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It was Saturday evening and the small group of truckers of DinoShippingCorp rested their trucks for the weekend. As usual, Lewis has stolen a few six packs from his load - the occasional "heavily damaged" palettes never cause any real inquiries from clients - and celebrated the weekend with his colleagues.

All 4 truckers gathered in the cabin of one of the trucks (one with the most free space), and played cards, watched movies, drank beer and ate snacks they bought from the station shop of the resting area. It was their weekly ritual. In the past, even more truckers would gather in the cabin. At times six of them would squeeze into the tight area, but fun was always had. Sometimes, that fun would grow to a full-on trucker orgy.

Lewis, known for drinking a few bottles every evening, knew that he could enjoy his booze with less restraint since he wouldn't have to drive the next day. It was after midnight when the games wound down and the group was about to dissolve.

"Hey, what do you think about another orgy?", Lewis slurred finishing his last bottle. Jayden, the host of today's celebration rejected. "Uh... I am too sleepy, and I don't want you lot making a mess in my cabin again. Last time, I was scraping cum stains for weeks."

"Pussy. Look at my cabin", Lewis said and grinned. "Yes, your cabin is a rubbish dump. And stinking." "You watch your tongue, boy!"

Matthew noticed the fight between Jayden and Lewis brewing and tried to prevent it.

"Lads, don't fight. We can do an orgy next week. In Lewis's truck. What'cha think?"

"Good idea, Matty. But we should bed down now. I'm too tired for some fun." replied Ethan.

Liam looked at Lewis, who was clearly drunk, and much further along than the others. The weaker dragon helped Lewis out of the cabin, which was not easy.

"Lewis, you promised me yesterday that I could be dom this time. I've been waiting for weeks, you owe me for letting you always you being dom. Now it's my turn, damnit!"

Lewis staggered and leaned heavily against Liam while they walked.

"Yeah, yeah... I hear yah. Whatever."

Liam grinned, as this would be the first time for him being on top of another trucker - an end to the "greenhorn" taunts. Over the past few weeks, he was always being taken by people in the group. It had not been easy for him the first time, since he was straight and not experienced or a fan of anal sex. But over time he had stopped bleeding and started to enjoy it a bit.

They staggered and slouched to Liam's truck, as it was always the dom that "hosted" for their night of intercourse. Usually, the truckers also stay in that truck together for the rest of the night, and Liam found the smell of Lewis's sty of a truck too much to handle.

Before entering his truck, Liam felt the need to empty his bladder. He leaned Lewis against the driver's door carefully and went to the hind tire of the tractor to piss against it. Since the tractor and engine was his, unlike the trailers which were swapped at each delivery point, this was the best spot to mark a truck with one's own scent. And truckers loved marking what was their property.

Lewis soon joined him, opening his fly.

"Hey Lewis, this is mine. Mark your own truck."

Liam groaned in frustration as he noticed Lewis had already begun pissing on the giant tire beside him. In typical fashion, the large lizard had ignored anything he didn't want to hear.. While Liam pissed at the hub cap of the double tire, enjoying the sound of urine hitting metal, Lewis released his bloated bladder against the rubber - the pressure of the piss stream making the urine splashing back on his trousers. The large amount of urine from both truckers quickly formed a puddle and both were standing with their bare feet in the warm fluids before long. Despite the anger at another trucker pissing on his wheels, Liam enjoyed the warm sensation at his feet.

But Lewis was a bit too drunk to aim, so when he turned to talk to Liam he ended up pissing all over the legs of Liam's pants - or maybe he did it intentionally just to annoy him, who knows.

After they were done, Liam helped Lewis up into the cabin, and prepared the bed. As he noticed that Lewis was staining his carpet with wet, messy foot prints, he barely managed to hold his tongue. Grabbing a towel, he silently swore at the larger lizard, doubting he would use the foot mats even if Liam asked him to.

Lewis hobbled over and lay down on the bed, before the dragon was finished tucking the sheets properly.

"Ok, Lewis, roll onto your belly please. It's not like I can lift you up to get access."

Lewis slowly followed the instruction. Liam took a washcloth and dampened it from a water bottle, then started washing the worst of the mud and piss from Lewis's feet. It was a wonderful feeling for him to see the feet he loved most within his hands, directly in front of him face, closer than ever before. He loved the shape of the lizard's feet - so different from a dragon's toes and the largest out of their trucker troop.

Lewis, having enough thick skin on his soles from using the pedals all day, wasn't ticklish and didn't respond to Liam's ministrations. After the feet were clean, Liam could begin indulging his fetish which the other truckers so frequently jeered him about.

Liam pressed his face into the pair of warm and still moist soles and rubbed his nose against them, inhaling the scent. He slowly licked the scaly feet, his tongue running over the thick skin and creases, then started sucking on the toes - playing his tongue between the lizard's toes to get at the built up musk and sweat.

While doing that, he pulled down his pants to free his own throbbing dragonhood and began masturbating - nose still touching the warm pads of Lewis's feet.

Lewis looked behind him and saw how Liam licked at his toes and jerked himself off, then moved to rubbing his dick against the soles he had been worshiping. He sighed, too drunk and lazy to say anything and just kept laying on his belly as he looking around the cabin. While Liam was enjoying himself with Lewis's feet, Lewis grabbed the instruction leaflet for the fire extinguisher from the side panel, too drunk to read the text, but his main intention was to annoy Liam by showing him how boring it was for him. He let out a loud, dramatic yawn to get the dragon's attention.

"Hey! Don't ruin the mood!" "C'mon, Liam. Aren't you fucking done yet? When's my turn?"

"You're a fucking disgrace, Lewis! You could at least act as if you were enjoying it! I do that much for you, at least." "Whatever..."

Lewis put the instruction leaflet away and wiggled his toes lazily against the scrotum of the dragon humping his soles. Liam tried his best to stay horny, to ignore the greedy lizard, but with a partner like a drunken Lewis it was impossible to enjoy himself. The lizard slob was not willing to be a sub at all!

Liam decided to take what he wanted himself. Shuffling forward until he was knelt over Lewis, he eased the lizard's thick tail to the side. He lined himself up and quickly dove into the ass of the tipsy lizard - hilting his saliva-lubed cock deep inside. His eyes closed as the soft, warm hole engulfed his dragonhood and squeezed at it teasingly. He quickly built up a rhythm and began pounding the drunk lizard's hole. His hands started stroking down the lizard's legs, soon finding the moist feet. He locked his fingers between the wet toes he had recently been sucking on and soon went over the edge, shooting pump after pump of dragon cum deep into the lizard's bowels.

After Liam climaxed and recovered, he realised he was hugging Lewis - clinging to the source of his orgasm. But then he noticed that Lewis had his eyes closed. Just before he could ask if Lewis was okay he heard an unmistakable snore coming from the lizard's mouth.

"What the... Hey, Lewis, wake up, you fucker!"

"Wha'...? Oh, Liam, are you finished?"

"Fuck. Yes."

"Oh... really? I didn't even feel ya go in, thought you were packing more'en that."

Liam scowled down at the dozing lizard, who slowly shifted until he stood up and sat on the bed.

"Yeah, your dick's way too small, boy. I'll show yah what t'do when it ain't enough, how t'enjoy yerself. At least you lubed me up some."

Lewis grabbed his own tail, carefully bending it between his splayed legs, and slowly pushed it inside his own asshole. The muscles of the tail were not trained enough to do it, but the bones would flex enough, so he could use his hands to push it in and out - enjoying the blunt tip and thicker shaft.

While Lewis humped himself with his own tail, Liam watched, but was not happy with the fact that Lewis was once again enjoying himself more than he could.

"Lewis, you're supposed to be taking care of me, not your own ass. And don't stain my truck. Hey! Lewis!"

But Lewis wasn't listening to Liam. He kept masturbating, his shaft bounding in time to his tail-thrusting. With a loud groan, a load of thick semen burst from the end of his cock, quickly spreading all around the truck cabin: The front seats, the carpet on the floor, the bed sheets, and finally the pants of his DSC uniform - Lewis's fountain of pleasure marked them all. As the shower of spurts turned into a dribble, Lewis released his shaft and sniffed at the line of cum on his fingers before slowly licking it off.

"See boy, that's how you do it. Now clean up the rest of the mess!"

Lewis grabbed Liam by the hair and forcefully pushed his head into his crotch, dragging Liam down to his knees before he could protest. Lewis was way more forceful as usual and actually hurt Liam, a few strands of hair being pulled free. Liam assumed the alcohol made Lewis not notice - his sensitivity lost under the drunkenness.

Liam licked the cum from the lizard's musky cock as Lewis wiped his tail clean on the recently soiled bed sheets. Liam quickly detached from the drunken lizard once his job was done.

"That's it... Good Liam. Nighty, boy."

Lewis laid down on the bed again and fell asleep quickly, the alcohol and the afterglow of the climax literally knocked him out.

"Hey Lewis, make way. I have to sleep on that bed too! Hey! LEWIS!"

Lewis was laying on his back, sleeping deeply while snoring like a train, naked with his legs spread open to occupy the entirety of the narrow bed. Liam could not waken the drunken trucker.

"Fuck... that's the last time I ever bring you back here, you asshole. See if I ever raise my tail to you again."

This night, Liam had to sleep on the hard floor of the cabin. At least it has a thin carpet to keep him warm, but it was wet from Lewis's earlier piss-coated feet and the fresh globs of cum that Liam would need to clean out. He regretted that he has chosen Lewis for his submissive partner, but he hadn't any choice really. The other two members of the group were not in the mood and Liam knew they wouldn't bend to his requests. They didn't owe him anything; he was the new guy and the lowest rung of the group. Liam grumbled as he thought about how Lewis's musky sweat and scent would rest in the cabin for at least the next week. The bed sheets would be full of cum and sweat stains by the morning. He turned onto his side, his hip pushing uncomfortably into the hard floor, and hoped the lizard would at least shower in the morning. Or go back to his own truck before breakfast. Liam shut his eyes, rolling onto his back again to relieve the pressure on his hip. He knew the lizard wouldn't bother waking up early tomorrow. He'd be lucky if he could leverage the sleeping slob enough to stop him pissing inside the cabin rather than going to the bathroom. He spotted the empty coffee cup from his evening snack and wondered if it could hold the big lizard's bladder-load.

As he lay there, stewing in his bitter thoughts, the loud snoring of the lizard prevented him from drifting away into sleep.