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This story is the second part of a series. Please read the first part, as it will make a lot more sense that way :)

This story contains copious amounts of gay feral dragon on dragon sex with a human thrown in for good measure.

Thanks to Torben, Meheggs, Lost Soul and a few others for giving me great inspiration and guidance :)

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Zaro awoke to the sound of the fire crackling softly, casting its flicking glow across the cave. He felt oddly warm and comfortable, and this reduced his desire to move from his current position. His nose betrayed him, however, wrinkling at the pungent odor that assaulted his senses. Opening his eyes he attempted to focus on the blurry stone walls, moving his hands up to rub his eyes. A slight noise made him look down, and he sighed at the sight of his own body once he realized what had happened. Dried semen clung to his body, baked on as he had been sleeping by the fire. Reaching down he attempted to clean himself off, and found it was rather difficult to do. The substance cracked under his fingers and stuck to his body hair, and there was just so much it would be almost impossible to manage in a short time. Giving up he stood and looked over his body one last time before he stretched his limbs, wondering what the dragons were up to.

The offer from the previous period he had been awake still resonated within his mind. Surely Vel didn't truly believe he would willingly get down and put his face anywhere near... there. He had been captured, brought to this cave, told he would be their pleasure toy, ejaculated on twice and been forced to witness acts of mating between excessively intimidating and powerful feral dragons. That was merely the beginning too; from the sounds of it his 'recompense' would now take him from observer to participant.

"I just want to go home..." he muttered under his breath, that breath suddenly catching as he realized he was no longer alone.

"Home... an interesting thought," echoed the voice of the blue dragon Raith from behind him, having slipped in the room whilst he had been distracted with his thoughts.

"Sorry," Zaro said awkwardly, turning to face the bulky beast, "this constant... stream of craziness is starting to mess around with my head." Raith looked at him and chuckled, walking over and sitting down right in front of the young hunter. As usual, his scales shone brightly even in the less-than-optimal light of the burning flame. Shifting his wings a little, the dragon looked directly into his eyes.

"Do you hate us?" the beast asked suddenly, causing Zaro to look up and stare into those deep, unreadable eyes. He pondered that question for a moment, trying to see if he did feel animosity towards them. Would it be beneficial to admit such a thing?

"No..." he said slowly, considering how to phrase how he did actually feel, "I... always wanted to meet a dragon... or to observe one. I always wanted to know... more... you know? Yet... now that I'm here, I've been threatened with being food, and I'm going to be raped. How should I feel?"

Raith sighed and shook his large head, snorting a ring of smoke. He didn't break eye contact with Zaro, ensuring that he kept his gaze firm and unwavering.

"I can see how that might appear to you," he replied, his voice level and relaxed, "you may have every desire to hate us, and perhaps even rightfully so. I would not know; we are not bound by human ideals of morality and fairness. I can only attempt to understand them, and perhaps soften the harsh divide between yourself and the others. They do not have quite the patience for you right now, but it may surprise you to know that I see something in you, and I am actively attempting to convince them of this." This news seemed to surprise the young hunter, and he looked up with a slightly confused expression.

"What could you possibly see in me?" he retorted, "you pretend like you actually care."

That was enough for Zaro, who found himself blurting out everything he had been feeling over the past day.

"You come in here and try to act like a friend, yet when you're with the others you just... just use me like the rest of them. You're no better than Bronx or Vel or Saar... you just want to have your fun with me and then dispose of me. Why should I carry on like this? Vel wants to kill me, Bronx doesn't care about me, Saar... I have no idea what he wants... and you... you're just trying to make me feel like one of you actually gives a shit..." He began to sob uncontrollably, tears filling his eyes as he spoke. Raith watched him silently, as if weighing his words before forming any kind of response. Zaro held his head in his palms, trying to stop himself from crying as sadness threatened to overcome him.

"I don't... hate you," he sniffed, "you're just dragons... you take what you want without care."

A silence passed between them, only punctuated by small noises from Zaro, before Raith finally made his reply.

"Perhaps I should level with you a little more. Then, if you allow me to explain myself fully, then you are free to hate me all you wish. Will you grant me this, human?" Zaro stopped and looked up, hesitating before giving a curt nod.

Raith shuffled his wings, before settling back to speak.

"I hunted you with the intention of eating you, but I did not wish to ever cause you harm once I learned you were intelligent. The others disagreed, but I convinced them you would be worth keeping alive. So, we couldn't just let you go until Bronx decided you were worth of it. Humans have attacked and killed our kind for centuries, and as such he wished to see if you were unlike the rest.

"In essence, Bronx wanted to know if you would be like the other humans, who murdered his sire and dam. Yes, Bronx lost his entire family at the hands of your kind. But, he did not take his revenge on you; instead he wished to see if you were a worthwhile specimen of your species. Since we have no real way of testing that, we have simply reverted to the oldest method of seeing a person's true self, without any artificial barriers. For dragons, intercourse has been used as a perfectly natural way to establish dominance and order without the need for bloodshed. It is humans who always require blades to cut one another open for land or title. You may see it as foul, but to us it is pleasurable and natural, and the best way to determine if one is worthwhile. Look at yourself now; stripped of all mental and physical barriers... it is here we can see who you truly are. Put simply, we mate for pleasure, but also for power. Stand up to anything Vel throws at you like before, and you will earn his respect. Our respect."

Zaro listened and absorbed all of the information, his eyes watching the dragon as he explained his situation. It was beginning to make more sense now... all that mattered now was whether he was able to accept that as a valid reasoning. He wondered whether he could bring himself to see their point of view... it was certainly alien to him.

"So..." Zaro muttered finally, "I see. That explains a lot... although I'm not sure what to think." Raith puffed a small smoke ring, allowing the human time to think.

"I can't... I can't really stay angry at you, Raith," Zaro admitted with a small chuckle, "so I guess I'll take what you say at your word, and do my best to see to it you and your friends are satisfied." Raith didn't allow his expression to give anything away, but he was pleased inwardly.

"How do you feel about me?" the dragon asked suddenly, catching him off guard.

"You?" Zaro questioned, "in the context you're asking... I don't know." Raith wanted to press the matter, but restrained himself.

"So..." Zaro asked, changing the topic a little, "if it's okay with you, can I ask what you guys have planned for me... sexually?" Raith smirked and his eyes glanced towards the cave entrance, as if checking to see if anyone was there.

"I tell you this as a sign of faith," he whispered, leaning into Zaro's ear, "so try to see it that way. Vel's going to want you to rim him, and rim him well. Try to do it, I've done it to him and he's stunningly delicious. It's not as you would believe, we dragons pride ourselves on hygiene, all you will sample is rich dragon musk." Zaro swallowed nervously, but nodded in acknowledgement.

"Let's see... I believe Bronx told us everything he had planned."

"Don't tell them I said anything," Raith continued to tell the young man in a soft voice, "but I believe Bronx wants to attempt something we tried a while back but never got around to doing. Expect to be ejaculated on even more than you have so far... that's all I can really tell you about it." Zaro blushed at the dragon's direct words, but didn't complain: better that he knew everything that would happen.

"After that, Saar requested to mount you." This made Zaro's eyes open wide.

"What!" he said incredulously, "you mean he wants... to... but... he'll never fit, I'm not a dragon, I just..."

"Don't worry so much," Raith cut in over his complaints, "they would never deliberately injure you, and you'll have all the time in the world to adjust to it slowly."

He opened his mouth to complain some more, but closed it as he realized he didn't really have much of a choice but to follow their plan.

"If you truly object, then voice your concerns to Bronx. I'm sure he will take them into consideration. But I wouldn't... because then he'd simply skip to the final step, your final test." This made Zaro's interest peak once more; he had expected the list to never end.

"A final test?" he asked, "is it... going to be difficult."

"It depends," Raith replied honestly, "whether or not you're willingly eager to do it by that stage will determine how easy it is."

"Willingly eager..." Zaro muttered softly, "I... what makes you so sure I'd want to 'like' having sex with dragons?"

"Because," Raith said with a flick of his powerful tail, "once you overcome your misguided human ideals of 'the right gender' or 'the right species' to mate with, you will come to relinquish your mind to the pleasures of the flesh we can offer you. I can assure you our matings are not always this forced, the others can be such wonderful lovers..." That phrasing surprised the hunter; he hadn't expected to hear these majestic dragons refer to one another as 'wonderful lovers'. He thought it over, still very confused, but certain now in what he had to do.

"Thank you Raith," he said, looking into the blue dragon's eyes with appreciation, "I'll try... not to disappoint you. I can't guarantee anything... I can't say I will be persuaded... but I will try to open my mind from now on, and we will see if your words have weight, or whether I simply cannot be changed in my ways."

Raith smiled and slowly moved back towards the side of the cave, laying down in his usual position and wrapping his tail around his body.

"The others are coming now," he informed Zaro with a nod, "we shall see what happens." With that, he looked to the door as the bodies of the other three dragons made their way back into the chamber, the fire illuminating their variously-colored scales as they took up their positions within the stone-lined room.

It was time.

***

"Human," Bronx growled in his usual low rumble, his tail sweeping the ground stiffly, "am I to understand that you are willing to comply with us now?" Zaro met his gaze with his own low stare and nodded, doing his best to keep a positive outlook on things.

"Yes Sir," he responded with sincerity, hoping to please the dragons with his revised attitude, "I want to... satisfy Vel's request if that is okay?" The black dragon looked up at his name, and a small shine appeared in his eyes.

"You want to bring me pleasure?" the jet-black scaled beast chuckled; "now this is a turn of events. What did you say to him Raith?"

"Just a little encouragement," the blue dragon retorted, "stop complaining and let him do it." Saar chuckled under his breath and Vel shot him a dirty look.

Scales and claws rustled as the black dragon got to his feet, moving towards Zaro with a smile upon his maw. He stopped a few feet from the young hunter and suddenly twitched his nose, looking down irritably.

"You're a mess," he commented dryly, "you're not getting anywhere near me when you've got dry semen all over your body like that."

"You haven't given me the option of a bath," Zaro retorted snappily, before remembering himself and falling silent. Saar chuckled once more and Vel growled at him.

Raising a claw he pointed it at the pure white dragon, snarling, "Do you want me to pound you into the stone?" Saar rolled onto his side, exposing his own rump to his fellow dragon.

"You've pounded me many time and I've enjoyed it," Saar retorted with a sly grin.

"You... you know what I mean," Vel snapped back, lowering his claw. It was the first time Zaro had seen the black dragon get even slightly flustered, and he couldn't help but smile at the dragon's argument.

"Oh," Vel grunted, turning back to Zaro swiftly, "you think that's funny, human?" Zaro's smile quickly vanished as he tried to regain his composure.

"Sorry," he muttered, hoping the dragon wouldn't be angry with him. Suddenly, Vel reached out and picked him up with his powerful claw, and Zaro froze in fear of what might happen to him. He expected to be hurt, or raped, or something nasty, when all of a sudden he was engulfed in a bright blaze of dragon's flames. He was about to cry out in pain when it dawned on him that there was a complete absence of the pain that he usually associated with fire.

"What the..." he breathed softly as the dried spunk that clung to his body was evaporated around him, yet his body remained unscathed. After a few seconds he relaxed his limbs, once he was sure he wasn't going to become charred Zaro. Moments later Vel closed his maw, feeling his body now completely free of all traces of the past day's events.

"Not all dragon's fire is for combat," Bronx explained, "we have two sorts. One is for burning living things, one cannot harm living creatures. We rarely use the first, it takes a lot of energy. Instead, we use our fire to light wood fires, cook food on occasion, remove dirt from our bodies in one simple breath, clean out cave of dust and other annoying things... all in all it is very harmless." Zaro looked at his skin, seeing that not only was he no longer covered in seed, his skin was bright and clean as though he had just had a long bathe in the river.

"Thanks," he said finally, looking up at Vel who snorted and bumped his shoulder dismissively.

Shuffling his wings, Vel replied, "I don't need your thanks, I want your tongue buried halfway up my rear. If you're going to be my bitch I want you clean, that's all." Zaro's cheeks burned from being called such things, but he knew it was true. He was a dragon's bitch, a group of dragons' slut to be used as they saw fit.

"As you say," he responded simply, "so shall we?" Vel chuckled and slowly turned around until he was facing away from the man, bending his front legs so his rear end was raised. With a flick of his large tail the winged reptile lifted it over his back, revealing his tailhole to Zaro for the second time. This time the young hunter did not look away; he stared at it with a new determination and curiosity which he knew he would need to proceed.

This time, his eyes took in every little detail. Where he had previously looked away in disgust, he now looked upon Vel's rump with a fixated attentiveness. The jet-black scales slowly circled a small opening in the beast's flesh, his draconic form presented to the human without any reservations. The dragon's pucker flexed idly, as if awaiting the man's touch before it would reveal its inner secrets. Zaro swallowed nervously; he was intimidated and still a little reluctant to put himself in such a position.

"Come," the dragon ordered, "you're not going to do much good from over there." Zaro nodded and stepped forward, slowly bringing himself within range of the dragon's rump. Up close he could detect a very masculine odor from the dragon, a musk which seemed to permanently encircle his large form. He didn't even know where to begin, his hands awkwardly coming to rest on each side of the beast's opening, touching those pitch-black scales with his nervous digits.

"I haven't done this before," he stated rather foolishly, earning a few small chuckles from the dragons watching.

"We know," Saar snorted, "it makes it all the more entertaining." Zaro blushed, not sure if he was pleased that his inexperience was giving these beasts a laugh. Somewhere inside of him a small spark ignited; his young, competitive nature determined to show these creatures that he wasn't some useless, inexperienced whelp. Yet, the only way he could seemingly impress these dragons would be to go against his own notions of right and wrong. He couldn't really see much except for Vel's bulky rear, but he knew the other dragons were watching, and would be observing his actions. Perhaps he needed to think of things differently. What if he were to consider these beasts at face value: horny creatures looking to have a little fun.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly, causing all four of the reptiles to look at him with inquiring stares.

"What for?" Bronx asked from the edge of the room, his chest rumbling loudly.

"I..." Zaro stumbled over his words, unsure how to phrase them, "I... haven't really been making the most of this opportunity." He paused, the silence hanging around the cave at his words.

"What I mean is, well... I think I can see where you are coming from, and I don't hold any grudge against you. In fact, you have been interesting to be around: I always wanted to study dragons when I was younger, and... well, you've turned out much differently than I had expected. But you're still... very intriguing in your own right, and I'm glad for this chance to learn more about you." The dragons were not sure what to make of his speech, but Vel spoke up in response.

"You're ruining a good rimjob," the dragon snapped, "you want mushy talk? Do it after."

Zaro blushed and nodded, realizing he was still mere inches away from a dragon's anus, and rubbed Vel's rear scales with his fingers. They were warm to the touch, and a little comforting to feel.

"Right," he replied, wondering what had come over him. Was he beginning to like these dragons? They had sort-of raped him, for crying out loud. Yet... it wasn't like he hadn't found it secretly intriguing at the same time. If he had no choice but to submit to them, he might as well attempt to enjoy it. Reverting his attention back to the task at hand he saw Vel look forward once more, awaiting whatever he was going to do to bring him pleasure. Unsure of what to do, he simply moved his head forward until it was hovering above the surface, the smell suddenly catching upon his nose. The young hunter was surprised to find that it was nothing offensive; in fact, the odor was deep and musky, reminding him of the semen he had been smothered in previously.

Remembering that this dragon had probably had many loads buried beneath his tail, Zaro presented the beast's pucker with a small, almost embarrassed kiss. He hadn't really planned it that way, but he kissed the dragon's rump in almost the same fashion he would a woman's lips.

"Well that's interesting," he heard Saar comment from the side, and he tried to ignore it as best he could. Instead of letting up, he gently positioned his fingers against the sides of the fleshy ring, experimentally parting it with light force. He could hear the dragon's approving rumble as he saw the faintest tinges of the reptile's inner flesh, his eyes widening as he saw that there was indeed not a trace of anything unpleasant within.

"Clean..." he breathed, to which Raith chuckled.

"You think we want to get ourselves dirty like that?" the blue dragon asked.

"I suppose not," Zaro muttered in reply, "it was my biggest worry, to be honest." Vel snorted and looked back at him.

"I'm completely clean," he stated flatly, "so get to work. Enough stalling." Nodding, Zaro rubbed his fingers in small circles, captivated by the soft opening flexing from his touch. It briefly crossed his mind that this tailhole may have been filled hundreds of times by the other dragons, and it sent a shudder through his body. Don't think, just do, he told himself. If he couldn't do this, then he wouldn't be able to prove his strength, prove he could handle anything these creatures threw at him.

He leant forward once more, his mouth pressing against the muscular ring, slowly kissing it to acclimatize himself with the contact; it was in his best interest not to rush things.

His tongue finally sought its way between his lips; a small, tentative lick was placed upon the dragon's flesh, right around the outside of the pucker. The taste was neutral, almost like licking marble: it seemed scales were indeed rather flavorless on their own. He hoped the same held true for the rest. Before his mind could overcome his body, he gently eased Vel's tailhole open with his fingertips, his tongue sliding around the edge this time. Vel's lusty growl echoed around the cave as he final felt something worthwhile, Zaro's tongue stimulating the sensitive nerves in his anal entrance. The flavor was now apparent to the human beneath his hind legs, Zaro slowly returning his tongue to his mouth where he could fully comprehend the taste he had just collected. To his relief it was actually not too bad; while he hadn't gone inside, the dragon's flesh was warm and musky, and had an earthy taste which made his mouth tingle. It took him a few moments to realize that he wanted more.

I can't be enjoying this too, he admonished himself, every time I complain about something... it turns out to be false worry. Surely there is something wrong with all this... their cum tasted good, even his damn rear is bearable... perhaps they're right... am I going crazy, or am I actually... starting to like this?

Confused and unsure, Zaro decided that the best way to find out would be to have a go. Fixing his gaze back upon Vel's firm rump, he pressed his fingers into the sides and spread the beast open wide this time. Vel's passage opened before him, revealing the darkness within, tempting him with the strong, masculine scent. Bringing himself as close as possible, Zaro's tongue darted from his mouth and began to lick along the rim of the beast's rear, slowly slipping deeper and deeper until he was finally entering the insides of the dragon's body.

Vel's appreciative grunts were audible as Zaro began to pleasure him, his small-yet-dutiful tongue sliding across the inside of his spread opening. The flavor was tenfold stronger inside; the hot, humid flavor filling his mouth and invading his senses, not allowing him any chance to blank it out in his mind. He was eating out a dragon's tailhole, and by some forsaken means he was coming to like it more and more each second. His fingers pulled Vel open wider still, his tongue attempting to reach the deepest recesses of the male's tunnel, seeking to savor the tastes inside. His taste buds dragging across soft, rippling inner flesh, Zaro found his doubts washing away, able to block out the surrounding dragons until only he and Vel remained. He paused every now and then to place a lusty kiss upon the spread pucker, before delving his invading oral back inside to sample the feral male dragon's rich and captivating zest.

"It's like watching a completely different person," he vaguely heard Saar comment from the sides, his mind too focused upon his bestial pleasuring for it to matter. Somewhere within his mind, Zaro registered the fact that he had given in fairly easily, but he didn't really mind anymore. He knew now that the dragons hadn't lied to him, and he was indeed enjoying it. He pressed his lips up against Vel's scales, trying to get as far inside with his tongue as possible. The feeling of those hot, shifting walls of flesh against his tongue had make Zaro unashamedly aroused, his own erection clear to the other dragons as they observed his eagerness. The rich scent filled his nose, his body responding in kind to the dominance and power that he could feel beneath his fingertips and against his tongue. He licked away happily, coating Vel's passage with his own saliva, slicking it with his attentions. He would satisfy this dragon, to prove he was capable of such things.

He was surprised, however, as Vel suddenly stepped forward, causing Zaro to lose his grip upon the reptile. Looking up, the hunter saw the dragon turn to face him, a smile upon his draconic features. The man was confused and curious, watching as Vel slowly moved back towards the edges of the room, taking up his position once more with the other three.

"Why did you move?" he asked, breathing slowly as his senses returned to him.

"Because I've seen all I need to," came Bronx's surprise response, Zaro turning to face the massive red dragon.

"What do you mean?" he inquired, hoping he hadn't somehow failed their little tests."

Bronx sighed and shook his wings a little, loosening up his muscles, "I mean I've seen all I need to see, you have passed."

Zaro had to pause for a moment to let those words sink in. Passed?

"Wait..." he stumbled over his own words, "you mean... that's it?" His tone was almost dismayed, although a part of him wondered why.

"That's it," Bronx confirmed, "when we started, the idea was to have you willingly submit to us. To do things your pride previously would not allow, and to take a new perspective. I could see then, just from that act alone, that you were not doing it against your will." Zaro blushed, but maintained eye contact, wondering what to make of it. Now that his face was not buried under Vel's rear, the scents and tastes that had overwhelmed his mind were slipping away, and he was beginning to feel twinges of doubt.

"I..." he tried to speak, "I... well... it was good."

"I think I may have been... a bit overcome by Vel's scents..." he attempted to explain, and Vel snorted.

"You're making excuses," the beast accused with a puff of smoke, "what I felt inside my tailhole was not the tongue of a man that did not want to be there." Zaro swallowed; that much was true.

"Human," Bronx interjected, drawing all of their attentions back to him, "you are free to leave now if you wish. Raith will escort you back down to the forest, where you are allowed to continue living your life. I have seen that you are now more aware of the possibilities which can be explored, and I believe you have some value to your society." The dragon's words rung in Zaro's ear, and he all of a sudden felt rather insecure about the entire situation. Was that really it? Were they just going to send him away?

"No."

The four dragons turned to look at him, their expressions borne of surprise at his firm, singular word.

"No," he repeated, trying to figure out what he wanted to say, "I... look, I... well... ah... damn." He sat down against the rock that he had become so familiar with, trying to express himself to the dragons around him. It seemed so abrupt, so absurd... they would simply have him rim Vel and then he was done? From the start he had resisted, but now he could see that these dragons were not the fierce predators he had once only been able to see them as. They hadn't exactly gotten off to the best of starts, but on the whole... he was just... just starting to understand what these reptiles loved so much about their rowdy, raunchy lifestyle.

"Look," he finally managed to reason, "you brought me here against my will and have made me do things that I would never have thought of even considering in an entire lifetime. But I realize now that I cannot deny I enjoyed these things... even if they were forced upon me. You show me these things, try to make me enjoy them, and the when I finally start to, you deny me the ability to continue?" His voice echoed around the cave, the dragons listening with absolute attention to the human.

"If I have my freedom now, supposedly, then I have the right to make requests." He looked over at Raith, and then Bronx, Vel and Saar, scrutinizing them slowly.

"All my life I wanted to meet dragons, and even if you're nothing like what I expected, this is still... still my dream. If you promise me that you will tell me about your history, and give me some information about dragons in general, then I will offer myself to you willingly as a sexual companion."

Those words had a startling effect on the large beasts, who hadn't expected anything like this to come from Zaro's mouth.

"You want to... continue mating with us?" the red dragon inquired, "I was under the impression you were merely following orders for the most part."

"I was, mostly," Zaro admitted, "but I... rather enjoyed the baths, the taste of Vel, the feeling of your scales... As much as I may have denied it, I admit now that I hold some lust for it. I was disgusted, but I can see now that it was not as I thought it was; I want to see everything you can do... for pleasure. This time, however, I want to do it as equals... I know you are powerful, but is there no possibility that we can mutually enjoy one another, instead of being ordered around like a common mule? All I desire is to learn and enjoy what you have to offer."

Bronx pondered that for a moment, having never considered anything of the sort, and he was unable to think of a simple answer.

"As equals..." he rolled around in his maw, tossing up the idea, "I do not know." The bulky dragon slowly got to his feet, looking down at Zaro with a different expression to the one he wore normally.

"Raith," he growled, turning to the blue dragon, "I am not in a mood to make decisions such as this. You brought him here; you decide what you want to do with him. Saar, Vel, come with me. We shall leave these two alone. When you are done here Raith, report to me." The blue-scaled reptile looked surprised, but nodded at the alpha's words. Both dragon and human watched as the other three slowly filed out of the room, leaving them alone together once more.

Zaro slowly sat down against the rock, his gaze slowly turning to Raith as he wondered what exactly he should say in this situation. The dragon sat down also, curling his tail around his legs idly as he too considered the circumstances.

"That was rather surprising," the blue-scaled reptile noted idly, scratching a small line in the stone with a sharp claw. Zaro nodded and turned to look at him, the taste of Vel's flesh still playing upon his tongue.

"I mean it," he spoke softly, trying to make the dragons see just how much he wanted it, "I really want to learn about you guys... any way I can. All my life I wanted to study dragons, and now that I have the chance, I'm willing to follow through. And if it makes you happier I will do anything you want me to, even... mate with you."

Raith chuckled and ruffled his wings lightly, inhaling deeply as he listened to the young man beside him.

"Have you nothing to return to?" he asked in a curious tone, returning the gaze with equal measure, "do you not seek to leave?" Zaro dipped his head awkwardly, and then shook it slowly.

Looking back up, he admitted quietly, "No... I was a simple hunter with dreams to be well-studied, but I have nothing to go back to. The attention I have received from you dragons is more than anyone has ever granted me before." Raith looked away and glanced into the crackling flames, his body remaining stone still as he pondered the situation.

"That does seem a shame," he admitted, flexing his claws, "but if it is indeed the case, then I see no reason why we cannot grant your request."

That made Zaro look up, his eyes filled with hope.

"You... you would have me then? Have me stay?" He was hoping that the dragon would concur, and he did.

"Yes," Raith told him directly, "I will tell Bronx that I wish for you to stay with us. I myself will teach you of our culture, if that is what is required." Zaro beamed, and began to wonder about what would come in his future now that he had a possible chance to experience something new.

"Thank you," he said gratefully, "even if we got off to a bad start, I can see now that it's actually quite fun... if a bit intimidating." Raith chuckled and turned his neck down to face him.

"Intimidating, eh?" the blue beast rumbled with a small smile, "do I scare you, human? Are you still afraid of me?"

Zaro swallowed a little, but shook his head.

"I don't believe you would hurt me," he replied with a dismissive swipe of his hand, "I... know you're not as... threatening as you try to appear. Vel especially." That brought a laugh from Raith, the beast amused by what he was being told.

"I still think you'd make a nice snack," he retorted with a toothy grin, "are you sure you don't believe I won't eat you here and now?" Zaro looked slightly worried for a moment, but felt assured that Raith was bluffing to tease him.

"I hope not," he replied, "you've yet to finish having your way with me yet." The young man realized that he had just talked about having sex with them in a casual manner, and it made him chuckle a little to himself.

"That we have not," the dragon nodded, "are you eager?" That question caught Zaro off guard.

"Eager?" he asked, "to mate? I... dunno." He looked down at the ground, suddenly a little flustered. A silence passed between the two of them, Zaro running his fingers across his own skin. He had been naked for so long it no longer felt strange, especially after his treatment by the horny winged reptiles. He heard Raith shuffle a bit, and looked up to see the large blue face right before his own, staring at him with an intense gaze.

"You've only seen the more over the top side of our intimacy as dragons," Raith spoke in a soft voice, his warm breath rolling over the man's face gently, "while we enjoy it, we do not always act as such. How about, before we return to the others, I show you how it feels to be taken as a lover, not as a toy. If you wish it, I will mate with you right now, as equals like you requested."

This time Zaro was completely unprepared, looking at Raith unsure of how to respond. Up until now he had been the dragon's toy, used for their amusement, but now that he thought about it, they couldn't always do that to each other. There had to be some... some actual sex and intimacy amongst the beasts. Would it truly be a wonderful experience? He hadn't minded being covered in the beast's delicious, heated seed and tasting Vel's body under his tongue, but to go the whole way? Would he lose his virginity... to a dragon? Was it even possible?

"How?" he asked nervously, "surely you wouldn't fit? Why would you do this for me, a human? I could never be as good as a dragon... it can't be possible to..."

He was cut off as he felt the firm blue scales press against his lips, Raith's maw slowly parting as his tongue pressed against the entrance to Zaro's own mouth.

His mind in a spin, the young human found himself unable to resist the dragon's proposition, his mouth melting against the hot, slick organ that probed against his lips. Somewhere, vaguely, he registered in his mind that he was kissing a dragon, but he didn't really care. This was the tipping point for his whole life, and he was no longer going to resist the offers presented to him. His fingers found the dragon's jaw, bracing it lightly as he felt the dragon's tongue slip inside of his mouth. He noticed the taste, a mixture of dragon saliva, but it did not bother him; he simply returned the gesture as his own comparatively smaller tongue pressed back against it as he enjoyed his first proper moment of mutual affection with one of his new dragon partners. Having no experience in this area he simply let the larger creature lead him, Raith seemingly more than happy to explore every inch of his much smaller mouth with that hot, flexible tongue.

Slowly he felt the dragon relinquish the contact and Zaro stepped back, his mouth closing; the taste of Raith's somewhat stronger saliva rich against his taste buds. He licked his lips and looked up at the dragon, who he noticed seemed to be almost visibly smiling.

"That was... enjoyable," Raith told him in a low voice, "I... haven't actually done that before. Dragons maws are not... the best for such things. It is a part of human culture that I have been curious of." Zaro found himself smiling in return, pleased that he hadn't disappointed the oversized reptile.

"I'm glad it was up to a dragon's standard," he replied, "it was good... I certainly didn't expect my first time to be with a dragon."

"So you will mate with me?" Raith asked, a hint of hopefulness in his voice. The young hunter could see more than the dragon thought he was giving away in his words.

"Very direct... perhaps I am not the only eager one here?" Zaro teased lightly, feeling much more comfortable than he had been over the past day of activity. It pleased him when Raith looked down and chuckled softly.

"Perhaps you are not," the beast replied simply, flicking his wing dismissively before turning back to him with a small tilt of his head.

Gazing at him intently, Raith asked, "are you ready? I will take things at your pace, so as not to break my toy before I get to play with it." Zaro stared at him indignantly, and they both laughed. Raith managed to contain himself, and sighed.

"The others will think I have gone soft," he muttered towards the ground, "I know Saar will be pleased, but I will have to deal with the other two."

"What do you mean?" Zaro asked, looking curiously at him.

"Well... I believe Vel likes you... but I just want to make sure that he will accept you as part of our family. In other words, I have to take you off the menu. He was not kidding about eating you... had you pressed further he probably would have had you digesting in his gut by now. He'll come around. Bronx though... he hasn't had good experiences with humans... but I think time with you might convince him otherwise." Raith shook his head, and then looked towards the man he was speaking to. Zaro nodded at what he was hearing, finding it all very important to his future. He believed he could cope with the others if he had to.

"Let's discuss it all later," he responded with a wave of his hand, the cool air running over his naked body, "why don't you warm me up, I'm a little cold."

Raith grinned and stood up, looking down at him with a small sparkle in his eye.

"Now that sounds like an idea. Let's take things slow, otherwise I might hurt you. Unless you like things rough."

"No, no," the young man grinned nervously, "I'll leave the rough stuff to Vel perhaps."

"Fair enough," Raith chuckled, slowly wrapping a claw around his arm and pulling him a little closer, lifting him up by the chest and placing him on his back upon the small rock. It was nice and smooth, despite having been a white mess earlier before Vel had burnt it all off. In the back of his mind, Zaro knew that the rock was likely to become rather messy again, but he wanted to focus his attention on the act of losing his virginity to one of the creatures he had wished to study for the better part of his life... something he would never have believed in his wildest dreams.

Zaro's breathing slowed, his mind fluttering from the intensity of the situation and the rather imposing figure of a hulking male dragon slowly straddling his body. He watched as the large underbelly obscured most of his view, the shiny blue scales mere inches above his chest. He swallowed nervously as he felt the sheer heat radiating from the scaled creature's body, simultaneously comforting and arousing to the young man below.

"Are you comfortable?" he heard Raith ask from above, the dragon looking down at him between his forelegs.

"Yeah," came the reply, "as comfortable as I'm going to be." He heard a small snort, and then tried to look down lower to see what was going to happen. Most of his view and movement was obstructed by the dragon's large belly.

Despite all of his nerves, now that the young hunter had overcome his fear and disgust for the dragon's actions towards him, he was eager to feel what the ancient creatures had to offer him. When he felt the touch of moisture against his inner thigh as Raith tried to get into a suitable position of his own, he smiled and shivered a little in anticipation. That light touch sudden felt a lot more intimidating as he felt the heavy dragon's shaft, now at full erection, bump against his rear. Raith was clearly very well lubricated, a sign of his eagerness to breed the man under him. His draconic shaft radiated a pungent odor of masculinity and lust which was easily detectable even to Zaro's inferior senses. Pre-cum clung to his skin as Raith lined himself up, and his own manhood was standing to attention from the dragon's touch.

"Anytime today?" he asked in playful impatience, rubbing the dragon's soft scales.

"I have not mated one shaped like yourself," Raith replied snappily, "if you annoy me I may simply decide to pin you down and take you like a common female." That shut him up, although he couldn't help but briefly ponder how it would feel to have the big dragon dominate him like that. The though left him with mixed feelings, and he decided to consider it at a later time. The feeling of the blue dragon's pointed tip suddenly touching his virgin pucker suddenly brought the human's thoughts back to where they needed to be. He couldn't even begin to describe how nervous and excited he felt, with the beast's phallus dripping pre-seed onto his opening and the heavy body above, able to tear his virginity away in one simple thrust.

"I am ready," Raith stated simply, "it is up to you now. Do you wish to continue, and to be mated to a dragon, or will you back out?"

Zaro chuckled, despite his anxiety, "I... haven't... ever wanted anything more than this right now. Take me." That was enough for the blue dragon, whose muscles flexed under Zaro's fingertips as he began to slide into the human. It was unlike anything the young hunter could have ever imagined in his wildest ponderings, the feeling of his unclaimed pucker being slowly stretched by the pointed tip of his new lover's humid, slick shaft. He held onto the dragon's underbelly for support as the first two inches of the dragon's massive cock worked their way inside, spurting sticky pre-cum to help lubricate the entry. He was grateful for that, as just the first two inches that were inside of him stretched him open wider than he thought he could take. Suddenly, there was a change in pressure as he felt the first of the dragon's firm ridges slip into him with a loud and fluidic squelch. Zaro gasped and clutched the scales with his fingers, breathing heavily as his rear attempted to accommodate the invading organ.

"Oh... gods..." he breathed, feeling the dragon stop above him as his anal opening clenched and flexed around the beast's steamy length.

"Are you okay?" Raith asked with what sounded like concern in his tone, and Zaro swallowed nervously.

"Yes..." he replied, "it's just... so... so good... and so big!" He felt the dragon's chuckle above him.

"I'll receive that as a compliment," Raith responded, "but I am barely a fifth of the way inside." That made Zaro blink; it already felt like he had half of it inside. Was the dragon really going to be this difficult to take? Still he couldn't back out now... he would look like a true coward, and he wanted nothing more than to show these imposing reptiles that he was just as dedicated as they could be. His muscles relaxing a little more, Zaro tried to loosen himself up.

"Please," he said softly, "keep going. I can take it." Raith paused for a moment, shifting to test his weight inside of the fragile man below, before clutching the stone and tensing his hind legs once more, forcing the stiffness of his breeding organ even further within his claim. The young hunter gasped as his ass was speared upon another few inches of the beast's imposing length, attempting to keep his wits about him as his virginity slipped further and further away from him. Raith did not relent this time, continuing to push while there was still room to fill, sinking just over half of his masculine pride within the shuddering man's bowels.

"Tight..." the blue-scaled male grunted, "but pleasantly so." Zaro managed to find the ability to give a light smile, before he gasped once more as finally, the dragon's second ridge popped inside of him with a messy squelch.

Despite feeling a large quantity of pre-cum begin pressed into his depths, Zaro could not feel any leak out; such was the tightness of their union. His fingers gripped the smooth stone now, trying to maintain his nerves while thinking about what was happening to him. He had over six inches of a dragon's thick, meaty cock inside of him, and he was eager for more. It briefly crossed his mind how he had managed to get to this stage, but he knew that it was a combination of the dragon's persistence and his own hidden desires that had finally been uncovered.

"I... think that's as much as I can take for now," he spoke between gritted teeth, and Raith respectfully eased up. For a moment they remained stationary, human and dragon both enjoying the new sensations they were experiencing. While it hurt a little, Zaro could feel sparks of lust and pleasure from the intimacy and the physical stimulation in the sensitive nerve bundles lining his rear.

Zaro reached up and slowly rubbed the dragon's underbelly scales, admiring the pure physicality the beast possessed. Here was the most fearsome and lethal predator in nature, a born killer and yet somehow, a skilled lover. The absurdity of the situation was not lost upon the human, but as his rectum flexed and gripped at the oversized member, he did not have time to consider it.

"Looks like I shall not be rutting you like I do the others," Raith commented softly, "but I daresay you'll prove an interesting change of pace. How do you feel?"

Zaro wondered how he felt, unsure as to the answer.

"I'm nervous," he admitted, "but I know I want to see this through. I want you to mate with me and not stop until you are finished with me, even if it means taking your seed inside of me. I want to show you that I am worth the effort to keep around."

Raith listened, and smiled, glad that the human was going to be worth investing time into.

"I knew I made the right choice bringing you back," he said, "now let's mate." Zaro swallowed, spreading his legs to give the dragon easier access. Raith took the hint and slowly pulled backwards, tugging the second ridge free from the tight ring holding it in place. As the beast withdrew Zaro felt a little empty, as though a hole had appeared where there should be a hard, warm cock. That feeling only intensified as the first ridge he had taken soon left him as well, until nothing was left inside of his except the very tip of the reptile's pointed maleness. A splash of pre-seed poured from his freshly stretched pucker, running down the stone beneath him. To the dragon, it was an appealing sight. A small gasp of need escaped Zaro's lips involuntarily; he wanted to be filled again, to have that warmth and intimacy returned inside of him. Raith was more than happy to oblige.

With one moderate thrust, Raith's hard cock was pushed back into the man below, spreading him open wider than ever as he sunk down to the second ridge. Zaro moaned unashamedly as his body was stuffed with the dragon's steamy organ, his own erection straining against his stomach as he was filled with the desire to be taken by the dominant male. Raith reversed the action and pulled out a second time, faster in this instance, before thrusting back inside with a lewd, wet sound heard from their bodies. A few more steady thrusts later and they were finally mating, Raith slowly sliding in and out of the male below with deep, yet measured strokes. It was an entirely new sensation for Zaro; never had he imagined what this would feel like, and yet faced with the situation, he found himself gasping involuntarily with the pleasure this dragon was giving him.

"Ohhh..." he moaned, feeling his body reacting to the invading member pleasantly.

His eyes watched those powerful muscles rippling above his relatively trapped body; the way those shiny blue scales shone like sapphires over him. Raith was... impressive, in many ways, and now that Zaro was allowing the dragon to get close to him, he could appreciate the beauty in this male. As the third ridge on the dragon's member began to press against his slowly-loosening rear with each hard thrust, he considered the implications of the act.

I'm really doing this, he thought amusedly, I am having sex with a dragon... and it feels so nice... he's not going to stop... he's going to cum inside of me... I'm going to be ejaculated in by a dragon... a real dragon!

His mind stopped wandering as that third ridge suddenly made a surprise entrance, making Zaro gasp as another inch of thick draconic shaft sunk into his body.

It already felt like the tip of Raith's length was poking him in the stomach, but he grit his teeth and bore the intense filling; he would take everything, or be ripped in half trying.

"Still conscious?" came Raith's large voice from above, pausing his thrusts to check the condition of the fragile human between his legs. Looking up, Zaro nodded faintly.

"Yeah," he managed to reply, blushing a little at the dragon's stare, "I... uh... don't want you to, well, stop." The dragon chuckled, Zaro feeling the rumbling through that steamy organ stuffed inside him.

"I knew you would be more fun once you'd opened up a bit," he said with a sly smile, "although I suppose I should... open you up a bit more." Sighing at the poor attempt at a joke, Zaro's eyes widened as Raith suddenly tugged his cock free, every ridge making Zaro's eyes water on the way out. His pucker gaping from the sudden lack of penis, Raith thrust back in before he could close up, burying those three ridges deep inside his newfound human partner. He had two-third of the massive beast inside of him now; it felt like all he would be able to take at this point. Any more would surely cause him an injury, but the young man felt proud to have been able to give Raith this much depth.

"I want to feel it," he said softly, "don't stop until you have finished with me. I want to know what it feels like to be rutted by a real, live dragon." Raith smiled, looking up at the roof as he felt a surge of emotion for this little human. He only hoped the other three would come to see how good it would be to keep Zaro around.

It wasn't long before the loud sounds of mating echoed through the cave, Raith pulling out and pressing back into Zaro repeatedly. The young man briefly wondered if the other three dragons could hear the noises they were making, but that didn't weigh heavily on his mind as his virginity was stripped from him by that imposing, regal dragonhood that was busy reaming his hole. It was such a stretch; his muscles felt abused as they struggled to widen around the questing member, each splurt of hot pre-cum making the penetration a little easier on him.

Minutes passed in the same blissful pleasure; Raith giving the human below him a good, hard pounding. Zaro's eyes had misted over with lust, his gaze not focused on anything in particular as he tried to cope with the pleasure and strain of the situation. Each time that thick, ridged shaft spread him open his body trembled with the pleasure, but also felt closer and closer to a point where he might inadvertently tear in two.

"I'm getting close," came a sudden growl from above, and Zaro managed to look up at the dragon, knowing that he would soon be receiving another hot flood of draconic cream, but this time inside of him. Briefly it crossed his mind that it might be dangerous; that amount might cause him to rupture internally, but he was still eager to go the whole distance with this dragon. He would return to the other four and make them accept him into their group, no matter what.

Before the dragon's inevitable climax, however, Zaro's mind suddenly noticed a change in the pressure against his rear. Each time the bulky mass of blue scaled beast above him pressed inside of him, he was feeling a tap against his rectum. Unable to look down easily, Zaro tried to figure it out, when he suddenly remembered the dragon's anatomy from earlier on.

The knot! He thought suddenly, his legs tensing up in apprehensive caution. How on earth did I manage to take him... that deep? I can't let him tie with me... it would rip me in half...

Raith, seemingly sensing his worry, moaned between powerful thrusts, "I shall not go that far, little human, relax and let yourself flow into the moment." Still not fully reassured, Zaro did his best to unwind his tense anal muscles, although the dragon's heavy shaft would not be denied. Each deep thrust left both dragon and human sharing a deep, intimate bond through passion.

Zaro could detect a change in the breathing over him; the dragon's grunts of exertion become erratic and rough. It didn't take a genius to realize that the beast was close to his peak, and Zaro would have squeezed his shaft for extra stimulation if it wasn't already stretching his muscles to breaking point. With a light growl Raith bent lower over the human he was so enthusiastically breeding, his scales brushing lightly against Zaro's chest as he worked that meaty member again and again into the pre-cum slicked hole. The dragon gave no verbal warning as he was tipped over the edge, simply digging into the stone with his powerful claws and giving one last forceful thrust, his knot pressing into Zaro's abused pucker but unable to enter due to the size difference. It vaguely crossed the man's mind that he would like to feel that bulge inside of him, once he had loosened up even more with time. His thoughts, however, were halted as Raith's entire body suddenly shuddered, and his cock pulsed mightily.

The first spurt of Raith's fertile semen was forced deep into Zaro's bowels, the massive breeding organ twitching and throbbing with each consecutive ejaculation. The human could do little but hold onto those blue scales for support as he felt rope after sticky rope of thick, pungent sperm being unloaded into his willing body. It was extremely hot, but comforting at the same time; his belly swelling with the sheer quantity that was being pumped again and again into his smaller frame. A moment of worry crossed his mind, wondering if his body would even be able to contain such a volume of warm, gooey dragon cum. For Raith it was bliss, the human's tight anal passage gripping down around him, milking every single pungent splatter of his pearly spunk deep into that fragile body, leaving Zaro a virgin no more. Leaning down, Raith simply braced himself so he didn't collapse his weight onto the male below, his cock still working smaller amounts of his seed into the soft tunnel.

When it was finally over, Zaro's arms fell weakly to his sides, his own erection straining painfully against the dragon's scales. He barely had the energy to finish himself off after such a rutting, and simply acknowledged the fact he would be masturbating to the memory of this encounter for months. He looked down and with wide eyes saw that he had bloated rather impressively; his stomach looked beyond pregnant, swollen and filled to the brim with dragon cum.

I am full of dragon semen...

That very thought made Zaro smile, as he realized he no longer cared, or found it repulsive: he found it wonderful.

"Thank you... Raith," he whispered softly, getting a small rumble of appreciation from above.

"It's so much better... when you cooperate... and enjoy it..." Raith managed to reply, his own breathing relatively heavy.

The two remained where they were for a while, enjoying the fabled afterglow of a powerful and passionate lovemaking, Zaro taking the time to get his wits back about him. After a few minutes of pleasant silence, Raith stood back and pulled his softening cock free from the human's abused hole, the spent shaft slowly retreating back into its vent. Feeling those ridges on the way out made Zaro gasp in a little pain; it was so sensitive now that he knew walking was going to be very, very difficult indeed for the next day.

"Oh gods..." he gasped, the flood of hot dragon cum flowing from his rear making his red and raw hole react a little, both soothing and stimulating at the same time. It was slow, bit his belly began to recede, and soon he looked relatively normal again, Raith watching him with a broad draconic smile as he tried to sit up. Regardless of how much left him, dragon cum now coated every inch of his insides.

"I enjoyed that," Raith said gently, "and you did as well. We shall teach you of dragons, and many other histories of the world. You shall become a fantastic scholar under our guidance, and you will share in our lust." Listening, Zaro nodded, knowing now that he was going to be fine with these dragons... well, Raith at the very least. Vel and Bronx were still rather intimidating, and Saarthal was a bit of a mystery.

"That sounds good," he replied gratefully, his finger gently rubbing his rear, feeling them become sticky with hot semen. Wiping his fingers he tried to stand up, and found himself with wobbly legs, clutching the now cum-stained rock for support. Raith looked a little concerned, but allowed Zaro the space to try and get to his feet, admiring the effort after such a hard mounting.

"Are you sure you're okay?" the dragon inquired, to which Zaro grunted in return.

"I think so," he stated flatly, finding his footing and shuffling slowly over to Raith, who moved in a little and placed a small kiss on his lips.

"Come," the blue-scaled reptile chuckled, "I'll go talk to the others. Lean on my flank for support if you need to." Placing a hand on the dragon's side, Zaro slowly made his way back down into the depths of the massive mountain cave, following along as they slowly walked back to the others. A minute later they emerged into a large room, where the three other dragons were watching from the edges, their eyes focused on the pair and soaking in the details of their encounter. Bronx slowly turned to face them properly, awaiting the report from the blue male.

"I see you have bred our human here," the red dragon spoke in his usual low rumble, "tell us what you have learned, and give me your opinion on his standing with us."

Looking up at Raith, Zaro waited to hear what the dragon would reply. Stepping forward, but allowing Zaro to lean on him still, Raith stretched his wings a little and smiled.

"Zaro here has expressed his desire to remain with us," he responded firmly, "and I believe we should let him. He wishes to learn about the old ways, and of our history and culture, as well as to be educated in many other things. I will do this personally, unless you three wish to help out." Bronx chuckled and Vel gave a small growl.

"You've grown attached to the boy," the black dragon noted, "are you growing soft?" Raith snarled and looked the slightly larger dragon dead in the eyes.

"He is more than capable of being with us; he took me down to the knot, despite his size. He is smart, and I believe we can have a lot of fun with him."

Vel paused, and then looked down at the human who showed a flicker of fear at the black dragon staring him down.

"You took his entire shaft?" Vel asked, curiosity in his tone, to which Zaro nodded nervously. Bronx even looked surprised, scratching the ground with his powerful claws.

"Even I don't always knot easily," piped up Saar, his white wings shining in the low light, "that's an impressive achievement." With all three of the other dragons suitably surprised, Raith took the opportunity to allow Zaro to sit down on a smooth stone slab, moving away from him to sit down elsewhere in the room. A few minutes of silence passed, each thinking their own individual thoughts on the situation.

"Very well," Bronx said with finality, "you are one of us now."

Zaro smiled at those words, feeling a rush of relief that he had been accepted by the other dragons. He was now one of them, to learn from them and indulge in their wild sexual activities. He lay back against the rock, his rear still aching from the previous mating, his body reeking of dragon semen and sweat.

"You should get cleaned up," Vel suggested, "do you mind if I clean you off again?" It took a moment for the young human to realize that the black dragon had actually asked him something politely, and he quickly sat back up.

"The flames?" he asked, looking over and nodding, "that would be convenient, so yes please. Unless you have a bath available?" Saar laughed and shook his head.

"We bathe in the lake and sometimes the nearby river," the white dragon informed him.

Standing, Zaro walked over to where Vel was comfortably resting, the dragon's large eyes sizing him up with every step.

"Can't wait to have my turn in you," Vel growled lustily, "Raith was lucky to have you all to himself." The blue dragon shrugged and slapped the ground with his tail.

"Had to make sure a certain dragon wouldn't break him in half," Raith retorted, "knowing you, Zaro would have been shoved full of your fat knot, and who knows what that would do to him." Vel chuckled, looking back towards the young human standing before him, naked and oozing semen down his legs from his well-bred rear. Opening his maw, Veluin's flames lashed over his body, once again clearing him of all of the leftover smell, liquids and dirt from his body instead of the burning one would normally expect from flames.

"You'll have to explain that one to me later," Zaro said with a smile, "I still don't get how those flames work." Saar went to speak up, but Vel slapped his head with his tail.

"Shut it snowball," Vel chastised the white-scaled dragon, "he said later, don't go boring the human to death just after we acquired him." Saar stood up and moved over towards Vel with a playful snarl on his face.

"Snowball?" the smaller dragon growled, looking over his own white scales proudly, "at least I can be seen at night." Vel stood up, his head butting with Saar's.

"Seen?" he smirked, "being black-scaled gives me a stealth advantage at night, thank you very much. You'd have the deer running for the hills in seconds."

"And how much night hunting do we really do?" Saar smirked, "I can hide against the clouds gracefully, not blotting out the sun like a boulder."

Both dragons growled, Raith slowly moving back and Bronx merely looking on from the corner, a sly smile across his red features.

"Now, now," Raith piped up, "why don't you two just..."

"Shut up Raith!" both of the dragons snapped in unison, causing Raith to growl and suddenly pounce at Vel, landing a heavy claw to the black dragon's side. Tumbling across the stone cave, the three dragons began to brawl unceremoniously, Zaro dashing out of the way on shaky legs, trying to avoid getting crushed to death by a random flinging tail. Bronx likewise, moved away from the three, walking over to where Zaro stood transfixed.

"They are males," the largest dragon explained in a calm voice, "its good sport for them to beat the daylights out of one another every now and then. It's normal, don't worry too much."

Zaro swallowed and nodded, the thumps and slaps of their rough wrestling echoing throughout the cavern. It was... entertaining, and for the first time in their company, Zaro let out a loud, hearty laugh as Raith staggered back, having copped a thick tail to the jaw from Vel. Undeterred, the blue dragon jumped in, pinning Vel down to the ground only to be thrown off as Saar's wing struck his side.

"Do they ever hurt one another?" the human asked, to which Bronx shook his head.

"Little bit here and there, but usually not. It always ends up the same way however, with Saar on the bottom and the other two fucking him until he closes that talkative muzzle of his." Zaro smiled, finding the way they discussed sex so casually to be fairly enjoyable.

"And you Bronx?" Zaro asked with a smile? The alpha dragon looked down and shook his head once again. "I am not as immature as them," Bronx replied firmly, "I tend to stay out of their..."

WHAM!

Bronx recoiled as he was struck by Vel's strong tail across the jaw, falling down to the ground next to Zaro. In a flash the leader was up, jumping into the pile of squirming, thrashing dragons as they fought against one another. With a sigh, Zaro grinned and sat down in the furthest corner of the room, watching as the bulky red dragon slowly began to assert his dominance. So much for not getting involved...

"Bite me again and I'll pound your ass into oblivion," Bronx growled, Saar's teeth latched onto his left foreleg. Vel quickly used the opportunity to pin the white dragon down, and Raith suddenly pinned his tail. Turning around, Bronx pushed the unfortunate Saarthal down with a massive paw, standing over him with an imposing expression.

"You lose," he growled, looking over at Zaro and smiling. Saar's ears fell back submissively; he was a dragon who enjoyed being taken roughly under the tail. Raith and Vel, breathing heavily, stepped back and sat down, looking at the Saar trapped under Bronx's indomitable grip.

"So, human," the alpha rumbled in his low voice, showing none of the signs of exertion the other four were displaying, "what should I do with this disobedient dragon?" Zaro blinked, having not been expected to have a say in the matter. It was still hard for him to see himself as equal to these massive, regal beasts.

"Uh..." he responded nervously, not quite as used to this kind of thing as the dragons clearly were, "well... why don't you... you know... 'punish him'?" He blushed, but Bronx showed a toothy grin on his face. Zaro, feeling a stroke of confidence, added a little more.

"Why don't all three of you teach him a lesson?" he said with a chuckle, seeing Bronx's eyes sparkle with interest.

"All three?" the largest dragon said, turning to look at Saar under him, "what do you say... snowball? Think you can handle being mounted three times in a row?" Saar grinned, nodding his head, and Raith's head perked up.

"Sloppy thirds!" the blue dragon exclaimed, "I love sloppy tailholes! Can I go last Bronx?" The red dragon nodded, knowing how much Raith loved to breed an already full hole. Zaro felt the heat in his cheeks rising as he contemplated what he was about to witness.

"Do you want to join in?" Vel asked him suddenly, to which Zaro shook his head.

"I would... but I'm still a bit sore from what Raith did to me," he replied honestly.

"Very well," Vel responded, moving forward to switch with Bronx, pinning the dragon down with his black claws.

"I'll go first," Vel suggested, "get him warmed up for your massive cock, Bronx." The leader moved back in agreement; Saar was always such a tight little rut. Zaro hopped onto the stone slab, watching from there as Vel took up a position on top of the white dragon. On his back, Saar could only look up into Vel's smirking muzzle, anticipating the breeding ahead.

"Just watch human," the black dragon smirked, "I'll show you how we really mate." Raith snorted, knowing that his effort had been amazing with the human, but he did not open his mouth to retort. Instead, Vel got himself settled on Saarthal's body, being a little rough as he pulled the white dragon into the position he wanted him in.

Looking down into Saar's eyes, the dominant black dragon's muzzle split into a wide grin, using his weight to lock the white dragon down.

"Go on then," he growled softly, "show our new friend how much you want this. I'm not going to move until I hear that voice of yours asking for a hard pounding." Saar went to retort, only to have Vel's claw push him down harder. Although rough, it was easy for Zaro to see the smiles hidden behind all four dragon's fierce expressions; they were just playing around, despite the façade.

"Actually," Vel added, baring his white, sharp teeth, "why don't you beg for it? Beg for each of us to take you like a female in heat. Beg for three entire fillings of our seed. Beg for us to leave your belly swollen and heavy." His smirk widened, seeing Saar's body trembling with excitement.

"Better yet," Vel whispered, "beg for even the human to take you under the tail."

Zaro's eyes widened; would he actually be able to... have his own way with one of them? To think... he, Zaro, might possibly be able to... no, he would barely be enough to satisfy such a sizeable creature. To his surprise, however, Saar's response simply flowed from his muzzle, the words echoing around the cave.

"Please..." came the smaller voice of the submissive white dragon, "I want to feel you inside me Vel... All of you, one after another. I humbly beg that you grant me the honor of receiving your shaft inside me, and that you use me for your pleasure. I submit myself to you, so that you may paint my insides with your musky claim. Please Vel... take me and don't stop until you are satisfied." Zaro listened, feeling his own member stirring at the lust-filled words.

"I will even raise my tail for the human," Saar added softly, "if he so wishes."

With a small smile, Zaro couldn't help but picture what it would be like to try and do anything to such a big dragon. Putting aside the thought, he watched as Vel's long tongue slathered the male below with his saliva, draconic body shifting as his ridged member began to emerge from its hiding place in that dark slit between the dragon's hind legs.

"Spoken like a good little slut," Vel smirked, maneuvering himself so that he could penetrate his companion properly. Zaro sat down and watched, knowing it would be hard to resist the urge to pleasure himself while watching the white dragon dominated by red, black and blue. Vel, now giving all of his attention to his mating, dug his claws into the ground as he lined up his pre-soaked erection with the spongy ring that lined Saarthal's tailhole. Seeing this side of the dragon's playfulness and lust made the young man wonder if he would even be alive if he had to take all three in one session.

Giving the white dragon a small nip on the neck, Vel lowered himself and pushed forward, the leaky tip of his erection finding its target. A loud snarl of pleasure could be heard from Saar as his pucker was wedged open by the fat cock, but unlike Zaro the white dragon took it down to two ridges on the first penetration. The human spectating felt a dull throb from his own rear, remembering what it felt like to be taken by a dragon.

"Oh Vel!" Saar moaned breathily, feeling the black-scaled male shifting to get a better angle, many inches of hard shaft buried under his tail.

"Shut it," Vel teased with a grin, pulling back out with a rough motion. A splash of pre-cum drooled from that slightly looser hole, but was quickly stymied as Vel dug his claws into the stones, forcing himself even deeper.

Vel's claws curled as he was forced to take that dark dragon member deep inside of him, Vel's second thrust more forceful than his first. Zaro's eyes were glued to the spectacle; his own hand drifting over his groin in arousal. The smell in the cave was intensifying; that lusty musk that filled his nose and made him feel lightheaded was building in strength. A grunt could be heard as Vel pulled all three of his massive ridges out of the white bitch beneath him, his dominant growl echoing around the cavern.

"Just as tight as ever," the black dragon taunted, "no matter how many times you take it up the tailhole you're still desperate for more." He slammed back in with authority, the imposing cock spreading those soft anal scales and delving deep down inside those rippling intestines, which gripped and caressed Vel's hard shaft eagerly. He could see Saar's eyes clouded with lust, his body responding pleasurably to the hard mating.

Raith, Bronx and Zaro watched as the powerful black dragon quickly turned the rather softly-spoken Saarthal into a moaning, panting breeding partner. It only took a few seconds for Veluin to pull his slick cock from that stretched hole and thrust back inside, a loud squelch audible as he began to pick up a slow rhythm inside of his friend. The young human couldn't believe that he had managed to take one of those intimidating dragon penises inside of him only a short while ago. Yet, as he watched the rippling black scaled shifting with each hard thrust, he noted that the white dragon was making it look a fair bit easier.

Even still, every time that pre-cum coated erection plunged back into the awaiting opening, he could hear the soft moans and grunts, and see the tensing muscles showing their efforts. It was just like he had seen from Raith when he had been mounted himself, only much harder.

There really didn't seem to be any way to measure the passing time; the two dragons fucking unceremoniously on the ground. Bronx and Raith didn't touch themselves like usual, and Zaro strongly suspected they were saving themselves so they too could enjoy their turn inside of the ass of the white dragon. Vel seemed to be getting into it, at any rate.

"What's that?" the black dragon snapped, his hind legs tensing as he pounded away at the pre-slickened insides of Saar, "I didn't hear you, you dirty little slut." Saar gasped out loudly as a particularly deep thrust sent Vel's knot slamming against his already spread pucker. Zaro winced, but Vel seemed unperturbed.

"I thought you just said you wanted to be my bitch," he continued, smirking, "but I can't hear you begging for it like the pathetic cock-slut we know you are."

The dirty talk had Zaro's erection ashamedly erect, leaving the human wondering if he should really be getting this horny from hearing two dragons rough exchange of dominance and submission. He chuckled to himself, realizing he didn't really care, and that it was a very erotic show indeed. Despite how he was being treated, Saar seemed to be enjoying himself, moaning with lust each time that meaty breeding rod was stuffed up inside his no-doubt hot anal passage.

"Oh... please... Vel... don't stop..." came the broken pleas from the white dragon, his voice breaking each time that hard maleness was pushed back into him. From his position on top, Vel grinned and pushed himself down to the knot once more, relishing in the feeling of pressure against that resistive tailhole. He wanted to knot his mate, but he knew that if he did Bronx or Raith would get annoyed with being made to wait until the swelling abated.

Loud slaps echoed through the cave as that ball of flesh collided with the dragon's abused rump, Zaro feeling a twinge of jealousy as he knew he could never fit something like that inside of him. Yet, he was rather happy to watch Saar's panting moans as he was rutted like a bitch in heat, the dragon's tail lashing the ground in pleasure. Vel, despite his domineering demeanor, seemed to be breathing rather heavily too. The exertion as the two majestic males fucked roughly on the cave floor was not lost on Zaro as he observed and enjoyed the show. The slow rhythm had become a rather cacophonous collection of harsh, ragged thrusts down into the beast below. Each time that slick girth wedged Saar's pre-coated tailhole open wide, he could have sworn he saw the white dragon slide a little from the sheer force. Vel didn't seem to care; the curled back smile over his razor-sharp teeth indicated that he wasn't even going to consider stopping until he had fucked his mate into submission.

It was a strange sight; two dragons having rough sex on the ground with two other dragons looking on in amusement, a shocked yet aroused human sitting by their side. Despite his enjoyment, Zaro kept his focus on the action; it was still a bit intimidating to look the massive red dragon Bronx in the eyes.

"Fill him!" Raith called, shaking his wings lustily. His own erection was unashamedly jutting from between his blue-scaled hind legs, his gaze similar to the one he wore when he was deep inside the human. Zaro couldn't help but chuckle but his attention was quickly drawn back to the loud pair and their enthusiastic mounting, Vel's face contorted in effort as his muscles tensed and relaxed with each long, forceful push of his slimy, veiny dragon cock. Vel opened his maw, perhaps to further taunt the submissive dragon, but he thought better of it and let his actions speak louder than words.

A few short thrusts were quickly followed by Vel's large claw pinning down the white dragon, a growl escaping his throat as he gave one spectacularly hard thrust. Zaro's eyes widened as he watched that huge knot slam against Saar's well-fucked hole, spreading it open wide but remaining just outside of that point of no return. A twitch ran up Vel's hind leg noticeably, followed by a firm throb of that majestic breeding organ that left the young human with no doubt the dominant dragon was ejaculating. Saarthal remained pinned under a heavy claw as his intestines were suddenly flooded with hot, sticky dragon spunk, Vel's internal testicles pumping spurt after creamy spurt of sperm-rich cum deep into his mate's body. Zaro couldn't see the powerful orgasm this time, Vel's cock being as deep as it was inside his bitch. His own rear gave a dull throb, reminding him of how it felt to be filled by a mighty dragon's imposing load.

"Ahhh... that's the stuff," Vel moaned, his cock continuing to twitch, throb and pulse inside of the dragon under him. He had been nice and pent up, and it was a relief to finally empty out his churning internal orbs. He glanced back over to the observing human, giving him a look that made Zaro feel he was next in line.

"That's how a dragon truly breeds," he smirked, "we pin our mates down and plant our seed right up deep inside." Zaro winced, trying not to think about how being taken like that would feel as a human, but Raith bumped him with his wing.

"Relax," the blue dragon chuckled, "he's just in 'the mood' right now. Let him act dominant for a while." Zaro looked up and nodded slowly before turning his attention back to Saar, whose tongue was hanging out in sheer bliss and disorientation from the force he had been taken with.

Vel released Saar and put his claw back on the ground, giving a few more light thrusts before slowly pulling back. Zaro's eyes widened as Vel's lengthy maleness slipped free from that loosened hole, swaying between the black dragon's legs as it began to slowly shrink back into Vel's scaly vent. He couldn't take his eyes off that now-gaping hole however, which didn't just light leak semen, instead the thick, oozing liquid poured from the opening and trailed down the white scales, drooling all over the cave floor. Saarthal managed to exhale loudly, his stomach contracting and forcing out another big glob of thick, goopy dragon sperm from his intestines and all over his tail and the ground below. Zaro couldn't believe how arousing it was to see the dragon used and vulnerable; having always seen the dragons as powerful and dominant over him, it was erotic to see one so thoroughly used. He smiled a little, watching a particularly thick globule of Veluin's hot spunk dribble down the side of his thick tail.

"And now it's my turn," Bronx announced with a low growl from beside him, moving from Raith's side and stepping forward towards the well-fucked and soon-to-be-fucked again dragon on the floor. The smell of sex was strong in the air as the red-scaled dragon straddled the white one, looking down at him with a noticeable size difference. Of all the dragons, their leader was definitely a good meter longer than the others, and Zaro found himself wondering how Saar could possibly be stretchy enough for him.

There was already a noticeable amount of the red dragon's similarly-colored endowment hanging free from his vent, but the human knew it was hardly all he had to offer. His eyes were equally drawn between the intimidating Bronx and the leaking white dragon below, feeling his arousal growing as he thought about how it would feel.

"Watch this," Raith whispered next to him, "Bronx isn't as fast, but Saar's going to feel this one in the morning." Zaro gulped and watched on as Bronx stepped over the reclined white dragon, his hefty package swaying under him with the movements he made. He understood why dragons didn't have external testicles; by the amount of seed they could produce, it would be difficult to walk with such huge orbs hanging below. He'd already been buried under the dominant dragon's entire load, and licked his lips reminiscing over the taste.

"Good thing Vel got you all lubed up," Bronx grunted, crouching a little to bring his groin closer to that oozing hole, "otherwise this would be like what I did to you last month." Saar gulped noticeable, and Zaro found himself unsure of whether he actually wanted to know what the bigger male had done to the smaller one in the previous month.

It took a few moments for Bronx to find his target, that abnormally large dragon endowment slapping against Saar's rump heavily. Zaro smirked a little at the slutty moans Saarthal gave each time he was prodded by his partner's length. Eventually the big red wouldn't be denied; the first half of that thick maleness slipping into the slick tunnel below. A loud, lewd squelch echoed throughout the chamber, a huge gooey blob of Vel's ejaculated spunk being displaced forcibly from within the already-stuffed dragon. Raith gave an uncontrolled growl of delight at the sight, and Zaro could barely stop himself from stroking his painfully-aroused manhood at the sight. Saar gasped loudly as Bronx pulled back, his previously clear red shaft now coated up to hallway with a thick layer of white dragon cum. Both spectators admired the sight before them, watching as Bronx pinned Saar down roughly and plunged his seed-coated member right back inside of his bitch.

The white dragon's tailhole leaked spent semen profusely as Bronx's cock not only ploughed over two-thirds of the way within, but stretched the spongy tailhole open beyond what Zaro considered should be healthy. Not that Saar seemed to mind; sprawled out on his back, tongue hanging out while he was bred senseless by the second of three dragons. A few more deep thrusts later and Zaro began to see what Raith had been talking about: Each time that huge cock plunged back in, it was with incredible force, but not a great deal of speed. Bronx seemed intent on making the submissive dragon really feel every thrust... quality over quantity, so to speak. Time and time again the bulky organ was rammed mercilessly up inside of Saar's anal passage, causing him to moan and tremble under the red dragon's heavy weight.

The pair continued in this fashion for a few minutes, grunting, growling and moaning on the stone floor as they fucked passionately. Zaro did everything he could to stop himself from masturbating to the unbelievably erotic show of power and lust, and Raith stood beside him sporting a very large erection. The young human didn't even have time to look at it however; so enthralled by the show in front he was that he couldn't have looked away if he wanted to.

"I'm getting there," Bronx rumbled after a few long minutes more, his huge shaft now ramming almost down to the hilt inside of his mate. Zaro leaned forward a little, eager to see another one of the imposing dragon's overwhelmingly copious loads pumped up from within his muscled body. He somehow managed to wonder how Saar would be able to contain it without being bloated up like a balloon.

It didn't take much longer, Bronx's normally powerful thrusts becoming slightly erratic in their strength, his claws digging into the hard stone floor. Letting loose an earth-shaking roar he came with all the gusto of a horny dragon, his hind legs visibly tensing as the first thick pulse of sperm-rich dragon cum was pulled through his shaft. Zaro could quite clearly see that thick vein running the length of his might cock pulse firmly, delivering a no doubt massive glob of pungent, sticky cream from deep within his internalized testes. Saar moaned out in lust and exhaustion as his pinned and abused body was used as a literal dumping ground for the bigger male's semen. Raith was leaning forward with visible enthusiasm and Saar's own painfully stiff cock jutted out against Bronx's large underbelly. Vel sat silently to the side, his own shaft hanging out despite having released his own fulfilling load a short while beforehand.

Bronx remained inside of the dragon for his entire climax, ensuring his hot spunk was soaking the intestines of his fellow dragon. Saar's belly did noticeably swell, and Zaro's eyes widened as he watched it, red dragon and black dragon mating fluid mixing and flowing inside of the white dragon's body.

"Forgot how good it feels to take a dragon on their back," Bronx growled, slowly shifting his weight backwards. Zaro didn't even blink as Bronx pushed down against the ground and slid his huge shaft out of Saar's body, the surface of it a shiny white instead of the original dark red. What followed behind was simply... excessive; without the huge dragon prick plugging up his rump, a huge torrent of freshly ejaculated seed gushed out of Saar's well-stretched tailhole, flowing together with Vel's semen to further coat the stone floor and the submissive white's tail.

The smell in the cave truly reeked now, the heady odor of sexually-fuelled dragons unloading their lusts upon one another. Saar simply lay there, wings pinned to his sides and his expression somewhat vacant having been taken so forcibly.

"How do you feel?" asked Raith, getting up from Zaro's side and taking a few steps over towards his friend on the ground. Saar grunted and looked over at the blue dragon with a weak smile.

"Feels good," he managed to reply, "I love... it so much." Raith chuckled and watched as Bronx retreated to the other side of the cave, turning back to watch the blue dragon take his turn. Looking down at the gaping rectum below, Raith snorted a little and threw a dirty look to Bronx.

"He's not even going to be tight anymore after what you did," the blue dragon accused, earning a glare from the big red male.

With a sigh, Raith deftly slipped his claws over Saar's body, straddling him and leaning in to lick his neck affectionately.

"I love being last," he growled lustily, "It's so... wet." Zaro couldn't help but agree; the dragon who had taken his virginity would now be sliding into a pool of wet spooge. Yet, judging by the enthralled look upon the dragon on top, he wasn't at all worried by it. Raith merely flexed his tail, showing off his thick dragonhood to the human behind him.

"Watch this," he smirked, talking to Zaro as he crouched down lower and slapped his shaft against the sloppy tailhole of his lover. Although smaller than Bronx, Raith was still quite large, and the young man swallowed as he remembered how it had felt inside of him, even though he hadn't taken it all. Seeing it again now, he wondered how he had even managed what he had.

A smile across his draconian muzzle, the big blue dragon pressed the tip of his erection against that sperm-drooling opening in Saar's rump. He showed a great deal more accuracy than the red dragon; his mark was found with a single attempt. Unlike the larger red dragon, he did not thrust right in, instead working it in slowly. Zaro didn't know why he didn't just push all the way down to the hilt after the monstrous breeding he had just received, but that soon became apparent as he realized that Raith was playing.

Specifically, the grinning male was rubbing his cockhead around in the gooey spunk seeping from that well-enjoyed rear. Zaro watched on as Raith allowed his member to slide back and forth in the slightly-frothy mixture of two loads, obviously enjoying how it felt under his erection.

"Stop teasing him and start breeding him," Bronx growled from the side, making Raith pause.

"Alright, alright," the blue-scaled beast sighed, re-positioning his now-slickened tip against the still rather loose entrance to his fellow cave-mate's body. Without another word, Raith crouched low and thrust forward, sinking not just half but ALL of his mating organ right up into that messy passage. It was to be expected; after the loosening Bronx had provided anything else would be relatively simple. The thrust also produced the same result as the red dragon's one; a dirty 'splurt' of spent cum was displaced from within, adding to the pile which already lined the floor surrounding the white dragon's tail. Raith sat there for a moment, sheathed within Saar's body as he indulged in the sensation of not only being caressed by his mate's silky inner walls, but having that hot cream add to the massage along his entire length from base to tip.

"Oh... yes..." he moaned, slowly sliding back out to show off his semen-drenched length.

The spectating man squeezed his own shaft at the sight, but managed to restrain himself, watching instead as the dragon showed why last was not always least. The sounds were incredible now; as Raith began to build up a steady rhythm penetrating the white dragon, loud squelches and slorps echoing throughout the chamber. Cum poured freely from Saar as he was taken, being drawn from deep within his bowels and emptied over his scales and the floor. Seeing the expression on Saarthal's face left Zaro in doubt of whether he would pass out or not after taking a third complete pounding deep under his tail.

The two dragons mated in earnest for quite some time, Raith seemingly trying to draw out the experience by keeping his speed reduced. Zaro couldn't blame him; he doubted even these lust-crazed beasts did this particular three-on-one act very often.

Raith's gleeful expression never left his muzzle as he pushed himself into the needy, stuffed rump of his friend, his majestic length sliding in and out of Zaro's view. Each time it was pulled from those heated depths with a loud 'shlorp' he could see thick semen coating its entire slick surface.

"Not... gonna last..." Raith growled between firm thrusts, the sensation of breeding in such a messy way leaving him burning for his own release. Saar grunted and groaned each time he was used as a sheath for the blue-scaled beast's slippery cock. Both Bronx and Vel found the show entertaining, sporting erect shafts once more even despite their previous orgasms, sitting quietly to the side as the other two dragons mated in front of them. Zaro was similarly aroused; he hadn't lost his erection ever since Vel had started, and if he didn't do something about it soon he would explode. The problem, however, was finding the right point at which to finish.

Raith was ahead of him however. With a few lust shuddery thrusts with those powerful hind legs the blue male came, and with no less grandeur than the red who had drained himself previously. Unlike the others, however, Raith seemed intent on making a grand show of his ejaculation to the spectating human he had claimed earlier. Rather than stuff that hot prick deep inside the submissive white dragon, Raith pulled back until only an inch or two were left inside that sloppy tunnel. Zaro watched on in utmost arousal as that huge dragon cock pulsed visibly, the rope of gooey semen visibly travelling down the length of that throbbing maleness. It exploded within Saarthal's rear; with no tight plug to seal it up the force of the climax send a thick splash of sperm-filled spunk out of the overstuffed tunnel. That rigid breeding organ pulsed again and again in time with those copious streams, hot, sticky dragon spooge oozing and flowing from the abused white dragon.

After almost a whole minute, Raith pulled that final inch free, allowing the last few splashes from deep within his internal balls to empty themselves over that gaping tailstar and thick tail. Once finished, Raith stepped back and little, his shaft slowly softening and retreating back into its vent. Zaro sat in awe of what he had just witnessed; unable to believe the intensity of what he had been spectator to.

"So what do you think?" Vel asked from the side, his voice a lot less aggressive than usual. Zaro blinked, not realizing he was being spoken to at first.

"I..." he stammered, not sure where to begin, "that was... just wow... I... amazing." Raith smirked, slowly sitting back down beside him as if nothing had ever happened, and even Bronx's eyes seemed to glow brightly in a pleased manner.

Saarthal, on the other hand, was sprawled out in a half-conscious state, having been literally fucked senseless for the time being. The cave smelled like raw semen, and Zaro's manhood strained against his hand. He didn't do anything about it though; he had a suspect feeling...

"Human," Bronx growled from the side, gesturing with his large claw, "our friend here is all spread out for you. Why don't you go impress us with your newfound appreciation for our bodies?" Zaro gulped nervously, knowing he was to perform in front of the four dragons once again. He briefly considered having his own turn inside of the dragon, but knew that he would barely even be felt amongst all that liquid. Getting up from his resting place, Zaro slowly walked over towards the used male dragon, the scent so strong now he had to wrinkle his nose. His eyes were drawn to the sheer... excessiveness of the dragon's fluidic pleasure than caked the floor, tail and no doubt every inch of the beast's insides.

"Are you going to fuck him or what?" Vel snapped, showing a little impatience, but Raith shot him down.

"Give the human a chance," the blue dragon argued, "he's never seen anything like this, remember? What do you want to do, Zaro?" The human looked down, a little surprised at having his actual name used by the dragon behind him.

"I'm not sure yet," he muttered, and Raith raised a wing.

"You can try to penetrate him, or perhaps suck on him," the big blue suggested, but Zaro smiled a little and shook his head.

"No, I've made up my mind," he replied suddenly, making the other three lean in a little in their curiosity. What was this human planning to do?"

Ever so slowly, Zaro knelt down right next to that steaming, gaping anal opening, his eyes taking in all the detail he could now see up close. Looking back at Raith, he smiled, feeling extremely slutty as he did so.

"I'm going to clean him up," Zaro smirked, a genuine sense of lust and enthusiasm on his face, "I'm going to drink as much of this mess as I can." Bronx and Vel looked taken aback, and even Raith let out a low whistle.

"Shit," Vel swore, shaking his head, "that's possibly the hottest thing I've heard all year... and from a human no less." Raith nodded and even Bronx managed to shuffle forward a little.

"By all means," Saar spoke up, tilting his head forward, "go right ahead... take as much as you want... I'm so full..."

Feeling nervous but eager to carry out his spoken goal, Zaro leaned in a little and made sure he was comfortable. If he was going to eat the combined semen of three dragons out of another dragon's ass, he was going to make damn sure he was committed all the way.

Everything was a complete mess; his knees were surrounded by the stuff, and the dragon's tailhole was almost invisible under the outrageous coating the other three had provided. He watched it for a moment; the slow oozing that trailed down the sides of his tail looking much like molten lava, oozing slowly with thick, slimy strands. He threw another backward glance, seeing the three dragons staring at him in silence, almost holding their collective breaths in anticipation of his actions. Looking back down a smile crossed his face; if these feral beasts wanted a show, he was going to give them one. He would show how much he wanted to satisfy them... and himself.

He reached down and placed a hand to the side of Saarthal's pucker, feeling the sticky cream against his palm once more. Yet, he did not bring his hand up, or pause to play with the sticky gel; with one swift motion he scooped it up with a sideways swipe, clearing away all of the white cream from the dragon's hole. The other dragons looked on in confusion: was he trying to waste it on the floor?

Zaro grinned deeply, lifting his hand slowly to show the huge glob of collected ejaculate drooling through his fingers. He knew he was holding not just one dragon's load, but three; mixed up and churned by three hard cocks. Raith waited for him to bring it to his mouth, but instead he did something the others didn't expect. He leaned back and smiled, bringing the fistful of sticky, clingy spunk down to his own stiff shaft and wrapped the soaked around right around the middle of his rock-shard erection.

"Sky above..." Vel breathed from the side, eyes widening a little at the sight.

Zaro didn't care; he'd needed this release for ages. Even still, with a cum-slicked cock of his own, he didn't masturbate. Instead he made a show of pulling back his foreskin, taking some of the slimy essence on his fingertip and pushing it in and around his phallus. He blocked out the excited grunts from the other dragons; in his lust-hazed mind, he just wanted pleasure, to show how much he loved the contents of their balls. It was incredible to feel their hot liquids coating his sensitive manhood, to know that their live sperm were slathered all over the surface of his penis. Yet that was hardly enough for the horny human, scooping up some more and splattering the pungent jizz up against his own scrotum. He couldn't contain himself as he began to jerk off, stroking his aching shaft with one well-lubricated hand, simultaneously fondling his own full balls with the other. He wasn't just using their mixed cum as a lubricant though; he was trying to rub their scent into his most personal of places.

He masturbated himself rapidly; down on the stone floor next to a freshly-fucked dragon, pumping his hand back and forth over his length, moaning as he bucked a little into his grip. His mind was filled with dirty thoughts... he wanted to feel those huge loads against his body... he wanted to feel those loads coating him again... he wanted to see those powerful, majestic dragon cocks pulsing and throbbing and pouring their thick cream over and in his body, mouth and ass. He belonged to these dragons now, and as he stroked faster and faster he could feel the friction heating up that sticky spunk, working it into every little pore.

"Oh gods... yes..." he gasped, feeling his own comparably tiny climax working its way up in his orbs, being coaxed out by the insistent stimulation he was providing himself. He was going to reach his peak and it was not going to be enough to satisfy his lust.

Standing up a little he aimed his cock at the dragon's still-stretched rear, allowing his own orgasm to release a few more ropes of human cum over the white-scaled dragon's rump. It was almost impossible to see as each of his lust-filled strands of semen vanished into the huge amount that still coated the dragon's rump. It didn't worry Zaro; the very idea that his sperm were mixing into that of a dragon was erotic and arousing. He didn't even think about the three around him; they had done their bit, and now he would do his. His shaft went soft, but his enthusiasm and arousal were too great; he would continue even if his body wasn't going to agree. Dropping back to his knees, Zaro leaned in and inhaled, feeling that rich smell of dragon emissions filling his mind and re-invigorating his senses. He wasn't interested in this stuff though... no, it was cooling down and wasn't the perfect mix he was seeking. Looking up at Saar, he gave a firm order.

"Push."

The white dragon looked at him in confusion, and Zaro tapped his tail impatiently.

"Push," he ordered again, "push out as much as you can." Saar blinked but did as he was asked, his belly contracting as he forced his anal muscles to release their contents. Zaro licked his lips as a torrent of warm dragon cum literally flowed from his well-used hole, pooling down around his legs as it flowed over that thick tail. There was so much... litres upon litres of deliciously flavorsome cum being worked out from the white male's body. Yet Zaro watched on, waiting and waiting, until the huge belly in front of him looked as though he had lost a great deal of weight.

"Stop," he ordered again, seeing Saar's tailhole flex to cut off the flow he had been producing. It was only then that Raith spoke up.

"What are you doing?" the blue dragon inquired, his own erection back even harder than it had been when he'd taken the dragon. Zaro, finding his senses again, looked back for a moment and grinned.

"I can't swallow it all," he smirked, "so I wanted the best stuff first." He didn't have to explain that to the dragons; he wanted the dirtiest, most pungent, most intimate concoction he could find. Bringing his head right down he placed a lusty kiss of subservience upon that clenching pucker, knowing that just behind it lay what he desired most.

"Let it out nice and slow," he whispered softly, pressing his lips up to form a tight seal around the dragon's large opening, letting his tongue gently caress that musky, fleshy hole. Saar looked down, not wanting to miss a moment, and relaxed his muscles.

What followed next was truly indescribable for the young human. He felt that tight right relax, allow the first thick glob of thick, gel-like dragon cum to ooze through and into his awaiting mouth. The moment the sticky cream hit his tongue he moaned, feeling that overwhelming rush of flavor filling his mouth. He allowed the thick semen to fill his mouth, letting it sink in around every part of it, coating his teeth, tongue and eventually his throat as he took a long, deep swallow of the stuff. It was so strong, so unbelievably strong... first had come Vel's contribution, the Bronx's mighty addition, and finally Raith's topping. Each of the three surrounding dragons had made this mixture, and had sloshed and slathered it around the inside of Saar's anal passage with their hot, thick cocks. As another large glob of mixed dragon spunk worked its way into his mouth, Zaro swilled it around with his tongue, letting the rich taste and intimacy of the moment fill his mind.

He couldn't believe how good it felt to be so naughty; he was eating a sperm-rich cocktail of life-giving dragon seed right out the other's rump. It had gained a great deal of temperature from the heat inside of Saar's body, and so the heated, sticky, pungent cum was incredibly delicious. He licked his lips a little, pulling back, before diving back in to feel another flex of that firm anal right, working another portion of his slutty meal over his tongue. Again and again he swallowed, feeling his belly grow fuller and fuller each time that addictive semen slipped down his throat. There seemed to be no end to it all, more and more being draw out from the depths of the dragon. He vaguely considered that but he wasn't surprised; Bronx alone would have rammed that mess quite some distance into the poor white dragon's rump. Not that he was complaining, even as he finally fell back and rubbed his bloated gut he felt grateful to the three for all that had done for him.

Finally looking around he noticed that the other three dragons were practically standing over the pair, watching with aroused expressions and rigid lengths, admiring the show this human was giving them. He was so full he wouldn't be able to take another swallow, and Saar lay back down, breathing heavily after the exertion he had given. Zaro sighed and lay back down, his head and back getting covered by the leftover spooge that coated the stone floor. Looking up into the eyes of Raith, he gave a small smile and licked his lips, showing how much he had enjoyed himself.

"That was amazing," the blue dragon told him with a smile, and the other two nodded as well, smiles on their muzzles also. Bronx and Vel seemed genuinely satisfied with what they were seeing, but Zaro, even after everything, still wanted more. He didn't want to stop until he was well and truly claimed by these beautiful creatures.

Looking up at all three, Zaro hadn't ever felt this happy before. He had found friends, intimacy, lust and a source of education. He wanted to show his gratitude... any way he could.

"Please," he asked, sitting up and leaning against Saar's sloppy tail, "I want you... all of you... to cum on me. I want to wear your scent... I want to feel your warmth... so please... right now, make me yours." Bronx, Vel, Raith and Saar looked at one another, smirks on their faces.

"Since you insist," Vel smiled, stepping forward and taking his heavy member in his claw, "we'd be more than happy to oblige. Now just sit back and relax..."