Quickie # 2.5 Killer Practice
"It just irritates me, you know? People think I am just some whore who fucks all the guys on the sports teams. I have feelings too! Sure, I admit it, I love to fuck, suck and jack off guys whenever, wherever I can. I'm not an addict or disease-ridden prostitute that everyone seems to label me as. *sigh* Maybe Eli is right. Maybe I should just relax and put things into perspective. Then again, He and I fool around too... I dunno what to do anymore. It's just all too much, you know? The stress with school, track... finding someone to protect me..." ranted Joey before burying his face in Coach Tigris's chest fur. "I'm sorry! Please forgive me. I'm such a mess." Cried the green dragon as the coach tried soothing the wailing and tormented boy.
"Wow... Joey... I... had no idea you kept all this bottled up. That's not healthy you know?" Tigris said rubbing Joey's back.
"I don't really have anyone to vent to. The only people around me are the one that I suck, fuck or paw and they take their leave once my job is done!" sniffled the emerald draconian.
"Take a break, seriously. I'll give you a couple days leeway on the track and in class to let you get some time to put things in perspective. I can't stand to see you this way."
"Thanks..." smiled Joey, wiping his eyes. "Sorry I killed your hard-on." The dragon joked, looking down at the tiger's lap as the once blood-filled dick began losing strength.
"Don't worry... it will come back." chuckled the coach. "You know, you are a very special person. I can't understand why someone hasn't claimed you. It is mind boggling." Coach Tigris flirted.
"Aw, you know flattery will get you everywhere." cooed the blushing dragon.
"I'll protect until then." whispered the coach.
It was already afterschool and the locker room lights were out, except for Tigris's office. Shutters and blinds prevented a majority of it from escaping, but you could tell someone was in there. That's if you were deaf and didn't hear the moans or the shuffling of bodies. Tigris and Joey have been doing this sort of thing for months now. Joey's parents are never around to know or care where their son is, so feeling abandoned Joey went to someone he felt safe with, someone he was attracted to. Joey dreamed of running away with Vance {Coach Tigris's first name for the confuzzled} for weeks, going away to some far off city and living together happily in their own house where nothing could get between them. Sadly, dreams are just dreams. Vance had a wife and kid in preschool, he couldn't leave all that behind he for an affair with an under aged student and Joey understood that. It's just didn't have anyone to hold him and claim his own. The tiger gave what love he could to the boy, but the little he could shed was not enough for Joey. Until then however, these sessions kept Joey going and off of dark thoughts.
"What are you in the mood for?" Vance asked standing before Joey who was on a blow up mattress, both with raging erections.
"Chinese food or pizza, I can't decide." giggled the dragon.
"You know what I meant." the coach retorted.
"Surprise me, love." murred Joey.
"Turn around and get on all fours." said Vance in a low but loving tone.
The emerald dragon did so and wiggled his rump playfully, waiting for his surprise. He felt his cheeks spread, thinking a warm cockhead was going to meet his pucker, but it wasn't. A slimy tongue began to slip and slide down the dragon's crack, coating it in the tiger's saliva. Joey just moaned and closed his eyes as a new feeling took hold of his body. Vance shoved his tongue into Joey, sending a sharp pain into the dragon's body. However, Joey managed to keep his penis out of its vent and stiff with his fantasies. The coach pulled out, cleaning his lips with a paw.
"Thought I would try that at least once. How'd it feel?" grinned the feline, now standing up again.
"Interestingly hot." answered the boy.
"Good, now face me on your knees."Joey swirled his body around, resting his body on his knees as his face meet the tiger's crotch which was muskier than the locker room after today's practice. One of Vance's paws was holding the back of Joey's head, pushing him forward slightly. "I'm going to face-fuck you and if all goes well, you'll get a treat." Joey nodded in response and swallowed the member in front of him and sat there, waiting for it to begin. Vance began slowly but he went as far as he could go, stuffing the dragon's throat. After a moderate pace was built, Vance slammed into Joey's maw and repeated this a couple times before going into a berserk fit of thrusting. Joey only whimpered as his jaw was being stretched and rammed by the feline. "Fuck, this feels sooo good!" panted Coach Tigris. "I can't believe we haven't done this before! Oh yeah!" he huffed and grunted as his climax neared. After a couple more thrusts, Joey felt a typhoon of jizz rush down his esophagus with Vance still humping away. Joey tried pulling away because the amount of cum was too much but the tiger held his head in place as he let his wad go inside of the dragon. Bit by bit, the emerald draconian somehow swallowed the load and started to suck the limp phallus clean. The tiger removed his grip and pulled out, letting the boy regain control. Joey started to breath heavily and wiped the few drops of tears from his eyes. "Oh my, did I hurt?" Vance worried, rushing to Joey's side.
"No... I've been through worse... I'm fine, really. I just want to know what my treat is." panted the dragon. The feline laughed a bit and hugged Joey, murring and nuzzling him.
"So, what are you in the mood for?" Vance asked once again.
"After that, I wanna do the same to you, see how you like!" answered Joey.
"Still in the mood for Chinese or pizza?"
"Yeah... I'd like that." Joey smiled, but on the inside he felt used by the person he loved. He put on a façade and played the role of a content dragon to fool the coach. After dinner, Vance dropped the draconian off at his home and claimed he was in a rush to get back home, saying he wasted too much time at the school. Joey noticed how he didn't say ‘we' in those words. Upon entering his empty home, Joey slammed the door and ran up to his room, again slamming the door. That entire night was spent crying and screaming by the poor dragon. His room was torn and his furniture was filled completely thrown around. He passed out in his own snot and tears on the floor. The walls read "You slut!" in big letters and the knife used to carve this in was still lodged in the wood.
"When I Look At You My Heart Skips A Beat But Later That Beat Could Mean A Lifetime Of Tears Wasted On Something I Knew I Could Never Have" (ripped from the internet)
~FIN