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Argonian - November 30, 2014 Written by Afril, Edited by Chaos Blackwing (cl) The Gay Furry Association

M/M, Human/Reptile, Oral/Anal/Caressing/Coersion

Another strange half-dream I tried to write down as best I could - A stranger walks up to an argonian and tugs on his face, wanting to unmask 'Rick'.

The docks were quiet,the only ones out in the cool air being the nightwatch making their rounds, a breton and an argonian worker. Rushes stood beside a sputtering torch, waiting for someone - At least that was what the khajiit had said, when placing a silver coin in his hand.

"Be at the docks about twilight, and wait for a male to contact you. Tell him Johni can't make it. Ok?"

Being an apprentice to an alchemist was about as exciting as watching plants grow - Literally. So this little bit of excitement would last him for days... He hoped he didn't reek too badly - Rushes had accidentally spilled some love-philter on himself while decanting a bottle for a customer - Not much, thank the Graces, but enough to make his nostrils wrinkle. He heard a footstep and turned, watching a human approach him.

Henri watched his 'man' for awhile. Oh, 'Rick' was good... very good. This disguise was almost perfect. Who would suspect an argonian of being a 'cat-thief'? Not that they couldn't be stealthy - But the scales hindered them a bit. The illusion mask was a real pro job, and if he hadn't gotten a tip, there was no way he would have looked twice at the reptile. But now, after so many months of searching, he had the slippery feline. Walking up to the male, he grabbed the argonian's face-spikes and pulled.

"Alright Rick, time to show your true face!"

Strangely, they didn't budge. Either they were glued in well, or... Suddenly a scaled hand slid along the back of his head and warm , armored lips pressed themselves to his! By the Spires! He was kissing another male - Well, more like he was being kissed. Not that it mattered to his heart. As the kiss deepened, he felt all kinds of emotions flooding his brain, and it was all he could do to stand, let alone let go of the male's face.

When their mouths parted, he was shocked to find he didn't want it to end... He wanted to rip the robe off the male and run his hands over the reptilian body. Squeeze the firm, scaled ass he just knew hid under the cloth.

The reptile stared at him. "Did I do it right?"

Wha?

"The mouth-touch greeting. I have seen you humans touching mouths several times, usually male to female, but sometimes two males will greet each other this way - Especially in taverns. I hope I did it right. Shall I try it again?"

Oh Yes! Henri growled and almost ripped off his clothing right then and there, but had enough decorum to growl, "Inn."

The scaled male nodded, and breathlessly the couple hurried to the closest place with a room to rent. The innkeeper didn't even bat an eye - Being on patrol when he was younger meant he saw all kinds of things you would like to forget.... Like two giants humping a mammoth from either end. It wasn't so much the act itself, as the size of the wangers the giants were stuffing into the poor male. Even so, the bull seemed to be enjoying every inch that was being thrust inside him, if the bell-clapper swaying between his legs was any indication... An argonian and a breton wanting a room together didn't even rate a 'meh'. Long as the gold was paid (plus damages if they got too 'frisky), he didn't care. He did draw the line at horses - They stayed in the stable, though he was generous enough to drop the price to 5 gold for anyone wanting to 'sleep' with their steed.

The door had barely closed behind them before clothing hit the floor, and they looked each other over. Was that a bit of pink on the reptile's cheeks? It just made the male more sexy. Foreplay would have to wait for another time- neither of them could wait long enough to even kiss again. Rushes fell onto his back, wanting to watch his lover's face as they humped. He shivered as cool oil was dribbled on his tail-hole, followed by a much warmer cock. The bulbous head teased his pucker for a long, agonizing moment, before it breached his ring, forcing it's way in. The shaft was hard and thick and throbbing as it entered his passage. A thrust made him moan, followed by a slow withdrawal... A harder thrust made his toes curl. The third one buried the log to the hilt inside him, stretching his anus, filling him so wonderfully. Hair tickled his ring of muscle as he clenched on the man-meat, feeling it swell, the tip flaring. His own reddish cock was dribbling sticky pre on his scaled belly, but he dared not touch it, lest he explode in lust. He wanted the pleasure/pain to last as long as possible before he passed out from sheer bliss. A wicked thought made his eyes open - just because he couldn't touch himself, didn't mean he had to clutch at the linens...

Henri had never been inside someone so tight. It rippled along his penis, clinging like a second skin. It squeezed him like a horny milking maid, making his balls swell with need. He clenched his teeth to stifle the scream as clawed fingers teased his nipples, before stroking his sweaty chest. Another rippling squeeze on his cock and he shot a wad of sticky pre into the reptile's ass, a ragged moan echoed by the male under him. He wanted to pound the argonian's ass through the straw mattress and into the boards beneath, but the only thing keeping him from collapsing onto the horny male was a death-grip on the headboard. The armored tail caressed his rump, teasing him by sliding between his sweaty cheeks, a scaled hand squeezing his butt firmly. He bucked. He humped. He went blind as those naughty fingers tweaked his nipples, the other ones gripping his fleshy ass, caressing it roughly. He slammed his cock in as deep as it would go, his balls demanding to be emptied into the too-tight passage that *squeezed* him so wonderfully. Finally he let out a strangled snarl, blasting his seed into his new lover.

Rushes felt the hot jets splatter inside him and moaned, squeezing the throbbing pole. No finger felt like this... He tugged on the spurting cock, wanting it deeper still, and getting yet another long, sticky spurt of man-cum. His own seed was dribbling on his belly, mingling with the drops of sweat that fell onto his scales. He licked his dry lips, thinking it would be nice to have a second penis to suck on, but he wasn't sure he had the energy to do one justice. Then he hissed a quiet laugh - he had barely gotten one male into his bed, and he already wanted two. 'The only thing greed will get you is an empty palm', his father would say. So he tugged on the cock inside him and leaned forward so he could tongue one of the bumps on the dusky chest, tasting the salty liquid on the shuddering smooth skin. He was definitely going to take his time exploring every inch of his new lover.

Henri moaned... The lizard kept tugging and squeezing his cock, like it wanted more. But he didn't have anything more to give. He had already cum harder and longer than he could remember - Aaaaugh! Sharp reptilian teeth teased his hard nipple, followed by a soft tongue lapping the sweat from his skin. The free hand slid down his side and across his hip to join it's brother on his butt, squeezing and kneading the firm mounds, the claws digging in just a little. It was all so damned exotic! His hands shook, and he lost his hold on the headboard, falling on top of the male. They lay together for a long moment, before their faces touched again. This time the kiss was much hungrier, both males trying to devour the others lips, tongues touched and flushed skin pressed to scale, as they shared hot, steamy breaths. And that is how they fell asleep, neither of them wanting to move.

The innkeeper grinned at the noises coming from the room. All those spikes on the lizard would be ripping up the cheap linens in no time - Which meant an extra gold piece for him.

* * * *

Henri woke with a contented feeling. His ball hurt - In a good way. His morning wood cast a shadow on the floor from the light that came through the square window. He would have thought it all a grand dream except for the smell of rut in the air, and the green-scaled male that came through the door with a pail of warm water. Split-pupiled eyes looked him over with a hunger that made him shudder, especially when they locked onto his erection. The bucket thunked on the floor, followed by the robe the argonian had put on. The male knelt by the bed, one clawed hand cupping his sack, the other sliding up to play with his nipples as the armored snout opened and engulfed his cock. The man screeched and arched up int the warm mouth as a wet tongue lashed his tip, harvesting the pre that drooled out of the little slit. The long fingers tickled and teased his nuts, a thumb rolling them around gently as the longest one slid between his cheeks, the clawed tip teasing the 'rosebud' that lay between them. The muzzle moved, hard lips pressed tightly to the shaft, teeth scraping lightly along the fleshy pole, making it's owner sweat. Especially when they collared the ridged head, little pin-pricks of pain followed by the velvet tongue flicking across the sensitive underside. Down went the green head, until nostrils stirred crotch hair and the entire length was cradled by the warm fleshy organ. Hard, hungry sucks had Henri arching his back, while his fingers dug into the straw mattress, as the argonian's free hand gripping his ass, a finger teasing his anus open, slipping inside to tickle and scritch at the ring of muscle.

He thought he had cum hard the night before... He went blind as he blasted his hot, sticky ropes of lust into the male's maw, the offering quickly swallowed to make room for the next one. The clawed fingers tugged and teased and milked the churning balls to get every last bit of sperm form them, while long, hard sucks made sure that they made their up the long cock-stalk and out the flared end, to be gobbled up by the hungry reptile. And the argonian didn't stop torturing his lover until nothing could be gotten from the still half-erect penis - Not even sweet pre.

Sliding his finger for the squeezing hole, Rushes gripped the sweaty butt, helping his lover slide back down onto the bed. He didn't want to let go of the firm, smooth rump that felt to wonderful in his hands, but no work meant no coins. Sighing he kissed the cock-tip that he already wanted to hold in his mouth again, and gently let it lay on the heaving stomach.

"I will be at the Tree's Shade alchemy shop for the day. When I get off, I would like to discuss living together - If it would be alright with *Ummmf*" The kiss was just as hot as last night's with a touch more desperation in it. Grinning like he had drunk an entire bottle of mead, the argonian slid his robe on and made his way out of the inn.

End