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"I really don't know about this one," Todd said, peering under the hood of the silver sedan. "I know it has heated seats and everything, but I don't think there's supposed to be this much rust in here."

He reached out and flicked at the massive rust spot corroding the underside of the hood. The two foot circle flaked away as he nudged at the edges of it, leaving a bronze powder on his thumb.

"If you wanted new cars, you should have gone to one of those shiny dealerships back where you came from," the pudgy salesman muttered behind him. At least he was being honest about it. Todd had looked at a few cars in the lot now, and while they looked fine from the outside, there was always something terribly wrong with them on closer inspection. The first station wagon he'd seen had an auxiliary port in the stereo, but the back seat wouldn't stay upright. The British compact was sporty and clean, but the stereo didn't work at all. Finally, this sedan, with seat warmers and a huge, impossibly-placed rust spot on the bottom of the hood. It was a small lot, and every other vehicle was too big for his liking. If he was going to drive, he wanted a lot of room in the lane to do it. Unfortunately, while his father had driven him to the lot, he had left about half an hour ago for some lawn bowling club meeting. Needless to say, Todd needed a car today, or he'd have to walk home.

"What's the price on that station wagon again?" he asked, pointing back at the forest green rectangle three spaces down.

"Seven thousand," the salesman replied, showing an uncharacteristic desire for him to leave. Todd looked down at his watch, and noticed that it was almost six o'clock. The man probably had a warm supper waiting for him.

"Will you take sixty-five hundred?" he asked.

The salesman let out a sigh of relief, which was quickly replaced by a satisfied smile. "Why don't we step into my office?"

****

Todd had to admit, after years of only taking a bus back and forth to work, it was exhilarating to be the one driving for once. He could go anywhere he wanted, and the only restriction was the cost of gas that day. Well, that, and he just couldn't take the bus anymore after that...incident. Now he would see the dragon on the bus as he stood on the sidewalk, and had to turn and act like he was walking past. He had walked home six times since then, and at an hour a trip, he was exhausted by the time he got home. He knew he had to get his own set of wheels.

As he rolled down the highway at a hundred-and-ten kilometers an hour, the wind ripping in his ear from the open window and sunroof, he couldn't help but grin like an idiot. He had only bought a used Volvo station wagon with broken rear seats, but to him, it was as if he'd bought a Porsche or a Camaro.

"Next song!" He screamed over the wind, and with some hesitation, his phone began to belt out a new beat through the car speakers.

The unfortunate thing about this section of road was that every dozen kilometers it was broken by an intersection. Now coming around a slow bend to the left, Todd could see one of these intersections with a solid green light, while a sign above with flashing caution lights read 'Prepare to stop'. With a sigh of disappointment, he slowed and came to a stop at the end of a long line of cars. He could just make out the traffic rushing through the intersection, heading into one of the smaller towns that bordered the highway. As he waited, fingers drumming against the wheel to the beat of the music, he heard the trunk latch open, and the front end of the car rose almost two feet before slamming back down with a loud crash.

"Ah, finally," a voice said from behind him, followed by the trunk closing again. "This is your solution for avoiding me, hmm?"

Todd's head snapped around, and he was momentarily dazzled by sharp red lights in his eyes. He blinked the afterimages away, and could make out a large, red-scaled mass now filling the trunk of his car. He could see a leg and foot here and there, a folded wing, and the tip of a tail, but the rest was contorted awkwardly to fit into the small space. A wedged head extended forward on a long, thin neck into the space between the front seats, and swiveled side to side as it examined the dashboard.

"It's not bad. A little more rugged than I would expect from you, but at least it's big enough for both of us," the dragon said.

"I...ah..." Todd stuttered.

"The same as always, I see. Well, I wouldn't have had to do this if- hey, the light's green-if you hadn't stopped taking the bus," the dragon said matter-of-factly.

Todd's head snapped forward, where he saw that he was the only car waiting at the empty intersection. His acceleration was sudden as he stamped down on the gas, but managed to level it out a moment later, as the initial shock began to fade from his system.

"I'll let that one slide, because you are inexperienced and don't know my rule yet, but don't let that happen again?"

"What are you talking about?" Todd asked suddenly, surprised by his own clarity. He was normally a wreck when he was in any kind of panic, but he guessed the road helped calm him down.

"Ah, good, you can speak. Anyway, we are going to your house. And don't try to trick me, I already know what street it's on and how to get there from here. Any time you waste is more time you get to spend 'helping me' when we get home."

"What!?" he exclaimed.

"Well, I really am feeling quite fiery today. If you weren't driving, I would probably drag you back here and have you help me right now," the dragon said. "And I really don't want to-what is that garbage?"

"What?"

"It's like someone's driving their claws into my ears. What is that?"

"It's Chevelle. Alternative rock music." Todd replied. "And I happen to like it."

"It's absolutely terrible, just terrible," the dragon said, retracting his head from the front seat to cover his ears with his paws. "Stop! It has to stop, right now."

To Todd's dismay, the phone picked up on the voice command and went silent.

"At least someone listens," the dragon muttered, returning to the front seat. "And new rule. No more of that."

There was a long pause, where the only thing that could be heard was the rumble of the engine and the wind through the windows.

"Why are you here?" Todd asked suddenly.

"Because you wouldn't come to me," the dragon replied, simply. "I had something to discuss with-take this next right."

The intersection in question came and went, Todd not even slowing down to consider the turn.

"What was that?" the dragon asked, shaking the car as he turned to look back the fading road.

"I'm not your taxi. I'm going home." Todd replied.

"But we need to get some groceries first," the dragon said. "Turn around."

"What do you mean groceries?" he asked. "There's nothing out there but farms."

"Exactly!" The dragon exclaimed, at the point of exasperation. "Am I supposed to eat your food? We have to pick up some meat first."

"And do what with it? Strap a cow to the roof? I don't think so," Todd replied. "And what do you mean by eating my food? Of course you can't eat my food."

"That's because your food is disgusting," the dragon replied. "Disgusting and too small."

"Well, it's my food," Todd said with disdain. "What do you want, anyway?"

"Hmm?"

"What do you want!?" he roared, causing the dragon to jump and stare at him.

"I just..." the dragon mumbled, looking down at the passenger seat cushion. "Need a place to crash for a few days..."

"Need a place to crash!?" Todd nearly slammed down on the brakes right there in the middle of the highway. Instead, he managed to pull over to the dirt shoulder and stop the car. He looked over at the dragon with a blazing glare, causing the head to shrink away from him. "What makes you think I'd let you stay with me after what you did?"

"I...ah..." the dragon stuttered, startled by the sudden role reversal. "You're the only one I can ask."

"What's that supposed to mean?" he growled.

"I don't...know anyone else who's free, and..."

"Well, maybe you should have thought about that before you...on the bus...it all happened so fast, I just...Aggh!" Todd slammed down on the steering wheel, making them both jump as the car horn rang through the air.

The dragon sighed, its brows slanting upwards as it grew more distressed. "Please. I have nowhere else to go, and...my mate threw me out last night."

"Your...Your mate? There are more of you?" Todd asked.

"Yes, there are more of us!" the dragon snapped back. "She's the love of my life, but she threw me out of our cave when she found out about...what I did."

"What do you mean?"

"It's...mating season right now," the dragon sighed. "But, for whatever reason, my mate wants to go celibate this year. She's in heat, the whole cave smells like her, but she wouldn't lift her tail or anything. So when I was on that bus, and you took notice of me...I just couldn't help myself anymore. Everyone's just out for their own in cities like this, but you took interest enough, if only just to gawk at me. My mate was suspicious immediately, smelling the sex on me, no matter how hard I bathed. She...followed me yesterday, and saw me waiting for you in the bus. She saw me watching you stand on the sidewalk as I stroked myself to readiness, and saw me give one last, dejected stroke as the bus rolled past without you getting on. I...I just needed relief so badly...and she thought I was being unfaithful. So, she kicked me out."

"And you thought I would just let you come into my home and, I don't know, serve you until your mate took you back?" he asked.

"I don't know what I was thinking," the dragon shook his head. "I'm sorry, for what I did. I didn't mean to hurt you like that. I'll leave now, and thanks for the ride this far. I'll fly back, and sleep behind the mall or something."

The dragon's head retreated from the front seat, and Todd felt the back of the car bounce as he turned around in the trunk. He heard the back door unlatch, and two paws thudded gently against the dirt.

"Wait," Todd sighed, rubbing his temples. "Get back in."

The dragon stopped halfway out the trunk door, and turned to look back to Todd. "Really?" he asked.

"Yeah, just," Todd replied. "Just don't make a mess back there."

"Oh, I knew I could count on you!" the dragon shouted with glee, shaking the car as he pulled himself back inside and turned around once more. The trunk door shut with a bang, and the dragon's head enthusiastically popped back into the front seat. "Come back to the trunk so I can thank you."

"No, and I told you not to make a mess back there, so don't even think about it," Todd said forcefully, and shifted the car into 'drive'. He pulled out onto the road and continued home, the car feeling more sluggish with the dragon in the back.

"So, that was about a five minute delay in our trip, so that's five more minutes I get with your ass," the dragon said.

"Don't start with me."

****

About an hour later, Todd pulled the car into his empty driveway. The car rumbled to a halt, gurgling on gas for a moment before petering out. He removed the key from the ignition, wiggling a bit to free it, and used the next key on his ring to open the front door of his rectangular, split-level home. He moved onto the first step past to the upper floor, and turned back to see the dragon dwarfing the doorframe as he stood on his walkway.

"Sorry. I'll open up the back for you," Todd said. "The garage should be big enough, I guess."

"I'm fine, just get out of the way," the dragon replied, and stuck a leg through the doorframe. As he moved, his body began to shrink, going from the size of a horse to that of a large dog in a matter of moments. He passed through the doorframe unhindered and up the stairway, brushing closely by a dumbstruck Todd.

"How did you do that?" Todd asked, stumbling down the stairs to shut the open door.

"I don't know," the dragon replied with a shrug. "Flying is easier when you're small, and fighting is easier when you're big. I don't know how, but we just do it."

At the top of the stairs, the dragon took a left into the larger living room, which had a large pullout sofa, a reclining chair, and a coffee table at the far end. The walls were painted with a dark beige tone, and the ceilings here we just a bit higher than in the rest of the house. Dark brown hardwood floor extended seamlessly across the entire floor, save for the 3 carpeted bedrooms down the hall, and the bathroom. The dragon began to grow seamlessly, filling the space and nearly crushing the coffee table in the process.

"Hey, hey, hey! Hold on a minute," Todd shouted, rushing out in front of the dragon to prevent any destruction. "Let's get rid of this stuff first, before you break it all."

"Sorry," the dragon said, taking a tentative step back. His tail swept back across the floor and knocked over a stand of fireside tools, causing them to clatter against the ground. The dragon cringed until the noise ceased.

"Just try to be careful," Todd said dryly, bracing himself against the back of the recliner and pushing it into the open-concept dining room. He pushed the coffee table out, next, leaving only the sofa on one end of the room, and a television tucked into the corner on the opposite end. A large open space was cleared in the middle of the room, padded by an old, ruddy throw rug.

"Do I just sleep on the floor?" the dragon asked, walking into the center of the throw rug and pacing in circles like a cat. He lay down on his belly a few times, but he only stayed for a moment before getting up and trying again.

"I...ah...the couch pulls out into a bed, but you'd have to be smaller to use it," Todd said with a shrug, motioning to the couch across from him. "Other than that, I'm not really prepared for guests so...big."

"That should be fine," the dragon said, and watched as Todd crossed the room and began to unfold the pullout bed. When he was finished, a thin, queen-sized mattress lay over a wiry metal frame at the back of the room. The dragon inspected it for a moment, pushing down on the structure with one paw, before stepping straight up onto the padding. Once again, he shrunk as he went, but even at his apparent smallest size he took up the vast majority of the space. He lay down on his belly, curling his tail up around himself, and rested his head on the backs of his forepaws. "Uh...thanks."

"You're welcome..." he replied.

A pregnant pause filled the room after that, with neither one quite sure what to do next. The dragon looked around, as if taking in the details of the room, even though he had already done that several times. Todd just looked between the dragon and his feet, unsure of whether or not he should just leave the dragon there, or stay and watch him. While the dragon hadn't tried anything yet, he didn't trust him.

"So, uh...what do you do for fun around here?" the dragon asked, looking off towards the kitchen.

"Umm...usually watch TV," Todd replied, crossing his arms.

"Ah," the dragon replied. "I usually masturbate."

Another pause.

"Yeah," Todd said finally.

"Do you want to-"

"No! No," Todd interrupted.

"I was just going to ask if you wanted to turn the TV on," the dragon said, straight-faced.

"Oh, um, yeah sure," Todd replied, a blush breaking his completion. He walked over to where he'd moved the coffee table and picked up the remote from it, turning the TV on. The media player and sound system powered up with it, showing a paused frame from the first five minutes of Lord of the Rings. "Oh, I forgot about this."

"What is it?" the dragon asked.

"It's a movie. A really long one," Todd said. "I started watching it before I left to get the car, but I forgot I'd left it on. I'd keep going but its four hours long, and I don't know if I could stay awake."

"It's not like we have anything better to do," the dragon huffed. "Turn it on."

"No, I don't-"

"We could bone instead?"

Todd simply stared at the dragon. In one smooth motion, he grabbed the remote, spun around, and hit play. The TV screen rolled seamlessly into motion and audio, as if the picture had never been paused at all. With the movie rolling, he quickly realized that there was now nowhere to sit. All the other furniture had been pushed out of the room, leaving only the floor, or the bed. The bed with the big, horny dragon in it.

With a pleasant smile, the dragon patted the space on the mattress next to him, and Todd hesitantly obliged. The beast looked innocent enough, but there was no way he trusted him. This was all just a plot to get him into bed with him, and it seemed to be working quite well. Todd sat down on the far corner of the mattress, his back oriented towards the dragon and his head turned to face the TV. He could feel the dragon's eyes piercing his back, but he didn't dare meet them. They stayed that way for a long time, until explosions rocked the walls of Helm's Deep.

"I don't think I ever got your name," the dragon said suddenly, drawing Todd from the scene.

"Ah...It's Todd," he said quietly. "What's...yours?"

"I don't have a name," the dragon replied. "No dragon does."

"No names?" Todd asked, looking over at the dragon. He wore a straight face, snout pointed towards the screen, although it was clear he was not watching it. "But how do you identify people?"

"By scent," the dragon replied. "Everyone smells a little different. It's better than using names, which can be repeated."

"If you only use scents, why ask for my name?" Todd asked.

"To make you feel more comfortable," the dragon replied. "Exchanging names is a common thing when humans make friends, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess," Todd said with a shrug, and turned back to the TV. "But it's not like you gave me yours."

"Well, here," the dragon replied and began to shift in the bed. By the time Todd's eyes were fixed on the dragon again, he was on his side, with his hind leg hiked into the air to expose his swelling slit. The tip of his tapered red shaft was exposed, and already filling the room with the dragon's musk, a more powerful scent than he remembered. Todd threw his arm up to bury his nose in the crook of his elbow, but even there the scent permeated.

"What are you doing!?" Todd shouted, coughing as the thick, earthy musk mingled with his mouth and nostrils. He could taste it, dancing on the tip of his tongue like it had one week before. It filled his head with its heady aroma, slowly dulling his cognition under its blanketing effect.

"What? You said you wanted my name," the dragon said, an innocent look on his face. "This is the closest thing I have."

"Can't you just give yourself a name?" he asked.

"No, it doesn't mean anything," the dragon replied, wriggling his hips to flop the six inches of aching cock that were now exposed against his thigh. It impacted with a wet slap. "Come on, smell it."

"I am smelling it! Now put it away!" Todd complained.

"No, you have to really smell it," the dragon said. "Everything I am is in that scent, and you can't get it all from over there, especially with your poor human nose. Come on, like this."

The dragon turned his head in and brought it down to the base of his shaft, where the red flesh entered the puffy folds of his slit. There, he took a long, loud inhale, relishing in his own musk and masculine odor. His full foot of cock jumped to life, bouncing against the tip of his snout as he excited himself with his own scent. He almost seemed unwilling to pull away, but he gave his cock a bit of clearance and motioned to it with a nod of his head. The man looked at it hesitantly, watching the way the cock jiggled and pulsed with the dragon's heartbeat. Every breath he took filled his lungs with more of the musky scent, and the more he had, the less he felt opposed to the whole situation. With a sigh of defeat, he began to lean forward slowly. His nose came close to brushing the hot crimson flesh, but he was close enough to feel the heat radiating from it. With the dragon watching expectantly, Todd took a long whiff of the cock at close range. It was even more intoxicating from the source, the rich, earthy aroma making his lungs tingle as the gas hovered within him. He just wanted to reach out and touch it, to feel that aching, powerful organ against his palm.

The dragon suddenly hissed in delight into his ear, causing Todd to snap out of his delirium and look over to the dragon's head. The beast's eyelids were half-lidded, and his tongue was lolling out of his mouth like a comfortable dog. He looked forward again, and saw that his hand was wrapped around the flesh, just like he hand imagined. He dropped it suddenly, letting it flop against the dragon's thigh wetly, and leaving him with a disappointed frown.

"No...no," Todd insisted, shaking his head and turning back to the screen. "I won't do it."

The dragon narrowed his eyes at him, and kept his leg held high in the air. He wiggled his hips and flopped his shaft back and forth, fanning the thick musk towards Todd, who was desperately trying to keep his eyes on the TV. Every breath he took was filled with that heady odor, which clung to his senses even after he started holding his breath. He kept replaying that moment over and over again in his head, with his nose so close to the source of it all, and wanted more. It was happening all over again, and as each second passed, he found that less and less disturbing.

"Stop...stop that," he said, willing himself to go against the dragon, despite what his body wanted.

"I'm just stretching my legs," the dragon replied coyly. "That car trunk was a little cramped. My legs got all stiff."

"You're an...assh-" Todd couldn't finish before he began to cough, his lungs burning from holding his breath in so long. He took a deep inhalation, filling his lungs with fresh musk. It felt so filling, he began to breathe normally again. In and out, in a steady rhythm. It just felt good. He felt uncomfortably sitting upright, so he lay back against the bed and rolled onto his side, facing the dragon's waving cock. That was where it all came from. It felt so warm, too. His back felt cold facing away from it, so he moved a bit closer, trying to wrap all of himself in that warmth. All the while, the weight of the scent in the air only grew stronger and stronger. Todd's hands reached out and took hold of the shaft again, stopping its shaking and causing the dragon to hiss again.

"I thought you didn't want to help me anymore," the dragon said, his voice wavering from the stimulation.

"I..." Todd began, eyes locked intently on the shaft throbbing in his hands. "I want it now."

"I knew you were a helpful guy," the dragon purred, licking the back of the man's head. "Would you do that...thing with your tongue again?"

"What thing?" Todd asked.

"You know," the dragon replied, looking oddly sheepish. "That thing...with my ass..."

"Um..." Todd hesitated, looking down on that flexing ring of flesh. With the dragon upright, it was easy to make out every little detail of its wrinkled surface, the way it moved and wriggled as the dragon grew excited. The soft flesh rolled in and out along the inside edges, looking as if it were made of velvet. "Yes."

He let the cock free of his hands and slid forward, dragging his cheek against the supple flesh. When his face reached the pulsing anus, he wrapped his arms around the base of the dragon's tail and pulled himself tight. His fingers could just mesh on the other side, giving him leverage to stay tight to the affectionate lips. His head came down, deep breaths travelling through his nose to appreciate the full range of the thick musk around him. He allowed his nose to be kissed by the pucker for a moment, letting it love him before he showed his love for it. After filling his lungs with that natural perfume, he leaned forward and matched his lips with the sphincter's, sucking against it while it sucked against him. The dragon's reaction was immediate, sucking in a noisy breath before releasing it in a purr of pleasure. Todd's tongue slowly extended forward, touching the flesh with just the tip. He felt the buzz of contact instantly, and moved down to lay the flat of his organ against the bottom edge of the hole. With one long lick, he covered the anus in a light coating of saliva, and in exchange received the electric taste of musk pounding through his taste buds.

Unable to delay any longer, Todd threw himself at the hole and plunged his tongue into the writhing opening. The muscular tunnel squeezed around his tongue like a vice, rubbing its warm surfaces against him. The dragon growled and angled his hind leg over Todd's head, pressing him lightly between his thick thighs and holding him tighter to the eager anus. Their sloppy make-out session continued, with the man's saliva dribbling down around his chin as the excess slipped out. The sounds of his ministrations were wet and sloppy, but muffled by the thick flesh pressed to his ears. He felt the dragon panting against his back, his shirt fluttering against his skin in the ragged gusts. The clothing felt so burdening now, but to take the off would require him to leave that excellent crevice he so fervently enjoyed.

"I...I can't take it anymore," the dragon gasped. "You're too good in there."

Todd showed his appreciation for the comment by pushing extra hard against the flexing anus, and whipping his tongue in faster circles through its interior. He felt a pair of clawed fingers wrap around his ankles, and a gentle tugging on them tried to pry him away from the object of his affection. He gripped his arms tighter around the dragon's tail and shook his head, grinding his face down into that taut anus, which wiggled left and right along with him. The dragon's growl first sounded to be one of pleasure, but then deepened into one of annoyance as he tried to pull the man from his ass.

"I need you, Todd," the dragon growled. "I need you on my cock right now."

Todd wanted to stay there forever, to feel the passionate kiss of the dragon against his lips for as long as he could stand to touch it. But the dragon needed something from him, and he couldn't keep it from him any longer. Loosening his hold of the dragon's tail, he allowed the beast's strength to pull him away, carrying him gently forward until he flopped down onto the mattress before the mighty red pillar of flesh. The musky heat wafting from the shaft made Todd regret not leaving the ass sooner, as it was going to be much more fun to gather it this way. Reaching forward, he took up the foot-long pole with his hands and rested the very tip upon his tongue. Teasing the warm, pulsing flesh felt electrifying to both him and the dragon. In fact, the dragon impatiently thrust an inch into him mouth hastily, spreading his jaw uncomfortably and wedging into his cheek.

"Sorry," the dragon hissed, clearly straining to contain himself. "But I'm through with being teased."

The man nodded hastily, and repositioned his mouth to line up better with the cock. When the thick flesh was once again oriented with his throat, Todd began to slowly push forward, spreading his jaw as best he could to accommodate the swelling flesh. His tongue danced around its surface, leaving a thin trail of saliva as he went, while the dragon added his own thick pre to the mix. It dribbled out of the twitching slit in a steady stream, its speed determined entirely by Todd's actions. While his tongue massaged the head and what little else he could handle in his mouth, both of his hands were busy stroking back and forth along the exposed shaft, twisting and squeezing at random. It was clear to Todd that he was in a very precarious position, always feeling that the dragon was one twitch away from burying his whole shaft down his throat. The beast was showing an awfully large amount of self-control to wait for his lubrication, so the main even wouldn't split the man in two.

"I...don't think...that's wet enough," the dragon panted. "I think...I need to help, too."

Todd grunted as he felt a pair of claws slip into the waist of his pants, and begin to pull. The dragon, clearly inexperienced with operating clothing, simply pulled until the button on his jeans broke, and they slid away past his ankles. His shirt was next to go, sliced up the back so as to not disturb his sucking. Now bared, Todd was surprised by the shiver he felt, his sweaty skin meeting cold air. Every time the dragon's warm breath washed over his back, he was given a respite from the cold effect. A moment later, that cold feeling was replaced by a boiling, lust-fueled heat, as he felt the dragon spread his ass with the tip of his snout, and puffing against his exposed anus. He could hear and feel the dragon snuffling behind him, gathering his musk from his balls, taint, and ass before planting a long lick on them all from bottom to top.

"I like your scent," the dragon rumbled, leaning in to nuzzle his hole again. "You have a strong name for a human."

Todd moaned into the dragon's shaft as he felt a warm, wet tongue brush against his bare ass, starting from one cheek and across to the other. He briefly felt a contact against his hole, but was afraid he had only imagined it. A moment later, the dragon's tongue wedged itself into the bottom of his crack, and licked all the way up to the top, drenching his anus in one swipe. Todd's jaw went lax from the treatment, allowing an extra inch of shaft to fit inside his warm mouth. He slobbered extra hard, not wanting to wait for the dragon to bury this magnificent shaft in him any longer. It was only a matter of time before one of them finished by accident. Just the thought of having the dragon fill him with that massive cock, along with the external treatment of his anus, made Todd's balls squeeze up in apprehension. He was on a hair-trigger now, and didn't want to waste it.

The dragon's long, wide tongue began to work his hole in earnest now, wriggling against his comparatively smaller anus as he tried to slip the tip of his organ inside. All the while, Todd was writhing and moaning into the shaft, his body going rigid as jolts of pleasure raced up his spine. As the tongue wriggled its way deeper into his clenching passage, nerves inside him sparked into life, the same way they had on the bus floor earlier. He groaned and quaked, moving backwards to get that tongue deeper into his eager hole, although the cock slipped out of his mouth by accident as he did. The thick tool jerked impatiently in front of his face, waiting to be slipped into something new. The dragon's tongue made a hasty retreat, writhing and squirming until it burst from his hole with a loud smack. Todd found himself feeling uncomfortably empty, shivering as the dragon playfully blew his hot breath into his stretched hole. He reached for the cock again, but found himself in the air and spun wildly for a moment, until he was facing the same direction as the dragon, and the thick tip was rubbing over his hole, just tugging at the rim as it slid up and down his crack.

"Nowhere for you to get off now," the dragon said, picking himself up so he stood over Todd. The heat, weight, and the encompassing shadow against Todd's back only served to remind him how big the dragon was, and how easy it was for him to be overtaken. The bed gave a satisfying groan as the dragon shifted his great bulk, and Todd briefly feared the whole thing might collapse and have him crushed. "You're all mine."

Todd took a sharp breath in apprehension as the tip of the monstrous cock dipped against his hole. His body clenched, but he tried to get himself to relax as the spire began to push in earnest, easily overpowering his defenses. The dragon hissed in appreciation all the while, growling and barking whenever his cock was massaged in a particular way. He sank deeper and deeper into Todd's passage, inch after inch spreading his insides wide and grinding against his deepest nerve endings, and he ground against the dragon's nerves in kind. It didn't take long, with their combined saliva slickening the journey, but a few long minutes later, Todd could feel warm groin scales prickling at his bare ass.

"You're always...so tight," the dragon grunted, grinding his hips down against the man in strong gyrations. "Are you ready for the fun part?"

Todd took a deep breath, the dragon's musk hanging thick in the air, and washed out any sense of doubt he had left in the back of his mind. He nodded quickly, and braced his arms against the mattress in anticipation of a strong pounding. He was right, of course, as the dragon drew himself out to the head and forced his way back in a second later, dragging Todd along the mattress with him. They both moaned out in a sweet synchronicity, filling the house with the sounds of their forbidden act. The air smelled of sex and sweat, blowing around the room as the dragon huffed and puffed with excited exertion. It wasn't long before his speed increased, and the weight he bore down on Todd's back increased as well, forcing the man down onto his belly and held in place while the scales rubbed against him and cock pulsed inside. The dragon leaked precum profusely inside of him, lubing him up for a slick and painless entry and reentry, leaving only the pleasurable electricity of sex in its wake.

"I...I won't...last," the dragon growled, straining to even form the words as his pent up urge to mate took priority. Todd could feel him, his pulsing quickening and his thrusts growing more erratic. The way the dragon rolled his hips with each trust caused the shaft to push right against his prostate, sending bolts of raw pleasure rocketing up his spine and making a mess of his head. Todd could feel that final, telling roar rumbling against his back as a deep growl in the dragon's chest, building in volume and intensity as fast as the dragon's impending climax. Todd rested his head down against the soft mattress and closed his eyes, focusing only on the throbbing cock that pushed into him with wild abandon. It would happen any moment now. That dam would crumble, and gallons of hot, sticky semen would flood into him. Those sweet apprehensions, along with the dragon's persistent rubbing against his most sensitive places, brought Todd to the brink of release. His Pribody tensed up, his ass squeezing on the imbedded shaft at a breakneck pace, as his balls tightened and released his load into the tight space between his belly and the mattress. He was left in a blanket of post-orgasmic bliss, simply lying in the warmth of his own semen, with the hot dragon heating him from the other side.

A particularly hard thrust broke his afterglow, which was quickly followed by two more, the narrow cockhead spearing him as the rest of the shaft pulsed and rattled inside him. The dragon's whole body seized and trembled around him, and Todd listened as he heard that roar loose into the air, rattling the windows in their frame. At the same time, the dragon's cock leapt within his passage, and the first jet of hot cum painted his insides white. It didn't stop there, however, as rope after rope of gooey semen filled his insides from the dragon's seemingly unending supply. For the first long moment, he showed no signs of slowing down, but soon after the pressure behind each spurt began to fall, until only a trickle dripped from the dragon's slit into the man's thoroughly filled ass. He groaned as the throbbing pillar made its final jumps and twitches inside his raw hole, before it finally lay still. The dragon that was barely holding himself up gave up on that endeavor, and flopped down completely onto the mattress, causing the bed springs and Todd to groan from the weight dropped onto them. Completely trapped under the body of the dragon, with his slowly softening cock still lodged in his rectum, he was surprised about how he felt. After the events on the bus, he had felt confused, dirty and scared. But after this, where the dragon rolled to the side and curled around his back, spooning him rather than crushing him, he felt entirely different. The dragon's head snaked down and began to lick at his ear, in what he assumed was a display of affection. He had asked for this, the dragon had given it to him, and he felt good about it. Really good.

"Man, those pheromones work every time," the dragon sighed, wrapping an arm around Todd to hold him tighter to his broad chest. "Well...almost every time."

"What?" Todd asked, suddenly not feeling as good anymore.

"As soon as someone gets a whiff of a big, strong male dragon in heat, they just can't contain themselves," he said. "Well, except my mate, apparently. Won't lift her tail no matter how many times I put my slit in her face."

"Wait a minute. You were just using me all along?" he asked.

"Well, I mean, not exactly. I just gave you the cock. You were the one that started rubbing yourself all over it."

"Aggh, I can't believe you!" Todd exclaimed. "I actually thought you weren't going to take advantage of me again, and here we are!"

"Hey, don't feel bad. It's happened to me a dozen times before. I get my nose down next to their slit, and the next thing I know I'm full of cum with a love bite on my shoulder. All it takes is a bigger males with a bigger cock and a bigger scent, and some of these guys are big. So big they wouldn't even fit in this cramped place at their smallest. Which reminds me, we're definitely going to have to make some changes while I'm here. First of all, this bed is not going to handle another one of these, so you're going to have to get a new one. Preferably larger, so I have room to stretch out. I'm going to get a cramp if I stay this size for a month."

"A month!?" Todd roared.

"Yeah. By then, my mate should have calmed down enough to let me back in. And if I'm here for a month, you're definitely going to need more food. I don't smell any cattle in here at all, alive or dead. I eat one head a day, sometimes two if it's been particularly exhausting, so...better get forty, just in case. And you're going to need a place to put them all, so you'd better sleep here to free up some space. We'll need more..."

Todd just tuned the dragon out at that point, unwilling to hear any more. He was going to have a horny dragon as a house guest for a month, and there was probably no way of getting him out now. He sighed, and closed his eyes quickly falling asleep. If anything, at least the dragon was comfortable.