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Despite their friend Ruco's insistence, the trip was not going well at all.

Kloog and Lars both were promised an incredibly fun weekend for their hatch days (both were within a month of each other so they often celebrated together). However, it seemed absolutely everything that could go wrong was going wrong. First, they got stuck in a storm as Kloog flew to the port, nearly knocking both his bipedal mate Lars and his friend Ruco off his back. Then, once they arrived, the portmaster told them they couldn't get on the ship because of an impending storm that was expected to hit. Ruco managed to convince the harbour master to let them set sail with him as captain, but they ended up in the very storm they were warned about and nearly lost it all on the boat ride to the destination.

Kloog, of course, was wondering why they needed to take a boat when he could fly them anywhere, but Ruco had to keep his mouth shut on the issue as it was 'a surprise', and that both Lars and Kloog needed to trust him.

Lars was a bit more understanding of the situation overall, and happily calmed his angry mate down even in the midst of the storm, with sheets of rain pattering down on the deck and waves rocking them about. It took a lot of patience and dedication, but after a day or so worth of travel, Ruco called out from the captain's deck that there was land on the horizon.

Both Lars and Kloog rushed to the bow of the ship, squinting through the torrents of rain to see the tropical destination over the waves. It was long off and blurred by the storm, but they could see the port they were to dock at.

"AHA! Finally!" Kloog yelled, more angry than he'd intended it to sound. He widened his wings to jump into the air, but was stopped by Ruco.

"Don't do that, Pata! The wind will destroy you before you make it to the shore!" the green and purple bipedal dragon shouted out from behind the captain's wheel, rocking it to the side to turn into an oncoming wave that splashed onto the deck. The entire ship rocked heavily to the side before righting itself, leaving Lars on his rump, unable to maintain balance on the rocking ship.

Due to the high wind at their aft, they were coming into the port very fast, and right when they were sure they were just about ready to tie in the sails and glide the rest of the way, there was a deep roar behind them, followed by a bellowing groan.

All three dragons glanced behind to see a massive sea beast crest the waves behind them, launching itself into the air. It was larger than any whale, adorned by tentacles down its side and a massive organ on what appeared to be its head that bellowed out like a horn. In the split moment while it hung in the stormy skies, a bolt of lightning flashed behind it, illuminating its silhouette before it crashed back into the ocean, creating a wave so large it capsized the ship as all three dragons held on for their dear lives.

Everything from there to their getting beached was kind of a blur of water, wind, waves, and sand as their ship flipped itself over, dropping them into the choppy, wave-covered water giving them only brief moments to breathe above the surface before churning them back into the salty sea.

Luckily, the wind and waves were gently and rapidly carrying them to the shore, where another large wave left their ship up 20 meters onto the beach with them all spread out between the port and a giant cliff off to the other side of them. There were boxes and crates strewn about, some of which had busted open leaving vials and bottles of fluids floating in the water to massage the shore with each powerful wave.

With sand under his wings, Ruco finally got to his feet and shook off with the aid of the torrents of rain, cleaning himself off as he walked down the shore to wake the hatchday duo. First he got to Lars, who was laying on his back with arms and legs splayed out, a single bottle of red liquid resting between tail and thigh. Ruco was thirsty so he grabbed the bottle and took a sip before slapping Lars awake. "You okay?" he asked with a calm voice that was so gentle it could barely be heard over the patter of rain splashing on the waves.

Lars coughed and rolled over onto his side, spewing out bits of water as he clutched idly at the wet sand beneath him. "I think I'm fine. Where's Kloog?" He mumbled.

Ruco looked up to see that Kloog was on all fours and slowly walking towards them, wings drooping to let the sand dribble off the tips, once again with the aid of the rain. "Seems fine to me, I hope. Just, let's go head up to the estate. Ceylon should be waiting for us there."

Lars shifted and leaned against one of the crates, exhausted. Not yet. Let's just sit here a bit, I'm too tired to do anything. And thirsty!"

Ruco happily offered him part of the red concoction he'd plucked from Lars' crotch. "Here, have some of this. Kind of sweet and fruity, and better for you than sea water."

Lars happily took it and poured some on his tongue, swallowing it all in one large gulp before tossing the bottle. "Delicious, actually, but it has a bit of a bitter aftertaste. Maybe there's some more here in this crate!" He turned around and pried off one of the boards to expose dozens upon dozens of vials and flasks and bottles of the fluid of all colors across the spectrum from red to green and back to red with everything in between, as well as white, black, and clear.

Part of this felt a little off to Ruco, but he still took some time to gather some of the bottles from the waves and bring them up to the box with the two of them. He could see the ship they'd come in on resting on the hill of sand between there they were and the thick, dense jungle between them and the estate they were here to visit. Other than it being beached, it actually seemed to be in pristine condition. At least that was something. When he returned to Lars, Kloog was sitting behind him with a claw int he cork of the largest bottle he could find, gently tugging it out before drinking it down.

"Lars is right, pretty good but a bit of an aftertaste. Is there any booze in this?" he said before belching and tossing the bottle.

Ruco immediately went to pick up both discarded bottles - both the one Lars tossed and the bigger one Kloog tossed. "You probably shouldn't make too much of a mess of the beach, and I don't know what's in the drinks. Either way, drink responsibly!" He smiled and sat down beside the other two.

Kloog had another couple drinks and Lars kept at his bottles until he'd downed a half dozen of the smaller selections of red and green drinks. Ruco knew that they'd be able to go to the estate they'd been invited to, but the other two dragons seemed content to lay on the beach and drink the multicolored liquid as the storm slowly dissipated and the clouds parted. After about an hour of beachfront relaxation, the skies were nearly clear and they were drying in the sun.

"Well, I think it's about time for us to go, don't you think?" Ruco suggested as he got to his feet and rubbed his talons clean of the sand.

But Lars just shook his head and shrugged. "Naw, I'm happy here. A beachfront hatch day is good enough for me. Not sure I need to try anything else just so we can fuck it up again." he raised a bottle to Kloog, who gently toasted him and took another swig.

"I'm not moving from this here spot." Kloog agreed. "Let's just stay here and cuddle." He nuzzled his relatively massive black snout into Lars' belly as he let out a gentle rumble of a purr.

Lars laid his talon on Kloog's cheek, giving a gentle rub and caressing his way up to the very tip of his mate's horn as he squirmed in place. The two were happy to cuddle one another with absolutely no desire to leave or risk doing anything else, so Ruco shook his head and turned tail to leave.

There was a plan in place, and Ruco wanted it to carry on. He was worried about the shipwreck and how it would impact the plans, but he still wanted the rest of the trip to carry on without an issue, so he simply left his friends to go and consult with their host in the estate. Took him a while to get there, as they were half a kilometer away from the path that led from the port to the estate, and another two kilometers away from the estate itself, but he had plans and he wanted to do all he could for his good friends.

Meanwhile, back on the beach, Kloog and Lars were getting a little frisky, not realizing that the drinks they had were not drinks but potions. Potions that would have a variety of effects on them in a matter of time.

As Kloog's snout nuzzled into Lars' belly, Lars reached down between his legs, noticing that he was feeling particularly moist between his thighs and tail. It had just stopped raining less than an hour ago, but he'd already dried up fully so this added slickness and moisture was something of a surprise to him. He noticed that the fluid that was forming there was incredibly viscous, slimy, and stringy, and when he brought up his slickened fingers, he gave it a sniff to find it smelled almost as sweet as the red drink he was having. Curious, he took a lick and found it to taste the same, too, despite it being clear.

Kloog also sniffed at the fluid and flared out his nostrils to get the best sample of the scent. HE let out a grumble and shifted on his hind legs as his member slowly slipped from his sheathe. "W-what's that?" He asked, finding his mind come clouded with the overwhelming arousal that the aroma was inducing in him. Like a dog, he quickly hopped up and around to bury his snout between Lars' legs, inhaling deeply before snaking his tongue out to get a sample of the flavors.

Lars curled his toes in delight as he spread his legs, holding Kloog's head down in place, ensuring he not pull his tongue from the smaller dragon's slickened rump. It wasn't hard to tell that the fluid was being secreted from inside Lars' rump, and it was flowing nearly as quickly as his mate could like it up and suck it out. The brief moment of lucidity Lars had before letting himself be captured by the throes of passion offered him the insight to realize what the potions had done to him, but he was fully okay with it, so he let his mate continue to press and lick against him, tongue exploring his depths.

"Hmmmmm! Delicious!" Kloog mumbled into Lars' crotch, his hot breath tickling at his mate's slit. His own cock was growing by the second with each heartbeat, the ridges of it growing intense and defined on the underside, knot inflating on either side.

Lars felt his own member slip from its confines thanks to the muscular tentacle that was Kloog's tongue snaking its way around him, seemingly probing deeper and deeper with each passing moment until he felt a bit of a bulge prodding at his belly. As he looked down, he saw that his mate's tongue was pressing out against his abdominal wall. This wasn't normal, Kloog loved to lick and suck at his pucker, but never could his tongue go in that deep. Again, he chalked this change up to the effects of the brew they'd consumed, which must have given Kloog a particularly long, thick, dextrous tongue. He certainly wasn't complaining; no, he was was ecstatic! This felt wonderful and his rump was literally drooling the gooey liquid down his mate's snout.

With his tongue still deep in his mate, Kloog purse his lips together and gave a gentle kiss at Lars' rump, sucking gently as his tongue continued to explore. A deep kiss with all the passion a tongue and lips could offer, and Lars seemed to be absolutely loving it! Kloog could feel his mate's muscles contracting and writing beneath his maw, only to find that the pucker seemed considerably stretchier than it usually was. Kloog - being a much larger dragon than his mate - was used to Lars loosening up for his cock, but not like this. As he sucked he found the flesh distended into his maw with ease, so he pulled away and licked himself clean, glancing down at the tender, pink-hued pucker of Lars. Rather than say anything, he just smiled and grinned, reaching over to grab one of the bigger bottles.

"W-what are you doing?" Lars panicked, seeing the size of the bottle his mate was brandishing like a dildo, aiming the bottom at his rump. He closed his legs in protest, covering his rump but found the squeezing pressure to make his hole even more sensitive, the slickness making flesh rub against flesh.

"Oh, trust me, you will be fine." Kloog said as he forced his talon between Lars' legs, harvesting a palm full of the thick gooey fluid and wiping it on the bottom end of the bottle, smearing it all over all but the neck of the glass before prying his mate's legs apart and pressing the blunt end against the tender pucker.

Much to Lars' complete and utter surprise, he felt his flesh part wide to swallow the sleek glass bottle, which slipped into him with ease. He could feel the hardness of it pressing against his hip bones, but it didn't hurt at all and the gooeyness of it allowed it to slide in and out with Kloog's gentle thrusts. "Be careful now, Kloog." Lars whimpered, hands folded up on his chest with a blush forming on both sets of cheeks (face and rump).

Kloog didn't respond, instead he gave a devious grin as he pushed against the bottle, forcing more and more of it into his mate until the tender rump flesh closed down around the neck of it, practically swallowing all but the very tip of it. Kloog rubbed his cheek against Lars' belly to feel the hard surface through the abdominal wall as he slowly gripped the end of the bottle and pulled it out with a wet sloppy squelch followed by a deep abdominal rumbling.

"Hhhhngph!" Lars grunted as he felt it slide out of him, leaving him gaping, drooling, and feeling empty for a few seconds before his mate pressed the bottle back against his rump and forced it just as deep as before, this time in one rapid motion from initial anal spread to the gentle swallow of it, with rump flesh wrapped tightly around it and pulsing with each heartbeat.

This time there was no time to sit and wait, enjoying the full sensation of flesh stretched tight and spread around such a large object, because Kloog immediately pulled it out and tossed it to the side, burying his snout in the resulting open rump gape and prodding his tongue deep inside as his snout miraculously began to slip between the cheeks to get smothered by the flesh as the bottle had.

Lars writhed in pleasure and idly began rubbing at himself as his mate nuzzled and burrowed into his rump, the texture of dragon scales stimulating him deep and wide. His lower jaw clattered as the snout rotated inside him, spreading open to have tongue once again prod at him and taste the flavors. Luckily, his tail was between his rump and the sand or this could have been a wholly unpleasant experience.

With another powerful jerk of the neck, Kloog pulled entirely out of Lars' rump and stood over him, massive cock swinging between his legs, the tip touching the end of Lars' tail. Surprised at how his member could practically touch the ground, he looked down to see it was twice its normal length and must have been eight times the weight! It was so heavy and thick, and he knew he needed to bury it in his beach-baked mate's slick and malleable rump. "Better be ready." He growled as he arched his back and tensed his pelvic muscles to aim himself right at the gaping, sloppy hole of his mate.

"Oh, I'm always ready." He grinned back at him, bucking his hips up against the hot, purple flesh of his mate's massive cock. He could feel it slip into him with ease, the ridges popping in one at a time to fill him up. He tried to clench his muscles tight but couldn't quite do anything to push back against the surprisingly large member from his rump. Kloog was well hung in the first place, but this was bigger than normal, this time he could feel the ridged upside of it pressing against his belly as it slowly forced its way in, and he hadn't even felt the knot press between his cheeks like before.

"Well, isn't this the most delicious of surprises." a voice called out from the other side of the ship. Both Kloog and Lars looked up to see Ruco standing alongside a bipedal Ceylon and his reptilian pet, a massive aqua, crimson, and peach speckled beast with massive ridges on his snout, arms, legs, and even sheathe.

Yes, sheathe. "Get that scaled beauty over here!" Lars called to the three of them.

The large lizard dragon raptor beast looked over to Ceylon with a cocked head as if to ask if it was okay, and Ceylon nodded in agreement. "Go ahead Styreks, just be gentle, let them have their fun, mmkay?"

Styreks chirped happily and fluttered his wings as he hopped over the sandy hills to make it to the two dragons that were mating. He gave Kloog a long nuzzle, nibble, and lick before reaching underneath to lick at Lars' cock, nibbling at the balls and exhaling deeply like a horse.

Kloog huffed in response and bucked his hips hard, forcing both bulbs of the knot to squeeze and slip into Lars' rump, expanding within and locking itself in place. He was surprised to feel Styreks' muzzle press up under his own tail, offering a tongue to his own pucker that explored as his own had done to his mate. Normally he wasn't into this kind of thing, but in the heat of the moment and being under the influence of the potions, he let it happen and found himself enjoying it quite thoroughly! HE pushed back into the tongue, which tugged on the knot in his mate and pulled his own cock from its slit with ease, only to have him buck back into him, knot shifting around inside.

Lars was panting heavily as he felt the combined muscular force of both his mate and the dragon companion bucking into him, but he wanted more. He needed more. His rump felt like it could swallow two cocks easily, maybe three. IT was loose and sloppy and needed more to feel full, so he cried out in the most lusftul way he knew how, "Mooooooore!" His lower jaw was trembling and his body was shaking in delight as his muscles and flesh throbbed around his mate's pulsating cock.

Kloog didn't know what more to shove into his insatiable mate, but it seemed Styreks had an idea or two.

The aqua and crimson dragon - with tongue still buried deep within Kloog's backside, reached around the black dragon's haunches to feel around until his claws met the gooey, squishy mess that was Lars's loose hole. Without even hesitating, he pressed the very claw tips in beside the massive knot and forced until his entire hand slipped in to the wrist. While inside, he flexed his hand into a fist so that it was like a third lobe on Kloog's already massive knot. HE could feel the flesh of the tiny dragon's rump contracting around it in wavelike pulses of pleasure before feeling it clamp down hard, squeezing the dragon's hand next to the hot-fleshed cock it was resting against.

Lars let out a long, sullied wail as his flesh quivered and spasmed, his own cock spewing large amounts of his seed all over his belly and into the sand around him. He whimpered gently as his mate's maw found its way to his in a loving kiss. There was also a warmth emanating from his lower belly and into his chest as Kloog's seed seeped into him.

The resulting pressure and the release of climax allowed Kloog's knot to deflate a bit, allowing it to slip out from his mate's sloppy manhole with a flow of thick, viscous fluids.

Styreks wasn't quite done with these two dragons he'd just met, but it was clear they were both relaxing a bit, so he arched his tail around to prod at his own hole while keeping his fist balled up inside Lars' rump, even as the larger drake's cock shrivelled and slurped out, leaving a thick trail of blue cum. Another result of the potions, the blue cum was.

"Alright, looks like you guys are done, at least for now. Come come, we have some plans to attend to." Ceylon instructed, patting Ruco on the back.

Lars and Kloog both looked up, a little exhausted from such a brisk but intense session on the beach. Styreks just kept licking at Kloog's rear, lapping at the fluids that were starting to secrete and dribble down the quadruped's inner thighs. Poor guy barely was able to get himself excited before the other two finished.

"Alright." Lars whimpered as he got to his feet, hips feeling weak from the sloppy hole between them. As he took his first steps, he felt a torrential gush of the secreted fluids mixed with Kloog's seed splashing down his legs onto the sand of the beach.

Kloog, seeing this, lowered his tail to cut Styreks off of his own fluids and grabbed a bottle, once again polishing it off and gently wiggling it up under Lars' tail to act as a plug, which helped him retain the sloppy warmth within, but also made him walk funny by shifting his hips left and right with every step. As they went away from the broken crate of potions, Styreks fell in behind, occasionally sniffing at the twin rumps, hoping to get another taste as he walked around on his hind legs, own cock still swaying back and forth to slap hon his thighs.

Ceylon led them up the long walkway to the estate, and the entire time they were travelling, Both Lars and Kloog noticed that there were streamers, balloons, and other party favors lined along the pathway. When they finally arrived at the state they were enamoured to see that Ruco and Ceylon had set up a beautiful party for them with viking memorabilia all over the place, big heaping stacks of burgers, steaks, and hotdogs, as well as a few massive crates of multicolored potions that had labels on them such as "superlube" and "Beach Bum".

"HAPPY HATCHDAY!" Both Ceylon and Ruco chanted at them as they both slapped their guests on the shoulder.

Instantly, Lars went for another of the 'super lube' potions as well as a 'beach bum' potion, while Kloog picked up one called "Doublecock", and Styreks laid back and ate at one of the burgers.

Ceylon sighed and invited Ruco to enjoy one called "Switcheroo", as he heartily mused to himself, "I Can tell this is going to be along night for you three."