, members from his immediate and extended family. They all looked at him with smiles and tears. Steven couldn't feel himself walking, but somehow found himself moving forward down walkway.

Looking to his right, the seats were full of a different kind of people. Anthropomorphic animals of all types. Some of which he remembered seeing at that club that Alexia brought him to the previous night. Others he had never seen before, many of a species he couldn't even identify. Some were smiling as well, while the others were a bit difficult to tell what kind of faces they were making.

He kept looking back and forth between the rows of seats as he felt himself continue to move forward. Soon, a realization hit him. This place, while unfamiliar, resembled something like a church. It was strange, he thought. He had never been particularly religious and had only been in a church as a little kid before he could choose otherwise. Why was he here, he asked himself.

He grew closer to what seemed like an alter. He looked towards the front row of seats. On the left, he saw his mother. Tears were in her eyes as she smiled and nodded to him. On his right were Mykell and Lynn, along with another male and female dragon that he didn't recognize. Before him, was a tall figure dressed in white garb that seemed like a wedding gown. Soon he finally stopped moving forward and standing beside the figure dressed in white.

On the alter there was a familiar looking small wooden chest. He recognized it from the first day he stumbled into Alexia's home. He knew inside was a gold jewel encrusted bracelet, and he knew that Alexia had some kind of fixation on it. He looked to his side as the figure clad in white turned to him and lifted it's veil. Alexia's eyes stared back at him. But her gaze seemed different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but a sudden warmth came when her eyes fell upon him.

They looked into each others eyes, the chest opened, revealing the bracelet. It started to hover and shine a brilliant light. As it did, Alexia lowered herself to one knee, bringing her closer to eye level with him. She leaned towards him, and he instinctively leaned towards her. Their eyes closed as their lips met in a warm and gentle kiss. Steven felt her claw softly stroke the side of his face and he felt something grip his left wrist with a locking sound.

Steven opened his eyes and sat up. He was still in bed. It took him a few moments to adjust. He glanced around the room. It was dimly lit by a couple candles, and beside him was Alexia, still fast asleep.

"What a dream," he whispered to himself. He glanced over at Alexia once more. She looked so peaceful while she slept. He took his hand and gently stroked the side of her head. She made an adorable cooing sound and shifted herself, almost seeming to push against his hand unconsciously. For the whole of the week so far, Steven thought she was certainly attractive. However, for the first time, he saw something in her face and form he hadn't before; Beauty.

Steven found himself restless all of a sudden. And hungry. He slowly climbed from the bed, trying not to disturb Alexia, and made his way towards the kitchen. He noticed the room across the hall and peered in. Inside, Mykell and Lynn were in bed together asleep. He noticed that Lynn was sporting some serious morning wood and unconsciously grinding it against Mykell's butt. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, at least until he remembered when he woke up in Lynn's arms that one morning with his back rather damp. He shook his head and kept moving.

Reaching the kitchen, he looked around for anything he could use. Alexia wasn't big on using modern technology for any of her needs. Rather she relied on archaic methods and magic. Thankfully, said archaic methods are what seemed to run the kitchen. He scrounged the fridge (or what seemed like the fridge) and the cabinets and came up with some bread, fairly large eggs, some butter and juice. He couldn't tell what kind of juice it was, but it tasted pretty good. Some old-style flint and steel from the drawer helped get the small fire pit going for cooking.

"Scrambled eggs and toast it is then," he said to himself, making quick work of the prep and had the eggs beat and cooking. He loaded up the pan with quite a lot of eggs. He figured he'd cook for everyone. It seemed like a nice thing to do. He wasn't much of a cook, but hoped everyone would at least appreciate the gesture.

The eggs began to sizzle, and so did Steven's thoughts. That dream hit a chord with him in a way. For the first few days of his 'stay', he felt a bit like a well-treated pleasure toy. Though he found little to complain about. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it. However, as the days went on, the way he viewed everything seemed to change. He really enjoyed Alexia's company along with her siblings. He enjoyed it quite a bit to the point where he was starting to admit to himself that he had a significant crush on Alexia. He wondered if maybe this was her plan all along. That she wasn't keeping him here to earn her trust, but maybe trying to make him not want to leave. If that was the case; why would she do that? He thought and thought for a while, but couldn't find an answer to settle with.

"You know it's not healthy to be lost in thought while trying to cook," He heard Alexia say behind him. Steven snapped out of his daze and glanced at her. His eyes met hers, and he found it difficult to look away. He really enjoyed just looking at her. Her eyes, her body, her hair. He found her just so entrancing all of a sudden, "Your eggs are burning, pet."

"Aw hell!" he exclaimed, scrambling to remove what once resembled scrambled eggs from the fire. Alexia couldn't help but laugh and give him a rub on top of his head.

"Were you trying to make me breakfast in bed?"

"Something like that. I figured since I was the first one up, I'd cook up something for everyone."

"You looked pretty deep in thought just now. Didn't think one could be so wrapped up in your own mind that you can't smell something burning. What's bothering you?"

Steven struggled to find the words to explain. The dream from the previous night still lingered in his mind.

"Just a weird dream," he replied flatly, "guess I'm just not fully awake yet."

Alexia could see it in his face. Something was eating away at him, but she didn't want to press the issue. She couldn't help but wonder, though. Could he be catching on to her real intentions? Or maybe it was something else.

"It's OK sweety," She said, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek, "How about you let me take care of breakfast."

Steven nodded and sat himself down at the table. Alexia started on something that smelled a lot better than what he tried to cook up, which was probably for the best. After several minutes, Mykell and Lynn strolled into the kitchen and sat down as Alexia began to serve the food and seat herself.

"So Mykell," Alexia said, "do you remember what we talked about after getting home last night, or did you drink one too many?"

"No," He said with a laugh, "I remember. And Lynn and I think you're right."

"Right about what?" Steven asked, looking a bit confused.

"We decided," Lynn started, "that Myke and I are going to permanently move in here. Myke is going to work on building a living space for both of us down by the underground lake. That way, we can both move in with our mates and have plenty of room."

"You're gonna build an apartment down there?"

"Yeah," Mykell said as he chowed down on the breakfast, "My tiger, Rawz, Myself, and you are gonna put something together for all of us. Won't be anything extravagant, but it will at least look nice and work out for us."

"Me?!" Steven exclaimed and almost spilling his drink, "I mean, I have some minor carpentry skills, but I don't think I'm qualified to build anything that big."

"Don't worry about that!" Mykell Laughed, "Rawz and I will handle the heavy lifting. There's plenty of small things you can easily handle that will make the project go by nice and quick."

"It will be something useful to keep you occupied while I'm out," Alexia stated. Steven looked really surprised.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I have some personal things to discuss with our parents. I'll be back late tonight, though."

"Oh!" Lynn piped in excitedly, "That reminds me! I'm gonna be going out, too! Since this apartment thing is for all of us, I'm going to bring my girlfriend over as well tomorrow morning."

"That shark girl you've been seeing lately?" Mykell asked with a smirk, "If her libido is anything like yours, I think she'll fit in nicely."

Everyone let out a hearty chuckle at the table. The rest of the morning was spent enjoying breakfast. Alexia and Lynn both said goodbye and made their way out, leaving Mykell and Steven together by the underground lake. Mykell spent several minutes scouting a good area to start building with Steven right behind him. He settled onto an area off in the corner by the stone wall and close to the waters edge.

"This should be a good spot," Mykell said, "Rawz should be here soon with the materials and tools we need."

"How are we gonna get everything in here?" Steven asked, "There's only water access to the outside and getting the stuff down the stairs will take most of the day."

"That's where this comes in."

Mykell took out a small stick of chalk from his pocket. He drew a large circle into the stone floor and stood back. It took several minutes, but soon something started to happen. The chalk line began to glow and emit a low hum that grew louder and louder. In a flash, the empty space within the circle was then filled with all sorts of stuff. Boards, lumber, tools and such.

"What the hell was that?" Steven asked in awe.

"Something Alexia gave me. It's sort of a short-ranged teleportation ring. Great for moving stuff in a flash."

"Heyooo!" came a voice from the stairs. From the entrance came a bipedal tiger. He had blue eyes, blond hair, a well toned body and wearing what looked like army fatigues. Mykell trotted over and embraced him with a kiss.

"Sweety," Mykell said, bringing him over to Steven, "this is Steven, Alexia's 'pet' for the week. He's gonna help us with anything he can for getting this place built."

"Sounds cool. Then let's get going."

The three of them started getting to work. Mykell and Rawz's strength made moving the heavy stuff pretty easy. Steven took on the task of putting in screws to the framework while Mykell propped up the wood while Rawz kept a steady stream of materials flowing to the two of them. A few hours had passed and the framework was just about fully up. After a couple more hours, Rawz and Steven had the drywall in place while Mykell installed the main door. Soon enough, the structure itself was finished. Nothing overly special, and only had a few rooms, but it was more than livable. All it lacked was some aesthetic touches, some rug and personal items. Mykell took the extra time to put in a pair of beds in the separate rooms that he and Lynn would sleep in.

"I think that's good for the day." Rawz said, laying some tools to the ground, "I think everything else you and the girls can take care of yourself."

"How about you work on a bit of painting," Mykell said to Steven and handing him a bucket, "We'll be back in a bit."

"Alright I guess," Steven said. He started rolling some paint onto the walls as he watched them kiss again and make their way upstairs. Steven spent about a half hour painting the exterior walls before deciding to take a quick break. Perhaps a quick run upstairs would be in order to get some food. He realized he hadn't eaten since this morning.

Heading upstairs towards the kitchen, he could make out noises coming from the guest bedroom. As he got closer, he could make out the sound of moaning. He knew what those two were doing. Out of curiosity, he decided to quietly stroll by the room. He found the door partially open, just enough to look in and see the bed.

Mykell was on his back with Rawz on top of him. They were in a hardcore make-out session while their stiff cocks ground against each other. A moment later, Rawz shifted himself back and lined up his member with Mykell's tailhole and slowly pushed forward, impaling the groaning dragon on his shaft. His legs lifted up and spread as wide as he could. Rawz's hips started to quickly piston, driving his dick in and out of Mykell's rump.

Steven was rather entranced. He felt himself becoming somewhat aroused at the sight. He never thought he'd find himself peeping in on two guys going at it. While the tiger was certainly attractive, watching the dragon's naked and gyrating body really turned him on. He lost track of how long he had been watching. Their moans grew louder until with a final slam into Mykell's hips, the tiger reached his climax. The two of them embraced as his cock was milked of every drop of seed it could produce before Rawz collapsed into Mykell's arms. They held each other tightly for quite a while.

The only thing that tore Steven from the concluding show was his growling stomach. He shook his head a bit and started to make his way to the kitchen. Still within the room, the tiger and dragon still embraced, recovering. Mykell opened his eyes, looking towards the slightly opened door, and gave a sly and knowing smile.

Steven moved briskly to to the kitchen and threw together a sandwich from leftovers. Just as he sat down to eat, Mykell and Rawz came into the kitchen and followed suit. Both of them had a quite obvious afterglow following their time together in bed. Steven feigned not noticing, but unbeknownst to him, Mykell was quite aware of his audience. Not to let an awkward silence form, Steven decided to speak up.

"How long have you two been together?" He asked, just making idle conversation.

"About two years now," Rawz replied, "I was home on leave and met in the club not far from here."

"You're in the military? How?"

"Most anthros like us have some way to maintain a human appearance," Mykell piped in, "Some species, like us dragons, can do it naturally. Others, however, need some kind of charm to do it."

Rawz pulled out a pair of dog tags he wore, "Got these from my father. Had them with me during basic and put them with my normal tags I received."

"Rawz isn't around often cause of the military," Mykell said, "We spend anytime we can together. He took a day off for leave to help us out today."

"Well, not a whole day. Gonna have to leave the prettying up of the place to you. I gotta get the truck and myself back to base."

Mykell nodded and gave Rawz a kiss and a quick slap on the butt. Grinning, Rawz made his way out of Alexia's home. Steven followed Mykell back to the lake so he could use that chalk again and the unneeded tools to the surface. Afterward, the two of them walked the inside of the apartment to toss some ideas around for aesthetics.

"Just a little more paint," Mykell said, "and to get some power down here."

"Power?" Steven asked, "There's no power lines for miles. How you gonna get electricity down here?"

"With these!" Mykell went to a large duffel bag off near the wall. He pulled out this basketball-sized object. It was semi-transparent tinted a yellowish orange. It was shaped somewhat like an egg with what looked like a carved rock base for a stand. On its side, there was what looked like some kind of custom fitted electronic parts. Circuit board, some wires, and a standard power outlet, "These are solar stones. Alexia gave me a few of these. Did some research, hacked some electronics together, and I got a power source. Charges in the sunlight in an hour, and doesn't need to be recharged for a week. Puts out enough juice to run just about anything I want."

"Damn," Steven said in awe. He was just as much a sucker for electronics and gadgets as it sounded like Mykell was. Guess they had quite a bit more in common than he thought. He thought about asking if he could have one for when the week ended and he would be released from Alexia's 'petship', but he couldn't bring himself to ask for some reason.

"So did you enjoy watching Rawz and I in the bedroom earlier?"

The sudden and abrupt question caught Steven off guard. He was at a complete loss for words, let alone an explanation. He stammered and struggled to find something to say to explain himself. Meanwhile, Mykell burst into laughter.

"I'm not mad," Mykell said, trying hard to talk through the laughter, "if that's what you're thinking. I'd be lying if I didn't have a bit of exhibitionist in me. To be honest, I didn't think you were into males."

"Well, I didn't either. I mean, well, Rawz was pretty good looking, and I know that Lynn isn't exactly a girl. But, well, damn I don't even know what I'm trying to say."

Steven buried his face in his hands. Not sad, but frustrated. It was difficult to admit his own attractions despite being among such sexually open individuals. What felt an eternity, Steven felt a claw under his chin and lifting his head. His gaze rose up to meet Mykell's, who had a very empathetic look in his eyes.

"It's OK," he said, his claw sliding up and gently stroking his face, "I don't blame you for your trepidation. I think five days isn't really enough to get someone fully used to such a wildly different lifestyle."

"I know," he replied, "I just... Well, to be honest, I've been wanting to get used to it."

"Is that so? Maybe there's hope for you yet."

"What do you mean?"

"Just be patient. You'll find out soon enough. Besides, Alexia would kill me if I said anything else. Just keep doing what you're doing and things will begin to make sense soon enough."

Steven felt as if a haze in his mind was starting to dissipate. Something had been bugging him for the past couple days about this situation. That things weren't what they seemed and that something else was at play here. He smiled a bit at the knowledge that at least that much was correct. But the big question remained; Why?

Steven's train of thought was disrupted by Mykell placing his claw on his thigh. He looked down at it. He expected to feel uncomfortable, but, strangely, he didn't. He felt rather turned on, which was exasperated by Mykell's slow and soft rubbing. He looked up at him once more, and the look in his eyes was different.

"I've been thinking," Mykell said, "I know you enjoyed watching Rawz and myself earlier. I also know that you're a bit hesitant to move forward on your own. So my question is: If I were to offer you a chance to 'experiment' with another male, would you accept? If not, then that's fine. I only ask because I don't think you'd bring yourself to ask yourself."

Steven was again lost for a reply. He looked down once again at Mykell's claw. It continued to rub and caress his thigh. He couldn't help but be turned on. He could feel himself growing aroused. He placed his hand gently on top of his claw and slowly rubbed it. Feeling the scales on the back of his wrist and the claws on the tips of his fingers. He looked back up, still unable to find words, but not needing any. All he did was nod.

Mykell smiled warmly and brought his claw to Steven's back and leaned towards his face, giving his a slow lick to his cheek, "Follow me," he sensually whispered into his ear.

The two of them stood up. Mykell took Steven by the hand and led him out of the kitchen. They went back to the stairs and towards the underground lake once more and into the new structure they had put together earlier. The came into what will be Mykell's room and stood before each other.

Steven took a moment to look over Mykell's body. He wasn't very muscular, but well toned. He looked like what he'd imagine was an average build for someone like him. He wore nothing for a shirt all day, but had a pair of loose fitting denim jean shorts. His tail swished back and forth slowly, almost like a cats would. Steven couldn't help but drink up the male dragon's looks with his eyes. Mykell smiled and slowly undid his shorts. Leaving them on, he gave Steven a rather lust-filled look.

"I think you know what to do from here," he said in an enchantingly sultry tone. Steven hesitated for a second, summoned enough courage to move forward. He slowly reached out his hand and placed it on the dragon's abdomen. The scales on his belly were pronounced, but surprisingly soft. Soon, both his hands wandered his chest, feeling every curve and muscle. He felt Mykell's claw softly rub the top of his head. He glanced up, looking into the dragon's eyes. Mykell nodded, silently telling him what to do next. Steven's gaze then fell to his partially undone shorts.

Steven's hands moved to Mykell's groin. He took hold of the shorts and slowly pulled downward while dropping to his knees, easily slipping them off. Mykell kicked the garments aside as Steven looked up and was greeted with what looked like a black thong containing an impressively sized package. Steven stared in awe at the size for a moment before slowly bringing his hands to it, rubbing and caressing the dragon's sheath through the smooth fabric. He could feel the sheath twitch in excitement as Mykell purred happily above him.

Steven wasted no time in taking the thong into his hands and slipping them off as well. After throwing them to the side, he looked at that wonderful sheath. His balls were quite large relative to his size, though not quite as big as Lynn. The tip of Mykell's crimson colored cock slightly peaked through the tip of the sheath.

"Oh wow," was all Steven could manage to say. He reached out and cupped those balls in his hand, gently rubbing and squeezing them. A bit more of Mykell's dragonhood pushed up, the head now fully protruding.

"That'sssss it," Mykell groaned, his claw rubbing at Steven's head a bit more forcefully.

Steven began to work the sheath and balls with both hands. Each caress, rub and squeeze causing Mykell's cock to grow and harden more. He moved closer to his groin. His nostrils were filled with the male dragon's scent, which made him even more horny. Without thinking, Steven leaned in and ran his tongue from the bottom of the sheath up to the tip of the hardening flesh.

Mykell growled lustfully, the feeling causing his cock to quickly grow to full length and hardness. He moved back and sat upon the bed, his legs slightly spread and proudly showing his throbbing flesh. Steven moved forward and was taken into the dragon's arms. As his hands began to rub and stroke Mykell's cock, claws were wandering his own body and making short work of removing his clothes. Soon both were stripped naked. Steven's cock was dwarfed by Mykell's, but no less hard and throbbing.

Steven hands continued to rub up and down Mykell's dragonhood, feeling every contour and stiff vein. He ran his fingers along the cock slit, pushing at it gently. He gasped and froze as the slit seemed to stretch open, as if it were like rubber, and allow his finger to penetrate it up to his middle knuckle. Mykell gave a chuckle between his light moans.

"Surprised?" He asked with a smile.

"Is that...Normal?" Steven asked, strangely puzzled and turned on.

"It is for me. Something of a gift from a close friend's sister, and it's led to a few kinky situations."

"How much can it stretch?"

"Don't know what my limit is honestly, but I've taken some sizable things and people into it."

"People?!"

Mykell laughed once again. He placed his fingertip onto the slit and began pushing down. Steven watched in awe as not only the slit began to grow wider, but his whole cock and sheath began to slowly swell in size. He kept pushing until his hand was completely enveloped to the wrist, followed by his forearm to the elbow. His cock was now almost twice its normal size with no sign of discomfort or pain from him. He slowly retracted his limb, leaving it coated in a thick layer of pre. His member and sheath remained it's enlarged size for a moment before slowly shrinking back to its normal, albeit large, size.

"I told my friend, Sedrin, a close dragon friend of mine, about what had happened between me and his sister. I described our encounter in as much detail as I could, and both of us became pretty horny. He was giving me a blowjob and I was just leaning back and enjoying every second of it. He realized my 'gift' before I did and decided to experiment with it. Long story short, he managed to fit his entire body into my dick. I watched his form through the flesh slide deeper and felt him slip into my sac. That alone made me orgasm."

It was all so strange, so weird and so wrong. Though for some reason, Steven was even more turned on than before. He had seen some strange things over the week, but this topped them all. He continued to play with the slit for a minute, his mind flooding with mental images of what Mykell had just described.

"Hmmm," Mykell pondered, "That gives me an idea."

Steven's gaze snapped up to Mykell, "You're not gonna..."

Mykell laughed once again and rubbed Steven's head, "No, no. I'll leave that up to you when you think you might be ready for it. No, I had something else in mind. Climb up here with me."

Mykell shifted himself back on the bed and laid down flat on his back. Steven complied and climbed up as well. Mykell took the human into his claws and lifted him up and placed him seated down on his abdomen facing away from him. Both of their cocks throbbed, tip to tip. Steven could feel Mykell purr under him.

"I think you know what to do," he cooed.

Steven looked down at the dragon's crimson shaft. He took it with both hands and pressed his own cock to it's tip. He watched in amazement as the slit opened wider and wider until the head of his cock slipped in. Mykell groaned and writhed under him. His clawed hands gripped Steven's waist as he pushed his hips upward, causing more of Steven's cock to be swallowed by his growing member.

"Oh damn..!" Steven moaned. He could feel Mykell's cock grow in his hands to the point where he could barely hold it. The feeling was amazing. Each throb of Mykell's member passed into Steven's loins, evoking gasps and groans of pleasure. Without thinking, he held onto the massive rod tight and thrust forward, burying the rest of his cock into the slit.

"Mmmmm," Mykell growled lustfully, "There ya go, boy. Keep going, fuck my cock."

Steven wasn't used to dirty talk, but quickly found it to be quite a turn on. He wasted no time in working his hips into a rhythm, pumping his cock in and out of Mykell's. He leaned forward, placing his hands onto the dragon's thighs and lifting himself off of his abdomen, allowing him to thrust faster and harder.

Mykell was enthralled by the feeling this was giving him. He wondered why he hadn't thought of doing it before, but smiled at the thought of doing it again in the future. He looked forward at Steven's body, working his massive member. He grinned as another thought came to him. He took his index claw into his mouth, slathering it with saliva, making it nice and slick. He inched it towards Steven's rear before taking his other claw and with his finger and thumb, spreading his cheeks apart and exposing his pucker. Without hesitation, he pressed his slick finger to Steven's ass and pushed forward.

Steven's eyes went wide at the sudden intrusion. It was painful, but not a kind of pain he had experienced before. It was sharp and brief, but slowly subsided. Once he started breathing again, he felt Mykell push more and more of his finger into him. Steven had never even tried to take anything into him, toy or otherwise. He was certainly surprised by how much of Mykell's finger could fit into him. There was still a dull pain, but it was overridden by an intense tingling in his groin. Mixed with his thrusts, it was just enough to push him over the edge. He held onto the dragon's cock firmly and thrust once more as his climax hit. Looking down, he watched as each spurt caused Mykell's cock and sheath to grow a little bit more. He paused for a few moments, panting heavily. Mykell licked his lips and worked his finger a little bit more, flexing it within Steven's tight hole, making him groan.

"Oh we're not done quite yet, cutie." He growled slyly.

Steven wanted to say something. He felt drained, but somehow, the finger buried in his ass worked him up more and more. He could feel his cock go from semi-flaccid to erect and throbbing once again. Once it did, he felt Mykell withdraw his finger from him and his claws taking hold of his sides, flipping him onto the bed on his back. Mykell climbed on top of him and stared down. His balls rested on his chest and his cock dripped pre onto his face. The dragon straddle him, positioning himself over Steven's hips. His claw lightly pressed against the side of his slick cock and guided it to his tailhole before pressing his hips down. Steven watched as his cock was swallowed up by Mykell's rear and groaned loudly. Just like Alexia, Mykell felt uncharacteristically tight for his difference in size.

"Oh god..." Steven moaned, "How are you and your sisters so tight for me."

"Cause we just don't wanna let you go." Mykell teased. He ground his hips into Steven's for a few moments, making the human squirm underneath him. Soon he began to light bounce, riding his cock nice and hard. Steven rested his hands onto Mykell's hips, thrusting as much as he could in time with his dragon rider. Each bounce caused more pre to fall from Mykell's cock-tip and onto either the bed or Steven's face. Surprisingly, it had a rather sweet taste to it.

Mykell growled and groaned in pleasure as he rode the smaller human. He could see why Alexia has such a thing for them, especially this one. The difference in size was a massive turn-on, and he wasn't afraid of experiencing new things. An idea hit him once again. What better to go with a good fuck than a good show to go with it, he thought.

Steven never thought he'd be in this position. On his back being ridden by a male. It felt much different than being with Alexia, or Lynn for that matter despite her being a male with a woman's body. He panted hard as Mykell's tailhole worked up and down his cock, but what happened next caught him off guard and made him even more worked up. He glanced up as Mykell leaned forward. His long neck bent downward and he pressed his lips to the tip of his own cock. He flicked at the tip with his tongue a few times before wrapping his mouth around and swallowing his entire thick length and sucked on it vigorously.

"Oh wow," he muttered in awe. The scene of Mykell sucking his own cock while riding him was making his cock even more painfully hard than it already was. It throbbed in Mykell's ass, begging for climax.

Mykell glanced up and winked at him before returning his attention to his cock. His snout slid up and down the thick shaft, slurping and suckling noises echoing throughout the room. He picked his head up, keeping his lips wrapped around the tip, and grinned. Steven looked at the shaft and was greeted with what looked like Mykell's tongue reaching inside the flesh, pressing outward and creating a tongue shaped bulge in different sides of his member.

"Damn man," he groaned, "You sure know how to put on a show."

Mykell lifted his lips off his cock momentarily, "Nothing wrong with being a bit of an exhibitionist," he purred before working his snout back onto his cock.

They went at it for quite a while. Mykell was surprised by how much stamina the human had. He was getting close to climax and he could tell Steven was very close himself. A few minutes later, he his body tense up. Steven began thrusting as hard and fast as he could. After a few more moments, he slammed his hips upward as he climaxed again, spraying a surprisingly amount of cum into Mykell's ass. He could feel each jet within his rear and let out a muffled moan from his full mouth. Steven slumped back, breathing heavily and exhausted. Mykell slipped his cock from his mouth one more time with a grin.

"My turn..." he stated. He lifted himself off of Steven's cock and angled his body forward. His claw gripped his cock tight and began to stroke hard. It wasn't long until Mykell groaned as his own orgasm hit hard. Almost like a fire-hose, his member jetted forth a high pressure stream of cum. It hit Steven's chest and splattered all over the bed and floor. Steven closed his eyes and gasped as he was hit by several powerful and plentiful spurts of dragon cum. In no time at all, his upper body was completely drenched in the sweet and sticky fluid. It was amazingly thick and covered most of his body, almost covering every inch of his upper body.

The stuff was very thick. His face was completely covered. After a moment, he felt Mykell's tongue begin to slowly lap at his face, thoroughly cleaning him. He was able to finally open his eyes and look around. A lot of the bed was covered in seed, as was the floor and spots even hung from the ceiling. He looked at Mykell, who was also glancing around at the aftermath. He was also blushing a little bit, his red face turning a slightly pinkish hue.

"Been a while since I've shot like that," he said with a slight chuckle, "Alexia's gonna have my ass if I don't clean this up before she gets home."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Steven retorted with a smile of his own. Both of them laughed together. Mykell slumped next to Steven and pulled him close for a hug, getting some of his own cum all over himself in the process. He didn't seem to care, however. Steven didn't even mind being covered in the stuff. It was actually quite hot, literally and metaphorically speaking.

They cuddled for several minutes, holding onto each other firmly. Eventually they both got up and started the daunting task of cleaning up, which took almost an hour, before retiring back to the lake to clean themselves. They sat next to each other in the water, soaking in before scrubbing each other clean.

"With all the baths you dragons take in here," Steven began to ask, "how does this lake stay clean? I'm surprised it hasn't become a lake of cum."

"Magic," Mykell replied plainly.

"Seriously?"

"I have no idea. You have a better guess?"

"Not really."

Both of them laughed together for a minute before being interrupted by the sound of clawed feet walking up to the water's edge.

"And what have you boys been up to in my absence?" Came a familiar and playfully accusing voice. Mykell and Steven glanced up to see Alexia. She was wearing somewhat normal clothes, at least for her. A white t-shirt that struggled to contain her cleavage and some tight fitting jean pants. Probably what she went out in.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Mykell claimed with a smirk.

"You've always sucked at lying, Myke," She said smiling back before turning her attention to Steven with a more serious expression, "And you are just full of surprises, my pet. Never thought you'd be messing around with another guy."

Steven felt she was just kidding around, but he wasn't quite sure. She had a surprisingly good poker face, "Are you...Upset with me?" He asked in trepidation.

"Come with me. Both of you..."

She pointed towards the stairs, her face seemed a little angry now. Both of them pulled themselves from the water and quickly dried off. Steven threw on some clothes while Mykell remained nude, the smile never leaving his face as they walked towards the stairs. Steven, on the other hand, was somewhat worried. He was so caught up in his thoughts of what was going to happen that he was once again caught off guard by Mykell giving his butt a playful squeeze.

"Don't sweat it, man" he whispered plainly.

"What do you mean?" Steven asked, still worried, "What's gonna happen?"

"If she's mad at anything, it's because she couldn't watch us. Which is probably what we're going to fix right now. Hope you're rested up for another round."

The three of them made their way to Alexia's room. She walked in first and motioned to them, "Get in and get out of your clothes," She ordered, "Right NOW."

Both of them complied and began to strip. Steven had a new worry on his mind. After all the stuff they did earlier, he didn't know if he had enough energy left to put on a show for his mistress. He dreaded the idea of disappointing her for some reason. He had a good idea that she wouldn't punish him harshly. That much he was confident about, but something else nagged at his mind. He didn't like the thought of making her unhappy.

"I don't know how much more I got left in me," Steven whispered to Mykell, "I really don't want to, ya know, make her upset."

"I told you," Mykell whispered back with a grin and holding up a bottle of some kind of pinkish liquid.

"What's that?"

"Something I acquired a while ago. Just remembered I let Alexia borrow it."

"Some kinda aphrodisiac?"

"Let's just say it's a lube that lets large things slip into very tight places."

Steven thought for a moment before going wide eyed. He knew what was in store for him. Taking Mykell's clawed finger up his ass was hard enough. The dragon's cock was as big as his forearm, if not bigger.

"H...How?" Was all he could manage to say. Mykell glanced at Alexia and both of them looked back at him with a very toothy grin.

"Magic." Was all he said as Alexia shut the door.